Happiness is not a station you arrive at, but a manner of traveling.

November 19, 2012

– Margrart Lee Runbeck

This quote was from Saturday and, honestly, it seemed really fitting.  See I signed up for the Disney Princess Half Marathon.  I’ve only done 5k’s so far.  And until Saturday, that was the farthest I’ve ever run.  So needless to say, I’m a little panicked about actually doing a half marathon.  My goal is to not be swept and to finish upright 🙂  Sounds like a good goal to me.  But how is this quote fitting?  Pretty easy actually.  I will be very happy to finish, naturally, but it’s the sense of accomplishment I feel for each little step of the way that makes me happy.

Saturday I was technically supposed to run 5 miles, however since I’m about 3 weeks behind and last week was 3 miles, I split the difference and ran 4.  As I was going I kept telling myself I could do it, I can do 3 miles so the extra mile is cake.  I not only completed the 4 miles, but I did so in 56:17.  Not bad if I do say so myself 🙂  My station is the Half Marathon in February and I will be happy with each step I take to get there.

Kiwanis Morton Plant Mease Midnight Run

July 4, 2012

July 3, 2012 at 11:25 pm my second ever 5k started. I was hoping that a night run would be a little cooler, sadly it was still nice and hot. I enjoyed it though. The route was an out and back and went over the gulf. It was beautiful running with the stars in the sky, lights in the distance reflecting off of the water and candles in gallon jugs lining the roadway.

I went into this 5k feeling like I was stronger and better prepared than the last one. I was even looking forward to shaving some seconds or even minutes off of my last time. I didn’t plan for the drawbridge though. Or the other slight hill. Have I ever mentioned that I hate hills? I do. And the drawbridge did me in I think. I did ok with it heading out, but on the way back my legs felt more tired. I actually ended up walking a bit more than I had planned. But I was still happy with what I managed to do and my splits.

Overall: 42:20, I was #70 out of 79 in my age group.

Mile 1: 12:41

Mile 2: 13:16

Mile 3: 14:04

Can you tell where I walked more?

I even got a nice new workout shirt.

And when we got back to the car, there was a very interesting flyer for an upcoming 5k. I think I’m going to skip this particular one.


Hey Fat Girl!

June 1, 2012

One of my friends on Weight Watchers posted this from another blog. I thought it was so fantastic and needs to be shared.

Yes, you. The one feigning to not see me when we cross paths on the running track. The one not even wearing sports gear, breathing heavy. You’re slow, you breathe hard and your efforts at moving forward make you cringe.
You cling shyly to the furthest corridor, sometimes making larger loops on the gravel ring by the track just so you’re not on it. You sweat so much that your hair is all wet. You rarely stay for more than 20 minutes at a time, and you look exhausted when you leave to go back home.  You never talk to anyone. I’ve got something I’d like to say to you.
You are awesome.
If you’d look me in the eye only for an instant, you would notice the reverence and respect I have for you. The adventure you have started is tremendous; it leads to a better health, to renewed confidence and to a brand new kind of freedom. The gifts you will receive from running will far exceed the gigantic effort it takes you to show up here, to face your fears and to bravely set yourself in motion, in front of others.

You have already begun your transformation. You no longer accept this physical state of numbness and passivity. You have taken a difficult decision, but one that holds so much promise. Every hard breath you take is actually a tad easier than the one before, and every step is ever so slightly lighter. Each push forward leaves the former person you were in your wake, creating room for an improved version, one that is stronger, healthier and forward-looking, one who knows that anything is possible.

You’re a hero to me. And, if you’d take off the blaring headphones and put your head up for more than a second or two, you would notice that the other runners you cross, the ones that probably make you feel so inadequate, stare in awe at your determination. They, of all people, know best where you are coming from. They heard the resolutions of so many others, who vowed to pick up running and improve their health, “starting next week”. Yet, it is YOU who runs alongside, who digs from deep inside to find the strength to come here, and to come back again.
You are a runner, and no one can take that away from you. You are relentlessly moving forward. You are stronger than even you think, and you are about to be amazed by what you can do. One day, very soon, maybe tomorrow, you’ll step outside and marvel at your capabilities. You will not believe your own body, you will realize that you can do this. And a new horizon will open up for you. You are a true inspiration.
I bow to you.

I did it!

May 14, 2012

I successfully completed my first ever 5k! I participated in Miles for Moffitt on Saturday; everything there was donated so that meant that 100% of money raised through fundraising and participation fees went to Moffitt Cancer Center. My goal was to come in under 50 minutes and I more than succeeded. My official chip time was 42:40; not bad for a first time runner who wasn’t as prepared as she’d like to be.

The event took place on the campus of University of South Florida. The roads were closed off for the participants, which was awesome. There were people all over the course cheering us on and handing out water. There was one group of people on the side cheering with a lady in a wheelchair. From somewhat of a distance the lady looked like she was older; very frail looking – something that could be seen from far away. I was surprised, and fighting back tears, when I saw how young her face actually was. I honestly would be surprised to hear if she was thirty. I was also fighting back tears anytime I read the signs people were wearing. There was a lot of “In Memory Of” “In Honor Of” etc. I had to stop reading them otherwise I would have been bawling the entire time.

I decided to go with a 10:1 interval, 10 minutes of jogging and one minute of walking. I was actually able to stick to that very well with the exception of the one hill we found. I made it about halfway up the hill before I had to walk the rest. I can remember thinking I wish I had Duncan with. He would have been trotting up that hill like it was nothing and pulling me along. At one point the 5 mile and the 5 k split up; there was a volunteer holding up a sign for the 5 mile. In my “Oh lord are we done yet” exhausted state I actually read it as “Smile” and thought that maybe they had a photographer at that section. So silly me, I pasted on a smile (easy enough to do thanks to all my years of competitive dance when I was younger). After I turned the corner to follow the 5k route it didn’t take long before I could see the USF Sun Dome on my left. I knew then that I was almost done.

J actually meet up with me about 100 meters out from the finish line. He wasn’t a race participant, but was there to cheer me on. And he “escorted” me to the end. Mom tried to get pictures, but her phone wouldn’t click. So for right now the only picture I have is my back as we started. I got cooled down, got in line for some refueling and then headed over to the line for the free massages. Man did that feel good on my legs! When we got home the first thing I did was head into an epsom salt bath. By the time I went to bed Saturday night my legs were still very sore but a good nights sleep helped relieve that. Now it’s time to find my next 5k and work on improving that time.


Official time: 42:40
#151 out of 212 women for my age group
#821 out of 1314 women overall

Oh my lord what did I do?!

April 17, 2012

I got an e-mail today from a manager here at work; her department has formed a team in honor of a co-worker at next month’s Miles for Moffitt cancer fundraiser with 100% of the proceeds benefitting Moffitt Cancer Center. There are several options to choose from, including a timed 5k, a non-timed 5k walk and stroller roll, 1 mile fun run, etc. I’m barely running a mile straight right now. I’ve never really tried running more than a mile. I have Bike MS this weekend! Yet, I went ahead and registered.

Do you think I took the easy route and registered for the fun run or the non-timed walk/stroller roll? Heck no! I apparently have to do things the hard way. I signed up for the timed 5k. Since I registered (a mere couple of hours ago) I keep telling myself that I have three weeks before the event. I can manage to do this. But at the same time, EEEEKKKK! Oh my lord! I signed up for a 5k?! What was I thinking?!

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