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Tutus and Running Shoes

Image    I love this picture. I took it of my youngest daughter, Lola, as she watched her older sister compete in a school track meet.

She was complaining of being too hot and went to the car to see what she could find. Forgetting, I had hidden these very special hand-me-down tutus for her from a dear friend in the trunk, I said, “sure go ahead and see what you can find.” As she dug through the trunk..her eyes darted straight to the bag of tutus the same time as mine. Before I could distract her…she said, “what are these?!” with her eyes as big as saucers. Darn, I thought, the surprise was now ruined. Or was it?  Without hesitiation, she ripped off her other clothes and jumped right into this pink tutu with sequins and all. I had to go with it.  I figured if she was confident enough to walk around a track meet in just her tutu and running shoes, then far be it for me to list my reasons why she may not want to wear that….“are you sure honey, might get kinda of itchy in the heat?” “do, you really want to wear that…now?”  Of course she did! So, off she went watching the rest of the meet in her new comforatble and cool clothes. As you can imagine, when my teenage daughter saw her sister in all of her glory watching from the fence…she rolled her eyes and ran the other way....teenagers, what do they know?

As I looked at the picture, I realized my planned surprise was not ruined at all. It became a gift. A gift to to see my confident and strong-minded daughter in action with not a care in the world, especially about what other people think. I also get to see myself..growing up as a dancer and now a runner and the huge impact they have had on who I am today. Other than my family, my tutus and running shoes have been the most important things in my life. Thank you Lola for showing me the way and reminding me about what’s really important. That is the best gift of all. 

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Defining Ourselves

 

Sharing this post from a LOLA member as her “tale from the track” make us all think about our defining moments. Thanks Sue!
img_2355Something amazing happened to me last night.  During a track workout, no less. The fact that I even wrote that sentence is so odd, because I don’t usually do track workouts.  Or really run that much.  But this year I’m attempting to do things outside my comfort zone.  Or just try new stuff.  I am attempting to not define myself by what has come previously in my 46 years. Thus why I am even on a track at 6 pm on a Wednesday eve.  The tape in my head says: “I am not a runner.”  But, could I be one?  Might I actually enjoy being one? Last night I worked hard to re-record that tape with a new message.  I pushed it.  When Kim, the coach of Team LOLA , explained that we were going to be running 4 sets of 2 laps around the track, I said to myself, “One at a time.”  When she suggested we try to do a negative split, which is either the second lap faster than the first or the second 2-lapper faster than the 1st 2-lapper, I said, “One at a time.” I watched the disappearing back of a woman who had told us she had just completed her first half Ironman, and another tall gazelle of a woman on that first 2 lapper.  I couldn’t even keep up with them, hitting the last turn as they crossed the finish at the other end of the field.  On the second one, I asked myself to just keep them a bit closer, and to really try on the last straightaway.  I finished right behind them.  On the third one, I encouraged myself to dig a bit deeper, and passed them right at the end. On the last one, the two girls that I had been happily following made me go first.  I didn’t want to do that, because I liked following them.  It felt more comfortable.  I mean, they were runners.  I was just hanging on as long as I could. But the one said (and I’m not sure who, because she was behind me) she didn’t want me to pass her again at the end, because she was giving it all she had and then I would pass her.  And the other one said, “Hell, own it girl.”  Or something to that effect. I ran faster than I thought I could those 2 laps, and it felt great.  And then Kim asked us to do one final lap.  What would it feel like, she asked, to give it all we had?  To turn the dial to 9 at some point, maybe just at the end.  How often do we get to ask ourselves to really dig deep.  She promised we would recover.  She promised no matter how much it would hurt, it would pass.  So on the last sprint lap, I bolted at the beginning, and around that second of three turns, when it started to HURT HURT HURT, the voice inside said, “You can pull up and slow now, Sue, because you’re not really a runner.  You don’t have it.” The voice said, “You can stop.  It’s ok.”

 

 But then I heard the hard breathing of someone coming up behind me, and damn if I didn’t want to give up.

 

If she could, whoever she was, I could.  So I kept going, even though it hurt so much.  And when I hit the straightaway and my breathing was all funky and raw, I gave it all I had left and turned it up to 9.  I crossed the line first. I’m telling you, we are so much stronger than we think.  In all realms.  And today, I can’t use the excuse that I’m not a runner.  Because now I am.  And I wonder where this new recording inside my head will take me.

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“Please Don’t Call Me Skat”

I dedicate this post to all of the women out there training for a Fall race. For those planning their first 5k or their 20th marathon, embrace your body and all that it does for you. You are beautiful, healthy and strong.

I hear it time and time again from woman that I work with, “please don’t call me skat.”  You are probably wondering what “skat” is referring too…other then the obvious definition meaning “too hurry” or animal poop.  Skat, a word coined by friends, means “skinny fat.” Or in more clinical terms, a low level of lean body mass (muscle) and a higher percentage of adipose (fat).

We all have seen or known skat people in our lives. These are the women we secretly envy when we see them all dressed up in their skinny jeans looking oh so fabulous. Wishing we could wear those skinny jeans, if only our athletic bodies with strong muscles and curves would squeeze into those things. Well, no such luck. Even though I will never “rock the skinny jeans,” I can rely on my strong athletic body to support my aging bones, carry me up hills, run miles, swim yards, lift weights, carry groceries, kids & everything else. I would not trade it.

Ladies, our muscles are beautiful while representing hard work and dedication to our health. You know there is someone out there that would love to have your well sculpted muscles ( maybe even your skat friend?). Wear your running shorts with confidence, show off those athletic bodies and be proud! Strong is the new skinny…and please don’t call me skat.

Loly (myWife) in backlight @ Playa Honda, Lanz...

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The Gift that Gives: The LOLA Project

Christmas in the post-War United States

Merry Christmas & Happy New Year!

     The Gift that Gives: The LOLA Project
I know it’s a busy time of year!
As a working mom with 4 kids, there are just not enough hours in the day, especially with Christmas just days away.
I want to take a moment to say thank you for another great year at LOLA! My LOLA dream was just beginning in 2006 and now in our 6th year, we are dedicated to working hard changing lives of women and children everyday.
You have all been a part of this journey, thank  you for your ongoing support.I am excited to share with you The LOLA Project.
Our LOLA franchise campaign has been years in the making and now we are ready to begin. Your contribution to our project will be a gift that gives this year, next year & in the years to come by protecting and promoting the health of women & our children.

The LOLA Project was launched on Indiegogo. 

Indiegogo is a crowdfunding website (like Kickstarter) that allows people to donate money, from $1 on up, to specific projects. 

It’s a virtual “passing of the hat” for small businesses, like LOLA, to get their projects off the ground. These projects have a short time to reach their goal, we have only 36 days left. Make your contribution soon & give a feel good gift. 
 
*To contribute & read more about the project:
We hope that LOLA has in some way touched your life.
Please consider this unique and meaningful gift this holiday season, in honor of yourself, your child or your friend. It is the gift that keeps giving!
As you take time to celebrate the holiday with friends and family, please keep theLOLA Project in mind. I’m going to ring in the New Year committed to working towards a healthier generation for my kids and yours. Will you join me?
                                                                                             Happy Holidays!
                                                                               Kim Juarez & the LOLA family
                                                                                          www.teamlola.com

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“Please Don’t Call me Skat”

I hear it time and time again from woman that I work with, “please don’t call me skat.”       You are probably wondering what “skat” is referring too…other then the obvious definition meaning “too hurry” or animal poop.  Skat, a word coined by friends, means “skinny fat.” Or in more clinical terms, a low level of lean body mass (muscle) and a higher percentage of adipose (fat).

We all have seen or known skat people in our lives. These are the women we secretly envy when we see them all dressed up in their skinny jeans looking oh so fabulous. Wishing we could wear those skinny jeans, if only our athletic bodies with strong muscles and curves would fit into those things. Well, no such luck. Even though I cannot “rock the skinny jeans,” I can rely on my strong athletic body to carry me up hills, run miles, swim yards, lift weights, carry groceries, kids & everything else. I would not trade it.

Ladies, our muscles are beautiful and represent hard work and dedication to our health. You know there is someone out there that is envious of your well sculpted muscles so wear your running shorts with confidence, show off those strong bodies and be proud! Just please don’t call me skat.

 

Loly (myWife) in backlight @ Playa Honda, Lanz...

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