Skip to content

races, rewards, reality and gratitude

May 16, 2013

060
Jeez, are you tired of seeing the coconut cream pie when you flip over here?  I guess it’s pretty obvious that I don’t write these posts early and schedule them weeks in advance.  Worse yet, I don’t even have a new recipe today, just a revamp of the previously posted chopped salad.

In the weeks since Mike’s birthday we’ve had an estate sale at my Mom’s house in advance of her moving; gone to Indy so I could run my first (and probably only – sorry Mark!) half-marathon; moved my Mom into her new place and run a 5K.  This weekend is blessedly quiet so maybe I can try out some new recipes.

I’m bursting with pride on my half-marathon results!  My goal was 2-1/2 hours.  I finished in 2:15:23, well ahead of my goal with a 10:21 pace.  Overall I placed 206 in my division (based on age and gender) with a field of 1171; 4861 out of 16039 in my gender and overall I placed 12968 out of 30069.  Pretty respectable.

I know that you’re supposed to load up on carbs the night before a race, but I have to be honest here, my post race dinner was carb heaven and as my reward for running 13.1 miles, I didn’t feel a moment of guilt about it.  It was a sinfully rich baked five cheese penne with Fontina, Mozzarella, Parmesan, Asiago and Mascarpone!

The reality of life is that I don’t get to eat like that on a daily basis.  Generally I have the biggest salad you’ve ever seen for lunch.  I’ve written about the chopped salad before, but with all the farmers markets coming to life again, it’s time to refresh the ingredients.  My salad today had beautiful asparagus (green and purple), blackened edamame, ditalini pasta, gorgonzola, diced grape tomatoes and toasted pepitas.  All of it was on a bed of green leaf lettuce and tossed in a balsamic vinaigrette.  It’s all about balance, right?

I’d be remiss if I didn’t say a huge Thank You to my brother in law Mark as he’s the one who got me through the last couple of weeks of training for the half-marathon.  Mark lives 68 miles away from me and when I needed to get 10 miles in, he drove all the way to my house to run those miles with me.  In that one run we encountered sleet, snow, sun and lots of wind.  The next Saturday when I needed to get in 12 miles, he met me again and this time put me through a challenging hill run and literally pulled me over a flooded creek.  Mark, I couldn’t have run that race without your help and encouragement.  And to Mike….thank you for always giving me the confidence to try anything.

That was the acceptance speech I would have given had I been asked, but they only interviewed the guy who came in 12967 people ahead of me.

Advertisements
No comments yet

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: