<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951</id><updated>2011-07-28T08:55:12.415-04:00</updated><category term='silk screen printing'/><category term='Walla Walla'/><category term='cancer'/><category term='marathon'/><category term='Dana Farber Marathon Challenge'/><category term='Jane Austin'/><category term='Pride and Prejudice'/><category term='IT band'/><category term='Thanksgiving'/><category term='DFMC'/><category term='sprained ankle'/><category term='Back Bay Fens'/><category term='help'/><category term='5K'/><category term='hills'/><category term='fundraising'/><category term='Boston'/><category term='Boston Marathon'/><category term='merchandise'/><category term='Spirit of the Marathon'/><category term='Armstrong'/><category term='trees'/><category term='celebrities'/><category term='family'/><category term='singlet'/><category term='Huckabee'/><category term='Woodinville'/><category term='Dana-Farber'/><category term='grandma'/><category term='Brookline'/><category term='Burke-Gilman'/><category term='training'/><category term='kids'/><category term='DC'/><category term='sponsors'/><category term='contest'/><category term='Ada'/><category term='research'/><category term='handmade'/><category term='Emerald Necklace'/><category term='cookies'/><category term='dogs'/><category term='spectating'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='gym'/><category term='Woodland'/><category term='injury'/><category term='Russian'/><category term='Copley Square'/><category term='bake sale'/><category term='elliptical'/><category term='sesquicentennial'/><category term='crafts'/><category term='running'/><category term='El Hogar'/><category term='half marathon'/><category term='Honduras'/><category term='food'/><category term='eating'/><category term='Tolt pipeline'/><category term='Boston Half Marathon'/><category term='arc trainer'/><category term='Wellesley'/><category term='race'/><category term='cards'/><category term='reasons'/><category term='Kenmore Square'/><category term='cancer research'/><category term='t-shirts'/><title type='text'>Run Helen Run</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-4795463922155068812</id><published>2010-05-10T21:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T22:32:51.525-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston Marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='race'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dana Farber Marathon Challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>The Marathon Post</title><content type='html'>On Monday, April 19th, I ran the Boston Marathon… I considered concealing the truth from you all, but I have decided against it. So here it is: I am really proud. I think my friend Ryan’s comment on Facebook expressed it best: “4:07:56 PR HELL YEAH”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="709109-2516-0001 by havemorecake, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/havemorecake/4555914393/"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="A few feet from the finish line" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2409/4555914393_8b1aae7a55_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a personal triumph in many ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I completed my 2nd Boston Marathon and my 3rd marathon over all. I ran 26.2 miles only 3 months and 1 week after spraining my ankle. And my time was a personal record.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I estimate that I have raised over $9500 for &lt;a href="http://www.rundfmc.org/"&gt;Dana-Farber Marathon Challenge (DFMC)&lt;/a&gt; program where all the money goes towards cancer research. This was record fundraising for me. More importantly, it shows how incredibly generous people are, even during these difficult economic times.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And I had a great time!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a title="709111-1053-0037 by havemorecake, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/havemorecake/4555913659/"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="At the finish line" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4070/4555913659_888809be5b_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Many Details &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;To the Starting Line&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone agrees that running 26.2 miles can be challenging. Yet fewer people might understand that getting to the starting line on the day of the race is a challenge in itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="DSCN3044 by havemorecake, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/havemorecake/4549393170/"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="Line for the BAA buses to Hopkinton" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4042/4549393170_57acb9b29f_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.baa.org/"&gt;Boston Athletic Association (BAA)&lt;/a&gt; says that the only “guaranteed” way to get to the Boston Marathon starting line in Hopkinton is to take the official BAA school buses from Boston Common. So that is where I was headed at 6:23am on Monday morning. Twenty minutes later I was squeezing through crowds of hungry looking people with neon yellow plastic bags strung across their shoulders. (Of course I looked just like them.). I was looking for my friend and fellow DFMC runner, Bess. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="DSCN3043 by havemorecake, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/havemorecake/4549393500/"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="Bess and I in line for the BAA buses to Hopkinton" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4025/4549393500_b90978cc7d_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Three quarters of an hour later, we finally got on one of the buses. Despite a few frozen fingers, we knew that now we would definitely make it to the start of the race. After a bumpy ride interrupted only by multiple incidents of public urination, Bess and I walked away from the Hopkinton High School to find THE church--a refuge for the DFMC team runners. (While everyone else hangs out in the fields by the school and waits for 30+ minutes in line to a porta-potty, DFMC runners are sheltered inside a church, where food, drink, medical supplies and toilets are plentiful.) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/S-dkSq191oI/AAAAAAAABFg/2oAkDngqwV8/s1600/DSCF1845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469450544365819522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="DFMC refuge in Hopkinton. Photo by Len Conte" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/S-dkSq191oI/AAAAAAAABFg/2oAkDngqwV8/s320/DSCF1845.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The church was warm, which was a relief, but we had to go back outside as soon as we got there to line up for DFMC team photos. The next hour was a bit of a blur. When we went back inside after the photos, announcements were already being made to “surrender” our bags. (Remember those neon yellow plastics bags everyone had. These are the only bags BAA will transport for runners from the starting line to the finish line, via school buses of course). I feverishly tossed things in and out of the bag trying to remember what I have forgotten to do: sunblock--check, sunglasses--check, gloves, GU...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I breathed a little easier once I put my bag on the school bus. Then I went out for a short warm up run. It was more of a “cool down” run, but it gave me an excuse to re-tie my shoes about a thousand times. I also got to see the &lt;a href="http://www.blueangels.navy.mil/"&gt;Blue Angels&lt;/a&gt;, who must have been doing a fly by over the starting line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/S-dlT9l2StI/AAAAAAAABFo/rujUGm9ta6s/s1600/DSCF1870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469451666089986770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="Starting corrals. Photo by Len Conte" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/S-dlT9l2StI/AAAAAAAABFo/rujUGm9ta6s/s320/DSCF1870.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is unfortunate, that nobody documented my appearance in the starting corral. (Bess did offer, but I was too flustered to agree.) To keep warm I wore an old XL sweatshirt, while wrapping my legs in an even older black fleece cape. I was not the only one wearing expendable clothing, and BAA was well prepared for this situation. Volunteers had separate bags for garbage and for the clothing people shed as they moved closer to the starting line. The disposed clothing would be donated to charity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had already spent hours waiting, and months preparing. Finally, we slowly walked, then jogged, then crossed the starting line of the Boston Marathon. Bess and I wished each other good luck before setting off to run the 26.2 miles to that coveted finish line in Copley Square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Running The Race&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Hopkinton the marathon course takes the runners through Ashland, Framingham, Natick, Wellesley, Newton, Brookline, and finally to Boston. The Boston Marathon is known for its crowds. It was sunny and warm, and spectators were indeed out in full force, partying and cheering loudly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few live bands played along the course, and people were blasting music from their boomboxes. I remember entering the town of Natick to the sounds of the Who’s “My Generation”. At some point, the Rocky theme-song made my heart skip as memories of my high school jazz band flooded my sugar starved brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is hard to remember what I saw where, especially during the first 9 miles where the course is less familiar to me. Here are a few things I do remember: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A runner pulling a cart with a couple of oxygen tanks—really, if he can run the marathon, then so can anyone.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seeing some of my coworkers in downtown Natick. Thanks for your support!&lt;a title="709123-4120-0046_e1 by havemorecake, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/havemorecake/4596881489/"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="Running through downtown Natick" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1032/4596881489_bb64d75135_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seeing Karen B and getting a hug!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watching my dad run alongside the course near Coolidge Corner, because he wanted to get a photo of me running. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Running with &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jenniefinet/4539296608/"&gt;Bill Y&lt;/a&gt; for a few minutes somewhere near the Wellesley-Newton border. (That was enough time for Bill to tell me that we will all eventually die…) It was all very inspiring, but being much slower than Bill, I stayed back and he pulled ahead as we climbed the Route 95 overpass.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Enormous “Run Boston Better” posters at every town border—I wish I could find photos of them on the web. Some of them were rather clever.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Super cheerful Wellesley College girls—you hear them before you see them. Unfortunately, this year I did not see any middle aged male runners act on signs like “Kiss me, I am a senior”, “Kiss me, it’s your last chance”, etc. I did see a few men sprinkled amongst the girls holding up similar signs… No, I was not tempted.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Painfully loud Boston College students—they seriously scared me. (Of course it was the 22nd mile, and I was not thinking straight.) They were stepping right into the course, forcing all the runners really close together. The screaming so close by was disorienting. When I tried to slow down to avoid crashing into a runner in front of me, I realized that I could not maneuver all that well anymore. I cannot tell you how glad I was to get to the area where the BC students were behind barricades.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;DFMC "cheering squad" at mile 25 on the Mass Pike overpass. I was really looking forward to that extra encouragement. It was a great feeling to reach the top of the overpass and to see so many friendly faces cheering the team on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/S-i2Jz4MC-I/AAAAAAAABF4/FNOT6uhfy7s/s1600/DFMCMile25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469822027102424034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="Running by the DFMC cheering section near mile 25. Photo by Steve McLaughlin." src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/S-i2Jz4MC-I/AAAAAAAABF4/FNOT6uhfy7s/s1600/DFMCMile25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Runners in costumers or otherwise wearing interesting clothes—a lady in violet princess cape, two ladies running together in pink Superwoman capes, an older gentleman dressed as a Cat in the Hat, a guy with all of his exposed skin painted orange, a woman in a leopard outfit, etc. (The leopard outfits were apparently quite popular...) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/S-iMH4WKfrI/AAAAAAAABFw/riZ0qRA89q0/s1600/CostumesRow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469775814453788338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="Photos by Jennie Finet and by Jim Rhoades" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/S-iMH4WKfrI/AAAAAAAABFw/riZ0qRA89q0/s800/CostumesRow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Realizing that I can no longer run downhill when following Commonwealth Avenue under Massachusetts Avenue in the last mile of the course.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Apparently I misread the BAA information about water stops. I expected them to be every 2 miles, but instead they were positioned at every mile. Of course, there is nothing wrong with that, but for the first several miles I was confused, uncertain when to expect the next water stop. For awhile I seriously considered asking a fellow runner about it, but felt too embarrassed. Just as well—it worked out fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of my sprained ankle, I only did two long-distance runs (by “long” I mean over 10 miles) before the marathon. I ran 20 miles 3 weeks before the race and 14 miles 2 weeks before the race. As a result I had little sense for the pace at which I should try to run the marathon. When my hips started “talking to me” around mile 14, I worried that maybe I went out too fast. Of course, there is no point in worrying, but… Luckily, getting preoccupied with something else made me temporarily forget my various aches and pains. Meeting Bill, seeing Karen, eating a GU (Chocolate Outrage was my flavor of choice this year), turning onto Commonwealth Avenue, and finally working through the “Newton flats” were all excellent distractions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Favorite parts of the course&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;cruising through Natick and Wellesley&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;turning “right on Hereford, left on Boylston” to glimpse the finish line and hoping to see mom.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="709118-4003-0018 by havemorecake, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/havemorecake/4556535278/"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="Left on Boylston Street (Notice the leopard outfits running next to me" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3424/4556535278_143069af74_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Least favorite moment&lt;/u&gt;: dodging the drunken BC crowds. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Official results and statistics&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Official Time:  4:07:56&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Overall:  16848&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Race entrants: 26,776&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Race starters: 23,071&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Race finishers: 22,588&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;u&gt;Boston 2010 vs Boston 2008&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nick convinced me to eat more during the race, so I went from eating 3 GUs in 2008 to 4 GUs this year. Now I think that having more food at regular intervals helped me avoid feeling sick to my stomach as I did last time towards the end of the marathon.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have many more memories from the race than I did from 2008, when I could not remember running through Washington Square or Coolidge Corner. I would credit more GU with this improvement as well. Though perhaps I also paid more attention this time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sadly I saw fewer people I knew along the course. Just as in 2008, I did not see Nick, but this time he did not see me either.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Having run Boston once before, I did not worry as much about the pre-race logistics such as what would happen once I was in Hopkinton.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Despite having run 2 marathons including Boston before, I still stressed out about such seemingly unimportant things as oversleeping and missing the BAA bus, deciding what to wear, and eating just the right amount of food the morning of the race. People say some pre-race jitters never go away.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a title="709065-2049-0009 by havemorecake, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/havemorecake/4555908825/"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="Half way point" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3363/4555908825_a8004a47c5_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Overall it was a great race for me, and the nice weather and super supportive crowds made it even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;all the people who supported my run and made it possible for me to raise so much money for Dana Farber! Your generosity is humbling.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my coworkers who were extremely supportive, enduring my long monologues about training and physical therapy, buying my homemade treats every Monday, driving me to and from work when I was on crutches&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Special thanks goes to Trace at the &lt;a href="http://www.bu.edu/rehab"&gt;BU Physical Therapy Center&lt;/a&gt;, who helped me start running again, and to Jack Fultz, the DFMC team coach (and the winner of the 1976 Boston Marathon), who helped me structure my training around the injury replying to every single one of my emails despite having 549 other team runners to worry about. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And last but not least, I would like to thank Nick who endured it all—the training, the therapy, the whining, the sprained ankle, the fundraising, etc, etc, etc…, and even borrowed a friend’s dog, Calvin, for a day to lift my spirits. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-4795463922155068812?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/4795463922155068812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=4795463922155068812' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/4795463922155068812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/4795463922155068812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2010/05/marathon-post.html' title='The Marathon Post'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2409/4555914393_8b1aae7a55_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-7218531380261698051</id><published>2010-04-18T21:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T22:11:38.357-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston Marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singlet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='race'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dana Farber Marathon Challenge'/><title type='text'>Race Day Fashions</title><content type='html'>It is 10pm on Sunday night, and I should be asleep getting charged for the marathon tomorrow. Instead I am blogging (to Nick's great chagrin). I really wanted to post what I will be wearing in the race tomorrow, so that if you are standing along the course, you will have a better chance at spotting me as I run by you. Luckily the DFMC singlet is bright orange, so it should be easy to recognize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="DSC_0585 by havemorecake, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/havemorecake/4532817453/"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="DFMC Singlet" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4022/4532817453_bb0a43b2e9_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="DSC_0582 by havemorecake, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/havemorecake/4532816083/"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4004/4532816083_ae148318fe_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A hat, sun glasses, and black shorts may be involved in this outfit as well.  See you on the course!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-7218531380261698051?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/7218531380261698051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=7218531380261698051' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/7218531380261698051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/7218531380261698051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2010/04/race-day-fashions.html' title='Race Day Fashions'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4022/4532817453_bb0a43b2e9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-5580562540064272330</id><published>2010-04-07T07:29:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T07:30:59.294-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston Marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DFMC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Woodland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='race'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spectating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Let's Get Ready</title><content type='html'>While I am getting ready to run the Boston Marathon in less then two weeks, I hope you are getting excited about following the race and maybe even going out to the course to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you will not be in Boston on April 19th, you can still follow my progress along the race course. AT&amp;amp;T provides a way for you to receive text message or email alerts when I cross the starting line, the 10K point, the half point, 30K point and the finish line. The following link, &lt;a href="http://registration.baa.org/2010/cf/RegAthleteAlert/pg_AthleteAlert.cfm?mode=preentry&amp;amp;snap=96685065&amp;amp;" target="_blank"&gt;AT&amp;amp;T Athelete Alert Program&lt;/a&gt;, provides the instructions for setting up the alerts. My bib number is &lt;strong&gt;22583&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are in Boston, I hope you get a chance to come out and cheer the runners along the course. It is always super exciting to see the elite runners zoom by. Of course then you might have to wait awhile to see your friends, i.e. me, to come crawling along a few hours later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is an excellent interactive guide to the course map and good locations for the spectators: &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.boston.com/sports/marathon/course/map/"&gt;Boston Marathon Interactive Map&lt;/a&gt;. Personally, I would suggest that you avoid the finish line, and if you do go out to the Woodland T station to watch the race along Rte. 16, please be prepared to wait in crowded line to go back into town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you make a decision on where you will be before Marathon Monday, please let me know. I love seeing my friends along the course, and if I know where you'll stand I will be able to keep a lookout for you too. I will post what I will wear a day or two before the race to make it easier for you to spot me. At this point one thing is certain--I will definitely be wearing my Dana Farber Marathon Challenge singlet (a photo of it to follow).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-5580562540064272330?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/5580562540064272330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=5580562540064272330' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/5580562540064272330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/5580562540064272330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2010/04/lets-get-ready.html' title='Let&apos;s Get Ready'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-1103565406312455503</id><published>2010-04-04T23:15:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T23:33:18.815-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston Marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='training'/><title type='text'>Scorecard and Ten Seconds of Fame (Literally)</title><content type='html'>Being completely preoccupied with eating and workout, I only now found time to report that my 20 mile run last weekend went really well.  Yes, of course there were some aches and pains, but I made it in great time without major difficulties.  What a confindence booster that was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the video clip of me running the 20 miles.  (The video then moves on to show you other news clips--just reload the page, if you would like to see me run for 10 seconds again, as I know you do.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="ezEmbeddedPlayerDiv"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://multimedia.boston.com/widgets/450/frame.js?width=480&amp;height=330&amp;clip=4518"&gt;&amp;#a0;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a id="ezEmbedSiteLink" href="http://multimedia.boston.com/m/30016803/boston-marathon-21-mile-training-run.htm" target="_blank"&gt;Watch the full video at Boston.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With just two weeks remaining before the marathon, the excitement builds, and the tapering off has begun.  On Saturday I ran only 14 miles (Cleveland Circle out to Wellesley and back).  Next weekend the run will be shorter still--probably about 8 miles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-1103565406312455503?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/1103565406312455503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=1103565406312455503' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/1103565406312455503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/1103565406312455503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2010/04/scorecard-and-ten-seconds-of-fame.html' title='Scorecard and Ten Seconds of Fame (Literally)'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-1381692287910163149</id><published>2010-03-26T18:55:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T00:02:00.835-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sprained ankle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='training'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='injury'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>The Ultimate Test</title><content type='html'>It has been a lont time since I have last updated the blog. I have been busy, though I am having difficulties explaining exactly what I have been so busy with. It seems like I spend all of my time doing exactly 5 things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Working out, be it strength training, running, in and out of physical therapy, etc.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eating—muscles need fuel&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grocery shopping and cooking (in order to satisfy activity #2)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Working—apparently food costs money; so does physical therapy and going to the pool&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sleeping—wish I could skip this one but have not yet been able to figure out how&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Food is definitely the focus here. It is not just about breakfast, lunch and dinner. Eating for me has been continuous. My desk at work is overflowing with nuts, dried fruit, and chocolate. Occasional family events tend to revolve around a meal. TV watching is almost always combined with eating. Even long workouts imply carefully planned consumption of special “GU” to keep me going. And during those rare moments when I am not eating, I am ultimately planning the next meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I run to eat, and I eat to run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ultimate test for all of this training is not the marathon itself. The race is more of a celebration after the craziness that the training season brings into runners’ lives. The test for me is coming up tomorrow morning. With three weeks left before the marathon, I plan to do a 20 mile training run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited and nervous. I am acting on the assumption that my ankle will hold me up. A lot of runners will be doing their last big long run this weekend, and I expect the marathon course will be quite crowded. I heard that some out of town runners come out to Boston to do this run on the marathon course, and that locals come out to cheers the runners on. When I trained for the Boston Marathon two years ago, this is the run I did not get to do because I was nursing an IT band injury then, and it makes me look forward to this run even more.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-1381692287910163149?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/1381692287910163149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=1381692287910163149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/1381692287910163149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/1381692287910163149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2010/03/ultimate-test.html' title='The Ultimate Test'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-3633900605264681237</id><published>2010-02-22T21:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T21:41:28.116-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elliptical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='training'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arc trainer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>My "Olympic" Training</title><content type='html'>While it is true that I have been glued to the TV every evening watching the Olympics, I have also been doing some of my own "Olympic level" training.  Here is the last week’s summary of my efforts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Two one-hour sessions of deep water running&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Two physical therapy sessions involving running and intense strength training&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Two morning aerobic workouts, each of which involved an elliptical machine and some run/walking on the treadmill&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And the week’s finale—my “long run” (total of 4 hours and 15 minutes):&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 x 45 minutes + 1 x 30 minutes on the arc trainer &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 x 15 minutes of run/walking on the treadmill &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 x 45 minutes on the elliptical machine&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;As you can see from the above summary, I am slowly but surely starting to run. So now is a great time for you to enter my training mileage and race time contest for a chance to win a $25 Amazon gift certificates. Please look &lt;a href="http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2010/01/announcing-training-mileage-and-race.html"&gt;at this earlier post&lt;/a&gt; for more information on how to enter the contest. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-3633900605264681237?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/3633900605264681237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=3633900605264681237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/3633900605264681237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/3633900605264681237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-olympic-level.html' title='My &quot;Olympic&quot; Training'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-6331224130894796057</id><published>2010-01-28T22:01:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T22:57:22.918-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='training'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fundraising'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Announcing Training Mileage and Race Time Contest</title><content type='html'>I invite you to participate in a contest for a chance to win $25 &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/"&gt;Amazon&lt;/a&gt; gift certificate. All you have to do is make a guess at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;How many miles I will run training for the marathon between January 1st and April 19, 2010, not counting the marathon itself.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How long it will take me to complete the Boston Marathon.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;I will select two winners after the race--one for the closest estimate of my total training mileage and one for the closest estimate of my race time. Please feel free to refer to &lt;a href="http://www.runningahead.com/logs/4083e74962034a78803f62d887caaa52" target="_blank"&gt;my running log&lt;/a&gt; to help you make the estimates. And here is a hint--my total training mileage for January will not change, but my ankle will be strong enough to start gradually ramping up my miles in February.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is how to enter the contest:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Please make a &lt;a href="http://www.runhelenrun.com/" target="_blank"&gt;donation to the Dana-Farber Marathon Challenge&lt;/a&gt;. The suggested donation for a single contest entry is $5. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Submit your best guess by filling out &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.com/forms/?831650-ubCW09RUR2" target="_blank"&gt;this contest form&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;You can enter the contest multiple times! The more you contribute to the fight against cancer, the more estimates you can make increasing your chances of winning! Good luck and thank you for your support!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-6331224130894796057?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/6331224130894796057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=6331224130894796057' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/6331224130894796057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/6331224130894796057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2010/01/announcing-training-mileage-and-race.html' title='Announcing Training Mileage and Race Time Contest'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-901439330683299494</id><published>2010-01-26T21:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T21:09:25.603-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sprained ankle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elliptical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='injury'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>It's Getting Better All The Time...</title><content type='html'>It has been two weeks since I have sprained my ankle. While I am not quite running yet, but I am happy to report (as I sit here with an ice pack strapped to my foot) that there is definite progress in the right direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been walking without crutches for over a week! I started physical therapy sessions last week, which have been extremely helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over all I have only missed about a week of training. I have started working out ever since the physical therapist has cleared me to go wild on a stationery bike or an elliptical machine last Tuesday. My scheduled 13 mile run last weekend became a 2 hour and 15 minute workout on a bike and an arc trainer. Boring--yes, but so worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While my foot continues to display a wide range of blues and purples, I feel very optimistic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone around me--my family, my friends and my colleagues--has been extremely supportive, and I am infinitely thankful to you all! My blues is over. I am excited and optimistic. I hope to begin the transition back to running very soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-901439330683299494?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/901439330683299494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=901439330683299494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/901439330683299494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/901439330683299494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-getting-better-all-time.html' title='It&apos;s Getting Better All The Time...'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-4620197644416517589</id><published>2010-01-14T19:00:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T23:45:10.766-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sprained ankle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='training'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='injury'/><title type='text'>The Rules Have Changed</title><content type='html'>Two days ago I had to toss my training schedule out the window.  It was a very sad moment, and I will preface my explanation of what happened by firmly stating that I am still planning on training for and running the Boston Marathon this year.  So what happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With just over 13 weeks left till the marathon I managed to fall down the stairs in our apartment building and sprain my ankle.  Nick had to come and carry me back to our apartment.  There were a few tears, and a few x-rays.  Now there are the crutches and a lot of hopping around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick and I have very different memories of the prognosis the doctor gave me on the speed of my recovery, but we agree that my foot is definitely getting better.  The swelling is decreasing, and today I have started very carefully putting some weight on it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before this accident, I was very much looking forward to getting into the routine of running and strength training.  I was excited about being able to add extra miles and track workouts to my schedule this year.  More than anything, I was hoping to have a season without injuries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since clearly such "utopia" is not to be, I am determined to see the bright side of things.  I did not break any bones, nor did I damage any other parts of my body (not even my brain) during the fall.  My previously nonexistent upper body strength is growing at lightening speed with every crutch step I take.  I have over 3 months before the marathon--the same accident 2 months later would have left me with no chance of running the race.  The injury is just another challenge along the way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More importantly, in the grand scheme of things my sprained ankle is a scratch compared to the suffering the cancer patients endure, and the courage and the strength they muster in their fight against cancer.  I will only work harder on trying to heal and rehabilitate while thinking about the people I am running for.  They endure radiation and chemotherapy--I can definitely overcome a mere sprained ankle and run the marathon for them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-4620197644416517589?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/4620197644416517589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=4620197644416517589' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/4620197644416517589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/4620197644416517589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2010/01/rules-have-changed.html' title='The Rules Have Changed'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-5685501306391354034</id><published>2009-12-24T23:55:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T02:44:36.068-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walla Walla'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Walk Running in Walla Walla</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="DSC_0368 by havemorecake, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/havemorecake/4214445459/"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; alt: " src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4045/4214445459_81e0dc30c8_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Merry Christmas, everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spending Christmas in Walla Walla is as wonderful as ever. In anticipation of large dinner and a busy morning tomorrow, I went for a run this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I woke up with a stiff hip over a week ago, I have pulled back a bit on my running. However, under Jack's guidance I have been slowly building the miles back up by doing some "walk running." This morning I did 52 minutes of 1 minute walking and 3 minute running in the fields.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love running in the wheat fields in Walla Walla. Even though the Blue Hills were hiding in the fog this morning, the rolling hills and the bare fields surrounding me were as beautiful as ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-5685501306391354034?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/5685501306391354034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=5685501306391354034' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/5685501306391354034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/5685501306391354034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2009/12/walk-running-in-walla-walla.html' title='Walk Running in Walla Walla'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4045/4214445459_81e0dc30c8_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-7101888525492632304</id><published>2009-12-07T23:18:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T23:40:29.353-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='race'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5K'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Day Run</title><content type='html'>There is no better way to prepare for a holiday dinner than to go for a hard and fast run. This is exactly what my friend and fellow &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.runDFMC.org/2010/elizabethj"&gt;DFMC runner Bess&lt;/a&gt; and I set out to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/Sx3XQQzB7aI/AAAAAAAABCk/jnEDyeg3_lI/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412719001556086178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/Sx3XQQzB7aI/AAAAAAAABCk/jnEDyeg3_lI/s320/photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We chose to run the &lt;a href="http://main.nationalmssociety.org/site/TR?fr_id=12930&amp;amp;pg=entry"&gt;Boston Volvo 5K Road Race&lt;/a&gt; mainly based on its location and starting time, and it turned out to be a very nice race to run even with the rather noticeable hill at the beginning in the first mile. Unfortunately, this was &lt;a href="http://www.coolrunning.com/results/09/ma/Nov26_Boston_set1.shtml"&gt;not a PR for me&lt;/a&gt;, but I enjoyed the race immensely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/Sx3YVx_RtnI/AAAAAAAABCs/pr-4HedHLsA/s1600-h/7381229_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412720195876796018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/Sx3YVx_RtnI/AAAAAAAABCs/pr-4HedHLsA/s320/7381229_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Clearly Bess and I were far from the only ones with an urge to run on Thanksgiving Day morning. Over a thousand people ran the race along with us, and at the same time there were numerous other races taking place in the Greater Boston area. Even the New York Times published &lt;a href="http://opinionator.blogs.nytimes.com/2009/11/25/the-turkey-day-trot-explained/?em"&gt;a blurb about the urge to run on Thanksgiving&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-7101888525492632304?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/7101888525492632304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=7101888525492632304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/7101888525492632304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/7101888525492632304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2009/12/thanksgiving-day-run.html' title='Thanksgiving Day Run'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/Sx3XQQzB7aI/AAAAAAAABCk/jnEDyeg3_lI/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-6987614456718743702</id><published>2009-11-21T15:01:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T15:17:49.920-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silk screen printing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trees'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handmade'/><title type='text'>Handmade Cards</title><content type='html'>Last week I explored silk screen printing. I cut out my little tree design from paper, and taped the paper to the screen. Then I screen printed a few greeting cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="DSC_0328 by havemorecake, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/havemorecake/4122099557/"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2752/4122099557_51ee427408_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am offering them to anyone interested for a $3 donation to &lt;a href="http://www.rundfmc.org/faf/home/ccp.asp?ievent=321295&amp;amp;ccp=93197#DFMC"&gt;DFMC&lt;/a&gt; per card. The cards are white with a deckle, blank inside, 5" x 6 &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7/8&lt;/span&gt;", and come with matching envelopes. I would also be happy to ship these granted that I am reimbursed for the shipping costs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="DSC_0327 by havemorecake, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/havemorecake/4122870752/"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2678/4122870752_bef13a92d5_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="DSC_0329 by havemorecake, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/havemorecake/4116769892/"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2538/4116769892_1a233fc575_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="DSC_0331 by havemorecake, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/havemorecake/4115999981/"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2534/4115999981_4db235911a_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-6987614456718743702?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/6987614456718743702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=6987614456718743702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/6987614456718743702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/6987614456718743702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2009/11/handmade-cards.html' title='Handmade Cards'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2752/4122099557_51ee427408_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-3344035704749189917</id><published>2009-11-13T21:56:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T22:39:51.937-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston Marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='training'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Training Or Not Training</title><content type='html'>Many people ask me if I have already started training for the Boston Marathon.  Have I?  Most marathon training programs are about 18 weeks long.  With the race being over 5 months away, I have not officially started on any programs.   However I am running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goal is to have no injuries, to get stronger, stay strong, and then get even stronger.  To do that, I am running 4 times a week for a total of about 25 miles.  Each week includes a tempo run, an interval workout, and a 10 mile run.  This regimen leaves 3 more days per week for other exciting activities--1 day for rest, and 2 days for stength training. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will start a yet-to-be-determined training program around mid December, because it is not sufficiently cold yet for all those long runs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-3344035704749189917?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/3344035704749189917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=3344035704749189917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/3344035704749189917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/3344035704749189917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2009/11/training-or-not-training.html' title='Training Or Not Training'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-26310094584266771</id><published>2009-10-30T23:32:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T23:41:13.132-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston Marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DFMC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cancer research'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dana-Farber'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dana Farber Marathon Challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cancer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Why Run So Many Miles So Many Times</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SuuwhHs2swI/AAAAAAAABCQ/mxLgKMcBV8g/s1600-h/AdaAndHelen_W.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398602661383025410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; alt: " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SuuwhHs2swI/AAAAAAAABCQ/mxLgKMcBV8g/s320/AdaAndHelen_W.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am running the Boston Marathon in memory of my aunt Ada, who died of cancer almost a year ago at the age of 60. Her father had to bury his only child. Her grandson, who was not yet two years old at the time, would not remember his grandmother who spent so much of her time taking care of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My aunt Ada was technically my second cousin--she was my dad’s cousin, but I always called her my aunt. Growing up I did not see her very often, as we lived in Moscow and her family lived in Sevastopol, a large port town in Ukraine on the Black Sea. Thus the rare occasions when I did get to see her were extra special. Later on, when her family and I were living in the Seattle area, we spent more time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always upbeat and energetic, she always knew which movies to watch and which ones to skip, and what new book to read, and which noteworthy musician was giving a concert in town. Whenever presented with a chance, she tried to feed me into a food coma. More importantly, she was a great listener, and always knew how to make people relax, talk and feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Ada’s death came as a shock to my family, as we knew nothing of her illness. Aunt Ada was diagnosed only a few months before she died, and she did not want people to know that she was sick. She was always a strong woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I run in memory of my aunt Ada, but I also run for the living—for the cancer patients both old and very young, for the families, for the children, for everyone affected by this terrible disease. If we put our efforts together, we can conquer this monster. I hope you will join me in the fight by &lt;a href="http://www.runhelenrun.com/"&gt;supporting cancer research&lt;/a&gt; at the &lt;a href="http://www.dana-farber.org/"&gt;Dana Farber Cancer Institute&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-26310094584266771?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/26310094584266771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=26310094584266771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/26310094584266771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/26310094584266771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2009/10/why-run-so-many-miles-so-many-times.html' title='Why Run So Many Miles So Many Times'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SuuwhHs2swI/AAAAAAAABCQ/mxLgKMcBV8g/s72-c/AdaAndHelen_W.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-3776675397289515706</id><published>2009-10-22T07:15:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T07:29:26.594-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Woodland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Running To Work</title><content type='html'>I am currently on the train going to work, and people are giving me funny looks.  Why? Besides looking like I just got out of bed (which I did), I am also carrying bags.  Multiple bags!  Not counting my backpack!  And all of them are full of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is all this "stuff" that I am carrying?  Let's see--two days worth of lunch, a book for the lunch time book club, the laptop of course, sneakers to wear at the gym today, and two days worth of clothing, including a pair of shoes for tomorrow.  (I did also stop at the drug store on my way to the train station to buy some lotion, but that was a very minor addition to all the "stuff".)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, tomorrow my morning run will be "special".  I plan to run to work from the Woodland T station.  I have already done this 3 times, and enjoyed it immensely.  The downside is that it cannot be done on the spur of the moment.  It requires careful planning, because I refuse to run and carry clean clothes at the same time.  So today I am carrying a change of clothes for today, and a change of clothes for tomorrow (including shoes and a coat).  That way when I set out for my run tomorrow morning, all I have to bring is my cell phone, keys, and my train pass.  I cannot wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-3776675397289515706?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/3776675397289515706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=3776675397289515706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/3776675397289515706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/3776675397289515706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2009/10/running-to-work.html' title='Running To Work'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-2615881530106420839</id><published>2009-10-12T22:19:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T22:59:09.622-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emerald Necklace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston Half Marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='half marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Back Bay Fens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='race'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Boston Half Marathon</title><content type='html'>The &lt;a href="http://www.baa.org/HalfMarathon/Default.asp"&gt;Boston Half Marathon&lt;/a&gt; starts and ends right here in the Back Bay Fens. It used to end in the Roberto Clemente Field, but this year it started and ended on Park Drive--in other words, just a couple blocks away. Ever since I learned about the race in 2005, I have always wanted to run it, and finally this Sunday I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="IMG_6224 by havemorecake, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/havemorecake/4006594009/"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="Jogging to the start line on Park Drive" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2431/4006594009_ce3acb3620_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.baa.org/HalfMarathon/RaceCourse.asp"&gt;race course&lt;/a&gt; is beautiful especially during this time of the year, when all the maple trees are turning red. The weather was perfect, with the sun shining brightly in my eyes, as I ran along the &lt;a href="http://www.emeraldnecklace.org/"&gt;Emerald Necklace&lt;/a&gt;, past the Jamaica Pond and the Arnold Arboretum. After a short dash through the Franklin Park Zoo, the course turned around, and I ran back following almost the same way back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="IMG_0400_e1 by havemorecake, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/havemorecake/4006596407/"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="Riverway near Longwood Avenue, around mile 11 mark" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3517/4006596407_9cf5487920_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My parents were waiting for me near mile 11 by Longwood Avenue, and I got to see Nick near the &lt;a href="http://www.mfa.org/"&gt;MFA&lt;/a&gt;, as I ran the last mile. I finished in 1:55:38, which was a PR for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-2615881530106420839?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/2615881530106420839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=2615881530106420839' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/2615881530106420839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/2615881530106420839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2009/10/boston-half-marathon.html' title='Boston Half Marathon'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2431/4006594009_ce3acb3620_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-4661530787887486938</id><published>2009-10-01T22:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T22:55:26.882-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sponsors'/><title type='text'>DFMC 2008 Sponsors, Thank You!</title><content type='html'>Lubdha Khandelwal&lt;br /&gt;Irina &amp;amp; Mikhail Chigirinskiy&lt;br /&gt;Monica Wang&lt;br /&gt;Brendan Hannigan&lt;br /&gt;Daniel Sternberg&lt;br /&gt;Deepti Sukhwani&lt;br /&gt;Adam Solomon&lt;br /&gt;Rajesh Sunkari&lt;br /&gt;Kevin Backhouse&lt;br /&gt;John LoVerso&lt;br /&gt;Jing Weng&lt;br /&gt;Lori Tavis&lt;br /&gt;Helen Howell&lt;br /&gt;Rick Spada&lt;br /&gt;Len Conte&lt;br /&gt;Krishna Tamminana&lt;br /&gt;Rob Comer&lt;br /&gt;Greg Bartlett&lt;br /&gt;Ingrid Stuart&lt;br /&gt;Jeanne O'Keefe&lt;br /&gt;Gautam Vallabha&lt;br /&gt;Eugenia Gerasimova&lt;br /&gt;Alex Kaplan&lt;br /&gt;Ed Donovan&lt;br /&gt;Helen Eventov&lt;br /&gt;Laurel Miyake&lt;br /&gt;Brian Bagenstose&lt;br /&gt;The MathWorks&lt;br /&gt;Chris Wood&lt;br /&gt;Nicole Corriel&lt;br /&gt;Art Hutchinson&lt;br /&gt;Rolfe Dlugy-Hegwer&lt;br /&gt;Melanie Sifuentes&lt;br /&gt;Brooke Hunter&lt;br /&gt;Julie Nemecek&lt;br /&gt;Maria Genkin&lt;br /&gt;Gayle Añonuevo&lt;br /&gt;May Jiang&lt;br /&gt;Eric Milkie&lt;br /&gt;Bill York&lt;br /&gt;Brooke and Van Trinh&lt;br /&gt;Alejandra Villegas&lt;br /&gt;Steve Conahan&lt;br /&gt;Rowena Sy-Santos&lt;br /&gt;Many many of my coworkers buying my baked goodies&lt;br /&gt;Alice Hou&lt;br /&gt;Debbie Cook&lt;br /&gt;David Lyon&lt;br /&gt;Marcia &amp;amp; Jim Gordon&lt;br /&gt;Dorothy &amp;amp; Josh Kern&lt;br /&gt;Galina &amp;amp; Joseph Zlotnikov&lt;br /&gt;Christina Roberts&lt;br /&gt;Laura Drumheller &amp;amp; John Hunter&lt;br /&gt;Christy &amp;amp; Tom Drumheller&lt;br /&gt;Julie Somers&lt;br /&gt;Laura &amp;amp; Jomar Ochoco&lt;br /&gt;Alexander Livshin&lt;br /&gt;Igor Tsukrov&lt;br /&gt;Nancy Lum&lt;br /&gt;Bernice Moy&lt;br /&gt;Joanna Liu&lt;br /&gt;Gauri Adelkar&lt;br /&gt;Johnny Hu&lt;br /&gt;Igor Bely&lt;br /&gt;Michael Allen&lt;br /&gt;Andy Johnson&lt;br /&gt;Ken Mitton&lt;br /&gt;David Lidrbauch&lt;br /&gt;Rahul Mitra&lt;br /&gt;Susan &amp;amp; Michael Bushe&lt;br /&gt;Mary Ellen Siudut&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer Black&lt;br /&gt;Alan Weiss&lt;br /&gt;Jamie Fitzgerald&lt;br /&gt;James LeColst&lt;br /&gt;David Frink&lt;br /&gt;Jen White&lt;br /&gt;Brian O'Toole&lt;br /&gt;Joe Conti&lt;br /&gt;Mark Schmitt&lt;br /&gt;Mark &amp;amp; Natasha Saxonov&lt;br /&gt;Elsie Golding&lt;br /&gt;Dr. R. Rosenthal&lt;br /&gt;Betty &amp;amp; Kirk Drumheller&lt;br /&gt;Tanya &amp;amp; Boris Polsky&lt;br /&gt;Galina &amp;amp; Arkadiy Prilutskiy&lt;br /&gt;Janice &amp;amp; Greg Glenn&lt;br /&gt;Kate Sprague&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-4661530787887486938?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/4661530787887486938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=4661530787887486938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/4661530787887486938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/4661530787887486938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2009/10/dfmc-2008-sponsors-thank-you.html' title='DFMC 2008 Sponsors, Thank You!'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-2970856447669919400</id><published>2008-07-30T21:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T21:16:55.673-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Three months after the marathon, the fundraising now draws to a close. I would like to thank all of you for your generous support. Together we raised &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;$9,143.45&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I could not have done it without you—not without your generosity, encouragement and reassurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for following my training and fundraising progress. I loved sharing my ups and downs with you. My Boston Marathon run was a special and unforgettable event for me, and I hope to do it again one day. Until then, this blog will stay quiet. You are welcome to follow my life outside of running through &lt;a href="http://havemorecake.blogspot.com/"&gt;my personal blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you again for your generous donations, for your support. You made an enormous difference in the life of many. Thank you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-2970856447669919400?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/2970856447669919400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=2970856447669919400' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/2970856447669919400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/2970856447669919400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2008/07/thank-you.html' title='Thank You!'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-3572834191910185386</id><published>2008-04-27T15:48:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T16:07:40.556-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hills'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='race'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>26.2 in 4:32:17</title><content type='html'>In Hopkington my corral was lining up on the uphill. Where is the crazy downhill everyone was talking about? Then we started walking, then running. Ah, here comes the steep downhill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sea of people in front of me. A few miles of making sure I am not running faster then 10 minute miles, and I reached Ashland. With so many people passing me by, I turn around, but there was still a human sea behind me. After Ashland, the area was becoming more familiar with every minute. By the time I hit the Framingham train station, I was so excited—I knew I was close to Natick, where people were going to cheer for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194017678271850434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SBTbjy5-J8I/AAAAAAAAAms/RClVVamrlYI/s320/image_server8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The miles between Framingham and Natick flew by as I chatted to a fellow runner. Lev was from Latvia, and has been running road races, including many marathons, for many years. We ran together till mile 16 where he stopped to say hello to his children, while I decided to run ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of my coworkers cheering in Natick gave me an extra kick. Also, the idea that I just ran 10 miles without any significant IT band pain was exciting. My doubts about finishing were fading away, replaced by utter elation. Knowledge that I have run from Natick to Boston several times was also boosting my confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smell of fresh pine cones filled the air as we approached Wellesley College. Here I finally got to run through the “screech tunnel”, where the Wellesley College girls show off the incredible powers of their vocal chords. Yet, more amazing was the number of “kiss me” signs the girls were holding up. “Kiss me, I am Mormon.” “Kiss me, I am a virgin.” “Kiss me this Passover.” “Kiss me, I love you.” I did not get to read them all. Incredibly, numerous sweaty middle-aged men flocked to the barricades and followed the signs’ directions. Last chance? At the end of the “screech row” stood several tall young men, also holding up “kiss me” signs…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached Wellesley Square and cleared the half way point of the marathon. Now I was on a roll. Of course, according to the amazing DFMC coach and 1976 Boston Marathon winner, Jack Fultz, the real half point only comes at mile 17.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194017673976883122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SBTbji5-J7I/AAAAAAAAAmk/1HhsusegiSM/s320/image_server4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More people, cute dogs, the first real hill at the Route 95 overpass, and I found myself in the Dana-Farber cheering area by the Newton Wellesley Hospital. Mile 17 marker is in the relatively flat area right before the course makes its first turn ever onto Commonwealth Avenue. I felt so excited as I passed Jack’s half point in the race. Finally, I was facing major hills, as opposed to downhills for a change!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so excited, that the hills did not seem that bad. As I cleared the Heartbreak Hill the scenery changed. Mildly to heavily intoxicated Boston College students replaced the happily cheering families with cute labs. If you think the Wellesley girls are loud, you have not heard the BC crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In training I have always found reaching the beginning of the B line depressing. Only 5 miles to the finish line, but I know these 5 miles with my eyes closed, so you cannot fool me into thinking I have only a short way to go. I thought the race day will be different, but it was not. The feeling of dread was compounded by a strong suspicion that my quads have solidified into brick, and lifting a leg was becoming an increasingly arduous task with every step. Who said that the last 5 miles are the most enjoyable? I was still hoping for running without feeling my legs as Jack promised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People practically sit on the B line tracks along the “graveyard” mile of the course, and they do not move an inch when the trains blow the whistles and slow down to a crawl just to get by them. The familiar Washington Square and Coolidge Corner both looked unrecognizable, filled with the screaming crowds. I spent the next block debating about why Trader Joe’s is not passing out or selling anything to the crowds outside their store. Would it not boost the business? I then tried to remind myself that Nick and I have walked to Coolidge Corner, and that the John Hancock tower looming in the distance is really not that far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I perked up after St. Paul Street. My personal cheering squad was supposed to be near Park Drive. I could see the Japanese bakery, and the True Value Hardware by St. Mary’s T stop. A little further a long there were my parents, pressed tight into the barricade. I was so excited to see them, that I did not notice Nick and my friends standing behind them. I was still looking for Nick, as I scaled up the Mass Pike overpass, the last noticeable hill on the course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly it hit me—the screaming Dana Farber cheering squad at mile 25 on top of the overpass. It was as if the entire overpass was screaming. A sea of brown and yellow Dana-Farber shirts. This was it, the final mile. What fatigue? What pain? I could not feel any of it. I remembered Jack’s words—no one drops out in the last mile. Here was my darling dirty Kenmore square with at least 20 rows of Red Sox fans leaning against the barricades. I am sure I was not, but I felt like I was sprinting onto Hereford Street, and finally I was on Boylston running as hard as I could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194018331106879442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SBTcJy5-J9I/AAAAAAAAAm0/ZqStMC89sa4/s320/image_server23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I know it sounds cheesy, but I was trying hard not to cry. I made it. I could see the enormous blue gate over the finish line, the cheering crowds behind the barricades, the sun and the beautiful blue sky. I reached the bleachers, and crossed the finish line with my arms raised high in triumph. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-3572834191910185386?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/3572834191910185386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=3572834191910185386' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/3572834191910185386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/3572834191910185386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2008/04/262-in-43217.html' title='26.2 in 4:32:17'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SBTbjy5-J8I/AAAAAAAAAms/RClVVamrlYI/s72-c/image_server8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-2416139664422346372</id><published>2008-04-23T22:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T22:19:04.677-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>And the Winners Are...</title><content type='html'>Yes, I have earned my "bragging rights" by completing the 112th Boston Marathon on Monday.  I ran a slow but even race, passing the half point at 2:15:13, and finishing in 4:32:17.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between December 1, 2007, and Monday, not counting the race, I ran 364 miles.  (Please refer to &lt;a href="http://www.runningahead.com/logs/4083e74962034a78803f62d887caaa52"&gt;my complete running log&lt;/a&gt; if you would like to check my math.)  I understand that my injury 6 weeks ago not only potentially sabotaged my marathon run, but also affected your training guesses.  I am sorry, but it is really a game.  Smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are &lt;a href="http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2007/10/race-times-and-training-miles.html"&gt;all the bets&lt;/a&gt;--only 8 bets overall, so your chances of winning were quite high!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the winners are:&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;the closest guess to the number of training miles: May Jiang at 410&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the closest guess to my marathon time: Julie N. at 4:37:11&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations!  Your Amazon gift certificates will be emailed to you shortly! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, everyone, for your tremendous support!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Return soon to read about every detail of my race day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-2416139664422346372?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/2416139664422346372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=2416139664422346372' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/2416139664422346372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/2416139664422346372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2008/04/and-winners-are.html' title='And the Winners Are...'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-6135986316448567923</id><published>2008-04-20T20:16:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T20:26:30.986-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dana-Farber'/><title type='text'>Spot Me Amongst 24,999 Other Runners</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SAveJfS_MEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/0CF77IOoW80/s1600-h/DSC_0658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191487250075955266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SAveJfS_MEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/0CF77IOoW80/s320/DSC_0658.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Insert me here (see photo).  Of course, there'll be over 500 other Dana Farber Marathon Challenge runners wearing the same singlet!  Yes, we are strong!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can follow my progress  using my bib number, 22115, at the &lt;a href="http://www.baa.org/Default.asp"&gt;BAA website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I hope you are out there enjoying a nice day and watching the marathon along the course, not at your computer.  Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-6135986316448567923?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/6135986316448567923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=6135986316448567923' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/6135986316448567923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/6135986316448567923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2008/04/spot-me-amongst-24999-other-runners.html' title='Spot Me Amongst 24,999 Other Runners'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SAveJfS_MEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/0CF77IOoW80/s72-c/DSC_0658.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-5339282966838376364</id><published>2008-04-17T18:46:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T17:19:25.988-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brookline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wellesley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kenmore Square'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Woodland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spectating'/><title type='text'>You, the Spectator, at the Boston Marathon</title><content type='html'>Please come and watch the race. Besides witnessing my groundbreaking marathon run, you might also find yourself inspired. Of course, I would just be beside myself with joy, if you cheered me on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where to watch the race from? A highly debatable question. Let’s assume you are coming from Boston, and that you have the entire day off. Even so, you might have to decide whether you want to anchor yourself in one perfect spot with a cooler and some cucumber sandwiches at your feet, or if you want to skip around and see yours truly at multiple locations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please refer to the course map &lt;a href="http://www.baa.org/BostonMarathon/CourseMaps.pdf"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just about any location on Beacon Street along the C line should be easy to get to and a good place to see runners in action. If you take the B line all the way to the end, you may be able to witness runners right after they have scaled the infamous Heartbreak Hill. You would be stationed near the "graveyard" mile, with the Evergreen Cemetery stretching along the course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could also hop onto the D line, and take it to Woodland, which will put you along Washington Street, very close to mile 17. You would be able to see runners before they hit the Newton "Flats". You should be able to make it back to the Fenway or Kenmore stop on the T faster then most people can run 8-9 miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also hop on the &lt;a href="http://www.mbta.com/schedules_and_maps/rail/lines/?route=WORCSTER&amp;amp;direction=O&amp;amp;timing=PAT&amp;amp;RedisplayTime=Redisplay+Time"&gt;Framingham/Worcester Commuter Rail&lt;/a&gt;, and take it to any of the Wellesley stops. The most interesting is probably the furthest--Wellesley Square, which is closest to Wellesley College. You would be near the half point mark, and you will learn the power of the Wellesley girls vocal chords, where the course is sometimes refered to as the "screech tunnel". Please refer to the &lt;a href="http://www.mbta.com/schedules_and_maps/rail/lines/?route=WORCSTER&amp;amp;direction=I&amp;amp;timing=PAT&amp;amp;RedisplayTime=Redisplay+Time"&gt;train schedule&lt;/a&gt; carefully, since the trains do not run nearly as often as the T, if you want to make it back in time to see the same people near the end of the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Kenmore Square spectators beware: there is a Red Sox home game that starts at 11:15am. The crowds will be especially overwhelming once it gets out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-5339282966838376364?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/5339282966838376364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=5339282966838376364' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/5339282966838376364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/5339282966838376364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2008/04/you-spectator-at-boston-marathon.html' title='You, the Spectator, at the Boston Marathon'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-653583151127628077</id><published>2008-04-16T21:36:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T09:03:33.057-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Less Than Five Days To Go</title><content type='html'>Is this a sign of excitement, stress or sheer panic? You tell me. All the recent dreams I can recall involved me running, sometimes on ice. Nowhere specific—just running. I suspect that I have also been running in those dreams which I cannot remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have resolved to: &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stop saying that I am not sure if I will be able to finish the marathon due to my IT Band injury. I have decided to drop that line of thinking. I WILL FINISH THIS MARATHON!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stop stressing over what the weather will be on race day. Nothing I can do about it. (Maybe I am only able to do it because the current forecast looks rather nice.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Despite the resolutions above, I am still stressing about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Missing the BAA buses from the Boston Common to Hopkington.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not being able to pee right before the start.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Having to pee in the field with 24999 other people.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Having to pee during the race.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eating too little or too much on the morning of the race.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Starting to feel IT Band pain before I reach the 10 mile mark.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Losing my hearing while running by the screaming girls in Wellesley.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ok, I'll stop now.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I may have to append these lists as Monday draws near.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-653583151127628077?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/653583151127628077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=653583151127628077' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/653583151127628077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/653583151127628077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2008/04/less-than-five-days-to-go.html' title='Less Than Five Days To Go'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-1094462964204684607</id><published>2008-03-29T17:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T17:46:36.130-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gym'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elliptical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arc trainer'/><title type='text'>The Gym Marathon</title><content type='html'>To make up for not running, I simulated my 3rd 20 mile run by doing 4 hours and 15 minutes worth of other aerobic exercises at the gym today--about an hour and a half on an arc trainer, followed by about an hour and 15 minutes on an elliptical machine, and then another hour and a half on the arc trainer.  At first, I was beating my head against the wall, internally of course.  People happily running on treadmills in the row in front of me were not too helpful.  But by the 2 hour mark I have settled down.  Perhaps it had something to do with being half way done.  I have accepted my plight of working out without moving a yard.  Gradually I have become somewhat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;amused&lt;/span&gt; by people like Jeremy "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Twitcher&lt;/span&gt;" Something or Other jumping and twisting in the air together with his motorcycle on the mute TV on the wall.  4 hours 15 minutes is a good time--after all I only planned on going for 4 hours, but decided to push myself for 15 minutes extra.  Very satisfying.  Only 22 days to the marathon.  I am psyched!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-1094462964204684607?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/1094462964204684607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=1094462964204684607' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/1094462964204684607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/1094462964204684607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2008/03/gym-marathon.html' title='The Gym Marathon'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-7839794528852315906</id><published>2008-03-24T22:42:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T23:37:22.637-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT band'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elliptical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>The Coming Weeks of Torture</title><content type='html'>Time has come to pay for my wonderful 20 mile run in DC.  I was finally able to see a physical therapist about my aching IT band today. (With the marathon coming up in just 4 weeks, everyone in Boston seems to have lined up physical therapy appointments). And the verdict is (drumroll please):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yes, I will probably be able to complete the marathon--my chances are higher then 50%. (Am I supposed to be happy about that number? I suppose even a healthy person's chances to complete a marathon have to be somewhat less then 100%.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No, I should not run at all. While running 2 or 3 miles at a time will probably not hurt me, the risk of re-injury is higher then the potential benefit.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;So from now on, potentially all the way to the marathon, I will be getting super intimate with the elliptical machines at the gym.  I stand 0% chance to run my 3rd and last 20 mile run this weekend.  While hordes of people will be scaling the grand hills of Newton, I will be sulking in the gym. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought 65 minutes on the elliptical was torture (after 7.5 miles on the treadmill) a week ago! Just you wait till I do it for 4 hours this coming weekend. I sympathize with the surrounding public. Any volunteers to spin your legs next to me and keep me company for at least part of the time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me just say that advice is welcome, morale requires an uplift, and pity is intolerable.  Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-7839794528852315906?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/7839794528852315906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=7839794528852315906' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/7839794528852315906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/7839794528852315906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2008/03/coming-weeks-of-torture.html' title='The Coming Weeks of Torture'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-8631242773437704120</id><published>2008-03-21T20:39:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T23:20:25.260-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Copley Square'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston'/><title type='text'>Exactly One Month Away</title><content type='html'>Hard to fathom, but the marathon is only a month away—exactly a month from today. The city of Boston has revealed 2008 Boston Marathon banners today, and I could not help but smile watching them flap in the wind on every other lamp post lining Boylston Street into Copley Square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier in the week, &lt;a href="http://www.baa.org/default.asp"&gt;BAA&lt;/a&gt; posted bib numbers. So it is now official. I am definitely in—I have an official bib number! (Did I say that too many times? Well, I need to repeat it to myself because it is so incredible that it is hard to believe.) Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;22115&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed many people try to glean some prophetic information from this number. I did not attempt this. However, if you wish I invite you to explore the number on your own. Do let me know if you find any interesting information about my past or future!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-8631242773437704120?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/8631242773437704120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=8631242773437704120' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/8631242773437704120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/8631242773437704120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2008/03/exactly-one-month-away.html' title='Exactly One Month Away'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-8561211810660458041</id><published>2008-03-13T18:42:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T21:06:22.420-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sesquicentennial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT band'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Running to DC</title><content type='html'>Last weekend I took the Amtrak to DC to see several close friends and celebrate their birthdays. Great company, a lot of fun, some excellent food, and a &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/apremorca/2319630953/sizes/l/in/pool-696655@N23/"&gt;life-size David Hasselhoff&lt;/a&gt;. Do I have to say more? That was Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plans for Sunday included the joy of a 20-mile run, my second one in preparation for the Boston Marathon, the loss of one hour to the Daylight Savings Time, and the speedy train ride back to Boston. The up-side was that Eric was running a couple of miles along with me, and we were taking the train together part way. Losing an hour was definitely a downside—I came all the way to DC only to spend an hour less there then I would have any other weekend!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expecting a warm and sunny day and completely unprepared for 20-30 mph winds, Eric and I lost all feeling of our toes and fingers by the time we found the tunnel leading to the &lt;a href="http://www.cctrail.org/"&gt;Capital Crescent trail&lt;/a&gt; near the Bethesda metro station. The trail was paved over an old train track, and ran through wooded areas leading down to the Potomac and Georgetown University. The winds were high, and the morning was chilly, but we soon warmed up and the blue skies made up for the few initial discomforts. Bidding goodbye to Eric after a couple of miles, I continued slowly down the trail downhill towards Georgetown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trail ended in Georgetown, and the true adventure began. My first goal was to run by the White House. I followed K Street to Pennsylvania Avenue, until I reached the barricades. As I ran past the White House I was definitely attracting the attention of a group of Japanese tourists.&lt;br /&gt;I turned right at the next corner heading south towards the Mall, and the second target of my run—the Lincoln Memorial. A few minutes later I was gliding along the reflective pool through mile 11, the Washington Monument and the Capitol behind me, and Lincoln Memorial looming in front of me. Goal accomplished, I headed north. Passing some colorful rowhouses on the 25th Street, I turned back on K Street, and soon found myself back on the Capital Crescent trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/R9nPMMBfe9I/AAAAAAAAAmU/j18DBdZ341o/s1600-h/CapitalCrescentTrailTerrain.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177397054931958738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 2px 10px 0px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/R9nPMMBfe9I/AAAAAAAAAmU/j18DBdZ341o/s400/CapitalCrescentTrailTerrain.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You would think the adventure was over, but I still had about 7 more miles to go. Enjoying the smooth trail, I did a 2 mile dash which also helped my aching IT band. (Why, why, why did I stay on the side of the trail on my way from Bethesda!!!) At one point, I turned the corner, and a herd of deer dashed by me. Luckily we were separated from each other by a fence. Otherwise, it was unclear who was more scared. Up and up, I climbed back into Bethesda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By now, the sun has come out in full, and so did the people. I hit the 20 mile mark before entering the tunnel, so I walked along a busy shopping street back to the Bethesda Metro station. Compared to my last 20-mile run attempt 3 weeks prior, Sunday’s run was definitely triumphant. However, if you are wondering why my running log has not included any runs this week, it is because I have been spinning my legs on the elliptical machine while I nurse my aching IT band back to health.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-8561211810660458041?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/8561211810660458041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=8561211810660458041' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/8561211810660458041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/8561211810660458041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2008/03/running-to-dc.html' title='Running to DC'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/R9nPMMBfe9I/AAAAAAAAAmU/j18DBdZ341o/s72-c/CapitalCrescentTrailTerrain.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-9218584432079046843</id><published>2008-03-06T07:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T22:44:20.021-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cookies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bake sale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fundraising'/><title type='text'>Bake Sale Results</title><content type='html'>On Tuesday, I held a bake sale at my workplace to push my fundraising along. After baking non-stop for 3 days, I was delighted by the results of the sale. Through support and generosity of my coworkers I was able to raise $494.61!!!!, which will also 100% match by my employer. THANK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always, the bake sale was another great learning experience. Besides the lesson on dough volume, I also got a lesson on wrapping—as much as it seems like a super cute idea to wrap cookies in red colored saran wrap, I will avoid it at all costs next time. And that should not be too hard to do—I do not normally stock up on red cling wrap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reactions to cookies wrapped in red cling wrap:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;What kind of cookies are these bright red ones? (Probably the mildest comment)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Are these left over from the Valentine’s Day? (It did not help that for additional cuteness I used a heart shaped cookie cutter for a good portion of the ginger bread cookies.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I thought you were selling burger patties&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notes for next time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do not &lt;a href="http://havemorecake.blogspot.com/2008/03/stand-mixer-bowls-abyss.html"&gt;double up the Betty Crocker Gingerbread Cookie recipe&lt;/a&gt; and expect it to fit into the KitchenAid Artisan stand mixer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do not try to be cute and wrap cookies in red colored&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-9218584432079046843?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/9218584432079046843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=9218584432079046843' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/9218584432079046843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/9218584432079046843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2008/03/bake-sale-results.html' title='Bake Sale Results'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-7172631267695402311</id><published>2008-02-28T21:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T21:44:55.541-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='merchandise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='t-shirts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fundraising'/><title type='text'>Pulling the Plug on the T-Shirt Project</title><content type='html'>In the last 48 hours, no one expressed interest in my Running To Stop Cancer DFMC t-shirts I will not proceed with the project. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not to worry.  I am shifting my focus to the bake sale coming up on Tuesday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-7172631267695402311?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/7172631267695402311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=7172631267695402311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/7172631267695402311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/7172631267695402311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2008/02/pulling-plug-on-t-shirt-project.html' title='Pulling the Plug on the T-Shirt Project'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-1085925946071684967</id><published>2008-02-26T19:30:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T22:12:27.843-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='merchandise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='t-shirts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dana-Farber'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fundraising'/><title type='text'>DFMC T-Shirt Potential</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/R8SviUORuVI/AAAAAAAAAlk/BvlhYhI7sfM/s1600-h/DFMC_tshirt_mockup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171451276207176018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/R8SviUORuVI/AAAAAAAAAlk/BvlhYhI7sfM/s400/DFMC_tshirt_mockup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Would you be interested in a DFMC t-shirt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to gage how much interest there would be to buy a DFMC t-shirt.&lt;br /&gt;These are technical fabric, white t-shirts. Sizing is unisex. The t-shirts are made in the USA by &lt;a href="http://www.lesliejordan.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Leslie Jordan, Inc&lt;/a&gt;. The design will be screen printed onto the t-shirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I need to gage interest is because it would be prohibitively expensive to order and print fewer then 25 t-shirts. So I want to see if there is enough interest to justify the order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The price will be $27, where $11 is the cost of the t-shirt, and $16 will go directly to Dana-Farber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will take approximately 3 weeks for the t-shirts to come in once I place the order. So I will assess the number of completed forms in the next 48 hours to make a decision on how to proceed, and will notify everyone who fills out the form as to whether any t-shirts will be printed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are interested, please feel out &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.com/forms/?241936-AzidE6KtNn" target="_blank"&gt;this form&lt;/a&gt;. You are under no obligation to buy anything, but it would be great if you could please fill out the form as accurately as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is enough interest, and the t-shirts are ordered, I will bring them to DFMC group runs and meetings. If you do not live in the Boston area, I will be happy to mail them to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.formspring.com/forms/?241936-AzidE6KtNn" target="_blank"&gt;T-Shirt Order Form&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CURRENT NUMBER OF T-SHIRTS ORDERED: 4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T-Shirt Sizing Chart &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="400" border="1"&gt;&lt;!-- MSTableType="layout" --&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="center" align="middle" bgcolor="#ddeeee" height="32"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="DecArea" --&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="ContentHead" --&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Black;color:#aa2222;"&gt;XS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="ContentHead" --&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Black;color:#aa2222;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="ContentHead" --&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Black;color:#aa2222;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="ContentHead" --&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Black;color:#aa2222;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="ContentHead" --&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Black;color:#aa2222;"&gt;XL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr valign="center" align="middle" height="20"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="NavBody" --&gt;Chest&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="ContentBody" --&gt;32-34&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="ContentBody" --&gt;35-37&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="ContentBody" --&gt;38-40&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="ContentBody" --&gt;41-43&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="ContentBody" --&gt;44-46&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr valign="center" align="middle" height="20"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="NavBody" --&gt;Waist&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="ContentBody" --&gt;26-28&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="ContentBody" --&gt;29-31&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="ContentBody" --&gt;32-34&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="ContentBody" --&gt;35-37&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="ContentBody" --&gt;38-41&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr valign="center" align="middle" height="20"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="NavBody" --&gt;Hip&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="ContentBody" --&gt;32-34&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="ContentBody" --&gt;35-37&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="ContentBody" --&gt;38-40&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="ContentBody" --&gt;41-43&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="ContentBody" --&gt;44-46&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T-Shirt Front Logo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/R8TMp0ORuWI/AAAAAAAAAls/iP_WOZmGg00/s1600-h/DFMCLogo_Front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171483290893400418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/R8TMp0ORuWI/AAAAAAAAAls/iP_WOZmGg00/s400/DFMCLogo_Front.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T-Shirt Back Design&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/R8TMqEORuXI/AAAAAAAAAl0/uKsUvUmMb6Y/s1600-h/DFMCLogo_BACK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171483295188367730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/R8TMqEORuXI/AAAAAAAAAl0/uKsUvUmMb6Y/s400/DFMCLogo_BACK.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-1085925946071684967?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/1085925946071684967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=1085925946071684967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/1085925946071684967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/1085925946071684967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2008/02/dfmc-t-shirt-potential.html' title='DFMC T-Shirt Potential'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/R8SviUORuVI/AAAAAAAAAlk/BvlhYhI7sfM/s72-c/DFMC_tshirt_mockup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-9055439830676025415</id><published>2008-02-23T14:52:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T15:13:31.985-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spirit of the Marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Honduras'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='El Hogar'/><title type='text'>The Spirit of the Marathon</title><content type='html'>This past Thursday, exactly 2 months before Boston marathon, I went to see the movie, &lt;a href="http://www.marathonmovie.com/"&gt;Spirit of the Marathon&lt;/a&gt;. Inspiring and informational, the movie follows for pro athelets, first-time and many-time marathoners through training and running the 2005 Chicago Marathon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know much about running and race history. So I was very impressed to learn about &lt;a href="http://www.katherineswitzer.com/boston.html"&gt;Kathrine Switzer&lt;/a&gt;, the first woman to officially enter register for the Boston Marathon, men-only event at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My one complaint is that right away the movie claimed that crossing the finish line of a marathon changes your life. I am not a fan of such big, "powerful" statements. I have crossed &lt;a href="http://havemorecake.blogspot.com/2007/09/more-on-marathon-sunday.html"&gt;the finish line of the Adirondack Marathon&lt;/a&gt;, and I don't think my life has been any different ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big statement reminded me of people asking me if my first trip to Honduras was a life-changing event. No, it was not. I think the decision to train and run a marathon, just like my decision to go to &lt;a href="http://www.elhogar.org/"&gt;El Hogar&lt;/a&gt;, is the result, or the evidence if you will, of some change in outlook on life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-9055439830676025415?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/9055439830676025415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=9055439830676025415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/9055439830676025415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/9055439830676025415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2008/02/spirit-of-marathon.html' title='The Spirit of the Marathon'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-4569751848083497675</id><published>2008-02-17T16:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T17:16:36.399-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Not Quite 20 Miles</title><content type='html'>Today I planned to complete my first in preparation for Boston 20 mile run.  Triumphantly, of course.  Unfortunately, things do not always work out as planned.   I felt sluggish at the start, and hit a wall at 14.  (Or is it THE wall?)  After 17 miles, I was running purely on self pride.  After 18 miles, I only ran because I did not want to walk home.  The final result—19.72 miles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept coming back to the subject of &lt;a href="http://havemorecake.blogspot.com/2008/02/to-catch-thief.html"&gt;car thieves shopping in CVS&lt;/a&gt;, which made me mad, which in turn made me run faster.  Maybe I can blame the thieves for my inability to complete the mileage.   On the other hand, I am convinced, that as bad I as felt on my run today, chemotherapy feels at least 100 times worse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-4569751848083497675?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/4569751848083497675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=4569751848083497675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/4569751848083497675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/4569751848083497675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2008/02/not-quite-20-miles.html' title='Not Quite 20 Miles'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-7666992593665931312</id><published>2008-02-01T22:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T22:08:17.327-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Thirteen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/havemorecake/2236061544/" title="GrandmaPassport30s by havemorecake, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="Passport photo, probably from late 1930's" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2323/2236061544_839b39868b_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://havemorecake.blogspot.com/2008/02/13-17-67.html"&gt;Grandma passed away 13 years ago today.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-7666992593665931312?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/7666992593665931312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=7666992593665931312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/7666992593665931312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/7666992593665931312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2008/02/thirteen.html' title='Thirteen'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-7936323009434081181</id><published>2008-01-27T11:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T11:43:00.937-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Huckabee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Armstrong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>The Boston Marathon Course Beckons</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I did my 14 mile run along the &lt;a href="http://www.bostonmarathon.org/BostonMarathon/CourseMaps.pdf"&gt;Boston Marathon course&lt;/a&gt;--from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wellesley&lt;/span&gt; College to Boston.  It was a great experience--working on building up my confidence before the race.  I managed to "misplace" the Heartbreak Hill and found it during my 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; mile when I was doing a mile long sprint.  Oops... Hopefully I will be wiser next time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, more celebrities want to run alongside me in the race this year.  While &lt;a href="http://www.bostonmarathon.org/News.asp?NewsID=257"&gt;Lance Armstrong&lt;/a&gt; qualified for the race, and is raising money for the Lance Armstrong Foundation, the Republican presidential candidate, &lt;a href="http://www.bostonmarathon.org/News.asp?NewsID=259"&gt;Mike Huckabee&lt;/a&gt;, will join the &lt;a href="http://www.teamhoyt.com/"&gt;Team Hoyt&lt;/a&gt;, a local charity which strives to integrate the physically challenged into everyday life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-7936323009434081181?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/7936323009434081181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=7936323009434081181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/7936323009434081181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/7936323009434081181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2008/01/boston-marathon-course-beckons.html' title='The Boston Marathon Course Beckons'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-2201151099928432632</id><published>2008-01-24T23:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T23:19:40.176-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandma'/><title type='text'>Running For More Moments Like This</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/havemorecake/2217415091/" title="File0041 by havemorecake, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="Mom and Grandma" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2277/2217415091_619db973b8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-2201151099928432632?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/2201151099928432632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=2201151099928432632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/2201151099928432632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/2201151099928432632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2008/01/running-for-more-moments-like-this.html' title='Running For More Moments Like This'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2277/2217415091_619db973b8_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-6438148162621599548</id><published>2008-01-19T18:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T18:26:01.951-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Russian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston'/><title type='text'>Inspiring The Youngsters</title><content type='html'>Almost a week ago Sunday I had the great honor of speaking to a small group of 9-year-olds about running a marathon. With very little knowledge of what kids at 9 years of age are like, I was very nervous. I spent most of the day Sunday trying to prepare. I decided that I would try to speak mostly in Russian. No, not as a joke. All of these kids were children of Russian immigrants like me (except that all of them were born in US), and all of us could use a little more language practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I walked into the little classroom, the chatter did not die down, and I was thankful. I was very afraid of the cold expecting silence staring me in the face. Instead, I could hardly finish a sentence before little hands shot up in the air with questions ready. The kids wanted to know everything, and the questions anything and everything you could possible think of—silly, and thoughtful, and funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;How much money can you win?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is the trophy 7 feet tall?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do you get annoyed by little kids holding out drinks and orange slices along the course?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do you have to pay for the water along the course?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How old do you have to be to enter in a marathon race?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;As I was leaving a little girl stopped me and said, “Was it fun?” Her question made me feel sad, as I realized that I forgot to tell them how much fun it was to train for and run the Adirondack Marathon, and how much fun I am having right now training for Boston.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking to the kids was a very rewarding experience, and I hope they will go watch the Boston marathon this year with a renewed interest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-6438148162621599548?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/6438148162621599548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=6438148162621599548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/6438148162621599548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/6438148162621599548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2008/01/inspiring-youngsters.html' title='Inspiring The Youngsters'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-3735947578822986286</id><published>2008-01-11T21:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T21:54:07.321-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pride and Prejudice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jane Austin'/><title type='text'>Randomness</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Did you know that literally &lt;a href="http://www.medpagetoday.com/PrimaryCare/ExerciseFitness/tb/7774"&gt;marathons save lives&lt;/a&gt;? (Thanks, Ryan)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bluestockingrunner.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bluestocking Runner's blog&lt;/a&gt;, which I just came across today, has an excellent Jane Austin quote, which Nick and I were able to place immediately despite a minor modification ("walk" to "run").&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Why must she be scampering about the country... ?  ...  To walk three, or four, or five miles, or whatever it is... what could she mean by it?  It seems to me to show an abominable sort of conceited independence, a most country town indifference to decorum."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thus  the Bingley sisters were talking about Elizabeth after she has walked to Netherfield to see ailing Jane.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-3735947578822986286?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/3735947578822986286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=3735947578822986286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/3735947578822986286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/3735947578822986286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2008/01/randomness.html' title='Randomness'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-4802937562631269327</id><published>2007-12-30T23:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T23:06:37.743-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tolt pipeline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Burke-Gilman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Woodinville'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Double Black Diamond</title><content type='html'>I stood at the top of a vertical drop off on the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tolt_pipeline_trail"&gt;Tolt pipeline&lt;/a&gt; in Woodinville, Washington, feeling a little bit like a beginner skier who accidently took a lift up to the top of a double black diamond slope. The difference, however, was that I knew I could get down, but I was not so sure how I would make it back up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to do a 10 mile out and back run, and I still had almost 2 miles to go till my “turn around” point.  As I stood at the top of this hill, I could see the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Burke-Gilman_Trail"&gt;Burke-Gilman Trail&lt;/a&gt; snaking through the valley below, shielded by tall poplar trees.  I wanted to be down there, running along the creek between the poplar trees. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I took the plunge and ran down this hill.  And it was steep, and it was fast, and the next thing I knew I really was running in the poplars, pretending to be a Burke-Gilman “regular”.  Of course, less then an hour later I was walking up the “steep” and “fast” double black diamond “cliff”, but it was worth every tilted second of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-4802937562631269327?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/4802937562631269327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=4802937562631269327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/4802937562631269327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/4802937562631269327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2007/12/double-black-diamond.html' title='Double Black Diamond'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-5773580690530889175</id><published>2007-12-09T23:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T23:36:43.341-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>8 on the 8th Challenge</title><content type='html'>Actually for me the run was a little over 9 miles, but I think it still counts towards the &lt;a href="http://www.nancy262.com/index.htm"&gt;challenge&lt;/a&gt;.  Yesterday was a beautiful day—sunny and warm (above freezing!).  I ran to the Esplanade and headed for the Science Museum bridge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people were strolling along the Charles, enjoying the day.  The Cambridge size of the river was even more crowded.  The Canadian geese were showing in greater then usual numbers amongst the white geese by the BU bridge.  And the parking lot was full of shoppers by the Trader Joe’s. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back over on the Boston side I bravely ignored the “Sidewalk Closed” sign after crossing the River Street, and quickly found myself running in a trench.  The pavement was gone, and evenly cut mud on the sides made me think of Honduras and digging up the grass for a new sidewalk at the Amarateca Technical Institute.  Snow, puddles and mudd continued all the way to the BU bridge.  I would like to avoid trench running next time, but I also will not deny the sense of adventure that it added to my run.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-5773580690530889175?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/5773580690530889175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=5773580690530889175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/5773580690530889175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/5773580690530889175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2007/12/8-on-8th-challenge.html' title='8 on the 8th Challenge'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-149123321883611822</id><published>2007-12-03T18:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T18:38:45.255-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fundraising'/><title type='text'>Who Won the Tickets to the Nutcracker?</title><content type='html'>Thank you so much to all of you making donations to Dana-Farber supporting my Boston marathon run! The winner of the opportunity drawing for the 2 tickets to the Boston Ballet performance of the Nutcracker at the Opera House has been selected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The winning ticket number is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6857015&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If you have the winning ticket, please contact me as soon as possible, so that I can present you with the ballet tickets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-149123321883611822?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/149123321883611822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=149123321883611822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/149123321883611822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/149123321883611822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2007/12/who-won-tickets-to-nutcracker.html' title='Who Won the Tickets to the Nutcracker?'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-4966110838526984058</id><published>2007-11-29T22:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T22:36:26.146-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hills'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Back to Hill Workouts</title><content type='html'>My first hill workout in over 2 months--very exciting!  My weekday morning runs usually include several hills, but the special hill workout challenges me a bit more.  Its only downside is that I have to do it on a treadmill. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idea is to run in 10 minute sets such that the incline is never 0.  After a 5 minute &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;warm up&lt;/span&gt; run, I run for 2 minutes at the incline level of 2, then 2 minutes at level 4, and so on, such that I run the last 2 minutes of the set at the incline level of 10.  Today I ran 4 sets, but hopefully in a couple of weeks I can work it up to 6 sets.  Going back to level 2 after running on the incline level 10 feels simply amazing.  I definitely recommend it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-4966110838526984058?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/4966110838526984058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=4966110838526984058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/4966110838526984058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/4966110838526984058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2007/11/back-to-hill-workouts.html' title='Back to Hill Workouts'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-7076978159677049511</id><published>2007-11-27T22:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T22:14:17.018-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fundraising'/><title type='text'>Enter to Win Tickets to the Boston Ballet Nutcracker</title><content type='html'>It is still not too late to enter the opportunity drawing for 2 tickets to the Boston Ballet performance of the Nutcracker at the Opera House on Saturday, December 15.  The drawing will continue through December 1.  Please see the &lt;a href="http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2007/11/win-tickets-to-nutcracker.html"&gt;original post&lt;/a&gt; for more details.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-7076978159677049511?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/7076978159677049511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=7076978159677049511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/7076978159677049511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/7076978159677049511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2007/11/enter-to-win-tickets-to-boston-ballet.html' title='Enter to Win Tickets to the Boston Ballet Nutcracker'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-5254976839657198662</id><published>2007-11-25T21:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T22:16:21.833-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Other Athletes' Advice</title><content type='html'>Over Thanksgiving I have received some excellent advice on proper nutrition and training from fellow athletes I have met here in Texas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/R0o4sVO6XII/AAAAAAAAAk8/61G9jzLynmU/s1600-h/DSC_0474_Beans.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136980659234561154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/R0o4sVO6XII/AAAAAAAAAk8/61G9jzLynmU/s200/DSC_0474_Beans.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miss Lillian Beans is a long distance veteran who is now retired. Despite her respectful age, she still takes brisk walks around the neighborhood twice a day. Miss Beans says that to stay in shape one absolutely must take long midday naps. She attributes her success to always allowing herself to indulge in regular meals of boiled chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2100/2064689832_baa119d157_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 5px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2100/2064689832_baa119d157_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mr. Deacon is a promising young sprinter. He is particularly sensitive to rainy weather, and he finds that mud has a detrimental effect on his feet. When he cannot run outside due to inclement weather, Mr. D keeps himself busy by doing high jumps indoors. He attributes his slim yet muscular figure to regular consumption of rawhide treats. Mr. D also likes to exercise his brain by memorizing the location of all edible objects in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/R0o6AlO6XJI/AAAAAAAAAlE/FdkRt11-uE8/s1600-h/DSC_0473_Singe.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136982106638539922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/R0o6AlO6XJI/AAAAAAAAAlE/FdkRt11-uE8/s200/DSC_0473_Singe.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miss Singe is a gymnast sharing the house with Miss Beans and Mr. D. Unfortunately Miss Singe is a bit secretive and not willing to disclose her training routines. I did notice that Miss Singe likes to provide a melodic meow'ing background to everything she does. Perhaps that is her secret to success.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-5254976839657198662?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/5254976839657198662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=5254976839657198662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/5254976839657198662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/5254976839657198662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2007/11/other-athletes-advice.html' title='Other Athletes&apos; Advice'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/R0o4sVO6XII/AAAAAAAAAk8/61G9jzLynmU/s72-c/DSC_0474_Beans.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-2763706207968341147</id><published>2007-11-23T11:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:29:41.515-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Run in Sunny Texas</title><content type='html'>We are spending Thanksgiving in Texas this year.  Great, I thought, it would be a nice break from the cold windy Boston weather.  Yet with our arrival on Wednesday night, the sunny 80's changed to gloomy 40's.  But I am in Texas, and it is supposed to be warm!  Ignoring reality, I donned my little shorts, skipped the warm up, and went out for a 4.5 mile run.  Then the wind hit!  I felt the blood vessels in my held starting to constrict.  Without any knowledge of the surrounding area, I kept running back and forth along the small grid of the few neighborhood streets.  It took more then 20 minutes for me to break a sweat.  I would have dressed warmer in the same weather in Boston, but clearly I could not bring myself to do it when surrounded by banana trees and cacti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-2763706207968341147?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/2763706207968341147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=2763706207968341147' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/2763706207968341147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/2763706207968341147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2007/11/running-in-texas.html' title='Thanksgiving Run in Sunny Texas'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-6154588571596908083</id><published>2007-11-09T22:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T22:55:23.462-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='merchandise'/><title type='text'>Run Helen Run Merchandise</title><content type='html'>Run Helen Run merchandise is now available for purchase at my &lt;a href="http://www.cafepress.com/runhelenrun" target="_blank"&gt;Run Helen Run Online Store&lt;/a&gt;, and certainly all proceeds will be donated to the Dana-Farber Marathon Challenge. I mainly created the store because I just discovered the CafePress website and thought it would be so much fun to create my own products. Non-Helen specific items are also available at the &lt;a href="http://www.cafepress.com/havemorecake" target="_blank"&gt;Have More Cake Online Store&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When announcing my stores, I really do not want to mislead you. I have created the stores purely for the entertainment factor. Most of the money you would have to spend to buy any one item would go to CafePress, and just a fraction will go to me, and hence to DFMC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, today the actual Boston Marathon Invitational Entry form arrived in the mail. I could hardly believe my own eyes and my good fortune. Several minutes have passed as I stood in the hallway completely mesmirized still in my coat and wearing my backpack. Suddenly the cell phone rang and brought me out of my stupor--my friend, also a DFMC teammate, called to share her reaction to receiving the form.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-6154588571596908083?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/6154588571596908083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=6154588571596908083' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/6154588571596908083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/6154588571596908083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2007/11/run-helen-run-merchandise.html' title='Run Helen Run Merchandise'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-753229947804679566</id><published>2007-11-08T21:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T21:56:17.472-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Am I Running Again?</title><content type='html'>Some people have been asking me if I am running already. The answer is yes. I did not run at all for 5 weeks after completing the Adirondack Marathon in September, and now I am slowly building up my mileage again. I will start following my "official" training schedule sometime in early December though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's great to be running again. I have been running outside as much as possible to catch the last warm sunny days before the temperatures drop for good. Then running outdoors might become all about wearing the right layers, and not so much about enjoying the scenery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can actually see how much I have been running by looking at "My Latest Workouts" section in the sidebar on the left. This section shows my three latest runs. Every run is a link to my running log where you can see all my completed runs. Hint: those of you who are considering to participate in the "&lt;a href="http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2007/10/bet-on-miles-and-race-time.html"&gt;Bet on Helen's Training Miles and Race Time&lt;/a&gt;" fundraiser might find this information rather useful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-753229947804679566?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/753229947804679566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=753229947804679566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/753229947804679566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/753229947804679566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2007/11/am-i-running.html' title='Am I Running Again?'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-8784353338200936447</id><published>2007-11-07T00:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T00:17:24.402-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='research'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dana-Farber'/><title type='text'>Dana-Farber in the News</title><content type='html'>Check out this &lt;a href="http://www.boston.com/news/local/articles/2007/11/05/researchers_detail_cancer_dna_damage/"&gt;Boston Globe article&lt;/a&gt; published on Monday about lung cancer research.  Dr. Matthew Meyerson, one of the leaders of this project, is a scientist at the Dana-Farber Cancer Institute.  He is also a former Claudia Adams Barr Program Investigator whose early research efforts in this area were funded by Dana-Farber Marathon Challenge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-8784353338200936447?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/8784353338200936447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=8784353338200936447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/8784353338200936447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/8784353338200936447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2007/11/dana-farber-in-news.html' title='Dana-Farber in the News'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-5413171111386502079</id><published>2007-11-05T23:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T23:11:08.003-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fundraising'/><title type='text'>Win Tickets to the Nutcracker</title><content type='html'>Enter to win 2 orchestra seat tickets to the &lt;a href="http://www.bostonballet.org/nutcracker/default.html"&gt;Boston Ballet Nutcracker&lt;/a&gt; performance at the &lt;a href="http://www.bostonoperahouse.com/"&gt;Opera House&lt;/a&gt; for Saturday, December 15th, 7:30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.kintera.org/faf/donorReg/donorPledge.asp?ievent=225656&amp;amp;lis=1&amp;amp;kntae225656=B2AE7F687BC84CF5883915280FEA4832&amp;amp;supId=100205998" target="_blank"&gt;Make a donation&lt;/a&gt;. Suggested donation is $20 per entry. Yes, you can have multiple entries.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Please use the &lt;a href="http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2007/11/contact-helen.html"&gt;Contact Helen&lt;/a&gt; form to let me know that you would like to enter this opportunity drawing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hurry, the drawing will close on December 1st.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-5413171111386502079?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/5413171111386502079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=5413171111386502079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/5413171111386502079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/5413171111386502079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2007/11/win-tickets-to-nutcracker.html' title='Win Tickets to the Nutcracker'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-1830688263538523580</id><published>2007-10-31T21:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T23:12:08.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Current Fundraising Activities and Events</title><content type='html'>Ongoing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2007/10/bet-on-miles-and-race-time.html"&gt;Participate&lt;/a&gt; in betting on how many miles total Helen will run during training, and how long it will take her to complete the race&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now through December 1st:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2007/11/win-tickets-to-nutcracker.html"&gt;Enter the drawing&lt;/a&gt; to win 2 tickets to the &lt;a href="http://www.bostonballet.org/nutcracker/default.html" target="_blank"&gt;Boston Ballet Nutcracker&lt;/a&gt; at the &lt;a href="http://www.bostonoperahouse.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Opera House&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-1830688263538523580?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/1830688263538523580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=1830688263538523580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/1830688263538523580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/1830688263538523580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2007/10/current-fundraising-activities-and.html' title='Current Fundraising Activities and Events'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-7430787320706694276</id><published>2007-10-30T22:03:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T06:30:23.857-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fundraising'/><title type='text'>Race Times and Training Miles</title><content type='html'>The following table shows bets made so far on how many miles I will run while training between December 1st and April 21st, not counting the race itself, as well as the guesstimate of my race time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="400" border="1"&gt;&lt;!-- MSTableType="layout" --&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="center" align="middle" bgcolor="#ddeeee" height="32"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="DecArea" --&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="ContentHead" --&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Black;color:#aa2222;"&gt;Name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="ContentHead" --&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Black;color:#aa2222;"&gt;Training Miles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="ContentHead" --&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Black;color:#aa2222;"&gt;Marathon Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr valign="center" align="middle" height="20"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="NavBody" --&gt;1.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="ContentBody" --&gt;Julie N.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="ContentBody" --&gt;420&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="ContentBody" --&gt;4:37:11&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr valign="center" align="middle" height="20"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="NavBody" --&gt;2.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="ContentBody" --&gt;G. A.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="ContentBody" --&gt;?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="ContentBody" --&gt;4:04:44&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr valign="center" align="middle" height="20"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="NavBody" --&gt;3.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="ContentBody" --&gt;May Jiang&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="ContentBody" --&gt;150&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="ContentBody" --&gt;4:06:00&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr valign="center" align="middle" height="20"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="NavBody" --&gt;4.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="ContentBody" --&gt;May Jiang&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="ContentBody" --&gt;410&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="ContentBody" --&gt;4:00:00&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr valign="center" align="middle" height="20"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="NavBody" --&gt;5.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="ContentBody" --&gt;Marcia &amp;amp; Jim Gordon&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="ContentBody" --&gt;600&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="ContentBody" --&gt;3:56:20&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr valign="center" align="middle" height="20"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="NavBody" --&gt;6.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="ContentBody" --&gt;Dorothy &amp;amp; Josh Kern&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="ContentBody" --&gt;102&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="ContentBody" --&gt;5:20:04&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr valign="center" align="middle" height="20"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="NavBody" --&gt;7.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="ContentBody" --&gt;Laura &amp;amp; Jomar Ochoco&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="ContentBody" --&gt;605&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="ContentBody" --&gt;3:55:00&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr valign="center" align="middle" height="20"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="NavBody" --&gt;8.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="ContentBody" --&gt;Dr. Robert Rosenthal&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="ContentBody" --&gt;250&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- MSCellType="ContentBody" --&gt;4:25:09&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have not placed your bet, there is still time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-7430787320706694276?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/7430787320706694276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=7430787320706694276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/7430787320706694276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/7430787320706694276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2007/10/race-times-and-training-miles.html' title='Race Times and Training Miles'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-6325010415402464500</id><published>2007-10-21T17:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T21:04:34.336-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dana-Farber'/><title type='text'>About Dana-Farber and the Claudia Adams Barr Program</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.dana-farber.org/"&gt;Dana-Farber Cancer Institute&lt;/a&gt; is one of the world's preeminent cancer treatment and research facilities. It provides expert, compassionate care to cancer patient of all ages, and advances the development of future cures through research. The Institute is affiliated with Harvard Medical School and provides training for physicians and scientists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.rundfmc.org/"&gt;Dana-Farber Marathon Challenge&lt;/a&gt; (DFMC) allows people running in the Boston Marathon to raise money for the benefit of the &lt;a href="http://www.dana-farber.org/how/danafarber/claudia-adams-barr-program/"&gt;Claudia Adams Barr Program&lt;/a&gt; in innovative basic cancer research at the Dana-Farber Cancer Institute. The DFMC team consists of over 500 runners of all ages and backgrounds.  This year DFMC aims to raise $4.5 million, 100% of which will be directed to the Barr Program.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-6325010415402464500?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/6325010415402464500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=6325010415402464500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/6325010415402464500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/6325010415402464500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2007/10/about-dana-farber-and-claudia-adams.html' title='About Dana-Farber and the Claudia Adams Barr Program'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-1584218427659723184</id><published>2007-10-20T00:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T06:06:17.393-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fundraising'/><title type='text'>Bet on Miles and Race Time</title><content type='html'>Accurately guess Helen's nettime for the Boston Marathon and the number of miles Helen will run between December 1st 2007 and April 21st 2008 not counting the race, and receive a magnificent prize!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two winners will be announced after the race is complete—one for the most accurate number of training miles run, and one for the most accurate marathon time. Each winner will recieve a $25 &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/"&gt;Amazon&lt;/a&gt; gift certificate as well as a surprise gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.kintera.org/faf/donorReg/donorPledge.asp?ievent=225656&amp;amp;lis=1&amp;amp;kntae225656=B2AE7F687BC84CF5883915280FEA4832&amp;amp;supId=100205998" target="_blank"&gt;Make a donation&lt;/a&gt;. Suggested donation per one pair of numbers (time &amp;amp; miles) is currently $5. You can enter as many times as you would like. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Submit your bet by filling out &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.com/forms/?157012-hTkExubuog" target="_blank"&gt;this form&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Check out what other people have been guessing &lt;a href="http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2007/10/race-times-and-training-miles.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Check back often, as my training runs and times will be posted. You can change your bets or make additional bets anytime via new donations. Make your bets early, as the suggested donation amount will go up as my training progress. (The theory is that you can guess more accurately as you follow my training pattern weekly and watch the times of my long runs). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;While nothing prevents you from filling out the bet form without making a donation, only donors can be declared prize winners. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-1584218427659723184?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/1584218427659723184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=1584218427659723184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/1584218427659723184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/1584218427659723184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2007/10/bet-on-miles-and-race-time.html' title='Bet on Miles and Race Time'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-589921132112725959</id><published>2007-10-19T22:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T21:02:57.570-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='help'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fundraising'/><title type='text'>How Can You Help</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Support me by &lt;a href="https://www.kintera.org/faf/donorReg/donorPledge.asp?ievent=225656&amp;amp;lis=1&amp;amp;kntae225656=B2AE7F687BC84CF5883915280FEA4832&amp;amp;supId=100205998"&gt;making a donation&lt;/a&gt; to Dana-Farber Marathon Challenge&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Participate in one or many of my &lt;a href="http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2007/10/current-fundraising-activities-and.html"&gt;fundraising activities&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Donate a service&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Help spread the word&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Share my story with your friends, family, collegues &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Link your website/facebook, friendster, or MySpace profile to this blog&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Put up a flyer in your workplace or school--I will be happy to send you one&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Share your fundraising ideas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Volunteer to host a garage sale--you provide the garage/front yard, and I will come up with things to sell&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tell me what you think about anything and everything&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-589921132112725959?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/589921132112725959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=589921132112725959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/589921132112725959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/589921132112725959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2007/10/how-can-you-help.html' title='How Can You Help'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-2633917965322063066</id><published>2007-10-19T21:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T22:13:41.695-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reasons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Why I Run</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/RxlY-1VYF1I/AAAAAAAAAgk/9niJMKnbKsc/s1600-h/Grandparents41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123223887602521938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/RxlY-1VYF1I/AAAAAAAAAgk/9niJMKnbKsc/s320/Grandparents41.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I run in honor of my grandparents, Anna and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Iakov&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Goriatchy&lt;/span&gt;, both of whom died of cancer. My grandmother struggled with the cancer of esophagus for over 3 years, while my grandfather was overpowered by lung cancer in a matter of days. While I was growing up, my grandparents lived next door, and my grandmother and I spent a lot of time together. She passed away while I was still a teenager. My grandfather outlived my grandmother by 10 years, and I feel lucky to have known him as an adult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I run in their memory, but not for them. They are gone. I run for the living--for the parents and grandparents, for the friends and their parents, for the children. Today everyone is affected by cancer. By running and raising money to benefit cancer research I hope to bring us closer to the day when cancer has been eradicated--the ultimate finish line is the "world without cancer."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-2633917965322063066?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/2633917965322063066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=2633917965322063066' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/2633917965322063066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/2633917965322063066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2007/10/why-i-run.html' title='Why I Run'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/RxlY-1VYF1I/AAAAAAAAAgk/9niJMKnbKsc/s72-c/Grandparents41.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1267712647418211951.post-9007307169780387544</id><published>2007-10-18T20:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T21:00:02.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Contact Helen</title><content type='html'>Please use the following form to contact me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.formspring.com/forms/js.php?165910-JSnBEB488v" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;a title="FormSpring Online Form Builder" href="http://www.formspring.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="1" alt="Form View Counter" src="http://www.formspring.com/forms/count.php?165910" width="1" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1267712647418211951-9007307169780387544?l=runhelenrun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/feeds/9007307169780387544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1267712647418211951&amp;postID=9007307169780387544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/9007307169780387544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1267712647418211951/posts/default/9007307169780387544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhelenrun.blogspot.com/2007/11/contact-helen.html' title='Contact Helen'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05472133623492938153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDzXnwHDvIs/SRj4gJ-poNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9ys7F5xZ1XU/S220/image_server8_blur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
