sometimes a good a$$ kicking is what you need the most

I'm pretty sure that I had signed up for the 2009 Myrtle Beach half marathon before Kain was even born. I was chomping at the bit to race. You see, the unexpected second pregnancy had put a damper on my new found hobby of running. Somewhere around 20 weeks, due to some complications, Dr. L put a big ban on running. As any mom will confirm, there is nothing I wouldn't do for the health and safety of my babies, so running was sidelined. But not without a ton of whining on my part.

I missed it. I missed it more than I missed beer and deli meat during my first pregnancy. I literally dreamt of racing, waking up the next morning sad that it was all just a dream. My legs yearned for the burning feeling. Ask any of the moms in the CM running group and they will tell you, I spent the last 18 weeks of my pregnancy complaining and raging green with envy over their race reports, good and bad. Even my baby shower was running themed (thanks to my sisters and friends!) and the gift of a double B.O.B. stroller put me over the edge. I NEEDED to run. And I vowed to be a die-hard runner once again, as soon as this baby was evicted from my womb.

Ignorance is bliss, I guess!

Kain was born about a week early, in a fast, easy labor. Well, as easy as labor can be. We came in after breakfast, had a baby before lunch. Can't beat that, really. 24 hours later, when I asked my doctor how soon I could resume normal exercise and running, she said whenever I wanted. I'm pretty sure she misunderstood my question. Honestly, I knew better, but being the stubborn girl I am, 7 days after the birth of my baby, I went out for a run, under the disapproving looks from Rich and my mother. It had been about 5 months since I last ran. Not to mention my body was certainly far from recovered. But I ran. A couple of times that week. And you know what? It hurt. BAD. I didn't want to admit it to all of the people who thought I was crazy, but they were right. So I took a little more time off.

Life with two babies was very hard for me to adjust to. A lot harder than life with one baby. If Rowen was sleeping, Kain was awake. If Kain was sleeping, Rowen was awake. And when they were both awake, they both needed my attention. Some toddler life altering situation always seemed to always pop up right when I started nursing the baby. It was hard. And then I had to go back to work.

Before I knew it, Valentines Day weekend had stumbled upon us, and Holly and Jim showed up for our 5th annual Myrtle Beach Marathon weekend. I hadn't run one mile since the week after Kain was born, back in October, and here I was signed up to run a half marathon. We went to the expo and I went through the motions. For the first time in my running career, I was dreading a race. At the expo, I spent time talking to people I knew about everything BUT running. I felt a somewhat resentment towards all of the fit looking people in their various race T-shirts and dri-wicking hats, oogling all of the goodies at the expo, full to the brim with excitement and anticipation. I used to be one of them. I wondered how many people were about to run their first half or full marathon. I wondered if they had religiously trained every weekend leading up to this race, yet still not knowing what they were in for. I, unfortunately, knew exactly what I was in for.

The next morning I woke up with Holly at 5:00 am. I spent literally 30 minutes trying on running clothes, then stripping them off in frustration and throwing them on floor, moving on to the next outfit. NOTHING fit. Heck, nothing had been tried on in almost a full year at this point. I finally found something I could live with and huffed out to the kitchen where I ate a bagel. We got in the car and headed to the start.

At some point, Holly said to me "you know you don't HAVE to do this". I knew I didn't. In fact I knew it was probably pretty stupid. But a) I'm too stubborn, b) I didn't want to break out "streak", and c) I'm too stubborn. I toed that start line.

The first 3 miles were run on pure adrenaline and feeding off the race day excitement from the other runners. Albeit not fast, I ran the first 3 miles straight. I kept saying, incredibly cockily, "I can't believe I haven't run in FOREVER and I'm about to cross the first 5k mark". Bless Holly for not slapping me in the back of the head V-8 commercial style. I was in for a rude awakening. Somewhere right past the 3 miler marker, I told Holly I needed to walk, but I would catch right back up to her.

The next time I'd see Holly was when she was waiting for me at the finish line.

The next 10 miles were MISERABLE. I would run for, oh, 30 seconds at best, before stopping to walk. I had nothing in me. I was so incredibly out of shape, and had no business being out there. I was defeated and the race had barely started. At least my running skirt was cute, and somewhat hid the post baby flubber! Before I knew it, I was toward the back of the pack. Racers were few and further between, and spectators had already left to head to the finish line to cheer in their friends and family. I was miserable, but I couldn't help but be amused.
The things I do to myself, haha.

I wanted nothing more than to be done with that race, but I trudged on. If I woke up this early and struggled through this nonsense, then darn it I want a medal.

I finished that race in my slowest race time, second to the year we slowly WALKED the entire race when I was pregnant with Rowen.

2:54:20. 13 minutes slower than my first ever half marathon, when I again, didn't train, and had no idea what I was in for, and 54 minutes slower than my last half marathon, a year before (6 weeks pregnant with Kain).

It was humbling. And it's influence on my running could have gone either way.

Luckily, it lit a fire under my @ss. And for that, I will forever be thankful of the miserable 2009 Myrtle Beach half marathon. If it wasn't for this race, I might have kept putting off running...using the excuse of being caught up in the chaos that is a busy mom's life.

But instead, I started running the next week. Did my first 5k post baby a few weeks later, and started this running blog.

6 months later, I ran a 2:00:26 at the Virgina Beach Rock n Roll half marathon, and was pissed with my time. Looking back now, that's hysterical. I took 53 minutes and 34 seconds off since my last half marathon, and I was angry I wasn't faster. Hahahaha. What is it they say about hindsight?

2009 has been a fantastic year in every sense.

I've watched my two, beautiful baby boys grow...Rowen from a timid two year old to a blabbering, headstrong 3 going on 16 year old, and Kain from a helpless infant to a toddling, independent, mischievous 1 year old. I've watched their friendship grow, from the days Rowen wanted me to "get rid of baby", to now when he can't wait for Kain to wake up from his nap so they can play.

I've gone back to school to finish pursuing my career and passion. I've built a stronger relationship with Rich.

I've watched my running grow stronger day by day, and have come to accept the fact that slow and steady progress is good, expecting to go from baby to a Boston Qualifying time over night in my first few years of running is not. I really have come so far.

So while I hate to say good bye to 2009, I can't wait to see what 2010 holds in store for me. For all of us. Thank you everyone, for sharing this journey with me!

Have a Happy New Year, and be safe tonight! Me, well i have a 5k to rest up for in the morning. No better way to start of 2010!

Happy Running, friends!

Do they make cheese flavored GU to go with this WHINE?

First off, you people are INCREDIBLE. I never imagined that in the first 36 hours after I posted the awesome running gear raffle to benefit the UCF I would raise $740!!! I am just blown away by the generosity. If I could reach through the computer screen and hug each and every one of you personally, I would! THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!! For those of you who haven't had a chance to check it out yet, follow this link to the raffle. Thanks for your continued support!!

Last night I read a hysterical post by Punk Rock Tri Guy about race addictions and how we are all a bunch of big babies wearing bibs and attracted to shiny things. I laughed, and nodded at the parts I could relate to (who am I kidding, I related to all of it).

And now, I find myself being the perfect "exhibit A" for Ron's post, because I currently find myself throwing a mini "I wanna race" temper tantrum.

Earlier this afternoon, I was attempting to earn my keep as an assistant organizer in the local meetup-mommy group (I swear I'm surprised they haven't demoted me by now) by posting some local races to the calendar. After doing so, one of the other members mentioned a half marathon, next week, in a town about an hour away. Whaaat? I didn't know about this one!

OF COURSE, now I want to run this race. In my tempertantrum state I'd almost say I NEED to run this race, but I know that is silly. I just really really really want to go! And I promise I won't race, I'll save the PR attempt for Myrtle Beach in February as planned. No, instead it could be just a leisurely training run...but instead of dodging cars and weird looks from neighbors I will have insta-cheerleaders, dixie cups of water handed to me, and a shiny medal at the finish line. Last 13 miler I did here at home I was handed a baby with a full diaper at the finish line. At least he was cute!

Why am I so addicted to racing? Is it the atmosphere? The energy? Or is it because I am instantly surrounded by hundreds, sometimes thousands, of others just like me? Those who don't give me the funny raised eyebrow when I respond to their question of "what did you do this morning" with "made the kids breakfast, ran 15 miles, folded some laundry..."

Maybe it's just having people around me, period. I used to complain about running solo. I have a crazy schedule and take my running time whenever I can, usually at a few minutes notice. The only running partners who I can ever seem to keep a running date with are my own kids in the jog stroller. But over time, I've grown to appreciate the quiet time. Let's be real, what mother of two toddlers doesn't appreciate alone time! I'm able to push myself when I want to, and not feel as though I have to apologize for holding someone else back on those off days. Still...it gets pretty lonely out there, especially when approaching the 2 hour + mark. People watching is fun. Passing the same houses in the same neighborhood again and again tends to be a bit mind numbing. Races are a nice change of pace (no pun intended!)

And did I mention I love the medals? Silly, I know, that I take such pride in material objects. I hear of so many other runners who toss their medals in storage or give them to their kids. Me? I put mine on display like each one is an Olympic gold medal. Contrary to popular belief (well, I've heard it once or twice at least), running doesn't come easily to me. Heck, I don't think a marathon comes easily to anyone, short of the 50-100 mile ultra runners. So my medals hang on the wall, as a reminder of my accomplishments, from the good races, to the miserable ones I stuck with and didn't quit. And they remind me of just how far I've come in the last couple of years, from the days I only hopped on a treadmill for a mile once every few months in a lousy attempt to burn some of that beer gut away.

Oh, and I think they are pretty :)

Alas, as awesome blog pal Tall Mom Mel says, I am a mom first, runner second, and so there are other priorities. Family plans for the day come first. Bills must be paid, and food in the fridge (I can't even begin to tell you how much these kids eat!) before I consider dropping money on some dixie cups of water and a shiny half marathon medal. I can afterall, get the same distance here at home, for free. DARN YOU RACES for being SO EXPENSIVE! A $20 entry fee here and there I can justify, but $65 on a whim for an unplanned race? Not so much. If it all comes together, however...don't think I won't toe that start line! Looks like it's time to shmooze the customers on my bartending shift this Monday, HAHA!

I LOVE RACING!

my odometer is low!!

First things first... if you didn't see the kick butt raffle FULL of running goodies I posted last night, CHECK IT OUT NOW!! I am so THRILLED to announce that since I posted last night, we've had $100 in donations already!! THANK YOU THANK YOU for your support everyone! Keep spreading the word!

(now on with the blog post...)


4 more days in 2009.

This year, I raced:

2 full marathons

2 half marathons

5-5k's.

And my training mileage? Let's say it's not NEARLY in the ballpark of where it should be for having run 2 full marathons this year. (daily mile to the right isn't correct, I did, at least, run more than 370 miles!)

oops.

I'm not one for excuses but this time I'll cut myself some slack by pulling the "getting used to a new baby AND two year old, work, and college full time" card.

This excuse expires at 11:59 p.m. on December 31st, 2009.

I am in total awe of people who train for ultra marathons. My friend Tara is currently training for the Rocky Racoon 100 mile race in February. 100 miles in one race. I can't wrap my mind around that idea, nevermind around the fact that she is currently running 90 mile training weeks, while taking care of her kids. While I don't aspire to run a 90 mile week, nevermind an ultra, anytime soon (I won't say never, those ladies are awfully inspiring and their insanity tends to wear off on others...), I would like to increase my mileage in 2010 to be, if nothing else, more consistant.

In a previous post, I made my resolution to take 2010 in stride when it comes to my running, and enjoy whatever challenges are thrown my way without burning myself out. And that resolution still stands, and can still stand while I reach for some super fun goals. So here they are!

-Mileage:

Goal A (the reasonable, attainable goal): 2010 km (that's 1248.96 miles) in 2010

Goal B (still attainable, but don't kill myself trying goal) 2010 miles (that's still 2010 miles) in 2010

- GET IN THE POOL!! (sent my email!)

-GET ON THE BIKE!!

-exceed my goal of raising $1,000 for the Ulman Cancer Fund through TEAM FIGHT!

So, to sum up the 2010 goals.... TRAIN, Heather, TRAIN!!

Anyone want to share their total mileage for 2009 (as of today?)

DON'T MISS THIS ONE!!

Want to win ALL of this?

Well keep reading! (yeah, it's kind of long, but look at all those goodies! It will be worth it!)

As most of you know, I am racing my 2010 season once again as a proud member of Team Fight (hey look, that's me on the main page! woo!) in support of the Ulman Cancer Fund for Young Adults.

The UCF provides support programs, education and resources, free of charge, to young adults, their families and friends, who are affected by cancer. The Ulman Cancer Fund is the primary support through funding behind Cancer to 5k, a program very close to my heart. Created by my beautiful sister Holly Shoemaker, Cancer to 5k is a training program designed to introduce and/or reintroduce cancer survivors to physical activity by providing them with the training program, coaches, encouragement and support necessary to complete a 5K. Again, this is provided FREE OF CHARGE to all participants! To continue providing these awesome programs, The Ulman Fund needs your support.

While sitting around avoiding studying for finals, I came up with the idea to host an online raffle of sorts to benefit the UCF. I contacted a bunch of companies, hoping to hear back from a few. And well, the results were overwhelming. Help poured in, and before I knew it, I had enough donations to put together multiple, awesome raffles. A HUGE thank you for all of your help!!

The first one will be geared towards running moms, because after all , this is "Run Faster Mommy!" and I hold a special place in my heart for all of you baby/toddler/teen/grandchild wrangling speedsters! Of course, this is also open to anyone who knows a special running lady in their life (or really likes pink, haha).

Without further ado...the goods! The winner of this raffle will receive ALL of the following:



$31.50 gift card to Road I.D.


If you don't have a Road I.D. product, you NEED to get one. Hopefully you will never have to use it, but it is a safety precaution that every runner/cyclist should take. The gift certificate allows you to choose from a variety of products (shoe ID, wrist ID, ankle ID, etc) and customize your personal information. Already have an I.D.? Then check out some of the neat accessories and apparel available!




run u mother reflective running hat


I LOVE this company and everything it stands for, and I'm so glad they were able to help out with this raffle! About the hat:


The light weight dry wick material and breathable side vents let the air in and the sweat band under the cap keeps moisture away from your eyes. The reflective tape at the back closure and around the bill ensure you’ll be visible after dark.










36 GU ENERGY gel packs


6 of each of the following flavors:
Espresso Love
Tri-berry
Orange Burst
Strawberry Banana
Vanilla Bean
Lemon Sublime
"Simple to take, simple to digest, GU Energy Gel provides just what you need for premium exercise fuel and none of the extras that slow you down. GU takes you where you want to go, fast.
Launched in 1991, the world’s first energy gel is still the most efficient sports fuel available today. GU’s carbohydrate blend delivers high-quality, easily-digested and long-lasting energy for athletes in every sport and at all levels."

a few goodies from Recovery Socks

I am a HUGE advocate of the recovery sock. I don't own this particular brand, but I know many people who do and love them as much as I love mine! In this giveaway you will receive a pair of the Recovery socks. Shown are Pink size small women's 6.5-8.5/mens 5-7.5) but I will switch them out for the Silver size Medium (women's 9-11/men's 8-10)if you prefer. Also a pair of VitalSox (a low cut gradual compression sock) in your choice of size S,M, or L. (color varies depending on size, the S and L are white instead of black)Lastly, a Recovery sock sweatband!

No Slip! No Drip! BONDI BANDS!

I'm sure you've seen pictures of me rocking mine. Comfy, colorful, and creative headbands to fit every lifestyle and personality. The winner will receive two, one solid black and one sparkly swirly pink! (And if you are looking for their kick butt pony tail wicking hats...stay tuned for the next raffle!!)

Running Charm Necklace from Lift Your Sole

This picture does not do this necklace justice. It is BEAUTIFUL! Owner Jill personalized the necklace for this raffle, with three silver charms reading "run", "courage" and "believe". What a beautiful, stylish reminder of the sport we all love! Check out their website to find perfect gifts for the runners in your life!

a pair of EXPERIA socks from Thorlos.

They also sent me a pair to try out (have to write the review still) but I'll just say that I am giddy every time I see them in the clean laundry pile! Incredibly soft and cushiony. These socks are designed for high performance runners, cyclists, hikers and fitness walkers who prefer a minimal amount of foot protection. These socks are a size
small, fitting shoe size W 7-9 or M6-8

Halo II pullover headband (in pink of course!)

Halo Headbands are technically designed to keep sweat and sunscreen out of your eyes and off your glasses while training, working out, racing, or just working hard.Every Halo Headband includes our soft and comfortable Sweat Block Technology.This exclusive water-tight seal redirects sweat away from your face. The pullover is thin and works great under helmets!

3 packs of Honey Stinger energy chews

I'll probably keep these people in business with my own nutritional needs, haha! I've been using these since AFTER my last marathon, and I've yet to have a *single* stomach cramp with them. What's more, they aren't as hard/chewy as some other chews, so they are easier for me to take on the run

Honey stingers are an organic, natural energy gel made from a combination of pure Honey, pure water, Salt, Potassium Citrate and Vitamin B Complex (Niacin, Pantothenic Acid, B1, B2, B6, B12). The chews are pomegranate flavor (really yummy) and contain multiple carbohydrate source: glucose, fructose, maltose, sucrose. 160 calories per package.

Last but CERTAINLY not least, your very own official Cancer to 5k gear! Show your support for this AMAZING program!

You will get a women's fit Zorrel Dri-Balance shirt. It's a size L, but these things run super small. I'd say it will fit like a men's size Small t-shirt, only a bit more fitted.

Also, a Cancer to 5k water bottle, and a LIVESTRONG bracelet.

Now, what you've been waiting for "HOW DO I ENTER TO WIN THIS AWESOME PILE OF GOODIES?"

1) go to http://www.active.com/donate/teamfight2010/heathergannoe and make a donation for your virtual "raffle tickets" (all donations are tax deductable!)

$5 gets you one (1) entry
$10 gets you three (3) entries
$20 gets you ten (10) entries
$50 gets you thirty (30) entries
$100 gets you seventy (70) entries (hey, a girls gotta dream big!)

**also, the first four (4) people to donate $50 or more automatically receive a little goody bag with some GU, a recovery sock sweatband, and Livestrong bracelet.

If you don't have a blogger account, no problem! Just make sure you put your email address in the contact info when donating, so I can contact you if you are the winner!

There is no need to leave a comment if you don't want to (although I love hearing from you!) since active.com sends me an email letting me know the details of your donation. However, since I only know most of you by your bloggy names and not your official name, feel free to put them together for me in the comment zone (again, not necessary)

EXTRA ENTRY!
Tell your friends! Blogger, twitter, facebook, myspace, whatever! If they donate and comment that you referred them to this raffle, you get 2 bonus entries!

**so if you heard about this raffle elsewhere, do your pal a favor and let me know they referred you!**

The winner will be chosen by a random number generator on Wednesday, January 27th, 2010. That's right, you have 30 days to enter and tell everyone you know! I know it's a loooong time, but hey, it's for a darn good cause! Everyone and anyone is welcome to enter.

So go! Enter! Tell your friends! Spread the word! End 2009 with a good deed (your donation!) and take a chance at winning all of this running gear!

Thank you in advance on behalf of myself and the Ulman Cancer Fund!

Jersey Turnpike musings-a.k.a. "I can't feel my butt"

This post is brought to you from the backseat of a pontiac G6 between two car seats. No grown adult should physically be able to do this, but somehow I wedged myself in here. I'll chalk this up to one of those "seemed like a great idea at the time" life experiences, haha. And to make matters more, uh, exciting...we left southern NH at 7:30 a.m. Currently, at 6:36 p.m., we are merely in Delaware. For those of you not familiar with I-95, 11 hours should have us atleast in Southern VA by now.

Alas, nothing I can do but blog on the blackberry between the glute and quad spasms. Note to self: time to purchase a mini-van!

Christmas at my parents house was very nice. Not exactly relaxing, as having two toddlers ANYWHERE other than your own home or a fenced in soccer field can be exhausting. Oh, and the baby decided to act like a newborn again and wake up about every hour or two throughout the night. Yaay! But as always, it's great to be with family, especially for the holidays.

I am looking forward to getting started on 2010 training. The race schedule has been changed about 115 times in the last month. But one thing is for sure: I need to get in the swimming pool. Holly lovingly reminded me of this about 10 times this weekend. She is the Iron-wise-one so I know she is right!

I've been putting it off, with various excuses: school, finals, the holidays, etc. But now I have no more excuses,so I might as well admit: I'm a little scared. I can't even swim 25 yards in a pool without feeling like I'm going to drown. It's HARD! While I may not always be fast or in the best of shape, running and biking almost always feels natural. Floundering in the pool does not.

Alas, Irongirl isn't going to swim for itself, and neither is the sprint tri at my school in April, so I NEED to get my feet wet. Literally. Tomorrow, when I'm out of the backseat of this sardine can, err I mean car, I vow to email the pool director at school and schedule my swimming lessons.

There, I've publically announced my intentions. Anyone know where I can aquire a set of gills and fins?

We're having a heat wave, a tropical heat wave...

Well believe it or not, after my last post it warmed up to a whopping 22 degrees! Weehoo! With such a heat wave (hahaha) and no wind, I knew I couldn't pass up the opportunity to get outside and run. I have been quickly reminded of how people go crazy with "cabin fever" up here. Only 4 days of being indoors (and a 1 year old who has boycotted sleeping here at Grandmas house) and I was about to lose my mind.

Holly and Jim had arrived earlier in the afternoon, and Holly quickly offered to run with me. I went to get my running clothes on, and discovered I had only brought capri tights. Partially because I don't own full length running tights (note to self, order full length running tights) and partially because when packing last minute in 60 degree South Carolina, the cold factor up North just slipped my mind. I knew I was going to freeze the lower half of my legs off.

So I borrowed my Dad's sweatpants instead. Stylish, huh? Quality active wear, no doubt, haha.

Holly and I took off down the hill and towards a local bike path. The bike path was completely iced over with that crunchy, couple week old-it's-too-freaking-cold type of packed snow. So we hopped off the trail and ran in the snow next to it. Crunch crunch crunch. It was so much fun I was laughing for the first few minutes.

Now, if you've paid attention at all to my blog, you know I'm an ex-New Englander converted Southern girl who HATES being cold, and especially hates being cold AND wet. I'll take 99 degrees in 99% humidity over soggy frozen toes any day. So I was super stoked to have these bad a$$ shoes on my feet, thanks to the awesome people at Backbone Media

La Sportiva Wildcat GTX is a stable, neutral, extremely well cushioned waterproof trail running shoe that’s new for Fall 2009. The Gore-tex® version of the ever popular La Sportiva Wildcat, this new stretch-Gore technology changes the perception of the fit of a Gore shoe

My first impression of these shoes was that they were slightly clunky and almost TOO supportive around the ankles. This was before I hit the snow/trails. I'm a novice at trail running (read: I've never done it) so I didn't understand that this support was absolutely essential once I hit the tundra terrain. They kept me from feeling like I was going to roll my ankles with every step. And did I mention already that they kept my feet WARM and DRY?

I am a huge fan of these shoes. Not to mention, they are super cute, and I've been wearing them around town in lieu of boots, since they are waterproof and have some serious tread on the bottom. While they won't be my first choice back at home in SC on the FLAT, paved suburban streets, I am inspired to try and find some local trails (meaning with in a few hours drive). I have had a blast this week, and can't wait to put in a few more miles before I have to enjoy the 19 hour drive back down I-95 on Saturday. Long story short, after only a few test runs, I'm happy to have these shoes in my closet, and would recommend them!

Also, La Sportiva has a great mountain running race calendar, as well as a blog, so those of you who like to adventure off of the pavement and onto the path less traveled should check it out!

In non running news, I am probably MORE excited than my toddlers for Christmas tomorrow. Rowen is now 3 , and while he doesn't remember Christmas last year, he seems to have a general idea that some guy named Santa is going to show up and bring him a gift if he continues to be a good boy. While I strive to teach my kids the TRUE meaning of Christmas, I can not wait to see his face tomorrow morning. It's not about the gifts, but about the MAGIC that surrounds the idea of Santa, and the love and fun of being with half of our extended family for this day. I can not wait!

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays to all of my running friends out here in bloggy land! I hope Santa brings each one of you a P.R. for the new year :)

Many Blessings,

Heather

cold nose and icy toes

Call me crazy, but I don't remember it being so PAINFULLY cold here in New England!

To avoid the giant blizzard that struck most of the east coast, we packed the family up and drove the 18 hour drive up I-95 to New Hampshire about 15 hours early. We BARELY made it, the storm chased us the entire way. But we made it safe and sound, and pulled into my parents driveway at 4:30 a.m., with a temperature of 9 degrees F. Yes, 9 whole degrees.

And as it turns out, according to the weatherman, that 9 degree weather makes it actually TOO COLD to snow. Who even knew there was such a thing. So despite the chilly weather, I've yet to see it snow.

As you can imagine, this now converted Southern girl has left the house very minimally, and running has not been one of those occasions. I'm afraid my lungs will shrivel up and die if I go out there, even if my exercise physiology professor swears that's not going to happen. I wonder how DO you people do it? I keep reading blog posts and tweets about running in the snow, etc etc. I am seriously impressed with all of my Northern pals who bundle up and skip the treadmill.

If it gets up to 20 degrees today I may brave it (I never imagined I'd utter those words, ha! This from the girl who NEEDS her arm warmers when the thermometer drops below 58!) . It's currently 12.6 degrees, so we've got a ways to go. If not, I will continue hibernating with the great food and company. Thank you SmartWool socks for keeping my toes above frostbitten level. I thought you were a bit scratchy when I tried you on in South Carolina. Here in NH, I'm singing your praises!

Until next time, run WARM my friends :)

Alligator lizards in the air

3 semi fast miles yesterday. No pain.

4.6 slow miles today, and I quit because my foot was screaming. Truth be told, I wanted to run further. Even more truth to be told, I KNEW I shouldn't have even been out there to begin with.

But some days, your mental well being takes priority. Today was one of those days. I needed to run in the worst way.

Some days I wonder if dealing with my stress and emotions through physical activity is truly healthy. Heaven help my family if I'm ever sidelined with an injury. I may explode. And so I question if "running" away is always the best thing.

But when I run, I see more clearly. I becoming a more understanding, accepting person. I feel the stress melt away, with each footstep to the pavement. Instead of bottling up my feelings, I sweat them out. And 99% of the time, I feel worlds better once I'm finished.

Sorry to be so ambiguous. Writing can be equally as therapeutic at times. Point being, today was one of those days. A day that reminds me to be SO THANKFUL for my health, my body, and my physical ability to run. Thank you legs, thank you running. I'm sorry feet, I promise to give you the next 48 hours off (for real this time).

sesamoid is fun to say

WHEW. Final grades posted for the semester. I did better than I imagined which somewhat shocks me, because this semester was a blur. The past 5 days of vacation have been anxiety ridden, because I was almost certain I failed my statistics final. In reality, I still might have, but it didn't hurt my overall grade too much, haha.

Now that that's officially over (until mid-January) I can relax. Well, relax as much as you can with two crazy toddlers. Oh, and I have this house to clean, and bags to pack (we are headed to New Hampshire for Christmas, leaving this Friday!) Ok, maybe I can relax when we get to grandma's house.

On the running front...I'm afraid I need to step back from my own 150 mile challenge. My sesamoids are killing me. Gotta love anatomy and physiology class, now that I can name the bones I'm quick to self diagnose, haha. Ever since Friday's run (before the Newtons) the ball of my right foot, below my big toe (the sesamoids, right?) have been killing me. The Newton run on Saturday intensified it. I took Sunday and Monday off, and then ran 5 more yesterday. While the pain is not intense, it's lingering. Everything I've read about this self-diagnosed pain is that it's very common in long distance runners. Yipee.

Has anyone out there had this kind of pain before?

So instead of sidelining myself with an injury (the LAST thing I need right now!), I'm going to be smart and simmer down a bit, re-building my mileage up a lot slower. Which should be easy, considering I'm vacationing in the tundra next week. BRRRR! I've got a bunch of cold weather gear to test out, but I'm still a giant wuss. This should be amusing, no doubt about it. And yes, I promise to take pictures (hopefully none of me busting my a$$ in a snowbank)

On a somber note, Cancer to 5K lost a teammate this weekend. I never had the opportunity to meet Shawn Felty, but I heard so many others speak fondly of him since he joined the team last year. Shawn lost his battle to colon cancer, and the world lost another young life senselessly to cancer. I HATE cancer. I hate the pain it causes people. The fear and grief it leaves behind with their family, friends, and loved ones. The guilt of survivors who ask "why him, why not me?" It breaks my heart and pisses me off. This is another unfortunate reminder that until there is a cure, until cancer is a thing of the past, we can never ever give up this fight.

In the words of my friend Ross, "Rest now Shawn, we got this."

Heel striking is bad, mmmkaaay?

Ok don't quote me on that one, the jury is still out. It appears research goes back and forth, back and forth on the heel striking issue. But the title was fun. Mkay?

Let's talk Newtons (the shoes, not the figs). If you have been interested in trying out a pair of Newtons like I have, you have more than likely done some research and asked around, only to hear that opinions on these shoes vary GREATLY. I've heard everything from "they are a gimmick" to "I hate them" to "I love them" and "I'll never run in anything but Newtons again". But let's face it, the MSRP of around $175 a pair is a lot to swallow to take a gamble and see if you will love them as much as one running buddy does, or hate them as much as another.

Regardless of the Newton specific research, I've been reading a lot about the proposed benefits of minimal shoe and barefoot running. I really had every intention of writing this blog post with various information and facts. But I won't lie to you...I don't take biomechanics until next semester in school, haha. And so reading various "opinions" if you will, as to what is more natural and efficient started to make my head spin. I'm only 24 hours post finals week, give me a break! Although, at this point, it does make sense to me that running in a more natural form, i.e. mid to forefoot strike (as you would if you were barefoot) would lead to more efficient running and ultimately less injury.

However, if you are genuinely interested, I HIGHLY encourage you to watch this video, it best explains the philosophy behind the Newton shoes and their science of running (and it will make a lot more sense than I will at this point)

As I mentioned a few posts ago, I was given a pair of Newton Gravity Trainers to test out. Biomechanics aside, I intend to give these puppies a full review as I train in them over the next couple of months, and give you my honest opinion on how they affect, if at all, MY running.

Today, I took the Newtons out for a 5 mile jaunt around the neighborhood. What Newton says I will expect: "Newton running shoes have a unique feel as soon as you put them on — they are lightweight, breathable, comfortable, highly cushioned yet stable and responsive. While running in Newton shoes, you will feel the actuator lugs below your forefoot and your feet will sense the ground faster, encouraging you to strike the ground with your midfoot instead of your heel. If you already run with a midfoot gait pattern, you will notice that you are on and off the ground quicker with less harsh impact and greater forward propulsion."

What I say: Comfortable and lightweight? CHECK! Those actuator lugs? Uhh...I felt like I was walking in ski boots at first. Ok, that's a BIT of an exaggeration, but it is certainly a different feel having those lugs under my feet. I imagined this ski-boot feel would be incredibly obnoxious to run with, but to be honest, I didn't even notice them after the first few hundred yards. What I DID notice is that my cadence/turn over absolutely increased, thus increasing my speed. And it seemed to come naturally. Now, having spent many years in science class rooms, and just finishing a semester of exercise physiology, I'm well aware of the "placebo effect". No, there was no sugar pill in my shoes, haha, but honestly, was knowing I am wearing Newtons causing me to subconsciously turn my stride over faster? To test this out, I tried to slow myself down. And honestly, it was incredibly akward and uncomfortable. What felt "normal" was consistently faster than my average pace for this around the neighborhood jaunt.

I know I was mainly a midfoot striker before the Newtons, but when tired and sloppy, watch out here comes the heel strike:

Do I feel that the Newtons helped "remind" my body to mid/forefoot strike? Absolutely. Will it help improve my running overall? Time will tell. And don't worry, you'll hear read all about it :)

If you are interested in more information. , check out http://www.newtonrunning.com/ You can spend HOURS on there reading all of the various research on the shoes. There are also many videos about the technology here http://www.youtube.com/user/NewtonRunning

And, if you have any questions about my experience thus far , PLEASE don't hesitate to ask!

much gusto, me llamo Heather...

I understand the value in a well rounded education. Most days. Perhaps I will one day find myself at a marathon in Spain where I will be thankful I learned how to say "tengo dolor en mi tobillo" or more importantly "donde esta el bano porta?". Or even better, woo Rich with my awesome spanish skills




However, often times I question, when on earth I will need to know about lyrical poet Archilochus of Paros or about the rise and fall of the Zhou dynasty unless, of course, I find myself on an episode of Jeopardy.

Exercise the brain, exercise the brain!

Regardless, I have survived all but my last final of the semester (statistics tomorrow morning. saved the worst best for last. ugh.) This semester has been a challenge on a whole new level. Kain conveniently decided to master walking and take his first attempts at running (he's a natural, I'm so proud) on the week of finals. It's amazing how such a simple task we all take for granted makes a HUGE difference in the amount of mischief one little person can get into, and the crazy influence it has on his older brother.

Therefore I study in intervals. 30 seconds of studying, 30 seconds off to wrangle a kid from jumping or climbing to an imminent emergency room situation (any mother of toddler boys can tell you no amount of baby proofing is sufficient, they will still find a way to give you near heart attacks). 30 seconds on, 30 seconds off to break up a wrestling match. 30 seconds on, 30 seconds off to fetch a sippy cup/snack/lost train under the couch/baby ate my crayon/what are you doing, what are you doing, read to me/etc. You get the point.

Needless to say, I'm very thankful I added those 6 extra days to the 150 mile challenge. I knew this week would be chaotic. So, I'm currently only at 42 miles, with 108 to go. 108 miles in 21 days. 5.14 miles a day. I accept the challenge. To be continued tomorrow with my "THIS SEMESTER IS OVER" half marathon. Not to be confused with the "last day of classes" celebration half marathon I ran last Friday. Really, I can't think of a better way to celebrate, can you?

feliz corriendo mis amigos!

I'm not going to lie to you

(click on the top left corner to turn the music off it drives you crazy, haha. )

While there are still a few weeks left in this month, it seems to be that time of year where everyone is looking back at the past year, and making goals for the next one. Oddly enough, my 2009 goals/resolution list disappeared with my myspace account. And I honestly don't remember what was on there. I'm pretty sure I remember "go back to school" being on there, and since I'm currently pulling my hair out over final exams, you can rest assured that goal received a big fat check on the (no longer existent) list. So i can't write a blog checking off the list, analyzing how things went, etc.

But I can tell you I had a great year, with many amazing experiences. I learned a lot through trial and error amidst the wonderful chaos that occurs on a daily basis in my life. One of the most important things I learned this past year is that while having goals is great, and pushing yourself to be the best you can be is admirable, one has to know when enough is enough. Know when to evaluate your priorities and not beat yourself up over what was or was not achieved. To appreciate what you DO have, and what you DID accomplish.

I started writing this post, thinking about how sensible I would be in making my goals for 2010. I was going to be a grown up, using my newly acquired motherly sensibility and rationale. Then while taking a little break to cook (i.e, thaw in the toaster) a breakfast waffle for Rowen, it hit me. Who the heck do I think I'm kidding? I laughed out loud at the toaster. The girl, who is currently scheming with her CM running mom friends the best weekend to achieve our Marathon Maniac status with back to back marathons, is going to lie to her loyal blog readers and tell them she was going to sit back and take it easy in 2010.

Let's face it, a large majority of us are crazy. Many non runners would argue that anyone who toes the starting line of a 26.2 mile race is not sane to begin with. I am absolutely no exception. So I am not going to to sit here and tell you I don't have a million and one goals in the back of my mind for 2010. Because I do. And most of them, are a bit crazy. I've accepted the fact that I have no rational thinking behind my racing goals, and I'm OK with it. I can see my sister, mom, and a few of my really smart (and amazing) running friends shaking their head. I can also see the rest of you crazies laughing, because you know exactly what I'm talking about.

But back to what I started to say before the toaster waffle revelation...2009 was a rough year in running for me. I set some huge goals, namely thinking a brand new runner such as myself with one year of racing, followed by one year off for pregnancy, could hop right back on the running wagon and run a BQ time....all while taking care of the babies, working and going back to school full time. Life with two babies was much more overwhelming than I had imagined it would be. Going back to school with two babies was much more overwhelming than it was with just one kid. The training I had hoped and meant to put in didn't exactly happen. I was miserably let down at every big race I ran, due to awesome GI issues, and the aforementioned lack of training. It was disappointing.

Yet at the same time, it was an amazing year in running for me. There were a handful of local age group placings, and even an overall top 3 win. There were a few perfect, solo, long runs that reminded me why I love to run. There were fun mini-running vacations with great friends and family. I was even given the amazing opportunity to pace someone in their longest race ever. Running led me to join Team FIGHT. Running made me start this blog, which has led to some pretty incredible opportunities. So while I didn't qualify for Boston (or even come close) , I didn't log the miles I had hoped for (or come even close) and I didn't set a single P.R. in 2009...I still ran. And that's what's most important really. I didn't give up.

So all of that said, while I may have some great racing goals for 2010, I PROMISE myself to take them all in stride. Everyone's situation is different, and this is mine: I have a very new, young family to take care of. And a bachelors degree to finish up. On top of that obnoxious thing called work (darn bills won't pay themselves). But, while those are my priorities, I refuse to put my passion on the back burner if I don't have to. As long as I don't allow that passion to burn me out or take away from my priorities, we are all good. And THAT is my true resolution for 2010!

When the stars align...

After school today, I had every intention to run. Rich had to leave for work, so I was going to take the boys out in the jogger.

But first, Rowen H-A-D to have a bowl of cereal, in that "my little toddler life my just end right now if I don't get it" sort of way.

And when he was done, he HAD to have another one. This skinny 3 year old only has a few pounds on his 1 year old brother. He always acts too busy to be bothered to eat, so if he wants seconds, I'm not denying him!

Finally, he's finished. Diaper change for Kain. A trip to the potty for Rowen (no pee on the IronB.O.B. please), and outfit changes for both , because after all, 60 degrees is chilly to us S.C. folks.

And then...the sun started to go down. Fine for a solo run, not safe in my neighborhood with two kids and this beast of a stroller A run just wasn't meant to be today.

But imagine my excitement a few hours later when BOTH kids went to bed by 6:25 pm (let's ignore the fact that this means I will be up at 5:00 am with them tomorrow morning). I eyed the exercise bike in the corner and dragged it out in front of the T.V. Such is the life of a mom, grab the workout wherever you can! I channel flipped for literally two seconds and found the XTERRA triathlon world championships. SCORE! Instant motivation, it was totally meant to be!

I peddled as fast as my legs would let me and discovered three things:

1) I'm totally adding an Xterra race to my "to do" list (you know, after I learn to swim and all).

2) Even on the highest setting the seat on this exercise bike does NOT go high enough for my poor knees, and I'm only 5'7" (that's the same one we have, isn't it cute? LOL! )

3) wow cycling is hard, especially when you only get on a bike a few times a year.

Topped it off with day #1 of the 100 pushup challenge (I'm in the middle group, started with 6,6,4,4,8...all with near perfect form, not girly style either!) , a little core work, and I am BEAT.

One of my 2010 goals is to be better at cross training and to start a resistance training program. I LOVE to run (obviously), but really slack off working out the rest of my muscle groups. And I know I can only benefit from it.

So my question to all of you....what do you do for cross training? And triathletes... swimming/biking/running doesn't count for you, that's a given. HA! Seriously though, how many of you cross train/strength train, and how often?

Happy Running friends!

Santa came early....

And he was wearing a brown UPS suit. Apparently I've been a VERY good girl this year!

A few weeks back, I was contacted by the awesome people at backbone media, asking if I would be interested in testing out some winter running gear. I said I would love to. Of course never in my wildest dreams would I think that showing up on my doorstep would be the very things I've been coveting since I tried them on in VA Beach a few months ago....

NEWTONS!

I will have a whole different post later this week (because I need to do some more research myself first!) dedicated to explaining the exact science behind how these work. Basically, they promote midfoot/forefoot strike with these neat little "lugs" built into the sole. But like I said, more on that this week. (if you want to read more now, visit www.newtonrunning.com) For now, I'm just as giddy as a school girl in 1990 at a New Kids on the Block concert! WOOHOO!

Oh, and for anyone who played soccer with me in High School...check out those shoelaces! How fitting! (I always had neon green laces in my cleats, for those who missed out on those formidable years of my life)

Anyway. This 150 miles in December (and a few days in November) challenge has proven to be the motivation I need to get these weekly miles done. Today was a long day at school. Stats, history, 3 hours of work in the lab, and an ex phys lab final exam. Not to mention it was monsooning outside (I swear). I got completely drenched on a trek from the library to class, despite my pullover AND umbrella, and stayed drenched for the next 6 hours. I was cold and cranky. But when I arrived home, Rich told me they called him out of work (that lovely slow season here in a tourist town). Really the last thing I wanted to do was go back out in the the rainy cold, but I knew I can't fall too far behind on my own challenge.

So I laced up (not the newtons ...yet) and headed out. So, sometime in the last HOUR it had gone from rainy and cold to overcast, 81 degrees and 83% humidity...at 4:30 pm. HELLO December! This is not how I remember you!

The run...well I was dragging. Probably because I didn't eat enough throughout the day, and inhaled too many chemicals disinfecting the ergometers and treadmills at work. Haha, ok I'd guess it was really just the lack of calories. I wanted to quit and turn around, But I kept pushing forward thinking "must. not. fall. behind! 150 mile challenge!" It was only 3.6 miles, but it was better than nothing.

Maybe I should to this every month. Not even a looming marathon ever got me this motivated. Challenging a bunch of people that I've never met in real life (except for Christine who is thoroughly kicking mine and everyone else's booty)? I can't lace up fast enough!

OK truth is, I'm just feeling much stronger lately. These consistant 3-5 milers have felt great. And...I wasn't going to mention it because I think most of you will laugh, but I quit soda again (YES again.) It's been 7 days. And when the soda goes, the junk food disappears too. Soda is my gateway drug. Without it, I don't' crave nor eat the other stuff. Clean eating = feeling good! (hoping not to be the boy girl who cried wolf...again)

Finals next week. On top of that, I'm working on a super, amazing project involving fundraising for the Ulman Cancer Fund...and YOU guys. My blog readers. You aren't going to want to miss this one!! Alas, that's all I can reveal at the moment, but trust me. Stick around for the new year!

Happy Wednesday everyone! Run Strong!