race – Betsy Schow

Color Me Rad – A gateway race for fitness and fun

So this past week, I had the opportunity to be in Knoxville, Tennessee to help set up and organize things for the Color Me Rad 5k. For anybody not familiar with Color Me Rad, it’s an awesome no pressure, maximum fun run where the racers get pelted with colored dust. And at the end, everyone gets their own “color bomb” to throw in a big color toss.

It’s a great chance to get a group of friends and family and show off your best “character.”

You start out clean, and then after 3.1 mile, you look like you were caught in a Skittles factory explosion.

To show you, I took a photo of a really neat set of newlyweds. As in, just got married the night before.

Looks like a pretty “rad” start to the honeymoon.

When I give presentations on weight loss and fitness, alot of people I talk to don’t want to run because they think it’s too competitive and they are slow. Well, I want to tell you that’s not a valid excuse. There are races like this all around the country — family friendly-strollers-welcome, come as you are or want to be, and if you try to get a personal record on the course – we might just throw extra color to slow you down.

This event is all about everything I teach with the philosophy of finishing. Finish what you start, get those 3.1 miles behind you, and have the best time possible while you are doing it. Then you’ll have rainbow boogers and earwax for a few days as a bonus.

If you want more info about Color Me Rad races or to find one near you, visit colormerad.com

I invite you to join me in St. George, Utah for another fun time in early November. Tickets are available now.

Park City Half Marathon and the Philosophy of Finishing

So yesterday was the Park City Half. Nothing particularly worth noting about the race itself. My knee hurt when I started, it hurt worse when I finished.

What I thought about while I ran was more than the beautiful scenery, even though Park City is a gorgeous race. It was more than, “Wow I really hate these hills”. I was thinking about how exactly one year ago, I reached my goal weight and my goal of running a full marathon here in Park City. And that in the one year since, I have kept the weight off and kept running. This race gives me my 6th finisher’s medal. They are a constant reminder to me of my Philosophy of Finishing, “Not everyone can win the race, but everyone can finish.”

My husband was there with me last year and ran the marathon as well. He hasn’t run a step since, but he was waiting for me at the finish line. Because he also believes in the power of the finish. It’s not just about fitness or weight goals. Finishing should be applied to any aspect of your life. He really set this to work by going back to college after he quit 10 years ago. Now he’s ripping through all the classes he needs to get a degree in Biology with a Computer Science minor.

So I want to take this moment and tell you, the reader, that whatever you have left undone in your life — you can finish it. It doesn’t matter if you’re not the fastest, or a spring chick any more. Just get it done. Get that finisher’s medal around your neck – either real or metaphorical – and you will find that the weight of your accomplishment will lift a weight that has burdening your spirit.

The Long Run: Indoctrinating the Kids

One of the biggest reasons I was fat was a lifetime of inactivity. As a kid I never played a sport. Didn’t ride my bike. The only thing I exercised was my fingers by playing video games.

I’m making sure I don’t fall into the same trap with my kiddos. So I’m indoctrinating them into the cult of physical fitness now. I’m not pushing anything about body shapes or weight, just that we need to be healthy and strong.

I could just put them on a machine at the gym, but I want it to be fun and a family way of life. So this weekend my 5 and 3 year old ran their first race with me. It was a mile long and at the end we got covered in colored chalk like in Color Me Rad. They had a blast and got their very first finishers medal.

Hopefully I am not only teaching them to enjoy an active lifestyle, but also the value of completing things vs competition. We came in dead last, but it didn’t matter. Because we finished.

Some things are not a race

I was talking to an “anonymous” friend yesterday. She read my Fleshy Confessions post from a couple days ago. She informed me about this great product that would shed all 12 of those pounds in one week. All I had to do was starve myself and subsist only on a special “drink” (nameless on purpose).

I told her, um, no.
Why? she asked. It’s only a week. Anyone can do something for just a week.

I told her the same thing I’m gonna tell you, some things are not a race. I don’t have a big fluffy white dress I need to walk down the aisle in a week. Nor am I entering a swimsuit competition anytime soon. I have learned my lesson about losing weight way too fast. It plays hell with your skin, (think a deflated balloon in several prime locations), absolutely screws up your hormone and body chemistry, and is mostly water and waste weight anyway. And it comes back.

I’m in no hurry. I can afford to be smart and tweak my life to lose a pound a week instead of turning it upside to lose it all.

I’m going to impart a little nugget of wisdom, so pay attention: The only way to long-lasting weight loss success, is finding a lifestyle that you can keep. Everyday. Without wanting to shoot yourself.

Utah Valley Marathon

It’s 3:45 in the morning and I’m on the bus that will take me to the starting line of the marathon. The start is up Provo Canyon and they don’t allow any parking or private drop offs up there because of traffic. So I have to wake up at 3 for a 6 am start time. But let’s be honest, I didnt really sleep last night anyway. 😉

4:40- just arrived at the start line. That was a really loong bus ride. And I have to run that?!!! Lol. Now just to hang out until the gun goes off at 6

5:55- 5 min to start. Let’s go!

10:55- done! 4:55 Unofficial time

I will do a big long post later. I’m too dead now

The Long Run: One more week – the anticipation is killing me

Next Saturday at 3:45 am, I will be on a bus to the starting line up Provo Canyon. Let the stomach jitters begin. I’m downing antacids by the case load. And over analyzing every little knee twitch and ankle roll. I don’t even want to jog to the mailbox anymore, for fear of screwing up my legs.

The odd thing? I’m pretty sure that the morning of, I will be as cool as a kumquat. There’s this peace that settles over me, because I know come hell or high water, I will cross the finish line. I might be on my knees, and it might be 3 hours after race closes, but I will still drag my butt across.

After all, I’ve already had the worst happen in a marathon. Last August, in my first one, my hamstring injury resurfaced at mile 8 and was debilitating by mile 13. I was forced to speed walk the rest of it. But I still made it. I required a bottle of advil afterwards, but I survived.

The secret?

Forgetting about the time and putting one foot in front of the other until it’s over. Also, the fierce determination that the 4 months of running training hell were not pointless. I will walk away with my medal dammit. 🙂

Now if only I can survive the next week without injuring myself or giving myself ulcers.

The Long Run: Thanksgiving Point Half Marathon

So most of the times I try to share a lesson or a thought. Something I’ve learned over the course of this accidental adventure. Today however, I will be running the Thanksgiving Point half marathon, and I wanted to share it with you.

I’m actually writing this part of Friday night. My nerves are jumpy, and I probably won’t be able to sleep. But that’s half the fun right? I picked up my packet and my number is 992. Sounds like a good number to me. So I’m going to go to sleep now (maybe), and after I finish the race tomorrow, I will post how it went. It’s timed. I’m sure I won’t be first. I probably won’t be last. But it doesn’t matter, as long as I finish.

Ok, so I’ve finally recovered enough to sit at the computer. LOL. Here’s a tip, if the race is run through a golf course, just say NO. This was a really tough race with lots of steep inclines and drops following the Thanksgiving Point golf course. That part mooey sucked. But the first part was awesome. We ran through the gardens. There were tulips and lilacs everywhere. Fountains and waterfalls. Bridges, archways, and tunnels. I almost wanted to slow down to soak it in a little more.

I had intended this run to be basically another training run for the marathon, meaning slow and steady. Ehh. Didn’t happen. Once I got next to the other runners my little competitive fuse got lit by adrenaline. I was doing my run at 8:30 min per mile pace for half mile, the recovery walk for 1 minute. There was this guy, we will call him green guy because of his attire. Green guy and I kept jockeying for position. I would run ahead of him, then my watch would beep and I would walk. During the walk cycle he would pass me for a moment until my watch beeped that it was time to run again. Then I’d leave him in the dust.

Every time I passed green guy he would groan or swear. He was so mad that I kept passing him then holding back. Then passing again. He finally said something unpleasant. I ignored him and kept on running. I made it my mission to beat him to the finish. So when we approached all the hills my legs really wanted to slow down, but I was not going to let that snot beat me.

Long story short, I beat him to the finish by 3 minutes. Even though I took walk breaks every half mile and he ran continuously. I finished at 2:02:30. in about the top third of all the registered people.

Lesson to be learned? Do your own thing and tune out the naysayers. People may have thought I was dumb for run.walking, but at the end of the race I was exhausted and I was injury free. Green guy was limping. Who had the better run?

Run, walk, skip, or jump. Do your own thing and whatever makes you happy. The only rule is that you have to finish.