See What I Sea

Just a girl in a sometimes nice town. Making my way through the world.

Ugh

Post runcation blues. TGIspring break and there is no coaching this week…. Gives me a chance to get this Hanson Marathon Program up and running.

The Nobel Ari Dog on our 6 miler. (at Esslinger Bürgeramt)

It’s our last morning practice before European Championships. I am so proud of my swimmers and looking forward to fast swims in Eindhoven this weekend.

Just had dinner with an Olympian. Amazing.

Ugh, another run and another struggle. So it goes. It might have been my self created issue. I failed to run outside,miss didn’t suck it up and just go, instead I used buying more beer on base as my excuse to go to the gym. ¡Fun fact! Everything is closed in southern Germany on Sundays where we live, thus, only beer can be bought on base, 20 min away. 

Almost immediately I regretted the gym and the dreadmill. But I made it through my 4.5 miles and then I went through the biggest regret of my day, commissary on a Sunday. Ugh! No, no, no….. And it turns out I the commissary didn’t have what I needed but we had it at home. Oh well, I still swooped beer and then it was home to the hubby. Snuggles, muffins, tacos, and a few beers later my Sunday is Funday.  

I will keep struggling through these runs and eventually I will settle back into a good feel.
runningwithabottleofwine:

My mom and sister are two amazing ladies.  Allison is doing her first marathon in Miami tomorrow and mom is doing the half!  Cancer can’t stop my mom!  She is even more beautiful then ever!

This is an amazingly inspiring woman. While battling cancer she has still managed to run each day and is running 13.1 in Miami! Go paula go.

runningwithabottleofwine:

My mom and sister are two amazing ladies. Allison is doing her first marathon in Miami tomorrow and mom is doing the half! Cancer can’t stop my mom! She is even more beautiful then ever!

This is an amazingly inspiring woman. While battling cancer she has still managed to run each day and is running 13.1 in Miami! Go paula go.

Oy

4 very hard miles on the trail today. I could hardly keep my time around 9.00 per mile, but I did bust out a nice 8.30 avg for the last half mile, clearly I wanted to be finished. Not so much a want but a serious need. I read today on Runner’s World Facebook page; “On every run, I discover the strength I didn’t know I had. Some days it is my salvation.” Carrie Parker.

I am not normally a smoothie maker but I think I rocked it this morning, post run. But it wouldn’t have been possible without my new cat grocery bag from the bestest to carry the groceries home in.

This is a team ready to win our divisional meet on Sunday.

Jumping off a 5 meter diving platform is significantly more scary at 29 than at 12. Thankfully, my swimmers keep me young and frightened. That is my give in to peer pressure today. They did refuse to let me back away from the ledge, they blocked the stairs and were extremely encouraging allowing me to take my time. It’s moments like these when I think how lucky I am and how it is also my job to block the stairs and be encouraging to my swimmers; because sometimes they need a little courage to jump.