Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Sunday, July 31, 2011
5) Dead Man's Drop: Climb up a wall, flip over the other side and baseball slide down a wall
Monday, July 18, 2011
|How is that NOT a penis? Seriously. Come on.|
This is their mission statement:
Do Life is the idea that life doesn't have to be ordinary or inconsequential. The idea that, through running, racing, and doing these things together, we can find and spread happiness.
|what up creeper tongue|
All in all is was an incredibly inspiring event to be a part of, and I hope the rest of Ben's tour goes off without a hitch!! It's not often someone has an opportunity to touch so many people's lives.
To read more about Ben and the Do Life Movement please check out their website or like them on facebook, and DEFINITELY hit them up when they are in your area!
HOW DO YOU "DO LIFE"?
WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU PICKED ACTIVITY OVER BEING LAZY?
WHO INSPIRES YOU TO DO MORE?
Monday, July 11, 2011
This year no different, except I was missing my bestie Megan to suffer with.
I roped my friend Isaac into running it, as we are doing the Warrior Dash in July together. So he wanted to get a road race under his belt before he mudded it up later this month. It was 90-some-odd degrees at 7:30PM which was gun time. I promised him most races aren't this hot, warned him about the hills and went over some racing protocols.
|I'm standing on the curb|
Before too long, it was gun time and we were off. Isaac is at LEAST a foot taller than me, so I was really worried about being able to keep up with him. We stuck together for the first half of the race. It's really thick through the first half mile, like any other race. Some reason there were A LOT of walkers who lined up toward the front. From what I could tell at packet pick up, we had a lot of first timers and that is probably why. There was a lot of darting around people and weaving in and out just to get near people in the same pace.
There was an aid station at 0.75ish with sprinklers, and water. Amazing! It was a nice refreshing cool down, and amazing addition from last year. Last year, there was one aid staion and no sprinklers. This year TWO stations both with SPRINKLERS, brilliant!
|This is my friend's dad, he is stinky.|
I made an effort to thank every single volunteer and officer along the course, super awesome for them to be out there in this heat.
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Sunday, November 14, 2010
Saturday was the Fall Girls on the Run 5k, I signed up to volunteer. I
swear if I don't run this as a coach, I will always be volunteering.
If y'all don't know what GOTR is google it or look up the Spring 5k
recap in the blog history.
It's an amazing organization, that I really wish I had the time to be
more involved with. For now, I will just have to be a course monitor
twice a year. It was wicked cold, the wind was absolutely frigid. If I
hadn't promised to be there I would not have been outside, let alone
running in it. More than half of those girls looked absolutely
miserable. Lucky for me, the runners had to pass through my
intersection three times. The evolution of misery as the miles passed
was such a beautiful metaphor. On their third pass, they were in the
finish chute-and seeing them realize "hay! It's over and it wasn't
THAT bad!" was totally legendary. Why? Because no matter how many
races you do, no matter how good you get: you always feel that way in
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Saturday was the first ever Strutt with Your Mutt 5k in Kansas City. SWYM has always been a 3k walk through historic brookside with your pup to raise money for Wayside Waifs, KC's largest no-kill shelter. This year they decided to add a 5k portion that you could run with your dog. UHM-Hi, have you met us? We signed up instantly. When we showed up on Saturday, Goliath was in absolute heaven. There were booths with treats, hundreds of other dogs and people who didn't mind he jumped up to say 'hello!'
It was the first time for the 5k, and it became pretty clear this wasn't mean to be a very competitive 5k. There were no bib numbers, no chip timing (just a running clock) and oh we were running with our dogs. I noticed none of the local elite runners were there which kinda got my gears turning. We lined up at the mini-start, which doubled as the finish line.
They made a few announcements, and we were off. They actually started the race a few minutes early! Woah. So the first quarter mile was really thick. People were bumping into each other, dogs were darting back and forth-it was pretty chaotic. There were a lot more people running without dogs that I had expected, and they had the people sans pups line up toward the front. That made no sense to me, I would think that an event to benefit dogs where you run the dogs-the dogs would take priority. Am I right?
When I say it was thick, I mean it. It took us a while to break away from the big pack, but Goliath was a maneuvering rock star. He steered and I was along for the ride. Maybe it was instinct, but he darted around people and found the optimal and efficient routes. By the halfway mark which was also an aid station, I started to realize I could see the leader. I stopped and let Goliath get a drink, but he wasn't willing to waste anytime. The aid station volunteers told me to get to it because I was the second girl the pass. UHM EXCUSE ME?!
After that news, we got tunnel vision. We turned right and another right, and there they were the only people in front of me. I counted them all and the took a picture. Only eight people in front of me, and only two of them had dogs.
With the leaders in view, we got entirely too motivated. It felt like we were running 7s, but it was really 8s. I just wasn't use to running balls to the wall like that, but Goliath was. I'm sure the look on my face was priceless, most likely absolute terror. I felt like my heart was maxing out. One of the blockade officers laughed as we ran by, he said "Hey that's not fair! He's pulling you!" Listen bud, you wanna try to keep up with Goliath?? Be my guest. There was a pretty decent hill, and I passed one of gentlemen in front me. Unfortunately, my shoe came untied with less than a quarter mile to go. Panicked I had an internal dilemma, and decided to tie it even though it might have meant someone passing me. Luckily, there wasn't anyone near enough. We sprinted across the finish line and looked down at my garmin for the first time since the start, then the DJ says "Look at her checking her time! That's what it takes to be top 10!" balls. top 10. I came in 8th overall, and I was the 2nd female. Goliath was the 2nd canine.
I told someone a long time ago that I would win a local race one of these days, this just proved to me that I could. I won't cheapen this victory, so don't roll your eyes at the race design or number of runners. No matter how you spin it and try to lessen this, I came in 8th overall and 2nd female overall. You can't argue that.
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Mileage: 3.35 (it was actually long!)