I set out to run 13 miles on Wednesday morning. My route was a little tricky, sort of a stitching together of runs I have done while living in other neighborhoods in the city--its pretty much impossible to run that far and stay in my (new-ish) neighborhood, the ocean kind of blocks you in and you end up running in little circles. So instead I headed out and around and then came back into the neighborhood and had to do one last circle around (about 2 miles) to complete my very own half marathon and I reached the crossroads and said "screw it" and went home instead. I ran 11 miles and learned that I really can't count on myself on a cold February morning pre-breakfast to really want to hammer it home when I could instead just head up one last hill and make oatmeal.
Oh well. It was still a good run, and a nicely long run. And I did nothing at all on Tuesday (to prepare myself, or so I told myself anyway) and thought I might not do anything at all today either, but I went down to the gym to use a foam roller --man are those things good. SO GOOD. but in a way that might make you cry--and I ended up lifting a bit : and when I did my bench press I actually put some weight on the bar! I haven't done that since my freshman year of college I think. Hah. (clarification: I do a lot more with free weights than bars. I do. I am not a complete weakling I swear) I didn't put any weight on the bar I did squats with though, and some dude stole it from me before I could do my last set and put big ass weights on it. Oh well; and then I ran a piddly slow mile on the elliptical machine. I would have gone longer if there had been anything particularly mindless on the TV but it was some MTV "truelife" that sounded awful. So I did a mile and called it good.
11 February 2010
08 February 2010
debbie downer, meet ursula upper
As predicted, I didn't run the 10 mile race this weekend. I did, however, suck it up and get out the door and put in 9 miles on Saturday afternoon. And it was generally awesome. Sun was all shiny, traffic seemed light, and I averaged 9:10s over the whole thing!
I was shocked enough by that last part that I had to re-check my mileage (using the gmap pedometer) to make sure I hadn't cut some corner or something along the way. But nope. It was just a lot faster than it felt. Super sweet.
Sunday I went to the gym and lifted and then ran a relaxed (10 minute mile pace) two miles and called it good. We didn't watch the super bowl, but a couple of friends came over and brought some food (spinach dip and homemade ice cream sandwiches. These girls rock rock rock) and we hung out and watched a bad movie instead.
This week looks a little tricky as far as getting mileage in: classes and presentations cutting up my days and making getting the the gym more difficult. This weekend I am supposed to run a 5k with a friend--we signed up ages ago and I haven't really seen her since, which is nuts. But she is finishing up her MBA, so she doesn't have a whole lot of down time lately. So I know my last run of the week will be a 3 miler...I just need to get in another 17 or so to make myself happy. Oh! and I ran 2 yesterday, so call it 15. Piece of cake. Heh.
I was shocked enough by that last part that I had to re-check my mileage (using the gmap pedometer) to make sure I hadn't cut some corner or something along the way. But nope. It was just a lot faster than it felt. Super sweet.
Sunday I went to the gym and lifted and then ran a relaxed (10 minute mile pace) two miles and called it good. We didn't watch the super bowl, but a couple of friends came over and brought some food (spinach dip and homemade ice cream sandwiches. These girls rock rock rock) and we hung out and watched a bad movie instead.
This week looks a little tricky as far as getting mileage in: classes and presentations cutting up my days and making getting the the gym more difficult. This weekend I am supposed to run a 5k with a friend--we signed up ages ago and I haven't really seen her since, which is nuts. But she is finishing up her MBA, so she doesn't have a whole lot of down time lately. So I know my last run of the week will be a 3 miler...I just need to get in another 17 or so to make myself happy. Oh! and I ran 2 yesterday, so call it 15. Piece of cake. Heh.
04 February 2010
float your own boat
Hi!
A fair bit of running has occurred recently, most of it generally good. Today I did a (little, tiny) tempo run, mostly because I was afraid I was going to be late for a presentation...that I am currently being stood up for (the group just hasn't shown. I think they forgot about me). So I totally could have run longer. Which is frustrating. But in the end its alright, the tempo was sort of an experiment. I'd really like to get faster, usually when I run by myself I average 9 or 9:30 for a mile. Which is so comfortable, and totally fine, but I've been reading running blogs and there are lots and lots of runners out there who are totally comfortable at 8 or even 7:45 a mile for many many miles. Its inspiring and thought provoking. And winter (I think) is the perfect time to experiment, given that the 'ol treadmill will set the pace for you. Today I warmed up with a 10 minute mile then did an 8, a half mile at 8:27, a half mile back at 8 again and then the final mile at 8:40. There should have been a cool down mile after that, or maybe another interval of 8 and then a cool down, but I looked at the clock and got scared I would be late if I kept going, so I called it good and headed out.
This weekend is the 10 miler and I still haven't registered or anything. I am apathetic as hell about it. I did an 8 miler last weekend that went by pretty quickly--I managed a negative split for the out and back, which was cool. But I am not really sure I want to commit myself to doing 10 miles even if it is really cold (all this treadmill running has turned me into a wuss) - it is supposed to be in the mid 20s, which isn't bad. But isn't 40 degrees either. If I don't do it I'll probably go out and do another long run on my own anyway, but I won't have to drive (or pay) to do it.
A fair bit of running has occurred recently, most of it generally good. Today I did a (little, tiny) tempo run, mostly because I was afraid I was going to be late for a presentation...that I am currently being stood up for (the group just hasn't shown. I think they forgot about me). So I totally could have run longer. Which is frustrating. But in the end its alright, the tempo was sort of an experiment. I'd really like to get faster, usually when I run by myself I average 9 or 9:30 for a mile. Which is so comfortable, and totally fine, but I've been reading running blogs and there are lots and lots of runners out there who are totally comfortable at 8 or even 7:45 a mile for many many miles. Its inspiring and thought provoking. And winter (I think) is the perfect time to experiment, given that the 'ol treadmill will set the pace for you. Today I warmed up with a 10 minute mile then did an 8, a half mile at 8:27, a half mile back at 8 again and then the final mile at 8:40. There should have been a cool down mile after that, or maybe another interval of 8 and then a cool down, but I looked at the clock and got scared I would be late if I kept going, so I called it good and headed out.
This weekend is the 10 miler and I still haven't registered or anything. I am apathetic as hell about it. I did an 8 miler last weekend that went by pretty quickly--I managed a negative split for the out and back, which was cool. But I am not really sure I want to commit myself to doing 10 miles even if it is really cold (all this treadmill running has turned me into a wuss) - it is supposed to be in the mid 20s, which isn't bad. But isn't 40 degrees either. If I don't do it I'll probably go out and do another long run on my own anyway, but I won't have to drive (or pay) to do it.
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