put words into action

I guess it was time for me to take some of my own advice.

Starting over is hard!

And I had forgotten that.

Today was only my second run after a long month of not really running.

Usually I run about a 9:40 minute mile, and before I got injured,

I was hoping to be a 9:15-9:30 regular.

Well, there went that.

Now I’m back at the beginning.

But as I was running today, feeling out of shape and huffing and puffing,

I remembered the words I always share with a runner friend of mine,

Our worst runs prepare us for the best runs!

With over a half mile to go, I started talking myself out of finishing it out.

Well, you should probably take it easy.  You are starting over.

But then, I remembered those words I always preach to my friend

and any new runners for that matter!

How could I not follow through?

So these were the words of motivation this morning:

This run is only going to make me stronger for tomorrow.


today i feel thankful

Today I feel thankful.

When Eeyore’s cloud of doom floats above you for a few days

and then finally disappears, life feels pretty darn sunny.

I only ran for 20 minutes today.

Trying my best to follow “the doctor’s orders.”

But I was so darn thankful for those 20 minutes.

And my knee thanked me all day long.

Hopefully I’ll be back to normal real soon

and the real training can begin.

And I am thankful for that.

I spent the day with my boyfriend

playing in Old Sacramento and enjoying lunch by the water and

with a great view of the Tower Bridge.

We laughed.  A lot.

I cherish the moments he makes me laugh so hard I can’t speak.

We visited silly little shops and made a stop at a comic book store on the way home.

Even when we say nothing at all, I enjoy every minute.

He’s pretty much the best guy ever.

(Not to mention he drove this little girl all around town this week while I was carless.

No complaints.  No pouting.  Just did it.  He’s awesome.)

I’m thankful for him.

And then tonight I caught up with an old friend that I haven’t seen in awhile.

I felt bad that it has been some time since we last saw one another,

and was hoping that we’d still have things to say

or that our jokes would still make the other crack up laughing.

But of course, things were still the same.  And those are the best types of friendships.

That’s how you can tell you’ve got a true friend.

The best part of the night was when we jinxed one another

in the middle of a conversation.

So thankful to know we’ve still got it.

Today was a nice reminder

that there is always something to be thankful for.


Went to the doctor today.

Got cleared to run two days a week for 30 minutes each.

Isn’t much, but it’s the world to me!

I feel like I’ve had a spring in my step all day!

Can’t wait to wake up bright and early tomorrow

just to run!

Ahhhhhhhhh!  Summer is finally looking up!

And with that, I leave you with this amazingness.

Really it’s just a hope that you’ll break down and see it.

Change your fate.


This movie is not only amazing for showing that girls can be humbly bad-ass

but it sends a good message about seizing the moment.

My kind of movie.

See it!

here’s hoping

I’m going to admit I’ve been in a little bit of denial lately.

I have been so excited to get started on my training

that I’ve been ignoring the fact that my IT band and knee are

not very happy with me right now.

I did reduce my mileage at first.

And then I took a little break.  A little one.

I saw a physical therapist, who also told me to take a break.

“A week and a half is not a break,” she said.

However, I’ve been trying to just “take care of it myself.”

Which I don’t think is working anymore.

So here I am, grumpy. Bitter.  Annoyed.

All I want right now is to run.

And I really can’t.


I think this is the exact reason I was not too keen on signing up for a marathon.

Because I knew once I told people, there’d be no turning back.

And now there’s no turning back.  Except that I can’t even start training yet.

Boo. How lame!


 I’d like to call myself a positive person.

I’m a “glass is half full” kinda girl.

But right now, not so much.

They say God doesn’t give you anything you can’t handle,

so apparently I can handle this.

But right now, it’s not so fun.

I honestly am trying to distract myself as much as I can.

Reading a TON. Swimming and getting tan.

Focusing on abs and arm strengthening.

But honestly, all I want to do is run.


Well, here’s saying goodbye to denial,

and here’s hoping.

A distant love affair

Apparently I forgot how much I love the ocean.

I had the awesome pleasure of escaping with my mother

to Santa Cruz for the past three days.

We stayed in a cute little house

two blocks from the ocean.

About a 25 minute walk to the Boardwalk in one direction

or a 7 minute walk down the sand,

it was basically paradise.

Though my knee threw a tempter tantrum afterwards,

I relished in a 4 mile run right next to the ocean.

I ran, jealous of the locals,

who can spend time with Mother Ocean any time they please.

I envied the runners who get to spend their training runs

listening to the waves crash against the rocks.

I wished I was one of the little children jumping over the waves

or building giant sandcastles.

With my iPod turned way down low to allow me to hear the waves,

I felt very calm. Very Zen-like.

The ocean consumes me.

I only had three short days to visit her,

but I soaked in all I could.

Mom and I spent days walking by the water and exploring the city.

Day 1 was spent walking about 7 miles

around Downtown Santa Cruz, the mission, and the ocean.

Day 2 we visited the city of Capitola and spent time at the Boardwalk.

And today we spent time by the water.

As we took a long walk this morning to say goodbye,

my ears perked up to the distant sea lions

playing and sunbathing on a rock.

I stood in awe, and jealous once more,

watching a handful of surfers waiting to catch that perfect wave.

The smell of seaweed and fresh ocean air surrounded me.

I smiled, watching four dogs, all different types yet newfound friends,

 playing and roughhousing in the foamy waters.

I had forgotten how much I love the ocean.

And I didn’t want to leave.

I hate leaving this love affair I have with the ocean.

This long distance relationship is awful.

They say ‘distance makes the heart grow fonder,’

and I guess that is very true in this case.

I love every minute spent by the water.

And I will continue to daydream about this distant love affair.

Until we meet again.

Take your marks…

So today is the beginning.

Today starts my actual training for the CIM,

California International Marathon.

My first marathon ever!

A few weeks ago, when I began sharing with people

that I am taking the plunge to run my first marathon,

I was shaking in my bones!

What the hell did I get myself into?  Am I really going to be able to do this?

Well, a few weeks later, and here I am with a new attitude.

Confident.  Ready.  Excited.

Feeling a little bad ass even!

I snuck in my 5 miler this morning

along the bike trail with a good friend.

We ran early to beat the 108 scorcher

that was creeping in on Sacramento today.

My knee felt good, and I was excited just to complete

any sort of “long run” today since it’s been so long since my last.

Though I wasn’t pushing myself

because I’m working on being nice to my body while training,

I was on a high just to be out on the trail


But I ran thinking,

Remember this feeling.

Because I know the road ahead is not going to be easy.

I know the confidence may not last the whole way through.

I will stay tough.  I will stay strong.  I can do this!

I vow to carry the memory of the buzz I felt this morning

with me on the rough days and do whatever it takes

to cross that finish line.

Ready. Set. Go!