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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