It may have been the cool participant shirt, the iphone case, the cool t-shirt, or my inability to not do something I’ve said I’m doing that caused me to go ahead and register for the marathon. I hadn’t done it because after spending the money on GSC I just couldn’t bring myself to spending a little more yet. I knew I had time, but today it was on sale, cheapest it will be. So, it’s done. I AM doing a marathon. 11/2/13
I got this. (P.S. I will likely need many reminders about that over the next few weeks and especially in October.)
As you know from reading previous posts I’ve had a hard time getting runs in the past few weeks. It didn’t get better, this past weekend I was to do a 9 mile run and it didn’t happen. We were in Ohio for a huge softball tournament (World Series) and I had a birth. No way can I make up for the missed runs and not being able to get a long run in is a huge setback. I don’t want to do it, I’m bitter about having to do it, but I’m changing my plans. I’ll do Monumental as a 1/2, Glass Slipper Challenge (GSC) as planned, and then do my full in 2014. The positive is I can really work on adding more distance over time. With the 1/2 in November and GSC in February I’ll keep my weekend mileage higher. This will give me a leg up when I start marathon training again. Don’t leave though, I’ll still blog and all of these changes are still part of my journey to 26.2.
How do you handle the time commitment? I have a hard time honoring that I need my time, that I need something for me and making it a priority. In the past and a few times this season, I’ve ran to softball practice, but because of schedules that didn’t always work out. I’ve ran at 11pm, and still didn’t get them all in. Looking for ways to get it all done.
…I’m a crybaby. Yes, I’m one of those girls that can cry at the slightest thing, even things you wouldn’t think would make a gal cry. Here’s how it’s running related: I cry thinking about the miles I’ll cover; I cry thinking about the moment I finish my 1st marathon; I cry thinking about my races in February at Disney; I cry thinking about the 1st time I run through the castle at Disney World; I cry taking off my KT tape (ok, not really); and I cried today because of something my SIL said and sent. SIL, I know you’ll read this, and you should know, along with everyone else, that knowing that made me cry. I know people read this because I can see the stats, but knowing someone reads this, follows me, and cares really means a lot. So, after I fight off the tears from finding out my blog is being read and I’m being encouraged because I had a couple of crappy running weeks I get a text with a picture. It was something like this:
Same saying, different image. KNOWING what I accomplised will be amazing, and thinking of that made me cry. It’s thoughts about things like how I will feel after I cross that finish line, that I will carry that memory for a lifetime that keep me going.
Thanks, SIL and everyone else, for all the encouragement.
P.S. Something else you should know about me is my grammar is awful, and I’m not much of a writer, but I’m sure you’ve figured that out by now. Good thing this is a running blog and not a grammar blog. Hopefully, you’ll look past all that and stick around because the best is yet to come.
I don’t want to blog about it, I don’t want to even talk about it. That sucked. Really, this whole week sucked. 7 miles defeated me, I defeated myself. I’ve got a handful of excuses, but excuses aren’t ok.
My goal to not miss a run went out the window on Tuesday. Guess what, it went out the window every day this week. My daughter plays softball, a lot if softball and it’s near the end of the season. That means all-stars and travel are squeezing all they can into the last few weeks. Add that to running 3 businesses and well I’m busy. I’m questioning if I’m too busy to even try to do this. We literally had something every night last week. One night we had 3 softball games in 2 locations about 40 min apart.
I had high hopes for today’s 7 miles. I wore my running gear to the 1st softball game and planned to run between games. I had it mapped out.
I headed out and felt great the 1st 1.25 miles. I was excited this is what my 7 miles would look like.
Solitude. Alone. Time with just my thoughts. Peace. Quiet. Boy was I wrong. This was one of the few moments cars weren’t whipping past me.
Then, the 74 breezy degrees that I thought would be a comfortable weren’t. The sun beating down on me kept me from cooling off even with the breeze. At one point I hoped for spontaneous rain, a sprinkler, a creek, any source of water my body could get in. I found this, but a fence surrounded it and I probably would have gotten malaria or something crazy.
I even thought about asking this woman for a ride the rest of the way.
My ITB hurt. I ran out of kt tape last weekend and my order didn’t come. I needed it.
Can I even do this? It sucks having 2 bad weeks in a row. I really hope next week is better. That’s my only goal, a better week.
After reading a Another Mother Runner blog post with a recipe using Nuttzo and listening to the podcast where they talked to the inventor I had to try it. I wasn’t sure I’d like it because it’s chunky and I don’t care for hazelnuts or Brazil nuts, but I like it. Now, to make the recipe that started this and find the creamy version.
Check out nuttzo if you want more info.
P.s. they have a peanut free option and I wasn’t contacted by or given anything for this post.
Week 1 of Hal Higdon’s novice marathon training plan is done. Let me tell you, it kinda sucked. I didn’t get my 3 miles in on Wednesday or Thursday. I hoped the extra rest would help with my long run this weekend, but it didn’t.
I got the long run, 6, in over the weekend. It was rough and was a run/walk combo, but I’m ok with the time I made. I knew it was going to be a challenge when I pulled the plug on my entertainment fairly early in my run because it was bothering me. Sometimes, usually when I’m pushing myself, music and podcasts are too much stimulus when I’m running.
The high five, during my long run, from the random stranger passing by was much appreciated, and helpful. It’s not the 1st time I’ve gotten encouragement from a passerby, but it reminded me how nice it is, how helpful it is, and that I was going to pass it on.
I know I can do this, I can finish a marathon, I will finish a marathon. During my long run I had to fight the mental battle, and encourage myself. The 1st half was the hardest. I had to really fight that voice that said to call for a ride because I couldn’t do it. I didn’t let that voice win, and the feeling of accomplishment came from beating that voice as much as from completing the run. Distance running is as much mental training as it is physical. My mind can easily get the best of me, but I’m determined it won’t.
Goals for the week: get ALL my runs in; get to the chiropractor for an adjustment; watch my food intake especially before my long run(Jalapeño chips before the long run caused some heartburn. Oops!); and give encouragement to runners I see while running.
It’s about to get even more real! Yesterday was the last pre-training run, my 18 week marathon training plan is starting.
3, 3, 3, 5
I was very pleased with my 3 3 mile runs. They were all fairly easy and I had great times. The only down was having to do them on a treadmill because of the heat.
I wasn’t looking forward to 5 miles on the treadmill and had to squeeze them into an already busy weekend. Running 3 businesses, having a daughter that plays travel softball as well as for a rec team, another young kiddo, life in general, and summer weather means I need to get runs in when I can and waiting thinking I’ll have time later often backfires. When I had time it was pouring so I hesitantly headed to the gym. Got there thinking I had just enough time to get it in before they closed and the deadline would push me to not slow down. I was wrong about closing time and they were closing in 15 minutes. So, running outside was the only option. The rain had stopped so I picked a local park with a path to run, and headed out. I didn’t realize how many hills there were. I’ve driven around this area a lot, you don’t notice those hills when your in the car. I was disappointed I had to do some walking even before I hit 3 miles, I can run that easily, but I still covered 5 miles, and still made good time. The hello and high 5 from friends as I passed Mrs Curls was a nice boost. The rain held off until about mile 3 and then it was a nice, light, refreshing rain. I even sat down to stretch an contemplated napping right there because the rain felt so good.
During my post 5 mile cold, and slightly icy ice bath I started thinking about how the run really wasn’t that bad. I didn’t hit a point where I have to force myself to keep going and I felt like I could have gone further if I had to. I was feeling pretty confident until the thought crept in that I’d have to do that same run over 5 times to log a marathon. While the 5 felt good and I could have gone further I couldn’t have done it 4 more times. I have to keep in the moment, not look ahead to the 20 mile run or really even the 26 mile race because I start doubting myself. I have to remember I have 18 weeks that build on each other and that will get me where I need to be by 11/2. The excitement of finishing a week and being able to do it pushes me to the next week.
On tap for this week are 3, 3, 3, 6.
My 3 mile runs didn’t result in any discomfort during or after, but my itb felt a little off during the 5. I’ve been bad about getting adjusted this past week and I think that was part of it. My chiropractor, Dr Kristen Hartwell, is on vacation so I’ll have to wait until next week, but I’ll use KT Tape for my long run and possibly the last two 3 milers.