Here’s a picture from the Biltmore Estate we visited while in North Carolina. I love love LOVE this place!!
Here’s a picture of me outside the Estate with the famous lion statue.
And for good measure, here’s a picture of Jay, me and puppy (okay, so he’s not REALLY a puppy anymore) – Biscuit. Love him. This was after our Thanksgiving dinner at my Grandma’s. This fabulous polka dot cardigan was only $15 at Target. LOVE!!!
After we got back from North Carolina, we set up our Christmas tree. It’s a little bit like the Charlie Brown tree, maybe… but, I love it. The decorations are all silvery and sparkly. We also buy a new ornament for eachother, each year, and they have a special meaning. Some of the “presents” are gifts we already got for eachother…. New running shoes!!!
My mom also got me a special Christmas gift, and she couldn’t wait to give it to me. In fact, she gave it to me last week!! Nancy got me a FABULOUS skort from Eric’s Bike Shop in the Twin Cities. It has padded shorts, and then a skirt attached. I wore it with capris and it was SO COMFORTABLE and SO AMAZING at spinning class. “How amazing?”, you ask? Oh, about 699 calories amazing. Love it. One of the best gifts ever!!
Sorry for the picture-heavy post. I guess I just have a lot to share!!
Something really cool happened at spinning tonight. Our spinning instructor (who I lovingly call Bat-Shoot Crazy Lady), she had us out of the saddle, and increasing the load on the bike. For a few brief 30 second intervals, she said “you have the option to push hard, or you have the option to keep your pace”. Initially, I thought about keeping my pace because I was exhausted. But something inside of me – a FIRE, have you, started burning, lighting a fire under my butt (literally, it was out of the saddle), and I pushed through it. I can’t even explain the feeling that took over… but it was like, keeping my pace was NOT an option! I couldn’t NOT do it.
I don’t want to say it was an “out of body” experience or anything like that. But I definately felt the physical AND mental toughness kick in when faced with the option to back off or push forward. Some powerful force kept me going, kept me pushing. And with each 30-second interval, I didn’t grow more tired; I actually grew stronger. I can accomplish things I never thought possible. And tonight was just another example of how far I’ve come. I’d like to think that part of it was motivation from my new skort… and part if it was motivation from my own toughness and determination.