I can now call myself a marathoner! - Kara

I'd like to preface this entry with : Okay so my marathon didn't quite go as planned.


I was worried about stomach issues - turns out that was the least of my concerns. My knees (joint I think) and foot began hurting from the get-go. Not even one mile into my 26.2 mile journey, I knew I was in trouble. My awesome and supportive parents and aunt followed me for the first few miles. They could already tell I was struggling. So I started the race with no ambulatory aids, and by mile 5 I already had my straps on both knees. Thanks so much to mom and Ginny for going to my car to get my braces! I did my first 6 miles in exactly an hour. I was on the dot to my time schedule that I had made out. I was side-by-side to Jen Sherrod and she was trying to keep me positive and not thinking about the knees. 


After mile 8 or so when my mom dropped off my knee braces, Jen took off while I had to stop and get adjusted. I never saw her again... So I was on my own. I kept thinking Jennifer, who usually passes me on the hills, would catch up and I would have a running buddy again, but she never caught up with me. It was me, myself, and my ipod. 
Just then, my running buddies MJ and Margarett, complete with neon pink signs, were on Lawson Road, cheering me on, refilling my Gatorade, and filling my belly with ice cold orange slices. It was hot, I was thirsty, and those oranges were the best thing I've ever had! 


I finished Lawson, the first 1/3 of Culberhouse, and made my way into Craighead. I seriously could not see anyone running in front of me or behind me. I wondered where everyone was! At the half way point, 13.1 miles, there was a good sized cheering crew, due to the relay switch off, and this was very encouraging. My half-marathon time was exactly 2:25, again, right on schedule and even a couple of minutes ahead. I had to walk the hills, depleting my Gatorade sources, when MJ and Margarett showed up again, more refill, more oranges, and an IT Band brace to go above my knee. So, two braces below the knee, one above. I was looking like I had some serious issues, and I really was. Pain spread from my foot, to my knee, now to my hip. 


Back to Culberhouse, about mile 16, my calves began cramping. I have NEVER had cramps while I was running. It was so hot. The sun was beating down on my shoulders and I knew I was going to drink more and walk more. It was brutal. I was out of Gatorade again and my pit-crew showed up just in time around mile 17.


I knew in my mind that I had my friends Laura and Michelle waiting at mile 19 for me so I tried to pick up the pace but continued to walk even the flattest parts of the course. It was disappointing but painful with each step, no matter if I walked or ran. 


Mile 21 my best friend Addy and her friend Tim met up with me to run (walk) the last few grueling miles. It was tough. I would run a few steps and then walk more. I got to the point where I couldn't even run at all. 


Mile 25, my mom and aunt were parked across from McDonalds on Stadium and I just lost it. Pain, pride, accomplishment. Everything just went through my mind. I wanted to make my goal time, but I knew there was absolutely no way. I was walking, and it was very slow even. I got to the point where I didn't even know if I would make my 6 hour cut off time. 


I decided to run in the rest of the way. About 3/4 of a mile. Tim, Addy, and now our friend Laura joined to help run me in. As I turned the corner, there were people cheering, holding signs, clapping, taking pictures. I'll never forget it. I crossed the line in 5:45. It was an amazing accomplishment for me. Less than 1% of the US population has completed a marathon. Less than 1%. I am now part of that group that can call themselves a marathoner.  

Like Jennifer, I could not have done this without the support of my mom, dad, and aunt Ginny. MJ and Margarett, who drove around with my ice cold Gatorade and 20 oranges that I devoured. Laura and Michelle at mile 19 and at the finish. Addy, Tim, Laura, who helped me the last few miles and who helped me finish strong. Leshia, who drove up as I made the last turn to the finish line, Rhonda with her posters at the finish line! Beverly who drove around checking on Jennifer and I. Diane, Pam and Marty, Mary and Bill Loucks, Megan and Michael (and Amel). All of my relay marathon friends waited at the finish, as well. I hope I didn't leave anyone out, but you know who you are! and THANK YOU!

Several blisters, one black toenail, 6+ ice bags, countless ibuprofen, I'm not even sure how many bottles of Gatorade, and 26.2 miles later, I am now able to call myself a marathoner. It's the hardest thing I've ever done. Why did I do it? To prove to myself that I could do it. I set a goal and made it a reality. And I'm proud of myself and Jennifer, and the 28 others who conquered this beast of a course in the heat on Saturday.

Yes, I already have a 26.2 sticker on the back of my car :-)

And no, I'm never doing another one again! And if I do, it's going to be a very long time!

What's next for me? Well I have a 5K on Saturday, a half-marathon in Millington on Sunday, and then I don't plan on running for a few weeks. It's time for a little break :-)

Happy Trails!!!

Jennifer – The Journey Ends

"When true friends meet in adverse hour;
'Tis like a sunbeam through a shower.
A watery way an instant seen,
The darkly closing clouds between."
- Sir Walter Scott

I have two points of view when reflecting on the marathon itself; the physical performance and the mental performance.  These two points of view are in complete opposite ends of the spectrum.   One is very disappointing and the other overwhelms me with joy.

I began the race with my legs feeling better than they had felt in a very long time.  For about 10 miles, I was ahead of my set pace.  I always struggle with my legs for the first several miles so I wasn’t too concerned when my legs began to hurt.  I knew about what point my legs would relax and finally cooperate.  Once I hit that point, they did cooperate for about a ½ mile and that’s when I began to struggle.  The sun was up and it was hot.  By the 13^th mile, I was ready to stop.  I had to take a bunch of water at the water station and douse myself.  I needed to cool down fast!  What was so frustrating was that we had run this route many times during our training.  I knew that route and, more importantly, my legs knew that route.  I was sick to my stomach, my legs and hips were cramping and my feet were going numb.   Mile 10 to 19 gave me the struggle of my life.  I was alone and left with thoughts of self doubt.  I kept praying for God to get me through it.  I had put in too much time into training to have a DNF (did not finish) next to my name.  It was at that point that the mental performance took shape.

Unbeknownst to me, the word was out that I was struggling big time.  Tony and several friends began calling each other trying to find where I was.  I had so many people keeping track of me, making sure I had plenty of Gatorade and water and that I was still in good spirits.  A dear friend from church pulled over and ran (mostly walked by that time) the last 10 miles with me.  During that last half, I had so many friends pull over and run parts of it with me, helped keep my spirits up and encouraged me that I could still finish.  A change in my mental performance was so obvious.  My husband and son were so worried about me at that 13 mile point but remarked how much better I looked after I had people with me.  After I finished, I found many encouraging text messages and Facebook posts.

I believe I was dehydrated.  The day of the race was the hottest it has been all season and I was so worried about drinking too much that I didn’t drink enough.  That and my ongoing struggle with my back/left leg are what did me in.  On one hand, I’m extremely disappointed with the outcome.  I should have finished a lot sooner than what I did.  That was the worst run, I believe, I have ever had.  On the other hand, I am overwhelmed with the support I received.  I’m not sure I could have conquered that last half without them.  It reminds me what’s most important in life.  It’s not what you do or how well you finish that matters; it’s who you’re surrounded by that’s important.  So this victory doesn’t just belong to me,  it belongs to  Tony, Dakotah, Randy, Laura, Michelle G., Michelle R., Beverly, Glenda, Don, Deaundra, Terry, John, Nicole, Kara, Jen, Jason and everyone who sent me encouraging messages.  It’s because of you that I can call myself a marathoner.  I love you all and I thank God that you are in my life.  Not just for this particular race but for the human race.

So what next?  I have to take a bit of a hiatus from running so Dr. Sherrod can get my back and hips straight.  I’m really looking forward to running pain-free but he says that’s going to take some time so it looks like I will be gym-bound for most of the summer, at least. 

Thank you to everyone that has followed our wild journey.  You’ve all made this such a memorable experience.

Jennifer - Reflections

 In running, it is man against himself, the cruelest of opponents.  The other runners are not real enimies.  His adversary lies within in him, in his ability with brain and heart to master to master himself and his emotions.

There's so many emotions I'm feeling that I'm not quite sure where to begin.  Hours of battling injuries, weather, self doubt and, let's not forget, training miles have all prepared me for this Saturday.  When I began this journey I had know idea how I would run 26.2.  The answer quickly became " a little at a time."  Over 3 months later I have run the route in one form or another several times; I have no doubt I can complete this. 

This week has been preparing my body and mind for the weekend.  I've slept longer, decreased my physical activity, increased my fluids, cut out sodas and eaten just a little more than I usually do.  All this so that my body will be in peak condition for the race.  Mentally I keep telling myself that I'm strong and determined.  That this will be piece of cake.  I'm also thinking a lot about when to drink and eat during the race.

So many thoughts, so many feelings.  I remember vividly how I felt when I crossed the finish line at my half marathon.  I cannot wait to experience that feeling again.  I guess that's why so many of us run.  Not because of how we feel while we are running but how we feel when we accomplish a goal we have set for ourselves.  It doesn't matter if your goal is 1 mile or 26; that self esteem boast you get when you acheive it makes you eager to set another one.  Although I will say, after this race, my goal will be to rest a bit more and spend a little more time with my family.

The Medal is Unveiled! - Kara

For a lot of runners, the race is all about the hardware. Recently via facebook, the medal has been revealed!

Now, judging by the first picture, it appears to be a decent size...

But, then look at the second picture...

Now we're talking!

Jennifer and I are doing the early start...

We are starting at 6am and are shooting for anywhere around 5 hours to finish (probably 5:15).

If you'd like to come see us cross the finish line, we will be finishing inside the ASU football stadium somtime around or after 11am. We'd love to have your support along the course or at least at the finish line!

I can't wait to have this hanging around my neck!

T-3 days! - Kara

It's so hard to believe that our big day is only 3 days away!
We've worked so hard and we've come so far!
Rest for me... Just eating and drinking plenty of water and gatorade between now and then.
It's been a roller coaster week leading up to Saturday. I've been excited, nervous, and emotional, over and over again.
I want to share an e-mail with you all that one of my friends and running buddies sent me. She is amazing and inspirational. She's a great friend, great mother and grandmother. She has done like 6 marathons since November! This is what she had to share: (and yes, it made me cry :-) Thank you, Nechia! And good luck to you, too!

YOU ARE ABSOLUTLEY READY!!!!!!!

I know this is unsolicited advice--but I am truly fascinated with the marathon experience, and I keep coming back because I learn so much EVERY time I do one.

Only positive thoughts now.

You have done the hard work--THIS is the party!

1.  You will do better than you think.  You WILL.  And I'm not talking necessarily about finishing time, I'm talking about it being EASIER than you expected.

2.  18-20 miles training run is MUCH harder than running a full marathon.  It IS.

3.  An extra cup of water the rest of the week. 

4.  If it seems tough about mile 22, remind yourself it IS a marathon, and it's OK that it is a challenge.

5.  It TRULY TRULY TRULY is 20 % physical and 80 % mental.  Go ahead and practice what you are gonna tell yourself if it gets hard--I always tell myself--when it gets tough--THIS IS EASIER than I thought--I'm doing GREAT--I'm feeling STRONG.  Your self-talk gets you through it.

6. Things CHANGE during a marathon.  I've felt not so good, and a half mile later felt REALLY good.  If you are tired at mile 8, it's your mind playing tricks with you--you can still feel GREAT at mile 24.

7.  Relax and ENJOY this.  You are a strong woman or you wouldn't have the courage to sign up.

8.  DO NOT GO OUT TOO FAST.  HOLD BACK. 

9.  A secret ONLY for marathoners.  A training run of 16 miles is far enough--we just do the 18, 20, and 22 milers to PROVE it to ourselves. 

10.  A marathon changes you forever.  You never knew how tough you really are.

11.  Thank God you have such amazing health to line up at the start and HAVE FUN!!

My Training Roller Coaster

There's no magic to running far or climibing Everest.  Endurance is mental strength.  It's all about heart.
~ Bear Grylis

It seems like my blog posts have played out much like a soap opera.  Packed full of high, lows and plenty of drama.  This post is sure to not dissappoint.  haha

Last week brought on a curious set of drama along with many new lessons.  During our 16 mile run I had to stop about 3 miles in.  Over the past several weeks my legs have been seizing up on me and it came to a head that day.  I knew I was in trouble when I swallowed my pride and called my husband at 6:30 am on Saturday to come and get me.  I couldn't run another step.  I thought it was my shoes causing the pain, so I purchased a new pair. 

During Tuesday's run the new shoes helped...a little.  I broke down and saw Dr. Jason Sherrod (Jen Sherrod's, part of our running trio and one of my dearest friends husband) that day and that was one of the best things I could have done.  X-Rays revealed a pretty bad curvature of the spine and out of aligned hips.  The good news is that he can and is fixing it!  Thankfully I went in soon enough.  Sunday's 20 mile run was a breeze (as much of a breeze as 20 miles can be.)  I honestly believe I would not have been able to complete the marathon had I not gone to see him.  Another lesson!

I'm in awe of how far we have come.  I can't believe how long we have been on this journey and how rapidly it is coming to an end.  It wasn't very long ago that I thought 20 miles was totally unreachable and now I've done that and am about to surpass it.  I'm really excited to get back to "normal" life but, I must admit, I will be sad when it is done.

On a side note, making this whole marathon journey even sweeter, last week I accepted a new position in the clinic as the Wellness Program Manager.  My last day in my current position will be the day before the marathon.  One of the programs I will be managing is Center for Healthy Children.  This marathon benefits Center for Healthy Children.  I can't think of a better way to begin my new position...

Training is Officially OVER!!! - Kara

I'm very happy to report that as of yesterday around 9:45am, our training is over! Well, over for the most part... After 16 (twice), 18, 20 (twice) miles, an 8-mile run this weekend is practically a warm-up.
Yesterday, Jen, Jennifer and I set out on our 20-mile trek around 5am, and 4 hours later were more than happy to have our last long training run behind us.

It wasn't the best run I've ever had, in fact it was probably one of the worst-which makes no sense... For the first time, it wasn't hot, raining, or storming, there wasn't any humidity in the air, there were few puddles on the ground to dodge, and even less traffic on the road to watch for (which also means less curb hopping). It was the first time we didn't have to rearrange our schedule to accomodate the weather, etc. All conditions were perfect, except for my body.

It's usually a mental game for me, but yesterday it was my body that was telling me no. The first 10 miles weren't too bad, but the second 10 were painful. My foot hurt, my knees hurt, my hip flexors were screaming at me with every step. So much, that the last 4 miles I think I walked more than I ran. I just kept telling myself that after this run, our training was going to be over, with the hopes that this would keep me going. I also like to repeat "the faster you go, the sooner you'll get there" with all intentions of hoping to speed up the run. haha
Four hours is a long time to be on your feet, much less repetitively pounding them on the pavement. I don't know if it was the bad luck of the draw or if it was just the timing. I've added up my running miles since January and it totaled right around 300. I also have a lot of miles added up on my bike, the elliptical, etc. and those miles aren't even figured in! So this 26.2 is just the grand finale of all of the miles we have put in.

For now, the excitement will be the anticipation of the big day. No more counting down long runs or counting down days. Twelve days remain until the marathon.

Goal = to finish
Finishing = winning

And the countdown begins-Kara

 In my post last week, I explained how I was counting down (or dreading, whatever you want to call it) the days, weeks, and long runs leading up to our big day. Yes, the thought of 26.2 miles seems so unreal to some, but it's only a mere number compared to the hundreds of miles we have logged leading up to the actual marathon. I've been keeping a mileage log and am going to reveal my number after I complete this 26.2 mile feat. One, because I was just curious to know, and two, because I didn't really want to know just how much time, how many miles, and how many shoes I have burned through until it's all said and done.

I e-mailed Jennifer just yesterday about the fact that I have had a countdown calendar on my phone for months now. Triple digits have rolled into double digits. I haven't looked at it in quite some time and when I pulled it up yesterday and the number 19 popped up, it kind of surprised me.
The thing that comes to mind when I saw that number was a shirt that I have seen at numerous marathon expos that reads 'This all seemed like a good idea 3 months ago." It still is a good idea, I just can't believe how fast it's arrived. And now, more than ever, I am ready for it to be here. I am mentally and physically prepared. Physically more than mentally, but once I get "in the zone" of the race, I think it will all be okay. As I keep telling Jennifer, mainly to remind myself more than anything, "We can do this."

Six long runs down, one one go... We've got our last long run, a 20-miler this weekend. Wish us luck...

The Benefits of Wisdom

“Make your ear attentive to wisdom, incline your heart to understanding; for if you cry for discernment, lift your voice for understanding”

Proverbs 2:2-3

The bible is clear on the benefits of wisdom; how important it is to not only seek sound advice but to use the advice that has been given to you.  I, however, have always considered myself rather hard-headed.  I typically don’t take advice.  I like to do things my way.   As I grew older I began to realize that advice may be beneficial but I would still take it with a grain of salt.  Over the past several months, my thoughts on advice had changed drastically.

In my experience, training for a marathon is much like having a baby.  People can tell you what to expect but you don’t really understand until your buried knee deep in it.   Sure, you realize that it’s going to take a lot of time to train, you’re going to be tired, and your body’s going to hurt but just how much can only be experienced.    I’m blessed to be surrounded by experienced marathoners, physical trainers, physical therapists and strong athletes.  I began asking for and using their advice and the results have been my saving grace.  My leg would still be in a world of pain had I not followed the advice of a knee brace change.  I may be seriously injured if I didn’t follow advice to stop running on a long run day.  Cold baths are amazing on hurt legs.  Missing a training run here and there is not the end of the world.

 I can’t wait to use the advice I’ve received for the day of the marathon.  “Make sure you download good, inspirational music on your iPod (and make sure they’re not ringtones.)”  “Have a good mantra you can say over and over when you are exhausted beyond belief.”  “Make sure you pace yourself.”   “Take your water breaks.”   “Remember to have fun and enjoy the race.”

We have less than 3 weeks until our big day.  What a journey it has been.  I will not only cherish this experience, I will remember some of the amazing life lessons I have learned along the way.

Surprise!

http://jonesborooccasions.com/dedicatedmay11.html

Check out this link and/or the May issue! Jennifer and I are the "Dedicated" Story for the May issue of Jonesboro's Occasions Magazine!



T - Four Weeks! (and two more long runs), Kara

For me, not only am I counting down the weeks to our big marathon day, but I am also counting down the long runs until then. We have two more long run weekends, a "taper" day, and then it will be here!

This past weekend, I traveled to Nashville for the Country Music Half Marathon. This is part of the Rock and Roll Series and is one of the largest races in this area. There were approximately 30,000+ runners, the largest race I have ever been in.

The expo leading up to the race is amazing. It's a candy shop for runners. Items we have never seen before, or those we have only heard of or seen in magazines are hanging from a string in front of us. Shoes, clothes, jewelry, nutrition products, socks (socks are very important!), hydration products, etc. are all within an arms reach. It's so cool to have so many items available for purchase, and it's also so neat to have so many healthy active people in one place, for one reason.

I wasn't running this race to set a personal record, heck, I didn't even know I was going to this race until the Wednesday before, so I went into it with a group of friends to pace another teammate/friend. We went into it planning to set a goal time of 2:30 for our friend Lisa, and two and half excruciating hours later, we crossed the finish line with our goal time in sight.

In addition to the half marathon in Nashville on Saturday, I returned home to Jonesboro to complete my 20 mile run with Jennifer on Sunday. It's the most I have ever run at one time, and I was very nervous about completing this distance. No, it was not pretty... But I'm hoping that it was only so sloppy due to my 13 mile distance the day before. Jennifer and Jen led a great route, despite the rain...

I ran over 33 miles in 2 days. Ice, biofreeze, and Aleve, please!

Three more weekends, two more long runs. We can do this...

Lisa's Personal Pacers

Team 2:30

MJ, Lisa, Addy and I

4-30-11

Jennifer - And the Confidence Builds…

Running tells us the good news about ourselves.

As you’ve read from my blog posts, the past several weeks have been quite a challenge for me both mentally and physically.   Struggling with a knee injury, several bad runs and just an overall self-defeating attitude towards the marathon had really taken a toll on me.  Last Sunday it all came to a head at about 13 miles into our 18 mile run.  I was faced with a runner’s worst nightmare; the wall.  That’s when your body tells your brain “um, it’s time to quit now.  You cannot move another inch.”   If it weren’t for my most amazing running partners, someone would have had to pick me up on a curb somewhere between Matthews and Washington.  I completed those 18 miles and gained some more insight into how I can overcome that wall if it makes its presence known again.

I decided after that run that part of my training was going to include getting as much sleep as I possibly could last week.  I was worn out both physically and mentally.  And that’s exactly what I did; no cross training and only 1 day of running during the week.  I slept until I absolutely had to get up.  And it worked wonders!

This morning was our first 20 miler.  We woke up to thunder and lightning so we had to postpone it for an hour.  Just as we got started I realized I forgot my ever-so-necessary knee brace.  I contemplated going back and getting it for about ½ mile and decided there was no way I could successfully complete 20 without it.  When I got back to the car my legs started cramping up and it began to rain.  I argued with myself the entire drive back home as to whether or not I would persevere through this.  My bed sounded much better than fighting pain in the pouring rain.  Without thinking I grabbed my brace and headed back out.  Thankfully they were only a couple of miles into the run so I only lacked about a mile really.  I finished strong!  What a difference a week makes!  Between rest and my legs just plain getting used to running more miles, it was like I was dealing with a totally different body!  We had a great time running in the rain.  We were drenched but it actually felt pretty good.  We got back to our cars just as the next thunderstorm was hitting us.  God granted us that perfect little 4 hour window to complete our goal.

Prayerfully my self-defeating attitude is now under wraps.  I have no doubt in my mind now that I can complete 26.2 .  The good news my body told me today was that it was getting stronger.  And each week for the next 4 weeks it will only get stronger.  Of course, this week is back to normal training but I believe I’m more capable of handling it now.  I’m finally excited about completing this marathon.  I look forward to the final 4 weeks of training.

Half-Marathon, Kara

I had a new outfit all picked out, a grey Nike dri-fit top with matching tiffany blue shorts to wear for the half-marathon on Saturday. Needless to say, they are still on the hanger. Saturday mornings temperature hovered around 45 degrees with wind gusts from 25-30mph. Cold temperatures I don't mind. Wind, I do mind. My hands are still cold!

Despite the weather, almost 300 5K and around 125 half-marathon runners gathered at the start line at 7am Saturday morning to compete. My goal was to run with three other ladies in my Sole Sisters group. MJ, who has been battling hip/knee issues since December; Tammy, who has not run a half since last year; and Lauren, who was a first-timer, only running up to 8 miles in preparation for this race (which she decided to do the night before!) I had my 2:20 pace band wrapped around my SPI belt and was anal about keeping watch over our times at each mile.

The first three miles weren't so bad - The middle 7 miles were flat, yet extremely windy - And the final 3 miles were, well, hilly. But nonetheless, we all four crossed the finish line together, with a time of 2:18:30.
It wasn't the hardest thing I've ever done; it wasn't the most miles I've ever done, but I can say that it was one of the windiest runs that I have ever had. Between the cold and the wind, we'll just say I was an interesting sight trying to get out of bed yesterday!

The best part about it was the girls I had by my side. Sometimes, that's more important to me than being able to say that I had a personal record. Being able to run with three others definitely made this race one of my most memorable. And to the injured, the year-offer, and to the rookie, I honestly think that they feel the same way!

Tammy, Me, MJ, and Lauren (far right)



Wind is not my friend - Jennifer

I don’t think you can become an outstanding runner unless you get a certain amount of enjoyment out of the suffering.  You have to enjoy absorbing, controlling it and – ultimately – overcoming it.

Derek Clayton

The marathon is now less than 6 weeks away.  I would say that I almost see the light at the end of the tunnel if it weren’t for some extremely long runs that we have ahead of us.    We have an 18 miler next weekend and two 20 milers looming over our heads.

I weaseled my way out of the ½ marathon Saturday and ran with one of my very dear friends whom I haven’t spent time with in a while.  My thoughts were that 13 miles would go by super fast because we had so much to catch up on.  It would be a breeze. Well, when you have wind gusts of around 25 miles per hours, running is not a “breeze.”  Cold, windy and cloudy would best describe the weather that day.  To add even more difficulty to our run, we chose a very hilly route.  Most of the run was spent fighting the wind and moving uphill.  It was difficult to have a good conversation because I was out of breath most of the time.  It took us longer to complete 13 miles then I care to admit.  I came home exhausted and hurting.   I’m looking outside as I write this, which happens to be the following morning, and it’s bright, sunny with just a slight breeze (enough to cool you off.)  There’s a sad irony to that…

I’m struggling mentally with that run.  I keep thinking “that was only ½ way, there’s no way I could have gone longer.”  The reality is that, had I been mentally prepared for more, I could have.  It would have been a struggle but I would have completed it.  I keep trying to tell myself that.  That run does make me more concerned about the mileage I’m putting in during the week though.  I feel like I need to become more comfortable with the pain and the only way to do that is to wear out my legs.  So I guess I’ll be adding another running day into the mix.

Second Long Run! - Kara

Yesterday, Jennifer and I completed our second long run - if you want to call it that. We cut back to only ten miles because there is a half marathon this upcoming weekend and we didn't want to wear our legs out too much.
We ran at 5am, and it was already 72 degrees. Hard to believe that two weeks ago we were still in pants and sleeves, last week we were in pants and short sleeves, and this week we were already in shorts and tanks. In addition to the heat, we also were under a wind advisory, so gusts of 20-30mph accompanied the heat. As I told Jennifer, it was so hot and humid that the wind gusts were actually a relief. That's Arkansas for you... And by the time our marathon rolls around at the end of May, it's likely to be 90 degrees. You never know around here!
Jennifer had a great run and was a few minutes ahead of me. I took my time and tried to maintain a constant pace... practicing for the half-marathon.

The half-marathon is this Saturday, April 16th here in Jonesboro. It starts and finishes in and around the convocation center. There is a 5K, half-marathon, and a 10, 20, and 50 mile bike ride. I am not going to "race" this event. I pushed myself so hard during the LR Half-Marathon that it took my body weeks to recover. Instead, I am going to try to keep a steady pace and to just have fun!

Less than seven weeks to go!

Going the Distance - Jennifer

“I may have days when I feel like I can’t run a marathon, but I have a lifetime of knowing that I have.”

I saw the above quote the other day when I was searching for just the right 26.2 bumper sticker to go on my car.  If you know me, you know I run these races for the sticker! Haha I guess, for me, that sticker is a daily reminder that I can achieve anything I put my mind to.  I was practically in tears when I was finally able to put that 13.1 sticker on and will be equally as excited when the 26.2 goes on as well.  In the past I would get so frustrated with myself because I would start things and never see them through to completion.  Through all the pain, frustration and many, many instances of wanting to quit; I saw that goal to completion.

So the quote above is what is going to get me through these next couple of months and probably what I will be saying to myself towards the end of the race.  These next couple of months are going to tough.  My left leg has been hurting quite a bit for over a week now.  The positive side is that once it gets warmed up, it doesn’t hurt; it’s the first little bit of the run and all the other time when I’m not running that it gives me trouble.  I can live with that...at least for the next couple of months.

This past Saturday, as Kara mentioned, was a big day for us.  We climbed to 16 miles; the furthest distance I have ever run.  The weather was gorgeous with a wonderful breeze, you could not have asked for better weather to run 3 hours in.  This was also the first time that Kara and I ran together.  We both have the same outlook and goals with this race so, I believe, we will make a great race team.  I wasn’t nearly as tired as I expected to be and that is extremely encouraging.  I’m beginning to get excited and can’t wait to put that new sticker on my car. J

First Long Run! - Kara

Jennifer and I completed our first long run this past Saturday. It was her first time to run over 13.1 miles and my first time to run this distance in over 5 months. It took us just over 3 hours to complete the 16 mile journey and put us one week closer to running our first marathon!

In addition to our 3-4 time per week nightly runs, our long runs will be completed on Saturday or Sunday mornings. Here's the rest of our long run schedule:
April 10th, 10 miles
April 16th, 13.1 (Half-Marathon in Jonesboro)
April 23rd, 18 miles
April 30th, 20 miles

May 7th, 16 miles
May 14th, 20 miles
May 21st, 8 miles
May 28th, 26.2, Marathon Day!!!

Training isn't always easy, especially when you aren't feeling up to par - Kara

"If you don't risk anything you risk even more." ~Erica Jong

Post my Little Rock Half-Marathon high, I got sick.
I was more sore than I have ever been in my entire running career.
Running more miles than I had done since I injured my foot in October, pushing myself as hard as I could, and then being sick and laying around for a few days took a toll on my body. I didn't run an entire week post LR. I did a 5K faster than I had planned the following Saturday, and then re-pulled whatever tightness was in my right hip flexor. I took off another few days, tried speedwork - bad idea, and re-injured my thigh. I tried to run during our group "long run" and ended up walking more than I ran and only made it about 4 miles.

Last week was Spring Break, and though I took my running shoes with me, my feet were squeezed into boots and snapped into skis the entire week and though I was exercising and working my legs, I did not run a single step.
That's the way it goes sometimes. Miles written out on paper don't add up to miles on the road. And here we are, 60 days away from our first marathon, and Jennifer and I are planning out our last (and bulk of the majority of) long mileage runs. Eight more weekends, 120 more miles of long runs (not including our week-day runs) and our big day will be here. I'm more excited now than ever, and hoping that our bodies will hold out long enough for us to make this dream a reality.

My leg is still sore/tight, but I was able to pull out 5 miles last night. I've got about 25 more miles scheduled for the week so wish me luck!

Week 3 – Jennifer

The challenge of a significant physical journey on foot unleashes some primitive connections to our identity as human beings.

Jeff Galloway

Training last week started rough but ended great!  I logged 21 miles last week total.  I would have logged 25 but decided sleep was more important to me on Tuesday. Haha And I completed the very important cross training on the days off from running.

Sunday I began increasing mileage again.  Up until that day, I had been very insecure about completing a full marathon.  Our long run the week before was horrible for me.  Those were the hardest 7 miles I had completed in a long time.  They left me feeling defeated.  My legs ached and I had to walk several times.  I decided to try a different approach this last weekend during our12 mile run. I began at a slower pace and just relaxed and enjoyed the run.  It ended up being the best 12 miles I have ever run.  I still ran a good steady pace but I think taking the pressure off did wonders for me.  I believe I put so much pressure on myself when I go into training that I end up having some of my worst runs.  The best part about that run was that I ended with plenty of energy to spare.  That gave me the confidence I needed to be certain that I can complete the 26.2.

I still have a long way to go before I feel totally ready to conquer the marathon but at least my mental state of mind is finally lining up to where it needs to be.

Jennifer - Cross training and the difference it has made for me

Thought is cause: experience is effect. If you don't like the effects in your life, you have to change the nature of your thinking.~ Marianne Williamson

I have always thought of myself as a fairly slow runner.  It was always more important to me to run long distances; even if it meant slowing down considerably to do so.  It wasn’t until last year that I decided I needed to increase my speed.

When I began training with my running group, speed with distance became somewhat of a necessity.  I was running an 11-12 minute mile while the rest of the group was running a roughly 8-10 minute mile.  Now, if you’ve ever spent any time with me, you know that finding my way from point A to point B is not my strong point.  Thankfully my running group is composed of some of the most compassionate, understanding people on the planet because I have received numerous calls from them during a run that all begin the same way “Jennifer, WHERE are you?”  To which I would reply “I have no idea!”  Somehow, someway my sense of direction managed to take me in a wrong direction and I end up in a completely different place.  They would get in their cars or run to me.  They are the best.  So, needless to say, I began to get very determined to increase my speed. 

At that point, my only exercise was running.  I never felt the need to lift weights or to do any other type of cardio.  I felt that cross training was only for hard-core athletes.  So when I decided I wanted to increase speed, I just worked on running. Each time I would attempt to go faster my legs would not cooperate and my joints would be in pain.  Speed work left me exhausted and winded with minimal speed increases.  I began doing some research and talking to other runners.

I found out that my core muscles needed to be strengthened.  I began with reverse lunges before every run along with my stretching routine.  It took about a month to notice a difference but I slowly began creeping up on the group.  Then I added other exercises such as plank pose and noticed I was getting stronger every day.  It was when I began to add a formal cross training routine to my days off from running that I really saw a significant improvement in my speed.  I lift weights and do cardio exercises for 30 minutes on Mondays and Wednesdays along with running Tuesdays, Thursdays, Fridays and Saturdays.  It’s not an easy workout regimine but it has been well worth it.  The best part about increasing speed was that it was almost an effortless transition from slow to fast.  The muscles were stronger and therefore picking up my legs became a lot easier.  I barely noticed I was moving faster.  I transitioned from an 11-12 minute mile to 8-9 minute mile in about 6 months.  I owe this progress to cross training and, of course, my running group who pushed me and didn’t even realize it.

I’ve also noticed other benefits I’ve received from my cross training routine.  I’m not as prone to injury as I used to be, I have more energy and, overall, I’m stronger.  It’s not always easy to add yet another thing to my week but the benefits have outweighed any sleep deprivation I may incur.

Half Marathon Success - Kara

After hurting my foot and being out 10 weeks, and just starting back in January, I didn't set any high expectations for my first half marathon of the year. This was my fifth half marathon, and after training for my marathon and working up to 18 miles, I must say that a half marathon isn't so grim anymore. It was actually the most fun I have ever had while running.

The Little Rock Marathon was held on Sunday March 6th and drew in approximately 3,700 half marathoners and 2,100 marathon runners. My group of Sole Sisters totaled 14 participants. Four of which did the half marathon, and ten did the full marathon-many for the first time. Little Rock offers the largest medal for the marathon and many of my teammates thought that if they were going to do this, they were going to do the hardest course with the largest reward. And they did. Everyone did so amazing. I am so happy and proud of everyone who completed the race and who is now able to call themselves a marathoner. It's an amazing title that so few can claim.

I personally had a great run. Mile #8 is usually my wall when I start to second guess why I am even running, but for this race, I made it to mile 10 before the pain set in. My 10K time was 59:43 and I felt stronger than ever. But slightly after mile 10, I got a side stitch in my right side, then the left, then my foot started hurting. So holding both sides and slightly changing my gate, I completed the last three miles of the race. Not only did I finish, but I set a personal record at 2:08:51. I know that I am never going to win a race, but I try to set a goal for myself to beat my own time. This gives me something to work toward and to look forward to.

One of my favorite things about Little Rock was the variety in participants. Some large, some small, and so many were physically challenged. Some were in regular wheelchairs, some were using hand pedaled bikes. I saw several with one limb, one gentleman who was deaf, and even one man who was blind. The blind man had another guy on his left side as his guide.
This is one of the first races that I have become emotional. I was just so happy to be able to run after having to set out two big races in the fall and I think to the times when my legs hurt, or when my feet get heavy and start to drag and never think about the wonderful ability that I have even to be able to run. The feeling of the pavement beneath me or the fact that I can see each step I am taking or the beauty of my surroundings, and I surely can't imagine not being able to listen to my ipod while I'm running - not only does it help drown out the pain, it helps me create a rhythm of my steps.

Not only were the participants inspiring, but the thousands of volunteers, friends, and family members that were lined up alongside the race route holding water, gatorade, orange slices, encouraging signs, etc. were so motivational. Our race bibs had our names on them, and it was so wonderful to hear complete strangers shouting out to you from the sides, especially as the miles started piling up behind me and the pain started setting in. There was one more new feature, "Marathon Tracks," which teamed LR with social media on facebook and twitter. I entered my facebook information and it automatically updated my facebook page as I was running. It updated at the start, 10K, and finish. So I knew that my friends and family back home were keeping up with my time, and as always, I wanted to make them proud.

LR was a great race and I was so happy to participate and to be a part of something so special. Thank you Little Rock for putting on such a great race and congratulations to my Sole Sisters and all of the other participants who complete the half marathon or full marathon.

Training Runs - Kara

I have my first half marathon of the year this upcoming Sunday in Little Rock so I don't have any eventful training news to post for the week. It's been an easy one leading up to the big day!

I think there are around 12 of us Sole Sisters headed to the state capitol to run amongst the thousands of runners from across the US. Four of us are running the half marathon (13.1 miles) and the rest of the group is running the full marathon (26.2 miles). We have a lot of injuries so we will see who all is able to keep going once the first half is over. Little Rock offers the largest medal so many of my group thought that if they were going to do a full, this one would offer the best hardware. I'll be sure to post a photo next week! These medals are huge compared to all other races-you'll see!

I wanted to take this opportunity to share my training method...

I use Runners World "Smart Coach" to plan out my training log. This is awesome, it is free, and I hope that you check it out!

If you go to http://www.runnersworld.com/ and scroll down about half way on the page, there is an option called "Smart Coach". Once this link is clicked (and you join, it's free!) then you can create your own custom training plan. It's great because you can use it to train 1 mile, 2 miles, a 5K, half-marathon or even full-marathon. It's available for everyone to use at their own pace!

For those of you who are following Jennifer and I as we train for this marathon, I encourage you to think about planning your own race! In addition to the marathon and relay-marathon on May 28th, there is also a 5K run/walk (3.1 miles). This is a great way to get started and at this point, you still have plenty of time to train to walk or run this event.

Don't know where to run? http://www.mapmyrun.com/ is another free site that allows you to plot your own route, or to view the routes of other runners! I use this a lot to help find a route, and my group also uses this to e-mail the route to each other so we can plan our long group runs together! (Or maybe I should say together-without getting lost!)

Week 1 Training - Jennifer

Do a little more each day than you think you possibly can.
-Lowell Thomas

This week can best be described as one of those “mental” weeks that we runners struggle with from time to time.  For me, overcoming my brain is often times more difficult than putting in the mileage.

My first “official” week of training for the marathon began with a sinus infection – yuck!  When you’re running, breathing is very necessary so, needless to say, it made for a rough start to the week.  I completely missed my 4-mile Tuesday run.

I felt better Thursday but that day came with a challenge all its own.  I awakened to pouring rain.  Anyone who runs with me knows, I can endure from extreme heat and humidity to 20 degree temperatures but I CANNOT handle beginning my run in the rain.  It took everything in me to get dressed and leave the house.  By the grace of God, it stopped raining before we began and didn’t start again until just after we finished.  5 miles accomplished and an obstacle overcome (at least for that day.)

Friday’s 4-miler was OK. I still struggled with my breathing a bit and an old injury seemed to be making a minor comeback.

Sunday began my ascent towards 26.2.  I increased mileage from 8 to 10.5.  It was a tough day for me.  My left leg began giving me a lot more trouble (I injured it a year and ½ ago and it’s never been the same since.)  After 2 miles I thought, “I don’t even know how I’m going to get through the next 8, let alone another 24!”  About half way through, my leg no longer ached and I was able to finish strong.  I could have very easily said, “I just can’t do this today” and quit after 2 miles.  Another obstacle overcome.

While last week was tough it was one of those amazing growth experiences I live for.  It reminds me why I run.  I initially began running to stay physically active, be with friends and clear my head.  I continue to run because of all the lessons it has taught me.  I am stronger not just physically but mentally.  I’ve learned to be patient when working toward my desired outcome.  I’ve learned pain is not always a bad thing.  I’ve learned my body can endure way more than I give it credit for.  And, above all else, I’m learning how to take control of my thoughts and make them work for me.  I don’t know if I’ll ever master this lesson but I know I’ll keep trying.

Jennifer's Bio

My entire life I’ve been active.  At the age of 3 I began dancing and continued through college.  As a child/young adult, I never liked doing things active outdoors.  My happy place was in a studio with hardwood floors, mirrors and a ballet bar.  I danced competitively and was at the studio more often than not as a child.  When I went into high school I was on cheer and dance team.  In college I kept up with my discipline by enrolling in dance classes and I kept my fitness up by attending the gym regularly.  A marriage and 2 children later; fitness, let alone dancing, was the furthest thing from my mind.  I would exercise every now and then but not anything near like I used to.

In 2004 I became mysteriously ill.  I had no energy, all my joints ached and I slept most of my day away.  I had to quit a job I loved dearly because I just couldn’t get out of bed.  After a year or more of seeing many doctors and every one of them saying there’s nothing wrong with me, I finally received a diagnosis of Fibromyalgia.  I had a choice to make:  I could succumb to this syndrome and spend the rest of my life on the couch or I could get up and fight.  I chose to fight.  I read all I could on the syndrome and determined that a lot of my illness could be controlled through diet and exercise.  That’s when I began to run.  It was very difficult to get up and move at first.  I began very slowly with just walking one lap in the mall.  Then I went to 2 laps.  After awhile I decided I wanted to run a little bit.  I couldn’t run a minute without being completely out of breath but I kept at it.  When I would run, I’d think about what it would be like to finish a half marathon.  I made it my goal, although at that time it seemed highly unreachable. 

January 2010 I decided I was ready to conquer my half marathon goal.  I began training regularly.  In July I began running with the “Running Dawgs”, a local running group comprised of amazingly godly women.   With their help, I became a stronger runner than I had ever imagined and completed my half marathon goal just this past September.



Faithful Running Dawgs!
Heart & Sole 1/2 Marathon
September 2010



I never thought, in a million years, that I would be training for a marathon but here I am!  I rarely have flare-ups from my Fibromyalgia and when I do, stretching and a good run usually takes care it.  I love being outdoors now!  I love seeing different parts of the city I wouldn’t otherwise see.  I enjoy getting acclimated to the different seasons; I feel it’s made me a stronger runner.  I love sharing my passion for running with other ladies.  It makes the 4am wake-up calls much easier when you know you are spending it with great women!  I’m excited to mark this next conquest off my list!

Kara's Bio

I began running in the spring of 2007, with the help of a state-wide program called "Women Can Run"  that teaches women how to complete their first 5K. I ran thru the summer, when I was plagued with a back injury that kept me off of my feet until the spring of 2008. This is when I began competing in RRAC events.

Jonesboro is blessed to have RRAC, the Ridge Rider Athletic Club, that promotes health, fitness, and competition in Northeast Arkansas. I am a competitive person and need to set goals to have something to accomplish. After playing volleyball, basketball, and tennis in high school, my thirst for competition was fulfilled with women's rugby at ASU. Once out of college, I needed yet another sport to fuel my competitive drive, and I found running.

I always thought that running was a talent that one was born with, not something that an average individual could step onto the road and accomplish easily. Running was boring and hard, and I found it hard to focus when my thoughts seemed to take over my body while I was trying to simply put one foot in front of the other. As it turns out, I think running is as much of a mental sport as it is physical. Some good music on my ipod, and good friends by my side always makes it easier.

You see, I run with a group called the "Sole Sisters." I'll never forget the day I mentioned to Paula Panneck (our "ring-leader") that I was interested in running a half marathon (a goal at this time that I thought was unattainable). Well as soon as she got home, she sent out an email that I was part of the group. I knew at that point that there was no backing out now!

Joining the Sole Sisters was the best thing that has ever happened to my running career. It's much easier to run when you have a set schedule and a group of women to keep you accountable. They are friends that have turned into family and have been there thru thick and thin.

At this point, I have completed around twenty-five 5K (3.1 miles) races and four half marathons (13.1 miles). This does not include the hours and miles leading up to events... It takes days, weeks, and months to prepare for half marathons... Which lead me to training for my first marathon, which was scheduled for December 4th. As it turns out, I didn't exactly make it... I got severe tendonitis in my left foot on October 31st, as a result of my first 18 mile training run. So instead of running beside my fellow Sole Sisters, I was forced to wear a boot (fun!) for 8 weeks, and rest two weeks before running again at the beginning of 2011.

So, here we are... I completed 10 miles on Saturday and have my first half-marathon (since returning) in just two weeks. Miles and miles to go training for this marathon on May 28th!
26.2, here we come!

Website Launched!

The marathon is official and the website has launched!

Fitness Bootcamp Unlimited and NEA Baptist Clinic are proud sponsors of the 5K Fun Run, Relay Marathon, and Marathon, all of which benefit NEA Baptist Clinic's very own Center for Healthy Children!

http://www.jonesboromarathon.com/