Sunday, June 16, 2013
The Orange County Classic 10K has been going on for years and years and years. So I always knew about it, race weekend was always big coverage in the local newspaper. So when I decided to do it this year, it was a victory for me. I had *never* imagined that I would be in good enough shape to enter this race. 6 miles for fatty me? Eek!
This race has African guest runners. 'nuff said.
Training was ...not good at best, spotty at worst. But I've gotten tired of complaining here on SP that "oh, I'm not ready, I'm worried" blah, blah, blah. BORING! I am The Optimist. I embrace my possibilities, acknowledge my weaknesses and have a personal mission to inspire others. We are the poor masses, pounding out 10 minute miles. We are the middle-aged, never-before athletes. Sorry, we dont stand a snowballs chance of beating the 20 something fresh from college kid. The only thing we can beat is our own demons and our own time.
Once you accept this truth - you are racing against yourself - life gets alot more exciting.
But back to the course. I ran into someone at the starting line that was at the "Just Tri It" Triathlon in Monroe NY last year. She said she has run the Classic every year for 10 years, but she hasnt run more than a mile in 6 months. 4 kids and a new full time job. "The only exercise I've gotten is running up and down the stairs with laundry!" Plus she had just gotten off a 12 hour shift at work. But she was still there! She said dont try to hang with her because she was just focusing on completing. That was nice.
She warned me about the hills. Oh dear she was right. But it was such a lovely route, families with sprinklers that you could run through, went through a park at one point. A circle route, which I like more than out and back courses.
The Africans finished in 29 minutes. Seriously. If I compared myself to that I would be depressed and angry. My goal time was 54 minutes and not to walk. Failed on both parts (Damn you hills!) Final time was 66 minutes and there were lots of walk breaks. But I was out there and inspired to keep going. After the race, I got a chance to hang with the president of the local runners club and am going to join.
DH was feeling poorly from a weekend shift so he opted to stay home with child. So no pictures.
I really want to encourage everyone to sign up for some kind of race this year. There are 5Ks almost every weekend if you know where to look. Its so much fun to challenge yourself and the camaraderie of the race is so motivating. Dont focus on the finish line, focus on the starting line. High five the spectators and say thank you to the volunteers. Run your own race. Dont stress if you have to walk a bit. Its better than nothing at all.
Saturday, June 01, 2013
My job is a total of 3 miles from my house. Occasionally I have to carry things, but usually its just me an my lunch. I would really like to start biking. Does any Sparkers have advice on this: particularly not arriving at work as a sweaty mess? Do you bring clothes and change or just try to take it easy. Where do you park? How do you broach the topic with your boss, do I even need to?
Thanks Biking Sparkers!
Monday, May 27, 2013
Yesterday I did the trail run at my MILs house. Its been a while, and I remembered having an epiphany last year on this exact trail. (Blog date is Aug 6th "Aliens have eaten my brain") I realized that running was coming easier.
Now that was after a summer of running and working hard. Yesterdays run was not nearly as easy - so for curiosity I looked up my time for that "easy" run vs yesterday's harder run.
Both times: 27 min.
I feel this is significant, although I'm not sure exactly how.
“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”
I am powerful beyond measure. Perhaps a marathon in a few years is not such an insane idea.....but I want to get past the HM this year first before I commit!
Sunday, May 19, 2013
Bacon??!? I can hear the teeming millions gasp. Bacon is verboten on this website. Its evil incarnate! Delicious, fatty, smokey bacon....
Bacon is definitely a "sometimes food" I only buy it 1-2x per year. And today was a perfect day to handle the prep. Its cool and dampish, great excuse for firing the oven.
1) on a rimmed baking sheet, put a cookie cooling rack.
2) lay out the bacon. Top with a second cooling rack.
3) In a cold oven, bake the bacon. 350 for ~30 min for slightly chewy bacon, or for "storing" partially cooked in the freezer. Go to 400 for super crisp bacon ready to eat (a great trick for brunch parties when you are feeding a crowd)
The fat drips off the bacon. Once you drain it on paper towels, you have the "healthiest" bacon possible. Its still a sometimes food, but you can feel better about eating it those times.
Bonus: no messy bacon splatters on stovetop or microwave!
For my southern friends: you can save the bacon grease in the normal way. (My MIL puts a bit on top of her chicken before roasting it. AMAZING.)
Store cooled bacon in the freezer and reheat for 1-2 min in the pan. Or I'll put a few pieces on top of the toast and let it reheat in the toaster oven.
Thursday, May 09, 2013
Once upon a time there was a little boy named Eammon who was born with Cystic Fibrosis. Its a genetic disorder where your lung goo is extra thick and you are basically strangling on snot your entire life.
You have a mother who loves you, because hey, who wouldnt, and because she's frustrated with your disease she decided to hold a fundraiser for CF research. Only she doesnt have a raffle or a charity ball or even a 5K. No. Eammon's mother is a Type A Overachiever. (I like her already) She organizes a Duathalon in the village of New Paltz, NY.
Entry is limited to 150 people, the run courses (2 miles each for leg 1 & 3) are along a rail trail (meaning **dead flat**) and the bike course is through some of the prettiest spring countryside you could see. We were inbetween farms and the Wallkill River the whole time. I saw hawks! People fishing! Horses. And did I mention this was pretty darned flat too.
Look! It's a terrible selfie with the transition area in the background.
There were no numbers on the bike racks, but they weren't necessary because it wasn't overcrowded with hyper-competitive jerks. I scored a spot on the end and used a nearby low-wall to put my nibbles.
Nutrition this race continued to be a peanut butter and jelly sandwich 1 hour before gun. Works like a charm for me. Fitness has been rough with a long, cold snowy winter and a new job putting a major crimp on my time. Mostly, I was in this for ... um the fun of it.
Ok, now y'all think I really am loopy for calling a duathalon fun. But hey, some people have strange hobbies.
Anyway, running continues to be my strongest area 17 min for 1st 2 miles, 22 min for last 2 miles. Bike continues to be my weakness, 55 min for 12 miles. Roads were open but lightly traveled and intersections were well monitored. Many people pass me. I comfort myself with the knowledge that getting back out of the parking lot will not be a logjam. Everyone else will be gone by the time I'm done!
Chips? Race this small dont need no stinkin' timing chip. Its one wave. This guy has the official clock around his neck. They record your number as you come in and out.
And I finished. Actually this photo is a total lie. My sister took advantage of the gorgeous weather to go hike something called Gertrude's Nose in the 'Gunks. I had no support squad. It had to happen sometime. After I finished and caught my breath, I asked a random stranger to take my picture as I ran across the finish line again. 'cause I knew you would want to see it. Shh. Dont tell anyone. This will be our little secret, ok?
And now that the race is over I can reap my reward. This is the omelet I asked my father to make with eggs and potato. He does an amazing Tortilla Espanol and this one was OUTSTANDING.
And Eammon. Lets not forget about Eammon. Not only was this a terrific race: well organized, small enough, beginner friendly course...how can you not love a race where this is on the sign in table:
Wishing you a successful racing season:
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