And I’m off…

I’m up in beautiful Sedona, AZ today, running  a half marathon. What’s unique about this particular 13.1 miles–HILLS.


Although Sedona has fantastic views, beautiful red rock….it also has massive hills.

But that’s the challenge, right?

I ran this course last year in just over two hours. I’m hoping for just under two hours this time…

I might need a little help from the road runner, huh?  *grin*


Have  a great weekend, everyone!


Running the Race

Charlie, me, and Dad at the start

As I mentioned in yesterday’s post, I showed up in Sedona on Friday night and surprised my dad by announcing I was running the half marathon the next day.

I’ll never forget that memory as long as I live. The look of utter surprise was priceless.

Dad, me, and Charlie at mile 1.5

Dad’s been running marathons since the early 80s.  I, as a kid, would color little signs and post them in our car window as we travelled around to his races.

No wonder I have the exercise bug, huh?


Anyway, I heard this might be his last, or one of his last marathons, so I wanted to surprise him by running part of it with him.

Me around mile 8

So, I trained for my second ever half marathon.


Now, after my first, I pretty much swore them off because–well–they hurt!

But, I just had to go do this one. My dad and beautiful Sedona were worth it.

Me and Charlie at the finish

And yeah. This one hurt too. But I’d never be sorry for the fun memory I got to make with my hubby and my dad–two of the most important men in my life.

So, Dad, thank you. You’ve taught me what it means to set a goal and work hard for it. I’ve been able to apply that to all areas of my life, not just exercise.

And Charlie, my sweet hubby who ran most of the race with me on Saturday, thank you for your constant and unconditional support.

Me and Dad at the finish of his race

Musical Monday

Okay, you might be wondering why I picked this song, Runner, by Manfred Mann . . . .




I have a reason–I promise.

Besides it being a great song, I thought it fitting since I ran a half marathon this past weekend while my dad ran a full marathon!

Yep, 64 years old, and my dad is still running marathons.

So, I had to pick this song.

I showed up on my dad’s doorstep the night before race day and surprised him by announcing I would run the half marathon while he ran the full.

I’d heard it might be his last one, so I had to go up there and celebrate this milestone with him. I mean, he’s been running marathons since the early 80s.

I’ll talk more about race day with my dad in tomorrow’s post, but let this song be a little warm up.

Tune in tomorrow for the details. It was such a great weekend!

Happy Monday, everyone!