Confessions of a Reformed Marching Band Geek

And the Answer Is….


Mr Grumpy and I had talked about it during the week and he was all “if you want to run it, that will be fine”. When I talked to my friends they were all “it will be awesome! We could train together. It will be awesome”. When I talked to my chiropractor she was all “um, is that what you really want to do?” I was completely torn. Part of my brain was totally in. It would be great to run 26.2 in Chicago. It would be great to run with my friends. It would be great to have a cheering section larger than one person. It would be great.

Except for the training in the summer. I seem to have a very narrow temperature comfort zone. Ask Mr Grumpy. He’s pretty sure it’s only two degrees. I’m sure it has to be AT LEAST five. He’s so grumpy! Anyway, while the drinking fountains are available in the summer (they shut them off during the winter so they don’t freeze. This was a serious issue while training for Disney because I would spend every mile OBSESSED about where I was going to refill my water), it wasn’t enough to convince me that summer marathon training was something I wanted to do this year.

All of that being said, I may still train with my friends and either volunteer at the race like I usually do (I work the mile 3 water station with a local running group. We have to be there early, but it’s totally worth the loss of sleep) or be a part of the Whiskey Runners Cheering Squad (that’s the name of our little group. We don’t really drink whiskey. We drink coffee, but Coffee Runners just sounded wrong on so many levels).

So no Chicago Marathon for me this year. Unless I have non-registration regret and I decide to run for a charity. I’m sure someone would let me trudge through the marathon for a little fundraising if I really want to be there. As of right now, that’s not really settling in. Now to find some awesome half marathons to use that $175 (plus all of the marathon wear I would have purchased at the expo) I saved!

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To Run or Not To Run, That is THE Question

So today is the day. Opening registration for the Chicago Marathon. It will most likely sell out by the time I go to bed tonight so I need to decide in the next four-five hours if I am going to brave the distance again (when I adamantly said that I would NEVER be doing this again while gimping my way back to the car after Disney). My friends (who have never run a marathon) are going to do it and when it comes to races I am a sucker for peer pressure (see, not caving with drugs or alcohol or other crazy things in high school or college pays of by caving to peer pressure for crazy things like this when you’re an adult).

Part of me wants┬áto run Chicago. It’s flat. The weather is usually not optimal (which I already know so I can sort of be prepared). I know the landmarks and other quirky places along the route. Mr Grumpy knows the city so he could find more places to stop and cheer than last time. I have a new water resistant fuel belt so my phone won’t fitz out along the way. I could do this.

Part of me says it’s too soon. My leg is just starting to feel back to normal. Training during the summer is difficult (although the fountains are on so I don’t have to obsess about water quite so much). There is a shorter required finish time (I finished just over the limit for Disney and was barely ahead of where they were pulling people off the course). Granted, I have more time to train (if I start now) and could do some speed work to get that up, but it would have to be a significant change to meet the requirement.

I don’t know. I hate when I’m so wishy-washy about races. Maybe I’ll wait for Mr Grumpy to get up and let him decide. It’s my usual course of action when I don’t know what I want to do about something. Then again, he doesn’t have to run it. Sigh. I’ll get back to you later about the final decision!


Back in the Saddle…er…the Treadmill Again!

So it’s been a month since I finished the Walt Disney World Marathon. It is also one month until my next half marathon. It has been s…l…o…w…going getting myself back into a regular running routine. I had “tweaked” my hamstring during marathon training so I decided to take some time off to focus on strength work and let my leg heal. My goal yesterday was 4-5 miles. I made it 3 before I decided that I had other things to do. Seriously, this is why I shouldn’t run on the treadmill. It is WAY too easy to get off and do something else. Like grade papers. Or clean something. Or do ANYTHING other than run and go nowhere. I could have gone outside, but I didn’t feel like putting on all of those clothes for about an hour of work. It appears to be the problem with distance runners. If we’re going to put on all of those running clothes and tape up our knee (or any other body part that needs a little more support), it had better be worth it. Maybe next weekend will be more interested in running outside. Or I’ll just watch more Hot Fuzz with the trivia track and give my treadmill the workout it deserves!

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Super Bowl Crazy Talk

OK. So I have two degrees in music. It makes me a little more picky about my musical selections at sporting events. In a facebook conversation about Sunday’s halftime show, we launched into a debate about the best concerts we’ve attended. Here are ours.

Billy Joel. The first time I went to see Billy Joel in concert I went with my mom. It was kind of the part of the deal to get to go. She’s not really a fan (she only listens to Classical or Easy Listening type music) but went all the same. The second time I went with Mr Grumpy. It was a joint concert with Elton John (who we like fine, but didn’t appreciate live. Too much pomp for us). It was on Billy Joel’s birthday which would make me want to have an easy evening. He said “you paid a lot to be here and I want to make sure you get your money’s worth” and he did. It was awesome!

The Barenaked Ladies. I thought we’d only seen them once, but Mr Grumpy reminded me that we saw them as part of a Christmas show as well. Who else makes up songs about the audience on the spot? It really feels like you’re hanging out with them and sharing some music. How great is that?

Weird Al. The first time I saw Weird Al was when I was in high school. The marching band went as a field trip (No joke. We didn’t have enough money for traditional band camp so we made up our own at home and went to the concert as a consolation. Totally worth it). This was the height of “Like a Surgeon” and “Eat It” so it was awesome. The second time I went with Mr Grumpy. Still awesome for me, but I think he began to wonder about his judgement in marrying me a little during the show.

Huey Lewis and the News. OK. This one comes with some explanation. The first time we saw Huey Lewis was with Chicago. Chicago was OK, but Huey was fantastic. They were having a great time and we were too. Mr Grumpy and I saw them again last year and it was not the same show. He was there to promote his “new” album (which had been out for quite a while and wasn’t that good), but we really weren’t happy until he sang the old stuff. He left out some favorites which made us sad. It could have been a great show. We were also the youngest people in the audience if you didn’t include the kids who came with their grandparents. There’s something wrong with 50 year old women screaming and storming the stage for Huey Lewis if you know what I mean.

Mr Grumpy is telling me that I need to mention Styx, The Who, and Peter Gabriel in this list. I told him it was about what I thought was an awesome concert and he told me I don’t know anything about good music. Jerk. Since then he has added Better Than Ezra and Tragically Hip. They might have been fine, but they performed in venues which make me nervous. I’m just not cool being someplace where I’m not sure I could get out if there was a fire. And where drunk people touch me. And where I stick to the floor.

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Interview Jitters

I had an interview on Tuesday. It’s not my first, but I’d love for it to be my last. I’m a competent professional. I speak at national conferences with ease. I present at state and regional conferences on a regular basis. I talk to parents, potential clients, and students about what I do all the time. With no problem. Competently. Honest.

I get into an interview situation and you’d think I hit my head on the way in. My hands shake like a leaf. My voice quavers. When I sing, I sound like a nanny goat. I can’t find my words. I stumble through my explanations of things. I find myself fidgeting, using my hands WAY too much to emphasize my point, and letting my ADHD flag fly wildly. Ugh!

This may be a little different. I’ve worked with students from this school in the past. The teaching technique they want to use, while new to them, is not to me. I finally feel like I have something to offer them that they want. This is different to past interviews where I have felt like they had something that I wanted. Here’s hoping it makes all the difference. That and my topic is something I just taught at a different facility with a little tweak to meet their needs.

Maybe the planets will align for me this time. A girl can hope!

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