Thursday, October 1, 2015

behind the square

last month. post-hike, pre-sushi selfie. Because it's 2015, so why not.

Social media is great, right? It's the perfect way for me to stay connected to friends, see the world from different points of view, I can use it to work from home, and let's all's fun! It's also the WORST....we all paint this picture of the perfect little world we live in--only showing our best of the best's not at ALL a real representation of life. And I think sometimes it's too easy to get caught up in that, don't you think?

You've heard the term "Keeping up with the Joneses", right? Did you know the phrase dates back to the early 1900s? I mean really, what was it that Jones Family was doing that was worth keeping up with--growing better potatoes? Riding a faster horse? Now, with social media, we know every little detail of the Joneses life. Where they are going and who they are with and how they got there! What they are eating and when they are eating it! What their perfect house looks like, what their perfect kids look like, and what their perfect face looks like, because now the Joneses share lots of pictures of their outstretched arms and close-up faces. They definitely didn't have to worry about selfies back in 1913.

Those Joneses are BUSY, and they are everywhere. Doing everything. And rubbing it in your face.

Obviously social media wouldn't be any fun if we all just shared things like the dirty (mismatched, obviously) socks all over our house, eating pancakes (again) for dinner, and late nights studying drug interactions for school (this involves mild anxiety attacks) let's not do that (phew!) But let's all just try to remember that the lives we see every day in squares aren't entirely real--everyone has all kinds of mundane and ugly behind-the-scenes stuff going in their lives, they just choose not to share it.

So in an effort to be transparent for a brief moment, let me tell you about how my Tuesday and Wednesday went down. After class I threw on my running clothes with hopes of a quick run while the kids went to soccer practice. But by the time I got them over to the fields, my day caught up to me and I was so tired, I couldn't even imagine running, let alone leaving the parking lot.....sooooo.....I did the next best thing, and curled up in the backseat of my car to take a nap while I waited for them.  I woke up groggy with a seat belt imprint on my leg, and promised myself I'd do some kind of workout at home. So naturally I walked inside and finished off the cookies from the weekend and did some pull-ups. And by "some" I mean three, because have you seen my arms? I'm not really a pull-up-kind-of-gal. 
I then stayed up until 1a.m. working on homework, closed my eyes and woke up  (I swear it was 2 minutes later), and had to start my day again. I spent 9 hours in class, 4 hours in the car, and sustained myself on granola bars and a hearty dinner of chips and salsa.


Want more honesty? I try to post several times a week on my IG account, and guess what? Sometimes those photos are just pictures I took over the weekend. So yeah, I am not a true INSTA-grammer. I am more of a WEEK-OR-SO-LATER-grammer. I know, I know, I'm blowing your mind right now. So rather than posting a selfie of drool running down my cheek as I desperately try to rest my brain in the backseat of my car, I'll post a picture of myself out doing something I love, or my kids being adorable, or basically anything to distract from the craziness that is my life sometimes.

And now you know a piece of my life behind the square....just a few things to keep in mind as you admire Mr. Jones exotic vacation or Mrs. Jones seemingly easy breezy and stress free lifestyle. 
Those Joneses are liars. 

Tell me about your day.
Your REAL day, not your internet day.
Your day behind the square.

depending on your thoughts on social media, you can unfollow or follow me on IG @_sheenarae

Monday, September 28, 2015

tried and true: Athleta's Be Free Knickers

Last month Athleta asked me if I'd take their Be Free Knickers out on the trail for a test run--I didn't even have to think about it....YES! I am always on the hunt for new and improved running gear, and over the past year I have fallen in love with Athleta's running capris and tights. They are all super light (they feel like nothing!) and I can wear them over and over again without wear and tear. Here is my review PLUS three different ways to wear them this fall.

It’s hard to beat Fall in Utah—the chill in the air, the crunch of leaves on the trail, and the colors are just insane! But fall also brings some pretty temperamental weather. We will wake up with frost on the ground and our frozen breath in the air, and then temperatures will be up in the 70s by afternoon.

As an avid trail runner, I need pants that will help me transition into fall running without me getting too hot or too cold—I want to be “just right”, and the Be Free Knickers are THE perfect pants for the season. I’m a busy mother, wife, and I’m also currently in nursing school, so as I go through my week, I never have a set running schedule—I have to sneak in my runs whenever I have a bit of extra time. Sometimes it’s early morning or right before the sun goes down—when the air is chilly and the wind is whipping. It’s often a run through the mid-afternoon heat while my kiddos are in school. The Be Free has me ready for any conditions the day wants to throw my way.

I have to talk about the performance of these pants, because they are pretty close to perfect. I’ve been trail running for over four years now and I am constantly on the hunt for the best gear. If it was up to me, and I wouldn’t scare off everyone else on the mountain, you’d probably find me out on the trail in my birthday suit. I hate when I can FEEL the clothes on me—it’s the worst when they rub and don’t move with my body. So since I probably shouldn’t run in the buff, and the weather is a little too cool for shorts, I reach for my Be Frees. The seams are in all the right places—they are flattering and look great, but don’t rub even after hours on the trail. Too often running tights fit perfect until they hit right below the knee—and after an hour or so I realize the elastic is digging in and I can’t think about anything except getting out of my running clothes. The bottom of the Be Free is tight enough to provide a flattering cut and keep them in place, but loose enough that I can literally wear these pants all day long and never need to take them off. The waistband is wide and doesn’t dig in, and the internal drawstring ensures the perfect fit. These pants are ideal for storage—two side pockets that are the right size for any extra calories I may need to take along, a back zipper pocket to fit my phone, and an internal pocket that my car key will fit in perfectly since I usually drive to the trail head.

When the weather gets chilly, they are my go to choice for runs. I can throw on a long sleeve top and warm headband—I’m good to go. These will pull the sweat away from my skin and then dry quickly, so I don’t end up cold from my own sweat.

Top and pants by Athleta. Shoes by Altra . Socks by Smartwool. Headband by Skida.
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The Be Frees are also ideal for a warm afternoon run. They are wonderfully thin—I really forget they are there (woohoo!), and they breathe well so I won’t overheat. I like to pair them with a tank so I can still soak up some vitamin D.

Tank and pants by Athleta. Shoes by Pearl Izumi.  Dog Collar by Willow Creek Leather
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 After a few hours on the trail it’s always fun to head into Park City for a burger or a treat. These pants are so comfortable there’s never a need to change—I just slip some cash into the side pocket, throw on a sweater, my chacos, and a favorite hat and I’m ready to hit the town.

Sweater and Pants by Athleta. Hat by Patagonia. Sandals by Chaco Ice Cream by Java Cow
super dorky blue steel by myself.
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 The Be Free Knicker is a great pair of pants to add to your fall wardrobe. And runner or not, they really work perfectly for anything—I find myself pulling them on several times throughout my week. Hiking, yoga, rock climbing, running errands and heading to class….I may never take them off.sheena jibson for athleta

Check out more of Athleta's Fit 6 Pants and head on over to the Chi Blog for a chance to win a pair of each + a pair for your friends! 

Sunday, September 13, 2015

on the trail in kauai

back in April we spent a few nights in the jungles of is a little of what we saw.
The Walk.
Within thirty seconds of hopping out of the Jeep I was soaked. We grabbed our packs, hoisted them up onto our backs (praying the rain covers would work), and walked our first few steps on the red muddy trail. I felt like I was walking underneath a waterfall (which later I found out felt nothing like this). It was a constant wall of water streaming down that soaked my clothes, pooled on my skin, and drip drip dropped off the brim of my hat making it almost impossible for me to see. The rocks were slippery, the roots were reaching up and grabbing my ankles, and my pack was wiggling in every direction that I wasn't. 
This was a great idea…..(?)

this photo makes me laugh. we hadn't even gone a mile but we were completely SOAKED.....we look like we've been on the trail for weeks.
 A couple miles in, we reached our first river crossing. Small rocks marked our way across—a fairly easy hop skip and jump for anybody who wasn’t wearing a few days worth of belongings on their back. I hadn’t found my groove yet and still felt like my pack was working against me, so I cautiously stepped on the first rock to cross.....very unsure of how this was all going to work. I hopped to the next, wobbled over a few more, and on my very last leap to the safety of stable ground, my body went forward and my pack did not cooperate, so only one of my feet made it to shore while the other flailed mid air and landed me half way in the river. 
But really.....what's a little more water?
We added our mark to the beach full of cairns and hit the trail again. Without even realizing it, I'd found my rhythm. My pack had finally molded to my hips and shoulders, I felt my stride lengthening and my feet becoming more sure. The sun even came out to dry our wet bones. We became familiar with the pattern of the trail--as we'd head deep into the jungle the rain would pour down, and we'd slip and slide our way through blurry vision knowing that the sun would come as we climbed out of the trees. When we'd get back to the edge of the island--the sunshine and ocean breeze would greet us as we looked out over towering cliffs....down down down to the ocean below. In and out, in and out. 
This trail was grueling with a loaded pack. Up and down and down and up--but not only that--it was ROUGH. Rocky and rooty--I had to pay careful attention to each step. It was completely exhausting on my brain and my body. At about 10 miles in, we saw it--the beach we would call home for the next few days. The last mile seemed impossibly long, but the thought that I could take my pack off--and KEEP my pack off for a while, gave me some pep in my step and we quickly made our way to set up camp. 

The Hippies. 
(not pictured)
Everyone told us about the hippies we would meet on the end beach. We knew they lived there, we knew they'd be naked, we were ready for it. What we didn't know about was all the activities you could do while nude--you know--like naked hula-hooping, naked yoga, naked sword fighting (with sticks, thank goodness!) We were party poopers and didn't partake in any of the day's nude activities, and instead set up our camp in the trees, away from the naked village. We ate burritos for dinner, and washed ourselves up and filled our bottles from a waterfall that reached up so high up I actually think it was falling from the clouds. We sat on the beach and watched the sun melt into the ocean. We fell asleep to the sound of some guy playing a flute (I'm assuming that was also done in the nude.)

The Jungle. 
The next morning we left camp and headed up river to explore. We winded through the jungle, we swam in warm pools, we napped on the rocks and let the sun bake our winter skin (this was April--it snowed in Utah while we were gone!) We found moss covered totems, and each took a turn in the old prayer labyrinth that we stumbled upon. If you're thinking this all sounds so perfect and charming and magical, I'll bring it back down a notch by letting you know we also saw a man that looked like homeless Santa Claus jump into the water not all the views were equally incredible. But yes, for the most part is was all purely magical and felt like paradise.


The Way Out.
We woke the next morning, packed up our belongings and loaded them onto our backs (WHY did our packs seem heavier.....we'd eaten so much food!) We quickly found our pace and talked and laughed and tried to take it all in (impossible.) We got to a river crossing and stashed our stuff in the trees and set out to find another waterfall. I felt so light and bouncy without my pack, I practically ran up the trail, anxious to get in the water and let it restore my aching limbs. I was chilled from our quick swim, but I knew I wanted to climb up under the waterfall--when would I get a chance like this again? The closer I got to the fall, the more I realized how ridiculous this was going to be. Rather than the gentle mist I'd imagined myself gracefully standing in, looking wild and natural like a local jungle queen, the weight of the water barely let me lift my head. I choked and sputtered as buckets of water dumped over me, threatening to drown me as I stood there. I looked less like a queen, and more like a soggy idiot. Those soap commercials sure are misleading.

saying goodbye...
don't slip!
I'm really good at closing my eyes in pictures.

much more painful than it looks like it would be...

The Burgers and The Coke
Even though my pack felt like a big awkward extension of my body, I was having so much fun exploring, I decided  right then I wanted to live like this--out of a pack--with just my few belongings and my feet to get me everywhere. I would eat jerky and peanut butter forever, grow gardens with the naked locals, and learn how to carve my own flute to play through the late evening hours. But as we followed the trail out for the last few miles, the sun beat down and we kept waiting for those familiar rain clouds when we'd head back into the jungle....they never came. Just the hot, hot heat and the dust from the trail filling our mouths.....I soon found myself dreaming of ice. Ice cold.....anything. I wanted an ice cold Coke and a burger. TWO burgers. and fries. and iccceeeee. So the last hot mile of the trail I found myself abandoning the idea of living in the wild, and chanting with each step, "burgers and coke, burgers and coke, burgers and coke." It set my pace and helped me push through the last mile. The trail spat us out at a beach, and we dumped our packs and ran (no really, you should have seen us running) straight INto the ocean--diving in head first to wash away the dust and pains of the trail.
And then we headed to town for burgers and a Coke.

the crew.

just a few extras for those of you that are curious
The food:
backpacking food
-Find a rice and beans mix that will cook up quickly in water and bring some tortillas, cheese and avocado and it will be the best tasting burrito you've ever had after a long day on the trail. add hot sauce for a bonus.
-Bagels + smoked salmon + cream cheese
-Kodiak Power Cakes ALWAYS a favorite around here. top with nut butter or syrup (sometimes you can find teeny tiny bottles in the store. worth the weight if you ask me:)
-Good 2 Go Bars (a new favorite--these are awesome!)
-Epic Bars  bars. of. meat. Initially they tripped me out but when you are starving after being out ALL day long they taste soooooo good and really fill you up.
-Justin's Nut Butter great for bagels, tortillas, oatmeal, pancakes, or just eating!
-Barney Butter Packets I found these and love their unique flavors for spreading or just eating plain for some extra calories. 
-Honey Stinger Waffles and Chews  always good for a quick energy boost
-Nuun I add this to my water when things get hot and sweaty. It has all the good stuff you need to put back into your body when you sweat it out.

The Gear: 
Prana Asha Shorts These shorts were the best! Kept the water off my skin. super comfortable, super tough.
Patagonia Undies : You need good undies when you are out for days and constantly getting soaked. These are comfy and dry quickly. Check out their Barely Bra too--so comfortable!
  Backpacking Towel : Loved this little towel--it packed away small in my pack and soaks up so much water after a waterfall bath. I have a ton of hair that stays wet forever (seriously I don't think my hair was ever 100% dry the whole time we were in Kauai) but this towel would pull a lot of moisture out of my hair. It also dries quickly.
Smartwool Socks : Good socks are a must for days on the trail--especially when your feet are getting wet. 
LifeProof Phone Case: I would only have a few photos if I didn't have this waterproof case on my phone. Its AWESOME for rain and underwater photos (those coming next post)
Chacos. duh.
A stick....which will help with balance sometimes....but you may still fall in the river.

all photos were taken with my iPhone.
more Hawaii to come!