AHHH GEEZ

Life went from perfectly clean, organized, and calm at 3:59 pm today, to chaotic, frantic, overwhelming, and a little exciting. (don't worry, for the most part everyone is fine- I'm the usual freak show that I always am, but what else is new?)
Funny how that can happen in a matter of 60 seconds. More deets to follow. It's 2:58 am and I'm nowhere near getting to sleep yet. Yikeseee.

As for the title? Buca's awesome cousins taught her to mimic her Uncle K's famous quote "Ahh Geez." It's all she said today. Super rad.

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FORECAST & FINDINGS

I mentioned on my last post about setting my intention for 1/2 marathon. "I decided this race marked another beginning to a huge step foreword in my life."

If you've been with this blog for a while you know that during 2007 & 2008 I lost 70 lbs. With the unbelievable support and skills of Becky Crowther*, I was able to lose the weight the good old fashioned way. I transformed my life from unhealthy couch potato who with no idea of what healthy/unhealthy food was - to - a healthy and active person who is more aware of the contents entering her mouth. I learned to count calories, make healthy food choices, listen to my hunger scale, and stop to plan my meals and portions. I slowly began to trust food again. The weight slowly but surely melted off and I began having the energy to walk. Walking turned to jogging and that turned to running.

Even though I was on a journey with the hopes of taking 100 paces foreword... I first needed to take 50 paces foreword in my journey toward the finding myself, inside and out. It's taken me 2 more years to settle into that change and get used to the new person I found. Well, the time has come and I'm on the hunt again. I've found the "healthy" person inside. But now it's time to find the "super healthy" person I've been looking for my entire life. I know she's inside and dying to get out. Another 50 paces foreword on a new and different journey and who knows what I could find. It's gonna be awesome.

This race reminded me that I can do hard things, I can face fears, and I can be a better person every time I put my mind to it.

So if you haven't caught the gist of my new blog theme.... Then you're slow. And you'll just have to wait to see it tomorrow. Yes people - It's here.

*If you'd like info on my dietitian - email me and I'd be happy to share her with you! 

ADDICTED TO LOVE

Wowza here it is. Finally. Have I been putting if off because it's too overwhelming to try to explain all the emotions that went into this race? You betcha.
The freezing cold running. The early buzz of the alarm clock. The endless laps on the track. The fear of leading Becky astray.... it was all worth it. Best 13.1 miles of my life.

The morning of the race, after I forced myself to eat a toasted egg sandwich and a few sips of Gat0rade, I lay in bed trying to fall back asleep. My mind was racing with a jumbled mess of thoughts "Do I know the coarse well enough not to get us lost?" "Will I be too slow for Becky?" "Will we finish without any major obstacles or will we have to walk the last 4 miles?" Finally I dragged my jittery body out of bed and went to look in the mirror. I needed to figure out why I was racing today. I decided this race marked another beginning to a huge step foreword in my life. (more on that tomorrow.) I returned to the bed, knelt down and prayed. I asked God "to allow me to be the eyes Becky needed today and for our legs to carry us to the finish." It's go time.

We started with a pace that we both thought would be manageable to maintain and we absolutely did. We ran 45 sec/min mile faster than I had planned and we kept that tempo through mile 9. We nonchalantly said, "Gosh, I thought this was going to be a little harder!"  By mile 11 we were eating our words as our legs began to turn to sludge. Then mile 12 hit and we decided to pick up the pace and rock it out the last mile. We excitedly approached the finish line and when I witnessed the sweetest act of love. I glanced over as Becky's husband hurdled the barricade and jumped in the race next to his wife. The most endearing look of pure excitement, joy and pride for his wife consumed his face. He was so happy to see her finish that race he could hardly contain himself. It was totally rewarding to be a part of that.

(come to find out later... everyone was worried about us because we were so "slow." But Becky and I were super proud of our time and beat our goal.)

Just a few of the best advantages of running with Becky is the constant conversation companion, total trust and belief in one another, and all the extra cheers we would get because she's so awesome. I think every person who passed us took her courage as an inspiration to find gratitude in their bodies. I hope it made them surprisingly aware of what a gift it is to be able to run. It is a gift I've come to find total joy in. I can't believe I'm so lucky to be her guide runner. I love it.

So despite the fact that we came in much slower than our fans expected... I think we're addicted. We'll see you at the SLC 1/2 Marathon this April. Just look for the two awesome chicks tied together, running, and smiling.




Mucho gratitudo goes out to my one and only MR KDAY and his side kick BUCA. Becky's family, Mr. Messell and his entourage, the super sign makers - my big brother and his fabu- fam, and the R.Nells for their warmth and hospitality!