Picking up where I left off (recapping 2013) …
It looks like I did a bunch of running despite the heat.
We bought fancy watches and got a super discount because of a website glitch (that I felt really badly about).
Jon went to Guatemala for nearly 2 weeks and came home super sick.
5k #4 happened. Fireball. July 3 around 9pm.
I took the pictures below on July 5 and said: Having largely detested this sort of thing for the first 32 years of my life, I still can’t believe I look forward to it now. #RunKNOX
It was probably 90 degrees. I’m sitting here now amazed at my motivation.
We went on vacation (Tybee Island, GA) and took Jon’s child #4. His mom met us down there.
We tried to run each day to keep up with our running schedule and because his child #4 had a rigorous training schedule to prepare for her (college) freshman year of soccer, but it was too humid down there for me.
I fell pretty hard on one of my attempts to run early in the vacation, too, and banged up my leg (and still have scars on my hands).
It was a good trip, though.
I even kayaked without dying.
I ran 5 miles for the first time once we got home.
And then did it again 1 week later with a goal of completing it in under an hour.
I also had my first colonoscopy.
And it appears I was doing pretty well balancing indulgences.
5k #5 happened on August 3. Hotter ‘n Hell was the name. It was.
I ran 6 miles for the first time. Slowly but surely.
We celebrated Jon’s child #4 leaving for college.
I turned 33.
My mom came into town to celebrate.
At the very end of the month (Labor Day weekend), Jon and I went to Charleston, SC.
We ate a bunch of good food, saw a bunch of stuff and mostly just had fun hanging out together.
(The afternoon on the tiny submarine was the best part.)
September appears to have been pretty laid back.
We had friends over a few times.
Kept running (6M for me before this picture, 8M for him).
We celebrated Jon’s 45th birthday with a quick lunch at a small restaurant in Oak Ridge near his office.
I made a homemade german chocolate cake for him, as usual.
My caption on this picture netted a couple hundred views on flickr very quickly: Home from an 8 mile run with bloody nipples, but birthday cake!
I was surprised and confused until I considered the nipples part.
I prepared to spend October doing a Whole 30 challenge by cleaning out my junk …
And restocking …
And cooking …
We brought her home on October 11.
She was so tiny!
And so sick.
I ran a 15k for the first time. CrossKnox.
We took a day off together during the week just because … and went out to breakfast.
Had a lot of fun on Halloween.
We went to Nashville to support a friend as she ran her first marathon. Jon wound up running the last 12 miles with her, which was a distance PR.
Molly grew freakishly quickly as her health improved.
5K # 6 happened. Turkey trot in McDonough, GA with Molly. She hung in there pretty well.
We celebrated Thanksgiving in GA with Jon’s family.
We ran a (very cold) 10k for the first time at the end of the month (just after Thanksgiving).
They placed in their age groups.
Molly kept growing.
I ran 5k #7. Santa Hustle.
Jon, however, ran his first half marathon!
We traveled to West TN the week before Christmas to see my family.
Molly was scheduled to be spayed as soon as we returned.
Jon and I were both off work the entire Christmas week, so we spent it pretty much exclusively on the couch being lazy.
He rallied, though, to make breakfast Christmas morning before we took the kids to the movies and out to dinner.
We were asleep at midnight when the new year began, but we started 2014 pretty well …
What’s to come?
This is the year of recommitment to (physical and mental) health.
Very generally, we want to refocus and go back to the 2008 days when we began becoming healthier people. We’re not necessarily unhealthy now – just ready to more tightly string together the skills we’ve been practicing (i.e., running, reducing stress, etc.).
Jon is planning to lose 20 pounds and wants to run his next half in March under 2 hours.
I just want to be able to run my first half without absolute misery. I’d like to lose about 15 pounds, too, but I’m not going to go crazy to do it. Most importantly, I’m going to focus on the emotional/mental aspects of all of this and get some things under control. I’m still contemplating and determining exactly what that’s going to mean/look like.
I had planned to maybe have a tummy tuck or lower body lift at the end of 2013, but I obviously didn’t do it. I thought about it for months after my initial consultation and changed my mind. I’m not ruling it out forever – it’s just not the right time for many reasons (one being I’m scared to die, another being I’d rather spend $20k on other things and another being I’d rather find some more peace with my body as it is).
We’re planning to take a big trip in June. Iceland and Scotland are the contenders.
I’m (hopefully) going back to school. I have a PhD program in mind that I’d like to attend and am hoping to start receiving acceptance letters/offers this month. I will have completed all of the hours and supervision required to obtain my independent clinical license (LCSW) by mid-late summer and hope to pass the exam and get all of that done before starting classes in August. I don’t know yet how this will change our day-to-day lives, but it will, of course. It will be a pretty significant career change for me, but this has been the rough plan for a while. Just wanted the clinical training/experience first.
The bigger news?
We moved Jon’s child #3 out of her apartment and into our basement yesterday. She’s a little over 12 weeks pregnant, so it looks like we’ll have a baby living here, too, by mid July – meaning Jon will be a GRANDFATHER. We’re still processing (though we’ve known since very early November).
So. The 2014 plan: refocus on health, keep running, start a PhD program, baby-proof the house.
Sounds like the year of no stress/intentional change is officially over, huh?