Monday, November 23, 2009

My Happy Place

First of all I want to say WOW!
THANKS TO ALL MY NEW FOLLOWERS!
Welcome to the madness that is me and my running life!

The photo below is My Happy Place, along with The Train Trestle I blogged about last month (read about that HERE). When I get tired or overwhelmed I want to close my eyes and see myself standing here, with the waves crashing and the sun setting. The sand under my feet. Everything seems to melt away, until I open my eyes and see the dark dreary skies that are here for the next 7 months.


Where is your happy place?

On more of a running note, OUCH! I forgot to wear my body glide (oops) during my awesome run with Tall Mom. My arm pits are on fire! My shirt, bra and arms (I guess????) all rubbed together to rub my sweet smelling pits raw. Grrrrr! I know better but body glide slipped my mind. I almost always were it when I am running anything over 10 miles. Next Sunday I will not forget!! Mark. My. Words.

Today I am grateful for:
My awesome dog who is ever-forgiving (will I be so lucky with my fiends?)
Wall heaters that make a room so cozy.
My winter Victoria Secret PJ's.
Happy days when all seems right with the world, if even for a moment.



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Saturday, November 21, 2009

13 Miles of Fun!

I ran 13 miles with Mel-Tall Mom on the Run this morning! I have a few things going right now (like trying to occupy my Little Buddy and Lazy dog while The Hubs is P90X-ing it up in the living room) so I will have to give a full report this evening. Until then I will just have to say it was awesome and Mel rocks the hiz-ouse (I know, I am a nerd and this picture proves it)!

I AM READY FOR SEATTLE! BRING IT!

**EDIT**
Next Sunday is the Seattle Half Marathon, in case you were wondering! I am ready! This morning was my chance to build my confidence, push away all those mean insecurities! A good dose of Tall Mom works wonders! She is such a great running partner! The time passes so quickly and we just gab and gab and gab! The morning was pretty uneventful. The rain even held off with only maybe half a mile (if that) of sprinkles. The temperature hovered around 43 degrees and actually made for a pleasant run.

Here are our stats:

Mile 1: 8:36
Mile 2: 9:05
Mile 3: 9:32
Mile 4: 9:30
Mile 5: 9:27
Mile 6: 9:35
Mile 7: 9:28
Mile 8: 9:45- I got a little tired and tried to slow down a bit, but it didn’t last. :)
Mile 9: 9:25
Mile 10: 9:30
Mile 11: 9:27
Mile 12: 9:31
Mile 13: 9:29

Last random .03 walking: 0:38

Total time: 2:03:05 (minus the .38 seconds 2:02:45)


Can I just say, 2:02:45 is the fastest I have ever run 13 miles? WHAT? My PR for the ½ was in the Tacoma City Half Marathon and I ran a 2:03:26. So where does that leave me for next Sunday? Hmm….Hills are a factor. But no pressure, right? I just have to stick to my plan and go out there and run.


Today I am grateful for:

Taco night!

A long run with no rain!
My Christmas present early, that's right folks, I opened it, I couldn't wait any longer:

My Little Buddy's squishy, cute, and loveable toes (see above left, that is not my hand friends).

Run Happy, Run Strong!


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Thursday, November 19, 2009

Let's Get Real...

It is dark, wet, dreary, cold and crummy here. Blah. Track work on days like this just plain sucks. Not to mention I am so 8th grade about my running shoes, I want them to be clean and pretty. Running in the rain does not make for eye-piercing white shoes. On last weekend’s long run with Mel my shoes got a little bit dirty, they are just white now, not glowing-white. They are getting broken in and by 9:30 AM next Sunday who knows what they will look like!!!

Yesterday I had a great run with AN the RB. We hit the street with only a plan to run 4 or 5 miles. We ended up with 4.5. And a great run!

Stats for yesterdays run:
Mile 1: 9:41
Mile 2: 9:24
Mile 3: 9:27
Mile 4: 9:13
Mile .5: 4:21
Total: 42:09

Now, for the true confessions.

I think I have an inner fat girl. I know I am not exactly fat. I know that my BMI says I am in the normal range. I know I am in great shape and fit. I know I can run 13.1 miles and still have energy left for the rest of the day. I know I can squat 60pounds and bench 50 (I know that is not a lot but hey, I can do it!). I know I am athletic. But something inside me just empathizes with people who are overweight, I feel like I am right there with them when they struggle, afterall I have an inner fat girl. And then, I can’t get the image of the 5 pounds of fat (Check out Zoe’s blog HERE) out of my head and I know just where that 5 pound blob is sitting: on my thighs and my waist. It won’t budge. I cannot get rid of it. I can run further, run faster, lift more, do tri’s, water aerobics, crossfit, P90x….it will NOT budge. Truly, I am happy with where I am but I strive to be better. I have worked hard to lose 58 pounds. I bet most of my friends and even family who read this blog had no idea that I had that much weight to lose after I had my Little Buddy.

It has been a struggle. I thought it was impossible to juggle being a mom, a wife (military wife nonetheless) and being me. Then I lost me. So it was way easier to juggle mom/wife with ME not in the picture. It has taken me a long time but I have found me. ME! Hi ME! I have missed you! And now I am still learning to juggle and find balance between ME, MOM, and WIFE. It can be done. So I keep running. I keep setting goals, planning races, and focusing on ME! I love having me back and I think I am here to stay!

Today I am grateful for:
ME!
My Little Buddy and The Hubs for supporting me all this time.
Jessica!
My present, that I may have opened! :) More about that next time!

Run Happy Peeps!


Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Seattle Half: I have a PLAN!

I have been thinking about my Seattle Half Plan. Last year was a serious mess. I had no plan and no idea what I was in for. This was my first BIG race. While it was my 4th half marathon the others I had run were smaller, maybe 1000 people, at the biggest. Seattle was different. It was big. We are talking at least 15,000 people. So I made some serious Rookie Mistakes. I was corralled in near the back of the pack at the start line. I thought the pack would clear out, at least a little bit after they started the walkers. I thought at least half of the wad of people in front of me were walkers (WHY they start the walkers only 5 minutes before the runners is BEYOND me). When I heard the countdown for the walkers to begin I got ready to move forward. Unfortunately the wad did not budge. I waited, and waited. And waited…the wad did not move. At least 5 minutes passed and I decided I had to climb over a barricade and elbow my way into the road where the race was to start. I heard the countdown to begin our run and still it was like trying to swim in a can of sardines.

When there was finally room to begin running I RAN. I ran fast. WAY faster that I was supposed to run, faster than I had trained to run, faster than I was able to run. My pace for that race should have been around 9:30/mile. My first two miles were run at about an 8:15 pace. Big FAT OOPS. All I could think was, “I need to clear the pack!” “I have to break out of this wad of people!” It never happened. There were just too many people. I kept running, fast, so that I could break out of the pack and I thought certainly it would thin out, sooner or later. It didn’t. Not to mention I weaved my way through the crowd and most likely ran 2 miles in the first mile simply due to weaving. By mile four I was pretty tired and I hadn’t really even hit the hills yet.
But this year…THIS YEAR I have a PLAN and a new wit about me. I am running smarter this year. Here is my plan:

Beginning of the race: Get towards the front early. I won’t hang back and make the mistake of waiting for the walkers to clear out, they won’t. I will be up toward the front.

First mile: I will try to settle into my pace (if possible) and not go out too hard too fast. I know I cannot clear the pack. I will not weave like I did last year. A small amount of weaving is ok, but I will not let it get out of control.

Mile 2: Hold my pace and focus on breathing.

Water stations: It seems to work best when I actually walk through the water station. This way I actually get to hydrate and not inhale the water. In the long run this helps. (I am talking walking no more than 5 or 6 steps, just enough to drink then it is back to running).

Mile 3-13.1: Enjoy the run! There are a lot of mind-blowing hills that could easily psych me out,
but I am going to focus on my pace, my legs, my breathing, and my training. The hills will not defeat me this year.

This is my plan as of now. I may add to it as this week progresses and early next week but I feel like I have hit on the major areas that really doomed me last year.

12 Days Until Seattle Half!
Today I am grateful for:
Early morning snuggles with my Little Buddy.
My cozy Ugg boots.
Coffee!

Run Happy Peeps!