Long run today! 10 minutes and 20 seconds without stopping!! foot felt fine! Next weekend, 12 minutes. ooooo
I am hoping to increase the length of this long run even more, of course, but it is kind of nice to head out knowing that it'll only be ten minutes. Some days, I really miss the long easy jogs, though. I feel like I'm seeing all the same stuff and I'm sad that I probably won't get to do some of my favourite routes before the snow stuffs them up.
The snow from last night, though, was piddly. Serves it right: it wasn't supposed to come before Halloween, that's the rule!
Sunday, October 31, 2010
Saturday, October 30, 2010
Day ?
The dog and I didn't run on Friday--my foot felt a bit stiff. Serves me right for tearing around on asphalt in old stiff and heavy trail shoes. It was back to feeling fine today so we ran.
6X 6min intervals, with 50 sec between intervals. Some of the running intervals were a bit longer, though, because I kept forgetting to look at my watch. I suppose that's a good sign.
I was going to take tomorrow off but I'm toying with the idea of doing a 'long' run, a whole 8-10 minutes without stopping, but in proper shoes this time. I might ditch the dog for this run. will see! It felt right to run a bit of a longer stretch the day after running intervals.
6X 6min intervals, with 50 sec between intervals. Some of the running intervals were a bit longer, though, because I kept forgetting to look at my watch. I suppose that's a good sign.
I was going to take tomorrow off but I'm toying with the idea of doing a 'long' run, a whole 8-10 minutes without stopping, but in proper shoes this time. I might ditch the dog for this run. will see! It felt right to run a bit of a longer stretch the day after running intervals.
Thursday, October 28, 2010
I've lost count again.
A lot has happened. The stair repeats disappeared (I got bored with them, I guess), and the morning yoga, pushups and situps temporarily disappeared (along with a hostel/B&B, which is a whole other story, but I didn't really want to stay there anyway once I realized that 90% of the people wandering about in the neighbourhood were skeevy looking men), a Muay Thai tournament, a weekend tinkering with hydrocarbons and glassware and one minor accident, my first in a lab, just a 'bump' and splatter, a red-eye flight which was oddly comforting since the flight attendants were trained to treat it like Adult Nap Time (this was after a nap in front of an HD TV turned to the fireplace channel; any other airport terminals have this, I wonder?)
Anyway, this is my easy week. It was appointed as such even before I realized that I was too tired to do much more than walk on Monday and Tuesday. Wednesday was supposed to be 5 minute intervals, but I decided that since I was going to run just 2 times that week, I might as well ease into six minute intervals. And they were hard. It didn't help that my dog couldn't quite keep up at times, which made things seem faster and harder. I did five repeats and then tried to jog a sixth, but that made my foot hurt.
Today, I walked for a while in the morning with the dog (I really don't want him to get as fat this winter mainly because his vet appointment is in March which is before the ticks emerge but also before the adipose tissue reduces, and I'm sure the vet is tired of hearing about the 70 pound dog who is not 70 pounds during the rest of the year, I swear!).
And then, because it has become routine to walk a bit before his supper, we walked this evening. But the weather was perfect running weather and I was craving something more even though I wasn't wearing suitable clothes or shoes (I was wearing old trail shoes). We walked out and after 1.5 miles or so, we turned back and I started running. I decided to try to run for 8 minutes, just one interval to keep it kind of light. This seemed like a good way to introduce running into another day of the week. I'm envisioning a long walk with a gradually increasing running interval, and maybe turning all my walks into that.
The prospect of doing just one easy interval was added excitement. We ran 1.16 miles in eight minutes. I had to measure it online because I'd figured that 8 minutes would be about one mile, and I knew where the one mile point was, roughly, and that I'd passed it.
I'm surprised the dog kept up.
Tomorrow, we're going back to six minute intervals, hopefully at least five. I've decided that I'll attempt a sixth, but I'll cut it short rather than jog and hurt my foot.
I won't be racing anything this year at least, but hopefully I will be able to run continuously for more than 20 minutes by the end of it.
Anyway, this is my easy week. It was appointed as such even before I realized that I was too tired to do much more than walk on Monday and Tuesday. Wednesday was supposed to be 5 minute intervals, but I decided that since I was going to run just 2 times that week, I might as well ease into six minute intervals. And they were hard. It didn't help that my dog couldn't quite keep up at times, which made things seem faster and harder. I did five repeats and then tried to jog a sixth, but that made my foot hurt.
Today, I walked for a while in the morning with the dog (I really don't want him to get as fat this winter mainly because his vet appointment is in March which is before the ticks emerge but also before the adipose tissue reduces, and I'm sure the vet is tired of hearing about the 70 pound dog who is not 70 pounds during the rest of the year, I swear!).
And then, because it has become routine to walk a bit before his supper, we walked this evening. But the weather was perfect running weather and I was craving something more even though I wasn't wearing suitable clothes or shoes (I was wearing old trail shoes). We walked out and after 1.5 miles or so, we turned back and I started running. I decided to try to run for 8 minutes, just one interval to keep it kind of light. This seemed like a good way to introduce running into another day of the week. I'm envisioning a long walk with a gradually increasing running interval, and maybe turning all my walks into that.
The prospect of doing just one easy interval was added excitement. We ran 1.16 miles in eight minutes. I had to measure it online because I'd figured that 8 minutes would be about one mile, and I knew where the one mile point was, roughly, and that I'd passed it.
I'm surprised the dog kept up.
Tomorrow, we're going back to six minute intervals, hopefully at least five. I've decided that I'll attempt a sixth, but I'll cut it short rather than jog and hurt my foot.
I won't be racing anything this year at least, but hopefully I will be able to run continuously for more than 20 minutes by the end of it.
Monday, October 18, 2010
Day 264
Walked and did 3 stair repeats this morning. I hadn't slept well and I was pretty sore from that, the run yesterday, and also from eating gluten sometime recently (still trying to figure out from exactly what).
It would have been nice to do the 4th repeat but 3 felt like enough. Maybe I'll do four on Wednesday.
It would have been nice to do the 4th repeat but 3 felt like enough. Maybe I'll do four on Wednesday.
Sunday, October 17, 2010
Day 263
Stairs on Friday didn't happen. It was rainy and the steps are wooden and covered in leaves and slippery even in better conditions. Plus I was still feeling the effects of the last stair workout.
Instead, I walked on Friday and Saturday, and ran today.
6X 5 min, 40 seconds walking in between.
I decided to run an extra repeat slightly more slowly instead of tacking on an extra few minutes of really slow jogging to the end of the last repeat. It felt better but I couldn't keep the slower pace because it still started to bug my foot. I'm really not quite sure what's going on, but running faster feels fine, if tiring everywhere else. I'm hoping that it's more of a pace than effort issue; that as I get more fit, I will find it easier to maintain that foot-comfort zone and I can coast and get somewhere.
Meanwhile, it's great to be running again! I am happy with 30 minutes of running in a workout. I'm going to try to run three times this week, Tuesday and Thursday.
Instead, I walked on Friday and Saturday, and ran today.
6X 5 min, 40 seconds walking in between.
I decided to run an extra repeat slightly more slowly instead of tacking on an extra few minutes of really slow jogging to the end of the last repeat. It felt better but I couldn't keep the slower pace because it still started to bug my foot. I'm really not quite sure what's going on, but running faster feels fine, if tiring everywhere else. I'm hoping that it's more of a pace than effort issue; that as I get more fit, I will find it easier to maintain that foot-comfort zone and I can coast and get somewhere.
Meanwhile, it's great to be running again! I am happy with 30 minutes of running in a workout. I'm going to try to run three times this week, Tuesday and Thursday.
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Day 260
Recap(Ctrl-C):
Oct 5th: ran 5X 3 min, with 5 min jog at end. 30 min
6th: walked for 1:20, 2X stairs
7th: ran 5X3 min (last 4 min actually). 30 min
8th: ran 10 min, total 20 min
12th: ran 5X 4 min (last repeat 8 min total with jog). 35 min total w/walk
13th: 90 min, 4X stairs
14th: ran 5 X 4 min (last one 5 min) + 8 min jog. 40 min total
And lots of walking. I'm going to start including short jogs in these walks to get heartrate up a little more. The problem is, I still can't quite jog. It feels better, though less sustainable, to go faster. My run repeats have been going well and afterward I jog, but after 7 minutes or so, it starts to feel wrong. Hopefully this issue will sort itself out somehow.
No wonder the stairs yesterday were kind of brutal: I'd doubled the stair repeats. I'd thought that I'd done 3 repeats last week and not just two.
I'll do 4 stair repeats tomorrow, maybe jog a bit on Saturday or Sunday, and then next week will be a little tougher still.
Oct 5th: ran 5X 3 min, with 5 min jog at end. 30 min
6th: walked for 1:20, 2X stairs
7th: ran 5X3 min (last 4 min actually). 30 min
8th: ran 10 min, total 20 min
12th: ran 5X 4 min (last repeat 8 min total with jog). 35 min total w/walk
13th: 90 min, 4X stairs
14th: ran 5 X 4 min (last one 5 min) + 8 min jog. 40 min total
And lots of walking. I'm going to start including short jogs in these walks to get heartrate up a little more. The problem is, I still can't quite jog. It feels better, though less sustainable, to go faster. My run repeats have been going well and afterward I jog, but after 7 minutes or so, it starts to feel wrong. Hopefully this issue will sort itself out somehow.
No wonder the stairs yesterday were kind of brutal: I'd doubled the stair repeats. I'd thought that I'd done 3 repeats last week and not just two.
I'll do 4 stair repeats tomorrow, maybe jog a bit on Saturday or Sunday, and then next week will be a little tougher still.
Monday, October 4, 2010
quinoa/lentil/chickpea/tomato/feta thingy
with lemon, chipolte, and tumeric
I recently completed part of an assignment for a nutrition course I'm doing. I had to track my diet for two days, which didn't seem like much considering how long I had to keep a diet journal during the 5-6 month gluten testing adventure...but this time, I had to record quantitatively as well as qualitatively. Out came the measuring cups, spoons, and kitchen scale, and then, after 2 days of eating and a few hours of entering data into software, I found out that I was eating way too much salt.
I love salt. I don't have sweet cravings often but salt is a siren that sings to me daily. Noodles look so naked without a crystalline dusting. I even have salts that are different colours.
I don't have high blood pressure. In fact, mine is sometimes too low.
Still, it doesn't seem prudent that I continue to eat more than 100% of the RDA. I have conveniently forgotten exactly how much salt I was eating, but it was more than 300%, even though I eat relatively few processed foods.
Hence the spices and lemon. A little zing, a little vit C...will see how it goes. It tasted fine but there was definitely something missing.
Meanwhile, I was able to go to the lake this weekend. I don't like running there because I'm lazy: the road is gravel, which is fine, but it's up and down and up and down up down up down up up down. Turns out it's very good for a good strenuous walk, however!
Sat: 20 minutes walking.
Sunday: 1 hr walking--saw turkeys!
Monday: 1 hr walking--saw a coyote. My dog didn't notice it because it was about 100 meters up the road and he had his nose and half his face buried in something, but it and I made eye contact and then it trotted off. We were both a bit taken aback, I think. I wasn't sure if there were more--do coyotes travel in packs?--so I looked around and found a nice thick stick, just in case. When we passed the place where the coyote had been, my dog smelled that something was up, but the novelty of the stick hadn't quite worn off and he was more interested in that. I think he had been smelling coyote pee all along anyway.
And then we came home and walked for another hour and a quarter or so, including the stairs twice. It was a lovely vigorous evening walk. The slanting sun illuminated the leaves amazingly.
Tomorrow, I will run again. I guess I'll stick with 3 minute repeats for now, will see how I feel.
I recently completed part of an assignment for a nutrition course I'm doing. I had to track my diet for two days, which didn't seem like much considering how long I had to keep a diet journal during the 5-6 month gluten testing adventure...but this time, I had to record quantitatively as well as qualitatively. Out came the measuring cups, spoons, and kitchen scale, and then, after 2 days of eating and a few hours of entering data into software, I found out that I was eating way too much salt.
I love salt. I don't have sweet cravings often but salt is a siren that sings to me daily. Noodles look so naked without a crystalline dusting. I even have salts that are different colours.
I don't have high blood pressure. In fact, mine is sometimes too low.
Still, it doesn't seem prudent that I continue to eat more than 100% of the RDA. I have conveniently forgotten exactly how much salt I was eating, but it was more than 300%, even though I eat relatively few processed foods.
Hence the spices and lemon. A little zing, a little vit C...will see how it goes. It tasted fine but there was definitely something missing.
Meanwhile, I was able to go to the lake this weekend. I don't like running there because I'm lazy: the road is gravel, which is fine, but it's up and down and up and down up down up down up up down. Turns out it's very good for a good strenuous walk, however!
Sat: 20 minutes walking.
Sunday: 1 hr walking--saw turkeys!
Monday: 1 hr walking--saw a coyote. My dog didn't notice it because it was about 100 meters up the road and he had his nose and half his face buried in something, but it and I made eye contact and then it trotted off. We were both a bit taken aback, I think. I wasn't sure if there were more--do coyotes travel in packs?--so I looked around and found a nice thick stick, just in case. When we passed the place where the coyote had been, my dog smelled that something was up, but the novelty of the stick hadn't quite worn off and he was more interested in that. I think he had been smelling coyote pee all along anyway.
And then we came home and walked for another hour and a quarter or so, including the stairs twice. It was a lovely vigorous evening walk. The slanting sun illuminated the leaves amazingly.
Tomorrow, I will run again. I guess I'll stick with 3 minute repeats for now, will see how I feel.
Friday, October 1, 2010
snow peas
Until I figure out the count, my titles will be whatever I ate last. Vendu!
This morning, the dog and I walked for a hour, including 2 sets of stairs, just like Wednesday. I believe there are 260 stairs. Running, it takes me about 1:45-1:50 to ascend; walking takes me 2:15ish; walking actually feels harder.
I got up to 5 repeats before the hiking trip, which helped a LOT. I figure that, as my foot heals, I'll substitute running for walking/stairs every 2nd day. Eventually, I'll slip running segments in, but keep doing the stairs until there's too much snow.
On the one hand, the stairs are really boring compared to rocks; on the other hand, I kind of like getting to know them better.
Another observation about quitting the rocks (some loose) and uneven footing--I no longer have to concentrate where I step. It was actually mentally tiring at some points trying to determine the best footing--I especially remember one 'easy' flat trail that was really a rock scramble--after an hour, my head hurt. And most of those rocks weren't moving! One beach we were on was all large rocks and most of them were loose; eventually I got the hang of lightly going from the tops of rock to rock (and not spazzing completely when one tilted or rolled). At first, though, it was very slow going. Maybe it was like learning to walk. Now that I'm back at home, I'm mourning that added dimension; I look at level and flat asphalt and concrete and it's like indoors. Too regular. Not enough is being challenged.
I guess I have to find some large loose rocks!
Fortunately, I should find some at the cottage this weekend :)
This morning, the dog and I walked for a hour, including 2 sets of stairs, just like Wednesday. I believe there are 260 stairs. Running, it takes me about 1:45-1:50 to ascend; walking takes me 2:15ish; walking actually feels harder.
I got up to 5 repeats before the hiking trip, which helped a LOT. I figure that, as my foot heals, I'll substitute running for walking/stairs every 2nd day. Eventually, I'll slip running segments in, but keep doing the stairs until there's too much snow.
On the one hand, the stairs are really boring compared to rocks; on the other hand, I kind of like getting to know them better.
Another observation about quitting the rocks (some loose) and uneven footing--I no longer have to concentrate where I step. It was actually mentally tiring at some points trying to determine the best footing--I especially remember one 'easy' flat trail that was really a rock scramble--after an hour, my head hurt. And most of those rocks weren't moving! One beach we were on was all large rocks and most of them were loose; eventually I got the hang of lightly going from the tops of rock to rock (and not spazzing completely when one tilted or rolled). At first, though, it was very slow going. Maybe it was like learning to walk. Now that I'm back at home, I'm mourning that added dimension; I look at level and flat asphalt and concrete and it's like indoors. Too regular. Not enough is being challenged.
I guess I have to find some large loose rocks!
Fortunately, I should find some at the cottage this weekend :)
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