You are going to start seeing some awesome posts from a few lovely ladies on our blogs, twitter, and facebook. You will also see some events that are going to be geared more towards getting women out on the trails and enjoying nature. We know that some women just feel more comfortable with other women.
So without delaying this any longer we welcome our first female member to the spotlight :
Sheila – aka: Sugar Momma
1. Why TrailsRoc? What attracts you to the organization?
I love TrailsRoc because it allows people who love running on the trails, regardless of their ability, a chance to meet up and do what they love together. We are so lucky to live in a city with such phenomenal trail running and phenomenal runners! I have never felt as welcomed into any community as I did the trail running community here in the Roc.
2. What is your endurance background AND what makes you tick… why do you run?
In high school, I played a ton of soccer, mostly midfield because I could run back and forth all game long. I ran track for a couple of years to stay in shape for soccer during the brief lull between winter-indoor session and spring-outdoor session, but I never really liked it. In college, I played occasional pick-up soccer games and would go to the gym to “run” on the elliptical. After college, I continued my elliptical “running,” but insisted that I hated running “just to run,” even when I met a tall, handsome stud (enter Eric aka @roctherun aka Ber Beer Bear), who talked incessantly about running. He tried, numerous times, to get me to run with him. I tried, numerous times, to get him to ask me out on a “real” date. A year or so after we started dating, Eric finally convinced me to go for a run with him. I think I made it to the corner of our street, and I would’ve complained the whole way but I was too busy sucking wind. It was a mess. I wish there was a more glamorous or legit reason for my running to have taken off–but I started running more seriously when I found out that Breuggers had a local 5k with free bagels post-run. I believe I told Eric, “All I have to do is run 3.1 miles for free bagels?” I ran a bunch of 5ks on roads with no real training and frequently said things like “I can’t imagine running more than 5 miles.”
That quickly changed as I began training for my first half marathon, the inaugural Flower City Half. I was woefully underprepared, walked/ran from mile 7 on, finished the race, puked (for all the gory, embarrassing details, see below), cursed Eric out for signing me up for the half, and swore I would never run farther than 5 miles again. A few hours later, I found myself wondering how much faster I could be if I trained smarter, now that I knew what to expect. What they say about getting bit by the bug is true. I’ve run 2 more halves since then, improving my time significantly both times (still not where I want it, but we’re getting there). After the second, I mentioned in passing that I thought I could probably run a marathon at this point. I thought nothing of my flippant comment, but Eric had other plans. I came home from work 2 days later, and he proudly announced that he’d signed me up for the Corning Marathon. While running the marathon was a huge accomplishment, training for it was even more so. The 4 months of marathon madness were an amazing personal journey for me.
2 summers ago, I ran my first trail race. Walking up a hill (*ahem, mountain) by myself, I was near tears. I finished the race more miserable than I’d ever been (except for after that first half marathon) and again told myself never again. Except that I love being outside. I’ve always loved hiking. I had anticipated running my road pace on trails and was upset about how much slower I was on trails…until Eric and I compared other peoples’ road times to their trail times and I realized the two were incomparable. After reframing my expectations, we started running more trails. I realized I LOVED it. Trail running is so much harder than road running. It’s more rewarding, physically and mentally. The camaraderie of trail runners is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced and being able to work out in the natural beauty that surrounds us is just amazing. I still like running on the roads, but trail running is a pretty amazing option!!
3. Why should people join TrailsRoc?
TrailsRoc is a great opportunity to meet new people. I love meeting new runners because everyone has a unique view, a unique story, and something to teach. It’s always cool to make new friends, and I am so grateful for all of the amazing people who have come into my life as a result of my involvement with TrailsRoc and running. I can’t wait to meet more people, so come join us!!!!!!
4. Your favorite Trail Event?
Just one??? I’m going to go with the GVH Mudslog here in Rochester. A trail race WITH some serious obstacles, including a swim, horse jumps and a whole lotta mud. It was easily the most fun I’ve had running!
5. Where can we learn more about you? Blogs, twitter handles, etc..
Follow me on twitter @shme105. I’ll also be adding blogs on this site now.
6. What is the most embarrassing thing you have ever done on a run?
Aside from the almost weekly tripping (thereby destroying the knees of a couple pairs of running tights and permanently scarring my knees), my most embarrassing running moment would be at the finish line of my first half marathon. As previously stated, I was super unprepared for the race. I had no hydration plan, but Eric had mentioned that I should drink at water stops. So I did. Every. Water. Stop. EVERY 2 miles, I drank a full cup of water. Around mile 7, when you hit the part of the course that cuts through the cemetery, I started feeling nauseous. I switched to walking, fearful of what happens if you puke on a grave (bad karma, right?). I ran/walked the rest of the course, continuing to drink (I have no idea why) at every water station. As I crossed the finish line, I realized I was going to vomit. I pushed by people, grabbed a medal from a startled volunteer, pushed another one holding out a finisher’s mug out of the way, and promptly puked. Time stopped, thousands of people were staring at me, I was in my own little special time warp. And then my knight-in-shining-armor came up to me and asked, “Ummm why are you puking into your hand? You know you can’t catch it, right?” At which point I woke up from my time warp, looked down, registered that time hadn’t stopped, just the people in the immediate vicinity were staring at me, and horrifyingly I was puking into my hand, and the puke was trickling through my fingers to the ground. Thank goodness a nice girl nearby grabbed me some cups of water to rinse off my hand, because Eric was too busy mocking my attempted puke-grab. To this day, I frequently get nauseous post-race, and Eric and I are convinced that it is in my head. So if you see a girl dry heaving at the end of a race, it’s probably me. Come say hi–and bring a cup of water for me, just in case! 🙂
7. What is your DREAM race and why?