Year Two

***Update to the family blog- {Dear Mom,}

Yesterday was my Runnerversary- it has been two years since the dreadful run down the street that left me wondering if I might pass out.  Or worse, die.

Two years later I can say that you won't die from running.  (Although there are many times that you might feel like you will).  I have learned a lot in the past couple of years and things have changed for me so much.

I've learned that cotton isn't exactly the best option for running attire.

It's best if more thought goes into buying shoes than picking out the cheapest pair that you can find.  (Speaking of new shoes- remember these?  They are going back to the store.  After finally being able to run in them I've discovered that they make my feet go numb.  No bueno.)

Running partners are priceless.  They will get you out of bed in the morning, cry with you when you are injured, and carry you up a mountain with their encouragement.

As good as it sounds, you don't just lace up your shoes and hit the road.  You lace up your shoes, use the bathroom, strap on your garmin, layer on your reflective vest, adjust your headlamp, use the bathroom again, wait for your garmin to locate satellites, stretch, and then hit the road.

You never know where your potential lies.  Just when you think you can't go any faster, you can.  When you can't push any harder, you do.  And when you think you can't run any further, you round the corner with the finish line in sight and a final boost in your lungs and legs.

All in all, running is good.  It's good, hard, work.

And the second year is equally as rewarding as the first.

Del Sol Ragnar right before I ran a 4th leg.

Won a race outright.

Salt Lake Half Marathon with my Mom and kids.

Meeting Christopher McDougall with running partner Holly.

Running the Dirty Dash with my son. 

Wasatch Back 2011- Desperate For A Party!

Darcy prodding me up the Ragnar hill.

First full marathon- Top of Utah

Wasatch Back Marathon- 1st place Women's Relay team.

Vegas Ragnar and 3rd Ragnar of the year.

Boston Qualifier!