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Let It Snow…

17 Dec

Ahhhh. Snow.  Not a lot of snow but enough that everything was covered.  What a lovely run.

Starting at 8:11am, I ran 8.46 miles with an average mile/minute of 8:16.  It was 27 degrees and there was light snow for my entire run.  It was constantly getting in my eyes but I never lost my footing.

Lookin' crazy. Can you see the snow on my shirt (near my neck).

I wore an old Suicide Girls t-shirt over my Smartwool shirt.  I love my Under Armour running tights.  They are worth every expensive penny.

Thank goodness the family slept soundly through my run. Sarcasm…

CONFESSIONS — I need to pay attention.  I say that to myself when I’m driving because I’m a horrible driver.  That’s bad, I know.  I’m just being honest.  I need to pay attention in all avenues of my life.  Everybody has their own rituals after taking a shower.  Me,  I have to put my scar medicine on (What can I say?  I don’t like scars).  I also put anti-fungal on my piggies.  Today….I put anti-fungal on a scar on my chest.  That stuff is wicked.  I held my chest over the bathroom sink while splashing water on it.  Dumb. Dumb. Dumb.

MOVIE FACT — The boys were watching the movie, Land of the Lost with Will Ferrell.  My favorite part is when he gets bit by the mosquito.  It’s one of those scenes where I could watch, rewind, watch rewind and laugh each and every time.  I love Will Ferrell.  Who doesn’t, right?

Tomorrow morning at 9am, the five of us will be running the Whoville 5k.  This event benefits the Wounded Warriors Project.


Wounded Warrior Project

12 Dec

COFFEE/WINE STATS — 3 cups of coffee today and no wine since Sunday, Dec 4th (whole bottle = oopsy).

I went to work today.  It felt  like the right thing to do.

Lovin' everything but my shirt (J Crew). Guess sweater, BR belt, BR skinnies and Zigi NY denim shoes...

I’m starting to think that Airborne and Cold-Eeze might actually work at shortening your cold.  My cold started Friday and I’m already feeling better today.  Not so bad, eh?  I’ve been drinking tons of water and any vitamin powder that I can get my hands on (blech… don’t get confused that I think they taste good).

I skipped yesterday’s run in exchange for sleeping all day.

Not today though.  After work, I started my run at 3:07pm.  It was sunny and 41 degrees.  Beau-TEE-ful!!  I ran 9.13 miles with an average mile/minute of 8:21.

I wore a fun hat with tassels.  It made me feel like I had long braids.  No music.  I have a hard time wearing my headphones and a hat/headband.  I feel like the headphones are being pressed deep into my ear canal and I could possibly have to make a trip to Urgent Care to get them medically removed so it’s just not worth it (most of the time).  Now, if you see me or hear me mention wearing my headphones under a hat/headband, just know that I change my mind all the time and maybe I’m in the mood for medical attention that day.  Just saying.

It’s almost official.  Brucee’s last basketball game is Wednesday and so far they have lost every single game.  Poor little buggers. Brucee doesn’t let it deter him though.  He’ll be playing with a new basketball group in January.  We hope they fare better than the school team.  Mick is a really good basketball player (he’s athletically gifted in pretty much everything) so we were kind of hoping Brucee would have gotten some of his skills.  I, on the other hand, sucked at all sports.

I played tennis and was a cheerleader back in the old days and I wasn’t great at either one of those.  I was a cheerleader back when we didn’t wear real athletic shoes.  We wore Keds (sometimes the off-brand ones from Kmart that smelled like rubber since my family was thrifty).  Your Keds had to be bright white (with no tinges of yellow).  I cheered at the games to get in the way to chipper everyone up.  Now a days, the cheerleaders, wear real athletic shoes and are dancers/gymnasts.  I could do the splits but it wasn’t pretty.  It hurt like hell — felt like my crotch was ripping in half… wait a minute, that’s like childbirth isn’t it?!.  I cheated at that because I had epidurals all 3 times (AMEN).

VENTING…. Just found out that the Whoville 5k that my whole family’s running in December 18th isn’t timed and they’re backing out on the promised chocolate fountain.  No explanation for the non-timed part (maybe so they can raise more $$ for Wounded Warrior Project?!).  They realized that it was unrealistic to have a chocolate fountain in December in Michigan so they’re cheating by dipping the goodies in the chocolate ahead time and laying it out for us after the run (if we choose to run the whole thing).  Seriously, it’s an “out and back” run and they make it sound like you don’t have to go the whole way (sad…).  It’s great they’re raising all this money but the changes are making it really easy for me to back out of the whole thing.  Who Girl already picked up our Patagonia race shirts yesterday so we don’t have to truck up there to pick those up.  What’s the point of driving an hour and twenty minutes.  Pleeeazzze let me get a new attitude about the whole thing.

13.1 And 26.2 Tattoos…

8 Nov

For work, I wore my favorite Banana Republic skinnies and an old J Crew shirt…


Bum deal.  I can’t wear the Running Fit shirt because it’s too small.  Mick picked it up for me yesterday “just because”. He doesn’t want me driving to Ann Arbor to exchange it because that’d be a waste of gas so I’m paying $6 to ship it to the store and they’ll mail me a large.  Can’t wait to get my new shirt.

After work, I did the dirty deed.  I got both a “13.1” and a “26.2” tattoo.  Many people would say, “Why a tattoo?”  or “Why not a bumper sticker?” or “Why not just get the 26.2”?  Well, that’s an easy question for someone like me who loves tattoos.  Umm, I love tattoos.  Besides, I earned it by running the 1/2 marathon in September and a Full in October.


I took a “creeper” picture of Curtis while he was “poking me with holes” and “fillin’ me full of ink”.  Sha ha haaaa…

Now I do plan on doing another marathon in May 2012.  The sign up for the Traverse City marathon opens on December 1st.  Once I complete my next marathon, I will not get another “26.2” tattoo.  One is enough.  Even I have my limits.

So, that was the excitement of my day.  I’m pretty lame-o, I know.  I didn’t run.  I didn’t feel like it.  I didn’t make dinner so we took my momma to a local pub for a fattening, high-carb meal.  Since my dad died, I just want to be around my mom as much as I can.  Mick’s good about letting me do that.

Oh and I’m going to start shopping soon for a coffee maker so I can start my coffee addiction.  Alecia from Tin Can Treader  gave me the recommendation for a french press (she’s friends with peoples from The History Channel and they recommended the french press to her).  It’s gotta be a good purchase, right?  I cannot wait to start buying flavored creamer…

Let me just say that I love Alecia because she wore a prom dress to do The Warrior Dash.  That is cool.  I aspire to do TWD.  We have one in Michigan but the waves fill up quickly so I need to sign up soon.  I don’t think I’d have the balls to wear a prom dress though.  Who knows.  Maybe I can come up with something equally as tricky?!

My boss told me today that she and her husband signed up to do the Whoville 5k on December 18th in December.  My husband and my kids and I are signed up as well back in October.   I’m so happy that there’ll be other familiar faces.  She and her hubs scored Patagonia shirts as well.  I noticed that there are only 10 spots left because they’re cutting it off at 600 entries.

Marathon Done!

16 Oct

Completed the Grand Rapids (MI) marathon today.  I was frantic beforehand.  I got there late and almost had a nervous breakdown because I swore I was going to miss the start of the race.  My daughter (support person) and I were going to go to Grand Rapids last night so that we could zip over to the race this morning but I didn’t want to leave last night when it came down to it.  I thought we could leave at 5:45am and get there on time.  Dark, rainy, people everywhere and no parking spots were most of the speed bumps we encountered.

My Garmin registered the 26.3 race with a completion time of 3:43 hours (an average mile/min of 8:29am).  The results aren’t up on the website yet.  I’ll check again tomorrow to see what my official time was.

It was 48 degrees and rainy in the beginning.  I fashioned arm warmers out of unmatched soccer socks (cut the toes off).  I got the idea from my friend, Sue.  This worked really well.  I kept them on until mile 10 and just trashed them.

I don’t carry anything.  I can’t stand carrying stuff.  I indulged in race supplied Gatorade, water, 2 Gu’s and an orange slice and believe it or not, pickle juice.  I love the pickle juice.  I can’t say that everyone would love the pickle juice but really like pickles so it was really good to me.  Weird because I’ve only had Gu once.  It was vanilla bean flavor and it was NASTY.  I grabbed a chocolate today because I was so afraid of crashing.  I loved the chocolate.  Seriously, it tasted like chocolate frosting.

So, the marathon was very hard on me.  Due to all the standing water, I stepped in a huge mud puddle at mile 3.  I wanted to walk several times but I resisted the urge.  I cannot imagine doing another marathon unless they offered like the whole line of Lole to me vs a measly shirt (for the same price I paid for this marathon which was $112.85).

Crazy daughter.  Today, she somehow talked me into a 5k on December 18th in Grand Rapids.  How’d she reel me in?  You get a Patagonia shirt for the $30 signup fee.

Beating the Grinch becomes the  runners challenge as he “slithers  and slunks,” looking for every short cut  to Whoville. Nothing to fear as Thing 1 and Thing 2 chase the Grinch down!

And, at the end, there’s hot chocolate and chocolate fountain goodies.  www.whoville5k.com  Besides talking me into doing the 5k, she talked all of us into doing it (even the 13-year-old who has only done 1-mile runs so far).  Brucee asked if he could still get the chocolate fountain if he didn’t sign up for the race (so I signed him up).   We’re going to freeze our arses off!!