tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57675629374203668482024-03-14T03:41:30.149-07:00Losing SistersJenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01327689602998984251noreply@blogger.comBlogger119125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767562937420366848.post-88363149814962424762010-09-24T04:25:00.001-07:002010-09-24T04:26:23.270-07:00Happy Birthday to MEE!<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUVSkHT8JCPiffaUPaL5fSOlhQLXLks8XTEW3ksw7lOs_oaJZ7O9nOBviwAICWdtodQJ64S4VDOh3-xyc1wcYTBnSCtszfezipBxESJI_MRiP5CFx_k8kd34kPXe7zzyXYhO7m1u6l9w/s1600/September+24.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 232px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUVSkHT8JCPiffaUPaL5fSOlhQLXLks8XTEW3ksw7lOs_oaJZ7O9nOBviwAICWdtodQJ64S4VDOh3-xyc1wcYTBnSCtszfezipBxESJI_MRiP5CFx_k8kd34kPXe7zzyXYhO7m1u6l9w/s400/September+24.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520439673264797922" border="0" /></a><br />I don't have a lot of words about this one.<br />Awesome comes to mind.<br />I'm 30 today...I think running 7 miles is a good way to start it!<br />Happy Birthday to me.<br /></div>Beth Whitehillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08908991743931896126noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767562937420366848.post-57033355875005822212010-09-23T06:24:00.001-07:002010-09-23T06:31:28.498-07:00Cross training and a Tempo run!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXoVY38yu3JM3TO8Rtj3jMNbpJL1nuCf2mARctVTazfz32rRJ60Ay0JAjd82PQI9rP4OfW7HThT1NCSDWEQbM5XcWUhX8-fd9WRUi3L21v4jVuA_96mTHzcym6TlSrgbImKYXZi8FXlw/s1600/Sept+22.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXoVY38yu3JM3TO8Rtj3jMNbpJL1nuCf2mARctVTazfz32rRJ60Ay0JAjd82PQI9rP4OfW7HThT1NCSDWEQbM5XcWUhX8-fd9WRUi3L21v4jVuA_96mTHzcym6TlSrgbImKYXZi8FXlw/s400/Sept+22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520099365637343538" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">OHYEAH.<br />Check out the Kermit color green! I made it to the next level with Nike+<br />I heart having these graphs.<br />Tuesday I decided to give my legs a break and did the elliptical for 30 minutes and did some lunges and weights. I think cross training is good to mix in.<br /><br />Wednesday my friends came over and we attempted our first tempo run. It was fun!! We did 10 min easy running and then 10 minutes at a pace that wasn't sprinting (so not as fast as we run those intervals...) Anyway, I kept a 9-9:15 min/mi pace for my 10 minutes. It was great! Then the last 10 minutes was easy running.<br /><br />Tomorrow is...<br />My 30th BIRTHDAY. Thanks mom for having me eons ago.<br />We are also going to run 7 miles. I'm prepping my mind now.<br />Oh and today, I'm resting.<br /></div>Beth Whitehillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08908991743931896126noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767562937420366848.post-58657899044749177952010-09-20T06:16:00.001-07:002010-09-20T06:24:37.077-07:00Monday, Monday, lala la la la la<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjKdKeFT6HHSK9zxJ47j_42NNF4lKa528a2Z7SN4TtpeFHJgm5hPRq8Rs1UMVpm-F0M67DA5XQxsRRBycm3Yz539iOUY0x27Uw5Mu64ykKUOLZzxTKANNHz6W5RPaupHvjbvKQFcjOuw/s1600/Sept+20.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 237px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjKdKeFT6HHSK9zxJ47j_42NNF4lKa528a2Z7SN4TtpeFHJgm5hPRq8Rs1UMVpm-F0M67DA5XQxsRRBycm3Yz539iOUY0x27Uw5Mu64ykKUOLZzxTKANNHz6W5RPaupHvjbvKQFcjOuw/s400/Sept+20.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518984126200475026" border="0" /></a><br />Today was so much better than yesterday. For one thing it was 15 or more degrees cooler...MUCH BETTER. I felt strong the whole run! I was proud to be out running instead of getting 30 more minutes in bed (but spending all day with guilt over not doing it)<br />I was a little concerned about how my legs would feel because this was the third day in a row for running ( I have two more to go) It will benefit me this week because running in the beginning will give me two days of rest before and after my 7 miles (can you tell I'm a little nervous about the 7 ?)<br /><br />I did discover last night that my chest felt tight and I had been coughing a bit. I decided to take my inhaler (I have a hate/hate relationship with the stupid thing!) OMIGOSH. I could breathe. I guess I didn't realize that I really did need it. Part of the hate comes afterward...Its hard to explain but I will say I don't ever have the desire to try drugs like speed or the like. I cannot stand that jittery, irritating, shaky sort of feeling. I did take my inhaler this morning and I think that helped my comfort...being able to breathe is helpful! ;)<br /><br />Happy Monday!!<br /></div>Beth Whitehillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08908991743931896126noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767562937420366848.post-36834979426681520622010-09-19T09:58:00.000-07:002010-09-19T10:03:27.998-07:00I ran today<div style="text-align: center;">I do not have a graph (because I took my phone) (because I'm on call) <br />I couldn't figure out how to make Mr. Nike work on the phone (because techie stuff doesn't come naturally for me)<br />It was hot (because I live in Florida)<br />I walked a few times (because I didn't eat breakfast, I know.)<br />I was really glad I went even though I <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">really</span> didn't want to (because if I keep showing up I'll get there)<br />I ran today. (because I'm cool like that)<br /></div>Beth Whitehillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08908991743931896126noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767562937420366848.post-48184191062471115402010-09-19T06:42:00.000-07:002010-09-19T06:58:07.286-07:00In need of a new route<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvWsUayzaw_rrZkRKfiulIVDLs6B0jgo536vw40dreIyIujfy0bIdpxE-PFA0UUUQgjnW_-CONjJEps4L7uDrLLX8hkGkv1MdOAuwBPCRn8H7WfdSbGaGfXtErzOGhzo6WP38rKoEO_A/s1600/September+18.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvWsUayzaw_rrZkRKfiulIVDLs6B0jgo536vw40dreIyIujfy0bIdpxE-PFA0UUUQgjnW_-CONjJEps4L7uDrLLX8hkGkv1MdOAuwBPCRn8H7WfdSbGaGfXtErzOGhzo6WP38rKoEO_A/s400/September+18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518619984681379826" border="0" /></a><br />I think I need to try some new routes. Its so easy to go out the door and run where I run. I'm getting bored. Really bored. I forced myself to run this morning before work. I was cranky and tired. We've had some major sleep issues with C. I didn't want to work this weekend (I know, coming from someone who works ONE weekend a month...I know.) I think it was providential that I got to run. I had one of the worst days at work in my working history. I cried when I got home. I can say I'm glad yesterday is behind me.<br />I plan to run today and several days in a row. I'm trying to plan for the coming long run this next weekend. I want to give myself a day or two of rest before having to run 7 miles.<br />Have a great Sunday!<br /></div>Beth Whitehillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08908991743931896126noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767562937420366848.post-35637387484650418262010-09-16T07:17:00.000-07:002010-09-16T07:20:54.796-07:00Sometimes...<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ8ipT1ci5eokSPZ4sCFZLNqQy8VxTPdzWvg75LXP20OL7NWaI1IYwcINEXFpCbtP5SYbkSrI2zvtf_pni2RRfIt6jZ6wwWxdVLt5gAOHC8nabiOlasMLDayaFk-NW7o_hmU-8e_JkIA/s1600/Sept+13.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 236px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ8ipT1ci5eokSPZ4sCFZLNqQy8VxTPdzWvg75LXP20OL7NWaI1IYwcINEXFpCbtP5SYbkSrI2zvtf_pni2RRfIt6jZ6wwWxdVLt5gAOHC8nabiOlasMLDayaFk-NW7o_hmU-8e_JkIA/s400/Sept+13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517515438613486578" border="0" /></a><br />I begin to wonder why I'm doing this...running that is.<br />When I have sucky runs like the one Sunday, I think I'm not made for running. Today I had all my stuff in order and more desire to run. It felt slow, I really miss the girls when I run solo!<br /><br />Wednesday the girls came at 5:45 and we did speed intervals 6x400 (with 6 recovery laps jogged) It is a challenge, but I actually kind of like these speed workouts.<br /></div>Beth Whitehillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08908991743931896126noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767562937420366848.post-78723702923520391432010-09-16T07:15:00.001-07:002010-09-16T07:17:23.658-07:00A Really Crappy two<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU5SxquOzJev7Iu5Bpt0Vc4ONNPe_HbYryLcS0rCi2zWMpWTq6Us0BtPiu1xmHoHFqVmipWiCoBR0tl_rTG15pTr2m4T9P3CGWIscTdxU-Ab2V8da3Qzdh66dQFQedlW7Tv2WUVDX3qg/s1600/Sept+12.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU5SxquOzJev7Iu5Bpt0Vc4ONNPe_HbYryLcS0rCi2zWMpWTq6Us0BtPiu1xmHoHFqVmipWiCoBR0tl_rTG15pTr2m4T9P3CGWIscTdxU-Ab2V8da3Qzdh66dQFQedlW7Tv2WUVDX3qg/s400/Sept+12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517515096864555250" border="0" /></a><br />Maybe because I just didn't want to.<br />This run stunk.<br />I just couldn't make myself go.<br />So, I stopped.<br /></div>Beth Whitehillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08908991743931896126noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767562937420366848.post-76781622519860900502010-09-10T06:08:00.001-07:002010-09-10T06:10:30.092-07:00SIX<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj75cK3PRDJ1dL_L-qSVFCOb7wn_Y56pSZJwy2gzGO0bkbYlQll1cuuRyM8TCuekD0sfiR-YZVOWfe-scP_wYAMQTjIVdefHRihn5ORbFUW5Rhinr4qsVyYnlbUIMKX6FOlgaMMt6eAXw/s1600/Sept+9.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 237px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj75cK3PRDJ1dL_L-qSVFCOb7wn_Y56pSZJwy2gzGO0bkbYlQll1cuuRyM8TCuekD0sfiR-YZVOWfe-scP_wYAMQTjIVdefHRihn5ORbFUW5Rhinr4qsVyYnlbUIMKX6FOlgaMMt6eAXw/s400/Sept+9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515271123081891954" border="0" /></a><br />Six miles strong.<br />Our route was a little dark for my comfort.<br />Truth be told, I wanted to stop at the halfway point.<br />This training schedule is no joke.<br />I am hopeful to become more and more conditioned.<br />Happy Friday!<br /></div>Beth Whitehillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08908991743931896126noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767562937420366848.post-35207745899296019652010-09-09T10:33:00.000-07:002010-09-09T10:37:00.897-07:005X400<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjINxNrLg2jKIkroIr7O0mK9QEVXWbYSdTQZX_UyTudzyPmO8_S1Lee2RmErwdIQ95-a-PBGjwy8bsWcLe5NFC-i01H59VvRTjCmdXHoC81tNNUFVuX1r2yRFDN1ntZ9E-yr9bV6PPerg/s1600/Sept+8.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjINxNrLg2jKIkroIr7O0mK9QEVXWbYSdTQZX_UyTudzyPmO8_S1Lee2RmErwdIQ95-a-PBGjwy8bsWcLe5NFC-i01H59VvRTjCmdXHoC81tNNUFVuX1r2yRFDN1ntZ9E-yr9bV6PPerg/s400/Sept+8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514968460018550658" border="0" /></a><br />I think its called speed work.<br />Or torture.<br />We did our first workout of this kind and while I think I may sound a little sick saying this...I enjoyed it. What?! I know, but it was nice to challenge ourselves with something other than getting the miles in.<br />Tomorrow we will go for 6 miles.<br /><br /></div>Beth Whitehillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08908991743931896126noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767562937420366848.post-83568496563571351302010-09-09T07:13:00.000-07:002010-09-09T10:33:17.478-07:00A lovely run!<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7enX2T2pmLGgL0OU_yqjvYIH3VGaQDpqqi1D-hz94wPDgrFNtsS8657To4VEtDbS4KTqBHak_0X6zZKlYnJNS1fVR_9tmotEdHCTykAh7ORMUqfiztfBF-jefqr2IXMX-eqnqDOyzRw/s1600/September+5.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7enX2T2pmLGgL0OU_yqjvYIH3VGaQDpqqi1D-hz94wPDgrFNtsS8657To4VEtDbS4KTqBHak_0X6zZKlYnJNS1fVR_9tmotEdHCTykAh7ORMUqfiztfBF-jefqr2IXMX-eqnqDOyzRw/s400/September+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514967271777293234" border="0" /></a><br />Last Friday, I got on a jet plane, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">BYMYSELF</span>.<br />The time with my sister was medicine for me alone.<br />The fall-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">ish</span> temperatures were a bonus!<br />I was excited to run someplace new and it was an amazing 58 degrees outside when I got up to run! They have this awesome trail not too far from Jennifer's apartment so I ventured there! I saw three bunnies on the path! My stupid shoe thing was out of sorts again. I just ran for 55 minutes to ensure I did my 5 miles. I was not used to the hills (because Florida is FLAT) but they weren't as difficult as I might have thought.<br /></div>Beth Whitehillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08908991743931896126noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767562937420366848.post-84607555427330311722010-09-01T06:25:00.000-07:002010-09-01T06:30:31.112-07:00Wild about Wednesday!<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTKAjx7IB92qtf7UhWG9gJvXm4TpbaLoNzZKliqePmR9nMYhmeqIIOBKAJ8nCE-IMnzXjH4N1lVmLo09BObc-_rgxOTfOejz44PIni96a_v6qr0TpvtWYAkqiuwHNJ9RCpxFQrWK1Mmg/s1600/September+1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 237px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTKAjx7IB92qtf7UhWG9gJvXm4TpbaLoNzZKliqePmR9nMYhmeqIIOBKAJ8nCE-IMnzXjH4N1lVmLo09BObc-_rgxOTfOejz44PIni96a_v6qr0TpvtWYAkqiuwHNJ9RCpxFQrWK1Mmg/s400/September+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511935990448551762" border="0" /></a><br />I'm so excited that we ran 4 miles this morning because it felt so cool compared to the past few months and I was comfortable.<br />I am a little miffed that my shoe chip seems to be a little off. We actually ran 4 miles. I know, I've clocked it. The good news is that knowing that it was 4 miles tells me that I ran it faster than I usually do!<br />I'm going on a little vacation in just a few days!!!!!!!<br /><br /></div>Beth Whitehillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08908991743931896126noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767562937420366848.post-87627983914769865292010-08-30T04:22:00.001-07:002010-08-30T04:23:54.758-07:00A coolish morning<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitPK30pdMcumzNdAoPwavixM6URfOirSFpz4-he8xOkC6joNXLPSFm8jJjJFKGkmi11vyWzTqDqVrImh75QO2phTFxykL-Ow2gt0gtFv8Tm9F2KxRYNb8yJUfFuqSjuoMsiKV3UmheNw/s1600/August+30.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 232px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitPK30pdMcumzNdAoPwavixM6URfOirSFpz4-he8xOkC6joNXLPSFm8jJjJFKGkmi11vyWzTqDqVrImh75QO2phTFxykL-Ow2gt0gtFv8Tm9F2KxRYNb8yJUfFuqSjuoMsiKV3UmheNw/s400/August+30.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511161883708397586" border="0" /></a><br />It actually felt cool outside this morning when I left to run!!!!!!!!<br />I went solo, felt a little slow.<br />So, so glad I got up and did this, great start to my week!<br />Have a great Monday!<br /></div>Beth Whitehillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08908991743931896126noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767562937420366848.post-33322053490701584772010-08-28T11:41:00.000-07:002010-08-30T04:22:19.177-07:00FIVE miles<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmDS7cfRpCZPMP3OFfSI4EDQ8vbqwYYOczqQf696SXK8T8MCh8trtgnLPztcbTabKSkD6QZIiNHXPAmqmNNP2adoo7RkMoZFn_9B6GbcZ7koynAOtUuR3-D9_McD3uRmfZs5Yh8y9TkQ/s1600/August+28.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 232px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmDS7cfRpCZPMP3OFfSI4EDQ8vbqwYYOczqQf696SXK8T8MCh8trtgnLPztcbTabKSkD6QZIiNHXPAmqmNNP2adoo7RkMoZFn_9B6GbcZ7koynAOtUuR3-D9_McD3uRmfZs5Yh8y9TkQ/s400/August+28.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510532726298593906" border="0" /></a><br />I sort of allowed myself a little break last week. I think I needed it. Today I got up and ran 5 miles. This was an original request of one of my running buds, who turns 30 on Sunday. She wanted to run 5 miles again before she turned the big 3-0. (we did the 1/2 marathon together a couple of years, and babies ago.) Schedule and life conflicts kept us from running the 5 together yesterday. Kristina did hers, Judy did hers and I waited until this morning.<br />It was great!<br />I changed it up and chose a different route.<br />I ran alone.<br />It was SUPER humid but not as hot and I think it made it more bearable!<br />I did end up walking a little near the end. I didn't eat before and I think I might have benefited from it if I had.<br /></div>Beth Whitehillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08908991743931896126noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767562937420366848.post-34995429769696580322010-08-25T07:22:00.000-07:002010-08-25T07:32:48.796-07:00Running through the muck<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPSu-5xlh3AhRtKv24hXMGDCNS9pRRFSVKIifpZkDM9Ye5vgEQuKVhNWWytOxQk3Ey1uTFn90XDmz_lw23HOU3ByuaS0SR6Qw5x1WAOR-WAY7L83MQ2oEaue6sZ_eNaT_lE-NwNUcl0g/s1600/August+25.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 237px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPSu-5xlh3AhRtKv24hXMGDCNS9pRRFSVKIifpZkDM9Ye5vgEQuKVhNWWytOxQk3Ey1uTFn90XDmz_lw23HOU3ByuaS0SR6Qw5x1WAOR-WAY7L83MQ2oEaue6sZ_eNaT_lE-NwNUcl0g/s400/August+25.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509352889972032930" border="0" /></a><br />My head is clogged with life challenges and the rut of daily life right now. I have a vacation coming up and I know it will be good for every part of me. (mom please don't call frantic that something is wrong...its not, just need a break.)<br /><br />I feel strongly that if Kristina had not been driving to my house I would not have run. I cannot believe that I got so excited to see 77 degrees at 6AM instead of 82, but it was a nice change. A slight breeze even. That lasted until about the last 1/2 of the route then it was like a giant cloud came and sat on my head. Woof. I really am sick of the humidity.<br /><br />We do have to step up the game a bit. Training for the half starts mid Sept and I need to add at least one more day of running a week if not two.<br /><br />I know, my mood is a little sour. Like Eeyore. Some things to note:<br />*Its cloudy<br />*Been a Full Moon, and Yes, I swear my children know it and act a little crazy.<br />*may or may not be hormonal...OK I think hormones are to blame for everything.<br />*Hubs is still working about 50 or more hours a week, so thankful for his job, but makes for long days<br />*out of creative flare with the three year old. (see above)<br />;)<br /><br />Happy Hump Day.<br /><br /><br /><br /></div>Beth Whitehillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08908991743931896126noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767562937420366848.post-55817286098000060532010-08-23T18:42:00.000-07:002010-08-23T18:45:35.448-07:00chipping away<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">I weighed in today!<br />- 2.2 more pounds!!!!!<br />total loss -14.8 pounds.<br /><br />Feeling great, keep on truckin!<br /><br />;)<br /></span></span></div>Beth Whitehillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08908991743931896126noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767562937420366848.post-49800303764358992532010-08-20T07:32:00.001-07:002010-08-20T07:38:15.114-07:00Run Ragged.<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI43egSvjozNnO_iZJOLujD6oONbnok3v4lcBGlZEBJDyHOA5i66F-sYvWSPWxJpBYBYn9VJ-uxT2LsKPftLVFYdR38tBP3AQxI8i4p2m18JdqwsdqULmkjeNqRwM7aZy2drKJhqBZow/s1600/August+20.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 237px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI43egSvjozNnO_iZJOLujD6oONbnok3v4lcBGlZEBJDyHOA5i66F-sYvWSPWxJpBYBYn9VJ-uxT2LsKPftLVFYdR38tBP3AQxI8i4p2m18JdqwsdqULmkjeNqRwM7aZy2drKJhqBZow/s400/August+20.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507499908208143506" border="0" /></a><br />This morning my alarm went off and I said to myself, "NO.WAY."<br />I grabbed my phone and went to the bathroom to text my friends.<br />Judy had already sent a text.<br />Sweet!<br />Wait, first she said she's not coming, but then she said she <span style="font-style: italic;">IS</span> coming.<br />OK.<br />Kristina overslept.<br />Lucky.<br />Judy and I just started walking (neither one of us felt like running)....we were about a mile in and saw some people running. We felt guilty, so we ran. My graph is ugly and I feel like it shows that I am tired today.<br />When all is said and done, I'm so glad we ran. I plan to do some exercise this weekend, just not running. I think the heat/humidity is wearing me down. Perhaps I will be able to run in NC in a few weeks!!!<br />Happy Friday.<br /><br /></div>Beth Whitehillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08908991743931896126noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767562937420366848.post-86536035449121350652010-08-18T04:17:00.000-07:002010-08-18T04:20:51.330-07:00Shooting Stars and Armadillos<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxzGolZrnkxuB1DonKkowFCW3WnZdES2-mP5Vw1sVYw09uPKZvxHJo4Y5oH22T9Tu4v4GCkh1HWOj91cB72zqhe0gB6G-lmabCdigUDLPJrnlPthDDcqWaML8rz3tG1x3ZcTokmAqo7g/s1600/August+18.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 237px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxzGolZrnkxuB1DonKkowFCW3WnZdES2-mP5Vw1sVYw09uPKZvxHJo4Y5oH22T9Tu4v4GCkh1HWOj91cB72zqhe0gB6G-lmabCdigUDLPJrnlPthDDcqWaML8rz3tG1x3ZcTokmAqo7g/s400/August+18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506707678253181554" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">I was really hoping to only run 3 miles today, felt so good, we did 4!!!<br />On the run I dodged the regular obstacle course of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">gigantor</span> grasshoppers, saw a shooting star, and had a run in with an armadillo (those are creepy little animals, who cannot see where they are going. I was karate chopping my foot to get it to go away!)<br />Happy Hump Day!<br /></div>Beth Whitehillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08908991743931896126noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767562937420366848.post-81630014086135028972010-08-18T04:16:00.001-07:002010-08-18T04:17:44.861-07:00Monday brutality<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiIfNXnWr8Aspv3wOZRCRAgMJFycWsQH6EVcNIJsw40Xf-DB2PjH9uaHmbh77PQpaAMrz8cj5ICAViwG3AM76R1YKLgr_qq1OP7f1o997LBDQGOAKA9CReiBVclVvA9s2sjuuw6hoIlA/s1600/august+16.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 236px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiIfNXnWr8Aspv3wOZRCRAgMJFycWsQH6EVcNIJsw40Xf-DB2PjH9uaHmbh77PQpaAMrz8cj5ICAViwG3AM76R1YKLgr_qq1OP7f1o997LBDQGOAKA9CReiBVclVvA9s2sjuuw6hoIlA/s400/august+16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506707281520463090" border="0" /></a><br />My shoe chip was off...I did not run 2.41 mi<br />I did do almost 2 mi.<br />It hurt, but was good for me to loosen up!!<br /></div>Beth Whitehillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08908991743931896126noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767562937420366848.post-75653589615729833602010-08-17T06:22:00.001-07:002010-08-17T06:35:18.489-07:00Tour de Pain<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGMNTnuhR3ePw_zYRjZe3zIqD4mYvbH0APh_REwrqsKIZm3IX25xoOMXGhWQX8zkk60HROmX3Kb8qCuTIOH-cQQZAOuFPzOyoVwtrpmTRi6RvwPMVvKjw_dPPSJ9WbVQNtB-qh8kSNCw/s1600/August+14+5k.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 237px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGMNTnuhR3ePw_zYRjZe3zIqD4mYvbH0APh_REwrqsKIZm3IX25xoOMXGhWQX8zkk60HROmX3Kb8qCuTIOH-cQQZAOuFPzOyoVwtrpmTRi6RvwPMVvKjw_dPPSJ9WbVQNtB-qh8kSNCw/s400/August+14+5k.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506369042380761554" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZV-3-vCcgD4hDRGMUj9M64fH-PvCiv3E-han9lwdXCr4fWm30tZm6_oZqiHLDruckzzWb0LxMmHFhAjtM_jclm3fM6qakRte-7GC4jmeS7TTzHDNBG9B60k4KcGnkmKZ-sSfGA5YWJQ/s1600/august+14+1+mile.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 237px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZV-3-vCcgD4hDRGMUj9M64fH-PvCiv3E-han9lwdXCr4fWm30tZm6_oZqiHLDruckzzWb0LxMmHFhAjtM_jclm3fM6qakRte-7GC4jmeS7TTzHDNBG9B60k4KcGnkmKZ-sSfGA5YWJQ/s400/august+14+1+mile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506369038978582546" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8NR7vCjg3J06sQpDmCvP9Te5s3LrpcTVvPGQfEBZtD3FjAWBZ6BshnK0LzdKmQBRF9A02vP_0yWKPL4FsTwEfpaTBfmYpEvOqcuXQrSnX-cosiAIEoSp3NeYG2KBcEYnuVag3ZD0XUw/s1600/DSC07695.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8NR7vCjg3J06sQpDmCvP9Te5s3LrpcTVvPGQfEBZtD3FjAWBZ6BshnK0LzdKmQBRF9A02vP_0yWKPL4FsTwEfpaTBfmYpEvOqcuXQrSnX-cosiAIEoSp3NeYG2KBcEYnuVag3ZD0XUw/s400/DSC07695.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506369032532062674" border="0" /></a><br />I do not have a graph of the 4 mi beach race from Friday night. The gun went off and I hit start on my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">ipod</span> and it froze. Awesome.<br /><br />Friday began with the 4 mi race on the beach.<br />7:30 pm<br />It was hard. I finished. I did not walk once. I just kept saying in my head (because I was tired of hearing myself suck air and feet on the sand) "just keep running, you will be there soon" I did feel like the finish line was being moved back as I ran toward it.<br /><br />Saturday morning came quick. By 6:45 AM I headed out for the 5K. I was starting to realize why this was called the <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">Tour <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">de</span> Pain</span></span> (I hear this in my head said with one of those plastic microphones that echos...) It was hot and humid to the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">bazillionth</span> degree. I was feeling it all by 2.5 mi and had to walk a few times. I did finish!<br /><br />The <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">grand</span> finale came Saturday at 5pm. It had rained before it was time for the race. You might think that would help the blistering conditions...but it didn't. It was like a sauna. This was 1 mile. I was so nervous. I didn't know what I had left to give. I did it. I finished!<br /><br />Saturday night I slept terribly and ended up getting sick. I think I was dehydrated. Sunday was spent resting/recovering. I am really glad I challenged myself to do this race series. I definitely learn something about running and/or myself with each race. I also know I have the most amazing cheerleaders in my family and friends! That makes a huge difference!<br /></div>Beth Whitehillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08908991743931896126noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767562937420366848.post-64058948940257032542010-08-08T05:24:00.001-07:002010-08-08T05:26:43.025-07:004 miles beach side<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ6j77LUxs1vConUJH4UBpCyI7yHklX2QC3v-l63c39DVwJVPRilPIy33CpuQ-uK6RXyK-Nns9tUP2kzy5k9zHrMhRo_LxyCBtQDTATDKsjo42ZliDK601ZhpYB1c_RRYDy1hl06HVZA/s1600/August+8.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ6j77LUxs1vConUJH4UBpCyI7yHklX2QC3v-l63c39DVwJVPRilPIy33CpuQ-uK6RXyK-Nns9tUP2kzy5k9zHrMhRo_LxyCBtQDTATDKsjo42ZliDK601ZhpYB1c_RRYDy1hl06HVZA/s400/August+8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503014046078043794" border="0" /></a><br />I drove to Judy's house at 5:45.<br />Judy drove us to the beach.<br />We ran.<br />4 miles!!!<br />We also got to see the glorious, amazing, God-gifted, sunrise.<br />It was a challenge to run on the beach.<br />The sunrise was a nice reward.<br />What a great morning!!!!!!!!<br /></div>Beth Whitehillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08908991743931896126noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767562937420366848.post-5927698273033910892010-08-06T03:52:00.001-07:002010-08-06T03:54:48.180-07:00Fast Friday<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjynWF06_f7eXNA5eQXll9VwB46PaCjM1ToX56Cgd0hlRp7WOOvpordlblMBl__rjbM_6DtXz-ESVw6lES4InaO-W7kcNGX6PAkWfzPDz1B0f30H4JCMZrjq-j7dfXp_8qnEiKYCwzuDA/s1600/August+6.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjynWF06_f7eXNA5eQXll9VwB46PaCjM1ToX56Cgd0hlRp7WOOvpordlblMBl__rjbM_6DtXz-ESVw6lES4InaO-W7kcNGX6PAkWfzPDz1B0f30H4JCMZrjq-j7dfXp_8qnEiKYCwzuDA/s400/August+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502248039961376450" border="0" /></a><br />Today was MUCH better than Wednesday.<br />We only went for 3 miles.<br />I was surprised at how fast we were.<br />Happy Friday!<br /></div>Beth Whitehillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08908991743931896126noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767562937420366848.post-70840444283355242492010-08-04T13:22:00.000-07:002010-08-04T13:25:27.968-07:00Running in mud<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoXubbfteZX-Hk3ZH2FUYfszQMbM0Vrg9AGDV_eTeMx1RpFQkf-po66vNOnHIUoQZUaPnn0tDaumx2lu9mP0lswbn2K8QiBnjYjKNJWT82OQY0gvnrsKXORJVG0ndkiMBEFntasPnrlw/s1600/August+4.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 236px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoXubbfteZX-Hk3ZH2FUYfszQMbM0Vrg9AGDV_eTeMx1RpFQkf-po66vNOnHIUoQZUaPnn0tDaumx2lu9mP0lswbn2K8QiBnjYjKNJWT82OQY0gvnrsKXORJVG0ndkiMBEFntasPnrlw/s400/August+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501652958377338754" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">What is running in mud like?<br /><br />Running and not being able to breath good, or move good, etc...<br /><br />This morning my buds and I met up and set off for four miles.<br /><br />WOOF!<br /><br />It totally kicked my tail.<br />Hoping Friday is much better!<br /><br /></div>Beth Whitehillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08908991743931896126noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767562937420366848.post-12711874067957088882010-08-02T14:27:00.001-07:002010-08-02T14:27:47.866-07:00Monday ChallengeEarlier today, I had received this email from my sisser...<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Challenge complete.</div>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01327689602998984251noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767562937420366848.post-55690503700611594112010-07-28T17:18:00.000-07:002010-07-28T17:20:43.907-07:00Its working!<div style="text-align: center;">This is a few days late.<br /><br /><br />Still worth mentioning.<br /><br />I weighed in Monday.<br />I lost 1.4 pounds.<br /><br />Total weight loss -11.4 pounds!!!!! (in 6 weeks)<br /><br />I am loving it!<br /><br /><br /></div>Beth Whitehillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08908991743931896126noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767562937420366848.post-18613507896976584742010-07-28T04:24:00.000-07:002010-07-28T04:26:02.114-07:00Three<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF_r4h1OtSlv87cBPtxK5tTdg0fFOHu01ek5cy9m_-CQ2j8klKZ_Iy7eV9Yk-mYvuwI0pFFFvI8-W7ZZrH3JZ_y6nxnznaKUtT7USWitOiSqFzd9uRl-4VtXxtnGQfk8dnXYAHeIrW7A/s1600/July+28.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 237px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF_r4h1OtSlv87cBPtxK5tTdg0fFOHu01ek5cy9m_-CQ2j8klKZ_Iy7eV9Yk-mYvuwI0pFFFvI8-W7ZZrH3JZ_y6nxnznaKUtT7USWitOiSqFzd9uRl-4VtXxtnGQfk8dnXYAHeIrW7A/s400/July+28.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498916774080668018" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">The accountability of friends is keeping me going.<br />Happy Hump Day!!<br /></div>Beth Whitehillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08908991743931896126noreply@blogger.com0