Wednesday, May 23, 2012
In my small town (and even smaller social circle) Tuesday night is men's night and Wednesday night is ladies' night. For golf that is. My husband golfs on league Tuesday nights with the husband of one of my triathlon friends. So Tuesday nights for us during golf season is brick night. We lure some poor unsuspecting teenager into babysitting our children and head out for a bike ride and then a run. When the water in the local beach warms up (you know, sometime in August) we'll probably swim too. Last Tuesday was our first brick Tuesday of the year. The wind was whipping so we spent about 5 minutes strategizing a route that would give us the least amount of face to wind contact. Apparently we are both idiots because we rode into the wind every direction. Eleven miles of pure windy goodness. When I got off the bike and started to run, it was like Pinochio running on little wooden peg legs. After last week's brick, I didn't work out again until this week's brick. Not by choice - rather I was struck down by some nasty virus that went from flu to crazy ass sore throat. I still am not 100% recovered, but I had to get out and get my sweat on last night. And again with the wind! Apparently whenever I take out my bike the wind starts blowing. We used our super strategizing skills again to pick a windless route, actually semi-successfully this week. Twelve miles on the bike. I really wanted to run after, but just the act of riding my bike twelve miles while still fighting off this illness wore me out. My "brick" was biking and then walking two miles. Whatever. It was still nice to get outside and move my sickly body. Hoping to get back into a more regular routine now. I'm headed to the cities to my mom's for the long weekend and my sister wants me to run 20 miles with her on Saturday. Sounds reasonable to me. :)
Sunday, May 6, 2012
On Friday, I finished up a mediation at 3:30 and drove up to Duluth to pick up my friend Tracy. We then drove through Wisconsin to Kenosha. What a LONG drive! We finally arrived at Tracy's mom's house in Kenosha a little around 12:30 a.m. Set the alarms for 6:00 and went right to bed, with race dreams in our head. When the alarm went off Saturday morning, I was tempted to just pull the covers over my head and go back to sleep. I could hear that it was pouring rain outside, and was just so tired. I forced myself out of bed, ate a bagel with peanut butter and banana, and got dressed. Tracy's mom lives about two blocks from the start line so we got to hang out inside (out of the rain). About twenty minutes before the start, we walked over to the race area.
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
How is it May already??? The month of April just completely flew by. And now it's May, and I'm running a marathon on Saturday. I signed up for the Wisconsin Marathon in Kenosha in January and the race is this Saturday. I'm hearing to Kenosha with a friend (who is running the half) on Friday. Am I ready to run a marathon? Um, sure. Confession: my longest training run is 13 miles. I'm basically calling this marathon a training run for Grandma's. A nice, slow training run. No biggie.