Monday, April 14, 2014
...go out in the morning rain. I'm not truly English and, according to the song, they actually go out in the midday sun. But it's raining:
here, so I thought I'd improvise a bit.
Stood on the scale this morning and didn't like what I saw, so corralled the dog and took her for another 4 mile hike in woods with the rain coming down. She wasn't especially thrilled getting wet, but seemed to manage okay. We both did.
Had a epiphany of sorts yesterday when I was reaching into the kitchen cupboard for something: I eat when I'm happy.
Not maniacal like SpongeBob here, but just that sense of happiness one gets from time to time when things are going pretty right. I knew that ate when stressed or bored, but this happy thing caught me off-guard.
Hm, since being happy is a part of life (or should be), I'm not gonna go out of my way to make it crappy. I could be confusing the situation with a sense of 'reward', too. In simple terms: ran 2 miles = happy = eat more. Or: finish a big project = happy = restaurant dinner.
Anyway, I guess awareness is the first step, right?
Sunday, April 13, 2014
I had one of these this morning:
If I had to sum up Timmie's coffee in one word it would be: SMOOTH. It was the right thing at the right time, you know?
One other item that was the right thing at the right time: the 4.1 mile hike in the woods with the dog. That was pretty smooth, too. And now I'm off to mow. Have a great Sunday all!
Tuesday, April 08, 2014
When I ran my half-marathon on Sunday it presented an issue. Not of training or logistics, but of what to wear. In training I wear one brand of capri-ish tights made by Fila. They're black, part spandex, don't show anything they're not supposed to show, i.e. sweat, and I love' em. So, with the bottom half covered, the top becomes the thing.
In training, I wear an old white tech shirt from a 5K done years ago under another long sleeved, albeit cotton, shirt. It's been cold here in Ohio. This shirt has a few minor holes in the underarms as I found out a few weeks ago (hey, nothing gets past me). I figured for the race that if I didn't volunteer for anything (raise my hand), it would be fine. But yeah, cotton is not so fine for sweat. And I do sweat, not glow.
So off to the store, something I normally avoid like the plague, the day before the race. Yep, sometimes I'm a procrastinator.
I procrastinate because they don't make running clothes (tops) in my size. I'm somewhere between a large and an extra large in athletic wear. The sweet-looking shirts and colorful pullovers and jackets all seem geared for little girls with no boobs and/or shoulders. Totally not knocking the slim folks--I aim to emulate them as soon as I get rid of a few or 30 pounds, but in the meantime shopping is tough.
I Googled "active wear' for larger chicks and was unable to find anything in that awesome grey area of a smidge larger than large. In my fantasy dream world there would be a place that sells lovely functional running clothes for us in-betweens. You could buy tops that fit well. The drape would not cling to the belly fat roll (or show the back one, if we're being honest), but fall delicately to the waist line without a ton of fabric, and still stand up to a hard 10K or more. And since we're talking about a fantasy, maybe you could return the clothes when you changed sizes--wouldn't that be good? Where is this nirvana?
The stars were aligned because I did find a blue half-zip to wear for the race made by Nike, extra large, on sale. But it's something that if I lose 5 or more pounds will probably be too large. I hate spending money for something I'll outgrow.
Sunday, April 06, 2014
The race today was awesome. I had 2 prerequisites going in: it had to cheap and it had to be close. The early bird discount for this race (they also had a full marathon) was $25 bucks, and it was only 40 minutes away.
The Ohio River Road Runner’s Club (ORRRC) put on a good race. It’s small by any standards at around 2000 entrants and is held in Xenia—a smallish town that was almost blown away by an F5 tornado in 1974. The course was a loop n’ back, mostly on a ‘rails to trails’ type of bike and running path. With the first and only loop, we were out in the country—beautiful running there. In fact, it was a beautiful day, especially when it started out like this:
Weather: started out at 29 chilly degrees, was 48 degrees when I crossed the finish line, sunny
Miles: 13.1, long rolling hills and flats
Total time: 2 hrs, 45 minutes and 37 secs. I was hoping to break 3 hours, was gonna settle for 3.5. This is so cool!
Average Pace: 12: 39 (according to my Garmin, I did anything from 12:08 to 13:10). The average pace per mile was surprising because in training I kept hovering around 13:40-13:47.
Intervals: anywhere from 4 min (run): 1 min (walk) to 2:1 to 1:30:30, all depending on terrain and tiredness
Fuel: only took 1 GU (Salted Caramel—YUM) at mile 8. I had pre-race oatmeal (plus a few walnuts and a bit of banana thrown in) that held me through until then.
Speaking of training, I used this method from Jeff Galloway, www.jeffgalloway.com/training/half-m
arathon-training/ , and it really saw me through the whole thing. I had been running for a while before starting the training so didn’t stick to his interval times per se (generally 1:1 works well for me). But I did my best to be faithful to the miles. Can’t say enough about how good it was to train this way.
1. Body glide: when you think you have enough on, slather on some more. I have a few hot spots, mostly on the front of my shoulders where the bra straps were rubbing.
2. I had a hard time figuring out the watering holes, despite having them written on my hand, lol: . I didn’t carry water, so I had to depend on the timing to take the GU because it’s best with a few ounces of water.
3. I found I have a certain rhythm to my pace (because of training) and I easily slipped into that ‘sweet spot’ during my intervals.
4. There wasn’t much, if any fanfare, from cheering crowds at this local race, but I found I really liked the simplicity of just getting out to run.
5. Post-race was pretty simple, too. However, I got a great-looking medal, and an intensely orange tech shirt that I can use if I ever want to stand-in for a traffic cone. And as for post-race munchies, they had soup! Now when I think about post-race food, soup does not immediately spring to mind, but this was the best homemade soup I’ve ever had—chicken noodle (they had 3 kinds). The saltiness was terrific, because judging from the salt rings around my neck and forehead and oddly enough the knees of my tights, I needed it.
6. I saw a lot (a lot!) of Air Force marathon t-shirts out there today. Am seriously thinking that might be my next half ;-).
Super race, fabulous day!
Wednesday, April 02, 2014
There's a bit more to being or getting motivated than a bunch of words. That being said, here are some favorite words for you (and reminders for me) today:
All is well.
Believe you can.
Everything is possible.
Never give up.
Seize the day.
Do it now.
Make things happen.
Do your best.
Get An Email Alert Each Time SMITTY4RL Posts