8:47 per mile!!!

15 07 2010

That’s right I ran 3 miles in 26:26 which averages out to right around 8:47 minutes per mile! I can’t believe I could do it and still feel good afterwards. I mean it was challenging because I was slightly dying of heat stroke in the 90 degree weather, but otherwise it wasn’t bad. I didn’t feel out of breath or like I couldn’t keep going. A year and a half ago I probably could never have even run a mile in 8:47. I’m so amazed at how much I’ve improved since I started 🙂


It’s Official!!!!!!

12 07 2010

Today I officially registered to run the San Francisco marathon!!!! I can’t believe it is less than two weeks away. I do not feel prepared. I know the training book said if you can run 18 miles you can run 26.2 miles, but now that’s all I have left it doesn’t seem possible.

It doesn’t help that I have sucked at staying motivated these last couple of weeks. I don’t know how I went from running 16 miles in awesome time to having no motivation to even run 5 miles. I know in part it was because I had people visiting me which made running a chore I needed to get done so I could play instead of the thing I look forward to each day.  But my lack of discipline was still inexcusable. Because of it, I am now missing a week of taper because I needed to make up my long run. Hopefully this won’t hurt me too much.

On a more positive note I did run 18 miles yesterday, and while I didn’t rock it like I did the last 16 miler it was still pretty good. I finished in 3:11:17 which averages out at 10:37 minutes/mile. Not bad at all. I am aiming for somewhere around 11-11:30 minutes/mile at the marathon since I know I’ll need to conserve energy for those last 8 miles.  The other good news from yesterdays run is that I have a much smaller patch of skin missing from my back this time than I did after the 16 miler. It may be a small accomplishment, but I’ll take what I can get  🙂

Anyway, this week my running schedule should be pretty simple. I run 3,5,3,8. I admit it will be nice to not have to plan for 3 hours of my day being taken up by running. I miss my little 30 minute runs.   Now I will leave you with the wisdom of a much more accomplished runner: “Do the things that you used to do without fear. Take the risk. It’s all right to fall down and scab your knees.” (Side note: while its okay it definitely hurts…can you tell I’m still a little bitter about Jaxson tripping me…)

I put my new shoes on…

12 06 2010

…and everything was not suddenly all right. Actually they made everything very wrong.

After spending an hour in the shoe store researching and trying on running shoes, I finally put on a pair that made my feet feel like they were in heaven. I was so excited to get to run for the first time in them Tuesday. The run when slower than usual but I chalked that up to having to stop while the dog played with other dogs on the trail. Then the pain hit. My right leg hurt so badly I was limping. It lasted for days. I tried running on Wednesday and it hurt so bad I couldn’t then again I tried Friday and while I was a little more successful I was in serious pain and running about a minute per mile slower than usual. The only thing I can think of that could be causing this is the new shoes. It’s the only thing that has changed in the last week. Of course now that I have used them I am stuck with them but I am going to go back to running in my old shoes at least until my marathon is over in July.

Because my leg is still in serious pain I will not be running my long run tomorrow 😦  I am hoping that it won’t hurt my ability to finish the marathon too much. I am only skipping one long run and still have another 16 miler after tomorrow before I jump to 18 miles so it should be ok. I just hope that when Tuesday comes around my leg is back to normal. It would be so disappointing to come this far only to fall short of my goal.

Wish me luck and send good vibes to my leg! 🙂

Tired Feet

6 06 2010

Well I did it. I finished 16 miles in 2:52:12. That averages out to be 10:46 a mile. Not bad. Especially considering last weeks 14 mile fiasco. Todays run was tough. There were several times I walked and my leg muscles felt so tired I wasn’t sure how I was going to make it another 4-5 miles. But I just kept going. I walked when I felt like I needed to. And by the time I hit 15 miles I knew I was going to be able to finish strong. I ran the whole last mile at my normal pace!

Now after stretching and the drive home, here I sit and honestly the only part of my body that is really tired/hurt is my feet. They feel like the entire bottom is bruised. Which I guess makes sense since they have been pounded into pavement for the last 3 hours or so, but I guess I can’t complain my feet will easily recover and I’d rather them be tired than any thing else.

After 16 miles I only go up in mileage one more time before I run the marathon. I can’t believe how close it is getting. Its only 7 weeks away! But I’m not going to think about that right now. For now I am just going to relax, ice my joints, lay in bed watching tv, and celebrate the fact that I ran 16 miles today. I think I’ve earned it 🙂

The 14 mile beast…

2 06 2010

I am late on typing this and I apologize. My fourteen mile run on Sunday left me so exhausted that I literally got home cleaned up and crawled into bed. The run started off fine. I had new running shorts which were amazingly comfortable, and I bought a little fanny pack type thing to carry my phone, keys, and other items in so my hands would be free during the run. All in all I was pumped for the run. Then I hit about mile four and realized that I had gone halfway through my water bottle full of Gu already. By mile 7 I was running on empty.

The only thing that gave me hope throughout the run was the water fountains I knew were ahead of me. Each time I reached one I stopped and walked, and each time I reached one I was dismayed to realize it didn’t work.

I was so dehydrated I had to stop running to walk more and more. I was getting chills and since it was over 70 degrees outside I knew that was definitely not a good sign. Then to top things off I got a major stitch in my side and my right ear filled with probably the only fluids left in my body, making it sound from that ear like I was Darth Vader every time I took a breath.

When I finally got back to my apartment and weighed myself I found out that I had lost over 5 lbs of fluids on my run. I am lucky that I did not have any more ill effects than the complete exhaustion that over took me for the next two days. I will not let another run like this happen again.

As for my four miler yesterday…it was ok. I got really bad stitches in both my sides right under my ribcage that hurt like hell. But I finished and felt fine when the stitches finally went away. I think was continued effects of not having made up all the fluids I lost on Sunday. Hopefully todays run will be better.

Rage Running

26 05 2010

Today’s run was terrible. Not because of my pace, or because I was in pain, but because I was angry and instead of using my run to calm my rage I focused on it and let it consume me.

Why was I angry? Because my dog had a major accident while I was at work. Now he is usually very well potty trained but this is not the first time he has had this problem since I started working again, and despite his other incidents I stupidly believe it won’t happen again because I don’t want to kennel him all day. And for my stupidity I am rewarded with hours of cleaning in an attempt to try to get poo stains out of my carpet. When I got home and saw what had happened I was so angry I wanted to scream and cry all at the same time. Of course I have no one to scream at or cry to because even if I did scream at the dog he wouldn’t understand I was upset at something he did hours ago. So instead I decided to run.

This probably would have worked if I didn’t out of guilt for leaving him home alone all day take Jaxson, the source of my anger, with me. Every time Jaxson pulled or needed to stop to pee I was reminded of why I was angry and it just increased my anger. Now not only was I angry at him for his accident but for pulling me in a direction I didn’t want to go, or for trying to sniff the dog we were passing. Four miles was never so miserable.

I am calming down now slowly as I write this, but even still I want to cry with frustration and so I apologize for ranting to you unknown readers but I have no one here in Reno to talk to and I need an outlet for my pent-up emotions. Next time I will just leave my dog at home and run away from the anger but for now I will just live with writing it away and moving on to tomorrow with the optimism and motivation I know I have deep down inside me.

Wipe out!!!

24 05 2010

Today was my first 12 mile run. And all in all I’d have to say it went pretty well. Jaxson ran it with me and he was a trooper. He didn’t even run off and make me chase him down because he was trying to get away from a biker (yes this has happened before). However he did cause one minor mishap.

It all started around mile 8. He was starting to get bored with running and decided instead to try to uproot trees so that he could play with their roots. (He mistook them for roots) Unfortunately for me one of these roots happened to be right by my foot as he lunged for it. Instead of getting the root he got me tangled up and tripped me. I’d like to say my fall was graceful and not at all oafish but that would be a lie. I landed on my hands and knees. Lucky for my hands I had Jaxson’s leash and my water bottle protecting them. Unlucky for my knees there was nothing. My poor knees are now quite scraped 😦  

Despite this setback I did manage to finish my 12 miles and in great time! All in all I was running for 2:01:46 which averages to 10:08 min/mile! Pretty awesome considering I used to run 3 miles with a slower average!

Now I’m off to ice my knees and eat some well deserved dinner! Ciao!