I managed a double up day yesterday - so motivating.
Today I had work committments. But when a lunch date cancelled on me I went for a run...WTF my mojo is coming back in big supply!!! I also spent 40mins at the gym doing some format of weights. It was laughable, though I was happy to just wander around and explore all the equipment and watch everyone else.
There are no women at my gym. Very strange and sometimes it makes me feel big and strong. Othertimes it makes me feel like I walked into the wrong changeroom!
So my 5km a day starts today for the whole of this month. No rest days. If I am injured - we will reevaluate. Though the idea is to build my base and focus - this month at least - on consistency.
Thursday, May 31, 2012
Monday, May 28, 2012
Warwick 2012
If there was one thing that Warwick did for me this year - INSPIRATION.
Inspiration to lose weight - again all the photos of me are FAT photos. Ugh
Inspiration for me to train - seriously how can I expect to race well if I don't train well?
Inspiration for me to cross train - being on the sidelines gave me time to think how much I want to be out there. For me right now and I suspect for some time, I need to do things other than running to get my race strength, weight and mental capacity where it needs to be. I'm suffering a low runners confidence with my running. Nothing boosts that better than feeling strong and having a good run.
All in all I need to do a plan. Working on that now and really looking forward to the months ahead!!!
Warwick was the worst preparation I have ever had for a race. Hilarious and if it wasn't Warwick I don't think I would have even turned up! I love this event and I love this weekend away - its fun, friends and frantic all rolled into one.
The week leading up to Warwick Weekend I had started at the gym through a work get fit program. I did a weights session on Wednesday and strained my Gluteus Maximus muscle. It would have been quite funny - having a pain in the ass...except it was hurting. I'll try not to let the guys egg me on to 100kg leg press's next time!
I had a few days off (wow thats new to me..NOT) and hoped for the best. Friday came and I realised I hadn't packed. PANIC! Okay I just went into work an hour late but was all sorted. When the afternoon came I was not feeling like I had much energy. I picked up Billy and headed home to get my suitcase I had left at home. I think that was the third trip home I made between 3-4.3pm! I went back when I realised I left my phone, then back after being 20km down the track when I recalled my race kit on the line...arrggggh not looking good.
Finally got to Warwick for 6pm. I was homing in with Gooner but had a call that afternoon to advise me my regular family room was waiting for me. GREAT. I had not booked ahead as I wasn't sure what my plans were so assumed I didn't have a room. Things were starting to look up!
We got there and headed across to the pub to say hello to everyone. Billy got hyped up so we then went back to the room and had some dinner there. Pikelets for me. Red Rooster for Billy.
Had lots of visitors and got to catch up with everyone from the comfort of my bed - in my PJ's awesome!
4am came and I was up. Yes I was racing today - I must be as I was feeling ill and nervous. Endless trips to the toilet made me think I was never going to be able to leave the hotel room. Unfortunately Billy had already decided to go see 'his friends' so I had to leave to go find him.
It was cold but no where near as cold as I anticipated. I was ready. I could do this. Just relax and enjoy the run. Having not trained meant I had no expectations of a time - so the pressure was of me in that regard.
My garmin died about 5 mins from the start. I gave it to Gooner but he could not get working. Toeing the start line and doing all the obligatory photos I realised I did not have my shoe tag (making me ineligible). Doing awesome so far! Gooner raced to the hotel and went into my bag (noooooo) to find it.
The race started with me not knowing where my son was, no official shoe tag/timer and a corrupt garmin watch. Did I mention I had no gu or other race supplement due to lack of forethought. Race from hell!!
I got my shoe tag at the 3km mark from Gooner. He also handed my gamin back - had manged to do a hard reset and get it working for me. My ipod was not working - despite me fully charging the night before. So at 4km I threw it in disgust on the road and hit the garmin to start the race from there.
About one mile along I realised I was going to be running in miles today. FML. I think I actually started enjoying the run here. It was going up the first big hill and I was laughing silly as I had to pull over and tie up my shoelace - that I had left loose to put on the shoe tag. My shoe tag was now firmly stuck in my bra getting sweaty.
The run itself was awesome. I was having fun and laughing. Most thought I was just crazy. The km markers flew by - I could not believe how quickly they were coming/going. I had found a friend to play leap frog with and just persisted with that.
I saw Gooner with Billy (my son) a few times. The last time Billy did not look well and was not interested in me at all. He was pale and I asked after him when I ran past but Gooner was waving me on. Earlier on in the race Billy had been blowing a trumpet and cheering loudly as he drove past at several points. The pressure was on now to finish and get to my boy. I started running - hard. It may have only been a 10-sec per km improvement but I actually felt like I was truly racing now. I was trying to beat the clock to get home. In no particular time but to finish the last 4 km in as fast as I could. I know they were my fastest km without looking at a watch.
When I finished I puzzled everyone by holding my shoe tag in my hand and bending over as I crossed to make sure it timed correctly so I would be 'qualified' as having run. Then I rushed straight over to my son. He was not well at all. Sweating badly. As soon as we got him in the car he projectile vomited all over Tesso and Gooner and myself.
Seriously the funniest thing ever!!!
Once he got that out of his system he was fine. Was back to himself that afternoon and running around cheering on the next few races.
I never felt bad - my gut and legs held up remarkably for the whole race. No toilet stops, no pain. Even the next day I felt great.
Now I just want to go back and do it all again!!!!! 2013 watch out. You are on my target list for a PB next year!!!!!
Inspiration to lose weight - again all the photos of me are FAT photos. Ugh
Inspiration for me to train - seriously how can I expect to race well if I don't train well?
Inspiration for me to cross train - being on the sidelines gave me time to think how much I want to be out there. For me right now and I suspect for some time, I need to do things other than running to get my race strength, weight and mental capacity where it needs to be. I'm suffering a low runners confidence with my running. Nothing boosts that better than feeling strong and having a good run.
All in all I need to do a plan. Working on that now and really looking forward to the months ahead!!!
Warwick was the worst preparation I have ever had for a race. Hilarious and if it wasn't Warwick I don't think I would have even turned up! I love this event and I love this weekend away - its fun, friends and frantic all rolled into one.
The week leading up to Warwick Weekend I had started at the gym through a work get fit program. I did a weights session on Wednesday and strained my Gluteus Maximus muscle. It would have been quite funny - having a pain in the ass...except it was hurting. I'll try not to let the guys egg me on to 100kg leg press's next time!
I had a few days off (wow thats new to me..NOT) and hoped for the best. Friday came and I realised I hadn't packed. PANIC! Okay I just went into work an hour late but was all sorted. When the afternoon came I was not feeling like I had much energy. I picked up Billy and headed home to get my suitcase I had left at home. I think that was the third trip home I made between 3-4.3pm! I went back when I realised I left my phone, then back after being 20km down the track when I recalled my race kit on the line...arrggggh not looking good.
Finally got to Warwick for 6pm. I was homing in with Gooner but had a call that afternoon to advise me my regular family room was waiting for me. GREAT. I had not booked ahead as I wasn't sure what my plans were so assumed I didn't have a room. Things were starting to look up!
We got there and headed across to the pub to say hello to everyone. Billy got hyped up so we then went back to the room and had some dinner there. Pikelets for me. Red Rooster for Billy.
Had lots of visitors and got to catch up with everyone from the comfort of my bed - in my PJ's awesome!
4am came and I was up. Yes I was racing today - I must be as I was feeling ill and nervous. Endless trips to the toilet made me think I was never going to be able to leave the hotel room. Unfortunately Billy had already decided to go see 'his friends' so I had to leave to go find him.
It was cold but no where near as cold as I anticipated. I was ready. I could do this. Just relax and enjoy the run. Having not trained meant I had no expectations of a time - so the pressure was of me in that regard.
My garmin died about 5 mins from the start. I gave it to Gooner but he could not get working. Toeing the start line and doing all the obligatory photos I realised I did not have my shoe tag (making me ineligible). Doing awesome so far! Gooner raced to the hotel and went into my bag (noooooo) to find it.
The race started with me not knowing where my son was, no official shoe tag/timer and a corrupt garmin watch. Did I mention I had no gu or other race supplement due to lack of forethought. Race from hell!!
I got my shoe tag at the 3km mark from Gooner. He also handed my gamin back - had manged to do a hard reset and get it working for me. My ipod was not working - despite me fully charging the night before. So at 4km I threw it in disgust on the road and hit the garmin to start the race from there.
About one mile along I realised I was going to be running in miles today. FML. I think I actually started enjoying the run here. It was going up the first big hill and I was laughing silly as I had to pull over and tie up my shoelace - that I had left loose to put on the shoe tag. My shoe tag was now firmly stuck in my bra getting sweaty.
The run itself was awesome. I was having fun and laughing. Most thought I was just crazy. The km markers flew by - I could not believe how quickly they were coming/going. I had found a friend to play leap frog with and just persisted with that.
I saw Gooner with Billy (my son) a few times. The last time Billy did not look well and was not interested in me at all. He was pale and I asked after him when I ran past but Gooner was waving me on. Earlier on in the race Billy had been blowing a trumpet and cheering loudly as he drove past at several points. The pressure was on now to finish and get to my boy. I started running - hard. It may have only been a 10-sec per km improvement but I actually felt like I was truly racing now. I was trying to beat the clock to get home. In no particular time but to finish the last 4 km in as fast as I could. I know they were my fastest km without looking at a watch.
When I finished I puzzled everyone by holding my shoe tag in my hand and bending over as I crossed to make sure it timed correctly so I would be 'qualified' as having run. Then I rushed straight over to my son. He was not well at all. Sweating badly. As soon as we got him in the car he projectile vomited all over Tesso and Gooner and myself.
Seriously the funniest thing ever!!!
Once he got that out of his system he was fine. Was back to himself that afternoon and running around cheering on the next few races.
I never felt bad - my gut and legs held up remarkably for the whole race. No toilet stops, no pain. Even the next day I felt great.
Now I just want to go back and do it all again!!!!! 2013 watch out. You are on my target list for a PB next year!!!!!
Wednesday, May 23, 2012
I'm Not Complaining..honestly I'm Not!
I just wish I didn't have to 'come back' everytime I ease off the speed work. As I get older, fatter and slower the comebacks to include speed in my training just gets harder.
Today was just painful. Actually it wasn't, I refused to run fast. But that mental battle hurt. I don't like telling myself to take it easy.
It was only a 12km mid week run. I have a race on Saturday so knew I wasnt going to bust a gut. Still everyone was out running 4:50 pace and I decided 'no fuck you very much'. I ran around 5min pace and then after the halfway point decided to run alongside Robbie and dropped the pace even further. The last three km though I picked up and was running anywhere from 4:45 - 4:30. It was quick and I was feeling great but it wasn't easy like it should have been.
I noticed my breathing was all over the place so I'm guessing I am run down in general with the whole house being sick lately.
I had someone very unexpectedly remind me this morning that when we push through this feeling of crap running/energy levels...thats when we make the best progress and see results. It was good to hear it again.
Today was just painful. Actually it wasn't, I refused to run fast. But that mental battle hurt. I don't like telling myself to take it easy.
It was only a 12km mid week run. I have a race on Saturday so knew I wasnt going to bust a gut. Still everyone was out running 4:50 pace and I decided 'no fuck you very much'. I ran around 5min pace and then after the halfway point decided to run alongside Robbie and dropped the pace even further. The last three km though I picked up and was running anywhere from 4:45 - 4:30. It was quick and I was feeling great but it wasn't easy like it should have been.
I noticed my breathing was all over the place so I'm guessing I am run down in general with the whole house being sick lately.
I had someone very unexpectedly remind me this morning that when we push through this feeling of crap running/energy levels...thats when we make the best progress and see results. It was good to hear it again.
Sunday, May 20, 2012
Just like living in Paradise...
....and I don't want to go home.
Thats how I feel every time I run Cootha. Doesn't matter if I am on my own or with a buddy. It's just a good feeling to challenge the body and make it up that hill. The quick stop for water lets you catch your breath and prepare yourself for the onslaught of the undulations! Love it.
I wish hills were kind to your body and I could do them everyday!
Thats how I feel every time I run Cootha. Doesn't matter if I am on my own or with a buddy. It's just a good feeling to challenge the body and make it up that hill. The quick stop for water lets you catch your breath and prepare yourself for the onslaught of the undulations! Love it.
I wish hills were kind to your body and I could do them everyday!
Monday, May 14, 2012
Monday Morning
We needed a rest day. We wanted a run day.
We ran!
I laugh now because in the carpark at Cootha in the dark cold morning we moaned about how slow we were going to be - both of us vying for an award for the slowest lap. Tess was talking about walking the hill. I was talking about driving in the car!!!! In the end we got going and before you knew it we were back at the car after finishing the 9.6km hilly loop in just on 50mins. It was a great run - especially considering we were dawdling up the hill for the first 3km.
Once we had a bit of water at the top we just took off and it is the fastest (not in time perhaps) we have gone from the water stop to the Summit. It just felt like we did one undulation and we were there. I guess we were busy talking about our next run.....
After the run we were on a high and had that epiphany (as you do) about how glad we were that we managed to get out of bed (and then our cars) to do the run.
Its not always what you feel like doing...but that feeling when you get it done....SENSATIONAL!
Watching the amazing sunrise it is so easy to believe this is the perfect life. Friends. Running and a beautiful city.
GOOD MORNING BRISBANE!!!
We ran!
I laugh now because in the carpark at Cootha in the dark cold morning we moaned about how slow we were going to be - both of us vying for an award for the slowest lap. Tess was talking about walking the hill. I was talking about driving in the car!!!! In the end we got going and before you knew it we were back at the car after finishing the 9.6km hilly loop in just on 50mins. It was a great run - especially considering we were dawdling up the hill for the first 3km.
Once we had a bit of water at the top we just took off and it is the fastest (not in time perhaps) we have gone from the water stop to the Summit. It just felt like we did one undulation and we were there. I guess we were busy talking about our next run.....
After the run we were on a high and had that epiphany (as you do) about how glad we were that we managed to get out of bed (and then our cars) to do the run.
Its not always what you feel like doing...but that feeling when you get it done....SENSATIONAL!
Watching the amazing sunrise it is so easy to believe this is the perfect life. Friends. Running and a beautiful city.
GOOD MORNING BRISBANE!!!
Friday, May 11, 2012
One Day at a Time
I'm still here.
Just cruising along and trying to maintain 5 days a week of running for the rest of the month.
I have plans for June which I will detail later here.
July - Commence Marathon Training. Long runs this month will start at 25km and progressively get longer.
July - Long Runs every weekend of 27-30km
August - Long runs every weekend of 35km alternating with 30km - practicing all fueling and clothing
Sept - Long runs every weekend of 35km+ no fuel except last long run will be trial marathon
Oct - Taper after first week and focus on speed. Align my life to the time zone as best I can.
As you can see my training will focus around the long runs. The other key things I aim to do are:
Strengthening - three times a week
Mid Week long run - 20km without fail and regardless of long run length
One speed session and one hill session each week from July onwards.
Apart from that it will be about trying to hold it all together and get through my full time job, home life and the travelling.
I think the travel over to USA will be what hits me the most. I get so excited about these things and my energy will just overload. Fortunately I am building myself up to not expect any great time, just a great race!!!!
Right now, I'm still here....just plodding on through May because I don't want to waste my life wishingt for the next big event to hurry along and I'm quite enjoying no pressure on any weekly mileage or times. That will come soon enough.
Just cruising along and trying to maintain 5 days a week of running for the rest of the month.
I have plans for June which I will detail later here.
July - Commence Marathon Training. Long runs this month will start at 25km and progressively get longer.
July - Long Runs every weekend of 27-30km
August - Long runs every weekend of 35km alternating with 30km - practicing all fueling and clothing
Sept - Long runs every weekend of 35km+ no fuel except last long run will be trial marathon
Oct - Taper after first week and focus on speed. Align my life to the time zone as best I can.
As you can see my training will focus around the long runs. The other key things I aim to do are:
Strengthening - three times a week
Mid Week long run - 20km without fail and regardless of long run length
One speed session and one hill session each week from July onwards.
Apart from that it will be about trying to hold it all together and get through my full time job, home life and the travelling.
I think the travel over to USA will be what hits me the most. I get so excited about these things and my energy will just overload. Fortunately I am building myself up to not expect any great time, just a great race!!!!
Right now, I'm still here....just plodding on through May because I don't want to waste my life wishingt for the next big event to hurry along and I'm quite enjoying no pressure on any weekly mileage or times. That will come soon enough.
Tuesday, May 01, 2012
Some Light in the tunnel
It's amazing how a decent run can really help you put things into perspective.
I didn't get out at all on the weekend and actually went a bit stir crazy, it didn't help that it peltered down with miserable rain the WHOLE DAY!! Its understandable when you are injured or in taper/ recovery mode. When it's just because you don't have a babysitter it is REALLY FRUSTRATING. So after taking it out on myself and drowning in a bottle of wine Saturday night I decided Sunday morning my life is not going to be like this. Mentally....I turned a corner. I just have to be happy to run when I can and enjoy life in other ways when I can't.
I was not able to get to Pats for his 3Km time trial this morning, which was devastating but you know what - its NOT the end of the world. I got out of bed at 4.30am and went for a run. I came home 18.5km later and happy that I had made the effort and was still able to get Billy to daycare on time. I'm sure my boss will not appreciate me falling asleep at my desk at 3pm this arvo but...I'll be happy :) Nyuk Nyuk Nyuk.
I'm enjoying running on my own around my neighbourhood and doing the Mt Coothas though it will be great when the buddy contingent are back and in training for the next big race. At least it gives me someone to chase.
Some new shoes I picked up in Perth seem to be doing the trick and I even got Toasty to get me another pair from USA when he was there. So now it's just a matter of settling down and doing some base building for New York.
WOOOOHOOOOO only 26 weeks and 5 sleeps. Technically 6 months this week till the NYM on 4th November.
I didn't get out at all on the weekend and actually went a bit stir crazy, it didn't help that it peltered down with miserable rain the WHOLE DAY!! Its understandable when you are injured or in taper/ recovery mode. When it's just because you don't have a babysitter it is REALLY FRUSTRATING. So after taking it out on myself and drowning in a bottle of wine Saturday night I decided Sunday morning my life is not going to be like this. Mentally....I turned a corner. I just have to be happy to run when I can and enjoy life in other ways when I can't.
I was not able to get to Pats for his 3Km time trial this morning, which was devastating but you know what - its NOT the end of the world. I got out of bed at 4.30am and went for a run. I came home 18.5km later and happy that I had made the effort and was still able to get Billy to daycare on time. I'm sure my boss will not appreciate me falling asleep at my desk at 3pm this arvo but...I'll be happy :) Nyuk Nyuk Nyuk.
I'm enjoying running on my own around my neighbourhood and doing the Mt Coothas though it will be great when the buddy contingent are back and in training for the next big race. At least it gives me someone to chase.
Some new shoes I picked up in Perth seem to be doing the trick and I even got Toasty to get me another pair from USA when he was there. So now it's just a matter of settling down and doing some base building for New York.
WOOOOHOOOOO only 26 weeks and 5 sleeps. Technically 6 months this week till the NYM on 4th November.
Tuesday, April 17, 2012
Stuggling
Yep, I am struggling. So help me God I am struggling.
Reallly trying to find out if I want to continue on my running journey. It is getting so hard to fit it in with my life. To juggle all the balls and not let anything slip.
I am on the verge of injury again. Painful hip, sore/tight ITB. I need to run for mental clarity and fitness but can I bear another block of time on the sidelines? Do I just give it all in and turn back to the world of weightlifting and gym where I was less injury prone? (though I do recall the habit of dropping the free weights on my toes!!)
I guess the real question is - am I going to go to New York for the NYM? I'll take the next week to work out with my husband and my running buddy if we are going. I won't go alone and I won't go unsupported.
If yes - I have something to aim and train for.
If no - I have no reason to run (I'll always run for fitness but I'm referring to TRAINING type of run).
I told you I was struggling. A weekend of watching all my mates start and finish their respective races across the globe has not helped my internal fight for a semblance of focus on my own goals. I am so amazed and happy and shocked and amused and encouraged at all their results. It really has given some inspiration to sort myself out...so one more week of struggling...then decisions must be made and plans drawn up.
Reallly trying to find out if I want to continue on my running journey. It is getting so hard to fit it in with my life. To juggle all the balls and not let anything slip.
I am on the verge of injury again. Painful hip, sore/tight ITB. I need to run for mental clarity and fitness but can I bear another block of time on the sidelines? Do I just give it all in and turn back to the world of weightlifting and gym where I was less injury prone? (though I do recall the habit of dropping the free weights on my toes!!)
I guess the real question is - am I going to go to New York for the NYM? I'll take the next week to work out with my husband and my running buddy if we are going. I won't go alone and I won't go unsupported.
If yes - I have something to aim and train for.
If no - I have no reason to run (I'll always run for fitness but I'm referring to TRAINING type of run).
I told you I was struggling. A weekend of watching all my mates start and finish their respective races across the globe has not helped my internal fight for a semblance of focus on my own goals. I am so amazed and happy and shocked and amused and encouraged at all their results. It really has given some inspiration to sort myself out...so one more week of struggling...then decisions must be made and plans drawn up.
Saturday, March 10, 2012
Jeremy Jeremy Jeremy
Jeremy - I blame you.
Today was horrendous and tremendous. I am so glad I did the run I did and it went amazingly fast! Felt faster than a three km time trial. But at the time it was hurting. Just like a 3k TT I guess.
Ok so I can't blame Jeremy for me being late but that's what started it all. I turned up at five am in time to see the buddies take off. I chased them (and had been running very hard from the carpark already) and got them a few hundred metres up the road but I was sore and my groin was throbbing. Never had that before. Must not sprint on cold legs.
Half hour later and we returned to where we had started from to pick up the 5:30am crew. Liz was there and both Tess and I really wanted to catch up and run with her.
A new guy showed up (JEREMY) just as we were leaving. But he had a bike and a knapsack.sigh.
Tess and I told the others to head off whilst we took him to show him where the lockers were. Then he didn't have coins so we waited with his stuff whilst he ran off to the shops. Then we waited some more. Just because.
A good fifteen minutes later with the bike all locked up we took off. FAST!! We wanted to try to catch up to the buddies (Liz mostly) so off we went. Poor Jeremy he just hung on the best he could. I asked his marathon PB (4hrs but was a bad day) and his half marathon PB (90mins) so decided he could keep with us. He had only been in the county two weeks from Singapore and was suffering with the cooler weather today.
Anyhow a long story short - we ran 4:30 pace for the next 6km along coro drive and did not speak at all.
We finally caught up at St Lucia to the other crowd but sad to say Liz had turned around to try to catch us on the return leg in another direction. We were destined to not run together.
I had to be home early and was shocked to find when we were at the Tennis Centre it was already after 7am. The shortest route back to the car was 7km and I had to do it in under half an hour. I gave it my best shot but got stuck on a big hill up Stephens Street in South Brisbane. For the most part we raced back and at the car I was completely exhausted. A protein drink was necessary just to get me home (driving the car) safely.
Nana nap and some TLC required now.
Today was horrendous and tremendous. I am so glad I did the run I did and it went amazingly fast! Felt faster than a three km time trial. But at the time it was hurting. Just like a 3k TT I guess.
Ok so I can't blame Jeremy for me being late but that's what started it all. I turned up at five am in time to see the buddies take off. I chased them (and had been running very hard from the carpark already) and got them a few hundred metres up the road but I was sore and my groin was throbbing. Never had that before. Must not sprint on cold legs.
Half hour later and we returned to where we had started from to pick up the 5:30am crew. Liz was there and both Tess and I really wanted to catch up and run with her.
A new guy showed up (JEREMY) just as we were leaving. But he had a bike and a knapsack.sigh.
Tess and I told the others to head off whilst we took him to show him where the lockers were. Then he didn't have coins so we waited with his stuff whilst he ran off to the shops. Then we waited some more. Just because.
A good fifteen minutes later with the bike all locked up we took off. FAST!! We wanted to try to catch up to the buddies (Liz mostly) so off we went. Poor Jeremy he just hung on the best he could. I asked his marathon PB (4hrs but was a bad day) and his half marathon PB (90mins) so decided he could keep with us. He had only been in the county two weeks from Singapore and was suffering with the cooler weather today.
Anyhow a long story short - we ran 4:30 pace for the next 6km along coro drive and did not speak at all.
We finally caught up at St Lucia to the other crowd but sad to say Liz had turned around to try to catch us on the return leg in another direction. We were destined to not run together.
I had to be home early and was shocked to find when we were at the Tennis Centre it was already after 7am. The shortest route back to the car was 7km and I had to do it in under half an hour. I gave it my best shot but got stuck on a big hill up Stephens Street in South Brisbane. For the most part we raced back and at the car I was completely exhausted. A protein drink was necessary just to get me home (driving the car) safely.
Nana nap and some TLC required now.
Friday, February 24, 2012
Groundhog Week
Wednesday
Started out with the Buddies who said they were running slow. Never trust Brett!! We were doing 4:40's on average for the first 5km. I slowed down a bit after we hit 9km and turned for home. The way we ran it was only 3km back to the starting point. After enjoying being on my own I then saw some runners up ahead and decided to try and catch them. I never did but the intent to focus on form was a good one and saw me finish strong.
Thursday
It was Ash Wednesday yesterday so I didn't eat anything the whole day. Getting out for a run this morning was tough and sluggish. I managed 7km but I believe that was only due to a pre-workout drink I had taken ten mins before I left home. My intent was to do another three km in the afternoon but it didn't happen. I'm not going to be a sook about not getting my 10km done though. It has been fantastic to have a reason and goal each day to try to achieve but I have to let go a bit on the odd occasion when I don't hit the goals.
Friday
10km around home. Very calming and felt in the zone. Wasn't fast but I felt like a runner.
Started out with the Buddies who said they were running slow. Never trust Brett!! We were doing 4:40's on average for the first 5km. I slowed down a bit after we hit 9km and turned for home. The way we ran it was only 3km back to the starting point. After enjoying being on my own I then saw some runners up ahead and decided to try and catch them. I never did but the intent to focus on form was a good one and saw me finish strong.
Thursday
It was Ash Wednesday yesterday so I didn't eat anything the whole day. Getting out for a run this morning was tough and sluggish. I managed 7km but I believe that was only due to a pre-workout drink I had taken ten mins before I left home. My intent was to do another three km in the afternoon but it didn't happen. I'm not going to be a sook about not getting my 10km done though. It has been fantastic to have a reason and goal each day to try to achieve but I have to let go a bit on the odd occasion when I don't hit the goals.
Friday
10km around home. Very calming and felt in the zone. Wasn't fast but I felt like a runner.
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
I'm still at it...
Sunday - best run!! 16km hilly around Caloundra with two fast men. Made me feel like a runner having to keep up with others and not just plod along on my own. Yippee
Monday - 12km slow but it felt solid. Must be all the kms in my legs.
Tuesday - PCRG : did an extra long warm up with Tesso the Besso doing 5.5km then a further 2.5km before getting into the speed session. 5 x 1min with 30sec jog recovery. 45min rest then 30 on/off the whole way back. This was followed up with a 4min effort and then a final 1min effort. Total run - 15.5km.
Monday - 12km slow but it felt solid. Must be all the kms in my legs.
Tuesday - PCRG : did an extra long warm up with Tesso the Besso doing 5.5km then a further 2.5km before getting into the speed session. 5 x 1min with 30sec jog recovery. 45min rest then 30 on/off the whole way back. This was followed up with a 4min effort and then a final 1min effort. Total run - 15.5km.
Saturday, February 18, 2012
Run baby run
Done and dusted.
Such luxury doing a 10km on a Saturday morning. Very delicious and wonderful way to start the day. Long run tomorrow...maybe 11km Nyuk Nyuk Nyuk
Such luxury doing a 10km on a Saturday morning. Very delicious and wonderful way to start the day. Long run tomorrow...maybe 11km Nyuk Nyuk Nyuk
Thursday, February 16, 2012
Had a Shocker
Let me set the scene - It was hot but not that hot.
I had driven from Caloundra to Brisbane for a meeting that was cancelled when I got there so worked an hour in the office then drove back. Feeling off I laid down to sleep for a minute and woke up an hour later. Just not right.
I headed out for my run regardless around 5pm but after a while I actually felt like I was having a heart attack. I stopped and sat on the beach and was waiting for someone to come past me to ask them to call an ambulance. No one came close. After twenty minutes I felt ok enough to stand up and the pain in my chest had subsided. I walked up to the path and then even started running again. I ended up doing about 6km instead of the required 10km. I'm guessing indigestion or stress. Scared the crap out of me but glad I didn't have to suffer the embarrassment of an ambo telling me it was the Maccas for lunch cursing heartburn LOL
Today I woke up and it was completely different. I still had some pain in my chest - yes if it is there tomorrow I will get it checked - I am not worried. It went away and I had a glorious run along the beach and stretched in the rising sunrise then ran back and swam before heading up to our unit soaking wet and sandy. Aaaahhhh the joys of beachside living. Today was perfect. 13km all up. A few km to make amends for yesterday but mostly because I was really enjoying my run out there.
I had driven from Caloundra to Brisbane for a meeting that was cancelled when I got there so worked an hour in the office then drove back. Feeling off I laid down to sleep for a minute and woke up an hour later. Just not right.
I headed out for my run regardless around 5pm but after a while I actually felt like I was having a heart attack. I stopped and sat on the beach and was waiting for someone to come past me to ask them to call an ambulance. No one came close. After twenty minutes I felt ok enough to stand up and the pain in my chest had subsided. I walked up to the path and then even started running again. I ended up doing about 6km instead of the required 10km. I'm guessing indigestion or stress. Scared the crap out of me but glad I didn't have to suffer the embarrassment of an ambo telling me it was the Maccas for lunch cursing heartburn LOL
Today I woke up and it was completely different. I still had some pain in my chest - yes if it is there tomorrow I will get it checked - I am not worried. It went away and I had a glorious run along the beach and stretched in the rising sunrise then ran back and swam before heading up to our unit soaking wet and sandy. Aaaahhhh the joys of beachside living. Today was perfect. 13km all up. A few km to make amends for yesterday but mostly because I was really enjoying my run out there.
Monday, February 13, 2012
All done
10km run around the Brisbane River. Some really slow and some fast kms just to shake the legs.
Beautiful way to start the day.
Beautiful way to start the day.
Sunday, February 12, 2012
10km Sunday
Im on holidays!!! Okay so that's a bit of a joke seeing as I'm working all week - but at least I get to do it from the gorgeous beachside.
Woke up this morning in a strange bed and felt achy all over.... Ahhhh the day after a long run and a bottle of red Nyuk Nyuk Nyuk. Hubby and I headed to a nearby cafe where we had a gourmet breakfast with little Bill. It was a lovely cafe that also sells bothers - a very important deal for someone who has come for a week on the beach and left hers behind!!
After a lazy day walking and swimming (it's lazy if you don't race on a Sunday!) I decided to head out around 3pm for my daily 10km. This was mental torture. The first km was agony mentally and physically but aft that my legs got into the swing of things and I settled into the run. I didn't bother checking the kmsplits as I was running on sand then over rocks and checking out the scenery along the way. I was in the zone. At 5km I turned around. Coming home I happened to notice I was running 4:30min/km and it finally dawned on me that I had been running mostly uphill the whole way out - hence the sluggish slow chug. Home time meant I was downhill and nearly finished so the legs were turning over quickly. I felt great!! Met up with hubby in the ocean and cooled down before heading back for a shower.
Maybe this running every day thing is starting to work for me.
Woke up this morning in a strange bed and felt achy all over.... Ahhhh the day after a long run and a bottle of red Nyuk Nyuk Nyuk. Hubby and I headed to a nearby cafe where we had a gourmet breakfast with little Bill. It was a lovely cafe that also sells bothers - a very important deal for someone who has come for a week on the beach and left hers behind!!
After a lazy day walking and swimming (it's lazy if you don't race on a Sunday!) I decided to head out around 3pm for my daily 10km. This was mental torture. The first km was agony mentally and physically but aft that my legs got into the swing of things and I settled into the run. I didn't bother checking the kmsplits as I was running on sand then over rocks and checking out the scenery along the way. I was in the zone. At 5km I turned around. Coming home I happened to notice I was running 4:30min/km and it finally dawned on me that I had been running mostly uphill the whole way out - hence the sluggish slow chug. Home time meant I was downhill and nearly finished so the legs were turning over quickly. I felt great!! Met up with hubby in the ocean and cooled down before heading back for a shower.
Maybe this running every day thing is starting to work for me.
Saturday, February 11, 2012
Saturday Slog
I approach the Saturday run with some trepidation lately. I'm not training for a marathon, yet I seem to be doing some reasonably mileage. I want to run with my friends and they all seem to be running long. So off I trot on another long run.
This morning was easy. We had a slow pace on with lots of Hill climbs and bridges and undulating streets to make you not want to look at the watch. The distance went so quickly but there were lots of times we were running in silence in single file each of us in our own contemplative thoughts.
I was regretting instantly the dinner of creamy pasta last night. I never eat creamy sauce yet all the pasta at the place we went to was exactly that. I had the worst stomach during my run but pushed on just to finish. In the end Tesso added up my km and I was sitting on 99km so she made me do another one which was not EXACTLY what I felt like....but I did I it.
Another week another 100km. Please now let me just do an easy 70km this coming week!!
This morning was easy. We had a slow pace on with lots of Hill climbs and bridges and undulating streets to make you not want to look at the watch. The distance went so quickly but there were lots of times we were running in silence in single file each of us in our own contemplative thoughts.
I was regretting instantly the dinner of creamy pasta last night. I never eat creamy sauce yet all the pasta at the place we went to was exactly that. I had the worst stomach during my run but pushed on just to finish. In the end Tesso added up my km and I was sitting on 99km so she made me do another one which was not EXACTLY what I felt like....but I did I it.
Another week another 100km. Please now let me just do an easy 70km this coming week!!
Friday, February 10, 2012
Freaky Friends Friday
Seriously need to find some new running buddies. Some SLOWER ones!!
We met up this morn for a lap of Mt Coot-Tha and as soon as we left the car park it was on for young and old. Flying!!
I stayed in front for about 500m up the hill....which is a lot!! But then stepped aside to let the fasties go past. I hung in the rear but by the time we got to the top they were a good 15sec in front.
The undulating bits were awesome. We cruised then racing up and down and Tesso and I stayed ahead of the pack the whole way. I got in front just at the last rise to the summit and wouldn't you know it some flashy Gooner streaks past - he had been sitting right behind us waiting for the opportunity to get ahead without giving us time to catch him.
The rest of the run it was all pace. We hit 3:45min/km for the last two km but being downhill I guess that's called gravity assisted. Still it was fast. I'm feeling it now.
Nothing like that hot shower and coffee afterwards!!!
We met up this morn for a lap of Mt Coot-Tha and as soon as we left the car park it was on for young and old. Flying!!
I stayed in front for about 500m up the hill....which is a lot!! But then stepped aside to let the fasties go past. I hung in the rear but by the time we got to the top they were a good 15sec in front.
The undulating bits were awesome. We cruised then racing up and down and Tesso and I stayed ahead of the pack the whole way. I got in front just at the last rise to the summit and wouldn't you know it some flashy Gooner streaks past - he had been sitting right behind us waiting for the opportunity to get ahead without giving us time to catch him.
The rest of the run it was all pace. We hit 3:45min/km for the last two km but being downhill I guess that's called gravity assisted. Still it was fast. I'm feeling it now.
Nothing like that hot shower and coffee afterwards!!!
Thursday, February 09, 2012
Twilight Zone
...tonight's run was scary. Literally scary!!!
I thought I'd run out to a house that's for sale in Darra to take a look. I have nothing against that suburb in fact I believe it could be the home of a good little nugget - hence why I was looking - but you need to choose wisely.
Anyhow for some reason I got to the street past the railway station and I started thinking of the movie Wolfcreek. It wasn't the terrain, it was the terror I felt. Then when a car went past full of kids and making lots of noise I felt like I was in The Outsiders and I had crossed the wrong side of the tracks. Ummm not buying that house!!!
I hit the 5km mark and turned for home....quickly. Negative split.
10km done and dusted. I'm not bothering to look at the watch and I never stopped the timer when I crossed roads. I didn't want the pressure to run fast, I just wanted to know when 10km was finished. my body is aching all over from running and massage and my brain is fried from stress at work. Basically I'm running on oil rags at the moment - but such is life and I'm having fun!!!
I thought I'd run out to a house that's for sale in Darra to take a look. I have nothing against that suburb in fact I believe it could be the home of a good little nugget - hence why I was looking - but you need to choose wisely.
Anyhow for some reason I got to the street past the railway station and I started thinking of the movie Wolfcreek. It wasn't the terrain, it was the terror I felt. Then when a car went past full of kids and making lots of noise I felt like I was in The Outsiders and I had crossed the wrong side of the tracks. Ummm not buying that house!!!
I hit the 5km mark and turned for home....quickly. Negative split.
10km done and dusted. I'm not bothering to look at the watch and I never stopped the timer when I crossed roads. I didn't want the pressure to run fast, I just wanted to know when 10km was finished. my body is aching all over from running and massage and my brain is fried from stress at work. Basically I'm running on oil rags at the moment - but such is life and I'm having fun!!!
Wednesday Whiplash
I had to do an airport run with the daughter.
Which meant getting up at 3:30am. Driving out there (airport) I felt great but by the time I had dropped her off and parked the car at Southbank I was weary. I was also alone. Missed the 5am crew but too early for the 5:30am crew so just headed out for a jog around the river.
The moon was glorious - it was huge!!!- and the sunrise was simple stunning. So I just kept changing directions according to the views I could attain.
I started slowly but finished strongly which surprised me after yesterday's core fitness session and time trial. The last few were 4:40's and I was happy with that. 11 km all up for the morning.
Which meant getting up at 3:30am. Driving out there (airport) I felt great but by the time I had dropped her off and parked the car at Southbank I was weary. I was also alone. Missed the 5am crew but too early for the 5:30am crew so just headed out for a jog around the river.
The moon was glorious - it was huge!!!- and the sunrise was simple stunning. So I just kept changing directions according to the views I could attain.
I started slowly but finished strongly which surprised me after yesterday's core fitness session and time trial. The last few were 4:40's and I was happy with that. 11 km all up for the morning.
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