tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19994755602076775492024-02-20T10:40:27.060-07:00You'll Always Have My Heartsusettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16091922437671047257noreply@blogger.comBlogger300125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1999475560207677549.post-79238293346842111032014-12-21T18:49:00.000-07:002014-12-25T10:50:44.085-07:00A Super Swell Sunday Afternoon Visit<div style="text-align: center;">
Sometimes my blog is not about running and this would be one of those times. Although, because of this little visit at my parent's home this afternoon I now feel like I need to go run. I'll explain. My momma is a great cook and she had a feast fit for a king laid out! I had only eaten lunch 2 hours earlier and so I didn't think I was hungry. Well................how do you pass up homemade food made with lovin' from your momma?</div>
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Earlier I had already gone to church and was just relaxing and hanging out at home when I decided I needed to get out of the house and go for a little drive. I went to my parent's home for an absolutely wonderful visit filled with much family and fooooooood. My cousin April was there from Southern Utah with her husband Brigham and their daughter, Stevie. </div>
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We had an absolutely wonderful visit and talked about so many great things. It was so fun to get to know her a little better and hear all about her family and their life in the St. George area. Her and her husband are both truck drivers and so it was so fascinating to hear about life for them. </div>
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We ate chicken, baked french fries, fruit salad with nuts and pecan chocolates. That should have been enough right? Well, then a little later we nibbled on dried apricots and English Toffee. Like I said, a feast fit for a king right?</div>
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About an hour later my sister, Kareena, who lives here locally and my cousin Bill who lives with her stopped by to eat and visit. My cute momma started over again with cooking and made more chicken and french fries, and some salad for them. She even cooked up a new batch of English Toffee since we had finished off the other batch. We did more visiting and laughing and catching up with life. I loved just being there and enjoying them.</div>
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My cute daddy has certainly had his struggles with health and aging and so it was so great to be with him and see him doing so well. He's a wonderful source of strength and resilience to me. He has literally been through hell and back and I adore him for hanging tough. He teaches me much through his sweet nature. I love him so much!<br />
3 hours later I headed on home, what? Where did the time go?</div>
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Do you ever feel like you can be with people that long and not even realize where the time has gone? This certainly happened for me today and I loved it!</div>
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I sure love my family!!</div>
susettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16091922437671047257noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1999475560207677549.post-62665525824264877612014-11-27T21:43:00.000-07:002014-12-01T21:44:09.249-07:00Thankful 13 Half Marathon<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The Thankful 13 is the only half marathon I know of in the state of Utah held on Thanksgiving morning. And what a fun race it is! I look forward to running on Thanksgiving before eating a big turkey dinner. It sort of helps justify all the extra calories consumed right?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> I paced this race last year and was privileged to have the opportunity to do so again this year.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I got checked in with the pacing leader and got my pink pacing shirt and 2:20 sign and was getting ready for the race to start and mingling with friends. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">All of a sudden I recognized a face that I had known for years but only through the blogging world. I had never met this fun lady in real life and so I was stopped instantly in my tracks. We greeted with smiles and hugs and chatted for a little bit. Her name is Jenny and I have read her blog for probably 6 years now. What a fun surprise to meet her and her daughters. Her oldest daughter was running today and Jenny was there to support her. Fun!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Mingling with Run Away Friends is always a great time!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So many friendships have been formed through the years in this little running family.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">We got lined up for a pacer group photo and I was so delighted to get to have a partner to pace with me. It's very rare I get that opportunity. Her name is Jessica Bird and she was the sweetest little lady to run with. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">This race has grown bigger each year and there were certainly a lot of people running today. I'm guessing a lot of them had the same thoughts about running off the turkey dinner before eating it. Well, and the fact that running races is just pure fun.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">A couple weeks before the race we could submit to the RD a list of 13 things we were thankful for. He posted signs all along the course of some of those things submitted. I was quite surprised to see one of mine out there. Of course a stop for a picture was necessary.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Jessica, my pacing partner is pregnant and wasn't feeling very well, but still did awesome pacing. She would be announcing to some other family members running today her big surprise! Congratulations cute little lady!!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It's sort of a rarity to have people hang out with you for an entire race. They oftentimes use your pacing sign as a goal to either stay ahead of that time or are a little bit challenged to keep up. Although there were people all over this course today, Jessica and I had 2 people hang with us the whole time and what a party we had. There was much chatting, laughing and fun conversations going on.</span> </div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The medal on the left is called a trilogy medal and was earned for running 3 races with this Runtastic Events group. The medal on the right is for running the Thankful 13 today.</span></div>
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Halloween came and went without any challenges for me this year. You see, I'm sort of a candy/chocolate/cookie/cake aholic and Halloween can be very tricky for me with eating waaaaay too much junk. Well, this year I decided to hand out coupons for little mini frosty's at Wendy's. VOILA! Problem solved. I had no candy here to tempt me before, during, or after the trick or treaters came.</div>
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Mark and I also went on a double date with our new friends Cory and Colette Nielson. We went to dinner at Joe's Crab Shack, which I had never been to before and had a delightful time. The food was delicious and the company was so fun. We then headed up to Salt Lake to Trader Joe's to do a little shopping. It was fun to wander the store having them tell us what was good. I bought a lot of cool items and look forward to tasting and feeding my family some new things. We ended the evening by coming back to our house and visiting Kali and Wade and the grand kids who were here in their Halloween costumes. Miles was Batman and Harper was Tinkerbell. We held little baby Graham who is still just so sweet and little, just a tender package from heaven. </div>
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The next morning was November 1st and a half marathon way out West in Butterfield Canyon I had signed up for. I thought it was a timely event for those wanting to burn off extra Halloween candy eaten. This was actually a 10K of complete uphill action for a gain of a little more than 2700 feet. The RD would then have vehicles to transport those who wanted a ride back down the mountain to the starting area. OR, for those wanting to make it a true half marathon they could turn around and run back down the hill. Who wouldn't want to do just that? Running down hill is the reward for all the climbing! A complete thrill!!</div>
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I met up with a group of running friends and had fun visiting with them at the starting line area. We are definitely a crazy bunch of runners. </div>
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My friend Josh is the king of Selfies and makes them part of his pre-race ritual. Well, he actually makes them part of his whole race experience. He is a nut!</div>
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This was definitely a smaller race since this was its first year. It was actually called an underground race and we didn't find out the location until 48 hours before it happened. It was all pretty hush-hush so that the RD didn't have to get permits and could keep the costs way low. He later told me that he is planning to turn this into a full blown event next year. I think it's a great idea! The race started at 9:00 am and we were off. I ran the race with my friend Cory and we would switch off each mile with who was in charge of walking or running. We tried to run as much of it as we could but wow was that tough! There were some pretty steep areas that absolutely could only be walked. The weather was absolutely perfect for a race morning and the scenery was incredible. </div>
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As we were nearing the top we ended up running alongside a really motivated, cute little 12 year old boy named Alec. ( He pronounced it Ollick) and he told us his story of how he became a runner and how many siblings he had. He talked about school and family life and we praised him and hung with him for quite awhile. He was a great kid who kept us smiling. </div>
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At one hour and 29 minutes we reached the top of this beastly mountain. It really was quite an adventure getting to the top, but it was so beautiful. I forgot to take a photo at the summit. Shoot! This photo of a few of us at the top was taken by the RD. Just notice where I happen to be hanging out. I'll give you a hint. I like my race goodies! I'm over there enjoying them, or pondering what to enjoy. Regardless, I don't skip race treats. That's definitely one of the perks of races for me. </div>
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Coming back down the mountain was casual, beautiful, easy, quiet, serene, and rewarding after the tough climb. I will never tire of running half marathons. They are my favorite race distance. </div>
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(I still love me a great ultra trail run though)</div>
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My blog isn't a food blog, by any means, but when you are fortunate enough to have a friend share an awesome recipe then I feel like the rest of the world needs to benefit too. So I will share too. </div>
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Mark and I recently went hiking with these cute people, the Nielsons, and we talked about so many fun things as we hiked along Little Cottonwood Canyon, getting lost, laughing, bonding, and just having a great time together. We also talked about good health and nutrition and Colette shared a recipe with me called energy bites. It was exactly what I had been looking for.</div>
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I recently purchased a couple boxes of Good2Go bars which have a few of the same ingredients as the recipe Colette shared and so I was excited to get to try out my own homemade yummy-ness, without having to spend 3.00 a bar.</div>
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Ok, before you get too excited about trying the following recipe I need to preface with the fact that I am terrible at following recipes exactly. The one Colette shared was very delightful but I just wanted to tweak mine with a little wider variety of ingredients. I also am a peanut butter and honey addict so I wanted to adjust some of those amounts as well. I also wanted to add almond butter with the peanut butter. I also used crunchy peanut butter. I also have chocolate peanut butter and so I added some of that as well. See? I've already changed and tweaked my own recipe.</div>
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So this is the recipe but the finished product isn't this exactly. </div>
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After mixing it all up this is what it looked like to go into the fridge for its 30 minutes of cooling.</div>
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It actually probably got more like 60 minutes of fridge time because I was a busy gal getting ready for some trail running/hiking time in the morning. I plan to take some of these yummy balls with me.</div>
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Aaaaaaand.....................here is what the final product looks like. They are super duper delicious and I don't even care how many calories are in them. I should, but I know they are healthy and made with love from my own hands.</div>
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susettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16091922437671047257noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1999475560207677549.post-2339368757472111082014-10-18T20:42:00.000-06:002014-10-18T20:44:16.032-06:00Corner Canyon 50K<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><span style="font-size: large;">October 18, 2014</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">Corner Canyon 50K</span></b></div>
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This is an amazing race that assists a different person/family each year with their fight against cancer.</div>
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Troy Robertson, and Johnny Runner are the RD's and they do an absolutely fantastic job in the whole aspect of this run. The trails are marked well. The aid stations are well stocked. The meal afterwards is quite delicious. It's just a well put together race.</div>
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This is the 3rd year it has been put on and I have run all three years now. </div>
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My times for all 3 years are:</div>
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1st year: 9 hours 46 minutes 17 seconds</div>
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2nd year: 9 hours 21 minutes 17 seconds </div>
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3rd year: 6 hours 58 minutes 6 seconds</div>
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After running last year I had decided I was swearing off this race because of the difficulty of it. But if you are a runner than you understand the mentality of repeating races that you just feel like you need to conquer and improve upon.</div>
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I picked up my packet on Friday evening and got to bed by around 10:00 pm and up at 4:15 am.</div>
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This is what 5:00 for me looked like. I was excited, nervous, and ready to take on this challenge. </div>
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I have been working hard for 1 solid year now with rowing and stair climbing at the gym.</div>
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I just wanted to see what this body of mine could do with a little more strength under my belt now.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzG1-com2iF18s2WBmSqcM2ZXFzv6ctZiEi2leFYpKm32t2voR3VMl8bz92FOfhof2XGSZ4mBMibIFiIiQ0EoufoBVQQm9Ked4hU4xb926UifQhXk8qXM-ABgmqI6FrJQUXfSBCyPvS5N1/s1600/IMG_2773.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzG1-com2iF18s2WBmSqcM2ZXFzv6ctZiEi2leFYpKm32t2voR3VMl8bz92FOfhof2XGSZ4mBMibIFiIiQ0EoufoBVQQm9Ked4hU4xb926UifQhXk8qXM-ABgmqI6FrJQUXfSBCyPvS5N1/s1600/IMG_2773.JPG" height="300" width="400" /></a></div>
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It was so fun to see a few familiar faces at the starting line. Especially since this would be a fairly small race with only about 50 people running the 50K.</div>
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Galen Garrison has been a running friend for awhile and has given me many great tips for ultra running. He has run a lot of the same ultras I have and has even traveled to Logan with me and Mark for a big race up there. He's a good guy.</div>
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Melanie is one of my running idols. She works out at the same gym as me and every time she rides the spin bike I admire her beautiful back muscles. She's an Iron woman and is CRAZY fast! She went on to win the race today as top female. Yes! She's pretty awesome. <br />
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Carl Tippets has run this race every year too. He's just as nice as can be. I first met him a couple years ago when I swept/cleaned the Red Hot 30K course, in Moab. He was running with his daughter and was just so patient and kind helping her along with her ultra experience. What a great dad!<br />
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After a few pre-race announcements and instructions the race got underway at 6:00 am. This early hour meant we would be running in the dark for well over an hour. I had my headlamp but was a little disappointed that it didn't shine very bright. I probably should have changed the batteries. I ran behind a gal whose light was super bright for a good 3+ miles. I was very grateful for that. This photo of the Salt Lake Valley was taken around mile 5 as the sky was finally starting to lighten up a little. <br />
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new energy, love, inspiration, strength, joy, happiness, a new day!</div>
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I also love that I can see Mount Timpanogos way off in the distance from this angle!</div>
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Our first aid station was mile 3.6 for water only. The next one wouldn't be until mile 9.6 at the top of what is called Peak View. After enjoying a few goodies there at the second aid station this is the scenery I would be enjoying for quite a fun section of the course. Lots of fast downhill running for a few miles. But usually that just means some brutal uphill is coming.<br />
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So that is precisely what happened. Oh well, it's OK. It's a hill, get over it, right? I was prepared and ready for tackling any hill I came upon today. Trust me, there were plenty to tackle. Back to Peak view for aid station stop #3 after this loop section at mile 16. I refueled and grabbed some goodies for later.<br />
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The next aid station was only a couple miles down the trail at Potato Hill but would be used twice in the race at mile 18.5 and then again at mile 27.5. I refilled my water pack and carried on. Not wasting time at aid stations is something I've learned to try and be better at if I'm hurrying. Get in and get out pronto!!<br />
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After enjoying 22 miles of this beautiful place to run and showing a sign of my feelings about all I've experienced, I knew the worst of what would be happening was getting ready to begin. I would call this next brutal section the Death March!!!<br />
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AND THIS IS just a little taste of what was experienced for a solid three miles. It was not a pretty section and the RD's get a kick out of making it part of the course. They said Widow Maker is a signature section of their race and they won't plan to ever take it out. (Trust me, I asked them to) It's always the section for me that makes me question why I do this?? <br />
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Finally at the top of the hill at the aid station called Maack Hill (named after the RD Johnny Maack Runner who has battled and beat cancer) I refilled my water again and fueled up with some goodies and headed back down this mountain. Pretty much the rest of the way to the finish line would be some nice, sweet downhills.<br />
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This would be my final aid station at about 28.5 miles. I looked at my watch and saw it read about 6 1/2 hours. The volunteers there said I had about 3.5 miles left to go. I wondered if I could break 7 hours? Would it be possible? How accurate was their guess at the distance left to cover? <br />
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I decided I wouldn't know unless I tried. I thanked them for their service and headed off down, down, down the trails. Running downhill always makes me giggle, and I had to do that a few times.<br />
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I was in such a hurry to get to the finish line that I probably didn't enjoy much of the scenery of the last few miles but that was alright with the goal I had just decided to attempt. <br />
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It was going to be close. I just kept at it, running with all the energy and speed I could muster up. I saw the finish line area coming into view with about 6 minutes left and so I put on the full throttle! I was so happy to cross that finish line with a couple minutes to spare.<br />
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What a great race, great day, and great experience!</div>
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I should be back again next year! </div>
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Official results:</div>
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6:58:06 (not sure how it's so different)</div>
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13th place overall of 41</div>
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5th woman of 20</div>
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Pretty cute little medal. I now have three exactly alike :)</div>
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Trader Joe's was one of the sponsors and they hooked us up with lots of goodies at the finish line. I also won a couple prizes, a solar flashlight and a bottle of energy/endurance workout stuff. Fun!<br />
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I am finally exhausted and enjoying some chilling out with my compression socks and a little piano playing for relaxation.</div>
susettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16091922437671047257noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1999475560207677549.post-1329375173479844912014-10-12T00:15:00.003-06:002014-10-12T00:15:56.422-06:00A Long Trail Run, Chasing Grandkids, and an Engagment<div style="text-align: center;">
Wow, what an incredibly busy, happy day, filled with so many blessings! </div>
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Life is so great!<br />
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I met up with a few running pals and headed up into the trails of Pleasant Grove, and the face of Timpanogos, my favorite mountain ever!<br />
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What a packed mountain it was today filled with hunters, hikers, runners, scout troops, and friends. But it was fun to see so many people out enjoying it too.<br />
How could anyone NOT want to be out here?<br />
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The weather was so incredible. I love running when it's brisk and chilly, probably in the upper 40's.<br />
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I'm in training for my next 50K in a week and so today's run needed to be full of strength and endurance. That was accomplished through some major climbs but the reward at the top was so worth it.<br />
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We started around 7:20 am and wandered all over this beautiful canyon of Grove Creek for 12 1/2 miles and 5 hours of fun, beauty, and pure enjoyment of this amazing world we live!</div>
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How about someone build me a cabin up here and I will live in it and take care of it for you?</div>
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The colors were in full splendor!</div>
Heavenly Father was putting on a great show today!<br />
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The second half of the day was spent with these cute little kiddos. <br />
You see, an engagement was about to happen with my oldest son, Cooper and his girlfriend Kari Gardner. <br />
Kali and Wade were helping with the plans and so Mark and I got to wrestle with the littles for the evening.<br />
What a great birthday present for Mark, being surrounded by all of his little grand kids. His birthday celebrations would be put off a day when all of the family could be together on Sunday since there was so much happening with the engagement.<br />
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I actually fell asleep with this little guy for a nice 15 minute nap. I think I earned it after climbing a mountain this morning.</div>
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Kali and Wade headed over to a corn maze where they set up this banner she made and a wooden crate with flowers that Cooper had purchased earlier in the day with Mark.</div>
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Kali would be there waiting ready to do photography as Cooper would get down on one knee and propose.</div>
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Cooper had informed the corn maze people ahead of time and they were so accommodating. They were actually very excited about it and gave him two free tickets to get in. </div>
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After it was all over and Kali and Wade came home we hung around still visiting for awhile, and then had some dinner with them.<br />
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I was surprised to see Cooper and Kari stop by to visit as well.<br />
We are so super excited for them!!<br />
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CONGRATULATIONS YOU CUTE LOVE BIRDS!<br />
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Cooper and Kari posted very sweet sentiments on their Facebook pages tonight.<br />
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<i>"One year ago today, I met the most amazing woman. Ever since then, my life hasn't been the same. She makes me happier than anyone ever could. It's finally official, we're ENGAGED!! I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you Kari Gardner."</i><br />
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<i>"This guy got me a really pretty ring!! Happy one year anniversary to the love of my life! I'm so excited to be able to spend the rest of forever with you. Thank you for treating me the way a woman should be treated and thank you for loving me how I've always wanted to be loved. You've been there for me through everything and have helped me in so many ways. I am the happiest I've ever been, with you. I love you!!"</i><br />
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He is a total package of sweetness and love straight from heaven,</div>
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Straight from his Uncle Porter's arms to Porter's big sisters arms, Graham's mommy, Kali.</div>
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On Sunday evening, the day before Graham was to be induced we decided to head up the canyon to take a nice long walk on the Provo River Parkway trail to hopefully help speed up the onset of labor. Kali, Wade, the kids and myself went. Wade pushed the kids in the stroller and away we went. When we parked the car the sky was looking a little ominous. The clouds were heavy and dark but we decided to give it a chance anyway.</div>
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There were so many people out enjoying the beautiful cool, Sunday early evening.</div>
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Bridal Veil falls was packed and so we walked on past there and continued up higher on the trail.</div>
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After a great fast-paced walk the thunder started and the lightening was coming more often. </div>
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It didn't take too long and we were getting pelted with a downpour before we could get back to the car. It was pretty crazy, but funny.</div>
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Me and Harper after being in the rain, were enjoying a little piano time together when we got back home. This little girl melts my heart. </div>
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Well, Monday morning came and no labor. Kali was waiting for the hospital to call and tell her when to come in for the induction. Well...................oops. The Dr's office had forgotten to schedule it. </div>
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Kali was not happy. She had to wait until way later in the day to go in. </div>
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But all is well in the world and this little guy was still born on Monday Sept 29th. </div>
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And here he is, all 9 pounds of him and 21 inches long. Just as sweet and cute as can be.</div>
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Since he was born so late at night, around 10:00 pm we decided to wait and go visit the next afternoon. </div>
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I went over by myself and had a sweet visit with a few others that were there already, my mom, Monica, Wade and the other two grand kids. </div>
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Then they all left and I had a sweet visit with just Kali and the baby.</div>
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I loved it.</div>
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I could cuddle a newborn baby forever! </div>
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They are just so precious.</div>
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Later that night I went over again when Mark got off work. Jordan and his girlfriend Katelyn stopped by too. Cooper and Kari would come visit at another time.<br />
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What a beautiful day it is when a new spirit enters this world.<br />
Welcome baby Graham!<br />
We are going to love you forever!!</div>
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Wow! Races in the rain are always a fun experience. </div>
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I was asked to pace this half marathon a few weeks ago in the 1:50 spot. I wasn't sure I could do it but told the pacer director I would give it a try. I practiced 3 different times on a treadmill at the gym working on speed and was able to meet the challenge there. I just wasn't up for trying it outside on the pavement. I would much rather run in dirt on the trails when I run outside. But, I accepted the challenge anyway to pace. </div>
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Friday evening I got to bed early around 9:00 pm and slept good for a few hours, and then tossed and turned from 2-5 am when the alarm went off. Oh well, I take what sleep I can get on a pre-race eve. </div>
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I headed North about 30 minutes to hook up with another pacer friend Rachael, who drove us up to Huntsville, another 60 minutes North in the pouring rain. The sunrise coming through Weber Canyon was just incredible! </div>
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We got to Huntsville and got our packets picked up and met up with the other pacers pacing the half marathon today. I have run with all of these people before and enjoy the many friendships made through this crazy adventure of pacing and running.</div>
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Now, if you notice I am holding a 1:55 sign instead of the 1:50 I was asked to pace. The dear sweet girl on the end, Melissa Willie, was ever so kind to switch me pacing spots. Phew!! I owe her some cookies! I was so nervous about being able to hold an 8:28 pace for 13.1 miles on a not-so-much-downhill course. The 1:55 spot made it so I had to keep an 8:46 pace instead, which was still a bit of a challenge today in the wind and rain. </div>
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This race was a very late starting half marathon-9:30 am. What? Crazy, but I was grateful since it was so far away from home and I would much rather sleep in my bed than a motel. So around 8:15 we boarded the buses for the ride to the starting line. I sat by my friend, London Riding and immediately I go into silly mode when the camera comes out. Seriously, I need to just learn how to smile like a normal person.</div>
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Even though I got to trade Melissa for 5 minutes slower I was still nervous about my job for the race.</div>
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Could I really do this when I am so used to running half marathons well past the 2 hour mark?</div>
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I just had to be so strong mentally and physically and perform well no matter what. I didn't want to let the pace director down, or anyone else around me in the race who would have a goal to achieve.</div>
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We got to the starting line area and I found my friend Josh Hansen. What a great buddy. I have run so many races with him since starting this running journey 4 years ago. He is definitely like a little brother I've never had. He is one funny guy. </div>
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At 9:30 am the race started and we were off. I wore my red jacket the entire race. I think it only stopped raining for maybe a couple miles around 8 and 9. Seriously? My feet got wet, and I could feel blisters forming. Keep trudging on though!! The rain was coming in through my arm cuffs from holding my pacing sign and so I could feel rain pooling around my elbows. Sheesh! I still was having a fun time and just trying to stay focused on my task. </div>
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The aid stations were great, almost every two miles, with oranges, bananas, pretzels, gatorade, and water. The aid station at mile 10 was THE BEST! It had cinnamon bears, swedish fish, and marshmallows. You better believe I grabbed a couple handfuls! I enjoyed those precious goodies for the next couple miles to help keep my mind off the extremely flat section we were running (in the wind no less)</div>
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I had a few people at different times throughout the course tell me I couldn't pass them. That always makes me laugh! I would slow down for a few seconds and tell them I would try not to, but of course I had to keep going on pace. I never had any one person stay with me for the entire race, which rarely happens anyway. I did have a number of people come up and thank me after the race was over though. I guess they were watching my sign from behind and grateful it was there.</div>
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I finished strong and feeling great with a time of 1:54:24. Just 36 seconds under the 1:55. Our pace director tells us we can be a little bit under the goal time.</div>
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I headed over to the treat table and fueled up with some yummy goodness. After-race treats are always a welcome sight for this hungry running lady.</div>
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Even though it rained so much, it wasn't a cold rain and so it was bearable. It was a beautiful course with the fall leaves in the mountains and clouds down low. Beauty everywhere and of course as I ran I was taking it all in with my thoughts being happy and spirits bright. How can you not have a great experience when you get to behold the beauty of this great world we live while experiencing runner's highs?</div>
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I think this race will have to go on my repeat-for-next-year list.</div>
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Such an epic day of running for this heart of mine that just needs to be free and moving and enjoying the great outdoors! Where else can you find such peace, serenity, and pure exhilaration all at the same time?</div>
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I am currently training for a 50K coming up in Park City on the first weekend in October and these trails in Corner Canyon are the perfect place for training to happen. The colors right now are amazing and the trails in such perfect running conditions. </div>
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I slept in a little bit and was so grateful for some much needed extra sleep. I rounded up my running gear and a little food and headed out to the car and noticed some rain drops and a sky full of clouds. I made a quick decision to run back in and grab a light jacket. That would turn out later to be a very smart decision. </div>
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I parked at a favorite trail head and headed up into the hills admiring the views and taking in all the fresh morning smells. The sky was looking very ominous, yet I wasn't too worried. A little rain is actually kind of fun to run in. </div>
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One of my VERY FAVORITE things to eat during a long run, or even after a good hard run is a peanut butter and honey sandwich on toasted wheat bread. So, of course, that's what I brought along. I was just a little sad I didn't have any running company to share it with me. I found a bench along Ann's trail and sat down and munched the entire thing. Sooooo delicious!</div>
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Solo runs are very good for me too though. They allow me to talk to my Heavenly Father and share my gratitude, love, fears, and challenges of this crazy life. He gets an earful. I'm grateful he listens. I'm still learning how to listen back. </div>
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There were so many colors to take in I had to keep stopping for photos, especially with the falling rain and everything so wet. It was just so incredibly gorgeous!!</div>
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Potato Hill has a lot of special meaning to me. Recently, a newly made trail, called Red Potato Trail, has opened up so I had to do a little more rediscovering of this area as part of my journey today. The two photos below show Potato Hill from a couple different distances away.</div>
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Along my journey there were quite a few water crossings and I was surprised to find all of them with big, white, foamy bubbles in them. At first I thought maybe someone played a joke and put soap in there but apparently not as there were bubbles in all the streams I took photos of.</div>
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This sky full of clouds and rain just never eased up on me the entire 4 hours and 21 minutes I was out here. I didn't mind. It was just such a perfect day, and I was so grateful for a healthy body that could move, enjoy, and take it all in. It was such a rewarding experience to be here this day. I can't wait to go back!!! Hopefully soon!!!</div>
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As I was coming to the end of this adventure (that I really didn't want to end yet) I decided to complete my run with a screaming fast run down Clark's Trail. It's probably my favorite trail in all of Corner Canyon because of the speed. I took off and just started giggling and laughing and crying "Weeeeeeeeeee" because I'm such a little kid still at heart. Wow! What a great adventure! <br />
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Honestly? I don't even know where the time went? </div>
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16 miles just went by too fast.</div>
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Can I just live here?</div>
susettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16091922437671047257noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1999475560207677549.post-19531237177036015522014-09-14T06:10:00.002-06:002014-09-14T06:10:08.971-06:00Porter's 23rd Birthday<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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September 13th, 1991, a special day when I delivered a healthy baby boy, my baby.</div>
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I love this picture because of the way he is embracing us with his strong, long arms. So warm!</div>
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Tonight we would gather together as a family and just celebrate for him, since he's not here.</div>
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I made a chocolate, buttermilk, zucchini, cake which is so moist and delicious. I look forward to digging into this!<br />
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We decided to meet at 7:00 pm at the house and when all the gang arrived we got a photo on the stairway. Oftentimes in the early years after Porter passed away I would picture him at the top of the stairs where Jordan is sitting just watching me work in the kitchen, and conversing with me because that's what he would do. I thought a photo of us all on the stairs would be appropriate. <br />
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Jordan is dating a cute little gal named Katelyn and she was so worried about hanging out with us for this family event but I was very happy she did. Her mom insisted on her bringing us balloons and flowers! How sweet of both of them.<br />
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Cooper is also dating a very lovely girl named Kari. We are anxious and hopeful that marriage will happen soon for them.<br />
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We headed off to Wallaby's BBQ for a yummy meal together. Porter loved to eat, although he was as skinny as a rail it sure didn't show. We ate plenty for him tonight!<br />
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HAPPY, HAPPY 23rd BIRTHDAY PORTER! </div>
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Oh how I love this race! Let me count the ways!!</div>
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Nebo is hands down my favorite half marathon course I've ever run. This would be my third year in doing it and I was looking so forward to it. September couldn't get here fast enough so I could run down this beautiful canyon. There is nothing quite like running down a mountain road with beautiful Fall colors and pine trees and rivers to see along your way. </div>
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I got to bed super early Friday evening, about 8:45 pm, for a wake-up alarm at 3:45 am the next morning. I slept pretty well for a pre-race night and was feeling physically and emotionally so excited! I got myself ready and headed to the kitchen for a banana and yogurt, and made myself a toasted PB and honey sandwich to eat about a half hour before the race started. I also drank a little caffeine, which I usually do before races but I think I probably drank a little too much because I was a tad bit hyper on the bus. Poor Becca and Josh, some of my running buds were trying to rest </div>
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Awwwee! I love this girl! She ran her heart out!</div>
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We got off the bus with just about 40 minutes to spare and stand in the port-a-potty lines and visit with all of our Runaway Friends (FB Group) We were missing quite a few people in the photo but as you can see we were excited and ready to run!!!</div>
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Front: Jonathon Crampton, London Riding, Robert Merriman, Kathryn Massa</div>
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Back: Cathy Twitchell, Becca Wood, Me, Vince Massa</div>
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The race started right on time at 7:00 am and my whole goal was to try and stay ahead of my pacer friend Jonathon Crampton here holding the 1:45 pacer sign. I ran down another canyon a couple weeks ago in another race called Run Elevated that I haven't blogged about yet in 1:48 and I was soooo hoping I could do this canyon in 1:45. I just wasn't sure though. I had a friend tell me I could and so I was trusting and hoping.</div>
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I ran this Nebo race the 2 previous years 1:54:35 in 2013 and 1:57:49 in 2012. </div>
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We headed over to the starting area and chatted a bit more with friends and then we were off. I had lined up between the 1:35 and 1:45 pacer and just took off fast. I wasn't sure if that was smart or not but I decided to just go for it. I wanted to run this race without looking at my garmin and just run according to what my body felt like doing.</div>
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I felt someone with me the entire 13.1 miles.</div>
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I know I had an angel helping me run this race!</div>
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Many times I even felt a little extra push and burst of energy to keep me going. </div>
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I ran this race COMPLETELY with my heart. I looked at my watch once around mile 6 and then decided I just didn't want to know my pace. Somebody further along in the race was keeping the same pace as me for a few miles and said we were running slightly under a 7 minute mile and I told him shhhhh.....I didn't want to know! I let him go on ahead so I could enjoy my peace and joy of what I was experiencing. </div>
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This course was changed slightly from last year with an added half mile on flat ground and around a high school track. I had stayed within reach of the 1:35 pacers for most of the race and when I got to the track I heard cheering, whistling and the excitement of the finish line and just sprinted with all the energy I had. I passed the pacers and came in with a final time of 1:34:27. I was so ecstatic! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLSkJ6iRRnlmtUThcukGP5hN81f0bAZTVI8hV7azizirNgOGkpMdtEv3XhVJsaAP214LbYxvukqf5-wqS7NgIzDYV0wIjuNU8zhcuOHz-vfSCJDXzDnji959SP4qOtYeWxoR-fQqejacGH/s1600/IMG_2075.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLSkJ6iRRnlmtUThcukGP5hN81f0bAZTVI8hV7azizirNgOGkpMdtEv3XhVJsaAP214LbYxvukqf5-wqS7NgIzDYV0wIjuNU8zhcuOHz-vfSCJDXzDnji959SP4qOtYeWxoR-fQqejacGH/s1600/IMG_2075.JPG" height="640" width="480" /></a></div>
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Holy Cow! What had just happened?? I just wandered around in a daze not really believing this. I got a few high fives and hugs from many running friends who were just as shocked as me. Does trail running really make you a faster road runner? Well, if so give me more trails! That's where my real love of running happens anyway.</div>
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I enjoyed some treats of watermelon, chocolate milk, wheat bread and honey, and a Creamie. </div>
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So delicious after a race! </div>
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Later I checked the stats after they were hung and found this! What??</div>
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Ummmmm..................that's NEVER happened before, but I sure was thrilled with it. I've never stood on a podium before! Yikes! So glad I didn't fall off and embarrass myself.</div>
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Me, Robert Merriman, Josh Hansen, Becca Wood</div>
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Super, duper fun day and a race I will definitely return to again!<br />
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There were so many friends who got PR's today and had a phenomenal experience! Congrats to all of them!!!</div>
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What an absolutely perfect/beautiful day this turned out to be. I love this race and have run it now for three years in a row. Each year has been such a different experience, yet each experience so valuable. <br />
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I picked out a couple photos from Porter's scrapbook and pinned them to my back as I have done each year when I run this race. Although the race is about Porter Rockwell and not specifically in honor of MY Porter I like to think it is. <br />
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I got up super early, around 4:20 am and got up to the Draper park by around 5:30 am for packet pickup. I met up with a few friends from my running Facebook group for some great visiting and hanging out while we waited for the bus ride up to the starting line.<br />
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She and I have shared a lot of miles and conversations together. A great lady, and friend.</div>
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This was a much smaller race than many other races, with only about 150 people running the half today. </div>
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The weather was incredibly perfect. It started a little warm even, but right off we got some nice winds to cool things off and even some cloud cover to help. The whole run was just absolutely gorgeous! I love to look at the mountains and skies and all the scenery around me as I run. It helps keeps my mind off the hard stuff.</div>
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We gathered for a pre-race group photo and then got ready to run.</div>
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I had no specific goals for this race except have a great time! Well, let's be honest, it would be nice to hopefully run it just a bit faster than the two previous years. (2:14:39 and 2:30:48) I have been working super hard over the past 6 months with core work and trail running and hoped that all that work would carry over into road running. </div>
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Good news! I completed the run in 2:08:59 and I was very pleased with that time, yet my experience out on the run was more important than the time. Really, truly I was just so enjoying the moments of kind words from people as they would pass and see my sign. There were some great conversations from a few others as well. </div>
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I was so honored to run with a great mentor and friend, Cory, whom I met while running ultras this year. I'm learning that everyone in life really has a story and if you just stop and talk and ask questions and listen, they oftentimes want to share.<br />
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After finishing the race I, of course, found some delicious food of watermelon, and oatmeal and just sat on the grass and ate and visited some more with friends. My heart was just so happy and in a peaceful place.</div>
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We hung out at the finish line for quite a while just enjoying the atmosphere and the excitement that you feel from finishing a race. <br />
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I tend to turn into a silly dweeb at times from the runner's high I get after a race. Oh well! It's who I am.</div>
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My pacer friend Monte in the orange shirt took 7th overall in the race and first in his age group. His wife London right next to him, took third in her age group and was extremely pleased as well.</div>
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An excellent day! I'll cherish it always!</div>
susettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16091922437671047257noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1999475560207677549.post-89016179631692150832014-06-14T13:56:00.000-06:002014-12-31T12:51:36.970-07:00Utah Valley Half Marathon<div style="text-align: center;">
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Utah Valley Half Marathon<br />
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I was a little nervous about going into this race since I had just ran the Squaw Peak 50 mile mountain trail run the previous Saturday. <a href="http://susettefisher.blogspot.com/2014/06/squaw-peak-50-mile-trail-run.html" target="_blank">Blogged about it here.</a> Mentally, I had just decided to just go do it and whatever happens, happens.<br />
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I went to the expo to pick up packets for myself and a few other friends. I was able to also collect my trilogy medal for running 3 races with Runtastic Events.</div>
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Inside this runner's guide/magazine that was being handed out at the expo was this photo of me and Josh from the previous years race for ringing the PR bell. It was because of this photo they took that I had earned a free entry into their race for 2014. Yeah, totally worth it. </div>
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I was a little surprised to find they were handing out Red Bull in the runners packets for a half marathon. It serves a purpose though for some. I find it very useful in ultra marathons way further into the race when energy needs to be amped up. </div>
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The night before the race a few running friends got together for some carb loading at the Pizza Factory. I was in heaven getting to hold a brand new little baby girl of Ty and his wife. Oh, I just love little babies and could cuddle them all day.</div>
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A few friends from up North decided they wanted to come down and spend the night so they didn't have to get up as early and travel. It was fun to have Becca, Josh, Christie, and Ella hang out here.</div>
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In the morning we got up early and headed off down to Provo for bus pick up.</div>
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Josh was struggling to get his timing chip on and so the mother instinct in me kicked in and I had to help him.</div>
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We got to the bus loading area and hopped on with some more friends. I was so happy to see my friend London. We rode the bus together to the starting line. My other friends who stayed at my house were running the full marathon and so they had to ride different buses.<br />
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Now, imagine my surprise as we are sitting in the front seat of our bus directly behind the driver just chatting and laughing and minding our own business when all of a sudden the bus driver brakes instantly and swerves the bus and then we hear and feel a big THUMP!! He had just hit a deer. Wow! Poor bambi........sigh. It made me sad. He pulled over and radioed his bus garage to report it, and then we went on our way. Since he was driving the route of the course we would be running, I did see poor bambi on the side of the road later. I was hoping somebody would have removed his little body, but such wasn't the case. </div>
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Ty and Nathan saw the whole thing!! Yikes!! Glad I wasn't sitting where they were.</div>
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Getting off the bus we were pleased to find toasty fires to stand by. We didn't hang out long there because the weather was actually not too bad this year. I was very grateful for that.</div>
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I also had a little blanket I had brought to keep my legs warm and then throw into the drop bag. We found some more runaway friends and chatted and mingled until time to start.</div>
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The gun went off and away I went. I decided to not look at my watch and just run with all the heart and energy I had. My body felt good and my mind was excited and ready for this challenge. <br />
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About half way down the canyon I decided to see how I was doing. I was running a little faster than I had anticipated and then my brain started kicking into miles per minute mode and what I could accomplish on this course. I determined around mile 10 that maybe I should try for a sub 2 half marathon, something I had only ever done once before on an all down hill course. Could I do it? I decided to throw it all out there and push hard and try for it. This meant no casual running but only focused determination from this point on. I ran my little heart out!!!</div>
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Did I do it???</div>
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According to my watch I did it with one second to spare.</div>
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I was ecstatic and thrilled!</div>
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Well..........then I went to the official results table for a print out and the actual timing was 2:00:01 GAHHHHHH. There was a 2 second difference and I didn't make the sub 2. So crazy! I guess this just means I have to come back next year and try again.</div>
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I did ring the PR bell because this was definitely a new PR for me for this specific course.</div>
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Celebrations at the finish line for a lot of people who were having PR's was quite enjoyable. </div>
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Squaw Peak 50 Mile Trail Run</div>
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The long awaited day finally came to run a 50 mile ultra course in the mountains. Having run a 100 mile race back in February of this year should make this seem easy but those 100 miles were on a flat course going round and round a 2.37 mile loop. These 50 miles would consist of 14,000 +/- elevation gain and loss. <br />
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Was I nervous? OH YES!<br />
Was I excited? OH YES!<br />
Was I prepared? I sure hoped so!<br />
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I got all my drop bags prepped and everything ready to go the day before the race.<br />
I went to a pre-race dinner that evening where we got a lot more information from John Bozung, the race director. We enjoyed a nice meal of spaghetti, salad, pie and ice cream. It was nice to mingle with other ultra runners and hear their stories. The more I dabble into ultras the more I realize these runners are just regular people. I used to think they were some kind of strange bunch but it's just not true. Or, maybe they are strange and I'm now a strange person too? </div>
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I got to bed at a fairly decent hour of about 9:00 pm and got up at 2:30 am to be to the starting line ready to go at 4:00 am. This was an early start option for those worried about making cut off times and I being a newbie to this race wanted to take advantage of that. I dropped off my drop bags to their location and wandered over to get lined up to start this beast. There were only about 20 people maybe who were doing the early start as well. </div>
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This is what 4:00 am looks like, and I'm excited and ready to go!</div>
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A couple hours into the race and still smiling. I must be having fun!!! Yes! I am having fun! I love the mountains, trails, and scenery. EVERYTHING about being out here is awesome!</div>
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Around 6:00 am looking down into Utah County. What a great place to live, with these beautiful trails and mountains so close. </div>
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One of my ultra friends, Galen Garrison, who is from Florida but had traveled here to run this race last year. He moved recently to Utah just because of all the great mountain running options. </div>
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Still smiling at about mile 12</div>
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One of the aid stations had this protein drink available and I have drank it before, but not on a race day. I was a little nervous to try it this morning but then decided to. It worked ok but I did get a little crampy tummy that didn't last too long.</div>
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As I was descending down a big section of the course into Hobble Creek I passed this guy named Grant Holdaway. The RD told us he is 80 something years old and has done this race every year now for 15 years. He starts way before everyone else because he walks it with his daughter. Now that is some amazing dedication and spirit right there!!</div>
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At mile 22 I picked up my pacer friend, Monte Riding. Mark drove him down to Springville and dropped him off to find me. I think he only had to wait about 15 minutes for me to get to the aid station. I was worried I was going to miss him because they were stuck in construction and traffic. </div>
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Pacers are such a mental boost when you are tired and needing conversations. They also help make sure you are staying hydrated and fueled. Although I think I could have done this alone, 50 miles is a long way to go without a friend by your side. If you have a good pacer then the race seems to go by quicker too. Monte is a very kind person who knows how to have fun and carry on conversations. He did a great job as my pacer. </div>
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Aid stations at ultra races are pretty amazing! You don't see goodies like this at half marathons, that's for sure!</div>
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I'm just proving I love to eat and I was enjoying it with a thumbs up!</div>
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Jarom Thurston in the black shirt is an amazing Ultra runner. He was probably the first person that really got me interested in this crazy adventure. He came to a youth activity a few years ago before I even considered myself a runner and did a whole presentation on all the ultra races he has done. My interest was instantly piqued!! People really ran 135 miles? Even 100 or 50? The Badwater 135 in Death Valley is a pretty crazy race that he has done multiple times. He also ran a couple times in the Brazil 135 Ultra and has done many other races. </div>
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I'm sure in this photo he is just giving us some great advice as we are getting fueled up and ready to continue on our way.</div>
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He now heads up a group of recovering addicts who have turned their life around from addiction to being an athlete. This aid station was being run by these great volunteers. There's no way we could run a race like this without volunteers help, and for that I was completely grateful!</div>
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As we got to a major aid station at mile 33 called Little Valley I did a shoes and socks change and applied more body glide, and ate some food and drank a big shot of caffeine for the next portion of the race which I knew was going to be challenging from practicing a couple weeks previously. It was also becoming more hot as the day was moving on. We had a lot of tree coverage until we got to the dreaded Bozung Hill around mile 38. This section I knew would be hard but I struggled as I got to the top of it and had a bonk moment. I must have gotten behind in my fueling and hydrating. I was nauseated and just completely out of energy. Monte forced me to eat gu and drink. I sat down for about 10 minutes feeling like the world was spinning and like I was going to throw up and pass out. I didn't want to lose much time so I got up and just slowly kept moving forward. After about a half hour I was completely fine and moving better. I learned my lesson to just keep eating and drinking!! I didn't want to experience that again, </div>
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It's amazing how yummy a fig newton can taste.</div>
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There would be only one more aid station after this one at Windy Pass and so I fueled up well and filled my water bag for the final 10 miles. The super exciting thing was this last part would be all down hill. YAY! I love downhill running.</div>
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As we were getting near the finish line area my friends Laurie and Annaleesa were there to cheer for me and take photos. It was so fun to see some familiar faces. Mark was there as well, back there in the red shirt doing some video as I crossed the finish line 15 hours and 23 minutes later.</div>
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Wow! I did it! I was glad yet sad to be done. I love races. I love being in the mountains. I love the whole ultra running experience and look forward to many more opportunities of doing this. </div>
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I was so grateful to Monte and his help in doing more than half of those 50 miles with me.</div>
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I was so grateful for the Race Director, John Bozung, who put on a great event and truly cares about this course and the people who experience it. </div>
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I'm sure I will be back next year!</div>
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This would be a photo of how I looked 24 hours later after a Sunday Afternoon 4 hour nap. <br />
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I signed up for a little race right here in my own valley. I have been traveling different distances around Utah and Nevada to attempt ultra races but decided it was time to do one right out my front door. The Squaw Peak 50 mile run in the mountains was going to be happening on June 7th, 2014 and I had decided a few months previously that I was ready to tackle this beast.</div>
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A couple weekends before the run the race director, John Bozung, organized a practice run/trail marking run and then the next weekend a trail cleaning/marking event for those who were new to this race or who just wanted to get in some training miles. I jumped right on board with both runs so I could accomplish getting in some mileage and so I could see some of the course beforehand.</div>
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The first Saturday we met there were 5 of us which was a nice number. We marked the trail with pink flagging and saw about 8 miles as we ran an out and back accomplishing about 16 miles for the morning.</div>
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I never tire of seeing the majestic Mount Timpanogos. This is the front side of it. </div>
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At one point in our run we came to a beautiful overlook of the valley. Wow!</div>
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Another thing John wanted to check was the snow levels and avalanches in a couple of spots along the course. That's a big one right there indeed that hadn't melted down yet.</div>
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This first run was a great experience and helped ease my nerves a little bit about what was ahead in a couple weeks.</div>
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The second run was the next weekend and involved a little more mileage. We also had a few more people join in on the fun, maybe about 12. We had to drive to the little town of Wallsburg, to the east of Deer Creek and then head up into the mountains to an area called Little Valley. We started our run there and spent quite a few hours out in a very rugged part of the course. This angle of Mount Timpanogos in the background with snow on it is the back side of the picture at the top of this post. That's quite a distance to travel on foot. YIKES! What was I getting myself into?</div>
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John, the race director had quite a story to share with us about an experience he had while marking the trail many years ago with a cougar following him. It was pretty intense listening as he shared with the group about what happened. He was one lucky guy to not get attacked. So now he has a marking of cougar prints on a few places on the course of where that happened.</div>
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Another section of the course is lovingly called (ha!) Bozung Hill because it is a part of the course where around mile 40 you want to curse at John Bozung for putting this into his race. It's a pretty steep section that's lasts for a little more than a mile and come race day would be in the very heat of the day. While practicing for it I had to stop and breathe and rest a few times. Yes, this part was no fun. </div>
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The scenery up this high in the mountains was phenomenal and made the climbs worthwhile. Plus, there were people to talk to and we had the task of clearing branches and things in the way. It was a great experience to hang out with some pretty neat people who were there helping, all with the same goal in mind of completing a pretty epic ultra experience in a week.</div>
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Later in the run the story of Porter and his death came up to John and I shared with him that painful experience in my life of losing him. He mentioned to the group later on in the day that I had a story to share and that the group should hear it. Nobody mentioned anything about wanting to hear it so I wasn't going to just blurt it out, but there was one person later on that asked to hear my story. That would be this guy, Cory Nielson. He was very warm and caring as he asked and was very kind to listen. He appreciated hearing my story and said how it would help him and his relationship with his own son. As we were coming down off of some steep areas of the mountain and crossing some scary avalanche areas it reminded me again of Porter and what he must have felt as he slipped on some snowy patch and fell. I don't like to think about it.<br />
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I was extremely grateful for the opportunity I had to get to participate in this experience of seeing part of the course. There is no way I would have been able to experience anything like this on my own out in such a far away, rugged area of the mountains. Besides, who wants to run alone anyway? This beauty and grandeur is meant to be experienced with others. God's world is such an amazing place to live and it's always more fun to run with people. </div>
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Bring on the Squaw Peak 50 Mile Ultra Race</div>
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There is a new pacing crew in Utah currently up and running called Run Your Race Pacers. </div>
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They are sort of an off shoot of the other group I pace mostly for, Utah Race Pacers.</div>
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So I have met the pace directors and got on board to start pacing for them as well.</div>
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This Alpine Classic Half Marathon would be my second opportunity pacing for them and so when they offered I kindly accepted.</div>
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I ran this race last year with my buddy Josh. We had a blast running almost the entire race together.</div>
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This year Josh decided not to run this course since it was so hilly and also because he is marathon training and would be elsewhere this weekend.</div>
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The pacer group also gave me a really cute pink headband and some free frozen yogurt coupons to Yogurtland. Pretty sweet deal right there.</div>
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I was set to pace the 2:30 group and had a great time.</div>
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The finish line was a complete downpour but I hung around for a little while and ate watermelon and cheered for a few other people coming in. </div>
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This course is very pretty winding all through some very nice neighborhoods of the quaint, small city of Alpine, Utah. I will probably be back to run it again next year.</div>
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Another pacing opportunity. I sure love this job! It brings a lot of joy to my running life.<br />
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I met up with my buddy Josh at the bus pick-up area and the other pacers. <br />
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This run would start up Big Cottonwood Canyon in Salt Lake and would be a very downhill, fun, fast course. I will admit it's a little hard to pace a slower time when it's so very downhill because I just want to take off. I would be pacing the 2:20 spot this time.</div>
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The nice thing about this particular race is instead of getting a bus ride up a canyon and then having to wait outside in the freezing cold in the mountains for an hour for the race to start, they offer a nice little place where they serve hot drinks and let us wait until about 15 minutes before race starts. </div>
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London and Josh, two of my very good running buddies!</div>
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We had a great time running in this beautiful canyon. You know it's cold when there is still snow in the hills. I definitely wore my under armor long-sleeve shirt under my pacing shirt.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWluvRmsYV-DOMuGJB0HWK_hEGDOHA0HqddrKvtO6-Oh6_dTz9BzXGju9R0-v4abAzO9ZYws-gYY7vb9Oqp-K0UlbCTWoNLMsiGql6MzfCitZywDehbaUvvgukGoF7FBPgJFvgFVudLAcE/s1600/big+vigor.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWluvRmsYV-DOMuGJB0HWK_hEGDOHA0HqddrKvtO6-Oh6_dTz9BzXGju9R0-v4abAzO9ZYws-gYY7vb9Oqp-K0UlbCTWoNLMsiGql6MzfCitZywDehbaUvvgukGoF7FBPgJFvgFVudLAcE/s1600/big+vigor.jpg" height="640" width="640" /></a></div>
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At one point I needed to make a pit stop and so if that ever happens I am supposed to hand off my sign to someone who has been running about the same pace with me and just ask them to keep it moving along the course and then I am to book it and catch up to them within a mile or two. Josh took this picture of me getting ready to start booking it down the canyon to go locate my 2:20 sign.</div>
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This picture was after we realized we had just run about a 7:00 minute mile in trying to chase down that sign. </div>
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Oh look, I found my sign!</div>
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After the race was over we hung out with the other pacer friends and chowed down on the treats. Josh with his usual shenanigans wanted a picture of himself guzzling down hot chocolate! So I helped with the photo. What a goof he is! He definitely makes life interesting. Keeps me smiling! </div>
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Me, Monnica Skinner, Blaine Hawkes, London Riding, Josh Hansen, Jonathan Crampton, Steve Turley, Steve Nordstrom, Brian, Cory Skinner<br />
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susettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16091922437671047257noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1999475560207677549.post-18587218697856324782014-05-03T13:50:00.000-06:002014-10-01T13:51:23.615-06:00Provo City Half Marathon<div style="text-align: center;">
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Another opportunity for pacing came and I accepted it at the Provo City Half Marathon.</div>
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This is a beautiful course that begins up in Provo Canyon at a park high up in the hills. Any time a bus takes us up, up, up a canyon then you know you're in for a fun run down a mountain. This was exactly what the case would be for the first 1/2 of the race. The second half of the race was pretty much a flat, straight shot to the finish line on Center Street and University in Provo. </div>
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We boarded the buses very early around 5:00 am and got to the starting line where we tried to stay as warm as we could for an early Spring race that begins in the cold mountains. You know it's cold when people wear long sleeves and gloves while running, and then you just hope you warm up quickly so you can shed stuff.</div>
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There are some fun people in this photo, Shaylee, Cathy, Josh, and Katy, all of them I have met through this great running community. It really is such a great place to belong with so many lasting friendships. </div>
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The run was absolutely gorgeous as it runs along the Provo River and the Provo River Parkway Trail. I paced Josh for the entire race and we had a great time talking and laughing. He was able to get a new PR for this course, which was very exciting for him. </div>
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I paced the 2:20 spot and got just a tad bit ahead of the job at the end. It's a bit tricky when you can see the finish line down the road and then wonder if the course is going to be short or long. Rather than cross the finish line after the assigned time it's better to cross early. Oops, this was a probably a little too early. </div>
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Bling from the race!</div>
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Thanksgiving Gardens is an absolutely beautiful place to run. Part of the course is right inside the gardens among all the tulips and many flowers. Unfortunately, while I'm pacing and running I can't stop to take photos. </div>
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I met up early with my fried Monnica Skinner who drove us over to the race start. I like races that don't have bus pick up, which means we don't have to arrive quite as early. </div>
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We met up with the other pacers and chatted and tried to stay warm and dry. It was definitely going to be a chilly, wet run. </div>
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It was a beautiful, but wet run and one of the perks in the race bag was a free ticket to go back to the gardens and enjoy the beauty there. Mark had never been before so this was a perfect day date opportunity. </div>
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What a sweet and beautiful day later after the rain was gone.</div>
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<br />susettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16091922437671047257noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1999475560207677549.post-91798937483886541952014-02-20T10:58:00.000-07:002014-07-06T13:20:41.438-06:00The Jackpot Ultra 100 Running Festival<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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100 miles??!! Did I really just do this? Yes, my body is telling me I did but my brain is still trying to catch up. I hope I can share my thoughts and feelings of this whole experience adequately enough for you, the reader, to enjoy yet at the same time to realize, it is a dream that any runner with a willing heart and the commitment to training can accomplish. I'm not a super hero, or super elite running woman. In fact, I still consider myself a regular, back of the pack, kind of running girl. I'm not fast by any means. I just find happiness in being around other runners out there doing what makes them happy too. </div>
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So, how did I come to this decision of 100 miles? Well, the easy answer would just be to say <a href="http://www.fastcory.com/" target="_blank">Cory Reese</a> made me do it. He was a great influence and I will be forever grateful for his inspiration. Reading about his experiences is what probably gave me the courage to realize that maybe I can do this. I am fascinated with long distances and have been for a long time. I wasn't getting any younger and I thought if I was ever going to attempt something like this then I better get going on it soon. </div>
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Friday afternoon we headed on down to Vegas, where we stayed with my cousin in her beautiful home. We drove over to Cornerstone Park to check out the surroundings and get a general idea of where I would be spending the next 30 hours. We could see a lake, pathways, motion sensor light poles, dirt trails, public bathrooms, picnic areas and a little bit of grassy area. I think it helped with the pre-race jitters to see that, however I didn't sleep very well that evening. </div>
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I got up about 6:30 am Saturday morning and was ready to go by 7:15 am. Cornerstone Park was only a 10 minute drive away so that was very ideal for those who would be coming and going throughout the day and night to help pace me.</div>
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The route we would be running was a 2.38 mile loop around the lake in a horseshoe shape, 42 times. We would run the outer loop first and then make a big turn and head back on the inner loop. I had set my stuff up right near the half way point and so I was able to have an aid station at the starting/finish line and half way through on the grassy area. It was a very convenient set up.</div>
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The cutoff for completing the 100 miles was 30 hours and since this was my first hundred miler I was planning on using all 30 of those hours. I had no idea what to expect, only that I WANTED desperately to just finish. Mark, my dear husband, helped me get my stuff set up and hung around until the race started. </div>
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Cory found us and set his stuff up by mine. That was comforting for the fact that it meant I would at least see him once in awhile. There is a great sense of calm and comfort in seeing a familiar face at a race when you are so far from home and attempting something like this for the first time. A couple of other sweet friends from home decided to come down and do the 6 hour event and so I was super happy about that as well. London and Monte Riding have been friends for almost a year now and they make me smile daily through our Facebook conversations in our running group. Another familiar face was Cinder, who lives in Vegas and was an amazing volunteer at the race. She brought her massage table and hung out all day and night helping many people, not only with massage but at the timing table and the aid station. THANK YOU CINDER! Those volunteers are really angels. A race certainly couldn't be done without all they do.</div>
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After a big group picture and then listening to the Star Spangled Banner on the trumpet by a very like-able and well known ultra runner, Mr. Ed Ettinghauser, it was time for this party to get started. And boy what a party was in store! OK, running may not be a party but hanging out with so many other amazing, fascinating ultra runners just felt incredible. 9:00 am and we were off! Would I really be out here 30 hours???</div>
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I had told my mom and a couple other friends to text me or call anytime day or night. I wouldn't be going anywhere except around and around in a circle and would definitely love some company or distraction once in awhile. My friend Laurie Oldroyd called and wanted to see what the surroundings looked like so I took this picture to send to her. You can see see way across the lake the starting/finish line area. You can also see that the scenery just wasn't that gorgeous, but we had birds and geese honking at us throughout the day, hanging out in different places on the course. Also, because the course ran all the way out and made a turn and then went back the opposite direction, we were always seeing other runners. It was awesome to say hi and wave to everyone attempting this same crazy thing.</div>
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The first 32+ miles I wore this green shirt and then after feeling completely soaked from the warmth of the day I changed my top. I had texted my family around 2 or 3 pm and said to come back and help me out. They got my clothes, and other things needed, body glide, baby wipes, etc handed off to me to do a quick change in the bathrooms. I said hi and goodbye quickly and headed out onto the course again.</div>
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It was amazing how completely refreshed I felt and ready to tackle some more miles at this point. I had my ipod in and was enjoying some tunes, but sure wishing I could have a buddy to run with at this point. </div>
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So as the day went on I just continued running and walking trying to not over exert myself and would see Cory occasionally. He gave me some good advice to pretend like the race really starts at mile 60. So, for now I needed to just conserve and run smart. He talked about how he had definite places he would walk and had those specific places planned out every loop. I probably should have used that strategy but didn't. I went with the feeling of run when my body felt like it and walk when it didn't. As long as I had some good music I was doing alright. Cory's strategy worked wonderfully for him as he set a new 5 hour PR! </div>
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As the day started turning to late afternoon and early evening we were then allowed pacers. We could have any amount of pacers but only one at a time. My sweet cousin, Laurie Brister, who opened up her home to our family (and gave Mark and I her king sized bed to sleep in) was the first that would join me. She showed up around 6:40 pm. She runs a little bit and has run one half marathon. I wasn't sure how long she would be hanging out with me but I was more than thrilled when she ended up doing 14.25 miles with me!! She just kept going around and around those loops with me, 6 times to be precise. I think it was about 11 or 12 am when she finished up. We must have been having so much fun together that we completely forgot to take a picture out on the course, so we got one on the morning after the race. Yes, I'm standing but not for long in this picture. </div>
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Another friend of mine who lives in Vegas came by with her husband. I wanted her to run with me but she didn't feel ready. Her husband ran half a loop with me. They cheered for me though and made a cute sign and hung it in a tree so I could look at it as I went around the course.</div>
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It was so amazing to me how every encouraging text, sign, phone call, message on the phone, person pacing, people giving thumbs up, etc. just would give another little boost when I would start to feel tired and want to quit. I will admit right now that I was tempted around mile 60 to just be done. But I knew there were so many friends and family rooting for me that I just couldn't quit. </div>
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After my cousin, Laurie was gone, and my friend Mike and Robin Ballard had left, I was alone for just a short amount of time. Then, my most sweetest ever husband showed up. He brought me some avacados (yes I was craving that at 1:00 in the morning) and my recharged phone and garmin (I had two) that had died earlier in the day. Like I said, it was nice to have my cousin live so close to the course. Mark then ran 2 loops with me for a total of 4.8 miles. It was dark outside, yet peaceful and just so comforting having him there with me. I had no idea he was planning to be there in the night for me. It was about 12-1:30 am that he spent with me and I was so grateful. Once again no picture. I think my brain had gone to sleep for the night.</div>
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Somewhere later in the evening Cinder wanted to give me a hug from all my Facebook Running friends back home who were asking about my progress and cheering me on. THANK YOU to all of you! You know who you are! I felt very supported and loved by all of you.</div>
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After Mark was done pacing me, a girl who lives 2 hours North of me wanted to pace. I had only met her once briefly at a race last month and then we conversed at length on Facebook. She had talked about wanting to be part of this experience with me. I was cautious because I didn't know her, yet I realized that this could be a huge blessing for me. She told me she was going to be in town and to text her anytime in the night when I was ready for help. I texted her at 1:30 am and she arrived not too much later. </div>
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Around 4:00 am my son also showed up and surprised me. He did one loop with me and I was super happy about that. He got to see a little bit of what ultra runners experience as we came upon a woman who was really struggling. She was crying and needing a boost. We hung out with her for quite a long distance and shared stories and helped cheer her up. </div>
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This sweet girl, Robin Williams, who dropped everything and came to help me, hung out with me all through those lonely, dark hours of the night from around 2:00 am until about 8 in the morning. The weather was a little cool and I wore sometimes one jacket and sometimes two. I was very grateful for such beautiful conditions though. I knew the heat would be coming though when the sun came up, but boy did I ever want to see that sunrise. </div>
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She stayed with me for about 20 miles and we just talked all night long about anything and everything, but mostly about running. What a great support and such a selfless act for me a stranger but now forever friend. Here we are saying good-bye as she is leaving around mile 91. I still had 4 more laps to go.</div>
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I had 9 1/2 miles left! I could do this! I was tired and dragging and barely running at all. Occasionally, I would muster some strength and shuffle along for a little bit but it was challenging. The sun was pounding down now and it was getting super hot. There was no cloud cover this morning. I slathered on some more sunscreen and just tried to finish those last few miles. Mr. Ed Ettinghauser, the guy who played the trumpet for the opening of the run yesterday was coming up behind me as I had 3 laps left. He was walking most of the whole course due to an injury. It was pretty amazing to watch him walk so fast with those long legs. I hooked up and visited with him and his nephew for a complete loop. I asked about what keeps a person wanting to do these 100 mile races multiple times? I just don't think I personally have it in me. But Ed here, he is going for the record of most 100 mile races done in a calendar year. That is just crazy, yet impressive!! I felt honored to be able to see him finish. I still had 2 more loops to do and was just so done both mentally and physically. </div>
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Little did I know what was in store for me as I was anxious and worried about finishing this race alone. I looked up and saw my husband there waiting for me. I gave him a big hug! He was there to finish my race with me and I just about cried. He will never know the joy that brought to me. We carried on continuing down the course.</div>
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I crossed that finish line and received my medal and belt buckle. Cory Reese, my friend and inspiration was there to greet me and cheer for me as well as my family. There are not enough words to express how grateful I am to so many people who helped make this happen for me. It's definitely not a solo experience. There were dark times in the night when it just felt too overwhelming and I would just break down and cry. There were phone calls from special people who brought so many emotions to the surface. There were some absolutely amazing texts from a dear sweet friend, Julia Hubbard, who has been where I have been and knew what to say to help buoy up my spirits. And I'm forever grateful!<br />
<span style="font-size: large;"> The ultra experience is a profound one, and worth doing at least once!</span><br />
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When we gathered all my stuff and headed back to my cousin's house I was hungry and all I wanted was a big fat sweet potato. So that was my first after-race meal. A couple hours later after an ice bath and hot shower and putting on jammies I had a soft flour chicken taco and soft flour beef taco, filled with lettuce, salsa, guacamole, and cheese! That hit the spot magically and then I headed to bed! Lights out for this lady!</div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">An indoor race? In the middle of Winter? What a fun concept! One of our local colleges, Utah Valley University, puts on an indoor 5K to benefit the Habitat for Humanity here in the valley. It's a very decent price with early registration being only $10.00. That includes a t-shirt and a breakfast afterwards. What a deal! I ran this last year and had a fabulous time so decided I would do it again. My training called for 30 miles and I knew I wouldn't be doing that all here at the college. I wanted to get as much done as I could though because the remainder mileage was just going to be done at home on the treadmill, and running with friends is so much more fun. My friend Josh, and Vince both wanted to get a lot of extra mileage in so we met up early, (it was actually still pretty dark outside) and we headed into the very quiet, empty halls of UVU. Have you ever been inside a college that felt totally deserted? It was a little weird feeling.</span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;">We put in some good solid mileage before more people started showing up. By the time the race started we had a good 5-6 miles completed. When a few other friends started showing up I stopped to visit and take photos. Vince kept running because he needed to get home by a certain time to his family and had a goal for his mileage for the morning. I did too but sometimes socializing just takes over my running. I know it's a problem but I can't help it sometimes.</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Mark and Jill Gabica and their little girl who just turned 3 came this year again and so they were taking her along for the 3 miles. She actually ran a lot of it herself. Way to go little Addison! Of course there's my friend Josh who ran a lot of my miles today with me. I think I finished with a total for 12 miles before I went home to finish up on the treadmill.</span></div>
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OH MY-THAT HAIR!</div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">This was a super fun race and I had a great time running up and down the halls of a college. I almost felt like a principal should be coming around a corner at any time telling us to stop running. </span></div>
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I love this run. This was my 4th time running an event here at the Olympic Oval in Kearns, Utah. Today's event was a 5 hour timed event, from 8:00 a.m.-1:00 p.m. If you run 96 laps then it's a marathon. 48 laps would be a half marathon. My training schedule calls for a 30 mile run today which actually puts me at needing over 100 laps. See how excited I am about this? Actually I'm trying not to think about it yet. Just happy to be here and get my bib put on and get this running party started.<br />
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I decided since I needed so many laps I wanted to try and get a few done before the race actually started. A few of my FB friends from Runner's Anonymous were also planning to run here and so I was excited to get to see them again. We have been trying to plan more running events and parties because we have such a great time together. </div>
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My friend Monnica wanted a ride with me and so I picked her up super early, like around 5:30 am. I got to the oval about 6:30 am and started running a little before 7:00 am. I was a little worried of how I was going to keep track of my laps because the Garmin doesn't work inside. I used a trusty little pad of paper and a marker. I just kept track with my fingers as I ran around. When I did 5 laps I would stop and make the tally marks. I was able to get 16 laps in before the race started. I kept getting distracted as more running friends kept coming because I wanted to stop and visit them. Once the race started we had a chip on our bib that kept track for us but I still wanted to be sure so after every ten laps I would stop and mark it down. My running friends knew what I was doing and wrote a cute little note to me on my paper. They call me Mama Duck! That made me smile big when I saw their cute words. Little things make me happy!</div>
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My friend Robert Merriman was so kind to run a whole bunch of laps with me and keep me going strong. It gets a little monotonous going round and round and round, but when you have someone to talk to it helps pass the time so much better. <br />
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Sometimes I was running alone and that wasn't as much fun. Where did all my friends go?</div>
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HERE THEY ARE! Monnica, Me, Quesnel, Elvia, Christy, London and Monte</div>
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Robert, Christy, Elvia, Quesnell, Me</div>
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Josh has been one of my oldest running friends. Not that I'm that old, trust me! But we have both been on this running journey almost the same amount of time and have run a lot of races together. So that makes it feel like we have been running friends for a very long time. He has become quite the baker/cook/chef. He creates new concoctions of Rice Krispy Treats and calls them RK's. He made a new batch for all of us running friends running at the oval today. It has brownie mix, and peppermint patties in them. I absolutely love mint! He made a yummy one back in November that had snickers in them but this one by far exceeded that one! Mint and chocolate just speak to my soul and this treat hit the spot perfectly while running. I may have eaten 3 of them while running. Don't mind the extra chocolate in my teeth. I was probably saving that for later. After he had left and I went over to the table to record more laps on my piece of paper there were more RK treats for me. What a nice boy! I don't think those treats made it home. I probably enjoyed some after-race goodness while driving in the car. </div>
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Today was a great experience and helped build my confidence for my first 100 mile race coming up on February 15th. I just want to finish. I don't care how long it takes me. I just want to know what it feels like to travel that far on foot. Stay tuned.....</div>
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About 10 days before the race I started watching the forecast and it was looking better than usual. In fact 22 degrees for the forecast high of the day was looking way more promising than anticipated, so I went ahead and signed up. I also encouraged a few of my friends to come join in on the fun. Isn't that what races are all about, to have fun with other crazy running peeps?<br />
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Me, Becca, Josh, London, Monte, Janet, and Robert-all friends in our FB group, Runner's Anonymous, that make me laugh and smile everyday. It's impossible to get on the FB page on any given day and not have one of these people say something to just make you happy. </div>
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I got to the race start about an hour early thinking since this isn't a chip-timed race we could start basically when we wanted. Although there was a definite start at 8:00 a.m. We just kept track of our own time and reported it at the end. When I arrived there were already a lot of people here and more coming every few minutes. I got all my photo taking done and out of the way so that I wouldn't have to worry about taking pictures during the run. <br />
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with Adrian Toledo, who keeps everyone smiling and having a good time at any race he attends.</div>
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Adrian and Carl Grimaud who I met trail running this Fall.</div>
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with my very sweet, speedy friend Jenn whom I see often at the gym getting after it and Coach Don Bigger<br />
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Galen Garrison, a huge inspiration in running ultra races. He teaches me much. Monnica is just super fun!</div>
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I'm so excited to get to run my first 100 mile race in just 2 weeks with Monte and London being there. They will be doing the 6 hour event and London may possibly come back and be with me later in the evening. </div>
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Well, after seeing so many running friends, taking pictures, talking way too much, using the bathroom and getting all ready to go we headed outside a little before the rest of the group. We got about a 20 minute head start and basically there were about 6 of us that stayed together for almost the whole race. We had a good time together. It was definitely cold but as long as we were moving it was fine. Another running FB friend Cindy Hills, joined up with us for a few miles while we were running, since she lived in one of the cities we ran through. When we got back to the place we started there was pots of chili, baked potatoes, yogurt, and chocolate milk there for us to enjoy. Sorry, I have no pictures of the food. Once again I started chatting and visiting with anybody that would talk to me. I think I have become a bit of a social runner. I'm still trying to decide if I run these races for the physical or social aspect of them. Regardless, I have a good time.</div>
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Certainly not a bad time when running with a bunch of people and taking a few potty stops along the way.<br />
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I do love a cute little medal, especially now that I have a place to hang medals. For Christmas my dear hubby made me a really cool rack to hang my medals on. They no longer are all crammed into a cupboard.<br />
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Every time I pull the car into the garage there they are. It's all my memories of running right there hanging on a wall. Somebody asked me why not put them in the house on a wall? Well, I don't know why but me and hubby thought this wall in the garage was just a good spot.<br />
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I got all my medals out and wrote on the back of each and every one of them the date of the race, the distance and my time. I have them hanging in order from left to right of my first race down to the most recent. It's going to take me a super long time to fill this rack since hubby put 139 pegs in that 10 foot long board. I started using the whole top part first and then will go to the bottom section when the top is filled.<br />
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susettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16091922437671047257noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1999475560207677549.post-30199410725130082272014-02-02T01:31:00.001-07:002014-02-02T15:20:29.270-07:00Training Has Taken Over My Life<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>I can't believe a whole month has gone by and I didn't post one single time in January. I have run 3 different races and still need to get them posted for my own memory sake. Someday I'm going to make a book with all my races and I want to remember each and every one of them individually. So, I will update those soon.</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>A while back I had posted about deciding to attempt my first 100 mile race, <a href="http://ultrasignup.com/register.aspx?did=24228" target="_blank">The Ultra Jackpot Festival, held in Las Vegas, Nevada</a> and so to train adequately the program I have been using wants you to train for 24 weeks. That's a little less than 6 months. Well, I found out about this race from my friend <a href="http://www.fastcory.com/" target="_blank">Cory</a> at the end of October, just three months ago. I had already been running a lot with almost a half marathon every other weekend and so I wasn't too concerned starting half way into this plan. I found a few different plans to use and this one just seemed to fit best with my lifestyle and so I started training around week 12. As you can see by looking at the Friday and Saturday back to back runs the mileage really builds and my weekends have been taken over by big long runs that take me a long time to complete. Week 21 felt like ♫t<i>he song that doesn't end♫yes it goes on and on my friend♫.</i> If you've never heard it then you must take a moment and listen to it. My kids watched the show when they were little which meant I usually did too.</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>And now I am finally done with my highest mileage of training last week!!! In fact the race is just 2 short weeks away. I am on week 23 of the plan and so happy to have only a tiny amount of miles to run until race day. It's a little nerve wracking though to go from 73 miles in one week down to only 22 the next. What's up with that? And now this week only 18 miles. I sure hope whoever created this plan really knows what they're doing and that this works for the goal I have. Only time will tell. </b></span><br />
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<b><br /></b>susettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16091922437671047257noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1999475560207677549.post-24557023257622880202013-12-28T15:37:00.000-07:002014-10-22T22:00:08.512-06:00Christmas Surprise for Josh! Last Running Party of 2013!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
I have been running consistently for 3 years now. Josh Hansen is a friend I met a few months after I started going to races and meeting people. Turns out he loves races and running with people probably as much as I do. He has quite a phenomenal story he shares about losing 180 pounds and has a goal of running 180 half marathons or bigger distances before he turns 40. <a href="http://www.running180.com/" target="_blank">His blog is pretty cool. </a> </div>
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Anyway, we kept finding over the months that we were running a lot of the same races together so eventually we just started planning to meet on the morning of and at least starting our runs together. We didn't always run the same paces so it was very unlikely that we stayed together. I think it's sort of an unwritten understanding that runners have with each other. <i> "You try your best and I'll try mine and we'll see each other along the journey, if not, then at the finish line."</i></div>
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Sometimes, you don't necessarily have a goal and you are just out there to run for fun, and so you stick together. I have a run a few races like that with Josh and along the way we have met some awesome and wonderful people. </div>
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One of the friends along the way Josh met is Becca Wood. A little before Christmas she had this brilliant idea to get Josh a present. She wanted to find him something to hang his medals on. He had commented to her how he just has them draped over a lamp? He has run over 50 races so I'm not sure how that lamp is holding them all up. So she approached me and asked if I wanted to go in on getting something like this for him.</div>
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I had already asked Santa (AKA-My dear hubby) a few months ago if he would be willing to design and create a rack for my medals. Mine have been getting shoved into a cupboard in my headboard. So when Becca asked me about a rack for Josh I told her I would just have Mark make him one too. We had already ordered all the pegs and had numerous ones left over and so after Mark created and figured out my 10 foot long rack, (yes, I wanted and needed one this big) he created one for Josh with the remainder pegs we had available. I think it was about 49 pegs. </div>
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On December 28th we had another big running party with our RA Facebook friends and so this is when Becca and I presented our Christmas present to Josh. He was so excited, probably as much as we were.</div>
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Becca and I signed the back and wrapped a big bow around it and gave it to him in the parking lot. He was so thrilled as you can see in his face. It was absolutely awesome!</div>
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Now he can hang his medals with pride and his poor lamp can have a rest hopefully.</div>
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Merry Christmas my running buddy!</div>
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The running party we were having then continued at the outdoor track at the Orem Fitness Center. </div>
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What a great group of people to hang out with on a early, cold Saturday morning after Christmas.</div>
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Cory Skinner, Kevin (Papa-our leader) Elise Kunz, Christy Heinecke, Monte Riding, Janet Huffman, Robert Merriman, London Riding, Josh Hansen, Becca Wood, Jonathan Crampton, Vince Massa, Susette, Ty Hansen, Gay Tregaskis, Cyndy Hills, Monnica Skinner. </div>
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The track we chose to run on was exactly 1 mile around and so it was perfect for stopping to visit and snack and drink hot chocolate. Gay brought her propane and stove and others brought some amazing deliciousness. </div>
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This guy is a crack up. Ty Hansen. We keep a tally on our FB page where we enter our mileage or any other exercise we are doing. Since signing up for a 100 mile race in February I have really had to ramp up the mileage with my training. One day he wrote on his mileage Can't.....Catch.....Susette.....! The mileage is NOT meant as a competition but as a place to be accountable for our workouts. But man! When somebody puts a little itch under me I can put a little competitive spirit out there and so I stayed ever so faithful to my mileage for the month. I told him to try again in January to catch me. Hee hee! </div>
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After running and stopping, running and stopping the group was about done for the morning. I think I had put in about 12 here at the track. My training called for a 28 mile run for the day so somebody said this photo looks like I am contemplating my remaining mileage (or contemplating not wanting to run my remaining mileage). I ended up going home to my warm basement and finishing up there while watching a Christmas movie.</div>
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I sure love running with this bunch of friends. We missed getting a photo with our other friend Mike Talbot who had to get the dog home and then go skiing. What a rough life.</div>
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