<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661030116947037425</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:50:34.199-08:00</updated><category term='Cross Training'/><category term='Day Off'/><category term='ouch'/><category term='On my own'/><category term='Eating'/><category term='GTS'/><category term='Deep Thoughts'/><category term='i heart running'/><category term='One and Done'/><category term='Gratitude'/><title type='text'>Run, Jenny, Run</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Morking Wom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580324939488709322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661030116947037425.post-8948478164938638037</id><published>2011-11-02T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T07:53:16.364-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i heart running'/><title type='text'>Been Running, Not Writing</title><content type='html'>Since the Disney Princess Half, I have run NYC Half, Philly Rock n' Roll Half and am now training for the Miami Half in January. I am back with Team in Training and really happy with that decision. Training for Philly on my own was hard. I need the Team, the coaches and maybe even the cause to make it all come together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, I need to meet my fundraising minimum and am 24% there ... support me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently [knock wood] injury free and excited to watch my pals run the ING NYC Marathon this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know 13.1 is the longest I'll do in the immediate future, but never say never I guess ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Running!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8661030116947037425-8948478164938638037?l=thismommyruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/feeds/8948478164938638037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2011/11/been-running-not-writing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/8948478164938638037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/8948478164938638037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2011/11/been-running-not-writing.html' title='Been Running, Not Writing'/><author><name>Morking Wom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580324939488709322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661030116947037425.post-328827476142152263</id><published>2011-02-28T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T19:34:40.180-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On my own'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ouch'/><title type='text'>Disney Princess Half Marathon Race Report</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-dasuGgDGqLQ/TWxo96VPJyI/AAAAAAAAFuI/CRpfRBDw9uI/s1600/princess.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-dasuGgDGqLQ/TWxo96VPJyI/AAAAAAAAFuI/CRpfRBDw9uI/s320/princess.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;[Cross posted at dailymile.com]&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Initially intimidated by a race that would require me to awake at 3 am to board a bus by 4 to make it to the corral that would go into lock down at 5 am, the Disney Princess half marathon turned out to be part princess part evil stepmother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I was turned on to this race by my dear team in training teammates and friends, Kelly and Meghan sometime last season as we were all training for our first half marathons. At the time, it seemed like a really good idea, sunny Florida in the heart of what turned out to be a rough winter in fact. That, and there was the costume aspect, the erstwhile princess that I am, I relished the idea of running a hard-core half in lace and rhinestones. It was just the perfect representation of my personality, a little bit sparkle, a load of sweat. With three weeks to go to the NYC Half, I wanted to treat this as a long run and leave a bit more gas in the tank. That was not to be. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;We decided to take our 5 yr old Max with us and leave the 2 yr old in New York. We flew down the day before the race, on Saturday and spent the day picking up the race packet at the expo, a massive affair at Disney’s ESPN Sports Complex and playing in the pool at our hotel, The Animal Kingdom Lodge. We had an early dinner alongside giraffe, zebra, antelopes and an ostrich (highly recommend) and tried for a very early bedtime, about 8 pm. I set out my gear, made my hydration (lemon lime nuun in fuel belt bottles) ripped open my sport beans and packed up my belt. I was not going to do bag check, just carry the hotel room key in my running shorts. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;3 am came very quickly and I awoke with dinner still in my belly (hate that feeling) but still managed to eat half a breakfast cookie (nothing new on race day) and covered my mid season chafing welts with lots of body glide, donned my running shorts, pink lace skirt over that, bedazzled Team in Training visor, a pretty pink running shirt and grabbed the Garmin and my iPod shuffle, and my new ear buds, which I am loving (urbuds?) and snuck out the door leaving my husband and son sleeping. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Transportation to the start was smooth, a bus along with Meghan (Kelly was sadly nursing an injury but came to Disney anyway to celebrate her wedding anniversary and cheer us on) and her two friends. Just before I boarded the bus, I discovered that my shuffle was dead. The idea of running this far without my tunes was daunting but there was nothing I could do. We got to Epcot where the start and finish would be and were ushered into bag check and an area with a million porta potties (and yet, still a line!) After a while on line, ogling the amazing array of costumes, we started towards literally, where, we had no idea. Crowd mentality is amazing, at one point in walking to the corrals, we were marching in pack of hundreds of women in pink on a dark highway with no sign of Run Disney staff in seemingly no determinate direction. Of course, we ended up orderly at the corrals, and boy were they strict. You go where you are assigned, no questions asked. Meghan and I were in the same corral thank goodness and as we stood there, thankfully it was quite temperate so all we had to complain about was the wait; it dawned on us that we had 13.1 miles ahead. That might seem like an odd thing, but until you are about to cross the start of a race, at least to me, it never seems quite real. In fact Meghan’s quote of the morning was “Why does this keep happening to me?” as if signing up for, training for and running a half marathon was like an outside force that one cannot control. As this was a Disney production, starting at 5:45 am, each corral was sent out by the fairy godmother with a spell and a burst of great fireworks and off we went into the dark Orlando morning. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;My first half was the Hamptons Half Marathon, population 2400. The number I heard for this event was 17,000 runners and yes, it was a totally different animal. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;My left quad has been a real issue this season and I was listening to it closely. Nothing. Not even a squeak. It was amazing. The first mile had us greeted by a huge marching band playing “gonna fly now” from Rocky. It was just what I needed to get past those first mile blahs I always get where my body asks me why are we doing this and wouldn’t we rather get a latte and curl up by the pool. From there each mile had a character, a dj, a band or some other attraction to distract us particularly when we were routed along Disney’s rather drab highway network. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Around mile 4 or so the sun started to rise so that when we hit the Magic Kingdom, we were treated to the best part of the course, other than the finish, in full early morning light. I am really not a sucker for these things but when we ran down Main Street USA, through Tomorrowland and right through Cinderella’s Castle, I was wowed. Cheering people, a perfect by design setting, it was really unlike anything I have ever experienced. From there we were ok until we got to mile 8 or so. It was now hot out, and humid and although I had been drinking smartly and had eaten my Sport beans, I was feeling sluggish, just in time for the hill section. By mile ten, I had the chills and goose pimples all over my arms. My knees were throbbing a bit so I stopped at a med tent and got an aspirin and chugged some PowerAde and pushed off for the home stretch.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mile 11-12 were back in Epcot where thankfully, there were crowds of cheering folks, many, many characters, loud wonderful music and just as I was coming down the last big hill, I spotted the only characters that I would wait on a line to be photographed with, Phineas and Ferb.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;What I did not appreciate when I heard about the characters on the course was that each one would have a queue often 10-12 runners long waiting to have their picture taken. I was just not ready to use my race time for picture taking. Until of course, I spotted Max’s fav Disney pals. Luckily it was a quick line and sprinted off to catch up to Meghan who had passed my while I was waiting. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The last mile was probably my favorite, second going to Main Street USA, as not only did it feature a finish line, where Max and Tom were waiting, but also it started with a huge gospel choir that made me weep with joy. It was just what I needed because it was just before you could see the finish although someone had just yelled .25 to go to me, without seeing it, you just feel like this race is never going to end! And there it was, the finish. It seemed smaller to me in real life – somehow everything that I had built up for the finish when I got to it became decidedly simple. I had just completed my second half marathon, shaved 19 minutes off my previous half and I had three more weeks until I would do it again in my beloved NYC. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I reunited with Max and Tom (who then went off for a day at the Magic Kingdom) smiled for pictures, and literally hobbled back to the bus that would carry my tired self to the hotel where I soaked in the hot tub, had a massage, rehydrated, sat by the pool, sipped a pina colada and yes, wore my medal even with my bathing suit on. The day after the race, I was well enough to take Max to Hollywood Studios and then we headed home. Back to cold weather running in the park and 20 days until the NYC Half!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8661030116947037425-328827476142152263?l=thismommyruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/feeds/328827476142152263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2011/02/disney-princess-half-marathon-race.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/328827476142152263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/328827476142152263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2011/02/disney-princess-half-marathon-race.html' title='Disney Princess Half Marathon Race Report'/><author><name>Morking Wom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580324939488709322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-dasuGgDGqLQ/TWxo96VPJyI/AAAAAAAAFuI/CRpfRBDw9uI/s72-c/princess.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661030116947037425.post-8231893062755026943</id><published>2010-12-09T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T08:50:52.357-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On my own'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deep Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Winter Running</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eNXbX1b5NE4/TQEIksEtvpI/AAAAAAAAFkE/V5VKvL7YbA4/s1600/winter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eNXbX1b5NE4/TQEIksEtvpI/AAAAAAAAFkE/V5VKvL7YbA4/s200/winter.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've been learning a lot about myself as the seasons have changed and I am still out there training ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;This morning the "real feel" temp was in the teens but I was sweating on my four mile run.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If I could only have one piece of cold weather gear it would be a gator. As long as the air coming into my lungs is warmed a bit, I can stand any temp.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Running in the winter has all the thrill of skiing, for me, without the gear, getting cold on the chairlift, and the falling but sadly without the apres ski.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love the winter light as the sun rises. It is glorious.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There was ice on the pond in the park and it made me smile. I am a winter runner.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8661030116947037425-8231893062755026943?l=thismommyruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/feeds/8231893062755026943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/12/winter-running.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/8231893062755026943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/8231893062755026943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/12/winter-running.html' title='Winter Running'/><author><name>Morking Wom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580324939488709322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eNXbX1b5NE4/TQEIksEtvpI/AAAAAAAAFkE/V5VKvL7YbA4/s72-c/winter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661030116947037425.post-9012067463661966743</id><published>2010-11-18T06:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T06:49:33.079-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On my own'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ouch'/><title type='text'>Being sick ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eNXbX1b5NE4/TOU85O7c1uI/AAAAAAAAFGY/TXVghMlqjuU/s1600/tissue.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eNXbX1b5NE4/TOU85O7c1uI/AAAAAAAAFGY/TXVghMlqjuU/s200/tissue.jpg" width="182" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm just not sure I got sick this summer while training for the Hamptons Half. If I did, I would have remembered how quickly my cardio capacity plummets, how hard it is to get back out there and how defeated I feel by my own body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran on Saturday, and it was glorious day for running, but it sucked. I could not run as far as I wanted, I could not breathe as well as I wanted and honestly, I gave up. So when I got up at 5:45 am to put on my gear and get out there this morning, I was not&amp;nbsp;optimistic. I also did not want to psych myself out, so I set my Garmin and locked it and made a vow to myself not to check it until I was done with the four mile loop. I was doing four miles, no matter the speed or time, and that was that. And by mile 3, I began to feel like myself again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am running a 4 mile race with a bunch of friends on Sunday. I think if I get out there again one more time before then, I might not embarrass myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TNT is in pre-season and just days away from the official launch of Team SeaChange Capital &amp;amp; Friends and our training for the NYC Half Marathon. I am excited to get back into regular training mode and discipline. In the meantime, I have been enjoying me some wine, I will tell you that much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Race report on Sunday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8661030116947037425-9012067463661966743?l=thismommyruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/feeds/9012067463661966743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/11/being-sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/9012067463661966743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/9012067463661966743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/11/being-sick.html' title='Being sick ...'/><author><name>Morking Wom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580324939488709322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eNXbX1b5NE4/TOU85O7c1uI/AAAAAAAAFGY/TXVghMlqjuU/s72-c/tissue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661030116947037425.post-4753570552384458139</id><published>2010-11-03T06:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T06:11:07.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Been hanging in my "off season."</title><content type='html'>Which has also meant, not really counting calories, being a little loosy&amp;nbsp;goosey&amp;nbsp;with the wine intake during the week and I can feel the difference. So I am doing a Juice Till Dinner Blueprint Cleanse today to reset and start to work on the last ten pounds. Yup, it is more like 7-8 lbs or so but feels like a real goal when I envision it at ten, how odd. I have run a 5 mile race every week for the last three, but have also been traveling a lot so not doing pilates or core fusion as much as I would like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving the cold weather, running in the dark routine. I thought it would scare me but it is actually thrilling once I get out of bed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8661030116947037425-4753570552384458139?l=thismommyruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/feeds/4753570552384458139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/11/been-hanging-in-my-off-season_03.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/4753570552384458139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/4753570552384458139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/11/been-hanging-in-my-off-season_03.html' title='Been hanging in my &quot;off season.&quot;'/><author><name>Morking Wom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580324939488709322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661030116947037425.post-1833598384365111832</id><published>2010-10-07T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T06:52:26.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Proof!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eNXbX1b5NE4/TKnxC9DScCI/AAAAAAAAFFk/e1lixQh1Tag/s1600/finish.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eNXbX1b5NE4/TKnxC9DScCI/AAAAAAAAFFk/e1lixQh1Tag/s320/finish.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hamptons Half Marathon 10/2/10, East Hampton, NY 8:00 AM Start.&lt;br /&gt;It was a very cold morning when the alarm went off at the&amp;nbsp;Southampton&amp;nbsp;Inn. Tom and boys stayed back in NYC and were going to drive out when they woke up and meet me at the finish line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met the team bus and shivered my way to East Hampton, watching the sun rise outside the bus window and listening to my race tunes on my ipod. I had a half a plain bagel with almond butter for breakfast and was very well hydrated. We pulled up to the Springs Street School and got to keep warm for a little in the school gym where they were holding registration. The idea became a little too popular and the race organizers kicked us all out into the school yard. The sun was warming but it was still sub-50 degrees out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon enough it was time to line up, I finally located my running buddy, Kelly and we were off. I really tried to keep to the splits (nice and slow 5 miler/speed up a bit 5 miler/slam it out 5k) but&amp;nbsp;every time&amp;nbsp;someone would cheer or a good song came on my ipod, I could not help but speed up. Kelly kept me in check and she had to as the trees/pollen/air was giving her lungs a hard time and she needed me to keep to our pre-agreed long run pace of around 13 minutes. I was not going to leave her but felt my body pushing me faster so at times I was alone with her following just down the road. I ate two bags of sport beans and went through almost all four of my fuelbelt bottles of nuun. I felt great all the way to the finish, when Max jumped into the race and crossed the finish line with me. I cannot wait to see the race pictures! I was pretty sore in the knees right after the race and am a little achy in my hips from time to time but in general feel fantastic and very proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time: 02:55:41&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a half marathoner!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8661030116947037425-6650223040079498390?l=thismommyruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/feeds/6650223040079498390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/10/race-report.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/6650223040079498390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/6650223040079498390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/10/race-report.html' title='Race Report'/><author><name>Morking Wom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580324939488709322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eNXbX1b5NE4/TKnxC9DScCI/AAAAAAAAFFk/e1lixQh1Tag/s72-c/finish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661030116947037425.post-8899268346306705365</id><published>2010-09-28T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T08:37:53.399-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On my own'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deep Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Looking forward and beyond</title><content type='html'>I am so excited to get this event under my belt. 4 days until the Hamptons Half!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am also excited for the time between this race and my training for the NYC Half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plans:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;SoulCycle&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Core Fusion&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Running for the hell of it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Swimming&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I've been so training schedule based since June that just doing a variety of&amp;nbsp;activities&amp;nbsp;in no logical order will feel amazing and then it is back to work of getting ready for another race AND discovering the joys of winter training! Brrr.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8661030116947037425-8899268346306705365?l=thismommyruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/feeds/8899268346306705365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/09/looking-forward-and-beyond.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/8899268346306705365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/8899268346306705365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/09/looking-forward-and-beyond.html' title='Looking forward and beyond'/><author><name>Morking Wom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580324939488709322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661030116947037425.post-8278826673775880256</id><published>2010-09-23T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T05:00:09.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tapering Tension</title><content type='html'>I am ready.&lt;br /&gt;Am I ready?&lt;br /&gt;I am running short distances.&lt;br /&gt;Should I only be running 4 miles?&lt;br /&gt;I feel great.&lt;br /&gt;My body is achy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapering is an odd thing. I am so excited to be finally so close to my event but tapering is the most unsettling experience. Thank goodness for my TNT coaches who have prepared me, at least intellectually, for this stage. They can't unfortunately help with my long held neuroses. Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a little loosy goosy with the schedule due to all sorts of busy life stuff but getting the miles done, mostly on the treadmill or on my own time rather than the team schedule. I am excited to post my race report ... stay tuned and remember, Run Jenny Run!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days to the race: 8&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8661030116947037425-8278826673775880256?l=thismommyruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/feeds/8278826673775880256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/09/tapering-tension.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/8278826673775880256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/8278826673775880256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/09/tapering-tension.html' title='The Tapering Tension'/><author><name>Morking Wom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580324939488709322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661030116947037425.post-2404091354657879592</id><published>2010-09-13T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T10:44:55.499-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GTS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day Off'/><title type='text'>Counting Down</title><content type='html'>Tick tock. Did 12 miles on Saturday and felt really tired, a little sick to my stomach but overall&amp;nbsp;OK&amp;nbsp;at the end. Very happy to be starting my taper. My long run this coming Saturday is only 8 miles. Never imagined 8 miles would be a relief for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I signed up for two more half marathons this year, the &lt;a href="http://espnwwos.disney.go.com/events/rundisney/princess-half-marathon/"&gt;Disney Princess &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.nyrr.org/races/2011/nychalf/race_info.asp"&gt;NYC Half&lt;/a&gt; for which I am going to lead a TNT team. I am so excited to run the streets of my beloved city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been relatively pain free lately other than normal soreness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am doing a Juice Till Dinner cleanse today and tomorrow. Yum and ahhh.... really makes me feel good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8661030116947037425-2404091354657879592?l=thismommyruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/feeds/2404091354657879592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/09/counting-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/2404091354657879592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/2404091354657879592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/09/counting-down.html' title='Counting Down'/><author><name>Morking Wom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580324939488709322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661030116947037425.post-3828519795022500749</id><published>2010-09-08T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T17:12:06.447-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deep Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eating'/><title type='text'>Catch Up</title><content type='html'>Great run last night - it was our 5k test number two. I am feeling really ready for the half marathon, pain free and confident. Been a little lax with the calorie counting but very active so not sweating it too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not count a single calorie on my two week vacation and it is hard getting back into the practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow perhaps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8661030116947037425-3828519795022500749?l=thismommyruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/feeds/3828519795022500749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/09/catch-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/3828519795022500749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/3828519795022500749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/09/catch-up.html' title='Catch Up'/><author><name>Morking Wom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580324939488709322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661030116947037425.post-6422061254017608310</id><published>2010-08-28T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T04:53:52.652-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On my own'/><title type='text'>Vacation</title><content type='html'>My posting will be spotty for the next week as it has been for the last week.&lt;br /&gt;I am on vacation and doing all my training on my own following the TNT calendar. I am finding that although I love the music in my ears and go as I please pace and time schedule, it is harder without my running pals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shifted my running schedule to make sure I was not zonked for my brother's wedding today: I did hills on Monday, Tempo Run on Wednesday and my long run yesterday. Overall feeling ok, but quad issue is being crowded out by an ankle ache. Need to check in with the PT after Labor Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, we get our September schedules for TNT this weekend and then right around the corner is RACE DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great week and I will check in when I can ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8661030116947037425-6422061254017608310?l=thismommyruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/feeds/6422061254017608310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/08/vacation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/6422061254017608310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/6422061254017608310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/08/vacation.html' title='Vacation'/><author><name>Morking Wom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580324939488709322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661030116947037425.post-3700020138671256142</id><published>2010-08-17T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T06:14:40.938-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deep Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GTS'/><title type='text'>Weekend Re-cap</title><content type='html'>Ran 10.74 and loved the run on Saturday. Steph (whose most recent long run was around 5 miles) ran it with us like she had been training all along. It made me think a lot about those who are destined to be runners and those like myself who are non-runners fighting to convince their bodies that this is a good thing. I am getting close. Much of my pain has subsided or been managed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read this &lt;a href="http://www.nomorebacon.com/2007/my-2108-km-training-starts-now/"&gt;blog posting&lt;/a&gt; and needed to share - it creatively sums up the wrongly named 13.1 miles that I am doing on 10/2 with a passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am running 231 football fields, so there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8661030116947037425-3700020138671256142?l=thismommyruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/feeds/3700020138671256142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/08/weekend-re-cap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/3700020138671256142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/3700020138671256142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/08/weekend-re-cap.html' title='Weekend Re-cap'/><author><name>Morking Wom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580324939488709322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661030116947037425.post-9170878118478601005</id><published>2010-08-11T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T07:24:43.800-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GTS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ouch'/><title type='text'>Hills</title><content type='html'>Last night was tough. It was hot and we did hill repeats. I probably should have eaten more yesterday and I felt it. Doing a morning run tomorrow with Steph, getting into a bit of a habit with her which is nice, something to look forward to! I really enjoy being the reason someone laces on&amp;nbsp;their&amp;nbsp;shoes and gets out there, since it has been so hard for me to get here myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am organizing a team to do the @nychalfmarathon&amp;nbsp;in March for Team in Training. Wanna join? Email me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8661030116947037425-9170878118478601005?l=thismommyruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/feeds/9170878118478601005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/08/hills.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/9170878118478601005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/9170878118478601005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/08/hills.html' title='Hills'/><author><name>Morking Wom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580324939488709322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661030116947037425.post-7917891005802252713</id><published>2010-08-09T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T10:19:09.158-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude'/><title type='text'>A Letter of Gratitude</title><content type='html'>I&amp;nbsp;sent this letter out to my supporters today. I ask the same of you, please spread the word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to take a moment and express my gratitude for your support. Your generosity has allowed me to surpass my Team in Training fundraising minimum and now strive to raise as much as I can to help accelerate finding cures for leukemia, lymphoma and myeloma and bring increased hope to the patients and families who are on the front lines of the battle against these blood cancers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the expert coaching and mentoring of Team in Training (TNT), this past Saturday I ran ten miles for the first time in my life. If you had asked me on June 19th at my first TNT practice, where I ran 3 miles, if I would ever make it this far, I might have squeaked "I hope so ..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here we are, 53 days left to the Hamptons Half Marathon and I am feeling good. I would not be me if I was not asking just one more favor, BUT it won't cost you anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please spread the word of my efforts, as I would love an excuse to raise my fundraising goal again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Direct your friends to http://bit.ly/runjennyrun to make a donation, or if you think they might need to get to know me a bit better, send them to http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/ to read my training blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always, I thank you for supporting me with your dollars but more importantly, your faith in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Jenn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8661030116947037425-7917891005802252713?l=thismommyruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/feeds/7917891005802252713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/08/letter-of-gratitude.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/7917891005802252713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/7917891005802252713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/08/letter-of-gratitude.html' title='A Letter of Gratitude'/><author><name>Morking Wom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580324939488709322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661030116947037425.post-1437351402622030471</id><published>2010-08-09T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T05:49:54.263-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross Training'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GTS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eating'/><title type='text'>Weekend Re-cap: The Accidental 10 miler and Eat What You Want Night</title><content type='html'>So Team in Training ran Summer Streets on Saturday for what was reportedly a 9 miler. Garmin says otherwise and it felt like Garmin reports: 10.3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am one proud monkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the advice of my new massage therapist/PT lady, I aimed to keep my right foot pointing in and the pain in my quad all but went away. Yesterday I felt great, today feeling a little sore but nothing terrible and I am going to see her again tomorrow so if it is still bad she will go to work on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom and Max went for a big boy/daddy bonding overnight to DC this weekend which left me to my own devices on Saturday night for dinner. So I decided that I would eat exactly what I wanted for dinner. I have lost 25 lbs and have not really done this since my journey started on April &amp;nbsp;4th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I ate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grafton Cloth-aged Cheddar on&amp;nbsp;Rosemary Crostini&lt;br /&gt;2 big glasses of Chardonnay&lt;br /&gt;A pickled mix of peppadew peppers, cornichons and garlic olives&lt;br /&gt;3 small slices of rosemary grilled steak&lt;br /&gt;chocolate pudding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all from Whole Foods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week ahead: Core Fusion tonight, TNT practice tomorrow, Wednesday rest, Thursday Central Park run EARLY with Steph, Friday Pilates, Saturday 10 miles with TNT, Sunday recovery run.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8661030116947037425-1437351402622030471?l=thismommyruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/feeds/1437351402622030471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/08/weekend-re-cap-accidental-10-miler-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/1437351402622030471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/1437351402622030471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/08/weekend-re-cap-accidental-10-miler-and.html' title='Weekend Re-cap: The Accidental 10 miler and Eat What You Want Night'/><author><name>Morking Wom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580324939488709322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661030116947037425.post-1470645588529527459</id><published>2010-08-05T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T09:04:04.426-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eating'/><title type='text'>Juice Till Dinner - perfect antidote to my crappy run.</title><content type='html'>So today I am doing a modified cleanse from BluePrint Cleanse called Juice Till Dinner. It is four of their juices, (2 greens, 1 pineapple apple mint, 1 spicy lemonade,) a raw food snack bar (cherry orange) and dinner tonight is: Carrot Ginger Soup and Asian-style salad with tamarind sauce and a tiny chocolate mousse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it. It makes me feel really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I almost have forgotten that terrible run from this morning, although my legs are stiff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acupuncture soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8661030116947037425-1470645588529527459?l=thismommyruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/feeds/1470645588529527459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/08/juice-till-dinner-perfect-antidote-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/1470645588529527459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/1470645588529527459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/08/juice-till-dinner-perfect-antidote-to.html' title='Juice Till Dinner - perfect antidote to my crappy run.'/><author><name>Morking Wom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580324939488709322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661030116947037425.post-2885871727283691326</id><published>2010-08-05T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T10:09:15.173-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On my own'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GTS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ouch'/><title type='text'>I think they call it Bonking ...</title><content type='html'>...except that it would have had to have been mid-long-run according to&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hitting_the_wall"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Factors:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eNXbX1b5NE4/TFrvh9jf6wI/AAAAAAAAFEw/vTQmwXcECT0/s1600/frown.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eNXbX1b5NE4/TFrvh9jf6wI/AAAAAAAAFEw/vTQmwXcECT0/s200/frown.gif" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I set out a little too fast,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I drank several glasses of wine last night,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My quad pain was acting up, and&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I had a deep cramp in my right side.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;So I walked some, ran some and cut it short and went home. I almost want a do over. But instead will go to acupuncture and do a pilates session tomorrow followed by a deep tissue massage and prep for my Saturday 9 mile run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some days are just like this... even in Australia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8661030116947037425-2885871727283691326?l=thismommyruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/feeds/2885871727283691326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-think-they-call-it-bonking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/2885871727283691326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/2885871727283691326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-think-they-call-it-bonking.html' title='I think they call it Bonking ...'/><author><name>Morking Wom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580324939488709322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eNXbX1b5NE4/TFrvh9jf6wI/AAAAAAAAFEw/vTQmwXcECT0/s72-c/frown.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661030116947037425.post-7143955186504333469</id><published>2010-08-04T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T08:52:48.428-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deep Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Bureaucrat vs Runner</title><content type='html'>Been doing a lot of thinking about goals, audacity and channeling your inner daredevil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I worry that professionally I am thinking like a bureaucrat. Not sure why, but I come out of meetings feeling like maybe my reactions to audacious ideas have been rather conservative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I go and add another mile to my longest run ever each week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a crazy thought: what if I were to approach each week in my work as I do in my training, pushing one mile further, assessing the goal, without fear and full of passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, with some fear but with do or die (not literally) determination to accomplish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder what would happen if I just "ran with it" at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training report: Hill Training wasn't bad last night, I'm sore today &amp;nbsp;but ok. Been taking magnesium supplements on the advice of my acupuncturist and it seems to be helping with the aches. Looking forward to my run with Steph tomorrow morning and then my long TNT run on Saturday via &lt;a href="http://www.nyc.gov/html/dot/summerstreets/html/about/about.shtml"&gt;SummerStreets&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8661030116947037425-7143955186504333469?l=thismommyruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/feeds/7143955186504333469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/08/been-doing-lot-of-thinking-about-goals.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/7143955186504333469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/7143955186504333469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/08/been-doing-lot-of-thinking-about-goals.html' title='Bureaucrat vs Runner'/><author><name>Morking Wom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580324939488709322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661030116947037425.post-3084862215406074231</id><published>2010-08-03T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T10:12:25.327-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On my own'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GTS'/><title type='text'>Longest Run</title><content type='html'>My beachside run was wonderful. Only a little pain towards the end as my knees were achy in the 8th mile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's Runners World QOTD felt very close to home:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Running gives me a sense of controlling my life. I like the finiteness of runs, the fact that I have a clear beginning and end. I set a goal and I achieve it. A good run makes you feel sort of holy." -&amp;nbsp;Nancy Gerstein, runner&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And indeed while soaking in the hot tub at the hotel after my run, I did indeed feel holy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8661030116947037425-3084862215406074231?l=thismommyruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/feeds/3084862215406074231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/08/longest-run.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/3084862215406074231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/3084862215406074231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/08/longest-run.html' title='Longest Run'/><author><name>Morking Wom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580324939488709322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661030116947037425.post-4638907332859842382</id><published>2010-07-29T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T07:04:37.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekly Re-cap</title><content type='html'>I've gotten a little behind this week on blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see: I began getting sick with this silly headcold on Tuesday, just in time for our first hill training session. Took yesterday off for my birthday and to recover from running up and down a hill 3x. This morning I woke up even more congested but still laced up my sneakers and met my friend Steph out for a 4 mile run. I screwed up the course and we ended up doing 4.8 (I was ready to walk the last .2 and we did - this cold, ugh) but overall felt good and was glad I kept with the training calendar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to Los Angeles on Saturday for my long run, already mapped out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymile.com/routes/264257-running-route-in-venice-ca"&gt;http://www.dailymile.com/routes/264257-running-route-in-venice-ca&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Miles ... report after our weekend away, after the run we have a wedding and then a day of sitting by the pool (a recovery run in the water?) and then dinner and the LA Philharmonic at the Hollywood Bowl. All kid free :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8661030116947037425-4638907332859842382?l=thismommyruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/feeds/4638907332859842382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/07/weekly-re-cap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/4638907332859842382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/4638907332859842382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/07/weekly-re-cap.html' title='Weekly Re-cap'/><author><name>Morking Wom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580324939488709322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661030116947037425.post-8396204666420841434</id><published>2010-07-26T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T06:20:01.906-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GTS'/><title type='text'>Weekend Re-cap</title><content type='html'>No one ever drowned in sweat. - Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may be true but I came pretty close on Saturday. I did my 7 miles in one fractured outer loop of the park, one reservoir and one bridle path, back onto the outer loop, across 102 and down around to Cherry Hill. I ate the sport beans after one hour and alternated water and nuun kona kola to drink. I sweat so much that I think I shorted out my ipod shuffle. But I did it and I felt great. Almost pain free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been using the foam roller and doing my best to be kind to my body. Yesterday's recovery run was fine and I think if the weather would just give a little, I could break through that wall that is keeping me from LOVING this. I am firmly settled on the determination side of running, I just want to really be able to physically enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got my TNT practice info for tomorrow: Hill Training Starts: "Half-marathoners/Beginners: From Cherry Hill, you'll warm up heading east on the transverse. Make a left at the end of the transverse, continuing to the bottom of Cat Hill, at the traffic light next to The Boathouse (a coach will be there). That's the starting point for our hill repeats. We'll be running up to the top of Cat Hill, to the traffic light at the top. Then we'll turn around, go back to the starting point at the bottom of the hill and repeat. You'll do 3-4 roundtrips."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8661030116947037425-8396204666420841434?l=thismommyruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/feeds/8396204666420841434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/07/weekend-re-cap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/8396204666420841434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/8396204666420841434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/07/weekend-re-cap.html' title='Weekend Re-cap'/><author><name>Morking Wom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580324939488709322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661030116947037425.post-7277387048357312979</id><published>2010-07-23T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T06:06:05.658-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ouch'/><title type='text'>Update on Pain</title><content type='html'>Three words: Deep. Tissue. Massage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like a new woman, and my foam roller came which as I recalled hurts like a motherf*!%er but works.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a good dinner (quinoa, avocado in lemon juice and seasalt, and a little fresh ricotta mixed in) and yet another Vitamin Water Zero and a sugar free Edy's Fruit Pop for dessert.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My clothes are laid out, my fuel belt bottles are on ice (2 water, 2 Kona Cola flavored Nuun), sports beans tucked in my fuel belt.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am as ready as I am going to be to go 7.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Run Jenny Run.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8661030116947037425-7277387048357312979?l=thismommyruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/feeds/7277387048357312979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/07/update-on-pain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/7277387048357312979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/7277387048357312979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/07/update-on-pain.html' title='Update on Pain'/><author><name>Morking Wom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580324939488709322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661030116947037425.post-208950091866363581</id><published>2010-07-23T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T07:38:58.635-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ouch'/><title type='text'>Lately, pain.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Hard things take time to do. Impossible things take a little longer."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"&gt;Percy Cerutty, an athletics coach in the 1950s and 1960s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;The Runner's World quote of the day felt particularly relevant today. I have been training according to the TNT schedule but really suffering in recovery: hobbling like an old lady, unable to get out of bed comfortably and aching most of the time. When I first started training, I would not take advantage of the days off, instead doing pilates or core fusion. These days, I need every minute NOT training. And on top of it, I am an active consumer of eastern medicinals, acupuncture, stretching, massage and naproxin. Makes me ask, am I meant to do this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Tomorrow is a seven mile run. I am scared and excited at the same time. I am resting today, hydrating and I have a massage scheduled. I will go to bed early, no wine, light but satisfying dinner. If all this does not help make tomorrow easier, this will be a hard thing to internalize. I have to realize that each long run in my training is the farthest I have ever run, and my body is going to groan about that, but I can only pray that at some point it gets a little easier. I can take soreness, it is the pain that undoes me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;I still have faith that this is just hard, not impossible.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8661030116947037425-208950091866363581?l=thismommyruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/feeds/208950091866363581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/07/lately-pain.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/208950091866363581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/208950091866363581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/07/lately-pain.html' title='Lately, pain.'/><author><name>Morking Wom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580324939488709322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661030116947037425.post-7232328711615451722</id><published>2010-07-14T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T07:22:32.010-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GTS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ouch'/><title type='text'>E4</title><content type='html'>E4 is when you cannot talk except to swear f@*K at the TNT coaches as you run by them for four Central Park lampposts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we did interval training, 4 posts E4, 2 posts E1/recovery. Man, I am sore but proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shoulder is almost all better but my quads are smarting from practice. I booked a pilates machine session today to strength build and free up my muscles a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday is my &lt;a href="http://www.nyrr.org/races/2010/r0717x00.asp"&gt;first race&lt;/a&gt; since I have been training, a 4 miler and appropriately today's QOTD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jitters are actually good for a short race. Adrenaline will rev up your engine. Think of it as fuel."&lt;br /&gt;Lucinda Seares-Monica, Psy.D., a clinical psychologist&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Max is running the kids race at 10 am, my start is 9 am. Huge motivation to run a quick race, so that I can be at the start for Max!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two lower loops tomorrow with a friend from Mandell whose son is also running with Max and she is running with me. Friday rest and Saturday is race day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8661030116947037425-7232328711615451722?l=thismommyruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/feeds/7232328711615451722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/07/e4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/7232328711615451722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/7232328711615451722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/07/e4.html' title='E4'/><author><name>Morking Wom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580324939488709322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661030116947037425.post-7276964631284016636</id><published>2010-07-13T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T10:06:23.617-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GTS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ouch'/><title type='text'>Pain</title><content type='html'>My shoulder aches. And like that old schoolhouse rock song, the &lt;a href="http://www.schoolhouserock.tv/Them.html"&gt;"Shin bone connected to the knee bone"&lt;/a&gt; and when I run my back tightens up which up the chain seems to cause my shoulder to spasm. I had a great acupuncture session yesterday and it feels like it helped but I am still uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I am in pain, I am no fun. No patience, little sense of humor and generally cranky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upside: Looks like we might have GTS in the rain tonight ... I actually like that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, while I have you;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends at &lt;a href="http://mymixednuts.com/"&gt;MyMixedNuts.com&lt;/a&gt; are supporting my Team In Training effort by offering 10% off your order (I love to custom mix!) and $1 of every order goes to help raise money for the Leukemia &amp;amp; Lymphoma Society. Use the code RUNJENNYRUN and give them a try!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8661030116947037425-7276964631284016636?l=thismommyruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/feeds/7276964631284016636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/07/pain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/7276964631284016636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/7276964631284016636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/07/pain.html' title='Pain'/><author><name>Morking Wom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580324939488709322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661030116947037425.post-2298889430525481724</id><published>2010-07-11T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T10:07:20.856-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GTS'/><title type='text'>GTS Long Run</title><content type='html'>I ran with a TNT pace buddy yesterday who was having a rough run so we walked and stopped here and there so my time and effort were inconsistent. I am not sure though if I were on my own if I would have done much better. Still trying to figure out the nutrition piece of running. How much to eat before a run in order to feel fueled but not sick. I drank a chocolate 1% milk before this run and felt ok but rather tired on the back of the out and back run. I might have to experiment with some sort of carb gel/energy food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my back hurts terribly from residual core fusion sport and the run combined. I have taken a naproxin and it is less sharp but I am dreading my active recovery run today although I am sure it will help. I am going to do the 30 minute run after the kids go to sleep before I have dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jury duty tomorrow should make training interesting this week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update: &amp;nbsp;I skipped my run on Sunday and just rested.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8661030116947037425-2298889430525481724?l=thismommyruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/feeds/2298889430525481724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/07/gts-long-run.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/2298889430525481724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/2298889430525481724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/07/gts-long-run.html' title='GTS Long Run'/><author><name>Morking Wom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580324939488709322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661030116947037425.post-5022112151922642333</id><published>2010-07-08T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T16:53:40.183-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On my own'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One and Done'/><title type='text'>Crummy</title><content type='html'>Not a great run tonight, had a stomach full of an organic soup that did not digest fast enough, was hot, and did just a bit more than TNT had suggested so that was a goal accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to my 6 miler on Saturday. That should be a good one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8661030116947037425-5022112151922642333?l=thismommyruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/feeds/5022112151922642333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/07/crummy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/5022112151922642333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/5022112151922642333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/07/crummy.html' title='Crummy'/><author><name>Morking Wom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580324939488709322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661030116947037425.post-8374045685238439050</id><published>2010-07-08T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T11:25:18.251-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eating'/><title type='text'>Thursday - still hot out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eNXbX1b5NE4/TDYXw84ybVI/AAAAAAAAFD8/XVjW9Psr58E/s1600/LOVEdeep.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eNXbX1b5NE4/TDYXw84ybVI/AAAAAAAAFD8/XVjW9Psr58E/s320/LOVEdeep.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to my run today. I have recovered from Tuesday's crazy 99 degree jaunt and am back for more. I have been doing an &lt;a href="http://www.organicavenue.com/"&gt;Organic Avenue&lt;/a&gt; "5 days of Live.Organic.Vegan.Experience. Daily, fresh, ripe, raw-live, organic, vegan, consciously prepared sustenance…in the form of: juices, smoothies, soups, mylks, salads…" fast this week while Tom has been in London. It has been perfect for the weather as it is mostly cold soups, smoothies and juices and one small (tiny) salad-type meal. After July 4th's record run but also record wine consumption, it was time to juice my way back into detox mode and I was eager to try something other than the BluePrint Cleanse (which I still love and have several one day cleanses planned in the coming weeks, mostly post holiday re-sets.) The juices and foods are different everyday (other than the staple green juice.) I was super intimidated on the first day (Tuesday) which was the same day as my super hot run but I survived and am glad I stuck with it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That said, I cannot wait for my pinot noir on Saturday night.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will post post-run notes later!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8661030116947037425-8374045685238439050?l=thismommyruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/feeds/8374045685238439050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/07/thursday-still-hot-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/8374045685238439050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/8374045685238439050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/07/thursday-still-hot-out.html' title='Thursday - still hot out'/><author><name>Morking Wom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580324939488709322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eNXbX1b5NE4/TDYXw84ybVI/AAAAAAAAFD8/XVjW9Psr58E/s72-c/LOVEdeep.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661030116947037425.post-2980589552092183345</id><published>2010-07-06T06:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T06:22:05.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>QOTD</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do the things that you used to do without fear. Take the risk. It's all right to fall down and scab your knees.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pat Tyson, Head coach of the Gonzaga University track and cross country programs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8661030116947037425-2980589552092183345?l=thismommyruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/feeds/2980589552092183345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/07/qotd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/2980589552092183345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/2980589552092183345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/07/qotd.html' title='QOTD'/><author><name>Morking Wom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580324939488709322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661030116947037425.post-8613744074112839523</id><published>2010-07-04T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T07:35:48.545-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On my own'/><title type='text'>6 Miles</title><content type='html'>More tomorrow on my holiday weekend re-cap, but for now I just want to report on my accidental 6 mile run. I set out for 5, went too far and needed to go home, felt good enough to keep running when I hit 5 (promised myself a walking break at that point but skipped it) and just kept on going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am one proud Jenny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8661030116947037425-8613744074112839523?l=thismommyruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/feeds/8613744074112839523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/07/6-miles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/8613744074112839523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/8613744074112839523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/07/6-miles.html' title='6 Miles'/><author><name>Morking Wom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580324939488709322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661030116947037425.post-861289746733670187</id><published>2010-07-02T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T06:21:53.883-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day Off'/><title type='text'>Listening to my body</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eNXbX1b5NE4/TC3n1ZEVx8I/AAAAAAAAFD0/JG92ZWvavhg/s1600/bouguereau18.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="128" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eNXbX1b5NE4/TC3n1ZEVx8I/AAAAAAAAFD0/JG92ZWvavhg/s200/bouguereau18.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Body: "I'm really tired and I think I need a rest."&lt;br /&gt;Mind: "You did run on Wednesday, longer than you have ever run and TNT said it was rest or cross training day."&lt;br /&gt;Body: "And we did do a hard pilates session yesterday..."&lt;br /&gt;Mind: "But what if I slip and slack and give up by resting?"&lt;br /&gt;Body: "Gotta do 5 miles tomorrow, please rest."&lt;br /&gt;Mind: "Fine, no workout today but I am going to obsess about it all day until I run tomorrow."&lt;br /&gt;Body: "Whatev."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The internal&amp;nbsp;dialog&amp;nbsp;that I will probably always have with myself rests largely in the right to not do everything to the nth degree. Cut myself slack without slacking. Yes TNT has today as a rest day, but every other rest day I have done core fusion or pilates or even gone for a run. I am not sure why but I have not yet developed the confidence to rest without thinking that I am going to just stop running. It is illogical but powerful. I'll get there but man, it is quite a nagging voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Body: "Thank you, by the way."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8661030116947037425-861289746733670187?l=thismommyruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/feeds/861289746733670187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/07/listening-to-my-body.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/861289746733670187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/861289746733670187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/07/listening-to-my-body.html' title='Listening to my body'/><author><name>Morking Wom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580324939488709322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eNXbX1b5NE4/TC3n1ZEVx8I/AAAAAAAAFD0/JG92ZWvavhg/s72-c/bouguereau18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661030116947037425.post-5144259433901976949</id><published>2010-06-30T18:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T18:23:56.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Came across this on Livestrong.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="description_section" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-style: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Six Stages of Change&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; 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Gathering resources and information about the change you want to incur can put you on the path to success. Asking yourself what in your life will need to look different and what are the specific steps you need to reach your goal will help as well. Getting really detailed and breaking your goal into the smallest objectives possible is a great way to ensure being less overwhelmed with the process.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ad ad1" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ad ad1" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Stage Shifting:&amp;nbsp;Once you figure out where you are in the stages of change, think about what you might need to transition from one stage to the other. Maybe you've been exercising with regularity, but the flu set you back two weeks so your new habit has suffered a setback. How will you get yourself back to your regimen? Taking a step back and an objective assessment of where you are can help you refocus on what you need to budge. It doesn't have to be a big thing that gets you going, because solid change usually comes from a gradual process.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ad ad1" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ad ad1" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Relapse:&amp;nbsp;It is completely normal to lapse into former behaviors. If you notice that you've slipped, instead of beating yourself up, consider relapse as an opportunity to examine what helped you succeed and what were your blockades. Coming up with a new plan to address obstacles, whether they are old or new, may give you the adjustment you need to dive back into your new behavior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Support:&amp;nbsp;Rarely do people make it through changes without support. Look at the people, institutions and environments in which you interact and ask yourself which are helpful and which may be detrimental to you. Setting your sights on positive influences and asking for help will assist you in your new behaviors. No doubt, if you have the bug, you can do it alone; but why struggle when there are likely many people just like you with whom you can share the efforts of the challenge and the celebrations of success?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;food for thought, so to speak - jlg&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8661030116947037425-5144259433901976949?l=thismommyruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/feeds/5144259433901976949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/06/came-across-this-on-livestrongcom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/5144259433901976949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/5144259433901976949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/06/came-across-this-on-livestrongcom.html' title='Came across this on Livestrong.com'/><author><name>Morking Wom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580324939488709322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661030116947037425.post-3704457438747596490</id><published>2010-06-30T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T17:46:42.094-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On my own'/><title type='text'>Um, almost a "runner"?</title><content type='html'>So I got up in Chicago at 4 am and walked off the plane and into the office, worked until 3:30, picked Max up from camp, went home, napped for 45 minutes and then ran the longest, easiest run I have ever done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smiled and felt great, and could have gone longer but Monica, our nanny, needed to get home and I wanted to see more of the boys before bedtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather was cool, and completely void of humidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is giving me huge hope for October and the feeling that I am &lt;i&gt;becoming a runner.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just registered myself for a 4 mile race in a few weeks and Max for the fun run for kids. I hope to shed a little light for him on what mommy has been up to all these early mornings. I want him to try this lifestyle way earlier than I ended up doing it. I want him to see a healthy strong mommy as the norm, he is still young enough to forget my tired, overweight, cranky self and replace that person with who I am becoming, I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STATS:&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #404040; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="workout-distance" style="color: #484848; font-weight: bold; line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 2px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;4.68&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="workout-distance-units"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;mi&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #404040;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #404040; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="workout-time" style="color: #484848; font-weight: bold; line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 2px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;00:57, 12:04 pace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8661030116947037425-3704457438747596490?l=thismommyruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/feeds/3704457438747596490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/06/um-almost-runner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/3704457438747596490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/3704457438747596490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/06/um-almost-runner.html' title='Um, almost a &quot;runner&quot;?'/><author><name>Morking Wom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580324939488709322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661030116947037425.post-1864859264468794819</id><published>2010-06-28T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T11:15:00.195-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On my own'/><title type='text'>Weekend Re-cap</title><content type='html'>Saturday's run was my longest distance and was hard. TNT trains at 8:30 am and by then it was really &amp;nbsp;hot out. I was wearing my new fuel belt but with only two bottles of water and my new Garmin 450.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons learned:&lt;br /&gt;Fill all four bottles and freeze them overnight so that they can melt and be chilled for the run.&lt;br /&gt;No coffee before my run&lt;br /&gt;Going the extra mile was doable in part the the company of great teammates - we really pushed each other not to quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was a rest day. We walked a lot and were out doors but I did not run or lift, other than Charlie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I re-enacted Saturday's run at an earlier hour, with more water and alone listening to tunes and brought my pace down nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past week I lost 4.5 lbs. I ate pretty much the same and attribute it to the calorie burning running for sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8661030116947037425-1864859264468794819?l=thismommyruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/feeds/1864859264468794819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/06/weekend-re-cap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/1864859264468794819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/1864859264468794819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/06/weekend-re-cap.html' title='Weekend Re-cap'/><author><name>Morking Wom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580324939488709322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661030116947037425.post-1545652159242233126</id><published>2010-06-25T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T06:42:06.494-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day Off'/><title type='text'>TNT Day Off</title><content type='html'>Used my TNT day off to do a pilates reformer session, I swear it is the perfect compliment to running. Core strength, some targeted upper body and the lower body work just makes my tired, tight muscles sing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Garmin 450 came last night but I did not get out to let the satellites find it yet. Looking forward to my long run tomorrow to wear it and see what it can do! Also, my fuel belt came. Bright red and so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An aside, I spoke with my sister last night. She has been a runner for as long as I can remember and for a small window of time on the phone I felt like a runner too. So much of this is a state of mind and a game between me and my belief in what I am&amp;nbsp;capable&amp;nbsp;of doing. I sometimes feel if I can just get my mind to agree that I am a runner and I can do this, my body (with hard work) will follow right along.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8661030116947037425-1545652159242233126?l=thismommyruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/feeds/1545652159242233126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/06/tnt-day-off.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/1545652159242233126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/1545652159242233126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/06/tnt-day-off.html' title='TNT Day Off'/><author><name>Morking Wom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580324939488709322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661030116947037425.post-4441178978287125157</id><published>2010-06-24T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T06:52:15.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love this blog and today's guest column was amazing:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://mizfitonline.com/2010/06/23/running-getting-started/"&gt;http://mizfitonline.com/2010/06/23/running-getting-started/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;em style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Carla Birnberg (MizFit) is an award winning author and fitness expert. A onetime personal trainer, she owned a boutique training studio,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;em style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Head2Heel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;em style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;, in Chapel Hill, N.C. Carla attended Kenyon College (B.A. English Literature and the University of Pittsburgh (M.Ed./Counseling).&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;em style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Carla has competed in both bodybuilding and fitness including a third place finish in the 2001 NPC House of Pain bodybuilding show.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;em style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;She’s also the author/creator of the Twisted Tales serial for which she won an award for creativity from Cox Newspapers.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;em style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;em style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; 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Also, she went to college with some dear friends of ours, on a small world note.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8661030116947037425-4441178978287125157?l=thismommyruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/feeds/4441178978287125157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/06/love-this-blog-and-todays-guest-column.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/4441178978287125157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/4441178978287125157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/06/love-this-blog-and-todays-guest-column.html' title='Love this blog and today&apos;s guest column was amazing:'/><author><name>Morking Wom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580324939488709322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661030116947037425.post-6429629559136066471</id><published>2010-06-24T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T06:41:40.692-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On my own'/><title type='text'>Running Solo</title><content type='html'>To make sure I did not give up, or pass out, I dumped all but my power songs from my ipod shuffle last night and loaded it up with new tunes including the 2010 World Cup Theme Waka Waka which I am obsessed with (like dancing in the elevator at work,&amp;nbsp;obsessed) and it helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was hot already when I left the house at 6:00 am. I had a ten ounce hand held fuel belt bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did my&amp;nbsp;usual&amp;nbsp;loop around the reservoir and then did a second. I have never done two loops and although it was a&amp;nbsp;stretch, I did. Runnersworld.com tells me my pace was 12:15. About where I expected to be which is good with PLENTY of room for improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STATS: 3.67 miles/44:55 &lt;br /&gt;Longest run to date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post my playlist later for those who are interested.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8661030116947037425-6429629559136066471?l=thismommyruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/feeds/6429629559136066471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/06/running-solo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/6429629559136066471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/6429629559136066471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/06/running-solo.html' title='Running Solo'/><author><name>Morking Wom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580324939488709322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661030116947037425.post-3761514965414859256</id><published>2010-06-23T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T07:44:49.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Runner's World QOTD</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Believe deep down in your heart that you're destined to do great things.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joe Paterno, Head football coach of Penn State University&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8661030116947037425-3761514965414859256?l=thismommyruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/feeds/3761514965414859256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/06/runners-world-qotd_23.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/3761514965414859256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/3761514965414859256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/06/runners-world-qotd_23.html' title='Runner&apos;s World QOTD'/><author><name>Morking Wom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580324939488709322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661030116947037425.post-13531862900225237</id><published>2010-06-23T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T06:15:46.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The pain is temporary, the pride is forever.</title><content type='html'>Ouch, sitting on a bench in my subway stop waiting for the B/C to get to Core Fusion by 7 am, it occurs to me.&lt;br /&gt;I am rather sore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eNXbX1b5NE4/TCIH5PCuyOI/AAAAAAAAFDk/7TcKmmc09LU/s1600/ouch.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eNXbX1b5NE4/TCIH5PCuyOI/AAAAAAAAFDk/7TcKmmc09LU/s320/ouch.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In minutes I'll have whole other sections of my body to complain about thanks to the crazy head to toe workout that this &lt;a href="http://www.exhalespa.com/"&gt;Exhale spa&lt;/a&gt; based class provides but for now my hip &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;flexors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;are a mess mostly and my obliques are crying out a bit too (residual Miss&amp;nbsp;Tracy&amp;nbsp;Anderson, maybe?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is my first TNT prescribed run without the support of a group practice - in other words - I will be accountable only to myself (oh, and of course, you all) and will be back to the solitary work (no new friends to chat the time away) of putting miles under my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have to google maps a course to&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;day (my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://traininglog.runnersworld.com/landingpage.aspx"&gt;&lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;runnersworld&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;.com&lt;/span&gt; tracker&lt;/a&gt; has a nice tool for this) and set out around 6 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any takers for an early 3 miles in Central Park tomorrow?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8661030116947037425-13531862900225237?l=thismommyruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/feeds/13531862900225237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/06/pain-is-temporary-pride-is-forever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/13531862900225237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/13531862900225237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/06/pain-is-temporary-pride-is-forever.html' title='The pain is temporary, the pride is forever.'/><author><name>Morking Wom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580324939488709322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eNXbX1b5NE4/TCIH5PCuyOI/AAAAAAAAFDk/7TcKmmc09LU/s72-c/ouch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661030116947037425.post-5631886285252320860</id><published>2010-06-22T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T18:25:59.588-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GTS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude'/><title type='text'>Bad-ass moment</title><content type='html'>Today I ran the longest distance to date AND I ran in the pouring rain/thunderstorm/crazy person weather. I felt seriously hard core. Back home now, post hot shower and fed (quinoa, low fat goat cheese and cashews and vitamin water zero) I am seriously read for bed and very proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today you guys got me to my $1,000 &amp;nbsp;mini-goal. $2,000 to go!&lt;br /&gt;I am deeply grateful for your support and am ready to go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and I'm a bad-ass, tee-hee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STATS: 3.4 miles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8661030116947037425-5631886285252320860?l=thismommyruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/feeds/5631886285252320860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/06/bad-ass-moment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/5631886285252320860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/5631886285252320860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/06/bad-ass-moment.html' title='Bad-ass moment'/><author><name>Morking Wom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580324939488709322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661030116947037425.post-785928772906545815</id><published>2010-06-22T12:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T13:56:11.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Runners World QOTD</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;He who is not courageous enough to take risks will accomplish nothing in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Muhammad Ali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8661030116947037425-785928772906545815?l=thismommyruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/feeds/785928772906545815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/06/runners-world-qotd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/785928772906545815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/785928772906545815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/06/runners-world-qotd.html' title='Runners World QOTD'/><author><name>Morking Wom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580324939488709322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661030116947037425.post-5494985354945886096</id><published>2010-06-22T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T08:54:40.950-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GTS'/><title type='text'>TNT Group Training Tonight</title><content type='html'>Tonight's theme is "low arm swings."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never had someone look at my run for form and efficiency. I keep thinking about what a great chance this is to get better at the mechanics of running and wonder if perhaps I might like running more if I was doing it better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll report back after our 7 pm practice.&lt;br /&gt;Had to ask our nanny to stay late to cover while I train, let the goodwill commence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8661030116947037425-5494985354945886096?l=thismommyruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/feeds/5494985354945886096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/06/tnt-group-training-tonight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/5494985354945886096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/5494985354945886096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/06/tnt-group-training-tonight.html' title='TNT Group Training Tonight'/><author><name>Morking Wom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580324939488709322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661030116947037425.post-407821999755569260</id><published>2010-06-21T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T18:15:28.349-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude'/><title type='text'>Tracy Anderson: I love/hate you!</title><content type='html'>It was not as hard as last time, granted last time I did this video I was healing from a c-section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was still hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my dear friends donated a total of $825 towards my $3,000 goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so honored to have such generous pals who understand how important this cause is and who support me with words and wisdom that way out values any amount of cash one might contribute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8661030116947037425-407821999755569260?l=thismommyruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/feeds/407821999755569260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/06/tracy-anderson-i-lovehate-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/407821999755569260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/407821999755569260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/06/tracy-anderson-i-lovehate-you.html' title='Tracy Anderson: I love/hate you!'/><author><name>Morking Wom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580324939488709322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661030116947037425.post-6822526617222134047</id><published>2010-06-21T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T13:39:47.878-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross Training'/><title type='text'>Cross Training Day</title><content type='html'>No run today. I did 30 minutes on the elliptical and plan on &lt;a href="http://action.tracyandersonmethod.com/"&gt;Tracy Anderson Method&lt;/a&gt; video after the kids are asleep. Last time I tried one of her videos was just after Charlie was born and I could barely complete it. Hoping to see progress on that front tonight (gulp.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8661030116947037425-6822526617222134047?l=thismommyruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/feeds/6822526617222134047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/06/cross-training-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/6822526617222134047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/6822526617222134047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/06/cross-training-day.html' title='Cross Training Day'/><author><name>Morking Wom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580324939488709322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661030116947037425.post-2098720673205138632</id><published>2010-06-21T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T13:07:41.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And away we go!</title><content type='html'>On the advice of a long time friend, TNT alum and serious runner, I am starting this blog to support my efforts towards running the 2010 Hamptons Half Marathon on 10/02/10 with Team in Training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I will&amp;nbsp;chronicle sore muscles, blisters and hopefully progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Dre!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8661030116947037425-2098720673205138632?l=thismommyruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/feeds/2098720673205138632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/06/and-away-we-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/2098720673205138632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8661030116947037425/posts/default/2098720673205138632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thismommyruns.blogspot.com/2010/06/and-away-we-go.html' title='And away we go!'/><author><name>Morking Wom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580324939488709322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
