I am a busy chick. I am back to running again. Not far and not very fast yet but I am getting back to normal when my schedule permits which it usually doesn't. I am kinda overwhelmed. Have I adjusted to my new job since I started in April well, not really. I wonder if I will ever get there. As for the new mom routine I am still working on that too. Having one child in school and another in preschool isn't quite second nature yet. I am not really blogging lately because I don't want to whine about my frustration, it's not anyone else's problem. I really do feel like half a person right now. I am trying to meet the challenges I face with as much grace as possible. Sometimes if you don't have anything nice to say you should just not talk.
I haven't really set any goals for myself lately to keep my mind in a positive direction so I'm going to be doing that soon. One direction I plan to go in is to loose the remaining weight and get to my goal. That crack down has already started today. I admit to letting it slip the last few weeks, I feel healthy enough to move forward. My hair has even started to comeback. That is a huge relief. If its one thing a girl will get all worked up about it her hair falling out. But I need to find something to start working on some sort of goal to tweek at and keep my head out of the dumps, a race, eh I don't know if another marathon is the answer at least not for another year. So I have my antennaie out thinking of something to work for.
Tuesday, October 9, 2012
Friday, September 28, 2012
restaroo
yep I'm still not running. I am not hurting at all. trying to behave myself. almost to 2 solid weeks not running. It's getting old. I am starting to want a punching bag. THIS girl is going to hit the gym next week. No runs but getting really to start pushing the weight again.
I want to run...but I'm not.. that's all.
this blog as of right now is alllllmost to 8500 views. holy.crap.
I want to run...but I'm not.. that's all.
this blog as of right now is alllllmost to 8500 views. holy.crap.
Thursday, September 20, 2012
marathon epilogue
This was the first year I was sturdy on my feet enough to actually walk back to the car. Duuuude that is the crappiest part. The good thing about being last last year was that Hubbs brought me the car and threw me in and drove me back to the hotel. This year I didn't do the whole medical tent deal, I just shot them a lame shotgun pointer finger. Why do I do that? I can't stand the lameness of the pointing I did at people during the race. It's like some lame oldster in a disco saying things like Dyn-o-Mite! I don't know why but I did A LOT.
Walking back to the vdubbs though brutal, I finally dismissed Hubbs from walking with me to go get the car and pull it up to me. Every step really does come with a vowel, or noun, or verb of some type. We ended up staying together and I walked the whole distance to the car. I got in and he took me back to the hotel. We got all our stuff together and checked out of the hotel after I got my shower.
On the way home we had to stop for food or potty like 6 times. It was a long ride home. I got craky by the last 20 minutes in the car cause it hurt. By the time I got home and off my sore butt it was already 5pm. Waiting on my porch was one of the biggest Mumms I have ever seen with a note from my Aunt Sherry. :) And then My mother in law brought my boys back bathed with dinner for me and Hubbs. I am so blessed to have so many people support this/and or me. I just really appreciate it all. Thank you everyone for your support, help, and prayers.
I am glad it's all said and done. I am proud of myself. Really.
Walking back to the vdubbs though brutal, I finally dismissed Hubbs from walking with me to go get the car and pull it up to me. Every step really does come with a vowel, or noun, or verb of some type. We ended up staying together and I walked the whole distance to the car. I got in and he took me back to the hotel. We got all our stuff together and checked out of the hotel after I got my shower.
On the way home we had to stop for food or potty like 6 times. It was a long ride home. I got craky by the last 20 minutes in the car cause it hurt. By the time I got home and off my sore butt it was already 5pm. Waiting on my porch was one of the biggest Mumms I have ever seen with a note from my Aunt Sherry. :) And then My mother in law brought my boys back bathed with dinner for me and Hubbs. I am so blessed to have so many people support this/and or me. I just really appreciate it all. Thank you everyone for your support, help, and prayers.
I am glad it's all said and done. I am proud of myself. Really.
9-16-12 Erie Marathon race report
I was up at 3:30 am. I admit it. I sat on the couch in the hotel room and looked through my phone in the dark. I am looking at pictures of my boys and I started my slow burn. This is scary to me (racing 26.2) because I have kids. I am not at all afraid I can't, or that I will get hurt, I am afraid of not coming home to them. I said some prayers and admittidly cried a little, or if you will leaked some awesome.
I got dressed and suited up smoothly. Everything planned out. We left in plenty of time. We arrived to the park with enough time for me to walk from the parking lot with Hubbs in the dark. Presque Isle is pretty dark at night and the stars are amazing. It was nice to take time and look up.
Not much to say about the darkness and waiting for the gun to go off. I just felt buzzed. I love this crap, not many people understand it except for the group of about 700 fellow psychos standing next to me. You get excited even if it's a contact high.
It took me about a minute to get over the start this year. I lined up with the 11 pace group. The course was beautiful the mood was light. I didn't leave the group right away this time. The first 2 miles I tried to slow myself down but I did 2 10 minute miles. Then I stopped off to pee at at restroom. It's not as bad as some people I saw 'watering' trees that includes a T-100(meaning a running tool) girl she didn't even bother to hide. I actually looked at a runner beside me and said "HOLY SHIT". It really was amazing to me, but during the marathon there are no rules its a crazy dash and privacy and modesty slow you down.
The first 10k was pretty cool. Happy and smiling Manda the whole way, chit chatting a little with others because I was still in a pack. Around mile 5 though I was so concentrated on the good vibe I wasn't paying attention to my GU. I opened it and decided i wouldn't take it all in one bite, as I ran it blobbed out down the side of my fingers and everywhere. I think well sticky is no fun but I am going to ignore it. About another mile down the road I got salty sunblock sweat in my eye and quickly went in for a wipe, ah with the sticky hand. I didn't think about that until after I had glued my eye lid open. Yes, I totally did. My right eye from about mile 6 until about mile 14 was glued open. This year I brought sunglasses thankfully I just put them on. It just made me smile more to know under those glasses I looked like FireMarshallBill.
The second 10k I began seeing fasties from the Half marathon. And they were wizzing by me. I continued to enjoy myself. Every once in a while I would shout to someone passing me because I like to encourage others especially when they close a 1/2 hour gap like that. I crossed the half way point in 2:30, and skipped on down the road. still not totally solitary. We were weeding in numbers. The stronger ones had gone on ahead but there were a few right with me. I think that only one other woman and like 3 guys, and we stayed together most of that 3rd 10k. We all talked a little. Hubbs met me on the side of the road with a bottle of nuun and beef jerky, I told him he looked sexy. After 14 miles a man waiting for you with beef jerky just is sexy. Just about right then when I got to far from him to justify turning around my left foot started to hurt under the laces. I began dreaming out finding ibuprofen on the ground. But I kept on with my fellow runners. I noticed around 15 that I lost my Pearl Izumi arm warmer, just one of them. DAMNIT> I was sad :( they are cool. I tied the other around my belt as tight as I could at that point and kept going.
I saw my mom around mile 18. She crossed the race course to get to me and had a baggie of beef jerky a bottle of nuun and a banana. I took the jerky and nuun. She asked how I was I told her I would prostitute myself for a tylenol. She went across the street and gave me an Aleve out of her purse, I took it on my way down the road thanking her over my shoulder.
I was stretching out on the course very few stragglers on my radar the same 3 but we weren't together now. I am still feeling good. Even at the 20 marker where Hubbs was I was still pretty good, I was happy with this race so far. I didn't take another bottle of water with nuun I told him to leave it for me on the other side on his way back through to the finish. I never did get that bottle. Around 22 I started getting pretty tired. I started throwing in walk breaks and eating my beef jerky. I got a little crampy at one point and I actually took a dry nuun tablet and tucked it in my cheek. Mind you these tablets are kinda like alkazelter and they are delicous with water, they are not so good when you are frothing at the mouth and have to swallow it. But at some point you go with what works for what you need. As I made the last turn to run back the last 4 miles all the water stops were so encouraging. It really was not as scary as last time. My foot was hurting but not enough to stop I kept my form strong the whole time. I tried to encourage those I past along the last stretch. Telling them how far they had left and asking them if they wanted some of my beef jerky. They all looked like I felt last year. I was running strong just taking walk breaks for rest at that point.
At mile 23 a miracle, my arm warmer just laying there for me to pick up. I bend over and picked it up and waved it around my head like helicopter and shouted WOOOOHOOOOO BABY. There was one older gentleman on my 6 the whole time he laughed at me. I really don't mind. I was tripping on the wall. In fact at this point my MP3 player started playing manomanah. The muppets song. I found this hilarous. I kept going and I played it on repeat like 3 times. I sang along. Why was this on there? Not entirely sure but how funny! At the end of the line I let my MP3 player roll and I think the last song I heard was Fall Out Boy, Where is your boy. Because I took off my belt in the home stretch and threw it at my mom and yelled "pick up my shit!" I can't tell you why I did that. I hate a belt but I should have just left it on. Whatever you do weird stuff when you are a little dry.
So I double timed it in. I remembered not to hug the lady with the medal. She asked me if I wanted a chocolate milk and I yelled "AH HELL NO I'LL THROW UP" I found Hubbs and mom and went and sat down in the dirt then I laid down in the dirt. I needed a rest. I am happy to report I did get up and walk my butt over to the food and eat before we left. My time clock time 5:29:01. My chip time 5:28:41, I looked it up later.
I know this is so much shorter than last year, but I didn't think much. I loved it, I was so blessed to be able to do it again. I was fortunate to have an excellent summer training injury free and smooth race!!! Really I want to do another one next year. The jury is still out on this of course I need to get back to normal first. I still have quite the runners high. if anyone is paying attention that is 30 minutes difference from last year. :O And about 50 others finished after me.
I got dressed and suited up smoothly. Everything planned out. We left in plenty of time. We arrived to the park with enough time for me to walk from the parking lot with Hubbs in the dark. Presque Isle is pretty dark at night and the stars are amazing. It was nice to take time and look up.
Not much to say about the darkness and waiting for the gun to go off. I just felt buzzed. I love this crap, not many people understand it except for the group of about 700 fellow psychos standing next to me. You get excited even if it's a contact high.
It took me about a minute to get over the start this year. I lined up with the 11 pace group. The course was beautiful the mood was light. I didn't leave the group right away this time. The first 2 miles I tried to slow myself down but I did 2 10 minute miles. Then I stopped off to pee at at restroom. It's not as bad as some people I saw 'watering' trees that includes a T-100(meaning a running tool) girl she didn't even bother to hide. I actually looked at a runner beside me and said "HOLY SHIT". It really was amazing to me, but during the marathon there are no rules its a crazy dash and privacy and modesty slow you down.
The first 10k was pretty cool. Happy and smiling Manda the whole way, chit chatting a little with others because I was still in a pack. Around mile 5 though I was so concentrated on the good vibe I wasn't paying attention to my GU. I opened it and decided i wouldn't take it all in one bite, as I ran it blobbed out down the side of my fingers and everywhere. I think well sticky is no fun but I am going to ignore it. About another mile down the road I got salty sunblock sweat in my eye and quickly went in for a wipe, ah with the sticky hand. I didn't think about that until after I had glued my eye lid open. Yes, I totally did. My right eye from about mile 6 until about mile 14 was glued open. This year I brought sunglasses thankfully I just put them on. It just made me smile more to know under those glasses I looked like FireMarshallBill.
The second 10k I began seeing fasties from the Half marathon. And they were wizzing by me. I continued to enjoy myself. Every once in a while I would shout to someone passing me because I like to encourage others especially when they close a 1/2 hour gap like that. I crossed the half way point in 2:30, and skipped on down the road. still not totally solitary. We were weeding in numbers. The stronger ones had gone on ahead but there were a few right with me. I think that only one other woman and like 3 guys, and we stayed together most of that 3rd 10k. We all talked a little. Hubbs met me on the side of the road with a bottle of nuun and beef jerky, I told him he looked sexy. After 14 miles a man waiting for you with beef jerky just is sexy. Just about right then when I got to far from him to justify turning around my left foot started to hurt under the laces. I began dreaming out finding ibuprofen on the ground. But I kept on with my fellow runners. I noticed around 15 that I lost my Pearl Izumi arm warmer, just one of them. DAMNIT> I was sad :( they are cool. I tied the other around my belt as tight as I could at that point and kept going.
I saw my mom around mile 18. She crossed the race course to get to me and had a baggie of beef jerky a bottle of nuun and a banana. I took the jerky and nuun. She asked how I was I told her I would prostitute myself for a tylenol. She went across the street and gave me an Aleve out of her purse, I took it on my way down the road thanking her over my shoulder.
I was stretching out on the course very few stragglers on my radar the same 3 but we weren't together now. I am still feeling good. Even at the 20 marker where Hubbs was I was still pretty good, I was happy with this race so far. I didn't take another bottle of water with nuun I told him to leave it for me on the other side on his way back through to the finish. I never did get that bottle. Around 22 I started getting pretty tired. I started throwing in walk breaks and eating my beef jerky. I got a little crampy at one point and I actually took a dry nuun tablet and tucked it in my cheek. Mind you these tablets are kinda like alkazelter and they are delicous with water, they are not so good when you are frothing at the mouth and have to swallow it. But at some point you go with what works for what you need. As I made the last turn to run back the last 4 miles all the water stops were so encouraging. It really was not as scary as last time. My foot was hurting but not enough to stop I kept my form strong the whole time. I tried to encourage those I past along the last stretch. Telling them how far they had left and asking them if they wanted some of my beef jerky. They all looked like I felt last year. I was running strong just taking walk breaks for rest at that point.
At mile 23 a miracle, my arm warmer just laying there for me to pick up. I bend over and picked it up and waved it around my head like helicopter and shouted WOOOOHOOOOO BABY. There was one older gentleman on my 6 the whole time he laughed at me. I really don't mind. I was tripping on the wall. In fact at this point my MP3 player started playing manomanah. The muppets song. I found this hilarous. I kept going and I played it on repeat like 3 times. I sang along. Why was this on there? Not entirely sure but how funny! At the end of the line I let my MP3 player roll and I think the last song I heard was Fall Out Boy, Where is your boy. Because I took off my belt in the home stretch and threw it at my mom and yelled "pick up my shit!" I can't tell you why I did that. I hate a belt but I should have just left it on. Whatever you do weird stuff when you are a little dry.
So I double timed it in. I remembered not to hug the lady with the medal. She asked me if I wanted a chocolate milk and I yelled "AH HELL NO I'LL THROW UP" I found Hubbs and mom and went and sat down in the dirt then I laid down in the dirt. I needed a rest. I am happy to report I did get up and walk my butt over to the food and eat before we left. My time clock time 5:29:01. My chip time 5:28:41, I looked it up later.
I know this is so much shorter than last year, but I didn't think much. I loved it, I was so blessed to be able to do it again. I was fortunate to have an excellent summer training injury free and smooth race!!! Really I want to do another one next year. The jury is still out on this of course I need to get back to normal first. I still have quite the runners high. if anyone is paying attention that is 30 minutes difference from last year. :O And about 50 others finished after me.
september 15th
I don't have a lot to say about pre race day, it was a crazy hot mess. I had to get the kids to grandmas, and get ready.
On the way there we had to drive an hour out of the way to stop at a VW dealer for coolant. Apparently, Volkswagons have magic pink coolant that is made from the glitter than Unicorns fart and that is the only coolant you can put in my vdubb. If we put USA coolant in it the car would die. So being already "late" by my standards we picked that up.
On the way there sitting with Hubbs in my vdubbs, there was various discussion that all came to one point, I tend to be an ass when I am nervous.
We finally made it to packet pick up and I lined up for my race bag. Same dude at the window. He doesn't remember me. He shouldn't recognize me, or remember me. He's polite and conversational I take my bag and walk away. I still didn't feel like looking around at the race expo, I was ready to go. So we left.
Did I feel weird at this point, sure I did. But I felt ready.
We got dinner, went to Walmart and got gas and camped out at the hotel, the mood got lighter at this point. We started having fun joking around like we tend to do, it's good to be married to someone that is as crazy as you are. We don't spend enough time together.
I didn't sleep well or easy that night. I tried, it didn't happen. I wanted to get this race over with.
On the way there we had to drive an hour out of the way to stop at a VW dealer for coolant. Apparently, Volkswagons have magic pink coolant that is made from the glitter than Unicorns fart and that is the only coolant you can put in my vdubb. If we put USA coolant in it the car would die. So being already "late" by my standards we picked that up.
On the way there sitting with Hubbs in my vdubbs, there was various discussion that all came to one point, I tend to be an ass when I am nervous.
We finally made it to packet pick up and I lined up for my race bag. Same dude at the window. He doesn't remember me. He shouldn't recognize me, or remember me. He's polite and conversational I take my bag and walk away. I still didn't feel like looking around at the race expo, I was ready to go. So we left.
Did I feel weird at this point, sure I did. But I felt ready.
We got dinner, went to Walmart and got gas and camped out at the hotel, the mood got lighter at this point. We started having fun joking around like we tend to do, it's good to be married to someone that is as crazy as you are. We don't spend enough time together.
I didn't sleep well or easy that night. I tried, it didn't happen. I wanted to get this race over with.
Tuesday, September 18, 2012
the short of it.
Nothing like me leaving you hanging on forever....
We Erie was a success. It was really a great race. I have a lot to say but i am still resting up getting my "shit" back together.
My time 5:28:41 per my chip. I checked the results from the timing services 50 some finished after I did. I shaved a half an hour and did not finish last. Shattering all my expectations really. There will be a couple marathon blogs coming up.
Note after running and getting home onto my bed on sunday around 5pm I called my patients for the next day to schedule. Then after a very short restless night I worked Monday and was on call monday evening. Today I was off but I am the definition of exhausted. Today I got to the grocery store and by the time I pushed my cart up the small grade to my car I realized I had dropped tangerines every few inches. I am sorry to say I littered but I didn't have it in me to go back and pick them up.
I am just going to spew crap on the key board if I start the recap now. I need another day or two to really absorb all the awesomeness.
Understand I am sore as hell, upright, and still on a runners high.
love to all. blog soon
We Erie was a success. It was really a great race. I have a lot to say but i am still resting up getting my "shit" back together.
My time 5:28:41 per my chip. I checked the results from the timing services 50 some finished after I did. I shaved a half an hour and did not finish last. Shattering all my expectations really. There will be a couple marathon blogs coming up.
Note after running and getting home onto my bed on sunday around 5pm I called my patients for the next day to schedule. Then after a very short restless night I worked Monday and was on call monday evening. Today I was off but I am the definition of exhausted. Today I got to the grocery store and by the time I pushed my cart up the small grade to my car I realized I had dropped tangerines every few inches. I am sorry to say I littered but I didn't have it in me to go back and pick them up.
I am just going to spew crap on the key board if I start the recap now. I need another day or two to really absorb all the awesomeness.
Understand I am sore as hell, upright, and still on a runners high.
love to all. blog soon
Saturday, September 15, 2012
going off to erie
Here we go kids.
I should be packing the car. I am freaking out. I just realized I blocked all that "freaking miracle" stuff out this last year. I let it back in. I am overwhelmed with it all again. Now I go with my game face to packet pick up a new girl. I got to the race the same girl as last year. I put freakng miracle back on my shirt this year, I am representing me 365 days ago. I am shaky today I admit it. But understand.... It's on baby.
love you guys for all your support I take you in my heart with me.
I should be packing the car. I am freaking out. I just realized I blocked all that "freaking miracle" stuff out this last year. I let it back in. I am overwhelmed with it all again. Now I go with my game face to packet pick up a new girl. I got to the race the same girl as last year. I put freakng miracle back on my shirt this year, I am representing me 365 days ago. I am shaky today I admit it. But understand.... It's on baby.
love you guys for all your support I take you in my heart with me.
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