Thy name is Slacker and last week I lived up to it.
I have this bad habit of sinking into a dark hole when I get stressed and anxious. Some people run the feelings out but that just gives me too much time alone with my own thoughts. Instead I tend to watch too much TV while reading or trying to and playing word searches on my phone. Productive? Not so much. Distracting, yes.
I had a big A-race planned for the year but I hadn’t announced it here. Good thing a the planned race suddenly changed locations, dates and dropped my distance. Grrrr! Then I received news that another race I was running was canceled. Is fate trying to tell me something????
I was also feeling a little bit of pressure on running because of a running group app. Which made me respond like a teenager and do the opposite. Which is to not run. I was stressed because of a work situation, well situation isn’t the right word- more like possible opportunity. And it’s making me a little anxious.
So did I do anything last week?
Thursday- 1.6 miles I was feeling fussy and wanted a change. I decided to see what I get in around the lake path. I may have lights but I won’t run at the lake after dark. But I was hoping I get in something. That something turned out to be 20 minutes. A slow walk to begin and then I ran until it was time to quit.
So yeah, it was a very Slacker- like week. Also very hermit like. Here’s to digging myself out this week.
After a rough day of travel Saturday, I actually slept ok for pre-race hotel sleep. I woke up once around 2AM and was stoked I had another 3 hours to sleep. Sweet! Once up, I quickly got ready with all my gear and checked out of the hotel. The weather wasn’t dumping rain like the day before and the app said it would stay clear but I didn’t trust it. I was wearing arm warmers and my rain jacket over those.
My mom was able to get me as close as she could and I jumped out of the car on a street corner. I chatted with another runner as we made our way to the starting area. We ended up going our separate ways and I messaged the other BibRave Pro’s to see if we could make a meet up work before the race. We did!
Then it was time to line up. Surf City does self seeded corrals which works about as well as you think. I knew I was going to be moving slower so I placed myself in wave 4 which was 2:25- 2:34. I was almost right, haha not really, I ended up running my second slowest half to date.
Miles 1-5 10:52, 11:13, 11:26, 12:28, 11:27 I was moving slow but wasn’t feeling the need for walk breaks which was great because I know how out of shape I am. However things got weird around mile 2. I was cautious on how my foot would feel but I was expecting pain- instead my foot went numb. I could barely feel my left foot for the next 2 miles and around 3.5 my right foot joined it. I started walking just to see if that would change things. Thankfully it did. Just as it started to rain. Ok, mostly mist but it was still wet.
But then I realized I had another problem. Mile 6- 16:00 I suddenly need the restroom, not like my stomach was upset but I really needed the restroom. There was a series of port-a-potties around mile 5.5 and even though they had a line, I jumped in the line. Well, there goes my mile time.
Miles 7-10 11:46, 12:29, 12:28, 12:35 I was feeling ok but knew I was slowing. I wasn’t really paying attention to my watch. I was just focusing on the fact that I was still running and not taking walk breaks. Woo hoo! Well until mile 9. I knew once I took the first real walk break, there would be more to come. We had hit the turn around point and were running into a breeze now. I was still cold and it was misting every now and again but the breeze felt good to me.
Miles 11-13 13:38, 12:22, 12:37 I’ve run 2 marathons and never experienced “the wall”. Welp, I think I found it. Other than cold and wet toes, my body felt ok but I was done. I walked a fair amount of mile 11. From there I was just run/ walking my way in. This is normally the part of the course with the best views and most spectators but I was just keeping my head down and trying to get to the finish line.
Finish- 2:43:06 My second slowest half ever!
Granted, the 5 minute bathroom stop didn’t help matters along. I have no shame in that finishing time, I knew I was going to be slower, my training was almost non-existent and when I did get my act together, I hurt my foot and ended up taking 11 days off in a row. I’ll have no problem adding those results to my Athlinks profile for all to see. It gives me a starting point and now I know what I need to do going forward.
I still love Surf City and all it has to offer, maybe one day I’ll run it again and run it well.
Honestly, fiasco is the nicest way to describe last week. If there was something that could go wrong or screwball it did. I feel like I unintentionally dared fate to come at me. I take it back! I don’t know what it was but I take it back!
Monday and Tuesday weren’t bad or if they were the rest of the week overshadows them. My foot was aching again so I knew I was likely only going to get in one run before Surf City on Sunday. That run was Wednesday and I really needed to run off some stress and clear my head. I ran the work route directly after work and made sure I had all my lights but I really needed that sunset view. And I got it. I had a pretty decent run and was feeling better when I arrived back at my car. Where I proceeded to stretch a bit and then promptly lock my key in the DAMN CAR!
It was completely dark and it was getting cold. I stared at the Knuckle Light, pepper spray and phone still in my hands like I could will them to turn into my keys but no luck. You idiot! I may have mentioned work’s proximity to the police station in town before but it is only one door down. So off I went to use the after hours phone to ask if they could help me. Nope. Told me call a locksmith. Grrrrr. So I called my parents who as it happens were just sitting down to dinner. Crap. My dad knew what I had done the second I said I had done something stupid. He was able to get my spare and bring it to me but work town is 45 minutes from home town. I was still stuck sitting on a curb. Again, my own stupid fault. I had texted a coworker just so I could tell someone of stupidity and she was nice enough to come back and let me hang in her car while I waited for my pops to arrive. Some people are awesome. I now belong to AAA.
Then Friday rolls around and I head to Penney’s after work to pick up a quilt I had ordered to finish off the room re-do. The parking lot was dark, wet and mostly empty but there was a man working on his car. I thought that was weird as there was a parts store and Wal-Mart at the other end of plaza that would have made more sense. He sort of followed me into the store which also made me a little paranoid. Once inside, there was a one man being helped by the cashier and another shopping. The man behind me spoke with the man shopping. See Fallon, no reason to be paranoid. I asked the other cashier for my catalog order while the shopping man kept piling clothes on the counter. The employee helping me went to the back to get my order and the one helping the other guy took him over to the dress shirts. Meanwhile the other man still looks like he is browsing clothes and his friend had left. All of sudden I hear rapid foot steps and he is running past me carrying all of the clothes from the counter and a few more. What the hell? Is this really happening? He barrels out the front door and I just stood there in shock. The employee comes back with my order and I was like “dude, you just got robbed!”. She just sighed and said it happens more often than you would think. Wait, what?!
Then, Saturday arrived and it was time to head down to Huntington Beach for Surf City! Except while most of the country has been dealing with mountains of snow, California’s been blasted by heavy rain. Which is great as we are drought ridden and the water is needed but also bad because fires. The fires leave burn scars that can’t handle that much water and we flood or worse- mudslides. We were about 20 miles outside of Santa Barbara when we got the alert that the 101 was flooded out and would be closed indefinitely. Ummm, crap. There’s really no way around or if there is it was likely flooded too. So we turned around and backtracked an hour to pick up a rural highway that heads east to the I5. The I5 though open was a mess. It was pouring rain, visibility was nil and we passed so many wrecks and bad ones at that.
I missed the expo, what should have been an 5 hour drive turned into 8ish. Thankfully, Surf City allowed other people to pick up your bibs as long as they had your QR code and a photo of your driver’s license. The other BibRave Pro’s were already there and Christine offered to get my bib and shirt for me. Lifesaver. I was able to meet her at her hotel and pick up the items. Then it was off to my hotel to check in then find dinner and try to decompress from the stress of the day.
Sunday- Surf City Half Marathon Recap to come.
16.3 miles for the week. Slowly going in the right direction.
I had my week planned -when I was going to workout, how I was going to eat healthier, be less of a Slacker, yada yada. And well… yeah.
Cold wind kept me indoors on Monday which is silly as I hate wasting a non work day. But I also really hate a really cold wind. Then my stomach turned into an asshat on Tuesday and that lingered for a few days. That’s what I get for thinking I was having a good spell. Then there’s the random tiredness. Which actually isn’t so random. This was week 2 without soda and my new migraine medication can make me groggy. Not the greatest combo… or maybe it is, who knows. I did manage to finally clean my car this weekend so that in itself should make this week a win. Ha!
Monday- Transform 20 Well, I started the week slightly according to plan. Then it was off to that doctor’s appointment I made a month ago when I was so sick. Which didn’t really get me anywhere.
Saturday- 8.4 miles Long run Saturday. Despite the opinion of my Garmin, I actually felt pretty good this run. I kept things slow and easy and started with run/walk intervals but was able to ditch them around mile 4 and only walk occasionally. Which I thought was great considering how little running I’ve been doing but my Garmin judged me and told me I needed 3 days to recover post run. How rude!
Sunday-4 miles I headed out for some nice and easy recovery miles. I won’t lie- even though I kept the pace slower than Saturday’s long run, there were parts that were the very opposite of easy. I kept pace and ran all but one of the hills though. Still, I wish it had felt a little better.
12.4 miles for the week and only 1 Transform 20 workout. Which means I will be restarting week 2 come Monday as I was barely hanging on as it was. I am hoping to get in 2 short-ish runs before race days so fingers crossed!
In some ways I was my Slacker self last week and in others I was not.
The week was busy at work and when it wasn’t I spent the time rearranging my desk and getting used to all the new changes with my computer at work. I think I am going to love it but woah it’s different. I am not the tallest and I joke I need a trampoline to keep an eye on everything now.
The room refresh is coming along too, or was until a shelving unit I was waiting for didn’t arrive on Friday. Now we have had crazy rain storms so the delay was understandable; I am just tired of being disorganized. Fingers crossed it arrives on Monday. But the cats approve of the new chair.
And of all things I learned that even though I swear I drink water all day long, according to my blood work, I am very dehydrated. Say what?! So a change in my migraine meds was prescribed.
So did I do anything active last week or just repeatedly move furniture around?
Monday- Transform 20 I am so not coordinated. Throw in a step and it’s almost hazardous. I am glad I am doing this by myself because it’s probably hilarious.
Tuesday- Nada Tuesday was weird. I somehow even forgot it was Tuesday and missed #bibchat. Oops.
Wednesday- Transform 20 More un-coordination for the win. And what took me so long to put in a ceiling fan?
Thursday- Lazy I had an morning work meeting which meant I had a longer lunch so I planned on attempting another runch but somehow I totally forgot. Oops.
Friday-Ditto I told myself I was going work out all day. Right up until 11PM. I never did.
Saturday- 6 miles I ran! And it was more than 2 miles! I knew it was going to be hard and it was. It was the longest run I had done since Holiday Half in December. I stayed pretty consistent for most of it but it was tiring. Not as much as Garmin thought though. It told me I needed 53 hours to recover. What?
Sunday- 4 miles/ 2 Transform 20 workouts I was feeling industrious… or guilty that I slacked on the Transform workouts throughout the week. I headed out for 4 easy miles in the afternoon and treated them like recovery miles. Kept it about a minute slower than the day before, partly because I was trying to be smart and partly because I doubted I could run faster, haha. I did manage to power up 2 hills though so I am calling it a win.
10 miles for the week and 4/6 Transform 20 workouts. Not much but compared to last week (and the weeks before) it’s an awesome improvement.