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Fighting for our lives: Marathon #38 is for Kevin Peters and for a nation in need of healing.

My heart is broken, my eyes are weary and in less than an hour I will run 26.2 miles for a country in mourning a nation in need. A nation in serious need of love and hope. While nothing can fill the space of the crisis that has fallen upon us, all of us can extend a hand to those in need to remind them that we are here. Let’s come together and heal the broken hearts. We need to end this and it all comes down to love: “Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around.”- L. Buscaglia. This is exactly what the world needs more of in order to heal and stop these senseless tragedies. The craziness in this world makes me so sad. Each and every day there are people who are struggling to stay alive and then someone thinks it is ok to take the lives of so many. This brings me to a man who is so strong and fighting with every breath to beat pancreatic cancer. Kevin is a very accomplished distance runner and helped found the Grandma’s Marathon in Duluth, MN. He has been battling stage 4 pancreatic cancer for over a year now. Here’s a great article about him “He was a hard-core member of America’s first running boom in the 1970s and ’80s, racing nearly every weekend during the summer. He finished Grandma’s Marathon seven times; had a marathon best of 2 hours, 36 minutes in Miami in 1985 and ran a Las Vegas half marathon in 1:10 at age 40 in 1999; and completed the Edmund Fitzgerald 100K race of 62.1 miles. “ If I was doing dedications at the time I ran Grandma’s this past June, I surely would have ran that one for him. So I will run for him today. He’s run a few 5Ks since his diagnosis, but it’s been very tough for him. There is only one way Kevin looks at this: He wants to live and he’s going to do whatever he can to keep going and so am I. Lynn Lascola I run today for your cousin Kevin Peters, to show our Nation that there are amazing, strong people out there. Fighting with everything they have to make things right. We need more people like Kevin Peters, it’s time to step up and bring out your best, for Kevin, for Connecticut and for the hope and love for the world and for this awful disease that is pancreatic cancer.

Kevin and his daughter Susan. She ran her first marathon at Grandmas this past June, and he was cheering her on the whole way. They are an amazing pair. xo

“Thus I urge you to go on to your greatness if you believe it is in you. Think deeply and separate what you wish from what you are prepared to do.” Percy Wells Cerutty (Famous running coach) Let’s put one foot in front of the other and all find the strength and the love to carry on. Here are some lyrics to a song that I have listened to about 50 times in the past 12 hours called Carry On, and I Will listen as I run today for Kevin and for Connecticut and all the little angels that will be with me today carrying me to the finish line. We are shining stars We are invincible We are who we are On our darkest day When we’re miles away So we’ll come We will find our way home May your past be the sound Of your feet upon the ground Carry on
Today at 9:30 is a World Peace Run accross the USA. Bring your family friends, neighbors, etc out for a an hour of run / walk. No organizers or sponsors (I will be at about mile 7 at that time) – just a peaceful protest against violence. Let’s be the change we wish to see in the world. We got this!

#38: For Kevin Peters and the angels of Sandy Hook elementary xoxo


Honolulu Marathon 37: Running in heaven?

Well as life would have it, my trip to Hawaii did not go as I had hoped. We all know life is not perfect, and I am not about to pretend that it is. Not even in Honolulu. I apologize in advance for my blog, because instead of my usual happy, amazing and beautiful blogs, this one has a bit of a sharp edge. I didn’t think it was possible to be in hell in paradise, but guess what? It is. Personal relationship problems got the best of me on marathon day. My fiancé decided to have an argument race morning. Don’t worry, I cleared it with David before posting because everyone loves David, yes even me. Upon waking, he had been holding back some frustrations and decided to tell me about them as soon as I woke up at 4am. I sat on the floor crying, trying to put my happy quote and dedication post on facebook. It was awful. We set out to the start of the race and there were some beautiful fireworks and I tried to make the best out of it. My issue with David is a bit personal so I won’t go into too much detail. However, upon arriving at our hotel and finding out our room had separate beds and no other rooms available did not help things, if you know what I mean. The race starts and it’s time to run, but I didn’t want to. All I could do was walk. I wasn’t smiling because my enthusiasm and spirit was on the floor. David wanted to video me, but I didn’t want to be filmed. In fact even when I saw the race photographers I hid my bib number because I didn’t want any pictures taken. This is so not like me. I figured that maybe by mile 18 I would be smiling again. Not so much. I did however see the Walking Diva herself, Yolanda Holder. She broke her Guinness World record of 107 marathons that day. Amazing. Here is her post from Hawaii Today. Congratulations Yolanda. You are my hero. She understood what I was dealing with and told me it was normal. Imagine for Yolanda 2 marathons a week, sometimes 3 even 4 and how hard that can be on all aspects of life. She is Amazing!

Breaking the world record. The Walking Diva- Yolanda Holder!!! 😀 I finally broke into another smile at mile 23. It took me 10 minutes to find someone who spoke English who would take a picture of me and text it to me, but I got my picture with the 37K sign and that made me happy. I don’t have very many opportunities to run marathons with Kilometers, so I had to seize the moment. 37K, 37th marathons get it?

Yay 37!!!!

By the way, I have never seen so many people taking pictures in a marathon. The marathon is sponsored by JAL airlines. So with New York being cancelled it turned out to be the second largest marathon in the United States this year. At miles 4 and 5 up Diamond Head, it was a bit frustrating because even if I wanted to run, I couldn’t. It was a gridlock. The marathon is 50% Japanese. They were taking pictures of everything, every sign, the pretzels, the water stops, the water signs, the views, the bathrooms, you name it and they were taking a picture. The winner of the marathon, Kipsang received cheers and applause from competitors still tackling the marathon. They stopped and took pictures of Kipsang with their computers and smart phones. However, they were not taking a picture of me, cause I wasn’t smiling, but that’s ok.

Kipsang made a push at the 22nd mile and pulled away to win Sunday’s Honolulu Marathon in 2 hours, 12 minutes, 31 seconds. First winner with a negative split in this race. Wow!

As for me, well David killed the Marathon Goddess lol, or at least my spirit for the time being. I kept thinking about Curt, the beautiful man I dedicated my run to. I played rocknroll roll music for us, whenever I thought about Curt I smiled but I think Curt understood what I was going through and most likely would have kicked David’s butt if he knew David made me cry. Curt was very protective of his family, so I totally felt like he had my back. I know he did. Thank you Curt. We Rocked it! For my dedication to Curt please see the blog titled: It ended up being a beautiful day. Sometimes in my marathons, a dark thought may come up for a split second about giving up and walking off the course, that happened to me at about mile 13, and I could have sworn I heard a loud voice yelling NO WAY. I feel like that was Curt. I kept going. Walking, running and just moving forward and before I knew it I was at mile 26 and ready to finish. I finished with a smile, but inside I was still a little sad. So I threw David in the ocean. lol

David being thrown in the ocean, I don’t think he minds.

I was grateful to KITV for helping me spread awareness for my campaign, of course I couldn’t think and forget to mention my website. I blame David. lol. Actually KITV did a great job with my story and mentioned my website and the Pancreatic Cancer Action Network. I am very grateful to them. What an honor. Here is a major hero: Congratulations to 71 year old Myeloma Patient Don Wright for reaching his goal of Running a marathon in all 50 states, and a link to his press release:

Don Wright is a Rockstar

Bart Yasso, chief running officer of Runners World Magazine, made a great point, when running marathons in Hawaii, no matter how bad your marathon went, when you are finished you are in Paradise, so it can’t be that bad and it really wasn’t. I know we will find the silver lining through all of this. I may find it in my glass of wine that I am drinking. It is really ok. David and I sort of made up and are working on things. We ended up having a nice day on Monday before we left, we went down to Waikiki beach and enjoyed the last bit of paradise and made the best out of it. This journey is not about me and sometimes life will hit me hard with a rude awakening. Life is short so please enjoy it. Enjoy your friends, your family and keep the love alive, that is all that matters. Part of my mission has always been to spread the message of getting out there and living your life, and becoming the person you were meant to be. With pancreatic cancer looming and being the 4th leading cause of cancer death and estimated to go up to the 2nd in the US, in addition to living life, my mission is to save lives. Save lives, so that we may go on to living and loving longer. I am here for people like my father, for Curt, for so many others and their families affected and some so young, like Curt. He was only 48. There is no reason why this man should have died so young. This is not acceptable, and I am here to change that. I will do everything in my power, everything, while still managing to have some fun along the way. Aloha ‘oe, a hui hou aku. (until we meet again) We got this! Aloha!!!!

Superman! Funny!

Have you ever seen anyone so excited at a marathon expo? It’s like my first one. It never gets old. — at Hawaii Convention Center Honolulu Festival.

Aloha ‘oe, a hui hou aku. We got this! Aloha!!!!


Number 37: Running in Heaven with Curt Wada

Curt’s sister Julia contacted me a few weeks ago and I am so glad she did. I learned about this beautiful man, her brother Curtis Wada. Curt passed away from pancreatic cancer on Jan. 7, 2009. He lost his battle only 2 1/2 weeks after diagnosis. Two and a half weeks??!! Curtis was 48. Their family is still grieving at the loss of such a beautiful son, brother and amazing soul. Julia now works at the Pancreatic Cancer Action Network. Thank you Julia.
Julia had an awesome relationship with her brother, she says he was the best big brother ever! He was a very protective , always there for his sisters and was very close to Julia’s son. He would babysit all the time and loved spoiling his nephew. I can tell from his pictures and the love on his dedication page what a sweet heart he has. He taught his nephew how to ride a bike & play the drums!
Curt was the Stage Manager at House of Blues in Anaheim, CA. Music was his passion and he definitely instilled this into his nephew. In looking further into his dedication page I feel like I knew him. His love for rock n roll, his long hair, and that whole era. I was a part of that, and I really feel like I knew him. I noticed he drove this yellow Tower Records van. Who remembers Tower Records? I sure do. I see his friends referencing Curt as the Big Wada 🙂 I love that! What a fun guy!
Curt was diagnosed with PC on Dec. 16, 2008. His PC was not treatable, but he was able to get one round of chemo just for palliative care. The pain was intense. The pain was draining. Through the pain, he still managed to smile for his nephew when he came to visit. On Jan. 7, 2009, Curt passed peacefully with his family by his side. His last words to his sister were “don’t worry, I’m ok…..and I hope they find a cure for this disease in his nephew’s lifetime.” (sigh) We are on our way Curt!
Curt isn’t from Hawaii, but loved visiting the islands. He would talk about Hawaii being the real paradise. He was not the beach type, but still managed to enjoy the beauty of the islands. Hawaii sure is the real paradise, and I am so grateful to be honoring Curt for the Honolulu marathon. I know he will be smiling down on me today as I run my heart out. Heck Curt and I are going to rock out today on this course. I will be playing rock n roll for him, for the whole 26.2 . I see he loved Alice in Chains. Ok Curt I have already downloaded it and we are ready to rock!
Thank you Julia to you and your family for letting me remember Curt in this way. I am so inspired and ready to run with his beautiful spirit by my side. Marathon #37 will be like running in heaven. Curt and I totally got this. I thank you from the bottom of my heart. One day, one day soon….we will be able to say “we got this” in reference to pancreatic cancer. I believe we already do. We are getting there my dear Julia and I will never stop running, never stop fighting until we have a cure.
Sending love from Paradise. We got this.

This is Julia’s family at PurpleStride Los Angeles walking in honor of her brother

Cancer Sucks!


Marathon #36 is in honor of Doug Gurley xo

Dear Sheri Burton, I will run today’s marathon in your father’s name, Doug Gurley. From what I gather, your father was an Amazing man, husband, father and grandfather. Doug was from Cincinnati, he had never been sick a day in his life. He died from Pancreatic Cancer at the age of 68. He spent his life giving to the unfortunate and to many homeless animals. He was swimmer, flew small planes, started his own business at the age 20. What an angel. I understand he and your mother married at 16 and made it 52.years. Wow. That is beautiful and although I love the #52 I would have added at least another 3o years to that 52. Your parents sound very special and so are you. I can feel the enormous amount of love you have for your father and I feel your pain, I know how hard it can be. I ran this marathon 2 years ago for my father, (with my father) and it changed my life.
Sheri you mentioned you would be be so proud and honored if I would run across the finish line with his name, however I am the one that is honored. I believe you also had asked what you can do. Thank you for asking and what we can all do to help stop this senseless disease from affecting so many beautiful people like your father is keep spreading the awareness. Please tell people to go to and let’s make a difference. Also please mention to your friends, family and anyone you think can help, and let them know that all donations made here on my website go directly to the Pancreatic Cancer Action Network, I don’t touch a penny of it. We need all the help we can get. Also, simply sharing and liking my page is much appreciated. You never know who you might touch. I thank you from the bottom of my heart.
Sheri, thank you for sharing a little bit about your wonderful father and letting me honor him in this way. Also thank you for telling me that he is looking down on me saying “You go girl, fight this and someday you will help find a cure.” I know he was a fighter too.
Sending all my best wishes to you, your family and all those affected by this terrible disease. Together we can Know It. Fight It and End it!!
We got this

Great Spirits-The Route 66 TULSA, OK MARATHON #34

As you may or may not know by now I am dedicating all of my marathons to someone affected by pancreatic cancer. I ran this one for Jay Saunders who just recently passed on November 12th. I wrote a special blog for him. For the very special dedication please read the Jay Saunders blog. It was beautiful, I felt his energy running with me, running in front of me, running backwards and pulling me forward. I visualized his beautiful smiling face, right there. We were cruising. I was ahead of the 4:45 group for over half of the race and feeling the strongest I had in a while. It is very important that I don’t go too fast in all of these marathons, so I stay injury free, but I knew with Jay beside me I could continue this pace for the rest of the marathon. At about mile 15 I stopped to take pictures, then stopped again to rock out with the band. By then I knew I had lost the 4:45 group and just decided to have fun. Although I could have gone faster, I settled in for the ride. A wise move, thanks Jay, it was such an honor to run with you and for you <3

Look at that smile. It was such an honor to run for Jay. xoxo

Then at mile 17 I am running along and the song Spirit in the Sky comes on by, Norman Greenbaum. Well just at that moment I look to my right and I see a cemetery and I am in Awe. Spirit in the sky was playing loud in my ears and they were there. I had all of the great spirits guiding me, lifting my spirits on this journey cheering for me louder than anything I have ever felt before. Miles 17 to 26 were my fastest, funnest miles of the marathon. Thank you spirits. I was flying!!!!

Not only did Jay pace me, he picked me up and we FLEW accross the finish line. Love ♥

I even got two medals and I was only supposed to get one, and now I know why. The second medal is for Jay! One was from the race that most finishers got and the other one was a special medal for Marathon Maniac finishers only, but I was only supposed to get one, however, the volunteers told me to keep the second. I mailed the second medal to Jay’s family. <3

Here ya go Jay, one for me and one for you ♥. We did it 🙂

  Let’s back up now to my plane ride to Tulsa, wake up call 4am, for a 6:30 flight. I get on the plane and tell the two gentlemen sitting next to me about my campaign, I just checked my donation link and they donated $300!!! Wow! I tell everyone about my journey, I love to see peoples reactions. Some don’t believe me and are amazed and then some people look at me like, did I ask? Ha ha, no but it’s ok. I get that from my Dad. That is really awesome! I decided to check my bag since there was no room on the plane for it. I made it to Tulsa, but my bag did not. Great, well at least I had my shoes. Time to go shopping, I could not take a chance in case my bag did not show up in time. and low and behold it did not until I returned to LA. It got stuck in Houston. My favorite comment from facebook was from marathon mitch who has done 104 marathons he said “Houston, we have a problem”, Marathon Mitch. 🙂One good thing about this whole ordeal is since I never opened my suit case I am already packed for my next marathon #35 in Seattle. Yee Haw!

They can take my luggage, they can try and break my spirit one way or another. But I’ve got my new purple running clothes, just bought purple flowers for my hair and some new found determination. I am a girl on a mission and Jay’s got my back ♥ There is no stopping us now. Route 66 Marathon We got this! #unstoppable — at Tulsa Convention Center

I met Keith at the marathon expo. We did a podcast there. He said he was interviewing celebrity runners and he wanted to interview me. I am a celebrity runner? Me and my 5 hour + marathons? Flattered! Here is Keith’s awesome webiste: So I got my clothes, I was grateful to have the hotel service drive me to the market to get me some purple flowers for my hair, my marathon goddess bib and we are good to go.

Beautiful Purple 🙂


Love it 🙂

I had emailed the local news in Tulsa and they picked up my story and met me at the start line. Not only that, they followed me throughout the whole marathon, it aired Sunday night. Here is the link and here we are talking before the marathon. I am so grateful to them for helping me spread awareness. I also ran into Spidy Women, Camielle Herron, right before the start. We have been friends on facebook and finally got to meet her in person. She went on to WIN the race for the women, and achieved the new Superhero Costume Marathon World Record. of 2:48:51! Amazing! Do you think I would be faster if I wore a cape?  

Speedy Spidey!

Also, what are the chances of me running into any team hope runners amongst over 10,500 runners at the start line? Pure Fate! I climb over the gate into the start line and help the camera man over with me. Immediately I spot two women wearing Team hope shirts. I of course did not have my team hope shirt because it was somewhere in Houston, but I did have purple on, but WOW. What are the chances, I call it synchronicity.. We even got it on the news. They had lost their mom to pancreatic cancer and tears were flowing. Sigh. This has got to stop. It was awesome to see so many Marathon Maniacs on the course today. The Marathon Maniacs are a group of runners who do multiple marathons like me. I am Maniac #2544. They have all different levels and something for everyone. I feel like half of the runners had maniac shirts on. I just put my order in to make my own purple maniac shirt.

Photo op with the Marathon Maniacs at mile 7

I felt so strong this marathon, nothing hurt. My knee was not perfect but better than it has been and my heart was full of joy with some sadness for all those who have lost their lives to pancreatic cancer and the loved ones they left behind. However I have a new found determination and I have now been to the center of the universe, there is no stopping us now.

Now we can do anything!

The bus ride back to the start line was fun with cheering, first time marathon, veteran marathoners, me. It was a party. A great way to end the trip. Even better after I showered and made it to the airport my bag showed up with a $75 dollar travel voucher and $50 cash to cover my expenses. Thank you Southwest, sort of :/ With only 18 marathons left, I am so grateful to be touching so many people, making a difference in the world of pancreatic cancer and at the same time having some fun. It’s a win win win. I would love to turn this into a full time profession, if my body and bank account could handle it, I would do it all over again, and I think I could. For now it’s back to work at my Mon through Friday 9-5 but so grateful to have the best boss in the world. Thank you everyone for following my blog, it was a beautiful weekend, stay tuned for Freezing in Seattle. Freezing in Seattle? sounds like a movie. I hear they have a high of 45. Burr. I appreciate all your support in helping me fight the good fight and beat pancreatic cancer once and for all. We got this.xo   Love, Julie xoxo Jay was such a love, look and “like” this page . He has a huge social comminuty that supported him and his family and the Pancreatic Cancer Action Network and still do:

Dear Monica, Marathon 35 is for you!

Dear Monica Amrhein (Pirez) and friends,
It is with such a grateful heart that my marathon today is dedicated to you. Although I know very little about your life, I do know what a special, loved, young wife, daughter, mother and friend you are with two children a little girl and boy. Your outlook on life, especially living with PC is always so REAL. Your humor and life lessons are inspiring beyond words. I love the purple metallic wig you wore at advocacy Day in DC on the steps of the Capital. You will see her daughter wearing it below. Monica quotes “We are going to beat this thing…with rocks, science and a box of cootie shots!” She said she is so honored that I am running for her, but I am the one that is honored. Let us all be Monica’s biggest, loudest and best cheerleaders in the world! Monica goes on to say “And at the end of the day, this disease is simply horrible, BUT I have made so many wonderful friends and met the most amazing people through it…so there is always a bright side!” Yes she is one gutsy broad from the Bronx!! Monica, this one is for you and we are pulling out all the stops. It’s time to beat this thing once and for all. Keep on keeping on. We are all with you, fighting the good fight and we are going to win. Sending big hugs, high 5’s and so much love. Now get better soon so you can come out here and run one of these marathons with me. I am holding you to that girl. Or better yet, I will come out to NY and run one with you. We got this! xo
Love you,
Julie xoxo

Here is a picture of Monica’s little girl. Rockin the Purple Wig 🙂 Sooo cute!

Let’s keep fighting so we can see more of these 🙂


The Marathon that never was- NYC to Santa Clarita #32

It started as an exciting adventure, which quickly took a sharp turn. As super storm sandy slammed down on the east coast, it took a piece of my heart along with it. For me and so many other runners I went to New York to show the American people that we are a courageous people in the face of heartbreak and recommit to hope and possibility when things are the hardest, but it wasn’t meant to be. We arrived on Friday at JFK. In the cab ride to our hotel our driver was telling us of all the horror stories going on. Generators and back up generators were sitting there not being used and in place for the marathon, meanwhile there were still millions without power and shelter and some without food. My heart sank. As we got closer to the hotel I see a two mile long line of cars waiting for gas. Then I see a hanging crane dangling over the city streets. The wind had broken the crane high up and the top of the crane was dangling by wires 100s of feet above the ground below. The streets were barricaded off and no one was allowed within a block or two. I sank deeper into the floor of the taxi. We arrive at our hotel and get a quick bite and we are ready to head to the expo for a great opportunity and interview with Poland Springs water. I had CBS/KCAL news following entire my marathon adventure in New York which quickly became more interesting to them because within minutes after we arrived at our hotel we hear a rumor that the marathon was cancelled. The rumor quickly became a reality and honestly my first reaction was a sense of relief. Here is my reaction along with some other runners in LA. I was on the phone live from NYC. The next thing I did was order a drink and console friends. A young woman, who had also just arrived, and also like us had not been to her room yet had come from London to do the New York Marathon. Ouch! Now to figure out the next plan of action. Quick find another marathon! I called friends, posted on facebook, someone please register me for the Santa Clarita marathon. I knew it was on the same day as New York. Next, get a flight home. Called my travel agent and we are booked on the first available flight back to LA the next morning. We made the best out of our 12 hour stay in NYC. I had big press withNYRR, interviews and a photo shoot which had all been cancelled and a fantastic article in the official program which no one got to see. Would have been huge for Pancreatic Awareness. Hopefully they will remember me next year after I finish the 52. We then had a nice dinner with David’s family, snuck into Central Park and did a quick bandit run.

Sneaking into Central Park 🙂

Early next morning we hop on a plane back to LA, with little to no sleep we arrive back in LA and get out to the Santa Clarita marathon expo to register. CBS/KCAL got the whole story there and did a great interview.

Purple bags 🙂

After another few hours of sleep Sunday morning I am off and running the Santa Clarita marathon #32 of 52. The 52 lives on and the people of NYC were heard. On the way to my marathon I heard that thousands of marathoners were on the ferry to Statin Island to help out. That made my heart sing. Here is a great video/blog from Steve Mackel he is the head coach for the Sole Runners. [] Santa Clarita marathon was hot and fun. It was not NYC we had 500 marathoners vs. 50,000. I ended up running 28 miles. At mile 14 I went back to help out a friend who was ready to quit. This marathon adventure was a bit crazy but nothing as hard as the fight against Pancreatic Cancer, and doesn’t even come close to what my girl Ashley is up against. I dedicated marathon #32 to a very special young lady named Ashley. Pancreatic Cancer does not discriminate. Ashley is 26 years old and in February she was diagnosed with stage 4 pancreatic cancer. She has a fantastic blog called and she writes daily of what her life is like fighting Pancreatic Cancer. She is a beautiful soul, such great positive energy and her attitude so amazing that she could light up any room. I have never met her, this is just the energy I get from her blog. With the hurricane, the NYC Marathon cancellation, the fight to just get to the starting line was like nothing I have experienced, but does not hold a candle to what she is battling. She has a beautiful positive spirit and she is amazing. On October 26th, she posted “Things aren’t good, but I actually feel fine. Hmm? Time to just sit down, think and come up with a solution because I feel like I could handle anything. If I was told I needed to juice and run 5 miles a day – done.” Today I ran for her Ashley and hoping we can run a marathon together. She posts this song by Kelly Clarkson “What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger” and Ashley is a fighter and I am confident that she is going to beat this thing. She is doing fantastic. Please send prayers, love and lot’s of healing energy her way. What an adventure this was, truly heartbreaking but we made the best out of it. “Things turn out best for people who make the best out of the way things turn out”- And that is exactly what we did. 32 down 20 to go… let the countdown begin.  

Thirty Two- Let the countdown begin!

CBS/KCAL captured my finish: And here is the silly video we did go along with the whole ordeal. Tomorrow I run the Malibu Marathon #33 of 52. Getting close. WE GOT THIS!!!! xo

We got this!!!


Marine Corps Marathon #31 of 52.

October 28,2012 Marine Corps Marathon I realize I haven’t written a blog on over two months, but what better way to get back on track then with the Marine Corps Marathon. In route to the airport I had the Spirit of the Marathon cameras filming this. Fun! I knew this trip was going to be a great success because how cool is it that I arrive at the airport to gate 77, boarding group 7 and flying on a Boeing Triple 7? This had to be good, too bad I wasn’t in Vegas. I landed late Saturday afternoon, just in time to pick up my bib at the expo. I met Jonathan there. Jonathan contacted me on facebook. His father passed away from Pancreatic Cancer on April 9th this year. It is so unfortunate but I was grateful and honored to run in his father’s honor. Jonathan ran his first marathon today he was on track to run sub 4 and guess what… he did it, 3:59. Woo Hoo. Go Jonathan. I know his father is so proud and may have had something to do with that sub4. The feeling I get is his father was a kind gentle man, just like his son and knew the importance of life. So whatever time he ran today he is so proud, remembering that it’s not about the time on the clock, it’s about the time spent in your heart. I know that both of our fathers were smiling down on us today and they always have the best seats in the house, our hearts. <3                     For the carbo load dinner I met my roomie there Dawn who was also running her first marathon and coach Gary who I met at the Kona Marathon and we of course we had to sit at table 52. I even saw my buddy Bart Yasso there. Love him. It was an awesome dinner. There were drill sergeants came around and whipped us into shape. Seriously they were coming around the tables yelling and shouting and telling us how we are not to give up, how we are to stay strong and finish the marathon in a timely manner. Oh and they were yelling at us to sit up straight. It was great.           With hurricane Sandy looming about we knew this was going to be an interesting marathon. The dark skies race morning were not a pretty sight to wake up to and I knew I had about two hours till hurricane Sandy caught me. I’ll tell you what was beautiful, the Military fly over and then the gun goes off soon after. It took us about 20 minutes to get to the start line. It was nice to see my friend Dawn off to her first marathon. She is a Rockstar. There was great energy in the air and we are off.


No hurricane could stop these runners. Oorah!!
    For the first half of the marathon it was a little hilly but beautiful tree lined streets with the colors of the leaves in full fall effect. However for me, well let’s just say when you get to mile 1 and you have to walk, you know it can’t be good. Well that is what happened. I have been so grateful for my strong healthy knees and last week my left knee decided to go on strike. Not a long strike, I’m hoping that it will last less than a week and I will be good to go by next Sunday. Next week we have New York and 21 marathons to go. It’s all good I have the best sports physician in the world that will fix me right up. Seriously, it’s may be just an LCL sprain and had I listened to my Doctor last week and not ran on Friday for a photo op I would have been fine today. This was an incredible marathon. By far one of my favorites even if I had to walk half of it.             Running around the pentagon and the National Mall was priceless. I even stopped for a picture in front of the Capitol building and the National Monument. (picture coming) I saw and was told I inspired many friends along the way. There were people who recognized me from Facebook, it was really quite amazing. I made new friends and even ran into Dave Mari who just recently graced his presence on the cover of Runners World and it was his birthday. Happy Birthday Dave! More pictures coming, but here is Dave on the cover for Runners World and yes its real.            

Please give federal funding to Pancan 🙂

                  As we ran through the National Mall they had pictures of fallen soldiers killed in action and American flags lining the street. It was so sad. I ran with my right hand over my heart pledging allegiance to the flags and giving thanks to every one of these young soldiers who gave their lives for our freedom. I was in tears. At mile 19 the Marines were handing out sports beans. I don’t know what was in those beans, but they were magic beans. Really they were. They must have had caffeine in them because I picked up my pace, I didn’t feel my knee anymore and I was on fire. Hooting and hollering yelling “We got this” about a billion times. I felt a little sorry for the crowd because my iPod broke and I was singing. Yep, I was singing the “final count down”. I feel like miles 19-26 my spirit just comes alive. It was an awesome finish and the medal is beautiful. I couldn’t wait to get it! This could be one of my most favorite marathons so far.  

Oohrah! 😀

              Although I walked a lot and had some pain, my over all experience at the Marine Corps Marathon was incredible. We beat hurricane Sandy. We had a 90% chance of rain, but we dodged it. She never showed up during the marathon.However 90% of the flights coming out of DC were cancelled, but I was so fortunate mine was still on schedule. Sending prayers to the East Coast. xo

Look at those flights cancelled, but not mine. Yay!

              I made my plane and I am homebound. The plane is filled with a bunch of marathoners doing the marathon waddle down the isle. We were having a yoga class in the kitchen, ok not really but we were all in there stretching and rolling out our quads and calves. While on the plane I just finished watching the movie called “To Rome with Love”. Reminding me of where this journey began, the Rome Marathon. Well, they say all roads lead to Rome, well mine certainly began there. Now with 31 marathons under my belt, sponsors like Asics and others are coming aboard. I am very thankful that with this campaign I have been able to touch so many lives and hopefully will even be able to save lives with the money and awareness I am raising. I’ll attempt to get caught up with my blogs. I owe you about 18, at least. Tomorrow it’s back to work, then next up the New York marathon for number 32 and I will see you there. Sending love from 37,000 feet somewhere between Ohio and LA. We got this! Love, Julie To donate please go to There is “Donate Now” button and all donations go directly to the Pancreatic Cancer Action Network. Even just sharing my website and telling your friends about my journey would be awesome. You never know whom you might touch. xoxoxoo

There’s no place like home 🙂


Marathon #14 Missoula, Montana a tough run!!

14 marathons in 13 weeks was no easy feat. However, I have had much success and am very grateful. This was one of the hardest weeks by far. To do one marathon a week is enough but to add one mid week and start it off with Leadville, well let’s just say it was a little risky. To give you a peak into how my week was going, here is a picture of my room. Packing, unpacking and packing oh my…

The Marathon Goddess Room. I don’t clean, I just run marathons. Obviously!

                  Every marathon is a life lesson. To run a marathon on three hours of sleep is not smart and that is how my day started. It was a 6am start and the bus picked us up at 4:15am to the start. This journey requires extreme discipline and I have not been behaving. Even facebook friends have told me to get off facebook and go to sleep. Well pre-marathon night I felt obligated to get my latest blog out on the last marathon before I ran the next. Guess what Julie? It would be nice, but no one really cares when you post it. So with that, I finish my blog by 11pm and the computer has me so wired that I could not fall asleep until after 12 with a 3:15 wake up. If anyone were to tell me 4 years ago that I had to be in bed by 9, cut out most alcohol, junk food, soda, white flour, processed sugar I would have told them to take a hike. But I am in it to succeed with flying colors and be stronger then I ever have before, mind and body. I have been doing better since then so that is good. Even with such little sleep, race morning was fantastic. I met so many Facebook friends in real time. I met Kino, who is my brother in Arms for the Pancreatic Cancer Action Network. I spotted the purple shirt from across a sea of people. I ran out to hug him. Kino is rad. He runs a billion marathons a year and is fricken fast. He get’s faster each marathon. I am sure youth has something to do with it. He is awesome. I was also honored to meet Steve, the marathon maniac president. He even knew of me, how cool is that?
Kino, Me and The Pres!
    I met Mark Kramer a fellow marathon maniac. We have been Facebook friends for years, and donated to each other’s charity back when I qualified for Boston in 2010. Last week I emailed him my schedule in hopes we would meet up soon, and low and behold we were both in Missoula. It was so awesome to see him. He made my heart sing.

Mark and Me. We meet at last. 🙂

                      I was solo on this trip, meaning no David L so it was really nice to be surrounded with all these marathon maniacs such as myself. I felt at home.

The race begins with fireworks. So beautiful 🙂

                      We started off down a long road, with mountains on both sides and the smell of hay everywhere. It was a flat road so that was good. Since I had so little sleep I was a little fearful of getting injured. So I took it slow, even the 5-hour group passed me and I thought aaaah it’s ok, I will pass them later . But I didn’t. I had fun with the awesome race voulunteers and taking pictures.   There was a giant hill at mile 13-14 but I was feeling pretty good. I stopped to get a picture with the mile 14 sign and I was happy. Then mile 15 hit and my foot began yelling at me. There were photo ops all over the place but it was hard to smile because I was scared. So I listened to my foot and decided to walk. I walked a lot and that’s ok. I just need to make it to the next marathon.
Happy at mile 14 and marathon 14
    I wasn’t in pain, but I knew if I wanted to see another marathon, I better walk. The angels are telling me to take it easy. So I listened. Thank you angels. I had many medical people asking me if I was ok. They would say: “you look really fit, why are you walking? My reply: “ because this is marathon #14 in 13 weeks and I have 38 more to go. Thank you though, I am good, I got this!” It was a little frustrating having to walk almost ¼ of the race. I knew I was going to be out there almost an extra hour so I piled on the sunscreen and settled in for the ride, the long ride. My body thanked me. Because of the lack of sleep, I was essentialy running on empty. I am glad I took it easy. Hats off to the walkers, walking 26.2 is not easy. Heck I walked about 7 miles and felt many different muscles working. I called David to complain at mile 20, but that didn’t help. I think I could have talked to anyone, and it still wouldn’t help. I stopped at a medic tent to wrap up my foot just in case. That seemed to help a lot. I may benefit from an orthotic and some new shoes. My left foot seems a little frustrated, not to mention my mind. I started run/walking again at about mile 21. Ran into my friend Dave Mari at mile 25 and we were in to finish! We did it

We did it!!!

                      It was so awesome to have so many friends out there in such a random place as Missoula. Not to mention my new friend who I met coming over on the plane. This is Mark, he is fast. He finished 4th place overall and he runs a billion marathons a year too. Impressive! Stay tuned for the next blog at The Light at the End of the Tunnel and see what Mark does.

Mark is a Rockstar!

                    Instead of having 3 days to recover I had 6. Woo hoo! All week my doctor and I were concerned about the possibility of a stress fracture on my left foot. That is the only thing that would stop me. I don’t want to become a cripple when I am out here trying to save lives. Although the previous x-ray showed no signs of a fracture it was time for a CT scan. On Friday the 13th of all days I had the scan done and we received 100% confirmation that it’s all clear and I am good to go. Thank you God! Though this journey may be crazy I get signs all the time that I am on the right path. Like I am being divinely guided by more then just map-quest. For instance I had 38 marathons to go and our airplane just happened to be going out of Gate 38. This may be a small sign, but a sign nonetheless. I ran marathon#14 for more than the joy that is running. I ran for my friend Becky. This marathon was dedicated to her father, Gary Hasse. This was his birthday weekend! He would have been 70 this weekend. He lost his battle 11/14/2010 just 10 weeks after diagnosis and 1 week after Becky took him to Purple Stride Puget. I was honored to run for him and am remembering his beautiful spirit that day. ♥ ♥ ♥ I ask for strength, guidance and support for each race, for this race the angels gave me strength to slow down and protect myself and that I did. Thank you angels for giving me the strength to let go of my ego and the clock, to guide me safely into the finish. I was writing this on the plane to Seattle for marathon #15 with a suitcase full of gratitude for the fact that I am able to continue on my 52 for You journey to make a difference in this severely underfunded, unfair and unacceptable disease. On behalf of my angels, my family, friends and the Pancreatic Cancer Action Network…….WE GOT THIS!!!! Love, xoJulie