Thursday, March 14, 2013
I grew up during the Star Wars era and it is my favorite movie of all time, I have seen it so many times I know the words before they are even spoken, so you could say I'm a Star Wars fanatic, a Jedi-Master "wanna-be", yep, certifiable true Star Wars geek.
Yoda is one of my favorite characters (besides the hunky Han Solo, lol), so it's only fitting to point out a few lessons I've learned along the way with my Jedi training, ooops, I mean marathon training.
1. "A Jedi must have the deepest commitment, the most serious mind"
I knew running a marathon would take commitment, but I had no idea how much time this training would consume. 18 weeks of commitment, running 4 days per week, 6-10 hours per week. Staying upbeat and totally motivated is a commitment all by itself. Life has been put on hold for the past 18 weeks, I would like to thank those who have shown me patience and understanding as I have worked on this personal goal - you rock and you didn't even sign up for a marathon, lol.
2. "Pass on what you have learned "
I have tried to pass on to others all the valuable lesson's I've learned along the way, i.e. fueling, hydration, running shoe issues, things that have worked/things that didn't work and mistakes I've made along the way. I appreciate all that I have learned from other runners.
3. Luke says to Yoda... "I don't believe it" and Yoda says... "that is why you fail"
I can't run a marathon is what I originally thought, but over the past 18 weeks I have learned that I can do anything I set my mind to do. Who woulda thought I could do 18-20 mile long runs? surely not me, but I'm a believer now. This has been a spiritual journey as well as a physical one. Failure is NOT an option.
4. " Do, or Do not, there is no try"
Some days I had to drag myself out of the house for a run, I just plain ole didn't feel like doing it, too tired, other things to do. A 10-miler on the schedule on a weekday, oh great....I can't do 10 tonight to many other things to do, I just don't have time, blah, blah, blah. Well guess what? Do or Do Not, and I did, and I am so glad I did. I just had to keep repeating to myself my personal mantra..."I can quit when I'm done, not when I'm tired"
5. "Already know you that which you need"
Am I ready for the big day? Well yes I am. I feel confident in all the things I have learned, all the training, the good runs and the bad runs.
So does all this mean that I am truly a Jedi Master now??
Yoda.... "You must confront Vader, and then, only then a Jedi will you be"
I must confront VADER (26.2 miles).
Am I nervous to confront Vader? yes a few butterflies maybe
Am I prepared? Yep, armed with GU, water, headphones and my running shoes and a positive "can-do, must-do and will-do" attitude (I have to leave the light saber at home, no room in the fanny pack)
Will I cross that finish line? Absolutely
I am ready to confront Vader. 3 more days and I will be a Jedi Master.
images from google
Monday, February 18, 2013
Sis and I set out on Friday morning for our 20-mile run. We were using this long run as a mock race for the marathon, working on our nutrition and hydration, etc. The weather was absolutely perfect, 60 degrees and no wind, ahhhhhh a runner's dream. (BTW, the next day it was 32 degrees and we got a dusting of snow, then freezing rain) I had planned the route so we would be running on the asphalt most of the time (sidewalks will kill the calves) and tried to avoid as much traffic as possible, so 10 miles out on paved bike paths and trolley lanes. Here's the half-way, turn around point.
Feeling great and strong. We had planned a water stop when we reached the boardwalk, and the water fountain was inoperable (again) - a strongly worded letter to the City of Virginia Beach will be in the mail today regarding that. So we stopped across the street at a 7-11 and were going to fill up our empty water bottles, well no water on the soda fountain, uggh. We asked the cashier if she had a water fountain somewhere we could fill them up, and she said she could fill them up in the sink, she took our bottles and was about to fill them up when this young punk cashier said that they could not fill up our water bottles. What the heck, really? I was so mad....a strongly worded letter to the manager of 7-11 will be coming today too. I had $5 in my fanny pack and could have purchased my own water, however this was not the point. This just really bugged me, a city that is supposed to be so great for vacationers and tourists and yet they can't even treat the locals with any compassion, can you tell I'm a bit miffed at that? Rant over. We ended up stopping at the restroom facility 10 blocks from there to fill up our bottles.
Next 9 miles were fine - great even, until both Sis and I started to feel out feet burning around mile 19.5, what was this? this has never happened before, oh my the pain, so we pretty much limped it the last half-mile home. It occured that we either had some toe trama going on or blisters, ugggh, we were both too afraid to take our shoes off to find out until after our stretching. We enjoyed a chocolate milk celebratory toast, what a great run, what a super accomplishment, and we talked about what worked and what didn't work.
Then we sat down to reveal the aching feet.....BLISTERS, owieee. Never ever had blisters before. We didn't do anything different this time than any previous runs, except going 4 extra miles. Ouch, I spent the rest of the weekend nursing huge, quarter size blisters on my big toe and my second toe. I Still feeling it today, but I have to suck it up, more runs to do this week.
This month marks my 4-year anniversary on Spark so I wanted to post this absolutely hideous, one of my most embarassing pics to remind me why I keep sparking, eating healthy and running.
Thursday, February 14, 2013
Happy Valentine's Day everyone. Do yourself a big favor today, love yourself.
32 days until the marathon. Big 20-mile run tomorrow, looking forward to a lovely weather day and some new snacks in our fanny packs for the run. Getting there, one run at a time.
Monday, February 11, 2013
It was mighty cold on race day, 32 degrees and a 30 mph wind, oh my. If I didn't have this race on my marathon training plan I would have been very tempted to sit this one out, ooooohhhh it was sooo windy, uggh.
Here's the crew pre-race (Sis, her daughter Madison and me) - crazy glasses to go with the festive heart ribbon headbands we made.
This was Madison's first race by herself, she ran the kids mile and proudly earned her medal, way to go Maddie.
Then the dreaded time came, time to line up outside, do we really have to go outside? Did I mention the cold and wind already?
Jogging in place trying to keep warm, didn't work though.
How's that for a fake smile, trying to be positive, brrrrrrr.
Most of the race was run into the wind, just our luck. It was so brutal running into the wind, put the head down and just pressed onward. It's gonna be a long 9 miles.
There were a couple of miles where the wind was at our back so we took advantage of that to make up for the time we lost having to slow down going into the wind. Daddy always says...you have to run in all kinds of weather because you certainly can't pick you race day weather, darn.
My heart rate was getting a little too high for my comfort running into the wind so around mile 7 I was wearing down, but Sis kept cracking the whip. We were almost there.
Rounding the corner to finish inside, yeah, finally we would be out of the wind and cold. Our time was a little slower than we had planned but given the elements, we feel pretty good about our effort. I know I gave it 100% effort. Our finishing time was 1:41.
Thanks to our cheering squad, Dad and hubby. I know you guys were freezing too.
Time for some well earned food. Hot soup.
Proud that we finished, proud that we stuck it out despite the artic conditions, and proud to be finished, next stop Marathon.
Those rosy red cheeks are windburn.
After the race I got to enjoy some grandma time with my grandson, he's getting so big.
This week is the longest run yet, 20 miles on tap for Friday. Then I get to spend the evening with the teen grandkids, yeah.
Thursday, February 07, 2013
Well this about sums it all up about the marathon training.
Getting there, one mile at a time and hanging tough. 38 days to go.
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