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RACE #144: Riverton Half Marathon

Six years ago when I made the goal to run 180 races (half marathon or longer) before I turned 40, I had no idea that y age 36 I’d be nearly done with that goal. And, that really speaks volumes of how much running has changed and influenced my life these past half dozen years.

Up until about two years ago I had the IDEA of slowing down a bit and evening out the number of races so I could hit my goal in 2021. But, that never happened. Partly, because I used many races as training runs for ultras, but also, because, I didn’t want to slow down.

Okay, that could be the only reason.

Regardless, I changed my timeline for the goal to next year. I am now planning to run race 180 in July 2018. And, of course it will be where I started this crazy journey — the Bountiful Handcart Days Half Marathon.

Because, of this new timeline goal I’ve looked at my race schedule for the next 18 or so months and planned each race one out leading up to the race. I should have about 30 or so races this year, which is a lot for me. But, I have the goal in sight and many of these races are great ultra training for me.

It’s been tricky finding races, because I’m not able to put the many, many Runtastic Events races I love — Timp Half, Nebo Half, The Haunted Half, etc., etc., etc. — because I’m working for them now. So, I’ve had to find races to replace those on my schedule and I’ve had to find a few small races to put on my schedule that I normally wouldn’t. I’m not complaining, because a run is a run to me and I do like new challenges and new courses.

And, that’s what kind of lead me to run the Riverton Half Marathon. This isn’t a new race to me. I’ve run it twice before. Once in 2012 and again in 2014. It’s put on by the city — and it’s honestly not that bad. The registration fee is extremely reasonable — $30 for early bird and $40 if you procrastinate.

But, you also get what you pay for. It’s not a race done by thousands. There were a couple hundred or so. Not crowded at all. And, the shirts and medals have improved over the past years. But, it’s very much a small town race so if you’re looking for BIG event like Big Cottonwood, Ogden or St. George — you won’t find it in Riverton. But, they do a good job given it’s a city race and the budget they work from.

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Anyways, going into race week after last week’s Emigration Canyon Half Marathon, I kind of viewed this race as another race toward my goal. But, that all kind of changed midweek.

This past week Coach Blu from Addict II Athlete posted a video on the AIIA Facebook Group page talking about the opidemic plaguing the nation. On average, there are 144 people nationwide that lose their lives to opiate addiction — overdose, suicide, etc. This is a staggering number. That’s over 52,500 people every year.

These 144 people are our brothers, sisters, parents, relatives, friends and neighbors. Chances are we know someone who struggles with the addiction — and it’s sometimes difficult to see. Especially since so many of these drugs are prescriptions. Coach then challenged us, the team, to share this message through social media showing the world — and specifically these 144 — how wonderful a life of sobriety is, by hashtagging #144 in our posts.

After watching Coach’s video I soon realized that my race this weekend in Riverton was going to be my 144th race! I couldn’t believe the coincidence. But, then again, I did — because I’ve learned since knowing Blu coincidences DON’T happen between the two of us. I strongly feel this was meant to happen this way.

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I decided that I wanted to run this race in honor and memory of not just the 144, but for the AIIA team and my friends and family members that have lost their battle already. I didn’t anticipate going into this race with THIS much emotion, but in just a few short days — here I was.

I wanted to run in silence in their memory. Something that is — obviously — difficult for me to do. I’m a social runner, I love making conversation with anyone out on the course, at the aid stations or in the Honey Buckets. Well, okay, not in the Honey Buckets. But, you get the idea. This would be a sacrifice for me, but it would also be an opportunity for me to focus my attention on the message, on the 144, on my loved ones and the AIIA team. So that’s what I set out to do.

I knew race day was going to be rainy, but when I left my house that morning I didn’t expect it to be THAT rainy. It was cold and pretty much a downpour. I knew from social media posts that the Strider’s Winter Circuit Half Marathon in Eden was already cancelled because of the weather. I was just hoping my race wouldn’t be as well.

I thought about checking the race’s Facebook page, but I kind of made up my mind that even if it was cancelled I was still going to run the course. As bad as the rain was, I knew it couldn’t be as bad as the Ogden Marathon this past year. Nothing could. So, I was just going to drive to the race and hope there was going to be a supported race.

The commute was pretty wet, but luckily once I got to Riverton the rain wasn’t as heavy and the race was on. So after picking up my race packet I went back to my car to stay dry for a little longer. I knew I would end up drenched. Plus, I didn’t really feel like socializing much, just because of the nature of the run. I was already beginning to get emotional about it all.

At the sound of the gun, I stood back for a couple minutes to let the crowd go. I plugged in my headphones and set out to run. I started out running to some MoTab and some other classic music, but I ended up just turning it all off. Mainly, because I wanted to focus and center my thoughts on the purpose of my run — so it was easier to just turn off the music altogether.

I kept my vow of silence pretty much throughout the run, with a few exceptions. I ran into a Facebook friend out on the Jordan River Parkway, I did stop to say hello briefly. And, after staying silent for the first couple of aid stations I decided to at least say “thank you” instead of trying to say it with sign language. Besides, I don’t know if I was signing “thank you” right anyways.

But, I just focused running alone in my thoughts. And, it was a rather somber run. The rain was pretty persistent throughout the whole run. It didn’t let up until about mile 11 or so for me. I almost wished it kept raining because the sun came out and the last mile and a half were pretty warm. With my jacket and hat I felt like I was running in a sauna.

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The run as a whole was really emotional for me. I caught myself a lot in thought of friends and family members who lost battles with opiate addiction. I thought about the AIIA team and how so many of them fought to overcome their addictions.. I thought about the message of the team and how important it is to carry it’s message, because it can save lives.

The last mile was pretty uncomfortable for me physically. Between the increasing temperature and normal race fatigue, my sprained ankle was also flaring up a bit as well. But, that all felt secondary. I just focused on that finish line and the message of the team.

I got to the finish line in 3:05:11, not the best time. But, there wasn’t really a goal time for this race. After last week’s Emigration Canyon Half, where I pushed myself, I knew I’d have to pull pack just a tad. So I was happy with the finish time. I didn’t feel like I went backwards from the progress I made last week.

After refueling with some Gatorade and bananas I made the trek back to my car where I sat there for a while in silence. The culmination of everything just built up and I got rather emotional. It honestly kind of surprised me, because I don’t easily get emotional — I mean — I do, but it takes me a bit to get to that point. I was just grateful to be able to carry the banner of the team.

So what was assumed to be “just another race” became a race I’ll remember for many reasons. It was an emotional run for me. And, a moment I hope that someone out there that can draw inspiration from to make a change in their own lives. Whether that is moving toward living a life of sobriety — or simply resolving to live life more fully.

The focus now turns to the Saltair Half this upcoming weekend. I don’t have a game plan yet. But, I’d like to get a sub-three time, especially since I won’t be racing the following week due to PrepperCon. But, all of that is secondary, because my focus is on the Salt Flats 50K at the end of the month.

And, I can’t wait.


It’s hard to believe this was five years ago today. But, I share this picture every year on this date, because this is what LOVE looks like to me. This was right after my Mom’s double mastectomy and the moment my parents were reunited post surgery on what was their 38th wedding anniversary. What has struck me about this photo is the love in both their eyes. The concern and hope of my father and complete devotion of my mother. I can’t remember what was said, but words can’t convey the whole message being shared. There’s a lot to celebrate today. Not just for my Mom being five years cancer free, but 43 years of marriage for my parents. The decision they made over four decades ago set the tone for our family and the searches all us kids would make in finding a spouse. If I’ve learned anything from my parents’ relationship it’s that no matter what trial is in front of you, it’s tackled together in love, faith and devotion to each other. Which is symbolized so well in this picture.

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RACE #144: Riverton Half Marathon; April 8, 2017 (3:05:11) Did you know that on average 144 people lose their lives DAILY to opiate addiction? These are our brothers, sisters, parents, family, friends and neighbors. Utah is no exception to this opidemic. This week, Coach Blu challenged us Addict II Athlete athletes to show these 144 people the lives they’re missing not living a life of sobriety. He wants us flood social media with the hashtag #144 with the moments they’re missing out on in life. It was no coincidence that Coach would ask us this week, the week of my 144th race in my 180 goal. I’ve stopped believing in coincidences with Blu. So I made the decision to dedicate this run to the 144. I wanted to dedicate it to the family and friends I’ve lost to addiction. I wanted to dedicate it to my AIIA family. So I set out to run it in silence. Which I almost did. I muttered a few “thank yous” at aid stations and a couple hellos, but I just kept to myself with my heart and mind on the meaning of this run. The rain was persistent nearly throughout the whole race. I had soggy feet and cold hands. But, I didn’t care. My heart and mind took my attention elsewhere. It was a very emotional run for me. Especially as neared the finish line. I kept repeating in my head, “You are a Warrior! You have erased and replaced your addictions. Your mess is message.” All mottos of the AIIA team. After crossing the finish line and grabbing a few bananas, I just sat in my car for a while and kind of wept. It was a lot of emotion to process for me. I want this run — and my journey — to hopefully be a beacon for someone, anyone, to have the courage to take that first step toward a better life. That’s one reason why I share so much of my journey on my blog and social media. I know if I can do hard and difficult things like 50 milers and Marathons — others do hard and difficult things too. And, sometimes it takes someone else sharing their light to ignite that spark. If you struggle with addiction and you need help … REACH OUT! Life is too beautiful to let it pass by. #race144 #rivertonhalf #running @fight4phat @joshruns180 @josherwalla @addicttoathlete

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Kids are exhausting. Cute. But, exhausting.

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If you’re a model, would you put this in your portfolio?

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People sometimes worry about me being single and all. But, they needn’t worry about me … I get plenty of dates.

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Weekly Review

Last weekend at the tail end of my race down Emigration Canyon I rolled my ankle and sprained fairly good. Not fun at all. I did a couple slow runs mid-week to help straighten things out, but it was pretty sore the whole week. Not what I wanted or expected for my training.

And, I won’t lie, it’s been a frustrating month of ups and downs for my runs. If it’s not my ankle, it’s my back or this week — oral surgery. I’m having a root canal on Wednesday, so I am not sure what to expect from my running this week? I have a race on Saturday, but I’d like to get a run or two in before then.

Ugh. I just need to have patience that it’ll all work out. But, I’m getting a little anxious with my 50K coming up at the end of the month.

Weekly Miles

Running Miles — 4.0 miles
Race Miles — 13.1 miles
Walking Miles — 21.32 miles
TOTAL MILES — 38.42 miles
Race(s) this week — Riverton Half.

April 2017 Miles

Running Miles — 4.0 miles
Race Miles — 26.2 miles
Walking Miles — 24.02 miles
TOTAL MILES — 54.22 miles
Races in April — Emigration Canyon Half Marathon, Riverton Half, Saltair Half, Salt Flats 50K and Tulip Festival Half

2017 Miles

Running Miles — 185.75 miles
Race Miles — 122.32 miles
Walking Miles — 349.48 miles
TOTAL MILES — 657.55 miles
Races done in 2017 — New Year’s Half Marathon, Sweethearts 5K, Jackpot Running Festival, SL Tri Club Indoor Half, March Madness Half, Lucky 13 Half Marathon, Emigration Canyon Half Marathon and Riverton Half.

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RACE #119: Ogden Half Marathon

I’m writing this recap with about 24 hours of retrospect about this race. And, I’m still trying to figure out exactly how I feel about it. It was wet. It was tough. It was painful. But, at the same time, it was exactly what I needed — emotionally, physically and to some extent — spiritually. It was a truly a test for the whole body.

I’ve ran Ogden the past five years — and the last 3 of 4 years it’s rained. In 2013, it was a constant rain throughout the race. I was soaked to the core and somewhat unprepared for the elements. Last year, I was prepared when I saw rain on the forecast. So, I brought a complete change of clothes with me. I am glad I did, because it was not just wet, but much colder than 2013.

This year when I saw a 20% chance of rain in the forecast — I knew better than to take a chance on being caught unprepared. So, I packed a complete change of clothes with me — even if I didn’t need it, it was there. And, man, I am glad I brought what I brought. It saved my life.

Facing 30MPH monsoon-like headwinds was something that I’ve never faced before — in training runs or a race. Mentally, I don’t know how I could have endured through the race without the assurance that I was prepared with warm clothes at the finish line. I really believe in the adage “if you are prepared, you shall not fear.” Preparedness really gave me the courage to tough through the race.

I had bought a bib a few weeks ago after I had to sell my Vigor BC Half bib because of a wedding. Since the wedding was originally set for this weekend and moved that opened my day for Ogden. So I got a bib since Ogden is one of my favorite race.

Plus, I can never say no to a race — let’s be honest.

I was planning on running solo, but my friend Tim decided to sell his marathon bib in order to find a half bib. And, of course, we planned on running together. Then this past week our friend Jill picked up a bib — and joined the party.

This wasn’t the first time we ran together — we’ve ran a few other races together, but most notably the Big Cottonwood Marathon in 2014. Which was also Jill’s first marathon. So, we’ve had plenty of experience in party running.

Going into the race, our goal was simple — sub-three hours. Specifically, a sub-2:55 (my Provo time) for me. I really wanted to build on that. But, as you can tell from the weather — that was very much an unrealized goal for all of us. My official time was 3:33:15 — which is by far my worst time in a half I wasn’t pacing.

But, that time doesn’t even paint the picture of my run. The way I was feeling — physically, mentally and emotionally — going into the race was much better than the Provo City Half. I was ready and prepared to run the task at hand. And, for the first couple of miles before getting slammed by the weather I was doing great. I climbed the hill from Eden strategically with a run/walk method and just beasted up it.

Plus, I felt great.

The weather started really picking up around the time we got to the dam. We ran into our friend Dulci and her goddaughter before trying to fly down the canyon. But, we got slammed — my hat saved my life. It gave me some protection from the wind, but my glasses were worthless, so I took just took them off instead of trying to windshield wipe them every 500 feet.

The wind was a headwind and soon gusts of 30MPH were hitting us. It took full effort trying to run through it, but that soon became too difficult to push through, because it just ZAPS you to the core. Not fun.

So instead, we ran what we could and sped walked or pushed through the headwinds. Even at this point I was still mentally strong and doing well — the experiences from year’s past and knowing I was prepared after the run really kept me going. I realized I probably wasn’t going to get my time goal, but I didn’t feel bad about that, because I was leaving everything out there.

Around the mile five aid station Jill was running a little ahead of us as Tim and I stopped to refuel. We didn’t see that Jill had kept running — especially since I didn’t have my glasses on and couldn’t see further than 10 feet in front of me. We thought she stopped for a port-a-potty, so we stopped and waited for her.

We waited there for about five or so minutes. We were worried she was sick so we didn’t want to ditch her. So we decided to start walking thinking she would catch up. We stopped a number of times to look back in search for her — vain. It really ate up a little time (like I said, the 3:33:15 time isn’t an indicator of the effort).

But, luckily, she was ahead of us the whole time. I was really worried that we ditched her and I knew that mentally that could have eaten her up. So when I saw that she finished around 3:10 — I was excited and proud of her. She really earned it. Especially being her first race back post-pregnancy.

If it was possible, once we lost Jill, the weather seemed to get even worse. I was just praying it would stop sooner than later, especially as we got out of the canyon. Which, luckily, it did. It was still sprinkling once we got of the canyon, but the wind was gone.

This really made the last three miles feel like cake. My energy was zapped fighting the elements, but I just wanted to finish. I was ready for some bananas, warm clothes and a nap.

It was really cool, once we got a couple blocks from the finish line we were handed American flags. It was really touching — and sure it could have been because of the mix of emotions I had been feeling for the past three and a half hours. But, it was awesome running across the finish line with my flag. It felt like I was waving the flag of victory (which, really I was).

Anyways — after I crossed the finish line, I got myself some water, downed an orange (SO GOOD!) and a couple bananas before running (limping) over to the bag pick up for my dry clothes. I quickly (and by quickly, I mean it took me probably half an hour) changed in the handicapped port-a-potty. I then collapsed on one of the green lawnchairs near the stage, ate my apple and just sat and watched everyone around me. I was beat.

The cool part of the post-race afternoon though was going out to lunch with my friends Angie Pace, Tim, his wife and … Bart Yasso! Yes, THAT Bart Yasso! It’s not every day you get that opportunity and it was a great time listening to a number of his stories running around the world. Awesome guy!

Overall, I feel great about my race. My time is no indication of how I felt, what my effort was or whether or not I was progressing as a runner. It was the perfect race for me at the perfect time that I needed it. I am sure glad my friend moved his wedding so I could run Ogden. I’ll always run Ogden.

Now the focus is on Alpine next week and Drop 13 (June 11) — plus, a good training run on June 4th. Just trying to figure out a good place for one — maybe Big Cottonwood, Little Cottonwood or Millcreek? I just feel like I need another canyon run here soon.

Anyways — HAPPY RUNNING! Who else ran Ogden? How’d you do? Was your experience in the rain and wind? Leave a comment below!

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Next week I am sweeping the Alpine Classic Half Marathon — appropriately located in Alpine, Utah — for RYR Pacing. It will be a good little training run. Not pressure on time, just a matter of getting distance in. It’s a smaller race than most I’ve paced so I am expecting to finish under four hours with some good stretches of running for me. But, that’s not my top priority — that’s to get everyone across the finish line.

This will be my second time running the Alpine Half. I ran it back in 2013 with Susette — it’s a hilly course. But, I finished around 2:30 — a time I’d kill for these days. Anyways — it’s not an easy course or for one faint of heart. It’s technical and fun. One characteristic of most Utah Run races that I like — think of it as almost a trail race … on pavement.

As I mentioned above — my focus now is doing well at the Drop 13 Half (June 11), so with a couple weeks of good running, the paced half and a good long distance training run between the two races — I should improve my time goal from Provo quite significantly. At least that’s the goal.


Most guts? WE WIN! #prefontaine #race119 #ogdenhalf #running @ogdenmarathon @joshruns180

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How are these cheeks NOT bruised? They’re so pinchable! #littlemangabica

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I’m dedicating my 13.1 miles tomorrow at the @ogdenmarathon to @race2erace @theabolitionistsmovie, @ourrescue and the children currently held in the sex slave industry around the world. Child sex slavery is our biggest social ill to date. We live under the assumption that slavery ended with Lincoln. It didn’t. Just institutionalized slavery here in the US. There are currently over 27 million slaves worldwide and two million of those are children. More often than they are trapped in the sex trade. This MUST stop! That’s one too many. With movies like @theabolitionistsmovie and organizations like @ourrescue and @race2erace we can make and be that difference. If you’d like to donate your miles towards the goal of running two million miles tag your social media running posts with #run2m. Every mile counts and gets us closer to rescuing all two million children. #race119 #ogdenhalf #running #rescue2m #run2m

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I call this piece of artwork “50 SHADES OF BANANAS” #bananaart

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These kids — love them all. #prouduncle

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Miss Thalia and Mister Tatum — it’s kinda fun being an uncle to these two. #prouduncle #misschicka #chubbingtatum

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The latest episode of the Runcast USA went live on Friday — it went live a little bit later than usual, so you might have missed it. But,  it’s a special music episode where I share some of my favorite running songs.

Well, I have a few of my favorite running songs — a few from the listeners — and a few new songs I’ve recently discovered. It’s kinda fun. Hopefully it’s something we can do again and so far from our numbers it’s one of our most popular shows.

Anyways — give the podcast a listen on Podbash.com or download it on iTunes and take it for a run!



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