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Limitless

One of my biggest worries while training for a half marathon wasn't the race itself.

It was what would happen after the race.

Without a plan and a goal, would I stay just as motivated? Would I keep running and keep pushing myself? How could I make sure running was part of my lifestyle and not just another passing interest?

I knew I would need to take it easy after the race, so I tried to start off slow after giving myself a couple days off. In the back of my mind, however, I was worried that if I didn't get back into a routine quickly I would lose all motivation.

I'm not gonna lie, it was brutal. I had several bad runs that really got to me. They messed with my head and really brought down my spirit and drive. Looking back, I realize I was pushing myself too hard and too fast.

But eventually things turned around and I started to feel normal again. It was incredibly relieving when I finally felt like I was back in the zone, back in my element.

I feel limitless again. The po…

Race recap: Cleveland Rock N Roll Half Marathon

For weeks, I trained. I ran, stretched, hydrated and fueled. There were good runs, bad runs, long runs, and runs that just marked another day.

But nothing I did could have truly prepared me for the race day experience.

The end result?



I am so proud of this. A 2:35 is five minutes off my (unofficial) goal of 2:30. In reality, I know that just finishing is the best goal for any first-timer. And now I see why.

I had taken long runs, but I had never experienced a long race. I didn't know how it felt to be distracted by so much going on around you, yet exhilarated by the energy of it all. I didn't know how it would really feel to put my heart and soul into a run and feel completely empty when my heart and soul were crushed by the feeling of exhaustion in my lungs and my legs.

But let's back up first.

We arrived in Cleveland Saturday around noon. The trip was smooth, but I wasn't feeling the best as Mother Nature brought me a little gift first thing in the morning. Oh, great…

Proud member of ‘The Slowest Generation’

This column was published in The Bryan Times Monday, Oct. 7.

Dear Kevin Helliker,

By now I’m sure you know your Sept. 19 article in the Wall Street Journal, “The Slowest Generation,” sparked some intense discussion among the running community. Me? Well, I started smouldering with rage after I read it, but I decided to cool off a bit before responding.

There are just a few flaws in your reporting that I think you glossed over in what I believe was your attempt to shame us young folk into quitting. If you’re going to define my generation as slow, you need to know a few things.

You quote an industry expert as saying there aren’t as many super-competitive athletes today as when baby boomers were young. Sure, I guess I can give you that, considering you report later that the number of overall participants in races has steadily increased recently. Mathematically, it gets tougher to be at the top of the pack.

The expert also says, “Many new runners come from a mind-set where everyone gets…

Thank you all

I made it! Can you believe it? 


I'm just hours away from the starting line of the race, but I'm 16 weeks out from the starting line of this journey.

I needed to type out some thank yous before race day. Because this race isn't just for me, and I couldn't have gotten to this point alone.

First, to my husband. I know when I first started talking about wanting to run a half marathon, you thought I was crazy. Even on the day I registered, I could tell in your voice that you thought I just threw away a chunk of cash. Thankfully, that just motivated me to prove you wrong. It worked.

After about a month, I think you realized I was sticking with my training plan and nothing was going to stop me. Thank you for helping me find the time to run, letting me buy a ton of clothes and gear, and for tagging along with the bike and trailer so we could make my long runs a family affair. And when you could tell I needed a boost, thank you for your encouraging words — or for just pushing …