As you can see from my lack of bloggery, I haven’t been running much this year. If I were the type to offer a list of bull#$%* excuses, it would look like this:
- Too busy
- Too tired
- Too many injuries
- Spent time with my daughter before she left the country
- Spent time with friends and started dating again
- Traveled a lot for work
- Too hot
- Too humid
- Too many bugs
- Too much poison ivy
- and you get the point…
The truth is I didn’t prioritize running this year like I did last year. I worked out with a trainer more and am in pretty good shape, despite cutting back on running. And I drank way more beer, which added 10 pounds (pounds that I’d like to say is muscle weight, but who am I kidding). I have been running, but nothing like I did last year.
And I have been focusing on packing, purging, and planning to move out of state. In the process of this chaos I call My Life, I forgot that I’m running the Kansas City marathon next month. Oops. So it’s back into training mode for me, and now I’m thinking I better sign up for more races in the future to keep myself motivated. Four weeks to train for a marathon? Sure, why not.
Who wants to run the Austin marathon with me in February? We’ve got tons of time to train for that one.
On Saturday I ran my first 1/2 marathon of the year. I’m trying to get into shape for my June marathon, and I enjoyed the Running with the Cows half last year. Continue reading
I’ve had a tough time of it getting back in the groove this spring after a long, cold, snowy, brutal winter around here. Frankly, I’d had enough running in the cold. I was over the whole Raynaud’s issue and the long post-run discomfort that goes with it. At least I kept up with the weight lifting all winter, which is helping me get back in the swing of things.
Another thing that helps is feeling motivated by other runners. Yesterday, for example, I felt tired and depressed and grumpy, and I knew that running would make me feel better. But I was tired, depressed, and grumpy.
As my hip was still healing, I decided to make my running short and fast until I’d recovered… which is how I hurt my knee. At first, I thought my knee needed to pop, but then I realized I’d yanked something, so I pretty much quit running for the past few weeks to let everything heal. Besides, we had a big fatty snow storm followed by a blizzard the next week, so my frost-bitten toes were happy for the downtime. I got a little lazy, but still kept up my weight training and lost 1/2 inch all over, except my gun show, which went up 1/2 an inch. Pow!
But next to this girl, I’m a slacker: Continue reading
Back in December, I pissed off my right hip. The hip isn’t pissed when I walk, but gets progressively pissier the longer I run, which means I’ve been sticking to 3-7 mile runs and visiting the chiropractor/active release therapist regularly. So I’m not running my first 50-mile ultra next weekend. I’m not even riding to Texas with my fellow Tramps to show my emotional support, because the financial hit I take on every trip is really too much. (You single parents out there know what I’m talking about.)
Anyhoo, instead of staying home this weekend and feeling melancholy, I plan to go to a dance workshop and learn how to Lindy, which is something I’ve wanted to do for years and years. So a happy ending is still quite possible. And I haven’t given up on running a 50-miler. Instead, I’m postponing it until September and plan to run the Hawk Hundred 50.
Things I learned this winter:
- Running on snowy trails is fun
- Running on dark trails with a headlamp is fun
- Running on dark, snowy trails with a headlamp is the funnest
I see that I haven’t updated this site since I finished my 50k, which I suppose makes perfect sense. I built up to that, then crashed and burned. Since that run, I’ve also had two trips, which threw a wrench in my running schedule.
I was in Salt Lake City for a few days, and the weather and roads were ideal for running. I tend to get pretty run down on business trips, and that particular one was worse than normal, so my running shoes never hit Utah pavement. Then I went to Austin and stayed with my best friend the week of Thanksgiving. Many a margarita was consumed, but no mileage was.
My child turned 16 last weekend, which means I missed my 16-mile run on Saturday. And I don’t regret it one single bit. I spent that day driving my kid from activity to activity, and she had an awesome 16th birthday weekend. Continue reading
Last week I met with my new strength trainer for the first time. Part of me feels like this extra trainer is an extra expense I don’t need, but all my other parts are thanking me for this decision. Yes, even the parts that really hurt, because all those parts fight depression, the kind of depression that feels like the flu, all day every day, for weeks or even months. Continue reading
Instead of ticking off the list of
reasons excuses I have for not forcing myself to do strength training at home, I’ll focus on the solution. Really, I can’t stand people who make excuses. Own your junk and get on with it already.
I’m ready to take my workouts and my running to the next level, but there is one big thing holding me back: Continue reading