Hard decision made....

Emotions are raw so forgive me...

After 2 weeks back on the roads, I attempted 18 miles this morning to see how the leg would do.  First of all, the wind was brutal and we ran into it, up hill for most of the run.  Typical!  So with one element already working against us, the pace was slow although it felt like we were doing 7 min miles!

My first 9 miles felt good.  The calf was slightly tight but good.  And that's where the positive ends.

The furthest I had run during the week was nine so as soon as we clicked 9.01, I felt my ankle and the pace slowed!  The "Hail Marys" began and after about a mile and a half, a voice in my head started to say, "defer, defer, defer".  Message heard & received.

I will not be running Houston next month.  Period, the end.

Right now, I don't know what the future holds for me & Boston.  Maybe it was a pipe dream and the closest I can hope for is as a spectator.  Maybe tomorrow I'll have a better attitude and perspective.  Right now, I'm just frustrated & I'm going to allow myself that.

I know I have a lot to be thankful for and proud of as far as my accomplishments this year.  My mind is telling me this but my heart hurts.

Thanks to my group for the support and words of encouragement this morning.  I hope you can forgive the stinky attitude.

Found this image.  Message heard & received!

Merry Christmas!

It's hard to believe that the end of 2014 is here.  I, like so many used the Facebook collage to show what happened over the past year.  When Facebook put together the pictures for me, it became apparent that my year was pretty much filled with running, A LOT of running!

Its no wonder that injury is rounding out my year.  It was bound to happen.  Here's where I'm at....

I have been back on the roads for 2 weeks now.  The first week was slow, just wanting to test things out and see how I felt.  I did pretty well until the Saturday run.  The ankle pain came about a quarter mile left to the run.  I was pretty bummed and tried to listen to the wise people around me that said, I may need to think of a Plan B & be okay with it not working out in Houston.  Stubborn that I am, I wasn't willing to say okay, yet.

So on to this week, so far so good.  I have tried to pick up the pace and the distance but not over do it.  I have 2 more days this week with longer distances so we'll see how it goes.

On another note, Merry Christmas everyone!  It was a wonderful day today & I hope yours was too!  I know I have said it before, but on the day of the birth of our Savior, I reflect on just how blessed I am and thankful for all you in my life.  So, thank you for supporting me & cheering me on!

Off to bed before tomorrow's run!
Wish me luck!

The other side of the street.....

So its the end of the 2 week hiatus & I have to be honest, it has been rough.  My emotions were high & spirits were pretty low.  Runner depression, definitely a real thing.  So, what did I do on my last day of not running.....

I spent the day supporting those that have supported me.  It was so important to me that I do what I could for the guys that have given me so much of their time.  I know they run with me because they need to run anyway but they don't have to.  I am so much slower than they are but Saturday after Saturday they have met me before sun is up, mapped out the courses, dropped water and been my support, so now it was my turn.

There was a chance of rain so we were worried not about how it was going to be for spectators but for the runners.  Its funny but when I look at the weather forecast, I'm always thinking about how it will affect a run. So, we prayed that it would hold off & by race time, it was.  It was muggy & the streets were slick with condensation but no rain.

The first stop on the course for A & I was Mile 5. We got there a few minutes before the Elite runners & just in time to see Meb Keflezighi & Ryan Hall.  I was like a teenage girl at a One Direction concert (I think teenage girls like them, right).  Here are the pictures I got of them both, at least I think this is a picture of Meb & I promise it is Ryan.  I was so excited I couldn't keep the camera still.

So that was cool but what was really cool was all the everyday runners out doing what they love, trying to meet a goal or shooting for a PR.  We had so many friends out on the course, I was truly honored to be able to see them at different points on the course.  They all did amazing!  I am so proud of them all.  One didn't feel prepared but finished strong and never let up.  Another hadn't run a marathon in 14 years and PR'd by almost an hour.  And I'm happy to say, they crossed the finish right before the rain came.  I can't say the same for those of us on the spectating side of the street.  We  weren't as lucky but I wouldn't have changed a thing.  I had a blast!

While I had a great time, next time I plan to be on the street instead of the sidewalk.  Training started again today!

Wish me luck!

Benched for 2 weeks

“You must listen to your body. Run through annoyance but 

not through pain.” ~Dr. George Sheehan

Not really sure what to say.  So I did the right thing and saw the doctor.  No stress fracture appeared on the x-ray.  I left with exercises & stretches to do at home.  Told to ice & re-tape my leg before my long run.  I left feeling optimistic that things were going to be fine as long as I did what I was told.  I ran a Thanksgiving Day run with the Running Club from the kid's school.  Had a great time and was looking forward, although a little nervous, to Saturday's 18 miles.

We started out great, fast as always but I felt good.  I made it through mile 10 so I was starting to relax.......and then we hit the 14 mile mark.  It felt like someone took a sledgehammer to my ankle!  Thank goodness we had a water stop a mile later!  I took my time stretching and procrastinating if I'm being honest.  

The doctor told me, if it hurts run faster.  Sounds crazy but it worked.  Either that or I was just so focused on getting it over with that my mind refused listen to the pain.

I went home and immediately foam rolled & iced.  I was being a good girl for once and doing what I was told.  Yep, it must be serious if it comes down to this.  However, I couldn't stay off my feet for the day.  I promised shopping with mini me and by the end of our excursion I was pretty much limping.  Not good.....

I had a follow up appointment on Monday to see how the week went.  I was not looking forward to this discussion & in my heart knew what I was going to be told.  It still may not be a stress fracture but it definitely is worse than it was a week ago and I had a decision to make.  Or should I say, I came to a compromise....because what I was told wasn't an option!

No running for 2 weeks!  No boot camp for 2 weeks!  

Here's what I can do:

Swim - have you met me?!  Not going to happen

Bike - don't own one & John's has a flat......

Continue to Foam Roll & Ice - these I will do!

Right?!

Wish me luck!

Is it the shoes or something more.....

I know its been 2 weeks since my last entry.  Forgive me, I've been busy!  Plus after my long run 2 weeks ago, I was hoping that I wouldn't have to express how frustrating it is to not feel right and finally have to concede to seeing a doctor, but that's where I'm at!

So, here's the deal.  Two weeks ago, I went out with the group for our long run....15 miles.  I was excited because we were trying out a new trail that had finally opened!  New scenery, as much as you can see it the darkness that is at 5am with only a lone headlight to guide you, but hey my feet felt the newness of the route.

We were chatting it up, having a great run until I wasn't!  I slowed around mile 10 and finally stopped to walk.  This group that I run with is so great that even when I told them to go on, they didn't.  I stretched or attempted to stretch, WHATEVER, how do you stretch an ankle!  We all thought, probably time for new shoes.  Look at the mileage I had put on them in the last 16 weeks.  Ok, problem solved.  I made a plan to head to the running store the next day.

Addidas Energy Boost

I love these shoes!  I have been wearing them for the past year and have not had any issues with any of the slight modifications they have made to them.  This will be my 4th pair!  Maybe Adidas should consider me for modeling!  NOT!  Anyway, I went in to pick up a new pair and was told they had done some changes to the top, making it more breathable and not as tight.  WTH?!  That is what I loved about them the most.  It was like wearing a tight hug around your foot.  The "shoe expert" convinced me to give them a try so off I went.

I ran all last week in the new shoes and they seemed to be great.  Except for a blister on my big toe  from my "no longer snug" shoes!  Nothing a bandaid couldn't help.  No ankle pain, though, all was good.  Problem solved.  Until Saturday......16 miles was the plan.  Off we went to do two 8 mile loops because there was 100% chance of rain all day and we didn't want to be stuck too far out if the thunder & lightening started.  First loop complete, easy breezy!  Second loop, started and BAM! ankle pain at around mile 10 again.  

The guys brought me back in (have I mentioned how awesome they are) and headed back out to finish!  I promised to call the doctor first thing Monday morning.  True to my word, I am headed to the doc this morning.  Stay tuned......and Wish Me Luck!

Hillarie

  

Now What?

So I've read a lot of articles in Runner's World about how much time to take off before you start running again but what I haven't really researched is how & when to start training for the next one.  This isn't because there is a lack of information, there is plenty.  It is mostly due to the fact that I thought anyone that would jump right back into training for another marathon was just plain crazy! 

Well, pot.....this is kettle!  So now what?  

I decided that this week, 3 weeks post marathon, was when I would get back to it.  Now, don't misunderstand, I have run a little (VERY little, to be honest) since the race but I haven't been sitting around doing nothing.  So I thought, a full week of training would be no problem.  Well, guess what?!  Oh, and I also decided to take the suggestion of adding another day of strength training.  My plan was to hit CG on Monday, Tuesday & Thursday.  Well......I made it Monday & Tuesday but by Wednesday my body was telling me it had other plans.  I haven't been that sore since I started CG back in May of last year!  I did get all my runs in so all in all, a successful week.

Let's see what next week brings, speed workouts start tomorrow.....

Wish me luck!

I'll Get 'Em Next Time!

I wrote the following right after I got home from my trip to MN but hesitated until now about posting.  It is a lengthy post and I worried no one would want to read all the details.  I have come to the conclusion that its okay if you don't.  This is really a post for me.  I want to remember it all, the details, the emotions.....if you choose to, read on.  Otherwise, my journey continues and I hope you will continue to check in and see how I'm doing.  Thank you all for the support, it means the world to me!

It is amazing to me how quickly the weekend went!  I'm home with mixed emotions but mostly overwhelmed yet again by the outpouring of support I received, during, after and since I've been home (which is a total of 4 hours as I'm typing this blog).

Here's a breakdown of how the race went.....

The temperature was a perfect 45 degrees.  I took the shuttle to the start line and met a few ladies on the ride over.  We talked about how many races we had done, where we were from and what I hopes for the day were.  The shuttle dropped us off at the start which was in the middle of a parking lot with no buildings to keep warm in.  Funny thing, though, in Minnesota they have heated bus stops!  We (along with every other runner) found one to squeeze into until it was time for the race to start.  Wish I would have taken a picture of this.  Pretty comical.

My first 5 miles, were between a 8:20 & 8:30.  Way to fast, but I felt great and was behind the pacer so I thought I was doing good.  I just kept chugging along and soon I found myself in front of the pacer.  I worried for about 2 seconds & then thought just keep going.  I felt awesome!

This was the first marathon I have ever run truly by myself but that didn't mean I wasn't going to make friends along the way!  I met the Fire Chief and ran with a guy that has completed 47 marathons (yep, that is NOT a typo) and 27 ultras.  This guy was amazing and as a spectator called out, looked a lot like Forrest Gump at the end of his run, flowing beard and all.  He quickly left me in his dust!

It was then that I met up with Erin & Amy!  These ladies were kind enough to take my under their wings.  Erin was running the Mankato Marathon for the 5th time (this was the 5th anniversary) and is a native to Mankato.  Amy has daughters at Texas Tech and a 3rd that will be headed there next year. Amy's goal was to finish in 3:43.  Perfect I thought, I'll have people to talk to!  Well, we talked and stayed together for quite a while until we did our second loop out in the country.  They quickly pulled away and I heard the pacer closing in behind me.

It was okay, he was ahead of pace and I fell right in step with him.  I was still good.  The hills and headwind were over and we were headed back into town.  This is where things fell apart for me.  My legs were feeling heavy and the pacer was pulling away.  Next came the mind games, I wasn't going to make it, what was I thinking I could run this fast, I just want to quit.  I told myself, just get to mile 23.  Mom is there and you can stop!  My quads starting cramping right before I got to her but knew I had to fight through it.  She had pickle juice for me!  Anyone that laughed about pickle juice, well I promise you it works!  I got to mile 24 and my cousin was there with her daughter to cheer me on.  Thanks to them, I kept going.

Remember, Erin & Amy?  Well, I never saw Amy again but I passed Erin at some point but she miraculously appeared at my side for the last quarter mile.  She pushed me in.  She was shouting at me to stay with her, to do it for Boston!  She reminded me of Keith, who never stops pushing.  I will probably never see her again but am eternally grateful!  There were so many people, runners, spectators & everyone in TX that helped me get through this.  My mom had my phone and was communicating with everyone and she said she could feel the good vibes coming from everyone texting & messaging to check on me.  And then of course, my mom!  She was A-mazing this weekend.  I could not have asked for more from her!  We had a great weekend and I truly enjoyed spending the weekend with her.

So, I came home with an amazing PR, shaving 24 minutes off my time in February.  Official chip time, 3:46:24!  I missed my BQ by 1:42.  Disappointing yes, but what it says is I CAN DO THIS!!!  Houston is right around the corner and they say, "Third time's the charm", right?!

Wish me luck!

Tomorrow's the Day!

I'm here in MN & tomorrow's the big day!  I have my packet and have driven the course.  Kinda wish I hadn't done the second one.  We are out in the country for the first half, two loops through the corn fields & fall foliage.  That part I love!  Its the rolling hills I'm not so in love with.  We took some pictures while were driving (my mom did, not me) so I remember what I probably won't be focused on tomorrow.

I am blessed to have a great crew out there tomorrow to cheer me on!  My mom is here and has been so good to make sure I'm eating, resting and keeping my spirits up!  I hope when I see her tomorrow at mile 23, I'm still in good spirits.

I have gotten so many texts, FB posts and even a video of encouragement!  I am overwhelmed with all of the support!  A received a text with the following mantra, that I will try and remember tomorrow "By His grace, in His strength, for His glory"  And I know through Him I will stay strong, dig deep and will leave it all out there tomorrow!

Wish me Luck!

My mom, "Crew Captain"

My Inspiration!

When I started this journey, it was to hold myself accountable to do what it took to reach my goal.  I got up & got out there day after day because I knew I had so many people following my progress.  Along the way I heard several times that I was an inspiration.  This seems so strange to me.  I'm not doing anything earth shattering, nothing that changes the world.  I'm just someone who decided to see how far she could push herself.

What keeps me going is the inspiration I get from the people that touch my life.

1. Family - my husband & kids support me through it all.  The months of long runs, the sore muscles, the tiredness.  They experience it all but what I hope I am teaching my kids is dedication & drive to achieve what you set your mind to.

2. Camp Gladiator - where do I even begin, WOW!  The trainers & people I have met over the last year truly inspire.  I would not be attempting this marathon if it were not for all of them.  I AM stronger because of CG!!!!!  When your trainer comes out to run with you on a Saturday at 5am then agrees to pace you through the last & worst 6 miles of a marathon on a Sunday morning, you know you are in amazing company!

3. My running friends - these are the only people that truly understand why you get up at 5am every morning, in all kinds of weather to run for distances that make more sense to drive!  I love each and every one of you!  I am forever in debt to you for the miles you have put in to support me!

4. My Parents - My support system from day one!  They have always told me could do or be anything I set my mind to.  My parents are the example I strive to follow, always!  I love you Mom & Dad.

So, I thank all of you for inspiring me, for believing in me!  Wish me luck!

You are my inspiration!!

Seeing is Believing....

First of all, this post is so late!  I can't believe that in ONE week I'll be getting on a plane bound for Minnesota and my goal of a qualifying for Boston.  Didn't I just start training for this thing?!  I can't even begin to explain how excited I am about this!!!!  I may just grab a backpack and start running North on I-35 straight to MN today!  NOT!!!!

So here's where I'm at this week.  I read somewhere (probably Runner's World) that you need to visualize the course, the finish line, the time clock.....ALL of it!  So, that's what I have been doing.  Every time I lace up my shoes and head out the door, I see myself on the course.  I have paid attention this past week to how my pace feels.  I see the finish line and myself crossing it into a puddle of emotions as my determination has paid off and I have met my goal.

I have to be honest though, I've never been an overly confident person, so this is kinda hard.  Those inner voices have a funny way of sneaking in the self doubt, telling me it isn't right to be confident, to not get cocky.  This is where I rely on my faith.  The Lord has shown me that I am strong, I can endure and when I put my trust in him I can accomplish my goals.

So my friends, for the next week I have pictures of my finish time where I can see it, I have changed my Facebook pictures so I am constantly reminded!  Please say a prayer for me that when I am tired, when I feel pain (because I will) that I focus on the finish.  I don't want to regret!

Wish me luck!  Get ready Mankato, I'm coming!

Long Runs Have Come To An End

This says it all for me!  I have just completed the hardest week of my training and I feel GREAT!  I even allowed myself to miss a run in order to rest from the long run last Sunday.  I can not believe that in 3 weeks from today,  I will have completed my 4th marathon and will hopefully be posting that I ran the best race of my life!

Here's how things went this week that keeps me very optimistic....

Tuesday I went to CG and had a great workout.  It was Week 3, High Intensity Interval Training.  By far my most favorite week of camp.  The reason, I think is because it really challenges me to push beyond what I think I am capable of.  

Wednesday I met up with some of the Mom's in a running group I belong to.  I met them about a mile in to my run.  I hadn't been out with them in awhile so it was nice to be out with a group.  The weather was pretty nice too!

Thursday was another CG workout!  It was weight day.....gotta love it.  I must have really looked like I was working hard because a few hours after, I got a text message from the trainer telling me what a good job I did!  Maybe she thought I looked like I was struggling and just wanted to encourage me so I would come back!  No worries, Jessie!  You can't get rid of me that easily.

Friday morning came with a warm up run for Saturday's long run.  I met a couple of the weekend guys.  One of which is training for a 100-miler next month (yep, you read that right).  He needed to do an "easy" 8 miles.  So I thought perfect, we'll have a great run with a steady conversational pace.....NOT!  We averaged 8:20/mi.....so much for a warm up for Saturday.  I didn't intend to do speed?!

So, I was pretty excited to see what I would do on Saturday as this was the only 20 miler scheduled on my training program.  The pace was suppose to be 8:34-9:10/mi for the first 12, then 8:40-8:50/mi for 5 and for the home stretch back down to 8:34-9:10/mi.  We stayed between 8:44-8:54 for 12, for the next 5 my splits were 8:34, 8:23, 8:35, 8:21, 8:13.  I know for most, this doesn't mean much for me, I was a little surprised and pretty impressed with myself.  The last mile & a half of which was up a slow incline that for those that know the Cowtown course reminded me of mile 8 coming up Main Street!  While the last 3 miles were suppose to be a slower pace, my mind had other plans & so did my running partner!  With about 2 miles to go, we saw 3 runners about a half a mile in front of us.  Keith turned to me and said, "There's your rabbits, go get 'em!"  My body said "yeah right" and so did my mind.....for about a minute!  The result was the fastest mile of the morning & just what I needed to reassure me that I have trained well, I've trained hard and I am ready!  Now what to do for the next 3 weeks during my taper.....Wish me luck!

2016 It Is Then!

Well, to no surprise the Boston Marathon registration opened on September 8th and closed on September 17th.  My husband's comment, "Aww all that handwork...."  Have no fear the handwork is not for nothin'.  I am still going to race on October 19th and I will still attempt to run a 3:45 or faster and no I don't have to continue to qualify until registration for 2016 opens.  I can try to improve my time to ensure an earlier registration but if, no scratch that, WHEN I qualify on October 19th  it will be good for registration next September.  Whew, I know its confusing but trust me, I know & understand the what, where & how!  Anyone this determined has to, right?!

So, now for an update on the past week. I hurt!  I have never, in the year that I've been attending Camp Gladiator, not been able to run the warm up.  This week I couldn't or should I say didn't.  I am usually pretty stubborn when it comes to my workouts.  When this started I can't say but it sure wasn't who I was in high school or even my 20s or early 30s.  Haven't I heard you become more stubborn & set in your ways the older you get.  Hmmmmm, might be something to that!

I was almost convinced to see a chiropractor this week.  Sorry, Cindi but I feel better now!  I took Monday this week off and will not attempt to make up the run like I did last week.  Here is what the schedule looked like:

Sunday - 14 miles - CHECK
Monday - 11+ miles - NOPE
Tuesday - CG - CHECK
Wednesday - 8+ miles - will either do it or the 11 + from Monday (see what drives me tomorrow)
Thursday - CG - plan on it!
Friday - 8 miles
Saturday - the dreaded 20 (DUM, DUM, DUM) - actually looking forward to seeing how I do, lol!

It looks brutal I know but guess what........the taper comes next and then I get to figure out what to do with all the pent up excitement and anticipation until the race.  I can't believe I am almost there!  

Wish me luck!

It's a NEW week & Fall was in the air....

So friends, I know last week was not my best moments but I've said it before, this is about the journey for me as much as it is about reaching my goal!  When I look back at the first 3 marathon training programs I have done, they all have one thing in common.  I DID NOT complete every workout on the calendar.  Weather, illness, injury and general life got in the way!

With that said, its a new week with a new set of workouts on the calendar.  I adjusted my schedule over the weekend because of A's Tball game.  Here's a little peek at him on the pitcher's mound!  So cute.

The weather Saturday was ideal for running and I saw so many of my running friends out on the trails.  Can you say Jealous?!  So I waited until Sunday & I am blessed to have a supportive husband who will get the kids to church even during his busy season.  Come on October 15th, we are so ready!

There was still a chill in the air Sunday morning so I was looking forward to 18 miles but a little apprehensive since I didn't get much running in during the week.  How long does it take the body to forget all the training you've put in?  Fortunately, longer than a week.  I felt so good!  We were pacing right where I needed to be.  It didn't come without some pain, however.  My lower back was hurting pretty bad on the back half of the run and since we had afternoon soccer, by the time I was home and off my feet, I was afraid I wouldn't get up again.  Never fear, I'm sore today but feeling good!

I just have to say, I am thankful for the reprieve in the temps this weekend.  Not only did my body need it, my mental state did too!  I am a much better person in cool weather.  Unfortunately, it didn't last and we are back in the 90s this week.  Oh well, Fall will be here soon.....I hope!

Quiet the voices!

Today I have doubt!  I added something to my plate 2 weeks ago and I am struggling to manage it all.  I am my own worst enemy when it comes to taking on too much.  As a result, my mind is constantly racing, I can't remember what I set out to do & at the end of the day I feel like I have accomplished nothing.

Last week was an "easy" week as far as the running schedule and I think my mind (as usual) thought I could handle whatever was on tap for this week.  Well, it's Monday & I am overwhelmed and disappointed already.  

My plan today was to drop the kids off & head out for my speed work.  As any mother knows, kids inevitably don't always make your best laid plans reality.  "I" was sick this morning which meant no run for me.  With her home, I couldn't stay focused on doing what needed to be done for the day.  As the voices started to crowd my every thought, I became more overwhelmed.  

Have I mentioned, I'm a stress eater!  Not a good day on that front either.  As any sane person would do, I talked to myself, identifying my need to get out and pound the pavement. So with the kids fed, bathed & left to finish homework, I hit the track.  Remember, I stress ate today.....

So there I was, 6:45pm, high 90s starting my run that I knew I didn't have time to complete but wanted to get at least half of the scheduled 10x1000s done.  I warmed up for 2 miles and started my first 1000m.  I literally could feel myself about to get sick!  Again, the voices, I wasn't going to make it, what was I thinking I could train like this AND qualify for Boston.  Why can't I EVER say NO!  I quit the run after only 2.64 miles.  Pathetic!

My hope was a run would clear my head & in some respect it did.  I know there will be tough days and probably be frequent at this point in my training but I made a commitment and intend to see it through, voices be damned!

The debate my inner voices are having now is whether or not to attempt the workout again tomorrow after going to boot camp.  Hmmmm, I'll keep you posted.

I'm a slacker!

I don't know what's harder, training for this marathon or getting my posts done!

Its been so long since my last post, I don't even remember what I ran last week.  I blame the Hottest Half marathon.  I seriously don't remember Monday at all!  I had to go into the training log to refresh my memory.

Here is what I did:
Tuesday - 5x1 mile
What?!  Didn't they hear I ran the Hottest Half on Sunday?!  This sounded on paper as ridiculous as it actually was, but okay.  I put my headphones in and pressed on.  I have to confess I only made it 4x1.  My miles were suppose to be 7:45-7:55.....um okay.  I had my watch & my phone tracking my progress.  The watch said I was close, 7:56.   The phone said I ran 8:00.  I'm going with the watch!  What does my iPhone know?!

Wednesday - 9 miles with a pace of 8:30/8:40 for 6 miles
I seriously wanted to cut this run short by 3 miles but my running partner that morning was not hearing it!  Thank you!  It is really taking a village to get me through this training.

Friday - 6 miles
Finally, an easy 6 miles!

Then there was Saturday - 18 miles
Yep, that's not a typo & again it took a village.  I am so thankful for a group of great runners willing to see that I'm not out there alone.  Some of them started with me & other met me halfway and finished with me.  Then there was one that ran start to finish with me and THEN kept going for another 17 miles.  How long did it take you to do the math?!  That's 35 miles folks.  Now THAT is crazy!  When I headed out to the soccer tournament at 9:30 that morning, I passed him on the road still running!

There was no rest for my legs at all the rest of the weekend.  "I" & her teamed played in the Plano Labor Day Soccer tournament.  6 games over 3 days, 4 separate fields & in the Finals they went to double overtime and finally Penalty Kicks.  It was a long weekend but they came home with 2nd Place and parents that couldn't have been more proud.

Ok, I got a little rest of my legs!

Tuesday morning came thinking it was Monday and all the craziness that is our house on a school morning.  "I" was exhausted and complaining of her feet & legs hurting.  As the mature, nurturing and compassionate mom that I am, I looked at her and said "Really?!  Did you hear me complain this weekend about my tired & sore legs?  Suck it up and get your backpack!"  Mom of the Year, right here!

Ok, she did a "little" running!

3 Half Marathons in 3 months....Yes I'm crazy!

So the good news is, I am finished with my summer racing series!  Yay, me!  And I took 3rd place in my age group for all 3 races.  Super excited about that!

Too bad the glass was empty!

Bad news, I am feeling it tonight!  I think that the weeks ahead are going to continue to get tougher but I just have to say, "Wow"!  Running a half marathon with the sun beating down and the temperature rising was just the icing on the cake this week.  Here's what the week looked like leading up to today:

Monday - 16x400 (nope that's not a typo) with a 2 mile warm up & 1 mile cool down.  

Wednesday - 9 mile temp run - only had time for 6, sorry

Friday - 6 mile easy run 

Sunday - 16 miles (sorry only did 13.1)

I learned this week that I am not very good at keeping a steady pace when doing track work.  I went out way too fast for the first 8 400s.  I need to work on listening to my body and knowing what is a"good" uncomfortable effort and what is an "on the verge of vomiting" effort.  It's a fine line but not being able to distinction between the two could cost a qualifying time.

This piece I have known for a while but is worth re-iterating.  My mind is SO much stronger than my body.  There were times today that I just wanted to dial it back and take it easy.  My mind wouldn't let me.  I would spot someone & challenge myself to catch them.  Mentally, it also helped to have friends out there pushing me too.  I had 3 great pacers today that took turns keeping me going!  Thanks guys, you are appreciated beyond words!

Last & possibly the hardest lessoned learned, listen to your body!  When your legs ache, even 15 hours later, its probably a good idea to take a rest day.  At least today, this is an easy lesson.......I will rest tomorrow!

What happened to last week?

I can't believe summer is over!  Last week went by so fast.  I really tried to slow it down, but no luck. It hit me early in the week that all 3 kids would be in school this year & I realized I wasn't ready!  Mom of the Year right here!  I tried to convince A that he didn't need to go to school this year, that he could stay home with me for one more year.  His response was so simple & reassured me that he was ready.  He said "Mom, I'll come home everyday after lunch & my nap.  You can play with Bumblebee & Optimus while I'm gone because they love you too."

So, Thursday morning came too quickly and they were all shiny & new in their uniforms and ready to take on the school year.  I was a complete mess and every time I thought I had pulled myself together,  I would lose it again.  It was literally the longest day of my life.

I have spent the last 5 years with the youngest and while I miss the big kids I didn't have the luxury of staying home with them.  A & I have done EVERYTHING together since the day he came home from the hospital.  It amazed me how much I missed him & we were only in school two days last week.  I am pathetic.

My crazy sidekick

Such a handsome boy!

You are probably wondering what any of this has to do with my training.  Well nothing other than the best thing about running is, its always there when you need it.  It isn't on a set time schedule.  If you are late to your run, it doesn't care.  It's just glad you made it.  However, a late morning run (after mass on Friday) isn't as kind to you as the pre-dawn run.  I don't remember the last time I had a side cramp as bad as I did Friday.  It was hot, humid and I don't think even a slight breeze.  It felt like 100 degrees but when I looked at the temperature on my phone, it read 88 degrees!  Welcome to Texas humidity, I was drenched!

Saturday morning wasn't any better.  The mileage is getting up there & it was a struggle.  Thank goodness for great running partners.  We started out with 6 and picked up a 7th, 2.4 miles in.  At the 5 mile mark, we dropped to 4 and shortly after, down to 3 due to an injury.  At 2.4 miles left to go, I turned to the one remaining runner still with me & laughed.  He was the only one foolish enough to run the entire 15 miles.  I guess just like the run, the runner doesn't care when, where or what time.  She was just glad you showed up!  And kept her on pace, averaging 8:51.

Perspective

Training this past week was right on track.  At the end of the week, however, I find myself reflecting on perspectives.  Here is my list of reflection:

1. My training partner left for a month in order for her oldest son to attend camp.  This may seem strange to some that you would travel out of state for an entire month so your kid can go to camp but when it is what they need, you do whatever it takes to make it happen.  Perspective.....is what I am doing in the best interest of my family or am I selfish in my goals?

2. As a result of #1, I had to adjust when I got my runs in.  In order to accomplish my goal of finishing the Mankato Marathon with a certain time I HAVE to complete each workout at a set pace.  I say this so you understand that when I went out for a 7 mile run with 3 kids on bikes in tow, this was going to be difficult.  The logical me knew this but the irrational focus driven me didn't want to listen.   This resulted in feelings of frustration towards the kids.  Perspective....what the hell is wrong with me?!  They rode their bikes 7 MILES!!!!!

3. This last reflection really has me pondering.  "I" had a soccer tournament this weekend & I wasn't able to attend the first day.  J took her to the first game & when asked how it went, his perspective was she didn't play much.  Hmmm.  2nd game didn't go well according text message updates but I didn't realize the full extent of "not well" until the next morning.  The girls lost the game but it was the sideline behavior on the spectator side of the field that may need some perspective.  Have we lost sight of the importance of leading by example, being respectful,  supporting our coach, letting him be our voice & just being our kid's cheerleaders?

This morning I had a track workout scheduled and it sucked but I did it & there was one vision that kept me going & pushing to give it my all.  I watched one of our girls yesterday (who is not the fasted on our team) chase a girl halfway down the field to cut off her shot on goal.  She gave it her all, physically & with her heart!  She has been working so hard this summer to build her endurance & I COULD NOT have been prouder of her!  She got there & because if her, I did too!  Thank you M!

My goal has not changed but my perspective I hope has.  I will run, I will push but I will do it with heart & I will not beat myself up when I don't hit a mark!  I want my kids to see that isn't just about the finish, its about the journey & keeping things in perspective!

One year ago...

This past week was a trying one...

Emotions ran very high with everyone in the house and I couldn't quite figure out why.  I chalked it up to summer coming to an end.  Perhaps the kids & I were just done with so much time spent together, except it had been our busiest summer and we weren't all together a whole lot.  Someone had always had a camp to go to or a friend to visit, so what was our deal?!  Then it hit me, a year ago we all said goodbye to a very important person in our lives.

Arnold Van Zanten, aka Grandpa Beach finally lost his long battle against prostate cancer.  So while none of us voiced it, I think deep down we all were dealing with the loss in some way or another.  John & I were preparing to travel to Florida to be with his mom on the anniversary and to take Arnie to his final resting place.

As a result, my week of training was off.  Twice I overslept for boot camp and Friday's run had to be done on Thursday.  I planned to get as much of my long run in as I could while we were there on Saturday morning.  My hope was that it would help me get through the emotions of the day.  I had no idea how John was going to get through the day & I wanted to be the support he needed me to be.  I got in a little over 11 pavement pounding, sweat & tears pouring miles.

The morning was beautiful and the water was so calm.  We set out 3 miles off shore with a Captain that Arnie would have loved.  He was a diver & lover of the sea.  It was starting out to be perfect.  We anchored and while John held his dad's urn, his mom & sister said a few words.  It was soon time to say goodbye.  We toasted to him and continued to regale in stories of his love of the water.  We talked about the first diving trip I took with him.  I was a mess!  I had splinters in my hands from the tow line, a goose egg on the back of my head from the tank, and every blood vessel inside my goggles popped due to a mask squeeze.  He just kept telling me, DO NOT tell your mother!  I experienced a lot of firsts, things I never imagined doing in the short time I had the pleasure of knowing him and I was lucky for that.

Arnie provided so many opportunities for so many people, even outside his own family.  All who knew him were blessed to have been touched by him.  I know this weekend doesn't completely heal us but as I sat in church this evening I was reminded that while our bodies will return to dust, our souls go on forever.  Until we meet again, I am comforted by the thought that he is always with us and watching over.  Love & miss you, Arnie!

Divide and Conquer

UPDATE - Started the week with the new schedule since last week ended with me off my feet.  I ran Monday & still felt my shins, so wasn't feeling good about the prospects for the rest of the week.  Tuesday morning, as I got ready for bootcamp, I decided to wear my old shoes and see how things went.  We did some running and things went well, so I decided to experiment with my shoes the rest of the week.  Wednesday was another run day & wore the old shoes, no pain.  Thursday, bootcamp with the new shoes, no pain.  Friday I decided to try to run in the new shoes again.....no pain, YAY!  My "professional" opinion...I tried to run too far in new shoes, too soon.

So, it was a busy week.  Mini Me came home on Tuesday, thank you Lord!  I can't even explain how much I missed that girl.  My niece flew through DFW, Wednesday, on her way home so we surprised her on her 3 hour layover and went to lunch & ice cream!

Cousins!

Love this kid!

To add to the already busy week, John & I had to divide & conquer the week so in addition to getting my runs in, I had to work around not having John home to stay with the kids so I could run/workout before the sun came up.  Thank goodness for help from family!

John had to take I to Austin for a 3v3 soccer tournament & I had the 2nd half marathon in my summer series this weekend.  It was hard to let him go to the tournament without me but I think it was a much needed Daddy/Daughter weekend.  He came home talking soccer like a pro and bursting with pride about the team and especially how his girl played!  Congratulations Shooting Ducks, they qualified for Nationals in Florida!

The Shooting Ducks

The Wildfire Half was Saturday morning so the boys stayed with my parents since I had to be up & out the door before the sun.  Unfortunately, I wasn't running before the sun.  I wish!  It was in the 80s already before 7 and the race didn't start until 7:30.  Who's bright idea was this?!  The race announcer told the crowd it was going to be a nice race with a "beautiful" course through gently rolling hills. NOT!  We set off right at 7:30 heading out of the Denton ISD stadium and out onto 4 lane rode THAT. WE. STAYED. ON. THE. ENTIRE. RACE!!!!  The shoulder on both sides of the street were coned off but apparently those were just put out as a suggestion as we heard a car going the opposite direction completely destroy one as it sped by!  In addition to speeding cars, we dodged roadkill the entire way.  I kept looking for the rain cloud as I was feeling sprinkles every once in awhile.  I finally realized it was the sweat hitting me from the guy in front of me, YUCK!  In spite of the heat, the giant hills (not gently rolling at all) & the sweaty rain, I placed in my age group again!  Yay, me!  I wonder if this is because I'm getting better or is it because there are so few in the age group stupid enough to run in this heat?  Either way, I'll take it!

3rd Place!

Look how happy we are at the start!

3 weeks in & its time to re-evaluate

Yep, this is my problem today!  My first step of the 11 miles this morning was painful and it got worse as we went.  The last two days have been gorgeous here in TX with temperatures in the mid-60s at run time.  This has resulted in running through the pain.  Not the best decision.  I am now sitting on my butt with my compression socks on & VERY tired legs.

Time to re-evaluate my weekly schedule.....

Here is what my schedule should look like:
Monday - OFF
Tuesday - Run
Wednesday - OFF
Thursday - Run
Friday - OFF
Saturday - Run
Sunday -Run

Here is what I have been doing for the last 3 weeks:
Monday - Camp Gladiator
Tuesday - Run
Wednesday - Camp Gladiator
Thursday - Run
Friday - Run
Saturday - Run
Sunday - OFF

While the premise of this training was to train your legs to fight through the tiredness at the end of the marathon, 3 days straight is too much.  The best way to figure out what I need to do is to talk through it with someone who understands.  I am very fortunate to have a strong running support system & my group this morning gave me some great advice.  Here is what we came up with:

Monday - RUN
Tuesday - Camp
Wednesday - RUN
Thursday - Camp
Friday - RUN
Saturday - RUN
Sunday - OFF

Looks pretty good!  Wish me luck....

It is July in Texas, right?

This was the temperature today when I went for my 5am run!  What?!  It was so nice & I could have run forever.  I did a 5 mile tempo run today.  First mile slow, mile 2-4 at an 8:15 pace and the final mile slow.  I average an 8:18, pretty good!  Did I mention I love this weather?  Funny how much the weather affects not just my running but my attitude towards my run.  I wasn't the only one out enjoying the temperature this morning either, I saw a few rabbits that decided to pace me up a hill.  They had a little bounce in their step as well.

Last night, I thought I might have to cut my run short this morning because I was going to run solo again once the sun came up and I had to head to Abilene with IVZ to connect her with two of her besties for a girl's weekend.  Thankfully one of the group sent out a shout for a run this morning and we were able to connect to knock the run out early.  Score!

With the van loaded down, I set out mid morning for the 2 1/2 hour drive to the Abilene Zoo to meet "the blondies" & their mom.  It was half way for both of us and we thought it would be fun to check out the zoo.  I wasn't expecting much so was pleasantly surprised with how fantastic it was.  The giraffe area consisted of a large bridge that allowed you to feed these gorgeous animals and since IVZ's favorite animal is the giraffe, she was in heaven.  AVZ was pretty enthralled with them as well & was pretty shocked when one licked his finger!  I highly recommend a visit if you are ever in the area!

Chasing My Shadow

This week was the first introduction to "speed work" on the plan.  I've followed plans with speed work incorporated in but never quite like this.  I chose this training plan because it built mileage fast and requires running on tired legs, one thing I needed in February.

So, Day 5 looked like this, 5miles+, :20 fast, 2:00 slow.  I interpreted this as 5 miles of running :20 fast & 2:00 slow equaling 16 reps.  I convinced my "Sole Sisters" to meet me for this workout and away we went.  It was different but I felt it was a good run.

Day 7 was more of the same but 6 miles.  Again, it was different but good.  I had good company again, including a 4 legged friend named Brady.  Brady is a beautifully, energetic Hound mix that pushed alongside me and when he tired, still pushed from behind sprinting to catch up just as I was starting my :20.  Nothing like the panting of dog coming up fast behind you to really push the 95% effort.

Day 9 was an easy 4 and for the first time in a long time, I had no running partner.  No one to complain to about the humidity, no one to tell me our pace each mile (I don't set the screen on my watch to show my pace), no one to talk to about my daughter's soccer game or the latest crazy thing the youngest did.  I debated on whether or not to bring my headphones but in the end, I did.  A nice change of pace to listen to some tunes.  It was an out & back route with a few hills.  As I turned around to head for home I discovered I wasn't running alone.  For the last 2 miles, up & down the hills, I raced against an old friend.  She's been with me through every training run, every injury & every race I've ever done, My Shadow.  I don't usually get to see her as I run in the darkness of the early, early morning but it was nice to have her along & even though I didn't, I tried to beat her.  Oh well, maybe next time.....it was good to see you

My Shadow
Robert Lewis Stevenson

Week One Done.....

Happy 4th!  I had a great weekend filled with all the things I love; fireworks, family, friends, soccer and LOTS of food!

Marathon training officially began on the 1st & my promise to myself was that I would make all my runs as listed, maybe not on the day scheduled but the length, pace, etc.  Tuesday had a 4 mile run, easy pace scheduled.  Great, done.  Thursday called for a 5 miles, easy.  I ran with Kelli & we had a great time catching up!  Loving it so far.  Saturday was suppose to be 6 miles followed by 8 miles on Sunday.  This is where I tend to go off schedule a little.  Friday being the 4th, I signed up the kids and I for a 5k & Fun Run.  It was a great morning & I ran my best 5k, finishing in 23:53 & 3rd in my age group!  The kids did awesome too.  J came in 2nd & Izzy ran strong, even adding an extra half mile.  Not the required 6 but I'll call it good!

Saturday I went out for the scheduled 8 miles with the group.  It was a nice easy pace and felt great.  I chalk this up to a great start!

The other days of the week were dedicated to supporting two new campers that committed to coming to Camp Gladiator for the next month!  These two women happen to be two of the best teachers at my children's school.  So needless to say I was not surprised that they jumped in with both feet and gave it their all.  Week 1 of camp is Endurance week, which by definition means, the power of enduring a difficult or unpleasant process or situation without giving way.  They definitely endured!  I am so proud of them both and can't wait for Week 2.

From my family to yours, Happy Independence Day!

Jalapeño Half - First in the Summer Triple Play

I feel like this summer is flying by.  I have to first start out describing my non-running part of last week.  Notice that I didn't post at all.  I was completely exhausted, both physically and mentally every night but I couldn't have been happier.  It was Vacation Bible School week.  All the planning of the last several months & decorating done last week , we were ready for 145 kids.  I love this week and it went by so fast.  Yes, I was teary eyed on Friday as we danced our last dance.  Like the kid's favorite song of the week, "Don't know where I'd be without you....... "

Here is a peek at the fun we had.  The littlest clown is mine.

Parade Around the Our Father

Now to the running part of the week. It was a light week because I raced the first of 3 half marathons in a summer series put on by Mellew Productions. It was going to be the first test of whether or not  training in the heat & humidity is paying off.  Keep in mind we have not hit 100 degrees yet.  Apparently it is the first time in 7 years that we haven't seen 100 degrees in June but I'm telling you it has still been hot and definitely humid.  

Saturday morning came with a thickness in the air.  Race time was 7:30.  This was well over 2 hours past when I would have normally started my long run on a Saturday.  I was nervous about how I was going to fare.  I decided not to wear my Camelback because I don't plan to run the marathon with it, so I prayed there would be enough water stops along the course.  The start was delayed so I didn't have my watch set to start as I thought they would give us a countdown.  Nope, the start of the race consisted of, "Ready, Set, Go!"  What the what?!  Not a good start, I had to step to the side while my watch found the satellite and started.  

I am glad I didn't look at the course ahead of time.  I probably would have bailed if I had.  The course was the 2nd half of the Cowtown Marathon course.  Yikes!  I kept telling myself, "its just another training run."  On the positive side, I wasn't as delirious as I thought I had been in February because things looked familiar but it also meant that I remembered each corner I had to stop at to stretch, walk & cry.  I kept plugging away, ticking off each mile, my right hamstring feeling each one.  My pace started out at about an 8:30 then slowed to 9:00, maybe even a 9:30 through the middle of the course and then back up for the last portion (can you say, I just wanted to be done!).

The official finish time was 1:56:51.  Not my best time but I'll take it.  Under 2 hour finish in the heat....I was completely satisfied.  And.......

3rd place finish in my age group!

Maybe my training is paying off.....

We'll see, marathon training officially begins tomorrow.