Bataan Training: Week 1

I have a feeling that Bataan will be like no other race I’ve ever done. It’s crucial for us to do our long runs on hills, against wind, and in the sand. The good thing about this is that we’ll gain fitness like we’ve never had it before, and also that our shorter runs during the week will become easier since we run around our relatively flat neighborhood. (Not to mention that we’ll torture the poor unfortunate 19 mile run we’ll have when we go back to Illinois to visit in February.)

The biggest elevation change for my Illinois marathon training was about +300 ft over the course of about six miles. Today? +600 ft over 2.5 miles, and starting out at about 4300 ft above sea level. Wowza.

There’s the map and elevation profile. And man, did we feel it! By the time mile 2 rolled around, I was pretty much yelling at Aaron that I couldn’t do it anymore. C’mon, Elizabeth. Stop being a pansy!!! You ran 26.2 flippin’ miles… you can do this! (That was me talking to myself, by the way, not Aaron talking to me… haha.)

We were up this morning at 6:42 AM, and that’s with no alarm. Whoops. I had energy that lasted all day and we got a lot accomplished! I had taken the day off because Aaron had a four-day weekend. It was nice to be off during the week together.

Here’s a picture of the sky on our drive to McKelligon Canyon.

Mountains are just plain awesome. That little tiny road is where we ran this morning. Looks quaint, right? HA!

Here’s us after our run…

Our average pace was 12:24, and we finished in 1:14. Not bad considering the elevation gain and wind. We did it.. that was my goal.

So, how did the rest of the week go?

Monday: Anaerobic exercises: pushups (on my knees still…), crunches, leg lifts, tricep dips, pullups (negatives where you jump up and try to slowly lower yourself down)

Tuesday: off

Wednesday: 3 miles

Thursday: off.. stayed up too late since we had Friday off of work…

Friday: a really great 4 miles around the neighborhood.. avg pace was about 10:30, and the last .5 was at around 9:20. I was super-excited about that.

Saturday and Sunday: off…. (coughHusbandplayedSkyrimtillhisfingersbledcough)

Monday: 6 miles (I’ll consider Monday part of last week because of the long weekend)

Total: 13 miles. Quite a modest start to the training season.

Like I said, we don’t officially start the Hal Higdon Novice II training until next Monday, but we’re just doing the first two weeks twice. We’ll have 20 weeks of training, total. And I am kicking the core and upper body exercises into high gear this time around!

In case you were wondering, the clouds did melt away to reveal a gorgeous blue Texas sky. (No, in real life, Texas does not own the sky. But shhhh, don’t tell the Texans that!)


…to a ┬álife of following the Lord wherever He leads.

…to selling our possessions and going across continents and oceans.

…to giving generously of our finances in order to further His kingdom and show our obedience.

…to raising and educating our children to love people in a foreign land if we are so called.

…to adopting children from a foreign land if we are so called.

…to being content with what we have.

…to being thankful when we have what we need, even if it’s not in excess.

…to storing our treasures in heaven, because then our hearts will follow.

…to literally dying for the Truth.


I won’t say that we know for sure that we’ve received “the call”. What I will say is that we are willing to put aside the American dream-life that we’ve been planning for our family so that we can pick up and move halfway around the world. I won’t say that we know that we will be ministering to Muslims… but we are willing to take the Gospel there because there is a huge harvest waiting to be brought in. There are so many people in so many places who have little to no access for the Gospel.

I feel the way we are living life right now is in the center of God’s will. It’s seriously is the best place to be… physically, emotionally, spiritually, matrimonially. We are giving generously and sacrificially… we are content with what we’ve been blessed with… and we are working hard to pay off our debt.

We know that having some savings is important, but we’re not interested in building so much wealth that we don’t know what to do with it. What is the point of being a millionaire, really? Sure, your kids have a great inheritance and you can enjoy whatever material pleasures you want… but I only want to accumulate wealth so that I can bless others. I’m not saying this to sound “holier-than-thou” or whatever.. it’s just where my heart is right now.

Waiting to have children is really hard for me. I admit it. I go in stages of either being really happy for people or really jealous of people when I hear of their pregnancies. I’m in a continual stage of surrender. I know that our time will come someday, and I am committed to caring for whatever children God gives us, whether biological or adoptive. We’ve talked about having both… we’ve also talked about adopting all of our children. Really, I want to prepare my heart for whatever happens.

We’re committed to living dead. John 12:24: “Unless a grain of wheat falls to the ground and dies it remains alone.” We must die to self, to selfish desires, fabricated plans, everything, in order to follow Christ fully.