Sorry Sparkers...I have been really behind this week. Partly due to being a busy beaver at work AND at home, party from having my ass handed to me on a silver platter last weekend (runs), partly from being ill and partly from pure embarrassment.
So I am back...and hopefully feeling more on top of things this week...last week is just that...LAST week, DONE like dinner baby!
Yesterday I completed run 3 of my 7 scheduled goals for 2010. I know a lofty goal considering they are all being run in October, November and December and I only started running (and I use that term loosely) on July 17th this year.
I ran in what around my part of the world is a fairly big event. More so for marathoners and half marathoners than for us wee 5K runners. ANNE7X7 picked a GREAT event to run her first half marathon in...actually she is the reason I signed up for this 5K...My 10 year old and I wanted to go and cheer her on and I decided WHILE I was there, what the hay...may as well run. And run I did.
I completed my 5K run in 33.03 minutes. Once again, a disappointment to me.
I really think I was hoping for 30 or less. I walked a slight bit over 3 minutes, which brought my pace down a bit, to 7:41 I think I saw.
I know I am a slow runner but REALLY??
I have been trying to figure out why it is that I can run at home at a much better pace than when I hit an actual official run.
I think I have figured it out, and I could be wrong, but this is my guess.
When I run during the week at home on the treadmill (Milly) or out doors, I run at the end of my day. I am well fueled and well hydrated. When I run a race, I get up in the morning and basically get up shower grab a quick bite to eat, get the kids ready, stress, worry and do my best just to get there on time. I am a HORRIBLE morning person as are my kids and they are not always WITH ME on the importance of getting our butt's out that door on race day.
As well, I fear having to potty during my run so I avoid drinking water so that I avoid those disgusting porta potties set up for us, besides, the line ups are always really long.
By the time I start my run I am already thirsty and not overly fueled. I am starting in a bad place.
So somehow I have to figure out how to get up early enough for my body to adjust to morning running. It might mean going to bed super early and getting up 3 hours before race time, I don't know. I DO know I have to figure this out. STAT!!!!
I am getting VERY discouraged by these results, especially because on the 30th I have my next run and it's an 8K and I feel nowhere prepared for it.
I LOVE running at home, but I have to say, when I was out there yesterday, I WAS NOT LOVING IT!
I felt alone and defeated. There were so many people there just running as if it was no big deal. They were all so fit and athletic. I know I have come along way, but I am nowhere being as fit and healthy as these women were. I saw the race photos posted on the Internet and all I could see was how much more I needed to lose, not WHAT I HAD LOST and that angered me. I knew I shouldn't be thinking like that, but I was. In ALL the photos (except one) I looked like I was suffering and not enjoying it. You could see that I was struggling with my breathing and in the ONE photo that I have a smile on my face, I am really only the SIDE person in the pic. I came across the finish line the same time as someone pushing a wheel chair, that's how great a runner I AM, and so the photographer just took shots of them, I was just there by default, I clapped as I crossed the line but sadly it was for them and not myself. My daughter was RIGHT at the finish line waiting and she is what put a smile on my face, however, there was nothing putting it there, throughout the race. I need a frikkin cheering squad I tell ya!
When I watched for ANNE7X7, I was amazed at the ease in which most of these HM runners whipped by me....they made it look effortless. I was in AWE!!! I nearly cried watching them run by.
WOW...to be like that some day!
Anne was great, we 'stalked' her a few times, but I think she only noticed us once, when I yelled at her to not give up... I know at one point we cheered her on but she had her earphones in and looked to be in the zone! She was FABULOSSO!!!! I want to run like her!!!
My daughter noted to me at one point how beautiful she was and I had to agree!
I watched the 10K's take off and looked for PAPAMIKE, however I have never met him and only had his profile pic to go from, I was cheering you on though even though I had no clue who you were!!! LOL
So although I feel defeated somewhat, the wind is not gone from the sails JUST YET!
I realize that doing well in the 8K is not going to be in the cards...but FINISHING the damn thing will be!
On a side note:
My 10 year old was scheduled for the 1K Turkey Trot, which we ended up being stupid late for so she never had a chip and she ran AFTER the others...she got confused and ended up not running the full course, but went through the finish line. They gave her a medal and on the way home she said to me that she wanted to 'earn' the medal and asked if we could run a full 1K when we got home. So THAT IS EXACTLY what we did!
She cracked me up because she at one point complained about a stitch in her side and I immediately started teaching her how to breathe properly and to keep running only at a bit slower pace....she says to me, my teacher says I should stop when that happens, I look at her and grab her arm and keep pulling her along and tell her "your teacher is WRONG!" and start laughing...we continue 'breathing' and me holding her hand so she doesn't give up...she then exclaims that she thinks she is' bleeding internally!'
OMG I laughed!! I told her that as long as she was able to 'chit chat' with me, she probably wasn't 'internally bleeding'.
We ran a KM and at the end I placed her medal around her neck and she used her Gator Aid cup from the race to drink from...she wanted the full effect! LOL!!!
Oh and I forgot to mention, while we were running someone in our neighbourhood was outside doing yard work and immediately went to the side of the road and put his hand out to touch Payton as she ran by, he cheered her on, it was GREAT to see a perfect stranger help to motivate her! He told her she was doing a great job and to not give up! I was so proud of her!
Payton and I after her home 'Turkey Trot'
LOL...Payton likes this photo of me..she says I look 'buff' TOO FUNNY!!
RUN RUN RUN!!