"Do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit, Who is in you, Whom you have received from God? ... So use every part of your body to give glory back to God..." 1 Corinthians 6:19-20

Thursday, August 21, 2014

My day in pics

My kids went to Cedar Point with the church yesterday morning. The bus broke down multiple times and the van broke down that was following it. This pushed the 11:30pm pick up to 2am.
7am did not come with much enthusiasm.

The owners left us a very sweet gift. So thoughtful. The owners went above and beyond. They were so kind.

We closed on our home yesterday morning after a 2 hour closing. I had so much I wanted to get done today. I knew I was going to really have to suck it up.
Mom was ready to roll! The house we purchased is only a mile from her and dad. Needless to say she is so excited. And we are too.
Almost 2 acres

My dear friend Terri has been sincerely offering her help for months. I took her up on it.
Between the three of us we lined all the kitchen cupboards and unpacked all my kitchen. It was great to have their help but it was also great to have their ideas and input.
My back yard and Sheba

So I am whooped and wimpy.

I am hitting the hay. Here are some pics of todays run.!

THIS IS MY LAST RUN BEFORE THE CRIM. Thank you for all the prayers.
Intervals. Great RUN

This is the rental, last Run here.


Wednesday, August 20, 2014

Moving Forward. I little peice of me.

A few days ago, Andy and I went for a run. Finishing our run we added a easy recovery walk around the block. To my right stood a two story rundown house. The house was white, with paint chipping, broken windows and no front door.
In the front yard, sat a young boy playing alone in the patchy grass. He had dark disheveled hair, he had olive skin and sadness around his eyes. He never looked up from his toy cars he was playing with them. Behind him, the doorway to the house showed a picture of his life.
It was  a mess.
There were dirty clothes and boxes covering the carpet. It was dark and the smell of mildew spewed from the old house. There layed broken furniture and junk two feet high on all sides with a tiny path to get from one side to the other.
As we slowly walked by, Andy looks at me and says "That poor boy doesn't stand a chance."
My heart was crushed. I felt so burdened for him. I wanted to run back to him, pick him up and tell him he was amazing.
Andy continued "You know who's house that is right?"
It took me a minute but Andy answered for me, "That is the house we hear all the swearing and fighting at."
There is a house behind us to the left. You can not see any grass. The house looks like it is going to fall down. The back yard must have 20 bikes in it along with garbage piled on all corners of the outside of house.
Usually later in the day you will hear terrible screaming. Cuss words that make you grab your ears or your children's. The old man slaps his wife around and I am pretty sure she is returning the jabs. He is usually pretty drunk. The cops have been there multiple times to break up the domestic fights.
Here in the dirt sat this dark haired dark eyed boy who hardly stood a chance.

I turned around and looked back at the old house. I remembered a couple old houses like that. I remembered living on Seneca St in Pontiac. Or the old blue house on Johnson street in Pontiac. They were never dirty but they were old. They smelled like stale liquor. The carpet was old and musty. I remember the cockroaches running across the kitchen counters. I remember my moms old boyfriend, God I hated him. Tom Lambert, Oh I wish I could not remember.

Looking back at that house I thanked God. I was that kid who didn't stand a chance.
 I sat as a child with dirty fingernails playing for hours alone in the back yard. My dark tousled  hair would cross over my face covering my dark eyes.
I didn't know any other life. On all corners, everyone lived the same. You woke up to empty beer cans covering the counters. The ashtrays all had cigarette butts and "roaches" in them. The ZigZag papers and left over seeds sat on the burnt coffee table on a dirty paper plate.
The memories flooded my mind.

I am 40 years old now. My heart has mended but sadness shows up in my memories.

I have had to fight very hard to overcome my past. I am so thankful God showed me grace and mercy. You have a choice. You can either seek God or try to do it on your own.
Like me looking at that little boy, Our Heavenly Father looked at me. He was always carrying me, in the good times and the bad. I had a choice I could either grasp His Love for me or Not. God placed instrumental people in my life to help guide me and protect me.
My Big Brother, Bobby
Little sister, Gina

Today, I close a new chapter in my life. We are closing on our house. It is a smaller home with a bigger yard. We are so very excited.
I have never had anything given to me. I have worked so hard to overcome my past and the generational dysfunction.
I have no immediate family left. My brother and sister live in Florida. I was reminded again this week about Gods provision.
I am so thankful for my small family. There is nothing my brother or sister wouldn't do for me. We grew up in a place we didn't stand a chance. We made it out by the Grace of God.
Over 20 years later, miles between us there is a bond that can not be broken. We do not talk about our past very often.
My sister has blocked most of it out and my brother suppresses it. "Bobby" can look at me and I can see it, our bond. I can see that big brother that tried to protect me. Even today, he would do anything for me.
Moving forward with Enthusiasm. Looking back with Gratitude. And Always remembering where I came from with humility.

Jeremiah 33:3
Call to Me and I will answer you, and I will tell you great and mighty things, which you do not know.

Sunday, August 17, 2014

Picking up Pace

"Good things come slow - especially in distance running."
-Bill Dellinger, Oregon coach

You often hear people say that life is like a marathon not a sprint.

My current training is a reminder that being patient is more important that being speedy.

I wanted to see if I was capable of running this Saturdays race, The Crim.  This race is a traditional race that I run every year.

Todays Training:
The Plan:
Distance: 10 miles
Target Pace: 9:30-10
Goal: 5 miles flat and slow, last 5 miles intervals, 5:1, picking the pace up.

Everything felt so good except my lungs. I always remind myself I can run through fatigue, pain is a different story. The key to running  through weariness is being your own number one fan;
  1. Remind yourself that being tired is not being broken.
  2. Learn how to run tired, it helps build mental strength
  3. The first couple miles are usually the toughest, challenge yourself to get through those then assess  how you feel.
Being quiet is not one of my more popular characteristics. I was short on words as Andy and I ran. My mind was churning, racing at a faster pace than my legs. I was hoping as my distance accumulated that my lungs would adjust, giving me more confidence in my goal. Mentally, I was struggling. It is so discouraging when you feel like weak sauce. I created mini goals to give me mini victories making me feel less discouraged. With my distance growing, I felt thankful I was being disciplined to go slow and steady.

A Little warmer out than we expected.

At mile 5, Andy and I picked up the pace by over a minute. We added walk breaks every 5 minutes. The idea behind this was to work on 5 miles of stamina, then 5 miles of  picking up the average pace,using intervals. Picking up the pace helped me with my pace and adding intervals keeps me out of the hurt locker.

Because I had taken the first 5 miles so much slower, it allowed me to have enough in the tank to finish strong.
Todays run felt t victorious, but more importantly it gave me more confidence for Saturdays run.

"Concentrate on small segments of your race at a time. For example, rather than obsessing about the distance that remains, simply complete the next mile in good form...try another, then another, until the race is done."
-Jerry Lynch


Wednesday, August 13, 2014

Training for Truth

"And let the peace of Christ rule in your hearts, to which indeed you were called in one body. And be thankful." Col 3:15

Tears streamed down my face unhidden. "God, thank you, thank you for healing me and letting me run 6 miles today."
 The track at the gym was desolate. I didn't need anything distracting me. Moving slow, one mile at a time, I remained patient. I prayed before I ran and I prayed during my run.
My run was such an emotional experience. I was hypersensitive with so many thoughts and feeling wanting to confuse me before I even started.
Running is such a head game. Part of training includes training your mind. It is deciphering what is a feeling and what is a fact. The same goes through with LIFE.

I had to remind myself TRUTH:
"Whoever trusts in his own mind is a fool, but he who walks in wisdom will be delivered."    Proverbs 28:26
  • I can run
  • I was made to run
  • I am healing, be smart.
  • It's not about pace or distance; it's about running.
I had to be aware of EMOTIONS:
"The heart is deceitful above all things, and desperately sick; who can understand it? "Jeremiah  17:9
  • Disappointment
  • Discouragement
  • Weakness
  • Fear
The TRUTH will Set You Free!

"But what comes out of the mouth proceeds from the heart, and this defiles a person. For out of the heart come evil thoughts..." Mat. 15:18-19
Being injured is like being hurt. You are full of emotions. We can control our emotions when we control our mind. But if we do not control our emotions they will speak to ourselves and others.

When I coach I train the kids Strong Mind.
As I ran, I exercised my mind, keeping it free from toxic thoughts. Thoughts that would prevent me from having a victorious run.

As the warm tears saturated my cheeks I felt my knees buckle. I wanted to drop to my knees in gratitude. Humbled by Gods love for me.

For those out there struggling. Keep your mind Strong. Keep your emotions under control. If you let your Emotions become Facts they will not only hurt you but you will hurt others with them as well. You will believe the feelings you let control you.

I have had those runs where I have allowed garbage in and I had garbage back out.

When I allow God to saturate my thoughts with his Truth and Promises I am secure in myself and my training. I go in His assurance leaving no room for insecurity to distract me.

Do you struggle with allowing your emotions to effect your training?
How does that effect your training?

Alec decided to go for a run today! 4 blocks! lol
I was riding a bike behind him. We were picking up my bike Austin left at the school yesterday. So thankful that Austin has left such a impression at the school. They brought the bike into the school to keep it for him. When he left it there, the workers actually got very concerned for him. They called the local police to try and locate Austin because he had mysteriously left and not taken his bike. It is the best feeling to have people tell you "your son is so polite, he is a really good kid."

Matt'sStory: Badwater


Ultra running is a sport in itself. When I trained last year for my ultra, Hungerford Games,  I welcomed advice from ultra runners. I had to retrain my thinking. The distance trumps the pace. Ultra running is about endurance. You add walk breaks, often walking up the hills, you train with nutrition and excessive water.

I gained a new respect for runners who train for races over 35 miles. I feel like a little kid meeting their super heros. I stand in awe. Being injured this summer really put a wedge in my plans. I loved running that distance.

I have met some great runners who run Ultras. Some of the humblest runners.
Andy was on Facebook a couple weeks ago, creeping "this guys" pictures. The pictures were breathtaking. He  was on a Team to support  a runner doing one of the most epic Ultras, Badwater.
It didn't take long for me to be engaged in all the pictures and all the comments. It was CREEPING at its fullest!

I asked Matt A. to share a little of the experience.
This is what he shared.
Jack Corey worked hard to make his goal of finishing Badwater 135 a reality, preparing for months for the race. He ran miles and miles - most of the latter in layers of clothing to experience the heat of Death Valley. He set up the logistics - the transportation, lodging, food, nourishment for the race, and permits. And he planned a 20 year anniversary trip to the area beforehand for his wife - always thinking about Mary Beth first.

Team Corey
Jack Corey is in Blue, Matt is on the right in white.

Throughout the time we were there, Jack would say, "I'm a midget among Giants". He felt that he wasn't worthy to be among the legends of the running community, runners most of us only read about. But he isn't less than the stars of the racing community. He ran with them, he finished strong, and he enjoyed the experience - smiling from start to finish.
Jack has had a great year of running and I'm lucky enough to enjoy some of his accomplishments. In April, I was able to cheer him as he finished his first 150 mile trail race. During Badwater, I ran with him - along with Derek, Bob, and Ray - as he climbed his way over 6000' to the Mt. Whitney portal and the finish of the Badwater 135. And I cheered from afar as he finished the Burning River 100 not two weeks after that.
Jack is a great friend, husband, father, teacher, runner, and he is one of the Giants.
Thank YOU Matt for sharing your story! Inspiring.

Monday, August 11, 2014

Red Fox Shoes Footwear

Austin is working in Linden right now. This is practically in my back yard, making the drive out there no big deal. There is incentive to pick him up; I pass a Tim Horton's in Fenton on my way to Linden!
They Boys videos me running to the car!

100% chance of rain was scheduled for today. The day was a gloomy sort of day. On our way home, I asked Austin if he would want to check out the new running store in Fenton.
I have been hearing about Red Fox Footwear and wanted to check it out since they opened in the spring.

Red Fox Footwear is located in downtown Fenton. I recognized one of the young men right away. He used to work at Baumans in Flint.
Because of the infancy of the store they are still acquiring brands. The brands they have are not found at any of the local running stores making them unique.
They are currently targeting newbie runners, trail running and hiking.
Merrells, Patagonia, New Balance, Altra are some of the shoe  brands they have to offer.
Nick and Jesse co-owners
They also have Smartwool, Wigwam and for nutrition Hammer.

Red Fox has shoes available for fitness, outdoor, work and weekend needs. The store also stocks the apparel you need along with your shoes.

Nick and Jesse said they will give 10% off to ANY person that comes in and mentions my blog or promo code "RATO"
(Running Against the Odds)

They are located at 104 S Leroy
Fenton Mi. 48430

Red Fox gives all the local cross country teams 15% off!

Support your local running stores. They are very knowledgeable and friendly.
They are getting more apparel in if you like Patagonia and Prana clothing and accessories.

Let me KNOW if you stop out there and purchase something, I will send you a Gift for supporting them also!


Sunday, August 10, 2014


At times, life has the ability to  lead us to the edge of chaos. Our schedules get busy, relationships get altered, our health may fail or we may even be struggling with the health of our loved ones.
There are a million scenarios that lead us to instability.

I personally find myself unstable in different arenas and in different seasons of life. Sometimes we find ourselves unstable emotionally, physically, financially or even spiritually to name a few.   

I wanted to share our sermon with you today. It really spoke to me,

"A doubleminded man is unstable in his way." James 1:8

" Draw near to God and he will draw near to you, cleanse your hands ye sinners; And purify your hearts ye doubleminded." 4:8

1. What do you do about DOUBLEMINDEDNESS?
Discover where is comes from.

Cleanse Your Hands: Proper Actions
Purify Your Heart: Proper Attitudes

In this world we are tossed to and fro. Todays message reminded me that I will be tossed into elements of instability if I do not keep my focus and heart towards the Lord.
When I draw near to him he will draw near to me and set my feet on solid ground.

Being doubleminded is not being focused on what Gods will for me is. I have allowed my thoughts or actions to not line up with Gods purpose and plan for my life. This is my version of being doubleminded in the season I am right now.

Sometimes I find myself doubleminded when I let others rent space in my head. I have too many thoughts worrying about what others are thinking or saying about me . I forget that God is my judge not man. No matter how righteous man may appear to be they are not our judge. People have the right to define you however they choose. But we have the right to accept it or accept our identity in Christ.

Gods word tells us to not be offended. I find myself instable when I get offended or hurt by the words or actions that have been spoken by others.
I was so grateful for Gods wisdom in the message today.

God speaks to everyone differently.  God spoke to me today reminding me to;
Cleanse my hands, Have proper actions.
Purify my heart, Have a proper attitude.

How do I do this, Draw near to God?
God will draw near to me. He will comfort me and convict me with love. He will give me security in a place I may find myself confused or insecure.
He will give me what I need in HIS time, all the time giving me Peace in the process.

The Rundown:
My body felt more secure than my mind today. I was so thankful God made my body strong so I could run both physically but also emotionally as well.
I ran without my Garmin on again. I ended up running 4 miles.
Andy ran with me. We are both nursing injuries. We were running down a side street, and saw a old man sitting on the back of his tailgate. He was sitting with his dog when he shouted in a gruff voice, "Hey! You two need to quit running so fast!"
We laughed politely and kept running on. At a safe distance I whispered to Andy, "He thought this was fast? Good grief, if we go any slower the turtles are going to lap us!"

I was at peace with my pace knowing the passion is to RUN right now, that was my Happy Pace.  

Prayers PLEASE. Aunt Lois is struggling with extreme fatigue and discouragement from her 14 hour chemo treatment last week. She could really use some prayers for strength and reassurance.