It's hard to believe that it has been almost three months since my last running blog. That also means it has been almost three months since my last marathon which means my next marathon is right around the corner. . . in fact it is 8 days away!
A year ago, I was terrified at the the thought of running 26.2 miles, but now I've done it and maybe for me, it is better that I know what is coming. I just came off an amazing run in Hartford and have nothing but positive thoughts. Dad and I have vowed to make this run just for fun. We realized that after last year's heat and humidity, goals need to be adjusted and this will be a race we do not to set any records, but for the sheer fun of running the Disney Marathon, the medal that is put around your neck at the end of the race, and seeing thousands and thousands of spectators along the course route cheering on complete strangers. Running Disney is fun because it is the most magical 26.2 miles on Earth.
And so here we are again, with my pre-race blogs, but this time, I don't know what to say. I know what to expect, I know the route and I also know that I can run 26.2 miles, I've done it before and I can do it again.
I guess the biggest thing for me on race day will be knowing that I accomplished my running goal for the year. . . 3 marathons in one year's time. That's pretty big.
Until next time. . . happy running!
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Monday, October 13, 2008
Hartford Marathon Recap!
I woke up the morning of the marathon feeling good. I gave myself an hour and a half before dad would come to get me. I showered, drank my coffee, forced myself to eat half a bagel and I put my hair in braids. I stretched out and tried to relax and also tried to keep my mind off the fact that I was about to run 26 miles 385 yards.
Dad picked me up at 6:30 on the dot and we headed into Hartford. We parked and waited in the car for a bit before heading down to Bushnell park to pee and head to the starting line. It was a bit chilly, but perfect weather for a marathon. The sun was coming up and I knew it was going to be a beautiful day.
At about 7:30 we walked down to Bushnell Park where I knew I would have to use a porta potty. For those of you that don't know- I have porta potty performance anxiety. They completely disgust me and I dread the thought of having to use one. The only thing that gets me through is knowing that the next time I will use one will probably be the same race next year. I survived- and was sure not to touch anything but the lock.
We then headed over to the starting line and searched for the 4:30 Pace Group sign. We didn't see it, so we headed to the middle of the pack of runners and finally we saw it heading towards us. We had decided last week that we would try the pace group to see how it went and when I saw our two pace leaders, I could tell it was going to be a fun race. The guy, who we later learned was Jerry, was wearing a bright orange wig- the kind with plastic hair. And the girl, who we later learned was Marie, was wearing a hat with hand made bunny ears attached that said 4:30 on each of the ears. They were both awesome. They informed us that throughout the race we will dedicate each mile to someone to help keep our minds off the race. I was so happy that we had what seemed to be awesome pace leaders.
As 8:00 drew nearer, there were short speeches from the mayor of Hartford, an ING person, and a blessing. The National Anthem was sung and then we heard "Runners ready" and the horn. But of course, this is really anti-climactic for anyone in the middle of the pack because you walk until you get to the starting line and the group spreads out enough to be able to run. It took us about 4 and a half minutes to get to the starting line and off we went. We stayed a little behind our pace leaders and went through the first two miles a bit quicker than the 4:30 pace, but Jerry and Marie assured us it was ok. We had a great pace and as we headed out towards South Windsor the pace group turned into those that would finish the race with the group- or soon thereafter.
Running with Jerry and Marie was a great time. My dad and I were feeling great. Each time we got to a mile marker Marie would sing (to the tune of "Do You Hear What I Hear?") "Do you see what I see?" We would echo back and then she would sing "It's mile marker__" and would say the mile marker. Then, we would count backwards from the mile to one and yell "4:30 ROCKS!" Now, I know to the non-runner this sounds corny, but you would not believe how pumped it got us. We had a great time. Jerry and Marie had stories for everything from every marathon. They told us about marathons all over the country, gave us tips about running and recovering, and would just encourage us. It made the miles fly by. There was not one time when I thought about how many miles I had left. When we got to the half way point, I said to my dad "I can do 13 more!" I felt great. We did not take any walk breaks, except when passing through water stations which are only about 100 feet. We were running the whole way! At one point, Jerry broke off from our group and went and sat at a table with a family that was watching the race and had set up breakfast outside and enjoyed a mimosa with them! At another point, Jerry and Marie went and danced with some Scottish dancers outside a church! They were a great time and made the run so fun. There was no time to think about how many miles were left, the miles flew by.
As we headed back into the city, we finally got to mile 17 which is huge because it means you are in single digit miles- 9 to go! Dad and I stayed with them for a few more miles, then I needed to walk. We went 20 miles without walking- something neither of us have done before. It was awesome! We had to walk because I knew that coming back into the city there were some hills and although I probably could have run up them, I wanted to save some energy. We eventually fell behind out pace group, but we knew we would not have been in such good shape this late in the race if it wasn't for them.
So, along dad and I went, with 6 miles left, knowing 6 miles was nothing! We made a goal to keep all the miles under 12 minutes so that we could finish in about 4 hours and 35 minutes. We took our time up hills, walking and later passing people that ran up the hill because they used all their energy. Having fun and dancing when there was music, my dad stopped and sang at the water station where there was Jimmy Buffett music and we were both in good spirits.
The mile numbers got higher and the miles left got smaller (usually what happens) and soon we were at mile 25- 1.2 miles to go! We had kept all of our miles in the low 11 minutes and were going to finish in about 4:35! I was thrilled! Between miles 25 and 26 they were giving out candy, but I don't understand the whole eating a snickers during a race- it is too chewy and I just don't like it- then my dad saw ORANGES!!!! Now, in Disney all I wanted was an orange during the race. It is the one thing that I can eat during a race- aside from sport beans- and that is all I wanted. They have just the right amount of juicyness and they have teh right amount of sugar. Well, dad spotted some oranges on the table and I was THRILLED! I grabbed a couple slices and off we went, I was happy as a clam! So, we continued with two more walk breaks before getting to mile 26. The next 385 yards were the longest of my life and I asked my dad where the finish line was because at that point, although I was happy, I felt like someone was playing a mean joke and like the finish line was nowhere in sight.
Finally, we turned the corner, went under the arches and there it was. Off to our right we saw, AJ, Dan, and Meg cheering us on! We held each others hand, raised them in the air and crossed the finish line in 4:34:53! I felt awesome!!! I was soooo happy! I got my mylar (it is mylar and you put it on to stay warm after a race), I got my medal and they took my chip off. We saw Jerry and Marie who came over and congratulated us. We thanked them a million times and then went to see AJ, Dan and Meg. We had our picture taken with Jerry and Marie and a few others taken and we had done it. I had taken 35 minutes off my last marathon time and I felt a million times better than my last one. I didn't complain at all, there were no tears, it was 100% pure happiness! It was the ultimate runners high. I had never felt such a great feeling of accomplishment after running and thinking about it makes me want to do it again- every step of it.
Prior to Hartford, I was actually dreading the thought of running 26.2 miles in Hartford and then doing it again exactly three months later in Disney, but now, I can't wait for Disney! This was a truly wonderful experience and I can't wait for the next one!
Until next time. . . Happy Running!
**A note on the attached picture, the time on the clock when crossing the finish line reads 4:38. That is because, like I mentioned in the beginning of the blog, it took us about 5 minutes to get to the starting line. Therefore, the clock time is slower, the chip time, which is the official time was 4:34:53!**
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
Dedicating my Hartford miles. . .
Before running the Disney Marathon in January, I dedicated each of my miles because there were countless people who inspired, encouraged, or were just there for me on the road to training for that marathon. I decided this is something I will do before every marathon because it helps me while running and there are always people who make a difference in my running and my life while I am training. Many miles will be dedicated to the same people, however, it is always good to remind the important people in my life that they have helped me in some way. You will see a recurring theme- people who have made a difference in my life because of the strength they have shown in their own. . . strength is what I will need tomorrow and I truly admire each and everyone of the people below.
1- My dad- because without him, I would have never had the courage or determination to begin my training.
2- My Mom- my best friend.
3, 4- Melissa and Tracy- my sisters.
5- Dr. Goldgeier and Karen Landt- I truly believe these doctors saved my life. When I first saw them I was so sick, and they did everything to make me better.
6- Dr. Milstone- for doing everything to keep me healthy.
7- My Grandpa- because no matter what, when I cross the finish line, I remember him being there at my first race and I know he would be there at every one if he could.
8- My Gramma whose courage and strength during her illness helped me get through my own.
9- Danners- who will someday run a marathon and understand why it is necessary to dedicate miles to get you through.
10- Meggers- the best sister in law ever who I know will have to deal with working around my training schedule when we open our business! ;-)
11- Zachers- because your my lil bro!
12- Kylers- because your strength is admirable.
13- Yanners- because your stories are entertaining enough to keep me smiling as I pass the halfway mark.
14- Jenners- the newest member of our game night crew who finds everything fun. . . I just hope I find this mile fun!
15- Rachelers- who always has the greatest shoes on that I wish I could wear. . . but know that it would heighten my risk of injury prior to a marathon. . . so I don't. . . I will live vicariously though admiring your fabulous shoes. . . and think of rewarding myself with a pair if I make it through the next 11 miles!
16- For Patients of Scleroderma- I admire your strength and courage and the thought of that will get me through the next 10.
17- Sister Pat- May you rest in peace. You are the reason that I am a music teacher and will always remember you for your neverending kindness and constant giving.
18- For me- This is the furthest distance I ran in training for this marathon. . . so this mile is all for me.
19- For Maria- a former student whose strength, courage, and determination are stronger than any 10 year old's that I have ever met. . . or my own. I admire her for being so postive despite everything life has thrown at her and always keeping her chin up. . . she is truly a hero in my eyes.
20- For Laura- I love you like a sister and you are stronger than I think I will ever be. Thank you for everything.
21- For Marissa- You defied odds at the beginning of your life when the whole world was bigger than you. You were a miracle and I am blessed to have you in my life!
22- For Anarion- our cat- who still doesn't care that I am sweaty at the end of a long run and wants to cuddle and curl up on my lap.
23- For Julio- a student of mine who will never understand what a marathon is or be able to run one, but will always look at me, smile as big as possible and say "Boom chicka Boom!" That smile and his excitement is enough to get me through what is sure to be a difficult mile.
24- For anyone who has never run a marathon but has always wanted to- get up and do it, although it is painful and you completely beat up your body. . . the reward is greater than anything.
25- For all of my students because although they complain to me about running the mile and never understand how I can run 26, I know that if they knew what it would mean to me, they would be at mile 25 to run the last mile of the race with me. They make more of a difference in my life than they will ever know.
And last. . . but certainly not the least:
26- For my husband, AJ because I know he will be waiting for me at the finish line and no matter what the clock says. . . he will be proud of me. The thought of seeing him will get me through when I feel as though I can't take another step. I love you with all my heart.
Well- that is all. The marathon is tomorrow and I will run each mile keeping these people in mind. You have all gotten me here, now it is up to me to get me through 26 miles with each of you in mind. Thank you all for your support, encouragement, and love. You all mean the world to me.
Until my post-marathon blog. . .
Happy Running!
1- My dad- because without him, I would have never had the courage or determination to begin my training.
2- My Mom- my best friend.
3, 4- Melissa and Tracy- my sisters.
5- Dr. Goldgeier and Karen Landt- I truly believe these doctors saved my life. When I first saw them I was so sick, and they did everything to make me better.
6- Dr. Milstone- for doing everything to keep me healthy.
7- My Grandpa- because no matter what, when I cross the finish line, I remember him being there at my first race and I know he would be there at every one if he could.
8- My Gramma whose courage and strength during her illness helped me get through my own.
9- Danners- who will someday run a marathon and understand why it is necessary to dedicate miles to get you through.
10- Meggers- the best sister in law ever who I know will have to deal with working around my training schedule when we open our business! ;-)
11- Zachers- because your my lil bro!
12- Kylers- because your strength is admirable.
13- Yanners- because your stories are entertaining enough to keep me smiling as I pass the halfway mark.
14- Jenners- the newest member of our game night crew who finds everything fun. . . I just hope I find this mile fun!
15- Rachelers- who always has the greatest shoes on that I wish I could wear. . . but know that it would heighten my risk of injury prior to a marathon. . . so I don't. . . I will live vicariously though admiring your fabulous shoes. . . and think of rewarding myself with a pair if I make it through the next 11 miles!
16- For Patients of Scleroderma- I admire your strength and courage and the thought of that will get me through the next 10.
17- Sister Pat- May you rest in peace. You are the reason that I am a music teacher and will always remember you for your neverending kindness and constant giving.
18- For me- This is the furthest distance I ran in training for this marathon. . . so this mile is all for me.
19- For Maria- a former student whose strength, courage, and determination are stronger than any 10 year old's that I have ever met. . . or my own. I admire her for being so postive despite everything life has thrown at her and always keeping her chin up. . . she is truly a hero in my eyes.
20- For Laura- I love you like a sister and you are stronger than I think I will ever be. Thank you for everything.
21- For Marissa- You defied odds at the beginning of your life when the whole world was bigger than you. You were a miracle and I am blessed to have you in my life!
22- For Anarion- our cat- who still doesn't care that I am sweaty at the end of a long run and wants to cuddle and curl up on my lap.
23- For Julio- a student of mine who will never understand what a marathon is or be able to run one, but will always look at me, smile as big as possible and say "Boom chicka Boom!" That smile and his excitement is enough to get me through what is sure to be a difficult mile.
24- For anyone who has never run a marathon but has always wanted to- get up and do it, although it is painful and you completely beat up your body. . . the reward is greater than anything.
25- For all of my students because although they complain to me about running the mile and never understand how I can run 26, I know that if they knew what it would mean to me, they would be at mile 25 to run the last mile of the race with me. They make more of a difference in my life than they will ever know.
And last. . . but certainly not the least:
26- For my husband, AJ because I know he will be waiting for me at the finish line and no matter what the clock says. . . he will be proud of me. The thought of seeing him will get me through when I feel as though I can't take another step. I love you with all my heart.
Well- that is all. The marathon is tomorrow and I will run each mile keeping these people in mind. You have all gotten me here, now it is up to me to get me through 26 miles with each of you in mind. Thank you all for your support, encouragement, and love. You all mean the world to me.
Until my post-marathon blog. . .
Happy Running!
Monday, October 6, 2008
Marathon Week!
Frank Shorter once said, "You have to forget your last marathon before you try another. Your mind can't know what's coming."
On Saturday, I will run my second marathon. Although the memories of my last marathon are still in my head, I have forgotten all the bad and have taken only the good, and learned from it. I know I am more prepared for this than my last mainly because I am still strong from my summer training. I know I am physically prepared, and dad has reassured me of this, but it is the mental aspect. Running a marathon is 90% mental. . . and non-marathoners will say the runner is simply mental, but in all honesty, it takes a lot of mental training to run 26.2 miles. . . willingly! Not only that, but to do it after already doing it before. After my first marathon, I could have easily said, never doing that again. But I finished and was already talking about doing another one the very next day. Obviously, there was something worthwhile.
As I rest as much as I can this week in preparation for Saturday's big race, I will do a lot of mental training. The physical part is done. . . now it is simply reassuring myself that I can do it- and I know I can, but like most runners during marathon week. . . you can't help but question yourself and if you worked hard enough. I am ready for it and know that even if I struggle, there are 3000 other people who feel exactly the same way!
Marathon Mile dedications coming later this week!
Happy Running!
On Saturday, I will run my second marathon. Although the memories of my last marathon are still in my head, I have forgotten all the bad and have taken only the good, and learned from it. I know I am more prepared for this than my last mainly because I am still strong from my summer training. I know I am physically prepared, and dad has reassured me of this, but it is the mental aspect. Running a marathon is 90% mental. . . and non-marathoners will say the runner is simply mental, but in all honesty, it takes a lot of mental training to run 26.2 miles. . . willingly! Not only that, but to do it after already doing it before. After my first marathon, I could have easily said, never doing that again. But I finished and was already talking about doing another one the very next day. Obviously, there was something worthwhile.
As I rest as much as I can this week in preparation for Saturday's big race, I will do a lot of mental training. The physical part is done. . . now it is simply reassuring myself that I can do it- and I know I can, but like most runners during marathon week. . . you can't help but question yourself and if you worked hard enough. I am ready for it and know that even if I struggle, there are 3000 other people who feel exactly the same way!
Marathon Mile dedications coming later this week!
Happy Running!
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
A Runner's Choice
Sunday, Dad and I ran the Apple Harvest Festival 5 Mile Road Race. This race has special meaning to us because it is the first race we ran together when I was 9 years old. The course is the same as when I was 9 and I have run it hundreds of times because the starting line is a couple hundred yards from our front door. I know the course like the back of my hand and could probably run it with my eyes closed. I know the uphills, downhills and exactly where the mile-markers are.
Sunday was humid and overcast with a misty rain in the morning, but weather doesn't bother us- we've done a 20 mile run in a wind storm. Going into the race dad promised he'd let me set the pace, so I did. We ran our first mile in 7:57, and I had a feeling dad was not having a great day. He had run 41 miles last week, so naturally, he was tired and sub-8 minute miles was going to be tough, especially considering the hills on the route between miles 2 and 3. So, on we ran, completing mile 2 in 8:01. Then we get to the hills- that we trained on a few weeks ago doing repeats- and I knew what needed to be done. My plan was to leave people behind on those hills, and I did. My dad stayed a bit behind me and kept telling me to go, but I couldn't. If there was one person I wasn't leaving on the hills it was my dad. So, I eased up and we got through them to realize later that nobody passed us out there and we passed out a good amount of people- if you aren't read for them- they are killer. We were coming up on mile 3 and dad said, "Amy, go, you can finish this is under 39 minutes, I can't." I, of course, said "no!" He again said to go, but I refused and got a bit teary eyed because he wasn't getting it. He didn't realize that I'd rather finish a race with him than PR on a 5 miler. This can be compared to the fact that instead of trying to qualify for Boston this fall, Dad is running the Hartford Marathon with me- because he'd rather run with me than qualify for Boston.
So, on we went, 2 miles left and dad asked me to ease up- and I thought I did! We completed mile 4 in 7:46 and had one more killer hill in mile 5, but still ran mile 5 at a 7:28 pace. I didn't break 39 minutes, but I had a 10 second PR, which is fine with me! Yes, I flew down the last stretch and didn't even see AJ and Meg on the side cheering me on- I was in the zone. Dad ran after me to yells of "Don't let a girl beat you!" And when AJ and Meg told the person that I was his daughter- he said "all the more reason!" But, that didn't matter. What mattered was that we finished with each other and that is all I wanted. I made a choice and I know if I left my dad to get a PR, I would have regreted that choice. There will be plenty of races that I can get a PR in, but when given the choice- I'd rather finish with my Dad.
Until next time- Happy Running!
Sunday was humid and overcast with a misty rain in the morning, but weather doesn't bother us- we've done a 20 mile run in a wind storm. Going into the race dad promised he'd let me set the pace, so I did. We ran our first mile in 7:57, and I had a feeling dad was not having a great day. He had run 41 miles last week, so naturally, he was tired and sub-8 minute miles was going to be tough, especially considering the hills on the route between miles 2 and 3. So, on we ran, completing mile 2 in 8:01. Then we get to the hills- that we trained on a few weeks ago doing repeats- and I knew what needed to be done. My plan was to leave people behind on those hills, and I did. My dad stayed a bit behind me and kept telling me to go, but I couldn't. If there was one person I wasn't leaving on the hills it was my dad. So, I eased up and we got through them to realize later that nobody passed us out there and we passed out a good amount of people- if you aren't read for them- they are killer. We were coming up on mile 3 and dad said, "Amy, go, you can finish this is under 39 minutes, I can't." I, of course, said "no!" He again said to go, but I refused and got a bit teary eyed because he wasn't getting it. He didn't realize that I'd rather finish a race with him than PR on a 5 miler. This can be compared to the fact that instead of trying to qualify for Boston this fall, Dad is running the Hartford Marathon with me- because he'd rather run with me than qualify for Boston.
So, on we went, 2 miles left and dad asked me to ease up- and I thought I did! We completed mile 4 in 7:46 and had one more killer hill in mile 5, but still ran mile 5 at a 7:28 pace. I didn't break 39 minutes, but I had a 10 second PR, which is fine with me! Yes, I flew down the last stretch and didn't even see AJ and Meg on the side cheering me on- I was in the zone. Dad ran after me to yells of "Don't let a girl beat you!" And when AJ and Meg told the person that I was his daughter- he said "all the more reason!" But, that didn't matter. What mattered was that we finished with each other and that is all I wanted. I made a choice and I know if I left my dad to get a PR, I would have regreted that choice. There will be plenty of races that I can get a PR in, but when given the choice- I'd rather finish with my Dad.
Until next time- Happy Running!
Saturday, September 6, 2008
Hartford Marathon
Once again, it has been a while since I have been written, but the day has come that a constant stream of posts can again be expected. You see, last night on the news, they had a story about marathon diets and mentioned the Hartford Marathon is a mere 5 weeks away. Now, to most, 5 weeks seems like a long time. It is 35 days or a month and a week, hell it is 1176 hours (and if I did the math wrong, don't tell me- I'm no math teacher). And to most that just seems like a ton of time. . . but any marathoner would agree that 5 weeks is not much. That gives you time for one more long run, hopefully of 20 miles and then time to taper and get ready for the big day.
I was ok with the 5 weeks, honestly. Then, I opened up my inbox and had a registration confirmation saying I had been registered for the marathon. Now, most are probably thinking, "wait, didn't you register yourself so you know that was coming?" Good question, however, my dad being the awesome dad and coach he is, if we run a race together, he registers us. And he didn't mention it on our run today that he would be registering us. Then again, that would give me time to answer the "Are we running Hartford?" question with a simple, "I'd like to." However, he didn't give me that option- yet another reason why my father is such a great coach. He KNOWS I can do it, so it isn't even a question of "if" we are going to run it- it is just that we will and whatever happens happens.
So, here I am, 5 weeks before the Hartford Marathon. These blogs will be much different from the ones 5 weeks before the Disney Marathon because now, I know what is coming. I know that I will face 26.2 miles and I know what to expect. It was nice being a first time marathoner. People can tell you what to expect, but you don't understand it until you run it. Until you pound the pavement for 26.2 miles and until you cross that finish line. It isn't until your foot crosses and you have to think "stop running" to yourself that you can fully understand what a marathon is like. It is hell. It is torture. It is pain like no other. But despite all of that, it is one of the most rewarding things, if not the most, that I have ever done. There is nothing like crossing the line and having a medal put around your neck and saying "I did it." And maybe I still have a skewed vision of the marathon because despite how bad it was, I know I can do it again, but maybe that is better. There is a saying that says you cannot run another marathon until you forget how bad your last one felt. That is not to say that I have forgotten the pain, because I haven't, in fact when I think back on the pain, I distinctly remember a part in the marathon when all I wanted to do was sit down. It was after the out and back before heading into Hollywood studios. We were going up a ramp and there was a DJ playing "YMCA" and putting my hands over my head to do it was like lifting the Great Wall of China. But, I did it and I remember how I felt. But I will use that to get me through the next 26.2. My only goal here is to beat my last time. If the weather works in our favor, I think it can get done. But if it doesn't, then we make adjustments and hope for good weather in Disney.
I guess my biggest challenge is that I will run Hartford on October 11 and exactly three months later, I will run Disney. I think that is a challenge in itself. But all in all, despite everything, the real, and perhaps best reason I am doing it and looking forward to it is that I'll again be doing it with my dad at my side.
Happy Running!
I was ok with the 5 weeks, honestly. Then, I opened up my inbox and had a registration confirmation saying I had been registered for the marathon. Now, most are probably thinking, "wait, didn't you register yourself so you know that was coming?" Good question, however, my dad being the awesome dad and coach he is, if we run a race together, he registers us. And he didn't mention it on our run today that he would be registering us. Then again, that would give me time to answer the "Are we running Hartford?" question with a simple, "I'd like to." However, he didn't give me that option- yet another reason why my father is such a great coach. He KNOWS I can do it, so it isn't even a question of "if" we are going to run it- it is just that we will and whatever happens happens.
So, here I am, 5 weeks before the Hartford Marathon. These blogs will be much different from the ones 5 weeks before the Disney Marathon because now, I know what is coming. I know that I will face 26.2 miles and I know what to expect. It was nice being a first time marathoner. People can tell you what to expect, but you don't understand it until you run it. Until you pound the pavement for 26.2 miles and until you cross that finish line. It isn't until your foot crosses and you have to think "stop running" to yourself that you can fully understand what a marathon is like. It is hell. It is torture. It is pain like no other. But despite all of that, it is one of the most rewarding things, if not the most, that I have ever done. There is nothing like crossing the line and having a medal put around your neck and saying "I did it." And maybe I still have a skewed vision of the marathon because despite how bad it was, I know I can do it again, but maybe that is better. There is a saying that says you cannot run another marathon until you forget how bad your last one felt. That is not to say that I have forgotten the pain, because I haven't, in fact when I think back on the pain, I distinctly remember a part in the marathon when all I wanted to do was sit down. It was after the out and back before heading into Hollywood studios. We were going up a ramp and there was a DJ playing "YMCA" and putting my hands over my head to do it was like lifting the Great Wall of China. But, I did it and I remember how I felt. But I will use that to get me through the next 26.2. My only goal here is to beat my last time. If the weather works in our favor, I think it can get done. But if it doesn't, then we make adjustments and hope for good weather in Disney.
I guess my biggest challenge is that I will run Hartford on October 11 and exactly three months later, I will run Disney. I think that is a challenge in itself. But all in all, despite everything, the real, and perhaps best reason I am doing it and looking forward to it is that I'll again be doing it with my dad at my side.
Happy Running!
Monday, July 28, 2008
Count me in!
Today's Mileage: 10.1 hilly miles
Well, I am going to say that I am definitely out of whatever running slump I was in! What factors contributed to that slump? I don't know, but there are numerous possibilities. One could be that I was just plain sad to be back from the greatest trip ever with the greatest husband ever. Another could be that I hadn't run in 3 weeks and I enjoyed every minute of it. And finally, I just had no motivation- like I think I mentioned in my last blog.
So what caused me to get out of the slump? Well, again, there are a ton of answers, but a few stick out. I realized, during my lazy week home after the honeymoon, that I was sitting around all day feeling tired and lazy because I was not physically exerting myself. Then, last weekend, I ran in the Petit Family 5K in Plainville and did really well (16/64 in my division and 300/1298 overall), so maybe a little race like that was the motivation I needed to get my ass in gear. I began going to the gym last week and doing weights to get my arms and core in better shape and although I've only gone a couple times, I think it is already helping my running. I feel stronger and feel like I have more energy during my runs. I don't finish completely drained and my running posture has improved.
I think this is the push I needed and I feel great. My goal is 30 miles this week, but I still have four more days to run, so hopefully I'll beat my goal.
Happy Running!
Well, I am going to say that I am definitely out of whatever running slump I was in! What factors contributed to that slump? I don't know, but there are numerous possibilities. One could be that I was just plain sad to be back from the greatest trip ever with the greatest husband ever. Another could be that I hadn't run in 3 weeks and I enjoyed every minute of it. And finally, I just had no motivation- like I think I mentioned in my last blog.
So what caused me to get out of the slump? Well, again, there are a ton of answers, but a few stick out. I realized, during my lazy week home after the honeymoon, that I was sitting around all day feeling tired and lazy because I was not physically exerting myself. Then, last weekend, I ran in the Petit Family 5K in Plainville and did really well (16/64 in my division and 300/1298 overall), so maybe a little race like that was the motivation I needed to get my ass in gear. I began going to the gym last week and doing weights to get my arms and core in better shape and although I've only gone a couple times, I think it is already helping my running. I feel stronger and feel like I have more energy during my runs. I don't finish completely drained and my running posture has improved.
I think this is the push I needed and I feel great. My goal is 30 miles this week, but I still have four more days to run, so hopefully I'll beat my goal.
Happy Running!
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
A Runner's Slump
There is no question about it. . . I am in a serious running slump. I completely enjoyed the two weeks I had off while AJ and I were on our honeymoon, but since then, I have had little or no motivation to run. I guess I can attribute it partially to the fact that I truly enjoyed not running or thinking about it (ok, I thought about it a couple times) while I was on our honeymoon and now that I am back I know how far behind in my training I am. I know that last year at this time, I was in great shape and had an awesome 15 miler with my dad. It was at that time the longest run I'd had and it was awesome. And here I am, struggling with 5 miles. I know that I need to get my ass in gear and I need to go to the gym to get weights in my routine to work on my core, but maybe I know that once school starts again, the training I have put in will fall to the wayside because of everything else I do. I find myself making up excuses for why I am not running, when I know deep down that I have no valid excuse because there is no excuse for not running when I know I can. It is rather frustrating and it is quite the conflict that is going on in my head. I need to set goals for myself and I need to thoroughly think these goals through and write them down so that I know I have no excuse as to why I am not progressing towards accomplishing them. I need to realize I am not on my honeymoon anymore and there are no excuses. It is frustrating because I want to run, but at the same time, I don't want to run. Right now, I am falling behind in my training and I am slacking, and I guess I feel like at this point, what is another day of slacking? But this will be my last day. . . after today, there are no excuses.
Thursday, April 3, 2008
It's Been a While. . .
Well, it's been quite a while since I updated this. . . and figured it is time.
Since the marathon I have done a whole lot less running. Things have gotten busy with wedding stuff and I think I took too much time after the marathon to realize how much I enjoyed my weekends and not having to spend half a day running. . . however this has to change. I had planned on completing two more marathons this year- right now, looks like I'll only complete one. It will be in October, and I will still be in great shape from my training this coming summer, so hopefully I'll improve my time.
In the meantime, I have to start upping my mileage to run the Ironhorse Half Marathon on June 1. I really wanted to get another personal best there, but it is a hilly course and it may be rough to beat my fabulous time at the Hartford Half in October, but I will train hard for the next two months with the hopes of getting 1:50.
So here I go back to training. Running both weekend days and either going to the gym or running after work during the week. Running at night is easier now that the sun sets at 7- so much better for a night run than having to run around the same neighborhood for miles on end. I will begin updating this blog more as my motivation and will also work more on my core, which I had planned on doing after the marathon. I look forward to warmer weather so that I can enjoy the early morning runs in the warm weather again. I miss that.
Well, I guess that is all for now.
Until next time. . . happy running.
Since the marathon I have done a whole lot less running. Things have gotten busy with wedding stuff and I think I took too much time after the marathon to realize how much I enjoyed my weekends and not having to spend half a day running. . . however this has to change. I had planned on completing two more marathons this year- right now, looks like I'll only complete one. It will be in October, and I will still be in great shape from my training this coming summer, so hopefully I'll improve my time.
In the meantime, I have to start upping my mileage to run the Ironhorse Half Marathon on June 1. I really wanted to get another personal best there, but it is a hilly course and it may be rough to beat my fabulous time at the Hartford Half in October, but I will train hard for the next two months with the hopes of getting 1:50.
So here I go back to training. Running both weekend days and either going to the gym or running after work during the week. Running at night is easier now that the sun sets at 7- so much better for a night run than having to run around the same neighborhood for miles on end. I will begin updating this blog more as my motivation and will also work more on my core, which I had planned on doing after the marathon. I look forward to warmer weather so that I can enjoy the early morning runs in the warm weather again. I miss that.
Well, I guess that is all for now.
Until next time. . . happy running.
Friday, January 25, 2008
Spirit of the Marathon
Last night, Dad and I went to the one night viewing of "Spirit of the Marathon." We first heard about it about a month ago and I thought that it was great for it to come out not even two weeks after I would run my first marathon. It was absolutely wonderful. The way the director portrayed the emotions of a marathon and how they looked at first time marathoners experience to the experience of the elites (they highlighted Deena Kastor my personal favorite and Daniel Njenga). It was great. If you have run a marathon or are thinking about it- go. It will not only motivate you to train harder, but to experience a movie with a theater full of runners who understand and laugh at the guy that says he runs marathons for the t-shirts is great. Although it was one night only, they have added a second night on February 21. Go to marathonmovie.com to see if it is playing near you and make the effort to go- and stay after the credits for the extras. It is 2 hours you will not regret.
Happy Running!
Happy Running!
Saturday, January 19, 2008
Post-marathon run
Dad and I went out for my first post-marathon run today. I was very much looking forward to this run as I missed running this week. It was great to lace up my shoes again and step outside and be greeted by the cool, crisp mid-winter air. I figured it'd be an easy run today with a nice flat course, but apparently dad had something else in mind. I think he knew that I wanted to push it a bit and so up Hart Street we ran and did a couple more hills. We ended up doing 5.6 miles and it probably would have been more but I wanted to be done because my legs were getting tired because of the hills. I get a rest tomorrow because dad is working. I could go out running, but I want a day where I can do nothing. . . although maybe I'll decide in the morning to go for a run.
AJ and I are also heading back to the gym this week in the mornings. I plan to use this time to work on my core and gain a little upper-body muscle. My core is weak and it really affected my posture during the later miles in the marathon. I will work my abs hard and work my arms so they aren't as sore later in the runs. I will also use the days to get 5 miles in when it is too cold at night to run that far. Although I hate treadmills, miles are miles and I'll have to deal with running in place for that long. I have a lot of work to do and my training started today. The goal for the Holyoke Marathon the first weekend in May is 4 hours and 20 minutes.
In other news- 161 days until our wedding!
AJ and I are also heading back to the gym this week in the mornings. I plan to use this time to work on my core and gain a little upper-body muscle. My core is weak and it really affected my posture during the later miles in the marathon. I will work my abs hard and work my arms so they aren't as sore later in the runs. I will also use the days to get 5 miles in when it is too cold at night to run that far. Although I hate treadmills, miles are miles and I'll have to deal with running in place for that long. I have a lot of work to do and my training started today. The goal for the Holyoke Marathon the first weekend in May is 4 hours and 20 minutes.
In other news- 161 days until our wedding!
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
My first 26.2
Well, I'm back at home now. We arrived here Monday night around 11:30 and things have been crazy since. The marathon is over. Disney World 2008 is now done (until our honeymoon). The results have been calculated. My legs are FINALLY recovering. And what an experience it was.
To recap the race:
I woke up at 2:50AM to shower and get ready. I took a warm shower and woke up, got dressed, applied tons of sunscreen (which was sweat off before the sun came up) and loaded my feet with bodyglide to avoid chaffing and blisters. And off we went- on the bus by 3:50AM.
We got to the EPCOT center parking lot and checked our bags and then found a nice little spot of pavement to sit. The weather was a bit warmer and muggier than I would have liked, but it is Florida and that is what you have to expect. We relaxed until about 5:00 when we decided to begin following the crowd to the corrals to await the start of the race. On the way, dad stepped in a big puddle up to his ankle so that sucked, but we got through it. We sat in the corrals until about 5:45 when it was too exciting to sit anymore. Around 5:53 the National Anthem was sung and the wheelchairs left the starting line at 5:55. Five minutes later the official start of the race commenced with tons of fireworks and cheering from the 20000 runners that had been up since the wee hours of the morning. Although it took about 5-6 minutes to get to the starting line, it was a great experience.
I crossed the starting line and we were on our way. . . 26.2 miles in front of us and it was quite muggy. I was feeling great. We entered into EPCOT center near England and took a right and ran up the little hill towards France. We went through France and into Morocco (where I happily used a real bathroom due to my porta potty performance anxiety) and then into Japan and the American Adventure. We exited in Germany I think and were in backstage EPCOT when we met up with the other runners who beganin Corrals D-G. We then passed back by the starting line which didn't even look like the start anymore and wrapped around EPCOT. As we made our way towards the Magic Kingdom I was still feeling great. The miles were passing quickly and I was happy to see mile 6 because it meant only 20 more to go- I've run that many before! We took a quick walk break through a water station so I could take something in. We continued through Ticket and Transportation where I got a boost seeing Mom, AJ, Mel and Tony. We stopped for a picture and continued on our way into the Magic Kingdom and down Main Street USA. We ran into Tomorrowland where I again decided to pee in a real bathroom. We continued into Fantasyland where we saw Alice and the Mad Hatter and then through the Castle and into Liberty Square. We continued through Frontierland and out into backstage where I was thrilled to see a pirate ship with Captain Jack Sparrow!
On we continued past the Grand Floridian and the Polynesian where we again saw mom, AJ, Mel and Tony and then down a long road which is also about where the heat and humidity began bothering me. I realized how much further we had to go and hit a wall... but continued anyway. It was about mile 15 where I heard someone say "Mr. Martin?" "Amy?" And I turned my head to see Andy G that I went to high school with! It was sooooooo awesome! That was a boost that I needed. We talked to him for a while until we hit mile 16 and took our walk break. Andy- if you read this, you have no idea how much that chat helped me!
We entered animal kingdom where it smelled like poo and a man running near us joked and said it was gorilla poo and he knows because he is a poo-ologist- quite funny. We ran through Animal Kindgom and then towards Disney Studios (formerly known as MGM Studios) and let me just tell you that it seemed like forever and they are next to each other. We had this down and out thing we had to do and I was struggling. I was in so much pain and wanted to sit just for a second because my legs hated me, but I continued. We finally got into Disney Studios where I was thrilled to be running down the main street there because that meant it was almost over. We left Disney Studios and ended up on the boardwalk near the Yacht and Beach Club and ran from there back into EPCOT center. We went in the back way and ended up exactly where we started 23 miles ago- and entered near England and up that stupid hill which was no longer small, but like a mountain. . . yes, we walked up it. Then we went over the bridge and I was so happy to see mile 25 in France. On we continued, past Morocco, Japan, American Adventure (where i wanted to punch the asshole who was there saying "RUNNERS! Look to your left where you see other runners, that is where you are going!" I'm sorry- I don't want to hear that while running. . . I know where I am going- yes I was mad at this point). On we continued past all the other countries and finally into future world towards Spaceship Earth! No more walking now! There were people cheering and we saw Tracy and Stan and then Mel and Tony! WE WERE ALMOST THERE. We left through a cast entrance and were greeted by the awesome gospel choir singing fabulous tunes, rounded a corner and there it was- the finish line.
I wanted to cry- but I had no more liquid left in me. So we approached that fabulous line where my legs moved more than I thought they could and they carried me past the finish line holding my fathers hand and there it was- I completed my first marathon.
It took me 40 minutes longer than I wanted and finished in 5 hours and 9 minutes, but I finished. They put the medal around my neck and it was the greatest feeling ever. Despite what people said I couldn't do- I DID IT!
Looking back and ahead:
My first marathon is over. I finished in the top 30% of runners and am thrilled that I could be a part of it. I now know what it takes to finish a marathon and my new resolution for the year is to run harder and improve my time drastically. Granted, the weather plays a big role and my goal times were adjusted almost immediately on race day, but I know if I trained a bit harder, I would have done better. More long runs and I am not going to give in to that temptation to walk when I am being lazy. I want a good marathon time and I expect to get it. Also- did I mention I had no ankle pain the entire time?! I'm ready for my next challenge and on Saturday, I begin training for the Holyoke marathon in May along side my dad as he trains for his second Boston Marathon in April. I will push myself to become stronger and will also do a lot of work on my core.
Other stuff:
Champion was handing out medals to runners to give to people who helped them get where they are and my dad got one on Saturday because he ran the half marathon on Saturday and he gave me his and when I got mine on Sunday, I gave it to dad. He is my champion because without him, I could not have done what I did. And I am his champion because he knows there was a time when I didn't think I'd be able to run again and I am. . . and I will continue to do this.
Thank you to everyone who helped me get here- your support is my inspiration and motivation.
I will continue to update my blog as I train for my next race.
Gotta run!
To recap the race:
I woke up at 2:50AM to shower and get ready. I took a warm shower and woke up, got dressed, applied tons of sunscreen (which was sweat off before the sun came up) and loaded my feet with bodyglide to avoid chaffing and blisters. And off we went- on the bus by 3:50AM.
We got to the EPCOT center parking lot and checked our bags and then found a nice little spot of pavement to sit. The weather was a bit warmer and muggier than I would have liked, but it is Florida and that is what you have to expect. We relaxed until about 5:00 when we decided to begin following the crowd to the corrals to await the start of the race. On the way, dad stepped in a big puddle up to his ankle so that sucked, but we got through it. We sat in the corrals until about 5:45 when it was too exciting to sit anymore. Around 5:53 the National Anthem was sung and the wheelchairs left the starting line at 5:55. Five minutes later the official start of the race commenced with tons of fireworks and cheering from the 20000 runners that had been up since the wee hours of the morning. Although it took about 5-6 minutes to get to the starting line, it was a great experience.
I crossed the starting line and we were on our way. . . 26.2 miles in front of us and it was quite muggy. I was feeling great. We entered into EPCOT center near England and took a right and ran up the little hill towards France. We went through France and into Morocco (where I happily used a real bathroom due to my porta potty performance anxiety) and then into Japan and the American Adventure. We exited in Germany I think and were in backstage EPCOT when we met up with the other runners who beganin Corrals D-G. We then passed back by the starting line which didn't even look like the start anymore and wrapped around EPCOT. As we made our way towards the Magic Kingdom I was still feeling great. The miles were passing quickly and I was happy to see mile 6 because it meant only 20 more to go- I've run that many before! We took a quick walk break through a water station so I could take something in. We continued through Ticket and Transportation where I got a boost seeing Mom, AJ, Mel and Tony. We stopped for a picture and continued on our way into the Magic Kingdom and down Main Street USA. We ran into Tomorrowland where I again decided to pee in a real bathroom. We continued into Fantasyland where we saw Alice and the Mad Hatter and then through the Castle and into Liberty Square. We continued through Frontierland and out into backstage where I was thrilled to see a pirate ship with Captain Jack Sparrow!
On we continued past the Grand Floridian and the Polynesian where we again saw mom, AJ, Mel and Tony and then down a long road which is also about where the heat and humidity began bothering me. I realized how much further we had to go and hit a wall... but continued anyway. It was about mile 15 where I heard someone say "Mr. Martin?" "Amy?" And I turned my head to see Andy G that I went to high school with! It was sooooooo awesome! That was a boost that I needed. We talked to him for a while until we hit mile 16 and took our walk break. Andy- if you read this, you have no idea how much that chat helped me!
We entered animal kingdom where it smelled like poo and a man running near us joked and said it was gorilla poo and he knows because he is a poo-ologist- quite funny. We ran through Animal Kindgom and then towards Disney Studios (formerly known as MGM Studios) and let me just tell you that it seemed like forever and they are next to each other. We had this down and out thing we had to do and I was struggling. I was in so much pain and wanted to sit just for a second because my legs hated me, but I continued. We finally got into Disney Studios where I was thrilled to be running down the main street there because that meant it was almost over. We left Disney Studios and ended up on the boardwalk near the Yacht and Beach Club and ran from there back into EPCOT center. We went in the back way and ended up exactly where we started 23 miles ago- and entered near England and up that stupid hill which was no longer small, but like a mountain. . . yes, we walked up it. Then we went over the bridge and I was so happy to see mile 25 in France. On we continued, past Morocco, Japan, American Adventure (where i wanted to punch the asshole who was there saying "RUNNERS! Look to your left where you see other runners, that is where you are going!" I'm sorry- I don't want to hear that while running. . . I know where I am going- yes I was mad at this point). On we continued past all the other countries and finally into future world towards Spaceship Earth! No more walking now! There were people cheering and we saw Tracy and Stan and then Mel and Tony! WE WERE ALMOST THERE. We left through a cast entrance and were greeted by the awesome gospel choir singing fabulous tunes, rounded a corner and there it was- the finish line.
I wanted to cry- but I had no more liquid left in me. So we approached that fabulous line where my legs moved more than I thought they could and they carried me past the finish line holding my fathers hand and there it was- I completed my first marathon.
It took me 40 minutes longer than I wanted and finished in 5 hours and 9 minutes, but I finished. They put the medal around my neck and it was the greatest feeling ever. Despite what people said I couldn't do- I DID IT!
Looking back and ahead:
My first marathon is over. I finished in the top 30% of runners and am thrilled that I could be a part of it. I now know what it takes to finish a marathon and my new resolution for the year is to run harder and improve my time drastically. Granted, the weather plays a big role and my goal times were adjusted almost immediately on race day, but I know if I trained a bit harder, I would have done better. More long runs and I am not going to give in to that temptation to walk when I am being lazy. I want a good marathon time and I expect to get it. Also- did I mention I had no ankle pain the entire time?! I'm ready for my next challenge and on Saturday, I begin training for the Holyoke marathon in May along side my dad as he trains for his second Boston Marathon in April. I will push myself to become stronger and will also do a lot of work on my core.
Other stuff:
Champion was handing out medals to runners to give to people who helped them get where they are and my dad got one on Saturday because he ran the half marathon on Saturday and he gave me his and when I got mine on Sunday, I gave it to dad. He is my champion because without him, I could not have done what I did. And I am his champion because he knows there was a time when I didn't think I'd be able to run again and I am. . . and I will continue to do this.
Thank you to everyone who helped me get here- your support is my inspiration and motivation.
I will continue to update my blog as I train for my next race.
Gotta run!
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
"GOOD LUCK MISS MARTIN!"
I went to work this morning thinking it would be like any other Tuesday, except this one was before leaving for a marathon, so I was excited and looking forward to the day being over.
Well, once morning announcements were done, I knew my day would be changed. Dawn (my principal) made an announcement to the entire school, telling the students to wish me luck and congratulations when they saw me today because I would be running in the Walt Disney World Marathon on Sunday.
WOW! I was surprised at this announcement, but I can't tell you how much it changed my outlook.
As I was on my way to the dining room to meet my students, I got at least 3 good lucks in the hall and they kept coming all day. I happened to be by the door when the fifth graders were going out for recess and it was a procession of about 180 students saying good luck to me. These well wishes went on all day- my favorite coming from the young ones who didn't quite understand and said "Happy disney race!" At the end of the day, during bus duty, I got many more- some even coming from students yelling out open windows of the bus as it was pulling away. These well wishes left me feeling nothing short of wonderful.
Yes, I realize I have been getting these wishes for a while now, but I don't know what it is about hearing these things from kids who can barely fathom running one mile yet alone 26. The sincerity of their well wishes and how excited they were was that final boost of confidence i have been waiting for. Regardless of how much I will tell them or whether they know or understand it or not- those good lucks will carry me through the toughest parts of the race and I will never forget them.
I am ready for this race and what awaits me in those 26.2 magical miles in Disney World and I cannot wait to be one of the thousands of people running through Disney on Sunday morning.
Love and hugs to all! Until Sunday!
Well, once morning announcements were done, I knew my day would be changed. Dawn (my principal) made an announcement to the entire school, telling the students to wish me luck and congratulations when they saw me today because I would be running in the Walt Disney World Marathon on Sunday.
WOW! I was surprised at this announcement, but I can't tell you how much it changed my outlook.
As I was on my way to the dining room to meet my students, I got at least 3 good lucks in the hall and they kept coming all day. I happened to be by the door when the fifth graders were going out for recess and it was a procession of about 180 students saying good luck to me. These well wishes went on all day- my favorite coming from the young ones who didn't quite understand and said "Happy disney race!" At the end of the day, during bus duty, I got many more- some even coming from students yelling out open windows of the bus as it was pulling away. These well wishes left me feeling nothing short of wonderful.
Yes, I realize I have been getting these wishes for a while now, but I don't know what it is about hearing these things from kids who can barely fathom running one mile yet alone 26. The sincerity of their well wishes and how excited they were was that final boost of confidence i have been waiting for. Regardless of how much I will tell them or whether they know or understand it or not- those good lucks will carry me through the toughest parts of the race and I will never forget them.
I am ready for this race and what awaits me in those 26.2 magical miles in Disney World and I cannot wait to be one of the thousands of people running through Disney on Sunday morning.
Love and hugs to all! Until Sunday!
She told me I can't. . .
I went to my dermatologist yesterday for my 6 month check up. I told her nothing has changed as far as my skin goes, but I told her about my ankle pain when running, explaining that I'm running a marathon on Sunday and that I'm pretty sure the pain comes from the lack of skin and muscle there. Well, she began by asking me this:
"Well, if I told you not to run on Sunday would you listen to me?"
To which I replied, "absolutely not."
She replied with, "Well, run on Sunday, but I am going to say not to run any more marathons after it."
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. . . and here is the perfect example. . . she told me I can't do something. . . and then continues to speak to me as if I don't know that if it starts hurting I need to take it easy. . . does she take me for some kind of idiot? It is absolutely ridiculous.
On top of that, if she was really concerned about what is causing the pain, you would think she would send me to a doctor who could fix it or help it be more comfortable, right? Well, she said she doesn't know who she would send me to and wants to see me in 6 months again- like always- and if she has to, she will look into a scleroderma specialist she can send me to that is an internist. So she wants me to take it easy, but will do nothing to figure out what is causing it and just assuming it is scleroderma related.
Well, again here I am saying what my ID band says "Don't tell me I can't" because clearly it only makes me want to do it more and better to prove them wrong.
Bottom line:
Don't tell me I can't, because I will.
We leave for Florida at 4AM tomorrow. . . wish me luck!
"Well, if I told you not to run on Sunday would you listen to me?"
To which I replied, "absolutely not."
She replied with, "Well, run on Sunday, but I am going to say not to run any more marathons after it."
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. . . and here is the perfect example. . . she told me I can't do something. . . and then continues to speak to me as if I don't know that if it starts hurting I need to take it easy. . . does she take me for some kind of idiot? It is absolutely ridiculous.
On top of that, if she was really concerned about what is causing the pain, you would think she would send me to a doctor who could fix it or help it be more comfortable, right? Well, she said she doesn't know who she would send me to and wants to see me in 6 months again- like always- and if she has to, she will look into a scleroderma specialist she can send me to that is an internist. So she wants me to take it easy, but will do nothing to figure out what is causing it and just assuming it is scleroderma related.
Well, again here I am saying what my ID band says "Don't tell me I can't" because clearly it only makes me want to do it more and better to prove them wrong.
Bottom line:
Don't tell me I can't, because I will.
We leave for Florida at 4AM tomorrow. . . wish me luck!
Friday, January 4, 2008
I dedicate my miles. . .
With the marathon a mere week away, I have been doing a lot of reflecting on how I got to where I am and whenever I do this I can't help but think of all the people who have helped me get here. I have also been thinking that if I dedicate each mile of the race to someone, if I am feeling crappy, I can think about that person and not letting them down knowing that I am running "their mile." So, below you will find my mile dedications. I promise to each of you that regardless of how crappy I feel, I will think of how you helped me on my way to the marathon and run my best!
1- My parents- without them I wouldn't be able to start the race!
2- My dad- he's my coach and without him, I wouldn't be able to start.
3- AJ- because he deals with the fact that I don't sleep in on Saturday and Sunday mornings, instead I go out and run.
4- Melissa- because she's the best oldest sister I could ask for!
5- Tracy- because she's the best middle sister I could ask for
6- Grandpa- because when I crossed the finish line of my first race he was there, and he will be in my heart like he always is.
7- Dr. Goldgeier and Karen Landt- my dermatologists in Rochester, without whom I might not be walking
8- My Nazareth Family- because they supported me while I was sick and when I was running my half marathons
9- Anarion- because when I get home from a run and I am sweaty and smelly, he still wants to cuddle on my lap.
10- My principal, Dawn- for supporting me and letting me miss work to run the race.
11- Dr. Millstone- my current dermatologist for keeping me healthy!
12- The Game Night Crew- for understanding that I start falling asleep at 10 because I have to get up early and run the next day.
13- Valsicle gets the half way mark because the messages she leaves on my facebook wall as support and encouragement will help carry me past this point.
14- Dr. Bevilaqua- the doctor that said I wouldn't be walking- look at me now!
15- My Scleroderma friends in Rochester- you know every mile is for you. Your strength and encouragement got me healthy.
16- Dad (again) because I am pretty sure by now I'll be hurting and he'll be so positive and encouraging.
17- Gramma- because the strength you showed while you were sick is the strength I will need to run the next 9.
18- Grandpa- I never knew you- but this one is for you.
19- Jenn and Laura- because I love you girls!
20- Marissa- because your positive outlook on life is the positive outlook I will need to finish the next 6 miles!
21- My students- because regardless of whether they know it or not- they keep me moving and keep me young.
22- To those of you that I have never met that have read and commented on my blog- taking the time to read a complete strangers blog and leave words of inspiration and motivation is enough to keep me going as I close in on the finish line. (Remember I'm new to the blogging world I have no idea random people could read my blog! THANK YOU!)
23- To anyone who ever said I can't- I CAN! So don't tell me I can't.
24- My future in-laws- because your support and encouragement helped get me here.
25- To me- Because if I didn't have the courage to start- I wouldn't have the will to make it here.
26- To All my Friends and Family- I love you all, thank you for everything you have done to support me on my road to the marathon and while I run. I could NEVER make it to mile 26 without your support and encouragement. You are the reason I am so healthy today. I love you all dearly and I cannot thank you enough.
So there they are. . . all my dedications. I have put in all the miles (859.6 to be exact since I started training on January 14, 2007), I am mentally prepared. . . and next Sunday, I will run for each and every one of you because you all deserve it.
I will try to write one more blog before leaving for Florida, if not, I look forward to posting my times.
For those of you that are wondering- my goals are as follows: (dad says we needed to make 3)
The time I REALLY want: 4:20
The time I would be happy with: 4:40
The time I'd be ok with: 4:50
Love and hugs!
a
1- My parents- without them I wouldn't be able to start the race!
2- My dad- he's my coach and without him, I wouldn't be able to start.
3- AJ- because he deals with the fact that I don't sleep in on Saturday and Sunday mornings, instead I go out and run.
4- Melissa- because she's the best oldest sister I could ask for!
5- Tracy- because she's the best middle sister I could ask for
6- Grandpa- because when I crossed the finish line of my first race he was there, and he will be in my heart like he always is.
7- Dr. Goldgeier and Karen Landt- my dermatologists in Rochester, without whom I might not be walking
8- My Nazareth Family- because they supported me while I was sick and when I was running my half marathons
9- Anarion- because when I get home from a run and I am sweaty and smelly, he still wants to cuddle on my lap.
10- My principal, Dawn- for supporting me and letting me miss work to run the race.
11- Dr. Millstone- my current dermatologist for keeping me healthy!
12- The Game Night Crew- for understanding that I start falling asleep at 10 because I have to get up early and run the next day.
13- Valsicle gets the half way mark because the messages she leaves on my facebook wall as support and encouragement will help carry me past this point.
14- Dr. Bevilaqua- the doctor that said I wouldn't be walking- look at me now!
15- My Scleroderma friends in Rochester- you know every mile is for you. Your strength and encouragement got me healthy.
16- Dad (again) because I am pretty sure by now I'll be hurting and he'll be so positive and encouraging.
17- Gramma- because the strength you showed while you were sick is the strength I will need to run the next 9.
18- Grandpa- I never knew you- but this one is for you.
19- Jenn and Laura- because I love you girls!
20- Marissa- because your positive outlook on life is the positive outlook I will need to finish the next 6 miles!
21- My students- because regardless of whether they know it or not- they keep me moving and keep me young.
22- To those of you that I have never met that have read and commented on my blog- taking the time to read a complete strangers blog and leave words of inspiration and motivation is enough to keep me going as I close in on the finish line. (Remember I'm new to the blogging world I have no idea random people could read my blog! THANK YOU!)
23- To anyone who ever said I can't- I CAN! So don't tell me I can't.
24- My future in-laws- because your support and encouragement helped get me here.
25- To me- Because if I didn't have the courage to start- I wouldn't have the will to make it here.
26- To All my Friends and Family- I love you all, thank you for everything you have done to support me on my road to the marathon and while I run. I could NEVER make it to mile 26 without your support and encouragement. You are the reason I am so healthy today. I love you all dearly and I cannot thank you enough.
So there they are. . . all my dedications. I have put in all the miles (859.6 to be exact since I started training on January 14, 2007), I am mentally prepared. . . and next Sunday, I will run for each and every one of you because you all deserve it.
I will try to write one more blog before leaving for Florida, if not, I look forward to posting my times.
For those of you that are wondering- my goals are as follows: (dad says we needed to make 3)
The time I REALLY want: 4:20
The time I would be happy with: 4:40
The time I'd be ok with: 4:50
Love and hugs!
a
Wednesday, January 2, 2008
Final Notice!
When I checked my e-mail yesterday, I was greeted with the Marathon Newsletter from Disney World that graces my mailbox with its presence every few weeks. . . but yesterdays was the one that I was both dreading and waiting to arrive entitled: "FINAL RACE INSTRUCTIONS FOR THE WALT DISNEY WORLD MARATHON." They even put it in all capital letters so it really sticks out in the inbox as being important. A bit overwhelming and exciting and scary all at the same time.
On our run today as we were running the last steps, I asked me dad if I could do it. . . he jokingly said "definitely not." I asked again, this time rewording my question to "do you think I'm ready for this, dad?" He said, "Aim, I KNOW you're ready." It is reassuring to know my dad has so much confidence in me and he also reassures me every day that the stress and anxiety I am feeling is normal. . . I do know I am ready for it. . . and I know I will be thrilled when I am done, but now that my FINAL NOTICE has arrived. . . it is all more real than it has been so far. . . it is going to finally happen. . . after a year of training. . . I gotta say. . . it is about time!
On our run today as we were running the last steps, I asked me dad if I could do it. . . he jokingly said "definitely not." I asked again, this time rewording my question to "do you think I'm ready for this, dad?" He said, "Aim, I KNOW you're ready." It is reassuring to know my dad has so much confidence in me and he also reassures me every day that the stress and anxiety I am feeling is normal. . . I do know I am ready for it. . . and I know I will be thrilled when I am done, but now that my FINAL NOTICE has arrived. . . it is all more real than it has been so far. . . it is going to finally happen. . . after a year of training. . . I gotta say. . . it is about time!
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