12.31.02 - Washington Resolution Run
01.19.03 - San Diego Marathon
07.13.03 - Tri For Real #2
10.23.05 - Nike Women's Half Marathon
11.23.06 - Sparks Turkey Trot
05.05.07 - Marathon de Mayo (Half)
05.13.07 - Moms on the Run
10.??.07 - Nike Women's Half Marathon
05.10.08 - Moms on the Run
06.21.09 - Pleasanton Spirit 5K
07.29.09 - San Francisco Half Marathon
10.04.09 - SJ Rock 'N Roll Half Marathon
10.18.09 - Nike Women's Half Marathon
11.01.09 - New York Marathon
11.26.09 - Spark's Turkey Trot 10K
02.20.10 - Bay Breeze Half Marathon
03.14.10 - Shamrock 'N Half Marathon
03.21.10 - LA Marathon
03.27.10 - Scheel's Fanatic 5K
04.25.10 - Marin County Half Marathon
05.02.10 - Reno Rock 'N River Half Marathon
06.05.10 - See Jane Run Half Marathon
07.25.10 - San Francisco Half Marathon
09.05.10 - Pier to Peak Half Marathon
10.10.10 - Chicago Marathon
10.30.10 - Healdsburg Half Marathon
11.07.10 - U.S. Half Marathon
11.25.10 - Scheel's Turkey Trot 10K
02.06.11 - Surf City Half Marathon
03.13.11 - Dublin Shamrock 5K
04.18.11 - Boston Marathon
05.01.11 - Big Sur Marathon
06.11.11 - Lake Tahoe Relay
07.31.11 - San Francisco Half Marathon
09.11.11 - Walnut Festival Run 5K
09.18.11 - NorCal Half Marathon
11.24.11 - Scheel's Turkey Trot
12.03.11 - Las Vegas Santa Suit 5K
12.04.11 - Las Vegas Half Marathon
03.11.12 - South Bay Duathlon
03.25.12 - Oakland Half Marathon
05.20.12 - Morgan Hill Sprint Triathlon
06.24.12 - Silicon Valley Intl. Triathlon
07.15.12 - Ironman 70.3 Vineman Triathlon
03.09.13 - Lucky 13 Half Marathon
04.28.13 - Eugene Half Marathon
05.11.13 - Folsom International Triathlon
06.23.13 - Ironman Coeur d'Alene
11.02.13 - Silver Falls Half Marathon
11.15.13 - Mt. Tam Half Marathon
11.28.13 - Scheel's Turkey Trot
5k:19:17 @ Dublin Shamrock 5k 2011
10k: 41:01 @ Scheel's Turkey Trot 2010
Half:1:30:07 @ Oakland Half 2012
Full: 3:12:57 @ CA Int'l Marathon (CIM) 2013
70.3: 5:20:07 @ Vineman 2012
140.6: 12:14:21 @ Ironman Coeur d'Alene 2013
Tag Archives: SF
Remember that nagging hip pain that I thought would go away in time for the Nike Women’s half marathon on Sunday? Well, after a couple ART treatments and a bit of rehab, I now know what I need to do to get my pelvis in tip-top shape, but it wasn’t enough for a green light on the race. It took a bit for me to come to terms with this as I have never backed out of races until this season.
You see, after I picked up my bib, dreams of “taking it easy” danced through my head and I tried to convince myself that I would be able to run the race. But thankfully I have good friends who are nice enough to slap some sense in me (thank you, Aron) and I decided to play it safe. I sold my bib and opted to spectate.
While this decision was hard to swallow, it actually worked out for the better. I decided to put together a surprise birthday party for Chicken Face on Saturday night – friends, ice cream cake, wine, beer, good food and dancing. It was a fantastic night out and worth every single step not taken during that race to be able to surprise him.
I won’t lie, waking up the next morning to make it to the city in time was a bit challenging, but once there, I met up with Katie, Jessica and Dennis to cheer all of our friends on at mile 8.
Aron and Kristin climbing Lincoln St.
How cute does Naomi look?!
After mile 8, we hustled to mile 18 where we met up with Jana to pace her in until mile 25. This girl is amazing and finished the race in just over 4 hours – I was so happy we got to be a part of her marathon experience. The extra good news is that I was able to test out running again for a steady seven miles and my hip felt great – SUCCESS!
But wait, the day gets better, after finishing and meeting up with Aron and Kristin, we were walking behind the awards stage and who does Aron spot? KARA-FREAKING-GOUCHER! Oh no, I wasn’t about to miss this opportunity like I did with Ryan Hall. We raced up to her and asked if we could take our picture together. She was so sweet and said yes, but you could also tell there was a part of her that felt like, “Damn. I’ve been spotted.” as the crowds quickly grew around her. So Kara, in the rare chance that you are reading this – thanks for taking the time to make our day! Oh, and let’s be BFFs.
Post-Kara, we made our way to brunch to chat about the only thing we know how to chat about: running.
It was a great day in the city and like my dad always says, “There’s a reason for everything.” Yet again, he’s right. No race, but still a great surprise birthday for Chicken Face and another great day with friends.
My goal going into the San Francisco half marathon was to just have fun and keep “racing Page” on the back burner. In the past, I always tell myself this and my competitive spirit gets the best of me. But today was a different story – the running gods cursed my Garmin and in turn, it was one of the most exhilarating half marathons I can remember. So without further ado, here’s how it all went down.
The weekend started out with San Francisco ambassador meet-ups.
A quick Lululemon shake-out run with good friends.
Carbo-loading on the best donuts you will ever have in your life (Pebble’s donuts: organic and vegan in the Ferry Building).
Meeting up with Swimmy Kimmy.
And working the expo with my fellow ambassadors.
On Saturday night, I was in bed by 9 p.m. for a 3 a.m. wake-up call. A quick freeway hustle to the city and I was ready to for the 5:30 a.m. start gun. While the start time of this race is one of the most painful I’ve experienced, being done by a little after 7 and your entire day ahead of you is worth the extra cup of tea.
With my belly full of oatmeal and ¼ of a PB&J bagel, two bathroom stops and my shuffle ready to belt its tunes, I went to start my Garmin and got a seemingly sign of running doom. “Low Battery.” Again. This was impossible! I charged it all night and unfortunately, this has happened more times than I’d like to admit. Thus, I think my little hunk of red, Garmin love may be seeing its final days. (P.S. Chicken Face: my birthday is in August and that new Nike watch is looking prettttttty appealing. Hint, nudge, hint, hint.)
My original plan was to stick with the 3:20 pace group, which a friend from running club was leading. We huddled together, chatted and within moments, we were off. Far too often, I start out too fast. But with no real goal in hand and my Garmin resting in peace, I started the race casually weaving throughout the throngs of runners and chatting with friends.
As we made our way down the Embarcadero, through Chrissy Field, and across the Golden Gate Bridge, I found myself smiling.
Smiling as I took in the stunning views.
Smiling as I saw friends on the bridge and we cheered each other on.
Smiling from the perfect, cool weather.
Smiling as I saw one of the guys from the Bachelorette. (I later found out it was this guy.)
Smiling because I was running according to how my body felt – nothing else.
As I smiled my way across the bridge, I realized just how lucky I am and how life is so, so good. My legs and body can carry me across the Golden Gate Bridge, I just married the man of my dreams, I’ve met so many great people through blogging who are now good friends and so much more. I was happy, strong and ready to take on the rest of the race.
With my running high fueling me, I powered through the run at a pace that felt strong but still fun. No struggling allowed. When faced with the infamous hill climbs, I simply upped the music volume, shortened my stride and pumped my arms. No problem.
As with all of my races, as soon as I could see the finish I kicked it in. When you see that finish line, it’s time to dig deep and pretend like someone’s chasing you.
Run, push, run, breathe…DONE. 1:35.
UPDATE: I checked out the official results this morning and was shocked to see this (I guess all the super fasties took the day off):
Is it wrong that I’m abnormally excited about this?!
With that, I finished the first half marathon of the San Francisco Marathon with a smile and a great run under my belt. To top it all of, I was able to complete the Half It All Challenge and earn one of the most amazing pieces of race bling blang that I’ve never seen.
It’s a spinner medal with a different image on each side. HOLLA!
So here’s to running for the love of it…