Thursday, November 11, 2010
Since today was a holiday I got the urge to do something fun and different.
Ended up taking a trail ride!
So even though I nearly threw these photos away, I'll be brave and expose how I looked last year when I went riding on the beach in the Outer Banks of North Carolina, and you can compare that to today.
I still have a long way to go, but I am moving in the right direction!
compared to today, riding "Big John" at Dead Broke Farm
Here's a photo of the trail - autumn at its peak!
And for Absolutzero, think I could ride Summer, the miniature horse?
I wouldn't put a pony through that! LOL
I was THRILLED they gave me the biggest, strongest horse to ride today -
Big John is nearly 18 hands tall! (That's 68 to 70 inches tall at the withers -
the front part of the back, where the saddle is located)
Looking forward to continuing this exciting journey!
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
First - I'm still alive. Went to my doctor yesterday and got stronger cold prescriptions but it's nothing worse, just have to ride it out. Ironic that I feel GREAT after the half marathon, only limitation is a strained ligament in my left foot, otherwise I felt up to running Monday, the day after (I didn't!)
Second - light bulb moment! We can endure a LOT when we know it will end (like going 13 or 26 miles!) but become woosies when we don't know how long something will last (the aforementioned cold, I was actually crying in the exam room, I felt so yucky & helpless). So keep setting those GOALS, people! When you know it will eventually end, you can do pretty much anything!
Now the confession. Since I only wanted medicine and to crawl back into bed, I hemmed and hawed and finally rationalized that since I was not going to cook for dinner (I had already done really well with a reasonable breakfast and tomato soup for lunch, I really had been good ) that maybe a "value meal" would tide me over and after all, I could eat half and reheat the other half later, right? Don't know when medium drinks became over 30 oz, but I know that secret original Classic Coke formula got that name for a reason, right? ANYWAY...I onion rings (sigh) and it HAD to be better than Mickey D's Big Mac Heart Attack meal with the 2 apple pies, don't you agree?
Pop my bubble, why don't you? The scale told the real story -
3(!!!) pounds this morning and worse emotionally, back over an xx0 number!
You don't have to worry about ME cheating again! I have worked TOO LONG & made TOO MUCH progress to go back down THAT road again! So even though I can't get back to my regular exercise schedule, I CAN & WILL do SOMETHING today, resume following my calorie range and chalk this up as a life lesson learned.
PUT DOWN THAT FAST FOOD MEAL, PEOPLE! IT'S NOT WORTH IT!
Monday, November 08, 2010
November 7, 2010. Goal met.
It was only important for me to finish. I’m still basically a walker, even though I believe I will one day be able to run and enjoy running.
It was a chance for me to dig deep into my character, and keep going beyond cold, discomfort, even pain.
Woke up at 5am (didn’t get enough sleep) and packed all my supplies. Decided to violate rule #1 of race events by wearing something new – a long sleeve tech shirt that would keep you warmer as you sweat. Called my daughter to coordinate where we would meet so I could
give her my keys and she’d serve as my support crew – particularly giving me the camelback water pack halfway through. Race instructions encouraged us to park by 6am for 7am start – I figured I’d be at the back anyway, so no biggie if I were a little later. About a mile and a half from the start location, cars were lined up for parking – parked and walked about a mile to start. That was a good warm-up and loosener. Met a guy who’d run it before, and as we were walking, my daughter pulled up – I gave her my car key with directions on where I’d parked. The guy told her “You have a cool mom.”
I was one of the last ones across the starting mat and was still carrying my bag with my wind pants, gu and the course directions for my daughter. Finally left the bag with volunteers on a corner so she could pick it up and I could focus on moving! What would we do without cell phones?
First person I walked with had trained for the half but suffered a back injury recently picking up her son. We swapped back injury stories, and I was impressed she was committed enough to still participate – walking instead of running. As we hit the first downhill I waved good-bye and started running…slowly. The berm was littered with throw away shirts the elites had ditched. Decided at that point I wouldn’t focus on keeping times, just go out and do my best, enjoy the experience. We continued through town around the capitol building with volunteers clanging cow bells and cheering us on the whole way. Every two miles was a “water stop” - they need to call it something else besides “stop.” As we were going up a certain anticipated hill, I used the techniques we practiced at my Level 2 ChiRunning clinic the weekend before, sidestepping on the diagonal to reduce the effort. That’s when I met Lynne, and we ended up going the majority of the distance together. Passing Peace College, Cameron Village, and heading back out to Hillsborough St we found ourselves in the most lovely autumn landscapes on a cool, sunny day – couldn’t have been much better. As we approached Meredith College I found my daughter and put on the camelback. First gu was chocolate mint – it was like icing, which was fine. This section was flat with minimal uphill, and went past the veterinary school – yes, methane is a reality. Around the corner to the fairgrounds, and the turnaround point for the half. Marathoners continued out to Umstead Park.
Reaching the turnaround point was a mental boost, but it was time for a potty break. Naturally, the door wouldn’t lock. Business done, continued back down the street past NC State University and caught back up with Lynne. Ditched the camelback with my daughter – even that little weight was tiring. About mile 6 my hip started to complain and by mile 9 my feet were squawking as well. Just kept listening to my music, keeping a cadence, and enjoying the scenery and the fact that I was going to be done in less than an hour. With about 3 miles to go, Lynne had to stop for her potty break and I went on alone. I could tell I was favoring my left hip, but kept telling myself to relax and keep moving. Another gu, strawberry flavored, and the knowledge that the final half mile was all downhill helped. I couldn’t run the entire last mile, but made sure I was running as I crossed the mats and got my medal and water from the volunteers. First thing to do afterwards – take a photo with my daughter. Then it was back to the potty and to stretch. Forgot to press my Garmin when I crossed the finish, and couldn’t find my time posted, so figured I’d just wait until I got home to check, but I was under my 4 hour goal for sure. When my daughter went to pick up her car to take me back to mine, I was SO glad I didn’t have to walk that mile back! My body said, “If you’re going to put us through this, we are going to act our age.”
me nearing the finish
Sign: YOU ROCK (me running past in red shirt & camelback, probably mile 7)
coming down to the wire - finish strong
nearing finish line
crossing finish line
Will try to upload more photos later - website not cooperating.
You can see a picture of my medal up close on my Spark Page!
So to answer your questions:
Definitely worth it,
Yes, will do it again,
and NO – don’t try this at home! You have to train if you want to do a distance event!
2179 registered for Half Marathon
ME: 2121, 84/89 age group, 3:35:37 chip time, 3:38:22 gun time
Half Marathon winner: 1:04:38
656 marathon entrants
Marathon winner: 2:26:08
Thursday, October 28, 2010
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