tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70653808473371724482024-03-13T06:29:05.538-07:00SeeJennRunJennifer Henryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12492513858496238850noreply@blogger.comBlogger26125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7065380847337172448.post-66155814972099531362015-03-28T09:26:00.001-07:002015-03-28T09:26:30.351-07:00Gettin in done in NapaA good friend is one who will do a quick workout with you first thing in the morning. We've rented a small house in Napa with a gated entry so Lisa and I got creative on today's workout. Several sprints up a long driveway did the trick today. 15 minutes of this for 1 mile. 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When I am gone for a weekend I will usually just take a couple of rest days unless I'm at some place where I just can't resist a hike or run, or great yoga class. But travels of more than 4 days require a workout. 4 days is about the max I will go without doing anything, not even anything I consider a recovery workout, like an easy walk, yoga or swim. But 4 days usually doesn't go by unless I am sick. Even through all 3 of my pregnancies I worked out; I can't help it, I just feel better when I do.<div><br></div><div>This week I am gone for a full week so I've got to do something. Well, Las Vegas isn't exactly the most runner friendly town. It's all concrete and full of people clogging the sidewalks so you are constantly dodging traffic! This morning I got up early when JIm left for his meeting and the first thing I did was trek all the way up and down the stairs just to get the blood pumping. Then I hit the streets for over an hour of walking. I jogged quickly when there were any stairs or incline but the power walk was plenty.</div><div><br></div><div>My final stop was to check out the hottest new restaurant in town, Giada's. Reservations are required for dinner and have to be made two months out so I stopped in for a quick coffee and may go back for lunch.</div><div><br></div><div>I walked back to the hotel and climbed the 15 flights of stairs three more times and was sweating buckets when I finished! 30 minutes of core and yoga in the room after is all I need for today.</div><div><br></div><div>So don't let a vacation interfere with your workouts; running or walking is the best way to explore a city and don't forget to use the stairs!<br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-woQSVrojEv4/VRL128c04zI/AAAAAAAAAkE/veHGYNObrEo/s640/blogger-image-720909819.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-woQSVrojEv4/VRL128c04zI/AAAAAAAAAkE/veHGYNObrEo/s640/blogger-image-720909819.jpg"></a></div><div><br></div>Photo both at Giada's restaurant is fun to do while waiting. There was no wait for breakfast around 9:30 am and they also take walkins for lunch. <br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-J_iiwgciLoo/VRL11xJmMNI/AAAAAAAAAj8/CHVkGmYKM-k/s640/blogger-image-342955579.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-J_iiwgciLoo/VRL11xJmMNI/AAAAAAAAAj8/CHVkGmYKM-k/s640/blogger-image-342955579.jpg"></a></div></div>Jennifer Henryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12492513858496238850noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7065380847337172448.post-78683452205108299332015-01-20T06:20:00.001-08:002015-03-15T09:04:15.118-07:002014 Favorite Things ListFinally getting to my "favorite things" list for 2014. So here goes!<div><br></div><div>Side note-I'm still learning to blog and am typing this on my phone because I still can't figure out how to get pics to iPad. Also, on another note, I wonder who the hell really cares about my blog and I expressed that to my brother in law and "blog mentor" Terry Clark. His advice was to "write for me" and "who cares" if nobody ever reads it. </div><div><br></div><div>My head has been spinning this week with the terrible news out of OU and I have a lot to say about it. But for now, I am keeping it light and frivolous. </div><div><br></div><div>Jens fav things of 2014<br><div><br><div>1. First off is coconut oil! I've always used it for cooking and I also put a teaspoon in my coffee every morning but my friends Hillary and Cara have introduced me to the benefits of using it for my body and hair. Cara makes me lotion which I love. 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These jeans are so comfy and also fashionable, cute with tennis shoes, sandals or even dressed up with booties.<br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-t6pwHDrqf6M/VL5iBGPRpSI/AAAAAAAAAg0/sgI59Ag0iTM/s640/blogger-image-866036112.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-t6pwHDrqf6M/VL5iBGPRpSI/AAAAAAAAAg0/sgI59Ag0iTM/s640/blogger-image-866036112.jpg"></a></div><div><br></div>4. I guess Cara may have to make the list as one of my favorite things because she told me about this wonderful leave in spray hair conditioner called Nevo. After shampooing you simply spray this on and your hair combs out easily and the conditioner is light enough to use along with my regular conditioner in the shower.<br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-_Jugn2B_QT0/VL5kLHC0JjI/AAAAAAAAAhw/ZIvSOFRGZNE/s640/blogger-image-1639744400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-_Jugn2B_QT0/VL5kLHC0JjI/AAAAAAAAAhw/ZIvSOFRGZNE/s640/blogger-image-1639744400.jpg"></a></div><div><br></div>5. Nerium. Most everyone has heard of this wonderful night cream by now. You purchase it from a wholesaler and I get it from my friend Ann. At first I wasn't sure because it's a very thick cream you put on your clean, slightly damp face at night. It makes your face "tight" and I didn't like that feeling at night but now I've gotten used to it and the way your skin feels in the morning is worth it! You just wake up, spash your face with water to "reactivate" the mask and your skin is silky smooth! It's expensive, but it's the one pricey product I use on my face and a little goes a long way!<br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-txclrGzCeL4/VL5iVMNnHUI/AAAAAAAAAhM/10P1b2jyyEY/s640/blogger-image--336064485.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-txclrGzCeL4/VL5iVMNnHUI/AAAAAAAAAhM/10P1b2jyyEY/s640/blogger-image--336064485.jpg"></a></div><div><br></div>6. Bare Minerals bronzer and brushes. I use this powder on my eyes and cheeks. 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I hosted a Stella & Dot party and got this beautiful pewter bag half price! I carry it every day, it's big enough to fit all my things for teaching class, plus fashionable. I plan to use it for travel too and I don't know what I will do when it wears out but it's holding up great so far!<br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-aV-VL2BH2Vc/VL5iKapl-7I/AAAAAAAAAhE/QjjmL6909Vo/s640/blogger-image-1722484182.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-aV-VL2BH2Vc/VL5iKapl-7I/AAAAAAAAAhE/QjjmL6909Vo/s640/blogger-image-1722484182.jpg"></a></div><div><br></div><div><br></div>9. Thing Sling or may be called Loved Handle now. I found this at the Hotter than Hell expo, the guy at the booth was so persuasive and at 2 or $10 I figured, why not. You simply stick it to the back of your phone and it STAYS put! 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Now all l need is a comfy, cute chair and my room back (he moves out soon:) and maybe I will start getting the hang of blogging and do it regularly! </div><div><br></div><div>I've already got a few favorite things in 2015 so maybe next years post will be on time ! <a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-tVj4IQIKxOk/VQWmOR7AN6I/AAAAAAAAAjM/8jrs86dKghI/s640/blogger-image-1903729591.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-tVj4IQIKxOk/VQWmOR7AN6I/AAAAAAAAAjM/8jrs86dKghI/s640/blogger-image-1903729591.jpg"></a></div></div>Jennifer Henryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12492513858496238850noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7065380847337172448.post-26613926722578136112015-01-07T15:38:00.001-08:002015-01-07T16:04:02.855-08:00Where did 2014 go?It's been over a year since I've blogged and I'm no longer 51 years old, the age I began my blog, Jenniferuns is 51. 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So, where have I been for over a year?Basically, I blame Jim. He invaded my space, my world, my sanctuary, my quiet, my office! As 2013 drew to a close, Jim's company went through some changes and my hardworking, rarely take a vacation longer than a weekend husband, retired! And before I knew it, he was home. With me. Every day. And at first, we argued. A lot! I mean, this is MY space, my tv, my kitchen, my office, and now he was here and when he wasn't at yoga (which is almost every day now) he is at home in our/my office! Well, I knew immediately this was not going to work so after watching Jim chill out for a few weeks, I decided he needed some projects. So we do what all parents do when their kids leave home and we turned their bedrooms into something else. Sam's room became a home gym and Jim did a fantastic job painting and decorating it! Here it is:<br />
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Thank goodness for good friends and travel. How lucky we are that 2014 was full of travel. We took a cruise with Mark and Rene, then took a great trip to wine country with Greg and Lisa and over the summer, Jim and I took two trips to Colorado! Jim searched "Wine festivals on the internet and we found two, in Telluride and Steamboat Springs. They were both great and we hope to go back this year! Here we are in Steamboat Springs.<br />
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Celebrating our finish with champagne and brunch!!<br />
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I have been very bad about blogging so will try to play catch up! Most of you know that Roxanne has been my running partner for the last couple of years and this summer I talked her into try a triathlon! </div>
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With only two weeks before the event, we signed up for a sprint Tri. 500 yd swim, 12 mile bike and a 5k run! Roxanne is a swimmer and has become a good runner even though she still claims to hate it but was scared to death on the bike!</div>
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She over came her fears in this race! I took her out to the site a couple of times to practice on the dam which would help her learn to shift on hills but she was too nervous to actually ride on the race course, so we did a few training rides at lake Hefner which is flat but going around twice for 18 miles at least gave her the confidence that she could complete the distance!</div>
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She had lots of questions for my Tri friends about transition set up and she is so anal it was funny to see her place everything perfectly in their spot for the race. Her biggest problems is she can't stand to have dirty, sandy feet coming up the beach from the swim so she takes extra time to wipe down before putting on her bike shoes! She came out of the water a few minutes ahead of me as expected but I was surprised to still see her in transition when I got there (because she's so picky) but she headed out on the bike as I was coming in off the swim. I really thought I would catch her quickly but she had no fear that day and I did not catch her until after the turnaround! We had not planned to stay together as it's kind of hard to do that on the bike anyway, so at that point we each raced on our own!</div>
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Jennifer Henryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12492513858496238850noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7065380847337172448.post-16298610485636815772013-08-12T16:37:00.001-07:002013-08-12T16:42:50.710-07:00Master yogi Jim.Jim went to yoga without me again this evening. We usually go together but I taught a class there earlier today and just didn't feel like getting out again besides I've been doing laundry all day. Sam moves back for 2nd year of college so I'm giving him a treat and doing his laundry and cooking his favorite meal. I'm also not complaining,just reflecting, laughing and hopeful for the future.<br />
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When we were first married I worked full time and squeezed in workouts on my lunch hour or took the kids to a gym nursery. Jim worked hard and also lifted weights or played basketball and soccer. I started doing yoga but Jim wasn't into it. Fine. I was busy raising kids and racing, running, and teaching yoga. This went on for 15 years. </div>
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Jennifer Henryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12492513858496238850noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7065380847337172448.post-76473018648329175822013-07-26T16:38:00.001-07:002013-07-28T10:41:09.450-07:00Oh Canada!! Day 1 - Banff<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">We rented a car in Calgary and made the easy drive to BAnff. As you enter the national Forrest there is a bit of a traffic jam to purchase your ticket. Cost was about 15 per day and they put a sticker on your car which they do check. Banff is a cute town full of shops and tourists! We shopped the first day and had planned to hike but the Mosquitos were terrible so we visited the historic Banff hotel and springs nearby. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-g-qs2ZxnXMs/UfMIfJx3XNI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/T0BZm8vvcwI/s640/blogger-image--200707948.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-g-qs2ZxnXMs/UfMIfJx3XNI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/T0BZm8vvcwI/s640/blogger-image--200707948.jpg"></a></div>Day two we hiked sulfur springs trail to the summit. We skipped the hot springs as it was just a basically just a big hot tub <br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-F5UjnxQ-tC0/UfMIgQSYv8I/AAAAAAAAAcY/D_WtHRMxoB0/s640/blogger-image-1417338362.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-F5UjnxQ-tC0/UfMIgQSYv8I/AAAAAAAAAcY/D_WtHRMxoB0/s640/blogger-image-1417338362.jpg"></a></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-NEsNszTP2ts/UfMIaWe7igI/AAAAAAAAAbw/ahG9hvt9ark/s640/blogger-image-219126785.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-NEsNszTP2ts/UfMIaWe7igI/AAAAAAAAAbw/ahG9hvt9ark/s640/blogger-image-219126785.jpg"></a></div>These little bridges are designed for the animals to cross the highway. <br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-n6MQRqrm8Aw/UfMIbgVly2I/AAAAAAAAAb4/elNuHE72Ggo/s640/blogger-image--545715568.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-n6MQRqrm8Aw/UfMIbgVly2I/AAAAAAAAAb4/elNuHE72Ggo/s640/blogger-image--545715568.jpg"></a></div>Lake Louise next day. Our hotel was a zoo so we grabbed a delicious meal next to the fairmont called Deer lodge. <br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-abh_g_wk5vc/UfMIdIE7wGI/AAAAAAAAAcA/v9YL_Es7yVQ/s640/blogger-image--1593295786.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-abh_g_wk5vc/UfMIdIE7wGI/AAAAAAAAAcA/v9YL_Es7yVQ/s640/blogger-image--1593295786.jpg"></a></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-lHxF2NiGWGM/UfMIeG6gXWI/AAAAAAAAAcI/VZ27ynNzRUE/s640/blogger-image-952752000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-lHxF2NiGWGM/UfMIeG6gXWI/AAAAAAAAAcI/VZ27ynNzRUE/s640/blogger-image-952752000.jpg"></a></div>Jennifer Henryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12492513858496238850noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7065380847337172448.post-26588195275292857292013-06-26T11:31:00.001-07:002013-06-26T11:31:23.125-07:00The breaking news regarding DOMA (Defense of Marriage Act) this morning caused me to pause from cleaning house and think of Mom. Why? Because Mom was way ahead of her time when it came to equality for all.<div>
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First off, when I was 9 years old and living on base housing, a black family moved across the street from us and they had a daughter, Angela, who was my age. I was so excited to have a new friend! We played for hours, mostly with barbies but we also loved to help her dad clean fish and I had my first taste of turtle soup. I remember watching that man cut up that turtle and almost cried but I ate it, just like I ate those frog legs when my grandpa and dad would go out "gigging" for frogs and then tell me I was eating chicken, only later did I learn what it really was!</div>
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But anyway, I digress...after a few months of playing with Angela, I noticed a few of my other friends were not coming around so I finally asked one of them why and she told me. Their moms would not let them play with me anymore because I played with Angela. I told my mom about it and years later she told me about the phone call she made to all those other moms! I never knew my mom had such fire!</div>
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Then, years later, the same thing happened to my mom! She became a runner and met a woman and they started running together. This woman was gay! Mom had friends drop her because she was hanging out with a lesbian and "wasn't she worried people would think she was one too"? My mother laughed and said "Don't be ridiculous, being homosexual is not a choice". I had never heard anyone else put it that way and now we all know better. Thanks again Mom...</div>
Jennifer Henryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12492513858496238850noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7065380847337172448.post-9676163824167466322013-06-16T08:49:00.001-07:002013-06-16T08:49:30.684-07:00Happy Father's Day! I read a rant this morning from someone on FB blasting others for posting pictures and comments on this day. This person lost their father a couple of years ago. As you know, I lost my best friend and mother a year ago. I would never begrudge anyone honoring their mother on this special day.<br />
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Who I do resent this day is my own father. I have a father that I was never close to and now feel extreme guilt over the fact that I don't spend enough time with. I don't know why. He doesn't pick up the phone to call me, only when he needs something. I call him almost daily now, take him food, take him to doctors appointments. Don't get my wrong, I don't mean to bitch about this situation, he is my father and I honor that. He is not a mean man. Part of me thinks he is bi-polar or crazy but I just think he was raised in a time where you didn't show emotion. Jim and I watched "This is 40" the other night and I laughed watching the young Apatow actress start cussing at her parents as I remember the first time I did this to my dad. He showed no emotion ever, so as I entered the difficult years, I tried anything to get a rise out of him, like calling him a "fucking asshole" more than once! He did not react, only ended up not speaking to me at one time for almost two years.</div>
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My father did not attend my wedding. This is a pain I have gotten over but will never forget. How I long for a picture to post today of my dad walking me down the aisle but that did not happen. But please, friends, continue to post your photos as they bring a smile to my face. And even though at times, my daughter fights and yells and screams at her dad, I know that one day she will have her own picture to share and I will smile through my tears.<br />
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Jennifer Henryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12492513858496238850noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7065380847337172448.post-12777479982610611032013-05-11T09:08:00.001-07:002013-05-11T09:19:43.152-07:00Bottlerock music/wine/food festival.Wow and job well done Napa is what I've got to say about the first Bottlerock Music festival. Jim and I were looking for a weekend getaway and Napa is always on our list and when we heard about this festival and saw the music line up we immediately started looking for a place to stay!<br />
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We've used VRBO (vacation rental by owner) before and this time Jim scored big on our accommodations! Maybe another blog later on that. <br />
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Anyway we are staying in Sonoma and the festival is in Napa about 12 miles away so we purchased shuttle bus parking tickets for 20 bucks a day but we couldn't find the shuttle. Traffic was a bit congested coming into town and I was starting to panic a bit as Joan Jett was playing at 4 followed by Black Crowes at 5. Well we could hear Joan playing as we got closer and could see buses dropping off so by then realized we were way past the shuttle which was apparently two miles away so scratch that idea and bye bye $ and now we had to park and spaces were going for 50 bucks! Luckily we kept on a bit more and I spotted a little mall w FREE public parking, we scored a spot an had a short half mile walk to venue. Lines were short at this time of day and we got right in. The Crowes had started so we beelined to the stage and what a show! One of the best I've seen! Avett Brothers were next and we watched a bit of that and Jim wanted to check out Primus on another stage so we headed over there. Different crowd for sure!<br />
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There are wine and food vendors set up all over the place. We grabbed a grilled cheese w grilled onions and Dijon mustard and of course wine!<br />
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Day two Alabama Shakes was playing at 4 so we knew we needed to arrive early. We left our house around 12:30, stopped for a quick wine tasting at Adobe Road and were on our way w plans to park on same spot which we scored again! (We noticed a sign stating security issues and car break ins at this lot so maybe that was why) but we had no issues, secured extra bags in the trunk and carried a backpack in w us as extra jackets are needed as temps go from warm and sunny 78 to cool 53 at night. We got there by 2 with plenty of time so we grabbed a steak sandwich w blue cheese (delish) a couple of glasses of wine and people watched before heading close to the stage. Alabama Shakes did not disappoint and I can't wait to see them when they come to Oklahoma for the Gentlemen of the Road tour this fall!<br />
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This whole event was fantastic! Great music, wine and food! The only lines were for food and even those went quickly. No bathroom lines, we could always find a place to sit to eat or rest and the crowds/people were the best!<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #b6d7a8;">We got to the race very early thanks to my friend Cara Nance who works the finish line every year and gets VIP parking and she kindly offers a ride. Jim planned to take our car and park it somewhere along the course and then ride his bike along for support. The weather for this race was finally clear and sunny after two years of rain and even hail! I remembered sunscreen for my face thank goodness which helped but my arms and legs took a beating.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #b6d7a8;">My good friend, 3rd son, and former boss/coach buddy, Eric London decided to have fun and join us for part of the race as he was doing the half and not in his prime racing shape. I'm so glad he sacrificed a fast half to have fun with us! He was always inspiring and pushing us for those first 7 miles before he turned off. Chanel Henry, Roxy's cousin had never run 6 miles without stopping so he was very encouraging to her when she told him!</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #b6d7a8;">The Memorial marathon has a poignant moment before the start where we observe 168 minutes of silence for those lost in the bombing. 168 seconds is a long time for thousands of runners to remain quiet which makes it so powerful. At the end, we added another 3 seconds for the 3 lives lost at the Boston marathon. OKC was also wearing" Red Socks" to honor Boston and it was cool to see so many on the course. Local tv meteorologist and runner/triathlete Emily Sutton of News Channel 4 then did a great job singing the National Anthem!</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #b6d7a8;">The gun went off and it took us 13 minutes to get to the start, it was crazy! I had never started so far back before but didn't mind one bit! We had to keep reminding ourselves to SLOW down and go out easy. By about mile 3 I was already feeling some weird twinges in my calves that I did not like but just figured it was due to standing in the corral for 30 minutes and eventually it would all work out. Looking back, I realize that Roxanne and I were not properly hydrated and probably even undernourished. We ate a light breakfast as usual about 5am and brought Shot Blocks to eat a few minutes before gun but I forgot them in my bag so did not have them at the start. We were also just standing there and maybe should have taken some more sips or walk around but just did not. I did take one (and more during race) Endurolyte but Rox did not. Anyway, I did not mention my calves to anyone, this race was all about Rox and I was not going to spoil anything for her.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #b6d7a8;">Everything was going fine, Rox had some friends at mile 5 and we were all smiles then, even going up the famous Gorilla Hill between miles 6-7 was a piece of cake and we did not walk at all. At our friend Adi and Matt's house at mile 6, we took a quick bathroom break, but Chanel kept going. We enjoyed seeing the signs Matt always places in his yard every Memorial and this year there was even one of Rox! She had dressed as Mikala Maroney, the gymnast with the sour face for Halloween and Matt used it for a poster, it was GREAT! Rox posed next to it for another photo op! I enjoyed a small beer with London and he took a JELLO SHOT and then we said goodbye to him when the half marathoners peel off at 6.5. We were on our own. We caught Chanel a short time later and around mile 9, Rox started having some weird feelings very low in her ankles. I was concerned these were the start of some cramps so I really started trying to push the Powerade and Endurolytes. Unfortunately, Rox was getting very bloated and literally is not a "burper" so she was having trouble getting down the liquids, Gus, bananas and certainly not pretzels which I was grabbing at every stop at this point as my twinges were there but not too bad. I was running enough below my ability I think, that I was able to keep them at bay. What's so ironic about this is that we were both concerned our knees would give us trouble. Roxanne's had really been bothering her and I spent a lot of money on compression sleeves, I was wearing a patella strap and I had my friend Rocky Chen tape my left knee with Kinesio tape at the Expo. I love that stuff! My knees felt better than ever during this race! Roxanne's knees were a slight issue but not really.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #b6d7a8;">We carried on toward the halfway point and to Lake Hefner. We had gotten about 5 minutes ahead of Chanel at this point, maybe more. Her friend Lori, was meeting her at the lake to run the rest of the race with her so we felt okay about leaving her behind if that happened. Halfway down the lake Roxanne's cramps started moving up her calves and quads and she was really freaking out. She thought maybe the sleeves were making them tight so she pulled them down around her ankles; that was a good look! She decided if her knees started hurting she would pull them up again! I stopped to pee again (well hydrated?)Rox tried too but said there wasn't much. We continued to walk/jog at this point and Chanel and Lori caught us, Chanel was looking strong at this point even though her ankles were starting to hurt. At this point I told Rox we needed to conserve as much energy as possible and push the Powerade, etc. We would walk the Grand Bridge and any other challenging parts of the course. Jim's parents live at mile 18 and by now I was feeling fantastic so I picked up to a 9:20 or so pace and went ahead to warn them that Rox probably would not stop as she was upset and HURTING! I posed for pics with them, my son Jared and his girlfriend Angela were there and Jim on his bike, we chatted a bit, but Rox went on, Chanel did not stop either and was again closing on Rox and it was cat and mouse for them on Grand. At this point Rox was getting upset that Chanel would beat her. Not that it mattered, but Rox was better trained and nobody likes to lose even if it to a cousin you love! I told Rox she would have to dig deep and we needed to open up a gap which we did but not much. We got to 20 miles and the Red Coyote Bagels and Beer stop, where I was so looking forward to a beer but they had run out! I guess I will just have to run faster next year if I want a beer! Rox kept plugging on, walk/jogging any time I stopped, I had another Pee stop but Rox kept going and I would just catch her. As I said I was feeling really good and this has me so encouraged about future marathons which I thought I had to give up! On Classen, the cramps really got a lot worse in her legs, literally stopping her and she began to cry. I told her we must get to a medical tent so at mile 22 we stopped. They gave us both a quick rub down with Cramp Relief. Rox is a skeptic and said "does this crap really work?" I gave a quick look and a wink to the trainer and we both said "of course it does"! Chanel passed us at this point but we had her in our sights. She was running a slower pace than us and I told Rox that but we had to catch her and not cramp. We finally caught her at mile 24 and by now Chanel was also crying. It was very moving to see them both so emotional at this point and they both agreed to stay together to the end no matter what!</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #b6d7a8;">I had really worked to keep my emotions in check the entire race knowing that if I gave in to them, I may not finish the race but my mother had been on my mind the entire time. She would have given anything to see Roxanne do this and been so proud. I began to cry just yards from the finish, my friend Cara was there with a camera and snapped a shot. That picture says it all. </span><br />
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Jennifer Henryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12492513858496238850noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7065380847337172448.post-33735847401354685602013-04-27T18:22:00.000-07:002013-04-27T18:39:47.055-07:00Tomorrow's the big day!!!!It's here!!!!!!! The night I've been dreading! Going to bed when it's still light outside and waking up at before the crack, even the tiniest crack of dawn tomorrow! My friend Cara is picking me up at 5AM! so I haven't quite decided when to set that alarm, 3:45 or 4???? I think we all know the delicate "details" of race morning so one has to give oneself plenty of time if ya know what I mean....<br />
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So, here's what I've been doing all day - drinking my sports drinks and water like a good little girl.<br />
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I also went back to the marathon expo because I had to, I had to give a talk! I was terrible! In my defense, my friend Kari Watkins thought I would be great and she told my other friend Bill to sign me up! Unfortunately, the topic was "Course Details". Well, shoot, I have run the course, but I don't know every single street but thankfully Bill Snipes and Bill Goodier do so I guess I was just there for comic relief! Anyway, the expo was a lot of fun but I was ready to get out of there and get to my favorite yoga class taught by Emily at Soul Yoga, Relax & Renew. It's a great restorative class and thank you to owner/teacher Allison for recently purchasing blankets to enhance this yummy practice.<br />
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Jennifer Henryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12492513858496238850noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7065380847337172448.post-40145969140642896342013-04-26T20:21:00.000-07:002013-04-26T20:22:29.701-07:00It's here! The Oklahoma City Memorial Marathon! This is the 13th year of this race which was started as a way to honor victims lost in the Oklahoma City bombing and help raise funds for the Memorial. It is a moving experience every year and we "run to remember". <br />
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Roxanne and I have been training since January 6th beginning with a 6 mile run and in less than 48 hours we will be running a marathon, 26.2 miles! Her first, and my first one in sixteen years! I've only run two, my first one being the 1989 New York City marathon which I ran the year after Rox was born to help get off the last bit of baby weight. My goal was 4 hours and I ran 4:03. My second marathon was a couple of years later, trying to qualify for Boston (I did not) but broke 4 hours although I struggled to that finish line!<br />
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I don't know why I quit doing marathons. I was racing all the time, every weekend, every distance but my favorite was always the 5k and my goal was to break 20 minutes to make the OK record book for women, which I did a few times. Anyway, I had my 3rd and final baby in 1993, took up yoga after Sam was born and my body felt so good after yoga that I just didn't want to race like I was. I never gave up running completely, but I went from 35-40 miles per week to my current (before training for this marathon) 20 miles per week. I guess I just got so busy as the kids got older that it was really hard to get all those miles in and then when I was coaching for 5 years my weekends were always tied up at track meets so I wasn't able to meet the training group. I have never been able to do long runs alone, I think I've done 12 miles by myself but any more than that and I don't know, I would just quit, I think! I can talk myself out of anything, especially if it's painful and boring so I need my running buddies!<br />
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So, the weekend is here. It began today with the marathon Expo. My running club, the OKC Landrunners always has a booth. This year, my friend, Kari and Bill invited me to be a part of the Expo program in a Q & A session on the marathon course. I feel so out of my league and am honored they considered me, I really don't know what I will say, hopefully noone will ask me a question I can't answer and if they do, I've got Bill S and Bill G there to answer!<br />
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Anyway, it's Friday night, we are enjoying yet another Oklahoma spring hailstorm! We barely made it home in time from the Arts festival where we did some carbo loading :) and the lovely weather hit! We've had our share of hail storms this year and crazy weather, but Sunday looks gorgeous!<br />
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I hope to give you a complete race report next week! Rox and I have had some knee pain in our last couple of long runs that we're nervous about but I think race day we will just put it out of our minds as much as we can and deal with it! Her's is a bit worse than mine but I am hoping the new compression sleeves, foam rolling and Aleve will get her through! We will walk the marathon if we have to but we are crossing that finish line together!!!<br />
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Jennifer Henryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12492513858496238850noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7065380847337172448.post-53119278902253604152013-04-22T13:30:00.000-07:002013-04-22T13:30:17.685-07:00I'm a winner!!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I'm a winner! Soul Yoga, the studio where I practice is doing 30 Poses in 30 days and asked students to submit pictures of the pose of the day! We are halfway through the challenge and I have submitted several poses of course being the "ham" that I am!<br />
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It's been a fun way to break down poses, learn the Sanskrit and shift the focus a bit. I must admit, there have been a couple of days that I've skipped either because I was sore or I hate to admit, maybe a pose I did not like. But, my least favorite pose is Eagle pose, and I showed up on that day so yea me!<br />
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<br />Jennifer Henryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12492513858496238850noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7065380847337172448.post-50764337657699964802013-03-31T17:12:00.000-07:002013-03-31T17:13:37.593-07:00Running Item Product ReviewsHere is a dorky picture of me wearing my new Flip Belt! I've had it about a month now and I love it! I found it on line while searching web sites for Fuel Belts, someone made a random comment about how happy they were with their Flip Belt so I searched and found their site. It's such a simple design and concept, but genious! It's basically a piece of stretchy fabric you can step into or pull over your head and wear on your hips. It has slits in front and back to slide in your items, phone, money, keys, etc. For added security you "flip" the belt over, but I really don't even do that! This belt is great! It doesn't slip at all and my entire Iphone with Otter Case fits inside easily. I have done my 20 mile runs in it and it is so comfortable! They have tons of colors, I got the bright neon orange. I ordered one for Roxanne too and she loves it! It's not water proof but I just use a plastic bag. No more bouncing phones! Try it!<br />
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My other favorite produce is my small handheld water bottle, the Amphipod. It was purchased here in town at Red Coyote running store, I love it! It only holds about 6oz but that is perfect for short runs and I even use it on longer runs and races and just fill the bottle at water stops thus saving paper cups! I will never go back to hydration belt. It also has a small pouch for storage, perfect for extra Gu's, keys, electrolytes, etc.!<br />
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Jennifer Henryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12492513858496238850noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7065380847337172448.post-73034892622209513222013-03-21T10:33:00.000-07:002013-03-31T16:34:49.623-07:00Favorite Book of 2012This is my reading spot! Tucked away in a corner of my bedroom with a view of the pool, I can read, organize my calendar or just take a nap! Keeping me comfy is this quilt I had made out of Mom's old t-shirts, mostly from road races but also just her favorite t-shirts, or tops and as you can see OSU is a dominant theme!<br />
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My mother was an avid reader, probably reading at least 1-2 books per week, she was speedy! Of course when she worked full time it was probably less but not by much!<br />
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This past year I have been on a reading KICK! For the past 6 years when I was coaching I really didn't have as much time to read other than magazines but after my coaching gig ended and Mom died I have been a regular visitor to the local library! No Kindle for me, I love to turn a page, to feel the book in my hands, the smell, everything! Every night in order to sleep I MUST read. Anything! If I am staying somewhere and Heaven forbid, have forgotten to bring a book, then anything will do, a catalogue even! But, I almost always have a book or magazine with me to read, even if it's just 10 minutes before falling asleep. Jim often finds me with the light on, book on my chest.<br />
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Not to be morbid, but that is how Dad found my Mom, in bed, asleep forever, book on her chest. I find comfort in that at least, knowing she was doing what she loved and it was just "her time". We should all be so lucky to pass to the next life so peacefully.<br />
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A couple of month's after Mom died and as summer approached, I read a few books on grieving and loss. Then through Oprah's Book Club Newsletter I heard about this book, "<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;">Wild</span>", by Cheryl Strayed. </b>It was a wonderful, true story about her crazy idea to hike the <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;">Pacific Coast Trail, </span>ALONE, </b>with no experience as a hiker after the loss of her mother and a few years of self destruction.<br />
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So, <b>"Wild",</b> was my favorite book of 2012. This year has started out strong with the following books: <b>"The Twelve Tribes of Hattie", </b>a great book about a black woman's struggle raising 12 children and their stories. "<b>Saturday Night Widows",</b> a true story written by a NYC journalist who became a widow too young and decided to start a group with other widows and wrote about it. I was inspired to read this because one of my best friends, Marylu lost her husband Bruce a few years ago way too young. Our children are the same age and I often think of her, in particular on Saturday nights, when she may be home alone. <b>"The Last Runaway", </b>a great book, maybe tied for favorite read of the year so far about a young woman set in 1850 who follows her older sister to America from England to marry and the sister dies before they reach their destination. Alone, and with no family, she must adapt. The book is set in Ohio, which was a route of slaves escaping to Canada and the young woman begins to help slaves run away. <b>"Me, Before You", </b>even though this book was predictable for me I enjoyed it very much and is one of my favorite books of the year. It's about a young woman who goes to work for a quadriplegic. My favorite book of 2013 so far is <b>"Killing Kennedy".</b> Mom read every book there was on JFK so I had to read it to honor her and it was very good, and suspenseful even though we know the outcome.<br />
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I have two more books from the library I'm about to start and about 3 more at the library. I go through phases where I read nothing but novels, fiction or non, then I get on health or mind/body kick and that is what I've got coming up next. I can't believe I've never read Micheal P.'s book "The Omnivore's Dilemma so I'm anxious to start it and also one recommended by my friend Adi about ultra running and diet.<br />
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I always love to hear what friends are reading, I heard about Me Before You off FB from my friend Jennifer in Colorado, so please comment on your favorite books. Happy Reading and thanks Mom for sharing your love of books with me!<br />
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Jennifer Henryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12492513858496238850noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7065380847337172448.post-17744454384537946842013-03-17T23:10:00.000-07:002013-03-17T23:12:11.102-07:00The worst yearIt has been a long and tiring day. But not nearly as long as one year ago, March 17th, 2012. It was a Saturday and Sam and I were leaving for Mexico for his Senior Spring Break trip. Jim was not going with us due to work and was driving us to the airport and I remember thinking I should call Mom to tell her goodbye but it was about 9am and she sometimes slept as late as 10 so I didn't want to wake her, besides, my mom didn't really care about stuff like that when she knew I would be busy leaving on a trip. The plane ride there was pretty boring, just me and Sam in our own little worlds, I may have been a bit apprehensive about traveling to Mexico without Jim but knew I'd be meeting up with other parents when I arrived. We got our bags, made it through customs and it was about 6pm as we made our way to the shuttle with several other passengers to be dropped off at various hotels. It would be about a 45 minute drive to our hotel and we were about 5 minutes into it when my phone rang and it was Jim. I almost didn't pick it up thinking, "why is spending money to call probably just to check and see if we've made it". And then I heard the tone of his voice, very shaky and like he was about to cry, "Jen, are you sitting down?" For an instant, I don't know why, I thought something had happened to Roxanne. And then Jim just said the words....."Your Mom is dead". And I could feel Sam sitting next to me, looking scared, and I said to him, pretty calmly, "Grandma's dead." I think I remember him putting his head on my shoulder and then later holding my hand. At first I was flooded with relief that my children were okay, then I tried to just get as much information as I could while being in a passenger full of strangers. I barely survived the rest of the ride there, feeling on the verge of a panic attack wondering, how am I going to do this?<br />
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The ride seemed to take forever but we finally arrived at our hotel, like a zombie, I just walked into the lobby. Most of the other families had arrived earlier in the day and Sam's girlfriend Lauren, and best friend Luke were some of the first we saw as I think maybe Sam had texted some of them the news, I really don't remember. I barely remember going straight to the front desk, explaining my situation and then being surrounded by other parents. They took us to dinner, helped me book a flight, I layed down for 3 hours of rest in which I literally cried myself to sleep and then awoke to more tears as my phone alarm sounded, and in my same clothes that I had arrived in, took a cab, alone in the dark at 3:30 in the morning back to the airport.<br />
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Now even looking back as I write this, I can't believe my mother is gone. Can't believe it has been one year. It really is true that time heals as the first several nights and weeks I would sob through some nights. You just feel yourself dropping into this hole wondering if you are ever going to come out, knowing that you are the one who controls that. Losing a parent is natural, it's the circle of life or whatever you want to call it. I have friends who have lost children, and I honestly don't know if I would be able to pull myself out of that kind of grief.<br />
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I am grateful I did not ever have to see my mother suffer as she did her mother, and they both were praying for my grandmother's death. But, I just wish I could have told my mom I loved her one more time. I miss her so much.<br />
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This past year has been the worst of my life. I am grateful though, for a husband who loves me very much, and the support from his family has been tremendous. Roxanne living at home has helped me too. With Sam graduating and my coaching job ending, I don't know how I could have made it through each day.<br />
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My yoga and running friends have also helped me. My first few yoga classes were hard to get through without crying but in time, I have begun to heal. As the one year anniversary approached I told myself I would start a blog and also get a tattoo of something meaningful to my mom. So yesterday, with the support of family and friends, I got my mom's signature, in her beautiful handwriting tattooed on my wrist. I love it and even Dad doesn't hate it, he thinks it looks great although he said it would cause him too much pain to look at it. But not me, I find comfort as I run my fingers along her name. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Jane.</span><br />
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Jennifer Henryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12492513858496238850noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7065380847337172448.post-25521856973633028022013-03-12T13:16:00.003-07:002013-03-12T13:16:42.303-07:00Sweet Jane<br />
One year ago today is the last time I saw my mother alive. I have been fully aware for months and months that this week, this dreaded anniversary date was coming, March 17, 2012 - the day my mother died. But as I was driving to a yoga class today with Hana, my first yoga teacher and herself, at age 71, kind of a mother figure to me, well, it dawned on me that on Tuesday of the week of my mom's death was the last day I physically saw her. We spoke on the phone but Tuesday was the day. My dogs had a "play date" at their house so it was kind of our day to catch up, maybe have lunch, or I would just sit around with them and visit. Well, that day I was busy as usual, so had only time for a quick hello and goodbye upon taking and picking up the dogs later that afternoon. How I wish I could take that day back and have spent the day, shopping or stuffing our faces at Mimi's as we liked to do.<br />
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So, as I'm driving down Western Avenue, it dawned on me that this was the day and for a moment I feared losing control and just outright balling my eyes out like I did for the first few weeks and months after her death. Then a song came on the radio, a song I had heard in Emily's restorative yoga class a couple of weeks ago," Sweet Jane". I couldn't believe it and I began to cry, but I was sad and almost happy at the same time, thinking Mom was talking to me.<br />
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I got to class and was fine, and then afterward Hana talked about some flowers she had brought from her garden for another student who was not in class that day and she offered them to me. I tried to get her to give them to someone else but she seemed rather insistent that I take them so of course I did. I didn't really think about it until I got to the next class that I was teaching and then I just couldn't hold back the tears any longer, and I told the story to my students.<br />
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There were a couple of things my mother loved to do, read and putter with her plants. I will plant these cuttings in my garden for my mother, Sweet Jane.<br />
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I am training for my first marathon in 16 years with my 25 yr old daughter, Roxanne who is training for her first, and LAST, she says! For the past two years she has run the Oklahoma City Memorial Half Marathon and her cousin Chanel talked her into doing the full this year and she agreed. I was shocked as Roxanne really does not enjoy running, she finds it "boring". She loves yoga and dancing and claims she only tolerates running to burn calories but lately, I am not so sure. I think she is turning into a runner!<br />
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This week scheduled run was for 18 miles and we had a Landrunner Club Series race of a 25k so the plan was to add another 2.5 at the end for a total of 18. I wasn't as eager to do this as Rox but she wanted to follow the plan EXACTLY so as soon as we crossed the finish line, we grabbed a banana, put our medal in the car and set out. It really wasn't as bad as I thought but Rox did hit a slight wall with about 1.5 miles to go so we walked a lot at the end but as we neared the finish she said she wanted to make sure she was running at the finish just like she plans to run across the finish line at the race even if it kills her! Well, that sounds like a runner to me!Jennifer Henryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12492513858496238850noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7065380847337172448.post-50985279373340988392013-02-21T12:04:00.000-08:002013-02-21T12:04:25.422-08:00Do One Thing a Day and Don't Feel Guilty About ItI posted this picture on Facebook this morning with the caption "My view while finishing my library book". I got some teasing remarks from my working friends which I knew I would and to be honest, I feel quite guilty most of the time about my cushy life. Anyway, that post was 4 hours ago and to my credit, I would normally be teaching a yoga class on Thursday mornings but classes got canceled due to ice and snow so I figured I earned a lazy day. I did wake up later than normal, about 7:30 since I was up during the night watching and listening to the storm, couldn't go back to bed, then got up at 5:30 to check the school closings and when I saw that Edmond schools were closed I went back to bed and turned off my alarm. Jim also was sleeping in as he had no cases to get up early for today.<br />
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Needless to say, I have not touched that book yet today. I've cooked and cleaned breakfast, unloaded and disinfected the dishwashers, done two loads of laundry, cleaned cat hair off two sofas, mopped the laundry room floor, run on treadmill for 20 minutes, done my morning yoga stretches, made banana bread, showered and cleaned up, sent a few emails and FB messages and sat down and talked to Rox for a few before she left for work. And yet I still feel guilty! Kind of.<br />
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I worked two jobs while PG with first baby and then worked full time for about 5 years. No further comments necessary on that, everyone knows how damn hard it is to work full time and raise babies, especially with a husband who had a very stressful job, traveled a bit so basically I did it all. I was finally able to quit my paying job when Rox born and Jared was 4. Thank God for Fitness Centers with nurseries, Church and Mother's Day out! These years were spent volunteering at all church activities and utilizing the Church nursery and the Gym nursery. I remember my mother telling me she joined a bowling league when I was little just to get away from me for a couple of hours a week to use the free nursery if you joined a league, and Mom hated bowling!<br />
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These years flew by and as the kids entered elementary school I of course, did my PTA, and homeroom mother duties. Then as the kids settled into Junior High, I found myself working concession stands, attending more PTA meetings, school board meetings, soccer matches, xc races, ballet recitals, football games, field trips, concerts, plays and carting the kids to various activities, helping with homework, etc. Again, I do realize how blessed I was as most women are doing this while holding down a full time job. I get it, I really do and I am very grateful Jim works as hard as he does to afford me to stay home all these years.<br />
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I did start teaching Yoga when Sam was a baby and for awhile I was teaching a LOT of classes. Then when Sam started running and entered Middle School, I was hired to be the Coach of his school Track and XC team and I did this for 6 years and LOVED it! I gave up most of my yoga classes, especially the evening classes and spent two hours every afternoon, plus all day Saturdays coaching. I really think I was good with young women especially and could have continued to do this for a long time but my contract was not renewed when Sam graduated. At first I was really upset. Mom had recently passed away and I was in a huge funk for several months. Then I remembered what Mom said when she retired from teaching. "I do one thing a day and don't feel guilty". I used to joke with her about it but now that I'm kind of "retired"myself I see what she means. Of course, I never worked as hard as my mom did, she worked full time when I started Jr high and quit at age 55. She also ran and did road races and was an avid reader, something I've picked up again now that I've got more time :)<br />
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So, Mom, I haven't figured out what my "one thing to do today" is, if it means leaving the house then I guess it will be going to yoga this evening when Jim gets home from work. For now, I'm finally going to finish that library book.<br />
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Jennifer Henryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12492513858496238850noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7065380847337172448.post-78109543519962423632013-02-17T15:40:00.002-08:002013-02-17T16:05:36.769-08:00A young girl racing against the boys....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This is me at age 11 running my first 880 yard run. I am the only girl in the race and you see I am leading the pack. That boy did end up beating me in the final sprint to the finish, but it was still a huge win for me! My time was 2:32 and it was quickly decided that this was to be my new distance to race, moving up from the 440. I ended up being named East Coast Champ in my age group for AAU and ran a 2:28. I continued to race this distance through high school and it still remains my favorite distance.</div>
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As I've said before, my parents putting me on a track team at age 9 was the best thing they ever did for me. Mom drove me to and from 2 hour practices every day after school and we traveled across several states and cities almost every weekend year round! We both loved it! Dad came to meets when he could.</div>
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I know the discipline instilled in me has carried into my adult years. Although I suffered weight gain and eating disorders in my early 20's, I never left my running and it has made me the person I am today. I still love to compete although I have mellowed so much in the past 10 years.</div>
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This month I've been doing a Run Every Day Challenge, as January, was Yoga for 30 in 35 days Challenge. The yoga challenge was easier than this one has been. I stopped running daily several years ago after wear and tear on my feet but I picked a short month to do this challenge and also 1 mile is my minimum and I've done that twice so far this month!</div>
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The Run Challenge is going great, the first week I had 38 miles and this past week, 35. I've used my treadmill some for the shorter runs and like I said, twice I've only logged 1 mile, one day when I had a severe migraine and the other was the day before my 16 mile long run this past weekend. My 16 miler went great, my body is feeling good, no aches and pains and I think it's due to the SLOW pace. In the past when I ran my marathons I wanted to beat a certain time, or for sure under 4 hours, this time is all about having fun and just enjoying the journey! I averaged an 11 min pace Saturday and that was with a few walk breaks, so when I'm running, it's usually 9:30-10 pace. I know I can go faster but I am going to be smart and just see how my body handles the milage after all these years of laying off.</div>
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I had a bone density test last week and I scored EXCELLENT. Tester said my femurs were the brightest (which is good) she had seen of the test subjects so far and for my age I scored very high! So, I guess 42 years of pounding the pavement hasn't weakened my bones any, in fact, it's made them stronger!</div>
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Jennifer Henryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12492513858496238850noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7065380847337172448.post-66055946426473670082013-02-11T07:20:00.000-08:002013-02-11T07:20:50.115-08:00This was a very happy day for me as it marked a turning point in my running. I ran a Marathon Relay with my friends Adi and Maurice and was also running with my friend Sally who was running her 2nd half marathon at Tulsa Rt. 66. Adi, Sally and I started out together with the plan for Sally to run the 13.1 and Adi and I would run to Maurice at the 15 mile mark and he would finish. Sally ran off and left us about mile 6 as she wanted to run a bit faster and I knew I'd have to run conservatively to make it to 15. Long runs have been a challenge for me in the past couple of years, I don't know why. A couple of times, running alone, I experienced panic and fear. I went to the doctor and everything checked out but I still couldn't get over this fear of running alone and it got worse last year after my mother died suddenly. I lost my competitive edge and just couldn't push my body like I used to.<br />
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The Oklahoma City Landrunners group training runs and good friend Adi, have helped immensely. Our training runs sometimes have 500 people so you are never alone!<br />
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Anyway, this day, in Tulsa, after we passed the chip to Maurice at mile 15, we decided to keep on running. We ran 20 miles that day! I was so excited and happy to have pushed passed this mental barrier that I am inspired to try and run the OKC Memorial Marathon this year on April 28th. My daughter, Roxanne has signed up as well! I don't care what time we finish! I just want to enjoy distance running again and get that negative chatter out of my head! Thanks to my dear friends and wonderful daughter who are helping me!<br />
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January was my yoga challenge, so February is my RUN challenge! I'm going to run every day! I picked a short month because as I've aged my body/feet has not liked running every day, I have had Plantar Faciatis 3 times so I've got to run smart! I chose 1 mile as my minimum and treadmill miles are okay! It's going great! I logged 38 miles last week, more weekly miles I've done in years!<br />
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2 cups peanut butter or almond butter (I used almond)<br />
1 3/4 raw honey<br />
2 1/4 protein powder (I used Deluxe Chocolate from Sams)<br />
3 cups regular oatmeal<br />
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1/4 c. walnuts (recipe called for slivered almonds but you could use anything, or dried fruit, etc.)<br />
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Instructions: microwave almond butter and honey to soften, this was about 45 seconds, mix well. In another bowl, mix all other ingredients and then add mixtures together. This will be messy but use your hands! I lined one pan with wax paper but it wasn't really necessary. Press into pans, place in fridge to firm, it took mine about an hour, I took it out, plopped it onto my cutting board and cut into smaller pieces then put into snack size baggies. I will store in fridge, they are so good!<br />
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This is a picture of me with DJ who got to experience "Oh What a Ride" of Oklahoma City Landruners! Fellow board member and runner, Matthew McBee, did most of the pushing on this tough, very hilly 5 mile course in Edmond on a cold, February day! I love being able to share running like this, races are meant to be experienced by everyone!<br />
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