Have you ever wanted to wander into the land of the crazies and run a half marathon? Running long distance can sometimes come with unexpected situations. I’ve compiled a list of the 13.1 things no one tells you about running a half marathon.
Hey all! I had quite the weekend learning and grooving at my course. I have a lot of exciting stuff brewing and I’m feeling really passionate about the future. Be sure to stick around, I don’t want you to miss anything.
Today on the blog, I have a good friend, Carey talking about her online running groups. She and I met a few years ago at one of her running groups and have been friends ever since. She has since moved to Costa Rica and is pursuing her passion in health and fitness. I couldn’t be more proud of her and what to take this opportunity to share her story.
I have to admit, I’m on a bit of a high from the my weekend workout. I’m so grateful I was able to get away and enjoy such an epic experience of mind, body and surf. As some of you know, Chad went away for a guys trip for the weekend and I had to find a sitter for the boys. But here’s the thing, I’m finally okay with that. It has taken me 6 years to get to this point but I’m finally here. I’m letting go of all the mommy guilt and control over the situation. I knew my boys were in great hands (it totally helps that our babysitter rocks) and I never stressed over them while I was gone. It was so liberating!! Don’t get me wrong, I love being a mom but being a stay at home mom is a 24/7 job with no breaks. When I have small windows of opportunity to myself, well I take them. Whether it’s a short run in the evening or a whole weekend away, I’m learning to embrace them, guilt free. And no, that doesn’t make me a bad mom, quiet the opposite. My boys get to see me take time for myself being happy and enjoying life. I come back feeling energized and ready to deal with my crazy little life.
For this foodie Friday I thought I’d do something a little different. I want to share one of my favorite treat recipes instead. It was my birthday this past Tuesday and one of my best friends surprised me at the track and dropped off some goodies which included some monster cookies. They might be the key to my heart. I thought you would all love to see what all the hype is about and try them for yourself. They are by no means healthy but they are the most amazing treat ever and I believe everything can be enjoyed, in moderation of course. The monster cookie recipe can be found here. I usually half the recipe and use melted coconut oil instead of butter. If you do end up making them you can always drop a few off at my place, I wouldn’t mind at all.
I had the pleasure of meeting Ainsley a few years ago at a local run club and we hit it off. I love when I meet like minded women who love to run. It’s great when you can chat while running and discuss ways to stay active even with our hectic lives as moms with small children. She has also been a great cheerleader along my journey with my blog and I thought it was appropriate for her to share her story on here. It’s a incredible story of overcoming obstacles and perseverance. It truly is inspirational and I hope you enjoy.
In the years that I have been a runner, I have never attempted the full distance. The half was always my jam – manageable, without a crazy commitment. As one person described it to me: a half is like a boyfriend that you’re sort of on and off with; it’s a commitment but not that major of one. You can skip a run here and there and not be in too much pain come race day. But the full – it’s best to be full-on committed. And so, way back sometime in March of this year, I full-on committed myself to run the 26.2 mile distance at the Manitoba Marathon on June 21. My (mostly) better half, Ty, also took the plunge and signed up with me – a full has always been on his bucket list, and, well, there’s no time like the present, right?
This week has flown by and I have been enjoying every minute of it. Both boys are finally done school for the summer break which means a lot more fun. I intend to not take one second of this summer for granted. My boys are growing way to fast, soon they won’t think it’s cool to hang out with their mom.
I love running! I somehow forgot that when I ran the Winnipeg police half marathon last month (race recap here). I had put a ton of pressure on myself to exceed my goal and when I fell short I was disappointed in my performance. This weekend reminded me what I had forgotten, that I don’t run to beat a time or win any prizes. Instead I run for the joy, the pleasure, the feeling of satisfaction of overcoming fears, crossing the finish line, meeting new friends and becoming part of a community. The finish time does not define me as a runner. I am no better then someone running 10:00 m/miles or worse then someone running 6:00 m/miles. We are all there for the same goal in mind, which is to cross the finish line.