13 Reasons, 13 Miles

A couple months ago I decided that for my second half marathon I wanted to dedicate each mile to someone or something who has really moved me. I’m hoping that it’ll help me get through the tough miles and push harder and faster throughout all of them.

So here are my 13 miles:

1.  Boston (To the survivors, those who passed away, those whose lives will be forever impacted, for doctors/nurses/paramedics/etc. who were involved in saving lives, for the police field that acted quickly and tiresomely to keep people safe, to those who revisited painful memories during the trials to provide witness, and to those who do not loose hope and are Boston Strong)

2. Michelle (A friend and runner who a week ago injured her ankle and had to bow out of this run with me, and for her casual way about running… how have you run so many half marathons!?!!)

3. Ella Joy (A sweet girl who used to attend my art and story time programs who is currently battling very aggressive cancer. This is for her, her family and that God heals quickly)

4. Jonah (Knowing him since high school I’ve seen him go through so much, and also he has for me. Almost 4 years ago he was diagnosed with Stage 4 colon cancer and given a 6% 5 year survival rate. This August will be 4 years, and in September he is starting a Social Work Masters program. I couldn’t be more happy that he has defeated the odds, and found a calling that speaks to him)

5. Mandee (I’ve been charmed for almost 10 years by Mandee’s quirky humor and up for anythingness. Mandee is a true and good friend who would drop anything if you were ever in need ❤ )

6. This past year/new friends (This has certainly been a transitional year for me, and I want to dedicate this time to reflect on it)

7. David’s family (It’s so big they could fill up a FULL marathon so I’m going to squish them all into mile 7-heehee)

8. My parents (Obviously if it wasn’t for them I wouldn’t be here!)

9. Mary (My sister who I’m so proud of, gets me, and no matter what is there for me)

10. Leo (My little goofball who is one cuddly teddy bear and I am so grateful to have him in my life)

11. Zooey (My little angel girl who I love so dearly and always is making me laugh)

12. David (The love of my life, my husband, my sweetheart. We have so many precious memories together)

13 (.1). God (Through my last and probably toughest mile I want to be thanking God for giving me a body so strong and capable of doing something I used to think was never imaginable)


If you do know me, and didn’t make it onto my list don’t pout, you’ll probably be on an upcoming race list 😉

Wish me luck and love you all! ❤


Half Marathon Week is Here!

The week of my half marathon is finally here! I’ve been obsessively checking the weather and seeing the rain percentage creep higher and higher, but as of yesterday it changed to 65 degrees, sunny with 0% chance of rain! Holy cow I think that’s the perfect weather for a run! I’ve been trying to remain positive, and visualizing a great run this Sunday.

I had two rest days (on Sunday-Easter-and Monday). At first I thought how can I not go for a short run, but then I just enjoyed it! Yesterday (Tuesday) as I got ready for my Leo-is-napping-while-Zooey-is-at-preschool-run I realized that I had left my running shoes in Davids car! The closest shoes to running shoes I had with me were some semi beaten up Keds! I slid them on, tied the laces, and said let’s just see how the first mile goes. Part of me was nervous that the lack of support would injure me while the other part was thinking about all those fancy expensive barefoot shoes and that I’ll be just fine. The first half mile was just hard, but around mile 1 I was feeling great. I slowly bumped up the pace and finished an awesome 4 miles!

The next three days I’m actually planning on going to Orange Theory. I love those workouts because you get 30 minutes of a challenging run and then 30 more minutes of cardio from the rower and strength from weights. Personally I think it’s the perfect one hour workout. I will fit in one more short run on Thursday, and then of course rest on Saturday (the day before the run).

Right now i’m in that “I’m so nervous but so excited” emotion, and thinking what am I going to wear, what’s the weather going to be like, am I going to get sick, etc.

Seriously though, what am I going to wear!?




Own Worst Critic

I’ve been a bit MIA lately, and I feel like I’m a broken record saying that, but to be real honest here I’ve been my own worst critic as of late. At the end of November I slipped down two steps and broke my toe having to miss two back to back races a 4 mile and 10k. I was beyond bummed having to miss them and cursing myself the same time for being so clutzy (word of advice be really careful walking down wooden stairs wearing cozy socks)!

Once my toe healed I started training again for an April half marathon. However, having two young kids during winter means that you’re going to get sick… a lot! My butt kept getting kicked by colds and even the stomach flu! Then surprisingly on the last mile of a fantastic long run I started getting bad chest pain as in I couldn’t breathe without pain. I ended up seeing the doctor, because that had never happened to me before while running. I ended up having an EKG and an ECHO. 10 years ago I had been diagnosed with Mitral Valve Prolapse which can cause palpitations and chest pain from time to time. We thought that the prolapse could be getting worse. Between my ECHO appointment and finding out the results I was on a “no exercise allowed” regime. During those couple weeks I just got more and more bummed trying to imagine my life if I was given a no cardio diagnosis. Results time came and to my surprise my heart is SUPER healthy and I don’t even have mitral valve prolapse! Either I was misdiagnosed 10 years ago and living my life believing every bit of chest pain or palpitation was caused by that, or somehow my heart was magically healed! Either way it was a shock. I have defined myself the past 10 years with that defect, and now I don’t have it. I do have bouts of anxiety and depression so the doctor believes what I experienced may have been one scary panic attack. Wow, I’m feeling like being super honest today!

Since I was given the clear I went full force into training for the half. I have been running 3-8 miles regularly, getting my butt kicked at Orange Theory, taking yoga classes, and eating fairly clean. I have noticed myself getting stronger, and even my runs have been faster (one of my miles last week was 6:50 pace which was totally surprising since at the time it didn’t feel like I was going that fast and I’ve never ever done that before or believed I could even run that fast)! Despite all of my success with my workouts and runs I have still been beating myself up. Can you guess why? Because the scale hasn’t moved. I weigh about 16 pounds more than I did before having my 2nd kid, and he just turned 2. I’ve been a bit frustrated with myself that I haven’t been able to shake that weight, and when I’m kind to myself I like to think that it’s all muscle weight 😉 The weight thing isn’t meant to be vain, but rather I want to be strong, I want to fit into my old pants, and I want to feel comfortable in my own body (which can be hard to do when you wear a 32G bra-reduction please)! Seriously have I been given a truth serum or something? I guess I have the stomach flu of writing because I’m just vomiting words everywhere!

Anyway, where I’m at is this: It’s Saturday and next Sunday is my (2nd) half marathon. I am so scared to run it. I have a big fear that I can’t do it. With all of these issues that have happened since the end of November I feel like at this point I’m just looking for excuses as to why I can’t run it. I need my ballsy confidence back. I need to stop being my own worst critic.

How do I gain that confidence? How do I defeat my prerace jitters?


A Day in the Life

Tuesdays tend to be my most hectic day, and so I thought it’d be fun to share the craziness with you. Feel free to view it as the easy life or the woah how is she still awake by 9 pm! 😉

3 am-Zooey wakes up asking for food (she’s 4, typically never does this, and my lovely husband gave her a snack)

5:30 am-Zooey wants me to wake up with her, and I somehow manage to get her to fall back asleep for one more hour

6:30 am-We’re up, a real slow go for me while Zooey wonders how I’m not possibly more awake

6:30-6:45 am-basic morning necessities

6:45-7:30 am-Make Zooey’s breakfast, chat and hang

7:30-8:45 am-Wake up Leo (who is almost 2), make Leo’s breakfast, get Zooey changed for dance class, get Leo changed for the day and give him medicated eye drops (and I thought giving him antibiotics by the mouth was bad), get myself changed and presentable for the day

8:45-9 am-Head to Zooey’s dance class

9-9:45 am-Walk around the park district and park with Leo while Zooey takes her class and chat with other moms

9:45-10 am-Go back home

10-11:55 am-Dancing always makes Zooey hungry so breakfast #2 for her (and of course Leo follows suit) and finally breakfast for me (Larabar, an orange and coffee), dishes, pick up the house a little, and play with the kiddos

11:55-12:15 pm-Drop Zooey off at preschool

12:15-12:30 pm-Head to the grocery store with Leo

12:30-1 pm-Shop for the week and the real emergency… diaper wipes (how did we run out!?)

1-1:10 pm-Head home

1:10-1:30 pm-Give Leo food and put him down for a nap

1:30-1:35 pm-Change for a treadmill run

1:35-2:10 pm-Run 4 miles on the treadmill

2:10-2:30 pm-Shower and get dressed for work

2:30-2:45 pm-Wake up Leo from his nap and head to pick up Zooey from preschool

2:45-3 pm- Go back home

3-3:30 pm-Give the kids snacks, eye drops for Leo, lunch for me (black bean soup with bread), and prep my dinner

3:30-3:35 pm-David (my husband gets home) we say our hellos and kiss goodbye

3:35-4 pm-Head into work (I work in the youth services department at a public library)

4-5 pm-Work at my desk

5-6 pm-Work at the public desk

6-7pm-Set up for my program

7-7:45 pm-Family Storytime program and clean up

7:45-8 pm-My 15 min dinner break (steamed vegetables with a veggie burger)

8-9:15 pm-Work at the public desk

9:15-9:30 pm-Head home

9:30-10 pm-Catch up with David while sharing some FroYo and enjoying a small glass of white wine

10-11 pm-Checking facebook and instagram and finally winding down

11 pm-Finally asleep to wake up at 5:30 am to help Zooey start her day and get ready for work (in by 8:45 am)


So there you have it. That is my typical Tuesday, and it tends to be a fun yet exhausting one. My other days aren’t necessarily this jam packed and I get to have more hang time with the kiddos, cleaning the house, laundry, dishes, longer workout, etc. So maybe someday in the future I’ll share one of those days with you too!



Two Weeks to a 10k

With just two weeks before my 10k race I fell down a few steps and hit my toe. Initially it swelled, bruised, and felt like I couldn’t move it.

It. Was. Frustrating. I couldn’t believe that I possibly could have broken my toe just weeks before my race. Not only could I not train, but I may not even be able to run it. So, I iced, rested my toe, and taped it. The first day or so was not that great, but by day 3 it felt almost back to normal! So almost back on my original plan!

I tried running a mile, and managed to run .40 mile before deciding to stop. Even though I wasn’t in excruciating pain I could tell my toe wasn’t happy with me. So I missed my 4 mile Thanksgiving run, and my 10k is in a week.

Not sure if I’ll be able to train for it/even run it, but here are some tips on how I would train two weeks before a 10k:

  • REST (especially if you just ran a half marathon. Give yourself a day or two off, and listen to your body. Don’t run injured!)
  • Aim for 4-5 runs a week running anywhere from 2 miles (fast) to 4 miles (pace) to 6 miles (comfortable)
  • Do leg work to prevent sore knees and IT bands (while you’re at it how about your whole body!)
  • Drink water, eat well, and sleep
  • And be careful wearing fuzzy socks while walking down hardwood stairs!!

At this point I’m hoping and praying that my toe will be better soon, and finding a babysitter (not so fun) and outfit (so fun)!music dance happy sexy hot



Half Marathon Outfit Ideas


At the finish line

As I mentioned in my previous post about my first half marathon, I found that I hadn’t brought all the clothes I needed for my run. The main reason is that the day before the race the weather changed. So instead running with a feel of the 50s, I’d be running with a feel of the 30s. Two main things I was missing: a jacket and pants. I had brought capri’s instead and a thin long sleeve tech shirt. When I would be starting my run it’d be in the teens to 20s. So yes I needed to fix that situation. Luckily I had packed knee high compression socks so with the capri’s I had faux “pants.” I also was able to buy a jacket at the expo the night before, so I was set.

In case you are planning for a half, my big recommendation especially if you are traveling for your half, bring more than you need (just in case).

But if you’re curious here was my half marathon running outfit (and no i’m not getting paid to say any of this-HA!):

After about mile 1 or so I “stored” my gloves in my sleeves. About mile 4 or so I wrapped my fleece headband around my wrist. When I saw my husband at mile 6 cheering me on, I gave him my jacket and gloves, but put back on my headband. That became the perfect combination for the rest of the run.

Hopefully that helps you with your plans!



Honestly (A Half Marathon recap)

It’s been a while since my last post, and honestly sometimes you just need to take a break because life gets a bit overwhelming. Whether your work or kids swamp your life, sometimes you just need to put up that little white flag and call truce. But i’m glad to be back to posting.

As I had hoped I finished my first half marathon on November 13th in Madison, Wisconsin. Even though I had given myself 16 weeks to train life kept throwing me curve balls! I mentioned before getting a sinus infection, injuring my knee, and getting a nasty cold, but as of a couple weeks ago I also came down with another bad cold/sore throat. In fact we all got sick. My husband got a 102 degree fever, my daughter got croup and strep throat, and my son got an ear infection, 101 degree fever, strep throat and an ear infection. As you can imagine there were about 3 weeks that our how was an infectious mess.

The first to get sick was actually my daughter, and when we found out that she had strep I decided to run my 13.1 miles the next day. That particular day was supposed to be my long run of 12 miles, and I thought at the time, “what’s another 1.1 miles?” So off I went! I thought well it’s either good practice, or if I get sick and unable to do my registered race then at least I can say I did it. And guess what, I did get sick, but I got over most of it just a couple days before my run. Honestly I did the run with a runny nose, but at least it wasn’t a full blown cold! (Truth: I had Kleenex with me just in case there was a sneeze emergency that my sleeve couldn’t handle)


Practice Half

My “practice” half was easy yet hard. By mile 8 I was thinking, “wow, this is amazing, I feel great and I’m almost finished!” But then I did the quick math in my head and thought, “5 more miles?! That’s not close to finishing! That’s 5 more miles!!” Then at mile 11 I had to give a pep talk to myself. I literally had to tell myself, “It’s just 2 more miles. You can do this!” And guess what? I did! It was awesome, although I needed a nap after! The next day or so I got sick, and was glad that I did my run just in case.

As I said earlier just a couple days before my official half marathon I got well enough to run it, and as of November 13th I ran my official first half marathon! More details to come!

XO, Katie