Thursday, November 17, 2011
Well, here are a few bloggy re-caps from around the web of people who ran or spectated Richmond Marathon 2011.
Racing With Babes
Setting You Free
Life Began at Thirty
Neurosis of the Stay at Home Marathoner of 3 (kids)
Pace of Me
Dori's Shiny Blog
Running to Stand Still
For the most part, these touch on all aspects of the race. From the local "how do I drive in and park" to the out of town, "does the shuttle to the expo function as advertised."
Also, thinking of signing up for MTT? Just do it.
Monday, November 14, 2011
Jenny Silver, as I've bloggy named her, ran her first marathon on Saturday. She owned it. For that matter, she OWNED IT FROM DAY ONE. I'm so proud of her. She is a testimony to why MTT is a good program for the first time marathoner. She lived the highs, the lows, and finished on top.
Epic doesn't even come close to describing her race recap. It makes me want to go for a run.
Congratulations Jenny Silver. Savor this week of recovery. You've earned it.
~savor the run~
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
DeNiece is a great friend and runner. She's inspiring and encouraging, and confident and competitive... pretty much, DeNiece is just like a lot of us. Here she takes on one of those *sticky* topics we all talk about, the dreaded running partner you just can't out run....
Monday, November 7, 2011
Doesn't he know it's race week?
Doesn't he get it?
I'm supposed to be sleeping late every day this week. I'm supposed to be cozy in my bed, snuggled in under 2 extra blankets.
Instead I found myself hobbling down the stairs to set him free. He danced a ballet of celebration, floating through the dark. My gait was awkward. A straight jacket posing as a sock cinched my foot into a contortionist pose. I could barely manage an igor-like hobble through the dark house.
The cold tile floor bit into my feet on a hiss.
My eyes were half closed, or perhaps, half open as I fumbled with the locking mechanism on the door.
Will Feral, the aptly named wretched cat, laced his soft orange body through my legs humming like an electric razor. His entire body vibrated with his purring song.
Finally, successful, I flung the door open.
The shock of cold air immobilized my companion.
The shock of cold air immobilized me.
We stared into the morning. The vastness was overwhelming, leaving me empty and insignificant. I looked up into the stars, and I felt the sky look back into me. It brushed my soul, leaving only a dewy finger print.
A perfect letter V was etched into the inky curtain, and it taunted me. I breathed a sigh as the magic washed over me.
V.... and then what V?....
V.... for V, my dear friend...
It's a sign. A sign of greatness. A sign of the moment that lays before us. It's...
...nothing special. Seriously. These stars have been here for ~like~ a hundred million years. There is nothing special about them today. They are not flaunting their V. They are not displaying this perfection for me alone, it is simply a high pressure system keeping the clouds at bay.
There's no magic. It's just a Monday. Get over yourself....
As thought this, I closed my hand over the door to slide it closed, and a shooting star lanced across the sky. I couldn't stop the smile.
oh yes.... There is magic out there waiting for us every day. Even on Mondays.
~savor the run~
Thursday, November 3, 2011
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
MARATHON MADNESS - ALL DAY
and I just have to think that I'm not as cool as I think I am...
Or that Taper Madness is like an infectious protein I learned about in Microbiology...
but probably I'm just not as cool as I think I am.
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
You know, there are life altering things that occur when you least expect it and you decide you need to do things you wouldn’t ordinarily do. Bucket lists are formed and your life does indeed get changed in so many ways. When you’re diagnosed with a potentially debilitating disease it gives you pause. Makes you think long and hard about things in your life.
Would I have any more children? Would I go blind? Would I need a wheelchair, a cane, a walker? I would be damned if this disease defined me. Damn it all to hell, I was going to be me.
Fast forward to today, almost the eve of the most monumental thing I have ever done besides having children. But this is one of those things that got added to my bucket list in my head when I flipped off MS. The things I had to do before my body betrays me. My training showed me that certain things are changing for me, changing for maybe ever. But I will be an Ironman, or woman as it were, if I can just make it through. I have to do this.
Thank you to my friends for your never ending cheerleading. Telling me I have this when it could be a very real possibility that my body doesn’t but I am going to try anyway. Your enthusiasm and confidence in me meant more then I can begin to tell you!
Thank you to my husband and girls for supporting me along the way, and believing in me and cheering me on. Your patience and love mean so much to me. I love you more then I can ever say. I cannot wait to see you on the other side!
And thank you to my best friend Heather (this is, after all, all your fault). A training partner extraordinaire, we logged miles, secrets, laughs and tears along the way. You have become a part of my heart and family through all of this madness and I truly wouldn’t be here without you being beside me every lap, pedal stroke and step. Run your race, I will run mine. I know in my heart how well you will do!!! Rock it girl, I cannot wait to see you when I finally finish!
I know no matter what my time is that I am truly blessed to have made it through with everything I have had heaped on my physically. I wish training could have been easier too, all of the road rash, sprains, jelly fish stings and concussions will be worth it after I am done. I’ll take whatever time I get and know in my heart I am lucky to have made it this far at all.
I am ready, I am doing this, I WILL BE AN IRONMAN “we all step up to the starting line with something…no excuses”
Ginny thanks for including me on this blog!!! I was flattered when you asked me, I admire your writing, your running, your being a mom, wife and student. This has been the most remarkable journey, and I have been able to chronicle it for posterity! You're a total GBA and I am honored to be thought of as such by you!!
In your immortal words---SAVOR the run (or IM lol)