I’ve wanted to get back to running. The Turkey Trot went surprisingly well. I thought I would barely huff and puff my way through it. So, a happy girl I was, when things went smoother than my pessimistic premonition.
It’s also been a year since my last marathon. The Dopey/Disney Marathon weekend was two weekends ago and my facebook Timehop-ped me back to those days and memories. I am starting to get restless without a race on my calendar to look forward to. Trust me, this is still an odd thing for me to say considering 8 or 9 years I would have scoffed at this type of statement about running. Or any statment involving my name and running really. This is calling my name:
I love that it’s local, the weather is amazingly cool, and it’s a beautiful course. Oh! And family can come cheer me on – yay! I talked to a woman at one of my LuLaRoe pop-up boutiques this past week and she has only missed a couple of years of this race. She raved about it. Not to mention, she was very nice and told me to contact her if I had any questions regarding the race/course. I love my fellow runners!
This nailed it. I’m signing up soon. For the full 26.2. I’m a little behind in training, but seriously, when has that EVER stopped me?!
Of course the lottery for the New York marathon is also currently open. Yet another marathon call! It stays open until February 17th. I put my name in the year before last, but no such luck. I’ll submit my entry soon for this one, too. I’m thinking of signing up for it on the 3rd since this is my birthday. Maybe it will be good luck?
I had visions of starting to run about a week and half ago. In my mind’s eye, I was doing a great job of getting up and being outside pronto. Mother Nature likes to mess with my brain and motivation. The scene of my small town …
The snow is finally rained out and the streets are clear enough for me to be up and off my bum. I saw a few other dedicated individuals running when there was snow/ice on the ground but grace, agility, and balance are not adjectives used to describe yours truly. Now the excuses are gone and the race is a day closer.
I haven’t thought about a training plan. My best adherence to a training plan was 87% and it was when I was part of a training group. My best training cycle when I was on my own resulted in a 68% plan follow through. I would like to do slightly better this go around. Any suggestions or “I swear by” training plans? Do you create your own or follow a more established one?
Great scott – trying to wake up and get out of bed today was extremely difficult. Like stupid difficult. The kicker of it all was I was in bed and asleep by about 10:20 pm last night. My sleep tracker did say I only got 3 hrs and 56 mins of restful sleep. Unfortunately, this is the most “restful sleep” I’ve gotten in a night all week. I’m no expert but perhaps this is a reason for my lethargy?!
Even worse, last night, I came home changed into my running clothes and sat on the couch to digest my energy bites and a banana before running. I finally got off the couch but only to put my sweatpants on.
No running for me. It’s the third day in a row so I really don’t have a choice but to run tonight because…
I have a race tomorrow.
It’s the first race I’ve done since a Turkey Trot back in Nov. I’m not kidding, part of me is wondering if I even remember how to race. I mean, I know it involves running so that’s probably all I need to worry about. Well, that and dressing for 20* weather – could be important, too.
I don’t have any expectations of this 8k. It’s a distance I’ve never run, located in a place I’ve never been and with lots of ice. We need to leave at 6:30 am for the 2.5 hr drive and 10 am start. I recently purchased some Bolthouse Farms juices and protein coffee drinks. This will be my pre-race fuel/coffee beverage.
Then I’m just going to run.
After that we’ll be chowing down on some fried chicken at an establishment that has been touted as MI most “iconic” restaurant, the Bavarian Inn… where they are known for their fried chicken? I don’t get it either. A trip to a Frankenmuth Brewery, to Bronner’s – not on my have to do list but I’ve been told I need to see it. I’m not the tour guide, just a tourist. Then any other place that catches our fancy. I’m looking forward to it.
So there you go. Oh and I caved and had a second, albeit small, coffee this afternoon. There was no hope – my eyes and brain needed fuel.
I felt really ill and ended up losing my breakfast. Sorry for the TMI but it this has a point (sort of). Wednesday morning I still didn’t feel very well but much better than the day before. After work I went for a fantastic run, came home and seriously, the endorphins were running wild! And I was hungry for the first time in two days. “I know!” I said to myself, “I’m going to have chicken taquitos!” They are homemade but still, what is wrong with me?! My poor tender tummy was quite displeased with me. (I used this recipe from Annie’s Eats and I strongly recommend it!)
Alright, onto my fabulous run! Like everywhere, MI has seen better winters. In fact, this is the worst winter since 1996 or something. Snow. Snow EVERYWHERE, ALL DAY! I came to a conclusion yesterday – like my T-Rex ancestors, I would not have survived the Ice Age. On Monday I was so cold I just curled up in blankets and sweatpants/hoodie for a couple of hours. My bones hurt. Essentially, I would’ve been the weak link.
Anyway, when it got up to 40* yesterday I knew I wanted to run outside. Apparently, I wasn’t the only runner with this thought – we were all over campus! The first 2 miles weren’t great. Campus is cleared really well but outside this radius sidewalks are still nasty so I just zig-zagged around as many dry sidewalks as I could find. This included so.many.hills.
At mile 2.45 I started to get into a groove and I didn’t want to sit on the side of the street hoping someone would pick me up anymore. At mile 3.88 I realized I needed to start pushing the pace. It definitely hurt but in that, “I’m a strong runner!” kind of way. I finished out the run with 5 miles and negative splits. I tweeted about it and my friend/coworker sent me this – I couldn’t stop laughing!
I forgot how happy running outside makes me. I also forgot I had a 1/2 marathon in a week and half. Truthfully, I thought it was March 15th and then I got an email on Monday saying it was March 2nd. This is sooner than March 15th. Oopsie. It won’t be my best 1/2 ever. However, I’m doing it with friends, it’s the 2nd year of this local 1/2 and a ton of area runners will be there. It will be like a mini runner reunion. Essentially, a really fun day with some pain! Oh and a t-shirt and medal of course!
Oh and my wish for a Twilight marathon came true! Thank you FXX!