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October 28, 2009


Filed under: Uncategorized — Tags: , , , , — marathonmaiden @ 09:04

Just because I’m cutting back the miles doesn’t mean I have to cut back on intensity, right? Right.  That was my theory this morning as I geared up for some mile repeats.

I actually woke up 4 minutes before my alarm which actually felt really good.  I was having a really strange dream (but since when do dreams that you remember make any sense?) about running a marathon in Paris and China with a kid that I barely know.  Weird.  My bed was incredibly comfy too (the moment where your sheets and covers just smother you in amazingness) so I only got up 1 minute before the alarm just so I didn’t have to listen to it go off ha.

I wasn’t too sure what I wanted to do today when I got up / when I was thinking about it last night.  I definitely didn’t want to do another easy run.  Even though I’ve been enjoying them, the reason I love training schedules is because there’s a variety to the workouts.  So my thoughts then went to speedwork.  I mulled over various possibilities and the one that made my stomach actually knot up was mile repeats.  Well, actually doing quarters or halfs were the worst, but mile repeats were a close second.  And I have a perverse love of mile repeats.

The warm up mile is always the worst. The place where my mind says, “Are you crazy? This pace is hard, how can I do anything at a faster pace?!?”  It’s also the mile that just drags.  I want so badly to just jump into the workout but my body needs it.  Luckily a mile is a mile so it was over fairly quickly and I was off to the races.

Since I’m in a cutback mode I knew I was only going to do 3 repeats.  Not the 5-6 that I’ve pulled off somehow in the past. 3 is a good number because by the last one you know if the first 2 were flukes or not.  It allows for some consistency that 2 repeats don’t.  Of course I would have loved to do more (as I tell my stats students, the more data you have going into an average, the less one particular point “counts”) but 3 worked.

Here are the splits:

  1. 6:56
  2. 6:54
  3. 6:45

Yeah that last one just about killed me haha.  Well not really as I think I had some gas left in the tank.  I need to trust myself that I’m not going to blow up and die if I go faster.  I just get so worried that I’m not going to be able to finish a workout if I go out too fast (a valid concern I think) that I end up being a tad conservative.  Not that I’m complaining about the splits. They’re fantastic! First time ever that every. single. one has been sub-7.  A most excellent accomplishment. And they felt like my lower body was powering away while my upper body was just floating.  I definitely thought to myself that this is awesome!

My recovery for each repeat was a half mile.  I toyed with the idea of going to a quarter mile just to cut out some miles but decided against it. Recovery from the intervals is important, although in hindsight I wonder if less recovery between intervals would help me in the long run by making my muscles work harder when more tired.

My overall miles for today is 6.  Since my last interval had a recovery portion after that I included that into my warm down and only did an extra half mile after the recovery (if that train of thought makes sense).  I was mighty tempted to not do this and have a full mile in the books as a cool down, as what’s one half mile? But that thinking is dangerous, as a half mile leads to a miles leads to more than I want.  I also figured that the intensity of this workout pushed me hard enough during this recovery period.

Although, and this may be TMI, I have never experienced the laxative power of running more intensely today.  I think it was how hard I was running but after the last repeat I had to sprint to the bathroom.  I almost didn’t think I was going to make it and prolly have NEVER run so fast in my life haha.  Sheesh!

Just a quick update on that marathon I was talking about forever ago: my plans fell through.  I had a feeling this would happen as it was kind of absurd to think that I could tag along on a company marathon trip. But it was to DISNEY so I felt I had to pursue an opportunity.  It ends up being way to expensive for me to sign up, travel, lodge etc.  I’m slightly disappointed but it’s okay.  It gives me this time to rest before Boston training starts.  But having this plan in the back of my head for Disney was partly why my miles were so high because this marathon is 10(?) weeks away.

And to start of your Wednesday I give you…the Facts of Life (I don’t know what I’m going to do when I run out!)

36. Is it just me or do high school girls get sluttier & sluttier every year?

37. If Carmen San Diego and Waldo ever got together, their offspring would probably just be completely invisible.

38. Why is it that during an ice-breaker, when the whole room has to go around and say their name and where they are from, I get so incredibly nervous? Like I know my name, I know where I’m from, this shouldn’t be a problem….

39. You never know when it will strike, but there comes a moment at work when you’ve made up your mind that you just aren’t doing anything productive for the rest of the day.

40. Can we all just agree to ignore whatever comes after DVDs? I don’t want to have to restart my collection.

June 29, 2009

Can I get a Dimmer Switch, please?

Filed under: Uncategorized — Tags: , , , — marathonmaiden @ 18:40

Lately my stress level is totally NOT a dimmer switch thing-y-ma-bob and rather an ON/OFF switch.  I wish it was though, because, well the on tends to be bright and blinding.  Like now.

Suddenly all the MCAT studying, article/research writing, med school applying seems to be mounting.  And when I feel this way all I want to do is plow through it.  I am very goal (vs process) oriented; I don’t tend to stop and enjoy what I’m doing as long as 1) I pass the MCAT 2) Write this damned article and 3) get into medical school, preferably a good one.

Factor in that I am in charge of the house (and all 5 younger sibs, who for the record listen to no one and have severe attitude problems) for the next 36 hours, and well, you’ve got one stressed out kid! I typically try not to be angry, mostly because I think it’s an unattractive quality and secondly running does wonders with exorcising it. Plus life’s too short to be angry, right? But when no one thinks they have to load their dinner plate in the dishwasher or throw away their trash, well stress leads to angry. And I’m totally not bitter about it or anything. *Inserteyerollhere*

Luckily I still have running.  And lifting.  Which is what I did this morning because I woke up on the wrong side of the bed due to my stress level. And, despite getting 10(!) hours of sleep last night I woke up exhausted so maybe that just exacerbated the bad mood.  I did have a creepy dream last night that also might have sontributed to the tiredness and while I won’t give y’all a play-by-play I will say that it involved ants oozing out of the pores of my skin. Ick, ick, ick. In fact, I still shudder when I think about it.

But anyway, on to the running.  This is supposed to be a running blog after all! I decided to take out my bitterness on some dumbbells and my muscles first so I did an intense lifting circuit: legs arms and abs.  It felt really challenging and hopefully I’m sore tmrw from it.  Part of it was the fourth week of the hundred pushup challenge and I love how my arms feel like jello when I’m done.

Apparently when I was doing all the lifting, the sun decided to come out and the rain to stop.  Ordinarily I would love this but it made the weather outside soooooo humid.  Not cool.  At. All.  I still went out for a 6-ish mile run to completely drain me of my anger.  The pace was semi-relaxed(?). I mean, I wasn’t *pushing* it but my mood fueled a faster-than-easier pace, which was nice and I enjoyed feeling tough. I do agree with Jess, who commented on my last post, that I looked like I just hopped out of a shower with the humidity (which is also wrecking havoc on my hair).

In the larger scheme of running-things, I’m at the point where I’m far enough away from my marathon that I should start thinking about my next big race.  But I’m not yet far enough away to want to run another one yet, heh.  The idea of simply training for 26.2 miles is daunting.  I am, however, toying with the idea of entering the local 5 on the 4th race (5 miles, not 5k).  Obviously the 4th of July is this upcoming Saturday (how is it July already?!) and it isn’t something that I’m spending time actually training for but maybe it will give me a kick in the [pants] to get excited about racing again and starting training for something.  Most fall races would have a start training cycles around now. Hmmmm, sounds like perfect timing.

Plus, maybe having a training plan, rather than a workout schedule, will help turn my on/off stress cycle into a nice dimmer switch, or at least give me a rock to shut the switch to off more than on.  (Haha ok so that was my lame attempt to wrap things up and come full circle. FAIL.)

P.S. Because my posts are always so darn long, if there’s something you find boring / interesting let me know!

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