I know it seems like I've posted a lot about running lately but it's what I've been focusing on the most. So, sorry if it's boring to you. Personally, it is fascinating to me to watch myself go through this training process especially because I consider myself a non-runner.
In so many areas of my life things come pretty natural to me. It's not that I'm amazing at everything I do but I can at least find a measure of success in most things. For better or for worse, this means that I haven't had to work very hard for things that I want to do or accomplish. This has served me well in my life but it has also created an interesting mind set when I'm faced with things that do not come naturally. Something in my head tells me that if I can't succeed right off the bat then I will never be able to succeed at that particular thing so don't even try.
I don't know why, but running has become my vehicle for proving that part of my head wrong. The 10k in July and a lot of inspiration from friends has motivated me to push myself past what I thought my limits were only to discover that there are no limits. I am seeing the value of setting and working towards accomplishing goals, the value of hard work and absolutely swimming in the exhilaration of meeting my goals. It's amazing!
Here are the upcoming races that I'm seriously considering this year:
- Canyonlands 1/2 Marathon - March 8 (already in)
- Salt Lake 1/2 Marathon - April 19 (lots of downhill looks so appealing)
- Saint George Marathon - October 4
- Las Vegas Marathon - December 7 (would be nice not to have to worry about accomodations and be very familiar with the terrain)
Saturday was a 5 miler and I was a little nervouse about how it would go since I haven't done more than 4 miles for at least 6 months. I mapped out a route and was excited to do an outdoor run for a change. The weather was great even though I left a little later than I'd hoped to. I was following the 4songs to 1song jog/walk method and feeling in good form. However, tragedy struck half way through the run when the battery on my Shuffle died! DIED!! (Mental note: always charge the battery before a long run.) To add insult to injury the sun went down right about the same time. So I was running in the dark (I know... not smart) and with no music and it was cold. Turns out, it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. I pushed myself and found a really good pace throughout most of the run. Finishing time was approx 60mins (approx because I had no timer) which is about 12mins per mile. It was a good run and has me excited for this coming saturday's 6 miler.
Yesterday was a 4 miler on the track at the gym and can I just bitch for a moment about how many people were there?! Seriously, it was packed! I hate people who join the gym in January! But, I love that 99% of them will dissappear by February. I just have to endure for a few more weeks. Ugh. Anyway, I thought the run would be horrible since I'd only eaten potato chips and Taco Bell that day. Turns out they are pretty good fuel for a 4 mile run. Haha. I finished in 42:20mins which averages to a 10:35min mile. Awesome! I was so happy with my time. I tried to push myself but not past the point that I could handle. My pace felt pretty good the whole time and I tried to keep my walking breaks to a minimum (.2mi at 1.5 miles and again at 3mi) and to keep up my pace especially towards the end when I was tired.
I love running! Hurray!
4 comments:
Crap! I gotta get a move on. Oh, and I'm doing Salt Lake and St. George, if I get in. Maybe I'll just join you for Vegas (love how I invite myself along?).
I'm addicted. I finally got my arse in gear last night and it felt so good. So. Good.
"It's not that I'm amazing at everything I do but I can at least find a measure of success in most things." Liar. You ARE amazing at everything you do! And you can't prove that wrong.
Second, have you considered the Broad Street Run? http://www.broadstreetrun.com/site3.aspx
It's the fastest 10-miler (so I hear) because it's alllllll down hill. Several winning factors for considering this race: what greater motivation can you get to run quickly than the fear of getting shot in the back while running down the ghetto streets of Philadelphia? You can visit, stay with, and be cheered on by Marc and myself (!!!), and you can also run through the beautiful (yes, it's true, it exists) part of Philadelphia, center city. And you can hit up the opposite coast for a change. Think on it. And then come visit! May 4th.
In the 24 hours before I ran my 5 miles this weekend I ate beef kapow leftovers, about 3 dozen cookies and a movie theater sized bag of twizzlers and it was like the best run of my life. How is that even possible??
I wish I lived nearby so I could run all of those races with y'all!
This had nothing to do with Potato Chips!
It is mean to suck people in on the premise of potato chips and then not deliver.
Shame on YOU!!!
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