Run Safe

Friday, October 26, 2012

New Banners & Pics

Recently I was asked if I could make a customized banner. The person asking, Sue, is a fellow RunJunkEe.  Out of the question was born this idea....

While out running that day I started thinking about influence.  It took me a long time to accept that my running might actually be a positive influence to people I didn't even know.  I had started running thanks to a friend's influence and the funny thing, he wasn't even a runner!  He had lost a bunch of weight using the Atkins diet and I decided to give it a try, and for me it worked.  I began to do short intervals on the treadmill and soon I was running miles.  I know, I know, get to the point!

We all possess the ability to influence others.  It doesn't matter if you are an ultra runner or if you've just started walking to loss weight and have aspirations of someday being able to run.  No matter where you are in your fitness and ability journey there is someone who is looking up to you, wishing they could do that too.  The read the success stories you share on Twitter or Facebook.  They see the pictures you post as you are making progress.  And the also see positive energy being created from what you are accomplishing.  And that is where the banners come in.

I've made a variety of colors in the hopes that you will find one that you like.  I'm asking that each November you make a "I Am a RunJunkEe" banner as your personal Facebook banner, profile picture, Twitter picture, etc.   I don't consider the "likes" on my Facebook page just "likes", I consider them as fellow  runners and aspiring runners.  Each on there own journey but all with a common purpose, Influence.  By making this your profile picture you are showing your love of running and who knows, maybe influencing someone else to give it a try.

If you'd like to make a RunJunkEe banner your own you can either take one of the examples posted here or stop by the Facebook page and look for the photo album titled "I am a RunJunkEe".

The holidays are quickly approaching and by January many people will be deciding they need to get in shape.  I'm proposing we motivate them early.

Friday, September 21, 2012

The North Face Endurance Challenge 50 Mile 2012- Madison, WI

When deciding, at the end of last year, my goals for 2012, the Ultra Marathon seemed like the next logical or maybe illogical step. Even the thought of running anything beyond the 26.2 distance seemed insane! Hell it wasn’t that long ago that I swore I would never even run a marathon and now here I was, only a short time later, and 3 marathons behind me, considering an ultra marathon.  It's funny to think back about how much anxiety and doubt I experienced each time I considered upping the distance.  But each time I conqured a new distance I've found satisifcation in overcoming my doubt.  I think part of the enjoyment comes from proving myself wrong each time I've succeeded in doing something that seems absolutely unachievable.

 Once I decided I would take the plunge, the next step was figuring out which race to do. I wanted something challenging but not too crazy. I found the North Face Challenge series and learned there was both a 50k and 50 mile in Madison Wisconsin. It was being marketed as the least challenging of the NF series but it still boasted a six thousand foot elevation change!  Perfect!  I signed up for the Sept. 15th 50k soon after registration was open. Reading through the information I discovered runners could choose to upgrade or downgrade their distance prior to the race itself. I began reading up and learning as much as I could about running longer distance. The amount of information I read, combined with the experienced ultra runners I spoke to, turned out to be priceless in the end. It wasn’t too long after signing up for the 50k that I decided to change to the 50 mile. The main reason was due to the fueling strategies that came into play with the longer distance. It seemed the 50k (31 miles) wasn’t too much different from running a marathon and I figured if I’m going to do this I might as well embrace the full experience.  How does the saying go? It's better to regret something you've done rather something you haven't done.

As I began my training, in late April,  I made a commitment to steadily increase my long runs to include consistent trail running. I also increased my hill training on the advice of a friend who has been and is still a very successful ultra runner. I would say above all else, the long runs (20 plus miles) and training on terrain similar to what my race would be were the two of the most important parts of preparing for the distance. I experimented with different types of food to eat and hydration options.
Working my way to 40 miles.
Compliments Brian Gaines of New Leaf Ultra Runs
Whether to carry a hydration pack, one water bottle or two, etc., etc.  I had been told that what works for one person might not work for another so I knew trial and error was part of the process. About three months prior to my race I made the decision to sign up for another ultra as a training ground for the 50 miler. The event was an 8 hour ultra consisting of a 3.29 loop. The event is hosted by the Kennekuk Trail Runners. I could dedicate another entire post to just this race based simply on the  hospitality shown by this club but we'll keep that for another time.  Basically, Each runner/walker pre-determined their goal mileage for the 8 hour event.  My goal was 40 miles and I completed 40.48 miles.  Had it not been for my cousin pacing me during the last few hours of this run I would have never made it to the 40 mile mark. I learned a lot from this race. I struggled with debilitating leg cramps and muscle spasms for the last 12 miles, similar to what I had experienced at the end of  my first two marathon runs.  It was very frustrating but we learn from our failures and while this run was not a complete failure my fueling certainly had proven to be.  I made some changes to my supplementation which ended up being a wise decision.

Sitting in front of my new found friend (the can), after 40.48

Some of the new found friends from NLUR, showing off our bling.

The days prior to the 50 miler I took the time to type out my plan. What time I expected to arrive at each aid station and what I would consume at that aid station.  I used a time window rather than an exact time.  I was pretty sure of my pace based off of all of the long trail runs I had done.  I kept this piece of paper with my while I ran and it was reassuring, throughout the day, knowing that I was arriving at each aid station, on time. Another piece of advice I utilized was to have a secondary watch. Some GPS watches (including mine) may not last as long as you will on these runs. Having a simple watch can be used to keep track of how far you’ve gone or the timer can help keep you stay consistent with your fueling.  At the end of the post I've provided a list of everything I used (or took along) the day of the race.

The early stages of organizing my supplies

Every respectable blog should have an official race photo

The morning of the race I was rather calm, relaxed, and feeling confident. I had been telling myself the whole week, “You’re not gonna win, so you might as well take your time and enjoy it.”  I arrived at about 4am and got out of my car wearing nothing more than a short sleeve shirt, shorts, socks and shoes.  It was about 43 degrees Fahrenheit outside and patchy fog. I grabbed a windbreaker out of my trunk and figured I'd leave it in my first drop bag, which was at aid station 1, 6.7 miles into the run.  With only 171 runners starting the race, the atmosphere at the start line was rather subdued as most of us had chosen one of 4 portable heaters to huddle around.  When the start was announced I was still standing at a heater and ended up starting more towards the back of the pack.  Almost immediately I ran into some fellow New Leaf Runners and struck up some conversation.    We stayed as a relatively tight group up until the first aid station.  I have to say running with that group, in the dark, with the headlamps was a pretty cool experience in and of itself.  As the run progressed I stayed consistent in my pace and kept reminding myself of all those long training, trail runs I put in. This was just another one of those runs (just a little longer). I met so many cool people throughout the day which accounted for hours of good conversation. A guy named Rob and I were running together at mile 13 and we laughed about our first ½ marathon and how stressed we were at the time but on this day it was just on our way to Aid Station 3 (of 8). People often ask "Don't you get bored running for that long?"  I probably had conversation with 8-10 different people while on this run, from all over the country.  Each person entirely different from the last but all working towards the same goal- the finish line.

The area between aid station 4,5 and 6 was probably the toughest of the run.  From a/s 4 we ran 7.1 miles to a/s 5.  The terrain in this area was a combination of hills and open prairie.  It was also the longest stretch from between any of the aid stations.  Once to a/s 5 we turned around and headed back to a/s 6, which was the same location as a/s 4.  On the way to 5 I felt like it was all up hill and kept thinking I would make up some serious time on my way back.  But low and behold, it was all up hill on the way back, too!  So the next time someone tells you they had to walk to school up hill, both ways....maybe they really did.  At mile 35 I picked up my pacer, my cousin, and got a chance to see my wife and daughter. I was feeling pretty good and knew, at this point, I would finish. I hadn’t had a single cramp and while I was tired, I wasn’t completely drained. The last 15 miles presented it’s share of highs and lows. At times I felt like I was taking too many walk breaks but again reminded myself of goal #1, finish.  The last couple of aid stations I really started craving oranges.  It's all I wanted to ea and they did taste unusually delicious.  I was feeling a little blah and didn't really want to eat anymore.  Around mile 48 we hit a nice little down hill section about a .25 mile long.  We went into an all out sprint!  How neither of us fell or tripped over a rock, I'll never know.  But it was kind of cool to be able run that fast, that late into the race.

Scenic view around Mile 26
Somewhere along the course.
Compliments of Brandi Henry
(although she's doesn't know I stole it for this post)

My first 50 mile race which started at 5 am on September 15th, 2012 came to an end when I crossed the finish line 10 hours, 15 minutes and 25 seconds later. The temp at race finish was about 75 degrees Fahrenheit.  Once I crossed the finish line and got all of the hugs I needed and was suddenly, and unexpectedly, overwhelmed with emotion.  All the months of preparing, learning and improving had paid off.   And while technically this was now my second ultra marathon, it was my first successful ultra marathon.  This experience did help me to grow as a runner and as a person.  On the surface many people look at this and think "Who the hell would be crazy or stupid enough to run 50 miles!?" but for those of us who have run any distance beyond what we thought we were capable of have a better understanding of the "Why".  Running offers so much not only physically but it does wonders in developing your character, patience, confidence and appreciation for life.  According to the race report 148 people completed the 50 mile run on this day.  I placed 91 overall and 31 out of 58 in my age group.  So as predicted, I didn't win but I did most certainly enjoy the run.

I don’t know if I’ll ever make the jump to a 100 mile run but I have learned to never say never.

Crossing the finish line at 3:15pm CST

This alone made it all worth it!


Nike Visor
Midwest Misfits Race jersey  #MisfitNation!!!
Black Rebook shorts w/ pockets
Nike compression shorts
RoadRunner Drymax thin, tab, no show socks (grey)
Asics Gel Fuji Racer shoes
Garmin 405
Little cheapo second watch with count down timer
Ipod (DMB, Voo Davis and Grateful Dead other music is worthy)

3 Drop bags- 2 dropped at aid stations & one left with the
                      support crew (Wife, cousins wife & children..couldn't have done it with out them)

Each bag contained-
Band Aids
Hammer Nutrition Perpeteum
Hammer Nutrition Heed
Oatmeal cream pies
Hand wipes

The crew bag also had a change of clothes & shoes.

I found a deet free 8 hour bug spray which was applied prior to the race start. 
I carried S-caps, Ibuprofen, Pedialyte and two GU Gels.

Each aid station consisted of potatoes, chips, pop, oranges, bananas & PB & J.

I took one S-Cap prior to the start and drank 16oz of Heed. I took 1 S-Cap each hour.  Each aid station I alternated between water and Heed to refill my water bottle.  At Aid station 1 and 5 I consumed the Pertpeteum mixed with 10oz of water.  I ate 2-3 small items at each aid station and drank 1 or 2 small cups of whatever I didn't fill my water bottle with.  I drank the 8oz of Pedialyte (powder mixed in water) at mile 19 & 35.  The GU's were used in between aid stations and I just ate them a little at a time and then replaced them at the next aid station.  The Oatmeal cream pies were my special little treats throughout the day.  I ended up eating four of them.  And I honestly couldn't say which tasted better, those or the Mountain Dew at the aid stations.  I also took two Ibuprofen at mile 11 and again at mile 40.

The combination of consistent fluid intake, S-Caps and perfect weather were key in keeping the cramps away.

Sunday, February 19, 2012

Rock Cut 15k Race Report

On Saturday February 18th I took a trip to Rockford, Il. with some of my fellow Midwest Misfits to run in the Rock Cut Survival Trail Run.  The race is put on by a great group called the Rockford Road Runners.  It's a series of trail runs that span from Dec to Mar.  If you successfully complete all of the races (5k, 10k, 15k, 20k) you receive a survivor shirt.  This was my only run in the series so I won't be receiving the cherished shirt, however there were many lessons learned from my first real trail race.

I say real because I had previously run a 5k trail race but nearly half it was on paved roads and the rest was flat!  Rock Cut State Park was anything but.  It was a gnarly up and down course with plenty of "obstacles" and challenges along the way.  As an inexperienced trail runner my expectations in the race were few;  Finish & pass more than I was passed.  I accomplished both of these goals and finished my 15k in 1:27:30.  But more importantly, I learned several insightful lessons about the world of trail races and how they differ from the road races I've grown so accustomed to.

First-  Watch your Step!  How many times have you heard or even said that in a road race?  You come across some obstacle in the road; a pot hole, uneven pavement, trash, etc.  We're always good about warning our fellow runner.  That is not so much so in trail running.  It's not because people are uncaring or rude.  It's because if you said watch your step every time you came across a hazard on the trail, you'd say it a million times!  On a trail race you have to watch every step.  Looking away for even a moment, can be costly.  And yes, I learned this first hand.  Within the first mile of the race I caught my foot on a rock that was protruding from the ground.  Immediately after it happened I started to wonder if I'd be able to go on.  But I did (obviously).  I don't think it's anything too serious but its swollen up pretty nice and is a lovely shade of purple on this the day after the race.

Second- In a previous post I had suggested YakTrax for winter running.  I was shown something way cooler.  Prior to the race we screwed 3/8 inch hex screws into the soles of our shoes.  They were highly effective.  You definitely knew who had screws and who didn't when we got to the icy patches of the trail.  I still managed to fall 3 times (About once every 5k).  But I'm sure it would have been more had it not been for my pre-race screwing.  My third fall was by far my grandest.  It was a face first slide through the mud.  I made enough noise, as I hit the ground, that even the guy in front of me turned back and asked if I was ok.

Third-  The start line.  I've gotten away from always needing to be at the front of the pack, when the race starts.  I figure if you're faster than me you should be in front of me and if I'm faster..start where ever you want because I'm gonna pass you at some point.  Trail racing, at least single track trail racing, seems to be a little different.  There were many times when I would have to wait for an opportunity to pass someone.  There was just no where to go.  I don't think it slowed me down too much but lesson learned.

Fourth-  Unless you're competing.  Trail racing is more laid back.  There is not as much crowd support but I don't think you need it.  There is so much to take in and appreciate about your surroundings. This combined with the added focus on ground the miles seemed to fly by.  Many runners chose to walk some of the steeper hills, although some you really had no choice.

The start for this race had a count down clock.  When the clock hit zero, it started.  No on your mark, get set....just pay attention!!  This race was not chip timed, instead you received a color coded tag which was pinned to the back of your shirt.  Once you crossed the finish line the tag was removed and immediately taped to a board.  Instant results!  You knew where you placed and who was in front of you.

Some highlights of the race included several steep hill climbs.  One so steep that they had a rope tied off to a tree at the top of the hill to assist runners in scaling the hill.  This hill was strategically place about midway through the course (or, just after my first fall but prior to my second).  The first hill we climbed had a sign positioned at the summit which read "Mt. Larry" (affectionately named after the race director).  The race had a net elevation change of -619 feet.  The first mile was all down hill and then most of the inclines and declines were about 100 feet.   The course was pretty muddy and icy in spots.  Rocks and tree roots were waiting to catch the inattentive runner, all along the course.  I especially liked the section of the course that was lined with tall pine trees.  It was amazing how quiet it was in this area of the race.

Me nearing mile 6

The peaceful, Enchanted forest
My fellow Misfit Stan in Black

My fellow Misfit Al decided after the race "Maybe the screws would have been a good idea"

The super stud couple & fellow Misfits Kristen & Al
Misfit Katie sneaking up on 2 unsuspecting runners

One of many hills
More mud

Trying to avoid the mud

Random Mudness

I can hardly wait for the next one.

Happy Running

Monday, February 13, 2012

It's For Your Own Good

Remember when you were a kid and your parents did something mean?  Or maybe you've found yourself doing this as a parent.  You know, when you won't let your kids watch an R rated movie or play Grand Theft Auto like "everyone else's" parents.  You're so MEAN!  We know that sometimes we have to do things not to be mean, but because it is what's best for our children.  And just like our kids, we didn't always understand the reasoning.  Now here comes my weird logic and how I tie this into running.....

When I was out running the other day, in 20 mph winds, I was reminded of the love/hate relationship that I've developed with this act of mother nature.  I've always contended when it's at my back I love the wind and it loves me.  It pushes me along and makes me feel much faster than I know I am.  However, when it's in my face, I HATE it!  It hurts, it slows me down and it makes me want to quit.  But on this most recent run I started to look at it from that parenting point of view.  Maybe, just maybe I've got it all wrong.  Maybe the wind is blowing in my face because it does love me.  It's challenging my will and determination and forcing me to try a little harder.

In Dr. Jack Daniels (not the late night version that helps you sleep) book  Daniels' Running Formula he discusses the affects of running in the wind.  He states "The fact is, the energy required to run a 6:00 mile against a fairly strong headwind (about 15 mph) is the same amount of energy as required to run at 5:00 pace in calm air.  He also contends "Although headwinds can slow you down significantly, a tailwind of equal velocity won't speed you up to the same extent."  Without getting too deep into the science of it his example concludes a tailwind of approximately 17.9 mph would only reduce your VO2 by -10%.  Conversely, a headwind of the same speed would cause your VO2 max to rise in access of +20%.   What is VO2 max?

So the next time you elect to stay inside and run on the treadmill because it's too windy perhaps you may want to reconsider.  It seems running into the wind could serve as a useful training tool.  Probably not to the same degree as hill training but somewhat similar.  After all it's for your own good.

Happy Running

Friday, February 10, 2012

In The Blink Of An Eye

The only thing I can imagine worse then finding out someone you care about has cancer, is finding out that person is your child. 

Atypical and Histiocytes.  Those were the two words my wife had written down on a piece of paper as she was crying, on the phone, with our family doctor.  The results had come back from my 12 year old son's mole biopsy.  I didn't know what either word meant but a quick google search (I know, bad idea) lead me to the same was bad.  We were instructed to follow up with a dermatologist as soon as possible and got an appointment scheduled for the following day. In the blink of an eye our world had just been turned upsidedown!!

The mole, which started as more of a pimple showed up about a year ago.  It was on his waist line and was removed more because of its location.  There was never any concern expressed by the doctor that it was anything more than that.  A similar mole had appeared under his chin about the same time but it was decided, at that time, this would not need to be removed.  We tried to keep things in perspective but the fact the doctor had called us directly, could not be a good thing.  I told my wife we couldn't over react and we needed to just keep our cool until we got a little more information from the dermatologist.  Of course, I did the thing everyone knows you should never do...right back onto the internet.  I spent hours reading and evaluating the possibilities in my own mind.  Thank God the next doctor's appointment was only a day away.

The dermatologist certainly didn't make us feel any better than my elementary google search.  The one medical term the doctor through out was LCH and that one I remembered reading about, Langerhans cell histiocytosis.  I recalled there were different kinds of this disease and knew some of them included cancer.  At that moment it took every once of will power to keep myself from throwing up right there in the doctors office.  There was no way my kid had cancer!  He's healthy, F'n way!  I tried to keep a calm and confident look to reassure my son but I knew he was reading through it.  The doctor told us we would need to see a hematologist or an oncologist for further testing.  He offered us the choice of going to a hospital or University since this condition was "so rare".  He even told us "I'm not going to go as far as to say it's cancer, but at this point we can't rule anything out."  They asked to remove a second mole that had appeared around the same time as the first and explained it would be biopsied as well.  That car ride home was one of the toughest 30 minutes of my life.  The mix of emotion, fear,  trying to find the right words to keep my son's spirits up all while still trying being honest and realistic with him was nearly unbearable. 

Two days later we got in to see the Oncologist.  Walking into the pediatric cancer unit was surreal.  It was something I'd only seen on t.v. or in pictures for fund raisers.  To not only be in there but to also have the realization that we were now a part of it was indescribable. A little girl who couldn't have been more than 3 was in a room receiving Chemo, or so I thought, as we passed on our way to our room.  On our way out a dad was on the phone explaining his child's condition.  There are not many things that get to me but that day in that hospital changed me, forever.  I will never allow myself to forget they way I felt that day.

Once the doctor arrived, he asked a battery of questions and gave my son a thorough examination.  His conclusion was Reticulohistocytoma.  In simpler terms, it was a benign cousin to LCH but it was not LCH.  He felt it was isolated to the first mole that was removed and no further treatment/testing would be done at this time.  At that moment I had a harder time controlling my emotions than the prior doctor visit.  My eyes welled with tears, tears of joy and relief.  The doctor explained we would still need to wait for the results of the second biopsy, to determine where we go next.  Two weeks later those results came back the same as the first.  Despite the fact had these elevated histocytes in two locations, two doctors have said they believe both to be benign and at this time he will not require any further testing or treatment.

We have a follow up appointment in two months.  And probably a few more over the next year or so just to be sure there has been no change.  But for now, it appears my son will be fine.  Thank God!
I don't know what my family has done to deserve this grace of God but I can promise you it will not go unnoticed.  I've told my family, I believe this was our proverbial kick in the balls, our eye opener.  Life is precious and it becomes so easy to take that for granted.  Without even realizing it we get caught up in the day to day nonsense of life that we loose sight of what really matters.  We need to appreciate our health and utilize the abilities we have been given, whatever they may be.  I want to make sure that I acknowledge this experience in a way that matters, in a way that I can pay it forward.  Just being ok with our outcome seems selfish.  There are way too many people fighting this ugly disease everyday.  

On April 22nd, 2012 I will participate in a St. Baldricks head shaving fundraiser.  My goal is to raise $1000.00 for this event.  I've looked at many very worthy charities but have decided on St. Baldricks due to their national reach in working with hospitals around the country.  I would be extremely honored if you would consider making a donation.  You can do so by clicking here.

In the words of Kris Allen- "So if your life flashed before you, what would you wish you would have done?  Yeah, we gotta start lookin at the hands of the time we've been given.  If this is all we got, then we gotta start thinkin If every second counts on a clock that's tickin.  Gotta live like we're dying."

Even you are unable to support my cause do me a favor and give your kids an extra hug today. Or, before you decide to get angry about something decide if it really matters.

Happy Running

Wednesday, January 25, 2012

Easy For You To Say

Have you had your fill of all the motivational posters?  You know the ones that basically accuse you of being too fat and too lazy to get off your rear and head out the door.  I wonder if the people who create all of these signs ever stop to think, some people may have legitimate barriers that are keeping them from becoming the runner they want to be.  I normally work late afternoon or night hours.  My schedule affords me the opportunity to sleep during the day and get up and run before the kids make it home from school.  I also have an extremely supportive wife, allowing me the ability to be gone for hours running while she is being mommy to our kids.  I do the same in return for her, but if we were a solo act it would be much more of a challenge.

Over the past several months I've had to work one week a month, during the day.  What an eye opening experience!  As many times as I've read or heard about people getting up at 4 or 5am, I figured I could just do the same.  Not!  My body simply refuses to function that early in the morning.  As a result my mileage suffered on these weeks.  I did get up early a couple of days, but my runs were not long and they were not the same quality.  Add the fact that its dark and absolutely freezing outside and it was really difficult to be excited about running.  And that's coming from an experienced runner!  Had it not been for my buddy Miles (affectionately named treadmill in the basement) I wouldn't have even done the little I did do.  All of this got me thinking about ways to overcome running barriers.  Real ways.  Ways you could get three runs per week in.  Something beyond the feeble attempts at motivating via Facebook. (Side note, I post those pics all the time.  Love them.  So please don't think I'm knocking them.)  My suggestions are just that, suggestions.  All of these were under the assumption that it will be easier to find 30-60 minutes on the weekend to get your third run in.  All the suggestions in the world will not solve your problems but if you're motivated and ready to be a runner, lets find a way to make it happen.

1) It's not the best solution and certainly not the most fun but if you have or can afford the luxury of a treadmill in your house, meeting your goals might be easier to achieve.  You still have to find ways to motivate yourself to get on it and figure out when.  Try to commit to two days during the week.  Focus on time rather than mileage.  20-30 minutes twice a week is a good start.  As your fitness level increases you can increase your mileage, comfortably. If you're a stay at home parent maybe nap time would work best.  Maybe nap time is your rest time, in which case you may have to come up with another solution.  Say perhaps, a running buddy.

2) Having someone to run with or there to help with the kids will make a big difference.  Each of you take 30 minutes on the treadmill while the other watches the kids.  I know many stay at home parents set up play dates.  Why not find other parents who want to run and incorporate your training runs into the play date.  Head out in groups of two for your run while the others take their turn at watching the kids.  Again, if you can do this as little as two week days you will be on the right track.  As added motivation you could sign up for a local 5k, as a group.  Now everyone is invested and working toward the same goal.

3) Once my kids got a little older and they could ride their bikes, my training runs became "something to do" in their eyes.  We would load up the car with their bikes and head to the bike paths.  They ride, I run.  Over time I was able to increase their mileage and mine.  Their motivation, Subway.  They would be willing to ride 4, 5 or 6 miles in exchange for that tasty treat.  I think I was probably setting a good example for them as well, while at the same time getting them some exercise, spending time together and creating memories.  We also did hill training in exchange for Subway.  Good times.

One of my fondest memories was a 7 mile run/bike with my daughter.  About 3.5 miles into the run we found a dead garter snake on the road.  I was forced to bring it home for a proper burial.  Luckily, I always carried some extra TP in a plastic bag for those unforeseen emergencies.  We used the plastic bag to get the snake, which she had already named "dead fred" home.  Before allowing it to rest in peace she insisted on pictures.

4) Another option to look at is a gym or fitness center.  Many now offer child care.  I know people have different feelings on this but I figured it still deserved a mention.  They usually charge per hour, per kid.

Whatever your plan, I personally believe that setting a goal will help keep you on track.  In 2011 I wrote another article (motivational pic included) with tips on things that would you start running.  You can find that here.  Remember to be realistic about your goals.  If you have limited time stick to training for a 5k or 10k.  Longer distances will start to require more of a time commitment.  Save those for when time is a little more available.

We all have barriers, some are bigger than others but life does happen.  Hopefully some of these ideas will help or at least open you to thinking about a solution that would work for you.  If you have another idea please feel free to post a comment (maybe someone else would benefit from your plan of attack).

And just remember, the motivational posters are not ment to insult you they are ment to inspire.  Runners do not shun other runners (especially new runners) we embrace them into our world of suffering and reward.

Happy Running