Bike MS Colorado 2017

If it doesn’t CHALLENGE you,                      it doesn’t CHANGE you!

Our goal—a world free of MS.

David and I have formed a team for Bike MS—an epic fundraising ride that is changing the lives of people affected by MS and helping fuel progress toward a world free of MS. We’d love your support as we prepare for this incredible experience. If you want to do more than make a donation, join our team!

We are prepared to go the distance for MS. It will take advance training, preparation and ongoing commitment from hundreds of other people and thousands of cyclists all over the country. What will really put power in our pedals is your support and our commitment to those impacted by this disease. Every mile we ride brings us closer to our goal—a world free of MS.

Please support our team today.

The money raised will help fund amazing progress in MS research, as well services that ensure people affected by MS can live their best lives.

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Last Week to REGISTER!!!

We are down to the final week to register for the Guts & Glory 2014 Virtual Run! We have 80 people signed up all around the world which means only 20 spots remain!

See for yourself here where people are running:

Register now via PayPal its only $20 and you get this AWESOME medal!

PS did I mention we have some AMAZING and AWESOME prizes we are raffling away.

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Picture of Actual Medal (3″ with Orange Ribbon)

Challenge ACCEPTED: Cover 200 miles in 30 +/- hours

Who in the right mind would even consider running 200 miles let alone in high altitude? Well, a BADASS Ragnarian, that’s what! This past weekend the Ragnar Relay came to Colorado. For those you that don’t know a Ragnar Relay is a crazy relay race that has you running 200 miles, but for Colorado this meant running from Copper Mountain to Snowmass. Don’t worry I am no that crazy and didn’t do it alone, I had 11 other amazing, yet just as crazy, people who were doing it with me!

Last October, I moved to Colorado not knowing anyone. Over the next few months met a few people here and there but nothing really took. I decided that I wanted to push myself out of my comfort zone and try something new. So I decided on running. I started running with Team Challenge for the Crohn’s and Colitis Foundation and have met some amazing people but wanted more. A couple months a go, a friend of mine posted something about a team needing another person to do Ragnar with in August. Thought about it and with a little pushing I decided why not and joined the C.O.R. Rangar Relay Team. Little did I know what was in store for me.

With nerves brewing and the days coming closer, I began to wonder if I made the right decision. Here is a team of people that do Spartan Races, Tough Mudder and various other Obstacle Races together and I don’t know anyone yet alone throwing myself into running long distance running in high altitude. Ready or not there was no backing out now!

The week of the race I received an email for a job interview that I couldn’t pass up on but was taking place on Friday, August 8, at 10am. Same time I am suppose to be with my team running this relay. I now had a decision to make do I bail and find someone to replace me, skip the interview or do I show up late and hope I make it in time. Well those of you that know me I like being overly ambitious and decided that I would do a lot of driving but compete in the Ragnar.

I drove up Thursday night for safety briefing and finally meet the team. After the meeting I drove back to Denver to get some rest and ready for my interview on Friday. While the team began the Ragnar journey at 6am Friday morning, I packed my car and got ready for my interview. The interview was at 10am and I finished at 11:3am, hoped in my car and drove up to meet my van at Copper Mountain just in time for my first leg of race at 3pm.

One thing that people didn’t realize or know was that I have Crohn’s Disease. Recently, it has been fine and I normally manage it with diet and exercise.  However, God had a different plan in mind for race day.  I woke up and was feeling sick off my butt but wasn’t going to let that stop me.  I know I didn’t want to let my team down and I wanted to complete this Ragnar which I knew would push me in every way. I put my big girl panties on and sucked it up. Now came the hard part….running.

Leg 1 was 7.8 miles through Vail with steady incline of hills and elevation gain throughout the run. Running uphill and in high altitude is a killer, and definately took some time to recover (just ask my poor teammates in Van #2). My run included going through the Vail Country Club and Golf Course and downtown Vail while running on dirt, asphalt, sidewalk and cobble stone. I knew going into this run that my body wasn’t feeling it and it would be a challenging leg for me. As I started to run my left knee decided to keep locking up and provide pain while my stomach was completely upset.  After 2 miles in I had to pull over and throw up a couple times but then kept going. Even though I was in pain I didn’t want to stop. I kept running and walking as much as I could knowing that I would hit the finish eventually.  My friend David kept in contact with me and relayed information to my team who started to worry about me. As I got close to the finish my teammate Ellie met up with me and made sure I was ok. With my knee and guts screaming at me I pushed my last mile as hard as I could. As I reached the exchange point my team was there cheering me on even thought I was in pain, tears and disappointed with my leg of the race. Took me almost 2 hours to complete it. 

After I was done with the first leg we went back to the van where I tried to get some water and get my knee taped with KT Tape (life saver when it sticks). While sitting there I started to get dizzy and almost blacked out but instead decided to just throw up. My team then moved me to some grass when I decided to throw up some more but knowing that my teammates leg was short distance we had to go meet up so we piled in and took off. Long story short my knee was killing me and I didn’t stop throwing up for 3 hours. Nothing would stay in my system and my teammates were nothing less than concerned and supportive. 

As we approached the first van exchange were we could get a few hours of sleep a decision had to be made. Do I suck it up and finish or do I pull myself out and just watch? Well, given I was raised to be tough and if I am still moving and not strapped to an IV I could move forward. I told my team I would be fine to let me run. At the next stop I went to the First Aide table to get my knee taped my medics, put on some knee braces a teammate had and popped mass amount of Aleve all to prepare for my 2nd leg which would be at 2am in the dark.

As my 2nd leg approached, I wanted this to be my redemption and just kick some butt. Luckily this leg would only be 3.6 miles or so I thought and mostly flat.  I knew I would succeed given that it was at night, weather was about 60 degrees and my body was feeling great.  I kept reminding myself why I run is for CCFA and the people that have the same disease I have but 10x worse and can’t enjoy the simple things in life.

With my headphones on, music playing, i hear “#137 called” my teammate is running in hands off the bracelet to me and I am off.  Thank heaven for Flogging Molly as I had one of their albums on my phone was 40min long. I figured that is more than enough time. I began running just listening and pushing through. Next thing I realize its 40 min later and I ran 4.88 miles.  Talk about redemption. Now after reality and frustration set in about the deceiving mileage that Ragnar stated I was stocked and excited for my timing. I PR’d in many aspects, avg pace of 8:22/mile, fastest mile was 6:08 and I redeemed myself from the first leg. 

Now one thing about Ragnar is that there is little to no sleep and you adapt to the van smelling like a locker room. With lack of sleep you really learn to rely on your teammates, adrenaline and absorbing the atmosphere of the other Ragnarians.  Even though we stopped a couple times, sleep never really happened it was either too loud in the gym, too bright out in the van or just excitement to know you are on the last leg.

Finally, we are on our last legs. Everyone of our teammates are cheering each other on, pushing each other and celebrating as we finish.  By leg 3, I was running on empty, my guts literally hated me and it was starting to get warm which wasn’t going to help. I knew that this was going to be tough finish but knowing that I would finish all 3 of my legs kept me going.  As I approached my 3rd and final leg I had to think back to the wise words I received from one of my coaches whilel running a half marathon in Hawaii, “There are 3 parts to running and completing anything. The first third is all heart, the second third is all mental and the final third will take all the guts you have left or big cahonas”.  This was definitely going to take all the guts I had left in me. I am not going to lie, my knees, my back and my guts all hurt on top of getting this altitude type cough. Was my body saying I have been pushing too hard? But maybe not? I have been told that I push too hard, don’t listen to my body and am stubborn. I will admit that I am stubborn and when I put my mind to something I will finish it.  Failure is not an option unless I am strapped to a hospital bed.  With the final leg in sight and it only being 3.3, again or so I thought, I was ready to complete the challenge set upon me. As I am going and passing runner, I do what I always do, hand out high fives, words of encouragement and keep moving forward. Yes, I did have to walk some this leg do to heat and my body hating me but I didn’t stop. As I approach my final exchange all emotions came out!  Leg 3 was 4 miles long but I did it with an avg pace of 10:00/mile.   I did it! I finished my legs and am done! 

Understand that I am not a runner. I actually hate running and never understood the point of running except for when it came to sports.  But as I looked back at my journey thus far I have now completed 3 half marathons in 7 weeks, 2 10k’ and now officially completed a Rangar. I guess I am a runner and never knew it. I am on target to complete my goal of running a half marathon every month for a year.

One thing that I loved the most was as I waited for each of my team mates to finish their legs, I knew the best thing I could do is cheer on everyone that is coming in to their home stretch. It was brutal but to know you are part of an elite group of people makes it so worth it. Each person that ran Ragnar has completed and pushed themselves beyond their expectations.  I do want to be a great athlete and hate letting teams down but one thing that Ragnar really showed me was that it is a TEAM. Everyone picked each other up, made up time, encouraged and became a family unit.  Could I have done better? Sure, but I did what I could and I finished,

To my AMAZING yet crazy teammates THANK YOU beyond words. Even though Van 1 and 2 never really got to hang out we were all there supporting one another through every leg of the way.  To Van #2, thank you for all the laughter, support, tagging of the vans and memories. We seriously became family that I never knew I could have and look forward to more “family vacations”.

Thank You Jim for accepting me into the COR family and letting me be apart of this Ragnar Race without knowing a bit about me. I feel as though I have found my family of friends in Colorado and look forward to more events with the COR family.

HUGE thank you to our photographer Garth for taking these amazing photos. Sharp Edge Photography really captured these special moments that will last a lifetime.

Last but not least, a SPECIAL thank you to Rene for driving our van and dealing with all the back seat drivers.  You didn’t complain one bit while dealing with what I could imagine being 6 sweaty, cranky, tired toddlers for 30 hours, never able to satisfy all at once LOL. RelayQuote31  10460669_10203643118109733_399006113346080992_o 10603209_797960536914773_5737821613410261458_n 10455362_797962100247950_6515317958760976008_n 10553338_797965846914242_5258310036983958664_n (1) 1625667_797965586914268_560662733784579730_n 10550968_797968220247338_1403749649746375189_n (1) 10525996_797967313580762_7368850028780381260_n (1) 10592901_10152189243292657_4479058299365614751_n 10336595_10152189952432657_4793161072156882604_n 10441325_967961083230064_2070722351849903845_n 10496965_692143664168734_30009405008484833_o 10468675_937912175051_4324248859881873000_o 10526028_797974080246752_640863286681720888_n


Whats 30 hours and 194 miles long?

This is a blog from one of my teammates this past weekend who I ran the Ragnar Relay with


Ragnar, thats what! A crazy relay race that has you running from Copper Mountain to Snowmass, yes it does take a special kind of crazy to want to do something like that, but guess what? I had 11 other amazing people who were willing to do this with me!

Recently I have been under a lot of stress, well as many of you know lupus and stress do not get a long at all. Its one of the biggest triggers to cause a flare. I was a little worried about this race, I didn’t want to let my team down. I didn’t want to be a disappointment and not be able to represent COR well.

Leg 1 was 7.6 miles with a 450 ft elevation gain in the first half mile. Yeah that first half mile was brutal, my team Jared ran down it, which would have been awesome. Running…

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15 Things Non-Runners Say That Annoy The Crap Out Of Runners (Literally)

Here is an article I found funny titled “15 Things Non-Runners Say to Annoy The Crap Out Of Runners”

You can either read the article via link or find it below:

Ugh! Non-runners just don’t understand us! The Angry Jogger shares the things he’s fed up with hearing from non-runners. How many of the following comments and questions infuriate you? Are there any others?
1. “I don’t know how you can run that far” – Whilst I appreciate that running for 10 miles may seem foreign to non-runners, it’s really not that difficult when you break it down into the key act of moving one leg in front of the other. We don’t start off running 10 miles. We start at 0.1 miles and build it up bit by bit until our legs and our minds can carry us further.
2. “You’re not really running though are you? You’re jogging!” – Well I guess it depends. If you’re gonna define running as moving past 6mph then yes, sometimes I run. Sometimes I jog. It doesn’t ultimately matter. It’s only something assholes argue about. The important thing is that I consider myself a runner and that’s all that matters. Sometimes you’ve gotta fake it until you make it.
3. “I could finish a marathon easily, but I don’t have the time.” – Congratulations on your busy schedule. I’m pretty sure you could run one too. It’s not that difficult if you have the dedication and the will but those are both harder to summon than you think.

4. “Runners have no lives.” – You’ll hear some snarky bitch or bastard say this from time to time and what it really means is “runners don’t have a life like mine, which is the best life that anyone could have! Now I’m going for another glass of Pinot Grigio before milking my Bichon Frise off in the attic!”

5. “Why run when you risk shitting yourself nearly every time?” – Paula Radcliffe and that poor man who looks like Timmy from Southpark have popularized the belief that all runners are incontinent bastards who take some amount of pride in shitting themselves. This is not true. I’ve only come close to shitting myself twice in 4,000 miles and both times were my fault for eating Jelly Tots before the run

6. “How come you’re still fat when you run so much” – I’m overweight as I enjoy junk food a little too much. Running doesn’t give me license to eat all of the things but sometimes I cave in and do it anyway. I’m trying to better myself which is the most important thing.

7. “Why didn’t you win the race?” – Despite being 205 lbs and 6′ 3″ I decided I’d give the Kenyans a chance this time and start at the back…

8. “Runners eat nothing but salad! How can they live like that?” – On the contrary the main reason I run is for cake, cider and chips. If I had to observe a bullshit regime like the Paleo diet, I’d have cut off my testicles with pliers long ago, deposited them in the River Lagan and not dived in after them

9. “Why do you waste your weekends running?” – This is usually asked by the sorta idiot who spends their weekend entirely drunk and/or hungover. Or wanking their Bichon Frise off in the loft. The answer is simple. If you enjoy doing something at the weekend then it isn’t a wasted weekend

10. “Why do you punish yourself so much with running?” – Running isn’t punishment if you enjoy it. It’s actually rather therapeutic for me as I run at my own pace and for my own reasons. Punishment to me is sitting around, stuffing my face and not doing anything for myself. I’ve been down that road before and I have the pictures to prove that it isn’t a pretty outcome.

11. “There is absolutely no point to running” – If you were to look at everything closely, there is absolutely no point to anything in life. With a pissy attitude like that, why bother even getting up in the morning? Running sometimes can be a means to an end. For me it’s great for managing my weight and an excellent social tool. Running leads to better things and a better life.

12. “You’re still running? I thought you’ve have got over that little phase by now” – Running is not a phase, it’s a lifestyle change that allows me to go away on weekends, get as drunk as sailor in a new town, run hungover and then reward myself with more sweet nectar (and Nachos) after the race.

13. “I only run when someone is chasing me!” – If that’s true and you’re out of practice, how do you know that you would escape with your life from a murderer? You might think that you can move fast but it takes for you to watch a video of you finishing a race to realise you’re slow as hell! Don’t give the rapists a head start! Start running!!

14. “If you enjoy running so much, how come you look so miserable when you’re doing it?” – Let’s put it another way, if I were to grin like a Cheshire Cat on each and every run and the police were telephoned into the area I was in regarding an assault, who would they suspect was responsible? I’ve tried smiling on the run before but I just look suspicious like I’m the bastard offspring of the BFG and a leprechaun or something.

15. “I’d run but I’m not fit enough for it!” – How do you suppose you get fit to run then, by sitting around on your sofa eating cake? Starting to run is only a Catch-22 situation if you try to start too fast to begin with. You can build up to running easily enough through walking faster and for longer over time.