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Oct8

Lost Soul Ultra 50km

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NOTE: I am writing this post during the Alberta Public Education Teacher Strike. I will not be doing a post regarding the importance of this current situation, but I am noting it so it’s a reminder of why I was able to find time to get this done from my to-do list.

Anyway. Onto my Lost Soul 50 km recap….

This would be my final big race of the year. The year started with my focus on London Marathon, and during that training I did a great local 10km race (Moonlight Run). I completed the London Marathon, earning my 5th Abbott World Marathon Major, then onto a solid half marathon a few weeks later. Trail season hit and my body felt it. It needed recovery. But I kept moving on and eventually got into a good swing of training this summer and kept building, feeling strong.

Could this be the year I not only beat my time from 2019 (6 hr 48 min) but could I get close to a sub 6 hour Lost Soul? Before the new year, I had written time goals for all my races. For every goal race so far, I had achieved my written goal. My goal for Lost Soul 50km was a 6:0x.xx. A dream goal was a sub 6 hour.

Overall my summer training went really well without mistep. I had one big stupid fall in late July and that sidelined me for about a and a half. But after that, I had a really great 4 hour run and felt as ready as I could be. But then, after a cool summer with an unseasonable amount of rain for Lethbridge….we got the heat.

I became worried. Heat is troublesome for me. I get cranky AF. I hate it. And I didn’t have a heat training built from a summer of burning, so I got nervous. If it was hot or smokey on race day, my goal times would have to take a backseat and my focus would be on a finish.

As race day neared closer, I started making my game plan. I knew it’d be tough for my husband to be my crew person, as I had some detailed plans for aid station stuff. Dan would have to be also taking care of Andy, and if they were late to an aid station and I was stressed, it could be a disaster. I offered the idea of being “my crew” to my returning Cross Country athletes at my school. All 6 boys took it on, and honestly…the day wouldn’t have gone as well if they hadn’t been my F1 Pit Crew. Sure, they had a huge cheat sheet that I went through with them the night before and put all the stuff together (I think I made it pretty hard to screw up…you just had to follow directions, haha). I know they were a bit nervous about the idea of actually screwing up, so I think that pressured them a bit to be on the ball with everything…they knocked it out of the park!

Race day came, September 6th. The weather had cooled that week and I knew it wouldn’t be terrible. The morning would be great but after the first two hours, it would start to warm. After going back and forth about what I would do to stay cool, we decided I would in fact use an ice-pack system in the bladder of my pack starting on Leg 3 (There are 5 legs total in the race). I borrowed a second Salomon hydration vest from my coach/friend so that way the F1 Crew could get it prepped to swap with me after Leg 2, with ice ready. I would also take ‘my stupid hat’ at that time, with water and ice in it. I HATE HATS. But I wore this Ciele bucket hat for the remainder of the race and it honestly probably saved me.

Courtesy of Ralph Arnold Photography

Back to the start of the race…I was a tad nervous in Leg 1 because I KNEW I was pushing it. I did Leg 1 is great time, under an hour, at 54 minutes… and I was admittingly a little worried if I went out too crazy. Leg 2 I kept holding on my pace pretty well and fell into a good groove. I did start to get hungry so getting to the aid station at Softball Valley was a welcomed arrival. I arrived to Softball Valley approximately 1 hour and 49 minutes into the race. I did my vest switch with my crew, had some more fuel and headed out.


Courtesy of Ralph Arnold Photography

I knew going onto Leg 3 that if I was to start to fall apart, it’d happen after Gun Range and Ryan’s Hill. I would feel it in my body, that I pushed to hard. I kept moving and going and felt strong. A note for this whole race is that I was pretty much on my own the entire time. No one with me to pace, no one right in front of me or right behind. I had to completely count on myself. I made it into Pavan almost exactly 3 hours into the race. So, I had 3 hours left to hit my goal of sub 6 hours. But it was onto the dreaded North Loop, which is 16km, pretty desolate and a big mind f&$K.

My F1 Pit Crew and I

I went on out and felt solid, very grateful for my stupid hat and ice in it. A weird thing happened, though, when I got to the first major coulee climb in the private land–my inner thighs started spasming. SHIT, I am going to fall apart out here on this private land that has nuclear sign warnings placed randomly. I am going to have to have someone evac me out.

Spoiler alert-I did not need an evac.

I kept moving, and I think my mind telling me to make it easy to figure out how fast I needed to go on the last leg….I made it back to Pavan in 2 hours. I was roughly 5 hours into this 50km foot race, with only about 7 km left to go (It is a 50 km race, but it measures approximately 51km). A friend came up as F1 Crew helped me and told me I was 3rd female, but did not know where 4th was in relation to me so I NEEDED TO GET GOING. I got going.

Every uphill I faced in the short final leg hurt my inner thighs, always spasming. But I had my eye on the finish. I kept going, knowing I was so close to home. And I could hit my goal. And surpass it.

As I made the final turns back into Softball Valley, the sweet sounds of Macklemore’s “Downtown” played in my airpods, I started crying, and I came into the finish line surrounded by people cheering me in. I not only got my handwritten goal of a 6:0X.xx, not only did I break 6 hours…I finished in a 5:47.33. Never in a million years did I think I had the ability to place 3rd place female overall in this damn race. This was the most amazing feeling and I could not be happier to be surrounded by Dan, Andy, my coach, my friends, my coworkers, my cross country athletes, and all other spectators. It was a fairy tale ending.

We stayed around to cheer other runners coming in, hang out with the people who cheered me in. I went home and showered and then headed back to Softball Valley to cheer on more finishers and just soak in the whole day. The next day was the banquet where we had an excellent breakfast, speakers and awards. It was everything I could have asked for in this weekend and I will always cherish Lost Soul 50km 2025.

May7

London Marathon 2025

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I am about a week and half post marathon, and I know the sooner I get this post out, the better it will be. I don’t plan to make this lengthy, just want to give an account of what the experience was participating in the 45th edition of the famous London Marathon!

More on this selfie later!

Last year I realized that the London Marathon would fall the week after Easter. This was a jackpot spot for me, as a teacher, as my school division has Spring Break from Good Friday through the following week. This meant I would be able to travel overseas for this event and only have to use my minimal personal days to cover a few days after the race. The entry and cost was the next step, and I found a tour provider, Dream Travel Canada, who I joined quickly. I didn’t care about the cost–I knew this was my way in. If you are curious about the cost, you can easily google it…it is pretty steep for getting a guaranteed race entry into this event. However, with the other option being their “Ballot” (the lottery) and it getting more insane every year (just a few days ago the ballot closed for next year’s race and a staggering 1.1 million people entered) this was my way to assure I got in during the perfect Easter bubble.

Training had been going great all season. I had a different goal going into this race, though—train for a 3:30 time, but know that this will not happen. I had that mindset for a variety of reasons.

1.) The overseas travel and jet lag to take into account. And that I would be landing in Paris the Tuesday before the race, doing Disneyland Paris, sightseeing, Eurostar to London, sightseeing, etc. When I do my recap on Disneyland, I really will comment on how much we actually walked before the race day…and while I had some regret in this about a week post-race, I know that looking back I truly have no regrets on how hard Ali and I toured Europe. I don’t know when I’ll be back there again! I didn’t want to spend my days leading up to the race in poorly air conditioned hotel rooms (come on Europe, that’s the only thing I have a complaint on)!

2.) Other world majors I have done can be very crowded. Lots of weaving, not sure how the corral system would work, etc. I didn’t want to be frustrated trying to weave through people and then ultimately fall short. In the end, I found the flow of the course to go quite well and that was not a problem at all (I think my start corral helped)

3.) I am paying an insane amount to travel here, so I wanted to have fun! I set a dumb goal of really going all out the first half, admitting to my coach I would “most likely fall apart” the second half, but then try to really just take in the sights and enjoy it. That is, in fact, exactly what I did and you can see that with my data on Strava.

The tour group we went with was great with communication. We had a meet up on the Friday evening at our hotel, a Holiday Inn, so we could meet other runners. At this meetup, someone offered me their spot on the bus for race morning to get to the start area. I gladly took this so I didn’t have to deal with transit race morning and it was appreciated. Race morning came, and they started breakfast early downstairs for the runners. It was mainly a cold buffet, and I thought I had eaten enough. In retrospect, I should have taken more food with me to the race area to eat before the event because I was struggling with hunger throughout the race. This has been something I have spoken with my coach about, as this training cycle I seem to never have enough calories. Sometimes, I know I am not eating enough. But other times I am baffled to why I feel empty. We hope to get this sorted out before my 50 km in September.

A group of us from the bus who were in the Blue Wave stuck together during the morning after going through security. We had around 1.5 hours to just sit and wait. Weather was overcast, but it was predicted to keep warming up throughout the day. One really great thing was the number of porta potties. I went, I think, 3 times before we got into the corrals and I never had to wait. This is a nerve-wracking thing for runners! The announcers were clear with directions and they explained when they would start queuing the different start waves. I was wave 3 in the blue corral. I admittingly put an estimated finish time 10 minutes faster than my personal best. But, given how I knew I was tackling this race, I knew that for at least the first 10 km I would be cruising at that pace. What was cool about the Blue corral was that we got to start on the ‘official’ start line. There were two other corrals that would then feed into one another around the 5km mark, and they started in other off-shoots of the main start line. My co-worker, Jeni, who killed the race in a 3:07 and was the 10th fastest female finisher from Canada, was starting in Pink. We were at the same hotel, but we never saw each other on race day due to start area logistics.

It was an exciting start and I do think I teared up as I went across the start line. Music and excitement at these races bring on emotions and I can’t control them. This was the start of my 5th Abbott World Major…now I just needed to get to the finish! I went out fast, like I said I would, and just kept with the pace. Crap-already hungry. I had eaten one pack of my Honey Stingers while sitting around, so I have one more pack of honey stingers and 4 Xact bars, along with Xact electrolytes to get me through. Thank god for the spectators later in the course who had cut up oranges and gummies…god bless.

I won’t talk about mile by mile, but my first half generally went with the plan. Go hard, then fall apart…haha. The point I knew things would change would be as we approached the iconic Tower Bridge. I actually met up briefly with a former math student of mine the day prior-he lives near Tower Bridge. He and a friend were going to come watch race morning. I actually spotted him….Zitong! Zitong! He got my picture. Then the vibe over Tower Bridge was electric. So many photographers. So cool. Such energy. Then I got off the bridge, all hyped up, to then do a double-take….IS THAT GORDON FUCKING RAMSEY??? I turned around and went BACK around 50 meters and basically yelled in his face “GORDON RAMSEY!!!!?!?!?!?!?!” He just started laughing. I think he gave me a hug, maybe a fist bump, I now don’t remember. But I asked for a selfie. That is the photo at the top of the page. He was laughing and I was digging my phone out of my pack. He tells me to hurry up! and I get the photo, thank him and on my way….but not until i take the time to send this photo to a group chat of friends at what would be around 3:00 am. This was a race highlight and if I had been taking it too seriously, wouldn’t have been able to enjoy.

Hi!!!
I don’t know that woman, but she looks happy too!

The second half of the race started to get warm. It got to a high of around 22 degrees Celsius, which on paper isn’t “hot.” But all week we were getting emails warning us about it. When you train all winter and pull off outdoor workouts in -40, this is quite the swing. There was also something about the air flow in the second half of hte race….larger buildings around, sun reflecting off the buildings, etc….I was taking the small water bottles every station they had them. I would swig some water, then squirt a bunch all over my head. Rinse and repeat. There was also ice that I grabbed and put in my buff.

This whole time, since race start, my calves were cramping. They actually were like this since Friday morning. I had woken up in the middle of the night with what I thought were Charlie horses. Whatever it was, the cramping never went away. Probably due to the fac that on Wednesday I walked 38,000 in Disneyland Paris…but that’s another story. I contemplated time and again about stopping at an aide tent to get my calves massaged, but I was worried that if I stopped it would be harder to stop again. So I just slowed down and trucked on.

As I got to the final 5km, Ali was able to find me from a spot she was standing on the bridge. I wasn’t aware of this until after the race, but I am glad she was able to spot me in the masses of 56,000 people. She said my tall red socks along with bright yellow vest helped a ton. I knew I could still get a sub 4 hour time, which honestly was the time I wanted in the back of my head when all was said and done, so I kept moving. Running to see Big Ben was awesome! The turn down the finish line in the Buckingham Palace area was also really cool, but I couldn’t really properly soak it in as I just wanted to finish. In the end, I finished with a respectable time of 3:57.26. Of my five world majors, this one is my 3rd fastest—I’ll take it!

Big Ben in the background
5th World Major completed!

They only had water and their sport drink to hand out as post-race refreshments. Possibly due to the sheer number of runners, but this was rough as I was really wishing for a bagel or something. I guess if you knew you’d want something right away, you woul dhave wanted to check a bag. But then you’d still have to walk to claim that and all. It was just weird to me as a North American to not get any post race food item. But, I will say that exiting the race was a lot quicker than North American races. In New York, I swear we walked another 5 km through Central Park to help ease the crowds before we were actually allowed out. Here, I just wandered through this wide gathering area to an exit, and then Ali sent me visual descriptions of which alley way to turn down to find her at a pub, where she waited for me with a beer in hand. We then took a slow walk back to our hotel (about 2 miles) and we stopped at a pub that was giving a free burger to all finishers who brought in their medal. There—I got my food!

Do I recommend doing London? Hell yeah, especially if you are on the 6 World Major track. Would I do it again? No. There are too many other races out there in the world to do. The cost for me to get here to do this race was heavy, but it was worth it. I had a great experience and I cherish the memories not only of the race day, but the trip to Europe and all the hard months training. I am really proud of the things I accomplished leading up to this race, and only I can understand how important those milestones are. London 2025….thank you for everything.

Mar27

Moonlight Run 2025

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Moonlight Run. I have written so many recaps of this race over the years. It is a Lethbridge staple in the running community. I am sure I have also referred to it as the “kick-off” to the running season. 8:00 pm start for the 10km…8:15 pm start for the 6km. Over 2000 runners. Twilight start, and moonlit ending. This race had everything. There has been years it’s been windy, raining, snowing, ice-skating terrain, mud….but this year was something special.

Photo captured by oncourse photographer, Blair Takahasi. Coming around the last corner by CASA…my 1st race as a 40 year old, so the speed limit sign is fitting.

Our whole family was registered for Moonlight Run, and as the race day got closer, Andy just wouldn’t stop talking about it. He was very excited about it this year, as last year was his first time doing the 6km. But, it was in a full-blown blizzard! He ran in snow boots and snow pants! And the time was a chiptime of 58:13. Even after the terrible weather last year, he was ready for this year. We went as a family to pickup our race bibs and shirts on Friday night, and Andy was excited to put his shirt on at home that evening. But we would have a long while until the race began the next evening.

Excited we could get a kids shirt that fit him!
Family bibs ready to go!

The interesting thing with race day for Moonlight Run is that you have the WHOLE DAY before the actual event. No early wake up, no needing to think really about your breakfast intake….you go about the day almost as normal, but don’t want to be doing too much in preparation for the race. Even a nap midday is helpful, and then having to plan an earlier dinner, but not too-heavy of a dinner, before the race.

And the nerves. They build. With it being the start of race season, I put a lot of pressure on myself when I race the 10km, as this sort of sets the tone for the season. Yes, it’s ‘just a local race,’ but for me (and probably many more of our friends) it is much more.

Andy was so excited about the race that he drove us bonkers all day long. He was acting silly, asking tons of questions, telling us the same thing over and over again about Moonlight Run, reminding us about running in snow pants last year…we were going to walk over to the race start, since our house is located very close to downtown, an we ended up just leaving the house earlier than planned since it seemed the anticipation was driving this kid nutso.

Before the race!
Andy giving us a smirk as they get setup for the race

It is always very busy at the start area and lots of stuff going on to see. They had drummers and other performers, people congregating and meeting up with friends, announcements about race procedures. I ended up leaving Dan and Andy with our friends so I could do a quick warmup. I ended up stripping down my layers to put away in our backpack (which Dan would check eventually) along with my phone, and got into the start corral. After some announcements, pep talk, a draw for a free pair of shoes, and Oh Canada…we were ready to start!

My race plan all along was to start out hard and try to hold on best I could. I really wanted to just go ‘all out’ and challenge myself to achieve a 10km race time that I used to achieve. I also was ok with knowing that perhaps my legs would give out before heading back up Wendy’s hill. So I went out with nothing to lose. First mile I knew I would be going fast…and it’s downhill. I ended up clocking a 6:22 minute mile for the first one. OK…lets see how long I can hang on to something. My second mile was 6:55. Still a sub 7 minute, so that was something. I then set my mind on getting a great 5km time. We were now on flat ground and heading north in Indian Battle Park. We were starting to get more spaced out, so I just kept my focus on individuals close to me to try to catch up to people and not let them get too far away. By mile 3, I was at a 7:13. I was slowing, but I knew that would happen. I just couldn’t let that discourage me. My legs, particularly my quads, were sore (from the fast downhill pounding to the river valley) and I was starting to notice my empty stomach. I needed this to be done sooner rather than later so I could get some food, so my focus now went to just getting the thing done.

I was able to make some ground on people in front of me, even as we all got more spread out. I clocked a 7:18 for mile 4. I knew then at that point I had about one more mile of flat, then would have the rest of it uphill out of the river bottom. I was feeling strong, but I did slow more, but I felt powerful as I was able to make ground on people around me. I was at a 7:30 mile when I got to the biggest challenge of Moonlight Run-Wendy’s Hill.

Why is it called Wendy’s Hill? Well, there is a Wendy’s at the top of the climb out of the river valley! It is about a 1 km ascent from the river bottom to the top of this hill, and then still a slight incline all the way to the finish. At this point in the race, the 10km runners are also joining up with 6km runners who are on the same return (they just never headed out north like we did). This hill is well lit and the incline is fairly constant, so even though it is long, it doesn’t change drastically. I was able to stay strong as we climbed up and I kept focusing on my goal of hitting a sub 46 minute time. I knew I would be close, and not quitting on myself would be important.

I climbed out of that river valley and could hear the one pipe band playing near 7th st. I could see the crowds starting to build near CASA and the finish line. I was almost there. The time for mile 6 was a 8:47, which seems like such a drop compared to the other miles, but I know that incline out at the end is HARD. And I knew at this point I couldn’t slow down. Lots of people around me were trying to kick in for their last stretch, much like me in that photo at the top. I felt like I could sense someone gaining on me….no clue who it was…they could have been a 6km runner, 10km runner, older/younger….I didn’t care. I didn’t want anyone passing me in the final 100 m. I ran the last approximately quarter mile in around a 6:42 pace. I crossed the finish line in a chip time of 45:28, well surpassing my goal!

I may had finished my race, but I wasn’t done yet. I now quickly made my way to the bag drop to claim our backpack. I got out my phone and checked on the Garmin Live Tracker where Andy and Dan were. They were coming up Wendy’s Hill and were over half way done. I went down the course a bit so I could hopefully catch them coming in to the final stretch. The livetracker was so helpful as I refreshed it every 30 seconds or so to see their blue dot come closer and closer. With the darkness in the sky and the street lights and crowds, it was hard to sometimes pick people out. And lots of people were coming in now. I saw them coming and I just started taking picture after picture and yelling for them. They were doing awesome! Dan and Andy finished strong and Andy had an extremely strong finish time of 41:10….remember his time last year? 58 minute and change! What an improvement! Dan said Andy was AWESOME the whole race…it was very crowded and he listened so well and never walked or complained. Next year he is going to go for under 40 minutes!

Matching strides!
All smiles!

This night went as well as we could have hoped for and exceeded our expectations. We got our slices of pizza after finish, bundled up and walked home. Andy got thrown in the shower immediately and emerged in his bathrobe and finisher medal. He went to bed then dad and I had snacks, beer and watched a movie. My body felt like shit the next morning, but it was a good shit. I earned it. And I was happy.

Here’s to the 2025 running season! And to showing myself that being 40 years old doesn’t mean anything! If anything, it makes me stronger than ever before!

May30

Rita’s Run 5km

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Rita’s Run 5km

Saturday, May 25th, marked the Rita’s Run 5km and 10km to benefit mental health. This race is put on by Kinetic Cycle & Fitness-this is where I go for my cross-training workouts! It is a fantastic spin, row and weight studio and I highly recommend going here for a great workout.

The day was BEAUTIFUL and couldn’t have asked for better weather! Blue skies, no wind, gorgeous colours all around in the river bottom. The race was located down at the Elks Compound in Indian Battle Park and the start and finish would be in the same vicinity. The 10km started at 9:00 am and the 5km at 9:15 am. I am grateful that Dan drove Andy and I down and dropped us off near the starting area, as we just had a short walk to the start. The parking in the river bottom area is very scattered and limited, and it was very packed with this event. We had more than enough time to get to start area and Dan meet us there before the 5km began.

Andy was excited for this race becuase it was a ‘real race,’ meaning he had a race bib and timing. We have always been stressing to Andy that when we do 5km events he just has to try his best and he can’t always expect a personal best time each race. With the temperature outside that morning along with his spirit, I knew a personal best time was possible.

When we run 5km races together, I am his pace bunny. He knows he shouldn’t go faster than mom because he may get too tired. He did a great job doing this that day! What he didn’t do, however, was stop talking! The amount of energy Andy uses trying to ask me questions during a race is so funny. But I know he was having fun.

Another fun thing about the race was that since it was local, there were lots of people running and spectating the race that we knew. Andy likes it when people cheer him on and recognize him. He also saw some classmates from school doing the race too. Whenever we have a race that has an out-and-back component it is really motivating for him becuase a lot of runners will cheer him on as he is heading back. Seeing a 6-year-old’s legs move as quick as his is shocking, so I think he throws a lot of people off when they see him.

Pure joy !
Racing with mom

His miles splits were so consistent: 9:54, 9:58 and 10:05. I did tell Andy when we hit every kilometre along with every mile….he sort of understands the difference (miles are where Grandma lives, kilometres are here). So if anything he now knows that 5km is 3.11 miles! Anyhow, telling him where we are at and how much is left to go really keeps this kid moving. As we came into the finish, dad was there with some friends cheering us on. He got a really good video of us coming in and finishing, along with some commentary encouraging that Andy “takes me” at the finish. And what did we have, but another personal best. Time of 30:37, placing 3/17 in the 10 & under male and 78/355 overall! We are so proud of Andy and fully expect him to crack 30 minutes sometime this year, whether it be at Park Run or a registered 5km race. Time to get this kid some new running shoes!

Aug15

You Look Fantastic for Just Having a Kid

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…Thanks…?

PREFACE: I have thought about doing a post like this for some time, but always shyed away.  But, in the last week a few things triggered me to do this.  If you are looking at the title of this and are thinking one thing about what I’m about to say, either stop reading or maybe read all the way though.  And I’d also suggest holding comments until you’ve read the whole post….or maybe after reading it you’ll just keep your comments to yourself….

And now onto my post….

I’ll be honest-I am one of those mom’s who get the random comments about “how great you look for just having a kid.”  And I will say it now, that I do feel pretty damn great about how I look right now.

 I’m sure some of you are thinking “Andrea you arrogant bitch, why are you writing about this?”  But bear with me.  

The trouble with this comment is that it comes unsolicited from strangers.  I most recently had a mom say it to me yesterday at Andy’s swim lessons.  She was watching her two kids in the lessons, while the youngest sat on the side with her.  Yes, it was nice that she said this to me.  But what do I say in response?

If I say a simple “thanks” and walk onward, do I not look appreciative?  I am not the most exuberant person out there, so sometimes my responses seem cold.  Is she expecting me to unload about how I got myself to look like this?  What is my workout regime….do I follow a special diet….maybe I am one of those mom’s who can just bounce back to a good figure…

But what if Andy was my adopted son?  And I never was even pregnant with him?  Then really it’s a stranger commenting on a postpartum body when maybe it was never pregnant at all.  What would an adoptive mother do in a case like this?  Do they just lie and say “Thanks” or do they go on a whole story about how this isn’t actually their biological child.  Then the stranger is in for an earful and really they probably didn’t want to hear your whole life story.

You’re probably still thinking that I should just smile and say thanks and move on.  But really, it’s bothering me.

The whole fascination on postpartum bodies is a topic in itself.  But every body is different.  And for strangers to go up to new mom’s and make comments on their bodies, even if they are in heart “positive” is just a little invasive.

If a stranger comments to me about my body, do they really want to hear the whole story?

Here is the bullet-point timeline

  • Always felt awkward looking in grade school due to bad haircut and fro
  • Didn’t like that I was taller than most of the girls growing up (funny, I know…I’m 5’3)
  • Was on Pom Pon Squad and Track & Field in high school.  Naturally muscular and never “skinny”
  • Wanted to be “skinny”
  • Bad couple months in grade 12 where I dropped close to 15 pounds with the stupid goal to get under 100 pounds
  • Hit puberty late after high school probably because of my intense exercise all those years and the body issues.
  • Dad dies end of freshman year in college in 2004
  • College is a yo-yo of bad food and lots of drinking
  • Started running long distance, however, it was maybe one race a year
  • Graduated college and met Dan
  • Moved to a new Country less than a year later
  • Did the crazy ‘pre-wedding diet’ before our wedding in 2010
  • Started taking anxiety medication mainly related to the death of my father
  • Slowly gained weight after wedding and tried to figure out what I wanted to do for exercise
  • Started this blog in 2013 and signed up for a shitload of running events
  • Kept running in 2014 and realized if I put my focus on running I could get a whole lot faster
  • Tried to qualify for Boston Marathon twice in 2014.  Failed.
  • Tried to qualify for Boston Marathon once in 2015.  Success
  • Decided to wait to try to have a kid until after Boston Marathon
  • Ran Boston Marathon in 2016.  Yay!
  • Foot Surgery in June 2016.  Can’t run until August.
  • Start trying to have a kid in fall
  • Find out we are pregnant!
  • Have a miscarriage
  • Get pregnant six weeks later
  • Run four times a week for the first 37 weeks of my pregnancy until I can’t run due to elevated blood pressure.
  • Have Andy on October 19, 2017!!!
  • Cleared to run two weeks later
  • Sign up  for 2018 Berlin Marathon
  • First week of December have an emergency appendectomy.  Can’t run again until January
  • Would have to be going back to work if I was still a teacher in the USA. However, I have am fortunate to be taking a year off here in Canada
  • Slowly get back into running and going to various stroller/baby mama boot camps
  • Run my first half marathon postpartum in April 2018 (farthest distance I had ran since June 2016)
  • Keep going to boot camps and training for the Berlin Marathon all while using a running stroller
  • Proud of my postpartum body but realize that my body did not become this way overnight

So you may still be thinking I should just say “Thanks” and move on.  What the issue I have is that strangers really should be mindful of both pregnant women and mothers before making comments.  Really, people should be mindful of just people in general before they make comments.  Its one thing to make these seemingly innocent comments to close friends or family, but why do people find the need to say it to strangers?

A friend of mine posted an article that had to do with someone asking a new mother the question “Are you Breastfeeding?”  I can see now, as a mom, why this question can cross the line especially if a stranger asks.

IT IS NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS!

Sure, maybe we are breastfeeding.  Great.  If I answer yes to you, are you going to say “Congratulations?”  Maybe I tried to breastfeed but my baby was born so early that my hormones were all jacked and my milk never came in.  Maybe we chose from the start to feed our baby formula.  Maybe we are choosing to exclusively pump, which by the way counts as breastfeeding.  But then maybe that stranger will look at your cluelessly to why you are doing that.

I recognize that a lot of the times these innocent comments from strangers are meant with the best of intentions.  I am fortunate that I did not receive a lot of unsolicited advice while I was pregnant, and really I haven’t had a lot of that postpartum either.  But I know of friends who have felt the “mom-shame” before and I can imagine it sucks.  While the title of this post does not particularly seeming ‘mom-shame worthy” it is still putting a mom in a weird situation that could just be avoided.

Being pregnant with Andy and now being a mom has taught me a lot.  But honestly, one of the main things is to just bite my tongue.  When you are around new mom’s in a “mom group” and you don’t necessarily agree with someone’s parenting technique…is it really worth arguing about?  Same thing goes with social media:  someone says something you don’t agree with, say, in the political arena.  I’ma math teacher, not a social teacher….I’m not a political science expert. I keep my mouth shut and don’t chime in my two cents. (I do possibly hide some people from my newsfeed just so I don’t have to keep seeing our opposing views)

So next time you feel the need to say something, anything, to a stranger (or even a close friend or family) take a second to think if it is really a necessary comment.  Are you saying it to just make yourself feel better?  Are you saying it to incite turmoil?  Why do you feel the need to say it at all?  While we may have been brought up with the ideal that if you don’t have anything nice to say, then don’t say it…maybe even save some of those seemingly innocent “nice” comments or questions to yourself.  You never know what the whole story is about a person.  And if you ask, you may open up a whole new can of worms.

Nov15

Getting Back in the Game

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Its been 5 weeks since I was told I needed to stop running and 4 weeks since I was admitted to the hospital to be induced.  I will admit, that one of my biggest concerns going into labour was “when would I be able to run again?”  I know, that’s a bit selfish.  But, running is part of my identity.  I don’t plan on losing that piece of me now that I am a mom.  I need it for my health, sanity and well-being.  My husband if 100% behind me running and working out again as soon as possible post-partum, however, he was nervous because he didn’t want me to go out there too soon and do something detrimental to my body.  Fair enough.

When we took Andy to his first doctor’s appointment on October 25th, Dan wanted to talk with him about when I would be able to start running again.  Dr. Galbraith is not only Andy’s doctor but mine as well.  He is also has a sports medicine clinic here in Lethbridge.  He is well aware of my running background and what I did as far as exercise during my pregnancy.  After talking with Dr. Galbraith, he informed us that it would be safe for me to go out and run after 2-3 weeks from the date of delivery.  This obviously is not the same for everyone who just had a baby.  He took into account my previous running experience before being pregnant, how active I was during the pregnancy, and any trauma my body may have went through during the actual labour and delivery.  My labour was painful as hell due to being induced, but my delivery went very smooth.  He made it key that I needed to listen to my body when I start running again, which was something I was doing all throughout the pregnancy.  I was very happy to hear this from the doctor, and it was enough information for my husband to feel confident that I would not be doing harm to my body once I started working out.

On November 1st, I ran my first single mile since week 37.  I felt great out there.  I was cautious with my running, did not overdo myself, and was listening to the changes my body had taken.  This was just the start of the next chapter in my life as a ‘mother runner.’

My plan for the rest of 2017 is simple:  For November, I will be running 4 days a week.  Sunday, Monday, Wednesday and Saturday.  The distances on those days are not set in stone.  They will often be between 1-3 mile runs, working up to maybe a 4 miler by the end of the month.  I will go to Runners Soul Run Club on the Wednesday nights it is offered and do their route.  I also registered for my first post-pregnancy race on Saturday, November 18th—The Claus Cause 5km.  I am also adding in other components to my exercise regime on the days I am not running.  On Tuesday & Thursday, I will be attending Kinetic Fitness and taking the Baby Mama Boot Camp class, which I can take Andy to!  It is a great way to meet other mom’s and get a great workout in.  And on Fridays, I will attend the free Kinetic-On-The-Go HIGH Fitness class that they hold in the morning.  I can also bring Andy to this one, as it is in the gym of an LDS church and kids are welcome.

Every day has some form of exercise scheduled in, with also room for walks (weather permitting).  Having three fitness activities that I can bring Andy along with is key, as it gets us out of the house!  And being able to run those 4 days a week helps get me back at building a base.  In December, I will continue the classes at Kinetic but I also plan on participating in Runners Soul Run Streak, where you commit to run at least 1 mile a day each day for the whole month.  There are prizes each day, so there is that extrinsic motivation.  I also hoped to get on at least one 6 mile training run before the end of the year.  Once 2018 rolls around, Half Marathon Club begins and training for  local 10km, 10 miler and the RunDisney Star Wars Half begins!

I think it’s safe to say all new mom’s long to get their bodies back to where they were before being pregnant.  Yes, I am one of those mom’s.  But, more so than worrying about a number on the scale, I long to get myself back into the running shape I was in before.  I know it will take some time, and I also know it’ll take some work.  But it is important to me to get back to the level I was at pre-baby—I worked so hard to get to that point that I don’t want it to just be a distant memory.  I hope in the near future to re-qualify for the Boston Marathon…that will be the true signifier that I’ve done it.  But until then, I will put in the time and try not to get frustrated if it takes a bit longer than I hoped.

Jan13

My Next “Big Event”

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Hello and happy 2017 everyone!  I have recently returned from the Walt Disney World Marathon Weekend, where I completed the Goofy Challenge*…there’s an asterisk there because in the history books, this will be the race weekend that had the half marathon cancelled.  I will be doing a complete write-up on the weekend, but I wanted ot let everyone know some of the basics:

The WDW half, which was scheduled to be held on Saturday, January 7th, was cancelled the night before due to a threatening storm coming through the area.  Thunder and lightning occurred all throughout the evening and into the morning, and this would have cause the race to be cancelled either while we were in the corrals waiting to start, or after we started.  It would have been a disaster!  So, many runners did their own “unofficial” WDW half later that day when the storm system cleared.  I completed the 13.1 miles with two friends.  We wanted to complete the distance, so that we could wear our Challenge medals with pride the next day.  On Sunday, January 8th, the marathon went on without a hitch.  I was able to run with my best friend Ali, as she completed her very first full marathon.  It was an amazing weekend!

I alluded in my last post that I would be talking about what was in store for 2017…well, as you can see by my updated “countdown” on the side….I am pregnant!  I am due late July, and while I was in Disney I hit the 12 week mark.  Today I am 13 weeks, and will be heading to Calgary to get my combined First Trimester Screening test done.  My husband and I are very excited, anxious, nervous, scared, elated, etc.  We have always wanted to have a kid, but I was always the one who had concrete running goals I wanted to achieve first….qualify for Boston, go to Boston…then get foot surgery due to all my running…Really, I think waiting longer was also in my husband’s mind too, but I always was the one with the “bucket list” of things I wanted to achieve before we started a family.

WDW Marathon Weekend!

WDW Marathon Weekend!

I know runners who read this page wouldn’t think anything negative about it, but the general public I know will say “Wait…so you ran a half marathon and a full marathon while 12 weeks pregnant?  Is that safe?”  The long and short of it is, YES.  I had been in talks with my family doctor (who runs a sports medicine clinic) since this past summer and he was well aware of my Goofy Challenge goals.  When I got referred to my OB-GYN, the first thing I let her know was that I was flying out to Orlando in January to do a 39.3 mile challenge.  She said “Great!”  Everyone is different—obviously, if you were doing your first full marathon and just started running, there may be some hesitation.  This was not my first rodeo.  I also was not going for any time goal of say, a Boston qualification.  I had to change some of my fueling during the race (as in increase my food intake) and watch my heart rate.  I know my body, even when I have a baby growing in it, and I could recognize if there was any impending issues.  And now, I can say I completed a half and full marathon while 12 weeks pregnant!  Should I maybe have gotten an additional medal for each since really I ran for two?!?!?!

Goofy Challenge Finisher!

Goofy Challenge Finisher!

So what’s the plan now going into 2017?  Well, I am registering for a few local races, with the farthest distance being a 10km.  I am planning on running 3-4 days a week, as long as I am allowed to during this pregnancy.  I will begin Runners Soul Marathon Club next weekend, where I will run with the half marathon distance runners on Saturdays.  My times will not be important, I am just doing this to stay fit and active.  Once I get to a 10 mile training run distance, I may have to cut it short or I may have to walk a bit.  And that’s fine.

So that’s my news.  My next big event.  The training will be a little different than what I’ve grown accustomed, but I’m ready to take it on!

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My “Announcement” shirt…wore the tank during my “unofficial” WDW Half


Feb12

Strength Training as Cross Training…and More…

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I mentioned a while back that I was attempting to get into the fitness centre twice a week to do weights and strength training with my friends from work, JJ and Shannon. I figured this would be helpful for my Spartan Races….which it has! I have had a tough time sticking with going on both Monday and Wednesday morning, partly because I get lazy in the morning. Unless it is a race day or a long run with Runners Soul Marathon Club on a Saturday, I love to SLEEP. This week, I could not pull myself out of bed on Monday for our workout (I felt just exhausted and beat from my half marathon the day before). But, I did get myself up and out of bed in time for our Wednesday workout…..but OUR workout turned out to be just a ME workout.

JJ and Shannon ditched me Wednesday. Alright, alright, they didn’t ditch me…just on Monday when I ditched them, they decided they wouldn’t be coming in Wednesday (Shannon was going to be at Curling Zones that day). I just didn’t find out about this until I got to work at 6:50 am and no one was there. For a split second, I was tempted to just change into my regular clothes and bail. Then, I thought of just going in and doing the elliptical. It wasn’t until I actually walked in the doors of the fitness centre that I realized I should just stick with what I was going to be doing all along—arms and abs.

I still am not wise when it comes to being in a weight room, but I had luckily remembered 7 of the 8 exercises from the circuit we did the Wednesday prior. We did this circuit three times, with a short break in between. I laid out the mat for bicycle abs, the Swiss ball for the other thing of abs, got a plate ready for whatever the thing is where you are inclined on your stomach and lift up….got barbells set for lunges and bench press…got a bar out with light weights for what I think is called “Military Press” and some other squat thing…and since I couldn’t remember the 8th thing, I took out a box to out under the hand grips by the chin up bar so I could reach and do hanging abs. Wow….I am such a fish out of water in the weight room, can you tell? I seriously don’t know what any of the proper names of things are…I just follow JJ and Shannon around.

It would be boring to go on and try to explain everything I did, because it would also be painful to try to interpret what the hell I’m saying. But I will say this—immediately upon starting my first set in the weight room solo, I thought of my dad. And I couldn’t stop thinking about him. The weight room was his place of worship. It was his safe haven. I had these images in my head of heading into our basement to go ask him a question and stopping outside the back room…his weight room. If he was in the middle of a set I knew to just stand and wait and then talk to him after. I remembered the random home video from the late 1980s we have of him doing bench presses in the basement while I’m dribbling a basketball next to him. I have mentioned before that he would mention to me on occasion about trying to lift, and I always shot him down. He never pushed, though, because he wasn’t like that. As I grew up, he could clearly see it “wasn’t my thing” so we left it at that. But having all these thoughts in my head early on a Wednesday morning made me push myself.

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I never pictured myself in a million years in a fitness centre, alone, doing a weight training circuit. But this Wednesday, I was. I started this blog to honour the memory of my dad, I started all my crazy running to help deal with my loss…and now I have found that being alone in the weight room is another way to reflect and just live. I felt alive. And I felt like he was there with me. He always is.

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The pictures of my dad before the last paragraph are from 1995. He had undergone triple bypass surgery in June of that same year. These were taken in November. He was 43 years old. Heart Disease can effect anyone.

Apr22

Running in Memory of Andrew Lammers-Fundraising Information

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Below is a copy of an email I have forwarded to family and friends in my personal email contact list. I wanted to share it with everyone as a general note and reminder about my purpose and goal of this page. If you regularly read my page, you probably know what I am doing and why I am doing it! If not, here is some general information and more details about my fundraising goals and efforts. Thanks!

Hi everyone. As many of you know, I have started a year-long running journey in memory of my dad, Andrew Lammers. I am documenting this journey through entries on my website, www.jemesouviens2004.com. If you haven’t had a chance to take a look at the site, I hope you find time to see some of the things I have included. Every Sunday, I update the page with a new post. The posts range in topic—about my training, race recaps, family history, Disney trips, and more. I try and tie everything together with the common link of my dad, and the important role he played on my life, and others.

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My dad and I on his 50th birthday, presenting me at the Franklin Junior Miss Competition.

By running numerous road races and reflecting on the past through blog entries on my website, I am honouring my day’s memory, as it has been 9 years since his premature passing on April 25, 2004. My training will culminate in January 2014, where I will now officially be participating in the Dopey Challenge during Walt Disney World Marathon Weekend. This challenge covers four days, where I will compete in a 5 km, 10 km, half marathon and full marathon. This is 48.6 miles in four days!

I am asking you to show your support in my journey by reading, commenting and sharing my web page. I would also appreciate you considering donating to one of two charities—-American Heart Association (USA) or Heart & Stroke Foundation (Canada). I have created personal fundraiser pages directly associated with their organization. From my webpage, you can view information regarding the charities and links to their national web pages. My personal page for each organization offers secure donations, much like the national pages would. The direct links to my fundraising page with even more information can be found below:

American Heart Association

Andrea’s American Heart Association Fundraising Page

Heart & Stroke Foundation

Andrea’s Heart & Stroke Foundation Fundraising Page

I have set a goal of $1000 for each of these organizations, for a total of $2000. I have raised $635 for American Heart Association and $435 for Heart and Stroke Foundation. I am on my way but could definitely use your help! This time is better than ever, as I have 5 races in the next 8 weeks! I have also been very proud of how my past races this year have already gone, making my personal record in the half marathon (1 hour 53 minutes 52 seconds) and placing second in my age group at the Lethbridge Ten Mile Road Race (1 hour 23 minutes 14 seconds). Your love and support over the next 8 week stretch will be crucial and appreciated, as I am sure my body is going to want to quit on me by the time the “Millarville Run to the Farmer’s Market Half Marathon” occurs on June 15th!

Thank you for taking the time to read this email. Please let me know if you have any other questions. Feel free to share this email with anyone whom would find it of interest. Take care.

 

Love,

Andrea

Aug21

To Infinity & Beyond

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My dad in Disney World, April 2003…

This picture is the influence for this blog, in which I will be keeping a record of my preparation for the event of a lifetime. The training I am about to tackle is not new to me, however, the reflection and importance that will take place during the time leading up to the summit is what I have been dreaming of…what is that event, you may ask? Well, stay tuned….