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Ear to Ear

You know how some runs leave you feeling run ragged and whiny but others can leave grinning maniacally as you run up the street scaring people?  Yeah I had one of those.

My blog is called Slacker Runner for a reason.  In fact it was almost called Part Time Runner.  I know I don’t run as often or as many miles as other people.   I love rest days, they just speak to me.  But what I don’t say is that as much as they speak words of comfort to me, those words also come with guilt.   I feel guilty every time I don’t run and it stresses me out.  The cycle continues on and on and on.


So when Coach Jenny told me to take 2 days off early this week, a part of me freaked out.  Monday and Tuesday as mental health days?!?! Life and work has been stressing me out and I feel like I haven’t slept properly in weeks.  Sunday night saw maybe 3 hours of sleep, maybe.  Had she not told me not to run, I would have tried to run after work on Monday.  That probably would have been a horrible idea.    So instead I followed directions and rested.  A tiny amount of yoga on Monday and nothing on Tuesday.  Turns out having a coach tell me to take the rest days took away most of the guilt.  Who knew?!


When it came time to run on Wednesday I was nervous.  I am not sure why, it’s not like I could have forgotten how.  A 45 minute easy run was on the schedule so I ran in work town to enjoy as much daylight as possible.


Holy crap, people.  It was awesome.  That’s not to say it was easy because I know damn well I ran parts of it too fast.  I ran without music and enjoyed the views.   The weather seemed perfect for a run and I think I would have kept running if I hadn’t run out of daylight.    Well, I also didn’t have water.   People!  I only took 3 walk breaks!!!!  That is unreal for me these days.  Post marathon, walk breaks have been my friend and my crutch.    And the first walk break was only because I can’t run up the hill in the eucalyptus grove without face planting.   However, I was so excited on Wednesday that I tried it.    The slick ground put a pin in that real quick.  😛  The second one was due to a phone call that I couldn’t ignore.  The third was because damn that hill is long.


Seriously, it was awesome.  It was a run I needed mentally as I have 2 races looming on the horizon.  I’m normally cussing running up that last hill instead I was smiling ear to ear.  😀😀

Have you had an ear to ear run?

How are you with rest days?

Happy Friday!!!!

Run!, Training

Training Week 9 Recap

Upcoming Races- Wine Country 13.1?
SLO Marathon 13.1

Focus– Just like last week- Just keep running, just keep running.

This week felt insane but I am not sure why.  Work was a little crazy, trying to get all the month end stuff done, giving reviews, etc but I’ve had worse.  It just seemed to take a lot out of me this week.  I swear I had trouble finishing sentences.    I feel like I need a vacation but I’ve booked most of my vacation time this year around races.    So yay but boo at the same time?

Monday- Rest  For some reason, I can’t remember much about Monday.   I even just checked my food log to see if there was something exciting.  Nope.  

Tuesday- 3.5 miles  The original plan was to work a half day as I work on Saturday.   However, one of the employees was feeling poorly so they went home and I stayed.   Luckily my gym bag is double prepared so I had clothes to run in work town after getting off.  While the marine layer stayed back, a definite haze had rolled in.  My lungs did not appreciate it at all.  I tried to keep the pace super easy but I was still wheezing by the end.   But I was able to enjoy that sunset so score!    I also had an irrational moment of tsunami panic but I got over it.    We’d had an earthquake earlier in the day, the tide was farther out than I had ever seen it and not a single bird or sea lion was making a peep of noise.   Like I said, irrational moment. 

 Wednesday- Rest day.  Pizza day- woot woot!

Thursday- 5.5 mile “run”/ 7 mile stationary bike  Miserable, straight up miserable.   I took my rescheduled half day and I was hoping to get in my long run so I could just focus on a short run over the weekend.  I like to move things around when I work on Saturday.  I changed at work and drove back to home town.  I had an 11 mile route mapped out and was looking forward to running.    But it sucked from the get go.  I couldn’t seem to get started and when I did, all I did was wheeze.    I couldn’t keep any sort of pace.   2 miles in I switched to run/walk intervals.  Except I couldn’t even maintain a run for 4:30.  So another mile in, I changed it a 3:00 run.  Nope, still couldn’t do it.  

I couldn’t decide if I should call it or just keep pushing and stop being a baby.  Where is the line between pushing and giving up?   I told myself to just get to the next big corner and I could take a seat on the bench there and figure things out.  Except there was no bench when I got there.   It was too much, I plopped my ass in grass on the corner and damn near cried.   I was done.  I sat there for 15 minutes before finally mustering up the will power to shuffle- run the mile+ back to my car.  I couldn’t even maintain a run going downhill.  My feet hurt, my knees hurt, I couldn’t breathe, my legs were rubbing together uncomfortably and my shorts were riding up.  I was 1/2 mile-ish shy of my car when I hit 5.5 and that was it.  I turned off my Garmin and stood there for a bit.  Then I took off my shoes and jogged the remainder in my socks because why not?    I was hot (it was 80), tired and cranky.  This was one of those runs that made wonder what I was even doing.    I went home, and jumped on the bike for some miles to try and ride out the cranky-ness.

Friday- Rest  Glorious.  I was still frustrated after the previous day.

Saturday- Rest   I think this was second most chaotic Saturday that I have worked.  I was literally turning people away because I could not help them, we were so busy.   I considered attempting my long run again in the afternoon but passed instead.  I ran my errands, ate dinner with the family and then took my mom to the movies.   We were leaning towards seeing Race but I was also trying not to think about running.    We saw Deadpool.  And it shows my demented sense of humor that I thought it awesome and hilarious.  I can’t remember the last time I laughed like that at a movie.

 

haha😃 source- iFunny
 
Sunday- 10 miles  Long run attempt 2.    The plan was to head out in the morning and meet up with my mother around mile 6.   That way if it sucked again I had a large walk break to look forward to.  I had also stashed my Brooks in her car so I could change into them if the Nike’s were giving me grief.   I slept a little longer than planned so I was rushing to get out the door.  I considered putting it off until the afternoon but the more I thought about the long run, the more it stressed me out.   I also realized I probably wasn’t going to pull off 6 before I met up with my mother. 

 I took a slightly longer walk warm up and then just tried to run easy.  I turned off the run/walk intervals and changed the Garmin screen to just the clock.   I took walk breaks when I felt like I needed them and just kept going.    I cut the first part of the run to 5.5 miles so I could make sure I was at the meeting point in time.  I also lost 5 minutes at 3 stoplights.   The only split I really saw was right after I ran the bridge- 9:15.  Typical, I hate running the bridge and tend speed up when I run it.

  
I wasn’t feeling horrible but it wasn’t all sunshine and daisies so the 1/2 mile walk break with my mom was kind of awesome.   Then I picked up the pace to finish my run before meeting my mother back at her car for lunch.   I just kept trying to run easy and walked when I needed to.  And I tried to not think about the fact that I was now running the same route where I have had 2 blow ups on long runs in the past month.  I finished down on the river path and was glad to be done.  I was glad I had followed through and made myself get out of bed for my run.    And it didn’t suck!!  It did not feel easy but I stayed calm and watched my breathing and just kept running.   7 out of the 10 miles were all in the 10 min range which for me is very consistent.  Yes, I consider all 60 seconds in that range to be consistent.   Long run success!

Low carb– I would say I was around 65/35%.  Not too bad.   I did feel better for most of the week, so I need to keep on cutting back on the carbs.    Cookies got the best of me last week.  Oops.

This week was a little all over the place.   Work was crazy and I think I went a little crazy as well.   Hopefully I can keep my head on straight this week.   Fingers crossed!!!

How was your week?

At what point do you decide a run is not worth it?

 

 

 

 

oops!, Run!, Slacker

Should Have Said No

Happy Wednesday!

I finally completed my larger paper and turned it in on Monday.  I usually run on Mondays and rest on Tuesdays but I swapped that this week due to the paper deadline.  On Tuesday morning I left for work with my gear, totally planning on running after work.   By the end of the day though, I had absolutely no desire to run.  I don’t know if it was because it was my usual rest day, if I was finally unwinding from the paper drama or what.  I told myself to get over it and just go.  I changed at work and headed to the lake for the 4 miles that were on my schedule.

You know that saying about how you never regret a workout?  That’s a lie.   A big, fat lie.   I should have just gone home.   I kept telling myself that I have a 10K race in a week and a half in 6 weeks.  I had already had a hit and miss week (more miss than hit) last week due to my Slacker-ness, so I needed to get out there.  And it was only 4 miles, I could do that, right?  

Thanks Pinterest and Grumpy Cat
Thanks Pinterest and Grumpy Cat

My lack of eagerness had not improved by the time that I reached the lake park.  I parked, put in my headphones and put on my belt then started my Garmin and headed out.   I made it 30 feet before I noticed that nothing was coming from the headphones.   I tried to fix them while walking, also trying to dodge the construction that was suddenly cutting across the path.  Couple hundred yards later after crossing one of the little bridges, I came to a complete halt.    I could not get the headphones out of the headphone jack.  And all my attempts to correct the problem just turned my headphone cords into a giant knot.   I finally ripped the headphones out of the extender but still could not get the extender out of the phone, it was completely jammed.   I managed to snap the back cover off but still no luck.  By now I had been standing there for almost 10 minutes. 2 guys had run past but either chivalry really is dead or I looked scary mad.  😦   I shoved the tangled headphones into my belt and started walking, I figured I might as well move while fighting with my phone.   ¼ of a mile later, I gave up.  I shoved my phone and the case pieces in the belt and started running.  By now I was super cranky and irritated and just wanted to quit.   I told myself 1 lap was sad (only 1.2 miles) and I should at least do 2.  I was already frustrated about potentially breaking my phone so why not?

So I dodged the construction again and kept running.  Half way through the second lap around I had to backtrack because my pepper spray decided to leap from my belt.  It was like it hopped and skidded away from me in slow motion.    I was done, so very very done.  Normally, I try to stop on .5 or full miles but I hit 2.25 and shut everything off and walked to my car.  I then did a girl move and went crying to my daddy about my phone.   This run did nothing but tick me off.    I don’t know what it is was, but it was not my night.   It put me so off, that I decided not to do my speed work tonight.  I brought my stuff to work again but this time I am going with the nope.

The aftermath
The aftermath

 

It wasn’t my running, nothing hurt, I just wasn’t feeling it.  I wanted to post this last night but I held off since I was so stinkin’ cranky.  I figured I needed to sit on it a bit.   I didn’t want that irritation to spill over to my next run, so I headed home after work tonight.  My gear can stay in my car for another day.

I submitted my final paper tonight, so life and running and blogging should return to it’s regular schedule.  🙂   Today wasn’t an exercise free day though.  After submitting my paper, I randomly decided to do some late night yoga.  Well, Jillian Michaels style yoga anyways.   I only fell on my face a couple of times.  🙂

Has anyone else ever had one of those moments that led into a rough run?

How has your week been?

Who has a Memorial Day weekend Race?