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The Pixie Dust Challenge

I took a year off of writing and running.  Okay.  I’ve never run in my life.  Off of slogging.  Slow jogging.

I had bad leg pain the last year.  After I lost the baby, I got on the treadmill to burn off some anger and stress and instead I inflamed my plantar fasciitis.  I spend the next year with a podiatrist and a physical therapist.

I am finally back to slogging.  I now slog/walk so that I don’t constantly pound on my feet.

And I occasionally wear sensible shoes.  Because they’re sensible.

But now that I’m back on the treadmill, I decided I should enter a race and train.  The Tinkerbell half-marathon is coming up again in May and I thought it would be the perfect.  This will be the third year running.  (See that dual meaning there?  I impress myself sometimes.)

But I’ve done it before.  I wanted to do something different.  I wanted to show my stupid foot that I was in charge.  Or something to that extent.

So I signed up the the Pixie Dust challenge.  I’ll be running a 10k on Saturday and a half marathon on Sunday.  And then I get 3 medals.  Which makes the complete and utter pain from both races somewhat worth it.  I don’t know how much but it’s something.

I start the training program in January.  It’s for experienced runners.  I decided that “experienced” is a suggestion.  So I’m running 3x a week and then by January, I’ll be experienced.

Or something like that.

This socks and shoes combo could be the key to getting me over the finish line.

This socks and shoes combo could be the key to getting me over the finish line.


  1. Laura says:

    The question is–will you wear wings and sparkle? I really think you should consider carrying pixie dust with you and throwing it at the people watching you…. just a thought…

    1. Marianne Hansen says:

      We wore tu-tus the first year and I couldn’t stand it. The material kept going between my legs that I spread the tulle so that there was nothing in the front. I can’t handle accessories when I run. I may even buy a watch I can put music on so I don’t need a watch and an iPod. Because it’s all just too heavy. I’m a wimpy slogger.

  2. Megan Goates says:

    I’m impressed. I run (figuratively) from running. Or even slogging.

    1. Marianne Hansen says:

      I used to. And then I realized I can get medals. And this is the only way in my life I can get a medal. Sometimes I wear them while I burn dinner.

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