Thursday, February 13, 2014

It's A Small World

Next weekend I'll be in Orlando, FL, dying from the heat, at Disney World, running the Princess 1/2 Marathon, kinda funny the theme song of the week is "It's a small world"



In the area I work in this week there was a new hire, an actual new person to the company I work for.  After so many years of layoffs it is nice to have a new person to talk to, to hear new stories, and a new audience for the same old stories.    I used to work with most of the group I sit with, of my current group I am the only one in this office so I can sit where I want, I've worked with and among these folks for going on 8 years, so there is a level of comfort there and they are stuck with me!

Jackass has been really really good about involving the new girl in going to lunch and making her feel welcome.  I only call him Jackass because he calls people Jackass and we all get tagged with nicknames in various ways, for the most part Tim isn't a Jackass, although there are moments.  Anyhoodles…  I’m still curious about how Muddy got his.  Gazelle is obvious. 

Wednesday he gets back to his desk and says to me do you know a runner who plays bass, New Girl knows him, her husband plays mandolin and is in a band with the runner bass player.  I’m not clear on if the mandolin is played in the band or not.  I was trying to wrap my mind around why I came up in conversation. My husband makes Mandolins (plays the bass, banjo, guitar, and mandolin) so is that that connection?

New Girl comes by and we get it all straightened out who is who and who knows who and wow, it is a small world, isn't it?   I knew Seth played bass, from his blog, but didn't realize Johnny did too!   He blogs mainly about running and we've never had more than a 2 minute, "hi how are you" conversation.  I talk more with his dad.  Small world!  Stand up bass, very cool!

So wow, 6 degrees of separation weird or what?

In running this week

Monday – R: 0 / O: 50 min Sufferfest / W: 2.9  I've been wanting to try out the “Sufferfest” video for a while.  Shira has the ISLAGIATT (It Seemed Like A Good Idea At The Time) and said she hasn't gotten through the full two hours but has liked it.  I can’t commit to two hours so  bought a 50 minute figuring I could sub this for a spin class.  And yeah I can. I was a puddle of sweat ¾ of the way through it and while my ‘suffer score’ on Strava isn't any big deal I did keep my heart rate in the Tempo zone.  I really need to do some studying on heart rate and training.  Now that I have more data to wade around in . 

Tuesday – R: 4  /O: 0 / W: 2  It seemed like it was going to be warmer than it was, I left the guard shack and went right  (or out back) and the wind was right there torturing me.  Either way I have to deal with the wind, on the way out or on the way back.  I decided the way back and turned around and did the river loop and hated damn near every eye watering step on the two miles back to campus.  Ugh.  I was nearly ready to claim I hated winter, but I don’t, so I can’t. 

Wednesday – R:5.2 / O: 0 / W: 1.8  Jackass got in late to work and launched into “Your running outside right? It is beautiful out there, nice and sunny.”  I questioned him about the wind and got a blank stare.  Don’t LAX coaches give a diddly crap about wind? Guess not.  Got a message from Mike B – It's 19, you going out?  He was hemming and hawing (ok me too - Tue was brutal).   I said, it is nice and sunny and the wind is low.  I'm heading out @ 11:30 he was heading out @ 12:30.   Right out of the guard shack was just fine, the sun at my back, hello shadow one of my favorite running partners.  Everything just went well the first mile wasn't a struggle, for the most part and it all just clicked along nicely at that point.  When I could see I was going to maintain something measurably less than my 10 minute mile pace I gave some effort.  (and bagged the idea of hills)  Plus there was always that possibility to catch Mike B on the treadmill (if he wimped out) and listen to him squirm. The nuns in my family would be so proud that just my presence sends someone into a guilt trip. Isn't that part of being Catholic?  Guilt?  My irreligious upbringing leaves me scratching my head about these dogmas.

It was a wonderful run, truly glad I went outside because it was way better than ladders on the treadmill and I'm extremely pleased with my pace of 9:30!

Giz's walk was cut a little short, he managed to injure himself launching himself off the last 3 stairs on the staircase, 13 year old boxers can't do this.  He started limping so we headded home the quickest way.  Rounding the corner to home I caught some ice, WHOMP I was down looking up at Giz staring at me with this, "why are you on the ground" look on his face.  Quick check, all is OK so we both limped the 1/2 block home.    

Earlier in the day Dave posted a video of a girl slipping on ice on my FB timeline.  I could just hear Dave saying “God got ya” for laughing. (Hmmmm...  seems mean of him don't ya think?) 




Thursday  - R: 5 (1% incline) / O: Spin 50 min / W: 0 I purposely left my warm gear at home because the temptation to run in the snow would be really really great and the roads would be really really slippery and I don’t want to tempt fate.  Especially with laughing at that runner and this God getting me back for doing so Wednesday night, so what if it happened again?

Ro and I decided to run 3 before spin, then spin (she teaches spin) and run 3 after spin.  I got wrapped up in a meeting with one of the tech guys that supports a website I manage and really couldn't cut it short.  I got in 2 miles before spin.  We had a little duathalon, I came in 2nd, first in my age group!!  

With the lack of shoveling going on in the neighborhood, Gus's walk was postponed, he seems to be ok with this.  I helped him chase his tail for a while.  One of the things he does to entertain himself as result of those 18 months in puppy prison.  I'm also thinking about starting to run with him, he keeps a nice constant steady clip and isn't so interested in sniffing and peeing (reading and responding to pMail) and we used to run together in the mornings when used to run before work.

Friday:  Something, probably should run, the Stravalentine's challenge and all, the weather looks warm, but windy..  I did find out that there are three "Sufferfest" videos available through Strava Premium and I may try one of those...  

Saturday:  Trail long run or Road long run - guess it depends on the conditions

Sunday:  6 miles of hills with Ro  (The final hill being  "The Bitch")  I think she is trying to kill me!!

Sincerely,
Beth, *humming* its a small world after all and in a few hours will be trying to forcibly remove the ear worm from her head!

Wednesday, February 12, 2014

Wordless Wednesday


Sincerely,
Beth the proud recipient of this Shoreline Race Series jacket she earned and grouched about last year. 

Sunday, February 9, 2014

Belleville Pond 10K - Recap and what actually happened on Saturday!

Saturday:  R: 15 (MM 20) / O:0 / W: 3   22 was on the schedule for Saturday.  Knowing the trails were in terrible shape I took a chance and went out to Belleville Pond to see if I could get in two laps.  HA!!  I got in 1 and took the more traveled road versus the race course and shorted myself on the fun of un-trampled snowy woods running.  Rats.  I put in a lot of effort for those 5.5 miles in 1 hour 45 minutes.  Still an all, even with Muddy Math this is probably 10 miles?  maybe 12 considering level of effort?  Not good enough.  Went home, changed into dry everything and headed back out on the roads for 9.  UGH. I could barely manage 11 minute miles and decided I'd accept nothing over 12, all was good until that last 1/2 mile home (12:55 - OOPS), all up hill.  I'm calling it 20 and happy with that, my hips and knees all had yes votes for it feels like 20...

Left is what I ran on Saturday 5.5 miles 1:45 - Right is the actual race course 6.2 1:32

I think my saving grace is walking Jax 3 miles after dinner, that really helped loosen up the stiffness.  Oh there may have been some Jameson and Vernors before bed, just to help me sleep.  You know nerves before the race in the a.m.  Bwahaaaaa...

During all of this running / hiking / walking and one think kept rolling around in my mind, well LOTS of stuff rolls around in my mind, this one is share-able.  Jim's post on unwilling versus unable I'm able sometimes I find myself unwilling.  Unwilling to run to the point I actually puke sort of unwilling.  I think the intent of Jim's post was not pushing oneself to that point, really determining what your motivation to quit or call it a day.  Anyhow, so I rationalized not hitting that actual 20 mile mark, or did I?  The thought of even one more mile was too much, I do this because I enjoy it, not because it pays the bills!  Always something rolling around in my mind as I run.  Cerebral runner?

Sunday: R: 6.2 / O:0 / W: 3  (8 miles on the schedule)

Belleville Pond 10K  Race #3 in the 4th Season Trail Race Series

UltraSignup had me finishing in an hour and change, I can't figure out how to get back to that page...  yeah, with no snow...

I was going to meet up with Monica of Insert Witty Running Pun Here fame!  This was her first trail race, yeah baptism by fire combine with drinking from the fire hose... I checked her shoes when we finally met up, low tread Merrils... she usually runs in Vibrams (they may have been a better choice?)....

Ran in to Eria and her husband, I have met up with Erica at a few of the trail races, Burrlingame Snowy Sufferfest '13 and Big River '13.  Glad to catch up again...  She ran her first 1/2 (Newport) and loved it.  So glad to hear.  She did the 10K at Big River that was a big step for her.  So happy to hear her progressing her running!  I'd love to hear more so this begs the question do I friend her on FB or no?  This is quite a conundrum to me.  When is this appropriate?  Friend me and I'll accept it, sending one out sends me spinning...  good grief, doesn't the company I work for make drugs for this condition?

Monica and I lined up at the back  I had no designs on anything but taking advantage of all the go getters to pack down the trail!  I ran this the day before and it was ankle twisting combined with hole punching through an inch of ice into powder - not so fun.  Plus I wanted to catch up with Monica.

About 0.7 in I stopped to wait for Monica, yeah, she was none to pleased, so I ventured on, passing a couple people who passed me.  Caught up with Erica's husband Pete, he dropped his gloves and was quite happy to have them back and let me go first...  when he caught up I always asked if he wanted to pass. No he was just fine with my pace.  He did ask how far, this was at 2.8.  I let him know.  He was good with hiking up the hills and running down the hills, I asked a few times wanna pass, nope...  At mile 3 I let him know, at mile 4 I let him know and then we got back to the trestle bed and we both got passed by someone apologizing far too much he even apologized at the finish line. No worries, you were going faster than us, pass away!!  Mile 5 beeped and I noted I no longer heard Pete behind me.  I did shout out 5, there was no one to hear it (much like there was no one to hear my laughter as I slogged through the areas only Johnny and Nate had run the Thur before the race).

It was kind of lonely and beautiful.  I spend so much time running alone I do love it very much and Ryan Park is so beautiful, quadrupled with the snow and the sun!

Eventually on to the rooty area, which I dread, fortunately it was covered with snow and very runable.

I was never so happy to see cyclone fencing, carefully following the well trod path to the finish.  1:32.  13 minutes faster than Saturday and I ran the right trail (0.7 miles more).  I'll call that a win.

Erica was waiting for Pete, we chatted while waiting.  Monica emerged, happy and smiling!  Happy to be under 2 hours!  What a slog for a first trail race.  Hopefully I will see her and James at Burlingame and there won't be so much snow.

WTAC took it for the win, obviously without my help.  John and Johnny tracked me down to pass along a beer!  Thank you!!  Crutch gave me two of his, one of them went to Monica. Thank you!

Finished!!  And seriously, two of the cutest girls ever (besides his gorgeous wife) and Crutch can't smile?

Sincerely,
Beth, noodling willing versus able.