Ugh
The group met for our last long run before the 50k. I would love to talk more about it but the bottom line is that the majority of this run was just, well, labored. But I slogged through, learning some essentials for the upcoming race...do not follow Don for the first half, a bag of pretzels does wonders, and whimpering to yourself halfway into the run does nothing except for zap more of your energy.
Honestly, as much as I like running with Don and Roger, they were kicking my ass all over that trail yesterday. I'll stick to the plan I used for the summer 50k...start off slow (almost painfully slow) for the first half and then the second half kick it in and run with more of a purpose. All I want is to cross the finish line-I'm ready and willing and I have no doubt I WILL cross it, I'm just not placing any parameters on what time I need to finish in.
After my 23 and a few beers and some wings at The Winking Lizard, I continued home and proceeded to stand on my feet cooking and baking until about one o'clock in the morning in preparation for the baby shower I was throwing for a girlfriend of mine...let me just say this: if you ever find yourself in this situation of taking on way too much in way too short a span of time, I suggest taking my approach...have a continuous flow of vodka so as not to notice just how much pain your legs and ankles and ass and, well, just about every fucking part of you is in. The only unfortunate part is that now (while not under the influence) all of my pieces parts have rebelled and made damn sure I'm aware of exactly how they feel. Which is...Not.Good.
Challenging runs make us who we are as athletes though, right?
Honestly, as much as I like running with Don and Roger, they were kicking my ass all over that trail yesterday. I'll stick to the plan I used for the summer 50k...start off slow (almost painfully slow) for the first half and then the second half kick it in and run with more of a purpose. All I want is to cross the finish line-I'm ready and willing and I have no doubt I WILL cross it, I'm just not placing any parameters on what time I need to finish in.
After my 23 and a few beers and some wings at The Winking Lizard, I continued home and proceeded to stand on my feet cooking and baking until about one o'clock in the morning in preparation for the baby shower I was throwing for a girlfriend of mine...let me just say this: if you ever find yourself in this situation of taking on way too much in way too short a span of time, I suggest taking my approach...have a continuous flow of vodka so as not to notice just how much pain your legs and ankles and ass and, well, just about every fucking part of you is in. The only unfortunate part is that now (while not under the influence) all of my pieces parts have rebelled and made damn sure I'm aware of exactly how they feel. Which is...Not.Good.
Challenging runs make us who we are as athletes though, right?
11 comments:
You are the poster-child for being able to "do it all" today!!! That is so cool!
and an outstaning athlete you are!
Sounds like one strategy I could get behind!
It wasn't so cool when I was laying on the bathroom floor at 4am *snort*
Thanks Viv...now just remind my poor aching feet of that.
That strategy did seem to work wonders "during" the preparations...afterwards? Not so much LOL!
You are one tough hardcore chick. Even though your run was labored it had to feel good to be the last women standing that mornining, now didn't it?
Maria,
Beer!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Way to carb load!!!!!!!!!!
Having spent a small part of the evening with you and the baby shower the next day, you continue to inspire with your kick-ass ethic!
I can't believe you went home and stood cooking the rest of the afternoon. I was such toast and only did 18. You should stick with me the first half...you know I'll be slow!
Jaysus woman, I am tired just reading that you ran sooooo long!
Maria, good luck to you and the rest of the group next week. I'll be thinking of you all while I'm stuck in airplanes and airports.
Enjoy the experience. Some day I'll be able to take my own advice and I will feel much better at the end of a race.
Ouch. 1am. That beats me after my long run of taking the kids to 3 difft. bday parties. And none of them had alcohol. I was pissed.
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