Conquering the Impossible (i.e. Training on Vacation)


I never thought it was possible, but I did it. I trained while on vacation at the beach. I only got in 3 runs during the week, as opposed to my normal 4, but I was just glad to have … Continue reading

Running routines of late, and COSTUMES (What’s Your Input?)

It’s been a month since I’ve started Dopey training and I’ve got to tell you, I’m playing the mental game right now. I’ve started incorporating a lot of cross-training into my routine (TurboFire in my living room is kicking my butt!), though I have yet to really start putting in the mileage. Thinking of how far I’ve got to go is frightening and intimidating.

Many days it’s easy to say, “I’ll get to that run tomorrow”, but why waste a day that I could have bettered myself? Hence, the mental game. I want to be as prepared as I can be physically, but the element of the unknown is always there, and that’s what makes racing fun!

I love pre-race anticipation, especially for something as big as a marathon. On race morning I think “What’s going to happen out there during those 26.2 miles?” The Dopey Challenge just adds to that anticipation. Now I’m thinking “What’s going to happen during those four days of racing?” FOUR DAYS OF RACING. Man, that gets me excited.

In the past I have run with a small group most mornings, though that hasn’t been my routine as of late. While I love running with my friends, it’s important for me to get used to pounding the pavement alone. Again, it’s a mental thing. I need to be able to hold my own pace and not depend on my friends to get me to the finish line. Though solo-runs have been a bit boring, they are also sobering and provide ample prayer time, which is the most important part of getting to that starting line.

As my mileage continues to build, I will continue to post. Ups, downs, good, bad or ugly, you’re all part of this journey and I thank you for that! While I’m on the topic of your involvement in this blog, I’d love to get your input! Have you ever raced in a costume? I have never donned a costume during a race, but I think at least a few of the Dopey runs need to include a simple running costume (tutu, themed tank top, polka dot shorts, etc. Not going for the full-on, Party City special.) If you’re a costume veteran, did you love it or did it get on your nerves? Give me some Disney character ideas! I’m looking for inspiration.

Until next time,


Dopey Challenge: Week One Training

Week One Training Report

So this is truly my first training report; bear with me, I’ll try to make them better as I go along. That said, week one training for the Dopey challenge is complete. I didn’t really start training until the middle of the week on Wednesday so I didn’t get very many miles in, but I am getting my body back in shape for training season. This week really seemed like more “mental training” than anything. After taking time off from running, sometimes it’s hard to get your head to adjust back to enduring the pain, whether it be 4am wake-ups or struggling to finish the last mile. My pace has slowed down significantly, but I only see that as opportunity for improvement, which is always a good thing.

So here you have it:

Wednesday: 3.08 miles/Time 36:57/Avg Pace 12:00 per mile. Started this one at 5:45am.Weather was cool, overcast with a slight drizzle. I could tell I was out of shape on this run. Stopped and walked for about 10 seconds 3 times and then kept it going. My pace had slowed significantly but that’s what taking several months off does to me. I chose to not feel discouraged, and instead focused my whole run on thinking about how much better I am going to get over the next 8-9 months. Wore my Altra Torin’s originals (pink, not 1.5) and my feet were in heaven. I’ve had these babies waiting in the closet for a while; I have to say I prefer them over the newer model. In the last weeks the newer model has been causing foot numbness, but I didn’t have that at all today.

Thursday: 4.00 miles/ Time 47:02/ Avg Pace 11:46 per mile. This was just a rough day for running for me. Thankfully my friend, Larry paced me through this. Having someone talk you through a bad run is no doubt one of the kindest things I’ve experienced. I’ve had a hard time getting back to my daily running, but Larry was determined to get me through at least 4 miles. I could tell I was really dehydrated and the last 1/2 mile felt like puking. As we finished the last 1/2 mile Larry started telling me a story about a man who survived the Japanese death march; 6 days marching with no food or water. Nothing like a little dramatic motivation to kick your butt in gear and get you to finish, lol. So thankful for good friends who help each other thrive.

Saturday: 4.01/48:49/ Avg Pace 12:10 per mile. Took it a little easier today. Started out with my running club but I ended up going off solo. I had moments where I felt like I was flying, and could tell I was starting to get my groove back. Walked for a few seconds a couple of times because my foot numbness was starting to return (even with the pink Torins). All in all, this was a beautiful morning and I enjoyed being able to get out and run.

I’ll quickly say that my nutrition this week was anything but great. That’s the next big change I’m going to have to make in order to be successful in these next 8 months. Having said that, it’s important to remember to strive for progress, not perfection.

There’s a long way to go friends, but I’m taking it a day at a time and trusting in the process. I mentioned in my last post that I wanted to be able to experience joy in every run. I can say in all honesty that in every run this week I experienced joy. As I ran, though I was slower than I used to be, I praised God for blessing me with good health and the ability to run. Never take it for granted.

Until next time,


I’m feeling Dopey

Whew, that was a stressful 30 minutes!

Today I registered for Disney’s “Dopey Challenge”, a race I have been looking forward to for months! Half of the challenge is getting registered as it sells out pretty much within the hour. Users all over America were sitting on their computers at noon waiting for the event to open. The website crashed and froze multiple times from what I would assume was user overload.

I sweated it out for 30 minutes but finally got myself registered. So here’s the plan:

Thursday: 5k

Friday: 10k

Saturday: Half Marathon

Sunday: Full Marathon

Monday: Cruise to Disney’s private island, Castaway Cay, and run a 5k there.

You’re probably thinking, “What the heck? Why?” For the t-shirts, obviously. 

Though in all seriousness, this is my way of easing into ultras. No, none of these races are true ultras, but the thought of running them all back to back both scares and challenges me, so I’m doing it. I want to go farther than 26.2, so in a way I consider this my kickoff.

At the beginning of the year I chose a theme word for my life: joy. During this training, I am going to try to incorporate this word into every run. I aim to be a joyful runner; I want to learn to love not the finish line, but the run itself. (This was pretty much the theme of my last blog post)

I invite you to come along this journey with me. I have never been good about logging my training on this blog, but my hope now is to do that. I would love for you to follow along with the ups and downs that these next 8 months will bring.

As always, stay strong,


Loving the Grind

There have been many days that I struggled to get out the door and go. But there has never been one day where I regretted going.

Is that not the rhyme and rhythm for so many of us? As the Dopey Challenge approaches (264 days to be exact) I am afraid. I am not prepared, but I hope that in the next 264 days God will equip my body to run those 48.6 miles. I hope to mark this event as the first of many ultras (even though I suppose this really isn’t an ultra since they are individual back to back races).

Over the last 4 weeks I have been down in the runner dumps. Those questions and negative thoughts that sometimes circulate, “Is this even good for me? Am I damaging my body? I don’t even like doing this.” They began to take my mind captive. This morning I was on the race website gathering info, and after a bit of planning and a good cup of coffee began to feel myself finally snapping out of it.

“If God be for us, who can be against us?” Romans 8:31

Do you not know that in a race all the runners run, but only one gets the prize? Run in such a way as to get the prize. Everyone who competes in the games goes into strict training. They do it to get a crown that will not last, but we do it to get a crown that will last forever. Therefore I do not run like someone running aimlessly; I do not fight like a boxer beating the air. No, I strike a blow to my body and make it my slave so that after I have preached to others, I myself will not be disqualified for the prize.” 1 Corinthians 9:24-27

It’s important to remain consistent even when in a runner’s funk. I keep reminding myself of this. Despite the doubts and fears, I’m continuing to press on. I heard some great advice the other day; we need to not make the prize our main focus, we need to learn to love the process. Learn to love the training, the dedication, the day in and day out grind. Love it. The prize is just a momentary bonus, and as Corinthians says, the prize will not last. We have the prize of eternity in Christ, which is far more valuable than a medal.

I am learning to love the process. It’s hard, but with Christ all things are possible.

264 days. I can’t wait to see what God is going to do during this training time.


Be who you are!

So, I’ve taken a 3 month hiatus. I’m not proud, but hey, it happens.

This morning I went on a 5 mile run with some friends. I in no way knew whether or not I was going to be able to finish that run. But being the runner I am, I was excited to be back on the roads. The run itself was a little rough, but I’ve had worse. That’s one of the reasons I love running, our bodies so quickly adapt to it!

Running aside, it was a comment made after our run that got me to write this post. Several of my running buddies just completed their first half-marathon. I commented on one of them already having slapped the “13.1” sticker on the back on their vehicle; I was proud of her and glad that she was proud too. Then we noticed another friend who completed the race hadn’t put a sticker on the back of her car yet, and we were joking around with her about it. Then she made a comment that struck me:

“I think I’m going to wait until I lose some weight before I advertise that I ran a half-marathon. I’ll get out of my car and people will see me and be like, ‘Yeah, right!'”

I was so sad to hear her say this. She finished that half-marathon fair and square, and with a decent time.

We are so caught up with not just being runners, but “looking the part.” It’s true, I’ve done it, and I know others do it too. I’m running to get in shape. I too need to lose some weight, and that’s ok, but we shouldn’t be so ashamed of what we look like that we feel the need to hide our passions.

When I got home I examined myself, my motives. I realized that on social media I do the exact same thing that my friend is doing; I hide. I don’t “look” like I runner so I avoid posting pictures of myself. I talk about my runs, but I too am afraid someone will see me and think, “she’s not a runner.” Wow. I truly am ashamed that I do this! You know what I have to say about that?

Screw that!



I run long distances. I am doing it to better my health. My body is slowly changing, becoming stronger. Who the heck cares what we look like? There needs to be a change. We need to take a moment to be proud of our accomplishments, not constantly beating ourselves up because we haven’t yet achieved our ultimate goal.

Be proud of who you are. Be proud of what you do. Whether you’re a runner, lifter, cyclist, swimmer, or whatever it is that you do! Be proud of it. There will always be someone who is better than you, but don’t focus on that. Focus on being better than you were yesterday. That includes our attitudes about ourselves.

Love yourself as Jesus loves you. See yourself through His eyes.