Are you surprised?

I got asked this question recently when discussing my boys’ success in cross country. For a moment, I had a negative thought and asked for clarification. “What do you mean ‘am I surprised’?”

Well…you and your husband are athletic. You run. Of course, your boys are following in your footsteps.

Full stop.

Yes, my husband is athletic. But he’s ball sport athletic…football, basketball, tennis, racketball, ultimate frisbee, softball, track (mostly throwing and fat man relays). He’s also one helluva a cyclist…a point he argues with me frequently. Running isn’t his favorite.

Me on the other hand…I was not athletic growing up. I got a black eye during coach pitch softball. I leaned into the pitch apparently. I went out for track in middle school and quit when the shin splints hurt too much. I was overweight nearly my entire adolescence and early adulthood. I didn’t letter in anything in high school…zero letters.

So, when my freshman son letters in his first high school activity…yeah…it’s a big deal to this mama who learned how to be athletic later in life. The mama who learned the value of a good sweat session and that running endless miles for fun can be incredibly therapeutic and in more ways than one literally saved my life.

So yeah…I’m surprised. And grateful. And happy. And proud. So proud.


Life is so up in the air right now. I come to the blog, open a new post window, and stare at the screen. It’s hard for me to share anything right now, because our family doesn’t know where it’s going to land before the end of the year.

I don’t intend to be vague, but I don’t want to jinx anything right now. And I don’t want to get my own hopes up. I feel out of control, which drives my type-A personality crazy. And when I feel out of control, I avoid social media, which explains the lack of posting these days.

Flux = continuous change

In short, we’re house hunting. We found THE ONE. We are crossing our fingers and our toes hoping everything works out. Buying a house is the most emotionally exhausting experience outside of marriage and childbirth.

My freshly earned MLS degree is burning a hole in my pocket. I’m looking for other library opportunities. (I think I heard the inhaled shock sound from everyone who knows how much I love my current library and my current job.) I always said I was getting this degree to become a real librarian and now it’s time for me to make that happen.

And my coaching certification is almost complete. As excited as I am to get started, I’m also anxious about starting a coaching business and all the little cogs and wheels that go into keeping it running. Keep your eyes peeled on that coaching tab above for more details. All I’m waiting for at this point is for my CPR card to come in the (e)mail. I had unfortunately let my training lapse and had to renew it before I can get my full certification. I passed the test with flying colors.

Racing is the furthest thing from my mind. I scrapped the plans for a fast 5K when my training suffered too many missed speed workouts. I’m definitely running more consistently with zero current niggles or injury potential. The step streak is still going strong. I’m sitting at 285 days. I’m starting to wonder what I’ll do at the end of the year. Let the streak expire? Or keep it going? Do I reward myself for a year of 10K a day or do I just pay myself on the back?

I’m still on the hunt for my first 1000 mile year. I think it could happen, but it’s going to be mean some fairly consistent running through the rest of the year. At least 3 miles per day.

I think that updates everything that’s going on in our Neon little world.

Sick and Tired

Nothing can bring a training plan to a grinding halt like a sinus / ear infection. Yuck. I felt like I went to the doctor early enough, but the last five days have been nothing but pain, drainage, snot, phlegm, coughing, and medicine fogs. I haven’t run since Sunday. Blah. And the steroid has me bloated and up several pounds. FRUSTRATING. Especially considering that I was supposed to start two doses of speed work this week.

At this point, I might just see what I can get done tomorrow with a long run, and then toss out the rest of the workouts from last week. It’s only a 5K. That’s what I keep telling myself. I’m only training for a 5K, so these workouts aren’t as vital. They are just the difference between how much progress I’ll make on my current PR.

At least that’s what I keep telling myself.


Yesterday was day 240 of my 10K step streak. Two-hundred and forty. Woah. Only 125 days to go. Yep, it’s official. I am definitely going to attempt a 365 step streak! One year of 10K+ steps per day.

I finally made an IG post about the new tool in my life. About a month ago, on a whim, I ordered a Sidekick Tool after both Gwen Jorgensen and Sara Hall posted testimonials. I’ve always been intrigued by muscle scraping, and it made a lot of sense when I read articles about the science behind it. I’ve dealt with a lot of lower leg issues over the last couple of years, especially shin splints. Physical therapy and regular strength training help a lot, but foam rolling and my roll-8 only do so much. Scraping seems to be the game changer. And my favorite thing about it…it’s fast. Only 30-60 seconds per area. Right now I’m only doing in on the days that I run, before or after stretching or PT exercises.

Side note: I know my shin splints are partially as a result of my pronation. I’ve tried several different levels of support shoes with none providing complete relief from my symptoms.

I started an experiment this week. I have started eating lunch at 11am. I normally take my lunch at work at noon. But when you wake up at 5am, have a small toast and coffee breakfast, run 3-5 miles, and then rush off to work, you are ravenous by noon, even if you add a snack in there. I needed nutrition earlier in the day. It’s been a great shift. I snack throughout the day and never have that empty stomach starvin’ Marvin feeling. I’ve been bringing a Vega One shake, chicken salad, these amazing almond flour crackers from Costco, and a Veggies Made Great frozen muffins…also from Costco. Actually, the chicken is from Costco too. Lunch by Costco!

Training is still happening. I’m struggling to get up and run before work four days a week. I find myself shifting one of my weekly runs to the weekend. I’m not sure if I should rewrite my training plan, so just keep trying to get all five workouts in per week and not worry about the days.

Alright…off to conquer the world. Also known as after school text message updates with the boys.

I lied

Almost three weeks ago, I blogged and said I’d blog again the next day. I didn’t.

What haven’t I done in 3 weeks:
1. Blogged.

What have I done:
1. Washed my face every night before bed. And my feet…it’s my number one self-care thing that gets forgotten. Wiping off my feet with a warm wash cloth before I go to bed feels soooo good. Does anyone else do that?
2. Did ALL of my workouts. Yep…in three weeks, I haven’t missed a single one. Well…this morning I snuggled Tiny Boy instead of running 3 miles. I’ll make it up tomorrow.
3. Stayed completely caught up on laundry, dishes, and vacuuming. I know…I can’t believe this one either. My house hasn’t been this clean in two years!
4. Cooked A LOT. We have eaten out maybe once or twice a week the last two weeks. I’ve actually meal planned and stuck to the grocery list. I also figured out how to bake sourdough bread on a weeknight without having to stay up until 11pm.
5. Read TWO books that have nothing to do with school or work.
6. Kept the step streak alive. Today is day 235!

I guess that’s what happens when I shove a big piece of pie off of my plate. I didn’t realize how much of my brain grad school consumed, but it was a big ole chunk. My ability to think and remember things is amazing.

Life right now is GOOD, and I’m enjoying it. Mr. Neon is still rocking the middle school math teacher life. The boys are having a good start to the school year. Tiny is in his last year of elementary school. Good riddance. I don’t know what it is about my kids and intermediate school (3rd-5th), but it’s rough. The principal and teachers are great, so I don’t know what our deal is. Those 3 years have been the most challenging phase for both of them. The one positive is that Tiny gets his first instrument tonight. Trumpet here we come!

Middle school is awesome in comparison. Runner Boy is FINALLY on the XC team and is thriving. Having scheduled practice every day after school is doing wonders for him. I can’t wait to see what he can do with the next seven weeks of the season.

This time though…no promises of when my next post will be. I always hope that I can get on here more often, but life (living the GOOD life) gets in the way. And that’s definitely not a bad thing these days!