Posts Tagged ‘motivation’

I chose last Saturday for my return to running because it was the anniversary of when I started a Couch to 5K program to train for my first race (2011). It felt amazing to run after being off pretty much since summer, even though the reality is that I have to rebuild my running base from the beginning again. As much as my lacing up again is good news, it isn’t all of the news I have to write about today. In my last post I mentioned that I had something to share about an opportunity to make a difference that is tied in with a Spring Race.

Back in mid-October I wrote a blog entry that illustrated how very important it is for people, especially women, to advocate for health care when it comes to matters of the heart. I often share the link on twitter and, a few days after, I received a direct twitter message from Seanna at Running Well. She told me how moved she was by my experience at the hospital and asked me if I would consider being a Run Ambassador for a new running event being held alongside the Becel Heart & Stroke Ride for Heart on June 5, 2016. It is a Run/Walk along the Gardiner Expressway in downtown Toronto. As far as I know this is the only run to ever be held on this particular street. There are 5K and 10K runs as well as a 5K walk. Even better, it’s a family friendly event.
I didn’t even have to think about it.


RFH_F16_Ambassador_Facebook_1200x1200_v1I didn’t take this decision lightly as I have a tough road ahead when it comes to rebuilding my fitness. There are so many positive reasons to take this on that saying “no” was not an option. This run is for an organization that is close to my heart because I am a survivor and because of my family’s history with heart disease. I would love to have my story inspire more people to take the first step and do something to change their lives. While I hope that I have been able to do that already, I’m always game for other opportunities to help people find their fit side. Of course there is that message that my experiences send about the need for all of us to be proactive in our own health care whether that be with heart disease, diabetes, or any other health challenges we face. Running has been such a big part of my healthier life and being able to share that motivates me to keep moving forward.

I will be running the 10K. My goal is to run strong so I’m starting with a 5K program and then I will jump into a 10K program once my 5K base is solid. With the event being in late Spring it gives ample time to do this well.

It is my hope that people will choose to train alongside me using social media. I would love to have you share your efforts with me too because I find it very inspiring. You will find me on twitter and instagram as @innerpossible plus on DailyMile. I will be posting all of the fit things I am doing to work back up to the 10K distance and using the hashtags #RideforHeart, #CreateSurvivors, and #RunforHeart. You may also want to follow @TheHSF on twitter, Instagram, and Periscope.

If you’ve never run before, seriously consider this race as your first event. Running is a wonderful way to get active and events, such as this one, are fun. If you decide to do this, please send me a note. I would love to offer my support and encouragement. If I can do this, you can too!

Registration for the event opens December 3rd, however, I will be sharing a discount code soon. Stay tuned!


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Yes, this is a race report. It has been a long time coming, hasn’t it? Now that you’ve picked your jaw up off the keyboard… grab your beverage of choice (I’m having Hibiscus tea) and get comfortable because this is going to be a bit of a read. Before I get into the summation of the event I will give a bit of a preamble for those who haven’t followed this journey of mine.

Where to start? Well, I suppose the last races are as good a place as any.

In October 2013 I participated in three events. The first two were on the first weekend of the month. Run for the Toad was a 12.5K leg of a trail relay on a very hilly course at Pinehurst Lake Conservation Area. The next day I completed a 5K Colour Run on the trails in Christie Lake Conservation Area. I felt unwell that weekend. The third race, later in October, was my first and only one that started but didn’t finish. I panicked halfway through the course. I was consciously worried about breaking my ankle but there was also a deeper level of anxiety. Ironically a few weeks later I broke my toes. The deeper anxiety, in hindsight, was that I was a running time bomb with an artery that was almost 80% blocked.

the hospital stay

the hospital stay

As you may have read, I had a procedure to fix that in March of 2014. Luckily I didn’t have a heart attack nor did I cause heart damage. Running had saved my life and I was determined to pick up where I left off in late 2013.

Recovery was tough. I ran but not the way I used to. Physically there was nothing holding me back. I had the all-clear from the doctors to run, train on hills, weight lift and whatever else I wanted to tackle. To be honest, I was terrified. I signed up for races and bailed over and over again. A full marathon, half marathons, 5Ks, 10Ks, all came and went. Race day would arrive and I would lose my nerve. Training suffered over the year and anxiety became the norm. I’d hop off the treadmill every 10 minutes during a run to check my blood pressure. I’d run a handful of times each month but training had gone to the wayside. I could bike 10 to 20K at an all-out pace at the gym but to run for even a few kilometers was stressful. Sure there were a thousand reasons why it was so hard, after all I had lost my base, but the bottom line is that I was scared. It takes a lot for me to admit that the thought of running at a race was so crippling to me. Fear and anxiety took over.

There was a breaking point. A month ago I dropped out of the Niagara Falls Women’s Half Marathon. I wasn’t trained but I had agreed to run part of it. My friend Carla had signed up just after I had and I wanted to be there to support her like she has done for me over and over. A family issue arose and I had to cancel. In doing so, I felt that I had really let my friend down and I felt horrible about it. That said, I was relieved that I wasn’t running despite what was going on here. Fear had reared its’ ugly head yet again and regret crept into the mix. Letting myself down is one thing but letting a close friend down was really upsetting. I don’t have words for how bad I felt.

About a week before the Niagara event I signed up for Long Point Eco-Adventures’ Smugglers Run Trail Race near Turkey Point, Ontario. There were three distances but because it was trail run and my running base was shot, I chose the smallest of the three which was 6K. For weeks before the event I wrestled with whether I should run it. What if I had more heart problems? I could injure myself, after all I hadn’t worked on a solid running base. What if I was last? What would people think? What if the cardiologist was wrong and I had a heart attack on the course? What if something happened with the kids while I was out running? What if? What if? I was overthinking everything and being a little dramatic.

I resolved that I was not going to back out of this race. I was going to brave the start line and that even if I had to walk the entire race, I would cross the finish line. It had been 21 months since I had completed an event. 21 months! Time to suck it up and move forward. With the support of a great circle of friends I prepared for race day.

And… finally the race report.

pre-race selfie

pre-race selfie

I arose at 5:20 am and groggily got ready to leave. Bryan and I had an hour drive and wanted to meet our friend Mandi, around 7:30. The morning was gorgeous and the drive out was a little foggy but nice. We drove through the countryside and made our way to Turkey Point arriving at Long Point Eco-Adventures around the time that we had planned. Long Point Eco-Adventures is a wonderful facility. There was an observation tower, zip lining and all sorts of other things. The property was directly across from the Burning Kiln Winery.

We explored for a bit and had a snack. I was in capris but at the last moment decided to change into my running shorts because it was warming up considerably. Mandi was kind enough to share some homemade bug repellant that she had created and then we headed to the start line so we could cheer the 18K and 12K runners as they took off on the trails. In all there was about a hundred runners. I was mentally prepared that the worst case scenario would be a lovely walk in the woods. My mantra was that “forward is a pace”.

the cool race bib

the cool race bib

The race officials sent us out 10 minutes early which was great because I was raring to go. The course wound around and down a bit of an incline. So far so good. Then we got to a boardwalk and there was a right turn in the middle of it. No big deal, right? Well, it was quite a step down into eroded and uneven ground and it faced the steepest hill I’ve ever seen. Yes, steeper and longer than Skeleton Hill at Run for the Toad. Goodness gracious. Mandi and Bryan had run ahead so I was quite happily running on my own. I was dead last but I had the second and third last people in my sights. As I crested the hill and came around the corner into the fields, there was Bryan. He was waiting to run with me and he had picked a wild Brown-eyed Susan which he handed to me when I ran to him. I tucked it into my Bondi Band and off we ran.

© Wilson Photography

© Wilson Photography

He was determined to run the rest of the course with me. We spent quite a bit of time walking as the hills were brutal. Did I mention it was really hilly? Parts of the course had two-way traffic and it was quite narrow so there were pauses to let the runners doing the 18K pass by. Every once in a while he’d swat a mosquito on my back. I suppose I should have worn a light coloured shirt and used bug repellant on my torso. Oops.

Just around the 5K mark Bryan had an epic wipeout. He tripped on a root and his shoe went flying down a steep embankment and his iPod went in the other direction. Bryan landed right in the damp dirt. We were only a few meters from the paramedics when they heard me yell to see if he was all right. Bryan was a bit embarrassed and his toe is very badly bruised. We lost a few minutes while he retrieved his gear but this race wasn’t about time for us and the wee break gave me a little umph for a stronger finish. I was determined to finish even if I was dead last, but my chivalrous husband made me go ahead of him. I crossed the finish line with the flower still in my headband.

The best way I can describe this course is that if you were to take a 12.5K loop from Run for the Toad and condense the elevations there into 6K, you have the Smugglers Run. Holy technical and hilly—the kind of hills that chew you up and spit you out. My lack of training was evident and I had to walk more than I wanted to. The time on my Garmin time read 01:10:34 and my official chip time was 01:12:19.

the casks

the casks

After we crossed the finish line we collected our commemorative glass mugs that were given instead of finishers medals and headed over to Burning Kiln Winery for our complimentary glass of wine. I enjoyed a most delicious Cab-Franc as the awards were given out.

Would I run this again?

You bet, but I’d actually train for it next time. Long Point Eco-Adventures hosted a fabulous event. There was great volunteer support on the trail with water stations every few kilometers. The route was stunningly beautiful.

I am so happy that I went out and braved the start line. Of course, I had the typical post-race high and during that booked to run the same distance in another trail race named Chase the Coyote in Mono Cliffs Provincial Park. The race is at the end of September and that gives me time to get some decent hill training in. I’m running the Oasis ZooRun 10K in Toronto a few weeks before and that course isn’t exactly flat either.

I sure do things the hard way as this wasn’t exactly a moderate course for my first race after such a long sabbatical, but adversity met perseverance on Sunday and it feels great to be back! The crippling fear has been conquered and laid to rest.

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I’ve been very quiet on twitter, dailymile, and my blog lately because I needed a break to get some perspective.

Over the last year life has interfered with my plans. Broken toes. Health issues. PTCA. Bronchitis. After a while this started to take its toll on me emotionally and I haven’t been feeling very exuberant about running. Yes, as über-positive as I am, I’ve had to face the fact that I’ve been in a good old funk.

It’s not the wallowing kind of funk. I’m not one to feel sorry for myself—I am content and happy for the most part. It’s more frustration that this past year wasn’t what I had hoped it would be. What happened with my heart coupled with not meeting my running goals for 2014 came down on me like a ton of bricks. I haven’t managed a single race since the day I kicked the dumbbell and broke my toes back in November 2013. It has been a roller coaster since then and there are times I find myself struggling.

I was still battling bronchitis for several weeks after announcing that I wasn’t going to run the 42.2K at the Scotiabank Toronto Waterfront Marathon (STWM). As the incessant coughing started to wane, our family went on vacation. During this time away I began look at things from a different perspective.  Although I took my running gear with me, I didn’t run because I still wasn’t feeling great and I wanted to spend time with my family. Eight hours each way in the Jeep gave Bryan and I plenty of time for some great heart-to-heart chats. This helped me to resolve some of what I had been feeling. Despite this, when I returned home life got busy with the kids and other obligations so running got pushed into the background even further. Admittedly, I settled into that quite willingly.

This past weekend I started to reassess where I want to go with running and where I truly stand from a cardiovascular standpoint. My intent, when I decided I wouldn’t be able to run the full at STWM, was to run the half marathon and I changed my registration to reflect that. Now I am second guessing the decision to run at all. With a mere nine weeks left to train and taper for the event, squeezing training into that short of a time span is not exactly realistic given the challenges that I face, but part of me still wants to try. I don’t know what I’m going to do yet. While I haven’t lost all of my fitness, I’m not where I need to be in regards to running longer distances. Plus, I need to rediscover my love of the run. I seem to have lost sight of that recently. Perhaps it is simply because I’ve put too much pressure on myself. I thought about my situation, talked with Bryan, and we decided that it would be to my benefit to dig out my early training plans and pick a more appropriate starting point.

As you can read, I’ve accepted some difficult actualities and am beginning to come to terms with the simple fact that the big gaps in my training have affected my base adversely. These were circumstances that were not within my control and what will be, will be. That’s just life. Reality. It’s not easy embracing where I am at but there are positives. Despite what I have lost, I am by no means the same runner I was when I first started. Running has given me courage in so many other areas of my life and it has given me the wisdom to know that getting back to basics is essential. It has taught me to keep trying.

Taking a few steps back is often the best course of action when it comes to looking at the grand scheme of things. After all, life is like a dance and the past year mine has been a bit of a Cha Cha. It does keep things interesting, that’s for sure. For me, giving up is not an option and so I continue to work towards a fitter, healthier me. In the end, an approach to build a better foundation will make me stronger in body, mind, and spirit.

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I write this, still unsure about sharing such a personal part of my training as it makes me feel vulnerable. However, it is important, especially in the role of Digital Champion, that people see that this journey is not always an easy one. It is my hope that sharing the struggles as well as the triumphs will illustrate what we can overcome and how the marathon is already changing me.

Sunday was horribly hot and humid. The temperature with the Humidex was 39°C and the air quality was awful. I left early but not early enough and the heat zapped me. It was almost suffocating. My scheduled distance was 12K but I only managed 6.5K. Partway through the run my son sent me a text saying he was really feeling ill and here I was out on a run.  Guilt started to take over but it also became an excuse to bail. Bryan brought water to me when I was just past the halfway point and instead of refilling the bottles on my belt, I climbed into the Jeep and said “take me home” with tears streaming down my face. I was severely dehydrated and I felt emotionally drained.

Had you asked me after that run on Sunday if I was going to still run the marathon I would have said, “No, I’m dropping out! I can’t do this. It’s too hard.” In fact, I did say that to Bryan and my friend Kate T. that afternoon. I also wrote an email to the lady who oversees the Digital Champions program for the Scotiabank Toronto Waterfront Marathon (STWM), with the intent of stepping down.

The email to Canada Running Series sat in my email outbox… and remained unsent. It sat there waiting. I thought about sending it but every time I went to click the send button, I hesitated.

I pondered. Who am I running for?

I cried. Why am I putting so much pressure on myself?

I soul-searched. Do I really want to do this?

Bryan is on vacation right now… a stay-at-home vacation so we can get some things done on the house and enjoy downtime with family. I took a few days off from running which I totally shouldn’t be doing because I have a marathon base to build. It was necessary though, because, I needed a mental recharge and some time to think… to deal with the self-doubt and run away from it.

I found the answers and my head is back in the game.

I came to the realization that I have putting a lot of pressure on myself to perform at a certain level and it is a level I am no longer at. It has been tough coming back after my heart having gone through so much but the problem isn’t my heart right now. It is in my mind. Before the issues came to light I was able to run a half. Not fast… but I felt strong. The last event I was in was the 12.5K leg of an arduous trail relay in October 2013. My heart problems were, in hindsight, evident then. In February, I got back up to 12K and it wasn’t as strong because of what was going on in my body. This is hard for me to admit… but for the past two weekends I have had 12K on the long run schedule and both times I completely talked myself out of running around 6.5K or so. It’s almost like a panic sets in and I shut down. 12K seems to be such a hurdle. It’s hard to put into words but there is a fear that exists for me about having another issue with the heart.  Combine that with Sunday’s heat and I was ready to throw in the proverbial towel.

I never sent the email to JCRS. In fact, I deleted it entirely and reading this may likely be the first they’ve heard of it. That’s a good thing.

I will not give into fear. It’s a mere obstacle getting in my way.

I am not a quitter. I’ve proven that time and time again. I’ve been through so much and each time I have fallen I have picked myself up, worked hard, and tried again and again until I reached my goal.

I’m not having an easy time training in the heat but it isn’t supposed to be easy, is it?

So, what made me change my mind and delete the email to CRS?

Runners… I have never met a more supportive group of people.

I posted my frustrations on The Happy Pace, a little running group I host on Facebook, and I chatted with some of my fellow Digital Champions. I talked with my husband. I came to realize that training for a marathon is just as much a mental thing as a physical thing and that many others have gone through these periods of self doubt. Other runners shared how the heat was making them feel and I discovered that I am not alone. The time off for a little staycation fun really helped too. This morning I went out and ran a 5K at slightly faster than LSD pace. The goal was to simply enjoy the run.

I’ve decided to take a different approach with the 12K distance. I’m going to totally skip it and jump right to 13K. I know it sounds a bit ridiculous, after all it is just a number, but maybe… just maybe that will help my mind get over whatever it is holding onto when it comes to 12K. I’ll take it gentle and slow because it is more of a jump than I had planned but it is only 1K more.

I’m going to handle my recovery runs on Sunday mornings differently by taking the pressure off pace and time and distance. I’ll record the details but I will not look at them as I run. I will simply run as far as I feel and then maybe go for a bike ride or do something else active later. It could be a hike, chasing the kids at the park, or whatever. I need to embrace some of the fun side of this again especially if I am going to make it through this hot summer. On my long distance runs I may enlist the help of a friend to meet me and do part of the run with me. Or maybe I’ll take my son up on his offer to bike while I run. I have plenty of ideas to help make this work and keep my mind where it needs to be… reaching for my inner possible.

I will not give up on the dream of running my first marathon.

This song says it all…

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This morning my blog post is inspired by a video from Arc’Teryx. As I thought about what I wanted to say, something popped into my mind and that was how awesome the brand Arc’Teryx is. There is a reason I really like this company and it goes deeper for me than the quality of their gear. Let me tell you why.

If I could hop into a time machine and back life up by a decade or so, you’d find me standing in Mountain Equipment Co-op almost on the verge of tears. Being obese and deciding to enter a backpacker’s world was not an easy thing—it required a pretty thick skin. Being plus-sized and finding gear for such adventures was a humbling and disappointing experience for me. After I tried on four or five different packs I came to realize that my tummy was just too big for the hip belts on most packs on the market at the time. I was visibly upset and ready to give up on my dreams because it just seemed impossible. But nothing is really impossible, is it?

Enter Andrew; a wonderful MEC employee at the downtown Toronto store who I will never forget. We chatted about his hike on the Annapurna Circuit which happened to be the same region that made me want to become a backpacker in the first place. Serendipity perhaps? We talked about how I wanted to change my life and live actively but was having such a hard time finding suitable gear. He said he could help but I felt like it was futile and I was about to use this as an excuse to give up. However, Andrew wasn’t going to let that happen. He ducked around the corner and came back with a lovely expedition-worthy pack from Arc’Teryx. I tried it on and the hip belt was the same as all the others. Sensing my disappointment, Andrew said “Not to worry, Laurie… the beauty of Arc’Teryx is that the hip belt can be changed for a larger size.” Off he went into the back of the store with the backpack. He returned with a pack that fit me comfortably. I could have hugged Andrew.

Thanks to Arc’Teryx and MEC, I was going to start on a journey that I could never have imagined.

I got off the couch.

I hiked. I backpacked. I paddled and portaged. I snowshoed.

I walked my son to and from school every single day.

I rode a bicycle for the first time in decades.

I played at the park with my children.

I bought running shoes, a treadmill, and signed up for a 5K race.

I ran a half marathon.

Moving changed my life.

All it took was to take one step and keep going.

This morning Arc’Teryx shared a video. Now I will share it with you because it conveys an important message and it reminded me of an incredible turning point in my life. There are no excuses… all you have to do is…


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“Of course motivation is not permanent. But then, neither is bathing; but it is something you should do on a regular basis.” ― Zig Ziglar

I talk about motivation quite a bit and there is another tool I use to help with that—dailymile.com. What is it? It is a fitness log and social networking tool geared towards runners, cyclists, and walkers. Even though a many a runner is down on this free online fitness tracking website, for me it is a matter of perspective. Let me elaborate by telling you how I use dailymile.com.


There are days when I don’t feel like working out or sticking to my training plan. As I sip my morning coffee I pop online to read what my friends on dailymile.com (DM) have been up to from a fitness perspective. Seeing everyone’s posts seems to spark my desire to get off my ass and go do something. When I see a friend who is tight on time or one that is coming back from an injury moving forward with their workout it reminds me that I really have no excuse to be lazy. Reading my friends’ race reports or about their latest trail run through the woods makes me want to get out there. Some feel that DM is nothing more than a competition. I only compete with myself and the people I connect with are very much like-minded so the competition factor doesn’t play into it for me. Inspiration certainly does though and it is my hope that I inspire others like they inspire me.


There are a few people in my DM circle whose posts I love to read. Alan, the Barefoot Kilted & Shirtless one has the most detailed run data I’ve seen and I love seeing the older photos he posts. Marina writes interesting posts that often make me smile and sometimes even wince. Peneloperae is a tri-athlete who is on quite the planking streak and always has witty twist on things. Mari is the queen of hot yoga who was also at my first race. And then there is Emma, who posts about which song was her best during her run. Thanks to Emma I have a much better playlist. There isn’t enough room here to list the things I find endearing about my friends on DM but suffice to say they are an interesting bunch.

I’ve been lucky enough to meet many of them as our paths cross at races and some were part of my life long before I ever used DM. Many of the people I see in other facets of my life. We’ve planned non-fitness excursions together. Some of us have camped together or just hung out for an afternoon. There are some friends that I even see a few times a week for a bike ride or a run. As much as fitness can be a solo activity, it can be a social one as well and it is great to connect with people who have similar lifestyles and really get what I’m trying to do even if we are involved in something totally unrelated.


I do find dailymile very motivating. When I look at the week ahead as a blank space it makes me want to fill it with fun fitness activities. And when I post an activity it is really nice to hear feedback from those who I am connected with. This isn’t just the “good job” pat on the back sort of thing but often there is solid advice in those comments. Also knowing that posting a goal makes me accountable is huge for me. Accountability is a terrific motivator, at least for me. Knowing that I have support is super-motivating too and it is something I never had when I was younger.

Seeing my goal approaching helps tremendously. Take the half marathon I ran in May. When I would go in and post that I ran 15K or 17.5K and each week it was a new distance for me, I would get excited. To see it in writing made it seem so much more of a reality and that really made me exuberant about the next week and the next milestone.


Sometimes I just need reassurance because I tend to second-guess myself. While I have a great support system there are people that don’t understand my passion for being as fit as I can be. Like-minded folks, like the people in my DM circle get it and they also experience similar ups and downs… like post race blues. Reassurance is helpful when I aim for a new and daunting distance or I plan to do something I’ve never tried before.

Take yesterday for example. I am training for a 460K cycling trip on Le P’tit Train du Nord in Quebec that will take 8 days. I’m going to be towing my daughter in a trailer specifically designed for a child her age. The trailer is stable and safe—it even has a roll bar. Me… well, I’m not so stable and I’ve been stressing about this vacation. I had taken her behind my bike once on campground roads that were wide and with zero traffic but yesterday evening was a proper training session.

My post read… “Scared out of my freaking mind! This was the second time I’ve towed the child trailer and the first time I’ve ever done it on city streets or single track. I was terrified, to say the least. In fact I was going so painfully slow at the beginning, out of sheer fear, that I could have probably run faster, after all… precious cargo. By the end I was up to my regular 18-20 km/h pace and going in-between barrier posts like I didn’t even have the trailer. I hope that the weather cooperates enough tomorrow that I manage to get in a good strong ride (one where I am a little more confident).”

One of the replies, from a lady who knows the area, was “I can imagine that being quite the challenge (emotionally too!). Glad it worked out in the end. Oh, it is so safe on the P’tit Train du Nord that you’ll be rolling along with no problem (no cars!!!).” 

And… it really helps with my confidence concerning this upcoming journey.


I’ve been using dailymile for quite some time—enough to see great changes in my fitness level. I do love that I can look back and see how I have improved especially when it comes to running. For example, in November 2011 my first official Couch to 5K training run was 2.4K in 30 minutes at a pace of 12 minutes and 30 seconds per kilometer. Since then I’ve run 5K and 10K races, trail relays, and a half marathon. This week I ran 3K in 23 minutes and 28 seconds at a pace of 7 minutes and 49 seconds per kilometer. Seeing this and how far I have come is a form of self-inspiration. It makes me want to keep moving forward to see where I can go in the future. Another great thing is that I can go back and re-read my comments about why a specific run or bike ride was really wonderful or why it wasn’t my best. I’ve also been able to export my data into Excel as a chart and share that with my medical team which has proved beneficial on more than one occasion.

dailymile.com, is an invaluable tool for me when I use it in conjunction with my training plan. Aside from all these things I’ve mentioned, I also appreciate that I can store my routes and see countdowns of when my next races are. Inspiration, motivation, camaraderie, reassurance, and reflection are all extremely helpful in keeping me on track with the goals I have set out for myself. There is a Pro version of the website and while I haven’t had the opportunity to try it out, but I am seriously considering it.

As of last night I’ve logged 1,851 total kilometers, 244.13 hours, and burned the caloric equivalent of 1,148 donuts since I started recording my workouts a year and a half ago.

B(e) Positive!

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I have a friend who is fairly new to running and lately she and I have been chatting about what music is on our iPods. I thought it might be neat to post some of what I listen to when I am running, especially given that my musical tastes are all over the map. I’ll try to do this every few weeks as time permits.

As you’ve likely read, I’m training for a half marathon. The event is a mere 38 days off and I’m up to 17 K for my Saturday runs. I’ll be scaling back to 15K this week to give my body a rest. Here are three of the songs that will be on my playlist as I run along the Grand River.

Kamikaze – Tenpenny Joke

This one is a definite favorite. I first heard it when I was looking up videos on Canadian Trail Running. It gets me in the right rhythm to pick up the pace and I love this part of the lyrics…

“don’t look behind you; gotta keep on running, run ‘til your lungs burn”

Because We Can – Bon Jovi

I loved this song from the second it came out. I find it a great tune when I’m running a long distance and the title reminds me that I can do this training. The words that stand out most for me are…

“I don’t wanna be another wave in the ocean; I am a rock, not just another grain of sand”

Inner Ninja – Classified feat. David Myles

I love to chat with my 11-year old son and see what cool things he’s listening to. He shared this one and I find it fun to run to. That said, there have been a few times I’ve had to restrain myself from dancing while I run. It’s not good for my form…lol. I love this part…

“no matter how hard they tryin’; nobody’s gonna bring me down”

I could always use a little inspiration when it comes to expanding my playlist, so feel free to share some of your favourites by posting a comment.

Have a great long weekend.

(B)e positive!

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