Monday, July 4th:
I have been preparing for the marathon since I was even thinking about the marathon, so training started the day I registered, but this was the first official journaling day of my training. I'm calling this officially Week One. The Fourth of July is probably my favorite holiday of the year (sorry, Jesus). It feels great to have Independence and celebrate our liberties and freedom with family and friends. I wanted to run during the fireworks display in town, but I was having such a good time with friends that I decided my fellowship w/ them was more important than getting a run in for the day. While making this decision, I decided that if I wasn't going to run then I would pass on our friends' famous bread pudding (maybe next year, Uncle Mike :)
Tuesday, July 5th: Long Spin.
I love to make it pour sweat in the gym. I love being hot and sweaty. I raise my water bottle and say cheers to a functioning body that can exhaust the heat that I make in the gym.
Wednesday, July 6th: 3 Mile Run w/ the Obamas.
There was a pretty black couple in the gym so I pretend play in the gym and ran my heart out as if I was running for the Obamas. It made my run fun, and I felt great after I was finished running. All my endorphins were pumping, and I love the feeling of the Runner's High.
Thursday, July 7th: 20 Min. On Road Bike and 45 min. Spin Class.
I had sweat dripping from my head to my toes, and it was awesome.
Friday, July 8th: 30 Min. Recline Bike.
I woke up sore this morning from sleeping too much on my left side. This placed undue stress and pressure on my left knee, and it was very swollen and sore this day. I feel the best thing for me to do is to listen to my body. My heart wants to begin training w/ full force, but I am learning to pace myself. I have to remind myself of my limits and boundaries... Something I didn't do in my twenties. If I had pain during a run when I was in my twenties, I would run through my pain. As I have approached my thirties, I have learned to be more cautious and careful w/ my runs. I wish I wasn't in pain, but I am thankful that I am listening to my knee and ankle.
Saturday, July 9th: Rest Day.
Sunday, July 10th: 20 Min. on Eliptical and Weight Training.
I watched the US Women's World Cup and this day has become a point of motivation. I enjoy watching athletes train and then perform under pressure. And, then there is the sweet taste of victory. I have felt the taste of victory before and it tastes sweeter than good cake. Abby Wambach made that header as if she wasn't leaving anything behind her. She lunged straight foward, was headed for goal, and she got it. ESPN also played the 1999 Womens World Cup in California where Brandi made her historic goal in penalty kicks. The US Womens Soccer Team has now become a picture of motivation for me. If they can do it, I can do it. WIN!!!
Thursday, July 14, 2011
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Savannah Marathon Training
I am going to journal my work outs in preparation for the Savannah Marathon on November 5, 2011. I was born to run, and running is one of my favorite things to do. I ran cross-country and track at Choctawhatchee High School. My speacialty was the 330 hurdles. I am 5'9 and my long legs were always willing to hurdle any obstacle in front of me. I guess that kinda explains my attitude in life. I enjoy hurdling obstacles and overcoming challenges. One of my favorite poets is Robert Frost and in his famous poem, he talks about the "Road Less Traveled." I think I typically take the road less traveled. I usally go against the flow; I go against the the norm in life. I always was the one that didn't buy the latest fad until I calculated my decision where the fad became a need. I guess you can say that I enjoy not being normal. I love to read and write, but my free outgoing spirit would convince you otherwise. Someone once called me a sexy closet nerd.
I am also an athlete. I was a ballerina at a very young age and would spend hours in the studio. I also was a tennis player at Meigs Middle School, played volleyball at CHS, and was the Captain of my soccer team my senior year of high school. I attended Kanakuk Kamps for four years as a teenager, and my specialtiy was tri-athlete. I would spend hours each day for a month training and running triathalons.
Like I said... "I WAS BORN TO RUN."
I've completed the Chicago Marathon my sophomore year of college, ran the Seaside Half twice, and the Music City Half Marathon in Nashville.
I enjoy challenges and I want the training for the Savannah Marathon to be Me vs. Me. I want to see how well I can out perform myself.
My natural tendency is to go full throttle, but I know that I have to take baby steps if I'm going to accomplish this task of running the Savannah Marathon. Also, what I have learned after running the Chicago Marathon is... the hardest part of running a marathon is the training.
So, I am gearing up, my shoe laces are tied, and I psyching myself into this challenge. I hope to blog each day about my training, and I hope my followers enjoy my blog.
Jeremiah 29: 11, "For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord. Plans for good and not for evil. To give you a hope and a future." My hope is in the Lord, because I won't be able to accomplish this daunting task without Jesus Christ, my Lord.
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I am also an athlete. I was a ballerina at a very young age and would spend hours in the studio. I also was a tennis player at Meigs Middle School, played volleyball at CHS, and was the Captain of my soccer team my senior year of high school. I attended Kanakuk Kamps for four years as a teenager, and my specialtiy was tri-athlete. I would spend hours each day for a month training and running triathalons.
Like I said... "I WAS BORN TO RUN."
I've completed the Chicago Marathon my sophomore year of college, ran the Seaside Half twice, and the Music City Half Marathon in Nashville.
I enjoy challenges and I want the training for the Savannah Marathon to be Me vs. Me. I want to see how well I can out perform myself.
My natural tendency is to go full throttle, but I know that I have to take baby steps if I'm going to accomplish this task of running the Savannah Marathon. Also, what I have learned after running the Chicago Marathon is... the hardest part of running a marathon is the training.
So, I am gearing up, my shoe laces are tied, and I psyching myself into this challenge. I hope to blog each day about my training, and I hope my followers enjoy my blog.
Jeremiah 29: 11, "For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord. Plans for good and not for evil. To give you a hope and a future." My hope is in the Lord, because I won't be able to accomplish this daunting task without Jesus Christ, my Lord.
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Mi Familia
One of the most important things in life that we have is family. We will always have family. They are a true and ever blessing to me in my life. I have adoring and godly parents, David and Sally Simpson. They counsel, encourage, and uplift me and I hope to become more like them each and every day.
I am also blessed with three loving brothers. Their love for adventure and God inspire me. I wouldn't be complete without them in my life. I praise God for giving me such a great family. And, I also praise God for their lovely choice of Godly Women. Kate, Courtney, and Jessica are amazing and our family wouldn't be complete without them.
I also appreciate my extended family and all of my aunties, mi ziettas as you would call them in Italian. My ziettas are always there for me, and I find it so special to hear their voice on the phone. They never cease to affirm and encourage me and for that I deeply thank God for the role models that they are in my life.
And... my cousins. They make me laugh, they make me roll, and they inspire me too.
I consider myself extremely blessed because of mi familia.
I am also blessed with three loving brothers. Their love for adventure and God inspire me. I wouldn't be complete without them in my life. I praise God for giving me such a great family. And, I also praise God for their lovely choice of Godly Women. Kate, Courtney, and Jessica are amazing and our family wouldn't be complete without them.
I also appreciate my extended family and all of my aunties, mi ziettas as you would call them in Italian. My ziettas are always there for me, and I find it so special to hear their voice on the phone. They never cease to affirm and encourage me and for that I deeply thank God for the role models that they are in my life.
And... my cousins. They make me laugh, they make me roll, and they inspire me too.
I consider myself extremely blessed because of mi familia.
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Catalina Nationals, Day Two
Tuesday, May 26, 2009:
Today was Race Three and Race Four of Day Two of the Catalina National Regatta at Fort Walton Yacht Club. This was a real exciting day for me because I was able to be part of the team and join dad and Mike on the boat. My job was to tell them when and what flag they hoisted on the Committee Boat, and to help balance the weight of the boat.
We were in the lead and sailing fast during Race Three, but after we rounded the mark and began to hoist the wicker pole to move faster while running, we found that it was gone and must have fallen off the boat. We were pretty upset, but dad did not let this upset him and encouraged Mike to remain focused. Dad also improvised, held the sheet, and pushed his arm off the boat to become more like the wicker pole. I was so proud of him and his strength during his "pole dance."
We placed third in both Race Four and Race Five. We were behind Silver Bullet and Wind Chaser, but No Quarter held it's own and sailed fast. Tomorrow will be a new day and we will have another chance to move up and into the lead of the national race.
Today was Race Three and Race Four of Day Two of the Catalina National Regatta at Fort Walton Yacht Club. This was a real exciting day for me because I was able to be part of the team and join dad and Mike on the boat. My job was to tell them when and what flag they hoisted on the Committee Boat, and to help balance the weight of the boat.
We were in the lead and sailing fast during Race Three, but after we rounded the mark and began to hoist the wicker pole to move faster while running, we found that it was gone and must have fallen off the boat. We were pretty upset, but dad did not let this upset him and encouraged Mike to remain focused. Dad also improvised, held the sheet, and pushed his arm off the boat to become more like the wicker pole. I was so proud of him and his strength during his "pole dance."
We placed third in both Race Four and Race Five. We were behind Silver Bullet and Wind Chaser, but No Quarter held it's own and sailed fast. Tomorrow will be a new day and we will have another chance to move up and into the lead of the national race.
Catalina Nationals
Monday, May 25, 2009:
Today is Memorial Day and we remember the servicemen and women who fought bravely for our country and we appreciate those that continue to protect our freedoms today.
It is also the first day of the Catalina 22 National Regatta at Fort Walton Yacht Club, Florida. After dad discouraged the boys from dressing up as pirates and raising cain around the other sailboats, we all gathered around dad, laid our hands on him, and prayed for his protection and God's wind in his sails. This is dad and skipper Mike Zavison's first national race.
With two people on the boat, they placed 5th in the first place and 7th in the second race. They asked me to ride with them tomorrow since they needed more weight and extra help. Although they lack the expertise, they were glad to learn and gain experience of the national race. Dad was exhausted when he came home, but was looking forward to another day of sailing tomorrow.
Today is Memorial Day and we remember the servicemen and women who fought bravely for our country and we appreciate those that continue to protect our freedoms today.
It is also the first day of the Catalina 22 National Regatta at Fort Walton Yacht Club, Florida. After dad discouraged the boys from dressing up as pirates and raising cain around the other sailboats, we all gathered around dad, laid our hands on him, and prayed for his protection and God's wind in his sails. This is dad and skipper Mike Zavison's first national race.
With two people on the boat, they placed 5th in the first place and 7th in the second race. They asked me to ride with them tomorrow since they needed more weight and extra help. Although they lack the expertise, they were glad to learn and gain experience of the national race. Dad was exhausted when he came home, but was looking forward to another day of sailing tomorrow.
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