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Thursday, July 2, 2015

What a weekend #WS100


Here he is starting on the first mile of 100. I was really honored to be able to share in such an epic time of this families life. There was so much going on. There are so many things that have to be in place to have a successful race of this magnitude. His wife  
(my best friend) took great care in making sure all his nutrition was taken care of during the next 30 hours. He made sure she knew where to go and what was going on by making a great book for her all the important stuff was highlighted. His mom and daughter where so supportive . It was just awesome to see them all work so well as a team that had one goal in mind that goal was to make sure they did everything in there power to make his race easier. Of course Jef had to run the entire thing but I am sure he felt the love and support of his team. They all 100 percent wanted him to have the best 100 mile race. That was awesome to see. So where do fit in I got to pace him. It was a great experience. 

There is nothing easy about running Western States.  The course looks brutal and the first 50 miles will kick your ass. When we saw Jeff at Robinsons Flat I thought oh man he he does not look good.  His wife said to me "this is only mile 29" . She took care of him and then we he left we held hands and prayed that all would be ok. Then by mile 38 when he saw his mom he seem to be doing way better.  It was just crazy to see all these people looking so bad. It was super hot and muggy. At this time of the day no one looked happy. It was even hard getting to see your runner at the air station at this time of day. 

I met him at Forrest Hill mile 62. It was 10 pm and I took a 2 hour nap in the day so I felt ready. I was super nervous just because hello its Western States and I wanted to do a good job. I wanted to be the pacer he needed me to be. I just kept praying for that. I wanted to be strong and after my experience at San Diego I figured staying up late was not my thing. I was fine and I was myself and we didn't talk to much but we kept some communication going. I was so impressed because Jeff never complained not once. He ran 80 percent of the time because we had to make up some time. I was trying to keep up with him. I was not going to tell him that but his hike was my jog. It was so cool watching the sun come up and watching Jeff start to move with a spring in his step because now we knew he was going to make it and he did just that. He finished his first Western States 100 mile run. In 29 hours and 29 minutes.. It was a beautiful thing to watch. 

Running is the greatest metaphor for life because you get out of it what you put into it.  Oprah 

It was an amazing weekend . I love my friend C more because I got to see her shine taking great care of her man. I will forever be inspired by Jeff's performance. I feel so grateful for the opportunity to pace such a good friend. It was worth the 20 hour drive. So friends there is no dream to small you just have to start. Congratulations to #teamhooker .

Friday, June 26, 2015

Team Hooker

Here I am with one of my friends who I totally look up too. He is a determined runner and such a great guy. His wife is one of my best friends..Good people. He has ran SD 100 3 times and tonight we are in Squaw Valley. Patiently waiting for him to run his first 

 Western States 100 miler. It is so exciting being here. There are so many amazing talented determined runners. Holy cow it seems like everyone here is a runner. ITS JUST AMAZING.

So tomorrow its going to be about cheering Jeff on. Keeping him in our prayers. Crewing for him and I get the privalege of pacing him. I get to go across the river and make sure we get to the end with plenty of time to spare. So if you get a chance say a little prayer for Jeff. I know he has put in all the hard work and so here we go. Good Luck to all the runners who are crazy ass brave. You can do it. ( Jeff was my pacer for the San Diego 100 ) He worked so hard to get me though the night. Thank You for that Jeff.
 Its so awesome to watch someone you admire have there dream come true. Here we are and Jeff's dream is coming true… Its true what they say if you want something bad enough then work your ass off and make it happen. Ill keep you posted.

Wednesday, June 24, 2015

The Fair

Yesterday we hit the fair. We decided to try doing it a little bit different and going early. This was Jacks first time. I do not thing he liked it. There was a lot going on and a-lot of people and this I am almost two and I can cry loud thing is very real right now. So I practiced my patient skills and carried for most of the day. That counts as a workout believe me. Isabella and I held hands and took it all in. The thing I love about the Del Mar Fair and maybe its this way with all fairs is that everything stays the same . It has looked the same way since I was little. That makes it seem familiar. 

Everything took a long time but I felt like that was the magic of the fair it felt like we had a slow day. We decided to cut it short because jack was ready to go home but we ate and bought stuff we probably do not need. A perfect day at the fair. 

Sunday, June 21, 2015

A Simple Fathers day

Today was turned out to be mostly about our Jack. I think that is what happens when your almost 2. Everything seems to revolve around his needs. This fathers day I spent most of the day with my dad and Mike. We spent a-lot of time in the pool and the other time exploring. Gifts where handed out and it was nice to see the guys feel a little appreciated. My dad loves getting gifts and this Fathers day was no different. We talked about going out to eat but Jack was tired so we had Pizza and it was really good. Everyone was happy because Jack was happy. In my house eating in is a-lot easier that going out for the time being. We had a low key fathers day but the boys felt loved. Jack gave kisses and there were lots of smiles. Today just like other days simple was good and that was enough for everyone.

A Blue Pool
A happy Dad
A little boy and lots of kisses..
G

Happy Sunday

There are so many special moments that made this race SD 100 special but these are the ones I will hold close to my heart. Its the end of the race. It was when I knew I finally made it. I was done .  After 31 hours and 12 minutes. You know when I was running this race I thought my friends who where there cared but when I crossed the finish line and saw my family and friends ( I had no idea they would be there) where all at the finish line. They drove out a long way just to see me cross the finish line. It was those moments when I received all these unexpected hugs that I realized that running had brought me so much closer to my family. I also realized that even though I get jealous sometimes or I feel negative stuff in my head my family has got my back. I totally added this warm fuzzy feeling to my already exhausted body. What a great ending to the hardest race I had ever ran and finished. 

Thursday, June 18, 2015

Thursday Stories

There are so many wonderful memories that I will carry with me probably forever that came from my expirience at the SD100. Training to run these longer distances has taught me a-lot about myself and I have made friends with people I hope to keep as friends/family for a very long time. I went into this race so feeling really emotional and I am not really sure why. I think the distance really scared me. I also felt uneasy about knowing so many people would be helping me. I am a terrible receiver of anything. I love giving but receiving that is hard for me. I had really open myself up to feeling the love my friends showed me. Even know just knowing my friend Charlene stayed up all night and fallowed me around from aid station to aid station just to crew me makes me feel so special. The SD100 took me 31 hours and 12 minutes to finish that is a-lot of waiting around and supporting someone just cause you care for them kind of thing. I feel like maybe my capacity for feeling loved grew during this race. 
Another super fun thing that happens when you run this distance that is so different from say a 50 miler is you have these great talks with total strangers that you have a huge thing in common with (like your all out here trying to run 100 miles) and I think that if I was  not  there during those moments I never would of met these people. I heard so many great stories and crazy impressive distances and races these people had ran it was hard not to be inspired. 
The other thing that really impressed me was the aid station volunteers at this race. These men and woman really care about what is going on with you. They check you out and try and make you comfortable. They feed you and give you good pep talks. They get you ready to go out again and I even got a couple hugs. You have to be an awesome caring person and very giving to give like that. It was great to be around this energy.
I am sure I will be telling stories about how much I love my 100 mile adventure for a while. It was an epic ride even if I did a lot of it in a low gear. Its one I won't forget anytime soon.