Monday, December 14, 2009
The interesting thing that transpired during this conversation is that when my friend asked me how I felt about not running while I was sick, I told her I was very anxious. It made me nervous to not run for a little over a week. Her response to me was something along the lines of; You know what that means, you are turning into a runner.
Another interesting conversation we had that I am still thinking about is the fact that you can lose running so quickly. It isn't like riding a bicycle where you can just pick it up. You never forget how to ride a bike. The same is true for running, however with running you can't just jump back in and run a marathon, you have to retrain your body to run a marathon. Every time I take a sabbatical from running it is like taking two steps back.
There are a few lessons here:
1) I ran and I can say I feel better; my cough is pretty much non-existent after running today.
2) Once you determine you want to do something, if you follow through, you can declare yourself that something. I AM A RUNNER!!!
3) Next time I consider my friend "the sabbatical" I will remember how it feels to run the first two miles after a long break.
Friday, December 4, 2009
I had three good runs Thanksgiving week. I did a Turkey Trot, and then went out with my sister and ran on Sunday. Both were good but unfortunately the Downers race was not chip timed. I was surprised because it was my understanding historically they timed that race.
So I ask the dramatic question because I have spent much of this week under the weather. I’ve had a bit of a cough and wonder if running will make me better or worse. I’d hate to go out for a run just to make myself sick again as I’ve spent this entire week on antibiotics and sleeping.
What would you do???
Monday, November 23, 2009
Thursday, November 19, 2009
So as you all know I am embarking on training for a half marathon, and I am going to do this with the support AND in support of Team in Training. Team in Training is a charity sports training program. They train participants in endurance sports; in turn the participants raise funds for the Leukemia Lymphoma Society. At first I was skeptical about having the ability to raise the funds but after last night…
I went to the kick off event for Team in Training thinking that there was no way I could raise $1,500 AND successfully train for a half marathon. What I found was the greatest inspiration. This gentleman got up and spoke about his young inspiration whom he was introduced to when he initially decided to participate in Team in Training. I of course cried, and rediscovered my desire to improve the life of people who may be living with cancer.
Another thing I discovered was this great energy that I didn’t even realize I was missing. All of the people in that room had the same goal of finishing something that may have historically felt unattainable, some people who have been participating in endurance events for a long time who are now looking for a new adventure, people who were simply there to support those of us who joined. I will of course be chronicling this adventure with the same enthusiasm I now feel, thanks to the very inspirational gentleman who spoke last night!
If you have any interest in supporting me through this adventure, check out my fundraising page!
Stay tuned for my face on a Wheaties Box!!!
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
While you all patiently wait for my silly display of "creativity" I thought I'd give you a snapshot of what is to come during my 31st year on this earth. That is right, I will soon be 30 and since I have accomplished some of my most sought after goals I figured I would begin to make a list that I can check off in my 30s.
In 2009 I will be participating in the following events:
- Jingle Bell Run
- Cap City Half Marathon
- The Chicago Triathlon (Olympic Distance)
- A century ride (not yet scheduled)
- Deer Creek Triathlon (Sprint Distance)
- Possibly an Aquabike with Janell
I put this in writing as a promise to myself to follow through with all of the goals I set for myself this year. While I train for the half marathon I will spend my cross training days riding and swimming as to continue toward my goal of finishing the triathlon.
If you have the desire you should join me on one of these adventures. My friend Erin took the leap and so should you!!!
Sunday, October 25, 2009
You may be wondering the story of the 10k, and all I can say is it was AMAZING!!! My great friends came to town to run with me, we got lined up with all the OSU students who looked like they grew up on the cross country team. We were so far back in the crowd of over 3,500 that we didn't hear the announcers or the start of the race. In all of the excitement we began our slow trot and all of a sudden we hear a large WHOA and the crowd halted. The best way to explain this experience is by equating it to when you are driving too close to the car in front of you and they slam on their breaks. Everyone in the crowd had a nervous laugh and began jogging again.
My good friends stuck with me for the first mile of the race. I did exactly what my sister told me to do during the race; start off slow and steady. I passed mile marker 1 and my friends took off to run to their fullest potential. I don't remember much after that except that all of a sudden I was at mile marker 5 and I said to the police officer at that intersection, "Dude, I am actually going to finish this thing." I picked up my pace and took it home to find my friends cheering for me at the finish line and the announcer yelling my name over the loud speaker for the last two blocks. I was shocked, I did not stop running the entire time AND I cam in a lot sooner than I thought I would!!! It was great to do this race with good friends who have been around to support me for many years! To share the experience with them was amazing!!!
One of my ultimate goals was to do a 10k before I turned 30. I have now accomplished that goal. I plan on getting a few more under my belt in the next 6 months to build up my confidence. But what is next on my horizon besides 10king??? My sister has heard me say the following statement for six years now; "Next year I'm doing the Olympic distance triathlon." She always encourages me at registration time to sign up for the race. I'm going to take the leap!
Sunday, September 27, 2009
For the last few months I have been hanging onto the words by Scott Tinley: “Everyone has the desire to win but only champions have the desire to prepare.” I have taken these words seriously in both mind and practice; however I know I can train more, harder, and smarter.
In the words of Ironman Dave Scott “If you set a goal for yourself and are able to achieve it, you have won your race. Your goal can be to come in first, to improve your performance, to just finish the race it’s up to you.”
I have officially set some goals…
FINISHING my 10k in the HumanRace
Improving my 5k time at the Jingle Bell Run
Saturday, September 19, 2009
I was already searching for the next event, I could not have even guessed what was going to come next…
Earlier this week my friend facebooked me to tell me she was doing this 20 mile ride called Night of 1000 tacos, and asked me if I was interested in participating. I quickly learned that it was basically a tour of Taco trucks on the north side of Columbus. I quickly responded with a Heck Yeah!!! Last night we met up with the group and took off to ride through parts of Columbus I didn’t even know existed. I had the BEST tacos I have had since I was in California many years ago. There is nothing better than riding with a large group, and eating awesome tacos. What a way to end the week!!!
Friday, September 4, 2009
Today I was running (or what most people would call jogging) and into my last three quarters of a mile when a speed walking pregnant lady passed me. It made me remember something that happened when I lived in Colorado. My sister had a friend who was training for the Hawaii Marathon. She joined a training club to assist her with motivation, form, and endurance. On her first outing with the training club they started running and about five minutes into the run she was all alone with the training club long gone. I remember feeling insecure for her.
I also remember talking to my sister and her friend about how I wanted to be able to run a few miles. They told me the way to start is run a bit, walk a bit, repeat; slowly increasing the distance. I told them that I felt as though people would be watching and thinking that I didn’t belong on the trail except to walk.
For a split second I started wondering what the very fit pregnant woman thought of the very slow runner on the trail and realized it really didn’t matter; everyone has to start somewhere.
Monday, August 31, 2009
Monday, August 24, 2009
I made phone calls, googled wet suit rentals, rent wetsuits, where to rent wetsuits in Columbus, cheap wetsuits, Columbus Ohio wetsuit rental. And every other combination of words you can think of to come up with nothing. I then remembered years ago walking through a Sam’s Club store and running into wet suits. I went to Sam’s Club on line and learned most of the stores in Columbus sell wetsuits. If you know anything about wetsuits you know that they can be VERY expensive, but I hopped in my car and went searching anyway.
I got to Sam’s Club walked up and down the isles and finally ran into my savior; fifteen and thirty dollar wetsuits! I am a very proud owner of one of the cheapest wetsuits in the world.
Chicago Tri, Here I come!!!
Friday, August 21, 2009
I was getting ready to run yesterday with my best buddy Robert Ullrey, when he told me through my iPod I was going to run twenty eight minutes. If you have been keeping up with my blog you would know I have already participated in plenty of events so 28 minutes should be nothing. My response to all you very appreciated supporters would be thank you but you are so wrong. Every time I face a ten minute run I am stretching myself.
I started my run and was feeling very good but at some point I lost my concentration and did the most painful thing you can do as a non enthusiastic runner; I looked at my watch… I learned that I had only completed eight minutes of my run. I thought to myself, just make it to the half way point when Robert tells me I’m doing a good job and then I can take a break.
Something interesting happened to me when Robert told me I was half way there. I responded to this statement as a challenge rather then a moment to take a break; I kicked up my pace and kept running. At one point I thought to myself in that gruff coach voice “dig a little deeper Sarah.” I quit looking at my watch, and started listening to my body which was telling me to keep going! All of a sudden my good friend Robert told me I could quit running and cool down for five minutes; Thank Goodness!!!
Last night I was talking with one of my new friends here in Columbus and heard some very interesting words fall out of my mouth. I was saying the run was easy. At that moment I realized my words and thoughts influenced my desire. Once I decided to finish the 28 minute run, it became easy. Those words "dig deep" are amazing. They taught me my mind is the most powerful influence in achieving my goals, if I believe it I can do it. Even more amazing??? I actually want to do a half marathon.
I hope my good friend Robert is listening out there somewhere!!! I can’t wait until he creates a 10k or half marathon podcast!
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
I found inspiration in the weirdest place. I am going to admit something right now, that all of you readers must forget the moment you read it; I still watch MTV. Believe it or not I got my inspiration from the very channel that has made me lose all hope in the wealthy youth in the world; the youth who cry because their Mercedes Benz is off black NOT grey. So to the real story...
I was watching MADE: I wanna be a rapper and there was this young lady who was over weight and had a revelation about life while rapping. She realized that she was a deep person who had confidence. She discovered this while she was rapping about her feelings. I have been learning more and more that I need to take care of myself and express my feeling when I have them. What made all of this even more powerful is that in the past year I told a bunch of people jokingly that I was going to quit my job and become a rapper on a street corner in Columbus. I even have a "yo yo yo, I am a rapper doe" routine to prove it. I think seeing this TV show made me realize even more that we all need to dig deep to figure out what gives us that confidence; that high that is untouchable.
So the story is this, I saw this girl trying new things and it made me want to try new things too...
So back to my high... I woke up this morning at 6:00 am and thought it was too late to ride my bike to work and go to the gym. I then found myself saying "Sarah, normal people don’t fret when they get to work at 7:oo because normal people work 8-5, they are more shocked when they get to work that early." I also said to myself "today is the day that I begin taking care of me." All I mean by that is if I want to go to the gym and not get to work until 8:00 then so be it; Off to the gym I went on my bicycle.
I got to the gym did my best run of the season and I'll tell you what, I was HIGH!!! I'm talking the high I imagine you feel when you jump off of a crane with big rubber bands tied to your ankle. I am going to capsule that high and keep it close by for safe keeping!
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Monday, August 3, 2009
Monday, July 6, 2009
This morning I started reflecting on all the walking (from camp to main stage is over a mile), all the dancing to the Dead, Martin Sexton and Kellar Williams, and realized I may not have done conventional exercise but I sure participated in other types of movement.
How Fun!!! Tomorrow back to the regular grind!!!
Monday, June 29, 2009
Monday, June 22, 2009
Last weekend I watched the movie Garden State again. I watched it because I couldn't figure out why I enjoyed it so much the first time around. I now remember…
So, On this quest to become an athlete I recall times when I've felt so insecure taking a jog down the street because I was too busy wondering what people are thinking rather than patting myself on the back because I’m doing something. Let's face it; there have been times I have been passed up by that lone walker while I am sweating my butt off jogging about four miles an hour. Because I have done a triathlon every year for the past seven years I can tell you there have been years where I trained so hard I have shocked my sister at how well I have done; I've also trained to little that I've shocked myself and how much time I've lost from the previous year. Recently while riding with my cousin David (who is one of my favorite riding buddies) in Chicago I said to him I was going to have no shame in my speed during the Tourdecure here in Columbus. He said to me there is no shame in riding slow, only shame in riding the couch...
That reminded me that I should work out at my own pace, and enjoy it. If I'm not enjoying it then I need to find myself a new activity. I can be original! There is no shame in that either...
For the past two months I have been riding, and jogging, and will be venturing into more serious swimming tomorrow morning. I have been enjoying it all...
In the past two weeks I have also reflected on the fact that every year I do the triathlon in August (with my big sis, and big bro-in-law, and this year my big bro), and every year I pat myself on the back and then begin to ride the couch until June of the following year.
So you may ask how this all fits together??? I have realized that when I finish my triathlon every year I end up putting a period on the experience rather than building off the experience. This year rather than a period I’m going to put an ellipsis after the triathlon. My quest to be an athlete will continue…
Sunday, June 14, 2009
This guy behind me started laying on his horn, rolled down his window and started screaming at me. I couldn't figure out what the problem was. He finally pulled up on the right side of me and started screaming that I was blocking him from turning right.
So picture this, he pulled up to my right side before he told me I was blocking traffic. If you think about it, I obviously wasn't blocking him if he was able to pull up on my right. Anyway, he was screaming about bikes, and calling me many names. I flicked him off and spat back "Quit being a fricken jerk." I know I shouldn't have said anything because he could have had some serious road rage issues, but I totally lost control. His final words to me were something along the lines of "get off the road fat ass."
I actually can't believe I'm telling this story because it is kind of embarrassing. I think the reason it came out is because I've been working all day and have spent the evening doing laundry and cleaning house reflecting on my lack of progress toward any of my athletic goals this week. I think the reason I've been making little progress this week is because I'm letting some jerk shake my confidence. I need to let it go...
Sunday, June 7, 2009
When David and I arrived at the high school I looked around and noticed there were not as many people participating in the ride as I would have imagined. Not only were there less people then I thought but the guy who was announcing the race gave this speech and said if you are not feeling very comfortable with a 62 mile ride I want you to let you know this is going to be pretty hard. There are some significant hills. I looked over at David and said "Uh Oh now I'm nervous."
After the guy gave his little speech and made me nervous they rang the bell and off we went on our 62 mile adventure. If you have ever done a ride of any sort you will probably relate to this little story. We went off with the crowd of about 100 riders and it felt pretty awesome. David and I rode with a pack for awhile and I felt exhilarated. Nothing like riding with a large group of people who are out to attain their goal of finishing the ride AND have fun. People were so nice and encouraging!!!
As I was nearing the rest stop at the 23 mile mark I was feeling somewhat upset with myself. I though damn it, why didn't I train a little harder, I'm having trouble keeping up...
At about mile 32-35 (not quite sure where) David got a flat tire. Neither of us brought a spare tube and we had to call the support vehicle. We waited about 45 minutes to an hour for the cutie to pull up with spare tubes in the back of his car. While we were waiting I was somewhat frustrated because David and the people we were broken down with started talking about possibly taking a ride from the support guy to the next rest stop. I was frustrated because I spent so much time training and I wasn't quite ready to give up. We did not take the ride, I was happy.
David's bike got fixed and we were on our way; we were riding and I felt really good. We were also making good time and felt very strong. I was very happy.
Once we got into the last twenty miles we really started hitting the hills. Those of you who think Ohio is flat, I have something to say to you. OHIO IS NOT FLAT!!! As the hills got a little more intense our speed dropped down to probably about 10 miles/hour at one point David's odometer read 4 mi/hr. I was feeling defeated and was in a tizzy because I didn't feel they had enough rest stops on this ride... My biggest moment of defeat was when I WALKED my bike up what I called the wall. If you recall on a previous post I talked about a fall while riding with my sister. That almost happened to me again on this ride...
When we finally hit the rest stop at the 51 mile mark I almost cried I was so happy. I knew only 11 miles to go. YIPPEE!!!
As we started the last eleven miles of the ride I began getting angry and enraged. My butt hurt, the hills kept coming, the turns weren't marked well, cars kept honking their horns and driving way too fast, and I couldn't get to the end fast enough. As we rode I started getting very negative. I was cussing out the organizer of the race, the hills, the cars, the arrows on the road. Basically everything I could be mad at, I was mad at. It was mostly because my butt hurt SOOOOO horribly. The end couldn't come soon enough...
David was my saving grace through all of this. He kept reminding me of the positives and reminding me that the end was coming.
As we started riding in a neighborhood setting I began getting extremely excited. The end was near. I said to David "Someone better expletive cheer for us when we cross the finish line." I was sooooo excited...
I had the immense feeling of satisfaction, relief, and mostly PROUD, when I crossed the finish line with David (btw, people did cheer for us). I have never been so challenged in 5 hours as I was yesterday.
There was nothing on my body that wasn't sore with the exceptions of my legs.
Before the day was over I was already planning my century ride. It was so challenging but it made me feel like a part of something. I know it isn't necessarily changing the world, but it has changed me. It gave me something I can be proud of while doing something I really enjoy!
More to come as I prepare for my four mile jog in four weeks....
Friday, June 5, 2009
Stories about the ride coming to a blog near you!!!
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Monday, May 25, 2009
After completing the installation and the very serious talk about my safety I went out to the street to test the new equipment. I had a very large audience. Auntie Evie, Uncle Pete, Dad and my Mom all stood there and cheered me on as I did loops in the street clicking my feet in and out of the peddles. You see I was prepping for the real reason I headed to Chicago last minute this Memorial Day...
Sunday, May 17, 2009
1) Seeing adults ride their bikes without helmets
2) Seeing parents riding their bikes with no helmets but their children have helmets
3) Seeing kids riding around on their bikes with their parents and none of them have on helmets.
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
My sister commented on my last post saying something about how my butt must hurt. Let me start by mentioning that I am still using a pair of bike shorts that were gifted to me about seven years ago from the exact sister who questioned the comfort of my behind. I now know exactly what is on her mind when she thinks of cycling. I believe she gave them to me in her exercise bully days to make sure I had few excuses to go out for those long rides with her. Of course my sister was always riding with her burly and Brady in tow and I could barely keep up.
One of my favorite memories was when we got on our bikes and while we were riding up a hill that when you looked to the top kind of looked to me like the distance of the top of the Sears Tower, I fell over because I lost all momentum. Christina got to the top of the hill just in time to look down and laugh her "butt" off. I also recall walking around for a few days after that ride as if I had ridden a horse for 24 hours a day 7 days a week for the last month. Shortly after that adventure the bike shorts appeared.
This morning I had taken the long route to work. My butt was so sore I thought for a moment I should go home, take a shower, and hop on the bus. I instead I kept going; by the time I was about a half mile from work my butt was about to fall off. I again looked like a goof ball as I headed over to the gym to take my shower.
So you may now ask what is my response to the so very important question? "BIKE SHORTS = NECESSITY!!!" I guess it's time to invest in some new shorts that will hopefully last another seven years.
Sunday, May 10, 2009
My strategy for this week is to take an extended ride every morning, and take the super long way home from work.
So, my big excitement for the week was also my big disappointment. I took my bike to the bike shop in town and asked them to fix my "masking" taped together brake cables and give me an overall tune up. They told me they would complete my bike quickly (which they did) but when I went to pick it up, my bike cables were still taped together with masking tape, but they assured me they fixed my bike. I don't know about you but I thought since I paid a pretty penny to get my bike worked on the least they could have done is put gripping tape on the handle bars rather than re-taping with the masking tape. I did not have it in me to argue, I just made a statement about incomplete work and left the store. I thought "Oh well, I'll go home and fix it myself" (which if I took the time to tell you the entire story you would know my decision to fix it myself is why my brake cables are taped together with masking tape in the first place).
The decision to take my bike to a bike shop didn't end all bad though, once I got on my bike I took note that my tires were in fact full, my bike chain was aligned, and everything seemed tightened up. My brakes? They still rub.
Moral to the story, you pick because I can't figure it out:
1) Never try to fix my bike myself again.
2) Never go back to that bike shop.
3) Never let David (my cousin) talk me into another 60 mile bike ride.
4) Both 1 and 2.
5) All of the above.
I'll ponder this as I try to log twice as many miles this week...
Sunday, May 3, 2009
I created this blog for a number of reasons.
1) Two years ago I was participating in the Chicago Triathlon and a couple of things happened that day. I was cheering people on while "jogging" and at the end of the race a gentleman came up to me and gave me a hug, thanking me for providing him the motivation to finish the race. All I thought I was doing was distracting myself so I could finish the race.
2) The other thing; At the end of the Chicago Triathlon two years ago I talked with one of the folks who participated with our group and we both talked about how we wanted to do better the next year. Neither of us trained like we would have liked to, and our times were reflective of that.
3) Last year again during the Chicago Triathlon my time indicated I did not do what I could have done to improve my time. Three years prior I finished the race 15 minutes faster.
4) I do best when I am accountable to someone or something. Regardless of whether people read this or not, I will still update it once a week (or more if needed) because I am now telling everyone what my plan is.
5) Maybe someone else is in my position and would like the encouragement and motivation.
6) Lastly, I watch myself get overly motivated, have one or two great work out months and quickly slip back into watching too much TV and hanging out on my couch. This way I can spend some time in front of a different screen chronicling my anticipated success.
So here is what I am going to do, I'm going to share my stories, successes and failures, funny stories, and disasters. What I'd like my "followers" to do? Laugh, encourage, participate in an event with me, provide pointers, work out with me, convince me to participate in an event you enjoy, or simply read...
The events for the summer at this moment in time are as follows:
- Tourdecure, Westerville, OH
- Met Life Duathlon (relay with my mom), Tinley Park, IL
- Chicago Triathlon, Chicago, IL
I believe more 5ks and bike rides will appear over time, but that is what I have committed to at this moment in time.