Monthly Archives: October 2013

Something something danger zone

Guh.  Still being all sick-like.  Possibly because I ran 35 miles in the past 4 days, 2 in the rain, and then went trick or treating in the rain as well.  I’m smart like that.  But it’s also possible that the world hates me, saw that I registered for a race on Saturday and thought, I’ll teach this bitch about planning ahead.

So my runs were 4 on Monday morning, 3.2 Monday evening, 8 Tuesday morning, 2.5 Tuesday evening, 10.1 Wednesday morning, and 7.2 Thursday morning.  Tomorrow I will be resting up for a 4 mile race on Saturday.  It’s over an hour away, but there is a serious race drought in my area until the Turkey Trot on Thanksgiving.  I haven’t signed up for that because I’m still not sure where we will be spending the day.

Last night was trick or treat.  Of course it rained all day.  Didn’t stop until about 7, halfway through trick or treat.  I feel envious of people who live out west and can just go outside in their costumes.  Here in the midwest we have to shove coats and extra layers on under or over costumes and ditch our masks and headpieces for stocking caps.  We barely got Red to fit into her costume with her coats on.  Then she insisted on holding her umbrella which really slowed us down.  We made it to about 7 houses and said screw it.  After we got home, the rain had stopped, so we headed out again.  Our neighborhood was devoid of porch lights, so we walked around the block and hit up about a dozen houses.  By that time, it was late and most people were trying to get rid of their candy, so we got a pretty good score.  By we, I mean, me.  I am going to eat it all.

Tonight is trick or treat: round 2.  I get very worked up over trick or treat.  I take this shit seriously.  I don’t like to drag ass and I like to take advantage of the full 2 hours.  My nephews are not like that.  I will be prepared to give piggyback rides and drag them around in a wagon.  I need more candy dammit.


It was your idea to rent “The Best VHS in the World”!

Another race recap.  I did register for and race the Pumpkin Run or Race or Dash or whatever.  I picked up my packet on Saturday and was dismayed to see the shirts were again the ugliest shade of the ugliest color- orange.  But I can’t complain too much, because I did wear it this morning before dawn, and I did not get hit by a car.  After picking that up, Red and I went to the park with the lagoon so we could feed the ducks.  It was pretty chilly out and the ducks were hesitant to get in the water.  Most of them were just chilling on the side until Red swooped in and scared them all in.  Other than that, I took it pretty easy so I could have fresh legs on Sunday.  I painted a pumpkin at my parents’ house and generally stayed inside because it is colder than it should be this time of year. 

Sunday morning was also chilly as hell.  Wait…that makes no sense.  But you get what I mean.  The race didn’t start until 9:30 so I was planning on sleeping until 7.  Red woke up at 6:30.  We snuggled under blankets and watched Care Bears.  Someone needs to get the A/C units out of our windows and maybe our house would warm up a bit.  Red really wanted to walk the dogs at like 8, so I woke up RKY and they headed out while I finished getting ready for the race.  I got there around 8:45 and ran to pick up my chip.  Then I ran back to my car and sat in there to stay warm and avoid talking to people.   The shorter race was first, so I waited until that started and then ran back to the starting line.  I felt ok while I was warming up but when the race started, my feet felt like ice cubes.  They were heavy and weird, it threw me off a bit.  I was 3rd until about the first mile and one girl dropped back then the first girl took off and I ended up in 2nd. 

The race was 2 laps, so we came by the finish line and the clock said 15:30 but it was about 200 meters from the half way point.  The second lap I ditched my coat and felt pretty good.  I just wanted to coast in at the same pace and I think I did.  At one turn I tried to look back to see if I could see another female but I couldn’t really tell and then I turned back around and felt dizzy.  Stupid plugged up ears.  I ran really steady and question if I could have gone faster at some point but I wasn’t really motivated to.  I made the last turn and kicked it up a little bit to finish in 32:50.  I was 2nd female.  I was really surprised when a girl came up about 25 seconds behind me.  I had no idea 3rd was so close.  After the run, I grabbed and downed two waters then ran back to my car.  I had to get home so RKY could get to work on time.  I will have to pick up my trophy and prize $ sometime this week.

I don’t feel all that great about how I did and I can’t figure out why.  I improved my time by a full minute over last year when I also finished 2nd.  Maybe it’s because I feel like I could have done better?  But maybe I couldn’t have.  My right hamstring felt weird near the end, so it’s good that I didn’t push it too much.  Note to self: try stretching sometime.  This may be my last race of the year, but I’m hoping to do another 1 or 2.  I may need to drive a ways to them because there’s a November dry spell locally. 

That Burt Reynolds is so freaking awesome!

So now it’s two days after the Ultra marathon…that I didn’t do.

Last week I kept going back and forth on whether I should do it or drop down to the half marathon.  My rationale was that the course was moved due to the federal shutdown and the new trail was a lot more …trail-ier.  No… rugged is the word I was looking for.

Well the decision was made for me when I woke up Thursday morning puking in my bed.  I didn’t actually puke in my bed, I told RKY to grab the garbage can and he made it back in time for me to unload into it.

This continued all day long despite my diet of  only Gatorade.  My dehydration headache got terribly intense and I considered going to the ER for IV fluids, but I finally held down a popsicle and started to feel better.  I took two Benadryl and passed out until 8 the next morning.  When I got up, the headache was gone but my stomach felt awful.  I was able to drink and not spew everywhere, so that was an improvement, but I knew the 30 mile, half, and 10k were all no-go.

Luckily there was a 5k I had been eyeing that weekend.  It offered race day registration and didn’t start until 4 on Saturday, so I held out hope that I could do it.  Saturday morning I finally was able to eat, but only a little bit.  I spent the day at the pumpkin patch which was more than just a patch.  It was a little kid’s dream come true with slides, pony rides, and rubber duck races.  After the patch, I gobbled down some chili cheese corn chips and peanut butter, then got into my race clothes.

Sounds like a GREAT idea.  I decided to run in my Mizunos for the first time, which was scary because I am awfully superstitious about what shoes and clothes I wear.

I got to the race site, registered, and watched all the crazies come in.   it was a zombie run, not one where you are chased by zombies, but where you could dress like one.  I didn’t because I didn’t have time to prepare plus, I am allergic to face paint and love to make excuses.  About 200 people showed up, 98% in zombie garb.

I lined up in the front of the pack because most people didn’t look like they were going to be racing hard.  We started the race and a few zombie volunteers actually did lunge at us.  I wasn’t expecting that.  The race was an out and back with a couple turns.  It was very flat and it was very windy.  It felt like the wind was coming from both directions.  There was no clock on the course, so I was just running hard and hoping for the best.  We got to the turnaround and I was 1st female, 3rd overall.  The second half of the race was when the flu started to take it’s toll on me.  I felt really weak and a few times I was afraid I’d have to stop and walk the rest, but I never let up the pace.  I had pretty much 0 kick at the end, I was happy to see my sister waiting there though.  I waved at her and then noticed the clock right before I crossed the finish line.  I finished in 19:27.  WHAT?  That is a huge PR for me.  I had been trying to sub 20 at the beginning of the summer and was struggling, but now I knockout a 19:27?

I can make excuses as to why I got a 19:27… the course was short…the chip timing wasn’t accurate..but I checked the course’s map online and it was 3.1.  plus we had to run in the outside lane of the road.  And chip timing seems to be pretty accurate, plus the clock was spot on too.  I have no idea how I managed that time when the wind was so bad AND I had very little fuel in my body.  Maybe that’s the strategy I should rely on for 5ks.  Starve myself and sleep for two days prior.

I actually did stick around for the awards ceremony this time because my sister and bro-in-law were hanging in the bar at the finish.  I got interviewed for the paper and they actually published a blurb about how I was supposed to run an ultra but had the stomach flu.  EMBARRASSING.  My award was a tombstone.  Not even joking.  How cool is that?  It was really heavy though and I had to carry it all the way back to my car.  I put it in my back yard when I got home.

This race was a big confidence booster for me, but I still feel like I didn’t actually run that fast.  I will have to run another 5k soon and see how that goes.  Im guessing I will be above 20 again.  I am hoping to do a race this weekend, but I don’t like to plan ahead too far because I will probably get sick again or something.  There is an 8k that I did well at last year and a few 5ks that I could do.  We’ll see.