Saturday, November 18, 2017

Sports Movies Recommended in My Running Group

BBreaking Away

* Vision Quest!

*Remember The Titans

* Rudy.

* Blind Side is another good football movie

* Rocky

* Miracle

* The Rookie, 

* Million Dollar Arm, 

* Bull Durham 

* Pele Birth of a legend, 

* Race

* We are Marshall

* Invictus 

* Cool runnings

* McFarland

* The mighty ducks series

* Blind Side 

* We Are Marshall

* Made to be Broken.

* The Barkley Marathons documentary. 

* The Sandlot,

* We are Marshall, 

* Mighty ducks.

* Running the Sahara 

* Friday Night Lights

* Major League

* Any Given Sunday

* Karate Kid

* Happy Gilmore 

* Remember the Titans

* Blindside

* A League of Their Own

* Desert Runners 

* Angels In The Outfield 

* The Whole Shootin' Match

* Glory Road!!

* Bad News Bears

* The original

* The longest yard

* Eddy the Eagle!!  

* Invincible!! 

* Cinderella Man 

* Field of Dreams

* Chariots of Fire

* Hoosiers

* The World's Greatest Athlete

* McFarland USA.

* “Run Fatboy Run.”

* For Love of the Game

* Moneyball

* The Ringer

* Skid Row Marathon'

* GridIron Gang

Monday, November 13, 2017

Just getting it done, period

              This past weekend was a holiday weekend and I had 16 miles planned for yesterday, Sunday but my body said, "NO way". Now being 3 weeks away from marathon #9 I could not just NOT run! So I slept in, had a nice morning making myself new earrings, sipping coffee with my hubby and listening to him respond to every cool article he came across in the paper. The morning was glorious. After my kids sent off to bed I left the house and drove 5 minutes to the 24-hour gym I am a member of and ran for 4 hours until 1am. While running, I watched 3 or 4 episodes of Project Runway season 9 and then the newest episode of Walking Dead, which was heartbreaking and thank God it was hreathbreaking, cause it kept me awake and kept me from thinking how tired I was. I ran out of Gu  at home except for one yucky flavor and lost all my salt pills for some odd reason but had enough salt pills in a pill box I used for the last marathon, so I used those. So yes, I ran 4 hours and had 3 bottles of water, 4 salt pills total and only 1 yucky Gu. The gym has unlimited 10-minute hydro massage which I took full advantage of right after finishing and boy was it pure heaven....one can adjust the settings so I basically got a 10 minute bum massage, heaven!! 

                 I got home at 1:30am and made myself a quick and COLD burrito roll with cheese, chicken, and cream cheese, I know, disgusting. But it hit the spot. I took a hot, hot shower and was happy to learn that I had minimal chafing thanks to the KT take I had my 10-year old apply earlier in the night, she's a pro at applying this stuff, you'd think she's a PT. I put on a huge sweatshirt and placed a towel over my pillow and went to bed and slept with a huge smile on my face. I did it. By not making it such a huge thing in my head I managed to do something that if thought over too much would certainly seem crazy. By the end of the night I had burned 1,240 calories and I did not quite know how to put that into my MyFitnessPal app, a calorie/nutrition app I use to monitor what I eat. I chose to just give Sunday 3 hours and Monday 1 hour. The way MyFitnessPal works is that it gives back to you the calories you burned as allowance for more food. I felt this was a good solution for it only gave me 310 calories extra for the next day and the allowance for the Sunday I could not really use up seeing as all I wanted to do was go to bed. 


Wednesday, November 1, 2017

Alone, but never lonely

           I would rather be alone 100 times than be in with the wrong friends. This was not always the case with me; I use to want to be part of the crowd at all costs, despite characters involved, despite conversations that occur, in fact; nothing was more important to me than making sure I did not feel lonely. Back then, any friend was a good friend. Then, something curious happened, something quite liberating and empowering.... I started liking my own presence, a lot! I know this change has to do with the many hours I spend running on the weekends, alone, pepping myself to keep moving. Despite the pain and discomfort, these pep talks while running made me start liking this person who lives inside, I was essentially rooting for myself. Another 'side affects' of liking the person inside has been valuing time a lot more, and not seeking the company of just anybody. I have come to learn that some people, despite their proximity, can make one feel lonely.

          In long distance running you have to constantly check your body for pain, discomfort. Even the smallest twitch can mean something catastrophic in a few miles, therefore, you learn to really listen to your body's signals. You listen to your heart, your pain, your comfort level and any sign that may arise and immediately you make decisions, on the spot, that relate to these body signs. This form of intense listening has obviously now extended beyond my training and has applied itself to other aspects of my life. Also, as in running, comfort is now my ultimate goal every social situation. If something does not feel right in my heart, in my gut, I simply move away, no excuses needed, no apologies. I cannot express enough how liberating this has been for me. I say liberating because being accommodating at all costs had its price and it was exhausting. Liberating because I no longer exhaust myself. Now that the craziness has dropped away I can better see that love is, in fact, all around me, constantly filling me, providing for me in every way, even if I might not feel this at all times. 

        I hope to teach my children these lessons if not directly, then through osmosis. I hope they learn that being alone does not mean lonely. This is one of the best lessons a child can carry with them into adulthood, it allows you to be brave, stick to your convictions and to not compromise your ideals. I'd love for my kids to learn the idea that your body will always be much more honest than your mind and to therefore to follow it without question; those mammalian instincts are millions of years old, trust them. Trusting one's instincts and moving away from a hurtful friend or lover is a decisive, clear and definitive way of saying a big fat no to pain and suffering. I'd also love my kids to know that cultivating friendships that make you feel loved, wanted and cared for are worth their weight in gold and that they are worth good, solid friendships. Two great rules of thumb when it comes to relationships is, one, if you feel lonely in someone's presence, it's not for you.... run! Two, your body will always tell you when it's not right. 

         I feel so incredibly blessed. Love IS, in fact, all around me at all times. Love comes daily in the form of an unexpected hug, a warm text, a friendly gesture, a 'thank you', even a smile from a stranger can remind me of the love all around me. I have come a long way and I feel a tremendous sense of pride at all the work I've done to get here. Where a shy, apologetic and meek woman use to be now stands a confident, non-apologetic, brave, and fearless woman. Bring it. 


     
         

Monday, October 23, 2017

Done!!!














        Running a marathon is like any  other experience on earth, it could mean nothing or mean everything, it's all in how you choose to value the experience. 

     This was my 8th marathon (9 if you add up my 50K) and the total value of the experience cannot be added up until you cross that line. When you pay for any race you pay for chance to test yourself, you pay for pain, for the tears, for the stories. I absolutely love every experience. 
























Thursday, October 19, 2017

2 Days before marathon-- preparations

What I am wearing: (50-75 degrees)
* Pure Brooks Connect-sneakers 
* Swiftwick socks
* brand new roadrunner 8" compression shorts
* Moving comfort- rebound racer bra
* Tech tank under the bra
* Loose tech Tank top over bra
* Tube sock cut up and worn over upper arm to prevent chafing
* KT tape
* Vaseline 
* Sunscreen on legs, face and forearms 
* MAYBE visor
* warm clothes to wear in morning and then toss out
* Hydration pack, 1/2 filled

What I am taking with me:
* 1 credit card
* 1 or 2 metro cards
* Some cash
* 10+ salt tablets
* 5 GUs
* hydration pack 1/2 filled
* phone (with charged backing)
* Earphones
* plastic baggie (In case it rains to put phone in)
* extra vaseline
* 2 extra strips KT tape
* Sharpie (In case I meet anyone famous....runners are the only famous peeps I drool over)

Preparations beforehand:
* charge my watch
* make sure metro card is active
* fill hydration pack halfway ONLY
* Laminate signage I want to wear. (more on this later)

Station closest to start: Pentagon Station (blue and yellow lines)

Expo: Gaylord National Resort & Convention Center
Prince George's Exhibit Halls C/D/E
"Free roundtrip shuttles will run from Eisenhower (Yellow) and Van Dorn (Blue) Metro stations to the Gaylord National Resort from 8:30 a.m. – 10:00 p.m. on Friday and 7:00 a.m. – 9:00 p.m. on Saturday."

Monday, October 16, 2017

5 days to go....MCM #3

                     In five days I will attempt to run my third Marine Corps Marathon, my 8th official marathon. The MCM is a very emotional race for me. I cry like a baby during and even after the race and it's not about the patriotism, soldiers, flags and such, as one might assume. While running the MCM, above any other race, one experiences so many bittersweet emotions in those long hours. At any given moment one can catch themselves running besides mothers who have lost their child in war, injured vets with missing limbs, cancer survivors, elderly runners, disabled athletes, and the list goes on and on.  Yet, my tears are not, as some may think, tears of sadness, they are primarily tears of pure outpouring joy. The whole race is a celebration of so many things, yet, to each one of the 30,000 runners its significance uniquely individualized. To me, it's a celebration of humanity, peace, freedom and most importantly, life. Running any race, in its simplest form, is just a metaphor for every one of life's obstacles. In crossing that finish line one reaffirms that hard work, dedication, sacrifice and belief in one's dreams will always lead us in the right direction and what better race to run than one in which one can literally see humanity rising even after unimaginable loss and pain. It's going to be amazing.