All posts filed under: MOVE

Dear Yogis: I can’t take it anymore

Have you ever tried Bikram Yoga? I’ve been (inconsistently) practicing for almost 2 years now, and sometimes when I mention I’m going, people ask me if it’s “fun”.  Um, no. Not at all. I do not consider pushing my muscles beyond their flexibility wearing next to nothing next to a bunch of other sweaty people for 90 minutes fun (call me a party pooper). I do not go to class for “fun” – I go for the consistency of programming and the feeling of invincibility I get afterwards.  I know, it’s very anti-yogi to go into class with a this-is-gonna-suck attitude – I’m working on it.  So when I came back from a 3 week binge of conferences, company, cross country flights and a lower back and gut that were just not going to be quick to forgive my traveling transgressions, I decided I needed to commit myself to a few weeks of Bikram restoration.  It helps my mind, spine and systems from the inside out, even if the 90 minutes are pure torture. Currently, …

The Marine Corps Marathon

I haven’t posted about anything running related for a good few weeks. Ok, months.  I needed a break.  I was getting so overwhelmed with what I was (or wasn’t) doing with my training that I just hit a wall with writing about it. I decided that I would step away from the excel spreadsheet, and instead, take the final weeks leading up to race day to do as much as I could without fretting over what the schedule told me to do. Whatever was going to be on race day was going to be.   I deliberately waited a month to reflect on how I felt about the race, my performance, and marathons in general, before putting it in to words. I was too bipolar in the days following to be coherent. One second I was never running again, the next I was investigating the lottery for the NYC Marathon (just window shopping, I assure you). In one moment I’d be thrilled with my time (5:24 if you’re keeping score at home) and the next I’d be beating myself up, feeling like I could …

BAA Half Marathon

The BAA knows how to put on a race. This was my second half marathon and I had scheduled it for two weeks prior to the looming full Marine Corp Marathon as part of my tapering mileage. (As an aside, anything that considers a half marathon “winding down” is absolute insane.) I figured an actual race day would get me mentally prepared for the big one – and it certainly helped. Except, this course was absolutely sadistic. Always beware the term “relatively flat” in Boston. Relatively flat to what, guys? Vermont? No. This course was not flat. On the bright side, I got my shot at doing any hill work I had conveniently ignored done all in one run! Despite the evil climbs though, I maintained my pace fairly well. My first half last spring measured extra long – about 14 miles – and it took me almost 2:40 to finish it. This one, per the Garmin watch, was much more appropriately measured at around 13.4. I clocked in at just over 2:19 on the official …

Marathon: Week 9-13

Was that really necessary? It just seems a little uncalled for before 7am if you ask me. I feel like this should stress me out, but it doesn’t at all.  It’s a relief, if anything.  One month from today – for better or worse – this little summer project is over. Don’t get me wrong, I’m glad I’m getting this off the bucket list, and I feel pretty optimistic going into the home stretch of training. The 16 miler from week 11 was definitely a confidence booster.  We kept a comfortable 12:00 minute pace running a 2:1 interval, and when we finished, it wasn’t that overwhelming sense of “ohmigod I could never do 10 more miles”.  I didn’t WANT to run anymore, but I did have a sense of “I could knock this out if I was chasing a hot Marine on race day”. This has been a learning experience. I’ve learned that you can’t run a marathon and expect to lose weight, because that much cardio, muscle abuse and hydration fluctuation will make your …

Marathon: Week 5-9

A bit of housekeeping, if I may.  I am indeed still running. And cooking and sewing and blogging (in my head). However as you can see from the running calendar, life has gotten in the way of running, cooking, and putting the inner monologue blogs into words – in the best way possible.  The last few weeks for your favorite ginger included a proposal (eeek!), the concert of the summer (I ❤ you JT), a week long jaunt through Europe exploring Iceland,  London, and Paris, and somewhere in there, even a few long runs. I’m still processing everything. It really is a lot to take in. There will be more to come (lots more!) on all of the above. For now the only thing I really know how to recap is where I’m at in this training program. I knew when I started this, I would need some “off” weeks.  It was a good call to build them in, because they have come in handy. Two weeks off in a row from long runs was unnerving, and I …

Marathon: Week 4

To say this week wasn’t a struggle would be an absolute lie. It was hot. It was humid. I missed a midweek run. I had one of the most painful 3 mile slogs of my entire life. I questioned more than once… ‘Why the hell I’m doing this?!‘ I can’t say I feel 100% optimistic again, but there’s always something empowering about finishing the long weekend run, reminding you that this is not impossible. It’s hard because it’s supposed to be. If this shit was easy everyone would do it. Sunday’s 8 mile LR was surprisingly successful given the fact that I decided to throw in a whole bunch of new factors at once, breaking one of the most fundamental rules of running. I wore shoes I’m still breaking in and carried hydration for the first time (save for an incident with a water belt last year that really didn’t go so well) all while continuing to adjust to running without tunes. The shoes are improving, but I have a wonderful blister that has formed …

Marathon: Week 3

Even though I’m in Week 3, this felt like my first ‘real’ week of training. Four runs and 15+ miles logged, it felt like I was running for a reason.  While the total mileage is less than the original training plan I posted, that has been somewhat deliberate.  This week had my longest run since May 2012 when I fractured my heel, and I’m so prone to plantar fasciitis that I want to proceed with caution. So, even at about 2 miles shy of where the schedule says I should be, let’s celebrate some little milestones, shall we? An 8:11 mile Friday during my run home from work.  I was late, and people on the sidewalk were really annoying, so I tried to get it over with as quickly as possible.  Perhaps all my races should take place on the sidewalks of Boston during Friday afternoon rush hour. My furthest run in almost 14 months (and feeling amazingly good afterwards). I’ve been following Galloway intervals (3:1 on most the runs) and I’ve had to accept that while …