I took the pressure off and enjoyed some running, cut some weight, had a miserable race, followed by a PR race. One odd thing about running for me is that regardless of the outcome of a race, I leave wanting more. I'm a sucker for all of the little race fliers in my race packets, wanting to sign up for one every weekend! I had to really think about what my goals are and set a true plan to get there. Otherwise, I'm always going to be average (for me) in my running, and I'll have long streaks followed by the inevitable hiatus.
So, I've started a 10k training plan. Just enough bump in distance to make me feel like I've accomplished something, without the fears of getting too burnt out. Looking at the training schedule, I will naturally get faster, so it is a win win.
Here are the Race Recaps for my first two runs of the season.
Rock the Parkway 2013 - The Garlic Hangover
Saturday, April 13th was Rock the Parkway. This is the second time I ran this race. The first time was at the beginning of my running days, and I left this race with my fastest 5k at the time and a huge runners high. Not to mention a photo that made me look oh so very skinny and athletic. (All pre-baby of course.) This time, the experience was not as euphoric. The pre-race meal was italian. Sure, carb load. We went to dinner with my parents and some of their friends to celebrate my dad's birthday, and we ate at the absolute best italian restaurant in the city. Garozzo's is a fantastic meal no matter the dish, but they have a knack for sneaking in a lot of garlic...no matter the dish. I LOVE garlic. But I do NOT love a garlic hangover. The garlic hangover is a mixture of stomach burning and cold sweats mixed with a slew of nightmares when you rest. The garlic hangover is not for the weak.
We woke Saturday morning, ready to hit up the race, and it was cold!!! This weather is something else man. Everything just felt off. I didn't have enough water, we didn't pick up our packets before the race, so we had to leave extra early. We didn't do a proper warm up, and by the first half-mile mark I had a cramp under my rib that never went away. 1.5 miles uphill with a cramp in the rib, followed by 1.5 miles down hill....with a cramp in the rib. This cramp seemed to hinder me from flying down this speedy hill. And I even grabbed the wrong cup at the water station and got some nasty lemon flavored sports drink. Let's go ahead and mix lemon flavored sports drink with a garlic hangover. Sounds ideal....
I finished with a chip time of 35:18.7. This is about the same time as my very first 5k...ever....as a brand new runner. I was disappointed.
The following Tuesday I did my first training run to prepare for the Trolley Run and had one of the best runs in months. Does that ever happen to you? A TERRIBLE run followed by a GREAT run and the ultimate runner's high?
Trolley Run - Following all the Rules
Leading up to the Trolley Run, I actually kept up with my training. I felt the need to redeem myself. Trolley Run holds some special meaning to me. This was my third time running and my fourth time participating. (My first was several years ago and I participated in the walking group.) I've never been particularly fast ast this run. My first run was a little over an 11 minute pace, my second (pre-baby) was 10:30 pace, my third (4 months post-baby) was a little over an 11. I vowed last year that I would do this run at a 10 minute pace.
Along with my training, I took the proper rest days, did some low mileage runs the week of, ate a healthy meal the night before of salad, grilled chicken and quinoa, drank a ton of water the day before, had a banana the morning of, and dressed appropriately for the day.
I ran with my cousin, and we spent the entire first mile weaving in and out of people. Sidenote: If you sign up for a group that is described as joggers to runners, please don't start off walking at the start line. And if you do, please walk to the side. This was so incredibly frustrating. Even with the weaving, our first mile was 9:17. From there we still had some weaving and some small hills, but it was still fairly quick. Then, I made one mistake. I was on the left side of the course, the water was on the right, and I didn't want to cut across all of the people to my right to get to the water station. So I skipped it. Let me tell you what I learned. If you think about skipping a water station for a reason as silly as this, the result is like the cartoons where someone is stuck in the desert and they see mirages of lakes, and all.they.want.is.water. Mile 3 was mentally tough. I just wanted some fuel. Once I reached the end of mile 3, I got to the second water station, took a drink, and I was good again. I finished the race strong...ok, I almost threw up because I was running so hard, because I knew I was SO CLOSE to my goal.
Finish time: 40:09.
I'll take it!
What are you training for this season? How do you get over self-defeating mental talk during your runs?