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Long time no blog...

2011-07-07T12:07:00.001-07:00

Hello anyone who still checks and/or reads my blog. Hello? Anyone? *crickets*

Well yes, it's been a while (ahem, 3 months) since my last post (as usual), but that's only because I haven't really had much to report on. So, I'll use this post as a "catch-up."

Life is somewhat busy, but not all that exciting. I'm still working my cubicle job, teaching voice lessons, attending church meetings, etc.

The bulk of my remaining free time has been spent...you guessed it...running! So far, so good. My toe is still healing, I'm waiting for the scar tissue to go down, so it will be a normal size. But, it doesn't affect my running or anything else. So that is good.

I've been in race mode ever since the doc cleared me to run. Don't worry, I won't bore you with every race I've done...just a few. I love seeing friends and fellow runners at races and obviously trying to better my times. (the food at the end of the race is a big draw, too!)

For whatever reason, I'm hitting some big PRs that I really didn't expect to hit this year or this early (given being off for a month). So far, I've PR'd in the 5K, 8K, and Half Marathon. I'm so excited!

The 5K PR came at an adorable "tutu" trot fundraiser race. My Garmin wasn't working, so I really had no clue what my pace was. I ran a 23:04 and was shocked!

The Half Marathon PR came at the Sturgis Falls half in my hometown. This was a tough race, as my dad has been at that race cheering for me for several years. I knew it would be weird running it and not seeing him at the usual spots. Lucky for me, I still had some cheerleaders. My mom was at several spots and my brother, sister-in-law, and their kids were at the finish. The best surprise was around mile 11. I came to a corner and saw my aunt and uncle, their 3 kids, and grandkids. I didn't know they were going to be there, so it was SO nice! And that's where the big teardrops fell.

I took off too fast and felt horrible for the first two miles. Like, I pretty much decided during mile 2 that it would be a 2:00 half marathon day...and that was ok with me. But then I fell into an 8:15ish pace and couldn't break out of it. With four miles to go, I was still thinking I'd run around 1:50, which was my previous PR. It wasn't until the last half mile that I realized I was definitely going to do better than 1:50. I ran a 1:47:48, nearly a 3 minute PR. Wahoo!

Before reuniting with my family, I took a moment and thought about my dad. He would have been photographing the time clock and then running over to SHOW me my time. I definitely got emotional, but I know Dad was excited, watching from his new place.

A week after the half, I ran the local 4th of July 8K race in CR. My previous PR was at this race in 2009, 39:24. While I wanted to set a new PR this year, I just wasn't sure if it would happen. I made a "secret" goal of running it in around 38:00. I figured I could try to keep a 7:30 pace and see what happens.

Well, what happens is, you feel like crap! OMG - I started a little fast, but fell into the right pace...painful as it was. By mile 4, my watch was reading just under 31:00. I don't think I've ever run 4 miles that fast...and there was still 1 more mile.

I won't lie, I did the math and figured I could just jog that last mile and still come in under 39:00ish, which would technically be a PR...right? But I tried to keep at it, pukey as I felt, and push through. I'd say I was near puking in the final stretch, so I couldn't finish as I hard as I wanted to. But, my final time was 38:04! Wahoo again!

Common denominator for all 3 of these PRs? I wanted to puke my guts out during all of them. So, the pukey feeling is apparently key to running well...

I have no idea how/why I'm hitting these PRs, either. For starters, I took a month off and did absolutely NOTHING...but still ate crappy. For another, I am not doing any speedwork (other than races) or weight training (at least, not regularly). And the final thing? Um, I eat terrible. Maybe not as bad as what they talk about on news programs...but a health freak I am not. It makes it kind of tempting to keep up the bad behavior, doesn't it? :-)

To be fair to myself, I have been pretty good about getting back into a regular running routine, and adding in longer runs. No plans for a marathon this year...looks like I'm taking the year off from that distance.

What else have I been up to?

Oh, I went to visit my Auntie Rose in Prescott, AZ. I'd never been to Arizona before and it was gorgeous. I had perfect running weather, too! It was so good to bond with my aunt and just hang out, no plans. We shopped a little, ate a lot, read, and watched some junky tv. Good stuff.

My wonderful friend Sarah came to visit in late June and we had a blast! Again, there was good discussion, junk food, and a movie. Love it!

I also babysat my nieces and nephew the night before the half. We watched "Tangled" and snuggled on the couch. They are the cutest, sweetest, most fun kids - period.

I've declared this the "summer of reading" and so far, it's going well. I'm 2 for 2. I've read "The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks" and "The Help." I highly recommend them both - so interesting and hard to put down. I just started reading "Major Pettigrew's Last Stand." I'll let you know my thoughts on that one.

OK, let's hope I don't go another 3 months before I post again...

Hello again...

2011-04-13T05:25:00.000-07:00

Yep, I'm aware it's been over a month since my last post. And? I have no excuse...nothin'. So, I'll just do a little catch up and assume none of you missed me. My last post referenced a 5K I was about to run that weekend. It was a lot of fun and my time ended up being only 5 seconds slower than my PR in October. So, I was pretty happy about that.

It was a fun morning with fellow friends & runners. That was my final race before having surgery on my toe. The surgery went well, as did the recovery. It killed me to be couch-bound for 5 days and then pretty sedentary for another 3 weeks. But, I did it! I was cleared to run (as tolerated) on March 31st - and, of course, went running that night. I would say I'm semi-back, as it'll be a while before I can run farther than 4ish miles. Other than that, it feels great. The toe still has some swelling, but doesn't bother me when I run.

I have to say, my sanity has returned (a bit) since I could start running again. I honestly felt like I was going to explode, without the outlet of running. So, that has been a big boost. I ran my first post-surgery 5K last Saturday. I had never run this one before, so I had no idea what the course was. My only goal for this 5K was to run it. I really wanted to get a feel for how much fitness I lost. It should be noted that large quantities of food/sweets may have been consumed during previously mentioned sedentary time. While my metabolism stepped up (thank you) and there were no major weight ramifications...I was concerned how un-fit I might be as a result.

I took off, knowing I was going too fast, but just tried to stick with it. First mile - 7:36. Ouch! OK, on to the 2nd mile. It turns out there are 2 sizeable hills in this course - CRAP! So, they made their appearance in mile 2. I did not enjoy them - at all. Mile 2 - 8:30. LOL, that really shows that I must have been walking those hills (I didn't, I promise). My legs and body were hurting by mile 3. I was thinking, "WHY did I think this was a good idea my first week back?" There was a also a fun little headwind during the last half mile. Mile 3 - 7:56. Overall time was 24:11 and the course ended up being short. It was basically 3 miles.

I'm pretty happy with it, considering I've done zero hills (or anything) in the last 4-5 weeks. It was good to get out there and see where I'm at. I think endurance is the big thing I've lost, but I'll get it back. (I have to, I'm running a half marathon in June!)

Other than that, life goes on. Nothing else to report - that I can think of.

Catch up...

2011-02-22T08:18:00.000-08:00

Well, yet again, I've neglected my blog. Oops!

My life has had a significant change since my last post. Many of you already know about it, but I'll share it here. I was awakened late on Tuesday night in mid-January, to hear that my dad had bleeding in the brain and was in the ER. After some cat scans, he was taken, by ambulance, to UIHC. It was determined that he had had a brain aneurysm.

A brain aneurysm is bad, but my dad was on blood thinner for another condition, so, it was extra bad. Dad went into a coma before I ever saw him. I made it to the hospital that night and UIHC sort of became our home away from home (not in a good way) that week.

They did perform brain surgery on him and were able to sort of stop the bleeding, but the damage had been done. After several days and a meeting with the doctors, it was determined that Dad's condition would not improve. We made the difficult decision to take him off of life support. Dad passed away peacefully on January 25.

It's been a difficult time for all of us, and definitely a rough start to the year. Many of you know this, but I'm so incredibly appreciative of the thoughts, prayers, cards, donations, etc., that were sent my/our way. I'm very blessed to have the friends I do - believe me, I know it!

Since the funeral, I've been trying to get caught up and back into my routine. I finally feel like I'm in a place where I don't feel completely behind, which is good.

I've been running and enjoying it. In fact, the morning Dad passed, my friends Carrie, Erin, and I went for a run. I know Dad was smiling down on us! It was just what I needed.

I'm running a local 5K this Saturday, which should be fun. I don't have any big goals, other than to have a good race. After that, I'll be on hiatus for a few weeks (most of March). Remember this post? Well, that stupid toe still hasn't healed. I actually broke a piece of bone off...and it never reattached.

So, I have to get a little surgery on my little toe. So. Stupid. But, necessary. At some point, shoes shouldn't hurt (because your gigantic pinky toe doesn't fit in them). I'll be fairly immobile for a few days and then a bit better after that. I hope to be running sometime in late March.

Then, I'll be back at it and planning some races. I will not do a Spring marathon this year, as it's just not in the cards. But, I do hope to run a Fall marathon - not sure which one yet. Here's hoping I "come back" better, stronger, and faster (and not just in running)!

50K...errr, 25K Race!

2010-12-16T07:18:00.000-08:00

Last weekend, my friend Carrie and I ran in a local 25K or 50K (~31 mile) race. It was the first year for this event and we thought it would be fun to do. Yes, we thought it would be FUN to run a 31 mile race, in Iowa, in December, on a trail, in the snow and cold temps. We girls know how to have a good time!

Let me just interject that this is a for realz trail race. It's not all nice and sparkly. We're talking mud, trees, roots, rocks, etc.

So, race day is a bit rainy, but at least it's a balmy 30 degrees outside! We geared up and headed to Lake MacBride. As we're sitting in the car with Denton (Carrie's hubby), Carrie says this. "I don't get why people seem to think we could get hurt." To which I say, "Carrie, because we might ACTUALLY get hurt!!!" Um, duh! Carrie then says that we are smart runners, so we wouldn't get hurt. To which I say, "No, we are not smart, Carrie. The very essence of what we're doing today, in these conditions, is stupid." I think I made Denton's day at that point.

We all gathered at the start line and took off. The first part of the race is on a short little woody trail, then it drops you off at a road. We were on that road for a few miles, before linking up with another trail.

I have to say, even though it was raining and not ideal conditions, I was able to keep a decent attitude. I was actually pretty warm for the first part of the race. I had no real time goal for this race, other than to just run however I felt and finish. So, I took my time and enjoyed the Christmas music mix on my Shuffle.

When I got to the trail in Solon, I realized just how much rain was falling. The trail was muddy. I have a bum ankle that doesn't particularly do well in uneven, muddy terrain. It basically starts to roll. It can only roll so many times before I actually sprain it. So, around mile 7, I was entertaining the thought that I might be doing one loop. The only reason being that my ankle wasn't going to do well when that trail got even muddier.

I finished that piece of the trail and then headed off to the part of the trail where you head toward the spillway. Oh yes, the spillway. This part of the race wasn't too bad...until the spillway.

As I came upon the spillway, I heard, "GO MARIAH!!!" It was Denton, being a fantastic cheerleader - that was a huge boost! I had packed a few Target bags in my coat, hoping they would help. The DNR lady told me not to bother. I was trying to figure out the best way to cross without getting wet. Then I decided that it was all just too funny, and I should just walk right through. So, I just let myself soak my shoes up to my ankles and crossed. I told Denton that it may be a one lap day and went ahead. I had about 4 miles left at this point.

Again, I had a pretty good attitude and hadn't thought about how wet I actually was...until now. My pants kept falling down and I honestly couldn't figure out why. Only after 11 miles did I realize they were SO soaked, they couldn't stay up. I thought, "Hmm, I might be wetter than I think I am..."

I came back to the start/finish area for one final drink, before the last 2 miles. When I took off for the last bit, I felt great and just went with it. But, the last mile slowed me down. It was all mud/sludge and very tricky. I can't say there was much running, as I was constantly dodging trees, rocks, and falling on my behind.

As I crossed the finish line, the volunteer said, "Are you a 25K or 50K runner?" My reply? "I'm a 25K now!"

Physically, I felt fine and I think I could have done a second lap (albeit, a slower second lap). But, I had a couple concerns. #1 being that my ankle(s) would likely collapse on the second lap, going through the muddy sludge. #2 being that I would be out on that second lap pretty much by myself. I had a cell phone with me, but I was worried about being soaking wet, in the middle of the woods, with the temps dropping and snow falling.

I opted for the smart choice of calling it a day at 15.5 miles. And I'm completely fine with that. It was a challenging run, but I'm glad we did it. I would do it again, but not in December.

When I finally changed into dry clothes, I can't even describe to you how heavy/soaked my clothes were. It was ridiculous!

A few pics from the race, courtesy of Denton:

Here I am crossing the spillway

Marathon #8 - Oorah!

2010-11-12T18:20:00.000-08:00

As usual, my blogging is very sparse... Would it help if I said that I would LIKE to blog on a more regular basis?

Anyway, marathon #8 is complete! My brother Gabe and I ran the Marine Corps Marathon on Halloween. The trip was pretty good and it was fun to be in DC again. I love how much there is to see there!

Gabe had an injured foot and had concerns about being able to run the whole thing. Lower back pain struck me at mile 9 (grrrr), so I was not a very happy camper either. The BEST part of the race was around mile 20 on the bridge. There I was running along, trying to stay positive, and my bro comes up beside me. Let me relish this moment for a minute - my brother (uber-athlete) caught up, to ME. (Sure, he had an injury, but let's just pretend he didn't, mmmkay?) Anyway, we ran together very briefly, but long enough for me to snap a picture of us with my disposable (cheeseball) camera. To date, said camera has not been developed, so the picture could very well be of our heads.

Gabe moved on so he could keep whatever pace he was doing and I stayed my course. I looked for him in the last miles, but never did see him. We ended up finishing about a minute apart! How crazy is that? If either of us had known that would happen, we could have just run the whole thing together!

So, here's a bit more detail on the overall race. A howitzer kicks off the 26.2 mile journey and it's incredible! I crossed the start line after only a few minutes (over 21,000 people ran this race). Overall, I felt pretty good. I saw Dad, Pat, Julie, and new niece Sydney, at mile 1. I was amazed that in a race that big, with that many spectators, that I could see them!

I ran pretty much on pace for the first half of the race. Like I said, around mile 9, my back was aching, but I tried to stick to my plan. I crossed the halfway point nearly on pace for 4:00. But, the back had other plans. I made it to mile 16ish and saw my family. I decided it would be worth it to stop and take a picture. When ELSE can I do that? So, I gave my new baby niece a kiss, told my Dad I was in a lot of pain, and took off running. At this point, I wasn't sure if Gabe was still running or not. Then he and I saw each other at mile 20. I ran/walked from mile 15ish on, I think.

We had perfect running weather, it was gorgeous! But, at mile 24, a lovely headwind decided to swoop in and stay for the last 2.2 miles. Good times, good times. I finished somewhat strong (as much as I could) and was greeted by Marines at the finish (and all throughout the race!).

Here's the thing, as disappointed as I am that I still haven't hit my 4:00 goal, I'm not THAT upset this time. Had either Gabe or I run any faster/slower, we wouldn't have had that moment at mile 20. And that moment will always be special to me (however brief it was). Because I highly doubt he and I will ever be in that situation again. It also allowed me to get that picture with my family cheerleaders during the race.

Overall, this marathon was an incredible experience. My dad so appreciated that we ran in his honor (we had t-shirts made for the race). And it was very inspirational to see so many amputees/vets doing the race. I certainly couldn't complain about my back if these guys were charging up hills on hand bikes!

Below are a few pics from the experience:

The shirts we made/wore for Dad

Mid-race pic (mile 16ish)

Gabe & I post-race, modeling our stinky shirts!

Cutest. Cheerleader. Ever!

Best post-marathon activity? Feeding my beautiful niece, Sydney!

Back again...

2010-10-12T20:15:00.001-07:00

It's been a few weeks since my last entry and I've decided that I'm a horrible blogger. I am very sporadic and would like to post more often. Unfortunately, my busy schedule is to blame. Maybe someday, I can actually blog on a regular basis. Because, let's face it, you all are DYING to read my daily entries!

Update #1 (for those who don't know or haven't seen) - I recently chopped nearly ALL of my hair off! Yep, I had 16" cut off and donated 2 very thick pigtails to Locks of Love. I've been wanting a major change for a while, but couldn't get the guts. I finally reached the point of full on annoyance with my mass of curly hair, that cutting 16" was PAINLESS! I didn't even flinch!

So far, I have no regrets and am really enjoying the new 'do. I can't believe how much easier life is with short hair. Seriously. It's easier. I'm not making this up! For the record, I lost 3 pounds of hair...3 POUNDS! That. Is. Ridiculous. 'Nuff said.

I've run a few more races since my last post. They have both gone well. Most recently, I ran a 5K and hit a big PR. My goal this year was to break 24:00, and I came close in April, with a 24:10. With all the speed work I've been doing, I was 90% sure that I'd break 24:00, but didn't expect my 23:21 final time. Total surprise!

This was the Especially For You 5K (benefits breast cancer research) and I ran in honor of my Aunt Marilyn. She must have been pushing me along, because I felt pretty good throughout! It was incredible to see over 15,000 people out walking/running for this great cause. What a sight!

So now, my new goal is to break through...23:00? Seriously? I would NEVER have set that as a goal. For some, that might seem easy, but that's a time/pace that wouldn't have occurred to me until this past Sunday.

I'll say it again...Our bodies are AMAZING!!! I don't think I could have run a 23:21 5K when I was in college. So, to run that 10 years later is exciting!

In other news, my fave workout buddy, Carrie, is back in town. So, we are taking advantage of running/biking together and catching up, which has been fun! She's joining me for my final 20 miler this weekend.

My 8th marathon is only a few weeks away and I couldn't be more excited! Life is somewhat stressful/busy/overwhelming lately, and I'll take any break/vacation I can get. Even if it involves me running 26.2 miles.

At age 33, I still haven't learned the word NO. There are multiple "adds" in my life right now that I need to just say NO to and/or quit. If I don't, I'll never get sleep or time to clean my house. Or, time to just SIT.

So, here's to REST! May I get plenty of it in the next few weeks leading up to the marathon!

Catch up...part deux

2010-09-14T17:49:00.000-07:00

Seriously, I have no idea what happened to the month of August. Absolutely. No. Idea!

Work has been busy, weekends have been busy...

OK, we'll start with running. For a while now, running has been a real chore. I've felt tired on runs and just really struggled with it in general. In mid-August, I ran a 10K race. Well, saying I ran it is generous...I pretty much willed myself to finish. In my defense, it was a very hot and humid morning, but still - the race shouldn't have gone that bad. I was winded, nauseous, and light headed.

Then, I attempted to run 18 miles the next day...I managed to complete 14.5, with a lot of walking. (My friend Denton is a true gem, for sticking with me, and for convincing me to stop.)

I talked to an elite runner friend of mine and sort of self diagnosed myself with anemia. I've been anemic before, but sort of slacked on taking my iron pills for a long while. So, now that I've been taking iron again...things are hopefully turning around.

I ran 2 half marathons within a week of one another and set a PR by over a minute. While I'm very happy to have PR'd, I really just wanted to run long and feel GOOD - for once. So, for both races, I was able to push myself but also feel strong. (Oh yah, and being able to breathe and not want to puke? Those are also good things!)

I went for a 10 mile run tonight and felt pretty good. It was 80 degrees with a breeze, but I felt good throughout. A month ago? I wouldn't have made it a few miles without dying.

So, I think things are turning around and I'm on the right track. Good thing, too...since my marathon is in 6 1/2 weeks!

OK, moving on to some fun stuff. I had my 2 nieces over for a sleepover at Auntie Mariah's. It was soooooo much fun! We colored, watched movies, ate pizza, painted nails, and just had a good time. And this past weekend, I took my nephew on a "date" to Chuck E. Cheese. I'm so fortunate to be an aunt.

My brother and his wife welcomed their first baby, Sydney, so I can't wait to meet her at the marathon. She's a doll and I can't wait to hold her!

The only other big news I can think of is that I will no longer have a ponytail after this weekend. The hair is getting chopped! I've had long, curly hair for a very long time and am just bored with it. I found a cut I really like and I'm hoping it works out. If not...I'll be on the hunt for a wig!

Catch up...

2010-07-31T16:15:00.000-07:00

Ooh, yet again, it's been a while since my last post. I guess life got a little too busy for me this past month! Let's see, what have I been up to?

This past February I auditioned for a local CR production called, "Follies." I'd heard of it before, but had never seen it, so I really wasn't sure what to expect. Basically, it's a variety of singing and dancing acts - this year's theme was "Viva Las Vegas."

We've been rehearsing since May, but the schedule became really crazy in July, when we neared opening night. The show (all 6 of them!) went really well. I was very fortunate to have many family and friends come and support me. I think I had someone at nearly every show!

I'm glad I did it, because it gave me the opportunity to do something I love, singing. I mean, I sing at weddings and church, but this was different. I also met some super fun people and had a great time!

Thanks to all who came to see the show - it meant a lot to have some "fans" in the audience!

OK, in addition to Follies, I began training for marathon #8 (Marine Corps). This new plan (Run Less, Run Faster) is a tough one. But, I think the change up in training will ultimately be good for me.

I went to Adventureland with a few friends a couple weeks ago. I hadn't been there since I was a little one, so it was fun to be a kid for the day. We had a great time, but there is one lesson I learned in a big way. Do NOT. I repeat, do NOT go on the Silly Silo as an adult. It will not work out for you, I promise. The Silly Silo was my fave ride as a kid, but not so much as a grown-up.

Then it was vacation time and I traveled to Denver, CO to visit my brother and sister-in-law. I had a good time and it was fun to be in Colorado again. I even met up with a random running club for my long run. It was so fun!

I really miss living out there and would love to live there again some day. (Too bad it isn't cheap!)

Now it's back to work and marathon training!

You just have to laugh...

2010-06-30T17:25:00.000-07:00

This past weekend, I had a half marathon on the calendar. It's in my hometown and I look forward to it every year. While I wasn't planning to PR, I was hoping to have a good race.

Plans change...

Late Friday night, I woke up to go to the bathroom and walked back to my bedroom...in the dark. Well, I slammed/stubbed my pinky toe into the dresser (I think). Several thoughts went through my mind as I held my foot. The pain...oh the pain!

I really really wanted a good night's sleep, so I crawled back into bed, without looking at my toe. After about 10 minutes, the throbbing stopped, and I drifted off to sleep.

I woke up 7 hours later...remembering that I'd had a little mishap. My toe was at least twice its normal size and changing colors. OOPS! I've broken toes before, so I was fairly certain it was broken.

I tried to put my running shoes on, just to see, and that wasn't very fun. It felt so crunched in the shoe. I was a good girl, though, and elevated my foot. I even iced it!

Of course I was still planning to run my half the next day...stupid, I know. As I looked at the course route, I realized they'd made some changes, due to flooded trails. The course was going to be a bit boring and slightly more challenging.

It rained (for the millionth time this month) all night long. When I woke up on race day, it was STILL raining. Ugh! My shoe went on easier, so I took that to be a good sign. I picked up my friend and we headed to the race.

At this point, it was still raining, so I opted to leave my Shuffle in the car. I saw a ton of familiar faces, which was so fun.

Just as the race started, the rain stopped. Um...dang, I could have had music?

My friend took off and I just kept my own pace. I wasn't sure what I'd be able to do, let alone run the whole 13.1 on a bum toe. My plan was to quit, if necessary.

The first 4 miles were a bit of a chore, I was just telling myself anything I could to get to mile 5. By mile 5, I was convincing myself to make it to 7 miles. Actually, the last 8 or so miles, weren't too bad. My toe didn't bother me too much (thank goodness it's my pinky toe), until the last few miles. I'd say the humidity/muggy weather bothered me the most.

It turns out the course was shortened on race day, due to rain, so it was a 20K.

As I came around the final stretch, I saw members from my running club, my parents, my brother, sister-in-law, and their kids cheering me on. Seeing those kids brought the biggest grin to my sweaty face!

So here's my point (and the reason for the title of this post). Sometimes, things just don't go your way. But, you just have to laugh and embrace it a little. I'm not trying to be Sally Sunshine (ok, maybe a little), but I could have had the WORST attitude during this race.

1) I've got a broken toe - not ideal for running any distance, certainly not 12+ miles
2) The course has changed and is a bit more difficult, to me (on a street I hate)
3) The weather - very muggy and gross
4) No music (anyone who knows me as a runner, knows I prefer music and it gives me a
boost)

These four reasons alone, are enough for me to get super irritated and just not want to do it at all. But, I saw all of these familiar faces (ahead of me and behind me) and it just made me smile. And the fact is, everyone looked a little miserable. But it's that sort of miserable that is secretly happy...know what I mean? It sort of bonds us as runners.

I finished the 20K in 1:52:44 (9:05 pace). Considering I walked a bit a few times (and the reasons mentioned earlier), I was pleased.

The thing is, running is basically a hobby for me. It keeps me fit, sane, and usually happy. But having a bad race or less than ideal conditions, shouldn't get the best of you.

I have a friend who is out of work, a cousin with a baby in the hospital, and I'm sure there are so many other people suffering hardships. THESE are real problems that deserve care and attention.

Me having a crappy race? Not so important in the scheme of things.

Confidence Boost!

2010-06-13T11:03:00.001-07:00

Yesterday, I ran a local race that commemorates the flood that hit Iowa 2 years ago, "Run The Flood." The race route (7 miles) takes you through many of the flooded neighborhoods and you can see where progress has been made and how far there is to go. I'm happy to support such a great cause.

But, I must say I didn't have high hopes for my performance at this race. For one, I've not run more than 5 or so miles since the marathon on May 2 (other than a slow 10 miler a week ago).

I've been running on the treadmill lately (I know, I know...) as well. I can't stand humidity and heat. There, I've said it. And no, I don't want to become tougher by suffering in it. Also, I've been trying to get back into a regular lifting routine. It's quicker for me to hop off the treadmill and go straight to the weights. If I run from my house, there's about 2% chance I'll go lift at the gym afterwards.

Aside from those things, I've just been kind of blah about running lately. I think the La Crosse Marathon really bummed me out. Of course, I've been running regularly, but just not very pepped up about it.

So, going into this race, I was thinking it would be a fun run - with NO expectations. I PR'd at this race last year, but didn't feel like that was realistic this year.

Add to that, the awesome forecast - 80 degrees with 90% humidity...and rain. Um, woohoo?

Alright, I decided I'd go run the race and plan on finishing anywhere between an hour to an hour and 10 minutes. Honestly, I'd have been happy with ANY time in that window, considering my attitude and the weather.

I found a bunch of my fellow CVRA club members at the start and got ready.

Mile 1 - I took off fast and then after a bit, realized I was running a 7:20 pace. While I dream of doing that consistently someday, I wasn't in any shape or attitude to do that to myself for the first mile. So, I made a concious effort to slow down a bit. I hit mile 1 at 7:53.

Mile 2 - I was feeling ok and tried to settle into a decent pace. I hit mile 2 at 8:20.

Mile 3 - Well, by now I was feeling pretty toasty (thank the LORD that the sun wasn't out). But, I tried to hold pace. I hit mile 3 at 8:22.

Mile 4 - At this point, I told myself that I was nearly half done and could do whatever I wanted for the second half. I hit mile 4 at 8:24.

Mile 5 - I was getting a little tired, but still trying to keep pace. I hit mile 5 at 8:36.

Mile 6 - When I saw that I hit 5 miles around 41:00, I did some quick math. Basically, I could run 9 minute miles for the last 2 and still finish under an hour. Since I honestly thought I wouldn't be finishing in an hour, this made me happy. I'm pretty sure I slowed down and "phoned in" the 6th mile. I hit mile 6 at 8:42.

Mile 7 - OK, 1 mile to go, so I might as well push it. By now, I'm positive I'll finish under an hour (unless something horrible happens). But, I still was doubtful of a PR. When I had about a half mile left, I was looking for the finish. They revamped it this year, so it was different than I remembered. All of a sudden it was in front of me - oops! So, I went as hard as I could. Mile 7 was 8:01.

I could see the clock and thought I could at least tie my time from last year. When I got home, I realized that I actually set a PR! My final time was 58:19. (Last year's time - 58:29) Woohoo!

I'm one of the biggest whiners about weather, so I am very excited that I set a PR in less than desirable conditions. It could have been much worse, had the sun been out or the rain come down harder. We even felt a breeze from time to time - which was heavenly!

This was a huge confidence boost for me right now. I have a half marathon at the end of the month and hopefully it will go well.

Make-Up

2010-05-15T15:26:00.000-07:00

I ran my 3rd 5K of the year this morning. I have a little cold (again) and so, I wasn't feeling 100%. But, I still feel pretty good about my time and the race overall. Now, onto the point of this post.

I've noticed, for quite some time now, that many women show up to these races in full make-up and with their hair quite done up. We're talking, more make-up than I wear to go out with friends on a Saturday night. And the hair? Well, they're doing fancier stuff than what I have paid to have done to be in a wedding.

Let's get this straight, ladies...you are running/walking a 5K (any other distance), in other words, EXERCISING!!! Why on earth would you need to have your face covered in make-up and your hair done? Even if the pace is slow, you still might break a sweat.

OK, I'm not an idiot. I realize that maybe a single lady would want to put her best self forward, just in case. Um, I'm one of those single ladies and it's never occurred to me to wear make-up or do my hair. Well, I do throw my haphazard curls into a ponytail...but I don't think this qualifies as a hairdo. Make-up? Oh, I put Chapstick on, if my lips happen to be chapped. There ya go.

It's not that I don't care what a guy thinks of my looks, but it's that he should know that I'm there to exercise, not go clubbing. I guess I would naively hope that he'd be interested in me because of my interest in running/athletics. But, maybe I'm wrong.

I remember playing basketball against a certain school when I was in high school. Most of the girls on the team wore a LOT of make-up. So, halfway through the game, they've got mascara running down their face. And I'm wondering, "Why???"

I know a certain friend/fellow blogger who wears make-up to races...that's right, I just called her out. She's happily married and beautiful without make-up, but wears it. And honestly, she's the LAST person I'd suspect would wear make-up to a race.

So, apparently I've missed a memo somewhere about wearing make-up to races. All I know is that I look much better after a race without make-up on, than I would after a race with make-up running down my face.

It shouldn't surprise any of you, based on this post, to know that I also don't get all dressed up to get groceries. I mean, if I happen to already look nice, then yes...but I don't put a bunch of effort into looking good - for the grocery store. My mom is one of those, "you should ALWAYS look your best, because HE could be there." Well, he hasn't been there yet (and I've looked nice a few times)...so I don't plan on extending the additional effort.

Does anyone have any thoughts/opinions on this? Am I missing something?

Marathon #7 - Not so lucky...

2010-05-09T17:46:00.000-07:00

Well, I had hoped that having the number 7 attached to this marathon would mean I'd FINALLY hit my goal of finishing in under 4:00.

I'm not a complete moron, I assumed my training would have something to do with it as well. But, it just didn't go as I had hoped.

This was the second year for the La Crosse Marathon and just under 300 people were registered, with several more running the half marathon.

We travelled to La Crosse on Saturday afternoon and then had a wonderful pre-race meal at Applebee's. We wanted Olive Garden, but the wait was too long. We went to bed at a decent hour and I think my sleep was pretty restful.

Here is something that was a little irritating, breakfast. We figured we could grab toast and/or cereal before heading to the race. The sign on the breakfast door said, 6-9am. So, we called the front desk, who snottily informed us that that was Mon. through Fri., Sunday breakfast starts at 7am. Um, wouldn't you think they'd make an adjustment knowing that most of their business the night before was in town for, um, a RACE???

My dad was nice enough to take us to the start, so we didn't have to deal with the shuttle. After an impromptu stop at Kwik Trip for a granola bar breakfast, we were on our way. We greatly misjudged how long it would take and arrived at the start area around 6:15am. The race was to begin at 7:30am. Oops!

Without going into any detail, let's just say my stomach was very nervous that morning. I'm fairly certain I started the race on a less than empty stomach. 'Nuff said.

The bonus of a small marathon is that you cross the start line within seconds...as opposed to minutes at a larger race. The negative? There were no pace groups to align myself with. I usually like to start with one and see how long I can hang on.

We took off and I felt pretty good. The first and supposedly only hill in the race was within a few minutes of the start, over a huge (and beautiful) bridge. Even though I felt like all 300 people were passing me, I tried to focus on not going out too hard. Well, I was marginally successful, but the first mile was 8:21, a little fast for what I was planning.

So, I re-evaluated and tried my best to slow down, but the pace I was running felt fine. Mile 2 was 8:25. OK, still not getting into the right pace...grrr!

My dad, stepmom, and Carrie's Dad were GREAT at getting around the course. We must have seen them at least 4 times before the first 4 miles, then again at mile 15.

I finally started to settle into a better pace around mile 3. Mile 3 was 8:38, Mile 4 was 8:46, Mile 5 was 8:42, Mile 6 was 8:51, Mile 7 was 8:45. All of these splits led to me hitting the 7 mile mark in an hour, 8:34 pace.

While I would normally be happy with that pace, I knew it could possibly come back to bite me later on. It did.

I still felt alright, but could feel myself slowing down, which was discouraging. Miles 7-14 were variations of 9:00, 9:15, etc. But, since the first 7 were a bit faster, I wasn't completely off my chance of breaking 4:00.

There were a few miles of panic where I thought I missed the turn off for the marathoners. It occurred to me that we hadn't yet split. So, I looked around me to see if there were any marathoners around me. Nope, all of them were half marathoners. So, I was beginning to wonder if I'd be running 13.1 rather than a full? As I approached the 13 mile mark, I could see that the half marathoners turned to the right to finish, while the marathoners continued ahead. Phew?

I saw my Dad and the crew at mile 15, which was encouraging. I have to say, with only 300 runners, I felt pretty lonely at times. I train with friends often, but I also run alone quite a bit. But, for some reason, it sure gets lonely in a marathon when there's no one else around you.

OK, so they advertised that this race was flat, other than the bridge in mile 1. I wouldn't say it was crazy hilly, but they could have been a bit more informative. We went over several overpasses and came back over them on the turn around. As I approached an overpass in the latter half of the race, I was SO negative, "Um, what the heck? Why does this overpass have to be here, now, at this moment?" So, I tried to push my way up the hill and then I see a mile marker sign, turned the other way. Frick! Now I know for sure that I will be coming BACK over this stupid overpass when my legs are even more tired. I checked the mile marker...mile 23. Grrr...

At this point, my splits are going into the high 9:00s and low 10:00s. I'm so disappointed in myself that I'm sure it's affecting my attitude, therefore my running. I hit the 20 mile mark around 3:05. So, if I busted the final 6 miles, maybe I could break 4:00. I can tell you right now, there was no "busting" in my vocabulary at that point. I tried my best to fight the negativity and make myself run through it, but it just wasn't enough.

My lower back wasn't really a big issue at this race, as it has been before. It did start to flare up in the final miles, but I can't blame it for my performance...or lack thereof.

As I finished the last few miles, I tried to remind myself that I was about to complete marathon #7 in less than 4 years. While that is a great accomplishment, it just didn't make me feel much better.

I crossed the finish line in 4:11:51, full of disappointment and frustration. Everyone has been so encouraging and telling me that I'm too hard on myself, which I so appreciate! But, when you spend 4 1/2 months working toward a goal and on the 7th attempt STILL don't do it...it's VERY upsetting. It's not as if I'm going to quit marathoning once I break 4:00, but it's just a barrier I need to break through. Then I can focus on qualifying for Boston (hopefully some day!).

I'm still down about it, but of course I realize there are much worse things than this. I have a ton of races on my schedule in the next several months. My goal is to set some PR's in the shorter distances and then start training for the Marine Corps Marathon!

Our post race "meal?" We stopped at Kwik Trip and purchased a 44 oz. diet pepsi fountain pop, a large bag of Cheetos, and a Twix ice cream bar, EACH of us. Mmm, very healthy!

Here are some pics from the race!

Me & Carrie before the race, we've run 5 marathons together (sort of)!

Here I am, I think maybe the first few miles of the race.

Here I am around mile 15, feeling tired...

Me & Carrie after the race
Carrie ran a PR and was the 4th female overall!

Yay for PRs (and taper time)!

2010-04-19T18:08:00.000-07:00

Last Friday was my last long(ish) run before I taper for the marathon in 2 weeks. I had a plan...to have a fantastic run and just let the time fly by. As some of you know, this plan doesn't always work out. You take off and don't feel right, legs feel heavy, and the run takes forever.

I took off on a gorgeous day and felt great. It was a titch windy for my taste (I can be a pansy, I know), but for some reason I was just loving my run. I loved it so much, in fact, that when I hit the required 12 miles, I decided I'd tag a few more on. My pace was right where it needed to be and the time literally flew by. This is exactly how you want your final long run to go.

I ran a local 5K race on Saturday morning. My goal this year is to break 24:00 in the 5K. This requires me to cut 25 seconds off my current PR. Typically, I like to have an easy rest day before a race, but with training, that doesn't always work out. So, I went into the race with an open mind and just hoping to feel good and have fun.

An elite friend of mine (who was 1st female) reminded me of what a hilly course this was and how she thinks it's a tough course to PR on. Oops...maybe I won't PR today?

I took off and felt great! My first mile was 7:50 and I felt strong, so I tried to keep that up. Mile 2 was a bit slower, 7:56. I think the hills were in mile 2? I don't remember... I was feeling strong into the final mile, so I really tried to push. Mile 3 was 7:47. Final time: 24:10.

Woohoo! What a great feeling! The last few times I've PR'd were when I went into the race with low to no expectations. Maybe there's something to this? This was my 2nd 5K of the year and I felt SO much better after this one than I did after the one in February (which was slow and not a PR).

So, now I just have to cut a pesky 10 seconds from my time to meet my goal. Is it possible for me to run in the 23:00s??? I sure hope so and I'm going to push myself to do it!

Back to taper time...while I enjoy the decrease in mileage, I don't enjoy that I'd like to eat anything and everything at ALL times. Oh wait, I do that the entire time I'm training anyway. However, with less mileage, maybe I don't want to eat 6,000 calories a day? Ugh, I'm a born eater, I can't help it!

I hope I feel as good as I've felt the last few weeks on marathon day. No matter what, it will be another fun experience!

T Minus 3 weeks...

2010-04-12T18:22:00.000-07:00

The LaCrosse Marathon is creeping ever so much closer...less than 3 weeks away!

I ran my 3rd and final 20 miler this past Saturday. After a brief experience with allergies on Friday, I was thrilled to feel 100% ready to run Saturday morning. The goal was to feel strong throughout and make sure my GU/water stops were very brief. Mission accomplished!

I met our local running club and ran the first few by myself. Then, I ran a stretch of 6 miles with a girl I had just met that morning. Again, a very cool by-product of running...making a new buddy in minutes! So, I ended up running about 13 of it by myself.

I felt pretty good throughout, with no major issues or moments of frustration. My last 2 miles were the only 2 over 9:00, so I was pleased with that. I ran this 3rd 20 miler in 2:56, which is pretty much what I ran the other two in. So, at least I'm consistent, right?

I just need to carry that through for the final 6.2 miles! That's where I typically get into trouble...so I really really really really really really hope I can push past that this time, and break 4:00!

I remember the first 20 milers I did and they took well over 3 hours...with a LOT of walking. Now, while I may stop for a quick water break, for the most part, I can run the whole distance. We can do anything we set our minds to!

On another note, I registered for the Marine Corps Marathon last Wednesday! Honestly, when I first started to think about running a marathon, THIS is the one I wanted to do. Four years later, here I go!

My dad was a Marine and served proudly in Vietnam. He and my stepmom will be coming out to the race and he is VERY excited. My brother is also running the race, so that will be cool. I also know a few others running. The race is on 10/31/10, but already it's all I can think about...I need to pace myself. :-)

I have a 5K this Saturday and am looking forward to it. Of course I'd like to PR, but I'll be happy having a good race and supporting a good cause, victims of domestic violence.

Laziness...

2010-03-17T19:42:00.000-07:00

Hot on the heels of my last upbeat blog entry, comes this entry.

A few weeks ago, I caught a cold, my first in a long time. It knocked me out for the weekend, but after that I felt fine. Mind you, I was still coughing and going through 1,000 tissues a day, but at least I didn't want to die anymore.

Well, as of today, I'm still sneezing, sniffling, and coughing. Ugh!!! In my head, I've had this cold for about 5 days. I took a look at my calendar and realized that this all started on March 2. Oopsy, I guess it's really hanging on!

I ran Monday and Tuesday and felt ok, but not 100%. The plan was to run an easy 6 miler today after work. I wasn't too enthused about it and was hoping my mood would change once I started.

I came home from work and changed into my running clothes. I turned on the Garmin and waited for the signal to pick up. I turned on my IPOD. I took off...

Fast forward (at a very slow, pathetic pace) three blocks. I have now switched to a walk. Fast forward another two blocks, I've stopped.

Now I'm considering my options. I could turn this into a run/walk and just log the miles. I could keep walking for a few miles and at least do something. I mean, it IS gorgeous outside!

Alas, I turned around and walked home. So, tonight's workout lasted a whopping 6 minutes and 3 seconds. Whoa, Nelly!

I'm a bit embarrassed to admit that I took the trouble to put ON workout clothes, only to be gone for a few minutes.

But here's the thing, this happens. I don't know that I've ever punked out like this before, but I'm sure it's happened to someone, right? Please tell me I'm not wrong about this!

Rather than struggle through the 6 miles tonight, knowing I wasn't feeling well, I decided rest was better. Those of you who know what a stickler I am for a plan, know how hard it is for me to go OFF the plan. So, I must have been tired/sick, right?

Here's hoping I can still get in some quality runs this week! More importantly, I should probably continue to focus on rest, as this cold (potential sinus infection) doesn't seem to be going anywhere!

7 weeks to go...

2010-03-14T19:30:00.000-07:00

Marathon #7 is creeping closer and closer. I don't know where the time has gone, but I'm a bit surprised that it's nearly here! So far, training has gone pretty well.

I'm following a higher mileage plan this time around (Hal Higdon - Intermediate II). I wanted to do this for a few reasons. #1 - I wanted to change things up a little and not do the same exact plan. #2 - High mileage tends to be really difficult for me. The higher mileage weeks in previous plans were always the ones I had the most trouble completing.

When I do high mileage, I either burn out quickly or get so frustrated, that I walk more or slack on pace. So, THIS plan called for 3 - 50 mile weeks (including 3 - 20 milers) and I wanted to see if I could do it.

The most I've ever run in a week is 44 miles, and it was not what I would call easy or fun. Today, I hit a milestone - I ran 45 miles in one week! I know, for some of you runners, that is an "easy" week, but for me, it's an accomplishment of sorts.

I caught a cold last week, which meant I had to cut my mileage a bit short. So, I went into this week (still a little sick) hoping for the best. My plan called for 2x5 milers, 2x10 milers, and a 20 miler.

I took Monday off, because I was still feeling pretty crappy. I decided to see what I could do Tuesday, and ended up running an easy 10 miler. The weather is changing here, so I was excited to run Wednesday night as it was gorgeous. I had a good 5 mile run and felt great. I took Thursday off, in preparation for Friday's 20 miler.

By Friday, I was still sniffling, but not nearly as sick as the week before. Carrie and I had perfect weather for our 20, so we were pumped. The miles and time flew by and I ran it the fastest I've ever run 20 miles.

I debated running 5 Saturday morning, but I had a pretty busy day ahead, so I slept instead. Today, it was 54 degrees here! Unbelievable! So, I just HAD to get out there, no matter the mileage. I decided I'd just see how my legs felt and do whatever felt good. I ended up running a great 10 miler. It felt SO good to wear shorts and a t-shirt...ahhh!

My legs felt relaxed and the pace was perfect. The last 4 miles were a bit slower, as I was running into a fairly strong headwind. But, I enjoyed the entire run!

So, that brings me to 45 miles for the week. Here is why it's a big deal to me. It wasn't hard, I wasn't dragging my feet to go run today. My legs didn't feel like 150 pound weights attached to my hips.

Also, I'm not quite back to 100% yet. So, if I was able to do this while a little sick, I'm anxious to see what I can do when I'm healthy.

Do I think I can do 100 mile weeks? Um, no...I can say with some certainty that I won't have a desire to do that, ever!

Here's to hoping the rest of training goes well and leads to a PR at marathon #7!

First race of 2010: Check!

2010-03-02T05:48:00.000-08:00

Well, I've got my first race of the year checked off my list. The Freeze Fest 5K is a race put on by our local running club and it's always in February. Hence, the race's clever title! This was my third year running it and it is always a good time.

I'm following a higher mileage/more demanding marathon training plan right now and I'm about halfway through. While I'm doing ok with it, I can definitely feel the fatigue in my legs. Carrie and I ran 12 miles on Friday (the day before the 5K). This isn't ideal, but it's more important to me to get the long run in. Both of us were tired and just took the 12 miler nice and easy.

When I woke up on Saturday for the 5K, my legs were still telling me they weren't too pumped for a run, regardless that it was only 3 miles. I stretched and headed over to the race. Well...I was running a bit late, so I had to park at the other lodge, which was a little jaunt from the lodge where the race started. I did my "warm-up" jog/sprint to the lodge to get my bib and chip.

My goal for the 5K this year is to smash 24:00. My current PR is 24:25, so this should be achievable. I won't say I thought I'd break 24:00 on Saturday, but I did hope to have even a tiny PR. However, I'm also realistic and knew how my legs felt.

As the race started, I took off at a comfortable race pace and felt alright. I hit the first mile at 7:53 and was pleased. But, I wasn't feeling like I was going to be able to maintain that pace.

I was right. Mile 2 was 8:10, with mile 3 being 8:07. My final time was 25:34, an 8:14 pace. While this isn't a PR, it's also not my worst time or anything that truly disappoints me. I ran as hard as I could and this was the result. I can honestly say that this 5K hurt - which means I didn't go into it with the most rested legs. There are plenty more 5Ks this year and I plan to reach my goal at one of them!

The other cool thing about Saturday's race was the social atmosphere afterward. I ran into so many people I knew and it was fun to find out which marathons they're racing this year and what their plans are.

Again, one of the coolest things about running is the community of it. I have recently gotten to know a girl who is in my age group at a lot of races. She saw me at my gym (and at this race) and struck up a conversation about planning a run together. It turns out she's running the same Spring marathon as me! Very cool!

Then I ran into a high school girl I used to coach in basketball. She ran with her sister and her sister's friend. It was so cool to see her and talk to her about the race. Her sister is training for a half marathon and then a full and asked if she could run with me this summer. Um, YAH!

Running has a great way of bringing people together, no matter their pace or anything else. I remember growing up playing basketball. While I loved the game, I didn't like the cliques and the snottiness of a lot of the girls on the team. And, since it's a team sport, it's sort of important that everyone gets along.

Then I joined cross country my senior year. Oh. My. Gosh. I was completely shocked at the "team" atmosphere. I honestly had NO idea that THAT was what a team felt like. The varsity girls cheered for the junior varsity girls and vice versa. And we're talking genuine cheering here. I was never made to feel different since I was new to running and just joining the team my senior year. I felt encouraged at every practice and at every meet. Most importantly, we had FUN!

The good memories I have from that ONE year of cross country far outweigh any memories I have from playing basketball for 9 years. Isn't that interesting?

Running's life lessons...

2010-02-25T19:11:00.000-08:00

For some reason, as I was going to bed the other night, I started thinking of all the things running has taught me (and probably several other runners) over the years. I decided to put them down on paper (so to speak) and share with you.

Keep in mind that you’ll see many of these intersect with one another, but I think they are all valuable lessons!

Patience: You have to be patient to endure the multiple miles you put in, whether training for a 5K or a marathon. Everyone knows that, with running, there are mostly good days. But, when you do have bad days, you have to have patience to get through the run (no matter what). The race atmosphere can be very hectic, chaotic and, most of all, crowded. A runner must be patient to deal with the crowds and the lines and just…relax and enjoy the experience!

Resilience: I was in quite a bit of pain the first few days after my first marathon. And while I’d already committed that I’d be running another one, my legs weren’t so sure. In those moments you think, “Seriously, is there any way I’ll ever be able to run again, period?” Here’s where the resilience comes in! Our bodies are incredible! I remember the first time I ran after that marathon, about a week later. I remember thinking, “Wow, I’m back!” This applies to life, too. No matter how bad it is or how bad it might feel, you can bounce back!

Mental Toughness: Nothing teaches you mental toughness like grueling long runs in preparation for a marathon. Oh wait, running a marathon will really give you mental toughness (if you didn’t already have it). I was unemployed when I ran my first marathon. Or let’s just say I was “between jobs,” which sounds better, right? OK, so it was a pretty rough time for me, but I remember crossing the finish line and thinking, “If I can run 26.2 miles, I can get through THIS!” You have to be so focused to run these long distances. I’m not just talking about the race, either. I’m talking about sticking to a training plan that guides your mileage and then following through on race day. There are days where it’s so hot and humid outside, the last thing you want to do is run for 3 hours in it. There are days where you’d rather quit early and find/make up and excuse, but you push forward.

Determination: Sometimes I treat running as if it’s my opponent in a one on one match. And I refuse to let running win! Here is what I mean… I ran a marathon last year where intense lower back pain struck me at mile 6 (only 20.2 more miles to go!). Mind you, I had never had this issue before, so it was a complete surprise. And I had been running fine, up until that point. While the pain was pretty bad, I was determined to finish the race, no matter what the final time would be. I was able to run another 7 miles (at a slower pace) and then walk/run the last 13. There were some very unpleasant moments and two significant moments where I wanted to just quit. But, more than anything, I wanted to finish the race. I guess you could say running won, but I like to think we tied? (Side note: if the pain is so bad you think you are seriously injured, you should not feel “determined” to keep going. I think I knew I would be fine if I just adjusted my pace, how I ran the race, and my expectations for the race.) Another example of this determination? My friends (Carrie and Jen) and I ran the 2007 Twin Cities Marathon, in the humidity heat wave. We started separately and then finished together (about 20 pounds lighter). Did we have fun? OK, probably not. But, we powered through and finished the race, no matter what!

Discipline: You have to be disciplined. You can slack in other areas and maybe “get by,” but you can’t really do that in running, no matter your natural ability. For example, I don’t think most runners would just up and decide to run a marathon tomorrow if they’ve never run more than 10 miles in their life. This is where the training plan comes in. Yes, I’m a planner and have a bit of OCD, and I do love a good PLAN. I follow mine pretty close (some friends would say freakishly close). But, my reason is that I know I’m on track when I follow the plan. Yes, I might move Thursday’s workout to Monday, but I try to get the weekly miles in. Runners know how much worse they’ll feel on/after race day if they show up unprepared. I can’t imagine running a marathon without having put in the requisite long runs.

Time Management: If you weren’t good at managing your time before becoming a runner, I’ll bet you are now! This is especially true if you train for long distance races. Prior to training and running for marathons, I ran during the week, after work, usually 4-5 miles at a time, sometimes a bit longer. But, once you start doing the long runs, you have to block out 2-3 hours of time on a weekend day and sometimes an hour and a half on week nights. For me, that means getting up early on Saturday mornings and joining the local running club and my friends. It also means that I sometimes have to do that run on Friday, if I plan to be out of town that weekend. I’ve even taken a half day off of work to get my long run in. For others, it means making sure someone is watching the kids, making breakfast, etc. No matter your situation, you have to make time for the longer runs, which means planning the route, the water/Gatorade stops, and the Panera reward afterward!

Jedi Mind Tricks: I play so many little tricks on myself when I’m running. Sometimes I’m running with a good friend (Carrie) and mind tricks are not necessary. The two of us are gabbing so much that, before we know it, 14 miles are done! But, sometimes, you have to play little games with yourself in order to get through a run. You know what I’m talking about. “OK, I’ll stop and take a GU when I reach the bridge.” We all know that you get to the bridge because you have a little “reward” coming. “I’ll stop and walk for a bit when I reach that sign.” Typically, when you reach the sign, you keep running. My favorite trick is this – math! I ran 17 miles last Friday and it went well. I did a stretch of 7 miles, then another stretch of 6 miles, then 4. Let me tell you, when I hit 10 miles, I immediately told myself I had an easy 7 miler left. In my head, it was as if I was starting at zero miles and just had to run 7. After my last water stop (at 13 miles), it was refreshing to know I had 4 measly miles left. While I’m not a “math” person, it sure helps me during tough runs! I love that after all of these years, my mind still allows me to “lie” to it from time to time.

Appreciation: Running has taught me to appreciate my body and what it can, and can’t, do. I’m constantly thanking God for giving me a healthy body and strong legs that can withstand the training and run long distances. I am fully aware that there are people who would love to run, or even walk, and can’t. When you look at it this way, you see running as an incredible gift. It keeps you healthy and fit, while opening you up to wonderful experiences and friendships. Sure, some days it feels like running is a torture device, but most days you know the good you are doing and what running is giving back to you. It doesn’t matter that God didn’t give me a natural ability to be “fast,” He gave me the ability to run, period. He gave me a passion for it and that’s all you need!

Being an aunt...

2009-12-21T19:12:00.000-08:00

Last weekend we had Christmas #1 in Cedar Falls, with my dad and stepmom. We enjoyed a good meal and a lot of fun opening presents. While I was looking forward to the Christmas family time on Friday, I was especially looking forward to Saturday.

Let me preface this with the fact that it's been a year in the making. Last Christmas, I gave my niece, Kayla, a new Build-A-Bear outfit. It was the ice skating outfit she begged for. Needless to say, she was thrilled. In that moment, I thought it would be fun to promise her and Madison that we would go ice skating together sometime.

Kayla & Me - with her Build-A-Cat

I fully intended to keep this promise, but we all know how difficult it is for everyone's schedules to come together. So, here I am nearly a year later (after hearing the girls ask me if we were still going), and we've GONE!

I called them a few weeks ago, to invite them. They were on speaker phone. I said, "Hey, do you girls think it would be ok if your mom and I took you ice skating on Saturday?" Before I could finish, I heard screams of "YESSSSSSSSSS!!!"

This is what I love about being an aunt. I love these kids so ridiculously much and I love seeing them try new things. This would be their very first time skating. And, while that may not be a big deal to anyone else, it was to me.

On the way to Young Arena, the girls and I sang and jammed to Miley Cyrus and Taylor Swift. Then they decided who would skate with whom first. After some "rock, paper, scissors," they had a decision. Kayla would go with mom (Kamie) and Madison would go with me. Once we were on the ice, they were both fearless! I didn't ice skate until I was nearly an adult. I doubt I'd have done as well as they did. They are 8 and almost 6!

Madison & Kayla

First time skating - DONE!

Of course, we held their hands, but still, I was impressed. They used the railing for some support, but both were also good in the middle of the ice.

We took breaks and switched partners and I think we skated for over an hour. I asked Kayla what her favorite part of ice skating was. She wasn't sure. Then she said, "My least favorite part is the falling." I can't disagree with her there!

Let's not forget about little Rylan, the 4 year old. I asked him what "special" activity he and I could do, since the girls were going skating with me. He narrowed it down to Burger King play area and playing Playstation Star Wars. He chose Playstation. Who knew THAT'S all it would take? I played Star Wars with him (getting killed a billion times) before we went skating.

Rylan & Me, after making the decision to play Star Wars

I am SO blessed to have these experiences with the kids. Whether they even remember them doesn't matter to me. What matters is that these experiences and the memories of them put a smile on my face. They have enriched my life in a way they'll never fully know. I couldn't have chosen better nieces and a nephew if I'd had my pick!

2009 Wrap Up

2009-12-21T18:46:00.000-08:00

OK, yet again, it's been a while since I've posted. I guess I must be pretty boring, because I can't regularly think of things to post! Here is a little recap...

My last post was about my post marathon running and not much has changed there. I absolutely LOVED the crisp weather in November, but have not enjoyed the shift to snow. Don't worry snow, I'll be getting bundled up and running through you very soon! You don't scare me!

I travelled to NYC with my aunt in late October and had a fantastic trip. I love that city and all it has to offer! We saw three Broadway shows - "Bye Bye Birdie," "Billy Elliot," & "The Lion King." All were great, but "Billy Elliot" was my favorite. My dream job is to get paid to sing, so watching these performers on Broadway had me grinning ear to ear. I also had the opportunity to run in Central Park three times...loved it!

A fabulous run in Central Park

Aunt Rose & Me - just before seeing John Stamos & Gina Gershon in "Bye Bye Birdie"

My friends (Carrie & Denton) joined me for a group Halloween costume this year. We were the Funkes, a family from "Arrested Development." If you know the show, then you'll appreciate our creativity. If not, well, that's your loss.

Lindsey (Carrie), Maeby (Me), & Tobias (Denton) Funke

A good friend of mine got married in the Twin Cities in November, so I was able to crash at Jen's house...again! My niece, Madison, turned 8 in November - we had so much fun celebrating with her.

Jen & I went for a cool morning run in Saint Paul - wonderful!

Madison & Me - best buds!

I hosted Thanksgiving dinner for the second year in a row - and all in attendance survived! I must say, I'm pretty proud that I've now pulled this meal off twice in a row. I consider myself a baker, not really a cook. I look forward to doing it again next year!

I'm looking forward to Christmas with the family this week, especially the kiddos!

To run or not to run...

2009-10-18T19:21:00.001-07:00

Some of you didn't think I could do it...some of you being my friend Jen.

After every marathon, I usually take the first week off and do absolutely nothing. Now, this takes no convincing. I am fully happy to do ZERO physical activity for a week. Usually, by week two, I'm ready to go for a few short runs and maybe a step class at the gym. Before you know it, I'm back into my routine.

THIS time, I made an off hand remark to Jen that I'd be taking two FULL weeks off after the marathon. She replied, "Yah right, that'll never happen. I'll bet you $20." The nerve!!! To be honest, she had reason to feel she'd get that $20, based on my history.

Week 1: I did nothing in the way of exercise and it was glorious! I came home after a hard day of work and sat down on the couch. It was quite incredible, actually! I had this thing that I wasn't sure what to do with, what was it? Oh yah, TIME!

I didn't pack a gym bag and lug it (along with my laptop and lunch) to my car. I didn't drive somewhere to change before running on the trail. Let's face it...I just didn't DO anything.

Week 2: By now, of course I'm not at all sore and could easily go on a run or do something! And, the weather was pretty much PERFECT for running. I'd catch myself saying, "Today would be a good day for a run." Ten minutes later, I'm in my house, sitting on the couch enjoying Oreos.

So, week 2 came and went with NO WORKOUT. Did you catch that, Jen? NO WORKOUT! I'll collect my $20 when I come to visit you in November.

As I was driving home last night, I was really hoping to go for a run today. I called my friend Carrie and we made a running date for this morning. My hope was that we could just go for a short one, maybe 4-5 miles, and catch up.

Well, we tend to be Chatty Cathys on our runs, so before I knew it, we'd almost gone out 3 miles. We ended up running a great 6 miler. My legs felt great and it was SO nice to run with Carrie!

While I'm not planning on a Spring marathon, I am glad to be back in the swing!

I've always had fears about taking more than a week off from running/exercise (regardless if it's after a marathon or anything). Here is what I learned:

1) I will not blow up and gain 35 pounds in the 2 weeks I'm not working out.
(this is my biggest fear!)

2) I actually DO eat less when I'm not running 35-40 miles per week. I've always thought of myself as a really good eater (meaning I can eat a lot), but the appetite isn't as insane when the activity level is NIL.

3) It is OK to take a break and let yourself ENJOY relaxing a little. You've earned it! I don't feel the least bit guilty for taking a longer break. And...I dare say I'll be better off for it in the future.

I am absolutely positive that I will have some great runs this week, as they will all be in Central Park in NYC! I'm headed there for vacation on Wednesday and can't wait to enjoy that beautiful park and city!

Twin Cities Marathon

2009-10-08T18:32:00.000-07:00

Marathon #6 is complete! While I didn't break 4 hours, I can honestly say I felt great about the race and the whole weekend.

My friend Jen was kind enough to host me for the weekend. I hadn't seen her for a while, so it was great to see her house and hang out. We ventured to the Mall of America (my request) and it was insane. Honestly, I can't remember the last time I was there, but it is ridiculous. The crowds are unreal, there is a wait for a dressing room or cash register at every dang store!

After a little shopping, it was time to pick up my race packet. We spent a little time at the expo before heading to Macaroni Grill for a tasty pre-race meal.

I was up at 4:39am on race day. This was not by choice...apparently my bladder was super pumped! I laid in bed until 5am and then I got moving. I got dressed, ate some cereal, got my GUs poured into my flask, and packed up my bag. Jen snapped this super flattering pic of me before we left the house.

Jen dropped me at the hotel, where I met Carrie, Denton, Nyna, and Jess. We quickly loaded onto the bus, headed for Minneapolis.

The weather was PERFECT! I'd say it was in the upper 40's to lower 50's all morning. While that was chilly to stand in, it was the best to run in. I love it!

The five of us hung out for a while and then did a warm-up jog. After that, it was time to get into the chute. Now, in 2007, I made the mistake of waiting too long to get in the chute. I ended up starting with the 5:30 marathoners. This race has over 11,000 runners, so it's really not fun to start that far back and fight your way forward. THIS time, I immediately lined up with the 3:50 pace group. My goal was to start with them and try to stay in between them and the 4:00 pace group.

The race started - it was GO time! I felt ready to go and had a great mental attitude. The first few miles were spent getting through the crowds and trying to stay near the 3:50 group. For me, this race is so packed that I don't feel like I'm NOT crowded until around mile 10. I had no trouble running with the 3:50 group and I was feeling good.

Many of you may remember that I had some back issues at mile 6 of my last marathon (Illinois). So, when I reached mile 10, still feeling good, I was excited! Around mile 11, I lost the 3:50 group at a water stop. I usually walk through the water stops so I make sure to actually drink the water/Powerade they are providing. I looked up and the balloons for 3:50 were long gone. Where'd they go?

While I was still feeling good, I didn't feel a sprint to catch up to them would be wise. I decided to keep going on my own. We had been running 8:35s and I was now running 8:45s. I knew I was well ahead of the 4:00 group, so I just focused on moving forward.

Jen told me she'd be at mile 15, so that kept me motivated past the halfway point. To be honest, I was tempted to walk around mile 15, but the thought of Jen seeing me walk...I couldn't take it! I didn't see her and was feeling a little disappointed, when, I just happened to turn back and see her. I yelled, "Jen!" and she yelled, "Mariah!" That was that. She biked up another mile and spotted me again, which gave me another boost.

I continued on, still feeling pretty good. At this point, my back pain was creeping in. Many of you know that I tend to have conversations with my body. Here's how this one went.

My back: "Seriously, this hurts, can we stop now?"
Me: "Um, no. You really ticked me off at the last marathon. Payback sucks!"
My back: "But at least the pain didn't kick in at mile 6 this time?"
Me: "Yah, really, that's not helping your case. Our goal is to have a good race today and for me to enjoy it. So get on board!"

After that, while my back was a little achy, it was nothing I couldn't handle (unlike Illinois).

Around mile 19, the mental toughness was fading. I had slowed to 9:10s or slower at that point, but was still feeling alright. My left hip was aching and my right quad was throbbing. Given that combination, I'm sure my stride looked fabulous. So, yes, I walked a few minutes. But, usually, when I walk, I'll walk more than a few minutes, then run again. This time, I told myself I could walk 2 minutes and then I'd have to pick it back up.

I still hadn't seen the 4:00 group, so I was optimistic. I hit the 20 mile mark at 3:02:34, so, in theory, I may have still been able to break 4:00. But, it would have been tight. Honestly, I was enjoying the race and the day so much, that nothing could have disappointed me. I knew at that point that even if I didn't break 4:00, I wasn't going to have the crap races I'd had in Des Moines and Illinois.

I continued onward, letting myself walk a bit every few miles. Yes, I know, had I not walked, maybe my time would have been a few minutes faster or I might have broken 4:00. But, if you've run a marathon, you know how hard those last 6.2 miles can be.

As I came into the final stretch, I knew I was just about to complete my 6th marathon in a little over 3 years. I saw/heard Jen on my right and smiled into the finish! My time: 4:08:39, just a few minutes slower than my previous PR of 4:05:47.

I had a horrible experience at the Twin Cities Marathon in 2007 (a bit hot), so I'm thrilled that I came back and ran it again and had a wonderful experience in 2009. The course was beautiful and the spectators were UNBELIEVABLE! Honestly, you could barely take a step without seeing throngs of people cheering you on. Their support was HUGE!

One of the other positives? My friends Denton & Carrie (hubby & wife) and I started marathoning in October of 2006, running our first one together in Ashland, WI (Whistlestop). This is the 2nd one I've run with Denton and the 3rd with Carrie. Our training has been a blessing to our friendship - I'm so grateful! (They both ran fantastic races, too!)

Here are some more pics from the day:

Here I am in the final stretch, almost there!

One final wave!

Carrie & I after the race - lifetime running buddies!

Carrie, Denton, & Me

My hostess (and photographer), Jen!

I'm looking forward to some well earned time off. I don't have any plans for a Spring marathon, but hope to run some half marathons. My next marathon is the 35th Marine Corps Marathon next Halloween - I can't wait!!!

Marathon #6 - Am I ready?

2009-09-30T17:16:00.000-07:00

Well, this Sunday I will be running my 6th marathon. The last time I ran the Twin Cities Marathon was in 2007. Many of you might remember that it was a bit hot that day. My friends and I finished, but it wasn't the most fun day. Incidentally, I think I probably sweat off about 10 pounds of fluid, so I guess there's a positive.

I feel really good about my training this time around and I do think I'm ready. My 20 milers were probably the best I've had during any training, so I hope that's a good sign. The weather is absolutely gorgeous right now! I love the crisp, fall weather and can only pray we get the same on race day!

My goal has always been to break 4 hours. The closest I've come is 4:05 in Green Bay last year. I remember feeling great that day and just being happy to PR. I know 4 hours is attainable, I just need to believe I can DO IT!

I have several friends also running the race and there will be others cheering me on. That will help a ton! Overall, I'm looking forward to a fun weekend with friends. Thanks to Jen for hosting me!

Good luck to all who are running Twin Cities this weekend!

Reinvigorated...

2009-08-30T18:49:00.000-07:00

Whoa, I can't believe it's been nearly 2 months since my last entry...I'm sure you've all missed me! HA!

So, I'm still deep into training for marathon #6, Twin Cities on October 4. For the most part, training has been going well. But, there were a few weeks recently that had me nervous. I typically have trouble with the highest mileage weeks. Usually, I'll skip one of the half long runs altogether and then have a horrible long run that weekend (lots of walking and being mad).

THIS time, I wanted to do my best to make it through those tough weeks and prove to myself that I could do it. Well, the good news is that I did complete those high mileage weeks. The bad news is that they weren't all that pretty.

Both weeks were very busy for me outside of work and then the weekends were jam packed with out of town trips and family stuff. There was a horrible downpour on the day of my 17 miler, so I ran 17 miles on the treadmill - blech!

The following week I had an 18 mile run and it was downright terrible. I am helping a friend train for her first half marathon. So, I told her I'd run the first 10 and she could meet me for the last 8. It was particularly humid/muggy that morning and I tried to keep a good attitude. But, as I began my run, my Garmin wouldn't show anything other than a 9:15 pace. I'm not knocking a 9:15 pace, but it's a bit frustrating to see that when you FEEL like you're running 8:40 pace. No matter what I did, that was the best I could do. Needless to say, my poor friend was waiting on me and a bit worried. By the time I had taken a GU and some Gatorade, I wasn't too interested in running 8 more. The next 8 miles consisted of running slow, then walking, then running, then walking...you get the idea. I felt bad that my friend wasn't getting a good run, but I also knew that I had to do whatever I needed to do to just get these miles IN!

So, for those few weeks and the week after the 18 miler, every run felt a bit like torture. They felt long (even if they were 4-5 miles) and they felt grueling. It's not fun to feel like that for 5 miles, let alone 18 miles. These are the moments when you doubt yourself. You start thinking, "Ooh, maybe I'm done with the whole marathon thing...maybe I can't do it another time?"

You can imagine I wasn't sure how my 13 miler would go last weekend. I was honestly just hoping to be able to do it, no matter what the pace. As soon as we began the run, I felt great! I felt exhilarated and light on my feet. The weather was gorgeous and I had 3 great friends with me. What a change! This was JUST what I needed!

This past week was more of the same. I did more treadmill runs due to the rainy weather, but felt strong. I had a 20 miler to run on Saturday. In the past, 20 milers have been the bain of my existence (and I'm sure several other marathoners). I ran the first 9 miles with a few friends and then broke off. I felt strong, even after 10 miles! That doesn't always happen for me. Honestly, I've had many 18-20 mile runs where I couldn't wait for them to end. This was for various reasons: fatigue, boredom, hunger, boredom...seeing a theme here? But, this time, before I knew it, 20 miles was DONE!

This wasn't my fastest 20, but it was right on pace with my goal time for a PR. Better yet, I felt strong at the finish and I know I could have kept going, if I needed to. I think I've had to stop and walk at least once, probably more than that, in almost every 20 I've run. I never once felt like walking this time, so that is huge! It's T minus 5 weeks until Twin Cities and I'm feeling good!

It just goes to show you that no matter how long you've been a runner, you can have highs and lows. It's all part of the deal you make when you sign the contract. It's in the fine print, I didn't read it before I signed, now I'm stuck... Either way, I'm in this for better or worse, but I'd prefer it to be "better" the majority of the time.

Happy running!

Woohoo!

2009-07-04T13:53:00.000-07:00

First of all...Happy 4th of July! Thank you to all our soldiers who are fighting for our freedom that we are so blessed to have!

Days like today are the reason I keep running. I ran the annual Alliant Energy 8K race this morning and it went well. This was my 6th time running this particular race AND the fastest I've ever run it or any other 8K! Let me give you my history at this race...

2004: First time running it, 45:56. I probably would have run under 45, but I got a horrible blister on my heel in the FIRST mile. It was very painful and I was glad to finish.
2005: Ran a good race in 43:34, was happy about it.
2006: Wanted to BEAT that 43:34 time. Guess what? I didn't beat it, I just got EXACTLY the same time AGAIN! I was not happy! I mean, couldn't I have run it in 43:32 at least?
2007: Ran it in 42:39 and was over the moon! I was so pumped to have broken 43 minutes!
2008: I had just run a 40:38 at a previous 8K, so I wanted to run somewhere close to that time. I ran a 40:55 and was happy with it...considering I had run an 18 miler the day before. (But, that's not much of an excuse, considering my friend Carrie had also run 18 miles and rocked a great race!)
2009: I wanted to break 40 minutes. If that meant crossing the finish line in 39:59, I would have been overjoyed. I ran it in 39:24! It was the best feeling seeing the clock and knowing I was going to bust through 40 minutes.

I went to bed ready for a good race... I woke up to rainy, depressing weather. Yuck! Now, I know there are many of you who just LOVE running in the rain. While the temperature was good for running, I am NOT a fan of being wet and running around in sloshy shoes. Also, if you've met me, you know I have about 10 pounds of hair on my head. Imagine running with 10 pounds of WET hair, no fun!

As I approached the start line, I was still hoping to break 40, but I'll admit, I was ready with my excuses if I didn't... "I ran 12 miles yesterday," "I'm tired," "It was rainy..." Blah, blah, blah!

I took off at what felt like the right pace. I hit mile 1 just over 8 minutes. Mile 2 must have been fast as the clock showed 15 something. Mile 3 in this race is difficult as you are headed uphill and then around the curve in a park. As you exit the park, it's uphill and you are just waiting for the long downhill. I kept my focus and tried to run strong. I hit 4 miles in just under 32 minutes, so I knew it was still possible to break 40 minutes.

But, I'd have to really bust out this last mile. It's a long straight away and I was tired. I was really tired... I started telling myself it would be ok if I hit around 40, I'd still PR.

As I passed a guy holding an "800 meters to go" sign, I thought, "I can do this!" Once I could see the clock and that there were no 4's on it, I kicked in as much as I could. Woohoo!

So, back to my point, about days like today being why I keep running. I love meeting goals and seeing improvement! Two of my running goals this year were to break 25:00 in the 5K and break 40:00 in the 8K. My new 5K PR is 24:25 and for the 8K, 39:24!

If you had told me 5 years ago that I'd be running sub 8:00s in ANY distance, I would have laughed you out of the room! It's not that I wasn't confident, it's that I thought I knew my pace and that that was it. Our bodies are amazing and running proves it!

I realize sub-8:00s is not break-neck speed for many people, but it IS for me. If I can be faster 5 years later, what will I be able to do in 5 more years? You never know! Maybe breaking 40 minutes in the 8K is good luck for me to break 4 HOURS in my next marathon? Here's hoping!

Jesus Boost!

2009-06-14T17:58:00.000-07:00

This past weekend was the commemoration of the massive floods that raged through Cedar Rapids last year. The city had several events planned, including a flood run, Floodstock celebration, and the Healing the Heartland festival/concerts.

I ran the 7 mile Flood Run and it was awesome! I will say that I wasn't so sure it would be awesome at the start. When I saw it was raining (thus no IPOD tunes or Garmin for me), I was a bit disappointed. More importantly, I thought it was sad it was rainy and gloomy on the very day we were to run through the neighborhoods that were flooded one year ago.

My ultimate goal was to set a PR, but I also wanted to just enjoy the run and take notice of these neighborhoods. I must admit, it was very emotional. The affected neighborhoods are just bare and still look like war zones. The few people there were so kind and upbeat. They were yelling, "Welcome to our neighborhood, thanks for running..." As I looked at them and clapped back, my eyes welled up with tears. I helped a friend's friend do post-flood clean up last year and you can't imagine how horrible an ordeal like this is. My heart goes out to all those who were affected and I hope they know that it WILL get better (I have to believe that!). (By the way, I did set a PR and felt great the whole race!)

So, later that night, Carrie, Kim, and I went to a free concert with a few of my favorite Christian bands, BarlowGirl & Newsboys. We caught the tail end of BarlowGirl and saw ALL of Newsboys. It was AWESOME!!! We went up to the front, near the stage, for the Newsboys. We were jumping, clapping, screaming, and singing along with the whole crowd. I turned around several times to see an amazing crowd of people there, just worshipping God. What a life affirming thing to witness!

This brings me to the title of this blog entry, "Jesus Boost!" I've always been a Christian and loved worshipping the Lord, but that concert brought me back to high school and college. When I was in high school/college, there were so many opportunities to worship like that. We went to church camp and the Caravan trip and had these awesome experiences. In college, we had worship 5 times a week in addition to so many other opportunities.

I think, as an adult, I've forgotten or lost a bit of that. We have jobs, bills to pay, and just LIFE to take care of. This concert brought it back to me in a huge way. Don't misunderstand me, it's not that I love Jesus less now as an adult. But, I think my "fire" for worshipping was dimming a bit. I want to feel like I did at that concert, ALL the time! For any of you needing your spark lit, check out Life 101.9 FM. I switched to this station a year or so ago and absolutely love it. I just FEEL better listening to that than anything else!

Vacation!!!

2009-05-18T17:09:00.001-07:00

I know, it's been a while since I've posted...I'm sure you've all been wondering, "What's going on with Mariah?" Wait, you haven't been wondering? Well, too bad, I'll tell ya anyway...

So, after my disappointing marathon, I had a new thing to focus on - VACATION!!! I went on a 3 day Bahamas cruise with a good friend of mine. Then I headed to Delray Beach, Florida for some more R&R. Some of you may be thinking, "Sounds like a good vacation, what's the big deal?"

You have to understand what I've called "vacation" the last few years. Basically, I go visit family, run a marathon, or visit friends with their kids. While those are all fun things to do, I was told by numerous people that they aren't "real" vacation. So, this year, I decided to just do it - go on a real vacation.

My vacation didn't start the best...my first flight was late arriving in Atlanta, so I missed my connecting flight. The next flight they put me on would have made me miss my cruise! So, after a very stressful day rearranging flights, luggage, etc...I arrived on the ship with my friend. Once we confirmed my luggage arrived on the ship, we had a BLAST!

If you've never been on a cruise, you need to know something. There is FOOD everywhere, all the time. If you like to eat, the cruise is for you! You can order as many items as you want. So, we did just that. I think I ordered 2 desserts every night at dinner. Then, I ordered multiple breakfast items...and I'm not even a huge breakfast person!

We had fun laying out in Cococay and just relaxing. We shopped, we chatted, we ate, and we even had some drinks. Yes, folks, Mariah does have a drink from time to time!

When our cruise docked in Miami, I was headed to Delray to stay at my uncle's house. Here is the view from Uncle John's...

We literally could walk out the back door to the ocean! My friend Tina met me in Florida and we had the best time. Our goal was to have zero plans, to just do whatever we felt like, whenever we felt like it.

We had the place to ourselves. Our days consisted of the following: sleeping in, swimming in the ocean, laying out, shopping, swimming some more, eating, drinking, soaking in the hot tub, and staying up late watching whatever was on tv. Rough, huh?

Oh, I managed to squeeze in 1 run, while on vacation for a total of 10 days. Shocking, I know!

I can't remember the last time I had a vacation like this! It was just what I needed after a jam packed, super busy year. Here are a few more pics of our fun!

I plan to do this whole "vacation" thing on a regular basis now! Back to the real world, though. Back to NOT eating 17 meals a day and laying around all day. I'm running again and back in the swing!

Marathon #5 - Complete

2009-04-15T15:13:00.000-07:00

It's official, I am now a 5 time marathoner. Unfortunately, this past weekend didn't go as I had hoped. As many of you know, I've been trying to break the 4 hour mark for a while. The closest I've come was in Green Bay last year - 4:05. So, it's not as if it's not possible...

I feel like I did all the pre-race stuff right - made sure I drank plenty of water, got plenty of rest, and ate a good meal.

The morning of the race went smoothly as well. My friends, Carrie & Andy, and I made it to the start with no issues. The weather was gorgeous too! All of us felt good and were ready to have a good race.

I started the race feeling good and running right on pace. While my pace slowed a bit by mile 3, I wasn't worried. I figured I was just settling into my groove. By mile 6, I was feeling intense pain in my lower back. I've never had this happen to me during a run, so I had hoped it would sort of just go away. (I know, wishful thinking) Well, it did NOT go away. In fact, it just kept getting worse.

Some of you may be doing the math already... If my back hurts at mile 6 and makes it difficult to run at at all...then I have 20.2 MORE miles left to run!

I decided to trudge onward (knowing in my gut I wasn't going to hit my goal) and run for as long as I could, at a slower pace. I was doing low 9:00s until about the halfway point. That's when my back said, "Hey, seriously, knock it off!" Surprisingly, I reached the halfway point in about 2 hours - SHOCKING! But, there was absolutely no way I could continue like that for 13.1 more miles.

So, my new plan was to do a combination of walking and running. The funny thing is that my legs were completely FINE for the whole race! They never cramped or complained to me once! But, whenever I'd try to run for an extended period, my back would hurt worse, probably because it couldn't handle the constant pounding.

Your mind can play funny tricks on you. I could have sworn I walked a ton more than I ran in the second half, but my mile splits don't lie. Don't get me wrong, they're not impressive, but they tell me that I was obviously spending most of the time running. All of my second half splits were in the 10:00 to 11:00 range. If I was running 9:20s before, I can't have been walking too much to keep this pace. I tried to run through areas where there was good crowd support and then take walking breaks in between.

By the time I could see the University of Illinois, I just wanted it to be over. At this point, I had considered quitting twice. Just my luck, there were no sag wagons near me either time. Once I entered the football field, I ran as hard as I could to the finish at the 50 yard line.

I hadn't looked at my watch much over the second half because I KNEW I was well past my goal. So, when I saw my final time on the clock as I finished, the disappointment was HUGE!

I wanted a minute to myself to just "be" and to get a bit of my anger out. Unfortunately for my friend Carrie, who is awesome, she was right there to give me a hug. My response? "Carrie, I need a minute, seriously..." Poor girl, what can I say? I was mad and didn't really want to talk to anyone at that moment! By the way, Carrie and Andy both had awesome races and PR'd!

It's only been a few days, so I wouldn't say I'm over the disappointment yet. It would be different if I thought under 4 hours wasn't attainable, but I know it is. Both of my 20 mile runs were under 3 hours, so the goal was in sight.

The hardest part is knowing I put all this work in over the last 4 1/2 months, only to NOT meet my goal. While I'm happy for all who raced well, I had hoped I'd have the same experience. I definitely feel beaten down and unsure of whether I even want to try another marathon. I know, I probably sound like I'm being dramatic, but it's just how I'm feeling right now.

I've done my best to find some positives:

1) I have now run 5 marathons in the last 2 1/2 years - it all started with wanting to run 1!

2) I still finished the race, no matter how much pain I was in. My mental and physical strength were definitely pushed to the limit.

3) I had a great time with my friends and all from the running club who ran.

NKOTB are back!

2009-04-07T19:22:00.000-07:00

In case you haven't heard, NKOTB, otherwise known as New Kids On The Block, are back! Oh yes, it's true folks! I realize not many can say this, but I have the privelage of having seen them TWICE in my lifetime.

I was a big fan of the New Kids back when I was a crazy junior high teenager. I'll admit it, Joey was my fave, he was just SO dreamy! I honestly thought Joey and I would end up together...somehow.

My friend Carly had to review the concert and was kind enough to invite me along. For those of you who had lost respect for me, thinking I ordered and PAID for tickets, please know, they were FREE! This was purely for the entertainment factor and boy, was I entertained! Thanks Carly!

We had a great group of 4 fantastic girls and we headed to Moline to see NKOTB at the I Wireless Center.

I don't know how else to describe the whole thing - it was CRAZY! You would not believe how many people were decked out in their 80's gear and rockin' NKOTB clothes, buttons, dolls... The 4 of us apparently didn't get the memo...we wore NORMAL clothing.

All 5 guys appeared from a cloud of smoke and began the concert rockin' their vintage material. Let's just say they rocked the same dance moves as well. It was hilarious, but I don't think it was supposed to be funny. It's a little weird to watch Joey sing "Please Don't Go Girl" in his adult mature voice.

Apparently, Jordan and Joey both had solo careers? I was unaware (yes, Jen, I know my mom gave me Joey's solo CD for a Christmas prank gift). But, I really didn't know those two went solo...or I blocked it out. So, part of the concert paid homage to their super awesome solo albums. The high point of Jordan's performance was unbuttoned white shirt blowing open to reveal his bare chest. Wow...very exciting stuff.

My favorite part of the concert was when Donnie came out... I was nervous, because I knew for sure he hadn't done a solo album. Well, he wanted to sing "Cover Girl" by himself, to all the single ladies in the audience. Do you know why? It's because HE hasn't found HIS cover girl yet, ladies! So, if any of you want some Donnie W. (Jen), he's still available! After "Cover Girl," Donnie planted a big disgusting kiss on some woman in the front row. She about passed out, I'm fairly certain I would have slugged him. The other awesome Donnie moment came at the end of the show. Donnie held up a huge white banner that said, "Go Green. Save a John Deere, ride a Wahlberg!" Gross!

Carly and I held our breath the whole concert, fearing they'd never perform "Hangin' Tough" & "Step By Step." But, NKOTB never disappoint, they closed the show with them!

While I knew NONE of their current "hits," I did find myself remembering the choruses from the oldies. I also figured out that it was ridiculous for me to ever like the New Kids. Here are a few reasons why:

1) I only liked ONE member, Joey. I honestly couldn't stand the rest of them. Why would I buy their junk for one guy? (Remember those big buttons? I had several!)

2) They weren't any good! Oh my gosh, how I wish I would have seen/heard how bad they were and been cool enough not to succumb to them!

Please enjoy the pics, I took way more than I'd like to admit, but come on, who knows if there will ever be another NKOTB reunion? :-)

Marathon #5 Is Just Around The Corner...

2009-03-30T19:05:00.001-07:00

It's official, in less than 2 weeks I will have completed my 5th marathon. Right now, I have mixed emotions about how this one is going to go. My goal is to finally break the big 4 hour barrier (well, it's big to ME). While most of my training would lead me to believe it's going to happen, you never know what race day will bring. In addition to that, my legs have been unbelievably uncooperative the last several weeks.

Basically, this is the conversation lately between me and my legs:

Me: "Hey Legs, let's go for a run, ok?"
Legs: "Ya know, we're just not feeling it today, can we skip?"
Me: "No, we don't skip, we stick to the plan!"
Legs: "Yah, you and your plan are kind of annoying us right now. We'd rather go home, lay on the couch, and have some Cadbury Eggs."
Me: "Well, that's too bad, because we're going on a run whether you like it or not! We can eat Cadbury Eggs afterward!"
Legs: "Fine, we can go for a run, but we're not going to promise it will go well."

My legs have not been lying. Every run lately, no matter how short or long, has been a chore. I miss the runs where I just enjoy it and when I'm done I wonder, "Oh, it's over?" I am finding 4 mile runs to feel a lot like 15 mile runs...ugh!

I ran my last 12 this past Saturday, and while technically it was still just below (barely) my marathon goal pace, I know I can run much faster than that. This obviously concerns me with the marathon only days away.

Everyone says, "You're just tired, the taper is going to help, you'll be fine!" Well, I'm not quite there yet. I don't want to put undue pressure on myself, but I just really want to meet this goal!

I need to focus on getting my sleep in the next few weeks and on getting my mental attitude on the positive. Maybe then my legs will be back on board!

I can't blame them though, I mean, they're probably just thinking about my upcoming vacation to the Bahamas/Florida in the next 5 weeks, where eating and laying around will be the primary activities.

Winding down...

2009-02-25T18:34:00.000-08:00

Well, it's been a few weeks since my last post, so I figured it was high time I post an update. Not that anything too exciting has been going on lately.

My schedule has been pretty much insane for the last 7 or so months. I came out of retirement to coach 5th grade basketball (this is my last year, I swear!). I work part-time (for fun) at Running Wild, and I picked up a voice student. Oh yeah, I also work full time and am training for a marathon. Basically, I'm never home before 8:00 pm on any given week-night and I haven't really had a free weekend since...hmm...I can't remember.

It's not that life's not good, I'm loving life right now! It's just that I miss having the option to just relax and maybe even, dare I say it, be a bit lazy? I love the girls I coach, they are a lot of fun, but the time commitment is a little much. I have weird work hours, 6:30-4, so you can imagine I'm not getting nearly enough sleep. I'm pretty much a zombie lately. There have been times on the treadmill when I've wondered if I might fall asleep while running. Not good, not good at all.

Basketball ends in the next few weeks, so that should free up some of my time. It will be nice to not feel like I'm literally running from place to place!

The biggest lesson I need to learn right now (I've been working on this for about 25 years) is to say, "NO," sometimes. I've always known it's ok to say no, but yet, I'm still not very good at doing it.

I do have some fun and exciting stuff coming up that will make all of my crazy busy-ness worth it! I'm going to see "Legally Blonde: The Musical" in DM with my friend Tina this Friday. My 5th marathon is on April 11 and I'm super pumped to have a great race and fun with friends. Then, I'm off for a 3 day cruise to the Bahamas with a friend of mine. I'm headed to West Palm Beach, FL after that, to continue the relaxation process. I can't wait to just "be" and not HAVE to be anywhere doing anything. I'm pretty sure it will be awesome!

Another year older, the big 32!

2009-02-08T09:11:00.000-08:00

Last Tuesday, I celebrated my 32nd birthday. I have to say, 32 isn't too bad. I think it's funny how much our perspective changes as we get older.

My friend Kari started dating her now husband, Tim, when she was 22. He, however, was 32 at the time! I remember me and our friends being totally freaked out by the situation. I'm sure I made statements such as, "Oh my gosh, 32? That is SOOOO old...isn't it weird?" and "I can't imagine EVER dating a 32 year old!"

I know what you're thinking right now...that I think it's appropriate for me to find a 22 year old to date. No worries, that is not my current plan or desire. While I do think I'm more mature and, hopefully, a bit wiser now at 32 than I was at 22, the truth is, I don't FEEL old at all. I know, I know, 32 isn't old, but it's no 22 either.

Every time I'm on the phone with my friend Stacy, I feel I've not aged a day since high school. Yes, we are both aware we should be concerned, but we can't help it! We talk about the dumbest things sometimes and laugh SO hard! I see no reason why that shouldn't continue. If you can't laugh, then what's the point?

I've heard people say the 30s are supposed to be so great. Honestly, so far, I agree. While there are a few things I wish could be different, overall, it's all good. For example, I was much less comfortable with my body/appearance in my 20s. I feel like I'm much less obsessed with that in my 30s. I accept my body for what it is and what it can do, rather than what I wish I had. Some of you reading this (Carrie) will note that yes, I still do wish I had your rockin' legs. But, all in all, I'm happy with what I have. You could have told me I'd be at this point 10 years ago and I would have said, "Yah, right, that'll never happen! I'll be obsessed forever!" I'm not saying I don't have moments of weakness where I freak out, but really, it just doesn't consume my every thought as it did back then.

When I think back to my 20s, I was running on a regular basis. Now, it's 10 years later and I'm running marathons! If that's not progress, I don't know what is! I've already told you all how thankful I am for the many blessings in my life, but I'll just say those blessings are what make 32 so sweet.

Tough long run...

2009-01-31T10:51:00.001-08:00

Well, they're gonna happen sooner or later. I'm talking about having a bad long run. I had to do 15 miles this morning and was hoping it would be good. I went with our local running club, but we usually don't stay together too long. The first problem today? I couldn't get my legs to warm up to save my life! Usually, I'm fine with just tights on, but today, it was like running with popsicles for legs! I'd say they were numb for most of the run...which made me feel like they weighed 100 pounds each. It should be noted that I could not keep my backside warm either!

By the time I got to the Y (5 miles), my motivation was waning. I decided to trudge onward and get another 2.5 miles in before turning back. Let's just say these might have been the LONGEST 2.5 miles ever! Sometimes the time just doesn't fly by the way you want it to. I had to walk a few times (which I hate) and was just not into it. To be honest, I considered calling my friend Tina to pick me up. There were a few problems with that though: 1) I had no cell phone with me; 2) I don't have Tina's number memorized. So, I scrapped that plan and kept running.

I decided my chocolate GU would be my big reward when I hit 8 miles. Woohoo! I finally made it back to the Y for my 2nd water stop. Now I only had 5 miles left in this journey. Those of you with IPODS will understand this. IPODS do not like cold weather, at all. They turn off at the very hint of a cool breeze. So, I packed my IPOD inside my jacket pocket today, which seemed to help. I had good tunes for 10 miles. When I left the Y to go the last 5 miles, my IPOD said, "Sorry Mariah, no can do, we're done. You have fun for the last few miles, though." Honestly, at that point, I wasn't too upset about it. I was focused on finishing this run! I had time to think and reflect, which is good.

I wanted to blog about this bad run to encourage all of you. Honestly, I could get all worked up about this. I could get mad that I didn't hit the pace, that I stopped to walk several times, or that it just didn't go well. OR, I could take a more positive approach and focus on the fact that no one is forcing me to run 15 miles today or train for a marathon, for that matter. I could have just as easily stayed in bed when my alarm went off at 6:15 am. But, I chose to go do the work, regardless of how it turned out. At the end of the day, I still covered 15 miles (no matter how I did it). And, as I always say, I'm blessed to have a body that CAN run, regardless of the pace.

I have really enjoyed my training so far for this next marathon and I knew there would be a few bad runs in there. At least I know that there are ALWAYS more good runs than bad. I know there will be plenty of good long runs in the coming weeks. I hope all of YOU have good long runs or good ANYTHING in the coming weeks as well!

A new day...

2009-01-20T19:30:00.000-08:00

I know, I know...everyone is talking about this monumental day. I won't belabor the point, but felt I should write something. This entry is not meant to offend Republicans or Democrats...it's just my thoughts. I don't want to get into a debate over this!

I myself am excited that we have a new president (yes, I'm a Democrat)! I'm not putting President Bush down, anyone who has this job will make mistakes and have incredibly tough decisions to make.

But, I think President Obama will lead our nation out of this mess and into something better. As I went to sleep last night, I said my prayers. I prayed for & about the normal stuff I usually pray about. Then I prayed for Barack Obama. I prayed that God would guide his heart in every decision he makes. I prayed that God would give him courage and strength for this huge undertaking before him. I prayed that this country would unite behind him so we can work together to move forward.

I know a lot of Republicans who like to tell me what a mess Barack is going to make. I've been shocked at the hatred people have expressed. While I disagree with Bush and some of the things he did, I don't think I've ever said I hated him. I respect him and know that he probably made those decisions with the best of intentions.

I think it's time for everyone to realize - Barack IS OUR PRESIDENT! So, we have the choice to stand behind him and move forward or keep wishing what might have been. This country can do better and we SHOULD do better. My prayer is that we will, but we have to be willing to do the work.

Headphones it is!

2009-01-14T17:48:00.000-08:00

It's official, I've committed to run the Illinois Marathon in April. I guess I should probably register at some point. This will be marathon #5 for me, and hopefully, my best marathon yet. I was holding out, waiting to see if they would allow headphones. I checked their website last night and lo and behold, under rules & regulations, what should I see?

Headphones, Etc.: Since the USATF has amended its rule on the wearing of earphones, headphones, I-Pods, MP3 Players and similar electronic devices at sanctioned events, these items will be allowed in all of our events. See our Headphone Policy for more information.

I know, it's a little silly to be excited about this, but come on. If I'm going to be running for a little less than 4 hours...I better have some listening enjoyment!

For some reason, I was super pumped after reading this. Now I'm SO excited for this marathon! Several people from our local running club are going as well, so it should be a fun race.

While I want to meet my goal time, I'll be thrilled just to complete my 5th marathon.

Happy running!

New Year's WORKOUT Resolutions

2009-01-05T19:19:00.000-08:00

OK, as I walked into my gym tonight, after driving around for what felt like 20 minutes - searching for a parking spot, I was annoyed. I don't know why I'm surprised every January by the massive crowds that inundate my gym. Yes, I know it's not MY gym, but I feel it's more my gym than theirs. It happens every year...things are going along great, I have no trouble getting a treadmill or finding a space in the cardio class. And then, January and the New Year's resolutions hit!

I've talked with my friends about this before. People, I beg you, please DON'T join the gym! You and I both know what will happen. You'll all come maybe 4-5 days a week for 8 weeks, then you'll quit. Those 8 weeks are pure torture for the rest of us all year-round gym goers. We have to wait in line for the treadmill or any other equipment. I'm not exaggerating either - when I walked into the gym tonight, EVERY single piece of cardio equipment was taken.

We all know I'm not really serious about this, because I believe everyone should take the steps to be healthy and active. I just had to rant because this happens every year and it drives me absolutely crazy!

To wear headphones, to not wear headphones...

2009-01-02T20:12:00.001-08:00

This one is for all my fellow runners. Many of you are aware that in the last year, the USATF created and strictly enforced a no headphones rule at most races. I ran the 2007 Twin Cities Marathon with a few friends and that race also strictly enforced this ruling. We later found out that they went through all race photos and anyone wearing headphones was not only disqualified, but also disqualified from entering the 2008 Twin Cities Marathon. Can you imagine if you FINALLY qualified for Boston, but were disqualified for not abiding by the no headphone rule? (By the way, that's me in the blue shirt, Jen in the middle, & Carrie on the right, in the home stretch!)

My friends and I did abide by the rule and went without. Many of you might know that the 2007 TCM was the one of the hottest marathons that year - and I mean hot, as in the temperature. We were sweating after our 1 mile warm-up. I tried to keep a positive attitude at the start, but was feeling sluggish by mile 8. By mile 13, I just wanted it to be over. I was soaking wet and watching people puke, faint, or be shocked back to life every other mile.

My point is this - I believe that headphones should be allowed. I'm a disciplined runner and I happen to enjoy listening to music when I run. Yes, I sometimes leave the house without my IPOD and just go. Or, I run with friends and we talk the whole time. But, in general, I like to put on my playlist and just GO. I don't feel that the music is holding me back or taking focus away. In fact, I tend to run better/faster by myself, with music pumping in my ears!

I don't feel I've ever endangered other runners, bikers, or drivers by wearing headphones. I listen at a reasonable decibel and usually hear anyone/anything around me. Furthermore, most races are cordoned off and have an official course, where traffic must yield. I don't feel my headphones would pose a problem.

During the Twin Cities Marathon, I think I would have given anything to just have some good music going in my ears. I was well past my goal time and just trying to finish (alive). So, to hear a favorite song would have been such a boost! I could have gotten out of my head and some of my negative thoughts and just thought, "Wow, I love this song!" Instead my friends, Jen & Carrie (we all run different paces) and I, all caught up with each other and finished the race together.

I'm not going to win any marathon/race anytime soon, so I see no issue with me wearing headphones, or anyone else for that matter (as long as the volume isn't cranked up). I recently learned that the USATF amended this ruling. Time will tell whether race directors will continue to enforce the no headphones rule.

http://www.usatf.org/news/view.aspx?duid=USATF_2008_12_22_10_22_16

The long and short of it is this: If I'm disciplined enough to train for and run 26.2 miles, shouldn't I be allowed to have whatever motivation I want (as long as it doesn't endanger others)?

I know the opinions on this issue are incredibly divided...just some food for thought!

Happy running!

Blessings

2009-01-01T19:23:00.000-08:00

Happy New Year everyone! Well, 2009 is here and I've decided to ring it in right. I'm counting my many blessings!

It actually occurred to me at Christmas how truly blessed I am. I'm not saying I didn't know this before, but you know how sometimes, things just HIT you? That's how I felt at Christmas Eve church services.

I'm sitting in the pew with my mom, brother, sister-in-law, and their 3 kids. I absolutely LOVE and ADORE my nieces and nephew. Just ask any of my friends, I can't get enough of them. Kayla and Rylan were sitting with me and I was loving every bit of it. I read them the books in their activity bags and we learned all about Adam & Eve - and why they should NOT have eaten those pesky apples.

As I sat there, listening to the sermon, I was overwhelmed with how blessed I am to have these 3 precious kids in my life. I'm so fortunate to be their aunt and to spend time with them. I love my relationships with these kids. We have so much fun together!

Sometimes I can dwell on what I don't have in my life (most of you know what I'm referring to...), but at that moment, all I could do was just smile and thank God that He put these kids in my life. They are exactly the kids I would have chosen to be my nieces and nephew, if I'd had my pick from all the kids in the world.

This was further solidified when, at the end of the night, my niece Madison said, "When will I see you again?" I told her it would probably be on Kayla's birthday (in a month). She said, "No, I want to see you tomorrow!" How lucky am I?

So, as I thought about the blessing of these 3 amazing kids, it made me look at all the other blessings in my life. I have a wonderful group of friends. Seriously, it's like God said, "Here Mariah, I'm going to give you all the best people to be friends with...there ya go. Have fun!" It's true! I have friends from all walks of life and all parts of my life experiences. They all bring something different to the table and I love them all dearly.

I have the friends I can call twice a day, 6 days a week - you know who you are. I have the friends I run 100s of miles with, I mean that literally. I have friends that I can have deep and meaningful conversations with. I have friends that make me pee my pants laughing every time we talk!

I am blessed with a healthy body that can run and actually LOVES to do it! I just went for an impromptu run outside tonight. Can I just say I was grinning from ear to ear the whole time? Running gives me such joy (most of the time)!

God also blessed me with the ability to sing. I'm not saying I'm good, I'm saying I can carry a tune. I love to sing and it also brings me joy. I feel so at home when I'm singing, whether it's in the car, shower, at church, or while I'm running (yes, I've done it).

I'm not one for New Year's Resolutions, but I think I will at least try to focus more on these wonderful blessings in 2009, rather than focus on what I do NOT have in my life.

May you all have a wonderful 2009 and count the many blessings in your lives!

Dating in CR

2008-12-29T19:37:00.000-08:00

I also recently had a few dates - always seems to happen toward the end of the year. :) Many of you know I have a horrible track record with dating. I've got some really nice horror stories if you are interested! One of the dates was fine, but we didn't click.

The other date was with a guy that, shockingly enough, met my height requirement. He's 6'8" tall - I'm a dwarf next to him. I had known him from a few years ago and he asked someone to get in touch with me. While I'll admit my interest level wasn't high, I agreed to go out.

There were about 16 calls leading up to the first date, including 2 the night OF the date. Word to the wise - girls don't want this many calls before a first date/meeting. It's TOO MUCH! I'm all for meeting someone to commit to, but that is too much. He's a nice guy, but I just wasn't attracted/interested.

So, he called me a few days later and left a voicemail, saying he'd like to go out again. Anyone correct me here, but I was under the impression that you could still ignore that call after only 1 date. I was wrong... Two weeks later, he called again and left a voicemail. A week after that, he called again. Then he called a day later.

Here's my point - take the HINT when the girl (or guy) doesn't call you back. It's acceptable after 1 date. I understand you'd need to return the call if it's a relationship or several dates, but 1 date...NO. The million calls unreturned makes you look needy or like you have a lot of time on your hands.

I know, I know, I am sounding a little jerky. But, I feel this is fair if the situation were reversed. I wouldn't be mad at a guy for not returning my call. I'd figure it out! If you aren't interested, what would you say on that return call? "Hi Fred, how's it going? Uh huh, yah, um, I just called you back to let you know I have no interest." Who would WANT that phone call? I wouldn't!

Ah, the joy of dating - aren't you married people jealous?

It's been a while...

2008-12-29T19:22:00.001-08:00

Whoa! I had no idea I hadn't posted since Halloween! I guess life's been pretty busy lately and the whole blog fell by the wayside. Hmm, what's been going on, you ask?

Let's see, I hosted Thanksgiving dinner for my family. Yes folks, I cooked the turkey and everything. (By the way, I did NOT enjoy pulling the "innards" out of the bird. I can completely understand vegetarians now.) It all went well and everyone seemed to enjoy the food.

Christmas in Cedar Falls was very fun. My nieces and nephew give me so much joy, I can't even describe it. I've included some pics. I am so blessed to have them in my life and be able to take any opportunity to be with them.

I also participated in the ever popular "day after Christmas" shopping. My stepmom and I were at Target a little after 7am. It wasn't too crazy and I found a few nice things. The highlight (it doesn't take much) was finding really nice car mats for $19 (all 4!) at Sears.

I met my friend Jen (back in town from MN) for a nice 9 mile run on Sunday. Yes, we ran outside in the winter snow. It was actually pretty nice out and we had a good time.

I need to pick a Spring marathon so I can commit to training. Right now I'm just sort of going with the flow and doing whatever feels good. If I commit to a marathon, I'll need to get my mileage up!

The goal for this marathon is to break through the 4 hour mark. I'm only 5 minutes away and I can taste it!

Hope you all had a wonderful Christmas!

Halloween 2008

2008-11-03T18:51:00.000-08:00

I decided to be an 80s aerobics instructor for Halloween this year. The hot look to your left earned me "Sexiest Female Costume" at the party. Oh yes, this is sexy...

As I was putting this "look" together, it occurred to me that people REALLY did dress like this to work out at one point in time. Let's break this down - you are working out and most likely sweating. But what would help you sweat more? Oh yes, throw some tights on. But wait, couldn't you sweat even MORE? Go ahead and add some jazzy leg warmers, which I've recently learned are back in fashion. (Just check my friend Stacy's blog)

It's not bad enough to wear shorts, tights, and leg warmers all at once. Back then, you made sure to wear all different colors, not matching at all. Unfortunately, I was lucky to just have tights and find A pair of leg warmers. If anyone's looking for a pastel pink sweatshirt with no collar/shoulders, give me a call. :-)

The joy of the flu...

2008-10-29T18:14:00.000-07:00

Ah yes, folks, yours truly is recovering from a super fun bout with the flu. Sense the sarcasm? Oh, and we're not talking about the "cold" type of flu, we're talking full on puking. It started Monday night and I'm praying it will be over tonight (Wednesday). On the up side, I've lost 7 pounds. Yay skinny jeans! On the down side, I'm pretty sure I never want to eat again.

I hate the flu! I realize no one actually likes it, but it's just so horrible. The flu makes you puke, which is, in and of itself, awful. Beyond that, it literally sucks the life out of you. You know you need to eat, because your body is empty, and yet, you are terrified to eat anything. So, you don't eat and you lay in bed all day feeling weak. The best part is when the pounding headache kicks in, that was so much fun.

I wanted to try and eat yesterday, but was too nervous. I was brave and made a super quick trip to the Casey's down the street. It had been about 12 hours since my last RUN to the bathroom, so I figured I was safe. I had my 3 bottles of 7up and I was on my way home. About 2 minutes from my house, I could tell I wouldn't make it TO my house without being sick. Oh yes folks, I had to stop in front of the daycare a few blocks from my house, open my car door, and get sick. If ever there was a low point... Luckily, my friend Carrie called later that afternoon and made a Target run for me. I wasn't about to risk roadside puking again. Thanks Carrie!

Today was still a little iffy, but when I was able to keep down a bowl of rice krispies and a banana, I counted my blessings. Here's to NONE of you getting the flu - I do not recommend it!

Marathon #4

2008-10-20T19:24:00.001-07:00

Well folks, I did it. I just completed my 4th marathon...and it wasn't pretty. I was primed and ready to have a terrific race. My legs felt good and I was motivated to PR huge!

I ran the Des Moines Marathon, known to be quite hilly for miles 3-8. I did my best to stay positive and build myself up during the hills, but unfortunately, my legs felt differently. At mile 8 my legs felt as if I'd already run a full marathon. It was mentally tough to imagine that I STILL had to run 18.2 more miles! Nevertheless, I reached the halfway point in under 2 hours. I was exhausted though and couldn't imagine having to run another half.

It was wonderful to see my dad and friends Sarah & Aaron at a few points throughout. It definitely motivated me to continue! My friend Nate met me at about 20 miles and ran the rest with me.

I finished in 4:20, well past my goal time, but I guess I need to just chalk it up to a bad day. I'll reach my goal next time, right?

I know, I know...you're thinking, "Mariah, next time? Are you crazy?" The answer is yes, I'm a bit on the crazy side.

Tall girls...

2008-10-17T15:34:00.000-07:00

OK, I'd like to set the record straight for what is appropriate to say to a tall girl. I've been taller than other girls most of my life and I've heard about everything there is to say.

I think it's safe to say, for the most part, that tall girls are already a little self conscious of their height. We don't need it pointed out to us on a regular basis.

Case in point:

Yesterday morning, at work, I was downstairs with a couple of male co-workers/friends. One of them, we'll call him "Sid," says to me, "Are you wearing heels today, because you seem taller? I mean, you're already a mammoth..."

Oh yes folks, you read that right, he said MAMMOTH! Now, I had not provoked this in any way. The first word to describe me and my crazy tallness was MAMMOTH. I was shocked! I know he wasn't really serious, but I had to give him a hard time.

When we were back up on our floor, I made sure everyone knew what he said. (joking around of course) I told him that in no way would any tall girl take being described as a mammoth, as a compliment.

I then sent a picture of a mammoth to him and asked, "What makes me so similar - my tusks or my ability to walk on all fours?"

This guy happens to be on the shorter side and it later occurred to me that I don't point out to him or other guys like him how short they are!

PLEASE do NOT point out to me or other tall girls that we're tall. Guess what? I know! I'm fully aware of my height and I'm fine with it.

One more tip:

Do NOT say, "You're a big girl." Guess what, just because we're tall doesn't mean we're BIG. I really don't consider myself a big gal and who would WANT to hear that anyway?

This is a public service announcement dedicated to all you tall, beautiful ladies out there!

The art of patience...

2008-10-15T20:19:00.000-07:00

Hello friends! I know I've been neglecting my blog lately, but my life is a little hectic right now. I feel like I'm always running around! Anyhoo, a few weeks ago I saw the movie "Fireproof" with my friend Carrie. It's a Christian film about a firefighter whose marriage is falling apart. His father challenges him to a 40 day "love dare" before he files for divorce. He doesn't take it seriously at first, but then discovers he truly wants to save and "fireproof" his marriage. For those that don't know, our fave smart aleck from Growing Pains, Kirk Cameron, plays the lead.

I encourage you to see and support this film and it's positive message!

Since I'm not married, I saw this movie from a different perspective. I thought about my parents' marriage and whether it could have been "fireproofed." I'm not saying I believe in people getting divorced without trying to resolve their issues. However, I think some couples just aren't meant to be. I believe my childhood would have been more painful had my parents stayed together "for the kids."

The best thing I took away from this film was the music. It was AMAZING! http://www.fireproofthemovie.com/music/

Please take the time to listen to this song and watch the video (clips from the film). John Waller's "While I'm Waiting" really gets to the heart of what it means to be a patient Christian in waiting for God's plan to unfold. I need this patience in so many areas of my life (I'm sure some of you can guess the big one). I learn something new from the song every time I hear it!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u3b2jw1rjBc

My other fave song from the movie is "Love Is Not A Fight" by Warren Barfield. This song stresses what love truly IS! "Love is not a fight, but it's something worth fighting for."
Check it out!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ED2ZnQ5rFIY

I hope you enjoy!

The bedding!

2008-09-14T15:14:00.000-07:00

Well folks, here it is, the beautiful and "luxurious" bedding I was blogging about. Let me know what you think, especially about the throw pillows! :-)

Running...

2008-09-10T20:14:00.000-07:00

So, as I said before, I really enjoy distance running. Last weekend I ran a half marathon in my hometown, hoping to PR. Woohoo, I cut nearly 4 minutes off my best time! :-) Honestly, our bodies are amazing, I am constantly surprised by what we can do. I'm faster now, at 31, than I was 6 years ago. Please note, I am not Olympic or Boston fast, just fast for ME. My hope is that these faster legs continue to my marathon in Indianapolis next month. I feel lucky that I can even run at all and hope this habit continues until I'm an old lady.

Throw Pillows

2008-08-22T19:38:00.000-07:00

I know my friend Stacy will enjoy this particular blog. I recently purchased a new bedding set (ok, my stepmom purchased it for my birthday, which is 6 months away...). I absolutely love it, it's so beautiful. I'm not afraid to admit that it is a Kohl's purchase from the Daisy Fuentes collection. Oh yah, the bedding set is called "Luxurious." It's basically cream with chocolate brown accents.

This brings me to the title of this post, throw pillows. The set has 3 particular throw pillows that "go" with it. So, I had to have these useless pillows, of course. These pillows are never cheap either, each one is around $30. That's not enough for me, though. I need more pillows I'm not planning to use. I'll break it down for ya...

2 pillows to sleep on
2 pillows for the shams that match the comforter (will never sleep on these)

I was going to stop there...really, I was! But, I just loved the picture on the comforter set of the whole thing put together. I felt what would really top it off is to have the Euro shams (the square sham) and of course Euro pillows. So, that adds 2 more to the mix.

We are now at a grand total of 9 pillows sitting on my bed, 2 of which I sleep on every night. The sad thing is that I know how ridiculous it is, but I still want them! I hope there are other crazies out there like me. If not, I have no regrets about my 9 pillows!

And yes, I've seen "Along Came Polly," I totally agree that it's a waste of money/time/space, but it looks SO pretty!

A little background...

2008-08-22T19:26:00.000-07:00

So I'm very new to this whole blogging thing, but decided to just jump on the bandwagon. Let's see, what do you need to know about me? I am a single lady living in the big metropolis of Cedar Rapids, Iowa. Oh yes, it's very exciting! I spend a lot of my free time running, yes running. I plan to run my 4th marathon in a few months. I'm a glutton for pain! I am blessed to have wonderful friends and the cutest nieces and nephew in the world. My faith in God is definitely the best thing in my life.

You'll find some of my blogs have meaning and others will be full of pure sarcasm and my random thoughts. I hope you enjoy!