<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984</id><updated>2011-07-08T13:08:43.101-04:00</updated><category term='delaware'/><category term='marathon'/><category term='half-marathon'/><category term='goofy Challenge'/><category term='Urban Dare'/><category term='mile splits'/><category term='10K'/><category term='megatransect'/><category term='20in24'/><category term='race report'/><category term='general'/><category term='rock &apos;n&apos; roll half marathon'/><category term='galloway'/><category term='lone ranger'/><category term='Broad Street Run'/><category term='ultra marathon'/><category term='PR'/><category term='MORE marathon'/><category term='run walk intervals'/><category term='hiking'/><category term='5 mile race'/><category term='Philadelphia half-marathon'/><category term='philadelphia distance run'/><category term='ultramarathon'/><category term='book review'/><category term='training run'/><category term='Yosemite'/><category term='New York Marathon'/><category term='Caesar Rodney'/><category term='virginia beach'/><category term='course record'/><category term='Brandywine Trail End to End hike'/><category term='BOMF'/><title type='text'>H-Monkey Runs</title><subtitle type='html'>"In truth, a marathon has no finish. Its effects are carried for life within the body, the memory, the life story and the self-image..."  -- from 26.2 Marathon Stories</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>321</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-474580850999567280</id><published>2009-08-04T10:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T10:42:48.860-04:00</updated><title type='text'>General Stuff</title><content type='html'>Saturday's run went pretty well.  I did 10 miles at a good pace with a new member of Philly Fit who was a perfect running partner.  Then I chatted and drank gatorade for a little bit too long so when it came time to do my extra five miles I wasn't motivated and my legs had tightened up just enough to convince me it would be easier to walk.  So I walked the last five.  Better than nothing but not ideal, for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday the weather was awful so I didn't get any exercise in, not even my situps/squats.  I am such a wimp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday I went for a 5K run around the neighborhood. I really don't know why I don't do this more often.  It's just hilly enough to be a challenge but not enough to make me have to walk.  I think it's a good training place for me and I'm pretty sure doing these loops were what helped me run so well at the PDR last summer.  I'm going to try to do more of this between now and Baltimore, and maybe even longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if I can make myself do it BEFORE work, it would be ideal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week shows 13 for Philly Fit and 10 for Balitmore so I'm sure I'll do the 13 with the group.  It should be a tough run - starting and ending on the loop with the easy river trail in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie counting is a pain in the neck but I think it's helping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-474580850999567280?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/474580850999567280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=474580850999567280' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/474580850999567280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/474580850999567280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2009/08/general-stuff.html' title='General Stuff'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-3919805463381070684</id><published>2009-07-31T17:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T17:15:06.195-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Update</title><content type='html'>Not much going on around here.  I finally ran last night - first time since the Ultra. It was fine but the humidity was gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been tracking my calories with my new, awesome, iPhone, and hopefuly this will help me lose a little bit of weight before the Baltimore marathon but so far it's not deterring me from eating lunch out all the time.  It has steered me away from a couple of late-night pop tarts though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I have 15 on the schedule for Baltimore but USA Fit is only going 10 so hopefully I will have enough motivation to log the extra five miles.  If I don't, I'll probably wind up doing more miles on Sunday than I am currently planning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;USA Fit Philly is now sending 6 red team members to the Goofy Challenge -- how awesome is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm considering starting the 200 sit-up challenge and the 200 squat challenge.  More on that later....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-3919805463381070684?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/3919805463381070684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=3919805463381070684' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/3919805463381070684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/3919805463381070684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2009/07/friday-update.html' title='Friday Update'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-3287353298639514997</id><published>2009-07-24T11:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T11:37:51.146-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='race report'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ultramarathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BOMF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='20in24'/><title type='text'>20in24 - The Aftermath</title><content type='html'>As I said, I was home in bed by 4AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before getting my shower I spent some time on the couch using The Stick to rub my calf muscles. This hurt a little too much so I gave up and went to sleep but as I was laying in bed I was just AWARE of them.  They didn't really hurt, they weren't in active spasm, but I could tell that they were angry with me.  I was concerned but mostly just tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 8 AM my husband woke up and I woke up too, I spent a little time talking with him (he hadn't had an update from me since about lap 4) and he was about to head out on a bike ride so I had him bring me a dose of Advil and big glass of water before he left.  Then I rolled over and went back to sleep until around 11:00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting out of bed was a challenge. I was afraid to set my feet on the ground for fear of what it would feel like.  Luckily, things weren't much worse than the day after a marathon.  My quads, which are usually sore, were just fine.  My hips were tight, my calfs very sore and my feet were kind of swollen and stiff.  They didn't really hurt so much as they just felt worn out and stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent most of Sunday sitting with my feet up, drinking lattes and relaxing.  I was pretty tired all day long but not horribly exhausted.  I ate alot too. Random stuff, mostly healthy, but alot of food.  (eggs, toast, tuna fish, pastry from Starbucks, steak &amp; potatos for dinner). I made myself stay awake until 10PM before turning in for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday I felt really good, aside from the one small heel blister I'd developed on Lap 6 and my swollen feet I was in pretty good shape.  Stiff and zombie like when getting up after sitting but mostly feeling good.  Still tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday night I slept with my feet propped up on a giant pillow and by Tuesday the swelling was gone. Not sure if that was coincidence or not.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Wednesday the muscles &amp; feet seem fine. Blister still there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still don't want to run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is Friday.  I'm still obsessed with the event.  Over the last few days I've come around from "never again" to pretty sure I'll be back next year.  I'm not sure I have the motivation to do a 50 mile race without the cushy support sytsem in place along Kelly Drive.  It's nice being able to duck into the air conditioning to rest every 8 miles.  I think I'd like to RUN a shorter ultra event someday.  A 50K seems feasible.  No matter what I'd like to be better prepared for my next ultra endeavor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was hard, but not as hard as expected.  It was fulfulling but also not quite as fulfilling as I expected.  It was a good challenge and a good experience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-3287353298639514997?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/3287353298639514997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=3287353298639514997' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/3287353298639514997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/3287353298639514997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2009/07/20in24-aftermath.html' title='20in24 - The Aftermath'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-5256260192257493320</id><published>2009-07-24T11:03:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T11:25:36.606-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='race report'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ultramarathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BOMF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='20in24'/><title type='text'>20in24 - The Final Loops</title><content type='html'>Laps 5 and 6 were when this really got hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The start of Lap 5 was great.  We were in our night-time gear, reflective vests, headlamps, glowing arm bands etc.  It felt silly and fun and like we were some kind of warrior people sticking this crazy race out no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also nice to hook up with my sister at this point. We'd both been alone all day and it was good to have a buddy to talk to - especially one where you didn't have to start with the really basic small talk like "what's your name and what's your goal for today?".  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was on her 6th lap which meant she was 8.4 miles ahead of me and moving towards her 50 mile goal.  We agreed that we'd take it easy on this lap and do mostly walking.  We stuck to that plan, only breaking it up a few times to relieve pressure on my toes that were feeling sore again.  Oddly, for me it felt better to run at this stage than to walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the night wore on, I was starting to get really tired.  I'm sure quite a bit of the fatigue was related to the race, after all by the end of lap 5 I'd have covered 44 miles, but mostly it was because it was approaching my normal bedtime.  On the 2nd half of the loop I was having a really hard time trying to decide if I should press on to get to 50 miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the point? I kept asking myself.  I don't get a medal or a t-shirt. There is no finish line, this was just an arbitrary goal I set for myself.  I'd already accomplished a PR for one day distance.  There wasn't much incentive to continue other than it sounds a lot more impressive to say 50 miles than it does to say 44 miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was tired.  I felt OK physically, but I wanted to stop. I couldn't find it in myself to decide either way what to do.  I could see good reasons (well, reasons anyway) for choosing each way.  My sister wasn't much help. She'd hit 50 but was feeling some pain from blisters and was willing to stop if I really wanted to quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checking into Lloyd Hall I collapsed into the beach chair still undecided about the plan.  I took another Tylenol.  I ate a couple slices of pizza.  I talked to some college girls who were running the relay.  They were impressed enough with the 44 miles that they sort of made me want to throw in the towel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I decided around that point to check my cell phone for messages.  I had two texts that both were encouraging me to press on to get to the full 50!  Thanks Joan and LaDonna for helping me make the decision!  About that same time, I got a call from my friends Tom &amp; Maureen who were there to run the Midnight Madness Loop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SmnQNlbn46I/AAAAAAAAASU/AGDyHH_zDQI/s1600-h/TomGlow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SmnQNlbn46I/AAAAAAAAASU/AGDyHH_zDQI/s320/TomGlow.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362045763166135202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He won the prize for the best costume "Most Illuminated Runner".  We could see him clear across the river!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, seeing them and getting the texts pushed me over the edge so around midnight we struck out on our last lap of the night.  By this time our Garmins were dead so we were just out there on our own hoping that we were maintaining some kind of normal pace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did OK, not slowing down much over the last lap even though it felt like we were walking though molasses the whole time.  I don't think there was much if any running on this lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lone Rangers were all tired and cranky and SILENT at this point.  You'd see groups of them chugging along together but nobody was saying much of anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a mile from the finish line my left calf started to feel funky -- like it was about to go into cramping spasms or something.  That was how I knew it was smart to to quit at Mile 50.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time I sat down in my beach chair the right leg was getting the same feeling.  Luckily they didn't really get much worse.  A few twinges on the way home but nothing too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What did it feel like to finish?&lt;/strong&gt; Kind of anti-climactic!  Because everybody stops this race at different times there was no finish line hoopla or anything.  I went from the finish area (where the nice volunteer did mark my bib with exclamation points and a happy face) to Lloyd Hall were everybody was sprawled on the floor sleeping.  I was happy but kind of in a state of total disbelief that I'd done this crazy thing and that I didn't feel too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was dreading packing up all the junk and lugging it back to the car so we ended up abandoning some stuff there in the gym.  The cooler, the aerobed and some other stuff I think.  I sat there taking in the scene and drinking another Slim Fast before heading SLOWLY back to the car and driving home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was showered and in bed by 4AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video (after lap 5, kind of sad): &lt;object width="320" height="240" &gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/122066671881" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/122066671881" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video (after Lap 6): &lt;object width="320" height="240" &gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/122067451881" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/122067451881" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-5256260192257493320?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/5256260192257493320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=5256260192257493320' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/5256260192257493320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/5256260192257493320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2009/07/20in24-final-loops.html' title='20in24 - The Final Loops'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SmnQNlbn46I/AAAAAAAAASU/AGDyHH_zDQI/s72-c/TomGlow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-5567572540115888943</id><published>2009-07-24T10:52:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T13:08:05.743-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='race report'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ultramarathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BOMF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='20in24'/><title type='text'>20in24 - Even MORE about the race (it's a really long race)</title><content type='html'>Can you believe how long it's taking to tell this story?  It's a really long race!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So by now I'm on lap four, still feeling good and still in somewhat familiar territory.  I've done this distance before at the Brandywine Trail End-to-End Hike but only one time.  I took some Tylenol 8-hour during my rest break after lap 3 and that really helped with my sore toes.  They didn't really rear their head again until late in Lap 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stuck to the same plan of walking mostly on West River Drive and running mostly on Kelly Drive and was still maintaining that 14 minute pace.  My breaks were about 15 to 20 minutes between laps.  Mostly due to shoe changes and the a memory of a blog I read about a guy who did Lone Ranger in 2008 who rested that long and said he didn't think it was long enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I'd be walking along I'd stretch out my shoulders and arms and upper body and try to keep myself feeling pretty loose.  I was still shocked about how good I felt at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting back to Lloyd Hall I'd find notes from my sister who was also out on the Lone Ranger course.  She was taking fewer and shorter breaks than I was and therefore was a full lap ahead of me!  The system of writing on a clipboard to one another was great.  Very good to keep tabs on one another in a super easy way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a great aid-station around mile 2.5 that tried to keep things light and fun all day long.  At some point folks from Baltimore BOMF were there in costume cheering us along.  My favorite part was the tribute to Brian Dawkins they had for awhile.  For those of you who don't follow the Eagles, Brian Dawkins was the heart and soul of the Eagles for many years.  He gives everything he has every game and he's also a big fan of the X-Men.  I loved this sign that was at the aid station next to a B. Dawkins jersey.  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/Smnp6DbE4BI/AAAAAAAAASc/9vsR59Ij95w/s1600-h/bDawk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/Smnp6DbE4BI/AAAAAAAAASc/9vsR59Ij95w/s320/bDawk.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362074014921842706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished Lap 4 around 7:30 at night.  It was cooling off and I knew that the next lap would see me in the darkness.  My sister had left on her 5th Lap at 6:16 so I decided to take an extra long break and wait for her so we could do our night-time laps together.  This was great because it gave me time to change my clothes and eat some stuff while I waited.  I'm sure the rest was good but it also kills some momentum.  It's a mixed bag but as I said, mostly good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Food/Hydration: &lt;/strong&gt;  Only thing of note is that I had a Chocolate Slim Fast after Lap 3 (marathon distance).  Went down easy and tasted really good.  I felt great on Lap 4 and I think it might have been my fastest lap of the day.   During the very long break before Lap 5 I ate about half to 3/4 of a ham on wheat bread sandwich that the race people provided.  didn't want to eat it but I thought the protein &amp; salt would be good for me.  Continued with the hand held Gatorade bottle and water refills out on the course.  During one of my laps (probably lap 3?) I lost between 1 and 2 pounds even while mostly walking and drinking along the way.  Dehydration is pretty amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before leaving for Lap 5 I put on my reflective gear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video (Lap 4 recap): &lt;object width="320" height="240" &gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/122062711881" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/122062711881" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video (starting Lap 5):  &lt;object width="320" height="240" &gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/122065646881" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/122065646881" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-5567572540115888943?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/5567572540115888943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=5567572540115888943' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/5567572540115888943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/5567572540115888943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2009/07/20in24-even-more-about-race-its-really.html' title='20in24 - Even MORE about the race (it&apos;s a really long race)'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/Smnp6DbE4BI/AAAAAAAAASc/9vsR59Ij95w/s72-c/bDawk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-4570881956075866666</id><published>2009-07-24T10:40:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T10:52:27.847-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='race report'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lone ranger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ultra marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BOMF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='20in24'/><title type='text'>20in24 - More about the Race</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SmnIp--Ra8I/AAAAAAAAASM/987AP37vOmw/s1600-h/distances.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SmnIp--Ra8I/AAAAAAAAASM/987AP37vOmw/s320/distances.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362037454965664706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first three laps (up to about mile 25) were just fine.  Beautiful weather, nice conversation, little to no fatigue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found myself walking at first out of the base camp area and in the narrow section along West River Drive and then jogging some until getting close to the medical station where I would try to slow myself down and relax before having to check in (This never worked...my only good readings were on loop 4 when I was walking &amp; talking with another Lone Ranger who was by my side until they slapped the BP cuff on my arm.  No time to worry...totally normal BP.)  Once clearing the medical tent I always took off jogging and I'd usually jog most of the 4 miles of Kelly Drive -- especially the parts where I was able to run on the soft dirt path that paralleled the sidewalk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bottom line was that I was averaging right about a 14 minute mile and that was well within my range of acceptable pace for this event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finishing lap 3 was essentially marathon distance and I felt great, not at all like I usually finish at the end of a marathon.  It was different physically and emotionally.  Really strange to have there be not one bit of fanfare or relief at crossing that distance milestone.  I was doing so much more walking than I am used to and my body could really feel it.  Tension in my hips and rear end that I never feel when running and SORE TOES that I haven't felt since the long end-to-end hike or my walking marathons.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food/Hydration/Other Stuff:&lt;/strong&gt;  Between laps I would duck into Lloyd Hall to cool off and refill my bottle with Gatorade.  They were serving Gu2o on the course which I thought tasted like poison so I avoided it as much as possible.  I also changed socks between each lap.  A couple of times I reapplied sunscreen and body glide.  (No sunburn or chafe marks at the end of the day, yay!)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had another Roctane at some point but mostly I was eating small bits of food at Lloyd Hall base camp or at the stocked aid stations.  Snacks included soft pretzels, regular pretzels, salty popcorn, peanuts, trail mix, raisins (LOVED the little boxes of raisins) and some bananas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video (during Lap 3): &lt;object width="320" height="240" &gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/122060941881" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/122060941881" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video (after Lap 3): &lt;object width="320" height="240" &gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/122061406881" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/122061406881" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video (start of Lap 4): &lt;object width="320" height="240" &gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/122061991881" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/122061991881" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-4570881956075866666?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/4570881956075866666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=4570881956075866666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/4570881956075866666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/4570881956075866666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2009/07/20in24-more-about-race.html' title='20in24 - More about the Race'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SmnIp--Ra8I/AAAAAAAAASM/987AP37vOmw/s72-c/distances.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-4649105384733534270</id><published>2009-07-24T10:19:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T10:40:12.527-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='race report'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lone ranger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ultramarathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BOMF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='20in24'/><title type='text'>20in24 - the Event itself</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SmnDp5lB3RI/AAAAAAAAAR0/xrFG0qQW3mE/s1600-h/Downtown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SmnDp5lB3RI/AAAAAAAAAR0/xrFG0qQW3mE/s320/Downtown.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362031955959471378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were super lucky to have the storms blow through on Saturday night to clear out the horrible humidity.  Saturday was a gorgeous day: blue sky, puffy clouds, even a breeze.  Just ideal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The course is along a public use trail in the middle of downtown Philadelphia along the banks of the Schuykill River.  It's busy with tourists and locals and people rowing on the river.  It was a great place to do this type of long race because there was so much to look at to distract you from the matter at hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SmnDvXsJrXI/AAAAAAAAAR8/dinlTRGe4Ug/s1600-h/BHouseRow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SmnDvXsJrXI/AAAAAAAAAR8/dinlTRGe4Ug/s320/BHouseRow.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362032049941753202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really anxious in the morning, mostly because of the medical stuff, and I successfully hid from the medical team in the early hours.  We arrived well before the 10AM race start and set up our base camp and I sipped some Gatorade and ate a banana during the pre-race meeting.  My nerves were calmed when I literally ran into the St. Joe's Hawk in the middle of Lloyd Hall.  The Hawk is awesome and he seemed like a great omen for me today. A few times over the next 16 or so hours I had to remind myself that &lt;strong&gt;The Hawk Will Never Die!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SmnEugR4P7I/AAAAAAAAASE/GACK0dKK_hw/s1600-h/The-hawk-300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 248px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SmnEugR4P7I/AAAAAAAAASE/GACK0dKK_hw/s320/The-hawk-300.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362033134579236786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just about 10AM after the Star Spangled Banner we were off. After about a minute of slow jogging most of the Lone Rangers near me slowed to a casual walk. This was great and allowed me to get to know a handful of people and learn their strategies for the day.  Most were planning to take it slow for the daylight hours and then pick things up later when the sun was heading down.  Many had plans for 50+ miles or for staying all night but some, like me, were in it with 50 miles as the goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about mile 4 we came across the first medical tent where some of us, like me, were dragged aside for a mandatory medical check.  Of course, I freaked out.  I was wearing my Garmin and watched a 20 beat spike in HR walking from the trail to the medical tent.  Isn't that crazy?  They weighed me, took pulse and BP, and commented that it was high.  After swearing to them that I was OK, not dizzy, flushed, headachey or anything else they let me go.  This would happen on every lap of the event.  I think being able to show them my low average HR and knowing facts about my normal resting HR and BP helped them come to grips with the fact that I was OK.  Plus, I was clearly never in any kind of distress other than being tired late in the day.  I do think it's great that they pay this much attention.  There wer 15 maybe 20 people who were made to do these mandatory lap check-ins.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished the first lap feeling great but went inside to record a video and to change my socks just because that was the race plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Food/Hydration plan:&lt;/strong&gt; I was carrying a 20oz hand held amphipod bottle, drank this plus water at the aid stations.  I think I filled the bottle up with water on the 2nd half of the loop.  (I carried this thing for 5 of my 6 laps and it never bothered me a bit.)  Had a Roctane gel at mile 4.5.  Did not eat any food at the well stocked aid stations on this lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video (at base camp): &lt;object width="320" height="240" &gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/122059166881" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/122059166881" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video (at starting line): &lt;object width="320" height="240" &gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/122059891881" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/122059891881" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video (start of lap 2): &lt;object width="320" height="240" &gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/122060281881" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/122060281881" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-4649105384733534270?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/4649105384733534270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=4649105384733534270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/4649105384733534270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/4649105384733534270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2009/07/20in24-event-itself.html' title='20in24 - the Event itself'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SmnDp5lB3RI/AAAAAAAAAR0/xrFG0qQW3mE/s72-c/Downtown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-985890445506255701</id><published>2009-07-24T10:01:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T10:39:42.572-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='race report'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ultra marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BOMF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='20in24'/><title type='text'>20in24: The Night Before / Packing up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SmnCMvgtmCI/AAAAAAAAARs/tJylPvJ132I/s1600-h/20in24_LR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SmnCMvgtmCI/AAAAAAAAARs/tJylPvJ132I/s320/20in24_LR.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362030355529177122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Friday before 20in24 was just plain gross.  Super hot, super humid, disgusting haze.  We drove downtown to collect our t-shirts and numbers and were surprised that they wanted us to check in with medical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a basket case at this point.  Heart Rate was off the charts and of course, my famous white-coat hypertension was in effect.  I sat down and they tried to calm me down by telling me that everybody was nervous and was getting abnormally high readings.  Perhaps not as crazy high as mine, but still high.  They sent me home, told me to get some rest, and to check in again in the morning when it was cooler and when I'd be more relaxed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not relax.  Instead I went home to run around like a maniac packing up my junk and fretting about how they might not let me do the race at all.  (Which would be sort of awesome and sort of awful.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were thinking like relay people and packed A TON of stuff to take with us.  Here's what we took and my verdict on if it was a good item or not:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Big cooler with ice (contained Gatorade, diet Coke, Slim Fast and uncrustables). &lt;/strong&gt;Verdict: Good.  We used everything in it, including the ice.  The flaw was it's size. We ended up leaving it behind when we drove home because we were too tired to lug it up the hill to our car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AeroBed/blanket/pillows&lt;/strong&gt; Verdict: Bad.  Ours didn't inflate but even if it did we probably wouldn't have used it.  Only good for relay teams or those truly planning to stay at LLoyd Hall all night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sleeping Bag&lt;/strong&gt;  Verdict: Good.  Opened this up and used it as a big cushy beach blanket.  A nice place to sit in between laps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beach Chair&lt;/strong&gt; Verdict: Good.  Who doesn't like a chair? Especially after 50 miles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Changes of Clothes&lt;/strong&gt; Verdict: Mixed.  We brought changes for each lap. This was because our experience for this event was 2008's 100 degree day.  This year was cooler and breezy and we were not as disgusting as in years past.  I changed my socks between each lap, so that I'd do again.  I changed my entire outfit after 4 laps (about 33 miles) but I don't think I'd need more than one complete change of clothes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Extra shoes&lt;/strong&gt; Verdict: Good.  I changed from old shoes after 2 laps and wore newer shoes last three laps.  I think my feet were happy with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Extra Food&lt;/strong&gt;  Verdict:  Bad.  We had pretzels, cheetoes, and pop-tarts but didn't open any of it.  There was plenty of food on the course and at Lloyd Hall. We didn't need this stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Medical Stuff&lt;/strong&gt; Verdict: Good.  Used glide, sunscreen, a couple of band-aids and Tylenol.  Didn't need most of the other stuff but it was good to have it handy just in case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby Wipes&lt;/strong&gt; Verdict: Mixed.  Not really needed but nice to have anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Towels&lt;/strong&gt;  Verdict: Mixed.  Big beach towel not necessary because small  hand towel would get the job done.  Was nice to wash face a couple of times and to dry off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Camera&lt;/strong&gt; Verdict: Good!  Used it to take some photos and to record video.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a video from the night before.  I look pretty tired and miserable and be warned, it's an extreme closeup!  &lt;object width="320" height="240" &gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/122058731881" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/122058731881" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-985890445506255701?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/985890445506255701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=985890445506255701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/985890445506255701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/985890445506255701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2009/07/20in24-night-before-packing-up.html' title='20in24: The Night Before / Packing up'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SmnCMvgtmCI/AAAAAAAAARs/tJylPvJ132I/s72-c/20in24_LR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-6644179140801372829</id><published>2009-07-24T09:56:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T10:01:55.396-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lone ranger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ultra marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BOMF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='20in24'/><title type='text'>20in24 Lone Ranger.  Pre Race Plans</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Before the Race&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't post much about this here on the blog but I did my first real ultra event this past weekend at the Back on my Feet 20in24 event.  Last year I did this event as part of a 5 person relay team and had a great time but in 2009 my sister and I decided to enter as Lone Rangers.  What does that mean?  It means we agreed to do as many loops of the 8.4 mile course as we could in 24 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a really spotty training plan this year.  I never quite got it together to train properly for the Seattle Rock'N'Roll marathon (which was great, by the way, and I nearly ran a PR) and therefore never trained properly for the Lone Ranger.  As race day approached I was surprisingly not worried.  I think I decided that I was so ill prepared that I would set a few goals and just take it as easy as I had to in order to accomplish those goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goal #1:  Complete marathon distance (no reason at all why I couldn't do this)&lt;br /&gt;Goal #2:  Go farther than I've done in one day, so that meant 35 or more more miles&lt;br /&gt;Goal #3:  Finish 50 miles (6 loops of the course)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew that goal #1 and goal #2 were manageable, even if the weather was bad, but I really didn't know if I'd be able to get to 50 miles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-6644179140801372829?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/6644179140801372829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=6644179140801372829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/6644179140801372829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/6644179140801372829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2009/07/20in24-lone-ranger-pre-race-plans.html' title='20in24 Lone Ranger.  Pre Race Plans'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-9026046326633877660</id><published>2009-06-15T14:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T14:51:59.574-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Seattle - I'm ready to Rock'n'Roll</title><content type='html'>So I went for my 20 mile run yesterday and &lt;strong&gt;I FEEL GREAT&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the 17/18 mile run I felt awful, like I could barely finish and like doing the marathon was a big mistake.  Yesterday I did the 20 at a better pace than the 18 and I felt like I could have kept on going and my legs feel awesome today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I paid more attention to my pace, and especially my hydration and nutrition, and the weather was certainly cooler and less humid, but whatever it was, it was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to get to Seattle!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-9026046326633877660?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/9026046326633877660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=9026046326633877660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/9026046326633877660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/9026046326633877660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2009/06/seattle-im-ready-to-rocknroll.html' title='Seattle - I&apos;m ready to Rock&apos;n&apos;Roll'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-4737617634648512690</id><published>2009-06-11T15:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T15:14:12.638-04:00</updated><title type='text'>June 10 - VF loop run</title><content type='html'>I met one of the new folks from red group (USA Fit) tonight at Valley Forge.  It was a good think that Sam &amp; I had plans or I would have skipped the run because it was gloomy and humid and looked a lot like rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's at the fast end of red, and I think she might be a yellow, and she was pushing the upper limits of my pace.  It was good though, to feel like I was working hard.  We eased off a little on the 2nd half of the run (thank god!) and averaged about 11:30 miles even with all the walking at the beginning.  It was a good outing and I'm glad I had her to meet or I would have missed it for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Legs are feeling great and I'm looking forward to big miles this weekend as a last push for Seattle.  Hopefully I can knock out 20 on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mysterious ankle injury seems to have spontaneously healed itself after the 18 miles this weekend.  Thank goodness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm super excited about the upcoming trip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-4737617634648512690?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/4737617634648512690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=4737617634648512690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/4737617634648512690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/4737617634648512690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2009/06/june-10-vf-loop-run.html' title='June 10 - VF loop run'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-6636191770368995720</id><published>2009-06-10T09:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T09:53:57.645-04:00</updated><title type='text'>General News</title><content type='html'>On Sunday, Brian &amp; I went out for a nearly 18 mile run.  Well, it was kind of a run, kind of a walk, kind of a hike.  No matter -- we were out in the sun moving for about 4 hours and very close to 18 miles.  It was hot, it was sometimes fun, and ultimately I think it was good prep for Seattle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started out with the plan to do the Audobon Loop (hilly 4 miles) then an out on the Perkiomen to Pawlings Road connecting to the River Trail and then heading over to the Valley Forge loop before heading back to the car.  We ran into a little trouble connecting to the River Trail because we decided to try to use VF trails instead of the road and they weren't very clearly marked and the grass was super high and overgrown.  That part was fun and frustrating and ultimately we wasted so much time that we decided to forgo the loop for just a straight out and back along the Schuylkill &amp; Perkiomen trails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also saw three snakes!  One big dead one, one big LIVE one, and one tiny cute one that I had to rescue from being smooshed by zooming guys on bikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running was mostly good, sometimes difficult.  Tried run/walk for the last five miles and learned that my intervals were too much running for when I was tired.  Galloway suggests 2/1 for my pace, which I thought seemed too wimpy, but now I think that's probably right on.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully the weather this weekend will be good enough for another long run and some more experiments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-6636191770368995720?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/6636191770368995720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=6636191770368995720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/6636191770368995720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/6636191770368995720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2009/06/general-news.html' title='General News'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-7516130509274779603</id><published>2009-05-21T17:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T17:20:12.579-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='galloway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='run walk intervals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='training run'/><title type='text'>Run/Walk plan</title><content type='html'>I walk plenty when I run, especially long distances like the marathon, but I've never tried to do a structured run/walk ala Galloway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm going to have to employ run/walk at 20in24 so I thought last night was as good a time as any to test the plan.  Thinking of my run as a science experiment helped me get out there because I was really not at all motivated to run last night despite the fabulous weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at Valley Forge and faced with the hilly loop trail.  I jumped right in and started running up the hideously long first hill.  Amazingly, I finished my four minutes without keeling over!  The minute of walking was a nice recovery and I was surprised how well the walking/running segments worked out with the hills at the park.  It wasn't perfect and I found myself walking uphill a few times during the run portions and continuing to run on a downhill if it was part of a walk segment, but overall I tried to stick to the plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hated listening to the beeps from the Garmin, and I'm not sure if I'll like that over a long, long period of time, but I think the system did help me with my overall speed.  It seems strange but I found that was able to push harder on the run segments knowing that they weren't very long and I'm guessing that the walk segments were shorter and at a better pace than usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping to do some long runs this weekend and will be testing out the intervals on a flat trail to see how it works out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experimenting is fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-7516130509274779603?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/7516130509274779603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=7516130509274779603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/7516130509274779603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/7516130509274779603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2009/05/runwalk-plan.html' title='Run/Walk plan'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-8444917362203031387</id><published>2009-05-18T09:42:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T17:20:37.180-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='delaware'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='race report'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='half-marathon'/><title type='text'>Delaware Half Marathon</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I ran the Delaware Half Marathon.  It was the first time for this race (prior years they had a 10 mile run) on a new course that took in all different parts of Wilmington.  I had no idea that there were so manu beautiful sections of town!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This course was more challenging than the loop used when then DE marathon was 4 loops but less challenging than the Caesar Rodney Half-Marathon in March.  I really liked the course a lot.  There are a lot of twists and turns to navigate but over all it's just beautiful and while it's hilly, there is enough flat and downhill to make it all even out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really, super undertrained for this race and the weather wasn't so great yesterday and I wasn't sure it was such a great idea to be running.  During the first 3-4 miles, when it was pouring rain and cold and windy I thought I should just quit when we ran past the finish line.  But I kept going, and as it turned out, I had a pretty decent run.  I walked the uphills, since I knew I didn't have the fitness level I needed to run up them, and then I ran most of the rest.  My legs felt great, my mental game was just fine, and I felt awesome at the end of the race -- probably because of the long downhill finish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also used Roctane gel for the first time yesterday and it tasted OK and my legs feel great today.  Not sure if that's related to the roctane or just a coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This gives me hope that I can get my act together for the marathon in Seattle without being a miserable wretch by the end of the run.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-8444917362203031387?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/8444917362203031387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=8444917362203031387' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/8444917362203031387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/8444917362203031387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2009/05/delaware-half-marathon.html' title='Delaware Half Marathon'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-5937201113945559963</id><published>2009-05-13T16:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T16:55:17.899-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmonkey Runs Again</title><content type='html'>So it's been awhile, huh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new season for USA Fit is about to start so it's about time for me to shake off the horrible funk I've been since the Philadelphia Marathon.  I've been exceptionally lazy this winter since I didn't have any races on the schedule so I allowed myself to completely slack off on my training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to finish the MORE half marathon in late April on the first blazingly hot day of the year and that sort of jump started my enthusiasm.  Since then I've been trying to get back on track and salvage what I can of the training weeks before Rock'N'Roll Seattle in late June.  That race is going to stink because I'm so undertrained, but I'm determined to complete it just to log some miles so I can survive the 20in24 race in July.  I think 50 miles is a complete pipe dream at that event but I want to try to beat my previous personal best of 34.9 miles in a single day.  We'll see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Sunday is the Half marathon at Delaware and I'll be there "running" as best I can.  I'm really looking forward to it so here's hoping the rain holds off and it's not a completly awful day.  The weather looks good as far as temperture so it has to be an improvement over MORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping that my efforts to talk up USA Fit have been working and that we get a good turnout this weekend.  I really want the group to prosper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to try to be good about blogging this summer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-5937201113945559963?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/5937201113945559963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=5937201113945559963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/5937201113945559963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/5937201113945559963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2009/05/hmonkey-runs-again.html' title='Hmonkey Runs Again'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-4931487071135053595</id><published>2008-11-25T15:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T15:55:30.244-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A runner's Thanksgiving Prayer</title><content type='html'>[b]A Runner's Thanksgiving Prayer  [/b]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is Thanksgiving, and runners have a lot to be thankful for. First and foremost, we are thankful for healthy bodies that permit us to run; for little aches and pains that prompt us to slow down; for boundless energy that carries us through each day; and for medical staff who mend us fast when injuries get in the way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are thankful for the bounty that feeds our body and soul; for pasta that gives us energy for the long run; for bagels that refuel us when we are done; for the bananas that protect us from muscle cramps; and for coffee that picks us up when we feel down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are thankful for energy drinks that give an extra boost; for flavored granola bars that we carry along; for sticky gel in little pouches half-way into a race; for glucose tablets and chewy sticks for a quick sugar fix; and for clean water before, during and after every run. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are thankful for garbage bags that cover us in the rain; for reflective vests and flashing lights when we run in the dark; for headbands that keep the sweat out of our eyes; for padded socks so soft and smooth to cuddle our toes; and for mittens that keep our fingers warm when it is cold outside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are thankful for lightweight shoes that carry our weight; for ankle supports and stability bars that protect our feet; for multi-layered EVA that cushions from the roads; for carbon soles that wear so slow and give us lots of miles; and for pointed spikes that move us forth in the cross country mud. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are thankful for orthotics when our arches fall; for glasses that absorb UV light when we run in the sun; for mesh singlets that wick the seat and keep us cool; and for colorful jog bras that keep things in their place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are thankful for high-tech gear that makes us look cool; for monitors that keep our hearts in their target zones; for nasal strips that hold our noses open in the wind; and for water tanks that wrap around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are thankful for vaseline that keeps our thighs sliding along; for band-aid strips over our nipples that save them from rubbing raw; for bags of frozen peas to heal the swollen heels; and for loads of ibuprofen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are thankful for directors who enter us on race day; for volunteers that we abuse in the chute; for loving spouses who claim we look good when we feel awful and sick; and for children who endure hours of standing in the cold and pouring rain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are thankful for running partners who wait when we are late; for roads so flat we run each day in our wake and our sleep; for workers who fill cracks and potholes, and save our ankles and feet; for truck drivers who plow the roads, yet see us through the snow; and for sleepy motorists in the morning who wave. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are thankful for trails so soft that give our knees a break; for trees that shade us from the sun and cool us in the heat; for streams and fountains cold and clear that refresh us when we tire; for birds that sing, squirrels that climb and deer that bound around; and for all those who work so hard to keep these trails well groomed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we are thankful for the joy of running; for that patient first coach who got us out of the door; for the runner's high that shapes our moods; and for the healthy way of life that shapes us every day. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Dr Kamal Jabbour, Contributing Writer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-4931487071135053595?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/4931487071135053595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=4931487071135053595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/4931487071135053595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/4931487071135053595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/11/runners-thanksgiving-prayer.html' title='A runner&apos;s Thanksgiving Prayer'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-9153441583249666987</id><published>2008-08-25T09:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T09:31:56.473-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2008 Livestrong Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SLKztRU1skI/AAAAAAAAAL0/qLHcM53Zi8Q/s1600-h/Livestrong.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SLKztRU1skI/AAAAAAAAAL0/qLHcM53Zi8Q/s320/Livestrong.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238446906911601218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was great!  Brian did his first cycling event in years and years and had a great time on the 45 mile bike ride.  I did the 5K and hung out and was a Lance Armstrong groupie all day.  I did slightly better this year getting his picture, but I didn't get a great one since Brian finished his ride before Lance came back from his. (LA did 100 miles yesterday).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day was beautiful and they raised 3 million dollars in Philadelphia.  Pretty neat.  I had a great time watching the people come in from their ride.  The best part was watching the little kids finish up their 10 mile bike rides.  They were all so excited it was really great to watch it all unfold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next year I think I'll skip the 5K since it's pretty lame.  I think I'll either try to ride my bike or volunteer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-9153441583249666987?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/9153441583249666987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=9153441583249666987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/9153441583249666987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/9153441583249666987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/08/2008-livestrong-challenge.html' title='2008 Livestrong Challenge'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SLKztRU1skI/AAAAAAAAAL0/qLHcM53Zi8Q/s72-c/Livestrong.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-1079645412146543647</id><published>2008-07-21T12:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T12:49:09.403-04:00</updated><title type='text'>20in24 - general idea</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/54544333@N00/2689021014/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3114/2689021014_14949acb7d_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/54544333@N00/2689021014/"&gt;20in24 022&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/54544333@N00/"&gt;hdunn1012&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is what the transition area looked like.  Sorry it's so blurry - I'm not good at night photography.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-1079645412146543647?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/1079645412146543647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=1079645412146543647' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/1079645412146543647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/1079645412146543647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/07/20in24-general-idea.html' title='20in24 - general idea'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3114/2689021014_14949acb7d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-9042603155181897253</id><published>2008-07-21T12:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T12:47:19.385-04:00</updated><title type='text'>20in24 - running in the dark</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/54544333@N00/2689025620/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3073/2689025620_f8ec91db13_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/54544333@N00/2689025620/"&gt;20in24 033&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/54544333@N00/"&gt;hdunn1012&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here's Kristine finishing up her second lap.  She looks awesome!  by now it's about midnight.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-9042603155181897253?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/9042603155181897253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=9042603155181897253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/9042603155181897253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/9042603155181897253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/07/20in24-running-in-dark.html' title='20in24 - running in the dark'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3073/2689025620_f8ec91db13_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-1619306696959482055</id><published>2008-07-21T12:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T12:46:23.715-04:00</updated><title type='text'>20in24 - we're transformed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/54544333@N00/2688212341/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3080/2688212341_17653d257c_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/54544333@N00/2688212341/"&gt;20in24 029&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/54544333@N00/"&gt;hdunn1012&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here are our alter-egos posing with their Midnight Madness race numbers.  We decided not to run and amazingly we found these three random people who decided at 10 that they wanted to run the loop at Midnight.  Luckily we had enough bibs to help them to do it!  The bibs also had our names on them so it was especially nice that our genders matched up properly.  I can't wait to see how fast they were  -- I'm sure the pretend me is a lot faster than the real me!&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-1619306696959482055?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/1619306696959482055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=1619306696959482055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/1619306696959482055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/1619306696959482055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/07/20in24-we-transformed.html' title='20in24 - we&amp;#39;re transformed!'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3080/2688212341_17653d257c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-6551345544362372048</id><published>2008-07-21T12:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T12:44:31.902-04:00</updated><title type='text'>20in24 - it's getting late</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/54544333@N00/2689023486/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3110/2689023486_b2dcc35c71_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/54544333@N00/2689023486/"&gt;20in24 028&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/54544333@N00/"&gt;hdunn1012&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is me after my 2nd lap and Brian, all fresh, clean and showered after his two laps were finished.  Despite the sweat and stuff, we both look OK for having run 17 miles in 90+ heat, huh?  By now, it's about 10PM&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-6551345544362372048?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/6551345544362372048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=6551345544362372048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/6551345544362372048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/6551345544362372048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/07/20in24-it-getting-late.html' title='20in24 - it&amp;#39;s getting late'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3110/2689023486_b2dcc35c71_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-36603337990788704</id><published>2008-07-21T12:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T12:43:10.882-04:00</updated><title type='text'>20in24 - Fred resting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/54544333@N00/2689020342/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3117/2689020342_3918700d35_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/54544333@N00/2689020342/"&gt;20in24 020&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/54544333@N00/"&gt;hdunn1012&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He was smart -- he brough a bed with him and an awesome striped lounge chair.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-36603337990788704?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/36603337990788704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=36603337990788704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/36603337990788704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/36603337990788704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/07/20in24-fred-resting.html' title='20in24 - Fred resting'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3117/2689020342_3918700d35_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-6463624900484793067</id><published>2008-07-21T12:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T12:42:30.917-04:00</updated><title type='text'>20in24 - ready for my 2nd lap</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/54544333@N00/2689019958/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3025/2689019958_db44dd8a10_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/54544333@N00/2689019958/"&gt;20in24 017&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/54544333@N00/"&gt;hdunn1012&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here's me, the super-nerd, ready for my 2nd leg.  I am wearing reflective gear and glowing stuff since it will get dark while I'm out there.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-6463624900484793067?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/6463624900484793067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=6463624900484793067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/6463624900484793067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/6463624900484793067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/07/20in24-ready-for-my-2nd-lap.html' title='20in24 - ready for my 2nd lap'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3025/2689019958_db44dd8a10_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-5200387296005410051</id><published>2008-07-21T12:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T12:41:26.822-04:00</updated><title type='text'>20in24 -Fred after leg #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/54544333@N00/2688203099/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3024/2688203099_101ba6c649_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/54544333@N00/2688203099/"&gt;20in24 006&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/54544333@N00/"&gt;hdunn1012&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sorry these are out of order!  This is Fred finishing his first lap of 8.2  He was the second leg of the relay.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-5200387296005410051?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/5200387296005410051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=5200387296005410051' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/5200387296005410051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/5200387296005410051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/07/20in24-fred-after-leg-2.html' title='20in24 -Fred after leg #2'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3024/2688203099_101ba6c649_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-1477078146336717337</id><published>2008-07-21T12:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T12:39:14.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>20in24 - me after leg #4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/54544333@N00/2689019122/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3129/2689019122_c5b85f7069_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/54544333@N00/2689019122/"&gt;20in24 015&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/54544333@N00/"&gt;hdunn1012&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I don't look so miserable considering it was at least 93 degrees for my run!&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-1477078146336717337?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/1477078146336717337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=1477078146336717337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/1477078146336717337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/1477078146336717337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/07/20in24-me-after-leg-4.html' title='20in24 - me after leg #4'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3129/2689019122_c5b85f7069_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-907677865718354313</id><published>2008-07-21T12:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T12:36:09.085-04:00</updated><title type='text'>20in24 Kristine - finishing leg 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/54544333@N00/2688203639/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3118/2688203639_477835f41e_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/54544333@N00/2688203639/"&gt;20in24 008&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/54544333@N00/"&gt;hdunn1012&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here's Kristine finishing up leg #3.  That's Fred on the left on his bike.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-907677865718354313?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/907677865718354313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=907677865718354313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/907677865718354313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/907677865718354313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/07/20in24-kristine-finishing-leg-3.html' title='20in24 Kristine - finishing leg 3'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3118/2688203639_477835f41e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-6990561542439007546</id><published>2008-07-21T12:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T12:34:58.868-04:00</updated><title type='text'>20in24 - Base Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/54544333@N00/2688203401/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3055/2688203401_2dd7ddb255_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/54544333@N00/2688203401/"&gt;20in24 007&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/54544333@N00/"&gt;hdunn1012&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is a snapshot of "base camp" inside Lloyd Hall for the 20in24 relay.  We had a lot of junk with us.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-6990561542439007546?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/6990561542439007546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=6990561542439007546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/6990561542439007546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/6990561542439007546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/07/20in24-base-camp.html' title='20in24 - Base Camp'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3055/2688203401_2dd7ddb255_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-1785934723727222979</id><published>2008-07-21T12:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T12:33:45.087-04:00</updated><title type='text'>20in24 - River Drive Five</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/54544333@N00/2689015014/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3156/2689015014_f36dc83e6e_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/54544333@N00/2689015014/"&gt;20in24 004&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/54544333@N00/"&gt;hdunn1012&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here's the team before the relay got started on Saturday.  From Left to right:  Brian, MAT2006, me (hmonkeyruns), Kristine (NJRunnergirl) and Fred (NJRunnerFred).&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-1785934723727222979?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/1785934723727222979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=1785934723727222979' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/1785934723727222979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/1785934723727222979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/07/20in24-river-drive-five.html' title='20in24 - River Drive Five'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3156/2689015014_f36dc83e6e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-6116988861752596645</id><published>2008-06-03T10:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T10:12:59.537-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nike+ Mini</title><content type='html'>I have a lot to report, but for now I will just share with you my hideous Nike+ mini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nikeplus.nike.com/nikeplus/?l=runners,avatar_viewer,1889314993"&gt;Check it out&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-6116988861752596645?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/6116988861752596645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=6116988861752596645' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/6116988861752596645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/6116988861752596645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/06/nike-mini.html' title='Nike+ Mini'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-8371364850890434650</id><published>2008-04-23T11:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T14:27:36.452-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The world is just awesome</title><content type='html'>Check out this cool ad for the Discovery Channel.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me smile just thinking about it:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://adweek.blogs.com/adfreak/2008/04/discovery-chann.html"&gt;I love the whole world&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(It helps if you like Discovery Channel!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-8371364850890434650?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-4123587465959257025</id><published>2008-04-13T15:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T16:10:43.409-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='race report'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brandywine Trail End to End hike'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hiking'/><title type='text'>34.4 miles is a Looooong way</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, Brian &amp; I completed the &lt;a href="http://www.wilmingtontrailclub.org/Hiking/BrandywineEndtoEndHike/tabid/81/Default.aspx"&gt;Brandywine Trail End-To-End Hike&lt;/a&gt;, a once a year opportunity to traverse the entire trail system.  Normally the trail runs 36 miles but this year due to some re-routing it was a mere 34.4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OUCH OUCH OUCH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never been so blistered and miserable in all my life!  My trail shoes have done right by me on many a hike, including the crazy &lt;a href="www.ultrahike.com"&gt;Megatransect&lt;/a&gt; (see &lt;a href="http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/10/bald-eagle-mountain-megatransect-race.html"&gt;blog post from September 2007&lt;/a&gt;) but yesterday, by mile 12 I had a blister.  By CP2 at mile 21.8 I had too many blisters to count.  By CP3 at mile 27.7 the blister pain had been replaced with worry over the sorry state of my big toes and I began wondering how many nails this little adventure was going to cost me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't figure it out!  The terrain wasn't dreadful like the steep hills of the Mega and the sock/shoe combo should have been fine.  General consensus of the folks on the trail with us (who also were covered in blisters) was that the mud and occasional foot soaking during trips across soggy meadows were what doomed us.  Perhaps.  Either way, our feet were trashed by the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the longest distance and the longest time I've spent on any trail.  I'm not anxious to do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst part? No medals and the t-shirt isn't all that fabulous.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wait! That's not the worst part!  The worst part is that my road-racing nemisis (a truly awesome 70+ year old guy who always beats me) was there and this time he didn't just beat me -- he CRUSHED me.  I was pleased to learn though, that he is the race nemesis of several other people, and they are even younger than me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-4123587465959257025?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/4123587465959257025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=4123587465959257025' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/4123587465959257025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/4123587465959257025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/04/344-miles-is-looooong-way.html' title='34.4 miles is a Looooong way'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-4714074272474368300</id><published>2008-03-18T13:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T13:28:57.500-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest Crazy Plans</title><content type='html'>I've recently done two crazy things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Agreed to organize the local Philly Fit chapter -- which means being in charge of the whole local USA Fit marathon training program. Live in the Philadelphia area and want to run a marathon?  Check it out: &lt;a href="http://www.phillyfit.net/"&gt;www.phillyfit.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Signed up for a &lt;a href="http://www.wilmingtontrailclub.org/Hiking/BrandywineEndtoEndHike/tabid/81/Default.aspx"&gt;36 mile day hike of the Brandywine Trail&lt;/a&gt;.  This is taking place about a month from now.  I hope we enjoy it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-4714074272474368300?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/4714074272474368300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=4714074272474368300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/4714074272474368300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/4714074272474368300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/03/latest-crazy-plans.html' title='Latest Crazy Plans'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-4291928420474885293</id><published>2008-03-11T17:00:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T17:09:56.793-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bizarre race mementos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/R9bzfJN-K9I/AAAAAAAAALc/AOBMJvK9P8Y/s1600-h/caesar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/R9bzfJN-K9I/AAAAAAAAALc/AOBMJvK9P8Y/s320/caesar.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176592538084977618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Caesar Rodney half marathon instead of presenting finshers with small medals (as they had the last two years) they presented us with this lovely cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's plastic, about 4 or 5 inches high, with a false bottom.  In the false bottom are three ugly plastic trinkets: a golden trophy, a giant blue basketball sneaker, and a big white waterbottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It says 2008 finisher on one side and has the race logo on the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have it on my desk at work filled with paperclips, which makes it far more useful than any other race medal/memento I've ever recieved, but I still kind of hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I got an email from the director of the Lehigh Valley Half Marathon.  (This is a great race at the end of April.  Their race director sends TONS of e-mail about the race.)  This note was to announce the special bonus gift we'll be getting at packet pick-up this year.  It's bizarre and yet totally awesome...I think every runner needs one of these:  &lt;strong&gt;a FREE Tortoise and Hare Reversible Hand Puppet&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/R9b0kJN-K_I/AAAAAAAAALs/UwYTCvIzaDk/s1600-h/hare.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/R9b0kJN-K_I/AAAAAAAAALs/UwYTCvIzaDk/s320/hare.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176593723495951346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/R9b0dZN-K-I/AAAAAAAAALk/3pOO16W7Vhk/s1600-h/tort.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/R9b0dZN-K-I/AAAAAAAAALk/3pOO16W7Vhk/s320/tort.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176593607531834338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I admire the bushy white beard on the hare, I think the tortoise is so ugly he's cute.  Plus, I'm a tortise at heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-4291928420474885293?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/4291928420474885293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=4291928420474885293' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/4291928420474885293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/4291928420474885293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/03/bizarre-race-mementos.html' title='Bizarre race mementos'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/R9bzfJN-K9I/AAAAAAAAALc/AOBMJvK9P8Y/s72-c/caesar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-1062952252387358745</id><published>2008-03-10T14:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T15:02:42.551-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='race report'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caesar Rodney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 mile race'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='half-marathon'/><title type='text'>In the last month...</title><content type='html'>Since I posted, I ran a super fun 5 mile race in Ambler (The Frostbite 5-mile) which was truly cold.  My feet felt frozen until mile 2.5.  I did OK at that race considerig it was the first time I'd run 5 miles since the marathon and the flu and I did OK even though I was surprised by all the uphills in the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished in 52:03 which is fine by me.  I was hoping just to finish under 55 minutes and I did that.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The race itself was pretty awesome with excellent goodie bags (chips, pens, and massage rollers) and a cute t-shirt.  Post race food was awesome (hotdogs, fruit, chips, cereal bars, OJ and gatorade) and they had tons and tons of door prizes. Including an awesome yellow knit hat that I really, really wanted to win even though I hate wearing knit hats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Frostbite race I didn't do much running until I spent some time in Washington, DC where Brian and I "ran" along the trail in Rock Creek Park.  Really, we just walked a lot, and tried to run at times.  It was extremely poor training for the Caesar Rodney Half Marathon that I did for the third time yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caesar Rodney is HILLY.  Very, very hilly.  I was very, very unprepared.  That, coupled with the freezing temperature and the blustery wind (20mph with 40mph gusts) it was a crazy day for a race.  Not totally awful, but pretty tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check this out from the webpage of the race results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Race Day Conditions:  "Not user friendly." But hey -- it's March.  Cold &amp; windy.&lt;br /&gt;But sunny and no rain.  Go for it.  And that is what so many awesome finishers did.&lt;br /&gt;Not a day for a personal P.R.  A day to be aware how strong &amp; dedicated all the finishers were. Looks like a good 2008 to you all --  to us. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I knew at the halfway point that that was about all the distance I was properly trained for so I just resolved to get through the rest of the race and that led to me walking up just about every inch of the hills and then trying to run every bit of the flats and downhills.  It was a slightly different course than in prior years but I'm not sure where all the changes were made.  The bottom line though, is that I finished in 2:24:20 which is only 7 seconds slower than last year when I felt pretty good about the results.  So, I'm not thrilled, but I'm not disappointed either and I was never miserable out there on the road, and that's always one of my goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One funny note -- I  backtracked a couple of feet to hand off a gel to Brian.  That probably cost me a PR for the course.  That's the last time I'll be nice!  (Only kidding!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-1062952252387358745?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/1062952252387358745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=1062952252387358745' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/1062952252387358745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/1062952252387358745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/03/in-last-month.html' title='In the last month...'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-5583076892310767972</id><published>2008-02-09T14:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T14:44:55.138-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I made it at last!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/R64CjbkUlLI/AAAAAAAAALU/E8ZSqadOZ7k/s1600-h/1000miles2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/R64CjbkUlLI/AAAAAAAAALU/E8ZSqadOZ7k/s320/1000miles2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165068630359315634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-5583076892310767972?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/5583076892310767972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=5583076892310767972' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/5583076892310767972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/5583076892310767972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-made-it-at-last.html' title='I made it at last!'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/R64CjbkUlLI/AAAAAAAAALU/E8ZSqadOZ7k/s72-c/1000miles2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-6730914351503351429</id><published>2008-02-08T14:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T15:28:56.937-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting Crows - Free at Noon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/R6yxO6EyrDI/AAAAAAAAAK8/6p0oD1z-7GE/s1600-h/cc3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/R6yxO6EyrDI/AAAAAAAAAK8/6p0oD1z-7GE/s320/cc3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164697742352755762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent my lunch hour at the &lt;a href="http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=18777266"&gt;Free at Noon concert at the World Cafe &lt;/a&gt; (click the link to listen to the show) in Philadelphia.  Today, Counting Crows were playing.  Awesome!  We were right in the front, closer than I've ever been for a concert. I mean so close we could see the spit flying out of Adam Duritz's mouth as he was singing.  Gross, but also cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These pictures stink but I only had my camera phone and it's better than nothing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think their new album (release date March 25) is going to be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/R6yx3aEyrFI/AAAAAAAAALM/SzpFAH6GTYE/s1600-h/CC1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/R6yx3aEyrFI/AAAAAAAAALM/SzpFAH6GTYE/s320/CC1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164698438137457746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-6730914351503351429?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/6730914351503351429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=6730914351503351429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/6730914351503351429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/6730914351503351429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/02/counting-crows-free-at-noon.html' title='Counting Crows - Free at Noon'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/R6yxO6EyrDI/AAAAAAAAAK8/6p0oD1z-7GE/s72-c/cc3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-5544228797531919087</id><published>2008-01-31T11:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T11:02:44.146-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Too cute to ignore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/R6HxHqEyrCI/AAAAAAAAAK0/mQxaq-OsNl8/s1600-h/FB08-Logo40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/R6HxHqEyrCI/AAAAAAAAAK0/mQxaq-OsNl8/s320/FB08-Logo40.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161671761799064610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to sign up for this race because the picture was so cute.  He better be on the t-shirt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-5544228797531919087?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/5544228797531919087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=5544228797531919087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/5544228797531919087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/5544228797531919087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/01/too-cute-to-ignore.html' title='Too cute to ignore'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/R6HxHqEyrCI/AAAAAAAAAK0/mQxaq-OsNl8/s72-c/FB08-Logo40.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-2023618090551074533</id><published>2008-01-31T10:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T10:40:35.452-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't need a bike lock...but now I want one</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/R6HryqEyrBI/AAAAAAAAAKs/reeMcFlJZzo/s1600-h/wishingfish1_1984_36334931.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/R6HryqEyrBI/AAAAAAAAAKs/reeMcFlJZzo/s320/wishingfish1_1984_36334931.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161665903463672850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a bike that doesn't need a lock because if it's not in my house, I'm sitting on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is so awesome I want to buy it even though I have no use for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can buy one at &lt;a href="http://www.wishingfish.com"&gt;wishingfish&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-2023618090551074533?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/2023618090551074533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=2023618090551074533' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/2023618090551074533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/2023618090551074533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-dont-need-bike-lockbut-now-i-want-one.html' title='I don&apos;t need a bike lock...but now I want one'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/R6HryqEyrBI/AAAAAAAAAKs/reeMcFlJZzo/s72-c/wishingfish1_1984_36334931.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-4282584730949139445</id><published>2008-01-28T11:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T14:51:27.250-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='race report'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goofy Challenge'/><title type='text'>Goofy Challenge – Day Two.  The Marathon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/54544333@N00/2212240331/" title="MikeSullyMe by hdunn1012, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2209/2212240331_0e3477b745_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="MikeSullyMe" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Marathon day dawned even more humid than the half-marathon and this time there was no relief.  The sun even came out to make things hotter and more uncomfortable, but luckily that didn’t happen until mile 20 or even later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up early for this race (3AM)  is the worst part of the whole thing.  I have a really hard time eating that early in the morning and it was all I could do to choke down some oatmeal before heading out to the race.  It was a mistake that could have proved disastrous if not for Brian.   I was carrying my fuel belt, loaded with Gatorade Endurance and 4 gels.  I typically carry more gel for a full marathon but this time I knew Disney was going to give us two on the course and they usually supply other food too.  Since I was carrying the camera again AND a pouch holding the Donald medal (had to have it for post-race photos) I decided not to carry extra gels to save some space and weight in the belt.  This was a poor decision and next time I’d force them into the belt or leave the Donald at home (but if you can, carry the Donald.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My game plan today was the same as for the half.  Take it easy, stop for photos, walk on the uphills and during the water stop.  Brian &amp; I were together in the starting area and he came to my rescue when I started to get REALLY hungry with about an hour to go before the race.  This was bad.  I knew I was too hungry for a gel to solve the problem and that eating more gels would cause trouble in the race.  Luckily, he was carrying a spare Powerbar so I was able to eat ¾ of a chocolate power bar pre-race.  This saved my whole day.  Even with it, my nutrition plan was out of whack, but things turned out fine.  It added a level of stress to the day that would have been a real problem if I had been trying to run for time.    We had a plan to try to stay together because taking photos together would be fun, but we agreed that it was more important to run our own races.  As a result – I lost Brian about a half a minute after the starting gun sounded and I didn’t see him again for miles.  Amazingly,  I stopped at a porta-potty, posed for a few pictures, and then suddenly, there he was!  I’d guess it was mile 5 or so?  I know we were together at mile 7 because we filmed a short video with the camera at that point.  Anyway, the day was hot and humid and I was glad to see Brian.   I was able to do a slow run with him at his awesome fast-walking pace and we covered the next few miles without incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/R54GCqEyrAI/AAAAAAAAAKk/gShPS6cGQD0/s1600-h/UsCastle2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/R54GCqEyrAI/AAAAAAAAAKk/gShPS6cGQD0/s320/UsCastle2008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160568865737059330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Magic Kingdom was really fun we stopped a bunch of times, had official photos taken at the Castle, we met the Toy Story crew and generally just really had fun in there.  It was like a training walk with lots of other people around.  Leaving the MK things got a little less fun for awhile and I started to fret about my nutrition because I started to think we were missing out on food where it had been in the past.  I know for sure that at one of the gel stops before the Animal Kingdom they had nothing for us when it was clear that they’d been providing supplies for those ahead of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stuck together through most of this stretch, posing for more pictures, sharing Gatorade, and stopping to stretch for quite a long time.  I still felt good physically although my mind was getting a little weary. I  remembered reading on a message board in the week leading to the marathon that the mind gives up before the body does – and this was certainly true for me at this point.  When I got my legs to move, I could run with ease, but getting them to run after a walking break was a real challenge.  As we approached the Animal Kingdom, Brian was tired of posing and he stayed in his fast-groove while I stopped a lot to take shots with Donald and Daisy, Minnie and a few others.  I ran really well inside the Animal Kingdom and along the paths outside too. I fell into place with a TNT coach pacing a runner and stuck with them for awhile.  I’m sad I didn’t hang with them for longer.  Unfortunately, some of my prior posing had me approaching the Mickey Mouse photo shoot just seconds after he retired to his trailer for some rest.  He’s the only big character I didn’t get this weekend.  Bummer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/54544333@N00/2213028562/" title="MinnieAndMe by hdunn1012, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2405/2213028562_772651d8aa_m.jpg" width="180" height="240" alt="MinnieAndMe" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stretch between Animal Kingdom and the Studios was a bleak as I remembered.  It’s long, it’s boring and the sun had come out.  Highlights: bananas (thank god! I needed food) and Captain Hook (at the top of a hill, of course).  I also met a funny lady with an exhausted Goofy sign that I posed with.    I didn’t really feel terrible here – I’ve certainly felt worse in races even of shorter duration – but I was tired and anxious to finish this thing up.    One other small highlight: high school marching band playing Rocky theme as I was forcing myself to run on a sunny stretch.  I would have certainly been walking without those tunes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/54544333@N00/2213030042/" title="GoofySign by hdunn1012, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2277/2213030042_9b46ae16ab_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="GoofySign" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entering the Studios was fun as I got to meet Mr. Incredible and my total fave: Frozone!  If only he could have frozen the air a little to make the final stretch more pleasant.  A funny volunteer reminded us all that our friends who were not racing were “big losers” and that we were “awesome”. Yes, we are awesome!  I got a fabulous photo of me, Minnie and Goofy just before leaving the Studios. That was particularly fun since I got to but in front of about 30 regular people and go to the front of the line.  Anything for a Goofy photo today!&lt;br /&gt;The miles between the Studios and Epcot are mostly just a blur.  Pushing, walking, trying to force myself to run.  Legs are really tired by now and the tide has turned. At this point, my mind is willing but my body is weak.  Running through World Showcase I’m listening (and singing) Remember the name: “10% luck, 20% skill, 15% concentrated power of will, 5% pleasure, 50% pain, 100% reason to remember the name.”  Yeah, it was like 99% pain at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around China I finally spotted the Top Secret Medal.  It’s awesome. Really awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/54544333@N00/2213033986/" title="marathonmedals by hdunn1012, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2133/2213033986_268a3efd22.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="marathonmedals" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around Mexico I see Brian’s head up in the distance.  I can probably catch him but it’ll be hard. I’m tired but I want to catch him.  Try to run harder.  Want to throw up.  Walk.  Run hard.  Walk.  Getting closer.  Finally near the fountain and Mouse Works, I catch up to him.  I can barely say anything to him to let him know I’m there.  I must look better than I feel since he says he’s at maximum speed and he tells me to run ahead of him.  As if!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’re together until the finish.  How fun!  He got to high-five Stitch.  I just ran along side of him.  Yay!  We’re done!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/54544333@N00/2213035742/" title="Me&amp;amp;BrianPostMarathon by hdunn1012, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2361/2213035742_976557b104.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Me&amp;amp;BrianPostMarathon" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39.3 is a long way.  But the medals are totally worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the worst cold/flu whatever a few days after the race.  I'm still trying to shake it off 12 days later.  But the medals are still worth it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-4282584730949139445?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/4282584730949139445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=4282584730949139445' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/4282584730949139445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/4282584730949139445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/01/goofy-challenge-day-two-marathon.html' title='Goofy Challenge – Day Two.  The Marathon.'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2209/2212240331_0e3477b745_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-2732022365771897116</id><published>2008-01-28T11:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T11:49:21.124-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='race report'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goofy Challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='half-marathon'/><title type='text'>Goofy Challenge – Day One.  The Half Marathon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/R54FNaEyq-I/AAAAAAAAAKU/m-Xtv2XH5Ew/s1600-h/2008donald.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/R54FNaEyq-I/AAAAAAAAAKU/m-Xtv2XH5Ew/s320/2008donald.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160567950909025250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Goofy challenge was a really interesting experience for me because it’s been a long time since I’ve headed into a race when I didn’t know what to expect.  I wasn’t sure how to structure my race plan, I wasn’t sure what kind of time I could run, and I wasn’t really sure how prepared I was for what lay ahead of me.  I felt really goodheading into the weekend, and I was solidly prepared to run either of the races, but I wasn’t sure how I’d do running both of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather was not unexpected for Florida, warm and humid, but I was anticipating a cooler weekend for the races.  Saturday was extremely humid at the start – close to 100% -- but luckily that seemed to break about halfway into the race and conditions improved considerably.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humidity and I are not friends. I really, really suffer when I try to run in humid weather.  So oddly, the conditions on Saturday really turned out to be ideal for me.  The humidity forced me into the “lazy but fun” race plan that I adopted for the weekend.  I wore my fully loaded fuel belt, so hydration was not an issue, and the belt allowed me to carry an extra amphipod case to hold my digital camera.  I decided to embrace the whole Disney scene and take photos with every character along the way and pictures of anything else that struck my fancy along the course.  This day was to be about taking in the scene and having a good time while saving up my legs for Sunday.  To this end, I decided not to even try to run on the uphill, to walk through water stops even when not drinking, and to generally take it easy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazingly, even while following this plan, stopping mid-race at a porta-potty (I never do this!) and posing for tons of pictures even when there were big lines (I’m talking to you, Captain Jack Sparrow) I still managed to run a 2:29 – and 2:30 was my game plan for the day.  At the end of the half, I felt like I hadn’t done a thing except for the tiny hot spot I had on the ball of my right foot.  I think this was because I was wearing almost new sneakers (they only had about 15 miles on them prior to the race) and they were not laced tightly enough at the start.  I had to stop around mile 11 to tighten them because I was starting to be aware of the hot spot and I wasn’t willing to risk any problems with the marathon on Sunday.  As it turns out, nothing came of the hot spot.  Whew!&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/R54FW6Eyq_I/AAAAAAAAAKc/eG0w_Uzqb4s/s1600-h/Figment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/R54FW6Eyq_I/AAAAAAAAAKc/eG0w_Uzqb4s/s320/Figment.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160568114117782514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-2732022365771897116?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/2732022365771897116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=2732022365771897116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/2732022365771897116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/2732022365771897116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/01/goofy-challenge-day-one-half-marathon.html' title='Goofy Challenge – Day One.  The Half Marathon.'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/R54FNaEyq-I/AAAAAAAAAKU/m-Xtv2XH5Ew/s72-c/2008donald.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-7168637556796737852</id><published>2008-01-24T13:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T11:49:34.281-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goofy Challenge'/><title type='text'>Goofy Challenge 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/R5jeq6Eyq9I/AAAAAAAAAKM/Mc9CjY_MHH4/s1600-h/allThreeMedals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/R5jeq6Eyq9I/AAAAAAAAAKM/Mc9CjY_MHH4/s320/allThreeMedals.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159118201878129618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the proof!  I finished the races!  It was hot and humid and SLOW but a whole lot of fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My legs felt great, although the vehicle would not reach top speed during the last few miles of the marathon.  No long term repercussions from the event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a great flickr slideshow with all the pictures from both races here:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.flickr.com/gp/54544333@N00/J533wUeat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-7168637556796737852?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/7168637556796737852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=7168637556796737852' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/7168637556796737852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/7168637556796737852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/01/goofy-challenge-2008.html' title='Goofy Challenge 2008'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/R5jeq6Eyq9I/AAAAAAAAAKM/Mc9CjY_MHH4/s72-c/allThreeMedals.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-9191539985898859485</id><published>2008-01-08T16:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T16:25:29.718-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year! Let's go to Disney!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/R4PqOV465PI/AAAAAAAAAKE/kx38WYuRUQI/s1600-h/Goofy2008new.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/R4PqOV465PI/AAAAAAAAAKE/kx38WYuRUQI/s320/Goofy2008new.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153219930756932850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, so I wasn't really back when I posted that the last time.  But now I have a couple of races on the horizon, so this time, I'm really  back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year's Day dawned slightly rainy so I was a big wimp and skipped the group run at the park but made up for it later in the day by logging a solid 7 miles on the trail with Brian.  It really feels great to run on January 1st.  I think all of you should try it next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hit the gym on Thursday and was super lucky to score a treadmill at 5:03.  All the new years resolution people were there in force.  Hopefully they will all have given up by post-marathon when I'm going back to the gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I ran with the group in the first official winter run.  It was colder than expected, but I was able to log a nice 8 mile run and I feel GREAT heading into Goofy weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We leave for FLorida on Thursday afternoon for 8 days at Disney World.  We're staying at the Animal Kingdom Lodge, which seems awesome, and I just can not wait to get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather for race weekend is looking a bit warm for my liking but at least we won't be freezing to death pre-race.  I'm packing some Endurance and my fuel belt and I think that will be good for me.  I don't know for sure what I'm going to do as far as goals but my decisions could have an effect on carrying the belt and camera or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess for once it's true that my primary goal is just having a good time.  I want to collect the Goofy medal and the TOP SECRET medal more than just about anything and I want to be able to finish the marathon without feeling terrible the way I did in the middle of NYC.  I'm not sure what the proper strategy for that is.  I think I am in a really good place leading into the race though, where heading into NYC I was full of trepidation since I knew my training was sub-par.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows -- maybe I'll get really lucky and I'll really crank out that sub 5 hour race!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-9191539985898859485?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/9191539985898859485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=9191539985898859485' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/9191539985898859485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/9191539985898859485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year-lets-go-to-disney.html' title='Happy New Year! Let&apos;s go to Disney!'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/R4PqOV465PI/AAAAAAAAAKE/kx38WYuRUQI/s72-c/Goofy2008new.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-5131911074405706205</id><published>2007-12-28T11:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T11:09:25.267-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back!</title><content type='html'>Wow! It's been a long time with no posts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big news: I just booked my hike to the Grand Canyon today!  Yes, folks, I'm actually paying about $800 to lug 35 pounds of stuff to the bottom of the Grand Canyon and back. While sleeping outside and not showering.  Aren't you jealous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other sort of big news:  I ran 19 miles last Saturday and felt 100% afterwards and had ZERO muscle fatigue the next day.  Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping to do it again this Saturday.  Or at least run 16 or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goofy Challenge: 14 days to go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-5131911074405706205?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/5131911074405706205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=5131911074405706205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/5131911074405706205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/5131911074405706205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back!'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-1321313635062852161</id><published>2007-12-06T10:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T10:15:45.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Long Run</title><content type='html'>On Saturday my sister,  husband and I set out for our first long run in prep for the Goofy Challenge in January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're all coming off fall races and we've got great milage bases so our plan for Goofy is to do more long runs to build long term endurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our plan was to do 15 miles (or more if we were feeling ambitious) and we did just that.  My sister and I made a conscious decision to run together and we hung together for all but the last mile and a half when I pulled away from her just a bit.  I think this is because her most recent marathon was Nov. 18 while mine was back on Nov. 4.  My legs were a bit fresher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was cold and windy but pretty good running weather overall.  We felt pretty good and maintained a steady pace that's just about right for our ideal goal pace for the marathon.  It was great practice for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main happening of the day was that some weasel stole my fleece that I had left on a fence post along the trail.  Normally if I leave gloves or a hat or a fleece along the trail it's still there when I come back.  Not this time! I'm still bugged about it even though I got it on the bargain rack last winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no repercussions from the run: no muscle pain, no aches, no blisters, chafe or hotspots.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday the weather was pretty foul but Brian and I went out for a walk anyway.  It started out overcast, turned to sleet and ultimately into rain but it was a surpringly good walk anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Saturday we're shooting for 18 miles.  More than 15 for sure.  The weather looks to be the same as last weekend.  Sunday weather looks rather grim but I'm hoping to get in a short run on Sunday too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-1321313635062852161?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/1321313635062852161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=1321313635062852161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/1321313635062852161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/1321313635062852161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/12/saturday-long-run.html' title='Saturday Long Run'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-3017806454065760771</id><published>2007-11-25T19:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T10:16:57.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CW-X Xtra Support Review (the white and purple one)</title><content type='html'>It's awesome!  I can't deny that $55 is a total ripoff but it works great.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you wedge it on over your head (maybe this is easy for other people but I am pretty uncoordinated and found it rather difficult) it's like you aren't even wearing anything.  And it doesn't let anything move at all.  Exactly what I'm looking for in an undergarment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've worn it on a few runs - so far the longest is 8 miles - but it's comfortable and not a hint of chafe.  I'll be cruising the internet searching for bargain rates on this one so I can add more to the collection.  It will be great to get rid of the stockpile of ratty things I'm wearing now.  Especially since they're going to seem even worse now that I've found this great item.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other model CW-X that I bought - the regular sport version - I could tell right off the bat that I wouldn't want to run in it.  Way too bouncy.  I'm not sending it back though because I think it'll be just fine for walking/hiking/cycling or going to the gym to do weights (as if I ever actually do that!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE:  the "sport model" CW-X that I said wouldn't work for running?  It works just fine (at least up to 5 miles).  I've worn it twice now without any problems or discomfort.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-3017806454065760771?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/3017806454065760771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=3017806454065760771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/3017806454065760771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/3017806454065760771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/11/cw-x-xtra-support-review-white-and.html' title='CW-X Xtra Support Review (the white and purple one)'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-5965158920620341023</id><published>2007-11-25T19:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T19:14:02.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Philadelphia Photo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/R0oPr_xjA-I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/zQtx8BKhok4/s1600-h/Helen_Phila2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/R0oPr_xjA-I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/zQtx8BKhok4/s320/Helen_Phila2007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136935573497512930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's me after the half-marathon in Philadelphia.  I'm wearing the Livestrong shirt I got from Lance for running the NYC marathon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The free shirt actually has short sleeves but I'm wearing the long-sleeved Livestrong shirt I bought at the Livestrong challenge underneath the free shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The yellow hat is from the Delaware Marathon.  Too bad I didn't have any yellow gloves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-5965158920620341023?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/5965158920620341023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=5965158920620341023' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/5965158920620341023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/5965158920620341023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/11/philadelphia-photo.html' title='Philadelphia Photo'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/R0oPr_xjA-I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/zQtx8BKhok4/s72-c/Helen_Phila2007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-6752457928731720981</id><published>2007-11-21T14:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T14:06:52.869-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/R0SBnPxjA8I/AAAAAAAAAJs/w7-2tChUxj4/s1600-h/trophy+-+Copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/R0SBnPxjA8I/AAAAAAAAAJs/w7-2tChUxj4/s320/trophy+-+Copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135371986358436802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Thanksgiving everybody! &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I didn't actually win this trophy.  I made it to give to the winner of the Thanksgiving Bake-Off at work.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-6752457928731720981?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/6752457928731720981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=6752457928731720981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/6752457928731720981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/6752457928731720981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/R0SBnPxjA8I/AAAAAAAAAJs/w7-2tChUxj4/s72-c/trophy+-+Copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-8091945665983308179</id><published>2007-11-19T14:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T14:07:11.270-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philadelphia half-marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='race report'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='half-marathon'/><title type='text'>11/18 - Philadelphia Half Marathon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/R0HrL_xjA7I/AAAAAAAAAJk/oCTX00L2b8Q/s1600-h/pmlogo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/R0HrL_xjA7I/AAAAAAAAAJk/oCTX00L2b8Q/s320/pmlogo.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134643641509413810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't decide to actually run this race until Saturday night.  In fact, until I went to the pasta dinner with my running buddies, I was 100% sure I wasn't going to run.  I've been feeling sick all week and the weather was looking grim (cold, wet, possibly even SNOW!) and I just didn't see the point.  But then I got my number, and my shirt, and everybody encouraged me so I decided to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning, it dawned cold, but mostly dry and while I made a feeble attempt to wimp out, Brian wouldn't listen to me, and we were up and getting ready by 5AM (the race started at 7AM!)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A minor setback when my pre-race favorite meal (overnight oatmeal in the crockpot) was ruined because I cooked it on high instead of low but we still left the house on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conditions were really perfect for the race and I found myself in a really insteresting situation. Completely unprepared and really not invested in how I did.  It was just like a training run - a way to stretch out my long rested legs and to see how my Garmin would work out in a race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it turns out, I had a great day!  Not quite a PR but very close:  2:20:48 officially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 1: 11:27&lt;br /&gt;Mile 2: 10:43&lt;br /&gt;Mile 3: 10:20&lt;br /&gt;Mile 4: 10:22&lt;br /&gt;Mile 5: 10:45&lt;br /&gt;Mile 6: 9:51&lt;br /&gt;Mile 7: 9:49&lt;br /&gt;Mile 8: 11:06&lt;br /&gt;Mile 9: 10:20&lt;br /&gt;Mile 10: 11:33&lt;br /&gt;Mile 11: 9:57&lt;br /&gt;Mile 12: 10:29&lt;br /&gt;Mile 13: 10:55&lt;br /&gt;final: 2:55&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total time: 2:20:39 -- the Garmin time. It's a little off and it measures 13.3 but it's close enough for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-8091945665983308179?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/8091945665983308179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=8091945665983308179' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/8091945665983308179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/8091945665983308179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/11/1118-philadelphia-half-marathon.html' title='11/18 - Philadelphia Half Marathon'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/R0HrL_xjA7I/AAAAAAAAAJk/oCTX00L2b8Q/s72-c/pmlogo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-3392132199935436585</id><published>2007-11-15T16:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T16:03:37.925-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the day</title><content type='html'>I just came across this on the web:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“In every race, there is a crucial moment when the body wants to quit. Then it needs imagination and mental tenacity to survive the crisis. Otherwise the penalty is defeat.”- Derek Abbotson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling defeated about my half-marathon on Sunday and it's not even here yet.  I'm still sick (cold with cough) and I think I might skip the race. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-3392132199935436585?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/3392132199935436585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=3392132199935436585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/3392132199935436585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/3392132199935436585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/11/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote of the day'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-5067362963364572341</id><published>2007-11-09T14:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T14:10:33.072-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Even more money spent:  Garmin 305</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RzSwLK1eCpI/AAAAAAAAAJc/nSijis4aMBY/s1600-h/Garmiin305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RzSwLK1eCpI/AAAAAAAAAJc/nSijis4aMBY/s200/Garmiin305.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130919581415508626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all the excitement over the marathon, I forgot that I bought a Garmin!  I got the 305 because I wanted the HRM but I'm not going to use that right away.  This weekend I'm planning on taking it for a spin just to figure out how it works, then I can introduce the HRM after the 1/2 marathon on the 18th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really hoping that this is going to help me steadily pace my long runs and lead to a really good marathon performance someday.  I don't expect that performance will come at Disney because of the Goofy Challenge, but it could help if I do a spring marathon.  (Right now I'm considering Ocean Drive -- I'll get a new state --  or a repeat in Delaware.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-5067362963364572341?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/5067362963364572341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=5067362963364572341' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/5067362963364572341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/5067362963364572341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/11/even-more-money-spent-garmin-305.html' title='Even more money spent:  Garmin 305'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RzSwLK1eCpI/AAAAAAAAAJc/nSijis4aMBY/s72-c/Garmiin305.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-5186909602698145787</id><published>2007-11-09T14:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T14:06:34.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another $100 out the window</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RzSvpK1eCoI/AAAAAAAAAJU/3AyJ_D--1oI/s1600-h/cwx2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RzSvpK1eCoI/AAAAAAAAAJU/3AyJ_D--1oI/s200/cwx2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130918997299956354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RzSvlK1eCnI/AAAAAAAAAJM/yBKrbeOIcvw/s1600-h/cwz1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RzSvlK1eCnI/AAAAAAAAAJM/yBKrbeOIcvw/s200/cwz1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130918928580479602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in desperate need of new running bras.  I know, that's more information than any of you need. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just plunked down about $100 for these two slightly different models from CW-X.   I am skeptical but I hope that they are worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-5186909602698145787?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/5186909602698145787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=5186909602698145787' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/5186909602698145787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/5186909602698145787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/11/another-100-out-window.html' title='Another $100 out the window'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RzSvpK1eCoI/AAAAAAAAAJU/3AyJ_D--1oI/s72-c/cwx2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-9089918028067536008</id><published>2007-11-08T11:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T11:28:26.582-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trophy Case</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RzM5F61eCmI/AAAAAAAAAJE/zwQyeZXZExM/s1600-h/TrophyCase.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RzM5F61eCmI/AAAAAAAAAJE/zwQyeZXZExM/s400/TrophyCase.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130507174360779362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These are some, but not all, of my medals.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-9089918028067536008?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/9089918028067536008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=9089918028067536008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/9089918028067536008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/9089918028067536008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/11/trophy-case.html' title='Trophy Case'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RzM5F61eCmI/AAAAAAAAAJE/zwQyeZXZExM/s72-c/TrophyCase.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-593536896389661010</id><published>2007-11-07T10:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T10:58:06.412-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York Marathon'/><title type='text'>New York Marathon:  Before and After Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RzHe89YI37I/AAAAAAAAAI0/AHPVAhyM6wU/s1600-h/NYC2007before.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130126589401030578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RzHe89YI37I/AAAAAAAAAI0/AHPVAhyM6wU/s320/NYC2007before.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RzHfBdYI38I/AAAAAAAAAI8/Wcq_CQCIAP8/s1600-h/NYC2007after.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130126666710441922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 8px 8px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RzHfBdYI38I/AAAAAAAAAI8/Wcq_CQCIAP8/s320/NYC2007after.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-593536896389661010?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/593536896389661010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=593536896389661010' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/593536896389661010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/593536896389661010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/11/new-york-marathon-before-and-after.html' title='New York Marathon:  Before and After Photos'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RzHe89YI37I/AAAAAAAAAI0/AHPVAhyM6wU/s72-c/NYC2007before.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-1615893637073546700</id><published>2007-11-06T13:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T13:58:55.320-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='race report'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York Marathon'/><title type='text'>New York Marathon - Race Report</title><content type='html'>Well, I survived the New York Marathon on Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished in 5:09:08, which is about 2 minutes slower than my PR (setlast year at NYC) and I'm completely astonished that I was able to pull off that time since I started struggling at mile 15 and was actually thinking about quitting at mile 17.  The worst part is that there wasn't any real reason for the glum attitude -- it was all just my own negative thoughts working against me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plan for the race was to stick like glue to the 5 hour pacer and try to hang with him all the way to the end.  On a perfect day, I thought I'd be able to do it. But it would have to be a perfect day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My training has been spotty at best since the 25 mile hike I did in late September and when I did my longest run in preparation for NewYork (only 18  miles instead of the scheduled 20) I felt horrible. Really horrible.  My legs hurt until Wednesday and typically they don't  hurt at all after my long runs.  At that point, I knew that New York was probably going to be really hard but I still hoped for a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started out with the pace guy and struggled to stay with him in the early miles because I really wanted to be running faster than the pace (11:26).  I kept having to slow down to stick with him and it was a frustrating battle but one that I thought would be worth it in the long run.  By mile 13 we were running 1 minute ahead of pace for a 5 hour finish.  He told us that that was intentional because we'd lose 15-20 seconds on the bridge into Queens just past 13 miles and we'd lose the rest of the lead on the Queensboro bridge between 15 and 16.  Somewhere along that stretch I lost touch with the pack.  And the11:26 pace that had seemed too easy now seemed pretty hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bridge, it was dark and it's uphill and many, many people began to walk.  I joined them.  For some reason during this stretch they have mile markers at every 10th of a mile and at one point I started to run and didn't even make it to the next 10th marker.  Now that was demoralizing!  I thought to myself -- how can I possibly go more than 10 more miles when I can't even run a tenth of a mile at time?  UGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turning off the bridge onto 1st Avenue in Manhattan is a pretty exciting part of the race because there are big, rowdy crowds there.  This is just past mile 16 and there is a sign there that says "If the definition of easier is less than 10 miles to go.......welcome to Easier!"    Unfortunately for me, it didn't feel easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the next several miles up 1st avenue I was really in a very bad place.  I was walking a lot, felt like I had nothing in the tank despite following my proven fuel plan, and was just completely miserable and grumpy.  Even the crowds, who were awesome, weren't doing much to help me.  I started trying to figure out if I could drop out and walk back to the hotel from where I was.  Then I started thinking that I could just walk the rest of the way. I calculated I could walk the whole rest of the way and still finish under 6 hours.  Not a great time, by any stretch, but it was achievable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we made it into the Bronx and the people there were just fantastic.  They were loud, and fun, and dancing and really gave me a nice boost.  They got me running a little bit more but I still felt rotten.  Entering Manhattan again is also a really nice push because even though you still have about 6 miles to go, at this point you are heading towards the finish line and that makes it seem a little better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't maintain any consistant running so I was trying to walk as fast as I could and run as much as I could.  This was mostly on downhill sections, when somebody called my name (thank goodness this happened a lot), and when I spotted a photographer.  I was also aided many times by this gang of runners dressed as Darth Vader, Yoda, Chewbacca and Princess Leia.  I started out enjoying them but by this time Darth was getting very sloppy with his light sabre and he kept whapping people with it because he was trying to get around them or was just not paying attention.  He whapped me with it three or fourt imes and  he was so incredibly annoying that I kept having to run to get away from him.  He kept catching me though and then I'd have to run away again.  I hated him, but in retrospect, he really probably helped me quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By now I was closing in on Central Park and the last few miles of the course.  This is about when Nike+ decided I had run 26.2 miles so it started congratulating me.  I  love that it thinks I ran a 4:30 race when I was really struggling through some kind of death march.  That perked me up a bit, and I was in the park, which is filled with people and long downhill sections.  Awesome! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is also when I realized that my time wasn't nearly as terrible as I had feared.  By this time I had talked myself off the 6 hour ledge and was figuring that I'd probably finish more like 5:30, but I realized that while my 5 hour goal was out the window, it was still possible for me to beat my PR of 5:07.  Shocking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried running more but I was still not maintaining many long running periods.  Around here I started to think about Ryan Shay and was wondering where it was in the park that he had fallen on Saturday and tried my best to pull some inspiration from him too keep on going.  That helped.  Then I spotted the "1 mile to Go" sign and that reminded me of all the awesome Nike+ people, and that pushed me on a little bit, but then we exited the park and it got a little less exciting, and it got a lot more smelly (lots of horse manure from the carraige rides) and I couldn't run anymore.  I'd also figured out that I'd have to run an even 10 minute mile to finish with a PR and that really seemed impossible to me, so I figured I'd walk a little around here hoping for a strong finish up the last hilll and across the mat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't quite pull that off either, but I'm amazed to have come so close tothe PR time when I felt so bad for so much of the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They handed me my medal and I read the back of it which had this quote from Alberto Salazar:  &lt;strong&gt;"....a triumph of the will over all limits." &lt;/strong&gt;I actually cried when I read that.  I've never cried at the end of a race before but that got me.  Luckily, it was a very short burst ofwaterworks and they were all cleared up by the time I got my finisher's photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I find completely amazing is that the race was almost identical to the race I had in 2006 NY marathon.  But last year I felt prepared, and excited, and absolutely exhilerated for the whole race.  I had nothing but energy running to the finish line, I was practically jumping for joy! (Check out my athlinks profile picture -- that's just a few feet from the finish line at the marathon last year.)   I think the only real difference between the two races was the dialogue I was having inside my own head.  I was my own worst enemy....but I still ran my 2nd best marathon ever.  So all in all, I'm very happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I get about a week off before I start back on the training for Goofy.  Clearly I have my work cut out for me, but it's very obvious that I need to schedule a lot of long runs.  I'm solid over 13 but after that it's all downhill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the numbers people, here are the splits that were sent to me bythe athlete tracker:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Location Time Pace/mile&lt;br /&gt;5 Kilometers 0:35:04 11:17&lt;br /&gt;10 Kilometers 1:10:38 11:22&lt;br /&gt;15 Kilometers 1:46:14 11:23&lt;br /&gt;20 Kilometers 2:21:12 11:21&lt;br /&gt;Half-Marathon 2:28:58 11:21&lt;br /&gt;25 Kilometers 2:58:12 11:28&lt;br /&gt;30 Kilometers 3:34:59 11:31&lt;br /&gt;35 Kilometers 4:13:59 11:40&lt;br /&gt;40 Kilometers 4:53:05 11:47&lt;br /&gt;Finish 5:18:24 12:08  -------------  This is confusing.  I think the 5:18 must be the clock time but all the other splits seem like chip times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-1615893637073546700?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/1615893637073546700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=1615893637073546700' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/1615893637073546700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/1615893637073546700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/11/new-york-marathon-race-report.html' title='New York Marathon - Race Report'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-7210212447544595333</id><published>2007-11-05T18:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T16:56:02.733-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York Marathon'/><title type='text'>"...a triumph of the will over all limits."  -- Alberto Salazar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/Ry-hcdYI36I/AAAAAAAAAIs/xZpSNBWzE34/s1600-h/PB050126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129496010892566434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/Ry-hcdYI36I/AAAAAAAAAIs/xZpSNBWzE34/s320/PB050126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5:09:08&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-7210212447544595333?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/7210212447544595333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=7210212447544595333' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/7210212447544595333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/7210212447544595333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/11/triumph-of-will-over-all-limits-alberto.html' title='&quot;...a triumph of the will over all limits.&quot;  -- Alberto Salazar'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/Ry-hcdYI36I/AAAAAAAAAIs/xZpSNBWzE34/s72-c/PB050126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-1271040653037213119</id><published>2007-11-01T16:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T16:16:07.881-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Men's Olympic Trials</title><content type='html'>There are so many interesting guys in this race it's like impossible to choose who will secure one of the top three spots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love Meb Keflezighi for some reason, but he's been a little off his game in his last few marathons.  However, I think his luck is going to turn around on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also rooting for Brian Sell since I find the whole concept of the Hanson's traning group fascinating and I really want them to succeeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is Ryan Hall, the young phenom and his opposite number Mbarak Hussein who is 43 years old!  43!  How can I not be rooting for a 43 year old guy to get into the Olympics?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then you have Abdi Abdirahman who is super fast and seems to be getting faster every time out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are probably a dozen more guys who could take one of the top three spots.   It's really an awesome field and I wish I could actually watch it in person but that's just not in cards for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-1271040653037213119?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/1271040653037213119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=1271040653037213119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/1271040653037213119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/1271040653037213119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/11/mens-olympic-trials.html' title='Men&apos;s Olympic Trials'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-528366893769230374</id><published>2007-10-31T10:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T11:03:50.869-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The 5 hour barrier - can I break it?</title><content type='html'>When I first signed up for New York this year my main goal was to finish under 5 hours.  I really don't care if I finish in 4:49:59 but I do really want to get in under 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my training has progressed, I've slowly convinced myself that getting in under 5 isn't really a realistic goal.  Since the Megatransect my miles have been somewhat scattered and my pace hasn't really been great.   I haven't even felt particularly good on my runs and I've mentally backed off the idea of breaking 5 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I spent a little bit of time with the online pace calculators trying to figure out what breaking 5 hours actually means.  Finishing in 4:59:59 means maintaining a 11:26 pace for the race.  Can I do that?  Probably but I'm really not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to &lt;a href="http://www.mcmillanrunning.com/rununiv/mcmillanrunningcalculator.htm"&gt;McMillan running calculator&lt;/a&gt; and plugged in some of my recent times to see what it thinks about my chances.  My most recent 1/2 marathon (virtual half) recorded by Nike+ was 2:21:26.  I don't think I was really that fast, but if I was, McMillan projects a 4:58:17 marathon time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My horrible feeling 18 mile run with the group took me 3:29 minutes and it was rough on me.  I walked A LOT and felt lousy for at least half of it.  That translates to 11:36 per mile and a 5:04 marathon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My most recent real 1/2 marathon was the PDR where I ran 2:23:16 and felt pretty decent but had some odd chafing issues that shouldn't be a huge problem during the marathon.  Plugging that time into McMillan yields a 5:02:09 marathon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bottom line is that I still don't think it's very likely that I'll finish New York under 5 hours.  But now I do think it's possible for me to match or maybe even improve my time from last year (5:07) and if all goes perfectly and I really stick with my plan of remaining with the 5 hour pacer at all times until the very, very, very end, then maybe I can do it.  Maybe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly I just want to enjoy myself but man, it would be really awesome to get under 5.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-528366893769230374?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/528366893769230374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=528366893769230374' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/528366893769230374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/528366893769230374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/10/5-hour-barrier-can-i-break-it.html' title='The 5 hour barrier - can I break it?'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-4733470284019224453</id><published>2007-10-30T14:51:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T15:03:56.949-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The women's race</title><content type='html'>I've been thinking aboout who I want to win the &lt;a href="http://www.ingnycmarathon.org/athletes/womenbios.php"&gt;women's race in New York &lt;/a&gt;since I can't win myself.  I'm checking out the list of women who are running and I'm torn between a few of them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="prokopcuka" name="prokopcuka"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jelena Prokopcuka&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; has won the last two years and if she wins on Sunday she'll be only the 2nd woman to win NYC three years in a row (the only other is Grete Waitz).  She'll also take home the big prize for the World Marathon majors.  I think she's super cute when she wins and I kind of love her dominating the race, so I think I'm rooting for her repeat victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="radcliffe" name="radcliffe"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paula Radcliffe&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;is pretty awesome, she's the World Record holder three times over, and this will be her first race in about two years (she's been off having a baby and recovering from a broken sacrum).  She's also won 6 of the 7 marathons she has run (the other was the memorable DNF at the Olympics).  A victory in New York would be a pretty awesome comeback.  I like Paula because she congratulates me after every one of my runs (thanks, Nike+) and is always telling me what a great job I'm doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="ndereba" name="ndereba"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Catherine Ndereba&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I like because she has such a cool name and cool nickname "Catherine the Great" and she's nipping at Paula's heels in the World Record race.  Plus, she trains here in Valley Forge so I feel like she's my buddy even though I've never actually seen her in person.  She's finished on the podium in 16 of her 17 marathons so I expect she'll be doing well on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, is &lt;strong&gt;Gete Wami&lt;/strong&gt; , I have to admit I've never heard of her until today but I should have because she's currently in the lead of the World Marathon majors competition and if she wins on Sunday she'll win the prize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't much care about the men's race because I'm more interested in the Men's Olympic trials on Saturday.  More on that later but right now I really need to do some work.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-4733470284019224453?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/4733470284019224453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=4733470284019224453' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/4733470284019224453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/4733470284019224453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/10/womens-race.html' title='The women&apos;s race'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-7142396378077780451</id><published>2007-10-30T14:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T14:31:16.924-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Me &amp; Lance, together again November 4th</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/Ryd4V9YI35I/AAAAAAAAAIk/-jGfpsLVKOw/s1600-h/lancesolopsd_psd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127199019432992658" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/Ryd4V9YI35I/AAAAAAAAAIk/-jGfpsLVKOw/s320/lancesolopsd_psd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/Ryd4SNYI34I/AAAAAAAAAIc/ZirYCVyjmoE/s1600-h/pdr2007_me1small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127198955008483202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/Ryd4SNYI34I/AAAAAAAAAIc/ZirYCVyjmoE/s320/pdr2007_me1small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wear Yellow and take to the streets of NYC on November 4th!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bring your Marathon bib to Niketown New York, Macy's Herald Square, Paragon Sporting Goods, or Long Island and New Jersey area Dick's Sporting Goods November 1st - 3rd to receive your FREE Nike Dri-Fit LIVESTRONG Yellow Race-Day top (available in both men's and women's sizes), a $45.00 value!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 Lucky runners caught wearing their shirt on race day will win an autographed LIVESTRONG shirt...signed by Lance himself! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-7142396378077780451?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/7142396378077780451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=7142396378077780451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/7142396378077780451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/7142396378077780451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/10/me-lance-together-again-november-4th.html' title='Me &amp; Lance, together again November 4th'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/Ryd4V9YI35I/AAAAAAAAAIk/-jGfpsLVKOw/s72-c/lancesolopsd_psd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-359210263853354579</id><published>2007-10-26T09:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T09:33:36.720-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking about the weather</title><content type='html'>That's all I can do these days.  The ideal forecast of 47 and sunny is now 63 and rainy.  I know it's too hard to predict this far out but I really don't want it to rain.  That stinks for everybody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-359210263853354579?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/359210263853354579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=359210263853354579' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/359210263853354579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/359210263853354579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/10/thinking-about-weather.html' title='Thinking about the weather'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-157435365903117267</id><published>2007-10-23T10:22:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T10:24:08.340-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice weather for New York!</title><content type='html'>The first glances at Accuweather are looking pretty favorable for race day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="detailLink" href="http://www.accuweather.com/adcbin/public/premium_benefits.asp?partner=accuweather&amp;amp;traveler=1&amp;amp;zipChg=1&amp;amp;zipcode=10001&amp;amp;metric=0" target="_blank"&gt;Saturday&lt;/a&gt;, Nov 3&lt;br /&gt;Partly sunny&lt;br /&gt;Low: 34 °F&lt;br /&gt;High: 47 °F&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="detailLink" href="http://www.accuweather.com/adcbin/public/premium_benefits.asp?partner=accuweather&amp;amp;traveler=1&amp;amp;zipChg=1&amp;amp;zipcode=10001&amp;amp;metric=0" target="_blank"&gt;Sunday&lt;/a&gt;, Nov 4&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine and some clouds&lt;br /&gt;Low: 34 °F&lt;br /&gt;High: 47 °F&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The waiting around at Fort Wadsworth might be pretty brutal but the running should be good.  I need to get out and find some hand-warmers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-157435365903117267?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/157435365903117267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=157435365903117267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/157435365903117267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/157435365903117267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/10/nice-weather-for-new-york.html' title='Nice weather for New York!'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-1509763277593188920</id><published>2007-10-22T14:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T14:39:59.863-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dumbledore is gay?</title><content type='html'>I can't believe he's gay.  I always thought that he was secretly married to Professor McGonigle! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why JK decided to drop that bombshell? She was already in hot water with all the conservative types who found the magic offputting so this is really going to send them over the edge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just sad to hear that he had his heart broken by that awful Grindelwald.  It's as sad as hearing about how Tim Gunn had his heart broken 20 years ago (or more!) and hasn't had a relationship since.  Poor Tim and Albus!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-1509763277593188920?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/1509763277593188920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=1509763277593188920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/1509763277593188920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/1509763277593188920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/10/dumbledore-is-gay.html' title='Dumbledore is gay?'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-1495965982442600832</id><published>2007-10-22T09:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T09:16:38.110-04:00</updated><title type='text'>4 miles a day</title><content type='html'>By the way, no sooner did I decide to run/walk 4 miles a day that I started skipping days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday I came up with the total miles of 4.1 and I went to VF to run the loop.  When I arrived I realized I didn't have sneakers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, we had rain and thunderstorms most of the day, plus I had a headache bad enough to send me home from work AND somebody stole my credit card.  Fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I ran with the girls so I logged 4.5 for the day!  Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, I did the virtual half plus an extra 1.3 warm up miles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should have run: &lt;strong&gt;16.4 miles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually ran: &lt;strong&gt;18.9 miles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today (Monday) I actually have my sneakers, so I should be good for a mile or maybe two at lunch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-1495965982442600832?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/1495965982442600832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=1495965982442600832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/1495965982442600832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/1495965982442600832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/10/4-miles-day.html' title='4 miles a day'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-4959103985981599980</id><published>2007-10-22T09:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T09:12:01.137-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Water Stop /  N+WM Virtual Half marathon</title><content type='html'>We manned the water stop at mile 16 / 20 for PhillyFit's 21 mile run on Saturday.  I was really a lot of fun and I was very happy to see so many happy faces in contrast to the miserable, stiff, grouches who were finishing up their 18  miles last week.  There was much improvement and good spirits and a few people decided to take the plunge for the full marathon.  Very exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran a short 2 mile out and back with a couple of my friends to pick up an easy four miles for the day.  It felt great to be able to do that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday,  I got up to run the Nike+ Women's Virtual Half marathon.  This was my last long run and I was hoping to feel and perform better than I did at the 18 mile run last week.  That run killed my legs until Wednesday!  It was terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was a perfect running day: sunny, cool, breezy.  I ran on the Perikiomen trail, Schuylkill River Trail, and the Valley Forge loop (why did I decide that adding 6 miles of hills to the middle of the run would be a good idea?) and I felt great the whole way.  My bizarre belly button chafe re-appeared  -- I can't figure out what's causing this.  nothing seems obvious to me -- but other than that the run was pain free.  Monday morning, I felt like I hadn't done a thing, which is exactly what I was hoping for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran at an easy pace, walked on the hills when I had to, but tried to run as much as I could throughout the whole thing and I was thinking so much about New York and how things would be on race day.  I really can't wait for the race.  I hope I can have a good day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-4959103985981599980?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/4959103985981599980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=4959103985981599980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/4959103985981599980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/4959103985981599980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/10/water-stop-nwm-virtual-half-marathon.html' title='Water Stop /  N+WM Virtual Half marathon'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-1648323519884580677</id><published>2007-10-18T16:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T16:10:40.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'>4.1 miles a day - can I get it done?</title><content type='html'>When I first signed up with Nike+ (January 1, 2007) I joined a challenge that was to run 1001 miles in one year.    I just calculated the status of my efforts and I'm tantalizingly close but I'm still not sure that I'll be able to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of now I have logged 693.51 miles for the year.  That means I have to run (or walk) 4.1 miles per day for the rest of the year to make it to 1001.   I think I can do that.  I might not like it, but I think I can do it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I'm heading to VF so as long as the daylight lasts I should be getting credit for a full loop: 5.5 miles.  That would put me 1.4 miles ahead of schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm guessing I'll get about 6 miles or so for Urban Dare on Saturday - that's 2 extra miles and then I'll get 9 extra miles on Sunday when I run the virtual half marathon.  So by next week I'll only have to do 3.9 miles a day for the rest of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be a nifty little sub-challenge, isn't it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-1648323519884580677?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/1648323519884580677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=1648323519884580677' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/1648323519884580677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/1648323519884580677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/10/41-miles-day-can-i-get-it-done.html' title='4.1 miles a day - can I get it done?'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-4896694834275165223</id><published>2007-10-16T09:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T09:32:46.825-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Orange Start Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RxS9DnE0WVI/AAAAAAAAAH8/JGIsgFfmcdY/s1600-h/Letter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121926545953544530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RxS9DnE0WVI/AAAAAAAAAH8/JGIsgFfmcdY/s400/Letter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RxS813E0WTI/AAAAAAAAAHs/lrsKYNk2s18/s1600-h/Letter.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The marathon is almost here!  It's really pretty awesome to come home from work and find this in your mailbox.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sister and I both have very similar numbers and we're both in the Orange start.  That's exciting for her since she was in the green start last time and has never been on the top of the bridge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My legs feel better today and I'm looking forward to running again tonight.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only 18 days to wait........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-4896694834275165223?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/4896694834275165223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=4896694834275165223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/4896694834275165223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/4896694834275165223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/10/orange-start-again.html' title='Orange Start Again'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RxS9DnE0WVI/AAAAAAAAAH8/JGIsgFfmcdY/s72-c/Letter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-1537661545326984503</id><published>2007-10-15T09:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T09:20:45.121-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouch, Ouch, Ouch!</title><content type='html'>I ran 18 miles on Saturday instead of the 20 on my schedule.  It was about 6 miles too many for my poor legs.  I am really paying the price for all my resting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't really run much in the last few weeks -- at first to save my legs for the Megatransect and then to recover from it.  I've done walking but very little running.  Saturday had the PhillyFit group doing 18 miles on a paved trail -- not the normal gravel/dirt trail we usually use.  I think the combination of time off, increased milage and different surface created a perfect storm for sore legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Melinda was an awesome cheerleader and kept me from throwing in the towel at mile 12 when we passed our cars and could have bailed out on the long run.  She also kept me from totally walking in the last three miles like I wanted to.  I did walk the last half mile, but other than that I tried my best to do the run/walk shuffle.  There were three of us who were really struggling at the end (Melinda wasn't struggling at all -- she was just super patient with the three of us who were!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my legs were  hurting Saturday afternoon.  On Sunday my quads were in bad shape. Steps were like torture.  I haven't felt like this in a long time.  Today they are a little better but still sore.  I'm worried about New York.  I know I can cover the distance but it's going to be pretty hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-1537661545326984503?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/1537661545326984503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=1537661545326984503' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/1537661545326984503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/1537661545326984503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/10/ouch-ouch-ouch.html' title='Ouch, Ouch, Ouch!'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-1477801323312866952</id><published>2007-10-10T10:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T11:00:30.126-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Not much to report</title><content type='html'>I don't have much going on to report since the Megatransect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the weekend I decided to sleep late instead of getting up early to run and wound up taking a 7 mile walk instead of doing my scheduled run.  Sunday my legs weren't really into running either so I did a 20 mile bike ride instead.  I think those were good decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday I did some walking but was cut short by thunderstorms and I don't know what the rest of the week holds for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, though, is my 20 mile run in prep for New York.  This should certainly be interesting -- but the good news is that the weather should be ideal for the long run.  Here's hoping my poor legs can handle it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-1477801323312866952?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/1477801323312866952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=1477801323312866952' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/1477801323312866952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/1477801323312866952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/10/not-much-to-report.html' title='Not much to report'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-5576550109559168612</id><published>2007-10-01T14:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T14:30:41.902-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='race report'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='megatransect'/><title type='text'>Bald Eagle Mountain Megatransect - Race Report</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RwFC_XE0WII/AAAAAAAAAGQ/BRbwT_jdbtw/s1600-h/StartFinish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116444307963009154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RwFC_XE0WII/AAAAAAAAAGQ/BRbwT_jdbtw/s200/StartFinish.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Despite that awful picture I posted, the Megatransect is really a pretty amazing event. The folks who organize it do a great job and the volunteers were all over the place making things go smoothly for the runners/hikers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night we got to the start/finish area to collect our goodie bags and race numbers. We were greeted with music, a nice fire, and food. They had typical happy hour stuff: cheese and crackers , chips and dip, salsa, some pizza squares, and some mini meatballs and some other kind of sausage type thing. Good snacks but not a real meal. It also looked like there was beer and wine, soda and Red Bull, but I was only interested in the water. Lots of runners were camping out and socializing at the pre-race party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The goodie bag was fine – nothing too exotic but Brian did get lucky and found a really nice nalgene bottle in his bag. There were also some Clif bar samples and some Hammer Gel in the bag. On the table of food there were also boxes of Hammer Gel and the Hammer version of e-caps with signs that said “Take as many as you want”. So I helped myself to a couple of each flavor. I haven’t tried them out yet but it will be fun to finally have a new gel in the rotation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also included a nice gray Asics tech shirt with the logo on the left breast. It’s a very nice shirt –much like my shirt from the New York Marathon. I was hoping for something a little more flashy since this is such a strange event but it’s fine. I was a little jealous of the guys wandering around camp with the long-sleeved cotton shirts from years past because those had nice elaborate designs. Oh well. It’s not about the shirt, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RwFDXHE0WJI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gDjdDnLcqeY/s1600-h/1464682093_4369f3f57d_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116444715984902290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RwFDXHE0WJI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gDjdDnLcqeY/s200/1464682093_4369f3f57d_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saturday morning, we were up and out before the sun rose. We arrived at the start/finish area and had time to collect our chips, use the rest room (indoor, yay!) and have some breakfast. I had some scrambled eggs to augment the Oatmeal-to-Go bar I had eaten in the car. They also had two big pots of oatmeal (one with raisins, one without) and a ton of bagels and cream cheese and peanut butter. It also looked like they had coffee and maybe juice but I’m not 100% sure. At this point, you could even see the pigs cooking away for later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the sun rose, and 7am approached, the race director addressed the crowd, thanked us for coming and did a quick survey to &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RwFA9XE0WFI/AAAAAAAAAF4/GdRvJQLl_24/s1600-h/nowhiningCrop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116442074580015186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RwFA9XE0WFI/AAAAAAAAAF4/GdRvJQLl_24/s320/nowhiningCrop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;see who was returning for their 5th time (a shockingly high number) and how many were attempting the Mega for the first time. It seemed like at least half of the group were first timers. After that they wished us luck, started to play the Rocky Theme and then somebody shouted&lt;strong&gt; GO&lt;/strong&gt; and we were off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take note of Brian's Camelbak in the photo. If only we had known what was ahead of us, he never would have dared to wear that sign!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first three miles are on paved road through a little town and it leads to the base of the mountain and the first big climb. At this point most people were just walking at a decent pace -- the runners were out of sight right off the bat. We were sizing up the competition and didn't see anybody particularly scary. I'd seen some seriously fit women during breakfast and in the ladies room but I was sure they were at the front of the pack. The folks in the back looked like us -- just normal people. Some old, some young, some a little pudgy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We thought we'd be able to hang with this group. HA! We stopped along here for a brief - like maybe 5 minutes - of stretching and they left us in the dust. We caught a few people by the time we got to the first climb, called the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ultrahike.com/map/jumpup.html"&gt;Jump Up&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, but we lost what little ground we had gained as we ran into a little bit of trouble getting our hiking poles to lock into place. So, we started up the mountain in close to last place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The climb up the mountain is just beyond brutal. They warn you that it's steep but it's worse than you think it can be. I don't know how anybody could do it without poles. It's like completely straight up the slippery, muddy, side of a mountain. We were actually able to pass a couple of people here who were just huffing and puffing beyond belief. We were huffing and puffing too, but we did get up to the top. I was slightly encouraged here because I knew it was hard but I could tell I didn't feel quite as bad as some of the other people around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RwFEtXE0WKI/AAAAAAAAAGg/XJZClDOV2QU/s1600-h/UsTopJumpUp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116446197748619426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RwFEtXE0WKI/AAAAAAAAAGg/XJZClDOV2QU/s200/UsTopJumpUp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a really hideous close up of us at the top of the Jump Up. You can totall see how sweaty and gross we were already. We have 21 miles to go! At least we're smiling. That didn't last much longer. On the next stretch of trail, which was made of up of gradual rolling hills on super rocky and slippery terrain (so tricky that a few times I felt the rocks starting to pull my shoes off!) that Brian says "I'm not having fun". Behind us I can hear another couple talking and the woman asks the guy what his Garmin is saying about pace. We're moving at 1.9 miles per hour. We haven't even reached mile 6. This is when I had my first gel in anticipation of what was to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 6 is the Boulder Field called the &lt;a href="http://www.ultrahike.com/map/baldspot.html"&gt;Bald Spot&lt;/a&gt;. We're greeted at the base by a group of volunteers who offered us encouragement, advice and candy. We made a mistake here and didn't pack up our poles so we spent the next hour or so climbing up the boulder field and handing them off to one another. This part is hard, but it's actually fun. The views are really quite spectacular and since there were no snakes (at least not that I saw) it was enjoyable. Really hard, but enjoyable!&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RwFbFnE0WRI/AAAAAAAAAHY/puxDO1XwKFQ/s1600-h/boulders.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116470803616258322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RwFbFnE0WRI/AAAAAAAAAHY/puxDO1XwKFQ/s320/boulders.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture is taken maybe a quarter of the way up the boulder field. You can see the brown patch in the center of the photo - that's where the volunteers were and the woman in the picture (she's on the left and she kind of blends into the rocks) is one of the people we were able to pass on the Jump Up. She eventually had to drop out of the race because she couldn't make it to the Checkpoint before the cut-off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RwFOgXE0WOI/AAAAAAAAAHA/8yAWtiALQSQ/s1600-h/meBoulders2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116456969526597858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RwFOgXE0WOI/AAAAAAAAAHA/8yAWtiALQSQ/s320/meBoulders2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The views from here were incredible and this part was well worth doing. What's the reward for making it to the top of a mile of boulders?&lt;br /&gt;A trip on the technical, rocky &lt;a href="http://www.ultrahike.com/map/crossover.html"&gt;Crossover&lt;/a&gt; that race descriptions call the part of the course most likely to cause a twisted ankle! If you look in the photo to the left you might see some people wearing red shirts. The girl that was part of that couple fell three times during the descent on the Crossover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last we came upon the first aid station/checkpoint and were rewarded with a variety of sports drink (Gatorade, PowerAde, Heed) and water. They also had tons of food: fig newtons, bananas, oreos, chocolate chip cookies, gel, peanuts, m&amp;amp;ms and more. I ate a section of banana, and a fig newton and had some gatorade. Our brief lift at arriving here was ruined when runners started passing going in the other direction -- they were at mile 18 and we had barely reached mile 7. We had until 12:15 to make it to the first official Checkpoint at mile 10.2 and we had about an hour and a half to do it. Time to hustle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily this section is kind of an old rutted dirt road and we were able to power walk and jog along here to make up some time. About a half mile from the Checkpoint we found a runner who was lost - she had been running around in circles and couldn't find her way to the aid station. We showed her the way but had to keep moving, hoping that she would keep us in her sights. She did manage to make it to the cut off in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at the Zindel Park checkpoint with abou 15 minutes to spare. We were able to take a port-a-potty break, refill the Camelbak (I was carrying 70 oz. of Gatorade in mine. Here I was about 3/4 through it and I topped it off with water), and get some snacks. I drank two or three cups of Gatorade, ate a small cup of peanuts, a small cup of Raisinettes, and a half of peanut butter sandwich on wheat bread. I can't even begin to list all of the food options they had here. PB&amp;amp;J, Just PB on both wheat and white bread. Cookies and candies of all sorts. Awesome spread and lots of it! With a warning that we had just 7 minutes to leave before the cut off we, made our way across the chip mat. Our band of back-of-the-packers included: me &amp;amp; Brian, the couple in the red-shirts, Mr. Green shirt who had been close behind us since the Jump Up, and a family of three that was a mom &amp;amp; dad and a college age daughter. Brian joked here that our best possible outcome for the day was finishing DFL. And we'd be lucky to manage that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up was the newest and most difficult section of the race. It's called the Goat Path and it's a seemingly unending climb straight up a ridgeline and across the face of a cliff. It goes up and up and up and it tries as hard as it can to kill you. I stopped halfway up to ditch my long-sleeved shirt and to take some Tylenol 8-hour. My legs were feeling OK still but my wrists were killing me from the hiking poles. Our merry band of slow people were passing each other all over the place here - leapfrogging one another and then falling back again for one reason or another. It was just brutal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back down, on the section called the Lightening Bolt (it's terribly steep) Brian really started to suffer with IT band pain in his right knee. He was really struggling to keep a decent pace and talked to a couple of EMT guys who were along the course. I gave him some 8-hour and told him about a couple of stretches but nothing was really helping much. At about mile 13 the EMT guy told him that it was probably just pain from doing this unusual activity and that if he kept going he wasn't going to do permanent damage. He said everybody had been moaning about that downhill and that he'd probably be OK once the pills kicked in. Brian wasn't ready to quit yet (rats!) so he took an Ace bandage from the EMT and decided to press on and see if we could make the 3:45 cut off at the next checkpoint at mile 18.1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were waiting, all the people we knew passed us, and so did the lost lady, and an old guy with a pink bandana. Mr. 500, the guy with the Garmin who was going at 1.9 mile pace also passed us. He told us that his girlfriend had to abandon the race because she couldn't make the Zindel Park cutoff. We were officially in last place and in real danger of having to give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, the pills started to kick in and the terrain leveled off a bit and we were able to pick up a little bit of speed. We were hoping to make it to the next checkpoint,and thought we could, but we weren't sure. It would be close. Have you noticed that I don't have any pictures to post? That's because we couldn't spare a minute to take any we were so worried about not finishing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We passed the old guy with the pink bandana and the Lost lady and then we came upon a different lady in a red shirt and passed her just at the approach to &lt;a href="http://www.ultrahike.com/map/fleming.html"&gt;Fleming Way&lt;/a&gt;, another wickedly steep climb. On this climb we also caught up to Mr. Green Shirt and the Red shirt couple, and Mr. 500. We all wound up at the water stop at the top of Fleming Way but were sad that there was no water left. Thank goodness for the Camelbak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian took a minute to eat a protien bar here and then we started to book it as fast as we could along the flat section. We really did great here and passed everybody ahead of us, including the family of three who we hadn't seen since Zindel Park. Eventually though, we came across another downhill section that killed poor Brian. The leapfrogging started to happen again but we pulled ahead of the gang by the time we got to the 18 mile checkpoint. Along here I ate another gel and a Soy Joy bar. We were less than 15 minutes ahead of the 3:45 cut off when we arrived. The best part here was that we had reeled in another person! This was a new guy in a red shirt. I was so thrilled by this fact because I couldn't believe that nobody ahead of us had fallen off the pace. Finally we had reeled somebody in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This checkpoint was low on food by now, but they did have peanut butter and animal crackers as well as water and gatorade. I topped off my Camelbak again and chowed down on some animal crackers. Time was still ticking and we had to make it to the base of the &lt;a href="http://www.ultrahike.com/map/chilkoot.html"&gt;Chilkoot&lt;/a&gt; by 5 or we'd be swept. No time to waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the trail here was pretty but I'm not even sure. There was a stream along one side but mostly we were just like zombies moving along the trail trying to get where we needed to go. It was around 4:00 and we had until 5 to make to to the checkpoint and it was 2.5 miles away. We should be able to make it with ease but you can never be sure after you've been on the trail for nine straight hours. You heard me right -- nine hours! And just about every step of it you had to be concentrating on where to put your feet to avoid tripping and falling. You just can't imagine what it felt like. Luckily, my legs felt pretty good and I was in shockingly good spirits. I think I was just stunned that we were still moving along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last we got to the checkpoint and we were in the clear! It's only 4.4 miles to the end and one cheery volunteer kept saying "and three of them are flat". Unfortunately, that part wasn't true. Two of them were flat. The others were either brutal up hill, across rickety boulders with lots of weeds and bees, or an incredibly steep downhill made up of loose dirt and rocks that was a total knee killer. But I'm getting ahead of myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to the checkpoint first, but soon Mr. 500 and the red shirt couple caught up to us. We had a few more snacks (more raisenettes for me) and then quickly moved on. We couldn't wait to get done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Chilkoot starts with a trail so steep that the race people have installed a blue rope that you can use to pull yourself up. This is a shot of Mr. 500 heading up the rope. We let him go first while we stowed our poles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RwFZCXE0WPI/AAAAAAAAAHI/LZHj3Xl_fPY/s1600-h/bluerope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116468548758427890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RwFZCXE0WPI/AAAAAAAAAHI/LZHj3Xl_fPY/s320/bluerope.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This part was hard too but sort of fun in a bizarre way. What was at the top of the rope -- not so fun. This was another boulder field, only this one had smaller, more unstable rocks and also had a bunch of bees. It also tricked you because you got to the top, and there was a flat road, but then the boulders kept on going. &lt;strong&gt;I hate you, stupid boulders!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Towards the top a college kid was waiting and warning you steer clear of the bees nests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was nice, we were all joking about how slow we were but he was really nice and told us  how impressed he was that we were all sticking it out and getting through it. While we were here taking some pictures, the Dad from the family of three popped up over the top of the mountain surprising us all. He'd taken a different line up the mountain but he still made it. That was pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RwFaanE0WQI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/BXF1Mjv7p0U/s1600-h/topChilkoot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116470064881883394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RwFaanE0WQI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/BXF1Mjv7p0U/s320/topChilkoot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is us smiling before we begin the descent from hell. I don't know how Brian toughed it out here -- his poor knee was killing him every step of the way. We got passed by everybody here except for the Lost Lady, the old man with the pink bandana and the sweeper. It was so hard for him I wished I could have made it easier but there was no way down short of making some kind of makeshift sled out of our backpacks or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, at the bottom of this hill we were back on the pavement and with that came our ability to use the Turbo Boost to catch some people Brian's fastwalker ability came to him and I started to jog along side him and before you knew it we were passing the pair of Mr. Red Shirt and Mr. Green Shirt and then the red-shirt couple. Amazingly we were not going to finish in last place!! A small victory, but HUGE to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took everything I had to run (I can't even imagine how slow I was running) along that road to the finish. It seemed to go on forever even though it was only a couple of miles. I kept thinking to myself what good practice it would be for the final stretch of the New York Marathon and then I remembered that last year, along Columbus Circle I saw that guy ahead of me with the "I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me". That mantra got me over the finish line in Central Park and it did it for me again at the Megatransect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course between repeating the mantra in my head I would talk to Brian and my grouchy, miserable self was saying stuff like "we're not going to make it in 11.5 hours" and "they might not give us a medal" and stuff like that. I should have known that wouldn't happen because as we were running it in people were driving out of the campgrown beeping and waving at us and shouting encouragement from the windows. It didn't seem like the kind of crowd that would deny us medal for finishing a few minutes past the cut off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As luck would have it, we crossed in 11:38 just as the sun was setting. We were greeted by loud applause and a guy shook my hand as I finished and said "Congratulations, Megatransector!". Which made me think that's probably as close as I will ever get to hearing "You are an Ironman!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped and they handed us our medals and my legs were just shaking from being so tired. I've never had that happen before. This is certainly the hardest medal I've earned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RwFdi3E0WSI/AAAAAAAAAHg/BpEHlepTAhI/s1600-h/1001071538.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116473505150687522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RwFdi3E0WSI/AAAAAAAAAHg/BpEHlepTAhI/s320/1001071538.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were able to sit down and eat our awesome pork BBQ dinner with yummy peach/berry cobbler for dessert and I also scarfed down a couple of slices of Domino's pizza too. We watched the last few people finish: first the red-shirt couple about a minute behind us and then Mr. Red Shirt and Mr. Green Shirt finished together about 8 to 10 minutes after us and finally, about 20 minutes after us, Lost Lady and Pink Bandana guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hats off to all of them and to the absoultely mind-boggling fit people who finsished this crazy thing in 4 hours, and of course, all the other people who got through the ordeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think if Brian didn't have knee pain, and we didn't take pictures, we could have been at the very most an hour faster than we were and probably not that much ahead. We were just completely overmatched by the whole event and I'm really, really proud that we were able to stick it out and finish even though we were close to last. Brian especially impressed me since he had pain for at least half of the course. He's tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hung out and socialized for awhile after we ate and people seemed to be having a great time, drinking beer and talking and listening to the music. We were just beat so we headed back to the hotel (by way of Dairy Queen for some ice cream) and then snuggled into bed for some much needed rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a shocking thing: we slept for 9 hours -- less time than we were on the mountain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Monday now and my legs feel pretty good. My right calf is pretty sore still, but other than that, just typical soreness that you'd expect after a marathon. Brian's knee is feeling loads better and he's happy about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's the tale of the Megatransect. By far the hardest thing I've ever done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to say thanks to the Megatransect people who really put on a great event. It was hard for us, but it was really well done. The fault wasn't theirs, it was our inability to grasp just how intense this thing really is that did us in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the red shirt girl said at one point along the way "This is clearly for crazy people - not typical Outdoor enthusiasts." She couldn't be more right!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-5576550109559168612?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/5576550109559168612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=5576550109559168612' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/5576550109559168612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/5576550109559168612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/10/bald-eagle-mountain-megatransect-race.html' title='Bald Eagle Mountain Megatransect - Race Report'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RwFC_XE0WII/AAAAAAAAAGQ/BRbwT_jdbtw/s72-c/StartFinish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-2521509740021464443</id><published>2007-09-30T19:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T14:30:59.260-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='megatransect'/><title type='text'>Megatransect Report</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RwA5VXE0WEI/AAAAAAAAAFw/JllD5wrM1bY/s1600-h/P9290048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116152215827142722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RwA5VXE0WEI/AAAAAAAAAFw/JllD5wrM1bY/s320/P9290048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RwA0V3E0WDI/AAAAAAAAAFo/7MediaomHxs/s1600-h/P9290048.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think this photo sums up the Megatransect perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was on the course in the middle of a steep boulder field at about mile 20.5 of the race. That's how we all felt at that point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was the hardest thing I've ever done. Like sheer torture for most of the day. We finished in 11 hours and 38 minutes and just barely avoided coming in dead last. It took every ounce of determination we had to finish at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More details to come. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-2521509740021464443?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/2521509740021464443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=2521509740021464443' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/2521509740021464443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/2521509740021464443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/09/megatransect-report.html' title='Megatransect Report'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RwA5VXE0WEI/AAAAAAAAAFw/JllD5wrM1bY/s72-c/P9290048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-2129609487209141768</id><published>2007-09-26T12:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T12:40:18.883-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney Vacation Plan</title><content type='html'>This is turning into quite the busy trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/10  Arrive late in the day just in time for bed&lt;br /&gt;1/11  Expo / possibly the 5K at the Animal Kingdom&lt;br /&gt;1/12  Run half-marathon&lt;br /&gt;1/13  Run Marathon&lt;br /&gt;1/14  Sunset Safari + dinner at Jiko&lt;br /&gt;1/15  Fort Wilderness Segway Tour&lt;br /&gt;1/16  Do nothing (at last!)&lt;br /&gt;1/17  Aqua Seas Tour - (swimming/scuba in the Living Seas Tank)&lt;br /&gt;1/18  Do nothing again&lt;br /&gt;1/19  Fly home&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-2129609487209141768?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/2129609487209141768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=2129609487209141768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/2129609487209141768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/2129609487209141768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/09/disney-vacation-plan.html' title='Disney Vacation Plan'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-4834671846126435267</id><published>2007-09-26T11:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T11:45:56.614-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Obsessed with the Megatransect</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/Rvp-KnE0WBI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dXvaVNjky3o/s1600-h/daystar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114539047585601554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/Rvp-KnE0WBI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dXvaVNjky3o/s320/daystar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night I went to REI to get myself a new Camelbak. I have one that's small, and holds about 35oz of water and fits into the small of the back. I stopped using it once I took up running and figured it was about time I invested in a comination hydration system / backpack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've occasionally carried a pack while hiking on vacation. It tends to hold our lunches, water/gatorade and binoculars and camera. I use a pretty ratty backpack for this, and it doesn't have a lot of structure. I'm also the supplemental water supply -- meaning that I share the water that Brian carries in his 70 oz Camelbak. Sharing means that we have to stop when I need to drink because I either have to drink using his mouthpiece or I have to take off my pack to pull out a bottle. It's not very efficient.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since we're planning the long hike to the bottom of the Grand Canyon next year, I thought that this would be a decent time to invest in the hydration pack since I'll need it for the Megatransect too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bought a Camelbak Daystar that's cut for a woman. It's a cute blue color and it holds 70 oz plus has lots of room for other stuff. I even read in some reviews that it can hold several more liters of fluid in bottles in addition to the water bladder. That's good for the GC hike. I think that this is going to be a lot more comfortable for me at the Mega even though it's breaking one of the big rules -- don't do anything new on marathon day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The weather is still looking PERFECT for Saturday!  Fitness Index of 10!  The high is supposed to be 73 with an overnight low of 45.  Seriously, the best it could be.  I hope it's really true.  I'm still scared of this event but I don't know why.  I'm pretty fit, I can walk forever and I'm a fairly experienced hiker.  I have nothing to fear.  Except rattlesnakes.  (And they should be pretty sluggish from the overnight chill!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We can check in with the race folks on Friday night at the "welcome party".  I wonder what that's all about?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-4834671846126435267?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/4834671846126435267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=4834671846126435267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/4834671846126435267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/4834671846126435267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/09/obsessed-with-megatransect.html' title='Obsessed with the Megatransect'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/Rvp-KnE0WBI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dXvaVNjky3o/s72-c/daystar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-594678344479944627</id><published>2007-09-24T12:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T12:02:27.319-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Long Run</title><content type='html'>Horrible, horrible, horrible!  That's the only way to describe my 10 mile run on Satuday.  My legs felt like they weighed 400 pounds, I couldn't breathe and it decided to pour rain for a few miles in the middle of the run.  YUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only good thing about it was that it probably helped secure an Eagles win in NFL Runnerbowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more running for me until after the Megatransect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for a post on that subject.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-594678344479944627?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/594678344479944627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=594678344479944627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/594678344479944627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/594678344479944627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/09/weekend-long-run.html' title='Weekend Long Run'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-4001902920321363219</id><published>2007-09-24T11:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T12:01:01.337-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweater Update</title><content type='html'>I sent an e-mail to customer service about the cashmere sweater.  They want me to send it back using the prepaid return slip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a snit but I know it's the right thing to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good-bye pretty cashmere sweater!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-4001902920321363219?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/4001902920321363219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=4001902920321363219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/4001902920321363219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/4001902920321363219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/09/sweater-update.html' title='Sweater Update'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-3049716244510354624</id><published>2007-09-19T20:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T21:00:46.167-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Baseball</title><content type='html'>I've been thinking about baseball lately since the Phillies are making a run for first place and are only 1.5 games out of first and 1.5 out of the wildcard spot. It's interesting, even for somebody like me who doesn't normally follow baseball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I came across this story about the guy who bought the Barry Bonds 756 baseball at auction. He has a website and he's letting the public vote on what to do with the ball.  Your choices are: Send it to the Hall of Fame.  Have it branded with an asterisk and then send it to the hall of fame, or have it shot into space on a rocket. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a link so you can vote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vote756.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.vote756.com/marcecko/banners/banner_250.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose the Brand It option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news:  I did go to the park and had a very mediocre run (with tons of walking thrown in)  my legs weren't quite ready for all the downhills at Valley Forge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-3049716244510354624?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/3049716244510354624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=3049716244510354624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/3049716244510354624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/3049716244510354624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/09/baseball.html' title='Baseball'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-4587795746534694917</id><published>2007-09-19T15:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T15:18:30.121-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Running / Recovering</title><content type='html'>Today is typically an off day for  me but since Brian &amp;amp; I both had lingering stiffness in our legs yesterday we didn't meet at the park after work.   I did get out for a lunchtime walk but it was pretty slow and only about a mile and a half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is a perfect day to get out there and run (or walk) since the weather is good but I'm really busy at work and I don't know if I can beat the clock and get out of here before it gets too dark to run outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is our normally scheduled run in the park and I should easily be able to do it since I have a work-related class which will get me out a little earlier than usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really can't go tonight but I want to because I need the miles for the  NFL Runnerbowl challenge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really can't make up my mind!  A smart person with this problem would be WORKING at work instead of typing this silly blog post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-4587795746534694917?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/4587795746534694917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=4587795746534694917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/4587795746534694917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/4587795746534694917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/09/running-recovering.html' title='Running / Recovering'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-4427677546552832624</id><published>2007-09-19T15:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T15:11:21.118-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Call the fashion police!</title><content type='html'>I was shopping at &lt;a href="http://www.garnethill.com/"&gt;Garnet Hill &lt;/a&gt; (Awesome but super expensive company.  I check the Sale of the Day every day!) and I decided to splurge on a couple of skirts from their fall catalog.  I also added one of the 'sale of the day' items to my order - a plain black v-neck t-shirt that cost $16.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my box arrived it had the two skirts I'd ordered but instead of the t-shirt they sent me a black, v-neck, cardigan, cashmere sweater.  It's very nice and if my investigations on the website are correct, it costs $138.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's my dilemma:  Do I just consider myself lucky and keep it or do I contact them and try to give it back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am dying to keep it since it's nice, and it fits, but I think I feel too guilty to do it.  I just sent them an e-mail about it and I'm hoping they never respond so I can feel like I did the right thing and yet still get to keep the sweater.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-4427677546552832624?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/4427677546552832624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=4427677546552832624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/4427677546552832624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/4427677546552832624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/09/call-fashion-police.html' title='Call the fashion police!'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-8937669642273278476</id><published>2007-09-17T14:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T14:12:17.222-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My thoughts turn to the Megatransect....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check out the course profile. Is this enough to scare you away? It's scaring me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111237016809242130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/Ru7C_H29_hI/AAAAAAAAAE8/4EHlohOFm2E/s400/CourseProfile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping that there is a lot more of this: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111237231557606946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/Ru7DLn29_iI/AAAAAAAAAFE/f_jdGVIwnRM/s400/mega2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and a lot less of this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111237394766364210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/Ru7DVH29_jI/AAAAAAAAAFM/DvYOjOpdBNE/s400/mega1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-8937669642273278476?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/8937669642273278476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=8937669642273278476' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/8937669642273278476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/8937669642273278476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-thoughts-turn-to-megatransect.html' title='My thoughts turn to the Megatransect....'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/Ru7C_H29_hI/AAAAAAAAAE8/4EHlohOFm2E/s72-c/CourseProfile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-7198698246424216215</id><published>2007-09-16T16:53:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T14:31:43.606-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='race report'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philadelphia distance run'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='half-marathon'/><title type='text'>It's a Beautiful Day in Philadelphia!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/Ru2X4n29_fI/AAAAAAAAAEs/UD4iLo9AQdc/s1600-h/pdr2007medal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110908151163387378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/Ru2X4n29_fI/AAAAAAAAAEs/UD4iLo9AQdc/s320/pdr2007medal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Nice medal, huh? Course record for me at 2:23! Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm back from my half marathon today and I had a pretty good day overall. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's my race report done as a tribute to one of my favorite kids books (it's called Fortunately).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fortunately, Philadelphia was blessed with perfect race weather today! Beautiful blue sky, and sunny with a light breeze, in the low 50s at the start. Even now, at about 3:00, it's only in the mid-60s.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately, this gorgeous setting had me off and running way faster than my normal snail's pace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fortunately, I knew that was not good, so I tried really hard to force myself to slow down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately, that totally ruined my rhythm for the first 5 miles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fortunately, things started looking up when I spotted some friends and they kept me on track for the next 3 miles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately, they stopped at a port-o-john and I was on my own again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fortunately, the course takes a turn at mile 8.5 and heads into a long straightaway to the finish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately, my fashion choices started to backfire on me on this stretch. (Cute running skirt, why did you decide that today was a good day to chafe?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fortunately, I am too tough to let a little chafe ruin a PR for this course!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately, they moved the finish line this year so my finishing kick ran out of juice a little short of the finish like so it was really more of a finishing shuffle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fortunately, they still gave me a totally awesome medal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also Fortunately, my 15 year old niece did the race too and finished with her own PR of 2:16 and Mr. hmonkeyruns also finished with a PR. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pace Splits &amp;amp; times from the website:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5K: 10:40 33:07&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10K: 10:43 1:06:43&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10 mile: 10:55 1:49:04&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;overall: 10:59 2:23:49&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-7198698246424216215?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/7198698246424216215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=7198698246424216215' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/7198698246424216215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/7198698246424216215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-beautiful-day-in-philadelphia.html' title='It&apos;s a Beautiful Day in Philadelphia!'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/Ru2X4n29_fI/AAAAAAAAAEs/UD4iLo9AQdc/s72-c/pdr2007medal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-5940590953795766857</id><published>2007-09-10T11:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T11:28:12.264-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Very worried</title><content type='html'>I'm doing some more reading about the Megatransect.  I'm very worried. It's going to be so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really thought we were going to be off the hook!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-5940590953795766857?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/5940590953795766857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=5940590953795766857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/5940590953795766857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/5940590953795766857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/09/very-worried.html' title='Very worried'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-8343313609633836328</id><published>2007-09-10T08:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T09:09:09.682-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Different Sort of Weekend - Bikes &amp; hikes</title><content type='html'>I was completely frazzled by the end of the workweek and I also noticed that my right shin was feeling pretty sore so on Friday night I decided to skip Saturday's PhillyFit run.  I decided to cancel mostly because the run was being held downtown, at Kelly Drive, and that meant at least a 40 minute drive to get to the starting point instead of the usual 10 minute drive.  That was just a little too much sleep for me to give up so I opted for sleeping in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian had a plan to ride our bikes for awhile and then follow up with a walk but we wound up just riding our bikes.  We went about 15 miles, mostly on the flat, but there was at least one killer kill.  I found it pretty fascinating that I was able to pedal the bike to the same point on the hill before I had to walk it as I managed when I was running.  It's at least 3/4 of the way to the summit and probably more than that...maybe 4/5 of the way to the top.  The big difference was that when I was running, I probably didn't have to stop at all but I did when I caught the runner ahead of me.  It was a mental shift down not a physical one.  On the bike, I was ready to die by the time I got to that point....I really couldn't pedal anymore and it seemed like FOREVER before my HR came back down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it turns out there was a huge cycling event going on in Philadelphia on Saturday so there were tons of "real" cyclists out on that hill at the same time as us.  They were doing either 65 or 100 mile rides and I was happy to see that they were mostly struggling up (or even walking up) the hill and hurting nearly as much as me.  These are people with might lighter bikes and more cycling experience than I have.  Of course, they'd also ridden at least 40 miles at that point, so I suppose they were in a different spot than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we finished our ride, we were starving and it was pretty hot out so we just blew off the walking segement of our workout.  That was OK with me because we had a plan to go hiking on Sunday and I really didn't want to stress my sore shin because of the Distance Run coming up next weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday we went out for a test hike to see if Brian's hip would be cooperating enough for us to still do the Megatransect at the end of the month.  It wasn't 100% but I think he did well enough for us to do the hike.  We were out at French Creek for about 3 hours and we tested out our new trekking poles and stuff.  All in all, a good day.  Today my wrists and hands are sore from the poles but other than that I think I really liked them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post hike we came home and watched that horrible Eagles game on Tivo.  I think I could field punts better than those guys.  Tonight I plan to watch the Men's final of the US Open even though I already know what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On schedule this week:  a couple short runs plus some walking to rest for the Distance Run on Sunday.  The early weather forecast looks awesome -- sunny with a high of 68!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-8343313609633836328?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/8343313609633836328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=8343313609633836328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/8343313609633836328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/8343313609633836328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/09/different-sort-of-weekend-bikes-hikes.html' title='Different Sort of Weekend - Bikes &amp; hikes'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-8513804615423835875</id><published>2007-09-04T09:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T12:27:40.674-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='race report'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock &apos;n&apos; roll half marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='course record'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='half-marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='virginia beach'/><title type='text'>Rock'n'Roll Half Marathon -  personal Course Record</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/Rt1h7lrGHjI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EgONLiQqeAg/s1600-h/RnrHalfmedal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106345228861054514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/Rt1h7lrGHjI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EgONLiQqeAg/s320/RnrHalfmedal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the Rock'N'Roll Half was on Sunday and once again the weather tried to kill me. Actually, the weather was probably the best we've seen for this race. I'd say it was in the low 70s when we started running, with a nice breeze, and relatively low humidity.  By the time I hit the finish it was probably just over 80.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had one and a half Oatmeal-to-Go bars with a small cup of Endurance for breakfast and sucked down a caramel PowerGel right before our corral started around 7:20. I wasn't wearing my fuel belt. I started the run with the 2:22 pace group and hung with them for the first half of the race but between mile 6 and 7 (Camp Pendelton) I faded, despite taking a gel at mile 5 with the specific intention of avoiding the doldrums at Camp Pendelton. I'm convinced that my fade was totally mental because while it was sunny in that section, there was a great breeze and I should have been able to run right through. Instead I slowed to a walk and kind of took stock of things. I didn't feel able to keep up with the pacers and according to my watch they were running close to a minute ahead of the pace and that was just too hard for me to maintain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, as we left the Camp I was a little bummed out that the neighborhood gang that usually has the best cheer station was missing. I guess their leader must have moved away. I did Ok on the return miles and walked over the bridge but I did manage to run on the roundabout section. I tried running as much as I could down Atlantic Ave but this section (about 2 miles) always seems to me like twice as far. I really wish they'd put a water stop in the middle of Atlantic Ave. I ate my last gel right before 10.2 when they handed out the free ones on the course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rounding onto the Boardwalk I still felt OK but I knew that there was no chance of hitting 2:22 but I knew that I would be unde 2:30 which was my primary goal for the day. The Boardwalk was really sunny, like usual, but there was a breeze blowing from behind and slightly off the ocean so it didn't feel as awful as it has in years past. I also knew that the whole distance was about 2 miles and that's really not far and that helped me feel better. At this point I was really feeling tired and I was thinking I was dehydrated, despite drinking at every water stop. I'm really used to taking in much more fluid on my long runs and I was beating myself up for not wearing my fuel belt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Along the boardwalk I also started to take extra cups of water to pour on my neck and back to cool me off a little and I did head into the misting stations when I saw them. I usually hate that kind of thing but at this race it feels really good and I know that even if my feet get wet, I'm really close to the finish line.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was playing this annoying game of pass and fade with a racewalker guy -- who was really awesome and kept an incredibly steady pace -- but I think I finally passed him for good about mile 12. It was around that time that my crazy Nike+ decided that I'd finished the race. There's nothing quite as pesky as hearing a voice tell you that you're all finished when you have more than a mile left to run!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ran it in, and felt pretty strong in the last quarter mile or so. My final time is 2:25:16, which is about a 9 minute improvement over last year (2:34:11) and is by far my best time on this course. I probably could have been more disciplined and run more in some sections when I let my brain get the best of me, and I think I would have run better if I had my fuel belt (if only for a security blanket). My point is that I might have shaved a minute or two of the 2:25 but there was no way in the world I could have bested my PR of 2:19 yesterday, and therefore I'm pretty satisfied with my overall race. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm hoping to do better at the PDR in 2 weeks but we'll see. I'll be wearing my fuel belt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They served Accelerade on the course, which I actually liked quite a lot, I just don't think I drank enough of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blogger is going crazy and is squishing this whole message into one giant paragraph even though when I look at it in the editor it has normal paragraph spacing. Hopefully that will sort itself out and this post will be more readable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-8513804615423835875?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/8513804615423835875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=8513804615423835875' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/8513804615423835875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/8513804615423835875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/09/rocknroll-half-marathon-personal-course.html' title='Rock&apos;n&apos;Roll Half Marathon -  personal Course Record'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/Rt1h7lrGHjI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EgONLiQqeAg/s72-c/RnrHalfmedal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-4321958113314691014</id><published>2007-08-29T08:51:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T08:56:08.035-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Easy Run (not so easy) and race prep</title><content type='html'>I went for my typical Valley Forge run last night but since my fuel tank was very low (I forgot to bring a pre-race snack) I found myself struggling at times and did more walking than normal.  I guess that's OK since I shouldn't be knocking myself out since I really hope to have a good race in Virginia Beach on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear that the weather in Virginia Beach is supposed to be great this weekend (Weather Channel Fitness Comfort Index of 8 for race day!)  and I hope that means that I won't get killed by the humidity like I normally do at this event.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to decide how to pace myself and what I want to shoot for but I think the best idea is just to go with the flow, see how it shakes out in the second half, but think about running a PR race at the Distance Run in Philadelphia when the weather is almost sure to be better for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll try to run with the 2:22 pacer and see how that goes.  My major plan is to finish under 2:30, hopefully under 2:25 and on a perfect day, under 2:19 for a PR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-4321958113314691014?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/4321958113314691014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=4321958113314691014' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/4321958113314691014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/4321958113314691014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/08/easy-run-not-so-easy-and-race-prep.html' title='Easy Run (not so easy) and race prep'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-4925724504049702644</id><published>2007-08-27T13:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T09:13:30.440-04:00</updated><title type='text'>LiveStrong Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RtHBuVrGHiI/AAAAAAAAAEc/5027FXhegl4/s1600-h/P8260013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103072854623526434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RtHBuVrGHiI/AAAAAAAAAEc/5027FXhegl4/s200/P8260013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What a totally fun day! I am dying to run out to the bike store to buy a road bike so I can be in this even on a bike next year. It was still cool on foot, but the runners really were just sidekicks to the main participants on bikes. I look really nerdy in that picture, I know! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day had a 5K run and walk plus 10, 40, 70 and 100 mile bike rides. There were thousands of particpants, mostly on bikes. Lance was there and I managed to get his photo when he was on stage but when he was 2 feet away on his bike, I only managed to catch his left arm. That's him riding right out of the frame. He's the one with the watch. I don't know who his unidentifiable sidekick is. (You can click on the picutes to make them bigger!)&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RtG8vlrGHfI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Wgipea9Rh_0/s1600-h/P8260029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103067378540223986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RtG8vlrGHfI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Wgipea9Rh_0/s200/P8260029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RtG9I1rGHgI/AAAAAAAAAEM/QvCSFNtfmBU/s1600-h/P8260030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103067812331920898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RtG9I1rGHgI/AAAAAAAAAEM/QvCSFNtfmBU/s200/P8260030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The weather was hot and humid but it was overcast in the morning, which was a blessing since the run was still hard even with the cloud cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a lot of pictures before during and after the event and you can see them all by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/gp/54544333@N00/518AM7"&gt;clicking this link to the slideshow&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how I did because I was struggling a little with the humidity and I stopped a few times to take photos. I did, however, run as fast as a I possibly could at the end from the point where I took this photo&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RtG-BlrGHhI/AAAAAAAAAEU/-UBuNFuEwrA/s1600-h/P8260055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103068787289497106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RtG-BlrGHhI/AAAAAAAAAEU/-UBuNFuEwrA/s200/P8260055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to the finish line which you can see if you look close -- it has to be no more than a quarter mile from the photo point. Maybe less. The point is that I ran hard enough at that point that the kid barely had time to unhook the timing thingie from my ankle before I totally hurled over the corral fence into the grass. I have done 20+ races and I've never even had a hint of throwing up from exertion before but here I was doing it for Lance. Crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend from work was here today too doing her very first 5k ever and she did great and had a great time. She was as excited as I'd hoped she be when she finished. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since is is all about fighting cancer, if you'd like to Donate some money to the Lance Armstrong Foundation you can do that by &lt;a href="https://www.kintera.org/faf/donorReg/donorPledge.asp?ievent=219860&amp;lis=1&amp;amp;kntae219860=854BD4A283A54F558A1FF227B4A6FD56&amp;supId=77548562"&gt;clicking on this link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The t-shirt we all got was neat too. It has the LiveStrong logo in the center and it's surrounded by these yellow words:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;LiveStrong means....&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;knowing not all heros wear capes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;LiveStrong means....&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;honoring my child with every mile &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LiveStrong means....&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;challenging myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LiveStrong means....&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;having the courage to take a walk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LiveStrong means....&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;defining my own finish line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LiveStrong means....&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;pushing through the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LiveStrong means....&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;having the courage to take a ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;LiveStrong means....&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;turning tears into sweat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LiveStrong means....&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;having the courage to go for a run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LiveStrong means....&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;channelling attitude into action&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LiveStrong means....&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;pedaling my heart out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LiveStrong means....&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;pounding the pavement to make a difference&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LiveStrong means....&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;knowing that courage is taking the first step&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LiveStrong means....&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;digging deep when I want to quit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;LiveStrong means....&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;knowing not all winners finish first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LiveStrong means....&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;being scared and showing up anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LiveStrong means....&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;believing in myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LiveStrong means....&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;knowing it's about the journey and not the finish line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LiveStrong means....&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;knowing I'm stronger than I thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LiveStrong means....&lt;/span&gt;never, never, never giving up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Unity is strength. Knowledge is power.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RtG7NFrGHeI/AAAAAAAAAD8/okvPWEcZVd8/s1600-h/P8260058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103065686323109346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RtG7NFrGHeI/AAAAAAAAAD8/okvPWEcZVd8/s320/P8260058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-4925724504049702644?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/4925724504049702644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=4925724504049702644' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/4925724504049702644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/4925724504049702644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/08/livestrong-challenge.html' title='LiveStrong Challenge'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RtHBuVrGHiI/AAAAAAAAAEc/5027FXhegl4/s72-c/P8260013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-6995388486369997763</id><published>2007-08-26T13:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T13:40:16.381-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Long Run - 10 miles</title><content type='html'>Blah!  Yesterday was gross.  We started the run at 7am and it was about 74 degrees and 100% humidity.  You heard me, 100% humidity.  I think Bobby Julich (yes, the real one from the Tour de France...I'll explain later) said it best when he said it was nasty like being in a rainstorm but without the actual rain.  The day would eventually heat up to the mid-90s and we had a heat index of 105 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian was at PhillyFit testing his hip for next week's race and I wasn't all that interested in running 12 miles with the group because of the icky weather and because I was running a 5K on Sunday morning at the LiveStrong Challenge.   We wound up doing a solid 10 and spent the rest of the day rehydrating and complaining about the oppressive heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went over to the LiveStrong Expo to pick up our numbers and stuff and it was just horrifyingly hot.  Just standing still in the sun had sweat just pouring off of you.  Even the inside of the gym where they were having the displays and handout was oppressively hot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobby Julich was at the expo  signing autographs and mixing with the people.  I've always liked him and I'm still a little sad that he didn't win the Tour when he had the chance and now I can say that he really is very nice.  I had nothing of interest to talk to him about, but he really spent time having actual conversations  with the people in line ahead of me and he sat outside (in a tent but it was still really hot) signing autographs for FOUR hours in 100 degree heat.   Lance wasn't doing that and it was his event!  I got my picture with him but I forget how to get to it so I probably won't post it here but I did meet him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now my exciting celebrity autograph collection is: Deena Kastor, Grete Weitz, and Bobby Julich.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-6995388486369997763?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/6995388486369997763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=6995388486369997763' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/6995388486369997763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/6995388486369997763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/08/saturday-long-run-10-miles_26.html' title='Saturday Long Run - 10 miles'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-4154799719441621010</id><published>2007-08-24T09:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T10:00:17.178-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday Walk/Run</title><content type='html'>We met at VF last night and did a test run on Brian's sore hip. He's trying to ease back into things and figure out if he'll be able to do the race next weekend at Virginia Beach.  He's looking positive but he's not sure.  I think PhillyFit tomorrow will tell the tale for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did mostly walking and then a slow run at the end up the big hill.  It wasn't a great run but it did help me clear out my head of some of the stress that's been building up at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm worried about tomorrow's long run since the high tomorrow is supposed to be 93. The heat index is 105 and the humidity is supposed to be pretty bad.  We have a 12 mile run scheduled and I'm not sure I want to tackle all 12 in such conditions -- it'll be cooler at 7am when we start but it's still probably going to be a hard day.  I don't know if I want to put myself through that with the race next weekend looming and with the Livestrong 5K on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But part of me really does want to run all 12 so I'll have a better idea what to expect next Sunday where I know conditions will probably be hot and humid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-4154799719441621010?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/4154799719441621010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=4154799719441621010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/4154799719441621010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/4154799719441621010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/08/thursday-walkrun.html' title='Thursday Walk/Run'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-2346802041157512034</id><published>2007-08-20T15:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T15:10:20.840-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Megatransect in Jeopardy!</title><content type='html'>We might not be able to go!  Brian is having a flare-up of his hip problems and I'm not sure he's going to have enough time to get better and put up enough training miles to tackle the Mega. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both really want to go but I don't think I'm brave enough to tackle the hills and snakes without him and I really don't want him to get hurt out on the course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-2346802041157512034?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/2346802041157512034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=2346802041157512034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/2346802041157512034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/2346802041157512034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/08/megatransect-in-jeopardy.html' title='Megatransect in Jeopardy!'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-1249924228532503479</id><published>2007-08-20T15:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T15:08:54.108-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Long Run - about 12 miles.</title><content type='html'>I had an absolutely great run on Saturday!  The weather was awesome -- very cool and no  humidity and the group went out for 9 miles on Forbidden Drive.  It was so easy it felt like half the distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran most of the 2nd half with a guy in the group who is also running at Virginia Beach and he's training for Marine Corps.  We decided to tack on a couple of extra miles and wound up running about three extra miles.  We had to cut it a little short since there was a pit bull on the loose on the trail.  The dog didn't seem mean, but it did run right up to us a couple of times, and while it stopped short of jumping up it seemed like it was pretty fiesty.  Not aggresive and scary, really, but since it was a pit-bull and it didn't have a collar, we weren't taking any chances so we turned around.  If it had been a lab or something, we probably would have kept on running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any event, the run was fabulous and other than being a little sleepy in the afternoon, it was like I hadn't done anything at all.  Way to go, legs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was super rainy so no running.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-1249924228532503479?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/1249924228532503479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=1249924228532503479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/1249924228532503479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/1249924228532503479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/08/saturday-long-run-about-12-miles.html' title='Saturday Long Run - about 12 miles.'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-4528257479583859840</id><published>2007-08-06T11:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T11:22:40.529-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Long Run - 10 miles</title><content type='html'>We were scheduled for 10 miles today and we went to Forbidden Drive for the run since the weather was supposed to be pretty bad.  The forecast was for mid-upper 90s with high humidity and while it wasn't quite that hot when we got started, it certainly was humid.  Blech!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not far into the run, maybe a mile or so, Brian stopped to do his normal stretching and since none of my normal running buddies were around I decided to stay with him.  That was probably a good idea since it was just shockingly humid and he wasn't having a great day so it was good for him to have a buddy to walk him in for the last mile or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually felt quite good during the parts of the day that I was running.  I took plenty of walk breaks and walked all of the last 2 miles, but while I was running I felt suprisingly strong considering the weather.  It gives me hope for VA Beach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our run we changed shoes and went for a short hike to give the Megatransect shoes a slight workout.  We were both kind of grumpy and not too into it though so we only went about 2 miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we broke out the bikes and went for a short, flat 10 mile ride.  This was a test for Brian's sore neck.  Hopefully it didn't set him back any and we'll be able to do some more riding.  There's an awesome bike trail where we're going this weekend (Pine Creek Gorge) so I hope we'll be able to get some cycling in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-4528257479583859840?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/4528257479583859840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=4528257479583859840' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/4528257479583859840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/4528257479583859840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/08/saturday-long-run-10-miles.html' title='Saturday Long Run - 10 miles'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-6795131680041832126</id><published>2007-08-03T10:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T11:03:36.735-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality Check - we need to schedule some big miles!</title><content type='html'>Last night, while we were walking the loop, Brian mentioned that we really need to be upping our miles before the Megatransect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a dope!  I've been so busy worrying about shoes, hiking poles, and water supply, that I didn't even consider the fact that it's 25 miles long!  Sure, 25 miles of hiking, stretched out over up to 11.5 hours, isn't quite 26.2 at your best effort, but a lot of it is uphill and no matter how you slice it, it's 25 miles!  We have to start making some changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news, is that our milage isn't so far off yet.  For instance, last week we probably should have put up 15 but we did 12 instead.  This week, the schedule counts 10 for both the group we run with and our Mega schedule.  Where we get into some trouble is when we should be putting up a 20 mile hike.  Our group is only doing 11 that day so I think we'll be on our own for sure.  The other thing is that it falls on the "off" week between Virginia Beach and the PDR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's how my next few months shake out - Long Runs only. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue is Mega miles, Green is NYC, Red is running group&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aug 4:    &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;12&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;10  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Aug 11:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;13&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt;   12 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Aug 18:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;13&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;12&lt;/span&gt;   9  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Aug 25:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;18&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;    12 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sep 1:&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;12&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;11 &lt;/span&gt;  8    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;  1/2 marathon VA Beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sep 8:     &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;21&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;15&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;11 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sep 15:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; 8&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt;  15    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1/2 marathon Philadelphia Distance Run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sep 22:   &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;13&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;10  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sep 28:&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;25  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;18  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13&lt;/strong&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Race Day! Megatransect&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oct 6:             &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;12&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Oct 13:&lt;/span&gt;           &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;21&lt;/span&gt;  12 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Oct 20:&lt;/span&gt;          &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; 8&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;21    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Urban Dare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oct 27:           &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;6 &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;November 4 - New York Marathon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and I also need to be planning for the Goofy Challenge!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-6795131680041832126?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/6795131680041832126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=6795131680041832126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/6795131680041832126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/6795131680041832126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/08/reality-check-we-need-to-schedule-some.html' title='Reality Check - we need to schedule some big miles!'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-6224025739663075155</id><published>2007-08-02T12:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T12:26:07.780-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Death-eaters at work?</title><content type='html'>I am a horrible person because the more I read about the bridge collapse in Minnesota, the more I keep thinking about the first chapter of the Half Blood Prince where Fudge is explaining to "the other minister" that it's Lord V. and the death-eaters who are causing all kinds of problems in the muggle world.  One of the primary examples is a completely unexplained bridge collapse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's such an awful, real-life thing that I feel guilty associating it with a book but I still can't stop thinking it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-6224025739663075155?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/6224025739663075155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=6224025739663075155' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/6224025739663075155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/6224025739663075155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/08/death-eaters-at-work.html' title='Death-eaters at work?'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-3197061800661688079</id><published>2007-08-01T16:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T16:11:11.371-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spending money is so easy on the Internet...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RrDoszgKQzI/AAAAAAAAAB0/vnqueQmEx-4/s1600-h/poles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093827034993017650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RrDoszgKQzI/AAAAAAAAAB0/vnqueQmEx-4/s200/poles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just blew about $300 in just about 5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First, I registered two of us for the Philadelphia Half-Marahon and then I bought a pair of "limited edition" hiking poles. Is that the most ridiculous way to spend money?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am pretty skeptical of the whole hiking pole thing but it seems as if most folks in the Megatransect use them and that they are highly reccommended for the Grand Canyon hike. I was shocked when I saw how expensive they were at REI. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, when I was over at the website for the &lt;a href="http://www.americanhiking.org/"&gt;American Hiking Society&lt;/a&gt; I saw these nifty limited run of LEKI poles that have the snazzy AHS logo on them (it looks like a boot print). I loved the cool print but the price tag is what really sold me. A bargain (HA!) at $67.50. The cheapest I saw at REI was $59 and that wasn't a LEKI, which seems to be the unquestioned best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully they'll arrive before we head up to the Grand Canyon of PA next week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-3197061800661688079?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/3197061800661688079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=3197061800661688079' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/3197061800661688079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/3197061800661688079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/08/spending-money-is-so-easy-on-internet.html' title='Spending money is so easy on the Internet...'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RrDoszgKQzI/AAAAAAAAAB0/vnqueQmEx-4/s72-c/poles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-9023766664672781886</id><published>2007-08-01T15:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T15:17:08.203-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A new medal! How could I have forgotten this?!</title><content type='html'>Do you believe that I forgot to report that our PhillyFit coaching team handed out medals at the end of our run on Saturday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was great.  It was a big fat gold medal on a ribbon that was even engraved with Philly Fit and the fact that we'd run 10 miles.  We got the medal after a particularly humid 12 mile run but the medal was for people crossing the 10 mile benchmark the week before.  It was very nice and I know a lot of our runners have never run that far before so it was especially nice for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were having a picnic after our run so the medals added a nice extra zing to the party atmosphere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-9023766664672781886?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/9023766664672781886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=9023766664672781886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/9023766664672781886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/9023766664672781886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/08/new-medal-how-could-i-have-forgotten.html' title='A new medal! How could I have forgotten this?!'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-1909581247383889394</id><published>2007-07-31T15:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T15:43:53.054-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Phantom Ranch</title><content type='html'>I'm going crazy thinking about the Grand Canyon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been talking about trying to book a trip to the GC with the focus of hiking down to the Colorado River and staying for a few nights at Phantom Ranch. It would be awesome! Unfortunately, I hear it's close to impossible to book such a trip for when we want to go. Rooms at the ranch can sell out in less than an hour. Tomorrow I need to be on the phone dialing like a mad woman to try to secure a reservation for late September 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure that I'm not going to get through to book a room. Which has me hunting all over the internet to find an outfitter who can produce the same trip for me. &lt;a href="http://www.theworldoutdoors.com/trips/gcrimtorimhiker.html#"&gt;I found one that seems ideal but it's super expensive&lt;/a&gt;. Still, a night at a North Rim Lodge, 2 nights at Phantom Ranch and then another night or two at a South Rim ranch. Sounds fantastic! Plus, they'll lug my gear and cook my food. I totally want to go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-1909581247383889394?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/1909581247383889394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=1909581247383889394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/1909581247383889394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/1909581247383889394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/07/phantom-ranch.html' title='Phantom Ranch'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-3257384806131045533</id><published>2007-07-30T15:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T15:50:47.708-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Group Run - 12 miles and shoe shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/Rq4_QzgKQwI/AAAAAAAAABc/rldEOdbXgGI/s1600-h/pinkSneaks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093077786538164994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/Rq4_QzgKQwI/AAAAAAAAABc/rldEOdbXgGI/s200/pinkSneaks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was dreading Saturday's run because the forecast said it was going to be really hot and humid. It was very humid, but it wasn't as hot as I'd feared so things went OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Nike+ went bonkers and decided I'd only run about 2.5 miles when really I'd gone at least 4 on the trail. I killed that workout and restarted and it seemed to work a little better but over all I only got credit for about 9 miles instead of 12. Very peksy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bought an awesomely cute pair of pink Saucony Triumphs on eBay but I suspect they are some kind of fakes because they were inexpensive and I've never seen pink ones on sale before. I love them though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also got a much uglier pair of Merrell Moab Ventilators too. These are for the Megatransect. Outside magazine says they're an awesome all purpose shoe. I really wanted the KEEN Targhee II because they were awesomely comfy and super cute (the picture isn't doing them justice) but they were so heavy compared to the Ventilators I just couldn't do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/Rq4_ujgKQxI/AAAAAAAAABk/a7PAeycZhXw/s1600-h/moabventilators.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093078297639273234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/Rq4_ujgKQxI/AAAAAAAAABk/a7PAeycZhXw/s200/moabventilators.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/Rq5AqDgKQyI/AAAAAAAAABs/Vh65-ka8J4Y/s1600-h/targhee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093079319841489698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/Rq5AqDgKQyI/AAAAAAAAABs/Vh65-ka8J4Y/s200/targhee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-3257384806131045533?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/3257384806131045533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=3257384806131045533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/3257384806131045533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/3257384806131045533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/07/saturday-group-run-12-miles-and-shoe.html' title='Saturday Group Run - 12 miles and shoe shopping'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/Rq4_QzgKQwI/AAAAAAAAABc/rldEOdbXgGI/s72-c/pinkSneaks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-1940974073242431532</id><published>2007-07-27T15:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T15:38:27.649-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First sign of success!</title><content type='html'>I've been putting up a lot of miles but I haven't really seen any clear signs of progress until my run last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made it up the hill from hell at VF.  I hate that stupid hill and I remember when I thought that I would never, ever be able to run all the way up it.  I overcame that last summer but have been really challenged by this hill all over again this year.  Until last night when I got right up it without even thinking of stopping! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I didn't make it all the way around the loop without stopping. The brutal approach to the visitor's center after the big downhill gets me every time.  That's the next goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is 12 miles with PhillyFit.  I'd be looking forward to it except it's going to be hot and very humid and possibly raining.  What a lovely combo!   I guess it'll be good training for Virginia Beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I'm doing a lot of research about hiking to the bottom of the Grand Canyon.  It seems like it might be impossible to get a reservation at Phantom Ranch, which is what I really want to do, so I might have to consider actualy backpacking and camping.  Yikes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-1940974073242431532?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/1940974073242431532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=1940974073242431532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/1940974073242431532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/1940974073242431532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/07/first-sign-of-success.html' title='First sign of success!'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-3765593483529092061</id><published>2007-07-24T16:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T16:19:53.421-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Goofy Challenge Here I Come...</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling very excited since I just booked my flight to Orlando for the Goofy Challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really spending a lot of money today, aren't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the flight was a good deal for sure $203 round trip with all fees and taxes at the times I wanted to travel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I only have to get through 24 weeks of training, 2 other marathons (well one plus a 24.9 mile race), and 4 or 5 half-marathons.  Should be a breeze!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-3765593483529092061?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/3765593483529092061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=3765593483529092061' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/3765593483529092061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/3765593483529092061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/07/goofy-challenge-here-i-come.html' title='Goofy Challenge Here I Come...'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-712748970760741874</id><published>2007-07-24T12:35:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T12:37:14.128-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I love Running Skirts + I love Sales</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RqYqoTgKQrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/vSpwxwjgh6U/s1600-h/gymgirl-pink-camo-s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090803300707222194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RqYqoTgKQrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/vSpwxwjgh6U/s200/gymgirl-pink-camo-s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RqYqoTgKQsI/AAAAAAAAAA8/RXXDzyrUGz4/s1600-h/ls_free_love1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090803300707222210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RqYqoTgKQsI/AAAAAAAAAA8/RXXDzyrUGz4/s200/ls_free_love1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RqYqoTgKQtI/AAAAAAAAABE/sF8CDiWRXXs/s1600-h/gymgirl-zebra-s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090803300707222226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RqYqoTgKQtI/AAAAAAAAABE/sF8CDiWRXXs/s200/gymgirl-zebra-s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just ordered these three awesome new running skirts for 50% off at &lt;a href="http://www.skirtsports.com/"&gt;Skirt Sports&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I better actually do some running!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-712748970760741874?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/712748970760741874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=712748970760741874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/712748970760741874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/712748970760741874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-love-running-skirts-i-love-sales.html' title='I love Running Skirts + I love Sales'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_22oo2OBWxag/RqYqoTgKQrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/vSpwxwjgh6U/s72-c/gymgirl-pink-camo-s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-1057950505963607312</id><published>2007-07-23T12:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T12:14:29.252-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The book was AWESOME! and I also ran about 17 miles</title><content type='html'>So Saturday dawned and it was the perfect day.  Sunny, cool (like low 70s with a breeze) and very low humidity.  Awesome day for running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The group went out for 10 miles and it was a particularly nice run for me since I was with a lot of different groups of people.  I didn't even mind the giant hill we had to tackle.  We were done by 10 and even with all the post-run snacks and chatting  I got home before 11 and my book was there waiting for me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't wait to rip the box open....but then I kind of didn't want to read it.  I knew I had to finish it by the time I got to work on Monday but I tried to stretch it out as best I could.  That's what allowed me to get out on Sunday morning for about 7 more miles on the Perkiomen.  The day was like a carbon copy of Saturday and the Sunday run felt Ok after I got into it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started out kind of rough -- heavy legs, bad rhythm just off but by about mile 3 everything smoothed out and did a mix of running and walking (mostly running) as the mood struck me.  I really didn't see a need to push the running but I was glad to get some back to back miles in.  I really need to work out a strategy for building my tolerance for this kind of thing as we get closer to the Goofy Challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished the book by about 4 on Sunday and then spent more time on the web reading what other people thought of it.  I need to re-read some sections to fully figure out how it all works but overall I was very pleased with all of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only wish that there was a book 8.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-1057950505963607312?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/1057950505963607312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=1057950505963607312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/1057950505963607312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/1057950505963607312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/07/book-was-awesome-and-i-also-ran-about.html' title='The book was AWESOME! and I also ran about 17 miles'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8706984.post-6377758267424609267</id><published>2007-07-20T12:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T12:37:47.954-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Running around the Thunderstorms + Harry Potter Predictions</title><content type='html'>Amazingly, we got in a good workout last night!  I drove home through some of the worst rain I've seen since Spring and found myself at home where everything was bone dry and not a cloud in sight or on the radar screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner we hit the trail and I got in a solid run.  About a mile and a half of easy walking warmup and then I started a new Nike+ run and got in another 4 miles and change. Just about all of it running.   Despite the killer humidity, I felt really good for the run and I'm actually looking forward to the 10 miles on Saturday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in ages I ran without a hat or a visor and I was astonished by how much sweat those things soak up. Granted, last night would have been an especially gross outing anyway since it was so humid, but it's still pretty shocking.  I won't be doing that again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm mostly on a media blackout until I'm done reading Harry Potter (I really don't want to see any spoilers) so I'm having a hard time doing my typical web browsing because I'm so afraid I'll come across something and now that we're soooo close I can't risk it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to get my hands on that book!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the record here's what I think: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry, Ron, Hermionie all live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Draco or Snape will die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord V will die (of course).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry is NOT a Horcrux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regulus Black  is not really dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fleur will turn out to be important in some surprising way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard somebody put forth a theory where Dudley turns out to have magic because they think Petunia made a deal with Dumbledore to supress Dudley's magic in return for her keeping Harry under her roof.  Now that Dumbledore is dead, that magic will go away and Dudley will suddently have powers.  I hate Dudley, but I think that's a pretty good idea since it explains why Petunia really put her foot down when Vernon wanted to throw Harry out.  I also think that it might soften them (the Dursleys) up a little if Dudley actually wants to use his magic and learn about it -- it will kind of give Harry back his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also like the theory I heard about how Neville will be the kid who returns to teach at Hogwarts.  They think he'll teach Herbology.  I like Neville so I want that to be true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8706984-6377758267424609267?l=hmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/6377758267424609267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8706984&amp;postID=6377758267424609267' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/6377758267424609267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8706984/posts/default/6377758267424609267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmonkey.blogspot.com/2007/07/running-around-thunderstorms-harry.html' title='Running around the Thunderstorms + Harry Potter Predictions'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231978908491174876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oo2OBWxag/SiQ5fR1pqgI/AAAAAAAAARM/o7wgogbb7GU/S220/2008donald.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
