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Week 38 Training Recap

So, I think I have been a little too hard on myself.  Maybe.    It’s been 50 days since I ran a marathon and I’ve been over sitting over here pissed that my long runs haven’t hit 16 yet.   This coming from the person who took 3 months off after her first half marathon years ago.     I think I momentarily lost my mind.   So, I am trying to get it back.   My legs are achy and I am more tired now than I was during marathon training.    I also have 6 races in the next 8 weeks.  Oops.   I have the opportunity to work with Ekiden Coaching though, so I am hoping that having someone to report to will reign in my craziness.  Fingers crossed!

Training for:

  • City to the Sea 13.1
  • Harvest Marathon 13.1
  • Golden Gate Half

So let’s get to last week!


Monday- 2.34 miles Another short Monday.    Not entirely my fault though.  You can read all about the creep fest here.

Tuesday- 8 miles bike, plank, pushups, bridges.  I had an appointment with my gastro and it was more of the same old, same old.  Decent cross training after though.

Wednesday- Rest.  I had planned on running but I fell off/ on my stool at work and it felt like I broke my foot.   The top swelled and turned purple.   Destructo girl, that’s me.   My planks had to be broken into 30 second sections- it hurt to bend my foot.


Thursday- 4.25 miles  Not the best but could have been worse.  I determine my last pair of PureFlow 4’s were dead dead though.   Calf pain, shin pain, foot pain, you name it this run had it.    I changed into my Nike’s for the last 1/2 mile or so.  I just really wanted to hit 4 miles!

Friday- Rest First early shift Friday in over a month- it was awesome.   Except the computers were down for the first 6 hours.   Oof.


Saturday- Rest  Well, does shopping and trying on shoes count as exercise?  I did clear 10, 000 steps without running though.  Woo hoo!    The PureFlow 5’s went back to the store.  I hate returning shoes!  I went in with an open mind and asked for help.  I tired on 10 pairs of shoes!!!  10!   I was torn between a pair of Nike’s, New Balance and Hoka’s.  I left with the Hoka’s.   Fingers crossed!


Sunday- 10 miles In my original schedule for myself, I really wanted to run 16 miles today.  But since I didn’t pull off 14 last week or 12 the week before, I decided to be smart.   After last week’s tunnel of dark and pain 8 miles, I headed out early and with a full Camelbak.   It wasn’t early enough.  The predicted high for the day was 102.  Ouch.  I optimistically hoped for 12 but knew 10 was more likely.  Especially since I was running this in my Nike’s.  I didn’t want to test the Hoka’s on a long run.   My Nike’s may be the least painful pair of shoes I own but they are not a distance shoe.   10 miles is their limit.  Truthfully, today I wanted them off my feet by mile 9.    The run was hot and long and I was tired.    I found a lone shady spot at the end and sat down.  Cool concrete post run feels kind of amazing.  πŸ˜›

Rookie moment- My mom had planned on meeting me halfway so she could walk some miles but had texted that she wasn’t feeling well.  Which I got because I was thisclose to saying screw it when my alarm went off.  Anyways, while I was waiting for her to pick me up so we could do lunch I drank more water from my Camelbak then part of water bottle when she picked me up.   Too much water, too quickly.   I got so nauseated I thought I was going to lose my cookies.  Guess it’s a good thing I don’t eat breakfast before running right?   I know better!

16.6 miles for the week.   It is what it is.  There was a time when I would have called this a very solid week.  That was also the time when I lied to myself and said I ran long runs but rarely did.  I was also faster than so hmmm…..

How was your week?

Ever tried to run in Hoka’s? Thoughts?

How is it almost October?!?!?

 

Week 37 Training Recap

Training for:

  • City to the Sea 13.1
  • Harvest Marathon 13.1
  • Golden Gate Half

A week of shoe issues, calf issues, wardrobe malfunctions and a long run attempt that knocked me flat.   Yay?

should have napped with the cat

Monday- 2.0 miles.  Yeah, another run testing the new Brooks.  I also wore the wrong shorts.  This was a hot mess from the start and I could tell it just wasn’t going to get better.

Tuesday- Rest I was sore from the baby run.  😩

Wednesday-Rest Pizza night!! πŸ•πŸ•

Fall!!

Thursday- 3.8 miles  I was optimistically hoping for 5-6 miles.  Fail.  Everything hurt.   Ankles, shins, calves.   Which led to whiny thoughts then deep thoughts.  Which prompted my last post and my concerns that my weight gain was affecting my shoes.

Friday- Rest I’ve closed the last 4 Fridays and I admit it’s making me tired.   Crossing the street on my way back to my car, I felt twinges in my left shin.   I was also feeling a little off so I decided right then that my planned 14 miler was going to be broken into 2 runs over the weekend.  I was trying to be smart for once. I failed.

Saturday-8 miles The first run of the weekend. I overslept and was feeling a little weird but if I didn’t run every time I felt a little off, I would never run.  I headed out around 9:30 but as the high of the day was only supposed to be 91 so I figured I would be fine.  If only I had known how wrong I was.


The run started off ok.  I was sticking to my 5/2 run walk intervals, wearing my Nike’s and compression socks and my shins/ ankles were feeling pretty good.  Since I was only running 8 miles I decided to throw in some hill repeats.  What was I thinking?  I was huffing and puffing but I kept running.  I did 2 hill repeats before running to the turn around point then back for another 2 hill repeats.   I felt fine though mile 6 then things went bad.

My 24oz water bottle was almost empty and I was slowing down significantly.   My town doesn’t believe in water fountains.  They are either turned off or locked up.  A little over a mile from house I passed an elementary school.  The gates weren’t locked!!!  Hallelujah!  I felt like a creeper opening the gates but I really needed water.    I was loosing steam though.  I barely made it up the last hill- I had to stop halfway up, I couldn’t catch my breath.   I normally love running the downhill and the flat on the way back to my driveway.   I couldn’t do it.  I hit 8 miles about 1/4 mile from my driveway and just quit.  I crawled back.  Once confronted with my driveway, I almost just gave up.  I was seriously thisclose to just sitting down partway up and hoping someone drove by.


That wasn’t the end.  Once I made it inside, I started overheating.   I was still sweating so I wasn’t freaking out about heat stroke but something was not right.   I tried taking a cold shower, chugging water and I had my brother bring me food.   Then I tried napping.  Every time I tried to stand up, everything kind of went black and tunnel like.  I kept going back to bed.   I spent the rest of the morning and afternoon sleeping.   I knew I had the Avocado Margarita Festival to volunteer at in the evening.  I finally managed to get up without the world spinning and I headed towards work town.  I treated myself to In n Out hoping it would make me feel better.  Not really.  Boo.   I left work town around 8 and was glad to see my bed when I got home.

Festival time!

I don’t know if it was too hot- only in the 80’s, not hot at all- or if it was the fact that I did hill repeats for the first time in months.   Or if I actually had a touch of something.  I later found out a coworker had similar issues on Saturday as well and they didn’t run.  They ended up doing nothing but sleeping after their festival shift.

Sunday- 10 miles bike  This time I listened to the off feeling I still had.   I had woken up at 7 with a pounding headache so I rolled over and went back to sleep.  I woke up at 10:30! feeling a little more human.   After running some errands I decided my 6 mile run was not a good idea and decided to just ride the bike.

13.9 run miles for the week.  Ouch. Let’s just chalk it up to a rough week and move on.   I wish I knew what set off Saturday’s issues because I never want to feel like that again.

Have you had a recent wardrobe malfunction?

Would you eat an avocado Popsicle?  Yes, it does exist.

 

 

Mid Week Musings 11

I know it’s Thursday but it’s the halfway point of a short week that’s midweek right?

The fans are gone!   The silence is glorious, it really is.    Now we don’t have hot water as they start the repairs but small victories right?  πŸ˜›

I drove home on auto pilot.  Which I am sure happens to all of us at some point but I drove the scenic route home.   A portion of which is essentially a speed limit free roller coaster of a road you drive for 14 miles.  Not the road to go on autopilot on.    Instead of watching the hairpins, I was contemplating life.   I’m feel like I am sliding into a funk and I can’t seem to swerve away.  I have a couple posts I am sitting on but not sure about sharing yet.

The Chimney Fire is 100% contained!!  Woo hoo!  Thank you firefighters!!!  Though I will miss seeing you all around town.  πŸ˜‰

I was so small! Also thoughts for another post

I thought about driving to Ventura this weekend to run a 5K.  Just because I really like the medal.   But I decided that wasn’t exactly fiscally responsible.  Boo.   Then Timehop showed me pics from the Ventura half in 2014.  Just rub it in Dino.

2 years ago

Instead of racing, it’s that time again- Avocado Margarita Festival!!    The format has changed a bit so I am only volunteering for a few hours one day.  What will I do with the rest of my time???  Well, run of course.  πŸ™‚

Someone found my blog last week by searching “gastroparesis pants”.  I get that.  I may not have talked about my asshat stomach in awhile but it’s still an asshat.    I actually have my quarterly appointment with my gastro next week.  I think I’ve run out of diets to try.  Grr.

While I am looking forward to fall weather, the sun is setting so much quicker already.   I will have to make the transition to the treadmill sooner than I would like if I want my runs to be longer than 4 miles.  Or I need to get hella’ fast.  Hmmm.

I tried to use a gif, I failed

Oh- I won 25 bucks on a scratcher ticket!  I’ve never done that before!  I was stoked.

I am reading a book where the main character’s name is Fallon.  Mind trip!  It’s kind of odd.

Remember when I said I randomly gave myself bangs?  Apparently I should have done it sooner- customers keep complimenting me.  Which makes me wonder- did I look that bad before??!?   I am also very blonde right now (summer sun!) and one customer told an employee that I look so much better au naturel and should stop dying my hair dark.  Say what?  You keep those thoughts to yourself!   Haha, she doesn’t know I was looking at hair dye the other day.  A purple shade was really speaking to me.  πŸ˜›  Too bad work wouldn’t approve.

Thanks for letting me ramble!

Share something random?

Ever dye your hair? Would you have said that?

What are you reading?

 

Week 36 Training Recap

Training for: 

  • City to the Sea 13.1
  • Harvest Marathon 13.1
  • Golden Gate Half

 

I said these training recaps were going to be shorter starting this week but I may have misspoke.  Last week ran me over like a truck…which then backed up.   So most of my posting plans were ignored in favor of sanity.    I did get most of my planned running in but the bike was ignored in favor of sleep and/or staring at the TV trying to decompress while binging on Netflix.  I’ve now started season 8 of Bones.   It’s a   πŸ˜›

So long story short- I walked into work on Monday and was greeted by a flood.    Ok, deep breath in and go!   Only a few rooms were flooded but we were literally sinking into the carpet.   Ok then.  Figured out it was the water heater and a plumber came out and fixed that.  We put up some normal fans while waiting for the restoration crew.  One fan damn near grenaded as I was running to wall to get it unplugged.  The restoration crew finally showed up and I thought that meant things were looking up.  Yeah, no.    5 high power industrial drying fans had to run 24/7.   All week long.   By Thursday, I thought I was going to lose my mind.   On Friday I partially did.  I started giggling at something an employee said- that wasn’t funny- and couldn’t stop.  Then I started crying.   I had no idea that sound could affect me that much.


Monday- 2.7 miles  Can’t blame the shortness on the flood this time.  I decided to break in my new shoes and knew by 1.5 miles in that I was going to have problems.   2.7 was when I decided I wasn’t going to make it back to my car without becoming bloody.  I turned off my watch and took off my right shoe and sock.  I stretched and walked back to my car half barefoot.   Grrrr.

Tuesday- Rest Day

Wednesday- Rest Day  I wanted to run but was feeling funky and decided it wasn’t worth it just to make August’s mileage look a little better.


Thursday- 4 miles  Ouch, ouch.  My calves were so damn tight and my brain was on the fritz.  It was day 4 of the fan drama and I really wanted to just run out all the stress but it didn’t work.   My legs were sore and my calves would not loosen up.  I lost count of how many times I stopped to stretch it out.

Friday- Day from hell.   Work was so busy, the fans almost broke me and I didn’t get home until 8.    I started crying on the way home.  Why?!?!


Saturday- Rest  I had made plans to run with Heather and Ashley but on Friday I knew that wasn’t going to happen.  As much as I wanted to run with them, I was fried.  So instead I did something I rarely do- nothing.   I slept in (that part’s not rareπŸ˜›) but did nothing.   I sat out on the deck for most of the afternoon and just chilled.  I caught on some reading- Runner’s World and I finished a book.  I also listened to some music.  Turns out my calming music is Lifehouse- ha!   That said, it was kind of nice.   And it was so needed after the week of noise.


Sunday- 11 miles.  Oof.   My plan for my long run this weekend was 12.  The fact that I made it to 11 is victory enough.   I dragged my feet getting out of bed but did make it out the door before 9.  I was achy and tired and it never went away.   I was done by mile 3 but I told myself it would get better.  Plus I was meeting my mom at the halfway point so she could walk and I had to keep running to get to the meet up point.   I was so slow, I was taking walking breaks right and left; my pace was all over the place.    I just kept slowing down, I decided I was done at 11.  11 brought me back to the car right as my mother was finishing her walk.  I took it as a sign that 11 was good enough.  πŸ˜›   I was toast.

17.7 miles for the week.   Not great but not horrible.   At least I held steady from the previous week.     That’s a plus right?

Looking to this week, I would like to figure what is causing all the achiness.   However, I am not setting any definite plans as I know the fans are still running now.    Right now, my only hope is that they will go away on Tuesday.  Fingers crossed!!   The earlier the better.

How was your week?  Have a good Labor Day?

Ever had a pipe break? 

Thanks for sticking through another long post!

 

Adieu August

Recovery month, baby!


I admit I was hoping for more miles but it is what is, right?  Plus, considering I was afraid I would come off the marathon and never want to run again, I should count this as a win right?

I managed to pull off one 10 miler- double digits!!!- and one speed work session.   I had some decent weeks and a very small, little 4 miler week.     Considering the amount of smoke in the air from all the fires close by, my mileage was pretty consistent.

I ran zero races.  Which made me super envious of all the cool pictures and recaps I saw online.  πŸ˜›.  So I compensated by taking lots of scenery pictures.


Work got a little crazy but I think I need to realize that it always will be.    That said, this week kicked my ass.   2 rooms flooded and we’ve been working with industrial blower fans running all day, every day.   I think the constant noise is making my brain liquefy.    I really wanted to hit at least 50 miles for the month but after an abbreviated run on Monday- hello blisters- my last chance to fit in miles was Wednesday.   By the end of the day, I felt fried, even the idea of changing into my running gear was exhausting.    In the end I decided hitting an arbitrary number wasn’t worth it, all I wanted to do was hide in a dark and quiet corner.   So I did and 44.14 was it for August.

Which brings us to September.   I am partially excited and partially in denial.   Excited because I haves races coming up!   First one isn’t until the end of September but it’s one of my favorite races and I am looking forward to it.  That being said, how the hell is it September?!?!?!    That is just ridiculous.  Seriously, wasn’t it just March?  Why is time moving so fast?  I can’t keep up!  Then today, my Instagram feed was full of Pumpkin Spice Lattes- slow your roll people!

How was your August?

Any plans for September?

What are you looking forward to ?