What happened to March…?

It’s recently been brought to my attention that my posts have been lacking…not just once, but twice in the last 2 weeks. All right already. I had no idea my updates were in such high demand!

But seriously…it’s been since the beginning of March, and I’ve been busy nearly every weekend. So here’s the short of it…no time for the long version.
March 9th was the Race Director’s Race for Forget the PR at Mohican. I ran the 50k option with my friend Amy, and her husband Scott. I love Mohican, and only slightly less after this weekend…kidding! Recent snow and ice had caused some of the trails to be closed this early in the season…no Little Lyons Falls, and no hand over hand climb.

Whomp, whomp.

The sadist awesome Race Director Rob Powell had a better plan for us. We would run two 25k loops, and ascend Big Ass Hill twice. Thanks Rob! My first BA Hill experience, and I’d get to do it twice in one day. What a blessing. He’s so thoughtful, isn’t he?

The additional 4 inches of snow that fell overnight actually prevented the trails from getting too muddy…on the first loop anyway. It was cold, so we kept moving the best we could. Amy was training for Umstead (her first 100mi…congrats by the way!) so we kept the pace slow and easy. I didn’t mind at all. Most of my training had been on the treadmill, and I was still having nightmares about my last run at Mohican (remember the hulk hand?). No falling allowed!
Plus, Amy knew the course…and although getting lost in the woods is appealing to me, this was not the day for it. We followed the footprints for the most part, until the snow had melted and we were on our own, save a few flags. We only had one issue…the snow covered a creek bed on loop one, and it looked completely different on loop two. But we made it! All 50k and the three of us earned this sweet buckle. (Congrats to Scott on his impromptu first 50k!)

My Skora Forms worked out just fine in both the snow and mud…but I barely had the time to dust them off before my next event:
Seamus O’Possum 30km Footrace at Delaware State Park. Stay tuned!

Burnt Out

Yup. Burnt out. That about describes it.
What am I doing? Well, nothing really. And that’s the tricky part.
What am I burnt out from exactly?

Training? I feel like I’ve fallen off the wagon here, but not really. I haven’t missed anything. I just haven’t been keeping track as closely as I normally do. I’ve given up almost entirely on Daily Mile. I just don’t have the energy. When I do wear my Garmin, it faithfully uploads it’s data to my GarminConnect account, though I haven’t logged in to edit anything lately. My calendar is full of workouts ready to be manually entered. I’m just not motivated to do it.

Family? My kids have been my focus since I’ve returned from Houston. So while they are in my care, which is typically 24/7, I’m spending time with them. That should be refreshing, but it’s just not. It’s exhausting. Parenting wasn’t meant to be a one-person job. I’m tired of being mom and dad. I long for adult conversation.

Career? I have so many rods in the fire right now, and I can’t seem to get a grasp on any of them. I spend too much time on the ones I’m passionate about…typically those that don’t put food on the table…and too little on those that pay the bills. I have so much to do, and too much time on my hands. I feel stagnant. And struggling. And hungry.

Friends? Most of them are keeping their distance, and I don’t blame them. I would. I’m not making it easy either. I’m not reaching out. I’m not asking for help. I’m lucky any of them are talking to me at all.

So what do I do? Only one thing to do…


Here’s hoping the next mile is a downhill one.
Or a pretty trail near a river.
These hill repeats are never-ending.
And I’m spent.

Finding Inspiration

Lately, it seems, you can run a race for just about any cause. There are races across the country where you can raise money for organ donation awareness or breast cancer research. The Leukemia & Lymphoma Society has training groups nationwide. You can join the Livestrong Team or the Huntsman Hometown Heroes and compete in races just about anywhere.

These are all great causes and I’ve run for a few of them myself.


2009 Columbus Half Marathon – Team in Training295476_10100915891622764_1260338326_n2012 Dash for Donation – Team Superman

Some of these causes have touched my life more than others, and I’m thrilled to have an outlet to share those stories. You’ll likely hear about them soon.


2012 SLC Marathon – Huntsman Hometown Heroes

I’ve found that my inspiration comes from people. People that stir something inside me. Stories that give me chills. Stories of both loss and gain. Losing and winning battles. And sometimes both.

You’ve already heard how Jeff Galloway changed my opinion of running forever. But he’s not the only one.

Just yesterday, on Twitter, I made a passing comment about Bart Yasso’s appearance at the upcoming Walk Disney World Marathon Weekend festivities. I have his book , My Life on the Run, and would love to get it signed. It’s a great read…real experiences from a down-to-earth guy, and funny to boot. And he responded that he was “happy to sign my book” and “looking forward to our photo.” I’m not ashamed to admit I was a puddle on the floor.

Did Bart Yasso just “speak” to me?

Like I need an excuse to be more excited? I already can’t concentrate on anything for more than a moment. I said earlier if it’s not Goofy-Challenge-related, I’m not paying attention.

Inspiration works both ways. I find I am both inspired to run, and inspired by running. And on that note, I’ll leave you with this:

Running inspires creativity, relieves stress, and gives us insight into ourselves and the world, making the human condition more tolerable. -Bart Yasso

What’s your inspiration to run? And what does running inspire you to do?


Tomorrow’s news: The taper!