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“training is the opposite of hoping”

the most amazing words i have ever seen.


found here.

if those words aren’t enough for you.

the songs will be.

i thought i wanted dessert.


i’m getting up early to go to the gym.

there is no better satisfaction than changing your body

for the better.

Thanks for reminding me Nike.

I love that company.


Yo, Nike+!

What the dilly yo?

I am disappointed. Not in your product, no, not at all, I love it. And you know that. Run, Run, Run that’s what I do.

What I am upset with is: your advertising scheme. Because, quite frankly, I should be your spokesperson. I could sell Nike+ to ANYONE.

Please believe it.

Let’s get serious here. Without YOU I couldn’t have run my marathon. In fact, without you I would never have even considered running one. All the motivation I ever needed was in my IPOD Nano and Nike Kicks. In fact, all the motivation I think anyone needs is in the Nike+ system, which is why I am such a huge fan and supporter of the Nike+ movement.

Let me break this down: I am really, really, really  jealous of Cameron, Hansen, Kelly,  Paul and the rest of the gang because I want to be one of your ‘people’.

* For those of you who don’t know Nike+ has new online advertisements that feature “everyday” Nike+ users and they explain how and why they use it and how it has changed their lives. For instance, Paul was found because he blogged about Nike+ and is a self proclaimed computer geek. Then there is Cameron who used to be on the Cornell running team and now she has graduated and has kept up her training thanks to Nike+, Kelly was a drinker and a smoker but now she is living a healthy lifestyle thanks to Nike+, they all have their own story in fact, Hansen is going to run his first Marathon too*

Is it really too much to ask? Just fly out to CT or PA, whichever is easier for you ( 🙂 ) and feature me in an advertisement and then hire me in May to work on your Nike+ PR team.



Great for you. Great for me.

Sounds like plan.

Oh and P.S. wish me luck Nike+ because I am headed to Finish Line to battle them (once again) for my Nike+ kicks…that I was supposed to get for Christmas, but didn’t come in on time ( in fact 2 weeks late) and then were not the right shoes, and then the awesome salesman at Finish Line treated me like crap and wouldn’t allow me to return the shoes because I only have the receipt from the store not the shipping code, so now poor little 20 something LB had to bring her Dad with her because no one will listen to me…I will NEVER buy shoes from Finish Line ever again…all a girl wants to do is run.

Peace Up. A-Town Down 2007



You suck. Bye.

That’s what I have to say about 2007. As you can see I absolutely loved every second of it.

It hasn’t been an easy year for me. There has been too many deaths and some huge unwanted changes. Changes I can’t even write about. Therefor changes most of you don’t know about. Changes I am still desperately trying to adapt to.

I figured I would write this 2007 wrap-up and bitch and complain about everything that sucked about double-oh-seven. But nope. I won’t do it.


Guess what I did in one year?

In one year I ran 615 miles. Six hundred and fifteen miles. 989 kilometers. I technically ran the width of the state of Virginia a little more than three times. The were a few months when I ran the width of Connecticut in those mere 30/31 days.

I ran a freaking marathon. I still can’t believe it. 26.2 miles. I did it.

I’ve been through 3 pair of sneakers as well as dozens of socks and sports bras. My feet have taken a huge beating in ’07. And guess what? They aren’t getting a break. I’ll keep running up, until and through ’08. Thank you Nike+.

I turned 21. A perfect age. The freedom to go out and get a drink is one I will always appreciate. Always. Self-medication (remember my year sucked?!)…yessss.

I landed three internships and was able to meet some pretty fabulous people through 2/3 of them! Not too bad. Because of the people I worked with and the trust they put in me and my work I feel prepared for this next step in ’08 called FIND A JOB.
And because one of those internships I started this blog. Without “I’ll think about that tomorrow” I would never have realized how much I love to write. I love, love, love, love, love it! And to read (check out my blogroll these people are amazing :)) Running and blogging have become my addictions. Healthy ones? I like to think so!

I got a job. I went to my classes. I got good grades. Blah.Blah.Blah. Not life’s highlights. Remember that. There is much more to life then those things. Even if they make your parents and grandparents proud. I say “whatever man.”

I dyed my blonde hair brown. And I loved it. In fact, love it. I’m still a seductive brunette. Going back to blonde eventually? Ehhhhh, I’ll think about that tomorrow 😉

I’ve been blessed to have amazing people in my life who love me. Who let me go through my shit and just stand-by. Or jump in when the shit hits the fan with simple cards that say “I love you”, hugs, tears, wine, surprise Bud Selects and long talks. Thank you. Thank you for understanding. Thank you for attempting to understand. And thank you for admitting you don’t! You know who you are. I love you and I promise I’ll get back to “normal” eventually. I promise. I know I shocked at least one of you by being “human”…so I might shock a few more by saying “yes, I am human.”:)

At the end of this year this is all I can think:

Through the hard times you learn the most about yourself. Even when you just want to say scream and cry as loud as you possible can “I KNOW ENOUGH ABOUT MYSELF FOR NOW, THANK YOU. I AM READY TO STOP LEARNING IF THAT MEANS THINGS AREN’T GOING TO SUCK SO MUCH”

Hey, if on the 16th mile you feel like you are on top of the world don’t get too confident because by mile 22 you wish you could quit. But I’ve learned that if you are me, you don’t, won’t and can’t quit.

I keep running. Even if I have to walk up a few hills. I will cross the finish line. That’s just the type of person I am.

So thanks for teaching me that 2007. Although at the beginning of this post I wanted to erase you from my mind forever, I will hold the trials and accomplishments I have endured this past year close to me forever and ever.

It’s just another part of me.

“You gain strength, courage, and confidence
by every experience in which
you really stop to look fear in the face.
You are able to say to yourself,
‘I lived through this horror.
I can take the next thing that comes along.'”
— Eleanor Roosevelt

*happy new year, 2008 will be fabulous*

Things I’ve Learned Through Training

Marathon Training tips a la LB

I understand I am a novice…so here is some advice for you beginners out there 🙂

1. NIKE+: I know, I know I talk about this device all the time. But, the truth is if this didn’t exist I wouldn’t be doing what I am doing: Training for a Marathon.  I was a three sport athlete in High School but I was NEVER a runner. Now I run. I have completed 120 runs since December 26 and have totaled 442.02 miles. And due to this training I have run 101.73 so far this month. Thanks to Nike+  and Lance Armstrong for getting my butt in gear and in shape.

2. COAT YOUR FEET IN VASELINE: before every run, long or short, I lube my feet in pertroleum jelly. After I developed a pretty awesome blood blister on my right foot someone gave me this advice—and it’s like a spa treatment. As your feet warm up from running it softens the skin and you are blister free 🙂 *oh and if you have boobs try a little bit of this on them and you won’t have any chaffing from your sports bra, very important on a long run.

3. GET A FANNY PACK: although my fanny pack and I aren’t speaking after Saturday’s run I fully recommend getting one–at least you have an option.  There is no way you can carry around a waterbottle and Gatorade in your hand—not possible, I’ve tried. The fanny pack, although not attractive or stylish, will keep your hands free and your mind off that sloshing sound from your water bottle….ehhhhh I HATE THAT NOISE!

4. EAT CARBS: I have to admit it. I was a no/low carb person. But if you are training for a marathon YOU CAN NOT DO THIS. My best advice with the carbs- I always have a bagel right after my long runs and a bowl of pasta the night before my long run. I have so much energy this way. Simple advice and it works.

5. EATING WILL BECOME ANNOYING: I love to eat. I have always considered the Buffet a challenge (not a good way to live by the way!). But eating during marathon training seems like a chore sometimes. You always have to think about what you are putting into your body—will this give me enough energy?, will this make me dehydrated? and will I have to make sure I am within a mile of a bathroom at all times during my long run? <—– not fun.

6. DRINKING: You really can’t. At least not before a long run. I can’t not drink though, this is my last year in Happy Valley, so I can’t even take my own advice. But I will tell you this: run as much as me and one beer has the potential to put you out cold. Oh, lightweights!

7. WEAR SHORTS and a TANK TOP: No matter what. Regardless of the temperature pre-run you will be getting hot after running 15 miles. Don’t fool yourself. I learned this the hard way. Apartment felt like 65 degrees (LB–you have air conditioning, dummy) so I wore capri spandex—outside was 85 degrees. This was my worst run. Completely dehydrated and a total disaster. Wear shorts, ok?!

8. DRINK TOO MUCH WATER: I probably shouldn’t say that because I  heard a lady internally drowned herself  once…ehhhhhh. Since I have been at school I, alone, have drank 4 cases of H20.  I am a water drinker by day and  a water drinker by night. I only drink Gatorade on my long runs. Make sure that after the 8 or 10 mile mark you are drinking Gatorade every 2 miles. I drink water for the first 8 and then switch to the Blue Stuff. It really helps keep you going.

9. HAVE A REALLY GOOD PLAYLIST: No matter what I have my IPOD on my arm—for the Nike+—although, I have to admit I don’t always listen to music. There are times when 2 hours of silence is necessary. But when I do have an awesome playlist boombangin’ out the frizame my run is pretty much like Rocky on crack. So jam it up. And make it a wide variety. From slow to fast you need all kinds of songs.

10. YOU WILL BE ADDICTED: I am. I write about running a lot. I run a lot. ‘Nuff said.

11. EMPTY MIND: There will be times during your runs where your mind will become empty, it will kind of space out. That is the best. It’s kind of like a sanctuary on two fast moving legs. There will also be times where you think about everything and anything, those times are also great. I think running is therapy, at least for me.

12. BREATHE: Don’t forget to breathe. Get that Carbon Dioxide out of your body, it’s a poison. Do this: At the top of a really tall hill pump one fist in the air and go “Whoooooo!” That means you are breathing and that you are awesome and that you just demolished an insane incline. I do it. 7 a.m. someone is “Whooooing!” down the street—that’s me.

13. YOU WILL LOVE UPHILLS: I don’t know what it is but the downhills will start to make you feel like a slacker and you will want more uphills. It’s crazy.

That’s all I got for now. Go out for a jog, walk, or run during this beautiful weather 🙂 Soon it will be winter…not like that stops me

14. WINTER RUNNING IS THE BEST: I started in the freezing cold winter and I would trade that running weather for the 90 degree summer weather in a heartbeat. You can breathe easier and no one mows their lawns which is great. You don’t know how many people I give dirty looks to for mowing their lawns. Jerks.

Best/Worst Weekend Ever


The only reason it was the best was because well, Lance Armstrong says it best:

“Congratulations! You have run your furthest distance yet!” (love,) Lance Armstrong.

Oh, and the “you” in that quote–that would be ME. I ran 16 miles in 2 hours and 26 minutes. That would be roughly 9 minute miles and the run was enjoyable (never thought I would say that about a 16 mile run—that’s almost gross).

I wore my fanny pack which was packed with a bottle of water and a bottle of gatorade. I even found a Porta-Potty on my route so that was awesome!  I LOVE PORTA POTTIES. No, not really*. But,  anyone who has run long distance can understand my excitement to find one of these beauties on my run.

*I don’t think I will ever get used to the fact that I got excited about a fanny pack OR a porta-potty. Ehhhhhhh. Oh, Nike+ what did you do to me?!

So now for the worst part of the weekend: I worked from Friday-Sunday. What was I thinking? I told them I could work 3-4 days a week, 15-20 hours. So what am I getting? 4 days/week and 20 hours. Fabulous. Way to make yourself available LB.

Did I consider the following facts:

1. I am in class 5 days a week for 20 hours a week as well?!

2. I am also working for Disney?

3. I am supposed to be studying for the LSAT (less than 2 weeks away, ehhhhh)?

4. I am training for a M A R A T H O N (oh, by the way didn’t go out Saturday night because I had to get up at 7 a.m. to run the 16 miles before work—dedicated.)

5. I am a 21-year-old Penn State senior?

(and CuriousC, I am the biggest list maker. Not in life–I only have to-do lists when my life gets out of control. But when I talk/think–I often list things!)

Nope. I did no considering. What so ever.

So, what would a smart person do? NOT ADD ANYTHING TO THE PREVIOUS LIST.

But hey, hey, hey what did I do? I got an internship!!!!!!!

Good, yes. Bad, mhmmmmm.

Who was up at 6:30 this morning? ME

Anyways, I did it to myself. Now I have to make it work/change it up so it works.

Cut down my hours at work- yes, needs to be done.

O.K. no more venting. Sorry if you have already heard me complain. I’m done.
Mike (and Megan)–guess what just came on my IPOD– right now?!

This could be a sign.

Oh, it is definetly a sign!

“Man in the Mirror” by Michael Jackson.

“That’s why I’m starting with me. I am starting with the (wo)man in the mirror. I am asking her to change her ways.

And no message could have been any clearer.”

Break it down MJ.

(also note ALL the categories for this blog—that’s how my life feels right now. )

I’m Not Talking Fast…

you’re listening slow.

(That’s a rap line, you know. Except it is supposed to be “I ain’t talkin fast, your listenin slow” but I felt like getting my correct-grammar on for you.)

KB is all moved into her dorm. I made the 6 hour trip twice in one weekend (thanks to my pops…a lot of shared driving and horrible radio stations this weekend). I am one dedicated sister. I figure she is doing well since she is never available to pick-up or return phone calls from her (dedicated) big sister. Oh well, she is a college girl now. And I know how those girls are…

Speaking of college girl-

I should really be studying for the LSAT but I have been busy state-hopping and running. Yes runnnnninnnnnng. Guess what I did today?

I ran a half-marathon. Not a race, just the distance. And it kicked my A-money-money ( I’d rather say A-money-money than type out A$$, it’s more fun. Go ‘head…say it. Fun huh?).

I need some kind of fanny pack with a waterbottle holder for these long runs.
Ehhhhhh….did I just say that I need a fanny pack. This is getting ridiculous.

Not only have I purchased three pairs of kicks in the past 6 months for this whole running thing I now have to consider purchasing a really cool bag that will snuggly fit around my waist with a plastic clip that will pinch my fingers just like it did when I was 6…not that I had one….

OK, I totally did.

It was white with hot pink, green and blue pockets. I was born in the ’80s. We had to be hands free. How else could we carry around out Zach Morris cell phones?

That pack is sounding pretty good right now. Where is that thing?

I do need something like that (however unfashionable) because I got dehydrated like WHOA today at mile 7. Let me point out the fact that I was, at that point, 7 miles AWAY from any place that had hydration.

I saw a faded Mountain Dew bottle in the grass on the side of the road. I thought about checking to see if it had filled with rain water….

Fannypacks. Gross. Drinking Used Mountain Dew. Gross-er.

You can see now why I might need this fanny pack. Let’s call it a BootyBag…ooooo that is almost hot. Paris? What do you think?

Nope– sounds like a medical apparatus of somesort. Again, gross.
As a result of the dehydration I did some walking/running/attempted spitting on my 6 miles back to a water bottle. This is why I am not all that impressed with my run today.

My roommates are though and I really appreciate that…they motivated me more than Lance did today– if you can believe that!

And yes, Lance made an appearance after my run. Why? Because he thinks I am awesome and he wanted to let me know. What a nice guy—for a biker, that is.

I ran 8 miles today.

No, really I ran E I G H T miles. 8 of them. I’m still in shock.

Why did I do it? Well, the story began this afternoon.

While babysitting the boys I was asked to babysit the girls (these boys (2) and girls (3) being my cousins ages 1-11). After watching Wayne’s World II for the second time in a month…which I wouldn’t recommend because during this viewing I was asked what “pubes” are. And eventually I had to explain. Very, very, very awkward, to say the least.


My Aunt Jenny comes back from her run (she is a runner sans Nike+) and asks if I want to start training for a marathon in October. In the spirit of “Wayne’s World” all I wanted to say was, “Asphinctersayswhat?”  But I held back. It turns out all I have to do to begin training is start 6.5 mile runs this week. Then add a couple of miles a week until October and Voila! I will be running 26 miles in Hartford and then qualifying for the Boston Marathon.


So what did I do? I went home and ran. I ran 4 miles away from my house, on purpose. I knew I had to get back somehow, so if on my 4 miles back I could only run 2.5 to reach my goal then I could walk the rest. Well, it turns out I can run 8 and I could have run more.

So it looks like its the LSAT at the end of September and the Hartford Marathon in the beginning of October. I don’t know what I am getting myself into with either but I’m excited, in a brain-hurting, muscle-aching kind of way.

Too bad I ran without music today. I know Lance would have had something nice to say.