I can’t lie. I’m guilty of doing this. Looking at others and then feeling like shit! I have to remember where I came from and how far I’ve come! It’s been a rough couple days where I felt physically and emotionally exhausted! But guess what? Tomorrow is a new day and all I can do is work 10x’s harder than I have been! #illgetthere #dontbesorrybebetter
UTMB race report part 5
Into the darkness I headed. It would be 11 miles until I saw Lauren again. La Giete is a very steep climb. Leg burning and head down grinding you eventually hit a small downhill section. It's a flowing river and in the dark you have to precariously balance on slippery loose rocks while following the river downhill. Not simply a river crossing but the river is the trail. And when you finish this you're headed straight back uphill. Over a 1000 feet of vert per mile and I was definitely feeling the fatigue. At the top we started a technical, tree covered single track. After descending for awhile we came across a stone cabin. This was some kind of unofficial checkpoint. They had space blankets and water. Several people were stretched out on the muddy wet floor, wrapped in foil and seemingly dead. I stayed only long enough to eat a granola bar and headed back down the hill to Trient. More steep technical downhill. My quads were screaming, “no more fucking downhill.” But I knew I had another 10,000 feet of descent. I rolled into Trient so very sleepy. I couldn't find Lauren and so I sat down and started to eat. She appeared a few minutes later. More bus issues. I just wanted to sleep. I was hallucinating out there in the darkness and my quads continued to fail. And that's when Lauren brought out a giant can of Red Bull. I drank the entire can. I was reborn. Kisses, hugs and I was off. One mountain and 6 miles later until we'd meet again. The climb up Les Tseppes is one of the steepest. I believe one of the miles we gain 1520 feet of vert. My climbing legs were still quite strong and I managed to pass around 15 people going uphill. The hallucinations were very intense now. I was seeing artwork on every rock. It was quite pleasant and distracting. On the downhill I crossed back into France. The trail was muddy grassy switchbacks. I was able to push past the pain a bit on the downhill and find some speed. As I came around a sharp turn, 8 goats huddled against the hillside. We all scared each other. Into Vallorcine I snaked throughout the city and eventually I found myself seated across from Lauren at the aid station.
Oh boy I have to check on this every day, I do apologize for so many things that I do t need to, it’s hard but it’s great learning along the way #stopsayingsorry #dontbesorrybebetter
This is what my younger(but bigger) sister forces me to do with her before I actually go to the gym or practice. 😬
So next time I’m playing on gym machines, don’t judge me. I’ve most likely already died that day with her “at home” warmups 🙃🙃😚 #SisterSister #LegsAreMyFav #Gym #DontBeSorryBeBetter
UTMB race report part 4
I hid behind a tree and put on my jacket and gloves. At Arnouvaz, I was about 60 miles and 20,000 feet of climbing into the race. The next climb, Col Ferret is the highest point on the course (8,169’). It's 9 miles until the next aid station. I entered the Arnouvaz tent and saw Aaron getting his gear in order. He warned me that the weather was supposed to be -5C, high winds and possible rain on the mountain. Time to readjust my strategy. You have to be flexible and dynamic while running mountains. I threw on my long sleeve layer, beanie and my warmest gloves. Last year during this climb it was snowing so hard I couldn't see and at one point I sat down and wanted to die. This year would be different I told myself. At the base of the climb I came across a fellow American. He had moved to Chamonix from New Hampshire to open a trail running vacation company. We chatted while climbing and the next thing I knew we were standing on the summit. I love how a good conversation will make time fly. It was cold and windy with a little icy rain. The summit was the Italian/Swiss border. Into Switzerland I ran, the downhill backside of the mountain was even colder. The trail was a nice single track and it was very runnable. Not too steep. I refueled at La Fouly aid station and continued on. Although my legs were feeling heavy and lifeless, I kept them moving and jogged through the picturesque Swiss countryside. Beautiful Chateaus everywhere surrounded by gardens and flowers. At the base of the valley we had a short steep climb to Champex-Lac. It was starting to get dark and my second sunset came and went. Lauren was waiting for me at Champex-Lac. I spent some time here getting myself back together. I had about a quarter of the race to go, but I knew I had three hard climbs. I changed my socks and tried to take care of some minor blister issues. I ate a bowl of pasta and more baguettes. I was feeling terrible and knew I had a long way to go. I whined to Lauren that my downhill legs were gone. Downhill running was extremely painful and difficult. Lauren smiled, said, “don't be a pussy" and kicked me out of the aid station. To be continued..
UTMB race report part 3
Starting to focus on seeing Lauren at mile 50. Just need to climb Arete du Mont Favrend and I'd be watching the sunrise as I dropped down into Courmayeur. This is my favorite section of course. It's rolling downhill single track and you are completely surrounded by the Alps. They tower into the sky, their sharp spires cutting the clouds and glacier fields slowly melting. Waterfalls pour from cracks in the sides of the mountains and filter down into roaring streams. The sunrise is beautiful and paints the sky in between the clouds. The cold weather was supposed to last until Saturday afternoon, but it was starting to look like a really nice day. I kept my fingers crossed. When we hit the Col Checrouit aid station I only had 2 miles until Courmayeur. Unfortunately, so starts my least favorite section of the course. These 2 miles descended 2300 feet on a technical switchback section that completely wastes your quads. I took it slow and was able to make it without falling. Happily I met Lauren, it had been a long intense night and I needed to spend a little time recharging. I ate a bowl of pasta and switched into day mode running. The weather was nice enough that I only wore a t-shirt and shorts. With some kisses and hugs she sent me on my way. I would see her next in Switzerland. I was nervous and anxious. Last year, this 25 mile section of the course was when I hit my lowest low. I charged my watch as I made my way through the city. There was a giant television screen playing race news and I saw that Kilian had dropped out. Craziness. After a couple miles the trail started again and so did the climb. Steep switchbacks to Refuge Bertone aid station. My legs were definitely starting to feel the burn from constant up and down. The next 7 miles were rolling single track before a brief downhill to Arnouvaz. It was starting to get really cold and windy again. Dark angry clouds were filling the valley, choking out the surrounding Alps. Mountain weather at its it's best, it was supposed to be nice and instead an afternoon storm. I tried to make it to the aid station but was just too cold. To be continued...
UTMB 2018 race report part 2
The Saint Gervais aid station distracted me as hundreds of people lined the streets to cheer us on. It's a unique experience having everyone cheering you on during an ultramarathon. They don't care if you're first or last. I ate some baguettes, drank some coke and replenished my water. The next aid station, Les Contamines, I would see Lauren and that motivated me. The rain and mud continued. My shoes heavy. When I arrived at Les Contamines I scanned the “assistance" tent for Lauren without success. Where was she? Slightly panicked I went back to the aid station tent and started eating baguettes and drinking coke. I searched again unsuccessfully. As I was about to head out, I saw her sprinting towards me, her bus trip had taken her an extra two hours. Hugs, kisses, red bull, carbopro and I was on my way. I wouldn't see her again until mile 50 and I hoped she was able to go back to the apartment and sleep. Leaving the aid station we had a couple mile flat section before the big climb to Col du Bonhomme. It was steep, rocky, technical, wet and cold. But the rain had stopped. I had to put on my gloves for the cold. It's a long climb, but you're rewarded with a really great downhill single track. It's steep and technical but has some good flow and at the bottom you're rewarded with the Les Chapieux aid station. 31 miles and 10,000 feet done.
At Les Chapieux there was a mandatory gear check. They made sure I had my phone, rain jacket and emergency blanket. I ran into @irunovermountains
who I met last year at TNF 50 in San Francisco. He lives in Ireland! What a small world.
The next mountain was Col de la Seigne. At the top I would cross into Italy. Another big climb with more switchbacks. At mile 35, I finally succumb to using my pussy sticks. They made life a lot easier and I wished I had brought them out earlier. Normally after summiting you briefly drop down and then climb Col des Pyramides. Due to the cold weather, they cut out Col des Pyramides. And so we dropped down to Lac Combal aid station. It was cold and dark so I tried to keep moving. To be continued...
I’ll never forget Chef, forcing me to over cook her steaks and throwing everything I prepped on the ground. Worst side hustle experience. The second she found out I was helping with her new menu role out. It was game over for me. Prime example of chefs holding chefs down for being good.
More often than not I do not receive respect for what I know.
Not taking my word for anything.
Yet I’m about to jump and jump alone.
Ready for the big leagues, just hope there ready for me.
I don't work in an office, I don't have a refrigerator or microwave easily available.. I know 1st hand just how easy it is to say #EffIt
& use those as excuses to eat outside my meal plan.. The goal I've come up with for #MealPrep
is finding recipes & food that can be eaten cold & still taste good.
Chicken thighs tend to stay juicier than breasts, sure lower in protein, so a yogurt avacado aioli to up the protein & add that healthy fats. carbs from whole wheat pita & some yellow, orange, red, & jalepeno peppers (but yeah, everything has carbs) & that simple, a gyro inspired #Sammie
Yeah the food can get tedious & you're going to crave things you would never even think of eating on your normal.. Like why the hell does that week old cinnamon roll in that vending machine look deliscious AF rn!.. lol
but honestly weight loss/body transformation starts in the kitchen.
#DontBeSorryBeBetter #Adapt #NoExcuses #BoyCanCook #EatingChickenForDays
You're 64 miles into UTMB and you see a photographer...better do a dramatic jump for joy. --------------
UTMB 2018 race report part 1
This is my second time running UTMB. I finished last year during one of the worst storms in its history. Rain nonstop for 2 days and snow every time you climbed above 6,000’ feet. This lead to mud, mud and more mud. Not ideal conditions for a race involving steep climbs and steeper descents. Regardless, the experience left me hungry for more and I reapplied for 2018 and won the lottery. I really wanted to see the mountains better. In 2017, I was quite literally in a cloud most of the race and saw very little of the Alps.
The weather was looking much better for UTMB this year. Upon arriving in Chamonix the skies were blue and the Alps were visible.
Around 1pm I laid down for my last nap before the race started at 6pm. As my head hit the pillow an alarm went off on my phone. It was UTMB letting us know that a cold front had moved in and we would have to carry the cold weather kit as well. Side note, in 2018 UTMB instituted a new rule with hot and cold weather kits. The cold weather kit included a 3rd layer (jacket or fleece), sunglasses and no minimalist shoes. I got up and went to figure out how I was going to fit more gear in my already full bag. I glanced out the window and realized it was raining. Flashbacks to last year made my anxiety climb.
It was raining with forecasted extremely cold weather until Saturday afternoon. Ten minutes before the start they altered the course for the weather and to go around a rock slide that killed a hiker the day before.
The start line was intense. Thousands of runners packed into the Chamonix town square. @runcoachkrun
and I pushed ourselves as close to the start as we could get. Completely surrounded by runners from all over the world. The music and announcer really brought out the emotions.
I started in my rain jacket and was quickly overheated. The first climb took us up a ski slope into a rain cloud. I watched my first sunset at the top before dropping down a slippery muddy single track. Dread entered my brain. Another muddy year was not what I wanted.To be continued
Every time I come back to school I feel like I do go ghost from posting all the time when I’m home to hardly being on social media, talking to friends/family from home, and really just jumping right back into things at school. I’m working almost full time, I’m a full time student athlete it’s all a part of growing up but things get hard, perfection is hard, life’s hard, but I’m pushing right on through with God, family, and close friends to fall back on. I’m doing good but I’m gonna do better ⚖️#dontbesorrybebetter
Do I look exhausted? Running for 40 hours through the French, Italian and Swiss Alps will do that to you. For the second year in a row, I completed UTMB. That is the longest time I have ever consecutively run without sleep. The suffering and sacrifice to finish can not be understated. I was successful mainly because @lavariaslauren
took excellent care of me and reminded multiple times to not be a pussy. I am working on a race report but here is a small summary of what the race is about.
The Ultra Trail du Mont Blanc is a 106 mile mountain running race. It boosts over 34,000+ feet of vertical climbing and 34,000+ feet of descent. It starts in Chamonix, France, in the Alps, at the base of Mont Blanc and goes into Italy, then Switzerland before returning to Chamonix. You must carry a lot of mandatory gear. This includes a cell phone, rain jacket, long sleeved warm shirt, beanie, buff, whistle, 2 headlamps with extra batteries, a cup, 1L of water, food, pants, rain pants, warm gloves, waterproof gloves, emergency blanket, and a elastic bandage. You must qualify to apply by completing 3 hard mountain races. Then you have to win a lottery to be able to race. I have been extra lucky to win the lottery 2 years in a row. Smile or you're doing it wrong.
#ultramarathon #ultrarunning #trailrunning #trailrunner #mountainrunning #runnersofthewild #run #runner #veggiepower #nomeatathlete #dontbesorrybebetter #carbopro #hokaoneone #beyourownchampion #rei1440project #runitfast #utmb #100miler #race #fenix5x #dbap #nakedrunner #utmb #behumblesitdown #smileoryouredoingitwrong
My third day of my backpacking trip started off great. I woke up early and started hiking up past Grinnell lake. It was a steep off trail trek that turned into a mile long snow and talus field. The talus climbed up to an unnamed pass, that I planned on going up and over. As I slowly crossed the talus, my foot stepped on a basketball sized rock, that became loose and rolled back onto my foot. I fell forward, supporting my weight with my hiking poles and SNAP my pole broke. My head went straight into a large sharp rock. Immediately, blood started covering the ground. Well shit. Switching into paramedic mode, I applied pressure until the bleeding stopped, assessed the damage and started rethinking my day. I got to the top of the pass and decided that I would still summit Red and White Mountain (12,816'). Starting with a class 3 climb from the pass, it flattened out to class 2 in the middle and ended with a long steep class 3 scramble to the top. The view was incredible, the air thin and the thunder clouds were approaching in the distance. After descending the peak I had to figure out how to get down the other side of the pass. The hard rain the day before had caused a mud slide and I had to navigate snow, ice, mud and loose rocks on a very steep decent. I did not enjoy this section at all. I continued off trail towards Tully Lake. More talus, more scree, more struggle bus. My head kept bleeding when I exerted myself. I finally got to a trail and figured I had 15 miles back to civilization. It was 2pm and I decided to hike out a day early to deal with my head issue. And so the grind began. Smile or you're doing it wrong. .
#ultramarathon #ultrarunning #trailrunning #trailrunner #mountainrunning #run #runner #veggiepower #nomeatathlete #dontbesorrybebetter #hokaoneone #garmin #fenix5x #beyourownchampion #summit #mountain #peakbagger #rei1440project #runobsessed #activerecovery #runitfast #highsierras #backpacking #hiking #smileoryouredoingitwrong #johnmuir #johnmuirwilderness #redandwhitemountain #highsierraroute
After a long weekend of work I've had a well deserved morning of gaming. Finally started God of War! Perhaps playing the game for the first time on Hard mode with no HUD wasn't the greatest idea 💀💀💀. Gotta give a big thank you to @emily_nem
for hooking a brotha up 🤓
Hay smoked citrus cured seaweed dusted kingfish on gentlemen's sauce, pickled lemon skins, split lemon dressing, lemon gel with smoked caviar, oxalis and organic bitter leaves from work at Dinner by Heston Blumenthal. #Beautiful #Dontbesorrybebetter #Hestonblumenthal
Badwater 1, Glaze 0. It hurts to fail. The disappointment suffocates me. All that training, hundreds of hours, time away from my family, early mornings, late nights, little sleep, the sacrifices, the money, the pain, the suffering, the grind. And yet failure is always part of the process. I am not scared to fail. I know I will fail many more times in my life. We fall down and force ourselves to get back up. Badwater was one of the hardest things I've ever attempted and it stripped me down to my core. I found a limit I didn't know existed. Now I will spend the next year figuring out how to push through that limit. Dissecting what went wrong and how to fix it. Smile or you're doing it wrong. .
#ultramarathon #ultrarunning #trailrunning #trailrunner #mountainrunning #run #runner #race #veggiepower #nomeatathlete #dontbesorrybebetter #hokaoneone #beyourownchampion #stravarun #runitfast #UTMB #badwater #badwaterSS #badwater135 #nakedrunner #badwaterCF #badwaterultracup #runitfast #smileoryouredoingitwrong #seeyouindeathvalley #AC100
I went to the Loyola Beach today with the pups and our neighbors. Not one foot from me, I spotted a brown thing. I wish it were poop, but instead it was a rusty can opener. People are horrible. Don’t be an asshole- be better. Litterbugs are destined for hell. Lots of hate here, folks. #litterbugssuck #loyolabeach #rogerspark #dontbesorrybebetter #gotohell
Why the new God of War ? For someone who doesn't like historical or extremely futuristic games, it was a quite a bit of a conundrum but after all the 3.1 million sales in first 3 days, critical acclaim , rave reviews , the take on Norse Mythology and an article by a self-proclaimed feminist describing "how the game is stenched with ..."well whatever men-hating expressions they use, and after finally selling 3 older games, I decided I had to go for it and for now all I can say is it's a stunnung piece of art...a beautiful Norse setting with all kinds of trolls, ogres, elves, white-walker type creatures and most importantly the adventures of the father-son duo all contribute to a very emotional experience ...right in the league of UC4, HZD and Last of Us....Another Sony-Exclusive Masterpiece... So 10 Reasons to buy the game :
10.Just go buy the game 😄
#Dontbesorrybebetter #GodofWar #Kratos #Atreus #norsemythos #SantaMonicastudios
I don’t mind hard work and I’ve always been a hustler!! I had my first job as a paper girl when I was 8 years old. Yep, back in the day when your morning paper was delivered by a kiddo on a bicycle who woke up at 5am to fold those papers and rubber band them. On rainy days we had to bag those papers too!
I still work hard. Some people tell me they think what I do is easy. Well, it’s hard work!
But, it’s the best dang work I’ve ever done. It has made me a better person. It has made me a stronger person. Almost as strong as being a paper girl, falling off my bicycle when dogs chased me, losing all my perfectly folded papers and having to go back to the garage to fold more and explain why I lost them to Marlene (Newspaper Garage BOSS.) Part-time coaching is more than just helping people with nutrition and fitness.
It’s about learning to love ourselves and each other.
You don’t have to be a fitness ‘guru’ or wait for the ‘perfect time’ to start to be successful in this biz!
All it takes is making a decision to work hard, commit and show up for yourself.
We begin a new online mentorship academy next week. Are you ready? Message me so I can save your spot.
#commit #workhard #hardworkpaysoff #dontbesorrybebetter #newspaperlife #thisisyourlife #youareenough #youreincontrol #livewithpurpose #believeinyourself