so i've been kind of sucky about running and blogging...i think i maybe went to the gym once and ran once in the past 2 weeks. i still ride my bike to work and back 5 days a week so it's not like i've been doing nothing...but i do sort of feel like chaos is ensuing.

i know i didn't do the best at the last half marathon, and that even my shorter distance time has suffered. and i feel it to. i keep thinking back to these great runs i've had - i remember deciding to double the distance of a run because i feel so strong, racing strangers who didn't know i was racing them, not stopping to talk to the neighbours who called out hi because i was running so fast i knew i would set a PR, coming home from a run and feeling exhilerated and proud of it. i haven't felt any of those things in a long time - i feel like i'm dragging myself slowly along, tired and bored and resentful and like i just want to get it over with. and that is why i have been for one run in the past two weeks. and the one run i did go on was thanks to the boy believing me when i said i thought i might go for a run in the morning and actually waking up to come along.

the worst thing is that without running, everything else starts to fall apart. i care less about what i eat because i don't have to worry about getting cramps. i have less energy, i stay up way too late because i don't have to get up and run in the morning, i do laundry less often because i don't have to worry about having fresh running clothes, etc. so i eat junk, feel crappy and tired and messy and bored.

so. tonight i have a plan. i clearly cant just wing it and run when and however long i feel like, because that means i won't run.

i'm going to steal a beginner's 10k training plan and hope that with some structure and some challenging workouts i will get fitter and faster soon. the 10k is after all the "foundation of fitness". the plan is good because it doesn't include any runs that will take me more than, say, an hour, and it keeps it interesting by including speed intervals, gradual pickups (increasing speed over about 100m and then slowing down over 100m), shorter and longer runs. it's only 4 weeks so after that if i'm feeling better i can switch back to something more advanced.

the only other thing worth mentioning is that i don't think i'm going to blog much about it here, because i'm going to use some free software that is designed for tracking runs, and gives you lots of neat charts and graphs showing improvement and stats and whatnot.

so yeah. that will be cool. it's a plan. tomorrow is thursday. we'll see how it goes.

fun times

so i ran friday night, 4 miles. i seem to have lost my watch, so i dont know the exact time.... i did run it in intervals though, because it was SUPER hot out, so about 1km running followed by a few dozen meters walking, etc.

sunday, my sister mom and i hiked the grouse grind. since i was with them, going their pace, this took about 1.5 hours. the grind is basically a staircase, so that was a good workout.

monday morning i rode my bike to the gym, did a lower body workout, rode to work and back. had intended to run in the evening but got distracted and before i knew it it was dark...

this morning i rode to the gym, did upper body stuff, rode to work and back, then did make it out for a quick run in the evening. still haven't found my watch, but i did 4miles in definately less than 45 min...which still isn't good for me but felt pretty fast. stopped and watched the sunset at the 2 mile point for a minute or two as well.

the interesting thing with running shorter runs is that it still takes me forever to get warmed up. it's not until about 30 min into the run that i finally feel loose and ready to push for speed. hopefully running more short distances will change that...

overall, it's been pretty good so far this week. the beautiful weather helps.

So
this is the closest thing i can find to a picture of me crossing the finish line. I'm the one in the back in the yellow jacket. ah well.

also i got a very nice letter of apology from the CRS people about the bags. apparently the bus broke down and chaos ensued - suffice to say that at least our bags were there, even if they were soaking wet.

I've been trying to think up some new goals and i haven't really thought of anything good yet. there's another half marathon in october - maybe i should aim to set a PR there? or maybe i should aim to get faster on my short runs, the way i used to before the whole long distance thing. i've been running sporadically the past week or so, plus lots of cycling (to and from work and any other errands).

but the truth is that i want to take a few weeks to just focus on being organized. to get 8 hours of sleep a night. to run short runs regularly. to stop eating fast food and actually plan and cook meals. that kind of thing.

i'm going to keep blogging my runs, because i like having a record of them. Will go for one soon to start it off.

the way it went down.

okay so i forgot to write that i was at a wedding last weekend, managed to get in a run in the boy's hood on sunday but only 6miles, so i woke up early on tuesday (5am early) and did about 12miles (to No.2 Rd and back) before work. and it was good, i managed it in 131mins so that was okay. no where near as fast as i wanted it to be, but not too too bad. then i rode my bike to work and back.

so last night, my stomach was very upset, and i managed a few bites of lasagna but not really the big dinner i was planning. it was rumbling and grumbling all night long too, which i know because i barely slept. because i had had a terrible day, and wanted to curl up with a good book. which i did, and it was a very good book, and before i knew it it was 1:45am. i had to get up at 5:15 this morning.

managed to get up and dressed, but it was POURING rain. so everything i'd been training in was out of the question. i wore thin wool socks, not my blister-free ones. also different shoes, because i own a pair of waterproof ones so it just felt like a better bet. and a hat and jacket of course.

it was raining the whole run, and i started off with a stitch in my side that lasted like the first 5km. i didn't even really need my jacket really, because it was a warm thunderstorm.

i did okay for the most part i think, i was ahead of schedule for a bit, but then got tired (there are 2 big hills at 16 and 18km, which hurt). it was pretty miserable for the last 3km or so, worse that i thought it'd be and that's partly because you couldn't see the finish line until you were literally 10 steps from it because the road was so curvy. which wasn't very motivating. at least at home i know when i'm getting close. so anyways my gun time was 2:28:01 and my chip time was more like 2:25 (it took 3 minutes to get to the start because of all the people). which is exactly what i thought it was going to be.

so now i'm home and freezing cold and hungry and tired. and i think i'm going to shower and then go to the library to find the sequel to that book.

ducklings

so once again i went the whole week without running. I have done much cycling, to and from work every day plus to and from the gym a couple times, so i haven't been a total lazy bum. this morning i rode home from adam's, about a 45 min ride, in the rain. it was awesome. SO much fun. then i went for my blundell run. this was right after lunch. at first my stomach was like NOOOOO I DONT WANT TO, so after 15 min of it hurting i walked a couple minutes, then started again really slowly. but then this woman ran past me, in the other direction, in nothing but shorts and a bra top, and she was so cut you could see her abs and quads and she was just FLYING past. so just seeing her made me feel slow and heavy, so i picked up the pace. finished in about 53:45 which isn't so bad considering the time i spent walking and also when i got to blundell i spent a minute watching a mommy duck with 7 ducklings cross the path and then all jump into the little pond/ditch and start splashing around. so cute.
now im' going out for dinner and staying over at the boy's... i think i will try and get out for a run in his neighbourhood tomroow, which will be a fun change of pace. he's on the edge of a little forest so it will include trail running. yeah.

golden pouches of magic

so, i know that next januaryish i'm gonna be considering signing up for the marathon again and wondering what happened this year (cause this year is gonna hurt). so here's what happened.

on the week i was supposed to run 9 miles, i ran 10. it was a whim. it was a beautiful day, i had no other plans, i thought, what the heck, i'm going for it. this was a bad idea. not only beacuse i wasn't quite ready, but because the weather changed. the breeze died down, the sun came up. the little bit of sunscreen i'd rubbed onto my forehead and nose before i left was long gone. i hadn't stopped at any water fountains, i hadn't eaten enough carbs for breakfast. at about 75min in, i was hurting hard. then my batteries died on my ipod. i started doing the terry fox thing (where you're like, okay just run to the next lampost, and then right before you get there you start thinking about just getting to the next one, etc. i don't know why i call this the terry fox thing. maybe it was in some documentary). anyways, that's never a good sign, becuase it means i'm not even into it mentally. it was like the sun just sucked all my energy away. anyways i finished in about 106 mins, and partly what sucked w as that a couple years ago that route was my 90min route. it was discouraging.

so i got home, sucked down some gatorade, and decided running long distance sucks.

it took me like, a week to get over that and feel like running again at all. but finally i went to bed one night right before my next days off, planning to get up early and run the next morning. halfway through the night i was running to the bathroom. apparently i had eaten something terribly, horribly bad. my stomach was very unhappy with me. my doctor suggested sticking to a liquid diet until it was better. it took about a week.

there's a rule i have about running when i'm sick - if it's below my neck, i don't run. so no running for me that whole week. that makes 2 weeks no running.

so then finally i was feeling better, once again planned on running the next morning, now that i had lost a lot of training time so i was pretty urgently feeling like i needed to get back out there. and when i woke up (this was last sunday), my throat felt like there were razor blades in it. bad bad bad cold had come on. i was stuck in bed for three days, i had to take a day off work, i lost my voice completely, then developed a hacking cough, had terrible sinus headaches and body aches and slept like 12 or 13 hours a night for most of last week. now this is technically an above-the-neck problem so some moderate exercise would probably be okay. except that i did get in 4 days of work and i rode my bike to and from the store each time. so i figured over an hour of exercise a day would be more than moderate and probably hinder getting better. so again, no running this week, just cycling.

now today i still have the cough, but my voice is back and i didn't have to ride to work so i was finally able to get back to running. i re-ran that 10 mile route this morning, and here's how it went: altogether, 108mins. 28-29 were at waterfountain A, 52-54 (halfway) was spent slurping up a powergel, 62-63 at water fountain B, 79-80 back at waterfountain A, and 103-105 at a red light. The best part about this run was the powergel. it's like a little golden pouch of electrolyte/carbohydrate/caffeine magic. 20 minutes later i was very happy. so that was good.

so now i'm feeling much better, as in no longer sick and a little more confident about not dying during the half. i think i'll bring 2 powergels, one for 45min and one for 90min. i think this will probably be my slowest half-marathon, probably closer to 2hours 3mins as opposed to just 2 hours. but oh well. really, there's not much i can do about that now. i figure i'll be able to get one or 2 more long runs in before the big day, and hopefully a bunch of shorter ones plus i'll keep riding my bike which seems to be a good thing.

phew. i've been too sick to do anything really so that's it.

it was raining.

i had the day off. so of course i slept in, then sat around cooking, eating, watching tv and surfing the web for like, 6 hours. finally, i got dressed to go for a run in the rain, decided that it's like, miserable, and sat back down at the computer hoping to get inspired. of course the best inspiration to run on a rainy day is the last stanza of sorley's poem, which is what finally got me going. i memorized the lines ("the rain is on our lips/ we do not run for prize/ but for the storm the wind whips/ and the wave howls to the skies/ the winds arise and strike it/ and scatter it like said/ we run becuause we like it/ across the broad bright land"), then ran out the door before i could stop myself. i did my blundell run in long intervals.
km min
0-2 11:00
2-4 9:50 (20:50)
4-5 6:10 (27:00)
5-7 9:25 (36:25)
7-8 6:05 (42:30)
8-10 9:30 (minus 45s at a red light)
total time: 52 min

it gave me time to think. i'm angry at myself for being so lazy the past few weeks. i generally consider myself pretty hardcore. i'm a keener. i like physical things. i LIKE runnig in the rain. so why do i get into these moods where i feel like i cant? i need to relight my own fire here.

so tonight i'm going to the boy's house. tomorrow i plan to turn his basement into a personal gym. and then tuesday i'll finish my room, and put up some pictures and make a big wall calendar with a training schedule. maybe ill actually set some short term goals and write them down.