Thursday, May 1, 2014

Weekly Log - 3/28/14 - 5/4/14

Weekly Log – April 28th – May 4th  (Star Wars day – May the Force be with you, ha ha, get it?  Or Neil Young “Ohio”)

I’m a little loopy this week so I’ll go with the goofy rather than the sad…

I hear and read all about taper crazies, ok, so maybe I bought into it a little bit plus it gives me an excuse to do stranger things than normal.    But seriously not running 8 continuous miles on Sunday was weird.  George Ross took pictures at the finish line of the RI Foot Pursuit and of the two this was my favorite.  Shoes off the ground, whoop!  I’ve been instructed this should be the new pic on my blog.  Ok fine…  My mother said I looked very serious and tired, moms like to worry don’t they?


Speaking of moms, my mom has been excelling in her pulmonary rehab, bike, treadmill, rowing machine.  Her therapist is very impressed with her flexibility and strength, 40 years of yoga will do that for a person! A few weeks after starting rehab, her big accomplishment was not to get winded on the walk from the lobby to the therapy room.  Now she takes walks around the farm. It will be so nice to join her on these walks when I visit, like we did when she was first diagnosed.  She is regaining fitness. The hardest part for her was to admit she had lost it to begin with.   

So what have I been up to this week?

Monday – TRX

TRX was good.  Ella decided that we should cancel class on the 5th so we could celebrate Cinco de Mayo.  She presented a pretty compelling argument, and my only disagreement was she didn't invite me!  Once that was fixed I was fine with cancelling class. 

Tuesday – 4 and Spin

Had enough time for 4 (actually could have squeezed in 5, my legs were speedy) before spin.  But it was nice to have the time to sit on the spin bike and just pedal away.  Something kind of therapeutic about pedaling.  Caught up with one of the gals from the pole dancing, erp, Aerial Arts, class Friday night.  She too had sore arms and core and some nice bruises.  Ok good.  It hurt to cough later on on Sunday night and I did figure out why the inside of my left knee was hurting.  A nice bruise developed!  

Wednesday – nada

The only saving grace to this day was that it was packed with meetings and I didn't have time to dwell on the big fat old 0 on my training plan.  Plus Nicole was coming over in the evening so Dave could tinker with her loaner bike to help it fit better and then we’d go out for beer and pretzel sammiches!  The dogs were their usual overwhelming greeting committee.  Nicole didn't seem the least phased by them or my never ever going to be neat and tidy house.  I've given up caring, mostly, about my inabilities as a housekeeper.  It is a good thing I work full time because I’d make a horrible housewife!

Dave straightened and pushed the seat a little forward and immediately Nicole said it felt better!  I figured a couple little things could help make her more comfortable with the bike a friend loaned her.  A super sweet Scott bike too, carbon frame…  Dave had her put her shoes on and helped get the seat height right.  Two little tweaks 15 minutes and she was much happier.  He talked with her about one other adjustment, a shorter stem and pointed out what the stem was. (She will go to Stedmans, way better customer service!)  She was grateful someone pointed out what the part was because no one had but kept talking about getting a shorter one.    I’m anxious to hear how her ride went. 

Nicole is training for her first Triathlon.  She won an entry in to the newest RI ½ Iron Man – Rhode Warrior, by naming the race!  Super cool!  I had no idea that was the name she sent in when I voted for Rhode Warrior.  This is an event being put on by TriMom – super awesome company and group of people.    Taking on a ½ iron man as your first tri is a little daunting.  I’m a little scared for her, and will do whatever I can to support her!!  She has two sprint tris as experiments to see if this is even a possibility.    She is confident on the running part, ok with the biking part and iffy on the swimming part. 

Nicole’s big ask was to find out if I’d be willing to do training rides with her, specifically on the race course as she is not at all familiar with the roads.  Absolutely!!  I think I may ride more this summer and run a little less, especially if it is supposed to be so freaking hot and humid.  While I've tossed around committing to a big race in the fall, I may not.  I am thoroughly enjoying only having a few big things on my calendar and not a race or two every weekend. 

Thursday – 6

Oh finally I can run!  Got so excited to go to the gym I forgot to grab the bright shirt I threw in my purse, (went back for it) the weather has been rainy and foggy and I don’t want to get smashed by a car in dark clothes.  Dave and I had a long discussion on the visibility of bikers and runners on the roads.   It makes me so frustrated to see people in dark clothes on bikes or on foot.  You may be able to see the car but the texting driver may not be able to see you!!  It isn't a guarantee but after reading an article where the woman killed a biker and injured two others is suing the family of the young boy she killed it reinforced to me my responsibilities being on the road with cars.  She said the three boys were not visible and had they been visible she would not have hit them and killed the one boy and now have the emotional distress she has now.  I think blaming the victim is insane.   Hopefully I never get involved in an accident but for sure there isn't going to be a claim, it was dark/foggy/rainy and I couldn't see her as an excuse for the person killing or injuring me!

Ran into, well nearly ran into Mike B as I was leaving the locker room.  Quick hello / good bye / nice picture / stop cyber stalking / see you out there and I was off, so happy to be running more than 3 miles!  It felt great, I didn't have huge plans on pace, and didn't check my watch much, ran by feel and it all felt good.  Never did see Mike B, but I did take a stroll into one of the neighborhoods he runs in. 


Friday - walking with Ro, Don suggested we ask Mike B to be the token male...  ha!  

Saturday - Bike ride?

Sunday - Cox Rhode Races 1/2 Marathon.  This is my vendetta race.  I 'ran' it the first time in 2011 (3:28), then actually ran it with a respectable 2:17 in 2012, missed 2013, and back again in 2014.  I'm aiming for something under 2:30, why stress myself out?  I have a  big deal race on the 10th!  Guess it all depends on how I feel.  

Sincerely,
Beth, happy the sore inside of her knee is because of a damn pole and not a tear!

Wednesday, April 30, 2014

Wordless Wednesday

50K Training Plan

 

Sincerely,
Beth, who has just a few runs left! And horrible penmanship!

Sunday, April 27, 2014

RI Foot Pursuit 5K - Recap

After a bit of peer pressure from Crutch and then Mike B I finally caved late Friday afternoon and signed up for the Rhode Island State Police 5K.    I have no regrets in doing this and a huge thank you guys, exactly what I needed.

But first...

Saturday - 9.  10 was on the schedule, it rained cats and dogs all night and didn't seem like it was going to let up.  Dave was off to Big River for a clean up day.  I lazed around till about 10 and finally decided better get these miles in.   Especially with Dave off doing trail work.  I didn't exactly have a plan, I can either start out running up hill or down hill.  I decided up hill then I could run a mile or so of slow declines and see what I felt like.  Felt pretty good for the run.  Ventured across to Connecticut and back to RI.  Wow the river is full again. Lots of meandering thoughts with no rhyme or reason.  Nice to see spring really springing!  All of a sudden it dawned on me I was passing by somewhere I got lost and decided to back track, figured this might make me short a bit, but I really wanted to figure out where I got all turned around.  Well I got turned around when a road changed names and then again at a traffic circle where 5 roads meet up and the street signs, if they exist, are hidden.  This New England tradition of changing road names combine with my lousy sense of direction make for some fun runs.  I now think I know how the roads connect.  Famous last words!

Decided to pick up my bib in the afternoon, and see if I could get my name added to the WTAC - Ladies roster for the race.  I forgot to do it when I signed up.  Not a problem, Kathy of Tri Mom was able to help me and remembered who I was.  With my unusual last name kinda hard to forget, right?

Sunday - 8  


The race is billed as fast and flat.  I figured 30 minutes, it has been a long time since I've run a 5K or done anything resembling speed work.  I landed at 28:35 per the space watch (29:08 gun or maybe my watch is messed up), full results here.  I'm familiar with the course as I spent pretty much every Thursday running parts of it with a bunch of gals from Narragansett, including Running While Mommy.  I think it is easier to run on roads I'm familiar with. Could be mental?

Saw most of the WTAC folks before the race. Did a mile warm up.  I glanced at my space watch and saw 1/2 mile I thought, oh wait I better go back this is a warm up, but how long is a warm up supposed to be?  I've never actually warmed up with any seriousness before.  I did know that going out on cold legs would be a disaster so I figured 1 would be fine, I was feeling warm.  And as I turned around, the wind, crap.  The last mile will be into the wind...  Very strange to feel one buzz on the space watch and not run any more. 

We all lined up, I tried to figure where I fit in, I didn't want to be too far in the back.  Actually placed myself pretty well.  The gun went off scaring most of the runners, me included.   The race was chip timed, it took about 30 seconds to get over the start mat, 797 runners.

Mile 1 felt good, definitely flat and smooth. The crowd sorted itself out pretty quickly.  Walkers 1/10 of a mile in stayed out of the way pretty much.  Some guy with his pace being said out loud ever 1/10 of a mile, oh hell no I'm not listening to that, eventually lost him.  I think he was bound and determined to not be behind a girl in a skirt?  9:20, not too bad, not going to hit anything close to 27 at this rate, whatever.

Mile 2 felt good, wind at my back, started thinking about the last mile.  Coach, some random man who wanted to help, started coaching me about 2.5 miles in.  "Put your hands below your heart."  I heard a few times till finally it dawned on me I was being addressed, realizing this I did as I was told, dropped my arms.  Coach said that will make it easier.  Ok, thanks I said and he backed off.  I have started to ball up my fists and run with  my hands at chest level, like I'm some sort of demented  Tyrannosaurus Rex.  That and loosing my neck in my shoulders. 





All of this made me think of a note one of my girlfriends sent thanking all of her supporters for Boston.  This was the specific part, she was at mile 19, just starting up the first of the hills that make up Heartbreak Hill.

"I ran up that first hill, which felt like it would never end, and I started questioning whether I should even run Heartbreak. My head was telling me “You don’t have to do that. You can walk it. Save your energy for the last 5 miles of the marathon.” My heart was saying “Don’t quit.” Someone offered water at the halfway point of the hills and I took it, pulling over to stretch my tightening up quads. A woman yelled “Keep moving! You’ve got to keep moving or you’ll cramp up!” I was in “hangry” runner mode and said “Thanks, but this is my 10th marathon. I think I know what I’m doing.” Nice, huh?"

It all made me chuckle, at least THIS guy was running the race not standing on the sidelines!!  9:09, oh nice!

Mile 3 felt good, I was glad for the long sleeves into the wind.  Coach was right there, "Ok hands below your heart and stick your thumbs up, you are in the home stretch."  I said thanks and sped off.  8:56, huh, and into the wind...

3.1 / finish chute, Crutch was there at the end, cheering.  Always appreciated!!  Ran with me for a few steps.  Hey if you are going to twist someone's arm shouldn't you at least be there to greet them?  *smirk*  He assured me I was well sub 30.  It all felt good and at this point I was so glad I ran this race.  7:12

Grabbing some water we walked to the beach, he gave me the stats:  Garvin 2nd, 5K 3rd, Mike B, Seth, Shara it all sort of ran together, I knew they'd be in the top 10 or 20.


Team WTAC (Westerly Track and Athletic Club)
I was entranced by Chris's son's gorgeous blue eyes...  photo by Katie Garvin

I grabbed my jacket and went off for a cool down run.  I could have just kept going, but turned around pretty quickly after I started, didn't want to miss the awards, although I had plenty of time by the time I got back.

Once I got home I took Gus for a dog jog.  His first 5K done brilliantly.  We used to run together a few years ago, when I used to get up at 5 a.m. to run.  He trotted along nicely, I wish he was a little more predictable as I'd take him to the woods with me.  I never know exactly how he is going to react to another dog.  He does fine on the leash, well, I have more control, but I wonder how he would do off leash. 

On another note, taper madness has started setting in.  Thursday night I was certain I was getting a sinus infection.  Friday I was sure the tooth with the crack in it was going to break when I bit into a nut.  Saturday morning I was sure there is something wrong with the bottom of my left foot as it feels like it is going to rip a part when I step, this is because your calves are tight, stretch dummy.  And finally, the cherry on the top, today the inside of my knee is achy and tender, a sure sign of a MCL tear.  Good grief, enough already.

Sincerely, 
Beth, hoping she mentally makes it through the next two weeks!