Running for many, myself included, is about so much more than the actual act of running.
Yes, I run to run. I run for the peace of mind it brings me. I run for the calories it burns. I run because when I’m not complaining about it, I do actually like it. (If your a runner, you get that).
One of the best parts of running are the friends you meet along the way. When running with friends, you tend to talk about anything and everything. You get up early for races together. You log the miles together and you show up for each other.
I started the race with one of these friends from my running circle. We took the early morning van together and were both in the same wave and corral. We didn’t plan to run together, but meetup when we were done. Then find our way home.
As we were waiting for the corral to open, we get a text.
While NY has massive crowds that are amazing, this was even better. It also was the perfect spot, because by that time in the half you just want to be done. Your close, but not that close.
Anyway, it was a goal. Not to get to finish, but to get to mile 11 and find them.
Pure joy.
Funny thing about this too…… they were just as excited. That is the beauty of running friends.
Then after they saw me and shortly after Jen, they made their way to the finish area to meet up after we were done.
Besides the absolute joy of seeing them, it also was a relief to Jen and I who are not experts on subways and trains. So we followed the experts who found a place for us to go for late lunch which was heartedly devoured.
After lunch we made our way to the train station to make our way home.
I am not lying when I say having them come into the city for the race was actually the highlight of the day for me.
The only thing that we forgot to do is to take a group photo!
Going into this training cycle, I had thought I would train for 2:45 and on good day maybe faster. As we know, training was not what it should have been but still was enough.
So I am happy that without following the plan, i still managed a 2:50 half.
Was it the race I dreamed of running? Nope.
Was it still a great day? Yup
So here’s the run down…..
Early morning meet up for a Van go to the start. Like, early, early. Van meetup was 5:15 AM. Ugh.
So up at 4ish and off we went.
Then wait, wait, wait…. And try to stay warm.
The weather was cold and a little windy, but it could have been worse. I know that I run hot, so even with the cold I layered. Shorts with long socks, short sleeved shirt with running sleeves and a running vest. It was just right for running.
I did bag drop off knowing that it would be good to have warm clothes at the end and glad I did because it was cold.
As normal for me, I went out too fast. I really didn’t have a plan, but figured that I should keep my pace around 12. Few miles in the beginning couldn’t help myself.
I did not train at 11 minute paces. I did not train.
Then around mile 9 ish, my arms started to feel heavy. I was getting worried and while I hadn’t been adding calcium during training runs, I felt that I needed to add some. I have learned it is better to be overly cautious than to wait for harsher symptoms or a crash. And you can see mile 10 is what it was, but I did bounce back.
It was a good day, a great race and there’s more to come in this story. But this is enough for tonight.
Day3 was the warmest of all three days, but a perfect day for running.
Not too cold.
Not to Hot.
Just right!
Luckily I only packed shorts to run in because I really wasn’t prepared. Day 1 & 2, I wore the long sleeved race shirts. At the trail event, I wore the bright orange from last year. Then Saturday, I wore this years grey. I have to say while nice, I think a bolder color is better.
Sunday, I ended up going with short, tankand running sleeves. Perfection.
As you can see, I started in the back…….In the way way way back. The goal for me was tru a smart race. While I had no concrete goal, I did plan to start around the 2:45 pacer and take it from there.
I started with my son and his friend. This was both their first marathons. Justin has not been running long and his training was lots of hiking, climbing, and. Some running. His longest run was 10 miles. I wanted him to run conservative as I knew he would finish either way, but I didn’t want it to be the hard way.
So we ended up starting together behind the 3 hour pacer. We did our own thing. We walked when needed and I tried to keep conversational. There were some times where I would point out we were running in the 10’s. We pushed when needed. We walked some of the hills. We ran and most of all, we had a good time!
Then at mile 11, I told them to run the paces that they wanted. The ran ahead and I kept doing my thing.
By this point we were running near the 2:45 pacer again. so I thought maybe, just maybe it would happen.
Another day. Another race. Actually 2 races today.
Logistics: 5K stared at 7:30. In order to get there, find parking and not feel rushed we decided to leave at 6:00. That meant an early morning waking up at 5:00. Only race mornings will get me out that early.
Hypopra: New dosage of 24 of Yorvipath seems to be working. Still, I did prepare taking calcium with me. Did not need it at all. Did not feel symptomatic either. So we will call this a win.
Races
5K
We lined up at the start. Willa went to the front of the pack as see had fire. Worked for her as she placed number 1 in her age group. Justin and I started towards the back. This was not my goal race, so we ran together.
This was the first time my son did a big event like this and it was fun to run the race together. We chatted the miles away and kept an easy going pace.
I will say at the end, I jokingly said lets race to the finish…. So we did.
As you can see, he smoked me! But it was fun:). Finish time was 39.10 which I was happy about. This was supposed to be exactly what it was…. A run with more runs to follow.
10K
This has been my goal race. Justin and I started together, but did not run the race together. I did not for a specific time, but to run it and run it well. I feel like that is exactly what I did. I pushed. I walked some. I ran and I ran hard. It was reflected in a strong finish.
Overall, I am pleased with the way I have been running the races. Tomorrow is another day and we shall see what happens there.
After the race there was some down time, refulling and now an early night to bed.
The weekend is over. The races are done….. I’m still running on the high of the weekend. I couldn’t have asked for better weather and a better outcome.
Today was the last race of the Quadruple Play Marathon Challenge. I have to say that I wasn’t sure how the day was going to go since my left foot started hurting so much during the 10K yesterday.
After yesterday’s race, I soaked in jacuzzi tub with epsom salt. I rolled my foot. I used different creams and over the counter pain meds. Still I didn’t know what would happen today.
I went to ben early again last night. Probable in bed my 9:30 and asleep by 10. This after snoozing on the couch. Thankfully I woke up again on my own because my alarm didn’t go off. I got up a little later than I would have wanted, but it all came together. I got to the starting line with 20 minutes to spare.
The Bethlehem Running Festival does not have corrals. You pick where to start. I picked the back of the pack. I started between the 2:45 & 3:00 pacer. I knew I wasn’t at 2:45 but thought that was a good option.
The hills of Bethlehem Pa are no joke. Per my Garmin the elevation for today 373. I trained hills, but not Bethlehem hills. So my goal today was to watch my pace and be steady. I also did not walk downhills or flat parts of the course. I did walk, but so did the 3:00 pacer I was stealthily following from a distance.
As I’ve said before, I try not to add extra calcium when running but incorporate it into my running. Before starting, I took my morning dose of calcium and calcitrol a little earlier than usual. Then at mile 6 I took 250 mg calcium (half my afternoon dosage). Then at mile 8 I took the other half with my calcitrol. I also made sure to fuel and drink electrolytes. It seemed to work.
So I ran…..and ran…. And ran some more.
My foot had some discomfort today, but actually much less than yesterday which I don’t get. I will take it though!
Towards the end around mile 11, I realized that I would be close to a 3 hour half. I continued to be smart, but I did push at the end. I’m glad I did because I came in right under at 2:58:18.
I saw the pacer at the finish line area. She was running alone for a good deal of the race. As I said, I kept her in my site but did not run with her at all. I thanked her for pacing me even if she didn’t know it. Pacers are awesome.
Today was day 2 of the Bethlehem Running Festival. You know the big event I’ve been training for:)
Yesterday, I left work early to head to the 3.8 mile trail run. I love trails but have not run them in a long time nor did I do any trail training. That being said, my goal as with all the races is just to run smart and finish.
Check!
The trail was steep in some spots and rocky in most. I started in the back and stayed there. As with all trail runs, I met some people. There were 4 of us who pretty much kept in each other sites. When done we high fived.
Done is done!
Luckily this destination event in the Lehigh Valley is 25 minutes from my parents. So after the race, I went there. Had some pizza, showered and relaxed.
I was exhausted from the day and was in bed by 9:00 which was good because I had early wake up call next morning.
Then this morning, I woke up on my own at 5 am which was an hour early than I intended. I did’t mind as it gave me time to relax into the morning.
I left the house before the sun and off I went.
Since I had two events today, I knew I had to be smart especially with the Bethlehem hills which are not joke. I took my morning meds a little earlier as the day started earlier. Ran the 5K and reminded myself to go easly. Slow and steady may not win, but will get me to the finish….. and it did.
I had maybe 45 minutes between races. Enough time to do a little stretching, hydating, and snack. I also took 250 mg calcium before starting. Then off I went again.
The 10K had more elevation than the 5K. About 4 miles in my left heel was bothering me. I pushed through. Again walking many hills. Trying to remind myself of a slow steady pace when running….Finishing agin.
Done is done.
I took my afternoon dose of meds after event and from calcium prospective felt good today. My foot is a different story. Rested, rolled, and hopefully ready for tomorrow.
One to go…. This is the half which I know is going to test me, but I feel ready. I am ready.
The beauty of living close to NYC is being able to do NYRR races. The downside of living close to NYC is how early you must get up to go in for a NYC race. Logistics are not horrible, but it still adds time to your day. To be honest, I always plan more about getting in than getting out. It really is because I know that I can get on a train and get home even if I’m not that familiar with the trains.
So up at 4 AM and meet up for the van that was taking several of us in at 5. Seems too early which it is especially when you are starting in last wave. That being said, some of the women in the van are speedy and do need to be there early. Plus the roads around the race will close. So up and out early.
When I signed up for this race, I did think that one of my running friends would with me. I knew early on in my training though that would not be the case. I’m used to be a solitary runner, so it was not a deal braker fro me. I was running this race for me anyway:)
I prepped all my things the night before and thought that I was all good to go. Right up until I got there and realized that I forgot my headphones. The way I looked at it thought if you were going to gorget something on race day, this really is the best thing to forget. Especially at a NYC race. There is always so much to see.
The weather was perfect for race day. Chilly in the morning, but running temps were perfect. I always run hot anyway. So I planned to wear shorts with long compression socks, a short sleeve shirt and running sleeves. It all worked out. Throwaway jacke and blanket till the start. Checked bag for the finish. All Good.
As I said in previous post, I did not train for pace, but did have my plan for race day. I knew not to get caught up in the excitement in the beginning and just make sure to stay true to my training. I wanted to stay in the high 12/low 13 pace. I ran most, but walked when I felt I needed to or on a hill. Most of all is I enjoyed the day. I took in the crowds. I enjoyed the sites. I took pleasure in being able to do what I was doing.
Around mile 9 on one of the bridges a woman ran by me. She thanked me for running for Sandy Hook Promise. She then said she used to live in Newton and again appreciated me running for them. It was a boost that I needed. I got several of these through out the day. From seeing another Sandy Hook Promise runner as I was getting ready to start the race to something as simple as seeing a sign with an S (Sandy Hook Promise) on it when I was getting tired. Then on another occasion seeing an N (Newton) . Yes, you see signs when you are looking. I was looking.
At mile 10, my Sandy Hook Promise cheer zone was there and they always bring a smile to my face. At mile 12 my friend whose daughter was running was there with her daughter who finished much earlier than me (started wave 2 and ran sub 2). So I kept running.
As I was walking another runner came up to me and asked if she could finish the race with me. She hit the wall. So we walked, we ran, we chatted and most of all we got each other to the finish line. It was a picture perfect ending to a great day!
Although with a big event it’s never really over as it takes miles of walking to get out of park and home. All worth it..
Fear of failure can push us to hard or not hard enough.
It can make us stand still or push us forward.
The question though is who defines your failures?
Is trying and not succeeding failure or is not trying at all the failure?
It can also make you spread yourself too thin as I mentioned the other day.
But what if fear of failure has more to do more with fear of not. Being perfect.
You know the whole getting in shape befor eyou start going to the gym.
Worrying that you won’t hit a specific pace. That you aren’t what you think you should be.
Fear of failure can keep you from updating your blog because what if you put it out there and you swing and miss.
So yesterday I ran the NYC United Half Marathon. I went inot it fairly trained. I followed my training plan. I didn’t follow it by pace, but by heart rate, feel and distance. I put the miles in. I did what I needed to do to feel like I could “comfortable” run the distance.
I had a thought of what I wanted to run. My A goal was it be under 3 hours. Based on my paces from training, I felt that if I ran a smart race that it was an achievable goal. My B goal was 3:30. If the wheels fell off, just finishing.
I did it…….
I brought my A game.
There is more to this story which I will tell tomorrow.
For now though, I am happy to know that I didn’t let fear stop me from doing what I set out to do. I did it smartly. I did it with hard work. Most of all, I did it with a smile.
It wasn’t pretty. It most definitely wasn’t fast, but it wasn’t about time. It was about getting it done. It was about raising money for Sandy Hook Promise. It was about grit and determination and just making it to the end.
Saturday was a PERFECT day weather wise. Actually it was a pretty perfect day all the way around. I wish all those running the in person NYC Marathon the same weather as I had…. Not too cold. Not too warm. No rain. Sun. Perfection!
There was less pressure than preparing for an in person event, but I still had to prepare. I had my loop all set. 4 large loops in and out of a local park where my care was located. I used my car as a water station keeping extra water and fuel in it. I also picked up some friends along the way. I had no set pace, so I just did whatever was comfortable for those joining me. We walked. We ran. Most of all we laughed.
I was had company all during miles 6 through 15. Then on my own. Anyone who says that a virtual marathon is easy might underestimate how hard it is to keep going when you are not on any assigned course, crowds, and your own your own. Every marathon it really is just you and the miles, but when literally it is just you and the miles it is a different thing. Plus…. It is STILL 26.2 miles.
Overall I know that I went into this undertrained which is why my goal was to be smart. To come away with no injuries. To protect my feet (side bar I think I might now be a Brooks girl, but hat is different post). To just make it to the end. In order to do this, I needed to be smart. Smarter than going in under trained. I needed to throw any and all expectations out the window. I needed to realize that this would be what it would be.
You know what? It worked.
I started off walking because to be honest it takes my muscles a bit to warm up. It was a cold morning and unlike in person event there was no walking a mile to corrals, start and what not. So I walked. Then I ran. Then I walked some more. Then combo. It all worked out. Towards the end, I had nothing in me to run, but just kept walking. I tried to keep my walk at a decent pace but it did slow towards the end. My feet were a little sore, but I’ve had worse. My quads were tight. Even my butt hurt. But….
DONE IS DONE!!
I stopped my watch for nothing. So this time was more a race click which never stops! This includes pit stops at car, bathroom breaks and stopping to massage feet. a true race clock.
So honestly while I am happy to say that I completed my 10th marathon, I am even more honored to say that it was my 4th for Sandy Hook Promise. A promise is a promise. So I am doing my small piece to do all I can. I actually was offered a spot on the in person team this year which I turned down as I wanted others to have the experience of running for this amazing organization. Then Uvalde happened and I immediately messaged an amazing Sandy Hook Promise contact with simple message, “I’m in any way I can be.”
Today I finished a Sprint Triathlon that I’ve been loosely training for but steady enough that I felt confident that it was enough. This was not the race that I envisioned but was definitely the one I should have expected for several reasons…. Training being a key one.
I have been swimming. I have been biking. I have been running. I just might not have been doing enough nor did I do enough brick type workouts. I also realized that I never did one that incorporated swimming.
Here is the breakdown
Weather was literally picture perfect. Not to hot. Not to cold. Seriously just right.
The water looked calm to me, but that might have been because previous tri’s had extremely choppy waters. No wicked white caps of the past. To me it looked calm but hubby thought it looked choppy. Eye of the beholder I guess. Water temp was also perfect. Not shocking to walk in. So I got in the water feeling confident. Right up until I put my face in the murky water and a womans foot was kicking towards me. Luckily she did not connect. Then at the same time, a woman next to me started yelling “lifeguard. I need a lifeguard.” Then she was like “nevermind, I’m ok.” She may have been but I wasn’t. It really freaked me out and the rest of the swim was not so much a swim with all swim training going out the window, but an I’ve got to keep my head above water so I can keep saying WTF, WTF, WTF. I did no breaststroke. No butterfly. No backstroke. I ended up doing a combo of doggy paddle, sidestroke, and flailing in the water. I think lifeguards might have notice my non swimming swim as I noted one that seemed to follow me on his paddle board and then as I got clost to end was like “you’ve got this.” Lol
And I did….. Pulled myself out of the water. EXHAUSTED as I did not have a smart swim that didn’t expel a lot of energy. Shockingly I was 10:57 which I would have sworn was at least 20.
Get myself into transition and my head is not on straight. I am not thinking straight. I am exhausted. I am just thinking, put shoes on and go. Forget to put water on bike that had calcium in it (mistake). Don’t’ drink anything since I think I have my waterThrow a couple of jelly beans in my mouth and off I go. (1:04)
Almost immediately I feel how dead my legs are and the how exhuasted I am from swim. My lips start to tingle. I am just on autopilot. While biking, I did NOT pass one person but continuously heard “on your left.” To be honest during first lap, I thought I would not finish. I was contemplating stopping, But I didn’t. I just kept peddling and going. The volunteer at the turn around was saying, “slow down turn ahead.” I told him that if I slowed down anymore, I would be stopped. He said, “your are moving faster than those sitting at home.” So I kept going. 3rd and final loop, a 67 year old woman Kathy rode with me for a bit and we chatted. Then she passed me but I kept her in site. I made it to the finish of the bike as the last rider in making the elites look like elites. (1:07:43)
This time in Transition I remembered to drink some gaterade and more importantly talk some of calcium and my calcitriol. Contemplated stopping to use bathroom but figured if I stopped, I would never start. So off I went. (2:08)
With jello legs, I left for the “run.” Although I might actually call this a walk with purpose with short sprints of a run like you do when in a crosswalk and a car is coming. At this point, I knew no matter what, I would get to finish line. Part of me felt like I should push, but the part of the brain that deal with reality won out. There was no need to push myself to the point where it wouldn’t be good. This was not the day for that.
The last mile, I reconnected with Kathy and shadow followed her for a bit. We reconnected the last leg and walked for a bit. Then when we neared the finish, we ran. She asked if I wanted last or second to last as we were last on the course. I said, I would take pride in being last. We crossed the finish line together and hugged at the end. It was perfect! (44:22)
2:06:12
I seriously take pride in finishing. Done is done and that is all that matters!
The Accidentally Running Mama 