Tuesday, December 15, 2009
I feel like sometimes I forget why we are really putting ourselves through this. It’s hard not to get wrapped up in the miles and muscle aches. But it’s not about that. At all.
4 months ago someone from my Mom’s Group suggested that we attend a Team In Training informational meeting. I had heard of Team In Training but didn’t really know what it was. Our intention was to sign up as relay teams for the White Rock Marathon. Run 6 miles at the most. I was terrified to even think about running 6 miles. And I really didn’t think I would commit to it. But I went to the meeting anyway.
Monique Yarbrough got up to talk. I will never forget her speech. She told us the story of her son Griffin. Griffin was 2 when he was diagnosed with cancer. Neuroblastoma. He was 6 when he lost his battle with cancer. But he battled. And his parents battled. And he battled some more. This story, Mo’s story, Griffin’s story, made me commit. But I didn’t commit to the relay team. No, I committed to the half marathon. All I could think about was Grant and Maggie. Would I be this brave? Could I do marathon after marathon? Could I get up in front of a crowd of people I didn’t know and talk about the child I lost? I don’t know. But Mo could. And for that, I signed up.
When I got home I had a bit of buyers remorse. Ohh what had I gotten myself into? I had to raise how much money? I absolutely can not do this. But then the training began. And I learned more and more about LLS. Adine, Mo, and so many others shared their stories of cancer and it’s effect on their lives. I had no more remorse. My coaches. My mentors. They were all so wonderful. I was in this and I was going to do it.
And I did.
I don’t really even know where to start. There is so much to tell. I think it took me 4 hours to pack for an overnight stay. Seriously. Shorts. Pants. Shirt. Sports Bra. Fuel Belt. Gel. Water Bottles. Ibuprofen. Socks. Shoes. Gloves. Headband. And that’s just for the race!!! What about everything else? And the kids stuff? And Jeff’s stuff? AGHHHHHHHH! I got it all together and we headed to the convention center to pick up my packet, then to the hotel. That made it real. There was no turning back. Not that I would.
My alarm went off at 5:00am race day. I felt surprisingly rested and calm. I had placed all my gear and clothes out the night before so dressing was not a problem. I had a cup of coffee. Still calm. Stretched. Still calm. Went downstairs to catch the shuttle to the start. Still calm.
It took us 40 minutes to get to the start at American Airlines Center from our hotel. I was not quite as calm as I was before. It was 0.8 miles away. Yes, it took 40 minutes. In a shuttle that had no air. Or only heat. Was the driver playing a cruel joke? Did he just not know how to get there? I am not sure but we made it either way. Now it is about 7:00am. Race time in 1 hour. Getting calmer.
7:45am. Time to line up. I was in Group D. That’s pretty far back. Group A is the Elite Runners and the relay teams. Since most of my TNT buddies were signed up for relay, they all got to be apart of the start. I was so far back, I didn’t even hear the gun go off at 8:00am. Oh well. Still calm. 10 minutes later Dad and I crossed the starting line and we were off! And I was still calm.
It was so crowded. So so so crowded. 20,000 runners. I guess I never really thought about how crowded it was going to be. It was a little unnerving. Still calm though.
I felt great but everything else was starting to bother me. My fuel belt was driving me nuts. Why? I wear that belt every run and it never bothers me. My iPod (which I didn’t even have turned on) was making me crazy clipped to my shirt. I don’t know. I guess I was just super sensitive. It was weird. But still calm.
BUT I felt great. There were a lot of hills in the beginning but I still felt great. Nothing could stop me. Except the water stations maybe. They were so crowded. You couldn’t get to the water without a fight. It was crazy. And annoying. And unnerving. Like I said, I just wasn’t prepared for the crowd. I’m used to seeing my dad run in these races and he is never stuck in the crowd. Why? Because he is in Group A not Group D. Group A is fast. The crowds can’t catch them. They fly through the water stations with no problems. I don’t know, I just wasn’t ready for the crowds. Not quite as calm.
I took some gel at mile 6. I was getting tired and needed a boost. Plus the hills were catching up with me. I also thought I was going to see Jeff, Mom, and the kids then. They didn’t make it in time. I knew they were probably just stuck in traffic but I really needed to see someone I knew. THEN I saw Aunt D. She didn’t even see me! I saw her and SCREAMED…AUNT D!!!! I gave her a quick high five as I ran by. Then around the corner, there she was again. Ohhh I needed that! I was good for another couple of miles for sure.
By this time, I was no longer fighting the crowds at the water stops. I would keep running and Dad would get us water. He could easily catch back up with me. Hmmmm. That’s a bit unnerving in itself. Mile 9.5. Not feeling too bad. Just a little tired. THEN I see Jeff, Mom, and the kids!!!!! YAY!!!!!!! Jeff started running next to me! Ohhhhh it made me so happy. How many miles are left? 4? Yea, I got this.
Mile 11 – What was I thinking? I don’t have this at all. The course had taken us onto Katy Trail. Those of you from the area know that Katy Trail is narrow. And the crowds!!!! Have I complained about the crowds too much? Whatever. It sucked. I was tired. And there were people everywhere. Footsteps everywhere. At this point, I was honestly thinking I would never put myself through this again. And why did I do it in the first place? I was miserable.
Dad was still with me and that is what made me continue. I couldn’t let him down. Or myself.
I saw the 12 mile marker ahead. 12 miles! Oh thank God. I can do this. I picked up my pace. Only 1.1 miles to go. I can do this. And is that American Airlines Center up ahead? Hallelujah! It is.
When I crossed that finish line, ohhhh I have never been so happy. I did it. In 2 hours 21 minutes and 35 seconds. I wanted to break 2:15 but oh well. Next time.
I finally found my way back to the Team In Training tent. It was harder than you would think. First, the finish on Katy Trail was horrible (I wish White Rock would go back to it’s old course). The actual finish line was so small. And the crowds of runners were huge. I bet I lost 20 or more seconds just for that (and that’s not counting what time I probably lost because of the crowds on the course). And the spectators were not allowed anywhere near the finish. What’s up with that? And they split the men and women off to get their medals and finishers shirt so I lost Dad for a while. But other than that, IT WAS AWESOME!
The Day After
Ohhhh the day after. I actually woke up feeling pretty good. I had 2 toes (one on each foot) that were throbbing and black but that was nothing I hadn’t experienced before. I will probably loose them but they will grow back…eventually. My muscles seemed fine. Just a little sore. Yay me!
I went to work. 2 hours late but I made it. Still felt good. After about an hour of sitting at the computer, I wasn’t feeling so good anymore. I pretty much just sat there. I couldn’t get up. Every move hurt. And the bathroom! Sitting on the toilet was not an easy task. It’s so far down. So I just stopped drinking anything.
At about 8:00pm I was done. I couldn’t move at all. I asked myself again…WHY? Why did you put yourself through this? Are you a crazy women? Yes. Yes I am. But Running is for Crazy People, isn’t it?
Saturday, December 12, 2009
Oh well, it is what it is. I will finish.
I will finish.
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
I met the Team last night for our Tuesday night run. The last Tuesday night run. Sad. It was an easy and slow 2 miles. I don't want to do anything that might injure me in any way. I will do the same tonight.
Take it easy
Monday, December 7, 2009
Do not freak.
Friday, December 4, 2009
Monday, November 30, 2009
It's been too long since I updated. It's been a crazy couple of weeks so I will try to catch you up. I had a 12 mile run about 2 weeks ago that went pretty well. It was actually super easy. WHAT????? Did I just say that? Yes. Yes, I did. I ran 12 miles and it was super easy. Craziness. My shins were killing me by Sunday though. I'm sure it was because I did too much talking with my TEAMmates afterwards and not enough stretching. Me?! Noooo.
Last week (Thanksgiving week) I did not get all my miles in. I had so much going on with work, I just couldn't keep up. Plus we traveled to Oklahoma for Thanksgiving and it threw my schedule all off. I did run while I was there and it was COLD. Not Texas cold. Oklahoma cold. The same temp here wouldn't bother me a bit. Oh well, it probably prepared me for race day.
Speaking of race day...it's in less than 2 weeks! I'm not even freaked out anymore. Again, craziness.
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Happy! Happy! Joy! Joy! I ran with minimal pain on Tuesday. Woo Hoo! Now, don't get me wrong. It still hurt. But it is a tolerable hurt. I am a happy girl.
Does that mean all the bitchin and moanin I've been doing about physical therapy was unwarranted? Of course not. I totally deserve to bitch and moan. BUT I will admit that it is helping. That and the totally rockin new running shoes I got! They are rockin not because they look cool (because they do not) but because they feel so good. My PT insisted I go to Luke's Locker to get refitted for shoes. Apparently I was fitted incorrectly at Run On (I still love Run On so I don't want to knock them too bad. They were just wrong on this occasion). I have extremely flat feet, left being much flatter than the right, and I can not wear a neutral shoe. Which is exactly what I have been wearing.
Anyway, the flat arches and the wrong shoes are probably what caused this in the first place. Oh well. You live and learn. And I have learned. Maybe.
On to the run...5 miles. It was a slow 5 miles. I ran with Trinity, who runs intervals. It was really dark and I didn't have a partner that runs my pace. You guys know that I am not a fan of intervals but it wasn't so bad. I wanted to take it easy and this was a good way to do it. Plus it's nice to have the company. Unfortunately, she has been having ankle problems so it was a tough night for her.
Take it easy
Monday, November 16, 2009
Alright, so I compromised. I just ran 4 miles instead of 8. I had leg pain the entire time but it wasn't horrible. I could have done the 8 miles but I'm trying to follow the rules. The problem with the rules is that I'm doing what I'm supposed too and my legs STILL hurt. I know. I know. They are not going to feel better overnight. It's a long process. Blah Blah Blah. If they are going to hurt either way then I am going to run. That's it. If I keep going the way I am, then I'm going to loose my base and White Rock will be miserable anyway.
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Now that I know I can run the 13.1 miles, I am willing to compromise. Compromise being that I cut my miles in half for the next 2 weeks. That's fine. If it will make the pain go away, I will do that.
I'm not totally happy about it but I'm not really happy about the 3 (2 hour) physical therapy appointments this week either. Yep, that's right...2 hours long! Seriously, who has time for that? It's exhausting. And I swear I am sweating more in PT than I do when I'm out running. And if reducing my miles by 50% will get me out of PT sooner, then I'm all for it.
So, tonight I will run 2 miles instead of 4. Hopefully I will feel some progress and there will be less pain.
Just do what they say
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
So I started physical therapy Monday morning. And we all know how I feel about physical therapy. Well, I guess everyone doesn't know how I feel so for those who don't...I hate it.
But that's not totally true. I don't hate the therapy itself, I just hate what has to go with the therapy. This is my 6th time in physical therapy for some reason or another (actually all previous reasons have been for my pelvis but whatever) and it's exactly the same. It only works if you do what they tell you too outside of therapy, as many times a day as they tell you to, and exactly how they tell you to do it. And I know it seems ridiculous, but it's generally a lot of mundane stuff. And let's face it, I don't normally do what I'm supposed to.
Now, that being said...I am trying. I really am. I did my stupid stretches last night before bed. And I tried to do them all when I got up this morning. It's just frustrating. I went in for shin splints and now my pelvis is killing me. I knew this would happen. I had learned to block out that particular pain and now it's all I can think about. Come on.
And why am I getting shin splints that are not going away? Who knows? Could be I upped my mileage too quickly. Could be that I need more arch support. Could be that I am overcompensating for my pelvis. I am going to try to deal with each possible situation and see what happens.
I have to go back 2 more times this week. Yes, you read that right. 2 more times. After that, hopefully I can cut down to just twice a week until race day. And I am going to try to do what I am supposed to. I want my legs feeling better and I want to prevent this from happening in the future. We'll see.
Sunday, November 8, 2009
OK, most of you that know me well, know that I relate everything in my life to some 1980's movie or song. It's sad really but it's the truth. Soooo, all day Friday I couldn't get Invincible by Pat Benatar out of my head. I always assume that everyone else has the same obsessions that I do and know exactly what I'm talking about, but for those who don't, it's from The Legend of Billie Jean soundtrack. (If you have not seen this awesome movie, you must!)
Anyway, I was kind of feeling that way...do or die. My 12 mile run was Saturday morning and I was more than freaked. Seriously, do or die.
I woke up at 4:00am with leg pain. Great. Just great. This is not how I need to start my day. I took 4 ibuprofen (don't freak out, 4 is fine) and iced my legs. It seemed to help. So I got up, had breakfast, got dressed, met the TEAM, got inspired, and ran.
I always struggle that first mile. I say that all the time. I don't know why I'm am so miserable but I am. Why am I even out here if I am so miserable? Because I know it will get better and I will get over it. I actually struggled the first 3.25 miles but after that I started running with Charlene and Kendra. They both run my pace and it's nice to have a buddy. Charlene is actually much faster than I am but she was nice enough to hang back with us. Thank you Charlene.
I wish I could tell you more about the 12 miles but I can't. It's kind of a blur now. It was hard but not near as hard as I thought it would be. My legs hurt but, again, not near as bad as I thought they would. Our time was 2 hrs 15 minutes. Not too bad really. We ran it pretty much without stopping. Now we did stop at all the water stations but not for more than about 30 seconds so I'm not really counting that. I probably should but I'm not.
I've felt pretty good all day today (Sunday) until the last hour or so. Now my legs hurt. I mean really hurt. But I've got physical therapy in the morning so maybe that will help. Probably just make it worse though. Whatever. Like I said Friday...I'm running no matter what. I've come too far.
3 miles was sooooo 3 months ago.
(Charlene actually came up with this one but it was so good I can't help but use it.)
12 flippin miles people!!
Friday, November 6, 2009
Day 109 - Wednesday, November 4
I had book club tonight but was determined to get my miles in this week. I was actually excited about my 4 miles today because my shins were feeling extremely good. Still lots of pain but not debilitating. So I took off around 5:00. OHHHHHH MY GOSH!!! The first step felt like my legs were literally breaking in half! Seriously. I'm not exaggerating. I stopped. I just couldn't run this way. Normally I would have pushed through the pain but this time I couldn't. It was awful. I walked a mile and then called it quits. My book club girls talked me into calling a doctor the next morning. I've been hesitant in going to have my shins looked at because, really, come on! Doesn't everyone get shins splints at some point in their training? And what if I'm told I can't run? I've only got 4 weeks until White Rock. I'm running now matter what.
Day 110 - Thursday, November 5
So I called Oasis Orthopedic & Sports Medicine first thing in the morning. I was insistent that if I was going to see a doctor then it had to be a someone in sports medicine and not just a regular orthopedic surgeon. Lucky me, they had a cancellation on Friday morning! Woo Hoo!
Soooo I was going to get my 4 miles in today no matter what. Plus I wanted my shins to be good and inflamed so the doc would know what I was complaining about. I took 4 ibuprofen and rubbed Icy Hot all over my legs before I set off. It was around 4:00 in the afternoon and extremely hot. The first mile is always hard. My legs hurt but I ignored them. Mile 2 - more pain. Mile 3 - even more pain. Mile 4 - PAIN! But I did it.
Day 111 - Friday, November 6
My appointment at the Sport Medicine place went well. My biggest fear was that I was going to have stress fracture in one of my legs. I do not. But I am on the way to having one if I don't get the inflammation under control. I knew that the doc would not bat an eye when I told him that I had been running with this pain for a month. He deals with athletes every day (not that I'm saying I'm an athlete, it's just that I have that mentality right now). He also did not bat an eye when I said that whatever we do I still have to run and can NOT cut back on my miles.
Soooooo what am I going to do for this:
- I start taking a steroid today to get a jump start on the swelling.
- Continue running.
- Take ibuprofen and stretch.
- Start Physical Therapy twice a week. (I hate physical therapy. I'm only going because the PT is a runner also.)
Now he also wants me to do some cross training to get some of the stress off my shins. I said ok but seriously doubt that I will be able too. I don't have access to in indoor pool or a stationary bike. And I am not going to join a gym just for that. Hopefully I can get some relief by doing the above.
Besides I only have to survive the next 4 weeks!! Of course I can't take too much time off after White Rock...The Dallas Rock 'N' Roll Half is in March!
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
So I went to the grocery store today and on my list of many things I needed was deodorant. I am about to grab the regular plain ole Secret, which I have used for as long as I can remember, when I notice Secret Clinical Strength Sport - made for athletes by athletes. Aren't I an athlete? Maybe I should be using the Sport instead? THEEEEEN I notice it's Marathon Fresh Scent! What?! Ohhh I for sure need that! Totally!
Now what is Marathon Fresh Scent, you ask? Well, when I think of marathon scents, sweaty and stinky come to mind, but not necessarily fresh. Whatever. I'm super excited about my marathon deodorant and I'm pretty sure it's gonna make me run faster.
Now my running update (although it's not nearly as interesting as my deodorant update)...Tuesday Night Team Run! It was pretty uneventful, which is good I think. My shins were still giving me trouble. The left especially. But not enough to make me want to stop. I think that's a good sign. Maybe whatever I did to them is healing. I don't know...we'll see. It took me a little over 43 minutes to complete the 4 miles. Not bad.
Still super anxious about the 12 mile run this weekend. How should I go about it? Just run until I feel like I need a break? I don't know. 12 miles is a really long distance.
Smell and run marathon fresh!!!
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Technically today is a rest day. But I've got my schedule all screwed up again. And since I have said numerous times over the last couple of days that I was going to get my miles in this week, I decided to run a few miles as hard as I could. I had 20 free minutes. That's it. I can run 2 miles in 20 minutes no problem, right? Right. Now was this the smartest thing to do with my shin pain? I don't know. They hurt no matter what I do, so I might as well run...super fast!
I finished in 17:90 minutes. That's a 8:95 minute mile. Yeaaaa!
I have no intention of trying to run a 9 minute mile when doing my long runs. I just knew this was only 2 miles so I gave it my all...just to see what I could do. AND I think I probably could have finished even sooner but someone was burning leaves in the neighborhood and my throat and lungs were not feeling so great. Either way...I rocked it!
As fast as you can.
Monday, November 2, 2009
I didn't actually run the DRC Half but I volunteered at the Team In Training Station at mile 10. It was a great experience, handing out water and gatorade to the passing runners. "Water. Water. Water. Water. Water up front. Gatorade in the back. Water. Water. Water" That's what I said, over and over, for 3 hours. My arm is actually sore today from holding water out for the passing runners. Hard but totally worth it! I had a blast.
PLUS!!! I got to cheer on some of my awesome friends as they completed their first 13.1 miles. Woo Hoo girls! You rock! I was so proud! And inspired!
On to my run...
I was scheduled to run 10 miles on Saturday with the Team. Maggie and I have been battling the worst cold for the last couple of days. I didn't get any sleep Friday night and somehow slept through my 5:30am alarm. It was probably for the best. I don't think I could have handled 10 miles.
Sooooooo I decided to run Sunday night. I had really been debating this run all day. Do I try to tackle the 10 miles by myself? Do I just run 5 miles since my shins seem to be overworked? And then slowly build up to my 12 miles this weekend? What is the right thing to do?
Since it was super dark when I set out...I opted for the 5 miles. It was probably a mistake but oh well, it's done and I can't change it. So how did my 5 miles go? Pretty good. I stretched really well before I set out. Then I walked (super fast) for the first half mile to warm up my muscles. Then I ran. And with minimal pain. Yea me!!! I almost pushed it and kept running BUT I think that's what gets me into these painful situations in the first place. I just don't know when to say when. Ahhhhhh but who does really?
Take it easy.
Friday, October 30, 2009
So tonight was supposed to be 6 miles. I ran 2 miles. I know. I know. But I'm trying to take it easy on my shins. They hurt like a mother after my 2 miles and I knew if I pushed it to 6, it would be bad. Soooooo I just ran 2. I iced and took ibuprofen.
What's gonna happen on Saturday when I run 8 miles?
Don't over do it.
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Tuesday night Team run - Love them and hate them. Again, I don't know why Tuesdays are so hard. It's strange really. I love Team runs. I love getting to hang with my fellow TNTer's. So what's the problem? Who knows. I'm sure it's just in my head.
As I've mentioned before, it's dark when we set out. We all try to run with a buddy. My buddy tonight was Sarah. Sarah is the former North Cities Triathlon coach. She is fit. She is fast. I can not keep up. But she was my buddy tonight SOOOOOO I tried. She talked the entire 4 miles. Not is a bad way or too much or anything. She's very nice and very interesting. BUT she was NEVER winded. Ever. I just tried to answer her questions without huffing and puffing. "Yes" and "No" was about all I could give her. Our time was 40:48. That averages to 10:12 minute miles. Not too shabby. Pretty sure she slowed her pace for me. Well, not pretty sure but positive. But I'm thankful she was there. It was a good run.
Just keep up.
Monday, October 26, 2009
We will see...
Take the stairs...one step at a time.
Sunday, October 25, 2009
I've been having shin pain for the last 3 weeks. Some days are better than others but everyday there is pain. I'm pretty sure it all stems from the fact that my life has been so busy and I just can't seem to get my weekday miles in. Then I go out and run 6 or 8 on Saturdays. My muscles were just not prepared for it and I've been paying the price ever since.
So I've been in fix it and prevent it mode all week. I looked up every possible reason for the pain. It's probably shin splints but who really knows. One website told me certain stretches to do every morning and night. I've done those. Another told me to do strengthening stretches. I've done those. Another told me to take ibuprofen and ice. Did that. Another told me to work on my form. Did that. And one told me to apply heat before I set out to run. I did that this morning too.
So what worked? Who knows but something did. Don't get me wrong...my shins still hurt. But I was able to run without huge discomfort. I will continue all of this stuff until I get myself back to where I was before. AND I will get my miles in this week. I know. I know. I've said that before but I mean it this time. Some how. Some way.
Now on to the run...I mapped out 10 miles. And I set off! Right into the middle of one of Stonebridge's 5K/10K fun runs. The side walk was crowed and I was going the opposite direction so I changed my course. Whew! That's good. Nope because there they were again. I turned. They turned. I backtracked. They backtracked. These runs attract a lot of runners and they were EVERYWHERE! I'm coming up Ridge Road thinking I lost them, turn behind the YMCA and realize I'm about to cross their finish line! Crap! So I off road it, go around the huge crowd, and get back on track. Problem is I lost track of mileage. I figured if I ran up Virginia and back down through Peregrine to Falcon View and back to my neighborhood, it would be about 10 miles. Once I got near my house I glanced at my watch. No way was that 10 miles!! I haven't been running long enough. Crap. I try not to look at my watch too often during a run. Time passes by soooo slow when you do that. So crap. I just couldn't make myself pass my house and run 2 more miles.
BUT! It was a good run. I will NOT beat myself up about it. I ran 8 miles in 1 hr 25 minutes. I shaved 3 minutes off my time. For that, I rock.
I will not hurt. I will not hurt.
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
4 miles last night. You would think after the 8 I ran on Saturday that this would be a cake walk. It was and it wasn't. My shins were still hurting from Saturday. Just overworked maybe? Normally I would have taken a couple of ibuprofen and iced them before I set out but Maggie (and Daisey) made sure that didn't happen.
I have a check list I go through before I set off for a run. Watch. Check. iPod. Check. Fuel Belt. Check. Ibuprofen. Check. And so on. While I was changing into my running clothes I heard a commotion in the kitchen. DAISEY STOP IT!!! MAGGIE NOOOOO!! I come running. My first sight....Daisey and Mag's butts sticking out of the turned over trash can. Grant was trying his best to get them out but they were both not budging. I pulled them out. Picked up the trash. Stuck Maggie in the bath. I get why Daisey was so excited to be in the nasty trash but Maggie? Not so sure why that would be appealing. Hmmmmm.
Anyway, I rushed out to meet the Team on time and forgot to take my ibuprofen. My shins were hurting before the 1st mile was up. I stopped at mile 1 with the rest of the team to stretch. I'm not fond of stopping during a run but it was dark and I'm even less fond of running by myself in the dark. I had trouble starting up again because of the shin pain. I pushed through and ran the remaining 3 miles. My time was super slow but I wasn't winded when I finished. If it wasn't for my shins the run would have been a cake walk. Again, hmmmmm?
I woke up last night around 2:00am with horrible shin pain again. Does anyone else have this? What am I doing wrong? Am I pushing too hard? How can that be? I'm not running anymore than anyone else. It can't take me a week to recover from each long run. That doesn't make sense. Somebody give me advice.
It's only 4 miles. Just finish.
Saturday, October 17, 2009
I am the KING of the world!
We are the Champions, part 2
Who needs toenails?
I'm officially a runner.
Really?! Did I just do that?
I am awesome.
OK. So I had trouble deciding on a title for this post. Because seriously, I am the KING of the world! We are the champions. I am officially a runner. I will Rock on. And Really?! Did I just do that?
I decided on I am awesome. Because I am. That's right folks. No point in beating around the bush. I am awesome.
I ran 8 miles in 1 hour 28 minutes 53 seconds. WITHOUT STOPPING! Not 8 miles, running 1 mile intervals. Not 8 miles, taking a break of any kind. Just 8 miles. Running.
Again, I am awesome.
I felt great at mile 1, so I kept running. Same with mile 2 and 3. When mile 4 came around it was downhill. Who's gonna waste a good downhill run by walking? Then 5 and 6 went by. Mile 7 was tough. I wanted to stop. I knew if I did, I would never start up again. So I ran. When I saw that purple Team In Training tent up ahead, I ran harder. I did it. I am awesome.
I am still sore today. My calves are sore. My arms are sore. My neck is sore. I swear, even my face is sore. Tomorrow night is just 4 miles. I am sure I will still be sore. But ibuprofen is my friend. With him, I will make it through. Thank you ibuprofen.
Not so awesome though...I lost 2 toenails. Yep. It's disgusting but it just happens sometimes on long runs. My shoes are fine. My socks are fine. It's gross but it happens. I took pictures and will post them tomorrow. They really are disgusting so beware. I have this little bit of nail just hanging on but they're dead so they look all yellow and sick. I told you...gross. They were black from the blood all pooled up under the nail but that's gone now. Now I'm just left with the nastiness of the stubs. Goodbye open toed shoes. I will miss you.
Just run. Don't stop. Just run.
Total Miles Run So Far:
Friday, October 16, 2009
I'M BACK!!! Yes, it's been a while. Grant was sick. Maggie was sick. I was sick. Jeff was sick. Grant was sick again. But I'm back. Better than ever? No, I wouldn't say that. But I'm back just the same.
So after many days off, I attempted to run 4 miles Tuesday night with the Team. It wasn't horrible. It wasn't great. I made it. Probably because Serene ran next to me. I stopped more than normal but that's ok. It had been forever since I pounded the pavement.
Now, my big worry is the 8 mile run tomorrow. What do I do? No miles in this week besides Tuesday. Can I do it? That's a stupid question. I know I can do it but how do I do it? Do I run 10 minute intervals since I haven't run much? Last time I did that I really didn't need to. Do I just run until I can't run anymore? I don't know. Whatever. I'll figure it out. What I do know is that I'm not going to miss my miles during the week anymore. Well, I'm going to try at least. That counts for something.
Just keep swimming
Monday, October 5, 2009
6 miles today. No problem. Really, it was no problem. I can't believe I can run 6 miles with no problem. That's just crazyness.
It was cold this morning. I stepped in a huge puddle 2 minutes in so my toes were numb for the first mile but other than that it was great. Wow! What a difference the change in temperture makes. I decided to run 10 minute intervals (run 10 minutes/walk 1 minute) since I haven't gotten any of my miles in this week. I didn't need too. I was fine. I don't know why I don't give myself more credit. If I've done it once, I can do it again. From now on, no matter what my miles are...I'm running. I'm running until I can't run anymore. And if that makes me struggle towards the end, so be it. It just seems stupid to do it any other way.
Total Miles Run So Far:
Friday, October 2, 2009
On a different note...
I wore heels this week. It was not good. I love heels. There was a time when you never saw me without them. This has been a lazy summer at the office. A jeans and flip flop summer. We had clients coming in on Tuesday so I had to be somewhat presentable. I grabbed a pair of my fav black pumps and ran out the door.
Ohhhh the pain! Seriously. My toes hurt. My heels hurt. I wanted to cry by the end of the day. But why? Because I have nasty runners feet now, that's why. I ran in the door and straight to my closet, throwing my shoes off in the process. Will they all hurt? Or is it just this pair?
They all hurt. I think maybe they've always hurt and I just put up with it before. Now I walk around worried if the blister on my toe is going to give me trouble during my long run. Ohhh what have I become?
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Today really is a new day. Thank you Chicken Little. An Easy breezy day. That's what my 3 mile run was anyway. But why? Why was it so easy tonight and so difficult Sunday morning? Same miles. Same route. I don't get it. 3 miles in 29:26. That's freakin awesome. Really. But I have no consistency with my running. Tomorrow night it will take me 35 minutes or more, I'm sure. Oh well, another thing for me to obsess about. Just add it to my list.
Today is a new day
Monday, September 28, 2009
Hello blog, old friend. I have missed you. I have been too busy and it has been too long. But enough with the excuses.
I am so behind. I didn't get enough miles in this week. It is my own fault. I will do better. That being said, here's what I did do...
I took Thursday night off. I was exhausted and just couldn't seem to get myself out there and run. That was mistake number 1. Friday was homecoming. I had to take off work because Grant got out of school at 12:00. Yes, they were released early for homecoming. This is Texas baby and everything revolves around high school football. Anyway, instead of running after I dropped Grant off at school, I went to the grocery store. Mistake number 2. Then comes Saturday. Normally Saturday is Team run but Jeff was working and I couldn't go. I'm especially bummed out because everyone was heading to Grapevine for the National Ovarian Cancer Coalition's 5k in honor of our friend Lannie, ovarian cancer survivor and hero. Woo Hoo Lannie!
Jeff didn't get home until late on Saturday so I decided to run Sunday morning. Mistake number 3. I get up early Sunday and head out. My calves hurt so bad I can hardly take a step. What is going on? I'm tired of this. Does it ever get to a point when you are pain free? I run 3 miles then quit. It's all I can do. Why did I not take ibuprofen before I ran? Mistake number 4. It was not a good run. I sat with ice on my legs for an hour when I got home. I am frustrated.
And why can't I seem to do the same thing twice? Why do I have such a great and easy run, then 4 days later hardly be able to move? Again, I am frustrated.
So today is a new day (thank you Chicken Little). I will start over. Not think about the crappy week I just had. Do you think it will work?
Why ohhh why?
Lovely picture of Lannie's Ladies! What an inspiration! You go girls!
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Seriously, mile 1 always sucks. Why is that? I've mentioned this many times before...My legs always hurt. My throat is always dry. I'm breathing like I've been running for miles already. Come on. It drives me nuts. At least now I know that if I can just get through that first mile then everything will be gravy from that point on. Maybe.
I ran with Meg tonight. Thanks Meg. It was nice to have someone there to make the miles fly by faster. Well, fly by is probably stretching the truth some but it was nice. There is one hill on that stupid 4 mile course that is just ridiculous. Honestly. But I made it to the top. That's always good. Right?
I am really sore today. Not injured sore or anything. Just really worked my muscles sore. I had to set the cruise on the way to work today because I just didn't think I could push down the gas pedal anymore. Seriously. And the stairs at work. I've talked about these stupid stairs before too. Here. Anyway, I took the elevator. I know. I know. It's ridiculous. But I'm really sore people!!
Just take some ibuprofen.
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
I didn't make it to Team run tonight. I just couldn't seem to get it together after Jeff's scare on Friday and then Grant's parent/teacher meeting Monday. I was mentally exhausted. I'll go on Wednesday.
Soooo...I ran my three miles on my own. The weather was beautiful! Perfect really. The first mile was still tough. It always is. If I am ever going to give up, it would be during the first mile. Every step hurts. Every breath hurts. It's all mental I know. Or maybe I should say I'm mental. Either way, it's tough.
THEN....something always happens right after mile 1. I straighten up. I run better. I breathe better. So I ran. Meaning I didn't stop. At all. I ran my 3 miles with no walk/run intervals. I just ran.
I had this epiphany at about mile 2. Why do I stop to walk for a minute? I don't slow down very much? I'm still covering the same distance? Why not just keep running? I know. I know. I probably should have come to this realization sooner but whatever. I still did it. Honestly, there really is no stoppin me now people.
Just keep running.
Monday, September 21, 2009
That's right. 6 miles. I ran 6 freakin miles today. I finished. No pain. No wanting to die. No wanting to vomit. I'm awesome.
So, I've never run the 6 mile course. I didn't know the mile markers. I was a bit thrown off but just decided to walk 1 minute about every 15 minutes or mile and a half. Worked out well in the beginning but I lost track of time around mile 3. I ended up running about 2 miles before I looked at my watch. I kept thinking if I could just make it through this hilly section then I could stop. The hilly section went on and on. And on. And on. So I ran much further then I normally would have. Woo Hoo!
It was a good day. I am proud of myself.
Just make it up the hill
Total Miles Run So Far:
Since I didn't run last night because of book club, I decided to run 4 miles instead of 3. It went well. No rain. Nice breeze. My iPod died about a mile in which completely sucked. I can't run in silence. All I think about is the steps I'm taking. One more step. One more step. One more step. How many more steps?!
So I sang. Yes, that's right. I ran down the road singing. I'm sure I looked like a crazy person. Maybe I am. But the 4 miles went by fast.
Let It Be
Thursday, September 17, 2009
I had book club tonight. So glad that I ran on Monday instead of resting. I would much rather join my girlfriends at book club then run in the rain. Yes, it's still raining. Day 6 of it. Come on. We need the rain but this is ridiculous! It better stop before I try to tackle 4 miles tonight.
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
...the need for speed.
So tonight was speed training. Ohhh speed training! Not as bad as I thought it would be but still a little tough. My right leg is still giving me some trouble so this wasn't my favorite exercise. Plus I'm super short and can NOT keep up with all those long strides of my super tall friends. Why are all my friends so tall? I'm not talking average normal tall. I'm talking crazy tall. Seriously, I was taking 2 steps to their one. Whew! I was worn out. Speed work is not my friend. I will continue to do it but only when I have to. No more. No less. Got it.
(tonight was supposed to be a 3 mile night, but again, we get extra credit for the speed work)
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
OK, Mondays are never going to be the rest day that they are supposed to be. Jeff is usually home at a decent time so I can always run. I'm just not going to pass that chance up.
So, it's been raining for 4 days straight. Ughhhh! It finally stopped and I went out for my run. It was actually a bit chili when I set out. Can you believe it? I can't. There was a nice mist and I felt great. For a while at least...
I've decided to push myself a little harder this week. I normally run 1 mile then walk 1 minute. Tonight I ran 1.5 miles before I stopped. Woo Hoo! I felt great! Then I stopped to walk. Ohhh my leg! My achin' leg. It hurt. Not horrible hurt, but it hurt. I walked for about 1:45 minutes, then started running again. Eventually the pain lightened up some. I ran the remainder on my 3 miles before stopping (about another 1.5 miles). I was hardly winded. I felt great. Except for the horrible pain in my right leg, of course.
I took ibuprofen and iced my leg. The pain went away. Mostly. Now to figure out what is causing it. Form? Strain? Stress Fracture? I really don't have time for any of those. Maybe it will just go away. ;)
Just run through it!
Instead of our normal Saturday morning group run, my fellow Team In Training folks and I participated in the Heros for Children 5K. It is a wonderful cause and was an inspirational morning.
For most of us, this was our first official race ever. I was actually a bit nervous. Dad was in town for Maggie's bday, so he joined Team In Training for the day and ran with us. Or with me anyway. He ran next to me the entire time. I know he was bored out of his mind...I'm way to slow for him. I could tell he was physically trying to slow himself down. Oh Dad, it's gonna be a long 13.1 miles for you in December. Are you sure you want to run next to me? You can bail at any time! No hard feelings.
Now, on to the race...
As I said before, I was a little nervous. Partly because this was my first race and partly because I was afraid my leg would start hurting again. I took the first mile slow. No leg pain. Second mile was still pretty slow. No leg pain. Third mile still slow. No leg pain.
I finished strong but I had way too much energy left. I should have pushed harder. Run faster. I said this in front of both David (coach) and Dad. In unison, they both said "No you shouldn't have." It was kind of funny. But I still wish I would have pushed harder. My official time was 34:11. I finished 218 out of 515. It should have been around 32 minutes. It will be next time.
Team In Training is about raising money and awareness for blood cancers. It's not about your race time. It's not about how you finish. It's about finishing. I get that. But I grew up with a runner. That concept is harder for me. I will always count how many people come in after me. It will always be about time. It will always be about how you finish. It is a race. It is a contest. I can't help it. I should have pushed harder.
Push harder next time!
Total Miles Run So Far:
Below is directly from the Heros for Children website...
Currently, an estimated 12,400 children, ages 0-20 years, are diagnosed with a form of cancer in the United States . With diagnosis comes the challenge to provide financially for the family. In order to provide constant care for their child, parents frequently lose or quit their jobs. The money Heroes for Children donates directly to families helps relieve some of the strain and stress during this difficult time in their lives. Whether it is to pay a medical bill, buy gas for the frequent trips to the hospital, or keep a family from having their electricity turned off, Heroes for Children is committed to helping families. There is no other organization that provides such versatility when it comes to financially assisting families. A social worker at a Texas children's hospital said, "The impact of the aid and the hope that you have instilled in these families cannot be measured." With your help, Heroes for Children can continue to assist these families and make a difference in our community.
Rest or run? That was the big question today. My leg is finally feeling better after the awful run I had Wednesday night. Do I run? Do I rest one more night?
I chose to rest. I'm not exactly sure if my decision was made because I really thought I should rest or because I had way too much to do to get ready for Maggie's 1st Birthday. Either way, I rested.
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Ohhhhhh the pain! My right calve is K.I.L.L.I.N.G. me!! I was fine the first 1/2 mile or so. But ohhhhhhh the pain! At 1 mile I stopped to stretch just to see if it would help. I was having trouble putting weight on my leg again. The stretching did seem to help but by the time I finished my second mile, I just couldn't go on. I actually stopped. I quit. I think this is the first time I've really quit in the middle of a run. I feel like a loser. I know nothing major is going on. If it was then the pain wouldn't go away after icing. Seriously, feel like a loser.
I iced it again and took ibuprofen. The pain went away. Mostly. I can still feel it today but nothing major.
So what's going on?? I called my Dad. His advice...it's probably just a strain. Not that big of a deal. I just need to take it easy and continue to ice and ibuprofen. Maybe walk my miles tonight instead so I'm not a total loser. I can handle that.
I will make it up!
Tuesday night Team run. It was hot and humid. I'm back to hating Tuesdays again. Great. I ran my 3 miles at about an average of 10 minutes per mile. Not bad considering just how humid it was. But my right calve has started hurting. I actually had some trouble even putting any weight on it when I was done running.
Per David, I stretched, iced, and took ibuprofen. The pain went away completely after about an hour.
Get over it. It's been hotter!!
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Labor Day! And technically a rest day. Jeff was off and I hate to waste a day when I know I can run. So I ran. Our schedule is just so crazy, I couldn't pass it up. David, I know, I know. Run the schedule. Don't try to make up days. I really am trying to follow the rules. Kind of.
On to the run...3 miles in 29:14. Yeah!! That's about a 9:71 minute mile. Not so bad. I will probably try to stick with that time. After all, I am going to have to run 13 of them...eventually.
Just run! 3 miles is nothing!
Saturday, September 5, 2009
So today is the big 4 mile run. Oh Dear Lord. Really? I've hardly trained at all this week. And you want me to run 4 miles? All while pushing a jogging stroller? Crap. OK, if you say so.
Mile 1 - good. My arms and back muscles hurt. That stupid jogging stroller is not easy but I'm doing it.
Mile 2 - not so good. I just couldn't get past the stupid stroller.
Mile 3 - feeling great. Why? Because Corey (one of our mentors) took the stroller from me. She pushed it up the hill (small mountain) so I wouldn't have to struggle.
Mile 4 - even better. Again, why? Because Corey still had the stroller. She decided she liked the extra workout. (I would also like to point out that Corey had already run 5 miles this morning before meeting us. Yes, that's right. 5 miles before she came to run 4 miles.)
I have to say that this was so much easier than I thought. I think mostly because I had Corey there pushing me along. Making conversation. Keeping my mind off the run. I never once felt like I wasn't going to make it. I will probably follow her around like a puppy from now on.
I can't believe I'm running 4 miles!!
I'm adding a new segment to my Saturday Team Run posts...
Total Miles Run So Far:
Fridays are rest days. I should have run since I didn't get to last night but Fridays are just too busy. Plus it was the first football game of the season and I promised Grant we would go. Go Eagles!
Oh well, I'm sure it won't be any big deal. After all, I'm just running 4 miles tomorrow. For the first time. After 2 days of rest. And 2 days of hill practice, not distance training. Yeaah, no big deal at all. (note sarcasm)
I was scheduled to run 3 miles tonight. I'm all geared up and ready to go and Jeff calls. He's working late. Great. He didn't get home until around 9:45pm. I suppose I could have gotten out to run but I just couldn't do it. Not that late. What a disappointment.
It will be fine.
Thursday, September 3, 2009
Hill training again. Crazy? Yes. I actually felt really good on Wednesday so I decided to join the group for round 2 of hill training. I'm glad I did but woo! I'm feeling it today. My thighs hurt. My calves hurt. Nothing major. Just hurt. Tonight is a 3 mile run. Wonder how bad things will feel then? Should be interesting. Hmmmm.
Ohhh! What was I thinking?
about 2 miles
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Ahhh Tuesday. Do I still hate you? No, I don't think I do. The weather is cooling off and I no longer want to die.
We had hill training last night. I don't know why but I kept envisioning the scene where Rocky is running up the steps at the Philadelphia Museum of Art and raising his arms in triumph. Da na na na. Na na nuh nuh nuh. Needless to say, I was not looking forward to my Rocky reenactment.
It wasn't that bad. No steps. Just hills. The Italian Stallion would have probably been disappointed. We ran about a mile out to a pretty steep hill. It didn't look that steep but after the 4th time up, my thighs disagreed. All in all, I actually enjoyed this exercise. I think I'll go again tonight. Ha! Maybe even download "Gonna Fly Now" or "Eye of the Tiger" to get me pumped up.
Da na na na. Na na nuh nuh nuh.
(our milage was actually supposed to be 3 miles but we got extra credit for the hills. Woo Hoo. I love extra credit!)
I'm supposed to be active on Sundays. No Running. I had a horrible headache so no running was fine with me. Unfortunately, I wasn't really active either. Oh well.
Day 43 Monday August 31 - Rest day
Yep. Love the rest days! Not necessarily because I get a day off from running but because I get an extra hour at night to catch up. I know that doesn't seem like a lot but I am burning the candle at both ends right now. An hour is golden.
Saturday, August 29, 2009
This was my first outing with the jogging stroller. Whew! It was tough. That thing does NOT steer or move easily. It is very light but WHEW! I forgot my watch today so I have no idea what my time was. (I'm actually surprised that's the only thing I forgot today) I'm sure it was slower by a couple of minutes.
Maggie loved the run! And all the attention! We both took a very long nap when we got home.
I'm still running 1 mile then walking 1 minute. I think I might keep it this way. For a while at least. We up it to 4 miles next week and before this whole thing is over I'm going to be running 13 miles at a time. I think the 1 mile 1 minute thing is good for me. Maybe. I don't know. I feel like I should be doing more.
I'm pushing a stroller. I'm pushing a stroller.
(OK, so I know that mantra is kind of lame, but seriously, that's the only thing that was going through my mind. I couldn't get past the stroller. At least it kept my mind off the run.)
Friday, August 28, 2009
So the last 2 nights have been 2 mile runs. Technically Wednesday was supposed to be a 3 mile run but we did that on Tuesday instead. I was talking to my dad last night and he asked how far I was running. I said "Oh just 2 miles." Just 2 miles? Have I gotten to that point when 2 miles is no big deal? That's awesome! Right?
Just 2 miles
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
On to the run...I said previously that I needed to start pushing myself a little more. Remember that? Yeah, I do. Why did I push myself on a Tuesday? The day that I hate so much? Because I'm stupid, that's why. I ran 1.5 miles before I stopped for my 1 minute walk. I actually felt great. Really proud of myself. Then it was time to run again. Ohhhhh the exhaustion! I couldn't make myself go. I yelled. I screamed. I pleaded. But nothing made me want to run. At that point I started running 3/1 intervals. It was all I could do to keep moving. And I had to keep moving. I had to get back somehow. And the really crappy thing is that when I was done, I wasn't ready to die. I didn't need to walk as much as I did. Makes me so mad!!!
Only 1.5 miles left. You can do it.
Only 1 mile left. You can do it.
Only 0.5 miles left. You can do it.
Just do it!!!
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Monday, August 24, 2009
So I decided to run. I ran the 2 miles in my regular 1 mile/1 minute interval. It went well. I didn't want to die at any point. I think that means it's time to push it up a notch. Monday is a rest day and I'm actually going to rest. But Tuesday I may try to run further than a mile. We'll see. I'm not promising anything.
Am I beginning to enjoy this?
Adine, another mentor, shared her personal story this morning. Her dad's battle and eventual loss with leukemia motivated us all. He was funny, loving, and inspirational. Another reason to run. Another reason to stop whining.
Since I had not run for 2 days, the 3 miles we had to run today made me a little nervous. I ran mile 1 in just over 10 minutes. Not so bad. I walked for 1 minute then ran the remainder of mile 2 in about 10 minutes. Again, I walked for 1 minute. Mile 3. Oh mile 3. I was starting to feel the burn. At about 2.5 miles I just couldn't go anymore. I stopped to walk. After about 30 seconds I snapped out of it. What am I doing? I only have half a mile to go. Quit being a baby and RUN!!! So I ran.
I'm trying not to beat myself up about today's not so great run. Tomorrow is a new day.
RUN YOU BIG BABY!!
Technically today was supposed to be a rest day, but since I decided to have wine with a friend last night, I needed to run 2 miles tonight to make it up. I know, I know. We are supposed to run the schedule. Not do make up nights. Whatever. I'm never going to follow the rules. Anyway, my plans were to go to Meet the Teacher at 5:00, then run. BUT Meet the Teacher was a beating. Honestly! First we were sent an email to promptly be there at 5:00. So we were...everyone. Every parent. Every student. Problem was the doors were locked. So they had us stand in a single file line waiting to get in. This line was so long it wrapped around the school. I'm talking Six Flags line long. And it was hot. 95 degrees hot! And we had no shade. No water. We didn't know we would be standing in line for 45 minutes waiting to get in. When we finally entered the building, I realized the hold up...the new principal was greeting each student personally as they came in. Great idea in theory. In reality not so much. By the time we got to "meet" the teacher, we were all in such a bad mood, that we just wanted to go home.
OK, so I went on a little too long about that but I just wanted you to understand why I chose hanging out with Trinity drinking a glass of wine instead of running 2 miles.
Wine is always a better choice.
Yet again, 0 miles
Friday, August 21, 2009
So, instead of resting on Friday I will run. 2 miles. I'm kicking myself today. I don't have time to run 2 miles tonight. I'm crazy busy. Oh well. Whatever. I made the right choice.
Who would choose running over wine?
Big fat 0 miles
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
I think it was a good move for tonight because I struggled. I wanted to quit. I actually made sure that I finished first. Just in case I had to throw up, no one would see. I didn't. Throw up, that is.
But I realized...I HATE INTERVALS! I hate them. I just can't run that way. And yes, I know technically I am running intervals but I'm running 1 mile intervals. I'm not watching the clock to see when I can stop. When I can take a break. I found myself praying, begging, pleading for the 4 minutes to be over. When I run a mile...I just run. I run until my mile is up. It just works better for me.
Come on! Don't give up!
Run up & down subway stairs. Walk several blocks the The Empire State Building. Up & down subway stairs. Walk up and down 2 flights of stairs to The Roosevelt Tram. Up & down subway stairs. Walk all over Grand Central Station. Up & down subway stairs. Collapse.
Up & down subway stairs. Walk across Battery Park. Up 354 stairs to the crown of The Statue of Liberty. Down 354 stairs at The Statue of Liberty. Walk all across Liberty Island. Up & down subway stairs to walk down The Seaport. More subway stairs and walking to FAO Schwarz. More walking. More subway stairs. Collapse.
Subway stairs. Walk all over Central Park Zoo. Walk through park. Again, subway stairs. Walk down Broadway and Time Square. Sit for 3 hrs during Billy Elliot. Feet are thankful. Walk to Toys R Us. More subway stairs. Walk around Rockefeller Center. Elevator to 67th floor. Feet are thankful again. Oh but wait! You can walk up to the 69th and 70th floor. More stairs. Plus more subway stairs and walking to get home. Collapse.
Walk to Central Park. Walk up steps at Belvedere Castle. Walk down steps. Climb on rocks. Walk through park. Walk to The American Museum of Natural History. Walk through museum. Museum is huge. Sit down for 30 minutes at Hayden Planetarium. Feet are thankful again. Walk around museum some more. Walk back home via Central Park. Get talked into stopping to play at a playground. Climb some more rocks. More subway stairs and walk home. Collapse.
Walk to Central Park. Try to find carousel. Go the wrong way. Back track a mile through the park to find it. 5 minutes on the carousel. Feet are not happy. Rest was not long enough. Climb rocks. Watch Grant climb rocks. Now feet are happy. Run to catch bus to Serendipity's. Take a 2 hour lunch. Feet are elated. Go to Bloomingdale's. Feet are not happy. Neither is wallet. Up & down subway stairs to get home. Collapse.
Took a car to the airport. Feet smiling. Sat for several hours on plane. Kiss Maggie. Kiss Jeff. Collapse.
So I didn't officially run but ohhhh I did so much more. Don't ya think?
Day 24 was on Wednesday, August 12th. My Dad was in town to watch Maggie so we ran together. Those who don't know...my Dad is a runner. Like a real runner. This year will be his 20th year to run White Rock.
We set out for my 3 mile run around 9:00pm.
"Where's your light?" Dad says
"I don't have a light. All I have is exactly what I'm wearing." says me
"Take this." shaking his head. Of course he had an extra. He has an extra everything.
And we were off! I ran the first mile in just under 10 minutes. Walked a block. Then ran the second in about 10 minutes also. Walked a block. 3rd mile I was losing it some. I was tired and I wanted to stop. Dad..."If running were easy, they'd call it football." OK. I can do this. Dad again..."If running were easy, they'd call it baseball." Funny. "If running were easy, they'd call it golf." That one I actually agreed with.
Anyway, I did it! My 3rd mile took my a little over 10 minutes. The pace was a little slower but I did it! Woo Hoo.
Don't look stupid in front of Dad.
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
We did two miles again tonight. I ran the first mile in 10:27. Not so bad. Right along track with the last 2 nights. Except I was miserable the entire time. Every step was a struggle. On the return mile (#2) I stopped twice to walk. I just couldn't make myself go. What's the problem? The problem is I NEED TO GET A GRIP!
On a different note...A few of you crazy and mean (that's right, I said it) people out there keep posting the most unattractive and even a bit disgusting pictures of me on Facebook while training. Is this some kind of cruel joke? Are you all sitting around laughing at my red face and my frizzy hair? It's extremely hard to concentrate on looking cute and running at the same time. COME ON! Don't make this harder than it already is!!!
Look cute and smile!
(Thanks Chris! I totally stole that from you!)
Monday, August 10, 2009
My route is up Charlotte to Virginia Hills. Follow Virginia Hills to Norfolk and then back around to my house. That is exactly 1 mile. I tell you this not because I think you will know any of these streets but because the corner of Norfolk & Virginia is the halfway point in my mile. My goal is to just get to Norfolk, then it's smooth sailing. Once I'm halfway there, I know I can go all the way.
Just make it to Norfolk.
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Now on to the 3 mile run...I really felt like I rocked it. I ran 8 minute intervals. Meaning I ran for 8 minutes and walked for 1 minute and so on. I had this realization today...it's supposed to hurt. I know that's simple but it's so true. If you don't have to really have to push yourself then you are not growing. And it's going to HURT sometimes! Just suck it up and run through the pain. SUCK IT UP!
SUCK IT UP
Thursday, August 6, 2009
OK. So it's a little early to be breakin out Queen BUT I totally felt like a champion tonight. Really! I took off for my 2 mile run around 9:00pm. It had finally cooled off and I built up enough courage to try running with my hurt knee. It was good. I ran for about .75 miles and felt a little pain so I walked. After exactly 1 minute, I started running again. And I didn't stop until I hit 2.4 miles! I TOTALLY rocked!
You can roll your eyes now. I know you want too. It's fine. I get that that's not really that big of a deal, but to me...IT WAS AWESOME! I AM THE CHAMPION OF THE WORLD! Really.
We are the champions!
(I also realize there is only one of me, so technically the "we" is wrong. But why screw with a great song?)
On a different note...I've gained 3 pounds! 3 pounds people! And don't try to tell my that muscle weighs more than fat because there is no way have I made 3 pounds of muscle in 2.5 weeks! Come on!! I am so pissed! Really! What's the point in killing myself if my butt is not going to get any smaller? ARGHHHHHHH!
Monday, August 3, 2009
My iPod is dead. My knee hurts. And it's 100 degrees outside. Why did I sign up for this kind of torture? Why?! Oh yeah, because it's a good cause. Oh, and to help people. Oh, and to better myself. Hmmmm. Do I really need to better myself? As I always say to my friend Leslie when she tries to talk me into reading one of her beloved self-help books, "I don't need no stinkin help! I'm fine the way I am!"
But I'm not. If I was fine, then tonight wouldn't have almost killed me. OK, so I'm exaggerating a tiny bit, but seriously, it was hard. I didn't have my head in the game. It was too hot and I couldn't concentrate. All we had to do was run 2 miles. 2! That's it. I've been running 2 miles every night for the last 2 weeks. What's the problem?
Trinity really had to push me the first mile. I wanted to stop. I wanted to walk. She pushed me on and I made it. At one mile, Coach David had us stretch. It's hard for me to take a break like that and then get motivated again. But I did. The 1 mile back actually went faster I think. Not because I felt better, but just because I just wanted it to be over.
My knee still hurts and my face is still red. Yes, an hour and a half later, I'm still flushed. But I don't want to die. That's a good sign...right.
Oh, and my iPod (talked about that here) only plays intermittently and when it does start playing again, the volume is always as loud as it will go. Which scares the crap out of me and almost makes me trip EVERY TIME. Why do I continue to run with my broken iPod, you ask. Well, because I can't stand the silence. I wouldn't want to be alone with my thoughts, now would I? Mostly because my thoughts go something like this..."one more step, one more step, one more step, how many more steps? Oh God, I can't do this"
OK, so I'm done complaining. Tomorrow is a new day.
Shut up and run!
(Again, another good mantra. I'm sure that one will be used again too.)
2 miserable miles
Today, Monday, is supposed to be a rest day. I'm going to run. I feel great and I don't want to take another day off. It's too hard to get back in the groove of things. Plus, Tuesday is "sprints and hills" night with the group. I don't want to attempt that with 2 nights off in a row. I may be shooting myself in the foot, but I doubt it.
Picture of the Co.Co. Moms first day if training
Saturday, August 1, 2009
Alarm went off at 5:30am. Got dressed. Ready to head out the door at 6:00am. Where are my keys? I put them in the same place everyday. Crap! I am going to be late for my first official Team In Training (TNT) run. After 10 unsuccessful minutes, I turned all the lights on in a frantic search. Mom woke up..."0h I moved your keys because I was afraid you would loose them." What? Loose them from the place I always keep them? Thanks mom. Oh well, I was on my way. Driving 55mph in a 40mph zone, I get pulled over. PLEASE DON'T GIVE ME A TICKET!! He didn't. And I was the 2nd TNT gal he had pulled over that morning. Thanks Mr. Officer for not ruining my day! I made it with 2 minutes to spare!
After welcomes and announcements, we were off! 3 miles was our goal! TNT folks were running all along the course helping us. Pushing us. Encouraging us. Motivating us! Thanks TNT mentors and coaches!
I feel great. Awesome. Like I accomplished something big today. What a great feeling.
After only 1 week of fundraising, the North Cities Group (McKinney, Plano, Frisco) has raised over $6,000 for The Leukemia & Lymphoma Society (LLS).
I really believe that the Co.Co. Moms (my moms group) alone can raise that amount plus some by the time this is over. What do you think ladies?
Friday, July 31, 2009
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Trinity and I ran the park tonight. 7 times around is 2.1 miles. We went further last night but we pushed ourselves harder tonight. My muscles are screaming at me right now but tomorrow I will feel good. No pain no gain, right? I've always hated it when people said that, but it's true. If it were easy, we'd all be athletes.
No pain no gain
Side note: I broke my pelvis about 10 years ago in a car accident. My left hip has hurt off and on since then.
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
On another note...
My iPod died in the rain from Day 9. Crap. I am so pissed. I need my iPod to run!!!! Crap.
Run! Run! Run!
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
So I did it. At 9:00pm I set off. I was NOT coming home until I ran 2 miles. No ifs, ands, or buts! I'm doing it! The first half mile was great. I was hardly winded. It was barely sprinkling, just enough to keep me cool. Perfect! I can totally do this! I'm still doing the run/walk thing so after half a mile, I walked for 1 minute, ran another half mile, then walked 1 minute, and so on. I was just about to walk after my 3rd half mile when the bottom dropped out. It was pouring! I stuffed my iPod down my shirt and RAN!!! Ran as fast as I could! After about a minute I couldn't see anymore. The rain was so bad that my contacts wouldn't stay in place. I was only a half a mile from home but I COULDN'T SEE! So I just kept running and prayed that I didn't trip and face plant into the concrete. Or worse, stumble in the road and get flattened by an oncoming car. Seriously people, it was that bad.
I made it. When I staggered up to the house, Jeff was getting in the car to come find me. I'm glad he didn't because I MADE IT! I DID IT! And I have to say, that was the best run I've had yet. I felt great when I made it home. Really proud of myself.
JUST DO IT!
(This is a good mantra. Thanks Nike. I'm sure I will use it again.)
Monday, July 27, 2009
It will all work out somehow.
0 miles Rest Day
Saturday, July 25, 2009
I will not quit!
Friday, July 24, 2009
Jessica Biel. Jessica Biel. Jessica Biel.
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
I can totally do this!
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
I do realize to most of you healthy and fit people out there, the amount of running I’ve done seems minimal. Please remember there is a whole group of us that get winded chasing our children around, walking up stairs, or just simply watching other people exercise. I fall into that category. Today was tough but I did it. And I have to say that after our run tonight, I didn't feel awful. Every muscle still hurts, but I'm not discouraged. I think that is improvement.
I will NOT take the elevator.