Update

Our sweet Erin rebounded-ish enough to be discharged for a few weeks this month but she is now back in the hospital. She's still super sick. Her body is still eating itself. She's still under 100 lbs. They still don't know what to do and there are many teams of doctors completely puzzled. There still aren't answers. We don't know what to do for her except pray and hope for the best.

Tres Amigas Prayer

We break this blog silence to ask for a special favor. Our third amiga, Erin, is extremely ill right now. They still aren't sure what's going on. She's been sick for quite awhile now but lately it's gone from bad to worse. She's currently in the hospital, again, fighting. Literally, there is nothing we can do for her right now but pray and hope her doctors can figure out what is destroying our friend. We're feeling antsy and want to DO something. This is where you, our fellow running community come into play. Erin can barely move right now, let alone walk or run....

Would you dedicate your long run this Saturday to Erin?
Would you just think of her, pray for her, send good vibes to her doctors and her body, or even just sprint 400 meters for her?

Running has been my friend, and has brought me some of the best friends a girl could ask for. It has taught me a lot about myself and about life. Running listens to me, and makes me move at a pace where I can listen to myself as well. When its just the two of us on a cold dark morning I know I can count on running to help me work out my thoughts. Oh how grateful I am for running in my world! -Erin 2010

At this point that's all we can do - take it out on the streets and pound out the pavement, each step hopefully sending enough good will to help this thing turn around.

Ankle Weights

I ran 5 miles with ankle weights on yesterday.

At the time I thought it was an awesome idea... push my legs harder and use the muscles more, right?

OH. MY. GOODNESS.

It hurt. It hurt so bad, ladies.

however, it hurt bad enough that I'm determined to do it AGAIN to prove to myself that it doesn't have to hurt that bad each time. cause i'm cool like that.

ps, i just registered for a half marathon on february 26th. woot. it was only $35!!!

proof that i live in stars hallow

took these beauties of my running area the other day.  each time i run downtown i run pass the gazebo and start singing "where you lead... i will follow..."

then the other day i was driving in our little city center by the library and noticed this antique store. doesn't it look like it could be Ms Kim's?  

so i think you two should come here and enjoy my little stars hallow with me.  that's all. 

5:30

5:30 use to be the time I would get up to run wit my two favorite girls now its the time I wake up to have my blood drawn to tell me how sick I am for the day....but not for long I hope :)

Brrrrrr

I'm officially wearing 2 pairs of pants, 2 shirts, 1 coat, 1 tuque, a scarf and gloves when I run.  And occasionally my spikes.  Running feels like it takes double the effort, and the wind bites.  I remember when I used to see runners out in weather like this and thought they were certifiably insane.  Hmmmm, maybe there is some merit to that.

But I do think it's fun when ice crystals form on my eye lashes.

Insane I tell you.

Random Man Run

I keep meaning to post about the funniest run we had a couple of weeks ago, and I keep forgetting.  So even though it's late and it's going to seem thrown together, here is the story.
So about 2 weeks ago Lesa and I headed out for our long run on Saturday morning.  We head out a little later than our usual time because both our hubbies' schedules allow for that.  However, even though we go later on Saturdays, we typically NEVER see another soul out and about at that time of morning.  You know what I'm talking about.  Well this particular morning we were only about a half mile into our run when we saw a man walking toward us.  He looked like a nice enough guy, and neither of our creepy guy alarms went off...that is until we were about 5 feet away from him and he starts laughing hysterically to himself.  Like gut grabbing laugh, then says, "Hello ladies," through the laughter as we passed him.  Ummmmmm ok.  That was random.  But we just kept on running and didn't think much more about it.
Then on our way back on our loop we passed another gentleman, this one a little older, and as we passed him he yelled to us, "Give it hell girls!" with an accompanying fist shake.  We both just busted up laughing and decided that maybe those men needed to stay in bed longer that morning.  We decided that it was officially the random man run, and that any time we needed a little motivation we'll just yell "Give it hell girls!" So the next time we get to run together (like in a bazillion years) don't be surprised if you hear a little fist shaking shout from me to give a little encouragement!