Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Monday, May 30, 2011
Yes that's a little bit o bubble gum pop music by Selena Gomez, girlfriend of the Biebs. No I don't have it on my ipod, but since I forgot my ipod in the car this day, it was the only song buzzing through my head. And hey, we're worth it!
It seems every time I say I've done my last outside run I get another one, so let's hope that pattern holds. It was gorgeous in Scottsdale this Memorial Day so I did a mountain desert trail near my house.
I ran probably 1/3 of the way up, a little over 2 miles. Then I decided to run the whole way down. Its an exhilerating and sometimes quite steep, rocky trail. I was feeling like quite the hero passing people on my way down navigating the narrow bumpy path. In my head I'm writing this blog post about how this is sort of like Frogger, jumping onto and over rocks at high speed. I started thinking how difficult, if not impossible this would be for someone less agile than I, someone not in such good physical condition. I wondered what I would do if I turned an ankle and fell. I'd probably have to wait for that guy I just passed to help me off the mountain or . . .
BAM. It happened that quick. My ankle turned and I was flying towards the earth. I could feel my reflexes responding to catch me, and one by one my already exhausted muscles failed, sending me crashing to the ground and skidding on hands and knees. Expletives flying, I stumbled back up almost immediately and started running (hobbling) again so as to avoid the attention of aforementioned guy. After about 200 yards I stopped to take inventory of my injuries:
Left ankle - sore
Right knee - bloody and aching
Left knee - road rash
Right palm - rock hole
Left palm - burning
Pride - wounded
I sighed in disgust and started jogging slowly again, convinced I can still make it to the bottom. After all, I have already mentally written my blog post about how I ran all 2 miles down the trail. After passing another group of hikers whom I had to ask to move aside to let me by, my already-weakened ankle buckled and again and I'm crashing to the earth. Fortunately this time I caught myself with my hands, although its still an embarassingly loud commotion. I hopped up and continued walking quickly, so as to distance myself from that last group of hikers. Their jovial chatter had gone silent. With my tail between my legs and freshly humbled, I walked the last half mile to my car.
Now, several hours later and after a hot shower, I'm in bed stiff and aching. Ankle, knee, and oddly enough, left butt cheek quite painful. Thank goddess tomorrow is a scheduled rest day, as there's no telling how bad it will be after sleeping. But, I think mostly its my pride that's wounded.
My time was 50:05, by the way. Since I know you were wondering.
Sunday, May 29, 2011
That is my man when he knows I've gone running - giddy like a school boy. Because he knows he's going to get the bright shiny happy Sandy of the nonstop smiles and wit, as opposed to the crazy beatch he sometimes gets when I've not run. As our brother says, its kinda like spinning a roulette wheel. Anyhoo, my legs have been achy after my last two runs so I did yoga today and I have to say it was a bitch of a class! One of the hardest classes I've ever had. If you can, imagine a one arm side plank, then one arm pushup. Fugh. My upper body was literally trembling afterwards. And now in addition to my legs, my butt and arms ache as well. Good times.
Saturday, May 28, 2011
I did probably my last outside run for the summer today. Went at 9:30 and it was really nice, little breeze blowing. I'm amazed at how mild May has been in the valley. It got way hot towards the end though, both fat dog and I took a rest in the shade. I did 3.1 but probably walked half mile or more. I knew it would be a tough one so had low expectations, just happy to have it done for the day. 5 for the week.
I think for the Juneathon I'm going to write my favorite quote from that day's playlist. I don't often have much to say on my runs so that will help. Plus it makes the run more interesting, picking a song and its meaning for that moment. ;)
I ran in a new running shirt today, Underarmor. Gotta say I love me some UA.
Friday, May 27, 2011
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Sunday, May 22, 2011
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Wednesday, May 11, 2011
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Monday, May 9, 2011
So, on this particular run, I felt particularly good. It was a cool breezy night, probably one of the last we'll have in a while. And it was nice to have J's company, riding big circles around me. And of course fat dog always enjoys a jog. I felt that I was going at a good pace and kinda wishing I'd brought my watch. But after about 3 miles I started pooping out. And by that I mean, I had to poo. And, I had to stop running for that reason. And, at one point, I had to stop and clench. And at that moment, I had the fiercest cramp in my left butt cheek. It literally left me immobilized, bent over, knees touching, cheeks clenched, going "Gaaaaaahhh!! Arrgggghhhhh!!" on the side of the road in the dark. It was like a calf cramp, if you've ever had one of those, where it just locks up so tight you have to scream. I tried to bend over to stretch it out a bit, and I could feel it pulling all the way down the back of my left thigh. After a few minutes, I was able to start hobbling home. I only had 1/4 mile to go, thankfully, and by the time I got home it had loosened up substantially. I took a muscle relaxer (after I took care of the other business). It still feels strangely weak and tight. I'm a little worried that I won't be able to walk tomorrow. I wonder if this is caused by the extreme gluteous maximus strength I've gained in yoga? That its just overpowering, ya know?
Saturday, May 7, 2011
Friday, May 6, 2011
I am in desperate need of more running songs!!! Recommendations, please!
My latest awesome cool down song is called "Tree by the River" by this band called Iron and Wine. I haven't heard any more of their songs, but this one is good. Listen to it.... it will remind you of me, the person who is kicking your ass day after day.
Thursday, May 5, 2011
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
I did end up going to the gym last night and did 3 miles on the treadmill in 34:30, which is an awesome time for me!! 11:30 min pace. I'm striving to get within the range of "all levels" and I'm convinced that some pretty purple shoes will get me there.
Monday, May 2, 2011
So my gym publishes a regular newsletter on results from different races/events we do. The gal asked about participation in Pat's run so I sent her my results to be published. Here is what it looked like.
Ouch. Who knew I was so pathetic? Yep that's me a full 12+ minutes behind the last person (35 min to 47 min if you can't see), on a 4.2 mile run. And I was all proud that I got in under 50 min. The same gym is having a group run for cinco de mayo, and it said all levels welcome (7-11 min pace). So, I guess that's not really all levels is it? Honest to goddess, I've been running since I was 10 years old and I don't think I've ever been much below an 11 min mile pace. I don't really feel like I'm going SLOW when I'm at an 11 min pace. I felt pretty good at Pat's Run, and I ended at about 11:10 min miles. I was passing people the whole time (although there were a lot of walkers). I guess I don't really get it. Maybe I'm more of a jogger than a runner.
But, I think I'm awesome. See how I'm pulling this guy along behind me by his hair?
Sunday, May 1, 2011
In honor of the people that are actually reading this boring blog, I have decided I will finally write down the story of The Shitty Day. It is the saga of the Denver Rock n Roll half marathon, which is our most recent race together. Sandy and Marianne have told me to write it and now I think I will, because I can finally think about it without having to poop. Stay tuned.