Well, thanks to the flu I will not be running the Shamrock Half in a month.
BUT, thanks to insanity, I WILL be running the Marine Corps Marathon October 30, 2011 in support of Semper Fi Fund:
I better start running again to get in shape for training!
February 07, 2011
Sunday was absolutely GORGEOUS outside. It felt like 50 degrees, sun shining...perfect running weather. I accompanied the sunshine with a little Coheed and Cambria soundtrack to get my through 3 fairly easy miles. Back at the grind today with 3 or 4 miles.
February 05, 2011
Well, I won't even pretend that yesterday's run was pretty...
Friday morning, 4:40 AM, alarm starts sounding but I'm barely moving. I finally get the motivation to head to Back on My Feet, and I'm glad I did. Something about those ladies just brings a smile to my face and (sounds stupid) but lightness to my heart. I always leave feeling renewed and confident....now if only I could learn to hold onto that feeling when I need it most. Oh yeah, and I got a wristband saying "Proud member of Back on My Feet" for my participation :)
The plan was to keep running in DC after BOMF for 8 miles...but I forgot food, water and gels. No good. I headed home to get warm and eat. BTW, chicken noodle soup is NEVER okay to eat before a run of any distance. Just trust me. I headed out midday, not feeling 100% but confident I could do my 4 min run 1 min walk intervals. WRONG.
So on here I put a picture of what the trail looked like...not my cup of tea. Single-tracking with one foot in front of the other is not how I envisioned the 8 miles, but I've been pushing running off long enough that this was a Suck it up moment.
Long story short, I ran/walked the first few miles, then the chicken noodle soup came to greet me. Then self doubt greeted me, then muscles I hadn't used in a loong time were screaming at me.
I ended up walking QUITE a bit...which is okay. Sometimes I forget that I haven't been training regularly and I need to remember I cannot run 8 miles overnight. I ended up doing 6.5 miles out there, and about a mile with BOMF. I'll call it a semi success since I did finish the distance, and I am sore today...just gotta work on that mental block!
Tomorrow is 4 miles, something I can handle :)
February 03, 2011
"Running reminds me that there is more to me than what is readily apparent much of the time. I don't always need to see it, but oh how I need to know it's there. Like having an alter ego, or a super-cool super-hero identity. Yes, to the untrained eye I look a regular, middle-aged mom at the grocery store, but little do you know that before you were even awake, I burned off enough calories that I don't have to eat salad for lunch unless I feel like it. And I can sit peacefully though this meeting or conference call without going stir crazy because I am already pleasantly tired. I can drive to the same places on a routine basis, be on time, and be happy about it because I already blazed a trail of my own. I can encourage everyone else to become their best self, because I am asking more out of myself. I can discipline my children with firmness and kindness because I am practicing discipline myself. I can breathe through difficult situations because I am learning not to panic when it's time to push. I can better appreciate rest when I can clearly contrast it with effort." Kristen Armstrong
I found these awesome words from Kristen Armstrong on her latest entry online on RunnersWorld.com
Sometimes getting out the door is the hardest challenge I will face all day. It greets me with the question of "do I have what it takes to finish my miles today, will I be strong and push through the weakness..."
I'm sure every runner faces these challenges, no matter their skill level. I have been trying to juggle the decision of a last minute 6 week training push for my half marathon on March 20, or giving in to the couch potato and just forfeiting this race.
Well...the couch potato lost. Between finally being my high school weight and talking with some very inspiring people (although I'm sure they didn't know at the time), I deciding that I absolutely cannot quit. I would rather steamroll my body across the finish line because my two legs gave out than tell everyone I quit a race because I thought it would be too challenging.
Isn't that why we run in the first place? To challenge our body and our minds, grow physically and mentally, some even spiritually?
Anyway, the countdown is on, and there are 43 days left until I make my second attempt at 13.1 . No race time in mind, just finish.
I've upped my runs during the week to 4 miles, and I am still participating with Back on My Feet, and starting my long runs at 8 miles...which will be logged tomorrow.
More to come!