Sweaty Sunday - Flying Pig Marathon

Today, I ran my first, full marathon.


How did I do against the goals I shared in February?

1. Finish – check!
2. Run 11 minute miles – a bit slower…more like 12 minute miles
3. Feel good when I’m done – I’d say the pictures speak for themselves!



A behind the scenes look at the jump shoot:


I can jump, but I can’t walk.


Photos from the race:


Thank you to my friends for their support before and during the race! A special thanks to Abby and Tony for watching me finish and Colette for accompanying Beefy on race day. An extra, extra special thanks to Beefy for supporting me during my training and spending his second rainy Pig bouncing around the race course to cheer me on.

My next fitness goal is to run a half marathon in less than 2 hours…maybe even 1 hour 57 minutes. After I recover from this run, I’ll start speed drills, plyometrics, and strength training. I will discontinue regular Sweaty Sunday posts, but I will definitely still be sweating!


Photos by Beefy Muchacho

Sweaty Sunday - 7 miles

I had to cut today’s run short. I was scheduled to run 13.1, but stopped after seven miles. A tendon in my right ankle has been achy since my 20 mile run and flared up again today. I decided it was best to give it a break (especially considering I had a matinee performance this afternoon).


Once the dancing started, I was glad I had stopped the run early. Still, hopping and skipping on my right leg was not fun during the show. I sucked it up, though, for our final performance of Annie Get Your Gun.


The mileage shortage shouldn’t affect my preparation for the marathon. After the 20-miler, one of my coaches told me, “You’re trained!” Now I just have to take care of myself for the final two weeks.


Photos by Beefy Muchacho

Sweaty Saturday - 20 miles

Today’s run was the peak of my marathon training schedule: a 20 mile run.



I ran on a Saturday (instead of my usual Sunday) in order to join a few local teams for the long run. Thanks to our sponsors, we had porta-potties, water, and support along the route. Still, Beefy drove my own personal sag wagon and filled my water bottle every 6 miles. I wish he could accompany on the actual marathon.

I’m not gonna lie…the run was tough. I was tired from performing the night before in Annie Get Your Gun. The run started from Lunken Airport at the ungodly hour of 7 a.m. After 18 miles, I saw Beefy and told him that I didn’t know it was possible to run until you were actually sleepy. Still, I managed to move my leaden legs to the finish line and even perform a few half-hearted jumps.

Now I start to taper in preparation for the big race on May 1st.


Photos by Beefy Muchacho