Mileage Recap ~ 2 – 8 March…Half Marathon Training Continues

Hello everyone and Happy Tuesday!  I believe Spring is finally here in DC, although it is possible that we could get another push of winter.  It has been a fair winter at best.  I’m ready for the warmer temps.

I’m still prepping for the Rock and Roll half marathon at the end of the month.  I’m gliding into this easy as to avoid injury and pain.  So far so good.  A few pains here and there, but for the most part I’m on track and feeling good.

I bought some new running shoes, not sure I mentioned that in a previous post, but I was able to take them out for a spin.

Nikes

I’ve mentioned before that I haven’t had a lot of luck with Nikes in the past, the toe box seems to be a little tight for my feet.  These seem to do the trick though, being light weight and enough space for my toes.  This doesn’t mean I won’t be losing any toe nails, that always seems to happen.

This week’s training consisted of walks and small runs with the training run on Saturday coming out to 6.01.

Not bad for “getting” back into it.  The morning was a bit overcast and around 49.  I always hate the inital part of getting out of the car and starting.  I get cold easy, but when running starts I get hot fast.  Layering is always a pain.  Slow but steady.  Finishing is the goal.

This was a full moon weekend, and I snapped this photo of the moon last night.  Not good mind you, the moon is hard to capture, but it was a beautiful moon hidden behind the clouds.  I love running at night and this just made it better.  The moon is magical just wish the picture came out the way I wanted.

This weeks tally came to 9.91 with 3722.14 miles gratefully remaining in my quest.  I hope this post finds you still and with peace of mind.  Happy Miles to You!!

Thinking of the moon…

 

 

 

 

Mileage Recap -13 Jan ~ 19 Feb…You Can Lead A Horse To Water…

Hello everyone and happy February.  As you might have surmised miles have been a bit slow but with good reason.   A lot has changed since my last post.  Had every intention of updating, but was in the process of moving and that kept the mileage updates at bay so-to-speak.  I was fortunate enough to buy a place in the area I was renting and I am in the process of moving and fixing it up.  Good positive stuff.

The mileage continues to move forward, although at a slower than normal pace.  Weather has been good/bad.  Seems to be bad when I’m off and have time to run or bike.

Throughout the years I have had individuals who want to train with me for different events.  My track record with this has been less then stellar.  Not for want of trying and the excitement I get seeing someone else reach their “goals”, but the fact is, that said individuals don’t understand commitment.  Bottom line.  Talk is cheap when you’re  training for events.  It sounds good in theory, but at the end of the day when the fit hits the shan you have to decide….are you in or out.  Are you going to do what it takes to finish or are we just showing up?  So, for the most part, I’m a loner when it comes to training.  I wear this as a badge of honor.   I realize what’s going through my mind is definitely not going through someone elses.  A friend of mine is interested in getting into shape and completing a run.  So, I am now training her for a couch to 5k.  Hmmmm.  I was a bit hesitant to engage.  The main reason is training for anything takes, well dedication from that person.  Most people don’t have that type of dedication.  If it is a Tuesday and you know you have to run, well then it’s time to run.  No excuses.  Not saying that is the story here, but my past experiences have been ~ I end up doing it by myself.  Which is ok.  I have promised myself in the past I wouldn’t assist anymore.  You either down or you’re not.  It’s always good to see people make their goals, but they have to want to show up.  Let’s hope this is different.

Cindy completed two miles!

I’m not even sweating….just saying.

 

Physically I’m feeling pretty good.  The beauty in all this… is I realize I shouldn’t be running, but I’m gonna.  Yeah my Dad, probably won’t like it.  My doctor (that little witch) isn’t going to like it and my back will pay for it down the road.

One of my highlights during this time was hiking in Prince William Forest Park.  There are different level trails and I wanted to do the 9 mile trail.  This is the first time I have been to the park to hike.  I normally just ride.  My partner and I started off on a smaller trail but somehow ended up doing the full 9.  It was a bit chilly, but a great day for a hike.

I have completed 32.64 miles for this time period.  Kinda blows, but it is what it is.  I have completed 7570.51 miles so far.  I have 3744.49 miles gratefully remaining.  I hope this post finds you with much love in your heart.  That being said…so feeling this:  Put a little love in it… hey it’s the high quality version.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Century Ride Prep…So, This Is Happening…

Tomorrow will be my second Century ride and needless to say it doesn’t really matter if I’m ready or not…it’s happening.  I’m a bit exhausted, but I feel ready.  I went to pick up my packet at The Bike Lane on Thursday and it had all of the standards ~ complimentary garments (socks) a wristband instead of a number (interesting) and samples of Hammer™ electrolyte tabs (we’ll see).

You’ll notice that there are gloves and a helmet included.  That didn’t come with the packet, that was a needed impulse buy.  Now I’m off to prep my bike and pick up some last minute items.  Happy Miles to You!!

 

 

Mileage Recap ~ 19 – 24 Feb…Shake It Off and Learning How to Cut Bait

Happy Sunday my 11315 friends!  There is nothing better than the second half…am I right?  The first half (whatever your half may be:  life, school, or miles 🙂 always seems to be a learning experience.  It always seems after you’ve been doing a task after a while you really learn it and become proficient.  Once you become proficient you can learn to improve and eventually enjoy!  At 51 (OMG really) I seem to still be learning this lesson not only for miles but in life as well.  But every step I take is wonderful in its own way and I am grateful that I can take those steps.

That’s the way I feel about my mileage journey and of course life itself.  If there is something I can say about myself, I have a very strong will in all things.  I don’t like to fail.  Some life events have been easy and others not so much.  But I have always looked at things from a glass half full type perspective and strive to do my best and be positive.  Today is the first day in a while there was a break in the temperature ~ 66 degrees.  I see people out running and realize that I can’t run long distances because of my back.  Well I can, but the repercussions will speak for themselves.   Kinda sucks to be honest.  Matter of fact the other day I saw people out running and in my mind I said “screw it”  I’m going to run that marathon ~ “whateves”.  Then I pull myself back and realize that for my health, I can’t and I have to find other ways to get those miles.  All is well, I have a beautiful bike and there are so many other ways to get those miles that will be filled with adventure.

Tomorrow I go and get the cortisone shots in my spine.  Hmmm.  My Dad had them and said he didn’t feel anything.  Again I say hmmm!  I had cortisone shots in my knee after my surgery.  All I can tell you (sorry men) but this was worse than a labor pang.  It was a different kind of pain than being in labor.  But it hurt sooo bad.  Let’s hope tomorrow goes somewhat smooth with little pain.

Mileage this week was done on the trainer resulting in 37.33 miles.  When I’m on the trainer I usually go for an hour and can max about 16 miles and some change.  This time I was able to get over 17!  Looking forward to some warmer weather so I can get the bike out more.   I have completed 6503.77 miles in my journey with 4811.23 miles remaining.  I hope this post finds you with a burning desire for life and love.  Is there anything else?  Happy Miles to You!!

Saw this fitting…. “that’s what people say…”  LOL only if you really knew….

 

 

 

 

 

 

Day 6 of Gratitude ~ Heroines

Happy Tuesday my friends!  I hope the start of your week is a good one.  I am getting excited about this weeks race and it looks to be a clear but cold day.  Better than rainy and cold.  Planning for two miles today and some strength exercises.

Something to think about….

“Above all be the heroine of your life, not the victim”.

~ Nora Ephron

Happy Miles to You!!!

Race Recap ~ The Quantico 12K

Hello everyone and a very happy Sunday!

I am happy to say I completed the Quantico 12K Saturday August 25!  This was the first run I’ve done since moving to Virginia.  Overall it was a good run for me.  I have slowly started to increase my mileage in running and the 12K proved to be a good start before training for longer runs.

And this is how the story goes:

Pre run

I was a little stressed out about picking up my packet.  The packet pick-up time was the day before the race on Friday.  I was in no mood to drive in DC traffic after work to pick up the packet, 23 miles there and back, then get up at the crack of dawn to go there again.  So, what did I do????  I waited until the morning of.  The website said that packet pick-up the morning of started at 5 am.  I left for the run at 5 am and a 7:25 start time.  I found myself trying to get on I-95, ended up on the Easy Express, got off that and finally got on the correct interstate.  Arrived at Quantico around 6 am and couldn’t find my ID to get on base.  Ugh….  Had to pull over to the side and finally dug it out and continued on to the designated parking lot.  About a quarter-mile to parking, single lane traffic was backed up.  Again stress.  One thing about showing up for racing events, never ever think you are the earliest, because I guarantee there are about 500 people thinking the very same thing.  Twenty minutes later I was in a parking spot and headed towards the tent to pick up my packet.  Score!  I even had time to use the Porto Potty – twice, with 300 of my closest friends!

The Run

The run opened with the posting of the colors and an invocation.  The announcer made some small talk and then decided to point out the youngest runner was 9 and the oldest runner was a female of 69 years young.  Remember the 69-year-old later in the post….

I popped in my ear buds and started off with some Imagine Dragons, there goes the gun and off I go.  There was a 100 yard stretch of black top before the road entered what seemed to be an enchanted forest with improved gravel.  There was a very thick canopy that covered the trail for about 96% percent of the race.  The weather was cool and the canopy made for a nice run.

About a half a mile in, there were portos to the left ~ people were already stopping to go to the bathrooms.  Oh well, when you gotta go you gotta go!  The first two miles are always a bit of a warm up for me.  I don’t feel bad or good.  Just need to find a good running rhythm.  There were a lot of hills.  Just think of it like the surprise in a box of Cracker Jacks© you never truly know what you’re going to get.  A little hill there…a big hill here.  It was a cornucopia of trail running goodness.  Fun to be had by all!  Around mile 3 I started to “hang” with people in the same pace group.  It’s funny how this happens.  You pass them, they pass you, you stop at the same time for water and so on….  You even start to notice their running attire.  Hmmm I like that top…I wonder where she got that….hill!

Water points were plentiful.  Which was nice because I was really sweating this one up.  Around mile 4 I decided I needed to use the porto potty.  Yes, sigh, I know.  It’s almost like it was calling me.  “Laurel, Laurel…can’t have the full race experience without the stinky porto stop”.   I glided on over and there were a set of four lime green portos with grass surrounding them about a foot high.  One’s door was wide open…like choose me.  I did.  Now these portos looked to have been constructed when Jesus was in the Marine Corps, but I’ve been down this road so many times I looked for the Holy water..in the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Ghost ~ let’s go…literally.  Did what I came to do and noticed that there was a hand sanitizer machine on the wall.  Hmmm… should I? Heck yeah!  I used the hand sanitizer that probably was installed by George Washington…glop… a nice bit of what I think was clear goo came out and I clapped my hands together and noticed that instead of that nice alcohol dissipating gel feel there was a tacky gooey feel.  I wouldn’t have had it any other way.  I shot out of that porto hands splayed trying to dry them off and decided to wipe them on the back of my shorts.  To answer your question…yes they stuck.  I’m surprised I didn’t run the rest of the race with my hands stuck to my bottom.  Moving forward….

Ahh mile 4…the woods, the smell of nature and running BO,  the Marine smiling at the turning point before … oh damns that’s a big hill!!  Not only was it a big hill, but it was switching back and forth…a couple of times.  I’m not going to lie, there was some walking involved on this one.

Mile 5.  You remember the 69-year-old runner?  Well, at the beginning when they announced her she kind of did a little pageantry dance and started running through the crowd.  The first thing I noticed was she had her hair in a bun with an American and Canadian flag stuck in the back.  Kind of like a nation sharing placard.  You know, the kind of flag you wave at a parade.  I was slowing down a bit.  I was passed by the 69-year-old with the flags in her hair.  Sigh.  I should have said look, I would be a whole lot more impressed if you had the flags of the United Nations on your head!  Now that would be impressive!  There are two take-aways from this…1) I’m happy I was passed by a 69-year-old ~ it lets me know at that age I can still do this; 2)  I have a hell of a lot of work to do….

Around mile 6 we started to cross paths with the triathlon participants.  The trail was divided down the middle and they were running towards us.  There was a turn around point for them and then they were on the same finishing path until the end of the race.  No big deal, just a fact.

Finally, mile 7!  Wait, it’s a 12K… 7.45645 miles…

I had a half a mile to go and I won’t lie…I did slow down a bit and put my hands on my hips.  Chump move, but I did, especially so late in the race.  As soon as my hands hit my hips; I hear this barking behind me “Get your hands off your hips”!  I turn around and there’s this old guy, I don’t know maybe in his 60s or 70s, no doubt a former Marine aaannnnd doing the triathlon, telling me to get my hands off my hips and get a move on… Oh, no you didn’t!  Who did he think he was??!  I turned back around, took my hands off my hips, and got a move on…. don’t mess with a Marine and I did show him my respect.  I love it!  I love military people, as a veteran I think they are some of the best in my book.

I finished the race in 1:26 with a 11:26 pace.  This is the longest I’ve run since I’ve been here and I am pleased with my progress.  I have a lot of work to do, because I’m not satisfied with my result.  After the race we got a nice little swag bag of eats and some hot dogs.  I should have took two of those!  I did have this after at IHOP:

The Nikes© are officially retired.

Total miles completed in my journey = 5588.81.  Miles gratefully remaining 5726.19.  I have 68.69 miles left till my halfway mark.  Kingdom Half Marathon ~ here I come!!  I hope this post finds you at peace, grateful and with much joy in your heart.  Happy Miles to you!!

You know I had to play this!