Saturday, June 07, 2008

I'm it

i am basking in the light of being tagged by SHELAH, who is probably one of the coolest people, i've never met. never met, but i will. while shelah is a running goddess, i get to meet her this month when i do this crazy race (as my family puts it). i am pretty excited, and bit scared (ya think?) about running up a freaking mountain. but with a bunch of cool girls like shelah, i know i'm going to have the time of my life.

on to the meme tag....

1. How would you describe your running 10 years ago?
10 years ago, running would have been described as pretty much only in survival situations. 10 years ago my sweet big d and i lived in NYC. i think i might have run when i got lost down in harlem. yeah, i ran, but i ran like i was mean. i think that was probably the extent of my running. i guess you could say, i'm a newby. a begininer. a greenie.

2. What is your best and worst run/race experience?
hmm, this is a toughie. i haven't really done a lot of races, mostly i'm saving my dough for the wasatch back. i guess the worst race experience would be the turkey trott where big d totally skunked me. he "ran it with me" in name only. and i totally wasn't being slow. i did the thing in 24 minutes. of course i've had my share of bad runs. runs within the runs. if you get my drift. or the runs that totally take everything out of you just to get out the door.

the best:the same race, when i totally passed a dude i went to high school with. one of those jocks who was super cool, when i was super nerd. and i passed him. that was cool. ironically one of the best runs i've ever had was also one of the hardest. when i made it home after 16 miles. i totally wanted to die. i remember crying when i finally could see my house. but it was so rewarding and amazing to know that i could do it. that i really could run 16 miles.

3. Why do you run?
i started running to get in shape. it was the quickest way to burn a lot of calories. it was before i got pregnant with fussy, and i needed to feel good about myself, because i couldn't get pregnant. so i did it. i even made big d get me a treadmill. after fussy was born, i started again, and i just plain felt good. it was like being something or someone other than a mom for an hour a day. i am not mommy when i run. i'm meemer, badass runner. i feel powerful and amazing. just like giving birth, running gives me power. i can do anything after i do a long run....well, i feel that way after a nap. i guess i'm just an adrenalin junkie.

4. What is the best or worst piece of advice you've been given about running?
i get most of my advice from MOFS. i know they have been where i am, so i know their advice is solid. the best i've heard is to cross train. do something other than running. you don't get burnout, and so your body doesn't get hurt. it's advice i haven't followed too much recently.

5. Tell us something surprising about yourself that not many people would know.
i'm so boring, i can't think of anything surprising. i'm allergic to cats, grass, mold, and some kinds of trees. i have a tattoo that got all stretched out from having babies. i used to stalk beatles tribute groups.

since these things can't die peacefully, i'm tagging:
megan
big d
jenn

5 comments:

Shelah said...

I love it Meemer! You are a badass runner!

Amy@RunnersLounge said...

I love the part of your post about for an hour a day you a bad-ass runner. I am a mom for my other 231/2 hours a day and can completely relate.

Amy
www.runnerslounge.com
blog.runnerslounge.com

big-d said...

your running worked for me! and i don't just mean that you look fabulous, you inspired me to get off the couch and burn a few calories.

thanks!

i don't know why you tagged me though...

Star said...

Hi Meemer! Wow you are sporty! Thanks for the comment on my silly blog, you are nice. Your boys are darling and so are you! Hugs from Star

One Crazy Family said...

Hey sis-
I got on the website for the wasatch back today and wondered what your team name was? You are badass runner and I am so proud of all you have accomplished. I only wished I could do it to.