Ouch!

I mentioned in my Lake Powell post that there was one thing, only one thing that threw the trip off. On the last day we were playing a bit before we had to pack up and get everything ready to leave.

(I know you love the goggles)

I took one last ski (I wasn't going to) and at the very end as I was starting to come back to camp, I thought it would be really awesome to pull a 360, flip, jump kind of move. Well I landed everything and then I lost control and biffed it! I know surprising right? Okay, I really didn't do the 360, flip, jump move, I just biffed it because I am not so great at it.

Anyway, as I went down I REALLY pulled or tore, or whatever...my hamstring. It killed! Literally killed! The only time I can think I was in this much pain was when I was in labor before I had a epidural. It hurt so bad. I was dragged back on the knee board because I could not even move my leg without serious pain. The men lifted me somehow into the house boat and I spent a hour or so laying there crying, moaning and whining, I know I am a baby. After the medication and a little bit of the ice kicked in, I was able to hobble around and help clean up. It made it a real tough clean up!

A couple of days after the injury my bruising started, this is what it looked like...

Pretty nasty huh? This picture doesn't really even do it justice. The picture is the whole back of my thigh, bruises up and down it. I am actually really proud of it, it is quite the war wound I would say. I think I may frame it and hang it in my family room, not really.

So this whole thing really sucks because I have been working my butt off in training for this...

and as of right now, there is no way I could run it. I am super sad. Really sad. I was so ready to run and felt so prepared until this happened. So unless there is some huge miracle that I completely recover and can run/walk without pain I may just give it a try (I am still hoping for that miracle) it won't be my PR that is for sure, but at least the training didn't go to waste, right?

Anyway, that was the bummer end to the super AMAZING trip!

I made it!

I ran the Salt Lake Marathon this past Saturday and I am so glad it is done with. I really don't like that marathon, it is full of hills (at least I thought so). I ran it 3 years ago and I really didn't like it then and I thought I would give it another try and I liked it a little better, but not too much. It did help that I wasn't running in 80 degrees weather this time. I guess after you run the St. George you kind of get spoiled. I loved the St. George! The course was great and the training went great. The training for this one was pretty ridiculous. When we were running it was FREEZING cold or raining, sometimes snowing. We got a lot of our long runs in, but the shorter runs during the week were pretty much not happening. But I did it, and I actually am very glad I did do it.

( My friend Rach brought this by to me the night before. She is amazing and so thoughtful. This cookie was delicious! I saved it so I could devour it right when I got home. That I did. I got so many calls of "good luck" I really appreciate everyone that supported me.)

Collin took us to the starting line that morning. Holly and Charlie had our kids so we didn't have to worry about them. Thank you so much, it was so great not having them with us. We really appreciate it. The race started at the Legacy Bridge up at the U of U and right by Primary Children's. It was a perfect day. The temperature was awesome and there wasn't too much wind until mile 18 and then it kicked in and it was pretty strong.

Collin, Kelly & Mat (Collin's sister & husband) & Justin (Lou lou's husband) were there at mile 8 (about 2000 east and 3300 south) cheering me on. It was so good to know that at mile 8 I would see them. It just kind of pushes you a little bit. Kelly and Mat were so great to be there, it was so much fun to see them.

They then met up with me at mile 15 (about 5500 S and VanWinkle). I was still feeling pretty good at that point. I was tired, and didn't feel the strongest, but I was doing okay.

At mile 18 I started crashing. Not with endurance but my leg started acting up. It got to the point that each time I would lift my leg I would get this shooting pain up my leg to my hip flexors (I think that may be the correct term???) it killed. I then started to slow down a lot. I had to walk about every 1/2 mile just to stop the pain. Anyway, it wasn't fun but I had to finish or find someone with a cell phone and call Collin to come pick me up:)

I made it! And I am so happy I did. I was pretty happy with my time, I did better than my first Salt Lake and that is what I wanted, just to do better. And the best part is that I had so many friends and family there at the end cheering me on. It really means so much to me to have people there to support me. I am really so blessed to have such great family and friends. I love you all. Thanks for taking the time out of your Saturday to be there and thanks Holly and Charlie for taking your Friday night and Saturday to watch the kids. It means SO much to us. They had a blast. Thank you, thank you!

St. George here I come!

I am so excited!! Last night I found out that I made it into the lottery of the St. George Marathon. I have wanted to do this marathon for such a long time. I have been nervous all this week just to know if I made it or not, and I did! So Lou lou, let the training begin, we are in!!

Salt Lake City Marathon

On Saturday we ventured downtown to see the Salt Lake City Marathon runners come over the finish line. We were able to cheer my sister-in-law Alisha on as she did the 1/2 marathon. Go Alisha!! You did GREAT!

I think it is such an awesome experience to see these runners accomplish something that they have spent a lot of time prepping for. There is a lot of work that goes into running a 1/2 or a full marathon. A lot of time and energy. But the feeling that you get when you made it to the finish line is awesome and something that you wouldn't trade for anything (at least I wouldn't). I still remember my first marathon (and I thought it would be my last...it was a killer!) it was the Salt Lake Marathon 2 years ago. It was the year they changed it to June, and it was sooooo HOT! I think it was at mile 7 that I got heat stroke and thought I was going to pass out. Just thinking that Collin would be at every 5 mile stop cheering me on, helped me get through it. But coming down the shoot was the best feeling. You have crowds of family, friends and people you don't know cheering you on...it is such a great feeling and one that I won't forget.

If you have ever had the itsy, bitsy, desire of wanting to run a marathon, I suggest you take some action and do it! You won't regret it!Corey and Matix waiting for "Mommy" to come
She made it!

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Peiton we missed you! Thanks Holly and Charlie for watching her, it made it easier to enjoy!