December 30, 2008 at 8:42 am
When I look at the Indy 500 Mini-Marathon finisher’s medal that is hanging on my bulletin board, I fondly remember the race, particularly the part where I got to stop running. While I enjoyed the cinnamon crunch bagels and the thrill of accomplishment, I’ve decided not to run the race again this year. I wiffled and waffled for awhile, but I knew if I ran it again it would just be for show since my heart is not in it. Been there, done that, got the medal.
I greatly admire people who take up long distance running, but it is not necessary to run half-marathons to stay in shape, nor is it the best possible way to lose pounds. I actually gained weight when I was training last year. Right now I’d rather focus on maintaining my current weight and perhaps losing another 10-20 pounds, so half-marathon training is not consistent with those goals. I know some people do lose weight when training, but I’m not one of them.
Instead, my personal health goal for this year […]
October 31, 2008 at 7:44 am
I had intended to run for 20 minutes but decided 18 minutes was good enough because otherwise I’d be scraping my lung off the carpet after I threw it up. I was a little disappointed with myself. It was only 6 months ago that I ran a half-marathon and now I am struggling to run a half-5K. If you don’t use it, you lose it, unless of course we’re talking about weight, in which case you gain it.
“I don’t know how you do that,” said the 50-or-60-something man who was running on the treadmill next to me in my apartment’s exercise room. In light of the current economic crisis, I’ve decided to ditch my YMCA membership and use my complex’s resources instead. I’ll just have to cross my fingers that no one is using the elliptical machine when I want it and remind myself that a little patience will save hundreds of dollars a year.
“I don’t know how *I* did that,” I replied as I stepped off the treadmill to stretch. I’d interspersed my running […]
June 5, 2008 at 8:01 am
While I’m really proud that I ran a half-marathon and still have the shiny medal to prove it, THANK GOD THE TRAINING IS OVER! Yes, that is deserving of big, blocky, all-capital letters. My training program took all the fun out of exercise, and exercise is hard enough to do when it is fun.
Some days I would look at my training schedule and think, “Oh, dear Lord. I have to run 45 minutes tonight or else I’m going to collapse in a pile of goo at mile 10 on race day.” That was the dreadful thing, knowing that I had to do these long-ass runs or else I might not be able to complete the race. And I’d already told a bazillion people I was running a half-marathon, so I had to do it. The training took up so much of my time, that I eventually stopped doing anything but running for the last month, completely neglecting weight training or core strengthening exercises. My exercise routing became very unbalanced.
I still like to run, but 20-30 […]
May 4, 2008 at 3:34 pm
Yesterday was one of the top ten best days of my life, which is an odd thing to say about any day I wake up at 5:30am.
My mom and I drove downtown and parked in my office’s parking garage, which is conveniently located 4-5 blocks away from the starting line. Thus we avoided any parking nightmares and I felt slightly better about the garage fee they take out of my pay check every month. I felt chilly in my long-sleeved shirt and sweater as we walked towards the starting corral. The sun was still rising, but from what I could see the weather appeared gloomy, though thankfully it wasn’t raining. Thunderstorms had whipped through town the night before and there were still some puddles in the road.
As we got closer and closer to the starting corrals we encountered more and more people. It felt like I was in the movie Close Encounters of the Third Kind where everyone is inexplicably drawn to the mountain at the end of the film. I was one of thousands […]
May 2, 2008 at 7:52 am
The great thing about running a half-marathon tomorrow is that I get to eat lots of carbs. I will try to remember the joy of gorging myself on bread and pasta when I’m running in the rain. The cold, wet, rain.
When I picked up my pace bracelet at the running store yesterday, the clerk asked me, “Got your outfit picked out?”
“Yep,” I replied like I was an A-student proud to be prepared for a pop quiz.
“Is your shirt white?” she asked as she rung up my gel pack purchases.
“Um, yeah it is.” How did she know that?
“Better wear a dark sports bra,” she said as she handed me the receipt. Why would I wear a dark bra with a white shirt? That didn’t sound like an ensemble that would land me on the cover of People’s best-dressed issue. Then my brain made the connection:
White shirt + Rain + Bouncing for 13.1 miles = Girls Gone Wild: Mini-Marathon Edition.
A black bra it is!
I’ve got my checklist of items to bring. I’m going to lay out my […]