Not So Fast (literally)…Welcome to 2013

I am sure you are all going to be shocked when I say this.  I didn’t run 100 miles in December.  In fact, I didn’t even run 50.  It was a colossal failure.  I believe at the end of the month I ended up going 36.5 miles.  And despite my disappointment, this was all ok.  I did sustain some sort of minor injury after the 10 mile race and that killed a week for me.  Followed by a week of dinners out with parents, and being off of work.  I worked only 2 days out of 15, but those days quickly filled up with baking, family, celebrations, dinners and play dates.  I realize that these all sound like excuses, but there were some things to gain from this trial run. 

  1. I set a goal for myself.  Period. 
  2. I had a KILLER month.  It was fantastic to spend time with so many family members, have dinner dates and lunch dates with some amazing friends, and enjoy some time to spend with Chase! 
  3. I still really love and enjoy running.  Yes, I didn’t hit my target, but it also didn’t kill this new found joy I have discovered in running.
  4. There are more months.  In fact, we’re in a new one right now, and in two(ish) weeks, we’ll be in another one!  I can start this goal in any given month.  I will hit it, December just wasn’t my time.

I’m over it.  There are countless goals that I will set for myself in my lifetime that I will not achieve, and that’s ok.  Sometimes the journey alone is worth it. 

Onto other things, it’s a new year!  Already it is 2013 and I have made a resolution to both read and write more and I have done both.  This is going to sound like a broken record, but I do want to write more on here.  Preferably once or twice a week.  Baby steps first, and we’ll try for once a month.

So that is my not so productive, not very exciting first blog of the year.  Again, baby steps. 

Happy New Year from Beach Tink!  Bring it 2013!

Shake it Up

I am having a tough time turning 30 (more to come on this, I am sure).  I have always had some issues with this age , so this isn’t something that just popped up out of the blue now that I’m thisclose to turning 30.   So as with most things in my life approaching this “enormous” milestone, I am having some insecurities/doubts/crisies related to this blog.

When I started it, which let’s be honest, wasn’t all that long ago, I wanted it to be a funny yet cute way to express my feelings on being a mother, going through life events, baking, traveling and working out to lose baby weight.  Continuing with the brutal honesty, there are millions upon millions of blogs that have to do with all of these things together or separately.  Most of those blogs have millions and millions of faithful viewers.  Although I love each and every one of you, I have devoted my career path to media and advertising, so one would think I would have a pretty good understanding on how to market myself and this blog.

With that being said, I need to take a long hard look at what I want to accomplish and what I want this blog to be about.  I need to set myself apart from others that are out there or decide who I want my audience to be.  Is this blog just for me or is it for everybody else?  Do I want to devote my entire website to my new existence of being a mother (because there is no lack of those out there)?  Should I be just sharing baking ideas and recipes (again, take a look at Pintrest, there are already a lot of them)?  Will this blog be my opportunity to spread my writing wings?  I love to write, I think I’m pretty good at it, but there are MUCH better writers out there.  I can write about my weight loss journey, but right now there haven’t been very many milestones to celebrate.  As of four weeks ago, I was still carrying some pounds of baby weight in addition to the 20 pounds I had put on the 4 years leading up to pregnancy.  I can’t really write about running either.  Even though I have almost 14 years of experience under my belt, I still don’t love running and a 3 mile run will still elicit as many moans, groans and procrastinating as a half marathon.

Maybe my biggest issue about turning 30 (and this blog) is that I am living a pretty normal life.  I have a job, a house, a husband, a child and a dog.  I have the same struggles as most everyone.  There is never enough money, time or energy to accomplish everything I want to accomplish.  There are always bills to pay and pounds to lose.  Don’t get me wrong, I am immeasurably blessed in my life.  I have a wonderful husband with a pretty compelling love story to back it up, a son who is perfect in every way (at least in my eyes), the sweetest dog ever and we live a very, very comfortable lifestyle.  We go on trips.  More trips than most people, but less than others.  I have a job that I enjoy the majority of the time, but I still have gripes and grumps about it.  I wish I had more time to hang out with Chase and to write and to workout and to bake and so far there are dreams and wishes that have fallen by the wayside, but that’s normal.  I am so happy in my life and I have nothing to complain about (again with the brutal honesty).

So, excuse me while I have this bit of an identity crisis.  If you see a bit of a blog makeover, now you know why and for all of you faithful readers out there, thank you for your loyalty and I hope you enjoy this glimpse into myself and my life as much as I enjoy writing about it.

One

Over two years ago I saw a woman appear on Oprah (who coincidentally had the same name as me) and she made a living off of advertising on her blog.  I was going through a very tumultuous time in my life and I thought to myself, I have enough compelling things going on, I should start a blog.  When I really started thinking about it though the only interesting thing happening was just how miserable I was in my job and the blog would have been an outlet for my venting.  It would have sounded the same every single day.  “I hate my job,” “nothing is fair at work,” “I am absolutely miserable,” “how soon can I get a new job,” and finally “what do I want to do for my life/career?,” so I never started writing.  There wasn’t much that I could have done.  I worked at one of
the best companies in the city where I live, was making pretty decent money despite my
lousy performance and the economy was one of the worst in decades.  In hindsight I should have started writing because the next year of my life was pretty damn exciting and it hasn’t slowed down much since.

Three months after that episode of Oprah I was called into one of the big boss’s offices
late on a Thursday afternoon.  Knowing I was going to be fired, I was actually moved to another team, started to performed very well, which continued into the following year.  Then March of that next year (2010), I got pregnant and gave birth to our son six weeks early at the end of October.  Had I known all that would change I would have loved to have documented it. Thankfully, I am a pretty consistent journal writer, so I was able to
record some of it.  Oh well, you live and you learn.  Not much I can do about it
now, except start a blog once and for all!

This blog will be more or less a blend of what is going on in my life.  My effort to lose the baby weight (I’ve got 11 more pounds to lose and he’s 9 months old, not to mention the 25 pounds I put on before I got pregnant), in conjunction with my extreme love (and skill) for baking and of course the never ending adventures into parenthood.  I will try to keep it light and optimistic, but sometimes life does get in the way of that.

So enjoy and I will try to post at least something a couple of times a week.