So this year, in an epic year of all epic years, I decided to run a 50 miler. I know, I know. But here’s the thing, all of my friends have run one. Also, the training plan is uber similar to a 50k plan. Also it gives me an excuse to run all of the distances that I haven’t been able to in a while either due to life or recovery(from leg stuff).
I haven’t been training on purpose in a bit(especially after the accident) but a week or two ago, I was really going through some stuff and I went for a nice 8 mile run and felt much better, that was when I realized that I needed to get myself in gear and I wrote out my training plan. I also have a strength plan(mostly body weight stuff at the moment).
The funny thing about this new training plan is that Monday is a rest day. Other than that, most of it is just the usually mix of distance and speed. I don’t really do a lot of speed stuff but maybe that will change in the upcoming months.
I’ve had a lot on my mind but haven’t really felt like blogging. I still can’t believe that people manage to read my blog when I’m not posting regularly. The semester is in full force.
I have been doing some run challenges with friends. My foot has been bothering me. It’s plantar fasciitis. I just realized that was the same issue I had last winter. So I’m trying to be more proactive. I took my first epsom soak last night.
I’ve got a more manageable time management system. So I can actually get stuff done ahead of schedule. I joined a dissertation group which will be good. I found some good theory to support my ideas.
I just realized I’m actually a lot more boring than I thought. Which is okay but when people ask me the inevitable “Are you dating?” I just say no but the reality is, it’s no because I’m boring. For the time being I have to focus on writing.
Hey blog peeps,
This week has been a busy one. My empirical analysis final draft is due on Monday(I have thirteen pages that I just have to tweak to grow to fifteen) and I have a new methods assignment due on Tuesday. I finally feel like things are happening and I am on the upside of the semester.
I had been really drained in social media because a lot of people want to dip their pinky toes into the discussion of race and I just got to this point where I can’t give anymore educations on race. I am not a teacher(at this moment in time). I treat people the way that I want to be treated and I hurt with those who hurt. That’s pretty much all that I can do.
This is one of the reasons why self-care is so important. If we are not recharging our energies in some way, we can’t help ourselves or others. One nice thing that has happened this week is that a lot of people have given me food. Not that I asked for it, they just offered and I accepted it.
I only have four weeks of this semester left and then my first year of doctoral work will be complete. I cannot believe it. I remember when being a doctoral student was just this pie in the sky idea that I had, now it is happening. So to everyone who is starting this journey or thinking about starting this journey, keep going and no matter what enjoy the journey.
I have a lot of older friends(who are near retirement age) and they always tell me to enjoy the journey. It is only when I take a moment to stop and smell the flowers do I actually put those words in action. So since I am trying to be kinder to myself, I am extending that kindness to others). Last night a good friend took me out to meet some band friends and then we did a little pub crawl(we drank ginger ale and fancy root beer). It was a blast! I haven’t had that much fun in a long time and I got to hear some great new music. A lot of people complimented me on my perfume(it was one I don’t really wear often but since I have a ton of perfume, I am trying to get into this habit of rotating them) anyway, the point is I said thank you and accepted the compliment.
This week has been employee appreciation at work and our bosses got us lunch for a few days(which is great for an always hungry veggie lover like myself). It is really nice to have people notice the work that you do. I haven’t been feeling that good so I have just been walking and I started back up my home weight circuit routine.
Well, the same way I just almost wrote five hundred words for this post, I have to go add five hundred to my paper 🙂
Hey everyone! Just wanted to give a bit of a race day recap. I can’t do mile by mile but will do my best. The day was pretty epic overall. I can’t wait to do it again.
So the night before I stayed with friends and had pizza and ice cream. The morning of the race I had the rest of the pizza. We went to the race site and I was excited and nervous.
I got my packet, checked my bags, and started talking to people to find a ride home after. The first group let me know that they were too fast for me. The second group was more than happy to help me out.
Then I meet this cowboy(he had on a cowboy hat).We started talking about running and I noticed that he had sandals on. Now this did not surprise me because I had just read Born To Run for the fifth time. Then he started talking about so many things that were in the book. I asked him if he wasn’t sure that he wasn’t written about in the book and that Matthew Macaunaghy wasn’t playing him in a movie. He literally looked like his twin. He laughed it off and told me about what was going on in that region of Mexico.
I was blown away. So I asked him if he was real. He asked me if I were real. I said I thought so. I told him he was a unicorn.
So we headed to the start. I gave him a hug and off we went. I ran and ran. Mud caked my shoes. I tackled every hill I could. I thought I heard a girl singing Frozen, she wasn’t. I talked to a lot of butterflies. I felt great. Going up the biggest hill around mile 5, someone spotted a boar and I screamed and went flying. So then I was trying to run from phantom boars.
Until I didn’t, had to take two restroom breaks around mile 10 and 12. I kept going. A really encouraging friend kept me on track until then. I made it to 15.5 miles with time. The ten milers felt bad for me to keep going so I shook them off.
We ran through the finish to do the second loop and then I realized I had to face all of those hills again. Well, I saw a couple of girls and we decided we were finishing no matter what. Well, around mile 27 I tripped in a single jeep track. Once it registered that no one would pick me up, I popped up and kept running. Mile 29 was probably the hardest. But we pushed through and I kicked to the finish.
The food along the course was great. They even had potatoes which were magical. I made some amazing new friends and I have long lasting memories. Now I’m recovering with rest and walking. I feel great but I’m going to take it day by day.
As for the unicorn, its always nice to dream and maybe one day I will meet one of my very own.
Until next time,
Last night before bed I had a wonderful conversation with my BFF, its always an anointed time when you can just pray back and forth with someone. I made some yummy rice noodles and I did some much needed yoga. I felt great going to bed. I had decided just to take a break from my coding and rest.
This morning I woke up to an email from the race director stating that we will need a headlamp for the race because we will be starting in the dark. Why didn’t I think of that? So, along with getting a ride to the race(I figure I will be able to get a ride home), I have to go get a headlamp. I know I’ve gone off the deep end, but I am excited about it. So far the conditions are listed as dry.
I came into work with a new person and was promptly informed that they would be leaving, so I was on my own. It was fine by me because it gave me more time to just be in the moment. A few people stopped by and were wondering where everyone was. Hey, I am doing what I am supposed to do so no one can say anything to me.
Of course I forgot all of my usbs at home. Of course it just wouldn’t be Thursday without me forgetting something. Well, the good thing is I can still work on my code because I have everything saved on my laptop and I can just finish the writeups later. I can even get started on this week’s homework if time permits.
So, I am in a pretty great mood. I am thankful and grateful for my life. It involves ups and downs but today I am coasting on the upswing. At some point this weekend I am going to watch some movies or I might catch up on some shows today. I don’t know. The sunshine is calling my name so we shall see how quickly I manage to get work done.
So on Sunday I made it to my friend’s house for the pancake run(after I missed the stop and had to go back two miles). As soon as I got there everyone was rearing to go and very welcoming. We had a bit of small talk before we headed out for the run. Well, I could keep up with the faster group for about two minutes ha!
As I began at my own pace, I noticed there was a couple ahead of me. After they made out for a bit, the guy went on and the girl kept at her pace. I guess they didn’t realize anyone was behind them. The girl turned her head and motioned for me to join her at her pace. So I did. Well, she turned out to be a really cool person. She had partied a lot the night before but she still had really good form and pace. As the guys were on their way back, they gave us high fives.
We had a great run with the deer and the beauty in nature that was right there to enjoy. We talked about run strategies and motivations. We made it back to the house ready for pancakes. Everyone encouraged us and we all had a great time eating delicious pancakes and fruit and having great conversations about running.
So the group has been running together for years and they were more than happy to include me. They get together throughout the week and do speed work. I mentioned to one of the coaches that I was too fat to do speed work. He swiftly gave me a side eye and said no matter what and no matter what size, we all have to do speed work even for long distances, basically that is the only way that we will build endurance and get the speed we need to be faster. So there ya have it, I have to do some form of speed work at least once a week.
This week I have been totally off because the time change is really kicking my butt and my hours changed at work(only for this week) so I am losing more than an hour of sleep which is not good for an already exhausted insomniac. I take melatonin and drink tea before bed but still. As soon as my alarms go off(I have six), my brain says that it is time to go to sleep.
I made huge strides with my code(I’m going to show my professor so he knows that I did it). The output is so beautiful(it really is). The implications are huge. So we will see soon what this translates to in my paper. I have a few other assignments to work on as well(story of my life lol).
Over the weekend I ran my first Street2Feet 5k. Street2Feet is the running group through SAMMinistries that is comprised of members who are seeking services at Haven For Hope and anyone who has ever been as Haven For Hope. It is also open to anyone who just wants to run with great people.
I was excited about the race when I went to packet pickup and I told some friends that I would meet them at 5am to participate in the race prep. Well, I was not done with my homework for stats so I spent the whole rest of the night working on it. I didn’t go to bed until 2am and woke up at, yep 5:37am. So I called a cab. I got to the race site and forgot my bib. So I had to make a trip back home. I got back to the race site and was able to help out with registration.
I ate a half of a bagel and one doughnut because doughnuts. I had decided that I would run the whole race. Usually I am a die hard run walker but I really wanted to try. Off I went and then I saw a girl running barefoot with nothing but KT tape on her arches and boy did I feel bad. I saw a lot of kids with their families. I encouraged every kid that I could who was walking to keep going. I figured they were young and had more energy than I did so why wouldn’t they be faster than me.
I walked at the water stop and I was so proud of myself. I kept running and then near the finish, a guy said that it was just a little bit to go until the actual finish line. I said thank you. I kept going and as soon I got to the finish all of my friends cheered for me and announced my name. I felt really good. I did it. I ran a race with just a little bit of walking. I felt like a superstar. We had instant results and I found out that I had placed 13th in my age group and I had a new 5k pr.
After as I was cheering on the other runners, an old acquaintance came up to me and asked me if I remembered him. I said yes and burst into tears. This was someone who had run the same race a few years back in 17 minutes. He was completely unrecognizable. And that is what addiction does, it makes you into someone you don’t even know. It is devastating.
I couldn’t shake the emotional roller coaster that I was on and tried to suck it up for pictures. I also met some really cool runners, including the guy who encouraged us at the finish(who ran the race in 19 minutes). A lot of people complimented me on my shirt(its my favorite shirt that says “Kiss My Sass”). I also gave a guy my number but we won’t talk about that, he’s way out of my league. You ever have times when people just take your number because they don’t want to be rude?
Then I went to the grocery store, bought some awesome roses, and got back to work. I took a break from coding to go to the movies on Sunday night with some running buddies. We saw McFarland,USA. It is an awesome true story and it will stay with me for a long time.