Archive | April, 2011

The 100-Mile-Taper-Week Push

30 Apr

Sounds intimidating doesn’t it? It could be… luckily, I’m good at planning. And changing plans. And planning again. And…well you get the picture.


Last month was my first 100+ mile month since I started running.  It was so exciting! Well now I want to do that every month, which shouldn’t be hard starting in May because I’ll be full into marathon training by then…but…


I’m supposed to be tapering since I have my one-year race-iversary on Sunday (Cox Half Marathon). Mother Nature threw a lot of interesting scenarios at me this week. Beautiful all day every day while I was at work, of course, but fog, thunderstorms, you name it, while I had time to run.  Add 3 nights of school in to the mix and I almost gave up.


HAHA What was I thinking?! I don’t give up! End a streak before it’s even become a streak? No way Jose. So I made a plan. At the beginning of the week I had 14.5 miles to reach 100 exactly. 

  • 5 Wednesday morning
  • 3 Thursday night (after school)
  • 3 Friday morning
  • 3 Friday night (I’ve never done 2 a day before, why not start now?)
What really happened? Mother Nature. Thunderstorms. Pouring rain.  My plan was replanned again and the FINAL outcome looked a little like this:

  • 5 Wednesday morning
  • 6 (@the gym – GACK.  I dislike the gym – A LOT)
  • 3 Friday night after work
I DID IT! TWO MONTHS IN A ROW! YAYYYYYYYYYYYYY ME! 


Now, excuse me while I go indulge in massive amounts of carbs, like this 100g+ carb meal I had for lunch yesterday.


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A Lesson Learned

29 Apr

Day 1 of my “new” marathon plan (like it hasn’t been changed a bajillion times, and won’t change a bajillion times more in the next 71 days…not that I’m counting or anything).  Run 12 miles @ 9:55 – easy-ish…right? WRONG.


It started out perfect – the sun was shining, it was 65 degrees out, and I had myself completely convinced that I CAN do this. I told Keith where I was going and he said, “Have fun with the hills.” Hmm, I thought on this for a second and said, “No big deal, I’ll make up for them on the downhills.” Yeahhhh….


Off I went and after a small climb (Okay, that wasn’t so bad, I’m used to this), I ran downhill for more than a mile! That was great, I’m nailing my goal pace, 2 miles in, still feeling extremely confident.  (I know what you’re thinking – it’s a 12 mile run… 2 mile’s in pffftttt…child’s play). I’m starting to climb again and Keith’s words are echoing in the back of my mind. Oh, another downhill, okay I’ll take it. I was greeted with the beauty of the Scituate Reservoir at the bottom of this hill, so I stopped for a minute and took a picture.

Pretty, isn’t it?
Next thing I know I’m going up again, WTF??? I’m still on pace, barely.  It was a crazy bad struggle to keep pace for mile 4.  “This is b.s.” I say to myself, and it’s just going to get worse because the end of Mile 4 was NOT the end of that there hill.  I’m going to turn around and head back, then take my run on a different route that I know is flatter.  Somehow I managed 2 more miles on target – I have no idea how.  Did I mention there was NO SHADE on this run? None, I mean none, the temp kept going up and I was baking. I had my dreaded fuel belt on (I really do hate that thing… yet I’m training for a July marathon? Guess I better get used to), so I had enough hydration but oopsy…


Ouch

Yes, that’s me, lobstah girl…I forgot the sunscreen…and now, 4 days later, this beauty is peeling. Eww. 


So, the rest of that run pretty much just sucked.  I managed to drag my weary butt to my parents house, fuel up on watered down/iced down OJ, stretch a bit, and continue for a VERY slow 5 miles. About 3 or so miles into these 5 miles I stopped sweating. I start to freak out a little, drink some water (I’m trying to ration it now because I don’t have enough), and keep trudging along.  Still thirsty, gummy bears aren’t doing the trick, still no sweat.  I finish off my water and keep pushing.  I can see the end of the road, I can see where I need to be, yet this lack of sweat on a hot spring day has me freaked out.  I think I might have almost cried, but then I started to hyperventilate and literally couldn’t breathe! I seriously need to control myself on these runs. This day was a very good lesson in what not to do for long runs, but… I got my 12 YAY.


2 Lessons learned today:

  1. Don’t run a course you don’t know unless you’re a glutton for punishment (especially after someone says, “Enjoy the hills.” Yeah, I’m not too bright).
  2. Don’t run outside even in April without sunscreen.  Turns out it got to 78 that day…no wonder my skin felt like it was on fire. 
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