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When I woke up this morning, the first thing I did was to check the weather. 84 (feels like 94) with 70% humidity… I thought, “Welp, it’s not going to get any cooler out.”
I threw on my shorts and tshirt, and my socks and shoes, and took to the rail trail near my parent’s house. (The rail trail is an old rail line that was converted to a tree and nature-surrounded paved path for runners, walkers and bikers.)
I ran a quick 3.5 miles up and down the trail and then around the block. I got home feeling a bit woozy. The humidity really took it out of me, but it was nice to get out and get my legs moving. Maybe I will try to head to the gym with my dad if he goes later to do some strengthening.
My first night back in my hometown was spent with family friends at our favorite hangout. I had an Oberon since they’re non-existent out in New York, and I had my favorite ravioli dish. (Sorry, no pics. I’m not sure I would be able to explain the “but it’s for my blog” thing to my parents and their friends.)
I will probably grab some lunch with my sister a little later. Maybe another non-New York thing like Panera (I know, super generic, but I worked at Panera in high school and during the summers in college, so it tastes like home).
That’s all that’s new here. I just thought I should post, since I’ve been bad about posting lately. Classes are officially over and the summer is mine to enjoy.
Absolutely beautiful day for a run! After a leisurely morning filled with a trip to the dog park, pancakes, and reading, I decided it was time to get back outdoors to enjoy to sunshine. (As added insurance, I dressed in running clothes first thing this morning to prevent myself from backing out of a run.)
I took to the sunny streets of New York and headed south along the West Side Highway to Battery Park where I turned north and headed up the Hudson River on the Esplanade. I looped around Pier 25 and turned back toward home. There were people everywhere and while crowds usually annoy me, I found myself pleased to be taking in all of the young families, couples, bikers and fellow runners soaking up the sun.
I set out to run 3 miles because I have been a bad little runner and I haven’t done nearly as much running as I should be doing. (Naughty, naughty Caitlin…) My iPod is still kind of wonky and logged 3 miles, but when I came home to map it, it was closer to 3.35 miles. (This was a bit of a relief because according to my iPod I ran a 10:50 pace and even though I had to slow to weave around packs of strollers and picture-snapping tourists, I felt much faster than that - adjusting for the distance, I ended up with a 9:44 pace.)
Now it’s time to shower and beautify before we join our friends to watch the Derby and drink mint juleps and peach-infused bourbon punch. Wooo! (I need to be on my best behavior though because tomorrow morning I’m volunteering at the Japan Day 4 Mile Run and the report time is 7:00 - ooof! Pending my mental state tomorrow morning, I’m going to run my 4 mile virtual run after I finish my volunteer duties.)
EDIT: Bah! I almost forgot! Go wish my best friend Melissa over at settingthepace good luck in her first half marathon tomorrow morning! I’m so proud of you Melly and I’m thinking happy race day thoughts for you! xoxoxox
I’ve been a bit slacktastic on the running and posting lately. But not to worry - I went running tonight. I had to get a run in before Drew and I settle in for a much, much tamer night of Red Wing-watching and cheering than our day spent cheering them on on Saturday. *face palm*
I’m trying to figure out/gauge/determine whether I will actually be able to run in the NYRR 4 Mile this weekend. I have to work this weekend in the mornings, and while it might be possible to go in early enough to get everything done before the race, I don’t want to risk missing the race because something (and inevitably, something will) comes up. I guess I will just have to get a feel for how the week goes and how the experiment is progressing.
Anyway, time to hop in the shower and get ready for some hockey, eh. Let’s Go Wings!
Well, because I forgot my beloved Nike+ adapter that I use to record the times and distances of all of my runs, I headed to mapmyrun.com before I headed out into the cold Michigan night to see how long my planned route was. I decided to go with my 2.28 mile route and had every intention of finishing the distance. My lungs, however, had different plans — as expected.
I’m frustrated because I cut my run back to 1.65 miles and because my iPod died well before I hit 1 mile, leaving me stuck listening to my own wheezy breath. The other reason this frustrates me? My legs felt. so. good.
Now, having stretched and hydrated, I’m sitting in my parents’ living room while my lungs punish me for trying to treat my legs to a much needed run. I know that the cold air was probably not the best thing for me, but I had cabin fever and needed to get out of the house. I guess tonight I will have to treat my lungs, now raw throat, and constricted chest to a steamy shower and hot tea.
Legs, you will get your turn again soon. I promise.
I realized today that in this journey of mine, self doubt is the single most insidious obstacle I will face. If I allow myself to fall into the black hole that is self doubt, I will never make it to the finish line — pun intended.
Today’s workout was a reminder that I really am working from the ground up. I didn’t expect to be able to go out and run 6 miles immediately upon starting my training, but I think I definitely had unrealistic ideas about what sort of physical condition I was in. These misgivings have resulted in the rise of the fears floating around at the back of my head. At this point I need to keep reminding myself that it’s counterproductive to dwell on the things that I’m not as a runner and to focus on those things that I’m determined to become. My three sure fire ways to insure that 13.1 miles will be possible: