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December 2012

So, I got a major bee in my bonnet!

I went for a Sunday afternoon run with Baby Bear 3 (BB3) yesterday. I was all kinds of stoked when she agreed to run with me; she never used to be into running so it was nice to have her join me and it was equally nice to have a running partner that’s older than 9. Don’t bet me wrong…I love running with BB4 but it’s a complete different experience when you’re stopping and going every five minutes and you’re listening to the trials and tribulations of life on the playground in 3rd grade. As I have mentioned in previous postings, I was not a fan of elementary school myself. I get hives just thinking about it and when I have to relive the childhood social anxiety through the eyes of one of my bears…well, sometimes it’s more than I can deal with while I’m trying to get a run in.

But anyway, BB3 and I headed out onto the Mount Vernon Trail and the plan was to run into the city from Gravely Point, go around the Tidal basin and head back. In the planning phase of this run, errythign was perfect but the execution was a little off.

Just to give you some background, BB3 is pretty new to tail running. So that, added to the fact that she’s very rarely aware of her surrounding and is pretty clueless when it comes to any kind of etiquette (such as, you don’t run so far ahead of your running partner that you lose communications with them) makes for the perfect setting for some sort of “issue” on a trail.
Without any further explanation, at about mile 1 of the 4 mile run, BB3 is running past the turn off on the trail where I wanted to go. She was about 100 meters ahead of me beebop’n to her ipod, in her own little world when for some reason, she decided to turn around to see where I was. I motioned to her to stop running but just as I did, I saw a biker coming up from behind her and tried to motion to her to get off the trail. Well, I’m sure you figured out already, she didn’t step off the trail but instead stepped into the middle of it and at this point the biker (who was going too fast) had to come to a complete stop to keep from hitting her.

Okay, time for another aside. Yes, BB3 was in the wrong. She was being clueless and not paying attention to her surroundings but everything other than that was on the DB biker and what led to a MAJOR altercation on the path from that point forward. It is no secret that I HATE bikers. I could spend hours going on about how much I hate them…in fact, I think I have in one of my previous postings so I will keep it short here, BUT the bottom-line is they take waaaaay too many chances, go too fast around pedestrians, act like every time they are out riding they are competing in the Tour de France and they take themselves way too seriously and I’m not sure how they could considering how ridiculous they look in their full regalia. UGH!

But I digress, so this douche turns and says to my daughter, AFTER she apologizes for her faux pas,

“Why don’t you take those F’n earphones out and pay f’n attention.”

Well, you’ve heard of that expression, “the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree?” Not that I’m proud of it in any way but BB3 has about as much patience and understanding for DBs as I do so she started in on this guy and by the time I got to the two of them they were in face to face verbal combat and being the ma’ma bear that I am, I immediately engaged in the combat myself. Things got really ugly…words that should never be said out loud were exchanged with vigor but eventually the DB got back on his bike and rode away leaving me and BB3 with all this anger to get rid of…and feeling kind of foolish.

Looking back on the whole thing, I’m feeling a little foolish for letting that tool get to me as much as he did, but the thing that is really resonating with me and what has put such a bee in my bonnet is how this person felt that not only did he have the right to talk the way that he did to my daughter, he felt justified in the way he carried on. It was like I was in 3rd grade on that playground all over again. All the rules and social order of adulthood were thrown out! “This is not nam there are rules.” I just don’t understand why people have to take themselves so seriously..and why when doing something fun and healthy do they have to make it such a competition?

Oh well, I can only control my own actions and in 2013 I’m going to work on not letting assholes get to me…especially when I’m running. And I am personally going to make it a goal to keep the peace on the tails and make sure everyone I run with understands the unspoken rules of trail etiquette. Cuz you know “this injustice will not stand, man.”
The rest of the run was fun..and got some cool pics of the monuments around the basin.

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Till next time my little petit fours…keep on keep’n on!


Motivation is the key….right?

“Do one thing today to make you feel proud of yourself.”

I actually found that on a website after doing a Google search on motivation. I know, I’m totally lame and dorky but dudes, I am in a major slump and I’m trying like hell to find a way out of it. I thought I might get some inspiration from the interweb but to no avail.

I did manage to get out and run with the group last night. It was cold and windy but I did it. I was a little pissed when I showed up and my coach immediately says “What are YOU doing here?” RUDE!

We did 1000 meter repeats last night…they were pretty tough cuz we had to sprint the last 200. I was huff’n and puff’n like the fat out-of -shape old lady that I am. BUT, on the bright side, I discovered this app called RunKeeper. Greatest thing since the discovery of Penicillin!!! Dudes, this app uses GPS to track your running route and keeps a running history that you can upload into the site so you can track your progress over time! It gives you all the pertinent information about your run and if you’ve reached a personal best it sends you a little congratulatory email. How awesome is that????? And, as if that wasn’t awesome enough, you can download training programs for all kinds of races and the program automatically creates a training calendar for you telling you how far and how fast you have to run each and every day!!! AND! The best part is…it’s FREE! You gotta check it out

So I guess my one thing done is running when I didn’t want to and the added bonus was my email from RunKeeper telling me how BOSS I am. Whoot!

Till next time my little Chiclets, keep on keep’n on.

The Dude Abides

imagesCAYIMDLAOkay..yeah; so I’ve dropped the ball on this blog thing again. It wasn’t even on my radar until I got two new followers. Whoot, that seemed to be incentive enough to get me writing again. The thing is, well actually, the things are…one, I HAVE been running so, I haven’t completely dropped the ball but two, I got to thinking about this blog and I started to realize that my commitment to writing has a direct correlation with my commitment to running. I know, right? What a miraculous discovery. I’m a gawddamed genius..but seriously, like why is that? Maybe I’m in my head too much but like why can’t I be one of those militant runners who puts their whole heart and soul into running? Or, at least why can’t I just show up more than once a week? I just don’t get it. It’s like I can never be “all in” with anything I do. Yeah, yeah..I’ve got a crazy ass schedule…got a lot of commitments and responsibilities, but so do most people and they seem to be able to stick to it. And by “it,” I mean anything that requires some sort of commitment or dedication.

My coach always gives me an earful when I’ve fallen off the wagon and his rant always ends in…”you know running is all about what you put into it.” YES, I know! I know, I know I know. I also know that eating a bag of potato chips chased by 6 Bass Ales is going to make me fat, but I still do it. UGH! I’m my own worst enemy. Like, as I think about this, I keep thinking about this kid I know (no names to protect the lazy) who once said in response to being asked “why don’t you just do your homework?” And, he said, “cuz if I just don’t do it and get a bad grade, I can blame my bad grade on not doing it..but if I do it and still get a bad grade..then maybe the reason for the bad grade is because I’m stupid. “ Hmmmmm, something to think about.

Since my last blog entry, I got wicked sick. I couldn’t run any of the longer races that I was signed up for but I did run two 5ks. I got TERRIBLE times…I think the worst in my whole 25 years of running. So, my fear of being “stupid” has been realized. Good news now, there’s only one way to go from here. I’m in the lottery for the Cherry Blossom 10 Miler and I’m toying with the idea of running the DC Marathon with a friend of mine who just moved back to the area. The nice thing about reaching rock bottom is the fear of reaching rock bottom is no longer there. My new motto is to be more like the “Dude” not only with running but with my life in general. If you don’t get the “Dude” reference…it’s alluding to the movie, The Big Lebowski. Check it out! Well worth the watch.

Till next time my nuggets…keep on keep’n on.

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