Race Lessons Learned

It was a giant pain in the butt to take my phone out of my arm band each time I wanted to take a photo so I really need to have a different plan for the half marathon. I would have taken so many more photos through the race if it was more convenient.

Dry mouth is serious business when you are running. My mouth was SO dry within the first mile of the 5k and I was dying for something to drink. I will always have hard candy to suck on during my races from now on to help with this problem. I also love the sport beans, but I brought jolly ranchers with me during my last run and it worked perfectly!

Have extra safety pins when you are traveling for a race in case you lose the ones that came with your race bib!

Set out your race gear the night before (ALL OF IT!) so you are not frantically looking for things at 4am (or earlier).

Banana settles well with Cruella (click here for more on Cruella) before a race.

Always have a throw-away jacket or sweatshirt before a race (even if you live in Florida)!

Do not solely rely on Pandora for your music – it may not catch the signal and then you are out of luck. Always have backup music.

What are your lessons learned with running?



Motivation is tricky for me lately. Mentally, I am motivated to accomplish so much. Physically, I am exhausted. Emotionally, I am exhausted. I have huge hopes for the day, and then the exhaustion sets in and nothing outside of the normal daily requirements gets done.

I have not run in over a week. I need to get back out and run tomorrow. I NEED to do this. I am NOT prepared for the half marathon and it scares the pants off me. Obviously not badly enough or I would have crawled out of bed and run this morning. Enough beating myself up, but I need to get my act together. I should really be at a 9 mile distance by now. I haven’t gone over 4.

The holidays have been hard for me. I have been grazing and not putting protein first. After having bariatric surgery it is very important that protein is the main focus of EVERY meal. Over the last couple of weeks I have fallen back into old habits and eating out of convenience, emotion, and preference. See, when given the choice I will almost ALWAYS choose a carbohydrate option over a protein. That is the way it has always been. I do not want this surgery to beat me, I need to continue on the path of good health so I must choose protein first. No more excuses.

Mr. Lucky bought me a Fitbit Flex for christmas so we are getting to know each other. Previously, I had a Jawbone UP which I lost (I suspect in the midst of wrestling lucky charm after an epic tantrum in the mall food court). I am making a huge effort to log my food in my fitness pal, and get my minimum intake of 64 ounces of water (I haven’t even been coming close to this!).

Now, I must get motivated to tear down all of the Christmas decorations, donate old toys to charity, and get myself on the road early EVERY morning to run!

The Word Skinny

I don’t like the word “skinny”. Several people have resorted to calling me this lately and it bothers me. I am still FAR from skinny, in fact, I am still OBESE. I.am.NOT.skinny! I am thinner than I was, yes, but I am not skinny. I am 220 pounds. Let’s talk about this word.



adjective: skinny; comparative adjective: skinnier; superlative adjective: skinniest

1. (of a person or part of their body) very thin.


thin, scrawny, scraggy, bony, angular, rawboned, hollow-cheeked, gaunt, as thin as a rake, skin-and-bones, sticklike, emaciated, waiflike, skeletal, pinched, undernourished, underfed;

What I am not: thin, scrawny, scraggy, bony, angular, rawboned, hollow cheeked, gaunt, as thin as a rake, skin-and-bones, sticklike, emaciated, waiflike (not even sure where this word came from, but pretty sure I am not it!), skeletal, pinched! HAHA, undernourished OR underfed – therefore – I AM NOT SKINNY! Okay?

According to the app My Weight – I am Obese Class 1 – I have a BMI of 33.6 and a target BMI of 22.8 if I reach 150 pounds as my physician has recommended.

I know that people mean it as a compliment – but be real people. I was severely overwieght before, and I am still overweight. I have made huge progress and I will admit that. But please don’t call me skinny unless you are trying to get under my skin. I can handle compliments that a certain body part looks small – but skinny overall – nope. No thanks.

I have always had trouble accepting compliments. Some members of my family had a way of backhanded compliments, or just plain insults when it came to weight so it has always been a sensitive subject.

Photo is from the Turkey Trot 5K that I ran on Thanksgiving morning with my dearest LMM!

Catching Up

There are so many things I want to touch on in this entry because so much has been going on, but I will do a quick recap before I discuss with you something that has been bothering me lately.

1. Lymphoma business is over for now – I will go back to get all of my levels/scans re-checked in 6 months to ensure that things are stable. As of now, my spleen is back to normal size and the enlarged lymph nodes in my abdomen are no longer there.

2. I hosted my first charity event with LMM this past weekend and it was such an amazing feeling. We hosted a grandstand for Alex’s Lemonade Stand Foundation for Childhood Cancer. We pulled off this amazing event in just three weeks, and while the turn out was not what we expected, it was successful no less. The children and families that attended had a GREAT time, and we learned A LOT about planning charity events for the public.

3. My weight dropped a few more pounds here and there, but has been holding pretty steady for a while. I am hoping to kick up the protein and water intake and really get the scale moving here soon. I am still shrinking in inches because my size is really at a 16/18 with most 18’s too large. I am in an XL shirt – once in a while a Large will work if it is unisex sizing.

4. I ran my first 5k! LMM and I ran a Thanksgiving Day Turkey Trot and had an amazing time. We woke up to a freezing 36 degrees that morning and had prepared to be cold, but never envisioned it to be THAT cold. We had a great run, and ran mostly intervals because LMM hadn’t trained much so this pace/style was best for her. The cold weather really hurt my lungs. I felt like I had a 100 pound brick on my chest for a couple hours after the race. I have been training in 70-80 degree weather in Florida – not 36 degree weather!


Latest in the Lymphoma Saga

I followed up with my oncologist today to get the results of my recent bone marrow biopsy. It appears that all of the bloodwork taken and biopsy results do not provide a definitive diagnosis; so further testing is needed. I will have a CT scan on Friday and then move to a biopsy of the lymph nodes in my stomach (spleen/liver area) if they are still presently enlarged.

Until then, I am going to keep on running.

Drilling Deep

My bone marrow biopsy was today. They drilled deep into the marrow of my pelvic bone to retrieve bone marrow fluid and solid matter. I was asleep through it (thank you propofol!) and I woke up in some discomfort. Compared to gastric bypass and my back surgery, this was a cinch!

I will get the results in a couple of weeks.

Some other things have been drilling deep into my heart lately. Things like: What Legacy do I want to leave when I leave this earth? I want to make a difference in the world. I always have. I want to do big things with my life and serve others. I am on the board of directors of an adoption company and lately I have been pouring ALL of my extra time into building this company up before our annual event this fall. Recently, a boy named Davion Only was making headlines across the nation. He is from my area, and went to church to ask for an adoptive family. ANY adoptive family. His words “I’ll take anyone, Old or young, dad or mom, black, white, purple. I don’t care. And I would be really appreciative. The best I could be.”

Before all of this Lymphoma business, Mr. Lucky and I were registered for foster care licensing classes. We had to put them on hold pending all of these results.

My heart tells me that this is what we need to do. The legacy I hope to leave will be left in the difference I have made in a child’s life. I don’t want that to just be one child. Even if a child is with us for a short time, I know they will leave knowing what love feels like, and what a family is.

What legacy do you want to leave? What things are drilling deep into your heart lately?