Palm Springs Half Marathon

(This picture was taken Dec. 09)

*Angie don't kill me for using this picture. I just want the blogging world to see how far you have come. You are my inspiration!

This is an account of The Palm Springs Half Marathon from Angie Lingo. She is my hero! She is someone who will NEVER give up, and I'm so grateful for her endurance, and that she now kicks my butt when we run together! Who is going to push me now that Angie is leaving me? I'm taking applications now, if you would like to be my new running partner please send me a response of why I should choose you. What you will bring to our running experience? How you will push me to go harder?

Angie's Account:
I used to weigh 338lbs.March 22,2010 I had gastric bypass surgery and saved my life.I have lost 187lbs. (Go ahead, do the math, I don't mind)This is what I did February 13,2011. (Not even a year later)* LOOK AT PICTURE ABOVE TO REMEMBER WHAT SHE LOOKED LIKE

Pre-race jitters included pacing, stretching, and lots of butterflies.

The sea of runners

I ran the first 5.4 miles. I felt good, like running was something I like to do. When I came to the relay tag area I was so excited to see my "Hot Mama" team mate who was there to take over the next 3.2 miles.


I spent most of her run standing in line at the port-a-potty. I should have spent more time stretching and walking. I needed to keep my muscles warm and I didn't. Rookie move.


Katrina coming back in to the relay tag area.

Team Hot Mamas off for the final 4.5 miles together

Coming in for the big finish with a time of 2:21:29

Not going to lie- I cried at the end of the race. I wanted to quit so bad the last few miles. I prayed hard for strength. I got it in the form of a friend running by my side, never giving up, supporting and encouraging my every stride.

Nothing more rewarding than seeing the sweet faces of our little girls so happy and proud of their Mamas

(*TAKE A LOOK AT HER NOW!) (ISN"T SHE AMAZING!)

Katrina stretching her brains out after the race. I did not stretch enough, another Rookie move. I was so sore, could barely move and so I sat and complained about how old I felt

This was an incredible experience. Hard and rewarding all at the same time. Thank you to all my friends and family who have supported me in my new quest for a healthier life. I could not do this without every single one of you.

Katrina- Thanks for inviting me out to your walking group a year ago, look at where it lead us too. We are amazing! Thanks for pushing me and encouraging me to believe in myself. You ARE a Hot Mama and you are so hardcore.

Kellie- I am so sad you could not make it this time. Thank you for all your love and support. Thank you for helping me finish this race. I wanted to be able to tell you that I didn't give up. I didn't give up. We will run together someday. :)

Elliott- Thank you for loving me no matter what I act like, or do, or say. Thank you for loving me no matter what I look like or how much I weigh. You are my best friend. I run for you. You deserve a happy healthy wife and I am doing my best to give you just that.

Ella- Someday I want you to know and understand the importance of good health and exercise is the key. I love you and I want you to live a happy healthy life

*My account: Let me just tell you training for this race has been a blessing. I'm so grateful to spend 4 days a week running with Angie. She has been one person I can truly say is an answer to my prayers. She is always there for me (to help me clean my house after we lost Peter-when I was a mess, to watching my girls and spending the night at my house, bring treats to my girls, etc.-the list could go on forever!) But the one thing that I have learned from her is to NEVER GET UP! She pushed so hard to get the surgery, and it saved her life. I'm grateful she became healthy not just for herself, but for her family as well.

Angie and I planned on running this race after I lost Peter. I wanted to get back into running and try to run away from all my fears and pain. Well it helped with the pain part, but as most of you know I lost it around Thanksgiving time. I was in a whirlwind of depression, and some days were better than others, but I just had this fog that I couldn't lift by myself. I was scatter-brained, and I felt like I was being pulled in a million different ways. It didn't help that I was pregnant with two of my good friends, and got to watch their belly grow. I wanted to be in their shoes so badly. I hated being left behind while they got to experience the joys of motherhood again. I remembered the day I asked for help. I had left my keys hanging in the nursery door closet at Church once again, and my friend Charlotte Peel came to my rescue. I remember asking her about pick me up drugs, and then I lost it again. She looked at me, and I will always remember what she said, "Katrina call your doctor! You need some medicine. You are losing it!"To that point I was going back and forth about going on anti-depression medicine, but at that moment if she could see the change in me EVERYONE COULD! So I closed the door and called my doctor. I broke down once again to Beverly Gilbert, The most fabulous lady at Kaiser Riverside, and explained that I needed something. We have grown to be the best of friends over the past couple of years. She explained that this was natural ,and that sometimes your body needs help, and that you can't do it on your own. David drove to Kaiser to pick up the pills. He had to wait three hours, and I'm so grateful I have such an AMAZING husband. I started taking them the following day. Beverly explained it might take up to 6 weeks to notice any difference, but it didn't! I felt it the first time I took it. It was a blessing in disguise. It has made me, me again! It has helped me become a better wife,lover,mother, and friend. I know there are A LOT of people out there that think ANTI-DEPRESSANTS are a joke, and you can do it by yourself. To those people you don't know what you are talking about. Dr. Shah, my girls pediatrician , said," It is like telling a person that is suffering from diabetes not to take insulin. Just have mind over matter. Diabetes patients NEED Insulin or they will die! It is the same with anti-depressants your body can't do it alone, you body needs a little more serotonin. If you don't get help it could lead to death." I know so many women who have either taken anti-depressants or are currently taking them. It isn't something to be ashamed of, trust me! If you need them don't wait! talk to your doctor. I promise it will help. Most of the time you only have to be on them a couple months, and it will help get you back to where you want to be, or for some it is a lifetime of using, but if it makes them whole why judge them? They want to feel whole again.

Sorry for the side note: going back to the race... I wanted to do it, but David and I were trying to get pregnant again. In my head I have this theory that running=miscarriage. I know it doesn't, but when I was pregnant with Peter everyone and their mom's told me I was stupid for wanting to run while being pregnant. So I told Angie that if I got pregnant I wouldn't run the race. Angie understood and got in contact with her friend Kellie Whiting who is a super amazing runner. Kellie wanted Angie to run this race so she bought a ticket out here, rented a car, got a hotel, and was going to run the race with her. So I continued to train with Angie each week. A week before the race Kellie called Angie telling her that she had H1N1, and that she wouldn't be able to come out and do the race with her. Angie didn't know what to do. I told her I would run the race with her (Since I'm not pregnant) and we would get this thing done! I saw this blog with this super cute outfit on it, and thought it would be perfect for our race. I sent the picture to Angie, she wasn't sure about the tutu. I said everyone was going to be jealous of our outfits since they were going to be so cute. So I got everything ready, and then I got sick. WHAT THE HECK!!!! I can't be sick and run. I kept praying just to get me through the race and then the sickness could attack my body. After a blessing from my husband and a ton of medicine I was ready for the race. I rested my body and I hoped that I wouldn't die. After Angie tagged me my body felt amazing. The sickness was gone. I pushed harder and harder. I tagged Angie again, and off we went. She was hauling buns like normal and I was trying to keep up, everyone kept telling us they LOVED our outfits. (THANK YOU!) At mile 11 Angie's Ipod died. She was the one who needed to finish the race, she had the chip on her ankle. I told her I would give her my Ipod so she could finish strong. Somehow she just bumped her Ipod and put it on pause, and we were off to mile 12. She said she wanted to quit multiple times, but she knew I was there just to push her through. At the finish line I gave her a HUGE hug and told her how proud I was of her. She did it! I'm so glad that Kellie couldn't run the race, and that I was able to take her place. This was an amazing experience. Thank you again Angie for always pushing me, and reminding me to find joy in my journey. I love you!