Professional Underwear

Okay, first we talk underwear, then we talk professional. My good friend, Rachel, who motivates me to do lots of fun things, running and otherwise, made this happen last weekend:



Yep, in undies in downtown Phoenix at the Undy 5000, a 5K to benefit the Colon Cancer Alliance and celebrate survivors.

I started off feeling good, but too strong because I had to pull back. I didn’t finish near where I would have liked at 32:03, but it was a gorgeous day and I ran in my underwear downtown (okay, not MY underwear).

The good news this month is…I started a new job! I am the marketing director for a top luxury real estate team in North Scottsdale. Remember way back when when I got my real estate license? Well, that came in handy, so now I’m helping the team market their listings and build their business and I can still sell houses too!

It was very hard to leave my last company I’d been with for three years and the people I worked with. On a more selfish level, one thing I always knew would be particularly hard would be giving up my morning bird hours.

In financial services, I worked the stock market hours, which in Arizona is 6 or 7 (depending on the time of the year because we don’t do daylight savings, shutupdontjudgeus) to 3 or 4. How wonderful is it to be done with work by 4 and have all late afternoon and evening for myself? Very wonderful.

The new job? 9 to 5! When I first learned that, I was wondering what the heck I was going to do with the first two hours of my day. Even on the weekends, I’m up by 7, but apparently, during my first week, I decided to sleep with the first two hours of my day!

I didn’t know I’d have to set an alarm to go to work by 9, but a. learning a new position is mentally exhausting, so I was tired and b. my bed is so comfy and I actually ended up sleeping in.

Today, though, I decided it was time. I was adjusted to the new routine and I was ready to add another layer to it. I got 5 tempo-y miles in. Still getting used to the tempo runs, but I know it’s the only way to improve my times. Morning runs are awesome, btw. Great weather, great views and a great feeling of accomplishment before my first cup of coffee!

Next up? Tackling adding new yoga classes in, since the schedule doesn’t really work with my much-loved 4:30 classes 😦

Next up tonight? Eating the chicken enchiladas that are cooking (a hot mess of about three different recipes) and catching up on this week’s Walking Dead.


Summer Camp (for Grown-ups)

I like my job for many reasons. One big one is that I work in a small office, but I’m actually part of a huge company (I don’t really know if it’s huge, but it’s the biggest one I’ve ever worked for!) that is headquartered in San Diego, which means…trips to that office on occasion and an annual conference held in a beautiful hotel in a great location there!

Last week, I went to my third conference, which is nuts! I remember the first one…I went for just one night I think and felt like such a newbie! Now I get to stay for the whole week (whole half-week really) and feel like an old pro.

Basically, all the corporate employees and the independent sales people (more or less) we serve converge for five days of meetings and learning sessions. And then at night, there are dinners and drinks and schmoozing with names that, now that I’m not tucked away in the little office, have faces. It feels like camp and vacation and a drink the Kool-Aid convention all at once and it’s a good thing.

That beautiful hotel? Here’s my view:

SD View

Looking around the convention hall during peak times + the APP that was created JUST for the conference + branded hotel room key cards helped me realize it really is a big company and a big event.

Here are some of my uber-professional outfits from the events (a big deal because usually work is a little more casual):


There were three other options, but apparently my nude pumps from G by Guess are my fave and those Columnist pants from Express that Boyfriend helped me pick out are fantastic…like wearing yoga pants, shhh don’t tell! And, yes, I got to wear a name tag lanyard all week! Hooray!

Finally…I was able to sneak away for two runs (an improvement over last year), less than I had planned, but there were much later nights than I was expecting! I ran by the harbor and into downtown, past Petco Park.

SD Runs

P.S. San Diego, I love you.

Moving to Seattle, kthanksbye!

PinnacleWe had a rainy Pacific Northwest-type weekend here in the Valley of the Sun and it was pretty spectacular! I got in an overcast hike at Pinnacle Peak on Thursday and was supposed to hike again with a long-lost friend on Friday evening, but she got called in to work an extra night shift, so when I got off work at 3:00, I ran six miles – two and a half with the wonder dog then three and a half on my own – before the rain started, so I suppose the canceled hike was for the best anyway!

On Saturday, I went to my regular yoga class, but it was my first time there since it got switched from Vinyasa Flow to Slow Burn, which focuses on slowing down the traditional vinyasa flow in an unheated room. I enjoyed the format and it just flew by!

TKMy planned open house was canceled because of the rain, so on the way home from the gym, I stopped at Target to get a Blu Ray player for my Netflix account.  Holy life-changing. That’s sad, right? Oh well, I stand by it. I got very cozy with Blair, Serena, Chuck, Nate and Lonely Boy this weekend. Don’t worry, I still got a lot of work done too and I even had some fun with real friends!

sleevesOn Sunday the rain eased up so I took off for a morning run, two miles with Rigo (he’s a monster), then three on my own. I got to wear my new running sleeves – a stocking stuffer from my now-a-runner Momma (she gets it). They were pretty great. Like being all cuddled up in bed with your foot sticking out. Ahhh.

The run was perfection, which is why I’m moving to Seattle. Obviously my running mojo comes from clouds and cool weather. Whenever it rains, my music of choice is chill singer-songwriter type stuff, so I switched on Matt White Pandora, which I thought would be too slow, but it was pretty perfect and just allowed me to zone out and go. It was my fastest run in a long time – just over 46 minutes and a 9:13 pace!

The clear day was perfect for a second attempt at an open house and it was a success! Desert dwellers don’t do well with rain, so everyone who felt cooped up on Saturday came out to play on Sunday! I actually stayed an hour longer than I expected because the traffic was just so consistent!

When I wrapped up and ran around picking up my signs – maybe my least favorite part of the job! – I gave myself a half hour and a few Shot Blocks before heading out for…RUN #2. Can you believe it?! I barely can.

I’ve heard that mimicking the Ragnar schedule with two-a-days, even followed by a morning run the next day, is very important to help you prepare. With the race less than a month away now, it’s time to get serious! I was about 60% feeling it, but I’m sure it will be a lot easier with 11 awesome women cheering me on. I planned for another five miles, but with a slightly tweaked ankle, some knotty knees and ominous dark skies, I opted for three and they felt great too! By the time I showered and dressed, it was pouring again!

I’m so glad it cleared up for a great Sunday and then that the rain came back for a lazy Sunday night of more Gossip Girl with a break for Downton Abbey —-> OMG.

How did you sweat this weekend? What’s your ideal running weather? Do you change your music mood based on the weather?

What a Day!

Today. Is a Big. Day.

Two years ago today I started my job. I recently read on 20 Something Financial that for ages 23-27, 75% of workers were with their employer for less than 2 years, and 88% less than 5 years. Sadly, not in that bracket anymore, so for ages 28-32, 68% of workers were with their employer for less than 2 years, and 84% less than 5 years.

I felt like I was at my first job FOREVER. Reality: 23 months (plus some intern time there too). Then, I had two yearish long stints at two different hotels.  It’s a totally tootable horn! And, once a year, the job takes me away to this lovely place…

…so that’s nice!

That’s not all. One year ago today, I got keys to my first home! There are still things I’d like to do to the home and I’m already thinking of more space, but it’s fantastic to have lived in a place for a year and not be packing up to move onto my next apartment…what a pain!

And still…

One year ago today, my munchkin was born! I had no clue at the time he’d be mine, but the universe sure did. Happy birthday, Rigmonster!

See? Big day!

And me? I’m maxed out on my PTO (a perk of being in a job for a while!) so I’m taking a long weekend and you can find me on my mat and at the pool!

A Total Waste of Tennis Shoes

I spent four days last week in beautiful San Diego and – total healthy lifestyle blogger fail – did not work out once!

Yeah, there are worse places to have to work.

I walked all around the hotel, the Manchester Grand Hyatt, IN HEELS and during down-time, around a little touristy village right outside the hotel, Seaport Village, and to dinners in the Gaslamp District, but my running shoes that I HAD to pack that almost tipped my carry-on into non-carry-on territory, really just went for a nice plane ride and to hang out in the closet of the hotel room. Poor things.

The trip took it out of me, but after resting (and watching The Vow) on Saturday night, I woke up on Sunday ready to work out, so I headed to use big #9 of my 10 Sumits hot yoga classes…and sweat out all the alcohol that comes along with work conferences.

Oh my goodness. The alcohol.

I really didn’t drink much until I turned 21 and even then I didn’t like it much. Sure, I had my share of Margarita Mondays during senior year of college and after college, the bar across the street was the place to be and when I was actively dating, meeting over drinks was the norm and let’s face it, I’m cute, so that was AT LEAST a few times a week!

Anyway, since I started to lead a healthier lifestyle…or at least try, no one’s perfect…drinking just isn’t really on my radar. But, as you can see, when I drink, it’s in social settings, and boy was this conference a social setting.

It’s been a while since I’ve had a night that turned into a “never again” proclamation, but this week/weekend of just three nights in a row of drinking and staying up late was enough for me to make that claim! I think my body thinks it’s about 20 years older than it actually is!

Two Birds and Two Confessions

I spent summers as a kid in one of these:

As a result, from the first week of swim team practice in June until about December, I had one of these:

And as a result of that, I now avoid tan lines like the plague. Before my recent trip to Vegas I ruined some poor salesgirl’s night making her search all over the store for the perfect bikini with bandeau top (and they ended up not having my size). I mean, yes, I still have a runner’s tan, but I try not to make it worse with bathing suit lines.

Anyway, since May was so crazy, I didn’t have make much time to work out or lay out by the pool (a guilty pleasure) enjoying the sun as it gradually went from delightfully warm to center of the earth blazing in the last few weeks.

So, I’d like to confess that when I snuck in swim workouts in the past few weeks, I put on my bandeau bikini, cap and goggles and did laps in the outdoor pool hoping to get my heart rate up and even out that runner’s tan at the same time!

Embarrassing? A little, although there were no slippage incidents and let’s be honest, I’ve done goofier things at the gym pool.

I’m also now very happy to confess why May was so crazy!  I spent the first three weeks sitting through 90 hours of real estate school, the last week studying and today passed my test to become a Realtor!

I’m really excited about this new path in my life.  It’s going to be a hot summer cutting my real estate teeth, but if I can break every now and then for a dip in the pool to clear my head (and tan my back evenly), it’s going to be a good summer!

It’s Friday, this is all I got…

Even to someone who instantly loved gua sha (me), it sounds a little fishy, so please accept this photo comparison:

After back and neck gua sha treatment last week:

After neck gua sha treatment today:

He rubbed (hard, I might add) and then just kinda went, “hmm, there’s nothing there.” Muscle issues eased, still working on the disc.

Having a sleepover tonight with a good friend so we can wake up bright and early tomorrow to do this:

It’s nice to have someone to be crazy with.

I looked at the calendar today and realized that in one month, my triathlon will be over! About three weeks ago, I was looking forward to being done with training calendars and what not, but now I’m kind of in a “oh no, what will I do when it’s over?” mood. I’m sure I’ll figure something out.

My boss told me this week, and I quote, “you are wasting your life away.” He has a way with words. What he meant was I am such a loyal and devoted (and healthy!) worker that I have maxed out my PTO and if I don’t take time off, I’m not accruing any more. What a problem to have! Vacation? Staycation? Or just a few long weekends? Yes, yes and yes, please.

Last weekend I attended the Arizona blogger meetup at La Grande Orange. Yum! It was so great to talk to the wonderful ladies who I read every day! Note: I would not look so cute as those girls if I had biked, hiked and biked some more.  They are sexy champs.

Carolyn, Me, Marisa, Stacey, Nicole, Emily and Ari

I’m debating seeing Hunger Games at midnight on the 23rd, but oh yeah, I hate teenagers and I can’t stay awake that late, which is why I haven’t been able to finish Mockingjay yet. I would LOVE to be one of those people who stays up til 3 reading a really good book, but sleep always wins. Usually by about 9:30. I will probably wait until a little of the hysteria stops (to see the movie, the book’s time on my nightstand is up this weekend).

Rigo was a terrible fitness influence this morning. Usually as soon as the alarm goes off, he is all up in my grill, but this morning, when it went off at 4:50 so I could get up and ride my bike trainer for an hour before work, he just stayed so sweetly snuggled in that the poor trainer got no love. He even slept past my normal wake up time! Yesterday, we went to the dog park AND ran sprint drills at the greenbelt by my house after I got home from the gym. I guess I’ve figured out the puppy energy drainage system. And don’t worry, I hopped on the trainer after work and watched 50/50.

I’m working on cleaning up my diet, but yesterday while running those sprint drills (unplanned) after taking a yoga class (planned) and swimming 1000 worth of intervals (planned), I thought to myself, “holy shit, if cleaning up my diet gives me even more energy, I’m not sure I’ll even know what to do with myself.” More on that clean up (and my plans to take over the world with the new energy) to come.

My coworker/coach is expecting a good report from the weekend, so time to have fun!

Tell me how you spend your time…

…and I’ll tell you who you are.

So, I also worked yesterday.  I reread my post and realized it sounded like I had quite the lovely, leisurely day because I didn’t mention that I also sat at a desk for eight hours, took some phone calls, worked on websites, put together a presentation and STS with my coworkers. 

I didn’t mention it because it wasn’t the focus of my day, plus I don’t believe you get an award for working, it’s just what you do.  Yesterday, I was much more excited about running and Katniss Everdeen and OPI’s My Chihuahua Bites.   

I have a pretty great job in that it’s engaging while I’m there, but it’s not consuming when I’m not (or when I am there, but shouldn’t be, which doesn’t happen). Work-life balance is really important to me and I don’t define myself by what I do for only 40 hours a week. Gen Y catches a little flack for this, but I’m pretty sure older people are just mad we figured it out earlier in life than they did.

For me, it started in the year after college when I realized I was falling into the eat-work-sleep trap and I promised that I would make every day about something other than work. 

I suppose I did kind of intend it in a selfish, but good-selfish way, but now it makes me think of a blog post I read a few months ago about how 20-somethings run because we’re jerks.  It gives us something to do and talk about doing to pretend we’re great and important to make us feel better that our lives are actually not at all what we expected.

I think the post got some mixed reviews, but I happen to think it’s hilarious.  Another question I dread being asked is “what’s new?”  I think I’ve got another few months left on the new house and new puppy, but it’s nice to also be able to bore people with stories about running and swimming and whatnot.

Anyway, I just wanted to say, yes, I do work, but ask me what I “do” and you won’t get a job title, instead I will have much more impressive and interesting (to me, anyway) things to tell you.