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Today’s run

I headed out for today’s run fully intending to come home, shower, and change before doing anything else for the day.

Oh, how plans change.

Instead, I’m sitting here 10 hours later still in my running clothes. I have been to a soccer game, the salon for a cut and color, and have been relaxing at home by the fire, working on my Snowy Owl afghan. All without showering. Or changing. And it feels great.

It was a tough 6.3 miles this morning. The five day old snow was crusty and had not had any traffic to pack it down. So things were a bit slow going. And I didn’t eat breakfast before heading out. So I needed my emergency gel 1.66 miles into the run. Good thing I had it stashed in my water bottle pocket. But, a bald eagle soared overhead at mile 4, and that was all I needed for a perfect run.

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Anyway, it was a great run. And I saw my son’s soccer game, and I have a fresh cut and color on my head. Pretty perfect if you ask me.

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Glorious Spring

58 degrees and a beautiful Easter Sunday, perfect for a run.

Hope you’re enjoying the warm weather! Finally, spring has sprung!The turtles were enjoying the sun also.

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Social running

I don’t have anything earth shaking to share this morning. Just some random thoughts that I felt like getting out of my head.

First of all, I am a social runner. It is made more clear every Saturday morning. Either I get up early and run with a group, or I sleep in and have to go it alone. I can easily run 25% (or more) farther with the group than I do alone. And if those solitary miles have to be on the treadmill, maybe the number is cut in half.

I do still have room in my heart to love the long solo run.  But it’s been so long since I did one that I’m not sure I remember how. And I don’t know if I can spend that much time alone with only the voices in my head to keep me company.  Although, a “lock-in” with that inner critic might do me some good. Perhaps I could finally put her in her place. She does seem to quiet down after 3-4 miles.

Second, I don’t understand (well, I probably do) why more people don’t get out on a beautiful, albeit frigid, morning like today. The snow was lightly falling, it was quiet and peaceful. Usually on the bike path there are other runners. Today it was only the three of us, and one guy and his dog. Totally quiet and relaxing.

Third, I need to reconsider my cold weather running wardrobe. My rear and thighs were red from the cold and it took a half hour before I could feel the seat heater.  Plus, as I warmed up on the almost 40 minute drive home, I started to violently shiver. A hot shower, pancakes, and two cups of coffee later, I finally am starting to feel warm.

And on a non-running note, I finished a crochet project this week. My niece has to wear double casts for a few weeks so I made her some slippers to wear when she is in the house. She was having a hard time walking on the hard floors, so these will help her not slide. Plus, she can put them on herself and they fit over the casts. I had to take a free pattern and do a lot of customizing to get these to work, but they fit perfectly and she loves them. And the supplies were less than $10 from Wal-Mart.  I’m pretty proud of these! And they only took a few nights to make.
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I’ll see you when I see you.

I know my posts are few and far between, and I decided today that I’m just going to embrace that and live with it.  I am not a professional writer, and I just don’t have the time to do this more often.  So, although I’d love to post weekly, or even more than once a week, I just have to realize that at this point in my life I am not able to sit down and type at the computer “for fun” even once a week.

When life gets busy, my running and my blogging suffer.  And, at this point, life is ALWAYS busy.  I’m hoping things slow down around October.  (2020)

Today I headed out for a run, and felt awesome in the first mile.  Then the lack of much extensive running these past few weeks took hold, and I got more and more tired.  I still managed 5 miles, but I had to take several walk breaks.  I’m not frustrated by this.  I’m actually okay with it.  I think I would have felt worse about it if I had stopped at 3 miles and called it good.  But I decided that even with walk breaks, I wanted to do 5 miles so that I would feel I had accomplished something.  And I realized, this is what happens when you push running to the back burner to deal with life.  But struggling to complete 5 miles is a hard thing to accept when you are used to expecting so much more.  A month ago I ran two half marathons in two weeks, and 10 miles the next weekend.  Of course I came home after that 10 mile run and spent the day sick in bed…whether that was the run or not I don’t know.

But, in the end, what I am doing is spending the time on things that mean more to me.  My kids, my family, and work.  (yeah, work).  I love running, and I love it even more when it’s effortless and rewarding.  And right now it’s not very rewarding – it’s frustrating.  But I also know that this is only a phase, and I’ll get back into it when it makes more sense.  I’m done promising myself that soon things will slow down and I will have more time.

It makes me wonder how others squeeze it all in.  I can’t even fathom training for another marathon right now when I’m hardly getting in a few miles a few times a week.  And some people hit the gym daily?  And cook dinner for their family?  And play catch in the back yard?  And clean the house? And go swimming?  And play at the park?  My head is spinning just thinking about all the things we AREN’T doing.

 

I need to relax.  We’re taking some vacation time in the next few weeks, and I need that desperately.  I may post more if I have time, but then again, I may not.  And I’m going to be okay with that.

 

So, as someone once said to me, “I’ll see you when I see you.”  Seems appropriate.

 


I stink.

I feel gross.

I got out for a 6 mile run this morning. Thanks to my mother-in-law, our two older boys were having a sleepover with their cousins, so I also took an opportunity to sleep in. (Until 7:30!)

When I walked in the door all sweaty and gross, and realized my husband wasn’t home, (he had gone to the grocery store with our youngest), I quickly had to adjust my plans – which had included a nice hot shower. I knew that my kids were supposed to be home very soon.

It’s a good thing I didn’t shower. Sure enough, within 10 minutes she pulled up with a carload of cousins.

All the kids thundered into the house and into the basement to play, and after about 10 minutes I realized that my shower plans had been derailed. It just wasn’t going to happen.

At this point, I only had a short window of time (5 minutes) before we had to leave for my 6 year old’s baseball game. I quickly threw on some pants and washed my face so I wouldn’t look quite so, well, “post-run.”

Why pants? Well, this morning I went out for a run in a very short running skirt. Fine for a run, but not fine for an hour sitting in the bleachers with a bunch of other parents.

After the game we came home, ate lunch, and my husband took the two older boys fishing. Yes! Time for a shower!

Just as they pulled out of the driveway, the 2 year old woke up, ready for lunch and playtime.

Rats! Foiled again.

I’ll shower sometime today.

But for now, I still feel gross.


Mother’s Day Racing – QC Distance Classic Race Report

The Quad Cities Distance Classic is a race that is near and dear to my heart.  It was the first half marathon I ever ran (during training for my “first” half with Team in Training in 2009).  Although I have thought about running it every year since, I haven’t yet been able to.  First I was pregnant, then it was the week after another race, and then last year I was in the clutches of marathon training and unable to think about anything else.

Last week I ran a half marathon in Indianapolis (I promise someday I’ll write a race recap).  I think it was last Friday on the drive to Indy when I asked my husband if it would be crazy for me to run the QCDC the following weekend.  When he told me to go for it, I started seriously thinking about it.

After the Mini Marathon, I didn’t want to think about running another half in a week, so I told him to ask me again in a few days.  And sure enough, after I felt good on Sunday and normal on Monday, by Tuesday I was thinking seriously about running again.

So on Wednesday, I made an executive decision that I wanted to run on Mother’s Day this year.  I decided that running is something I love, and something that I wanted to spend part of “my” day doing.  So I registered late – and I am glad that I did.

I wasn’t sure how well I would run given I ran a half last weekend and ran 6 miles yesterday morning.  So I decided to just enjoy the run and not try and push the pace (yeah.  famous last words…)

When the race started, we hit Mile 1 and I looked down to see a sub-9 pace.  Yowza.  I knew that was not sustainable.  Then we turned to go up the biggest hill in the race (no lie, this one is a killer, but oddly enough I love it!).  We then spend a few miles up on top of the river bluff before coming back downhill to spend the remainder of the race pretty flat.

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I’m not going to lie.  This race was tough.  I definitely could feel my tired legs!  Somewhere around mile 6 I took my only GU, it was one I hadn’t used last weekend (I am so thankful that I didn’t, or I would have been left fuel-less this weekend!).  I also packed a few Jolly Rancher candies to help get me through.  It’s amazing what a little sugar can do.

Right at about mile 8.5, I think I almost cried.  I had forgotten that the race has two separate out-and-backs.  Actually I knew that the race did, but for some reason as I went out on the first one, I thought blissfully that they had changed the course and I didn’t have to go out for the second one.  I know I said something inappropriate when I saw the runners doing the u-turn to head back down the second one.  It’s funny because I knew how long the race was, and I knew how many miles were left.  I even told myself, “you have to run the same distance whether you’re near the lake or on the bike path…”  But the fact that I still wasn’t going to leave the marina area just hit me hard, since I had convinced myself it was time to get up on the bike path.  But in actuality, this was probably the best part of the race because I was giving high fives and cheering for the other runners the whole time.

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Double out-and-backs 

The wind was pretty brutal in miles 9-10, as we ran back up the river bike path right into the wind.  It was a beautiful day (it still is) but that wind was vicious!  I think that those seem to be two of the worst miles in a half marathon, and to run them into a cold headwind was like torture!

Somewhere around mile 8, I turned off the Garmin pace display because I realized I was checking it way too often.  So I was pretty surprised when I finished around 2 hours – would have expected it to be a bit slower, especially considering that I walked a few times. Oh, well!

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So there it is:  My 8th half marathon, complete.  Now:  time to relax and do nothing the rest of the day.

Oh, wait. I’m a mom of three. I’m sure I will have to do something. 🙂

 

 

In fact, it’s time to go round up the little one for a nap he doesn’t want to take.  Wish me luck.


We RUN.

I have not run every day this week.  Not even close.

Okay, now that’s out of the way.

It’s been a heck of a week here in the world.  Here in my neck of the woods we’ve had torrential rains, record flooding, and snow.  Beyond this area we had the fertilizer plant explosion in Texas.  Ricin sent to the president.  And Boston.  I’m not going to get into what happened in Boston, or how I feel about it, because it’s all been said so eloquently by others already, and I don’t feel I can add much to the discussion.  I can say that I am beyond glad that law enforcement identified and captured the suspects within a week.  It just goes to show how much we can accomplish when we put our collective effort towards a common goal and purpose.

This weekend I had 11 miles scheduled.  Originally my two older boys were supposed to have soccer games this morning, so I planned on getting up early and running alone.   Then, when the soccer games were cancelled, I took the opportunity to sign up for a race, the Project Renewal Run for Renewal 5k.  This was one of my favorite races last year, and I had really wanted to run it.  But due to soccer (because, well, my kids have to come first…), I had thought I wouldn’t be able to run it.

I also needed to get in those 11 miles.  So I kept the original plan to wake up early, head out and run alone.  I got up at 5:40, got dressed, and headed out to run 8 miles in the early morning sun.  It was beautiful, but cold.  My legs felt like lead, and I didn’t have a lot of energy.  I didn’t eat anything before heading out, and that was probably part of the problem.  But I got through it, and stopped home around 7:30.

Waiting for me was a chocolate chip pancake.  yum.

As I was eating it, I realized that the Project Renewal race was about a 40 minute drive away, and packet pickup ended at 8:30.  It was 7:45.  I rushed out the door with a cup of coffee, and headed out to the race.  I arrived at packet pickup to find a long line of people waiting to pick up their race numbers.

LiveUncommon did a great thing this week.  They decided that to honor the runners in Boston, and to show solidarity, that they would cover the cost for anyone to run the Project Renewal race (and a later 5k race that I wasn’t able to attend due to a family event).  So, rather than the almost-200 runners from last year, this year’s race drew over 500 runners.  It was amazing to see all these runners out this morning, all out to rUN UNdaunted.  It was a great morning for a race.   I ended up running with Josiah, and enjoyed the entire run, even the massive hills.  It was such a blast.  I’m so excited that I was able to do it, and I am feeling refreshed and energized.

It was a great way to honor Boston, by getting together and doing what we do.  And what is that?

We RUN.


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