And so the hypochondria begins...

It's 5 weeks until my marathon which means the hypochondria has officially set in. I can't have all this training go to waste by picking up a flu bug, so be forewarned that if you so much as sniffle or cough around me during the next 5 weeks, I will have no choice but to douse the both of us with Lysol while I freebase Vitamin C. 
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Your Top 5 Energy Leaks

Your top 5 energy leaks... what are they? 

My friend Melody wrote a recent blog post about energy leaks which, as she describes them, are "...those things we face over and over, continuing to just deal with them, rather than take what would sometimes be mere minutes to just handle them once and for all."  An example of an energy leak (from the original author of energy leaks, Danielle LaPorte) is the lock that always sticks. 

That post got me to thinking about my energy leaks and I was amazed how quickly a mental list of these tiny, little annoyances in life formed. On the bright side, just recognizing and now labelling these items as "energy leaks" has motivated me to already deal with some and cross them off the list. 

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Smug Marrieds: Words of Encouragement

Last night at dinner Blair says, "You need to go back and read your blog entry."

"Which one?" I ask. 

"September 19th." 

"Why?"

"Because that's where you talk about finding your new running mantra of 'I don't stop when I'm tired, I stop when I'm finished.'"

"And...?"

"And you didn't do that at Salem Lake."

"Well that's pleasant," I say. "Would you like me to just bend over so you have a better target for when you kick me again?"

"In fact," Blair said, ignorning me, "Your new mantra should be something like (and here he raised his voice to his high-pitched "Dena voice"), 'I don't stop... unless I get kind of tired or out of sorts or it's, like, really hard or maybe I'm having a bad hair day.'" He took a bite of food and smiled at me. 

"What the hell?" I ask. "Did you drink a bottle of mean juice today?"

"I just think you should be careful of false advertising." 

Actually, I thought of that mantra over and over during the Salem Lake run. I also decided around mile 12, pretty much like Blair said, that I was getting myself a new friggin' mantra. I had a few in mind but I think now I'm going to go with something like:

"Run. Just to show the husband he's not right." 

Cheers,

Dena

Salem Lake 2011 30K: What Just Happened??

I have been staring at my laptop for 10 minutes, trying to figure out how to tell this story. Is it a story of defeat? A story of triumph? Yes and yes. I guess the best way to tell it is to just dive in.

Yesterday I, along with many friends, participated in the Salem Lake 30K trail run. I only signed up for the race Wednesday night with the goal to redeem myself from last year's horrid run. I wanted to run a better race this year and PR (set a new personal record). 

Did I succeed? I have no idea how to answer that.

Here's what happened.

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