Monday, December 31, 2012

2013, Bring It On!

So we are in the final moments of 2012. This has been a crazy year! I feel very fortunate to be closing out 2012 healthy and happy. I've reframed my life view, conquered anxieties and fears, and come through the other side of recovery older and wiser. I'm truly looking forward to 2013 and all it has to offer. So tonight I reflect using gratitude and peace. I hope you're all doing the same. ♥
[image via indulgy]

Saturday, December 29, 2012

11 months!

This morning I've accomplished a 6 mile run, breakfast with the OKARG, laundry, dishes, vacuuming and steam cleaning the floors, plus a shower. Not bad for 9:30 a.m.! What, might you ask, is sparking this new wave of energy? Progress. These last couple of weeks have been stressful-I had my platelets tested because of these darn bruises (all good, holllllerrrr), the shooting in Connecticut has me anxiety-ridden at work, and the usual holiday stress has been ridic. BUT, I'm FINE. I'm coming around to my old self, where I stress but not to the point of making myself sick. I am letting things roll of my shoulders more and more each day. In fact, Christmas day was my 11 month anniversary and I barely spent any time thinking about the heart attack. I took a moment to reflect, then put it to the side. It felt amazing. The stress of this year is feeling more and more like a memory and less like something I need to deal with on a daily basis. With the year anniversary coming up in a month, I'm interested to see how I will react.

Running wise, I have been slacking. Morning workouts during vacay have definitely suffered. The kids are just too cute to wake up at 4 a.m.! They love having me home more. So today was the first time I've gone for a run this week. It turned into a 6 miler which was fine by me. This next week I need to kick it into high gear because my next race is a half marathon in Safety Harbor on Feb 2nd. Any ideas for halfs next year? Who is doing something in Florida? ♥  
Best Damn Race here I come!

Tuesday, December 25, 2012

And A Happy Holiday It Is!

I hope everyone is enjoying today with loved ones, no matter where you are or what you celebrate. Let's all reflect on how lucky we are to be able to be present on this day. Max certainly is enjoying his new toy, courtesy of Aunt Stephy. Now go drink some egg nog. ;)


Saturday, December 15, 2012

I Survived (This Week).

This week could only be described as a blur. This was the last week of the semester for my doc program. In between all of the other things happening, I would sneak off to my laptop to do some writing. Sleeping? Ha, good one. Tuesday was a School Board Meeting. Those of you close to me know how much energy and anxiety was put into that meeting. Wednesday my paper was due, and then Friday we took the kiddies to Sea World. This morning I woke up early to run 5 miles and now I'm getting ready to do a 4k tonight. Needless to say, I'm beat.

Amid the madness more bruises appeared. My arms look like I'm in some sort of fight club. Big ones, small ones, purple ones, red fish, blue fish. The ankles are still a problem too. So Friday morning I squeezed in a doctor appointment. Blood work was taken, and hopefully I'll get some answers early next week. Of course I sobbed like a baby because I'm so sick of doctors (no offense, they did save my life) and medical stuff. But, y'do whatcha gotsta do.  ♥

Saturday, December 8, 2012

Random Bruises

Ok, ok, I know it's been a week and a half since I've posted anything, but I've just been living in Normal EFville. I've been basking in the idea of being healthy and another year older. It's been a nice week and a half off from blogging and thinking about the heart attack. Of course I've been taking my medications and running but I hit a new plateau...unintentional normalcy. Or at least as close to it as I have had. After 10 months of eating, breathing, sleeping and dreaming heart attacks, this past week I went back to worrying about the usual craziness of work and school. It was actually...refreshing.

Just when I thought the week was going to turn into an extended vacay, the bruising started. A massive one appeared on my arm, to which my students all shrieked in horror at, wondering if I was in some sort of UFC training class on the weekends. I (of course) told them they should see the other guy (I kid, I kid). It's finally starting to fade, which is good because I only have so many 3/4 length shirts to wear during the Florida winter.

I'm sexy and I know it
Just be glad I didn't post a pic of the one on my stomach. As Beyonce says, I don't think you're ready for this jelly.

Yesterday a whole new issue occurred. My right ankle started swelling and bruising for no apparent reason. I didn't twist it, smack it against something or punch myself in the ankle, so who knows why this is happening. Regardless, I ran this morning with Amy (she finished her 20! YEAH!), Kathleen and Joe. I could just feel the squishiness and how tender it was. Now I'm propping it up on the couch while I procrastinate and snuggle the kids. Anyone else ever have these problems? Please comment! I hope everyone has a restful, injury free weekend. ♥  


The Michelin man called, he wants his feet back