portland marathon

Random Ramblings

I just got back from a sisters weekend in Portland.  Some people like to make fun of the fact that my sisters and I dedicate  one weekend each year to spending time together, but it’s one of my favorite traditions (besides cousin’s weekend…hello!) and something I truly cherish.

This year was special because my little sister was running the Portland marathon and we decided to make our weekend out of it.  The food in Portland….oh em gee…the food.  Let’s just say my paleo lifestyle was out the window for a few days as we dined on made-from-scratch breakfasts at Mothers, wine and tapas at Andina, and multiple desserts at Papa Haydns.   And it was soooo worth it.   But of course the biggest news was the marathon and I couldn’t be more proud of my sister.

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But let me just be completely honest for one hot minute.  Cheering someone on at a marathon is NO JOKE.  We ran our little butts all over that town just trying to make it to the next check-point and wave our sparkly pom poms.  In retrospect…I should have trained for this.  My other sister and I made a pact that we wouldn’t let on how extremely tired we were after the race because dude…..she just ran a marathon.   Who are we to complain?  But duuuuuuuuude.  I was  kind of dying.  We took our job so seriously that at one point we thought she passed by us (thanks to the not-so-accurate tracking provided by the race website) so we started sprinting down the course trying to catch her.  Yeah, I don’t know what we were thinking either.   Then all of a sudden, we hear this yelling from behind us….”I’m back here!  Wait!”  Turns out she hadn’t passed us and she totally saw us running down the course and wondering what in the H-E-double-toothpick we were doing.

At least she witnessed our dedication.  Right?

Well curiosity got the best of me and when I got back to Missoula I mapped our run/walk around the Marathon course that day.  ELELVEN miles.  Yep.  ELEVEN.  I do not feel bad for feeling tired.  Or for the dessert that night.

So note to self:  The O’Connell girls don’t half ass anything.  You ask us to cheer you on in a marathon?  Sure.  And we’ll run a damn near a Half while we do it.

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Did you know that it’s common practice these days to only put ONE space after a period?  ONE.  I don’t know when this happened and why I wasn’t informed, but I’m still the dinosaur putting TWO spaces.  And I don’t really want to stop!  I feel like I just got slapped across the face because my mind. is. blown.  ONE space?  What the hell!

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I’m officially declaring myself coocoo for coconuts.  I haven’t really met one variation that I didn’t like (except coconut water, that stuff tastes like armpits).   Coconut milk, coconut cream, coconut flakes, toasted coconut flakes, coconut flour, coconut sugar, coconut meat, coconut oil.  Yep.  I want all the coconuts.   My favorite little treat lately is peaches, cinnamon, canned coconut milk and coconut flakes:

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Also, I’ve been using coconut oil as face moisturizer for over a year now.  I feel that’s long enough to finally admit that I love it, and that it works just as well as the super expensive stuff (probably full of chemicals) that I was using.  I feel like my skin is well balanced now (not too dry, and not too oily).  There are only two drawbacks I would warn you about if you want to try this:

  1. The first time you put it on your face, you will be hesitant.  It felt very very wrong and weird.  You get over it eventually.
  2. If you cook a lot with coconut oil (I pretty much use it and avocado oil exclusively), sometimes in the summer when you put it on your face you’ll run to the kitchen to see what’s burning.   Or so I’ve heard….

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My official stance on hunting season is that it’s freeing, it’s productive, it’s welcomed….but it’s lonely.

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These boots.  I must have them.

boots

 

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I don’t talk about my job a lot here….it’s not the most interesting topic (Deploying Wireless Solutions?  Upgrading User Interfaces?  Anyone, anyone?  Bueller?)  and I know people from work read this.  But I just have to say that lately I’ve been feeling like I need more.  I’m so incredibly lucky to get to work part-time at a job within my chosen career path – a part-time project manager position is rare, mostly because projects aren’t part-time.  They are moving forward and changing every day.  So much can happen while I’m gone that if I don’t stay connected on my days off then I can be behind when I get back.  It’s a double-edged sword I guess.  The root of the comment here, however, is that I’m at a point in my life where I don’t want to spend time on things that aren’t necessarily fulfilling.  Lately I’ve been feeling a little unfulfilled with my work and I’m trying to figure out if it’s a phase or if I need to explore other opportunities.   Life is just too dang short to spend your days doing something that you’re not passionate about…even if it’s only on a part-time basis.   Maybe it’s just a phase.  I’ll just have to see.

dividerEach morning Abby asks “where goin today momma?”  And if I don’t say “Momma’s going to work” she asks me the following questions (always in this order):

We goin to park?

We goin to gym?

We goin to brewery?

Um……I guess you know where I spend my time.  Busted.

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After several conversations with my girlfriends regarding the Diva Cup , I decided to take the plunge and purchase one.  I wish I could tell you the story of my first cycle using this new contraption but it’s probably not appropriate.  But I will say this.  The first three days are a freak show.  The last few days are a slightly less freaky freak show.

Unsurprisingly, I am still undecided about the longevity of the Diva Cup in my life.

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The hardest part about trying to stick to a Whole30 lifestyle is giving up sweets and chocolate.  I don’t do very well at it because damnit I like chocolate.   But lately I’ve been making a treat that I don’t feel too guilty about and I thought you might like it too.

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Banana Smoothie

  • 1 ripe banana (the riper it is, the sweeter it is)
  • 1 cup coconut almond milk (this is my favorite cuz it’s sweetened with coconut cream instead of sugar like most non-dairy milk). But you could use any form of non-dairy milk.
  • 1/2 avocado
  • 1 tablespoon almond meal
  • 1 tablespoon unsweetened cocoa
  • ice

Throw it all in a blender and you’ve got a cold, frothy treat that’s also pretty darn good for you.

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We’ve kinda been all over the place today, eh?  Marathons, coconuts, diva cups, deep thoughts, and smoothies.  As always, thanks for reading all of this nonsense.

abby

Xoxo,

Janna