My Journey to the Pro stage....after the fourth baby

The greatest tragedy of man is never realizing or reaching his full potential~"Dont TALK about it,BE about it!"











WELCOME to my blogspot! I am utilizing this space as a journal of sorts,where my workouts as well as random thoughts are posted....



Now that I have a few good Pro shows under my belt,I am in "off season" until 2013,due to the VERY unexpected news of my 4th child!! In the meantime, I will be keeping a journal of how a pro athlete reclaims her pre-baby body and juggles fitness and family. I am planning a Pro show just a few months after the baby arrives, as well as gearing up to hit new PR's for 5k's,half and full marathons! My ultimate goal is to simply get better with age....(and hopefully snag an IFBB pro card and break 19 min in a 5k in the process)so come follow me on my crazy journey to the Pro-Stage and Beyond... after a fourth child!!Feel free to leave any comments or advice!



NGA Heart Of America

NGA Heart Of America
winning pose

Monday, December 18, 2017

Half Marathon Recap! (And a 5k recap)

Its taken me a bit to get this recap up but here it is:
Last week of HM training:
December 4th-10th
Monday-rest
Tuesday-rest
Wednesday-4 miles including a 3 mile tempo
Thursday-rest
Friday- 4.5 shake out miles
Saturday- 13.16 miles plus an extra 4-5 miles trying to find my pup who jumped the fence
Sunday-2 miles chasing after pup who jumped fence
The week leading up to the race was pretty low key. On Wednesday Fleet feet hosted a holiday pub run, chase the gingerbread man and catch the fox. it was a good time with friends, hot cocoa, cookies and raffles. I also got in a great 3 mile tempo and was thankful I had Mark and Andrew(my kids middle school PE teacher) to run with. it was dark, and I have no sense of direction what so ever. We ended up passing the gingerbread man and won fleet feet gift cards.









The day before the race I just got some easy shake out miles and tried not to think about the early wake up call. That night I went to bed early, sleeping in my daughters room with the door shut so I wouldn't be bothered by the dogs and my husbands snoring. I still didn't sleep worth a darn.

RACE RECAP:
My alarm goes off at 4am, and I stay under the covers as long as possible,texting Theresa about the weather and how I don't feel like getting out of bed,lol! I eventually get dressed and moving and meet T at CVS so we could carpool to the shuttle buses. I forgot my coffee but remebred my honey stinger waffle.I drove and managed to not get us lost so the day started off on a good note! Once we park we hike through wet grass and muddy muck to climb on a shuttle bus. It was windy and cold but the bus was warm,cozy and made me not want to go back outside. Once we get to the  Island, we made a porto potty stop with NO lines and fresh, clean, not used yet porto johns. Things were still going good! We have to drop off our bags and we wait around a bit trying to find our friends. we go to the market grill and had zero lines for the indoor restrooms, while the main building was packed to the brim with LONG waiting lines for the restroom. I was wondering why no one thought of the market grill? A few minutes before the start, Theresa and I make our way to the starting line. we try to get to the front as both of us were in Coral A. TRY is the operative word, we are trying our best to swim through the sea of thousands of people.

Before we get anywhere close to the front, the gun goes off and confetti cannons are spraying the runners with a rainbow of confetti and glitter. I guess I didn't have time to get nervous.I am surprisingly calm as I told myself I was treating this as a tempo run. My plan was to start off slower and then pick up my pace as the race progressed.

Mile 1-3 (7:09,7:12,7:12)
I see Bronwen about a half mile in. I paced with her the first mile of the last half and did the same for this race. She slows her pace a bit after the first mile as she was aiming for a 7:20 pace. I go on ahead and run behind an older guy named George for the next 4 miles. I knew his name was George because his friend Brad(I later found out his name was brad,but not until the end of the race) was carrying on a normal conversation with him. I see a skinny Santa Claus(minus the long white beard) ahead of me and I keep his effortless stride in my sights the next 5 miles. I see 2 girls in red tanks ahead of me and wonder if they are running the full or the half. At mile 2 and 3 I see even splits and the red tank gals are keeping an even pace ahead of me as well. Maybe I could pace off of them? I see mile 3 around 21:30, which is what I wanted to see based on my goal of 1:34 (or anything faster than 1:34:58) I just had to keep things steady. I also regretted not shedding the extra layer top I was wearing. I was already really hot.

Miles 4-6 (7:15,7:03,7:12)
These miles were spent drafting behind tall skinny santa and a few other tall guys, passing George, catching up to the red shirt girls,and trying to convince myself this was "fun" I think the marathoners split from the halfers at some point but cant remember which mile. One red shirt turns for the full.
I see the 6 mile mark around 43 minutes, which is what I needed. still on track for a PR, but I suck at mental math while running.

Miles 7-9(7:03,7:15,7:06)
After mile 6, the other red shirt girl picks up her pace and passes me, as does skinny santa. I see glimpses of brad ahead and a few men catch up to me. we stay in a pack during these miles and there are many turns in the course. I am trying really hard to do mental math. I knew If I could get to the 10 mile mark at 1:10 I could possibly see 1:30-1:32 if I ran a strong last 5k. if I saw a 1:12 I knew I could go sub 1:35, possibly closer to 1:33. When mile 9 rolls around I feel a huge mental block. Red shirt girl, brad and skinny santa were picking up the pace and i was trying to hang on. All I wanted to do was get to mile 10. If I could make it there under 1:12, it was just a 5k left and I knew I could do a 5k in 22 minutes on tired legs. somewhere during these miles, a deer jumps on to the course and freezes. Brad warns me and we cautiously yet quickly move around the deer. Red shirt girl throws the hammer down and separates herself from our little pack.

 Miles 10-12 (7:06,7:12,7:12)
The course had the race clocks placed every few miles and I saw the clock at mile 10 say 1:12xx. I knew the big clock didn't match my chip time, and didn't match my fitbit( as the course would be running long). I knew if I picked my pace up I could see 1:34 and possibly 1:33xx. I wanted the 1:33xx! during these miles I catch up to brad and skinny santa, and pass a female. My legs are heavy and I really want to slow down. I jump aboard the pain train at 11.67 miles in. we are going over slick muddy bridges, muddy paths and making more turns which is slowing any momentum I try to generate. Brad pulls ahead and is having a good time, talking to volunteers and spectators. I catch up to skinny santa, but he pulls ahead of me and Im trying to use their energy to get me through. another guy passes me and I make it a point to stay with him. at mile 12, I start to close the gap between brad and skinny santa. Just 1 more mile left. I didn't even bother to look at my fitbit. I just wanted to be done. In hindsight, I wish I would have looked.

Mile 13, and last 0.16 (7:18, 6:15)
 I am thankful to have Brad and Santa by or near my side. We see the 13 mile marker, Brad pulls ahead, I follow and santa is right on my heels. I see the clock go from 1:33:59 to 1:34 and I say a few choice words ( its not shalanes new catch phrase btw!)




I push ahead and cross the line at 1:34:15. I give Brad a huge hug and thank him for helping me PR. It was  PR for him as well!
I try to find skinny santa but couldn't. I wait at the line for my friends and then go with Becky to grab some food. my stomach wasn't ready to eat yet though. I find Amy, change clothes and scope out the results.
To my pleasant surprise,I had placed 3rd in my AG.




I wait around for awards and finally see skinny santa, he had won his age group (60+). I couldnt resist the urge to go up to him and thank him for helping me PR. I found out his name is Geary. and we hug eachother before I find Theresa and congratulate  her on her BQ-ish. her official time was 3:40:01, which is 1 second from a BQ. Actually her time was really 3:40:00:25 and the clock rounded up so she literally missed a BQ by 0:0.25! however, she ran 26.37. if it was a legitmate 26.2 her time would have been 3:38....so its a BQ in my book! AND if I ran 13.1 instead of 13.16 I would have had a 1:33:48.... oh well.

We round up our crew and find the shuttle bus to get us back to the car. It hurt going up the stairs to the bus,lol!!!! Both Theresa and I landed PRs and were able to make it back home safe and sound. I was planning on relaxing the rest of the day but......life with kids and pups call for always being on your toes.  The dog decided to jump the fence and I took aver an hour to find her, catch her and get her back home. when she is loose, she wont come when she is called and thinks its a game of chase when you approach her. 5 miles later, a nice family came to my rescue. Since Fanci loves other dogs and will stop to say hello to any fellow dogs, the family brought their dog out. She ran right over to say hi and we were able to get her leash on! This has happened more times than I would like to count. SO we ended up getting an invisible fence.......

Sunday we went to the Summerville Christmas parade because my husband was in it.
The best part of the parade was seeing Santa....and my husband of course.


Final thoughts on the half marathon:
I am both pleased and disappointed with my race performance. I'm happy because, well its a PR! And, I was able to negative split the race. And my paces weren't all over the place. I was able to keep a positive attitude most of the race. Aside from miles 9-11, I was really enjoying the run. I was able to I also didn't have any GI issues after the race. I feel like I ran smart.
I'm disappointed because I feel I ran too conservative and of course slower than what I was hoping for. I know in order for me to get faster at the longer distances, I need to build my base more. the speed is there, but I need to work on speed over longer distances. In general, the course was beautiful, flat but curvy.
Post race food is way more than bagels and bananas. While I wasn't hungry at all after the race, post race food including, 2 different types of pasta dishes, hot soup,hot cocoa, lemonade, water, hot coffee, muffins, cake, assortments of sweets, Gatorade, bananas, oranges and more.
Race shirt was a long sleeve dri fit tech shirt with hood and thumb holes(men and womens cut).
Post race party included lots of beer.
I'm glad I raced this course, but I'm not sure I will do it again. Just because it makes for a long day. (The Sweet Tea half is literally right down the road from my house, Its not as fancy as Kiawah and doesn't have the frills, but Sweet Tea is convenient, and I have a home field advantage)
I am still debating if I will go back to MB and claim redemption. I really want to work on getting faster at the 5k and 10k. Speaking of 5k's......

LAST WEEK IN REVIEW.....
This past weekend I ran my last race of 2018. I knew going in it wasn't going to be a PR like last year. before the recap, I brief glance at last week:
Dec 11-17th
Monday-5 mile shakeout run
Tuesday-rest
Wednesday- 4.5 miles including 6x400
Thursday-rest
Friday-5.15 shakeout miles
Saturday- 7 miles including a 5k plus 2 miles chasing after pup who jumped the fence
Sunday- 5 easy miles

My legs felt like lead all week. Wednesday track night was a small turnout but we got the work done!

I did 6x400s at a decent clip considering I just a half marathon. Fridays shake out miles felt harder than they should and I knew going in this last race that it was going hurt.

 RACE RECAP
I had signed my oldest daughter up for this race,and she was not happy about it. She didn't like having to get up at 7:30 on a weekend. But she knows it will help her for soccer so she got dressed and ready to run.
we were out the door by 8:15. I really wanted to stay home though.
We get to the race, I find Larry the Legend and we get in 2 mile warm up. My legs felt like bricks.
We make our way to the start and I see a few fast ladies I had to keep my eye on. I see Amy, and she gives me the thumbs up sign (which is code for "you got this"). I hug my daughter and tell her not to start out too fast and that as soon as I am finished, I will come back and finish the race with her.
I find  a spot at the very front, close to Tony. Gun goes off.
Mile 1:
I try to pace off of Tony. A half mile in I pass him and focus on the 6 gals in front of me. I was in the 7th female spot. I tried not to get discouraged about my placement. I knew at least 3 of these gals were probably going to fade at mile 2. I see mile 1 in 6:27
It felt like I was going a lot faster than that.

Mile 2
As soon as I see the slow first mile, I knew I needed to go faster.I pick up my pace and start the rabbit hunt. I pass 3 ladies and blue shirt guy surges with me. I'm in 4th place for the ladies now. I focus on the 3 gals ahead of me and reel them in. Blue shirt guy is trying to pull ahead but I stay with him. I know he runs in the low 19s/high 18s so I wanted him close by me! I see mile 2 in 6:21.

Mile 3
I try to do mental math. I needed a 6 minute mile to see 19:30, which was my goal but honestly the way my legs were feeling all I wanted was to see sub 20!!!
I pass 2 gals and blue shirt guy surges and takes off like his britches are on fire.
I keep the 1rst place gal in my sights and just try to hang on for as long as I can. The last mile was mentally tough. I kept hearing cheers from spectators and other runners that were number 1 and 2 ladies. That kept me pushing the final stretch.
I see mile 3 in 6:29 and could barely give a kick at all (6:20)
I cross the line in what I think is 19:48 but it was really 19:55.
Andrew (my kids PE coach) was right on my tail and he landed a PR! I had told him that if he wanted to go sub 20, then keep close to me...and he did! If I wasn't able to have a good race, at least I was able to help someone else have a great one!!!
Several hugs and congrats at the finish line and then I go back and find my daughter to run with her. She didn't have any running goals in mind, other than to make it to the finish line. To my surprise, I found her sooner than I expected and I told her, that we only had a half mile left and I thought she could PR. at the 3 mile marker, that girl took off sprinting and she ran a 15 second PR!!! She was very happy and she made a bee line for the hot cocoa,lol!!!!

I ended up placing 2nd OA female






However, when awards were announced, I was called up as 3rd place, and the winner, Mary was called as 2nd place. we knew there weren't any other females ahead of us, even though initial results said a Sandra turner had won with a time of 18:5X.
no one claimed the OA prize bag which was a good thing.
 The results ended up getting fixed, but we still need to get the correct prize bags. We are pretty sure that some guy ran with his girlfriends bib and it messed the results up. Ugh.
Anyways, aside from that the race went MUCH better than I expected. I am confident that if I had fresh legs, I would have been in the 19:15-19:30 range.
I cant wait until next year because my goal is to win it with a much faster time! I've got some HUGE SCARY running goals for 2018.
stay tuned!!!
If you are still reading this novel, bless your heart, you must really love me!
So how did your last race of the year go? Any big scary goals for 2018? please share!!!

I’m linking up with Holly at Hohoruns and Tricia at MississippiPiddlin‘ for their weekly wrap link. Come join the fun!

oh in non related running news, my dads dogs wife had babies! I'm an auntie!


AND! BART YASSO like my comment on IG. I may or may not have squeeled like a fan girl, LOL!


Wednesday, December 6, 2017

HM training and 5k recaps

Its been busy busy here in the Cunningham house!
Training 11/20-11/26
Monday-sick kid
Tuesday-sick kid 4 miles easy
Wednesday- travel day sick kid
Thurdsay- 7miles including a 5k
Friday-6 miles easy
Saturday-45 minutes elliptical
Sunday- sick husband 10 miles including 8 mile tempo at goal HMP

Due to a sick child, we chose not to travel to TN for thanksgiving. It was a good call because Wednesday night, Elijahs fever spiked and he randomly broke out in hives on his face. Thankfully they were gone the next day.

I was able to look up races in SC and signed up for a local turkey trot 5k. Little did I know this was the largest 5k in the state that would bring out the fastest runners in the state. I'm glad I didn't know that beforehand otherwise I would have probably skipped it. I'm glad I didn't and if I ever get a chance to run it again, I will!

Race recap:
 I ran the 40th annual Turkey day run and wobble gobble in Charleston.  I woke up to rain,rain and more rain. I love running in the rain but it was hard for me to get out of my warm and cozy bed! BUT I get an early start so I can find a parking spot. Amy tells me which parking garage I should park at am I am so thankful for her advice. I parked in the aquarium parking garage, which is close enough to the start but far enough away from all the traffic (made it easy to leave the race early). I get my race packet and see my friend Todd. He lets me keep my packet in his bag the Fleet Feet tent offered to store FF bags under their tables. I don't know how I found him, but I ran into Larry the Legend during my warm up. We get in 2 miles. We part ways before the start, and I didn't see him again after the race, due to the sheer size of the crowd (over 8,000 runners). I was told this was a flat and fast course so I had really high hopes I would see sub 20, maybe even closer to 19:20-30.
I try to make my way close to the starting line but am a few rows back. All the faster than fast runners are in the very front.
Gun goes off and I spy Tony. I make it a point to pace off him for at least the first mile. From the very beginning of the race, I knew it would be a struggle. I see mile 1 at 6:16

Tony is just a few strides ahead of me. My lungs are screaming, my legs feel heavy but I focus on Tony's shoes. Mile 2 is more of the same. I'm already on the struggle bus but I tell myself I've gotta keep Tony in my sight! right before the 2 mile marker I FINALLY catch up to Tony, we run stride for stride briefly but once we hit the 2 mile marker (6:22) Tony takes off. My wheels then proceeded to fall off and it was all I could to keep sight of Tonys red shirt. Hordes of runners are passing me and I just tried to hang on to what I could, half hoping their drafts would carry me to the line. I had SO many negative thoughts in my head. I'm not sure if  I was more upset that I didn't stay with Tony, or that I ran slower than what I thought I was capable of. I see 6:36 for mile 3 and could only muster a 6:06 pace for the last0.12.

I cross the line and see 19:57 on my watch. And I was pissed off (I later found out my official time was 19:53).
I get in 1.5 mile cool down, grab my finishers medal and make my way through the sea of runners and spectators to the results tent. Maybe I ended up placing in my AG? I had no idea how many women were in front of me. when I checked the results, I was a little let down as the preliminary standings had me as 10th in my AG





10th in AG
297/8355 overall
103/4591 female overall
I see a few people from the CRC and they were a bit puzzled by the results. They thought something was messed up with the timing (I later found out there WAS a glitch). The rain was coming down harder, the winds were picking up and I was getting cold. I went ahead and left the race before awards. I had to start cooking Thanksgiving food! (and I was cold, hungry and still pissed off at my race performance)
After a hot soak in an Epsom Salt bath, I looked up the official results online and this is what it said:

 137/8355 overall
1rst in AG 1/433
17th overall female (17/4591)
There were issues with timing, so I didn't think I placed in my AG when I really did. Oh well.
I made a wonderful thanksgiving dinner and this was our very first ever thanksgiving in SC!


we ended up decorating our house for Christmas the following day, once our decorations were up, I was able to set up my running tree!!


 Sunday I got a late start to my double digit run. It was 70 degrees and sunny but I had an amazing 8 miles at and a little under goal HMP. That run left me with full confidence I can see at least a 1:33 for the upcoming half marathon in Kiawah.
Sunday Morning, my husband started to run a fever......
11/27-12/3
Monday-active rest
Tuesday6 miles TM
Wednesday-5 miles including 5x400 (sick)
Thursday- rest (sick)
Friday-4 miles
Saturday-7 miles including a 5k (sick)
Sunday-12 miles 7 miles

  The week started off by taking my daughters to Velocity Air sports indoor trampoline park. My fitbit logged 51 minutes of sport activity. Jumping on trampolines is a workout!!!!

Wednesday I wanted to do a short speed workout because I had a goal race planned for the 2nd. The Reindeer Run is one of the fastest and flattest courses in the area and I was hoping I would be faster than last year. This would be a test to see if my fitness was where it should be.
 My husband had been sick with fever, congestion, cough and sore throat. I really tried to avoid his germs!
While I was REALLY excited to finally be back at the track (hadn't been there in a couple months due to middle school football taking over), glad to have some company (Kendal and Franko showed up later)

 I had a surprisingly horrible workout. I only had 6x400s planned but only got in 5x400. It was a warm and humid night and the air was thick and Smokey. I think someone was burning leaf piles? either way, my workout was horrible and I missed my goal paces by a long shot. I left the track feeling defeated, really tired and my lungs and sinus felt off.
By the time I tucked the kids in bed, my throat was scratchy, my head was hurting and I developed a cough. I started taking Zicam and vitamin C and coughed all night.Ughhhhhhhhh!
Thursday I wasn't feeling HORRIBLE but I wasn't feeling good either, my voice was fading. I coughed all night Thursday night. Friday I wanted to see if I was able to run without coughing. I took some Dayquil and 30 minutes later I did an easy 4 mile run around the neighborhood adding in some 30sec-1 minute pickups the last mile (6 min pace). I felt ok running. That afternoon I picked up my race packet for both the Kiawah half marathon and the Reindeer Run. I had no idea how the race would go. I would toe the line on race day. If I felt up to it I would race but if not, I'd just be running with 4,000 of my closest friends.....
Race morning arrives and I roll out of bed semi ready to race. I was hopeful I would feel awesome and it would be a good race. I didn't feel awesome but I didn't feel bad either. I take cold medicines just to be on the safe side (this choice will later backfire)
Just like last year, I find an easy place to park and get to use Marions as a bag drop off and avoid the portopotties. I get in a 2 mile solo warm up, talk to Kendal, who was dressed up like the Grinch(dyed green beard and all) and Rob the weather man. Kendal was aiming to win the costume contest again like he has the previous 4 years.
I find the super speedy ladies and line up right behind them. This is another race that brings out the fastest runners in the state. I would be lucky to place in my AG. I feel my stomach tie in knots. I tell myself I would reassess after mile 1 and see how I felt.

Gun goes off and just like last race, I see Tony! I was really happy he had showed up. I pace after  him the first mile. I'm not really paying attention to anyone else around me. I see mile 1 in 6:15
I don't feel horrible, but I don't feel good. A half mile later I still have Tony within striking distance. My mouth is parched, my stomach is churning, I see the 2 mile marker sign then check my fitbit. It was only 1.52 miles in. I started gagging right after I see the 2 mile marker. UGH. I was secretly hoping the course would be short. I was losing steam and I was feeling a bit drunk from the cold meds.

I see mile 2 at 6:27. And I'm trying to do mental math.Tony is still in my sights and I'm running with a group of girls. One of them is Allison, from the onshore group but I didn't know it until after the race. (I unknowingly pushed her to a 5k PR btw!)
I've got 5  thoughts running through my head. 1) catch tony 2) don't puke 3) don't let the girls pass me 4)how fast do I have to run this last mile in order to be faster than last year?? 5) where's the finish??
  Just like last race, I feel my wheels falling off. I was on the struggle bus in the worst way. I'm still gaggy,I get passed by the girls I was running with. Tony was getting further ahead of me. And then I see an Angel right before the 3rd mile. I see Mrs Rock Star Kerry and she is cheering her lungs out for me. She is screaming at me to catch the ladies and get Tony. I put my sights on Tonys shoes and I muster a sprint to the line (5:50 pace).
 I cross the line at 19:47 a full 9 seconds SLOWER than last year. I feel defeated. I'm literally gagging while I'm trying to catch my breath..... and then Allison comes over and thanks me for pushing her to a PR. That totally changed my mood and made my heart smile!!!!! If I couldn't have a good race, the next best thing is helping someone else have a great race.
We get in a 2 mile cool down around the battery and enjoy nice conversation. we grab donuts and coffee, check our results and wait around for awards, which take FOREVER. Allison did help me find a match to my sticker so I ended up winning smart wool socks and
sheended up placing first in her AG and was 6th female overall. She missed the top 5 by 10 seconds.
I placed first in my AG and 9th over all female (I was in 5th place for most the race!)
Last year there was a huge dispute and outrage over the awards. Last year, only the top 5 finishers received cash awards. They didn't do top 5 male and female finishers or even masters and grand masters. They have always done cash awards for top 5 male and female, and for top male and female masters and grandmasters AND given out AG awards. Last year, just top 5 overall. But everyone got a finishers medal, which was something they've never done.Thankfully the race organizers changed that and it was back to how it was, and still had finishers medals for everyone.
Kendal ended up winning the costume contest again and our awards for 1rst in AG were medals.
I liked the plaque I won the first year I ran this race better, but I still love the medals, they make great running tree ornaments!



And yes, I snagged some donuts for the kiddos on the way back to my car.....

Sunday I woke up and had planned 12 miles but I stopped at 7. I  wasn't feeling 100%
I got a deep tissue sports massage that afternoon. OMG it hurt. But she added stretching to the massage so that made it bearable.

It is now Wednesday and I am finally feeling better. I have Kiawah half marathon in less than 3 days. I'm nervous about it, but will view this race like I did the last half- not setting expectations other than to be faster than 134:58. This just hasn't been the greatest year in regards to running and racing so my hopes of 1:33 or under (that I know my training at the first part of the year reflected) is probably not going to happen. As long as I can keep chipping away time from the clock, even if its slower than what I want, I'll be happy. Forward movement is always progress!!!
ANYWAYS, if your still reading this novel, bless your little heart!!!!
Hope all had a happy thanksgiving!!!
Did you turkey trot this year??

I’m linking up with Holly at Hohoruns and Tricia at MississippiPiddlin‘ for their weekly wrap link. Come join the fun!