Wog This Way

Wogging My Way To a Healthier Me

Fear of the Unknown Race Course

 

I have a half marathon in nine days. My training has been lacking, mostly because oh my extremely tight calves, and doctors orders to reduce high intensity exercise. I know that I can complete 13.1 miles, it is in me and I will.

The thing that screws with me about Fueled By Fine Wine is that they change the course every year. It takes place during a hot time of year (that is subjective since I live in Oregon), partially in vineyard and partially on asphalt, and is uphill for very long stretches. When you can mentally see yourself on a course, it takes one more stress out of it all. Now, yes they publish the course, but it is convenient to go run it ahead of time, I have drive pieces of it. It is different than imagining the course under your feet, this is one of the ways I take away the stress before a race. So, Fueled by Fine Wine really screws with my pre-race anti-anxiety precautions, but luckily not my enjoyment of wogging a half marathon.

Do you have a pre-race ritual?

 

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Way Delayed Rock N Roll Portland Half Marathon Recap

It was a chilly morning May 19th, but the rain was saying 20%. Fingers crossed it would be a dry one. This year I planned to park near the end, as last year I got an extra couple miles in post finish line. As a blister and tight calf victim, this is never fun after the finish. My mom, Suzie (my personal trainer), and I took some photos of ourselves to capture the neon glory we were sporting. 

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Digging my KT Tape – Day 2

We walked our way to the start line, to find that this year they were keeping the corrals closed to closer to race start. So, we had some time to people watch, glare at the sky when it tried to sprinkle on us.
Not this year Portland!! Keep your rain drops up there!!
We also become the official photographers favorite, “Can I take your photo?.” we had at least six taken before the race started. What can I say the running skirts I sewed last night were TOTALLY worth it!
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Waiting in Corral 22

Made the last minute porta-potty run, and hike to Coral 22, it was time to go. Okaaay so that’s what the people in corral #1 think, but us in Coral 22 we spend about 30min slowly inching our way to the front. This year the route was changed, so we had the dreaded Naito Parkway out and back. It’s boring, depressing, dreary, and there is nothing like thinking wee mile three DONE! As the winner comes cruising in the other side…wind taken out sails momentarily.

One the things I do love about this race is the music, just when you’re kinda feeling ho hum, slowing your pace, it boosts you along. Although the bands that kick into a slam jam, ballad song really do chap my hide. REALLY?! Now I know I’m slower it doesn’t mean I need a funeral march playing for me! 

We wove through Portland dry, climbed up the long reaching hill of Hawthorne and had a blast the entire time. There is a highly flattering montage a race photog took of me jamming to a reggae band at a stop light. I had a 9 mile slump, that had the pain in my feet making me question my sanity for about a mile. Mom and Suzie just kept pepping me back up, and we bantered our way back to a good place. Next thing you know I was recognizing the last few miles of the course and the adrenaline was going. In the last half mile the music is blaring and it’s time to run like a Kenyan for the finish line. 

Great day to finish another 13.1 and complete marathon weekend. We took part in the bananas, water, bagels, Michalob Lite beer, and FREE WHEATIES!! Benefit of being towards the end the vendors not wanting to pack home lots of extras. Wheaties happens to be my brother’s favorite cereal!

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Suzie celebrating with PLENTY of CARBS!!

Will I do it again? YES! Signed up for 2014 at the expo, with my neon bells on!


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Build Me Up Buttercup!

One of the things I am very lucky to have is support. My family is super supportive of my passion for fitness, losing weight, and my fanatical love of half marathons.

My mom has accompanied me on every half marathon (even when I put her in matching costumes) and personal training session. My husband has been supportive of all my training, helping roll out my muscles, and he has embraced our changed diet.

In the early years of me trying to change, I had toxic friends around me. I know I was the “fat friend.” The one they always thought well at least I’m not THAT big.  Unfortunately, it took too long to realize they weren’t ever going to get on board with me changing. They were the people who insisted you needed to eat ice cream, cake, and candy because they wanted to. When I got them out of my life, it was amazing how much easier it was for me to workout and stick to my plan.

I believe a great support system is one of those keys to successful weight loss. If you feel everyone is constantly trying to sabotage you, or talk you out of the workout, it’s going to be harder to succeed.

This is my mom and I after out latest half marathon, Hop Hop Half, it was Easter themed and had brunch with mimosas at the end. The skirts and hats were made by me, the sassy coordinating tops bought at the fabu Target!

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After the Hop Hop Half Marathon – March 24, 2013

Who is your biggest supporter?

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First Post on Wog This Way!

Hello Out There

My name is Kimbery, and I am another person traversing the Candyland board of weight loss and fitness. It’s been life changing for me, and I’d love to share what I’ve learned, and continue to learn on the way.

To explain the title of this site, it’s a term I use for my mash up of walking and jogging. While I dream of running fast like Kara Goucher, it hasn’t happened yet. That’s okay with me I wog along, happy to be moving. Although occasionally I do sprint for the finish line of a half marathon, it’s my Olympic moment in my mind.

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Let me know are you a walker, runner, or wogger? 

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