RunningBySheds

It was a cross training day today, so I went to the fitness center and hopped on the strider/elliptical. Wow, what a way to work up a sweat! I think I have to ramp up my running a bit because I can’t remember sweating like that during a run. Only one little problem: my form must have been wrong. I have quite a bit of soreness in the small of my back now.

Finished off with a protein shake, mixing protein powder, a bit of milk, vanilla yogurt and a banana. Now I feel full to bursting. Hope it lasts for longer than an hour.

btw, the strider said I’d gone 2.4 miles in 30 minutes, burning 260 calories. I kept on, well, striding for about ten minutes more and then ran a couple of laps on the track.

What John Stanton refers to as a “slow easy run”. Run 10, walk one. It was a struggle at times. Music kept me going, plus I was breaking it down in increments like: by the time you get to that tree up there it’ll be 4K, only 3 more to go… keep up to the rhythm of this song (made me speed it up a bit) … just another 45 seconds, see how fast you can go … stuff like that.

Still have hamstring issues on right side. I foam rolled after, and now I’m going to get out The Stick. Ice? Heat? I usually go “ice” after a run, but something is telling me this one needs heat.

After registering for the Half in Saskatoon in August, I discovered there’s a 10K in June that I’d love to do even more because it’s right around the university area which I am most familiar with. (I know, with which I am most familiar…) I could do both, couldn’t I. But it’s a five-hour drive one way.
I’m thinking on it for awhile. It would so fit into my training schedule.

I couldn’t get out to run first thing this morning so I spent a good deal of the day putting it off. But I read some inspirational comments on Tumblr and it worked — I was inspired. But it wasn’t a nice run at all.

First, the wind was blowing crazy strong and crazy cold. I couldn’t catch my breath. I think it also had something to do with the cold I’m fighting off. I’m not congested because of the Sinutab-type meds I’ve been taking lately, but my chest feels tight, I keep gasping for breath, and my lungs don’t seem to be able to fill up.

I was forcing myself for more than ten minutes till I started to feel like I could find some enjoyment in running. But even then it wasn’t much.

But hey — I did it, ran my required kms and I’ve feel good about that.

As per sked . I did the first two km in 13:10 and the last two in 13:20. A bit of tightness in my right hamstring and calf; I have a massage this aft so I’m sure he’ll tell me what I’m doing wrong.

I just registered for the River Run Classic in Saskatoon, and today was my first day of training. An easy 7K run in 47:15. I keep telling myself I love to get out there and run just for the sake of running, but I seem to perform better (as in, more consistently and with greater determination/dedication) when I have a specific goal to shoot for.

Tag! you’re it! The rules are to state 10 random facts about yourself. Then, go to ten blogs and tell them that they are it. Boom.

1. I rolled a car a few years back. Slipped on a patch of ice, over-corrected, ended up in a snow-covered field. Oddly enough, some Coke bottles in a box in the back seat did not move.

2. I raised Doberman pinschers for a few years.

3. I skipped third grade, except for the math. GeeZUZ, the math!

4. When I’m not offended by it, I find politics interesting.

5. “Reality shows” annoy me because, well, they’re not really real, are they.

6. I have worn glasses since fifth grade.

7. My favorite color is green. Used to be the minty shades, but now I seem to prefer jade/aqua/seaweed — that part of the spectrum.

8. When I was a kid I phoned the local fire hall, because I was curious to see how they’d answer the phone. Like if they’d be cool, — or scream excitedly, demanding the nature of my problem (I thot this would be the more likely scenario). I hung up as soon as I heard a voice on the other end. No one ever found out.

9. I think Dora the Explorer is a know-it-all, and Diego is one seriously conceited, patronizing kid.

10. I know for sure, that when you get older, you don’t know better. Wisdom is a crap shoot. I know this because I AM old. But that doesn’t stop me from offering the occasional tidbit of wisdom:

… if you ever think you’re getting too old to do something, well, you’re not. Another bit of advice: Don’t be still obsessing about your body image/weight when you’re my age. It seems kind of stupid, but still, that doesn’t stop me from doing it.

I wanted to do something really different when I turned 60, so I started running. Been running for three years. Yes, I’m 63.

There, how’s that for a post? Do I seriously have to go to ten blogs and tell THEM they too are tagged? Maybe, after a nap. :-)

Yikes. I haven’t run since my 5K April 7 with the North Derbyshire Running Club in Chesterfield, UK. I’m still decompressing from the 24-hr trip home plus I’m getting all the shiz ready to go back to my summer home. Alberta. Six months or so. The longer I stay here in AZ, the harder it is to leave.

So I’ve been fighting a bit of a bout of depression, and comforting myself with waaaay too many carbs, as evidenced in the uncomfortable tightness of my waistbands. For the record, I’m up six pounds.

I feel ungrounded, unhappy, restless, irritable, at loose ends. Reading Ben’s blog yesterday reflected my feelings exactly. Helps to know I’m not alone. And I know that thru Tumblr I will get back on track. I know it with certainty. Next time I write it might be from north of the 49th parallel. Or I might just get out and pound out a few kms tomorrow or the next day, yeah, that’s what I’ll do — one last run in the land of the sun. I’ll keep you posted.