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Bring on the off-season!

2017 race results:
Xterra Southeast Championships, Pelham, AL- 1st Overall Amateur FemaleUSAT Off-road National Championships at Xterra Gator Terra, AR- 1st Overall FemaleXterra Mountain Championships, Beaver Creek, CO- 5th Overall AmateurITU Cross World Championships, Penticton, Canada- 5th Overall Amateur, 2nd in age groupXterra Pan Am Championships/USA National Championships, Snowbasin Resort, Ogden, UT- 1st Overall AmateurXterra World Championships, Maui, HI- 1st American Amateur Female, 4th OverallAwarded Ms. Xterra 2017USAT ranked 1st overall in the women's 40-44 age group for off-road triathlon for 2017Selected to be part of Pearl Izumi's 2017 Ambador team
Sitting on the couch with my feet up while snow falls outside the window makes me think the race season above and results were just a distant dream rather than only ending a little over a week ago. I don't feel out of shape quite yet, but I have been indulging in chocolate, lattes, beer and wine- a few treats that …

When 100% is too much

How do you do it all? I always laugh when I get asked that question. The self critical side of me never feels like I am doing enough. As moms, we compare ourselves to other moms and feel the eyes of judgement on us all the time, waiting for us to screw up. As special needs moms, even more eyes are watching our every move. Will we lose it completely in the grocery store when our child is having a meltdown and destroying loaves of bread beyond recognition or knocking over an entire shelf in the checkout line when we're creatively trying to block everything from their reach while we unload our cart and pay for our mangled groceries? I am fortunate. Not only do I have an amazingly supportive husband who takes the night shift with our daughter when she chooses to have a party at 2am instead of sleep (that is what we Angelman Syndrome parents call the bewitching hours when our sleep disordered children are awake during the middle of the night) or clean up her ungodly messes (I'll sp…

Just Do It

In 1988, Nike advertisers coined the phrase “Just Do It”. This slogan captured Nike's desire to associate their clothing and shoe company using professional athletes and motivational slogans emphasizing sportsmanship and health to drive success. Customers flocked to stores to purchase “Just Do It” apparel, which catapulted Nike sales for the next decade and making the “Just Do It” slogan one of the top two taglines of the 20th century.

Nike’s advertising campaign was in a word, brilliant. Those 3 simple words inspired the American public to get off the couch and attempt challenges they once thought impossible. Many people began to realize that completing a 5K, a marathon, a century (100 mile) bike ride, or even a full Ironman triathlon were not events merely for the elite to race. The goal of completing an event did not have to be winning, but rather taking on the challenge and finishing.
While watching one of Nike’s motivational commercials might motivate some to lace up their…

I Have a Dream

"I say to you today, my friends, though, even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream." -Martin Luther King, Jr.

Do you ever wonder what life would be like without dreaming? Day to day, just going through the motions, no goals, ambitions or hope for the future? When you turn on the tv and you hear all the negativity surrounding us from politics, violence, discrimination, disasters both natural and man made, it can be disheartening to say the least. As a society we are inundated with such negative talk. The reality is, negativity sells. People are drawn to reading disturbing news way more than hopeful, inspiring, promising articles in the media.

I see it daily in my Facebook news feed, the spun propaganda feeding our brains with disheartening news... Trump has now done or said this or that to ruffle people's feathers, health care reform and the possible dissolvement of Medicaid repercu…

Goals....

Its always so hard to start something that you are out of the habit of doing.... diets, exercise, meditation and yoga, or in my case, writing in this blog. To say that our life is in a constant state of busy is an understatement. In fact, by many people's standards, it is downright manically chaotic. A quick follow-up from April's blog post (oops- it really has been awhile!)... switching employers worked out and my new agency I work was worth all of the pre-employment frustrations. My neighbor who cut down the big, beautiful evergreen next to our fence attempted to create a level area with terracing, ended up planting 5 trees along the fence (which will be a bit cramped in a year or two) and determined that a playset would not fit in the space. Hayden got a scholarship to attend camp this summer - but was not a happy camper when I dropped her off every day. She craves the stimulation of being surrounded with typical or higher functioning kids and at this camp, so many of them …

Life isn't always a race, its more of a boxing match

Do you ever have those times where you feel like you need to strap on boxing gloves as soon as you step out of bed in the morning, ready to take on the battles of the day? I feel like this has been my life lately and quite frankly, I am tired of it. I am tired of smiling and saying that having a child with Angelman Syndrome has changed my world and that because of her, I have more purpose and meaning. The reality is, yes, my world has changed. Yes, I am fortunate to be able to stay at home every day so I can work out while the kids are at school and be there for them when they get home. What a lot of the people who comment that to me don't know is that most days I am also dealing with the issues that come along with raising a child with special needs. I deal with stupid people... a lot. Seriously, people who just can't do their job or think because I am a mom who doesn't have a career and I don't have a brain worth anything. I try over and over again to put on my South…