Thursday, July 29, 2010
However. Yes, this is a big fat however. I have been managing to run (despite a week straight of 100+ temps plus at least 30% humidity everyday--don't worry, that's at least, it's usually a good 70% or so) in the flatland summer. Should I continue whining or just suck it up and tell you about my running? I'll move onto running, my whining isn't attractive, although I bet it's a bag of chuckles to read!
Moving on. Running. Yes. It's been going well, China is actually not bothering me too much the past few weeks. I'm keeping it in check and it hasn't caused too much problem. I heeded the advice in my comments and have been taking care of it regularly and also drinking beer. Hey, who am I to defy a commenter? I do tend to wear my recovery socks on a lot of longer runs, despite the heat. It helps. All of which brings me to my big happy news (see, totally done whining).
Interwebs, I hit a mileage PR last month. I was thrilled. A mileage PR.... UNINJURED! SQUEEEEEEEE!!!!
This brings me to my next point. Mileage. Okay, so yes I hit a mileage PR for July, but I intend to hit another one this month, and again next month, then again in October. Sensing a theme here? I've decided, thanks in part to one smart running chicken's running wisdom, that I haven't been running enough miles in training for a marathon. Last spring I was doing maybe 25 miles a week. Then when the this guy mentioned he cramped up thanks to lack of training mileage I started really thinking about it.
I came to the conclusion that my low mileage absolutely had something to do with my OKC fail. I wasn't running enough for what my body needed to go out and run a marathon at the pace I set out at. Go figure! In my training defense of the spring, I was so terrified of getting hurt that I ran a minimal amount to preserve my legs. Of course, in the end it was my downfall even if it did keep me from initial injury (but wow my legs paid for that marathon for weeks afterwards). Since I'm feeling great running wise and have no sign of injuries (we are coming up on the one year anniversary of my last stress fx mind you) I'm going to keep pushing my mileage for Chicago.
And perhaps, with the right fueling (mistake no. 1 in okc this year), higher mileage (mistake no. 2 in okc) and smarter crossing training (not really a mistake, just a little extra lesson i learned) I will finally run a marathon in Chicago like I know I'm capable of, which is well.
Week 5 - Chicago Training
Wednesday = 7 miles
Thursday = 6 miles
Saturday = 6 miles
Sunday = 14 miles
Total = 33 miles
Week 6 - Chicago Training
Tuesday - 4 miles
Wedendsay - 6 miles
Thursday - 4 miles
Saturday - 5 miles
Sunday - 16 miles
Total = 35 miles
Total Miles for July = 117
Normally I would downplay something like my monthly mileage PR, knowing that for a LOT of runners that is nothing for monthly mileage, that is in fact really low mileage. But in the end, it's a PR for me. Like I said, I'm pretty thrilled about it and excited to see where my running goes from here. Especially once the humidity dies down and my body is all....awwwww snap, there it is. Time to run ho-bag! It's gonna be a good fall. I just wish it were going to be here tomorrow.
This week I am struggling a bit though, I'm having sinus grossness and it's been extra hot this week. But that won't stop me. I am going to run seven miles tonight and so help me if I don't come back tomorrow to post the fact that I ran seven miles... This is why I'm posting mileage on my blog this time around. I don't want to humiliate myself and come back here and have to admit I didn't run because I was tired, or didn't feel 100%. So tomorrow. Hold me to it.
Monday, July 19, 2010
My training for the week went well enough, despite a few debacles and fighting the desire to sit in air conditioning and sleep in (who doesn't battle this most of the time?), I met my goal mileage of 30 miles this week. If I wasn't trying to cut out most sugar in my diet right now, I'd go stuff my face with all manner of candy. Instead I'll drink some water with Crystal Lite in it. Exciting, I know.
My legs are a little tired and sore, as I mentioned before I was peaking around 32 or so miles last spring for OKC training. Plus, I haven't been babying my legs like I was this spring because for the most part I am feeling great. However, add lack of babying to training at a faster pace with higher mileage and my legs are getting a teensy bit grumpy. Most notably that knot the size of China in my left calf. Right now I'm swearing by "the stick." I am convinced it's keeping me from physical therapy since China sure won't give up and leave. If anyone has any suggestions on how to get rid of that sucker, please share.
I'm at a frustrated loss over that knot, pretty sure I was in tears last night because of it. Both from the pain of digging "the stick" into it so hard I was shaking and just general frustration that it isn't going away. It will diminish and loosen up some, but by the end of the week (after being neglected) China comes back with a vengeance. In fact, I resorted to running most of my 10 miles in recovery socks on Saturday despite high heat and humidity even at 6:30a. I stripped them off around mile 6 and that was a huge mistake,.
If I don't do something about China (and my legs in general which tend to get knotty all over) after every run, it's going to jump up and destroy me. I just know it. I try to go to yoga three times a week and use my arsenal of leg fixers: the stick, the foam roller, and the trigger point ball. Yeah I'm a high maintenance runner, I mean, look at the name of my blog for goodness sake. I never claimed not to be! But come on, I'm 31, scrawny and can't help it I knot up. It is what it is, so yeah, I have to baby my legs. That lesson has been learned the hard way after years of injury and FAILING. It's clearly doing the trick, but just enough. I'm still kind of worried this calf knot is going to turn into something wicked at some point. HYSTERIA!
In the end, besides China, I'm feeling positive and hopeful for Chicago. Maybe the third time really IS the charm, but I still have 12 weeks to go and a lot can happen. For now I'm focused on the fact that running is making me happy, I'm feeling good, and staying healthy. I'm grateful just to be out there doing it. Maybe it's age, but I am so much more appreciative of the fact I can simply get up and run when I want to than I ever have been before. Running makes me happy. Period.
Week 4 - Chicago Training:
Wednesday - 6 miles
Thursday - 8.5 miles
Saturday - 10 miles
Sunday - 6 miles
Total = 30 miles
Friday, July 16, 2010
*channeling rocky, but wichita style. our stairs are SO much less impressive, but we
MEANT it nonetheless! and yes we are total nerds and proud of it. SHAMELESS.*
As for the flight or fight. Well, you see. The thing is that I got up at 4:45a yesterday morning to run what was supposed to be nine miles, but ended up being a very disastrous and awkward 5.5. For those reasons I didn't want to run too far last night, one group was run/walking and the other group was running four miles. I started with the four milers and decided to go about 1.5 miles with them, turn around and book it back to the river path entrance and meet the other group of walkers. And of course I CLEARLY DID NOT communicate this fact to The Lawyer. So I booked it back to the path entrance. No group. Keep in mind at this point I realized I didn't: 1) have my phone 2) my road ID was on my other shoes. Crap.
I decided to keep booking it until I caught up, which had to be soon, I just KNEW it. Uh, no. Not the case. A mile and a half and some speedwork later and right in front of the bar where we end, I caught up to them. Right. It wasn't that I felt totally unsafe, I'm just not used to running without my phone or with someone else. And I was in downtown alone (read: shady characters wandering aimlessly around on the route i was running). The worst was running underneath a dark creepy covered bridge alone when I could clearly see a said shady looking person sitting on a bench at the end of the bridge. Shiver. Oh don't judge. Yeah, I'm a wimp. So what? Regardless I was fine, and I got my speedwork in for the week.
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
This list is short and sweet and it contains my ultimate must run marathons in my lifetime:
2) New York
3) San Francisco Nike Women's
Notice Boston isn't on there? I think I could happily end my running career having done those three marathons and never qualifying, I'm actually kinda over the BQ thing for some reason. I just don't care anymore. I know, I can't even believe I wrote that, but it's true. I'm not sure the above listed marathons will all happen, but having No. 1 crossed of the list? Well, that will do for now.
Chicago. So far training has gone well, last week was a bit lax, but that's because I was on vacation. So meh. I still got in some great hilly runs and plenty of rest (which is vital for my running i have learned). Now that I'm back home I am staying on schedule, and feeling good. I'm not even worried about jinxing myself by writing about Chicago, or how I've remained injury free so far, or how I'm loving my runs, or how great I'm feeling inside and out, or how my monthly mileage for Chicago is already surpassing what I did the first two months for OKC. Even though it's hot, muggy and generally disgusting running weather. I love it. I'm excited to get out the door at 5:30a 4-5 days a week to run. And this is why.
Since Chicago is sort of my 'see what I'm made of and if marathons are for me' race (ha race, i use that term loosely). I am giving this marathon everything I have. EVERYTHING. I will run when I'm tired, when I don't feel like getting up at 5a, or feel beat down and over it (uhhh, hello 20 milers in august in kansas with 90 degrees and 70% humidity, can you say hell) or just don't wanna. The thing is I can't run this marathon without giving it my best, something I've never given a marathon before. Yeah I'm totally admitting that. I have never given a marathon my all, and hopefully that's why the past 1.9 marathons didn't go so well for me. I have to go out knowing Chicago got every ounce of everything "running" I had.
I'm still on the no-plan-plan. Kind of. I am planning out my weekend long runs, simply out of necessity: you know, general respect of my spouse and his schedule and needs, being out of town a few weekends during training, a little sanity, etc. My goal is to get up to 45 - 50 miles at the peak of my training. Starting now with no less than 30 miles a week (exception of last week's vacation), and cross train like nobody's business. Please note that at the height of OKC training? I was around 32 miles, that just isn't gonna hack it.
Whew, so now that I have all of that off my chest, in the next few weeks, as I chronicle my Chicago countdown, I plan to include bits and pieces from what I think happened in OKC, what I've learned and different things I'm finding work for me and my running. All of the above? Yeah, it's all for me to note and look back on, stuff you may not care about. Between those posts? I'll still offer you the good stuff.... don't you worry.
Week 3 - Chicago Training:
Tuesday - 4.37 of wicked hills
Thursday - 4
Friday - 5
Saturday - 12
Total = 25.37
Monday, July 12, 2010
It took him a few shots to figure out how best to make this work, there were a few mishaps, but the boy sure has mastered the art of drinking from the fountain for sure. It's quite entertaining and never fails to make me laugh and smile. Every. Single. Time.
Thursday, July 1, 2010
Love your future twitter stalker XOXOXO,