This all begins back in November. I have been struggling with a couple major things in my life. My weight and having to poop all the time when I run. I have been that way ever since I ran in school. As I began to run longer distances, I pooped more. I can take Imodium and it will slow it down some, but not always. Sometimes, it is not an issue. Sometimes, it is a major issue. In November I had a friend talk to me about the Ketogenic diet which helps tremendously with the poop issue and running. Plus, you drop some weight too. Sounds like a win-win situation for me.
So, the Monday following Thanksgiving I changed my Way of Eating to the Ketogenic diet. I have no regrets. I have lost over 25 pounds, feel better and overall my sleep and mood are better. As for the running, I definitely poop less too. However, it is a whole different ball game with nutrition management and running.
I have done several long runs trying out different things with many varied results. I learned that I need to keep my electrolytes high. I learned that you have to eat even though you aren't hungry. I have learned a lot. This race taught me more then I could have imagined, to say the least. The basis behind the Keto diet is it is very low carb and high fat until your body becomes fat adapted and functions off of the fat storage. You end up not being hungry 90% of the time and can function on pretty low carbs. My first long run I did, I ran 7 miles without any nutrition then successfully bonked. I learned about electrolytes from that one. The next one I had electrolytes, some peanut butter, macadamia nuts, pickles and some blackberries and I was fine. No poops, had plenty of energy and felt great. Did another run with the same combo and had some poops but I think it was something I ate as I was poor the rest of the day. So, I thought I would be okay for race day with that combo. Oh thoughts and plans....
I had also been drinking powerade zero which I added Mio drops of electrolytes in to make it more of an electrolyte power drink. It tasted pretty strong, but thought I would be okay with sipping on that every couple of miles and eating my snacks.
Race planning involves not only what clothes to wear but involves your drop bags. We knew it would be cold in the morning, so there was a drop bag for the cold weather clothes. For mountain view aide station, we know that we needed our hiking sticks and extra water for the last 13 miles before the cut off; so we came up with the idea to put an already packed pack with hydration bladder filled, nutrition etc. then we would move our bladders from our regular packs over so we would have two full water bladders and wouldn't run out of water. It was a fantastic plan, which would save us a lot of time and we wouldn't run out of water like we did the year prior. We also had a bag for Tiger Mine Aid station with warm clothes and headlamps as we knew that when we would get into Tiger Mine by the cutoff that the remaining 4 miles would be very slow and take us into darkness. We had everything all planned out. Every success, begins with a plan, all that was left was the execution of said plan.
We went to Packet Pick up at summit hut and saw our good friend Matt Nelson, the Executive Director of the Arizona Trail there who is always excited to see "The Trapps". We told him how poorly Kevin was feeling. He had come down with a bad cold and been home sick the last two days. He doesn't call in sick and when he does, it is bad. I was so worried about him for the race. I was worried he would get worse. Matt wished us luck and knew we would do great this year. We did too, sort of.
We stayed the night before the race and the night of the race at a place called Rancho Robles which is a really cool place with so much character and charm. We got a room called Chiefs House which was awesome, we had a nice big heater and it was set up like an apartment with a seating area and full kitchen. Really nice place. We had originally had another room but when we checked in we got this one. Kevin had bought a microwave to bring for heating up bacon and oatmeal for the morning, turns out we didn't need it, so it will be returned to the store. On the day before race day I didn't get off of work until later then I expected so we didn't get in until 6 pm. We got everything unloaded and went into town to the Oracle Inn for dinner.
At the Inn we saw our friends Susan and Bob. Susan was doing her first 50 miler and Bob was volunteering at an aide station. We chatted with them for a little bit then we saw our other friends, Michelle, Steve and another fella. They are the race directors and have been working so hard to make this event a success. They said they made some changes from the year before, we asked if they put in bridges over all those hills, they did not. Hmmm, okay. I said we have made some changes too for a better day tomorrow. We all had a chuckle and Kevin and I headed to the table.
I ordered some grilled chicken and vegetables and Kevin had some chicken fingers and fries. Also this warm loaf of bread showed up with honey butter. I had one tiny little bite, it was divine!! I didn't want to upset my stomach though so I said I would have more at dinner after the race.
We headed back to the room and got everything organized and laid out for race day. We watched a Red Box movie on the computer, House Rules which was pretty funny. Then we headed to bed to try to sleep. I woke up right before the alarm with the standard oh crap we missed the alarm feeling. Neither one of us slept much, we never do before a race.
I made my coffee, heated up some bacon and grabbed my bag of peanut butter to eat on the bus ride to the start. Kevin had his oatmeal and a coke. We pulled into the area we needed to park and gathered all our bags to make the trek to the finish and pre-race area. I used the toilet and felt pretty good about the day. We got our timing chips and chatted with Susan and Bob and we saw Noah and Chris there who were doing the 50K. Everyone was in nervous but high spirits, all of complaining of the cold. It was way warmer this year though then last year.
Eventually we were able to load on the bus, we were a little late loading and got stuck with the seat that the wheel well is in, so it was a little tight for the long bus ride ahead. I had good intentions of drinking a poweraide and eating my peanut butter, but it was so cold on the bus and I just huddled up in a ball to keep warm.
We arrived to the start and everyone darts out of the bus to the bushes to go to the bathroom of course. I thought I was going to pee my pants on the bus. I swear I peed like a gallon. I thought well this is a great start, good pee, good poo. I am ready. We took our warm layer off and put it in the truck Matt was driving, I ate most of my peanut butter, it was hard to swallow as it was frozen. We shared the poweraide and we lined up for the starting preparations. Chris and Noah were freezing and Chris said, why didn't I just sign up for the half marathon!!! They were shooting for a 7 hour finish.
Matt sent us off with a shotgun blast and off we shuffled. As we ran by him he shouted go Trapps and gave me a high five.
I couldn't feel my feet, they were so cold and numb from the odd position in the bus and just cold. I had on a short sleeve shirt and two long sleeve shirts, my run skirt and a pair of tights. I had said, I can't feel my toes and a guy running by said I assure you they are still there. We also had on some of our cheap knit gloves that if we lost one it would be okay. Kevin had the gopro on for the day, so we were set, all that was left was the execution and THE HILLS.
Shortly after we started I had my first technical problem. My sock was weird on my little pinky toe. I tried to adjust it and then I had to take it off and investigate. It was a rogue string all balled up. Note, taking off toe socks and having to put them on while balancing on one leg on the side of the trail is dumb. Off we went. On a good note, we made it a mile further then last years technical problem.
The first 9 or so miles are MOSTLY downhill. There are a few little (not little) climbs in there. Kevin worked out a plan for us so we could try to bank as much time as we could for the latter part, which is the hardest part. When we first started out we were running at a 9:55 pace, what the heck, we are out of control. Kevin pulled us back. We needed to keep a pace that was 15 min or less. That is always on my mind, what is the pace. We were doing pretty good. Mile 2 we were over because of the stupid sock. Mile 5 has a hill. Mile 7 has a hill that looks like on the course elevation it is flipping you off, kind of feels that way. Then at mile 9 is the first aide station, Beehive Well and my first poo stop. This is pretty funny actually. Kevin had the go pro on and didn't realize it was still on. I was using the nature potty they set up and it was sans paper. So I called out and he came to the rescue. oops, camera is on. Here is the video.
Beehive Aide Station
I ate some pickles there after my business and tried to eat a handful of almonds, but they just gummed up in my mouth and I spit them out. I knew we had a quick climb right out of the aide station that I particularly hate, then it is followed by another until you can get into a groove again. It goes pretty steady downhill until these bursts of steep climbs that kick your butt.
Bullshit Hill
It is always the focus to keep your mind set on Mountain View for a myriad of reasons. At that aide station we had our sticks which will help with pulling up the climbs that are ahead and it is a sign that it is the last aide station before the cut-off and the half way point. I always enjoy getting to this one. Along the way I was struggling though. I wasn't wanting any of my food, wasn't hungry and none of it was appealing. I wasn't drinking as often as I should have of my electrolytes, it just tasted bad. I told Kevin I was struggling to keep the pace up and I was mentally in a bad place. We got some salt tabs in, I drank some water, ate a few macadamia nuts and I started listening to my music. Music is always that last resort as I gain so much peace from the trail. It was a lot of miles with no words, just drive and focus.
It is hard to get too lost in your pain when surrounding area is just so amazing.
Top of big hill, views are amazing
Just keep climbing and stay focused
I knew we were off pace. When we pulled into Beehive we were a little ahead, when we left and were climbing up one of those two hills Kevin said we lost the gains we had made up to that point. Mentally, I was struggling with that. I thought we were doing really well. All the way to Mountain View I knew we would be having the conversation of do we continue or not. It is always in your mind too that we are in the middle of nowhere.....
Middle of nowhere
We were getting close and Kevin said we could quit now and I could blame it on my cold. I said, no. There was no further discussion. He was ready to be done.
We got into mountain view and sometimes you just hope for a miracle at an aide station. I received one and it was in a little wrapper, on the outside was written Jolly Rancher. I said I am in a ketogenic diet and I am depleted, what can I do. I thought about drinking some tailwind. I drank a cup of coke. Then Pam was putting a baggy of stuff together and another guy said try sucking on the jolly ranchers and it will be a slow trickle of carbs instead of a spike. I liked that idea and Pam put together a baggy with jolly ranchers and some skittles. I asked Kevin to figure out our pace and he said we have to stay under 20 ,min per mile. We had planned around 23 min per as worst case and that slipped away. Pam said it is basically a half marathon in 4 hours, that seemed doable and realistic. Okay, lets do this. Kevin said, just how far is it as he thought it was 12 and the guy said maybe 12.8, the .8 is a big difference. As we pulled out, Kevin said, we are fucked if it is 12.8 and we trudged on straight uphill.
This is the last video we took. We were headed into some rough times the last 13 miles before the cut off and it was a struggle to stay focused and on trail.
Oh these damn hills
Having the sticks does make a difference if you are a poor climber and hill runner as I am. I need to get better at it and I will. But, being able to apply your upper body power and lower body moves you forward a lot quicker if your leg strength is poor. I was determined to get us there. I was armed with jolly ranchers and sticks and we blasted off. Mile 17 was 21 but the next 5 miles were under 20. At mile 21-22 ish is where the big deception begins for me. I know that upcoming we go downhill to the wash and out 5 times. But, we started this climb and it would go down a little and climb again and I thought these were part of the washing cycle game. Then I started trying to count them and asked Kevin and he said, WE HAVEN'T EVEN BEGAN THEM!!" What? I am sorry, but what? Then somewhere along the way we would "rock the downhills" as Kevin said we should do and just before a climb I would eat some jam in a ziplock bag, drink some water and climb. I would rest part way and drink more water. Put another jolly rancher in and climb and jog in tiny elfish steps down and repeat. I wanted to sit down a thousand times. I was so tired. I knew at some point you could see Tiger Mine, but I couldn't see it. It disappeared. I was confused. But I wanted to get there and every so many steps I would look at my watch and see how much further, how much longer, how close are we. I was so determined and so tired. Mile 23, 24 were 22 min, mile 25 was 20, 26 was 23, 27 was 22.
I had several jolly ranchers and some bags of jam and 3 skittles since Mountain View. I drank 70 ounces of water like I was in a drought. The jolly ranchers made my mouth really dry and hurt. I couldn't eat anything else. I was taking salt tabs that Kevin was making sure I was taking. Every time I stopped to catch my breath and refocus I was losing my balance and Kevin would get a hold of me and put me back on the trail. I knew I was losing my balance a little, but, I thought I was tired. I was sweating a lot, I thought it was just really hot. I was drinking a lot of water, I thought I was dehydrated. Then. This happened.
Around 27.4 ish miles, about a mile from the cut-off at 8:15 into the race, I mumbled something to Kevin and said, this is happening. I held onto my sticks and sat straight down like a little kid with my legs kicked out in front of me. I was so tired. Kevin thought I was just taking a rest. Then I said to him, just get my phone, facebook and I will tell you what to type. He said what, I said, Matt. Michelle. Todd. he knew Todd was the medic and he said, are you having a stroke, jokingly from the commercials we see on TV. I said Yes. He asked if I needed medical attention, I said YES He said I am going to go up the trail and get help, okay. I sat there looking straight out in front of me at what I thought were people down the trail from where we came and I thought he was talking to them, then I realized it was a cow and some cactus. He had left me with my poweraide bottle between my legs and told me to drink it but I didn't understand. I thought the bottle was my phone and I was trying to use it to call Kevin and tell him it is a cow and cactus, he should ask for help somewhere else. I held onto that poweraide bottle so hard I bruised the insides of my legs by the way. I was so fuzzy and confused and weak.
I was struggling to stay sitting up, like when you are really drunk or really tired and you are fighting to stay alert and awake. I was swaying from side to side. Then I heard footsteps and it was Kevin, he was back. I asked him what was wrong with me. By then my speech had become slurred and I was even more confused and out of it. I said I think I am having a stroke and I went through movements we do to see if people are having a stroke. I had him check my strength in both hands, my tongue movement, my ability to swallow all these things and I could do them, but it was hard to do and slow moving. It was like I had been drugged. I wasn't seeing things right. I did tell him to stop my garmin though, I wanted credit for getting that far.
When Kevin had left to get help he went about 1/2 mile to 3/4 mile up the trail and found some trail maintenance guys who were able to radio for help. He had ran up there on adrenaline and he walked back thinking he didn't go that far. He would think I was there around every turn and I wasn't there. He was so worried I had wondered off trail and rolled down the hills. Eventually he found me of course, but the panic he was going through was very scary.
After some time the girl we helped get a cactus out of her finger passed by and she said the sweepers were behind her. The sweepers showed up and Pam was with them who is a nurse. I couldn't recognize or understand who she was, I was so confused. Somebody had put a backpack behind me to lay on. Pam was trying to get help to get the medic to me. She was trying to check my heart rate everything she could do. She was getting me to eat some cranberries which at the time looked like cockroaches. All the colors around me were so vibrant, I thought I was on drugs. I kept saying to Kevin my fingers are glowing. I thought I was having a heart attack, I thought it was food poisoning, I thought it was kidney stones because my back hurt and Kevin said, you are lying on rocks that is why your back hurts. I was cramping up so bad. I mean I went from power hiking to no movement at all. I was nauseous and someone gave me a ginger chew, I think it wasn't the candied kind and it burned my mouth and I spit it out. Everyone thought I was dehydrated and Kevin said that isn't possible as she has had at least 100 oz water by that point in the last 9-10 miles. I was so whacked out, I was saying how bright my fingers were, they were trying to get my pack off and get a shirt on me and I was trying to help but was doing everything opposite of helping.
Someone showed up with a bag with some snacks in it which included a boiled egg, which was the funniest thing and made no sense at all. Wish we had a picture of it!!
We got another salt tab in me and I was eventually starting to come around. By this time someone brought a space blanket and regular blankets to cover me up as it was getting cold. Pam was a shivering mess and I was worried about her and told her to come spoon with me under the blanket. We laughed about it and it is a great picture.
The main problem with having no strength or ability to control my movements is how the heck am I going to get to the trailhead. It isn't accessible by vehicle or 4 wheeler. Should a helicopter be brought in, where am I going.
I was worried and pissed off about everything. We were so close, so close to getting there to the cut off. We had, well I had planned to get through the aide station and then sit down and rest for awhile so we could finish the race. That was the plan I had in my head before I collapsed. Kevin had the plan that he wouldn't let me continue due to all of the almost falls and how wiped I was. But my fierce determination to get to the finish would have killed me most likely. My body just said no more and forced me to stop.
Kevin knew I was going to be okay when I was starting to worry about everyone out there. I was worried about Pam being cold, I was worried about the trail maintenance guy, was worried about the other sweepers out there.
I was more then a million things, worried about my amazing husband. The timing of me collapsing like this couldn't be worse as next week is the anniversary of Ben's death, he doesn't need this level of worry about me. We have so many plans for our future. It isn't time for me to go. This can't be the end. I was devastated that I caused us another DNF when I pushed so hard to get us there and changed my entire way of eating to make me better and faster. I failed in drinking too much water. I failed not drinking the electrolytes. I failed in not forcing myself to eat. I failed us. I was so tired I couldn't even cry but feel devastated at all this mess I was causing due to my failures.
Through out the hour I was laying there I kept trying to move my legs, if I could move them and have control of them then I know I can stand up and walk out of here. Pam and Kevin said we should wait for Todd to check my vitals before I stood up. Todd showed up and my vitals checked out okay, my heart rate had returned to my normal rate. I wasn't slurring, I had control of movements. He gave me an electrolyte power shot and it was enough to bring my balance back to stand up. Kevin said it was like a deer standing up for the first time. I was shaky but I was okay. I asked for my sticks and I could hold myself up better. My vertigo was giving me some issues, but I was okay if I focused down on the ground below. Kevin went up ahead with one of the sweeper people to go to get the truck to have at the trailhead. So Todd, another person and Pam and I made our way back to the trailhead. Pam told me to slow down a few times even. Stupid determination.
I literally felt I faced death and an end to running (which is like death) and an end to our adventures. I thought I was going to die on that trail. I didn't. I came around and walked out on my own. The body is an amazing thing. I looked around and took in the amazing sunset in those hills and I am so grateful for life. Simply, life. I am so blessed with a body that pushed to its limit, survived and was able to walk again. I am blessed by an amazing husband who is with me every step of the way, every day. His strength and resilience is awe inspiring and inspires me daily to be better at being human, every single day. He is my rock, my heart, my everything. We have been through so many adventures together. We could never had imagined what happened, did. But, from all that we have been through we could be calm and problem solve this out and deal with what comes. I know that even if it had been a stroke, he would be there. I know that if this was the end of our running, he would be there. To have that level of love and support in not just a life partner, but a running partner-it is phenomenal and priceless.
I am without the right words in saying how grateful I am of Pam Hoyt who took such good care of me and helped get us help. She is such an angel and I had divine intervention with her coming to my aide. She stayed side by side with me to the trailhead and we talked and it helped me not think about how sore I was from laying there for an hour. She is always a perfect grace to see at an aide station in making sure you have all you need. She said she was rooting for us to finish this year. What a blessing she is to us.
I am also so grateful to Todd Nardi the medic who hiked in to help me and got me the electrolytes I needed to recover and walk out. He checked in with me every few minutes to make sure I was okay. He is at all our ultra races and helps so many people out. He is a blessing to our community.
As we walked out over the bar into the trailhead Pam hustled me to sit down and put a blanket on me and had one of the volunteers get me something hot to drink. My mouth was still sore but the warm tea was comforting. Todd gave me another electrolyte shot too. Kevin was there, he hadn't left to get the truck yet. We had our timing chips cut off. Here we were again, not finishing the last 4 miles, again. I was such a mix of emotions. Sad and grateful. Michelle showed up and talked with us. She would have let us continue had we made it in. We were so close. So fricking close. I told her we are done trying, we are volunteering from here on out.
Here is a few pics of heading out from where I collapsed and from coming into the trailhead.
We got a ride from Todd to the truck and we needed to drive it down the hill to get all of our bags. For the second year in a row we walked through the finish line, holding hands, going to get our bags and no finishers horseshoe. I am very sad about it, I know however I put it all out there. I pushed as hard as I could. I also know the mistakes I made and I am going to make sure that never happens again. It is the unique thing about ultra running. No two races are the same, even on the same course. Things happen within and without your control. Falls happen. Fatigue. Puke. Poop. Tears. Dehydration. Over hydration. Malnutrition to a point. It happens. What also happens is magical. Sometimes you have a race that goes to perfection. That is one of the challenges to get to that perfection. Recognizing of course, that perfect race is rare and not to set yourself up for that.
We knew what we were up against for this. We upped our training and we were a lot stronger this race then last until I collapsed. We were doing great. We knew there is always the chance of not making it, but there was the outside chance we would--which I clung to to power through. We also go into races with an A, B and C goal. A was blasting through it without issues, coming into the cut off way ahead and finishing before dark. B was beating our last DNF time. C was finishing and getting a horseshoe. last year it took us 9:16 to get to Tiger Mine. I collapsed with one mile to go at 8:15, we were on track to beat B and on our way to a possible C. But, things happen and we don't quite get there. I had Kevin stop my watch when we were laying there, I wanted credit for as far as I made it. I joked that I should have started it again on the way back. Speaking of the way back, I honestly thought we were taking some other way out, it wasn't familiar to me at all and it really speaks a lot to how far off I was in thinking where I thought we were vs the reality.
When we drove back and made our way through the finish line, not finishing, we gathered our packs and ran into Matt. He gave me a big hug and said how sorry he was we didn't make it and how glad he was that I was okay. He had said when I was at packet pick up I look healthy and strong and thought we would kill it this year. We thought so too. We told him we would be volunteering next year. He shared that he was at the point I was once and it is scary and he was able to come back from it too. Makes you feel better hearing others have the same things happen.
We got a bowl of soup and a quesadilla and headed back to the car to get some dinner and home to the room. We ran into Pam along the way and I gave her a hug and she was just so happy I was okay. Man what a day. We stopped at the Oracle Inn to get a take out dinner of a burger and a patty melt and some of this yummy bread and a piece of cheesecake. It was going to take awhile and I just wanted to get home and shower. I was beat.
Kevin brought me back to the Chiefs place and I peeled off my suit of armor and washed the day away. Let me tell you, the state of my feet were something else. The push going down those hills was a lot of pressure on the toes. Wow. Kevin said they look like dead people feet.
My hair which I wore in a braid was sans pony tail holder and it was a bunched up squirrels nest. Wow, what a mess. I pulled out leaves and sticks out of it. I am pretty bruised up from the rocks I was laying on. I have never been so sore following a race because of stopping and laying down for an hour unable to move. I am so sore.
When Kevin got back he jumped in the shower and ran out of hot water. I felt so bad. We tried to eat our dinner and we both only had a few bites. We weren't hungry, not even for that bread. We shared the cheesecake though. Off to bed and we were out pretty quick. I had developed a cough, which I always do and was up coughing a lot as was Kevin from his cold. I woke up every couple of hours finding myself thinking about the events of the day and when I collapsed. I just kept replaying the day on what I should have done different. Here is what I came up with. Nothing, because without going through this I would have never known my limit or what to do. I say that on one hand and the other says the following:
1. Electrolytes mixed in with my water since I seem to drink so much water, then it will assure I get them in.
2. Fuel every 2 miles even if it is 100 calories or less. No negotiation. Considering Ucan as a product to sustain.
3. Salt tabs on the hour, no changes.
4. Listen to the body always.
5. Push the pace, but not your health
6. Be forgiving when you fail
7. Don't be afraid to laugh at yourself when you fall to peices
8. Smile even if you are dying
9. Never give up on anything you want
10. The power of perseverance and positive relentless forward progress will take you to amazing places. It is up to you to step out and try and not hide inside and be shy.
When I shared what happened on Facebook I had a lot of people not understand why we do this. Why push yourself to this level. Why make your feet look all mashed up. Why get chaffing. Why do any of it. Simple, I would take running a marathon on the trail over any Netflix marathon from the couch. I would take getting lost on the trail and not in my car listening to a gps to make a u-turn. I prefer to watch the sunrise and sunset in person and not on a tv or a pic on social media. I gain a level of respect for mother nature and all her beauty even when she is mad and stabs us with pokey things, I don't gain that respect watching the weather channel or looking out the window. I encompass peace with my soul out there on the trail watching the birds flutter about, the crunch of the rocks below, the silence of a deer staring back, the glow of the sun on the day, the rhythmic breathing of my exertion, the moments of hearing the wind blow through the leaves and spines of a saguaro, all of these bring me more peace and joy with my soul then dressing up on Sunday for church. Being able to go where people only ever see on a map and knowing that path by heart because I walked, ran, hiked on it is far better then on a plane flying from point a to b. I do this for us. We need this peace in our lives to calm the storms of life. A life of grief. A life of doubts, sadness, anger, disappointments, uncertainty. Out on the trail going on these long races and adventures, grief is manageable and not overwhelming, doubts are erased and replaced with reasons and solutions, sadness fades to happiness, anger turns to action and disappointments turn to plans to turn it around. Is it hard on the body, yes it is. But, when I die, I don't want to die all preserved within a body full of regrets. I want to die with a body that went sliding into the grave saying what a hell of a ride. Our life's purpose is to live it to the fullest and that is what we will always do.
Damian got some good pics of us out on the course.
Some pics from the area in the morning and this little cat we named it Rumble, it got most of our dinner from the night before we couldn't eat.
So much as we will be doing Oracle 2019!! We will not let this race beat us. It is a hard damn race, but so are we. We have all the tools, we need to work on the execution and take a chance on us. We had good intentions of volunteering, but after a night of rest and analyzing things, we decided over and omelet and a pancake and tears that we will be back. Third time is a charm right?
So we have added the race bibs to last years on our mirror to keep us motivated.
Funny thing, on the way there we heard this song and it was kind of a song that you hear and chuckle about. Then it comes back to you during the race. Then as we left the Chiefs place on the way to get breakfast it was playing again. Kevin is with me every step and I will be with him always. The Trapps will be back.
Every Little Step
Good lovin'
Ow, yeah
Ow, yeah
I can't sleep at night, I toss and turn ( we were tossing and turning for the race)
Listenin' for the telephone
But when I get your call I'm all choked up
Can't believe you called my home
And as a matter of fact, it blows my mind
You would even talk to me
Because a girl like you is a dream come true
A real life fantasy
Listenin' for the telephone
But when I get your call I'm all choked up
Can't believe you called my home
And as a matter of fact, it blows my mind
You would even talk to me
Because a girl like you is a dream come true
A real life fantasy
No matter what your friends try to tell ya
We were made to fall in love
And we will be together, any kind of weather (freezing cold or hot)
It's like that, it's like that
We were made to fall in love
And we will be together, any kind of weather (freezing cold or hot)
It's like that, it's like that
Every little step I take
You will be there
Every little step I make
We'll be together
You will be there
Every little step I make
We'll be together
Every little step I take
You will be there
Every little step I make
We'll be together
You will be there
Every little step I make
We'll be together
I can't think too straight, I'm all confused (that was me on the trail)
You must've put a thing on me
Because there aren't no words that can explain
I'm livin' in ecstasy
And you…
You must've put a thing on me
Because there aren't no words that can explain
I'm livin' in ecstasy
And you…
I can't think too straight, I'm all confused
You must've put a thing on me
Because there aren't no words that can explain
I'm livin' in ecstasy
And you can best believe, I got ya back
You never have to feel no pain
'Cause I'd dedicate my life to you
You'll never look for love again
You must've put a thing on me
Because there aren't no words that can explain
I'm livin' in ecstasy
And you can best believe, I got ya back
You never have to feel no pain
'Cause I'd dedicate my life to you
You'll never look for love again
No matter what your friends try to tell ya
We were made to fall in love
And we will be together, any kind of weather
It's like that, it's like that
We were made to fall in love
And we will be together, any kind of weather
It's like that, it's like that
Every little step I take
You will be there
Every little step I make
We'll be together
You will be there
Every little step I make
We'll be together
Every little step I take
You will be there
Every little step I make
We'll be together
You will be there
Every little step I make
We'll be together
Every little, woo!
Every little step I. (every little step)
Every little, every little step I take
Every little step I. (every little step)
Every little, every little step I take
Every little.
Every little step I (every little step)
Every little, we'll be together girl
Every little step I (every little step)
Every little, we'll be together girl
Good lovin'
Good lovin'
Good lovin'
No matter what your friends try to tell ya
We were made to fall in love
And we will be together, any kind of weather
It's like that, it's like that (Girl!)
We were made to fall in love
And we will be together, any kind of weather
It's like that, it's like that (Girl!)
Every little step I take
You will be there
Every little step I make
We'll be together
You will be there
Every little step I make
We'll be together
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