be each other’s light in the dark

Happy Thursday, you guys!

Tonight it’s raining in Los Angeles (thank the Rain Gods) so when I went for a run, I left my music and headphones at home, gave Jeff my intended course, and headed off to run a mile and a half, part of week two of my 5k training.

Turns out when I run without music Radio Lab, I run much faster. I shaved 1:40 off of my pace, and although I definitely could tell I was running faster, I didn’t realize it was THAT much faster. Like, PR for my mile faster. Which is exciting because this time around, doing yoga EVERY time I run, I am not fatigued every other day when I head out, and my legs aren’t getting tired like they were before, because they are stronger, and looser, and better.

So, dear rain, thank you for falling over me as I ran, keeping me cool, forcing my personal best out of me, focusing me on my pace and my breath and the air around me.

And thank you, yoga, for keeping my legs prepared to move my body.

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Namaste // Happy Friday // Happy Rain // Happy Life.

lighting up the whole sky

Tonight, I went on my fastest 1.5 mile run yet. Then, I came home and knew that I needed to immediately do yoga (it’s a quick post-run yoga that really stretches you out so you’re not sore the next day.)

I have done this particular sequence several times after runs, and I find that it really has me focusing and stretching all the muscles that tighten soon after I do my yoga, sit down, and relax for the evening. Taking that twenty minutes does wonders for me feeling crappy the next day.

Because Jeff and I were doing laundry tonight, I need a fast dinner pre-laundromat (oh, the days when we can have a house and laundry at home!) So I cut up a sweet potato into crinkle fries, seasoned with olive oil and curry, stuck it in the oven at 400, and went to do my yoga.

After it was over, I realized that after the Namaste, and the reminder that all beautiful yoga videos come out of Canada, there was a quote that I had never noticed/seen before, either in this video or around the Internet:

Even after all this time
The sun never says to the earth
“You owe me”
Look what happens with a love like that
It lights the whole sky

And so, I leave you with that, to interpret how you see fit. I think it’s a lovely thought, and it energized me on this Wednesday night.

Happy almost-Thursday, my friends.

Namaste.

i want to be fearless in my creative self

Tonight I was supposed to start my 5k training leading to a 10K training leading to a 7 mile race in March. It was supposed to be a rest day, but then my week plans weren’t going to work with my training, so I made my first running day Monday.

I wasn’t feeling well today, and when the time came to run I just didn’t want to. But one of my coworkers also was having a bad day, and I told her to go to the gym, and that I would go running, and then it’d be Tuesday. So I had a snack. And then I changed, and I went for a run.

I like to listen to music as much as anyone else, but I find when I am running I like to listen to something that can last the whole run, like a podcast. I was fresh out of the Katniss Chronicles, and I somehow didn’t have a RadioLab fully downloaded (I know, that’s shocking) so I decided that I was going to listen to the rest of the Matt Nathanson Patcast.

It’s episode one of Pat Monahan’s show (of the band Train) and it’s basically Matt and Pat just chatting about their lives and careers, and it’s mind blowing because I love them both, and I didn’t know that they were friends, and they sing together on the podcast, and it’s marvelous.

At one point, Matt is talking about the creative process, and he is talking about how when he writes he just wants to be able to do whatever he wants, without judgement or criticism, because that hinders the process. And he says, eloquently, between MANY quotes including the beloved eff word (I kind of like that he swears as much as I seem to), “I want to be fearless in my creative self.”

That really resonated with me, while I was out there running, so much so that I listened to that section of the podcast twice. I feel that when I am cooking the kitchen. I feel that when I am writing for this blog, just for myself. I feel that running, when I want to run for fitness, not to get faster, or get better.

Because the getting better part, it comes. Whether you’re consciously pushing for it, or not, you become a better chef if you continue to persevere in the kitchen. You get better at communication if you write it down. You become a faster runner, and you build your endurance, if you run several times a week. If you think fearlessly, you can push past boundaries that society, or friends, or family, or even you, put on you.

You don’t need to constantly wonder if what you’re doing is getting better, or is better than someone else, or is different. You just have to be true to yourself. You have to be fearless. If you’re fearless, there’s no failure, because you’re being you, and your creativity is worth something, whether it’s on a guitar, in the kitchen, or on the page.

So here’s to running to run. And cooking to cook. And writing a maybe shitty song because you feel the harmony in your heart and you just need to get it out, lyrics be damned. Or maybe, writing your next hit, writing the recipe that’ll inspire a cookbook, or finally, finally running the fastest mile of your life.

Happy almost Tuesday, everyone.

oh i love your every color

Today we ran the LA Color Run 5k. The general idea is an untimed race where you run 5 (ish) kilometers, and at each kilometer, someone throws corn-starchy color at you. Simple, right? Fun? Definitely. It was Debby’s first 5K, which was exciting, and we had a big team (Color Us Bad.)

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Here’s the crew, pre-race.

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 After a handful of photos, we lined up and got ready to run!

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At the finish, we found each other again and opened up our color packets we were given at the start.

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Then we were REALLY covered in color.

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All in all, despite the fact that this race wasn’t quite a 5k (and also wasn’t timed), we had a great time! Sometimes when racing, it’s fun to remember that exercise doesn’t have to be awful, it can be a super-fun crazy morning of throwing colored corn starch at your beloved friends! And, the race was mostly uphill, so that must count for something, right?

Did anyone else do the color run? Is anyone in LA running a race soon?

A Thanksgiving 5K + My Siblings

Heading home for Thanksgiving this year, I forgot about the inevitable cold weather that’d greet me in Chicago. Luckily, on Thanksgiving Day it was 55 degrees, and we were enjoying the sunshine as we ran the Turkey Trot pre-meal.

Here is my family at the race – Dad, Jeff, Nikki and I ran, and Mom, Jon, and Kylah all walked. I ran the race in 37:12, my new personal best.

We came home to prepare for the feast, and while waiting for the turkey to be done, I snapped these shots of my siblings being ridiculous, aka themselves.

Nothing like being home to keep your spirit silly and your laugh fresh, chicks.

Today is our last day in Chicago, and I’m going to drink some coffee, hopefully participate in Local Saturday shopping, and enjoy these two and the rest of the family until I head back with Jeffrey to LaLa land.