I Hate Intervals

I feel like intervals are a necessary part of my training and success. I hate them, but I hope they  will make me better/faster/stronger in the long run.

I’ve been using my favorite button on the treadmill to crank out a few interval workouts over the past week. Including one this morning.

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During one of my run intervals I started wondering; Will this would ever get easier?

Will I ever be able to run more than 1 minute at this speed and do it consistently through a workout?

When will I be able to decrease my walk times?

When will a minute of running not feel like 5 minutes?

Will this ever feel like more than just a workout?

I am absolutely the kind of girl who wants instant results and instant progress, but I know the reality of the situation all too well. It just doesn’t work like that. More than anything I want to feel like I am progressing, like things are getting easier, and that I may actually be successful at an upcoming 5k that I am registered for.

That’s right. Alex and I are registered for a 5k on March 1st. The Best Damn Race in Orlando, Florida. I am not sure I’ve ever finished a 5k in under 15 minutes, and that is my goal for this race. There will be a lot of intervals between now and March 1st, but someway or somehow I will finish in under 45 minutes.

The rest of the race season is undecided. We have a few races on our radar, both this spring and this fall, but we haven’t bit the bullet yet.

In due time, Sabrina. In due time.


A Heartfelt Year

This time last year we were loading Alex’s car with all his things so he could embark on a new journey. This time last year he was set to begin an internship at Disney. Then our worlds shifted.

What has blossomed over the last year has been nothing short of amazing. Sure, we had a very rocky time there for a while and I wasn’t sure if we would ever be a couple again. But everything happens for a reason and I love him like crazy. It’s so incredible the way things work themselves out. It’s been a heartfelt year, for sure.

Things I never thought I would want and need are now the center of my life. I was always one of those girls who didn’t need a guy and was very content being single. That is until the summer of 2011. Who knew I could fall so deeply in love with a younger than me, red-headed, boy from work. God gave me him and for that I am so thankful.

Now, with a clear perspective of the last year, I can say that there was a plan and God knew what he was doing. In an odd way I am grateful for what we went through. One thing I know for sure is that I am ready for the future and the past taught me that. I am confident and secure knowing that we are better together. I am read to grow, explore, love, and create with him.

God Gave Me You

Thank you for loving me even when I struggle to love myself.
Thank you for always making me feel beautiful even when that isn’t what I see.
Thank you for watching all my movies and shows even though you don’t want to. 
Thank you for the countless mornings that you took me to work at 6am. 
Thank you for Disney, Tampa, Orlando, Disney again, and all our other adventures.
Thank you for always carrying my bags, and waiting selflessly while I shop. Thanks for holding my Starbucks too.
 Thank you for knowing my favorite music, my favorite food, my favorite beer, my favorite flower, and my favorite movie. Thank you for knowing all my favorites.
 Thank you for being there when I don’t feel well. Thank you for always making me laugh and smile. 
 Thank you for grocery shopping for me when I had no way to do so on my own. And thank you for being a good cook.  
Thank you for knowing all the kooky stuff I do, supporting those equally kooky ideas, and not making me feel bad or different because of it. Thank you for bringing me back to reality when I really need it.
 Thank you for listening to countless hours spent talking about my blog and blog friends. Thanks for being open to the ideas I have and being so willing to let me embark on this journey.
Thank you for all the holidays, birthdays, days off and long weekends. Thank you for Luma on Park, Cirque du Soleil, and all the flowers.
Thank you for our Disney vacation, including the one coming up, and all the money we probably didn’t/don’t need to spend.
Thank you for being proud of me and always telling me so.
Thank you for trying to help me through math class. Thank you for being supportive while I slowly peruse my college education.
Thank you for running beside me, embracing me while I cry at Mile 7, and being there with me at the finish line. Thank you for being my personal cheerleader. 
Thank you for all basketball games, baseball games (even if it’s not the Yankees), and the hockey game too.
Thank you for the concert we went too, even if it was a country concert.
Thank you for your relentless pursuit for a date, no matter how many times I turned you down. And likewise, thank you for believing in us enough to give us another chance.
Thank you for the romantic moments that happens when you spontaneously dance with me. 
Thank you for my scrapbook. It means more to me than you will ever know. 
Thank you for the bad memories, but especially for all the good ones.
Thank you for sharing my dreams and helping me make the a reality. 
Thank you for the endless support and encouragement. 
Thank you for letting me love you in my own crazy way. 
Most of all, thank you for being my best friend, my lover, and my better half. My life just wouldn’t be the same without you in it. Thank you for being the best person to come into my life. 

A Very Productive Weekend

Oh, Monday, how I loathe thee.

Lately I have been SO tired. Some nights I am in bed by 9pm. Then I am up by 6am, taking a two hour nap in the afternoon, and back in bed before I realize where the day went. I feel rested when I get up in the morning. I just can’t muster the energy to get through the day without a nap!

On Saturday I took advantage of a burst of energy and some free time. I got a jump start on one of my goals from the new year!

I organized my closet and bathroom cabinets. In the process I produced three boxes full of clothes, shoes, and purses to be donated.

Now, I forgot to take a before picture (bad blogger) but just believe when I say it was a mess! You would have thought you were looking a blob. I am, however, very proud of my after pictures!

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The rest of my closet is on hangers and actually wasn’t too bad. But my sweaters, workout clothes, and purses were an absolute disaster. Now, if I can only find a way to keep it looking so organized all year-long.

On Sunday I found an awesome coupon in Cartwheel (an app from Target to save on things you already buy!). 40% off all C9 athletic wear; clothes and shoes! I also had a coupon for $5 off any C9 purchase of $25 or more. PLUS my employee discount was an added bonus. (The 40% off was only good on Sunday, but I suggest checking back often — you can sort offers by discount values)

Alex and I were both in need of some things so we decided to take advantage of the deal!


Sports bra, a shirt, and socks for me. Two shirts, shorts, and boxers for Alex. (He isn’t too excited that I included his boxers in the picture. But hey, guys shouldn’t be working out in regular ole underpants. TRUTH!

The whole haul totaled $81. After coupons, cartwheel, and discount we paid $36 dollars! SWEET!

How was your weekend? Productive or lazy?