Monday, November 30, 2009

It's Called Sloth, My Friend

Sickness overcame me three weeks ago. Last week, I went back and hit the pavement a measly four times (although the fourth run was a 22 miler) and this week, I seeped back and did only 3 workouts, 2 of these being runs. Slowly, I feel my weight line increasing and my body becoming heavy when I do the small workouts I do. Is it the amount of work I have? I was able to always squeeze in a run when I had work coming out of my ears. What's the issue then? It's laziness.
It's so very easy to sit and play Assassin's Creed II, eat a pumpkin pie, and pretend to be studying for something I really don't care about. It's challenging, however, and good for me to push my body physically. Marathon day is approaching and this is NOT the healthy way of approaching this challenging day.
So this week I will force, I will squeeze, and I will do EVERYTHING and ANYTHING I can do workout EVERY SINGLE DAY. Yes, not five times, not three...seven days this week. It will be difficult and it was suck (I promise you) but this is the only way of me getting back on my feet.

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Learning Our Limits + Pushing Passed

I felt it today.  Foot strike after foot strike.  My mouth wide to filter the build up of saliva and the cold air.  But my heart did not race as when I push the line of a 5k.  I felt good, alive, and healthy.  I kept telling myself, "Keeping it up...20 minutes...10..." I've been pushing the envelope in running for the last two weeks more than I've ever pushed myself.  I've been able to maintain a 7:30 (marathon) race pace without falter and I don't think that's the finale.  There's more in this little body.  When I run at this speed, my body and brain say DEEPER but my legs do not receive the message.  It's typical and the solution is more training at that speed.  
I've learned some limits in these brief weeks.  One of these being my weight.  When I began racing, I was preoccupied with being under 100 pounds.  Now, I'm more preoccupied with making sure I fit into my clothes and getting the nutrition my limbs need.  But there are other limits that are self imposed that I need to push passed.  Sub 7 half marathon pace?  I know it is in me.  I just have to find her and pull her out.

Today's Mileage: 6 miles at 45 minutes + change (7:30 pace)

Monday, November 2, 2009

The Beauty of Running


We often thinking of running as a sport of sweat, stink, phelm, etc, etc.  However, I often think of it is as a pure sport of beauty.  Look at Kara Goucher.  Is it difficult being that beautiful and be able to pound the pavement at the pace she does to be able to be 3rd at the Boston Marathon this year?  Not really.  But I think it all has to do with sport (as well as genetics).  Running keeps us young, fresh, and able.  Of course, if you respect the boundaries of your physical form and treat it with rest and nutrition when needed, it will benefit it even further. As long as we do this, our bodies will treat us in return by keeping us cheery faced and beautiful.  
But then again not all of us are sub 3 hour marathoners and have coaches like Alberto Salazar (I did have a coach named Alberto and he was Cuban...but...not close). So we have stay satisified with looking decent on a day to day basis, feel almost perfect (life isn't so), and deal with tons of stress that causes us to run and not the other way around.  So, may we always look to running as a beautiful thing and us as beautiful devices within its enchantment!  And of course to think of running as a necessity rite of passage to the fountain of youth.

Today's Mileage: 9.2 miles in 1 hour 15 minutes (8:04 min/mile pace)