ultra

Running

Sweat, Laughter & Pizza Rolls

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On March 28th I started my first run club with Salomon. I got a job as Community Marketing Manager for the PNW and since then, my life has turned into one happy pizza-roll eating party.

Before I got this position I was slanging shirts for Choose Mountains and dreaming about creating a run club. I was already wearing Salomon vests, shoes and was an ambassador. When I heard they were expanding to the northwest and needed someone to do community events, it only seemed right to jump on that.

Boy, has it just filled my heart. I now have an opportunity to create a run club that I have always wanted but I get to share my favorite brand by letting others demo the shoes for our run.

Naturally by nature I am shy. I feel like when I’m in a position to lead, I can show up fully and be my best self but if I’m not the lead, I will always let others take over most conversations so I was nervous at first. On my first day, 25 people showed up and I was like “shit, this is amazing!!!”. Since then it’s been a big party. Everyone that shows up I now consider a friend and they make my job easy.

I’ve seen people who have never run before show up. I have seen people get faster and faster over time. I’ve also seen someone fall and have a bad ankle sprain and everyone come together to help get her safely off the mountain. More than anything I see people come together and forget whatever’s going on outside of the evening together. I slang 90’s mom snacks from my mom van after every run (pizza rolls, pop tarts, watermelon and drinks) and everyone just belongs. 

I haven’t been updating this blog at all, but know I’ve been busy making friends and watching this community grow. If you have fear when wondering if you should come or not, just show up. Don’t worry about anything because we all have a place on the mountain and keep coming back and watch how fast you start to feel more comfortable.

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If you want to join, we meet on Thursdays at 6pm usually at a Trailhead around Tiger Mountain in Issaquah— here is the link to our fb group that has specific events:

Salomon Run Club Page

I promise you will have fun! Buttttttt you must show up with an open heart!

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Running

Finishing My First Ultramarathon

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I didn’t write a post directly following my race. So here I am now, sitting in an airport getting ready to meet my boyfriend in Sunriver, Oregon and figured this is a great opportunity for a follow up.

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I can’t believe despite my injury, I finished that race. I felt like it went as perfect as it could have gone. The first 20 miles were pretty relaxing and I kept a pace that would allow me to save my energy and ENJOY the race in its entirety. As you know from the previous post, I chose the Deception Pass 50k through Rainshadow Running. There was only 4500 ft of gain which was nice to keep it runnable  and not toooooo much up and downhill which  benefited me since having that knee problem. I stayed with Becca for the ENTIRE race as well. That was really the best part. Sometimes we’d talk for awhile, made some friends around us, other times we ran in silence trying to keep our groove and mind right.  

My boyfriend drove Becca and I which allowed us to tear up watching “How to run 100 miles” for the millionth time on the car ride down. That is my goal. I would love to run 100 miles someday. When I first got sober I was obsessed with Scott Jurek, Rich Roll and Dean Karnazes. I read books about ultrarunning continuously before I even fathomed the idea of running more than 10 miles. 10 miles was a lot for me in 2013. In my mind, an ultra was IMPOSSIBLE. In 2013 I would run every single day. It was usually only 3-7 miles but I did it. I didn’t know about headlamps or reflective gear and I found myself only running in the dark. See- I was a party animal so when I stopped drinking and doing drugs I found myself restless in the evenings. Evenings were usually my time to party with people I barely knew and now I was left alone. I cut everyone out to stay healthy. With no friends and restless evenings - I found myself running after the sun went down, fired up by adrenaline and loving every moment of it. I would listen to all those books via audiobook so that I didn’t have time to think about anything else on a run and keeping me forever inspired. I think addicts make great atheletes because if we stop the very thing that we loved most (destroying our bodies with drugs/alc.) then we have to channel all that addictive energy somewhere. So that’s what I did. I ran. All I could think about was running. I’m not the fastest and I didn’t care how long I ran, I just know that I always felt better after it was completed.

in 2015 I stopped running because I started mountaineering and everyone in the course kept telling me to stop because running hurts your knees and it would ruin climbing so I just followed directions. I climbed a couple volcanoes that year and realized that I hate carrying 45 pounds on my back and moving slowly. Climbing never got my heart rate up and I found myself constantly hating the process of training. When I would climb with the group I would just tell myself to go one step at a time and think about the runners I’d read about. I would think ‘if they can run for a hundred miles, I can walk up this goddamn mountain’ :) the climbing happened, it was fun to get summits, eventually I started rock climbing and that was fun too. None of this lit me up inside the way running did. I used to think that damn, I could run this mountain and get some of these summits in a day with a lighter pack. It would be the best- no camping, no heavy gear, no freezing to death, and I would enjoy this more. 

I left that group two years later and since then, the thing that fills my life with joy is to go light and fast(faster than walking at least:) 

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Our 50k was a blast, the last 10 miles hurt. My knee started acting up around mile 20 and I just slowed my pace. I started to count my steps when my mind wouldn’t stop rolling, eventually I got back into the groove of things. When we both passed 26.2 we cheered for ourselves in excitement since we’ve never even ran a marathon before. The last two miles of the race felt as long as the first 20 but knew how excited we were to almost be done. Derek met us at an aid station that we passed a few times and along with the finish line which made my whole day.

Finishing the race was the best feeling in the world and man my knee hurt. I accomplished my goal of a 31 mile race while I’m 31 years old. Within one week, Becca and I signed up for the Sun Mountain 50 miler this coming May. It was a personal accomplishment since I first got sober.  I realize now that I am capable of going farther. Capable of anything as long as I keep enjoying the journey.

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Running

Tomorrow is My First 50k!

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Or will it be? HA I’ve been dealing with patellar tendinitis and can tell there are some hidden gems of unknown pain hiding throughout the solar system of my left knee. it’s funny how this happens. Last summer a few weeks before my first trail marathon, I severely sprained my ankle getting groceries out of the car that were supposed to be my groceries for climbing El Dorado Peak the following day (also a mountain I still have yet to climb).

i can have a super great healthy year and always, right before the race, I get injured. People tell me that I shouldn’t be running injured and blah blah blah but I’m sort of in a state right now of: “If I can run, I’ll try”. I can run — I just know that after tomorrow I’ll need to pull back and get more serious.

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In the last couple months I’ve seen massage therapists, a PT, my chiropractor, as well as trying cryotherapy, buying a buff gun thingy....and have been using band work to strengthen the knee. It’s all hit or miss and sometimes I feel okay but if there is a hill going up or down, game over.

What a great deal that 31 miles only has 4400 ft of gain tomorrow? I’m just hoping to finish. I’m just hoping to make it before cutoff....but if I need to drop out tomorrow, I will.

It’s no big deal.

I run because I love to run. When I’m healthy, I find myself signing up for all these races because I’m feeling good and then when the time comes down to it, I wonder why I do this so often.

But one thing about me is that I never give up. It’s almost best that I don’t care what happens tomorrow because for me, when I stop having expectations - I have more fun. I’m a creature of strong anxiety before ANYTHING that I do. My friends know not to even talk to me about a race or climb a week before we do something because they already know how bad my anxiety gets me. Before I climbed Adams this past summer I was telling them that I’d never climb again and that it’s not for me. I’m silly.  

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So here’s a blog to tell you hi! I’m attempting my first 50k tomorrow and I give no fucks and grateful to just show up and do what I love. The cool thing is that I’m not here to impress anyone - I’m not here to prove I can do this, I already know that I can. Let’s see if my body will let me:) 

(side note: I forgot to say that it’s the Deception pass 50k here in Washington)

Running

31 Miles, 31 Years of Life

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As I wrote that title, I literally said "Am I 31?" out loud alone at home on my couch just now. I mean is this what happens? You start to forget your age? I can't believe I just said that out loud and had to ask myself what my age was. I think since I've turned 30 I stopped thinking about my age. The time is also flying by so fast and I can't keep track of anything. 

Anyway what that title means is that I want to run 31 miles in a day by my next birthday coming this January. It feels so nice to sit down and write here again. With all the social media buzzing around, sometimes just writing more than a fucking paragraph feels like way too much work but I have to remember that anyone who is reading this actually wants to read about whatever it is I'm doing. If they didn't care - they wouldn't be here. If no one reads this, then that still doesn't matter as well! I think I just miss the days where i literally blogged twice, sometimes three times a week for 7 years. I can't believe I had that old blog forever. But like diaries, the moment I feel that an era has passed, I throw the diary away aka delete my old websites. 

I end up writing with too much detail that I look back and it feels embarrassing. 

In my last era of true blogging I wrote about running. It was 5 years ago and I was just starting to run. I recently got sober in July of 2013 and had a lot of thoughts, feelings I wasn't used to, and energy to expel. It truly changed me. In 2015 I joined a mountaineering group and stopped running as much because I was told that it would injure me for climbing. I was in a place where I just followed directions and thought ok sure, no more running. Training for climbing season was dreadful. I would spend that year carrying weight going up the same steep hikes over and over usually around North Bend. I climbed Baker and Rainier and that was great and all. Then a couple years ago I stopped training. I stopped climbing for the most part, and I started going on the fun hikes with beautiful views that I loved so much. I started becoming obsessed with packing lighter. Basically anything to get me as far away from mountaineering as possible. I started trading my hiking boots for trail runners. I got the vest, my bare essentials, and started running the flats and the downhills. 

This is still basically my life today and that's the happiest I've ever been. I remember the first couple years of sobriety was easy for me because I literally had no friends from having to cut out all the drunkies from my life....so I ran as much as I could and had nothing stopping me. I'm in a similar place today - except today I surround myself with other runners to push in the direction of my dream.

 

When I first got sober I read the book called Eat & Run by Scott Jurek and it was the sole reason for buying a pair of running shoes. When I used to climb, I would think about ultra runners stories and I would tell myself "Tiare people can run 100 miles in a day....you can walk up this mountain slowly while tied up to your friends". I could climb anything knowing that there were runners running miles that seemed absolutely impossible for me.

Some people here in Washington look at Rainier everyday and say to themselves, "Someday I'm going to climb that mountain."

For me: "Someday I am going to run an ultra."

 

That has literally always been my dream. I could always see Rainier as possible, I could see anything as possible.....but when it came to long distance running, I was backed in a corner thinking "not me. that is impossible for meeeeee,"

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So I'm 31 today and today I'm looking at this as POSSIBLE.

It makes my heart burst.

Nothing makes me more excited. I am not fast, I also don't care where I place or how long anything ever takes, but I do have passion and that is enough for me. 

This December 8th I signed up for my first 50k - the Deception Pass 50k and holy smokes I'm so excited. It will be one of the easier 50k's so that is why I chose it as my first. The area is absolutely beautiful and I will try to share my journey along the way, or you can follow me on my Instagram = @tiarevincent

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Running, Photo Journal

You Better Step into this Moment

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This morning the alarm went off nice and late at 8am and I was excited because I knew I was running with my friend Becca today. Becca is probably one of the only people that can run at my same pace and have a full blown conversation with me for the entire run. I love that. She mostly runs on the treadmill and she wasn't sure about how her miles would translate outside so we decided to do a super chill run from Olallie State Park to Rattlesnake Lake. It ended up being about 6.4 miles or so. This is my 3rd day this week getting back into my running routine. I looked at my calendar and realized that I potentially have a full marathon in Bend, Oregon on April 22nd so training starts on February 5th. 

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I also have a trail running/yoga retreat with Run Like a Girl in March so I am really trying to get back into the routine of things. Today was AMAZING. It's so nice to be able to run again without pain (for those of you who follow me on Instagram, you're probably sick of my broken record happiness for this) but its true. I am head over heels in love with my healthy body right now. It's funny how we can take our health for granted. The second I get sick, I believe it's the end of the world and I will never feel healthy again...until you feel better and forget your random mini depression.. haha. I sprained my ankle this past summer and that to was another milestone to get through.

So we ran...she felt good, I felt good, and we honestly could've kept going but we thought that was enough for today. The rain was pouring on us for half the run and usually I'm not into that at all, but today was perfect. Directly after the run I had opened Facebook and one of my favorite people (Kerry Murphy) had a status update that was one of those mind-blowing truth bombs.

She said this:

“War be onto you if you're going into another year and wasting another year with the old mentality.
Somebody’s in the hospital begging God for the opportunity that you have right now.

You better step into this moment.”

 

Ummm...how perfect is that? How often do we forget how freaking good we have it? Even if your life, at this moment is not the way you want it....remember that there are others that are praying for the opportunity you have right now. So much truth to this. You have to ask yourself if you are really taking advantage of the gift you have at this moment. Too often - i see the opposite. I see people bitching. I see people wishing their lives were better then they are. I see a lack of gratitude for the simplicity that can be achieved once expectations are at bay. Running for me has always been a huge part of my gratitude list. I have heard that the one way to get out of depression is to focus on all the things you have to be grateful for. When you focus on the things you're grateful for, it takes away from the negative thoughts of "never enough". Anyway! short little blog for today but I wanted to share Kerry's quote and a few pictures from the trail today.

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