Friday, September 16, 2011
Brief video clip of the Coasties and Ghosties finishing HTC
Friday, September 16, 2011
I went to bed that night, tired, excited, and anxious for the next day. I tried to imagine sleeping upright in a van, or stretched out in a sleeping bag in a field. When we woke the next day, it was back to tracking on Facebook and Spark to see if there were any updates. We got ourselves together, packed snacks, and headed off for Seaside. The drive didnít get bad until we hit town, but again, what we experienced was nothing like what the team Vans had to get through. We were early enough that we stopped for lunch at one of the local restaurants. It was there that I ran into half of my companyís HTC team, the DEA Lightning Slugs! It was good to see them and catch up on how theyíd done. They looked done in and ready to eat, so we went our separate ways.
We hit the beach shortly after.
Thatís just a small section of the whole event. I didnít get enough shots to show the massive size of everything unfortunately. To the left were more tents, a stage for the entertainment, and a beer garden set up. Off toward the water they were sectioning off an area for fireworks later that night.
We milled around for a bit. I actually saw Gaye from a distance, but we never managed to get together in the vast mass of humanity! Sandy was volunteering for the Coasties and Ghosties as part of the clean-up crew, and she left me a voicemail. I got to talk to her briefly Ė she was smart and brought her family early and planned their time on the beach proper before she had to show up for her volunteer shift! Good thinking!
I stationed myself right along the rail near the finish line determined to get pictures. What I actually got was a bad sunburn LOL On the left side of my face, neck, and arm! It was worth it though. Look!
Thatís the Coasties and Ghosties team finishing! I also managed to get a snippet of video of them finishing, which Iíll upload after this. Itís not much, but it was my first attempt at video using our little Nikon camera. Who knew it did moving pictures, too?
We wonít get into Billís impatient or how long we waited. It was worth every minute. I regret that we ended up leaving before the Sparkiní team crossed the finish line, but I was a crispy critter, and it was time to go. I did make one sweep around to the holding pen where teams were waiting to head down the finish chute, and found some of the Sparkiní team.
Our peoples are behind the row of yellow shirts LOL
Terri and Nancy
It was funny, as I was trying to snap pictures, beyond happy to have at least spotted them, Nancy looked up to where we were standing. I wore purple to represent for my Sparkiní peeps, and somehow in that throng of people, she spotted us! I threw hugs and kisses and waved my Ďhi helensí off, then finally Bill peeled me away to start the drive back.
I think I finally wore myself out with my chatty babbling at Bill the whole drive back. There was one more day of HTC activities to be had, and I was looking forward to it. We were lucky enough to meet up and have dinner with the whole Sparkiní team one more time before they went their separate ways. Hereís a few pictures we snapped using the Crackberry. If I have your name wrong, please forgive and correct me!
I think thatís (from left to right) Kathy, Leah, Robin, Trish, Nancy, and Nicole. Suzette is behind Kathyís head there.
Quick note here Ė I stared at Leah probably too much Thursday evening at Dinner at Kimís house. I finally confessed to her that she looks SO much like my sister, who I miss very much, so thatís why I kept staring LOL
Jackie, Kate, Gaye, Dee.
Gaye, Terri, Suzette, Mimi.
The team was very gracious, including us in the dinner. Mimi gave us and Gaye a wonderful plaque as thanks for our volunteering, and Kate thanked us as well. I kept wanting to thank all of THEM for running and allowing us to be a part of such an amazing experience. As we were getting ready to leave, I paused to say my goodbyes. I wasnít budging until I got another big hole Texas hug from Nancy.
What you may not be able to tell from that fuzzy picture is that we were both weeping ninnies! I mean the waterworks started as soon as we hugged. Nancy took time to talk with me last year when I stepped out of my comfort zone and sought out the 2010 Sparkiní HTC team. I remember telling her that I wasnít a runner, couldnít ever be a runner. Nancy wasnít having it LOL She said I absolutely could be a runner, never say never. Look at me now, thanks to SparkPeople, and Coach Nancy! Never ever doubt the power of believing in someone and telling them/you that you can do it!
I did get asked if Iíll be running for reals with the Sparkin HTC team for 2012. Bill has already volunteered to drive one of the vans (so he can decorate it to his heartís content, I think!) I hmmmíd and hawwwíd around about it. That single run Friday night made me question whether or not I could actually contend with these amazing running women. Iíve got a year to get ready for it, though. I guess weíre just gonna hafta see!
Friday, September 16, 2011
My HTC Volunteer experienceÖ long!
Bill and I were fortunate enough to volunteer for our Sparkiní Hood to Coast team this year. It was a great experience, and I was happy to be even remotely associated with the team. Those are some rockiní running ladies, let me tell you!
We met up with the team Thursday evening for dinner, and it was a chance to meet so many new people. Iíd been lucky to meet Kashmir, GayeMC, KEakman, and Coach Nancy before. This time, I got the rest of the crew.
Since Iím shy.. hey, stop snorting, I AM TO shy! So I didnít introduce myself to everyone, but I recognized faces and stayed quietly in awe of most everyone while soaking up the experience. There was van decorating that evening as well, and I think Bill had the most fun doing that of anyone LOL He truly enjoyed it.
Friday morning, we woke up bright and early and watched the local news. They had brief segments on HTC starting at 3 a.m. at Timberline lodge, and the thunderstorm that was taking place on Mt. Hood. Really?? Oh for peteís sake, thatís just what they need, a thunderstorm complete with lightening! Talk about an electrifying start!
We got dressed, and I made sure I represented my peeps!
Thatís my SparkPeople keychain fob, safety-pinned to the back of my hat!
Ready for action!
Bill speculated that thereíd be nothing for us to do at the exchange, since even the fastest team starting at 3 a.m. would not be at that exchange point while we were on duty. Well, that might be the case, but we were going anyway. Maybe they needed someone to help set up or .. whatever they needed, weíd be doing it!
Eventually we headed out to man the post from 8 to 12. Now, weíd driven out there previously to find the spot, and just couldnít figure out where exactly it was going to be. There was a road that led down to train tracks and another road, and a parking lot. I couldnít imagine anyone going down the hill to the parking lot, so figured it must be somewhere along the main road. We hoped weíd be able to find the right spot.
The exchange was actually at the intersection of Hwy 30 and the road weíd found. We pulled through, directed by one of the volunteers to the parking lot below. There were LOTS of people there and I was nearly jumping out of my skin with anticipation and excitement. We were here!
This was painted on the pavement at the exchange. Awesome!
Yes, I was geeked out, to say the least. We met more volunteers as we were directed where to park, where to go to sign in, where to go to find a job, who to talk to, what to do, and on and on! We had totally forgotten about, Iím ashamed to say, the Portland to Coast walkers! These were the teams who were coming through the exchange. They had started about an hour before at Exchange 13 and this was their first stop.
This was one of the first ladies I saw as we took up our places in the actual exchange.
Her sign says ďFree road kill, 1 per customerĒ LOL
I worked the front of the exchange area Ė I directed time keepers and team members along the guard rail up to the chute, reminding people ONLY the time keep and the next-up team member could be in the area. I waved the incoming walker into the chute, and tried to make sure the hand off of the slap bracelet happened at the flag.
At The FLAG! If I said that once I said/yelled/pleaded it a zillion times LOL
Bill worked the rear of the chute. He made sure people made it off alright, and when there was a problem, he was to keep the walker in the chute.
Fortunately, he didnít have to tackle anyone!
There were four people who came through while we were there whose team mates were not there to meet them for the exchange. The first lady was livid, yelling on her phone, stalking around. We tried to keep her in the chute until her team mate showed up, but it was in the midst of a bunch of people coming in, and she headed out of the chute off to find her peoples.
The exchange manager explained we needed to do a better job of keeping people in the actual exchange point while others found the missing team mate. We did better with the next three people, thank goodness. He said it wasnít bad with the walkers, but if that happened with the runners it could be very bad. We never found out what that might mean LOL I think our shift saw the last of the walkers come through before we left. Iím not sure how long it took for the runners to arrive Ė we left at 12 so Iím sure it was sometime later in the afternoon.
I spent the rest of the day pretty keyed up still. See, I was ghosting Matt, Zís hubby, who was running leg 15 at 8 that night for the Coasties and Ghosties team. OhMy! I monitored both teams through Facebook and whatever updates I could get from Spark. Iím sure I wore on Billís nerves aplenty as I fretted and timed and paced and planned. Iíd figured out how to run the 7.25 miles around our neighborhood. It was going to be dark, so I had my flashy light and my hand light and water and music and.. I was ready. And I antsy.
Finally, close to the time to take off, I got my gear on and decided to go for it! Off I charged, into the warm night. It was pretty good at first. Not too hot, not too dark, just quiet. Very quiet. I chugged along, and started to sweat. Was it getting hotter all of a sudden? Whatís that noise? Whoís that? Whereís that barking dog?
I made the first circuit of our blocks in reasonable time, sweating my patoot off, thinking of Matt the whole way. His was a much harder run with rolling hills, along the side of the road. I had it easy, but I was wearing out fast. I had one dog charge at me from behind a fence, and another come at me, out of his yard. I gave him the Dog Whisperer Ďssshhhhtttt!!!!í and a sharp ĎNoí and kept on going. I walked an extra interval at that time until I was off his block LOL Just in case.
I managed to finish the 7.25, but let me tell you Ė I had a whole new respect for both teams. That was the only running I did that day, it was nothing compared to the mileage they were putting in, and it really did me in. I cannot imagine what they went through to run all three legs, day and night, hot and cold. Amazing!
End part 1!
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Itís been a while since Iíve blogged anything of substance. Oh sure, I left you a couple of quickies but itís been rather scattered. So, Iím going to do a bit of catching up.
I do have to share my HTC experience, so Iíll save that blog for after this.
The two week visit with my mom and Kristan went relatively well. 10 days may be the better option for future visits. There wasnít anything bad or negative during this visit, but Mom is what I consider high maintenance and wears me out, throwing us out of our normal schedule and habits.
The three of us at Seaside last Friday. It had been stinkiní hot in Portland the whole time, so we hoped for a warm day on the coast. LOL No such luck for us.
Confession Ė I weighed this morning and have gained 5 lbs over two weeks Ė entirely plausible and legit.
I was mostly prepared for this, but itís still disappointing to see. Not surprising in the least, but a bummer. Iím still quite out of whack, schedule- and routine-wise, so Iíve been even more slug-like this week. My sleep is way off, which leaves me feeling drained at the end of the day. I havenít bothered doing anything fitness-wise all week, since Sundayís Pints to Pasta.
Ah, Pints to Pasta.
Thatís me, crossing the Finish line (yes, I know the blow-up thingy says Start, it says Finish on the other side) and my mom and Kristan waiting for me on the left there. That was pretty darned awesome, having them at the Finish, truly. Afterward, I gave Kristan a great big hug and got all weepy Ė what is it with me and weepy 10Ks???
Here are a few more of my pics from the race, if youíre interested.
I finished in 85 min. Ė 2 minutes slower than my best 10K time. I was alright with that, considering Iíd run 6 miles the day before. I had 12 miles on the schedule for my Half training for the weekend, but learned my lesson about over doing it when it comes to mileage. So, I split the 12 in half, and did one each day. Iíve been a bit sore since then, which makes sense since I blew off my maintenance runs during the week.
Iíve also let my time at the gym for ST and Zumba slide off my to-do list. And the PDX90 program.
PDX90 had a VERY rough start, so I lost my enthusiasm for it pretty quickly. Itís offered at odd times, or rather.. times that donít work perfectly for me.
9 a.m. Ė Iím at work.
5 p.m. Ė I get home at 4:30, and barely have time to change and get to the gym for this session
6 p.m. Ė this would work, mostly, except for the days that I run (or the days Iím supposed to run) and/or do Zumba (which yea, I just said itís been nearly 3 week since Iíve done this)
I have reverted to type and opted for D) none of the above. If I canít make a decision about something, I just donít do anything at all. No, letís not actually try the 5:00 time, or the 6:00 time to see how it works. Letís not try running to the gym, doing PDX90, then running home after to see if I can handle it.
No, letís do nothing at all.
And THAT is the result!
Iím not giving up entirely, though. Iím back on a more reasonable menu once again. Lots of freggies, better protein, less fat. Iím angling toward getting better sleep. I think I was actually asleep by 10 last night, which is a HUGE improvement. Small steps, right? Little bits and pieces of getting myself back together and back on track.
Letís see.. what else.
Oh yea! I love this part.
Over the Hood to Coast weekend, I chatted with GayeMC, the SparkPortland leader, and asked her if it was rude of me to ask/offer to become a leader for the city team. I love Spark, and I love Portland, so I really wanted to do more to combine the two and see what we can do in Portland as a team. So now Iím co-leading with Gaye, and hopefully we will be able to pull together a SparkPortland meet-up after the Portland Marathon on October 9, after several of us participate in the 10K walk that morning.
Iím sure thereís more, but along with trying to eat better, move better, and sleep better, I need to work on thinking/processing better. My mind is still mostly scrambled (hence jumping from topic to topic) but that should be rectified soon.
Plan of action through Sunday ---
Run this evening
No really, Run
Get your *ss out there and RUN
Please run? This evening, and Saturday morning
Plan and implement a nutritious and delicious menu
Grocery for said menu Saturday
Also Saturday, pick up packet for Race for the Cure
Weigh in and measure Sunday morning Ė and dutifully log it, ticker and tracker and all! I need a starting point
Sunday, meet up with Gaye and Joelle at Race for the Cure (and hopefully others of you??)
Meet family at Famous Daveís BBQ joint Sunday evening to celebrate step-almost-son-in-lawís Bday and NOT overeat
There. I can do those things between now and then. I can. I will.
Thatís me, being determined.
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