I did 3.25 miles in the rain. I’m really enjoying running in the rain, or at least that’s how I’m coaching myself, because now fully 1/3 of all running I’ve done in 2004 has taken place in the rain. But I took a different route than normal, saw lots of different things, and had a MAJOR hill workout due to the course I took.
Heart rate was higher, but I had on my ineffective jacket (rain RESISTANT not PROOF–bastid!), which does a lot to pump up my overheating and thus, my heart.
This morning will be a Run 4, Walk 1 set for 30 minutes. I might do a little longer, depending on how I feel. Tell you more in a bit. Man, Kat’s “sing along birth” mix was fun to listen to while getting ready to run. No wonder all the hospital staff that came to our room while she was still in labor would smile and tap along when they were there. : )
Movement Prep (Stretches)
Prehab- Shoulder, Hips, Core (deeper stretches, some with ball, and ab planks and stuff).
Elasticity (Plyometrics, like hopping and moving really fast)
Regeneration- Foam (Physical therapy-like work with a foam roll; it feels nice).
I had breakfast with Kat and the kid at our local place. I had most of the kid’s chocolate chip pancake, my two eggs over medium, and both slices of toast. What the hey, right? Oh, and I drank green tea.
The weather was perfect. 64 degrees and sunny with a strong breeze. There were hundreds of people at this race, which was a better turnout than I’d expected, but visually less amazing than the 108th Boston, which was my first ever race to view.
I’ll write lots more about this later today, but I did it. I finished. I did it in 35-something minutes, so not fleet like Mercury, but finished like Chris. Thanks to D.J. for running with me, but it’s also you that got my heart rate up to 160-something because we chatted the whole time. : )
A year ago around this time, I weighed 290 pounds. I wasn’t a couch zombie, but I wasn’t doing anything that resembled regular exercise. There were lots of unhealthy things going on in my life. I’m looking at a picture from this time frame, and though I’ve always carried my weight well, there’s no disputing that in that picture, I’m a fat, soft person.
This morning, it’s 5:17AM. I slept in. My normal time to wake up is 4:45 now. I slept in because I have a race today. A race? What happened?
My daughter woke screaming at 9:25PM. Bad belly. She snagged an ear of corn on the cob at a friend’s birthday, and I think it gave her a cruddy belly. So, I tried consoling her, gave her belly soothing meds, and it was really all for naught. She just wanted her mommy, who was still at the party for a short while longer. Now, mommy’s home, so I can go off to sleep.
Only, I’m jazzed about the 5K tomorrow. Good news is, I’m as ready as I’ll ever be. : )
One day before the race and I have to purge some things in a positive way.
*I will finish easily. I know this because I’ve already run more than 3 miles at a shot, and I’m still doing run/walk splits so I’ll have plenty of energy.
So, I decide to sleep in. It’s a rest day. Fine by me, eh?
The classical radio station just busted out the Hungarian Dance #5. If you know the piece, you know that I just shot out of bed like a groggy bullet.
I took tonight off from running, as was my plan (my attempt at tapering before the 5K on Sunday). Instead, I did two brisk walks, on top of the morning run. Tomorrow, I have nothing. Just weight training. So, I’m feeling a little edgy and anxious.
First race. Or rather, a first time to run for a while and try to complete something. I’m really looking forward to learning about myself from the experience, and to meeting other runners.