According to plan

Look at what came in the mail this week:

Wheeeeeee! Bib number and corral have been assigned. Let the party begin ūüôā

Less than 3 weeks to go until the Chicago marathon. I am so freaking excited. This will be my first long weekend away¬†without the¬†kids since Hawaii.¬†¬†That was more than a year ago. I love¬†my two mini-me’s¬†more than words can describe but sometimes a break from being “mommy” is needed.¬†I GET TO BE ME!! WOOHOOOO!¬†Plans are to fit in a lot of good eats, run 26.2 and have a whole lot of¬†fun.

So since my last post I have had several good runs (including fast tempos,  another 20+ miler and an 18 miler) and now..

I’ve decided to approach taper a little differently this time so that I still get recovery but I don’t go into complete chill mode. I want to rest enough so that¬†my legs and mind ready to run strong, but I also don’t want to forget how to do it. With that being said I will still go decently long this weekend followed by my usual weekly mix of easy and tempo runs and then a good step back the weekend before the race. This is the first really good training cycle I have had in a long time. So good that I¬†realllllllllly¬†wanted to run a local 5k on September 29th just to test pace/fitness but decided against it. It’s just too close to marathon time and there are lots of little short races around here in Oct/November that I can go run til I puke at. For now I ease up, foam roll, eat and sleeeeeeep. I am just hoping that this pays off!


Totally off topic I would like to share an update on my beautiful Mother in Law. Man, she is one tough woman. I am so inspired by her and have decided to once again share her latest journal entry. I hope you all don’t mind but it has a much stronger effect coming from her!

P/S She has decided to forgo wearing wigs as she said it gives her more of an opportunity to talk about Pancreatic Cancer with others. Doesn’t she look gorgeous?!

God’s unfolding plan!

JEREMIAH 29:11-13

¬†‚ÄúFor I know the plans I have for you‚ÄĚ, declares the Lord. ‚Äúplans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.¬† Then you will call on me and come and pray to me and I will listen‚ÄĚ

Our plans have changed as they have often been changed in the past few months. We prepare for what we think is the next step and suddenly we have our course changed completely. Dan and I visited with a radiation specialist today. We went into the consultation with the mind set that this was not a road we wanted to travel. After listening to the Dr give every detail and squelch any rumors we may have heard from others (especially our oncologist). He said radiation has advanced so much even in the past few years that the side effects that previously existed, no longer were the case. He said the tumor would be precisely targeted and the radiation delivered at 9 different angles instead of delivering the entire¬† amount to one spot on the tumor. He had an acronym for it but I can’t remember it.¬†

I will discontinue chemo (Ha-le-lu-jah!!!) for the 6 weeks + and receive the radiation 5 days per week for 33 treatments. He convinced us that this was definitely the way to treat this inoperable tumor. He gave us the hope that was never given about the chemo. He believes it can eradicate the tumor.

Dan & I are excited about this option and are trusting in the Lord who,¬† ‚Äúplans to prosper¬†me and not to harm me, plans to give¬†me hope and a future.”

So we ask for your prayers in this new direction that has been presented to us. As always, I know “EVERYTHING UNFOLDS ACCORDING TO GOD’S PLAN!” I’m so thankful that I do not have to make my own plans about this matter or lean on my own understanding. I would really have a mess.

God is good, all the time!

Love to all, Kay


I have read this at least¬†20 times and it still makes me cry. Her positivity is contagious isn’t it? Please continue to pray for her (and the fam).¬†The road is long and will not be easy but as you can see she is a¬†FIGHTER!¬†She will be attending the purple strides 5k in Tulsa the same weekend I am running Chicago so I will be wearing purple in her honor. I can’t wait to see her be pushed across that finish line. Knowing that she can do it makes me want to work that much harder to gut out all 26.2 with every last ounce that I have in me.

Before I head out to grab a cup of coffee (it’s in the high 80s yet it seems appropriate because it’s “fall”)¬†and make my way home¬†I want to apologize for my lack of blog posts lately. I am still getting adjusted to my commute and crazy end of the year type stuff in the office. I will do my best to resurface in the next few weeks!!

Hope everyone is doing well. Keep training hard and I hope to see a lot of you soon!

Get comfy cause this post is wooorrrddddyyyyyy.

When I said “I’ll be back later tonight to talk about Chicago Training” I obviously meant “I’ll catch up with you on Wednesday.”¬† My bad. Honestly, if Big Brother wasn’t on tonight I probably would not know what day it is and might think that I have it all together. That’s probably not good. Wowza.

Before I get all blah blah¬†blah about the countdown to Chi Town let’s talk about last Sunday’s 20 miler. For the record I did NOT feel like running. Strike that. I did not feel like running¬†LONG. Why? Because the thought of 20 plus miles of nonstop hill climbing¬†in warm weather was not¬†appealing. Not even a little bit. ¬†

I did everything in my power to talk myself out of  this run. I am pretty sure I shed a tear or two and even tried to get my kids to tell me not to go. Lucky for me my husband was not buying into my dramatics and in the nicest possible way told me to get a move on. After almost 10 years together he knows when I need to be left alone or when I need a good swift kick in the hiney.  And then I went running.

It took me a good 4 miles to find a comfortable pace. I decided to set goals¬†to see if it would mentally help me get through.¬†Goal number 1 was to make it 10 miles. At mile 10 I would assess how I was feeling and set a new goal. I was cruising north alongside the beach approaching mile 9 (getting close to that magic number 10)¬†when I thought¬†I¬†heard someone yelling¬†my name. It took me a second and then… there she was. An angel on the side of the PCH. There stood my friend Chacha with a smile on her face. As soon as I saw that she was out on a run my mood changed. I was no longer alone! YES, a friend to run with is just what the doctor ordered. She told me she was ready to run 12 miles and off we went.

We chatted about everything from my seriously bad attitude, to work, to running, to blogs we read and races. We said hi to other runners and checked out all of the tourists that were camping on the beach for the long weekend. We talked so much that before we knew it we were at her end point. It was time for me to turn off to head home. Those miles we ran together went by SO FAST. Those miles were freaking awesome.

After a quick goodbye I headed back up the hill toward home. At mile 19 I made an SOS call for water and was rescued by L and the kids. I rehydrated, dug¬†deep¬†and finished 20 miles. And you know what? I could have kept going. I can’t believe I just said that.

So I went from whiney cry baby with a goal of surviving 10 miles to giddy runner girl by the end of the day. Thank you, thank you, thank you Chacha for getting me out of my run funk. I cannot be sure I would have finished my run without you.

So with that long run I ended up with¬†close to 52¬†miles for the week¬†and a lot more confidence. I have talked about that crappy thing called self-doubt in the past and sometimes it just takes a moment (or a person) to wipe it out. Let’s hope I can keep this going for the next few weeks because… ladies and gentleman…

31 days til Chicago

Flight is scheduled, hotel is booked and good eats are in store. I just want to get to the start line feeling healthy and ready to freaking run.

Plan for this week:

Monday- Rest (done)

Tuesday- 6.35 easy (done)

Weds- 8.10 (morning mile repeats, afternoon fast 5k) Done and crushed BTW

Thursday- Easy

Friday- Tempo

Saturday- Early Easy, Yoga

Sunday- Long

I have 2 solid weeks of hard training left and then it’s time to T-T-T-Taper. Woohoooo ūüôā


Since this post was so dang wordy let’s wrap up with a few photos!

H-man started Kindergarten and Fall Baseball. This was his first practice. Kid is a natural. It is in his blood ūüôā

My new stomping grounds. Although my commute is not the best I love this town. Love, love, love it.

My Mom celebrated her birthday yesterday (we had an awesome sushi party)! She is 53 years young. That handsome guy staring us down is my Dad. Hilarious.


Happy Hump Day. Friday can’t get here soon enough.