Title Nine Giveaway Winner

Thanks to everyone who applied for the Title Nine Fit Test and Sports Bra Giveaway!

I used Random.org to generate the winning number based on the 4 applicants, and the winner was…



Congrats, Lynne. Look out for an email from me and Title Nine shortly!

Thanks again to everyone who commented. I love hearing about your latest workouts and what you’re doing to get a good sweat sesh in every day.

Even if you didn’t win, I totally recommend swinging by your local Title Nine shop (locations found HERE) and treating yourself to a high quality, highly functional AND cute sports bra. Take care of those ladies!

Title Nine Event + Giveaway

{The Event}

Last Wednesday, I was invited to a media-only even hosted by the generous folks and bravangelists at Title Nine. Title Nine is a women’s sports clothing store, founded in 1989 by a team of active women (and men) who are evangelical about women’s participation in sports and fitness activities.

I was pumped to attend the “Fit Test” because this was my first PDX bloggers meet up, and after scoping out Title Nine’s selection of sports bras online, I couldn’t wait test out a few.

The PDX store is colorful, clean, and classy. The employees were super sweet and personal (special shout out to my bravangelist/bra-fitter, Molly). I spent 15 minutes just browsing cute workout clothes before I was ready to test out a few sports bras.

I tried on (and jumped around) in a handful of activewear bras (ranging from light support, to lock-and-load’em support), and settled on this gem:

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And because they looked super cute together, I decided to buy the matching Oiselle tank top. I’m slightly obsessed. Lightwear, loose (but not too loose), fun. I kind of want to go back and buy all 6 colors.
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The Title Nine folks rocked. Not only did they gift me the sports bra, they gave all of us goodie bags stocked full of treats, running socks, a running hat, a clip-on light, and handbag.

By the way, the Title Nine Run Cap? I’ve searched high and low for a running hat that keeps my too-short-for-a-pony hair out of my face, and this is The One. Love at first run.

In short, I really enjoyed the Title Nine folks, my Fit Test, and all the pretty+functional apparel.  And now one of YOU have a chance to win a personalized fitting at Title Nine + one, free sports bra!

{The EfoRunner Title Nine Giveaway} 
Who: anyone in the US
How: simply comment below, tell me about your last workout! 
What: a personalized fitting (in-person, or by-phone) + your choice of sports bra
When: act quick! enter by June 2nd 11:59PM (Tuesday)!

If you’re Oregonian, you can attend the FitTest to get fitted in-person:
June 3-4, 10AM-8PM
Title Nine Portland
1335 NW Kearney Street, Portland

June 10-11, 10AM-8PM
Title Nine Eugene
5th Street Market
296 East 5th Ave #229, Eugene

All other locations/dates can be found HERE.

You don’t have to be a winner to attend the FitTests! Anyone can go, but are encouraged to RSVP first (RSVP here). If you don’t live near a store, they will fit you over the phone and send you a gift certificate.

I will randomly select a winner and contact you on Wednesday (June 3rd).

Good luck! And thanks again, Title Nine!

Race Recap: 2015 Eugene Marathon

Gorgeous river walk. Perfect weather. Flat course. Lots of curves. Low key. College town. Easy logistics. Nailed our splits. Worked together. Zero hydration/nutrition issues. Hitting The Wall at mile 20 (in a big way). The pain cave (in a big way). Entering Historic Hayward Field. Sprinting down the home stretch and channeling my inner Pre. 

May 10th, 2015. A memory I won’t soon forget.

The “Athlete’s Village” had this huge banner (above) that had the names of all the runners registered for the race. That was a really personal touch that I loved.

Eugene, OR is home to the University of Oregon. Track Town USA. A total college town, filled with Duck pride, greens and yellows, and a vibe that put me almost back in Boulder. Race morning started super early (because we drove the 2hrs, day-of) but the race was small enough (~2500 runners) that logistics were a breeze.

The starting line was chill. Weez was pumped because he was about to chase down a massive PR. I was over the moon because 1. I’m the luckiest wife in the world, with a husband who only loves running as much as I do and 2. we were just 3.5hrs shy of Hayward Field.

Time to race!

Our strategy for the first 5 miles was to run by feel. I was feeling pretty sluggish the weeks before the race (and our 20 milers were relatively slow // ~9 min pace), so you can imagine my surprise when we hit the 1st mile in 7:15.

We put on the breaks, but somehow came through the Mile 2 in 7:30. So then, I was telling myself to REALLY slow it down, to the point that I thought I was completely botching the race (was it going to be 8:30s? 9s?).

And came through Mile 3 in 7:40. Mile 4 in 7:40. Mile 5 in 7:40. 

At that point, my confidence started to soar and I decided to lock into the pace and forget the watch. 7:40 felt comfortable, light, fresh.

Mile 10 comes and goes, with another 7:40 and I even said to Weez, “We’re running our dream marathon!

I was on cloud 9.
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When we crossed the 13.1 timing matt, I thought first about my parents – cheering us on from afar – and my mama in law, and siblings, friends, and all you guys whose love and support make me feel like a million bucks.

I doubled our 13.1 split, had a moment of nervous excitement, and realized we both had a shot at PRs.

We weren’t chatting much. We were pretty focused on the task at hand. Which, at that point, was now sub 3:20.
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Dr. Weez was crushing it.
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He was either a stride or two ahead of me through Mile 17. All I wanted to do was stay with him so I was pretty mentally shattered when he pulled off for a pit stop at mile 18.

I (admittedly) started tearing up a bit. The crowd was really sweet and I got lots of “hang in there!”‘s because here I was, this ridiculous girl, running through the most lovely, curvy, riverwalk/bike path with spectators holding “CHAFING THE DREAM” signs, crying my eyes out.

Classic Efo.

Miles 18-20 were a happy blur of “maybe Weez will catch me?” “no! don’t let him catch you!”.
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Then Mile 20 hit.

Hello, Wall. 

They say a marathon is a 20 mile warm up, followed by a 10K race. Well I’m here to tell you, I was in no shape to race a 10K. My feet started screaming at me. My hamies were trashed. It was going downhill quickly.

I ran the numbers and while I was bummed I wasn’t going to hit my PR, I was still on track for my (previously lofty) A-Goal: Sub 3:25!

Mile 21 saw it’s first 8:0X split. Followed by another at 22, and another at 23. Ouch ouch ouch.

I played every game in the book to pull myself forward. I repeated quotes in my head. I thought about my mom and sister a ton. It was mother’s day and I wanted to dedicate every step to them, because they are the most dedicated, loving, supportive women I’ll ever know. They are my rock stars.

But I was in the pain cave. It hurt. It hurt bad. I grit my teeth, and by some miracle, I made it to Mile 25 without a mile over 8:10.

And then all the sudden, there was the University of Oregon up ahead! Spectators were lining the streets again and I remembered I was about to run into Hayward Field!

I made the turn, ran through the green gates, and started sprinting with everything I had left.
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What an honor it was, to be invited to sprint down that legendary finishing stretch. I thought about Pre and the Olympic Trials and how running changed forever when U of O’s coach Bill Bowerman started this little company called Nike.

And then there was the clock, up ahead. Oh that sweet sweet finish line! I did it! Sub 3:25!

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Official Results
3:24:21 (7:48 pace)
15th AG (of 118) // 50th female (of 724) // 247th overall (of 1,474)

I didn’t even have time to start whimpering in pain when I heard the announcer scream, “From Portland, Oregon… here comes Brian Why-Zen-Hour!” (it’s pronounced WE-zen-hour).
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Like a BOSS, this guy DESTROYED his previous PR and came in at 3:25. So ridiculously proud of him. I love this guy.
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Major thanks to The Eugene Marathon, the volunteers, and all the amazing spectators and kiddos that lined the course and added a huge personal touch the the day. Thank YOU guys for all the love and texts and tweets. I will always and forever adore the running community.

I absolutely love being a Runner.

A Marathoner :)