tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-59547825020290888672024-02-19T18:20:58.652-06:00Happiness isn't something you experience; it's something you remember. --Oscar Levant...Just a girl who loves sports, fitness, motivation, and THE CUBS because she will always believe this is the year...Cubbiegirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11946108837113252068noreply@blogger.comBlogger91125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954782502029088867.post-43462754835392729172014-10-12T12:01:00.002-05:002014-10-12T12:01:19.859-05:00Long Time no UpdateLife has been going fantastic! I haven't run a race in over a year and I am ok with that! I have accomplished just as much this year as I did in the past few when I was running/biking all the time! I am itching to do another race, but not a marathon again just yet. Two years ago today I ran the Chicago Marathon and loved every minute of it. Then the reality set in of what I had put my body through for months leading up to the race. I had to stop lifting, playing volleyball, and ALL that carb loading. It caught up with me. I have always been an active person, but for the first time in my life I gained wait while doing something so active. I was afraid I was going to get hurt, so I followed the rules and stopped doing anything but RUNNING. Now today two years later I am stronger, leaner, and only 6 pounds away from the weight I was that day I ran a marathon. The year after the marathon I slowly go back into lifting and running less. I ran another half marathon, but since then I haven't ran another race. I did complete a century bike ride and took up a new workout routine....Cross-fit.<br />
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I am satisfied with the progress I am making in my fitness level. Daily I push myself to be better, faster, and stronger than I was the day before. I am finding my body has been transformed. My clothes fit different, my body moves different. I have a long way to go, but my nutrition is finally catching up with the body I would like to create. Cross-fit gets ripped on by many people, but I am happy I found it. I can't wait to see what my body looks like next year at this time!<br />
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Cubbiegirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11946108837113252068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954782502029088867.post-17457878349654322392013-11-10T18:17:00.003-06:002013-11-10T18:17:21.751-06:00Took it to the Next LevelI took a intro to Crossfit type of class for two months this summer and became hooked. Now in my 3rd month of Crossfit and I am seeing my body change and do things I never thought would ever be possible!<br />
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I still have a long way to go, but my body is getting tighter and stronger every day! I love how much energy and excitement I have each day. Pushing my body to this next level has been fun too!<br />
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Once I get the extra weight off I would like to incorporate more long distance running back into my training. That is the only thing that I am lacking with Crossfit. <br />
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<br />Cubbiegirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11946108837113252068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954782502029088867.post-52592791321979524962013-08-12T11:05:00.002-05:002013-08-12T11:05:22.827-05:00100 Miles to GoTwo weeks from yesterday my husband and I will embark on our first century ride together for a charity ride called 100 Miles to Go. It starts at Wrigley Field and goes out 50 miles and then turns around and finishes at Wrigley Field. I'm getting anxious and nervous all at the same time. This past weekend we did our 70 miler and I feel confident we will feel great on Aug 25th after we do all 100!!!Cubbiegirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11946108837113252068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954782502029088867.post-91207915171687517202013-02-24T10:12:00.001-06:002013-02-24T10:12:47.968-06:00Happy Birthday to Me!It is another year come and gone and I'm now 33 years old. I am looking forward to a great year. I have new challenges and goals set and I'm ready to start achieving them. The Cubs are looking more promising and baseball is in the mist of spring training. <br />
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I am starting a running club at my school for 3rd and 4th graders for after school fitness with a friend of mine. It is turning into a great experience and I'm so happy that I decided to do it. I look forward to seeing the difference it makes in children's lives! I wish someone would have shown me how to run, eat right, and be active when I was a kid!<br />
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<br />Cubbiegirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11946108837113252068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954782502029088867.post-9048160613791775412012-12-31T19:35:00.002-06:002012-12-31T19:35:16.960-06:002012 Was Quite the Ride....It all started with a stroke of the clock...I was running and it seems that for me I ran most of 2012! I logged a total of 850 miles in the past 365 days. The averages out to 2.3 miles per day for the full year. Two years ago I couldn't even imagine running more than 1/2 mile at most! Tonight we head to a race the last 5k of 2012 and look forward to the next year. I am looking at more running, some triathlons a bike race, and perhaps another marathon. I can't even really believe that I did complete a marathon this year. It is really one of the biggest moments of my life. I wish you all a Happy New Year!<br />
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Ps.....Go cubs!Cubbiegirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11946108837113252068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954782502029088867.post-20398164492864403502012-10-10T20:46:00.001-05:002012-10-10T20:46:12.707-05:002012 Bank of America Chicago Marathon!Overwhelmed by just how amazing this race day experience was. As I sit down to write this I'm still reflecting back on that weekend and the 4 month journey to get to that starting line. Mentally I am suffering from a bit of a let down after all the hype of the training. I thought a few days post marathon my thoughts might make a bit more sense, but not sure!<br />
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If you read my blog you know that just about two years ago I began using couch to 5k to run my first 5k back in December 2010. This progressed to multiple 5k's and then a half marathon. That journey was tough and I thought that might be the end of my big races. As my body healed I realized it wasn't and started playing with the idea of actually running the Chicago Marathon. By mid December 2011 I decided that I wanted to run the 2012 Chicago Marathon. I had planned every run/workout/race from Jan 2012 until the race on October 7th. I planned a 10 mile race in May and another half marathon in July. We also ran the Ready to Run Newton 20 miler in preparation for the marathon. Each week of training go progressively harder to keep up with cross training, volleyball, and weight training. I do admit when I stopped lifting and cross training my body began to change. I'm not as toned and tight and have added a few extra pounds. It is funny how many miles I have ran but my body had changed. I am excited to begin lifting weights and dropping these pounds that have appeared. <br />
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I would say I had a few harder training runs than the actual marathon. I never did hit that wall and I left the city of Chicago smiling and hoping that I can arrange my schedule and trick my mind/body into giving up another 4 months to run it again in 2013. <br />
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Here is my race recap:<br />
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We started carb loading/eating pretty basic foods like sandwiches, veggies, fruits/cutting/caffeine/two weeks prior to the marathon. Water intake was increased. The taper was hard to deal with because I felt like I wasn't running enough, but I trusted the process.<br />
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On Saturday morning we boarded the train to Chicago and I was armed with almost every running shirt I had trained in. It was suppose to be about 35 degrees at the start, but I wasn't sure if I was going with long sleeves or short. I even brought a few tanks just in case some crazy thing happened. We checked in our hotel and hit the expo. I'm a sucker for fun at the expo. Taking as many pictures to mark the experience as I could. We purchased the run Chicago marathon shirts. Each of the big brands had their own, but Nike was my favorite. By mid afternoon I could tell my feet were getting tired of standing and walking. It happened pretty fast. We quickly headed back to the hotel via the shuttle and went for lunch. I felt good and actually rested my feet by elevating them. Then it hit my....I started getting nervous. It might have been laying out my clothing for the race or something. However, it just felt like I couldn't get settled. Did I forget something, what if I can't do this, just the mind game of it all. Later that evening we to Italian Village for pasta and I was so nervous I could barely eat. Then I knew what I was eating would still be with me in the morning so it made me even more nervous that I could not eat. I knew we had bagels at the hotel so I tried to just calm myself and we headed back to the hotel. We made our final preparations and talked about what time we wanted to get up and head to the actual race.<br />
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I fell asleep surprisingly well that night and very early. About 2:15 am I woke up and was wide awake. I was able to fall asleep until about 4 and then I just got up. I tried to eat breakfast about 5 am and it was like I was going to throw up if I ate. I managed to eat a banana, the crust off some peanut butter toast, and a half a protein bar. I figured I'd eat the rest on the way to the race. We finished getting ready and at 6:15 we hopped in a taxi and was dropped off on Michigan near gate 2. We found a place to sit for a bit and sort of take it all in. We went to gear check and then got into the bathroom lines. They seemed to not move for about the first 20 minutes we stood there. We heard the national anthem and the start of wave 1. We made it to our corral with about 10 minutes to spare. I was lucky enough to randomly run into my friend who was running and it was nice to see her beforehand. <br />
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We shed our throw away outfits and found our place near the back of our corral. The only throw away thing I left on was my gloves. As we neared the start of wave 2 it hit me. I was about to run a marathon. I got choked up and shed a few tears. This long journey was about to end today. They pushed us up and we walked bit by bit until I could see the start line. About 10 feet from the line we all started to run. I couldn't believe it I was running in the Chicago Marathon. Both my half marathons started near the same place. Both times I thought this is where the marathon is run. This time I was running it!<br />
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The first under pass men were peeing everywhere. It must have been hard for them to all try to use the porto potties or something. I have seen men do this in other races, but this was literally a quarter mile into the race. We worked very hard to keep our pace down and not let the surge of the crowd of runners and excitement of the spectators effect us. I realized it wasn't as chilly has I thought and my gloves were already beginning to bother me. About mile one I ditched them hoping I had waited long enough and not regret it needing them later. We got to the first aid station not really needing it, but it was going to be a long day and knew we needed to pace it out. Walking for 20/30 seconds would be better now for later. By the second aid station I could feel a pinching on the side of my foot. I knew instantly I was getting a blister. I had some blister issues earlier in my training, but the past 2 months they had seemed to be better. I was shocked that only 3.2 miles in was getting one. I just ignored the pain and thought who needs a big toe anyway. It wasn't a muscle/tendon/joint, so it wasn't going to slow me down. <br />
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As we ran the first ten miles I tried to take in all the sights. I had three friends at the race and I on the look out for them. I made a game out of it looking for as many posters with the name Amanda on them. I only counted two the entire race. My friends ended up seeing my three times, but I sadly did not seem them. The signs that I saw were hilarious. My favorites had to do with not pooping your pants. I tried to give the spectator a thumbs up or eye contact and laugh when I found their sign creative. I was worried if I gave too many high fives at the start of the race it would take up energy I needed later. I did give in quite a few times early to this. I think it was ok!<br />
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As we neared the half marathon point both my husband and I were feeling really great. We trained for this marathon together and we wanted to finish it together. He had ran the Chicago back in 2004. On our training the last two long runs we did split up about mile 16 and 18 so that I could finish. His body was just torn up from all that training and he didn't want to risk injury. We had discussed what if it happened again during the race, but we were both confident that we would finish together. <br />
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As we neared the charity village area that all changed. He had us walking a few unplanned time and I was still struggling with my foot hurting. The walking and the starting and stopping was messing with my body. He could tell. His body was strong but beginning to start cramping up a bit. It was about this point when just a sudden as I could feel my blister it stopped. I knew it had popped and I was very grateful for that. <br />
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Then my husband did something I was not expecting and will never forget. He selflessly said that we needed to split up. I was running and amazing race and he wanted me to finish strong. We were each running our own race to day and it was going to be too hard for him to keep my pace and would cause my pace/body to suffer needed to keep his pace. Basically he was trying to keep up and his body was hurting. Each time I slowed down and restarted my body was getting more stressed. We had to split up. I started crying and I thought oh no can I run 8 more miles alone. What if I hit the wall, what if I can't. He told me I was strong and I could finish this. I was worried about his as his ham string was cramping and wondered if he would make it. He told me he would be fine and we started making plans for where I would meet him after the finish. With tears rolling down my face it was one of the hardest things I had to do. I hugged him and left. I couldn't look back. At that exact moment on my ipod that song, "I Will Wait for You", by Mumford and Sons. It was the most appropriate song and it let me know that running away was the best thing to do. <br />
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I instantly started running faster and the worry about was I going too fast or too slow for him was gone. It renewed my energy. It was about mile 20's aid stations were I noticed the runners around me were changing. Some people were hitting the wall and slowing down. The previous miles if you walked in the water station we had to stay way to the side and watch out for runners. By mile twenty the walkers were anywhere and everywhere. They out numbered the runners. I can't remember where the Latin neighborhood was as far as mile markers, but they by far had the biggest party atmosphere around. It was one of the most uplifting sights and definitely gave me a second wind. I knew an aid station would soon have bananas as all of my clif blocks were gone. I saw a stranger on the road handing out bananas and took one. Risky I know, but it was worth it in the end. All my training had said eat and drink before you actually feel you needed. I think this added to the success of my run. That and the weather.<br />
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It was surprising to see how many people were giving out candy, fruits, and water. By the time I got down by Sox Park I was walking now and then. I would pick a mileage or km marker and run to that then take a walk break. I was still feeling surprisingly well. Another emotional place for me was running under the archway into Chinatown. I had watched so many marathon video and looked at so many pictures that was one place that brought tears to my eyes as I passed through there. This was also another place I saw so many people cramping up on the sides. I had to keep focusing on running strong and not feed into what I was seeing. There were a few bridges that looked up hill and then down hill I would walk up the hill and run down them.<br />
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I got to mile 24 and that was the place I knew I was going to finish. It was this part of the race I started to reflect on it all. I saw a sign that said, Welcome Back Friday Nights. I don't drink or party, but the past 4 months I would always go to bed by 9 on Friday nights for the prep of the long run on Saturday. There were pockets with no people along that last bit before hitting mile 25. I took it all in. Then at mile 25 there was one long line of people giving high fives. I hit them all and the last man sort of held my hand a bit and said you are looking strong you are on your way to being a marathoner. The tears came flooding down. I took one more walk break to make sure I could finish strong. I saw the 800 meter sign and the crowds of people were thick again. I started running thinking just two times around the track and your done. At 400 meters I saw the man who was blind running with his guide. The man on the podium was calling out names of people he could see and I watched for myself on the jumbo tron that was set up on Michigan Ave. I turned the corner and made my way up the "hill" and rounded the corner and then I saw it. The FINISH. My pace sped up and I felt like I was sprinting. It reminded me of all the races I'd seen on TV with everyone cheering. I felt pure joy that I still can't fully put into words. I clicked my garmin and looked. I finished 6 seconds faster than my goal. I was a 5:29 marathoner. For a girl who two years ago hated to run I was proud of that time. <br />
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I got my mylar blanket and medal. Then I found a spot to wait for my husband. 23 minutes later I saw him getting his blanket and I ran up to him and gave him the biggest hug I could gather. We walked through the rest of the finish line and posed for a few pictures. Got our gear and found a bench. I almost like to get my shoes off and sandals on. I nervously took of my sock of the blistered foot. The blood had leaked though my shoe so I thought it would be bad. It wasn't and I ripped off my other sock to find one of the grosses blood blisters on my toe I had ever seen in my life. It looked frost bit. How did I not feel that at all? I still don't know. I quick just put my sock back on and stuffed them into my shoes. No one needed to see that!!!<br />
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We found our friends and posed for more pictures. It was really touching that they came to cheer for us. I think I talked a mile a minute for the next few hours as I just wanted to compare/talk/share about this journey with them and my husband. <br />
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Later than night I was so overwhelmed with the amount of friends and family who congratulated me.<br />
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I finally did it I was a marathon runner. It is one of those things that no one will ever be able to take away from me. I feel like I'm a changed person. I proved to myself that anything is possible. My students were just as excited when I returned to school on Tuesday. They tried on my medal and modeled it. I hope that one day this might inspire one of them to do it. <br />
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I'm still coming down from that runner's high and I can't thank everyone enough for the role they played in this journey. I feel so blessed. I will never forget that moment when it all became real that I was about the run a marathon and the selfless act of my husband letting me go ahead of him. <br />
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Here are some photos....<br />
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<br />Cubbiegirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11946108837113252068noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954782502029088867.post-45531556082913341562012-09-30T16:27:00.003-05:002012-10-10T20:48:42.999-05:0026.2 Miles and What Each One Means to Me!<br />
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mile I run I will dedicate/honor/thank people/things that I am running it for
on October 7th, 2012<br /><br />
Mile 1 is for god/universe. By allowing my body the strength to start this
journey. Sometimes that first step is the hardest one to take. Only 2 years ago
I dreamed of the day I "might" be able to run the Chicago
Marathon....it is almost a reality!<br />
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I will run mile 2 for my husband and training partner. Each day, week, and run
he pushed me, supported me, helped me to become a better runner and person.
Together I know we can accomplish anything.<br />
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I run mile 3 for the invention/creators of Couch 2 - 5K. My first 5k was just a
dream two years ago. I started c25k to run for 30 nonstop minutes. Without this
foundation to get through these first 3 miles I would not be where I am today!<br />
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I run mile 4 for my parents. Without them I'd never become the person I am today.
The sacrifices they make daily to always make sure Annie is always taken care
of are a selfless act that many people couldn't do. You amaze me and thank you
for being wonderful parents. I love you both!<br />
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I run mile 5 for my grandmas. They always support me and cheer for me even if
they don't understand what the Heck a marathon is. I have a special great
grandma angel helping me now, I miss and love you, Mema!<br />
I will run mile 6 for my sister Annie. I run this mile because she can't. I
know if she could she would run all 26.2 with me. I love her so much and am
glad she is my sister.<br />
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I run mile 7 for my brother Adam. No one else gets me the way he does. We can
find humor in anything and normally do. You have provided me with a lifetime of
inside jokes. Who else understands why 7up is an extra or why the stamp
collector is hilarious! When I get to mile 7 I will yell, 'Whooo, I hope I
don't poop my pants!!!'<br />
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I run mile 8 for my two rockstar nephews Nicholas and Bryant. I want to inspire
them to always do their best in life and reach for their dreams. I know when I
get my finisher medal Nicholas will cheer for me thinking I won the race!!!!<br />
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I run mile 9 for the rest of my family. Your kind words, your thoughts, and
advice. Each of you have a special part of me being on that starting line.
Thank you!<br />
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I run mile 10 for my running friends. Blisters, missing toenails, where the
best paths are, what to expect on race day, and on and on... I am so grateful
to each and everyone of you for your advice, inspiration, and encouragement!!!<br />
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I run mile 11 for my friends. You may not be a runner, but you have
listened to me vent about that crazy long run or that awesome race I had. You
smiled and called me CRAZY or just laughed, but you are part of this journey
too! Thank you!!!<br />
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I will run mile 12 for my students. They are probably tired of me talking about
running, but if I can instill a love of physical activity and healthy eating
early they will be happy by the time they are my age!<br />
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I will run mile 13 also known as the halfway point for my friend Ashley. She
was the one who got me hooked on running races! She was with my at my first 5k
and she is the one who decided to run that first 1/2 marathon! There is no way
I would have followed through with this without her! I will never forget trying
to get back to the hotel after the 1/2....I didn't think we were going to make
it! Thank you Ashley!!<br />
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I run mile 14 for anytime fitness and my friend Pamela. Anytime provided me a
play to run due to being out of town, bad weather. I also found a friendly face
who has continued to help motivate me into a marathon runner! Thank you!!!!!<br />
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I run mile 15 for all my loved ones that I have lost. They are watching me from
heaven. I know they have been with me through all of life's ups and downs. I
have talked to them many times on those long runs and they always help me great
through it. Missing you....<br />
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I run mile 16 for all the people on the social networks that keep me motivated.
I may not have ever met you in person, but your tips, advice, motivation, silly
comments, or sharing in the journey of running your own marathon on twitter,
fb, running message boards etc. keep me going! Thank you :)<br />
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I run mile 17 for the spectators. This is the part of the run that starts to
get harder. The people with the cowbells and the funny signs really do help.
The ones that makes you laugh are the best. The high fives and the pats on the
back really do help you to just keep running!!!!<br />
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I will run mile 18 for all the people who ever volunteered for a race. The time
you give up to set up barricades, fill cups, pass out ice, pick up the cups,
and hand us that magically cup of water. By mile 18 I will have passed so many
of you. Know I appreciate that smile when you hand me that water!!!!<br />
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I will run mile 19 for Hal Higdon!!! He provided the plan for my first half
marathon last year, then I followed that up with his Marathon training for
beginners. He writes his plans and tips perfectly. Everything he said that
would happen has and I feel confident going into the race on Sunday....ONE
WEEK! His tweets and facebook posts feel as if he is speaking right to me. I
really am appreciative to this Man! Thank you Mr. Higdon!<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">I run mile 21 as the crazy cat lady, therefore I run this mile for Jaiden and Lombardi my cats. The power of visualization is strong and by this mile I am going to picture myself at home on the couch with my cats cuddled up to me recovering from this race! They always watch for us when we go run and they always help welcome us home. They probably think we are crazy too.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: lucida grande, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><span style="line-height: 18px;">I run mile 22 for all those training runs. The ones at 4am to avoid the heat but saw the moon set and the sun rise...., the ones at 8 pm where the sunset because life is busy. The long run that was a challenge and will help me on Sunday when things get real.... The trial with gels, with water breaks, and the bond that has grown between my husband and I. The actual journey to get here has been tough, but I'm grateful I have almost made it...thank you all! :)</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">I run mile 23 for the power of believing (the secret). Once I get this far it is all about believing that the finish line is only 3.2 miles away. Believing that I had the courage to start this journey, believing in myself that I could follow through with this commitment that has been months in the making. I run this mile believing that I will be crossing the finish line all I have to do is receive it. That is the law of attraction, ask, believe, and receive! :)</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">I will run mile 24 for all the people who didn't think I could. Those people who think....I'm crazy, who think a girl like me wouldn't be able to run a marathon. I'm ready to prove them wrong. I'm ready to RUN CHICAGO!!! :) Thanks for fueling my fire because I know I can do this!</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">I run mile 25 for the runner's high. All the hardwork, sore muscles, long runs, sweat, and determination to complete a goal that seemed unreachable at one point. That feeling that everyone says you will never forget the feeling of crossing the finish line of your first marathon. Heading to Chicago in the morning for final prep! Can't wait to see my friends cheering me on and thank you all for your kind words and support!!!!</span><br />
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Cubbiegirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11946108837113252068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954782502029088867.post-84060589417269140552012-09-18T09:24:00.001-05:002012-09-18T09:32:39.699-05:00My 20 Miler....20 MILES! :) Let the TAPER Begin!We decided to run our last long run with a organized training run. It was presented by CARA, the Chicago Area Runners Association called the Newton Ready to Run 20 Miler. It was not a closed course and was run down the lake path near Lake Michigan. We decided on this run because it would have water stations and just seemed like a fun way to wrap up our long training runs. <br />
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Cubbiegirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11946108837113252068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954782502029088867.post-33372707781984643212012-09-02T14:34:00.001-05:002012-09-02T14:34:14.125-05:00One month left....Yesterday we set out on our second to last "long" run of marathon training. I'm at the point now where I'm ready to run the marathon. Only a 20 miler left and then taper.....<br />
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I'm starting to reflect over the last months of prep and what has happened to allow this to all fall into place. It has taken so many things that I am so thankful for. I have decided to dedicate/honor my friends, family, and all the other things I'm thankful for with a mile. I'm making my list and will reveal one each day leading up to the marathon. <br />
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I'm also putting in a request that the weather be cloudy, 50ish.... on October 7th! :)Cubbiegirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11946108837113252068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954782502029088867.post-67474883826750433572012-08-19T14:37:00.001-05:002012-08-19T14:37:37.852-05:00A few weeks to go....school startingYesterday we completed our 16 mile run and I feel pretty good today. My feet and ankles are sore, but that is to be expected after running for just over 3 hours. School starts tomorrow and now I have to figure out how to make myself run in the dark. I did a few trial runs last week very early, but as marathon training hits the peak I have to run a lot of higher mile runs in the early morning hours. It is also going to make me feel like I'm in a bit more of a hurry as I will need to make sure I'm back home by 6:30 am. The life of a teacher is nice in those months of June and July. However, August has been nonstop preparing for the return of school.<br />
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We signed up for the Newton Ready to Run 20 Miler in a few weeks. That will be my last long run prior to the marathon. I am getting excited and my fears are starting to go away. Only a 18 and 20 miler long run here on out. The rest are all distances I have done before. With me a lot of that is mental!!! :) My 1/2 marathon time has started to drop and seems easier to get to that point on my long run. I just know that ice and rest on Sundays into Mondays are what I need to get through this.<br />
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Just a bit of rambling as I try to finish up school prep this afternoon! :)<br />
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Happy Back to School!<br />
Amanda :)Cubbiegirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11946108837113252068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954782502029088867.post-51117102155648994962012-08-05T13:09:00.000-05:002012-08-05T13:09:05.861-05:00Training with an injury and all the fun that goes with that!The night of the half marathon I could tell I was in trouble. I never have any injuries that last longer than a few hours when I run. Mostly just tightness, but Sunday night my foot still hurt pretty bad when I walked. The tendon under my arch going up to the side of my foot is where the pain was stemming from. We took two days off with ice and advil and I figured I'd be fine. We were half way through our marathon training this couldn't be happening right now could it!? By Wednesday I thought I could give it a try. I had missed one run and I couldn't miss another. As we headed out as soon as I put my running shoes on I could feel the pain. Now I had to decided, run through the pain or rest. If I was in a race, I'd have opted for running in the pain it wasn't that bad, but I have 9 more weeks until the Marathon and I can't afford a nagging injury. I opted for a bike ride while my husband ran. I fought the tears back and told myself my body needed rest. It was about this time my body starting saying YES you do. My monthly cycle decided to skip, which was not a fun time to be thinking ummm WHAT.....add in my foot and my thoughts of I might not be able to make it through marathon training and then....sniffle sniffle I was getting SICK! I haven't been sick in some time......!!! Looking back I chalk it all up to the stress and pressure I had on my body as the runs and heat started to mount. I took more time off and tried the elliptical at the gym. I had a bit of foot pain, but pushed through it. The next week I decreased my training runs to half of where they had been and used the treadmill exclusively. So I've lost a bit in the week I didn't run and the week of going 1/2 power, but it had to be done. My cycle started again (thank god) and my cold is gone. So today instead of a 12 miler like my plan says we did a 8 miler. I feel great! I know it will be hard week coming up as I up it back up to probably 80 to 90% of the training and then head into a 14 miler next Saturday, which will be my farthest run to date!<br />
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<br />Cubbiegirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11946108837113252068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954782502029088867.post-30746322210107434702012-07-23T13:41:00.000-05:002012-07-23T13:46:15.309-05:00Chicago Rock n Roll Half Marathon RecapAlways trying to better myself I can't help but wonder what could have been if the heat/humidity wasn't there. In September I ran a half in 2:24 and all my training for the marathon in October has me in better shape and a more seasoned runner than I was last September. I thought it would be a 2:15 type of run.....boy was I wrong.....<br />
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Saturday morning we took the train into the city to save on parking nightmares and it worked out perfectly. We stayed at the Congress Plaza Hotel which was just across the street from the race start and finish. This was awesome! We loved the expo and had a blast visiting our favorite vendors and getting deals on the stuff we use when we run. Also had fun at the photo booths and the great merchandise offered with the RNR logo on it. We hit the streets to get some lunch and my favorite cafe was over a 1 hour and 30 minute wait so we settled for some chicken and pasta at the mall type area. After back at the hotel to go through our freebies at the expo and change we headed to the Hard Rock Cafe for a light dinner and to get back to bed early.<br />
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I was able to sleep pretty well and wasn't as nervous as I was for my last half marathon. We still got up fairly early to get our bodies moving and ate a good breakfast. Banana and a promax bar! We headed over to the race and my husband was already sweaty.....not a good sign! They had plenty of bathrooms and pre race water and food which I found to be a nice perk. We checked our bags in the gear check and headed out to find our 13 corral. The corrals were not packed tight so was a night comfortable wait until the starting of the race. Even with the delayed start it only took us about 12 minutes to get to the start. The roads stayed packed, but open for the duration of the course. It was a nice course and provided with lots of fun to see as running the streets of Chicago.<br />
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I have run a number of races in Chicago, but all tend to stay on the lake side, so this was my first taste of actually running on the streets! I loved it and got butterflies thinking next time I'm doing this it will be THE MARATHON!<br />
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Our game plan was to take it easy because in fact it was hot, humid, and not a race we needed to PR in. Little did I know how tough it would get towards the end and how crappy my pace would really end up being. We stopped at every water station to drink as we took a walk break, consumed Gatorade, had our cliff shot bloks, and gladly took ice and sponges towards the end. I had never cramped during a race or a run before but I was on the verge of a charlie horse in my calf a few times. I felt a twinge jump up from the achilles to the muscle but stretched a bit to relieve it.<br />
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We made pretty good time up until about mile 7, then it all went down hill. I had to push myself hard to make it the rest of the way. I still had a blast and was glad I did the race. This was one of the best organized races and expos. The only complaint I had was they didn't have flags showing that the water stations were ahead. I guess towards the end I needed them to mentally show me I was close to them!<br />
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Felt a little better when I read this from the winner; “The race was difficult, my goal was to run 3:05 per kilometer and the
morning humidity affected me a little bit. But I ran with the rock ‘n’
roll rhythm and I’m very pleased with my time,” said Sanchez, who will
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<br />Cubbiegirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11946108837113252068noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954782502029088867.post-89399905263446750972012-07-19T16:37:00.002-05:002012-07-19T16:37:57.928-05:0080 Days from "The Chicago" Marathon....This weekend we head into the city for the Rock N Roll Half Marathon. It's goal is to provide a check in for our marathon training. It is insane to think last September I'd run a half marathon, now a half marathon is just a "check in" point on my MARATHON training schedule. Things have been going pretty well, minus the heat. It was not this hard to run in the heat last summer, but last summer was not this hot. I am so looking forward to fall running again.<br />
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Then I get this email....about race day survival and how hot it is going to be!!! I'm already upping my water intake today, tomorrow, and Saturday. I'm going to try to enjoy this experience by remaining calm. I tend to get a bit wound up when it comes to races like this!!! I over think everything!!!! <br />
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On to some Chicago Cubs news....they are finally winning again.... 14 of the last 19...that makes me smile!!!<br />
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<br />Cubbiegirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11946108837113252068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954782502029088867.post-72436938296246300012012-07-04T20:17:00.002-05:002012-07-04T20:17:55.507-05:00It's Hot, but You have to Keep Running....In the middle of week 5 of marathon training we are in the second week in a row of temperatures over 90 and into the 100's. It is proving to be harder to get running in, but finding ways to do it. I have found that I no longer enjoy treadmill running. I used to love it and looked forward to it. Over three months of nothing but outdoor running has me spoiled. Last week having to run inside due to the heat was just unbearable. I got so bored and had to walk at one point just due to boardem. This week we decided to get up early and run in the "cooler" hours of the day. Worked well Tuesday, but today was the 4th and we didn't leave until 7:30, and that was a huge mistake. We only got 4 of our 5 miles in before we hit the wall of heat and had to walk home. I got home and checked weather.com to find out it was already 87 with a heat index of 95! So tomorrow we will be leaving earlier again!<br />
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<br />Cubbiegirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11946108837113252068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954782502029088867.post-86830244443056550832012-06-10T13:38:00.000-05:002012-06-10T13:38:28.192-05:00Week 1 in the books 17 more until the BIG ShowThis week my marathon training officially kicked off. We had used Hal Higdon's half marathon program to get us ready for the Soldier Field 10 a two weeks ago, so we are a bit ahead of schedule. We are keeping our long runs at 10 and not dropping back down to 6, as that is where the marathon training long runs start on his program. Then the will merge in a few weeks. <br />
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Today it is suppose to get up to 90, so we left the house at 545 am and ran our route around Westlake Village, which is our home turf. We each carried a bottle and did a loop that went out and back to our house at mile 6 and we tried a clif block....and then finished the last four miles.....<br />
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I had a funny knee pain about mile 8 and made sure I iced it afterwards and feel pretty darn good this afternoon!<br />
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Only 17 more weeks...wow..... doesn't seem very long, but October feels like a long time away!!!<br />
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Happy Running!<br />
AmandaCubbiegirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11946108837113252068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954782502029088867.post-58825519250888410162012-05-28T10:34:00.000-05:002012-05-29T09:37:36.642-05:00Fleet Feet Soldier Field 10 Mile 2012I first heard about this race last year when I was beginning my training for my half marathon. At that time last year I was not conditioned to run 10 miles, so I mentally thought I'd like to try this race this year because I'd have enough time to be properly trained. I signed my husband and I up for the race which took place on Saturday. The race start time was at 7 am at Soldier Field and we live about 2 hours from there, so we stayed over night to be closer and not have to get up soooo early. We still had to get up about 3:45 to get a good breakfast and use the bathroom. I have found the earlier the run and the longer it is more important to get my body up and moving so I can pass whatever is sitting in my stomach before the run. Otherwise I will be needing to stop soon after I start. So anyway. We got to Soldier Field about 5:15 and parked in the FREE parking at the field. The lot filled up fast, but we had timed it perfectly. We relaxed a bit in the car and then walked to find gear check. Everything was clearly labeled and in the same spots the map had shown.<br />
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We entered Soldier Field and found gear check, used the restroom again and then headed out to find our corral. They had the race divided into two colors, blue and green. The blue corrals was for gates 1-7 and then green was on a side street with the rest of the corrals. They were based on estimated finish times. We found our green gate 10 and squeezed in. They actually checked your bib before you were allowed to enter. I haven't been to a race where they checked, which was good because there were A LOT OF people at this race.<br />
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Around 6:45 they started talking on the speaker and getting us ready to go. They opening ceremonies had some pretty moving tributes to Soldiers and the theme of Freedom. It was pretty exciting as I was thinking I was doing some CHICAGO BEAR thing, but in reality it had nothing to do with them. As the time ticked closer to 7 am I was getting nervous/excited. We had ran 10 the week before so I was pretty confident this was going to be a fun long run. This race had a really cool staggered start. At 7 the first corral was opened and the race began. They then waited a few minutes in between each corral. They were spacing out the race course. This provided us a much less congested run on the streets, water stations, and at the end.<br />
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At about 7:33 our corral was opened and we approached the starting line. They counted us down and we were off. The first mile was much too slow for me at about a 10:49 pace. My husband told me after the race I wasted too much energy trying to get around everyone. Instead it was ok to run the first mile or so slower than I wanted to with the traffic. We ran under the McCormick Place and it was funny hearing everyone's garmins beeping as we lost gps temporarily.<br />
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We skipped the first water station on Lake Shore Drive, but by the time the second one came I was ready for water. We opted for the walk and drink method. In previous bigger/long races we had ran through and tried to drink. All it did was frustrate me as I got air in my stomach from gulping and never really felt refreshed. Instead we took the 30 seconds to walk, drink, and get a mental check in. Then eased back out and got our pace back up. The race was very smooth and I felt good the entire way. At the last water station I opted for a bit of Gatorade because I could feel my body getting tried and needed a bit of sugar blast.<br />
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With a mile left I started to get excited knowing we were finishing on the 50 yard line of Soldier Field. About a half mile left I took off my headphones so I could take in all of the sites. Last big race was my half and I was dying at the end so I was thankful how good I felt and I was able to enjoy this experience. We turned the corner to head into Soldier Field. We ran through some parking and then they were playing music and I saw the tunnel. We exploded out of the tunnel onto the grass and finished strong on the 50! It was pretty awesome. We had a time of 1:44 with a 10:23 pace. I was satisfied with that.<br />
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We then grabbed a water, posed for some pictures and then headed to get a banana. They handed you a goodie bag with a banana, cliff bar and some other race hand outs. Picked up our bags easily and then headed to the after race party. They had a good cover band playing, plenty of free samples, and we signed up to be stretched out by the sports med group that was there. I'd never had this done, but the girl assured me it would make me feel better the next day. She was right I felt like I had not even ran the next day!<br />
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Over all this was the best organized race I have ever participated it and even my PACKER fan husband can't wait to do it again next year!!!<br />
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<br />Cubbiegirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11946108837113252068noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954782502029088867.post-62882769773394887892012-04-28T19:33:00.000-05:002012-04-28T19:37:38.319-05:00Rock Cut State Park and the Duathlon 2012As I embarked on my first ever Duathlon today I was nervous and excited all at the same time. I have been training for the Soldier Field 10 miler for many weeks now and my long run is up to 8 miles now. We have been cross training about 5-6 biking miles per week and have done some fun 10 milers now and then. Well today was a 2 mile train run, 14 mile (3 loop) bike, and repeat the 2 mile train run for a total of 18 miles. <br />
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Today proved to be one of the hardest races I have completed to this date. We got there about an hour prior to the race, checked in and set up our bikes. Most bikes were road bikes, but registration said any bike was welcome, to which we thought our Hybrids would be fine. It was raining and very windy and cold, so we went back to wait in the car. I made myself eat the rest of my protein bar but I wasn't hungry. At about 8:45 we started warming up and heading to the start line. There was only about 80 people racing and all of them looked like bikers I was intimidated. At the start they gave us our directions of how many times to do each leg and where the slippery spots were.<br />
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I kept a pretty good trail running pace of 9:36 per mile for the 2 mile up and down muddy trail. I felt really fresh heading into the transition area. Took me a few extra seconds to snap my helmet with my gloves on, but then I was off. As I headed out I felt good, I have a fair number of people near me and the road didn't seem to slick. Then the fun of the hills began. The first lap around the bike leg was nearly impossible to pedal without standing at some points. My quads were on fire. Those road bikes just kept flying by, but I kept pedaling. About 3 miles into the bike I thought what have I got myself into. I had no music on today, and not really anyone near me so I began to talk, sing, curse, anything really to keep my focused. Up until today I am always pretty confident in my running, but this bike race proved to be a challenge for me. Lap 2 was the best of the three. I knew what the expect and had an easier time maneuvering. Then began the last leg. As everyone was taking off back to the run (or so it seemed) I headed out for my last lap. I felt like I was the end of the race. Then in the far back I heard someone pedaling. She too had a hybrid bike and struggled on the hills. This year although at the time didn't know it motivated me to finish. She managed to pass me, but I never let her out of my eye sight. She helped me push my legs up those last few hills that I never thought I'd make it up.<br />
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As I exited the laps and rode back up the transition there was one last hill that I forgot about and I went into a standing pedal without shifting down and tried to shift while standing and I nearly wiped out. I gained my composure and headed into the bike racks. I did have to pause for a drink of water and then I was off. 2 more miles of running on those damn hills. As I took off I felt like my feet were three sizes smaller than my shoes. It felt like my shoes were going to fall off. They didn't and eventually I started running ok. My pace was pretty high up to like 11:27. I didn't care I was going to finish. During this last part I started to think about the marathon and our training. I started thinking about how thankful I am that I can do things like this. This really pushed me out of my comfort zone. As I came out of the woods into the prairie grass to finish I magically saw about 10 other runners still out there. Suddenly it was more than just me and that girl I had been following. I saw my husband just up the last hill he was waving me on. I know he was nervous because he is much more speedy on the bike than me and he said it was tough for him.<br />
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As I neared the finish line I saw the time....I was going to be in just under 2 hours. My time was 1:56 something. I found the water I needed parked my bike and felt so proud. I was in no pain, I had FINISHED! <br />
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This was seriously harder mentally than running my half marathon. This was one of the most rewarding experiences I have competed in. Since I was so close to the end we stayed for awards. I was feeling a little bummed because the Athena division I would have placed, but I registered in my age division. Well a few minutes into the awards I realized I got 2ND in my age division!!!! After walking back to the car with my medal a few tears fell. It was funny about 3/4th of the way through the bike I thought to myself we deserve a medal for doing this today....well there was my MEDAL!<br />
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It is now many hours passed since the race and I am feel really good. No pain, just sore quads. Tomorrow is a rest day from running and we play volleyball on our league.<br />
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<br />Cubbiegirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11946108837113252068noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954782502029088867.post-56480770176487654882012-04-22T18:32:00.000-05:002012-04-22T18:32:57.817-05:00Feeling Good...Heading into this week of training my legs were a bit heavy and tired, but after yesterday's 7 miler I have a fresh new outlook. I'm not sure why, but today I woke up and felt like I didn't even run yesterday! I feel great and I'm very excited about this week. I will be participating in my first Duathlon, 2 mile trail run, 14 mile bike ride, and another 2 mile train run. I'm excited and nervous!<br />
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<br />Cubbiegirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11946108837113252068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954782502029088867.post-9701054280097839432012-04-09T14:35:00.001-05:002012-04-09T14:35:36.463-05:00Running with out tunes....For months I have been hearing about the benefits of running with no music. I have even had a few close calls where I heard that a race I signed up for didn't allow for headphones. The only time I had run without music was a trail run and the warrior dash. <br />
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A few weeks ago my new shoes were giving me problems, so my husband suggested a run without music so I could hear my feet hitting the ground and improve my strides. That 3 mile run seemed to be horrible!!! I kept hearing my tunes, and trying to pretend that I was enjoying the sights of my neighborhood. <br />
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I went back to my ipod and did not think too much about trying music free again. A few weeks after that my ipod wasn't charged or something random like that and I ran again with no music. Hmmm that wasn't as bad as the first time. This went on and off for a few more runs.<br />
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This week I ran with no music for the full week, except for my 3k on Saturday which was a race. I think I'm hooked. I think running with out music was actually enjoyable and I really could hear and feel what my body does when I'm running.<br />
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I hope this is a change I will keep put with! I'm excited with the results so far!<br />
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Opening Day was a ton of fun and even got a run in by the lake while I was in Chicago this week for spring break.<br />
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We are heading into week 6 of the 10 miler training. I'm feeling strong and confident. My running is getting better each week!!!Cubbiegirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11946108837113252068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954782502029088867.post-3723340592435519262012-04-01T22:31:00.001-05:002012-04-01T22:31:42.290-05:00The Juice Fast...that wasn't and Opening Day is ALMOST HERE!So the juice fast didn't last all of about a day and a half. There is no way I am going to lie. I would not be able to survive on juice alone. I need protein and I realize that there is a lot of protein in green veggies, but it wasn't enough for me. I am adding in a juice now and then for the pure goodness that dark green leafy vegetables give, but I did not benefit from hours on just juice. <br />
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I finished up week 4 of the 10 miler at Solider Field training and I feel really good. I'm heading back to Fleet Feet because my new shoes are still giving me problems. I love them, but one foot just keeps getting a blister on my longer runs. <br />
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My body is feeling great. Saturday we ran our 5 miles in record time for our long runs. It felt good and I could have kept going. This week we are changing it up a bit because we have Opening Day and a race on Saturday. So we are adjusting our long run to midweek. I will be looking forward to using my new, new shoes after going to Fleet Feet tomorrow!<br />
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Week 5 on it's way! :)Cubbiegirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11946108837113252068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954782502029088867.post-43854954688857368732012-03-24T10:41:00.000-05:002012-03-24T10:41:30.664-05:00Juice FastingToday we began our juice fast. Going into it I was planning just to do it this weekend to kick start a detox just for good health. My husband decided we should do it for a full week. <br />
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Well one juice in and I think I could do it all week, but we will see how I feel by the end of the weekend.<br />
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Today I started out with a simple green juice:<br />
2 gala apples<br />
2 cups spinach<br />
2 cups kale<br />
1/2 cucumber<br />
4 celery stalks<br />
1 lemon<br />
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It made 16 oz of juice <br />
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This time around two wonderful things have happened. The first is this amazing weather that has set in over the Midwest. We have had so many days in a row with over 80 degree temperatures. In the middle of March this is unheard of. Today is actually the first day of spring and I've been running outside for the past three weeks with tanks tops. The second thing that happened was I started using my garmin on my runs. We are now able to just RUN. We loosely plan where we want to go, but we have opened up so many routes. <br />
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It has felt so great running outside so much! Friday night is our first 5k of the season. I'm so looking forward to it, as it was my first ever 5k last year that I entered!!!<br />
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Also my Cubs Season Tickets will be arrive soon! I can't wait!!!!<br />
Amanda :)Cubbiegirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11946108837113252068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954782502029088867.post-21084719657370701062012-03-13T20:41:00.001-05:002012-03-13T20:41:37.923-05:00Week 2Feeling great. This weather is amazing. I love running outside. Who would have predicted March 13th and I'd be running outside in a tank top and sweating! :) This week looks like rain is moving in, but I will take the higher temps!<br />
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This is the second time around training for a big race. I'm so proud of my progress just from 6 months ago. I am keeping a consistent pace, not having walking breaks, and my legs are feeling great. Granted the first few weeks the mileage isn't picking up too fast, but just at it will I'm hoping I'm more prepared this time. Only 10 weeks left until the Solider Field 10 miler. I'm really excited to be finishing on the 50 yard line :)<br />
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Time for bed....opening day is so near...I can't wait to head to Wrigley for some baseball!!!Cubbiegirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11946108837113252068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954782502029088867.post-27442637299162069822012-03-06T18:43:00.001-06:002012-03-06T18:54:51.719-06:00Another Day 1.... :)Those days you wake up in the morning and you know it is going to be a beautiful day...that was today. It was week one, day one of the road to the Chicago Marathon. I should say that started a back in October 2010 when the seed was planted to become a runner. None the less today was the start of the Solider Field 10 miler training. It was as quick and easy 2 miler. I was so looking forward to running outside. It felt good to wear my new running shoes and feel so light. At the end of the run I even had to roll up my sleeves! Spring is on it's way!!!<br />
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Baseball is in the air...and day one is on the books......<br />
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<br />Cubbiegirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11946108837113252068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954782502029088867.post-61724611900367313342012-02-26T20:03:00.000-06:002012-02-26T20:03:40.040-06:00I'm a Triathlete! :)Today I completed one of the fitness goals I had for 2012, I completed an indoor triathlon. It was put on by Lifetime Fitness and was organized so well. Waves of 10 people started every 20 minutes in the pool. You had ten minutes to swim as many laps as possible, I managed to do 14, which 10 had been my goal, so I was pumped! Heading into the locker room you had 10 minutes before the bike timer started. I raced into the locker room and changed. Made it to the spin bike room, and tried to adjust my bike. The helper was great getting me all set up. 10 minutes went so fast! They count you down and you start riding. I managed 15.1 miles on the bike. Then you had five minutes to run upstairs to the treadmills which was set for a 20 minutes run, which I tallied 2.10 miles.<br />
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It was the fastest hour workout ever, but so much fun! I surpassed all my personal goals and I'm ready to do it again! I plan to do a real outdoor sprint in the summer, however, this event was so well organized, I think I'm going to do a few more indoor ones first!Cubbiegirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11946108837113252068noreply@blogger.com0