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10 minutes. 30 DU’s then 15 snatches (55#) and repeat.

I was terrified. I walked into the box about 15 minutes before I was going to compete and I was still terrified. I didn’t want all these people watching me and counting my reps. Most people love having others cheering them on. They thrive on it. But I really just want to blend into the background and do my workout.

The Open is no such a place.

I ran a 5k this morning to raise money for Haiti. I finished in 30:09 (which is right at my PR). It was 18 degrees outside but my friends Lisa and Nina and I had a great time! The theme was PJ’s so there were people in all different kinds of bed-wear and even some wearing curlers in their hair to run. We had PJ pants on but that was it. This is the first 5k in a series of two. The next one is May 17th, stay tuned.

So after running the 5k, I dropped my friends off, changed my shorts, and went over to the crossfit box. After a quick stretch session with some PVC, it was my turn.

10 minutes later I had completed 135 reps.

The DU’s killed me. Really it was the 5k that had left my legs completely helpless with 4 minutes left. My arms felt the brunt of it since they now look like I was whipping my forearms all afternoon. I’m definitely going to have to wear long-sleeves to the office on Monday.

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I was pleased to find upon entering the box that power cleans with a jerk were acceptable since I was not going to make it thru 15 snatches. My shoulder just isn’t up for that yet. I actually felt liked I moved the bar pretty quickly. Stupid double unders…

I am excited to hear what the next four CrossFit Open workouts are. Having people cheering and watching was really not that bad. I’ll probably have fun with it next week. Plus, no more 5k’s (or any other working out) prior to Open workouts.

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Running

My friend ordered a running/GPS watch a while back (and by while I mean several months ago) that finally showed up in the mail yesterday. This, of course, meant that we went running. It was 19 degrees outside in Kansas City at 5:30pm yesterday and we were running in the park. Yes, outside. No, we were not the only idiots doing it. 🙂

3.82 miles in 44 minutes but I walked 3/4 of a mile or so while she ran it since I went to crossfit yesterday morning and it was freezing (both good excuses right?). I have a 5k on Saturday that I’m pretty stoked about running (I’ll do just about anything for the kids in Haiti). I guess this also means I need to start increasing my milage if I’m going to seriously run a half marathon this spring…but it’s snowing outside (again)…

Run for Orphans

The Global Orphan Project is hosting a 5k race series with two 5k’s to raise awareness about their work. I travel to Haiti with GO to work with orphans in villages in Gonaives Haiti. They are a wonderful organization who are doing God’s work to make a difference in Haiti (and all over the world). Please sign up to run these 5k’s with me!

https://goproject.org/go-project/engage/events/5k/

Thanksgiving

The Thanksgiving Holiday is different for me every year, mostly because I am rarely with the same people or in the same place as previous years. My parents have always opened their home to anyone who didn’t have anywhere else to be for Thanksgiving which brough some great memories including Korean graduate students or fraternity brothers or even sometimes family.

 

I think this open invitation is due to my parents struggling through graduate school (both of them) with a 6 month old infant and vowing to make the path for those behind them easier (my Dad still chooses to teach classes on the college level) but it’s also because their only daughter rarely comes home for the feast because she typically has football tickets. Some years my parents have gotten smart and gone to the football game with me or traveled to have Thanksgiving close to the stadium so I would attend.

This Thanksgiving was a little bit different. It was different because for the first time since I went to college, I was a little sad to not be at my parent’s table. It was the first Thanksgiving without my grandmothers. It was the first Thanksgiving where the football wasn’t on Thursday (it was Saturday). It was the first Thanksgiving I had to work both Wednesday and Friday. It was the first Thanksgiving where I was completely alone in my house on Thanksgiving Night.

I think it’s healthy to want to be with family. I had a great Thanksgiving! Separation has created a longing to be home for Christmas that I haven’t had in the past. Typically my travel over the river and thru the woods is trying on a good year but this year I won’t care. I’m ready to go home for Christmas!

So what did I do for Thanksgiving this year?

I ran a 5k with my friend and her family and boyfriend which I PR’ed 🙂

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Then it was off to my friend Brad’s Parent’s house to have Thanksgiving lunch with them, his sister and her boyfriend, and their cousin. It was traditional food and super yummy!

Than back to Lee’s house to help cook Thanksgiving dinner and eat with the 5k crew. We packed up and went over to the club level of the hotel her parents were staying in to watch the lighting of the Plaza which officially kicks off Christmas in KC and was also on my KC Bucket List. 🙂 It was even better that we didn’t have to be outside in the cold with thousands of people!

After cleaning the dishes, Lee and her Mom and I went shopping at Kohl’s and Michaels. The lines were two hours long in Kohl’s to checkout but we ended up with some great loot including my presents for Affordable Christmas and the last (almost) of my Christmas gifts for friends and family!!

It was a long day but one I am emensely thankful for. Friends are chosen Family and I had two great families that adopted me for Thanksgiving. (By the way, my parents had 12 at their house for Thanksgiving this year including my brother’s girlfriend, and two care givers of my grandmother and their family members. Everyone said it was drama free and delicious, exactly how Thanksgiving should be!)

Race for the Cure

The 19th annual Susan G. Koman Race for the Cure Kansas City took place this morning in downtown Kansas City.

I ran with the Burns & McDonnell team which was pretty neat. It’s awesome to have a company to work for that not only pays me, but pays everything forward by funding community outreach opportunities. We had a tent in the team area and volunteers provides orange slices, granola bars, water and other snacks.

It wasn’t my best 5k time (I ran it in 30:27) but I didn’t feel so great. I know that’s an excuse but I finished and that’s what matters. The goal was 30 minutes so I kinda met it.

Today I ran in memory of Rosalyn Griffin and in honor of Lisa Schrader. Rosalyn Griffin was my Dad’s Aunt (Dad’s Mom’s Brother’s Wife) who acted like a grandmother and aunt to my brother and I while we lived in Tuscaloosa. She was a member of the Red Hat Club and an active member of her church. She was a sweet lady who passed away this past April from an infection. She had been a breast cancer survivor for several years and she never complained about it.

Lisa Schrader is a long time family friend from Austin Texas. She and her family were our second family for all major holidays while we were growing up in Austin. They moved to Colorado in 1999 and we’ve made several trips back and forth to visit them. She has beaten breast cancer and is a symbol of strength to me.

It’s a honor for me to have such amazing women in my life to be able to honor and remember!

It was also amazing to me to watch 21,000 people run a 5k this morning to help support cancer research. I knew that cancer affects lots of people but I really had no idea. Almost everyone there today had some connection to breast cancer. It brought tears to my eyes while I was running to think about all the pain and hurt we represented this morning and about how much we were working together as a community to make a difference.

Cancer sucks and today it didn’t win. We did.