This morning, I learned firsthand what a huge difference a slight form adjustment can make on a run. I spent the morning on the track with my team. The workout called for 400s with 60 seconds of rest between each 400. The idea was to do at least 12 400s at 5K pace, which for me is a 2:20 per lap, and to do them until I could no longer hold that pace.
Everything hurts. My legs, my back, my arms. I am moving, but gingerly. When I want to put socks on, I have to think about how I’m going to get my feet up to my hands or my hands down to my feet. As I’m getting in and out of the car, I have to think about supporting myself, so I don’t collapse mid-sit. I’m not broken. I’m just in pain, and it’s all Bo’s fault. Continue reading
In the rain, Dave and I drove up to Russell Park on Lake Georgetown for the Bruises and Bandages trail race with Trailhead Running. Since 2012, I’ve spent my falls trail running, but this last fall, I was super busy at work and couldn’t make Tuesday night runs work, so I’ve been off the trails for a while. I did the first race of my favorite trail series in November, but I hadn’t been running regularly – or at all, really – on trails. The November course was particularly challenging, so I struggled. Today, the course was more doable. It felt great to be out on the trails again. Continue reading
For the first time since my Africa trip, I took an extended vacation. I had almost two full weeks off at the end of last year. I didn’t plan it that way, but office closures given that the holidays fell on the weekends magically extended the one week vacation that I had planned. It was lovely. I disengaged and had lots of time to do the end of the year organizing and stuff that I like to do. Now I’m back – or perhaps easing back – into work mode and the rhythm of regular life. Continue reading
My alarm went off at 4:45 this morning. Last night, I made the decision to skip my Monday swim because I couldn’t quite embrace the cold I would experience in the thirty or so steps it would take to get from the locker room into the heated outdoor pool. I considered sleeping in and running instead, but even the extra couple hours of sleep didn’t seem worth having to run outdoors in the twenty degree temperatures. So I forced myself up super early and out the door to 5:30 spin. It was a great way to start my day and my birthday week. Continue reading
It’s my birthday month, and I’ll be the first to acknowledge that I’ve been a bit down. Forty three is nothing grand, like forty was or like forty-five or fifty might be. It just sounds old and blah. I’m feeling a bit old and blah these days. I’m not one to be okay with living in a state of old and blah, so I’ve been ramping my mind up to making some big changes. And I hate change. Can you hear the internal battle I’m having with myself? Continue reading
Pretty much every Wednesday morning, I’m on the track with my team. Sometimes I make the 5:45 workout, sometimes the 7:00. I try to make the earlier workout most of the time, but which one I attend largely depends on how well or how much I slept the night before. Last night, Dave and I were out way past my bedtime (at a Henry Rollins show!), so I went to the 7:00 workout, just barely. It was hard to get moving this morning, but I’m so glad I made the workout. Continue reading