I maintain that in the event of a zombie apocalypse, long distance runners will have a distinct advantage.
Well after five weeks of healing my foot, dealing with my tooth infection, getting used to (still a work in progress) my new (and considerably more awesome) work schedule, and NO RUNNING – I went out yesterday and asked my body to run 13.1 miles in Long Beach without any training.
Yeah. I did that.
It was my slowest half marathon since my first one. (And Disneyland this year, which I’m not counting as I walked that whole race due to injury and stopped for EVERY character picture.) I started out slow. Usually, my first 5-6 miles are at a 10:30-11:00 minute per mile pace and end up in the 11:00-12:00 at the end of race, hence my usual 2:29-2:42 finish times. (Negative splits are not something I’ve been able to manage yet. I still have a lot to learn.) Right off the bat, my first mile was 11:40. I just felt off and clearly under trained. Slow and sluggish, but strong. I knew I’d finish. I just figured at that speed it was just going to get slower.
But you know what? It was a great day, a fun race, and I’m happy I did it, pokey as I was. Read more
As I mentioned, when I came off the finish line of the San Francisco Marathon, the first words out of my mouth were “I am NEVER EVER doing that again.”
Did I mean it?
At the time HELL YES. I said many times that day that I’d happily run the first half of TSFM but that I would never ever ever run the full marathon there again. That park. Shudder.
Well, three days out, I’m singing a different tune.
I have to go back next year and conquer that course again. I have to make Golden Gate Park my “bitch”, rather than the other way around.
So see you next July 26th, TSFM!
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.
It is a tale of two races. The first half (eh, the first 17 miles) and the second half (the last 9 miles).
I’ll stop with the literary references now. (Once an English Lit major, always an English Lit major.)
I don’t even know where to start, y’all, so let’s start with the obvious: I FINISHED. It was the hardest thing I’ve ever done. I lost my soul out there, sobbed like I was dying, considered becoming a San Francisco street person, and contemplated calling Uber to come get me.
But I forged ahead and got it done. It wasn’t the race I wanted to have. My time was hideous. But I traversed 26.2 miles of hilly San Francisco. I am a marathoner.
And redwood trees are my enemy.
More when I get home . But That said this is my favorite medal of them all. None involved more hard work, determination, dedication, heart, and the inability to give up on myself than this one. Miles 21-26 were rough. So rough. Shudder.
5 days until the San Francisco Marathon!
That sound you hear is my heart beating rapidly and loudly. I am so excited and so nervous. I think I’m at a place finally where I KNOW I can do it, I just want to know HOW it is going to turn out! Will I meet my self-imposed time goal? Will the three big hills keel me dead? Will the rolling hills drive me nuts? Will I have a great time taking pics of the city and selfies at great locations? Well, duh, the answer to that last one is a resounding YES!
All of these will be answered by roughly noon on Sunday. Oh, and this came today.
6 days until the San Francisco Marathon!
6 days! And I’ve barely run at all in a week! This weekend I actually went out and had a weekend. Saw friends, ate, drank, and was merry. I needed that, for sure!
This morning I intended to do my 8 mile weekend run and I slept right through my alarm. I’m choosing to look at it as needing rest since that was the 3rd day in a row I slept 9-10 hours.
It also occurred to me that as I watched other friends go through the process of training for a marathon in the past that I didn’t really understand the time commitment it took. I’d see them, at the end of the journey, thanking their families, their spouses, their kids, their friends for making it possible for them to train. And I really didn’t get it.
9 days until the San Francisco Marathon!
At this time next week I will be in San Francisco prepping for the 2014 San Francisco marathon.
I continue to be significantly worried about speed. Like I said, the training has SLOWED me down, which was not my goal, but it is what it is.
I believe my strategy will be to break the course down into sections so that I am always running towards something in shorter segments.
I really want to finish in less than 5:30 and I am terrified I won’t!
I know in the end, as long as I finish within the course limit, it shouldn’t matter. But I know myself and IT WILL MATTER.
26.2 miles of hills is a long way to go. I know I can do it. I am just not sure I can have the race I was planning to have.
9 days until the San Francisco Marathon!