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Sooo pumped to have the gorgeous Ashley K from Run With Me here today! Follow her. She’s fab.
To an 80 year old, health is becoming wise enough to secure your favorite doctor’s telephone number for speed dial.
But what is health to the people our age? I think to most, myself included, it’s squeezing a workout in after work and before the bachelorette if we’re lucky. It’s buying fruits and veggies but pushing them aside for the TV dinner and break-and-bake cookies. 
I always save this blog for last because I know as soon as I read it, I’m going to feel guilty sitting on the couch instead of getting some cardio in! 
“And while the law of competition may be sometimes hard for the individual, it is best for the race, because it ensures the survival of the fittest in every department.” – Andrew Carnegie
I like to compete. I compete in every single aspect of my life, which is great in terms of holding myself to a high standard, but also borderline neurotic… As evidenced in my afternoon workout. I set out for my lunchtime workout realizing I forgot my tunes. No biggie, I like listening to nature now and then. But when I realized I did not have my stop watch, my entire workout plan went out the window and I felt a bit of panic come over me.
Maybe not so much panic as annoyance, but I was most definitely flustered. The thing is, I am very much attached to the timing of my workouts. I like to know exactly how long it takes me to run 3 miles, and I want to beat my time from yesterday. If I am running hills, I literally time each sprint and hope to beat the previous sprint or at least hit the same time every time. I even play with my stride, shorter versus longer strides to see which is faster (normally it’s shorter but I always give the longer a shot).
So as I took off running aimlessly with no route in mind. I settled on running about a mile to a hill that I knew of where I could complete 10 hill sprints and then run back. To my delight the hills flew by! I wasn’t timing every single sprint, and I simply felt fast. It was like I was reconnecting with the road and my stride, not worrying about how fast I was getting somewhere because it simply felt good to be moving. It was this in this moment that I stopped, looked and the sunlight and remembered how lucky I am to be able to run everyday whenever I want, wherever I want. Sure the gadgets are nice, but sometimes it’s a good idea to disconnect with all your toys, and reconnect with the world’s origin playground, the ground.
OMG I love her… go visit her blog! Now. Quill and Couture
or not, because my dog clearly didn’t want one at that second. Note the lean away. Dangit. It’s a good thing Tango’s so cute… or I might have been offended. : )
Or Ford! Or Tyra! These photos need to go in a portfolio. ASAP.
We also went to a couple other places, had a fab lunch and then went over to Sonoma to visit one of the first wineries there and have dinner at The Fig and The Girl. Or was it called The Girl and The Fig? Anywho. It rained like crazy in the morning, but cleared up just in time for the drive back to SF. Gorgeous views that my horrible camera skills don’t do justice…
If you happen to be feeling down today… or discouraged… or sad… please watch this video. This is the cutest kid: he just learned to ride a bike. Thanks to my friend, Doug Li for posting this on Facebook. I watched it about 8 times in a row. : ) Happy Friday to all!
