Lemon’s Here & Back to Running :)

Hey Lovelies!

I’ve been MIA for a little while. There’s a lot going on in my life and I’m not quite ready to share yet. But! I’ve gotten back into running after taking a small hiatus and here’s some fun “running” info about me :)

What’s your distance? I am a 5K girl :) It’s just the perfect distance for me, not to long and not to short. My goal is to become a 10K girl! I’ve been running since I was little. My dad is a marathoner and has been taking me running since before I could walk. I played soccer from the time I was in middle school all the way through college but never really enjoyed recreational running until November of 2012. My dad convinced me to run a 5K with him and I got hooked!

What has been my favorite race? My favorite race so far happened in 2013. It was the Firecracker 5000 in Hilton Head. I ran it with my best friend and her whole family on the Fourth of July. We had a blast! It was insane! Over 2,000 runners raced it and we had to watch out for gators along the route (that was a first for me!).

 If I could run any race in the world….I would probably run the half marathon in Antarctica. I think it’s an amazing race! My friend Ginger and her mom ran the Antarctica marathon a few years ago and their stories are awesome! It’s one of the most physically challenging marathons. PS: Ginger’s now run a marathon on every continent :)

Do I run for fun or to compete….I run mostly for fun and fitness. But being the athlete that I am..I get slightly competitive. In 2013 – 2014 it was a friendly competition between my dear friend, Nancy, and I to see who could run the most races. We typically train together and it is always fun on race day to see who’s going to come in first.

Have you ever won a race or placed in your age group? I haven’t won a race yet, but I have placed a few times (usually towards the bottom… But winning some bling at a race is on my bucket list :)

Have you experienced any trials/injuries/health issues that you have had to overcome? Totally! The past year and a half have been challenging for me! I was involved in a head on collision in August 2013 and it set me back quite a bit in my training. I had been preparing to race a 10K race in September but due to my injuries I had to bump down to the 5K race. It was a struggle. The doctor told me no running for 6-8 weeks, no intense cardio and no Zumba. The tendons in my ankle had been extremely strained and possibly torn, I had bone bruises, and they later discovered I had a tear in my IT band. It was frustrating and hard to go from training twice a day to hardly being able to walk. But here I am a year later and I’m really close to being back to my “pre-accident” running times. Hopefully, by the fall I’ll be back to running races :)

What does crossing the finish line feel like? Crossing the finish line is a huge moment for me! It’s hard, it’s glorious, it’s a visual representation of accomplishing a goal I set in my mind. It feels amazing. I feel proud knowing that it was something that I did by myself.

Do you have a specific distance and PR that you are proud of?  When I started running in 2012, my mile time was at 15 minutes and as a former NCAA soccer girl that was mind blowing. When I was playing in college, I could do 2-3 miles in that time. I knew I had to get my body back into athlete mode. I’m proud to say that I’m almost back to my soccer shape and I ran 3.46 miles in 25 minutes last week.

As a graphic designer, does your mind fill with millions of idea’s for projects while out on a run? Lol :)  As a graphic designer, my head stays full of a million ideas. When I’m running I am often inspired by the colors or textures I encounter. Running on my lunch break has been a great way for me to process through all the ideas that are constantly running through my head. I come back to the office with new thoughts and designs. I do let my mind roam. Sometimes it wants to think creatively and other times I think about nothing.

My most embarrassing running moment happened when…. It had been rather cold and I wad beginning to run in my running tights. I’d lost about 20lbs since I bought them but didn’t really think much about it. Needless to say, as I was running I noticed that my bum seemed to be a bit chilly. As I ran by some people I noticed they had a really funny look on their faces and were giggling. I looked down only to realize that my running tights had fallen down and I was pretty much mooning people. I was mortified! I immediately went back to the gym to change. I’ve since bought new running tights :)

I run because….. I want to break the cycle of unhealthiness my family genetics has handed me, I run for a cure for the cancer that took my best friend. I run to save my life.

How many countries have you ran in….. I’ve ran in Dakar, Senegal; Abijon, Cote D’Ivoire; Paris, France; and Halifax, Nova Scotia.

Are you a solo runner or a groupie…. I enjoy solo running. It’s one of the few moments of my day where it’s just the trail and me. No phone to answer, no emails, no text messages. It’s me disconnected from my world. I do train with 2 of my friends when our schedule allows and I enjoy of the dynamic of group workouts.

When I’m running I’m typically jamming out to…. Save Me by Shinedown and Swing Me into the 1920’s by DJ Dracula.

What’s with the detailed training log on your blog?  I’m horrible about not remembering what I’ve done if I don’t write it down. I’ve found that by keeping a detailed training log I’m better able to determine why I plateau and what I need to work on. It helps me track my consistency. I keep a detailed food log as well :)

When I go for a run I must have…. My Nike+ chip. It’s such a cool thing to not have to worry about keeping track of my pace and time as it automatically logs things for me. I also LOVE my Skullcandy headphones.

So we know you run, what else do you do? In my spare time, I love to swim. I’ve been a professional lifeguard/competitive swimmer for 10 years and I’ve been swimming since I was six months old. My mom says some days she thinks she birthed a fish instead of a daughter. I also coach a 6U soccer team and ride/train horses.

Who’s your #fitspo? So many people motivate me! I follow several people on Twitter who have such amazing weightloss stories. There is a huge community of #Fitfam people that are the best about tweeting you encouragement! My biggest motivation is my desire to break out of this horrible genetic cycle. I want my kids to have a lower risk of health problems and I know that it starts with me. I want to inspire people the way that several blogs did for me when I first started out.

Okay…you’ve got me interested. What should I do if I want to start running?  Start slow! Do your research. The key thing for me was getting fitted for the right shoes. Go to a running company and talk with them. Also, see if your community has a running club. We have an amazing one in town and they have been super about helping me as I started my running journey. They’ll teach you breathing techniques, pacing and interval workouts. Lastly, don’t give up when you get frustrated! It takes about 8 weeks for you to see the difference :)

What’s on Lemon’s bucket list?  My bucket list :) I have a long one..but I would love to travel to Italy and back to France. I want to run a race on every major holiday (so far I’ve done the 4th of July, Thanksgiving, and Christmas). I want to get my Master’s degree (in progress!) and doctorate before I turn 30 (I’ve got 3 years left…eeek!). It’s my dream to run the New York or Boston Marathon :)

One weird thing about Lemon….I speak an African tribal language called Wolof, in addition to French and English, and I’m ambidextrous.

So :) What’s one running goal you have this summer?

XoXo!

One Running Slow (But Getting There) Lemon

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High Five for Friday..not feeling it today..

It’s Friday..whew..I made it. This week has been a struggle my lovelies. I’ve had to apologize to multiple people for my attitude and rudeness. I’m tired, I’m stressed out, I’m broken..yep broken. I feel like I fell off of a cliff and smashed into the water.

These past six weeks of talking with James have been amazing..I was finally beginning to think that maybe..just maybe..I had finally stumbled upon a man who knew how to treat a lady. We’ve been on several dates now..Last weekend we went to dinner and I have never had more fun or been treated as nicely as I was that night. All week he had been excitedly talking to me and counting down the days until he got to see me. FYI: we live 2.5 hours apart. He picked me up, he opened the car door, he opened the restaurant door, he guided me with a hand on my lower back..all the little things that make my heart skip beats. I wore my favorite dress, I had on wedges (which he loved) and  he made me feel like I was the only girl in the room. He looked so dashing in his button down shirt and dark jeans.

Dinner was wonderful :) He took me to a quaint restaurant off the beaten path that only locals go to. It was once an old post office and is now a refurbished post office turned restaurant. He had made a reservation, we had a wonderful table..it was the stuff a girl dreams about. We ate dinner by candle light..and I must say it was probably the most romantic dinner date I’ve ever gone on in my life. We ordered our dinner and chatted the night away. After dinner, he said he wasn’t ready for the night to end so we simply drove around Charleston looking at the lights and talking. He dropped me off with a goodnight beautiful and a kiss.

Sunday morning I woke up to a text message from James asking me if I was awake..at 5am. I replied back that I was and he said good, throw your hair up in that messy thing you do and let’s go eat waffles. At first I wanted to respond and say I really need a shower and time to fix my makeup/hair..but then I realized something…I’m a messy bun kinda girl. If my sister and I were going to breakfast at 5am, I would have done just that..thrown my hair up, put a hoodie on and rolled out the door. So that’s exactly what I did :) Put my hair up, pulled on a hoodie and said alright let’s go. There is something wonderful about a guy who lets you be yourself..the girl that likes to dress up and go to fancy restaurants and the girl who loves waffles and eggs at 5am. Breakfast was crazy fun. Really relaxed.. James took me to another hole-in-the-wall place and we laughed and had the best time over syrupy waffles and eggs (waffles are the way to my heart..). We talked until it was time for me to go help my sister move into CSU (she’s a big senior this year!) and I didn’t think anything was amiss. He hugged me, said he couldn’t wait to see me again, kissed me and said he’d call me later that night.

That was five days ago..not a text, not a call, nothing since. So all of these feelings of doubt and insecurity have come sweeping back in. What did I do wrong, how did I mess it up, why am I so stupid when it comes to boys..and the list goes on. It’s hard..hard to realize that someone might not feel the same way about you that you do about them (this girl is in pretty crazy like of this handsome Marine). I was so careful..careful to guard my little heart because it was afraid of this very thing..being trampled on again. I thought maybe this time it would be different. He’s older, more mature, has his life together..but I guess I was wrong…

I’m okay with a guy changing his mind about how he feels about you..but I’d like the courtesy of an acknowledgement about it. Please just politely call a girl and say..hey, these past few weeks have been great, but I don’t think this relationship is something I’d like to pursue. To me that is painful to hear, but I respect a man who shows a woman such  courtesy. Instead of blowing her off like she’s nothing…because I am not nothing…I am something.

These feeling of insecurity have been a battle this week. It’s something I have to work hard at. Being confident, strong and independent take work for me. I never want to be the “victim”..I was one once..and I never want to be in that dark place again…but this feels a whole lot like it…I was talking with my best friend Payden about it the other night..and he said something very profound: “Sounds like he’s not interested.” It hit me like a wall of brick. It hurt..I’ve invested 6 weeks of meaningful, personal conversation and several dates. But I realized I had two choices..I could be devastated about this..which I kind of am…or I can remember that I’ve lived 26 years of my life without this man in it and I was just fine.

Now, if I’m wrong..someone comment back and let me know…But for now, I’ll take 5 days of absolutely no contact as his way of saying: “I’m not interested”. To answer the question of have I shown interest, yes, I have. However, I have been letting James initiate conversation. He’s been texting first, he’s been calling… I want to be pursued..I am not going to chase a man.

On top of dealing with all of these feelings of insecurity, which anger me, everyday I have to make myself look in the mirror (which I hate) and remember that I am a very accomplished 26 yr old female. I graduated from high school early with two diplomas, graduated from college with honors and two diplomas, have traveled the world, speak multiple languages..but at the end of the day…I’m still a lonely little girl hiding from the world between the pages of a book. I’ve been to counseling, I’ve tried joining new groups, making new friends, filling every hour of my day with something…but it still doesn’t take this cloak of loneliness away.

I have all these feelings running through my head and my heart 24/7..it’s like a bad dream you can’t wake up from..and the stress eating away at me. Work has been insane..I’ve felt like I couldn’t breathe all week. I love my job, I couldn’t ask for a better one..but this week it’s been a challenge to pull into work and put on a happy face. I don’t feel happy. I don’t want to act happy. I don’t want people to ask me how I am..because they really don’t care..they don’t. Have you ever noticed that if someone asks you how you are and you say you’re ok..they say that’s good and keep on walking? NO ONE CARES. I’ve sat in my office for five days, working extremely hard to get things done on time, coming in early and leaving late, listening to my music wishing for 5pm to get here faster. For the most part it’s like I live in a bubble for 8+ hours a day. It’s just me and music. There’s no one to eat lunch with because after being rejected invitation after invitation, I just stopped asking people. So I run. A lot. So hard that I can’t feel my legs. For an hour each day..it’s just me and my Nike’s killing pavement. Because it’s the only time I don’t feel alone…I feel alive.

Compound the stress of remodeling a house, packing to move, the whole James thing, loneliness and add graduate school onto it. Grad school has started and I’m loving/hating it all at the same time. I’m thankful I have an amazing best friend going through the program with me. He’s going to be my saving grace and I’m very well going to be his. I love Payden because he’s real. What you see is what you get. He took me to dinner after class Wednesday night so we could work on homework and looked at me. When I asked him why he was looking at me, he said tell me what’s wrong. He’s the only person this week that’s realized something was going on. It was refreshing to just talk. We talked until they kicked us out of the restaurant and then just sat in the parking lot talking and working on homework.

They should call grad school “sleep deprivation for the next two years of your life”. I have no idea how some of the people in my class do this. They have families, little children and full-time jobs. I’m single, have no kids (except a furry one), work full-time, coach and it’s kicking my butt. I fell asleep on my laptop the other night. I haven’t gone to bed until 1 or 2am every night trying to stay caught up on my homework and get ahead. Some nights I feel as if I’m reading Greek..but so far I’ve made all A’s on my assignments. So that’s been a positive this week.

All this to say..I’m having a really bad Friday and don’t want to give it a high five..but I’m going to make myself…here goes..

1 – I’m excited I’m actually finally in the MBA program. That in itself was a pretty big accomplishment for me :)

2 – I’m thankful I finally had one romantic dinner date.

3 – I’m excited that I finally get to move into my house this weekend :)

4 – I’m thankful for a brother that helps his sister paint her new house into the late hours of the night and helps her with accounting homework. One who forgives her when she takes out her anger at life out on him..one who hugs her and tells her she’s got this.

5 – I’m thankful that I have Monday off and can sleep all day if I want to.

 

So high-five for Friday finally being here :) What are you up to this holiday weekend my lovelies?

 

XoXo,

One Teary Eyed Lemon

Because I’m happy.. #WeekendWrapUp

So I’m happy! Like ridiculously, insanely happy :)

I’ve done a horrible job of blogging lately my dears..I apologize..I shall attempt to catch up :) Top 10 things you missed in Lemon’s life..

1 – I spent the week babysitting my best friend’s dog. He’s in the middle of finishing his last rotate at med school and needed to be able to study. So Heidi the Rottweiler and I spent some quality time together. I’ve been keeping Heidi since she was a puppy. Let me tell you..you haven’t met a Daddy’s girl till you meet her. She loves her daddy..she could care less about me lol :) She’s an angel around me if he’s home and Satan’s spawn when he’s not. Little does she know I film her mischievousness and send it to her daddy! This week she successfully chewed 4 plastic planters to pieces and killed a frog.  While I was hanging out with Heidi, I had some time to crank out some more bangles for the shop! Here’s a preview of some that will be listed soon.

2 – I’ve been working on my tan..and failing miserably. I fell asleep on the float in the pool only to roll off of it into the water..talk about having a sputter moment. Thankfully, I was only in the shallow end :)

3 – CHARLOTTE!! Not the city..the dog :) In case you haven’t figured out yet..I love to dog sit. I’m crazy about dogs..I can’t really stand cats..but I LOVE LOVE LOVE a dog. Charlotte and I went for some adventures this past weekend. She went on her first run with me. She successfully hunted up a dead possum, dead bird, dead squirrel and a dead cat..so apparently her nose is working just fine..

4 – I’ve lost weight..I have been really stressed the last 4 weeks and the scales were letting me know. I’m an emotional eater. I’ll confess..I use food to placate myself in situations I can’t control…which only makes life worse. I hadn’t been able to get my runs in which was only adding to my being stressed out..But! In the last two weeks I’ve dropped 12.5 lbs. It’s amazing what eating properly and getting sleep will do for you :) I’m running again and I can tell you my runs feel better than ever.

5 – It’s blueberry season on our farm. I’ve been picking them and picking them..so many blueberries! Mom and I had fun Sunday afternoon chatting and picking away :)

6 – I spent the 4th of July night doing absolutely nothing and it was fabulous..Charlotte and I hung out at the house and watched Christmas movies on the Hallmark Chanel (THANK YOU HALLMARK!!!). She did not like the fireworks at all. She hid in her crate most of the night or buried her head under my shoulder..it was kind of cute. I made her some popcorn to help ease her distress. It’s one of her favorite foods :) We also made some organic dog/people oatmeal cookies. I substituted applesauce in hers and used Greek yogurt in mine. She loved them!!! She hasn’t been eating the past two weeks..I think the heat overwhelms her. But she ate most of her treats :) I even got her to eat some of her dog food. Made me feel a little bit better that she was eating.

7 – I BOUGHT A HOUSE! For those of you who have been following my journey into home ownership you can sigh a sigh of relief. It’s been such an uphill battle! But I have no doubt in my mind that this is the house I was supposed to buy. The more the owner and I talked at the closing the more it clarified that God had brought me to this house. The Wilson’s lived in this house for 40 years :) I’m proud to call their home my new home. There is a sense of love when you walk into the house. I can feel the years of happiness they spent there. We closed on my house July 3rd at about 7pm. I’m so thankful for a lawyer and seller who were patient enough to turn this girl’s dream into a reality. Buying a house was one of the top five things on my 30 before 30 list :) It’s a huge step for me and one I’m quite proud of. There aren’t too many people in their mid-2o’s who can say they own a house. I spent the weekend ripping up carpet to get to original hardwood floors. I was worried about what shape they would be in but they were in fabulous shape! God is good! All I’m going to have to do is lightly sand them and apply a new top coat :) I started removing the wallpaper in my bathroom so hopefully I’ll wrap that up this week!

It’s so exciting. I finally feel like I have roots..which is a HUGE thing for this nomad girl. I’ve moved 24 times in 26 years. This move will be #25..and hopefully the last for a while. It’s hard for me to relate to people who haven’t traveled a lot or lived in one place their entire lives. I’m starting to make new friends and get involved in the community. So life is good :)

8 – My favorite boy is home…ahhh…he makes my cardiac muscle pump blood through my vascular system really quickly. I’ve missed him! He’s been super busy with school so we haven’t gotten to talk a lot. He popped into Starbucks Sunday night as the girls and I were hanging out after church. Thankfully, he joined us and got to meet two of my dearest friends. It was a little awkward but the girls made it a ton of fun! We talked until Starbucks closed :) Typical for us. He wanted to see my new house so we drove over to have a look. I was a little nervous because I really wanted him to like it. AND HE DID! Made my heart happy to have his approval :)

9 – I started making stuff again :) I’ve been going through a creative lul lately..most likely due to all of the stress…but I’ve started working with wire and I love it. My dear friend has a bangle business and she was kind enough to show me how to make some! I’ve been whipping them up left and right. It feels good to make things. Check them out in my Etsy shop! https://www.etsy.com/shop/LemonRainDrop I’ll be adding some more this week. I also do custom orders! If you have something in mind let me know :) I’d love to make a bangle for you!

10 – I wrestled goats :) We share a back pasture with our neighbor whose donkeys & goats I was watching this week. 3 momma goats gave birth to some little hooligans. One of them made a mad escape Tuesday night and it was quite the comedy watching my other neighbor and myself chase the little rascal down. It took us 40 minutes to catch the little booger but we did :) I will say I was glad he got out..because he ran allllllll the way around the fence and I found a momma goat who had gotten caught. The grass is always greener on the other side of the fence and she got her thick skull stuck. Needless to say..the baby goat earned a name..we’re calling him Houdini :)

 

So that’s my life in a nut shell :)

What have all of you been up too? Fill me in!

XoXo!

One Tan Lined Sore Lemon

 

When you’re not sure what to say..

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It’s been a year. I’ve not known what to say or how to say what I’ve wanted to say about the Boston marathon. It’s been a year of pain for many runners.

Last year my dear friend Ginger was running the Boston Marathon. She would cross the finish line 15 minutes before the bomb would explode. While we were blessed with her safety, many families were not so fortunate.

Today I saw a video that lead me to tears. It’s a tragedy this event. How do we honor those fallen but rejoice with those still here? It’s this emotional battle within us. This year my twitter buddy will be running Boston 20 weeks pregnant. I’ll be tweeting her encouragement the entire day.

 

 

On Monday, many of us in the #runchat community will be breaking company dress code in support of the runners racing. I urge you to wear your sneakers :) I’ll be wearing my Boston Strong shirt and watching the marathon online (with my boss!).

 

To all of the runners racing in honor and memory of runners fallen, run a step for me.

 

XoXo,

One Somber Lemon