Shenanigans

I'm proud to say that in just a few weeks I'll be the matron of honor for one of my oldest friends, Shayna Samero (soon-to-be Shayna Numbers). Shayna and I have been friends since were were about 5 or 6 years old. Sam, Jen and I happily planned her bridal shower and bachelorette, mostly via email, and it surprisingly went off without a hitch! Below are some photos documenting Shayna's day before "the big day."

The cake and cake pop party favors by Sara's Homemade Sweets

A zebra striped cake for the girl obsessed with animal prints

Quite the turn-out

A mostly healthy spread

Jennifer and I

Shayna with the only boy allowed at the party

Bridal Shower Purse Game

Me and my sisters <3

Bridesmaids!

Bride and her maids!

PRESENTS!

Everything about the day was a success. I was nervous planning everything form so far away and with women I had never met. But Sam and Jen turned out to be totally reliable, not to mention a ton of fun. Everyone had a wonderful time at the shower.

After cleaning up it was time to prepare for the Bachelorette party. We headed back to my Dads to freshen up. It wasn't long before our designated driver showed up (my bff Ryan agreed to drive us around in exchange for some quality time) and we were on our way to Philly. We decided to take Shayna to a popular bowling alley in center city Philadelphia called Lucky Strikes.

Ryan and I

Before heading to the city

Bowling was fun but, quite honestly, I suck and it was overpriced. We played for an hour then walked to Good Dog, an incredible little pub I've visited once or twice and have always had a good time in. We were fortunate enough to meet a rugby team who happily supplied us with drinks all night. Cheers mates!

It was slightly after midnight when our bride-to-be started showing signs of intoxication and we decided to head back to the suburbs. I think we all made it into bed by 2am feeling very satisfied with the evening. Unfortunately I was having so much fun that I didn't snap a single photo.

The next morning I enjoyed breakfast with everyone at my dads, including bloody mary's, before catching my flight back to SC. It may have been a quick one but this PA trip was action packed!

Change of Scenery

People have a lot of questions when they find out I'm a "distance runner." My distances right now cap at 14 miles and there are A LOT of people out there putting in WAY more miles than me. Still, that type of mileage can be intimidating to beginner runners or people who have never tried to run at all. The usual questions I get regard fatigue, injury, soreness and stretching, but I think the most common questions are more along the lines of, "don't you get bored," "how do you convince yourself to keep going," and "don't you get tired?"

Yes, you can get bored and yes you can get tired. But if you've trained to tackle 13 miles your body will do it. End of story. It's the mental game you then need to play. You're mind needs to be prepared to keep on going, not your legs.

Since I began training I've figured out what techniques work best for me. If I'm running with my group distance is never a problem. We usually run at a pace that we can have a conversation comfortably, which means we're talking to each other the whole time. During races it's a bit more difficult. We're usually running at a quicker pace and are almost never together. This is when I have upbeat music to help keep my pace and repeat mantras to myself when I get tired. Some of my favorites mantras are:

-Just one more mile (even if there's several)
-You can do it
-You've trained for this
-Push harder

I also focus on my breathing and maintaining a comfortable pace, adjusting it whenever I feel necessary. But my favorite thing to keep myself occupied during a race is pick out a person ahead of me that I'd like to pass. I'll take my time, maybe pick up my pace a tad, and slowly pass them. Then I pick the next person. This seems to be the best way for me to get through half marathons.

Recently we've been registering for races in areas we don't usually run, for the excitement and the change of scenery. A few months a go we did a 10k on Tybee Island in GA. Claire and I actually ran this entire race together and I FINALLY got some good race photos!

Pre-Race Team Photo

Finally an action shot where I don't look like I'm dying!

A few weeks after that a group of us went down to Tampa for the Gasparilla half marathon. The Expo was pretty big and we had a lot of fun. I even had the opportunity to get my body fat and BMI measured. They did the measurement by having me stand on a machine that weighed and measure me, while gripping handles for a few seconds. I'm not sure how accurate it is, but I was pretty pleased with the result.

Height: 5'8" 

(I really think I'm 5'9"...maybe I wasn't standing up straight)

Weight: 138 

Ideal Weight for me is 125.3 to 164.9

BMI: 21

Ideal BMI for me is 19 to 25

Body Fat %: 22%

Ideal Body Fat for me is 19% to 25.4%

Body Fat Mass: 31 lb

Ideal Body Fat Mass for me: 26.4 to 35.5

I was happy to find that I'm within the healthy range for all categories (though I'd prefer to be on the lower end of each of those ranges...)

After we all got measured we headed out to the water front for some R&R.

CJ with the Lego Man I found in Chris' van

Chris, Colin, John and CJ

Me and Mary

When the sun started to go down we got settled in the hotel and enjoyed a pre-race pasta dinner at a local favorite, Luigi's. We hit the sack early because our half marathon started at 6:30am.

We woke up at 4:30 am to the beginning of a storm. The wind was whipping and as we pulled into the parking garage it started to pour. Luckily the rain let up just minutes before our race began.

Chris and his bed head before the run

The run was beautiful and scenic, however, and it kept my mind occupied. For the first few miles I was completely focused on moving up in the pack. I accidentally started in the wrong heat with runners who would finish in over two hours. weaving in and out of people for a few miles made for an interesting run.

My goal was to finish under 1 hour 50 minutes and unfortunately I didn't quite hit my goal. I finished in 1 hour 51 minutes. I'm blaming it on the people dodging... But I did walk away with a bad-ass skull and cross bones metal :)

We also ran the local shamrock run last weekend, which was followed by the appropriate St. Patrick's day beverage: Guinness.

You'll notice some different faces in the above photo. Stephanie joined us, after taking a few months off of running due to some knee pain. Doug made it out and brought along our friend Pat. I finished the 5k in 23 min, 48 seconds.


My next "interesting" race is the LoziLu Women'sa Mud Run in Jacksonville, FL next month. We decided on a team name of the Bluffton Beer Runners. What can I say? We like beer!!

So the trick is to try different routes, try different races, challenge yourself, trick yourself at times and keep it interesting! Start slow and build your mileage. Anyone can be a runner. You just need to try :) And find an awesome group, it really helps!

With my Feet on the Dash, Twizzlers in Hand

When I was a little girl I remember my Dad telling me about how he and my mom drove through the Redwoods. He explained that they were gigantic trees in northern California, bigger than anything I'd ever seen in PA. He said some were big enough that cars would actually drive through a man-made opening in their trunk. I was fascinated. I wanted to see it for myself so badly. I was sure that one day I'd make it to California, preferably via beat up van after driving across the country the way my mom and dad did back in 1981. I can picture taking this trip, driving through the desert with my feet on the dash. We'd be listening to the local radio, snacking on Twizzlers to keep us up, and stopping at every odd or interesting looking place. We'd have no schedule and no obligations. Our only duty would be to explore.

It was around 2001 that I finally saw the redwoods, but this was after Googling it in my High School library. That wasn't the only thing I Googled that day. I looked up San Francisco (which led to an obsession with the Haight-Ashbury culture of the 1960s) and Los Angeles; I looked at pictures of cowboys in Texas, the world’s largest roller coasters in Cedar Point, Ohio, the moose in Alaska. I wanted to see it all. I wanted to ski in Colorado, surf in Laguna Beach, hike at the Grand Canyon and smoke pot in San Francisco.

I grew up in a rather convenient location to have experienced a lot of culture and diversity. Just outside of one of the oldest cities in our nation, Philadelphia (Go Eagles), 2 hours from Manhattan where I later spent time try to be a model and magazine writer (lol), and 2 hours from the New Jersey beach. Washington DC was a regular field trip and the Baltimore Aquarium was close enough for a Saturday day trip. I'd seen a lot...but not nearly enough.

Now 27 years old I've yet to make it off he East Coast. I've been everywhere from Maine to Florida but I'm ready for more. I can't possibly list all the places in the US I want to see. And don't even get me started on international travel. I simply am too hungry to learn and desirous to see it all.

I suppose the smart time to abandon a responsible daily grind type-of-life would have been after college. But I was already working 2 jobs and trying to establish an adult life. I was buying homes and cars. I had a dog...

Now I'm 27 and envious of my friends who visit family in California, spend New Years in Geneva or the summer in Paris. When will I get there? Is it too late? I'd like to have a family soon. Can I travel with children?

These thoughts are spinning around my head more aggressively this week because an acquaintance of mine not only just accomplished my road trip dream (this dream belongs to many) but also documented it a long the way. His video has gone viral, and rightfully so. Congrats, Brian. What an incredibly accomplishment.





Here's a link to learn more about his trip.

Petit Le Mans, Road Atlanta 2011

I finally had the pleasure of making it to Road Atlanta, one of the world's best road courses. The track, which is only a little over 4 hours from my house, is home to the 1,000 mile endurance race that wraps up the American Le Mans Series. Thanks to a loyal customer, Doug and I had tickets to the Audi Hospitality tent which hired a celebrity chef to serve breakfast, lunch and dinner during the 2-day event. We also had access to an open bar, luxury portable bathrooms, flat screens to watch the race and protection from the wind when needed. It was incredible. Although the race ended up being a bit disappointing it was still an incredible experience. Peugeot sport beat out Audi sport for first and second place after both Audi R18s were pulled from the race with just hours left (1 crash, 1 clutch issue). Aston Martin took 3rd place.

But despite Audi losing we had a ton of fun! The atmosphere of the track was incredible. Walking through the pits we were able to observe pit crews working feverishly. In the hospitality tent we socialized with Audi enthusiasts and met the engineers of the R18. The vendor area was busy with plenty of giveaways and cool merchandise for sale. Walking through the Audi corral was a huge treat! We saw our first Audi TTRS, many R8s, souped-up S4s and more. We even participated in a parade lap around the track with the Audi club prior to the start of the race. At night the glowing headlights zooming around the track coupled with the rumble of the engine created a stunning and soothing ambiance.

I've had my first taste of American Le Mans and can't wait to graduate to the French countryside. Maybe we'll make it in 2013...