Dopey Challenge: Week One Training

Week One Training Report

So this is truly my first training report; bear with me, I’ll try to make them better as I go along. That said, week one training for the Dopey challenge is complete. I didn’t really start training until the middle of the week on Wednesday so I didn’t get very many miles in, but I am getting my body back in shape for training season. This week really seemed like more “mental training” than anything. After taking time off from running, sometimes it’s hard to get your head to adjust back to enduring the pain, whether it be 4am wake-ups or struggling to finish the last mile. My pace has slowed down significantly, but I only see that as opportunity for improvement, which is always a good thing.

So here you have it:

Wednesday: 3.08 miles/Time 36:57/Avg Pace 12:00 per mile. Started this one at 5:45am.Weather was cool, overcast with a slight drizzle. I could tell I was out of shape on this run. Stopped and walked for about 10 seconds 3 times and then kept it going. My pace had slowed significantly but that’s what taking several months off does to me. I chose to not feel discouraged, and instead focused my whole run on thinking about how much better I am going to get over the next 8-9 months. Wore my Altra Torin’s originals (pink, not 1.5) and my feet were in heaven. I’ve had these babies waiting in the closet for a while; I have to say I prefer them over the newer model. In the last weeks the newer model has been causing foot numbness, but I didn’t have that at all today.

Thursday: 4.00 miles/ Time 47:02/ Avg Pace 11:46 per mile. This was just a rough day for running for me. Thankfully my friend, Larry paced me through this. Having someone talk you through a bad run is no doubt one of the kindest things I’ve experienced. I’ve had a hard time getting back to my daily running, but Larry was determined to get me through at least 4 miles. I could tell I was really dehydrated and the last 1/2 mile felt like puking. As we finished the last 1/2 mile Larry started telling me a story about a man who survived the Japanese death march; 6 days marching with no food or water. Nothing like a little dramatic motivation to kick your butt in gear and get you to finish, lol. So thankful for good friends who help each other thrive.

Saturday: 4.01/48:49/ Avg Pace 12:10 per mile. Took it a little easier today. Started out with my running club but I ended up going off solo. I had moments where I felt like I was flying, and could tell I was starting to get my groove back. Walked for a few seconds a couple of times because my foot numbness was starting to return (even with the pink Torins). All in all, this was a beautiful morning and I enjoyed being able to get out and run.

I’ll quickly say that my nutrition this week was anything but great. That’s the next big change I’m going to have to make in order to be successful in these next 8 months. Having said that, it’s important to remember to strive for progress, not perfection.

There’s a long way to go friends, but I’m taking it a day at a time and trusting in the process. I mentioned in my last post that I wanted to be able to experience joy in every run. I can say in all honesty that in every run this week I experienced joy. As I ran, though I was slower than I used to be, I praised God for blessing me with good health and the ability to run. Never take it for granted.

Until next time,

Mel

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Upping the Mileage (and what it feels like to be beat by a 71 year old runner)

I’ve mentioned in previous posts that during my marathon training this time around I have a goal other than to “just finish.”  In January I had zero thoughts of a time goal, I just wanted to get through the race in one piece. I took my time and had fun; it was Disney World! It ended up taking me (don’t laugh) 6 hours and 20 minutes. This time around I have a goal in finishing under 6 hours. That sounds impossible considering most people struggle to take just 2-3 minutes off of their marathon times, but at Disney I spent 20 minutes waiting in line for the bathroom several times. My time was slowed way down because I didn’t really know what to expect. I didn’t push myself because I didn’t know if my body could actually do it. This time around I have a better grasp on bathroom breaks, water breaks, nutrition breaks. etc. and find every minute to be valuable.

This week my training is getting serious. I am to the point in my training where I need to start logging approximately 30 miles a week, and I’m almost there.

My training this week will be as follows:

  • Monday: 4 Miles
  • Tuesday: 5 Miles
  • Wednesday: 3 Miles/Cross Train (weights)
  • Thursday: 4 miles
  • Friday: Rest
  • Saturday: 9 Miles
  • Sunday: Rest/Cross Train (cycling)

My marathon training last year looked something like this:

  • Monday: Rest
  • Tuesday: Run 45 minutes- 1 hour
  • Wednesday: Rest
  • Thursday: Run 45 minutes- 1 hour
  • Friday: Rest
  • Saturday: Long Run (eventually working up to 20 miles)
  • Sunday: Weights

Looking back, I really wasn’t running enough last year. Even now I’m still building up my endurance; I would eventually like to be able to run about 50 miles per week. Little by little I will get there.

This weekend I was really encouraged and inspired by a woman that I run with. She is 71 years old and can outrun just about anyone I know. She’s been running for 40 years and is simply one of the best. She wasn’t naturally a great runner, she worked hard to become one. It’s very humbling to run with a 71 year old woman (when I myself am not yet 25) and have her smoke you. It’s not just humbling, it’s incredibly inspiring. And with that  a thought hit me, “I am young. I am capable. I can push myself harder and I can be great.”

With proper nutrition and dedicated training, I know I will become better. My 71 year old running partner gave me some wisdom this morning: “It’s not the pounds that get heavier, it’s the years.” I have a few more good years in me, and I’m going to put them to good use. I want to wake up at 71 years old and be able to outlast a bunch of 20-some year old runners myself.

 

 

5:00am, cookies, and the guy that doesn’t like running

When you’re behind on blogging your blog titles never make sense because you try to cram everything that has happened into one post. Or maybe that’s just me.

Training the last two weeks has been consistent and good. My (very vague) schedule goes a bit like this:

Monday: 3.5-4 mile run at 5am

Wednesday: 3.5-4 mile run at 5am

Friday: 3.5-4 mile run at 5am

Saturday: Long run at 5am

Note, they all happen at 5am, which has left me feeling utterly exhausted. I’m not quite back into the swing of marathon training. I’m doing it but my body hasn’t adjusted to the early runs yet. I took about 2 months off after my January marathon which was a big mistake. After the break I began running small distances at 5am once again, but something about steadily increasing my mileage plus these early mornings is just wearing me out. If you are naturally early riser, I’m envious.

I’m so very thankful that I have a great group of friends to run with this year. Last year I ran just about all of my long runs solo, which I don’t mind doing, but once in a while it’s nice to share the pain of those runs with someone. My runner friends also never let me skip 5am in favor of my bed, so I am very thankful for them!

I have yet to incorporate speed work into my training. I know I need to because I want to improve my marathon time desperately. My plan is to work on speed every Wednesday starting next week. I plan to incorporate speed drills and tempo runs into my schedule. I am a newbie at speed work so I really have no idea what I’m doing. Last time I trained I simply wanted to finish the race. This time I want to be better.

Now onto my addiction to cookies…

I love baking, and last year I tried a new cookie recipe and gave some of them to our neighbors. A few weeks ago she asked me to make more of her “favorite cookies” so I obliged. My husband and I are both eating very healthy diets so I planned ahead and made plates of cookies for all our neighbors, leaving my husband and I four cookies left so we wouldn’t blow our diets. Little did I know, one of my friends was eating healthy like we were, so she politely denied her cookie plate. This left me feeling a little bit like this all week:

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I ate the cookies. I did it; I’m a terrible person. Lesson learned, I have no self control. I’m paying for it in the gym and on my runs this week. Oh well, moving on…

 

Often I come across people that don’t like running. That’s fine, I used to hate running. I really do understand. I worked at it and somehow forced myself to like it. And now I love it! But it’s not everyone’s thing.

Last week we had dinner with some newer  friends of ours. I had to decline staying out late because I had to be up at 4:30 the next morning for a long run. A gentleman we were with gave me a scolding look and told me that “it’s a terrible addiction” and wouldn’t I rather “wake up late and have pancakes and enjoy the day?” Well yes, I would. And I do that on weekends from time to time. But that next morning I had a plan and I wasn’t going to stray from it. Sometimes it’s tough to have people stare you down and tell you what you’re doing is “very unhealthy” and “an addiction.” The main thing I focus on when I train is listening to my body. If I feel even a tiny tweak in my knee, foot, or anywhere else that might be an indicator of an injury, I rest until it’s back to normal. Thankfully eating a fairly healthy diet (you know, other than the cookies) and running with proper form have saved me from dealing with any serious injuries. All I know is that I feel healthier, stronger, more disciplined and more determined than I ever had before I started running.

Not only that, but running is a time when I feel very close to God. I use that time to pray and seek Him. I’m sticking to it.

 

So friends, how do you handle sticking to your training plan when friends try to convince you to stray from it? Let me know in the comments; thanks for reading!

-Mel

 

 

 

From Altras to Newtons! Taking my new kicks for a spin

 

This weekend my awesome husband took me shoe shopping. I have been running in Altras for about a year and a half and have loved them. A few months back I was at an expo and my friend encouraged me to try on a pair of Newtons. Her legendary “shoe guy” was there at the expo so I knew I needed to have him fit me. I had heard from several running friends about Joe the shoe guy. Joe has been running long distances for over 30 years and opened a running store about that long ago. I have heard legends of his shoe fitting super powers. He looks at your feet, puts you in new shoes and perfects your running technique forevermore. I went to him at the expo, unconvinced that anything could top my Altras, and was so surprised when I tried on a pair of Newtons and they were above and beyond. It was like Cinderella had found her glass slipper. I have been wanting a pair since that expo and this weekend I finally got them!

I took them out for a spin this morning, wondering if they would still be as comfy a few miles in. Wow! They knocked my socks off. They have the same minimalist approach as Altras but have more cushioning, which I didn’t think I needed until I ran in them. I did 3.5 miles this morning and will go further distances with them later in the week. I’m excited to see how they do.

This morning was a nice 76 degrees but man it was MUGGY! I was out the door at 5am hoping for cooler weather, but with the humidity it felt more like 85-90 out.

 

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I still had the shoe box sitting on my end table when I got back so I grabbed my shoe, plopped it right on top, and snapped a picture with my awesome camera that went through the washing machine and survived. Now I’m left with weird purple blurry dots in my photos.

Note that I left all my crap sitting on my table in the picture; I felt that this accurately summed up my life in a nutshell. Eat to Live cookbook, coffee, essential oil diffuser, running shoes. I need to get out more.

Hope everyone had a good weekend! 🙂