Thursday, October 13, 2016

Khakis, YTT, Running.....HELLO!!!


I'm admitting it: I can't run well on my own. There, I said it.

I am terrible at pushing myself on the pavement. I like my comfortable pace, and I proudly show it. I'm not comfortable with my time or my progress.

I've registered for my first full marathon. April 30th, 2017. I've paid for it, I've told people about it, I'm doing it.

I have realized that I can fake my way through 13.1 miles, but I cannot fake my way through 26.2 miles. I HAVE to train. For real. Fo' realzies.

How does one 'train' like an 'athlete'? Running coaches. Or, for poor people like me, free apps designed by running coaches. My issue with this has always been that I have to show up, on a regular basis, on a schedule set by someone other than myself, and do what someone else tells me to do. I'm not an entitled millennial, I'm just a stubborn, know-it-all, 30-ish woman from the South. Yeah, you get it.

Ugh, running. Double ugh, running on a schedule. Do you know how long it takes to cleanse/condition/dry my hair? If you've followed along for long enough, you know I HATE doing this regularly. If I have to run almost every day, this equals a lot of hair issues. #naturallycurly #naturallylazy

So, here we are, week 4 of a 14 week half marathon plan, to get me ready for an 18 week full marathon plan. I showed up for 2 days of the 6 scheduled days on each of the first 3 weeks. I have done ONE day of the 6 scheduled days for week 4. It's Thursday (happy Khaki Thursday, btw). I have 3 days left in the week (one of which I will be in YTT for 10 hours. Ooh, more updates on that in a minute), and 2 run days schedules, so I have tonight, and tomorrow night to show up. Ugh.......

I'm showing up for 33% of my current schedule, and we're on easy street still! This means I'll make it through 8.73 miles of my full marathon at my current training rate, AND, I'll run that extremely slow.

Running is hard, but training to run is harder. It really is 90% mental, 10% physical; but you have to be 100% insane to do this for 'fun'.


We're finally here! I'm doing it!

My stomach is in knots. My back is in knots. My brain is in knots. No, not binds, nervous knots.

I applied for 200 hour YTT back in February, and was accepted! I start my 9 month training class THIS SATURDAY!

With running, and work, and life (#adulting), my home practice has been collecting dust. Oh, I'm still flexible, I can still rock a quick flow when I want, I'm getting much better at headstands, no, I still can't do the splits. But my daily devotion to it has slacked. So much so that I find myself laying on my mat looking at yoga poses on Insta rather than actually doing it.

Devotion: not something I've been strong at lately. Friends. Home repair. Gardening (#Cogarden2016). Bible study (#SundayChristian, this is something I'm not proud of, but I believe admitting our lack of devotion will encourage us to be better...I hope) Oh, and blogging. You know how bad I've been at that.

Anyway, I'm headed to my first 20 hours of YTT Saturday. I'm spending my time in between now and then stretching, running, stretching, foam rolling, and laying on the floor. I'm really good at savasana.

Thursday, July 28, 2016

Return of the Khaki Thursday

Hello Friends. It's been a while. I've had quite a life going on, and honestly, I have been selfishly enjoying it in privacy. It's not that I don't love you all, or that I don't want you to celebrate things with me. Sometimes it's simply good to focus on the real things around you, and step back from the digital journal world. We don't have to share everything. Heck, we don't have to share ANYTHING! ...but I like to.

You'll be pleased to know that I'm finally accomplishing some goals, I'm growing in both faith and self-worth, keeping active, and being a super person!

Maybe we can get reacquainted? Maybe I can crack that door open a little, and let you peek inside? Maybe we can share some triumphs, and some heartache, and a little advice, and a lot of love? I think so; how about you?

So take my hand, no, my other hand, there ya go. So, take my hand as we begin to walk through this life together again!

I'll brief you on some things today, so that you'll be familiar as we move forward.

I'm still employed, and as busy as ever. The Prell has come to visit a little while we split the command of one of the south offices.

I still live in my giant house, and it still needs a million dollar overhaul. I did 'finish' the downstairs bath though. By 'finish' I mean I don't want to do any more, everything functions, and there is a place to hang hand towels. Boom.

The dude and I are doing great! We're learning how to communicate, compromise, forgive, and let go. Divorce scars you more than you realize. When you have 2 divorced people, with very commanding personalities, it can easily become weapon for weapon when pride, emotion, and opinion get involved. God is leading us, because we are asking Him to lead us.

Co-garden 2016 is CRAY-ZAY. We have 18 watermelon babies on the vine. Pics to come.

Yoga: I start teacher training in October. I've been on my mat almost every day for quite some time. I'm working on splits, and arm balances. Forearm headstand is no longer elusive, it's part of my daily life. Progression is so satisfying.

You're probably wondering about running. Well, I'm getting back to it. I took a lot of time off. I was injured. I was lazy. I was not interested. It's 100+ outside everyday... Lots of reasons and some excuses. I'm not HRG, I'm not RER, but I'm still running around and doing all the things. 5k in Denver this September. Legs vs. Lungs. It will be a battle.

With that, I will leave you for today. I have many thoughts to organize. I am really excited to share again, but I don't think it will be daily as it used to be. We just have to be in our own world more than we are in the social world.

Peace and curls.

Monday, March 21, 2016

D-O for my B-O; back on the mat.

I'm on day 5 of trying Native natural deodorant.

Let's take a quick trip though my sweat.

I sweat. A lot. I sweat from my underarms, my back, my head, my forearms, my belly button, my tush, my kneecaps, the backs of my knees, my arches, and everywhere else that is covered in skin. I glisten, I glow, I gleam, I gush.

I've used Dove, Secret, Degree, Suave. Regular, sensitive, clinical, prescription.

Roll on, spray on, rub on.

Clear, solid, opaque, glittered, gel, liquid, and unicorn paste.

Nothing impedes it, it just keeps it from making people pass out when they get a whiff. "My, that river running down your spine sure smells fresh."

Over the last year my concern has shifted from slowing the flowing to focusing on what's getting absorbed, and the long term effects.

Recently I saw a study completed on natural antiperspirants and women. The top pick was Native. I've never heard of that and I live in Oklahoma. Everything is 'native' here. ...anyway.

Their website clearly states that they feel "your deodorant shouldn't be a chemistry experiment". I couldn't agree more. The link between aluminum and breast cancer is obvious to all of us except the deodorant companies. I'm no scientist, nor a doctor, but anything applied that close to a gland that seems to grow cancer easily...well, I've gotten a little worried. Thanks WebMD.

Native offers 3 scents: Unscented, Fresh and Clean, and Lavender and Rose. I chose the L/R because I use lavender in my hair gel. I like the scent and most other people do too.

What I've discovered so far about this antiperspirant:

1: It's tougher to put on than national brands. It has a tendancy to dislike moisture, so applying too soon after your shower won't work.
2: It can roll up easily, but you can rub it in easily too.
3:It has caused some redness. Either I'm allergic to it, or it's sensitivity because the product doesn't create a rub barrier as well as Dove. I predict the latter, as it doesn't itch.
4: I smell like a hippie. I had my hands under my arms (ala Mary Katherine Gallagher) at church yesterday because I was freezing. I noticed they smelled a bit like garlic, but hadn't cooked with garlic in days. It was my pits. My sweat mixed with the herbal DO made for a very 'free-spirit' scent. ...I may try the Fresh and Clean.

At this point, I'm not ready to give up on natural, but I know why so many people don't want to try it. I'm not willing to increase my chances of cancer just to smell nice, or have smooth underarms, but I'm going to have to do some more testing. I don't want to live for another 60 years smelling like a root veggie.

 Back on the mat

Oh this yoga journey. So inspired. So excited. So lazy.

I have not been practicing like I should be. You already knew that. If I'm not blogging, it's because I have nothing to share. No running, no stretching, no cooking. Boo.

For the past week though, I have been on the mat. Not a lot, but a little each day. I'm finding that morning yoga, although it feels best, is my least likely time to practice. I just don't want to get out of bed these days!

I don't know that I'll be able to get into YTT in October, but I darn well better be practiced enough.

Do yoga because you love your body, and for no other reason.

I'm making soup. Lots of soup. I need new ideas for soups. Crock-pot soups, pressure cooker soups, summer soups, veggie soups, soup bowl soups.

Lay it on me! What is your favorite kind to eat and make?

Have you tried natural deodorant? What is your favorite brand?

Are you working out? What has your inspiration been lately?


Thursday, February 04, 2016

Life lately, on the mat, stuff and things

Ugh......... how many days are there in a work week?

Between setting fires with my mind at work, and my inability to sleep again, the past few weeks have worn on me.

God help me, because I can't seem to help myself.
Mat Rat

I've been back on my mat this year. I'm hoping to attend YTT in October so I'm focusing on my practice.

Yoga is weird. I want to do it all day while I'm at the office, but early in the morning, and late in the evening I struggle to find the drive to get down and get yogi.

I'm currently working on toe taps thanks to my Ab'Asanas e-book from Morgan over at the_southern_yogi (check her out on insta!) I'm also working on crow pose. I am dying to get deep into inversions but I need to learn good balance first. Check out my video clip on Instagram here where I didn't do so well a few nights ago. Meh, you gotta laugh at yourself.
Did I ever show you my new mat? Here it is! eKO lite by Manduka. Hands down (pun intended) best yoga mats on the market. I do slide a little, but unless my hands are super glued to the floor, I probably always will. 
Jesus take the lesson plan

In other news, I'm starting a new Sunday School class this Sunday. Let me rephrase that, I'm going to teach a new Sunday School class this Sunday. Let me rephrase THAT, I'm going to attempt to lead a new Sunday School class this Sunday. ...whew. The Lord will need to be in full-on 'go' mode in order to get this wild child through it. Prayers are appreciated, mandatory, and required from all of you. Thank you!
Essential life

Here is a photo dump of just a snippet of my life over the past few months since I've been breaking from blogging. I've been focusing on the fact that I don't focus on things well. So I've taken time to be in my life a little more, and out here on the line a little less. Suck it up readers, you've survived.

This girl was my other half from 2nd grade until the last quarter of our senior year. She disappeared one day (not literally, there was no man hunt) and I haven't seen her in 14 years and 9 months. She walked through the front door of my brothers house last weekend and my heart exploded. Thank you God for keeping her safe and returning her to her owner. #friendsday

A nice afternoon making new friends, learning new things, and loving life.

How is it possible that even my shadow has the thickest legs of the bunch? Geez.

In case you can't tell, you have a cellphone camera and a 9mm pointed at you.

I ran 7.31 miles 2 weeks ago at the inaugural Trooper Dees Memorial Run. My time was dismal, my feet were heavy, my lungs were burning, but my effort was maxed, and I'm amazing.

There has been a little food here and there. The dude and I are a bit hipster sometimes, ...or maybe more scavenger/lazy....

  Who else can say they have an XYZ post and mean it?

Xena: Warrior Princess is on Netflix...gah!

My mom got 3 Yeti tumblers for Christmas and gave me one. I'm not complaining.

I love zuppa toscana from Olive Garden so I made my own. Sister o'dude inspired me to get after it...I ate too much, and I will do it again.


 Do you use the Beauty Mode filter on your phone camera? I've used it A LOT, but didn't notice until now what it's really doing to my pictures. I knew it was smoothing skin and edges, but it's erasing all of my freckles! Those are BEAUTIFUL! I don't want those washed away. If only it would do what I want and smooth out my overbite... stupid technology.

I'm pretty like a bird, just the way I am.


I don't believe that tacos are a gateway food. It's just not true. I can stop any time I want.


How are you lately?
Did you make resolutions? How many have you already given up on?

Monday, January 18, 2016

The need to feel valuable

Inequity. The dictionary defines inequity as a lack of fairness, or to be unequal. While most people find fault in themselves based on a standard set by others, I find my 'faults' to be more of inequities; measured against my own standards that likely cannot be achieved.

For years you've read about my goals, my failures, and my stick-to-it-iveness. Under it all, I am 100% failure, and 100% lack of assurance.

This isn't an attempt to get your positive comments, or your support, or your 'you're beautiful, you're smart, you're "insert compliment here"'. No. This is a public expression of my realization that I place too much of my personal value in what I think others think of me. Not what they think of me, but what 'I THINK' they think of me. Have you ever seen the depiction of the man brain vs. the woman brain where ours looks like a bowl of spaghetti? Yeah, that's pretty accurate.

Many of my 'inequities' are shallow. Hair, body image, style, wit, and the like. Things I'm sure someone in my life envies, whether I know it or not. You and I both know that even when that someone tells you how much they wish they had your this, or your that, it doesn't make you appreciate that YOU have it.

Those aside, I do have real self-esteem issues that are deeper, and more important. Intelligence, creativeness, love, and devotion (to anything).

Where do we get the idea that who we are, and what we accomplish, isn't enough? It isn't enough for whom? God says we ARE enough. You want to talk about a standard we can't reach, let's look at Jesus. He died for everyone, forever, ever in the history of ever, before you and I were even here. I can't even remember most people's birthdays, and I have Facebook to remind me. There is no way I could die for the entire population of always-til-the-end-of-time, and do it with grace.

My hair embarrasses me.  My thighs are jiggly. My calves are too big for most boots. My bank account balance is so far from impressive. (If it impresses you, it's only because it's impressive how I can float by on pennies so consistently). My IQ isn't getting me into Yale. My house isn't getting me on HGTV unless it's one of those rescue shows. I'm not a Boston qualifier. My blog has ONE follower (of whom I am extremely thankful for) in the 11 years I've been writing.

I am not impressive.

I am something. I don't know what it is, but I am something. Oh sure, I could list a bunch of things I'm good at, or have done. This, however, is about a deeper desire to feel valuable. To feel necessary. To feel good. Actually, really, securely, wonderfully, totally good.

That can only come from God. Only He can show me how loved I am. My friends can tell me I'm a good friend. My parents can tell me how smart I am. I can be needed by someone, and share love and life with them. But to really fill that hole in me, I need God and His approval.

My primary love language is words of affirmation. Whether the world delivers that or not, I need it from God first and foremost. His Word of affirmation in my heart. In my soul.

By steadfast love and faithfulness, inequity is atoned for. Proverbs 116:6 ESV.

I read this and it opens another can of worms. '...atoned for'. I'm spending so much time worrying about my inequities and how they make me feel, I forget that I have to atone for the real inequities. ....and therein lies another inequity. I can't make up for my inequities on my own. Self-esteem crashes again.

Let's dedicate time this year to seeking deeper relations with our Lord. Let's shake off the worries of this life, and focus on the real goal.

Also, let's figure out how to make my hair look great without having that homemade hippie gel flake everywhere. It's really killing my confidence these days.

Tuesday, December 29, 2015

Doing all the things Tuesday

Oh, how exciting a new, or renewed, journey can be! We've talked about it. We've procrastinated. We've made excuses. We've overslept, and laid on the couch.

We. Are. Ready.

It's yoga time!

See how far I have fallen. Watch how far I will rise.

Flexibility is at an all time low. This is good though, it works as motivation. I'm teaming up with Yoga by Candace on her 31 day challenge. I've restarted the November challenge she issued, but she is starting a new challenge per her Instagram today. Eep! I chose Ardha Baddha Paschimottanasana, or, half bound lotus west extension for us Okies.

This is how I should look, and at one time, I did. Journey. It's a journey.

Hop over to her Instagram, YouTube, or website to check it out for yourself. I'm in no way affiliated, just motivated and inspired. That's why I'm here, to share mine and help yours.
Last night was double date night! We went with a couple that he knows semi-well, and I was excited to get to know better. How do adults get to know one another? Well, burgers, fries, and laser tag, DUH! I lasered so many kids.... It was a laser-cre. Mwahahaha!

Jalapeno baja burger and rosemaryEVOO fries from SmashBurger gave us fuel, and we later wound down with a few arcade games and free soda at the casino. Ya know, adults have to be thrifty too.


the Limited provided a nice sweater selection this year. Today's wearable is my new fave. I have stayed away from long, free-flowing shirts for a while, as I feel they make me look overweight and/or preggo. Meh, I've stopped caring about that idea. Mmmmm....asymmetrical buttons, so wonderful.


 Santa (aka, runningCurl) made a splash with my family this year. All the nieces and the one nephew (of my OK fam) got many, many autie gifts. A few other select members received tokens of my thoughts.

Splash is accurate. Did you see how much rain NEOK got? When they say 'take the high road' they really mean it around there.

I found this lavender infused soda at Eatzies. Um...yes please. More!!

Accurate weather map for NEOK on Dec 26 - 27. 78 degrees, then a few tornadoes, flooding, 40 degrees with 60mph wind, then 26 degrees with sleet, and finally, 2 earthquakes on Tuesday. Some people really do have it all.....


Thursday, December 17, 2015

Tradition? Schmadrition.

It's Thursday, who's wearing khakis???? NOT ME!!!!

Black skirt, black tights, black shooties....looooooong jacket. Yeah.

Haha! I know Prell got that.

I have a monster bruise on my leg, so no bare skin today. That doesn't mean I couldn't wear long khakis, but I've grown tired of the few I have.

Today at lunch I discovered a package on my front porch. What is it?!

(drumroll please......................)


I know....I'm turning into one of 'those' people. But, think about it. I've tried a bunch of new things in 2015, just for fun. I didn't continue Blue Apron, but I did try it. I've tried new foods, but didn't necessarily keep eating them. I've tried new fitness options, but may have backslid to my old ways. I Hulu and Netflix instead of DishNetwork. I even bought a tablet, but I only use it for blogging and movies. I'm trying to try things, but that doesn't mean I'm staying on the bandwagon.

I didn't open it yet, because I love anticipation. Tonight we'll see what my 'stylist' sent me, and I'll have a report for you soon.

In the mean time, we're hoping for above freezing temps in the morning so I can walk at the track.
I'm hoping for good luck on my crochet and craft projects tonight.

Also, prayer is so powerful. I know you know that, and you know I know that, but we all know that we forget. When we really believe in our heart that we are talking directly to God, He hears it, and if it is part of His plan for us, He'll deliver. If He says yes it's a yes, and if He says no it's a yes. We just have to believe.

Proverbs 16:6

xoxo, until tomorrow!