Friday, September 26, 2008

O Well.....

So this little sore throat I got on Sunday night, turned into a nightmare this week. I really, honestly thought I would be better by now. I didn't think this was going to turn into a freak of a cold that would bump me on my ass. I even took days off in the beginning to make sure my body was using the energy to get well. No dice. Geeze o man. Today was the day I was suppose to feel all better, go for a short run, register for the Akron half, and toe the line in the morning. It's going to be a beautiful day for a race, nice course, lots of friends and family out. Bummer. Double bummer. My training has been great, seems like all the pieces were coming together too. Is this some type of cruel joke or something?
So in my down thoughts, I think to myself, what the heck am I doing? I mean, I pour so much heart and soul...and LOTS of time....into my training, and it seems like I just can't produce on the course lately. Training has been going well...but I just need a good race to show it is doing something. Don't get me wrong...I love being out and running...and training, but it's nice to get a reward on the race course from time to time. Especially when that's what your working for. I feel bad too because when I train this much, I'm usually tired quite and bit...and cranky from time to time, which is something Jason has to put up with. He carts me around to my races and deals with my foot rubs, getting ice for ice baths, and other strange running related things. I mean, I'm not getting any younger here either. I feel like people look at me and are like "Isn't it time for you to have kids or something?" I live in a neighborhood of stay at home moms and homes that have 3+ kids in each house. I can't help but feel like they look at me and think that...they even asked my husband when we were going to have kids. I digress. Not that I really care too much...but sometimes I think about that when I'm a bit down. You know how it all goes.
So, in a nutshell...it's been a really bad week. We all have them. This one happens to be on the last week I could have hoped for. Kinds of a mental bummer...along with the physical yuckiness going on. I guess now, I just have to try and get healthy and get back into the swing of things. Plan for another half in a few weeks. Hopefully, I can get it together.
Hopefully, I can make it out to the races tomorrow. There will be so many people participating in so many races, it would be nice to at least watch and cheer. It's just hard to get past the feeling that I should be out running with everyone. I feel like the little kid who didn't get picked for the team and has to sit the bench.
Don't mean to be a bummer today.....I know it's not the end of the world. Just a little release on my part. For everyone racing this weekend.......Good Luck!

Here's a little article to make you laugh...I just can't believe the things people come up with:
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/26892950/wid/11915773?GT1=31037

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Grouchy Pants


So, this is about what I feel like today...with added flu like symptoms. Why, why, why the week of my half marathon? Sigh.

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Easy Come Easy Go

So, the Texas decision has been made for us. It's a no go! I'm kind of happy, kind of disappointed for many reasons. Jason went to visit Texas, and came back to an email that the funding was cut about 1 week later. I really felt bad about the whole thing as we were preparing for him to leave for 1 year. The professor told him the funding was gone...which still makes him wonder if he did something wrong on his visit. I don't think that was the case, because in the adult world, I would think he would have just told him flat out. It just kind of stinks that we went through all this stress for nothing. So the journey continues for a good Post Doc or Research position. He decided if it's a temporary position, he wants it to be within 5 hours so he can come home on the weekends. Awwww. Life happens for a reason I think....I really do. We'll see what comes our way.

On to running news, last week was a really solid week. Easy runs of 7-9 miles, a couple 2 a days, tempo run, workout, & long run. Tuesdays Tempo was awesome for me. 8 miles all ranging from 6:32-6:50. Most miles were 6:44. Last mile was 6:32. I felt almost too good and pushed it a bit the last mile. That doesn't happen too often. That was a good confidence booster.
I took Wednesday off which was nice and much needed.
Friday's workout:
2m w/u
1x1600 (400 rec) (6:17)
5x1000 (200 rec) (3:49, 3:53, 3:51, 3:52, 3:51)
1x1600 (400 rec) (6:14)
2m c/d
This was harder then expected workout for me. The times I think should have felt a bit smoother then they did. I'm in more of a marathon mode training so nothing should feel too fast...but I have my days. I still finished the workout as planned. The last 6:14 mile actually felt better then anything else which I'm guessing is from the 600m recovery.

Ran a long run Sun of 18 miles with a few cut down miles in the middle. The faster mile was 6:49. I have this crazy sweet tooth which is a hormonal thing, so I was thinking of chocolate cake at various points of the run. Mmmmm. I did have a fantastic breakfast with Salty to look forward to after the run. It was such a good time. I don't do things like that enough.
So the total miles for the week was 70.
On top of that I had 2 cakes I was working on Wed-Fri with a baby shower to attend Sat morning. I think all that put me over the top of workload. These cakes are a lot of hard work, especially when you are doing them in your "spare" time. We had a fish fry at our house Sunday evening too. By the time Sunday night rolled around....I was EXHAUSTED. I know I was crossing the line with how tired I was.

So....I wake up Monday morning with a sore throat. I felt it late Sunday night. Go figure. I try and rest up and eat well, but I apparently don't do that well of a job. This was to be a down week for me anyway, so I took yesterday off and napped, baked banana bread, and went to bed early. I still feel like poo. I can't blame anyone else for this but me. Argh. I think I have some crazy hormones floating around too as I think I can cry at the drop of a hat right now. (I'm not a cryer either) It just a crappy start to the week...which happens to be the week of the Akron Half Marathon. Well, I have a few days to get my crap together. I still need to register....heh. I'm going through a slight mental phase too I think. Hopefully, it will all work out.

See you all at the races!!!

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Miles and Miles

The last week has been pretty smooth. I have upped my mileage successfully without breaking into pieces. I'm feeling strong for the most part and uninjured. I'll tell you though, for every 10 miles you add on per week, it seems like such a huge jump. At first it doesn't seem like a big deal, but the legs have been feeling it for a bit. You know, the heavy leg, feeling like you're shuffling, I want to go to bed feeling. I'm plugging along though.

So to recap, the past couple weeks, I ended up running 71 miles with 2 pretty solid workouts. This past week was a solid 75 mile week. I did 1 good Tempo run on Wednesday of 8 miles with all miles between 6:44-6:50....most of then seemed to sit at 6:46. Total time was around 54:13. Felt really good actually, even though I went in feeling a little tired with little sleep the night before. I was happy with the effort and how I felt for the most part. I'm really trying not to go too crazy on every run and workout. Sometime I get caught up in the moment though.

I ran a long run on Sunday which kind of was brutal for the last few miles. I ran all around Hudson and felt good for the first 10 or so miles, then stopped home for some drinks and a potty break, then finished of 8 miles for a total of 18. I didn't drink enough in the humidity and I was dying the last 3-4 miles. I hate when that happens. It kind of makes the whole run seem sucky even though most of it was pretty decent. I was so happy to see my Gatorade when I finished. I sat on the porch and drank all 64 ounces in glory.

Overall, I'm tired. I'm taking 1 day off this week and hope to hit around 70 miles. I thought maybe I'd do my long run of 16-18 miles on Saturday but I have a baby shower in the morning so it looks like Sunday is the day. Akron Half Marathon is on tap the following weekend. I'm hoping to do something good there.

In other news, I got my first real wedding cake order...whohoo!!! It's not until next August of 2009...but what the heck. I'm excited!

Also, Jason went and visited Texas A&M last week as well. He missed the hurricane by just a few hours and made it home safely. Thank goodness! We are still up in the air with what's going on. As of now, it seems if he goes, it will be for only 1 year...and he may just go and I stay. He's hoping he can work from home for a couple weeks at a time every other month or so. I don't know how those military people do it. They are gone for like 2 years without ever seeing each other. I guess you just cope with what your given, but it would be brutal. My husband means everything in the world to me...and we enjoy each others company, so I'm going to miss him if we go that route. Gush gush.

Until next time, I'm just going to enjoy today.....tired legs and all.

Friday, September 5, 2008

Building it up

I'm training for a marathon, I think. It's kind of funny, I haven't registered for one...yet....and don't really have a set training plan. In my mind, I think I'm running Philly Nov. 23rd. I want to see how the training goes through before I commit. If for some reason, things go sour, I'm not above pushing a marathon back to the spring. I just like having the few crappy winter months to chill out.

After the Crim, I switched to "Marathon Mode" training. This means, more (& longer) Tempo runs, increased mileage, & longer intervals on the track. Everything more so at marathon or half marathon pace. It seemed to work well last year when I PR'd at Akron. I'm hoping to be consistent as I think that it the key for me.

So....last week I ran 65 miles. Easy runs between 6-9 miles with a Tuesday 10 mile progression run (last mile was clocked at 6:23) and a Sat 6 Mile Tempo Run. (Avg 6:45 or so). This week I should be between 65-70 miles and I ran a good workout on Tuesday. 2x3200 w/ 400 rec. (6:31, 6:30 Total: 13:01) (6:21, 6:21 Total: 12:42)...then 1 Mile (6:01). Got it done early in the AM since I was having nightmares all night for some reason. I just couldn't sleep so I got up and decided to get the workout over with. I plan on doing a Tempo today or tomorrow of 6 miles again.

Hopefully, next week I can get the mileage around 75 and the Tempo to 7-8 miles. I'd like to build up to 10 or so eventually. Long runs I'd like to build to 22 with some marathon pace miles thrown in. The track workouts I'd like to get to something around 10x1000 (or something equivalent) with longer warm up and cooldowns. The point is the get in the mileage, get in a good workout...but not completely fry myself. I have started throwing in a couple second runs to loosen up and work on endurance as well. That is the plan....we shall see how it goes.

So far so good I guess. No major problems. Just a little tired here and there after workouts and a little stiffness. I'm hoping to build up and take a little breather around the Akron Half and see how it goes. I'd love to be running 100 mile weeks....but I don't think that is going to happen without me dying out.....darn Job & House & Hubby (just kidding!). I feel so lucky to be able to do what I'm doing. So until next time....I'm going with the flow :)

Tuesday, September 2, 2008

Grim Crim

In a nutshell my race at the Crim 10 miler in Flint, MI sucked. It was one of the worst races I've run in my life. The only other one that can compare is 2004 Boston Marathon where it was 87 degrees and I walked a lot of it.

So Jason and I drove up Friday afternoon. I took the day off work....whoopie!! We got on the Turnpike and a semi decided to come into our lane and knock us into the shoulder. I almost had a heart attack. I guess another semi came up on a slow car and bolted into the left lane which caused the semi that almost hit us to come into our lane. I mean, we were doing 80+ and the thought of getting in a wreck that fast......arhhh. I guess it wasn't our time :)

So anyway, we got to La Blanc and headed to Flint to get my race packet. On the way back we found a little Mom and Pop Pizzeria and ate there. It was us and a 50th High School Reunion. It was a good time. The whole time I was thinking about how darn humid it was outside. I knew it would be a humid and hot race so I just braced myself.

So race morning, I woke up and got hubby out of bed. I don't usually sleep well at hotels and this was no exception. I put on my racing clothes, grabbed some nasty (like favored water) coffee and headed downstairs. Jason followed his nose to the breakfast bar and was in bliss. It was like the light shone down for him. Scrabbled eggs, sausage....waffles. O...we HAD to stop and eat. We were already running late....but I told him he had 5 minutes. That man scarfed down 2 waffles and a big meaty sausage muffin thing in like 3 seconds. I wanted to barf watching him. As long as he was happy.

So...fast forward to the start. Since we were running late, I only did 1.5 mile warm up instead of 2. I remember the weather guy saying it was between 75-80 with 90% humidity. When we walked to the start I was like "It's not so bad out here....what's all the fuss about?" As soon as I did the warm up I realized it was going to be a VERY long race. I was drenched from head to toe already. Plus I wasn't feeling as chipper as I had hoped anyway.

So, I just nearly get to the start position and the gun goes off. 15,000 or so people are off! My first mile was 6:34 which was okay. I was hoping to be running around 6:20-25 pace. That 6:34 felt like a 6:14. I missed the second mile. I was thinking I missed the 3rd and maybe even the 4th mile. Nope....mile 3 came up. O MY GOSH! I couldn't believe I was only at mile 3. I was laboring in my breathing....I wanted to die already. Are you kidding?

Honestly, the rest of the race was a total blur. I was struggling to finish. I made a conscious decision to slow down to the point that I could just try and hold on. I remember a few things though:
1) The frat boys who were offering Pizza, Donuts, and Beer (I remember thinking I wanted to barf all over them around mile 6 or 7)
2) The church choir singing some soprano song softly (I was not thinking nice thoughts....even though it was such a nice gesture on their behalf)
3) The never ending rolling hills which never quite made it on the second half of the elevation map which showed a substantial downhill from mile 6-10
4) The guy who passed out in someones front yard on top of their sprinkler at mile 7 or 8
5) The wheezing guy I ran with the WHOLE way
6) The lake I saw and seriously thought about jumping in
7) A pretty house with big round pillars (I love big homes with white pillars)]
8) The girl who pooped her pants....poor girl.....she kept on truckin along though
9) All the nice people with hoses
10) The blasted finish line

You could have rolled me down the hill to the finish for all I cared at that point. My calves were cramping like it was the end of a marathon. I came through my chip time in 1:09:48. I've ran tempo runs faster then that. Argh!
A nice man at the finish area was handing out Popsicles. I wanted to kiss him. I grabbed my metal, an ice cloth, & water. I waited in the finish area for Jason. I waited, and waited, and waited. It was 20 minutes of waiting. I figured he didn't see me, so I didn't want to leave. I finally saw him. He missed me finishing and was worried something happened. Heh....something happened all right.
I tried to be nice....but apparently I still came off kind of grumpy according to him. Um...SORRY. At least I TRIED to not be snippy. I decided to run a 2.5 mile cooldown. I did it....but it was awful. Totally pointless.

So we left to get back to the hotel....since they charge us a half a day if you leave 1 minute after 12. I was so pathetic I needed to sit down for a minute going back to the car. I felt so helpless with the feeling of nausea. Good times.

So, looking back.....I laugh. It was so horrid, it's funny. It's kind of a mental blow though. I'm worried about the Akron half. I don't want to blow up again. It's just such a horrible thing...and kind of embarrassing when people come out the watch you run.

On the plus side...Jason and I had fun. We got away for a little while...even if it was just Flint. Oh...and we got a great tour of 8 Mile. There was a detour which lead us through there. Once we got off on 8 Mile...there were no detour signs. We got lost, and had to stop and ask for directions. It was creepy.

If anything, it had to help my fitness in some way. It also made me tougher in some way I'm sure. Even bad races are fun in some way.

Once we got home....I was ready to chill out....and viola.....bees decided to hatch a nest in our attic and eat a small hole in our bedroom ceiling and die all over the floor. Good thing hubby shut the bedroom door before we left. More good times....that is for another blog entry.