Do you remember that t-shirt brand that was popular in the mid 90's "No Fear". Each shirt had a different sports themed slogan about winning and playing with NO FEAR. Well, the company hit the height of its popularity when I was in middle school and I LOVED it. I had several different shirts, but my absolute favorite (my Dad can vouch for this) was the one that simply said:
SECOND PLACE IS THE FIRST LOSER.
NO FEAR!
This pretty much sums up how I feel about all competition. Seriously. It doesn't matter whether it is soccer, or baseball or tic tac toe...I want to win. So keeping that little tidbit of personal information in mind, let me tell you a little story..............
Once upon a time, in a land far far away from anything remotely resembling civilization, there lived a girl. This girl was a good, nice girl. She loved her husband and followed him to this place, she loved her children beyond measure, she even shared the bed with her dogs.
One day, this girl got the hair-brained idea to train and run further than she had ever dreamed of. This girl liked the challenge. So as soon as the doctors gave her clearance (she had just given birth and had suffered some medical issues post partum), she began her journey. She ran. And ran. And ran.
The weather began getting cooler. The holidays began creeping up. As Thanksgiving approached some of this girl's friends suggested they all participate in the local Turkey Trot 5K on Thanksgiving morning. She agreed.
The morning of the "Trot" arrived and the girl logged on to the Internet to check the weather.
3 degrees.
That is what the computer told her. It was 3 degrees, and that didn't include the wind chill which was well below zero. Immediately, the girl wanted to turn around and go back to bed...but she didn't. No, she dutifully put on all the warm clothes she could find and went to the race.
It was miserably cold. The race didn't exactly start on time (not that that mattered too much) and by the time it did the poor girl's feet were frozen. They felt like clubs crudely stapled to her ankles.
All of the girl's grandiose ideas of finishing under the 30 minute mark froze along with the snot on her face. She kept moving. People passed her. Her friends were so far ahead, she couldn't even see them. Suddenly it occurred to this poor, frozen, nice girl to look behind her.
Gulp. One person. One. Just one rather portly person trudged behind our wayward heroin. She tried desperately to pick up the pace. Her body barely responded to the plea for speed. Thankfully the finish line came into view.
35:31. Second to LAST. 20 or so seconds ahead of the jolly jogger bringing up the rear.
Relief, frustration, and a small measure of shame washed over her. Bleck. Not the way she had envisioned this little event. The girl went home. Disappointed and...just disappointed. She thawed out, took a shower, and blogged about it.
The only solace she could muster was...well, technically, it could have been worse. I could have been dead last.
The next local race is on December 21. A "Jingle Bells" run. The girl went and hung the flyer on the fridge and vowed to work harder and faster. Our heroin may never win, but she sure as heck isn't coming in last or second to last EVER AGAIN.
Happy Thanksgiving.
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Monday, November 22, 2010
find a way/shout out
One of my favorite quotes is, "If you really want it, you'll find a way. If you don't, you'll find an excuse." (I have no idea who to attribute this to, if you happen to know, please leave me a comment)
The weather here on the good ol' Rez has been less than ideal. That, coupled with the fact I had to go in to the doctor Friday and get an antibiotic for a sinus infection and have my allergy medicine adjusted, has meant that running outside in freezing rain and sustained winds over 15mph isn't really a bright idea.
Thankfully I have a very generous neighbor across the street, who just HAPPENS to have been a personal trainer in another life and owns a veritable home gym, treadmill included. So yesterday when going out doors for my long run wasn't an option because we were under a winter storm warning I hit the treadmill instead.
For 8 miles.
I am so thankful to have found a way to get the miles in. I had originally decided to ride my bike trainer and at least get in a hard cardio session when I remembered her offer to let me use the treadmill anytime. So a couple of texts and a hour later I was bouncing along as I watched some TV.
Torture. That is what running 8 miles on a treadmill is tantamount to. Torture. The TV helped, but I cannot help but STARE at the little red numbers on the distance read-out that are moving WAY too slow. I tried covering it with my towel, but the towel kept slipping off and I twice had to do a pseudo-ninja leap off to one side as the towel hit the belt and went zipping by.
Wouldn't that have been spectacular? To find myself splattered against my neighbors wall in all my sweaty glory after shooting off the back of a treadmill? Awesome visual, I know. Thankfully I avoided said embarrassment this time.
Anyway, 92 long minutes later (beat last week's 8 miler by 1 minute!) I had 8 miles behind me and was a sweaty mess dying to get outside into the freezing temps to cool off. I had forgotten what it is like to sweat like that since it has pretty much been cool/cold since I started on this journey. It felt good.
So let me encourage you for a minute, if I may. Whatever you are working towards, whatever goal you have set for yourself, FIND A WAY. If it means being a little creative or asking others for help. Do it. It is worth it. I promise. When you come out the other side knowing you found a way and didn't make any excuses you can claim a victory, even if it is a small one.
Speaking of VICTORIES and finding a way, not an excuse, I need to congratulate one of my dearest friends HEATHER! She ran her very first half marathon yesterday and ROCKED it!! (I will post her time after I check with her and make sure that is alright.) I am so stinkin' proud and happy for her. If you are keeping track, Heather is the friend who I ran my first 5K with a couple of years back. She had wanted to run with us in Phoenix, but because of her husband's new and exciting work adventure, it wasn't going to work out. So, she kicked butt and got ready EARLY and ran the Route 66 Half in Tulsa this past weekend! WAY TO GO HEATHER!! (And Heather, May 1, 2011 OKC Memorial Half...you and me girlfriend!)
No excuses people. Not if you REALLY want it. Happy (frigid) Running.
The weather here on the good ol' Rez has been less than ideal. That, coupled with the fact I had to go in to the doctor Friday and get an antibiotic for a sinus infection and have my allergy medicine adjusted, has meant that running outside in freezing rain and sustained winds over 15mph isn't really a bright idea.
Thankfully I have a very generous neighbor across the street, who just HAPPENS to have been a personal trainer in another life and owns a veritable home gym, treadmill included. So yesterday when going out doors for my long run wasn't an option because we were under a winter storm warning I hit the treadmill instead.
For 8 miles.
I am so thankful to have found a way to get the miles in. I had originally decided to ride my bike trainer and at least get in a hard cardio session when I remembered her offer to let me use the treadmill anytime. So a couple of texts and a hour later I was bouncing along as I watched some TV.
Torture. That is what running 8 miles on a treadmill is tantamount to. Torture. The TV helped, but I cannot help but STARE at the little red numbers on the distance read-out that are moving WAY too slow. I tried covering it with my towel, but the towel kept slipping off and I twice had to do a pseudo-ninja leap off to one side as the towel hit the belt and went zipping by.
Wouldn't that have been spectacular? To find myself splattered against my neighbors wall in all my sweaty glory after shooting off the back of a treadmill? Awesome visual, I know. Thankfully I avoided said embarrassment this time.
Anyway, 92 long minutes later (beat last week's 8 miler by 1 minute!) I had 8 miles behind me and was a sweaty mess dying to get outside into the freezing temps to cool off. I had forgotten what it is like to sweat like that since it has pretty much been cool/cold since I started on this journey. It felt good.
So let me encourage you for a minute, if I may. Whatever you are working towards, whatever goal you have set for yourself, FIND A WAY. If it means being a little creative or asking others for help. Do it. It is worth it. I promise. When you come out the other side knowing you found a way and didn't make any excuses you can claim a victory, even if it is a small one.
Speaking of VICTORIES and finding a way, not an excuse, I need to congratulate one of my dearest friends HEATHER! She ran her very first half marathon yesterday and ROCKED it!! (I will post her time after I check with her and make sure that is alright.) I am so stinkin' proud and happy for her. If you are keeping track, Heather is the friend who I ran my first 5K with a couple of years back. She had wanted to run with us in Phoenix, but because of her husband's new and exciting work adventure, it wasn't going to work out. So, she kicked butt and got ready EARLY and ran the Route 66 Half in Tulsa this past weekend! WAY TO GO HEATHER!! (And Heather, May 1, 2011 OKC Memorial Half...you and me girlfriend!)
No excuses people. Not if you REALLY want it. Happy (frigid) Running.
Monday, November 15, 2010
respect.
I owe you all a very sincere apology.
Truly. I am sorry.
I realized as I ran 8 miles yesterday (for the first time!) that I have not respected the distance I am trying to run or those who run it and especially those who run much much further. Asking ones body to run for 13.1 miles, much less 26.2, and having ones body comply is an amazing testament to the One who created us. Those 8 miles HURT. Well miles 5-7 hurt the most, to be specific.
I certainly did not mean to disrespect the feat I am attempting by my audacious goal of breaking 2 hours, but I fear I have. It is hard. Really. Hard.
Careful, however, not to take this apology as my surrender. No. I am still going to run every workout, push every muscle to work harder and faster. I'm just going to respect the distance a little more.
I will be honored, humbled and proud to finish my half marathon regardless of what the clock reads because, really, if you have ever asked your body to push beyond what you think it is capable of you have already achieved something spectacular.
So to my running friends and family, fast or slow. I salute you and stand in awe because running...running is as hard as it is rewarding.
Happy running!
Truly. I am sorry.
I realized as I ran 8 miles yesterday (for the first time!) that I have not respected the distance I am trying to run or those who run it and especially those who run much much further. Asking ones body to run for 13.1 miles, much less 26.2, and having ones body comply is an amazing testament to the One who created us. Those 8 miles HURT. Well miles 5-7 hurt the most, to be specific.
I certainly did not mean to disrespect the feat I am attempting by my audacious goal of breaking 2 hours, but I fear I have. It is hard. Really. Hard.
Careful, however, not to take this apology as my surrender. No. I am still going to run every workout, push every muscle to work harder and faster. I'm just going to respect the distance a little more.
I will be honored, humbled and proud to finish my half marathon regardless of what the clock reads because, really, if you have ever asked your body to push beyond what you think it is capable of you have already achieved something spectacular.
So to my running friends and family, fast or slow. I salute you and stand in awe because running...running is as hard as it is rewarding.
Happy running!
Saturday, November 13, 2010
setbacks.
This week has been a frustrating running week. I graciously accepted the baby's cold and have been fighting it all week, hoping it doesn't turn into my annual sinus infection.
Tuesday's run went relatively well but on Thursday I had to cut my five miler short (ran 3.77) and didn't come anywhere close to the needed splits. Then on Friday I didn't even make it out to run because I felt so lousy.
Today (Saturday) is an off day and then tomorrow is the long run for the week.
8 miles. Eeek.
I am beginning to feel better during the days, but am still super congested and wake up with a sore throat every morning. I am going to run 8 miles tomorrow. Period. No matter how slow, no matter how many goal splits I miss.
I am so disappointed that I couldn't finish that five miler earlier this week. I've decided that's it. No more quitting. Stubborn is my strategy. Genius, I know.
(And for the record, yes I know. 'You've been sick! Rest is what you need. It's okay.' Blah, Blah Blah. I know I did the right thing my cutting one run short and skipping the other. I did need the rest. That makes it no less frustrating.)
Tuesday's run went relatively well but on Thursday I had to cut my five miler short (ran 3.77) and didn't come anywhere close to the needed splits. Then on Friday I didn't even make it out to run because I felt so lousy.
Today (Saturday) is an off day and then tomorrow is the long run for the week.
8 miles. Eeek.
I am beginning to feel better during the days, but am still super congested and wake up with a sore throat every morning. I am going to run 8 miles tomorrow. Period. No matter how slow, no matter how many goal splits I miss.
I am so disappointed that I couldn't finish that five miler earlier this week. I've decided that's it. No more quitting. Stubborn is my strategy. Genius, I know.
(And for the record, yes I know. 'You've been sick! Rest is what you need. It's okay.' Blah, Blah Blah. I know I did the right thing my cutting one run short and skipping the other. I did need the rest. That makes it no less frustrating.)
Setbacks.
How do you handle them? What are your strategies for getting around/thru those inevitable setbacks in life? Are they frustrating or a welcome break? Are they a necessary evil for later improvement?
Monday, November 8, 2010
ready. set. RUN!
This is it. 10 weeks to go and we are set to begin the RunnersWorld Break 2:00 or Bust plan.
Monday's are typically rest or cross training days so this morning I did some abdominal work and a couple of sets with hand weights, concentrating on arms and shoulders.
It is always quite sobering to pick weights up after a protracted absence. Not to mention the fact that my abs were sliced through so as to surgically remove a baby 4 months ago...
Sobering, yes, but motivating also.
Tomorrow the first run is on the schedule, and the goal is to run 4 miles all at a 10:30 pace. I think with a concentrated effort this is totally within reason. I am currently hanging around in the 10:40-11:00 minute a mile pace, and that is usually with friends while chatting. I think if I can shut my big mouth, I can do 10:30. I guess we will find out in the morning.
Another big focus these next 10 weeks is nutrition. Time to get back on the wagon I suppose and cut out the junk. Again. In some weird way I think this plan will make it easier to do so because it is MUCH more involved. I will not have nearly as many rest/off days in which to feel like I can indulge.
I'm also shifting my focus in another, related area. So let me be perfectly honest for a second. I want/need to lose some weight and tone up. Big. Time. And, although my overall goal has been to finish the half and "don't die" I have also been fairly wrapped up in the "run to lose weight" idea. Yes, I do hope to lose weight while I run, but now I REALLY want to break 2 hours. So that is what I am trying to focus my workouts on.
Get faster. Get more fit. Break 2. Just Do it. (Thanks for that last one Phil Knight. :) )
I am also taking a more serious approach to the training in general. A couple of people close to me have noted that I am perhaps having a "little" too much fun running with friends and if I really am serious about doing this then I need to do less talking and more running. Like one of these people told me, "if you can talk, then you aren't running hard enough." Of course, she's a little hard core, but I think she's got a point too. I still enjoy the company of my Rez Running Buddies, that hasn't changed. Hopefully most of our runs will still be together, but maybe I will do more listening and less yapping!
I guess that means I can just do more talking here and less on the road.
Happy Running.
Monday's are typically rest or cross training days so this morning I did some abdominal work and a couple of sets with hand weights, concentrating on arms and shoulders.
It is always quite sobering to pick weights up after a protracted absence. Not to mention the fact that my abs were sliced through so as to surgically remove a baby 4 months ago...
Sobering, yes, but motivating also.
Tomorrow the first run is on the schedule, and the goal is to run 4 miles all at a 10:30 pace. I think with a concentrated effort this is totally within reason. I am currently hanging around in the 10:40-11:00 minute a mile pace, and that is usually with friends while chatting. I think if I can shut my big mouth, I can do 10:30. I guess we will find out in the morning.
Another big focus these next 10 weeks is nutrition. Time to get back on the wagon I suppose and cut out the junk. Again. In some weird way I think this plan will make it easier to do so because it is MUCH more involved. I will not have nearly as many rest/off days in which to feel like I can indulge.
I'm also shifting my focus in another, related area. So let me be perfectly honest for a second. I want/need to lose some weight and tone up. Big. Time. And, although my overall goal has been to finish the half and "don't die" I have also been fairly wrapped up in the "run to lose weight" idea. Yes, I do hope to lose weight while I run, but now I REALLY want to break 2 hours. So that is what I am trying to focus my workouts on.
Get faster. Get more fit. Break 2. Just Do it. (Thanks for that last one Phil Knight. :) )
I am also taking a more serious approach to the training in general. A couple of people close to me have noted that I am perhaps having a "little" too much fun running with friends and if I really am serious about doing this then I need to do less talking and more running. Like one of these people told me, "if you can talk, then you aren't running hard enough." Of course, she's a little hard core, but I think she's got a point too. I still enjoy the company of my Rez Running Buddies, that hasn't changed. Hopefully most of our runs will still be together, but maybe I will do more listening and less yapping!
I guess that means I can just do more talking here and less on the road.
Happy Running.
Friday, November 5, 2010
thorn ball of death
Yeah, so my "easy street" week has officially turned into a giant bust. I was going to run yesterday (Thursday) but on Wednesday afternoon I stepped on (what Addison called) a Monster goat-head thus leaving, to this moment (Friday morning), a red swollen and painful place on the middle of the bottom of my left foot. Awesome.
For those of you fortunate enough to NOT know what a goat-head is, it is a thorn ball of death. All of the weeds here are noxious...much like everything else here, if you ask me...
Anyway, so these little buggers are roaming around everywhere trying to wedge themselves painfully into any live being. This is why NO ONE goes out side EVER without shoes...except for genius me.
A friend stopped by unexpectedly and her daughter is nervous around big dogs so I rushed them out the back. FAIL. I was wearing socks but that didn't stop my foot from finding a HUGE goat-head. I pulled it out, but apparently part of it broke off in my foot. I haven't stopped whining since. :)
I will say that it hurts less this morning than it did yesterday, but now I am on such a time crunch to get ready for GIRLS WEEKEND (yay!) that I don't think I will find time to run anyway. Ugh.
I'm not going to lie, this sets off mild panic in me. I do NOT want to lose sight of my goal! I have to keep running! And not only that, next week is my first BIG week. Seriously. Yes, I wanted to be well rested going into next week, but this is bordering on ridiculous.
*deep breath*
Okay, venting session is now concluding. Until Monday friends. Look for a post early next week detailing the first week's runs.
For those of you fortunate enough to NOT know what a goat-head is, it is a thorn ball of death. All of the weeds here are noxious...much like everything else here, if you ask me...
Anyway, so these little buggers are roaming around everywhere trying to wedge themselves painfully into any live being. This is why NO ONE goes out side EVER without shoes...except for genius me.
A friend stopped by unexpectedly and her daughter is nervous around big dogs so I rushed them out the back. FAIL. I was wearing socks but that didn't stop my foot from finding a HUGE goat-head. I pulled it out, but apparently part of it broke off in my foot. I haven't stopped whining since. :)
I will say that it hurts less this morning than it did yesterday, but now I am on such a time crunch to get ready for GIRLS WEEKEND (yay!) that I don't think I will find time to run anyway. Ugh.
I'm not going to lie, this sets off mild panic in me. I do NOT want to lose sight of my goal! I have to keep running! And not only that, next week is my first BIG week. Seriously. Yes, I wanted to be well rested going into next week, but this is bordering on ridiculous.
*deep breath*
Okay, venting session is now concluding. Until Monday friends. Look for a post early next week detailing the first week's runs.
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
easy street
I haven't felt great this week.
No real symptoms to speak of, just fatigued and a little sore. I have decided to take it easy this week and to try and let my body heal and adapt to what I have been asking it to do.
This decision is also predicated on the fact that come Sunday we are 10 weeks from race day and the REAL training begins. Beginning next week I will be running a minimum of 4 days a week and more than 20 miles a week. Yes, it seems daunting, but I am looking forward to it. I won't spend much time on it today though, because I have a whole other post rolling around in my head leading into next week.
So today I am going to run an easy 3 or 4 miles when the Hubs returns from work and I will do 5 on Friday before heading out of town this weekend for a much needed break with some girlfriends. I will also likely run one other time somewhere in there this week.
The balancing act of life is tricky. Remember your priorities. One of my priorities is jumping in his jumper and the other one is singing her little heart out as she plays... It's nice to jog down easy street every once in a while.
Happy Running.
No real symptoms to speak of, just fatigued and a little sore. I have decided to take it easy this week and to try and let my body heal and adapt to what I have been asking it to do.
This decision is also predicated on the fact that come Sunday we are 10 weeks from race day and the REAL training begins. Beginning next week I will be running a minimum of 4 days a week and more than 20 miles a week. Yes, it seems daunting, but I am looking forward to it. I won't spend much time on it today though, because I have a whole other post rolling around in my head leading into next week.
So today I am going to run an easy 3 or 4 miles when the Hubs returns from work and I will do 5 on Friday before heading out of town this weekend for a much needed break with some girlfriends. I will also likely run one other time somewhere in there this week.
The balancing act of life is tricky. Remember your priorities. One of my priorities is jumping in his jumper and the other one is singing her little heart out as she plays... It's nice to jog down easy street every once in a while.
Happy Running.
Monday, November 1, 2010
signed and sealed.
Now it's up to me to deliver!
I am officially registered for the PF Chang's Rock n Roll Half Marathon in Phoenix, January 16, 2011!!
I am nervous and excited all at once. Also, I totally over shot my estimated finish time! I put 1:50! Bahahahahaha!!! All the advice I have received is to put faster, not slower on your time and then let people pass me and not get stuck behind the walkers. So I did. And it felt good.
Also, I ran 6 miles yesterday for the first time! I finished in 1:09:40, but was pleased because I ran the first 3.1 miles with a dear (but extremely slow) friend. She peeled off after her 5k was over and then I finished strong (running solo) the last 3 miles all under 11 minutes/mile. My final mile split was the best of the day at 10:34 AND that was running up the killer hill back onto the compound.
Yesterday was definitely a confidence booster for me. I can't wait to kick it up ANOTHER notch when I get back from Girls Weekend in Flag next week! Sub 2:00 here I come!!
I am officially registered for the PF Chang's Rock n Roll Half Marathon in Phoenix, January 16, 2011!!
I am nervous and excited all at once. Also, I totally over shot my estimated finish time! I put 1:50! Bahahahahaha!!! All the advice I have received is to put faster, not slower on your time and then let people pass me and not get stuck behind the walkers. So I did. And it felt good.
Also, I ran 6 miles yesterday for the first time! I finished in 1:09:40, but was pleased because I ran the first 3.1 miles with a dear (but extremely slow) friend. She peeled off after her 5k was over and then I finished strong (running solo) the last 3 miles all under 11 minutes/mile. My final mile split was the best of the day at 10:34 AND that was running up the killer hill back onto the compound.
Yesterday was definitely a confidence booster for me. I can't wait to kick it up ANOTHER notch when I get back from Girls Weekend in Flag next week! Sub 2:00 here I come!!
Thursday, October 28, 2010
4 miles for 4 months
Apparently fall here in Chinle lasts approximately 22 minutes, and time is already up. This is strange for an Okie who remembers short sleeves well into November some years........
Anyway, no matter. I am determined to keep up with my training (more on that in a second) and in order to do so it means I must brave the elements. So, dressed head to toe in my Icebreaker Merino Wool I set out this morning at 6:15 in 20 degree weather with Amber and Lisa, who are just as dedicated or crazy, depending on whom you ask of course, to run 4 miles.
I am still unsure of what to wear in cold weather because it can be such a delicate balance. Yes, it is freezing outside, but a mile or so into a run and I am hot. I think I had a pretty good selection today, and I definitely think I made the right decision to buy a wool base layer to go under my existing workout clothes. LAYERS PEOPLE! LAYERS!
We decided to run a "warm up" mile and then pick our pace up to (hopefully) around 10:30 a mile for the final three. Yeah...about that...we hung right around 11:45/mile for the whole run. None of us could seem to really find our legs this morning. That, or they both were fine, but were too nice to leave cold, stiff knees me in their dust... Either way, I was happy to get another 4 miler under my belt before this training schedule kicks into high gear.
As for that training schedule I have decided to let my competitive juices (see previous post) push me and not regret or wonder later "what could have been". This means though that I do still need to have a loose grip on reality and my current physical fitness.
The ever-changing-and-evolving plan is to take each workout of the sub 2 hour RunnersWorld plan and attempt it.
One. Run. At. A. Time.
I realize that this plan is totally over my head, but I like that. I need to push and be pushed. I also really like that each run has some sort of mini goal within the run itself.
For example: Run 4 miles (10:30 pace) or 1 mile warm up 2 x 1 mile at 8:54, then 1 mile cool down. I like this better than just "run 4 miles" because my natural tendency usually is to run REALLY slow if I am not chasing something or someone.
The plan is 10 weeks long and we are at just under 12 weeks to go, so I have a week and a half to step it up a couple of notches...and miles. I will run each workout with the goal of matching what it asks for. I am assuming at this point I won't be able to do each one perfectly, but I am okay with that as long as I run as hard as I can each time. I will do each one as best and as hard as I can and then come race day I get what I get. If I am sub 2, then WOW! HOORAY FOR ME! If not? Then I am willing to bet whatever time I do get will be faster than if I don't push myself to keep up with something a little out of my league.
Four miles in the cold is not bad considering L is only four months old today.
Happy Running.
Anyway, no matter. I am determined to keep up with my training (more on that in a second) and in order to do so it means I must brave the elements. So, dressed head to toe in my Icebreaker Merino Wool I set out this morning at 6:15 in 20 degree weather with Amber and Lisa, who are just as dedicated or crazy, depending on whom you ask of course, to run 4 miles.
I am still unsure of what to wear in cold weather because it can be such a delicate balance. Yes, it is freezing outside, but a mile or so into a run and I am hot. I think I had a pretty good selection today, and I definitely think I made the right decision to buy a wool base layer to go under my existing workout clothes. LAYERS PEOPLE! LAYERS!
We decided to run a "warm up" mile and then pick our pace up to (hopefully) around 10:30 a mile for the final three. Yeah...about that...we hung right around 11:45/mile for the whole run. None of us could seem to really find our legs this morning. That, or they both were fine, but were too nice to leave cold, stiff knees me in their dust... Either way, I was happy to get another 4 miler under my belt before this training schedule kicks into high gear.
As for that training schedule I have decided to let my competitive juices (see previous post) push me and not regret or wonder later "what could have been". This means though that I do still need to have a loose grip on reality and my current physical fitness.
The ever-changing-and-evolving plan is to take each workout of the sub 2 hour RunnersWorld plan and attempt it.
One. Run. At. A. Time.
I realize that this plan is totally over my head, but I like that. I need to push and be pushed. I also really like that each run has some sort of mini goal within the run itself.
For example: Run 4 miles (10:30 pace) or 1 mile warm up 2 x 1 mile at 8:54, then 1 mile cool down. I like this better than just "run 4 miles" because my natural tendency usually is to run REALLY slow if I am not chasing something or someone.
The plan is 10 weeks long and we are at just under 12 weeks to go, so I have a week and a half to step it up a couple of notches...and miles. I will run each workout with the goal of matching what it asks for. I am assuming at this point I won't be able to do each one perfectly, but I am okay with that as long as I run as hard as I can each time. I will do each one as best and as hard as I can and then come race day I get what I get. If I am sub 2, then WOW! HOORAY FOR ME! If not? Then I am willing to bet whatever time I do get will be faster than if I don't push myself to keep up with something a little out of my league.
Four miles in the cold is not bad considering L is only four months old today.
Happy Running.
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
juiced.
No. I'm not talking Barry Bonds. And no. I'm not "supplementing". But, a friend of mine HAS riled me up...in a good way. You see, for those of you who REALLY know me, you know that I like to win. Seriously. I have been blessed with my Dad's competitiveness and although I believe I am a gracious loser, I prefer to never lose if I can help it. Ever.
So when one of my favorite running buddies (who is already very fit) mentioned that she has decided to run the half in PHX with the goal of breaking 2 hours...the competitive juices started to flow. Now, to be clear, I don't really want to beat her. I just want to match her stride for stride. :)
My goal for this has always been, "finish and don't die" and that continues to be the goal. But now, oh now, I so badly want to see if I can break 2 hours too. Can I do the training? Can I log those kinds of miles? Can I really run that fast??
Reality though is a harsh thing. And the reality that I am facing is that
1. I am still only 4 months post-partum
2. Less than that from being hospitalized with serious post surgical infections
3. and still carrying 20ish extra pounds.
So I run on. I don't know that a 9:09 pace for 13.1 miles is anywhere in the realm of possible for me right now. I actually don't even have much confidence in my ability to complete the required training (via Runners World magazine), much less the race itself at that pace.
In fact, honestly I would be THRILLED to run between 10:30-11:00/mile for race day. I know that a sub 2:00 is totally possible at some point, but probably just not this go round. But, the juices are flowing. My focus is narrowing. And for me, nothing motivates me more than winning, or in this case keeping pace. So thanks Running Buddy, I appreciate you unknowingly pushing me. I love it.
So when one of my favorite running buddies (who is already very fit) mentioned that she has decided to run the half in PHX with the goal of breaking 2 hours...the competitive juices started to flow. Now, to be clear, I don't really want to beat her. I just want to match her stride for stride. :)
My goal for this has always been, "finish and don't die" and that continues to be the goal. But now, oh now, I so badly want to see if I can break 2 hours too. Can I do the training? Can I log those kinds of miles? Can I really run that fast??
Reality though is a harsh thing. And the reality that I am facing is that
1. I am still only 4 months post-partum
2. Less than that from being hospitalized with serious post surgical infections
3. and still carrying 20ish extra pounds.
So I run on. I don't know that a 9:09 pace for 13.1 miles is anywhere in the realm of possible for me right now. I actually don't even have much confidence in my ability to complete the required training (via Runners World magazine), much less the race itself at that pace.
In fact, honestly I would be THRILLED to run between 10:30-11:00/mile for race day. I know that a sub 2:00 is totally possible at some point, but probably just not this go round. But, the juices are flowing. My focus is narrowing. And for me, nothing motivates me more than winning, or in this case keeping pace. So thanks Running Buddy, I appreciate you unknowingly pushing me. I love it.
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
stayin' the course and hitting my stride
Good morning running friends! Sorry for the absence. Life, as you know, sometimes dictates a faster pace than intended. I have had several posts floating around in my head the last several days, but no time to sit and write. And or course, now that I have a moment to myself at the computer, I cannot seem to string two cohesive sentences together. Let's blame L's recent changes in sleep patterns. Babies are always good for an excuse or two. :)
I have kept up with my running and have yet to miss a scheduled run. Friday will be the real test. John takes call at the hospital for a week beginning Friday morning at 9am, so instead of running the scheduled 4.5 miles Saturday morning, I plan to do it EARLY Friday morning. Like 6am early. Let's pray I can manage to drag myself out of bed and into the COLD dark morning.
I was asked about "hitting my stride" and what that really means and how do you do it. To be honest, as a newbie myself, the question caught me a little off guard. I googled the phrase "hitting your stride" and realized I think it is more of a saying than an actual technique. Sure, there are lots of books and articles and coaches more than willing to tell you that your stride is awful and they have the PERFECT solution for only $19.95 + shipping and handling. For me, hitting my stride is gutting out that first mile. It always seems to be the hardest. My body is shocked that I am out again, my knees slightly disagreeing with my decision. If I can have the mental fortitude to get thru that first mile and KEEP running, no matter how painfully slow it is, the second mile and any that follow seem to get...well not always easier, but...more rhythmic perhaps. I "find my stride". I settle in, my body resigns itself to the fact that I have made the mental decision to NOT QUIT. I can start to think about other things or nothing at all.
Which brings me to something else I want to mention in this mush-pile of a post. Running has been a wonderful mental break from the joys of mommyhood. I've only run with my ipod once. Luckily, I have been blessed to be joined by friends almost every run and we can chat some, but I have relished the quiet. To just focus on my breathing and to hear nothing but the sound of my feet striking the trail with the occasional conversation has been amazing and wonderful. (Thanks girls, you know who you are)
I will say that I am really really enjoying this more than I anticipated. I just sort of assumed a high level of misery would accompany each run. Don't get me wrong. Sometimes it DOES hurt, but the feeling of almost euphoric high post run is mildly addicting. Running, as it turns out, is much more a mental exercise than I ever realized. I am relishing the challenges I face each time I step out the door.
My clever sister (who loathes exercise as a general rule, and prefers to keep a closer watch on her diet than to have to intentionally sweat) and I were texting yesterday, as usual, and I guess I began to wax poetic about my so called runners high. She responded with this and I thought it was hilarious.
"I sometimes have to sit through a really boring speech or a terrible song, but I always clap at the end. Not so much, because I enjoyed it, but because I am so glad it's over. I'm pretty sure that is what your body is doing at the end of your runs."
Ha! I thought that was too funny, and maybe it's true. It doesn't matter either way to me. I'm stayin' the course and I am starting to hit my stride.
I have kept up with my running and have yet to miss a scheduled run. Friday will be the real test. John takes call at the hospital for a week beginning Friday morning at 9am, so instead of running the scheduled 4.5 miles Saturday morning, I plan to do it EARLY Friday morning. Like 6am early. Let's pray I can manage to drag myself out of bed and into the COLD dark morning.
I was asked about "hitting my stride" and what that really means and how do you do it. To be honest, as a newbie myself, the question caught me a little off guard. I googled the phrase "hitting your stride" and realized I think it is more of a saying than an actual technique. Sure, there are lots of books and articles and coaches more than willing to tell you that your stride is awful and they have the PERFECT solution for only $19.95 + shipping and handling. For me, hitting my stride is gutting out that first mile. It always seems to be the hardest. My body is shocked that I am out again, my knees slightly disagreeing with my decision. If I can have the mental fortitude to get thru that first mile and KEEP running, no matter how painfully slow it is, the second mile and any that follow seem to get...well not always easier, but...more rhythmic perhaps. I "find my stride". I settle in, my body resigns itself to the fact that I have made the mental decision to NOT QUIT. I can start to think about other things or nothing at all.
Which brings me to something else I want to mention in this mush-pile of a post. Running has been a wonderful mental break from the joys of mommyhood. I've only run with my ipod once. Luckily, I have been blessed to be joined by friends almost every run and we can chat some, but I have relished the quiet. To just focus on my breathing and to hear nothing but the sound of my feet striking the trail with the occasional conversation has been amazing and wonderful. (Thanks girls, you know who you are)
I will say that I am really really enjoying this more than I anticipated. I just sort of assumed a high level of misery would accompany each run. Don't get me wrong. Sometimes it DOES hurt, but the feeling of almost euphoric high post run is mildly addicting. Running, as it turns out, is much more a mental exercise than I ever realized. I am relishing the challenges I face each time I step out the door.
My clever sister (who loathes exercise as a general rule, and prefers to keep a closer watch on her diet than to have to intentionally sweat) and I were texting yesterday, as usual, and I guess I began to wax poetic about my so called runners high. She responded with this and I thought it was hilarious.
"I sometimes have to sit through a really boring speech or a terrible song, but I always clap at the end. Not so much, because I enjoyed it, but because I am so glad it's over. I'm pretty sure that is what your body is doing at the end of your runs."
Ha! I thought that was too funny, and maybe it's true. It doesn't matter either way to me. I'm stayin' the course and I am starting to hit my stride.
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
declaration of war
Dear Muffin Top,
Let's be honest. I hate you. In fact, "loathe" would be accurate.
I am tired of staring at you billow over my pants, smirking at me with your fluffy rolls. You ruin once cute shirts with no regard for decency.
No. Don't try and defend yourself with "child bearing" and other such excuses.
The time has come. You must go. I declare war on you. You have hung around my midsection for far too long.
I will fight you with ceaseless energy. I will laugh as you shrink and finally disappear.
I will fight you with every step I run. I will battle you at every meal!
Consider this your warning o' muffin top. You have enjoyed your last squishy day. Our relationship has long been strained, it was bound to come to this. Good riddance!
Regards,
mb
Let's be honest. I hate you. In fact, "loathe" would be accurate.
I am tired of staring at you billow over my pants, smirking at me with your fluffy rolls. You ruin once cute shirts with no regard for decency.
No. Don't try and defend yourself with "child bearing" and other such excuses.
The time has come. You must go. I declare war on you. You have hung around my midsection for far too long.
I will fight you with ceaseless energy. I will laugh as you shrink and finally disappear.
I will fight you with every step I run. I will battle you at every meal!
Consider this your warning o' muffin top. You have enjoyed your last squishy day. Our relationship has long been strained, it was bound to come to this. Good riddance!
Regards,
mb
Monday, October 4, 2010
an accidental experiment
So last week, as I began "training", I knew I would need to really tighten up my diet. I knew that not only do I need to lose some weight to make things easier on my joints and for the health benefits, but I also need to eat with fueling my next run always in mind.
Thus began an accidental experiment.
Monday thru Friday I ate every meal with running in mind. Should I eat a cookie? Probably won't help my run... Should I drink a glass of wine? Probably will dehydrate me a little too much.
You get the idea. Now, I wasn't perfect. I did have a beer or two over the course of the week, but for the most part I kept things very tight. I watched my portions and kept a journal of everything I ate. To my amazement, weight was FALLING off and I felt great for all of my runs!
Then the weekend hit. GAH!
This wasn't just any weekend, either. Nope. It was OU/tx weekend! I dutifully turned down my husbands offer to go pick up pizzas and instead made homemade whole wheat pizzas. I even loaded mine with an assortment of veggies and light on the cheese. I had a hard time with portions though...and the ice cold Summer Ale staring at me from the refrigerator. I ended up having pizza for lunch AND dinner and a total of 2 beers That was Saturday.
Sunday. On Sunday I took Addison to Flagstaff to run errands and grocery shop. Epic Diet Failure. I'm talking hot wings, beer (she had mini corn dogs and milk, thank you very much) and ICE CREAM. Sweet, sweet ice cream... We had a blast and it was totally worth it.
So here is where the experiment came in. I looked back over my journal for the week and realized that I had not eaten hardly ANY animal products all week. At. ALL. I had meat twice, milk twice and NO CHEESE. I also did not eat much that came in a package. I ate strictly whole foods with the exception of whole wheat English Muffins and of course the aforementioned beer. I didn't drink any pop, not even diet. I had black tea every morning and iced tea at lunch. (Hey, a Mommy has to have caffeine!) Well, until the weekend. The only reason I even THOUGHT to look back over it was that all day Saturday and Sunday I felt like poo. During the week I felt light and fit and energetic. This weekend? Slow, heavy, sluggish.
Now, back the vegan bus up. I don't plan on forgoing animal products all together. However, I do think there is a correlation and that I need to keep meat and other products (particularly cheese) to a minimum. I think a plant based diet is probably the way to go, with as little processed food as possible and as little added sugar as well. And before you jump on my back about a lack of protein, I had black beans and whole wheat cous cous pretty much every day last week. (I made a big batch on Monday and just reheated it for lunch each day)
I'm sharing this info with you for two reasons:
1. Have any of you experienced the same? Or PLEASE give it a try and tell me if you have the same results
2. I think keeping a training journal is very important. I write down EVERYTHING that I consume and also make note of any workouts, how I feel that day and anything else I think might be important to remember later
Let me be clear. This wasn't and isn't easy. Especially today, trying to get back on the wagon. But, I'm trying. Trying to make the wisest choice I can with the goal of running 13.1 miles. That keeps me focused. I ended up gaining half the weight I had lost over the week back, but still came in at a deficit! YAY!! It scares me a little to realize how addictive food products are. Intentionally so.
Thus began an accidental experiment.
Monday thru Friday I ate every meal with running in mind. Should I eat a cookie? Probably won't help my run... Should I drink a glass of wine? Probably will dehydrate me a little too much.
You get the idea. Now, I wasn't perfect. I did have a beer or two over the course of the week, but for the most part I kept things very tight. I watched my portions and kept a journal of everything I ate. To my amazement, weight was FALLING off and I felt great for all of my runs!
Then the weekend hit. GAH!
This wasn't just any weekend, either. Nope. It was OU/tx weekend! I dutifully turned down my husbands offer to go pick up pizzas and instead made homemade whole wheat pizzas. I even loaded mine with an assortment of veggies and light on the cheese. I had a hard time with portions though...and the ice cold Summer Ale staring at me from the refrigerator. I ended up having pizza for lunch AND dinner and a total of 2 beers That was Saturday.
Sunday. On Sunday I took Addison to Flagstaff to run errands and grocery shop. Epic Diet Failure. I'm talking hot wings, beer (she had mini corn dogs and milk, thank you very much) and ICE CREAM. Sweet, sweet ice cream... We had a blast and it was totally worth it.
So here is where the experiment came in. I looked back over my journal for the week and realized that I had not eaten hardly ANY animal products all week. At. ALL. I had meat twice, milk twice and NO CHEESE. I also did not eat much that came in a package. I ate strictly whole foods with the exception of whole wheat English Muffins and of course the aforementioned beer. I didn't drink any pop, not even diet. I had black tea every morning and iced tea at lunch. (Hey, a Mommy has to have caffeine!) Well, until the weekend. The only reason I even THOUGHT to look back over it was that all day Saturday and Sunday I felt like poo. During the week I felt light and fit and energetic. This weekend? Slow, heavy, sluggish.
Now, back the vegan bus up. I don't plan on forgoing animal products all together. However, I do think there is a correlation and that I need to keep meat and other products (particularly cheese) to a minimum. I think a plant based diet is probably the way to go, with as little processed food as possible and as little added sugar as well. And before you jump on my back about a lack of protein, I had black beans and whole wheat cous cous pretty much every day last week. (I made a big batch on Monday and just reheated it for lunch each day)
I'm sharing this info with you for two reasons:
1. Have any of you experienced the same? Or PLEASE give it a try and tell me if you have the same results
2. I think keeping a training journal is very important. I write down EVERYTHING that I consume and also make note of any workouts, how I feel that day and anything else I think might be important to remember later
Let me be clear. This wasn't and isn't easy. Especially today, trying to get back on the wagon. But, I'm trying. Trying to make the wisest choice I can with the goal of running 13.1 miles. That keeps me focused. I ended up gaining half the weight I had lost over the week back, but still came in at a deficit! YAY!! It scares me a little to realize how addictive food products are. Intentionally so.
Thursday, September 30, 2010
one to remember
This evening two friends who live here on the compound and I set out to run 3 miles. And you know what happened?? I DID IT. I ran 3 miles without walking and without stopping. This may not seem like too big of a deal, but it was only 3 short months ago that I had my second c-section and then a few weeks after that, that I spent another week in the hospital fighting an internal infection. So, yes. For me. This is a big deal.
Now before you start thinking I should turn pro (HA!) please know that my two friends were approximately 40 feet ahead of me most of the time and I was running 12-13 minute miles. But tonight, that doesn't matter. Tonight, I accomplished a small goal in the journey towards my big goal of 13.1 miles in a little over 14 weeks. I wanted so badly to look at the data and see exactly what I ran tonight, but I ended up losing all the data when my computer screwed up, but I don't think I will be forgetting this run anytime soon. No, tonight was one I'm proud of. Tonight, was one of those nights that can start a running habit. :)
So, yeah. I'm pumped. And proud. And TIRED! Good night!
Now before you start thinking I should turn pro (HA!) please know that my two friends were approximately 40 feet ahead of me most of the time and I was running 12-13 minute miles. But tonight, that doesn't matter. Tonight, I accomplished a small goal in the journey towards my big goal of 13.1 miles in a little over 14 weeks. I wanted so badly to look at the data and see exactly what I ran tonight, but I ended up losing all the data when my computer screwed up, but I don't think I will be forgetting this run anytime soon. No, tonight was one I'm proud of. Tonight, was one of those nights that can start a running habit. :)
So, yeah. I'm pumped. And proud. And TIRED! Good night!
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
training program
I have had several inquiries about the training program I am using to prepare so I thought I would just post it here. I am actually using the program that my folks used to prepare for their marathon, only I am cutting the mileage in half. If any of you experienced runners look at this and see a major problem with this strategy please leave a comment letting me know. I told my friend yesterday, after all, that my number one goal is still "DON'T DIE". :)
(FYI I am on week 1, tomorrow will be run number 2 for 3 miles)
So here it is. Please to enjoy:
Week 1: 2 3 3.5
Week 2: 2 3 4
Week 3: 2 3 4.5
Week 4: 2 2 3
Week 5: 2.5 3.5 5
Week 6: 2.5 3.5 6
Week:7 2.5 4 6
Week 8: 2.5 4 7
Week 9: 2.5 2 2.5
Week 10: 2.5 4.5 8
Week 11: 2.5 4.5 9
Week 12: 2.5 5 10
Week 13: 2.5 5 5
Week 14: 1.5 2.5 2.5
Week 15: 1.5 1.5 RACE DAY!!!
(FYI I am on week 1, tomorrow will be run number 2 for 3 miles)
So here it is. Please to enjoy:
Week 1: 2 3 3.5
Week 2: 2 3 4
Week 3: 2 3 4.5
Week 4: 2 2 3
Week 5: 2.5 3.5 5
Week 6: 2.5 3.5 6
Week:7 2.5 4 6
Week 8: 2.5 4 7
Week 9: 2.5 2 2.5
Week 10: 2.5 4.5 8
Week 11: 2.5 4.5 9
Week 12: 2.5 5 10
Week 13: 2.5 5 5
Week 14: 1.5 2.5 2.5
Week 15: 1.5 1.5 RACE DAY!!!
2 miles and a smile
Yesterday evening my friend, her dog and I ran two miles around the inside of compound. We went at a very slow pace, partly to accommodate the pup (who was hit by a car a few weeks back) and partly just to slow down. I have to admit, I was chomping at the bit and if it weren't for Amber and Cali I would have gone out a lot faster. But you know what? The pace was just right. It was comfortable to talk and I felt strong. I came back on a total high. I don't think you can get a runner's high from such a short distance, but man did I feel good after. I am nervous and excited about tomorrow (Thursday) when I have 3 miles on the schedule for the FIRST time.
Anyway, I also got to use the new toy I bought with all of my birthday money! It is a Garmin Forerunner 110 and it is simple and perfect for what I want and need. Below, find the link to the map and info about our run! How cool is that?!? Oh, and if you notice, the third "lap" that was .38 miles and 30 some minutes?? Yeah...I didn't turn the watch off correctly so it sat on the coffee table recording away! Ha!! But, the first two "laps" or miles are accurate!
Have a wonderful day friends!
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
changes
Whew. What a trip. It was fun and challenging and all around wonderful. I have great family and friends. With that said let's get down to the important stuff. Running. I ran a grand total of ONCE while on vacation. (boo.) I did power walk 4 miles one morning with one of my closest friends and I think I would have been better off jogging next to her. That woman walks faster with less effort than anyone I have ever known. Although I shouldn't be surprised that Miss Penny has all the answers AND is a fast walker! :)
I won't get into the details but let's just say I didn't run anywhere except to the bathroom for several days, but all is well now.
Let's talk Vegas.
My dear friend, whom started me on this little journey, is going through a bunch of rather large changes in her life and will not be able to travel in December. Not only was it beginning to look a little iffy as to whether I would be ready or not, I just don't want to go to Las Vegas for the FIRST time by myself. Really though, it has more to do with my utter lack of training to this point.
SO......
As part of the same Rock n Roll Marathon series there is going to be a half marathon in Phoenix on January 16, 2011. This buys me a whole other month AND Phoenix is only 5 hours away AND the Hubs and kids are going to come AND a (different) very dear friend called me today and said she is going to train to run the race also!! I will be registering for the race THIS WEEK.
I am so excited and honestly feel more at peace about the whole thing. L turned 3 months old today and to be perfectly honest, in just the past couple of days, have I felt COMPLETELY healed from my c-section and the infectious/disasterous aftermath to the point where I feel comfortable lifting weights and really exerting myself. I feel "normal" again...fat, but "normal".
So as of yesterday (technically) I am "in training"! Today is my first scheduled run and the distance is 2 miles. I will run this evening when John gets home from work. Yesterday I did 25 minutes or so of one of the P90X DVDs before L woke up from his nap. Let me just say that I am SO GLAD he cut yesterdays workout short!! I seriously doubt I would have been able to carry that little chunk around today if I would have done the whole thing!! I have quite a ways to go to get back to where I want to be, but boy am I happy to be headed down that road.
I have decided to cut my parent's FULL marathon training program in half mileage wise. (ex. if I the program calls for a 6 mile run, I will run 3) I like that the program only calls for 3 runs a week and I will cross train 2-3 other days and have 1-2 full rest days each week. Speaking of my parents PLEASE pray for them this week and especially on SUNDAY when they run their first FULL MARATHON!!! They are awesome. Truly. Awesome. I couldn't be more proud of them.
So. Who wants to run Phoenix?? I know a couple of you have been thinking about it! Do it! Challenge yourself. Exceed what you thought you were capable of! I know that's my goal!!
mb
I won't get into the details but let's just say I didn't run anywhere except to the bathroom for several days, but all is well now.
Let's talk Vegas.
My dear friend, whom started me on this little journey, is going through a bunch of rather large changes in her life and will not be able to travel in December. Not only was it beginning to look a little iffy as to whether I would be ready or not, I just don't want to go to Las Vegas for the FIRST time by myself. Really though, it has more to do with my utter lack of training to this point.
SO......
As part of the same Rock n Roll Marathon series there is going to be a half marathon in Phoenix on January 16, 2011. This buys me a whole other month AND Phoenix is only 5 hours away AND the Hubs and kids are going to come AND a (different) very dear friend called me today and said she is going to train to run the race also!! I will be registering for the race THIS WEEK.
I am so excited and honestly feel more at peace about the whole thing. L turned 3 months old today and to be perfectly honest, in just the past couple of days, have I felt COMPLETELY healed from my c-section and the infectious/disasterous aftermath to the point where I feel comfortable lifting weights and really exerting myself. I feel "normal" again...fat, but "normal".
So as of yesterday (technically) I am "in training"! Today is my first scheduled run and the distance is 2 miles. I will run this evening when John gets home from work. Yesterday I did 25 minutes or so of one of the P90X DVDs before L woke up from his nap. Let me just say that I am SO GLAD he cut yesterdays workout short!! I seriously doubt I would have been able to carry that little chunk around today if I would have done the whole thing!! I have quite a ways to go to get back to where I want to be, but boy am I happy to be headed down that road.
I have decided to cut my parent's FULL marathon training program in half mileage wise. (ex. if I the program calls for a 6 mile run, I will run 3) I like that the program only calls for 3 runs a week and I will cross train 2-3 other days and have 1-2 full rest days each week. Speaking of my parents PLEASE pray for them this week and especially on SUNDAY when they run their first FULL MARATHON!!! They are awesome. Truly. Awesome. I couldn't be more proud of them.
So. Who wants to run Phoenix?? I know a couple of you have been thinking about it! Do it! Challenge yourself. Exceed what you thought you were capable of! I know that's my goal!!
mb
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
vacation so far and shout outs
Hello friends! The kids and I have been having a wonderful time here in Minnesota, with the notable exception that we all miss Daddy.
I hopped on the treadmill yesterday for the first time and "ran" (try slow trot) 2 miles. I felt heavy and stiff but my lungs thoroughly enjoyed NOT being at altitude. My back and hamstring is also feeling much better after my 90 minute deep tissue massage. Worth. Every. Penny. Poor lady recommended that I come back a few more times to really try and loosen up my back...Ha. I wish. I think the commute from the Rez is a little too far, even for me.
Hopefully I will get to run at least 2 more times before we take off for Oklahoma on Saturday. Also, I think it bears mentioning that I am looking into some logistical problems relating to the Las Vegas Half. Never fear! I have already found out that there is another Half one month later in Phoenix! I will update you as soon as I can talk to the Hubs and we can decide what is most practical and possible for our family.
SHOUT OUTS!
My folks continue on their training plan to run their FIRST MARATHON on October 3rd! I am so proud and inspired. As I write Lita (what Addison calls her grandma) is out on a 10 mile run! GO LITA!!
Also, I need to give a very special shout out to my dear friend Heather who just ran her second 5K this weekend! (Her first was with me...in the RAIN) She did AMAZING, even placing 2nd in her age division! Way to go Heather!! I wish we still lived close to one another to be running buddies!!
Until we meet again. Keep running the good race.
I hopped on the treadmill yesterday for the first time and "ran" (try slow trot) 2 miles. I felt heavy and stiff but my lungs thoroughly enjoyed NOT being at altitude. My back and hamstring is also feeling much better after my 90 minute deep tissue massage. Worth. Every. Penny. Poor lady recommended that I come back a few more times to really try and loosen up my back...Ha. I wish. I think the commute from the Rez is a little too far, even for me.
Hopefully I will get to run at least 2 more times before we take off for Oklahoma on Saturday. Also, I think it bears mentioning that I am looking into some logistical problems relating to the Las Vegas Half. Never fear! I have already found out that there is another Half one month later in Phoenix! I will update you as soon as I can talk to the Hubs and we can decide what is most practical and possible for our family.
SHOUT OUTS!
My folks continue on their training plan to run their FIRST MARATHON on October 3rd! I am so proud and inspired. As I write Lita (what Addison calls her grandma) is out on a 10 mile run! GO LITA!!
Also, I need to give a very special shout out to my dear friend Heather who just ran her second 5K this weekend! (Her first was with me...in the RAIN) She did AMAZING, even placing 2nd in her age division! Way to go Heather!! I wish we still lived close to one another to be running buddies!!
Until we meet again. Keep running the good race.
Friday, September 10, 2010
roller coaster
Good morning friends! We are headed out today on a two week long adventure! Today we all head to Albuquerque, tomorrow, the kids and I fly to Minneapolis to visit my folks for the week, and then NEXT Saturday we will fly from Minneapolis to TULSA where we will meet up with the Hubs and then spend a wonderful week with friends in Owasso! (that was quite the run-on sentence, yikes)
So I didn't run yesterday, or this morning. Nope. I have a myriad of excuses to offer, but I won't. I have been busy with being a mommy and trying to pack. Also, last night kicked off the NFL season and we went to a watch party at our neighbor's house (read beer and wings and see previous Oreo post). So running just didn't happen. I am packing running clothes though and will be running on our adventure. I will post again in a few days, once I am settled in MN and have internet access.
Have a wonderful weekend and wish me luck as I fly alone with a 3 year old and a 2 month old!!
mb
So I didn't run yesterday, or this morning. Nope. I have a myriad of excuses to offer, but I won't. I have been busy with being a mommy and trying to pack. Also, last night kicked off the NFL season and we went to a watch party at our neighbor's house (read beer and wings and see previous Oreo post). So running just didn't happen. I am packing running clothes though and will be running on our adventure. I will post again in a few days, once I am settled in MN and have internet access.
Have a wonderful weekend and wish me luck as I fly alone with a 3 year old and a 2 month old!!
mb
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
molasses with a side of awesomeness
Molasses. My official speed.
The goal for today was to actually propel myself 2 full miles. I set out on my usual path contemplating the impending "weeds of death" a quarter mile ahead. I passed the weeds well on the OTHER side of the street and kept moving. My throat stayed blissfully open and although my nose is VERY itchy now, no current signs of another asthma attack! Physically, today, I felt sluggish, but nothing hurt.
I ran the first full mile then walked for about 3 minutes. Big mistake. I should have gutted out at least another half mile.
Woulda. Coulda. Shoulda.
I ended up walking a rather large portion of the second mile, BUT I did it. I went 2 miles. Over all I averaged 12:06/mile. Say it with me. MO-LAS-SES. I am kicking myself for not having the mental toughness to keep going, but at the same time I am content that I completed the distance I set out to complete.
SIDE BAR OF AWESOMENESS:
I am so OVER maternity clothes. Seriously. I want to put on my OWN clothes, and not just any of my clothes my SKINNY clothes. AND I want them to comfortably fit! Sheesh! I am demanding! :)
Sigh....... I am making progress though! I was able to put on AND wear (outside the house) some of my regular running shorts! I don't dare even LOOK at my super cute, favorite Nike running shorts though. Nope, not for another 10 pounds. But, I am more than happy to wear the functional ones from Target!!
The goal for today was to actually propel myself 2 full miles. I set out on my usual path contemplating the impending "weeds of death" a quarter mile ahead. I passed the weeds well on the OTHER side of the street and kept moving. My throat stayed blissfully open and although my nose is VERY itchy now, no current signs of another asthma attack! Physically, today, I felt sluggish, but nothing hurt.
I ran the first full mile then walked for about 3 minutes. Big mistake. I should have gutted out at least another half mile.
Woulda. Coulda. Shoulda.
I ended up walking a rather large portion of the second mile, BUT I did it. I went 2 miles. Over all I averaged 12:06/mile. Say it with me. MO-LAS-SES. I am kicking myself for not having the mental toughness to keep going, but at the same time I am content that I completed the distance I set out to complete.
SIDE BAR OF AWESOMENESS:
I am so OVER maternity clothes. Seriously. I want to put on my OWN clothes, and not just any of my clothes my SKINNY clothes. AND I want them to comfortably fit! Sheesh! I am demanding! :)
Sigh....... I am making progress though! I was able to put on AND wear (outside the house) some of my regular running shorts! I don't dare even LOOK at my super cute, favorite Nike running shorts though. Nope, not for another 10 pounds. But, I am more than happy to wear the functional ones from Target!!
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
love me some oreos
If I am really going to will myself across 13.1 miles under my own power then I should probably put the Double Stuff Oreos down (that's for you, Alyson). So since today is a rest day I thought I would talk about my ideal nutrition plan. Please note, in the previous sentence, the very intentional use of the word IDEAL. I am no expert. I don't have all the answers. I do know that I need to be smarter and not do anything crazy.
Enter The Eat Clean Diet. Originally a book written by Tosca Reno, there is a online whole community of people following this diet (which, by the way, is a bit misleading. It is really more of a lifestyle change). I love the simple, no nonsense principles and the fact that it isn't rocket science. It is information that we have all likely heard before, but don't exactly follow. For example EAT MORE VEGETABLES and less Ding Dongs. Food companies are in business to MAKE $$$, so keep that in mind when shopping. Marketing and branding are very powerful tools.
In general, I really like it. I also am no where near perfect at it. I try and eat more often and in SMALLER portions. I am trying to limit my added sugar intake to as little as possible (insert me sipping my Diet Coke, seriously). Really, it's all about making better choices as often as possible and trying to help myself out while maintaining a balanced life. If I want to perform at an optimal level (i.e. NOT die while trying to run 13.1 miles) then I need to typically have better fuel than wings and beer. And, let's be honest. I have 25 pounds of extra weight I am carrying around and eating a little healthier and losing those lbs would be beneficial for lots of reasons. In fact, I would be willing to bet that running will be a whole heck of a lot easier 25 pounds lighter......
Check out the website, particularly the online community called The Kitchen Table. Almost daily you can read incredible stories of people losing tons of weight and changing their lives for the better.
I am off to stretch and then sleep, (if Baby L allows) tomorrow I hit the pavement!
Enter The Eat Clean Diet. Originally a book written by Tosca Reno, there is a online whole community of people following this diet (which, by the way, is a bit misleading. It is really more of a lifestyle change). I love the simple, no nonsense principles and the fact that it isn't rocket science. It is information that we have all likely heard before, but don't exactly follow. For example EAT MORE VEGETABLES and less Ding Dongs. Food companies are in business to MAKE $$$, so keep that in mind when shopping. Marketing and branding are very powerful tools.
In general, I really like it. I also am no where near perfect at it. I try and eat more often and in SMALLER portions. I am trying to limit my added sugar intake to as little as possible (insert me sipping my Diet Coke, seriously). Really, it's all about making better choices as often as possible and trying to help myself out while maintaining a balanced life. If I want to perform at an optimal level (i.e. NOT die while trying to run 13.1 miles) then I need to typically have better fuel than wings and beer. And, let's be honest. I have 25 pounds of extra weight I am carrying around and eating a little healthier and losing those lbs would be beneficial for lots of reasons. In fact, I would be willing to bet that running will be a whole heck of a lot easier 25 pounds lighter......
Check out the website, particularly the online community called The Kitchen Table. Almost daily you can read incredible stories of people losing tons of weight and changing their lives for the better.
I am off to stretch and then sleep, (if Baby L allows) tomorrow I hit the pavement!
revenge of the allergies
As of this week, race day is 13 weeks away. It's time to get rolling...errr running! After several discussions with my Dad, who is less than a month away from completing his first FULL MARATHON, I have decided to try and use the next couple of weeks to ramp up my miles and get my body readjusted to exerting itself and then at 9 weeks out I am going to start an official training program. (I will try and figure out how to link to it, check back soon)
So yesterday evening, when the Hubs came home from work, I laced up the Nike's, strapped on my iPod and Nike+ sensor (more on that another time) and headed out the door. The plan for this run was to cover 2 full miles, even if I had to walk a bit. I really need to get used to covering longer distances.
I set off down the street, content to circle the hospital compound, determined to cover the miles, no matter how slow. Then, probably less than a quarter mile in, it happened. Apparently hospital maintenance had mowed down some rather large weeds along the road and then left them dead on the side of the street. I hardly noticed. I was starting to find a rhythm, albeit a VERY slow 10:42/mile one. As I passed the half mile mark I did a mental rundown of how I was feeling physically.
"Legs? Good.
Knees? No pain.
C-section incision? Seemingly still intact, no vital organs dangling.
Lungs? Doing alright, don't kid yourself MB, you're barely moving faster than a walk.
Throat. Throat?? My...gasp...throat...ack...gasp...is swelling shut?? No, can't be. Doesn't make sense? What is going on? Gasp. Keep going, maybe you are dehydrated? Gasp! No, have consumed mass amounts of water today...at least 2 liters already. Gasp!
Come on Nike+ lady who yells in my ear how far and how slow I'm going! Hasn't it been 2 miles, GASP, yet?!?"
"Half way there. One mile left." says the arrogant Nike+ lady over Garth. She's lucky she has good news, you don't interrupt Garth...
"Yip...gasp...eee!"
I slow to a walk and decide to take a 3 minute walk break to try and catch my breath, even though my lungs at this point are okay. Then, my nose begins to itch, my eyes begin to sting, my lungs tighten up, my throat is still threatening mutiny. 3 minutes come and go. No improvement. I turn towards home. So much for 2 miles. I am being assailed by allergies from hell. I spent most of the rest of the night itching my face, blowing my nose and sneezing in multiples of 6. That's with Benadryl on board!! I have a small asthma attack and am, as of this morning, still wheezing. I think I may have to go see a doc so I can obtain a rescue inhaler.
Day 1 down. Sort of. At least I felt good until the allergies hit.
Total mileage: 1.42
Until tomorrow.
So yesterday evening, when the Hubs came home from work, I laced up the Nike's, strapped on my iPod and Nike+ sensor (more on that another time) and headed out the door. The plan for this run was to cover 2 full miles, even if I had to walk a bit. I really need to get used to covering longer distances.
I set off down the street, content to circle the hospital compound, determined to cover the miles, no matter how slow. Then, probably less than a quarter mile in, it happened. Apparently hospital maintenance had mowed down some rather large weeds along the road and then left them dead on the side of the street. I hardly noticed. I was starting to find a rhythm, albeit a VERY slow 10:42/mile one. As I passed the half mile mark I did a mental rundown of how I was feeling physically.
"Legs? Good.
Knees? No pain.
C-section incision? Seemingly still intact, no vital organs dangling.
Lungs? Doing alright, don't kid yourself MB, you're barely moving faster than a walk.
Throat. Throat?? My...gasp...throat...ack...gasp...is swelling shut?? No, can't be. Doesn't make sense? What is going on? Gasp. Keep going, maybe you are dehydrated? Gasp! No, have consumed mass amounts of water today...at least 2 liters already. Gasp!
Come on Nike+ lady who yells in my ear how far and how slow I'm going! Hasn't it been 2 miles, GASP, yet?!?"
"Half way there. One mile left." says the arrogant Nike+ lady over Garth. She's lucky she has good news, you don't interrupt Garth...
"Yip...gasp...eee!"
I slow to a walk and decide to take a 3 minute walk break to try and catch my breath, even though my lungs at this point are okay. Then, my nose begins to itch, my eyes begin to sting, my lungs tighten up, my throat is still threatening mutiny. 3 minutes come and go. No improvement. I turn towards home. So much for 2 miles. I am being assailed by allergies from hell. I spent most of the rest of the night itching my face, blowing my nose and sneezing in multiples of 6. That's with Benadryl on board!! I have a small asthma attack and am, as of this morning, still wheezing. I think I may have to go see a doc so I can obtain a rescue inhaler.
Day 1 down. Sort of. At least I felt good until the allergies hit.
Total mileage: 1.42
Until tomorrow.
welcome
Thanks for stopping by. I'm glad you are going to follow along as I try and get into shape to run the Rock 'n Roll Las Vegas Half Marathon on December 5, 2010. My first attempt at any distance longer than a 5K!
I used to be an athlete...now I'm a mommy to two (3 years and 2 months) with aspirations of athletic glory! :) Ok, well maybe I just want to accomplish something that, right this second, seems almost impossible and lose the baby weight I am lugging around.
So here, on this blog, you will find my journey. The miles covered, the diets followed and blown, and so on and so forth. I hope that this space serves a couple of purposes. I want to have a place to log the miles and the training. To be able to look back and see what is and what isn't working. I'd like to also share with you a glimpse into a regular girl's journey from post pregnancy/surgery body to lean and fit (hopefully). So sit back and enjoy. Or better yet, put on your shoes and start running with me!
mb
I used to be an athlete...now I'm a mommy to two (3 years and 2 months) with aspirations of athletic glory! :) Ok, well maybe I just want to accomplish something that, right this second, seems almost impossible and lose the baby weight I am lugging around.
So here, on this blog, you will find my journey. The miles covered, the diets followed and blown, and so on and so forth. I hope that this space serves a couple of purposes. I want to have a place to log the miles and the training. To be able to look back and see what is and what isn't working. I'd like to also share with you a glimpse into a regular girl's journey from post pregnancy/surgery body to lean and fit (hopefully). So sit back and enjoy. Or better yet, put on your shoes and start running with me!
mb
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