More Than a Marathon

Heartland 100 Video

2011-10-14T11:47:00.000-07:00

I'm not even close to having a race recap ready...but for good reason. I've been working on this video! I've never even attempted to make a video in my life. I think I can safely say that I am better at running 100 miles than I am at making a video. That said, here's my best attempt. The first half of the video is Heartland stuff, and the last half may bore you completely. (There are a few blog friend pictures, though!) I'll be back with an actual written recap one of these days. In short: I DID IT!

Heartland 100 Video

5 months of Updates in 5 minutes. (I ran a lot.)

2011-09-30T07:37:00.000-07:00

Greetings from the land of Ultra training!

I have a serious problem: I have way too much to say. Unfortunately, when I get that way, I opt to shut down and not say anything. This does not make for good blogging. Hence, the no-updates-in-many-months that has happened here. And then I got so far behind I dreaded sitting down to try. But...here goes!

I spent most of April recovering from my first Ultra. I was positive I was "broken" - but it turns out when you pound on your body for many miles, it just takes time to recover. Lesson learned.

May 1: BMO Vancouver Marathon. Less than a month after my Ultra, I ran a hilly course in Vancouver and set a PR, and finally accomplished my first Sub-4 hour marathon. (3:58:16! Yay!) Not bad for my 9th marathon (plus an Ultra) in 11 months. Vancouver started me on the "I have too much to say, and I'm too emotional to say it" train, as I ran the event after raising money with Team in Training. No matter what your cause happens to be, running for something beyond yourself is a life-changer. Every. Single. Time. I'm so thankful. And the bonus for Vancouver was that is where my husband grew up, and his sister still lives there. She's a fabulous sister-in-law, and it was awesome to get to spend time with her. I also had my 15 seconds of fame by making it onto one of the National Canadian news stations (you'd think I could remember the name!) when I was at a victory party for one of the politicians. Very interesting and fun to see how the Canadians do it. Vote, I mean. Also, being in the Lululemon mecca of the world was fantastic!

Great idea. Hilarious that you can see through.
No one was in there!

With May also came the last days of school for 2 of my 3 daughters. And then started a summer of fun and craziness with all three girls at home. I can't lie - I just enjoy them being with me. Sure, it makes me even more thankful for my breaks for sanity...but they're fabulous little girls and I am very blessed. Plus, they completed the Mother's Day 5k with me, my Mom, my sister, my sister-in-law, and her daughter. So much fun!

June 11/12: My first double-marathon weekend. My darling friend Lauren and I drove to Iowa, met up with a new friend from the KC area, and started off the weekend by running Marathon to Marathon (started in Storm Lake, IA - ended in Marathon, IA). It was such a nice event. Hot and sunny, but Iowa is gorgeous. Dairy farms, fields as far as you can see, blue skies. After we recovered with some McDonalds french fries and Coke (seriously...best recovery food ever) we drove around 3 hours to Viborg, South Dakota. We spent the night at the church camp where the race started from the next morning. There were probably 12 women in the bunkhouse, but most of us had already run a marathon that morning, so we were all early to bed. Woke up Sunday morning, ran Swan Lake Marathon. Yet another beautiful event.

July 15: Lunar Trek 40 mile Ultra in Scandia, KS. Coach Scott and I drove up to this one. The 100k started at 9pm, and all other distances started at 11pm. A bad storm came through, so the 100k got started around 10:20pm, and I took an early start with them so that I'd have company. I messed up a lot during this event. So much. I got caught up in the fact I was trying to get through shoe-sucking mud, standing water, and hills - and thus, paid less attention to nutrition, etc. I had been testing out my gel flask, as it is so much cheaper than buying the Hammer gels individually. This event proved to me that was not a smart idea, as I think in that 40 miles, I had the equivalent of 3 gels. Whoops. It was one of the best learning events I've ever had. I finished, but could have finished feeling much better.

August was a very fun month. On the 20th, I successfully completed my first Pikes Peak Ascent. 13.32 miles, with 7,815 feet of vertical gain. It was one of those events where you just can't believe the beauty that you're seeing. I got to see many Wichita friends, including Mr. 2slow4Boston and also got to meet Jill from Colorado. She's awesome. I had a killer headache when I was finished, but all things considered, it was an absolute blast. (Plus, the first time I ever head the term "marathon" was when my Dad took us up on Pike's Peak when I was young. He told us that people run up the mountain...I said that was crazy. Looks like I grew up to be crazy...)

Rock Mountain High!

August 27: North Face Endurance Challenge 50k, Kansas City, MO. Ohhhhh my goodness. I had a blast during my 3rd Ultra. I got to run with my friend Lyle, and my new friend Karrie, and we had a wonderful time. Lots of laughs and fun. However, holy hills! It was quite brutal in that regard, but it was perfect as it gave me more chances to practice walking hills, in preparation for the Heartland 100. Amazingly beautiful course. I have no clue where I was running, but I wish I could figure it out. They did a fabulous job for their first road race in the series.

Finishing with my youngest daughters!

I <3 Dean!

Last weekend I ran the Bob Ardrey Marathon in Salina, KS. It was the inaugural year, and there were some hiccups. (Of the first place males who ran it in 2:34, 2:36 and 2:36, only ONE of them intended to run the marathon. The other guys were running so fast they didn't have a volunteer on the course to tell them where to turn. Crazy.) The run was freaking fabulous. I don't know that it would have been possible for me to have had a happier run. I got to run the first 3.5 miles with my husband (he was running the half) and after we split off, I was solo to the end. I am a dummy and forgot my Garmin charger, so borrowed my Mom's stopwatch so I'd sort of have an idea where I was, pace-wise. I walked the hills (and there were lots of them!) and took it easy. Came in at 4:28, and it was the perfect end to a big running year.

Well...the end until next weekend. On October 8, I start running at 6am...and I won't be stopping until I hit 100 miles. The Heartland 100 is already so close, and I'm in shock. And terrified. And excited. And so very thankful. My body has handled all of the miles so well. I get some aches and pains, but nothing that a little voodoo medicine can't help. I've relied on Epsom salt baths, on using arnica gel when I get an area of acute pain, and recovering smart. I found a perfect balance for me. All while being vegetarian and not keeling over from lack of meat.

Looking back on this year, I'm just so thankful for everyone who has helped me log miles, kept me company, and have been so supportive. And yes, the year isn't almost over. But this 100 miler has been in the works for seemigly forever. I'm honestly a little sad it is here, as I've enjoyed the journey so much. I'm blessed, I'm thankful, I'm healthy. My husband and daughters are supportive and amazing (and I adore that my husband has been hammering out 1/2 marathon like they're 2nd nature!). I have the best running friends a girl could ask for. The support system we have between all of us is truly incredible. It is loving and kind and without competition or drama. Not sure how I got this lucky in all arenas, but it is humbling. I will complete this 100 miler thankful every step of the way. And, I'm forever indebted to each person involved in getting me across the finish line. The support necessary is huge.

I'll see you on the other side of 100 miles! Happy running!

Brew to Brew 2011 (My First Ultra)

2011-04-06T07:45:00.000-07:00

I am "officially" an UltraRunner!

I apologize for the delay of a few days in between Sunday's running and actually sitting down to blog about my experience at Brew to Brew. Sunday was a travel day home (ok, technically a running day with a relatively small amount of travel), Monday was sort of a daze, and yesterday it hit me that I finished my first Ultra, so I was too giddy about the experience to sit down and write a blog.

Brew to Brew 2011. A 44 mile (technically 43.5 this year) Solo or Relay run from Boulevard Brewery in Kansas City to the Free State Brewery in Lawrence, KS.

Brew to Brew. Get it?

As some mental preparation Friday night, I enjoyed both a beer from Boulevard, followed by a beer from Free State. Ok, who am I kidding? I signed up for this event many months ago, and ever since then I have been unable to have a Boulevard Beer without a Free State Beer. And they had to be in that order. And finished in the same day. It seemed to be bad juju to either split them up or drink them backwards.

Saturday morning my husband ("my Scott") and I took our three little girls and dropped them off at Grandma and Grandpa's house, then we made the trek to KC with Coach Scott and Jenn. Picked up race packets, got really excited. (And nervous.) Went to dinner where I was silent and nervous and freaking out a little until Jenn gave me the green light to drink a glass of wine. Ahhhhhh. Much better. Two glasses later, I was really excited for what was to come on Sunday. Went to hotel, laid everything out for the event, had a terrible night of sleep. There are really cute pictures of our group from Saturday, but none on my camera (that is how abnormal I was based on nerves) and I got tired of waiting to get the pictures so I could put them in the recap. Hopefully I'll receive some of the pictures someday so I can add them to this post. Hint, Hint.

Nerves were back Sunday morning. Anxious about the distance. Anxious about the weather conditions. (High of 85 degrees with 35mph winds. With gusts much higher. Turns out, they weren't kidding.) Anxious, honestly, that I would hate Ultras. This potential disaster would royally suck since I signed up for my first 100 miler before ever having completed an Ultra of any distance.

Despite the nerves, there were jumping pictures to be had. Coach Scott and I had our "Team" picture together, despite us not being part of a Team. I'll add those pictures in, also, once I purchase from the photographer. (Can't buy digital photos online...have to send a check. Odd.) Coach Scott also joked that the reason I had to do the event solo was because no one wanted me on their team. Or maybe he was being serious...

We started off at 6am on the dot. The first several miles were weird. A set of stairs to go down. Rocks to climb. A rock wall that probably wasn't high for taller people, but that I thought would take me out. And then random hills with rocks. I guess were climbing up and down a Levee? All of that was much better when the sun was up. They weren't bad miles...just different. My plan to be very conservative and to take walk breaks every 2 miles was going beautifully. The wind was very strong, but the temps were decent.

Met Jenn at Station 2 (9 miles). She gave me a bottle of Accelerade which hadn't exactly been my plan, but the water was tasting nasty and I had already missed the first aid station on account of not understanding that it was an aid station. Next time I do this event, it will be really nice to "know" what I'm doing. Regardless, the Accelerade was a great change, and I also consumed a few crackers.

I think it was when I was near the half marathon mark where I felt really really not good about things. I let the distance get into my head. I had a random pain in my shin and I let that get to me. (It was gone 1/2 mile later and never came back....but it still messed with my head.) I realized I wasn't even 1/3 of the way done at 13.1 miles. Seriously got concerned about my ability to do an Ultra. Really, I think I just needed to have a moment, and to press through and keep going. I struggled with these thoughts for several miles.

I can't remember what happened when I saw Jenn at Station 4. Other than she said she'd see me at Station 6, I believe I put sunscreen on my face, and I think I had a PB&J at that point.

Coming up on Station 5, I saw my new friend Amanda. I met her the weekend before at the Dallas 1/2, and seeing her and getting a hug from her was a very welcome moment. I continued into the aid station, thinking it was actually station 6 and that I would be seeing Jenn again...sadly, no Jenn, and sadly was quite bummed to learn I was still miles away from station 6. Enjoyed my first boiled potato with salt, though, and it was truly as amazing as I had imagined it would be. Between seeing Amanda and eating that potato, I think that's all that got me through.

Finally saw Jenn at the real Station 6. I think this was the station where I was really irritated by the long port-a-potty lines, as no one using them was even running. I am typically so happy-go-lucky and sunshine and roses, so this crabbiness was making me more crabby. Had some Pringles, applied sunscreen, had a few big pretzels. Switched out bottles, etc. All the good stuff. And came to terms with the fact that I was doing ok. I stopped at Station 6b (literally 1/2 mile down the road) and my post-baby bladder needed to be emptied a little more. And after those stations, I started singing to myself until I realized it was jacking with my heart rate. It can get pretty lonely out there.

There are so many things I remember, but can't remember exactly where/when they happened. For instance, there were beautiful old cemeteries that I didn't have the will to take pictures of, though I'll remember them in my mind forever. And a big, beautiful limestone house that was up on a hill and overlooked the river beyond the other side of the road. It was just gorgeous. There was also a river crossing, by boat. That was interesting. Here's a picture of me hiking up the hill on the other side of the river.

At Station 8, I got to see both Coach Scott and Jenn. This was the best thing ever because it mean Coach Scott was finished already - and took 4th place over all. Love it! Huge congrats to him. Reapplied the sunscreen. I'm sure I ate something. At this point, Jenn decided to jump in and run with me, since Coach Scott was available to crew. It was nice to have company. I believe I was around 9 miles from the end at this point. It was so so so hot.

It was during this leg that our friend Aaron caught up to us. He was running on one of the Joggers and Lagers (local running club) teams, and his humor was very welcome. There are many people who I will not forget from this first event, and he's one of them. I feel bad, though. It was slow going. Hilly, so lots of walking.

Made it to Station 9 and was greeted by Coach Scott carrying his Ultra Kit, my Ultra Kit (aka: a darling Lululemon Bag) and I realized then I still had a while to go before hitting the actual aid station. Got there, briefly saw my friend Candace who was the final leg for a J&L team, and changed into shorts. I never ever (ok, very rarely) run in shorts. But it was so hot, I was desperate. Was a good call. Temp was 92 degrees (gotta love record highs!) and the last leg took me a billion years to finish. Terrible wind, full sun, and between Jenn and I we went through three bottles of fluid...with more than a mile left before the finish. Definitely could have used another aid station during that time. But really, it was the fault of the heat, not the fault of the Brew to Brew people.

I struggled with an urge to throw up the last several miles. I was just hot. We got in a short rhythm of walking one pole, jogging three poles, walking again. But by the end, there just wasn't much of anything besides moving forward. I never felt like stopping, but I did feel like not wanting to run anymore. When we finally reached the bridge, I started jogging again, as the finish was pretty close. When I saw the place where I was to turn into the finish, I will admit, I did tear up. Didn't cry, though...didn't have enough fluid in my body to make any tears...

Dying.

I love this picture, as it captured Coach Scott (in the yellow) and one of my most dear friends, Michele, cheering me in.

Felt rotten after, got my medal and a banana. Banana went down ok, PB&J that I attemped - yuck. Got to see my Scott finish his leg for the other J&L team. He was looking pretty rough. Everyone was looking pretty rough. It was just way too hot. One of my favorite memories from this event was having so many friends around me. I was sitting on the ground, they were all standing around me. It is forever etched in my mind, and it was so special to have each of them there for me at the finish.

Cute medals for Solo finishers.

All in all, I loved it. I'm so happy that I finished and finished still wanting to do my 100 miler in October. My soreness is mostly gone, but my left ankle is sore, like it was when I started running. It went away on its own last year, just a little tenderness and is a tendonitis, not a broken anything. I'm very pleased with how I recovered from the Ultra, as it really could have been much worse based on the conditions.

On our way home (after a quick shower and some Mexican food) I got this picture text from my friends and their new baby - it made my day:

David was cheering us on from afar!

The official results aren't posted, but my watch said 9:27:21. Brew to Brew is odd in that you can deduct time for waiting for the boat, waiting for trains, and I also get a 2min/leg handicap...but really, I was out there for almost 9.5 hours, so it is what it is. I've got nothing to compare it to, and I freaking finished! Yahoooooooo!

Giant thanks to Jenn for being the best crew chief ever. I know I will be very well taken care of at Heartland. Plus, she jumped in and ran at the end, so she's obviously also a great pacer! And to Coach Scott, who is now officially just my training partner, and not my "Coach". (Coach is now merely a formal term to differentiate him from my Scott.) And to my Scott, who is the most supportive husband in the universe. And to my parents and my sister for taking care of the girls so we could be gone. To every friend who logged miles with me and/or supported me and believed in me - you are all awesome - and you know who you are.

Great memories. Excited to continue on as an UltraRunner.

A2A Race For Mercy Marathon

2011-03-30T06:25:00.000-07:00

In shocking news, I'm behind in blogging.

My 30th birthday was fantastic. I didn't freak out as I was anticipating. I did, however, enjoy a trip to Texas to visit family and so I could get up and run the A2A Race For Mercy Marathon in Oklahoma the next day.

Things that were awesome:
- Celebrating my birthday with Champagne
- Celebrating my birthday with my family
- Triple Garlic Fettucini (Yum.)
- My first marathon as a 30-year-old
- Meeting several fellow Marathon Maniacs
- Seeing my new friend, David, who I met at Post Oak
- Successfully using a marathon as a training run.

Things that were not awesome:
- Marathon morning hangover (stupid, stupid, stupid)

Things beyond my control:
- My sweet daughters being unable to sleep well when we're not at home (I was up no less than 10 times the night before)
- 25 mph headwind on a point-to-point course (Wow.)
- 65 degree, overcast start...80 degrees and sunny by the end (Holy sunburn.)
- Hills

Lessons Learned:
- Wind is fantastic mental training.
- Wear sunscreen.
- Do not drink a bottle of champagne the night before a marathon.
- Being 30 isn't all that bad.

The run, overall, went very well. I took walk breaks and walked uphills after a certain point, in preparation for the Brew to Brew Ultra this weekend. Honestly, the wind and heat just sucked the life out of me, so I couldn't have done anything stupid even if I desired. I finished in 4:38:02 - right where I wanted to be for my training run.

I highly recommend this event. Everything was very well run, and it was a blast to finish a marathon on a track. The heat and wind were beyond the control of anyone. The volunteers were very nice and I felt especially sorry for them being out in the wind! It was a beautiful way to see parts of Oklahoma, including the Arbuckle Mountains. I would definitely do it again, if it works out with my schedule.

Countdown to my first Ultra: 4 days!

30 Miles Before Age 30

2011-03-15T06:26:00.000-07:00

My goal, when I started running in preparation for Rock 'n Roll Seattle with Team in Training last year, was to finish just one marathon before my 30th birthday. I had no intention on doing any other marathons. I just wanted to raise money for a good cause, and to hit a goal I thought was just a pipe dream. I had 3 kids in less than 5 years, and had stopped any sort of working out. (Despite being a personal trainer. Whoops.) And I wasn't getting any younger.

Fast forward to now, and I've actually completed 7 marathons and my 30th birthday isn't until Saturday! Pretty wild the changes that went on for me mentally and physically in the last year. I'm so pleased. Marathon training isn't for the faint of heart. It takes lots of time. I'm just so thankful to have a supportive husband, and three little girls who love their time with Daddy for a few hours on Saturday/Sunday mornings. I am also thrilled to have a training partner who has a family and multiple other obligations, so he "gets" that we need to start early - really early - and be done early.

When I posted last time about an upcoming marathon in Oklahoma, I neglected to remember I had my first "more than a marathon" distance scheduled just a week before the marathon. Nice taper, right? It is funny how different it is to use marathons as training runs, and in preparing for Ultras.

Coach Scott and I started off at 3am Saturday morning (told you he's willing to start early!) for our 30 mile run. The weather was just about perfect. In the 40's, very little wind. There's not too much exciting to report during, but overall, it was fantastic. I don't think it could have gone more perfectly. (Other than me forgetting my gels for our first 10 mile loop.) I ate half of a PB&J at every 10 miles. Took gels at 5 mile marks. Felt great the entire time.

We joined up with the Team in Training group for the last 10/11 miles. It was nice to have their support, and they were very sweet and excited for me. I hit 26.2 with little fanfare, but that was ok. Every step beyond that point was thrilling and exciting, as it was a distance PR. That hadn't happened in about 9 months. I was taken back to those moments of training for my first marathon, where I was amazed each week with the fact I was running 8 miles, 10 miles, etc. It felt awesome to do a distance that I had not yet accomplished. Relish those moments if you're in training for your first run of any distance. It is such an awesome thing you are doing, whether you're up to 2 miles, or 12 miles, or 22 miles. Be thankful that your body can do such an awesome thing.

Hip flexors were a little tight after, and my quads were more sore than I anticipated, but I did a recovery run of 10 miles Sunday morning. No joint pain, nothing odd. I'm just so happy and pleased with the run. Very fun that I got a 30 mile training run in exactly one week before my 30th birthday. Love it.

So now I look ahead to turning 30 on Saturday. And Sunday trying out my new age group at the A2A Marathon in Oklahoma. It will be a training run, mimicking how I will be running my first Ultra (eating, walk breaks, etc.) with a medal at the end. Staring this weekend everything gets pretty wild. The marathon Sunday, then a week later the Rock 'n Roll Dallas 1/2, and then a week after that is Brew to Brew, my 43 mile Ultra. Here's to lots of rest and lots of fun (and no sick kids) between now and then.

Have a great week!

Post Oak Challenge: Part 2

2011-03-07T10:28:00.000-08:00

To recap: We finished our trail run. Yay!

After cleaning up, we enjoyed a few hours in Tulsa for Abuelos and a visit to the local running store. We made it back in time to rest a bit before heading to night two of pasta dinners at the Lodge. Had some time to visit with our neighbors, as well. Such nice guys. Again, I love runners.

Pasta dinner did not disappoint the second time around. Lasagna was on the menu, including a very delicious vegetarian version. I was very well fed. Dessert was awesome. Randy Ellis spoke the second night as well, and this time talked about many of the runners who were there that weekend. (Including a woman who had brain cancer, previously. And a woman who was a breast cancer survivor. Think you can't do certain things? Well, you can. True story. So inspiring, what people overcome.)

After the dinner, we sat around and talked with many of the runners we had met previously. I cannot hit on the fact, again, that this weekend was set up so wonderfully. Especially if you were staying on property. It was awesome to spend an entire weekend seeing the same people, hearing their plans for their runs, and also getting to talk to them about everything afterward. Did I mention I love runners?

I was finally able to visit with Johnny Spriggs, the race director. He was so kind. As I mentioned in Part 1, I had been in contact with him via email several times pre-Post Oak Challenge weekend. We really connected when he told me he has done Heartland before, and he had some really wonderful things to say about the event. Michele was able to talk to him some about pacing me during my last 17 miles of the 100 at Heartland, and he was just an all-around nice guy. His wife was very nice, as well.

Nickki, Michele, Myself, Johnny Spriggs

We also stopped to look at the race maps. All races for Sunday were out and back, so really the marathoners had it easiest, as we at least had mostly-flat to "rest" for many miles. The half marathoners (including Nickki and Michele) had a little less flat, and the quarter marathoners really got spanked by literally going down the hills, and then turning around and going right back up. Ouch.

Saturday Trail Map/Sunday "Troad" Map

We went back to our room and started getting settled in. I heard Nickki and Michele talking about something, and then Nickki said, "Hannah? Are you afraid of bugs?" I walked into the room, and I saw my newest roommate, a scorpion. Gross. Out. At this point, we turned back into the non-trail running wimps that we are, and Guy and Rick came to save the day. Gross. Gross. Gross.

Our Roommate

Despite the scorpion incident, I actually slept very well Saturday night. I woke up every 2 hours on the dot, but was able to get right back to sleep. I hadn't noticed too much soreness after the trail run, until I got up to the bathroom. I took a step and thought, "Oh crap. This marathon is going to hurt."

We got up and got ourselves ready for Day #2 of the Post Oak Challenge. We again debated based on the weather, as it was currently 56 degrees at 7am. What the heck? And 86% humidity. Ouch. I kept thinking I wanted a short-sleeved shirt under my outer layer, but they assured me a tank-top was the better choice. They were so right.

Nickki and Michele joined me at the main Lodge to bid me farewell, despite their run starting later than mine. Such sweet friends I have.

Nickki, Myself, Michele. Matchy-matchy-matchy, all unintentional.

I told my friends Jenn and Scott that I planned to either PR or run myself so hard into "the wall" that I was reduced to walking the last 8 miles of the marathon. Obviously door #2 was the likelier event, given my current level of soreness.

We started off fast, as it was downhill. But, it was steep downhill. Very steep. Steep enough I was pretty sure I was going to fall. I talked with a woman from Iowa who had done the 25k the day before, and kept in pace with her for a while. She was feeling way stronger than I was, so I fell in pace with a woman named Laurie from Colorado. It is easy to make friends while running. We talked about marathons, about 100 milers (Laurie has paced several people through the Leadville Trail 100), and anytime anyone mentions any 100 miler, it causes me to geek out. I was giddy, and she was a fabulous person to keep my mind occupied.

The miles were clicking by, quickly. I think some of our miles were fast because there were so many big dogs roaming the route. They were unchained and not fenced in. What the heck, Oklahoma? Scary stuff. (Actually, the guy Nickki and Michele ran with was attacked by one of the dogs. Not terribly, but nonetheless, a dog got up on him. Scary.) I would occasionally look down at my Garmin, call myself a total dumbass for running the pace I was running, but ignored it and kept going. We hit our first half in 2:02:something. Wow. I was pleased with that (and scared for my life). Our previous few miles had slowed some (9:30-9:40) and I was questioning my sanity, but was positive about my stupidity. It was very very very muggy, very hot, very windy, but overall still enjoying the pain.

At mile 17 I stopped to use the bathroom. It cost me a lot of time, though I am not sure why. Maybe I just needed the break. I sent Laurie on, and told her I'd catch up. That didn't really happen for a while. I was still sub-10, until I caught Laurie at mile 19+, and that's when it all started to go downhill.

Mile 20 was my first mile over a 10/min mile. We came to a water stop at mile 22(ish?). I was not feeling good at all. They had pretzels, and I took a handful, and sent Laurie on. I told her I would be walking the rest of the way, and if not walking, I would be dying. She hesitated going ahead, but ultimately the walking was just to rough on her body. She told me to try to alternate walking and jogging, just to try to get there faster and off my feet. The world was spinning around me. I was at the worst possible place on the course to be weaving and not with it, as there was absolutely no shoulder on the road. I was walking on the white line at the side, cars whizzing by, and I really couldn't do anything about it other than to not close my eyes and lay down like I felt like doing.

The pretzels (and another gel) helped. So did chugging water. I wanted to keep walking, but I came up on a volunteer who had stopped traffic for me, and I felt like I could at least attempt to speed up, just for their sakes. So, I jogged, just to get through the intersection. Then I walked. A while later, I saw another volunteer who asked me if I was ok. I was around mile 22.5 or something, so I was pretty sure I was going to finish, even if it meant walking the rest of the way. I could see Laurie way ahead, and just kept her in my sights. Before we turned the corner to head toward the Lodge (mile 23?) we had yet another dog run in. I could see the guy ahead of Laurie about to get eaten by the giant beast, I saw him pass and he kept a lookout as Laurie passed the rabid mongrel, and then I realized there was no one watching to see if I got eaten. I decided to cross the road, pray that cars would drive by, and attempted a slow run. It was very helpful, and felt pretty good. Plus, it got me away from the dog a teeny tiny bit faster. (Seriously, Oklahoma. What is up with there being large dogs roaming around and freaking people out. Not ok.)

As soon as I turned the corner to head toward the Lodge, I knew it was uphill from there. Rather, rolling hills and then an enormous uphill. At this point, I knew that it was the perfect time to practice for my ultras. I walked every uphill and jogged the flats and downhills. It was fabulous mental training, and for that I am very thankful. I was even bargaining with myself and picking spots on the road, knowing I could stop running at those spots. Notice how there are no cute pictures in Part 2? That is because I couldn't take any. I was running too hard before I got bonkalicious, and at this point, I was way too woozy. I did text Nickki to tell her where I was, and that I'd be walking. I misspelled every word, but I think she got the point...that I wasn't doing well. My face was caked with salt.

I was still thanking every single volunteer I came upon the entire time, even when I was walking all crazy and seeing stars. Seeing them was amazing, as I don't think there was one spectator on the course. It wasn't bad at all, but it did make me even more thankful for those who had given their time to be out there for us. Dogs do not count as spectators, even if they do weigh more than me.

By some act of God, I did end up catching up to Laurie after we turned onto the road at the Post Oak Lodge. This was where the hills went from rolling to just plain mean. There was even a sign that said, "The Hill from Hell". Laurie and I hiked up it, which was a welcome change for my quads, as I thought they would explode at any moment. They were not ok. But my glutes were ready for some action, and that is the only reason I made it up that bad boy. We finished all smiles, and with hand-holding. Yay!

Smiling!

(Barely) Survived the Post Oak Challenge. Happy!

I finished in 4:27:57. I was very pleased with the time, given the effort the day before, and the giant wall that spanked me into submission. I loved it. I went out too fast, I hurt, I came back and was able to finish. Though I knew there was no way I could drive home.

I am now a huge believer in recovery being an important aspect of any distance event. I was able to eat within 10 minutes of finishing (bring on that vegetarian chili again, yum!) and went from feeling like I couldn't drive, to feeling better and able to drive, to feeling really really awesome. I also discovered that I was first place in my age group. Even more fitting, though, was that I don't like the idea of "beating" people...so I was really really happy when I realized I was also the only person in my age group. Love it.

All in all, the weekend was perfect (my only complaint would be the dogs). Perfect location, beautiful property, great place to stay, food was amazing, events were all well-run. I am very thankful to Johnny Spriggs and all of the people who were volunteers, who helped plan, who were involved in any aspect of the weekend, including all of the runners. We will be back, year after year. It was one of the most fun and enjoyable running weekends I've ever had. It is a fact, I haven't had that many...but this one was truly awesome.

And now, time to get mentally prepared for running another marathon in Oklahoma in less than 2 weeks! Fun, though - I know at least one of the guys running, because I met him at Post Oak. The running world is getting very very small. I think it is awesome.

Have a great week!

Post Oak Challenge: Part 1

2011-03-04T07:15:00.000-08:00

What an incredible weekend. Before I even start, I have to wholeheartedly recommend the Post Oak Challenge. February 25/26 next year. See you there.

Michele, Hannah (me!), Nickki

We arrived at the Post Oak Lodge Friday late afternoon, and checked in. We were in Lodge 5 - it had a common living space, and 4 (locking) bedrooms, each with private bathrooms. We were greeted by two of our Cabin-mates, Rick and Guy, from Minnesota. They were awesome and doing the 50k trail run and the Marathon.

The pasta dinner was held at the main Lodge. It was such a beautiful building. The food was delicious! As a vegetarian, I typically expect that my "pasta dinner" will consist of dry pasta (with olive oil if I'm lucky) and vegetables. I was amazed that not only was there a vegetarian sauce option, but that it was quite tasty. It had mushrooms and eggplant and was so delicious! Two thumbs up. And the dessert was really good, too. We sat with three runners from St. Louis (all doing their first 50k) and one runner from Oklahoma City (also doing his first 50k). Great people.

Our speaker was Randy Ellis, author of the book "Running With Payne". Randy did a transcontinental run from California to New York in 1998. Beyond the book and beyond the awesome thing that Randy accomplished, he was hands-down one of the nicest men I've ever met. Genuinely and shockingly down to earth and kind and it was so obvious that he truly cared when he talked to each person. We enjoyed hearing about his journey, and talking with him after. (I geeked out big-time, and got on the topic of Ultramarathons with Randy - specifically my upcoming 100 miler in October. It was awesome, as he's done the 50 mile at Heartland, so is familiar with the course, and is also a 100-miler himself. I love runners.)

Michele, Myself, Randy Ellis, Nickki.
He's tall.

My friends and I headed back to our Lodge after dinner, and drifted off to a restless sleep.

Saturday morning we had a 6:15 wakeup - for an 8am race. Our wakeup time even provided us with extra time! Every other race I've done has required being up at least 4 hours prior to the run. It was heaven to know that we had to walk 30 seconds and we were at the start line.

Us at the start line...that wasn't really the start line.

We were all a little unsure of what we were getting ourselves into, as none of us have ever set foot on a trail in our lives. Especially not a trail with the intent of running! (Or, as we would find out...merely attempting to run.) The great part was to be there with friends, and knowing we were all getting a new experience out of the deal, in addition to having a wonderful weekend away from our day-to-day lives. Nickki and I said goodbye to Michele, as she was doing the 10k and it had a start time 30 minutes after ours.

Myself and Nickki - anxiously excited!

The gun went off and the 25k and 50k race started. I say "race" very loosely, as Nickki and I started near the back, and enjoyed the first part of our run across a giant field. The trail switched quickly to mud, hills, trees, branches, hills, rocks, roots, mud, rocks, mud and single-lane trail. (I don't know my trail lingo. But, hello bottleneck!) It was probably very good we couldn't go any faster or slower. Looking at our pace was pointless, both because we didn't really care what our pace was, with nothing to compare it to, and also because we knew we had a long road ahead of us for Sunday's events.

The trail switched between being in woods, to big fields. Though the real kicker was that we would hit an area and be thrilled to see wide trails, only to realize there were still 3,253 rocks to contend with, along with mud that I feared would suck my shoes off.

Hiking up Holmes Peak.
This picture makes us look like wimps.
I swear it was bigger than it looked...

Our friend Coach Scott had warned us that we would have fun, but at some point would say, "Are you freaking kidding me? I am only 3 miles in?!" And that we'd get to a hill and look up at it and just not want to take another step. He was dead on. I think that was the best way to describe it. He also told me that I would use more profanity during the trail run than I will in October when I do my 100 miler. Talk about a pep talk! (In all seriousness, his wisdom and honesty helped us so much, as we knew any defeat we felt was just part of trail running fun. And we really were having fun!)

The views are apparently quite amazing with clear skies!

I had been in contact with the race director, Johnny Spriggs, several times via email. His biggest suggestion was to get gaiters. I am so beyond thankful that we listened. They were awesome, and I cannot imagine if we didn't have them.

We met great people on the trail. Everyone was so nice. Because Nickki and I weren't concerned on time, we would walk, stop, move off the trail to let people by, etc. It was just an adventure. However, we did feel sort of lame when these two little boys passed us looking about 95% more energetic than we did!

Little boys. Seriously.

I did fall at one point. So thankful I didn't bust my face open, but I did slam my knee into a rock, and banged up my hands a tiny bit. It didn't affect me much, except when it continued to get colder out. Though I won't deny that I did feel 74% more badass after taking my first fall on a trail. We debated that morning whether or not to take gloves, etc. Because of the forecast, we decided against gloves. Bad choice, as the forecast changed and ended up colder. I think that was the one time I really really started feeling my knee aching - when I got pretty cold. Felt much better when we kept moving at a quicker (but still slow) pace.

Crossing a creek behind Lyle, a fellow Marathon Maniac.

Per usual, I had to have fun, especially since I wasn't racing and I was feeling good. Therefore, I give you my jumping picture. (Obviously had a difficult time getting off the ground...)

Jumping is fun.

The race photographer was in the middle of the woods, and got a great picture of Nickki and I. Honestly, I think she and I both got to a point where if we weren't laughing, we would have been crying. It was very cold, and we were slow, and the course was marked in kilometers, which jacks with your brain. Or it jacks with my brain, anyway. I swear I spent 25 minutes while on the trail trying to figure out the equivalent of 2k in miles.

Happy and thankful that we can go out and do this!

I had a wardrobe malfunction that become an issue the last half of the trail run. I wore the wrong socks. Yes, I had the correct socks with me (unlike Nickki who completely forgot her pants...she's wearing my extra pair because I am crazy and take extra of everything...) but for whatever reason, I just didn't put them on. Finally, I gave up and took my gaiter off, took my shoe off, and pulled my sock up once and for all. It was a big mental boost to not be annoyed by my lame sock and my apparent lack of smartness to put on the correct socks. Oy vey.

We eventually made our way to the finish. Ahhhhhh. Nothing like running a marathon finishing time, only 10+ miles shorter distance! Though not my marathon time, thank goodness.

Nickki, Myself, Michele - Done!

Michele had a gerat time on the trail, and very much enjoyed her 10k. I am so proud of both she and Nickki, as they hadn't really been running much at all. Trails are so odd, as it was like many many miles running benches at a stadium, combined with lunges, combined with lateral jumping, with small bursts of running. It was fun, and I did succeed in my goal of wanting to walk away understanding why people love trails so much. Nickki and I agreed that we would absolutely do more trail runs, even without having a place to train for trail runs. It was just fun, and mentally challenging, and physically challenging, and awesome. And muddy and wet. Because I'm sure you want to know, we didn't take dead last, but not far from it...our time was 3:36:31.

Trail runners!

I'll be back soon to recap the rest of the weekend, including my 26.2 miles the next day. Good times!

The Two Week Unplanned Running Vacation

2011-02-24T06:45:00.000-08:00

So happy to be back to the land of the living!

At the time of my last post, I thought I was getting better. I thought wrong. My fever came back and stayed through Wednesday of last week. No bueno.

I had my first run in almost two weeks on Saturday. It was painful. Heart rate was out of control. (176 average...and that includes me walking the last 2 miles, and taking walk breaks during. Ouch.) I was so disappointed with the run, but at the same time, I got 14 miles in - so not all was lost. It just hurt. Coughing and gagging every few minutes didn't help. Ewww.

I was pretty sore. Probably from the high heart rate. Probably from not running for almost two weeks. Probably because the universe wanted to make fun of me for being so happy that I wasn't sore after my 45-mile weekend a few weeks ago...

I decided that it would be fun to take the entire family (Husband and three daughters ages 6, 4 and 2) to the track so I could attempt a recovery run on Sunday. It was awesome. The run was very short at two miles, but having them there with me was so much fun. There were some tears by my very dramatic middle daughter, who was upset that she wasn't "winning" against her big sister. Eventually, they all stopped and played soccer with Daddy.

Notice the skirts...heaven forbid we leave home without.

Warm fuzzies.

She said over and over, "This is so fun, Mommy!"

Sunday turned out to not only be a good call for fun family time, but it also allowed me to work the soreness out, and I felt much better after.

My runs this week have been back to normal. I'm still pretty tired, but I suppose that can be expected post-plague. And now, I just coast into the Post Oak Challenge for this weekend...

And speaking of the Post Oak Challenge, I am so excited. I am heading to Tulsa with two of my most cherished girlfriends, and I am so happy to have some time to enjoy their company. The entire setup of the Post Oak Challenge is awesome. All runs both Saturday and Sunday start from the Post Oak Lodge. We're staying on property, so we'll literally be right by the start (and finish). This will be a very welcome change most of my previous marathons, where I've had to arrive 2 hours early. It will be a weekend full of friends and a bunch of people who love running just as much as we do. I love the concept.

The Saturday runs are all on technical trails. As in...something I've never even stepped foot on. The race director promises single track trail, rocks, roots, hills, and creek crossings. (Oh snap. And I'm signed up for the 25k.) While I have never done this before, I am going to channel my inner Indi, who sneaks onto trails when they are closed because she can't stand road running anymore. I hope to come away after appreciating the love of trail running that so many people possess.

Sunday I am signed up for the full marathon. They are calling it a "Troad" marathon. (Paved trail and road the entire way.) I don't expect anything other than a finish, which is perfect. It occurred me to me last night that as of this Sunday when I'm running I have another marathon 3 weeks later, a half marathon 4 weeks later, and my first Ultra 5 weeks later. So really, this is just a training run on tired legs which is ideal. And I get a medal at the end.

I hope everyone has a great finish to the week, and an awesome weekend. I'm sure I'll be back next week with sore legs and some stories of our weekend adventures. There are always adventures when girlfriends take road trips...

Last Week = Awesome. This week = Notsomuch.

2011-02-10T14:44:00.000-08:00

I had such a great training week last week! 66 miles total. Due to weather, I ended up on the treadmill for 6 miles Tuesday, 10 miles Wednesday, and 5 miles Thursday. Nothing too crazy - but great, solid runs.

Saturday was my 20 miler. Fabulous. Great company. Great run.

Sunday was my 25 miler. Fabulous. Great company. (Minus running buddy aka: Coach Scott being sick and bailing partway through...though he still drove his car around and checked in on me. So kind.) Also had my first practice eating real food (pb&j) during a run. It was awesome. I think the best part of ultra training is: solid food on the run. Love it!

No soreness whatsoever, despite my 45 mile weekend! Score! I was anticipating joint pain, etc. But, nada. Giant confidence boost! Legs were tired, but I truly felt fantastic.

I started feeling a little feverish, though. Monday I was sort of blah, then Tuesday I was down for the count. Realized I would not be running. Wednesday, same thing. No run, and was so sick I didn't even care. Fever, cough, headache, chills, body aches, you name it. No bueno. It was around this time I also realized that my 30 miles that is upcoming on Saturday (and 15 Sunday) is probably not happening. The really great part? I'm totally fine with that. I'm at a place in my training where I really truly get that these rest days that I wasn't anticipating aren't a bad thing. And that running merely to get my runs in, despite feeling completely awful, would do more harm than good. (Those were Coach Scott's words.) I've run before when "sick" - but this was the type of sick where even being upright wasn't happening. I mothered from the couch like a champ.

I'm happy to report that today I am beginning to feel better. Fever is mostly gone, I was actually able to be upright long enough to take a shower, do some stuff around the house, and to sit at the computer and write this. (I really did plan to update my blog earlier this week because I was so excited from my fantastic weekend of running! Darn sickness.) I'm still not sure how I feel about this weekend. I plan to pow-wow with Coach Scott tomorrow to decide what to do. I'm thinking with the way I feel today, by Saturday I should feel pretty great. I may not make it 30 miles (and, keep in mind, this would be my first time beyond 26.2, and I really want to give myself a fighting chance to finish feeling good) - but I'm ok with that.

It feels really awesome to be at a healthy place, mentally. Despite being a psycho planner, I'm very much at peace with the fact my training is getting turned upside down this week, and perhaps even into this weekend. There's no sense of doom or panic or anything else negative. I am very calm and happy about where I am. Cannot beat that feeling.

I hope everyone is having a great week and that the sickness I had stays far far away from you.

As a side note, I have started fundraising again with Team in Training. This time around, I'm raffling an Apple iPad (yes, iPad, not iPod)! If you're interested in purchasing a raffle ticket, please click the logo on the right. Thank you!

The rest of January.

2011-02-01T07:27:00.000-08:00

I left you hanging. I apologize. My husband went to Canada for a ski trip for TEN days, leaving me to solo parent our three girls. It went well, though. I got all of my runs in despite his absence. We welcomed him home with our two-year-old puking all night the first night, our 4-year-old the second night, and the 6-year-old for the next 4 days. Good times.

I did, in fact, end up doing my long run on January 12. (2 degrees with a -14 windchill. Wow.) I used Yaktrax for the first time, and they were wonderful. My calves burned like crazy on that run! We cut it back to 13.1 miles - I just didn't have the full 15 miles in me. My eyelashes were frozen and very beautiful. So proud that I got the run in outdoors - it gave me the appreciation of 20 degree weather that I didn't possess before. Special thanks to Coach Scott for not wimping out on me that morning.

Because I cut that run short, I accomplished my 2nd long run the next morning (equally cold) at the gym. 17 miles on the indoor track. 170 laps. Not bad at all, and I actually had quite a bit of fun doing it. (Surprise, surprise. Me, having fun?)

I had four runs on the treadmill while my husband was gone. I like to avoid the treadmill. It couldn't be avoided, and I learned to love it. It was a great tool to have and it allowed me to get done what I needed to get done while also not leaving my children at home by themselves. I'm such a good Mommy...

25 miles were on schedule for Saturday, January 22. Coach Scott and his wife (Jenn, who is also a dear friend of mine) stayed at my house on Friday night, along with their son. Jenn was on kid duty Saturday morning starting at 5am, and Coach Scott and I accomplished our 25 miles. (My 2nd long run on Sunday was very short, and only called for 5 miles. Yahoo!) Thank you, Jenn and Scott!

Normal miles this week, though I did run on Friday (my usual rest day). It was 70 degrees in Kansas! Saturday called for 10 miles. It was hot and I had no water. I had good company in the Fair Weather Runner, The Running Lawyer, Shelley, and Aaron. Sunday's run was back to being freaking cold, and Jenn and I got our 20 miles in (fine. Technically 20.5 - I never round up). Our friend Lauren joined us for 10 miles, and it was her first double-digit day! So fun!

Very exciting tidbit: January was my very first 200 mile month. And it has been a year since I started running! I'm so happy and thankful. Such an awesome thing we're all able to do. I couldn't have done it without the help and support of my husband, my three little girls, Coach Scott, and each and every one of my running buddies. I'm thankful for their support and love!

February is starting off cold. And windy. And snowy. Today I'll be on the treadmill, probably tomorrow and Thursday on the treadmill as well. This weekend I've got 25 Saturday and 20 Sunday...no way am I staying on the treadmill for those runs!

Have a fantastic week.

Ultra Training, so far.

2011-01-10T07:36:00.000-08:00

I am a psycho planner. I asked Coach Scott to plan out all of my weekend runs from now through the Heartland 100...in October. He reluctantly agreed, but made me promise to adjust as necessary, and to take it one month at a time. Since some of you asked about my training, here's a look.

So far, so good in January:

1st/2nd - 15/10
8th/9th - 20/10

During the week, I runTuesday (4-5 miles), Wednesday (in January 6 miles, building back to 10 miles starting in February), and Thursday (4-6 miles).

The plan includes strength training on Monday and Wednesday.

I'm really feeling pretty great. The 20 miles on Saturday went well, minus me keeping hydrated. The 10 miles yesterday was done in the hills of the Heartland 100 course. (It is really nice to have the course relatively close - about an hour away.) I took my new Saucony trail shoes for a spin at the Heartland course, and really liked them. Bonus: the price was quite awesome as far as running shoes go.

Driving home from Heartland. Cows blocked the course.
Notice the look of terror in my Coach's eyes in the rearview mirror.
The cows know he eats their kind...

I was sore yesterday, but I am feeling great today. This week my schedule is a little off, as I'm moving my Saturday/Sunday runs to Wednesday (15) and Thursday (15). Wednesday's low is -3 degrees. Without windchill. Brrrr.

All in all, everything is going really, really well. Hope you enjoy a wonderful (and warm) week!

2011: Here I come!

2011-01-05T18:36:00.000-08:00

I started this blog on January 22, 2010. I was training for my very first (and only) marathon and raising money for Team in Training. I had never run more than 7 miles...and that was 10 years prior. I named the blog "More than a Marathon" to honor the fact that my first marathon meant more to me than running it as a goal for myself (marathon before age 30). I had other goals happening with Team in Training at the same time. And that I was doing it in Clayton's honor.

I started reading blogs. I noticed all of these 'Tall Mom 1000+' logos. "Wow. There are a lot of tall runners who blog!" I finally figured out that Tall Mom is a person, not a description of the stature of the runners in the club. And that the 1000+ is the number of miles they planned for 2010. "Crazy. All crazy. That is a ton of miles" I thought.

Fast forward to May 2010, where I had already planned 5 marathons before the end of the year...without having ever run my first. I finished off the year doing 6 marathons...in just under 6 months. And, without even meaning to, making it into Tall Mom's 1000+ club. So wild where I've gone in just a year! And the most exciting part of 2010...Clayton officially being cancer-free! It truly was a life changing year, in more ways than I ever thought possible.

That said, the fact that I'm a planner has not changed. I can't help it. I just am. Maybe I should consider "planning" to update my blog layout. I am pretty sure San Diego and Seattle are finished...

2011 has been planned:

February 26: Post Oak Challenge 25k Trail Run (Tulsa, OK)
February 27: Post Oak Challenge Full Marathon (Tulsa, OK)

March 20: A2A Marathon Full (Ardmore, OK)
March 27: Rock 'n Roll Dallas 1/2 Marathon (Dallas, TX)

April 3: Brew to Brew 44 Mile Ultra (Kansas City to Lawrence, KS)

May 1: BMO Vancouver Full (Vancouver, BC) With Team in Training! Yay!

June 4: Hospital Hill 1/2 Marathon (Kansas City, KS)
June 11: Marathon to Marathon Full (Storm Lake to Marathon, IA)
June 12: Swan Lake Marathon Full (Viborg, SD)

July 15: Lunar Trek 40 Mile Ultra (Scandia, KS)

August 20: Pike's Peak Ascent 1/2 Marathon (Colorado Springs, CO)

October: Heartland Spirit of the Prairie 100 Mile Ultra (Cassoday, KS)

That's right...2011 is the year of the Ultra. I am beyond excited. My training schedule is intimidating. I'll have multiple training runs where I run more than a marathon (foreshadowing, anyone, with the name of my blog? Who knew?!). With no medal at the end. I'll be back to the land of the mileage PR. I'm pumped. I miss those days of running where each step you take is another step into the unknown, and further than you've ever been. This will be fun. It's like an anniversary!

The training so far is a-ok. I'm getting comfortable logging miles on my own. I mostly don't want to run on my own for safety, but I'm realizing that I am capable of it. I did a solo 15 miles (slightly hungover) on New Year's Day...and realized that I am boring. I am so thankful to have a large group of people to run with most of the time. They're amazing. Given the number of miles I'll be logging the next 10 months, I am even more grateful for the fact that I have so much support from so many people. It is a very cool feeling. Warm fuzzies. Add to that the support I have from my husband (totally amazing) and my family and my non-running friends, and my Coach, and fellow bloggers...and I feel like the luckiest woman alive.

Here's to 2011!

Fun with Meb in Vegas.

2010-12-27T08:54:00.000-08:00

Meb and I "completed the heart" together. Awwwww. He's a good sport.

Vegas, Baby. (Race Report)

2010-12-16T07:09:00.000-08:00

Oh, Vegas. I had been planning months in advance for this day. Not only was it the final event in meeting my goal of running my first 6 marathons in 6 months (and earning a second star in the Marathon Maniacs), I was also aiming to crush my previous PR of 4:36:something. Forget a little PR, I wanted a 4:15.

The week leading up to Vegas, I panicked about having to use a port-a-potty during the run. I decided that Coach Scott (my pacer) needed to know I couldn't run a 4:15 pace. I needed some padding. He suggested 4:10 pace. Then I was silly and decided that I wanted in the single-digits, and that I wouldn't be happy with a PR unless it was below 4:10. I plugged in a 4:07:30 on the McMillan Running Calculator, and it showed a 9:27 pace. I knew it was a sign, as Coach Scott had just killed his 100 miler at a 9:27 pace. He disagreed, and told me I was stupid. (This is normal behavior. No harm done.)

The morning was beautiful. We stayed at Mandalay Bay, which was totally awesome. So nice to be right where the race started and finished. Good call on our part.

My Scott, myself, Coach Scott, and Jenn

Because I was actually trying to run at a faster pace than normal, I was not allowed to take pictures during the race. So sad. However, my friend Nickki was along and running the 1/2 with My Scott, and she was able to get some good pictures.

Having fun!

We got in trouble for running and holding hands.
Apparently our pacer doesn't find that behavior
to be conducive to running a PR.

Everything was great the first 1/2. Running in Vegas is very fun! I couldn't believe how quickly you can get down the strip when you're not in a cab and/or walking on a sidewalk full of people. There was, however, a lot of dodging in and out of people. We definitely needed to be in a different corral. It was exhausting.

The 1/2 marathon spilt at around 12 miles, and Coach Scott, Jenn and I continued on in our journey. Coach Scott was happy to hear that I wasn't as thrilled with marathoning as usual given my quicker pace. I stuck with Coach Scott and Jenn until around mile 14. I was having a hard time keeping pace, and I was getting concerned about needing to pee, so I went ahead. It was depressing. After I left them, I regretted it. I was lonely! Also, Coach Scott was less like a pacer and more like a butler. He was so nice (for once) and told us he'd get whatever we needed at water stops*, etc. It was very nice. I was missing that service he provided, too. He was totally awesome.

*Side note - I did not have my water bottle. I always carry my water bottle. I made a last minute decision that I did not need the bottle, given the number of water stops along the way. Stupid. At three water stops in a row, I did not get nearly enough fluid. Not good. Another difference this time around was not having my electrolyte tabs taped onto my gels. In fact, I didn't even plan to take any. I think I got two down, and gave up because it was too much of a pain to take them. Also not good.

My spirits lifted when I saw Tall Mom and Amanda on one of the out-and-back sections. (The entire second half of the race was pretty much nothing but a series of out-and-back sections. It felt like it, anyway.) Just seeing familiar faces was just what I needed. So happy! Then I got sad again because I knew I'd never catch up with them. So lonely. I never ever thought I'd feel lonely in a marathon. Ever. For some reason, I really did in Vegas.

I can't remember what mile it was, but an angel came into my life in the form of a runner. She was keeping right with me, so I decided I'd make a new friend. Her name was Ann, from Portland. She was in town doing her very first marathon with several friends. She was coming back from an injury - she broke her back! She told me it was nearly the 1 year anniversary. We connected over how cool this marathon was for both of us - big goals on both ends. And, I looooooove first time marathoners. Love. It takes me back to my first, and that was such a special day.

At one point, I have no idea where, we did end up catching up to Tall Mom and Amanda. Seeing them again was fabulous. I remember Tall Mom saying "Nice ass!" to me. In response, I spanked myself for her. As if I could go an entire marathon without doing something silly.

We were keeping a pretty good clip. Around mile 22, I remember looking down at my legs...thought it through, and didn't know how on earth I could keep running for another 40 minutes. Or 45 if the wheels really started falling off the bus. Then I looked at Ann, and got myself together, and just kept going. I wasn't happy about it. My legs were tired. The out-and-back sections were getting to me, as everyone I saw were miles ahead. I believe it was my first time "hitting the wall" - sort of awesome experience, as I thought it was a big fallacy that people were over-dramatic about. Now I know it exists, and I get it, and can appreciate it.

I made a decision to take another gel at mile 24 (I had been taking them every 5 miles). Best idea ever. 20 minutes of running didn't seem so bad. My spirits lifted. I knew I was going to finish this bad boy, and meet all of my goals. The rest of the run was great! Finishing felt amazing.

Myself, and my Angel. Finished!

And, I made that PR goal. My finishing time was 4:07:13. Sweet!

Coach Scott and Jenn were not far behind, and I met up with them for our official finishing picture. Jenn also crushed her previous PR. Way to go, Jenn!

I love running buddies.

My husband finished his first 1/2 Marathon - and is already signed up for another in March! I'm so glad he had Nickki to run with.

Way to go, My Scott and Nickki!

All in all, it was a very fun day. Sadly, things went downhill afterward, and I started throwing up. So sick. Not fun. I felt bad enough that I wasn't sure how I'd ever do another marathon, as the thought of sucking down a gel ever again in my life wasn't anything I wanted to do. I'll spare you all the details, but I was hurting. Might have had something to do with my heart rate average for the marathon being 190. Or that I caught something. Or that I wasn't hydrated. Or not enough salt. Regardless, it wasn't fun. It took several days for me to feel better.

I am, however, better! And I have my entire next year + planned out. I'll spare you having to read any more...and I'll actually post a non-race report very soon. Thank you all for your support and kindness and love and encouragement. I DID IT!

RNR Denver Marathon (Recap)

2010-11-30T11:37:00.000-08:00

Yes...Rock 'n Roll Denver was forever ago.

I've had a difficult time figuring out what exactly to say about Denver. My friends Michele, Eric #2 and I left late Friday night and drove overnight to get to Denver. Eric #2 needed to puke in Denver. Not cool.

We finally made it out of Denver once Eric #2 was feeling better. Our hotel was generously given to us, compliments of my awesome friends Desi and Ross - on account of Ross being a frequent gambler. The drive was an hour out of Denver, in Blackhawk, and it was absolutely gorgeous. Once we made it there, Michele and I showered (we arrived around 6am) and got ready for the day (note: no sleep whatsoever). Eric #2 opted to stay and sleep at the hotel, while Michele and I were determined to make the most of our time in Denver.

Nothing says "road trip" like a side of the road self-portrait!

We met up with a college buddy of mine for breakfast at a really awesome breakfast place. I cannot, for the life of me, remember the name...but I highly recommend whatever it was.

Double latte to make up for no sleep? Yes, please!

We made our way to the expo and fell in love with the area. We picked up our packets, checked out the gear, and walked around like zombies. The lack of sleep was starting to set in. However, we had a famous blogger sighting that perked us up for a bit! I believe her husband was tipsy while taking our photo...

Me, Mrs. Shut Up and Run, and Michele

I don't really remember the rest of the afternoon. Eventually, we made our way back to Blackhawk, where we met up with Ross, Desi, Nickki, and Eric #2. Thankfully, Ross was afraid of me driving anymore (yay!) so we were able to ride back into Denver for dinner with everyone else. Of course finding a restaurant was chaos, but we eventually enjoyed our pre-marathon dinner.

Eric #2, Me, Michele, Nickki, Desi

Race morning was so fun and exciting. Denver was marathon #5 for me, #2 for Michele, and Nickki, Desi, and Eric #2 were all first-timers. I had butterflies for them! That first one is just...so special.

Nickki's sister lived 3 blocks from the start (score!) so we had awesome parking, and a nice warm place to hang out before making our way to the start. And a clean bathroom!

We had a billion "Go Green Team" and heard "Go Kansas!" over and over. The spectators in Denver were incredible. The course was very beautiful. I loved it.

Here's where things get difficult to recap. Michele went from ok, to not ok at all. It ended with her in an ambulance around mile 15. We were all so worried, and it absolutely broke my heart to see my best running buddy not ok. Just awful. Still tough to think about.

We were stopped around 20 minutes, and once we knew she was in good hands, we continued on our journey. The rest of the race was bittersweet, truly. There were good and wonderful moments. Absolutely. The first timers held it together so well. Desi and Nickki were both in pain, but carrying on. Eric #2 was doing great until about mile 21, where he started to get dehydrated, and to not look good. At once point we all agreed he would finish the marathon, but would go to the medic tent immediately afterward.

Running, Running, Running

Sometimes, when you're running...you have to jump.

Happy to be near the end!

Group hug.

Of course we held hands. Why wouldn't we?

We wondered what happened with mile 23...it took forever. Turns out it was actually long, and everyone had their times adjusted a few days later. Official finishing time: 5:15:54

Such a bittersweet day. Still tough to think about. Awesome and awful, is all I can come up with.

As an update, Michele met us at the end - and it was a huge relief to see her. Eric #2 wasn't ok at all, but he has since recovered. Nickki and Desi are both doing well, and while they have some lingering pain, they're happy to be in the "marathon" club.

Marathon #6 for me is in Las Vegas on Sunday. I'm very excited, and admittedly nervous, as well. I plan to get a big PR, and to enjoy the final race in my big goal of doing my first six marathons within six months. There's a blogger meet-up in the works, and I guarantee there will be pictures. Coach Scott will hopefully be up for pacing me, but something about running 100 miles in 15:46 a few weeks prior might cause an issue. My awesome friend Jennifer will be along as well, and she's aiming for a PR as well. My husband is running his first half-marathon, just a few months after his back surgery. Should be a fun weekend!

Have a great week!

Prairie Fire Marathon (Race Report)

2010-10-15T12:23:00.000-07:00

What a fun weekend! The Prairie Fire Wichita Marathon was a definite success, and I highly recommend it. Not terrible at all for its inaugural year - they did a great job. Even more fun was running it on 10/10/10.

The most important thing, first. How cute is this picture? I was so thrilled to give Clayton my medal post-marathon. He deserved it!

Clayton and I.
He's done with treatment and Cancer-free! Awesome!

Saturday evening was the Team in Training Inspiration Dinner. It was a very fun evening, and nice time to bond with my fellow teammates.

My husband and I pre-Inspiration Dinner.

Sunday morning I met up with my friends. Most of them were doing the 1/2 marathon, in preparation for our full marathon in Denver. We chatted, took pictures, and generally enjoyed the excitement of the event. We were all able to run together for the first 5 miles, before the 1/2 marathoners split. They continued on and kicked butt on their training run (with a medal at the end).

Here is where the race recaps get difficult for me. So many fun things happened.

* I received a phone call at mile 5 from my awesome friend, the Fair Weather Runner. She was busting a move in Chicago, and we enjoyed running "together" for a little bit. (Congrats on your run, my darling!)

* A little boy rode up to us on his bike, stared us down, and said, "I could beat you like this." We all agreed that yes, he could beat us.

* Lacy said hello to me, even though she was booking it on for a sub-3:20 marathon! She's awesome.

* I got to see my husband and our three daughters three times during the race. He is super-Dad!

* My friend Jennifer almost ran through the biggest road kill I've ever seen. Nasty.

* Running through Cowtown. What an awesome place!

* "Officially" meeting a Facebook friend/local runner. During the race. It was awesome and hilarious - I'm so happy she had people cheering with a sign that had her name on it, or I totally would have missed out on making the connection.

* "The Guy With the Cowbell" He was everywhere. We saw him no less than 8 times, and he was so encouraging and great every time. Even more awesome, I found out that he is the husband of my Facebook friend that I met on the course. Love it!

* Jumping. Lots and lots of jumping.

Why? I don't know.

What can I say? Running gives me wings...

The course was awesome. The spectators were awesome. I genuinely felt great the entire time. I felt like I completed the marathon wisely, given that Denver was on the horizon one week later. Official time was 4:36:32 - a PR by over 11 minutes. Not terrible. Average heart rate was still high (179 - down from 184 in Colorado Springs), but I'm just accepting that as part of my fate.

Post-race was a blast.

So thankful for Michele.
Best running buddy in the universe!

Nickki, Dane Rauschenberg and I.
We all enjoyed getting to know him - great guy.

Group shot.
(And, I am extremely short.)

The victory celebration with Team in Training was a good time, too. It was such a fun ending to a fun weekend. Even better, with all of the Facebook pictures floating around the celebration continued all week long. Just in time to get me ready to leave for Denver tonight for marathon #5!

About that race in Denver...I'm dedicating it to Rick. I was so saddened to hear of his death. He had been such a wonderful running blogger buddy, a constant source of support, and he was so excited for me and the training for my first marathons. I'm thankful to have connected with him, and I am wishing his family peace. He was such a great guy and friend to many.

Looking forward to bringing back lots of pictures and a great race report from Denver. Michele is running her second marathon, and my friends Eric, Desi, and Nickki are all on their very first. I have no doubts this weekend will be amazing.

Have a great weekend! Make sure to smile and be thankful for life.

Running Firsts (and Elite Runners)

2010-09-26T15:26:00.000-07:00

What a weekend of multiple running firsts for me!

#1 - First Toenail Loss. Buh-bye sweet little baby toenail, left foot. I thought you'd get beat to the punch by your buddies that are chunking off next to the big toe, on both feet. But, alas, you are the big winner. Bonus: I did not pass out!

#2 - First Blisters. Yes, it has been a very lucky many months of running (since February!) for me without blisters. However, this was my weekend to acquire a few. Not bad ones, because I didn't pass out from those, either. Bonus: I'm feeling pretty badass.

#3 - First 50+ mile week, thanks to the mileage PR this weekend! I finished 20 miles on Saturday, and another 15 miles today, which is 3 miles further than I've gone on a previous back-to-back long run weekend. I'm so pumped! Even better, I'm feeling pretty awesome, physically. Bonus: My heart rate wasn't sky high, for once. Thank you, 50-degree temps this morning!

#4 - I never shared this picture before (I am a total slacker), but it is from 2 nights before the Rock 'n Roll San Diego Marathon. I was invited to a Team in Training Top Fundraiser Reception at SeaWorld. Afterward, SeaWorld was closed for a private party for Rock 'n Rollers...and look who I happened to run into...

Oh Snap.

Happy Sunday! Wishing you a wonderful week of running.

Oops! I did it again. (Marathon #3)

2010-09-10T11:47:00.000-07:00

I traveled to Colorado Springs last weekend with some fantastic friends, and their families, for the American Discovery Trail Marathon. I hadn't planned to run it until a few months ago, when I got that brilliant idea to do my first 6 marathons in 6 months. I invited myself along on their trip, and ended up having a great time as an adopted member of the family.

Many people told me the altitude would be awful, and that I'd die a terrible, lung-bursting death. Thankfully, that didn't happen. After lots of discussion with Coach Scott, we agreed that any running difficulty on marathon day were due to the sun, more so than the altitude.

The race was set to start at 6:30am. And, it did. However, there was a porta-potty issue, and there were still people in line to go after the gun went off. Coach Scott made the start by 30 seconds. I ran with my friends Jenn and Amanda, and we think we probably started 4-5 minutes late. Not chipped timed, but we weren't concerned. Just out to enjoy a run in the mountains.

Amanda and Jenn, all smiles early on.

We chatted away and enjoyed the gorgeous sunrise. Jenn yelled at Amanda and I about 27 times to slow down. I'm so glad she did. I typically don't have any issues at all slowing down. For some reason Colorado made me more zippy than normal. At the half-marathon mark, I knew that setting a PR wasn't going to happen that day. It wasn't a big deal to me, as I went ahead and planned on finishing in around 5 hours.

We went back and forth with the 5 hour pacer for most of the run. He'd pass us uphill and during water stops. We'd pass him not long after. He was fabulous. He'd yell and encourage and was generally a great guy. And, he had no one running with him. Jenn said she doesn't like pacers who talk. However, this guy changed her mind.

Hannah (me!) and Jenn at mile 11+

Despite losing over 1,200 feet during the race, there were hills on the trail. I walked some that were too steep for my wimpy self. The hills were an interesting thing - I am just not used to them, at all. Going down was brutal on the knees, so I finally gave up trying to take them slowly. It felt much better to let my body go.

Around mile 18, Jenn said "Peace Out" to Amanda and I. She was dehydrated and knew she wasn't going to keep our pace. Despite how craptastic she was feeling, she really had a fantastic run. Congrats to her on her first (and only, she says) trail marathon!

Amanda and I hung together the next 4 miles or so. We had picked up our pace a bit. I suddenly started calculating and thought about that PR. We kept pulling away from the 5 hour pacer. I wasn't at all confident that it would happen, but at the same time, I felt like if I was going to abandon one of my lovely ladies (Jenn) then I better make it count.

Around mile 22, Amanda sent me on. She told me I looked good, and to go get that PR. Still wasn't sure it would happen. I figured I'd miss it by at least 5 minutes. That, and with our start being late, I knew I had even less time to work with. Again, I knew if I was abandoning a friend (a second friend. I feel like a total jerk, for the record) then I better make it count.

The lovely moutains.

The last 4.2 miles went by quickly. I knew my heartrate was sky high (the one time I checked it during the run, my heart rate monitor showed me a sucktastic 184. Ouch.) and I'm still not confident enough in "how" to run a race, that I was conservative. Still felt great, and very excited to finish.

Mile 24+ Almost there. Whoohoo!

With a mile or so left, I caught up to Amanda's husband, Steve. Poor guy. I didn't realize how upset he'd be by me catching him, so I say, "Steve! How fun! We can totally cross the finish line holding hands!" Ha. He was feeling terrible. Poor guy. At one point he said, "I feel like I'm going to $#!@ myself and throw up at the same time." Ouch.

Finishing strong.

He and I kicked it in as best we could (with me feeling about 110% better than he did), and I finished with a PR by 59 seconds. Whoooot! (4:47:48) Sure, it was probably 4 minutes faster based on our late start, but I'm going by "official" time. I'm such a rule follower...

One of my best friends from high school lives in CO Springs.
Here we are after the Finish!

My heart rate average was 181 for the run. Not awesome. But, I had a truly fantastic time running. And, how awesome that my PR is so slow, I can walk multiple times and still beat it. Bam! (Coach Scott did say his Grandma could have beat my PR that day. Sadly, I cannot refute that fact. Slow is sexy. Right?!)

Next up: Prairie Fire Wichita Marathon on 10/10/10, Rock 'n Roll Denver Marathon 10/17/10, and Rock 'n Roll Las Vegas Marathon 12/5/10.

The weekend was incredible. Especially when we (Jenn, myself, and Scott and Jenn's nephews) convinced Coach Scott to stop on the way down Pike's Peak for a little photo shoot. Why? I don't know. But I think the pictures were amazing. Bam.

Coach Scott.
For more shirtless pics of this beast, visit his blog.

I am alive (and well)!

2010-07-19T07:03:00.000-07:00

What a blur the last 2 months has been!

First and foremost, I want to share that Clayton is so close to being done with Chemo! My cousin, Michelle, shared this on Clayton's Caring Bridge website:

"Four weeks. Four weeks of chemo is all that is left! Four more shots to give. 20 more pills at bedtime. That's it! In four weeks I'll give Clayton his last shot of chemo. Then he will take his bedtime pills for one more week. After that, he is off everything and we give his bone marrow about 3 weeks to get back to normal. At that point we go to Wichita for a bone marrow biopsy for a final check to see if the leukemia cells have stayed gone. If all is well for the next 2-3 months he'll have surgery to get his port removed."

Awesome! I also hear there is a big party in the works to celebrate that this nearly three year journey is FINISHED. Yes!

The best running news is that I completed (and loved) my first two marathons. San Diego (June 6) was awesome. The entire weekend was awesome. The Team in Training experience was incredible. 20 days later, I ran my second marathon (also with Team in Training, June 26) in Seattle. It was incredible, too!

I wish I could put into words what it all meant to me. Obviously I'm having a tough time with that, hence the lack of race reports. The cool part was that I knew that I'd have a PR and a PW no matter what. So, no pressure. (I know you are curious, so here's the stats: San Diego - 4:48:44 and Seattle - 5:08:something) I ran both very smart, and I even smiled 98% of the time. I just loved it. And in Seattle I ran with my best running buddies, so of course that was awesome. No Ipod either race, just truly connecting with how awesome the entire experience is. I'm hooked.

Pictures aren't uploading today so I will come back (soon, I swear!) with another post full of awesomeness. I met several blogger friends, met some incredible people (Kara Goucher? Dena Kastor? At the same time?!) and loved it. Just loved it.

Here's where I'm at now, and what I have planned....and all Full Marathons:

Sept. 6: American Discovery Trail Marathon (Colorado Springs, CO)
Oct. 10: Prairie Fire Marathon (Wichita, KS - and with Team in Training!)
Oct. 17: Rock 'n Roll Denver (Duh.)
Dec. 5: Rock 'n Roll Vegas (Duh, again.)

After loving those first two, and already knowing I was doing Denver and Vegas, I decided to go big and set a plan of "First 6 Marathons in 6 months". Whoot!

Thanks for hanging in there with me the past several months. I'm happy to be back to the world of blogging, and thrilled to have been bitten (and bitten hard!) by the Marathon Bug. I missed you all very much, and I am so thankful for your help and support and love. Runners Rock...especially Running Bloggers.

The Final Countdown! (Rock 'n Roll San Diego this weekend!)

2010-06-02T09:50:00.000-07:00

Wow.

I cannot believe how close I am to the big day! My team and I fly out on Friday morning, and I'll be in California by noon. I think I'm in shock that it is actually time.

Here's a picture of the back of my race jersey. So far. I think it turned out so perfect!

My very special friends that I've run with every single day from the get-go will not be in San Diego, and this is making me so sad. They'll be in Seattle with me in a few weeks...but my goodness. I feel a little empty going into this without them. A lot empty. I have to channel my inner Miley Cyrus in the song "Party in the USA". Don't pretend that you don't love that song. I know they're with me in spirit.

In totally awesome marathon news, Katye and I are in the same corral, and get to run together for as long as we can! I am so excited to meet her, and to run with her. She is an awesome woman, and has been so sweet and supportive all along. I'm also excited to meet Rachel - another fabulous woman. How awesome that both of these lovely ladies are fellow Team in Training teammates? I love that we're everywhere!

All is going well. I'm feeling great, mentally. Trying to keep my brain on other things, because I'm such an intense feeler, if I did nothing but think about how incredible this is, I'd cry all day long. (Case in point, one of my clients told me on Tuesday how excited he is for the runner tracking, and that he can't wait to get the updates on where I'm at in the marathon. That he's so proud of me, and of how much effort I've put into this. I cried.) Needless to say, this experience has already been perfect. I can't believe I to get to experience it twice within 3 weeks!

While in San Diego, I'll also be meeting up with my awesome friend, Jen, and her daughter. She alleges that she's taking me to the beach, and to show me why it is she chooses to spend an outrageous amount on rent to live in San Diego. I'm very excited to see and experience why she loves it so much.

Last but not least I get to see my brother, sister-in-law, niece and nephew. I am beyond thrilled! They came home for my Mom's surprise birthday party in March, but that has been much too long. I'm so thankful they're moving back to Kansas in a few months.

I wish I could put into words what I'm feeling! I am a changed woman. Thankfully, since almost everyone reading this has experienced these feelings, I don't have to. You just know. And, at the time of my next blog entry, I will be a MARATHONER. I can't wait to join the club!

Thank you all so much for your kind comments and support during this training cycle. You helped me to embrace the experience and to enjoy it even more than I would have otherwise. Love it!

Update (the "Upbeats and Beatdowns" Edition)

2010-05-24T02:16:00.000-07:00

Beatdown: My wisdom tooth is shifting, and causing some issues. Mostly affecting my sleep/eating habits.

Upbeat: With all of this extra time on my hands not sleeping, I will have extra time to blog.

***

Beatdown: Our 20-miler Saturday was sunny and 80+ degrees. And humid.

Upbeat: While I am typically a back of the packer, I became a front of the packer. It was harder than 60's, yes. But now I'm mentally prepared for heat/humidity. Just in case.

***

Beatdown: I had my final fundraiser. (Signaling that the Team in Training experience is nearing the end.)

Upbeat: The $10,000 goal I had in mind was officially met (and exceeded). Whooohoo!

***

Beatdown: I bet the original goal of $4,000 feels awfully lonely right now.

Upbeat: I can't think of one. Sorry, original goal. You were great while you lasted, and you were a terrific starting goal.

***

Beatdown: My friend and running buddy, Yvette, had some knee issues happening Saturday, and had to cut her run short.

Upbeat: I am so very proud of her for facing that big mental hurdle and calling it quits. I know she was so disappointed, but she tackled the situation with wisdom and it will pay off. I just know it.

***

Beatdown: It is 3:30am and I am blogging, thanks to that darn tooth.

Upbeat: Tylenol is kicking in, and sleep just might be in my future.

***

Upbeat: Less than 2 weeks before marathon day #1!

Upbeat: Taper, schmaper. I'm not as psycho as I had planned for. So far...

Upbeat: Drugs are kicking in, so sleep may be in my future. Whooohoo!

Upbeat: The pain in my tooth makes the soreness in my legs seem like nothing. (Three yoga classes for my fundraiser on my rest day before the 20-miler. Tired legs.)

***

All things running-related have me so excited! I cannot believe how quickly the big days are approaching. Pretty awesome to look back on all that I've accomplished. I remember the first mileage PR of 8 miles. And 10. And the ankle injury (or whatever that was). And that I have met my goal of finishing long runs feeling great, happy, and smiling.

And after all of this, when people ask if I'm a runner...I'm having a hard time coming up with reasons that I'm not a runner. I love it.

Happy Monday! Have a great week.

Mentally Prepared for Rain.

2010-05-17T11:52:00.001-07:00

15 miles on schedule for Saturday - and 15 miles done. It rained. And rained. And rained. Bonus, I'm going to be fine if it rains in San Diego and/or Seattle. It kept us cool, and wasn't too much of a pain beyond my hair being one giant knot afterward and random droplets falling from the trees and hitting me in the face. Ouch! Yes, I'm sensitive, as Michele would say.

I cannot believe how close I am. I don't even know what to say! Just one 20-miler, and one 13-miler (with my regular runs in between) and I'll be heading to San Diego. Sweet!

My dear running buddy and friend, Yvette, purchased a copy of Run Like a Mother for me. It was such a kind gesture, and she wrote the sweetest note on the cover. I didn't even know Yvette (or Michele, or Madison) before our running journey started. And now, they're my friends for life. Warm fuzzies.

Now I know why everyone loves that book so much! It really is awesome. I'm not too far in, though have throughly enjoyed it.

Yvette and I are heading out for 6-miles on the "hills" this evening. "Hills". All of the locals know why I use quotes. Pretty flat, here.

In fundraising news, I am now less than $500 away from the $10,000 mark this season. Yay! (If you click the link, it isn't all showing up yet. But most of it should sometime this week. Score!) Thank you to all of my blogging buddies who have donated. You are all awesome. And so are all of my blogging buddies who haven't donated. Just showing your support has meant the world to me. Tight-knit group, these runners are!

Oh, and side note. I'm running Rock 'n Roll Denver on October 17. And Rock 'n Roll Vegas on December 5. My switch has officially been flipped. I'll officially add them to my "list" as soon as register. Whoohoo!

Two-Two-Point-Two

2010-05-10T14:03:00.000-07:00

Saturday was awesome. Just awesome!

I ended up with 22.2 miles. I never questioned whether or not I would survive it. I knew I would. And I did. My first 10.2 miles started at 5am with Yvette, Michele, and Madison. I love these women. They keep me going, and I completely spoiled by them. I'm so thankful for their friendship, and their company while we run.

We were running late, so picked up our pace and juuuuuuust made it to the Team Run at 7am. Michele and Madison left to finish up their final 10k at the River Run (way to get a medal at the end of your training run, ladies!). Yvette finished her long run with 3 miles out, 3 miles back, and I logged my final 12 miles as well.

I smiled almost nonstop. Time was flying by. I felt mentally strong. I didn't drink much at all my first 10 miles, and I that mistake showed itself in the form of a major calf cramp around 14 miles in. Ouch! It wasn't bad enough that I couldn't run, and it didn't jack with my mental state of awesome. It did, however, show me just how much a little mistake early on can affect me so greatly. Lesson learned.

I thought I was excited before. Now, that excitement has bubbled up and oozed over. (That sounds really nasty. But, I mean it in a good way...)

Less than four weeks before the first day comes along that I've been looking forward to for so many weeks. Less than four weeks before I reach a huge goal. Less than four weeks before I represent a little boy who has been fighting much longer than I have been training. Less than four weeks before I run just four miles more than I did on Saturday. Less than four weeks before I experience a marathon weekend with Team in Training.

Fundraising update: I'm currently at over $9,300 raised for the Leukemia & Lymphoma Society. And I have three weeks of Sunday Shout Outs to catch up on.

It moves me. It really does. This process has changed me, forever. A wise woman told me to savor every minute of the first marathon. That it would change me. And that those moments can't be relived as a first-timer ever again. I'm all over it - thank you, Jennifer! I'm so thankful.

This is a random tidbit - but I haven't used an Ipod at all! Ok, not entirely true - when I did my 13.1 on the treadmill I did...but outside, nope. I've always needed music. And now, who needs it? Not me! Believe me, I'm as shocked as all of you music-lovers are. Hey, at least I won't have to worry about battery-life on Marathon Day.

I'm excited. Did I mention that?

Alive and Well!

2010-05-03T11:02:00.000-07:00

I'm here! I'm here!

Behind on blogging, but only because I am trying to keep up with life in general. All is well, though.

April 25 was our 20-miler. We woke up for 7 miles and then ran the Wichita Half-Marathon to finish up. Nothing like receiving a medal for a long training run. Whoohoo! Our time was 2:18:something. Not too shabby for the tail end of 20.15 miles.

Had a fundraiser afterward that was...well...it was. Can't win 'em all. At least I got to enjoy an adult beverage as it was at a bar. Yay!

Last weekend we had an 18-miler. All was well. Not sore at all, so that is nice. I was quite sore after my first time at that distance. Had some ankle pain (not the same spot that caused my time off before) that disappeared within a day.

Gearing up for another fundraiser - "Get Bendy for a Cure" on May 21. It is a day of Yoga to benefit the Leukemia & Lymphoma Society. We have a Yoga studio that has been donated to us for a day, and my darling friend Nickki volunteered her time to teach the classes. There will be a sunrise class at 6am, nooner at 12pm, Evening at 6:30pm, and Candlelight at 8:30pm. I have a great feeling. Who doesn't love Yoga? (Ok, lots of people. But Yoga is awesome. Don't be a hater.)

That is what is going on with me! I feel terribly far behind. Less than 5 weeks until Marathon #1! So excited!

Upcoming weekend mileage:

May 8 - 22miles
May 15 - 15 miles
May 22 - 20 miles
May 29 - 13 miles
June 6 - Marathon #1
June 12 - 10 miles
June 19 - 15 miles
June 26 - Marathon #2

Is it sick and wrong that I am looking forward to all of it? A big thanks to Team in Training for "flipping my switch". What a fabulous experience!

Have a great week!

Less is More (and Boston News!)

2010-04-20T18:22:00.000-07:00

I wasn't entirely truthful when I came back from my ankle injury and said it felt great. It did feel awesome for the first week or two. Then it came back with a vengence. Hobbling around the gym while I worked, limping all over at home. Not a pretty sight. It always felt pretty great while running, thankfully. I didn't want to mention it on here because, frankly, I just wanted to not think about it any more than I was already. Which happened to be every single step I would take.

Fast forward to the past two or three weeks of going from running five days a week to three days a week. Ankle pain - gone. Vanished. Buh-bye.

It wasn't an intentional switch-up to my schedule. Life just got in the way. Thank goodness! For me, less is more. Running 6 miles Monday, 8 miles Wednesday and my long run on Saturday has allowed me to run and walk and live pain free. Pretty awesome. I'm thrilled beyond belief! Because, as you know, I don't "do" pain. I was doing it, but I wasn't a fan of it. This is much better. Booyah!

Post-18 mile News:

Wow. I sucked air for the first 2.5 miles of my run last night. I mean, I love Yvette and enjoy her so much that every run is fun and filled with talking and laughing and fun. I couldn't talk. I could barely breathe. Instead of laughter, I was closer to tears. Or walking. Legs were tired. I'm thrilled to report that after mile 2.5 of the 6 miles, we were back to our old selves. And I'm so thankful it wasn't just me!

Boston News:

Not only is My Coach superhuman and amazing, he's also freaking fast. This is the guy who runs his long runs four minutes slower per mile than his marathon pace. The guy who tells us our long runs cannot be too slow. Ever. (And I love him for that.) My incredible Coach kicked butt and ran the Boston marathon in 2:59:22. It was his 50th "official" marathon - so a very special day all around. I am so proud of him, and so proud to learn from him. He's a great guy with a great wife and precious son and a marathoning dog...and while he sucks at softball, he obviously makes up for it with his running talent. Amazing. And inspiring.

Way to go, Coach Scott! (And all other Boston runners!)

In other News:

Oooooh! Getting excited for Sunday! I cannot wait to get a 7-miler in with my Team, followed by our first "official" Half Marathon together. Yay! Oh, and someone asked why we couldn't do the 7 miles after the Half rather than before. There are a few things stopping me:

1. This Half-Marathon is being used a training run. For the experience of a long race, and to get my 20 miles in for that day. As my coach reminded me, this is not the race I am training for. The ones that are incredibly important to me are the marathons June 6 and June 26.

2. One of our major fundraisers as a Team starts at 12:30pm. No way will I have time to run afterward.

3. Running the 7 miles ahead of time will allow me to be a bit worn out so that I won't get over-excited and run too fast during the race. Which is really funny, considering I don't run fast even when I do run fast. Did you catch all of that?

I'm off to enjoy a quiet Tuesday evening. We close on our old house on Friday (a week early - whoohoo!) and the husband is away taking down the playset in the backyard. Time to catch up on DVR'd show that he dislikes! Yay!

Happy Mid-Week!

Sunday Shout Out: Week Thirteen

2010-04-18T19:29:00.000-07:00

The weeks are still flying by, in case you wondered...

In all honestly, I truly cannot believe that at the begining of this training cycle, I hadn't ever run more than 7 miles in my life. And now, 8 miles is the distance of my midweek run. Crazy!

Donations this week:

Jen is my blogging buddy from Utah. Her blog is called: Why I Run. She posts the most amazing pictures from her runs. I think Kansas is beautiful. I get through my runs here and enjoy them. That said, I think you couldn't run in Utah and not believe in a higher power. I mean, wow. It is gorgeous there. Jen is a Mom and a runner and has the most gorgeous eyes ever. She's truly a beautiful woman! Jen, your donation was so unexpected - and also so appreciated. You rock. Thank you so much!

Also, this week was the garage sale that my friend and team mate, Stephanie, and I had together. We have so many people to thank (Samantha, Yvette, Erica, Meg, Faith, Sarah - among others!), as we truly wouldn't have had such a successful fundraiser without so many kind and generous people donating items for the sale, donating food for the bake sale, and our friends who just came and made very generous donations and who definitely weren't paying garage sale prices.

The long and short of the sale was this. We had hoped that, after three days total, we would raise $600 for the Leukemia & Lymphoma Society. That was the amount we felt would make all of our hard work (mostly Steph's hard work!) ahead of time worth it. $300 for each of us in our fundraising efforts. Let's just say, we sure underestimated...

We made $2,000 total!

Wow. I have no other words.

We saved ourselves hours of work by not pricing anything. We did have suggested donation amounts in our heads for the big items, but beyond that we let people name their prices. Some people took beyond their fair advantage of that. But, as the numbers showed, we also had many fair and generous donors, too.

A really awesome thing was when a woman showed up on Thursday. I felt like I knew her. I kept staring at her, trying to figure it out. While she was talking to us, I turned my head away for a few seconds while she was talking, and it hit me. It was Kathy Deane - the producer of my favorite local morning radio show! The lightbulb went off in my head and I was like, "Hey! I know you!" Hilarious I couldn't figure out how I knew her by looking at her, but that her voice gave it away once I stopped looking at her. Kathy was kind enough to read a facebook message on air the next day advertising our garage sale. Thank you, Kathy!

Another neat experience was when a girl (maybe 19 or 20 years old) came, looked around, bought some cookies, and then made a donation without buying anything. I thanked her for being so generous, and she shared with me that she had Leukemia when she was 5-years-old...she's a survivor! She then thanked us for what we're doing, which was just...inspiring. It just was.

The person I have to thank the most is Stephanie. Her world was turned upside down having this sale at her house. The extra work she put in was insane. Stephanie rocks. She says it isn't a big deal, but it is. Stephanie, you rock.

In Other News:

Slow is Sexy Saturday was a smashing success this week! At 4am, five women met together to embark on the journey. Michele, Madison, Yvette, Sonya and I. At 5am, we added two more women (Jennifer and Krystle) and a dog (Pavlov, the marathoning dog). At 7am, we met the Team for our last few miles. Let's just say, doing 14 miles and stopping for 10 minutes before running again was painful. The four of us continuing on with the Team (Michele, Madison, Yvette and I) all groaned and moaned for a little bit. Then something funny happened, and we had a good laugh with our Team, and that laughter just took away all of that pain. Ok, it didn't take away all of the pain, but it sure helped.

Michele and Madison headed back at the mile mark (for 16 total, those little rockstars!!!) and Yvette and I turned around at the two mile mark for 18 total miles.

I'm glad I'm not the only one who felt this way...but the run was totally perfect. We talked and laughed and bonded and I can honestly say I enjoyed the entire run. What a fabulous feeling to go out at 4am, do high mileage, and afterward feel like I just had a girls night out with great friends. Yesterday I felt confident. I mean, if I can do 18, surely I can do another 8. Right? Right. Just say yes...

I'm just so thrilled at the entire weekend. Successful fundraiser, successful 18 miler, mileage PR, and fabulous company through it all. Lovin' every minute of it.

Have a great week!

A Change of Plans

2010-04-14T07:33:00.000-07:00

My husband is out of town for work, and my childcare for this morning's 8-miler fell through last night. I've been feeling all beat down about it, and bummed, and sad. But I keep reminding myself that things tend to work themselves out. I may have missed my scheduled 8-miles for today. (The chances of getting it in today are zero.) But, perhaps I missed out on a car accident, or a wipe out while running, or something else. I won't know what it was, but it makes me feel better to think there's a reason for it beyond just to make me want to cry. I didn't cry...but I was feeling defeated.

This morning I received an email from my high school cross country coach, Dan. He sends a daily "Thought for the Day" and today it said,

"Opportunity often comes disguised in the form of misfortune or temporary defeat."
--Napoleon Hill

I needed that.

As I started typing this, I received a message from my friend, Sarah. She has been such an incredible support to me in my fundraising efforts, as her Uncle is battling Leukemia. In her message, she shared that her Uncle lost his battle with Leukemia late last night.

This fight is so important. The mileage, the occasional family stress, the long hours, the fundraising, etc. This is for those losing their lives to blood cancer. For those battling. For their families. Worth every minute of it.

Keeping Sarah and her family in my thoughts today.

Sunday Shout Out: Week 12 (The Monday Edition)

2010-04-12T11:37:00.000-07:00

I wasn't feeling a huge need to post this yesterday, as there were no donations this week. ACK!!!

However, I've got two big fundraisers coming up over the next two weeks, so not all is lost. Or it better not be. I'm still $2,000 away from my goal!

Last week was a great week for the most part...

Monday - 6 miles in 30mph winds with my friend and teammate, Yvette. Then lifted at the gym afterward.

Tuesday - nada

Wednesday - 8 miles with Yvette, Michele, Madison and my darling Fair Weather Runner. I love these ladies. It was a great time! (My Coach didn't show up, as he's a total slacker. I mean, he was preparing for a marathon on the weekend - and did so in 3:30, and is planning to sub-3 hour Boston. What a drama queen.)

Thursday - Mental health day. I needed a break from running. Or a break from fundraising. Not sure which, but as of 9pm Wednesday night, I decided I was "never running again". Maybe I'm the drama queen. Just one of those days.

Friday - Scheduled day off. (Yep, that made 3 days off last week.)

"Slow is Sexy" Saturday - 16 miles. I was feeling it afterward. And yesterday. I feel great today, however. Enjoying nearly every weekend being a mileage PR!

Today I've got 6 miles on tap with Yvette, again.

My husband and I had it out on the weekend with regard to the time the training, the fundraising, etc. takes. I get what he's saying. But I warned him the times will keep getting longer, which didn't thrill him. After the fundraising finishes up, I am going to start running at least an hour or two before the Team starts. That way I can still run with my Team, but can also keep the peace at home. Cutting long run days short isn't an option, so I will work with it however I can. He's quite supportive of what I'm doing, but April has just been tough. Fundraiser after Fundraiser. Long mileage. And maybe it was just one of those times in a marriage where you need to fight it out, make sure everyone is on the same page, and then come out of it stronger. As we have. All is well, now. But I'm still going to start running earlier on long run days.

Oh, and remember when I mentioned that my first Half Marathon is coming up April 25? Well...I neglected to mention is that my training schedule calls for 20 miles that day. Which means that yes, I'll be getting a PR since I've never done an "official" Half Marathon. But it also means I'll be running 7 miles right before the race. Then doing the 13.1 miles. Don't hate on me too much for my slowness. I'm using "Slow is Sexy" Saturday (well, Sunday that week) as my excuse.

Happy Monday!

Sunday Shout Out: Week Eleven

2010-04-04T19:26:00.000-07:00

Incredible that I am 11 weeks into this adventure. For those new to the blog, Hello! My "Sunday Shout Out" is what I've done each week since the beginning and I just show some love to all the people who made donations during the week.

Donations this week:

Mark and Kim are my Uncle and Aunt on my step-Dad's side of the family. Allie and Marcus are their children, and I used to babysit those two! Now Allie is a college girl, and Marcus is a highschooler! When did that happen?! Their family is a fabulous family to call my own. Like the rest of the family, they welcomed my brother, sister and I with open arms, for which I will be forever grateful. Allie is so great with my girls, and they really love her, as do I. And Marcus is so cute, my girls just get all shy around him! Such a nice guy. Gives me hope that when my girls are in high school, there will be nice guys like him around. Thank you all so much for your love and support. I truly appreciate it!

Wayne and Claudia are a truly amazing couple - the link when you click Wayne's name is an amazon listing with the books he has authored. I need to tell a story to explain how I know them. It is a great running story. Actually, this couple had a huge impact on my love for running back in the day. I met them as a 14-year-old at Jim Ryun's Running Camp. (Not familiar with Jim Ryun? Grew up in Wichita. Olympian. Only highschooler for many years to run a sub-4 minute mile. Awesome man. Incredible family...) Anyway, Wayne and Claudia attended the camp the same year I did - Wayne taught me everything I know about fast-twitch vs. slow-twitch muscle fibers. It was Wayne who suggested perhaps a shorter race would be my race (vs. the 2 mile) based on my fast vs. slow twitch muscle fibers! And Claudia is an amaizngly kind and generous woman. I can safely say they are one of the most Godly and honestly good couples I have ever met. And I've been in touch with them for nearly 15 years. They had a huge impact on my life. My running life, my personal life, etc. I'll never forget them. I am so touched they were moved to donate. They probably have no idea just how much of an impact they had on me. Needless to say, I'll never forget them. Thank you both so much. All these years after JRRC, I still admire and adore you. Thank you for everything.

Boot Block Volunteers:

Paige is my sister. Of course I love her! I've known her...well...all of her life. She's a dreamer, and she's a creative soul, and she's got a whole lot of awesome to offer the world. I can't wait to see where she ends up. I know once she's completely plugged in where she wants to be, she'll be incredibly successful. I adore you, Paige, and I love you so much. Thank you for standing on a corner for five hours with me. I truly appreciate you.

Nickki is a friend I've known for...maybe 8 years? And, thankfully, we've become even more close the past two years. She's awesome. And gorgeous. When you look past her outer beauty, you get to see the inner beauty...quite an amazing package she offers! Nickki is just amazing. Those who know her won't argue with that statement a bit. I'm so thankful to know her and to call her my friend. Thank you, Nickki, for taking your ENTIRE Saturday to be with me. She ran the race with me, and stayed the entire five hours of the boot block as well. What a trooper! I hope your back is feeling better, Nickki! You rock. Don't forget it. I love you! Thank you.

Kelli is a friend I met in college. We've always stayed in touch. She's a keeper! I was with Kelli as a "fan" at her first marathon. At that race, I swore I would *never* run a marathon. Ever. (Side story, the girl who watched Kelli's marathon with me also said the same thing - no marathon, no way, no how. We're both doing RnR San Diego through TNT. Crazy how life works out.) Kelli has one of the most amazing hearts ever. She's a world-changer, this woman. Kelli will be in my life forever. I love her. Thank you, Kelli, for showing me that marathons are doable...and that I'm as crazy as you are for wanting to do one. Or two. Or three. You rock, and I love you. Thank you so much for your help yesterday!

People in Wichita who donated at the boot block: You're all awesome. Period. Thank you for teaching me the lessons you taught me.

In Other News:

This entire weekend was awesome. One thing after another. Had a great day today. However, the Easter Bunny broke his leg and couldn't get to our house (bad Mommy and Daddy!) until after we arrived back home from my parent's house. And we all rejoiced that he was all better.

I'm just so grateful today. So many great things happening. If you haven't considered doing a marathon through Team in Training, I would highly suggest it. And I'm not just being crazy because it is important to me, based on my family history with blood cancer. (Though of course it makes it special and important to me...) The people I have met are friends for life - you know who you are! The Team aspect reaches so much further than just running together. I just think coming together for a good cause opens you up in big ways. Just throwing it out there, because it really has been awesome! Consider it.

Have a fabulous week. My first half-marathon is three weeks from today in Wichita. Many of my buddies will be running in OKC at the same time. Oklahoma City would be fun, given the company I would share, and the meaning behind the race. So excited for my "race", though I wish I could be two places at once...

Happy Easter!

Sunday Shout Out: Week Ten (last week's post!)

2010-04-04T18:39:00.000-07:00

Happy Sunday! This post didn't get posted last week. Or maybe it did...but it was showing it as a draft. I am so sorry to all who donated and didn't get shouted out last week! I really had it done and pushed publish...but the internets weren't my friend. I love you all!

Donations this week:

Erica at Run, Mommy, Run! is such a sweet woman. She recently ran her first 5k(s) and even planned to run Tall Mom's Virtual 10k this weekend. I can't wait to hear how fabulous it was for her. She is always so supportive, kind, and generous. I even won a Bondi Band from her in a giveaway! Erica always makes me smile. Having her support is such a gift. Thank you so much, Erica!

Brian is a lawyer who works with my husband. Brian is one of those friends who you know you'll laugh with. He's hilarious! Brian and I traveled to Oklahoma to hear a friend sing very many years ago. We had so much fun riding roller coasters and hanging out. And he's always down for some trash-talking during lawyer-league softball. I appreciate Brian so much, and I'm thankful for a friend who can always put a smile on my face. Brian, you rock. Hope you had a very Happy Birthday! Thank you so much for your support.

Amy is my Mom's cousin. She lost both of her parents to Cancer, and I am proud to honor both of them for her at the marathons. Amy is so funny, and I always remember laughing with her when she would come visit. She lives way too far away, now, and I can't even recall the last time I saw her! But my Mom adores her, and I think that means she needs to plan a trip to Kansas very soon. I'm so thankful for you, Amy. Thanks for the fun memories. Hopefully we can create some more, soon. Thank you so much!

Betty and Dennis are my Aunt and Uncle on my Step-Dad's side of the family. They have four boys who are mostly grown (the last one is in high school!), and Betty is always so great with my girls. I think she's practicing for Grandma duty! (She'll make a great one.) They have always been so welcoming and kind to my brother and sister and I, despite us coming to the family via marriage. I consider them family just the same. I'm thankful to have their love and support. Thank you both so much! Betty, lets get you to my house soon. Thank you again - so much.

In Other News:

Had a decent week, despite lack of blogging and lack of blog reading. All of my daughters threw up all.night.long and it was such a long night last night. I'm going to cut this short and get back to it once I have some rest. Thanks for hanging in there with me!

Oh, and I ran 15 miles yesterday. Awesome! New mileage PR!

"Slow is Sexy" Saturday

2010-04-03T18:58:00.000-07:00

I PR'd today at the Easter SunRun! So much for "Slow is Sexy" Saturday!

Ok, it was my first 10k...so it was a guarantee - but yahoo anyway! My "official" race time was 57:10. (Shaved 7 minutes off the virtual 10k from last weekend!) Negative splits, too. Yay!

Despite the mental anguish I had surrounding the race, it really ended up being a lot of fun. (Thank you all for your helpful hints and words of encouragement!) And as much as I am not competative, I sure got that way when these douchey boys that I passed said, "They're going way too fast. They're going to die at the end and we'll pass them." Needless to say, I didn't let that happen. (Punks.) I will probably always dislike racing, but I can appreciate the fun of it all when it is over.

Megan, Yvette, ME!, Nickki, Madison, Michele

We also had the "Boot Block" today to benefit the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society. Our group raised close to $1000 at our intersection! I am so amazed at the generosity of people. And the people you think would "never" help out turned out being the most giving of all.

Upbeats:

* The Fair Weather Runner (my newest blogger-turned-real life buddy - which I am still completely thrilled about) stopped by to donate and introduce herself and her husband to me. I was so thrilled to see them! Thank you, my adorable friend! I think you are awesome and I'm so excited to get to see you for more than 5.243 seconds next time.

* A man who was completely shady (by all appearances) rode up to my sister and I on his bicycle. We made small talk, and then he talked to us about saving lives by what we're doing with the Leukemia & Lymphoma Society. He thanked us for what we are doing, and gave us all the cash he had. I about cried.

* People are generous and good.

* When you wave and smile at people, people wave and smile back. Feels good!

* While doing a Boot Block, waving at kids is key. I can't tell you the number of times I would wave at a child, they would wave back, and then ask their parents for money to give. Such sweethearts!

Beat-downs:

* The last car of the day was full of kids in the backseat. I waved (as I had been doing all day) and one of the kids made a gun with his hands and shot me. Disturbing. Extremely disturbing.

* I saw sooooooo many little ones (babies and toddlers) not in carseats. Also disturbing.

* (Yelled to me by a random passerby) "Daaaaaaaaaayummmm! Girl, your ass is FAT!" Maybe he meant "Phat"? And if so, maybe this belongs on the "Upbeats" list...

Clearly, the good outweighed the bad today. Standing on a corner (for five hours) asking for money is a really really tough thing to do. It is very intimidating, but also very rewarding. It taught me many lessons about giving. I am so proud to have done my part and helped raise all of that money. Thank you, people of Wichita who crossed through our intersection! (And a big thank you to all of our volunteers - mine included Paige, Nickki, and Kelli. You are all so very kind and I appreciated your help so much!)

Standing on a corner...asking for money. Go Team!

A good day, indeed. My legs are completely exhausted.

Mid-week Thoughts

2010-03-31T18:37:00.000-07:00

1. I am a terrible, terrible, terrible racer. "Races" are what caused my mental anguish to a point that I quit cross country my senior year of high school. And I was decent back then! I have a 10k coming up this weekend - a real one, not a virtual one. The Virtual 10k was fun. The real 10k scares me. It scares me so much that I was driving my running route on Monday and was completely intimidated by every.single.mile. Any tips on how to get past my mental block on racing? I feel better, now, having a few (10) years under my belt and I know I am racing myself, and no one else matters. But, the thought of being in a race situation just makes me want to stop running. I'd rather go do 16 miles, uphill both ways, and in the snow.

2. My children puked starting Saturday night, and it ended yesterday, finally. On my run Monday (the one I was freakishly intimidated over) I went into it feeling tired, gross, and slow. I was sure I was doing 12 minute miles, and I was fine with it. Here were the actual results:

1 - 9:37
2 - 9:22
3 - 8:52 (Huh?)
4 - 11:53 (Oh yeah. Walked a good part of that one after I hit the 5k mark.)

Turned out to be quite a great run. I really needed that. Then I had my bootie handed to myself on a platter in the very easy Yoga class that night. Running before Yoga = Hard.

3. Ran 8 miles with some teammates this morning. Very very windy. Great temperature - upper 50's. I just never knew (or I had blocked it from my mind) what an energy sucker the wind can be. I felt like it was a crawl. And then when the last two miles felt super fast, they weren't. Doh!

1 - 10:16
2 - 10:00
3 - 10:03
4 - 9:57
5 - 11:34 (this was when we stood around taking layers off. Super hot.)
6 - 10:13
7 - 10:14
8 - 9:54

4. While a rough running week, and rough family week with so much sickness, it has been a great week in many other ways...

* My Team is awesome. I'm thankful more and more every day for their support and friendship.

* My Coaches are fabulous. And knowledgeable. And caring. And awesome.

* I hit the $4,000 mark: my original fundraising goal for the Leukemia & Lymphoma Society. I plan to shatter that original goal, and get myself to the $6,500 mark. There is nothing that will stop me. Every dollar raised is a dollar that is going to something so much bigger than myself. I love it. Truly life changing.

* I turned in my "recommitment" paperwork for the Rock 'n Roll San Diego marathon. After I finished filling it out, I breathed a sigh of relief, and felt awesome. I smiled. And got excited! As I folded it up to put it in the envelope, I got quite teary. It was an emotional and intense moment. What an awesome feeling to have come so far. Yay!

* Blogger support has been, and always is, incredible. Thank you all so much for your words of advice and friendship. Warm fuzzies.

Getting my run in tomorrow will be tough. Has to happen sometime, though. Might be late and on the treadmill. Friday is off, and Saturday is the big race. Freaking.Out. We have a "boot block" Saturday afternoon from 11am - 4pm, benefitting The Leukemia & Lymphoma Society. If you're a local and you cross the intersection of Central and Hillside, honk for my Team, and bring some change to throw in our buckets!

Have a great rest of the week!

Tall Mom's Virtual Race for the Cure (10k report)

2010-03-29T08:20:00.000-07:00

My friend and Team in Training teammate, Michele, and I signed up for Tall Mom's 10k. We had 15 miles scheduled to run that day, though, so we dedicated the first 10k of our 15 miles to the Virtual Race. Obviously, going 15 miles total, we were not at all racing our 10k. We were just proud to participate!

Michele's number stood for the date June 26, 2010 - our marathon in Seattle. Whoot! Mine said "In Honor of Dorothy" - she's my mother-in-law and a breast cancer survivor.

After our first 3.1 miles of the 10k. Happy as can be!

Our finish was quite amazing. Look at all of those spectators! (Ha.) The guy on the left in the picture is my Coach who is the incredible runner, who also has the dog that is running her first marathon in April.

We had a lovely 10k. We were excited to have 6.2 miles of our 15 finished!

And finally, with our race bibs on again after 15 miles. (We didn't wear them during our race as we only had two safety pins between us, and it was really windy that day. Slackers!)

We finished our 10k in approximately 1 hour, 5 minutes. We averaged an 11:04/mile for the entire 15, so that was good. My Coach always says you can't run too slow for your long run days. His long runs are typically 4 minutes slower per mile than his marathon pace, so he can't be completely out of touch with reality. I figure that "Slow is sexy" and "Slow is the new Fast" are my new slogans for life. Or at least for the long runs. Who can aruge with that?

Sunday Shout Out: Week Nine

2010-03-21T21:24:00.000-07:00

This was an awesome week. Mentally, physically, etc. I am so thrilled and thankful that I can run again! I even ran my first ever half-marathon!

Donations this week:

Nickki is a friend that I've known for many years, though we've become much closer in our friendship in the past year. She is literally one of the most stunning women I have ever met, and her heart shines through and makes that beauty even more intense. She is awesome. I love to do Yoga with her, I love to spend time with her (when we can!) and she makes me smile and laugh. One of those people you hang out with and then leave with a skip in your step, and thankful for the time together. My little girls love her, too - and she has always been so kind to them. I adore you, Nickki! Thank you for everything.

Tom & Sheri are friends that I knew from Church while I was in high school. Tom is always a joker, and always has a fantastic smile to offer. Sheri and I worked together at the bank for several years, also. Seeing them when I go back to visit is always such a wonderful treat. Sheri always gave (and gives!) the best hugs. They are truly a couple that I will never forget. My life is a little sweeter with them in it. Thank you both so much!

Erica & Jeff are such a fun couple. Seriously. When we get together there are guaranteed laughs! Jeff and my husband played hockey on the same team for a while, and now they are rivals. I love knowing that they can go beat on each other on the ice, and be game to have a beer together all in a short amount of time. Erica and Jeff just moved into their new home, and I am thrilled for them. Despite all they have going on, they were kind enough to think of me and to be proud and supportive of what I have happening. I am beyond thankful and very lucky to know you both. And your gorgeous sons. We love you! Thank you.

Cindy and Scott rock. That's all there is to it. Cindy is one of my Mom's dearest friends from her days of teaching (Cindy is a school psychologist). Cindy is a breast cancer survivor - she has an appointment with the oncologist on the 26th to make sure she's still in the clear. Not only will her name be on my jersey to honor her battle, but so will her sister (Clariece - breast cancer), her sister-in-law (Colleen - breast cancer), her cousin (Diane - breast cancer) and in Memory of her sister, Beverly, who died on 7/30/09 of breast cancer. Pretty staggering info. Cindy came out for a little party we had on Saturday, and I am so thankful she did. I'm so lucky to know her. We're all thankful for you, Cindy and Scott! Thank you so much. I'm proud to have your name on my jersey!

Mike is one of my buddies from grade school! He saw my birthday plea for donations on Facebook, and was kind enough to donate to my cause, in honor of his Grandfather who passed away last year. We reconnected at our 10 year reunion (well, his reunion - I moved before graduation) and then via Facebook. I was truly blown away by his kindness. Mike, thank you so much. So glad to have met you way back in 3rd grade!

Samantha is my cousin. (Making my Uncle Mike her uncle as well, and Clayton her 2nd cousin. Or first cousin once removed? Whatever...) She was the key to our happy marriage after my first daughter was born. Sam was our babysitter once weekly for our date nights from the time K1 was just 6 weeks old. We loved and trusted her and I truly believe she was our angel. Of course, she went out and got married (to Dan, a wonderful guy - we're thankful for him, too!) and continued to babysit...until they decided it was time to have a family of their own. Can't say I blame them, but we truly miss seeing Sam and Dan as often as we used to. They now have two precious boys, and a third on the way. Bless her - she'll have three under three! We just adore them, and need to make a bigger effort to get together. No excuses. Just do it! You guys will always always always have a special place in our hearts and in our life. We love you! Thank you.

Denise. Gosh. I don't even know her! Her donation came along with Samantha's and I just opened it early this morning and haven't had a chance to call to ask who she is! How about the kindness of strangers, though?! Such an incredible thing. Someone out there believes in this cause and believes in what I'm doing so much that they were moved to help. I'm just blown away. Thank you.

In Other News:

That half marathon I mentioned? It was on the treadmill. Yep, Mother Nature messed up our Team run for Saturday morning. I was faced with two choices: hope that Sunday would be a better running day or just do it and get it over with. I started off with 12 miles on the schedule, but decided that if I'm doing this on a treadmill, I deserve to really enjoy it. So I added an extra 1.1 to the schedule, and decided to make a half-marathon out of it. It was flipping amazing! I can absolutely see why people enjoy half-marathons. As it was a long run day, I did keep it slow - probably a fast walk for some of you(!). I set the treadmill to an 11:06 pace (McMillan says 10:53 to 11:53) and didn't go up or down in speed. Got into my zone, fueled perfectly, and honestly had an awesome time. I smiled a lot! Not a stich of ankle pain. Hips got a little tight, and are tight today. I suppose that is to be expected...but what do I know? This was my very first time! I'm STILL pumped!

This truly made me even more excited for the 26.2's coming up. What a wonderful feeling.

Here's to a fantastic week...and no more snow! While the treadmill and I were friends on Saturday, I can't wait to get back with my Team. Have a safe and happy week!

Happy Birthday to Meeeeee!

2010-03-18T21:01:00.000-07:00

Friday is my birthday. I will be (in one hour, from the time of me writing this) 29- years-old. The REAL 29. (If you want a running story, stay tuned. It's going to be at the end of this post after I sort out any age issues I might have.)

I remember when my Mom was 29. That's creepy.

Here's the thing. I am not freaking out about it too much at the moment. But when I stop to think about it...I get freaked out. I mean...I'm as old as my Mom. (Well, as old as she was, anyway. She turned 50 on St. Patrick's Day!)

My Mom and I. (1981)

And believe me...I don't think 40-something is ancient. My husband is in his (mid to late) 40's. However, this is just one of those "weird" years. Everyone says the 30's are better than the 20's. That you come into your own. And honestly, after the way my 20's started out, I think I am going to love my 30's. That said, I remember thinking 29-year-olds were really old.

On the flip side - my 29th year is going to be awesome. My first marathons in June. Traveling to San Diego for the first. Seattle for the second. (I'll be doing my hometown marathon in October, too!) My first major fundraising efforts, which has proven to be a life-changing experience. I'm growing up and loving it. I'm finding out how amazing giving back can be. My daughters are ages 5, 3, and 1. They're getting bigger and it is getting easier to take time for myself. My husband is healthy and still lights my fire. Gotta love that.

Our Family. November 2009

(Photo taken by Chantel at Breathtaking Photography.)

I truly believe that what we experience shapes us into who we are - I try not to look back with any regrets. This year I am choosing to always look ahead. To look forward and to always be sensitive to the battles that everyone is facing.

So, here's to a great year. Freaked about age or not, I'm looking forward.

Now for the running story. I mentioned that Wednesday I would be running with a running rockstar. (Sorry, Coach. Your dog is booting you from me talking about you.) I had the pleasure of running with a dog. A future-marathoning dog, named Pavlov. Her Daddy calls her "Belle". She is a 4-year-old chocolate lab. Pavlov adores running; she has done a 16-miler, and has "no problem" doing 10-12 miles at any time. (I should add that running with a dog that has already done a distance 6 miles beyond my furthest was a very strange experience.) She'll be ready for her first marathon in a month or so...but needs to get some long runs in before then, says her Daddy.

Two days later, I am still trying to wrap my brain around the marathoning dog. Even more crazy...she'll have a faster time than me, by far. (Enter "The Twilight Zone" theme song...) I wish I could tell you about my Coach and his running awesomeness, but I am so thrown by his dog, I can't!

Workout update:

Wednesday: 6 miles (9:50-something pace.)
Thursday: 4 miles (10-something pace, on a treadmill)

I am so so so sore. Thrilled to be back to running - was a rough two weeks without it. 12 miles coming on Saturday - another mileage PR day! It was 65 today...and will be 30 and snowing Saturday morning. Fabulous!

Have a great weekend!

Good News. No, GREAT news!

2010-03-16T18:41:00.000-07:00

Yesterday was my first day back to running in 16 days. I hacked it out on a treadmill, as I was nervous there would be pain. I ~~ran~~ jogged four miles! It brings me great joy to report that it was completely painless. Whatever happened with my ankle is gone, gone, gone. Officially!

Before I got on the Treadmill, a woman in the locker room saw my Team in Training bag and asked what event I am doing, and mentioned that one of her friends just did a marathon with the Team. Then she asked if I am a survivor. While I am not, just hearing that made running even more special. (Because I CAN.)

While on the treadmill, I wanted to focus on my form and enjoy that first run post-injury to the fullest. I didn't take my Ipod (I rarely do when I run. Except on the treadmill.) and I didn't turn on the tv. I concentrated on how thankful I am that I can run. (Or jog. Whatever.) I enjoyed the feeling of running again, and was thankful I wasn't on a bike or the Arc Trainer. It totally rocked.

Other News:

*I purchased new shoes today. Not sure what the "rule" is for changing shoe types/brands, but I didn't really like my other pair. My one-year-old was kind of a punk at the store. She suddenly changed her tune and befriended the dark-haired chick (at First Gear. All the local people know who I am talking about.) and hugged and snuggled on her. That was awesome.

*I CAN RUN AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!! Did you forget that fact?

*Tomorrow I have the unique opportunity to run six miles with a complete running rockstar. Looking forward to sharing about that later this week.

Be safe out there, and be thankful that you can run. Happy Tuesday! Don't forget your green tomorrow.

Sunday Shout Out: Week Eight

2010-03-14T19:47:00.000-07:00

Eight weeks in. Booyah! Shazaam! Score! Whoohoo! 'Twas a week full of me realizing how many awesome people I know. As usual. Plus another week of realizing how many awesome people I have had the pleasure of "meeting" through blogging. I am seriously blown away by all of the support from every part of my life. How lucky am I? Quite lucky, I'd say.

Donations this week:

NY Wolve @ Never Quit, Never Stop came out of nowhere and decided to support my efforts. I hadn't even hunted him down to beg or anything! He's a great guy who is quite entertaining. He has young kids, so can appreciate what I experience trying to fit it all in. Also, he and my husband have lots of similarities - they even attended the same University. I have a feeling they would hit it off. Thanks again for your support. You are appreciated.

Julie @ Julie's Running Blog is a beautiful woman who happens to be a fellow runner. She's a fast runner! Bonus, she's beautiful on the inside, too! Julie has been nothing short of supportive and sweet to me since we "found" each other. Julie is a Mom, and it is great to see how many parents out there have an interest in not just parenting, but also in doing things for themselves. Keeps us all sane, right? Julie, you are awesome. You will smoke me if we ever run together, but it would be fun to at least start a run with you...even if I do finish 30 minutes behind. You rock. Thank you!

Richard and Beth are my Uncle and Aunt who live in Texas. Well, one of the sets that live in Texas, anyway. (I swear, it seems like my entire family is migrating south! Smart people!) Their daughters and I are friends on Facebook. It is so wild because they seem like they should still be little girls...but they're all grown up! Richard and my Uncle Mike (who is a Lymphoma survivor) are brothers. That makes them Clayton's Uncle and Aunt, too. Having the support of people who also love Clayton and Mike so much is just awesome. And incredibly appreciated! Thank you both so much. Love you guys!

Scott and his wife Julie are wonderful. Scott is a partner at the law firm with my husband. I appreciate having their support so much. Julie sent a good luck message along with their donation - even that little acknowledgment and kindness speaks volumes to me. Made me smile and gives me that push when I need it. Thank you both so very much!

Hal and Steph are one of my favorite couples. I have known Hal since before I had kids. He was my client at the gym way back in the day. Steph started training with me post-kids (mine, not hers...but hers, too.) and has since become an incredible friend. We love to get together with them whenever our schedules work out. Having a job like mine is awesome because clients become family, and even better - they become friends. Thank you guys so very much. You are loved!

Rachel @ Make a Run for It is an incredible woman - a California college girl! She has participated with Team in Training for several events, and still runs with her Team in California. The pictures she posts are quite amazing. Nothing like training in paradise! Most exciting of all is that Rachel is considering running her FOURTH marathon in fabulous, sunny, amazing San Diego! I, selfishly, want her to do it. Meeting her would be fantastic! Also, her first marathon was Seattle RnR last year. So of course I was giddy to meet another person who had run that race! Rachel is just fantastic. All around. I truly appreciate her support. Rachel, thank you. And I will see you June 6. Right? Right. (Keep me posted!)

Dan and Val are our neighbors, technically! Same neighborhood, anyway. Dan is a partner at the law firm with my husband. He and Val are hilarious. They have three beautiful kids, and I swear I remember when they were little like my girls! I think this means I am getting old. I absolutely appreciate having your support. Thank you both so much!

Roxi and Joe are my Aunt and Uncle. (My Step-Mom and Roxi are sisters.) Roxi and Joe were having kids back when I was in high school. I cannot belive how gorgeous their two daughters are. Facebook is totally awesome for keeping in touch with family. It just is! I'm so thankful to be in touch and to be able to watch those two beautiful ladies grow up. Thank you Roxi and Joe for always helping to make family gatherings fun. I always enjoyed your family - still do. Sending you love from Wichita!

Rick @ Marathon Man Runs Again is awesome. He reminds me so much of my Dad! Cracks me up, and his commentaries are hilarious! Rick is getting ready to run the New York City Half Marathon. He was recently released from physical therapy (whoohoo!) and now just has to not get injured. I like his style. Not running certain races aren't an option. That is exactly how I feel. Cheers to Rick aka my running Dad. Good luck and hope your back is better ASAP. Thank you so much. Your kindness is so touching!

Monica is a friend I met...gosh...over three years ago. The night I met her I was giantly pregnant, though she claims she had no idea until I told her. Seriously, I had K2 a month later! She was too kind and so much fun. I always joke that when I grow up, I want to be like Monica! She is truly an amazing hostess - can cook and decorate and is incredibly creative. I admire so much about her. Monica is the friend who used Jedi-mind control (laughing so hard right now) to "convince" me to become a Vegetarian. (Back story, a mutual friend suggested, after hearing I had given up meat, that Monica had forced me. As if she went around twisting peoples arms, and as if I am a weak minded little wuss! Neither of which is true.) Anyway, my three year Veg Anniversary is coming up and I have Monica to thank for her support and love while I figured it all out. Thank you so much, Monica and Matt. (And Liam and Maya!) You guys are awesome!

My Aunt Anne lives in Texas. See? My entire family is trying to move to Texas! She is a sister of my Uncle Mike and a Great-Aunt to Clayton. My Aunt Anne has always been incredibly kind and loving. She is generous and helpful and a very sweet woman. I took for granted being able to see her at all family events. Now I don't get to see her as often, and I must insist that all family who have left for Texas get your butts back here. Now. (Was that forceful enough?) Seriously, though. I can't wait for us to all get together again. Sending you a giant hug and lots of love. Thank you so much, Aunt Anne!

Chad and Rhonda are the parents of my 5-year-old's very very very very best friend. At school, our girls are inseperable. I am totally ok with that. We love their family! Many play dates are planned during spring break, and one of these days I am sure our 1-year-olds will love playing together, too. My three-year-old just fits in with everyone and loves their family, too. I am so moved beyond words to have their support. You guys are such a great family and we are thankful we met. Can't think of a sweeter bestie for Kamy. Thank you so much!

In Other News:

What an awesome week! My ankle is 100% pain free, I was reminded again how lucky I am to know such amazing people, the running blogger community has come together and shown me amazing support, AND I saved myself $2,500 by not having the bone scan. Score!

Funny, though. The "no needles this week" joke was on me. I went to the Dermatologist for my skin check and had a mole removed. No big deal. Had the three-year-old with me, and didn't want to be a total wuss in front of her.

I am enjoying the last few days as a 28-year-old. Friday will be my first 29th birthday! Though I hear things keep getting better with age, so I'll just enjoy it all as it comes. Happy Week, everyone!

YES!

2010-03-13T09:34:00.000-08:00

(Thursday's workout was 45 minutes on the Bike. Nothing too exciting.)

Today is awesome. Today I feel amazing after my 120 minutes on the Arc Trainer. My ankle - amazing. My legs - amazing. My mental state - incredible. I wanted to high-five every person I came in contact with. I even had a goofy grin on my face the last 30 minutes! Even now I can't wipe the smile from my face!

Compared to my 10 miles two weeks ago, I am in heaven. I think the key was that I did 10 miles (too fast) two weeks ago, and with my tank on "Empty". Today I experimented with a couple of Clif items.

I started off by having a packet of Shot Gel - mocha flavored - 15 minutes before I started. Honestly, it was quite...sweet. Sickeningly sweet, though if you're a big fan of chocolate, you'll love it. (I would rather spread it all over a cupcake.) Also, it had caffeine, and I don't think I need that. After I hit 60 minutes, I started in with the Shot Bloks - Margarita flavored. I had one every 20 minutes. Looking back, all I would have changed is that I would have started the Bloks sooner. I started getting headachy and feeling rotten about 45 minutes in, and maybe having one would have been good. Even if just making me think it helped. Of course, I am also not used to sucking down a package of frosting pre-workout, either. So I started off feeling queasy anyway.

That said, the second 60 minutes was awesome. And just kept getting better. I was so thankful and pumped that I felt so phenomenal! I cannot wait to get back at it with my Team. Heck, I can't wait to get back to running, period!

Also, my Mom did some Kineseo Taping to me this week. I kid you not. I call it "magic tape" now. My ankle pain was greatly reduced immediately, the next day was just mild, and completely gone as of yesterday. I kept the tape on through my workout today, then took it off. My coach suggested that I make sure it isn't "masking anything serious" (which I don't think it could/would anyway) so I took the tape off, put my recovery socks on, and still - the ankle feels incredible. Not even an inkling of pain. I am pumped!

I am going to try a nice, easy jog on Monday. Everything in me wants to do it tomorrow, but I am going to take one more day off. Patience...I'm learning.

My cousin posted an update on Clayton's CaringBridge website today. He has 22 weeks of chemo left - he was diagnosed two years ago! What a day of celebration it will be when that part of life wraps up for them. That means that by the time I finish my second marathon in his honor, he should have 7 or so weeks of chemo left. That final countdown has to be full of emotion. Anytime I think of Clayton (and I think of him all.the.time) - it makes this training easy. Makes the thought of running two marathons 20 days apart easy. I am so proud to do this for their family.

Looking forward to writing up the Sunday Shout Out tomorrow. This was another week with full of blogger support. You are all awesome! Thank you.

Bone Scan Update

2010-03-10T11:33:00.000-08:00

Perhaps a more appropriate title would be "Lack of Bone Scan Update".

I didn't go through with it. I would venture to say most people in the same situation would opt out of it, too. Here's why.

* I don't think I have a stress fracture
* Doc doesn't think I have a stress fracture
* Hospital called the night before and gave me a heart attack when they said I needed to pay my deductible of $2,500 the next morning!

Honestly, the last part was the kicker. I don't generally keep that sort of money laying around...at least not for tests that aren't 100% needed. Sure, no harm in knowing for sure. But given that I can walk, I can do Yoga, I can bike, I can use the elliptical, etc. etc. etc. all without much pain at all...it just seems unnecessary. That isn't to say that if I was seriously injured or in a more intense amount of pain that I would get it taken care of. But I will not waste money - especially $2,500 - on a scan that, in all likelihood, would tell me all was well.

So, no needles yesterday!

I am taking the rest of this week to continue cardio (without running), then I will see about next week. But I would think I'll be good to go with 2-3 weeks of not jogging, given that it is a "sprain". Have I mentioned that I think it is tendonitis, and not a sprain? As long as it isn't a fracture, it is ALL good.

Wish I had a more exciting update on my training.

Monday: 75 Minutes of Yoga torture (went to the hardest class, accidently) and 80 minutes on the Arc Trainer

Tuesday: 15 minutes stationary bike, 25 minutes stretching

Wednesday: 60 minutes stationary bike

I'm pleased to report my ankle isn't bugging me too much. I'm just trying to be patient so it won't flare up again once I get back to running.

Here's to a great rest of the week! Thank you for all of your support.

Sunday Shout Out: Week Seven!

2010-03-07T20:33:00.000-08:00

Another week passed. Another moment of shock that it was another week!

For anyone new to the blog - welcome! The Sunday Shout Out is my time to stop and thank each person who has donated to the Leukemia & Lympoma Society to help me reach my fundraising goals. While it is long-winded, it is incredibly important for me to do, as each person who donates is not only helping me, but is donating to such an important organziation.

Donations this week:

Travis and Sophie are a darling couple! Travis is a partner at the law firm where my husband works. I rarely get to see them, and haven't even met their darling baby daughter, yet. (No good!) But regardless, it is awesome to have their support. And, if I could look half as put together as Sophie does anytime I see her, I'd be in heaven. She's awesome.

Jim and Janneanne are family on my Dad's side. (Yay family!) I used to see Janneanne when we both worked in the same building, but she has since retired. She is such a wonderful woman, and I am so proud to honor three of her siblings who lost their battles with Cancer. It is an awful thing, but I am thankful I can do this for her. I love you guys!

Meggan and Tyson are my dear friends from McPherson. Meggan and I actually met on a "blind date" of sorts. I had my first baby girl, and wasn't doing too well, mentally. My Mom and Meggan's mom are good friends, but I never knew Meggan because we were never in school together. So, my mom and Meggan's mom knew Meggan and I would be good together as friends, and they set us up. They were right. I adore Meggan and her friendship. She came into my life at a time where I needed an angel and a friend, and she means more to me than I can probably ever put into words. I love you both! Thank you, Meggan and Tyson! Give hugs to sweet Grayson for me.

Duncan and Maggie are relatives on my Dad's side of the family. I talked about their daughter, Kristen, last week in my shout out. I am so incredibly thankful for their support, and it makes me smile that I have such a big, supporive, and awesome family. Also, I sort of teased Duncan on Facebook and (lovingly) called he and my Dad "old guys" - and I think this means he forgives me. Ha! However, he is a Grandpa.... Seriously, thank you both so much. I'm so thankful to have you in my life.

Rod and Pam are friends that I have known a long time. Their daughter, Emma, and I were best friends back in the day. (Third grade!) Pam was always such a loving and kind Mom - and I am thankful to know her, and to still be in touch with their family. They are going to be Grandparents soon! It makes me smile to know that I've had such awesome people in my life, and who are still part of my life. Thank you so much, Rod and Pam!

My Aunt Terri is...well...she's awesome. Mind you, this is not even an Aunt related to Clayton. Despite that fact, she was so touched by what I am doing that she shared it with her boss. Her boss wanted to donate. And one of her coworkers wanted to as well. She went above and beyond and now these two women I have never even met have donated money to help me reach my goal. Mary asked that I honor a high school boy with Lymphoma that she knows, and Millie and Terri asked that I honor the husband of one of their coworkers who has Lymphoma. I am so proud to do this for all of you. Terri, you are a testament to the fact that it just takes one person to create a domino effect. I truly appreciate you sharing this with your coworkers, and I appreciate that you were all so kind. Your email made me cry! You are awesome and I love you. Thank you.

Julian is awesome. He and I have been friends for years - we attended the same high school. I have been broken down on the interstate with him on the way to a concert. Took a theatre arts class and thought he hated me. We have traveled in Europe together. (Best high school trip. Ever.) And because he is a Columbian citizen, we all felt bad each time he was pulled aside and strip-searched (not really) at every.single.airport. Julian is doing his first Century Ride (100 miles) soon, and he also holds the "marathoner" title, too. All around athlete, I'd say. He is an incredible and talented artist, and works for Laika in Portland as a storyboard artist. If you are familiar with the movie Coraline - he worked on it! Julian, you rock. Thank you for always being you.

This week was quite touching, as my new running blogger friend April at Mommy's Fit for the King was kind enough to donate. I have been getting to know April since starting this blog, and she is a beautiful and fun woman. And obviously quite kind-hearted. And she has incredibly precious kids - three boys and a step-daughter. April knows what this means to me after reading my story and Clayton's story. She truly went above and beyond. She is always so supportive and kind, and this just took the cake. Thank you so much, April. I'm so glad to know you!

Bloggers, I'm finding, are an incredibly supportive bunch. I was blown away when I received the donation notification in my inbox...from Lorian at Running Guarantees Sanity! Oh my goodness. Warm fuzzies! Lorian is one of the most kind, most motivating, and most incredibly supportive bloggers out there. Her three sons are nearly the same ages as my three daughters. I'm hoping she'll make her way to Kansas for a race one of these days so we can meet and run together. Well, I'll try to keep up with her, anyway... When I sent a quick email to thank Lorian, she said she couldn't think of a better way to celebrate that I had run my first ever double-digit mileage. How sweet is that? Lorian, you are so fabulous. I'm thankful we keep in touch and I look forward to running with you sometime. I don't doubt it will happen. Thank you again!

Danny is my Mom's cousin - so Clayton and my Uncle Mike makes this quite personal to him. Danny and his wife, Linda, are so kind and supportive. I swear, it seems like I never get to see them! Thankfully for Facebook, we are able to better keep in touch. Danny was always so fun to be around while we were growing up. We all love him so much! Always so funny and kind. I'm thankful, as always, to have such a huge and loving family. Thank you so much, Danny and Linda!

Bill is a hilarious guy. I laugh when I say, "guy" in relation to him...when he greets anyone, even a female, he says, "Hey guy!" Bill and I worked together at the law firm where my husband works. He has since retired, and I obviously don't work there anymore, but he was awesome. One of the best chief operating officers ever. What a fabulous man. He was kind and fun to be around, and I really believe he did a lot of good for the firm. It was nice to work for someone who was so easy to work with. I'm so thankful that Bill was so kind and supportive to me back then, and now as well. Thank you, Bill!

Jim and Bertie are relatives on my Mom's side of the family - this is important to them based on it being in Clayton's honor (and for my Uncle Mike). Bertie is so beautiful. I even have memories of her from when I was really young. I have always loved her speaking voice. She has always stuck out in my mind as someone that I will never forget. Jim and Bertie - I am so appreciative of your support. Thank you so much!

Mike and Shannon are my Uncle and Aunt. You've heard about Mike before - he is the Lymphoma survivor! My Uncle Mike is hilarious. I mean, he is one of those guys who loves to tease and loves to laugh. I grew up loving him, and he still has a smile that lights up a room. I hope it is ok that I share this story. I don't remember too much from when he was going through his treatments. But there is one instance I will never forget. My Aunt Shannon threw a surprise party for him. It was when he wasn't feeling great. I remember him smiling that smile. A while later, I looked over and he was in a chair, bent over with his head in his hands. I don't know why that moment sticks out in my head. Maybe because I knew in that moment how horrid he felt. Or maybe it was just that it broke my heart to see him hurting. Whatever it was, it makes me tear up to think about. He had to go and lay down after that. He got through it, and now he's back to his crazy and fun antics. I'm just so thankful for his life. I really am. I love you both. Thank you so much.

Michelle and JonRoy - well, you've heard a lot about them, too! They are Clayton's Mom and Dad. Let me tell you...when you get a donation from someone who has a son still having chemo for Leukemia, it breaks your heart. And it makes your heart swell up to twice its normal size. And it makes you cry. And it humbles you. And it shows you that they are strong. And it reminds me that they are proud of me. And that, my friends, is all the motivation I need. Michelle and JonRoy - I love you and your family so much. Thank you for the inspiration. Thank you for the support. And thank you for allowing me to do this for Clayton.

In other news:

Whew. This post was not only time consuming, but emotional. So many amazing people, so much kindness, and so many incredible connections. As always, it was worth every minute spent writing it.

This week was a rough one, with no running. I am going to attempt to do the Arc Trainer or the elliptical this week in addition to the bike, and see how it goes. I'm renewed and refreshed and ready to be healed and back at it. But, patience will be worth it.

I have been in contact with one of the Coaches for my Team in Training. He gave me the lowdown I needed to hear before officially deciding to do the RnR San Diego Full just 20 days before doing the RnR Seattle Full. Now that we're on the same page (I needed to hear the facts about the physical risks, I needed him to hear why I want to do this) and now we can work together to get me there. YES!

Missed my Team so much last week. Will miss them again this week. Praying that the week after gets me back where I belong.

I won my first Bondi Band from Erica at Run Mommy, Run! Very exciting to get it and test it out. It will be a great bonus to getting back to running after this little injury. Thanks Erica! Congrats on your first 5k!

Have a great week!

Facing My Fears

2010-03-04T10:48:00.000-08:00

Ok. More like facing my biggest fear.

Needles.

The best news is that after an Xray, I do not have an obvious stress fracture! Whoooopppeeee! Doc thinks it is a sprain and we're treating it as such. One of my friends asked how long before I can run on it. Forgot to ask. My youngest daughter (18 months) was literally rolling around on the floor, which is much more than my germaphobic brain can handle...then she started using my middle daughter (3 years) as a punching bag. So my mind was on other things, and busy celebrating the lack of fracture.

Here's the thing. Now I have to go in for a bone scan to make sure there isn't a fracture lurking around in there somewhere. There is a needle involved to inject dye into my ankle, then sitting for an hour (like a spa day!) and then having the scan done. I have to plan on being at the hospital for three hours (like a LONG spa day!). Let me tell you, the explanation alone made me all light headed and tingly.

Here is how I am framing this in my mind. My fear of needles is quite intense. So intense that I - being the wuss I am - decided childbirth would be much better without an epidural or any other pain meds because heck if I was going to have a needle anywhere near me. It worked out well! Three great births without pain meds. So now that I know a needle will be stuck in my ankle, I am going to think of Clayton. All the needles HE has been poked with. That my cousin now gives him his chemo injections herself. That Clayton is less of a wuss than me.

And I will breathe.

And I will think of that precious little boy braving far more than I have to.

And I will get through it.

And they will give me the all clear that there's no fracture!

Beyond all of this...any clue how long I should bike before running again? I took this week off by force (husband was out of town and we don't have a bike here), so perhaps if I bike through next week, I will be good to go? Or can I still run on it with an air cast? I'm clueless.

Also, I am 86.35% sure that I will do the Rock 'n Roll San Diego marathon, too! So excited! San Diego and Seattle. It feels right.

Double-Digit Saturday!

2010-03-02T17:59:00.000-08:00

TEN MILES. First time ever in the double digits! Whoot!

1 - 10:02
2 - 9:50
3 - 9:33
4 - 9:35
5 - 9:51
6 - 9:35
7 - 9:36
8 - 9:27
9 - 9:56
10 - 9:26
Total Time: 1:37:00

I won't lie. I wanted to croak after mile 7. The pace was really quick for a long run. For me, anyway. When I plug numbers into the McMillan Running Calculator I get that my pace for long runs should be 10:53 to 11:53. So yes, I was dying.

We had our coach tell us about the 100 miler he did (in 17 hours, 27 minutes. He's superhuman.) the second half of the run, so that helped pass the time. But I really think I need to be run smarter and slow it down as the mileage increases. 9-something is great for 6 miles. But 10 miles...wow. Yes, I "can" do it. Obviously. But the cost (much pain in the ankle) might be signaling something.

Honestly, this was the first time I didn't feel amazing afterward. Not even mentally. Proud, sure. I survived! But totally beat down. That has been a hard pill to swallow this week. But the most amazing thing happens - despite feeling down and out, I've received the most incredible notes/emails/comments of encouragement than I have this entire training cycle. It is obvious I needed to hear the words - they have been an incredible source of strength to me. Thank you!

I am forced into resting quite a bit based on my schedule this week, so it truly comes at the perfect time. I am going to ice and rest and get Zero Balanced on Saturday. Considering a massage as well and going to the doc tomorrow to see about some Physical Therapy. Probably not a bad idea, pain or not.

Despite my mental smackdown, I have been so energized with regard to raising money for the Leukemia & Lymphoma Society in Clayton's honor. With that said, I am considering doing the Rock 'n Roll San Diego Marathon June 6th! (In addition to Seattle RnR June 26.) What can I say? I know this mental state is just a temporary blah and that I'll be back to being on cloud 9 in no time. Big decision to make in the next month! There is nothing like saving lives to motivate. Truly.

Sunday Shout Out: Week Six

2010-02-28T19:18:00.000-08:00

I know I say this every week...but I can't believe another week has passed! For anyone new to the blog, the Sunday Shout Out is where I give tell a little about each person who has donated to the Leukemia & Lymphoma Society in honor of my volunteering to raise money and run 26.2 miles. Each and every time I receive a donation, I get all emotional because I know how much reaching my goal means to me, and that each person who donates is also doing a huge thing to honor my cousin, Michelle, and her family. (Her son is Clayton, the little boy in the picture on my right sidebar. He was diagnosed with Acute Lymphocytic Leukemia at age four. He's six now, and though he is in remission, still has many months of chemo to go.) I am so proud to do this in honor of Clayton, and I am so thankful that the blogging community has been so supportive in addition to all of my friends and family.

Donations this week:

Mariah is one of my many beautiful cousins. (She is supporting me, and she isn't even related to Clayton and his family...completely opposite sides of the family!) Her support means so much to me, as she is one of the most passionate people I know. She is strong and sweet and isn't afraid to speak her mind. She also has one of the most amazing singing voices I have ever heard! Hearing words of encouragement from her makes me so proud to do this, as I know she wouldn't just blow sunshine up my butt. (Haha!) So Mariah - thank you. Thank you! I'm thankful to have amazing support from family members.

Michael is someone I've never met. He's the father of Conner, who was the young man who hit my vehicle with his truck when it was icy one morning. Wasn't a big deal, and I didn't even want to have my car looked at. They asked if there was anything they could do for me, and my only suggestion was to help me reach my goal by making a donation. Despite the crazy way it came about, I am incredibly thankful nonetheless. Conner was such a sweet kid. Makes me not so afraid to have all girls if nice boys like him will be around when they're teenagers. Ok, who am I kidding? I am still afraid. But meeting him helped.

Krystal and Patrick are an incredibly special couple to our family. Krystal started babysitting for my girls once a week - gosh - I can't even remember how long ago. When I met her she was boyfriendless, and Kamy announced that Krystal would get married by a certain age. Guess what? She did. And guess what? They had a baby of their own, thus leaving me babysitterless. (But for good reason, of course!) My daughters still ask when Krystal and Patrick are coming over. Psssst! When are you coming over? We love them so much. Having their support melts my heart. I love you guys!

Bob and Cyndy have a special connection to why I am doing this marathon. Clayton is their Grandson! And my Uncle Mike (he is a Lymphoma survivor) is Bob's brother. Obviously this makes them my Uncle and Aunt. While it was a given that I would have their support based on our family ties, I still got teary thinking about what I am able to do in honor of their Grandson. I can't think of a better way to show them how much I care. Thank you so much.

Jeff and Jodi are our neighbors across the back fence. I will be wearing the name of Jodi's Mom on my race jersey. She lost her battle with Lymphoma a year and a half ago. When I read that, I cried. It is incredible that I can honor her Mom in the race, and makes me even more determined to raise the money to help battle blood cancers! The heartache involved is just too much. I am so thankful to live in a neighborhood with great people. (I got lucky in each neighborhood I've lived in!) Thank you Jeff and Jodi.

Ryan is a fabulous cousin (I married into the family through my step-Dad) that I am lucky to know because she is just awesome. I consider her one of my dearest friends. She is married to Mark and they have a precious son named Brendan. I will be honoring Mark's Dad at the marathon by writing his name on my jersey. He recently started chemo and has a long road ahead. I know how much this hurts them. What I am doing by writing his name is such a small thing, but it has so much meaning to me. Because, as I always remind myself, someone battling cancer is going through something much much much more difficult (no comparison, really) to my 26.2 miles. I love you Ryan, Mark, and Brendan!

Ken and Margo are so much fun. Ken is a partner at the law firm where my husband works. We had a work-related event at their home last year that was one of the most fun nights of my entire year! They are such an adorable couple, kind and hilarious, too! I rarely like dogs, but I like theirs. Weird! Thank you so much for your support. You are both awesome.

Dan and Sheryl are our next-door neighbors. I have barely had a chance to get to know them, but already they have been so supportive and helpful since we moved here. They have all girls, so of course I have a connection in that way! I can't wait for the weather to warm up, as I am sure we'll run into them more often once it isn't too bitterly cold to leave the house. Dan and Sheryl - thank you!

Angi and Greg are my step-aunt and uncle on my step-Mom's side of the family. Angi is so fun and is the oldest sister of FOUR girls. I haven't been able to hang out with their family in years, which is a bummer. But oh my goodness, they are all hilarious! Their son Brock, who I swear was just a little kid when I first met him, is now in med school! I think this makes me 'old'. I truly appreciate their support, despite not having even gotten together in so long. Gives me warm fuzzies! Thank you Angi and Greg!

Kristen is my cousin (or second cousin, I guess...) and is married to Chad. They recently moved to Washington State, so I am keeping my fingers crossed they can make out to Seattle in June for the marathon! Kristen is having a baby boy soon - he is their first and this time is so special for them. Kristen has always been a great friend. She and I even "paged" at the State Capitol for her Aunt when we were younger. I will never forget that day. Such an awesome experience for us to have together. Love you, Kristen (and Chad! And baby Jonathan!)

Nicole is one of my dearest friends from high school. Now she is all grown up and is a Dentist! We lost touch for many years, but were able to reconnect again 6 months ago. It was as if we hadn't lost touch at all. She is a gorgeous woman, full of love and life. And single! (Douche bags need not apply.) Seriously, though...this woman is truly awesome. I'm lucky to call her a friend, and I miss her terribly. She's in New Orleans finishing up her her schooling for her specialty, and then...maybe she'll move closer to me. I can only hope! Love you, Nicolla! (For Nicole, I will be honoring Pam.)

Faith and Scott. I love them. I met Faith while we attended Wichita State back in the day. She and Scott now have two adorable boys, and I cannot imagine not having her in my life. She is hilariously competative - I say it lovingly! - and incredibly beautiful. And she runs fast! She did her first marathon in less than four hours. Holy speed demon! She just recently had her second son, so she's aching to get back to running. For now, she allows me to talk her ear off about it...and I think she enjoys it! I am so thankful to have their support, despite being busy with two kids and building a house. You are awesome and I love you!

Stacy is one of my favorite teachers from high school. I'll never forget meeting her. It was one of my first classes my sophmore year. A new school in a new city. I, of course, was sure my life would be over. I walked into her class (metal crafts) and had so much fun! She was so fun. Strict and fun. Is that possible? She pulled it off. I went on to take at least one other class from her and we've stayed in touch pretty well even after I graduated. To this day, I still have urges to make glass beads, and to do stained glass projects. I'm thankful she instilled a love for these things in me. And any cute pictures I take of my girls are compliments of her photography class. You rock, Stacy! I will be honoring Stacy's grandmother on race day. Thank you so much.

Natalie is yet another neighbor, only she's a tiny bit further away. Natalie was immensely helpful before, during, and after our move to the new 'hood. She shared with me the story of our neighborhood. What it was before. What the vision was for the neighborhood. And how it came to fruition. Her father-in-law was the man with the plan. He died of cancer many years ago. But she told me - and I believe this - that she is positive he would be proud of what our neighborhood has become. I'm sure he's looking down and smiling to see his vision carried out. I'm proud to wear Larry's name on my jersey for Natalie and Kyle. Thank you so much for everything.

Tena and Ken are a fantastic couple I met right before Scott and I got married. To be honest with you, I beat them both up at the gym! They are clients who have become friends through the years. I still train Tena to this day. When I mentioned last week that a client had lost her Mom to cancer, it was Tena I was talking about. I am beyond proud to put the name of an amazing woman on my jersey. Myrna will be represented and will have a special place on race day. My heart aches for them right now, as this loss is such an awful one. I'm thankful Myrna was such a strong and amazing woman...it is clear why Tena is as strong and amazing as she is. Thank you so much. Thinking of you and your family daily. Love you.

Michele is Scott's step-Mom. I suppose that makes her my step mother-in-law? She is a great woman. She was one of 15 or so at our wedding in Jamaica. She liked it so much, she has gone back multiple times. Michele lost her husband (Scott's Dad) to esophageal cancer in the late 90's. I never met him, but have heard nothing but good things about the wonderful man he was. Jim will have a very special place on my jersey. I wish my girls could know their Grandpa. He was a great hockey player, and loved the sport. I know he would have loved today's hockey game - Team Canada! (He was Canadian, after all!) It is strange. I miss him and yet I never knew him. Regardless, having Michele's support makes me proud and honoring Jim is pretty awesome, too. Love you, Michele!

Skye and Jason are friends that I've known since high school. Technically speaking, Jason is the brother to Lex, who was one of my best friends. They are the son and daughter of Phil (who I am honoring - he died from Melanoma) and Sharylyn, who I shouted out to previously. Skye is Jason's wife, and she is so hilarious. I have so many memories of laughing and laughing with her when I was in high school! They have a beautiful daughter who is lucky enough to get to spend lots of time with Grandma Sharylyn. In addition to honoring Phil, I will be honoring Amber, also. I am so thankful for you guys. Ok. Now I'm getting weepy all over again. Thank you so much.

Dale is a partner at the firm where my husband works. He and his wife Lynn are a great couple. My favorite memory of them is when we were at the Washburn School of Law 100 year anniversary celebration. Bob Dole was the keynote speaker. I brought along my Britney Spears dvd for Bob to sign. (What? He was on the dvd in the Pepsi commercial he did with Britney!) I think they thought I may have been a little crazy, but hey - we got the signature (yes, I own a Britney dvd with Bob Dole's autograph!) and I think they've learned to accept and love that I'm just me. Dale is a runner, too, and I think he should do a marathon with me sometime. Might finish a few hours faster, though. Thank you for your support!

Last, but not least, are Mike and Melinda. They are good friends with my Mom and Step-Dad. Their oldest son is best friends with my brother. They have always been around, from the time my Mom and Step-Dad got married. They've seen me as a runner in high school, as a cheerleader in high school, at my wedding reception, and whenever we are able to see them, it is always great. They are a wonderful couple, and they have two daughters, as well, who have grown up to be wonderful women. All this reminiscing makes me feel really old. Thank you so much, Mike and Melinda!

In other news:

Ahhhhh. Another one of those two-hours posts that make me weepy and emotional. I think it is a great thing to stop and think and type about every person who is supporting me. Feels amazing. (Don't fret. Mrs. Manners is also sending hand-written thank you cards, thankyouverymuch.)

Oh, just a side note: I ran TEN miles Saturday! First time ever in the double-digits! Whoop! Whoop! My ankle hates me, but I'm not too sore otherwise. I'll take it! Stats to come tomorrow. Goodnight!

Awesome x 2

2010-02-26T09:26:00.000-08:00

The same group from the Wednesday early morning (cold) run gathered again on Thursday for a four mile adventure.

Silly me tossed out the idea of mile repeats. We warmed up a mile, then did a mile fast, then gave up and said "We're not doing that again." It was good to get out of our comfort zone, and it truly shows me that what I struggle with may be exactly what I need. I'm sore.

1 - 10:21
2 - 8:10 (It hurt. A lot.)
3 - 10:44
4 - 10:24

The good news is that the 10 minute miles felt so easy compared to our "normal" 9-something miles. So I must be improving. Either that, or 10 minutes just felt way easy compared to the 8:10! I have to admit, it was nice to know what I am capable of.

That said, all of you who are working to qualify for Boston AMAZE me! I cannot imagine keeping a pace in the 8's for 26.2 miles. Hats off to you, rockstars! It is truly amazing to think about your speed!

Today is rest day. I love it. I needed it after yesterday. I am so excited for the Team in Training run tomorrow! So nice to enjoy the company of everyone in the big group. Go Team!

Awesome.

2010-02-24T07:45:00.000-08:00

I asked some of my Team in Training buddies to meet me at 5 this morning to run. I was quite pleased that they agreed...and without much convincing at all!

As soon as I woke up, I checked the weather. After my mistake of not dressing with enough layers last week, I know it is important to check. 19 degrees. Gulp. Windchill: 14 degrees. Buck up, sunshine! You're doing it!

We had a group of six. My friend Nickki who never runs early. Who had never run 6 miles before. Who doesn't run in the cold. Sonya is doing RNR San Diego. She alleged last week that she's training for the full, but only doing the half. We peer pressured her into doing the full. Go Sonya! (Sonya's boyfriend ran with us as well.) The "Seattle Team" was represented as well - not just by me, but with Yvette and Michele, too. Seattle RNR is a first for all three of us.

Nickki, Sonya, Me, Yvette, Michele

The run was great. Mentally I was a bit foggy for at least 3 or 4 miles. After that, I was finally able to relax in and enjoy the run. And Nickki was a total rockstar. Survived the cold, the early running time and ran a mileage PR. Go Nickki! She ended up with ice in her hair, which was quite humorous.

1 - 9:56

2 - 9:26

3 - 9:52

4 - 9:30

5 - 9:28

6 - 9:24

Here is a second shot of our group. I have some sort of mental disorder that makes me think I am about 4 inches taller than I actually am. It isn't until I see evidence in a picture that I realize that I am, indeed, short.

Thanks for the inspiration, running buddies - in person and in blog land. You all rock.

*I also got in my workout yesterday. I biked 10 miles. No Yoga, though. Girls night out dinner, instead. My ankle felt pretty great this morning, so maybe taking a day off from running to cross train is a good call.

Monday, Monday

2010-02-22T14:12:00.000-08:00

I have a confession. In addition to taking off Friday last week, I also took Thursday off. I was truly afraid I had done some damage to my ankle. I literally rested, iced, compressed and elevated for two days straight. And every day since then. The good news is that while it hurts (still) - once I get a mile or two in, things warm up and loosen up and it feels totally fine during the run. I think my calves are extremely tight, and it is throwing my lower leg out of whack. Not in a shin-splints way, just in a weird ankle-bone-and-heel-bones-feel-like-they-are-going-to-explode way. But it is all good. As long as I can run and not be in pain, I'm totally fine! Heck, even in pain it will get done. Those who know me well know I have zero pain tolerance. None! So for me to push through and not give up is a huge testament to being inspired and knowing the bigger picture is much more important than some aches and pains.

Saturday was a big day for me: my furthest distance run in 14 years! As a freshman in high school, I had a 7 mile practice one day. And now, 14 years later...I ran 8 miles. Score! I didn't intend on running 8, I was scheduled for 6. But my San Diego Marathon buddies talked me into it, as they are 3 or so weeks ahead of me. I can absolutely tell that at that mileage, I need nutrition/calories. Maybe it makes me a wimp...but I could tell that I needed it.

Here are the stats of the 8-miler:

1 - 10:02
2 - 9:39
3 - 9:35
4 - 9:54
5 - 9:57
6 - 9:45
7 - 9:32
8 - 9:39

I'm quite impressed with myself. It is so helpful to have a group of people (that I really like!) to run with.

Sunday I jogged/walked an easy 2 miles.

Today I jogged 4-5 miles (more than four, probably not a full 5) on an indoor track. We ran for at leat 48 minutes, but completely lost count, as 10 laps is a mile. It was fun, though, and that is always great for my mental health. Thanks for the great run, Kelli!

Tomorrow I am going to bike and hopefully get to my Yoga class. I would like to lift, also.

Wednesday is exciting for me, as some of my teammates are meeting me for a 6 mile run at 5am. I am thrilled to not do it alone! They've even agreed to Thursday morning at 5 as well, since I don't have clients this week. So excited!

Great week so far...and it is only Monday. I've got a good feeling of things to come!

Sunday Shout Out: Week 5

2010-02-21T19:06:00.000-08:00

Five weeks in already? That is crazy talk. And getting ready to start my fourth week of training?! What a journey this has been already. The generosity shown to me as a volunteer for The Leukemia and Lymphoma Society has far exceeded my expectations. I certainly have an awesome network of friends and family. You are all incredible! Not to say I expected any less of you in that regard! You are the ones giving me strength. And little Clayton? I know that one day when he looks back and reads of your generosity in his honor...he will be just as amazed as I am right now. Thank you, thank you, thank you!

Donations received this week:

As a note, in case there is confusion...Yes, I am raising money for a society specific to blood cancer. However, I will be writing on my jersey the names of all individuals in my life and in the lives of my family and friends who have battled any type of Cancer. Because anyone who has battled Cancer is going through/has gone through much worse than I will in my journey to 26.2.

Barry and Janet are our neighbors from our old cul-de-sac. They lived right next to us and have a really incredible fish pond in their back yard. It was gorgeous! They were always so sweet to the girls - so much so that the girls still ask when we can go see Barry and Janet. I'm thankful for the time we had living next to them, despite the fact I was in such a fog the entire time (3 kids in less than 4 years!) that I wasn't able to be quite as awesome of a neighbor back. I think they forgive me. Thank you so much, neighbors!

Sharylyn and I go way back. Her daughter, Lex, and I were very close in high school. Sharylyn was like a second Mom to me. Hilarious and kind. Funny and sweet. Phil was Lex's Dad and Sharylyn's husband. I can say that there are some people that I will never forget. In addition to their entire family, Phil stands out as one of the men in my life who truly touched my heart. He was an amazing man. Phil lost his life to Melanoma. Phil is the reason that I will always stay on top of my skin checks with my dermatologist. And the reason that the atypical moles I had are now gone. He was taken much to early. But he fought incredibly hard, and never once stopped caring, loving, praying, and living. His funeral was an incredible day. Incredibly awful, because losing someone so important in your life is so painful. But incredibly touching/amazing/inspiring at the same time. He was a good - no, a great - man. It is a true honor to put Phil's name on my jersey in Memory of his life. Sharylyn, thank you so very much for your donation. Your family is immensely special to me. I'm thankful for you!

Matt is a lawyer at the same firm where my husband works. His wife, Polly, has already completed a marathon through Team in Training. Go Polly! I was reading an article recently about a woman who does multiple Team in Training events (she is one of my coaches). As I continued reading I got to a part that talked about a woman who is her coworker who did a marathon as well - it was Polly! There were great quotes from Polly about her experience. That got me really excited! To have their support means so much to me. I love having someone I can go to who has been there, done that. Thank you so much!

John and Sheri are like a second set of parents to me. Their daughter, Hannah, and I were inseparable our last years of high school. The similarities between Hannah and I were freaky. Our first name, our Moms both had babies within months of each other (Hannah's mom the end of our junior year, my mom the begining of our senior year), we have blonde hair, everyone got us confused, etc. We may as well have shared families! Hannah and I would go to her house at lunch, often. Sheri made the best potato soup. Ever. I still crave it. I always admired her ability to just whip something up so effortlessly. She also gave great advice. What a great woman! Sheri is still a special part of my life, as is their entire family. Though Hannah and I lost touch for a while, getting back in touch with her (and thus, with Sheri) has been a blessing. I love you guys! Thank you!

Connie is one of Scott's partners at the law firm. She and her husband, Steve, are way fun. Connie is an incredible athlete, and doing this marathon training made me think of her because I can absolutely see her doing this. Only she would kick major butt! She is gorgeous and kind and someone that I always have enjoyed. I truly appreciate your support! Thank you both so much!

Suzanne. Ah, Suzanne. She was one of 15 or so people at my wedding. (We were married in Jamaica, mon.) First and foremost, Suzanne is a survivor! She beat cervical cancer! Her name will have a special spot on my jersey. I am so pleased to pay her this honor. Suzanne means so much to me. She and her daughters have a very special place in my life. Suzanne wasn't married to him at the time, but "Vinny" was Scott's best friend. He was killed in a car accident while I was pregnant with our second daughter. Their entire family still means so much to us. Having her support brought me to tears. Suzanne, I love you. Don't forget it.

Bill and Eleanor are my great uncle and great aunt. His brother was my Mom's Dad. I never got to meet my Grandpa, he died when my mom was just seven years old. But, I do know that if he was anything like Bill, he was a fabulous man. They have always been a source of fun and happiness in my life. They have great kids - it always makes me smile knowing that cousins (my mom and their kids) stay close. Thank you so much, Bill and Eleanor, for your love and support! I'm proud to do this for Clayton and for Mike.

My Grandparents (Grandma and Grandpa "H") were incredibly kind - their donation is so very much appreciated! My Grandpa is a survivor of colon cancer, so his name will be placed with love on my jersey as well. My Grandma wrote a "memories" book several years ago, and I was able to get a copy of it for myself very recently. Reading all about her life and random memories and stories was and is so special to me! Funny stories of she and Grandpa meeting, falling in love, and their life together just touched my heart! They are both amazing people. I'm thankful and lucky to be a part of their family. I love you both so very much!

Jack is a partner at the law firm where my husband is also a partner. He and his wife, Susie, were incredibly kind to donate and help me reach my goal. I used to see Jack all the time when I was a runner for the law firm. (FYI, that means I ran their documents, etc. around town. Not that I was a "runner" like I am trying to be now...) While I have rarely seen them in recent years, I am touched to have their support. Thank you!

Rob is a friend from long ago. Scott and I both knew him independently before we got married, but he's our friend together, now, too. He's a great guy! I'm thankful to have his support. Rob shared that his Mom is currently battling lung cancer. I'm proud to wear her name on my jersey, so a Son can honor his Mom. Rob, my prayers are with your Mom and with your entire family. Thank you again. It means so much to me.

Todd and Trish are one of the most fun couples I've met. Trish works at the law firm where my husband works, and she and I used to be buddies back when I worked at the law firm, too! We are still buddies. Trish is gorgeous and kind and, did I mention that she's gorgeous? She's got a heart of gold, and she and Todd are awesome. Trish shared that her Mom died of Cancer when Trish was just 19 years old. Broke my heart to read this, but it makes me proud that I can pay tribute to her Mom's life by writing her name on my jersey. If Trish is anything like her Mom was, I know she was an amazing woman. Thank you, Trish and Todd! I miss you guys!

Carol and Donna are two people that I was lucky enough to meet because my mom and my step-dad met and fell in love. Despite the fact I was "married in" to their extended family, I have never felt like I wasn't 110% a part of the family. Carol was the Athletics Director at the high school I attended three years, and when my life was soooo over because I had to move there - he was a big help in plugging me in with the cross country team. Which all comes back to right now...as I'm running again. So Carol, if you read this - I partially blame you for this insanity. And I love it! You are both so awesome and I'm thankful for any time we are able to spend together. Can't wait to see you again. Thanks for always being so loving and supportive. You rock!

Joe and Amy are a gorgeous couple. Inside and out. I met Amy through a mutual friend who thought she and I would get along. And we did! They have a precious son named Evan who was born just 10 days after my middle daughter. Amy makes me smile. We even walk-jogged together at the gym for my recovery day this morning. Bless her for meeting me much earlier than she would have preferred! I'm thankful to know two great people who have a pretty awesome little boy, too. You are all so special to me - and my entire family! Thanks for being you. Don't change a thing - I mean it. Thank you so much for your love and support!

Last, but not least this week - Greg and Michelle. I always love receiving their Christmas card because as I watch their two daughters grow each year, I think about my three girls growing. The "sisters" aspect is so special to me! Greg is a partner at the law firm where my husband is a partner. While I feel like I should see them way more often than I do - we live pretty close to each other - I rarely have the chance. However, they are always so kind and fun when I have been around them in the past. Thank you for your support and donation, Greg and Michelle!

In other news:

This post just "officially" took me two hours to write! How awesome is that?! I wouldn't change a minute of it for the world. Taking the time to reflect on each person who has made a donation and shown their love and support for me is nothing short of fabulous. Again, I have some amazing people in my life! Thank you all for the inspiration and lessons on being generous.

With that said, the mileage update will just have to happen tomorrow. This tired mama needs to sleep, pronto! Have a happy week!

Mileage Update/Yoga/How cold is too cold to run?

2010-02-17T07:27:00.000-08:00

My heart is heavy today. I got word that one of my clients lost her Mom to pancreatic cancer. She's had a quick and rough battle, and took a turn for the worst a few days ago. Today I am holding her family in my heart. Myrna will have her name on my jersey at the marathon. No, it wasn't a blood cancer - but anyone who has battled cancer of any kind deserves recognition. Today's run was dedicated to Myrna.

Do me a favor and hug your Mom today. Or at least call to tell her you love her. Or remember something you love(d) about her. If you don't have a Mom for whatever reason, just take a second to remember how lucky we are simply to be alive.

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On a much lighter note...

I skipped out on running and/or biking yesterday and opted to head to my favorite Yoga studio. (All classes are drop in and just $5. Whoohoo!) It was a wise choice. I started off tight and stiff and sore and left feeling taller and lighter and more stretchy. I am ga-ga for Yoga. I took a long hiatus and it was clear last night that I will be committing again once a week.

Monday: 2 miles, then another 3 miles (lifted weights in between)
Tuesday: Yoga!
Wednesday: 6 miles

This morning I got up and wanted to cry at the thought of doing my run on the treadmill. I didn't have a hard time getting up, but I was having a rough time mentally knowing I was about to pound out 6 miles in one spot. I decided to do something about it...I ran outside! It was cold. Very cold. Stupidly, I left off a long sleeved thermal that I've been putting on when it is cold. It was also less than 30 degrees. I was bargaining with myself the entire time. Just go a mile and see how you feel. You can go back to the gym and finish there if you want. Just do three miles. Ok, you're at four, just finish five. Alright, at this point you should just finish the last mile since your schedule is calling for six today. It was great!

Did you know the Garmin will actually do 1 mile splits instead of one giant 6-mile split? Just kidding - I know you know that. But I just figured out how to set it up yesterday. Now I can report that my splits were: 10:42, 9:29, 9:22, 9:31, 9:36 and 9:00. Like I said, it was a rough start. So cold and my ankle felt like it was going to explode. Clearly things got better as I chugged along.

Also, there was a light pole that I ran past 4 times and it turned off the first time I ran by, then back on the second, then off again the third, and on again the fourth. Instead of freaking me out, it made me calm and relaxed. Maybe someone was watching out for me.

The real treat was when I got home and got in the shower. My butt and legs were an evil, fiery red! It was obvious where my sweat got trapped on my pants and froze my skin. Nice. I'm thinking those super early 20 degree runs will now require tights under my pants. Finally, 3 hours later my skin has mostly returned to its normal shade of pale.

Looking forward to one more run tomorrow, and then a day off. And I get to see my Team on Saturday! Have a great rest of the week!

I take it back...

2010-02-15T18:27:00.000-08:00

Ah. Nothing like eating crow.

One of my running buddies asked if my knees ever hurt. I asked for a specific spot on the knees. She pointed and I said, "Nope, not there." Guess what ached Saturday afternoon...

Another running mate asked about my calves being tight. "Nope, no tightness." Guess what aches and needs some serious stretching and a major rubdown today? I'll be spitting feathers for weeks with all the crow I am eating.

I was just celebrating two or three days ago about the soreness being gone; but the run on Saturday spanked me into submission! I am quite stiff and sore. I'm thankful for it, though. Reminds me that I worked hard, and there aren't many feelings better than that.

In other news:

Who knew a Garmin could be so cool?! I've had it since Mother's Day - coming up on 2 years! And finally today I got it set up to transfer the data to my computer. Did you know it shows you a map of your runs? Of course you knew that, you tech-savvy Garmin owners. I am beyond impressed and excited. What a great tool!

Tomorrow calls for 0-3 miles. If my first client doesn't show up at 5:15am, I will be biking instead of running. Figure a little cross training is in order at this point.

The weather was so nice this evening, I nearly went out for a run! Had I not had a great run already this morning, I would have been all over it. Looking forward to the weather getting nicer and nicer. Come on Spring!

Sunday Shout Out - Week Four

2010-02-14T11:02:00.000-08:00

Four weeks in, already? Time has been flying. I cannot begin to tell you how thankful I am to do this in Clayton's honor. His experience has changed the way I think about many things in general. I feel a tiny bit guilty that I am getting all kinds of joy and personal growth from this process. I am getting in great shape, met some awesome friends that I get to run with once a week, every day I wake up feeling full of life, I am more thankful for things daily, etc. The list goes on and on. It is incredibly rewarding and humbling all at once. Plus, I am having FUN!

Donations this week:

Amy is a partner at the law firm where my husband is also a partner. He and Amy are the superstar recruiting duo for the firm. Amy is beautiful and always fun when I have been around her. I knew her husband, Gary, back in the day when I worked for the law firm. I always called him "The 401k Guy". Thank you both so much for your generous support. Makes me smile!

In other news:

Yesterday flew by! I didn't even update my mileage as I typically do on Saturday. Here is what the rest of the week looked like:

Thursday: 4 miles (plus .25 warm up and .75 cool down)
Friday: REST
Saturday: 6 miles (plus 1 mile cool down)

The team run on Saturday was quick. I ran with my normal group and it caused me to rethink my tempo run from last week. It must have been rough Thursday because I had been puny and sick a few days prior. And I was on a treadmill. And by myself. We did our six miles on Saturday with an average 9:30 mile! I was beaming afterward - it felt so amazing! I am so thankful to have a great group to run with. We're all in the same boat and they make the time fly by. That said, perhaps I am selling myself a bit short on what I can run.

Speaking of tempo runs, I am going to ask my friend Kat's future husband (hi Darrel! Hi Kat!) if he would do a guest post here about the science behind the tempo run. He had some great information that he posted in the comments section and I am sure his information would help anyone else who is interested. To me, the "comfortably hard" description is similar to the Rate of Perceived Exertion chart. Charts and descriptions confuse me because when I think I'm working hard, chances are I am just being a wimp. As was proven with what I thought was a tempo run not being far off my long run mileage time. I am much more able to understand the science and/or the range my heart rate needs to be in.

Saturday was truly awesome and makes me look forward to logging all sorts of miles with my new friends. Go Team! Here's to a great week to everyone. Oh, and Happy Valentine's Day!

You make me smile, Thursday.

2010-02-11T12:34:00.000-08:00

Thursday is such a fantastic day. It is my new favorite day of the week!

Here are 10 things I love about today:

10. I got up early, got a "tempo run" in. What I think is a tempo run, anyway. I'm still confused. I used an online tool and plugged in some numbers and based my time on their calculations. I did a short warmup (walked .25 miles) and then followed it with 3 miles at 9:15 pace. It was rough! Then jogged another mile at 10:45 pace. I am proud because I wanted to stop and run far away from the treadmill. And yes, 9:15 is slooooow for some of you little speed demons. I was running thinking "I cannot believe I used to be able to run a sub-seven minute mile."

*Can anyone out there tell me if that was a "tempo run"? Or am I supposed to do another slow mile ahead of the faster pace?

9. I came home and had a shower. Yay for showers post-workout!

8. At 7:00am I was thrilled knowing that there will be no running for 48 hours. While I do love it, it is nice knowing that a REST day is ahead! And I survived this week of running!

7. I am having a beer tonight.

6. I don't have to get up at 4:15 tomorrow. Always a great feeling.

5. My sickness is gone! A slight cough lingers on, but I don't feel run down at all. Score!

4. My husband actually smiled today. (He has a herniated disc that has really messed him up mentally - and physically too, obviously. It was nice to see some joy from him for the first time in two weeks.)

3. During my run this morning, I was getting pretty desperate for something to get me through it. I imagined that the body builder next to me was listening to Lady Gaga. Then I shared with him afterward that I was thankful he could (unknowingly) provide comic relief during a tough run.

2. I am so thankful that I can do this. The soreness is gone! Not that long ago, I would go for a six mile run because I wanted to get back into running. Then I wouldn't run for two months because I was so sore. Now I am doing multiple 6 miles runs in a week. It is awesome.

1. I have learned to appreciate the process. This ties in with number two. In high school, I could run - not the fastest, but not the slowest. My senior year, I let the mental game get to me too much, and I quit all sports. I'm thankful that the past 10 years have given me more mental toughness than I had back then. I may not be as fast as I used to be, but what marathon training requires mentally wouldn't have been possible back then, either.

I can't help but smile! What a perfect day.

Just a touch of Sickness.

2010-02-10T11:24:00.000-08:00

This week has been much more of a doosey! The little girls must have coughed in my face one too many times. I got my mileage in Monday...but felt so puny that I took a "sick day" on Tuesday. I rested and chugged Emergen-C and hoped for the best. I was so thankful that my training scheduled called for 0-3 miles, so I haven't messed myself up with regard to getting my runs in. I got up this morning determined to get my six miles in (schedule called for 4-6), and I did...technically. If I include my warm up/cool down walking.

Amazingly, I felt better while running than I have any time in the past two days. Yesterday I even longed for a nice, easy two-miler. I have to remind myself sickness happens and it is best to rest when your body is telling you to. Especially when the training schedule allows for it! What I definitely do not want is prolonged sicknesses due to being a dummy and not listening to my body.

Mileage this week:

Monday: 5 miles (plus .25 warm up and .75 cool down)
Tuesday: REST
Wednesday: 5 miles (plus .25 warm up and .75 cool down)

I think I have finally answered the question of whether or not to include my warm up and cool down in my mileage. When the training schedule calls for a range of mileage, I am counting it. When it calls for a specific number, as starts next week on one of the days, I will not count it. I will still type it out, though. Heaven forbid my OCD self messes up a "list". Ha.

In other news:

I am a winner! I won a fabulous pair of Recovery Socks (in fuchsia, thankyouverymuch) on Melanie's blog: Tall Mom on the Run. Thank you for the great giveaway, Mel! And thank you to the folks at The Recovery Sock for providing the swag! I am excited to test them, especially as my mileage increases!

Sunday Shout Out: Week Three

2010-02-07T16:05:00.000-08:00

What a great week! Got all of my runs in. Had our first Team run. Tried out more running socks. Found out that Target carries "Sharkies" and also carries Clif "Bloks". Nice to try a package before buying multiple packages. (In defense of GU - I've never actually tried it. But I'm not sure I can handle the texture. I will try it at some point...I promise.)

On to the Shout Outs for this week.

Debra and her husband were my youth group sponsors at the Lutheran Church I attended through most of high school. They moved to Colorado and it left a big hole in my heart. I'm so thankful to have kept in touch with their family since then, and more recently it is easy thanks to Facebook. I always used to call them "Mommy and Daddy", though they didn't have kids at the time. Now they have a beautiful daughter. I always knew they would be great parents! Deb participated in a Team in Training marathon in Colorado, and she was kind enough to be proud of me and my efforts. Thank you so much, Deb! I'm thankful for the influence you had on my life. You guys are still so special to me!

Mignon is awesome. I knew she was awesome in general, and then in talking with her recently, I learned she is quite the marathon rockstar, too! She has been a wealth of information to me. And, even more exciting is that she will be running the Rock 'n Roll Seattle marathon on June 26, also! She'll finish a few hours before me. She is speedy! I've known Mignon a few years now, and she probably knows more about me than she cares to. Laser hair removal at the office where she works + me having no pain tolerance = me passed out cold...enough said. Thank you for your support, Mignon!

Here is the story I mentioned yesterday. Cindy and her son, Connor, are neighbors of ours. We hadn't met until Tuesday morning when Connor and I had a run in. Literally. His truck into my car. Very minimal damage. Seriously, not even worth having looked at. Cindy expressed the importance of teaching her kids to be thankful when someone is gracious, so she offered gift certificates, etc. to say "thank you". I told her the best thank you I could receive is a donation to The Leukemia & Lymphoma Society to support my efforts. She and Connor both donated. Thank you both so much. This was a great lesson for me to learn as a parent, too. You rock!

Last, but not least, are Little Jon and Cadi Anna. They are our darling friends from Texas! Linda and Big Jon (their Mom and Dad) must have helped them out...though it wouldn't surprise me if Little Jon becomes a computer whiz like his Daddy! I adore this family, and their friendship means the world to me. Linda is one of those friends I met online and who has been a permanent staple in my life ever since. She has a heart of gold. They've come to Kansas, we've gone to Texas - multiple visits with their family. We just love them. Linda even suffered through a Britney Spears concert...just for me! Thank you all so much for your love and support. I love you guys!

In other news:

Sunday called for 0 miles (Level 2) or 2 miles (Level 3). Today I went for Level 2. I feel mildly slackerish, but I also feel great. I'm ready to hit my 4-6 miles tomorrow!

Here's to a great week!

Mileage Update

2010-02-06T14:21:00.000-08:00

Hello Everyone! Hope the last half of your week and the start of your weekend were great!

Thursday was a rough one. I woke up feeling a bit off, and thought I was getting sick. I knew at 4 that afternoon if I didn't hit the treadmill, there was no way I was going to get my mileage in for the day. Level 2 called for 3-4 miles and Level 3 called for 4-6 miles. I was aiming for an easy three. Walking. Turns out, sometimes just putting in the effort makes for a great day...

*Thursday: 5 miles(!) (Plus .25 warm up and .75 cool down)

Friday was my rest day. It wasn't very restful, minus the fact I didn't have to run. I'm so thankful things worked out the way they did and that my most hectic day was a day I didn't have to squeeze in a training session. Whew!

*Friday: REST

Today was my first "Team" run: a five-miler. It was awesome. I am such a wimp about running outside in the cold. There was a windchill of 20-something this morning, but I warmed up quite nicely about 3/4 of a mile in and found a couple of ladies with a similar pace. Ended up with negative splits, even. We finished our five miles just under 48 minutes. Not too shabby for my first time outdoors in the cold - it was great to have fellow teammates to push me! I already love being part of the Team.

*Saturday/Team Run: 5 miles (and walked a bit after)

I have a neat story coming up tomorrow in the "Sunday Shout Out". Donations can come about in the strangest of ways. Wild week!

Have a fantastic Saturday!

Wednesday Check-In

2010-02-03T08:38:00.000-08:00

Week one of training. (Though it technically starts February 8.) I am sore - apparently the three milers I was doing previously didn't help me quite as much as I had hoped. Maybe it was the lack of doing them daily that got to me. It is a good sore, though. The sore of having put in effort! So much effort that I went to bed at 7:30 last night.

Regardless - this week has been fantastic. Despite a certain womanly issue wanting to make me keel over and not run yesterday, I still got my mileage in. Best part? I felt better afterward. Score!

Monday: 4 miles. (Plus .25 mile warm up and .25 mile cool down)
Tuesday: 3 miles (Plus .25 mile warm up and .75 mile cool down)
Wednesday: 5 miles (Plus .25 mile warm up and .75 mile cool down)

So far I am not keep track of total time, though maybe I should. More importantly - trying to get the mileage in without stopping. I am around a 10 minute mile pace.

I am right in between levels 2 and 3 on the training schedule provided. I am fine during the week with the level three workouts...but the first long run is a 10 miler. Not sure if I am ready for that Saturday. (But it is 5 miles for level 2, which is what I've already done this week for my "long" weekday. Maybe there is a happy medium for Saturday? Or maybe I will just do the 5 since I am starting a week early...) I am confident the coaches will provide an answer. I need to ask, also, about whether or not I am supposed to count my warm up and cool down as part of the mileage. I am assuming not. Worst case I am just an overachiever until I find out for sure.

Do any other runners out there count your warm up and cool down in your "mileage"?

On tap for the rest of this week is 4 miles tomorrow, Friday rest day (yay!) and the long run Saturday. I will update post-run Saturday. Have a wonderful rest of the week!

Sunday Shout Out - Week 2

2010-01-31T19:36:00.000-08:00

Donations this week:

Naomi is a wonderful friend that I have known for a while now. Interestingly enough, I started reading her blog before meeting her in person. I took my oldest daughter to school one day and recognized her husband from pictures on her blog. I felt like a stalker, but introduced myself and said something lame like, "Hey Bob. I read Naomi's blog. I saw your pictures on there. Heh. Heh." They are a great couple with sweet kids and we are thankful to know them. (Bob is a fantastic artist. A professional artist. You can see his work here. Or in my living room.) Thank you so much!

Shannon is another one of those "internet friends" that I have technically never met. But seriously, we've known each other for so many years! Shannon understands the dynamics of my family - she and her husband have three precious daughters themselves. I rely on her for advice on how to navigate the wild world of females. She is so wise! Thank you so much, Shannon! Shannon's company is also going to match her donation. Yay Abbott!

Talk about "online" friends coming through - yet another wonderful woman is my friend Xochtle. Same story. Have known her many years and think the world of her. She's strong and confident and is a wonderful Mom to her daughter. Blood cancer touched Xochtle in a personal way, through her Uncle. Here is what she shared: "My uncle lost a hard fought battle with leukemia 4 years ago, and if I could make it so that no one else has to fight that battle, I'd do whatever I could. Way to go, Hannah! You can do it!" Talk about support. It warms my heart to know we're all on the same team. Xoch - thank you. You rock!

The final donation this week came from someone named Emily that I had never heard of. I racked my brain trying to figure out how I know her...and became embarrassed that I couldn't figure it out. So, I did what any person would do. Looked her up on Facebook. I found her, thankfully, and discovered that my cousin Michelle is our mutual friend. I sent her a message to thank her and to find out how she knows Michelle. Turns out Emily is a distant cousin of JonRoy. (Their Grandmas were sisters.) This was special to Emily because she knows Clayton, she used to volunteer for The Leukemia & Lymphoma Society during high school, and her fiance' is originally from a place near Seattle (which is where I am running the marathon). The connections kept going and going! I truly appreciate her kindness. Thank you so very much, Emily. I'm glad to be connected with you now through Facebook in addition to our other connections.

This entire process is so mind-blowing. I can't believe how interconnected we all are. And while I have a tendency to worry about the bad in the world, this certainly reminds me all day long that there is also so much good. Warm fuzzies!

In Other News:

My knee is feeling great! We have the option to wait until February 8 to begin training, or we can start up tomorrow and repeat the first week twice. I'm going for it! Please think of me (in your dreams) at 4:30 tomorrow morning when I'm ~~pounding the pavement~~ on the treadmill getting my first run in! I am excited! I better head to bed or tomorrow might be a little less exciting.

Wishing everyone a great week!

Training "officially" starts soon!

2010-01-29T07:50:00.000-08:00

I was in a decent working out and jogging rhythm a few weeks ago. Then I took the plunge and signed up for this marathon. Then my knee started giving me trouble. Knowing how much I will be running the next few months, I decided the wise thing to do would be to sit this week out and rest, ice, etc. I think it has helped. I don't see it as something that will keep me from running - but it is something I will watch for and take care of as the training becomes more intense.

Training officially begins February 8th. Needless to say I am excited! From the look of the schedule, Monday, Tuesday, Thursday will be business as usual (not much more than I was doing otherwise). Wednesday will be the day I dig deep and force myself to get it done, as I will either be up at 4:15am running (and praying the girls don't wake up) or leaving after they go to bed to get it done. And of course Saturday is my very long run day. I have to admit, it is something I look forward to...especially given the "team" aspect and knowing I won't be going at it alone.

I am reminded daily what a mental game exercise is. Taking this week off was rough mentally, despite knowing it is for the best. I can't believe how much easier the mental aspect is with inspiration and strength coming through Clayton and Kaylon.

Yesterday was the two-year anniversary of Clayton and his family receiving the "official" diagnosis. When I think of that, my silly knee problem becomes insignificant. I am thankful.

"I could never run a marathon."

2010-01-26T07:09:00.000-08:00

I am hearing this phrase a lot as word gets out that I am training for a marathon.

Most people are capable, believe it or not. They simply lack the desire to train for and run 26.2 miles. It isn't something they are motivated to do - but they absolutely could if they so desired.*

I didn't wake up a week before marathon time and say to myself, "I think I'll run a marathon this week." It will take months of training and dedication. The training truly isn't something that just the less than 1/10th of 1% of the population who finish a marathon can do. It is something that anyone who is able-bodied and motivated can do.

I met a boy named Kalon at our Team in Training kickoff meeting last week. While I am doing this in honor of Clayton, as a team we are doing this with Kalon as our honorary patient. Kalon shared a bit of his experience. It touched me so deeply. He was so proud of each of us who were there. Hearing from him how much he appreciates what we are doing did nothing more than solidify why I am doing this. He mentioned that when we think we can't run or walk or go any further, that we should think of the people with blood cancer going through treatments, or who are dying from blood cancer, and push on. Simply because we can.

Truly, anyone can do it. I am not an amazing athlete. The only difference between myself and the "I could never" group is simply that I found my motivation.

Thank you to my friend, Karen at Fitness: A Journey, Not a Destination for sharing why she is motivated, and for sharing with her friends and followers why I am motivated.

* This isn't to say if you don't complete a marathon you aren't motivated. No matter what you do, if you lack motivation it likely won't come to fruition. I appreciate and love motivated people in general - whether you cook or workout or volunteer or sew or whatever it is that you do. I can assure you ~~"I could never cook/sew/etc. like you"~~ I don't have the motivation to cook/sew/etc. like you. And you rock.

Sunday Shout Out - Week 1

2010-01-24T19:09:00.000-08:00

Each Sunday, I will be giving a "shout out" to friends, family and strangers who are helping me reach my monetary goal for the Leukemia & Lymphoma Society.

This was a short week (I literally put the page up yesterday). Still, my friend Jessica in Guam stepped up to the plate as my first donor. Jessica and I met online - we've "known" each other more than 5 years! My oldest daughter and her oldest son share a birthday (she also has a very darling baby girl). One of Jessica's best friends (Suzanne) has Acute Promyelocytic Leukemia (APL) and the Leukemia & Lymphoma Society is near and dear to Jessica, for obvious reasons. Thank you, Jessica! (And way to fight it, Suzanne! You rock.)

Another lovely lady I know named Tracey lives in Ohio. She's another one of those that I have "known" and became close with over 5 years ago online. Tracey's daughters are the same ages as my two oldest daughters - and adorable to boot! I am so thankful to Tracey for her help. Thank you, Tracey! You can see Tracey's blog here.

In Other News:

I was able to get my new running shoes yesterday - though I have yet to test them out. They are running shoes that are good for me, whereas I typically purchase shoes because they are cute. Thankfully these aren't terrible looking at all.

Socks were another item on my list. Who knew socks could be so amazing? I nearly jumped for joy when I put on Balega socks at the store. The socks actually made the decision for me on which shoes to get. I guess that giant package of socks from Sam's will still be good for days I am going to the gym and not running.

Here's to a great week! Yay for socks and shoes!

The journey starts...right now.

2010-01-22T11:58:00.000-08:00

I am 28 years old. Prior to having my three daughters, my goal was to run a marathon before the age of 30. I thought that was a pipe dream...

But here I am. June 26th of this year, I will experience my first marathon (The Rock 'n Roll Seattle Marathon). All 26.2 miles. I will be 29 years old. Talk about getting in under the wire!

Justifying the time necessary for training seemed difficult. It may prove to be difficult, still. With this in mind, I wanted to figure out a way to reach my personal goal and to make an impact by doing something good.

Clayton is number three in family of six beautiful children. There's Abby, Ben, Clayton, Daniel, Eli, and Faith (yes - A, B, C, D, E and F. I love it!). This six-pack belongs to my cousin Michelle and her husband, JonRoy. Clayton isn't much older than my oldest daughter (she is five). Clayton was diagnosed with Acute Lymphocytic Leukemia (ALL) on January 28, 2008. Clayton has endured more on his journey with Cancer than I have endured in my entire life. My journey to 26.2 is nothing when I put it side-by-side with what he has experienced in his life.

Truly, my upcoming 26.2 miles seems like a walk in the park. It is all relative.

I am pleased to announce that I will be running my marathon as a volunteer with Team in Training. All money I raise (and I have a lot to raise to meet my minimum - and yes I will ask you to donate...) will benefit The Leukemia & Lymphoma Society. It is near and dear to me, and to our entire family. Clayton isn't our only family member touched by this; my Uncle Mike is a survivor of Lymphoma.

What could be better? I am doing something I have always wanted to do...and better yet, I am doing something to benefit a wonderful organization and doing something in honor of someone that I love. I am pleased to do this, also, because none of us know if we will be affected by a blood cancer. It could happen to any of us. To our parents, to our children, to our friends and neighbors.

This is why I will run 26.2 miles. Please join me on my journey, even if simply via cyber-space. Oh, and have some ice packs and Advil ready if you are prone to sympathy pain. Let's Rock 'n Roll!