April 17, 2012

Lance Armstrong and living

Workouts: track run yesterday, 6 miles, avg. pace 7:48. That was with a 7:06 mile at the end. I was really excited about that. Today, another round of volleyball with my fellow mommas, but with fewer injuries. Today's goal was to not act quite as crazy just trying to get to the ball. Based on the low number of new bruises and aches, goal accomplished.

Tonight is book club, which I adore, and our host even picked a race-oriented book. Can book club be any more perfect right now? We read It's Not About the Bike: My Journey Back to Life, Lance Armstrong's biography, but it was published in 2001. So it's interesting to see what has happened between then and now, especially in his personal life. In the book, he is in the first years of marriage to his first wife, which ended a couple of years after the book was published. Of course, in the book they had a perfect relationship, which teaches me to never trust what you read.

But really, his comeback from the edge of life/death and the amazing dedication to racing were the best parts. For a newbie marathoner, some of his ideas on endurance racing felt relevant. I especially liked this segment.

It's so true that time shifts when you are giving all of your mind and physical effort to an event. A minute stretches forever. Luckily a marathon is over in a day. Three weeks -- I can't even imagine competing for that long.

My husband likes to joke that I do marathons to relax, meaning that our house and kids can get cuh-razy, but really he's right. It's relaxing to live only in the moment and to only focus on that next water stop or that next mile. And with all that we demand of our bodies when we are racing, it is about living -- forcing our bodies to reach a higher more efficient level of living and proving that our life/strength is more than we thought it was.

With that, here's some of our last few days of living (in pictures).

Birthday saddle at Texas Roadhouse.
Handicapped bench sitting -- when sign placement goes wrong.
Yo Husband created chia seed encrusted fish, cooked on the grill. 
And he made me a gooey chocolate cake, my love language.
Yo Son creates new hairstyles. Just add water and finger shaping.
Girls' night decorations. Handcrafted by my friend's son. He strategically places stuffed animals all over the room for us to enjoy. Love him!
Invitation to my birthday party, called The Mom. Yo Daughter knows how to throw down.

And we just got back our Oak Barrel Half pictures. Some real beauties are in here. 

I swear my hands don't normally do that when running. Do they? Do they??!! 

And these are my favorite because in the same millisecond, you can look like you are floating on air and then look like you crash landed.

Normal running.
Crash landing.

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