Friday, October 24, 2014

Pacers, Pumpkins, and Cancellations

Yes I tried to come up with another P word but I'm just not clever enough and you'd think with all the practice I get on Lumosity and my word bubbles game I could!   I've been keeping busy lately and my kiddo has been keeping up with me so that is exciting!

We volunteered for a local race that was the marathon I did over 10 years ago.  I helped coordinate the bag drop booth and the pacers.  Man this wasn't a big assignment and it took so much coordination I can't imagine those volunteer coordinators that do even more!  Thanks to everyone and anyone who has ever volunteered to make a race happen it's a lot of work and we appreciate it!!  All I had to do on race day was find parking and shuttle the pacers to the half way point and the others back.  All Aiden had to do was look cute and not have a melt down which he did perfectly!  The pacers were right on with their times and it was awesome!  My little guy kept trying to run with the rest of them and I had to catch him by the hood of his jacket because he's getting too fast for me!  I use to make fun of the parents with the kid leashes backpacks but I may be starting to see the value in them... JUST KIDDING my kid would freak out with one of those.  I can barely keep him in a stroller or carrier any more.  It was a brisk morning and a great day to race and spectate.  The turn around point was near what I believe is a cereal factory, I heard one of the runners ask why it smelled like cookies, oh the cruelty!!

We went to a Maiz Maze which turned out to really be hay not corn so not sure why they called it that and saw pumpkins which my son decided the best thing to do with a pumpkin is attack it.  That's his new thing now to beat on everything, including my face.  That may be slightly my fault since I bought him a drum and keep teaching him to hit it.  He did not appreciate the prickliness of the hay and I have picture that captures it perfectly.  He did try to make friends however.

Now that I had my two half marathons in the bag I was planning on finishing my season with a Nutcracker Sprint Triathlon and was so looking forward to it and my "secret" plan that I had but I just found out they cancelled the tri and decided to only have the 5k run this year!! Boooooooooooo!!!!  So I had done this tri 2 years ago not knowing I was pregnant and I placed 1st in my age group, granted mainly because it was a small race and I was all trained up from my IM I had just done, but to my surprise it qualified me for Nationals.  I wanted to go so bad but then found out I was indeed pregnant.  My secret plan this year was to go again and qualify and then tell hubs well now I just have to train for triathlons because I can't pass up an awesome opportunity like that twice right!??  Now that the possibility is not even there I find myself at a loss with what I want to do.  Do I keep training for other runs, do I try to do some off season stuff like lifting weights, do I plan out a triathlon season for next year even if I don't think I have enough time to train for 3 sports with a little guy?  My motivation has left me without my super secret plan and I need to re-energize myself with a new plan! Help!

Monday, October 20, 2014

Nantucket Half Marathon

I was out of town from Friday to Tuesday of last week and it took me until now to recover enough to be able to sit down and write this (and download photos).  This trip exhausted me and I'm not sure why it took so long to get back on my feet.  Am I glad I took this trip?  Yes, I had two wonderful friends accompanying me that I don't get to see often enough.  Would I do it again? No just because of the mere fact that it was sooooo far.  It was 12 + hours of travel to see an island at the end of the season when everything is shutting down.  For cheaper and less travel time I could see equally as breath taking places.  I'm not trying to down play Nantucket it is very cute and quaint and I loved seeing the lighthouses and all the houses along the beach that all look exactly the same except for they all name their houses out there.  I flew to Boston (about 5-6 hours with 1 stop) then got on a bus to Hayanis (sp) another couple of hours, then a ferry to the island another hour then of  course the wait times in between each of those.  On the way out there I did it all in one day so I was up at 5 am to catch a 7 am flight and ended up in the B&B sometime after 8pm.  It was my first trip away from my son and I missed him terribly!!!  Everyone kept saying "it's good for  you!"  How is it good for me?  Not that it's good or bad but really it's good for me?  I missed him and worried about him and wished he was there with me the whole time.  He probably didn't even notice I was gone.  But I'm thinking for a girls weekend get away I'll go somewhere closer and look forward to family vacations that include him.  Really what is good for me is when I am in town to get an hour or two to myself to go get a haircut or a facial, I need a haircut so BAD!  But when we're at home we don't make time for ourselves.  It's like I binged on alone time and used it all up for the year.  I would prefer to spread it out through out the year.

Ok so I know none of you wanted to read my lame intro but there it was.  Hopefully some pretty pictures will make up for it.

Half Marathon, good!  Bed and Breakfast, great!  (so cute and loved the breakfast) Friends, awesome!  Lighthouse, way too far to ride a bike after doing a half (the guys said 5-6 miles more like 10-12 each way) but made for some nice photos.  Island cute, time of year could have been better.  Fall colors are only on mainland so we missed that.  Food I don't know if it was because of the time of year but a lot of places didn't have all of their selections which makes it very hard for a vegetarian to find something and a lot of what we found seemed like just ordinary bad for you "bar food".  Met some really friendly people of course mostly tourist.  If you like pale ales that's what seemed to be popular on the island.  We didn't make it to the brewery which would have been cool and maybe I could have found a brown or porter that I liked but I opted to see the lighthouse instead and think I made the right choice.

The course was sandy and wet the first half and I couldn't wait to get on the pavement after twisting ankles and avoiding huge puddles.  My friend said I was running somewhere between 8-9 minute miles the first half (I didn't wear a garmin on purpose just wanted to run without pressure) my lungs felt great since I was at sea level but my legs got so tired from the sand and uneven terrain and little hills that the second half was way slower and my last few mile were more like 11-12 min/miles.  All said and done I ran it in 2:09 and I can say I left it all out there!  My friend said I pulled her along the first half and I told her the only reason I didn't walk parts of the 2nd half was because of her.  We actually finished this one together!! That never happens!

I came home to a son with a bruised finger, bump and scratch on the forehead, but he seemed happy and he cuddled with me for half an hour which never happens!!!  I also went to pour myself some cereal the next morning only to cover it with soured milk, I think hubs got a new appreciation for what I do and he has been helping a lot more around the house since I've been back.  So even if I was exhausted and home sick I think it might have been good for "us".  I think I even successfully fought off a cold.  Luckily the Ebola scare in the Boston airport was a false alarm!  My BFF was the rock through all of this and I'm glad she convinces me to do these crazy trips with her because I learn something new about myself every time.

Tuesday, October 7, 2014

Dracula is not welcome here...

It's a good thing that I like garlic and lots of it in all foods, except for in ice cream like my hubs reminded me garlic ice cream at the Stinking Rose was not our favorite, because I don't think I would survive an attack from Dracula!  Last week my work was hosting a blood drive and they made it so easy by bringing the RV to our parking lot.  I thought I can't believe I've never donated blood before I can do that!  Didn't even think twice about it or look into it at all or think that maybe I should wait until after my half marathon this coming weekend.  I also didn't know there are different types of donations and I don't know which one I did.  I know I didn't give plasma that's about it.  Not only did I not work out that day but also for the next 3 days after that!!!  I felt woozy, dizzy, dehydrated, not that bad but you could tell something was off.  When I finally did my first run on Friday, only 2.5 miles my head hurt, my joints felt weird, and I had very heavy legs.  The next day I did 6 with the stroller and felt better but was still slow.  Lesson learned I will now only donate during off season and to be honest I think I could only survive 1 donation a year.  I understand some people donate 3 times a year with no problems at all and I am very happy that they do it's a great way to give back!  Here's an article I found in runners world that I should have read prior to donating:

 I've been trying to drink lots of fluids.  I'm also going to cook up a huge plate of kale and/or spinach followed by an orange for dessert.  That should help replenish what ever I have lost in time for my half.  The good thing is this half is at sea level and the weather should be slightly overcast with a high of 60.  Training at about 5,400 feet should help this feel easier.  Maybe my blood will expand at sea level and help me carry more oxygen too! ;-)   Can I just ask them to give me my blood back maybe right before I go run my race?  Oh wait, I think there is some kind of rule against that....

It's balloon fiesta time around these parts and it's been awesome getting to run with these in the air.  My son got pretty excited as we were driving and pointed to them and grunted which is his way of telling me to look at these awesome extraterrestrial vehicles!  But then on the run when I stopped at the top of a hill for him to admire them some more he was more interested in the grass next to his stroller!  That kid keeps me on my toes!

We went to a birthday party this weekend and when the pinata was broken and the candy fell out he saw all the kids running towards it he didn't know what candy was or why they all wanted it but he still dove in with the best of them, grabbed two huge tootsie rolls and took off running inside the house with his loot to try and hide it from me!  Once he saw he wasn't going to get away from me he went back and kept trying to stash leftover candy from the ground in a cardboard circle he found.  It was pretty darn cute.  I love that now I'm starting to see more and more of his personality come out.  I am petrified of this trip coming up as it will be my first time away from him at all and it will be for 4.5 days ahhhhh!!!! He's going to be fine, like mom who?, but I'm going to probably be a crying mess!  I know, I know, it's good for me yadda, yadda, yadda.   I'm going to have fun on my girls weekend and running in Nantucket but I will miss him like crazy!  I know I will run the HECK out of this race because I have to make it worth being apart from him.  Why would I go do this if I wasn't going to make the most out of it, right?

Happy Training!!

Monday, September 29, 2014

Til I collapse

I use to think building a base for endurance training really took it out of me.  I remember almost ten years ago when I was training for my very first marathon coming home from one of my longest training runs after stopping for 2 breakfast burritos and falling asleep on the couch with a half eaten burrito still in my hand.  I woke up that way 5 hours later!!  Of course eventually your body gets use to that kind of training and the second time around I didn't need a nap. 

Now having a son I feel that way at the end of each day even though I haven't done anything particularly straining or out of the ordinary.  My theory on this is that it's emotionally and physically draining because when you have a child you give them your all.  Every little bit of what's left you give to them by the end of each day.  As I'm trying to cook dinner, literally sing and dance for my son to show him I'm paying attention to him, keep the dog from licking his face off (because turns out the dog likes milk too), and replay everything I did wrong earlier that day at work while racking my brain to remember where the heck my ring could be hoping the dog didn't eat it after my son may have snatched it and dropped it...DEEP INHALE, I remember to catch my breath!

But the two are alike in that as you sit there exhausted you are still content because you know you did good and in the end it will all be worth it.

So on Sunday I did my long run, only 1 more training weekend left until my next half marathon.  I had it in the books as a 12 mile run but in the end it turned into an 11 mile run.  I am going to call that a win!!  To start my head wasn't in the game.  I wanted to go for a hike with hubs, little man and the dog instead and was really having to dig deep for motivation to go do a solo run with hills.  The first 2.5 miles were mostly uphill and tough.  I had to replay Til I collapse 3 times to make it through this.  I played this song a lot when I needed to remember I'm tough during my last IM training.  The whole time I was thinking I was just going to turn around at the top and call it good with 5 miles.  Then I thought no because I didn't want to depend on my last training weekend to also be my last long run I wanted it to be a recovery week.  So as the road flattened a little and I realized the overcast skies were helping me stay cool I convinced myself to keep going even if I was getting cramps in the weirdest spots in my legs.  I did a negative split which rarely happens (the downhill on the way back helped).  I was dead tired by the end.  Then I saw my sons smiling face coming back from his hike and a tired dog and new that I just needed to take a shower and spend the rest of the day with my family.  We went to the library and park and ate out and I reminded myself I stay in shape not only to challenge myself but for my son because he's going to want a mom that can keep up with him! 
I'm pretty sure he still had a piece of spaghetti stuck in his nostril!

Now eating out is a whole nother challenge!!  Our son will scream when I don't let him splash around
in my cup of water, or throw ice cubes at the waitress, or grab the knife to carve the table.  So unless he's eating he wants something he shouldn't have.  Even when we eat my husband and I trade off who gives him a bite while the other one of us takes a bite of our food.  So for now unless anyone knows of any wonderful tactics we are sticking to cooking at home or take out.  See he's already watching out for us and keeping us healthy! :-)

Now this song will not only be there to prep me for my long training but to tackle the day ahead with a 1 yo.   Happy Training!!

Wednesday, September 24, 2014

Apologies are sometimes overrated and when did "I'm sorry" become part of most sentences?

Guilt - I really have no use for it but for some reason it is a huge part of my life.  No I don't always voice or show these guilty feelings I entertain but I am sometimes so consumed with it, it actually alters my daily activities.  For example, if I manage to get away for a little while to get a workout in I'm so preoccupied the whole time I'm exercising about needing to get back quickly so that I can take care of my son that I will cut it short and hurry back.

My post workout hairdo... no longer care
And when did I start saying sorry for things I have no control over or apologizing for something that is not necessary to apologize for?  If I worked out a flex schedule with my boss so I can workout at lunch then I don't need to apologize to anyone for returning ahead of schedule.  Here's the funny thing I have yet to actually use my flex schedule.  So I'll sometimes get to work early and still only workout for 1 hour because I have this overwhelming feeling that people will think I'm not doing my job if I take more than my hour lunch.  A co-worker actually said to me "I don't get how some people take a lunch every day, they must not be busy enough.  I'm always on the clock"  When did we take pride in not taking care of ourselves and working so much that it becomes quantity not quality?

When someone is talking to me about something, usually complaining, and I don't know what to say I usually just say "I'm sorry" even though I have nothing to do with it.  It's almost like admitting guilt to something you didn't do.  I'm not really sorry and there's nothing I can do to change it.  But then what is the better response?

That being said no more excuses.  My biggest excuse is guilt and I need to stop using it.  I'm not sorry for taking 5 minutes longer than anticipated for a workout or having a bad hair day because I couldn't get my hair under control after my lunch workout or deciding last minute as I head out the door to run 5 miles instead of 3.3.  My son doesn't resent me for it so no one else should either.  Am I wrong?  Does guilt ever take over your workout?

Ok mini-rant finished thank you for obliging.  

My son's "not impressed" look and our first attempt at a selfie

Totally unrelated but isn't this bear birthday cake the cutest?  We went to his little friend's birthday last weekend. I spent the whole birthday party chasing my son because he wanted to go straight to the pool or the coy pond.  One day he'll just sit and chill right? :-) I never sit still with that kid which is why I love him he keeps me on my toes!