Sunday, April 29, 2007
Last weekend, visiting our family in Ohio, I ran about 13 miles on Saturday, running 20 minutes and walking 5, feeling fairly good. I ate a peanut-butter-and-jelly sandwich en route to get used to eating while running for the ultra. This sat with me OK and I guess gave me some energy, since I felt pretty good after finishing.
However, since we've been "home" in Maryland, I've been feeling sluggish, swelled-up (legs, ankles), and sore. Just the same, I've been running the 10.5-mile "Lake Loop" every 2-3 days. Today was the third time.
Tuesday: 10.5 miles in 2:01, 11:35 pace, ran 30 minutes, walked 5. I dragged and ached and could hardly walk after I finished, not from fatigue or soreness but from my injuries acting up. I rested two days before tackling it again.
Friday: 10.5 miles in 1:51, 10:38 pace, ran 10 minutes, walked 2. I only dragged and ached the last 2 or 3 miles, but still could hardly walk after I finished due to my injuries (Achilles and piriformis area, both on the left side.) However, I felt ready to go again after only one rest day.
Today, Sunday: 10.5 miles, 1:48, 10:22 pace, ran the whole time except for only infrequent short walk breaks, felt only mildly lame after finishing, feel fresh as a daisy now an hour later, except for my heel/ankle and butt. I have a massage treatment scheduled for tomorrow.
So I'm going to aim for every other day this week, same 10.5-mile loop, and then do my final pre-marathon 20-miler on Saturday -- maybe 2 laps of the Lake Loop, or 5 X 4-mile out-and-backs to get used to that, since that's what my 50-mile ultra is, yeah, 50 miles of 4-mile out-and-backs. We runners out there will get to know each other really well!
Saturday, April 28, 2007
A couple years ago, I commented somewhere (that was before I came here) that there were (are) so many long-range things I want to do, I need to take a year for each of them. The Year of the Ironman (did that, 2 of 'em.) The Year of the Ultramarathon (in progress.) The Year of the Boston Marathon (hopefully in progress.) The Year of the Transcontinental Bike Ride (still out there.) The Year of the Appalachian Trail.
If I am picking berries at these vines, I can't be picking berries at those. Does it matter, if my basket is full?
Friday, April 27, 2007
Sitting for so long:
- Puts pressure on my sit-bones and sacrum and the muscles and nerves around them. When I run, these areas ache and are so tight that over the course of a longer run I'm feeling like I can hardly keep moving my legs.
- Slows my venous return... my lower legs retain fluid, which is slow to dissipate.
- Burns hardly any calories; my weight is slowly climbing, which puts a heavier, slower load on my legs.
- Uses time I could be using for training. Really: Do I do the training, or do I read about it? Do I train, or do I write about it?
And I suspect the computer itself, or rather my absorption with its monitor screen, causes me to space out in some way -- alters my brain waves or something. I get to feeling sleepy and mentally sluggish. And then I don't even want to train.
I have such exciting hopes and goals: qualify for Boston, run an ultra (or more than one); thru-hike the Appalachian trail, a newly-forming plan (based on a lifelong fantasy) that I haven't mentioned here yet, until now.
But I'm not going to get to any of it if I don't get out from in front of the computer.
But the computer is where I get all my information, and my inspiration in the form of my friends and their stories, which are remarkably similar to mine.
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
In case you're checking this after the Apr.25 word of the day is replaced, "Floordrobe" means:
"A form of storage for clothing which requires no hangers, drawers, doors or effort. Simply drop the clothes on the floor and you have a floordrobe."
Gotta love it!!
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
Table Mess + My Computer Mess
Sink and Sofa Mess
Monday, April 16, 2007
Sunday, April 15, 2007
After the longest time we have spent in one place since going on the road in June 2004, we are finally moving out tomorrow. The plan is to return to the Deep Creek Lake, MD, area to visit family, then leave the camper there and go out to Columbus, OH, to visit more family; return to Deep Creek, retrieve the camper, and mosey on up to New Hampshire and our summer work-camping gig.
That is, we will be moving out tomorrow if the weather is civil. There's a high wind warning, our camper is rocking now, and it's supposed to be worse tomorrow, from here all the way north and west where the red line is on the map above. Sustained at 35mph, gusting to 60, locally higher, especially in higher elevations (we'll see an elevation gain of about 2000 feet between here and there.) So we may be here another day.
I will miss Winchester. I have found wonderful country roads for running and biking. I have made some friends. I found, just a couple miles along my regular route, a gal about my age who runs with a dog. We ended up not being able to run together because she suffered a detached retina and was sidelined all winter. She's healing now and we actually got out on the road together one day last week. I will miss Sally.
I liked the Shenandoah Valley Running Club and its Winter Series races. That was a lot of fun, and I made my mark after the series was over, setting that age-group course record at the Rotary Club 5K. Blew into town for the winter, then blew out in the spring, who was that mittened woman???
Candy Hill Campground has been fun. Karl and Selena have been great to work with. Back in the fall, during my late Ironman training, Selena asked for a copy of my training schedule, and designed my whole work schedule, and therefore everyone else's as well, around my workouts. I didn't ask her. She asked me. Now, where in the world do you find that kind of concern for what's important to your workers outside of work?
And of course, there's their baby, Thomas, who's 9+ months old now and cute as a bug. Many of my work hours the last couple months have been spent caring for Thomas rather than working at the campground office and store -- couldn't get much more down my alley. I'm still a gal who functions quite naturally with one arm, the other one holding a baby on my hip. It's kind of like riding a bike, you never forget how.
I found a wonderful bike shop, Element Sports, where the mechanic disovered why my bike had never run as fast and smooth as I'd hoped, replaced the rusty (from the factory? apparently...) rear hub assembly, and zoom, my bike glided like I'd always thought it should. All the staff at the bike shop watched my IMFL progress all day on Ironmanlive.com, then printed out my final results and hung it on the store bulletin board for months. Also at the bike shop was a winter course on bike repair and maintenance, 3 sessions for $5 per session, that's FIVE DOLLARS a class. I learned a whole, whole lot.
I'm going to miss all these folks.
But I'm anxious to move on. We retired to travel. We need to do some part-time work to supplement our retirement income, and work-camping is the perfect solution. We work for a campground in exchange for a free campsite plus wages, and the work schedule is usually quite flexible.
I'm itchy to see a new place. I'm looking foward to New Hampshire. We can't wait to hike and backpack in the White Mountains, and kayak on the many local lakes. And I'm expecting to pick off 3 more states in my 50-state marathon quest. One of those "marathons" will be hidden within my first ultra.
Today: Areas of blowing dust after 11am. Partly cloudy, with a high near 78. Breezy, with a southeast wind 15 to 22 mph becoming west southwest. Winds could gust as high as 33 mph.
Looks like our Tri-Bogger athletes could have some challenges out there. May the force go with you!
Saturday, April 14, 2007
Friday, April 13, 2007
I figured out why I was anticipating it with anxiety and a bit of dread, worried about my food, and all. It was because the 16-miler I did 2 weeks ago sucked so bad. I wanted to avoid that.
Well, I avoided it, by one unidentified precaution or another, or maybe just by luck of the draw. It wasn't awful. It wasn't great. It was just sort of routine, with a little stiffness and mild pain the last few miles in the various tendons and such that have bothered me all winter. I wasn't even getting all that tired -- just a little stiff and sore. And I thought, when I finished, that of course I was glad not to have another 8.2, but if I'd had them ahead of me, I could have run them.
I also thought -- GACKKK!!!! -- suppose it were another 32 miles ahead? Nope, wouldn't have made that. Not this week. Or next. But I've got till the end of July. That's 15 weeks.
Yeah, I really think I am agoing to head out on this voyage -- the 50-mile option at the Great Cranberry Ultramarathons on July 29. What the hell, why not? I want to see what an ultra is like, and maybe go that route more than once, in my life, and I'm not getting any younger.
Today, I'm tired; my ankle is achey, although I have not had an ankle injury. It's the same foot as my bothersome Achilles, probably related to that, I changed my foot position or something. And I have a sore knee, although I have not had a knee injury. Just something not quite right on the medial side, can't quite put my finger on it but it hurts a little. I am not getting any younger.
But I had great socks, finally. Balega Enduro's. Soft, smooth, no toe seams, just enough cushioning. They have that fluffy stuff inside, kind of like soft terry cloth, that nearly all socks have and that puts blisters in my arches, for which reason, along with toe seams, I always wear my socks inside out. Well, as I said, these are seamless (hand-locked toe joining) and I threw caution to the wind and wore them with the fluffy side inside and -- no blisters, not even a hot spot. Whether they stay non-blister-inducing after multiple wearings and washings remains to be seen, but my feet, despite their aches, had happy skin!
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
Carb-and-protein snack before bed the night before an 18-miler: homemade plain yogurt, strawberries and graham crackers. With sugar in the yogurt.
I'm nervous about tomorrow's run. Why would I be nervous about an 18-mile training run? It's not race day. But I'm wishing I'd had spaghetti instead of a hamburger for supper. Small hamburger on a whole-wheat small bagel, a cup of canned corn (carb vegetable), and half a banana mashed and spread on graham crackers for dessert. And now the above-described bedtime snack.
I should be OK. I haven't eaten anything special before training runs or even marathons for ages, or, for that matter, even the Ironman. Just whatever's on hand or whatever is set before me. It always works out.
Hey, this is just a training run...
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
.... the day I was so angry and yelling at everyone and cut my run short. And I want to thank everyone for being so supportive and nice to me.
I have to be so careful of overtraining. It seems I never learn. I'll get to feeling good and think I can run every day or do two consecutive days of longer runs because I'm such a tough chick and -- WHAMMO! I'm down.
Over the course of 22 years of running marathons, the last 2 years of that including Ironman training, I still don't seem to learn it. I read some new training program that sounds good and off I go.
Well, after that crappy day I rested 3 days and took naps and went to bed early. My mood got better on a day or so of that. When I ran again (day before yesterday) I figured on 6 easy, without a stopwatch. I felt great and floated over the ground for 8 miles.
Yesterday was a rest day; today I'm meeting a friend for about a 4-miler, easy. Rest tomorrow, then 18 on Thursday, then REST the day after, no "I'm training for an ultra, I better do 10 miles on top of my 18." My ultra is 50 miles.... it's not going to require two consecutive days of running. I'm keeping my long runs to one day.
And if I try to run on consecutive days, someone kick me.
Thursday, April 05, 2007
I was going to run 10 miles and it may sound like that's just what I needed, but as soon as I started out I realized it wasn't going to happen. I felt too crappy inside and out. After the first mile of running I switched to 3/2 run/walk intervals, and instead of going to the 5-mile point, turned around at the 2.5-mile mark, and walked home. Running, I kept screaming at passing cars, "Leave me alone! F*** you! Get off the GD road! Go to h***!" Walking, I felt more tolerant and didn't mind cars sharing the same pavement.
In the evening, my computer keyboard quit. Just quit. No keys work. I rebooted, then shut down and restarted, thinking maybe I'd hit something stupid like the "disable keyboard" key no doubt custom-built into my computer as part of the conspiracy. Or that every computer has that, as part of the conpiracy, no one told me about. Now my husband and I will have to manage sharing one computer. How will we survive?
I realized I was feeling sick all over, with a stomachache and pains in my arms and legs. I took some naproxen and some Xanax and went to bed. Slept 10 hours and felt a whole lot better this morning.
I wonder what that was all about???
Tuesday, April 03, 2007
It's an omen.