I have survived the weekend. I traveled to Duluth, navigated the crazy traffic of race visitors clogging canal park, ran 13.1 miles (with plenty of walking included), came home to see my family/celebrate fathers day and also shower a friend with blessings before her sweet baby arrives in July.
Thankfully I took today (Monday) off so that I wasn’t additionally stressed on Sunday evening with traveling back to St. Paul and preparing for another work week. Instead I got to wake up slowly, pack my stuff, and I might get to go golfing (if the weather holds)!
I made a royal mess of my schedule for Tuesday. I told one friend I couldn’t meet up because I had class, only to realize days later that no, classes are now on Wednesdays. And then my dad told me that he has a good family friend visiting who has been sick lately and wants to see me when he flies in on Tuesday. So my first day back of the work week is going to be a crazy one. But oh well.
A race recap will be posted eventually, in short: its better to train, but thankfully I made it through. I was bummed to miss my favorite sight on the course, the chain of trolls pictured above, but had this photo from my last time at Grandma’s 2 years ago.
Do you ever double book? Or are you good at limiting your commitments each day?
I tend to over schedule myself. But I’m trying to chose what I want to do, and what will be best for me. So last night I went to a wedding, but left as the dance started up. It was so good to see friends, but at the same time I knew I didn’t want to stay out late and need to recover today.So I took it easy. And was able to wake up today ready for family time, homework, and preparing for another work week, and of course the drive back to the cities.
My road might not look like anyone else’s, I’m single, no kiddos, living in the smallest studio in St. Paul, and about to complete a MBA with no idea of what my next job will be. I have to remind myself that I need to be okay with going my own way. Following someone else’s path is most likely not going to be a road to my own success.
Do you go your own way?
Or do you feel pulled toward’s someone else’s directions?
In one week I’ll be heading home, to then drive to Duluth, to then run Grandma’s Half marathon (actually named after Garry Bjorklund), then drive back to Aitkin for a baby shower. Its going to be a long weekend. But its also going to be a good weekend, no matter how the race goes.
The race will be slow, it will probably be painful. I’m not pleased with my training efforts, but it is what it is. After reviewing my 2012 and 2014 recaps, I’m fairly certain that I can finish. Weather depending. When I completed 26.2 in 2013 I was rained on few times. Cold weather is where I am best. If the weather is similar to last year, hot hot hot, I may not finish.
Pre-Race Dinner: I have no idea. It partly depends on crowds and what I’m in the mood for.
Pre-Race Breakfast: Coffee and a Bagel. Every single time.
Post-Race Meal: Depends. I have a friend running the marathon, and I usually see people I know in the crowd. But I also want to get back to Aitkin at a reasonable time on Saturday night.
Do you plan races down to the minute?
Or go with the flow?
I finished yoga on Saturday morning with plans to do a few things around my apartment, and I got outside the studio, saw the beautiful day, and knew there was no way I was staying inside.
I texted a friend to see if she wanted to go for a bike ride, and we decided to attempt the trail that could go to Stillwater. We didn’t say we were going to Stillwater, because its an 18 mile out and back trail, for a grand total of 36 miles. Instead we chose to park at the Maplewood Community center and ride as far as it felt good. Since it was our first time on the Gateway trail we went about 7 miles in before deciding that was enough of an adventure of the day. At least by bike.
We then ventured into White Bear Lake to check out Big Wood Brewery, and then to Washington Square Bar and Grill. Both had patios, so other than my sleeping hours and yoga hour, I was outside all day long. It was perfect! Maybe we will make it to Stillwater by bike someday, but its okay that it didn’t happen. We still saw a new part of the metro, and had a great time!
*Of course there were quite a few bike mishaps, but we got it all figured out.
Do you plan your weekends? Or do you wait until the moment of to see what you’re in the mood for?
June is here!! And while the official start of Summer isn’t…Minnesota has other plans. I’m a little worried about this summer as a lot of my weekends are already planned, but there are a few things I know I want to do.
- Outdoor Live Music – this might be the state fair, it might not.
- St. Paul Saints Game – I went once last year, but need to go again!
- Bike! I’m not sure where, but somewhere. Once a week would be lovely, but didn’t happen last year when I tried.
- Swim! I soaked my wetsuit over the weekend, there’s no reason why I can’t jump in a few times.
- Run…a post to come soon about my plan for Grandma’s Half, we shall see what other races I attempt this summer/fall.
- Pizza Farm. Its been a goal for a few years, it really needs to happen.
- Milk Jam – Its shameful, I haven’t been there yet.
- Como Zoo – its been a few years, I need to get back!
- Plan a trip – I’ve got lots of places I want to go. California, New Orleans, Nashville, I just need to schedule it!
- Finish my MBA – ahhh yes. By the end of August I will be done with all of the homework.
What are your plans for the summer?
On schedule this week! I was complimented on Saturday for staying up with friends until 2 am on Friday night. And was worried I had overslept when I woke up at 8 am. Turns out no one else was up yet, not even those who had gone to bed earlier. It appears I am officially an early riser.
This particular photo is sunset, not sunrise. Thanks to the aforementioned late night, there was no Saturday morning run. I’m writing this on Saturday evening with every intention of running on Sunday, although rain is highly likely. And I also hope to go on a long bike ride/first outside ride on Monday. Although again, rain is highly likely.
At least over the course of the three day weekend I had this moment. Of the quiet lake. Being where I wanted. Without pressure to act a certain way.
I just couldn’t get myself to write on Sunday, or Monday, or Tuesday….you get the point. Its Thursday night and I’m finally feeling like I’ve turned over a new leaf.
I don’t know if it is the closeness of a 3 day weekend, a brief break from homework, or getting out of work a little early tonight, but I’m finally starting to feel like I can breathe again. The rain last week did not help me, I had a Twins game planned for Saturday, forgetting that my dad was also flying in and I should pick him up from the airport. So when the game was rescheduled for rain I was able to squeeze in a drink with friends, and picking up dad. Then I was off to a coworker’s house warming party, only to head home early for a cousin’s baby shower the next day. All fun things, but a little too much running around.
I’m hoping I can finally learn not to schedule multiple things each day of the weekend. Until that happens, I’m thankful that my friends and family put up with my crazy.
And with that, I’ll see you in 3 days when I’m supposed to post these darn “Joy” posts. If you didn’t remember my New Years Resolution/Word of the Year, is “joy” i’m trying to remind myself to find the good things in life.
My laptop hasn’t been on since Tuesday. I have bills to pay, mail to sort, and definitely some laundry that needs to be done. I had something scheduled each night this week, and they were all good things that I didn’t want to cancel. But evening plans and overtime at work mean that something has to slip. And for me that was organization and relaxation.
I finally visited At Home with the Monsters, a special exhibit at the Minneapolis Institute of Art (or MIA as they have rebranded). I took quite a few photos, so if you see things that aren’t usually part of my “brand” (worst word, but what else do you call it?) the photo is probably from this exhibit.
My goal all week was to not make plans for Friday night. And i succeeded! I worked until 6, and was eating pizza in sweatpants by 7. Lights were out at 10, and of course I woke up at 6:30 am without an alarm. Depending on the rain I will attending the Twins game this afternoon, but should the game be cancelled I see some cleaning in my future.
It’s a pretty thrilling life. Try to hold on. (please read in sarcasm if you didn’t already).
Lately I have wondered what would have happened if I had waited longer and found a job in Aitkin or Brainerd. Where would life have taken me?
My apartment is tiny, but I can walk to multiple businesses and neighborhoods. Walking from place to place is a little trickier up north. The trade off is the peace and quiet. Sure small town drama may exist, but it also exists in the cities.
I have no idea how long I will live in the cities, which is one of the reasons why I have resisted searching for a more spacious apartment. But I do have a love for St. Paul, it may never match the love I feel for Aitkin, but I don’t expect it to be able to reach that level in two years compared to what I felt for over twenty years.
P.S. a short post this week because I have a lovely 6 page paper to write, and a group presentation to finish, my final Economics class is on Tuesday, and then I will be officially done with the MBA program in August!
Good job – Done! Will I ever hear these words?
I feel like I have so many goals for myself, yet there isn’t an end in sight.
Sunday evening I went for a walk with a friend. We never specify the route, just turn as we feel and explore new parts of the neighborhood. We came across a 300 piece hopscotch board. While I didn’t participate in it, I loved the tenacity of the creator.
As we strolled the board I assume it would end at 25, then 100, then 200, and never assumed they would go all the way to 300. The path got longer, and longer, and longer.
So while some of my goals seem farther and farther and farther away. Maybe that is okay. Maybe the payoff will be sweeter in the end. Until then, I need to celebrate how far I have come. I have started on a path, it may not lead me where I am initially intending, but it will get me somewhere.
And if I don’t get where I want to go, I will just keep going!
What journey are you on?
How many spaces are in your hopscotch boards?