Saturday, November 12, 2011

lacing up


why do we run?  we just do.  it's a love and it's life changing.  it's exhilarating, it's breathtaking, it's empowering and humbling, it's therapeutic and liberating.  throw in a race and running moves deeper into your mind as well as your legs... 


we got us some pretty nifty shoelaces to celebrate our team.....
 it's like putting new tires on an old car...except those sneaker jalopies are only a few hundred miles old.

we were off to the race on what was a beautiful autumn sunday morn with all our smurfy blue laces tied up.  we had just started out and all of a sudden i panicked thinking i forgot my shuffle, and as the designated driver,  i instantly turned into the post office to go back home and jeff sighed THE sigh, offering his music but that's like wearing someone else's underwear, it's all too personal..., then i heard jen and nicole saying that i had the headphones on my shirt...(duh) so i finished doing a donut in the post office parking lot (shannon was already getting car sick) and we were on our way.
once we were all safety-pinned and numbered up, jeff, aka jeb (jeff + meb) http://marathonmeb.com/ , graciously took our jackets and race shirts back to the car while we warmed up by walking back and forth to the bathroom 8 or 9 times.  there's nothing worse than trying to run when you are holding your full bladder in the palm of your hand.  
shannon, jen, nicole, me, and jeb
of course jeb warmed up by running around the track 80 or 90 times with his iron bladder bouncing happily about.   he must be onto something because aside from his steel pony legs, he always reaches the finish line before any of us.  (note to self, try the warm up and alternate with bathroom pitstops).  so we finally made our way to the starting line and we were off.  
passed the high school, passed the dead squirrel with its guts strewn all over the runners' lane, down the hill which is always a good time to catch your breath and do some self talking because you know what goes down must come UP, and there it was...up the side street little hill, then up the gigantic hill (it really wasn't but hills are annoying and they always look like the mountain in "how the grinch stole christmas").  back passed the poor little squirrel which told me i was that much closer to the end, and i was feeling pretty good.   
our "run strong" team
jeb was waiting (with his 24 minute finish) to cheer me on with encouraging words at the entrance to the track and i tried turning it up a notch.  a felt a little twinge of nausea and the track seemed endless.  i breathlessly crossed the finish line with relief and thirst, and a little bit of disappointment because i didn't beat my last 5k time (but i guess it's true what they say, different course, different race, different results...) but i was pleased with my 28.06 time.  our friend, jen the runner, came in right behind me, then shannon and nicole who did an amazing job of running her first 5k.  
we walked passed the hot dog cart (we cursed that we had no money on our persons..) and back into the hs gym where the standings were posted.  dozens of sweaty people were trying to make their way up to see what place they came in on the 5 pieces of paper with tiny font taped up to the wall.   jeb reported i came in fourth in my age category.  eh.  then shannon came back from the standings jumping like tigger...she came in third in her age group!!   so, much to hungry jeb's chagrin, we were there for the duration of the awards presentation.  we were chatting and goofing around and thinking about food and then i heard my name...  who knew???  it was my turn to be tigger.  but i was more embarrassing.  shannon's age group was last and it was wonderful to see the medal going over her head with pride in her eyes of her third place well-run third race (say that three times).

nicole took this one of all my stuff


i asked my friend, nicole the runner, to tell me what to add about her first 5k.  here are her words...

post-race nicole

.....how about mentioning that our dad Jeb bought us bacon egg and cheese sandwich (to split)....
..... how about adding the fact that this race brought out the once doubtful girl who couldn't run a mile 9 months ago, showed up, and showed up a RUNNER to her first 5k, because of your inspirational push?
..........how about adding that this now not doubtful RUNNER girl finished the race strong, proud of herself, and ready to do it again....because of your inspirational push?
 
...............how about adding that this RUNNER GIRL will keep RUNNING, keep getting BETTER, keep PUSHING...because of your inspirational push?
....................THAT, my inspiration, is worth a FIRST PLACE MEDAL................


 

10 comments:

  1. Awesome Nik the medal wearer! I had such a great day and am so grateful for our friendship :)

    XO
    'jen the runner'

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  2. You inspire me as well...I just need a running partner! Great job!

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  3. thanks everyone!!! chris, your music is your partner....get out there and run. xoxo

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  4. You make me want to run! I am motivated and inspired!

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  5. thank you mellissa!! as soon as your ankle heals, lace up your sneaks... xoxoxo

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  6. Hi! I love the shoelaces! I am actually looking for shoelaces just like that, but I'm having trouble finding them. Could you let me know where you bought them? My friends and I are running a race to raise funds for ovarian cancer. The color for ovarian cancer is teal -- and your shoelace is close enough!

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  7. Hi! I love the shoelaces! I am actually looking for shoelaces just like that, but I'm having trouble finding them. Could you let me know where you bought them? My friends and I are running a race to raise funds for ovarian cancer. The color for ovarian cancer is teal -- and your shoelace is close enough!

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  8. hi sarah! i bought those shoelaces at sports authority. they are great because they never untie. happy running...

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