Where do you see yourself in 5 years?

This is probably the worst question ever. Who on earth knows where they will be in five years? Do companies expect people to just lie and say they see themselves excelling in xyz position and the job will be perfect because that’s all life is about? I digress, this is really a post about where the past five years have taken me. I’m not sure there is anything in my life I would have predicted five years ago. Not one. I didn’t think I would still be in Wisconsin let alone a homeowner and still at the same job that was offered to me on NYE 2010.

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5 years ago in NYC with TP and Mark

I don’t think I had a clue where I would be, but none of this was it. Five years ago I thought I would return to DC at some point. I thought my life was there. Friends will always be there, but my life will not be. I can’t imagine what life would be had I stayed. I would never have met some of the most amazing people that I now cannot imagine my life without.

Heck, in the last year alone, I joined a new decade, got promoted and my little brother got married. I get to visit friends and family from coast to coast (and across the pond) and have running adventures right here in Wisconsin. Running has remained a large part of my life and brought amazing people into it.

I have learned a much better balance of running and life and refuse to ever let it take over again. I have grown immensely as a person and barely recognize the hot mess that moved to Wisconsin five years ago. I think that’s a good thing. I wasn’t in a good place then. There have been lots of ups and downs since, but I would definitely say more ups than downs. Bring on the next five years, I have no idea what to expect.

 

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My family grew this year and I gained a wonderful sister

Drumstick Dash 2015

A few years ago (2011) we were visiting family in California for Thanksgiving and I looked up Turkey trots in the general vicinity of my uncle’s house. I tossed the idea out to my immediate family and they all joined me at the Walnut Creek Turkey Trot and a new tradition was born.

Fast forward to 2015 and my mom and I had no idea if my dad and brother would even be home for Thanksgiving let alone want to run the Drumstick Dash. They both ended up with flights home getting in the Sunday before Thanksgiving so we signed everyone up for the race.

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Hill family ready to run

I was looking forward to see what I could do at a 5k. We all waited together for the start and then I took off weaving my way through the walkers who for some godforsaken reason hadn’t started with the other walkers. I must have missed Levi fly by me at some point. I was trying to watch my pace to make sure I was pushing it, but not going out too fast. The mile 1 marker was early compared to my garmin, but I ignored it thinking maybe mile 2 would be long. Nope, each of the other mile markers were almost exactly what my garmin showed. (Side note: I know garmin isn’t exact.) I had weaved a lot at the beginning and actually expected my distance to be long. Boy was I wrong. My watch didn’t even get to 3.00 miles. (A friend also had the course short). My official time shows a PR, but I know it’s not and that’s annoying. Overall the family had a great day. Dad, Levi and I all finished 16th in each of our respective age groups and my mom finished 3rd in her age group. Mom did awesome and dropped several minutes. My brother was the 77 finisher overall.

I love that we have done this for the last several years. It’s a fun thing to do in the morning before the day gets crazy. We went home and made a lovely chorizo and gravy breakfast dish which we accompanied with champagne. Perfect way to start Thanksgiving.

Now I desperately want to run another 5k that’s actually 3.1 miles.

Tyranena

This is one of my favorite races. It’s not the best course out there, but the overall race is so much fun. Even last year when I was injured and couldn’t run I signed up to volunteer so I could be there to hang out with everyone. It’s always the first Saturday in November and doesn’t start until 11:30am. Now this year, because of how the days fell, it wasn’t until November 7. Remember how I ran a near PR 6 days prior? Yeah, my body did too, but it wasn’t going to stop me from running this. Plus, some of my favorites flew in from DC to run it.

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Pre-race prep: How else do you welcome friends to Milwaukee?

With an 11:30 start time and a drive a little under an hour, it’s kind of a leisurely morning. We spent most of it deciding how many layers to bring. We arrived in Lake Mills and found the others, who were already saving a table. Packet pick-up takes about three seconds so that was nice and easy.

We hung around in the tent where people obsessed over layers some more and then the half marathoners were off. Mo, Sara and I ran it together, all of us having raced six days earlier. We all know the course pretty well so know where to expect the hills and where to find the unofficial beer stop.

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Naturally we needed a beer selfie.

Now I tend to not usually partake in beer stops along the course. I remember why. It made me burp for the next mile or so. I can do without. I felt surprisingly good through about mile 9/10. It doesn’t help that miles 10-12 are horrible miles through an industrial park/uphill, but not really a hill just a long incline. I so wanted to be done when we reach the top, but it’s another mile to the finish from there. I really started falling apart there and kept trying to keep up with Mo and Sara, but felt really off so pushed as much as I could and came in only a few seconds after them and only 5 minutes slower than six days prior.

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Two of the best running buddies a girl could ask for.

We got our giant plates of lasagna and beer and celebrated a fun day. Lots of my friends had good races which is always excellent.

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The DC contingent. Makes me so happy they come to WI.
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Annual Group Photo

As always it was a fun day and I absolutely love this race. I’m pretty upset the Milwaukee Run Fest is the same weekend next year. Tyranena is just a great day and event. I love seeing all my running friends and hanging out after the race.