No longer “Chasing Boston”

It’s been a while since I have posted a blog. I have sat down numerous times with no success in posting what I had written. Perhaps it is the part of me that second guesses and asks “is this worthy, am I enough?” It is human nature to doubt ourselves to allow outside opinions make us feel less than our worth. The truth of the matter is we are all enough we just have to believe it!! Hope you enjoy my journey.

Well it FINALLY happened. I achieved my goal of qualifying for Boston! It wasn’t easy but it was most definitely worth it. I set out on this journey in November 2013, after running the New York City Marathon. It has felt like an uphill battle. Thanks to the love and support of my family, friends and my yoga practice my journey has come full circle.

Let me start in 2014, it proved to be a tough year for me personally and physically. After months of training, intense yoga teacher training and starting a new job I was ready to give my best try at getting my BQ time at the Disney Marathon in January 2015. To my dismay it wasn’t in the cards for me, during a training run on December 25, 2014, I had intense pain in my foot and was later diagnosed with a stress fracture. After months of recovering and then several months of running through pain I wasn’t all that confident that I would ever hit my BQ time goal (at least not in my current age group). No matter the challenges I was determined to give it my best but with a different mind set an open-mind set.

Fast forward after running Disney World in my boot in 2015, I took the time needed to recover. Once I recovered I broke down and got a coach and joined Team Rogue (a running group with some really amazing runners) I had wanted to join this group in the past but I always felt like I wouldn’t be able to hang with them. Keeping an open-mind and believing I am enough allowed me to surrender to my insecurities, my doubts of not being good enough. I started training with them in June of 2015. I had deferred running Missoula Marathon in 2014, so it was on my calendar for July 2015. I was nowhere near ready to run at the pace needed to qualify. I would be running this race no matter the condition I was in so I made the best of my situation. I decided to use this race as a base, it had been 15 months since my last marathon, to see where I was and what I would need to work on for the next marathon. I ran Missoula in 3:47:48. I wasn’t sure how I pulled this off, I has happy my base was better than I had anticipated, yet disappointed that I came so close and still no BINGO. I reminded myself that I would have more training under my belt and to appreciate that I worked through some tough moments in the race. I cramped at mile 22, with 4.2 miles left to go I couldn’t hold the pace needed to come in under 3:45.

Pre-race photo with Bart Yasso

Pre-race photo with Bart Yasso

Lehigh Valley Via Marathon 2015…here I was toeing the start line and another opportunity to fulfill my goal. The weather wasn’t ideal, 61* with 80% humidity but I was’t going to let that affect me. I was healthy, I was well trained and I was in great company. Via Marathon is known for the last chance weekend to qualify for Boston. As my sister and I waited in line for the port-o-potty we looked around at all the Boston attire runners wore from previous years. I have to say it was a little intimidating but no matter I was happy, nervous and excited to be here. To be in the present moment. I wasn’t going to dwell on what if’s. With less than 2 minutes before gun time we said our well wishes to each other, we took our picture and hugged each other and said our infamous words “see you at the finish line”. I set off with 1000 other runners. Our friend told us he would be cheering/spectating at mile 2, 8, 13-14 and then the finish line. Knowing and looking forward to seeing someone cheering for you at any point in a marathon is just what can feed and fuel you when you are tired or having doubts. The gratitude I have for my friend is limitless. Thank you, Bart!! The night before the race we had dinner with friends one of them designed this course so we had good insight as to what to expect the other had ran the race last year. My sister asked if they had anything they wanted to share with us about the course. Boy am I glad she did, John shared two things we should be aware of, one delta and one positive. The positive was mile 2 was downhill and to be aware that we would shave time off but not to worry it was still early in the race. Low and behold this was my fastest mile!! The delta was around mile 25.5 you would hear the crowds from the finish line; you would even see the finish line but you would still have 3/4 of a mile left to run.

Break down of my race: my goal at halfway point was to cross at around 1:50:30, I crossed 13.1 at 1:49:30, I felt good, I had typical aches but no real pain, my lungs felt strong. I made small talk with several runners. I asked if they had a time goal, every runner I asked had a time goal they were trying to achieve. Several runners had goals of 3:30 and 3:35. I thought to myself ok I have to pull back my goal is 3:40 and I am going to burn out if I continue pushing this pace. Even though I felt good at that time. I know from experience that it can turn ugly real quick. Especially if you don’t leave gas in your tank for those last 6-8 miles of the race. Mile 20 I could hardly believe my time was 2:43, even if I ran the last 6 miles at a 10 minute pace I would hit my BQ time. I had to stay strong and push on. As I ran I reminded myself how grateful I was that I was strong and capable. I used my yoga breathing skills, pranayama, throughout the race but I really honed in on it as I pushed the “final leg” of the race. I inhaled love, my love for life, my love for health, my love for my family, my love for my perseverance. I exhaled gratitude, my gratitude for my family, gratitude for the strength I have, gratitude for “being



enough,” my gratitude for overcoming so many obstacles in my life. Mile 24, what?? how the heck was I at mile 24 already did I really only need to run 2.2 more!! Time 3:18…Holy Smokes I could potentially cross sub 3:40, was I dreaming? The word HOPE comes to my mind…Hold On Pain Ends. Mile 25ish I hear the crowd, I see the finish line but I knew what to expect. The route to the finish line is basically a jug handle, you go around in a loop over an overpass to get to the finish line. Knowing this was crucial in the final stretch of the race. (Tip from guy who ran it last year.) Knowing this information kept me strong in the final stretch. The cherry on top was seeing my friend at mile 26. Finish line here I come!! I cross the finish and the clock is 3:37 something. I’m overwhelmed emotionally. I feel the water works coming, tears of happiness, tears of accomplishment. As I continue down the runners chute I stop to get “crowned” and hug the person who hung my medal around my neck. I walk to the medic tent to get ice for my legs and sit for a moment. I sit silently absorbing the present moment. A moment I will forever remember.


Melanie, YogiRunner


Yoga with Melanie

Yoga Class, Take 1

Let me begin with saying how incredibly blessed and grateful I am for the wonderful people in my life.

It’s official I taught my first yoga class. I knew it wouldn’t be perfect after all it would be my first full 60 minute class on my own and I hadn’t really been able to have a personal practice due to my stress fracture. Which by the way, I refused to believe that’s what was wrong with me. Especially after being misdiagnosed by an orthopedic surgeon who specialized in the foot and ankle. Seriously, his diagnosis was that I had weak ankles.. my reaction was WTF I’m a yogi runner!! I have strong feet or at least strong ankles and my ankle doesn’t hurt!! The top of my foot hurts!! All I have to say about that is thank God for my sister for her guidance in getting me fixed up. I’m happy to report that I’m finally boot free. It’s still difficult not running (doctors orders) but I plan on going for a few runs this week. I’m ecstatic to report that I finally was able to attend a few yoga classes this past week. With that said here’s my tale:


My first class!! 2/21/15

I was a nervous wreck. I was sweating like crazy!! I keep going over what was to be a perfectly scripted class. As a yogi I strive to keep a balance in life, I try not to get worked up. When I’m on my mat it’s my time let go of what doesn’t serve me. Running is also my outlet. It helps me work out my doubts, it gives me time to think things through. I also get my best ideas while running. The two together keep me from losing my mind. Not having either one of these outlets had me on pins and needles. I felt like I was losing my mind. I had my doubts about my class. Was I gonna be horrible, was anyone going to attend, was I going to screw up? I had thoughts of why was I doing this, why was I putting added stress on myself. I finally had to come to reality. The reality was that I was teaching a class and I had to be the best me in that moment. Regardless of what the turnout it wasn’t a life or death situation.

My goodness!! That was the longest hour of my day. It turned out to be a very rewarding, humbling and learning experience. So many of my friends showed up to support me. They offered their love. I was honored that they took time out of their day to share this time and space with me. So as class began we set out on our journey many of them were attending their first yoga class. Talk about pressure!! My class theme was about love. Loving yourself or the love you give or accept from others. I was definitely feeling the love and energy in the room.

So we survived the hour!! Did I screw up? Yes! Did I puke? No! Did I learn from this journey? ABSOLUTELY!! I learned it’s not easy but anything worthwhile is never easy. I learned that I am courageous. I learned I love learning, I will forever be a student, life is about growing. We truly never master anything without the desire to continue to educate and teach ourselves. I also learned I love sharing my love for life.

So from the bottom of my heart I thank all those who attended my first class. The love and light in me bows to and honors the love and light in you. Namaste



“If it doesn’t challenge you, it doesn’t change you”

Let me begin with saying how grateful I am for the amount of support I have received from my family and friends. Every well wish and positive energy you sent my way didn’t go unnoticed. It’s times like this that you discover how compassionate some of the people in your life truly are. To my husband and kids, thank you for taking care of me. You made sure I was comfortable and didn’t go hungry. You hung out in bed watching tv with me and sometimes watching me sleep, you offered encouragement and so much love with your kind words and your sweet and tender smiles, hugs and kisses. You made me laugh a image nd kept me entertained. I love you guys so much. To Kip, your heart is so full of love, I’ve never met a more giving person. You racked your brain seeking a way to put me back together and for that I’m forever grateful, your gift of healing others is beyond imaginable. Thank you my dear friend! To my sister, your guidance and advice has been spot on. I’ve know what issues I was going to be dealing with each step along this journey. I had hoped to prove you wrong but as usual your knowledge and unfortunate experiences dealing with stress fractures was accurate. Thank you so much for your daily texts and phone calls. Love you forever my best friend.image

I’m happy to report that I’m finally out of the boot. I’m officially on the road to recovery. For all of you who have had the not so pleasurable experience of a stress fracture and/or needing the boot to heal I’m sure that you will agree with me the real work begins when it comes off. Luckily my sister and I discussed some of the issues that may arise. Kip had also given me several exercises to work on. I had also asked a few of my running and non-running friends what they experienced. I knew I wouldn’t be able to pick up where I left off but somewhere in my mind I thought I might be one of the lucky ones who escaped with nothing more than a tender and sore foot. Nope, no such luck!! Where I had the fracture is tender and sore which I expected but I didn’t really think I’d be dealing with shin splints, the beginning signs of plantar fasciitis and knotted and tight calves. Wasn’t I suppose to feel better now that the boot was off? What in the world was happening!! Why was I dealing with symptoms that didn’t exist prior to my injury…but enough about that, imagemy blog isn’t about my injury or my recovery.

My story is about all the joy and happiness I’m surrounded by. I started practicing yoga at home and I’m feeling strong and refreshed. I’m scheduled to teach yoga classes beginning in 2 weeks. I’m completely excited and nervous as I embark on this new quest in my life. It will be challenging but my mantra as of lately has been “if it doesn’t challenge you, it doesn’t change you.” The other joyful thing in my life is that I was able to go out for a run this past Thursday. It wasn’t easy but I had to test it out. I went out for a 2 mile run to see where I was physically. We were registered to run the Hot Chocolate 15K (9.3 miles) on Saturday. I had already made the wise decision to change from the 15K to the 5K (3.1 miles). I was really happy that I was going to actually run. I set 2 goals, first was to enjoy the run and the second was to attempt to keep an 11min. pace. I somehow managed to meet and surpass my time goal which was icing on top!! When it felt tough I chanted my mantra to myself. My heart is happy and I’m humbled at how resilient we are. I still plan on taking it one day at a time and enjoy every second of everyday.

So with an open heart and an open mind.


Ready to Boot “the boot”

Sorry for the delay in posting a new blog. I guess I’m having bloggers block. As you all know when we hit the ground running with our blog I was healthy. I was running and preparing for the Dopey Challenge in Disney World. I had just completed my yoga teacher training and then BOOM, out of nowhere I end up with a stress fracture. On a bright note, I’m healing!! Yes it’s been a slow process but it’s progress in the right direction.

Once I returned home from Disney World all I wanted to do was sleep and that is exactly what I did!!! Rest, rest and more rest. I literally would go to work, crawl in bed the second I got home from work and sleep, then eat, then back to sleep and repeat. This went on for 2 weeks. I felt like Jenny from the movie Forest Gump!! It was like I hadn’t slept in years. I went from being an early riser to not wanting to get out of bed at all. This is so not me. I always have 50 things I need to do or want to do but my body wasn’t having of that nonsense. I’m glad to report that I finally feel rested. I am nowhere near running at this point but thanks to Kip, my sports therapist, I have been able to walk out of my boot for an hour or so per day. It isn’t pain free but it’s manageable pain. His advice: “your will has to be greater than your thoughts.” Pain is inevitable but suffering is optional. So everyday after work I’ve been taking baby steps without the aid of my boot. I’m ready to give the boot a boot but per doc’s orders I need to remain in the boot until my next visit. February 4th needs to get here already!! So until then I will take it one day and one step at a time.

Thanks for all your continued love and support.

With love and gratitude, Namaste



Stress Fracture

Stress fracture.  These 2 words can cause a runner’s spine to tingle.  Most of us have either had a stress fracture or know someone who has had a stress fracture.  The most common place for stress fractures are the foot.  The most common site is the second and third metatarsal bones. Other sites include the heel, the navicular bone (top of the midfoot), and the fibula (outer bone of lower leg).  The most common cause of stress fractures are overuse, weakening of the bones also known as osteoporosis, poor foot wear, and the female athletic triad to name a few.  There are other causes but these are common risks for women.

This is my third stress fracture in the past year.  Each fracture has been in a different place.  Both of my feet have been injured.  I have thought about my recent stress fractures at length.  I know the pain started at mile 25 of the marathon. I have reviewed that final mile over and over in my head.  Did I step wrong?  Did something happen earlier in the race.  Was my foot already broken and I made it worse?  I keep a running journal and I don’t make any reference to the site where my fracture has occurred.  I talk about my toe hurting and the plantar fasciitis at length. A common cause of a stress fracture other than overuse is change of gait. Did I change my gait without realizing it?  I don’t think so.  I believe the cause of my recurrent stress fracture is bone loss.  I asked a fellow colleague who is an orthopedic surgeon to review my x-ray.  He told me matter of factly that I have bone loss.  We discussed my mileage and activity and he did not feel it was excessive.  We discussed the recommendation for running.

So what is the female athletic triad?  The female athletic triad is a combination of energy deficiency with or without eating disorder (poor nutrition), infrequent or absent menstrual cycle, and bone loss.  When I think about this model, I always think of the high school distance runner.  She is young, thin, and active.  What I failed to think about was, how do I fit this model.  I fit all three of these categories.

1. I am an older runner who fertility days are far behind me and therefore have absent menstrual cycles.  Ok let me just say it.  I am in Menopause.  It is so hard to say that one word.  It makes me feel old.  I therefore have estrogen deficiency due to this.  Decreased estrogen can lead to bone loss.

2. I don’t have an eating disorder but I am always on a diet.  I am always trying to lose that last 10 pounds.  My diet is quite poor and that’s why I’m always on a diet.  My favorite meal is hamburger and french fries.  Calcium is not in my diet.  Maybe once a week if I treat myself to ice cream.  Hence poor nutrition.

3. Osteoporosis or thinning of the bones is a risk for stress fractures.  Risk factors include age, menopause, female, low body weight, and smoking. Bones need both calcium and Vitamin D to help prevent osteoporosis. I slather sunblock on my body when I run.  Bones need both calcium and vitamin D.  Vitamin D is produced by the body in response to the skin’s exposure to sunlight.  It helps the body use calcium.  Sunblock limits the absorption necessary.

So now every morning I take my calcium supplement.  I am scheduled for a bone density test.  I know I am not 21 and my training has to change.  I know I have to incorporate cross training.  I have always known this but have not been compliant.  I love to run it’s what I do.  The bike to me is tedious.  I often tell people I would rather run 20 miles on the treadmill than bike for 1 min.  Swimming doesn’t let me listen to my music.  I really enjoy listening music.  Every song on the radio has the potential to make it to my running playlist. Weights are just a punishment.  They say old dogs can’t learn new tricks.  Well I am going to attempt to change.  This year I will share my journey of this change.  I may not like it but if I want to continue to run then it’s what I will do.




I have completed the Dopey challenge.  I ran all four races without any problems until Mile 25….

I had come to Disney to enjoy the race and spend time with my sister.  The trip was not what we had envisioned. She was in a boot and I was still nursing a mild case of plantar fasciitis but I had a game plan.  I was going to enjoy the atmosphere and have fun.  I was not racing for time. We had planned our outfits:  Day 1 – Captain America,   Day 2 – Red Minnie Mouse,  Day 3 – Elsa and Anna, and  Day 4 – Pink Minnie Mouse with Marathon Maniac shirt.

We ran the 5k at a leisure pace. We even took our picture with our running brother Bart Yasso, “Mayor of Running” and Daisy Duck.  Melanie had ran without the boot. She had decided after the race to run the 10k but to wear her boot.  She was unsure if she was going to be able to do the half or the full marathon.  At that point she decided to wear her Anna outfit.  She said she had worked hard on the outfit.  I was still going to wear my red/white polka dot Minnie.  We had decided to do our own thing for this race.  As I was running the 10k, I missed her during the race.  I didn’t have my picture buddy.  That evening we re-evaluated her foot.  She said she felt she could walk the half.  I supported her decision. I know firsthand what dropping out of a race feels like.  I told her all the pros and cons.  I’ll admit I didn’t want her to run the race but she’s an adult and I have to trust her.  The race went well for us.  We enjoyed ourselves.  I do not feel I sacrificed my race for her.  I ran my race it just happened to be together. I was happy and that’s why I run.

Marathon day!!!!  It had been 51 weeks since my last marathon.  I was a little nervous.  I had a game plan: Fuel every 5 miles, keep an 11 min/mile pace,  stop Cinderella’s castle and take pictures, and finally meet Melanie at mile 24.5.  The first thing to derail my plan was my watch, it stopped at mile 16. Makes it hard to stay on course without a watch.  Especially the hard miles.  Yes, I know there are clocks on the course but it’s not the same. Second thing the rain.  Yes, the rain was light but it’s still rain.  It also was humid when it stopped.  Seeing Melanie at mile 24+ was great.  We hugged, she took pics, and I was almost done.  I knew once I saw her I only had one more park, Epcot. I left her feeling good. I was a little behind pace but coming in under 5 hours.  I didn’t feel tired. Nothing really hurt until mile 25.  I rounded the corner coming into the park and I felt as if someone had stuck a hot poker in my left foot.  As you can see from the picture above no problems less than a half mile before.  I stopped walked a little.  Shook my foot a bit (shake it off, shake off).  Absolutely no help. I gutted it out.  I hate to admit this but I cried.  It hurt so bad.  I knew it was broke.  I cried because I had done what I was supposed to and my body betrayed me.  I finished the race smiling.

I will be honest.  I didn’t want to share my stress fracture in this blog.  I wanted to write about the run. I didn’t want our blogs to start as the running lives of 2 injured sisters.  I want this blog to be honest and that’s why I have to tell my story.  I now have to evaluate my history of why I have now had 3 stress fractures in less than a year in 3 different places.  I have been running for over 10 years on a regular basis and have never been this injured.

The doctor in me knows why and that will be my next blog.

Thank you.



“Boot Girl”

Well, I’m proud and happy to say that I completed 3 of the 4 races. I’m learning to accept that I wasn’t able to run the final race, the “beast,” the full marathon. Anyone who has ever ran a full marathon can testify that it isn’t something you take lightly. I’m not implying that the half marathon isn’t tough but when you decide to train for a full marathon your base mileage is 10-14 miles. So you may as well get use to running 1/2 marathons on your “easy long runs.”

Today was a tough day, I had to put my big girl panties on and deal with the fact that I was not going to be running the marathon. Which meant I was not going to be earning my Goofy and Dopey Challenge medals. This is my first DNS (did not start) race. It was a tough decision but honestly I know it was the right thing to do. I need to allow my body to heal. Two weeks ago I wasn’t sure I would be able to walk much less run one race. So being able to complete three of the four races exceeded what I thought was possible. I had my fears. Then my fears turned into gratitude. I had to set my ego aside. This injury has humbled me in more ways than I can express.

To my sister, I’m beyond grateful for you. She stayed by my side running the 1/2 marathon with me. She caught me at mile 5.5 (we started in different corrals) and she sacrificed her race to stay with me. For that I will forever be grateful. I also want to thank the running community, so many runners, spectators and volunteers offered kind and uplifting compliments. Nothing prepared me for that type of emotional support. It was the fuel that kept the warrior in me fighting to finish and to finish strong and with a smile. So for all of you who sent me positive energy and love I want to thank you and I want you to know that no gesture went unnoticed. You were there by my side at all the right moments, sharing my journey. Whether it was a thumbs up, a pat on my back, a kind, encouraging word or walking/running with me for a portion on the course. You will forever be in my heart and thoughts. From the bottom of my heart, thank you!!

To the few who felt the need to express your opinions in a “maternal or paternal” manner on why I was running in a boot, I understand your worries were for my well being. However, as the saying goes “if you don’t have something nice to say, don’t say anything at all”. I did appreciate your concern luckily my yoga practice has taught me to take what I need and leave what doesn’t feed my soul.

My fairytale didn’t end as I had hoped, I wanted my medals more than anything, honestly who doesn’t love bling, but it wasn’t meant to be. It did end with a desire and determination to get healthy and to honor myself and my body for what was accomplished. As I close my tale please know that it was a hard call not to run but my fairytale doesn’t end here. I will heal and I will come back a stronger runner and a more compassionate and humble person.

I also have to thank my family, my husband and kids who supported me from home. You guys are my rock. I know you were worried and I appreciate you allowing me to figure it out on my own and my friends for your support and for honesty. I cherish you and your honesty.

With love and gratitude I thank you for taking time to read my blog.
Melanie aka “boot girl”


The Boot

First of all let me begin with saying thank you for taking the time to read my blog. I’m grateful for each and every person who has liked our Facebook page. Second, I would like to apologize for not writing sooner. It’s been a busy week. Packing for our runcation, spending time with my family before leaving for our trip took over but here goes nothing!!

I’ve been on an emotional roller coaster the past 2 days. I’m still dealing with my foot injury from Christmas morning. I was hoping that my injury would be nothing more than tendonitis or sore muscles and with rest I would be able to run the races with some expected discomfort but I hadn’t imagined intense pain. I figured that I would have to take it easy and set my long term running goals to the side until I was healed or healthier. What never crossed my mind was that I might not be able to complete the challenge. Nor did I imagine having to run or walk in my boot.  Yes, I was in denial until yesterday when I ran the 5K. I ran without the boot and yes, you read correct I ran the 5K. Not at a fast pace but I did run. The pain was unbelievable but somehow I managed to push mentally and physically and muscle thru the run. I know, I know it was not the smartest thing to do but who’s keeping a log. I’m finally dealing with the reality that it’s not an easy fix it’s a stress fracture. Running injured is for the birds and I’ve had my fair share of injuries: ITB, plantar fasciitis, sciatica, piriformis but running with a stress fracture takes on a new type of crazy!! I’ve had to accept that if I run without the boot I can and will cause further injury and one weekend of running could lead to possibly not running for a long time. If I run without the boot I could end up with an actual break. Worse case scenario a full break that would mean surgery, possibly getting pins to hold the bones together and worse than that not being able to run for a year or more.  To me the not running for a year and limiting  my yoga practice would send me to the looney house!!

So today I made a big girl decision. I toed up at the start line for the 10K portion of the challenge but it was in one running shoe and the boot. I decided to walk the 10K. Most normal people would still think I’m nuts but distance runners get it. I did tell my sister to run her own race. She offered to walk with me but I knew it would take away from her race experience and I wanted her to have fun and stop to take pictures with the characters on the course (she loves that part!). As we took off I had a few fears but I managed to let them go and walk the 6.2 miles in the boot. I enjoyed the race once I let my ego go. I thank my yoga practice for this. So many times I do things because of my ego. Today I pushed it aside and focused on all my blessings. I practiced being humble, being kind to myself and being patient. As I took this journey I was amazed by the support and love I recieved from so many runners, spectators and volunteers. I’m not saying I didn’t get the “your crazy eye” but I can honestly say I was surrounded by a community of family. I want to thank every person who wished me luck, told me to keep at it, good job or that I was an inspiration. Each person was there by my side at the perfect time. The icing on the cake besides finishing the race was when my sister waited for me in line to get a picture of us with Lilo and Stitch. Tomorrow I will attemp to complete the half marathon 13.1 miles. YES, in my boot and walking the course. With love and gratitude thank you for reading!!






Dopey 2015

This is the second year Melanie and I are doing the Dopey Challenge at Walt Disney World. The Dopey consistent of 4 races over 4 days.  It starts with a 5k, 10k, half marathon and ends with the marathon.  I am like a kid at Christmas when I am talking about Disney.  It is literally the happiest place on Earth.  I guess the question is why do I run thru it?  I will tell you this, I have some of my worst times in these races.  It takes Mel and I almost an hour to get thru Magic Kingdom.  The reason I run Disney is it let’s me be a kid again.  I take my picture with every princess and pose with as many characters as possible. The race is just fun. NO negative splits, no pace to maintain. It’s what running was meant to be: a leisurely run with thousands of people.

The packing and planning for this trip started about a month ago.  Melanie and I have to decide what outfits we want to run in.  This year we chose Captain America, Pink and Red Minnie and Elsa/Anna.  I will be Elsa. She said I was the older sister so I should be Elsa.  I agreed because she makes the costumes. She is an amazing seamstress.  She makes our skirts and all the frilly add ons.  She is all about the detail.  I would literally run in a pair of shorts and ugly top.  She is the reason we dress cute.

What’s fun about packing for a runcation is you don’t have to pack running clothes first then figure out how your regular clothes is going to fit in your suitcase. The whole trip is running so all the clothes is running clothes.  I can pack more than one pair of running shoes and not have to worry how my boots or heels (yeah right when is the last time I wore heels)  will fit.

I will post pictures of all our outfits. Happy running.


Disney, running with an injury

In less than 5 days Malissia and I embark on our first running adventure for 2015, The Disney World Dopey Challenge.  It’s our second year tackling the 48.6 miles over 4 days.  I normally get excited about our trips and races but I’m worried about this one.  You see, my last run was on December 25, 2014.  I set out for a 10 mile run with friends before celebrating Christmas with the family.  It started out like any other run, chatting about our upcoming races and discussing the fact that we were beginning to Continue Reading