OK, so I totally fell off the radar during the month of July! I didn’t intend to… it just sort of happened.
We celebrated the 4th and Reece had off school until the 10th and it’s really hard for me to get much done on the computer when he’s home. He’s well behaved, just very demanding. I hear “Mommy, mommy, mommy” a LOT!! I know all of you with toddlers probably understand 😉 Sometimes it’s weird having a 14 year old act that way, but after years of him NOT TALKING I never take it for granted!
And then a push to get 4H projects done happened. Plus the girls wanted to ride horses every night and go swimming every afternoon. Shoot, I wanted to go swimming every afternoon!
Here’s some pictures of what our July looked like….
And that, my friends, was my July in a nutshell. It flew by and now the fair is over and school is around the corner…..
How was your summer? Are you ready for school to start??
Ever wondered what the CrossFit craze was all about? Me, too. So, I joined 4 weeks ago. And let me tell you, if you DO NOT love a sweaty, hard, near-impossible workout, then CrossFit is not for you! But, if you like getting your butt kicked several times a week with other crazy people, then you should totally try it!
I have been intrigued with CrossFit for several years, but never could justify driving into town (10 mile away) several days a week to workout. Not to mention, the only time that might work for me was 5:30 am and there was NO WAY I was getting up that early!
For the last several years of my fitness journey, I’ve always chosen at home workouts and done my exercising alone. I’m a pretty self-motivated person, so that has worked fine for me. After running my half marathon 2 months ago, though, I became completely unmotivated on the fitness front!
In my head I had big plans…. I was going to maintain a 6 mile base, I was going to pick up weightlifting again (I have a nice set of dumbbells), I was going to do PiYo again.
And you know what?
I was having a hard time doing any of it!
A nearby town (my hometown, actually) has had a CrossFit group for the last 4 years. I’ve known the owner since the beginning because we did a few presentations together that our chiropractor sponsored. I would talk about food and farming and she would talk about fitness.
Anyway, during the first week in June, she ran a BOGO deal to join CrossFit, so I decided maybe that was what I needed to get myself back in gear!
Let me tell you, I LOVE IT!!!! I love all the weightlifting (I took a weightlifting class my senior year of high school and fell in love with it!), the difficulty of the workouts and doing it with a great group of people. I wasn’t sure what I would think about exercising with others around to see my sweaty self, but EVERYONE is a sweaty, gasping mess when it’s all over, so nobody cares and everybody is very encouraging.
There is a wide wage of people that go. Some are super buff and have been doing this for years. Some are like me- not in terrible shape, but definitely could use improvement. And others are at the very beginning of their fitness journey. There’s also all sorts of ages- teenagers, 30-something moms/dads, and 60-something grandmas and grandpas!
Anyway, if you have a CrossFit box (that’s what the official gym is called) anywhere in your near vicinity, I highly recommend it!
WHY I WORK OUT
OK, so I’ve told you about my latest fitness thing, but what gets me out of the bed at 5:00 am to get to CrossFit by 5:30 am or pushes me to run 13.1 miles or to hold that downward dog pose an extra few seconds?
Well, I’ve got several reasons 🙂
1 This guy
As you know, Reece has autism and more than likely, will live at home forever. I really want to be able to take care of him for as long as God allows me to. I want to be able to do that, though, as my best self! I don’t want to be 60 and get winded walking up stairs or have high blood pressure or have who knows what other health problems that crop up when you are out of shape. In full disclosure- Reece can be difficult sometimes. He can have full on meltdowns and get violent (which has gotten so much better since we switched schools a few months ago!). Maybe some of that will get better as we get through puberty, maybe it won’t. But I need to be able to handle him as much as possible. Someday he’ll be stronger than me, but I want that day to be far off and even when it comes, hopefully, I’ll still be able to do what I need to do to help him. He’s also been known to run away when he doesn’t want to do something. I need to be able to chase after him! If I’m overweight and out of shape and he takes off to the road, what’s going to happen? So, he’s my number one motivation for keeping up with my exercising.
2 My future grandkids. Obviously, I don’t know what that will look like and how many I might have (I have requested 10, and so far my girls are good with that, lol!). I want to be an active grandma that can take them places and keep up with them!
3 My future self. I want to do everything in my power to live as healthy as possible and to age as best as I can. Now, granted, God may decide to throw me a curveball. But, our bodies are a temple and would you really let a temple get rundown? Nope! Our selfish, lazy, sinful nature can get in the way, I know, but I really think trying your best to be as healthy as possible is a good spiritual practice! Remember, God created us in HIS image! Taking care of the bodies He’s given us shouldn’t be always put on the back burner.
4 My mom and dad. OK, you want some inspiration? Listen to this little story… My mom (who, as you know, ran a half marathon to celebrate turning 60!) didn’t start running until she was 50! My dad didn’t start running until he was 60! So, in other words, you have no excuse for not exercising. You may think “I’m too old to start working out. There’s no way I could do it.” Well, I’m hear to tell ya, that being an advanced age is not a reason for neglecting your fitness!
5 My husband.
I want to look good for him and to be around for the long haul! I know our vows said “in sickness and in health” but I prefer to focus on the health part! Like I said before, God may choose something different for me, but right now, I can do the best I can to be in as good of shape as possible. I want us to be an active older couple (which I can guarantee will consist of lots of farming for us! Ha! We will definitely NOT be a retired couple that traves much, lol!)
What are your favorite forms of exercise? What are your motivations?
We are smack in the middle of wheat harvest right now! (Update: We finished last night before our area got a big storm!) Hip-hip-hooray! Seriously, I think wheat harvest is the absolute best time of the year and I feel so sorry for everyone that doesn’t get to experience it!
This year makes my 37th wheat harvest 🙂 We have two main harvests around these parts- wheat harvest and fall harvest. Fall harvest starts in October and can run to almost Christmas and is long and drawn out. Wheat harvest, on the other hand, starts mid-June and everyone is usually done by the first of July (although I do remember several 4th of Julys as a kid where we had to miss the town fireworks because we were cutting.)
In this area, we grow hard red winter wheat. We plant it in October and it comes up, looking like green grass. It stays dormant all winter (but still stays a pretty green) and then starts growing again in March. This wheat is used for all that bread you see in the grocery store and any flour you might buy! Did you know Kansas is the number 1 wheat producer in the United States? So, if you eat bread (whether you buy it or bake it yourself), there’s a good chance some of the wheat used to make it came from a Kansas farm 🙂
As a kid, harvest was like another holiday! We all looked forward to it and we’d fight to get the first combine ride. We had two main elevators that we hauled to- one handed out glass bottles of pop (later switching to aluminum cans) and the other handed out bubble gum. You could find us kids somewhere in the field or on the road to the elevator during harvest. Mom pretty much let us go where we wanted and if we wanted to come home, then we had to hitch a ride from our uncle or grandpa (if we were hauling the wheat back to the bins at our house) or wait until supper when Mom brought food to the field.
I have so many harvest memories! We would play in the grain in the back of a wheat truck, take naps in the combine, try to chew the wheat long enough to make gum (you had to chew for like an hour!), eat our share of raw wheat and come home dirty and scratched up from the wheat stubble! It was hot, it was windy, it was dusty and it was so awesome!
As I got older and became a teenager, my role changed. I still had a blast in the field, but I eventually graduated to truck driver and occasional combine driver. We had converted semis (instead of pulling a trailer like you normally see with semis, my dad and uncle elongated the frame and put a grain bed on it). The trucks all had quirks, which you learned very well after hours and hours of driving them 🙂 They also did not have air conditioning and there was no radio.
We often cut late into the night (think 2 am), which would result in 80- 90 hour work weeks for almost 2 weeks. My sister, who was 13 when I started driving trucks, was given the glorious job of keeping me awake at night! Guess who would nod off? ….. you guessed it- my sister! I enjoy a good prank and one night I dumped my water jug on her to wake her up. It was totally worth it using up the last of my water to see her jolt awake with a scream 😉
There’s an adrenaline rush that comes with wheat harvest. We have a small window to get it in and June is still prime time for thunderstorms around here. I have many memories of being chased out of the field by a later afternoon storm. The last thing you want is for the combine to get rained on because even if the combine bin has been emptied out, there is still wheat left in the crevices. If you get water in there, you end up with a stinky, fermented mess! (Ask me how I know 😉 )
One year, after driving trucks for a few days, they decided to put me in the tractor and have me start planting the double crop soybeans. I was basically running behind the combine. An afternoon thunderstorm popped up and everyone scrambled to get the equipment home. My sister was riding with me and we were in the far end of the field (it happened to be one of the biggest fields we had!). I was told to just keep planting until the rain came, so my sister and I are out there just planting away, watching the storm come closer and closer…. and then on the radio, they break in with a tornado warning! A tornado had been spotted only a couple miles from our field and was headed our way!
There was no shelter and no way for us to get to any. We discussed jumping in a nearby creek if things got dicey, but until that happened, we decided just to do what any self-respecting Kansas farmkid (who is accustomed to tornadoes!) might do… keep planting! Thankfully, it all disappeared as fast as it popped up. It was a story we talked about for years, though 😉
My kids love wheat harvest as much as a I do. Everybody get their first combine rides as babies. My 10 year old niece got her first combine ride just a couple days ago… she thought it was extremely boring and she can’t figure out what all the hype is about. Maybe you have to grow up with it? You catch the excitement of the adults and it just stays with you?
During wheat harvest these days, my job is to run the combine occasionally, which I LOVE. Yesterday, I started teaching Lindy (who is 11 years old) how to run it, so one day she can help. (Update: After 3 days of operating it for several hours each day, she’s a pro and is about ready to solo!) That’s one thing about farmkids- you start learning to drive large equipment, which would intimidate most adults, very early in life!
Once wheat harvest is over, it’s almost a let down. On one hand, you’re relieved that the crop is in the bin (this means money for the farmer!), but after the adrenaline rush that keeps you going for a week or more, you kind of feel a crash and it’s rather sad that all of the excitement is over.
So, three cheers for the 2017 wheat harvest!! And if you live anywhere near a field being cut, ask for a ride. Most farmers are happy to explain all that they do and share the excitement of it all 🙂
Have you ever experienced a harvest season? Does anyone else have a yearly “thing” that happens that you consider an unofficial holiday?
What does a weekend look like living on a farm? Well, it doesn’t look like what a lot of you probably experience 😉 I decided to do a little weekend recap so you can get a glimpse of life on the farm!
I started off my Saturday with a short, easy run to test out my newly adjusted knee. I started having problems with it after a 3 mile run on Wednesday, so this run was a slow (12min/mile) 1.5 mile run to make sure all was well. It was super humid at 7 am, which is extra hard on my asthmatic lungs, but I was happy with my knee when it was all said and done 🙂 During that run, I passed my father-in-law in the tractor on his way to get hay and saw my husband leave on his way to go feed our Charolais herd.
After breakfast, the girls headed out to feed cows with Grandpa (they’ve been doing that every Saturday since they were babies) and I headed outside to take care of chickens! That consisted of feeding and watering broilers (we’re butchering them tomorrow- yay!) and opening up and watering the layers. I also watched the lagoon goats for awhile to make sure the fence would hold. I spent a large portion of Friday fixing fence because they decided butting and busting through the fence was an appropriate activity…sigh….
I talked to my sister on the phone for awhile….
And then it was time to make dinner! I decided hamburgers was an easy meal, so that’s what we had! Elisa (my oldest daughter) had been out mowing cotton stalks, but a 45 minute rain shower chased her in from the field. Jeff also came in because of the rain, so we actually all ate together. That doesn’t always happen during the busy seasons 🙂
It continued to rain on and off the rest of the afternoon, so I replaced a zipper on Lindy’s jacket (my first time for that!) and baked for our church potluck.
Also during the day, the girls fed our 4 orphan kittens. We’ve had them in the house for the last 3 weeks and I am ready for them to be outside! The girls worked on converting an old chicken pen to a kitten pen, but with the intermittent rain showers, they weren’t able to get it done.
OnSaturday evening, the kids ate leftovers and went to bed early and Jeff and I had our weekly date night! We’re very exciting people…. we do the same thing every Saturday night and have for the last 10 years, but we like it 😉 We order breadsticks from Casey’s and watch a Netflix show. We love all the superhero shows and right now we’re working on the current season of Arrow.
On Sunday morning we did chores before church (the girls have to take care of their horses and Lindy has 3 4H goats and Elisa has a show heifer and I obviously did the chickens again). Jeff decided to wait until after church to feed the Charolais because of intermittent rain.
We had a potluck and business meeting so we didn’t get home until 1:30. I went with Jeff to feed the Charolais. He made me feed the pellets while he filled the water tank because I was smart and wore my mud boots 😉
We barely beat the rain home! Jeff went outside to his shop to work, Lindy went muddin’ with her cousin on their 4 wheelers and Reece, Elisa and I went over to my mother-in-law’s to visit. My in-laws live just down the driveway from us and we visit with my mother-in-law most Sunday afternoons. On nice days we like to sit on the front porch, but she was in the middle of a cleaning project, so we just stayed inside.
In the evening, we all went to our last self-defense class at our church. Our pastor is a former martial arts instructor so he and his wife taught us! It was fun, informative and enlightening! They even had a kid’s class. My girls said they learned a lot 🙂
When we got home from that, we all got ready for bed and hit the hay, lol! And here we are… Monday morning.
So, that was our oh-so exciting weekend! It was pretty typical for us. We never do anything exciting and Saturday and Sundays are just more work days for us! The animals always need taken care of and during planting and harvesting times, you’ll find us out in the field. We don’t *do* things the way other people do. No trips to the pool or the zoo or the lake. We just stay home and work, but, crazy enough, we love it 🙂
What does a typical weekend look like for you? Do you like going, going, going or do you prefer to stay home?
Ok, so I love to read other blogs where the blogger actually tells you something about themselves that is random or funny or just ordinary! So, today, that’s what I’m doing!
1 This is my daily summer uniform…. I care very little about fashion and when I spend most of my summer day outside doing farm/yard/gardening stuff, then this is what I wear! When it’s muddy, I trade the Redwings for my awesome Muck boots 🙂
2 An accessory you can often find hanging out of my back pocket are my gloves! I grew up rarely wearing gloves, but my husband is a firm believer in them, and over the years, I’ve become accustomed to wearing them for anything and everything! Chicken chores, gardening, yard work…. I even carry them with me in the car in case I need to change a flat tire! And, yes, I generally always keep track of the same pair. I replace them when the holes in the fingers get too bad.
3 We have 5 dogs. Yes, you read that right, FIVE!! Crazy! I’ve always been a dog person, but was more of a 1 dog person. But, my youngest is the biggest dog girl you’ve ever met, so our herd has expanded. We have a little, very old terrier mix (Spot. We think she’s around 17? She was a stray that showed up at my parents’ house years ago), Muddy (Great Pyrenees), Maddie (Great Pyrenees), Joey (he’s technically my in-laws’ dog, but he mostly hangs at our house because that’s where all the action is! And Elisa is showing him for 4H. He’s a lab/weimereiner/shepherd mix), and Sparky (Lindy’s little dog. He’s a yorkie/chihuahua/pomeranian mix).
4 This is the front of my Suburban. I drive a 16-year-old vehicle, but I’m not quite ready to get rid of it yet…. and see that “Eat Beef” tag? All of our vehicles have one and we’ve been putting them on our trucks and SUV’s since before we were married! Back in the day, it was popular among our local farm/country kid crowd and Jeff and I just never outgrew it 🙂 Plus, you know, we grow beef….
5 I love a chaotic, bursting-with-color flower planter! No color themes for me! The more color and blooms the better!
6 This is the front of my house. Yes, it’s a double wide that we added on to. I used to be prejudice against people that lived in these, but I’ve since changed my tune and I adore our little double wide! I’ll be writing a post about that one of these days…..
7 I am a HUGE George Strait/Brad Paisley/Garth Brooks fan! And, I fulfilled my bucket list and have seen all of these guys in concert!!! George was with Reba (an awesome double whammy). I went with my sister and we had to sit way up high in the nosebleed section. I got to see Brad last winter with Elisa. He was amazing in concert! We held up a neon sign that said “Me Neither” (if you are a Brad Paisley fan then you know why 😉 ) and during the concert he called us out and then played the song! Garth, though, was the best of all. I’m an original Garth fan. Think his very-first-album-on-cassette-tape type fan. I was so bummed I never saw him in the 90’s and when he “retired” I figured I’d never get to see him. But, then he came out of retirement and Jeff and I got to see him in Wichita last winter! And then best of all…. we had 3rd row center seats!! We could see every last wrinkle and drop of sweat! It was the best concert I’ve ever been to 🙂
8 I prefer line dried clothes. I grew up hanging out clothes for my mom and it took some convincing after we were married, but Jeff put up a clothes line for me and I use it during the spring, summer and fall. There’s nothing better than slipping into your line dried sheets after a long day’s work.
9 I keep my thermostat set on 80 all year around! I am one of those people that is cold all.the.time. So, summer is my favorite season and 95 is my favorite outdoor temp. In the winter, our heater runs a lot, but I don’t care. And in the summer, the air conditioner doesn’t kick on very much (until July. July and August in southern Kansas is not for the faint of heart!). If you come over to my house, prepare to be warm and dress accordingly 😉
10 One of my favorite meals is a cheeseburger in the field! Yup, you read that right. When I was growing up, my mom had to take meals to the field A LOT and one of her staples was to cook hamburgers and wrap them in foil. Many times the whole family would eat out there (during the busy seasons it might be the only time we’d see our dad!). When I got old enough for field work, guess what she brought me? And I still love them to this day. I have taught my girls how to make them and wrap them in foil, so this spring when I’ve been out in the field, Elisa and Lindy bring me a cheeseburger in foil. Best.burger.ever. Seriously.
What’s a fun random fact about you?? Do you agree or disagree with any of mine?
Do you want your family to eat most of their meals at home? How do you do that when you hate to cook? Well, I hear ya. We eat at home almost all the time. Literally. Like we go out once every few months. Crazy, I know. But I’m going to let you in on a couple of secrets for how I manage to feed my family at home all the time and do most of it from scratch.
My first secret is a practical one I learned from my mom:
Keep your pantry and freezer stocked!
I have a mental list of go-to meals that I know my family enjoys. It’s nothing complicated and amounts to things like barbecue meatballs, various chicken dishes, hamburgers, sloppy joes, pork chops, mashed potatoes, green beans, various fresh veggies, etc. They are very traditional meals.
Rather than watch the sale fliers from the grocery store and plan my meals around that, I watch the fliers for those things that fit with our list of meals and stock up. This gives me the ability to cook almost anything I want at any time. Sometimes I meal plan, but most of the time I don’t. I’ll try to plan in my head about 24 hours in advance so I can get something out of the freezer to thaw on time, but I don’t have a fancy plan, that’s for sure!
By always restocking my pantry and freezer, I never have the excuse that we have nothing to eat!
Now, you don’t have to cook traditional meat-and-potato meals like my family prefers. This idea of keeping the pantry and freezer stocked works for any type of meal preferences!
If this is totally new to you, then sit down and make a list of meals you know your family likes. Write down the ingredients needed to cook those meals and stock your pantry and freezer so you can make any of those meals at anytime! And don’t just buy one of something.
For instance, if you know you’ll need tomato sauce for a certain dish, buy several so you can make that dish more than once.
By shopping and cooking this way, it also eliminates multiple weekly grocery trips.
Until our small town got a grocery store again, I had to travel 12 miles to the nearest store, so I often would go two weeks between trips!
Now I’ll let you in on another secret about me….
i hate to cook!
Yup, that’s right. I’ll give you a bit of the back story on that and then I’ll tell you how I overcame it 😉
I grew up in a very traditional farming family. My mom cooked two meals every day, without fail, which we called “dinner” and “supper.” (See we were/are very old fashioned!) Dinner was promptly at noon and supper was always at six. During busy seasons, she would take meals to the field for anyone that was out there, but the premise was still the same.
When I got married, I did NOT know how to cook! My poor mother tried multiple times, but I was a confirmed tomboy and farmhand and I did NOT like being inside doing domestic work!
The first year of our marriage, Jeff and I lived on sandwiches, frozen pizza and macaroni and cheese. He’s easy going about most things, so he really didn’t care. But after we had kids, I realized that I wanted my kids to have the same meal time memories that I had, so….
I learned to cook.
And I hated it.
But, yet, I cook two meals a day 6 and half days a week (I take Sunday evenings off and it’s a fend-for-yourself/popcorn night!).
The fact that I hate to cook, yet do it all the time, surprises a lot of people! I’ve had close friends who will confess to me how they just can’t get their meal times together and they wish they could cook as much as I do. And then they’ll say, “I know you like to cook, though.” I just laugh and tell them, “Nope! I actually hate it and if I could hire a chef, I totally would!”
My secret is that I’ve made it a habit to plan and cook two meals a day. I just do. It’s like brushing your teeth or making your bed. Do you like to brush your teeth? Honestly, it’s probably not what you would consider fun, right? But it’s necessary for your health and well-being.
Cooking meals for your family is the same way. I don’t enjoy it, but my desire for my family’s health and well-being wins out over my hatred of all things kitchen.
On another note, my autistic son LOVES to cook, so I’m hoping if he ends up living at home as an adult he can just cook for me, ha!
What are your struggles in the kitchen? Any tips for those of us that don’t enjoy being in the kitchen?
Are weeds getting the best of you and your garden? Ever wondered if there was a way to get rid of them? Is it truly possible to have a weed free garden?
Yes, it is.
But it will take some prep work.
Let me start you off with a story of my gardening history and then I’ll let you in on the secret 😉
My mom always had a garden. And we kids always had to help her. Which we hated, I mean, loved. Every year we had to clean out the chicken house, dump the manure on and then later put straw over that. It was a lot of work and wasn’t pretty at all!
In my early married life, I decided to have my first garden. Jeff tilled a spot and I happily planted in the dark brown luxurious dirt. And I grew a giant crop of… weeds. I blamed it on location.
So, the next year, we tried again, this time in our front yard. I figured if it was closer then I could take better care of it. The idea being convenience.
It was better, but I still had lots and lots of weeds!
I remembered my mom’s method of garden, so I tried that.
And I still had weeds!
And then a few years ago, I was introduced to lasagna gardening. You can check out this book for more details. The problem was adapting it to my situation for my fairly large garden. So after a few years of experimenting, I think I have it figured out.
CARDBOARD AND MULCH!
So, let me show you….
OK, notice all the highlighted areas. The green area was mulched the winter of 2016 (over a year ago) with cardboard laid down first, cow/chicken manure over that and then covered with a thick layer of straw. I grew potatoes in that area last summer.
The blue area was treated the same way in 2016 and then in January 2017 (this past winter) I threw on a super thick layer of leaves.
The pink area was mulched in 2016 with cardboard, cow manure and straw. It received a fresh layer of cardboard, cow manure and straw in January of 2017.
Now, look again at that green area. See all the weeds?? I have also found weeds popping up in the blue area with the leaves. But the pink straw area?
Not a weed one.
Here’s another picture of the garden so you can see how thick the straw is.
Here’s what you do to start a fresh garden or rejuvenate an old spot.
1 DO NOT TILL! Yes, that’s right. Do not work up your soil. All you do is invite weed seeds to sprout. And if you have bermuda grass (which I fight) you just make it mad and it will stage a hostile takeover of your garden!
2 If you do have a massive weed problem all ready, then either mow or spray the area first.
3 Lay down thick, heavy cardboard. I’m talking the good stuff. I saved tons of boxes from our remodel and used those, I used my brother-in-law’s from his house build, and my husband was able to get a whole bunch of cardboard from work. Just ask around- you’ll be able to find some.
4 After that put on a super thick (we’re talking 8-12 inches) layer of manure of some sort. Now, make sure this is old and fairly composted. A year old or more is good. I’m lucky because we have animals so Jeff pushes up big piles of manure/hay mixture every spring that accumulates around the hay feeders and then I use it the next year. Again, ask around and you can usually find a farmer willing to give it away!
5 Layer on the straw (or leaves). Do NOT use prairie hay! It will have weed seeds in it. Old alfalfa is good, too. Again, I’m blessed because we put up our own straw every year, so I always have a ready supply. Ask around for whatever is prominent in your area. Just remember, you want it THICK! No measly 2 or 3 in layers. Nope, I’m talking a foot thick or so.
Ideally, you should do this in the fall so your garden has time to compost itself until spring. Because our falls are so busy on the farm, I usually don’t get to it until January.
I still have to pull the occasional weed, but they can barely take root and I don’t have to spend time “weeding” like I use to.
The key, though, is to be diligent about this every year! Nature will take back over (as you can see from my highlighted garden picture) if you just let it go.
But, if you do the right kind of work on front end when it’s cold, then when it’s hot and your garden is producing over abundantly, you can be dealing with the produce and not worrying about weeding it, too!
What gardening tips do you have? What have been your failures and successes in the garden?
So, just like that…. it’s over! I ran my first half marathon on Sunday! After months and months of training, I can hardly believe it came and went 🙂
We had BEAUTIFUL weather for it! It was about 60 degrees when we started and sunny. I ran the Prairie Fire Half in Wichita (an hour from where I live). The course was pretty flat and fairly shady. I was a bit nervous, but my mom and I settled into a nice rhythm early on and stuck with it for the first 6 miles. I tell ya, the first 6 miles felt really easy. A year ago if you would have told me those words would be coming out of my mouth, I would’ve said you were crazy! I could barely run 4 miles last summer, so to ever think 6 as easy shows how far I’ve come in my running!
Anyway, after the first 6, we started slowing down, but still kept a good pace from 6-9 miles. And since I’m going to be very honest about my slow running, by good pace, I mean about 13 minute miles. We were running 12:30 for the first half. It seems like every running blog I read, they’re all about “Yeah, I only ran a 9 minute mile” blah, blah, blah. If that’s you, well, I admire that! If I ever get that fast, I will be beyond thrilled! But, this post is to encourage all of you out there who are not fast 😉
From 9-13, we had slowed down to about 13:30 or so. The hardest parts were between 10.5 and 11 (I thought that water station at mile 11 would never appear!) and between 12.5 and the finish line. My phone told me “You are at 12.6 miles” and I thought, “Dang! Where is that finish line????” The last mile was also asphalt, with zero shade and it felt downright HOT! But, I’m happy to say, I crossed the finish line upright and running, lol. I did take some walking breaks during the last 6 miles. I have longer legs than my mom, so I would gradually pull ahead and then power walk to let her catch up.
You know what was the sorest part of my body on Monday? My JAW! Yeah, seriously. My quads were a bit sore, but nothing bad and all of my joints (knees, hips, ankles) felt perfectly fine, but my jaw! I always chew gum when I run (keeps my mouth from getting dry) but it’s not use to chewing gum for 3 hours straight, apparently.
Our finish time:
3 hours, 1 minute and 24 seconds.
We were VERY pleased with that! We were not out to beat any particular time and based off our 11 mile training run, we figured it would take us about 3 hours and 15 minutes to complete the race.
So, would I do it again?
Well, two weeks ago after our last long training run, I would have said absolutely not.
Yeah, I think I would 🙂
I love the fact that I did something that not many people can do and that I pushed my body to do something that I didn’t think it was capable of! It’s a high that I wouldn’t mind repeating.
OK, so here is what my training looked like from January to race day. First off, I mostly trained using the Galloway method (running walking intervals) with an interval of running 3 minutes and walking 1 minute. Well, the last couple weeks of training, I started running the first 3 miles, then doing looser longer untimed intervals. When we actually ran the race, we ran to each water station (about every two miles), drank our water (my mom drank gatorade) walked for a little bit (maybe a couple minutes?), then ran to the next station. Like I mentioned before, I took some walking breaks to let my mom catch up, but they weren’t timed. My mom pretty much ran the whole thing.
Week 1 (first week in Jan): ran 3 times of about 2 miles each time. I was just trying to condition my body to running again after a 6 month break.
Week 2: ran 2 miles twice, then ran 3 miles on the weekend.
Week 3: took 2 30 minute runs (approx 2.5 miles) then ran 4 miles on the weekend.
From there on out, my training was one week, running 3 times for about 30 minutes each time and then the next week, run 30 minutes twice with a long run on the weekend, increasing each long run by one mile.
So, every two weeks I took a long run and every week I ran three times. Does that make sense? I kept that up until my 9 mile run. Then because of scheduling, we decided to skip the 10 mile run, run 6 miles instead and take an 11 mile run 2 weeks before the race. Also, the last month before the race, I took a 6 mile run once a week with 3 mile runs in between. The week before the race, I took a 6 mile run on Tuesday (race was Sunday) then rested the rest of the week.
Training for a half is definitely a time commitment, but only taking long runs every two weeks helped. I felt like I kept up my running fitness in between just fine with those 30 minute/3 mile runs (it actually takes me 35 minutes to run 3 miles).
Since I wasn’t particularly sore after running the race, I think that my training paid off. This isn’t probably the training you’d want to do if you were serious about breaking records, but for a busy mom and farmwife, this was quite doable for me!
Any additional thoughts about finishing a half marathon? Would you do another one?
Anybody know the Kenny Chesney song “Back Where I Come From”? It’s an older one but one of his best, in my humble country-music-loving opinion 🙂 So, a couple weeks ago I spent two weeks of my life redecorating our community hall and this song kept playing in my head.
Why, you may ask?
Because our community hall is one of the symbols of “back where I come from.” See, I’ve been blessed to come from a long line of people who settled in southern Kansas during the Homestead Act of the 1870’s/1880s! And my family has been part of keeping up this community hall going back multiple generations. And as I was doing this-
I realized that not many people get to be so blessed!
I don’t actually know very many people who live in this area because, well, that’s where their family has always lived! You see it among the farmers (which is a dwindling population), but among my regular friends? A lot are transplants.
And it also occurred to me that this is one of the many jobs a farmwife takes on that is behind the scenes. My girls asked me, “Mom, why are you doing this???” as I was scraping wallpaper, patching sheet rock and repainting. My answer?
“Because I can and it needs to be done.”
That’s a farmwife’s theme in life! One that I learned as a farmgirl watching my mom and dad, my grandma and grandpa, my aunt and uncle. It’s a lesson that my girls are learning, whether they realize it or not. There are things that are just in your blood and keeping up the community hall is just one of the many things I saw and took for granted growing up.
It all goes back to “Back Where I Come From.” There are things that get passed down in an agriculture community that stick with you and define you. As I was painting, I was remembering all the times I’ve been in that hall- graduation parties, anniversary parties, baby showers, bridal showers, family holidays, community reunions, 4H meetings. This community hall doesn’t belong to just my family, but to our whole township out there. Many other people rent it and use it for those same things. It’s used kind of like a church basement, except that we don’t care what denomination you belong to. The one thing we all have in common is where we came from. And it brings many of us together for a variety of celebrations several times a year. It’s an honor to be part of the next generation preserving that.
That’s where I come from 🙂
Where do you come from? How has that defined you as an adult?
Ever think about training for and running a half marathon? Yeah, me neither 😉 My running career has been less than illustrious to say the least and I was positive I did NOT have it in me to run a half. But, as they say, never say never….
So, my running has looked like this over the years :
Start training in March
Barely get up to 3 miles
Run a local 5K in June
Take a couple more runs in June
Quit until next March
I could barely eke out the energy to complete the 5K and I was SLOW! Not the “Oh, I only run an 8 minute mile” slow (ha, ha), but the “I’m pushing it to get under 12 minutes a mile.” See, I tell ya, I truly am a slow runner!
I also suffer from asthma (my childhood asthma came back with a vengeance a couple years ago), which I used as my excuse for not being able to run very well. It definitely contributes to it, but I’ve come to realize it is a surmountable obstacle.
Enter January, 2017. My mom, who has been a fellow slow runner for the last 10 years, decided that for her upcoming 60th birthday in May, she would like to complete a half marathon. And it just so happens that there is one in Wichita at the beginning of May. You can guess where this is going… I offered to run it with her.
We decided to run it using intervals. This is where we run 3 minutes and walk 1 minute. We also only do a long run every two weeks and then run 3 miles 3 times a week in between. It’s based on a method designed by Jeff Galloway. It’s suppose to be easier on your joints and allow anyone to run a half marathon- even if you’re like me and you can barely hack a 5K.
So, since the first of January, this slow runner has been training. My last long run I did 9 miles! It was a bit brutal, but I completed it. Last Monday, I ran 6 miles and I noticed that my ankles and hip joints didn’t bother me at all! Previously, my joints would be pretty sore after a long run. I think I’m becoming conditioned to it. I seriously never thought I’d get this far in my running career!
On the plus side, a 3 mile run seems like a walk in the park now 🙂
The moral of the story is, I encourage you to try hard things- like a being a slow runner tackling a half marathon! Don’t compare yourself to other runners (yeah, I know that can be hard!). The race is in 3 weeks, so I’ll keep you posted on how it goes.
Are you a runner? Do you enjoy it? Any other tips for training for a half marathon?