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Packing and moving takes a lot of time, so I’m completely failing at regular workouts lately. Instead, I’m going back to some tried and true short interval workouts or quicker yoga sessions focusing on shoulder and core strength. Those, plus my daily walk to work, has to be enough right now.

And you what?

It is enough. Back to my oldie favorite motto: This is about the journey, not just the destination. Every journey has slow periods or rest periods. We need to move, get settled and survive the holiday season; then I can take full advantage of the small fitness room (with a treadmill!) at our new apartment and start January strong. I’m quite excited about steady running through the winter now that I won’t be limited to only outside.

Be brave enough to work hard and go after your goals; also be brave enough to step back when life requires. Happy Monday!

 

What times have you stopped, limited or changed your training?


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I can finally talk about it. We are officially leaving Missouri and heading east!

We each came to Missouri, Jon from Ohio and me from New York, for college. Then work. Then graduate school. And another job. During that time, I’ve been a couple of plane flights away from my family and Jon has a 12–hour drive to his family. It’s not easy getting back for holidays or important events, much less just a weekend visit.

And so, 10 years later, we’re moving closer.

We’ll cut the trip to his parents in half and we’ll be an easy bus or train to my brother and sister-in-law in NYC, plus a ton closer to more of my family in Upstate NY.

Still, the D.C. area isn’t the most convenient if the only reason we’re moving is for family. Except that I love D.C. I loved it when I went to a conference in college. The city simply spoke to me, you know? Then I did my master’s thesis back there; I wanted to see if I enjoyed living there as much as visiting. The answer was a big yes. Plus, my goal all along has been to work in the non–profit sector; D.C. is kind of a good place for that.

But we weren’t ready to move yet. Jon was still working on his master’s and I got a job at Mizzou that I’ve enjoyed the past two years. We still have great friends that are basically family just a couple of hours away. And until last year, I still had two brothers and s-i-l here. Missouri is where we grew into adulthood and it is home.

When a posting for a communication coordinator at the small D.C. non–profit came to my attention, I sat on it a few days before deciding to apply. I scoured their website. I noticed they were also hiring a development director… but didn’t see any staff currently listed on those two positions. During the initial phone interview, I confirmed that both were new positions. I could be in a place with a new commitment to outreach and fundraising and communication, and be a key staff member in building those strategies from the ground up. It was intriguing.

Then followed a group Skype interview and a whirlwind trip to D.C. After every conversation and lots of emails, I kept telling Jon that this just felt right. And obviously, I was offered and have accepted the position. It’s an exciting new step in my career and just happens to be in my favorite city. Well, like a block across the line in Maryland and we’ve confirmed an apartment close by.

I’m sad to leave our friends; I’m sad to leave our neighborhood where we love living; I’m sad to leave the low cost-of-living; I’m sad to leave the “Mizzou family” (working at a major university is quite fun). On a somewhat selfish note, I’m sad to leave a corporate setting with top equipment and computers. The non–profit sector is a bit different. 🙂

Iconic Mizzou: the columns and Jesse Hall.

The timing for this move isn’t the greatest – but for the right position, we’ve made the timing work. So! The next month (well, nearly 2 months) will be crazy. We move the second week of December, I start my new job, and then it’s Christmas! Beginning January we can start settling into a new city and new routines. I  know there are lots of runners in the D.C. area; I’ll need new routes!

 


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Friends, this is primarily a running blog. Since I’ve run, oh, 5 or 6 times in the last month and a half, I decided to do a post dedicated to my weekend run.

I went to my neighborhood park rather than the trail that is my typical weekend long run destination. True long runs aren’t my thing just now. I can’t afford a couple of hours out of my weekend – Because guess what?? We’re moving! More on that later. – but I can go out for a solid run.

I had no time or distance goals. My body and soul were just aching for a run so I went. And I felt great! I completed 4.5 miles in 49:21 (10:58 pace). This is perfectly in range of an easy run for my slow–runner–self. The weather was perfect, the park was beautiful and I even did 2 laps of the hillier loop.

So actually, about hills. I think my legs love running hills but my lungs hate it. I could run hills all day long if my breathing would keep up. Probably this means I need to run them more, yes? Hm yes, ok.

Here’s what I re–remembered about running:

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  1. Stress relief!
    So about moving. Like, half cross–country moving. And searching for an apartment from 950 miles away. Or how about the entire job interviewing process. (Again, I’ll spill all the details in my next post). Running helps to, quite literally in my imagination, shake all that stuff off. Sweat it out!
  2. Being outside.
    I walk to work nearly every day so I get my dose of outside-ness, but it’s not the same joy as a run. I’m not sure about the whole “runner’s high” deal but I am sure about “runner’s joy” or runner’s peace” or “runner’s say-hi-to-everyone-I-pass-because-life-is-now-awesome.”
  3. The soreness.
    Yes, I’ve missed the tight calves and sore hip flexors. The soreness that says “oh yeah, my legs are totally rad and carried me through that great run.” Not the soreness that makes me want to temporarily numb entire portions of my body, though that is part of distance running, but the gentle nudge that says I need another run when it goes away.
  4. Blog posts!
    I think there’s this runner’s syndrome that makes us want to talk about every single detail of every single run. Because running is hard and we want to be congratulated and we want to share in the experience with other people. Unfortunately, our house–mates or office–mates or family– and friend–mates don’t actually want to hear about all that over and over again.Internet to the rescue! Thank you blogosphere, Instagram, Twitter and Daily Mile for indulging my neurotic desire to thought–dump all the details and for giving me a pass when the runs and the blog posts are on holiday.

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So there you have it: a running blog post! Happy running and yoga–ing and enjoying any last hurrah of fall!

 

What is you favorite non–running thing about running?


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I am not afraid of silence. Quiet settles me. I am at peace in stillness.

I’ve been a horrible blogger lately. Really, I’ve been pretty poor at social media as a whole the last couple weeks. The online world is fast and noisy and comes with various pressures. I’ve needed a digital break.

Truthfully, it’s because this is a personal blog, and some big things have been in the works that I can’t yet talk about. It has made life quite busy and a bit stressful lately, so I haven’t even been running all that often. Yoga has been my saving grace, a place to settle and breathe and calm all the thoughts and plans flying around and work out any tension on the mat.

This has been a beautiful fall here in Missouri, as well, and we’ve taken advantage with several long bike rides. I know it’s not October anymore… but I just love October and am not ready to say goodbye. There is some fall left in this season and I’m holding on to it!

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Do you ever need an online vacation?
This is the first time I’ve really felt the need, so it’s a bit strange.


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