Seeds of Hope 5k

So here’s an awesome run story.  You’re going to just love this.  Nick and I ran the Seeds of Hope 5k on November 16th, out in the middle of no where Long Island.  It was absolutely butts cold–I had frost on my car windows.  Talk about massively cranky–I thought I was going to rage flip the car (thanks, Christian).

When we got there, we picked up our shirts, our bibs, and then sat in Nick’s car, warming up.  Highlight of the wait?  Banana.

2014-11-16 08.11.58It was so cold, the banana was partly frozen.  Also, you can see the blue poking-out part of the Wounded Warriors shirt under the orange race shirt.  I wasn’t kidding about wearing it every race since.
We also took our pre-race photo in the car:

2014-11-16 08.17.30The race itself was TINY.  There were only a few hundred people running.  We positioned ourselves in the back of the crowd, by a guy and his dog, and again prepared ourselves to come in last.  I didn’t know it at the time, but this would be the last race I worried about coming in last.

The run took us through the beautiful water-side town of Center Moriches, and then back up to the park where we started.  It was frigid nearly the entire run, though luckily not windy.  Also, the water station was heartbreaking.  They were tiny mouthwash-sized cups.  I nearly wept with disappointment.

I realized a lot during this run.  I managed to keep pace with a girl in front of me, and even when I thought I wanted to die, I kept going.  After the sad water station, I had nothing else to do but think.  I realized I didn’t actually care about my time anymore.  I realized I just wanted to do a little better each time.  I felt my legs moving and I felt the cold air in my lungs.  I felt alive, and I felt strong.  And then I finished the race.  After I finished, i turned around, walked back to find Nick, and then finished the race a second time (our tradition).  I felt like I could run around the world.

They had bagels for the runners at the finish, so naturally I shoved an entire half of a bagel in my mouth before taking the post-race photo:

2014-11-16 10.00.08They had given out raffle tickets, and I wanted to stay for the raffle.  They were reading out the awards, and I had stopped listening when Nick started pushing me to go get my award.  I won second place in my age category for my gender.  Honestly, I must have looked like a crazy person when I posed for the photo.  I didn’t even understand what was going on.  Here’s me and my glass:

2014-11-16 10.13.50And here’s proof that it was really an award for second place in the race:

2014-11-16 10.14.09I would later find out that I won second place out of two women, but WHATEVER.  I nearly cried when I held that glass.  I’ve never won anything remotely close to that in my whole life.  To steal a line from my beautiful friend Julie, receiving that glass was like finally feeling my heart beat again.  I had forgotten what feeling proud was like.  I am very grateful for it.

While I was staring at the glass and saying how I couldn’t believe I was holding it for the nine hundredth time, they started calling the raffles, and I won the first one!  I got this awesome giant box of locally brewed beer:

2014-11-16 10.19.16So this race gave me a huge part of my life back.  And a lot of beer.  And a neat glass to hold all my safety pins.  I’d say that’s a pretty big win.

Race Stats

Distance: 3.1 miles

Total Time: 41:18

Pace: 13:20 min/mi (19 seconds faster than the last race!)

Place: 102/109 (oh yeah, baby!)

15 Reasons Why I Love New Years Eve

1. I get to think of all the ways next year will be cooler.

2. I get to spend time with people who are important to me.

3. They watch me shovel twelve grapes into my mouth in ten seconds.

4. I write letters to the world and then send them off.

5. Everything feels brand new and special.

6. I can’t stop smiling.

7. I know the first week back to work will be filled with nothing but children telling me it’s the wrong year every day.

8. I get a chance to look back at myself and feel proud of my changes.

9. I get cheesecake.

10. I have a really good reason to make a million to-do lists.

11. The last ten seconds makes me feel like I’m seven again.

12. I don’t have to remember to change the year when I queue a post.

13. I get to use my new planner.

14. I feel God everywhere.

15. I’m reminded that people are good inside, and they’re worth keeping.

Dear Santa,

All I want for Christmas tomorrow is love.  Love for me, and for everyone in the world who feels alone.  I want love for the people who are angry, for the people who have lost someone recently, and for the people who feel like things can’t get any worse.  There are a lot of people who aren’t getting enough love and need something a little extra right now.  If you run out of love for those people, you can give them some of mine.


The same girl who wishes very hard for the same thing at each birthday cake

Revisiting Happy Memories

When I find I am having trouble being happy, I go back and look at photos from a trip I took two years ago, which is detailed here: Megatrip.  I was unnaturally happy during the whole trip, and love every moment.  My favorite is a moment when Nick and I were camping on old Gettysburg battlegrounds and had just come from a ghost tour.  We decided to take the moment of terror very seriously and record a snapchat of our haunted campgrounds.

Wounded Warriors: Run for the Warriors 5k

Our next race was one raising money for the Wounded Warriors.  It was on November 9th, and was one of the warmest days–completely beautiful.  It was humbling to run with veterans, especially ones who were injured from their time serving this country.  That being said, I was extremely nervous to run this race because of how many very fit people there were.  I was sure I would come in last.

Here’s our pre-race photo:

2014-11-09 09.24.32We got really awesome long-sleeved running shirts (that I now use for running all the time) and some drinks, which were really generous.  The route was cool too–it ran along Sunrise Highway on Long Island, and up through the town of Lindenhurst.  The finish came back down onto the highway.  I saw a few vets watching the race, which touched my heart.  It kept me wanting to run, that’s for sure.

Here’s the post-race photo:

2014-11-09 10.48.46My smile is mostly a result of knowing I had already beat my time from the last race.  It felt so good to run–I was super proud of myself.  It’s a feeling I bring with me on every race since then.

Race Stats

Total Distance: 3.25 miles

Total Time: 44:17

Pace: 13:39 min/mi (decrease of 41 seconds from the last race!)

Place: 898/1189