Wednesday - scheduled for 3 miles went 4.17 miles
I actually went farther than I was committed to go today. Take that training log!
As I was ambling through my neighborhood on my walk it occurred to me that today is April 4th. The marathon is June 3rd.
There are less than 2 months of preparation remaining.
Wednesday, April 04, 2007
Tuesday, April 03, 2007
Get Steppin'
Monday - scheduled for 5 miles went 2.5 miles
Tuesday - scheduled for 8 miles went 5.8 miles
It's two days into the week and I'm 4.7 miles behind on my mileage. The sad part is that this might be the best I've done of any week in my training. Raise your hand if you think I'm going to be one sorry girl on Saturday when I need to walk 14 miles.
Tuesday - scheduled for 8 miles went 5.8 miles
It's two days into the week and I'm 4.7 miles behind on my mileage. The sad part is that this might be the best I've done of any week in my training. Raise your hand if you think I'm going to be one sorry girl on Saturday when I need to walk 14 miles.
Monday, April 02, 2007
Joining the Circus
I missed my Saturday training session - again. Not good for the marathon plan since I spent most of this week in San Francisco and I didn't do so well on honoring my workout schedule. Let's call this a sub-stellar week of training.
At least I had a good reason to skip Saturday. I'm taking some courses at the University of California, San Diego. Saturday was our first class. This session was a team building exercise at Challenge-U on a ropes course. If you've never done one of these ropes course, you do all these team activities that for some reason involve rope - tightropes, knots, webs.
Honestly, I've had bad ropes course experiences including one at Adventureworks in Tennessee. At that one our team banded together and quit the day early. In our defense, it was a blisteringly hot and disgustingly humid August day. There was a Lyme disease outbreak that summer and everyone had to wear long pants and long sleeves. We were incredibly smelly, sticky and uncomfortable. Also, the instructor was a jerk of epic proportion. The best decision our team made was to quit and go sit on the air conditioned bus and wait to go home.
I was approaching this Saturday with a mixture of dread and peevishness. Dread over the fact that I don't want to relive middle school gym class and peevishness that I had to drive an HOUR and get there at 8:30 in the morning. What is with everyone conspiring to hijack my Saturday morning snooze time?
It was much better than I'd hoped. Just like my horrible day at Adventureworks, I did screw up the go through the web thing - twice. It completely frustrated me since the entire team was penalized for my ineptitude. (If you scroll down the Challenge-U page, the picture in the middle is the *@!#*%$ pass through the web game.)
Now the good part! The second half of the day is the "high course". I climbed a 50 foot pole. Then I left the relative safety of that pole and walked on a tightrope. Yeah, I was wearing a helmet and a safety harness, but I'm telling you that you aren't thinking safety harness when you're up there. You're thinking "Please, please let me get across this wobbly, shaking rope without falling.". (Now scroll all the way down the Challenge-U page to see a pic of the high wire stuff.)
The other thing is that while I was up there I somehow managed to get an incredible bruise on the underside of my arm from the guide rope. It didn't hurt at the the time because I was hyped up on adrenaline. The bruise is so angry that I can't bear to have anything touch it including sleeves. Other than a hip pointer that I got in high school, I've never had a bruise that hurt with this intensity. It's enormous and spectacularly bright purple. I am, of course, ridiculously proud of that bruise.
I'm hoping that someone in my class is posting photos of everyone on the high wire....if they do I'll add a link.
Next week, I promise to go to my marathon training session. I promise, I promise, I promise.
At least I had a good reason to skip Saturday. I'm taking some courses at the University of California, San Diego. Saturday was our first class. This session was a team building exercise at Challenge-U on a ropes course. If you've never done one of these ropes course, you do all these team activities that for some reason involve rope - tightropes, knots, webs.
Honestly, I've had bad ropes course experiences including one at Adventureworks in Tennessee. At that one our team banded together and quit the day early. In our defense, it was a blisteringly hot and disgustingly humid August day. There was a Lyme disease outbreak that summer and everyone had to wear long pants and long sleeves. We were incredibly smelly, sticky and uncomfortable. Also, the instructor was a jerk of epic proportion. The best decision our team made was to quit and go sit on the air conditioned bus and wait to go home.
I was approaching this Saturday with a mixture of dread and peevishness. Dread over the fact that I don't want to relive middle school gym class and peevishness that I had to drive an HOUR and get there at 8:30 in the morning. What is with everyone conspiring to hijack my Saturday morning snooze time?
It was much better than I'd hoped. Just like my horrible day at Adventureworks, I did screw up the go through the web thing - twice. It completely frustrated me since the entire team was penalized for my ineptitude. (If you scroll down the Challenge-U page, the picture in the middle is the *@!#*%$ pass through the web game.)
Now the good part! The second half of the day is the "high course". I climbed a 50 foot pole. Then I left the relative safety of that pole and walked on a tightrope. Yeah, I was wearing a helmet and a safety harness, but I'm telling you that you aren't thinking safety harness when you're up there. You're thinking "Please, please let me get across this wobbly, shaking rope without falling.". (Now scroll all the way down the Challenge-U page to see a pic of the high wire stuff.)
The other thing is that while I was up there I somehow managed to get an incredible bruise on the underside of my arm from the guide rope. It didn't hurt at the the time because I was hyped up on adrenaline. The bruise is so angry that I can't bear to have anything touch it including sleeves. Other than a hip pointer that I got in high school, I've never had a bruise that hurt with this intensity. It's enormous and spectacularly bright purple. I am, of course, ridiculously proud of that bruise.
I'm hoping that someone in my class is posting photos of everyone on the high wire....if they do I'll add a link.
Next week, I promise to go to my marathon training session. I promise, I promise, I promise.
Monday, March 26, 2007
The Good and the Bad
I'm trying to do a better job following the training schedule. By better I mean, follow it at all. This showing up on Saturday having done nothing all week is starting to get me into trouble. At the the higher mileage, I can't fake it. I'm not a 20 year old; I don't spring back.
Per the training calendar yesterday I was supposed to go for an easy 30 minutes and today for an easy hour. Yesterday I went about 45-50 minutes, but at a slower pace than I'd have liked. Then I stopped at Starbucks and walked home. Ah well, it's something.
This morning I was all set to do my hour - then I realized I'd scheduled a phone interview for 8 a.m. That's when I made decision that was good and bad. I thought something is better than nothing - I'd do a fast paced 30 minutes then phone the candidate. It started well enough, but I was really hustling (for me). Then there was a rather sharp pain in either the front of my hip or the tippy-top of my thigh. I thought I'd be able to walk it out so I kept moving for another 20 minutes or so, but it never felt significantly better.
It still hurts a few hours and a few ibuprofen later. I'm hoping I can do the 8 miles tomorrow, but that may be an overly optimistic view of my body's ability to recover.
Per the training calendar yesterday I was supposed to go for an easy 30 minutes and today for an easy hour. Yesterday I went about 45-50 minutes, but at a slower pace than I'd have liked. Then I stopped at Starbucks and walked home. Ah well, it's something.
This morning I was all set to do my hour - then I realized I'd scheduled a phone interview for 8 a.m. That's when I made decision that was good and bad. I thought something is better than nothing - I'd do a fast paced 30 minutes then phone the candidate. It started well enough, but I was really hustling (for me). Then there was a rather sharp pain in either the front of my hip or the tippy-top of my thigh. I thought I'd be able to walk it out so I kept moving for another 20 minutes or so, but it never felt significantly better.
It still hurts a few hours and a few ibuprofen later. I'm hoping I can do the 8 miles tomorrow, but that may be an overly optimistic view of my body's ability to recover.
Sunday, March 25, 2007
Next!
Okay, I'm barely halfway through training for my first marathon. Yet, I've just signed on for my next marathon - The Nike Women's Marathon, October 21, 2007.
Here is why I couldn't resist -
Here is why I couldn't resist -
- San Francisco. muah!
- There is a candy mile - an entire mile of the race is people giving out Ghirardelli chocolates. Candy!
- Pedicure stations.
- The finisher's medal is from Tiffany's and it's given out by San Francisco firemen wearing tuxedos.
- The entire event benefits the Leukemia & Lymphoma Society.
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