Hello friends! Happy Monday!


I have some extra time on my hands today (funny how that happens when you aren’t able to run :)), so I’m seizing the opportunity for an updated current things post. I really enjoy writing these.

Current book: Daniel has gotten me into John Grisham recently. I don’t read (or watch) anything violent, so I always do a quick overview of the plot before I start a book to make sure it isn’t anything crazy. We both started with The Firm. Daniel also just finished Gray Mountain and I just finished The Partner. We are about to switch and read the other ones now. We like to discuss the books as we go!

Daniel is also reading The Insanity of God: A Story of Faith Resurrected by Nik Ripken and I am also still working on Present over Perfect. It’s a great book, but it’s harder to read quickly. I can blaze my way through fiction much faster non-fiction.

Current music: I am obsessed (I think there’s a separate category for that, but it’s going here anyway) with The Garth Channel on Sirius XM. It is a mix of Garth Brooks songs as well as songs from other artists who inspired and influenced him and it’s amazing.

Current guilty pleasure: I am about to cuddle up on the couch next to this goober and enjoy all the puppy snuggles.


Current drink: I try not to make diet sodas a daily habit, but for some reason when I am sick (or in this care I guess injured is more appropriate), I really crave Sprite. I am currently sipping on a Sprite Zero w/ a Lemon Lime Nuun tablet added in. Lots of lemony-limey goodness.

Just a fair warning: if you mix Nuun with a carbonated beverage, you need to do it over the sink. The combination is a bit “combustible” (I’m sure this isn’t scientifically the correct term, but the point is that it basically makes a little bit of a mess) and you’re going to have some fizz to deal with initially. It’s totally worth it though.

Current food: The food situation is a bit tricky currently. My teeth are still very sore and I am basically sticking with a mushy diet for the time being. I just ate a mashed banana on toast.


Any hard-core Gilmore Girls fans will appreciate this.


LORELAI: Mom, I think somebody already ate that.
EMILY: That is a mashed banana on toast.
EMILY: I used to make this for you all the time when you were a little girl.
LORELAI: You did?
EMILY: Yes, whenever you got sick I made this.
LORELAI: Are you sure it wasn’t the other way around?

I first got the idea for mashed banana on toast from this show years ago. They actually made it sound horrible, but it sounded good to me. Bananas, good. Beef Bread, good. ICYMI: That was a Friend’s reference (I’m on a roll today). Long story short, my mom and I started doing the banana toast thing and it’s actually pretty good (in my opinion). I actually added applesauce to my concoction today. Gotta let that toast get good and mushy before I can actually chew it (#fatlipproblems)!

P. S. Who is excited about “Gilmore Girls: A Year in the Life?!” One more month!

Current obsession: The Instant Pot is pretty much the best thing ever! It is a multi-cooker, capable of completely taking the place of a pressure cooker, a slow cooker, a rice cooker, a sauté/browning pan, and a steamer. It cooks meals really fast (using less energy) and preserves the nutrients.

Y’all know that I am not a chef, but this thing is amazing. Here are a few things I have “cooked” in it (all cooked for less than 10 minutes!):

Baked apples (SO GOOD).


Quinoa (for dayzzz).


Daniel has used it more than I have. He’s cooked oatmeal, couscous (per my request, he doesn’t eat that voluntarily), steamed broccoli, bell peppers and lots of grilled chicken.

Current craving: Hot chocolate. Mmm.

Current need: A warm fire! It is nice and cool outside, so I have the porch and all of the windows open. It is chilly inside and of course, I am freezing, but I am determined to enjoy the beautiful weather! The struggle is real.

Current indulgence: I have a hard time with this category every time. I have let the word indulge acquire a negative connotation in my brain. When I think of indulge, I automatically think of lack of self-control or lack of self-discipline, which would be a weakness. I am really trying to shift my perception of this. Indulgence does not mean over-indulgence.

I’ve been taking time in the evenings to slow down (i.e., SIT DOWN) for a few minutes and enjoy the sunset. This might not seem like a big deal, but it has really been a nice change of pace. As I sit, I am immediately reminded of Psalm 46:10: “Be still, and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth.”


Current bane of my existence: Politics.

Current procrastination: I need to go through my closet and put some summer stuff away and get some winter things out of storage, but I’m not really feeling that today. I’ll blame it on my “injuries” instead of my laziness (which is a pretty legit excuse in my opinion).

Current confession: I spent a fair amount of time yesterday watching YouTube videos about how to curl your hair using a flat iron and practicing it. Again, I’ve got too much time on my hands.

So glamorous. LOL!


Current quote: Ernest Hemingway: “We are all broken, that’s how the light gets in.”


Current excitement: I just discovered the Garmin Face-It app and I have been experimenting with different watch home screens. It makes me smile!

You know … that time that I ran 26.2 miles, but couldn’t walk one. more. step.   015-edited

Current mood: Some combination of sleepy, content and grateful.

Tell me something that you are currently loving!

Fall is in the Air

Hey friends!

This should be a race recap post, but alas things didn’t go quite as planned yesterday. I’m sure you get tired of reading race recaps anyway, so I’m just doing what I can to keep things interesting over here.

Spoiler alert: You may fall before you fly.


I was pretty excited to run the local Turkey Trot yesterday. The race started less than a mile from the house. It’s hard to pass up a race that runs on your “home turf.” Due to road closures and police support, we have one 5K course that most of the local races have to use. The first mile is mostly flat with a few turns, the second mile is a long, gradual downhill and then the third miles is back up the long, gradual uphill.

Since you don’t get an actual recap, I’ll give you the “plan recap.” I had my race strategy nailed down. My goal for this race was 18:15-18:20, so I needed 5:52-5:54 average pace. I was aiming for 5:55, 5:45-5:50 (given the downhill) and 6:00 (given the uphill) splits. The plan was to “go for it” (in a semi-controlled fashion) during the second mile because I knew that the third mile was going to be tough, but I didn’t want to dip too far under V02 max pace and really crash on the last mile.

I felt really good about this plan and I was ready to get out there and chase that PR. Fall (LITERALLY) came back from its hiatus and graced us with some fabulous running weather! We woke up to temperatures in the upper 40s. It doesn’t get much better than that for running.

Daniel has been dealing with some sort of tendon injury in his foot. He has an appointment with an orthopaedist Friday and we are hopeful that he will get some good news and be able to run again. In the meantime he is limited to biking and swimming. Since he wasn’t running, he went with me to the 5K. I was so glad to have him with me!

We left the house around 7:15 for an 8 a.m. race start. How nice is that?! I didn’t have to get up until after 6!

Here we are. I’m wearing GLOVES! WOO HOO! All smiles (for now).


I ran and Daniel biked the mile up to the race start. When we got there I went over to the pre-registration tent to get my bib, but (of course) they didn’t have me on the list. Lol! I don’t know how these things keep happening. They were SO NICE about it though and mentioned that there had been a few problems with the group and online registrations. I headed over to the day-of registration tent and got (re) signed up.

After that was all squared away, it was time to do another mile or so to warm up. Our friend Tracey ran with us and we ran the first mile of the course and looped back to the start. Once we got back, I wanted to hit the bathrooms real quick before the race started. I told Daniel, “I don’t even really have to go, but it’s just one of those things that I feel like I am supposed to do before a race.” The line at the start was really long, so we decided to run over another block and use a less well-known bathroom. Leave it to a runner to know where every single bathroom in the area is.

We had about 10 to 15 minutes until the race started, which was plenty of time. We started towards the other bathroom (Daniel was on the bike and I was running beside him), when all of a sudden … SPLAT. I fell. HARD.

I don’t even know how it happened, other than I just tripped over my own two feet. Silly feet. Get it together. If you are a runner, you will understand that falls are inevitable. It’s almost a right of passage. You’re not a real runner until you’ve lost a toenail, pooped your pants, fallen on a run, etc. We’re an odd bunch. In case you are wondering, I have done two of the three things listed in the preceding sentence (I’ll keep you guessing as to which two it is :)).

I have fallen before, but never like this! I think I have maybe fallen 4 times (of course, I could be forgetting a time or two). The first two times I was really lucky and came away without a scratch! I even thought I had perfected the “tuck and roll” technique. If you’ve been reading for a little while, you may recall that I also fell last fall. The tuck and roll became a tuck and splat. I managed to strain a rib muscle that time (circa September 2015).

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This time, the fall was worse. I didn’t “tuck” at all, I just splat (or perhaps it is splatted …). I’ve not had to use the past tense of splat too often (Mom, when you read this let me know ;))

With no tuck and all splat, I managed to bust my knee and my lip (of all things) wide open. Note to self: DO NOT, I repeat DO NOT, try to break a fall with your face.


As soon as I went down, my first thought was “my teeth!” I was convinced that I was gonna open up my mouth to a big ‘ol hillbilly toothless grin. Thank goodness all of my teeth remained in place. They are sore, but seem to be fine otherwise. I am so glad that Daniel was there with me. If he wasn’t injured, he would’ve been doing his long run with his buddies and I would’ve been at the race by myself.

I got up, dusted myself off and stumbled over to the bathroom that we were originally headed for. We tried to clean my mouth out and stop the bleeding. At this point I got really dizzy and light-headed. I was pretty sure that I was going to pass out, but Daniel kept me “with it.” He kept telling me to keep my eyes open, prop my feet up over my heart, etc. I was NOT happy about any of this at the time, but it worked.

I hitched a ride home from a guy that saw us immediately after the “incident.” He asked me lots of questions on the way home. I think he was a tad skeptical that I had managed to bang myself up this bad by running. Ha. After we got back to the house, we had to figure out the next step. Daniel called and texted a few of the doctor friends and after pictures of my fat lip had been texted all around, everyone confirmed, “she’s gonna need stitches for that.”



By far the biggest blessing of the day came when our running buddy, Ron, who also happens to be a plastic surgeon, met us at his office and stitched me right on up. Two stitches to the knee and three to the lip and I was good to go. This is actually the first time I’ve ever had stitches. He did a wonderful job. I can’t thank him enough!

People pay lots of money to get lips like this (err well, maybe not exactly like this).


We are stocked up on soup, frozen yogurt, regular yogurt, pudding, applesauce, bananas, etc. (basically anything mushy) and Daniel is taking good care of me.

I’ll be taking a few days (at a minimum) off from running or a few weeks, depending on how my battle wounds heal up. Ron told me that most doctors would probably tell me to take at least a week off, but he said a few days should be good enough. He’s a runner. He gets it. I’m just going to play that by ear and see how the knee feels.

As of Sunday afternoon, my lip is very fat and my knee and teeth are pretty sore. I’m walking okay (if you classify a hobble as a walk), but I don’t foresee any running or strenuous exercise in the immediate future. I am definitely not complaining about that. I am just really thankful that it wasn’t any worse. I will keep you posted on my “recovery.”

This concludes the race recap that never was. Stay upright out there guys! Anyone else have a good falling story?

P.S (because I want to end on a happier note). Yesterday was little Brookser’s 5th birthday! Where does the time go?! Happy birthday to our (not so) little booger!

Pre-fall (obviously).


Have a great week y’all!

Double Double Toil & Hussle

Hey guys! I had a wonderful, race-filled weekend! Saturday morning I ran the Shrimp Fest 10K in Orange Beach, AL and Sunday morning I ran the Gulf Coast Half Marathon in Mandeville, LA.

Shrimp Fest 10K (38:32)

The Shrimp Fest 10K has been on the calendar for a while. Running Wild Team Cheetah showed up in full force!

After a 2 mile warm up, lots of adjustments to our crazy shorts (yes: they are cute & no: I don’t recommend them for a race) and a quick team picture, we headed over to the start line.


Jill, Lizzie, me and Jess!

We saw lots of friendly, familiar faces and we chatted waiting for the race to start.

The 10K started just after 8. There was also a 5K that started at 8:30. The timing of the starts worked out really well. Most of the race was run on the Backcountry Trail, which is a 15+ mile paved trail system that runs through Gulf State Park in Orange Beach and Gulf Shores AL.


The trail is great for running, but is definitely more narrow than a regular road. If the 5K and 10K had started at the same time, we would’ve been weaving in and out of each other running the same direction in the last few miles (local runners think ATR). Because the 5K started later, we were actually going the opposite direction on the trail, which made it much easier to stay separated. Everyone stayed to the right and it worked quite nicely.


I enjoyed running on the trails, but it got a tad lonely out there. I only passed one runner during the race. I didn’t get passed by anyone though, so I guess that’s a plus. I was in third place overall for the first two miles and passed the second place guy during mile 3. After that I just tried to chase down the leader, but I never could quite catch him.

Somehow my Garmin wasn’t located correctly at the start line, so my splits are a little wonky. It shows my splits as 6:36, 6:07, 6:07, 6:15, 6:15, 6:19 and 0:53 for the last 0.2 for a total time of 38:32 (6:13 average). I think that my first three miles might have been all closer to 6:10 – 6:15. The trees likely also had something to do with the signal not being great.

Thankfully the course was certified (and marked correctly), so I have qualms about calling this one an official PR. I ran a 38:37 10K as part of the First Light Marathon relay in January, but I didn’t get an official time for that since it was part of the relay. This was only 5 seconds faster than that, but I’ll take it!

The best part of the day hands down though was that we came in 1st, 2nd, 3rd & 4th overall females. You can’t beat that! We’ve been doing some workouts together here and there and to see everyone’s training coming together was super exciting!


Good times (FAST & FUN)!

The race was very well organized and I would definitely recommend it. This was my first time to run it and I loved it!

I tried my best to recover, refuel and rehydrate Saturday afternoon. Compression socks were worn all afternoon. I propped my legs up against the wall for a little bit. I see people doing this all the time, so I figured I would see what all the hype was about. If nothing else, I got a good stretch in. I could also feel the blood draining from my legs, so I’m thinking it probably helped reduce inflammation and promote circulation.


Gulf Coast Half Marathon (1:32:18)

A few weeks ago Rebecca asked if I would want to do this race in Mandeville LA. We did the race several years ago (2011) and it was a great course. Even though it was the day after the 10K, of course I said I was in! #alltheraces

The course is really beautiful. It starts in the Fontainebleau State Park, winds through some residential areas of Mandeville and runs along the North Shore of Lake Pontchartrain. The race starts at 7, which is nice (that extra hour makes a big different in the heat and humidity). This is another very well-organized event. The parking, bathrooms, everything along the course (volunteers, markings, aid stations, etc.) and the post-race awards were seamlessly executed and very efficient!

We decided to get up and drive over the morning of the race (it was about 2.5 hours away). My alarm was set for 2:50 a.m. (I KNOW). I was worried about sleeping through the alarm and I woke up just before 2 and wasn’t able to go back to sleep. We planned to meet at Starbucks at 3:30 to get on the road. At 3:35 or so Rebecca wasn’t there. I jokingly texted her to see if she was awake (assuming that she was probably almost there). Apparently she slept through her alarm and my text woke her up!

We had to do a quick reassessment of our travel plans (different meeting location and different driver (one of us (won’t say who) drives faster :)), but thankfully we made it to the race with plenty of time to get our packets and even get a short warm up in. Whew!

I wasn’t entirely sure how my legs were going to feel or what my “plan” for the race was going to be until we started running. I knew I wasn’t going to *race* (as in it wasn’t going to be an all out effort), but I knew that I wanted to push myself a little bit and see what I could do on tired legs. I started off with a few miles right around 7 minute pace (6:59, 6:54, 6:56).

After 3 miles I was feeling really good! I picked the pace up a little bit (NOT the brightest of ideas in hindsight) and ran the next three in 6:52, 6:44, 6:47.

I crossed the 10K mark in about 42:15 and that’s where it started going south. Yikes. I wasn’t even half way done! I had a weird pain in my stomach. At the time I was thinking that it possibly had something to do with the Cliff bar that I ate before the race. I don’t typically eat anything before races, but since I was awake for over 4 hours by the time the race started, I was hungry. I didn’t want to run on an empty stomach, although I was questioning this decision around mile 7.

Now I am pretty sure that I might have a strained ab muscle from coughing my lungs out over the last few days. I’ve had some crazy allergy or sinus congestion going on for a few days. I feel fine, just a tad coughy, sneezy and drippy (throw in a few more adjectives and I would have enough ailments to make up the entire 7 dwarf posse).

Anywho … miles 7 through 12 were rough. I was fading in general and the stomach pain didn’t help anything. Those miles were 7:00, 7:25, 7:37, 7:49, 7:31 and 7:14. I got passed by quite a few runners during those 6 miles, which is not a fun feeling.

My stomach started feeling better and I managed to rally for the final mile and finished with a 6:10 mile (my fastest mile of the day (by far)). I passed several of the people who had passed me earlier and I felt amazing! I don’t know where that mile came from (other than I was just really over it and ready to be done with the race), but it felt good to finish strong.


My time was 1:32:18, which was good enough for 3rd overall female. Rebecca was 5th overall female!


The race has a really fun post-race party and the weather was perfect. We hung out for a little while after the race to get our awards and enjoyed listening to the band and visiting with friends. The overall and age group winners got an additional (skull) medal. Skulls were definitely the theme today (notice the race shirts below).



Whew. What a weekend! I think I’ll sleep well tonight! I hope everyone had a great weekend.

Tell me: What is the earliest you’ve set an alarm for a race morning? What is the most unusual or unique medal you’ve gotten?

Daniel + Donald + Dave = A Post about Meal Plans & Eating Disorders


Long time no see. Daniel asked me yesterday why I hadn’t blogged this week and I kind of brushed the question off by saying, “I don’t really feel like I have anything to say.” He was not satisfied with my answer excuse. He thought about it for a second and then said, “Isn’t that usually when you really have the most to say?”

Why yes, yes it is. Daniel has gotten so wise in his old age.

Here we are. I don’t even know where this post is going or if I will even hit “publish” once I write it, but let’s just see what happens, shall we? My hesitation is likely due to the vulnerability factor of the things that are on my heart.

I’m sure this crazy election is at the forefront of the minds of most Americans. I am not turning this into a political post, but I just want to acknowledge that all of this talk about sexual assault and the objectifying women is HARD. It’s difficult to hear and to be talked about as a “statistic.” It stirs up feelings that I don’t like and make me say things like “I don’t have anything to say” when in fact it is quite the opposite.

Moving on.

If you’ve been following along for a little bit you know that we somewhat recently started Dave Ramsey’s Financial Peace University. We have learned a lot and we are already seeing results and making progress towards our goals. The one thing that I have really noticed about going through this class is how over-arching some of the concepts are. In some ways I feel like Dave Ramsey has permeated our lives (in a good way).

We aren’t just learning how to create a budget for your money. Let’s face it. Budgeting is not rocket science, but sticking to a budget … now that is more difficult. It takes planning, communication, discipline and self-control.

So far I would say that the biggest positive takeaways have been in the areas of planning and communication. The planning relates to more than just money. Dave says that if you don’t tell your money where to go, it leaves on its own. The same thing relates to your time. If you don’t have a time “budget,” your time gets away from you. Seriously! Where does it go?

Communication is not one of my strengths. If you call me on the phone, I’m probably not going to answer (it’s really nothing personal, I promise) and to add to that, I don’t have voicemail. I don’t know what it is about the phone, but I strongly dislike it.

If you are in my life and we see each other on a regular basis, I am pretty good at staying in touch, but if we don’t see each other regularly, I majorly drop the ball on the communication front. In general, I’m not a big talker. I tend to keep my thoughts to myself (which is somewhat ironic as I sit here typing every single thought that pops into my head).

Daniel and I have been communicating well and collaborating on the budget. I even showed him how to use QuickBooks (proud wife moment). This might not seem like a big deal and it’s not like we didn’t communicate with each other before this, but I can tell that there has been a positive shift and for that I am thankful.

Every Sunday afternoon we watch our lesson, then we discuss what we plan to eat for week and then we go to the grocery store and try to not blow our entire budget in one fell swoop. He gave an example in one of the videos about a couple that didn’t have any retirement savings, because they “ate it” (i.e., they spent all of their money eating out). As it turns out, food is hands down the biggest “expense” for us as well (not necessarily eating out, but the combination of groceries and eating out).

There have been some positives and negatives from this so-called meal planning. I don’t really like to use that term for it, but I haven’t come up with anything better thus far.

Patience is not one of my virtues. When I get home from work (or running or whatever extracurricular activity is going on any given evening), I am usually hungry and ready to eat. Like I want to eat 10 minutes ago. I reach that “hanger” phase (hunger + anger) and it is very unpleasant.

We got an Instant Pot (it’s basically the opposite of a crock pot, for impatient folks like myself) and we are actually cooking stuff, so that’s definitely a positive. I like to use our lack of stove as an excuse as to why I don’t cook, but that is just a really big cop-out. We’ve had an oven before and *spoiler alert* I didn’t cook then either. Cooking is not something that I enjoy. I don’t know that it ever really will be, but who knows. I won’t write it off entirely just yet.

The thought of spending hours (or anything over 15 minutes really) on a meal that is going to be eaten in less than 15 minutes and then all that is left are a bunch of dirty dishes, well y’all, that just doesn’t make much sense to me. It’s kind of like ironing. I don’t understand it. It’s a totally foreign concept that I can’t wrap my (ignorant) brain around.

Back to cooking though. It is one of those necessary evils, especially if we have kids one day. Please read carefully: that if was very intentional. If we have kids, of course I want them to have a normal relationship with food and a healthy body image, which means that they will need to eat “normal meals.” I don’t want to “mess them up” and that is a very real fear (#realtalk) and also a little bit off topic, but not entirely off topic.

Let’s talk about meal planning for a minute. At first the thought of it was totally overwhelming to me. In typical all or nothing fashion, I had envisioned going from basically no meal planning whatsoever to creating this beautiful, healthy, nutrient-rich meal plan for us to follow for breakfast, lunch and dinner seven days a week. Of course that didn’t happen. Daniel (the wise old man that he is) suggested that we take it in smaller chunks. Let’s figure out one day’s worth of breakfast, lunch and dinner and try to have that each day of the week the first week. Then we can add variety gradually.

Small chunks. I liked the idea of that. I could handle that.

Having a meal plan is an important part of recovering from an eating disorder. It is the backbone of your recovery, because without it you aren’t able to do the deeper, emotional healing work that sustained recovery requires. The only time that I have specifically followed a “meal plan” is during recovery, which is why I am not real keen on the phrasing of it now. I just associate it with eating disorders.

Eventually you move away from following the “meal plan” and learn to eat intuitively (p.s., if you have mastered this CONGRATULATIONS and please share your pointers). You don’t want to be so rigid with your meals that you can’t deviate from what the plan says.

Rigidity. Discipline. Self-control. Those are a few things that I typically excel at. For several years now I have shied away from meal planning by convincing myself that following a meal plan was too rigid and I wanted to be more spontaneous with my food choices. While this is good in theory, unfortunately I am quite possibly the least spontaneous person you’ll ever meet. Cereal for dinner? So spontaneous! Oh my.

The first week of our “plan” we spent WAY more at the grocery store than we typically would have. Not gonna lie, that was kind of disheartening. We were trying so hard to be smart about what we were getting! After that first week though, we’ve been doing a lot better. So far our staples have been chicken (or some other type of meat), lots of grains (oatmeal, quinoa, couscous, etc.), beans, potatoes, yogurt, fruits and veggies.

The key for me is to actually prepare some of this stuff ahead of time (due to above-referenced lack of patience when hungry). We’ve been cooking the grains on Sunday and putting them in individualized containers to have during the week and then cooking the meat and vegetables the night of. It’s worked pretty well for us so far.

We are still working on adding the variety in there and I want to make sure to continue to work on that. I am really bad about falling into food ruts and I can feel myself doing that now, so I want to nip that in the bud. Being in a rut with a balanced dinner of protein, carbs and vegetables is definitely better than being in a rut with a dinner of cereal though! Baby steps.

I tend to fall into food ruts when I am avoiding dealing with something. It’s so bizarre to me how that happens, but sure enough it does. It’s almost like disordered eating is so ingrained in me that it is my first coping mechanism to deal with anything life throws my way. I am saying disordered eating instead of eating disorder there on purpose. They are not the same thing.

Someone with an eating disorder has disordered eating, but not everyone with disordered eating meets the criteria for an eating-disorder diagnosis. Eating disorders are psychiatric illnesses. Disordered eating, however, can just involve abnormal thoughts about food and episdoes of restriction or binges that do not amount to a psychiatric illness.

I haven’t gone into a lot of detail about my eating disorder and/or disordered eating on the blog, except for acknowledging that is something that I have struggled with and that I will likely struggle with (in a sense that I have to stay cognizant of it) forever. As bleak as that sounds, it is the truth. Everyone has something that they struggle with, whether or not they want to admit it, so we might as well be open about things so that we can help each other out.

I might do a post of “my eating disorder” story at some point. I’ve thought about it a lot, but I can’t decide what, if any, good would come from it. It would probably be very therapeutic to write, but I also think it might come across as hurtful to a few people who I care about. I’ll try to do an abbreviated version …

I’ve mentioned this before, but it is worth repeating … I have all of the intrinsic traits (perfectionistic, inflexible, disciplined, cautious, etc.) that set me up perfectly for this struggle. It was really just a matter of what would send me over the edge. It’s no one person’s “fault.”

A few mean comments and I was there. It started in high school. I lost some weight (I honestly don’t know the specifics of amounts, etc. and if I did I likely wouldn’t share that anyway … comparison is not a good game to play, especially in this area) and it got to the point where enough people expressed concern that my parents took me to the doctor.

My doctor (family practice) told me to gain weight and I did. It really didn’t seem like a very big deal at the time. I didn’t see a nutritionist or go to counseling or anything like that. Looking back I think this would’ve been super helpful. I would highly recommend any young girl that is struggling with weight or body image issues to talk to a professional about it.

Some people have awesome college experiences and remember it very fondly, but that is the absolute opposite of my college experience. I went to a big school, joined a sorority (I am NOT a sorority girl … learned that lesson the hard way) and was a small fish in a big pond. I was used to being a big fish in a small pond. The adjustment was too much for me. I threw myself into my school work (I graduated with a 4.0 and had no social life) and unsurprisingly, I started to lose weight again.

Same song, slightly different verse. I went to the doctor and was told to gain a few pounds. Got it. This time, however, I felt more “out of control” with the weight gain and that was not a good feeling. I was healthier physically, but mentally I was not. It was while I was at this (already) low point that I was raped. Talk about an earth-shattering, life-altering event. Bam. I was left feeling so broken that I didn’t think I would ever be happy or live a normal life again.

I was terrified. Of life. Of death. Of everything. After spending a few weeks at home, I went back to school and I tried to carry on as normal as possible, but I couldn’t. I was too scared to do anything. I had to withdraw from classes (another low point for little miss 4.0) and this is when I spent 45 days at an inpatient recovery center in Arizona. I am so grateful for my time there. I learned a lot. Unfortunately, I wasn’t ready or able to process everything that I learned. I still had a rough road ahead of me when I got back home.

I don’t recall ever really having one “aha” moment where things started to click and I was all of a sudden “healed.” Perhaps that is because I am still broken. We all are. While there was no one moment, there have been a series of moments, years, decades even that have allowed me to heal gradually.

Running has been instrumental in the healing process. I know that “exercise” in general is a slippery slope with eating disorders, but I truly do not see running as an issue at this time in my life. Exercise has been an issue, but I don’t run for “exercise.” I’m sure that sounds absolutely crazy. I don’t know if I will ever be able to adequately convey what I am trying to say with that. Running is part of who I am. It makes me a better version of myself. It gives me strength and confidence. It gives me friendships and love.

Daniel is a saint of a husband. He is supportive, caring and compassionate. God knew exactly what I needed in a husband. We both have struggles and in this oddly complex, perfectly imperfect way, we’ve helped each other overcome them. I couldn’t have asked for a better husband. When he said that I likely had “a lot to say” … #nailedit.

The ultimate TRUTH is that I am a child of God, created in His image. He is the ultimate HEALER and the one that sets us free from the chains that enslave us. He gives us great worth that nothing and no one (not even Donald Trump) can take away from us. He is the one that deserves all of the glory, honor and praise. Regardless of the results of this election, He is still King of King and Lord of Lords. He will reign forever.

Weekly Workouts

Hello! Coming at ya this evening with a run-down of my runs for the week:

Monday: OFF

Tuesday: 9 easy + RW group run

Wednesday: 3 mi. WU, 4 mi. LT tempo (6:44, 6:18, 6:18, 6:31), 1.75 mi. CD

I was tempted to take this workout to the TM or even the track, but ultimately decided that since I race on the roads and I need to do the workout on the roads. I need to get used to pacing myself, running on uneven terrain and battling the elements (wind, weather, etc.). I extended the warm up to avoid a humongous hill during the first mile of my workout again this week.

The workout was a 4 mile tempo at 6:15 to 6:25 pace. I have noticed that I have a hard time settling into the pace on the first mile of my tempo runs in the dark. I seem to be a bit slow on the first mile each week (even after an extended warm up) even though I feel like I am right on pace. There is a bit of a hill in the first mile of the route I have been doing (even though I avoid the humongous one), so I’m sure that has something to do with it.

I settled into a good groove during the second and third miles and was feeling good. I had to stop twice for traffic to cross the street during my fourth mile and it’s kind of difficult to get right back on pace after stopping. My overall average for the tempo miles was 6:27, which was only a few seconds off of my goal range, so I don’t really have anything to complain about.

No Ragrats.

Thursday: 8 easy

Friday: 2 mi. WU, 3 X 1 mile (6:36, 6:27, 6:33), 2 mi. CD

Friday morning was an impromptu track workout. I paced a friend for a few mile repeats and felt good!

Saturday: 9 easy

My legs were definitely feeling the quicker miles from Friday and a few miles into the run Saturday I knew that I needed to hold off and do my long run Sunday. I ran a few miles with the Daniels and headed back to the car. They did 20 miles and both of them ran great! I had some time to kill before they got back, so I headed over to RW for a few minutes and then met back up with the guys for breakfast.

Sunday: 16 mile moderate pace LR (7:46 average)

I am so glad that I waited for my long run because the weather Sunday was AMAZING! It was a perfect cool, crisp fall morning and I got in a great long run with friends. I took it a little bit easier the first half of the run (8:09 average) and then picked it up the second half of the run (7:22 average). I wish this weather would stick around for a while!

That’s it for the week. I’ve got TWO races next weekend. I’m pretty excited!

Have a great week y’all!

A Running Survey

Hello! Happy Friday!

I hope it’s been a good week! Today, I’ve got a running survey to share. I love random surveys and especially random running surveys.


  1. Would you rather run along a beach path or on a mountain trail? This is a tough one. I LOVE running on the beach, but I think that a mountain trail would be quite lovely. Unfortunately we don’t have too many (or any) mountains in lower Alabama, so if we are being realistic, I’ll chose beach.
  2. If you could choose the flavor of Gatorade at your next race’s aid stations, what would it be? If I had to choose Gatorade specifically, I would go with lemon-lime. For some reason that just seems like the most natural flavor of Gatorade (in my opinion). I think this might be because I remember drinking this flavor when I was younger. I wish more races had Nuun at aid stations! Gatorade has so much sugar and can be really hard on your stomach (especially mid-marathon).
  3. If I gave you a $100 gift card to a running store, what would be the first thing that you would purchase with it? I usually spend gift cards on shoes. Specifically, I would get a brand spanking new pair of the Brooks Launch. They make my feet happy. Happy feet –> happy runner!
  4. Do you prefer to follow a training plan or wake up and decide then how far and how fast you want to run? If I am training for a specific goal, I prefer to follow a plan. I did my own thing with my running for several years (like from 2005 – 2014) and that resulted in a lot of haphazard training. I did the occasional workout, but just ran easy 95% of the time. I built a pretty good base during this time, but my running has improved drastically over the last two years by using a coach and following his plan.
  5. Would you rather start your run with the uphill and end on the downhill or start your run with the downhill and end with the uphill? Let’s start uphill and hopefully that will help us start conservatively and finish stronger.
  6. When you can’t run, what type of cross-training do you choose to do? Oh dear. Cross-training is definitely not my forte. Thankfully (knock on wood) I haven’t been forced to cross train too much. I would probably choose the elliptical.
  7. Do you prefer out and back, point to point or loop runs? Point to point runs can be really fun, but the logistics of planning them can be a bit cumbersome. I love our Battleship route! I don’t mind out and back or loop routes either though. Daniel can’t stand an out and back route, so we run loop routes primarily.  
  8. If you could recommend ANY running related item to a new runner, what would it be? I’ve got two here. First, I think a GPS watch can be extremely helpful. I love my Garmin 235, but any of the other base models would be great for a new runner. While helpful, the watch is definitely not a necessity. However, you NEED to go and get properly fitted for a pair of running shoes that work for your feet and your stride. Just do it (ironically, I do not recommend Nike shoes).
  9. Do you ever see any wild animals while out on your runs? Occasionally we see snakes, foxes, armadillos, etc., but nothing too crazy!
  10. Ever gotten lost while out on a run? I rarely run in an area that I’m not familiar with, so that definitely minimizes my chances of getting lost. The last time that I remember getting “turned around” on a run was when I was in Arizona for Ragnar Del Sol (that was 2011, so it’s been a little while). A few of the girls wanted to go out before the race started and do a shake-out run and wouldn’t you know it that every single house and every single street in the neighborhood where we stayed looked the exact same! I really didn’t know if we were going to ever find our house again that day.
  11. If you could have one meal waiting and ready for you each time you got home from a run for the next 30 days, what would that meal be? I’m typically a morning runner, so if I had to pick one post-run meal for the next month it would consist of a big, hot cup of coffee with some overnight oats, greek yogurt and some sort of fruit. That’s pretty much what I eat after my run every single day anyway …
  12. Capris or shorts: what do you run in most often? Shorts! I am not a fan of running in capris. I only switch to tights when it is 40 degrees or less. Usually then it’s time for long tights, not capris. We have a very short window for capris and short-sleeved running clothes here. It seems like it is either 90 degrees (like 11 months of the year) or 30 degrees (the other month). Spring and fall last for 2 seconds. 
  13. At what mile (or how many minutes) into your run does your body start to feel like it is warming up and ready to go? It usually takes me 2 or 3 miles to warm up and get into a good rhythm. I like to do a 2 or 3 mile warm up before most races and workouts that I do for this exact reason.
  14. What do you do with your key when you run? Hmm. If I have a zip pocket I *might* put it in the pocket, but otherwise it’s “hidden” somewhere on my car. Rethinking this strategy as I type it out for the world wide web to read (just kidding … I trust all 5 of you out there that read this :))
  15. If you could relive any race that you have done in the past, which one what it be? Easiest question ever … Rock N Roll New Orleans 2015. I mean how often do you really get to win a marathon?! That was one of the best days ever and was definitely the best race EVER. It’s going to be hard to top those emotions!
  16. What type of run is your least favorite type of run? Hill repeats. I don’t like those.
  17. What has been your biggest motivation lately to get out the door to get your run on? The weather has started to cool off, so that definitely helps. I’m also chasing some goals that I feel like I am making good progress on and that helps to keep me motivated.
  18. When you go for a run, do you leave right from your front door or do you drive somewhere to start? Some of both.
  19. When running in daylight are sunglasses a must or an annoyance? I don’t really run in daylight all that much and when I do I rarely wear sunglasses. I have a pair of running sunglasses that I like a lot, but I don’t find myself wearing them often (for running anyway). I am more of a hat or visor kind of girl.
  20. When you get tired, what keeps you from quitting? I’m sure you’ve heard the quote “Pain is temporary. Quitting is forever.” I get tired. Sometimes my workouts are hard and I want to quit, but I don’t. If I have to, I adjust my goal for the day: take a break, reassess and push through. I use this strategy for workouts and race day!


If you want to play along … answer any or all of the questions. I’d love to hear your answers!

Have a great weekend! I’ll talk to you soon!



Race Recap: Mobile Sports Authority 5K

Oh boy. This one is going to be a doozy. I don’t even know where to begin …

I had envisioned writing this awesome race recap that said:
1) the weather was magical,
2) this magical race was the culmination of ALL of that hard summer training and
3) it FINALLY paid off and I ran a magical PR.

Just roll me in magical fairy dust and call me a unicorn. Perhaps my expectations were a tad unrealistic? Maybe. Maybe not. It’s really hard to say for sure, but that’s not exactly how it happened today.

First, let’s back up for a minute. I have had my eye on this race for quite a while. It is a new race (keep this in mind), but it is part of the Port City Pacers grand prix and I’m trying to run all of those races this year. Also the race is the first weekend in October (traditionally, this is when the first of the cool weather arrives) and the course was going to be flat and fast!

The cool weather arrived yesterday, almost as if on cue and I was so excited to RACE. Daniel had to work and none of my usual crew was running this race (lame), so I was kind of flying solo. I don’t do that much, but it’s good for me every now and then. I made it to the race at 7:15 for an 8:00 start with plenty of time to get my bib and warm up.

The weather was very nice. It was not nearly as cool as it was at 4:15 a.m. when I ran yesterday morning (yes, you read that correctly), but it was still much cooler than it has been. I think it was probably in the upper 60s or lower 70s during the race. It definitely warmed up a lot between the time that I woke up and the time that the race started.

Thankfully I ran into Cody before the race and we ran 2 miles to warm up. I added a few strides and got lined up on the start line, ready to go! After we sang the National Anthem, a rather loud cannon was fired and we were off with a (literal) BANG.


The first quarter-mile was pretty typical and all the kids took off like bullets. I try my best to avoid that early sprint out since it spikes the production of lactic acid, which decreases muscle efficiency and makes you feel like you are basically dying. We want to avoid that at all costs.

I ran with another girl for the first three-quarters of a mile or so and then I kind of surged ahead. I ran the first mile in 5:56. My goal range was 5:50 – 6:00 pace, so I was pretty much right on target. I ran the next mile with a younger guy (I think he was probably a high-school XC runner). Having someone to run with helped me stay in the race mentally. We came through the next mile in 5:52.


The third mile felt like 3 miles in and of itself and I was starting to hurt. I checked my watch a few times and saw 6:20 as my current pace, which confirmed my suspicions that I had started to struggle. As it turns out, the watch was just having issues locating the satellites in between the taller buildings downtown and I actually ran the last mile in 5:58. Sweet!

Unfortunately, this is exactly where the race ended … at 3 miles. There was no 0.1. The course was marked incorrectly and we cut off one block. I know it doesn’t sound like that big of a deal, but that last 0.1 definitely makes a difference.


I would’ve been close to my PR, if not *slightly* under. I ran 17:48 for 3 miles and was 1st OA female. I am very happy with my effort, but a little bit bummed that it wasn’t an official 5K.

Unfortunately, things just kept going wrong at this race. If you notice our times above … it shows 4 hours and 13 minutes for the 5K. What in the world?! Longest short 5K EVER. Oxymoron level: 10/10.

I don’t want this to come across as a total bashing. I know that there is A LOT that goes into putting on a race, but there is no way to write an accurate recap of this race if I leave these things out.

Cody and I ran 5 miles after the race to cool down and came back in time for the awards. WELL … they didn’t get that right either. They called out the wrong names for overall male and overall female, which in turn threw off the age group results as well. I can understand getting a few people mixed up in the results or something, but it really baffles me how they can mess up the overall winners.

I’m not big on confrontation (that is probably a huge understatement), but I thought they should at least know that the results were not correct. I’m fairly certain that they got the 5K and fun run overall winners mixed up, but honestly, I’m not entirely sure what happened. I did, however, know for a fact who the first five 5K runners were and I explained that to them.

They said that they would “make notes” and try to fix it later, so I came home with this lovely medal for first place in my age group. I really do like the medal. I think it’s very unique.

I really don’t mean to complain! It was a great day to run (not quite as cool as I was hoping for, but WAY better than it’s been) and I ran as well as I could have.

The race itself definitely has some kinks to work out, but I’m sure they will get there.

Have you ever run a race that was longer or shorter than it was supposed to be?