Three Things Thursday -

Food, Food and More Food - After I posted yesterday about my RMR, pretty much everyone asked me how I was going to eat 3000-4000 QUALITY calories per day. And the answer is ...

I don't know.

It would be super easy to head to Shyndigz and have a jumbo sized piece of cake everyday. Easy, but wrong. Plus, we put a self-imposed ban on that place until Labor Day.

But, in all seriousness, I don't really know what I am going to eat. Yesterday, I only made it to 2511 calories and could not have eaten another bite. Unfortunately, my 80 minute bike and 90 minute yoga session (not to mention my normal daily activity) boosted my caloric needs by about 1300. Yeah, so day one might have been a fail.

I'm sure your heart is breaking for the girl who can eat whatever the f#ck she wants.

Anyway, I'm know that avocados will become a daily staple and that I'll eat a full serving (or two) of nuts compared to the half serving I usually have. But after that, I am kind of stumped. The nutritionist recommended some interesting options for balancing my nutrients, but they are kind of counter-intuitive to endurance training, so I am not sure how I feel about them. I'm going to give them a go and will "review" them after a few weeks along with a "log" of what I am eating.

In the meantime, if you have any helpful hints, feel free to email me with them.

P90X - Ever since Ironman 70.3 Texas, I have been trying to incorporate more strength training into my routine. I have been doing a free weights circuit at home two to three times per week and I can definitely tell the difference that it is making. My shoulders, especially the reconstructed one, are much stronger and my swim times are evident of that.

Since things were going well, I had no intention of changing anything. But last week, my sister, Beans, mentioned that a co-worker of hers wanted to try P90X and that she was also kind of interested in learning about it.

I took that to mean that she wanted to start it IMMEDIATELY.

And that's what we did. On Monday, Beans, J and I started P90X. And it's beating the heck out of us. When I tried to get out of bed this morning to run, I could barely move. My hips and butt were on fire. So, I took an unscheduled rest day. Oops.

Nuun Winners - It occurred to me this morning that I never posted my Nuun Giveaway winners. So without further adieu, here they are. There were 75 entries and thanks to random.org, the lucky numbers were ...

#23 - Hot Mama @ Hot Confidence

AND

#37 Christine Ashby @ Swimmer Turned Triathlete

Congrats ladies! Please email me at racingwithbabes (at) yahoo (dot) com with your shipping address to claim your prize.

double edged sword ...

I have always been a self-motivator. Usually, all it take for me to tackle everything that's thrown my way, is my desire to do so. I like accomplishments. I want to be able to say I've done this or that. No one else needs to hold me accountable. I will do that myself.

But being a self-motivator is a double edged sword. You see, self-motivators have drive. A lot of drive. In fact, sometimes, too much. And on occasion, being self-motivated can completely backfire.

Take this past week for example. It was a cutback week for me. 46 miles on the schedule (plus three days of P90X and five days of Ab Ripper X.) On Wednesday morning, I was on track. I had run 18 miles, cross-trained once and finished Ab Ripper X twice. Things looked good. Then, as we all know, on Wednesday night, I got a stomach bug. I missed one workout. Then another. But, by Thursday night, I was feeling better and decided to cross-train.

On Friday, I still wasn't feeling 100%, but things were manageable. That night, after the girls were in bed, I ran 6 miles AND cross-trained. I was making up for lost time. Trying to get back on track. I was being sabotaged by my own self-motivation.

Then Saturday came. And I could barely move. Friday night kicked my butt. So much so, that I decided to cut a 10 miler from my weekly schedule. it killed me to do it. It didn't matter that no one would ever know or care about that skipped run. I would. But, I knew wasn't strong enough to run. And I tried to be a logical thinker, which is incredibly hard when you are a runner first ...

With 10 miles already missed, I headed out on Sunday morning to meet G and some of the Posse. We had 12 on the schedule. But I knew from the beginning it was doomed. I wanted to believe that I was ready. And when we started, I really thought that I was. But a series of odd events from my Garmin freaking on me to missed turns to being told over a loud-speaker that (and I quote) "Your outfits are weird," started to lead me to believe otherwise.

(Note: Our outfits were not weird. See? Like I told G, "We're not weird. We're Skittles")

Anyway, by mile 4, I was feeling really "off." I knew we were making a drop-off at mile 6 and I decided to stop. Then I went home and slept for two and a half hours.

Ugh. 16 miles short this week. I have never missed mileage like that. I was so disappointed in myself. I pride myself in my strength and perseverance. And missing a third of my total mileage was a tough pill to swallow.

I know that sounds crazy and that I made the smart decision. But the thing about being Type-A is that you hold yourself to a very high standard. A standard that you probably wouldn't hold others to. I know this. And I know that missing 16 miles of a 700+ mile training plan is NOTHING. I know that it won't make a difference on race day. And I know that it was smarter to miss the runs now, in a cutback week, than during a peak week. But that doesn't make it any easier.

an apology to Tony ...

Dear Tony,

I am so sorry that I broke up with you. But after the 90 torturous days we spent together, I needed a break. I thought I'd be back with you in no time. I thought that we would find a schedule that would work for us. But, that never happened. And now, seven months have passed and my abs that once looked like this (thanks to you, of course) ...

Have gotten soft. And pale. And look like this ...

I never should have left you. I know that now. And that's why I took you back last night. Why I let you push me until I face-planted during dive bomber pushups. Why I am OK with the fact that I can't lift my arms above my head and it hurts if I breathe in too deep. I need you in my life. I know that now. Please forgive me.

Love,
TMB

you wanted to know, questions 16-20

When I had my 1,000 mile giveaway, a requirement for entry was to ask me a question. Any question. And I promised to answer them in a series of posts. Here are questions 16-20 ...

Monica asked, "What is your favorite P90X workout? What is your least favorite?"

If you didn't know, I completed P90X earlier this summer and LOVED it. You can check out my results HERE. (Wow. I don't look like that right now. I should probably start the program again ...)

With that said, there were parts that I loved (and hated) more than others. My two favorite workouts were Chest and Back and YogaX (which I thought was the most difficult of the set). These two workouts were killer and I still felt challenged by them at the end of the program.

On the other hand, I CANNOT STAND KenpoX. Such a horrible workout. Maybe I'm just not coordinated enough for it, but I constantly felt like I was fumbling around and barely worked up a sweat. I hated it so much that I only did it twice and then started swapping it out for CardioX and Core Synergistics.

justme asked, "What, if anything, have you done to prevent the injuries that can occur when people consistently run?"

The number one thing I do is LISTEN TO MY BODY. I try to pay attention to the signs of impending injury and halt it in its tracks. If I need a rest day, I take a rest day. If I need to slow down, I slow down. The injuries I have had in the past could have been less severe had I not tried to "push through." I know better now.

Rae asked, "What is a good pace I should run when doing long runs? I saw on a training plan that I should do over 10 minute miles. Should I be doing that? I feel if I run that "slow" I won't be able to run fast in races. What is the pace you run when not racing?"

OK. I always get this question and no one ever likes the answer.

You (and everyone else) should be running the MAJORITY (not all) of your miles at about 80% of your max speed for the distance. For most people, this equates to about 1-2 minutes slower than race pace.

For example, if you run a 10K at an 8 min/mile pace, your 6 mile training runs should be at about a 10 min/mile pace. And if you run a 10K at a 6 min/mile pace, your 6 mile training runs should be at about a 7:30 min/mile pace. Speed is relative. But the calculation is the same regardless of what your race pace may be.

This is not to say that you need to run slower ALL THE TIME. Speedwork has it's time and place and on average should make up about 10% of your weekly mileage (once you have a well-established weekly mileage base.)

Personally, I run 90% of my miles somewhere between a 9:45 and 10:45 per mile, depending on the length of the run. The other 10% is run at a 9:30 (marathon pace) or faster, depending on the workout.

Michelle asked, "As a new runner I'm trying to figure out how to incorporate tempo, speedwork and hill repeats into my training - which would you advise to start with and how often?"

For a beginning runner, I feel building your weekly mileage base is more important than speedwork. Building your base will increase your endurance, which in turn, will increase your speed.

But, once you have a solid base, speedwork can safely be added in once a week (twice for the more seasoned runner). I think that tempo runs are the easiest form of speedwork for most people and is what I recommend to my clients who are adding in speedwork for the first time.

Tempo runs, intervals (track workouts) and hill repeats are all very effective training tools. But finding the right combination really depends on the individual, their goals and the course profile of their race.

Shannon asked, "If you ran before you became a mom, did you ever have a freak out moment where you thought "omg, my life as a runner is over!?" and if so, how did you overcome that?"

Ha! I would probably say that.

But, no, that never happened. I didn't actually start running until after my second daughter was born, so this whole "mommy/runner" thing is all I have ever known. That's not to say that I haven't had those freak out moments where I thought I wouldn't be able to get it all in. If I am having one of those days, I try to BREATHE. And I try to remember that other moms and runners are out there getting it done, and so can I. And then, I schedule, schedule, schedule, until I work it all out.

P90X - The Final Results ...

I AM SO DONE. P90X is over. Yay! (sorry, Tony Horton. I love you and all, but I'm kind of happy not to have a date with you six nights a week. Just saying.) Anyway, a lot of you have asked if the program is worth it. And I can honestly say - YES. The program is expensive. And time consuming. And challenging. But IT WORKS (and I didn't follow the nutrition plan). I am stronger, leaner and more flexible than ever. I don't think I could be more satisified. And even though, I am taking a break from Tony, I do plan on using the program to cross-train on my non-running days. So, do you want to see the results? Yeah, I know you do.

Measurements:

"Post Baby Belly": Day 1 - 33 1/2", Day 90 - 31" CHANGE: -2 1/2"

Waist: Day 1 - 30 3/4", Day 90 - 29" CHANGE: -1 3/4"

Bust: Day 1 - 35 1/2", Day 90 - 34" CHANGE: -1 1/2"

Hips: Day 1 - 37", Day 90 - 35" CHANGE: -2"

Right Arm: Day 1 - 11 1/2", Day 90 - 11 1/2" CHANGE: 0"

Left Arm: Day 1 - 11 1/2", Day 90 - 11 3/4" CHANGE: +1/4"

Right Thigh: Day 1 - 22", Day 90 - 21 1/4" CHANGE: -3/4"

Left Thigh: Day 1 - 22", Day 90 - 21" CHANGE: -1"

Body Fat: Day 1 - 23%, Day 90 - 21% CHANGE: -2%

Weight: Day 1 - 152, Day 90 - 150 CHANGE: -2 lbs

Total Loss: 10", 2 lbs, 2% Body Fat

But the real proof is in the pictures ...

(Day 1 followed by Day 90)

coffee anyone?

It has been brought to my attention by my dear and loving husband that I drink A LOT of coffee. (Funny, considering that I wouldn't touch it before I was pregnant with Dilly). I know you're thinking "OK. Well, so do I." But no, that's where you'd be wrong. You are probably not drinking as much as me. I easily consume an entire pot of coffee each day (and on occasion, more). And I am pretty sure that it does absolutely NOTHING for me. I'm never wired. Or energized. In fact, I am still passed out on the sofa by 9:30 almost every night.

So, why do I drink it? Well, let's see ...

I drink too much coffee because run 40 miles a week, cross train with P90X six days a week, manage a household and parent three children 24/7. And I mistakenly think it is going to give me more energy ...

I drink too much coffee because I am a stress eater and drinking a cup of coffee is FAR FEWER calories than eating a candy bar every time my children test my last nerve ...

I drink too much coffee because on more than one occasion in the last week I have had to clean up fecal matter from Dilly's crib. And I'm over it ...

I drink too much coffee because my laptop is slow as heck. The processor is overloaded and I need something to do while I wait for my email to open ...

I drink too much coffee because sometimes I need a break and my children actually listen when I say, "Give Mommy five minutes so that she can finish her coffee" ...

I drink too much coffee because there is only so much high-pitched screaming one person can take. And if you've ever been to my house, you know that we are over that limit ...

I drink too much coffee because I serve as the VP of Licensing for my children's preschool. I deal with A LOT of bureaucracy and red tape and people who don't return phone calls ...

I drink too much coffee because I am working out the details of turning my passion of running into a business. A business that doesn't negatively affect my family life. Or my bank account ...

I drink too much coffee because I don't drink alcohol. Enough said ...

P90X Day 56 Check In ...

Well, eight weeks have passed and I am officially done with Phase 2 of P90X. I have continued to see changes in my strength, flexibility and body composition. And there are only five weeks remaining in the program. P90X and I definitely have a love/hate relationship (and I am kind of over the time commitment), but I can't help but be excited about the results up to this point. So here are the numbers ...

Weight: Day 1 - 152, Day 56 - 151

Body Fat: Day 1 - 23%, Day 56 - 21%

Waist: Day 1 - 30 3/4", Day 56 - 29 1/2"

Chest: Day 1 - 35 1/2", Day 56 - 34"

Hips: Day 1: 37", Day 56 - 35 1/4"

Right Bicep: Day 1 - 11 1/2", Day 56 - 11 1/4"

Left Bicep: Day 1 - 11 1/2", Day 56 - 11 1/2"

Right Thigh: Day 1 - 22", Day 56 - 21 1/2"

Left Thigh: Day 1 - 22", Day 56 - 21 1/2"

Total Loss: 1 pound, 2% body fat, 5.75 overall"

And the photographic evidence (Day 1 followed by Day 56) ...

May rewind ...

Five months down, seven to go. Here's my recap of May 2010 ...

Miles Planned/Miles Ran: 123.3/158.7 (all-time monthly mileage PR)

Rest Days Planned/Rest Days Taken: 9/9

Highest Mileage Week: 5/10-5/16: 41.89 (all-time weekly mileage PR)

Long Runs Planned/Run: 5/5

Donuts Earned: 113.84 (my favorite statistic from Dailymile)

Current Book: I know it's shocking, but I am actually reading a book. It's called The Runner's Diet. I won it over at Getting Stronger, Burning Fat. I'm hoping it will give me some hints for eating "cleaner."

Current Shame-Inducing Guilty Pleasure: Cheese. I have been eating it left and right. And the stinkier the better.

Current Colors: Lime and Navy. Not really sure why, but I am loving that combination right now.

Current Obsessions: Running and P90X - The perfect stress relief after (or before) a long day with the girls ...

Current Drink: Diet Coke. Yeah, I know.

Current Song: Soul Sister - Train (I can't get this song out of my head. But I LOVE it!)

Current Triumph: Lots. A new 5K PR. A second-place age group finish. All time monthly mileage PR. It's been a good running month.

Current Bane of My Existence: The end of preschool. It's shaking up my world. I'm currently on a quest to keep my children happy and occupied while still fitting in 40 miles a week and P90X. Oh, and let's not forget that whole "managing" the household thing and trying to build my coaching business. I still have to do all that too.

Current Goal: Race my upcoming 17.75K (with G, Katye and MCM Mama) at goal half-marathon pace (no faster, no slower) and not die at the end.

Current Indulgence: Chobani Greek Yogurt (yes, I know this is a healthy indulgence). I could eat it ALL DAY! It's so fantastic.

Current Blessing: Life. Things are good. We are healthy and happy. And I have nothing worth complaining about.

Current Excitement: Bloggy meetups. I'm lucky enough to race with G, Katye and MCM Mama next weekend. And if all things work out, I will get to have lunch with Shelly next weekend. Oh, and let's not forget about booking my trip to WA in September to meet up with Tall Mom, Jill, Zoe and Kerrie.

runner's guilt ...

I'm not sure if it's the same for everyone else, but some days I get serious runner's guilt. I see other people hitting the pavement and a little part of me twinges, because I should be out there too (I've even been know to feel that way on days when I have already run.)

It's even worse on days like today when J is home. I feel this incessant need to go on a run. I feel like if I don't, I am wasting the opportunity. Especially, considering that the majority of the time, I am fighting to get my runs in. But, my legs are dead. After racing on Saturday and a rather challenging eight miles in the heat yesterday (and don't forget about P90X), my legs are shot. I know I should take the day off. I know that it's OK to "waste the opportunity." But I just don't think I can do it. I can hear my Newtons calling my name. They want to get out there too. I mean, seriously, what's a few miles between friends?

speed and support ...

Earlier this week, Mrs. D (who I am training for her first 5K after a long hiatus) asked if I would join her for some of her longer runs. She was having a hard time pushing herself mentally. And I guess she thought I wouldn't let her quit. (which is true). Anyway, since I am pacing J tomorrow, I planned to meet her this morning. But before she showed up, I decided to sneak in a two mile time trial.

The last time I ran two miles all out was in February. I finished in 14:50. Today, I headed out into the heat and humidity on very tired legs (thanks P90X) and clocked a 14:46! Four seconds faster! I think I might be overly excited about this. But I am really pumped.

Shortly after finishing, Mrs. D arrived and we headed out for three miles. I told her to set the pace and I started talking and talking and talking (trying to distract her from the running). She did great. Yes, she tried to get me to let her stop. Yes, she probably wanted to hit me on more than on occasion. Yes, she questioned my methods. But, despite her doubts, she finished. And she rocked it. I'm so proud of her for pushing past her mental block. And I am even prouder that she is staying focused on her training even when life gets in the way. And because I know you all love pictures, here we are post run (I think her smile is fake. I'm not sure she had forgiven me yet)

P90X check in ...

So, I am officially done with phase one of P90X. And now it's time for a status report. Well, I will admit that during the first week, I didn't think I was going to make it the whole 90 days. It was hard. I was sore. And it made running REALLY uncomfortable.

But, as the first month passed, I found myself getting stronger, more flexible and toned. Which was enough to keep me motivated, even excited to continue. And now, 28 days in, I psyched about my progress. Take a look at the numbers

Weight - Day 1: 152, Day 28: 151.5
Body Fat Percentage - Day 1: 23%, Day 28: 21%
Waist - Day 1: 30 3/4", Day 28: 30"
Chest - Day 1: 35 1/2", Day 28: 34 1/2"
Hips - Day 1: 37", Day 28: 36"
Right Thigh - Day 1: 22", Day 28: 21 3/4"
Left Thigh - Day 1: 22", Day 28: 21 3/4"
Right Arm - Day 1: 11 1/2", Day 28: 11 1/4"
Left Arm - Day 1: 11 1/2", Day 28: 11 1/2"

Total Loss: .5 lbs, 2% body fat, 3 1/2"

And the photographic evidence (Day 1 followed by Day 28) ...

Dear P90X ...

Dear P90X,

I know we've been seeing each other for a whole two weeks now, but I have to tell you, you're coming on kind of strong. I mean, really. You just expect me to drop everything six nights a week to be with you. What about my other loves? Like reality TV? And ice cream? And my husband? Am I just supposed to end things with them? Are we exclusive? Because I didn't get that memo.

And can we just talk for a second about how you are fatiguing me for all of my runs? It's not easy to squeeze in 30 miles a week when you keep coming at me with all of that "this is the X" crap. And don't even get me started on Ab Ripper.

OK, maybe I am overreacting. Maybe you are going to make me a stronger runner. Maybe I'll get abs of steel and biceps to kill for. I mean, isn't that what you promise? Don't worry, I'm not leaving you. At least not for the next 10 weeks, but I swear if you don't deliver, I'm going to write nasty stuff about you on the Internet for all of the free world to read. Consider yourself warned.

Your follower,
Tonia

I could use a nap ...

I woke up this morning and really didn't want to get out of bed. Without stepping onto the floor, I already knew how sore I was. I knew that my abs were tight enough to make sitting up a struggle. I knew that my quads were burning. I knew that today would be one of those days that I was going to move VERY slowly. Because, yesterday, I ran 21.53 miles (a new training run distance PR) AND rocked P90X Legs and Back plus Ab Ripper X. Yup, I'm that hardcore.

Or, just crazy.

I bet you're kind of wondering how this all happened. So, here it goes. As you may recall, J, who is training for his first half, and I don't get to run together often. We don't have any family nearby and I can't bear to pay for a sitter, so that we can run. This means when we do have someone visiting (my mom is in town), we try to take advantage of it. So, on Saturday afternoon, J asked I would do his long run with him in the morning. I immediately said, "Sure!"

But, there was a hitch. I had already planned an 11 miler with G and Denise. And I wasn't about to bail. I just figured I would get a quality workout with them and follow it up (immediately) with a recovery run with J, since his pace is a bit slower than mine. PERFECT.

So, bright and early on Sunday, I woke up and met G and Denise for the first half of my run. Here we are before heading out. And yes, G and I are once again wearing matching clothing. We have ESP or something.

Anyway, we ran part of one of my favorite loops from our last cycle of marathon training. The pace was good. The conversation was hilarious. Basically, it was fantastic. We finished the 11 miles in 1:46:01 (9:36 pace). Then I jumped in the car, drove home and picked up J for his run, which was supposed to be 9 miles.

J planned the route and I was just along for support. We started out chatting, but as the miles passed, we became silent partners on a quest to finish. About 3 miles in J stopped to use the bathroom, while I kept circling the parking lot at the baseball field we were running past.

At that moment, I realized that if I added a little extra mileage during this run, I could set a new single day training record (the most I had ever done before on a training run was 20) AND if I hit 21.53 miles, I would have run 40 miles this week, which is something I have always wanted to do and is something I would eventually like to do consistently.

So, that's what I did. Any time I pulled ahead, I would loop back and catch J. And when we were a mile from home (J actually planned a 10 mile route even though he only had 9 on his schedule), I decided to take the longer loop and met J at home. When I got back, my Garmin read 21.53!! Part of me wanted to go run 4.67 miles more just so I could have said I ran a marathon yesterday. But, I think J would have had me committed. I finished the 10.53 miles with J in 2:02:24 (11:36 pace). My total time for the run was 3:48:25 (10:36 pace). And can I just note that my marathon PR is 5:06 and that I was CRUSHING that pace yesterday?

Here I am all smiles afterward.

And I ended the day with P90X, well, because I wasn't about to skip it. Yup, I'm crazy like that.

So, what did you do this weekend?

open letter to my body ...

To my dearest body,

I know that we don't have the best history. I treated you poorly for so many years. Overeating. Refusing to do any serious cardio. I abused you. But you never failed me. You put up with anything I threw at you. Without uttering a single peep. And I thank you for sticking with me.

I've tried my best over the past six years to change my ways. To treat you like the idol that you are. I've cut my portion sizes. And learned about moderation. I've gained a love for exercise. And lost a ton of weight. I've run mile after mile. Pounding my joints with each step. I know at times I have been hard on you. But without fail, you have been there for me. Never complaining.

And in the past week, I've asked you to do even more. I've upped my running and added some serious cross training to our days. That cross training is named P90X and the two of you are not yet friends. After all these years of silence, you are finally speaking up. You are angry at P90X for disturbing what we had. You are working harder than you ever have and are undoubtedly feeling the pain. But I promise you, it will be worth it. Three months from now, when we look back on our time with P90X, our thoughts will be filled with admiration and respect and thanks. For you will be a stronger and more fit version of yourself. Nothing bad can come from this.

Oh, and one more thing. I know I it's a lot to ask with the all the cross training and everything, but if you could please just give me the mental and physical strength to make it through the 19-21 miles on our schedule today, I'd really appreciate it. Oh, and be sure to leave me enough juice for tonight's P90X session too!

xoxo,
Tonia

it hurts to laugh ...

I am two days into P90X (plus I busted out a super speedy six miles yesterday) and I have come to realize that apparently, I have never used any of the muscles in my entire body. EVER. I am beyond sore. Seriously, it hurts to laugh (maybe the first signs of a six-pack?). And not being able to laugh makes me really upset, because my kids say some funny things. Take for example, yesterday. Dizzle and I were looking at the pictures that I took during her school trip on Tuesday. Specifically, this picture:

I said to her, "I wonder what that green stuff on the water is. Do you think if I threw you into that water that it would eat you?" To which she replied, "Mom. You're so silly. That's just ALLERGY." And because I was teetering between laughing and crying, I just didn't have the heart to correct her.

what gets you moving?

Motivation is a weird thing. It's different for everybody. Some people are motivated by desire. Some by guilt. Some by other people. And just because you are motivated by one thing today, doesn't mean it will motivate you tomorrow. Personally, I am motivated by a lot of things. Myself, others holding me accountable, food, music, my skinny jeans ... and the list goes on.


You see, yesterday was day one of P90X. It kicked my butt. I thought I was hardcore and then this workout put me in my place. But I am going to stick with it. I just might need a little push, and that's where you all come in. In an attempt to keep me motivated, I am going to put myself out there. I am sharing my before pictures and measurements. And after each phase, I am going to check in here. (Does anyone else see how this could totally blow up in my face?) So, here it goes.


Day 1:
Weight: 152
Body Fat Percentage: 23%
Chest: 35 1/2"
Waist: 30 3/4"
Hips: 37"
Thighs: 22"
Biceps: 11 1/2"


Wow, that was totally liberating and kind of scary. Anyway, as a thank you for helping me attempt to stick to this program, I want to motivate you in return. And I thought, what better way to do that than a giveaway. So, one lucky reader will win two things that keep me moving: FOOD and MUSIC.




The winner will receive a box of 6 Clif Bars - Chocolate Brownie and a $15 iTunes Gift Card. Here's how to enter. (One Comment Per Entry Please)


1. Become a follower of this blog and leave me a comment to let me know you did.

2. Become a fan of the Racing With Babes Facebook Page HERE and leave me a comment to let me know you did.

3. Repost this giveaway on your blog, Facebook, Twitter, etc and leave me a comment to let me know you did.

4. Leave me a comment to let me know what motivates you.


Entries will be accepted until Tuesday, April 20th. Winner will be selected at random and announced on Wednesday, April 21st.