Where is my mojo??

Don’t know if it is the travelling of the past few weeks, the one too many glasses of wine, or what other many excuses I have to not get up off the sofa.  My modified workout schedule has become one that is pretty slim.  Yesterday thanks to the husband of Peas4dinner, I was able to pound out the 6 miles I needed to do this weekend, my long run.  I took a run by J’s school Earth Day project.  What a beautiful idea!! 

My entire body aches.  I thought that this long into my training season it woudl be easier.  I haven’t reached the point where I long to put on the shoes and just start moving.  Thanks to the last post though, I really had sone great new music.  Keep the suggestions coming please.   Peppy.  I need peppy.

Sunny running

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.

Lakefront Hell, winter runs

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.