Her’s Day Thursday

Its Thursday and you know what that means:

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Today’s BAMF of a woman is Katherine Switzer!

What makes Katherine one of the coolest chicks around? I’ll tell you!

Back in 1967, Katherine Switzer was a student at Syracuse University and would workout with the coach of the track team. Every time they ran, the coach would blather on and on about his many times running the Boston Marathon. Finally tiring of her mentor’s same old story, she said, “If I run this thing with you, will you please stop talking about it?”

That year, Katherine entered the Boston Marathon. However, due to the fact that the marathon did not allow women a chance to compete (this was 1967, mind you), Katherine entered under the name “K. V. Switzer”. The day of the race came and Katherine–joined by her coach, Arnie and boyfriend, Tom Miller–was feeling great!

She was making great time. Suddenly, she noticed a truck with the bed full of reporters. They saw her too and shouted, “Its a girl!” Soon, she was surrounded by reporters. This attention soon reached the ears of race official Jock Semple (what a name, huh?) who was also nearby in an officials’ car. When he found her, he flew out of the vehicle and attacked Katherine, shouting, “Get the hell out of my race and give me those numbers!”

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Katherine’s BF, Tom, shoved Semple away and Katherine kept running. She finished the race and became the first woman to run the entire Boston Marathon. (Homegirl finished it in 4 hours, 20 minutes!)

Because she ran, the Amateur Athletic Union (AAU) barred all women from every competition with male runners (for reals…in 1967!) but that just added more fuel to Katherine’s fire.

She and other women runners lobbied for years for the Boston Marathon Association and the AAU to  allow women the chance to compete. Finally, in 1972, women were allowed to enter and run the Boston Marathon.

Katherine Switzer helped spark a social revolution and empowered women everywhere to be strong, be a runner, and have the ability to say, “I am a marathoner!”

Here’s Katherine’s story in her own words:

Dirty Thirty Wrap-Up

So, as you know, I turned the big 3-0 last week! And, to lament celebrate the fact that I am now “over the hill”, I decided to do a 30 By 30 List. Last Thursday, I told you which items I had crossed off (in JUST the nick of time!) and which ones I had left. Now, to wrap this fun little venture up into a nice little bow, I’m going to do a review/critique of my year(s) in accomplishing my goals!

 

Most Favorite Goal:

Sew and wear a dress/skirt

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This goal was tough. I’m no seamstress, and I was afraid of what I might make. But I actually really enjoyed learning about sewing! Plus, I got to spend a lot of one-on-one time with my mom which I don’t get much anymore.

 

Least Favorite Goal:

Watch all of AFI’s 100 Years, 100 Movies.

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OMG. This was such a cumbersome goal. While watching some of the films on this list I thought: “Why in the world is this on here?! Its AWFUL!” Some of the movies were just downright painful to watch (Sophie’s Choice, A Clockwork Orange, Apocalypse Now) and others left me scratching my head thinking, “What just happened?”

 

Most Time-Consuming Goal:

Run a marathon.

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If you want to spend your weekends waking up at the crack of dawn, running in freezing temps, and putting your body through all kinds of pain then, by all means, train for and run a marathon. I ran three times during the week and every single Saturday morning for almost five months. There were days I’d wake up before Huff the Hubs and Huff the Babe and not see them until lunchtime! It was tough!

 

Something I Will Never Attempt Again (Maybe):

Tie: Run a Marathon and Undertake a Big List (like AFI’s)

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Why will I not run a marathon again? Perhaps you haven’t read this post. Read it. It explains EVERYTHING.

Also, if you’re considering making a 30 By 30, keep the goals small. Don’t say, “I want to cook through Julia Child’s entire cookbook” and count it as one goal. You will regret it. Trust me.

 

Something I’d Like to Do Again:

Have A(nother) Baby.

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I’ve been feeling the itch to have another wee one ever since Huff the Babe turned 1. Plus, she needs a little sibling. Just not yet!

 

Goal I’m Most Proud Of:

Tie: Run a Marathon and Pay Off All School Loan Debt.

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Running a marathon is HARD. Not just physically, but mentally, emotionally, and spiritually. Next to childbirth, it is the most difficult thing I have ever done.

When Huff the Hubs and I got married, we both brought in student loan debt. We wanted to be completely debt-free before we had a baby, and we met that goal! In a little over a year, HtH and I were able to pay off over $20K in debt! We were both so proud (and thankful)!

 

Goal I Didn’t Accomplish (And Wished I Had):

Tie: Get a Literary Agent and Buy a House.

Soon.

Soon.

 

I’m still working on finding an agent. I’m keeping my fingers crossed that it happens at least before I turn 35! I told myself I’d try for a certain amount of time and, if it hadn’t happened yet, I’d assume it wasn’t meant to be and I’d throw in the towel. (Here’s hoping I hang on to that towel for a while!)

Don’t get me wrong, I am so incredibly grateful to my sister for letting Huff the Hubs, Huff the Babe, and I squat at her house. It’s helped us save for a down payment and has also helped her to have someone home to take care of her pup while she’s working on her Master’s. But still, I’m ready to have a house of my own. But, I know everything happens for a reason! There’s a reason we haven’t found one yet and I’ll just have to accept that and move on!

 

 

And with that, I promise to not post about my 30 By 30 Again. (Mostly because now its a 40 By 40–ha!)

 

Mommy Monday

I used to be crazy in shape.

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Now I’m just in a crazy shape.

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Before Hermione, I worked out at least 5 times a week. If I only worked out 4 days in a week, I considered myself a complete failure. I would think, “Oh my gosh! I suck! I need to go run laps!” And I would.

I’m not kidding.

My first “big girl” job that I had right out of college was as a technical writer for a government contracting company. I would walk up and down the stairs over and over during my morning and afternoon breaks, and then I would run laps outside during lunch. Seriously.

My, how times have changed. I’m lucky if I get to work out twice a week, let alone 5!

Exercising used to give me so much energy! Now its such a chore. Used to while I ran I would think: “I am burning so many calories right now!” These days my thoughts are: “I could be sleeping right now. Or sitting in my recliner, getting some peace and quiet because its Hermione’s nap time.”

I was just starting to be able to accept my body and then I got pregnant. That’s proof that God has a sense of humor!

And even though I’m back down to my pre-pregnancy weight, I’m not back to my pre-pregnancy size. Things have been…shifted. And areas of my body that I didn’t know could jiggle, jiggle.

My nephew likes to do this thing where he sneaks up behind you and punches your backside. Last time he did it, I said, “Noah, what did I say about that?”

He grinned and replied, “Not to do it because it makes your booty jiggle!” He then exploded into laughter. And why wouldn’t he? Jiggling booties are pretty funny. They fall into the same category as burps and farts.

Moving on…

I used to think that I would absolutely freak out if I didn’t get my “body back”. But now that I’ve lived through pregnancy and labor, I couldn’t give the furry crack of a rat’s behind. For so many reasons, too many to list now. Yeah, I get a little frustrated when I can’t button certain pants or outfits I used to love I now can’t stand because they don’t look the same, but I’m okay with that. And that fact alone shows that I’ve come a LONG way. There are so many other things I need to spend my time thinking about rather than my weight. (Like if I can sneak in a nap before Hermione wakes up from her’s!)

Don’t get me wrong, I still workout and try to be healthy. I want to be able to take care of Hermione, Huff the Hubs, and myself, so I want to be as efficient as possible (and if that means skipping a nap and hopping on the elliptical, I’ll do it). BUT, my weight doesn’t control my life like it used to. The scale used to OWN me; but not anymore! I’ve broken free from those chains! Free at last, free at last!

 

What about you? Are you comfortable with your post-baby body? Are you working toward any goals? Are there ways you sneak in exercise? Have you broken free from the scale’s control? Got any tips for me and my readers?

 

My First Marathon (Or, The Most Idiotic Decision I’ve Ever Made)

This weekend was the 14th Annual Oklahoma City Memorial Marathon. And, as you know, completing a marathon is one of the things on my 30 by 30 list. I’ve been training with my sister for the past 4 1/2 months and the day FINALLY came.

Saturday night, I was super nervous. We picked up our packets the day before and I was sitting in my recliner, looking at the course map. I could not believe it. My stomach started to churn and so many thoughts raced through my head: Can I do this? Can I actually do this? What if I die?!

I went to bed Saturday night confident that I could do the marathon. After all, I had run 20 miles just a few weeks before and I did fine! I was a little sore the next day, but I survived. And on race day, adrenaline kicks in and really takes your endurance to the next level.

The race was set to start at 6:30 a.m. Sunday morning. I got up at 5:00 to pump and get dressed. The news was on and the weatherman was predicting a lot of rain, hail, and possibly a tornado. I still didn’t worry. Two years ago, I did a half marathon in the rain and I did just fine! I’d be okay.

We got to the race and I could feel the excitement. There were so many people! I even met a Biggest Loser!

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As the morning went on, the weather started getting worse and worse. We were forced into a parking garage where we learned we’d be waiting for the next TWO HOURS.

 

When we finally started, my legs were tight (from the lack of fluids and from sitting/standing for TWO HOURS) but I was excited. I was ready to start this journey and check this off my list. Here’s how the race went…

 

Miles 1-3:

Its raining a little. There are A LOT of people running and even more people walking in my way. My inner monologue went a little something like this:

Get out of my way. Seriously, MOVE! Get. Out. Of. My. WAY. 

Oh geez, that was a big puddle. Are my socks wet? No, they’re fine. Whew!

Holy crap, that’s a steep downward hill. I’m going to slip. I’m going to slip. I’m going to twist my ankle and fall. 

You didn’t fall, good job. 

Where is the *&^%$#@ water stop?! 

 

Miles 3-5: 

Okay, first water stop and bathroom break. *Sigh* I feel MUCH better! I can do this! 

Oh, hey! There’s my dad and Huff the Hubs! *waves to them*

Ha! Look at that poster! *Stops to take a picture of the poster and points out Allonsy! on bib*

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Miles 5-8: 

Ugh. Is this “Gorilla Hill” up here? Crap, it is. 

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I hate this frakking hill.

I’m walking.

Better wave BB down and let her know I’m walking.

Might as well take a picture. 

 

Miles 8-15:

I want to quit. I want to quit. Tell your sister you want to quit.

Kill me. KILL. ME.

Why is it so $%^# hot?!

I’m dying.

There’s a medical tent. Just stop and tell them to take you to the finish line.

 

Miles 15-18: 

Me (to Bridget): “I don’t want to do this anymore!”

Bridget: “Too bad! Keep moving!”

Me (starting to sob): “Bridget, my legs hurt so bad!”

Bridget: “Then let’s walk.”

Me (crying and thinking): I’m crying but I can’t produce any tears because I’m so dehydrated! I’m like Howard

 

Mile 18-19: 

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Miles 19-21: 

I feel the blisters on my feet. Every step is agony. I’m wielding my arms like a granny power-walking at the mall. The sun is beating down on me and I realize I haven’t put on ANY sunscreen. I actually think: I’d rather give birth, right here, right now on this asphalt than do this! 

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Mile 21-22: 

*&^% @#$% *&^%$ @#$% ^&%$ *&^% *&^%

Get to the finish line so you can use your breast pump!

 

Mile 22: 

We meet a woman we’ve been keeping pace with the whole time. We start talking. She’s 45, from Little Rock, AR, and this is her second full marathon. We talk about our aches, our pains, how we weren’t expecting it to be so hot (88*!) and how ready we are for the finish line. We talk the rest of the way.

 

Mile 25.75:

The finish line is in sight.

Bridget: “Come on! Let’s run across the finish line!”

Me:

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Bridget: “MOVE!”

Me: “UUUGGGGHHHH!!!!” *wills legs to move and crosses the finish line*

 

At the Finish Line: 

*Gets medal and Finisher shirt*

I did it! I freaking did it! I completed a marathon! Thank you, God, for helping me get through this! And I’m sorry for swearing in my head so much. 

I can’t believe I did it!

Wow!

I’m NEVER doing that again. Like, EVER. 

 

Running (who am I kidding–walking) that marathon was the absolute hardest thing I have ever done in my life. Every part of my body hurt. I was starving; I hadn’t eaten in seven hours. SEVEN. FREAKING. HOURS. I was dehydrated, covered in salt and sweat, and burnt to a flippin’ crisp:

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But I did it. I finished it. And, actually, I’d say it was worth it. The months of waking up early every Saturday to do long runs; the solo runs through the neighborhood in temps of 30*; the sore joints and muscles…it was worth it. Why? Because I achieved a goal. Seven months ago, I was giving birth. Seven months ago, I never thought I’d be able to do this. But I did. am a marathoner. am a Finisher.

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(I want to say that there is NO way I’d be able to have done this without the support of my family. My sister was the BEST running partner I could’ve asked for. She was so incredibly supportive the entire time–training and all! My husband, my parents, my friends, my family; they were all so great! But mostly I could NOT have done it without The Lord. He gave me the drive, the dream, and the perseverance to do this. Even though I hated it at times, I am so glad I did this, and that He got me through it!)

 

 

 

Marathon Training Update/Running Playlist

So, as you may know, I decided to run the Oklahoma City Memorial Marathon this year as part of my 30 by 30 list.

When I first started training, I was like, “Oh yeah! I GOT this!” and was super excited and energetic.

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But now that I’m halfway through with training, I’m starting to wonder why I signed up for this thing in the first place. Waking up at 6:00 a.m. on Saturdays to run long distances and then dealing with the constant exhaustion (and inability to stop eating…seriously, marathon training makes you hungry ALL. THE. TIME.)

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But, I know that it’ll be all worth it in the end when I get that medal and that green shirt that says “Finisher” on the back! So I’ve got to keep going. And nothing helps get me pumped up more than my running playlist!  If you’re starting on a goal to run this year, be it a marathon, half marathon, 5K, whatevs, I thought I’d share the tunes that psyche me up during the hours of grueling runs.

Tell the World — Eric Hutchinson

Upbeat and peppy, this song actually makes me smile when I run.

Bootylicious — Destiny’s Child

Since having a baby, I jiggle a lot more when I run now. Which, thanks to Beyonce and the girls, I’m not ashamed about!

Fighter–Christina Aguilera

This totally makes me feel like I could karate chop someone without missing a beat on my run.

Roar — Katy Perry

I’ve got the eye of the Tiger, a fighter, dancin’ through the fire. 

Get the Girl Back — Hanson

Because reasons.

Bad Blood — Neil Sedaka

Again, because reasons.

Go Your Own Way — Fleetwood Mac

The rolling beat on this keeps me going!

Kings and Queens — Audio Adrenaline

OMG. Watch this video and try not to cry. And also try not to let it inspire you to keep going even though you want to give up.

Do you have any songs that amp you up for a run?

30 by 30 Update

Hey guys!
So, I think I’ve basically resigned myself to the fact that blogs on Mondays are a thing of the past. I may be able to get away with it a few times, but I don’t think its going to be the norm. Mondays are the busiest days in the Huffman Homestead, with me actually going in to the office (parish the thought!) and coming home waaaayyyy too late. But have no fear, I will most definitely be here the rest of the week!

I thought I’d go ahead and post what I was going to post yesterday: an update on my 30 by 30 list!

I have officially signed up for the OKC Memorial Marathon (woot, woot!) and week one of training was last week! It went pretty well! I was able to get all my runs in AND my sister so graciously did not make fun of my running.

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I also watched another movie from AFI’s 100 Years, 100 Movies list! It was 12 Angry Men. Ever seen it? I couldn’t find it on Netflix and Hasting’s didn’t have it either! But, good ole YouTube did!

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Henry Fonda was looking good! And to be honest, so was Jack Klugman!

And, because of our noisy/chain smoking neighbors who can’t seem to smoke outside, we are officially on the house hunt! A few months ago, Huff the Hubs was complaining that we had ZERO space and that he hated our apartment. I was all, “Oh honey, this is our first home, blah blah blah, sentimental crap…” But now I’m like, “GET. ME. OUT.” We know it’ll be a while (we want to save up a good down payment) but for the love, we’re so incredibly ready to not share walls with our neighbors!

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And finally, I started re-reading Emma, so I could mark off my “Read all Jane Austen’s novels” off the list. I actually started reading it about two years ago, but then I got sucked into The Hunger Games fandom and all hope was lost. BUT! Now I have renewed determination to get those books read!

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What about you? How are you doing with your goals and resolutions?

Fan Girl Friday

Hey guys!

Sorry I was MIA yesterday. Hermione evidently swapped places with a howler monkey yesterday because homegirl would Not. Stop. Crying. (And, honestly, neither would I.)

I seriously spent 90% of my day like this:

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This whole “working-from-home-with-a-baby-in-the-house” thing just ain’t working. Thankfully, my aunt runs an at-home daycare and she said she had space to take the little in a few days a week. Which means I’ll be able to get work done and keep myself sane! Woot!

Now, on to the geeky goodies!

Last week, I watched an awesome documentary: Done the Impossible: The Fan’s Tale of Firefly and Serenity.

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It. Was. Awesome! I was a little late to the Firefly fandom, so there was a lot of stuff I didn’t know about (like how the episodes weren’t played in order or that the fans wrote tons of letters/emails to Fox and begged for it to be kept on the air). It was so cool to see the fans’ passion and dedication to their show! I highly recommend it!

One of my goals this year is to run the full in the Oklahoma City Memorial Marathon. I started training with my sister this week and I think I’m going to need to get these for those early-morning runs:

All the other kids in the bright-light kicks...

All the other kids in the bright-light kicks…

You can actually change the color and pattern in which they light up!

 

Have a bathroom that’s smaller on in the inside? Not need to freak! I’ve got what you need!

Stay clean during your interplanetary travels!

Stay clean during your interplanetary travels!

This awesome shower caddy can store all of your shower schtuffs: shampoo, conditioner, rubber ducky in a bow tie…you know, the essentials!

And speaking of Who, check out this awesome closet I saw on Pinterest! I hope its bigger on the inside!

I hope its bigger on the inside!

I hope its bigger on the inside!