Here is were it starts to get dicey… you see I was so excited to be running and doing it with such ease. and I was running a nice 10 min mile pace. at the 13.1 mark I was at a nice 2 hours and 14 minutes 17 seconds. that is a  such a perfect wonderful 1/2 time. I was looking at my watch thinking this means that the full in 4 hours and 30 seconds is so douable… WAHOOOO!!!!

But I took the wrong turn. and a running friend turned me around. But that means that I did that much extra. Know your course momma fly know your course. and since I wasnt paying attention… I am the one that lost out. I ended up following my friend which was fine but my nutrition was off by than as well. i was paying to much attention to beating my self up for the wrong turn that I got off schedual for my nutrition…

So buy the time I was here at mile 17… my mind was starting to go. “what mile is this?” I asked. Two dear friends Miss Forest and Sarah answered.. “mile 17! youve got this girl.”

I than got the call I had been thinking about from Jerry. “were are you?” and I told him “on my way up Lancashire hill. should be to you in about 50-60 minutes.” I was way off. WAY OFF!!! I wasnt to him for another 80 minutes. this is when I started to fail.

once up Lancashire hill. I could bairly make out the car place int he distance. and could see that there were people there. I knew it was my family but I needed to get in some nutrition. so I walked for the FIRST time in the marathon. I alowed myself one minute to walk while I got my nutrition in me and some water to wash it all down. and than I hear the foot steps of someone. and I never like that.

I started running right away…and this guy was so cool. he kept reasuring me that he was only doing 7 miles…

you are doing the WHOLE THING. you are AMAZING. just keep it up!

Mile 19 this is the one that I could’t get through in training without weeping and calling my husband…

and this hill took it out of me. no matter how much I trained for it. up and down… down and up.. it didnt prepare me for how it woudl KILL me to get up it after 19 miles of running… But my family was there and the girls ran with me keeping my spirits up and letting me know … your doing great momma. But you know … I noticed right here that the girls would start to run to only walk because I had slowed that much…

as I ran to mile 19 I kept singing a song it wasn’t a nice song.but it was all because of a picture of DYNAMITE I had in my pouch. you see 19 was the BIG WALL for me… and a friend passed me some virtual dynamite to blow through the wall. and I took it with me. * BEAMS *  and so I was blowing up F***ING number 19 thats right not going to do you again. ect… and than Michelle came up on her bike and scared the pants off me catching me singing . LOL. together we made it to this at 20

all my family running with me to get me through number 2o….

On my way to work again…

TBC…

Marathon momma OUT!

Posted: September 28th, 2010 under Marathon training, Running.
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I have had highs and lows. from what I understand this is rather normal. walking up the stairs backwards is normal… crying at a whim is normal…having trouble to sit to pee is normal…

I am not complaining please do not misunderstand that. I am so very happy with how I did. I FINNISHED a MARATHON. 26.2 miles. that is BIG. and I am happy. although I would have been even more happy if I had gotten the time I wanted. I am going to try and help you out with going through my thoughts at each moment through it. But I am not sure that I even remember it all. My mom took pictures that I will try to share on here as well.

But FIRST I need to tell you about Anna… Oh My Bagebers… she did amazing

 Anna Widman just did AMAZING. she qualified for the Boston marathon… which was her goal.

So here we are at the begining. Anna and Me standing int he cold trying to figure out weather or not to take off the extra layers now or latter. : ) she chooses now. I choose latter.

and were are off… like a herd of turtles. Okay she was the rabit… I was the turtle….

This is at the very begining. I think it is mile one… was feeling SO GOOD HERE!!!

it was so nice to know that I could take off layers and could hand them off to loving mommies such as mine. I LOVE YOU MOMMA!

the car that I looked for every corner. some I didnt see it… and that ment I had to run all that harder so I could see them again…

this is 7 miles in. I remember all this so well. I was feeling good. nutrition was right on schedual and I was still all smiles and excited to be out there. I was only 71 minutes into this gig and was feel fantabulus.

had a potty break here and had just noticed that who I THOUGHT was my nephew coming to cheer me on… was my sister. thanks to her promotion cause she is awesome… she got to be there to cheer me on. I was so Excited/surprised that I could have cried. But I saved that all for latter… you will see….

ALMOST half way there…

so here is when the pain started to set in… I am a mind over matter type of girl so I was still RIGHT ON TRACK with my times. pain in my feet and all. as I passed my sister I said. “My feet hurt”… My neice popped off with.. ” YOUR the one that decided to do this thing.  you didnt HAVE too.”

 ahhh mile 14 ahhhhhhh this is awesome.

wrong turn at albequerque… so now Im behind. Oh well…. I am still running 10 min miles. I can catch up if I pick up just a bit….

To Be continued AFTER I get home from work….

Marathon momma OUT!

Posted: September 27th, 2010 under Marathon training.
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the BIG MARATHON!!!!!
I have gone through a gambit of emotions. from wanting to puke, to knowing it is okay to cry on the ground in the middle of the race, to knowing I am going to ROCK THIS than going all through it all over again. It is amazing what the brain can do to you…. Now I am trying to figure out exactly what breakfast to have. I know my oatmeal will sit to heavy. it never does me well before a race. But this is a longer one so my special K wont cut it either. so onto my PB&J toast. YEAH ME! I love that stuff….

I took a few pictures to share with you all…s o you know I really am doing this. I know my momma will be there today as well as my hubby. so many pictures will be taken throughout the day…. and I will share those with you when they come my way. but for now…….

I woke up to these signs all over the trail yesterday… they had done it all on Friday night… I had seen a few in soldotna but now they are EVERYWERE!

I KNOW its sideways…. But these cones were int he challanger center telling us which way to go. : )

AND THAN!!!!!! I got the number…. I stood there for a moment, and the girls I have done tri’s with that are not stupid enough to do a marathon, looked at me.    ”Well if I dont take the number I can walk away and no one will know I chickened out now but me….. If I take the number I have to show up and run it… I’m weighing my options” They laughed and shoved it into my hands….. so there it is… #112

Than we say through presentations… the power point was good. it does get confusing in soldotna… I am going to hope the person in front of me doesnt get lost. LOL!

This part cracked me up. there is a picture in the top corner of people SMILING at this spot in the race. and of course it is at the begining…. the one in the end… they are smiling too but it is a different smile. I missed getting that one. you will have to forgive me. Hee hee

so there it is…. I am realy doing it… in only * checks watch * 1 hour and 45 min…. and than in about another 5 hours… I will be done. and ready to die. because I know I will have cried alot….

someone that doesnt even realise how much she has influenced me is having this run dedicated to her. as a wise friend told me…. remember you are doing this for the people who can’t. when your legs can bairly move and you are walking… remember the peole that you have taken care of that couldnt even do that. the ones that cant walk… you are walking for them because you are fortunate enough to be able too….. and she is right. I am fortunate enough to move these silly legs. even when they hurt.   

so many of you know who you are…. But R.H. you my dear lady friend are one who used to run these…. you loved running and are too ill to do so right now. I carry your picture in my pouch today. YOU ARE running this marathon today with my legs. I love you and this is as much for you as it is for me. : ) keep me driven friend.

Marathoners prayer… ” Lord if you lift ‘em I’ll drop ‘em”

see you all on the flip side.

Marathon momma fly 420 miles into the training… to do a wonderful 26.2 mile run….. OUT!!!!!!!!!!

Posted: September 26th, 2010 under Marathon training, Running.
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