Enjoying these moments

“we’re so busy watching out for what’s just ahead of us that we don’t take time to enjoy where we are”


22 MILER DONE!! done… finished… finuto… over with! I will never EVER ever in my entire life have to run that distance again until marathon monday!! then really, never again… EVER! ever. the happiness that brings me is off the charts. I am welcoming the next 3 weeks of tapering with a big huge hug. I could not be more thrilled with how my longest run went. it was definitely challenging but a huge reminder of how incredibly lucky I am to be a part of this day. getting dropped off in hopkinton was surreal. well, the scariest part of the day is actually being the car driving out to the starting line knowing that you are going to be running the entire way back. no ride… just running – that’s kind of scary. it’s a long ride.

there were more people at the start line in hopkinton that I have seen at some smaller races I’ve done. lots of busses carting charity teams… people waiting for porter pottys, news cameras, groups of runners similar to us snapping pictures & taking it all in. I was really nervous happy. the run itself took us just under 4 hours. I did not listen to a single second of music (aside from whatever the cheering fans were playing in their front yards). I really hope I can run the entire marathon without headphones. I know there are going to be so many spectators and I don’t want to miss a single second of the yelling and cheering and drunk people of boston. we thought a lot about how we are going to break down the race… last year i thought of it as 4, 10K’s then with another two miles tacked onto the end… this run we really focused on getting through to the next town. every time we saw one of those street signs was a mini celebration between the 3 of us. it also took us a few miles to remember all 8 towns that we actually touched. hopkinton, ashland, framingham, natick, wellesley and newton were the ones we hit on saturday – all that was left is brookline and boston!


I have always believed in the power of positive thinking but this long run is what really proved it to be true. i usually hit a wall around 15-16 miles – just anything beyond that distance is too much for my body. everything starts to hurt – and I mean everything from my toenails through to my shoulders… just pain all over. it sucks and I still don’t know why people would really want to run marathons all the time. just don’t get it! any time I wanted to drag or quit or take a walk break I made a conscious effort to say outloud to myself or the girls “i’m feeling good”. and they would respond the same. that simple statement helped more than I could imagine. to hear myself say something positive in a time where I was definitely feeling less than okay is what made all the difference. I truly believe this was able to convince myself to move on. the body believes what the mind says… I know this mental strength is what will get me to the finish line in three weeks. If I hit coolidge corner feeling as run down tired as I did last year I will simply convince myself otherwise. After finishing 22 and feeling good I know I will make it across that finish on the 21st… such a cool feeling.


I spent the rest of saturday and half of sunday indulging in absolutely anything i wanted to…  piled all of my favorite foods on at once. those burt calories were hard earned and i’ll be damned if I was going to let them go to waste. bring on the cadburry eggs, spinach dip, angry orchid’s and buffalo chicken nachos. based on my stomach ache yesterday I probably won’t be doing that again any time soon

tonight we are going to get our shirts screened with the awesome design sharon came up with. this weekend is a 15k followed by an 8 miler next weekend. I promised to wear my taco costume if we could raise another $1,500 to Mar’s charity… I half hope we raise $1,450 just so I can avoid my promise… 🙂

oh! we also got our runner passports and everything else in the mail this week too! photo below




here it is… my first steps to record my journey to the finish of the 2014 boston marathon. i have quite a few “runner” friends, or friends in general, who have documented all of their 26.2 stories through a blog. looking back on this past year, i should have totally done that. luckily (kind of) I have been given the opportunity to run again.

it is very clear how many things i am not looking forward to this training season. cold & early mornings, snow storms, half marathons on the dreadmill, saturday nights on the couch, calorie counting, unavoidable injury & physical therapy, that gross sticky stuff the kinesio tape leaves on my knee, the hundreds i will obviously spend on new sneakers & at lululemon, my inability to wear high heels for 4 months… the list goes on. so i think it seems appropriate to make my first post a celebration.

10 weeks of training towards a specific running goal – complete the rock & roll providence half marathon in under 2 hours. my little half marathon history:

newport half marathon, RI 2011: 2:06 (still my favorite course) 

applefest half marathon, NH 2012: 2:12 (this half was an up-hill beast – beautiful day but the course was tough)

rock & roll providence, RI 2013: 1:59:40. 

i am lucky enough to have the best running buddy. she hands me our training plan 10 weeks before raceday and maps out our long runs every single week leading up to the starting gun. (AND she is always game for pancakes & mimosas after a nice saturday morning 10 miler.) i go into every race with a time goal… run my 5k in under 26 minutes (never happens), run my 10k under an hour (almost never happens), run boston in 4:30 (definitely did not happen). to dedicate 10 weeks to tempo runs, track workours, & mile repeats was complete unfamiliar territory – but we struggled through every week, together. and last sunday morning, we did it together.

i will forever remember that moment of crossing the finish line. almost 4 years of road races, and the first time i have achieved a goal that i set for myself. i can only hope that i will be able to look back on this memory after some awful saturday morning run in february, and remember that feeling i had. completely content & happy in the moment. nothing could have changed how proud i was of both of us.

despite all the struggle i will eventually face this winter, i feel blessed to have the opportunity to run this race again. an emotional and exciting journey that will lead me to wherever i was meant to go. 5,700 strong – 16 weeks of training, just remember to trust the process