Sunday, February 26, 2012

My weekend with Runs 'n Roses

For the fourth time, Sara and I were sucked back in for another wonderful, tortuous weekend of costumes, running, cramming into vans, running, living off of Cliff Bars and Gu, running, NOT sleeping, and running. Fun, right?!!
This year at Del Sol, we were asked to be a part of Erik and Katherine Jenkins team, Runs 'n Roses. Katherine is a former client, current friend and gym partner, of mine (who is in unbelievable shape, I might add;)). To help fill the team, I talked my dear friend, Marisa Sherwood to come and do her very first Ragnar with us. We never could quite fill the last 2 team spots so our team of 12, remained a team of 10. Our van 1 was Me, Sara Marisa, Katherine and Erik (lucky guy).
Sara, Erik and I agreed to take the 3 extra legs which turned MY total mileage to 24. No biggie, I thought, without considering that I'd be running 11 straight miles at 7am after an hour and a half of sleep, on legs that had already run nearly 12 miles just hours prior. My lingering stomach issues (lets leave it at that), the uphill and the head-wind didn't help either. The last 2 miles of that run were, unarguably, the most difficult 2 miles that I have EVER run. You know when you're looking for the softest place on the ground to pass out that you're in trouble. But I finished without stopping, walking, or puking and there is absolutely no better feeling than finishing something that challenges you in every capacity. And that's why we keep coming back to Ragnar:) Do I hear ULTRA, next year??!!

Me and Katherine


Evil-E
Feeling strong on Day 1:)

One of our favorite things to do at Ragnar is check out all of the team names and costumes...not the most obnoxious costume, but it cracked me up!
Lookin' good, Kat!

Faker!!
Sara, Katherine and I at the finish line

Team Runs 'n Roses

Saturday, February 11, 2012

Walking All Over Cancer

It's been 4 years, 5 months and 3 days since my mom died of pancreatic cancer. Today, we were able to give her a voice, again, by walking in her memory in the first annual PurpleStride Phoenix.
Last night, Summer called me as I was making lanyards with my mom's beautiful face and I broke down. It caught me off-guard. I haven't been struck with that overwhelming sadness and longing in a long time. I will always miss my mom. Somedays more than others. But preparation for this walk, as tough as it has been, has also reminded me of the blessings that stand at my toes every day...the little people that my mom loved most in this world...her "babies". I think of my mom every time I look into Sofia's green eyes or that Cade corrects my English. So, because she'd want me to, today I will let them bring me comfort. (I'll even try to look past the mess that Lila and Fia are making behind me, right now...)