You are surfing posts written in November, 2009

30 Nov 2009
Categorized As: CarbKiller, race details

There are two kinds of crazy.

1) Other people crazy

2) CarbKiller crazy

I think you can guess from where I’m going with this today is going to be about CarbKiller crazy.


Because a month and a half ago I participated in the Long Beach 1/2 marathon with minimal (read as zero) training. I finished and my poor blistered feet went on a six week strike that ended just in time for Thanksgiving. Stupid feet.

How does one punish one’s own feet? One signs up for another half marathon. This one has a magic word involved. Inaugural.

That means I will be a Trailblazer, a Pathfinder, and possibly an Accord since I’ve run out of allusions to car names with double meanings. That’s okay, I like Hondas.

Anyway, I wanted first timers bling and more then that I wanted a damn medal. I want that medal when I cross the finish line. Not in 6-8 weeks. RIGHT THEN AND THERE.

And then I got a sign.

Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I was a victim of Bargain Voice. You know, BV, that little angel/devil on your shoulder that tells you “so what if you don’t really want to spend money on a race less then 2 weeks before Christmas. You save $5!” Got me.

My name is CarbKiller and I am easily seduced by bargains.

And wait, wha does that say again? Let’s zoom in:

I read that as a legally binding statement and I signed up.

That was a month ago. Now I’m less then 2 weeks away and all I can hope is that my ludicrous anti-blister experimentation (and boy is that expensive) will pay off. Big time. Otherwise I’ll be the fat chick parked on the couch while Christmas action happens all around me. Huh, doesn’t sound too bad either way does it…

26 Nov 2009
Categorized As: CarbKiller, race details

Okay, this is kind of a weird report but hey, why not post it right?

I did an unexpected 10K this morning. Unexpected in the sense that I have a 1/2 marathon in 2 weeks and I’m trying to stay injury free for that (by injury I mean blisters. I get them big, all over my feet and they kill me). Anyway, I woke up to at least a couple dozen of my bling-addicted friends posting updates about their Turkey Trots (usually an early morning Thanksgiving Day 5K, most areas have one). I felt left out so I whined to a friend and he suggested doing a virtual 10K with the W.I.S.H. running group. WISH is an open walking/running group for Disney addicts and people who are trying to get healthy.  They have runners of all shapes, sizes and ages and they’re a great group of positive people.

HAH! I can do 10K! That’s only 6.2 miles!

So ignoring my foot fear I decided to run in a single direction from my parents house just to see how far I’d get. Parents live on a fairly miserable hill. The run toward my favorite donut shop is mostly a downward slope and a pretty significant one. Anyway, I geared up and hit it.

I’d never run downhill before and it was weird. Kind of a skip jog since I was running open roads and had to worry about things like streetlights and cars. Still, I did 10K. Sadly this did not land me at the door of the donut shop but that’s okay because I hadn’t taken money or anything. Then I did what I’m sure all those Kenyan Olympians do when they’re miles from home and training for a race. I called my mom and had her come pick me up.  *eyeroll* Walked a little over a mile back towards the house because I was impatient and wogged a bit of that too.

And the fabulous news? NO BLISTERS!   
I can’t believe I’m saying this because not only am I a walker I’m a SLOW walker but I think I might actually become a runner one day! WOOT!

26 Nov 2009
Categorized As: CarbKiller

I owe this blog at least 27 posts. Okay, maybe not literally but every day that passes that I don’t in some way chronicle the insanity that is my quest for race bling I feel guilty about it.

That counts for something right?

Maybe I should write sentences:

I will not skip another blog day. I will not skip another blog day. I will not skip another blog day. I will not skip another blog day. I will not skip another blog day. I will not skip another blog day.

Except my writing is not neat and pretty like a font. My real writing looks something like:


See! It’s just like Googling “illegible prescriptions!” (and yes, I just googled illegible prescriptions. Click the picture to see it’s origin)

On a side note, since we’re talking about writing sentences as punishment. Do kids even write sentences as punishment anymore? Maybe I’m dating myself.

Suffice it to say I apologize for being a blog slacker.



Let’s get started.

I know your first question is: Where the hell HAVE you been CarbKiller?

Well my dears, I’ve been walking, jogging, running and doing scientific experiements on myself.

No, not the creepy turn-into-a-creature-and-eat-people kind of experiements. I leave those for:

Besides, I’ve heard humans don’t taste like sprinkle donuts and are very high in calories. Totally useless to me.

Seriously though. Scientific experiments.

More on that tomorrow since I just realized I left my camera cord at my house and I’m visiting my parents.

21 Nov 2009
Categorized As: CarbKiller, funny

I have about 10 blogs I need to type before I can post. Various things about gear, first aid, training etc. But it’s going to take me awhile in the meantime here is some adorable entertainment in the form of a determined baby squirrel.

20 Nov 2009
Categorized As: CarbKiller, Motivational, running

I am not a huge article quoter but if you have about 3 seconds click HERE and go read about this lady.

I can’t think of the last time four paragraphs blew my mind.

And for the record, 10K is 6.2 miles (it’s about half of a HALF marathon)

19 Nov 2009
Categorized As: Bling, CarbKiller, lunacy, race details

Well, October came and went and I finished another race. It wasn’t until this week that I received my reward. Let me tell you if you thought waiting for Christmas morning was painful as a kid, waiting 4 weeks to receive a medal you went 13.1 miles for is pretty excruciating!

Still without further ado *drumroll*

2009 Long Beach Half Marathon Medal

I would also like to take this moment to quote my buddy Steve.

A lot of people run to see who is fastest. I run to see who has the most guts.
Steve Prefontaine

I’d like to believe it takes a decent amount of guts to show up and do a half without prior training thanks in large part to multiple stupid injuries.

Heck my feet are still peeling from the blisters. How is THAT for sexy?

So on that note I’d like to leave you with a profound thought for the day courtesy of Gatorade.

You have a choice. You can throw in the towel, or you can use it to wipe the sweat off of your face.

Someone hand me a damn towel baby, because I just ADDED A RACE for 2009. I’m doing the Los Angeles County Inaugural 1/2 marathon (inaugural bling baby!) on December 13th. It’s in

23 days: 11 hours: 38 minutes
from the time of this post

My blisters haven’t fulled healed from October but I’ve got new shoes, new insoles and new socks (the gear issue is another post) and I’m determined to cross a friggin’ finish line in time to actually receive my medal on race day.

They say three is the charm right?

8 Nov 2009
Categorized As: CarbKiller, funny

When a picture is worth a thousand words

song chart memes
see more Funny Graphs

1 Nov 2009
Categorized As: CarbKiller, Pep Talk

I know, I know but I’m recommending another article. This one is about an elite competitor at the Ironman World Championships in Kona, Hawaii. An Ironman by definition is the male winner of a triathlon consisting of  a 2.4 miles (3.86 km) swim, a 112 miles (180.25 km) bike and a marathon (26 miles 385 yards, 42.195 km) run, raced in that order and without a break. (Female winners are appropriately called IronWomen).

I cannot begin to conceive of what it takes to compete at this level and though I have no interest in doing this myself a friend of mine told me about this article and I wanted to give this guy a hug.

Just as a technical note an “age-grouper” is a competitor who is not competing at the professional open level.

Read the whole article HERE.