KEEPING IT LOCAL

Things are almost back to normal around here. Pigeon is back from her trip to Missouri and we were able to resume our training this weekend. It was one of her working weekends so our run was set to happen when she got off around noon.

Let’s back up a little to Monday. With the new year upon us and the first full work week, I was determined to maintain my training. Monday started out with Breakout Fitness and a killer Spartacus workout that left me so sore come Tuesday that getting in and out of the car was a struggle.

Tuesday I did a core workout at Breakout Fitness and during my lunch hour managed a tempo run. I have an allotted time at work and only so far that I can run. In reality, I shouldn’t be running at work at all based on my schedule, but I am determined to fit it in each week. I would rather run at lunch then try and motivate myself when I get home from work at night, in the dark.

Wednesday was another Spartacus at Breakout Fitness. They are tough but they are definitely effective. Thursday I woke up and drove to the track. I did a little speed workout (nothing to rave about) and then drove home. I realized when I got home that I had not timed out my run just right and I had 15 minutes to spare. So I did hill repeats right outside my house. With the garage open and the lights on, it provided just enough for me to see. I really enjoyed the hill repeats …. I can’t help it, I like hills.

Friday I decided it was best to skip Breakout Fitness’s Spartacus workout and save my legs for Saturday. I think this may be my plan of attack from now on. It will add a little extra sleep to my week and I can wake up early enough to do  20 to 30 minutes of foam rolling and stretching, something I do not do much of at all and really should.

All of that leads me to Saturday’s run. They called for rain. We got a little drizzle.

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Originally we planned on running the Salmon Falls trails but I quickly changed my mind that morning when I saw the skies all grey and threatening. Not that I don’t like running in the rain, I just felt like staying closer to home would be a little better for us.

I decided that Pigeon needed to see the run that I did a few weeks ago. We set out down my hill towards the New York Creek trail. We stopped in our tracks in awe of what was in front of us!

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The year’s first stream crossing!

We have had no rain all season and this was quite a sight for sore eyes. Granted we could jump over it, and we did, it was still quite amusing to see the water and pretend it was something more than it was.

The Ridge Loop of Death was its old self: steep hills, loose gravel and a few other runners out for a jog. Pigeon hasn’t been out on this trail in a while so it was fun showing her some of the new homes being built.

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Welcome back to the ridge Pigeon!

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It was nice because we talked about her time in Missouri and what has been going on in my life. Being separated for a while allowed for us to have more to talk about and the miles sort of just ticked away.

We descended down the Ridge back to the road making our way to the New York Creek Trail when something made a huge noise and jumped out of the bushes and scared the living day lights out of me. I took a photo of the vicious thing that scared me.

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Scary sprinklers!

Pigeon jumped a mile high because I yelped from the sound of the sprinkler. She then proceeded to yell at me for freaking her out. I pretty much just stopped and laughed on the spot.

Once we resumed our composure we continued on running towards Browns Ravine only to stop and laugh again when Pigeon saw the “attack” turkeys.

P1040273Yea, they are fake.

Soon we made it to Brown’s Marina which was super crowded because people from all over are coming to see the ruins of Mormon Island that lies beneath Folsom Lake.

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We meandered through Browns Ravine chatting the whole way. We had a minor incident with someone hiking through the trails but overall that portion of the trail was uneventful.

When we made it back to the road we ran to Beatty Drive and cut up through the trail back near my neighborhood.

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Pigeon loves Beatty

However, there was a special little gift just waiting for her at the top of the hill. I told her I had planted it there for her so she wouldn’t have to run home.

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Overall it was a great run for me. I felt really well. No tummy issues on this run. Not sure whether or not this was due to it being in the afternoon and my tummy had time to adjust to the day or what, but I will take it.

And to leave you with a thought about conquering fear and starting of the new year with determination. The Peanut joined a swimming clinic this past week. She was very nervous as she would be in a pool with kids she did not know and a coach that wouldn’t be able to reach out and grab her at moments notice. She did awesome. She swam the length of that pool about 13 times and loved it.

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Happy Trails & Happy Swimming!

~Trailmomma

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THE CHILD INSIDE

Last weekend my girls attended their first ever gymnastics class. It was a “trial class” to see if they liked it and to see if we wanted to sign up for the full month of lessons. The Peanut (age 5) was in the “Kinder Class” and Squeaker (age 2) was in the “Toddler Class.” The classes were one right after the other which, as you can imagine can be quite challenging when it comes to sitting still for 45 minutes to an hour watching a sibling.

Peanut’s class was first. Upon entering the gym she seamed excited and I thoroughly thought she would love every minute of the class because she has really blossomed this year as a result (I think) of attending kindergarten. She entered the floor with about six other girls and started the stretching and warm up. The next thing I know she is curled up in a ball on the floor sobbing that she didn’t want to do it. This was the old Peanut. This was our shy, intimidated scared little Peanut. My heart broke and yet part of me was frustrated. I had her sit to the side and watch. Finally, not knowing what to do, I gave her an ultimatum . I told her that she either goes and sit with the class or we go home. This may seem a little harsh but sometimes, she needs a big little nudge. She reluctantly walked over and sat IN the teacher’s lap. Soon enough the stretching portion was done and they moved on to some balance beams, uneven bars and trampoline type of drills. Sure enough, I saw a smile emerge and she was giggling with the other girls.

She is not the smallest in the group, but she is one of the few who can’t jump high, do a somersault or bend in all kinds of weird ways. To be honest, she is incredibly awkward. Much like her mother. I was proud of her that she continued on with the class and afterwards, she told me she wanted to come back. She had conquered her fear and found fun in something that scared her.

We, as adults, don’t necessarily ever lose this as we grow older. How many times have we been tasked to do something that frightens us to the core? What are we frightened of? Failure? Getting hurt (both emotionally and physically)? How many times do we try something and if we are not good at it, we quit?

Later that evening, the Peanut pulled me aside and said, “Mommy, I have a secret. Do you know why I cried at gymnastics?” I looked into her beautiful brown eyes and I said “Why honey, why did you cry?” Her response: “Because I don’t like having attention. I don’t like people staring at me.” My heart broke for a minute as it always does when I notice that she is battling her self-confidence. Yet, if anyone asked me to stand in front of a large group of people and speak, I too would probably (at least internally) crawl into a ball and cry.

Today was the start of our full session of gymnastics and I have been thinking all week about the Peanut. She vowed to me this morning that she wouldn’t cry this time (and she didn’t). I know confidence comes with time and experience for some people but the truth of the matter is, we all have an inner child within us whispering things like “I’m scared” and “I don’t want to do it.”

I think that is entirely normal and it helps me remember not to get mad at the Peanut when she goes through periods like this, afraid to try anything new. The best thing I can do is remind her that trying something new is scary to everyone but that she may find that she really likes it.

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When she is swimming, she is like a mermaid; confident and cocky swimming the length of the pool but it wasn’t always that way. I remind her of that.

I am also proud that she returned to class this weekend. She struggled with the drills lacking the strength and flexibility a lot of the other kids had but at least she TRIED.

The next time you are presented with something that makes you nervous or perhaps something that you know you are not going to perform well, remember my Peanut. Find your inner child and tell them it is okay, that anything new can be scary and that practice makes perfect. And if all else fails, tell yourself to participate or go home. 🙂

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Practice makes perfect.

~Trailmomma

 

 

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