Monthly Archives: September 2012

makin babies, greasy babies

So the marathon was a definite high point of my week/life.  I can attribute my new PR to the perfect weather because I’m not sure I could have done so great without it.  My only regret is that I wore a pair of shoes that I don’t normally wear for long runs and now my foot is paying for it.
I was super nervous for the race.  Woke up at 6 a.m. and ate some BellaVita crackers and a turkey wrap.  Then I drank my V8 energy juice and packed my Spibelt with my Gatorade chews.   My mom offered to drop me off so she picked me up at 6:40.  The bridge was backed up so by the time I got to the starting line, I only had to wait for about 10 minutes to start.  I lined up near the 4 hour pacer and then I decided to edge my way closer to the 3:35.  After the starting cannon went off and scared the bejesus out of everyone, I crossed the start in about 20 seconds and began my Runkeeper.  That was the last time I looked at it though I could hear it for the first few miles.  I decided to forgo music for awhile and just listen to the people around me.  We crossed the 74 bridge and then made our way into Bettendorf.  There were no clocks anywhere but I was just taking it easy and moving at a steady pace.  I could hear 7s on my runkeeper pace.  After we got on the path by the river and headed into the Davenport relay exchange, I ditched my fleece and ate 2 chews.  I decided to walk and fuel at each relay point.  I think mile 9 was on the bridge back into Illinois and then mile 10 was in the District of Rock Island.  I was right at 80 minutes at that point.  As we went onto Arsenal Island, we rejoined the half marathoners for a bit so passing them was kind of a good motivator.  Overall the island is pretty boring because there aren’t any spectators.  It was pretty but I don’t tend to look around much as I run.  I eagerly awaited the next relay point which was after mile 18.  I picked up some GU chomps and ate two of them.  Mile 20 is where the halfers turn to the finish and fullers turn left for an out and back.  I was at 2 hours 38 minutes and still feeling perfectly fine.  I was surprised by this.

The out and back allows you to see some of the faster people coming in, so that was neat.  Again I just started counting down to the next relay point.  It came sooner than I expected so I decided to keep running until the turnaround.  At mile 23 is the giant wall, so I ran under that and took a walk break a couple minutes later.  Some guy yelled at me to keep it going, so I started running again.  My legs were stiff and I was getting hungry but I knew I had it in me to finish strong.  I kept looking for people I knew running the opposite direction.  Then I found a girl about my age and tried to talk to her but she was struggling.  We reached 25 and I could see the crowds getting thicker and the downtown area beginning.  I took off my head phones and kept chugging along.  For the last half mile I was looking for my family which was a good distraction but I didn’t see them until about 100 yards from the finish.  The clock said 3:27 so I was pretty amazed and excited.

After I finished, I grabbed two bottles of water and hobbled through the post race area.  My parents were only parked about 4 blocks away but it felt like a million.  I suddenly noticed how sore my right quad and left foot were.  I didn’t do much the rest of the day but I did walk with Red and RKY.  Now  it’s Wednesday and my foot is still very sore.  I have been icing it and taking ibuprofen regularly and haven’t run a lick.  It’s pretty disappointing because I hoped to be slowly jogging again on Tuesday.  I fear my 10 mile race on Saturday is in jeopardy.  I’m flying all the way to Orlando for it for I better be recovered by then dammit.


My face feels like magic. Dude, wanna taste?

I have never tapered before.  The last time I ran a marathon I ran a 20 miler the week before.  This time I am actually doing it.  I thought a rest would be nice but now I know why some people hate it.  I feel like a fat ass.  I also feel like I’d rather sleep in every day than get up an run EVER AGAIN, but I’m sure I’ll be able to get back to the routine after the race.  Ran 4 miles yesterday.  Didn’t run today.  Have a 5k fun run tomorrow that I better not overdo.  Will stuff my face with cake and drink gallons of water.  Also started taking ibuprofen every 4 hours until race morning.   Googling weird things like “how to survive the last 10k of a marathon” “should I wear compression socks to bed?” and “preventing poop while running.”  It’s the only thing I have been thinking about for about 3 weeks straight.  I haven’t been talking about it because a) no one in my family cares and because b) I don’t want people to know how nervous I am about it. 

I feel a bit like I’m falling apart physically, which bodes well for me.  I have been a mouth breather for over a month now thanks to allergies.  My calves hurt for no reason.  My shoulders keep getting really tense and my wrist is carpal tunneling again.  Why am I a 30 yr old in a 50 yr old body?

you know what would go good with these sandwiches? Funny internet videos!

So it’s my taper week.  I ran 9 miles on Sunday, took Monday off, and ran 6 this morning.  Five more days til the marathon.  I accidentally started carbo loading last night when I ate half a bag of candy corn.  And then when I ate the rest today.  Since I felt so crappy on my twenty milers, I’m hoping carbo loading will be the key to not collapsing and crying on the curb.   Bread and pasta make me bloat so I guess I’ll just eat a can of frosting mixed with M&Ms.

The weather forecast for race day is a high of 67 which sounds pretty awesome to me.  The low is 40 so I’m guessing it will be upper 40s at the start.  I don’t think I’ll wear anything to shed as I’m still mad that I couldn’t find my vintage smurf shirt after the last marathon.
I also printed my waiver for the Tower of Terror race.  I’m leaving for Disney in like a week and I haven’t barely thought about it.  Probably because work is a bitch and I already have anxiety about coming back after vacation because I have to work 11 days in a row.  This always happens to me around vacation even though I request mine off about 6 months in advance, suddenly everyone and their aunt has to request off around the same time.   Well I hope the ten miler is more entertaining than the Wine and Dine course.  It starts at my bedtime, 10 p.m. so I’m sure that will go well for me.

10 Running Questions

1. Best run ever: I have a horrendous memory but I love running the snow so I remember some snowy runs where it was falling from the sky and I was climbing over giant piles.  Super fun. 

2. Three words that describe my running: disciplined, relaxed, chill?  I suck at this survey already

3. My go-to running outfit is:  Nike mesh shorts and whatever soft vintage shirt I can find

4. Quirky habit while running:  I hate wearing the dry max cool weave moisture wicking shit.  I also always end my treadmill runs on xx:03.  Those 3 seconds are killer.


5. Morning, midday, evening: Morning.  I used to only run at night but now I run in the morning.  I just like to run in the dark because it’s super safe and I hate sunlight. 

6. I won’t run outside when it’s:  I will pretty much always run outside unless it’s lightning.  A nearby lightning strike knocked my shoe off and the piss into my pants one time. 


7. Worst injury—and how I got over it:  My IT band messes with my knee so I wear one of those bands during every run.  Is pregnancy an injury? I really only took 2 weeks off after my c-section. 

8. I felt most like a badass mother runner when: I ran the Bix 7 while 34 weeks pregnant.  It’s super hilly and always hot so people thought I was stupid, but I took it easy and was just fine.


9. Next race is:  The Quad-Cities Marathon next Sunday.  My goal varies between 3:30 to just freakin finish

10. Potential running goal for 2013:  I want to dominate some 5ks under 20 minutes and PR a half mary

10 Running Ques…

All those men and their disgusting fantastic bodies

After the 10k, I hurried home to shower and get ready for Red’s birthday party.  We were going to have it at the local pizza place, but then a bunch of guests got invited at the last non-hosting (paying) family members, ahem.  So I switched it to our house and I decided they could eat some cheap ass Pizza Hut carry-out.  Well then none of the extra guests showed up and my grandma was sick, so we probably could have afforded it, but oh well. 

She wasn’t very into the “smash cake” thing and just ate the frosting off with her fingers.  Like mother, like daughter.  She also wasn’t into the unwrapping presents thing so that was fairly anticlimactic too.  My sister desperately needs a daughter so she will stop buying ridiculously girly princess toys for Red. 

After everyone left, I forced Red to ride her new Smart Trike around the block even though she didn’t seem that into it.  She will be dammit.  She was just in an indifferent mood that day. 

After she crashed, I went out to run more miles because I was supposed to run 12 miles for my long run taper and a 10k just doesn’t cut it.  I also forced myself to run 5 miles on Monday morning too with tired legs.  I actually ran it with 7:49 miles even though I felt like I was running through Jell-O. 

Last night I was awoken by a horrified RKY with puke down the front of his shirt.  No, he didn’t puke on himself, that would have made me laugh and go back to bed.  Instead, I had to try to calm Red down which took about 45 minutes.  So I turned off my alarm and woke up at 7 this morning.  It can be a rest day but I’m actually really anxious to run, so maybe I will break out the jogging stroller (Red is feeling better), or I will wait til RKY is off work at 9:30 and tempt rape fate by running late in the dark.