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The Pistol Vendetta

It was cold in Alcoa, Tennessee that January day. Really cold for a Georgia girl; fourteen degrees to be exact. I was bundled up tightly in my heavy WeatherEdge jacket, old thermal gloves, and layers of sweats, but nothing could ease the bite of the windchill. I pulled my jacket up a little higher over my mouth, and I breathed in and out to feel some kind of warmth…Man, it’s freezing.

I glanced over at my husband, Dan, who was staring back at me….Thumbs up… a reminder that being cold was the least of my worries that day. I was standing outside of a local middle school, under a huge banner, surrounded by people of all shapes and sizes with one common goal— to finish an ultra. The Pistol Ultra. And the gun was about to signal the start of another 100 mile journey for me. Another life lesson I would never forget… Continue reading “The Pistol Vendetta”

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Stubborn Ankles

Hands in the leaves, briers scraping my arms, tears streaming down my sweaty face: “I just gotta get to the road.” The scene was all too familiar. Here I was, broken yet again, alone as usual, and crawling through the woods on hands and knees. Completely taken out by one tiny root, and one tiny ankle. Continue reading “Stubborn Ankles”

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It Doesn’t Count Unless

Do you run?

Awesome!!!

Want to make sure you REALLY run?

Well honestly, your sweat, endorphin flow, and great mood really aren’t enough evidence. There are some critical steps you must take to ensure your run credibility and legitimacy.

See below…

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I Don’t Want To Run This Marathon

So after my crazy emotional breakdown at Ancient Oaks 100, I switched my ultramarathon focus to something a little more intimidating for me: running a fast marathon. I chose the Knoxville Marathon as my cardio killer of choice, and the ensuing training has nearly killed me in more ways than one. Being a carefree fun loving ultrarunner, I almost forgot about all of the breakdowns I get when I train hard for something. Almost… until last Saturday.

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The Day of Reckoning

Okay… if you google “The Day of Reckoning” you get this…

The Day of Reckoning:
“A time when one’s past mistakes or misdeeds catch up with one.”
“A day at the end of time following armageddon when God will decree the fates of all individual human.”

…annnd this post has absolutely nothing to do with any of that…Now you know.

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Under Ancient Oaks

It’s hard for me to believe that it was two and a half years ago when I ran my first ultra race: Strolling Jim 40 Mile Run. I was bound and determined to prove to myself, my family, my friends..anybody and everybody.. that I could turn my once drug addicted self into someone inspirational. Someone worthwhile.  Continue reading “Under Ancient Oaks”

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You can’t judge a book by its cover!

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One important thing I’ve learned while living my life as a blonde: People judge. They assume, guess, and conclude- all without knowing a person at all. Continue reading “You can’t judge a book by its cover!”

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A Quest for What’s Real

Today, as I was getting my hair done, ...rare, I know... my hair dresser, a close friend of mine, asked if I had heard from a certain old mutual acquaintance of ours that had lost touch with me. I told her I hadn’t, “I don’t keep up with anyone any more unless they’re a genuine close friend of mine.”

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Hey, Douchebag!

Don’t Say we are “Freakin’ Hot”!

Recently, during a conversation with some fellow ultra girls, the topic of the frequent intrusion of douchebag men in our daily running came up. As ultra chicks, we are approached by as many, if not more, loser men than the typical female. Maybe this is due to our similar levels of testosterone, or maybe its our short running shorts showcasing our killer legs. We don’t know. What we do know is that there are just some things you should never say to a woman. So if you’re a loser male specimen that tries to hit up the runner girl circles, listen up and take note to avoid getting a serious butt kicking. Continue reading “Hey, Douchebag!”

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Mellow Mushroom, Dragon Tattoos, & a Very Epic 26.2 Finish

So, I wrote a really awesome post a couple of days ago recapping the weekend. It was all about my intense love for the mountains and friends and life and what have you…..

……and then somehow it was completely deleted right before my eyes. Grrr. I wanted to punch someone in the face! For real. But the only person I could punch was myself, because I was the one that hit the delete button. Shame.

So, sorry ’bout your luck, but you now get the highly condensed version sans all of my estrogen laced, schizophrenic banter. Maybe that’s a good thing? I’m not even going to proofread this one. I apologize if it is incoherent, rambling, and overall just filled with absolute suckiness.

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