


4 miles - my favorite distance:)
Happy 4th of July!
Continuing symptoms of taper madness...9 miles 1:45
It was great to run with Pete again. I can't believe we are finished with the long runs. Now we have ten days of easy runs and rest to prepare for the marathon. I'll need it. My legs were very heavy today after just doing 14 on Monday.
Current Symptoms of Taper Madness....
Lost camera on vacation (or was pick pocketed, although Pete is not buying that)
Lost keys at Farmer's Market (and at park, and in grocery store, each time someone finding them for me before Pete could know - guess the secret is out now....)
This was about as close to a perfect day as possible. After a sunny run in the morning, we all headed to Pine Creek. This is one of my favorite places on the planet, and only partially because it is the place Pete and I fell in love. Pine Creek has a lot of new memories too, as we have now spent a lot of time up there with the kids.
It was a great hike up to the falls. All four of us (five if you count Tinsel) really enjoyed it. It is pretty much the perfect hike for kids. It is 2.5 miles round trip, and there are plenty of creek crossings to jump and boulders to climb along the way. After the hike, we headed to Chico for dinner and a soak.
Next up...a rest day, and then the 20 miler. Whew, we are getting close!
This run was...not worth talking about. However, Pete and I have been using the same route for most of our long runs, so I thought it would be fun to include a couple of photos here. It is a seven mile loop, which we run one or two times, depending on the length of the run, and there are lots of opportunities to do an extra lap around a pond to add a mile or two here or there. It is a pretty good route with one major exception. This is a photo from the first section of trail. This trail runs right by our house, and it is almost a mile long. It reminds me of the opening credits from that show Weeds. It is certainly suburbia's version of a trail. It is not as nice as a real one, but a very welcome change from sidewalks and pavement.
This is the regional park, where I spend a majority of my time running. It actually is a little nicer than it looks here. They are putting in trees tomorrow (the hole you can see), which should be a great improvement. It is almost a mile around this large pond here, and sometimes, if I'm lazy about finding new routes I just run around it a bunch of times to get in the miles.
4.11 Miles 40:44 minutes
Today was the first day of our 18 week training cycle. On the schedule…a four mile run. On the upside, it was a beautiful spring morning, warm and sunny. In my dreaded alphabetical play list (I'm intent on listening to every song in my MP3 player in alphabetical order), three of my favorite running songs played (K’Naan’s Dreamer, Drummer by Davy, and Easy Plateau by Ryan Adams). Sounds nice, but honestly, my knee and entire leg felt tight. I could feel a slight throbbing in left temple (probably a little dehydrated from Saturday night’s wine fest), and my stomach felt horrible from a too recent breakfast. Sometimes I’m so anxious to get out there, I forget I need to let my food digest for a few minutes.
As you can see from my pace above, I am no speedster, and am really just barely a middle of the packer. I haven’t run with a watch or GPS for a few months, so I wasn’t really sure about my current "easy pace". I hoped it magically went from 10 minute miles to 9 minute miles, but…no. My comfortable pace is still right around 10 minute miles.
Pete and I both "conquered" the four mile easy run this sunny Monday morning. He works a seven on/seven off schedule, so during his off week, we get a lot of time to run, although on most days we take turns running and entertaining the kids.
Tonight we made it official by registering for the race, and creating this blog. No turning back now....
6 days to official training….
Darn Girl Scout Cookies – better eat them all before training starts!
8 days to official training….
This week, Pete and I celebrated a seventy-minute run. Both of us came home cheerful from a run (at a comfy pace) that lasted over an hour, happy and a bit tired from our "long run". It is hard to believe in just 19 weeks our bodies will be ready for 26.2 miles, but that is the plan. I know it works. I’ve done it two times. Follow the schedule, suffer through the long runs, and endurance is the result.
I don’t know how I let Pete talk me into this (or how I talked myself into it, really). I had no plans to run another marathon…ever! (Well, unless I got a lot faster and a 20 miler was only a two-hour investment, instead of a four-hour nightmare). He felt he just HAD to do one, and I recommended Missoula. It is just a three hour drive, he would have a lot of family and friends to cheer for him, and in some ways Missoula still feels a bit like home. A long time ago, Pete mentioned we should run it together to celebrate our ten-year anniversary. Our anniversary is the day before the July 11th marathon, but I kind of brushed off the idea. I didn’t want to do it. I’d suffered quite acutely during my first marathon (bonking due to stupidity at mile 17, and doing a "walk/sit the curb" for nearly 10 miles). The second marathon was actually fun in comparison, but I paid for it. I felt great until about mile 24 when I developed a mysterious ache in my knee. I finished out the race, but the vague knee pain turned out to be (or turned into) the dreaded IT Band Syndrome. I suffered with it for a full year, only able to run slow and short, and even now, almost two years later (and every attempt to beat it), that leg is just not the same. Honestly, the more determination Pete showed to run the full, the more I hoped he would change his mind. I know myself what a huge time and emotional investment it is, and I guess I was thinking a tad selfishly.
Last fall we trained for the Vegas half together. The training was very hard, and it burnt me out completely. By the end of the 10 weeks with Ryan Hall’s training program (basically a variation on the famous Run Less, Run Faster, in which every run’s goal includes an ambitious pace), I was dreading every run. After the race, I decided to run only outside, with no real time or distance goals…just vague ideas about how long I wanted to be out there. The results were so amazing; they got me into this mess. I fell in love with running all over again. I ditched any schedule, and kept a journal only for shoe replacement purposes. I skipped the treadmill, did not worry about my pace, or run any hills. Basically I ran just what I wanted and when I wanted, for a couple of months. I LOVED it. So, how did I end up deciding to run the marathon with Pete? Keep in mind, it was during this lovely and euphoric, falling in love with running all over again phase… I’m out on a sunny day at the end of January, listening to Vampire Weekend Contra for the first time and I think to myself, this is so great – I love running, I’ve got to run that marathon with Pete. I want to do the long runs together, and I want to cross that finish line together. I want to share all of the pleasure and pain of training for, and running, a marathon, with my husband. All of sudden, running another marathon sounded….kind of….fun!