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My dad signed us up Tuesday, so there’s no turning back now! This November he’ll be running his first half marathon and I’ll be running two half marathons in two days! That should be an interesting experience!

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I think I’m up for the challenge though! Plus its pretty darn exciting that my dad and I are doing another race together and the fact that this will be the first of hopefully many half marathons that he will run! πŸ˜‰ It’s also pretty exciting that I have someone who actually wants to do these things with me! Not gonna lie, for the most part I do prefer to run alone, but I’m always open to run with other people anyway! Especially my family!

So like I mentioned on Monday, he’s been gearing up in preparation for half marathon training! On Sunday he got himself a legit pair of running shoes, an r8 roller, a bunch of Honey Stinger waffles, and a pair of compression socks, and on Tuesday, along with registering ups both for the Gobbler Grind, he got himself a Road ID (which I think is one of the most important pieces of gear you can own. I’ve got a whole post about what they are and why I think they’re important that you can read here πŸ™‚ ) and a bunch of badges for it.

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So he should be pretty much set! Plus he has the added benefit of being able to talk to someone who’s done the whole half marathon thing, has been running for almost 5 years, and who is always reading, listening to podcasts, and talking to more experienced runners about the subject. Lucky him haha! Aside from all of the various resources I’ve mentioned I’ve been pretty much on my own with the whole running and half marathon-ing thing. Maybe one day I’ll hire a coach. At least that would take a lot of the guess work out of it. But I do kinda like flying solo. πŸ˜‰

As for me, well, I’m not too worried. At least not yet haha. I’m pretty sure I’m gonna be able to pull off this stunt and when I do I’m pretty sure that’s just gonna be even more justification to myself that I absolutely need to run a full marathon, probably next year. πŸ˜‰ But we’ve still got a ways to go before we get anywhere near that territory.

Anyway, I’m a little bit annoyed right now. Earlier this week my neighbor let her daughter come over while she was really sick. Literally the first thing that kid said when she walked through my door was “I have a really bad cold.” Yup, after she said that I knew I’d be getting sick…and now, of course I am. It was really bad yesterday, but I seem to be improving a little bit today. My throat is pretty sore though and that’s super annoying. Plus I’ve been super crazy tired, so I didn’t run yesterday or today. I figured it was probably best to let my body rest.

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I’m annoyed though because now Luke has also come down with it and had to come home early from work today. All of this could have been prevented if my neighbor would have just kept her kid at home. Or at least would have told me that the kid was sick when she asked if she could come over, because then I would have said no. Don’t get me wrong, I like my neighbors and I really don’t mind that her kid comes over all the time. She likes to hang out with me and play with all of our animals. But I don’t exactly think it’s cool to be sending your sick kid to someone else house so that she can infect everyone else. Like I said, now both Luke and I have it and it fucking sucks..

Especially since it’s really nice outside right now and there is a bunch of stuff we need to get done for the garden, the rabbits, the chickens, and whatnot and this evening would have been a good time to get a start on some of that because Luke doesn’t work tomorrow, but now we aren’t going to get a chance to take advantage of that or the nice weather (it’s supposed to rain on tomorrow, and then get kinda cold again on Saturday and Sunday) which sucks. I don’t know man, obviously I don’t have kids, but if I did I don’t think I’d be sending their sick asses around to infect the neighbors.

So yeah, did a whole lot of nothing yesterday. This morning I walked Lily since it was crazy nice out and I figured getting a little bit of vitamin D might help my situation a little bit. I’ve also been trying to drink more water today because I didn’t drink much yesterday. It’s super hard to motivate yourself to drink water when your throat hurts. Which is weird because right now cold stuff seems to be making my throat feel a little better, but I still don’t feel like drinking water. Haha bodies are weird. I’ve also been making a point to eat super well today. Trying to get lots of nutrients in to help my body fight off this thing as quickly as possible. I’m already tired of all of this “resting” nonsense, but I know I’ll probably get well faster if I do it. I just don’t really do the whole sitting around doing nothing thing well. Especially on really pretty days like today when I’d rather be outside.

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Oh well. I can’t do much about it now, aside from what I’m already doing. Hopefully this illness wont stick around for too long because both Luke and I are already very tired of it haha.

Oh, but possible on the bright side, my Oiselle pocket jogger capris should hopefully be getting here tomorrow! There was a whole freaking debacle about that haha. I had originally ordered a pair on March 16th, but long story short, the UPS lost them and it took them 3 weeks to figure that out. Yeah, that was super annoying. But Oiselle’s customer service is pretty great and they refunded the order right away after the UPS officially declared them lost or whatever. So I re-ordered them last Friday and hopefully they’ll actually get here this time. If not I’m gonna have to make a point to not order anything online that ships via the UPS. This isn’t the first time I’ve had issues with the UPS but it’s been the worst by far. I really really want to try out Oiselle’s leggings though and this particular pair has ALL OF THE POCKETS! So fingers crossed that the UPS doesn’t fuck up a second time. I mean, what are the odds, right?

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Alrighty then, that’s all for today! I’m gonna go back to wallowing in my own misery now. πŸ˜‰

~Ashley

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Whiskey Run 5K 3/11/18

I haven’t done an “official” 5k since I did Running With The Cows back in May of 2016. Actually, last year the only race I did was the Longview half. Haha I don’t get to race very often, so it’s pretty exciting when I do! πŸ™‚ Plus this one was even more exciting because my dad did it with me! It was his first official 5k and that’s so super awesome!!

But before we get to how the Whiskey 5k went for the two of us yesterday, I need to talk about what I did on Saturday, and how apparently it wasn’t as bad as an idea as I thought it would have been.

So. Saturday. The day before the Whiskey Run. My dad had to drive from Colorado to Kansas, which is an 11 ish hour drive. I’m sure that wasn’t an ideal way to spend the day before your first 5k race, but he’s a truck driver so I suppose he’s used to it. Plus this whole thing was kind of his idea! Haha you see, while I was in Colorado I told him about it and he said it was the perfect race for him! First off, he enjoys whiskey. Second, the race is in Martin City, and Martin is his last name (and it was mine as well until I got married πŸ˜‰ ). So he told me to sign us up and obviously I did. So he ended up getting to my house at midnight on Sunday morning. Not ideal, but hey, we made it work. πŸ™‚

I on the other hand, ended up going out on Saturday night with Luke, his brother, and his brother’s girl friend. To a bar. To play pool. So not my thing… I enjoy a little bit (or sometimes a lot hahaha) of drinking every once in a while, but I definitely don’t do it often. Especially not the night before a race! Or long run, or hard workout, or the night before I know I need to be up super early. I could keep going. πŸ˜‰ And I’m terrible and pool and don’t particularly enjoy playing it. But Luke really wanted me to go and I’m glad that I did. We all had a pretty good time and spent more time talking than playing pool, which was good, because like I said, I’m terrible at it. Luke and I also devoured a plate of cheese fries and an order of mozzarella sticks. So with all of that on top of the 4 or 5 beers I had, Luke and I joked all night that I was “carb loading”. Because you know, totally necessary to do that before a 5k. And obviously beer and cheese fries are the way to go! πŸ˜‰ πŸ˜‰ πŸ˜‰

 

 

Oh man, it was a fun night though. And Luke and I ended up getting to our house about 5 minutes before my dad did, so that worked out nicely. πŸ™‚

I made my dad some food, we all hung out for about half an hour or so, and then the three of us decided we needed to go to bed. Luke had to work in the morning, my dad and I had to be up at 6 am, and oh, did I mention daylight’s savings happened Sunday morning? So we lost an hour of sleep. Terrific…

Setting my alarm for 6 am was slightly demoralizing knowing that in 4 short hours I would need to be awake. And actually waking up to that alarm was pretty sucky. But after initially waking up, the race day excitement kicked in and everything was fine after that. πŸ™‚ And I mean, coffee and a Honey Stinger waffle definitely helped.

 

 

Plus I do kind of have a pre race routine, which starts the day before. I set my coffee maker, decide what I’m having for breakfast, lay out all of my gear, and just make sure everything will be as easy as possible in the morning. I had taken care of all of that stuff the day before and I’m very glad that I did! But this time was a little different because now I had another person I needed to worry about. So at 6 am I got up, turned on the coffee maker, woke up my dad, got dressed, made both of us coffee, made sure we both ate a little something, and were ready to leave at 7. It all ended up going very smoothly, which was nice. πŸ™‚

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The outfit I had planned on wearing. And I did wear it haha. But it was a lot colder than I thought it was going to be thanks to a lot of wind, so I had to wear a hoodie over my super pretty St. Patrick’s Day shirt.

We got to the starting line about an hour and a half early, so we ended up finding a parking space very easily. While we were driving on part of the course we found port-o-potties, and the tent where the post run breakfast was being held (it was a few blocks away from the start/finish line, so that walk made a nice cool down haha). After we parked we picked up our packets and went straight back to the car to put on our bibs and timing chips because it was pretty cold and windy out. Not ideal for standing around in, but I’ll gladly take cold and cloudy weather for a race any day. πŸ™‚ Luckily for my dad, I’ve done this a few times before and made sure to grab him some safety pins at the packet pick up booth because he completely forgot haha. Also explained that the bib goes on the front of your shirt and that some people (i.e. me before my very first half) obsess over making it perfectly straight. I’m very much over that though. πŸ˜‰

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My kinda crooked bib number.

Once that was all taken care of, we hung out in the nice, warm car for a while, watching all of the other runners arrive. We actually watched the people who ended up being the overall male and female winners warming up. Turns out they are married and both won a bottle of whiskey so that’s pretty cool! Party at their house, right? πŸ˜‰

Anyway, around 8:00, half an hour before start time, I had to pee (of course πŸ˜‰ ). So we set out to brave the cold and wind to get in line for a port-o-potty. There was only one at the start line though, so we walked a few blocks down to the port-o-potties by the buffet tent. I’m glad we did! That was a nice little warm up for us and there was no line for those haha! After that we were both pretty cold, so we warmed up in the car again for a few minutes and then we lined up at the start/finish line!

 

We are both slow runners, so we lined up at the back and we actually didn’t even hear the national anthem playing, but about midway through we noticed that people at the front had their hats off and their hands over their hearts, so we followed suit along with a few others in the back. We did hear the announcer counting down though! Everyone started surging forward, we crossed the timing mat, and my dad took off like a bat out of hell!

Holy cow I was not ready for that! As someone who’s race a few times, has been running for a few years, and has read several books on the subject, I now know that it’s best to start off all races conservatively. I told my dad that, he didn’t care, the first half mile was hell haha. Especially since my stomach wasn’t feeling all that happy after the beer and cheese fries the night before…

So throughout the first mile we kept getting separated. We were doing run/walk intervals and I was trying to take the run intervals somewhatΒ conservatively at first, but my dad would take off and start weaving between people. Eventually I told him that that was fine and I’d just catch up to him once he started feeling terrible and was regretting going out so fast, so I just started doing my own thing haha. Well, until he started talking shit! As we were closing in on mile two he told some lady that I was half his age and couldn’t keep up. Oh hell no! At that point I was feeling better and my stomach had settled so I planned on taking off! Haha we ended up getting kinda separated by a police officer on a motorcycle who was in front of the lead runner and I never saw my dad when I decided to take off.

So we ended up running most of mile two without each other, but that’s what he gets for starting out too fast! πŸ˜‰ I ended up seeing him at a turn around as I was leaving the water station and he was going through it. When I saw him I yelled “hey slow-poke” to get his attention,and I slowed down and he spend up and eventually caught me. By that point he was huffing, puffing, and wanting to take longer walking breaks, so we did. Haha I made fun of him the whole time though, telling him that now I felt great and that he should have listened to me at the beginning. It was all in good fun though.

During the last mile I realized that I did feel really good though! Like, freaking fantastic! At that point I got super duper excited about everything that is to come for me, running wise. I’ve got another 5k in May and I’m already signed up to do the Longview Half for the 4th year in a row, and I cannot wait to see what training for that will bring!

Anyway, we ended up walking the uphills during the last mile, and absolutely killing it on the downhills. I might have been pushing the pace a little bit. Plus running down hill with reckless abandoned is one of my favorite pass times. Plus did I mention how amazing I felt?Β  Haha my dad was still huffing and puffing, but he was a total trooper and kept up with me during my downhill escapades!

At the very end we were just behind this other guy and my dad goes “Ashley, we’re beating him”. Now in the back of my mind I started thinking that shooting past someone else at the finish line is kinda bad race etiquette, when you’re not really fighting for any particular place (I could be wrong about that, but I’m pretty sure I read that somewhere). But I was caught up in the moment, felt amazing, and now it was my turn to take off like a bat out of hell! I crossed the finish line feeling super strong and my dad came in about 2 seconds behind me! Not bad!! All in all I’d say my dad’s first 5k was a total success!

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Anyone remember me saying that my goal for Running With The Cows is 38 minutes? This result makes that feel a whole hell of a lot more doable than I had originally thought! πŸ™‚

Well, kind of. You see, my dad has this old injury in his calf, and that stunt at the finish line ended up irritating in. So apparently he was in a lot of pain crossing the finish line and spent the rest of the day limping around on it. Haha and I spent the rest of the day joking about how this means he obviously needs to start running more and should definitely do more races with me. πŸ˜‰

Anyway, at the finish line we took some photos on my phone, a race photographer took some photos of us with the KC Running Company trailer, we got and enjoyed our shot of whiskey, and we talked to a few people. Haha mostly because they were concerned about my dad who was obviously in pain and limping around. Ah man, I love runners. In general we tend to be some really awesome people. πŸ™‚

 

After hanging out at the finish line for a little bit we started making our way to the buffet tent. Although very slowly, because my dad couldn’t walk very fast on his hurt leg. I talked to a really nice kid (he was probably 17 or 18) about how much fun this race was and how finishing times didn’t matter and that having fun was the most important thing. That’s pretty much my philosophy for all things running, so I totally agreed! He was a very cool guy. πŸ™‚ By that time I was really feeling that shot of whisky haha. I don’t drink a lot of hard liquor so it tends to affect me pretty fast. Apparently even more so after running! So I was one happy camper heading to that breakfast buffet!

Once we finally go there we filled up our plates with bacon, eggs, sausages, and potatoes. Yum!! My dad also got biscuits and gravy. Gross… πŸ˜‰ Sat down and enjoyed our breakfast! And it was really good!! πŸ™‚ Jack Stacks did not disappoint!

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On our way out we both grabbed some coffee for our not-so-long, but definitely slow walk back to the car. On our way home we stopped at Target so my dad could get some Epsom salt and I grabbed a Kombucha which I definitely enjoyed in the shower. πŸ˜‰ When I was done my dad took his Epsom salt bath, we both napped (haha the 4 hours of sleep we both got was definitely catching up to us), and then around 5 pm my dad had to leave. He had to work today so he couldn’t stay any longer.

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We both had a great time and I think I might have convinced my dad to become a runner! I sure hope so, anyway! πŸ˜‰

I hope you had a good weekend!

~Ashley

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2018 Goals, Potential Races, and Finn’s First Birthday!

Happy New Year, everyone!!

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I hope you had a very merry Christmas, a fun (and safe) New Year’s Eve, and a happy holiday season in general. Mine sure was!!

For Thanksgiving Luke and I drove to my parents’ place Colorado and only really got to spend one full day there, but we jam packed that day with all sorts of fun (which you can read all about here πŸ™‚ )!

 

 

For Christmas we drove to Illinois and were able to stay there for a little longer. We spent A LOT of time running around all over the place trying to go everywhere we needed to go, see everyone we needed to see, and attended the usual family Christmas parties. We totally succeeded at all of that and had lots of fun doing it! It hardcore wore us out though and I think all of that contributed in my getting a gross chest cold later in the week haha. You can read about that craziness here, if you’d like. πŸ˜‰

 

And as for New Year’s Eve well, we were going to hang out with some friends, but one of them had just had surgery and since I was sick that didn’t end up happening. So I spent most of the morning making the Carrot-Ginger soup from Run Fast Eat Slow and it turned out great!! Then Luke and I just hung out at home together all night. It sucks that I’m sick but it was still nice. Plus he’s taken a couple of days off of work this week, so we’ll getΒ even more time to spend together which is nice. He works a lot so we don’t get that very often anymore.

But anyway, enough about holiday stuff, lets talk about my goals for the new year!! Honestly I don’t have many that are super thought out or anything. One day a week or two ago I just wrote down a few things I wanted to do and work on and kinda sorta built on those, pretty much as I wrote this blog post hahaha.

Goals For 2018:

  • Be more constant about hitting my step goal. Thanks to the whole fitness tracker crazy, it seems like nowadays a goal that a bunch of people have is to take 10,000 steps everyday, and I am one of those people. 10,000 steps is kind of an arbitrary number, but I think it’s a good goal to have, especially in our modern world in which we do a lot of sitting. It’s definitely a very obtainable goal and I’m usually pretty good about it, but I’ve been slacking a little bit over the past several months. Now I decided to go with being more consistent instead of trying to aim for it every single day because that seems like the better way to go. I mean, every once in a while it’s nice to have a day were you sit around doing nothing, or life happens and you just can’t get it done without going to extremes, or becoming super neurotic about it. And besides, consistency is key. πŸ™‚
  • Build up my weekly running mileage to about 50-60 miles a week. This is something I’ve been wanting/needing to do for a while, but have never really come up with a plan to accomplish. Technically I still don’t have an actualΒ plan,Β but I do have a pretty good idea about how I want to go about doing it, so at least there’s that.
  • Keep a training log. Another thing I’ve been needing to do for a while! Actually, I have kinda sort kept a written log before. I do really well for a while but then kinda taper out. But now I plan on keeping an alarm on my phone to remind me to do it haha! I think a written log is definitely going toe help me find things I can do to help me improve my running, figure out how/when/why I get injured (I’m kinda sort injury prone πŸ˜‰ ), and help me keep up with my goals. I mean, it seems like the most successful runners keep a written training log, so there’s gotta be something to it!
  • Write down one positive thing in said training log every day. I think this will just be a good way to remember that not everyday is good, but there is good in everyday. Even if that good is something super small like met a new dog, ate a yummy cookie, my hair looked nice today, and stuff like that. πŸ™‚

So that pretty much covers my goals for the year. I think they’re all achievable goals. Now I just have to remember to stick with them hahaha. πŸ˜‰

Along with my goals there are also a few races that I want to run this year; the Garmin 10k in April (I thought about doing the half but I’ve yet to do an “official” 10k and that’s something I want to cross of my bucket list. Plus a 10k takes a lot less time to train for haha), the Running with the Cows 5k (which I signed up for before the price increase last night! πŸ˜‰ ) in May, and the Longview half in November (that’ll make it 4 years in a row that I’ve run this race and I want to keep that going!!!

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The Garmin 10k will be a new one for me, if I do it, and that’s pretty exciting!! Plus, it’s held at the Garmin world headquarters which is legit 10 minutes away from my house, so that’s really nice! I did the Running with the cows 5k in 2016 and it was a lot of fun!! There were baby goats and cows at the start line, It’s held on a pretty rural road with all sorts of pretty views of cow fields, and there is a ridiculous amount of food at the end! So what’s not to love?!? Oh and this one is like 15 minutes away from my house which is also super awesome. πŸ™‚ And of course the Longview half. My first and only half marathon experience and my November tradition. Eventually I will run another half that is not this one. Eventually…hahaha.

 

 

Aaaaand last but certainly not least; today is Finn’s first birthday!! Yay!!

Finn started out life as a not so cute puppy (I mean, ALL puppies are cute, but Finn was the least cute puppy I’ve ever seen hahaha. He was mostly just awkward.) with ears that were way too big for his body and couldn’t make up their mind if they wanted to be up or down. He’s always been a little shit disturber and that hasn’t changed, but he’s learning how to act, how to behave, and how to function in scary/different environments. He’s way too smart for his own good, but eager to please (as most border collies are). His ears have finally made up their minds and he has finally grown into them, and he’s grown into a very handsome boy. His herding instincts are amazingly strong, he has a very strong eye, and has an obsessive need to circle things, and likes to cut the head of whatever it is he’s herding (dogs, cats, rabbits) and is definitely a nose biter. I really want to take him somewhere and get him some herding lessons. He’s the perfect age for that, but unfortunately we don’t currently have the time or money to do it. Maybe one day though. And maybe one day after we have some testing done on his eyes and hips, Mr. Finn just might become a proud father. πŸ˜‰

 

Mr. Finn isn’t the only one with a winter birthday though. Dean was born on January 17th and will be 3 this year, and Lily was born in February and will be 8 (haha my friend who’s dad bred her, and her boyfriend at the time who originally ended up with her but ended up giving her to me, couldn’t remember the exact day, but it was definitely February. πŸ˜‰ ). So we might just have to have another puppy party for the three of them. They’re all good dogs and I’m very glad that I was lucky enough to end up with all of them.

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Having 3 border collies and no farm/livestock is hard though, I’m not gonna lie. These dogs do require a lot of work, time, attention, exercise, and mental stimulation. I’m also very lucky to have the time, patience, and knowledge to be able to handle the task of keeping 3 high energy, highly intelligent dogs happy. πŸ™‚

But anyway, that’s everything I’ve got for today! I hope everyone has a fantastic 2018!!

~Ashley

Longview Half Marathon Recap 11/11/17

It’s done! Finally! This terrible, horrible, crazy training cycle is finally over! My 3rd half marathon is done, I did it, and I never have to worry about half marathon number 3 ever again!!!! πŸ˜‰

I know I’ve talked about how and why this training cycle just did not go well about 8 billion times, but I figure for the purpose of this race recap I should mention why, yet again. So just real quick, I hurt my knee in August, was unable to run for most of August and September because of that. I had a bunch of crazy life stuff going on; family stuff, a friend who died, and some other randomness. Then a week before race day I got sick with a terrible chest cold and I found out during the race that I definitely was not as over it as I thought it was.

Okey Dokey, now that that’s out of the way, I just want to take a second to say that I’m a little bit disappointed with how the Longview Half was organized this year. I know this race is still really new (this was literally the 4th year they’ve held it) and I’m sure there are plenty of kinks to work out, but I just feel like the previous two years that I ran this race it went a little bit better. Especially in regards to the aid stations.

So first off, I don’t think there are enough porta potties at the starting line. Especially now that there are more runners because of the 5k that’s attached to this event now. I’m pretty sure the half started a few minutes late because of the amount of runners still in line to use the porta potties. I do, however, really appreciate the person (I’m not sure if he was a race official or a volunteer, but I can only assume he was somehow involved with putting on the race) who was encouraging the 5k runners to let the half marathon runners go first. I do not appreciate the man who was wearing jeans and obviously not a runner, who was in front of me in line….Come on people, let the runners go first!!! We paid to be here, do this thing, and use all of the race amenities.

Second off, I feel like the aid station situation was a complete disaster! I’m not sure who the aid station volunteers were this year, but for the most part they seemed to mostly be a bunch of high school age kids and they were super duper unorganized. Like, last year and the year before the first couple of people handing out cups would have water and then the next couple of people would have water and it was nice and organized and easy to make it through the aid station with what you needed. This was not the case this year. This year it was all completely random. Some people had Gatorade, some had water, some had both, and a lot of them weren’t telling you what they had, so you’d have to ask. I guess that’s not reallyΒ that big of a deal, but it was a little confusing. But what really sucked was that a lot of these kids were running around the tables, in the road, and just all over the place. That was super stressful and confusing. At one point I wasn’t even sure where I was supposed to go because people were running around everywhere and standing in front of the arrows pointing out the race course, and it sucked. Also, I don’t think the Gatorade was mixed properly. The previous two years I ran this race the Gatorade tasted fine, but this year it was super watered down and gross…That was crazy disappointing.

And yet again the person who was supposed to be calling out names at the finish line missed a bunch of people this year. I didn’t get to witness this and I actually got announced as I crossed the finish line this year (last year I didn’t), but my husband Luke did, and he told me it was really starting to piss him off. He told me that just doesn’t seem fair because this is a bunch of people’s big day and that everyone deserves to feel like a bad ass athlete at the finish line of their race, and I totally agree! I don’t think it’s fair that some people miss out on that. And I can personally say that it is a little bit disappointing when you don’t get to hear your name being announced as you cross the finish line, because like I said, I didn’t get that last year.

Alrighty then! Now that that’s out of the way, lets talk about my race day!!

It started at 5:45 am, which I now know was waaay too late haha. The race started at 8 am and is 40 minutes away from my house, so I thought that would give me enough time to eat, get dressed, and then get to the starting line with plenty of time to spare, but that was not the case. I ate what I could (I was getting pretty nervous at this point so that wasn’t much haha), drank some coffee, let my dogs out, got dressed, let two of the dogs back in because they are the two that can’t/don’t want to be left in the yard for extended periods of time, woke up Luke (who was myΒ chauffeur/coach/motivational speaker/photographer/cheerleader/anything else I needed him to be. Basically what I’m saying is he had to do all of the hard work and all I had to do was run πŸ˜‰ ), and got all loaded up into the car by about 6:20 am, which was about 20 minutes later than we should have left. Oops.

That really only ended up being a problem because of race day traffic, which was obviously expected, and I just want to say that I think the police officers who were out there directing traffic in the cold did an awesome job. They were all super nice and took very good care of us runners, so I thanked as many of them as I could while I was out on the course. Seriously, I’m so great full for what they were out there doing. πŸ™‚

So anyway, the parking situation seemed to go pretty smoothly, and we got parked and to the start area with about 10 minutes before the starting time. That kinda sucked because like I said before, the lines for the porta potties were pretty long and I had to pee, but on the bright side, at least I didn’t have to stand in the cold for a long amount of time. Haha not gonna lie though, while standing in line for the porta potties Luke was starting to stress me out by constantly asking me what time it was and saying that some of the runners weren’t going to start on time. A bunch of us missed the national anthem (I was literally peeing while it happened) but the race started a few minutes late, so I think most of us got lined up just in time. πŸ™‚

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Me being slightly stressed out by the 5k runners who were mingling in with the half marathoners at the starting line, but at least I made it there! πŸ™‚

Luckily all of the confusion with the 5k runners just generally being in the way at the starting line didn’t last too long. I had just enough time to shove my phone into the pocket in my tights before we were counted down and sent onto our 13.1 mile journey back to where we started.

I started out near the 3 hour pacer, but within the first half mile-ish I ended up near the 2:50 pacer. I knew that probably wasn’t a good idea, but the second I started running I feltΒ amazing!Β The weather was nice; cloudy and chilly. My legs were fresh and felt great. I was ready to go! At this point I still had no plans other than finishing, but I thought it was going to be a great run!! Unfortunately I was very wrong…

The first mile flew by, as I think most first miles do during a race. By mile two I was nice and warmed up, so I ditched my hoodie at the first aid station and only got away with a single cup of water instead of a cup of Gatorade like I had wanted, because of some of the aid station confusion that I had mentioned before. But that early into the race I wasn’t all that worried about it.

So mile two is where the biggest hill on the course is, and the Longview Half has a timing mat at the bottom and top of this hill, and gives out a “King Of The Mountain” award to the fastest man and woman to make it up the hill, which I think is super duper neat! Even thought that’s something I’ll never win hahaha. Especially since I walked up mostΒ  of the hill, but that was part of my plan and I was gonna stick to it because I wanted the good feelings I was experiencing to last. Near the top of the hill I started running again and I felt strong as hell! Apparently I looked strong too, because the announcer at the top of the hill said I was making it look easy. I liked him. πŸ™‚ There was also another race photographer at the top of the hill and I think those would have been some of my best race photos. They actually posted the race photos last night, but the King of the Mountain photos stopped at the 2:40 pace group and at that point I think I was still running near the 2:50, which sucks…I asked about that on their Facebook page and haven’t heard anything back yet, but it is still pretty early and I’m still super impressed that they got most of the photos up so quickly!

Anyway, around the 5k mark I backed off a little because I knew I was probably running too fast considering the lack of training I went into this thing with. So once I got to around mile 4 I was running near the 2:55 pacer and still feeling good! At the mile 4 aid station I discovered the gross, poorly mixed Gatorade, but I was glad that I had gotten some, along with a cup of water. This was also the aid station that I got a bit confused at because of all of the craziness that was going on with the volunteers, but it didn’t take me long to continue on my way in the correct direction. This was also the point in the race that I wanted to eat the first half of one of my Honey Stinger waffles, but the gross Gatorade upset my stomach and was only able to take a few bites of one. But it was still pretty early into the race and I was still feeling great, so I wasn’t all that worried about it. Especially since I was hoping that the Gatorade at that aid station was just a fluke and that it would be better at the other aid stations, but it did not…

Miles 5 and 6 were pretty uneventful. I was still feeling good, running in between the two 2:55 pacers (I think one was planning on finishing a little bit before 2:55 and the other planned on finishing a little after). At mile 6 I was yet again disappointed by the nasty Gatorade situation, but there was no point of worrying about it then, so I didn’t. But I did get two cups of it at that aid station, because it was so diluted and I wanted to make sure I was getting an adequate amount of electrolytes.

Anyway, around mile 7 I was feeling strong as hell. I was tackling the hills and felt great doing it, still running with the 2:55 pacer and talking to her a little bit. I’m pretty sure she started calling me “Nike” at this point because of my shirt haha. She was pretty awesome!

Around this time I had started getting anxious to see Luke, because near the end of mile 7 was where he had planned on being. I finally found him and he walked with me for a few seconds. He had a water bottle with him so I took a drink and I handed off my gloves because my hands felt warm enough and my sunglasses because they were fogging up and pissing me off. He told me I looked good, wished me luck, and then we parted ways.

Then mile 8 happened. Fuck you mile 8!Β I made it through the aid station alright. Got more water and gross Gatorade. Tried to eat a few more bites of one of my Honey Stinger waffles, but I was nowhere near following my fueling plan at this point. Anyway, about half way through mile 8 the wheels completely came off the bus. I was starting to get really dizzy, which was super frustrating because aside from the dizziness I still felt great!

Around mile 9 I started coughing and hacking pretty badly. That’s when I realized I wasn’t as over my cold as I had thought and that I obviously still had phlegm in my lungs, which I think what might have been causing me to be dizzy. That along with my not so great fueling. I was getting even more dizzy at this point, so I ended up walking all of mile 9 and losing the 2:55 pace group.

Around mile 10 I was still dizzy, still walking, and had been passed by the 3 hour pace group, but I was just right behind them. But I felt fucking awful. This was for real the worst I’veΒ everΒ felt and I had no idea how I was going to make it another 3 miles…Especially since mile 11 takes you over the lake which tends to be the hardest part of the race for me, since you have to deal with some strong bursts of wind coming off of the lake. But once I saw the mile 11 sign I started running again. I was still feeling pretty awful, but I wasn’t as dizzy. Plus I having 2 miles to go seemed a little less daunting than 3. There is another race photographer on the bridge during mile 11 and that’s where I’ve been doing my smiley, thumbs up photo, but this year I didn’t have it in me. This photographer was doing a really good job of getting a photo of every person by themselves and she perfectly captured how I felt in that moment. Fucking terrible.

Haha in the moment I knew I was going to look terrible in these and I regretted that a little bit, but now I’m actually really glad I have them. They definitely show just how much I was struggling, but I persevered and made it to the finish line!

Anyway, once I made it to the 12 mile mark I knew I was going to finish, but I had lost sight of the 3 hour pacer and I honestly thought I was going to be coming in at 3:10, 3:15 ish. Part of me was really upset about that, but I was also just really glad to be that close to the finish and I started chanting “One more mile. One more mile. Just one more mile.” to myself. And honestly that last mile wasn’t too bad. I was feeling less awful by then and knowing that I was so close to the finish line was definitely helping.

And then the finish line was in sight! I swear I’ve never been so happy to see a finish line in my life! Haha and I feel like that’s kinda saying something, considering I’ve only done 5 races (including this one) at this point. Once I got close enough to read the clock I glanced up and was genuinely surprised to see something close to 3:03. I was still under the impression that I was going to be crossing the finish line of my 3rd half marathon slower than I had finished my first. So that was a pleasant surprise. It was also nice to get to hear my name called as I crossed the finish line, because like I said before, I didn’t get that last year.

So my official time was 3:02:34, which was better than my first half (which I did in 3:09:32), and slower than my second half last year (which I did in 2:52:42). So I’m actually pretty happy with that time. Considering my not so great training, how badly the second half of this race went for me, and the fact that my only goal was to finish. πŸ™‚

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After I crossed the finish line I got my medal, had my timing chip clipped off, was handed a bottle of water, and found my husband. I also looked for someone handing out mylar blankets because it was still pretty chilly, but it didn’t appear that they had any. I asked Luke if they had run out, but he said he never saw anyone with one and he didn’t think they handed them out at all, which was just yet anther disappointing thing at this years race, but oh well.

So at that point I was ready to go, but Luke told me I needed a photo by the finish line so he told me to stand in front of the Longview sign, told me to look a little less miserable, and took the photo.

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This was my best attempt at not looking miserable haha. But I was pretty darn stoked to be done and wearing my medal. πŸ™‚

After Luke took my photo I went to see if there was any food left. Most of the booths that had been set up at the start were either gone or in the process of being taken down which kinda sucked, but I can’t really complain considering they technically want you to finish in 3 hours. Anyway, all that was left was a few yogurt, some chocolate milk, and granola bars. But the first year I did this half there was still a bunch of chicken noodle soup left, and I believe there was still some chili left last year (haha but I definitely didn’t want any chili after running 13.1 miles), so that was just kinda the cherry on top of all of the disappointment of how this thing was organized this year.

That all really sucks because I really do love this course and this race, and I think it could get more popular over the years, but only if it’s organized better. There needs to be more porta potties and maybe the porta potties need to be sectioned off so that only the runners can use them. And they need better aid station volunteers. And I mean, I really do appreciate them all being out there for us, but the aid stations were super chaotic this year,Β  whereas the previous two years I’ve run this race they were much more organized.

But on the bright side, the finisher’s medal is pretty spiffy and the participation hoodie is pretty sweet, so at least there’s that. πŸ™‚

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Haha I got a little off track there. But anyways, I grabbed a chocolate milk and while we were walking to the car Luke told me all of the things he was disappointed with about how this years race was organised and promised me any kind of food that I wanted haha. So at first I wanted a bagel from Panera, but then I though Starbucks coffee sounded really good. So while we were on our way to Starbucks I changed my mind and told Luke we should get Chinese food, so we ended up going to a Bo Lings instead. Hahaha so I guess I just want to take this time to thank Luke for being so patient with my slightly out of it, post half marathon self, and for taking me to Bo Lings. πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚

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Post race feast!!

So yeah, this post is pretty long so thanks to anyone who read it all the way to the end! But I think that pretty much covers it! πŸ™‚ I’m very happy for this training cycle to be over and to have a 3rd half marathon under my belt. Now it’s time to rest, recover, and then move on to other things!

~Ashley

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Highlights Of The Year: Running Stuff

Tomorrow is the last day of the year and I can still hardly wrap my head around that. It seems like 2016 just started, but now here we are on the second to last day of December.

Yesterday I looked back on some of the fun things that happened in my life this year, so today I wanted to take a second to remember some of the fun running related things that happened as well.

Running With the Cows, May 14thΒ 

Cows are my favorite animal, so when I heard about this race I knew I wanted to do it! Unfortunately I didn’t get to do it the year I found out about it, but the wait was totally worth it! The course was very rural and super scenic. I didn’t get to see as many cows as I would have hoped, I guess they were in other parts of the fields that day, but I did see some, and there was a calf at the starting line, and that was pretty neat!

After the race there was literally a huge feast! There were pancakes, cinnamon rolls, bagels, pizza, sandwiches from Chick Fil A, fruit, oatmeal, cereal, pasta, the list seriously goes on and on. I wasn’t all that hungry though, plus I only ran the 5k, so I only grabbed a bagel, banana, and chocolate milk. Maybe next time I’ll run the half marathon and then eat as much as humanly possible! πŸ˜‰ Seriously, there was so much tasty looking food.

Surviving The Summer Heat Wave

So by now you probably know that I absolutely abhor anything and everything to do with the heat. I hate hate hateΒ hate it. I am literally the biggest wimp when it comes to running in hot weather, and this year we had a pretty crazy heat wave…but I survived! I don’t think I actually improved on anything during the summer, but I ran consistently and once the cool weather finally graced me with it’s presences I immediately started improving. That definitely wouldn’t have happened if I didn’t stick with it over the summer.

Running In Colorado

Even though it was all done on a really crappy motel treadmill, running at elevation was definitely an interesting experience! Hopefully next time I visit Colorado I’ll be able to run some trails!

Half Marathon Training Round Two

This training cycle was definitely an interesting one! I kicked off my second round of half marathon training on July 24th with a rest day. Haha that’s always a great way to start a training plan, in my opinion.:) 16 weeks later I wrapped up this training cycle by crossing the finish line of a 13.1 race in 2:52:42, but I’ll get to that later.

Training has had it’s ups and downs, I suppose it always does, but this year definitely went better than when I was training for my first half last year. First and foremost, I already had a pretty good idea of what I was doing, since I have done this once before. Plus I was a lot more confident in myself this time around. And I wasn’t plagued with injuries this year. Last year I was having IT Band issues, my right hip was always sore/in pain, and my shin started giving my trouble at some point as well. This year I had a toe incident which had absolutely nothing to do with running, and I was back running at full force a week or so later. πŸ™‚ So I’d say everything went a lot better this year!

Looking back I think I had a lot of fun training for my second half. Although if you were to ask during a few of those weeks I would have told you that I hate running and that I never wanted to do it again. But I suppose that’s the nature of the sport. πŸ˜‰

Longview Half Marathon, November 12th

Oh man, I still can’t get over how well this race went compared to last year! I ran a little over a minute faster! That’s just crazy!! Plus I felt a lot better through out the race and finished a little bit stronger. I’ve still got a lot of random thoughts about this race floating around in my head, and right now I’m finding it kind of difficult to organize them, so you can click on the link above to read the full race recap. It’s a little more well thought out there.

Anyway, not gonna lie, I kinda want to keep up this streak and do the Longview half next year haha. We shall see though, maybe I’ll find another fun half to do instead. πŸ™‚

Meeting my 2016 goals

My goals for 2016 were as follows;

  • Run 500 Miles
  • 1 mile: 9:45
  • 5k: 35
  • 10k: 1:20:00
  • Half Marathon: 2:59:00

Here’s how I did;

  • 564.87 miles run in 2016 (unless I decide to run tomorrow, that is)
  • 1 mile: 10:32
  • 5k: 37:41
  • 10k: 1:20:00
  • Half Marathon: 2:52:42

So I didn’t quite hit all of my goals, but I’m quite happy with what I did! Once half marathon training started I really focused on my longer PR’s, and I kinda stopped trying to meet my mile and 5k goal. But I mean, I exceeded my yearly mile goal, hit my 10k goal right on the nose, and ran my second half marathon more than a minute per mile faster than I did last year! I think that’s pretty darn impressive and I’m very proud of myself!

And just for fun, here are some of my favorite photos from 2016:

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What were some of your running highlightsΒ of 2016?Β 

How many miles did you run this year?Β 

Do you have any goals for 2017?Β 

Longview Half Marathon Recap (11/12/16)

The day before the race, I learned this particular course already has a reputation.

I had a doctor’s appointment that day, and it turns out the nurse was a runner too, so of course we got to talking about running! πŸ˜‰ I had mentioned that I was doing a half marathon the next day, and she told me she’s run 16 halves and wanted to know which one I was doing. After I told her that I’d be doing Longview for the second year in a row she asked my why I’d want to do this particular race twice because “I’ve heard that course is absolutely brutal!”

I think it’s kinda neat that after only 3 years this race is already known for being brutal. That reputation is rightly earned though, this particular course is quite challenging. I mean, I don’t exactly have anything to compare it to, since this is the only half marathon I’ve done at this point, but I think it’s a pretty safe assumption to make. Especially since there is a king and queen of the mountain award for the man and woman who make it up the big ass hill at mile two the fastest.

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The race website doesn’t even have a course description, but after doing this event two year in a row, I think I can describe it pretty well; Mile 2 is one big ass hill, followed by some more hills because there are literally no flat sections on this course. Around mile 7 is where the rolling hills start but don’t worry, they only get worse with some crazy downhills. Miles 9 and 11 take you across Longview dam, where you will encounter amazing views from the lake and killer cross winds. Followed by another pretty gnarly up/down hill at miles 10/11. After that everything feels like a slight uphill, because it kinda is until you get near the finish line. Your final sprint is going downhill, because it’s not like you’re quads are completely trashed at this point or anything. πŸ˜‰

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I’m getting a little bit ahead of myself here, so let’s back track to the night before race day, shall we? πŸ™‚

The night night before the race I did a lot of Netflix watching, water drinking, and eating. Pretty much all of last week involved a lot of food, I don’t think I’ve ever been more hungry in my entire life haha! I also checked my gear and made sure I had everything one more time. By the time I went to bed I knew I was ready to go!

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I didn’t exactly sleep well, but does anyone ever sleep well the night before a race? I’m pretty sure that’s almost impossible. I woke up a few times frantically checking my watch because I thought I had slept through my alarm haha. Luckily whenever my alarm finally did go off, I woke up right away and got up and moving so that my not so great  night of sleep didn’t start to make me start feeling tired and sluggish. It never did, so that was good. Probably because I made a point to get some extra sleep through out the entire week before hand.

At this point last year I was so nervous that I couldn’t eat. I choked down half a banana and that was all that I could manage. Luckily this year I wasn’t feeling nervous at all! I was more excited and ready to get going! So this time around I was actually able to eat a little something for breakfast, and I think that really ended up helping me during the race. It wasn’t an exciting breakfast or anything though, just a bowl of frosted flakes and coffee with soy milk and honey. My stomach never seems to want to cooperate before longer runs, so I can never eat as much as I would like to.

After I ate I woke Luke up and listed to him complain about being awake at 5:45 in the morning while I got dressed and checked the weather. I made a last minute decision to wear my tank top and a throwaway jacket instead of the long sleeved shirt, and that ended up being a really good decision! It was really chilly to start, but the sun really started to heat things things up out on the race course! Anyway, we left the house around 6:20 and made it to the starting line around 7:10.

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One of the nice things about this race is that the starting line is also the finish line. So you don’t have to walk or take a shuttle back to your car afterwards. We both wanted to make sure we got there early enough to get a decent parking spot though, and we did! The walk back to the car wasn’t bad at all! Unfortunately the ground was frosty that morning and we were parked in a field, so my shoes and feet got kinda wet during the walk to the porta potties. They dried out before the race started, but my feet were freezing cold and kinda numb and that really sucked.

Since we got there almost an hour early the lines to the porta potties were super short, so that was nice. They were also the nicest porta potties I’ve ever used! Haha I guess that’s a weird thing to make note of, but whatever.

After I peed Luke and I walked around to stay warm, pointed out every dog we saw to each other, and I drank a bottle of water. I was kinda worried that I’d have to pee again, but I didn’t which was a good thing. About 30 minutes before start time the lines to the porta potties got super long and I never saw them get any shorter.

I was freezing balls cold and only wearing a light jacket, so Luke was kind enough to lend me his carhartt before the race started. πŸ™‚

About 20 minutes before starting time my stomach started growling, but I was prepared for that! I had a honey stinger waffle saved for that very reason. Luckily that was enough to satisfy me though, because I didn’t have anything else for before hand.

When it was finally time to line up I squeezed in kinda between the 2:45 and 2:50 pacers. At that point I assumed that was just wishful thinking on my part and that I wouldn’t be able to hang with either of those pace groups, but I ended up surprising myself.

Anyway, Luke hung out by the barrier with me while we waited to get going. The national anthem was played, we counted down, and then we were off!

Mile 1 was crowded, but otherwise uneventful. Mile 2 is where the real fun begins! First there is an aid station where I got rid of my jacket (I’m so glad I didn’t wear the long sleeved shirt), then like I mentioned before it’s pretty much all up hill. Good times. I ended up walking up most of that hill. I knew what was in store during the later miles of this race, so I wanted to make sure I saved energy going up this hill. I started running again near the top, because there is a race photographer and an announcer at the top of the hill calling everyone’s name, so I wanted to be running for that. Unfortunately I was making the world’s most unattractive face, but oh well.

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Once I got over the big hill it was actually pretty smooth sailing for me over the next 5 ish miles. I ended up going back and forth with one of the 2:50 pace groups. They were doing different run/walk intervals than I was, so that’s why we kept passing each other, otherwise I probably would have ended up running with them for the most part.

I started getting kinda hot around mile  6. That’s when the sun really started beating down on us, and there really wasn’t any shade along the whole course. There were aid stations every two miles though, and they somehow managed to keep the water and Gatorade pretty cool, even for us back of the packers, so that really helped!

Luke met me about half way through mile 7 with a water bottle. I told him to walk with me while I drank a little bit then poured most of the bottle on my head. He told me I was looking good, he was surprised to see me with the 2:50 pace group, and if I kept this up I was going to PR by a lot!

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He also took some interesting photos of me.

After drinking some more Gatorade at the mile 8 aid station I finally finished off my first pack of Honey Stinger energy chews (I had brought two with me). I had started it at about mile 6, but they were kinda making my stomach hurt. Not sure why, they never have before, but there wasn’t much I could do about it at that point. I didn’t end up eating the second pack and I feel like that may have been why I ended up getting really really tired during the last few miles, but I’ll get to that in a second.

Mile 9 is when the run across the dam started. The sun was really intense here since there is water on both sides of you, and you get to deal with some really fun cross winds. Looking back, I think this is really when my energy started to fade, I just hadn’t realized it then. I was still running with the 2:5o pace group though! Well, I was actually a little behind them. The pacer was doing a phenomenal job of being super upbeat and supportive, but at that point in time I was feeling kinda surly and wanted to revel in my misery a little bit. Haha I suppose that sounds a bit over dramatic, but that’s what I was thinking at the time. πŸ˜‰

At the mile 10 aid station they had gummy bears, cake balls, and beer. If my stomach had felt a little better I may have taken some gummy bears, but I decided to forgo them this time. I just thought that was kinda neat.

Mile 11 was over the dam again. Last year this was where they had a race photographer, so I was looking for one, but for whatever reason they moved them closer to mile 12. Not sure why they did that, the view at the beginning of mile 11 is better, but whatever.

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Same pose as last year! πŸ™‚

Seriously though, mile 11 was the longest mile of my life. I kept telling myself that the mile 12 marker had to be just around this curve, or at the top of this hill, but it never was. I have finally given up hope that I’d ever make it to mile 12 and I was going to be doomed to be stuck at 11 miles forever, when I finally heard the music coming from the last aid station. Seeing the 12 mile mark definitely wasn’t as exciting as crossing the finish line, but when I finally saw it I might have told you that it was the best feeling in the world.

Mile 11 was also when I started falling behind the 2:50 pace group. At that point I didn’t care though, at that point I could have probably walked the rest of the way and I would have still PR’d and that’s all I cared about.

I didn’t walk the rest of the way though. I kept up with my run walk intervals and some how the last mile flew the fuck by. Like one minute I was at the aid station and the next I was making the final turn to the finish line!

Unfortunately crossing the finish line ended up being a bit disappointing. I had turned off my music so I would hear them call my name as I crossed the finish line, but the announcer wasn’t even there! Luke said he kept getting up, walking around, and talking to people instead of calling out the names of the finishers. So that sucked. And then I only have one decent picture of my crossing the finish line because the girl in the white shirt jumped out of the crowd and had the other girl wheelbarrow her across the finish line. I don’t even think white shirt girl ran the race, but the photographer ended up focusing on them and taking 8 billion photos of them instead, which is kinda bullshit, because like I said, I’m 90% sure white shirt girl didn’t run, and even if she did, I don’t think it was fair of her to cross the finish line twice. Oh well…

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I couldn’t be too disappointed though, I just finished my second half marathon at 2:52:42!! My goal was to run it in under 3 hours because last year it took me 3:09:42, so I ended up CRUSHING my goal! I also PR’d my 10k time by running it in 1:20:00, which was one of my goals for this year!

Luke was waiting for me at the finish line looking pissy because he couldn’t get a decent photo of me thanks to the wheelbarrow girls, but he was still super excited for me and my PR! I got my medal, a bagel, chocolate milk, a granola bar, (they had chili too, but I definitely wasn’t feeling chili after that) and my finisher’s receipt, and then we headed back home.

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Once we got home the first thing I did was take an ice bath. That was the very last thing I wanted to do, but I’m glad I did. My legs were crazy sore the next day, so I can only imagine how shitty I would have felt if I didn’t.

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While I was sitting in a tub full of ice, Luke ran to the store to get stuff to make ribs. Later that night we had a few neighbors come over, so I spent my evening recovering around a bonfire, eating ribs, and listening to Luke brag to everyone about how well I did during my race. I’m pretty sure he talked about it more than I did, actually! πŸ™‚

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I know this post is super long, and I’m almost done I swear!

On Sunday Luke and I literally sat around all day watching Netflix and playing video games. Haha I didn’t want to do much else, my legs were completely trashed from all of those hills! They are still a bit sore today, but nowhere near as bad!

I’m super duper proud of myself, I can’t believe I PR’d by as much time as I did, and I’m already thinking about training for my next half! But I’m going to take some time off from running first. I think I’ve earned a little break (read that as, I don’t really want to take time off from running, but I know I should so I’m going to pretend like that’s exactly what I want to do πŸ˜‰ .


~Ashley

Race Day Checklist

Holy cow! In exactly one week I’m going to be running 13.1 miles for the second time! I’m super excited, nervous, totally ready, wish I had more time to train, and crazy anxious, all at the same time. Since I don’t have a long run to keep me busy/tired this weekend (6 miles totally doesn’t count as a long run), I figured now would be a good time to start getting all my stuff ready and in one place. That way I can fanatically check it every day for the next week haha. Hey, It worked for me last year! Plus that means on race day I can pretty much rest assured that at the very least, my gear is ready. πŸ™‚

So, here’s what I’m working with;

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Anyone want to play a rousing game of “guess what Ashley’s favorite colors are”?  If you guessed pretty much any shade of purple or teal/light blue, you are correct! Black is also an acceptable answer. πŸ˜‰

Race Day Outfit

  • Tights
  • Tank Top
  • Sports Bra
  • Compression Socks
  • Hat
  • Running Shoes

Small But Very Important Stuff

  • GPS Watch (which will be fully charged)
  • Bib and Safety Pins (which I wont have until Friday)
  • Fuel
  • Sunglasses
  • Road ID
  • Hair Ties
  • Vaseline and chapstick
  • Phone and Headphones

Cheap Throwaway Stuff

  • Gloves
  • Jacket (don’t have this yet either, but I’ll probably pick one up on Friday after I get my bib)

Clothes For After

  • T-shirt
  • Hoodie (probably wont need this considering how warm it’s going to be, but better safe than sorry)
  • Deodorant (mostly for the people who have to ride in the car with me afterwards)
  • Socks
  • Boots

Processed with Rookie Cam

Not gonna lie, having all of my shit together and ready to go makes me feel really good about life. πŸ™‚

Welp, I’ve got to go do my last “long run” now Seriously though, at this point in my life 6 miles isn’t long, and I kinda want to do more than that, but I guess I’d better not and just stick to my training plan. 

Happy Saturday!

~Ashley