Weekend In Pictures!

Hello!  How is everyone doing on this beautiful morning?  We are fairing fairly well.  I have a sick baby.  Oh man does she milk it.  She is still super cute though.  Pitiful but cute.

SickBabyI know I have been a total blog slacker lately.  You didn’t hear from me last week!  I know you missed me…right??  Well, I actually wasn’t being a slacker at life.   We have this HUGE flowerbed that we let get completely out of control with the dang weeds.  The kids and I rolled our sleeves up and tackled it.  ALL WEEK.  I was sore from bending over pulling all of those weeds that were somehow cemented into the ground.  I finished Friday evening and was super proud of myself!  Looks good huh?

Of course Saturday morning is long run day.  Probably my favorite day of the week.  We always have so much fun acting like fools on the street of Rockwall before daylight.  As you know Lisa is back and ran 10 miles with me finally.  Don’t worry Lisa, you will never be referred to again as “my friend with the broke leg.”  That is behind us!  We had a great run and even stopped to taste a honeysuckle.  I think that counts as fuel…it’s natural! 

After the 10.5 mile run I grabbed some coffee and headed to Royse City to meet our little group there for 4 more miles.  They are the best!  Great conversation with new friends!  The only thing…we were quickly reminded that summer time is a comin.  Hot hot hot.  That’s ok.  14.5 great miles done for me!  33 miles for the week plus 3 crossfit days.  See…I was busy!

Royse City running buddies.

Royse City running buddies.

Onward to Saturday night!  I have sooo been looking forward to it.  The Bearded Husband and I celebrated our 10 year anniversary this past week so we stayed the night in Dallas to have some fun.  He surprised me with dinner at HG Supply Co.  It’s a Paleo restaurant in Dallas!  It was so good!  I’m dumb though, I didn’t get a picture of my delicious meal because I was too busy stuffing it in my face.  Bummer.  I did however, get a picture of my super cool drink!  As you may know, I’m pretty good at double unders right?  Well, this drink was called the “Double Under” AND it was infused with red beets!  That’s me in a glass!  Crazy.  Now, I have to say, dinner was great but I did step outside of the Paleo world Saturday night.  We had two desserts. Whoops.  Ah #sorrynotsorry.  I love that we still have so much fun together after all of this time.  My hubby is a pretty cool dude.


Coolest drink ever!

Coolest drink ever!

 Alright, finally Sunday.  We jumped out of bed, grabbed some old fashioned breakfast at the original Mama’s Daughters’ Diner and went to cheer on my little sista and a couple of running buddies in the Skyline Half.  Remember how I said it was hot?  Oh those poor sweaty runners.  We posted at the top of a hill and watched runner after runner trudge up it.  The coolest part you ask?  All of the RRC runners coasted up that hill like it was nothing.  I’m not just saying that because I love them.  The training really pays off.  They did great!  Little sista rocked it too! 

We'll pretend she didn't stop to take this selfie at mile 11.  K??

We’ll pretend she didn’t stop to take this selfie at mile 11. K??

Well, folks, thanks for being patient and forgiving me for my week off.  I’m getting busy with new summer recipes and excited about the prospect of training for another full.  Of course, you will get to hear all about it.  I know you’re so excited!  Life is good!

Hmmm which full should I do?  Please chime in!

Boston Strong! By Association…

Man!  I hang out with some REALLY cool people…and REALLY fast people!  The Boston Marathon is Monday, April 20th so today was the last track workout before the race.  My buddies and I decided to send them off with the best wishes possible.  This is the picture my awesome photographer friend Crystal got.  It was so dark!  All of my pictures looked like they were taken behind a fog.  Anyway, unfortunately they couldn’t all be there in person this morning, but they were there in spirit.  We are sending 14!  That’s 14 people in my little (big) club that qualified and are able to run Boston this year!  Yep.  We are super cool.

So about a month and a half ago my little group of running buddies and I decided we would put together a Boston Basket full of goodies they need for the trip or the race.  Well, we go big or go home.  That basket in front of them is so full of stuff.  We were so excited to give it to them it was like Christmas morning for us.  Such nerds!  We’ve been scouring the weather apps for Tuesday morning praying it didn’t rain.  The weather was perfect and they seemed excited.  Almost as excited as us!  Oh and those posters are their initials.  Our friend Jennifer stayed up late last night making each one of them that they can keep.  You thought you caught us being bad spellers huh? 

The thing is, these guys and girls are elite runners.  I don’t know how fast they run.  As far as I’m concerned as fast as a bolt of lightening, or faster.  But you would never know it in a conversation with them.  They are humble and gracious for their talents.  Every single Tuesday while I am hauling myself around the track they are shouting encouragement to me.  They care how our workouts go and compliment us for a job well done.  As they fly by me I also hear them encouraging and pushing each other.  They accept no excuses and lay it all out there.  That’s part of the reason they are flying to Boston this weekend.  The other part is just pure awesomeness…

Crystal also got a great picture of the whole group.  One of these days maybe we will run in the daylight...not really.

Crystal also got a great picture of the whole group. One of these days maybe we will run in the daylight…not really.

MeandDawnTrackSo on to the workout.  We were so inspired, my buddies and I kind of killed it.  The workout was 6×400 with 400 recovery.  It is actually a short workout because they are tapering.  We are too…by association.  My buddies Dawn, Dana and I had one of the fastest workouts I’ve had in a while with negative splits.  (Which means we got faster with each 400.)  It really helped that our other fast buddies, Sarah and Alisha, literally chased us down for the last one.  I mean chased us like a couple of skinny greyhounds after a rabbit.  We survived and lived to brag about it on Facebook.  I got that awesome, foggy looking, picture of Dawn and I.  Dana bolted before I could catch her.  She’s fast like that.

Now that we are all on the Tuesday track high, I promise I am still cooking and creating recipes for you!  I will get one posted later this week.  I am full blown committed to the Paleo challenge so I’m making some new stuff to go along with that.  The challenge is going well.  I’m such a weirdo.  I like having a regimented food plan and a regimented training plan.  Maybe a little Type A ya think?

Challenge? Ok. Challenge Accepted.


First things first.  Tonight is Kindergarten Roundup!  We are so excited in this house!  I know, I know the love of school everyday will probably wear off faster than the love of a diet but for now my boys are beside themselves that they finally get to go to kindergarten.  Um, I’m not so sad either.  Except for the fact that I’m going to lose my hour to myself every morning.  That hour between my workout and when they get up is glorious.  Oh well.  Wait!  I’m sitting here ruining my own excitement.  Ok I’ll stop.  Still excited.

I’m assuming you can tell from my amateur graphic at the top that I have a Paleo challenge going on.  Let me tell you all about it.  In Crossfit world they have these food/workout challenges.  They are always different to some degree. The big picture, in my experience, has been centered around eating Paleo food and ideally getting leaner and stronger over the course of a specific time period.  Most of the time it’s a competition with different ways to score and a winner at the end.  Let me just say that I LOVE that they do this.  It does help folks understand the Paleo lifestyle and see the progress they can make when eating well.  Selfishly, I also love that I have a group of people I can talk to about the way I eat.  The Bearded Husband and I actually started Crossfit because they had the same eating ideals that we did. 

Now, let me also say that I have been in this Crossfit world for almost two years and I’ve never actually participated in one of these challenges.  What?!  I know.  Here’s the thing, one thing I don’t like about this sort of set up is it does make it feel like a diet.  A way of eating that has an end date.  The idea is the date ends and you love it so much you keep going.  Some do, some don’t.  I am NOT on a diet.  I eat the way I eat because I get to actually eat tasty food and it makes me feel good.

I mean seriously.  Sooo good.

I mean seriously. Sooo good.

 It cures what ails me I tell ya!  Another simple reason is I’m usually training for a race so I have to tweak my diet.  I know what works and I go with it, as opposed to what the rules say.  Now, if you’ve read other posts you know I’ve done my own “challenges” but I made up the rules…

This time is different!  I’m not technically training for a specific race so that excuse is out and I’ve gotten a little stale with my progress.  I’m eating Paleo and doing all of the same stuff but I feel stale, plateaued, paused…whatever you want to call it.  I need some excitement!  I paid my buy in and signed up.  I’m going to let my trainer tell me how to eat.  I’ll try not to punch him in the throat.

One other big difference I have mentioned before is our Crossfit box has changed.  We are not Crossfit any longer, it’s called Form and Function Fitness.   Besides Crossfit workouts he’s added other classes that encompass other types of fitness.  As far as the runners go he encourages us and works with us to run a billion miles a week.  I like it.

So I’m telling you all of this craziness as background to my morning.  It was lightening and we couldn’t run.  I like to eat fries, not be one.  Duh.  So I had two choices, back to bed or Crossfit.  Well…in the challenge you get an extra piece of fruit and a starch (sweet potato) for workout days.  Guess which one I did?  Yep, I went to Crossfit at 5am for extra food.  I’m no different than my dog.

deadliftcollagefrontsquatApril2015I’m glad I went.  You never regret a workout right? Hmmm?  Anyway, I was finally able to do deadlifts without my hamstring screaming!  Yay!  We also did front squats and strict press.  Thankfully, he didn’t get a picture of the strict press.  I suck at those, and whine and complain.  I probably looked a crybaby struggling to get not that heavy of a weight over my head.  But I’m trying at least!  Trying not to punch him in the throat…Who am I kidding?  I don’t even punch that hard.

You’re thinking oh yay now we get to hear all about her meals everyday.  Don’t worry, I’ll try not to go too crazy.  I do have to tell you my recipes will be missing maple syrup and honey for a while.  That’s ok.  We can certainly live without it folks!


God nudged me a little this weekend…

SaturdayLargeGroupThis is my crew and I just love them.  Well, a lot of my crew. This picture is missing some.  A few of my good buddies were busy running 21 miles while we acted like this, and then there’s Lisa who is healing from the fracture who is VERY CLOSE to coming back!  I totally jacked this picture off of Facebook.  If I’m going to do this blog thing I need to carry my phone and take pictures.  Really I just rely on Anna Mae to take them, then I steal em.  Thanks Anna!

Anyway, Saturday was a good day for me.  I’ve been in a little slump with running.  Maybe the marathon blues, whatever that is, or most likely this achy leg I’ve been dragging around, but I’ve been fighting myself to stay motivated.  Probably every runner goes through something like that…right?  I thought so.  So, last week I really pulled out the bad attitude which is totally unusual for me!  Tuesday and Thursday we freaking hard and I was growling.  Giving my buddies bad looks and deciding I was taking a “break”.  Yeah right.  So Saturday I went out with an open mind and my IT band strap, we named Patty, for an 8 mile run.  It ended up being a slower pace than normal but a good run with good friends.

beautyviewLook at that view!  You know by now we get up super early and it is worth every single alarm chime to see that beautiful sunrise.  It reminded me that God is in control, and He has given me a lot of gifts through running.  I need to be thankful for everyday I’m able to move my body and be part of something larger than me.  I need to remember to use those gifts to glorify Him.  Not stand outside of RRC growling at my buddies.

Now, can everyone reading this remind me of these words tomorrow morning while I’m doing 1.5 mile hill repeats? 

Ok, so new perspective.  I’m training to break a 2 hour half.  Truthfully, I don’t like running fast.  BUT, I’m going to suck it up and do it.  Truthfully, I’m itching to sign up for another full.  GASP!  Until then, I’m going to keep up with my speedy buddies, and be nice to them.  I’m going to be thankful for the days I get to do what I love to do.

Okay, I laid it all out there.  Now, which full should I set my sights on?  Wink. Wink.

More Camping…Cold and Raining. We are getting used to it.


I mean seriously, I’m starting to think our camping trips are cursed!  There was no rain in the forecast and it rained.  Not the whole weekend thankfully.  But the entire last night and all while we were packing up the next morning.  It’s so fun to bring home wet and muddy camping gear.  Oh well…we are doing it again in May.  Maybe we will have better weather then!

People think we are nuts for going so often, especially in whatever weather.  I also have to say it is a TON of work.  Packing, unpacking, setting up, taking down, everything getting downright filthy…especially me since I chose to not shower.  (It’s cold people!)  However, all of the work is so worth it to watch the kids play all day and have a little freedom.  They ride their bikes, play with other kids, run around and explore, and are able to do it without me on top of them.  It’s usually a good reset for all of us.

This time we also camped with some old friends from college we haven’t seen in a while.  It was really fun to meet all of their kids and reminisce about old times.  Yeah, maybe we have turned into old people sitting around the camp fire reliving the glory days.  But hey, we had fun then and we have fun now.  We are pretty much the best.

discadaateisenhowerI’ve said it before, but as far as my menu was concerned I try not to create special occasions for myself.  Camping is one of those times.  I let my kids eat the worst junk food ever while we are camping and I’m ok with that.  For myself, I try to stay the course.  Of course we made discada the first night.  Seriously, it is one of my favorite foods!  Sooo good.  Our friends also made Mexican corn and roasted brussel sprouts over the open fire.  I mean seriously.  Then the next night was fajitas.  For lunch I took a quinoa salad that I like to make.  It’s not strict Paleo but it works for me and you can eat it cold.  I’ll post the recipe one of these days. 

Now, I have to be honest.  I stole a couple of tortillas and inhaled them like they were running away.  They were calling my name on that delicious discada.  I also had the kids make me a Smore.  Like a for real one.  No weird chocolate substitute or Paleo graham cracker.  A for real Smore.  Yum yum.  You have to live a little right!?  Mimosas made have been involved as well.  The world will never know for sure…

CowboyCoffeeSomething else I just have to mention is my friend made cowboy coffee.  Basically, she heated up water, poured the ground coffee in and let it steep.  Then we just poured it into our cups.  I don’t know why I thought it was so good but it was!  Maybe because it was so cold all weekend!  Either way, next time you’re in a coffee pinch this worked great!

So in other news.  I didn’t run at all while we were camping.  I also skipped track Tuesday because I was so tired.  Man, what a loser!  It’s not like me to go so many days without running.  Especially while camping.  Maybe I need to sign up for another full to get my butt in gear.  What do you think??

Anyway, more recipes coming this week!  I’m working on some side dishes for you.  Have a great Tuesday!

“Will Power” That is a Diet Word, Get Rid of It

Hi Folks!  Did you miss me?  I’ve been a slacker the past week in blog world.  Here’s the truth.  My “oldest” twin and I we have been busy in the Lego bin.  That kid is obsessed and I get sucked in!  It’s hard to find those little pieces in the sea of Lego’s and I think just one more…just one more…until the whole morning is gone.  I know…excuses…

So anyway, I’m a little fired up this week.  I’ve heard news of a new dessert a popular fast food place has come out with and to me it’s down right offensive!  I’m not going to get into that as badly as I want to.

It did get me thinking about something else.  Since I posted my issues about my skin I’ve gotten a lot of questions.  First, yay!  Thank you for taking the time to read my stuff!  What an honor!  Anyway, a lot of times I hear the word “will power.”  Things like “I just don’t have your will power” or “I wish I had more will power.”  What does that even mean?  I think somewhere along the way, probably the 80’s, someone said you need the “will power” to resist “x” food for the good of mankind and your rear.

Here’s my opinion, you do not need “will power” to resist eating some nasty sugar filled dessert that probably isn’t food anyway. 


At this point in my life I’m coming from an athlete standpoint when I think about things that I eat.  God gave me a body that works hard for me and I demand a lot from it.  Do I love every part of it?  Of course not, but that doesn’t mean I don’t keep working.  I get up early and work hard.  Maybe you are the same, maybe not.  However, your body is working for you too.  My bet is, you get up everyday, take care of your family, go to a job you work hard at, generally stay afloat and hopefully succeed.

Why in the world would you deserve to eat food consistently that could stop you from doing those things?  Things that don’t nourish your body enough to keep it going at full potential?

So here’s my trick.  Have you heard of hydrogenated oil?  If you haven’t you should check it out.  It’s bad bad stuff, and it’s in A LOT of stuff.  It’s a poison your body cannot process and it causes all kinds of trouble.  My kids are not Paleo but hydrogenated oil is where I draw the line.  I DO NOT bring it into my house.  So…when I’m faced with the temptation to eat a delicious sugar filled dessert (or whatever else) the thought of being skinny or having clear skin is not enough to keep me from eating it.  Picturing it dripping in a nasty poison that will stick with me forever is a different story.  It grosses me out.  Before you eat that “x” food, picture the fact that it has basically been dipped in dirty motor oil from the garage floor first.  Ugh.  Gag.  It works…

Whoa!  I got a little deep again today!  My point is, you do not need some kind of magic “will power.”  You need to just think about what you are fueling your body and mind with.  When you think about what is actually in it I hope you will also think about how wonderful you are and how you don’t deserve the abuse. 



I love running, Running is my favorite. Smiley, smiley, smiley. Nerd.


The Real Reason Why I Stick with Paleo


I’m getting real today folks.

Alright I’ve had my little baby blog for a while, you guys are getting to know me better.  You know all about my running life, Crossfit shenanigans, you see what I like to eat and you know we started this whole venture because the bearded husband was diagnosed with diabetes.  Well, I need to fess up.  I need to tell you the real reason why I take my diet so seriously.

I have Psoriasis, scalp psoriasis specifically.   It is actually an autoimmune disorder.  Thankfully in the realm of autoimmune stuff, psoriasis was all I was blessed with.  However, it has always been my deep, dark secret.  I’ve had it as far back as I can remember.  It has literally been one of my life missions to hide it.  The medicines to treat it are harsh, some of them suppress your immune system.  Most of the ones I’ve tried are just disgusting.

Then…Matt and I started down our Paleo adventure.  It took me TWO YEARS to realize my diet had an affect on my Psoriasis!  It took I don’t know how many times of sticking with the diet and everything would clear up, then falling off the wagon and my skin would inflame to realize what was going on.  Of ALL of the dermatologist and even rheumatologist I’ve been to NOT ONE of them ever suggested my diet could affect my skin.  Crazy.

Well, it does.  This little confession here is one of the reasons I started this blog.  Until now, I haven’t been brave enough to put it out there!  As more and more people learn about the way I eat they just look at me like I’m a crazy gym rat that has some kind of super will power.  So yeah, true, I love to work out a bunch and I LOVE the way I feel when I’m being a good Paleo peep.  It’s also true that Matt and I both lost a bunch of weight because of the Paleo diet.  My real, daily motivation is my skin.  One “cheat” meal necessarily won’t hurt me I guess, but two will.  If I go a whole weekend or on vacation and just eat whatever I want it sets me back months.  Months of back to hiding my skin problem and not to mention significant hair loss.  Awesome right?

I know most of you reading this do not have the same problem I do.  I’m putting this out there so you know the significance your diet can have on your health.  My autoimmune condition is about 98% controlled by what I put in my mouth.  Seriously.

Regardless of if you believe in the Paleo diet, we are not designed to eat fast foods and processed, packaged chemicals.  If you have something, anything, ailing you, look at your diet to see if there is room for change.  Like I said, for me just eating well sometimes or most of the time does not fix it.  I have to eat right all of the time.  However, I would not trade the way I feel or the way my skin is controlled for all of the junk food in the world.  It’s just not worth it.

Eek!  I put my deep dark secret on the internet!  This is a big day for me!  Maybe I was able to help someone, maybe not.  Either way, stop looking at me like a crazy gym rat!

Greatest Day and Let’s Talk About Calories…Fun!

TablecollageLook at this beauty!  My bearded husband MADE this!  I’m so excited!  It’s taken him forever.  He planed, sanded, glued, sawed, sanded and sanded some more to make my dining room table.  He put the finishing touches on it yesterday and we were able to sit at the new table and have steaks last night.  Now my dining room does not look like a skating rink littered with Legos.  So cool!!

LunchPailcroppedAlso, yesterday I was given the “Hardwork” box in the running club.  This was such an honor, especially considering how many hardworking, passionate individuals I run with daily.  It’s basically a symbol that is presented weekly to someone who is putting in the work.  Here’s a little quote from Coach:

“What if you give it your all, do the little things, be positive all times and never doubt yourself, uplift others, be a model for your kids/family, and praise God daily? I can guarantee you that your life will change.”

I mean seriously, yesterday was a great day!!  Now, this weekend I get to pick someone to pass this on to.  The pressure!  I only have about 100 people I could think of that are showing up everyday and putting in the work.  Oh man…

Now, a little late, but as promised I told you I want to talk about calories.  Fun right?!  If you read some of the Paleo books or do a little research into the Paleo world a lot of the smart folks say you do not have to count calories.  The idea is that you eat good food your body needs and your appetite will be satisfied.  That is true for a lot of people.  I, on the other hand, I think I was born with two stomachs or something because I can out eat just about anyone I know.  Add an endurance sport on top of that and it’s a little ridiculous. 

In my PERSONAL opinion, I do a little better with my diet when I’m counting calories (to a certain extent) and watching my macros.  That means I pay attention to carbs, protein, fat and sodium.  From time to time, I log my food on My Fitness Pal for a few weeks to see where I stand.  Truly, I try to stay within a certain calorie range only because it keeps my portions in check.  Boy, do they need some checks.  It’s good for me to see in black and white that an ounce or two of almonds are really great.  A Costco bag of almonds in one sitting is not so great.  Get it?  I would NEVER turn to a “low calorie” processed food to cut calories.  I would however, stuff a few less bananas in my face when I see what they are doing to my carb count for the day.

Man, I got a little serious today!  I told you I’m just trying to answer a few questions that I get from time to time.  Secretly, I’m also intrigued by nutrition.  It’s so complicated but so important. 

Well, I’m headed to Crossfit this afternoon so I need to run to get all of my chores done before I can leave the house.  Then track tomorrow!  Fun stuff!

Do you count calories?

Anyone else have an appetite like me? 

NOLA! Part Deux…

NolaCrossingFinishCroppedNola continued!  Let’s see, where did I leave off?  Oh yeah.  Best. Day. Ever. huh?  So you see that picture here?  The smile dropped off about mile 16.  That’s a holy cow, it’s hot, this is a log way to run, let me cry a little to feel better kind of face.  I last saw my family at mile 15.5.  At that point we were all starting to feel it.  I know that because I can’t post the pictures because my running buddies would kill me.  They are not pretty.  Mom handed out cutie halves like I pro and I thought they were going to save the day.  Ha!

I’m going to put it all out there folks.  If you know me, you know that my stomach does not always gel with distance running.  I ate only my own food before the race but that did not seem to matter.  I did not feel right on race day.  I took two Pepto at mile 5 and two Immodium at 13.  Yep, you guessed it.  At mile 21 none of that medicine had helped.  I won’t go into detail obviously but I was DERAILED.  I had to leave a couple of buddies because I couldn’t spend too much time without a porta potty in sight.  What a lovely couple of miles that was.  Hey, I was running for sure and crying a little.  Thankfully I got to a water station and took as much water in as I possibly could.  That did the trick!!  At that point I knew I was going to make it.  THANK GOD!

The end of the course got me mentally I believe.  It was a long out and back with no access for spectators.  Our little group started spreading out as well.  So it was quiet and lonely.  One huge thing I haven’t mentioned is my friend Heather was given the gift of a bible verse for every mile from one of her friends.  Since she was with us, she read them aloud.  It was awesome.  At the beginning it was fun to hear.  As the race went on it became a life line.  Well, during my little episode I lost Heather.  I repeated “I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.” Phil 4:13 about a zillion times.

Then the coolest thing happened.  At about mile 23.5 I was walking and sniffling some and this tall blond girl came up beside me and said “No more of this.  You have a two mile warm up left.  You are running with me.”  So I started running with her.  We talked some.  Her name was Gabrielle and she was from Canada.  At one point my foot was hurting and I told her I needed to walk for a second.  She told me, “No way, your foot is not broken, keep running.”  That’s what I did, then amazingly I saw Heather just up ahead!!  I told Gabrielle that was my friend so she said, “Then go catch her!”  I told Gabrielle she was an angel and left her behind.  I caught Heather just before mile 25, just in time to hear the verse!  Then we finished together.

Heather and I at the finish line.

Heather and I at the finish line.

Here’s the thing.  I’m tearing up as I type this.  I couldn’t find Gabrielle after the race to thank her.  I believe she was an angel sent to help me.  Yes, she was a real person, I was not that delirious.  But her name was even Gabrielle!  My sister said maybe Taylor sent her to tell me to suck it up.  Whatever happened, she was there and at that moment she was everything I needed.  If anyone knows her, please thank her for me.

As Heather and I finished the last mile we saw our good friend Shirley and Coach who were there cheering us on.  Then so many at the finish.  It means so much to see the friendly faces.  So much.  We came in at 4:49:21.  I am proud of that.  That last 5 miles were one of the hardest things I have ever done.  I will take what I learned from this race and apply it to another one some day.  Also, all of my buddies did awesome as well.  Including Lisa, with her fractured leg!

I love this picture.  It shows how awesome my bearded husband is.

I love this picture. It shows how awesome my bearded husband is.

After the finish I cried with the hubby for a little while then I celebrated with my family and running buddies.MeafterFinishNola ended up still being one of the best days of my life.  We trained very hard for this one race.  Even though I did not quite make my goal I’m proud of the accomplishment and it gives me something more to work toward.  I learned that God does give me strength (and Canadian angels), I have the best running buddies on the planet, the best support and I do love this sport.

MeAfterNolaCollageIf you think for one second I stayed true to Paleo during my last 24 hours in New Orleans you are dearly mistaken.  I ate and enjoyed the city!  Today I stepped on the scale and you’ll be glad to know I’m back to the real world.  Track tomorrow with scrambled eggs to follow!


NOLA! Part 1…

My buddies! Apparently, I'm the only one that got the funny face memo.

My buddies! Apparently, I’m the only one that got the funny face memo.

Hi!  I survived, humbled but alive!  I have so much to tell you, I have to break it up into two parts.  Otherwise, this will be a marathon blog post and I’m sure that’s not what you are looking for.  Hehe get it??  Anyway, we are home and back into the same routine sort of.  Man I have lots to tell you.

Here are Lisa and I at the expo.  Two nervous nelly's I tell ya.

Here are Lisa and I at the expo. Two nervous nelly’s I tell ya.

I’ll start by saying I successfully completed the New Orleans Rock ‘n’ Roll Marathon on January 25th.  (Just in case you’ve never read this blog before, otherwise you know that I’ve been talking about it forever.)  I think the race weekend really started on Thursday.  I got a call from one of my best running buddies, Lisa, that she had a stress fracture in her tibia.  Boy was that stressful!  I was in the kitchen crying for her.  But guess what??  She ran the race anyway!  Sheer badassery! 

This is the crew that braved the Nola trip with me.  Rogue looking bunch.

This is the crew that braved the Nola trip with me. Rogue looking bunch.

So super early Saturday morning after leaving the offspring with Nonnie and Grandpa, my dear hubby, my mom, my great neighbors, Allison and Matt, and myself left for the big city of New Orleans.  What a great trip all around!  We laughed and carried on and yes, all 5 of us shared a hotel room.  Shhh, don’t tell the hotel folks.  It was quite the covert operation.  We stayed up laughing like little kids all weekend.  They were AWESOME on race day!  If you have never ran a race you will never know how great it is to look forward to seeing your family on the course and then actually seeing them.  It passes in 5 seconds but it means the world.

They even made a sign!

They even made a sign!

Saturday night the entire Rockwall Running Club got together in the hotel for a prayer and a pep talk from Coach.  I believe there were about 45 of us in all.  It is so inspiring to hang around these awesome runners.  There are runners from all levels but we are a tight community with a respect for God and the sport.  Coach mentioned that we need to know our “Why” for running the race.  Well, I knew my Why for this race…


My “Why”. #TB23

This picture is my cousin, Taylor, whom we lost this past summer in a car accident.  She was absolutely beautiful and full of life.  Taylor was an incredible athlete.  I always knew that she played sports well, but until hearing from all of her teammates at her funeral I had no idea what type of teammate she was.  She not only excelled in everything, she accepted no excuses and lifted her team up.  They told stories of her winning cross country meets then going back on the course to encourage them.  What an inspiration!  I put her number on my singlet and ran in memory of her.  Boy did she help me too!  That story will come in Part 2…just wait on it!

Sunday morning came and my running buddies and I marched down to the start line.  Of course way too early and we stood around and froze for awhile.  That’s what we do.  We got in the coral together, took pictures, encouraged, went over the race plans and jumped around from nerves.  The race started and we were off. 

Here we are at mile 9.  We look awesome right??
Here we are at mile 9. We look awesome right??

There were 8 of us who basically trained together at about the same pace and planned to stay together.  The plan was to run a 10:15 pace for 15 miles then start to drop the pace in the later miles.  Ha!  Yeah that didn’t happen.  Folks!  26.2 miles is a long way to run!  For the first 20, we were on top of the world.  Good 10:00 minute pace, we tried to conserve energy, stay as close together as we could, see the sights, you know all of the good stuff.  Lisa was doing great. Best. Day. Ever.

Then mile 21 came…things changed a little…we all made it but those smiles changed to determined grimaces.

To be continued…da da duh…