spring has sprung

Enjoyed a weekend of fantastic weather and fellowship with family and friends. Caught up with a dear high school friend, Hollie, and her little family on Saturday. Who would have ever imagined two Texas girls who have fallen into the grasp of Oklahoma’s arms?

Started the weekend off with a Saturday morning run with my training group. I was so eager to return to my training after my week’s hiatus of running. So, I had 12 miles on the menu. Woke up and started my morning with a hot coffee and fresh scrambled eggs. I guess I am going to have to start getting used to the warmer days ahead. Even after the thunderstorm that had passed through the night before, Saturday morning welcomed us with a springy 60 degrees.

My run started off UH-MAZ-ING. I was just thrilled to be back on my running game. I even got to break in my new shoes. My Achilles was feeling great for the first 2 miles, and then it started to hurt- the same type of pain I was having a week ago. I said and prayer, and kept running. It didn’t give me any more problems during the remainder of my run, but I made sure to stop at every water stop just to rest it a bit. I finished my 12.25 mile run, and headed to the gym.

Saturday was an upper body at the gym. I have officially completed 1 unassisted pull-up! To complete a pull-up has been a goal of mine for years running, but never took the time to put in the work for it. After weeks and weeks of pull-up negatives, weighted pull-ups, assisted pull-ups, wide grip pull-up, narrow grip pull-ups, and any pull-up under the sun you can think of, I FINALLY can complete 1 pull-up on my own.

OH Press- Look a those biceps :)

OH Press- Look those shoulders and back 🙂

I will also be interviewed on NPR this week on Zobra Paster’s, On Your Health. I will let you all know when it airs.

Since I spent most of the week resting my leg, I did mostly lifting and resting this week. Plan on making a call to the doctor tomorrow. I will keep you all posted.

Week 12-

March 30- 12.25 mile run

Week 12 mileage total- 12.25 mile run

March total mileage: 84.81 miles

one paycheck away

I recently heard a story on NPR about a homeless couple. The story was actually about the deteriorating health and life expectancy of the homeless. But, they focused on one couple in general. Tony and Andrea. The story begins with Tony getting really angry and yelling at a man in a car staring at them on a corner. Tony yells, “We’re homeless.” Which I’m sure anyone would be able to tell by just looking at them. But, the next thing he said really sent chills down my spine. Tony continued, “You’re one paycheck away,” he says. “That’s all they are. And they don’t understand. That’s all it was for us.”

20130315-185208.jpg Kainaz Amaria/NPR

Many times I find myself in the position of the guy in the car staring. Then sometimes, I find myself looking away, thinking, “if I don’t look, then they won’t bother me.” A few times I’ve scavenged around in my car for something worth giving without it seeming too measly (Beggars can’t be choosers, right?) But, I’ve never stopped to really, truly understand these are people. Real people. People in which life handled them lemons, but no pitcher. Yeah, yeah. You hear the stories about people that “make a living” off panhandling. But, if you really stop to think about it, someone willing to swallow their pride, stand on a corner and ask for help. I wouldn’t call that “living.” I don’t know about you. I’m starting to believe people ask for money, because more and more people would give that over their time. We fix the symptom, not the problem.

If you lost your job today, what would happen to you tomorrow? Maybe, 24 hours wouldn’t make or break you. For an average American, who is being truly honest with their self, that may break you. Most people have debt stacked over their heads, no savings, and have spent today’s paycheck before it even hit the bank. In a case such as Tony, he spent everything he had helping his mother until it finally ran out.

This is not a political statement! This is about compassion. I get that we cannot help everyone, but you can help someone. A little compassion on a man who has fallen down goes a long way. I’m a firm believer that giving changes YOU. Whether it be time, money, food, clothes, knowledge, etc. Give a little this weekend!