Sunday, August 31, 2008

Running Out of Time...

I seem to be obsessed with my lack of time.... If only I had enough time, I could accomplish SO much. My running is included in this. If I had started running earlier in my life, if I had cross-trained more, if I only had more time during the week to train.

As it is, I'm running out of time. I have six weeks of training left, and I'm not exactly where I wanted to be!! But alas, I CANNOT turn back the clock, and I must accept reality. I'm quite unsure if I will reach my time goal. I don't know if my running times today will translate to fast times on race day!! Will my adrenaline be pumping? Will the weather co-operate? Will I feel well? Will I be injury free?

Because even if I had all of the time in the world, certain factors could ruin my time, and ruin my "time." So...I'll keep at this race called life, and this race called the marathon. I'll do my part, and allow the end result to run its course.

Sunday, August 24, 2008

The Wall

Every distance runner knows what "the wall" is. It usually hits around mile 18, when glycogen stores are depleted, and running turns into sheer will power. I honestly didn't actually hit "the wall" in KC, because I think it came around mile 8!! My foot was so sore, but I really didn't care on that day. I came to run a marathon, and I did it. In part, I think I was able to avoid the wall because I ran fairly slow and kept hydrated and was constantly sucking on a sports bean.

But a training run? What is the motivation? Well, tonight my motivation was keeping up with a couple of twenty-somethings. They are REAL runners who had to put up with the "old lady." I gave them some good times by FALLING off the road, and insisting on walking up a couple of(let's be honest, a few) hills.

It didn't go so well, but I'm partially blaming that on the fact that I think I've caught a stomach bug or something. Remember my last post where I was complaining about my inability to lose weight? Well I lost four pounds this week for no reason (I'm not necessarily glad about that). So my stomach basically hurt or I felt nauseated the entire time, but when the schedule says "18," you put in 18 no matter how you feel. Especially when there are two young, fit, hip adults cheering you on for the last half of your run (thanks Aubs and Billy). I didn't want to be the lame doofus aunt who couldn't keep up AT ALL. I think poor Billy felt like he was on a Sunday afternoon stroll whereas I was pushed to my limits.

I didn't have fun tonight (except for the awesome company). I ran to the wall, and realize that without the motivation of an actual race, I am perfectly content to go lean up against the wall and take a nap.

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

550 miles (will) = 55,000 calories

And yet...I'm the SAME weight as ever (well, minus 3 lbs). The good news is, my body fat has dropped by a "WHOPPING" 4%. You heard me. I'm not doing this for weight loss, but one would THINK I would be at my goal by now.

Perhaps it's those chocolate chip cookies, or the lattes.... or the pizza... or the carbo-loading. I actually ate a piece of carrot cake today. I'm not a fan of cake, but carrot cake? Forget about it.

Even still, TWO days in a row, my stomach has been growling VERY LOUDLY during 3rd and 4th hours WHILE I am teaching. I ran 17 miles on Sunday, and my metabolism is RAGING.

Still not an athlete. Still don't know why I do this. Still love it.