My Running Chronicles: Eight Magnificent Miles and Time With My Running Family - L Street Running Club

The last time we had attended the L Street BBQ it was September 14, 2011. I sat and I listened as fellow Club members regaled stories of marathons past, hopes and dreams for future events and remember how Mac, founder and former President of L Street made me feel so wonderful that I was "just" power walking and was not training for any event. He reminded me of the Club motto, "Maintain. Maintain. Maintain." and "No pace too slow. No Distance too short."

Fast forward to Sunday. Tom and I did another magnificent eight mile run as we train for the Bermuda Half Marathon coming up in January. I can feel the excitement build. This year I am embracing the change of seasons knowing that in just a few short months Team McManus will be Bermuda bound. We relish every mile of this wonderful journey. It is so exciting to be working again. I used to dread the winter months as a retired person but now I have energy and momentum to carry me through the cold weather in work and at play.

We ran 5 times around Jamaica Pond and took 4 minutes off of our time from the previous week thanks to 20 degree cooler temperatures. We also took much less time for water stops and were able to fuel on a half a Luna bar for the 8 miles. Tom wore his BAA Half Marathon shirt and I wore my Tufts 10K Start Strong Finish Stronger shirt. It seemed as though everyone was wearing either their BAA shirts or Tufts 10K shirts. We would nod and wave as we passed because that's what runners do.



Here we are after finishing our run:


I pushed hard during the run and I felt wonderful but could feel that even though the temperature outside was cooler, smart money said to take an Epsom Salts Ice Bath to help recover. Tom captured the moment:


After a hot shower, refueling with salad and a smoothie, we went to the Columbia Yacht Club for our end of summer BBQ with our L Street family.

Four years later! I was astounded by my transformation. Four years ago I couldn't run and wasn't training for events. I could feel that I was heading into a downward cycle after my nephew's suicide in March but felt a lot of comfort being surrounded by my L Street Family.

At Sunday's BBQ I was Boston's local empress of enthusiasm. I had so much energy despite having run 8 miles earlier in the day. It was wonderful to be with everyone and to be a part of the conversation about upcoming events. L Streeters are trained for the BAA Half, Chicago Marathon and a few other Fall races and some talked about their recent accomplishments as ultra marathoners.

It was a perfect weather day with a slight chill in the air but we could sit on the dock and enjoy the warm sun. The food as always was fabulous and I sampled foods that I ordinarily wouldn't eat. "That's why we run" was a common comment as we ate with gusto and sampled treats from the dessert table.

While the motto of our Club is No pace too slow. No distance too short. we should have another motto. No matter how long it's been since we've seen each other, when we get together it's like coming home and being with family.



Here are more photos that capture the love and Spirit of the day:




And even though Mac and Alma are now in Florida, their presence was palpable and they were able to enjoy the day vicariously through our Facebook photos.

We are running family. The bonds of love are strong. This wonderful Club fuels every step of my journey and we love and support each other to go the distance whatever the goal and whatever the challenge.

My Running Chronicles: There's No Such Thing as Just a Half ...

There was a Facebook post about whether or not someone could pace someone for a marathon. There was a marathon and a half marathon happening on the same day. Someone responded with "I'm running just the half."

There is no such thing as just a half or just a 5K or just a 10K or just any distance. We are runners and as the motto of my L Street Running Club says, "No pace too slow. No distance too short."

After my wonderful 8 miler on Saturday, Tom and I started talking about our goals. I know in every fiber of my being that I could and he could and we could run another marathon if we put our minds to it.

There is a Japanese Proverb about climbing Mt. Fuji.

I googled it and found the following:
With over 300,000 people climbing her summit during the summer months, Mt Fuji thrives on the Japanese proverb “A wise man will climb Mt Fuji once; a fool will climb Mt Fuji twice.”

I've run a marathon and not just any marathon the Boston Marathon. Been there. Done that and got the t shirt and the medal and blisters and black toenails and memories to last a lifetime.

It's a miracle that I am back on the roads and training for my first half marathon in 6 years!

I'm loving the journey and I'm loving experiencing the sense of both mastery and challenge as we get ready to run the Bermuda Half Marathon in January.

13.1 miles challenges me but it's still fun and exhilarating. I don't have to worry about early starts because I just have to finish the half in the time it takes everyone to run a full marathon. I am planning on crushing it and having the best time of my life as we traverse the amazing course through Bermuda.

In Saturday's training run I experienced a beautiful duality of being kind and gentle with my body especially given the heat but also feeling a sense of fierceness and connection to all that is.

I am not setting a limit on what I choose to do. I am choosing a goal that I can enjoy and is very challenging for me.

I remember having a conversation with Bill Rodgers at the Hyannis Marathon Weekend. He said as only Billy can say, "I like the Half. It's a great distance especially as we get older. It's still challenging but you can have fun and you don't beat your body up as much as when you are training for and running a full marathon."

So there you have it - straight from the champion's mouth.. 13.1 miles is going to serve Team McManus just fine because there is no such thing as just a half ... we are going to crush the entire 13.1 miles and cherish every mile along the way.

Going the Distance: You'll Never Run Alone!

I remember watching the end of the Jerry Lewis Muscular Dystrophy Telethon back in the day. He'd close every telethon with "You'll Never Walk Alone." It was always a box of tissues kind of moment.



The song was especially powerful for me given that I had contracted paralytic polio at age 5 and had to learn how to walk again first with the support of a leg brace and then without.

What a magnificent journey and what a privilege to be able to work with the Source of Divine Intelligence within me to experience total healing of mind, body and Spirit after contracting paralytic polio and experiencing 9 years of unrelenting assaults against mind, body and Spirit. I never did walk alone. My guardian angel or angels were always with me to protect me and help me through the storms.

Writing poetry ignited this Source within me after I was diagnosed with post polio syndrome now 9 years ago. (I can hardly believe it). Spirit spoke through my pen, my divining rod of healing and lit the way of my healing path.

Spirit led me to Dr. Ryan Means, a chiropractor who reminded me about the Source and Power of Divine Intelligence within me that we would harness to get me back to running again. Ryan harnessed that Source as he did chiropractic adjustments and taped my knee unleashing the power within me to heal.

Despite the heat during yesterday's 8 mile run, I felt amazing. After mile 6 I found myself experiencing the zone. That place where you are running seemingly effortlessly having something else take over. The best way to describe it is it's the absolute opposite of hitting the wall.

Tom and I were chatting about the momentum I now have in my life on and off of the roads. I pointed out to him that it all started when I met Ryan; he said that this is the culmination of 9 years of incredibly hard work, dedication and discipline to healing and moving beyond the past.

There's really no logical reason for me to be training for the Bermuda Half Marathon in January but fortunately I don't listen to logic. I listen to my heart and the sound of my quickened heart rate as I train. I love feeling Spirit's energy pulse through me healing all that went before. It's counter intuitive I know but running heals my knee injury. It's a time when, as I connect with Spirit, I invite Her to heal the parts of me that were once brutalized and feel the pain of the past wash away.

I love the feeling after a long run:



and I confidently rest in the awareness that I never run alone!

My Running Chronicles: Eight is Great!

When it's a perfect beach day in late September, it's hard to get motivated to go out on a run so what's a runner to do? Plan to run along Wollaston Beach in Quincy - our old training ground when we trained for the Boston Marathon!

It was a very special run dedicated to Billy Hartford, one of our beloved members of L Street Running Club. I didn't know him personally but we had wonderful exchanges on Facebook.

We started out the day with a plank, crunches and clams with weights to engage and strengthen what we need to in order to go the distance!

As we started out with our warm up, I could feel the heat of the day. I decided that today's run was going to be a take care of myself, run from the inside out and get those miles into my legs kind of run. I had prepared for the run in my morning meditation. I focused on my music, the beautiful ocean views and visualized what it was going to feel like to run in Bermuda.

We hydrated well, paced ourselves, learned how we want to fuel during Bermuda and enjoyed the gift of a very late summer's day in New England.

I took it mile by mile and Tom was gracious enough to listen to my sing alongs with my play list which, at times, included singing all parts of a particular musical number.

The joy was definitely in the journey. As I thought about Billy and what he contributed to the running community I felt goosebumps everywhere. I sent out love and prayers to everyone who was gathered for his Memorial Service.

We had just finished our 8 miles. I was crying to realize that I ran farther than I have since 2009 and we see a woman with an L Street singlet charging toward us. "I know you bums," Caitlin Doherty, Vice President of our Running Club and a dear friend of ours called out.

Her mom was driving and she spotted our L Street singlets which we wore in honor of Billy.

We high five'd and then talked about Billy, next week's club BBQ, her long run tomorrow in preparation for the Chicago Marathon and hugged and felt the L Street Love.

We asked someone sitting along the beach to take our photo:



It was beautiful synchronicity that Caitlin was wearing her L Street singlet even though she was not running today.

We went in for our ice bath in the ocean. I had to remind myself, "Oh so this is what running 8 miles feels like." And state my affirmation of how my body recovers from every challenge with ease.

We decided to head back into the Seaport area for lunch and went to Legal Seafood Test Kitchen. We apologized for our appearance to the hostess and asked if we could sit outside. She was nonplussed and offered suggestions for what might be a great way to fuel after our run. Our waiter Mike was exuberant and provided us with outstanding service. Tom and I sat in the sun basking in the glow of my first 8 mile run since 2009 and celebrating my healing and strength.

Tom mentioned that he knows I am training well and will be ready to run Bermuda. I've let go of any time goals and want to enjoy every moment of that weekend and that day. After I finished my run, Shalene Flanagan came on Nike+ to congratulate me on my longest run. "That distance is something to be celebrated," the prerecorded message told me. "Enjoy the party!"

That's exactly what I plan to do because eight miles are great miles!

To going the distance....

What's In A Name? From Journey Well to Going the Distance

The phrase journey well was coined the weekend before the 1st anniversary of 4/15/13 by a massage therapist I was seeing at the time. The phrase resonated deep in my soul at the time and served me well this past year and a half. Everything changes - everything should change otherwise we find ourselves in a state of stagnation. We need momentum in our lives. We need to move forward. During my meditation this morning I realized that I needed to change the name of my Facebook page and the title of my blog to Going the Distance. I changed my profile and my bio on social media.

I've known challenges since I was five years old beginning with contracting paralytic polio and then enduring nine years of violence at the hands of family members. But those early challenges helped me to grow into the woman that I am today. Paralytic polio and trauma made me stronger. In 2007 after receiving the diagnosis of post polio syndrome, a "progressive neuromuscular disease" by Western Medicine standards, I took a leap of faith leaving my award winning almost 20 year career as a social worker at the Department of Veterans Affairs to heal my life. I landed right smack in the middle of the glorious life I lead today.

We can go the distance whatever the challenge and whatever the goal.

It's a great ride! Come with .....

My Running Chronicles: Joy in the Journey - I've Got This

As I let go of pushing myself and trying to achieve a certain time in yesterday's training run and as I focused on being so happy to be out there running with Tom, I felt incredible joy in my journey on the road to the Bermuda Half Marathon in January. Whenever I go to their website I get goosebumps. I am so excited to be going back to that beautiful Island where Tom and I have so many wonderful memories and where we are going to make some amazing new memories in January.

My dear friend and a wonderful Coach, Reno Stirrat posted this on Facebook this morning from John "The Penguin" Bingham:


I need to honor what I've accomplished. In December, I couldn't bear weight on my left leg. I worked with incredible tenacity and determination building in strength training and cross training into my regimen. I slowly built the miles and will continue to build the miles until I reach 13.1 miles again - a half marathon.

I have my sights set on another full marathon in October but you better believe that I am going to pause and celebrate and relish the remarkable accomplishment of running another half marathon.

In L Street Running Club we have a motto coined by our first President, "Mac". "Maintain. Maintain. Maintain." My strength training regimen is quite rigorous and I am going to maintain at this level of intensity for now.

We decided that hill repeats are out for me - for now but I can certainly enjoy the thrill of tempo runs and fartleks and running hills.

Yesterday my life and running partner Tom looked at me as we were almost finished with our 7.5 miler. He said that we could have run the half marathon. We would have walked/run it but we would have easily finished.

I've let go of time and I've decided to honor where I am and what my body can safely do for now. My friend Nicole posted on Facebook this morning that the goal is to build the body stronger. Not tear it down.

So as long as I relax and let go of pushing myself and instead feel the exquisite joy in the journey, I've got this.




I chronicle the first 7 years of my healing odyssey in "Coming Home: A Memoir of Healing, Hope and Possibility" and continue the journey in "Journey Well." These two inspirational books that will motivate you and move you to tears along with my books of inspirational poetry are available on Amazon.

Going the Distance: My Left Leg - I AM The Placebo

After a week of intense training, I was sore yesterday. My left knee was a little swollen. My first thought was, "Oh I wish Dr. Ryan were here to tape my knee again." He is a chiropractor in China now. But then I remembered what I read in Dr. Joe Dispenza's book, "You Are the Placebo," a book Dr. Ryan recommended to me. I have the power to change my body through thoughts alone. I've done it so many many times throughout my life and most recently during these past 8 years after being told I "had" "post polio syndrome," a progressive neuromuscular disease. Dr. Bernie Siegel was the first one to help me harness the power of my mind and Love to heal back in the 1980's.

Before I started reading "You Are the Placebo, Dr. Ryan sent me an email with an image from this page from the book that says, "Changing the body by thought alone" with an explanation of how thoughts create a new body:



I have it on our refrigerator with a magnet that says "We Can Do It!"

So I elevated my legs, iced and visualized while also remembering the rigors of this week's training.

The body achieves what the mind believes and so rather than remembering how I have felt in the past, I am creating a new present and a new future. It's a gift I am giving to myself.

I allow the pain from the past to surface and move through bringing new clear energy to flow and remove the blocked energy from polio, rape and surgeries. I remind myself that the only soreness I need to experience is that which comes with training for a marathon. I deserve this now. I am rewiring my brain from one who experienced unrelenting violence, intimidation and humiliation to claiming my birth right as a beautiful, free, intelligent, insanely talented and determined woman.

I no longer need to carry the burdens of the past with me. I am developing a new relationship with my left leg. It is healed!

This morning my knee hurt and so I went into my morning meditation. I could feel the energy flow and I could feel my left leg release. I remembered the treatments from Dr. Ryan and how the taping stimulated the flow of energy and I used my mind to re-experience those wonderful experiences.

I cry from the depths of my soul as I write this saying goodbye to all that went before. I feel the stirrings deep in my soul that I create a new left leg and a new me.

It's been an amazing week of training. 7.5 sweet savory miles, Hill Training and maintaining cross training in the pool and strength training on land.

And you know what? I can have total confidence that me and my left leg and all of me is going the distance. I am the placebo! Total healing is mine. Say hello to the new me! I feel great in my own skin shedding the skin of my past. I affirm that I am healthy, whole, and strong.