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Everyday we’re shufflin’!

10 Apr shamrock13_prerace

What’s green, hunting for beer, and covers 8 kilometers?

Why, the Bank of America Shamrock Shuffle 8K, of course!

I know, it’s already April… St. Paddy’s Day has already come in a frenzy of green glitter and golden beads, and left some us in a hazy hangover weeks ago. But for 40,000 runners in Chicago, the time to celebrate a little Irish fun was this past Sunday.

Because I signed up for the Bank of America’s Chicago Marathon, Brandi thought this would be good “practice” for me. The race is put on by the same people, it runs the same streets, and just like the marathon, there are 40,000 runners.

Practice for a marathon that doesn’t involved a 20-miler? Sounds great!

The weather was pretty nice for the Shamrock Shuffle: 45 degrees, sunny, slightly windy but not bad for Chicago. The atmosphere was cheerful, the volunteers all had smiles on their faces, and a later start time of 9:15 meant I was feeling well-rested as we headed to Grant Park for the starting line.

The Shamrock Shuffle is set off in two waves. The first wave started around 8:30 a.m., with staggered corrals. If you’re a speedier runner and have a recent race time to prove it, you can start in this wave. Brandi could have started earlier, but since we were heading to the race together, she changed her corral so she could start with me in the 9:15 wave.

shamrock_crowd

As we waited to start, the announcer told us we had some special guests in the crowd running with us: Danni Allen, the most recent winner of The Biggest Loser, and Robbie Gould, the Chicago Bears kicker. I have to admit, I’m a Steelers fan so big whoop about Robbie, but Danni was running in the same wave & corral as me?! I was pretty stoked and kept looking around to say hi. That girl is amazing!

Soon enough, though, the race started and after a few minutes of waiting around, our corral crossed the starting mat and we were off.

“See ya later!” Brandi called over her shoulder as she took off. Her goal was to go for 7:30 splits, while I was hoping for 10:00 splits, so yes…she would see me much later.

It took the first mile to get used to having SO many people around. I was a little annoyed at those who started to walk right away (read: ¼ mile) in the race because they were blocking me (and many other runners) but hey—good for you for getting out there. I weaved in & out of people, got cut off a few times, probably cut other people off a few times, and strategically looked for places to spit. Yes, it was good experience to run in such a large crowd so I know what to expect in the marathon. It was fun—there were always people to pass and push yourself for, and sometimes having someone in front of you to slow you down for a moment let you readjust your pace so you weren’t going too fast.

Running around corners & the drink/aid stations were the worst parts of the run. At the street corners, everyone instinctively cut in closer, so it became a jumble of people. I would literally have to stop and walk for a couple steps as everyone spaced back out. At the drink stations, if you were off to one side or another, people would literally cut you off the whole way through the stations. One lady almost ran smack into me. There were only two aid stations I believe (because who really needs a Gatorade stop on a 5 mile run?); on the second station I stayed in the middle of the road so people didn’t cut me off so severely in their haste for some high quality H2O.

The best part were the fans along the route. At one point near the beginning of the race, we ran under a bridge and it was completely lined with people cheering and calling down at us. Fans lined most of the streets too, and lots of little kids were doling out high fives.

I felt pretty good and strong the whole race. I forgot my Garmin so I wasn’t able to keep track of splits. Instead, I went by how I felt. It was nice to let the times go and just focus on breathing and picking up my legs when they felt like they could go faster.

shamrock13_results

I finished at a strong 50:03 (10:04 average pace), which I was happy with considering my ‘long’ runs of 7 miles have been averaging around 11-11:30 in the last couple of weeks.

After the race, we met back at Grant Park for our free post-race Michelob Ultra (not too shabby)…

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And then continued our belated-Irish celebration with a few more [real] beers & lunch with some runner friends.

shamrock13_duo

All in all, a great race, a fun day, and I’m looking forward to race season as Spring warms up!

Tell me: What are your tips for huge races? I didn’t have to deal with actually getting anything from the aid stations, fueling, bathroom pit stops, etc. but I bet in the long haul of 26.2 miles that can all be a challenge. I can use some tips!

What’s your next race?
I’m gearing up for the Wisconsin Half Marathon in Kenosha, Wisconsin on May 4th. It’s the Cheesiest!

Chicago Marathon Sign-up Fiasco

23 Mar

If you’re a runner, you’re probably already aware of the Chicago Marathon registration fiasco.

If not, here’s a quick recap: Registration opened for the 2013 Chicago Marathon on February 19. The technical servers at Active.com, the site hosting the registration process, couldn’t handle the HUGE amount of traffic that would have probably filled the marathon in record time, maybe just hours. Their site crashed: some people could not get to the registration form at all; some would get partially through registration but time out; some would unknowingly get all the way through and register multiple times. After a couple hours, registration was suspended. Marathon officials finally held a lottery for the remaining 15,000 open spots (hosted on their OWN site, may I point out). Those 15,000 (of about 36,000 in the lottery) who were chosen at random had a couple days to then actually sign up. If you weren’t chosen—that was it, better luck next year, unless you wanted to sign up to run [and raise a lot of money] for a charity.

Where does this leave me, Amanda, who decided to finally run my first marathon—so excited, committed and motivated that I had told pretty much EVERYone I knew?

The night before marathon registration began, Brandi attended an official event at the Chicago House of Blues and was able to pre-register. “Sign up as soon as you can tomorrow,” she had told me. She heard buzz that it would fill in record time.

So, I was one of the thousands who logged on at 12:00 on the dot when registration opened. I had one hour before I had to leave work to catch a flight to a conference. After countless page refreshes and curse words in my mind, I gave up and just figured I’d try later. I didn’t even think about it again until a few hours had passed, just minutes before we were to begin boarding the flight I had to be on. Miraculously, I got to the registration page, put in my personal & credit card info—only to then receive an error message. I gave up and boarded the flight.

It wasn’t until later that night when I realized what a mess the registration was turning out to be. Lara called me to say she couldn’t get through and registration was suspended. I wasn’t even sure if I was registered, until I checked my credit card statement online and saw there was a charge. Phew. But I was still bummed: Brandi, Lara & I had all decided we would run it together…that was one of the biggest reasons I had even decided to run the marathon in the first place. If Lara couldn’t participate, then it just wouldn’t be the same. I could feel my excitement waning.

Lara signed up for the lottery, only to receive a rejection email that she wasn’t one of those chosen to sign up. Womp. What were we to do? Lara could sign up to run through a charity—but having done that in the past, she knew how hard it was to raise the large amount of money needed for that, which could be over $1000.

“YOU HAVE TO DO IT!” I kept telling her. She had two sisters ready & willing to help her raise the money for a charity, if that’s what it took to get her in.

So, that’s what she did. She signed up through Girls on the Run to raise money & run for their cause. It’s a cause all three of us sisters believe in and have run for before, and actually, I am glad we can support them as we run this race. 26.2 miles to help young girls build confidence and self-esteem? What better reason could there be?

Don’t worry…we’ll be posting a donation link for you to help, too. ;)

So there you have it—despite the pesky interweb’s best try, all three of us RUN sisters have signed up for the Chicago Marathon. Hope you’re all ready to hear about it for the next 6 months!

Let us know: Were you able to get in? Do you know someone else who is signing up through a charity to run?

Chicago Marathon, Here I Come

17 Feb

“Are you crazy? Heck no. I will never run a marathon!”

Famous words out of my mouth, uttered many times over the last several years. Until one day about a month ago, a tiny speck of “What if?” entered my mind. And proceeded to grow.

I guess I knew it might happen one day. I had told people, “I’m only half-crazy, I’ll stick to half marathons. Maybe when I get tired of those.”

Well, I guess I got tired of 13.1. The wonder of “Will I be able to finish?” and the rigors of training became expected and…I can’t say easy, but certainly no longer the insurmountable challenge that I once felt elated and excited about overcoming. I had done it, several times over, and I knew I could. I needed something new to conquer.

Enter the Naples Half Marathon “runcation” with my sisters about a month ago. It was the hardest 13.1 miles I had ever run, and it was certainly not my best time—in fact, it was my worst time ever. But, I had finished, something many times during that race I wasn’t sure I would be able to do, and I guess that’s when I realized that I had officially defeated the half marathon. It was time to up the ante.

It started with my sisters talking nonchalantly about the marathons they had run over some happy hour drinks after our race that weekend. Fueled by a couple fruity beverages, I decided, this was my year! I would run a marathon with them!

The next day we laughed it off—alcohol can make you bold, but c’mon guys—I still wasn’t that crazy. I would leave the marathon running up to them. But somewhere in the back of my mind, that curiosity was beginning to grow and I tried to ignore it. Did I really want to go through the time, dedication, and mental/physical strain of marathon training? Not to mention the actual race of 26 miles. Plus the .2 at the end…I always imagine that’s got to feel like the longest part.

The next night at dinner with some wine in hand (we know how to balance run + fun, what can I say), the topic came up again. The Marathon. I think Brandi and Lara could sense I was teetering, and they continued to talk it up. Lara sealed the deal when she said this year, she would be coming to run the Chicago Marathon with Brandi. Well, if they were both running it—what better race could I wait for?

I told them that was it—I was going to do it. And of course, they didn’t believe me. That’s just the wine talking, they probably thought.

A couple weeks later, I decided to hold myself accountable so I wouldn’t back out from the fear, and posted on Facebook that I was going to sign up. What better accountability than 673 “friends”! Lara asked if I had been drinking wine again.

This time, no—it was all me with a clear and focused mind. I’m ready to run a marathon, and on Tuesday at noon I will be signing up, along with my sisters, to do something I never thought I would do in my life: Run 26.2 miles.

Any advice for a marathon newbie? Any good books or training you’d recommend? I’ll take all the help I can get!

Naples Half Marathon Race Recap

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A little over a week ago, we were in Florida getting ready to run the Naples Half Marathon. It was about 65 degrees, 100% humidity, and sunny. At home in Chicago now, it’s about 25 degrees and snow is falling. What a difference a week makes.

Our Naples Runcation was a success! We arrived on Saturday morning, got picked up by our gracious hostess with the mostest, Holly, then headed to pick up our race packets at Naples of the Run. We then settled into our fantastic hotel, The Cove Inn, and went for a little shakeout run to get ready for the big day.

Brandi | finish time: 1:49:32 (8:24 pace)
Race morning, I didn’t feel great. Turns out I can drink wine with dinner the night before a race; craft beer, on the other hand, does not agree with me. Cardinal rule of running: Don’t try anything new or different! Oh well. We got dressed and jogged over to the starting line. The Star Spangled Banner was one of the best renditions I’ve heard live. It was an a cappella group – I thought it was a recording! Halfway through the song, the speakers went out. Without missing a beat, all of the runners raised their voices and finished the song. It was so moving, I had tears in my eyes! It may have been a gimmick to pump us up, and if it was, it worked! It was an amazing way to start the race.

Now I’m not super religious, but about halfway through the race, we passed a large church. Outside, there was a reverend sprinkling holy water on racers and encouraging them to ‘keep up the great work’. I really needed that inspiration at that very moment, and I appreciate that it wasn’t overly preachy.

Mid-race inspiration

Lara | finish time: 1:41:30 (7:41 pace)
I’m not sure who I was kidding, but I was not expecting it to be so humid in Naples! I also remember the reverend sprinkling holy water and thinking, “Man, I really need this right now.” After going out in a 6:48 first mile and 7:00 second mile, I immediately knew there was no way I was going to be able to sustain anything close to that pace with the humidity. I abandoned my sub-1:34 goal by mile 3 and honestly just hoped I could finish. My legs felt like jello and I was gasping for air and I still had 10 miles to go. Yikes.

Well, I DID finish and managed to run my second fastest half marathon time! I’ve only run 3 half marathons so you could technically say it was my second slowest, but I’m choosing to focus on the positive instead =) I got fourth in my age group, mostly because Naples seems to be more competitive amongst more, uh… seasoned athletes (they had awards for masters, grand masters AND senior grand masters winners). Even though I didn’t run the time I had hoped for, I can’t complain: the race motivated me to get ready for my next half (March 16!), and I spent the afternoon on the beach in the middle of January. I love Florida!

Amanda | finish time: 2:28:42 (11:25 pace)
I loved Naples, and the race organization was great, but this was the worst half marathon I have ever experienced! The warmer weather meant I was sweating before we even started, while all the Floridians stood coolly around me at the start line. The humidity was killer. By mile 3, I remember thinking, “Oh my gosh, this is going to be a real challenge, physically and mentally!” I took in as much Gatorade and water as I could, and there were plenty of stops along the race course, but my body was just not used to the weather. By mile 9, I really wasn’t sure I would make it to the end. I was getting dizzy, felt simply out of it, and realized I had barely taken in the scenery around me or enjoyed the run.

Those last 4 miles were a bit of a blur. A sloooow blur. I started feeling really dizzy, so I stopped once or twice every mile to walk; except then I would realize that walking felt worse because I could feel how truly awful I felt. It was just a countdown of miles and time in my mind, trying to find people ahead of me to stay pace with so I could just FINISH. And finally, finally…I crossed the line. It may not be a PR, but I am pretty sure any race I ever run will never feel as hard as that…so the toughest part is over! That’s a positive, right?

Skeleton Skamper 5K

28 Oct 4_prerace

I don’t think there is a more entertaining running race than a Halloween themed run: Costumes, hot cocoa, and great race temps—oh my! You really can’t beat it.

On Saturday, October 27, I ran the Real Racine Skeleton Skamper 5K in Mount Pleasant, WI. There was also a half-marathon, but my mileage hasn’t been very high lately (re: Motivation MIA) so I opted for the much shorter 5K race. I hadn’t run a 5K in several years, so I had no real expectations in mind. I didn’t feel the nervousness I normally do before races, which I have to admit was a really nice change of pace.

The race was easy to get to, and though there wasn’t a ton of parking right near the starting line, I only had to park a little over ¼ mile away on a side road. The costumes were fun and made me smile as soon as I made my way to the sign-up. There were so many outfits, ranging from people in pumpkin shirts and orange striped socks, to someone in a full banana suit, a unicorn, and a PacMan with ghost balloons that followed hauntingly behind him.

Kenosha Running Club

I met up with a lot of people from my Kenosha Running Club (“best running club in the USA!”) before I went to register. Registration was quick & painless, as was the bag drop. The race shirts were pretty cute, and glow-in-the-dark, which is fun and definitely different than any other race tee I have.

The only downside was waiting to start.

Start of the Skeleton Skamper 2012

There were about 550 5K runners, and it seemed like we stood there in the starting corral forever—in fact, we stood there for a good 20 minutes past our starting time. The Jedi man costumed with a Yoda on his back must have been getting worn out. And, I could tell the Legends of the Hidden Temple (Blue Barracudas) couple were itching to run the temple, er, course. We never did get an announcement of why we were starting so late, but all of the sudden, we were off!

I started off at a good clip, and tried not to push myself too crazy hard for the first mile. 5Ks are not my favorite races, because I really don’t like running so fast & hard—it’s just so tough! I would honestly rather run an evenly paced 13 miles. But, my first mile was still pretty fast at a 9:02 pace (my normal running pace is ~10min/mile), and I was feeling good as I passed up some super heroes and zombies, so I kept chugging along.

Between mile 1 and 2, I got passed by a lot of the quicker people who had been stuck in the back of the crowd, and wished I had been able to fulfill my costume dream. (I was going to dress as a cop and hand out speeding tickets to anyone who passed me. Alas, time wasn’t on my side to get that get-up together. Next year!)

The course was an out-and-back loop, so I was happy when I started seeing some fellow Kenosha Running Club buddies coming back already in the lead for the 5K pack. I got to the turn-around, passed a pirate, and then kept running by the water station. With 40 degree temperatures, I didn’t really need any hydration, so I used the opportunity to pass some others who had stopped or slowed down.

Chugging along.

At mile 2, I clocked a 9:22 mile split. I had slowed down a little, which I kind of expected once the adrenaline of mile 1 wore down, but I was still pretty surprised at how strong I felt. At this point, mentally it was easy for me to get focused and determined to take down the last mile of the race. Breathing was starting to get a little difficult, so this mile is all a bit hazy to me…all I knew was—breathe in, breathe out, keep your head up, don’t slow down.

Eventually I guessed I was near the last 800 meters (I wished there were a bit more signage in that regard), so I tried to keep my pace even and evaluate how I felt so I knew when to kick it in. I got caught up in some people who would walk, then run as I neared them, and eventually sped up so I could just leave them in my dust! All of the sudden, I could see the 3-mile marker up ahead—I felt a surge of energy and speed come on.

There was a 10-year-old girl ahead of me (come onnnn) so I made it a petty goal to at least pass her up. There was also a portly chef who had kept stopping to walk, and I kept him in my sights ‘til I could run by him. At this point, I was keeping a consistently fast pace, and admittedly felt a bit queasy—but I was almost there!

Sprinting in the end of the Real Racine Skeleton Skamper 5K

I kicked it into gear and glided past a man in a full penguin suit (those big flipper feet surely must slow one down) and crossed the FINISH line. At 28:55 (~9:18 pace), I couldn’t call this an all-time PR, but because this was the first 5K I have run in almost 3 years, I am going to call it my “new adult” PR. Looking back at the 5Ks I ran in 2007-2009, I actually did run this one faster than those, so I’m proud of that.

The post-race beer with my running buddies was a good “treat” after running this 5K race. There was also hot cocoa available…but who can pass up a free beer?

Post-race beer...yum!

This 5K race really was a lot of fun, and I would certainly recommend it to anyone who is thinking of doing the Real Racine Skeleton Skamper 5K in 2013. And, if you aren’t from the area, you should find a Halloween themed race near you…they are so much fun!

P.S. Bummer, but somehow I got left off of the actual race results—maybe because I signed up the morning of the race? Next year I will make sure to sign up early!

Thoughts of a Saturday Morning Runner

20 Oct

Alarm goes off at 6:45am—seems wrong. It’s Saturday.

7:00. Okay, I’m up.

7:15. Out the door.

Yawn.

Whew, brisk 40 degree wind sure wakes you up.

Early morning running.

Epiphany: A few stiff drinks + burger for dinner Friday night = Not the best pre-Saturday morning run fuel.

Thank god my running bud is here to keep me going.

But, wow, nothing beats the view of an early morning runner.

Best View in the Morning on a Run

What a perfect way to start the day.

If you thought chocolate milk was SO good after a summer run, try hot chocolate (and some whipped cream, because, you just ran) after your brisk fall run. Mmm.

Words of wisdom from runner friend: “What do you mean you ‘only’ ran 3 miles? This isn’t a long or short distance running club, it’s a running club. You RAN! While everyone else is still at home sleeping.”

Psst: I so wanted to sleep in, too. But I didn’t.

Getting up early to run Saturday mornings… So. Worth. It.

Motivation MIA

14 Oct

Do you ever get in a slump and are just not motivated enough to get out of it?

With Brandi’s and Lara’s recent race recaps and PRs, it’s become blatant to me just how unmotivated I’ve felt lately. I’m happy for them; hard work pays off! But where has my passion and fervor for running, well…run off to?

I was sick with a bad sinus infection and bronchitis a month or so ago, which took me off workouts for about 2 weeks. After that, it was just hard to get back in the groove.

The excuses started in:
I have too much work to do, I need to stay late at the office to get it done.
The weather is cold/windy/rainy, I don’t want to go out in that.
I’m tired…I just want to go home and relax.

Etcetera, etcetera.
I’m sure you all know what I mean.
(…Right?)

But now, it’s time to suck it up, buttercup! Get back to work. Get back to having fun doing it. Get back to goals, to “normal.” Because let’s be honest, this whole lazy thing makes me feel crappy and far from normal.

Just do it.

I’ve done many things in the past to help me get motivated:

Sign up for a new race + make a training plan for it. This gives me a big goal, but also daily workouts to work on, breaking it down into a small achievement every day.

Sign up for new fitness classes. Adding freshness to my fitness routine keeps me interested, plus works out new muscles for an overall stronger body.

Make plans to work out with a group/friend. Once I make a plan with someone, I won’t cancel on them. Plus, it’s fun to catch up with a friend or get to know someone better while fitting in my workout.

Buy new running clothes. I like to shop, I like fashion, I like new clothes…I get excited to wear them, and if I put them on, I’m sure to workout.

Download new, fun tunes. Good music pumps me up like no other!

Read other fitness blogs or websites. Reading other peoples’ inspirational stories or everyday fitness/health choices seems to rub off on me and keep me accountable with myself. Some blogs I like to read are Carrots’n’Cake, Chic Runner, Oh She Glows, and so many more! Just don’t get too sucked in that you end up spending your workout time piddling around online (I speak from experience, people).

Pinterest some fun running quotes/workouts. Hello, encouragement! Just look at all these awesome quotes. Especially Ryan Gosling talking to me.

With these things in mind, I’m going to first get my butt off the couch and go run…and then come back to make a plan of attack. I’m thinking I’ll either sign up for a race, or a new workout class. Those seem to keep me accountable the best.

How do you stay motivated, or get back on track after you’ve veered off course? Any advice?

P.S. I haven’t updated my workout song list in a while, leave some suggestions please!

Ragnar Relay Chicago: Part 2

27 Jun finisher_badge

AKA, “Beer-y Happy Endings”

Ragnar Relay Chicago 2012 medal

After finishing our first set of legs, it dawned on my team that with our #5 runner out of commission, one of us would have to make up his remaining two legs. In addition to that, our #6 runner had to work overnight (dedication!) so we had to make up his run as well. None of us were really eager or even felt ready to add on those extra miles, but we figured out who could take the overnight legs, and decided we’d split up the third extra leg the next day.

Around 9pm, our #12 runner came to the handoff point and started off our #1 runner once more. The temperature had finally dropped and it felt great outside. I geared up for my second leg, another 4.5 miles on a bike path…a quiet, dark, secluded bike path at night. I thought it would be freaky, but it was calming, and I felt like I was booking it because I was eager to be back around lots of people versus the croaking frogs and rustling bushes and trees that surrounded me.

I finished before I knew it, and happily stretched before hopping in the van and closing my eyes as we drove to the next handoff. I was getting so tired, that even though they were handing out free s’mores to runners at one of the exchange points, I passed right by. (And who EVER passes up a free s’more?!)

Overall, the runs overnight went better than the first legs; our two teammates who picked up the extra legs weren’t super enthused, but they did great anyway. Soon, we were finishing up our second round of legs and pulling into the next exchange zone to rest.

Our van was huge so we had lots of room to actually lay down or recline our seats. I think I managed an actual couple of hours of sleep (in and out), which is more than I have ever had the last two years I participated in the Ragnar Relay, so the next morning, I felt like I was ready to go!

It was starting to heat up again already as I lined up for my final leg around 8am, which was a little over 6 miles long. I started the leg on a bike trail, so I got some shade to run in for a while, but at halfway, the sun, heat and weariness began to take its toll. I went through a whole bottle of water, but luckily the fans along the course and other runners were SUPER helpful. One person sprayed me with a bug sprayer (filled with just water, of course); one person drenched me with a super soaker kids’ gun—it felt awesome; and another person gave me an ice cold bottle of water that basically got me through the last mile and a half. It felt like forever, but I finally spotted the handoff zone ahead, and picked it up as much as I could to get across that line.

But I wasn’t done yet! That was supposed to be my last leg, but we still had our #5 runner’s leg to make up (who was doing just fine, we had found out). I offered to run as much of the leg as I could, but considering I had to walk a lot during my 6-mile leg, I knew I would be pretty slow. I waited while runners #3-5 ran, and then took the baton for our final leg.

It was even hotter out at that point, and I was running through the middle of a (somewhat dodgy) town, in direct sunlight. A few times, some creepy dudes whistled at me—to which all I could think was, Really?! My thighs are so white they’re glowing, and I am so HOT that my face is bright red and drenched in sweat!

On the plus side, even though I felt like I needed to walk, I was kind of afraid to…so I just kept chugging along.

Almost three miles into it, though, I was just done. I had run about 20 miles total in less than 24 hours, and my body was nearing exhaustion. It was a true team effort to finish that last leg—I handed off to one of our runners, she ran for a mile and handed off to another one of our teammates, he ran two miles, and then handed off to our other runner who finished up the last 1.5 mile of the last leg. It took four of us to finish that final 5.8 mile leg, but boy, were we happy when we did! With that, we concluded all of our legs for van #1.

Finish Line at Ragnar Relay Chicago Lakefront

I hopped in with van #2 as they went to run their final legs. I felt bad because it just kept getting hotter as the day went on, but they were all champs and finished their legs with no problems. Finally, we found ourselves winding our way through the streets of Chicago, into the park along Lake Michigan where the final finish line stood. Sadly, car traffic was so heavy that our final runner actually BEAT us to the finish line, but he was in no hurry…he waited to cross it until we were all there as a team.

Beer and pizza at the finish line!
We crossed, got our sweet medals, and set off for free pizza & beer. I’d say we earned it!

Will I do it again next year?

Well…of course. ;)

Ragnar Relay Chicago: Part 1

26 Jun Ragnar Relay Chicago 2012

AKA, “Beginning the Beast”

It’s been a few weeks since I completed the Ragnar Relay Chicago, but I thought it would still be fun to tell you all about the madness! It was a crazy 30 hours in two [smelly] vans with sweat clothes, lots of peanut butter / bagels / bananas, many laughs, 200 miles by foot, and only a few hours of sleep. Why wouldn’t you want to hear about all that?

A typical Ragnar Relay team has up to 12 people on it, which means you’re split into two vans of six people. Each person runs 3 different legs of the course, and eventually all of those runs add up to about 200 miles…from Madison, to Chicago. (Our team started with 11 people, because three people in van #2 wanted to run four legs each instead of just 3.)

I was in van #1, which meant we all ran first. We made our way to Madison, checked in and then went to the mandatory safety briefing. The officials urged us to stay hydrated in the 100 degree heat index that was coming our way for the weekend…little did we know what was in store for us later that afternoon.

At noon, it was our wave’s turn to begin. Our first runner, Amy, toed the line and took off. I was runner #2, and I was sweating just waiting for her to get to the next handoff. The sun was blazing and the temperature kept rising by the minute.

At the starting line of the Ragnar Relay Chicago.

Before I knew it, Amy was sprinting towards me and handed off the (sweaty) bracelet/baton. I trotted off for my first leg, 4.5 miles through the city of Madison. It was HOT. Two miles into it, my team intercepted me on the course to give me some water, and I took the bottle with me for the remainder of the run. At times, I felt so hot that I imagined my head was bright red and radiating heat waves like a cartoon! (It was.) I had to walk a few times just so I wouldn’t feel like I’d pass out. Finally, I came up on the next handoff zone and gave the baton to our next runner.

Our team was grooving along fine, until our fifth teammate left for his run and then was nowhere to be seen when we thought he would finish. When he finally came into sight, he didn’t look good. He crossed the handoff line and immediately I could tell something was wrong—he was staggering around, mumbling incoherently. We got him in the shade, trying to cool him down with water and ice. Half of our van decided to stay with him, while Amy and I went to bring water to our sixth runner, who was out on the course for a long, harrowing 11-mile leg (the longest of the whole race).

Amy and I met up with our sixth runner every mile of his run to give him water and make sure he was okay. Suddenly, we saw our team van come flying up behind us and screech to the side of the country road. Our fifth teammate was apparently suffering heat stroke and dehydration. He seemed totally out of control, laying on the ground and shaking. I felt helpless and scared for him, but somehow luck was on our side: One of the runners in a nearby van that had pulled off happened to be an ER doctor—she knew exactly how to treat him. We packed bags of ice all over his body, and only gave him tiny sips of water. Eventually we could tell he would be okay. But, it would be completely unsafe and stupid if he tried to run again, so he had to be taken away by an ambulance so he could be monitored for safety reasons.

At this time, runner #6 caught up with us, and he didn’t look so good either. He was bright red, hot, and ready to just walk for a while. It’s technically “illegal” in the Ragnar Relay to switch out runners in the middle of a leg, but we weren’t about to let another teammate suffer from heatstroke and dehydration. I took the baton and ran a slow 2.5 miles of his leg while he had time to rehydrate and cool down a bit. He and the van caught back up with me after 25 minutes, and he hopped back onto the road, finishing up the monster of a leg and reuniting us with our second van at the handoff point.

We were all a little freaked out, worrying over our runner who was taken away by the ambulance, and ready to just sit down in the shade somewhere and have something “real” to eat. We got to the next checkpoint and set up camp, let our nerves calm and tried to get some rest before we started back up in a few hours for our second legs…

[Stay tuned for part 2, tomorrow!]

The Cheesiest Half Marathon

6 May Wisconsin Marathon and Half Marathon 2012

Wisconsin Marathon and Half Marathon 2012More than anything this year, the one running goal I had in mind was to beat my PR from last year’s Wisconsin Half Marathon. My time then was 2:11:52.

With my previous half marathon times this year being 2:21:58 (Livestrong Half, 2/19) and 2:15:35 (South Shore Half, 4/7), squeaking out a 2:11 seemed like a far way off. I knew I could get close, but I just wasn’t sure if I could get all the way there.

Last year, I was able to train injury-free for months leading up to the Wisconsin Half Marathon. This year, however, I battled some injuries and couldn’t push myself too hard until about 6 weeks ago. And as far as running 10 minute pace long runs? I was able to hold up that pace for the first half of my long runs, but by the last few miles, I would always slow down a lot and really feel the burn in all of my body. I was worried that if I couldn’t hold that pace in a training run, how could I hold it during the race?

I was crazy nervous right before the run started – muscles jumpy, stomach tight and churning, and mind racing. Could I do it? It would be hard and maybe suck a little, but I thought I could do it. Thanks to pep talks from the boyfriend about how hard I have been working, some inspirational videos online, and the happy crowd and friends’ cheering support along the way, I started the race with the 10 minute pace at the top of my mind and really believing in myself.

But, I was nervous after the first mile… I felt like I was going at a comfortable pace, but I was also boxed in with the race crowd, so my time ended up being about 10:30. Crap. I was going to have to make up that extra 30 seconds somehow during the race.

My right leg was also super tight, and my right quad felt like lead. I told myself it was just weird nerves and that the tightness would go away after a few miles, but it never loosened up. Finally at mile 5, I told myself that the crappy feeling wasn’t going away and I would just have to deal with it. So that’s what I did.

The race course looped around the downtown of Kenosha’s harbor and then up north by Carthage College along the lake, where you turned around and ran the same route back. I kept my eye out for some faster friends on their turn back, as well as my sister Brandi, who was running a 9:30 pace ahead of me. It made me happy to see her and my other friends, as well as some familiar faces cheering along the side of the road, so those distractions helped me get through the next couple of miles on pace and without thinking too much about how hard I was running to make sure I got my goal.

Cheering friends

Thanks friends for cheering me on!

When I got to mile 9, I looked at my watch and realized, with 4 miles left, that I could get my PR if I kept up the pace and then picked it up a little bit for the last two miles. I got to mile 11, where one of my work friends did a jig in the street for me, all the while cheering me on. At this point, I was so focused that all I could do was watch and smile, but it helped so much! I had 2 miles to go, and this was where I had to make my move. I picked up the pace a little bit more and kept chugging along.

I got to mile 12, where you turned around and headed back to the finish line for the final mile. Accelerate! I picked up the pace even more and started passing people left and right, hoping that I wasn’t starting to kick too early. I got to the last quarter-mile and just gave it everything I had. I ran by my boyfriend and bro-in-law as they screamed at me that I had to get going to get my time. I heard some other people I knew cheering for me but I didn’t even look around – I kept staring forward at the finish line and ran as fast as I could.

Sprinting to the finish of the Wisconsin Half Marathon 2012.

Sprinting it in the home stretch!

Beep. I crossed the finish line, stopped my watch and looked down.

2:11:05.

Hello, PR.

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