Sunday, November 29, 2009

I earned that teeshirt!

I felt like, well, a turkey during this year's trot. There was nothing pretty about it. Bill tried to convince me not to go before I left, to which I responded, "it is only 3 miles." When I arrived to get my registration, they could not find me. That was strike 2. But, the very nice woman gave me a number that ended up being another bad omen- it was number 13. I was standing with my friends Paul and Michael before the race, and both gentlemen tried to convince me not to run. Michael even offered to just hold my number for me and take it to the finish! I was sounding and feeling pretty miserably sick.

There was quite a crowd for the little 5K in Hingham at 7:30 on Thursday morning. There were exactly 1130 finishers. I think that is a great turnout for the morning after the Wednesday evening before Thanksgiving as well as terrific for the Hingham HS Cross Country and Track Boosters which the race supports. So, I swallowed my athletic greediness and took off as the gun went off. I felt terrible from minute one, and I had no choice but to take it easy. It was the worst feeling. I had nothing in me that would let me push the pace. The whole entire race involved me swallowing any bit of pride that I had. I was coughing and barely moving the entire time. At the first mile, I was at 8:49. When I crossed the finish line, I was at 28:02. That ends up being a nine minute mile pace, so I actually slowed down! A few friends were waiting for me at the end, and one said, "Wow, you really must be sick because I cannot remember ever beating you!" She was rather pleased with herself.

I wish I could say that I didn't care how terribly slow I was on that day. But, that would be a lie. However, I furthered my pain tolerance. I figure that if I can run like that in the worst cold I have had in my thirty one years, then I can really start to push the pace in some other events. In many aspects of my life, I struggle with expanding my comfort zone. However, with experiences like this, it causes me to realize that I can.

I have not run since then and have only worked out on the elliptical thus far. It is a sunny but windy Sunday morning here in Hingham, and Cisco the dog and I are headed out soon to do his "sniff and run". I figure that at least I can blame my slower than normal pace on him- j/k.

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Turkey Trotting

The annual Thanksgiving Turkey Trot is in Hingham tomorrow. I am signed up for it, and after last year's fiasco where I overslept, I feel I need to show up to it. The national holiday that is the Wednesday night before Thanksgiving did me in. (Although in all fairness, I grabbed Cisco, and we ran up to the finish line to cheer on my friends.)

I am not in the good 5K shape that I was earlier in the spring, and to top it off, I developed a nasty cold overnight on Monday. I woke up on Tuesday morning barely able to talk I was so congested. I made things far worse as I had to teach Spinning class that morning. At 5:30 AM, there is no calling around for a substitute. By 7 AM, I had little voice. Yesterday was miserable and closed out by falling asleep on the couch at 9PM watching the Biggest Loser. Full disclosure- I NEVER watch television. It is just not be thing and probably never will be. But, apparently, it was just what I needed, as I feel a bit better today and have more of voice. However, I am still coughing.

What am I to do? Am I okay with adjusting my goals? Although I am not in 7 minute/mile shape right now, I had hope to be in at least 7:30/mile when I signed up for this race. With this cold, I think that might even be dubious. When every gasp for air will be interrupted by coughing, I do not know if I want to put myself through that.

However, it is a community race that most attend as it is a great way to see friends on Thanksgiving morning. I am certainly NOT an elite runner, but why am I so caught up in what my pace will be? It is funny has even for the most average runner, running gets so mental. We want to maintain our paces, and get faster, not slower. We feel we need to perform at every race.

I think the plan will be for me to eat a big piece of humility pie. As of right now, I plan on being there. If I feel anything like I do today, it is not going to be pretty. But, I need to learn and to accept that running isn't always pretty. We don't always meet our goals, and sometimes speedbumps like illnesses can slow us down a bit. It will be a good mantra for me to work on!

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Training to Start Marathon Training

As you know from my last post, I signed up for Boston. Bill basically forced me to do it, but that is why we are married. He usually can forecast what makes me happy and what drives me to misery.

The only problem now is that I have to get back into marathon running shape. I have kept up my running since the marathon, but I definitely know that I have lost some fitness. It has been seven months since I was on a training plan. I love a training plan. I love looking at the goal at the end mainly, but I also love being able to track my progress and cross off the boxes as I go along. It brings some sort of logic to this crazy thing that we call marathon training.

So, the goal for the next six weeks before Boston training starts is to get some strength and find my speed that I lost. Here is how I plan to accomplish it.

(1) Return to my beloved treadmill. I have been ignoring her in favor of running outside in this beautiful weather we have been having lately.

(2) Jillian Michaels- In other words, I have started the 30 day shred. I have made it two days and am already sick of it. I like her workouts- they are efficient and quick. However, I don't know when I will ever stop hating weights. My friend Katie, the physical therapist, reminds me often of why I need to start lifting them. But, it just does not get my heart rate up or destress me in the way running does. End of story!

(3) Return to the races: I have signed up for two races, the Hingham Turkey Trot and the Hyannis Half. I missed the Turkey Trot last year as I had trouble getting out of bed. This year, I am limiting myself the night before. The Wednesday before Thanksgiving is always fun, but I don't want to miss the race this year. My running class is HOPEFULLY going to have a mini-reunion at it. If only Lydia comes, it will be a success. (She recently became engaged and I have yet to see her ring. Even though she lives down the street.... as such is the state of my life.)

I also signed both Leann and myself up for the Hyannis Half Marathon. My plan is to try to follow her- she is much faster than me so we will see how this plan goes. It is always freezing cold on this day, but it is a great race filled with friendly runners. I heart it very much. More importantly, at my birthday celebration this past weekend, I managed to convince Leann, Joanna, Courtney M, Courtney L and Liz that they all should run it. So far, three of us and one other girl are signed up. I plan more martinis and wireless access to get the others signed up.

That is the plan. Coincidently, this coincides with a mid December ladies trip to St. Thomas. Funny how the 30 Day Shred is planned right before that.....

Sunday, November 8, 2009

I'm Shipping Up to Boston

Well, all last week, I was debating whether or not I was ready to sign up for Boston. I had received an email from the BAA saying that registration was filling up faster than normal. Then, my friend Rich emailed me to make sure I got the email. Next, the status updates on Facebook started, as my friends started posting that they submitted their registrations for Boston. I was telling Bill all this, and he pretty much demanded that I register then and there. He said to consider it an early birthday gift to myself. Usually, he is right when it comes to things, so I went ahead and did it.

There are so many reasons that I LOVE to run this marathon, many of which I am sure will appear on this blog in the next few months. For now, I leave you this youtube video to get you thinking about this event.