Rupert West Stake 5k
August 13, 2011
I knew I was going to sign up for another race after the one in Ririe. I looked at the Teton Running website and found one not too far from me. I was about to sign up when my sister-in-law suggested that we come to Rupert and participate in a run that is put on by their stake. I love that they call this "Fit for the Kingdom" not sure why that makes me smile. Of course I thought I would love to go down and see their family and the run was "for freeeeeeeeee." (Ok pretend like I sounded like Adam Sandler from Bedtime Stories).
We decided to drive down the night before so the cousins could spend some time playing (fighting). We had a great time with the family but I can say I was not as prepared to run as I would like to have been. I was really tired. We got all dressed and drove the short distance to the church. It was myself, my sister-in-law, and my fourteen year old daughter who decided to be brave and try to run. Can I just say we looked cute. You will have to take my word for it until I get the pictures.
The run was rural (ummm hello you don't get much more rural then Rupert) but it was nice. The weather was great for running. At first I did not know how to act with my daughter there. Was I supposed to run with her? Could I go at my own pace? Finally I told her that as long as she could keep up with me we would run together. This did not turn out to be a problem since she had to tie her shoe after 100 yards. I told her to catch up and I never saw her until she came across the line. I was proud of her for finishing.
Race time for fourth 5k: 35:42
A few things I learned from this race: 1) Make sure you have an understanding with your running buddies 2) Don't worry if you are running with someone faster than you and 3) This freeeee race was the most expensive I have run with the cost of gas, but also the most enjoyable.
Monday, August 29, 2011
Thursday, August 25, 2011
Supporting the community
Ririe Days/ Kelly Canyon 5k
July 16th 2011
The day of my 3rd race was a Saturday (actually they have all been on Saturdays). I was excited to run in Ririe to help celebrate Ririe Days. I try and support the community I work in as much as possible. The whole family made the trip with me this time. I also had two good friends running with me. When I get there I also find my grandparents and my parents have shown up to support me. This is the first race I have had this many people there and it made me nervous. You would think that it would make me feel at ease...but no way.
Just a little note here...I never eat before a race. I guess some people do, but not me. I always feel sick immediately following a race (and actually right before...nerves are still a problem). I have heard that if you actually throw up then you know that you ran hard. I am terrified to be someone that comes over the finish line and throws up to be caught in someones (probably mine) Kodak moment.
We line up to race. I have been talking to my racing buddies...the gun fires and we are off. The race is very rural...well because Ririe is about as rural as you can get. It is a really nice race and just warm enough. I was feeling pretty good. A little breeze...scenery is nice to watch as I am passing by.
Another note here...I love races that have water stations along the way....seriously I know in my heart that 5k is not that far, but I love that the race coordinators think about us. Kudos to Ririe for this!
I cross the finish line to find my whole family waiting and cheering for me. It was so nice. I was very overwhelmed by it all. Maybe they are the reason I came in with a time of 36:12...once again beating my time. I was there to watch my running buddies come across the finish line.
Thanks to my dad I actually had pictures of me racing so check them out.
What I learned from this race is...that it is great to have family pulling for you.
July 16th 2011
The day of my 3rd race was a Saturday (actually they have all been on Saturdays). I was excited to run in Ririe to help celebrate Ririe Days. I try and support the community I work in as much as possible. The whole family made the trip with me this time. I also had two good friends running with me. When I get there I also find my grandparents and my parents have shown up to support me. This is the first race I have had this many people there and it made me nervous. You would think that it would make me feel at ease...but no way.
Just a little note here...I never eat before a race. I guess some people do, but not me. I always feel sick immediately following a race (and actually right before...nerves are still a problem). I have heard that if you actually throw up then you know that you ran hard. I am terrified to be someone that comes over the finish line and throws up to be caught in someones (probably mine) Kodak moment.
We line up to race. I have been talking to my racing buddies...the gun fires and we are off. The race is very rural...well because Ririe is about as rural as you can get. It is a really nice race and just warm enough. I was feeling pretty good. A little breeze...scenery is nice to watch as I am passing by.
Another note here...I love races that have water stations along the way....seriously I know in my heart that 5k is not that far, but I love that the race coordinators think about us. Kudos to Ririe for this!
I cross the finish line to find my whole family waiting and cheering for me. It was so nice. I was very overwhelmed by it all. Maybe they are the reason I came in with a time of 36:12...once again beating my time. I was there to watch my running buddies come across the finish line.
Thanks to my dad I actually had pictures of me racing so check them out.
What I learned from this race is...that it is great to have family pulling for you.
Friday, August 19, 2011
Showing my Skillz at the Skiller 5k
Skiller 5k
June 4th 2011
I signed up for my second race the day I got home from running the M.A.D. I was on pure adrenalin then and I don't know if I was thinking straight. I found this race on the Teton Running Company website (by the way those guys down there are so awesome). So I signed up and once again had race registration remorse. Both races thus far had been for good causes, the first one for Donny Osmond hearing and the Skiller a scholarship fund for a Hillcrest student who passed away. I figured even if I chickened out I was giving a charitable contribution.
This race was held along the Greenbelt and started at Snake River Landing Pier. I remember getting there (with my hubby this time). There was a cool breeze...almost too cool...thank you makers of UnderArmour!! We had some time before the race to talk to people. Brandon (my hubby) is a Hillcrest alumni and I had the opportunity to student teach many of the kids that I saw gathered around.
After a few announcements we headed to the starting line. I remember them telling us not to knock anyone down (we were running straight through the Farmer's Market). I could just imagine someone (or myself) knocking over a stand of vegetables. At the gun...(freaks me out every time) we ran through the market and then onto the Greenbelt. This race was great. I loved running by the water. The horrible part was the end of the race. Perhaps the last 1/2 mile, we had to run down a dirt road and turn back. This is where I learned that I HATE running on loose gravel. It didn't matter though because 39 minutes and 26 seconds later I ran across the finish line.
The things I gained from my second race were these: 1) A better time than my first race and 2) A deep love for Orange Leaf (Yummm yummm we got free frozen yogurt) and 3) The knowledge that this chubby girl can run!
June 4th 2011
I signed up for my second race the day I got home from running the M.A.D. I was on pure adrenalin then and I don't know if I was thinking straight. I found this race on the Teton Running Company website (by the way those guys down there are so awesome). So I signed up and once again had race registration remorse. Both races thus far had been for good causes, the first one for Donny Osmond hearing and the Skiller a scholarship fund for a Hillcrest student who passed away. I figured even if I chickened out I was giving a charitable contribution.
This race was held along the Greenbelt and started at Snake River Landing Pier. I remember getting there (with my hubby this time). There was a cool breeze...almost too cool...thank you makers of UnderArmour!! We had some time before the race to talk to people. Brandon (my hubby) is a Hillcrest alumni and I had the opportunity to student teach many of the kids that I saw gathered around.
After a few announcements we headed to the starting line. I remember them telling us not to knock anyone down (we were running straight through the Farmer's Market). I could just imagine someone (or myself) knocking over a stand of vegetables. At the gun...(freaks me out every time) we ran through the market and then onto the Greenbelt. This race was great. I loved running by the water. The horrible part was the end of the race. Perhaps the last 1/2 mile, we had to run down a dirt road and turn back. This is where I learned that I HATE running on loose gravel. It didn't matter though because 39 minutes and 26 seconds later I ran across the finish line.
The things I gained from my second race were these: 1) A better time than my first race and 2) A deep love for Orange Leaf (Yummm yummm we got free frozen yogurt) and 3) The knowledge that this chubby girl can run!
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
First Race...
M.A.D Dash 5k
May 14, 2011
Ok, so I had been following the Couch to 5k program (not very consistently) and I decided to sign up for my first 5k. The race was the M.A.D. Marathon which also had a 5k, 10k, and Half. I remember the day of the race. I got up and ready. Taking my time tying my running shoes and putting on my sweet shirt. (I still LOVE race shirts). I was so nervous.
My hubby was already gone...I think it was Finals week. So I woke up my 14 year old so she could watch the others. I got in the car and drove across town. I seriously thought about going somewhere else...just skipping the race entirely. I had plenty of reasons not to run (don't we all). I had just lost a grandfather who was so dear to me and hadn't run in a week or two. Who was I kidding anyway? 3.2 miles might as well have been 32 miles. I guess I forgot that I wasn't going because I ended up there.
The race was a rural residential race. I had to park pretty far from the starting line. There were so many people there. I was surprised by that. I was also shocked by all the different types of people...tall, skinny, short, chubby, old, young. I realized, as we were told to go to the starting line, that I had a problem. I was going to have to run with my keys in my hand. Being a beginning runner, I had no idea this was going to be a problem. This is when I learned it is a great advantage to have someone at the finish line. They can not only hold your stuff, but then you know that you have to get back to them in order to get it back.
That is when I found a friend (thank goodness) that I did not know was running. She handed my keys to her husband. We lined up and then found another lady I knew. It was kind of exciting. Then the race began. It is quite the adrenalin rush. I kept telling myself no matter what I was not going to be last...and guess what?? I wasn't. I did not run the whole thing. (Yes, I walked part of it...and I found out that some runners are a bit biased against walk-runners). What I can say is that I finished...my final time was 40:57, but I finished.
This first race really got me thinking about doing it again..so I signed up for another race in July. Running is never easy for me...I huff and I puff and most the time feel like I am going to fall down, but I don't.
My mantra started with this first race: run...chubby girl...run!
May 14, 2011
Ok, so I had been following the Couch to 5k program (not very consistently) and I decided to sign up for my first 5k. The race was the M.A.D. Marathon which also had a 5k, 10k, and Half. I remember the day of the race. I got up and ready. Taking my time tying my running shoes and putting on my sweet shirt. (I still LOVE race shirts). I was so nervous.
My hubby was already gone...I think it was Finals week. So I woke up my 14 year old so she could watch the others. I got in the car and drove across town. I seriously thought about going somewhere else...just skipping the race entirely. I had plenty of reasons not to run (don't we all). I had just lost a grandfather who was so dear to me and hadn't run in a week or two. Who was I kidding anyway? 3.2 miles might as well have been 32 miles. I guess I forgot that I wasn't going because I ended up there.
The race was a rural residential race. I had to park pretty far from the starting line. There were so many people there. I was surprised by that. I was also shocked by all the different types of people...tall, skinny, short, chubby, old, young. I realized, as we were told to go to the starting line, that I had a problem. I was going to have to run with my keys in my hand. Being a beginning runner, I had no idea this was going to be a problem. This is when I learned it is a great advantage to have someone at the finish line. They can not only hold your stuff, but then you know that you have to get back to them in order to get it back.
That is when I found a friend (thank goodness) that I did not know was running. She handed my keys to her husband. We lined up and then found another lady I knew. It was kind of exciting. Then the race began. It is quite the adrenalin rush. I kept telling myself no matter what I was not going to be last...and guess what?? I wasn't. I did not run the whole thing. (Yes, I walked part of it...and I found out that some runners are a bit biased against walk-runners). What I can say is that I finished...my final time was 40:57, but I finished.
This first race really got me thinking about doing it again..so I signed up for another race in July. Running is never easy for me...I huff and I puff and most the time feel like I am going to fall down, but I don't.
My mantra started with this first race: run...chubby girl...run!
Sunday, August 14, 2011
Run...Chubby Girl...Run
This blog will detail a chubby girl's adventures in running. Yes, I prefer the word "chubby" to that other word "fat." I started running awhile ago to lose weight and feel better. I was very inconsistent in my running because I seriously lacked motivation and had this crazy thing going on called Life. With four kids and a teaching job it was so hard to find the time and the ENERGY. To this date I have run four 5ks and plan on doing two more before the snow flies here in Idaho.
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