Wasn't my morning and I was late to run club, once again. I decided to sleep in, but if I don't get up and out early on Sundays, the long run gets shortened. So I pulled on my things and jogged over. Various people were doing various distances--Gaz #1 was doing 25km--so I figured I'd just jog around, hopefully for two hours. (Had it been balmy, I would have stretched it out for longer, but hopefully I'll do a long run tomorrow).
I found the group--I'm usually late so have gotten pretty good at guesstimating where to meet them. They were going so fast! I think that's partly why I just can't drag myself out of bed on Sunday in time...I like having the extra couple of miles or so to warm up. My usual pace has gotten slower--it has gotten easier, but also slower. Maybe I'm lazier or more tired. And I don't feel there's much of a difference between running 2-4 hrs at <9:00/mile and running at >10:00/mile. I used to feel bad about jogging slower than 9:00/mile, and now 10:00 or 11:00 or sometimes even 12:00/mile seems fine. As long as I'm happy with my improvements in races and speedwork, I don't really care except when I want to chat with others with the group and they're going so fast! lol
Anyway, I jogged more than 2hrs, more like 2 and a half. almost 15 miles. Some walking in there, but I'm training for an ultra! I didn't eat or drink anything during the run, but certainly did afterwards. If I do a loooong run tomorrow, I'll definitely be chowing down during it. It's good to do some longish runs without fuel, though...helps me tap into the fat. I think i'm getting more used to that feeling of gradually heavier leg muscles straining more to get at that ATP. Unfortunately, my brain runs on the diminishing source of glycogen too, and apparently the demands of the brain come before those of the muscles, but I still get pretty stupid after running for a while. Gaz was very sporting for not pointing out that I was a babbling idiot.
177ish miles this month...will I make it to 200?
Monday, March 30, 2009
Saturday, March 28, 2009
shorts :)
yep, it was shorts weather again today. Lovely and sunny.
Of course, this meant that EVERYONE was out by the Canal, but not too many pushy dogs. And one of them was mine. Granted, all he did was ignore 'Let's go' (he'd stopped to sniff something), but it's a slippery slope, so I put the Gentle Leader on him and that was that. He knows better. I guess the melting snow has unearthed all sorts of interesting smells, but that's no excuse. Anyway, it was a nice gentle run. 7.53 miles. My legs feel fine from yesterday, but the top of my right foot is sore--I think my laces were too tight yesterday. it happens.
I'll be sad if it rains tomorrow...I'm really enjoying spring. This past winter has been my first real full one since 2002, and I'd forgotten how wonderful it feels to get through it. It's almost manic. After coasting about for a few hours yesterday and then today, soaking up the rays as though I had chloroplasts, I felt like I could conquer something. Not sure what, but it was invigorating.
Maybe I have conquered something: I did my last chem lab today. Just have to type up a report and send it off, and then I'm free (to start the next thing, lol). This course has been a major challenge for me.
At any rate, during the ultra, I should try to remember that omnipowerful feeling. I'll need it. LOL
Oh, weight update this week: the dog has lost 1.5 pounds, and I have lost 2. I'm more worried about him, haha, but I could stand to lose some winter insulation. ;)
Of course, this meant that EVERYONE was out by the Canal, but not too many pushy dogs. And one of them was mine. Granted, all he did was ignore 'Let's go' (he'd stopped to sniff something), but it's a slippery slope, so I put the Gentle Leader on him and that was that. He knows better. I guess the melting snow has unearthed all sorts of interesting smells, but that's no excuse. Anyway, it was a nice gentle run. 7.53 miles. My legs feel fine from yesterday, but the top of my right foot is sore--I think my laces were too tight yesterday. it happens.
I'll be sad if it rains tomorrow...I'm really enjoying spring. This past winter has been my first real full one since 2002, and I'd forgotten how wonderful it feels to get through it. It's almost manic. After coasting about for a few hours yesterday and then today, soaking up the rays as though I had chloroplasts, I felt like I could conquer something. Not sure what, but it was invigorating.
Maybe I have conquered something: I did my last chem lab today. Just have to type up a report and send it off, and then I'm free (to start the next thing, lol). This course has been a major challenge for me.
At any rate, during the ultra, I should try to remember that omnipowerful feeling. I'll need it. LOL
Oh, weight update this week: the dog has lost 1.5 pounds, and I have lost 2. I'm more worried about him, haha, but I could stand to lose some winter insulation. ;)
Friday, March 27, 2009
slacking
I'm swamped in lab projects, but am nearly done! I feel bittersweet about that.
Anyway, I have been running, and may even make my 50 mile goal this week, if I run for 7ish miles tomorrow.
Monday: 8.9 miles with the dog.
Tues: 4 miles with the dog
Wednesday, about ten miles total including speedwork. In a pair of new shoes.
And, wow, they got me into some trouble.
http://www.saucony.com/ShoeDetails.aspx?gen=f&use=Race&id=1114&rel=1126,1114,1085,1127,1087,1094,1088,1092,1091,1143,1141
While I was in the States, I went to the running store near my FIL's, like I usually do. They have good prices, a good selection of good running shoes for a smallish store, good clerks, and a treadmill. :D
I'd bought my NB826s there...NB is not a brand I usually fit, but the clerk thought that this model might suit me, and they did! the first pair, at least. The 2nd pair, not so much, for some reason. Same model, but something's a little off. So I needed a new pair of lightweight shoes.
Saucony isn't a brand I've worn much, either, but after running in these shoes for 5 min or whatever, I figured I was good to go.
Wednesday was the inaugural road test. 3-4 mile repeats. I didn't make it to four because those shoes toasted my ass and spread butter and jam on it, even...they're fast. The loops we do aren't quite a mile (0.97-0,98 of a mile), but there are hills in that so that might compensate. Anyway, the first mile, I suddenly found myself kind of near the front. 6:21. I couldn't believe it when I looked at my watch. The 2nd mile, I was smoked by the fast women, though, and I was starting to hurt. I felt for sure that I was slowing down, so I kept pushing, but I was still starting to get depressed about it.
Well, when I looked at my watch, I saw 6:08. !!! It was a nice surprise, but also a weird feeling, to see that air, that zero...I can't really describe it.
The third mile was definitely tougher. My legs were heavy. It was good practice trying to keep things light and going. The others were considerably further ahead this time, but I was happy that I made it in 6:20.
I started a fourth repeat but it just wasn't working. I was really tired and since I laughed or talked just as I was starting, that threw my heartrate off (I have mitral valve prolapse or something, and actually will be wearing electrodes next week to get a better diagnosis). So, my running was done until things got back to normal. Sometimes I jog through it, but I was tired anyway, so I walked back to the coffee shop. Ended up jogging home later.
But, man, I can't believe I ran that fast! Kind of makes up for the poor pacing and aborted workout. That one fast mile is definitely not the point of the workout, and I would have been better served by going slower and doing the 4th repeat, especially since I'm supposedly doing an ultra....but sometimes it's good motivation to be surprised like that, however tiring. I definitely feel like all the winter running has paid off, and I even feel that perhaps I'm faster now than I've ever been, which is highly encouraging. It helped that this was the first speedwork session I've done this year when it's been light out. Makes a big difference not slogging through snow or whatever in the dark. Last time we did mile repeats, mine were in the 7:40/mile range--there was a blizzard. LOL
Thurs: 1 mile jogging to something. That's it. Didn't feel sore from Wednesday, though.
Friday, today: I'm tired, the last two nights have been about 4hrs of sleep. But it's spring! talk about lovely weather--perfect running weather. 9-10C, and very little wind. And sun, too--overcast is better for races, but sun is better for basking. Grabbed the dog and jogged for a couple of hours by the river, 12 miles. His longest distance ever. But it was such good weather for him and he was doing great, so we kept going. Then I dropped him off, refueled, and jogged for about another hour. Total: about 19 miles. I was hoping that we'd done 13 in the first two hours, but there were traffic lights and stretches of loose snow. I was wearing shorts so it was pretty funny running through that snow!
Unfortunately, it seems like a big glass of apple cider is not the right pre-run fuel. That was a sluggish hour, but good stomach practice. I often drink oj before running, and that's fine. Apple cider is probably more acidic, and probably contains less potassium...and it didn't help that I drank so much of it. It made me feel like I was going to throw up.
Tomorrow there's a chance of rain, but it is supposed to be a balmy 15C. wow! That's too hot. lol (but I really wish that summer didn't get much hotter than it did today). I might bring my little tomato seedlings out for a little bit. Time to get them used to being outside.
Anyway, I have been running, and may even make my 50 mile goal this week, if I run for 7ish miles tomorrow.
Monday: 8.9 miles with the dog.
Tues: 4 miles with the dog
Wednesday, about ten miles total including speedwork. In a pair of new shoes.
And, wow, they got me into some trouble.
http://www.saucony.com/ShoeDetails.aspx?gen=f&use=Race&id=1114&rel=1126,1114,1085,1127,1087,1094,1088,1092,1091,1143,1141
While I was in the States, I went to the running store near my FIL's, like I usually do. They have good prices, a good selection of good running shoes for a smallish store, good clerks, and a treadmill. :D
I'd bought my NB826s there...NB is not a brand I usually fit, but the clerk thought that this model might suit me, and they did! the first pair, at least. The 2nd pair, not so much, for some reason. Same model, but something's a little off. So I needed a new pair of lightweight shoes.
Saucony isn't a brand I've worn much, either, but after running in these shoes for 5 min or whatever, I figured I was good to go.
Wednesday was the inaugural road test. 3-4 mile repeats. I didn't make it to four because those shoes toasted my ass and spread butter and jam on it, even...they're fast. The loops we do aren't quite a mile (0.97-0,98 of a mile), but there are hills in that so that might compensate. Anyway, the first mile, I suddenly found myself kind of near the front. 6:21. I couldn't believe it when I looked at my watch. The 2nd mile, I was smoked by the fast women, though, and I was starting to hurt. I felt for sure that I was slowing down, so I kept pushing, but I was still starting to get depressed about it.
Well, when I looked at my watch, I saw 6:08. !!! It was a nice surprise, but also a weird feeling, to see that air, that zero...I can't really describe it.
The third mile was definitely tougher. My legs were heavy. It was good practice trying to keep things light and going. The others were considerably further ahead this time, but I was happy that I made it in 6:20.
I started a fourth repeat but it just wasn't working. I was really tired and since I laughed or talked just as I was starting, that threw my heartrate off (I have mitral valve prolapse or something, and actually will be wearing electrodes next week to get a better diagnosis). So, my running was done until things got back to normal. Sometimes I jog through it, but I was tired anyway, so I walked back to the coffee shop. Ended up jogging home later.
But, man, I can't believe I ran that fast! Kind of makes up for the poor pacing and aborted workout. That one fast mile is definitely not the point of the workout, and I would have been better served by going slower and doing the 4th repeat, especially since I'm supposedly doing an ultra....but sometimes it's good motivation to be surprised like that, however tiring. I definitely feel like all the winter running has paid off, and I even feel that perhaps I'm faster now than I've ever been, which is highly encouraging. It helped that this was the first speedwork session I've done this year when it's been light out. Makes a big difference not slogging through snow or whatever in the dark. Last time we did mile repeats, mine were in the 7:40/mile range--there was a blizzard. LOL
Thurs: 1 mile jogging to something. That's it. Didn't feel sore from Wednesday, though.
Friday, today: I'm tired, the last two nights have been about 4hrs of sleep. But it's spring! talk about lovely weather--perfect running weather. 9-10C, and very little wind. And sun, too--overcast is better for races, but sun is better for basking. Grabbed the dog and jogged for a couple of hours by the river, 12 miles. His longest distance ever. But it was such good weather for him and he was doing great, so we kept going. Then I dropped him off, refueled, and jogged for about another hour. Total: about 19 miles. I was hoping that we'd done 13 in the first two hours, but there were traffic lights and stretches of loose snow. I was wearing shorts so it was pretty funny running through that snow!
Unfortunately, it seems like a big glass of apple cider is not the right pre-run fuel. That was a sluggish hour, but good stomach practice. I often drink oj before running, and that's fine. Apple cider is probably more acidic, and probably contains less potassium...and it didn't help that I drank so much of it. It made me feel like I was going to throw up.
Tomorrow there's a chance of rain, but it is supposed to be a balmy 15C. wow! That's too hot. lol (but I really wish that summer didn't get much hotter than it did today). I might bring my little tomato seedlings out for a little bit. Time to get them used to being outside.
Sunday, March 22, 2009
another experiment
I slept in and thus missed run club completely....I was hoping to make it, but needed to catch up on sleep first. It was too cold for my liking anyway when I got up later (I'm a princess), so I worked on chem projects for about 7 hrs without snacks. Yeah, chemistry is anti-snacking. All those clear liquids that aren't really water...
So by the time I got to dinner, I was starving. Two plates of hamburger helper-esque stuff and some desert went down pretty quickly. then I figured, hey, why not run? This would be great training for the ultra, to run with a gut full of somewhat potentially volatile substances. I am a wuss when it comes to this sort of thing, after a few close calls and a year on Bentyl, but there is no way I'm going to run 50 miles on an empty stomach. And I've gotten used to eating during my long-long runs, but not to such a degree. Some balaklava and expresso is nothing compared to a mess of noodles and fried beef. Yes, there are greater challenges, but in due course. Baby steps. If I can trot comfortably while stuffed with kimchi or poutine or whatever, I'll feel a lot more confident about the ultra.
I grabbed the dog and off we went. It felt easier than yesterday's run/jog/walk/slog. My legs were lighter. And when the hamburger helper concoction was still in my stomach, I was ok, I think. Not 100% comfortable, but ok. After about a half hour, though, the magic started to really happen.
In the past, I would have cut the run short at this point and walked home. (Except for that one time I was stuck in the field grade officer neighbourhood on a really small post--I had to bolt out of there asap before some wife of major/colonel so-and-so saw me crap my shorts, and in front of her children too, and of course this would have shot through the grapevine even faster than, well, the velocity of the incriminating evidence....it was honestly that kind of place, but fortunately there was a public washroom about 10 min away. I hit that sucker hard and disgusted a couple of poor old ladies in there instead.)
At any rate, I was relatively unenlightened then.
You see, I have since learned about the external sphincter. This is the very last gateway to the outside world. And it is composed of voluntary muscle. That's right, my conscious thought can override the impulses of my reptilian brain. This is the mantra I have armed myself with during this eat-and-run adventure: 'the external sphincter is voluntary muscle the external sphincter is voluntary muscle the external sphincter, etc' and with that I can cinch that baby CLOSED.
Not without waves of increasing discomfort and mounting self doubts, but I held it together for an hour and twenty minutes. I'd been hoping for an hour, so I was happy. Triumphantly, we walked the last mile home. Briskly.
In retrospect, it would have been good to resume jogging after, say, ten minutes of walking, just to see if ten minutes would be enough to eliminate the problem....something else for the future. I can get jacked up on cabbage or something beforehand.
At any rate, I'm proud of myself!
A quick note about the dog...he didn't handle winter well. Not much I can do with him when it's -20, and I can cut his food intake only so much. A few days ago, he weighed in at a disgusting 70.5 pounds, so we'll have regular weigh ins, starting next weekend. Now that it's not totally winter anymore, we can run more, and that will help a lot. He should be around 54-58 pounds.
So by the time I got to dinner, I was starving. Two plates of hamburger helper-esque stuff and some desert went down pretty quickly. then I figured, hey, why not run? This would be great training for the ultra, to run with a gut full of somewhat potentially volatile substances. I am a wuss when it comes to this sort of thing, after a few close calls and a year on Bentyl, but there is no way I'm going to run 50 miles on an empty stomach. And I've gotten used to eating during my long-long runs, but not to such a degree. Some balaklava and expresso is nothing compared to a mess of noodles and fried beef. Yes, there are greater challenges, but in due course. Baby steps. If I can trot comfortably while stuffed with kimchi or poutine or whatever, I'll feel a lot more confident about the ultra.
I grabbed the dog and off we went. It felt easier than yesterday's run/jog/walk/slog. My legs were lighter. And when the hamburger helper concoction was still in my stomach, I was ok, I think. Not 100% comfortable, but ok. After about a half hour, though, the magic started to really happen.
In the past, I would have cut the run short at this point and walked home. (Except for that one time I was stuck in the field grade officer neighbourhood on a really small post--I had to bolt out of there asap before some wife of major/colonel so-and-so saw me crap my shorts, and in front of her children too, and of course this would have shot through the grapevine even faster than, well, the velocity of the incriminating evidence....it was honestly that kind of place, but fortunately there was a public washroom about 10 min away. I hit that sucker hard and disgusted a couple of poor old ladies in there instead.)
At any rate, I was relatively unenlightened then.
You see, I have since learned about the external sphincter. This is the very last gateway to the outside world. And it is composed of voluntary muscle. That's right, my conscious thought can override the impulses of my reptilian brain. This is the mantra I have armed myself with during this eat-and-run adventure: 'the external sphincter is voluntary muscle the external sphincter is voluntary muscle the external sphincter, etc' and with that I can cinch that baby CLOSED.
Not without waves of increasing discomfort and mounting self doubts, but I held it together for an hour and twenty minutes. I'd been hoping for an hour, so I was happy. Triumphantly, we walked the last mile home. Briskly.
In retrospect, it would have been good to resume jogging after, say, ten minutes of walking, just to see if ten minutes would be enough to eliminate the problem....something else for the future. I can get jacked up on cabbage or something beforehand.
At any rate, I'm proud of myself!
A quick note about the dog...he didn't handle winter well. Not much I can do with him when it's -20, and I can cut his food intake only so much. A few days ago, he weighed in at a disgusting 70.5 pounds, so we'll have regular weigh ins, starting next weekend. Now that it's not totally winter anymore, we can run more, and that will help a lot. He should be around 54-58 pounds.
Saturday, March 21, 2009
:(
R&R was a blast but it went by so quickly. My husband left early this morning.
This time, though, we'll be apart for only 3 months, inshallah. That's about a third of what we'd been through. This way, it seems sort of like a nine-month deployment and a bit tacked on to give us time to get our crap together before moving in together again. It should go by pretty quickly except for the last week or so.
Meanwhile, I'm sad, I miss him, but I've got to get through all these chem labs quickly and that will make the time go by quickly at first. That's the key, getting over those first few weeks by staying busy. Then things kind of settle into a rhythm. Unfortunately, for me, that usually means sleep deprivation....
And, oh, running. Yeah, that thing. That took sort of a backseat. I ran some, but my heart wasn't in it. We did hike and walk a lot, though, and I've decided, I'm counting those miles. After all, I'm training for an ultra, and a bunch of those walking/hiking miles were either on sand or hills, or while wearing backpacks or carrying stuff. Admittedly, the longest walk was 6-7 hrs in Montreal, punctuated by beers and smoked meat and shopping, but, hey~those were hard-earned miles and took a long time. I might make it to 200 miles again this month, at any rate!
Today, though, my husband left at the ungodly hour of 5:00 am. I moped for a bit, and then decided that since it was spring, the path by the river should be clear. Dang it, it should be! So the dog and I set off for a very leisurely 10 mile jog/walk, to Westboro beach and back. It took nearly two hours. Bits of the path were under snow, some of it a few inches deep, and there was a bit of ice, but most of the path was clear.
My legs felt so heavy, though! But I'm not entirely surprised by this. We usually go visit my MIL and then my FIL, and this toasts my legs: a few days running in the 'hills' (Appalachians, I guess--there's nothing flat there, at any rate), and then a few days running on trails near my FIL's house, and then a few days running in/on sand by his beach house. I'm not complaining! But fatigue has crept up on me before with this menu of terrain.
Anyway, I have got to get my crap together with this ultra. It's in 7 weeks. WTF??! I've already done a few four-ish hour runs this year...if I can squeeze in a couple more, maybe 5 hrs, that would be great. And a back-to-back or two. If I can jog two or three hrs one evening and then 4-5 hrs the following morning, that's the best I can do at this point, I think. Meanwhile, I have to look at the route more carefully, where the hills and fuel stops are, where I can have stuff sent to, etc, etc. And I have to get a headlamp. I've already decided to mostly walk for that first hour while it's still dark, lol, but they still insist on a headlamp.
I found out that they will have chicken broth at the fueling stations, though!
Seven weeks....shoot....but in a way, that's good. I can focus for 7 weeks. 16 weeks or whatever for marathon training seems too long, but 7 weeks, that's not endless.
So, top priority: longer long runs, and back-to-back runs. I don't think I have time for more than two weekends of the latter...
stairs, stairs, stairs---probably those on/behind the hill. I figure I can throw those in fairly often.
something on trails, although I think running in all this snow for the last umpteen months counts for something.
This time, though, we'll be apart for only 3 months, inshallah. That's about a third of what we'd been through. This way, it seems sort of like a nine-month deployment and a bit tacked on to give us time to get our crap together before moving in together again. It should go by pretty quickly except for the last week or so.
Meanwhile, I'm sad, I miss him, but I've got to get through all these chem labs quickly and that will make the time go by quickly at first. That's the key, getting over those first few weeks by staying busy. Then things kind of settle into a rhythm. Unfortunately, for me, that usually means sleep deprivation....
And, oh, running. Yeah, that thing. That took sort of a backseat. I ran some, but my heart wasn't in it. We did hike and walk a lot, though, and I've decided, I'm counting those miles. After all, I'm training for an ultra, and a bunch of those walking/hiking miles were either on sand or hills, or while wearing backpacks or carrying stuff. Admittedly, the longest walk was 6-7 hrs in Montreal, punctuated by beers and smoked meat and shopping, but, hey~those were hard-earned miles and took a long time. I might make it to 200 miles again this month, at any rate!
Today, though, my husband left at the ungodly hour of 5:00 am. I moped for a bit, and then decided that since it was spring, the path by the river should be clear. Dang it, it should be! So the dog and I set off for a very leisurely 10 mile jog/walk, to Westboro beach and back. It took nearly two hours. Bits of the path were under snow, some of it a few inches deep, and there was a bit of ice, but most of the path was clear.
My legs felt so heavy, though! But I'm not entirely surprised by this. We usually go visit my MIL and then my FIL, and this toasts my legs: a few days running in the 'hills' (Appalachians, I guess--there's nothing flat there, at any rate), and then a few days running on trails near my FIL's house, and then a few days running in/on sand by his beach house. I'm not complaining! But fatigue has crept up on me before with this menu of terrain.
Anyway, I have got to get my crap together with this ultra. It's in 7 weeks. WTF??! I've already done a few four-ish hour runs this year...if I can squeeze in a couple more, maybe 5 hrs, that would be great. And a back-to-back or two. If I can jog two or three hrs one evening and then 4-5 hrs the following morning, that's the best I can do at this point, I think. Meanwhile, I have to look at the route more carefully, where the hills and fuel stops are, where I can have stuff sent to, etc, etc. And I have to get a headlamp. I've already decided to mostly walk for that first hour while it's still dark, lol, but they still insist on a headlamp.
I found out that they will have chicken broth at the fueling stations, though!
Seven weeks....shoot....but in a way, that's good. I can focus for 7 weeks. 16 weeks or whatever for marathon training seems too long, but 7 weeks, that's not endless.
So, top priority: longer long runs, and back-to-back runs. I don't think I have time for more than two weekends of the latter...
stairs, stairs, stairs---probably those on/behind the hill. I figure I can throw those in fairly often.
something on trails, although I think running in all this snow for the last umpteen months counts for something.
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
catching up
I've been distracted this week. A lot of family stuff. And I've also been really crabby about running. I'm tired of winter, tired of wearing layers, tired of chafing, tired of ice, tired of not being able to run with the dog as much.
However, it looks like the weather will improve, and I'm thrilled. knock wood.
Monday and Tuesday, about 2 miles each day, running to/from errands.
Today, 6.13 slow sluggish miles with the dog. It was still a nice run, only about -4, and sunny. See, that's what winter should be like, just a hint of briskness. then 6.51 miles in the evening. Speedwork! sort of. I'm still sort of hollow--I'm not sore, but I still don't have as much spring as I used to. Which is ok. I'm just letting things happen. But I decided to try running a little faster tonight. I was slower than usual, and I didn't do the whole workout, but I didn't tire myself out too much, either, and it was fun and got things revved up in a positive way, I think.
I said I was reverse tapering, but they didn't buy it. Apparently, I'm really sparing myself for my husband's arrival...TOMORROW. Like, wow. I can't describe how it is to see your loved one after 8ish months apart. A lot of emotions.
So I probably won't be doing speedwork next week, nor 50 miles. LOL
However, it looks like the weather will improve, and I'm thrilled. knock wood.
Monday and Tuesday, about 2 miles each day, running to/from errands.
Today, 6.13 slow sluggish miles with the dog. It was still a nice run, only about -4, and sunny. See, that's what winter should be like, just a hint of briskness. then 6.51 miles in the evening. Speedwork! sort of. I'm still sort of hollow--I'm not sore, but I still don't have as much spring as I used to. Which is ok. I'm just letting things happen. But I decided to try running a little faster tonight. I was slower than usual, and I didn't do the whole workout, but I didn't tire myself out too much, either, and it was fun and got things revved up in a positive way, I think.
I said I was reverse tapering, but they didn't buy it. Apparently, I'm really sparing myself for my husband's arrival...TOMORROW. Like, wow. I can't describe how it is to see your loved one after 8ish months apart. A lot of emotions.
So I probably won't be doing speedwork next week, nor 50 miles. LOL
Sunday, March 1, 2009
Long run
It was actually a bit longer than I thought I'd do: 10.08 miles. I didn't get much sleep last night and got to run club late; I jogged around a couple of miles and then found my people. The pace felt a little fast, but it was ok. My legs weren't sore, I didn't push them, but they're still lacking a bit of ping. I chatted and ran with my friends for about an hour (and we stopped for coffee and pralines, lol--that darn Byward Market temptation!), and then I jogged the last couple alone, more slowly. I'll just keep things easy until I feel like I'm back to normal.
This won't be hard to do...my husband is en route. Might still take a few days for him to get here, but it won't be long now. I don't think I'll run much while he's here. He's been running too, but in much warmer weather.
Actually, I just checked and it's only +10 or so there! I figured it would be in the twenties by now, but what do I know, apart that it's now too warm to order him cheese? (lol, yeah, Hickory Farms ships, but the cheese season is over). The only time I've been in the Middle East was during one summer. So, it'll be a bit less of an adjustment than I thought, but still cold, and I don't think he's going to want to run in -20 windchill.
Should be warmer in the States, though.
Anyway, I guess I'll take a nap.
edit: took the nap, then played in a concert, for real. I used to be a musician. It's been about six years since I've performed, though, and I'm really rusty. Fortunately, I was only needed for one piece, about 15 min. My guts have been sort of off recently again and nerves really did a number beforehand, but once things got rolling, it was fun. I like having the increased focus. I've missed that. Not the pre-concert jitters, though. A: not fun and B: pretty much like race jitters anyway. I tell myself, though, that the queasiness is due to blood being diverted from my digestive system to places that will be working, like my extremities.
AFter that, I was going to go to yin yoga, but instead decided to stay home, eat Kraft Dinner, lie on the couch (and eat KD at the same time--I'm a pro at this) and watch Waterworld. Totally veg.
This won't be hard to do...my husband is en route. Might still take a few days for him to get here, but it won't be long now. I don't think I'll run much while he's here. He's been running too, but in much warmer weather.
Actually, I just checked and it's only +10 or so there! I figured it would be in the twenties by now, but what do I know, apart that it's now too warm to order him cheese? (lol, yeah, Hickory Farms ships, but the cheese season is over). The only time I've been in the Middle East was during one summer. So, it'll be a bit less of an adjustment than I thought, but still cold, and I don't think he's going to want to run in -20 windchill.
Should be warmer in the States, though.
Anyway, I guess I'll take a nap.
edit: took the nap, then played in a concert, for real. I used to be a musician. It's been about six years since I've performed, though, and I'm really rusty. Fortunately, I was only needed for one piece, about 15 min. My guts have been sort of off recently again and nerves really did a number beforehand, but once things got rolling, it was fun. I like having the increased focus. I've missed that. Not the pre-concert jitters, though. A: not fun and B: pretty much like race jitters anyway. I tell myself, though, that the queasiness is due to blood being diverted from my digestive system to places that will be working, like my extremities.
AFter that, I was going to go to yin yoga, but instead decided to stay home, eat Kraft Dinner, lie on the couch (and eat KD at the same time--I'm a pro at this) and watch Waterworld. Totally veg.
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