Running My Victory Lap

It's Something

2012-02-08T20:20:00.000-06:00

There's just something
about
lacing up those shoes
and heading out
the door
not having the slightest
clue or idea
of where you're going
a little spontaneity
freedom
when you're feeling
like a caged bird
no one to tell you
to turn there
or take this road here
anywhere
any road
is game
and it's a game
i love playing

Because of her...

2012-02-06T09:14:00.002-06:00

Yesterday, I was tired...really tired.

My plans didn't include a run. They included a very long nap.

After I had been sleeping close to two hours, my Princess came in and shook me and asked if she could ride her bike along side of me while I ran. Of course, I really dreaded the thought of leaving my warm, cozy bed...but for my princess, I gave her a nod and made myself get out of bed.

My hubby was gone for the weekend to a boy scouts retreat with my Middle Man so I had to figure out a way to get somewhat of a workout in. On Saturday, the weather was gorgeous (thankfully) so I loaded my Little Man up in my single jogger and my Princess rode her bike beside us. I was so proud of her for making it 3.5 miles...there was a stop at the park at mile two to make both of them happy. Gotta do what you gotta do.

Well, I guess she really did enjoy her bike ride as much as she said she did...she was begging for more.

We hit the road and she wanted to go a little farther and try to beat our time from the previous day. Man, she is so much like me. Now, when I run, I really don't like to chat...usually. My Princess, on the other hand, got really chatty as soon as we left our drive...which turned out to be such a nice conversation and some real quality time for the both of us.

When we pulled in to our drive, after four miles, she immediately started planning our next run/bike together. I am really looking forward to her getting a little bit older and being able to hop on her bike and ride 10 miles beside me...or lace up her shoes and run beside me.

I am so thankful for my little girl...and thankful, because of her, I got four miles in yesterday when my plan was to stay in bed.

Still Running

2012-02-04T15:49:00.001-06:00

I am still running...in case anyone out there was wondering. I haven't fallen off the wagon, just got sick of talking about it all for a bit.

I ran 92 miles in the month of January. I am really liking logging my miles on the calendar I have put beside my "real" calendar. It was nice to take the January calendar down on February 1st and be able to add up and then also see how everything totally fell apart the week I was PMSing...but that's another story. I still lost a total of 5 pounds last month, so I will take it. Hopefully, I will do better this month and reach my goal.

Anyway, it's been so nice to be able to run outside so much this winter. I am feeling truly spoiled and it's partly the reason why I have my heart set on running the full in Rockford in May...just waiting on the funds to register.

I am also loving a certain food combo that I have been eating a few times a week. I take a chicken breast, cut it up and season it with cumin and chili powder. Then I throw it in with about a half cup of black beans, a half of a green pepper, sprinkle it with salsa, and add a little bit of lettuce...Yum! It's an easy, healthy dinner when I am working. I have also been getting strawberries at Aldi for $1.59/lb and dipping them in melting chocolate for when I am craving something sweet...better than a brownie or a piece of cake.

Less than 100 days until my half marathon on my 30th birthday and I think I get more excited about it every day. I have started to work on speed. I discovered just how rusty I am when it comes to hills during my run on Friday so I made a mental note that I really need to add this to my weekly workout. I am thinking I am going to be paying many a visit to a nearby road known for hills and hoping the weather will continue to cooperate.

Guess that pretty much catches me up for now.

Happy Running!

Whatcha Eating...

2012-01-18T06:04:00.000-06:00

Caramel corn rice cakes have become a favorite of mine. When I am craving something sweet and salty I put a tablespoon of peanut butter on top of one and have a 130 calorie snack that's good for me.

Visual

2012-01-17T06:25:00.001-06:00

I've got them all hidden away in a tote in my closet. I get them out once in a while to look at, to remember. I pulled something off the shelf and the tote fell. Everything inside spilled out on to the ground. I wasn't intending to get them out and look at them, but was thankful for the mishap. I have a visual of my accomplishments...my hard work and dedication....and I am hoping to add at least three more to my collection this year

Medal Count:

1 Warrior Dash (3.1 miles)

4 CRIMs (10 mile race)

1 Marathon Relay

4 Half Marathons

3 Full Marathons

...and countless training miles.

End of Week Two

2012-01-16T10:20:00.001-06:00

Saturday marked the end of week two. I ended my week with 30 miles and then 50 minutes on the spinning bike. I was pretty sore...it's been a while since I have logged 30 miles in one week.

While I met my mileage goal for the week, I didn't meet my weight loss goal. I am still down four pounds, but didn't add anything to that. It was discouraging, but my goal might have not been that realistic, especially with dropping 4 pounds the week before. So, I am hoping for the two pounds this week.

I have a busy week a head of me with work and then a little getaway this weekend. I am hoping for 25 miles this week and just to be mindful of what kind of food and how much I put in my mouth while we are away over the weekend.

I bought a few new songs for my marathon playlist...leaning toward making it a full in May!

So, here's to a good week!

Benefits...

2012-01-13T10:22:00.000-06:00

I scored a great deal on Shape magazine on cyber Monday. My first issue came at the beginning of this week and it's packed with tips, exercises, and a ton of information. Here's one article I thought was worth sharing:

On the Clock

Even a little exercise improves your well-being, but the benefits multiply as your rack up more time. See where your weekly tally falls on our weekly health-o-meter, then make every minute count:

Live Longer

90 Minutes - Get moving for just 15 minutes six days a week and you'll increase your lifespan by three years according to a Taiwanese study

Feel Happier

135 Minutes - Working out boosts your energy and reduces stress. Plus, a Duke University study found that 45 minutes of cardio three days a week may be as effective as prescription drugs for depression.

Strengthen Your Ticker

150 Minutes - Research published in Circulation found that 2.5 hours of exercise a week lowers a woman's risk of heart disease by 14 percent.

Prevent Diabetes

210 Minutes - Research in the Journal of Science and Medicine in Sport showed that this amount of exercise improves blood sugar control, which can halt onset of type 2 diabetes.

Drop Pounds

275 Minutes - A healthy diet along with 55 minute workouts five days a week may help you lose 10 percent of your weight -- and keep it off --according to a study in the Archives of Internal Medicine.

A Mommy...A Runner

2012-01-11T18:12:00.000-06:00

It was a hard adjustment. I went from doing my own thing...eating when I wanted to eat, sleeping when I wanted to sleep, going anywhere when I wanted to go...to no longer having my own freedom. Nothing was my own any more. My body was not my own, my bed was not my own, my room was not my own...I couldn't even take a shower without having her in the room with me. After giving birth to my first born, life changed...forever. I was a Mommy. All other things fell to the way side. She was my priority. I cared for her round the clock. And after the months went by, I felt as if I was losing myself....losing my identity, my individualism. So, I had another 14 months later...because, afterall, I was a Mommy now and nothing else mattered.

Then, one day, I was going through bins in the basement and came across some old pairs of jeans that I told myself I would never wear again. I felt a twinge of something inside of me...a spark that was on the verge of starting a huge fire. The guilt set in. I told myself that I was a Mommy now and it was selfish of me to want things for myself...my focus should be on my kids. But, the nagging thought would not leave my head...and I decided on January 1st, 2006 that I was going to do something about it. I was going to get "me" back.

A few months went by, I felt the shell start to crack around me. Everything I did, though, all the hard work was put in while my kids were sleeping. Any time that I took away from caring for them, I felt guilty about. Time away from my kids was not a "good Mommy thing" to do...but my ideas began to change as much as my body was changing. And, I knew that I needed this time for myself as much as my kids needed it. I bought a double jogger for my birthday that year in 2006 and the rest is history.

I remember stepping on the scale one morning and looking down at a number that was lower than what I started at before I became a Mommy. I had accomplished what I had thought to be impossible. I wasn't selfish. I wasn't a "bad Mommy". Through running, I was showing my kids that I cared enough about myself to keep myself healthy. I cared enough about them to make sure I kept their Mommy healthy. I was showing them what hard work, determination, and dedication looked like. They knew that every morning at 10AM they would go for a ride in the jogger because Mommy needed her exercise.

Today, running looks a little differently for me. I don't push a double jogger anymore...rarely do I push anything...except for myself. It's a chapter in my life that has slowly faded out. These days, instead unfolding my double jogger, I lace up my shoes and hit the road solo. Instead of loading up two (at one time, three) of my kids in the jogger, I blow each a kiss and tell them that Mommy is going for a run. It's me time...it's a time of pounding out the stress of life, listening to the thoughts in my head, with nobody asking me for anything, calling my name, or needing me. It's just me...on the open road. I have discovered over these last (almost) six years, who I am. They call me Mommy and I am thankful for every minute of it. But, it's also wonderful that I can hang that hat up several times a week and lace up my running shoes...for me...because I am also called a runner.

Whatcha Eating...

2012-01-10T05:47:00.000-06:00

I *love* these wraps. They are found near the bread at most grocery stores. I prefer the plain as opposed to the Tomato Basil, but both are tasty. They are low carb, around 70 calories per wrap, and have 12g of fiber! I love to wrap a few slices of turkey or a few strips of chicken, throw some lettuce and cucumber in there, and it makes for a delicious lunch or dinner.

Pushin...

2012-01-09T12:00:00.000-06:00

A new workout week started yesterday. I ended Saturday's post with "push yourself this weekend" and I feel like I did exactly that.

Yesterday, I got up early to go to the gym. My goal for yesterday was 10 miles. I knew my mind could not take 10 miles on the treadmill so I was shooting for six. It's all I can stand. I kept a nice relaxing pace of 10:30/mile. It felt nice, although I was a little sore from the workout on Saturday. Later on that day, the weather was gorgeous and it was time for round two. It's amazing to me that it's the second week of January and I am still able to run in a long sleeve shirt and a t-shirt over that and be comfortable. The temps have been perfect! I had a great afternoon run. I put in four miles in 39:15.

This morning, my body was tired. Today was day six...I haven't rested since Tuesday. I decided that four was all I could pull out. I did a comfortable four and then worked on weights. Tomorrow is rest day!

I had forgotten how fun this is! It's got me itching for another full marathon and I am thinking that Rockford might be the one to do that. I'm going to think on it a little more...see how the rest of this month goes. I would love to be able to run a full so close to home. In the mean time, I am going to look for a good training plan and see how this all plays out.

26.2 Bling

2012-01-09T07:22:00.000-06:00

Ever since running my first marathon, I have wanted to get one of the 26.2 stickers for my van. After running Chicago, I found a cute pink one. I love it. It's a great reminder to me of what I have accomplised...and also motivates me to keep it up.

One week down...

2012-01-08T07:26:00.007-06:00

Well, I made it through the week...and I feel like I was pretty successful with everything I set out to do:

- My goal was to up my mileage.

I finished out the week with 29 miles under my belt and a total of 85 minutes on the spinning bike. I really like the visual of having my mileage up where I can look at it on my calendar. My only day off this past week was Tuesday.

- My goal was to lose at least 2 pounds.

I stepped on the scale this morning and I am down 4! I couldn't have been happier...my hard work and dedication has paid off.

- My goal was to make healthy food choices.

This is the area that I struggled in the most. Coming off of the holidays, I have gotten so used to eating anything is sight. I have been surrounded by cake, cookies, cupcakes, brownies, pies...mmmm. I have a bad habit, that I have acquired this past year, of night eating...which I didn't do at all this past week. I was able to eat healthy ( I did allow myself some chocolate), stop the night eating, and watch my portions....it was tough though and I had many, many times where I had to fight temptation.

Goals for next week : 30 miles, lose 2 pounds, no night eating

The Relation Between Speed and Weight...

2012-01-07T07:16:00.002-06:00

Check out this article over at Runner's World. Worth the read!

I have a spinning class on my to do list today and then maybe a run outside. So far, this week, I have run 25 miles and done 40 minutes on the spin bike. I am so happy to finally have a scale again! I stepped on this morning (I couldn't wait until tomorrow) and was so excited to see that I have lost 3.4 pounds this week! It's nice to see my hard working paying off. I still have a ways to go to get me back to a comfortable racing weight, but after reading the article it has inspired me...especially if I plan on reaching my half marathon goal in April!

Push yourself this weekend!

These Shoes

2012-01-06T05:47:00.000-06:00

My babies

These shoes have seen better days, run many miles, been many places, crossed several finish lines. I did my research and I think this is the longest I have kept a pair of shoes in about three years. These babies came in the mail on May 11, 2011 and have been racking up the miles ever since. They were on my feet my whole racing season last year. I really, really need a new pair. My ankle is starting to hurt, I have a shooting pain that goes up the side of my right leg, and my knee is bothering me...all things that happen when Mama needs a new pair of shoes. The general running concensus is that a runner will need a new pair of shoes every 300-500 miles or every 6 months, which ever comes first...both of which I have passed up. I am sure you'll be the first to know when my new pair arrives...now to convince my biggest fan (aka - my hubby) that I am in great need of these expensive shoes.

Whatcha Eating...

2012-01-05T11:13:00.000-06:00

Another one of my goals for this coming year is to make healthier food choices and eat appropriate serving sizes. It's been so difficult for me to go from eating anything I want to eat during the peak of my training and then have to watch what I eat when I am putting in fewer miles per week. It's been a real struggle and something that I really have to watch.

So, every so often I will be posting a list of my top 10 (that might turn in to top 20) healthy, low cal food choices. And because I have gotten so many cans for $1 this week, I will start with this one:

Soup! This Progresso Light soup has 80 calories per serving, two servings per can. In the summer, I am not too in to having a hot bowl of soup for lunch or dinner, but in the fall and winter it's a wonderful thing. You can eat one serving and save the other for next time or you can eat the whole can. Not only is it good for you, it's very inexpensive too!

Playlist : Burnin Up

2012-01-05T06:03:00.000-06:00

Keeping Track

2012-01-04T12:13:00.002-06:00

Another one of my goals for 2012 is to keep a record of miles I log. I did really well at this back in 2010 when I was training for my first marathon. After that was done and over with, I stopped.

I print out a little calendar (www.vertex42.com) with my work days highlighted and hang it next to my regular calendar in the kitchen. So, I decided that I will use that calendar to keep track of not only my work days but also the miles that I log...it's out in plain sight, it's fast, it's easy, it's free. When I am done with the month, I will total my miles and slip the calendar in to a three ring binder. It's nice to have a visual of my hard work for the week and it will also help me keep track of how many miles are on each pair of shoes...speaking of which, I am in desperate need of a new pair...but that's another post.

Swallow This

2012-01-03T09:53:00.001-06:00

Along with my racing goal for 2012, I also have a couple more that pertain to living a healthy lifestyle and I will be sharing those over the next couple of days.

From the time I got pregnant with Kaitlyn to about a year after Collin was born, I took my vitamins faithfully...like my life depended on it. For about a year and a half now, it's been hit or miss with me. I will remember for a month or so and then miss a few days and before I know it, two months have gone by. So, this year I plan to change that.

Along with my new scale, I also have a new bottle of Women's One A Day on my kitchen counter. I was taking about five or six different vitamins, but I have decided to keep it simple for now...plus the very thought of fish oil burbs and that darn nasty after taste of the vitamin B complex has me wanting to dry heave a couple of times. One vitamin, once a day...I can handle that.

Plans for 2012

2012-01-02T12:45:00.000-06:00

I bought a new scale for 2012. I haven't had a working one since summer. I am using that as my excuse as to why I have gained eight pounds in 2011...just let me have this one excuse and then I promise I won't make any more this year. So, with my new scale and my new motivation for the new year, I am planning on being bikini ready by Spring Break.

I ended 2011 with a four mile run outside...without a bunch of layers on. It was wonderful and gave me some quiet time to myself to reflect on the year that I had. I was so thankful to be able to end my year that way.

Then, the very next day, the first day of 2012, I started my year out with 6 miles on the treadmill. I would have much rather been pounding the pavement, but I was afraid I would get blown away...heck, I am just a sissy lately when it comes to the cold. Even though I was on a treadmill, I decided to challenge myself with not only speed but also incline. I delivered a real butt kickin workout and was so thankful when I hit that six mile mark and I could stumble off of that machine. I don't think I have been this sore after six miles in a while. It was just what I needed.

In 2011, I fell short of finishing a half marathon in under 2:10. So, that is my goal for this coming racing year. I want it so bad. I have been looking over several races for the upcoming year and I am thinking my year is going to go something like this:

April 28th (my 30th birthday!!!) - The Christie Clinic Illinois Half Marathon - Really hoping to reach my goal on my birthday!

May 20, 2012 - The Rockford Half Marathon - Love this race...the course is nice and it's close to home.

June - The Milk Days 10K - If I have this weekend off, I am thinking I will give it a go.

August 18th - The Warrior Dash - This race was so much fun when I ran it in 2010...looking forward to getting dirty and having some fun this year!

August 25th - The 10 mile CRIM - I've lost count but I am thinking this will be my 5th one. I am hoping that I will be running next to my sister again this year and maybe my Dad...and hoping we can get my Mom, Aunt, and a few cousins to come along and at least walk.

Sept - I would like to run another half but we shall see...I might just be focused on my training

October - Another full marathon. I am still deciding between a rematch in Chicago and the Detroit marathon. I have some time, but I do know that I will get another 26.2 under my belt in 2012.

I am looking forward to another year of running! Happy New Year everyone and have fun working on your 2012 goals.

Not According to Plan

2011-12-14T19:56:00.000-06:00

I really hate when things don't go according to plan. I am still dealing with some major stomach issues and nausea. The past two days total, I think I have eaten 2 yogurts, a few graham crackers, and a little bit of applesauce. I have no appetite and today I didn't even have the strength to exercise.

It seems like for the past couple of months everytime I set a goal for myself...or have a race to train for...I get side tracked by illness. So, day three and nothing to record. I am really hoping that when my alarm goes off tomorrow morning, that I feel back to myself again.

Day #3 - A big, fat 0

Day Number Two

2011-12-13T09:56:00.000-06:00

I went to bed last night with the worst headache...the kind that make you feel like you are going to throw up at any minute. When my alarm went off this morning, I was still not feeling too hot. I am determined to stick to my goal though. So, I got on my spinning bike after dropping the kids off at school and rode for forty minutes. I am still not feeling the greatest, but hopefully I will be back and running tomorrow morning.

Total for today - Spinning bike: 40 minutes

Dia Numero Uno

2011-12-12T14:00:00.000-06:00

This weather has taken a toll on my running. This cold makes me want to make a bee line for my bed, pull the covers over my head, and stay there until the next 60 degree day. It's made rolling out of bed for my 4AM workout difficult, which is probably why I have been averaging around 12 miles a week...sad, sad.

Yesterday, after sleeping through my morning alarm, I set a goal for myself and hope to make it out of my bed for my morning workout and get my mileage back up there. Today I did. One day down, six more to go. I need to get my butt in gear and make it through this winter still in decent shape.

Today, I did 3 miles on the elliptical. They felt good and I averaged 7:15/mile. Then I jumped on the treadmill for 2 miles. I averaged 9:56/mile.

Total miles for Day #1 - 5

Playlist : Without You

2011-10-22T04:10:00.000-05:00

http://youtu.be/YO9THtRWb2s

Switch Up

2011-10-21T10:09:00.000-05:00

I have been back to working second shift 24 hours a week for almost a month now. The weather is getting a lot colder, which means less running outside and more gym time. I have had a really difficult time sticking with my 4AM workouts. There have been way more mornings than I would like where I don't even hear my alarm, turn it off without knowing it, and continue sleeping. When the kids were all very little, I could deal with sleep deprivation, but I am not too good at functioning on less than 6 hours these days.

I need to rethink my morning workouts...maybe not for the entire week, but for the days that I have to work. Next week, I am going to start working out after I get out of work and see how that goes. I really like getting my workout in first thing in the morning...it just makes for a much better day...but when I am only getting them in 50% of the week (or less) as opposed to five or six days a week something has got to change. I am hoping that I will like the late night workouts...but I have never been much of a night person. So, we will see how it goes.

Back Up and Running...

2011-10-13T10:14:00.000-05:00

Marathon morning, I woke up to a Garmin that wouldn't turn on. I tried everything I could think of, but even when I put in on the charger the "battery charging in progress" didn't even show up on the screen. I need my Garmin...I would choose that over my ipod most days...and for 26.2 miles it wasn't working!

On Monday, I was too sore from the day before to run. I didn't even attempt...but I did hold out hope that a miracle had happened over night and my Garmin would magically turn on. Much to my surprise, I pressed the on button on the side and heard the beep. I don't know what happened...why it would not even turn on Sunday morning but it's working now. I couldn't be happier.

Since the marathon on Sunday, I have run a total of 10 miles this week. Tuesday it was slow going, but today it felt more normal with minimal soreness. I am looking forward to getting back in the gym and losing the few pounds that I gained over the summer...yes, over the summer...isn't that only supposed to happen in the winter?

You Win Some, You Lose Some

2011-10-10T18:36:00.001-05:00

I don't know if I would consider finishing 26.2 miles a total loss. So, maybe my title is inappropriate. But, this definitely wasn't my best...but it sure was fun.

(Ready to run!)

I ran the Bank of America Chicago Marathon yesterday. It was amazing being apart of the 45000+ people that were racing. The stream of people seemed to go on forever and I was never alone. The crowd support stretched for all 26.2 miles, the volunteers were awesome, and the course was great...the heat however was not.

It was quite a feeling going under the bridge after the start line and looking around and hearing the people cheering. I got teary eyed about just what I was actually a part of. I ran a pretty good half marathon.

(Mile 11...feeling good. )

It wasn't until about mile 16 that I felt myself falling apart...and at mile 18 I hit a wall. I am just not the type of runner to run long distances in temps close or at 80 degrees. It's just too hot for me. So, miles 18-22 were terrible for me. I lost a lot of time and kept feeling like I was either going to pass out or throw up. If it wasn't for the crowd's encouragement, the last six miles would have been way longer than they already seemed. I wrote my kids names on my left wrist and I kept looking at them for the last four miles. There were a few tears those last couple miles...not only because of the pain, but also because I felt so blessed to be able to do this again.

So, I crossed the finish line in my usual fashion with my hands in the air and my head down. With tears in my eyes I walked to have my medal placed around my neck. I got the worst time thus far...5:32...almost 40 minutes slower than DesMoines. After the last half of this race, I was just happy to have crossed the finish line and still be alive a well.

Immediately after I said I was done running marathons...but that was a temporary moment of insanity...and the pain talking. Done with full marathons? No way. I will be back to Chicago for a rematch in 2013...next year I will take on Detroit...and hopefully in the next couple of years I will get my goal of 4:45 or under.

(After walking to the train station I got a foot long sub for the way home. When we got home I had a Big Mac Meal...delish! )

Running 26.2 miles is the hardest thing I have ever done in my life...but obviously there's something about it that keeps me coming back for more.

Ready or Not

2011-10-07T10:02:00.000-05:00

It's been one thing after another these past three weeks. Do I feel as prepared as I was for my last marathon? Not really. Am I ready? I sure am.

I have been fighting a chest cold for the past two weeks. It knocked me on my butt a few days after my kidney issues subsided and a day after I recovered from the stomach flu. I hate being sick...and I don't think I have been out for this long since before having kids.

Today I laced up my shoes and went for an easy (and slow) four mile run. It's the first run I have done in the past two weeks that I haven't had a coughing attack during or after...so that was encouraging.

I've got my playlist ready, my snacks picked out (I like to eat and run), and I am getting my outfit picked out today.

Ready or not, Chicago here I come!!!

Zip, Zero, Zilch

2011-09-16T09:45:00.001-05:00

...Just some words that can be used to describe how many miles I have logged this week. I can count on one hand the number of times I have had a week like this one in the past almost 6 years. With my upcoming marathon it leaves me pretty concerned. I don't know if I will even be able to get a long run in this weekend and I have my kidneys to thank...or my gene pool for that matter. I was knocked down with what was thought to be a UTI...after having a miserable three days after visiting the immediate care, I found myself a primary care physician (I dislike doctors and haven't really been regularly since having my last son). Diagnosis: kidney stone. Luckily there were no clusters of them, it was not lodged somewhere, and there was no need for talk of surgical removal or stints (all of which pretty much every member on my mom's side of the family has been through). So, I have just been sucking it up, laying in bed, and trying to flush my system out. I woke up this morning, after the best nights sleep that I have had in over a week, feeling the best I have in over a week. I am thinking I am on the mend, but don't want to get my hopes up of a long run this weekend just yet. I am driven and determined and I might not let my body win on this one...we shall see.

I'll say it again...

2011-09-14T05:30:00.000-05:00

...I really hate change.

The ear phones that I have had for the past 5 years bit the dust. I love them and for the past few months only the left one had been working...but I would rather just deal with only one head phone than get new ones.

It was four in the morning, I wasn't really awake, and I turned on my ipod to start my morning run. No sound. For a few seconds my thoughts went several different ways : Great timing for my ipod to brake. Now what am I going to do? I must go back home and go back to sleep. What a way to start my day. Stupid piece of junk. My ipod was still lit up, it still had the little play arrow up in the corner, and it was still switching songs...just no sound. So, rather than chalk it up to "my stupid ipod" I decided to plug my ear phones in to the treadmill tv and see if they could be the problem. BINGO. At that point I was relieved that it was only my head phones...but sad at the same time. I have worn them for every single run, every single race I have run.

It must have been since this incident happened too early in the morning, because by the time I was getting around head out for my next run I had forgotten I had no head phones. Out of desperation (rarely can I run without music...yep, I am that kind of runner) I grabbed my daughters. They are the kind that are shaped like a bullet, instead of the flat, round ones that I was used to. I didn't know how this was going to go...but I was hoping for the best. After running twice with them, I decided they weren't so bad...and now, I love them.

I hate change, but when I am forced in to it, I usually find it's not so bad.

Still Running Strong...

2011-09-12T15:05:00.000-05:00

I haven't stopped doing what I love to do...I guess I have just stopped writing about it (from the looks of this blog).

Up and coming is The Chicago Marathon that I am running on October 9th. I am getting really excited and looking forward to the challenge of another twenty-six point two.

I have been upping my mileage, with which comes the good and the bad : more mileage means more calories burned, that feeling after a good long run, the feeling of accomplishment, how good that shower feels afterward, time alone in my head to reflect on a lot of things....the bad : this nagging pain that has been shooting up my ankle, another UTI, stomach issues, and time eaten up on my weekends with the long run that I have to get in. The good outweighs the bad and I guess that's why I keep doing it...there is almost nothing on earth better than crossing that finish line after running a marathon.

This past week, I logged 46 miles...and my long run at the end of my week was made more uncomfortable by a UTI...lovely. I doubt that I am going to have a good mileage week this week because of my recent diagnosis. But, I just keep reminding myself that for the DeMoines Marathon I decided to run it about a month before, did one long run leading up to it, and did better than the one I really trained for. I told a friend the other day that once someone gets to mile 20 it's all heart and soul until the end anyway.

So, hopefully in the next couple of weeks leading up to Chicago I will be on here more.

Happy Running.

My Fourth CRIM

2011-08-30T20:12:00.000-05:00

This past weekend, I ran my fourth CRIM...with my sister by my side. You can read about it here.

To Motivate

2011-06-09T06:39:00.000-05:00

Motivate - (v). Stimulate (someone's) interest in or enthusiasm for doing something

There are many things I want to be known for after I leave this earth. I really hope that one of the things is motivating those around me to live a more active lifestyle. I realize that not everyone was born to run a marathon...maybe not even run around the block...but I do believe that everyone has an obligation to their loved ones to live a healthy, active lifestyle. I hope by speaking to me, reading my blog, glancing at my status on facebook, or even emailing me to ask me a question about running gear, vitamins, or running in general I "stimulate an interest or enthusiasm" for getting active and being the best you can be. The sky is the limit...you just have to want to take that first step and keep putting one foot in front of the other when the going gets tough.

This time of year...

2011-06-08T09:49:00.000-05:00

Seven years ago, I had just had a baby. My body was transformed in to something I had nightmares about. I had gained a huge amount of weight (50pounds) and my princess weighed under eight pounds. It was stressful enough trying to get in the the routine of being a new mom, I couldn't even think about exercising.

I look back on that time and see how far I have come. I stepped on the scale a few weeks after having K and saw the numbers 1 - 8 - 4. It seemed as if I had no choice other than to surrender to my fate. My body would never be the same and I would never be able to fit back in to my pre-pregnancy clothes. I spent almost two years in the mind set.

After I had my middle man, I decided that I didn't want to live like this anymore. I got a jogger and a little determination and I changed my outlook. This time of year always reminds me of the choice I made to turn things around...to be active...to not be the Mom on the sidelines, but the Mom that can have fun right along side of her kids. It isn't easy. Some days I am exhausted. Some days I just want to skip a run. But, then I think back to how I felt more than 50 pounds heavier than I am now and I would much rather be tired or exhausted.

So lace up those shoes...and give it your all...it's worth ever ache, pain, and bead of sweat.

Girls On the Run 5K

2011-06-07T09:11:00.004-05:00

I had the privilege of being my nieces running buddy for a program through the school district called Girls On the Run. Here is a little bit about the program taken from the website:

Girls on the Run of Northwest Illinois is a non-profit organization dedicated to helping girls climb out of the “girl box” using a 24-lesson curriculum designed to promote good choice for a lifetime of self-respect and healthy living. The curriculum, designed specifically to address “girl box” issues, uses warm-up, and workouts which encourage emotional, social, mental, spiritual and physical well-being. Girls on the Run of Northwest Illinois prepares girls for a 5K run/walk event and challenges and encourages girls, whatever their fitness level.

This past Sunday was the 5K that all of the girls have worked so hard to get ready for. It was an amazing event and so neat to see all the little runners out there. It made me really look forward to Kait being old enough to participate...not this school year, but next.

My little niece did great. I ran a practice run with her a few weeks ago and got a feel for her pace and what she could do. She did a great job then and come in second. During the race on Sunday, I was talking to her, singing to her, and trying my best to motivate her to keep going and finish strong. We picked walking points and objects where we would start walking at and then ones that we would start running again. When we would start back to running she would go hard at around a 9:50 to 10:24 pace. I was so proud of her. She really gave it her all and finished her first 5K in 36:32! I got a little teary when we crossed the finish line and they put the medal around her neck.

Now to gear up for my last half marathon this year...so hoping for a PR!

Another Half

2011-05-15T12:31:00.003-05:00

Upon waking up this morning, I knew that my 2:10 goal was pretty much not going to happen...didn't mean I wasn't going to still try.

I finally started my period this morning...of all mornings. Guess there's a first time for everything...first time starting on race day. The joys of being a girl.

I was oblivious to what was going on outside and it was probably a good thing that I was because I would have crawled back in my warm bed. I walked outside to head over to my bestest's house and got hit with cold temps, a little drizzle, and a gust of 22 mph winds. Lovely.

I love the motto "No Excuses", but today I already had a few...and it wasn't hard digging for them either.

No turning back...we headed out to Rockford, found a parking spot, hit the port-o-potties (which I must say that with each passing racing year, I get more and more used to them...I don't even give it a second thought anymore), and waited against a building (for warmth) to line up at the starting line.

We lined up toward the back, wished each other good luck, and we were moving. I love the energy of a race, the people cheering, the sound of hundreds of people's feet hitting the pavement...just love it.

I kept my music off for about the first mile to take it everything around me. I tried to stay behind the 9:44 pacer and a head of the 10:18 pacer. I thought of my sister and noted the exact point where we lost each other last year...I missed her, but sucked it up and ran for her.

The mile markers were off anywhere from .05 to .2 which really drove me absolutely nuts. I would hear watches beeping all over, including mine, and then hear people comment about how far off the markers were.

I kept a great pace until right before mile nine. I stopped at a port-o-potty and then waited about 45 seconds there until standing there waiting just seemed like a waste. I couldn't let my watch tick any longer and so I just continued on. I knew that I could still finish at about 2:11:30 at that point, but at mile 12 I fell apart. I was yelling at myself in my head saying, "You only have a mile to go so why are you walking?!" And to myself I was saying back, "The mile markers are off and the race is technically 13.26 miles long so really I have about 1.4 miles to go!" So, I started thinking of all the reasons why I run, fought through my terrible cramps, and how cold I was.

I saw the corner coming up and knew that just about two tenths from there was the finish line. I ran at about a 7.2 minute mile sprint to get there and finished in my usual style with my arms in the air and my head down. It felt good...tears in my eyes good. I thanked God silently for another race...another medal around my neck.

I walked over and grabbed a water, a bagel, and a banana and was going to head over and wait for Hol. I looked up as I was walking and there stood my gorgeous man with our three beautiful kids in tow. It didn't register at first that they belonged to me...and then I really wanted to cry. I was so happy my man surprised me and they made it to see me finish. It made the race.

I didn't get the 2:10 that I had originally hoped for...but I ran 13.1 miles and had a great time considering all of the things that could have made it the worst race for me.

I'll get my 2:10, I will!

A Love Affair

2011-05-11T15:56:00.000-05:00

It used to be with Nike. I was a big fan. Wouldn't wear anything else on these feet of mine until...

I went to a running store right before my first ten miler and was fitted...

and ended up with a pair of Asics.

That was almost four years ago....

and my love affair continues.

Today, my doorbell rang and the kids yelled that it was the guy who delivered packages. Packages? I didn't order anything...Daddy would kill me if I ordered anything...not really, but it wouldn't be something he would smile about. My heart started beating faster and I immediately got my hopes up. I felt like my three year old with his "wish flower" yesterday. If I had one at that moment, I would have said (with my eyes closed), "I wish for new Asics Gel Nimbus 13, size 8.5...perferrably ones with pink on them!"

I should have known that my Prince loves to make my wishes come true and knows what I like. A rectangle packaged was laying at my feet when I opened my door. I knew my wish had come true. What I didn't expect was for them to be so beautifully perfect. I am in love. No more foot and ankle pain.

I am looking forward to all the miles these babies will take me...and the memories I will make along the way.

Playlist: Run the World

2011-05-09T10:12:00.000-05:00

That Time Again...

2011-05-03T08:35:00.003-05:00

When I got to Michigan, I was so excited about lacing up my shoes and hitting the dirt roads with my sister. My heart sank after looking all over for the bag that had the shoes in it...I had forgotten my running shoes by the laundry room door of my house. My Mom told me to go grab an old pair of hers to use. I was desperate and at the time didn't care that they were a different brand and different size than I wear.

By run number three, my feet were really bothering me. After it was over, I took off the shoes and blisters that I had gotten the day before had popped, leaving my socks a little blood stained. I would do it all again to run with my sister...but I am still paying for it.

I know my shoes that I am currently wearing have a lot of miles on them. I got them a bit before my Marathon in October and it's now the beginning of May. It could have a lot to do with the pain I am in. After my long run on Sunday and this morning's run, I am hurting. I have a shooting pain in the arch of my left foot that goes all the way up the side of my leg in to my calf...which has led to two sleepless nights.

I did all but beg this morning when my husband was getting around for work...I will beg if I have to...just waiting on the go ahead for my new shoes...and praying it's before Rockford in less that two weeks.

A run with my sister

2011-04-27T09:15:00.002-05:00

Her and I
we can go months
running hundreds of miles
apart
then spend a few days together
and it feels like we have
been running side by side
our whole lives

Playlist: Umbrella (Travis Barker Remix)

2011-04-13T11:40:00.001-05:00

A few more weeks...

2011-04-06T10:10:00.004-05:00

Rockford Half is soon approaching. I am excited to get back to racing. I am feeling a little unprepared but I still have several weeks left to get a few long runs in before race day.

I feel like last year I was able to get outside more than this year. I have been trying to make it a point to run outside at least twice a week...with Dan's hours at work and me working most every Saturday it's tough though. I resort to running on the belt to no where the rest of the time.

This morning I wanted to crank the incline up for my second mile. I just picture those hills on the first couple miles of the Rockford course and really wonder if I will be able to maintain speed on them. So, I dropped my pace back a bit and put my incline at 4%. After about a quarter of a mile I could really feel my heart rate increase and my legs start to burn. I kept it up for the full mile and the dropped back to 1% for the remainder of my 4 miles. I think I have to do a major overhaul on my play list. It's boring me to death. I actually went back to some of the first songs I ever purchased and listed to them this morning for a change. It's amazing how much a boring play list affects my speed and endurance...totally dependent on my Forest (my ipod).

I Run...

2011-03-30T18:29:00.004-05:00

One day
my knees will give out
my lungs won't be able to take it
my legs won't move as fast
my body will fail me

It's a day I think about
when I don't think
I can run any farther
run any faster
take one more step

For now I run with everything I have
I run to enjoy myself
I run to feel better
I run for me
to feel the wind in my hair
everything in me working together

And if I do it enough
maybe I will remember
what this feels like
and keep it with me
until the day I leave this earth

For now, I run.

A Beginning

2011-03-28T16:57:00.004-05:00

When I started running almost 5 years ago, I intended to make it not only part of my life, but a part of my children's lives as well. I understand that not everyone is made to be a runner...and that might be true of my kids. But, I wanted to show them that physical fitness is important (whether it's running, biking, swimming) and Mommy is dedicated to keep herself in shape. It became part of our daily routine. We would get up, spend the morning playing, and then every single day at 10 AM I would load both K and L in the double jogger and head out for my 3 miles. They have grown up thinking that is just part of life...Mommy runs.

I don't know what sparked it, but my little princess asked me yesterday if I could help her "get in to running". Without hesitation my answer was obviously "yes". Since they are on Spring Break, it makes it all the more easier.

Well, today after lunch, my princess picked out her running outfit with extra care (although she's a tomboy...she has a really girly side too). I helped her tie up her shoes and we headed out the door. My littlest man wanted to ride his bike. My middle man, however, wanted no part of the physical activity and decided he was going to ride in the jogger. We walked to the end of the drive and we were off. I told my little girl to pace herself. It's not about how fast you can go, it's about going the distance set out before you. She did great for her first little run...at only 6 years old. She was able to make it a half mile straight. After that we walked on and off another half mile home. Her goal is to be able to run a whole mile.

On the way back, I told her that we needed to finish strong. She wanted to stop so bad...but it was pretty cold out there and Momma just wanted to get home....C was complaining of frost bite and difficulty holding on to his handle bars...and L was comfy cozy. I thought back to when my family and I would ride about 20 miles on our family bike rides when I was little...and we swear that my little brother was all of 3 when my parents made him go the distance. Huge hills would be in my sight and my mom would start chanting, "I think I can, I think I can". Until we were all up. It's something I still run through my head when I want to quit....and I used it today too. I started chanting and we started to pick up a little speed. She held on to the jogger and we finished strong. She walked to the mailbox and then sprinted the rest of the way home. I was one. proud. momma.

Never Again

2011-03-20T19:23:00.002-05:00

There have been many, many times that I have left home with nothing electronic on my person...no fuel belt...I just wanted to run and not feel held down by anything...including my cell phone.

On Saturday morning, Jamie and I set out on our weekly run. Her sister was in town and came along. It was a gorgeous day. For the first two or so miles, we were keeping a steady 10 minute/mile pace. It was really comfortable and felt great. At about 2.4 miles, Jamie and I both looked back and didn't see her sister. We waited for about a half minute and decided to back track and see where she was. When we came around a curve, there she was...and she was not smiling or running anymore. She had taken a fall and cut up her hands and messed up her leg...and none of us had a cell phone.

It was decided that Jamie would stay with her sister and I would run the 2.2.miles back to the house. I was determined for it not to take me more than 20 minutes to get back there. My average pace for those two miles was 9:03/mile...and at one point my fastest pace was 7:17/mile. My lungs and legs were burning...and although I knew that nobody had life threatening injuries, I wanted to push myself and see how fast I could make it...especially since I had 2.5 miles already under my belt.

I got back to the house and made the trip by car (with Jamie's husband driving...I was jello) to pick them up. Jamie's sister apologized for ruining our run. I actually thought of it (for myself atleast) as the total opposite. I still ran the same distance that I set out to run...I just ran it faster...and I was pretty pleased with my run that day. Not ruined at all...and my cell phone will now be with me at all times.

"Running Free"

2011-03-17T08:22:00.004-05:00

Yesterday morning, when I drove by the bank, the thermometer said fifty-eight degrees. It was an ideal day for a run outside...temps that I have been waiting for since the beginning of November. I saw a bunch of people all over taking advantage of the beautiful weather. My time came during the two hours I have alone every Wednesday evening...a wonderful break in the middle of the week. I didn't even think to charge my Garmin after my five miles on Sunday. I was bummed when I strapped it to my wrist, waited for a signal, and the message popped up saying "low battery". I guess every runner needs to "run free" every now and then.

Since I wasn't going to have my Garmin to keep track of my distance, I decided on a usual route that I knew...a route that I haven't run in a few weeks. I have run this route so many times that I can actually imagine in my head the exact spots where my watch beeps to let me know another mile has gone by. I started out fast and decided just to go for it. The last half mile was difficult to keep the pace, but I finished with my usual sprint. It felt good...and it felt fast...one run that I wish I would have had my Garmin for. Which reminds me, I need to put him on the charger right now.

Trail

2011-03-08T06:35:00.004-06:00

Sunday, I went out with my marathon running buddy (and good friend) and ran my first trail run this year. To our surprise there was still quite a bit of snow left on the trail that made some parts of it a really good workout...almost like running in sand. It was nice to be outside in the sunshine...with my friend who has been beside me for some of the hardest miles of my life. After we finished our 6 miles and said goodbye, I called my sister (who I miss terribly) and told her that I loved running again. I am thankful that I am able to hop on a treadmill and get my run in that way, but my eyes were opened on Sunday to just how much it's been cramping my style...and boring me to death. When we had one more mile to go, I let loose and upped my speed...and it felt great. So great, that we're going to make a habit of it now that it's March and the weather is supposed to be getting nicer.

For the Love of Food

2011-02-25T11:43:00.003-06:00

Seems like around this time every winter, I lose all self control. Maybe it's because I am all cooped up in a house and I swear I hear things calling my name from the cupboards in my kitchen. I have been trying to be ever so committed to my workout schedule...but my eating habits are in the crapper.

I realized just how bad things were when, on Sunday, I downed a whole box of Samoas (and maybe you will understand if you love samoas yourself) all. by. myself. As I was savoring the very last bite of the very last cookie in the box I had one of those ah-ha moments...okay maybe not, but my stomach did and it made sure that I wasn't going to do that again...at least for the rest of that day.

When I came out of my sugar coma and back to my senses I realized when I had done...and, girls (or maybe just a single reader) the scale doesn't lie. I experienced a little eaters remorse...you know, after you finish off that dessert at your favorite restaurant. You swore you were stuffed after your meal, but you just couldn't walk out the door without a taste...and then you ate the whole thing. You had to literally stuff the last bite in your mouth...because your parents always taught you that there are starving kids in Africa and you need to eat everything on your plate...it has stuck and to this day you can't stand wasting food...so, the button on your pants is about to burst and you could hurl if you saw that dessert ever again...really, any other food for that matter. Anyway, I have gotten totally side tracked by reliving my last visit to On the Border. Forgive me. Where was I?

Oh yeah, I came out of my sugar coma and realized that these extra 5 that I have put on could very easily turn in to 10, 15, 20 and I am not about to go there. I have a hard enough time dropping five pounds these days. Any more is just too much hard work for me. It's been back to the grind. I have a splitting headache and feel a little bit shaky, but I know it will all be better soon. There's 6 boxes of girl scout cookies downstairs and I am wondering when the outta sight, outta mind things kicks in...but so far, so good.

I have traded convenience for quality...I would much rather grab two cookies than cut up an apple or peal an orange. Late night eating has taken it's toll on me too. I eat dinner with the kids and then enjoy another dinner with my husband when he gets home (because his cooking is way better than mine). I know my eating is the culprit, not inactivity, because 4 miles a day hasn't put a dent in maintaining my weight. So, here we go again...time to climb this slippery slope. Racing season is soon approaching and I need to be back down to where I was. I need a few more PR's this year!

Possible

2011-02-13T18:58:00.000-06:00

"I've learned that finishing a marathon isn't just an athletic achievement. It's a state of mind; a state of mind that says anything is possible."

-John Hanc

Playlist: Would You Hold It Against Me

2011-02-13T18:56:00.000-06:00

This makes me turn up the speed...

A Change of Plans

2011-02-08T09:43:00.002-06:00

I have scratched my Spring marathon plans. It just isn't in the cards for me this time. With my kids being sick so often this winter, me getting sick (it's almost unheard of!), and the lack of motivation that varies from week to week, I am just not feeling it.

So, I signed up for the Rockford Half Marathon in May. I ran this one last year with my sister while I was still on my Marathon high...from running my first marathon just two weeks before. The course was decent, it was a smaller race, and it is close to home. My goal is to get my time down to about 2:05-2:08. It would make me really happy.

The deciding factor for me not running a Spring marathon as planned is signing up for The Chicago Marathon in October of this year!! I am excited to be running such a big race. I think it will be quite an experience...one that I will remember for the rest of my life...and I just may make it my annual thing. I am hoping that the third time is a charm and I can get my time between 4:30 and 4:45.

Week Two : Complete

2011-01-23T17:11:00.002-06:00

After a very bad first week, I was happy to complete my scheduled run today...and complete week two.

Last week, I had a head cold and was PMS-ing pretty bad...just not a good week for running. I am thankful that it's early in the game and I can put it off until next week.

This week, I stuck pretty closely to my schedule...just not the days that I was supposed to get my mileage in:

W - 4
Th- 3
F - 4
Su - 7

Total mileage for this week:18

I found out at work on Friday that I am anemic, which explains why all I want to do it sleep. I have just been dragging all day. So, I am back to taking my iron pill 3-4x a week and hopefully that will help. Other than that, it feels pretty good to be back. The soreness in my legs today after my seven miles was wonderfully familiar. Not to mention the fact that I have been able to go to the gym on days when it's in the single digits (apparently my husband knows who anonymous is and they called him up and told me that I have a little longer left on my membership!!!). Hoping to up my mileage next week.

Happy Running!!

Playlist : Mercy

2011-01-17T15:56:00.001-06:00

I recently added this funky song to my playlist. Makes me want to dance.

My Future Running Buddy

2011-01-11T10:20:00.004-06:00

(My Macy girl showing off her new collar)

We have a pit mix. She is precious. We adopted her from a shelter almost three years ago. She was a mess, pretty skinny, and in need of some TLC. We put some weight on her, spoiled her, and loved her to pieces. She's an old girl...about 8 or 9 years old. She runs with me when I know I am going to be running back roads that kinda freak me out. She's a good running buddy, but she poops out after any more than three miles. I literally have to drag her home.

For the past two months, we have been talking about getting her a friend. We looked at different breeds, checked out different shelters, and thought long and hard about it. Two weeks ago, we brought our little girl home...my future running buddy.

She is a precious Shepard/husky mix. She is super smart and fits in well with our wild and crazies. She is doing great with potty training and this past week has been going to the door and letting us know when she needs out...instead of us following her around and watching her like a hawk. She is getting used to walking on a leash and learning some other manners. She loves her new house and her big sister...who she likes to play with and tease. I am really looking forward to working with her and conditioning her to go on those long runs with me...she just needs to be a little older first.

I have always been an animal lover...it was just a lot easier when I wasn't the mom....and it wasn't my house. *grin* But, I am so glad that my kids are growing up with the same love that I have. Two dogs?! Yep, we are crazy...but this is just how we roll.

I am sure I will be posting a bit more on my new little running buddy...especially when we take our first long run together.

Here's where it all begins...

2011-01-10T14:05:00.002-06:00

This is my starting week. The weather is less than ideal, but I am super excited about getting back to the grind...not to mention, I have an awesome new arrangement with a friend to help me out.

Even though I have two marathons under my belt, I still feel like I have a lot to learn. I am really going to try to use these next four months to better my running. I have run one marathon with a whole lot of training and then I have run another with little to none. I don't want to over do it this time but I would like to go in to this marathon prepared to better my time...hopefully coming in somewhere close to 4:30.

Here's what my first week look like (the first couple weeks are the best!!):

Mon: rest
Tues: 3 miles
Wed: 5 miles
Thurs: 3 miles
Fri: rest
Sat: 8 miles
Sun: cross train

I am having a few reservations about the training plan I am doing. I am going to see how it goes, but I might have to switch it up a bit as far as my running days. Also, with working almost every Saturday, I might have to switch my long run day to Sunday instead of Saturday...or even Friday since my hubby has Fridays off until the weather gets nicer and work picks up. So, these next few weeks will be a trial period until I get the kinks worked out.

Let the training begin!

So it begins...

2011-01-04T09:24:00.002-06:00

I am beginning my marathon training next week!

I am thrilled with the way things have worked out. I will have to brave the cold, but I have made a deal with a friend and we will be swapping kids so that the both of us can run kid-less two days a week. Then, with my hubby having Fridays off until the colder weather passes and also the weekend, it leaves me for a pretty good running schedule. My running days will be Tuesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. Now to work out the kinks, come up with a plan for those bitter cold days, and get it all down on paper. I am beyond excited and looking forward to getting back out there. I love my little running buddy, but it will be nice to not have to push him in front of me...and have a little bit of a quiet escape for one to two hours.

2011 Good byes, Goals, and Races

2011-01-01T17:27:00.005-06:00

Happy New year!

One year ago, a huge gift lifted my spirits during a stressful season in my life. I was given (by an anonymous person) a years membership to my local gym. It was a huge blessing and really made my marathon training possible. So, today with the new year, comes the loss of my gym membership. It's going to take some getting used to. I am really going to need to work on toughing it up and getting out there in the cold...or getting creative with my workouts. I will especially miss it the next three months.

This time last year, I really wanted to start a new habit of logging all of my running miles. My Garmin keeps track of my miles run outside, but I did not keep up with logging my miles on the treadmill (or the times that I left all my equipment at home and just ran where my legs took me). So, that is a goal of mine this year and I am going to try it again. We'll see how it goes.

I have been thinking about what races I want to run this year. I am hoping to keep it as local (and inexpensive) as possible. I am thinking this is how my racing season is going to play out (give or take a race or two):

May 15th - Rockford Full Marathon (I loved the 1/2 last year...looking forward to the full)
June 4th - Milk Days 10K (I missed doing this last year)
June 12th - Northshore 1/2 Marathon
August 27th - The CRIM (my 4th!!!)
Sept - QC Marathon (loved doing the relay here...really nice race and course)
October - ?Local 1/2 Marathon? (Still looking) Pumpkin Fest 10K

Good luck in your 2011 racing season prep...or whatever fitness goals you have set for yourself! Happy Running!!

No Excuses

2010-12-07T14:02:00.002-06:00

It seems like I do this every winter...you would think I would learn by now. I put on about five or six pounds and I am surprised by it and wonder how it happened. During the spring and summer (especially this past year) I don't have to worry about what I eat or how much because I am burning it off during my training. I get so used to that, that December rolls around and I "forget" that I can't just eat whatever I want unless I want to keep my mileage up (which during these months, I feel like hibernating).

So, I stepped on the scale on Friday for the first time in a bit and I swear my eyes got as big as saucers. I shouldn't have been shocked because I have actually felt a little sluggish on my runs lately...which were few and far between for a good two or three weeks. So, I knew I had to get serious...and when I get serious, it's on.

A couple of years ago, I had a stubborn last 10 pounds of baby weight that would just not come off...as much as I ran. So, a friend of mine gave me the tools I needed to do weight watchers on my own at home...and it worked and worked well. So, I am back to counting points...which I find pretty fun. Team that with working out twice a day and I am down 3 pounds since Saturday. My goal is to be down at least three more pounds by Christmas.

December is my last month of my gym membership, which was given to my anonymously last year when my husband was unemployed. I am going to miss it a whole lot and it's been such a help to me in accomplishing everything I did this past year. I need to get on track and come up with the tools I need for when that's gone.

It's not easy and I can come up with a million and one excuses why it's easy for me to justify not eating right and exercising like I need to...but about three years ago, I was given a phrase : No Excuses...and I will just stick with that.

Playlist: Breathe

2010-12-01T16:25:00.000-06:00

Runner's High

2010-11-05T05:45:00.000-05:00

I'm not sure that I can describe what has been called the "runner's high," but like poetry and beauty, I know it when I experience it.

Matthew Shafner, runner

A Favorite of Mine...

2010-11-04T05:23:00.000-05:00

“I ran and ran and ran every day, and I acquired this sense of determination, this sense of spirit that I would never, never give up, no matter what else happened.”

-Wilma Rudolph

I run...

2010-11-03T18:10:00.002-05:00

...so I can eat.

In case you think I have it all together as far as proper diet and exercise go I have a confession to make: I don't...and especially around this time of the year (and this time of the month).

Like, let's take Halloween for example. I dress my kids up. I walk them around from house to house. And this Halloween, when my youngest decided he wanted to quit after not even filling his pumpkin half way, I was a little annoyed because it meant not so much candy for me.

So, it's no surprise that this week has been a terrible week for me. I have no will power and I feel like I am in a cloudy chocolate fog. I just cannot help it. I black out for a minute and I find 7 empty Reese's wrappers in front of me...how did that happen?! Just wake me when it's over...when all the candy has been eaten. At the rate I am going, that may not be too long.

I run so that I can eat...but this week I think the calories have caught up to me. I am sure next week, I will be able to resist the Reese's.

My Appreciation

2010-10-25T11:28:00.002-05:00

Today just happens to be the national Married to a Runner Appreciation Day. So, I couldn't let this day pass without a shout out to my husband, because without him I could not do what I do. Over the past year especially, he has had to put up with my crazy running ramblings, my obsessing over races, my complaining over my aches and pains, my 3-4 hour absences while I get my long runs in, and the rapid increase of how quickly I wear out my running shoes. Most recently though, he put aside all sense and reason and ran a full marathon without as much as going for a jog around the block just so that he (and I quote) "could be a part of something that you (meaning me) love to do." Whatta guy!

End of 2010 Racing Season

2010-10-23T14:01:00.003-05:00

Even though I didn't run as many races as I wanted to this year, I am happy with the distances I was able to run. This racing season I started off with my first full marathon, followed by another half marathon, ran another 10 mile CRIM, ran my first marathon relay, and then finished it off with my second full marathon. I am a bit down that it's over already...that the colder weather is coming and I won't be able to run outside as much as I would like. It's time to start planning for next year and searching for races that I would like to run and hopefully I will have it all planned out before the end of the year.

Since this past Sunday, I was able to get right back at it on Tuesday and kept my distance up this week. I collected four extra pounds over the past month...I enjoyed my carbs a little too much. So, I was happy to step on the scale this morning to see that I have shed two of those...two more to go. I have a goal of at least one long run a month just to kinda keep what I have going...it's amazing how quickly you can lose what you have built up (as far as endurance goes). For now, I am running for pleasure.

No Backing Down

2010-10-22T04:12:00.000-05:00

Stepping outside the comfort zone is the price I pay to find out how good I can be. If I planned on backing off every time running got difficult I would hang up my shoes and take up knitting.

Desiree Davila, marathoner and member of the Hansons-Brooks Original Distance Project

Des Moines Marathon

2010-10-20T03:29:00.007-05:00

...I rounded the corner, took out my headphones and soaked in the crowd cheering. I gave it my all in that last quarter of a mile. I crossed the finish line with my hands in the air and my head bowed in thanks...fighting back tears. I didn't start crying until I walked up to have my medal placed around my neck and the lady said, "This is what you have been waiting for". Yep, it really was...it meant that I had crossed that finish line. It meant that I conquered another 26.2 miles....

I worked all day on Saturday. Got out of work, headed home, and got in the car to make the five hour drive to Des Moines. Needless to say I was exhausted when we got there, but had trouble sleeping...like any night before a race. I was happy to have my husband there with me...and he surprised me by signing up to run. When I asked him if he was delusional, his response was oh so sweet: "I plan on staying with you as long as I can, but I just wanted to be a part of something you love to do." My man ran 26.2 miles because he is crazy about me...what more could a girl ask for?!

Anyway, I had no problem popping out of bed. My stomach was a little upset and I was trying to convince myself that this was no big deal, that I had done this before. After drinking a few glasses of water, I ate about a half cup of eggs, banana, and a bagel with cream cheese. I packed a half of bagel in my fuel belt along with peanut butter crackers, sport beans, and a few other things just in case (I was starving around mile 20 at my first marathon).

My race tat that Jamie picked up for me at the expo...pretty neat!

Ready to run!

The day was gorgeous...perfect running weather. Our group made our way to the starting line and found the pacer that we planned to run with. I honestly couldn't believe that I was there. I was pretty excited. We stood there waiting for a bit and then we were off. We ran the first two miles at a pretty fast pace and decided that the pace group wasn't for us...so Jamie and I chose to go it alone. We lost my hubby around mile 3...and that's when the crazy big hills started.

The scenery and houses were beautiful and really the hills seemed like no big deal. The next five miles were hilly, but felt pretty good. Just before mile 13, I saw my husband (he was around mile 11). He took a picture of me, gave me a kiss, and we kept on running. Crossing the half way point, I felt so much better than I did in Kenosha. I felt like I had a lot more in me, I was still smiling, and had no plans to walk.

It wasn't until around mile 18 that my legs started to cramp. Jamie kept on going and miles 18-20 would be rough for me...not only physically, but mentally too. I was trying really hard to push through, but I saw myself getting slower and slower. The thought of running six more miles seemed impossible. I kept praying, sometimes outloud and kept trucking.

The miles ticked down and before I knew it, I was at mile 25. The next mile would be an emotional one for me...and I wished I would have remembered my sunglasses. I fought back tears the whole way...so thankful. I was doing it, I was actually going to come in under five hours. I looked down seeing 4:49:12 on my watch. My Garmin tells me I did 26.4 miles...my chip time being 4:51:32. Either way, I am happy that I shaved so much time off from my last one!

Crossing the Finish Line!!

I found my running buddy Jamie after grabbing a few things to eat. We sat, walked, and stood around until everyone came in. I was so proud of my husband. He did not training at all, but ended up finishing in six hours...with a huge smile on his face and a heel kick in the air. We both had a great time, but a totally different experience that suited our personalities. It was a great time...and it was nice welcoming in to 2 percent.

Looking forward to my next marathon...I am hooked.

In it for a lifetime...

2010-10-15T08:24:00.001-05:00

We may train or peak for a certain race, but running is a lifetime sport.

Alberto Salazar, American marathon runner and coach

Pumped

2010-10-14T14:21:00.000-05:00

I really don't remember feeling this pumped for my marathon back in May.
I had a lot going on
A lot on my plate
I was determined then
but even more so now
I got my game face on
and I am ready to rock out those 26.2 miles
I know the pain
I know how mile 23 feels
I know I will make it
I am ready for this
looking forward to this
ready to lace up my shoes
walk out of the hotel
in to the chilly air
and run
and not stop for four hours and forty-five minutes
until I reach the finish
with my arms in the air
and a huge smile on my face
Des Moines, here I come.

Playlist : Just the Way You Are

2010-10-13T14:18:00.001-05:00

A song that puts a smile on my face...and makes me run a little faster.

For my feet...

2010-10-12T14:05:00.004-05:00

Last Thursday, I got up in the morning and wandered out of my room to the kitchen to get my kids started on breakfast. On the counter, waiting for me, was an Asics box with a note on the top from my supportive husband...a new pair of shoes! I haven't had a new pair since April 15th...I think it's a record...six months in the same shoe. Since Thursday, I have put 21 miles on them trying to break them in before Sunday. Another pair to carry me 26.2 miles. It's true: I run so I can eat....but I also run so I can have a new pair of shoes every so often.

Marathon number two, here I come...

2010-10-03T14:57:00.002-05:00

I decided after my marathon relay last week that I needed to run another marathon. I remember how hard it was, I remember the pain, I remember it was the hardest thing I had ever done...but, I also remember crossing that finish line and the sense of accomplishment.

In the month leading up to my marathon in May, I trained my butt off. I don't think I walked normally that whole time. Something always hurt and I dreaded my weekend long runs toward the end. Some people can handle that training plan...my body didn't do the best with it.

My main goal going in to the Wisconsin Marathon was to finish. I had no clue what to expect...how I was going to feel...and while running it, if it was ever going to end.

Going in to this marathon, even though it's two weeks away, I feel a lot better about it. My body feels great, I know what to expect, and I know that I can do this.

Yesterday, after work, I drove to my marathon buddy's house to head out for an eighteen mile run. We settled on an out and back on a nearby trail...that is absolutely beautiful this time of year...out and back so that we had to finish. I was a little nervous about the distance since the most I have run since the middle of May is the ten miles I ran at the CRIM...and that was a pretty poor performance.

I felt really good going in to it. I hydrated all morning and loaded up on carbs the night before. About three miles in to it, I was still feeling great but wondered if I could keep it up. I decided to break it up in my head as four 4.5 mile stretches and not think about the whole eighteen. The temp was chilly (which I think helped), I had no stomach problems really until the last couple of miles, I had a rockin playlist, and it was good to be doing a long run again with Jamie.

As the pain crept up as I neared the end of the trail and the cramping in my calves grew more intense, all I could do was be thankful...thankful for my health and for the opportunity to be doing what I love again. I finished strong and checked my watch pretty pleased that in the 18 miles that I ran, I averaged a 10:40 pace. I will never be the fastest, I will never finish at the top of my age group...I am a middle of the pack runner...but, I will finish and I will keep running.

I am feeling good about this marathon. I am going to soak it in and enjoy every mile (didn't do a very good job at that last time). And, this time, I will finish below 5 hours...4:40 to 4:50 I would be thrilled with.

Here we go again...

Eighteen miles...

2010-10-03T14:51:00.003-05:00

It's oddly familiar

painfully familiar

It creeps up on you

when the miles add up

Something I never thought I would miss

but now welcome as a lost friend

cramping, stiffness, shooting pain

pain from a long run

a run well run

oh how I have missed you.

Passion

2010-09-30T12:53:00.000-05:00

I run because it's my passion, and not just a sport. Every time I walk out the door, I know why I'm going where I'm going and I'm already focused on that special place where I find my peace and solitude. Running, to me, is more than just a physical exercise...it's a consistent reward for victory!

Sasha Azevedo, Model and runner

QC Marathon Relay

2010-09-27T11:58:00.004-05:00

If you are a runner and have never done a marathon relay, you should...they are a blast.

My "Sole Sisters" and me : (from L to R - Me, Jamie, Hollie, Amy, and Dani)

Yesterday, I had the privilege of running the Quad Cities Marathon Relay with four of my running friends. We ran as the "Sole Sisters" and my friend Jamie made up some awesome shirts. Not only was is nice being a part of a team, but the distance was nice too. The race was broken down in to 5 legs. The distances being : 6.6, 5.6, 5.7, 3.5, and 4.8 miles. I took the third leg of the race.

The weather was absolutely perfect racing weather. The energy of everyone running the relay was really great. After getting the slap bracelet passed off, I took off. I wanted to keep a pace of about 9:15/mile. I didn't want to start off too fast and burn out so I spent a lot of time looking at my watch for the first mile, making sure I stayed right around 9:15. After I settled in, I was able to enjoy the scenery (which was gorgeous running on Arsenel Island) and be thankful to be there. I had watched a few runners take off before me in my leg and remembered what they were wearing and kept sight of a few of them, determined to pick them off. One by one, I did...up until the very last seconds of my leg. There was this one girl in a darker blue shirt and she was the last one that I wanted to pass. I kept gaining on her the whole way. At my last mile, I finally caught her. She sped up about the last half of a mile and I just kept saying in my head, "Not on my watch, not on my watch". I checked the history of my laps in my Garmin and I think that's when I started running at a 7:48/mile pace. I passed her with a little bit to spare and handed off the slap bracelet to my teammate, pretty happy with how I ran my leg of the race. I checked my average pace and it ended up being 9:18/mile...right around what my goal was. I felt redeemed after the way I did at The CRIM.

My team with our medals!!

This race was very well organized, the volunteers were great, and the course was beautiful. The water and Gatorade was well stocked, they had plenty of Gu along the way, and there was even a few fruit and candy stations along the course. The after race party was great too...variety and plenty of it. I give the Quad Cities and A plus...probably the best race I have run in so far.

It quite inspiring to see the full marathoners along the course and especially close to the finish line. A few times, I just wanted to cry for them. What an accomplishment! It also lit a fire within me. I need to run another marathon...as many as I can...and I will...

Like Eating...

2010-09-23T17:30:00.003-05:00

It's my own space, my own time, when I'm just out there letting my thoughts go. It's part of my day like eating, and it's one of my favorite parts.

Louise Kent

I love this quote! It explains quite well what running has become in my life...it's part of my day...just like eating. I am a firm believer that there is no easy way. It's a lot of hard work, dedication, and determination. If you don't want to do the hard work...if you don't want to make exercise a part of your daily life...eventually your weight and bad health will catch up to you. And, maybe it's just me, but I want to continue to be able to actually live and not sit by watching everyone live.

Obstacles

2010-09-16T06:37:00.000-05:00

Obstacles are those frightening things that become visible when we take our eyes off our goals.

Henry Ford

Routine and Up Coming...

2010-09-10T13:35:00.001-05:00

School has started for my older two kids and my littlest and I have been hanging out, trying to get in to some sort of routine. Going to the gym at 4AM so I can get a workout in leaves me feeling really worn down by the end of the week...lately, most mornings, I don't even make it out of bed...I end up shutting off the alarm and going back to sleep. I have decided that twice a week, I will get up and go to the gym at four and while the weather is still nice, the rest of the week I will head out at 10AM with my running buddy (aka - my littlest man) in the jogger. So far, so good.

On the horizon as far as races go, I am getting ready for The Quad Cities Marathon at the end of September. For the first time, I will be running a marathon relay with four of my "running friends". We have all been given legs of the race and then finish together at the end. I want to make this the best five miles I have ever run...redemption after my disappointing CRIM finish. What ever the case, it should be fun to spend the weekend away with the girls.

Keep on running...

2010-09-09T13:34:00.000-05:00

I ran and ran every day, and I acquired a sense of determination, this sense of spirit that I would never, never, give up, no matter what else happened.

Wilma Rudolph, US Track Star

CRIM 2010

2010-08-31T05:53:00.003-05:00

On Saturday I ran my third CRIM. It didn't go as planned, but I am glad that I ran it another year. I was really hoping for a PR, but after mile 6 I knew that it wasn't going to happen. Along with fighting a nasty cold, I also forgot to throw my Garmin in my bag when packing for Michigan. I rely heavily on that thing...I am pretty attached, especially on racing days. I let my excitement get the best of me and ran my first 5 miles at a 9:20 pace (no little beeping on my arm telling me to slow down those first couple of miles). It was a pace I just couldn't maintain on those hills starting at mile five. At mile seven, I fell apart and ended up walking a bit. Not only do I need my Garmin, but I have found that I need my running buddies too. I really missed having someone to run with at this race. My time at the halfway point was awesome. My chip time, not so much. I finished this CRIM in 1:48:20. There were, however, a few highlights to this race:

My Dad drove me down there and waited for me at the finish line. Even though I didn't see him, just knowing he was waiting for me was special.

Around mile 2 or 3, I grabbed a Krispie Cream...something I have wanted to do since seeing them the first year I ran. Even though it didn't taste that great and I only ate half, I can now say that I grabbed one.

I went out there and ran. It wasn't my best race. It wasn't my best time. I was feeling crappy and PMS-ing, but I still did it. It just makes me want to do better next year.

And lastly, my medal is gorgeous! And for me, it's mostly about the medal.

Sick

2010-08-23T15:19:00.002-05:00

I am hardly ever sick.
I can't even remember the last time I was sick.
I have a high pain tolerance, but I am a huge baby when I am sick.
I complain, but don't take anything for a headache, stuffy nose, sore throat.
A big pet peeve of my husbands...because he has to hear me whine.
So, when I woke up on Sunday morning feeling like crap
I knew this wasn't going to be good...for anyone.
I am sick.
I have a pounding headache
itchy watery eyes
a chest cold
and a nose that runs faster than I do
and I have a race this Saturday.
I went out yesterday after sleeping the day away
and tried to run 8
I stopped at 5 and felt like I was going to die
Along with a few other things that are going on
I am really hoping I don't miss this years CRIM
Crossing my fingers and praying that I am standing
at the starting line in front of the Character Inn
on August 28th at 7 in the morning.
Say a little prayer for me.

Incredible Edible

2010-08-17T11:28:00.003-05:00

It has been wonderful to have so many fruits and veggies in my diet lately. My coworkers have been bringing in veggies from their gardens for anyone to take so I have helped myself. It has also been nice to up the protein in my diet. I have been having eggs once a day...usually scrambled with a few cut up veggies thrown in there (green pepper and tomatoes being my favorite) Above is a sample plate. I am down another 1.5 pounds and feeling so good. I haven't been at this weight for about two years. I am careful about what I eat during the week and limit snacking (I have eliminated all eating after 6PM). I am more lenient on the weekends (allowing myself sweet things), but watch my portions. And because I am a creature of habit and can eat the same thing everyday, anyday, I have been sticking to what works for me.

Quote

2010-08-11T05:28:00.000-05:00

I think there is too much emphasis placed on the distinction between the people in the front and the people in the back. I happen to feel that the sensations are exactly the same for all of us.

Kenny Moore, marathoner and writer

Spinning

2010-08-04T11:50:00.002-05:00

This was my Christmas present a few years back. Although I would rather run, it's been really fun getting back in to spinning. On mornings when I don't feel like heading out the door at 4:15 and on days that I don't think I am going to be able to work in an evening workout, I hop on my spinning bike in the comfort of my own home and off I go. It's always a challenge. The videos I pretty much know by heart now so I pop those in and just put in my ipod headphones so I can watch and don't have to listen to the people talk. When I hop off after a workout, my legs are burning and I am dripping sweat...always a good sign.

Playlist : Forever

2010-08-02T15:19:00.002-05:00

I know, I know...Chris Brown, right...but this song does add a great kick to my playlist. I like the beat and my favorite line "All you gotta do is watch me. Look at what I can do with my feet".

What's for dinner...

2010-07-31T12:03:00.003-05:00

I am not one to need much variety when it comes to food. I enjoy food, but I mostly just think of it in terms of fuel (the exception comes when I am PMS-ing). I can eat the same thing for lunch every day...same goes for dinner. With Dan working long hours, that's exactly what I did this past week. I had a little love affair with chicken. I added in different fruits and veggies each time. Here's my sample plate:

A few cut up strawberries, what's left of my half of an apple (I ate while I was waiting for my chicken to be done), peas (over the week I alternated between them and broccoli or green beans), a marinated chicken breast over about 10 cucumber slices. I followed that up with a 90 calorie granola bar and I was stuffed. I plan on doing it all over again this coming week. YUM!

Down

2010-07-30T10:56:00.004-05:00

It's probably a combination of things....

Since I haven't been running long distances several times a week I am not so hungry. I just ate and ate the whole time I was training for my marathon. It's nice to eat normal portions now and be filled.

My husband finally found work after being unemployed for 22 months. These past three weeks, I could actually feel the stress just lift away. Not being under so much stress has definitely helped in every area...especially stress eating (which I have never had a problem with until he lost his job).

I had a week in Michigan to relax and run with my sister. She was such a motivation to me. I was able to get back in to running every day and enjoying it. It gave me the kick I needed to continue at home.

I have stopped the late night snacking (which was as much as another meal). It was hard at first but now I just take myself right in to the bedroom and ask myself why I am wanting to eat so late. It's usually either because I didn't eat enough during the day, I am lonely, I am tired, or I am bored.

So, with that said, I am back down to my goal weight! In the last three weeks I have lost the five pounds I was wanting to get away from. Now to maintain....

2010-07-29T07:35:00.000-05:00

It's not like somebody else can run a marathon for you. It's all you out there. Finishing means you can say, "There's not a lot I can't do."

Kenneth Feld, Owner, Ringling Bros. and Barnum & Bailey Circus

Playlist : Run to You

2010-07-27T12:33:00.001-05:00

I am really in to them lately. Enjoy!

Back at it...

2010-07-27T06:58:00.002-05:00

This past week, my kids and I took a trip to Michigan to spend the week with my family. It was a great week and surprisingly enough, it was a great week of running for me. Every morning, my pregnant sister and I got up and went for our 4.5 mile run on the dirt roads by my parents house. One morning I felt like dr doolittle...we ran by 4 deer, a racoon, a few cats, and two bunnies. Not used to that! It was great to run along side my sister again...it will probably be the last time for a while. She is 25 weeks pregnant and still schooled me on every run but one. This past week was just what I needed to motivate me in training for The CRIM at the end of August.

Upcoming

2010-07-14T05:20:00.002-05:00

August 28th - The CRIM - A ten mile race that is way too much fun to miss. I am officially registered. I am really looking forward to it. During the registration process they ask how many CRIM's you have run. It was funny to put down 2. This will be my 3rd and I am really hoping to beat my previous time by a few minutes.

Sept 26th - Quad Cities Marathon Relay - This will be my first time running a relay. I am running it with 4 girlfriends...we have each taken a set distance. I think this one will be a lot of fun especially the team aspect of it. And, we get to make t-shirts!

I have been taking it easy these past couple of weeks and it will be nice to have two events on the horizon to motivate me.

Happy Running!

Sport

2010-06-28T07:56:00.000-05:00

People can't understand why a man runs. They don't see any sport in it. Argue it lacks the sight and thrill of body contact. Yet, the conflict is there, more raw and challenging than any man versus man competition. For in running it is man against himself, the cruelest of opponents. The other runners are not the real enemies. His adversary lies within him, in his ability, with brain and heart to master himself and his emotions.

Glenn Cunningham - American runner, Olympic Games medalist

Off Since Sunday

2010-06-24T13:24:00.003-05:00

I stepped out the door today,
wondering how to explain my absence
thinking through excuses that might work
and I must admit I have a few good ones
loosening up, I realized I was being silly
a little space is good once in a while
and in an instant I felt the familiar again
walking down the drive
to the road where I have started hundreds of runs before
I put one foot in front of the other
and there I was
and it felt good
to be running again

Playin in the Mud

2010-06-21T08:52:00.001-05:00

This past Saturday, a group of my running friends and I went and ran the Warrior Dash. If you haven't heard anything about it, the Warrior Dash is a 3.17 mile muddy race through 12 obstacles along the way. I was a little (okay, a lot) worried getting on the shuttle (a stinky school bus).

Jamie and me on the stinky school bus

When we arrived at the race, I was wondering what we had signed up for. Because of the wet weather that we've been having, there was no way around the mud, even off the course. You just have to embrace it.

The actual race was tough. It was a total body workout and the mud made every step harder...over cars, through tunnels, up steep muddy hills, across planks, through a swamp, over hurdles, up cargo nets, tires, rolling hills, over fire, under barbed wire. My least favorite part of the race was the swamp that smelled like manure (and it probably was). My favorite was the cargo net.

After I crossed the finish line holding the hand of my running buddy we waiting for the rest of us and walked to the "showers"...a tanker truck...which was almost as fun as the race.

If you don't mind getting a little dirty, you have got to try this race. It's definitely something I would love to do again!

The group after crossing the finish line...Don't we look like Warriors?!

*Results are in : I finished 102 out of 915 in my women's age group and averaged 9:44/mile! Pretty pleased with my time considering the obstacles and all the mud!!*

Clean Break

2010-06-08T10:47:00.002-05:00

I really have no idea how this happened.

I went out for five miles last night with my marathon running buddy. When I went to put my head phones in, mind you they were all still in one piece, I had absolutely no sound. They have been sounding kinda fuzzy sounding for a few weeks, but as long as there was still sound, it didn't matter to me. I held on to them for the remainder of our run and tossed them in the passenger seat for the drive home. I got home, carried them in the house and felt something fall out of my hand. I looked down to see one of my ear pieces. I thought to myself, that can't be mine. Sure enough, it was. Clean break, just like that. Bummer. I was really attached to those head phones that have been so many places and so many races with me.

Rain

2010-06-06T14:48:00.003-05:00

Running, lately, has been strictly for my enjoyment. The pressure is off. It's nice to go out for a run because I want to and not because I feel that I have to because that's what my training schedule says.

I haven't felt the need for a run in quite some time like I did today. I felt like if I didn't hurry up and get my running shoes on and bolt out the door that my head was going to explode.

I was in a mood and I know that running is one of those things that can pull me out.

The wind was strong today, but I was glutton for punishment. My first mile was a loop. My second mile, I headed out of my sub for a straight mile in to the wind. It was tough and I couldn't seem to get my mile under 9:45. The fight was exhilarating...it was like going up a hill for a whole mile. With my mood, I needed that...my body needed that.

My third mile, I turned around and went back. I had much better results running with the wind. My third mile I kept a 9:05 pace and it felt pretty effortless...it looked pretty good on my Garmin too.

It started to really blow and cloud up with I came back in to my sub. I really wanted to keep going. I was thirsty to run in the rain. I dropped my Garmin and my ipod back off at the house in anticipation and headed out for another 1.5 miles.

I hadn't even gotten 0.2 of a mile in to my last stretch that it started to sprinkle. I hoped it would rain even harder and I got my wish. It came down...sounded wonderful, felt refreshing, smelled incredible. It wasn't until that moment that I was able to smile.

It didn't last long, maybe about 5 minutes but it was all I needed to wash away my mood and leave me thirsty for another run in the rain.

Keep on running...

2010-06-03T08:31:00.002-05:00

The race is not always to the swift, but to those who keep on running.

Nike Running Poster

Garbage Day and Dogs

2010-05-27T06:19:00.004-05:00

I love that the sun is rising earlier so I can run outside earlier in the morning.

I had an eventful run this morning.

There are two things that I hate when running: garbage day and dogs that are not on a chain or a leash. And today was my lucky day because not only was it garbage day, I got chased by a big black dog.

I had forgotten what day it was when I walked out my front door and then I saw all of the trash cans lined up down the street like little soldiers standing at attention. Luckily, it was early and not many people were driving around so, for the most part, I stayed toward the middle of the road. The truck had not been around our sub yet so most every can was overflowing...at least the sun wasn't beating down on it or it would have been a lot more foul smelling.

I made it out of our sub and headed down the road to a neighboring one. When I entered the sub, I heard a dog. Now, when I hear a dog, I am instantly on high alert...because that dog could be running free. And this one was... a big, black dog. Then, I saw that he was running out of his yard toward me barking. Not a good sign. I tried to speed up. He must have saw something he liked better in the yard next to me because he disappeared behind the house in to the back yard. It was then that I prayed he would be hit by a car before I had to loop back by him...oops.

After that little scare was over, I heard the garbage truck and knew we would be crossing paths on a road up ahead. The truck was heading straight and I was about to make a left hand turn right in it's path or behind it if I didn't hurry up. So, I sped up a little and managed to get in front of it. I think it was incentive to speed up because I heard him chucking the garbage in his truck faster than what it seemed like before. Nothing is worse than being behind the truck. Now, I have this truck on my tail (not really, but it sure did sound like it) and I was rounding the loop and heading back toward the house with the dog on the loose.

I was relieved to see that the police had been called by the neighbor whose yard he ran in to instead of chasing after me. They had the dog under control...looked like he was off to doggy jail because the people weren't coming to the door. At least he wasn't hit by a car. :)

So, that's the story of my eventful run...and wouldn't you know, this is the morning I picked to go without my ipod.

Ridin' Solo

2010-05-21T09:31:00.003-05:00

I sold my beloved double jogger back in March and in April I found a single jogger in a town nearby on ebay for $20. I couldn't pass it up. Training and joggers really don't seem to go together for me. When training, I have a hard enough time keeping myself rolling and can't imagine pushing a jogger ten plus miles. But, since I am going to take in easy for a month or two it works out rather nicely for me.

So, here's my youngest riding solo.

In the fall when my other two start their first year of full day school, it will just be him and me. I got a taste of what it will be like yesterday and decided to take him on a run with me.

He's a talker and I really should have brought my headphones and something for him to do for the half hour we were gone. It was difficult to concentrate...but he was so very cute.

About a half mile in he started saying, "Good job, Mommy, good job." It put a smile on my face to hear him encouraging me.

I decided to take him out of our subdivision and down the road. When we turned out of our sub he started telling me that I was doing a bad thing. He told me to turn around because we were going to get in trouble and Daddy was going to be so mad at us. Apparently, my two year old is the boundary police...and yes, he did tell on me.

Around mile 2 when I started to slow down a bit, he started saying, "Go faster! We're going too slow."

It was tough pushing him and I couldn't keep a pace that I was hoping for, but he was good company and I am looking forward to making it part of our morning routine.

Labor and Running

2010-05-19T07:56:00.004-05:00

I am convinced that running a marathon is a lot like giving birth. Don't get me wrong, I am not an expert by any means...I have only run one. But, I have had three kids and in a lot of ways that was much easier...especially since both of my drug free labors were shorter than it took me to run my marathon (yep, both were less than 5 hours).

With both labor and also marathon training, months are spent preparing and making sure you are ready. It is so exciting but the closer it gets to "game day" you just want to get it over with. No matter how ready you are, there are still doubts if you will be able to get through it.

With a marathon, you know exactly what day things will happen....giving birth you do not. But, when the day arrives, the adrenaline is crazy and you are nervous and excited all at the same time. It's the moment you have been waiting for...no turning back.

Now, I had my last two kiddos with no pain medication at all and in a strange way, the pain scale was similar. You start out confident. You are feeling great. The further in, the pain is building and the fatigue is setting in. You dig deep and find something with in yourself to get you through to the end...but it's painful.

When labor is over and you are holding your baby in your arms, you very quickly forget the extreme pain. The moment you have been waiting for is here and you did it.

Just as it is with labor, when you cross that finish line and you are wearing that medal around your neck, all the pain was worth it and the accomplishment that you feel is out of this world. Because really, why would anyone ever put themselves through that again if they truly remembered in exact detail what it was like.

Now, I am in no way saying having that medal around your neck and being able to say you ran a marathon and finished is like holding that little life for the first time, but it was really bizarre to me just how similar the processes were. I had heard they were similar, but until you do both, you can't seem to reconcile the two.

Although, I will never give birth again (those days are over for us) I will run another marathon. With my first one under my belt, I now know what to expect and I only plan to improve my time from here. Shooting for an October marathon...more on that later.

Change

2010-05-18T10:31:00.000-05:00

Running has the power to change your life. It will make you fitter, healthier, even happier.

Selene Yeager, "Let's Get Started," May 2010 issue of Runner's World

Rockford Half Marathon

2010-05-16T19:59:00.004-05:00

This one was special.

My sister was supposed to come out two weeks ago to run Kenosha with our group. She was originally going to run the full Marathon, but had to change to the half because she found out she was pregnant. Well, a day before they were supposed to leave to come out her whole family (minus one) got the stomach flu. So, their trip was cancelled and we were both very bummed.

After running the Wisconsin Marathon, I started looking for half marathons that night. I found one in Rockford and called her to tell her...just to share...I had no clue that she would want to do it with me. But, that's what happened...I signed up and so did she. This time, she made it out here.

We got up this morning and left the house around 5:30AM. I was not nervous at all and I slept great. Having her by my side was wonderful...although I was a little worried about her (being pregnant). On the car ride over, a bird hit my windshield and I watched the feathers fly in my rearview mirror...wondering if that was bad luck.

We found our way to a parking garage near the starting line, hit the icky potties, and took our places at the starting line. We were freezing. The horn sounded and we were off. I wanted to keep a 10:00/mile pace to meet my goal of finishing between 2:10 and 2:15. During the hilly first half of the race (where aparently my sister was cursing me) I didn't know if I could keep it up. The hills were tough and a few seemed to go on forever. We got separated at about mile 3 or 4 and I literally thought about her and prayed for her and my little niece (just a guess) the whole rest of the way.

I did just fine keeping it below my 10:00/mile pace until mile 10. I looked at my watch and saw 1:39 and just imagined The CRIM and thought of how I would be done if that was the race that I was running. Well, that's not exactly something you should do during a race when you have a bit more to go. The mind games started and my knee was killing me. It was then that I thought of my two friends Jamie (who I ran the full with two weeks ago) and Hollie (my bestest and my encourager) and told myself that I had come too far to stop. I kept truckin.

I slowed down a bit from mile 11-12. I was pretty disappointed in myself that I couldn't seem to keep my pace below 10:30. But, at mile 12 I put the pain aside and decided I was going to finish strong. I turned the corner at mile 13 and the finish line was beautiful...but, more than .1 of a mile away (turned out to be .26 according to both my Garmin and my sister's)...it was a nice sprint though.

I crossed the finish line with both of my arms in the air, a big smile on my face, with 2:13:12 on the clock, and I thought to myself, "I love running. That was a blast!" It was probably the most enjoyable run I have had. I stood just beyond the finish line and waited for my sis. Baby on board, she finished in 2:17:32...I was so very proud of her.

We were so excited to get to the start line, we paid no attention to where we parked the car...oops...eventually we found it.

It's great to have something to share with my sister...a passion that we share...memories we make together.

Calist, it was a blast. After this kid is done cookin, we'll have to do it again sometime. :-)