Saturday - 8mi race (I garmin'd it at 8.1 but who's being picky...:-P )
Splits: 6:16, 6:24, 6:57, 7:10, 6:39, 6:30, 7:11, 6:15 (ha! Can you locate the ridiculous hills based on my splits :-P)
Official Time: 54:08
Place: 3rd Woman
Total Mileage: 12mi
Sunday - 8mi + gym + 1 mi run home from gym
Total Weekly Mileage: 47 miles
Mon - 8mi Movin Shoes run with the boys.
Tues - 6 mi AM run easy
Balboa 8-Miler
I didn't really commit to actually running in this until the night before, but even then I said I was going to do it as a tempo run. All morning I kept referring to it as a tempo run, even as I was registering and getting my number. It wasn't until I put on my uniform singlet that I remembered I don't know how to tempo in a race. I only know how to race. My "plan" was to go out in about 7 mins and then just do cut downs from there. Unfortunately three things inhibited this goal: 1) This was more XC than road race, with hills that had me forgetting I was in San Diego and instead felt like I was racing through Van Cordtland park, 2) I got out in 6:16, which completely ruined my whole cut down from 7:00 to 6:30s and 3) I'm too competitive to do a tempo in an actual race.
Splits were all over the place due to the change in terrain but overall I was pleased with my longest race ever. The longer distance I try, the more I like it...which is strange considering I was so deadset on shorter distances in college.
I was third female overall and won my age group (though I always find that latter statement deceiving. Technically I was the second woman in for my age group, behind my teammate, but since she was the overall winner I get to take the crown for the age group. Still sounds funny to me...)
Mileage is up. Little aches and pains are diminishing. I'm actually feeling rather strong right now. Things are good...
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Monday, August 3, 2009
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
I need a super soaker.
Monday
Stationary Bike (AM)
Distance: 10.0 mi
Time: 50 ish minutes
Avg Pace: 12.something
Run (PM)
Distance: 5.16
Time: 35:54
Avg. Pace: 6:57
Avg. HR: 174
I actually had no intention of getting up to workout this morning. I was already mentally committed to the Movin' shoes run after work and didn't quite feel my first day back from the whirlwind that was SF warranted a double. However, the two crows outside my window at 6 AM had other plans. I tried to sleep through the constant cawing. I even went on my balcony and threw random objects at them (don’t judge me…you know things were bad if I'm in pinstripe PJ's and fuzzy slippers and on my balcony at 6:15 am chucking burnt out tea candles and assorted trash from my kitchen blindly into the trees). Finally I had to escape so I accepted defeat and headed out to the Gym. And would you believe those bastards were STILL cawing when I got back. And FYI they were at it again this morning as well. I'm thinking a super soaker might work.
Ran with AM and Manny after work and felt pretty good. My main complaint was that in the last mile my lower shins felt super tight down through the top of my foot. I have a feeling I'm going to be getting weird pains here and there as my body adjusts to the orthotics and as the strength work adjusts my stride. Hopefully it will go away because it definitely slowed me down.
Feeling antsy to start running longer distances.
Stationary Bike (AM)
Distance: 10.0 mi
Time: 50 ish minutes
Avg Pace: 12.something
Run (PM)
Distance: 5.16
Time: 35:54
Avg. Pace: 6:57
Avg. HR: 174
I actually had no intention of getting up to workout this morning. I was already mentally committed to the Movin' shoes run after work and didn't quite feel my first day back from the whirlwind that was SF warranted a double. However, the two crows outside my window at 6 AM had other plans. I tried to sleep through the constant cawing. I even went on my balcony and threw random objects at them (don’t judge me…you know things were bad if I'm in pinstripe PJ's and fuzzy slippers and on my balcony at 6:15 am chucking burnt out tea candles and assorted trash from my kitchen blindly into the trees). Finally I had to escape so I accepted defeat and headed out to the Gym. And would you believe those bastards were STILL cawing when I got back. And FYI they were at it again this morning as well. I'm thinking a super soaker might work.
Ran with AM and Manny after work and felt pretty good. My main complaint was that in the last mile my lower shins felt super tight down through the top of my foot. I have a feeling I'm going to be getting weird pains here and there as my body adjusts to the orthotics and as the strength work adjusts my stride. Hopefully it will go away because it definitely slowed me down.
Feeling antsy to start running longer distances.
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Moving Shoes Run!
Monday – PM Run
Course: Movin Shoes Run – South
Distance: 5.0
Time: 35:06
Avg. Pace: 7:01
Avg. HR: 177
FINALLY after almost a year back in San Diego I made it to a Movin Shoes run. I had wanted to go the entire summer I was studying for the Bar but never managed to get myself out of my studying frenzy. It was fun to be surrounded by so many runners who just showed up for a friendly jog and I was surprised by how many people I knew that showed up.
It was nice to get out and really go for a hard run. I haven't done anything besides just slogging through some miles and I've always more likely to settle into too easy of a pace. I need to be pushed. I don't think its because I'm lazy, I just tend to underestimate my ability to maintain pace on distance runs.
So given the choice between falling back into 8-minute realm and clipping at the heels of the guys (on their easy day) with AM (who didn't break a sweat) I decided to suck it up and essentially do a little tempo action. I made it to my 2.5 turnaround point and bid my speedster friends adieu to begin the arduous solo journey back to the running store. Unfortunately for me my new favorite little catch phrase popped in my head as I began the journey back: "The Garmin doesn't lie." So there I was, halfway into a run that so far had averaged about a minute faster then I've been running, with the knowledge that if I just slipped down to a comfortable recovery pace the damn Garmin would log every damn second of it. And why should that matter? Pride. Let's be honest, if you bust out a pace you can't handle then have to crawl back home, you look like an idiot. And while I can always lie to myself and be like, sure I must have maintained a decent pace on the return, the Garmin doesn't lie. You could always delete the stats for this run, the slacker part of my brain contended. And with that pathetic little thought left hanging in the air behind me, I took off with the attempt to maintain my dignity on the rolling asphalt return.
I managed a decent clip on the way back and felt pretty solid about the overall effort as I dripped sweat and stretched amongst the runner masses waiting for my hardcore buddies to return from their jaunt. A few of us finished up the night in pretty much the best possible way: Pizza Port + Golden Spoon.
If every Monday could be as awesome as yesterday, I might actually start looking forward to that dreaded day of the week.
Course: Movin Shoes Run – South
Distance: 5.0
Time: 35:06
Avg. Pace: 7:01
Avg. HR: 177
FINALLY after almost a year back in San Diego I made it to a Movin Shoes run. I had wanted to go the entire summer I was studying for the Bar but never managed to get myself out of my studying frenzy. It was fun to be surrounded by so many runners who just showed up for a friendly jog and I was surprised by how many people I knew that showed up.
It was nice to get out and really go for a hard run. I haven't done anything besides just slogging through some miles and I've always more likely to settle into too easy of a pace. I need to be pushed. I don't think its because I'm lazy, I just tend to underestimate my ability to maintain pace on distance runs.
So given the choice between falling back into 8-minute realm and clipping at the heels of the guys (on their easy day) with AM (who didn't break a sweat) I decided to suck it up and essentially do a little tempo action. I made it to my 2.5 turnaround point and bid my speedster friends adieu to begin the arduous solo journey back to the running store. Unfortunately for me my new favorite little catch phrase popped in my head as I began the journey back: "The Garmin doesn't lie." So there I was, halfway into a run that so far had averaged about a minute faster then I've been running, with the knowledge that if I just slipped down to a comfortable recovery pace the damn Garmin would log every damn second of it. And why should that matter? Pride. Let's be honest, if you bust out a pace you can't handle then have to crawl back home, you look like an idiot. And while I can always lie to myself and be like, sure I must have maintained a decent pace on the return, the Garmin doesn't lie. You could always delete the stats for this run, the slacker part of my brain contended. And with that pathetic little thought left hanging in the air behind me, I took off with the attempt to maintain my dignity on the rolling asphalt return.
I managed a decent clip on the way back and felt pretty solid about the overall effort as I dripped sweat and stretched amongst the runner masses waiting for my hardcore buddies to return from their jaunt. A few of us finished up the night in pretty much the best possible way: Pizza Port + Golden Spoon.
If every Monday could be as awesome as yesterday, I might actually start looking forward to that dreaded day of the week.
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