Sunday, June 16, 2013

training jun 10-16

Training Stuff:
Monday: 1.82 miles (15 min, avg pace 8:15) + 1.86 miles walking (29 min, avg pace 15:36) = 3.68 miles


Tuesday: 3 miles (24:35 min, avg pace 8:12) + 0.12 miles walking (1:55 min, avg pace 16:02) = 3.12 miles


Wednesday: 3 miles (24:07 min, avg pace 8:02) + 0.13 miles walking (2 min, avg pace 15:26) = 3.13 miles


Thursday: 6 miles (49:47 min, avg pace 8:18) + 0.26 miles walking (4 min, avg pace 15:25) = 6.26 miles


Friday: 1.21 miles (10 min, avg pace 8:17) + 0.35 miles walking (5:13 min, avg pace 14:55) = 1.56 miles


Saturday: 6.23 miles (48:03 min, avg pace 7:43)


Sunday: 3.1 miles (34 min, avg pace 10:58)


Total Mileage: 27.08
Total Mileage (Month): 75.35
Total Mileage (Year): 732.44


Total Time: 3:58:40
Total Time (Month): 10:21:13
Total Time (Year): 110:56:34


Fun Stuff:
Something Interesting:
4 years at the Woodstock Challenge = 4 award plaques! Pretty sweet! 

Book(s) I Read:
The Twins of Tribeca (Rachel Pine)

New Beer(s) I Tried:
Lilja's Hop Nest Monster
New World (Samuel Adams)

Saturday, June 15, 2013

wholly hell 15K RR

Another trail race, another awesome day put on by Muddy Monk.  This time, I drove to the south side for a 15K.  9 miles on the trails?  Well, okay.

I got to the race about an hour before the start, and got one of the last spots in the lot.  Picked up my packet, read the sports section, and finally headed to the start.  It was sunny and a little warm, and I forgot to bring sunscreen... but trails are shaded, right?  Right.

I lined up near the front, because even though I am not the swiftest of trail runners, I still wanted to be in a good position for the single-track portion of the trail, which would start right away.  At 10am on the nose, we were OFF!

Mile 1:  Remember the last time I went trail running?  Yeah, my body does too.  It did not like the beginning of this race.  Single-track is HARD.  And I felt even more pressure, because it seemed like everyone behind me wanted to pass me, so I felt like I had to go faster and faster, and yeah.  But I remained upright, and after what felt like forever, Garmin beeped one mile.  9:51

Mile 2:  This is the part where a giant log was in the middle of the path.  You couldn't run around it, so your only choice was to climb over it.  I ended up straddling the log, getting my butt all covered in mud, but I didn't fall and I got over it and continued running.  8:58

#badass
Mile 3:  Off the tough part of the trail, and on grass around a smelly lake, and then back into the shade.  The paths are wide and the people are sparse.  This part of the course is really boring, and I'll be happy when it's over.  At least it's not technical enough to require me to have to slow down in any way.  I can just let it fly!  8:18

Mile 4:  Sooo during this part, we had to use an underpass to get to the other side of LaGrange Road.  With the recent rain, the tunnel was muddy... but not with mud, but with horse poo.  My shoes were already muddy and disgusting, so I just went through it.  Whatever.  I'm a badass trail runner now!  8:29

Mile 5:  Remember the part with the giant log from mile 2?  Well, we went through that again.  I remained upright.  But then I can only assume that I spaced out, and the next thing I know, I'm flying through the air and landing on my chest.  Like, knocking the wind out of me.  I screamed and swore and had the girl in front of me concerned that I was actually hurt.  Aside from a scraped up elbow,  and the dirt that got all over me, oh, and the part of the side of my head that was swollen for 5 days, I was perfectly fine.  No broken bones this time = win.  10:18

Mile 6:  I feel like an idiot for falling.  Again.  UGH.  Trail running is hard.  Best mile of the day.  8:15

Mile 7:  Starting to lose steam a little bit.  My legs are shaky from falling.  It feels like just when I got my confidence back, I fell down again.  Frustrating.  I am DREADING the last portion of the course (aka all single-track).  I really don't want to fall off the cliff!  9:09

Mile 8:  Another splash through Horse Shit Creek.  I am going to smell AMAZING on my drive home... thank God I'm the only one who has to smell me!  8:57

Mile 9:  Last mile.  I am ready to be done.  I have determined that 10 miles is my absolute LIMIT on the trails.  I don't think I would have it in me to run an entire half marathon like this.  I would definitely be doing a lot of walking!

I am, for the most part, alone on the single-track.  I can hear a guy right behind me, so I step to the side and let him pass.  He looks confused, but also very appreciative.  I appreciate it too.  I hate feeling like I'm holding people back because I'm trying not to fall and taking my time hopping over the logs.  It's better to do this at my own pace.  10:27

Mile 9.18:  Almost done!  We're off the trail, and I'm sprinting on the grass to the finish... well, as fast as my body will let me... which, considering all of the running and the trauma it went through, is pretty darn fast.  When I started the race, I told myself that I would be happy coming in under 1:30, and I did that with plenty of time to spare.  1:30

Crossing the finish line

Oh yay, I'm done.
FINAL TIME:  1:24:12
AVERAGE PACE:  9:10
LESSON LEARNED:  Wear sturdier shoes.  I don't think the Pure Grits are suited for trails, since they are pretty useless the second the bottoms get covered in mud.
NEXT 15K:  Unknown

Let me tell you, I EARNED the beer and hot dog I got after the race, even though I somehow managed to lose my beer ticket.  Even though I fall and get dirty and a little banged up every single time I do one of these races, still I plan on coming back for more.  See ya at Deer Grove in a couple of weeks, Muddy Monk!

going commando in my own fatigues

This was my something new for May.  And here I am, posting it halfway through June.  That's just how I roll lately.

It all started when the bf and I were getting dressed for running one day.  I pulled my running shorts on over my undies, and he stared at me all weird.  I assumed it was because I am so unbelievably hot (hah), but nope.  He was wondering why in the world I have so many layers on my bottom half.

The answer?  I have absolutely no idea.

I get it, the shorts have a liner.  But I guess my strong sense of modesty prevented me from taking the plunge and leaving the undies in the laundry basket.

So on that particular day, more to prove to the bf that this was not, in fact, awesome, I went commando.  And guess what?

IT'S AMAZING.

I feel so free.  And so much lighter.  I went commando in my own fatigues, and I will never go back.

You know how really little babies are only smiling because they have gas?  Well, if I smile real big while running, it's because I am not wearing underwear.  Now you know.

Thursday, June 13, 2013

#RunnerPhotoChallenge - getting it in under the wire!


Do you know Maggie?  Well, you should.  Because she is awesome.

This is my first blog hop, and it's all about RUNNER FASHION.

Half Fanatics gear!

At night, I wear reflective stuff.  Because SAFETY first.

My basic uniform is old race shirts...

...and a hat.  There is ALWAYS a hat.

Even in the winter, there is a hat.

You know it's hot when I wear a tank top... otherwise, it's tees all the way!

I must always match.
Sometimes I match others... while supporting my team.
(GO BLACKHAWKS!)

Wednesday, June 12, 2013

wordless wednesday

Is Dad saying "Game 1" or "4 to go"?  The world may never know...

Sunday, June 9, 2013

north shore half marathon RR

This is my most favorite race EVER.  I first did this race back in 2003, when I famously left my bib number at home on race morning.  My mother has a picture somewhere to prove it.  There's just something about running on the North Shore - the scenery is gorgeous, and the course is interesting.  It doesn't finish with a victory lap on the high school track anymore, but it's still one of my must-dos.  The fact that it wasn't the day after Ragnar this year gave it major bonus points.  (Not that I even did Ragnar... but that's another story for another day.)

My calves had been super sore from running and walking on the sand in Cancun (I know, poor me, #firstworldproblems, etc), so I decided to wear full out compression socks.  SPOILER ALERT - they super duper helped.

I got to the race about an hour before the start, snagged a sweet street spot a few blocks away, and walked over to the race site, where I immediately spotted Nicole and Kirk.  We hung out by the start line, and were quickly joined by a bunch of other Fanatics.  There may have not been a formal picture, but Fanatics always manage to find one another!

Half Fanatics!
Right as we headed to the start corrals, it started to rain.  Like, more than a drizzle, but less than Nashville.  People around me were panicking.  But I figured, I've already done two halfs in the pouring rain this year, what's one more?

At the odd time of 6:50am, we were OFF!

Mile 1:  I've run this stretch of road approximately a million times.  Actually, the last time I did was back in February for the Cupid's Dash 10K, which was also in the rain.  I'm an old pro at this, OBVIOUSLY.  Started off too fast, as I usually do.  Best mile of the day.  7:46

Mile 2:  The guy at the start line kept telling us that the weather would blow over in 15 minutes.  It's 15 minutes or so into the race, and it starts raining harder.  Two guys behind me go, "Don't worry, it'll blow over in 15 minutes or so."  Hahaha.  7:55

Mile 3: FINALLY we get a turn, where we pick up Sheridan Road and get to look at HUGE houses, and one of the Ravinia gates (we previously ran on the gravel path behind Ravinia... but I have done that so many times that it's NBD at this point in time).  7:50

Mile 4:  Yes, there are hills on this course, but I think my body is desensitized to hills after Nashville and Delaware.  Which is a good thing.  This course is tough, but it's a heck of a lot tougher if you let the hills beat you.  7:58

Having fun running in the rain :)
Mile 5:  I can't believe how quickly time is passing.  The rain has let up a little bit, and I'm running at an excellent pace.  Proud of my efforts so far today!  7:51

Mile 6:  I should mention at this point that I had the stomach flu for the 2 days prior to the race.  I didn't even drink my usual Diet Coke before the race, but stuck with water instead, because I feared that I was a little dehydrated.  I felt fine when I woke up, and for the first few miles of the race.  About a quarter mile after the last aid station, my stomach started doing the "Uh oh gotta go" dance.  It was gross.  And there's no aid station in sight.  8:04

Mile 7:  I'm concentrating on putting one foot in front of the other, and trying to ignore the excruciating pain from my insides.  It's not working out so well, and I am so convinced that I'm going to Paula Radcliffe that I crank my tunes up a few notches and just try to hang on.

Oh, and to make everything more interesting, this is the mile where I get to climb the infamous Park Avenue hill.  Because things aren't difficult enough right now.  Blergh.  But I take it easy on the extreme downhill, and then power up the Park Avenue hill with my parts still intact.  WIN.  8:20

Mile 8:  FINALLY I see an aid station, and a smelly poo house without a line.  Let me tell you, once I was done, I felt a thousand times better.  Not 100%, mind you, but good enough to continue the race.  I am no longer looking for a shortcut back to the start line to drop out, so that's progress.  Worst mile of the day (well, time-wise, anyway).  9:42

Mile 9:  Don't really remember anything about this mile, other than the mile marker was in the exact place that the Fort 2 Base race starts.  So there's that.  7:52

Mile 10:  Most boring loop ever, but we're in Ft Sheridan, which is pretty cool.  If it were hot or sunny at all, I would most definitely be melting and be feeling terrible at this point.  8:02

Mile 11:  I did the creepiest thing ever - the guy running right in front of me had the best-smelling hair EVER. I think I picked up the pace just to keep smelling him.  That is weird.  I'm going to hide under my blanket now.  7:50

Mile 12:  Out of Ft Sheridan now.  I see some of my friends on the turnaround, and wave and share smiles.  I'm glad for the aid station, as I'm starting to get uncontrollably thirsty.  (Glad I brought an extra water bottle in my car!)  I'm killing this race, even with a toilet break.  Pretty incredible.  8:16

Mile 13:  Only 2 more little hills left.  Everyone around me seems to think that we are done with the hills, then they see the remaining ones looming and groan.  The wheels are starting to fall off the bus at this point, and I'm very excited to be done with this one!  8:00

I am awesome!  Haha
Mile 13.1:  I absolutely TAKE OFF and sprint to the finish.  This is where I famously ran my cousin in last year, in her quest to qualify for the Half Fanatics.  I pick up my feet, even when the announcer tells me it's slippery on the way to the finish, and cross the line with a huge smile on my face, and a course PR of over 10 minutes.  0:40

FINISHER!

FINAL TIME:  1:46:06
AVERAGE PACE:  8:06
LESSON LEARNED:  Baby the steep downhill on the course, because as soon as you turn the corner, you hit the Park Avenue hill.  You'll be gassed if you fly down the hill and try to go up right away.
NEXT PIKERMI:  Chicago Women's Half Marathon, 6.23.2013

Once I got out of the finisher's chute, I walked back on the course a bit to cheer for Heather and Nicole as they came in.  I didn't stick around after the race, because I was shivering after the colder temps and the rain, and I just wanted to go home and sleep.  But we did take this awesome picture first:

I am *barely* taller than Nicole, haha
2013 Pikermi #12 / Overall Pikermi #73

training jun 3-9

Training Stuff:
Monday: 1.19 miles (10 min, avg pace 8:25) + 0.11 miles walking (1:45 min, avg pace 16:00) = 1.3 miles


Tuesday: 3 miles (28 min, avg pace 9:20) + 0.12 miles walking (2:03 min, avg pace 17:12) = 3.12 miles


Wednesday: 6.5 miles (54:15 min, avg pace 8:21) + 0.34 miles walking (5:14 min, avg pace 15:24) = 6.84 miles


Thursday: 3.5 miles (32:48 min, avg pace 9:23) + 0.22 miles walking (3:48 min, avg pace 17:21) = 3.72 miles


Friday: 3 miles (24:15 min, avg pace 8:05) + 0.19 miles walking (2:58 min, avg pace 15:38) = 3.19 miles


Saturday: 9.18 miles (1:24:12, avg pace 9:10)


Sunday: 1.43 miles (13:31 min, avg pace 9:27) + 2.10 miles walking (36:50 min, avg pace 17:32) = 3.53 miles


Total Mileage: 30.88
Total Mileage (Month): 48.27
Total Mileage (Year): 705.36


Total Time: 4:59:39
Total Time (Month): 6:22:33
Total Time (Year): 106:57:54


Fun Stuff:
Something Interesting:
I have fallen down in every single trail race I have ever run. At least I didn't break any bones in my most recent race!

Book(s) I Read:
Insurgent (Veronica Roth)
Manifesting Mr Right (Caitlin McKenna)
Revenge Wears Prada (Lauren Weisberger)

New Beer(s) I Tried:
Summer Solstice (Anderson Valley)