Before I tell you about the grueling 13.1 miles that Todd and I ran last month, I'd like to apologize for being so extremely M.I.A. You see... this summer term I took English 312- Persuasive Writing. This class fulfilled my very last GE of advanced writing. I can't even explain how relieved I am to have every single GE completed... it makes graduation in April seem so much more realistic!
Surprisingly though, the class really wasn't that bad. I mean... ya we were scheduled to me three times a week for two hours each, and maybe there was a paper due almost every time, and maybe I spent like days and days on my final project... but we always got out of class 30 minutes to an hour early, and my professor cancelled about 9 of the 22 class periods, and I got to write that forever long final paper about whatever I wanted! So all in all it was a great class and I learned a lot... there was just lots of writing meaning I certainly didn't have time to blog. Sorry! I mean, it's not like you're heart broken or anything, haha. Anyways... I turned in my final project yesterday (a 30 page pamphlet about promoting healthy advertising in schools) and it barely fit under the door! I haven't decided if that's a good thing yet but I'll find out soon enough.
So now that I have time for you people again there is a lot to catch up on! Especially since July was definitely our party month... minus the half-marathon part 'cause that's not nearly as fun as a good raisin'n'rice pudding party.

I've been wanting to run a half-marathon for years now. Ever since I started cross country my sophomore year of high school I have developed a love for running. [I've also developed a hate... no...
dislike for running depending on the time of day, temperature outside, and what I had for dinner. But we won't go into that.] Gaining this appreciation for running wasn't easy though. I remember my first day of practice. It was a summer morning before school started and I had a friend or two on the team. We practiced [or at least
started practice] at one of my rival junior highs and basically the coach, Belcher, would put us in groups and assign us times. He sent me on a run with the "slow group" and we ran 12 out. Basically that means we ran in one direction for 12 minutes then turned around and ran back. The faster varsity runners were sent on "30" and "40" runs... I barely made it the first 12 minutes. I seriously thought my calves were going to rip off my legs. After that practice I continued to run with the slow group and I never made it to varsity... heck I never even broke my 24 minute PR. But I didn't care, I had friends, I was in shape, and I developed endurance like I didn't know was possible. After the first season or so my calves stopped hurting for the first couple miles and I was able to really run... and keep running until my body was out of those important energy building nutrients. With this endurance I realized I could run much more than a 5k. So every summer since I have made training schedules for myself and I've
planned on running a half-marathon. It wasn't until this summer that I finally did it! ... and I dragged Todd along in the process.

Pretty much we had a date in mind that we wanted to be ready by [July 16th which changed to the 9th when we somehow got ahead of schedule] and so we started running more and more each Saturday morning. Not the most professional approach but I'm sure it was just fine for our first attempt. Basically we would get up Saturday morning and Todd would go volunteer at the MTC while I did homework... or slept in... and when he got back we'd get our running stuff on, plan out a run on
mapmyrun.com, and head out. At the beginning our "shorter run" [6ish miles] was out towards Springville and back... not my favorite 'cause the road was pretty busy... and maybe I tripped and fell on my face. Oh well. The runs gradually got longer and we started to get farther and farther away from home. For two Saturdays we ran out to the Timpanogos High School area and back. For the longest runs, though, we had to get pretty creative. The Provo River Trail proved very useful for the longer these. The longest run we did was a weekend or so before the 13.1 miles. We jumped onto said trail off of 800 N and ran all the way to Utah Lake! I was pretty excited about that one... especially since we had to hop a few fences and cross a railroad track or two to make it back. Don't tell my mother. But even more impressive was the actual half-marathon, the run of all runs, the big kahuna... at least in my sphere. We made a big loop and ran all the way to the mouth of Provo Canyon! We came back on the Provo River Trail and got off continuing down town past Pioneer Park and the Tabernacle. Woah... what a run! I definitely had to use all the endurance that I could to get through the whole thing. I found out that at about 12.5 miles is when those energy building nutrients really start to give up... I'll have to do some more serious training if I want to ever get significantly past 13.1.
At the end we didn't get any cool shirts, or breakfast, or massages... but we did hit up McDonald's! Haha don't worry, I got a Powerade [and Todd got a chocolate shake]. Classy, huh? I also retired my running shoes... they were giving me too many blisters and there were a few holes that my little toes liked to get caught in. Luckily Big5 was having a sale so I got these lovelies for a good $50. They should last me a year or two... at least they better!
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| Did you notice I have a thing for Saucony's? |
Since the big run we have taken it pretty easy and have gone on a number of fun vacations with family. Don't worry, we went on hikes and stuff so we wouldn't get too lazy.
And now we have about 2.5 weeks until fall semester starts. Todd still has his internship but I am home[work] free so we'll be able to run as much as we want!
p.s. I should explain why we named the marathon "Barry's Drive-In Supa Mega Half-Marathon." To be honest I don't remember the humor behind it... but last summer when Todd and I started dating [woah so like 16ish months ago] we went out to Spanish Fork to get lunch. It was in the middle of finals and Todd had just finished his cleaning check 'cause he was moving up the mountain. We pretty much got the greasiest burgers we could order at Barry's Drive-In and ate them on the grass across the street. It was lots of fun and I'm sure we decided it would take a half-marathon to burn off what we had just eaten... or something like that. So we decided to run one. And surprise surprise we didn't end up doing it until this summer, over a year later. It would have been even classier to skip McDonald's and go back for another greasy burger... but our day was packed and a trip to Spanish Fork didn't quite fit in the agenda. Aaaaand that's roughly the story. (: