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12 weeks to 40.  Yikes.  Working my plan and I will be where I want to be when 40 gets to me.  It is a tough plan but it is workable. 

Where did the time go?

Go Jill, go Jill! I made it to rest day of my 2nd week and so did my daughter. We have gotten all our workouts in and diet has been good for me. We are just trying to focus on healthy eating and exercise with her so it's been great. I wasn't sure how long she would last but today for her reward we are going to buy her some shoes. She has been running in her school shoes which were her basketball shoes(not high tops). They are probably okay but have already been washed several times and been around the playground a few hundred. Hopefully we can agree on the price and the color while still finding her a good running shoe.

I am getting myself a new pair of capri tights. My legs aren't what they used to be and I have enjoyed running in the pair of capri tights that I have. Seems to give me the coverage and the support I need right now. I would love a pair of the compression tights but can only imagine how that would be to get them on.

Today I am celebrating my long week at work and my exercise by relaxing on the porch with coffee in my favorite mug. There is a cool breeze and the temperature is perfect thanks for last night's storms. I started the sprinklers and pulled a few weeds. I have already made pancakes for the guys. Now I get a little me time on the porch before the demands of the day begin.

Except for the flu like feelings in my joints, I have really enjoyed the last few days of working out with my baby girl.




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My middle child will be a freshman this year so that means summer workouts for football. He has been kind enough this week to go extra early since we are short a driver due to my oldest being at camp. We live about 10 minutes away from the school in the country which makes it about 20 minutes of drive time. Yesterday's workout only lasted 20 minutes. I had gone out to the pasture to get my run in so I asked my husband to go pick him up when he finished. This worked out yesterday because my husband didn't have to go in to work until a little later. Last night due to a storm, my husband had to work most of the night so I knew I wouldn't be able to count on him for a ride for this morning.

I felt extra brave so I decided to park my car at the school and run in town, yes, where people could see me. I did an out and back run on a little town street. I had to jump to the side, otherwise known as a ditch to avoid some traffic. It was a little muddy due to the rain last night but not too bad. I was able to get almost back to the car when my son called for a ride. I had left the keys for him at the car so it worked out perfectly.

I am not sure I wil be brave enough to do that every day but I sure felt good about it today.

Rearranging my life, one child at a time. But he is worth it!

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This blog has a reoccurring theme but I can't apologize for that. It's where I am and it's what's happening to me. I am behind on fitness, health, and weight loss. I am stressed beyond belief. We are struggling as a family but we are still together and working. Lots of things have happened this year that have added to my stress but I know we are all going through something.

I am working on my life. I am working on my stress. I am working towards my goals. I know the path. I know what works. I know how to get there. Stick with me and you will see me make it.

Long slow running results in long slow running, right? Right. I am trying to add a little speed work to my plan. Wow, this morning it really kicked my tail. I don't know what it was but the combination of the heaters, the speed, and my fear may have contributed. I felt like I was back in high school being tortured by Coach Albertson. I LOVED IT. I moved from activity to activity knowing I was on the verge of losing my cookies, literally. It's been a long time since I have run 200 meter repeats, maybe since my freshman year of high school. I am already feeling it in my legs.

Now for those of you that may pay attention to the times of my posting. Yes, I am working out at strange hours. I am reading some information about insomnia and different ways you can utilize the time you would normally spend laying in bed tossing and turning. I will keep you updated on my progress. Supposedly it will make the actual time you spend in bed asleep a better quality of sleep. I am going to try to stick with the plan 3 weeks and see how it goes.

Have a great day. See you out there.


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The mountains are calling my name.  Everywhere I look I see pictures of runners in snow, runners on trails, runners in the mountains.  My instagram is full of beautiful running pictures.  My own scenery is dull, brown, and flat.  I need some mountains.  I need some green.  I need something beautiful in nature to see.  But I also need somewhere safe to be alone.  I need to be outside.  I love having my treadmill but I was looking around the garage/gym this morning and it was dull, flat, and boring.  My quest this week will be to find a safe alternative and incorporate a little more outdoors into my workout. 

Yesterday the kids were talking about how you could see through some peoples fences while others were solid.  It reminded me of my morning runs from years back.  I explained to the kids that the group had run enough mornings that we could almost tell our pace and time left by the sounds, sights, and smells of the morning.  If a certain man had already picked up his newspaper, we needed to pick up the pace.  If we were ahead of the trash trucks, we were clipping along.  We knew about people and they didn't even know we were paying attention to them.  We could smell coffee and laundry.  We could smell the doughnuts.  As creepy as it sounds, we could even see one man wake up, stretch, and then get out of bed.  If we passed by his house and the covers were already thrown back and the man gone from his room, we were really late.  I always thought we should have stopped to tell him he should change his curtains or his lamp.  Some mornings were lucky enough to come across another runner and her dog.  The runner had night blindness but still loved to run 5 or more miles everyday.  We would call out to her when we would see her so she would know it was us.  Her dog had always seen us long before we had seen them.  It was another wonderful sight on those rare days. 

I am alone now in my running.  I like the solitude but I would love to be able to say to someone, "Did you see that?"  I hope my friends are still on the road.  I will be back on the road soon.  Something is calling to me and it is telling me to step off the treadmill and look around.