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Run to the Music 8

Yes, I am going there.

This post is about show you how erratic my music taste it.  Let’s call it eclectic.

I could blame summer.  Something about the longer days, sunny beating down and warm air makes me latch onto a ridiculously bubbly song that I put on repeat forever.  2 summers ago it was a country song- Crash and Burn by Thomas Rhett.  Yeah, it’s a breakup song- it’s bubbly to me.  😛

But I can’t blame this song choice on summer.   I’d probably love it in the dead of winter.   Why?  I love this band.  Yes, I am adult, in my 30’s whose last song post was about Papa Roach and I recently downloaded the new Rise Against but…. I still love Hanson.

Yes, they are still making music.  They are so much more than MMMbop.  😛   And their kids are adorable.

I love the words-

Don’t need a map, I can’t be directed
I’ve got a madness, don’t need the method
My heart is a weapon and my mind’s electric
I’ll shock the world when you least expect it
Everybody’s betting on the big guy
But don’t underestimate the sting of the butterfly, oh

Now if I could just apply some of that in real life.  So here’s my current obsession-

I Was Born-

What are you listening to?

Run!, Training

20- The White Whale

If you had told me 2 years ago that I would be training for a marathon, I would have laughed at you.  If you had said that marathon training would happen during a CA summer, I would have responded with a “hell no”.  Had you said that I would get up early on a Sunday morning and go run a 20 miler by myself- I would have told you that you needed to have your head examined.

And yet, that’s exactly what I did.

While I was set on following Hansons, I admit that I had planned some adjustments to the long runs.  I had hoped for a 16 in April, 18 in May, 20 in June and a second 20/22 in July.    16 in April was a success- ran it with Heather and Ashley.  18 in May?  Yeah, that never happened.  Could I pull off 20?

I stuck to the training plan for April and May.  Then I got hurt- since then I’ve been taking it easy on my weekday runs and focusing on the long runs.   The long runs are about the only part of Hansons I’m still doing but really I’m just doing my own thing.   And my own thing really wanted to do 20 this weekend.   Ok, maybe want is not the right word.  😛

Is it sad that one of my biggest worries about this run was getting myself out of bed in the morning?   It’s been averaging in the 105 range here so I knew I would have to head out early.  But I want to sleep in!  I set my alarm and just hoped I wouldn’t hit snooze one too many times.

When you turn your trunk into an aid station
I still haven’t quite figured out how to carry enough water comfortably so I set my car up as an aid station.  I had extra water, Gatorade, Nuun and Honey Stinger chews.  I had a change of shoes, a change of socks and a fresh shirt.   It pays to be prepared right?  I had a looped route planned- 5 miles, then 10, then the last five.  I told myself it was less intimidating if I only thought about each loop at a time.


I started my run around 6:15.  I had hit snooze a few times.  Oops.  I started the run in my new Brooks.  It’s one of the reasons I planned my first loop as a short one.   I walked around 3/4 of the first mile just to make sure I didn’t have a sudden bloody blister problem like the last time I tried to break in new PureFlows.     Everything felt ok so I started running.   I am never out that early, it felt odd.  I thought there would be multiple other people put beating the heat but there wasn’t.   I was feeling pretty good so my first loop ended up being just shy of 8 miles.  I hit my car and filled my water bottle back up and ate 2 chews.

Time for loop 2.   People were starting to appear!  It was also warming up.   My loops were actually comprised of 3 smaller loops around neighborhoods- I could tell it was getting hotter faster than predicted so I looped the top one twice on the second big loop as it was the part of the route with the least amount of shade. I figured I should get it out of the way before it was full on hot.    I also threw down a 10 minute mile in this loop. I never felt like I was moving that fast.   I had only used 1/2 of my water bottle on the first big loop, now I was only halfway through the second loop and I knew I was going to run out.  I made another course adjustment and was able to hit my car just shy of 16 miles.

Manual dexterity was tricky as I was super sweaty so instead of pouring water into my Orange Mud bottle, I just switched bottles.  😛  I was also feeling some chafing around my sports bra, so I took one of those extra socks, got it wet and shoved it in my sports bra.  Classy right?


Loop 3.   I won’t lie I was getting a little tired but overall I felt pretty good.  I hit 16 miles in 3:03 and I was pretty stoked- that was faster than my last one!  I might actually finish 15 minutes before my projected time of 4 hours!  Then came the last 4 miles.   Oh holy heatwave.  It was only in the 80’s but it felt like 100 to me.   My legs were tired but felt like they had more miles in them, my stomach was decent but holy crap, I was hot.   I went through almost 23 ounces of water in 4 miles.  The loop turned into more of an out and back up a hill and I kind of crawled.   But I got it done!!!


20 miles in 3:53:13.  I was still under 4 hours!  And considering mile 17 was 13:10 and 18 and 19 weren’t much faster, I’ll take it!     I walked a little ways back towards my car and took advantage of a shady spot on the path.  I plopped myself down and just sat there for a while.   I was kind of surprised at myself.    Holy crap people, I ran 20 miles- voluntarily.  By myself.  On a Sunday.  I actually followed through and got my ass out of bed early.   I don’t know who I am right now.  


I ended up dumping a bottle of water of over my head to cool off and took myself through the McDonald’s drive thru for a much craved Diet Coke.  It tasted amazing.   😊😊

Ever surprised yourself with a run?  Or anything really?

What do you crave after a hot run?

 

 

 

Run!, Slacker, Training

On the Marathon

Slight left turn here, my weekly recap will be up next post.

I said I would never run a marathon.  Never had any desire to.    Vehemently shot it down every time someone asked me.    Thing is, it’s not even the marathon itself that deterred me.    I mean I am the queen of stupid stubbornness, I figured I could drag myself through one if I had to.  It wouldn’t be fun, wouldn’t be pretty, would take 10 hours, likely break me and turn me off from running forever.  Like I said, queen of stupid, I totally realize I was underestimating the thing.

What scared me was the training.    Who in their right mind signs up for marathon training?   The mere idea of a 4 hour long run at the ass crack of dawn on a weekend morning almost gave me hives. I mean have you looked at some of those training plans?  Who has time for all that?  Don’t they realize I have Netflix to watch?!    Doubt’s a nasty companion no matter hard you deny hearing it.

I am a self proclaimed slacker, laziness is my strong suit.  Just ask my mother.   I’d never stuck to a training plan for a half, how the hell would I stick one for a full marathon?   Throw in long work days and a commute and it seemed even more unlikely and I was fine that.  Until I wasn’t.

The hunt for a training plan began.  It’s easy to get lost in the sheer number of them available.   Some looked scary, some looked doable.  How do you know what to choose?  How do you know which one works for you?  For me, a person who loves sleeping in on the weekends.  For me, someone can find the simplest excuse to skip a run?  For me- who still feels like a poser sometimes?  There was one that kept jumping out at me…but it was for serious runners, not slackers like me.   That would be crazy.   But then I read the book and it didn’t help prevent the crazy.  I’ve never shared what training plan I am using because I know all you real runners would think I lost my damn mind.


So yeah, Hansons.   You know the one all about cumulative fatigue and hitting paces and no super crazy long runs?   I can hear the “WTH’s” now.   I blame Colby.  And then Allison.  ☺  Anyways, I read it cover to cover and then parts again. I stuck stickie tabs all over it.   Suddenly the crazy seemed doable.   The beginner plan looked like a chance I could take.   So I took pen to paper and mapped everything out on calendar pages.  April to race day.  Then I only looked at each month at a time.  April- nailed that.  May- I knew this was where things got intense so I made an adjustment- I dropped Friday’s run.   So, I guess this is technically no longer Hanson’s.  I Slacker-ized it.  But 5 days a week with 2 planned speed/ strength workouts was still such a huge step for me, I figured I would be sufficiently fatigued.  😛 My hope for June was to add in that 6th day.

Then I got hurt.  And it wasn’t the mileage that did it.   I only missed 4 runs in May and 3 didn’t happen until after I jacked up my shins.   I think I figured out what did me in- I ended an easy Monday 5 miler with some butt kicks and high knees.  Why? No real reason other than I watched a video on running form over the weekend.  People- if it’s not breaking you- don’t mess with your form during training!  After Tuesday’s 800 repeats, I did some more high knees and butt kicks.  By Wednesday I could barely walk.  That Thursday’s attempt at a tempo was laughable.  Everything since then has been some odd combination of the Just Finish version of Hanson’s and rest.   And I am pissed.

I was actually doing it- I was following a training plan.  Yes, it was kicking my ass but in a good way.  Tempo’s were growing on me and I was so stinkin’ proud that I was following through.  That is what this marathon training has taught me.    Doubt can shut it’s ugly trap.

There’s this tv show that I watch and there’s a character on it who says something like this-

” the souffle is not the souffle- the souffle is the recipe”

Which is finally making sense to me.   The marathon is not the prize- training for it is.  If I can train for a marathon and actually follow through with something, well, then I can do anything.  At least that’s what it feels like.

Who knows what the next 48 days will bring?  Not me, but until then I am going to #justkeeprunning.