Putting the Clothes Back On – the Streak Is Over!

(Oh, it wasn’t THAT kind of streak? My bad!)

First off, happy 2014!

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This morning I set my kiddos up with their newly acquired Wii U. I made sure they were both happy and content. They have zero concept of sleeping in, even if it is New Year’s Day (Dude got the sleeping in privilege today), so this was pretty early. As always, I told them, “If you need me-”

“- You’ll be on the treadmill in the basement. We know, Mom. Go, we’re good!” Pooks cut in.

Little chimed in with his usual farewell of “Don’t do anything dangerous!” as they continued to press the buttons on the controller.

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I knew that this month+ streak was going to be a bit of a challenge, especially with my kids being home for the last week and a half of December. However, I was determined to actually make this 35 day streak happen.

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My streak that I had planned for September for Alex’s Lemonade Stand came to an abrupt end 12 days into the month. I’d participated in the holiday streak before but thought nothing of missing a day here or there if my schedule didn’t allow for it or I was “too busy”.

Not this time though! I was committed to running/walking/crawling at least a mile a day, and I did it! Despite school functions, plantar fasciitis, errands, laundry, kids, weather snafus, and oh yeah, Thanksgiving, Hanukkah, and Christmas… I got it done.

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In other words, it worked for me. Maybe it will help you!

1. I decided not to take myself too seriously. If my mile was a 9:30 mile, that was cool. And if it was a 15:00 mile, that was cool too. There were many days that it was on the slower side, especially with my foot pain. And that was okay. I wasn’t doing this to be fast, I was doing this to endure.

2. Most days, I wasn’t content with a mile and figured I could do at least two. Some days it was three. But never more than that. Since I’m not training for a race right now, I was able to do what I wanted with no distance agendas, other than getting at least a mile done.

This song was my streak anthem.

This song was my streak anthem.

3. I had fantastic support system! Social media, I love you. My awesome Chick Brooke participated in this challenge which truly made a world of difference. We checked in via text. And pictures. And my bossypantsing her around.

Additionally, following my blogging buddies during the streak and chatting with them on their posts helped immensely. The Challenge Loop that Cyanne and Karen hosted kept me honest. And in search of dinosaurs.

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So even though I was running every single run in the comfort of my basement, solo style, I was never truly alone.

4. My kids are finally at the stage where they are (mostly) self sufficient for a half hour. When Little was littler, I used his nap time as my time to tackle the miles. However, as a great big 4 year old, there are no longer any naps. If it’s just us in the house, I set him up with a snack and his favorite movie and then ran down the basement steps to the treadmill.

5. The earlier, the better. Rather than putting it off, I’d get my miles in ASAP. No matter what happened the rest of the day, I accomplished something for myself and therefore I was more productive in other areas of my life.

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Setting aside the half hour for myself, whether it be Tuesday, Christmas, or New Year’s Eve helped me to recalibrate every day. During a crazy and hectic month, it grounded me and that was invaluable.

Bring it on 2014! I’m ready for you!

Brooke will be posting tomorrow about her streak, but in the meantime, how did all our streaking friends fare?

My Year in Pictures

To say this year has been an active one for me is a bit of an understatement. My 2012 ended with a newborn baby- my third- and I began 2013 with some pretty specific fitness aspirations.

First, I wanted to fit into my jeans again. (Is that really a fitness goal? Well, I wanted to fit into my running shorts again too. That counts, right?) I wanted run a half marathon before the end of the year and I wanted to train smarter and more broadly- to begin lifting weights and try different kinds of cardio instead of just running.

I’ve done the postpartum return to fitness before, obviously, but never with this much determination. Never with specific goals (Okay, with each babe, I have wanted to fit into my pants again. But it was super easy with the first two kids and really hard work this time around. I’ve been told it’s because I’m over 30 now. Sigh.).

At first, I walked a lot. Once I got the all clear from my doctor (6 weeks post-baby), I eased back into running on the treadmill and began working out with a trainer. I also tried barre workouts, zumba and returned to my favorite hot yoga class. When summer arrived and the baby grew bored of sitting at the gym with me, I began running in the early mornings with Sara- we ran longer and faster; each of us chasing our own goals.

By fall, I had some sweet definition in my arms. My pants fit again too- it took 10 whole months- and I was ready to tackle that half-marathon. Timing is everything, and I was grateful that this year was Vic’s year to run the NYC marathon because that meant she could run with me for Wine and Dine. I could have run it alone, of course, but it made it easier to have a friend cheering me along for those 13.1 miles.

I decided to do the run streak during this holiday season because I thought it would be fun (“Isn’t this fun?” is basically my motto for all things fitness.) and I love a challenge. Some days have been awful. Just yesterday, I sent Meri the following text: “I don’t want to run. I’m so tempted to stay in my jams and drink coffee all day.” Like any good, bossy friend, she told me to just get it done. Most days have been wonderful though, and while I don’t think I could ever be an every day runner, I’m glad I ended the year with all this running.

I’m excited to see what next year holds for me. I have three races on the calendar already- the Glass Slipper challenge and the Nike Women’s half in DC, and there are a few more I really want to run.

I’ve been thinking about my goals a lot lately, but since I’m not quite ready to commit to them here, I thought I would share some of my favorite fitness photos from the past year.

My first post-baby run. My warm-up walk included a nursing session.

My first post-baby run. My warm-up walk included a nursing session.

My view from the treadmill.

My view from the treadmill.

J and I attempted a monthlong wall-sit challenge. Yeah...we didn't complete it. But I got this cute picture!

J and I attempted a monthlong wall-sit challenge. Yeah…we didn’t complete it. But I got this cute picture!

The boy was totally tired of the gym at this stage. This was my last workout with him present. (which meant the beginning of very early mornings)

The boy was totally tired of the gym at this stage. This was my last workout with him present. (which meant the beginning of very early mornings)

Sara and I after hot yoga.

Sara and I after hot yoga.

The Bob got some love during the second half of the year.

The Bob got some love during the second half of the year.

My first postpartum race- the UCF 5 miler and 2 miler (I did both for the bling)

My first postpartum race- the UCF 5 miler and 2 miler (I did both for the bling)

Back at Wine and Dine again, and happy I got to run with my friend.

Back at Wine and Dine again, and happy I got to run with my friend.

Still working out with Trainer Jen. She makes me do all sorts of crazy things.

Still working out with Trainer Jen. She makes me do all sorts of crazy things.

Run streak! A long run last weekend with my friend, Dorothy.

Run streak! A long run last weekend with my friend, Dorothy.

What races do you have scheduled for 2014? Do you set yearly goals? Share your favorite fitness photo from 2013 with us on Twitter or Instagram! #favefitphoto

Remembering West Webster heroes

One year ago, I covered an unimaginable tragedy.

A 62-year-old Webster, NY man fatally shot his sister, set fire to her car – which then spread to their shared home. When firefighters responded to battle the blaze early on Christmas Eve morning, the same man opened fire. He shot four responding firefighters, killing two of them and seriously wounding the other pair before he shot himself.

One year ago today, Rochester-area residents woke to find the lakeside neighborhood ablaze. The fire, left to burn unchecked for more than four hours, ultimately consumed seven homes on Lake Road and damaged two more. Fire engines were left in place on the road, where they stopped moments before the shots rang out.

The lakeside community was never going to be the same.

I was among the first reporters on the scene, covering the tragedy for my paper the Rochester Democrat and Chronicle and USA Today. In today’s paper, I recounted what it was like to cover the ambush on Christmas Eve and it’s fallout over the next few days.

Click here to read the column:

I’ll be honest, I cried as I wrote this column. I cried as I proofed it. I cried as I re-read it this morning. I cried as I thought about what the events meant to the community.

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West Webster Fire Department last Christmas Day

Last week, I watched as a backhoe leveled the remaining debris of the gunman’s home. Tears I had not realized I was holding back welled in my eyes. I stood with a colleague and friend across the road, perhaps not far from where the gunman stood one year ago today.

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The memorial on Lake Road earlier this month.

Today and every day, we think of you Mike and Tomasz. You are true heroes.

Please say a prayer below to the families of Mike Chiapperini and Tomasz Kaczowka. Where were you last Christmas Eve? Do you remember what you were doing when you heard of the ambush?

How Sweet It Is – Hershey Park, PA

This weekend, Mer and Vic (and their fams) met up at Hershey Park in PA for a little holiday cheer! While the weather felt more like spring than winter, we checked out the holiday light display, visited with the Big Guy in Red, and had a great time together!

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Naturally, while we were there we discussed doing one of the races at Hershey Park. There’s a 10k in the spring and a half marathon in the fall. Have you ever run Hershey?

Scoot a Doot t-shirt winner!

First things first… A VERY HAPPY BIRTHDAY to our very own Jess! We adore you and hope today is the best day yet with many more to come in the future.

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Hotness – you should wear this always.

In other news, we have our Scoot a Doot shirt winner! We love how you were all so enthusiastic about the shirts and for those who asked, we do have some available for purchase but only in specific sizes (aka, we order a couple of extras and are out of S and L). If you’re interested, shoot us an email at scootadoot at gmail dot com.

Ready to meet our winner?

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Big congrats to JenRessler1 who won via her tweet on Twitter! We hope you party like a rock star in your new shirt, Jen.

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Feel free to wish Jess a happy birthday and congratulate Jen! Happy happy day!

Kid Tested, Mother Approved

There was a time in my life, not so very long ago, when I would have given anything to just have a “normal” body.  I never dreamed of the oh so coveted thigh gap or the pronounced cheek bones; I had sense enough to embrace my size 9 feet and my big bones.  I just didn’t want to be Extra Large.  Why couldn’t I just have one of those metabolisms that lets me eat what I want and maintain a healthy BMI? Judging myself by an index devised in the 1800’s is completely logical, right?  I abused my body and destroyed my self-esteem and it was a tremendous climb back to positive mental health.  When I became a parent, I made it my mission to make sure my children never travel this path.  I don’t ever want them to doubt their worth, not even for one second, because of some stupid standard society has dictated as beautiful or smart or acceptable.

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My darling gems.

My childhood was filled with running and climbing and hiding and seeking.  We built things out of wood and got splinters.  We played catch and picked stickers out of our socks.  We made mud pies and drank from the hose.  We ate carrots straight from the soil and apricots right off the tree. During all this time, I never once thought to worry about my metabolism or my BMI.    I was normal.  

Oh, how the times have changed. Chicken nuggets, computer games, cell phones, youtube, Minecraft…this is the new normal.  It’s normal for an 8 year old to have a cell phone.  It’s normal for kids to have McDonald’s for breakfast.  Normal has been redefined.  This new normal, combined with my daughter’s severe asthma, my son’s hyperactivity, and my history of ADD and depression, makes family exercise not only a priority, but an absolute necessity.

My poor girl after her latest asthma attack.

My poor girl after her latest asthma attack.

Getting my kids to turn off the tablet is no easy task, but explaining all my reasons to a five and eight year old would only cause confusion and/or possible scarring for life. We’ve tried many activities. Some result in constant whining and misery for all involved.  Others they beg to revisit week after week.  So, as dictated by my children, Sophia and Alex, here are our Top 5 Ways to Exercise.

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#5 – Organized Sports

The gang was a bit divided on this one.  Sophie’s a big fan of cheerleading and gymnastics but we still haven’t found Alex’s sport yet.  I wasn’t keen on the idea of my daughter getting into cheer initially.  I’ll admit it, I’ve always thought cheerleading to be a bit vapid.  I just don’t understand why sports teams need young girls in short skirts smiling and shouting in unison whilst flashing their undies to everyone.  But Sophie likes it and the instructor promotes strength training and flexibility, making them do push-ups and yoga poses during their warm-up and cool-down.  I’m still coming to terms with it, but I’m trying to be open-minded.  It teaches commitment and responsibility to a team, which, unless Sophie plans on going underground, are great skills for the future.  It’s a little bit expensive, but I consider it an investment in developing essential life skills.

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#4 – Video Games

Yep, video games can be good for you!  Sophie loves the Wii Fit.  She likes the running and yoga the best.  Occasionally, we’ll bowl together or play tennis.  Alex enjoys to Xbox Kinect because he gets to pretend to use a lightsaber.  For the record, his actual response was “lightsaber fights”.  Also, you can pretend box.  This is great for relieving family tension.  My personal favorite is the dance game.  I don’t know what it’s called, but I’m perfect on the easy setting.  Video games give the illusion of gaming but it’s really good exercise.  Like when you blend carrots in with your spaghetti sauce.

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#3 – Hiking

My kids love nature and every couple weeks, we try to go on an adventure.  Sometimes it’s the local trail, Sycamore Canyon, where we scan for foxes and coyotes.  Or if we’re feeling more social, we head over to Mt. Rubidoux to climb our way to the cross at the very top.  We’ll venture over to University of Riverside’s Botanical Gardens or we might just walk to the park down the street.  Taking the time to enjoy the bits of nature in our concrete suburbia always turns into a learning experience.

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#2 – Swimming

Living in Southern California is definitely a factor when it comes to this activity.  We can swim pretty much 9 months out of the year and when my  grandma belongs to the golf club down the street and can get us into the heated pool, the likelihood of us using said pool skyrockets.  I have two little fish.  They’ll swim anywhere, anytime: the beach, the pool, the front yard sprinklers, the fountain at Starbucks…if it’s even the least bit warm out, my kids are in their suits.  We spent this summer at a local water park and pool.  It was the best $120 I’ve ever spent.  Not only were they occupied all day during summer break, but they were exhausted when they got home.  Which means they slept well.  Which means I slept well.

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#1 – Trampolines

By far, the activity that they beg and beg for is to go to Sky Zone.  Located in a warehouse, Sky Zone is a big room filled with trampolines.  You purchase time on the tramps and you just jump.  The first time we went, we purchased an hour and by the end of our time, we were pooped out.  There are different sizes and shapes, and some fully enclosed for dodge ball tournaments.  They have a pit of foam blocks that people can dive into, which my kids like the best.  I did it once but trying to climb out of the pit zapped my energy like no other.  They even offer a fitness class.  It’s stunning that something so easy as jumping on a trampoline can work your body so hard.  Trampolines are no joke.  

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There you have it, Sophie and Alex’s Top 5 Ways to Exercise.  My children are fairly adamant that these activities will be loved by all your families and that you all try them.  (That was verbatim, btw).  Reject those unrealistic standards and normalize being unique.  Make family fitness the new normal.

Three Is a Magic Number

A little Schoolhouse Rocks! to start off your Tuesday.

Each Tuesday and Thursday morning, I make my way to the gym at 5:30. Last Thursday, my trainer had my partner and I do something new. And it was a killer, which I’m still feeling the aftereffects of now (writing this on Saturday), so naturally I have to share it with all of you. After all, sharing is caring and if I’m suffering feeling the burn, it’s only fair that I pass it along!

We call this one “three is a magic number” – and when I say “we”, I mean me. My trainer doesn’t have cutesy names for things and I’m pretty sure my partner would make some ménage à trois comment.

To start, we each got a barbell with no additional weight. This is always a bit disconcerting because immediately I’m clued in to the fact that while the weight might not be great, the amount of reps will be. I used a 30 pound bar for this round of exercises.

Each exercise is repeated for three minutes with a minute rest in between. Fair warning, the three minutes last forever and the minute feels like fifteen seconds.

We started with clean and press. One might think that clean and press with a 30 pound bar is easy peasy lemon squeezy. And it is. For about 30 seconds. But for three minutes? Holy Hannah, does it burn.

Minute break? I’ll take it.

Next up is three minutes of barbell squats. Now I’ve got to say that my upper legs are a definitely ones that I need to work on so going into this set, I knew I’d be feeling it quick. And sure enough, I was. My quads and glutes were shaking in anger (and fatigue); they were so not impressed. 

Another minute break. Sweating profusely!

Finally, three minutes of deadlifts. Again, one would think this would be a piece of cake. That would be a big noperooni. It wasn’t as challenging as the squats or even the clean and press, but I was feeling it throughout, probably because my muscles fatigued from the prior six minutes.

This was only a small segment of my workout – less than 10 minutes total. Yet it was good stuff and one that I hope makes its way into the rotation in the future! I found that the key to this is to really take it nice and slow (not with breaks but to do a count with each – I always do a one, two, three and four); get into a repetitive motion and try to zone out mentally, yet stay engaged physically.

And because I know visual breakdowns are always fun…

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Tell me about something new you’ve done at the gym recently.

Bare Faced Beauty

We here at Scoot a Doot are all about acceptance. Of each other, of ourselves, and of everyone else. Some of us struggle with the self part more than others (ahem), but we’re working on it, and that’s all that matters. We celebrate beauty, whether it be external or internal. We know that smart, strong, loving women are the most beautiful ones in the world.

This morning, I was trolling through Facebook, as you do, and I came upon a video that a dear friend had posted. It was regarding National Eating Disorder Awareness week, and a newswomen was asking women to post pictures of themselves without makeup on social media with the hashtag #barefacedbeauty. The intent was to raise awareness for eating disorders, body image issues and self-acceptance.

Cool, right? RIGHT.

I am not a daily makeup wearer, but I do NOT allow pictures to be taken when I’m in bare face. (I honestly avoid the camera altogether, but that’s another post for another time). But I did it. And it felt good. 

I personally have suffered with self-esteem issues most of my life. While, I know I am a good mother, wife, daughter, sister, friend and person, sometimes it’s hard to see HER in the mirror. But I’m trying. It’s important for me to pass self-acceptance down to my kids, and to do that, it has to start with me.

Then, Mer followed suit, and I thought ‘hey, let’s rally the chicks and post our sans makeup selfies for all the world to see.’ I was feeling brave. And, of course, my Scoot chicks were all in.

Funny thing about the internet. It can be misleading if you’re not careful. Before I posted, did a quick Google search. Apparently, THIS is not National Eating Disorder Awareness week. It was in Feb/March of this past year.

Whoops. My bad.

And then a bunch of my friends did pictures, too. So, I was feeling like kind of a dork. But then really, is it ever bad to bring awareness to something so many people struggle with? Is it ever a bad day to say ‘today, I love myself and I think I’m beautiful just the way I am?’ This may NOT be National Eating Disorder Awareness Week (although, awesome that one exists!), but does that mean we can’t talk about self-awareness and self-acceptance?

Nope.

So, in all our bare-faced, beautiful glory, are me and my Scoot a Doot sisters.

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Mer

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Vic

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Brooke

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And we all think you are very beautiful, too!