I do not like anticipation, waiting, surprises; I am a person of action and these things make me crazy.  If I had to pick a weakness this would be it, I am not good at waiting.  I was the kid digging through my parent’s closet weeks before Christmas, and I am the person who hates when someone says “I have a surprise for you!”.

If I am waiting for something to happen, I want to be planning while I am waiting.  I think it is why I need a formal training program when getting ready for a race; it is also why I always need to have some sort of race scheduled at some time in the future.  I would love to say I am a dedicated athlete who has spent my life worshipping at this temple that is my body.   Truth is, that I have not done that, but at some I point realized that I am a planner who does not like to fail.  If I made my goal to get healthy, stay in shape, and train for a PR in every race, these things would keep me going until all of this healthy eating and exercising stuff just became part of who I am.

I am anticipating something different right now, something a little more personal and I am struggling with how to keep myself busy while waiting.  Any planning I have to do for this event is short and can be completed in a couple of days and the event is still a couple of weeks out from today.  So the good news, it is keeping me focused on my physical training and eating because these things keep my mind off of it.  The bad news, I would have to be running every waking hour to not think about it…Ugh!


So, what I really need to do is practice patience and keep a positive attitude as I wait for the next new adventure in my life :).  And remind myself that sometimes it is OK to be the passenger and not the driver.

A bad run is still better than…

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On Tuesday I started my training for a half marathon I am running in September.  Today was my second training run and it was not a good run.

I had to go into work early for a meeting so I ran about an hour earlier than I normally would run and I did not go to sleep an hour earlier, bad idea.  I had 30 minutes planned and I got my 30 minutes in; so I accomplished my training goal.  The fact that I did not feel great afterwards and that my pace was off was a bummer, but I am glad I did it.

Got me thinking that – A bad run is still better than –

  • No run at all
  • A bad movie
  • A meeting
  • Sitting on the couch
  • Being bored
  • Most morning television offerings
  • The regret you will feel later if you do not run

And I am sure we could come up with plenty more things.  I have a chance to forget about this run on Saturday, my next run, which will be kick ass!

All I know is this.  I have never regretted going for a run, but I have, on more than one occasion, regretted NOT running.  So, lace up, tape up, suck it up, open the door, get outside, and RUN!

just run


And so it begins…


Officially started my training today for my next half; I am running the Rock n Roll Half in Philadelphia in September and I am pretty excited to be going back home to run a race.  I have promises from friends in the area to be my Wine Girls, waiting for me at the finish line with a bottle, some glasses, cheers, and smiles.

I am doing an official Half training program with a goal of finishing upright.  I have no spectacular goals for this half except to do better than my last half.  Considering that half was at Disney World with a lot of distractions, this should not be too difficult.

I will train, running three times per week and two days of some sort of strength and/or cross training.  I may add a sixth day if I am not improving in either strength or pace; I want to start off with something I know I will do and add to it if needed.  For me that is better than over committing and falling short of my goal.

I have to tell you I am pretty excited about this next half; I will be home and have familiar folks around to support me, it will be a true race for me as I will be trying to do better than my first time, and it will be a challenge.  Disney was certainly a challenge and an accomplishment, but with all of the distractions I did not have a great finish time.

My first training run was this morning and although it was not spectacular; the first one is the hardest and it is done. 🙂  I am looking forward to an eventful local race season and some good training runs this summer!  I could have never imagined saying those words a year ago.

How far will you go?


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I have been thinking for the past day about how far I am willing to go with my running.  This past weekend two women that I know participated in long distance events; one in an Ironman and the other in her first marathon.  I can tell you now that an Ironman will not happen for me; the swimming part of it completely freaks me out; not that I cannot swim, just that swimming for anything more than leisure seems too stressful.

The marathon on the other hand, this has crossed my mind as a possibility more than once.  Am I anywhere near ready for it?  No.  Could I be at some time in the future?  Sure.

So far I have only completed one half marathon and several shorter races; my longest training run, only 12 miles.  None of this physically prepares me for a marathon; running and training have however mentally given the courage to consider it.

I did have one first this weekend.  I ran in the rain.  The weather in our area called for rain all weekend, so after waiting a few hours on Saturday morning for it to stop I decided just to go for it.  It was a good run, I actually did not mind at all that it was raining; I do have to figure out how to use my MP3 player in the rain mine did not hold up well and I put it away about a half mile into my run.  Might not seem like a big deal running in the rain, but to me it was the first time I was so itching to run that nothing else mattered; and my next run is all I have thought about since, that will be tomorrow AM.

Do you push through your limitations?  Whether your limitations are physical or mental; what do you do to keep going? I think of it this way – If I am suffering that is certainly not the time to stop, it is the time to push, and on the other side of that push is victory, comfort, and satisfaction :).

And lastly, a lot of what I have accomplished is because of my support system, the two women I mentioned at the beginning of this writing are both part of that system, both of these women along with others I know have shared both their victories and their setbacks which are equally effective in inspiring me to keep going.




The Fitness Track is Rickety and my Train Keeps Derailing


In spite of successfully motivating myself to run the 10K this weekend, I am feeling like I cannot get back on track with the training I was doing before my half marathon.

The two races I have run since the Princess Half have both produced slower finish times than races of the same length that I ran last fall; when I was newer to this running thing than I am now.  That has to do with the fact that I have not been training well or eating right.  So, I have decided to affirm here today that I will clean up the wreckage from the derailment and get back on track!

I promised myself a year ago that I would go into 50 Fit and Fabulous; I am now in the one year countdown to that number so I cannot lose that dream now :).

Getting motivated to get started and dieting seem to be my biggest challenges.  I have dietary restrictions due to allergies so I tend to eat healthier foods, but my intake lately has been too high.

As far as motivation to get started, I am not sure why it is a problem.  Running has never let me down for what it can do for me mentally and physically, not sure why I do not jump up to do it every chance I get.  Every race I have participated in has left me feeling better than when I started.   Yet some mornings I just cannot get myself to go out there to train.

So today I say this as my affirmation of my ability and desire –

“I set goals and follow them. I set my sights, take the appropriate actions and achieve my goals.”

That felt good!  To confess and to affirm; thank you for reading!

My Race Moments


I had a race this weekend and as I explained in yesterday’s entry I almost let my excuses talk me out of it.  Today I want to share some things that popped in my head, and not just yesterday but on other race days.  It is funny what you think when you are racing, or when you are prepping to race.  So, here are a few of my race day “moments”.

That Moment When…

  • The alarm goes off at 5:45 am…on your day off
  • You lay there for a second thinking, “I really could just go back to sleep”.
  • You get up telling yourself maybe; when you know that now that you are up, it is definitely a yes.
  • You are tying your shoes and you get all excited!
  • You are at the start line, waiting for the race to start and everything around you disappears.
  • You are 1-mile into the race and you wonder “why the hell am I doing this?”
  • You reach the half way mark and you KNOW why you are doing it.
  • You are still a mile and a half from the finish line and the elite runners have already finished and are going by you running the course backwards.
  • You cross the finish line and you think, “When is my next race?”

That pretty much sums up the thoughts from my doubt to a successful finish and why I love races.  It is a challenge; a challenge to overcome my own demons, my own voices telling me why I cannot do it.

What are your race or running “moments”?  Why do you run?

The 10K that almost wasn’t

I had a 10K race this morning; a race that almost did not happen, for me anyway.  I had a million excuses running through my head.  My race partner (my daughter) has the flu, my back has been hurting for about a week, in the past two weeks I have only run four times and one of those was a race I did two weeks ago.  These are just a few of the things I was trying to use as excuses.

The excuses did not win and I did finish the race.  Here is what got me out there today.

At 5:45 am my alarm started buzzing; I hit the snooze alarm and laid there running all of the excuses through my head.  I thought to myself, “well I am just going to get up and at least start the coffee”.  I got up, turned on the coffee maker and put on a pot of water for my oatmeal; I knew at that point I was at least considering the race.

As I was getting out my mug and bowl, etc and waiting for the water I looked up and on top of the fridge I saw my Runner Box (you can Google that later if you do not know what it is).  I reached up and took it down to see what was left inside.  I pulled out a few things and gathered some paperwork still in there to throw it away when I noticed writing on the lid and on the lid was a quote – “The task ahead of you is never greater than the strength within you.”


And there it was; my decision.  How could I not run now?  My inner strength and desire to run was much stronger than any excuse I could put in front of myself.  I ate my oatmeal, had my half a cup of coffee, drank some water and took my vitamin.  Geared up; you know when you tie your shoelaces that is THE moment it all starts to feel absolutely right. And off I went to my race.

It was a good race and afterwards I rewarded myself with an awesome meal –


Tomorrow I will share some of my race “moments”; funny what the mind thinks about when you are running.

And to end I would like to say that today is the 1-year + 1-week anniversary of my last cigarette!