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7.21.2013

Goodbye 34...Hello 35!


So yesterday I celebrated my 35th birthday...well, honestly, it was a weekend of celebrating! On Friday night, my amazing small group (minus Melanie) cooked out and had a fantastic dinner at Sara's place. Sara and Martha are quite the grill masters! It was delicious and just a fun evening...it had been awhile since I had hung out with them for just a social night...it absolutely reminded me how lucky I am that God brought us all together almost 2 years ago. Yesterday, I slept in and lounged around the house some. Mike came over about 4 and surprised me with 2 beautiful white rocking chairs for my back porch! We were at Home Depot a few weeks ago and when we left, we sat in some rocking chairs outside of the store and I mentioned that I wanted to get some for my back porch. When I saw them, I couldn't believe it...I was so excited and shocked! He said they were for us to grow old in! We moved them to the back patio and rocked in them for a bit...I can't wait to spend many evenings sitting out there with the love of my life! We went to dinner at the Cheesecake Factory (a personal favorite of mine) and then met Jen and Nate for dessert and drinks at Cafe Intermezzo, which was delicious!! This morning we got up and met my parents, David, and Lauren at The Georgia Club for brunch...it was unbelievably good! I am one blessed girl and this birthday weekend just reminded me how incredibly blessed I am!



A look back at 34...
-completed my 4th half-marathon
-completed my 6th Peachtree Road Race
-got a bit faster when running and gained the confidence that I AM a runner
-completed my 13th year teaching (only 17 more to go!)
-had my 6th (and hopefully last) hand surgery
-met the man of my dreams!

A look ahead at 35...
-tackle my 5th & 6th half-marathons (and maybe #7)
-conquer my 14th year teaching
-get faster
-hopefully get a ring and change my last name!

7.14.2013

Loy.al.ty


Today I had the sobering realization that I have a character flaw. Well, actually, I have quite a few, but today I am focusing on only one. What is it you ask? I am too loyal...almost loyal to a fault. 

Loyalty is a good thing and a great character trait to have. We all know people who are loyal...loyal to their family, their friends, their jobs, just loyal. All the time. Heck, my dog might be the most loyal creature I know! Now, I am not saying that I am perfect and am loyal 110% of the time, but I do pride myself on being someone my family and friends (and sometimes ever strangers) can count on. I can safely say that I am someone who does what I say I am going to do. In my opinion, loyalty should  be a 2-way street...but, sadly, it's not. And at almost 35 years old, I am learning it the hard way. 

Please tell me if I am wrong, but I feel like I am someone my friends can count on...count on to listen to them and not judge, count on to be there for them whether they are getting married, having a baby, changing jobs, or having emergency surgery..I am there...even if it screws up my plans and my schedule. Even if I have to rearrange my plans. Even if I don't agree. I am there. But unfortunately, I am slowly realizing that loyalty is not always reciprocated. And honestly, it stinks. Really, it sucks!

It is hard for me to say no to people...but apparently, it's not that hard for a lot of people. I think I need to learn to say no. Learn to tell people that I can't. Learn that it is okay to say no. I think I say yes a lot because I don't want to let people done or hurt their feelings...but apparently, lots of other people don't have a problem with this. I am not saying that I want to be someone who no one can count on...but I think I need to take a long, hard look at some of my friendships and evaluate if the loyalness is a 2-way street or if I am driving on the road by myself. I guess it's part of getting older. Seeing who your true friends are. Seeing who will be there for you in the good times and the bad. Seeing who makes it a point to see you and talk to you..even if it is out of the way. Even if it is an inconvenience. Even if it means changing plans. 'Cause I have always thought that that is what friends do. 

7.09.2013

Peachtree Road Race #6 Recap


I am proud to report that Peachtree Road Race #6 is in the books! Woo hoo!! The weather in Atlanta last week was terrible...rain, clouds, rain, torrential downpour, clouds, and more rain...the wet stuff never seemed to stop! Like many people, I was a little worried about tackling the 6.2 miles in the pouring rain, but I decided to do it anyway. Thankfully the rain held off and the race was really great!

Mike went with me and we drove into Midtown and parked in a lot off 7th and Peachtree Street by  Starbucks. We walked to the Midtown Marta station and I took the train to Lenox and Mike walked back to Starbucks and studied for the Bar Exam. I met up with a friend and before we knew it, we were off. If you have never done the Peachtree, it's unlike any other race. For the first mile or so, you really are just going with the flow. The first few miles went by and I was pretty pleased with my pace (thanks to my Garmin Forerunner 10)...either the watch was off by a bit or the mileage signs were off, but I was able to figure out how I was doing. The 3rd mile is the toughest as that is where Cardiac Hill is in front of Shepard Center and Piedmont Hospital. I love seeing the Shepard patients cheering you on...it totally encourages you to keep moving up the hill. Once I crossed over 85, I started to get excited because I knew Mike was waiting at the turn on to 10th Street...I was counting down the streets! About that time, my little iPod shuffle stopped working (I think it was water logged...thankfully, it is working now!).  As I got closer to 10th Street, I made my way to the outside of the road so that I could try and see Mike. I started to make the turn and saw him step out. I ran up to him, gave him a quick kiss, and handed him my iPod. I then made my way down 10th to the finish. I always forget how far it is to the finish line once you make the turn...you think it is going to be right there and it seems so far away. As someone said as we were walking back up to Peachtree after the race, "I swear they move the finish line further and further down 10th Street each year!"

Once I crossed the finish line, I made my way into Piedmont Park and boy was I shocked at what I saw....the lovely grassy meadow was an ugly, brown mud pit! It was gross. I tried to get as little mud on my shoes as possible, but it was a lost cause. They were covered and I had mud slung up to my knees! Since Mike was waiting for me at Starbucks, I made my way through the crowd, grabbed a water to use to clean myself up with before I got in the car, grabbed a Power Aid, and an ice cream sandwich (hey, I had just finished a 10K) from Blue Bunny and made my way back up to Peachtree. I say this every year, but the worst part about the race is the walk afterwards back up to Peachtree to the Marta station...it is all up hill! I ran into a sorority sister that I hadn't seen since college and we chatted while we walked. It was good to catch up with her. I turned onto Peachtree and could see Mike waiting on me. We walked to the car and I took my shoes off and got the mud off of my legs. Thankfully, I had brought towels, a clean shirt, a brush, and deodorant so I was able to clean up and change shirts. We then hit the road home..stopped at Chick-fil-A for a milkshake for me...came home and took a shower...then napped and then went to his mom and step-dad's to celebrate the 4th!

My time was not fantastic...1:45:08 which is a 56 second PR for the Peachtree for me. I have decided that the Peachtree will never be the fastest 10K for me...there is so much to enjoy and take it that I would rather be a bit slower and have fun!

The picture Mike took of me as I ran towards him...
I don't normally run in a hat but with the weather I  thought I would be a smart idea!

My gross shoes post Piedmont Park mud pit!

The famous shirt! This year you could also get a medal,
so I bought one to add to my  "Melissa Joy's Race Bling" rack!