Dodging bullets

Over a month ago I found a lump in my left breast. I went to the doctor and he could feel it and instructed me to come back in a few weeks. I did. Lump still there. He scheduled an ultrasound for the following week (Thursday right before Eugene). I had to take my 4 […]

Unexpected sprint workout

I have not run since Eugene. Spin a couple of times and that’s it. Im purposely not running because there may or may not be a few more things I want to be completely rested for. The weather has been truly gorgeous here so Sunday when our good buddy and trouble maker stolled by with […]

Recovery

Eugene was great for many, many reasons; but one was the free 15 minute massage at the end. Bonus! After the rub down we headed back to the hotel for our well deserved Fireball whiskey. A standard post race event I’m told from Brooke. So like a good Indian, I followed the plan. I didn’t […]

Here it is

The night before was awesome we carbo loaded, shopped, and gave each other a good leg rub down. Brooke, God Bless her speedy little heart said we ought to wake up at 4:00 am to eat, 3 hours before the start. “Follow the plan!” is what she kept saying. I told those crazy girls they […]

Recap soon

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Tomorrow

Here we go! The 6 hr drive felt like an hour, good times! Stopped at Road Runner Sports and bought some stuff. Got orthotics so we’ll see how they play out….later. Not tomorrow. The outfit because any proper blogger fills space with their outfits. We had awesome pasta for dinner at Noli Cafe that I […]

1315

I was doing totally fine, pumped and excited about the race. Now, I feel like I want to puke. My shins still hurt and I think I am getting the black lung. We leave in 2 days. Holy crap 26.2 miles is a long freaggin way to run. I challenge you to make a conscience […]

Follower

What….wait?!? I lost a follower? Come on guys. If you read you may as well follow. You know you want to; it’s nothing to be ashamed of. Where I run

See you soon

Well here we are. Tapering. There will be no drinking until after crossing that finish line. That’s my punishment (I mean reward) to myself. How bad do you want it, Becca? We shall see in 10 days. Funny my tapering time seems pretty much like my 16 weeks of training. I hurt my shin the […]