After 15 years of running, I have learned quite few facts about my running habits. The first, I’m not a morning runner unless I’m doing two a days or the heat is unbearable. Secondly, I will succumb to work fatigue. The solution was right in front of me, run at lunch.
But I had one big concern: without a shower at work, I don’t want to smell.
After searching Amazon and the web, I came up with my post run survival kit that will keep me fresh and clean.
So what is in this magical kit? Let me tell you:
Action Wipes: These are almost as good as a shower. One wipe can clean all 5’1 of me. They are so good, I sometimes forget I haven’t taken a shower.
Deodorant: I have so many tiny deodorants from multiple race packets.
Back-up make-up: You know you have, the eyeliner that isn’t your favorite color or the blush that just has bit more left. Throw it in a bag in case you need touch-up. Or go bare face, you are who you are with or without mascara.
Hair supplies: I bring bobbie pins, hair ties and sometimes a headband. A messy bun can look chic and a power pony can always work.
This kit has saved me in other situations too including sudden downpours. I have also found that after a lunch time run, I’m more productive and a bit more focused.
So tell me, what else would you put in your post run survival kit?
Cultural norms define that the start of year is the perfect time to start on new goals. It is the reason that gyms advertise and cut prices at the start of the year. It is why suddenly, you can’t seem to find a treadmill or a bench to work-out on. Now, that we are in the middle of January, the gyms have emptied and the trails are clear. Many have given up on their resolutions.
Maybe I can answer this question. I never made a formal list of resolutions but in my mind, I had a few that I wanted to accomplish and I already have broken in the first few weeks of the new year:
Less Sugar– I am a sugar addict, I can’t just eat one cookie or one piece of candy. Within a week of coming back from vacation to work, I had already broken down and had basically eaten all the sugar within sight.
Less Caffeine- I have reached the point where I need 2 cups of coffee in the morning to get going-one at home and one at work-typically before 9 a.m. My plan was to cut down to one a day but again halfway through the work week-I needed the caffeine crutch.
Less Beer- My plan was to only drink at beer chasers (a drinking group with a running problem) but I drink socially ( a six pack of beer will sit in my fridge for a good 3 months without being touched) and thus when I have 3-4 social events in a week I got way off track.
Weight work 3x a week- Mostly, this one I just never started.
Now, I could just give up completely on these goals or I can rally. The issue I have with New year’s resolutions is that they set the arbitrary date to start a new goal and if you haven’t made progress towards within the first month-well it feels like you failed. Earlier this week, I was listening to a podcast and they made a good point-you don’t have to wait until the new year to start a new goal. I’m taking it one step further, you can restart on your goals everyday. Just because you fail one day, doesn’t mean you need to give up.
So why do people give up so quickly? I would suggest it is cultural norms equating one misstep as failure.
The atmosphere on race day is something everyone should experience. There is a such a sense of excitement, and nervousness felt from every runner. Not to mention the sense of enjoyment from being part of such an awesome running community. I feel like us runners are an elite group of people who understand one another. I love when I am running a race and I get the encouragement from other runners I don’t even know when circling back on a course. The simple head nod, high five or thumbs up really makes a difference.
But two weeks ago I really got an idea of what racing and running was all about. At the starting line of a race I was looking around at my fellow racers. Sometimes I like to people watch but mostly I was sizing up my competition. I spotted an elderly man getting ready to run with his dog. His dog looked about as old as him. We made eye contact, I smiled, and turned back to my friend. A few seconds later he taped me on my shoulder and inquired about my shirt. I was wearing a race shirt from the year prior and he was curious if I had ran the race or if I was apart of the running group that organized it. He said that he usually puts on that event but decided to give it to someone else this year because he wanted to run it instead. He just turned 70 and has a goal to run 70 races this year. That day was already race number 31 for him. He was running around 2-3 races a week. His dog, Griffin, runs every race animals are allowed and can run up to 10 miles with his owner. We continued to talk about the different races we each were going to do this year and our goals for times. I am so excited to see him at every race and cheer him on when he crosses the finish line. One day I hope to challenge myself to something of that magnitude at the age of 70. Running and racing is a great sense of competitiveness and accomplishment, but when you really get down to the bottom of it, it is a feeling of being alive. My new friend, Dr. Mike, has shown me that. So inspiring!
While going around to the various road races this summer, I found something very interesting to me. That was the stories of how people begin. Many of us know that sometimes starting new things can be hard not only physically, but mentally. Making something a habit is not easy. The best way that I have found to do this is to hold myself accountable for my goal. This is usually by sticking some sort of reminder right out in front of my face. That is how we came up with Purpose Sticks collection.
Basically you take which ever Purpose Sticks that meets your goal, say 13.1 you put it on your calendar, insert it in the edge of your mirror or any other crazy place that you sit and stare at. Then when you feel very unmotivated you’ll be forced notice your goal, and you’ll remember why it is you started. This will hold you accountable for your goal. Then when you meet this goal of yours, you take the sticker and slap it on your car, your water bottle or whatever else and you proudly show off your accomplishment.
Ideas of where to post it for motivation maximization:
On your office calendar
Prop it up on your lap top
Outside a cupboard door
Anywhere you look every day
Ideas of where to sport it once you’ve met your goal:
Your shirt for the day (they don’t go through the wash well) J
I’m inspired by night runs, by thunder storms and sheets of torrid rain. I’m inspired by runs so hot the sweat melts off your skin before it can drop to the ground. I’m inspired by deep snow, by icy sleet and solitary distances that stretch out endlessly. I’m inspired by draining workouts and long runs, burning lungs and blood pounding in your ears. I’m inspired by the chase, by the edge, the unquenchable urge for speed and distance. I’m inspired by hardcore effort that dredges your body of every last reserve of strength, distilling your body down to the purest essence of your desire.
I’m spurred on by pain, when it burns the most and all you want to do is make it hurt more. I’m driven by competition, by the overwhelming need to be the best, to win. I’m inspired by anyone who wasn’t afraid to try. I’m inspired by limits, by potential, by success. But I’m also inspired by failure. I’m inspired by defeat, when you’re knocked down again and again but you get back up to fight some more. I’m inspired by anyone who has ever made a come-back. I’m inspired by insurmountable odds and the looming threat of impossibility. I’m inspired by gut wrenching disappointment that spawns all-consuming passion. I’m inspired by unwavering, unfathomable, incomprehensible faith in a single long-shot dream. I’m inspired by the journey; getting there the long way and enjoying every sorrow and triumph along the way. I’m a runner, and I’m inspired by the run.
Not how I wanted to end up today, icing the knee and watching HGTV. I slipped out of the shower this morning and banged my knee pretty hard. I knew about a mile into today's run that my 10 miler was not going to happen. Y'all let me tell you something, trying to work, move into a new house and run has not been easy. I'm not handling it as gracefully as I thought I would. Luckily, I have a great husband and supportive friends. If you need me, I'm hanging out on the couch eating a chocolate Easter bunny..…