Sarah Bashinski-Flament - Infinite Running

Personal Bests

5 km − 17:20
The Great Race 2008

10 km − 35:30
Columbus 10K 2009

15 km − 54:15
USATF 15K Championship 2011

20 km − 1:17:40
Ogden 20K 2009

½ marathon − 1:18:52
Parkersburg News 2009

Marathon − 2:43:37
Boston 4/18/2011 2012 Olympic Marathon Trials Qualifier

Sarah Bashinski-Flament

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Proud of being a cheesehead, Sarah’s roots take her back to her hometown of Wausau, WI. Since she was 12 years old, she found her niche in distance running and quickly became a track and cross country standout that lasted throughout high school. Following the momentum of her running career, she received a running scholarship to North Dakota State University. However, after two years of being plagued with injuries and missing the Midwest, she decided to transfer to the University of Wisconsin-La Crosse to finish out her education and running career. It was during this time where Sarah earned herself two-time All American honors in the 5,000 meters and cross country. Following graduation with a bachelor’s degree in Psychology, she decided to pursue her career in social work within the Milwaukee area by helping children involved in the court system.

After taking a much needed hiatus from her post collegiate running career, Sarah focused on going back to graduate school for her Masters in Elementary Education and starting a family. She and her husband Jeff, now live in Poland, OH and are the proud parents of two children, Logan and Alyssa. Although 11 years had gone by, something sparked within Sarah to once again foster that competitive drive she had once felt in her earlier years of running. Little by little, winning local races grew to being the top American finisher at larger, prize money races. Acknowledging her second wind, she put in the hard work and consistent dedication to see what opportunities were within her reach. A little over a year after giving birth to Alyssa, she finished as the 1st Ohioan female and 23rd American at the Boston Marathon in 2009. A mere five months later she dropped eight minutes off her marathon time on little marathon training and qualified for the Olympic Trials at the 2009 USA Marathon Championships in Minneapolis, MN.

Today, the sky is the limit. With a new appreciation for the sport, and running lifetime PRs across the board, each race is a new race with many goals yet to obtain. However, since Sarah is currently a stay at home mom, sometimes even harder than the most challenging course is being able to juggle her family duties with her intense training regime. Although the day never seems to have enough hours, the job gets done no matter what it is. She feels the successes in life far outweigh the difficulties one has to go through in order to achieve them. Sarah is looking forward to proving herself nationally as an elite runner while her family cheers her on from the sidelines.

Race Highlights

2012 Olympic Marathon Trials Qualifier - Boston Marathon 2011 11th American (2:43:37)
2011 Boston Marathon - 26th Female overall, 11th American, 1st Ohioan (2:43:37)
2011 USATF 15km Women's Championships, 25th Female Overall (54:15)
2012 Olympic Trials Qualifier-Twin Cities Marathon, 30th, (2:46:01)
2009 USATF National Club Cross Country Championships-6 km,
5th Team (22:05)
2009 Boston Marathon, 23rd American, 1st Ohioan (2:54:09)
1997 All American Honors in 5k & Cross Country

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Sarah Bashinski-Flament

8/6/2011 1:20:50 PM

Life isn't fair...but Sarah smiles.

My mom has a piece of paper taped to cabinet in the kitchen. The title reads “A Simple Way to Live.” There are many thought provoking sayings that make the reader reflect on life. Two of them stick out to me:

1) However good or bad a situation is, it will change.

2) Life isn’t fair…but it’s still good.

I was thinking about these two sayings as I was lying on the MRI table. I figured out that I have had 5 MRI’s in a little over 12 months. I started chuckling (without moving, of course!) and said to myself, “Maybe I’m well on my way to achieving a magnetic personality.” But then I stop the kidding and I look at the severity of everything that has gone on within my body during the past 1.5 yrs. I questioned at what point do I throw my hands up in the air and wonder if all of this is worth it? How many x-rays and MRI’s do I continue to receive, how many results do I hold my breath for until I get the “whew” news…or even yet, how many “oh shit” results will be mixed into it? How many comeback stories are left to be told?

Two days ago I started a typical tempo workout that I have done since high school. My adrenalin was high and fond memories flooded my head because I was running on my middle school track in Wausau, WI. It’s where the magic all started and I was just as giddy being there as I was when I was 12 yrs. old. Little did I know today would be anything but magical. Something seemed a little different in my ankle/foot area. Weird. Only because my problem as of late was my plantar fasciitis which had been getting much better and allowed me to steadily increase my conditioning over the past 4 weeks. Two 800’s into the workout, I stopped. My ankle hurt despite trying to stretch it out and shake it off. I pulled off the track and walked over into a little hidden corner of John Muir and cried because I had a bad feeling. I thought, “What now? I can no longer use the three words: Plenty of Time.” Always being overly cautious ever since my hip stress fracture, I scheduled an appointment to get an x-ray the next day…results came back negative. Whew. Next step…MRI. On the way to take the kids swimming I get the “oh shit” news: navicular stress fracture…need to immediately be in boot and on crutches…possible screw in bone to help heal properly…2-3 months until return to activity. My head was spinning, my eyes were bawling, my kids were wondering what was wrong with mommy. My dream that turned into a goal was in the not so distant future…and I felt it slipping through my fingers like sand. This wasn’t supposed to be happening. I was just fine on yesterday’s run. I learned my lesson the hard way with my hip…I did everything right this time! It’s not fair. Possibly not getting to toe the start line of the Olympic Trials…it’s just not fair.

However good or bad a situation is…it will change. Never take for granted when things are wonderful and never give up when things feel impossible. I vividly remember during Boston saying to myself to look around, give the kids high fives, have fun and enjoy it all…because you just never know. And this is why I ran so well that day. But now I have to climb the other side of the mountain. After feeling like I have lost something close to my heart, I realize that I will bounce back from this and also accept that I may have setbacks once in awhile. I have proved it before and I will never lose that will to make this a positive outcome. All I can do is take it one day at a time, knowing that each day is better than the one before. This too shall pass.

Yes, Life isn’t fair at all. Accepting that I have a stress fracture and feeling the familiarity of crutches once again really, really sucks. However, Life IS still pretty good. I have my beautiful children who are healthy, I am overall very healthy, my family and friends are so wonderful and supportive regardless if I kick some ass or fall flat on my ass (thanks Sarah Natwick for that one!). I could go on and on for the things I am grateful for and I realize that there are endless blessings in my life that far outweigh the negative events.

Ultimately, I will be a better and stronger person for this injury. Everything is a life lesson and I most certainly am still learning! I can’t give up-I won’t give up-I will fall down 9 times and will get up 10. Yet, I respect my limitations and understand that just like anything, it’s going to take some time. The song “Sara Smile” by Hall & Oates was playing in the hallway outside the doctor’s office…now I know why. Even though tears well up in my eyes, I still smile…because I have plenty of things in my life to still smile about.

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5/22/2011 11:34:09 AM

I Am Only Human

**I wrote this last week but have been “sitting” on it for awhile not sure if I wanted to post it or not. Reason being, because I didn’t want anyone to throw a pity party for me or for anyone to think I’m at the top of the highest bridge (although my friends might periodically check just to make sure!). I merely wrote this to vent a bit and to show others that I really can relate to the roller coaster ride of staying 100% healthy. Things are getting a bit better and I feel much improvement today than I did a week ago!

Today’s workout: warm up, 4x12 min hard at 175 heart rate with 2 min easy recovery between sets, cool down. I take a deep breath and begin the workout watching my heart rate slowly increasing and then holding it within my range. The sweat starts to trickle down my face and drips right off my straight Polish nose that was a trait given to me by my loving father. However, the drips of sweat don’t hit my clothes or even the pavement. They go directly onto the floor and start making a huge puddle underneath me while I’m riding my bike which is put up on a trainer. I focus on the puddle and think how ironic that the small puddle of sweat might as well be tears. That’s how I feel because I’m not doing this workout while running since my heel has been hurting me on and off since after Boston. They say it’s plantar fasciitis and even though it is very common amongst runners, mine has finally made me wave the white flag and focus on clearing it up in hopes that I won’t have to deal with it much longer. Although everyone says the timing is good in dealing with the downtime, I struggle with it. It’s so much easier to console those around me with their injuries or disappointments. It is hard to remember that, just like them, I am only human. The exact same rules and principles apply to me even if I feel I should have my own exemptions. Minor setbacks will happen, regardless of who you are or what race you just ran…even if that race made you feel like you could conquer the world.

I felt like writing this blog because it's a challenge. It’s always easier to write when things tend to be going well, after an accomplishment or after you work though a hard time and finally see the light. It’s not easy to write about fears or during a time when you feel very vulnerable-especially when others think I have it all figured out. I definitely don’t. Every day is a continuous learning experience for me. I feel I’m getting better at reading my body and what it needs or when to wave the white flag instead of pushing through pain like I used to. I don’t know why it is hard for me to accept my own advice to others. I don’t know why I overreact and think the worst when I’m forced to cross train. I don’t know why I cried and said to my husband last Sunday, “Why am I trying to work through this pain? I don’t have any important races coming up. This is ridiculous of me to possibly injure myself further for nothing.” And he then asks, “Then why are you crying?” And I walk away and think to myself…he has a great point (but I didn’t want to tell him that at the time! LOL!). Why am I so upset? I realize it’s because the words I said are from a voice of reason. But it really isn’t what my heart feels. My heart doesn’t know what reason is. Every day, every week, month, race, workout, or easy day is of utmost importance. And removing myself from any of those brings upon questions and fears that I don’t want to deal with- yet I have no choice. I have to remember, that I am only human.

But since I’m only human, I will get through this as have so many others around me. There is no doubt that I know things can always be worse and overall, in the great big picture of life…I really don’t have a reason to feel down. But when something you’re passionate about is at jeopardy and you don’t have a concrete answer for when the problem will be resolved, it’s only normal to feel sad and scared. I am only human.

I have a wonderful support system surrounding me and who all make me laugh when I may not feel like it. They tell me to have patience and not be so hard on myself. They say this is such a minor “owie” and not to be so gun shy because of my past relationship with injuries. And that most importantly, everything will be okay and end up working out in the end. So instead of wanting to hide from Facebook and friends, or fake a smile and say, “Everything is great!” when in reality my eyes start watering up…I’m admitting that I go through my own struggles once in awhile and can definitely say, “I am only human”.

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4/25/2011 1:31:01 AM

High Five!

Going from being a giddy little school girl in the morning and trying to be distracted by laughter and jokes, I suddenly find myself centered and focused in a small corner of an elementary school gym. I perform the last minute “all over body & mind check” to make sure everything is ready for the job that lies ahead. Nothing argues. Nothing raises a red flag. I’m set. There is nothing left to do but enjoy the moment.

Later, after making my way up to just a few rows back from the start line, I see that I’m not the only one planning on doing the same thing. The elite men make their way down from the church just feet away from me. Ryan Hall comes out all smiles, giddy like a school boy. I see it’s going to be the same type of day for him, too. He’s high fiving the crowd; enjoying the moment. I’m already feeling his joy and energy. He too, has gone through some struggles in his own right within this past year. But today is going to be a different day.

The gun goes off and just like one of my best friends, Terry McCluskey said would happen, people will go too fast. We relax, along with our friend Alan Satterfield, and take deep breaths. I let out a couple of “WOOHOO” yells to make everyone smile. We don’t get caught up in the high strung energy. It’s just another beautiful day for a long run. Keeping it simple, letting them go because we know without saying…we will be seeing them later.

My plan was to leave Terry & Alan after 5 miles. Terry is counting down to me how many more I have left to savor with their group. Then it’s my own race. Five. I start to pick it up. But before I get too serious I put the brakes on and drop back. Terry asks me in utter confusion and concern, “What are you DOING?” I smile and say, “I just wanted to say goodbye and good luck!” We give high fives and smile huge for each other. Knowing that our eyes are telling each other that today is the day for both of us. We’re giddy.

I progress forward. Each five mile segment goes perfectly as planned. I keep reminding myself this is NOT a race. This is merely a workout that I have done before and I can do this again. I am not intimidated. Throughout the race I catch up to various men and they utter words of respect which of course I return. I start seeing a female that flew past me in the beginning. One guy says from behind me, “Go get her.” I automatically react and stride out. But calm myself and remind my body that I have a long time to pick people off…let’s not get too antsy!

Along the course, kids line the roads and hold out their hands for the runners to high five them. If a runner does, they are so thrilled. As if they had just touched a rock star. I see their excitement and feed off of it. I keep in mind why I am doing this-to look around and really enjoy the moment. I don’t get that many chances to race a marathon and the way I was feeling…it will be over with way too quickly. I decide to start high fiving kids along the course. They transfer their excitement to me and make my heart smile. I felt like a rock star.

Once at the top of heart break hill, there weren’t any high fives to give out. My legs felt tired and my mind was having a panic moment. I thought, “Oh my. This is tough. My legs are dead right now. Can I continue at this pace? Was it smart to be passing those guys like they were standing still?” Then I free myself of the doubt and said, “Sarah, you can do this. You’re being really stupid. Of COURSE your legs are tired! You just ran up the hardest, longest hill of the Boston Marathon! Relax and let yourself recover on the downhill. Let’s continue to kick some ass!”

I look at my watch and realize with a 5k remaining, I could either pick it up and push it to the limit or maintain and finish strong with a PR and hungry for more. I choose to not be greedy. I wasn’t about to lose sight of why I originally entered the race and end up losing it all within the last mile by crashing. Instead of giving out high fives, as cheesy as it sounds, I was giving myself a high five! It’s rare for an athlete to have their race plan be executed perfectly.

As I turn left onto Boyleston Street, the crowd was like a tunnel of screams. Pushing towards the finish line I never look at the clock. I honestly didn’t want to know the time! I really wanted to make sure I concentrated on taking in the moment. On April 18, 2011, I got to have my day in the sun. Everything right happened and I couldn’t have been happier…but you know I wouldn’t be a true distance runner if I didn’t admit that I was momentarily satisfied because I’m still hungry for more! I’ll give out a HIGH FIVE to that any day!

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4/15/2011 7:47:36 PM

Dear 26.2

Well, here we are again. It’s been a long time since we’ve seen each other. I think the last time we said our goodbyes I thought I had gotten the best of you. I mean, after deciding within a month’s notice that I was going to take you on at the Twin Cities Marathon I ultimately was able to squeak out an Olympic Trial Qualifying time. However, I’ve realized you definitely had the last laugh. My lack of preparation threw something within my body’s mechanics out of alignment which in turn was an injury domino effect and finally sidelined me for quite some time.

I’m going into the 2011 Boston Marathon with more humility, yet feeling way more prepared for a good battle this time around. I’d love to say I’m going to achieve this time or that place. I’d love to say this year I won’t be heading in a bee line fashion for the medical tent after I cross the finish line in personal victory. I’d love to say I’m gonna kick some ass. But I won’t admit to any of those things.

I AM saying that I completely respect every inch that you lay out in front of me on Monday. Acting so gentle and forgiving to thousands of runners in the beginning and then turning around and being the worst schoolyard bully is so cruel. However, this is the nature of the beast. If it was easy, everyone would do it. I AM saying that I have done as much as I could do to help me fight a little bit longer this time around. I AM saying that I go into this battle on Monday knowing I will hurt yet will keep on pushing because I appreciate you and will love that I am even in your presence. So you may chew me up and spit me out…but I’m coming back for more! No expectations, no times, no places. Just you and me… mile for mile…glorious minute by glorious minute. Because I will be running injury free. And that all by itself is more than any accomplishment I could acquire in my lifetime. And that is why this coming Monday, I already know that you will be my favorite marathon

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4/7/2011 7:36:18 AM

Taper Weeks: Let the Insanity Begin!

It’s been quite awhile since I’ve had the “luxury” of a true taper. The last marathon I ran was Twin Cities in October, 2009. Since I really have just gotten my momentum going this year, it’s weird for me to start coasting it in so that I can freshen these legs up a bit. My body is not wanting to slow it down and wondering what the heck is going on…if I would just pick a pace already! Slow/fast/slow/fast…make up your mind! But yet my mind is thinking thoughts of confidence and sometimes of doubt. You can do this/what the hell are you thinking/you’re stronger than ever/ouch…what is THAT? Is that really hurting or am I making it up?/all the hard work is done/your tired…blah blah blah.

Honestly, the people I feel really bad for are my family and friends! I think any athlete that is going through taper mode should be casted off on a remote island with other taper-ers. LOL! I know I’m not a pleasant person right now and they pay the price! I’m used to higher mileage, used to being a bit more tired (which actually feels good to me)and not having energy ready to burn, workouts to get geared up for, etc. So a change in my routine means other reactions within my body and mind start taking place! The two just seem to be screaming at each other in a constant state of conflict…bickering like an old married couple. Don’t get me wrong…they do love each other…but it’s tiring listening to the bicker! One is always telling the other to shut up or be quiet! My mind will shut down my body from communicating negative thoughts and then all of the sudden; my body will get mad at my mind for doing the same thing. What the heck is going on here? I know, it sounds like I should be locked up and put in a padded cell.
But…when it comes down to it on game day: both the mind and body are ready for battle (I pray!). Both understand what needs to happen. Both are excited and anxious for what lies ahead. Both know the money is in the bank, the work is done, it’s time to execute the plan and let the cards fall as they may. Both will do their very best to work together to get the job done, just as they have in many, many practices. 26.2 miles is a long time to ask the body and the mind to cooperate. Praying I follow what I’ve been practicing through repetition and NOT by following what my 3 & 6 yr olds do every day! That is...if I can just make it out of this taper alive without going postal on anyone!!!

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3/31/2011 5:28:19 PM

Special Quotes

On my training runs, I often get focused on a particular thought and “run” with it. Today I was thinking back to the many people in my life that have said this or that which had some sort of impact. I know that the list I made is only representative of a small fraction of things people have said to me throughout my life which made me “think”.

Quotes:

“It’s time to turn dreams into goals.” UW-L teammate, Sean O’Day

“You can’t fight Destiny.” Coach Ted Rupe

“You gotta GO!” Lace Luedke yelled this to me in jest when I was leading the race by a lot and made me laugh along the route.

“Run like your body is smiling.” Coach Andrew Kastor

“But coach…I CAN’T slow DOWN!” Christy Peterson’s recall of what I yelled during practice in college.

“Do not let a time, place or race define who you are or what you have to offer in life.” Dr. Michael Lardon

“This is not a pipe dream. This is your life. You are living your dream.” Rob Hill, Infinite Running

“You are loved…unconditionally.” Lisa Beshara

“Keep the fun in running. When it isn’t fun anymore, you’ll stop doing it.” Coach Randy Benedict

“We can be great friends before the race and after, but once the gun goes off…we’re competitors.” Becky Ordway teaching me how to toughen up a little bit for racing.

“Win one for the Gipper.” My brother, Paul Bashinski, at my high school state track meet

“This is the first race of your new career.” Jeff Flament before Ogden 20k 2009

“Take care of the little things, and the big things take care of themselves.” Jerry Gores, NDSU coach

“One mile at a time.” Dick Beardsley’s talk at 2011 GRR when reflecting on Boston and what kept him running even when feeling like crap.

“Look good, feel good, run good.” Jeff Nelson

“Good job at your race, Mommy. Can I have some candy?” Logan Flament teaching me that running isn’t everything!

“Well, at least we have the “Fun” Sarah back for awhile now!” My neighbor, Peta Sneek , shedding some humor on the situation when I got injured and couldn’t run.

“Looks like your girl isn’t invincible after all.” The mom of a girl I competed against in high school came up and said this to my coach after beating me in a race.

“Let’s go get some frozen yogurt.” Connie Meronk in college. Trying to cheer me up when the going got rough.

“You’re not going to be able to run cross country this year.” The doctor that fixed my shattered arm that I got as a passenger of a car accident my Senior year in high school. I got 5th that year at State.

“I love you sis! You’re my hero!” My brother, Brian Bashinski, after I got 8th at the NCAA Nationals Cross Country race. This is coming from someone that saved a woman from being raped at knife point.

“I look forward to toeing the line with you in the future on race day!” Kara Goucher in her letter I received through the help of Jenni & Janet Westphal as part of a surprise.

“You don’t have to be asleep to dream.” Coach Joe Vigil in his phone conversation with me about goals.

“There is always somebody better than you.” Dave Schoepke, high school coach, in teaching me about being humble and making sure I put in the work to be the best I can be when race day arrives.
“Go East Go” on the front side of my dad’s t-shirt and “Run Sarah Run” on the back side. He would wear this to all of my races. Supporting your team and doing well for yourself were equally important.

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3/27/2011 9:30:14 PM

From “Houston We Have a Problem” to “Walking On Sunshine” in Jacksonville, FL

Let’s face it…Houston was a figurative car crash for me. According to all my workouts I had done (even though I had only been able to have 12 solid weeks of running since my hip stress fracture), I thought I was really ready for something great. My body told my mind I was destined for something great. My mind took over and got a bit greedy. I expected something awesome to happen. I told myself I deserved something awesome to happen. Well, that’s where it all started to go wrong. I can’t expect anything and I most certainly shouldn’t feel like I deserve a performance before the gun goes off. Great things happen when you least expect it. And to focus on the end result instead of living within and appreciating the moment sets you up for disappointment. Needless to say, as soon as the gun went off, I was hit by a figurative car coming in the opposite direction and didn’t even heed any warnings that it might happen. My body couldn’t go. My mind was in shock from the small elite field leaving me within 2 minutes off the start and being dead last. And it just kept snowballing. I couldn’t turn it around. The course wasn’t too my liking at all and my water bottle was nearly glued to the 10k table like someone was playing a cruel joke on me and I really wanted to drop out. Simply put, it just wasn’t my day. The only positive thought keeping me hanging on by a thread was to shut down the burners and cruise it in because this was the Olympic Trials course. To hell if I was going to drop out of this race and deal with that skeleton in my closet for an entire year.

            I got home from Houston and was numb. I skype with a sports psychiatrist on occasion (especially since my stress fracture-I realized my head needs a good cleaning from time to time!), Dr. Michael Lardon. After giving my body a bit of a rest since I felt like I ran a marathon and not a half…things started to click. I stopped throwing the internal temper tantrum and snapped out of the thought “..but I DESERVED this.”! And I didn’t define my value as a runner by one race outcome. I re-evaluated things I needed to do differently for the next race.

            Going into Jacksonville, I wanted to make it the least stressful experience possible. And honestly, it was tempting to fall back into negative thinking. Let’s be real…last year I had a horrible race. The weather was warm and humid. However, this year it was actually supposed to be cool (40 degrees at the start) and I was determined to show the course it hadn’t gotten the best of me last year. I kept my nose to the grindstone after Houston. I became quiet. I didn’t talk about the race on Facebook. Some family and friends didn’t even know I was in Jacksonville! I gave out conservative and practical goal times to others, but in my heart, I knew I was capable of more. I had coffee before the race (I always do before workouts, but never races), I took the second ferry over to the start instead of the first (I didn’t want to sit in the tent and stare into space and dwell on nervous thoughts), I wore a different uniform and compression socks. I was doing a lot of things differently today. Not that I would recommend this to others, but I needed a change. I needed to relax and I was making decisions to do just that. I opted out of the women’s elite start. I wanted to be a “hunter instead of the hunted.” They started 6 min ahead of the men/general field. I lined up right behind the first 2 rows of men. Once the gun went off, my body just wanted to go. I went through the first mile 5 sec faster than normal…then each mile split I was consistently more and more ahead of the game plan. I didn’t ever dare look down at my watch. I didn’t want to freak out because I was already dealing with a little voice in my head that questioned, “What’s going on here? You’re way ahead. Can you really hold this pace for a 15k?” But I told that voice to shut up. I turned off my thoughts and just let my body do what it wanted to do. For the first time, I truly trusted what it wanted to do. I simply enjoyed the ride. I felt like I was the jockey on a horse that had been kept in the barn for way too long. It just wanted to run. Who was I to prevent my body from doing what it has loved to do for so long? I remember passing a guy at the 5k mark and he asked, “Was that the 5k?” I said, “Yeah.” As I passed him, he said, “You’re the man.” Once I actually comprehended what he said, I let out a huge laugh and had a huge grin on my face. I could tell that this was going to be the race I had been waiting to have for a very long time.

            It was so much fun racing the Gate River Run. It taught me that I am doing a lot of great things within my training and that I truly should trust my body and not listen so hard to my mind or the negativity that creeps in from time to time! Setting a personal record that day really was a turning point emotionally and physically. I CAN do this. I AM doing this. I WILL do this. Next stop…Boston!

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