Wednesday, February 23, 2011
I've been frantically packing all day, schooling my kiddos, getting the house clean for our house/dog sitter and planning our meals for the trip down. We're leaving at 1 AM for our almost 14 hour journey to FL, making a stop to see the space shuttle launch on the way. (Well, sort of on the way.) I'm excited, but overwhelmed. I know I'll be exhausted for the first few days and I need to be careful to get some rest before Sunday. I'm ready, though and can't wait.
Hopefully, I'll make it to the meet up on Saturday so I can meet all of you. If not, good luck on Saturday or Sunday, whatever race your running (or maybe both). We've all had our challenges to get to this point so now it's time to enjoy it!
Friday, February 18, 2011
I am getting so excited for the Princess. Excited and scared at the same time. I don't know why I get so nervous before races. I think I'm especially nervous this year because I have something to prove. Even if it's only to myself, it still makes me feel added pressure.
I'm planning on running 12 miles tomorrow. I have been unsure if I was going to do it since last weeks long run, but have decided it's a go. For some reason I've developed plantar fasciitis in my other foot and it was pretty sore last weekend. I've worked hard to take care of it this week (along with the foot that's already got it), and feel like I need the run mentally. Physically I feel like I'm ready for the race but I think running 12 will go a long way to give me confidence.
Speaking of confidence, mine was rattled yesterday when I went for a short run in our surprise 70 degree weather. I forgot about the heat factor in Florida after training in the cold (relative) . Let's just say it was a horrible run. I only ran 4 miles and felt like I was going to die. Thankfully the race starts early and I hope to be done before it gets too hot.
I know this blog is all over the place but I'm going to end with one final thought. As I was running yesterday and feeling horrible, I had the thought that at least I'm able to run. Fast or slow, I'm out there running and I take that for granted so many times. I've battled my plantar fasciitis for over 9 months, but that is no big deal compared to life issues people face every day. No matter what happens at the Princess, I'll enjoy every minute of it and be thankful that I was able to toe it up at the start with so many amazing women.
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
I did it again and I'm not even going to go there. Drop the guilt over neglecting the blog.
Now that I have that out of the way.....
Less than 6 weeks until race day. This is geeky, but every time I go to the Disney Princess Half Marathon website and surf around I get knots in my stomach. seriously. I know; get a grip. I'm walking that line between being super excited and terrified. I've put my goal out there (meaning the words "I want to break 2 hours" have actually come out of my mouth when other people are around and not just spoken in my head), and I'm feeling some fear of failure pressure. It's a good thing (I think).
So far my longest run is 9 miles and I've thrown in speed work and tempo runs during the week. My training is actually going unbelievably well and I'm hitting all my goals. The only nagging factor is my foot. My plantar fasciitis is teasing me. Right now it's only talking to me- soreness in my arch and pain in my heel, but not when I run. I've gotten new shoes that I'm wearing only for running (except for right now- I stepped in dog poo with my other pair and am too lazy to clean it off). I'm wearing sneakers all the time I'm not sleeping (yes, even to church!). I'm icing after every run, massaging my foot with a golf ball every night, wearing my night splint and stretching like a mad woman. I don't think there's anything else I can do to help it. I have a 10 mile run on Saturday and that will be a huge test because 9 miles is where I fell apart at the last Princess race. If at any point my foot goes from talking to me to yelling at me I will immediately back off.
My eating isn't great but it isn't horrible either. I haven't lost the 10 pounds I wanted to. I'm not running as many miles each week as I probably should, but you know what? I'm okay with that. I can't do it all. I am a perfectionist by nature (at least that's how I want myself to look), but I've decided it's not worth it. I can only do what I can do and in my opinion, that's enough.
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