I knew my long run motivation was going to start to fade during marathon taper time so I looked up races in the DC area post El Paso Marathon and stumbled across the Reston 10 Miler. I’ve heard great things about the PR Racing series races, it was a short drive from DC and a bargain at only $45! I convinced my new DC running buddy, Courtney (who is also running Shamrock Marathon) to join along. She helped coordinate a mini women run blogger pre-race meet up and it was so great to meet Sue and Deb (pictured below). Also, right before the start we ran into Jenna and Nevie and started the race off with them.
I had one goal for this race and that was to run the whole thing without stopping. Running in DC has spoiled me in some sense with little mini-stop light/sign breaks on every single run. I got used to those little breaks to catch my breath, stretch, or drink some water. So I wanted to push myself and run this race without even a water station stop or gel break. However, when I realized that the course was rolling hills I got legit worried. I absolutely hate hills and I knew that it was going to be challenging to keep moving through them.
Every time a hill rolled around I just tucked my head down, slowed my pace and tried not to focus on the hill in front of me. Having Courtney there to chug up the hills was definitely a huge help. The miles (and hills) slowly ticked by and we were feeling pretty good. The last big incline at mile 6-8 was tough and felt like it was never ending but was rewarded with a nice long downhill for the majority of the race finale. We picked up the pace in the last mile and dropped over a minute off our pace to finish the race strong with a 9:20 mile! It was such an adrenaline boost to know that even after 9 hilly miles I still had a 9:20 mile in me.
I sprinted to the finish with a final time of 1:45:35 for an average pace of 10:33 with ZERO stops and I was super happy with the race and my time. This was my first 10-mile race and I really enjoyed it and will definitely do it again!
PR Racing did a fantastic job! Everything from registration to crossing the finish line was effortless and a great bang for my buck. We got an awesome short sleeve tech t-shirt, legit race medal, cute pin and they had a very nice post-race snack setup complete with bagels, gummy snack, bananas, water and my favorite part - good Gatorade flavors (not your standard orange, lemon-lime, fruit punch crap but the riptide rush, glacier freeze, etc)!
I needed this race and a solid 10 mile run to bring me back from the El Paso Marathon and get me pumped for Shamrock!
Less than 2 weeks to go!!
Woot, 10 miles done! Hilly course but no stopping (a record for me). Thanks @EatPrayRunDC for pushing me!
During our long weekend trip out to El Paso, TX to visit my sister, brother-in-law and nephew we made a day trip to Carlsbad Caverns in New Mexico. I had a chance to explore this awesome cave system 5 years ago on my westward cross-country trek but it was awesome to visit it again.
Unfortunately my brother-in-law couldn’t get off work so the 4 of us ventured out early to start the 5 hour round-trip drive. It’s pretty deserted aside from the random run down business and this really cool area that we later learned was called a salt pan (that we actually thought it was a mirage):
It was so cool to see this large patch of water in the middle of the west Texas desert! The reflection of the mountains was worth pulling over for a quick photo.
Fun fact on Salt Pans: Although filled with water in the winter, during the summer the rate of evaporation exceeds the rate of precipitation. Because the water evaporates instead of soaking into the ground it leaves behind minerals precipitated from the salt ions dissolved in water. Over thousands of years, the minerals (usually salts) accumulate on the surface and often appear white when reflecting the sun’s rays. (paraphrased from Wikipedia)
The cave was discovered by Jim White in 1893 and as the story goes:
While riding his horse through the Chihuahuan Desert looking for stray cattle with a fence mending crew for the Lucas brothers, Jim saw a plume of bats rising from the desert hills. It appeared to be a volcano, or a whirlwind but did not behave quite like either. He tied his horse to a nearby tree and worked his way through the brush to the edge of a large opening in the ground. Jim described the moment by saying, “I found myself gazing into the biggest and blackest hole I had ever seen, out of which the bats seemed literally to boil”.
… any hole in the ground which could house such a gigantic army of bats must be a whale of a big cave.
Somebody wasn’t too keen on their new carrier and opted to be carried the entire way through the cave (hint: it wasn’t me or Michael):
The cave is absolutely gorgeous and the additional route that goes along the Big Room a.k.a. Hall of Giants was even more amazing. I was quite impressed that my photos actually turned out relatively non-blurry sans a tripod. The cave is very well lit and it really enhances the natural formations of the cave.
Overall a great trip! My calves were quite sore from the hike down into the cave but thankfully recovered enough to get me through the El Paso Marathon 2 days later.
We exited the cave famished and worried that we would have to make the 2.5 hour drive back without a restaurant in sight. Thankfully there was 1 restaurant just outside the caverns called Cactus Cafe. It was rustic and adorable and we had some of the best service i’ve ever had from any restaurant (what?!). The food was well cafe/diner food but delicious after a few hours of hiking underground!
(No babies were injured in the making of this hilarious photo)
It was kind of surreal to go back to a place I visited 5 years ago. As I wandered along the path I kept remember bits and pieces from my previous visit. 5 years ago I was driving cross-country with my good friend Bette and we had picked up my cave diving buddy James along the way. We did one of the extra tours that takes you off the beaten path. Here are some pictures I dug up from my trip in January 2009:
If you ever find yourself driving through west Texas or southern New Mexico, Carlsbad Caverns National Park is worth a trip (or 2!).
So this one time, my sister and I decided that the best way to guarantee we would get our final 23 mile marathon training run in was, well, to run a marathon. We were already registered for the Half with the game plan of “run 9-10 miles before the race” until we started thinking through the whole plan. With a 7am race start and a 6:45 sunrise, a breast-feeding baby, race start all the way across town and the idea of getting up at 4am to run in the dark in a new part of town did not sound ideal. We knew that something would happen and we’d end up pushing the extra miles to after the race or splitting the run up which wasn’t ideal. We tossed around the, “well what if we switched races and just run 23 miles than walk the rest in” and we were kind of sold on the idea. Long run + cool down + marathon medal…uh, yes please!
Miles 1-5: The race started on top of TransMountain road and had a total elevation drop of 1,580 (the majority of which was in the first 4.5 miles). Sounds great right? It was awesome! Gorgeous sunrise overlooking the city, light wind, easy coast down the mountain. If the whole race was like this I would run it over again in a heartbeat. My knees were a bit sore after the crazy downhill but to get the first 5 miles knocked out relatively effortlessly was a great start to the race.
Miles 5-10: Not too bad, I was still feeling pretty good after the downhill and there were a few turns to break up the run. Scenery wasn’t great, wasn’t awful…it’s a very brown/tan/neutral city.
Miles 10-17: This is where everything fell apart. We entered 6+ mile stretch of nothingness. I wish I had taken a picture of it because there was nothing but trash covered desert on our left side and dirt/brush on our right side. Zero shade, the sun was up and it was solidly in the mid-high 60s. No turns, only a few small aid stations to break up the nothingness.
Miles 17-20: We entered Ft. Bliss which meant there was actually stuff to look at but we were both hurting at this point. Goal was to walk 0.3 miles and run to the next aid station and this game plan worked for the most part. However, we did run through the zombie/walking dead aid station cause it was terrifying…hate zombies.
Miles 20-23: Back into residential El Paso and we were approaching the “downtown” area where the finish was. We managed to stick to our, short walking break, run to the next mile marker goal for the most part, baring a few cramp, chafe, omg I’m going to die moments. Horray, we made it to 23 miles! Our final time was less than stellar but we were purposefully trying not to push it but it kind of kicked our asses…in the books as a solid training run effort.
Miles 23-26.2: Uh, why did we decide to do this again? If we didn’t care for the marathon medal we would have just called the boys up and had them pick us up. After all, this was technically *just* a long training run but being so darn close to the medal made us keep going. We, for the most part, did a ½ mile walk, ½ hobble/jog/run just to get it over with faster. They decided to trick you on the finish line…Oh look, an inflatable bouncy house up ahead, that must be it: Nope….Oh look, a fire truck with a giant American flag, that must be it: Nope….Round the corner and FINALLY see the darn inflatable arch that is the finish line.
HUGE thanks to my sister for helping me mentally get through the miles and sticking by my side the entire time. I had a few low points in those deserted miles and hit what I believe was “the wall” around mile 18 though miles are pretty fuzzy so it’s hard to remember exactly. If she hadn’t been there I certainly would have cried and might not have made it the whole way.
I threw modesty out the window around mile 16 and ditched my t-shirt …it wasn’t a pretty look but damn did it feel good. I kept thinking about how much I just wanted to jump in a giant pile of snow – a little bit of winter appreciation right there. That and down an entire cold Gatorade after I was finished. All the aid stations had warmish water and warm Accelerade (from sitting in son) – still tasted pretty good but not the ice cold beverage I was hoping for. There was a lovely aid station handing out Gatorade slushies…it was pretty magical.
I was worried that this was going to terrify me for the actual marathon but there are a bunch of things that will hopefully make Shamrock better.
Heat: El Paso was in the 70s by the time we finished, call it dry heat all day long but it was hot. Even if VA Beach goes crazy, I shouldn’t be that warm during the race. Hoping for 40s-50s, zero winds and a little overcast but a girl can dream!
Altitude: El Paso is at an elevation of 3,800 not including the additional elevation of starting on top of the mountain. Although, not really noticeable, likely made the run a bit harder. VA Beach is well at sea level…
Friends/Family: We didn’t have anyone out on the course to help cheer us on and there was no local support outside of the aid stations. We’ve got a nice little family & friend contingent coming out to help cheer us on, hand off supplies, run with us and generally keep us moving, not to mention, cheer us through the finish line!
Caitlin: Our 3rd training buddy will be there to help motivate all of us. Kristen helped me through a rough patch in the middle miles and I helped her through her rough patch in the later miles. Hopefully we will be able to keep each other moving and stick together for the entire race through the highs and the lows.
Logistics: This marathon was a logistical nightmare for us and resulted in some serious pre-race stress. Early alarm clocks, working husbands, baby-hand offs, closed roads - you name it, it got in the way of us getting to the start line in a calm and collected fashion. Shamrock should be much smoother and we can hopefully get to the start line mentally ready to run.
Taper: Well we didn’t exactly properly taper for running (and some walking) a marathon. My knee was still bruised and busted from my icy 10-miler fall last weekend. Add in the cross country travel, hike through Carlsbad Caverns 2 days prior and we weren’t exactly in peak run-all-the-miles shape come “race” (eer training run) day.
Overall, I am glad we did it and it was good to challenge myself and now I know what to fix and what to expect come March 16th.
Salt flat in West Texas in route to Carlsbad Caverns, NM.
Michael and I just got back for a long weekend visiting my sister, brother-in-law and nephew in TX. More pictures and a trip recap coming soon!
This is my 3rd snow day this winter and they are still (almost) as exciting as they were when I was a little kid. I’m lucky in that I get a free day off work, no need to telecommute and not a ton of work to make up since the office is closed. Just a guilt-free day to sleep in a bit, lounge in my PJs and watch a TV marathon. Today was 10am, reindeer fleece PJs and a bunch of Friday Night Lights episodes. I did tackle laundry, dishes, lunches for tomorrow, and picked up a bit so that I am ahead of the game for this weekend. DC got about almost a foot of snow/sleet (9 inches when I checked this morning) and although the majority of it melted by this afternoon, more is coming down now (though the chances of a double snow day are fairly slim).
Growing up in Massachusetts we had very snowy winters, feet upon feet of snow. As much as I love snow days as an adult, I cannot wait to experience snow days with kids. To see the joy on their faces when school gets canceled, help them build snowmen and make snow angels, go sledding and have a good ole fashion snow ball fight.
Although, I am completely over winter and this storm is putting a major kink in my peak week marathon training, snow is still magical…
Note to self: Buy some proper snow attire if I plan to spend another winter in DC so that I can be a kid again and not have to step out in flannel PJs and rain boots.
and exciting, and hard, and about a million other adjectives but rarely do people use the term “scary”. For me, there is a small fear I have to overcome every time I run…
I’ve always considered myself an adventurous person between my crazy scuba adventures, rock climbing or international travels but running truly puts me out of my comfort zone. I never know what I am going to expect when I walk out the door. Sometimes it is easier than others, especially when weather, work, traffic, life, and stupid excuses get in the way. Sometimes I love running and other times I hate running and the more I run the more I realize that it is a freakin’ hard sport! The bad runs set you back, mentally and physically but the good runs empower you to keep going, keep pushing and not to give up. I would be lying if I said that I absolutely head over heels love everything about running. I enjoy the sport and I love the people, the feeling after a good run, and competing but like any relationship it has its ups and downs. I love that I am able to run and that it challenges me both mentally and physically. There are definitely things in scuba diving that challenge me mentally and physically (trust me, it’s not all leisure, or at least the type of diving I do certainly isn’t) but not in the same way as running. The long run terrifies me and even though my definition of “long run” has definitely changed in the last year, it still terrifies me. Venturing out, far away from my comfort zone, pushing my body to its (current) limits, fighting the mental battles can be challenging and for me a little bit scary. Not to mention, the fear of injury, trying to understand your body’s physical limits - when to push forward, when to pull back. Sure, running can be easy and fun but training for a marathon (especially your first) is challenging and scary. I just hope that reaching my goal will make all the ups and downs over these last few months worth it!!
The LONG long run
On Saturday I ran 20 miles, solo, from Southeast Washington, DC to Alexandria, VA and back. Total running time was 3:44:10 for an 11:12 average pace (though with stop lights, pit stocks, short photo breaks it took over 4 hours). I hit 13.1 miles at 2:20 for about a 10:40 pace and I really think had I had a running buddy I could have maintained that pace a little better over the last 7 miles. It was slower than I obviously would have liked but I survived it! I am glad I still have 6 weeks until the marathon but overall I am happy with where I am in training.
Recently I have been sort of cheating on my long runs. I’d map 6-7 miles around my house then stop in for a quick change of clothes and a water refill. Mentally this was great to help break up the distance but in reality I am not going to be able to make a mid-run pit stop during the marathon so I needed to drop this little crutch. So, this go-round I mapped a solid out and back (first and last 3 miles were slightly different and there was a 3 mile loop at the end but generally 10 out, 10 back). After weaving through the city and crossing the almost half mile long 14th street Bridge (hate this bridge) I hopped on the Mt. Vernon Trail headed south. I have run the northern section but it doesn’t go as far so I decided to venture south. The trail was great, paved, just enough people to keep you entertained (saw a guy running with Google glass glasses, what?) but not too bogged down with bikers. It has some curves to it and is relatively flat aside from a few small hills. The trail runs by the airport and then enters Old Town Alexandria, Virginia (super adorable). The first 6 miles went by pretty quickly and I was feeling good (keep in mind I didn’t run at ALL last week). After entering Alexandria, I stopped at a gas station to buy a bottle of water and kept chugging along and surprisingly hit my turn around street sooner than I expected. I then cut back over to the river and made a short pit stop to top off my water at a local Starbucks (around mile 10) before the long hike back into the city. At one point I looked out over the Potomac and saw this teeny tiny little speck that was the capitol and I kind of freaked out a little bit (ok, a lot bit). The sun was starting to set, I was getting a little bit chilly, I was sore and I knew I had to run all the way to the teeny little speck and then past it. The only thing that kept me going was knowing that it would take me way longer to walk back and I wasn’t desperate enough to call my husband to come fetch me (my brother later pointed out that I could always call an Uber cab from my cell phone, hehe). The stretch from Alexandria by the airport and then crossing back over the bridge into DC was the hardest part and I stopped to walk A LOT. Once I was back in DC and back in my normal territory I was a bit more comfortable. The final 3 miles were hard and I walked up the steep hill back to Capitol Hill but I made it the whole 20 by myself (with only Pandora and the frozen Potomac River to keep me company).
The view of the teeny tiny Capitol building:
Things I learned:
Stretching, foam rolling, Gatorade, water, take-out Ramen noodles, a morning walk followed by 2 slow miles with my local running buddy, coffee and Dunkin Donuts, an Epsom salt bath, more stretching, more hydrating and I was actually feeling pretty good by Monday (i.e. not hobbling up and down stairs).
First off, I totally blog stalked a fellow DC runner and we successfully met up for a run! Courtney joined me for 4 miles to start off my 16 miler a few weekends ago. She had done her long run on Saturday and was looking to get a shake out run in. She is also training for Shamrock (her 2nd marathon), lives about a mile away and we run at the pace…win!! It was perfect to get me up and out of the house to start my long run! I ran 1 mile to our meet up location, 4 with her, 2 back to the house for a quick top off (water, dry shirt, gel) then 9 more down by the mall and back. 16 successful miles!
I got a few runs outside in the dark if the weather decided to stay above freezing.
I made a first attempt at an 18 miler with my sister and nephew while in Richmond for girls weekend. We had a number of issues: flight rescheduling, route trouble, crazy hills, lack of sidewalks, and to top it off, my sister was recovering from a norovirus and wasn’t feeling too well. We managed to still get 10 miles in on MLK day so not a total loss.
I got my mid-week 8 miler in on the treadmill at a pretty good pace for treadmilling (it always feels faster than running outside). I also managed to get a quick 3-miler in before my neighbor came over and complained about the noise/vibrations. We have since re-arranged the room and are working out a treadmilling schedule that works for both of us.
My husband was a champ and completed his 11 miler in the bitter cold:
I failed again at my 18 miler attempt 2. Dragged my feet all morning to get out of the house, got bundled up and only made it 5 before turning early and heading back to the house. It was a bad run - crazy cold and mentally and physically challenging (I might have sat down and cried at one point). I pushed the remaining 13 miles to Sunday and powered through on the treadmill for almost 2.5 hours. Add that to the list of things that I NEVER thought I’d do…run a half marathon on a treadmill! It was slow and boring and hard but I got 18 total miles in for the weekend so i’m going to count it and keep moving on up in the training schedule.
Side note: Between Monday and Sunday I ran 39 miles, my highest mileage week ever!! Considering most of them were on the treadmill (24) I decided to take a solid 2 days off to let my legs recover.
I am going to attempt an early morning below freezing super chilly run meet-up with my new run blog buddy tomorrow…eeek!!
I’m going to blame the frigid temps and the fact that I spend most of my free time bundled up in fleece PJs watching Breaking Bad or running for my severe lack of blogging this month. So, in an attempt to recap the highlights of late-January I figured i’d do a photo-heavy ramblings post!
Michael and I managed to pull off a mid-week date night, win! It was restaurant week so we made reservations at an adorable new-to-us French Brasserie and enjoyed a little 1-on-1 time. Too bad, we woke up the next morning to a regular Thursday routine but it was a nice mid-week reprieve from the work schedule.
I skipped a run to make a diaper cake for a friend’s surprise baby shower. Officially the only crafty thing that I am half-way decent at.
We had our annual RTB girls weekend over MLK weekend! I absolutely love this weekend and look forward to it every year. We do a secret santa, a tacky gift exchange, dinners out and generally just a weekend to catch up on life. Two of the littlest RTB boys joined us (William and Austin) and the 2 toddlers of the group stayed home with their dads. We had lots to celebrate with two pregnant ladies and two recent engagements.
Kristen and Will returned to DC for a few days post-RTB reunion and Will experienced his first snow-pocolypse! DC got hit with single digit temps, sub-zero wind chill and about 3-5 inches of snow. Thankfully this meant a well timed snow day and bonus nephew snuggles!
Will also got to spend a little more time with his Aunt Lisa and Uncle Brant while he was up in DC and enjoyed his first train ride from Richmond to DC!
That’s it folks…marathon training update to follow!
Only about 4 months late but oh well…I had a lot going on with starting a new job, Thanksgiving, a trip to Mexico, Christmas and that well of course marathon training!
So here goes:
First off, this was a “working” trip and so it was not all fun and games. We had a shot list, multiple video takes, voice overs, photo shoots, and other promotional marketing items on our agenda to accomplish in 5 short days. That being said, there was a little bit of R&R:
The timing of the trip was impeccable and fell right between switching jobs which allowed me to easily take the time off. Tiger Sharks have been on my dive bucket list for a while now and I had been brainstorming “Tiger Beach” as a potential dive trip. So when the offer to jump on board popped up I think I said “yes” in about a half a second. It was a wonderful opportunity to represent the Scuba Diver Girls and to help gather some great content for one of my favorite scuba manufactures (OTS)…win/win!
Now, onto the diving! The crew gave an excellent shark dive briefing and honestly left me a little scared to jump in the water the next day. It was perfect for a boat full of shark enthusiasts because we all could use a little reality check to make sure everyone entered the water with a mutual respect for the sharks in order to make the trip safe, smooth, and successful! Sharks are not inherently dangerous BUT they are wild animals and we are entering their territory so we have to be respectful of the sharks and our environment. The first two days were all reef dives with lots of Lemon Sharks, Caribbean Reef Sharks and the occasional Grey Nurse Shark. Lemons, Reefs and Nurse are all exceptionally docile and very safe to be around. We were able to get a lot of great product video and photos in the first few days even though we hadn’t seen ANY Tiger Sharks. There had been the occasional “Oooh, Tiger on the outskirts” but they were very brief and very distant. By Day 3 we were starting to get a little worried that these Tiger Shark promo shots weren’t going to happen but then slowly but surely they started to roll in. By the end of the trip we had 6+ Tigers spending the whole day with us! It was actually good to have a few days without the Tigers because you have to pay attention to the Tigers at all times which makes photo shoots a bit challenging.
Tiger Sharks are large predators that eat everything from crustaceans to turtles and dolphins. They are beastly and although humans aren’t exactly part of their regular diet, they are curious (especially when you are baiting the water) and you have to be exceptionally cautious. For the most part they are scared of humans and if it weren’t for the bait and the fact that this (and other boats) have developed a relationship with certain sharks they wouldn’t even be coming near us. It was a very controlled environment that allowed for us to enjoy the beauty of these animals in a safe and respectful manner. The “Magic” of the Tigers lies in their beauty, grace and overall presence in the water. Just looking into their large eyes as they swam by you is a very humbling experience. They are majestic creatures and it was a joy to spend 3 days interacting with and observing their behavior. Don’t get me wrong, the Lemons, Reef and Nurse sharks were fun too ;)
The trip was a blast and was a great way to jump back into diving after 8 (!!!) dry months. The Bahamas really surprised me with their beautiful coral reefs, tons of fish and crystal clear warm water. I don’t know why exactly this surprised me, maybe because I thought you’d have to travel somewhere way more exotic to get top notch diving but really it’s just a hop skip and a jump from Palm Beach!
Boat: We went out with Jim Abernethy’s Scuba Adventures, one of the leading Tiger Shark operations! Jim is so so passionate about “his babies” and it really makes the whole trip electric. He has some exceptional crew helping him out and I always felt tended to and safe the entire trip. The boat is a fairly standard small live-a-board. It’s no Ritz Carlton but the bunks are comfy, the food is good (and plentiful) and there is enough space to cozy up with your dive buddies while editing photos and re-telling dive stories.
OTS (Ocean Technologies Systems): Our gracious sponsors for the trip that make one kick ass full-face mask and excellent underwater communications. They have been in the field since before I was born (!!) and have a great product and company to show for it. Being able to communicate was key for this trip’s success and made all the dives much safer as a result. What is better than trying to get everyone’s attention using hand signals?? Actually being able to talk to them and say “Tiger incoming!” or “Stephanie, look behind you” or to share in the excitement “Wow guys, that was pretty amazing!”. Although full face masks seem quite technical they are actually very easy to use and are a much safer and more comfortable than a regular mask. Due to the positive pressure in the mask it is darn near impossible to flood the mask (you’d have to take the whole thing off), it doesn’t get foggy and it eliminates jaw fatigue from biting down on a mouth piece. Plus, it comes in all sorts of fun colors which, let’s be honest, is kind of a key selling feature ;)
Also a big thanks to Jim Abernethy and Jay Castellano for graciously letting me use some of their awesome photos. Please do not copy, download, print, or republish any of these photos (re-blogging entire post is allowed).
Disclaimer: Although the trip was sponsored, my opinions are my own and I am in no way being compensated for this review.
Quick Marathon Training update!
After the Huntersville Half it was full steam ahead for Shamrock Marathon training.
Trying to visualize the next 9 weeks of training (HOLY SH*T is close!!) to get me out of this cold dark winter and to the start line prepared to run 26.2 miles. Thankfully i’ve got at least two long long runs covered with 2 of my favorite running buddies (sister and nephew) which will definitely help.
16 miles on par for this weekend…fingers crossed it’s a good run…heck, i’ll even take a decent (read: not miserable) run :)
2013 has been an adventure!
This was our first full year in our home in DC and although I still don’t like the cold and the traffic I am starting to adjust to city living. I started to take running more seriously, ran 4 more half marathons and took the plunge signing up for my first full marathon. I finally found a job after a 2-3 month job search and began working for a Biotech company up in Maryland. The company was later acquired by another Biotech company which led to a better career opportunity for me (yet still the long commute). In June, Michael and I became “Aunt” and ”Uncle” with the birth of Kristen and Tim’s adorable son William Hudson Ducey. We have been loving our new roles and have enjoyed spoiling the little guy every chance we get (pretty sure I’ve bought my nephew more outfits than I have for myself this year). I traveled to Switzerland, Texas, FL, a bunch of trips to NC, NY, CA, Bahamas, and Mexico (yet somehow failed to maintain my airline frequent flier status). We got to celebrate 5 friends getting married this year and welcomed a few babies into the world. I logged 20 dives and 6 days free diving with humpback whales…overall not too bad considering I was dry docked for 9 of the 12 months in 2013. Overall I would consider 2013 a huge success!
Let’s see how I did on those pesky little resolutions I set back in January:
1. Run for fun - explore DC, run through the snow and the heat, and have fun. And if my legs allow it, run the Race for the Dream half in June.
2. Dive as often as possible - which includes finding some places to dive up north!
3. Keep CrossFitting - get back to where I left off and keep setting PRs.
4. Have better cell phone etiquette - i’m super bad about this.
5. Oh and find a job!
1. Check - We had a wedding over Race for the Dream weekend so couldn’t do that race but ran plenty of others to make up for it.
2. Eh - Didn’t get as much diving in as I would have liked but got some awesome diving in at the end to the year.
3. I kept up with CrossFit for a while but wasn’t able to get back in the groove up in DC and running has taken it’s place for now. I might return to it in 2014 if I can find a gym I like. Overall I stayed active throughout the year so i’ll count this as a plus!
4. Uhh, I am much more aware of this and make a point to detach from social media and enjoy the moment but this could use some more work ;)
5. Check and check
Photo collage (clockwise from top left): RTB reunion, Capitol during frozen run in DC, Matterhorn in Switzerland, Kristen’s baby shower, Tim’s graduation, William’s birth, Ducey family, Great Grandparent Tour, Diving in the Bahamas with OTS, Diving in San Diego, Thanksgiving in DC/VA, Cabo, MX and then of course Humbpack Whale (center).
It wasn’t easy but it’s done…longest run to date! Super windy and quite warm, took too many breaks and didn’t ration water enough but overall not terrible. 84 days till Shamrock Marathon!