I met Sean O’Brien back on February 1, 2014. Sean O’Brien made me question my sanity for the first time. Sean O’Brien pushed my body harder than it had ever been pushed before, up to that point. Sean O’Brien (almost) made me cry. I think my tear ducts were way too exhausted to even conjure up actual tears. Sean O’Brien was my first 50K finish and since that near soul crushing day, I haven’t returned. But that’s about to change.
In my previous post, I was basically trying to figure out how to slow down time because it never ceases to amaze me how fast time is flying by these days. Well, turns out nothing slows down time more than stepping on the treadmill, preparing to be on there for at least an hour, and you forget your phone at home which contains your music that helps you jam out and kind of forget you’re on the treadmill. This is what happened to me last Friday…the following morning after the post went out.
Well, well, well…what do we have here? Another month trying to duck past me and it thinks that I wouldn’t see it. Well, it worked because I didn’t. One day it was November 1st and the next thing I know it’s Thanksgiving, and now we’re one day away from the final month of the year!
I’m always so surprised how fast time flies by and so I recently Googled this whole “flying time” concept. Oh who am I kidding? I literally just looked it up 5 minutes before starting this post. Actually I looked up how to slow down time because nowadays I can’t seem to get a grasp on it.
One thing that resonated was trying to practice more mindfulness in our day by paying more attention and noticing what we’re doing. Basically being more in the present moment. Something tells me I haven’t been very good at that because my mind is all over the place. This could be a forewarning on how the rest of this post may go.
This weekend is the Javelina Jundred (in case you’re not familiar with it, the “J” in Jundred is silent and pronounced like “H” in Hundred) and I’ve jad a teensy tiny bit of FOMO surrounding it. Of course, that feeling didn’t last long and I jave no regret over not being there and attempting the 100 miler again. Nor, is there any regret for not going for the 100K. Officially.
For much of the first jalf of this year, I actually contemplated returning to Arizona to run Javelina again. Maybe because I was constantly reminded of it practically every single day. Yep. Several times a week I’d see Arizona written somewhere.
A few weeks ago, when my friend Melody and I got together for a trail run, it was dark and we weren’t thoroughly prepared for it. Two weeks ago, we met up at a slightly earlier time and were better prepared for darkness. That is, after I dug my headlamp out of my drawer that apparently still had the batteries in it. Thank goodness those batteries worked because I don’t think I’ve used that thing since April.
But my gosh who’s idea was it for us to start at 5AM?!
I actually began writing this post half way through the month of September and was going to say how I couldn’t believe we were already half way through the month and lookie here, the month is already over! So I guess I should say instead, I can’t believe September is already over. Someone told me recently, “the more older you get, the faster the time goes, ” and they weren’t kidding. Byyyye September. Helloooo October!
Wow. That was a handful to say to get to the point.
While last month zoomed by, I think I set some fairly realistically attainable goals. At least I thought so.
This week my anxiety was through the roof! Hurricanes, flooding, wildfires, earthquakes, the 45’s administration…all scary and heartbreaking events occurring. Oh, and not to mention the fact I wasn’t able to score any Springsteen on Broadway tickets! Alright, maybe that part is small potatoes compared to what others are going through, but seeing as I’m a HUGE Bruce Springsteen fan, yeah, that one kinda stung. I’ve since gotten over it.
Labor Day weekend was lovely! I started watching “The Defenders” on Netflix, did a little cleaning, and tried to stay cool because L.A. has been under a scorching heatwave for the past week. However, compared to what others are going through, this was nothing.
Sunday morning I went out on the trails, and it was a strugglefest. It probably didn’t help matters that it was already 85 degrees Fahrenheit at 6AM, the air quality was a little smoky and muggy due to the LaTuna fire that was burning up, and I wasn’t nearly as hydrated as I should’ve been. I guess that’s what I get for not drinking enough water the day before. Oops
If there are was anything greatly lacking from my running repertoire the last several months, it was goals. And now that a new month is here, it’s time to set some!
Because I decided to take the rest of the year off from races, I’ve pretty much free floated from day-to-day and didn’t really set any goals for myself. Running mileage was simply determined by how I felt, or how early or late I woke up.
Never has a month flown by so fast as August just did. It seems like every day I was talking to somebody about how the days were flying by and I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised since August has been a notoriously busy month for me. And this one was so no different as it started off with the Angeles Crest 100 Mile Endurance Run!