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.
Boring to read, but I need to track this a while.
Two fistfuls of dry oats (pre-run energy)
Two scoops whey in water (post-run recovery)
1/2 cup oatmeal & 1/2 banana, canadian bacon & egg on english (breakfast)
2 tbsp oatmeal & 2tbsp black beans, 1 slice toast w/ 1tbsp olive oil (snack)
1 can tuna w/balsamic vinegar and salt, steamed broccoli w/1 tbsp olive & sesame oil, 20 blue chips (lunch)
A few tortellinis and a few chocolate pieces (snack)
Organic pizza with hand-made organic free range … you get the idea sausage, mushrooms, glazed onions (supper)
Oatmeal cookie, water, a little bit of popcorn (like ten kernels) — (snack/treat)
My first run in my Under Armour. I’m glad it was 5:20AM and I was alone, because the bottom of my shirt kept popping up out of my shorts and I’d feel like sausage coming out of its casing. But it felt good, and I didn’t have a lick of sweat on my body. It went to the outside of the fabric and made me look like a sleek upright running sea lion.
I got lost in the woods again, but this time, I didn’t let it phase me a bit. Based on Wednesday’s success, and the fact I returned home in one piece, I just ran the course that was in front of me. I also tried pushing mental placeholders into my head about the course for Sunday. I told myself that if it seems longer, it’s probably just different. I ran an extra six minutes just to make sure I had distances covered.