Mileage Recap ~ 8 – 14 Jan WTF Half Marathon Training…Fly Me To The Moon

I had a good training week.  Meaning, I did everything I set out to do.  Whether that means I did it well, you can judge for yourself:-) Definitely more miles this week but I still didn’t get out on the bike.  Definitely, will be changing that next week for sure.

I have added three to four days a week of weight training to my program and happy to say I have stuck to it.  I have always lifted weights in the past, but sometimes when you’re training for a long race it’s easy to put that on the back burner.  Getting in the car, driving to the gym, etc, etc.  So this year, I’m determined stick with it and this week was a banner week.

Started off with two smaller runs of around 3 and 4 miles each.  The weather is still cool here (in the morning) and I was able to keep a good steady pace around 10:37.  I was happy with that pace because it’s usually up around a 11 or 12 minute pace.  One of my running goals is to keep the pace constant around 10:30 this year.  Working hard!

My long run was not so great.  What’s good about writing about all this is, if you’re a runner or cyclist, you can feel good in knowing that some days aren’t the best.  Everybody has those days.  This weeks long run was around 6 miles and I waited a little later in the day to run.  First, I was tired.  Didn’t get a lot of sleep the night before and I’m an early riser.  Around 5 am.  I have four cats, so you get my drift there.  I could really feel the drag after mile two.  Legs were just heavy.  After around mile two it was the run some walk some day.  Second, it was hot.  Oh yes….it’s back.  I started off without any water.  You know it’s funny.  During this time of year when it’s colder in the morning and hot in the afternoon I always play this game with myself.  Hmmm, can I do it?  Can I do it without water?  And always the answer is…….NO!  Every dang time.  But that doesn’t stop me from going and trying.  It’s only six miles.  My mind says ~ “you got this girl” and my dehydrated mouth says “no, no you don’t”.  On one of my routes I make a pass by my house at mile two and I swung in to get my water belt.  It was thrown in the back of the pantry looking at me like…yeah that’s what you get.  So I strapped her on and finished the run.  Good grief.

Normally Sunday is my rest day, but I wanted to keep going.  One thing I do like hiking.  I went out to one of our trails today and decided to do the mountain rim and one of the trails to the base of another mountain.

Mountain ridge.

I started off by climbing a couple of the mountain ridge lines.  I know this picture doesn’t really look high but I was pretty high up!  It’s nice to be out there because even though there are plenty of people hiking, cycling and running you still have plenty of path to yourself.  Plenty of time to think and just be.  I originally thought to bring music but decided against it.  I don’t know about you, but sometimes to disconnect is the best option.  I like hearing all the sounds, especially any animals that might want to sneak up behind me!  For the most part the path is good footing.  When you are climbing and descending it can be a bit daring!

 

 

 

Even when a cactus is dying it is pretty.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sat down to do some journal writing.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And my favorites…

It’s like I’m on the moon.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I hiked a total of 4.63 miles this time around.  I logged a total of 19.22 miles this week with 6253.12 gratefully waiting and 3111.53 for the year.  (I hear you laughing….don’t count me out).

I do find some beauty in the desert.  Sometimes when I’m walking or running it’s invigorating other times when I look out its easy for a wave of sadness to rush over me.  I sometimes see just rock, but I know there is beauty in all things, sometimes you just need to look a little harder to find it.  When I got back in the car to go home this song was playing.  I laughed because I thought it was appropriate.  Happy Miles to You!!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Monday’s Motivation… When One Door Closes… ~ 2017 Mileage Recap

Happy New Year ya’ll!  I had to throw the ya’ll in there because I’m a Southerner…and that I shall remain.

There are usually a couple of things that are happening on New Year’s Day.

  1. You are recovering from a hangover.
  2. Starting to take down the holiday decorations.
  3. Getting ready for the upcoming work week.
  4. Dreading the upcoming work week.
  5. Making lists and smiling about all the “epic” shit you’re going to do this year.
  6. Reflecting on the following year.

Okay that was a bit more than a technical couple, but you get my drift.  I think every year I write how I don’t make resolutions.  I don’t.  I stopped doing that a long time ago.  I make goals.  Sometimes I reach them other times not.  I find goals are different from resolutions.   Perhaps a goal is something that can be started at any time and any day.  Not like some voodoo that needs to happen on a particular day of the year in order for it to happen.  The main gist of this…goals

  1. Start now.
  2. Write the goal down.
  3. Create a time-line for completion or metrics of completion.
  4. Understand your fear and face it headfirst.
  5. Stop taking advice from people who don’t know you, don’t care about your success, or don’t understand your life or dreams.
  6. Follow through.  (The most important ~ a lot of people spend a lot of time “getting ready to get ready” and never really leave the planning stage.

The beginning of a new year is all about the “re” words:

  1. Reflect
  2. Renew
  3. Rethink
  4. Refresh
  5. Re-energize
  6. Reinvent
  7. Rebuild
  8. Regroup

What are your “re” words for 2018?

I had a pretty good year “mile-wise”.  I had a goal to complete a race abroad when I first started this journey and I did it this year.  I would have liked to complete more miles this year, but I did what I could do and was able to follow through to my goal of completing the Dublin marathon.  This year was peppered with some physical discomfort, but now it’s time to re-energize, rebuild, and regroup for then next year.

This Monday’s motivation:

“When one door closes, another opens; but we often look so long and so regretfully upon the closed-door that we do not see the one which has opened for us.”

~ Alexander Graham Bell

Encyclopedia Britannica

I will admit this one blew me away.  I had no idea that Alexander Graham Bell penned this quote.  None.  How often do we spend so much time lamenting change?  Instead of embracing it and allowing new ideas and experiences to flow into our life?   Alexander Graham Bell was born in 1847, Edinburgh, Scotland. He was an American inventor, scientist, and teacher of the deaf whose foremost accomplishments were the invention of the telephone (1876) and the refinement of the phonograph (1886), https://www.britannica.com/biography/Alexander-Graham-Bell.  His mother was almost deaf which influenced his career as a teacher for the deaf.  Very cool.

While I was researching this quote this also popped up…

“I know that when one door closes another opens…but man, these hallways are a bitch!”  ~ Ahhh deep thoughts from Pinterest.  

I completed my year with 789.96 miles.  I am almost half-way home.  My goal is to complete the remaining miles in the next two years.

A girl has to have dreams right?  Here’s to making those dreams “re”ality.  I have completed 5031.82 miles in my journey.  I “re”joice that I gratefully have 6283.18 “re”maining!

Thank you to everyone who has continued to follow me throughout the years and provide motivation and comments.  May your 2018 see goals met, your happiness grow, and peaceful, exciting and “epic” year!!!! Happy Miles to You!!

Time is on my side….

 

 

 

Dublin Marathon 2017 Race Recap

“Now if you are going to win any battle you have to do one thing.  You have to make the mind run the body.  Never let the body tell the mind what to do.  The body will always give up.  It is always tired in the morning, noon, and night.  But the body is never tired if the mind is not tired.”

– George S. Patton, U.S. Army General, 1912 Olympian

So where were we….yes…in Dublin, Ireland a day before the marathon and no suitcase!  While I was on my day trip to the Wicklow Mountains and Kilkenny I did get a call from the hotel that my bag had arrived.  A huge load off my shoulders but also a little annoyed that I had to go buy new stuff.  It was a damned if you do, damned if you don’t type of situation.  I didn’t want to get stuck so I made the hard call.

I ended up wearing a combination of old and new stuff.  New running skirt, my shamrock compression socks and drum roll please….My Nikes.  In the end, I decided to go with the shoes I railed most about.  I felt that I had more toe space and they were a little more broken in then the Asics.  What can I say….a woman is free to change her mind.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

On to the marathon….

I really liked the fact the marathon didn’t start until 0900 for my corral.  It gave me plenty of time to get ready in the morning and eat.  The marathon instructions said be there at 0800, which I thought was a bit early, but then I decided to do just that because I didn’t want to get into any long porto potty lines.  Right….

I stayed at the Hilton and it was a nice walking distance to the start line.  When I got there people were already lining up for the bathroom.  To put it in perspective there were 20,000 participants this year.  I was in corral number four.  This would put me at a finish time of around 4:30.  The porto potties were lined up by the corral time so you could stay in your lane so to speak!  I never miss a chance to have a potty mouth when it comes to portos at a race.  Get it!!!  I mean it’s like a box of chocolates…you just never know what you’re going to get!  Man, I’m killing it today.  Some photos:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Then there is always that guy….

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Granted it was Halloween, but dude, really?

 

 

I was lucky – clean porta and done early.  It was one of those moments you were glad you got there early to avoid the long lines.

A few pictures from the beginning:

My wonderful friend Diane wore her Wonder Woman shirt and had this support sign!

Wrong time on my Garmin, but I just needed it to track the run. Plus my running rosary received by a fellow runner years ago. I love it and wear it to most of my races.

Can you see “believe” on my shirt.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

For a while it was a little unclear what was going on and where the actual start line began.  I started following the people in front of me at a slow pace.

People shedding their clothes.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We walked for about a good quarter-mile and then I could faintly hear someone on a loud-speaker with a heavy Irish accent.  “Come on lads and lasses” it was really funny.  As we moved closer to the start line it began to get packed.  I mean nose to nose packed.  Then just as I was looking around the gun went off and EVERYBODY started running.  I mean damn…it was like a herd.  In the back of my mind I was like wait, I’m still trying to process all this I’m not ready!  But, the starting pistol don’t wait for no one.  Time to get going.

The race

The weather for the race started off at about 54° and slightly cloudy.  I didn’t have any pain and I was tracking at a good pace.  There were so many people there it really made it hard to “break out” of the herd.  I’m not over exaggerating either.  It was crowded.  Instead of trying to break free and find some space I found the 4:30 pacer and just decided to keep pace with that group.  It was funny because you had three people running with large red balloons with the pace time on them and a large group of people just clustered around.

The first half of the run took us through Phoenix Park and in front of a lot of sights throughout the city of Dublin.  I was happy that I was keeping up with little effort.  The amount of people who were out supporting the race was amazing!  Hundreds of people lined the streets at different points all through out the race.  Offering cookies, candy, and baked goods.  It was a sight to see and a much-needed visual for support.

My fueling consisted of sports beans, gum, and I hydrated at the stations provided.  There was no reason to wear a belt or bring a pod.  There were plenty of water stations and support staff.

Things were good for me all the way up until the halfway point.  There was a half marathon and a full at the same time.  Nothing says “oh, I see you’re finishing” to the person next to you ~  “Yeah I don’t think I got the full experience, I’m going to go around one more time!”  It was at this point I began to see the 4:30 pace balloon pull away from me.  Sigh.  I really wanted to keep up.  I didn’t feel bad, I was just slowing down.

At least I was beating the gal in the full Wonder Woman costume.  Yeah I’m good.  I started to breathe a little heavy at this point.  Everything else was good but the breathing was a little labored.  The course itself was fairly flat.  There were some hills that did provide a bit of a challenge.

Around mile 15 I was passed by Batman and Robin.  I really wish I had my phone to take a picture.  Batman was in a wheelchair and Robin was pushing him. It was one of the greatest scenes I have ever seen at any race.  They were just so positive and happy.

At mile 17 I started to get hungry.  The beans weren’t doing it for me.  The streets were lined with people offering snacks or “jellies”.  I had to laugh at the jellies because they were gummy sweets.  I passed all of that for security reasons.  I mean probably no harm no foul, but I thought better of it….until mile 18.

Yeah, let’s see….laced cookie?  Yes?  No?  “The world is so much better with you in it, Clarice.”  Hmmm, what to do…I ate the cookie.  Heck, I ate a couple of cookies.  Glad I did because they hit the spot.

I never really hit the wall.  The definition ~ hitting the wall or the bonk is a condition of sudden fatigue and loss of energy which is caused by the depletion of glycogen stores in the liver and muscles.  I have before, but not now.  I was just slow.  I will say at this point it began to seem like the never-ending race.  More so around miles 23 and 24.

I find during the last two miles you tend to play patty cake with fellow runners.  You speed up, then slow down, only to be passed by the same runner about 30 times until you get to the finish line.  It’s a little annoying.  Then I was passed by this one girl and I just had to laugh out loud.  Another camera moment!  She had a crudely hand written note pinned to her back that said “I absolutely hate running, I will never f*cking do this again.”  It was just too darn funny.  I followed her until the very end and I kept laughing every time I looked at her.  There were definitely some characters at the race!

The big finish ~ there is nothing better than having someone support you in an endeavor like a marathon.  I was about 200 meters from the finish line and I hear my name yelled ~ and there was my friend Diane yelling and with the support sign.  Such a great way to end a race.

In the end I finish in 5:11:50.  I am pleased.  It’s not easy flying to another country then running a race.  I have enjoyed every step of this journey and the outcome.  This post wouldn’t be complete without a little self constructive criticism.  Did I think I did my best?  No.  It’s as simple as that.  I felt that I could have done much better with everything all around.  Food, training and gear.  I look forward to analyzing my performance and seeing what things I could have done better.  Running this race has fired me up to run another.  I love the race energy and the people.  I would like to train for another marathon in the not so distant future and try to improve my time and running experience.

If you are a runner and want a fun challenge I definitely would recommend this race.  It was very well organized and the the people of Ireland were so friendly.  The proceeds go to assist the Irish Cancer Society.

I want to take this time to thank those who have supported me in this endeavor.  My parents Charles and Darlene ~ thank you for all the texts, love and support.  You both have been a catalyst for reaching for the stars.

My brother and his wife Lori, my sister Elizabeth and her husband Eric for all the love and support.

My sweet daughter who ran out of the house to meet me on my return.  Sorry I didn’t catch the Mr. Mime Pokémon.

Diane who waited patiently for over 5 hours while I completed this race.  You are a great friend.

Thank you to all of my friends and blog followers who dropped by to offer support and kind words.

This race was extra special this year.  One, in a few days I will turn 50.  Where has that time gone?  Two, to honor my Mother, Karen Dennis and her Irish roots.

Completed

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I completed 47.24 miles from Oct 16 – 29 with an end of month total of 105.92.  I have 6339.47 miles gratefully remaining in my journey.  The body achieves what the mind believes.  What’s next?

I leave you with one of my favorite songs….

Happy Miles to You!!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Mileage Recap ~ 1 – 8 October…”If you do not sow in the spring, you will not reap in the autumn – ~ Irish Proverb

My week 13 marathon training plan calls for a long run of 20 miles before the taper period begins.  When I trained for the Saint Louis Rock and Roll Marathon in 2013, I fell short of the 20 mile mark by 3 – 4 miles.  I’ll be honest, I thought I had mapped it out, but I think my training week timing/calculating was off a bit and I just didn’t have time to finish or make it up and I never ran the 20 mile training run required in the plan before the actual marathon.  I was determined this time around not to deviate from the longer runs.  Things happen such as injuries and life but I really wanted to at least complete these longer runs this time around.  I was looking for an appropriate quote to fit this run and I couldn’t believe I found the one I placed in the title.  The story goes like this….

There is no doubt that this time around has been a little tougher to train for a marathon.  I just seemed to have some things working against me that I’ve made note of and will try to improve next time.  (Yes, I plan to do another one)  Some things you just can’t change, like the environment.  It was very important to me that I complete the majority of the runs outside, which I did.  There were a few smaller runs that I completed on the treadmill at the gym, but mostly to give my feet a break.  But I’m happy to say 99% were out in this hot-assed weather!  Not carrying that around as a badge of honor, but let’s be for reals ~ it wasn’t no picnic.  I was lucky the 20 mile long run took place in October where there was a little bit of relief.

Pain and recovery ~ I had a lot of little pains this time around.  Started off with the resurgence of the calf-injury, then the right leg pain and finally the feet.  The physical therapy did help, but also brought about things that needed to be tidied up and addressed.  Of course there is always the time factor, which there seems to never be enough.  I feel that I did well in this training, but I always feel I could have done a little more.  A little older and a little slower….but still ready to keep going forward and achieve this goal.

This weeks run was a pretty good one.  I woke up with a bit of a headache and I won’t lie I did think to put it off until Wednesday.  I ran on Sunday this time because the race will be on Sunday October 29th.  But the first thing I said to myself was “pay now or pay later“. With that I rolled out of bed at 4:15.  When I started off it was chilly (that never seems to last long) clear with no wind.  One thing I need to work on is my warm up, meaning I could do more and better.  I think I don’t like wasting time with the warm up.  Just ready to get this party started.  Not really sure why though, because it seems to take me until mile 5 to start feeling “it” so a proper warm up would be a good thing.  I opted for gel blocks, a couple of Stinger™ gels, and some banana chips for my fueling.  I’m not a big eater before a run or during.  Had my…you guessed it…Eggos™, a cup of coffee and tried to chew down a fourth of a left over power bar for breakfast.  I make good meals after, but the before might be due for an upgrade.  Any way I felt fine.  Around mile 4 or 5 I was feeling pretty good – or maybe that’s when the Aleve™ kicked in ~ pretty sure that’s what it was.  The right foot started hurting early on – pinching – and I adjusted my stride and was feeling good and running pretty steady.  Around mile 15 I just decided that I wasn’t going to run past some of the same houses – again.  I literally was like – uh no.  “Pay now or pay later“.  I can’t stand to see this same route for the 3rd time today! So, I mixed it up and ran around the field at the park while people were playing cricket.  With one eye on the ball and the other on mud puddles from over watering – it wasn’t pleasant and I canned that after three times around.  Then I decided to run up this other road that circles the back of the neighborhood.  It has a pretty steep hill “pay now or pay later“……………………………………yeah that sucked, I won’t lie, but I did it.  Oh this was nice too, while I was running up this hill I was already at mile 19 – I’m telling you this so I don’t feel too bad.  There was this guy and his kid riding bikes on the road up the hill while I was running on the sidewalk.  This is a steep hill.  I remember riding up this once and it wasn’t easy.  I was impressed this little kid was attempting this hill.  So, here I am shuffling along and what looks to be a 7-year-old kid passes me on his little bike that I think he just took the training wheels off.  Yeah, good times.  But, hey what do I care, that Garmin™ buzzed on my arm and I was like ~

Eat that!!!

Yeah baby – 20 done and done!  My average pace was about 13.37.

So, what does the quote and my saying have to do with anything?  I thought it funny, because there were a lot of times I was just like man…this is tough…but I would tell myself “pay now or pay later” every time I started to feel a little overwhelmed.  I was looking for snappy Irish sayings and “If you do not sow in the spring you will not reap in the autumn”  popped up ~ “pay now or pay later“.  I want to reap on 29 October – so I paid now.  Overall I completed 35.87 miles for the week.  Let the taper begin!!  So happy to just say I have a 9 mile long run this week.  Despite the drawbacks, I am enjoying the process and forever grateful.  There are 6409.52 miles waiting in my journey.  I can’t wait to be listening to music like this live!

Happy Miles to You!!

Mileage Recap ~ 25 – 30 Sept…”Your Feet Will Take You Where Your Heart Is” – Irish Proverb

Week 12 Dublin Marathon training is complete.

It’s hard to believe that October is here and my race is in less than a month.  I can remember just thinking about it as something that I wanted to just do, now it’s coming to pass.  I’m looking forward to it, but I don’t think I’ve reached the point of excitement just quite yet.  I’m excited ~ but not crazy excited.

One of the neat things about running this race is I am “meeting” different runners through Instagram who are running the same race.  I get to see their progress and the different types of training they’re doing to get ready.  Even funnier there is this one gal I follow and she is from Dublin and she will be traveling to run the NYC marathon on November 5th.  I’m going to Ireland and she is coming to NYC.  She is doing really well with her training and looks fabulous. It’s fun, almost like an electronic pen pal.  If you want to follow me on Instagram, it’s #11315miles.

It’s also been fun watching my running friends complete their marathons.  I love the bib tracking.  It’s almost like being there watching the race.  You can get notifications sent to your phone so even if you can’t “be” there physically, you can spiritually!  Lots of fun and I would suggest doing it to show your runner support.

This weeks training was fairly decent.  I’m on schedule and I can really feel myself getting stronger as a runner.  In other words the training is paying off.  I feel I could be a little bit stronger.  The training this time around has proven to be a little more difficult than in the past.  As I typed that sentence I was like…uh what?  Yeah, sometimes you don’t see the results you hoped.  Or maybe it’s the dreaded “A” word.  Never!  I refuse to say it’s age!  One thing for certain is it was just harder this time around.

The shorter runs were really good this week.  I had a steady pace around 11:21 and my breathing felt strong with no stopping.  This week’s long run called for 18 miles.  The first half of the run was really, really good.  I didn’t stop for a break and ran straight through for 12 before I started slowing down.  It’s funny to see the metrics on my Garmin because it shows where it went to crap.  What did me in was the foot pain. This time both feet.  Foot pain led to sporadic breathing that led to some upper back pain.   I would have to double over a bit every now and then just to stretch the back out.  I bet some people driving thought I was nuts.  It’s the damn shoes,so I bought new ones today.  Definitely its own blog post.  My arches were hurting so bad that I just couldn’t wait to sit down and rub them and get some relief.  I wasn’t going to be denied any miles so I kept on going.  I completed 18 miles with an average pace of 13:26.  Not sexy, but I did finish and that means more than my pace…at the moment.  One more long run then the taper begins!  Which means no more really long runs until the actual marathon.  I feel I need to have a taper party!!  I finished 32.66 for the week bringing the monthly total to 132.72 miles.  I have 6445.39 miles left on my mileage journey and I’m “feelin good”.  Happy Miles to You!!

 

Mileage Recap ~ 18 – 24 Sept…”There Is No Luck Except Where There is Discipline”

I love that opening quote.  So many times I hear people say, I just got lucky, to explain their accomplishments.  They got lucky on a testgetting a certain job or any other positive event in life.

The definition of luck ~ success or failure apparently brought by chance rather than through one’s own actions.  I guess you could argue there is luck in some things, like being in the right place at the right time or meeting someone by chance and winning the lottery.  But I think most “wins” in life are a conglomeration of little steps that brought you to that final “lucky” place.  So the Irish saying (Yes it’s Irish) in the title, “There is no luck except where there is discipline” just proves my point (or so I like to think:-) )through hard work and discipline…things happen.  Luck, really has nothing to do with it.  What does this have to do with this weeks running mileage recap?  Well, this week was tough for me mentally when it came to my long run.  The running schedule called for 17 miles and I r-e-a-l-l-y didn’t feel like running.  I’m tired of the heat, the nasty gels, the electrolytes, before workout products, recovery protein, my feet hurt and oh by the way I’ve already lost two toenails – WAY before the normal nail losing process.  I lose the same two every long run event, but normally after it’s done.

I know quit whining…right?  I just didn’t want to do it.  But, I got up at 4:30 am and went through the pre-run ritual and was out the door around 5:45.  It wasn’t luck that was going to take me to the end, it was going to be discipline.  Discipline to get up and do what needs to be done to reach the end goal.  This goal just happens to be the Dublin Marathon…and I’m not that lucky.  I had a guy tell me one time that he just went and ran a marathon, no training – just did it.  News flash  ***There will always be people, better then you***.  In everything you do, so know yourself and just get used to that fact.  With all things in life, for most of us, discipline is the key to your version of winning.

I kept mulling it over in my mind that any time I feel like this, it may be a good day!  For the most part the long run was a good run.  The temperature was 66 when I started and I ran that first 10 miles easy with a break for water, some dried banana chips, and a gel.  Got back out on the road and two miles in my stomach felt a little queasy (thank you gel) but that feeling quickly went away.  The next five miles were good, but a little slower.  My feet started to hurt a bit and I actually thought about quitting and finishing up at the gym.  I kept going and the last two miles were difficult.  My breathing was good – but I’m still dealing with the arch pain in my feet.  Not a good sign with brand new shoes (another post).  When my legs and feet starting hurting I focused on using my core and hip swing that does amazing things for the pain in the lower body.  I swung by the house before the last two miles and had some water.  Needless-to-say I had too much water….sigh another lesson learned (many times before – ha!).  Need to watch how you consume. So at mile 16 I was doing the sprint home!  All ended well and I got it done.  Discipline.  My average pace this time around was 13:05.  Hey, I own that pace.  I ended with 32.94 miles for the week that brings the monthly total to 100.06 so far.  I find this song was appropriate for this week.  One of my favorite Irish bands.  On the playlist for sure.  With all the aches and pains that “Linger” I continue on with 6478.05 gratefully remaining.

Happy Miles to You!!!

 

 

Mileage Recap ~ 20 – 27 August…Goodbye Sweet Water Belt, Parting is Such Sweet Sorrow

I have finally said goodbye to a trusty old friend, my old water belt.  I lost one of the pods (for good) and the other one has a tendency of falling out from time to time.  Plus, it’s a small one and it’s just not enough water to get me through until my next water stop on the long runs.  No more freaking out at mile 8 and reaching at the small of my back to see if the pods are still in tact.  No more scrounging around in that sliver of a pouch for a gel or whatever else I stuck in there…

It’s so sad…immediately I thought of this…She’s gone…what went wrong.

…I better learn how to face it…ummm She’s Goooooo ooooo ooonnnnnn nnneee.

Ok, I’m back.  Yes, she’s gone.  Only to replaced by the newer model:

I went to the local Big 5 Sports looking for a newer belt and came out with this.  I DIDN’T want to pay a lot for the belt and there really wasn’t a lot of choice.  It was this, the Camel Back™, or a Nike™ belt that was way too complicated and expensive.  This one cost me about 12 bucks and it did the trick.  It’s a little big, but it actually wasn’t that bad to run with as hydration belts go.  The pouch was nice and large enough to carry gels and some other things without being burdensome.  So, I feel like I did well here.  I tested it out for this weeks long run and it worked out great.  I could have tightened it a bit more, but for the most part it was good.

This weeks running schedule was 4/6/4/12.  I feel like I’m getting stronger and the runs are a little easier.  My biggest hurdle is the heat and dryness.  Although the temps are lowering it’s still dry and stagnant at times.  I blow through my water.  I prepositioned water and snacks and made my loops.  I reported last week that the loop I follow was about 5.5 miles but it really is at the 6 mile mark – or so the Garmin says.  Which is good for me.

This week’s long run was 12 miles.  I was out the door at 5:30.  I was good until mile 6, then I started to get a little winded.  Made my first stop and drank some of the freezing water I had, filled the water pod, made a mistake and the cat ran out the front door, chased the cat and nearly had my face clawed off, and then was back on the road for the remaining 6 miles.  I consumed 4 gels and half of a power bar during the run.  Gels….  I had minimal pain this run.  The feet started hurting around mile 11, but for the most part I felt pretty good.

My pace for the long run came out to 12:20…about what I expected and I’m pleased.  I did my cool down stretches and then I did something new…I took an ice bath.  I didn’t like it at all, but my muscles loved it and I had minimal pain recovering.  Nothing like last week.  This might be a good thing!  Week seven training complete for a weekly total of 28.14 miles (cool downs included).  Ready for week 8!  I have 6592.67 miles remaining on my journey!  Happy Miles to You!!