{"id":68,"date":"2012-03-30T21:04:31","date_gmt":"2012-03-31T02:04:31","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.ayearwithoutrunning.com\/?p=68"},"modified":"2012-03-30T21:04:31","modified_gmt":"2012-03-31T02:04:31","slug":"time-to-reflect","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.ayearwithoutrunning.com\/?p=68","title":{"rendered":"Time to reflect"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>While this P90X workouts are doing something for me physically, it doesn&#8217;t help with material to write about.\u00a0 After all, it&#8217;s a 90 day program, and each day (at least 6 days per week) is an hour or more.\u00a0 Add on my freaky cardio fixes and there&#8217;s really no time to do anything new.\u00a0 I&#8217;m looking forward to getting out there again!<\/p>\n<p>In the meantime, since last week was my birthday I thought I&#8217;d take a moment to reflect on how truly fortunate I am to be writing such posts.\u00a0 There&#8217;s the luck of my health, which has been remarkably good all my life and with very few injuries.\u00a0 There&#8217;s the simple luck of geography, in that I live not only in a place with all the basics (like water and electricity) that so many go without, but my particular little town is great for running &#8211; good neighborhoods &amp; sidewalks everywhere!<\/p>\n<p>What may be just as important is the luck of my friends &amp; family, which started with very active parents who encouraged us to pursue some form of exercise each day.\u00a0\u00a0 <em><\/em>It has blossomed into siblings &amp; friends that join me for marathons &#8211;\u00a0 or at least let me stay with them when I&#8217;m in their town for a race.\u00a0 Some have even braved the pre-dawn hours to drive us to starts and watch the festivities.\u00a0 I have a husband that is spending this year whittling down his 1\/2 marathon time so he can beat me next fall, and a little boy who ran his first 5K at age 4.\u00a0\u00a0 More than anything else it&#8217;s that these people understand me and allow me to continue in my weird running or other exercise pursuits without complaint.\u00a0 (At least, not <em>much <\/em>complaint.)<\/p>\n<p>When it comes down to the people in my life I am most thankful for my husband.\u00a0 He is the one who started dating a casual marathoner (I was training for #9 at the time), having no idea it would determine a sort of life style for us.\u00a0 The past 15 years he has been my main &#8220;sponsor&#8221; and support team as we&#8217;ve traveled around the country &amp; overseas for races.\u00a0 He was with me when I watched an Ironman race for the first time and saw the gleam in my eyes.\u00a0 It was without hesitation that he assured me I could do one &#8211; all I needed was a good bicycle (he gave me his).\u00a0\u00a0 He never let a seed of doubt enter my mind and was thoroughly convinced that I could do whatever I wanted once I had the right equipment.\u00a0 He was there for me holding PB&amp;Js, bananas &amp; power gels as needed throughout 5 Ironman races and always had my favorite post-race treats ready or was willing to head off into the night to find them.\u00a0 By the time I had finished my last full Ironman race, he had not only picked up my swim &amp; bike gear from the transition area, the swim stuff was rinsed &amp; hanging to dry &amp; the bike was packed up &amp; ready for the trip home.\u00a0 Triathlete friends asked if he could be rented.<\/p>\n<p>Within 5 weeks of our son being born I was back out taking my long runs on Saturday mornings, leaving Jeff alone in the &#8220;deep end&#8221; with a newborn &#8211; not only for my run but for the post-run nap.\u00a0\u00a0 Sam himself has also been a great support.\u00a0 He was so used to getting outside for walks &amp; eventually runs in the stroller every morning that if we weren&#8217;t outside by 9am he started to get cranky.\u00a0\u00a0 They have both been great in dealing with the various trials &#8211; driving in the dark to drop me off at a race start, fighting LA traffic after getting me at a finish (cabs for that one ever since), camping out in the few patches of shade on a very hot day in Sonoma, &amp; fighting crowds and traffic at many, many races to stand and get a 4 second wave or hug at mile 20.\u00a0 I know that without the love, support and acceptance of my wonderful family I would not have been able to get my toe to the <em>start <\/em>of so many races, much less a full 100 marathons.<\/p>\n<p>I had a very nice birthday this year &#8211; quietly celebrated with a few friends, and yes I did receive some nice gifts.\u00a0 But the true gift is the one of this particular life that I get to lead, and the amazing people I get to spend it with.\u00a0 Thanks to all of you that are a part of it.<\/p>\n<p>Keep moving!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>While this P90X workouts are doing something for me physically, it doesn&#8217;t help with material to write about.\u00a0 After all, it&#8217;s a 90 day program, and each day (at least 6 days per week) is an hour or more.\u00a0 Add on my freaky cardio fixes and there&#8217;s really no time to do anything new.\u00a0 I&#8217;m [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-68","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ayearwithoutrunning.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/68","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ayearwithoutrunning.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ayearwithoutrunning.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ayearwithoutrunning.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ayearwithoutrunning.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=68"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/www.ayearwithoutrunning.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/68\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":71,"href":"https:\/\/www.ayearwithoutrunning.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/68\/revisions\/71"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ayearwithoutrunning.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=68"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ayearwithoutrunning.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=68"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ayearwithoutrunning.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=68"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}