Recovery Week Running Recap

Thank you all for your kind words about last week’s race. I’m getting over it. I went into the race with 3 goals, the last being to at least have fun, and I missed all of these goals. While this made me feel as if I had “failed” I’m realizing that failing would have been to quit when I knew I wasn’t going to meet these goals (Either to BQ, PR or have fun). But I suffered through it, and I am proud of that.

Re-reading my post and trying to imagine that I was reading someone else’s re-cap, I came to the realization that I am pretty hard on myself. I think that’s part of the nature of runners. We strive to be our best selves and we push ourselves hard to meet goals and if we miss them, we are upset and blame ourselves. We have the inherent need to become better and when we don’t, it’s very upsetting. I do believe that pushing yourself hard can really pay off, but you also need to be kind to yourself and remember that you are human. So, I had a bad day? Who cares? I’m going to use the letdown to fuel me for my next race.

And now, on to last week’s running recap.

Monday: REST

Tuesday: Easy 3 AM, Easy 4 lunchtime

Wednesday: Easy 4, PIYO DVD in the evening

Thursday: Easy 5

Friday: 6 miles AM with a few fast miles thrown in, 2 miles PM

Saturday: Attempted long run, quit at 10 – easy pace

Sunday: 6 mile progression

Total miles: 40

Also, lots of foam rolling, stretching and light yoga

And the details:

I woke up Sunday morning pretty sore. I did not run at all, but I did take Max to a birthday party for my niece and nephew who were turning one. I did quite a lot of chasing after Max and playing with kids. Somehow, I always end up as the adult playing with about 10 kids. I suppose I am a kid at heart 🙂

This guy keeps me young :)
This guy keeps me young 🙂

By Monday the soreness was greatly reduced, but I again did nothing. I was ITCHING to run. Like, if I didn’t run soon I was going to lose my mind. Maybe I need to find some additional stress relievers?

Tuesday morning I did a short, easy 3 miles. It felt GOOD. I’ve find that the first run back after a race often feels a little stiff, but I didn’t notice any of that. I still had a little bit of soreness, and this run helped to release it.

I had a light day at work, and the opportunity to run at lunch that day. Who am I to turn down a run opportunity? I ran 4 easy miles on part of the marathon course from the Indianapolis Marathon. It was weird how different I felt on Tuesday as opposed to race day. I felt relaxed and smooth and I wasn’t hating life, like I had been at the race. What a difference it makes to run without the pressure of a race. I realize the pressure is self-imposed, but it’s just amazing how different it feels to run for fun versus race.

Wednesday, Thursday and Friday’s runs were fairly unremarkable. I was able to get some speed out of these legs on Friday, so that was encouraging.

Saturday, I intended to run 14-16 miles. I am running the Monumental in 2 weeks, and in that weird place where I’m recovering from a marathon, but preparing for another. I figured a semi-long run at a very slow pace might give me some confidence and keep my endurance up.

In hindsight, this probably wasn’t a good idea. I felt pretty worn out by about mile 6. I cut my loop short and ended the run at 10 miles. My body needed some more recovery and I was fine with that.

I slept from 9 PM to 7 AM Saturday night, which is a lot more sleep than I usually get. My body is definitely craving rest, so these next two weeks before the Monumental will be all about easy runs and as much sleep as possible.

Sunday, I did eek out a pretty decent run. It was an unplanned progression, with my last mile at 7:58. Then, I slept 10 hours again last night.

I’m still not 100% sure I will run the full at the Monumental on November 6th. I’m going to see how this week of running goes.

How was your week in running? Are you recovering from a race or getting ready for one?

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That Time I Failed Miserably

Sadly, I did not BQ on Saturday.

I didn’t even PR.

I ran nearly 2 minutes slower than my PR.

What happened? Well, I’m not 100% sure. I’ve thought about it a lot and I think there were a few factors that led to my missed goal.

We’ll get to those in a minute. First, let’s rewind and recap the race.

I took the day off on Friday, the day before the race. I slept in till 8 and then had to wake Max up at 8:30. WHO IS THIS KID? I think he knew I needed the rest.

At the apple orchard
At the apple orchard

We spent the day as a family, picking apples, drinking cider slushies and relaxing. I felt very anxious all day—a total departure from my zen-like attitude toward the race of late. To be honest, I was doubting my ability to finish, second-guessing my training and just worried. It was weird, because I don’t normally feel this way before a race. I’m usually a little nervous, but mainly excited. It wasn’t fun.

Race morning I got up at 6, dressed and ate a bagel. It was chilly out – about 32 – with a predicted high of 55. I wore a lightweight long-sleeve tech shirt and shorts, with a throwaway hoodie and pants.

I got to the race early, stayed warm in my car and then met up with my sister. I felt like I might puke for some reason. I got in my corral and the gun went off. Go time!

*NOTE: I am using the split times I have from Strava. These times are innacurate from about mile 19 on because Strava auto-pauses when I stop—and I stopped a lot those last few miles. For 19 on, I’ll give an estimated time based on my finish time. If I can get garmin connect to load up, I’ll update the splits at a later time, as these are more accurate.

The race started and I struggled to get in a good position. I was jumping and dodging people and I could tell that I was going pretty fast. My Garmin was jumping all over the place as I slowed down when I was stuck behind people and sped up to pass. Mile 1- 7:59

The next few miles were a blur. I knew I was going too fast. But I thought that I might be able to hang on. I did plenty of fast finish long runs. I can do this. Miles 2-7 – 8:04, 8:17, 8:12, 8:18, 8:24, 8:26

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Around mile 8, this hills started. Damn, I should have done more hill training. Just hang on around 8:30 pace and you’ll make it up after the hill section. Around mile 10, a guy running barefoot fell into step with me. I was fascinated by his feet, which were so dirty and calloused, they made mine look pretty. He was a badass. Miles 8-11 –8:33, 8:13, 8:26, 8:41

The hills were finally over. Instead of picking up the pace, I found myself slipping. I was hurting. Already? We got to the point where the half-marathoners turn to finish. I want to go finish with them. I convinced myself to keep going. I knew, right there, that it was going to be a rough 13 more miles. Miles 12-13-8:33, 8:31

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At this point, I figured I could salvage the race as long as I held onto an 8:30-8:40 pace. I could still PR. But hanging on proved harder than I thought. At some point during these miles, I told myself that a 9:00 pace was fine. So I stuck to that. This is when I mentally gave up. I even asked myself, “Why am I doing this?” And I could not come up with one reason why. I was hurting. I was tired. My brain was done. I couldn’t believe how early in the race this had happened. WTF is happening? Miles 14-19 –8:40, 8:42, 8:45, 8:55, 9:00, 8:57

Hating life at this moment...probably one of my worst race photos ever.
Hating life at this moment…probably one of my worst race photos ever.

At mile 21, I saw my sister. This is an out and back course, and you run adjacent to other runners ahead of you for a few miles. She was at 17 and looked so strong. She yelled and waved and told me how awesome I was doing. She gave me some life I desperately needed. I can do this. Just hang on to a 9 min pace. Nope, the pace continued to slip. And then I started stopping at every water stop, which was about every mile. I stopped for up to 30 seconds each time. I was OVER IT. Miles 20-26 –roughly 9:30 average (don’t have correct splits from my Strava due to auto-pause feature)

We crested the only real hill in the second half and then took a curvy road to the finish. I knew I was almost done and tried to dig deep, but I had nothing. My legs felt like lead and my left hamstring was screaming at me. And then, I saw my husband holding Max, my mother- and father-in-law, and my husband’s aunt and uncle. I nearly lost it as Max cheered for me. Seeing all these people that care about me out there helped me finish.

Waving to my family!
Waving to my family!
Here comes the ugly cry
Here comes the ugly cry

I was done. Thank God it’s OVER!

DONE. OVER IT.
DONE. OVER IT.

Max ran to me and then got really upset about the foil blanket. I threw it out and hugged my sweet boy and my husband. His parents and aunt and uncle told me how great I did and were just so nice. I tried to hold back the tears because I was so disappointed. I just couldn’t figure out what happened.

Overall Stats: Final Time: 3:53:54. (8:56 pace)

9th out of 55 in my division

38Th female out of 286

129th place overall

I am disappointed, sad and a little embarrassed. I told so many people, including anyone who reads this blog, that I was going for a BQ. It sucks to have people ask how it went and have to tell them that not only did I not BQ, but I didn’t even PR and I missed my goal by almost 20 minutes.

I’m frustrated with myself and with the marathon distance. Pretty sure I told my father-in-law as we walked back to the car after the race that I was done with marathons.

After processing this race for a few days, I’ve come to few conclusions as to why this race went so poorly for me and some solutions to these issues to put into practice ASAP:

I went out too fast. RUN SLOW AT THE BEGINNING OF RACES EVEN IF YOU FEEL GOOD. Duh.

I gave up mentally. Stay positive and believe in yourself. YOU CAN DO THIS.

I should’ve done more hill training. Run hills once a week. Boom. Easy.

I’m not as physically strong as I need to be. Do more strength training. Cut back on mileage if necessary to squeeze it in. No excuses.

I’m sure there’s other things that I did wrong at the race and during training, but these seem like the most likely culprits and the most fixable.

It’s disheartening to me that I trained pretty hard for 4 months, getting up at the crack of dawn most days and running 6-7 days a week only to fail. I’m still kind of bitter about that.

I’m also really humbled to realize that after 8 full marathons and 7 half marathons, I’m only just now learning how to race. I find it easier to do the training and the workouts than it is to mentally figure out racing and follow-through with a race plan. It’s just plain hard.

But, I’m trying to put this all into perspective. This is not a big deal. There are people with real problems out there. It’s just running. I just need to get over it. 2 years ago I would have been over the moon about a sub-4. I have to remember how far I’ve come.

So, here’s what’s next: I am signed up for the Monumental Marathon on November 7th. I originally signed up on a whim a few weeks ago when they posted on Facebook that they were 95% full. I blame taper crazies and the race director’s clever ploy to add urgency to the purchase. I figured Fort Harrison would be my “A” race and then I would take it really easy at the Monumental or step down to the half if I didn’t feel rested enough. I did run these two races back to back in 2010 and 2011, so I believe I can do it. But, I’m feeling so over the marathon distance that I’m not sure what I’m going to do yet.

My husband planted the seed that the Monumental could be my redemption race, but I’m almost positive I won’t be recovered enough to full out race. I’ll decide the week of whether I will run the full or half, and whether I feel recovered enough to try to PR (3:52:11 is my PR).

I still feel like I have a ton to say about this race, about how frustrated and mad at myself I am and how jaded I am with marathons, but I think this post is getting a little long. If you’ve made it this far, I applaud you for listening to my whining this long.

To sum it up: It wasn’t my day.

Highs and Lows of The Last 7 Weeks of Marathon Training

In 3 days I’ll be running a marathon.

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Scratch that – 3 days from now I’ll be done running a marathon, cuddling on the couch with my sweet 2-year-old and double-fisting a mimosa and a chocolate milkshake from Steak’n’Shake.

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No matter what happens on Saturday, I feel really good about this training cycle. I was flexible, I didn’t beat myself up, and I enjoyed running while not letting it interfere with my life.

Win-win-win.

I won’t bore you with 7 weeks of training logs. Or maybe that interests you? I doubt it. Let’s just cover the highs and the lows of the second half of Indianapolis Marathon – Home Page training, shall we?

The Lows

Injury Scare-I wore ridiculously high wedges to my brother’s wedding Labor Day weekend—this after 13 consecutive days of running because I’m a moron. I woke up the next morning with so much achiness in my shin that I thought it was a stress fracture. I’m also a tad bit dramatic when I think I’m injured. I took a few days off, and realized that it was getting steadily better. Then I put two and two together and figured it was the damn shoes. I swore I would not wear wedges or heels until after the marathon.

Hubs and I at the wedding, I couldn't find any good picks of the offending shoes. They have since been burned.
Hubs and I at the wedding, I couldn’t find any good picks of the offending shoes. They have since been burned.

A Week of Treadmill Running-I traveled to Boulder, CO the second week of September for work. I was in BOULDER. Ya know, running mecca? I didn’t get to run outside once the whole time I was there. Thanks to work all day everyday from 8:30 to 6:30, followed by dinners out, the only time I had to run was early. I didn’t want to run in the dark somewhere I don’t know, so I made friends with the treadmill. #travelingrunnerfail

It stinks that I didn’t get to enjoy the beautiful Boulder trails, but on the plus side, I did some killer speedwork.

Long Run Fail– I got home from said trip to Boulder late Friday night and planned to do a 20-miler early Saturday morning before I picked Max up at the in-laws. The run started at 5 and I felt like death. Maybe it was due to lack of sleep all week, a little too much alcohol 5 days straight and some serious humidity, but that was a sad attempt. I capped it at 17-miles and tried not to stress too much about my craptastic performance. My overall pace was fine, but I felt like I was barely moving and that I could never, ever run 26.2 miles.

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The Highs

Long Run Success- After my failed attempt, I went for another 20-miler a week later. I managed to drag my butt out of bed at 4 and was outside and moving by 4:15. I was motivated by the fact that I won’t have to get up that early again for a long, long time.

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It was pretty much a perfect long run. It felt nice and comfortable, and I actually enjoyed that the majority of the run was in the dark. I also listened to an excellent book, which made the time fly by—The Admissions by Meg Mitchell Moore. I’ve had to run super early this whole training cycle in order to be home when Max wakes up, and for some of my runs I’ve done the first part on the treadmill and the second half outside. This saves me from running in the dark the whole time, but also makes for a more painful second half. Something about the treadmill kicks my butt, which is why I just wanted to do this whole run outside.

Early Morning Runs-I’ve successfully made the transition to a morning runner. I was able to get in so many more runs because I’ve stuck to the morning plan. At this point, I actually wake-up a few minutes before my alarm goes off. WHO AM I?

 

Must run in the morning so I have time to play drums with this guy!
Must run in the morning so I have time to play drums with this guy!

No Stress-I’ve had a cool as a cucumber approach to this training cycle and I feel a lot less beaten down. Usually, by the time my taper comes around I feel physically and mentally drained. And then I spend three weeks obsessing over whether I did enough. Not this time. Life is so full these days that running is not the main thing on my mind—and I love that. I get up, I do my run and get my “me-time” and then it’s on to my day. I’ve found when I don’t expend so much mental energy on my running that I actually run a lot stronger.

Unrelated...but cute
Unrelated…but cute

The Outcome

Well, we’ll find out on Saturday, right? I will say that overall, I think that I am in shape to run close to a BQ, but it’s going to have to be a perfect day. I strongly believe that a PR is in reach, as long as I take the first few miles SLOW. I’m guessing I’ll end up somewhere in the 3:40s possible upper 3:30s. I know, that’s a big range. But I’ve run enough marathons to know that ANYTHING can happen.

Cruising on my way to PR city!
Running last year’s Monumental Marathon

Ultimately, all I really care about is running in the moment and enjoying the race. This is the last year that there will be a full marathon at this race (the half will continue next year- not sure if they will change the name?) and I want to savor the beautiful course. The Indianapolis Marathon was my very first full in 2007 and I’m so sad it will be gone next year. I’ve run the half or the full every year since then except for 2008 and 2014, and I want to relish running my hometown marathon one last time. Finishing this year will definitely be bittersweet.

Do you have a race that you hold near and dear?

Who’s racing this weekend? If you’ve already done a fall race, tell me about it! I’m so out of the loop!

 

 

 

Indianapolis Marathon Training Week #8

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Am I seriously already halfway through my training for the Indianapolis Marathon? Where the %^&$* did the time go?

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Last week was pretty solid, except I only had one real “workout” – Wednesday morning’s tempo that would be more aptly described as a progression run. Or something like that. I did do a long run on Friday that ended up being 2 miles less than the plan, but I’m still pretty happy with it. But, I’m getting ahead of myself. Here’s the rundown:

Monday: Off. Lots of glorious sleep. But not really, because my toddler is going through some things and had quite a few wake-ups last week. Andy and I use the phrase “going through some things” anytime Max has unexplained fussy or sleepless behavior 🙂

Tuesday: 6 miles total. 4 miles at lunch (8:30 average pace) + 2 miles late night (8:34 average pace)that weren’t really necessary, but I was frustrated with life stuff and needed to run off some aggression.

Wednesday: 6.2 miles. First mile at 8:40 then 7:59, 7:47, 7:34, 7:26, 7:57 and the last .2 at 8:17

Wednesday morning run
Wednesday morning run

Thursday: 10 miles total. 7.1 miles AM (9:08 average pace), 3 miles PM (8:35 average pace) outside. Max goes to my in-law’s house on Thursdays and they drop him off around 6. Which means if I can get home by 5:30 I can squeeze in a run. Made it home at the exact same time my in-laws got there. Max was grossed out by the “wetty hug” I gave him 🙂

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Friday: 17 miles total. 16 mile long run with the first 10 easy pace, last 6 at tempo pace. My original plan was to do 18 miles with 8 at tempo pace, but I ran out of time. My legs were also toast, so if I had not run out of time, I probably would have done the last two as cooldown miles. I was beat.  Splits from Strava:

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My Garmin said I ran 16.05 miles, while Strava says 16.4. Not sure which one is right, so I’m just going with my Garmin as far as mileage goes. I felt really strong those last 6 miles. I never would have believed even a year ago that I could hold those paces after already running 10 miles. I really don’t even believe them even though the numbers are right there in front of me. Did that really happen? I feel as if a BQ might be possible, especially after how good this felt. But, who knows? The hecklers in my brain (I imagine they look like Statler and Waldorf from the Muppets) are telling me this was a fluke or a computer error. Who knows? I’m just going to keep doing the work and will see where it gets me.

Where did the additional mile for the 17 mile total come from? My drill sergeant trainer, AKA Max, insisted that we run to the park. My legs were shot, so I figured I would walk him instead of run and take the shortest possible route. He kept saying “Faster, momma. Faster!” So I ended up jogging the ~half mile there and ~half mile back. I usually take the long route, so I wore my Garmin just to see the distance when I don’t add in any extras.

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Saturday: 7 miles total. 3.1 miles AM (9:19 average pace), 4 miles (9:00 average pace) during Max’s nap. I wasn’t planning to do the 4-miler, but I was itching to run and I told myself I could as long as I kept it easy.

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Sunday: 7 miles total. 4.3 miles AM (8:45 average pace), 2.7 miles (8:34 average pace) on the treadmill during nap time.

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Total: 53 miles

I’m happy with this, but I really don’t want to increase my mileage any more than this. I’d like to keep it in the upper 40s to low 50s and increase the quality, not the quantity, from here on out. I have the tendency to run junk miles whenever I get the chance (see Saturday and Sunday’s afternoon treadmill miles). Maybe those doubles are helping, but most likely they are just making me more tired. I woke up this morning feeling like I was hit by a bus and I’m sure it’s because of the added miles this weekend. I think I would have been better served by taking the day completely off on Saturday. Note to self: You don’t need to run ALL the miles.

In other news, Max and I had a fun weekend. If you’re new here, my husband works pretty much all weekend long, so it’s the Max and Mommy show Friday afternoon through Monday morning. Friday afternoon was when I hobbled him in the jogging stroller over to the park. We played there for HOURS. We have a game called “Slippery Slide” (Max named it), where he sits at the top of the slide and I climb up. When I get to the top, I act like I’m slipping off and I say “Max, save me! It’s so slippery!” and then he “saves me” by pushing me back down the slide. He gets really proud of himself and says “Saved Mommy!” He doesn’t quite get the saving concept, obviously 🙂

Saturday my friend and I took Max and her son, who is the same age as Max, to a kids’ workshop at Lowe’s. They were so too young for it and were not interested at all. She and I tried to do the project, but we couldn’t read the directions. Mommy fail, haha. We ended up bailing and letting the kids run around the store for awhile. The staff loved us (sarcasm).

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Boys and their tools! I love how it looks like they are legit shopping for stuff. Max is saying
Boys and their tools! I love how it looks like they are legit shopping for stuff. Max is saying “You see buddy, you need this doohickey to fix your broken tricycle.”

Sunday, Max and I went to our favorite place, the Children’s Museum. We go here at least twice a month. We spent a lot of time looking at and playing with trains.

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The Museum has a giant glass sculpture in the center by Dale Chihuly called “Fireworks of Glass.” It’s STUNNING. It extends all the way from the first floor to the fourth and is the focal point of the museum. In the basement, you can go underneath the sculpture and look at it from below. There’s also a bunch of fake “glass” pieces that kids can play with and create their own sculptures with. Max loved it!

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Sunday afternoon and evening were spent cleaning, playing and grocery shopping. Max woke up early from his nap, so I went and got him. I sat on the couch with him and he promptly fell asleep. I ended up holding him for about an hour while watching 27 Dresses and eating Skinny Pop white cheddar popcorn. It was blissful.
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Whew, that was a long recap! Cheers to a new week and being halfway to the start line!

P.S. – I started an Instagram just for Motherhood and Marathons! If you follow my personal insta and you want to see more running-related stuff, follow my m&m insta! If you don’t follow me, please do @motherhood_and_marathons !! 

How was your training last week? What did you do this weekend?

Don’t Sweat The Small Stuff

One more day ’till Friday, One more day ’til Friday!!

Can you tell I’m excited for the weekend? I feel like this week has kind of dragged on. I’ve been trying to spend more time with the husband in the evenings, which has led to late nights. He’s a stay-up-late kind of guy, as he often gets home from work after 11PM through the week and as late as 1AM on weekend. Last night he came home around 10:45 and instead of saying “Hi” to him real quick and then going to sleep, I stayed up to talk and watch TV with him. Quality time, yo.

As a result, my 5:30 AM alarm came way too quick. I snoozed until after 6 (EEK) and headed out for an easy run. Tuesdays and Thursdays are usually “workout” days, but Tuesday’s workout didn’t happen. I was comforting a sick/upset toddler in the morning, so I had to miss my morning run. Instead, I did an easyish run at lunch and a couple miles in the evening. I moved the workout to Wednesday, but of course the husband and I stayed up late Tuesday night watching Wayne’s World, and so I was late heading out the door. I squeezed in 6.3 miles yesterday with a few fast (for me) paces.

Wednesday morning run
Wednesday morning run

Long story short, I needed today to be easy since yesterday was a semi-workout. I’m considering moving Saturday’s long run to tomorrow and making up the Thursday workout on Sunday. Does that make any kind of sense? Haha, I just need two days between a hard run and a long run. This is all getting way too complicated for this early in the morning.

Anyway, I managed 7.1 easy paced miles this morning. I pushed my time, as Max is usually up between 7-7:15. I try to get home a little before 7, shower as quickly as possible and then go get him. He usually just wakes up and chills in his crib, talking to his stuffed animals or babbling about whatever random stuff is in his mind. He doesn’t usually cry or get upset unless he’s been awake for awhile and I haven’t gone to get him yet, and this only happens if I’m home late from running.

I came in this morning at 7:20, expecting to hear an upset Max. Instead – silence. The kid didn’t wake up until 8!?! I usually get him up after my shower and then blow-dry my hair while he watches cartoons or plays. I wake up the husband at 8, finish up my make-up and dart out the door. Today, I was pretty much ready by the time Max got up. Score!

Today's run
Today’s run

So my week may be a bit off, workout wise and mileage-wise, but I’m really fine with it. In the past, I would have obsessed. I would have done anything to stick to my exact training plan and would get pretty bent out of shape if I was “off.” I also ran way too many miles and was always exhausted. And my times were slower than they are now.

After having Max, I realized I could maximize my training by adding in one or two tough workouts a week, and losing some of the excess miles I was putting in. I’ve only done one full marathon since the little dude arrived, but I found the training sooo much more enjoyable because I eased up on myself. I aimed to hit the plan as much as possible, of course, but if I missed a run or workout, or didn’t hit the paces I wanted, who cared? I ended up running a 24-minute PR. I’d say flexibility works for me.

I’m also so much happier the less I worry about whether I ran 6 miles or 9 on any given day, or whether I hit 45 miles instead of 60 miles for the week. In the grand scheme of things, running is small potatoes. It’s what I do for fun. For stress relief – not added stress! I of course want to BQ this fall, but if it doesn’t happen, if have 30+ years of running (fingers crossed!!) to make it happen. I would rather be happy, fulfilled, and enjoying time with my friends and family versus losing sleep over my training. I’m focusing on what’s important and not sweating the small stuff. It’s definitely a much more fun way to train.

Wearing a suit is NOT SMALL STUFF according to Max. It's definitely worth sweating, or crying, over.
Wearing a suit is NOT SMALL STUFF according to Max. It’s definitely worth sweating, or crying, over.

Back to the grind I go!

What’s your workout today?

Don’t you forget about me…

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…but I’m sure you already have 🙂 I would have forgotten about this little blog by now, too.

It’s been like 3 months since I last blogged. I know. I know. I’m not the best at consistency in blogging.

I am great at consistency when it comes to eating too much candy (I do that on the regular), not folding laundry and (SHOCKER) getting up early and running.

I’ve talked about my struggle to become a morning runner before. Turns out, all I needed was absolutely no other option to force me out of bed. OK, that’s an exaggeration. I do have other options besides rising at the crack of dawn when it comes to running, but they are far less appealing.

Lunchtime runs are a challenge these days because it’s soooo humid that I pretty much have to take a shower post run or I’m wet and way too stinky for work. So NOT profesh. Does it make me sound more professional that I shortened the word to profesh? I thought so.

So those runs are pretty much out until fall. If you recall—which I’m sure you don’t because who cares?—I used to run after Max went to bed. Now Max has been pushing bedtime to 9:30 ish and that means I’m running until after 11. No bueno.

 

Max is way too cool to sleep
Max is way too cool to sleep

So this marathon training has been all about getting up early…and I’m starting to like it. And there it is, I said it, the “M” word. Yes, I’m mere 8 weeks from the starting line of the Indianapolis Marathon on October 17. How the heck did that happen?

Since you’ve missed oh, 8 weeks of training, I won’t bore you with a breakdown of every single week. But the basics of my training are this:

Monday: Off or easy, short run

Tuesday: Tempo 

Wednesday: Easy run w/ 200m repeats at the end

Thursday: Hills or workout (4 miles marathon pace, 4 miles half marathon pace)

Friday: Easy run 

Saturday: Long run – every other long run I do a progression and try to end my last mile at or faster than marathon pace

Sunday: Off or Easy run 

A recent run that was supposed to be a tempo, but turned into a progression. These are my splits from Strava - which I'm starting to love a little bit. I use it along with my Garmin, and when my Garmin is dead. At what point does a caption become too long? Right now? OK. I'm done.
A recent run that was supposed to be a tempo, but turned into a progression (with a cool down). These are my splits from Strava – which I’m starting to love a little bit. I use it along with my Garmin, and when my Garmin is dead. At what point does a caption become too long? Right now? OK. I’m done.

Sometimes I have to adjust the schedule, like the week we went on vacation I did my long run on Thursday. Every 2-3 weeks I take a break from long runs. I know most people do 3 weeks on and 1 week off, but I’ve found that my body needs a bit more of a break. It worked for me last year, fingers crossed it does this year, too.

I’ve worked up to 20 miles, which I did 2 weeks ago, and the goal is to do 3 more 20 milers. This week, my planned long run is 18 (last week was off) and I’ll shoot to do 10 miles easy with 6 miles at tempo, followed by 2 at marathon goal pace.

So, yeah that was a lot of talk about me, me, me and my training. I suppose I’ll talk more some other time about my paces and how freaking hard goal marathon pace (8:07) still feels sometimes. Instead, here’s some pics of my favorite person ever, because that’s why you’re here, right?

When I ask him to smile for the camera he makes this face :)
When I ask him to smile for the camera he makes this face 🙂
State Fair fun
State Fair fun

How has your summer been? Anyone training for a race? I’m out of the loop, fill me in!!!

Friday, Hot Mom Check-In and Randomness!

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Happy Friday! And not only is it Friday, quite possibly one of the best days of the week – rivaled only by Saturday and Sunday – it’s also a 3-day weekend. I’m doing the Mickey Mouse “Hot Dog” dance right now just thinking about it.

Did I really just reference Mickey Mouse? It’s official – I’m a mom with little-to-no pop-culture knowledge 🙂

I’ll keep this post short and sweet since this week has been fairly uneventful. Before I forget though, I have to give a big thank you to Jonesin’ For A Run for featuring me in their “Hot Mom Check-In.” What an honor! Here’s the post if you’re interested in checking it out!

Running this week has been fun. No pressure, just fun running. That’s the way I like it. I took Sunday (the day after my race) off from running, but got back into it on Monday. The running week so far:

Monday: 4.15 miles AM (9:15 pace)

2 miles PM w/ jogging stroller (9:30 pace)

Tuesday: 5 miles PM (8:20 first 3 miles, 8:00 last 2)

Wednesday: 3.5 miles AM (9:00 pace)

      4.5 miles PM (8:13 pace)

Thursday: 3.5 miles PM (8:45 pace)

Friday: TBD

It’s been a decent running week and my legs are feeling good. Marathon training, here I come!

And now some randomness to end the week:

Max is obsessed with feeding me blueberries!
Max is obsessed with feeding me blueberries!
This drink is my new expensive addiction.
This drink is my new expensive addiction.
Max becomes catatonic - or maxatonic - when Mickey Mouse is on!
Max becomes catatonic – or maxatonic – when Mickey Mouse is on!

That’s it for this week! This weekend will be full of racing parties – it’s Indy 500 weekend!!!(only the biggest weekend in Indianapolis) – hopefully some pool time, play dates and NO WORK! 

What’s everyone doing this weekend? Anyone watching the Indy 500, or better yet, coming to Indy to watch it in person? I can give you tips on where to eat and what to avoid 🙂

Have a great weekend, blog friends!