Flying Pig 2015

Flying Pig 2015

Monday, May 22, 2017

My Last Week of Freedom


Hanging out with Grandpa Davis.

This is my last week of doing what the heck I want before I start following a program again! I am typically a schedule oriented person, but it's been nice to be able to say yes to most requests lately. Except for track days, I haven't had to look at my watch to hit certain paces. It's been glorious.
My legs were tired at the beginning of the week. I can't remember the last time I ran 5 days in a row...probably two years ago! I'm usually really good about giving myself a break, but I couldn't pass up the opportunity to run with Amanda on Monday evening. My goal was to take it easy the rest of the week. I even decreased my long run knowing that mileage was only going to increase from here on out.
 
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  • 5/15: 6.07 miles, 8:28/mile. This was supposed to be a rest day for me, BUT Amanda texted me asking to run in the evening. I told her I had mom duty because of Jimmy's volleyball plans, and she offered to push James! Heck yes. She pushed my boy in her double stroller, and I pushed Roop in my single. Elizabeth joined us and had to deal with a few kid stops along the way. I for sure ran too fast for pushing a stroller and for it being a rest day. I felt good in the moment, but the leggies were tired the next day.
    A little p.m. running action. [Amanda, Elizabeth, James, Roop, ME]
  • 5/16: 6 miles, 8:25/mile; Bis/Tris, 30 minutes. Track Day! Per my Garmin app, it was 86 degrees with the wind blowing at 16 mph! I decided not to run that morning because I ran harder than I should have the night before. I joined the CRC group for their weekly track workout. The posted workout was pretty intense so I changed it just a bit. Workout: 1 mile 5k, 1 mile marathon pace, 1000 5k, 1 mile marathon pace, 600 5k. Short rest, then a couple fast 200's to finish. After reading that, I knew I'd have to change my recovery pace. I mean, my goal marathon pace is 8:15...there was NO WAY I'd be able to handle that for this workout. I opted to keep my intervals at 5k pace (7-7:15) and try to keep my "recoveries" just under or around 9mm. It was hot, and I'm sure the heat had something to do with it feeling tough, but it wasn't as horrible as I thought. I think I would have felt really good if I had rested a day. I was just going on day 5 of running so my legs were telling me to be nice. All things considered, I was happy with the workout and glad I slowed down the recovery periods. I still think I have a LONG way to go with my speed. I will get there...I just need to be patient.
    The sun was oh-so-hot!
  • 5/17: REST! I needed it. I did a little bit of foam rolling for my poor butt.
  • 5/18: 4 miles, 9:24/mile; shoulders/glutes, 30 minutes. I never get to run in my own suburb so today was a nice change! The sweet Sarah moved to Gahanna recently and reached out to me to run close to home. Brittaney joined us for a short, easy run in our hood. Later that evening, I decided that the foam roll wasn't cutting it for my glutes. I found a tennis ball, and it revealed that my glutes are way tighter than I had imagined. Oh my word. I vowed to roll them daily for a week straight. If I get no relief, I might go back to the massage lady.
  • 5/19: 10 miles, 9:16/mile. I decided that my long run would only be 10 miles this week. Why do more?! I met up with the early crew to knock it out so that I didn't have to worry about it when my mom was visiting this weekend. It was so freaking humid and buggy. I'm pretty sure I ate at least 5 bugs. Ick.
    This was quite the crew!
  • 5/20: 6.34 miles, 9:02/mile. Sarah and I met for a Gahanna adventure. I've run on the trails around Academy Park on a few occasions, but I can never figure out how it is set up! It never fails that I end up getting lost and/or confused. Also, when I finished, I was happy that I decided not to run a 50k today! Part of me was like "Lisa, you suck for not running that." The other part was super happy that I wasn't going to have to deal with the soreness and fatigue that would have resulted from it. Ugh...stupid mental struggle.
    Schneider's!!
  • 5/21: Hatha Yoga Class, 1 hour. I decided I would rest from running today, but all I could think about was going for a run!  I made myself rest and opted for my afternoon yoga class.
 
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Marathon training, here I come!

Tuesday, May 16, 2017

I Just Wanted to Be With the Track and I'm a Quitter

Love my boys.

I still have no plan. My only goal was to run 5 days and to make one of those a track workout. I've done only one track workout in the past year plus...ONE. When you get pregnant, speed doesn't matter. After I had Ruthie, speed wasn't my concern. I only cared about building my base mileage and completing a marathon in under 4 hours. After a few months, I did start some structured race pace runs and tempo runs, but I never ran faster than 10k pace for a very short period of time. I mastered those race pace runs, though!

Selfie fun with Roop.
As I'm in the middle of my do-whatever-I-want month, I'm starting to think a lot about getting my speed back. I feel so slow!! Since I'm past that two week post marathon mark, I thought I would sneak in a track workout to see how I felt. I have no particular reason I need to do it, I just want to. I like the track. At the same time, I'm definitely embracing the break before my next training session starts.
 
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  • 5/8: Shoulders/Glutes workout, 45 minutes. My legs deserved a break from running.
    
    Roop trying to demo her plank.

  • 5/9: 6.06 miles, 8:49/mile. I ventured into the long lost world of Blacklick to run with Jessie and Katie. My legs felt a little fatigued, and I wondered if I might survive my track workout the next day. I should be past marathon recovery phase, but I'm still tired. I think I'm letting my mental struggles outside of running affect how my physical body is feeling.
  • 5/10: 6.25 miles, 8:42/mile; Glutes/Abs/Yoga, 45 minutes. Track Day!!! I was happy to be back on the track, but wasn't totally prepared for what it handed to me. IT. WAS. HARD. I knew it probably would be, but I was hoping it would leave me feeling slightly confident. It did not. LOL. I hit my pace range for most of them (7-7:15), but slipped closer to 10k pace on a few in the last set. The workout was 15x400m, 100m recovery. I broke it into three sets and did a 400m recovery between sets. I also did a warm up mile. The road to getting my speed back is going to be a long one.
    Not the track I was on...I was so bad about taking pics this week.
     
  • 5/11: Chest/Back workout, 30 minutes. I just wanted a leg break.
  • 5/12: 12.01 miles, 8:42/mile. A short work day allowed for a mid day long run. Fortunately, I had company this time! Jessie and I took a Tour de Gahanna and New Albany. Running only 12 road miles further confirmed that I'm not at all excited about 31 trail miles. Ugh.
    I saw a lot of this girl this week. Not complaining!
  • 5/13: 6 miles, 8:55/mile. With my long run out of the way, all I needed was 6 measly miles before playing mom all day. Since Jessie and I always drive to Westerville to run, we decided to stick close to home and meet in Gahanna. We had a few more inclines than our legs wanted to tolerate, but it was a nice little run to start the weekend.
    Because our selfie wasn't flattering, you get pavement, trees, and an incline.
  • 5/14: 6.08 miles, 8:25/mile. I was invited to crash the Powell party this morning to start my Mother's Day. I was able to walk away from the Tim Horton's parking lot without buying Timbits. I was pleased with my self control.
    Marion-too much booze the night before. Jackie-too much booze two nights before. Lisa-where's my booze?
 
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Technically, I suppose you aren't a quitter unless you actually start the task. I think I've pretty much decided that I'm not going to do this 50k. My heart simply isn't in it. My number one goal right now is to BQ. This race simply will not improve my efforts in that department. In fact, it could potentially sideline me if I fall and get hurt or come out of it feeling fatigued (which is pretty much a given after running 31 miles!). My next marathon training session starts in ONE WEEK!! If I ran that race, I would go into the start of my training feeling like crud. I just don't want that. WHY DID I REGISTER FOR THIS 50k?! LOL!!! So, if people want to call me a quitter or even a weiner...so be it. I'm a quitter and a weiner.

    Monday, May 8, 2017

    I Have No Plan

    Really...I don't. I know you don't believe me. Everything that happened this week was pulled out of my non-programmed brain.

    Curly hair, don't care.
    The beginning of this week was the struggle of not running too fast. I wanted to stay closer to 9 minute miles just to be nice to my body. I was mostly unsuccessful. This week was also tough outside of my running life. Work was insane AGAIN, and Jimmy had to work a couple of really late nights. Blah. Enough whining.
     
    • 5/1: 6.04 miles, 8:17/mile. Oops. This always, ALWAYS happens when I run with Marion and we don't pay attention. I was happy to spend some time with this sweet lady. We were sprinkled by rain (until the last 0.10 when it decided to start pouring), stripped down to our sports bras, and dodged a crazy ass duck that was up WAY too early. Shouldn't ducks be sleeping at 5 a.m.? And why was he flying around in a neighborhood without a pond?
      Wet. [ME, Marion]
    • 5/2: Yoga and upper body workout, 1 hour. I spent an hour at the gym doing some yoga and lifting mostly chest and back. I'm going to be SO SORE! I haven't done a chest/back workout in a couple of weeks.
    • 5/3: 8:08 miles, 8:31/mile. Ok, let's talk about this. I was going to run with Dani and Marion in Powell. I chose not to because I thought I would be tempted to go to fast. I really wanted to keep my pace slower than 8:40. The intended workout with the Westerville girls should have kept me slower...but it obviously didn't. UGH. The one whose workout we were doing cancelled so we didn't pay attention to the pace because it didn't matter for us. I did feel good, but I felt horrible because I felt like I should be going slower! I don't know why, but I feel like I really need to take advantage of this short recovery break that I have before I get back to the grind in June. I've been SO good about avoiding injury and I want to keep it that way! And here I go thinking too much.
      April miles. Not my best, but o.k. considering taper and recovery.
    • 5/4: 4.05 miles, 9:05/mile. The plan was 4-6 miles, but I was leaning towards the higher end. Once I got going, I knew I would be ok with 4 miles! A couple of the girls were tapering, and the other was coming off of a race. We all had the whatever attitude.
      Yes, Schneider's again. [Elizabeth, Meg, Karen, ME]
    • 5/5: Glutes/Bis/Tris, 45 minutes. Rested from running and met my boo at the gym to pump some iron.
      Love my girl!

      Happy Cinco de Mayo!

      Day date!
    • 5/6: 12.01 miles, 8:56/mile. Long run in New Albany with Jessie, Katie, and Tamara. Jennifer and Heather joined us for a 5k loop at the beginning. The run felt mostly good, but I was glad when it was finished.
      [Tamara, ME, Jessie, Katie]

      This boy BEGGED me to take him to the expo...so, we drove to Cincy!

      Grandpa is somewhere in there.
    • 5/7: 4 miles, 9:05/mile; 1 hour Yoga class. I wasn't motivated AT ALL to get out and run when I woke up...probably because I was solo and sleepy. I set out with 6 in mind but thought "Why?" I then decided 4 would be enough. I ran to the local track which is about 1.87 miles away, ran a lap because I missed the way the track felt under my feet, and ran back home. Bing, bang, bong.
     
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    I'm still not excited about the 50k...but I'm not really excited about anything at the moment. Just feeling blah.

    
     
    

    Tuesday, May 2, 2017

    A Little R&R....

    ...Regret and Recovery
     
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    Visiting the Dublin corn on the way to pick up daddy.
    Recovery has been much different this time around. A month before I ran the Little Rock (LR) Marathon, my right hamstring and piriformis were always tight, and no amount of stretching would work it out. I decided to get a massage three days before the race, and that seemed to really help out. It never bothered me during the race or afterwards.
     
     In the seven weeks between the LR and Carmel Marathon, the tightness was mostly in control and never warranted another massage. I sort of regret not getting one before Carmel. Although it wasn't horrible during the race, it was AWFUL afterwards. I couldn't believe how tight it was! Because of this, I really played it safe this week. I let my hamstring tell me what to run instead of my head or heart.
     
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    • The day after: Yoga and mowing. I wasn't excited to mow (and it probably irritated my legs a bit), but it needed to be done.
      
      Spring has sprung.
       
    • 4/24: 1 mile, 10:52/mile; 1 cycling mile, 4:46. Oh boy. Not exactly the run I wanted it to be! I fully intended to feel as great as I felt after LR and run 2 miles. My hammy told me immediately to chill out. I felt the tightness with every step. My gait was off because I was running so cautiously. I don't tend to think the worst of these situations. I knew it was simply a tight muscle, but, for a split second, I had convinced myself that my hammy was going to rip from my leg. After running only a mile, I rode the bike for an easy mile to loosen it up enough for stretching.
      That was a rough one.
    • 4/25: 3.1 miles, 10:16/mile. I was going to rest completely, but I had a stressful day. Work was insane, and I was finally on my way to my last patient. My freaking car broke down on 71-S in the middle of Grove City construction in which there were NO SHOULDERS to pull over. I found one of those "Emergency Vehicles Only" areas in between the north and southbound lanes. I was able to park my car there instead of the middle of a busy freeway. Two hours and 45 minutes later, I was on the road with the tow truck to get my car to a shop. UGH. Needless to say, I needed a run. I let my body run at whatever felt easy. I never looked at my watch...just ran. It was a slow pace, but I was happy that my leg felt really good and that I didn't feel tired.
      Ordered this gem. Now I need to register for a race so I can use it!
    • 4/26: REST...because it's the right thing to do.
    • 4/27: 4.01 miles, 8:54/mile. After "sleeping in" until 6:15 everyday this week, I was feeling peppy for my 4:20 wake up call. I met some gals for a 4 miler of unknown pace. Most of us were either recovering from a race or tapering for one. After my Tuesday night run, I assumed I'd be in the high 9s for my pace. I didn't look at my watch and was shocked to see my average. No hamstring irritation! Things are definitely looking up!
      Early risers! [Betty, Allison, Emily, Audra, ME]
    • 4/28: 7.6 cycling miles, 30:12; 30 minutes yoga and abs. I wanted to run but thought I should continue to take it easy and be nice to my hammy. It hasn't bothered me at all today and felt like normal when working out at the gym!
    • 4/29: 1.33 mile warm up, 8:22/mile; 6.6 mile race, 7:46/mile. It was Cap City Half Marathon/Quarter Marathon/5k day! Separate Race Report HERE.
      Start line selfie. [Marion, ME, Jackie]
    • 4/30: 6.01 miles, 8:38/mile. I met up with Jessie in New Albany for a few "easy" miles. I think they were much easier for her than me! LOL. I was feeling pretty fatigued. I definitely felt that race from the day before.
      Post run/pre latte pic. [ME, Jessie]
     
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    So...regret...I have had a really bad attitude about this 50k. After running Carmel, I just want a break from longer races. I REALLY don't want to run a 50k. I know it will be fun and different than running a marathon. I won't have to run fast, and I'll be able to enjoy my surroundings. I just don't want to do the distance. It just doesn't sound fun right now. I'm hoping that I'll get more excited as I recover. Right now, my heart isn't there.
    My lady love. This is how happy she is when she wakes up.

    Sunday, April 30, 2017

    Cap City Quarter Marathon

    The cute shirt that came with our race packet!
     
    For the second year in a row, Columbus hosted the USATF Half Marathon Championship. As long as I've lived in Columbus, I've never run the Cap City Half. I registered last year, when registration was super cheap, in hopes that I could use it as an opportunity to PR. That was before I decided to run a marathon the week before! LOL. I knew I would have no desire to run 13.1 a week later, so I decided to downgrade to the quarter marathon.
     
    SMART DECISION! We ended up having horrible weather. Fortunately, it did not rain while I was running. It was pretty warm and humid, but the rain held off for a while. Sadly, they had to stop the race as I was walking to my car to leave. It started to downpour along with lightning. I felt so horrible for my friends. Many of them had to stop anywhere between 8 and 12.3 miles of the half. I can't even imagine how that would feel. I want to barf just thinking about it.
     
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    I went into this race feeling no pressure at all. Hell, I just ran a marathon. Who cares how I do?! After a tough recovery run earlier in the week (3.1 miles @ 10:16/mile), I decided that my goal would be to break 1 hour. Ha! It seemed like it would be challenging at the time. I mean, run more than 6 miles at 9:09 pace? It seemed lofty at the time. A couple of days later, I ran a 4 miler with some ladies in Westerville. I had a much better result and felt really good (8:54 pace). After this run, I decided that I would try to break the 55 minute mark.
     
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    My CRC AT teammates (and friends)...[ME, Elizabeth, Tracey]
     
    When I arrived, I found the CRC AT tent, met some of my CRC teammates, and set off for my warm up. About a half mile into my warm up, I stumbled upon Marion and Jackie! Yay!! We finished the warm up together and headed to our corral.
     
    We set off up Front Street and through the Arena District before heading towards Olentangy River Road. The course was not hilly per se, but it did feel like it had the occasional incline.  I had no intention to look at my watch during the race, and planned to run based on feel. Mile 1 was probably my favorite because a lot of my friends were in the same corral, and I eventually saw all of them. Based on who I was running by, I thought maybe I went out a little fast. I felt ok, so I just went with it. Unfortunately, I was around a girl that was freaking out about the clock at the mile marker. She asked the person beside her what the mile split was and I heard the girl yell out "7:40" while another person yelled "7:47." My Garmin later told me mile 1 was [7:40]. Whichever it was, I knew I would need to chill out a bit for the next one if I was going to survive the race. Mile 2 clocked in at [7:30]. I didn't know at the time that this was a big oopsy.
     
    My legs felt good the entire race (well, until the last half mile), but I couldn't get my breathing controlled. I'm not sure if it had something to do with the humidity, but it was difficult to breath properly. We turned on 3rd where we hit mile 3 [7:58] and then on High Street to stroll through the Short North. I remember being around 3.5 miles when we made the turn on High Street. I passed a couple of girls on that stretch of 3rd, so it had me pumped up as I made the turn. We also met up with the elites at this point. They were on the other side of the street running the half. I was able to cheer them on as I was running. SO much fun! I even passed a couple more girls! Mile 4 clocked in at [7:56].
     
    We took a short detour onto Long Street before hitting the next mile as we turned onto 4th. I was so happy to see mile 5  [7:50]...almost finished!! It was about this time that I decided to look at my watch. Because I wasn't checking my splits or looking at the clocks on the course, I had no clue what to expect. I wanted to see my overall time with a mile to go. That would allow me to estimate my potential finish time.
     
    As I hit 5.55 miles, I realized I had a chance to break 52 minutes! What?! I was thrilled. I just kept telling myself that I only had ONE MILE TO GO. All I needed to do was bust ass to the finish. Mile 6 was [7:44]. This is when it all hit me. My body wanted to quit! I only had a half mile left, but it was the worst half mile EVER! The last 0.4 miles was up High Street to the finish. It felt like such a long stretch!! I could see the finish, but I couldn't seem to get closer to it. UGH. I sort of blanked out at this point. Rumor has it that I had friends cheering for me, but I just wasn't coherent. I do recall hearing my name a few times, but had no ability to look at who it was. My average pace for the last 0.6 was, shockingly, [7:39]. Based on how I felt in that section, I would not have guessed I was moving at that pace.
    CRC snapped an action shot of me running the final stretch. Totally in the zone.
     
    I finally crossed the finish line, heard my name, and saw my friend, Jessie. I'm sure I knew the others there, but nothing registered...just Jessie's smiling face. All I could do was keep walking. I snagged some water, my medal, and just kept walking. I might have barfed doing anything else. I finally looked at my watch to see if I was able to break 52 minutes:
     
    51:14!!!
    (11th female overall, 3rd in my age group)
     
    The Garmin.

    My race stats.
     
    Woo Hoo! I couldn't believe it. All I could think about was how much I wanted to avoid racing for several weeks! I enjoyed the long walk from the finish line to the celebration area. I was by myself since most of my friends were running the half. I grabbed my free pizza and marg, enjoyed some tunes from the live band, and made my way to the CRC tent to celebrate with some of the coaches.
    The earliest I've ever had a marg.
     
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    I really enjoyed my first Cap City experience and look forward to, hopefully, running the half one year!
    My church running family. They're all pretty hard core.
     
     
     
    

    Sunday, April 23, 2017

    Carmel Marathon


    Let's get the goal stating out of the way. As I've been telling my running buddies, my forever goal (until it happens) is 3:37. Why such an odd number? Because it's 3 minutes faster than the time I need to qualify for Boston. For me, three minutes is a cushion comfortable enough for me to feel like I'll actually get to participate in the race (for those not familiar, my qualifying time is 3:40, but that doesn't mean I get to run the race. Because so many people qualify and want to run this race, you often have to qualify more than 2 minutes better than your actual qualifying time). Did I think I could run this time at Carmel? Maybe, maybe not. I was never totally confident, but I wasn't afraid of trying. With that being said, here were my ABC goals:
     
    Goal A: 3:37 or better.
     
    Goal B: Faster than my race at Little Rock (3:52)
     
    Goal C: Sub 4.
     
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    Picture fun at the expo! [Amanda, ME]
     
     Amanda and I arrived to Carmel (suburb of Indianapolis) Friday afternoon and went straight to the expo. The expo is teeny tiny so we didn't really feel the need to explore. We just grabbed our bibs and race packets then headed to the hotel! Bonus: We stayed at the Renaissance, and they had a Starbucks that opened at 5:30 a.m.!!

    We were pretty lame that evening. We checked in, rested a bit, went out to eat at Bub's Burgers, and came back to rest more! I think I laid down at 8 p.m. LOL. I like to live on the wild side.

    Breakfast the next morning consisted of coffee, two hard boiled egg whites, a nutri grain cereal bar, and a pumping session (ugh...worst part of racing and breastfeeding). I just couldn't stomach the oatmeal. We got on the shuttle around 6:30 a.m. to head to the start line. I wasn't super nervous, but truly felt like an idiot for wanting to run a marathon.

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    A lot of people commented about how great the weather was going to be. Temperatures seemed like they would be great, but it was so windy out! I think it must have been cooler than predicted. It was supposed to be 43-ish and progress to 47 or 48; wind predicted to be 11-13 mph. Per my Garmin, it was 41 degrees with the average wind of 11 mph. I wish I knew what the wind was that last 10k...BRUTAL.

    This race had 4 corrals, A-D. I was in B which started with the 3:30 group. They waited 90 seconds between the start of each corral. It seemed stupid on paper, but I think it actually worked out well because it looked a little tight at the beginning. This allowed everyone to have more space.

    Mile 1 was so freaking cold. We arrived about 50 minutes before the start so my legs were freezing. Despite the wind, my body warmed up by the end of the second mile (I wore shorts, tank, and arm warmers). In hindsight, I probably would have preferred a t-shirt to keep my shoulders warm.

    My goal was to run 8:15 miles. My body tends to move closer to the 8:07-8:12 range so I knew I would need to keep myself in check. I honestly tried really hard to keep on pace, but I completely failed. I just didn't want to go out too fast and not be able to finish.

    I believe the website says this course is flat, but they lie. I like hills so I have no reason to be dramatic about hills, but this course was rolling with inclines. There were no significant hills, but there were definitely a lot of inclines. If my legs felt good, I think I would have liked this aspect of the course. Unfortunately, my legs never felt good! UGH. I have no idea why. I basically did the same taper I did for Little Rock. The only difference is that I didn't do a 5k the day before this one. My legs should have been more tired for Little Rock! The course included a mix of residential streets, main roads in the city, and bike trails.

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    The wind! Burrr!!!

    As mentioned above, mile 1 was so, so cold. I was really paying attention to my watch to ensure I wasn't going too fast. I clocked in at [8:11]. I wasn't too hard on myself about it because it was pretty close to the goal pace. I just told myself to slow down a bit for mile 2. I think this mile had an incline followed by a decline where I caught myself going too fast. Mile 2 was [8:04]. UGH!! I cannot go this fast this early!

    I could NOT get my dang body to feel that 8:15 pace, but I was very consistent the next 4 miles [8:09, 8:09, 8:09, 8:08]. We crossed our first stalker mat at 5 miles so I knew everyone would be getting my update. After 6 miles passed, I was still feeling tired which worried me because I typically feel warmed up somewhere between 6-8 miles.

    I knew the next stalker mat would be at the half way point. I used that to motivate me to stay on pace for my BQ. I continued my quest to try to slow down a bit. I was all over the place during this section. Miles 7-13 were [8:11, 8:06, 8:14, 8:07, 8:10, 8:03, 8:19].  This was so inconsistent it makes me want to barf.

    As I crossed the halfway point, I knew my goal of a BQ was not going to happen. My body was already breaking down. My half split was 1:47:25...65 seconds faster than intended. Was my body just tired today? Was it tired because I went out too fast? I have no idea. I just know I was feeling like complete crap.

    At this point, things were not only physical, they were mental. I usually don't go mentally crazy until at least mile 20! After seeing my split for mile 14 [8:28], I decided that I was going to stop looking at my watch. I knew I couldn't change the way I felt physically, so I had to work on the mental part. That didn't change for several miles either! My next two miles were [8:35 and 8:56].

    I had my mental breakdown around 15.5 miles and made my most dramatic move of the day. I got my phone out and went live on Facebook! LOL!! I let everyone know I wasn't going to make my goal but that I wasn't giving up on my race. I then texted Amanda and told her not to wait for me at the finish and to go back to the hotel because I had no clue when I would finish. In this moment, I honestly didn't think I could break 4 hours.

    The next few miles are a blur. I was definitely at my worst. I continued not to look at my splits because I didn't want to know my reality. I decided I would just run the best I could until I reached the next stalker mat at mile 20. My miles leading up to that were [9:22, 9:13, 9:06, 9:06].

    When I ran Little Rock and reached mile 20, I decided to look at my overall time and just add an hour. Surely I could run the last 10k in an hour. That gave me an idea of what to expect for my finish time. Since I hadn't been looking at my splits, I decided to do the same for this race. When I crossed the mat, I was at 2:49 and some change. This was the mental boost that I needed to make it through the last 10k. I still had a chance to break 4! What was even better is that I had a chance to beat my time from Little Rock!!

    At this point, my body was in SO MUCH PAIN. My legs were so tight, and my back was killing me. Fortunately, I had experienced no cramping up to this point. It was all up to my mind. I felt I had no more physical energy to give. NOTHING LEFT. The only thing I was hanging onto was the fact that I could beat my Little Rock time and have a new second best marathon time.

    Unfortunately this is when the race got pretty crappy regarding weather and course. The wind really started to pick up. We also entered the most boring part of the course (a couple miles of bike trail after hitting mile 21). It wasn't pretty trail...boring and lonely. Miles 21-23 were [9:02, 9:21, and...gasp...10:13]. WTF. I'm glad I wasn't looking at my watch. I would have flipped out. I didn't even have a 10+ minute mile at Little Rock!

    After exiting the stupid trail, we entered the last 5k which was all city road. I'm not sure what came over me, but I was SO motivated at this point. I looked at my overall time to get an idea of how I might be able to finish. When I realized I was definitely beating my Little Rock time, I made it a point to try and beat it as much as I could.

    I had negative splits for my next three miles! I think the last 5k was the roughest regarding wind. I kid you not, it was entirely into the wind. NO BREAK. I was so pissed that it just made me run faster. I kept seeing people stop to walk and they kept complaining about the wind. I wasn't going to let it stop me. If I couldn't BQ today, I was determined to get the best non-BQ time I could! Miles 24-26 were [9:08, 8:48, and 8:27]!!! What?! I was so proud when I looked back at that. In that last mile, we passed a sign that said "1/2 mile to the finish!" I just ran my ass off at that point. When I reached a quarter mile from the finish, I started cramping a bit. I'm sure I looked interesting going down the finish chute [last 0.30 miles at 7:37 pace]. I've never been so excited to look at my Garmin.

    My official time:

    3:46:14!!!





    Amanda and I jokingly commented that this was the shortest marathon we ever ran! My Garmin said 26.30 miles! That's pretty darn close!


    When I finished, I hurt so bad! Not injury hurt, but I was so freaking tight. I couldn't tell if it hurt less to stand or sit. It all sucked! On top of that, I was involuntarily crapping my pants. I couldn't think about anything other than getting back to the hotel and taking a shower!

    **Race nutrition: Gels- 15 minutes before start and miles 4, 9, 14, 19, 23;  Salt tabs- approx. 2 miles after every gel; Water- drank at every station.

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    Post-shower smile.

    Overall, I am extremely happy with my performance. I knew a 3:37 was a lofty goal, but it wouldn't have settled well if I hadn't at least tried to get it. I also beat my Little Rock time by more than 6 minutes! I couldn't be happier with my progress since having Ruthie and healing from my fractures.

    I KNOW I can BQ. I have no doubt about it happening. If I can run the freaking Flying Pig Marathon in 3:39:55 and feel good, I can BQ. I just need to stay patient, continue to work hard, and keep trying!

    Thank you to all of my sweet friends and family members who sent me motivation and luck! You were all on my mind throughout the entire race. I didn't want to disappoint any of you!!
    

    Sunday, April 16, 2017

    HWGA: I'm Running a Marathon in a Week?!

    Here We Go Again
     
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    It's that time again...TAPER WEEK!!

    
    Sweet Roop.

    I wasn't that great about my strength training this week. I'm always busy, but this week was extra busy. I think I just got caught up in the craziness and, unfortunately, had to sacrifice my strength training time at the gym. I typically have time in the afternoon, but not this week. Ugh. This coming week, I will do some strengthening, but will avoid anything that will make me too sore. I need to stay fresh for this race!!
     
    • 4/10: 6 miles, 8:39/mile. I was supposed to run in the morning. I woke up at 4:15, complained out loud about the fact that I am sleep deprived, got dressed, and received the message no runner wants to receive as they are walking out the door early in the morning. I undressed, went back to bed, and stared at my shut eye lids for another hour and a half waiting for the next alarm to sound. Jimmy threw out the idea of going to Hoff Park after dinner. He said he would hang out with the kids and watch his friends play volleyball while I did my run. It was a nice evening. The clouds covered the sun so it wasn't as hot as the day. The wind was blowing just enough to make the temperature feel perfect. The run was fine, but I was upset that I was missing out on family time. Once I finished, my attitude turned around. Runs will do that to you!
      Post-run soccer fun with James.
    • 4/11: 2.2 cycling miles, 10:18; Bis/Tris/Glut workout. I needed a running rest day after Sunday's 5k. My legs were feeling a little tired.
    • 4/12: 8 miles, 8:35/mile. I joined Tamara and Katie for my last race pace run. The moon was shining bright, we saw a cute little fox, and had surprise donuts on our cars when we finished. Thank you donut fairy!
       
    • 4/13: REST. I did nothing. Absolutely nothing. John Mayer was the night before and sleep was lacking. Work was super busy, Jimmy got off work super late, church event was a bust...the entire evening was a  blur.
    • 4/14: 10.15 miles, 8:48/mile. Last double digit until my marathon! Heck yes!! I had 10-12 on the program and I opted for 10...I'm just tired. My poor sleep this week is catching up to me. I already warned the hubs that I would be going to bed at the same time as the kids every night until my race! Today's workout was to keep it easy for most of the miles, but insert a couple of race pace miles. I did those two miles about 15 seconds too fast, but I completely suck at pacing nowadays. Unfortunately, my face might be stuck to my watch the first few miles of my race to make sure I don't go too fast.
      Sports bra weather is my fav.
    • 4/15: 6.05 miles, 8:39/mile. This was yet another day that got screwed up and pissed me off. I was supposed to run at 8 a.m. with CRC for their group run. The night before, the hubs said he needed to go to volleyball an hour earlier than anticipated which meant I would have to rush home after my run (which I didn't want to do). I found some friends who were running at 6:30 a.m. and planned to join them. Ruthie had a rough time that night. When the alarm went off at 5:45, I couldn't do it. I couldn't make myself get up. I was lacking in the sleep department all week and just couldn't do it again. I was pissy all morning because I didn't get to sleep or run. I randomly decided to text a friend about running in the afternoon (not actually thinking she'd be able to run, but willing to take a chance). It was my lucky day because she was able to join me! We knocked out six hot as balls miles.
      I need a tan. [Theresa, ME]
    • 4/16: REST. Today was all about family. Yoga was cancelled so I had to miss out on that this week.
      Love that curly mohawk!

      Such a sweet smile.
     
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    I'm so excited about my marathon this weekend! I still don't feel like it's actually happening. I'm hoping to treat my legs well this week so they'll be fresh on Saturday morning! I'm hoping the excitement of the Boston Marathon will put a little pep in my step!!