#excited

life is amazing, isn't it?

really.  i mean, at the drop of a dime, so many things can change, push us, pull us, drop us to our knees.  i'm constantly amazing at the power and beauty of it all.  today, i got up, got ready, took the dogs out, kissed my husband goodbye, and headed out the door. and in a week, all of that is going to change. 

we have the power to create and be the person that we want to be.  we know the answers, most of the time; we just need the push or shove or boot to the ass to actually follow through with it.  one thing that has worked for me is reading the book "Excuse Me, Your Life is Waiting" by Lynn Grabhorn.  If you're a "power of positive thinking" person, the book is for you.

the premise is simple, and for me, one long plane ride (honolulu to washington dc) was all i needed to be inspired and changed by the simplicity of the concept.  really...our energy is out there.  we exude positive or negative vibes all the time...most of the time without realizing it.  and in that, friends, is great power.

today i'm choosing to put positive, vibrant, ecstatic energy out in the hopes that opportunities i have been waiting for come join my positivity.  i'm all in.

come join me.

#newlife

i really thought this job was my new life.

turns out i was wrong.

this job was a stepping stone to the life i was meant to live.  really.  i could talk about the nasty management meetings, the having to confront my bosses, the whatever, but the truth is, i am so grateful to what this job has taught me about myself and what i do not want.  i know they think i was happy there and i was, for much of the time i was there, but wow.  a weight will come off my shoulders when i walk out the door next week.

look at this life i lead.

it. is. amazing.  that sunset!

i'm grateful for the journey of the last year and i'm grateful for change.

OH.  AND THE BEST NEWS?

our best friends are moving here next year.  yesssss.  its true.  kristen and jason will officially be hawaii residents in august of 2015.  i can't wait.  ready to live our crazy, dog filled life with us?  c'mon.  it'll be entertaining at least.

xo
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#change

change.

you know.  CHANGE.

I really did set off to make this about me, and it has been about me, really, representative of who I am and how I deal with stuff/crap/things.  so the lesson learned this year is...

I don't focus enough on my blog.  sorry guys.

we have done fancy, really...swanky soiree where we could not even dream about making a bid in the silent auction.

we have done cheap....wehavetoeatprepackagedramenforaweekcausewespentallofourmoney...

we have done busy, the weeks where you're so tired you cannot even feed the dogs.

but we've been real.  and that's all i ask for.  so now my commitment is recharged and re-motivated.

lets go change the world, eh?  you with me?

xo

a real runner.

The other day, I set off at 9:00 am in Kailua for a four mile run.  I'm training for my seventh (whoa) half marathon, and this was an "extra" training run but I was feeling all out of sorts. (Running seems to the best thing for that, at least in my world.)  I left the dogs at home as Peanut has been quitting a lot lately, right around mile two.  That's no good for me.

I started jogging to warm up my muscles and thought about how hot the weather was.  No matter how hot it was in Arizona, it NEVER felt like this particular piece of summer has felt on the windward side.  I'm aware that it is summer, thank you, but but rumors promised me rain and easygoing trade winds almost daily...

I got about a mile in and realized sweat was flying off of me like it hasn't in a long, long time.  I felt tired and a bit nauseous, then cursed myself for eating chocolate and drinking stout for dinner the night before.  I knew that poor fueling was my own fault, but man, I was wishing for a big bowl of spaghetti in this particular moment.  Even my morning coffee (standard before anything less than five miles; most foods upset my stomach during short runs) felt like a hundred years away.  I kept thinking about that stout - wondering why it wasn't fueling me more.

And then I realized.  I just finished three miles.  I didn't even think about it.  The last I could remember, I was at a half mile.  I JUST REALIZED I BECAME A REAL RUNNER.  Not the "I'm going to run an ultra" real runner, but the kind that doesn't quit because I'm tired.  I told myself I was going to run four miles and I did...I ran, without thinking, without convincing myself to, OH MY GOSH I GOT LOST IN THINKING WHILE RUNNING!  I've been waiting for this day since the completion of my first half marathon, Phoenix, 2008.

My mind cannot wrap itself around this.  I feel amazing.  I'm a real runner.  The kind that keeps going, no matter what.  I'm joyful.