Many of you know that my grandfather was diagnosed with lymphoma in May of this year. There are not many diseases that can make you feel as helpless as cancer. My brother and I decided to try to help raise money for the search for a cure by doing TEAM IN TRAINING together. In March 2011 we will run a half marathon together and will be collecting donations until that time. We both have $750 minimum that we have to raise but we both want to raise as much as we can so hopefully a cure can be found and other families don't have to go through the pain that we have been going through since grandpa's diagnosis.
Any amount you can give would be appreciated... every dollar helps. Happy holidays!!
Katie Peterson's Team In Training site
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Thankful
I decided to not even make this the "What Am I Thankful For" post as there are so many things that I am thankful for right now. Here are just a few.
I am thankful that even when I start to feel really down about things that are going on in my personal life, I am now able to pull myself out of it and still see the good things in life. It hasn't been so long since I wasn't able to do that. I focused solely on the negative and could never see the positive. I had a constant feeling of "Woe is me". That's not to say that I don't still think to myself that there really isn't a whole lot more I could take in life. The good thing is that now I can still see all the wonderful things in my life that surround the things that don't seem so great.
I have the best friends in the world. Back in the FD's (Fat Days) I didn't really have any "friends". I had people that I would talk to in class, who probably would have become my friends if I had let them. They invited me places but I would never go. I was so unhappy with myself that I just wanted to stay at home all the time. When I started to run, I gained an entire new network of friends. Now, I have people that I can call any time and just tell them that I need to run/walk/do hills, whatever, and they are there for me. I love the fact that these friends started as mostly running friends but we have now graduated to being friends "in real life" also.
I am so thankful for my husband. We have been together for going on 12 years now (going on 7 married) and I still love him more each day. He has seen me through the best and loved me through the worst. He is supportive in whatever I want to do and he is the person that I know I was meant to be with.
My family is something that I'm truly thankful for but it is a little different this year. This year has provided the opportunity for me to really see my family band together and help each other out. I have always known that we love each other, but a lot of times those are just words. I have had the chance to see my family self sacrifice in order to help each other. I have sat in a hospital room surrounded by 8 or more family members because we know we are stronger together.
Lastly, and possibly most importantly this Thanksgiving, I'm thankful for my grandfather. He has had a really rough year and been through a lot of things that would seem unbearable to most. I am thankful for the guidance and love he has provided me and my family over the years. He is the person I look up to most in this world, and I am very thankful that he's a part of my life.
Happy Thanksgiving!!
I am thankful that even when I start to feel really down about things that are going on in my personal life, I am now able to pull myself out of it and still see the good things in life. It hasn't been so long since I wasn't able to do that. I focused solely on the negative and could never see the positive. I had a constant feeling of "Woe is me". That's not to say that I don't still think to myself that there really isn't a whole lot more I could take in life. The good thing is that now I can still see all the wonderful things in my life that surround the things that don't seem so great.
I have the best friends in the world. Back in the FD's (Fat Days) I didn't really have any "friends". I had people that I would talk to in class, who probably would have become my friends if I had let them. They invited me places but I would never go. I was so unhappy with myself that I just wanted to stay at home all the time. When I started to run, I gained an entire new network of friends. Now, I have people that I can call any time and just tell them that I need to run/walk/do hills, whatever, and they are there for me. I love the fact that these friends started as mostly running friends but we have now graduated to being friends "in real life" also.
I am so thankful for my husband. We have been together for going on 12 years now (going on 7 married) and I still love him more each day. He has seen me through the best and loved me through the worst. He is supportive in whatever I want to do and he is the person that I know I was meant to be with.
My family is something that I'm truly thankful for but it is a little different this year. This year has provided the opportunity for me to really see my family band together and help each other out. I have always known that we love each other, but a lot of times those are just words. I have had the chance to see my family self sacrifice in order to help each other. I have sat in a hospital room surrounded by 8 or more family members because we know we are stronger together.
Lastly, and possibly most importantly this Thanksgiving, I'm thankful for my grandfather. He has had a really rough year and been through a lot of things that would seem unbearable to most. I am thankful for the guidance and love he has provided me and my family over the years. He is the person I look up to most in this world, and I am very thankful that he's a part of my life.
Happy Thanksgiving!!
Monday, November 15, 2010
My First DNF
Well, I came, I ran, I froze, I DNF'ed.
Following nearly putting my back out at the gym, I was happy to be walking, but I decided to give running a try. Once I started running, I was shocked to realize that my back felt pretty good. The course we were running was three four mile loops and two nine mile loops. I did the first four mile loop and felt pretty good. I started the nine mile loop and started thinking to myself, "At least the weatherman was wrong about the possibility of rain." Of course, within the next five minutes, the freezing cold rain began. It was about 40 degrees and I was soaked through.
Halfway through the first nine mile loop I started thinking that there was a real possibility that I wouldn't finish the race. Not because I wouldn't make the cut off. Not because I wasn't in shape enough. Mainly because I was so darn cold. My stomach was hurting too, but I could have pushed through that. I ended up teaming up with my buddy Tom and we decided to run in the nine mile loop together.
We came to an open field and the flags stopped. We had no idea where we were supposed to be running. Others around us were lost too, so we went over to the starting line to ask them where we went astray. Unfortunately, they had no idea where the course was supposed to go, but they did say they had others there lost as well. Tom and I decided to just climb the first hill we went up to start the race again and end up at the aid station where we were supposed to be anyway.
Once we reached the top of the hill, we saw Kelli, a woman we'd been running with on and off throughout the day. The mileage was on so we continued on for another four mile loop, Kelli deciding to stay with us. By this time, I was shaking I was so cold, Tom's IT band was hurting him terribly, and Kelli was trying her first trail 50K. The three of us decided to get through the four mile loop and call it a day.
What did I learn?
1. Never trust the weatherman. When I checked the weather before I went to bed, the night before the race, the weather called for 60 degrees and only a 30% chance of rain. In actuality, it was about 40 degrees and pouring down rain. I should have layered and prepared for it to be worst case scenario.
2. Getting up at 3:00AM to go to a race two hours away is not a recipe for success.
3. Figuring out proper foods to eat the night before the race is something I really need to work on so I don't feel like I constantly have to use the restroom.
4. I can make the best out of a bad case scenario. I didn't really feel like going back out and doing the four mile loop again, but I'm glad I did now. Plus Tom and I found a new trail running friend! Welcome to the Warriors Kelli!
Success of the day though, belongs to Adam for helping run the main aid station on the course with only ONE other person. The 50Kers visited this aid station four times each and the 22.5K visited this aid station twice. That's a lot of visits. They did a great job and they were BUSY! Also, major congrats to Julie for completing her first race -- the 8K! Way to go Julie!
Time to get to some more serious training before the Run For Regis 50K in January!
Following nearly putting my back out at the gym, I was happy to be walking, but I decided to give running a try. Once I started running, I was shocked to realize that my back felt pretty good. The course we were running was three four mile loops and two nine mile loops. I did the first four mile loop and felt pretty good. I started the nine mile loop and started thinking to myself, "At least the weatherman was wrong about the possibility of rain." Of course, within the next five minutes, the freezing cold rain began. It was about 40 degrees and I was soaked through.
Halfway through the first nine mile loop I started thinking that there was a real possibility that I wouldn't finish the race. Not because I wouldn't make the cut off. Not because I wasn't in shape enough. Mainly because I was so darn cold. My stomach was hurting too, but I could have pushed through that. I ended up teaming up with my buddy Tom and we decided to run in the nine mile loop together.
We came to an open field and the flags stopped. We had no idea where we were supposed to be running. Others around us were lost too, so we went over to the starting line to ask them where we went astray. Unfortunately, they had no idea where the course was supposed to go, but they did say they had others there lost as well. Tom and I decided to just climb the first hill we went up to start the race again and end up at the aid station where we were supposed to be anyway.
Once we reached the top of the hill, we saw Kelli, a woman we'd been running with on and off throughout the day. The mileage was on so we continued on for another four mile loop, Kelli deciding to stay with us. By this time, I was shaking I was so cold, Tom's IT band was hurting him terribly, and Kelli was trying her first trail 50K. The three of us decided to get through the four mile loop and call it a day.
What did I learn?
1. Never trust the weatherman. When I checked the weather before I went to bed, the night before the race, the weather called for 60 degrees and only a 30% chance of rain. In actuality, it was about 40 degrees and pouring down rain. I should have layered and prepared for it to be worst case scenario.
2. Getting up at 3:00AM to go to a race two hours away is not a recipe for success.
3. Figuring out proper foods to eat the night before the race is something I really need to work on so I don't feel like I constantly have to use the restroom.
4. I can make the best out of a bad case scenario. I didn't really feel like going back out and doing the four mile loop again, but I'm glad I did now. Plus Tom and I found a new trail running friend! Welcome to the Warriors Kelli!
Success of the day though, belongs to Adam for helping run the main aid station on the course with only ONE other person. The 50Kers visited this aid station four times each and the 22.5K visited this aid station twice. That's a lot of visits. They did a great job and they were BUSY! Also, major congrats to Julie for completing her first race -- the 8K! Way to go Julie!
Time to get to some more serious training before the Run For Regis 50K in January!
Saturday, November 6, 2010
Dealing With Setbacks
So, my first few days back in the gym were comical, but my third was downright scary. I was doing some squats with the bar and the first few sets went really well. My third, when I lifted the bar and the weights up, I felt intense pain in my lower back. This was Thursday. Today, Saturday, I am still gimping around my house like an 80 year old. Usually I would just be annoyed by an injury of this nature... however I am scheduled to do another 50K next Sunday. Not entirely sure at this point if that'll be able to happen. Right now, I'd settle for being able to stand up straight and walk around my house.
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
I'm An Idiot...
So now that I've decided to do the 100K this coming Oil Creek 100 (October 2011), I've decided that I needed to get into a real lifting schedule and get as strong as I can. I'm sensing that it is going to be something that is easier said than done.
My goal is to lift three times a week. I was gung-ho, ready to go yesterday and felt like I was having a great workout. I was on my last set using some free weights and my left arm went completely limp. I managed to punch myself right in the groin area with a 20 pound weight. Needless to say, I felt really dumb and hurt myself all at the same time. I vowed today would be a better day.
At the gym today, I was trying to put a 45 pound weight on the end of a bar and managed to pinch the side of my finger between the bar and the weight. Now my finger is a lovely shade of purple and is swelled up just a touch. *SIGH* I guess no one said it would be easy. At least there were fewer people in my audience today.
Guess we'll see what happens tomorrow.
My goal is to lift three times a week. I was gung-ho, ready to go yesterday and felt like I was having a great workout. I was on my last set using some free weights and my left arm went completely limp. I managed to punch myself right in the groin area with a 20 pound weight. Needless to say, I felt really dumb and hurt myself all at the same time. I vowed today would be a better day.
At the gym today, I was trying to put a 45 pound weight on the end of a bar and managed to pinch the side of my finger between the bar and the weight. Now my finger is a lovely shade of purple and is swelled up just a touch. *SIGH* I guess no one said it would be easy. At least there were fewer people in my audience today.
Guess we'll see what happens tomorrow.
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