Monthly Recap

November Recap

Hey guys! Can you believe that November has *almost* come and gone? That means that December is upon us and before we know it, it will be Christmas (woo hoo!) … and then tax season (womp, womp).


Total running: 267.50

Workouts: Not much to report on the workout front this month. I spent the first part of the month doing nothing but easy runs, as my knee healed up. I jumped back into the swing of things with racing as soon as I was able to complete a tempo run. With a race almost every weekend, most of my other runs were just done at easy pace in order to recover for the next race.

2 mi. WU, 4 mi. progression tempo (6:30, 6:24, 6:21, 6:16), 2 mi. CD

17 mi. moderate pace LR (7:41 average)

8 mi. w/ 10 X 1:00 pickups @ 6:00 pace

Races: 3! Battleship 12K, Turkey 10 and the Turkey Trot 5K.

Favorite Race: I really enjoyed the Battleship 12K! It was fun to race an unconventional distance and I will definitely add this race to my yearly rotation.

Longest run: 17 miles (this was my longest run since August!)

Shortest run: 3 miles

Favorite run: My favorite run was Turkey 10. I like the 10 mile distance and I had a smart, well-executed race that day. The race itself isn’t much to write home about (super bare bones), but I always really enjoy running that course.

Rest days: 2

Other: I got one elliptical session in (towards the beginning of the month, while my knee was “recovering”) and I rode the bike a few times.

Tell me. What do you have on tap for December?


Weekly Workouts

Hello! Coming at ya today with a run-down of my runs for the week + some other miscellaneous happenings:

Monday: 8 easy w/ Rebecca

Tuesday: 7 easy TM + RW group run

Wednesday: 5 easy w/ Rebecca

It was nice to be able to run with Rebecca this week! She was out of school for Thanksgiving break and we were able to run and not start in the 3 o’clock hour. Woo hoo!

Thursday: Turkey Trot!

After trotting that morning, we headed to my grandmother’s (aka Nana or Hot Dot) for lunch. Everything was delicious! She made sweet potato casserole for me (she probably made it for other people too, but I like to pretend that it’s all mine).

I had another serving (or two) of the sweet potatoes after round 1.


The lemon pie that we brought was very well received! Daniel and I each had a piece at lunch and another one for dinner. I love all things lemon. I don’t eat pie twice a day very often (or ever really … once a year perhaps), but on Thanksgiving it’s almost mandatory.


Our lemon pie made us strong! Ha. The below picture didn’t have anything to do with lemon pie. Daniel gives me a hard time because I have “a side” that I like to be on for pictures. Do you do this? He thinks it’s slightly cray. He decided that my side was the side that he wanted as well because he is a leftie and it is his “strong” side. Somehow that led to a muscle picture. Classy.


Friday: 8.5 easy w/ Daniel’s friends

We had a super productive day Friday! I don’t know about for you, but for me Friday seemed like a complete bonus day. Thursday felt like Saturday (probably because the day started with a race and we were off work) and when Friday came around, it was like we went back and got an extra day. Sweet!

Mr. Brookser got a bath and a hair cut. He closed his eyes for his close up.


Don’t worry! We got a better picture of him later. He’s decorated and ready for Christmas! If only he would stay clean until Christmas …


We stocked up on groceries and cooked several days worth of oatmeal and grilled chicken (#mealprep #adulting #gous).

Saturday: 17 “moderate” (7:41 average) w/ Daniel’s friends

This was my longest run since August, which seems crazy! I thought that my plan said 15 – 16 miles, but in actuality it was only 15. Oops. Most of the guys were doing 18, so I ran most of the route with them and cut off a few places to shorten it. I was pleased that my endurance seems to have held up pretty well. I’ve got a few half marathons coming up (one this week, one in January and then one at the beginning of March) and I know that this run will benefit me in the long run (pun intended).

Sunday: 11 miles w/ Rebecca

We had a beautiful sunset yesterday evening that brought a close to the Thanksgiving week.


The colors continue to change as it sets. It’s hard to capture a sunset with a picture, but trust me when I say that it was beautiful!


I hope everyone had a good Thanksgiving week! Back to reality today …

Have a great week!

Race Recap

Race Recap: Turkey Trot for Hope

Hey guys! I hope you all had a wonderful Thanksgiving, got to spend some time with friends and family and got to eat some Thanksgiving food!

I ran the Turkey Trot for Hope 5K in Mobile this morning. I can’t think of a better way to start off a day of thankfulness than by going for a run! This race has become a wonderful part of our Thanksgiving Day tradition. This was my third consecutive year to run this race.

I asked Daniel if we could stop at Dunkin Donuts on the way across the bay. As long as I got ready on time, he was game. My husband bribes me with coffee to promote punctuality, and I’m not sad about it. In fact, this is also part of the tradition. We met Jessica at Starbucks at 6:45. Yes. We met at Starbucks, but stopped at DD. I prefer Dunkin’s coffee over Starbucks every. single. time.

My eyes were bigger than my stomach and I only ended up drinking a few sips of this XL coffee.


As we drove across the bay, I looked back at my race recap from last year and remembered that there was a grown man dressed in a fleece lined, full body turkey costume. I also was reminded that I had to really work hard to beat him. I wondered if he was going to be at the race again this year …

We got to the race with plenty of time to spare! We got our packets and still had about an hour before the race started. I cleaned out my closet last weekend and had two huge piles in the back of my car. We put our time to good use by going through the piles of clothes and Jessica scored a few new to her things. Haha.

After the trunk show ended we headed out to warm up. We ran the course as our warm up. It was a beautiful day! The weather was a tad bit on the warm side, which doesn’t make for excellent race conditions, but it definitely could’ve been worse. I think it was probably in the mid-to-upper sixties at the start. The race started at 8:00 a.m.

I wasn’t entirely sure what to expect going into this race. Turkey 10 was just 5 days ago, so I wasn’t really sure how my legs were going to react to a 5K race effort. It was been a while since I have raced a 5K or done any sort of fast VO2 max repeats. My goal was to stay within the 5:55 – 6:05 range.

This is a decent sized race for Mobile (just over 1,000 participants) and the start was super crowded. We lined up on the start line and I ended up right next to Mr. Turkey (aka Micaiah Rockwell)! He and his wife own the local Fleet Feet Sports. I didn’t make that connection last year.

This is us post-race. He ran a 19:20 in that thing! I definitely don’t want to race him if he isn’t wearing the turkey suit.


I was able to settle into a good rhythm fairly early on and I ran the first mile in exactly 6:00, which was right were I wanted to be. I felt pretty good at this point, but I was doubting my ability to hold it for 2 more miles. I was running with a pack of folks through the first mile, which was nice. I was probably in about 15th place or so overall.

During the second mile, I started to slowly pick off a few runners in front of me. I came through the second mile in 5:56. I was shocked! I felt like I was struggling, but I was actually still running fairly strong. Right as we came through the second mile, I got passed by Carmen Carlos.


She is an All-SEC track and cross country runner at Vanderbilt. I tried to stay with her for the next quarter mile, but I couldn’t hang. Our pace dipped down to 5:45 and that was too much for me. She left me in her dust and blazed on ahead. I honestly don’t think that she was even working very hard … just out for a little stroll.

My third mile ended up being 6:09 (it felt slower). I ended up as second place female and fifth overall with a time of 18:48.


The race benefits Camp Rap-A-Hope, which is a local organization that provides year-long programs and a week-long summer camp to children between the ages of 7 and 17 who have cancer. This is a wonderful organization and I am so glad that they had such a good turnout to support their cause! The kids make the medals, which is really special. I love unique awards like that. I also scored a lemon pie from Pollman’s Bake Shop!

After the race we got cleaned up and headed to my grandmother’s (lemon pie in tow) for a wonderful Thanksgiving afternoon with the family.


All-in-all we had a wonderful, low-key day full of my favorite things …

Coffee. Running. Time with Friends. Time with Family. Sweet Potatoes. Lemon Pie. Resting. Puppy Snuggles. Gratitude. Grace.

I saw a quote today that said, “Life is full of give and take. Give thanks and take nothing for granted.” There is no better expression of my feelings towards Thanksgiving. It can be a bittersweet holiday for me and I’ll admit that sometimes it is more bitter than sweet. Thanksgiving stirs a subtle reminder of a horrific event in my life and at the same time provokes an overwhelming reminder that every single day is truly a blessing. We are all here for a reason. Savor every moment. Shine your light.

P.S. The much-anticipated revival of Gilmore Girls: A Year in the Life airs on Netflix tomorrow! Who is excited?!

Did anyone else race today? If not, how did you spend your day? I’d love to hear about it!


IRL: In Running Life (A Post of Running Acronyms)

Happy Thanksgiving Eve!

I found this random running acronym survey floating around the interwebs and decided that it would be a fun thing to complete. Without further ado …

DNS- Did Not Start: This year there have been a couple of races that I DNS. I can’t think of any before this year. I’ve also run 21 races this year and I typically averaged about 10 or so a year before this year, so I guess perhaps my odds of a DNS were increased. I’m going to go with that anyway. I signed up for 2 50K races that I didn’t run (thankfully ultra races are super-duper cheap) and 1 5K that I didn’t run (the whole busted my face thing).

DNF- Did Not Finish: Nope. I haven’t ever started a race that I DNF!

DFL- Dead Freaking Last: Nope.

FFF- Finished Freaking First: A few times! Usually at very small, local races, but also that one time at the New Orleans Rock N Roll Marathon. Side note: I ran a 3:03, which usually would not even come close to winning a Rock N Roll race. Still though … it’s one of my favorite memories and my favorite finish line photo by far!


BQ- Boston Qualified: Yes! Ironically enough, I have gotten a BQ at every marathon that I have run except for when I actually ran Boston.

DQ- Didn’t Quit: I have quit a few workouts over the years, but never in a race.

WMD- Wore a Medal to Dinner: Yep! Boston 2012.


BTW- Bemoaned The Weather: Who hasn’t?! The worst conditions I ever raced in was, hands down, Boston 2012. The temperature was in the 90s the entire race. It was not a good day.

SSP- Shared Shoe Photos: Why yes, yes I have. When you find “the one,” you can’t help but share it with the world. My shoe is the Brooks Launch! Aren’t they beautiful?!


TUBT- Threw Up By Track: Uh … no! Luckily, I haven’t ever thrown up while running. Not even in the Milk Mile! Daniel, on the other hand, has a different answer. Ask him about the time he ate a burrito as an “afternoon snack” before an evening track workout. Yeah … and that’s not the only time he has gotten sick at the track. One of us is definitely not doing it right and I don’t think it’s me.

PR- Personal Record: I’ve gotten a few PRs this year. Any PR day is a good day!

PB- Personal Bartie: I’m at like a 95/100 on this one. While I am fairly certain that the super technical, official definition of a “bartie” is a selfie with Bart Yasso, I do have a picture with Bart and some group selfies (would that make it a groupie …) with him. I got to meet Bart in NYC as part of the Runner’s World cover search last year.


CRAPOP- Certifiably Ruined A Port O Potty: Lol … it’s possible.

LOL- Leaked On Leg: Um … nope. I’m not a mother runner though. Apparently, it happens.

OMG- Ordered Many Gels: I’m not a huge fan of gels in general (I prefer to use UCAN as my fuel source for longer runs), but we do have an entire box of Clif gels in our pantry right now thanks to Daniel. I’ll take credit for the OMG.

BFF- Blessed with Fast Feet: A lot of my BFFs are BFF! Ha. Love these gals!


BRB- Blisters Rubbed Bloody: Unfortunately, yes. Toe socks have changed my life! No more ugly, bloody blisters for me!

WTF- Waddled Through Finish: Not that I recall.

IDK- Injured Darn Knee: Yep! Not too long ago in fact.

ET- Eulogized a Toenail: If I do, I shall call it “An Ode to the Toes.” Our poor runner feet put up with so much.

GPJ- Got Passed by a Joggler: I’m assuming that a joggler is a juggling jogger, but I’m not entirely sure about that. If that is the case, then no … not passed by one. We do have a joggler at some of the local races though. So that’s something!

Hope you enjoyed the silliness. TTYL! BRB! LOL!

Race Recap

Race Recap: Turkey 10


I ran the Turkey 10 Miler this morning.

People tend to either love or hate this race and I happen to fall in the love it camp! It is a flat, out and back course with several turns. I like running out and back races because you can feed off of the energy of other runners. All of the runners encourage each other and it’s pretty much just the best thing ever.

The race started at 8:30 a.m. in Creola, AL, which is about a 45 minute drive. I was thankful for the later start because I didn’t have to get up until 6 a.m. (so basically I got to sleep in). When I woke up, I had a nice little surprise. My mom texted me to see what time I was leaving for the race and asked if I wanted a buddy. Daniel was working (sad face) and not many of the Eastern Shore runners were making the trek over to Creola, so I was definitely glad to have company!


We got to the race around 7:45 and I was able to register, go to the bathroom and get in a quick warm up with plenty of time to spare. It is a super low-key race and that is pretty much my favorite. Low key is the way to be!

The forecast called for mid to upper 60s and lots of wind (15 to 20 mph) during the race.

Given the winds, the pre-race plan was this:

  • Mile 1 – 5: I planned to ease into it and get settled into a good rhythm during the first mile. The goal range was 6:30-6:40 for these miles (as the wind was going to be more in our face here).
  • Miles 5 – 8: After the turn around, I planned to drop the pace down a little with a goal range of 6:20-6:30.
  • Miles 8 – 10: I planned to drop the pace down a little bit lower (if I had anything left in the tank).

The goal was to treat the race as somewhat of a progression run in terms of pace, but the effort would feel fairly consistent throughout the race because of the way the wind direction would change as the course turned.

Photo cred: Tim Ard

I felt good about my plan going into the race. I must admit, the wind was definitely a challenge! Luckily I was able to settle in with a pack of about 5 other runners for the first 4 or 5 miles. The pack helped to break some of the wind resistance, which was nice. We all knew that working together would be the best plan because you could tuck in behind someone get a little reprieve. We took turns leading.

My paces for the first five miles were pretty much right within the goal range. The splits were 6:31, 6:39, 6:37, 6:39 and 6:26.

I got a little surge of energy at the turn around point. After you make the turn, you know that you are half way there and you start to pass other runners head on. There were a lot of friendly, familiar faces out there cheering for you, which was a nice mental boost. For a minute or two it even seemed like the winds would be at our back for the second half of the race (which is what I was planning for). Unfortunately, that didn’t last long. It was more of a cross wind the entire time. There were certain points where the trees would provide some relief, but we were definitely battling wind for the majority of this race.

Our pack of 5 or 6 dissolved into a pack of 3 for miles 5 through 8. I was running with Aaron Freesmeier again (he’s become my pacing buddy!) and with a local high school runner, Ethan, who I hadn’t met before the race. Miles 6, 7 and 8 were 6:23, 6:26, 6:20. Right within the target range!

I still felt strong at mile 8 and so I decided to go ahead and work to drop the pace down a little bit more. Miles 9 and 10 were 6:15 and 6:11.

Last quarter mile!

Photo cred: Tim Ard

I got outkicked by the high school kid (obviously). Not much I could’ve done about that! Young whippersnapper got me. Seriously though, it was awesome to have people to run with for the entire race! I typically get stuck in no man’s land at some point during every race that I run and I run so much stronger when I have someone to work with.


My overall time was 64:46 (not a PR, but I am super happy with the time, especially given the windy conditions) and I got a nice little negative split. The first half was 32:52 and the second half was 31:35. I got an extra 20 seconds by not running the tangents well (my total distance was 10.1). I definitely need to work on that!

The medal and shirts are really cute this year! The race starts at Dead Lake Marina (Dead Lake is a small tributary that feeds into the Mobile River). I’m assuming there are lots of gators in the lake and apparently this turkey needs to get his booty in gear!


I really enjoy the 10 mile race distance. It was a good day to race (but really any day is a good day to race IMO). I am definitely digging the Thanksgiving vibes after the run today.

I hope you all have a wonderful weekend!

Race Recap

Race Recap: Battleship 12K

Hi! Happy Sunday. I hope everyone had a wonderful weekend!

I ran the Battleship 12K (7.5 miles) this morning. The Battleship 12K is a patriotic run (the weekend after Veterans Day) to honor those who have served our country. It starts on the Eastern Shore of Mobile Bay and finishes at the USS Alabama.

You can tell from my Strava map that we ran right across the bay!


Going into this race, we weren’t really sure where my fitness would be. I had to take a little more time off than I hoped after falling, so this race was going to be a good gauge of where I am and how to proceed. The plan was this:

  • Mile 1: Ease into it, get my race legs back under me and slowly ramp it up. Goal pace was somewhere in the mid 6 range (6:30 ish).
  • Miles 2 to 5: Stay conservative, find a good sustainable rhythm without pushing too hard. Goal pace was somewhere around 6:20-6:25.
  • Miles 6 to 7.5: Race it to the finish line, based on how much gas was left in the tank. If feeling good, drop the pace down some.

I was really excited about this race for several reasons: 1) simply being injury-free and able to race, 2) taking part in such a patriotic event to support our troops and our nation in general after a season where, let’s face it, some of us had lost faith in our country (or humanity as a whole), 3) I love this route (it’s part of our special occasion route in reverse), 4) I had some new racing flats to test out and 5) the weather was supposed to be amazing (mid 50s + low humidity + slight breeze = super ideal conditions).

The race was put on by the same company as the half marathon that Rebecca and I did a few weeks ago in Mandeville, LA. The race today was just as well executed as the half. These folks have it down. The Battleship 12K has partnered with the Boot Campaign, Mission 22, & Team RWB to further their missions and the raise awareness for the men and women who bravely serve our country. It is a great race that supports a great cause!

The race started at 8 a.m. in Spanish Fort. I was able to get my packet day-of, which I think is always a nice option. We got to the race at 7:15 and I got my bib, shirt, etc. and did a 2 mile warm up with a few strides. I felt super relaxed at the start line. Having never run a 12K before, I went into the race without any preconceived notions of what sort of time and pace would be “good.” It would automatically be a PR! I knew what my plan was and I was prepared to execute it. No pressure.

After The Star Spangled Banner and bag-pipe renditions of America the Beautiful and Amazing Grace (Braveheart style (according to Daniel)), we were off. I loved that Amazing Grace was the last thing played before we took off, because it was in my head the entire run.

Photo cred: Daniel (aka “super supportive spouse of the year”)

The first mile had a nice little downhill start. I knew that it would be tough to not bust out of the gate super fast. I definitely had to reign myself in a couple of times during the first mile. The pace felt effortless, but I knew I had 6.5 more miles to go!

I settled in next to Aaron Freesmeier during the first mile mark and we ran the first 5 miles together. We stayed super consistent with our splits. My watch shows 6:27, 6:27, 6:27, 6:19, 6:19. We had to go over a few small bridges with only a very slight incline, but we also got to go back down the other side of each incline. The course couldn’t be much better!

Photo cred: Tim Ard

Once we passed mile 5, I picked the pace up a little bit (per the plan). I ran mile 6 in 6:07 and mile 7 in 6:14. At mile 7 we turned into Battleship Park and there were volunteers at the last water stop handing out American flags for us to run in with. I wasn’t planning to get water and I almost missed getting a flag because I wasn’t going to stop at all (I typically run straight through aid stations in shorter races). Thankfully I realized that they were handing out flags and not just water, so I paused briefly to get my flag.

I finished with a time of 47:07 (exactly 6:20 average) for 1st female and 2nd overall. The first place guy was at least a minute ahead of us (if not more) for pretty much the entire race. Here is a short video of the finish:

I also found this picture from the finisher’s photos on the event’s Facebook page. Breaking a finish line tape is one of the coolest experiences! This one kind of looks like it’s about to choke me, but it’s just the angle of the picture. Ha!


I had to talk myself into doing a short cool down after the race. I wasn’t really wanting to, but I know that it is so important to go ahead and start the recovery process by flushing some of the built up lactic acid from the legs. I will thank myself tomorrow!


I absolutely loved this race and I would highly recommend it to anyone (near or far). There are so many men and women that sacrifice their lives to protect our freedom. Participating in a patriotic event on Veterans Day weekend is a wonderful reminder of just how much we have to be thankful for.

An added bonus to an already wonderful morning was getting some quality friend time in post-race at Coffee Loft. Rebecca, Lizzie and Jessica hung out at Coffee Loft for a little while after their run and Daniel and I were able to meet them after the race. The barista asked us this morning if we were all related and she said that we all look alike! I love it. These friendships are precious and I’ll definitely claim these gals as sisters!


P.S. After a week off of running and two weeks off from hard workouts, the race predictor on my Garmin is off the charts! It is largely based on your VO2 max and I know that it is overly optimistic, but still … I’m thinking the time off did me good. These are basically my ultimate running goals!


I hope you guys have a wonderful week! Have you ever run an odd race distance?

Faith, Thinking Out Loud, WEW

Dealing with PTSD & The End of DST


This post started as a simple recap of my weekly workouts, but once I started typing, there was so much more to say. Blogging has a way of keeping me in check with my thoughts and emotions (so it’s basically like free therapy except for the “safe space” is the entire internet). Today I’ve got all. the. feels. to share.

Monday: 8 easy + 3 easy

Monday was a turnaround day for me! After hobbling around for a couple of weeks, my knee finally wasn’t bothering me. All of that RICE-ing I did finally paid off. I knew as soon as I walked down the steps Monday morning that I was healing. The stairs had become my nemesis in the previous two weeks. The sprain that I had in my knee ligament was angered by bending my knee, which is crucial for walking down stairs (and a lot of other things).

I started the week off with an easy run on the treadmill + Netflix watching. It was a good start.

After work Daniel wanted to go for a short run and I was more than happy to join in. You know because “oh em gee, my knee feels amazing!” The time change was a bit of an adjustment this week for sure. If given an option, I think I’d rather just stay on Daylight Saving Time (DST) year-round. I appreciate the additional hour of light in the mornings once DST ends, but the darkness in the evenings is no fun (as far as running is concerned). I think I’d probably feel differently about it if I didn’t run.

When the sun goes down, I feel like I am supposed to go to sleep. I like to rise and set with the sun! I’ve had to remind myself several times this week that 6 or 7 p.m. is a tad early for bedtime (only a tad though :)).

For whatever reason, running in the dark in the morning doesn’t bother me as much as running in the dark in the evenings. It’s probably because in the morning it is always getting lighter as you run and in the evening it’s not. Regardless, running in the dark in the evening feels more ominous. In actuality, I rarely run by myself when it is light out anyway, but I definitely don’t run by myself in the dark. Period. Once DST ends, I feel like I can’t safely go out for a run by myself after work. It’s as if a freedom (even one that I rarely exercise (pun intended)) is replaced with fear.

It is difficult, challenging, frustrating, scary and a host of other negative emotions to lose your sense of safety and security. Around this time each year, my post traumatic stress disorder (PTSD) symptoms seem to resurface or worsen. Feelings of depression and despair set in and I always have this general feeling that something bad is about to happen. It’s as if I am just waiting for some sort of disaster to take place.

Side note: It was only in writing this post that I realized that PTSD is DST backwards and without the P. Coincidence? I think not.

What I have only somewhat recently (in the last two or three years) been able to recognize, is that these feelings come up at about the same time every year. Like clockwork, when the time changes and fall arrives, I find myself depressed, anxious, sad, and kind of paranoid, but not in a normal seasonal affective disorder sort of way. It happens every November and it is because my body is remembering a traumatic season in my life (even if my mind isn’t specifically acknowledging it).

So this year fall came and I literally fell. Hard. As silly as it seems, that dang fall sent me spiraling into a deep funk. I am not saying that falling down is the same thing as being attacked (i.e., raped (I hate that word)), but regardless of severity, it was a trauma. My body felt trauma and remembered past trauma and I got depressed, anxious, sad, scared, etc. (like I said … all the feels). All I wanted to do was sleep and isolate myself from the rest of the world. I did a pretty good job of this for about 2 weeks. I didn’t go to work. I didn’t want to see my friends. I was in a major funk.

Luckily, I am acknowledging it (very publicly at that … go big or go home, ehh) and am now dealing with the feelings instead of trying to stuff them away. My first inclination when I feel anything negative is to shut it out completely. This is NOT a healthy coping mechanism. Ignoring or avoiding the feelings has been compared to putting a band-aid on a severed limb. It just doesn’t work. Eventually the feelings will bubble up and spill over until they are properly dealt with.

Safety is defined as the state of being safe; free from the occurrence or risk of injury, danger, or loss. This definition of safety is relative to the physical sense. It relates to the notion that the absence of risk of physical harm creates safety. However, when dealing with PTSD, the definition of safety takes on a different meaning. When it comes to PTSD, the idea of safety deals with the notion of feeling safe. So for now, I will be focusing on self-care and making sure that I feel safe.

Speaking of safety, let’s segue this post back to running by using this picture of me in my Nathan Streak Vest. This picture quality is terrible. My apologizes. The vest, however, is great quality and keeps me nice and visible during our evening runs. Safety first!


Daniel also carries a flashlight (the Nathan Zephyr Fire 100 Hand Torch) when we run in the evenings. The flashlight also has an alarm on it and charges from a USB port (no batteries). I highly recommend it!

Tuesday: 2 mi. WU, 4 mi. progression tempo (6:30, 6:24, 6:21, 6:16), 2 mi. CD + RW Group Run

I wrote a little bit about this workout already, but this was my first workout in over 3 weeks. I was so thankful to get it in and to feel good afterwards!

I almost passed on the group run Tuesday evening, but Daniel wanted to go and in the spirit of not isolating myself from the world, I decided to be social and join him.

Wednesday: 5 easy

Not too much to say about this one. I was [this|close] to taking the day off, which would’ve totally been fine, but Jessica texted Wednesday afternoon to see if I wanted to run. Duh! Time with friends > time alone.

Thursday: 3 easy

Easy breezy. Loving the extra daylight in the morning and the cooler temperatures!

Friday: 5 easy + 5 easy

Saturday: 9 easy w/ RW Group

After our run Saturday morning, Daniel and I had a quick post-run breakfast date at Warehouse. He ran 16 miles and decided to get the Bayou Breakfast Benedict (it’s a biscuit with eggs, sausage, fried okra and creole tomato sauce). I went with a slightly healthier alternative and got their granola with fruit and almond milk.


We have been reading through Galatians this week. A few verses really jumped out at me today. Galatians 5:13-15 says: For you were called to freedom, brothers. Only do not use your freedom as an opportunity for the flesh, but through love serve one another. For the whole law is fulfilled in one word: “You shall love your neighbor as yourself.” But if you bite and devour one another, watch out that you are not consumed by one another.

Can I get an AMEN?! Can’t we all just love our neighbors (regardless of race, religion, gender, sexual orientation, political views, etc.)? We were all created equally. I know that is a complete oversimplification of things, but really … sometimes there is a very simple solution to very complicated issues. Spread love. Share the Gospel. Share Jesus.


Really guys, it starts with you. Be the change that you wish to see (paraphrased from Gandhi). Focus on what you can do to make the world a little bit better and go do it!

Sunday: Battleship 12K! Race recap to come tomorrow (Lord willing).

Tell me: Do you love or hate the end of daylight saving time (or are you indifferent)?