Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Before reaching 23, I knew from experience what usually happened around mile 20...total breakdown of body and mind. I didn't want that to happen BEFORE my actual marathon.
I remember with clarity, some 8 years ago when I ran my second marathon and first attempt at a Boston qualifying time. I was all smiles and high fives until a light switch went off at mile 18. It was like I had been hit over the head with a brick. And then my legs felt like bricks. I recall the pain being similar to child birth (minus the epidural)...seriously! I just wanted the blasted thing to be over. I remember seeing scores of runners pass me...feeling defeated, I almost quit. But I didn't. I kept saying, "Just put one foot in front of the other Heather." And I did. I guess what, I finished...and qualified for Boston.
So while running I thought to myself it was pretty awesome to run 23 miles. It was a good thing...pretty awesome feat if I say so myself. I mean, who runs 23 miles on a Saturday morning...not many people. It would be totally fine to hop in the car and be done with it. I would have accomplished my goal by working my body and mind for a longer distance.
But I kept thinking about what I would get if I finished the race...if I just ran those extra miles. Not only would I have accomplished something "good," I would receive a final reward from my effort.
1. The opportunity to run through the finish, where crowds would be cheering!
2. A medal would be placed around my neck.
3. A warm blanket would be set on my shoulders (something I couldn't wait to get...it was COLD).
4. Fuel for my body (bagels, apples, bananas, chips, yogurt, juice)
5. A massage.
And the greatest reward is the joy we will feel in our hearts when we truly give of ourselves.
I see Sandy and Rich running that extra mile each day as they care for their precious Brittany. I want to be just like them when I grow up.
You do so much good...thank you. I am now only $100 from my goal! Please consider joining us as we help raise money to find a cure for NBIA as I run the Boston Marathon...to learn more click here
Sunday, March 6, 2011
Another successful trip to Massanutten! We all agree...this was the best year of skiing. This assessment was given due to three lovely factors:
1. All Porters can now ski (Ashton voiced his disdain of skiing...or any outdoor activity... by telling his instructor he wanted to quit after 2 hours. Garth, Sommer, Calvin and I came and gave him a pep resulting in him sticking it out)! He was only willing to do 2 more runs after he completed his Slope Slider's course...but we will take that! It was awesome to have all 7 of us able to do something like this together.
2. The weather rocked! Friday brought us crystal clear sky and freshly made snow. Saturday threatened us with rain but blessed day...it kept away.
3. We loved skiing with the Uhler Family! They joined us on Friday night where each Porter kid matched perfectly with a Uhler kid. Sommer skied and then switched to snowboarding with Kayla. Calvin and Cole were MIA for two days somewhere on the slopes, tearing it up on their boards. Ethan and Jake not only sped down the hills, they took many an adventure in the woods and surrounding areas. Tate and Brett made plenty of noise and allowed Ashton to tag along.
And everyone seemed to be obsessed with "the arcade." Thanks Garth for taking them (if anyone wants a cheapo bear from the "claw" game...give us a call...)
The adults were pretty cool too. We especially enjoyed our "adult only" dinner and "adult only" outdoor hot tubbin'. But mixed with skiing with all the kids, the Porter vs. Uhler basketball tournament and diving show down, we loved every minute of it.
Sommer was the epitome of a ski bunny...man she looked cool!
We love our trips to Massanutten indeed!
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
I am sick at looking at myself running in that last post! So it is time to finally share some new happenings...and we have been happening indeed.
I mean...look at those toes (and old looking feet) just relaxing in Hawaii!
Garth and I were blessed to head over to Hawaii a few weeks ago to spend some time with my parents and Mike and Nikki (can you believe I haven't seen my bro and sis for at least 8 years...sad I know). But it was just like old times...laughing, laughing and more laughing...mixed with sunning, sunning and more sunning!
We had a lovely picnic on the beachfront our last evening. After sharing a delicious pizza, it wasn't long until the ants took over and finished it. That all happened when we encouraged Garth to ride the waves one last time before we ended our vacation.
You would think Garth was showing off here for some ladies on his final wave...oh wait he was (or my funny brother cut and pasted him)...you decide
Our dear friends, Laura and Tung, met us in Waikiki and we had a lovely brunch on the beach. We were given these lovely leis too. Man, they are good to us! I think we might move in with them!
We think it was a little unfair when we woke up to this view the first morning. But we took full advantage of it...don't worry.
This was seriously one of the best vacations I have been on...ever!
Aloha and Mahalo (and Power to the Pope...or so the birds say).