My first "race" of the season was the Warrior Dash. It. Was. Awesome. I put race in quotations because I did not look at it as competitively as I should have. My good friend and super fit badass, Ryanne, did the race with me, and she pushed my lazy butt through two thirds of the race. I was thinking "fun run" while she was thinking "military qualification test." The dash was alot harder and muddier than I was expecting, but that's why I loved it in the end. I had a super huge feeling of accomplishment when it was over.
We look good even AFTER 49 minutes of mud, swimming, climbing, jumping,
running, fire leaping, and dead fish.
I was cleaning mud out of my ears for a week.
My shoes were white and purple at the beginning of the race.
Best part: Turkey leg, free beer, and live music at the end. Note to anyone interested in this next year: not an especially child friendly environment. As much as I wanted my kids to see me jumping over the fire pit, they would of been hot and bored all day.
Next up on the agenda: Tinman. I have been working out hard to do well at this race. It is a hometown classic and my husband always has very good results at this race, so I feel a lot of pressure to not tarnish the family legacy. I certainly don't expect to place, but I would like to improve on my personal best (from the one other triathlon I've ever done in my life). My secret weapon?
My beautiful, sweet Kinvaras. I love them. I have knocked four minutes off of my 5k, probably mostly because I love to run in these shoes so much. They look fast, which is super important (seriously, ask my neon shoe loving Hubs). Secondly they have thinner soles which have allowed me to feel how I push off. I can focus on pushing off with my toes instead of shuffling with my whole foot. It was like a revelation when I felt the difference.
I'm also spending hours on the bike trainer. Not so much because I am THAT dedicated, but really because I've found a new favorite show on Netflix that I look forward to catching up on during nap time. The United States of Tara. I love that show so much right now. I was expecting something a little raunchier since it was on Showtime, but really it is not too bad. Tara, an Overland Park housewife, and her dysfunctional but lovable family, are learning to deal with her multiple personality disorder now that she has decided to go off her meds. Strangely enough, I totally relate to Tara and her family, except for the personality disorder.
I highly recommend the show for it's characters and plot lines, but the references to the Kansas City area are a super bonus.
On the home front, I have stuck with the dinner plan for a whole year and a half now, and I have to say, I am seeing serious improvement. Four nights a week, I make a real dinner and expect each child to at least taste it. If someone refuses even a taste (usually Macy) then they spend the remainder of the evening in their room. Macy usually comes down after a half hour or so and chokes down a minuscule bite of whatever so she can rejoin the family for the night. Her palate definitely has room for improvement. Jackson Henry, on the other hand, has expanded his tastes by leaps and bounds. He even comments on how mature he is getting because he eats "grown-up" healthy food. There are some dinners where he eats a fair amount of everything on his plate (meat, veggies, etc.). He is still highly motivated by dessert, but the boy can stand a few extra calories, so I'm okay with it. He even wrote in his Mother's Day card that he loves his mom because she makes him healthy dinners! His growth is what gives me patience through Macy's anti-food phase, because he too used to refuse everything. All I can say is sticking to your guns works, sometimes it just takes over 500 days of trying. I am thankful I never gave up.
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