Solid. I feel solid.

Well, CRAP.  This was supposed to post more than a week ago, but for some reason, it’s still sitting here.  Ah, technology, you jerk.  Anyways, nothing more has changed, I had ANOTHER solid weekend, this past weekend, with the girls.  Did 4 days of running, with 13 ladies, 4 dogs, and covered some 80kms.  BAM!!

So, let’s go back to the original post from last week…

It’s amazing what a few good training days does to a person.  I’ve had back to back SOLID training weekends the last 2 weekends, and I’m riding high.

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Girl Power

Since we still have so many friends, family, and events that happen in Vancouver, we’re down in the city a lot, and seemingly every weekend.  Which is totally fine, but when Jay has to go into the city for work more often, it gets hard.  It gets to be not fun, and not something either of us feel up to.  He’s been working lots in the city, and it’s been soul sucking on his energy and drive.  So, we decided that we just had to spend the weekend at home, and since it was a long weekend, it meant 3 days in a row of not driving.

I had plans to run on both Saturday and Sunday with new ladies I’ve connected with in Squamish, and I decided I might as well post it in The Ladies of the Trails and see if we could round up a posse.  Well, let me tell you, we rounded up amazing posses for both days, 6 of us on Saturday, and 7 on Sunday!  And the bonus is that on Friday and Monday, I got out on 2 more trail dates with 2 more rad women.

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Me, fake? Yeah, right.

To be honest, I wrote a post a few months back, when I was fuming angry and offended beyond belief.  I was lived and almost shaking with negativity.  That post was written on my iPhone while bumping along a dirt road in Western Kenya, that was riddled with pot holes, mud, and definitely was not a smooth sailing drive.  One of my favourite people in the world snoozed beside me as we bumped along, for some reason, that comforted me, and led me to typing out a very long-winded and emotional post.  I found it therapeutic and a huge release to write it all down, although I knew that I couldn’t actually post everything I wanted to say, and that in order to post anything, I would have to come back to it when I was calmed down and looking at it with a clearer mind.

Basically, this blog is public, and as much as I want to convince myself that it’s ok to stoop to that level and bash others, it just isn’t.  It isn’t who I am as a person, and it certainly isn’t who I want to be in the future.  Part of the reason I haven’t posted and blogged as much in the past few years is because I went from being just a runner in a big group of runners, to a race director and group organizer.  I have to censor some of the things I’d like to say for the benefit of my public persona, and the different companies and groups that I represent, and am the front line for.

That doesn’t mean that I’m not who I am anymore, it just means that I’m more cautious and careful as to what I put out there for the world, and in particular runners in my community, and racers at my races may read.  The Vancouver running and especially the trail running community is an amazing community, but as in any community or group, there’s unspoken issues, dislikes, and impressions that may or may not be truthful, and as someone who’s both out there/involved in the community, and someone who’s outspoken, blunt, speaks their mind (sometimes without thinking first), and isn’t great at sugar coating, or being fake, well, you can imagine I get my fair share, if not more than, misconceptions about who I am.

Anyways, this post is a combination of the post I wrote while in Kenya, edited with a few months of perspective and the post I was encouraged to write after seeing one of my favourite doggie instagrammers @Nalu.co posted about herself and her story, her background, and really just responded to those who “call her out” on instagram and question all of her life choices and decisions through a computer screen without actually knowing anything about her and her life.

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Day 1 Beast Streak = Success!

I’ll be honest, this morning was not pretty.  I woke up with a headache the size of New York, and I felt really super crummy.  The Beast Streak was almost not even started.  It was raining outside, my ankle/foot has been iffy, my head hurt, my day was a bit turned upside down to start with.  So, I questioned whether I would even get out the door.  But, I grabbed the dogs, and forced myself out.  You may have noticed, I haven’t been wearing a watch or tracking my kms in the past few months, so I just put the stopwatch on my phone on and off I went.  I took my phone to time myself, and grab some photo proof, but I didn’t think it was going to be particularly pretty in my trails.  I was wrong.

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False Advertising

For the past 6.5 yrs I’ve joked that Jay false advertised himself as a runner on his dating profile.  (Did you know we met on Plenty of Fish back in the winter of 08/09?)

On Saturday, he fully proved me wrong, running his first ultramarathon, the KneeKnacker from Horseshoe Bay to Deep Cove. Jay got the full ultra experience, complete with puking, cramping, and blisters. He never thought of quitting and finished in 6:52. I couldn’t be prouder of my non-runner husband, and now I have a “Klassen family time” to beat next time my name gets drawn in the KK lottery.

He has yet to upload the pictures yet (or maybe I totally suck as a stand-in photographer, and captured nothing useable…)  But I did want to check in with you guys and let you know how the day went, for both sides of the Klassens.

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Check out the worry on my face, and the not so happy Jay face.  Uh oh…

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I don’t want to talk about it.

Sighhhhhhhhhhh.

I don’t want to talk about my ankle at all.  I don’t want to talk about the fact that KneeKnacker is ONE WEEK away.  I don’t want to constantly hear the sympathetic song and dance from fellow runners.  I’m so effing tired of being the injured kid on the sidelines not getting to jump in and play with their friends.  I’ve actually completely avoided telling anyone about the injury, and only talking about it when it comes up in conversation.  I’m not going to lie to anyone, you know that’s not me.  But, at the same extent, I just don’t want to talk about it anymore.  Even with avoiding it, I’m still having to talk about it multiple times a day.  That’s the first world problem of A) not having any friends that aren’t runners, and B) having amazing and caring and wonderful people as friends.  I obviously appreciate the care and concern, I just can’t handle the constant conversation and reminder of the fact that I’m not running right now, barely walking without pain, and the chances of me running in my goal race for 2015, a race so special to me, the KneeKnacker is slim to none.

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Lana fall down, go BOOM!

Sigh.  Normally when I go quiet on social media it’s because I’m swamped with work and just don’t have time to sit down.  But, this time, it really isn’t the case, at all.  It’s actually a relatively quiet work time, and the real reason I’m quiet, and trust me, I’ve even been quiet with friends and family, only responding to texts but not really talking to anyone at all.

So not me, right?  But, there’s a reason.  A pretty darn good reason, I’d say.  On Wednesday I jinxed myself.  My friend Craig and I were heading out to do a Hanes Valley loop, which Craig had never done, and here I am blabbing away about how you don’t want to get hurt out there, since there’s no shortcuts, you’re just far out, etc etc.  And down I go.  Just after crossing the main Lynn Creek crossing, I slipped, fell, twisted my right foot/ankle, and fell on top of myself.  JINXED.

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Reality Check, T-Minus 1 Month

Signed onto Facebook this morning, and pretty much the very first thing I see…”1 month till KneeKnacker!”

Uhhhhhhh…SAY WHAT?!

Well, shit.  I didn’t realize that it was that soon.  It’s really hard to grasp that it’s almost mid-June already.  I feel like this entire 2015 has just flown by.  Especially since the beginning of March.  It’s just nuts.  And the biggest issue I have is that it’s super easy to just do the day-to-day stuff, and before you know it, a week has gone by and you’ve accomplished nothing really.  Or you have so many grand plans for the upcoming weeks or months, but without a plan, a serious, detailed plan, it’s super easy to blink and those weeks have passed already and your to-do list is still just a list because you haven’t moved forward step-by-step.

Which brings us to where I’m at with KneeKnacker.  It’s just a month away and while I had grand plans for this year’s training, I feel like I’ve lost a ton of time and only accomplish so much…

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National Running Day – Let’s Talk About the Ladies.

Today apparently is National Running Day, and while I missed the memo and actually took today off from running, I did think it was the perfect opportunity to fill you in on how amazing the community of women in the “Ladies of the Trails” has grown and developed.

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It all started with wanting to share my love of trail running with my road running friends and show them they could do it too, way back in July of 2013.  Now, our community is 637 women strong on Facebook!  637 local Vancouver women, which is fricken AMAZING!

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Realistic Expectations

I touched on it in my last post, briefly discussing how I’ve realized recently that my goals for 2015 aren’t very realistic or attainable.  What a hard concept to grasp.  Our brains don’t always comprehend the truths of our body.  Which can be a good thing, and a bad thing.

My brain didn’t catch up to my body until this past weekend.  My brain honestly thought that I just needed to build a little bit of a base and could jump back into racing, as the same runner I was before.

I guess my brain didn’t realize just how much things have changed for me.  I still believe in the age old “you’ll come back stronger and smarter then before”, I just don’t quite know how I’ll find the OLD Solana.

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