Showing posts with label another silly long run. Show all posts
Showing posts with label another silly long run. Show all posts

Sunday, June 12, 2011

Robert Smith and Strawberries


Odd combination - Robert Smith and strawberries - but that sums up my wonderful Sunday. I love this guy. As vocalist for The Cure, he entertained me during my high school years, including Cross Country. Twenty (plus) years later, the man still can make me run with a smile. I actually charged up a hill while singing (out loud) Why Can't I Be You - great beat, but I've always loved his voice. Can't explain it, but Robert Smith really knows how to make me run a decent speed and makes knocking out 12 miles feel easy. Afterwards, I joined my family for breakfast at Borderline for what I call recovery food!

And strawberries - the girls and I enjoyed an afternoon of picking fresh strawberries. I told them the story of how my mother would tell the employees at Bihl's Farm in Wheelersburg to weigh me in and out because I would eat so many strawberries. It was so cool to watch my girls sneak in a few strawberries today. Bridget wasn't even sly about it. We could hear her saying Mmmmm with each bite!



Then Bridget and Megan each got to pick out their own Gerbera Daisy - Bridget picked pink (of course) and Meg found a two-headed mutant one, which thrilled her just fine.


Hope everyone had a wonderful weekend as well!

Saturday, May 21, 2011

Long Run Accomplished

The training for the Anchorage half marathon is moving along...albeit slowly. Last week's lovely weeklong rotavirus visit caused me to lose some significant distance, including a crucial long run. But training is moving along. I knocked out a 10-miler today. I purposely took the run easy and maybe I went too easy as I have no tired muscles as of this writing. Waking up tomorrow may be a different version. Next week a 12-miler is on tap. I'll finish the half, it might just not be as pretty as I'd like. But hey, not all races can be sunshine and rainbows!

My favorite song line while running today: I have a girlfriend with bows in her hair. Is anything better than that, is it? Gotta love Talking Heads.

So what's your favorite line lately?

Sunday, October 17, 2010

Mental Challenge of Long Runs

Training for an endurance event means logging in multiple log runs. I'm sure there are definitions galore out there for what constitutes a "long run." For me, the long run is generally any distance longer than a half marathon's distance. Lately, all of my long runs have been knocked out by myself as the family just can't understand why anyone would want to run for 3+ hours. Yesterday's run was probably my breaking point mentally. I didn't enjoy being alone. Not really sure I've would have been good company anyway. I was quite the whiner. I finished 3 miles and that's when I knew I was in trouble. I started whining that I still had 19 more miles to go. At mile 7, I whined I still had 15 more miles! Quite honestly, when you're knocking out a 20+ miler, all of your math will result in a "long run." Yuck! Even as I write this, I'm still amazed I finished. I'll be glad that in 4 more weeks, my runs can go back to 10 miles or less per run. Now that's something I can wrap my head around!

Saturday, October 2, 2010

The Wonders of Dry Shoes and Dry Socks!

I had a 20-miler on this morning's agenda with a 10-miler scheduled for tomorrow. So it wasn't like I could just postpone my run hoping that tomorrow's forecast would be better. I dressed accordingly with my windbreaker (uhm, it wasn't waterproof I learned) and headed out the door. Here's the best part: I only wore the windbreaker to provide protection for my iPhone. I didn't care if I got wet, but I was going to treat my phone with care! Anyway, I hovered under a tree for cover and texted Meg to bring me dry socks and shoes. She showed up at mile 11 and I couldn't believe the difference! I was so cold and wet, but with dry shoes and socks I had enough energy to finish out the remaining 9 miles. And the bold cup of coffee at Erie Island was the perfect way to warm me up, plus it was wonderful sharing a cup of coffee with my not-so-little, almost 17-year-old pumpkin.

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Sunday's Run

Sunday's run was exhausting. I couldn't squeeze it in during the early morning hours, not that it was cooler because even the mornings have been littered with heat misery. No, I tackled my 10 miles once again at the 2:00 pm hour (1:50 to be exact). I can actually count the number of times I've done my weekend long runs on a treadmill on one hand. I simply refuse to log in 10+ miles on a treadmill. I will gladly run in 15 degree windy, snowy weather then take an ice bath while fueling back up with my favorite recovery drink - a Bear Republic Racer 5 or Lagunitas IPA. But the heat/humidity combo I decided I had no choice-indoor or bust. So I've wrapped my head around my dreadmill miles, only to be greeted by my local Rec Center sign saying they're closed on Sundays. Are you kidding me?! Off to the Metroparks I go. But 84 degrees with 87% humidity did me in on Sunday. I finished the 10-mile run in about an 11:00 min/mile pace, slower but required. Autumn can't get here fast enough...

Saturday, May 29, 2010

22 Miles and an Ice Bath

All I can say is I'm glad that's done - 22 miles in this heat was no easy feat! I do have the best husband because he had a Bear Republic Racer 5 IPA waiting for me after my ice bath. Thank goodness tapering begins after today!

Monday, March 29, 2010

Fool's 25k Race Recap


What a wonderful race! The course was so well marked and the volunteers/aid stations were so amazing that I almost forgot that it was cold, wet and rainy. The race started in the open field at Pine Hollow. I don't know what it is about morning races, but I love the excitement and anticipation. Wondering how you're going to fare...will the body hold up...will a new injury surface (please No!)...will I set a PR (uhm, no, not when the final leg is Salt Run). So off we went along the path to Little Meadow (which was lotsa muddy), Cross Country trail, and Lake Trail. The mud was thick and I swear there were a few times that I actually heard suction noises as I pulled my leg/shoe out of the mud. I ran with a couple nice girls and we laughed about how exciting it was to get all muddy and each of us were excited about taking pictures of our shoes at the end of the race. After crossing Truxell, we went through Ledges Trail. Simply beautiful and technical (that's code for rocky and rough). Before I knew it, we were at the Happy Days Aid Station and 5+ miles completed. I love ultra aid stations - the PB&J is so fantastic. I mean, at road races you're lucky to get water AND gatorade and possibly a Gu packet at like mile 11 or so. My aid station excitement would soon come to an end as I began to feel the first rain drops (oh crap!).

It's funny, even though I've run the Boston Trail a couple times previously, I can't explain how exciting it is to finally finish the loop and pop back out to Happy Days. It's like seeing sunshine again! We retraced our steps back to the Ledges Trail, Pine Grove Trail, then Kendall Lake. Around Pine Grove, I was running with Karen and Mitch, then Eddie joined us. Having company certainly made the running much easier and much more enjoyable. I was beginning to feel the pull of a tight left hamstring so the company was greatly appreciated. It was also about the time we crossed Truxell to Kendall Lake that the rain was really coming down. I was too focused with thinking about what lies ahead of me (Salt Run Trail) that I didn't realize just how wet I was getting. Salt Run was tough, but at this point Eddie was starting to have trouble. I found that helping another runner muddle through took my mind off my hamstring and I started having additional energy. Even though Salt Run was a tough 3-3.5 miles, at least this time, I can say that I walked with purpose. At Regis, I walked like I was in the desert without water.

I finished in 3:48 alongside Eddie and behind Karen and Mitch. The best part of this is that I finished 13 miles in 3:47 at Regis and finished 16 miles in 3:48 at Fool's. The courses are almost identical in the trails run, the conditions at both races were tough for different reasons. At Regis, the snow made your footing tough and the ice was tricky to navigate. However, the mud wasn't any easier. I was slipping, sliding and sticking through a great deal of the course. When I came upon gravel sections, I couldn't contain my excitement. But it was pretty cool learning where to find your footing and learning how to power through. I can't wait till July's Muddy Paws 5-Mile Trail Race. I'm running with Jameson (puppy) and Greg (the hubs).

The course was great and the overall experience was wonderful. I was very impressed with the effort that went into the course markings. At no point did I ever have to guess which way to go. Even better, there were signs on adjacent or connecting trails that read "Wrong Way" so you knew exactly which direction to go. The scenery was breathtaking. There were times I just wanted to pause to take it all in and to snap a quick picture. I really hate that I didn't snap a picture at the beginning of the race while on Little Meadow. I was toward the back of the pack and it was so cool to see the runners winding through the trail. I couldn't help becoming nostalgic for my cross country days. So awesome.

Meg was a volunteer at this race. She was quite the trooper. We had to get up at 5:00 am and leave by 5:30 so I could have her checked in at the volunteer station by 6:30am. I would like to say this arrangement required me to make a Starbucks bribe to her, but that wasn't the case. She actually did it to hang out with me. Plus, she's good at cheering on the runners and knowing how to work an aid station. She worked at the start/finish, which also served as the second loop for the 50k runners. So thank you, pumpkin, for spending the morning with your mom! Hope my blue, shivering lips at the finish didn't scare you too much :)

This race certainly made me excited about my April triple challenge. Best of all, I'm not sore the day after and I can't wait to get back on the trails!

Saturday, January 2, 2010

Brrrrr with a Capital "B"

The yak trax were dusted off and put to good use for a New Year's Eve 5-miler. The temps hovered between 38-40 degrees which, compared to my Saturday run, felt downright tropical. As if wearing yak trax wasn't enough to remind me I lived in the winter storm belt, today I also had to pull out the gator. Brrrrr...it was stop-you-in-your-tracks cold! I originally had an 18-mile run on the agenda, but it was cut down to a 14-mile run after I had freezing buns and thighs. I'm not sure I've ever been so cold before. I had to stop 3 times just to get some heat and circulation in my fingers. In spite on all my "layering", it wasn't enough to beat the wind chill. When I got home, I checked weather.com which reported the temps as -3 with the windchill! Even after a long, hot shower, I was still unable to warm up from within. Megan had the best idea (impractical and not affordable, but the best nonetheless). She suggested hopping a flight to Florida and doing my long run after landing. If only it were that easy!

Look closely - there's 5 deer just staring at me while I was 3 miles into my run - simply a beautiful sight to see!

Hope you stayed warm today!