I Must Confess…

They say confession is good for the soul, so here I go:

I must confess that I buy things I really don’t need, simply because someone else thinks I need them. I am a grinder (another confession)-that is, as in teeth at night. My dentist convinced me that I really needed a custom made mouth guard to be worn on the upper teeth-only at night. I could get the molds, a custom made guard & professional fitting appointment all for the bargain price of $160.00. This would help tremendously with my gum recession, he said. So I acquiesced, made my two appointments (molds & fitting), and tried this thing. I said I tried- more than once. It made me gag. I kept having to swallow which made me gag even more. Epic fail all for the bargain price of $160.00. I could have gotten an awesome pair of running shoes for that price! Oh well, can’t take it back. Hey-who else can boast that they have a plaster cast of their chompers on their shelf as an awesome conversation piece (that will up the value I’m sure)!

I must confess that I am a sucker for dogs-all dogs, especially if they need homes-and someone is giving one away-for free. It just so happens that these little balls of unconditional love come into my life at precisely the right time. I have taken in strays & find them homes when I feel/know the time is not right for me to keep them. Rex came into my life at a difficult emotional time 3 months ago and I must say that pet therapy works. What also worked is that he fit right in with my other dogs from the outset. They took him in & accepted him. A win/win for me. I think it was a win for Rex as well. I even bought furniture covers & allowed them up on my new items (I am a pushover).

I must confess that I love chocolate, especially when wrapped around a strawberry and cannot resist the urge to go into chocolate shops this time of year. Thanksgiving eve was no exception while walking around Zona Rosa in Kansas City. A wonderful indulgence indeed (I must confess that the company was pretty wonderful too)!

Guilty Pleasure

I must confess that Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday. It is the only holiday that I request off from work. Perhaps it is because it is one without so much hoopla and commercialism. In fact, retailers barely mention it as they seem to jump from Halloween to Christmas. Maybe it’s because I love food and the smells of Thanksgiving bring back fond memories. Actually, the greatest reason is that it is the one day I can get my kids together. Since both boys are married now, I have gained two more daughters. I also must confess that I’m not afraid to NOT “act my age.” I like to have fun.

Not Acting My Age & Kids Make a Comfy Bed

I must confess That I am a sucker for a 5k if it means running with awesome people. I admittedly do not care for 5k races that much. Mostly because they can be crowded, are over too soon, and I feel like I have to give it my “all out” effort. I usually just use these runs as speed work training. This one was not exception. The “Giving Thanks” 5k was held Thanksgiving morning at Liberty, MO. The weather was perfect with a light drizzle. Met up with my “Sunday Runday” peeps and a great friend from the past. He is the one who “turned me on” to trail racing where I beat him by 4 min. on his turf. Well the joke was on me as he beat me by 31 seconds on mine! He’s also very witty. When I told him to be careful on the slick spots, he quickly retorted, “I’m not the one who has trouble staying on my feet.” A cute reference to my trail race (read “Holy Rocks & Tree Roots). At any rate, we BOTH won age group awards and it was a very fun morning.

Age Group Award Winners

I must confess that I am a terrible procrastinator with some things. Like finishing projects-at work-with a November 30 at midnight deadline. Having been on vacation (or STAYcation) since 11/18, I had every intention to get it done WAY before the due date. Well, the days came and went and I found myself racking my brain on Sunday, November 29. They (whoever they are), say that procrastination is anxiety over doing something perfect. I would have to agree somewhat as I procrastinated over all of my scholarly papers in college and always made an A. Anyhow, I started it on Sunday, literally worked on it ALL day on Monday 11/30 & had to go into work on my day off to turn it in and do the write up in the computer system. My manager loved it. We’ll see what the system coordinator says. It was not as good as I could have done if I had not waited until the pressure was on.

Not My Best Work

Finally, I must confess that some things cannot be procrastinated over (like bills, gas for the car, & training for a 100 mile race). I guess one can procrastinate to their detriment (I’ve only ran out of gas once-not fun)! Since the race is in April, it gives me 4 full months, or 16 weeks to prepare. I have started getting myself into the best shape possible starting with a 10 day, totally sugar free (except fruit) detox. I have a good running base, so I’m not worried so much about that (did I just confess to worry)? What is mainly a concern, is endurance. So I am also preparing by gleaning everything I can from books, #ultrachat, videos, podcasts, & local runners. I am adding core work/weight training and putting myself on a strict sleep/wake cycle so I can get on the treadmill every morning on work days. Truly this is a labor of love. Some have called me insane. That’s ok. I did the 50 miler last year with not near as much preparation. I want to finish strong & who doesn’t want a belt buckle?

My Life, My Choices


Until We Meet Again,


5 Thoughts

  1. Good read. I stumbled upon your twitter feed and liked a nice little inspirational quote you posted which led me to your blog. Nice blog, love the honesty, keep doing what you do. Thanks for the motivation. I need to start my blog… : /

    1. Thank you for stopping by & taking the time to read. I appreciate the kind words. It keeps me motivated to continue. Blogging is therapeutic for me. Much encouragement your way to start yours!

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