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A Winner is Me!


Today was my 11 mile run. It was AWESOME! I felt sooooo good. I mapped out my route. Drove my route. Rehearsed my route mentally. I ate sensibly the night before (even though we went to Bruno’s and their pizza is to die for, I only ate 2 small slices!). I got up. Drank some coffee. Pooped (sorry, but I did and I was thankful, empty bowels are happy bowels on an 11 mile run). I GU’d and hydrated before leaving. I prepared my water bottle for Phil to meet me with at mile 6. I had my Bondi hat. I was ready!

I had a plan, and I was DETERMINED to stick with that plan. My intervals were 3/1 and I stuck with them religiously. I kept my pace slow at the beginning intentionally. And it all worked. As Hannibal would say (from the A-Team… not Lecter mind you.. HE would say something like “with fava beans and a nice Chianti” and it really wouldn’t fit this blog post at all…. )”I LOVE it when a plan comes together!”

I finished today in 2 hours and 9 minutes (11:46). Even better, I finished and was able to WALK! WooHoo! I mean my legs were tired, but I didn’t have any cramping like I did the last time.  IF I am able to do this in January, that should put me finishing the Half at a little over 2.5 hours. Today, at mile 9, I picked up the pace and finished with an empty tank. For the Half, I’m going to wait a while longer before doing that, and hopefully finish as strong as I did today.

Here are my A, B, C goals for the Half:

A Goal: To FINISH!

B Goal: to finish with a 12:00 pace

C Goal: to finish with an 11:00 pace


That’s it. Keeping it simple.


Well, that’s it for today! Hope you all have a great weekend!



I’ve felt in a slump lately. For the month of November I logged a whopping 40 miles (some log that in a WEEK)… October? 67 miles. Slightly more respectable. I do have my excuses for November. We were in the final throes of Oliver! and lots of late nights, meant lots of doing nothing the next day. Then there was the week after Oliver! (the exclamation point is necessary, to get the full feeling of the play) was over, when I pretty much just sat on the couch (this was the week of Thanksgiving too). BUT, I did run a 5k Turkey Trot ON Thanksgiving day… which I should get some bonus points for (it also happened to be my fastest non-treadmill 5k run…. running on Thanksgiving AND a PR?? I rock). It was a virtual thing, so I was only able to print out a participation thing, but it was still fun.

All this to say, I’ve still been running, just lately I’ve felt a little blah while running. I’m sure it’s normal, and I’m sure it will pass, but it’s been there. I really hope that registering for the Half will start to bring me out of it.

In all of this a question is bothering me. Can I stay motivated to run without a race in the future? How will I stay motivated if I choose just to run for the fun of it, and because it’s good for me? I’m not sure that I want to be in the place where I need a race to motivate me…. I want to run for the joy of running. Hmmm… all these thoughts.

Well, the Mavs game is in it’s final throes, and they are leading and about to win their 10th straight game, so I’m going to sign off!

Keep on keeping on!!

Biding My Time

I’m biding my time until:

I can run again.

my compression sleeves come in (no, yesterday apparently wasn’t the magic day).

I see my best friend.

my dryer works again.

the repair man comes to make my dryer work again (my scheduled time is sometime between 8am and 5pm today. Glad they could narrow that down).

my kids figure out that “doing the dishes” includes the ones that don’t fit in the dishwasher.

my new shoes come in the mail!

the race in January.

the cooler temps hang around permanently.

they make a self-cleaning house (who “they” are, I’m unsure, but “they” need to hurry “themselves” up).

Lots of things to look forward to, and to be patient about. For most of these things (in fact all of them) I want to scream “Come on, HURRY UP!” but I’m almost 40, and realize doing so would be childish…. so I refrain (although I might do that to the repair man).

Jim is on the mend! It no longer hurts to walk, and going up and down the stairs is MUCH better. Only the slightest bit of pain, and only if I use my toes too much (I’m not sure that even makes sense, but sometimes I go upstairs on my tip toes… never said I was normal). SO… Saturday is looking good. If / when I run on Saturday I will take it very easy and wear my compression sleeves proudly. I’ll even get to try out my new shoes! Whoop!!

I’ve missed my runs more than I thought I would have, and that’s kinda freaky. I’ve gone from a person who always said she’d only “run if some big person intent on my bodily harm” was chasing her, to a weirdo who misses running. When, exactly, did that happen?!

FYI: A few of giveaways here (Brooks shorts or jacket), here (yurbuds earbuds), here (OutsidePR goodies), here (Running Chics shirt), here (another OutidePR goody bag) and here (GU products). Go check them out, the worst thing that could happen is that you win!

Have a great Wednesday!


I’m now wearing my compression sleeves! Patience does pay off….