tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-81275034374517806662024-03-13T14:37:38.502-07:00Run Mommy Run!Runner's prayer: God, grant me the serenity to accept when I cannot run; the courage to run when I can; and the wisdom to know the difference.Kellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08089683158328900247noreply@blogger.comBlogger46125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127503437451780666.post-22782632628424776112012-01-08T20:27:00.001-08:002012-01-08T20:45:26.049-08:00How about an update huh?<div style="text-align: center;">Wylie Michael Gard 7lbs 14oz<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dfACzgu_kU0/TwpuAdnnzQI/AAAAAAAACJ8/pwiRzsvFhrc/s1600/313%2B-%2BCopy.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dfACzgu_kU0/TwpuAdnnzQI/AAAAAAAACJ8/pwiRzsvFhrc/s320/313%2B-%2BCopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695485632993283330" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So I had a beautiful baby boy on November 4th, 2011! He is just so precious I could eat him up. I ran the day before I had him so clear up to the end. It of course was pregnant running so I could push very hard. The delivery left me with 35lbs extra which is fantastic compared to other deliveries. I'm 20lbs less then I've been after any of my other births. The 6 weeks post baby wait to exercise was horrible! I hit the gym after 4 weeks but only did weights. I was so excited to run when 6 weeks finally got here and it was hard!<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MtDLQNfHevk/TwpteOcrEaI/AAAAAAAACJk/uc2N21Y0RpM/s1600/070_color.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MtDLQNfHevk/TwpteOcrEaI/AAAAAAAACJk/uc2N21Y0RpM/s320/070_color.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695485044805276066" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">So the picture bellow is of me about to go out for my first run. It felt great but it was way harder then I was hoping it would be. I literally looked down at my thighs to see what was on them only to find it was just the extra jiggle. So here I am basically starting over. <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DvmQQLxvmLY/TwpteXGp-XI/AAAAAAAACJw/nJj6c1ouXCY/s1600/049.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DvmQQLxvmLY/TwpteXGp-XI/AAAAAAAACJw/nJj6c1ouXCY/s320/049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695485047128848754" border="0" /></a>I'm now 9 weeks post baby and things are getting easier. With the holidays I didn't lose a stinkin pound but with the hard core New Years resolutions I've started to shed a few. I start teaching Turbo Kick and Zumba this week which will help me get into shape. I don't think I will be doing a marathon this year but my race calendar is filling up. I'm just going to focus on getting into shape and maybe a marathon next year.<br /></div>Kellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08089683158328900247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127503437451780666.post-47065569211647521142011-10-30T07:21:00.001-07:002011-10-30T07:37:21.329-07:00Halloween 5k<div style="text-align: center;">I was really hopeful with all the running I've been doing I wouldn't still be pregnant today. But alas, I woke up the morning still huge so why not run a 5k? I'm not gonna lie, it gets harder every week and I wasn't sure how much of this I could run. Some days I feel great some days I don't.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xYxlDIRTWDo/Tq1dqvmSxHI/AAAAAAAACJM/pONF7ipDRZE/s1600/halloween5k2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xYxlDIRTWDo/Tq1dqvmSxHI/AAAAAAAACJM/pONF7ipDRZE/s320/halloween5k2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669290494842291314" border="0" /></a>Today I felt pretty good. Other then the obvious heavy weight in my abdomen and pressure down there I felt good I ran almost all of it. I had dreams of being like the woman who ran the Chicago marathon at 39 weeks then had her baby later that day, but no luck.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TbVi0f0uEX4/Tq1dp0ZCwXI/AAAAAAAACJA/t078Qyt0z_c/s1600/halloween%2B5k3.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TbVi0f0uEX4/Tq1dp0ZCwXI/AAAAAAAACJA/t078Qyt0z_c/s320/halloween%2B5k3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669290478949024114" border="0" /></a>These are some of my running buddies.They crossed the line almost 20 minutes before me. I look forward to running races again when I can actually see them ahead of me most of race.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-whCGXcki2ow/Tq1dplZsqvI/AAAAAAAACI0/gvPzMGCPm5s/s1600/halloween5k.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-whCGXcki2ow/Tq1dplZsqvI/AAAAAAAACI0/gvPzMGCPm5s/s320/halloween5k.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669290474925239026" border="0" /></a><br />This is Karen, Lara, and I. We are all Weight Watchers employees. I was ahead of Karen most of the race but she caught up to me around mile 2. She could walk fast next to me while I "ran" and we went about the same pace! I walked a tiny bit with her during mile two but other then that I ran the whole thing. It took me 43 minutes. Not too shabby! Especially considering I am carrying probably an 8 lb baby!<br /><br />The next race in town is the Turkey Trot on Thanksgiving. I've got my eyes set on that baby! And I wont be pregnant I can guarantee it!! I do think it will feel awesome to run not pregnant but I'm also thinking its gonna be rough getting back into running shape. Still, I can't wait!!<br /></div>Kellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08089683158328900247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127503437451780666.post-11875737735753029602011-10-15T15:12:00.000-07:002011-10-15T15:28:46.377-07:00Hospice 5k<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tUAIpPv87xo/TpoFkIuB80I/AAAAAAAACIU/QF55NbWJZVE/s1600/hospice5k.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tUAIpPv87xo/TpoFkIuB80I/AAAAAAAACIU/QF55NbWJZVE/s320/hospice5k.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663845599745798978" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">I think I'm more proud of these last trimester runs then any other 5k's I've done. I wasn't sure if I was going to feel up to doing this one or not but the last week I've really felt fantastic! I hate to say it out loud but I might actually stand to stay pregnant a while longer since I've been feeling so well. Much better then the whole last month. My husband even remarked this morning, after he woke up at 430am to get ready for hunting, he said, "wow you were sleeping really good!" I was like I know! I only woke up once last night, I don't know what the deal is all I know is I better enjoy this while it last cause this baby will be here soon enough and I wont be getting any sleep.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">So the 5k: it went great! I ran the whole way! I ran it 4 minutes faster then I did the 5k 2 weeks ago. I was being motivated by the walkers behind me that I could hear them the entire time! Dang fast walkers! I was afraid if I stopped to walk a minute they would pass me so I just kept going. Usually what stops me and makes me walk is the pulling I feel on my stomach muscles but they didn't hurt so bad today. So I ran it in 40 minutes 20 seconds. Which is like a 13 minute mile, yuck, but oh well. This was probably my last pregnancy race which is kind of sad. The fun thing about running pregnant is there is no pressure. Everyone is just so impressed that I'm out there I don't feel any pressure to go fast. Soon enough I will be trying to get back to my old times and pushing myself harder. I'm enjoying the laid back feeling.<br /><br />So I napped today and tonight I'm off to our Zumbathon fund raiser with the other Zumba instructors in town. You would think with all this activity I'm doing eventually this baby would get the idea and come out! Probably not for a few more weeks though.<br /></div>Kellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08089683158328900247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127503437451780666.post-20358173642181241452011-10-01T19:49:00.000-07:002011-10-01T20:40:57.032-07:00Pink Ribbon 5k<div style="text-align: center;">Today was the annual health fair, breast cancer research 5k/10k. Last year I ran the 10k and got lost, this year, it was a bit different! I "ran" the 5k, kinda. My goal was to come in before all the walkers and I did! Even though it was a breast cancer run, the lady running the event even said we were supporting all types of cancer. It seemed like a very appropriate thing to do today as a friend of mine lost her husband to leukemia this morning. I felt like I was actually running for a cause. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hzZouftHcp8/TofRcDpbueI/AAAAAAAACIM/buLfWk2ODd0/s1600/016.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hzZouftHcp8/TofRcDpbueI/AAAAAAAACIM/buLfWk2ODd0/s320/016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658721736759949794" border="0" /></a>My friend Jenna ran it with me and I am so glad! Running by yourself is enjoyable when you are pushing to beat a time and really racing, but when you run like I do right now it can be incredibly boring. We talked the entire time and just had fun.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mjvWS8scZ50/TofRb68bxyI/AAAAAAAACIE/dM8RIJrJUU0/s1600/015.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mjvWS8scZ50/TofRb68bxyI/AAAAAAAACIE/dM8RIJrJUU0/s320/015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658721734423725858" border="0" /></a><br />So running for me is most obviously difficult. Funny thing is I physically can not run fast enough to really get my heart rate up. It raises a little but I can fairly comfortably carry on a conversation the whole time. I physically cannot move my legs fast enough to get a great work out, which is probably a good thing. The thing that slows me down is just how uncomfortable and painful the weight of this baby is on my middle. I'm good for the first mile and then I have to walk occasionally to ease the pressure.<br /><br />Still, I love it. Can't wait to run not pregnant, but I really enjoy running still. It makes me feel better. Funny thing is, yesterday I felt horrible. Standing, walking, bending just moving in general made me miserable. By evening I was lying on the couch. Today, I feel good. My legs are tired but I don't feel like I'd rather die then walk upstairs. I really think exercise is the best thing for this preggo lady.<br /><br />I think I will do the hospice 5k next weekend if I'm still feeling good.<br /></div>Kellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08089683158328900247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127503437451780666.post-86660821071177719492011-09-10T20:18:00.001-07:002011-09-10T20:34:07.898-07:00Maybe I should update?<div style="text-align: center;"> Well, there just isn't a lot to say! No races, no new goals, no new training programs just me getting bigger!! I am still running, if you can call it running. I shuffle my feet for about 20 minutes a few times a week. I'm slow and it hurts but what can I say? I'm 32 weeks pregnant! I still love exercise. I can't wait to run not pregnant. I think its going to feel so freeing! I do a little Zumba, I swim every now and then and I even though I don't go on any bike riding exercises I ride my bike with my kids. I take Lainy to school on my bike and rode to the kid's school a couple times. Its hard to stay active but I love it when I do.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N50nc7wFKtY/TmwougezVuI/AAAAAAAACGQ/_WpRP7pOBic/s1600/066.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N50nc7wFKtY/TmwougezVuI/AAAAAAAACGQ/_WpRP7pOBic/s320/066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650936411901351650" border="0" /> </a>As of now, I've gained 25lbs which is FANTASTIC for me! I've always gained 50-60lbs. Even if I tried I don't think I could do that at this point in this pregnancy although there is a part of me that is afraid I'm going to ruin it these last few weeks. I had Eve snap a picture of me after a "run" the other day, just to have prof that I was still getting out there.<br /><br />I feel good, as good as I can feel pregnant. Sleeping is getting harder, but it seems easier then past pregnancies. I still wear mostly pre-pregnancy clothes although there is a large part of my closet I can't squeeze into. Everything about this pregnancy has been easier then the past four. Except for leg cramps. I've always gotten bad leg cramps in my calves while I slept in the last 4 pregnancies, but its out of control this time! Not just while I sleep and not just in my calves. I get them in my outer thigh, inner thigh, hips and even my big toes! I got a hip cramp so bad in McDonalds the other day I thought I was going to hit the floor! I don't know what the deal was with that.<br /><br />All in all. A fit pregnancy is WAY better then a lazy eating whatever I want pregnancy. I feel great, I'm not near as tired and I think its going to be great until the end! I hope, fingers crossed!<br /></div>Kellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08089683158328900247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127503437451780666.post-40844970173423861762011-07-30T14:01:00.000-07:002011-07-30T14:50:12.407-07:00Go Fremont County 2011 Triathalon<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ea8yVmAOP0U/TjR0mRiiYJI/AAAAAAAACGI/VRhGHTeKUd4/s1600/039.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ea8yVmAOP0U/TjR0mRiiYJI/AAAAAAAACGI/VRhGHTeKUd4/s320/039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635257234639446162" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Well I did it people! I accomplished all the goals I set for myself for the summer BEFORE I knew I was pregnant. I certainty had every excuse in the book not to do it but I did! I ran a marathon, ran the Lander half marathon and completed a sprint triathlon. Its a good thing I did them in that order too because running is way too stinkin hard now! I'm just really grateful to accomplish this. Grateful to my family for supporting me and for a healthy body and pregnancy that allowed me to do this. Just a few years ago I could have never imagined myself doing ANY of these things.The triathlon was definitely my most favorite. It was fun, and I didn't feel like I was going to die like I did with the marathon. I might have to consider changing sports lol! So, above picture is taken before the race by my bike. I'm really excited.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lp5hjGnjVoc/TjR0l12gYdI/AAAAAAAACGA/Bqvs103Y0gs/s1600/041.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lp5hjGnjVoc/TjR0l12gYdI/AAAAAAAACGA/Bqvs103Y0gs/s320/041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635257227207008722" border="0" /></a><br />This is Jenna and I before the race started. We've been training and worrying together for the past 4 months<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fK17KNOM1vg/TjR0lT_lJYI/AAAAAAAACF4/MIZFnuyCbKo/s1600/042.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fK17KNOM1vg/TjR0lT_lJYI/AAAAAAAACF4/MIZFnuyCbKo/s320/042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635257218118264194" border="0" /></a><br />The swim was really unique. It started at one end of the pool and you actually swam in every lane crossing under the lane ropes until you reached the other end of the pool and got out. Lance and kids showed up before my turn which made me really happy so he snapped a picture before I got in.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TInshXoJAYw/TjR0DwaUM8I/AAAAAAAACFw/MIyb9VcjAMs/s1600/044.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TInshXoJAYw/TjR0DwaUM8I/AAAAAAAACFw/MIyb9VcjAMs/s320/044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635256641631040450" border="0" /></a><br />Here I am on the ramp 3 people from my turn. I was pretty nervous!!<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i0ODboucUcM/TjR0DRG326I/AAAAAAAACFo/N24lUCvJIy8/s1600/050.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i0ODboucUcM/TjR0DRG326I/AAAAAAAACFo/N24lUCvJIy8/s320/050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635256633227991970" border="0" /></a>Last lane, last lap! I think I rocked the swim. My time was 9 something (606 yards), I question the accuracy of that though it seems really fast. Several people in front of me struggled and had to stop and rest but I went right through without stopping it felt good.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cAfQb9z6CuI/TjR0C3vfqgI/AAAAAAAACFg/y4O7hf9Eze8/s1600/051.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cAfQb9z6CuI/TjR0C3vfqgI/AAAAAAAACFg/y4O7hf9Eze8/s320/051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635256626419051010" border="0" /></a>Almost to the end!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oW_xGL4XtLE/TjR0CWdfjMI/AAAAAAAACFY/xaywUMENGLU/s1600/052.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oW_xGL4XtLE/TjR0CWdfjMI/AAAAAAAACFY/xaywUMENGLU/s320/052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635256617485176002" border="0" /></a>And now I'm getting out. I think its hilarious how many pictures Lance took. I'm not even posting them all. He said he was worried about disappointing me. What a nice guy.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gmCHxKfwG7o/TjR0B2h0bCI/AAAAAAAACFQ/2G3Am0YPQvw/s1600/053.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gmCHxKfwG7o/TjR0B2h0bCI/AAAAAAAACFQ/2G3Am0YPQvw/s320/053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635256608913386530" border="0" /></a>And now I'm walking to the bike. That's Eli's face in the corner.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rPXHBgULUKQ/TjRzXpmy_oI/AAAAAAAACFI/i22a7PwegV4/s1600/054.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rPXHBgULUKQ/TjRzXpmy_oI/AAAAAAAACFI/i22a7PwegV4/s320/054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635255883890097794" border="0" /></a>Here I am coming in from the run. Lance didn't get any bike pictures. He said I was too fast and he didn't make it to the turn around point fast enough. He did pass me in the car so they cheered for me. I did the bike in under an hour which made me happy. I think it was 55 minutes (13 miles). I made it up Hill St without walking my bike which was FANTASTIC! The run was the worst, as I thought it would be.<br /></div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a1gAN_hOMAQ/TjRzW30pnSI/AAAAAAAACFA/AKqF24Hvxg4/s1600/055.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a1gAN_hOMAQ/TjRzW30pnSI/AAAAAAAACFA/AKqF24Hvxg4/s320/055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635255870526430498" border="0" /></a>The kids tackled me before I crossed the finish line so they got to cross with me which was fun! I ran it in 39 minutes which I'm trying really hard not to be disappointed in but is a pretty terrible time for me. My transition to the run took a minute. I was so excited I walked away from my spot without my visor or belly brace so I had to turn back around to get them and then I was flustered and it took a minute to get my brace on. I should have stopped and used the bathroom then but I didn't want to spend the time doing it so I kept going... mistake. This kid on my bladder was not forgiving at all! Luckily there was a bathroom at the half way point but that takes time ya know! The last half of the run felt a lot better bladder and wobbly leg wise.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LDqFoBIGyrY/TjRzWcGSozI/AAAAAAAACE4/JxGgZCHY0IY/s1600/056.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LDqFoBIGyrY/TjRzWcGSozI/AAAAAAAACE4/JxGgZCHY0IY/s320/056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635255863084229426" border="0" /></a>Almost to the finish with the kids!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--uH1Lw3OkNQ/TjRzWODRoUI/AAAAAAAACEw/phYCZJCyDAw/s1600/057.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--uH1Lw3OkNQ/TjRzWODRoUI/AAAAAAAACEw/phYCZJCyDAw/s320/057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635255859313484098" border="0" /></a><br />All done and so happy. You can see my brace under my shirt it is all cockeyed<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4loucJch5HE/TjRzVUZqVxI/AAAAAAAACEo/WH1GpZis6KU/s1600/058.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4loucJch5HE/TjRzVUZqVxI/AAAAAAAACEo/WH1GpZis6KU/s320/058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635255843838121746" border="0" /></a><br />This is my friend Lara. We've done a little training together and she is one of the organizers of the event. It was WAY FUN! I can't wait to do another one and I really hope I'm not pregnant next time! Overall I was really happy with my time. I wanted to be under 2 hours and I came in at 1:55 so that is perfect. Imagine if my running time weren't so horrible!<br /></div>Kellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08089683158328900247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127503437451780666.post-23297292130630154592011-07-26T20:02:00.000-07:002011-07-26T20:22:23.548-07:00Buffalo running tracks 5k<div style="text-align: center;">So one of my favorite races each year is the Buffalo Running Tracks 5k. Its such a small little race in Ethete that just about everyone walks away with a trophy of some kind. This time I brought my kids and like last year I ran it with Kimberley and Lara. I ran it in 34 min some seconds which was 3 minutes slower then last year but, I'm pregnant! Running is getting harder. It hurts, and I always have to go to the bathroom!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SdVmUvVWq1s/Ti-CJfLN5WI/AAAAAAAACEY/f5tEpF5jnvM/s1600/002.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SdVmUvVWq1s/Ti-CJfLN5WI/AAAAAAAACEY/f5tEpF5jnvM/s320/002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633864758362760546" border="0" /></a><br />Eve and Isaac ran the 1 mile kids race. Eli sat it out but this is me and my little runners<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vFGnz1i9Xe0/Ti-CJEJdcBI/AAAAAAAACEQ/a4lw1udJ8kY/s1600/005.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vFGnz1i9Xe0/Ti-CJEJdcBI/AAAAAAAACEQ/a4lw1udJ8kY/s320/005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633864751107633170" border="0" /></a>These are all of us runners; the Orbells and me and my kids<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IuHET9EsZ3o/Ti-BugoRD7I/AAAAAAAACEI/Acvcd1yJEnM/s1600/006.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IuHET9EsZ3o/Ti-BugoRD7I/AAAAAAAACEI/Acvcd1yJEnM/s320/006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633864294896570290" border="0" /></a>Me, Kimberley and Lara<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O7Eh1NDQNec/Ti-BuePoC8I/AAAAAAAACEA/VsLd0Yjx_Oo/s1600/009.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O7Eh1NDQNec/Ti-BuePoC8I/AAAAAAAACEA/VsLd0Yjx_Oo/s320/009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633864294256348098" border="0" /></a><br />Isaac and Cyrus. Isaac got 2nd and Cyrus 3rd. Mostly I think they just had a great time running together.<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W9wuTNIAuro/Ti-BuDzmZ6I/AAAAAAAACD4/q8I6qETM8wM/s1600/013.jpg"><br /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-objBClrTnwk/Ti-Bt1Drj9I/AAAAAAAACDw/r0Uh8A9btWo/s1600/012.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-objBClrTnwk/Ti-Bt1Drj9I/AAAAAAAACDw/r0Uh8A9btWo/s320/012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633864283200393170" border="0" /></a><br />I got 2nd, out of 2 people but still! Yay!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-weUOTC3CoVc/Ti-Btuk-vlI/AAAAAAAACDo/puml6_k8vrU/s1600/008.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-weUOTC3CoVc/Ti-Btuk-vlI/AAAAAAAACDo/puml6_k8vrU/s320/008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633864281461014098" border="0" /></a>Eve got 4th. Mostly she stayed with Isaac and Cyrus and tried to keep them on the road.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SF0vTQ8-Th4/Ti-AxN0VfcI/AAAAAAAACDg/S3yar1gaCrY/s1600/010.jpg"><br /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JUzbnLW1iI/Ti-AwqNHBwI/AAAAAAAACDQ/1S6qUfuJXTw/s1600/015.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JUzbnLW1iI/Ti-AwqNHBwI/AAAAAAAACDQ/1S6qUfuJXTw/s320/015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633863232315131650" border="0" /></a><br />Kimberley got 2nd, Lara 1st<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9gmXSN3cDDw/Ti-Awdi1VXI/AAAAAAAACDI/BQOhx76N46Y/s1600/020.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9gmXSN3cDDw/Ti-Awdi1VXI/AAAAAAAACDI/BQOhx76N46Y/s320/020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633863228916585842" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">And the whole Orbell family! How cute is that!?<br /></div>Kellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08089683158328900247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127503437451780666.post-86113393670524785082011-07-05T17:38:00.000-07:002011-07-05T18:01:48.310-07:00Lander Half marathon<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Djo4pk1L8R8/ThOzLstRS-I/AAAAAAAACDA/9cnNzBvoI8k/s1600/021.jpg"><br /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jb-h2MYPUwM/ThOvbefnPeI/AAAAAAAACCo/PewOUlpaSLM/s1600/265923_10150299971285860_559100859_9692924_1926952_o.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 182px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jb-h2MYPUwM/ThOvbefnPeI/AAAAAAAACCo/PewOUlpaSLM/s320/265923_10150299971285860_559100859_9692924_1926952_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626033246092869090" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Whew! This was a tough one! My friend Pam and I ran the Lander Half Marathon yesterday on the 4th of July. I'd never done this race and Pam had never run a half marathon. I convinced her she could keep up with the pregnant lady and we went for it! It had a lot of hills, a tough first half marathon but Pam did awesome!<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qPcPQ__Zbk8/ThOvHUa6DJI/AAAAAAAACCg/BhEYhLKhW5o/s1600/20110704063144.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qPcPQ__Zbk8/ThOvHUa6DJI/AAAAAAAACCg/BhEYhLKhW5o/s320/20110704063144.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626032899791391890" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Here we are at the start. Pretty fuzzy picture but fuzzy is better then no picture at all. Our goal was to start out slow, and that we did! By the time we had gone a few blocks we were dead last lol. But slowly, we started passing people along the way and we were far from last at the end. It went up for the first 6 miles and then down the rest which was very nice. Pam did great especially considering this was 4 miles longer then she had ever run before. I did pretty well. I was mostly worried about the one potty stop but it was just fine. It wasn't until the last mile and a half that my stomach really started to hurt. I hate to admit it out loud but I'm pretty sure I was having small contractions the last mile and a half and all through the parade after. I was so confident everything would be fine and the doctor supported me so much that I would have felt like a real idiot if something had gone wrong and if the contractions didn't stop. Thankfully by late after noon they were pretty much gone. That is the farthest I will run until this baby is born. I wasn't the only pregnant lady there, there were 2 others doing the half! I don't feel as crazy anymore!<br /></div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-whWdmC1V9LM/ThOwViF3eJI/AAAAAAAACCw/AzayGdLyHz4/s1600/267527_2091775168364_1064793515_32343666_3843878_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-whWdmC1V9LM/ThOwViF3eJI/AAAAAAAACCw/AzayGdLyHz4/s320/267527_2091775168364_1064793515_32343666_3843878_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626034243491035282" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ponwLKITyts/ThOvG5wYt4I/AAAAAAAACCY/3lOtdU0vTsA/s1600/20110704091637.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ponwLKITyts/ThOvG5wYt4I/AAAAAAAACCY/3lOtdU0vTsA/s320/20110704091637.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626032892633724802" border="0" /></a>And here I am crossing the finish line at 2:45:36. Not terrible. I ran the last half I did in 2:16 and the first in 2:36 so for a tough course and being pregnant I'm not sad about it.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-065nj90sAl8/ThOvGmjQqYI/AAAAAAAACCQ/Kzr3a2qYdKg/s1600/20110704091803.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-065nj90sAl8/ThOvGmjQqYI/AAAAAAAACCQ/Kzr3a2qYdKg/s320/20110704091803.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626032887478397314" border="0" /></a><br />Yay! We are so glad to be done!!<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G5HhHQ1OKC0/ThOvGb-YW3I/AAAAAAAACCI/SOmgkYiEsk8/s1600/011.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G5HhHQ1OKC0/ThOvGb-YW3I/AAAAAAAACCI/SOmgkYiEsk8/s320/011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626032884639357810" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Djo4pk1L8R8/ThOzLstRS-I/AAAAAAAACDA/9cnNzBvoI8k/s1600/021.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Djo4pk1L8R8/ThOzLstRS-I/AAAAAAAACDA/9cnNzBvoI8k/s320/021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626037373076851682" border="0" /></a>And after the race we all stayed for the race. So here we all are! Happy 4th!<br /></div>Kellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08089683158328900247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127503437451780666.post-24332773470080870272011-06-27T20:47:00.000-07:002011-06-27T21:10:16.019-07:00Dubois High Country Challenge<div style="text-align: center;">This last Saturday we did the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Dubois</span> High Country Challenge. This is an extra fun event and a little extra special to me. Last year this was the big event I trained for. I worked really hard to work up to those 6.2 miles. It is a challenging course mostly trail and lots and lots of hills all out in the country running mostly on game trail. It was hard again this year but even though I was pregnant this time it wasn't near as hard as it was last year.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--OGAl0uoLQw/TglPQSShYPI/AAAAAAAACAQ/mdnG8cSwVaU/s1600/144.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--OGAl0uoLQw/TglPQSShYPI/AAAAAAAACAQ/mdnG8cSwVaU/s320/144.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623112750954799346" border="0" /></a>I really love this picture. I feel like this picture really represents me. Yes, I am pregnant, running and these are my 4 crazy kids.The kids ran the 1 mile fun run and did awesome. We all had a really great time.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqvzkQ5AfP8/TglPQPRRp0I/AAAAAAAACAI/0Oar9GcdqZ0/s1600/151.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqvzkQ5AfP8/TglPQPRRp0I/AAAAAAAACAI/0Oar9GcdqZ0/s320/151.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623112750144268098" border="0" /></a>This is Eli and Eve running the last stretch of the 10k with me.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FUT2NQ85aX0/TglPPo51GoI/AAAAAAAACAA/pScK-G09veU/s1600/153.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FUT2NQ85aX0/TglPPo51GoI/AAAAAAAACAA/pScK-G09veU/s320/153.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623112739845380738" border="0" /></a><br />Isaac got 1st place for his age group! Ages 5-7 as a 5 year old I think he did awesome! Lance and I ran the 1 mile with them and we just couldn't even keep up with the kid.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bAs_Ts1koBI/TglPPVWgcSI/AAAAAAAAB_4/aggYSJepqlk/s1600/155.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bAs_Ts1koBI/TglPPVWgcSI/AAAAAAAAB_4/aggYSJepqlk/s320/155.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623112734596952354" border="0" /></a>Eli got 2<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">nd</span> for his age group (there were only 2 in his age group but don't tell him) Eli really hates running so this was a really great confidence builder for him.I ran with him. We stayed in the back and I helped him run walk it.<br /><br />Eve got 4<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">th</span> but her big news is she won a bike!!! They did a drawing and she was the winner! I was running the race so didn't catch the event and just haven't taken a picture of her with the bike.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--RV3_OUdDZg/TglP3AvNiiI/AAAAAAAACAg/_eU2YdeeTb0/s1600/149.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--RV3_OUdDZg/TglP3AvNiiI/AAAAAAAACAg/_eU2YdeeTb0/s320/149.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623113416258193954" border="0" /></a><br />And here are my little runners. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Lainy</span> was too young to officially run but she sat in the stroller and was just a part of the fun.<br /><br />As a pregnancy update:<br />Running pregnant is hard. Its starting to hurt. I bought a brace and it helps but... still hurts. The Lander half marathon is on the 4<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">th</span> I'm nervous but I think I can do it.<br /><br />We went to the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">specialist</span> last week and he had nothing but good news. First- its a boy! Second- my anti body levels are low which is good and it looks hopeful. He said that I have to have my blood drawn every month to monitor the levels. As long as they stay low we are good. If they get over 8 then we have a problem and 16 is really bad. I guess if they get over 8 and I'm far enough along they will take the baby, if I'm not far enough along I will have to go back to Denver and do a blood transfer into the baby's umbilical cord. That sounds just lovely doesn't it?!<br /><br />He also said, that its been a really long time since he has had to do a blood transfusion on an antibody e (which is what I have) in a really long time so he is encouraged. So I feel like things are really going to be okay. I'm just going to keep <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">livin</span> life like nothing is wrong cause most likely it will be just fine!<br /><br /></div>Kellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08089683158328900247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127503437451780666.post-48554262800219193392011-06-15T21:58:00.000-07:002011-06-15T22:14:18.265-07:00A little over a week later...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xDzIUd3hgKI/TfmQADA0F2I/AAAAAAAAB_w/cGCUWDrZieA/s1600/NewportMarathon_4.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xDzIUd3hgKI/TfmQADA0F2I/AAAAAAAAB_w/cGCUWDrZieA/s320/NewportMarathon_4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618680340604524386" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"> Not gonna lie, those first few days were rough!! I could barely walk day one and two. Last Saturday I managed 4.5 miles but that was all I could do. It seems like my body knows that the marathon is over and I'm no longer hiding the pregnancy and my tummy has just popped right out! Its crazy. Friday we go to Denver for testing and we get to find out if its a boy or girl.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">My mom sent me some of the marathon pictures she took at the finish line. I'm excited to post them. So the top one is us running just the last few feet before the finish line.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tu22reIcLnY/TfmP_4xZXAI/AAAAAAAAB_o/XThcoQ4WanU/s1600/NewportMarathon_6.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tu22reIcLnY/TfmP_4xZXAI/AAAAAAAAB_o/XThcoQ4WanU/s320/NewportMarathon_6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618680337855503362" border="0" /></a>Whew we are done!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XdmzZVldYgk/TfmPasO8ScI/AAAAAAAAB_g/3px6BoD6DSY/s1600/NewportMarathon_7.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XdmzZVldYgk/TfmPasO8ScI/AAAAAAAAB_g/3px6BoD6DSY/s320/NewportMarathon_7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618679698834606530" border="0" /></a>This is the actual finish line<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hSrbNnVO4KE/TfmPaBxAY6I/AAAAAAAAB_Y/qtoSwzh5uFo/s1600/NewportMarathon_9.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hSrbNnVO4KE/TfmPaBxAY6I/AAAAAAAAB_Y/qtoSwzh5uFo/s320/NewportMarathon_9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618679687434757026" border="0" /></a>And of course my first stop was the bathroom<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vYxdog77biQ/TfmPZ63Cy2I/AAAAAAAAB_Q/kkS5PR2sgbY/s1600/NewportMarathon_10.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vYxdog77biQ/TfmPZ63Cy2I/AAAAAAAAB_Q/kkS5PR2sgbY/s320/NewportMarathon_10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618679685581032290" border="0" /></a>Renee and I<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H6MwudRnp2s/TfmPZkTFvxI/AAAAAAAAB_I/VebA9tI5fvw/s1600/NewportMarathon_11.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H6MwudRnp2s/TfmPZkTFvxI/AAAAAAAAB_I/VebA9tI5fvw/s320/NewportMarathon_11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618679679524650770" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2jEDY9O6VfI/TfmPZSTx0EI/AAAAAAAAB_A/nARDQ_ZGkU8/s1600/NewportMarathon_15.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2jEDY9O6VfI/TfmPZSTx0EI/AAAAAAAAB_A/nARDQ_ZGkU8/s320/NewportMarathon_15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618679674695700546" border="0" /></a><br />And the whole family at the end<br /></div>Kellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08089683158328900247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127503437451780666.post-83980693084894536222011-06-06T20:17:00.000-07:002011-06-06T22:41:40.201-07:00I did it!!!!!!!!!<div style="text-align: center;">I am so so glad that it is over and that I did it!!!!! I woke up the morning of the marathon with a protruding belly, feeling fat, not at all like a marathon runner and thought to myself "I am as insane as everyone thinks I am." But it was too late I had to do it.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hja8XUl3BJs/Te2aJ5xbXEI/AAAAAAAAB-4/Fwq6ghO9F_U/s1600/20110603201111.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hja8XUl3BJs/Te2aJ5xbXEI/AAAAAAAAB-4/Fwq6ghO9F_U/s320/20110603201111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615313805318511682" border="0" /></a>I got my bib number the day before the race. It was very exciting. That night I made several wardrobe changes to decide just which shirt made me look the least pregnant. We decided that once I snapped my water belt around my waist that none of them could hid it completely but the purple one was the best. It has a pocket in the front too which I like because I could stuff sport beans and other goodies in it.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6zYNSJTuUEY/Te2aJSuG61I/AAAAAAAAB-w/iXwP8aGBbKs/s1600/20110604070032.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6zYNSJTuUEY/Te2aJSuG61I/AAAAAAAAB-w/iXwP8aGBbKs/s320/20110604070032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615313794835606354" border="0" /></a>I met my friend Grace and my sister in law Renee just moments before the race started. Renee was holding my spot in line for the bathroom. I used the bathroom and we literally ran to the start line. We got another racer to snap our picture about one minute before the start. And before we knew it we were off! It was fun too. We stared really slow and kept a good pace. It was a lot more fun then any of my training runs because I had good company. We walked about one minute every 15 and Renee was really good to make sure I kept fueling.<br /><br />Around mile 11 to 13 my legs started hurting like usual but not near as bad as in training. I didn't hit my horrible 11 mile wall. It was painful but bearable. My friend Grace had an unfortunate knee injury about mile 13 and she was out. :( We were sad for her but Renee and I forged onward. The weather was super nice but HOT! We had shade the first 11ish miles but after that... blah it was hot.<br /><br />If the race ended at 20 miles it would have been awesome. I was done done at 20. With my fantastic sister in law by my side I pulled through. About mile 23 I hit the swearing stage of running, when all I wanted to do was shout out obscenities but I contained myself since Renee was with me. :) Mile 25 I really thought I was going to die and a few tears started to form but its really hard to cry and run at the same time so I pushed them back. That was most definitely the hardest thing I've ever done. Keep running.<br /><br />Pain, pain, pain. People did take pictures of me at the finish, none with my own camera. Hopefully some day I can post one. We finished, which was my goal, it was right at 6 hours. Not fast by any means, but I got the metal and the shirt!<br /><br />I think right now I would pick labor over running another marathon although I'm sure there is another marathon in my future. I just have to see what it is like to run one not pregnant.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_cGMwnv42Tg/Te2ZF1MkzsI/AAAAAAAAB-o/X1mRlVX9eyc/s1600/20110604144206.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_cGMwnv42Tg/Te2ZF1MkzsI/AAAAAAAAB-o/X1mRlVX9eyc/s320/20110604144206.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615312635859095234" border="0" /></a>So here I am showing it off for the first time. It is LARGE!<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hSqAhLkKQgU/Te2ZFY0mj5I/AAAAAAAAB-g/jUgZkzBVoZI/s1600/20110604131134.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hSqAhLkKQgU/Te2ZFY0mj5I/AAAAAAAAB-g/jUgZkzBVoZI/s320/20110604131134.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615312628242354066" border="0" /></a><br />This is Renee and I after we crossed the finish line. She did a lot better then me I think. She was awesome. I was dead. 2 days later... my legs have honestly never ever been so sore! I went for a small 1 mile run today if you could call it a run. It was more like an old man shuffle. I'm still really really happy I finished!<br /></div>Kellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08089683158328900247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127503437451780666.post-205753480054722982011-06-06T19:57:00.000-07:002011-06-06T20:11:55.490-07:00Pregnancy journal<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:punctuationkerning/> <w:validateagainstschemas/> <w:saveifxmlinvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid> <w:ignoremixedcontent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent> <w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext>false</w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> <w:dontgrowautofit/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"> </w:LatentStyles> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]> <style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0in; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:#0400; mso-fareast-language:#0400; mso-bidi-language:#0400;} </style> <![endif]--> <p class="MsoNormal">Since I was really trying to record my training, when I found out I was pregnant and didn't want to tell anyone it kind of put a cramp in the training journal. So I started a pregnancy one along with it and I'm posting some entries now if anyone is interested in how I arrived at the conclusion to run this marathon anyway.<br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal">March 23, 2011</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>Well here we go. The words I never wanted to say again. I’m pregnant. I found out last Friday, 5 days ago after suspecting for a little over a week. I wish I had written some of my feelings on Friday but at the same time I’m glad I didn’t. It would have just been full of swear words and why?! Why?! WHY?! WHY!!!!!!! The last few days have been a real roller coaster but surprisingly I am coping well. I feel the Lord helping me and I trust in His plan for me. I’m not alone. My husband on the other hand is still in denial he just can’t quite grasp what is happening.<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>So why do/did I not want to be pregnant? HELLO!!! 5 CHILDREN! I don’t want to do the midnight feedings, I don’t want to have a brand new baby, I don’t want to go through child<span style=""> </span>birth again, I don’t want to give my body up to someone else. Mostly, I am training for a marathon and my body is MINE! I don’t want to gain any weight!!!! I just finally am getting back. I’m 9 lbs from my goal and pregnant or not I am going to reach it!!</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> <span style=""> </span>The first thing I did after finding out, before telling lance, was email my trainer. She reassured me that she would help me have a fit pregnancy and alter my training but she didn’t say I could still do the marathon. So I got online and did some research. I found stories after stories of running mommies. Some who even completed a marathon while pregnant. After reading one particular story I felt reassured that I could still do it. Once I felt like the marathon wasn’t off the table I felt so much better. <span style=""> </span>Now I have to just make it happen. While Lance is still in denial I am just dealing with the situation. I think that is one of the talents women have. We take the cards we are dealt and move on. As long as I can still run this marathon I can deal with this pregnancy. This affects my day care business which makes me sad but hopefully I can still watch kids next year. </p> <p class="MsoNormal"> I wish I could be posting this on my blog since this IS my marathon training right now but I just can’t share this with people now. Some people will be upset later when they find out but I have to keep this a secret now. This is why..<br /></p><ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"><li class="MsoNormal" style="">I’m just not ready to deal with the comments. “You know where babies come from right?” “Wow, you sure have your hands full.” “You are braver then me.” If I could go the whole pregnancy without ever hearing those phrases or phrases like that I would be happy. Even the pity looks I get drive me nuts. Let’s face it. After 3 kids people stop being happy for you and start thinking you’re crazy. I’d much rather people find out after the fact.</li></ul> <ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"><li class="MsoNormal" style="">I don’t want to be judged. I can only imagine the opinions people will have of me running a marathon pregnant and I don’t want to hear the negative.</li><li class="MsoNormal" style="">I make enough excuses for myself I don’t need others to add to it. You know, saying “You’re pregnant you should rest, don’t push yourself.” Yes I’m pregnant and I want this baby to be healthy but if I am going to accomplish this goal I need to push.</li></ul> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">So, lets talk a little running. I’m still doing it! The weeks to come are going to be hard but I’m sticking to it. I ran 4 this morning. I threw up at mile 2 but I kept going. </p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">March 26, 2011 </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>We’ve known just over a week now that #5 is on its way. It’s been an emotional week but all in all I think we are coping well. I went to the chiropractor yesterday. He’s been working with me and my had hip and back for almost a year now and always tells me how proud he is of the weight I’ve lost and how amazing my running story is. Yesterday he very sincerely was complimenting me on how I was like Forest Gump. One day I decided to run and just kept running. He told me how great he thinks that is and really what a great example I am and he hopes others will follow me.<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>It was such a nice compliment but honestly it almost made me cry. I’m pregnant! That’s all I was thinking. I felt like by being pregnant I was letting people down. Here I am doing these great things and I am inspiring people. I feel like I’m letting lots of people down. But really I just have to make this change of events another challenge and inspire people with my persistence. I feel like I will be letting so many people down not just myself.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>My biggest fear: that voice in my head that says, “You’re pregnant its okay to eat that,” Or you’re pregnant you don’t need to exercise that hard.” This voice will be the death of me. I fear this voice in my head. It is my enemy. </p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal"> March 28, 2011</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"> Down a pound down a pound! 8.2 pounds to go! I feel like I’m racing time. Racing against the inevitable weight gain that is coming. How far down can I get before I start going up? The further down I go the more room I have to go back up. The pressure is building. I just hope I don’t sabotage myself. </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">April 3, 2011</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"> Feeling pregnant already??</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Yep, I am!!! Not just yes the morning sickness and passing out every time I sit on the couch, I’m talking my stomach hurts and feels like it is poking out!!! When I roll over in bed I feel the muscles stretching in my stomach, any woman that has had a baby probably know what I’m talking about. It hurts. I feel my stomach growing!!! I even think it looks like it is sticking out a little more. I thought I was just crazy until the other day Lance even mentioned it. Of course no one else in the world would possibly notice at this time but hello… already??? I’m not sure exactly how far along I am but I’m thinking about 7 weeks. That is too early to be feeling this way. I don’t like it. I’m not ready to surrender my body to this process. It kind of pisses me off!!</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>I’m still running. I ran great this week and got my heart rate up easier then I did last week. That is one thing I think the pregnancy is affecting, my ability to get my heart rate up, which in turn affects my speed. But I’ve already surrendered the goal of any time records. I’m not racing for time I’m just racing basically for health now. I want to do this marathon yes, but now I’m just desperate to keep this fit body of mine fit. </p> <p class="MsoNormal"> <br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal">April 13, 2011</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>So went to the doctor Monday and I’m a little further along then I thought. I will be 11 weeks tomorrow. Good part about that is I’m almost done with the first trimester which means I’m almost over the throwing up part of all of this. But the bad new is I’m going to be that much further along for the marathon. I will be 18 weeks!! That’s just about showing. I will have a little bump it just won’t be obvious that it is a baby bump. Oh well.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">It also means I will be 26 weeks for the triathlon. I’m due November 2<sup>nd</sup>. I was hoping to do the Halloween 5k. We will just have to see about that one I guess.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">I’m warming up to the idea. I’ve even told some people and their reactions have been really kind so that makes me feel better. Maybe this won’t be as horrible as I thought it would be. I seem to have stopped losing weight. I guess that is how it should be but I would really like to go down just a little more before I go back up. Oh well. I’m going to just have to let some things go and just take things as they come. I got to see the baby on the ultra sound and its hard not to get excited when you see that. The whole thing really is a miracle. <span style=""> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">April 20, 2011</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>So I’ve reached the point of excitement. I realized the other day that if I were to miscarry at this point I would be devastated.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">May 18, 2011</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>Sometimes I’m so full of emotion I just don’t have the energy to write anything. At this point looking back at how upset I was about being pregnant sounds so selfish and silly. Last week I went to the doctor and heard some really bad news. We’re having complications with this pregnancy and I will be so grateful to get a healthy baby in the end. I can’t believe I ever didn’t want this.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> <span style=""> </span>Its difficult for me to understand exactly what is going on and even more difficult to explain but here it is in a nut shell. I have a sensitivity to Antibody e and Antibody C which I was probably exposed to in my last delivery. So, now my body recognizes those antibodies and unless the baby has the exact same blood type as me my red blood cells will start attacking and trying to kill the baby. From what I understand and from the few little blogs I've found on line from women with similar, not even the same situation as me is that usually the babies usually come early and usually have jaundice and are anemic. So who know what the next few months will hold for us.<span style=""> </span>But its been emotional to say the least. I still get to run the marathon though! So that is good.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"> I felt like it was such a trial just to accept this in the middle of training for a marathon and just losing all that weight. Now once we've accepted it and gotten excited about it I feel like the Lord is taking it away. What can I do but just laugh? You never know how much you want something until it is taken away.<br /><br />My doctor is sending me to the Platt River Clinic for high risk pregnancies. I’ve already had my blood taken 3 times and I’m 15 weeks. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Running: I’ve been doing pretty good documenting my long runs. Just add to it, I’m pregnant. I don’t wake up early any more to work out. I just can’t do it. I am tired but I feel pretty darn good. Less then 3 weeks before the big day!</p>Kellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08089683158328900247noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127503437451780666.post-60214774383564251932011-05-21T20:42:00.001-07:002011-05-21T20:49:48.268-07:0014 milesSo, 14 again today. My trainer told me I should run 2 minutes walk 1 this time since my legs have been dying at mile 11. So I tried to do what she said but when I'd only ran 4 miles and I had been out for an hour I had HAD it! So I just ran. I had to walk a bit. <span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span>A little at like mile 11 and mile 13 and I was pretty tired at mile 13. My legs really started to hurt. Seeing as that is only half of the marathon I don't know what I am going to do on marathon day. I guess I should have stuck with what she said to see how it turned out I just couldn't do it.<br /><br />I fueled better today. I ate oatmeal and toast for breakfast and I think that helped. I also had rested legs from not running so much this week. I just hope it all comes together marathon day.Kellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08089683158328900247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127503437451780666.post-38355003238771565782011-05-14T20:27:00.000-07:002011-05-14T20:49:04.628-07:00Eating my way through a marathon??<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gndoLJwGHxY/Tc9MmJc1yvI/AAAAAAAAB-U/fwUKeJ1xwKA/s1600/20110514090454.jpg"><br /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span>Yeah, that's right! I think I'm going to eat my way through this thing! I was much more conscious about fueling this time because last week my stomach was growling! How can I be running when I'm so hungry? So I took 1/2 a bagel with me and a cliff bar along with my gels and energy drinks. I snacked on them on and off while I ran and it helped a lot. I felt a little silly but my tummy was happy.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iy-5jXtzh2o/Tc9IZuvqIsI/AAAAAAAAB-E/wdBrV9P61nE/s1600/20110514090320.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iy-5jXtzh2o/Tc9IZuvqIsI/AAAAAAAAB-E/wdBrV9P61nE/s320/20110514090320.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606779667981411010" border="0" /></a>I snapped this picture of myself. This was on mile 8 and I look a lot happier then I feel. It was wet and cold and rainy and when I looped around and stopped at my house I had to change my clothes into dry warmer ones. It was really hard to leave the house. I wanted to stay home! I thought that this would be easier after 22 miles but it was, for lack of better words, horrible. Just like last time my legs just died after 11.5 miles. Being out of breath and the cardio workout of it all doesn't bother me, I could go for ever. But my legs kill. It gets so painful just to put one in front of the other. Walking hurts worse then running. I am confident I can finish this race but it is going to be SLOW and PAINFUL!<br /></div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gndoLJwGHxY/Tc9MmJc1yvI/AAAAAAAAB-U/fwUKeJ1xwKA/s1600/20110514090454.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gndoLJwGHxY/Tc9MmJc1yvI/AAAAAAAAB-U/fwUKeJ1xwKA/s320/20110514090454.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606784279355181810" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">My son snapped this one of me right before I ran up and changed.<br /></div>Kellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08089683158328900247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127503437451780666.post-1714645600352442472011-05-07T16:18:00.001-07:002011-05-07T19:30:34.877-07:0022 really long miles!!!!!<div style="text-align: center;">Before the 22 miles... feeling good and feeling excited. I was really ready to do this run and get it behind me. The after picture would have been a lot uglier! 22 is a long ways!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_S74kwTXxbI/TcX-TYelTvI/AAAAAAAAB98/YGz0Bznt3lM/s1600/20110507064656.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_S74kwTXxbI/TcX-TYelTvI/AAAAAAAAB98/YGz0Bznt3lM/s320/20110507064656.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604164920274145010" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Oh my. That was hard! Things went awesome until about mile 11 and then it got really tough. I ran the first mile straight and then I ran 5 and walked 1 until mile 8 and I ran 4 walked 1. Maybe I should have started running 4 in the beginning, maybe I pushed myself too hard at first. The last 6 were really hard I could barely move my legs. By mile 16 my stomach was literally growling so maybe I should have eaten a power bar or something. So many maybe's I'm not sure what would have made this easier for me. I walked the last 2 miles and limped into the house nearly 5 long hours after I left. The time did include all my bathroom breaks including one to my house where I discovered my children were alone so I stayed until the babysitter returned so that did take longer then planned. Initially I wanted my marathon goal to be under 5 hours but I think its now under 6. Its a really long ways! I'm glad it is over :P<br /></div>Kellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08089683158328900247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127503437451780666.post-29808770050128741272011-05-03T19:53:00.000-07:002011-05-03T20:01:10.108-07:00Oh the difference sleep makes :)So, I've quite literally ran myself into the ground. I could feel I was on the brink of disaster and just throwing the towel in all together. It wasn't like I didn't feel like I could do it I just didn't want to anymore. I did not want to run anymore, period. So, I stopped working out in the mornings. I decided that if I couldn't fit the run into the afternoon I just wasn't going to run. I only missed one run and I think that it was okay. It took a week but finally by Sunday I finally caught up on my sleep. I didn't realize I was so tired until I wasn't tired anymore. I feel awesome. Life is just better right now. Everything is better when your not exhausted. <br /><br />So I only had to run 6 Saturday and it went okay. This next Saturday is the 22 miler. I'm not really scared, I know I can do it and I just want it to be over!!! I'm ready for this thing. I just now feel like I can do this. I will actually run this marathon!!!Kellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08089683158328900247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127503437451780666.post-78011855542283421672011-04-23T22:38:00.001-07:002011-04-23T22:52:18.468-07:0018 MilesI think the closer I get to running 26 miles the further 26 miles sounds!! 14 miles, that was hard, 16 miles, wow that was really tough, 18 miles... I have to run 8 more then this!!!! I feel like its all mental right now. I can do this. Physically, my body can do this. I'm almost to the end of my training and I can do it. But 18 miles, 3 hours and 40 minutes of running, is a lot of time to wonder why on earth I am doing this!?! But I gotta stay focused and motivated so I can get through this.<br /><br />I wish I was faster. Its getting to my head how slow I am. My goal is to finish so I need to be happy with that. After the run, other then barely being able to walk, my hips hurt from where my water bottles sat, I had a big blister on my toe and I was chaffed on my side from my heart rate monitor. Felt a little beat up I guess. Still, I'm proud of doing it.Kellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08089683158328900247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127503437451780666.post-70391509130944015112011-04-16T18:37:00.000-07:002011-04-16T18:50:00.955-07:0016 miles<div style="text-align: center;">I just got my new amphipod hydration belt in the mail yesterday I was very excited to use it today. I stuck mt gels and cell phone in the pocket and filled the bottles with my Hammer products and it was good! I liked it a lot better then the backpack. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AnmLwtedc_0/TapGa6axLyI/AAAAAAAAB90/Rt6iTUR9UTU/s1600/073.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AnmLwtedc_0/TapGa6axLyI/AAAAAAAAB90/Rt6iTUR9UTU/s320/073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596362915133337378" border="0" /></a><br /></div>What can I say? I did it! The last two miles are always horrible but I survived! Last week I ran 14 in 3 hours and this week I ran 16 in 3 hours 15 minutes which is better. I felt better on mile 8 then I did on mile 1. I really like the run/walking. I ran the last 2 miles straight cause my legs were just too tired to run after I started walking so I just kept running. Had to stop 4 miles to go to the bathroom which was annoying.Kellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08089683158328900247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127503437451780666.post-63651366876865151142011-04-09T13:33:00.000-07:002011-04-09T13:45:12.804-07:00The 14 milerI did it!! And I felt better at the end of the 14 then I did at the end of the 12... yay!!! I might actually do this marathon!! So, I talked to my trainer, who I'd like to clarify a little about. I think some people think I have this lady running with me and giving me feedback on every run but that is just not the case. She would, if I paid her a lot of $$ but I just wont do that. I'm suppose to get an email from her once a week but lately its been once every 3 weeks. She sets up a training plan for me, I document how it is going, and every now and then she gives me feedback. I'm tempted to fire her, but then I'm really scared to be on my own too.<br /><br /> Anyway, I finally talked to her yesterday after 3 weeks of silence. She encouraged me to start run/walking. I was/am nervous about trying this. It is just hard to break something that you know is working but I do trust her and I want to finish this without getting injured and after my last run I was getting worried about even making the distances. So, today I ran the first mile and then I started running 4 (sometimes 5) minutes then walking 1. It was awesome!! It was hard at times to run again but it was SO MUCH EASIER! I was only a little slower, but who knows if I could have even finished without the walking.<br /><br />It is hard to get over the mental "I want to run the whole thing!" but really I just want to finish and I think this is what I need to do to finish. I didn't get really tired until the last 2 miles but that is expected since my last long run was 12. I did have to stop 3 times to use the rest room lol so that added some time :).<br /><br />All in all, I liked it and I think I will do this next week too. I tried some Hammer gel this time. I could feel it working but it is hard to swallow. I don't like any of the energy stuff yet.<br /><br />I'm embarrassed to say how long it took me to run it but I've got to get over the time thing. It took me 2 hours 52 minutes. Blah. Oh well, I'm doing it!Kellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08089683158328900247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127503437451780666.post-89360265873925012892011-04-04T19:07:00.000-07:002011-04-04T19:12:53.067-07:00Blah blah blah... getting what you deserve.Up this week :P and I hate it! Up .4 which is a very small gain but really I deserved it. I didn't work this week at loose so what do ya know... I didn't lose! Sometimes it is just the kick in the butt you need to get moving again. Here's hoping for a better week!<br /><br /><br />Running wise. I'm really proud of myself. I just keep plugging along. I woke up at 5:30 this morning, put my mittens, ear warmers and head lamp on and braved the cold and dark. I got 4 miles in. I did a mile test which means I took one of the miles and ran it just about as fast as I could and still run another 2. I ran my mile in 9:45 which is no huge record for anyone but pretty good for me considering I started at a 12 minute mile. This weekend I'm suppose to run 14 and I'm already feeling anxious.Kellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08089683158328900247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127503437451780666.post-63242620732719234392011-03-28T19:48:00.000-07:002011-03-28T19:56:35.538-07:00Another one down!Down a pound down a pound!! Only 8 to go!!! I'm on a roll. I'm just screaming in my head "don't mess this up don't mess this up!" I'm my own worse enemy. I sabotage myself so easily. I seem to go in spirts of weight loss. I lose a lot and then I stop for a while and then I lose again. I feel like I'm fighting time. Fighting the inevitable platue that is coming. Hopefully I can hit my goal before that happens. Stay focused Kelli! Focus focus focus. I can do this!! I'm so close I can taste it.<br /><br />On a running note. I ran this morning, hill, up and down the hill 7 times. I felt really good. Much better then Saturday.Kellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08089683158328900247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127503437451780666.post-14112791899052054982011-03-26T13:09:00.000-07:002011-03-26T13:24:58.584-07:0012 milesThis is me just getting back from my run. My son took the picture of me. I feel like I'm strapped down with so much equipment I could fly to the moon. I've got my camelbak back pack on to keep me hydrated, my ipod strapped to my arm which communicates with a chip in my shoe keeping track of my pace and how far I've run and under my shirt I'm wearing a belt around my ribs tracking my heart rate and communicates with my hr monitor watch which tracks my HR at all times and what zone I'm in. There was a time when running only required a good pair of shoes and sports bra. It seams that those times are gone although I still enjoy a gadget free run every now and then.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WaUqtwMLTxs/TY5KUCJp_2I/AAAAAAAAB9c/M2llCu-zILE/s1600/20110326115315.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WaUqtwMLTxs/TY5KUCJp_2I/AAAAAAAAB9c/M2llCu-zILE/s320/20110326115315.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588485895648575330" border="0" /></a><br />Well I did it, 12 miles, but that is all I did. It wasn't pretty, it wasn't easy, really it was a crappy run. I felt good the first hour but after that I was ready to be done. I walked for 1 minute a few times which helped. I stopped at the gym and used their restroom towards the end of the run and I very ungracefully finished the last 2 miles hating every step I took. I hope this is just a bad run and not going to become a common thing. After a run like this I doubt my ability to accomplish this whole marathon although I'm still as determined as ever.Kellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08089683158328900247noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127503437451780666.post-84103850044715256812011-03-21T20:10:00.000-07:002011-03-21T20:13:41.385-07:00Only 9lbs!!!Only 9 lbs to go!!! Till I reach my goal weight that is. FINALLY!!!!! Its been a long haul. Two years this time. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">WHOOT</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">WHOOT</span> I'm almost there.'<br /><br />Ran 10 miles Saturday. Last 4 I was pretty tired during but I got it done. Hill workout this morning. I'm sticking to it. I'm getting it done!Kellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08089683158328900247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127503437451780666.post-11131583845552190322011-03-12T08:16:00.000-08:002011-03-12T08:32:47.346-08:00The whole enchilata!I realize that no one probably reads this anymore because I'm so bad at updating but in an effort to keep a little record I am posting again. So a little over a month ago one of my running friends and I decided to train for a whole marathon. Kind of a check it off the bucket list type of thing. So we both hired a personal trainer. We decided if we were going to do this we wanted to do it right. It is hard giving up freedom and doing whatever this lady says I should do but I think it is helping. Here is an general outline of what I do each week.<br /><br />Monday: Hills. Up and down a steep hill 4-6 time with a 1 mile warm up and cool down.<br /> Swim. Working up 1 mile but I skip this a lot on Mondays and do it Saturday Because I run out of time. This week 1200 yards<br />Tuesday: Spin class 45 minute<br /> Zumba<br />Wednesday: Run 3-6 miles<br /> Swim 1200 this week<br />Thursday: Spin class<br /> Zumba 2 classes<br />Friday: Speed work<br /> TRX class for strength<br />Saturday: Long run. This week 9 miles<br /><br />So, what do you think, I probably need to work out a little more, right? Its hard core but it is helping. I'm getting faster and my body is taking a totally different shape. I've been this weight before, even smaller, but my legs have never been this thin. They don't rub when I walk! My abs are getting definition and I've never heard my husband make so many comments about my butt before. Its pretty fun!<br /><br />So far the training is going well. Its intense and time consuming but my husband is WONDERFUL and supporting me as I leave the house to train. I've already visited my chiropractor twice. Once for my hip, once for my back which still hurts. I'm grateful everyday for a healthy uninjured body and hope I avoid any serious injury.<br /><br />I'm running my Marathon in Oregon, where I'm from with some friends of mine. I'm really excited. I will try and post more as I train. 9.5 mile run today! It went well but I am tired.Kellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08089683158328900247noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127503437451780666.post-6695455101060218832011-01-24T21:08:00.000-08:002011-01-24T21:12:58.570-08:00The good and the badThis would be the bad. Frustrated is hardly the word for it. Gained 3 lbs over Christmas and I can not recover. I track everything I eat, Swim: Monday, Wednesday, Friday, Spin: Tuesday Thursday, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Zumba</span>: Tuesday and twice Thursday and run Monday and one long run Saturday.<br /><br />Why oh why am I not loosing?????????????????????????????????<br /><br />Not only not loosing this week gaining.<br /><br />Frustration.<br /><br />I will pull out of this. I just hope I don't pull my hair out in the process.<br /><br />I've decided to run a marathon this year. I've very excited. I'm hoping the training will help me pull out of this rut. I'm actually hiring a personal trainer. I'm really excited. I meet with her on Friday.Kellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08089683158328900247noreply@blogger.com0