The big day is upon me. I reviewed the rules and looked closely at the time requirements for the 10 mile run, they specifically state that you have to be able to complete the full run in 2 ½ hours. When K and I started training for this, we were optimistic that out times would decrease as our fitness levels improved. We have been training since February for goodness sake. K and I did 8 miles a couple of weeks ago and realized that we would be unable to do the full 10 miles in the allotted time. Apparently they close the doors to Soldier Field if you don’t get there in time. With my luck I’d be standing on the outside of the stadium banging on the doors trying to get in–like something out of Monty Python. So, K and I decided that we’d do this. We’ll NOT use timing chips and start our own 10 miler early. Certainly we don’t want the competitive racers thinking that we are trying to cheat the system and get a much better time, but we have trained a long time to do this race. I personally, could be just as happy drinking mimosas, but I guess I’ll follow my leader. The crazy thing is that I’ll be waking up at 5:00 Sunday to do Bike the Drive.
We had a seven mile run to do this weekend. I had weekend commitments that made a run on Saturday or Sunday virtually impossible, or at lease uncomfortable. Since running alone is uncomfortable, I simply didn’t want to do it. We decided to do an early 5:30 a.m. run. Well, at 3:30 the rain was pouring down and the lightning was flashing. The text I got from K, was essentially, I can run in the rain, but not in the lightning. So, we bailed. As I sat at work I worried about whether or not I was going to be able to do this run this weekend or not. So, I decided to take a couple of hours off, mid afternoon to push through the run. I started in the loop and headed down to the aquarium, to Northerly Island and back. Even though it rained, I managed to get some shots from the phone. I was happy to be back to the office and even happier that I was able to have as much wine as I wanted this weekend.
This week I have really tried to get back in the groove. I am so worried about this 10 mile run coming up. My breathing is still not where I need it to be and my legs, body and head just hasn’t been completely in it. Despite my lack of desire, I did a pretty good job this week. I did a short run on Wednesday, about a 5K. The shots from the car early in the morning will tell all in terms of just how gorgeous it was. So after the 5 k on Wednesday there was early morning swimming with K. She and I hadn’t been in the pool for ages. How nice it was to see some of our old friends and fellow athletes. It is amazing how quickly the strength and skill leaves when you aren’t practicing swimming. I have a lot of work to do since I’ll be doing this CES triathlon training.
Interesting how fate works. I felt so bad yesterday because I didn’t wake up and go for my 40 minute run. I had an afternoon flight down to Raleigh for a work conference. Once I checked into my hotel, I couldn’t have been happier that I waited till the evening to sweat. The hotel has a lovely pond and walking path around it. I managed to go a little over 40 minutes with the second 1/2 faster than the first. Though folks, I am craving some new tunes on the playlist. Can you help me out with some music recommendations. Even one or two new songs will help. Anyway, I wasn’t so dedicated to actually wake up and visit the local Y this morning, but I did do some stationary biking and wine drinking…not at the same time.
Check out the photos from yesterday.
I couldn’t stand the idea of the 6 mile run hanging over my head all weekend. Despite the fact that there was 3/4 of a bottle of wine missing from the night before, I woke up this morning and decided to get the 6 miles behind me. There were….errors along the way. Here they are not in any order of importance:
- Don’t be an idiot and drink anything but water the night before a long run.
- Dont wear running sweatpants the hottest day of the year. There is a fire warning out there for goodness sake.
- Don’t eat two pancakes and drink a cup of coffee before you run.
- Don’t stay up till 3 am the night before.
- Don’t forget your inhaler.
- Don’t forget sunscreen, cause by 9:00 your skin will be burnin’.
I did finish, my slowest run yet, but I missed K and P horribly. Even though I have a policy to not talk during my runs, their company is welcome and was missed.
Now on to an afternoon of hiking at Spring Mill. There are friends who are clamoring for some mill ground corn meal.
Beautiful southern Indiana. Yay.
Can’t wait to hit Upland Brewery later!!
Recap of yesterday’s torture. 1 mile warm up. My favorite part was when the walker passed K and I as we “ran”. What twisted world is this? Then “run” as fast as you can for a 1/2 mile. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat. Killing me softly and this ain’t no april fools. I did have an interesting conversation with K though. Up till now she fully plans to do the Chicago Olympic this summer. I just don’t feel like I am that interested in working that hard. Call me lazy if you want, but please, I have a life outside of working out. So, we may sign up for the sprint distance training instead. I think we’d have a blast training together. I wonder if this is going to be another training program that I sign up for the training and don’t actually do the event. The other fun thing today was that I got a ocmment from a former Windy City Roller on my roller derby write up. Half makes me consider doing this next winter during the coldest of the cold. We’ll see. I still have all those pads.
I am here to tell you that nine miles is a long way. The run started out like all of the others except that my ipod was doing this strange skipping thing which made me half insane. The only thing I could think of during the whole run was how happy I was going to be to get back home and have a bloody, beer, coffee, and or mimosa. Maybe one or two of each. We started at our normal spot and headed up north on through the park and over to the lakefront path. The morning wasn’t that bad really, a little windy with a bit of a chill, but not too bad. I think we were all a little nervous about how long it was going to take and how FAR it really is. I kept my bus pass in my water bottle holder just in case. You just never know when you are going to finally have enough. We went at a 4:2 pace. That worked very well for me in the youthful miles, but as they started to creep up, just after Cricket Hill past Montrose I about died I was thrilled when K said we’d bring the pace back to a 3:2. By mile 8.5 I was struggling. I was doing anything to avoid running. I took some shots of the cloudy morning just north of downtown. I was nearly dead at this point, but, we made it. After stretching we drank, ate and laughed our butts off for the rest of the day. So fun.
Strange how distance perception has changed since the beginning of this training, the 6 mile run scheduled for this coming Saturday is considered a short one…what am I thinking???
Training updates here. Since the last training post, there has been some progress…last Saturday we were up to 7.5 sunny miles at the lake. Beautiful and refreshing. I don’t mean to sound like an ad for Sprite, but it was an amazing day. I am not saying here that I wasn’t exhausted and sore at the end, but the day was fantastic. My gma pal K totally irritated me with her ability to “join in”. Yes folks, she just decided that morning to do the full run walk with us. She completed the run with us and was in much better shape than I was. How did she do that? My point being this, just because you didn’t run yesterday, doesn’t mean you can’t run today.
What? I know, crazy title. I try to keep up with catchy phrases and sometimes flop (see example above) So, the training continues. I can’t believe I am still in one piece. The icy cold blasting 5 mile run of a couple of weeks ago seems like a century ago. I really felt the cold and struggled again to breathe, but we made it in one piece and were able to bloody mary celebrate afterward which made the entire thing worth it. Then on to the rest of the week…sunday off (hangover). Monday, run outside solo (so boring I thought I would die) but was met by neighbors at the end of the ride with chicken tortilla soup and a margarita. So very nice. Tuesday, swim (getting boring) Wednesday, evening 5 K run that was heinous beyond all measure. K totally went off on the “coaches” and I think we were both just short of bailing. Luckily we got a bit of a pep talk from the trainer who had let us down earlier with all of his talk of “LEAVE NOTHING ON THE PATH DURING THIS 5K”. “YOU SHOULD BE TIRED AFTER THIS!” I am thinking….duh, I am tired walking to the car, let alone running a 5 k with a bunch of crazies in February on the Chicago lakefront.
Anyhoo, we made it. Thursday, swim (yawn). Friday, Saturday off then a 6 miler on the lakefront Sunday. Fabulous fun run.
The mid-week run is tomorrow morning. I am hopeful this one is better than the last. My body is taking a beating here.
Last week I saw an online post from fellow former athlete K. She mentioned she had signed up for the Chicago Endurance Sports Spring ½ marathon training. I couldn’t believe it. How could she possibly sign up for something without me. Where is the love? Where is the camaraderie? I immediately thought, “there is no flipping way I am signing up for that.” Three minutes later I was on the phone with K trying to figure out how much I needed to pay and when it was starting. So I go from a couch potato who hasn’t worked out in months one minute, to a person in training for a ½ marathon the next minute. K mentioned that the training would start on Saturday morning, with a 3 mile run on the lakefront. Reminder folks. It is February.
Showed up Saturday, the windiest day of the year to run on the lakefront. K informs me that the run is 4 miles, not 3. GREAT. The entire thing was pretty much a big flipping joke as I could barely walk into the wind let alone run. But who am I kidding, I really can’t run in the sun with no wind. This is a run/walk program. 3 minutes run to 2 minutes walk. I swear though, that pacer wasn’t checking her Timex enough because I KNOW she had us run for more than 3 minutes at a time. Felt lucky I didn’t slip and fall on my ass, but in the end I still felt like I had.
But wait, there is more to the training. From that Saturday hellish activity I ran again Monday and Wednesday and swam Tuesday and Thursday. My beluga moves in the pool would have impressed Phelps.
Saturday’s 5 mile run nearly killed me. I seemed to struggle with too many layers, tightening lungs from the cold air, and tired legs all around. Curious wonders and questions about why our noses run so much in the cold were topics of the day. But, we did it. On to another week. Next Saturday is suppposed to be 6 miles. Hmmm. We’ll see.