All I’m sayin is…I’m really jealous of the weather you guys up there are having. The HUMIDITY of it all!!!
Monthly Archive for April, 2009
I was supposed to run 22, but I stopped early because some guy was following me. I don’t have a lot to say about it, but I’m freaked out and angry. I got in 11.5 and I’m not happy about it.
Ok…so I postponed this run until the last possible moment. I don’t know why…maybe I just didn’t feel like running? It’s been a long weekend. It was Fiesta Week again and there was just way too much going on, people to see…places to go…things to eat…. We went to NIOSA Friday evening and I believe I had a wee bit too much to drink. I paid for it dearly all day Saturday…I became one with the bed and the aspirin bottle.
Once I got out there though, it actually went pretty well. It was in the 70’s and breezy all day long so that helped me out a lot. I kept thinking about the last time I ran 18 (or at least tried to). I was up in there in Minneapolis with you guys and I believe that was the run Aunt I. Hill was there for too. I remember the run started off well then things kind of went down hill for me…I started to feel miserable and then there was that awful blister. All I remember is that I did not really finish the run. But I did today. It took me a while though. I stopped by the house after 5 miles for a potty break, some stretches (really tight calves), oh yeah and I did a load of laundry. I stopped again after 13 for a snack (I was so hungry my stomach was actually growling at this point). Anyway, I finally finished right around 10 PM (remember I started late)…. I’m feeling pretty good right now, my feet are a little achy, but I’m not horribly tired. Regardless, I have a chiro appointment tomorrow and I’m really looking forward to it.
I love the cold. I love the snow. I revel in being a weather ninja…
That is until I am faced with cold rain. I hate it. No, really, I mean it.
I hate cold rain. And today we’re struck with a cold rain that just wasn’t as bad as forecast, but cold and rainy none-the-less. Did I mention that I hate cold rain.
Needless to say, I decided that today was not going to be a good day for an 18 mile run. But now, I am in a bit of a pickle. When do I do my 18 miler?
Further updates as they develop.
Sometimes when you obsess over something for months, you’re glad when its over. I finished in non-record time, but more importantly, I ran the entire way.
Answers to Friday night’s burning Get in Gear questions:
- No. it did not rain.
- Yes it was cold. About 200 girls huddled in the women’s restroom beforehand, because they were wearing shorts/bra tops and it was 35 degrees. Good thing I forgot to shave my legs. I needed the extra fur layer.
- Yes. Mr. Side Ache pestered me three times, very much so in the last mile, but I fought him off. Pah!
- Yes.
- No.
- No.
- No. No Burley’s or dogs allowed in the 10K .
- No. They didn’t run out of snacks. I snuck two extra Great Harvest bread nards to boot. Yum.
My boyfriend, Fattie, showed up and took footage of the start of the 10K. Alas, the camera filled up about 15 seconds before I got into camera range. (There is a God) He refused to wait in line afterwards for the snacks (something about not eating ice cream for breakfast). Some people.
Today, I’m a little limpy and I feel like I have a hangover. It’s either the post-event letdown, or the three glasses of wine I had last night with dinner. Either way, its a good feeling. Thanks for listening to me obsess!!
I am in shape. My shape is round—Cheryl Peck
Actually, I need to get the spinach planted tomorrow.
Aunt I., how was Get in Gear??????
I did a 10 mile pace run. I kicked azzzzzzzzzz. I really kicked azzzzzzzzzz. I was going to try to keep myself at about a 9:00 pace, but I let her rip and I ended up averaging about 8:15-8:30. I’m really proud of this run. I even got it down to 7:50s for a mile here and there. (Even though I sounded like a 70 year old life time smoker trying to go up a flight of stairs.) I haven’t felt strong for a week. If this is how I’m going to come back from crappy weeks, then I say bring on the crappy weeks! No, scratch that…it’s jinxing it!!!
Continue reading ‘I’m strong to the finish cuz I eats me spinach.’
I’ll limp all day tomorrow….
but maybe not. Tomorrow is the Get in Gear and I’m nervous already. Will it rain? Will it be cold? Will I get a side ache? Will I find the parking lot? Will I fall down getting out of the shuttle bus? Will my hip give out? Will the Mom pushing triplets in a Burley pass me on the downhills? What if they run out of snacks? So many questions.
I picked up my “race packet” today at the park and saw lots of really fit-looking people. I got my shirt, which strains attractively over my post-lunch-buffet stomach, my bib and my shoe chip. Not much else in the goodie bag, except for some “anti-chafing” lotion (What? Did they see me at the lunch buffet?)
I hope it goes well. I hope I can run across the finish line. I hope I don’t get sick to my stomach. I hope I don’t freak out and try to keep up with Triplet Mom. I hope I can sleep tonight. Biiiiiiig cleansing breath….ah, that’s better.
Well, none of the girls had ever run in heat before. It was about 84° out there, which is brutal for us pale skins. I laughed and laughed at them (on the inside). Is that cruel?
I have been obsessively looking at some funny cat pictures on lol cat. Here is one for your general entertainment:
Oh, yeah, about running. I ran 7 hills today. Felt great, for once!
1o yesterday, if you want to call it 10. 5 today; let’s indulge me and call it 5. Ugly, ugly, ugly, ugly.
Trader Joe’s Sublime Ice Cream Sandwiches have gone a long way to assuaging my pain. And epsom salts. (Who knew that there was an Epsom Salt Industry Council????)
Never ask that question…never, ever, ever, ever….ever. I don’t care if your best friend (who looks like she swallowed a bosu ball) is screamnig “my water broke!” in the back seat of your car…do NOT ask that question! Because the one time you do, the answer will be “no.”
