why i love leap year and wall calendars.

Today was a planned 16 mile run.  I went to bed feeling like something was going to beat me down, and by 5am that feeling was confirmed.  It’s a sore throat, but achy all over.  It’s not sneezy breezy, but just general can’t drag my body anywhere because there’s lead in my legs.  And, not from running.

Today is Leap Year.  It’s the day that women get to propose, but only if you’re Irish, *so I’m told*…but it’s the cancellation of a run day.  An LSD run day, which is SO important.  If I missed a run in the old days, I would try to shove those miles in somewhere.  I would panic until the miles were “made up” after an illness.

However, much like missing work, you have some stuff to catch up on, but you really have 80 emails that don’t even really apply to you anymore, so you do the best you can with today’s tasks, and keep on doing the next task that comes your way.

So it is with today.  I will rest until I lose this bug.  If not today, then tomorrow.  Because.  I know in Marathon training, if you aren’t listening to your body now, you won’t be listening at Mile 20.

Oh.  And I love my $2 wall calendar.  Those numbers circled?  The miles I ran each day.  Pretty proud.  140.41 for the month.  2 months until the marathon, and I’m right where I should be.

Leap Year couldn’t have come at a better time.

So this might be some kind of weird wall.

Everyone knows that I am having a STELLAR training cycle. Like, this might be the time I nail that PR at the San Luis Obispo Marathon.

On my birthday, I awoke with dread from an email. Yes, one of those emails. The one that says “you’re doing it wrong”. I cried. I called for help. I finally had had enough of the stress, and decided that I could not do this to my life. This angst, this fear when I turn on the computer. Oh yeah, and it was my 53rd birthday.

I’ve lost weight the right way. 15 pounds in 3 months or so. Perfectly slow, which is what I wanted, because I don’t want to lose the muscle. I also counted calories, using The Daily Plate…because I get in a trap that I’ve run 8 miles, so I deserve a burger. And fries. And maybe a milkshake. Well, this time, I didn’t do that. I counted. I ate right.

Harley Guy and I have had movement in a very positive direction. We ended our 13 month relationship. I focused on my recovery. I cleaned up my past with amends and worked on the maintenance steps of our program. I got healthier than I have ever been when it comes to relationship addiction. Then, of course, we discovered that we are both still in love with each other. We spent some precious time together, and then both came to terms with the realities of the relationship: We are 100 miles apart, to start with. We have some different and possibly conflicting ideas about how to spend our adulthood. I have teenagers, he has some adventurous dreams of his own. That kind of stuff. That being said, we are going to see where this goes. We are together…but neither one sure of what will happen. I remain, in love with him, and he with me. Very interesting turn of events.

Then I hit a mental wall. And, I pray it’s a coincidence. That none of the above made it happen…because, I have trouble with balance on good days. Last week, I was just tired. I looked at my schedule. 9 or so weeks to go of six days of running. And I just went…um…no. The last few runs have been very sluggish. I went to a spiritual retreat last weekend and ate like the end of the world was coming, and added 2 pounds.

Today, I made an 8 mile run at 11:53, when it should have been 11:45-11:15. I had to fight to stay under 12:00. I missed my tempo run on Sunday due to hours of driving, so I kept up with the schedule.

Funny about the Hanson plan. I am stronger at the end of every run. I save the last .2 miles for sprinting of some sort. I have 10 tomorrow. I pray I have not hit a wall, because I have a hell of a long way to go.

Either You Run The Day Or The Day Runs You.

NorCal Marathon here I come.  September 18.  Training starts June 1.  Flat, and through San Jose.  It’s a first time mary, so it will have its kinks.  No worries.  No Social Network to get me moving.  This one’s all me. 

Training Plan:  Hanson Plan

Weeks in Plan:  18

I ran another 5K this morning, this time 1:30 minutes faster.  I need some time to build my base.  I’m shooting for all 4 milers next week, and dropping the poundage that has crept up on me.  (I’m not training, yet I’m eating like I’m training)

Join me on marathon #5!!

To all my friends and family:  Sorry in advance for my non-stop talk about running.  Bear with me. 

Factors in picking my next marathon

  1. Expense:  I had to local.  I had to stay NORCAL. $80 is just right.
  2. Time:  I need time to recover so I can come back to LA strong in March.
  3. Getting back on the horse:  Filling out an entry blank.  Just do it.
  4. Travel:  No travel, no stress.  San Jose is about 1.5 hours away.
  5. Summer Training:  Keep busy-No job prospect gives me too much time to think.
  6. Size:  I’m anticipating a small field.  Training will be solo.  Racing will be solo.
  7. NIKE:  Didn’t get in to NIKE.  If I want to run, I’ll be fundraising with TNT
  8. Free Training: I like the Hanson plan, but the word Free means something too.
  9. BQ: It’s a first run marathon, but it’s getting certified.  This is good.
  10. Lots of time to build my base:  1 month.