Written by: Sara Grace

Today’s run: 4 miles total: 3 miles in 32:38 and 1 mile of run/walk that I didn’t time because I wanted to set a baseline for what my average pace is. 10:30 is now the time to beat. A huge congrats to Amy and her marathon! Maybe it’s your 2000 mile year?? Does that mean we’d have to find a 3000-miler for next year…?

Sara here. This early Sat a.m. run took me up the Bowery, around Union Square where the Greenmarket was already swinging, even as people were still asleep on the park benches.

Then I ran through the East Village to Thomkins, where the Howl Festival was in the process of setup. I didn’t take any pictures – the one you see here is from last year’s festival, which was in September.

This time last year I was packing up my life in LA – what a crazy time that was. In fact, for the better part of last year, I was constantly throwing myself into the night in the way that one does when things never feel settled. That’s how I felt moving to a new place, despite the grounding influence of old friends and many 5+ mile runs. (I’m sure other people have healthier ways of managing, but on the upside, there was no shortage of fun in my approach.)

On this early run today, I was calm, well-rested, not hungover. I am grateful to feel at home again. Meanwhile, I’m about to pack up and move again, but only three blocks, and to a quieter street.

I was also thrilled by this run because I reclaimed that old familiar feel of the endorphins sparking up my thoughts and creativity. Only recently did I remember how much I loved that about running – and realize that nothing has quite replaced it.

What you were doing this time last year? Are you a better you today? Are there old habits worth renewing?

Regardless of whether you do anything about it, it’s fun to think about.

 

Written by: Amy

Sunday, 26.2 miles in the Madison Marathon with Dana, Ricardo, Ryan, Katie & BrettMonday – Thursday, rest; Friday – going out right now …. White House bound.

Reminded: discipline pays off, set achievable goals, surround with supporters

Learned: Pace yourself, drink water, never underestimate family & friends

Grateful: healthy, strong, finished in 4:40:39

Last Friday, when I came down the escalators at the Madison airport, my mom and dad were standing in their normal spot waiting for me.  As I hugged my mom, my sister stepped out from behind my dad.  She surprised me and planned to run the last 10 miles with me.  I was beside myself & it turned out to be the first of many surprises of the weekend.

Another surprise was that 2 days prior, my cousin, Ryan, signed up to run the full marathon.  Without training, he made it 22 miles!

While running down a hill shortly after mile 9, I lost Ryan.  I’m not sure how it happened.  One minute we were eating a banana and the next he was gone.  For the first time, I ran alone.  I turned up the music, and kept putting 1 foot in front of the other.

At mile 11, I enjoyed a much needed water station break and as I was on my way to meet my sister at mile 15 I felt an unexpected tap on my shoulder.  Another cousin, Brett, surprised me.  He was in town to see friends anyway, so thought he would run a few miles.  He ran further than he anticipated, but we had a great time even in the rain & enjoyed fried cheese curds afterwards.

My sister, Katie, met us (Ryan caught up to me & Brett around mile 14) at mile 15, my mom and dad took a few quick pictures and we were off.

Most of the run is a blur of concrete, tree lined roads, black top, shoes, water stations, “worst parade ever” signs, cow bells, Dixi cups of beer, construction cones, police officers, lakes, bike support, pink leg warmers, rain drops, empty cups, mile markers and, thankfully, friendly faces.

Katie talked me through tough hills, gave me short, simple running technique pointers and let me be alone with my music when I just needed to run.  Her stable strength gave me the encouragement I needed to smile my way to mile 26 when it surly would have been a grimace without her.

If it hadn’t been for Dana, who posed the idea of running the marathon and inspired me from afar to keep training even when I didn’t want to, I would not have had a reason to be surprised.

Written by: Amy

Thursday, 3miles to the White House; Friday, rest; Saturday, 9.4miles on the Mall with Fred

The first time I put “run a marathon” on my to-do list it was the spring of 2003.  Coincidentally, I lived in Washington, DC at the time, as well.  I bought a new pair of shoes, mapped running routes and filled in the first few weeks of training runs on my schedule.  That was eight years ago and “run a marathon” is still on my bucket list.  I don’t think I ever got past mile six in the 2003 training runs.

I’ve taken a windy road over the years, but it’s led me back to DC and back to training for a marathon.  Only this time, I’m actually doing it.   I’ve done all the long runs (20 miles was the longest) and am (thankfully!) in taper mode now.  There are a few key differences as to why I think I’ve been successful this time around.

I’ve looked at this training as not “to-do” but “get-to.”  As can be expected, my perspective on life has changed and been influenced by my experiences over the years.  Here’s the highlight of the reasons why I get-to train for a marathon:

I have the luxury of time.

I do not have to work 2 or 3 jobs to make ends meet, I have a flexible schedule, and I am not responsible for anyone but me.  I recognize this now and am not taking it for granted.  I am amazing and inspired by the people who do not have the same luxury of time, but somehow make training (or school and life in general) work.

I can nourish my body with the nutrients necessary to keep me healthy and strong.

I have resources that allow me to make choices with the food I eat including where, when, what type and in what quantities I buy it.

I have no injuries.

Everything from the top of my head down to my toes is in working order.  I don’t suffer from chronic pain or illness.  I have been lucky to not trip, slip or fall to cause injury during training or everyday movement.

I have a support network – from afar.

Dana and I text or call each other every day to check in with miles, weather, general impressions of our day and runs.  It’s encouraging to know that someone else is out there pounding the pavement away towards the same goal.  And, I am thankful for all the encouraging words from friends, family and mere acquaintances that have read the blog.  It does make a difference to know that there are others out there who have enjoyed reading along.

I have a support network – close to home.

I couldn’t have gotten this far without the support of my friends in DC.  Bridget has been there since day and mile 1.  She is eager to catch up with me on our standard route to the White House, and running with her is a highlight of my time in DC.  Michael, Fred, Gina and Molly M. have jumped onboard to help me chip away at the miles, too.

I could go on and on about all of the above reasons why I am lucky I get to train (and soon!) run a marathon, but I’ll stop here and just say I am very thankful to get to log another mile in this thousand mile journey.

Written by: Amy

What was happening at the end of April, but I didn’t write about it until now …

Silence is sometimes more of an indicator of close friendship than talking.  There are few people who I can be with that I feel as comfortable in silence as I do when talking.  One of those people is Holly, and another is Molly M.

Holly lived with me last summer while her husband was in Afghanistan so she could gain additional experience in communications with a consulting firm in DC.  She and I filled our days with early morning runs, evening bike rides from one networking event to the next and late-night chats filled with giggling about present mishaps and dreaming about the future.  After about a month of nonstop chatter, we realized that we could be just as comfortable together in silence.

I had my first moments of silence with Molly M. recently, too.  It happened to be on our first run of 2011.  We logged 5 miles on a bright, beautiful spring day in DC, each listening to our own energizing playlist.  We sometimes shared what song was playing that added a little skip to our step, but we mostly bopped along zig-zagging through the groups of tourists.

Holly and Molly, Thank you for your constant support of my personal and professional growth.  You’ve helped me become more true to myself, which, in turn, helps me be a better friend to each of you.  I am lucky to have you as “every day” friends and share moments of laughter and silence with you.  Love,  Amy

In silence, there is room for thoughts to be worked out and lessons learned.  Sharing that silence with a trusted friend can bring you even closer.  Sometimes knowing that someone is there with you without having to say anything is just the comfort you need.

Written by: Amy

 

 

 

 

 

09:15:00

05.18.2011

448.5 / 1,000

Written by: Amy

Tuesday, 5 miles around White House to Washington Monument; Wednesday, 7 miles with Molly M.; Thursday and Friday, rest; Saturday, 9 miles with Molly M., Sea Isle City, New Jersey; Sunday, rest

This weekend I added another state to the list of places where I’ve run on my thousand mile year journey, and another run with Molly M.  We took a road trip to her family’s Jersey shore beach house and started our Saturday dodging fishing line along the waterfront.  It was my first run on the beach in many years and the first time I set out with a “finish in” time goal.  I usually focus on just finishing, but I wanted to push myself for staying a consistent pace for a longer run.

The crunch of the shells, salty air and water splashing up on my ankles made for the perfect setting for an early morning beach run.  I’ve mentioned that I’m an urban running many times before and there is some part of me that hangs on to that thought.  However, Molly helped me realize that we kept such a steady pace because we didn’t have to start and stop at every other block for traffic lights nor did we have to wrangle our way around large groups of people.  Silly perhaps, but I didn’t realize that my surroundings played a part in finding my running rhythm.

I’m going to see what I can do to find a new route that allows for more running and less starting and stopping on my urban runs in DC.

Written by: Amy

I’ve been off.  Offline & running.

In February and March, when I went on a hiatus from posting it was because I wasn’t running.  I became very good at “resting.”  Somehow I managed to sail (relatively) easily through the National Half Marathon in DC and Dana convinced me a marathon was in our sights.  So, instead of “resting” for the past few weeks, I’ve been logging a ton of miles with a lot of old friends and new running partners.  I’ve been overwhelmed with the amount of energy it takes to haul yourself 20 miles in one day and around 35 miles total each week.  I will not use the word “sail” or “easy” to describe the marathon, I assure you.

Highlights that I will write more about soon (a.k.a. this weekend when I hit the boardwalk for a weekend get away):

Running my longest distances ever, 4 out of the last 5 weekends (16, 17, 18, 20)

Started running with a new partner (in-crime), Molly M., who joined me for the key final miles of my longest marathon training run yet.

Adding an iShuffle to my routine (thanks Molly G for the playlist!)

Being scared and doing it anyway (thanks @SimplyLeap for the encouragement)

p.s. I’ll give a total miles update in the very near future, I’m curious, too!

Written by: Amy

Tuesday, 5m White House to Washington Monument run; Wednesday, 7.5m White House to Jefferson & around Tidal Basin run; Thursday, 3m White House run; Friday, 90minutes hot yoga with Bridget; Saturday, 8.5m trail run with Melanie, 7m city run alone; 1.5m Mt. Pleasant to Dupont run with Molly = 17 total miles; Sunday, (will be) rest

Pollen is in the air and green is everywhere.  White pants are showing up on street corners, and pink toenails are poking out from sandals.  Winter jackets are being pushed to the back of the closet, and bike seats are getting dusted off.  It’s “time to clear it out and clean it up,” in the words of Melanie.

However, Melanie isn’t spring-cleaning her wardrobe.  She’s taking a step back and looking at the intimate parts of her life.  The food that nourishes her body, the words she uses to describe her experiences, the music she listens to for entertainment, and the people who surround her.  She writes openly and honestly about her struggles and invites others to join in her mission to clear it out and clean it up.

I’m on a mission, too, and I thought it had something to do with running 1,000 miles.  It does, I suppose, but there’s so much more.  I am continually humbled by the lessons I learn from friends that join me on my runs (maybe that’s why I keep harassing @unmarketing!), and am inspired to keep reflecting (through writing) on the journey.

Sixteen weeks ago, I would have told you that it would be impossible for me to run 17 miles in one outing.  Today, I proved myself wrong & I did it with the support of many friends along the way.  The mission to run 17 miles is totally possible.  I’m taking a hard look at what I need to clear out and clean up in my life that feels impossible to give up.

To my many loving & patient friends: I am grateful you will not only run with me, but also support me in clearing out and cleaning up the garbage in my life to make room for all that is possible.  ~ love ~ Amy

Running 17 miles & training for a marathon is my “mission possible.”  What’s yours & how can I support you from near or afar?

Written by: Amy

Tuesday, 4miles around downtown DC; Wednesday, 8miles to the Capitol and on the Mall; Thursday, 5miles on White House run; Friday, sunny rest day; Saturday, rainy rest day; Sunday, 15miles with Fred and Bridget; Monday, rest

For the better part of a decade, people have wandered in and out of my life.  This happens for a number of reasons.  Sometimes it’s moving 3,000 miles or as few as 3.  Sometimes it’s a career shift, schedule change, new hobby interest or altered relationship status.  There was a bit of relationship wandering this weekend.  Some walked out, others wandered in and I lingered with some of my favorites.

I was thankful that Fred wandered back in time for my Sunday morning long run.  Fred and I were introduced by a mutual friend a little more than a year ago, but had lost touch.  Luckily, Fred called to ask about our mutual friend’s birthday, and we caught up enough so I remembered he was a runner.  He quickly agreed to run on Sunday and got me through 9 miles on the Mall.  It was a beautiful morning, and a great chance to reconnect.  It’s amazing how quickly the miles go by when you’re learning about the opportunities that lie ahead for a friend and the challenges they have overcome since you last spoke.

The same can be said for a friend you see often.  You get to be a part of the smaller details of those challenges and opportunities.  After running with Fred, I still had 7 miles to go, so I headed across town to meet Bridget.  She cheerfully greeted me outside her apartment, and we decided to tackle the slight incline up Connecticut Avenue.  I could not have asked for a better running partner and friend to help me physical and mentally get through those 5 miles.  Bridget’s constant support and warrior encouragement are uplifting and inspiring.

As part of my recovery mode “training,” I lingered with a few friends: Phil, Mitali, Lauree, Kim, Molly, Brian and Jerry.  I enjoyed every moment of egg coloring, random grocery shopping, birthday celebrating, roof deck sitting, errand running and room cleaning with you all this weekend.  When I saw this quote, it resonated with me:

When the world lets you down, you should always be able to depend on family.

I was reminded that family comes in many different forms & I’m thankful for my friends who treat me like family.

Written by: Amy

Amy’s runs: Wednesday, 2mile quick run around a park in Christchurch; Thursday, 5mile run to and around downtown Christchurch; Friday, rest (and travel); Saturday, 16mile run in Washington DC with Bridget (6miles) and Michael (8miles); Sunday, 4m White House run with Bridget; Monday, 90 minutes of hot yoga with Molly and Bridget to celebrate Molly’s 90th yoga class in 90 days.

Goal setting has many different shapes and sizes.  Many have weight loss goals.  Others want to quit smoking.  There are financial and time management goals, as well.  Mine is to run 1,000 miles in 2011.  And my friend, Molly, just completed hers of attending 90 hot yoga classes in 90 days.

Once a goal is met and you stack up the numbers, most look pretty impressive.  8,100 minutes of hot yoga in 90 days is a time commitment and mentally tough.  68,692 feet for a half marathon sounds like a lot. There are a lot of zeros in saving for the down payment for a house.  But the truth is, each is done the exact same way: one pose, step, dollar at a time & you just keep going.

The only thing you can expect is that there will be unexpected challenges along the way.  The ability to overcome the unexpected and maintain focus on the end goal (whatever that may be) is what truly inspires me when people accomplish a goal.

Bridget and I have been a part of a number of the classes on Molly’s way to 90, and were lucky enough to share in the final class of the 90 Day Challenge.  The Shav Asana at the end felt a little more relaxed than normal, as I can only imagine the 999th mile will feel for me.