One last ice picture

The ice is supposed to go away tomorrow…goodbye ice, I won’t miss you…..


Thinking of warmer days….

Here’s a springtime picture to help us all remember how nice Texas can be! I made it out for a run, finally. It took some doing to get out the door, but once I was out it wasn’t too bad. The roads were pretty open, as everyone was still in. The forced house arrest wasn’t as bad after that. I just finished making homemade butterscotch-chip oatmeal cookies that kick ass, so maybe snow days aren’t that bad…..


Wishful thinking!

Here’s a picture of me and my friend Karen. Don’t we look hot….as in toasty warm! This was taken at Lake Tahoe in summer of 2003. Me, Karen, and Stephanie had an excellent girls’ trip. There was record heat in the area of 90+ degrees. I think we even have a tan in this picture (we are pale girls!). Ahhh, what I wouldn’t do for a day like this right now!!!!


It’s cold outside!!!

Pancake and snow do not mix. Another day of being homebound. Ugg. this is fun for about a day and then cabin fever sets in. How do other people do this all winter? One good thing is I am thankful I have a very warm house! I attempted to run this morning, and hit a few icy patches and went home. It wasn’t so much that I wanted to run, I just wanted to get out for a little while, as it looks like tomorrow will be a repeat. Time to catch up on my netflix……


Up next….

Up next is Rocky raccoon 50 mile run. here is a picture of Huntsville State Park, where the race is held. It was taken when I did the Little Rocky raccoon 50K in October 2005…my first ultra. I can’t wait to see those pine trees again…and maybe an alligator.


Ok, so maybe it’s not this bad……

But, it’s cold outside!! Life is almost on hold for a couple days as we ride out this winter storm. This pic is from SLC, Utah, last SPRING. This is what they call Spring Break weather. At least in March it is warm here, although right now it is hard to imagine it being warm at sub 30 degrees. Yikes….bike trainer here I come…no outside for awhile.


Bandera 50K

Finally, Bandera weekend is here! This photo is courtesy of Hill Country Trail Runners, since I forgot my camera. My race started on thursday. Immediately after eating lunch, I got a stabbing belly ache, and spent the evening throwing up. Packing was a challenge, as I was out of it, and said to hell with a drop bag, too much effort to pack. the belly pain lingered all day Friday, and I worried how I could run 30 miles on no food in 2 days, plus being pretty dehydrated. Teresa and I left Austin Friday after 500pm, to sit in major traffic. I was really worried I wouldn’t end up being able to run. We stopped for dinner, and it helped some. I really felt better after a sonic malt. I went to bed in our beautiful Bandera motel room (with airbrushed deer on the walls) hoping for the best in the am. Well, morning came and I felt pretty good. I decided to go for the 50K as originally planned.
Bandera has now become one of my favorite Texas runs. The Hill Country State Natural has got to be one of the prettiest areas in the state. The run is so well organized, and it’s a little road trip, but not a huge ordeal to get to. I was disappointed to miss the dinner the night before and getting to see all my friends, but race morning I saw a lot of them. It was fun knowing so many people there and wishing everyone luck. conditions turned out less than desirable. The night before saw heavy rains, and the trails were a mud bog. Right at the start I realized most the race would be heavy, shoe sucking mud. I saw Teresa off on the 25K route, and tried to settle in to the mud pit I would spend the next 6 hours in.
The beginning of the race has some great hills and views right away, but the fog wouldn’t allow us to see anything today. The beginning was a little congested, but fairly soon I was all alone. I felt good and was having fun, despite the mud. As always the first few miles go by really slowly. I got my ipod going about 5 miles in. I have really learned to enjoy concentrating on the music on these long runs. Mile 10 was fun, as the San Antonio crew I met last year was running the aid station and it was great to get a round of hugs and encouragement…..and they had a border collie with them! I emptied the rocks out of my shoes here, but quickly learned it was a waste of time, as they filled right back up with mud. I was feeling good, and tried to head out ASAP. I hardly saw any 50K runners, so I had no idea where I was in relation to other runners and I still don’t, as results are not up yet. I started seeing 100K folks. I saw a lot of my friends and it was fun to encourage them. I am always so inspired by the folks I meet at ultras. I saw Robert and he told me to say “Bonjour” as I went past the man up ahead. he is 80 years young and here from France to do the 100K! I hope I am doing 100Ks when I am 80.
I was conservative in my pace, since I had been sick just a day ago…I didn’t want to crash and burn. I felt challenged the whole way but I never felt like I was melting down. I really enjoyed the course. I like that the 50K had some nice flat easy sections, although they were so muddy this time around. I loved the aid stations and I think I have finally figured out the whole “just run aid station to aid station” theory of running ultras. The fog let up some, and I did get treated to some of the views. As I was on my last 1/2 mile, I literally felt a gust of wind and in a split second the temp dropped 20 degrees. here’s the cold front! I was happy to be finishing, as rain started up. teresa was there at the end, and she too felt like it was an enormously challenging day, but we agreed it was really fun. I forgot to look at my watch at the end, but I think I finished in around 6:15. We left ASAP, and we both felt for the 100K runners out there getting this really nasty cold rain.
I just love this race. It is hard, no doubt, but so pretty, and has the best Texas hospitality you’ll find. My friends and coworkers who don’t run trails always ask me my times, and then proceed to calculate how “slow” per mile my pace is. I try to explain the terrain to them and that I throw minutes per mile out the window. Bandera is a race like that. Unless you’ve been out there…..you have no idea. Walking the whole course is a challege, let alone throwing in some running. A huge thank you to Teresa for being such a good friend this weekend and driving, bringing me what I have named “Kick ass trail mix”, and waiting around for me. She deserves a lot of credit for picking this as her first trail race. Another big thank you to the all the folks that put so much time and effort into the race. It makes for an amazing weekend, that I will repeat next year and hope for a little less mud!


Planning ahead!

This picture was taken summer of 2005 at the Hungry Horse Resevoir in NW Montana, site of the Le Grizz 50 mile run. Now you can see why it is on my list of dream runs! The views this race has are incredible. I’ve never been anywhere as pretty as NW Montana. Maybe someday…..


Getting ready to run this weekend!

I am prepping for the Bandera 50K this Saturday. here is an old pic of me “carb loading”…one of my favorite activities! Although…I hate to taper….runnerspeak for less running and what feels like more eating, and a slight edgy feeling. It’s been the theme of the week. Oh well, soon enough I’ll be looking forward to rest.