4K's Run 42Ks

Well, maybe 3K's and 1 big dork. (What AM I doing in this pic?!?) I'm so proud of you guys! And I am having post-marathon depression. :( Now what do I look forward to? Had mucho fun e-training with you, and SO much fun running with you last Sunday. Hope you're all recovering well. Nike Women's Half in SF 2010? (The schwag includes a Tiffany necklace!) Or the Covered Bridges Half in VT? New York's is pretty great too. http://www.halfmarathons.net/index.html XOXOXOXO

Halls in the Park!

I went out, somewhat reluctantly, for a run last night. Was supposed to go with Jen and/or Kraig but they both bailed and my leg was kinda hurting... so I dragged myself into the park, turned on some Neko and tried to keep moving.... switched to JT but even that didn't help.... was feeling pretty poopy when, all of a sudden, who comes running along the bridal path?!? Ryan and Sara Hall!! (Ryan won the men's marathon olympic trials in said park last year and I got to see him doing it - one of the most extraordinary, inspiring, goose-bump moments ever.) They were going at a pretty good clip and they looked so fresh and happy! Totally pulled me out of my slump. Had to tell somebody. Facebook peeps wouldn't really get it, but thought you guys would. You know you're a runner when your celebrity sightings are the people in Runner's World. :)

Got to get you into my life.

The following is a very real, in-depth and sometimes disturbing view into the mind of Karley while running 20 miles. Read with caution, as your opinion of her might change.

Pre-Run Bus Ride: Dread. Complete and utter dread. Hey genius, way to wait until the hottest possible time of day to run 20 miles. Hey beauty queen, what is going on with your hair? People are staring. Act cool. Be cool.

Pre-Run Walk/Warm-up: Ok, already hot as a pancake. I'm going to run twenty miles, I have no choice. Do I have a choice? Feels like I should have a choice but that I definitely do not have one. Inquire about choice later. Start up iPod and Nike+, put obnoxiously hot pink hat on head. Good, all my girls are here. Let's do this.

Mile 2: Feeling good. Feeling positive. This world is my bitch. See all you walking happy people, I am running and I like it. Here! I'll flash you a smile. Woah, slow down speed racer, these people having a joyous Sunday stroll along the water, they don't want to see a show.

Mile 4: Gosh, The Sun you are a prick.

Mile 4.25: Long-legged, beautiful, SPRINTING Nike billboard just passed me. Be cool. Why must rich beautiful people run marathons? Rich people make everything look easier. I wouldn't be as hot and sweaty right now if I were rich. Yeah, there is toothpaste dribble on my shirt.

Mile 6: What would happen if I ran full-speed into that pole?

Mile 8: Should have ran full-speed into that pole.

Mile 10: Woopdeefreakingdoo. Halfway. No, your eyes deceive you, in fact I am not the first competitive-running hobo.

Mile 12: You're more than 1/4 of the way done gurl! Feeling as high as a kite. That smoked meat smell ought to last me right through to the end, and I have to say I don't mind if it does.

Mile 15: Ok. The only way I'm running any further is for the explicit goal of finding gun to shoot myself in the foot with.

Mile 17: What high-carb to protein ratio candy was I snacking on when I decided it would be a good idea to put Sting on my running mix?

Mile 17.5: Dearest Giants Dugout Apparel Store Employee, you've smoked 5 cigarettes during the two hours I've known you. Let's run away together and be smokers, full-time. Scratch that, let's WALK away together.

Mile: 19.43: Jay-Z and Alicia Keys you are the heroes of my life. You make me want to be a better person and learn about life and stuff. You make me want to run exactly 0.57 miles and like it.

Mile 20: Hands in the air. Waving around like I just don't care. Because I don't.

Karley would like to thank the extremely helpful gentleman who convinced her - not to board that cruise ship, because it was full of old people. She would also like to thank the burrito she ate Friday night for it's seriously "super" inspiration.

5K's?!!?!

I submit for your consideration: King Kraig. This man can devour an entire pot of mole poblano in less than an hour. He also, apparently, can run 12 miles in well under 2 hours, without a single gu. !!!! If only this fitness epiphany happened six months ago! Although, it seems he may have finished well ahead of the other 4K's. Amazeballs. Go bro!!

Happy Birthday Charlie Brown!!!

Yes, I know. Your birthday was Monday. And we suck as sisters who blog. But look! How SVELTE!! Running does a body good! :) You're my disciplined hero - running programs, blogging birthdays... Have faith in yourself and all your progress, you are going to kick some Chicago Marathon A*#!!!! Love you!