Mission Complete

I was finally able to check something off of my bucket list this past weekend.  For the past 5 years or so I have tried to get into a very fun 5k down in Delaware. It’s called the Dogfish Dash and it is held by Dogfish Head Brewery in Milton, DE.  Dogfish is very special to me and my husband. They have such an awesome selection of beers – probably some of our favorites and the brewery is about a mile up the road from where he grew up.  It has grown over the past 20 years into an amazing brewery that we try to visit as often as possible. And my basement has a beer room which is pretty much dedicated to all things Dogfish.

Well each year for the past 10 or so years they have held an awesome race called the Dogfish Dash.  I have tried over the years to get in but it sells out VERY fast.  One year I was in and just about to check out with my credit card and BOOM it was full. This was literally less than 10 minutes after the race opened up. Thankfully I didn’t get in that year because I ended up getting pregnant with Owen.  I could barely walk, let alone run a race.  Two other times I attempted but it was full within minutes even when they had two races a 5k and a 10k. I would never attempt the 10k but both always sold out faster than any concert that I have ever attempted to get tickets for.

This year was going to be different!  I could feel it. I still wasn’t training at all but I knew that I just wanted into this race.   I have always heard that it was a fun time and of course there’s BEER at the end of it.  Oh and I forgot to mention that the race was no longer a 5k, it was now an 8k.  That’s two extra miles people! AHHH but I was going to do it.  It helped that my new neighbors up the road were going to run in it in too.

As registration day approached I sat by my computer, probably with a highly fatty lunch and Coke Zero in hand, counting down to the moment registration opened up.  I was determined to get in this year, even though I was carrying a ton of extra weight and couldn’t run a 1/4 mile without feeling like my heart was going to pop out of my chest. Registration opened and I typed as fast I could filling in all of the personal, financial information and then finally after several glitches with their checkout process freezing, I did get my confirmation email! YEAH, I was in. I was probably more excited about getting in than running the race!!!!!!  I signed Joey up as well but after his terrible leg injury this summer, we knew he was just going to be my cheerleader (and designated beer drinker).

So now I was set! The race was months away and I had plenty of time to train, right? I did run a 5k in May called The Hair of the Dog at the Working Dog Winery.


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I struggled through that one.  Right away my leg cramped up, but I didn’t give up and I finished it. But I am not going to lie, it was rough. But I will do anything for wine. Notice a theme with my races? I only run towards alcohol, isn’t that the only thing worth running towards? Haha

So after the Working Dog 5k, I thought that if I just trained over the next few months then I would be okay at the Dash.  Well, life took over.  I spent the summer running kids all over the place for camps, Owen cried every time that I tried putting him in day care at the gym and honestly I just gave up and drank wine and ignored the fact that the race was quickly approaching. I figured at the very least, I would walk the race and just come in last. As long as I could beat the street sweepers that were going to pick up trash after the race, then I was still going to do it.

The kids finally went back to school. Owen too (I’ll blog about that soon). So I was able to go to the gym and train – I trained a solid 4 days (eeek).  Oh but I did give up wine and ate a lot healthier for a few weeks prior to the race so that was one good thing. I could run on a treadmill but the same leg pain that bothered me during the May 5k was killing me again.  I ran through it each day but I knew it was not going away before the race. I thought about giving up and not going through with it, but I knew that I would kick myself if I did that. I always tell the boys that they need to follow through with things, I couldn’t show them that it was okay to give up. Especially Ben, he knew that my leg hurt but was always there to offer support or bring me my ice pack when I needed it. I couldn’t let him down.

Well this past Saturday, we loaded the family up and headed down to Milton, Delaware to the race packet pickup at the Brewery! I will say that Dogfish Head really does put together a nice swag bag.  The t-shirts were awesome and the tote bags were pretty cool too. But the best is the beer kanteen that you get when you complete the race (keep reading to see that cup).

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The night before I was full of nerves, I couldn’t sleep and my leg was killing me.  But early Sunday morning, Joey and I got up and headed over to the brewery to prep for the race.  The set up there is amazing.  Beer tents, food tents, DJs, and people. Lots and lots of people!  We had to get there early and had about an hour and a half to kill.  It was nerve wracking waiting around but also good for me.  I wished that I had taken a few more pictures but I just wanted to focus on the race.

Finally, 9:30am arrived and the gun went off.  I was running with a few of my friends but I knew that they would be gone within the first few seconds after we crossed the starting line.  They are actual runners. Within the first 1/4 mile both legs and my knee started to hurt. I thought to myself what the hell did I get myself into? Why did I push myself when I knew that I was out of shape?  But I just kept on running.  The first mile was the absolute hardest. I was in so much pain but as soon as I saw a mom pushing a double stroller running probably an 8 minute mile, I knew that I could do it too.  I mean it looked like one of her kids was only a few weeks old.  She was hardcore. I saw older woman walking, I saw men on the side of the road stretching out their cramped legs.  I knew that I was in good company.  I was probably running with the same crew for about 3 of the 5 miles.  Once the true racers took off and things spread out it was a little less stressful.

This time around I had no issues with breathing. I didn’t feel like I could die. It helped that it was also an absolutely GORGEOUS DAY! We had zero humidity, cool temperatures and such a nice breeze.  As I was running, I kept thinking just 4 more miles, just 3 more miles, etc.  I saw a sign that said 1/2 way done.  Then there were kids along the route high fiving all of the runners.  The fact that they were still there when this slow poke ran by was very uplifting.

There was even a point where I ran past a sign that showed your current time at the 5k point.  I noticed that I had beat my earlier 5k time from May so that gave me hope that I could do this. That I could actually run, errr slightly jog 5 miles.  Finally I saw this sign and knew that I was going to finish.

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I am very familiar with the town and I knew that the brewery was so close.  As I rounded the corner and got ready to turn into the brewery I started running full speed. As I approached the finish line, I saw Joey standing on the side cheering me on and taking pictures/video.  I ran across the line and felt so much relief! I know people run all of the time, I know that many people can do 7 minute miles or can run marathons but I am not one of them.  This is a huge accomplishment for me.  Yeah I may have finished in 1801st place but I finished.  Oh and there were several hundred people that came in after me. I expected my time to be closer to 1 hour 30 minutes based on my last run before race day but I surprised myself.

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As soon as I crossed that finish line, I ran over and grabbed my free beer cup, then I met up with Joey and our friends (who finished about 15 minutes ahead of me) for some brews and music and food.

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We enjoyed some post party festivities for a few hours after the race but I knew that if I sat down that I might not get back up. It was a Sunday and we still had to head back to NJ that afternoon/evening.  The kids had school the next day and Joey had work.  It was a long day and next year I plan on everyone taking a vacation day the Monday after.   I want to thank my husband for supporting me on race day, I want to thank my in-laws for watching the three crazy boys while I could check something off of my bucket list and I want to thank all of my awesome friends that lifted me up with their support over the past few weeks and on race day! It kept me motivated to not throw in the towel and to keep on moving.

So there’s only a few more months until registration opens for next years race. I plan on entering once again, this time I am going to train. Yeah I know that I have said that before, but I promise that this time I will.  Who is going to hold me to that????

PS – I haven’t been back to the gym to run since the race. My leg is still bothering me but I plan on heading back next week.


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I’m Back!

Hi guys, sorry for my long delay but I am back {again}.  I go through phases with the blog. Some months I could write 30 posts in a few hours and some months I just don’t feel like typing anything at all. Well obviously I have been in the no typing phase lately {okay since February}. Sorry about that. I could use the “I have 3 boys” excuse or the “we have had so much going on” excuse or “my computer broke” excuse — all are true, but honestly, I just didn’t feel like typing.  I guess it was writer’s block.  Who knows.

I really can’t believe that I haven’t posted anything on here in months. I probably have about 1 million + stories about my silly kids, school photos, first sacraments, hubby’s health issues, laughable moments and some frustrating ones too, but I can’t remember them all. I did post a lot on my blog Facebook page so you could always get caught up over there. I seem to post on there a little more often.

Right now we are close to ending the school year, our first year of cub scouts and we are starting to gear up for summer. Normally I have the entire summer mapped out for the kids. I always have their camps and swim lessons scheduled long before the start of June. Let’s just say that we have our week of vacation booked and one week of cub scout camp booked. I haven’t done anything else. If I don’t get moving my kids are going to be home all day, every day, all summer long. And that won’t be healthy for any of us.  They will want to play on the iPads all day {since 90% of their friends will be at camp}. Oh wait, I forgot Sean doesn’t have an iPad anymore.  He had a Memorial Day accident this past weekend with his iPad.  I don’t think that this baby can be resuscitated. Let’s just say don’t turn on Spotify and then set your iPad down on the see saw glider. Once you start riding, the iPad will get crushed. And so will the child’s heart.


I promise in the next few weeks that I will update you guys on a bunch of things. But here’s my “I’m back” post!!!

P.S. The biggest shocker over the past few months is that I ran a 5k….. WHAT??? Who am I? Oh I forgot to mention that at the end of the 5k they handed you a wine glass and supplied you with samples of wine!!! There it is! The reason that I signed up for that thing.

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Color Me Rad – My 1st 5K Race

So this past weekend I ran my very first 5K. I was hoping to do this last year but instead I got pregnant with my sweet little Owen.  I figured that since I was trying to exercise using my Beachbody programs and I was trying to eat a little healthier that I would attempt to run again.  So I signed up for my first 5K.  I had 2 months to train and start running again. I was going to get a treadmill from my moms house.  Well I didn’t get the treadmill to my house and I didn’t join the gym. So all of my training was non-existent. Zero, zilch, nada! I didn’t want to quit though. I was going to run {or walk} the 5k no matter what.


My friend Leslie {from Three Peas and a Dog} was my running partner. We signed up for the Color Me Rad race at the Jersey Shore! I figured that my first race should be a fun one without worrying about times.

I felt myself getting stomach aches the week leading up to the race. I was so nervous because I wasn’t sure if I could do it. I did go on a little jog on Friday with the stroller and it wasn’t too bad but 1/4 mile is nothing compared to 3.1 miles.  I knew it would going to be a struggle for me.

Well the big day finally arrived and there was no turning back. It was go time. Leslie picked me up at 7:30am and we were on our way.


We got there early and were able to sneak into the first heat. We had a great time. It wasn’t too bad at all. Did I run the entire time? No, but there were these three hills that I could barely walk up let alone run. But we gave ourselves goals along the way For example if we had to walk up the hill then we would  start running the moment we got to the top.

The color bombs were fun and they weren’t as bad as I thought.  I thought I was going to be pelted non stop with the color. But it was only 5 or so color tents that we had to run through.  The only problem with the color was that you had to run through it with your mouth and eyes closed. I think that I ran through it like a zombie with my hands out front making sure that I didn’t run into anything or anyone.  At one point I think I knocked a little kid over {not my fault she stopped inside to get more color}. Then I had contact issues when I didn’t shut my eyes in time. But they were still a lot of fun. Oh and I spent all day Sunday blowing out orange and pink powder!

Towards the end my heart was racing pretty fast but I could see the finish line and as much as I wanted to stop, I didn’t. They handed out some color packets right at the end so we coated ourselves with color and then made a mad dash to the end!!! Then I just sat my butt on the ground and drank a bottle of water!!! I did it! I finished my first 5K. Was I fast? No! But we finished and we had a blast!

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Thanks Leslie for encouraging me to do it!! Here’s to many more. Now I just really need to start training before the next one comes around.

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