Juneathon from here on…

This is where my Juneathon updates and my fitness routine become more sporadic.  Duty and fun have intervened.  There will be daily fitness activities, but not consistent reporting.  But did I say that fun has intervened?  Yesss!

Juneathon ’15, day 3

Last night was a 3.5 mile run/walk on my loop around the lake/park in the country.  The weather was lovely, with a slight breeze.   I felt tired and heavy.  The foot is not doing well.  *sob*  So I spent the entire run trying to decide whether to stick with the 10k trail run this Saturday or drop down to the 5k.  Then I had foot cramps in the night that wouldn’t go away.  Overall, just a depressing episode.  Working on a better day today! Windmill-w

Janathon days 4 and 5

Last night I did only a mile run because I got started after dark.  There’s a point on my route where it gets creepy after dark, so that’s where I turned around and ran back.  Then I curled up on the couch with my knitting and Buddy the dog, and watched the USA premiere of Downton Abbey season 5.  What a great episode!

Tonight I got out slightly earlier, but it still got dark on me.  I managed to cover 1.5 miles to add to this morning’s 15-minute yoga session.  I’ve said it before, but I love running at night.  I don’t know why.


Bicycling, my way

These past few months I’ve had to curb my running.  So, I dedicated myself to becoming a part-time bicycler.  I found some awesome cycling blogs for those of us who don’t wear awesomely embellished colorful spandex and otherwise look like we’re in the Tour de France.  I’m not mocking those serious athletic cyclers; it’s quite the opposite.  I’m in awe of their hard-driving ability, and I love the outfits.  But, I don’t see myself ever achieving that level of cycling ability. I’m just not good at it.  Plus, I’m afraid of the speed.  So, I was happy to find that there is a growing support structure for those of us who use cycling to get from Point A to Point B, or who bicycle for reasons other than extreme athletic development.  The cool theme of these blogs comes across in their names, although I don’t think they are affiliated with each other:

  • Cycle Chic (My fave cycling blog, and the leader of a “Cycle Chic” network. Check out the links to many companion blogs on the right side of the home page.)
  • Cyclist Chic (A compilation of cycling blog posts, some of which are political rants about cycling laws and attitudes toward cyclists, and overall, a very informative blog.)
  • Cyclechic Shop (Lovely cycling clothing and accessories.  And I do mean lovely.)

I bought a new spare bicycle online on Black Friday.  (How could I resist a 26″ women’s 18-speed bike for $48?)  At that price, I’m not expecting a durable, trouble-free biking experience, but a spare to keep on hand.  After struggling through the bike assembly last night, and concluding to my relief, that it is in fact a complete bicycle for that price, I took it out for a test ride.  I rode a mile, bundled up from the cold breeze.  I would have gone farther, but it was dark out.  So for Janathon day 3, I was a biker.


When work interferes

I’m in the middle of helping with a 3-day class, followed by a 3-day trip.  My best bet for meeting my daily Janathon requirement is to fit a yoga session into each day.  I’m desperately trying to keep up with that.  And all of this while the weather is great for getting outdoors for a run.  Sigh.


Thank goodness for yoga.  I was not able to get outdoors for a run yesterday, so yoga came to my rescue and allowed me to meet my daily Janathon requirement.  Yesterday was also “Blue Monday,” i.e., the most depressing day of the year.  But I did fine; had a good day, even with the polar vortex, and even though I didn’t get outside for a run.  I hope everyone else had a great day!

“I’m a man on fire
Walking through your street
With one guitar
And two dancing feet
Only one desire
That’s left in me
I want the whole damn world
To come dance with me.”

Birthday Dress

I wore this dress on my 39th birthday.  I can’t explain why I picked it that day.  It was a purchase from a friend who had bought it for herself and never worn it.  Then it sat in my closet for more than a year.  It never seemed to be the right thing to wear on any given day.  But on #39, I put it on and thought, “What the heck.  I either need to start wearing it or get rid of it.”


Then a strange thing happened on my 40th.  I reached for the same dress again.  When it happened again at #41, I realized a tradition had been launched.  The fabric is a linen weave, embellished with little embroidered flowers.  The dress has no spandex in it.  It either fits or it doesn’t.   I admit, there have been a few times during certain years, that I would not have been able to wear the dress.  But always on my birthday, it went on comfortably.

So anyway, here I am, 13 years later, a different person in so many ways.  But still rocking the Birthday Dress. IMG_4078w-priv