Running for the ACLU

Hi guys!  If anyone’s still reading this (I know it’s just an exercise diary these days), I wanted to let you know that I’ve started a CrowdRise fundraiser for the American Civil Liberties Union.

Many marathons and other races are for charity and participants have fundraising minimums.  Since I’m essentially doing a fun run that isn’t charity-focused, I decided I’d still use it to try and raise some money for a cause I believe in.  Right now the ACLU has its hands full.  At the end of the day, their goal is to protect the rights provided to everyone by the constitution, but that sounds too fucking simple for all that they do:

  • Free press
  • Free speech
  • Religious liberty
  • Reproductive freedom
  • Voting rights
  • Racial justice
  • The list goes on and on…

I encourage everyone to learn more about the organization.  If they represent some things you care about, please consider donating $10 to my fundraiser.  Always welcome, never obligated.

2017 Resolutions

Last year, I made one resolution – to get in shape.  Frankly, I think I’m in the same shape I was last year.  Yes, I made some small improvements in time for the wedding in October.  Tracked my calories and exercised regularly for ~9 months, but I got so overwhelmed by the rigidity that, after the wedding, I haven’t looked at calories or said no to anything since.  I need to find my happy medium.

This year, I’m making 12 goals – one for each month.  I think it’ll be a fun way to keep my resolutions top of mind, since they’ll change every 4 weeks and it’s a way to incorporate alllll of the things I want to improve on!

  • January: Drink 3 bottles of water every day, no cappuccinos
  • February: No alcohol on weeknights
  • March: Run 50 miles in the month
  • April: Go to sleep by 9:30PM Sunday through Thursday
  • May: Don’t buy anything for yourself (no clothes, makeup, etc.) – necessities only
  • June: Go to sleep by 9pm Sunday through Thursday
  • July: Run 100 miles in the month
  • August: No desserts or breakfasts that could pass for desserts
  • September: Run a marathon
  • October: Yoga 3 times per week
  • November: Make a pie from scratch (including the crust!) for Thanksgiving.
  • December: Make cookies for everyone on my list

 

Last Day

Hey everyone! It’s been forever since I wrote an actual post.  One thing that I haven’t shared, for obvious reasons, is that I have been looking for a new job for about a year and a half.  It has been a real struggle with the mismatch between my 6+ years of experience and what I want to do.

Generally, I’ve been pretty good at things my whole life. I’ve been a mostly straight-A student and a star employee. This constant struggle of not being good enough, not being recognized for my accomplishments, constant rejection really was getting to me. I’m 30 years old. I was reluctant to “start over” on my career, but I was at the point where I was looking at internships just to get some experience applying the concepts I learned in my Masters program.

A few weeks before the wedding, I stopped applying to jobs because I didn’t want to be dealing with interviews and phone calls on my honeymoon, and I certainly didn’t want to miss out on something that may have presented itself as a possibility. The very last job I applied to before I stopped, contacted me for a phone interview, then an in-person interview about 2 weeks before the wedding.

I ended up getting an offer at 2pm on Wednesday 9/27 – my last day at work before 2 1/2 weeks off….AND I planned to leave at 4pm. Within those 2 hours I negotiated a start date that was 5 weeks in the future, put in my 4.5 week notice (2.5 of those were personal days for the wedding and honeymoon) and told my team.

Then I left, packed for the wedding, and kept forgetting that I got a new job. It was like a brain orgasm (braingasm? is that a thing? do people say that?) every time I remembered.

Today is my last day at the place I’ve been working for over 6 years. It’s not too hard to say goodbye, though. My office has been decimated by budget cuts, bureaucratic pandering. Every director has left in the past 4 months, including my two best work friends. There’s nothing left for me to learn here and a world of things to learn in my new position.  <— That makes it a little scary.  I’m an authority here on a lot of subjects.  For the first time in a looooooong time, I will have NO IDEA what I’m talking about.

ME…for the next few weeks:

beyonce new girl queen bey blue ivy best job

My Best Life for a Day

Here it is! The results of living “my best life” for a day.

This actually started on Sunday with prepping Protein Bistro Boxes for lunch every day.

Then, putting out my running clothes and my work clothes the night before AND setting my alarm with NO snooze for 5am on Tuesday morning.

I went to bed by 9:15, which was pretty damn good, but I woke up a bunch and didn’t sleep well, so I was still my normal state of exhaustion when my alarm went off.  BUT!  I got out of bed by 5:10, a solid half hour earlier than usual, and went for a quick run.

After that I updated MyFitnessPal, and a few blog posts, took my vitamins, stretched, showered and got ready.  I got to work by 8:15, so it seems like my try at my ‘best life’ is running about 15 minutes behind.  Close enough!  I did lose some resolve when I was in line for my coffee.  They had blueberry danishes!  They never have blueberry danishes!  AND I’ve never had a blueberry danish.  So I bought a blueberry danish.  Worth it.

I did leave work at a reasonable time, and had cooked dinner in advance, so the evening was a breeze.

Overall, “my best life” wasn’t that different from my daily life, except that there was more preparation: premade lunch and dinner, FH walked the dog in the morning, my outfit was picked out ahead of time.  IF I had taken the time last night to re-prepare for a my-best-life kind of day today, I would have been up an extra hour and exhausted.

The lessons I take from this are:

  1. Wake up when my alarm goes off.
  2. Prep as much as you have time to on Sunday.  Some weeks will be nothing, because I have plans on Sunday, but some weeks, it will mean lunches, dinners, and clothes.
  3. Go to bed on time.  Whatever you need to do can wait until tomorrow, or until next Sunday.