The weather was….yucks. An overcast day with light rain showers through the whole race course. I was happy for once for the Battery St and I-90 express tunnels. A disappointment after hearing past Rock n’ Roll 1/2 Marathons had been clear sunny warm days.
The last two miles were the worst because at this point there was a stabbing pain in my left leg, and I thought at this point I had a large blister forming on my right bottom foot. Took a whole lot of praying for strength to get me over the finish line. The last 1/2 mile into the finish I had mixed emotion of pain, joy, and tears running down my face as I went over the line. I made it!
The bands were great along the course, and liked the Asian drum line band when heading down Rainer Ave. I have never been down in this part of Seattle before, and seeing it for the first time it looked like another city.
In the end the half marathon was an experience I will not forget, and I am glad to have finished it. I would have loved to done this in better weather, and maybe I will.
Yep this is happening tomorrow for me! Nervous? Heck yeah! Wondering why did I think this was a good idea a few months ago? Hahaha! I have the same look as Woody on my face at the present moment. Will see how tomorrow will turn out because it was a bear getting my bib at the expo. Hoping I make it across the finish line in one piece and maybe a cheap beer (or metal) just to make sure it is worth it!
Pretty much what I have been doing for the past three months while training for the Rock n’ Roll Half Marathon in June. Seems like I have not much of a social life since taking on this challenge but the pay off will be a accomplishment of running 13.1 miles and a toned body for summer (maybe even a thigh gap..gasp!). And who wants to be nice and fit this summer? Me! Oh and a shiny medal because I need some bling in my life.
Eating healthy has been a hard part since I haven’t been faithful in keeping up with being Paleo, and doing the Whole30 at the same time as training had me craving a greasy hamburger from Mc. Donald’s (along with those addictive fries!) after long runs. I had to keep reminding myself every time I put something in my body it was going to be used for fuel, and by fuel, to power me through and not hold me back (addictive fries hold me back. Its shameful!). I realized I still have a bad relationship with food and even after one successful Whole 30 last year, I still haven’t broken this habit entirely as of this time. Some days are great, while others are no so much when you are stuffing yo face with a whole pizza pie.But I still am striving to succeed in this and who knows, I will conquer it by the end of the year.
Learning to fuel properly for running has been a journey in itself. For a while I was eating a lot of carbs thinking I needed them all, but this is not how you fuel up for long runs. After reading countless pins off of Pinterest, reading Runner’s World Magazine fuel/food tips, and reading other runner’s blogs, I finally figured out how to eat properly to log the miles needed in training. I have lost weight, and have had better performance in running after making the necessary changes along with feeling better.
Drinking Water Like A Boss
Crazy water habits have made me into…. a water bottle toting, where can I fill this thing up again, need to pee every thirty minutes or right now, and I must stop before I unintentionally drown myself… type of person. Water the source of keeping alive and detoxed! I never realized how much water I needed to drink to stay hydrated (even after being on the track and field team in high school) just to survive the day. I wondered how I managed being a sprinter in high school on the track team! I wish I could just drink deionized water instead of the plain old tap or general purified water, but DI water is expensive as heck to even drink! I have noticed since drinking a lot of H2O is seeing my skin looking better, hair stronger, and not feeling sluggish anymore.
Cheers to drinking more water then is humanly possible!
Sleeping Well….Almost Like A Baby
With all this water drinking, college doing, running miles and eating healthy, I have been plum tired out by the end of the day. I sleep better now days then when I was training for my 5k last year. With me needing to get a full seven to eight hours of sleep a night, I no longer subscribe to the college studying into the wee hours of the night. Just never has been me, and I am not starting now.
In this first weeks of training poor Maddie kitty would want to snuggle with me so bad in bed in the mornings. Then all of sudden she was the one getting me up in the morning to go for an early morning run. The alarm clock cat is a real thing, and does not necessary means she needs to be fed. As soon as the alarm went off she would find every annoying possible way to keep me from hitting snooze button. Now I just need her to learn to be a running buddy.
Working Out Like I’m Training For A Half Marathon:
Sometimes it is all you can do-horizontal running- because you feel as if your feet did touch the ground it would hurt again. The whole quote comes to mind “It’s not swagger, I’m just sore” and boy am I sore from all this running. I can really see why other runners take one to two months off from running after a 1/2 marathon or marathon just to recover from the torture you inflicted on the body. So far I have had a few sore muscles here and there, but nothing too bad-so far. I have started a relationship with my foam roller and yes it is complicated already. If it was human I would probably date it because its the only intimacy I am getting at the moment.
That’s my point exactly! After training for a few months I still am aware of how I must look to other people when I am out running. When out running I see other runners who look as if they haven’t even broken a sweat. Do these people have no sweat glands? Or are they just showing off? When I am done with my run I look like I am about to die and look like an ugly beast ready to devour something because I am hungry as hell all the time! There is no way I am looking all cute after five to six miles! I guess I’m in the attitude of runner’s hair, don’t care, and please Lord give me a burger now!
There are many time I want to skip a run until I think Jesus saw yesterday I didn’t run and now he wants me to run today! The struggle is real people, very real. After a run I do feel better then when I started, so the runner’s high is the motivation on days where I don’t feel I want to pound the pavement or the treadmill, but still drag my butt to do it.
In a few weeks I will be running through the streets of Seattle. I just hope all goes well for my first half marathon
Those who have been following for a while would know February is the one month where I go into survival mode. One month out of the whole year I don’t look forward to. I err on the side of being cautious when entering into the month. Things do go bad-very bad- within a span of 28 days. I can say nothing major happened this time-thank God!
With that said here is what happened while I was offline in the month of February.I started my intense training for Rock n’ Roll half marathon I will be participating in June. I am look forward to accomplishing this goal of running a half marathon and doing it for a good cause (Saint Jude Children’s Hospital). Now since I bought my first Brooks Running shoes on clearance at DSW, I will have to make good on this promise to myself! I never knew a pair of running shoes would be a major motivator to run this race. Come June I will be “Run Happy” as the Brooks’ running campaign slogan says. So far I have kept my 5k and 10k pace, so I will just need to work on keeping them at a longer distance.
A friend got engaged to a man she met online two months ago in the beginning of February, and for the rest of the month I have been trying to figure out how I feel about this surprise. So far I feel as if I am not a great friend when I smile and act as I’m happy for her engagement when I really am not. I feel this may come across as jealous, but that is far from the truth. I just see a huge red flag called committing to early before really knowing the person, red flag. I guess some people just know this is the person they want to spend the rest of their lives with very early on in a relationship. I hope this works out in the end.
I finished another book called, Loveology by John Nark Comer. The book talks about what God’s plan for love, relationships and marriage. One tidbit I pulled from this book was the four marks of a relationship that leads to marriage. The Chase: Man’s job is to pursue, and draw out the women into a relationship. But it is a two way street where both take risks to build a relationship. A disheartening trait of a man is considered cowardice in the Scriptures. The Line: Don’t wake up the sexual part of the relationship until the relationship can be followed all the way through. Right time will happen. The Friends: Speak good things about them to others, and the couple is never alone because they have support from friends as well as family. Going Somewhere: No rush, no hurry, but a relationship that is continuing to grow through the relationship.
I will be continuing to train for the half marathon in the next three months. Looking at my calendar for March, it looks as a busy month of events. Stay tune to find out!
…..say could that lass be I? Merry of soul she sailed on a day, over the sea to Skye. Billow and breeze, islands and seas, mountains of rain and sun. All that was good, all that was fair, all that was me is gone.
~Robert Louis Stevenson‘s poem Sing Me a Song of a Lad That Is Gone. Modified Version From Outlander’s Theme song.
You may have noticed this is the opening theme song to the wildly popular Outlander Series by Dannia Gabaldon. It is true that I am a huge fan of the book series and the Starz TV series, and I believe the love story between the two main characters is better than the love story told by Fifty Shades of Gray. But this not a post about me being a huge fan of Outlander, more of a post about why this song is stuck in my head for the past twelve months. Am I the lass in this song? I could be.
Being Walked Away From…..
I’m so sick of that same love old love, that sh*t it tears me up, I’m so sick of the same old love, my body had enough, that same old love. Feels like I’ve blown apart, I’m so sick of the same old love the kind that breaks your heart. That same old love. -Selena Gomez Same Old Love.
It seems like ages ago when I last saw or talked to him. I believe it was never meant to be, and other priorities took the place of him after he walked out of my life forever. I had other plans with my life, and things I needed to accomplished for me without him being around to hinder the progress. Yet him being selfish was truly the best thing for me in the end. Looking back I realized I was not really putting myself first enough times in the relationship and he never full there for me. He was just passing through my life, and never really meant to stay long. Another lesson on the path to finding the person I meant to be with. Making the choice to not be friends after the breakup is and always be the best decision I have made after the breakup. I wanted to move on without him hanging in the background. As I said in a post, I wish him the best of luck in his life and that he find happiness along the way.
Finished A 5k Run…..
The best feeling as if you are invincible and breaking all the limitations you put on yourself come right off after crossing the finish line. Seeing the numbers of how well I did for a beginner still amazes me. I did that? WOW! After this, there was no stopping me from enjoying running and participate in fun runs and other races throughout the year. Running has tough me a whole lot about myself and how to deal with life’s disappointments. I am thankful for a friend in telling me of this fun run. Made all the difference in healing. I am hoping to run my first half marathon soon. Will have to see!
Must Be Something In The Water….
In front of family, friends and a whole congregation, I gave my life to Jesus. After three years attending church I decided to be baptized and I thank a dear friend of mine who helped me see I was ready to do this. I will not lie it did change parts of my life for the better and paved the way for a very wonderful thing to happen later on in the year (scroll down to see what it was). A new life has begun.
Beautiful Smile Is Born Again…..
I have had braces in the past, and over the years my teeth have decided to move on their own accord. Now as I write this my pearly whites are now straight! Adult braces are not nearly as bad as I thought they would be. I believe it is starting to become more common for adults to have braces, and having them on even gives you better confidence then when a teenager. Not to mention the fact that I had to go through countless job interviews smiling with them. Thank goodness for advancement in braces since I had them as a teenager. Instead of two years of metal in my mouth, I had them for only eight months! Time to flash those beautiful teeth!
After 8 months!
Accomplished Whole30 and Began Paleo….
I think I fell off the wagon two times before the third time stuck with me (you can thank having braces for getting me to finish!). Just getting a hold of the book It Starts With Food from the local library and The Whole30 Cook Book spelled out more about how to be successful then just reading pins off of Pinterest. Just seeing other people’s results was just amazing to drop all that bloating weight on Instagram. In the end I managed to stay on the diet for thirty days on the diet and lost a lot of health problems I had after completing the program. Was not easy to do, but I am glad I stuck through with it for as long as I did.
One Career Door Closed, Another Will Open…..
There are times where you can no longer ride the roller coaster any longer. At the beginning of this year that was as true as ever. For the past three and half years I had been riding the ups and downs at a company that was struggling. One day it sold to another larger company. Walking into a job every day and not knowing what will become of you is the most stressful situation you could possibly be in. In the end I was laid off and in itself was a blessing for being let go, I was moving on was for the best. As heart breaking to leave people who became like family to you for three and half years, and knowing the team built through those times will never be the same. I will never forget what each and everyone taught me while working with them.
Sorry a little blurry. Samples all sorted out.
Went Back To Finish My Bachelors Degree….
If you had asked where I would have been twelve months ago I would never had said I went back to school. After being laid off from Dendreon and going through a string of disappointing interviews, I decide on a whim to apply to Northwest University’s biology program. To the surprise of me I was accepted to the University two weeks before classes began. In this a new journey began, and a new beginning was starting to take shape. I’m still amazed at what has transpired over four months studying, and learning what it means to realize a long-lost dream was about to be accomplished. Three years are going to go by fast, and judging by how fast time flew when at Dendreon, it means this too will past quick. Maybe this time I will continue to reach higher in my career with the completion of my dream.
Life takes us to unexpected places we never thought we would go. Plans we thought we had go to the wayside, while other plans are made. Dreams happen, old goals are reignited and most of all, things we thought would last forever or awhile come to an end. In one year everything in life changes and you are never the same again.
The more I reflect on what has all transpired over the last twelve months, there has been a lot of changes and a lot of new beginnings happening all at once. I never thought I would be where I am today as I am right now. “For every new beginning comes from another beginning’s end” The Closure. I guess that is what being in your twenties is all about and learning to be the lass that is gone. Gone to become something more then she has ever been before, and new adventures to go on.
Sweetest race on earth was in Seattle this past weekend, and I rocked it! Ok I rocked my first 5k run and that in itself is an accomplishment for me. Don’t judge. Having a huge mug of hot chocolate and all sorts of editable to dip in chocolate fondue was worth it. Instead of saying “I did it for a Klondike bar,” I more or less would say “I did it for the European hot chocolate.” To top it off, I did this all with two wonderful friends. After all the sore muscles and getting up early was all worth it in the end.
For the past six weeks I have been training for my first 5K race. Running around Eastlake/South Lake Union during lunch got me to where I needed to be able to run the whole thing without walking the whole course. Saturday afternoon before the race a friend and I picked up our racing packets and sampled what would be in our finisher’s mug. We did raided the Larabar stand of all the flavors. They are coming out with a new flavor, and it is a good one too.
Race day started with me getting up at 4:30am on a chilly 37 degrees clear Seattle morning to get ready to rock this race. At 5:30am hopped into the car and drove down to the Seattle Center. The 5K part of the race didn’t start until 6:45am and we all got there just in time to line up at corral E with all the other runners in high spirits.
We started off, and down the street towards Elliot Ave towards Pikes Place Market. As I was traveling down the hill on Broad St, there was a aw inspiring scene of the Puget Sound below and the sun casting a beautiful sight on the Olympic Mountains in the background.Looking around while running the course made a wonderful experience.
In the Battery Street Tunnel was the hard part of the race for me. The claustrophobia feeling, the loud noise from all the people running through along with cars passing overhead and the heat from all the bodies in motion made it one part of the run I really wanted to turn on the after burners, but could not. I walked/jogged/run through the part trying to get out of the enclosed space in a short amount of time as possible. The only fuel stop had lemon flavored water and chocolate chips. I will be honest I stuffed majority of the chips in my pocket and kept on running. I think I wanted the lemon water more than chocolate at that point and trying breath and swallow at the same time just wasn’t happening. Having all the spectators, volunteers, and even the Seattle Police cheering you onward was crazy in its self. People you don’t even know are telling you how proud they are of you and you have just one more turn left until the finish line.
I never thought I would ever finish a 5K race, let alone run 3.1 miles. This has been a goal of mine for a while now, and when I crossed the finishing line there was this amazing feeling of OH MY GOODNESS I DID IT! I finished a 5K, I finished 3.1 miles, and I accomplished this goal! Something three months ago I though was a crazy idea and not possible for me. Complete excitement and one massive runner’s high! I completed this with two amazing friends who also were their first 5Ks too. End result of the race, I ran the 5K in 37.12 minutes at a 12:00 minutes per mile pace. I am very happy with this result!
Since this was the 5K race instead of the 15K, I didn’t get a medal, but I received a finisher’s mug with an overload of chocolate after running 3.1 miles on a chilly day. A banana, hot chocolate, rice crispy treat, marshmallow, cheese crackers, pretzel and dark chocolate fondue to dip all the stuff in. OMGoodness it was the best thing to eat after all that training, and a great breakfast!
Going back home we all three were in high spirits about accomplishing the race, and decided to rock out in the car in downtown Seattle traffic. To onlookers it must have been quit a show, but to us it was letting loose and celebrating to old school music (circa. late 90s early 2000s). I chalk it up to the runner’s high. For the rest of the day it was taking a nap, and just relaxing (pigging out on chips).
After this experience I am running more races. I have found another hobby, and the runner’s high is the best feeling ever!