Reason #263 why minivans are awesome. Don’t be too jealous.
Off to ride my 10K course to see what I’ll be up against in one week!
Month: April 2011
Aaron and I are about to head out to his birthday dinner (one of three!) and I started clicking away with my camera just because.
This one’s my fave.
This. Is. SICK!
Watch 3:10 to Boston, Scott Partenheimer’s video diary of training for and running a 3:10 Boston-qualifying marathon.
Hard work pays off, as Scott says. I can’t even imagine what it feels like to earn a BQ, but the look on his face as he crosses the finish line is PRICELESS!
I’m also kind of obsessed with the conversation he has with his dad about the term “new PR.”
“I’ll tell you what, I’ll go find an ATM machine and tap in my PIN number, and then we’ll stamp out, eradicate and get rid of redundancy.”
Win.
Look who went for a RUN this morning!
Monday night, I ran one painful mile. Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday and Friday, I did nothing but rest, ice, take Aleve and sulk (last action not recommended). This morning, I ran 3 easy miles with very minor pain in the beginning and none by the end! YAYYYY!
Aaron and I met up with the DetermiNation crew at the Washington Park Arboretum at 8 a.m. for the Saturday group run. I brought Aaron for moral support and had my bike/helmet in the car in case running didn’t work out. Everyone else was running 8 or more miles for half/full marathon training, but I only set out to do 3 based on the coach’s advice.
The trail through the arboretum was beautiful and easy on my legs. It was a nice morning and I had my best friend by my side. My legs felt good, and I felt like I could have gone farther, but I didn’t want to push my luck.
I can’t tell you how good it feels to run again. Watch out, 10K. I’m comin’ for ya.
(The Nike+ read an even 3 miles, but the Web site only gave me 2.99… the third mile was 10:15, though.)
If you have access to Champagne mangos (also called honey mangos) in your neck of the woods, I highly suggest you procure some immediately.
So juicy. So flavorful. So delicious as a treat/snack!
I RUN NYC: Inspired
Wow, wow, WOW! What a great feeling… better than the feeling of finishing a race… to have inspired someone all the way across the country, even just a little.
It’s a sunny day in Seattle. I just got back from a lunchtime walk and my legs are feeling better (but still not 100%). Your donations and support have helped me SO MUCH today. Even my mommy has donated!!
Thank you, irunnyc, for your very kind words and your thoughtful donation.
So I was going to sit and bum around until 7 when my fam & I were going to go to my sister’s fiancé’s birthday thing, but then I read Devon’s blog and how she’s pushing through despite her swollen feet because she is running for a good cause and she committed herself to it. & I signed up for a marathon on May 1st and I have to do it. Just yesterday I was thinking that I will never DNF a race, I will walk if I must even though I hate stopping during a race, but I will finish what I started. And Devon reminded me of that. So instead of bumming for the next 2 hours, I will go to the gym and do what my body will let me. RUN.
“Life begins at the end of your comfort zone.”
I’m running my first 10K in less than 10 days. The starting line of that race is the end of my comfort zone.
I’m injured right now. My legs have been swollen for the last two days, and even the few seconds that I ran to the bus yesterday were painful.
So I may not be running the 10K. But whether I run, walk or hobble/crawl 6.2 miles to the finish line, I’m doing it.
Neale Donald Walsch said, “Life begins at the end of your comfort zone.” I could give up all hope of doing this 10K, sulk in my room (like I’ve been doing for the last few days instead of cross-training) and feel comfortable doing what I’ve always done, which is absolutely nothing. I could remain idle for fear of failing.
Or I could suck it up, put on my I Am Made Of Guts t-shirt and give this 10K the best damn shot I can.
Joining the DetermiNation team and pledging to raise money for the American Cancer Society as I train for my first half-marathon is another huge step out of my comfort zone. Honestly, I don’t make friends very easily — I’m more inclined to spend time by myself than be social — and I generally feel uncomfortable asking people to donate money. But I was tired of saying “no” to things and decided to say “yes” for once. I decided to see what was on the other side of my hesitation.
So here I am, on the edge of my comfort zone, demoralized by my injury and unsure if this is all worth it. It would mean the world to me to know that some of you guys have my back.
I’m going to get all crafty and make a sign to pin on the back of my Guts shirt as I run/walk/hobble the 10K on April 17: “Life begins at the end of your comfort zone.” If anyone chooses to donate any amount – $5, $10, whatever – to my American Cancer Society fundraising efforts between now and April 16, I’d love to add their name or Tumblr name to that sign. You can visit this page to donate.
I don’t want any pity donations, but I’d love your genuine support. If you have my back, I’ll put you on my back, and I’ll crush 6.2 miles in whatever manner I’m capable of.
Even if you can’t or don’t want to donate, encouraging words are plenty welcome. Right now, anything helps.
So whaddaya say? Meet me at the end of your comfort zone. Let’s run/walk/hobble this one together.
It ALMOST matches the socks!
EDIT: I did not buy this dress, but it’s from Fossil, for those who asked. I would wear it with a braided leather belt and flat leather sandals, if I were cool enough/boho-chic enough to do that sort of thing.
Not relevant to running, but ooooh, pretty! Luly Yang in Seattle.
What I’ve been craving: a BIG salad of spinach, cucumber, tomato and chickpeas in homemade honey mustard dressing (mayo, mustard, honey and lemon juice).
It may not look big, but there’s at least two cups of spinach and half a can of chickpeas packed in there. Plus, I already ate a piece of tilapia that I baked in olive oil and lemon juice with garlic and dried parsley. Somebody’s HON-GRAY today!
P.S. Dear cold, crunchy, delicious and nutritious vegetables, please send all your goodness and healing powers straight down to my legs. Is that not how it works? Ah, well, do what you can. Thanks!
Dev on Running 