What is your One Liner?

Taper, taper, taper!!!  I love to taper. Well, so I thought.  It is actually making me a little antsy.  Maybe it has something to do with that my family and I are spending a much needed family time and a rest week at the beautiful Oregon Coast (well, Julie who is a California girl may not call it beautiful or a real beach) - but we Northwesterners embrace our stormy beach - though we are actually having GREAT weather this week besides my stormy 16 mile stormy run (more about that).  I feel like I am wrestling the race mind games that are creeping in, with wanting to be lazy with my family and the other side of me that wants to feel like I do after a GOOD run.
As you know - I am following SBS of Run Like a Mother's Advanced Marathon Plan & I have really loved it.  It was a great challenge & I ended up loving the specifics of it with just coming off training for the Seattle Rock n' Roll.  I also loved the fact that my running buddy Julie was following the same plan & SBS was keeping us accountable by checking in and have been inspired by her commitment.
 Back to Sunday, 16 miles on the agenda (well, actually training plan says 15-16 - how can they do that to me??? I can't run 15 and be ok with it when the 16 is sitting there staring at me, letting me know I didn't take on the greater challenge.  Taper or not - my will won't let me.) - the only stormy, rainy day we have had thus far and sun in the forecast for the rest of the week - of course.  I thought "suck it up - this IS the Northwest, where you have lived all your life - just go get it done!"  Knowing my family would be nestled in our warm beach condo, eating waffles and sipping on warm drinks......I set out to get er' done (ode to Ryan D.).  I was soaking wet and I mean SOAKING just minutes into my run - I was laughing at myself trying to jump over puddles initially as if it were going to save my feet from getting wet.  So - I just embraced it - I always think,  "well, I have started so I have to finish - hence the shirt I bought and love that it reminds me to finish strong..

There was a point in the run when the rain was storming sideways against my face and it HURT - I had to laugh.  The looks I got from a few people as I ran downtown as they enter a restaurant for their hot breakfast or for their frothy morning latte (what I dreamed of) like - "is she crazy or why would she be running now???" - it motivated me!!  It made me feel stronger - maybe because I actually think I AM a little crazy......I think any individual that pushes this hard to attain a goal that most people never attempt - whether marathon or not is indeed a little crazy.  

So, now the question - What is Your One Liner?? There are many things that motivate/inspire me (read earlier entry of what really drives me) in the big picture, but what are the words that journey through your head as your body wants to stop or at least take it down a few notches??  What gives your mind the override on your body and pushes you through to your goal?? Mine this time around has been..."this is for a bigger goal!!!" - knowing that it isn't just about the workout in front of me but the marathon I am convinced to conquer.
I am interested to hear what words come through for your needed inspiration - I may need borrow a few on race day - I have a feeling that I will need more than one!  Happy Training!!

Peacocks can be Warriors too!

On Sunday some of my family and friends participated in the Warrior Dash - such a fun event!! Take a look at the course map and click on all the obstacles. May not have been the safest chose of an event in the middle of marathon training (I did a LOT of praying to come out with no injuries), but was a great change of pace and a day of FUN! One of the highlights was doing it with my husband who has been sidelined for a while due to an ankle injury and surgery this last year that left him with some permanent accessories of plates and screws! He has slowly been running again and it was so fun to do something that we weren't all that worried about time or pace (well, I can never completely forget about my time or pace - I think it is ingrained in me) - but it was more about the obstacles & just enjoying a challenge with family & friends. Any event that reminds you to leave REAL firearms and weapons at home has to be a GOOD TIME!!

So- before I share pictures - an explanation of our costumes....we decided to go against the grain a little & thought it would be entertaining to look nothing like warriors (costumes were encouraged)

Ok - my dad was suppose to be hunting the peacocks but i think he looks like a character from a horror film- I think the kiddos were scared!

Warrior peacocks!!  We look like we are at a dance recital - haha!

Julie and I before the Dash!

Her, Ryan and his cousin Scott were in the leg an hour before us - so we got to see them finish and got the advantage of hearing all about it.  We all tried to get in the same wave time but I am so glad that we got to watch them - it was hilarious!

Look at Julie go - smiles as usual

Even smiling when she is down!!

Still smiling!!

Nice slide Ryan!!


Scott, Ryan & Julie survived the dash - Connor loved watching!!
Now time to wash up in the communal soak area - see below.  Had to do it quick & not think about how dirty it was in there!

Nothing like a big mud bath with a whole bunch of people you don't know!

Go Heidi!!

My sweet husband gets to race with me again!!  Well, he says 10k or less but I am working on him.

Peacocks love to play in the mud!

Love the faces!

We did it!  Good times.

Our sweet kiddos came to cheer us on!  Not so excited to touch mommy and daddy.

My dad with a beer for him and Andrew.  Have to enjoy a beer after something like this!!
Turkey legs were available too.

Have so many fun pictures - will put an album on Face book.  Such a fun day with a great group of people.  It was fun to have all of our kids a part of it to.  Can't wait for the next time it is in town.  We will have to see if we can get more of you to join!!????  Now back to training for 10-10-10 (Portland Marathon)......almost there.

A New PR, girlfriend time, good laughs, shopping, good food, hometown celebrity & a potty accident (no - there were no children there)!!

Inaugural Eugene Women's half marathon, girl time, shopping, laughs, tears, reading from one of my favorite mom running authors SBS of Run Like a Mother, good food.......what more could a mom, wife, friend, runner ask for?

So, first - I am a week late on this post that I have been so excited about. Partly because of the crazy start of school, but mostly because I have been dealing with a nasty virus on my computer for a couple months now and it finally took over my computer. The hijacking of my husbands computer only keeps me up on e-mail and an occasional facebook message. I am now the proud owner of a new Mac book & I am in love!!! So - I am back to posting about my running and otherwise happenings in my life.

Now onto the the Eugene Women's Half......What a great event for several reasons but mostly because of these beautiful faces....



As I posted before Julie and I are following the same Advanced Training as Sarah of Run Like a Mother & this race was written perfectly into it. I was excited to see where I was at in my training, as a half marathon finishing time can be a good indicator of what you canplan to do for your marathon. Well, I set a new PR!! The plan that has been kicking my rear end is working. Thank you to SBS for sharing her plan with other runner mom's and thank you to Andrew Kastor, coach of High Sierra Striders in Mammoth Lakes, CA. for writing the plan for her. My previous time at Race for the Roses was 1:46:42 and here are my Eugene stats:

Ashley Shaddy
bib number: 1397
age: 35
gender: F
location: Vancouver, WA
overall place: 54 out of 1558
division place: 12 out of 265
gender place: 54 out of 1558
time: 1:42:45
pace: 7:51

I pushed hard for that time, but felt good...... except for finishing with wet shorts. Yes, I had a potty accident. Not the run down your leg and fill your shoes kind of accident, but I certainly finished with wet shorts. I was fine until mile 11 - when I had already passed all the opportunities to empty my bladder. I suddenly HAD TO GO - but told myself -"You only have 2 miles, you can make it." I always like to try and pick it up a little the last mile and FINISH STRONG.....so at mile 12 as my legs and arms went into a faster gear my bladder began to remind me that I have carried 2 babies in this body. As I could hear & see the finish nearing, I could also feel the evidence of my weak bladder in my shorts. All I can say is NEVER say NEVER - because I can remember having a conversation with Julie about marathon running and whether I could pee myself & I told her I didn't think I ever could. So, I guess I can & I did....should have brought the Go Girl that Julie bought me as a joke. The funnest part was telling Julie right after she crossed the finish line - she folded over laughing so hard that I am surprised a medic didn't come check on her. So, if my pants look a little padded for Portland Marathon - then I sporting a depends....hmmmm.....actually I may have to consider that. Isn't it in to have a Kardashian looking booty anyway?

Julie (see her report here) also set a PR, Meredith had a run with an incredible story, Amy had a great run, Lindsay finished her first race EVER - way to go, & my sweet friend Lisa who planned to run but was injured - was the most unselfish & motivating cheerleader!!!

Other than a great event with a beautiful course, great volunteers and spectators (THANK YOU, THANK YOU!!!), I had an amazing weekend with some incredible women that I have already been blessed enough to call friends and a few that I was blessed enough to know better. It can do so much for a mom to get away with her girlfriends to relax, to finish a conversation, to laugh, sit and drink a cup of coffee (I mean sit there and drink ALL of it - how often do we do that!!), shop without kiddos, eat good food.......it is just refreshing to get a moment to breathe & spend time with people who are willing to share themselves - the good and the bad.

A few highlights and a few of my favorite things from the weekend:

When we got into town we went to Cafe Yumm & that name fits it perfectly. It is a perfect combination of a asian & mexican rice and bean bowl. Hard to explain, but SO good. I loved it so much that Elsie & I drove to the location in Beaverton last week for a Yum Bowl and I left with a craving fulfilled, a big bottle of Yum sauce so I can duplicate at home & a new fan as Elsie said "I like Yum bowls with enthusiasm!" She hears enthusiasm in her mommy's voice often when I speak of food.

If you are a mom and run or want to run ...you need to own Run Like a Mother -

It is a fun read & very motivating. We attended a reading that Sarah was doing when we went to pick up our race packets - it is always great to hear from a seasoned runner who has little kiddos running around as well & knows the obstacles of fitting a run or a training schedule into our mommy worlds. We took a picture with our local celebrity (at least in our little world- haha).




We did some shopping at the packet pick up area in the Fifth Street Market - super cute! Great kitchen store called Hartwick's - attached to a great little shop that makes YUMMY coffee.

We had a GREAT carb loading dinner at a newer restaurant called Osteria Sfizio. Super great girl's night or date night spot if you are in the area. They had homemade Ginger Soda that was so delicious!!

After the race - we not only got mimosas but we got to have a free mini spa treatment from the Aveda spa nearby and I found my favorite product that I have found in a while. I know this has nothing to do with running, but as much as I love running gear - I love other fun product to:



My hair has seriously never felt softer. Put it on when wet, dry hair and have your hubbie run his fingers through your beautiful soft hair or just enjoy it your self (the only area we mom's like to celebrate being SOFT).

Last, but not least - found a super cute pair of Mommy flats at a super cute shoe boutique Miss Meers.

So, great friends, good times and great run......thank you God for keeping me moving and giving me beautiful experiences and people to take on my journey.

Training plan & Toes

I have finally decided on the training plan that I am going to follow for the upcoming Portland Marathon. I wanted to step it up a bit since my leg held up well to my last training plan. I am a huge fan of any Hal Higdon plan, but Julie sent me a great plan that Sarah Bowen Shea of Run Like a Mother is doing. I was drawn to it because it is challenging, it fits my upcoming race schedule (she is doing the Eugene Women's half & has it written into the plan) & there is something fun about knowing that another local mom is out there pounding the pavement too. That said, I am going to follow it as closely as I can with my training happening during my husbands busiest travel time of the year. I am sure I will even have to do several runs on a treadmill. I am determined to get babysitters for my long runs and take my kids to the track with me for sprints. So, I followed it loosely last week and started today with a 90 minute hill run at Rocky Butte (suggestion courtesy of Sarah!) with Julie.


Julie & I at the top of Rocky Butte (thank you for our sweet hubbies who got up with the kiddos!)

So so far this week:
Tuesday: 5 miles on treadmill 43:06 - need to get the foot pod for my Garmin so I can know my ACTUAL pace on the treadmill.
Wednesday: 90 minutes = 10 miles about 3 being uphill at Rocky Butte - nice change of scenery!!

On to the TOES!! Oh my word - if you don't like yucky feet pictures then skip this part. I keep promising Julie that I will post pictures of my nasty blister after the Seattle Rock n' Roll Marathon. Here it is....



I knew something was a little sore on my foot when I was running - but I was in the zone and just forgot about it & then later is was a much less worry than my medic tent visit. By the time we got back to the hotel and my sweet husband had me lay down and he took off my shoes and socks - I told him to be careful because my toe was sore. The look on his face was pure fear and disgust, he said " I am not sure what it is but you have SOMETHING on your toe." It was so funny. It ended up getting bigger so we popped it later - so Gross and kind of fun if you are someone who kind of gets a thrill out of that sort of thing - I know - I am disturbed.

I also found that I have acquired lovely black toenail over the course of my training....


Oh the joys of running! I know, I know - I certainly do not have the cutest feet to start with - but this certainly doesn't help in the middle of summer! Was already in a half size bigger shoe - jumped up another half size to see if that helps. I will just have to keep getting pedicures - if I don't lose them as well. And black nails are SO last year - haha!!

Recovery & Reflection

It has been a bit since I have posted but I think I needed to let sort through everything about my marathon experience before I committed to how I was truly feeling. And I have had SO MANY thoughts about my marathon experience and have been so up & down about it that I figured I would spare you all - what my husband would call "Cybil" moments (remember the old movie about the woman with all the different personalities??). Anyway, to sound ridiculously cliche - ONWARD & UPWARD - LIVE & LEARN!!

The Seattle Rock n Roll may not be what I hoped to claim as my first marathon - but non-the-less - IT WAS! My focus has turned from the what went wrong to what went right. (Even though I think I am going to go to a sports medicine clinic to get some testing done on my sodium levels when I run so I can be better prepared - more about that another time).
I count myself blessed that I was able to complete 4 months of marathon training while shuttling my two kiddos to two different schools, being room mom, wife, sister, friend, daughter, - still managed to play with my kids, see some of my friends (though they were a little neglected - LOVE YOU), have time with my hubby (even if it was TIRED time) try a few new recipes, deliver a few meals for our church, be a part of a mom's group, go to family gatherings, wish I could claim keeping my house in stellar condition - but that would never be the case and so on.....
And most of all, through the training and through my not so dreamy finish (in the medic tent) - I was able to be an example to my kids. That you do your best and even when things do not turn out as we hoped - we don't give up. It is ok to shed some tears but we move on and look for the GOOD God has given us. My husband always says "that when things get hard is when we see who people really are". My sweet girl was walking behind me the other day with her friend and she said - "everyone has been talking about my mom's run - yeah - she runs a marathon!" She said it with such excitement and didn't add the "Well, I only got through 25 that I have been explaining to most".....in her mind - I did it & she is proud of what mommy did and so am I.
I do have to say that the first time I put my Garmin watch on after the race to go on a run and it said I still had 1.2 miles to complete my goal (it still being set for the marathon) - I had to cry a little ......a then I RAN!!
So ......
I have officially registered for the Portland Marathon 10-10-10 - here we come. It will be so fun to have a race in my home town & see my sweet kiddos faces at the finish line & even more family & friends than Seattle.
Hope to see some of you there - or even better - run with you there. Thank you to everyone for all of your support the last few weeks - I have felt truly loved and encouraged.

My First Marathon......well almost.

So, Seattle Rock n' Roll Marathon - my first? Well, it depends if completing 25 miles well and then getting taken in by the medics counts. Oh, the tears that roll down my cheeks as I write this entry....
I ran over the first half of the race with my friend Michelle (who ended up qualifying for Boston!! - way to go friend!), she has a few Marathons under her belt and she helped to pace me and not go out to strong & certainly encouraged me. Our pace felt good - I felt strong. Around mile 16 - I remember starting to feel like I couldn't wait for the drink stops - I was SO thirsty. I had hydrating the day before, the morning of and drank at EVERY hydration table along the race - switching between water and electrolytes at each stop. By mile 19 or 20 - something was wrong - I was feeling right. It wasn't just an endurance issue, my legs felt strong - I was starting to feel a little dizzy. I knew I had my dad coming to join me soon to finish with me - so I kept my mind on that. By mile 22 or 23 - it was getting worse - I started to sway on the course - I was feeling weird! It wasn't pain - because I know myself - I can push through pain. I finally let my dad in on how bad I was feeling around mile 24 and he offered to take a walk break but in my stubbornness - I wanted to keep running - I was SO CLOSE, it was taking so much focus to stay upright - I was dizzy, my sight was getting blurry and my head kept flopping back - it felt like my head weighed 100 pounds. At mile 24 I was at 3:37 - on pace to finish under 4 hours! At mile 25 my body said this was the end of the race - I almost passed out, my dad helped me to the side and my dad and I sat staring at the 25 mile marker sign , listening to the cheers from the finish line, as the medics checked me out. The excitement of the finish so near is enough to keep anyone going - but my body wasn't listening. I thought if I sat there for a few minutes - i could at least slowly finish - forget about the under 4 hour finish at this point - I just wanted to cross that finish line. I tried to stand a few times and kept almost falling over. It wasn't my legs or muscles not being able to do it - this wasn't any ting that had to do with my training, my determination, my strength - I wasn't getting better - I was getting worse - it was hard to even talk without complete focus. They decided to take me to the medic tent. My heart broke as they drove me behind the finish line - I heard all the cheering, knowing my family and Friends were waiting there for me and I laid there with a million tough ts swirling through my mind and it was so disheartening. They let me know that I was very dehydrated and that my sodium levels were low. How?? What happened?? I was diligent in my liquid intake. I know that once your sodium levels drop you are unable to retain fluids - but why would mine have dropped so low??
I didn't get to celebrate with my family that had drove 3 hours to cheer me on, my friends, my best friend who had gone through all the training and excitement with me. As I was laying in the medic tent trying not to throw up, looking at the spinning tent roof, having salt packets poured under my tongue, realizing my time had passed me by to cross that finish line...I was thinking, Is this REALLY happening??, only one mile left!!! I was sad, mad & a little scared of how my body felt.

My sweet friend Julie showed up to check on me - when she should have been celebrating her victory of finishing her first marathon! She handed me my medal.....still haven't decided if I can hang it. Having a loyal best friend is a huge blessing, but I have guilt knowing that because she feels my joy and pain right along with me - that this is taking away from her experience a bit. We planned this whole "first marathon" together & I couldn't have gotten through it together. It is her time to be selfish and say "I did it!" I am so proud of her. My sister got pictures of her coming through that finish line in typical Julie style - with a HUGE smile on her face!


Julie & I before the race.

So, let's talk of the victories of the experience. So, yes I completed my 4 month training and ran a pretty good 25 miles of the race (even if I was staggering the last few!). I know that these accomplishments are something to be celebrated and I will. I have a feeling my sore muscles will heal a little sooner than my disappointment though. It may sound a little dramatic, but I truly did not know how much my heart was into this until now. The biggest celebrating is in reality of the amazing circle of people around me that have encouraged me through my training, ran beside me on long runs, have cried along with me and encouraged & celebrated me in the last few days, & that are here in my everyday life. To have family and friends in your life that cheer you on through your up and downs in life is truly a far greater victory than crossing any finish line!


Julie & I with our hubbies. Couldn't have done it without them!


My Dad & I - carb loading the night before. So glad he was there at the end to hold me up both emotionally & physically!


My Family that traveled to cheer me on & still are! Thank you guys - I love you.


Cards, Flowers & This sign is what I came home to - I have amazing friends!!

This may not have been my plan for this race, but when in life do things truly go according to OUR plan. God is teaching is & will teach me something through this as He does in all things. As my amazing husband wrote to me.."Life/Running is a Journey, and we have to learn to adjust and be open to adversity." Certainly many others have faced far more devastating adversity than this. I will use and take it to the next start line with me!

And so my Inspired Miles continue. Portland Marathon Bound - hmmmmm.???

The POWER of the mind

Today I had my last long run of my Marathon training - which should have ended with a feeling of victory & confidence. First, I thought, probably naively, that it would be easy compared to all the miles that I have put in lately. It was not!! It was hard from beginning to end and my mind started to mess with me. To give a little history on one of my biggest mental blocks during this training. Last October during a half marathon that I trained VERY hard for and felt really good going into -I tore my anterior tibialis.

This was my trophy from the race!!

It took me out for a good few months and the beginning of my marathon training was very slow due to the advice of my doctor. I wanted it to heal right - so I laid off on hard sprint and hill training this go around and put the miles in and to take it easy when it hurt. No cross training - just running when it felt right. Needless, to say I am going into this Marathon in good ENDURANCE shape, but not the shape I wanted to be for this marathon. I have done all my long runs and only had to cut a few mid-week runs short due to pain and tightness. Anyway, my mind was going crazy this morning with fears and worries. About my injury, about choosing the right pace, the right gels (which have been giving me a little issues lately), hydrating enough, is this the time for me?, should I have trained harder? ect. ect.!!
So, I am going to be thankful that I CAN run, focus on what I HAVE accomplished and pray that my body and mostly my mind are friends with me this Saturday.