Thursday, April 27, 2017

This Is Ground Control to Major Tom

Oh hey! This week just got away from me. I was all set to post about the 10K I did last Saturday, but then life happened and here we are on Thursday.

It still counts if I get the recap in before I do my next race, right?

I ran the Martian Marathon 10K as a training run. I had six miles on the schedule and figured it would be just as much fun to run the six on a closed course as it would be to run through my neighborhood.

Funny story, when my alarm went off for me to get up and leave. I turned it off and went back to sleep. I thought, 'eh, I don't really want to get up and drive twenty minutes to just run six miles. I can do that at home.'

Then my sons both started whining...seriously, as soon as they woke up...and I said, 'you know, that race sounds really fun right now'. And I left them with their dad. Sorry, honey.

The 10K and 5K started together at 8AM.

Look at all those happy runners!

I zoomed in because it isn't super obvious, but the run started UPHILL.
Isn't that mean?
Aside from the sun, it was a perfect running day. Temps were in the high 40's at the start. I forgot my fuel belt so I wore my running jacket for the pockets. A tenth of the way into the run, I knew I would be too hot. I tied the jacket around my waist, which was fine for six miles. I wouldn't recommend it for any more than that. Nothing like having your cell phone bang against your thigh every few feet.

I don't know if it was the weather or just the fact I was so excited to have a long run that wasn't in the double digits, but I had so much fun! My music was great, the course was fun, the people around me were nice. (I am sure they hated me as I passed them all perky and cheerful like mother effing Pollyanna) I had to reign myself in a whole bunch. This was a training run, which meant SLOW THE EFF DOWN, MEG.
The good news, I felt GREAT during the whole run. Yes, I should have gone much, much slower. But, you know, sometimes it is nice to know your legs have that in them. When slogging through 23 miles at a much slower pace and thinking "I am never going to finish 26 miles within course limits" it helps to know, well at least I can run a 10K at a decent pace.
One more six mile long run this upcoming weekend and I am officially done with my long runs for this training. Isn't that crazy?

Thursday, April 20, 2017

Slow Down, You Crazy Child

Got in another mile for my streak.

I slept through my alarm this morning which means I will be running my regularly scheduled training run after rehearsal. Just like I think "what kind of idiot runs 20 miles for fun?", I often think "what kind of idiot goes for a run at 10PM?". Such is life.

This weekend I am running in a 10K race for my training run. I have to tell myself (repeatedly) this is a training run. There is no reason, whatsoever, I should go out and run this thing fast. First, I haven't really trained for speed AT ALL. Second, I have a marathon two weeks from the race. I want my legs to be fresh as happy little daisies for that bullshit.

I have participated in this particular race in a variety of ways. I volunteered once. I ran the half marathon. This time I run the 10K. If you're local, this is the Martian Marathon series of races. I think they do a pretty good job. And the road we run on has a couple of hills. These legs were MADE for hills.

That's my mantra. Have I mentioned this at all? The friend I run with for my long runs, B, has done multiple marathons. He does the Galloway method and told me Galloway recommends coming up with a mantra for hills and a mantra to get through races. When it gets super tough, you have to visualize your mantra. For hills, I have come up with: These legs were made for hills.

As for the rest of the race, my mantra is going to be simply: YOU GOT THIS. Remember all those miles of training? YOU GOT THIS! Remember all the times you could have slept in and instead went out for a run? YOU GOT THIS! Remember the wet runs, the cold runs, the hot runs, the runs on the treadmill with two little boys dancing around you and asking you for cookies and snacks and "when are you gonna be done, Mama"? YOU GOT THIS!

I also know I want to borrow a page from Steph's book and dedicate the miles to different people. When I have that list I will share it. I'm gonna make sure the LLL Support Crew out on the course knows it, too. So if at mile 19 I am ready to cry someone can shout, "This one is for ____!"and it will--hopefully--boost my spirits.

Wednesday, April 19, 2017

Every Move You Make

When I was pregnant, the time leading up to delivery didn't exactly drag, but it didn't fly by. It FELT like nine months. I worked until two weeks before my delivery date. Once I was done with work, all of sudden time seemed to speed up.

We had the cribs assembled, the bedrooms ready to go, the car seats in and checked, the house stocked with diapers. We went to breastfeeding classes, and had sterilized bottles, and a breast pump, and post-maternity outfits, and bouncers, and swings all put together--we were ready! Even then, even though I knew we had prepared as much as we possibly could, I still started to panic. Because, as much as we did, we still had no effing clue what we were doing.

That's how I feel about this marathon.

I am trained. Which sounds crazy. Because if you told me a year ago I would be able to train for a marathon without missing out on precious time with my family, I would have told you you were a nut job.

I am mentally prepared.

I have my outfit picked out. I have my fuel plan all set. I have my gigantic stash of Body Glide ready to go.

I am prepared for rain. I am prepared for heat. I have a back-up outfit if it is cold.

I am as ready as I can possibly be.

Yet, each run I do from now until the day of the marathon makes me feel that little bit of panic all over again. I am as ready as I can possibly be, but still...I have no effing clue.

Monday, April 17, 2017

And Then There Were None

I did it.

I completed all of my long runs (save one or two of the shorter long runs) for my marathon. In three weeks I'll be running the Flying Pig.

This last run wasn't that brutal. OK, it sucked, but that was because I was only able to get six miles done outdoors before the thunderstorms rolled through. I ended up doing the other 17 on the treadmill. I got some movies On Demand and just stuck it out but it was boring and I almost cried during the last mile. Only good thing, because I was on the treadmill, I had my water and my Powerade and my waffles and my jellybeans and fruit leathers all just hanging out. I was perfectly hydrated and felt good. Plus, the treadmill was easier on my knees so they didn't hurt as much.

Now, I'm done. I step back on the mileage. And I trust the taper.

Yeah, right.

Wednesday, April 12, 2017

It's My Birthday Too

Yesterday, I turned 37.

There was much fanfare and to-doing up in these parts.

OK, maybe not so much. I got to hang out with family, I played Pub Trivia, it was a riot. Then I went to bed by 11. I am old.

I did do my annual Run My Age. Ha, no, not 37 miles...I am only 26.2 miles worth of crazy.
I ran 3.7 for being 37.

And my sweet little guys got me flowers. What more could a running mom ask for?

Tuesday, April 11, 2017

It's Alive!

The streak is alive and going strong. Even with a clogged ear that really wanted to be an ear infection, I still managed to get my body moving.

Not sure, where I left off on pictures, but I have been doing screen shots of my Fitbit steps when I workout. It's neat--and I am sad I have not done this before--but I just start a workout with my Fitbit and march or walk around my house until I hit a mile. I did that a few times when I got home late at night and the treadmill wasn't an option.

Friday's marching

Saturday's marching
Like I said, I was under the weather. I didn't have it in me to do my six mile training run. Nothing like a late spring cold to just make my life better and easier, right? Instead, I checked with my friend to make sure he could drive me home, and walked up to the bar where we had Pub Trivia. It ended up being about a 3.25 mile walk. It was good to get some mileage on my legs.

It helped me feel a little better to see I could walk pretty fast. My goal is to take the first half of the marathon very, very easy since that is the hilliest part of the course. Cut off time is a 7 hour marathon, and they open the course progressively at a 16 minute mile. Figure with a slow but steady pace for the first ten miles I should have enough juice left in the tank to finish strong.

Saturday I run my last long run before the marathon...TWENTY-THREE MILES! Is that insane? It seems like only a crazy person would get up at 5AM on a Saturday to run around her neighborhood for six hours.

Good thing: I will be able to eat an extra helping of cheesy potatoes on Easter Sunday.

Wednesday, April 5, 2017

Gonna Make You Sweat

If you put it down on paper, it is hard not to commit to it. That's how it works for me, at least.

I said I would walk a mile, or do my scheduled runs, every single day in April. Well, I didn't start until the 2nd, but that's ok.

Here's what we got:

One mile on the treadmill after rehearsal Monday night:

Three miles on the treadmill for a training run on Tuesday:
And just for shits and giggles, twenty minutes on the stair stepper after my run because HILLS:
I love that little stair stepper. Credit where credit is due, huge shout out to Runs to Get Waisted, for introducing me to the awesomeness of this little guy. It might not seem like much, but twenty minutes on this bad boy had my quads singing!

Can I call it a streak if it's only been three days? Why not, it's my life, I do what I want!

Monday, April 3, 2017

A Mile a Day

The good news: I only missed two SHORT training runs in March.

The bad news: After my 20 miler a week ago, I feel just a smidge burnt out. I lacked motivation and skipped TWO runs this week. Since I only skipped two the entire month of March, and it is only April 3rd, this is not a good thing.

To find my mojo and keep up with my training schedule so I can kick ass at the Flying Pig, I've got a month long challenge for myself.

The Challenge:

Walk or run at least one mile every single day. And I mean, consciously walk, as in go out on my lunch and walk or get on the treadmill and walk. I'm not going to count the Fitbit steps I get in throughout the day.

I'll do my training runs on training days and walk on the other days. Or maybe do an easier run if I feel up to it. No over training, just getting up and moving more than I have in a few days. Gotta get those legs in marathon shape ASAP!

I REALLY need to work on my cross training, too but when one loses her motivation for anything except for Netflix, it can be tough.

One month and four days until the marathon! No time for slacking now!