It's time......

Everybody makes mistakes.

Nobody is perfect.

You can choose to forgive.

You don't have to forget.

People can change.

You can change.

You can be accepting.

You can stop the madness.

You don't have to be angry anymore.

How long should the punishment be?

There's no winner.

There's only losers.

Life is short.

You only get one shot.

Let go.

Let God.

Let the healing begin.............

One of THOSE days!

Yesterday was June 1st and I mentioned to a few people that I thought I would give up sugar for the month of June. Yes, of course I got laughs. I think one person actually spit out what they had in their mouths at the time. Yah, lots of support. Whatever!

I took my daughter and step-daughter for a hike at Sunol yesterday. When I told them about my thoughts, my daughter was very quick to respond with a "NO!" She went on to explain. "Sugar is your substitute for alcohol." "Running is like your drunk. It gives you the rush and the 'feel good' feeling you need that you used to get from alcohol. But sugar satisfies your craving for alcohol. You can't give up sugar!" She's dead-on!!

Alameda Creek, Sunol Regional Wilderness Park

I have been challenged today by the devil on my shoulder, telling me how good a drink would be. How nice it would be to sit down with a glass of wine or a cold beer. I don't like this. I don't need this. It sucks! I haven't had a desire to drink for quite a while and that's a blessing, I know. Whenever something gets me upset, I don't think of a drink. If I'm lonely, I don't think of a drink. If I'm sad, I don't think of a drink. I'm not 100% sure what brought this on today.

But if I had to think of something, I guess it could be the fact that my estranged father is in an ICU in San Francisco because he had heart bypass surgery last night. My brother and I were going to go see him today but evidently he still has tubes everywhere. We will go see him tomorrow. I haven't seen him in almost 20 years, haven't spoken to him in 14. I didn't think I was nervous, anxious, scared. Maybe inside I am. Maybe by admitting that, it will be better when I wake up tomorrow morning. The good news, however, is that I didn't drink!

I tried some retail therapy. By the way, when you work retail, you no longer get retail therapy. I hardly ever buy "road running" shoes anymore but seeing as I have signed up to run the SF 1/2 marathon in July, I figured I'd better get some. I picked up these kicks today.

And, since I had new kicks and I was still fighting the"a drink sounds good" feelings, I took Boomer out for a little four-miler along the Alameda Creek Trail before cooking dinner tonight. That ALWAYS gets my mind straight, no matter what.

Thanks for listening.

Until later.............

Ohlone Wilderness 50K Trail Run

Christy and I went to Del Valle Regional Park this morning to see a few of my favorite ultra-runners cross the finish line of the Ohlone Wilderness 50K Trail Run.

The final four miles of this run are downhill. My plan was to get there early enough so we could go out at least those four miles and then run back, getting in a good (steep and hot) trail run before our 25K Saturday. I expected the first of my friends to come in around 2:30. We did get there early enough (started at 11:00) and my first friend came in at 2:38. Our running portion of the plan however, didn't go so smoothly.

We parked, gathered our hydration packs, applied sun screen, and headed over to the finish line area. From there, we started our Garmins and headed on up the road. And up, and up we went. It soon became a very overgrown, extremely steep single track trail. I knew it was going to be steep but I was really surprised how steep it was. In less than 3/4 mile, we had climbed 1,000 feet! That's really STEEP. Then we hit a fence. Uh-oh. Back down we went. Back down to the finish line area. This time I asked someone where the runners come in from. He pointed in the opposite direction. DOH! Okay, well that was a nice little two mile warm-up. Sheesh.


We, once again, headed up the road. The right direction this time. We had some very pretty views. Neither of us had been here before so we were enjoying all the new scenery.

Now we were heading up the four miles we originally had planned on going up. We continued up the road, that looked like this, for about a mile.

Why only a mile? Because we spotted this:

Fire road or single track? Hmmmmm. That's a no-brainer! Why would I stay on a fire road when I can run on single tracks and experience the shaded beauty they offer?

We did eventually get to the end of the beautiful single track trail and had to turn around and go back to the fire road.

Below is the road we came up.

But all was not bad because we saw Catra coming down the road at this point. She and I were able to catch up on our lives a little bit and then we ran in with her. She was finishing up 100 miles that she had started almost 34 hours earlier.

After that, we had some food and continued to watch the other runners come through. I was surprised to see Rick (365me) there. He was volunteering at an aid station and had driven to the finish line. I saw Kathy Davies come in at 6:38 and Sue Corrie at 6:51. They totally smoked the course. They both said it was the run of their lives. Woohoo! Then I saw my girl, Victoria (flirty 'n dirty) coming down the road. Christy and I cheered our heads off as she ran across the finish line in 7:15. Good job girlies!!! Congratulations to all the runners that completed this very challenging 50K today.

Victoria

It was hard to believe, after all the time Christy and I spent out there, we had only run six miles. But, we had a great time regardless. (We always do!!) I had my ankle taped up. It felt good. Actually wasn't an issue at all. I did go back to wearing my Montrail Hardrocks because they are more stiff than my XT-Wings. I think I need that right now. I am icing tonight, just because the ankle can tell it did a lot of pounding today. It's not swollen or anything.

I hope everyone did well in their races this weekend. I know there was a lot going on. I'm anxious to read the reports.

Until later.............

Sugar hangover?

Thank you to everyone for the nice birthday wishes. So sweet of you! I had a most excellent birthday. Want to hear about it? Yippee! Let's go!!

The night before my birthday, Christy showed up at my door with a gift bag. When I opened it up, there was a super cute running shirt (which I will show off later) and a HUGE rocky road covered caramel apple and two chocolate dipped strawberries. I woke up at 7:00 yesterday with plans to be on the trail by 8:00. I got delayed because a gift from Keith was waiting for me. When I opened it there was a new mini laptop computer. Obviously I had to sit and play with it for a little bit so I got to the trail closer to 9:00.

Beginning of my run

Boomer and I got in a beautiful 4.5 mile run

We stopped at Jordan Pond and took a moment to reflect on what the day was and how damn lucky I am to be able to be running in such a gorgeous place. I only discovered trail running two years ago. The pleasure and peace I get from running around in the hills is indescribable. And with Boomer by my side, the joy is ten-fold.

I was in a little bit of a hurry to get home because I knew (thought) Keith and I were going to IHOP for pancakes. When I got home I was surprised to see that Keith had been to Nation's and picked up my birthday cake for me. My "birthday cake" is always a strawberry pie!!! Nation's makes the BEST pies. Instead of going to IHOP, he made me pancakes at home and topped it with what? Strawberry pie, no crust. Shocked? Oh wait, it only gets better. LOL

Sara came over later with this adorable cookie bouquet. Check out their jersey numbers -- my birthday! How freakin' cute is that? These were bagged up and brought along to the Giants game. Yes, they were eaten. Nothing is sacred with me, when it comes to sweets.

We filled a backpack with lots of goodies and water and drove into San Francisco. Sara made me this sign. I held it up in between each inning and had my entire section chanting the outfielder's names in hopes of getting a ball thrown to me.

And, here's the ball

Let's see if I can remember everything I ate at the game. Actually, I didn't do too bad. Oh, on the way to the game, in the car, Sara and I opened a box of Dots. When I got to the game I bought a grilled Ahi Tuna sandwich and french fries. I had some Cracker Jack's. Some licorice. A fried elephant ear with powdered sugar, strawberries and whipped cream. Oh yeah!

Me and Sara

Me and Keith

Me and my youngest brother, Steve

Sara's boyfriend, Sterling. Dude, how are you cold? You're from Chicago!

The Giants beat Atlanta in a final score of 6-3. The game was a ton of fun. Of course it's always fun when your team wins. AND IT'S YOU BIRTHDAY! The evening did have to come to an end though. What did that mean for this birthday girl? A mouth full of whipped cream, compliments of the hot cocoa vendor guy. I kid you not!

Life doesn't get much better than this. Or does it? ;)

Until later.............

Turning 45

Tomorrow I turn 45 years old. Yup, 45. It sounds a lot older than 44, doesn't it? To me it does.



As the day approaches, I've been trying to come up with some grand way to make the transition from 44 to 45. Here are some ideas:

1. Run 20 miles today, 25 tomorrow for a total of 45

2. Get on the trail at 5:27 a.m. and run for 5 hours and 27 minutes

3. Run 20 miles, bike 25 miles

4. Run 45 minutes (too easy)

5. Run 5.27 miles (not grand)

6. Run 4.5 miles (not grand either)

7. Run 4.5 hours

8. Sleep in and do absolutely nothing


Obviously option #1 is not going to happen because I hiked five miles with my daughter this morning. I probably won't be running 20 or 25 miles tomorrow, due to my little incident involving my ankle. I will choose something though and have no doubt, I will make it GRAND!

Other than the running portion of tomorrow, I have a Giants game to attend with some family members. I can't decide if I want to go to a restaurant first or just eat ballpark food. We all know I love my ballpark food! And it has been brought to my attention that even if we do eat at a restaurant first, there are certain things I cannot ignore when I go to a Giants game (i.e. caramel corn, licorice whips, the newly discovered "elephant ears" with strawberries and whipped cream, peanuts, ice cream, etc.) Oh, and I want to go to IHOP and eat anything strawberry. They've been advertising a lot lately about strawberry pancakes, waffles, french toast, etc. I LOVE strawberries.

Perhaps I should choose an option that burns a lot of calories tomorrow, what do you think?


Until later, when I'm older.............

Slowly but surely........

I'm running again!!! This was the first "downhill" portion of the little run today.

This was the first hill I charged up. It's right above a cemetery. When I got to the top, I could hear Taps coming from below. It was very moving.

Then as I was bending over, trying to catch my breath, I spied these little ladies on the flowers.

Then came the glorious joy that single track trails bring me.

I was pretty good about keeping my foot up and ice on my ankle for the majority of the week. I returned to work Saturday with a full eight hour day. It was a little difficult, being on my foot that long but I made it. Then I had to do the same thing Sunday. Each night I came home and iced my ankle. Today, I was scheduled for 4.5 hours, starting at 2:00. Seeing that I was on my feet for 16 hours over the weekend, I thought I would give running a try this morning before going to work. I would have been happy if I just had to hike. I knew I HAD TO get out on the trail before I went completely WHACKO! My attitude was getting in dire need of an adjustment. Nobody, and I mean NOBODY wants to be around me when my attitude needs adjusting. Trust me on this!

I'm happy to say though, that running the 3.25 miles felt so stinkin' good. It was nice to actually break a sweat again. I felt like such a big slug sitting around all week. I am so not used to that lifestyle. I started off running very slowly today. I kept my eyes on the ground in front of me. I won't say I wasn't nervous and scared about twisting my ankle. In all honesty, the left side of my body (leg, butt, rib cage) was causing me more grief than my ankle. I'm still sore from the tumble. But, surely everything will heal in time. This I know. ;)

I have the next three days off from work. I hope to be able to run a little further by the end of these three days. I still have plans to do the Diablo 25K on June 6th and Angel Island 50K on June 20th. Everybody takes a week off every now and then, right?

Until later.............

What do I do when I can't run?

I gather up a friend and a family member, along with their doggies and we head for the hills!

Jana with Izzie and Spike on the left, Sara and Bella on the right

I show them some of my favorite single track trails:

I had a nice chat with this beautiful bovine:

Then I loaded the doggies up in my car and for once they were more pooped than me.

We all had a nice three mile walk around my favorite loop at Garin. Well, the dogs did at least double that! It felt great to get out and at least stretch my legs. My ankle didn't feel very bad at all. I had it wrapped up nicely and we were walking at a very slow pace. We were enjoying watching the doggies have fun, running all over the place.

I have faith. I will be running again soon.

Until later.............