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Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Hours and Hours and Hours of.... well... running.

It's now hours and hours and... well.... hours later.

I've got a mild sunburn, sore muscles, a bruised toenail (that I secretly love)... and a really great excuse to eat this slightly obese man size bowl of ice cream, and permission to zone out on some embarrassingly bad recorded television.

When I woke up this morning it was pouring, and when I say it was pouring... I mean drenched before you make it to your car, umbrellas, rainboots, cats and dogs POURING.  I checked the weather, clicking on the hourly to see if it was meant to get any better. HA.... no, in fact every hour it gave us an 80% chance of whaaa, whaa.  Paired with thunder and lightning storms to boot (yes ta boot.. when you run 20 miles you too will be allowed to say goofball things as well.)

 looking and feeling fresh.

We were ELEVEN in all.  A pretty hefty turn out.  And no stinkin' rain (ha.. take that man in smart jacket).  All signs pointing to a pretty great run.

Well until we actually started.. I'll be honest and tell you that the first 4 miles felt like I truly was the imposter I jokingly kept calling myself.  Why must my legs feel like they belong to a 400 lb man? 

Since we were going on a large loop the gals that started and weren't doing the full 20, had to do out and backs.  Some turning around at a 2 mile mark, then a 3 and a 4.  Two girls decided to take a trail, hoping to cut off a large portion of the loop thinking maybe it might be a 8 mile run. Turns out it was a 10 in the end. Not intending to go quite that far they felt mildly comforted at the thought of us still running for an additional hour and a half.

Six miles in, we are all magically feeling better.  Our pace is picking up, only to be quickly slowed down for fear of burning out too quickly. We start busting out our goodies, Some have Candy, others a bar but not Shannon she's got a burrito. The one she made for me is tightly wrapped in plastic and squished awkwardly in the back of my sports bra.  After all by the end of this we'll have burned aprox 2,000 calories and a handful of jellybeans just isn't going to cut it!

Probably the funniest part of the run was the part around mile 10 when I passed out these new salt tablets I received in the mail only yesterday.  I asked if anyone wanted one they all said yes, two already swallowing the strange capsules and the third wanting a little more information... I go on and on about the benefits, only to be interrupted by Deb who was pointing out the fact that I had yet to take one.  I simply said I wanted to wait until a shorter long run to.... ha.... I only wish I could've captured the faces. 

Running out of stories, or maybe just energy to talk. The final two miles we're all plugged in, picking up our pace, and not making each other slow down.  The mood has turned from relaxed to pure survival.  When we make it into town I'm wishing I had a big fat sign with our millage across my chest, to excuse our exhausted faces. 

We're all running for the BEEP.  That beautiful pat on your back, atta girl, you can stop now... beep. 

There it is.  Our running shuffle slowly becomes a walking shuffle.  Big sighs and a shaky hug mid sidewalk marks our accomplishment.  Then mild avoidance of eye contact, cause we're too tired to cry.



and we're done.


20 miles. ave pace 9min 52sec.


P.S. can you tell I held back a bit, my head was telling me to drone on and on.. but luckily for you my hands reminded me I need to go to bed. 


Thursday, March 25, 2010

"Character Builder"

Was what S. called todays run, around mile 4.  The rain had not let up.. if anything it was getting stormier (not to mention the hills, but those hills are always there)

You can't be a Washington girl, AND a fair weather girl. The two just don't go together.  So we toughen up, maybe add a second or a third layer (unless you're BooBoo).  Ignore the large rain drops and get on with it...

NO WHINING (okay a tiny bit of whining)...

Two of us only had time for a three mile run, we all start out together and wave at the appropriate separating points.

Shannon and Debs saga with the chair that got peed on continues and comes to a hilarious full circle.  When we run, we've got time to talk... practically solving the problems of the world... or at least a few kid mysteries.

Sopping wet.. we've made it.  Looking like a few drowned puppies, we turn off our watches.  One lucky person has remembered her suit (me) and will be warm in moments.. the others pretend not to care, talking about errands that need to be ran.  But I can see the envy in their eyes.




6 miles. average pace 9min 34sec.

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

SICK AND TIRED...

Or rather sick of being tired.. and tired of being sick.
My fighting gloves were on all weekend keeping this cold away.  But once the events (Mr. San Juan Island.. and our RLR 10K) were proven successful, I relaxed and the five letter word that is also pronounced cold took full advantage of me.

At least the weather was agreeable.  And Frankly so were we.  Some that said they only wanted to run four decided to run five... but once we got to the five turn off, were easily convinced to run a bit further, turning off at the six mile mark.

I still hadn't decided if it was in my best interest to run any farther than six myself (the whole being sick thing).  And when the three darlings turned off... I seriously hesitated, held back... then... *sigh*.... ran on, catching back up with the other four.

The sun was a welcome change from all the rain, yet the only one prepared was T. with her white sheen across her face from using her child's sunblock.  We kicked ourselves for not bringing sunglasses, but quite honestly didn't mind the brightness. And discussed my (cross your fingers they're not as dorky as they sound) arm warmers I ordered last night at 1AM.  They seem like the perfect solution for weather that won't make up it's mind.

There is something to be said about running uphill with a chest cold;  it's not much easier to run downhill either... making it all equally hard and taking away the worry of any upcoming incline.  I suppose you have to find the bonuses where you can.

We passed the gorgeous False bay, staring donkeys and continued onto bailer hill... only to find myself speeding up a tad, not be stuck behind the especially ripe friend (lips are sealed on which one that was).  For some reason we all Sped up on Douglas road... aka the road with no shoulder, a road where we have equal parts annoyed honks from drivers wanting us to move the eff out of the way and ones who give us fist pumps of "WAY TO GO GIRLS".  (I'll take the latter.)

Stopping at the corner of San Juan Valley checking watches... we've ran 10 miles and I'm more than tempted to put my thumb out.  I'm feeling okay, as long as I don't take any deep breaths (who needs to breathe deeply while running anyways right??).

We carry on.. and either my mapping skills are incorrect or our watches are.  We annoyingly have to  tack on an extra .75 miles to make it an even 12.  Our pace of 9.49 was quickly changed to a 'lets get this thing freaking over 7.50' through the streets of Friday Harbor.

*phew*... we make it.  It's all worth it once we're sitting in that sweet sweet hot tub.

And can I just add, that there is some unwritten rule about having to forget some key item in your gym bag... for most it's a brush, or shampoo, sometimes it's underwear or (gasp) your bra.  But today I topped it all with forgetting my pants! ... I was saved by the way by a lovely friend who showed how close we really are by not being totally grossed out when I admitted to forgetting one other key item of clothing as well.


12 miles. ave. pace 9min. 42 sec.

Monday, March 22, 2010

Inaugural RUN LADIES RUN 10K

Congratulations to all of you hardcore rain soaked gals, you all did well (and by well I mean AMAZING, and by amazing I mean DA*N GOOD!) Thank you so very much for coming out!


You've all been waiting very patiently... 
Here are your results. (and a high-five, *hug*, or just an affectionate pat on the back. SO PROUD)



Place
Time
Name

1
51:16
Meghan Hoffman
2
51:16
Shannon Miniken
3
51:16
Stacie Tangney
4
51:16
Susan Stehn

5
51.57
Irina Bell

6
53:20
Deb Vermiere

7
53:37
Denise Davis

8
54:11
Blythe Parker

9
54:54
Julie Spiker

10
55:08
Kathleen Foley

11
55:34
Kim Wickman

12
55:39
Tami Herlocker
13
55:54
Katie Dillery

14
56:19
Shannon Kelly

15
57:08
Kim Erickson

16
57:08
Rachel Goodremont
17
57:43
Emma Brand

18
58:47
Marni Mills

19
59:18
Jen Fleming

20
01:00.070
Amanda Zee

21
01:00.700
Robin Kodner

22
01:00.450
Debbie Rishel

23
01:00.450
Tamara Greene
24
01:00.450
Shannon Wilson
25
01:00.550
Laura Tretter

26
01:00.550
Kristi Richardson
27
01:03.590
Cady Seiler

28
01:04.180
Margo Thorp

29
01:04.190
Jenny ketner

30
01:04.340
Joyce Stimpson
31
01:04.350
Hannah Burke

32
01:02.560
Magda Balise

33
01:05.260
Marty Robinson
34
01:06.470
Po Powell

35
01:06.490
Paula West-Cooper
36
01:06.490
Sonja Webster

37
01:07.380
Liz Seaton

38
01:09.420
**Kay Gailey..THE SISTER**
39
01:09.420
Eyren Braaten

40
01:10.590
Cere Demuth

41
01:10.590
Belinda Hedin

42
01:11.010
Jamie Justinao

43
01:11.300
Tanja Williamson
44
01:11.300
Laurie Paul

45
01:11.320
Lori Snodgrass
46
01:12.570
Kim Seiler-Bell

47
01:12.570
Julie Capron-Ashcraft
48
01:13.210
Deven Foss

49
01:13.210
Trisha Bryant

50
01:13.450
Carmen Orozco
51
01:13.450
Barbara Lord

52
01:14.200
Pamela Williams
53
01:14.210
Katie Peterson

54
01:14.220
Francie Hansen
55
01:14.420
Savanah Hoffman
56
01:14.460
Sophie Wallace
57
01:15.080
Leisha Holmes

58
01:15.090
Natalia Lawrence
59
01:18.010
Joy Lord

60
01:18.330
Lori Miller

61
01:18.390
Barbara Foster

62
01:18.390


63
01:20.840
Mildred Foss

64
01:20.900
Diana Stepita

65
01:20.240
Christine Gabler
66
01:21.240
Tasha Frey

67
01:21.330
Katie Flierl

68
01:21.390
Sharon Massey
69
01:22.030
Kim Williams

70
01:23.010
Vikky Dauciunas
71
01:25.300
Audrey Sable

72
01:25.330
Kira Sable

73
01:25.330
Mary Kate Panaro
74
01:28.020
**Kathy Dickson.. THE MAMA**
75
01:28.020
Candace Von Melville
76
01:30.250
Debbie Mason

77
01:33.490
Misty Todd

78
01:34.420
Jill Peacock

79
01:34.420
Debbie Sandwith
80
01:35.350
Sarah Quistorff

81
01:35.010
Ricarda Burton

82
01:35.020
Nancy Devaux

83
01:35.020
Annalisa Lindstrum
84
01:35.220
C.J. Wavra

85
01:35.330
Martha Molina

86
01:35.330
Elvira Smith

87
01:35.580
Carmen Tomkins
88
01:35.580
Christina Giamalis
89
01:35.580
Amber Anderson
90
01:35.580
Stephanie Woods
91
01:36.400
Amanda Wyckoff
92
01:36.400
Bridget Reitan

93
01:36.400
Dawn Adkins

94
01:37.150
Susan Mathews
95
01:37.150
Krista Mattox

96
01:37.290
Jan Bullwinkle-Smith
97
01:37.310
Brenda Beckett
98
01:39.020
Debbie Chase

99
01:39.110
Brandie Stump

100
01:39.200
Diana Asher

101
01:39.290
Debbie Cutting

102
01:39.500
Barb Starr

103
01:40.530
Tori Zehner

104
01:40.540
Jen Deshon

105
01:41.400
Carol Capps

106
01:41.400
Barbara Sharp

107
01:42.590
Carolyn Leighton
108
01:42.590
Amber Kleine

109
01:43.010
Kelly Noble

110
01:43.010
Diana Pieples

111
01:44.440
Sheri Moeter

112
01:44.590
Cecelia Juszczaic
113
01:45.320
Rosa Orozco

114
01:46.350
Tara Martell

115
01:46.350
Kirsten Wilkinson
116
01:48.090
Robin Donnelly
117
01:48.090
Barb Ray

118
01:50.460
Julie Carlson

119
01:50.460
Margie Patrick

120
01:52.100
Adrienne Bourne
121
01:56.100
Vikky Herbert

122
01:56.100
Susan Williamson
123
01:56.100
Suzanne Lowe

124
01:56.100
Ruthie Ramirez
125
01:56.100
Marie williamson