7 weeks

I still can’t believe that I have a daughter (Emelia.. pronounced Emma-lia) and she is already 7 weeks old. She is seriously the most beautiful thing in the world to me and I am so in love with being a mom. She is already cracking us up with the funny faces she makes, her super exaggerated fake cries and when she giggles in her sleep. She’s not a big fan of being set down or sleeping on her own, which can become exhausting at times, but I love her neediness and that she just wants to always be held by mommy and daddy.Her favorite things are eating, baths, music, hanging out in the Moby wrap and going on car rides.

Last week, Emmie and I had some mommy and me pictures done in Riley Wilderness Park and I could not have been happier with how they came out. We did a 90 minute session along with 3 other moms and so the photographer had us rotate though, which made it perfect to fit in feedings, diaper changes, etc.. and was great because it wasn’t too pricy. Fortunately, Emelia did great for the most part and was looking at the camera in several shots with her eyes open!

If you live in south OC and looking to have maternity or family pictures done, I would definitely recommend Vanessa from Love This Photography (www.lovethisphotography.com)
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Alexa-2In my pictures I am wearing a dress by Lucky Brand, shoes from Target and Emelia is sporting a dress from Carters.

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Leona 50 Mile

Finally, after a 9 month hiatus, I am an ultra runner again. This past Saturday, I ran the Leona Divide 50 mile. Although I was completely stoked to get to get to run an ultra again and get to run all day in the mountains, I was also pretty nervous in the days leading up to the race, which is a bit unusual for me. Normally I go into these things pretty relaxed and just focus on things one mile at a time. I probably get more nervous before marathons or shorter races because if I screw up a couple miles, then my whole race is pretty much going to be crap, whereas in ultras, if you screw up and have a few crappy miles, you can still make a comeback. However, this was going to be the longest distance I’d run by far since plantar surgery in September. My foot was still giving me some issues leading up to the race and I was a bit worried about it. Its not so much that my foot is injured still, but I just have some scar tissue that is built up in it and it gets aggravated from all the pounding on it sometimes. I also was nervous about whether or not I was really in shape for 50 miles. I had put in a few 60+ mile weeks, but my longest run leading up to the race was only 24 miles. I had wanted to do at least one 30 miler before, but got sick a few weeks before the race when I had planned on doing it. There was nothing I could really do to fix that though, so tried not to stress about it too much and just focused on trying to keep my foot as healthy as could be. As long as my foot held up, I was pretty sure I could make it through.

I drove up to the race the night before with my friend Joe who was also running the race. We were going to camp, but luckily his girlfriend’s parents offered to let us stay at their house in Valencia the night before and they only lived about 30 minutes from the race start. It started raining as we drove up and so I was extra thankful that I was gonna get a bed to sleep in and not have to deal with setting up camp in the rain. We ended up getting in around 9pm, then pretty much crashed and then were out the door by 4:45 the next morning. We got to the race site with about 40 minutes till the start, but scrambled to check in, get our drop bags organized, fill our packs, use the bathroom, etc and I jumped into the start line with maybe a minute to spare.

The first 2.5 miles of the race started out on pavement and fire road and then switched to single track pretty much the rest of the race. We had a steady climb uphill until the mile 8 aid station at Boquet Canyon and I felt like crap the whole way. I’m not sure if it was because it was so cold out or what (it was actually lightly snowing!), but my legs just did not want to climb at all. I hate the feeling of having people right on my heels when running on single track, so I pulled off to the side several times to let people pass. When I got to the aid station, I had a drop bag with some Vitargo, so I quickly drank a serving of that hoping it would make me feel somewhat better.

After leaving the aid station, we had maybe 2-3 miles of more climbing, which I pretty much hiked. Then finally, we had a nice long stretch of downhill and some really gorgeous views. I was super stoked to be running downhill and actually being able to move at a faster pace, but then when I was maybe 2/3 of the way down, the leader of the race passed me going back up and I got super bummed at the thought of having to go back up the mountain. I was really hoping we would do a loop that would take us back to the previous aid station, with maybe just some rolling hills… not down the mountain and back up it, but that clearly wasn’t the case.

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I made it to the mile 18 aid station in about 3.5 hours, grabbed some yogurt covered pretzels, chocolate espresso beans and peanut butter cups (paleo fail!) and then started on my way back towards the Boquet Canyon Aid station. I knew I had a good amount of climbing ahead of me and if I didn’t at least try and run part of it, it was going to take me a long time to get up. My legs still felt pretty horrible but I forced myself to at least try and run 1 min and then walk a minute. Some portions weren’t as steep in the beginning of the way back up so I was actually able to run for a few minutes non stop, but then the farther up we climbed, it was harder to stick to my run/walk system because I would keep getting stuck behind people on the single track and also my run wasn’t really much of a run anymore anyways and even just hiking was kicking my butt pretty bad. As I was going up the mountain I kept going back and forth in my head and contemplating dropping at the next aid station or dropping down to the 50k race. My legs weren’t feeling any better at all. Once I made it to the top and then only had that 2-3 miles of downhill left to the aid station, I became more and more convinced that I was going to drop. My legs were not only tired, but were aching so bad. The thought of another 24 more miles after the aid station didn’t sound fun at all.

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Leaving the aid station with candy shoved in my mouth

I got back to the Boquet Aid Station, which was now mile 26 in the race in about 5.5 hours. My friends, Victoria and Sally were there helping out and it made me feel better to see them. I still definitely felt really crappy, but once I got into the aid station my out look kind of changed on things. See, this happens in just about every 50 miler I do… I feel like absolute crap for 20-30 miles and then all of a sudden I feel awesome. So I decided to try and stick it out a bit longer. I knew that even though I was hurting and tired, if I dropped out, I would have been really mad at myself. While I was at the aid station, I drank another serving of Vitargo, changed out my shoes into my Hokas and took some Tylenol and caffeine. Once I left the aid station, I almost instantly felt a bit better. Still not great, but better. I tried doing my run/walk intervals again and just tried to force myself to get in some more calories over the next few miles.

Then just as I thought would happen, around mile 30 or so, my legs felt FANTASTIC. I was so pumped to be able to run and not feel crappy anymore. I came into the mile 32 aid station in about 7 hours. I had one more 15 mile out and back section to do from the aid station and then 2.5 miles to the finish. I still had a bit of climbing to do on the next section, but luckily it wasn’t anything too terrible. It was mainly just annoying because the trail was super slanted and kind of sandy in some sections. I kept moving at a decent pace until maybe 2 miles until the turn around. It just seemed like the longest 7 miles ever. My energy levels were starting to fade a bit and I was starting to get really hungry again, but was at the point where nothing sounded good and if I ate a gel, I would probably barf it back up. I started to slow down a bit again until the trail started to descend downhill and finally I could see the aid station. I sat for a brief moment and sipped on some coke, then grabbed some animal crackers and headed back out. I only had about 10 miles until the finish and I just wanted to get it over with. Maria Lemus headed back out with me and it was good to have someone to chat with for a a little bit as we hiked back up the hill. Once we reached the top and it was more runable again, we caught up to some other runners and we all ran together for a good couple miles at a good pace. I was so tired but just kept trying to focus on Maria in front of me and following her lead. The group started to slow down a bit and so Maria and I took off ahead of them and paced off each other for a little while longer. Eventually I sped up a little bit and was all by myself again. I started to recognize some of the parts that I saw on the way out and so knew that I was getting close to the end of the section. My feet ached pretty bad and my legs were tired but I knew the faster I moved, the faster it would be over. I ended up reaching the last aid station in a little over 10 hours. I had 2.5 miles to the finish of mainly downhill and just one short section of up. I had some electrolyte drink and then blasted my ipod and hauled ass as fast as I could. When I got to the climb, I power hiked the crap out of that hill and then ran as hard as I could down the last downhill stretch to the finish. I was flying.. maybe doing 7 minute miles and it was such a cool feeling to be able to run so hard at the end of a long race!

I ended up finishing in 10:29, which is an hour off my 50 mile PR, but was about a 45 min PR on that course from when I ran it back in 2009 and I also got 3rd in my agree group, so I was more than happy. And even though I finished, the race was a big wake up call on areas that I need to improve on. I have been running a lot of roads lately (since Im training for Badwater), but if I plan on doing more trail ultras, then I need to do more trails (duh). My ankles just didn’t have the stability for the unevenness of the trail and so became a bit more sore than they should have been. I also need to start hiking a ton more. I feel slow at hiking and also I felt my legs fatigue a lot from when I was hiking the hills so I could definitely be more efficient at that. However, on the plus side… my foot probably felt the best its felt since surgery. It was my biggest concern going into the race and it turned out to be the least of my worries. And normally its more sore after I run and almost a week later, I am having no issues with it, which makes me SO HAPPY! Chris has been working on my foot and ankle a lot and I have also been taking this new supplement called NeoCell, which is a collagen supplement that helps with inflammation and circulation in connective tissue and also helps with joint repair.

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So all in all it was a great day and I am just so happy to be back running and racing again, even though I am incredibly sore from it! This coming weekend I will be running the OC marathon (for my 5th time!) with the WE ROCK kids and then am thinking about doing the Born to Run 100k two weeks later. Then Bryce 100 in June and then Badwater in July. It will be a busy busy summer, but I am definitely looking forward to it!

Gear I used for the race:
Shorts/Shirt: LuluLemon
Hair band/buff: Chica Bands
Socks: Injinji Trail 2.0
Shoes: Brooks Adrenaline/ Hoka One One Bondi B
Hydration Pack: UltrAspire
Fuel: Vitargo + Honey Stinger Chews

Favorite Lower Body Stretches for Runners and Crossfitters

Stretching is probably one of the most important, but most overlooked areas when it comes to working out. I am definitely guilty of not stretching enough, however have been forcing myself to become better at it. As runners, we are doing thousands of repetitive foot strikes each time we run, which can cause muscles to tighten up and lead to injury if we aren’t careful. In Crossfit, it is not only important to stretch for injury prevention as well, but also if we aren’t flexible enough, it is going to be very difficult to do a lot of movements (squat, snatch, clean, etc…). Below I listed my favorite lower body stretches that I try and do every day or every other day. In each stretch, I like to do the PNF technique, which stands for proprioceptive neuromuscular facilitation, and has been studied to be the most effective type of stretching. During PNF stretching, there is a contract phase where the opposing muscle to being stretched is being contracted to allow the target muscle to relax. Then in the second phase of the stretch, the muscles relax and can be stretched into a new range of motion. A muscle usually takes around 2 minutes to relax so try and contract for 5 seconds as hard as possible and relax into the new range of motion for 10 seconds (never coming out of that new end range of motion) for a series of 8 times, which will roughly come out to be 2 minutes. Hope that this helps!

Couch Stretch:

As runners (and Crossfitters) we tend to get super tight hips.. especially for those of you that tend to over stride like I do. The couch stretch has two parts, the first part of the stretch is meant to help loosen up the hip flexors. As shown in my picture, get into a kneeling lunge position against a wall with your back knee as close to the wall as you can handle, while keeping hips square to the floor and hands flat. You can do PNF style stretching by contracting or tightening your back quad and glute and driving your knee to the floor as hard as you can for 5 seconds. Then exhale and relax and let your hips sink closer to the floor for 10 seconds. Try this for a series of 8 times or about 2 minutes. Remember, once you find that new range of motion in the stretch during the relax phase, never come out of it and do the next contraction from that spot.

In the second part of the couch stretch, the hips are opened to then stretch the quads. Make sure to keep the rips pulled down and have the stomach tight to prevent the back from arching. Then, contract the quad and glute for 5 seconds as hard as possible and relax into the new range of motion for 10 seconds by letting the hips sink forward and drawing the torso more upright. for a series of 2 minutes each side.

Banded Hamstring Stretch:

Hamstrings are another area that are very tight on most runners. When hamstrings are tight, they can not only lead to an easier pulled hamstring muscle, which unfortunately has happened to some of our CF athletes during shorter sprints, but also can be a big contributor to low back pain as well. This hamstring stretch can also be done with the help of a friend, but if you don’t have a friend, then a band works great. It is done by lying on your back and looping the arch of the foot through the band. With your leg as straight as possible, use the band to pull the leg up until you feel a stretch through the hamstring. Incorporate PNF stretching by taking a deep breath, contracting the quad and trying to drive the leg forward, however at the same time resisting the leg from moving by pulling on the band. Then, exhale and relax and let the leg draw in closer to you. Repeat for 2 minutes.

You can also get more medial hamstring by letting the leg drop off to the side.

Ankles/Calves:

Tight ankles and calves can also lead to some bad injuries if left untreated, such as shin splints or plantar fasciitis, which can be really stubborn injuries and take a while to go away. For Crossfitters, having tight ankles can make it really hard to get down low in squats. I like to start off by loosening the surrounding muscle with a lacrosse ball by sitting with one leg bent and a lacrosse ball underneath my shin and just rolling around on it for a few minutes, starting down towards my ankle and working my way up towards my knee. Then I will switch and loosen up the opposite side by just smashing the ball on the other part of my shin with my hand. If that doesn’t get in deep enough you can also put 2.5 or 5# plates at each end of a barbell, so it is just slightly lifted off the floor, and roll your calves and anterior/posterior tibialis (muscles that make up your shins) around on that… but it is pretty gnarly.

Once the muscles are a bit loosened up, then do your static stretching. I also have 2 variations that I like to do for the ankles/calves as well. In this first stretch, which will target more of the calf, I prop my foot as straight up against a wall as possible and keep my leg straight. I then contract by pressing my foot as hard as I can against the wall, and then relax by leaning in further towards the wall.

In the second stretch, I slightly bend my front knee, which will target more of my ankle, achilles and heel cord. When I contract in this stretch I still drive my foot in against the wall, but when I relax, I lean in further towards the wall as well as drive me knee outward.

Adductors (Inner Thighs):

This stretch looks kind of funny, but is a great one for the inner thighs, which tend to get overworked when running and squatting. This stretch can be done by laying with a band under your hips and your butt up as close to the wall as you can. Then loop each end of the band around the knee. During the contract phase of the stretch, try and squeeze legs together, but without letting them buckle in. Then in the relax phase, let the knees fall out to the sides more. This stretch is also really good too without the band. The set up is the same, however the legs can be straight and allow them to fall out to the sides.

Glute/IT Band:

The IT band is a really difficult area to stretch. However, if it gets too tight it can cause hip pain as well as knee pain and can definitely take you out of a race if it gets bad. Start out by rolling out the area with a foam roller or lacrosse ball or better yet get a friend to kneel on it. This can help get any knots or trigger points out of it or help unglue it from the quad. Then after its loosened up a bit, I like to do this stretch. To do it, get both legs to make a 90 degree angle and then while keeping your ribs down and back flat, reach your stomach down over your leg. Contract by driving the knee that is out in front into the ground for 5 seconds, then relax by exhaling and then sinking your stomach/chest in further towards the leg.

Im a runner again!

So its been a while since I posted to my blog, mostly because I like to blog about my running, however, in the past 6 months there has been no running going on at all. After I completed Badwater in July, I had some gnarly foot pain that wouldn’t go away, even after a month of complete rest. Turns out that I tore my plantar fascia.. a feat that is very uncommon and hard to do apparently, but I was lucky enough to do it… Therefore, at the end of September, I had surgery to repair it and am now finally healed enough to gradually start adding miles back in again.

This week was my first week back running consistently. I actually had gotten cleared to run several weeks ago, however on one of my first few runs back, I twisted my ankle AFTER a run, while I was walking back from the trail head to my car. Of course I would do that… So I ended up letting things heal for a couple more weeks. Anyways, my plan is to take things fairly easy for a couple weeks so I can just build my base back up and make sure the foot does ok. This week I took our new puppy, Mowgli, down to the beach trail by our house a few times for some 3 mile runs, which he loved… especially since he got so much attention from people who wanted to stop to pet him. I am so excited to have a little running buddy though. Most of the time my schedule is too hectic to meet up with friends to run and Mowgli is down to run whenever!

During the time I took off from running, I spent a lot more time focusing on crossfit. I have been hitting tons of PRs, especially on the Olympic lifts, which has been really exciting for me and kept me from going insane without running. For a few weeks, I even contemplated giving up long distance running entirely for a year or two to just focus on CF and see how far it got me and because I actually like the muscle Ive put on and the fact I have a booty now! But I just can’t imagine my life without ultra running.. at least not right now. Maintaining the balance between the two sports has always been a struggle for me.. ultimately one always suffers.. and usually its CF. However, I’m going to try and make it my goal this year to be the best that I can at both. My plan is to do 4 strength/CF workouts and 4-5 run workouts a week with at least 1 full recovery day. This will mean that some days I will be doubling up on workouts and I will have to make sure I’m eating enough and always taking Vitargo to help revovery between workouts. I definitely have some big goals for myself in both sports this year, so it will be interesting to see how things pan out. Here is  the tentative race schedule I have set for myself so far:

April: Leona Divide 50 (goal is to break 9 hours)
May: Whoo’s in El Moro 50k (sub 4:40)
June: Blackhills 100
September: Run Rabbit Run 100
December: Across the years 24 hour

As far as Crossfit, my goals are:
175 Clean and Jerk
135 Snatch
Compete in a Level 1 Division NLI competition
Get a damn ring muscle up!!!!! (so close!)
Break 4 min in Fran (right now im at 4:18)
And I’m sure Ill have more…

I know it is pretty contradictory to be strong and to be able to run far, but my goal this year is to try and prove that you can be good at both. I will definitely be posting to my blog much more often.. at least 2x a week and will also be posting what I am doing for workouts along with tips on CF, running, mobility, nutrition, etc.. so people can actually learn stuff, rather than just read all the crap I write about myself.

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Monday: Strength
– 2-2-2-2-2-2 Hang Power Clean @ 135-140-145-150-155-160 (failed on second rep)
– 5-3-3-2-1 OHS: This was a mess… failed on the 5th rep at 125. Tried it again and got 3 reps. Dropped bar on my head when I failed the second time, so just quit 😦

Tuesday: Run/Lift
– 3 mile morning run
– 5 Rep Max Deadlift: 225
– 3 mile afternoon run

Wednesday: 3 mile run

Thursday: Crossfit
– 1-2-3-2-1: Back Squat (165#), Shoulder Press (85#), Bar Muscle Up
– 5 Rounds: 12 GHD Sit ups/ 12 Toes to Bar

Friday: CF/Run
– 2×3 Clean and Jerk @ 50%, 2×3 @ 55%, 1×4 @60%
– 3 min AMRAP: Power cleans (every time bar drops must do 5 burpee bar hop overs)
– 15-12-9-6-3: Push Press (75#), Chest to Bar Pullups, Kettlebell Swings (53#)
– 3 min AMRAP Double Unders
– 2.5 mile run

Saturday: 3.5 mile run

Sunday: 5 mile trail run

Badwater: Round 2

For the second year in a row, I was the start line of the Badwater Ultramarathon on Monday morning, July 15th with the rest of the 8am start group. Though strangely, this year feeling more nervous than the first. While last year, I maybe could have gotten through the race on sheer excitement of the fact that I was running my first Badwater, this year I’ll admit I  was a bit scared of how the day(s) would play out. I now knew what a monster of a race I was really in for and how much hurt I would have coming to me in those 135 mile miles. Normally, while that isn’t something that I would dwell on too much, it definitely was in my head more so because of the foot issues that I had been dealing with since before Badwater last year. Turns out I had multiple torn ligaments and severe plantar fasciitis. I did have foot surgery in April to repair everything and the pain due to the torn ligaments was gone, but my plantar was unfortunately not. During my training leading up to the race, I would have good days with my foot and I would have bad days and it was a huge struggle in my head whether I should just back out of the race. But, obviously I didn’t and so as I stood on that starting line, I just hoped that it would be a good day and it wouldn’t give me too much trouble. It also comforted me knowing that I had a very experienced crew (made up of my mom, Traci, Victoria, Becky and Amelia) who would be there to take care of me over the next two days. I tried my best to relax, keep a happy face and just take things one step at a time.

I started off feeling really good. My legs felt fresh and my foot felt good. It was hot already, even at 8am, but not horrible yet. I ran at a pace that I felt was comfortable, while my brain kept scanning for pain in my foot and for a while I thought I would be off the hook. Unfortunately, around 9-10 miles in, I started to feel a twinge of pain in my arch and heel. During the next couple miles it progressively got worse, so I made my first stop into the van around mile 12 to soak it in some ice water for 5 minutes and then was back out on the course. Icing seemed to help quite a bit and I was able to run a few more miles with no pain. However, about a mile from the first checkpoint at the Furnace Creek Hotel, it started to get bad again. I reached Furnace Creek, mile 17 in 3:21, 12 minutes slower than last year, but that was ok. I didn’t tell my crew how bad it was, but suggested that I should ice again and probably continue to do so every 5 miles or so until hopefully I wouldn’t feel it anymore (which was the case last year).

After Furnace Creek, we were allowed to have pacers. I had told my crew that I didn’t really mind who paced me when because I loved them all, but they came up with a good system where they would all switch off pacing 3 miles at a time until the next checkpoint at Stovepipe wells (mile 42), since it would be the hottest section of the course and that way no one would fatigue too much. I really liked this idea, not only because I thought it was really smart, but also because it broke down the 25 mile stretch for me and I also had new someone new to talk to every 3 miles.

I think it was only about 22 miles in when the first runner from the 10am start, Eduardo Calisto (the winner of the Brazil 135) caught up to me. That goes to show how fast they all went out or (maybe I was moving slower than I thought). Mario Lacerda, the Brazil 135 race director, was crewing him and even hopped out and gave me a hug and kiss on the cheek. I love that guy! Over the next few miles more of them caught up to me.. Oswaldo Lopez, Jay Smithberger, David Goggins, Dave Krupski, Grant Maughan, etc.. and all their crews were so nice and supportive, offering words of encouragement and offering a spray down (and some joking about a wet T shirt contest lol). It was freaking hot out and I could see some runners ahead of me running and puking simultaneously. By mid afternoon everyone was pretty much hurting it seemed like but there was a good sense of shared suffering and everyone was looking out for one another and it seemed like the crews were doing their best to keep runners in good spirits. Im not exactly sure what the official high temperature of the day was. Anytime I asked, Amelia would just tell me it was 90 degrees (which was a lie).  I heard anywhere from 120-125 degrees. My crew did a great job of keeping me as cool as could be, by giving me fresh ice bandanas or Chilly Chicas to wear around my neck about every couple miles and ice cold water or Vitargo every mile. Even though I was moving slower than I would in normal temperatures, I was very lucky to not be dealing with some of the stomach issues that others were.

Around 30 or so miles in, Mark and his pacer, Dean, caught up to me and we actually ran together for a couple miles, which was pretty cool. He seemed to be looking pretty strong (despite some puking a few miles back) and running a smart race, by not “racing” the first 42 miles in the heat of the day like some of the other top guys seemed to be doing. He would eventually go on to place 8th in one of the most competitive fields the race has ever had.

Around the same time that Mark caught up to me, the pain in my foot started to subside a bit (or maybe just go numb), however I started to feel some pain in the side of my left hip. I had dealt with the same pain in my opposite hip last year, which plagued me from about the same point in the race until the end and so I knew that this wasn’t a good sign. Both this year and last year, I never had any hip issues during my training at all. The road at Badwater that we run along though, is slightly banked at some points. Not a ton, but I think just enough that my hips do not like running on the same side of the road for that many miles at a time. It was very frustrating and I just hoped that it wouldn’t end up being quite as bad as last years.

I ended up reaching the second checkpoint of the race at the Stovepipe Wells hotel in 9:58, which was about 90 minutes slower than last year, but it didn’t matter. Unfortunately though, I had just missed Mark leaving the hotel by seconds I guess. It would have been nice to see him one more time, but oh well. There is a pool at the hotel, so I switched into my bathing suit and Traci and I got into the pool for 15 minutes. OMG.. it felt so good… best aid station ever! As I sat in the pool, I drank some Vitargo and Mila and then topped off with some vanilla Oreos… delicious. While we were there we ran into one of Amelia’s friend, Nancy, who had done the race before and was crewing for another runner, and she suggested trying an oral rehydration packet to see if it would help with my hip pain. My pain wasn’t in the joint, but more glute/abductor muscle and she said it could possibly be due to dehydration. My crew weighed me before I left and I was only 3lbs under my starting weight, so not too dehydrated, but figured it couldn’t hurt too much to sip on the solution.

After Stovepipe Wells, we hit our first climb of the race… Town’s Pass, which climbs 5000ft in 17 miles. I thought that I would be relieved to be on my climb up Town’s Pass, because the higher we climbed, the cooler it would get, but those feelings went away very quickly. I remembered the climb up being super windy last year, but I guess I forgot how windy and miserable it actually was. And then to top things off my hip was still giving me problems. My crew would switch off hiking with me and always kept me entertained with some good and sometimes silly conversation. A few miles up the hill, I could see Shannon Farar-Griefer and her pacer, Kate Freeman, and tried so hard to catch up to them. Those two ladies are badass and quite funny and I hoped maybe to be able to share a few miles with them, but unfortunately Shannon was having some issues, which caused her to take some breaks on the side of the road and eventually drop. I continued on, but at a very slow pace. My hip was just hurting so bad and now moving down the side of my leg into my IT band and knee. We tried massaging it out with one of those stick rollers, but it didn’t do much help and just made the side of my leg really tender and sore. When we were maybe a little more than half way up, I stopped to lay down and rest it for 10 minutes with some ice on my hip. About 2 minutes into my mini nap I started to get so cold from not moving that I had to throw a towel over me and even then I was still shivering. Amelia sat down for a few moments to rest and look over me and the same thing happened to her as well. Funny thing is, that it was 85 degrees out!

I continued to slow down to a pretty pathetic pace as we continued on. When we were about two miles from the peak, I told my crew that I needed to stake out. For those of you who don’t know what that means…. Each runner is given a stake that we can use as a place marker in case we choose to leave the course, so when we come back we can start at the exact place we left off. This was my first time staking out and honestly I didn’t even know if I was going to continue. I was having a really bad low and my hip hurt so bad, I couldn’t see myself coming out of it. I didn’t tell my crew that though, but instead told them my plan was to go down to the hotel at Panamint springs, which was about 16 miles away, take an Epsom salt bath to try and relax my hip and then lay down and let it rest for 30 minutes. There is a cottage at the hotel that is open for the runners and crew to use during the race with a bathroom and beds and luckily when I got there it was free for me to use. As I walked to the cottage, I saw several other runners who were resting outside who didn’t look much better than me. I remember walking by Dave Krupski and him asking how I was doing. I think my look was enough for him to tell that I was not good, in which he responded, “yeah me too.” But it did kind of make me feel a tad better that I wasn’t the only one deep inside the pain cave. It reminded me that what I was going through was normal. On my way to the cottage, I also met a guy named, Jason (who’s runner DNFd the race due to having to get in IV), who was a massage therapist. So after I took my epsom salt bath and laid down for 30 minutes, he was able to do some ART on my hip and leg to release some of the knots that had built up.

I was probably at Panamint for an hour and then it was time to drive back up to where I left off with my mom, Victoria and Traci, while Amelia and Becky stayed back at the hotel to get some rest. During the car ride back up, I took a Fein and sipped on Coke. I still felt like crap, but I had to at least try and go back out and give it another shot. During the car ride back up, the girls told me that while we were back at Panamint, Becky was trying to fill the car back up, but the gas station kept rejecting the credit card for some reason. It apparently happened to several cards (maybe the system was down or the bank thought it was suspicious behavior being in Death Valley in the middle of the night, who knows) but I guess some guy who was on another crew saw we were having trouble and so put $100 of gas in our car, just to be nice. Apparently we also received several bags of ice from the crew that Jason was on. So as we continued our drive up, I knew I couldn’t give up. Not only did I have my crew who would do anything for me to finish, but now complete strangers were helping out and pulling for me to finish as well. It would have been selfish of me to stop, at least without a major fight.

 Once I stepped out of the car and began to run again, I felt like a new person. I had about 2 more miles until we reached the top of Town’s Pass and I was ran it, fast. Victoria, who was pacing me, had to make Traci switch with her because she couldn’t keep up with me. Once we reached the top of Town’s Pass, we then had a 9 mile descent. I felt amazing and ran the whole way down, never stopping once. As we descended down, the sun was coming up and we could see all of Panamint Valley and it was incredible. This was probably my favorite part of the race and it was one of those moments that reminded me why I run. There wasn’t anywhere else I would have rather been than running down a mountain in the middle of Death Valley at 5 in the morning with my friends.  It was just magical. The downhill also helped me to open up my stride and further loosen up my hip. For those 9 miles, nothing hurt at all and I was in complete euphoria, jamming out to Taylor Swift’s “22” on repeat and having the time of my life.

After the long downhill, I had 4-5 miles to go of flat and then slightly uphill until I was back at Panamint. I jogged the first mile or two and then was starving and so had a super healthy breakfast of cookies and cream Pop Tarts and a Coke. I reached Panamint at 7:40am, 23 hours and 40 min into the race… way slower than last year, but at this point, all I wanted to do was finish. I took 30 minutes to rest and collect myself, ate a second breakfast of bacon and OJ with Mila and then started the second climb of the race, 13 miles up to Father Crowley.

Hill running is so mental I think. Well at least for me. Last year I had started up this climb around 3 or 4am so it was still completely dark outside and I had no clue what I was even going up and in turn ran really hard, passing quite a few runners. This year, I started a bit after 8am and so could actually see how steep the hill really was. My quads were also completely wrecked from that 9 mile descent that I had just done and so unfortunately this year, all I could manage was a hike up the hill. Victoria, Amelia and Becky were with me on this section, while Traci and my mom stayed behind at Panamint to rest and eat breakfast. While Victoria took a nap in our crew vehicle, Amelia and Becky took turns hiking with me up the climb. Even though I felt pretty much like crap, I have to say it was really cool being able to see in day light how far up we were climbing. We could back all the way to Panamint and to Town’s Pass. Becky would remind me of how far I had gone… too far to give up. I was actually kind of happy that I was slower this year and got to see this section in the daylight. Again, it was one of those moments that reminded me why I do these crazy races.

Somewhere along a half to three quarters of the way up, my new friend Jason, the massage therapist, and the rest of the crew he was on spotted us while they were making the drive to the finish at Lone and checking in on runners along the way. I laid on the side of the road and Jason did some ART on my quads to release some of the knots. I was so thankful that he was able to work on me a second time. My quads were wrecked, but after he worked on me and I got moving again I could feel a huge difference. Note to self… next year definitely more downhill training!

When we got close to the peak, I could actually start to run again and finally caught up to some runners. Karla Kent, Heidi Perry, Rico Dorsey and I went back and forth for a long time over the next few miles. Even though my legs felt better, I was just so tired and exhausted. It was now mid day and so hot out again and the sun and heat was just sucking the energy out of me. My mom suggested trying to run 3 minutes, walk 1 min to just try and keep me moving and the system seemed to work for a while.

Finally, at 2:49pm, 30 hours and 49 minutes into the race, I hit the next timing station at Darwin, which was mile 90. There was a sign that said “2/3s done” and I took a picture and then left. 31 hours is a ridiculously slow time for 90 miles, but all of my time goals were now out the window. I was still just hoping for was to finish in under the 48 hour cut off.

Shortly after we reached Darwin, I had another meltdown. My feet were killing me. I have this issue in 100 mile races (or 135s) where my feet become incredibly itchy. I recently found out that I have circulation issues in my feet, which is probably causing this, but it is the most annoying problem ever.  I was also just tired and cranky and was over running. I had over 40 miles to go and I just couldn’t wrap my head around it. Part of me really wanted to quit. I started making excuses in my head… I had foot surgery in April, I didn’t get in enough training because I still had plantar, I already finished the race last year, maybe I can just stop at 100 miles…. I wanted to stake out again and go and sleep and rest for a bit in Lone Pine but it was too far away still and my crew said no. I spent a few minutes trying to convince them, but in my head the rational part of me knew that they were right and I couldn’t. The side of me that just wanted instant gratification or comfort was taking over and forcing me to say things that I didn’t really mean.

We agreed upon letting me have another 30 minute nap. I don’t think that I really slept, but just needed another moment to focus around again wrap my head abound what I was going through. I don’t think I even spent the whole 30 minutes before I was back out on the road. My mom went out to pace with me first, but it wasn’t working. I am too comfortable around my mom and whine too much. Then Traci stepped in and it worked for a little while, but still with her as my best friend, I was too comfortable and wound up walking more than I should have. Next came Amelia… and she was maybe not the person I wanted to pace at that point (because I wanted to whine and walk and be a baby), but she was who I needed to get me out of my little pity party. I knew that I couldn’t whine around her and she basically told me to suck it up. I needed some tough love and she gave it to me and we moved well for several miles. Before I knew it, we passed the 100 mile point and she helped me to gain enough confidence back to know that I was going to finish.

So from the 100 mile point, I had 22 miles until Lone Pine (the town at the base of Mt. Whitney). This section is either slightly downhill or flat but so boring. My feet were still really bad, but other than that I was fine. I had an idea of cutting the toe box out of my shoes to see if it would help to let my feet breathe a bit and be less crammed together, but didn’t want to cut open my favorite Hokas, and so cut open my spare pair of Brooks. Then we even cut the tips of my Injinji socks and it did seem to help my feet feel a bit better, despite the fact that I looked like a homeless woman. Traci went out with me for a while and we got in some good miles. I would run about 3 miles at a time and then take a 5 min break to get my feet rubbed or soak them, which helped with the itchiness. I knew I was taking a lot of stop breaks, but was just having such a hard time with my feet and it also helped me to mentally break up the long, boring section of road since I only had to think about 3 miles at a time. When I got down to about 10 miles until Lone Pine I did better about not stopping as much. Becky was with me this time and we focused on running posts that were on the side of the road. At first we would run from one post to the next and then walk to the next one. But after a while she would push me to run two posts and then walk to the next. Even though we were now into our second night, it was still really hot out and there was no breeze at all. Bugs also loved our headlamps and a couple times, even some small bats flew right in front of us. I really couldn’t wait to just be done with that section.

Victoria and Traci were had parked the car right where we would make the turn into Lone Pine. Once we were about a mile away I could see the car lights, but they seemed like an illusion. I seemed to keep running and running, but never getting any closer to those damn lights! Finally, after what seemed like forever, Becky and I reached the car and to celebrate being done with the 190, the road I had been running on for 122 freaking miles, the girls were blasting “Call Me Maybe,” which had been our theme song from last year, and they had even made up a choreographed dance to it which they had been practicing at each of the stops as they waited for me over the past few hours. It was hilarious and I laughed so hard. I seriously have the most awesome friends 🙂

Once we hit Lone Pine, I made a quick stop at our hotel room, which was right on the course. I showered quickly, changed my clothes, tired to eat, even though everything sounded horrible at that point. The only thing I was craving was chicken nuggets (weird..) and luckily there was a McDonalds right before we would hit the portal road. Then I was back out on the road, ready to make my last climb (and a hellacious climb too of13 miles) up to the finish.

Victoria went out with me, while the rest of the crew finished clearing out part of the crew vehicle so they could all fit in the car and make it up to the portal with me. We had about a half mile or so from our hotel through the town of Lone Pine, until the left turn that we would make to start the climb. Victoria and I were chatting about something, but I noticed out of the corner of my eye that there was a guy standing in the parking lot to my right next to a silver corvette, that looked just like the one my friend, Chris had. Even more coincidentally, the guy kind of looked like my friend and was wearing a black shirt and it sort of looked like it had a big “A.I.” on it, which was the symbol of the CrossFit gym that I work at and he goes to. Right when I glanced over at him, he ran around to the other side of his car. I thought it was a little strange, but it was about 12:30 in the morning and at this point had now been on my feet for over 40 hours. Lone Pine is also about a four hour drive from Orange County, so there was just no way it could be my friend. So I continued my conversation with Victoria and kept walking, not thinking too much of it considering the circumstances. However, a few minutes later, just as I had forgotten about what I had just seen, my friend Chris, along with my friend, Dez, came running up behind us, yelling, “Surprise!” So I really wasn’t just imagining things! The two of them had driven all the way up to the race, just in hopes to see me finish. I was so in shock that they had done this, but it was the coolest surprise ever. Chis and Dez walked with Victoria and I for a few minutes and I rambled off how the past two days had gone (which were a lot worse than I had expected). They snapped some pictures, but then unfortunately had to head back home since Dez had to coach classes at our gym at 5:30am. I felt bad that they only got to see me for a few minutes, but the surprise totally helped to rev me up for the last 13 miles, which I estimated to take me about 5 hours.

I told my crew in the vehicle to stop every half mile, since I knew this last climb would be a hike and so would be a little slower. To help pass the time, Victoria and I made up a game, in which we would count down the stops to the finish. Since the car would stop every half mile, that would make 26 stops until the finish and we would count them down and get a point each time we passed the car. However, there would be times when we would get to the car, but we would ask for something so instead of us stopping, Victoria and I would continue walking, the crew would find the item, drive up a little to catch up to us and then get out of the car to run it over to us. In cases like this, we would only receive a point at the spot from where the aid was given and so we would tack on a little bit of distance on these stops. Therefore, we would end up hitting the finish before we got down to 1. Also, certain miles we would get bonus points, such as 19 for being under 20, 13 for being my race number and 10 for being only 10 to go. It was a very well thought out, complicated and strategic game as you can see…

While most of my crew seemed to be falling asleep in the crew vehicle as they waited at each stop, Victoria and I continued to be pretty chatty almost the whole way up. We were hiking at a pretty decent pace and I didn’t take any major stops the whole way up except for 2-3 one minute breaks where I would just sit on the side of the road, try and get into a happy place for 60 seconds and then get back up and forge on. We would get excited when we hit our “bonus point” stops. They gave us small milestones to look forward to, even though they meant nothing and were just part of our silly game.

During the last four miles of the climb up to the portal, the road gets even steeper and it switchbacks up to the top. At this point, it was around 3 or 4 am, only a couple more hours until the sun would come up and so the darkest part of the night. Victoria and I were getting sleepy and I couldn’t even walk in a straight line and was stumbling around like a drunk person. However, once again, to my surprise, my new friend, Jason, pulled up next to us in his car (he was on his way up to the portal to climb up Mt. Whitney), gave us some words of encouragement and said he would meet us at the finish line with a hug. This guy was seriously always in the right place at the right time! Victoria and I also took a Fein (a caffeine supplement that I like) and within minutes we got some energy back. Shortly after, we could see the sun just barely starting to come up over the mountains and we laughed about how even though I was slow, I would have one rad finisher’s picture, finishing right as the sun was rising. As it got lighter and lighter, we gained even more energy back and soon we started seeing signs leading up to Mt. Whitney portal, so we knew that we were close!

 After a few more shorter switchbacks, the finish line was now in sight. My mom, Amelia, Traci and Becky all got out of the car and together we ran in the last 50m or so to finish together. When I crossed, Chris Kostman (the race director) turned to Traci and told her congratulations on her finish, jokingly. Everyone always gets us two mixed up, but little did we know that he had heard about the mix up. Very funny Mr. Kostman! He then turned to me and awarded me my medal and then I took some finishers pictures with him and my shiny new belt buckle and then with my crew. I was so happy I was done and couldn’t believe that I had just completed that course for a second time. There were so many points in the race where I started to doubt myself and didn’t know if I had it in me this time around. I was so proud of myself for sticking through it and overwhelmed with happiness to have had a crew who cared so much to get me to the finish line and believe in me when I started to have doubts. I was also so thankful for everyone else who helped out along the way.. runners who had dropped and donated supplies, other crew members, friends, etc. I guess it was just in the cards for me to finish.
I didn’t even know my finish time, until a few hours later, but turns out that I finished in 45 hours and 27 minutes. I was about 8.5 hours slower than I was last year, but I couldn’t have cared less. Badwater is so much more than about a finishing time. In fact, if you finish first or last, you still get the same medal, the same T shirt and the same belt buckle. Badwater is about the lessons you learn along the way… about working together as a team, getting through obstacles, finding limits, digging deep, having fun etc.. However, most of all I think that it is the people involved in the race that make this race stand out above any other. Badwater attracts a unique group of runners, crew and volunteers. Everyone looks out for one another. Everyone is family out there. Its a pretty cool thing that happens out there in that desert and I think is what brings back runners and crew year after year. I have never felt so moved by one race ever (well except maybe the Brazil 135 equally) and I will without a doubt apply for this race again someday. Ok, lets be honest, I’ll probably apply again next year…

Thank you again to my sponsors (Vitargo, Injinji, Hoka One One, Chica Bands and Mila). And I don’t think I can ever truly express how thankful I am of my crew. Mom, Traci, Becky, Victoria, Amelia… You guys were the best. Each one of you brought something unique to the team and not only did you guys do a great job at getting me to the finish line, but you were all SO FUN to hang out in the desert with. That was the best girls weekend ever 🙂

14 days!

Yesterday concluded the last of my long training runs before Badwater… 21 miles along Dillion Rd in Indio where the temperature topped out at 124 degrees. WIth the race being two weeks from tomorrow, it is now time to start my taper and just let my body absorb all the training that it has gone through over the past several months, which I am actually really looking forward to.

I’ll admit, this years training for the race didn’t go much like I had hoped it would. With my foot still hurting on and off, I was forced to miss some run workouts to let my foot rest and because of that, my weekly mileage hit 60-70 miles per week maybe 2-3 times. So as a whole, I maintained a pretty low weekly mileage. Days that I wouldn’t run, I would supplement my training with crossfit or do intervals on the C2 rower or airdyne bike. My training this year also did not consist of any training in the sauna and maybe that will be a mistake as it sounds like this year may be a “hot” year at Badwater (compared to last year, which was a relatively “cool” year). Instead, I tried to get out and run in the heat as much as possible.

 

Airdyine intervlas outside in the sun!

Airdyine intervlas outside in the sun!

Mark and I went to Palm Springs to train the first two weekends in June to do our long runs, which were pretty miserable. We would make a car aid station and then run with our hydration packs about 5-6 miles in one direction and then run back to the car. 10-12 miles in one stretch was cutting it pretty close though without refilling water and I felt like I would have to ration it the last few miles, which wasn’t a great feeling! Then we would refill our packs back at the car and then run another out and back going the opposite direction. The following day we would run up the Palm Springs Tram Road. A 3.75 mile hill with over 2,000 ft of climbing. That hill sucks! But so much fun to run down! 

Doesn't look too bad in this pictures, but I promise its HARD!

Doesn’t look too bad in this pictures, but I promise its HARD!

The third week in June, Mark and I went down to Cabo to get some more training in the heat in. There was a hill that started about 3/4ths of a mile from our hotel and then climbed about 2.500 feet in the following 4+ miles. It was the perfect hill to run and temperatures I would say reached to about 100-105 degrees so we would run this on most of the days that we ran. Then we would relax by the pool and then a few days we would do a shorter workout on the teadmill in the evening. It was a fun week and I loved running up that hill. I felt super strong and was able to run the whole thing, except for one section that was ridiculously steep towards the top that I decided would be faster to power walk. 

Hill run!

Hill run!

handstands! Kind of hard in the sand!

handstands! Kind of hard in the sand!

Me and the Heat Miser.. Awww <3

Me and the Heat Miser.. Awww ❤

This final weekend in June (yesterday), I came up to Palm Springs one last time with my mom and step dad and my mom crewed me on a 21 mile run. Temperatures started out at 106 but within an hour or so, it soared up to 115 degrees. The heat actually didn’t bother me at all. A few miles in, I asked my mom how hot it was out, expecting it to maybe 100, but it was actually 113! It took me quite a few miles to get into the run. At first I felt tired and sluggish, oh yeah and I fell hard on the ground, scraping up my hands and knee. However as the run went on and it got hotter, I actually felt stronger and stronger. My mom would drive 1-2 miles ahead of me at a time and when I got up to her, we would switch out my water bottles, I would drink some Vitargo, take a salt pill if I needed it and quickly wipe off my face and neck with a cold towel to help keep me cool. We had a good system going and it helped me to stay feeling as good as once can in that heat without any problems the whole way. The last mile I ran as hard as I could and was probably going low 8 min pace and felt so strong. When I got to the car, my mom told me that the last few miles had been in 124 degrees! It was definitely a great finish to my last long run!

Owie! Have to admit though it was kind of funny when I hit the ground!

Owie! Have to admit though it was kind of funny when I hit the ground!

 

 We did get some weird looks from people throughout the run. A couple people asked if our car had broken down. Maybe they thought that I was running to go get help.. ha that would be pretty messed up for a mom to make her kid do that! But I or my mom would just tell them that I was just out on a run and they then they looked even more confused, trying to contemplate why I would want to do that. A few drivers though honked and gave me a thumbs up and that was pretty cool. 

So I guess, even though my training didn’t go as I had planned and pictured it would go (as in way more mileage and some more heat training), It still went very well. I have been feeling very strong on my runs and for no supplemental heat training (sauna sessions), I feel like I run pretty darn well in the extreme heat. Plus, I think endurance sports are very much mental anyways. If you believe you can finish, you will finish. Its when you start to have doubts and negative thoughts that your body will give into that as well and you are way more likely to drop. Always stay positive! During my training runs I have been visualizing myself running the race and during those long climbs up the palm springs tram or the hill in Cabo, I have been picturing myself going up the last climb to Whitney Portal. I made a comment on one of my FB pictures that sometimes I can visualize myself so well crossing that line, that I will get so emotional that I will have tears going down my face. So I know in my head, in my heart and my soul that I have the ability to get through this race again.  People may have put in double the training that I have done, but mentally I am strong as f**k and I know that is going to be a big portion of what gets me to that finish line. That, along with a great team of crew members which I definitely have! 

Last year I wanted to do this race I guess because of the prestige of the event. It’s Badwater… considered to be the toughest footrace in the world! And so obviously I had expected it to be insanely hard, but I guess I never thought about how deep I would have to dig inside myself and how much I would learn about myself. I also never imagined to have so much fun and develop such a deep bond and friendship with my crew. I know that Badwater doesn’t really seem like a “fun” race, but seriously, we had so much fun! I definitely remember times that were tough in the race, but what stands out the most are all of the laughs and all of the moments that I gritted it out with my team. Even a year from the race, Traci and I will text each other and can start busting up laughing out load over some of the stuff that went on during Badwater and the Brazil 135. Mark gives me weird looks because he just doesn’t get what is SO funny. So this year, I am just so excited to make some more memories and maybe find out more about myself as well. Ok, and see if I can run it a tiny bit faster! 

There is always something to laugh about! Even on a 17 mile hill with 50mph head winds!

There is always something to laugh about! Even on a 17 mile hill with 50mph head winds!

So now only two weeks to go! Badwater, I am ready for you! 

Product Review: Mila Chia Seeds

This past January, I was introduced to a product by my friend, Traci, while we were down in Brazil doing the Brazil 135, called Mila. Since then, Mila has become a daily staple of my diet. I love it and have seen a huge difference in my performance, recovery time and also physique.

WHAT IS MILA?

Mila is a brand of chia seed and is a 100% raw food. I know many of you are already aware of the benefits of chia and maybe even include chia in your diet on a regular basis, but maybe you didn’t know that there are actually many different variants of chia seeds and some are not as good as others. Mila is actually made up of the highest quality and most potent seeds that there are and is USDA lab tested to have a higher mineral content than nine other different chia brands that were tested. Mila also has twice the potassium of a banana, 6x more calcium than a glass of milk, 15x more magnesium than broccoli, 3x more iron than spinach and 8x more omega 3s than wild salmon! So this is a great product for someone who doesn’t do dairy and HATES broccoli… umm like me.

BENEFITS OF MILA

If you are an athlete, adding Mila to your diet can help immensely. Mila can not only help increase your physical ability by helping with the increase of lean muscle mass and by lubricating your joints, but also aids in nutrient transport within the body and to your brain, making it easier to focus. For those of you who are endurance athletes, like me, Mila also can really help with hydrating. By being able to absorb 12x its weight in water, it holds on to moisture and is able to help you stay hydrated longer, which also helps in regulating electrolyte balance. Yet, another added bonus is since it has natural anti inflammatory properties, it also helps to decrease muscle swelling, making it easier to recover from hard workouts.

WHAT MILA HAS DONE FOR ME

Like I said, the first experience that I had with Mila was during my Brazil 135 trip. My friend and crew member, Traci, shared some of hers with me during the couple days leading up to the race as well as during the race and after. The temperature during the race was ridiculously hot. Maybe not quite as hot as Badwater, but like 90s-100 and insanely humid. There were numerous people dropping from the race due to heat exhaustion and kidney problems as well as other runners who were puking their guts out. However, I was fortunate to never have any sort of cramping, stomach issues or other signs of dehydration, which I definitely attribute to Mila (and Vitargo). I have used Mila during other races as well. During my win at this May’s Whoo’s in El Moro 50k, I took Mila mixed with Vitargo at the half way point in the race and could definitely feel focused and energized. I was even able to run exactly even splits on both 25k loops of the race. However, aside from being able to just stay hydrated, I think the biggest result I have seen by using Mila was the fast recovery I had after my foot surgery in April. I was crossfitting only 3 days later and was running only 3 weeks later after having 6 ligaments repaired as well as correcting my plantar fascitis, so that was HUGE for me! Finally, in the past two months or so, I have dropped about 6 pounds, however have been still been able PR in my lifts, which means I haven’t been losing much muscle.

Barbados last year right before I was introduced to Mila

Barbados last year right before I was introduced to Mila

After using Mila for several months... abs!!

After using Mila for several months… abs!!

HOW I USE MILA

I take Mila a few times a day. In the morning I’ll take one or two scoops mixed into either water or some coconut water. During long runs or races I will mix some into my Vitargo as well as after for recovery. All in all I am taking about 4 scoops a day. One other thing that is good about Mila compared to other chia seeds is that it mixes way better. Other chia seeds you have to let soak for forever. I can mix Mila into whatever Im drinking and drink it right away. You can also cook with Mila, however I haven’t tried it yet.

If you are interested in Mila, you can actually get it through me here. I liked it so much, I became an independent distributor! Feel free to also email me any questions you have about the product as well at cdickrun520@hotmail.com