T-t-t-track

Welcome to this week's installation of places I work out - Exhibit A: our local high school track. Our schools are on spring break this week, so there weren't any teams practicing on the track after work and I was able to get a nice ladder workout in. I have a few mental tricks to help me at the track. I like to count the big light poles down the straightaways (there are four of them). I also like to imagine the curves as a giant slingshot that will shoot me around to the straightaways. Whatever works, right? Anyhow, I enjoyed my first track workout of 2010!

Tonight's speed work helped me finish out my biggest mileage month since the spring of 2006. Seriously. So lame, I know. Anyhow. 123.6 miles. 12 cross training sessions. 28 hours. Good times. Here's to a bigger and better April!

Race Report - Human Race 8K

Just call me a streaker - today, for the fifth year in a row, I ran the Human Race 8K in St. Paul. I love this race. It always feels like the official start to spring. I was staying at my mom's this weekend, so it was an easy 20 minute drive to the race. My mom, aunt, and Sophie all came along to cheer me on. We met my running partner Jim and my friend Mac at the race.

My mom dropped me off at the packet pick up area so I had plenty of time to get my bib and wait in a LONG line for the porta potties. After finally getting my turn, I met up with Jim and Mac and we all walked the few blocks to the starting line. We got to the line right before the start, so we were way in the back - right with all the strollers and walkers. Lovely.

The race started and we were off. I decided I didn't want to waste a bunch of energy dodging people, so I just stuck to the edge of the left curb, passing on the grass when I needed to. This worked pretty well and I quickly found myself in a group that was running my pace.

This is basically an out and back course (with a brief detour around the block at William Mitchell - my law school). The first half of the race felt like it went really quick. It was really windy, but only occasional gusts threatened to blow me halfway down the street.

On the way back, I stopped and walked for a couple of seconds to drink some water. I was thirsty! I also wanted to put my iPod on to have a little music to push me through the second half. At about mile 3,5, I got a ridiculous cramp in my side. I stopped and stepped onto the grass, thinking I might need to roll around on the ground and cry for a little bit. Then I decided t suck it up and keep running. Thankfully after a few blocks the cramp went away.

I busted out the last few tenths of mile to Livin' on a Prayer and crossed the line. I was super confused because my clock time was 43-something, but my garmin said 42:44. I spent about five minutes trying to figure out this mystery. And then had a duh moment when I remembered chip time. Apparently oxygen was being diverted from my brain to keep my legs a moving. I just checked the race website and my chip time was 42:48. 17 seconds slower than the PR I set last year, but a good race for me.

Hope you all had great weekends - looking forward to catching up on race reports, long runs, and everything in between!

Last Friday

I always love Fridays because, well, what sort of freak doesn't get excited about the weekend? But today I am REALLY excited. It's my last Friday working! Starting next week I am cutting back to four days a week. I hesitate to call it part time because with meetings, bringing work home, etc., I'll probably still be working at least 40 hours. But Fridays! Not in the office! So happy.

I started off this morning with a great swim. I am already starting to notice improvements and am feeling really encouraged about the triathlon. After work, Sophie and I are headed to the cities to hang out with my mom and my aunt, who is in town visiting. And Sunday, I'll be in St. Paul for the Human Race 8k. Have a great weekend!

A Little Piece of my Workout

I thought it would be really fun to start posting a pic from one of my runs each week. You know, some of my favorite spots, spots where I feel like I'm gonna die, spots where I've puked, that sort of thing. Then I realized everything is pretty ugly right now, so even my favorite places might look a little depressing. So here's my kettlebell gym - a whole group of us mid-snatch. I'm second from the left in the back row (black capris, pink top, kettlebell up in the air!). Appropriate pic for tonight, seeing as how I just came from another great kettlebells class. If only I didn't have to drive half an hour one way to get there - I would love to go more than once per week.

So that was my workout today . . . don't you feel like you just dropped in Minnesota and hung out with my sweaty, stinktastic self for a while?

Salvaging the Week

This week's marathon training started out okay:

Monday: 7 miles hills
Tuesday: 1 hr kettlebells (with 1 mile warmup and 1 mile cool down)
Wednesday: 1/2 hr swim, 5 mile tempo run

And then there was the black hole that was Thursday, Friday, and Saturday. Wednesday night during my tempo run I just felt exhausted. I figured a rest day was in order for Thursday. I still felt worn out Thursday (and fell asleep at bowling Thursday night - whoops!). I planned on getting up early and swimming Friday morning, but turned my alarm off. And then Friday I went straight from work to judging college mock trial championships until 11:30 at night. And was back judging a second round at 9:00 Saturday morning. The rest of Saturday was spent at a birthday party and then later a benefit for one of my clients. Instead of riding on my bike last night like I planned, I went to bed at 9 p.m.

With three days of laziness, I wasn't sure how today's 16 miler would go. But it was GREAT. I felt really strong and kept a good pace. It was one of those runs where I felt like I was gaining energy throughout the run. A definite confidence builder!

I'm single parenting again until Wednesday this week (my husband is getting in one last ice fishing trip), so some workouts may have to be rearranged. Sophie and I are enjoying our girl's night - relaxing on the couch, eating ice cream and watching Cars.

The Rest of the Story

A lot of times when I'm running a race or a training run, I think about how I'll report about the event on the blog. I'll tell myself I have to remember to include certain details. And then, when I get home and finally get around to writing up my post, I get too focused on the big picture and forget the little minute details. So I decided to share a couple of the small things with you that should have been included in some prior posts.

When I wrote about my 18 miler last Saturday, I really should have mentioned that I had to poop so bad during the second of my 6 mile loops I could hardly stand it. I stopped at my house, where Sophie was hanging out with her babysitter, for a much needed bathroom break. Sophie got all excited and started telling her babysitter she had to leave. I told her that I just had to go to the bathroom and I still had 6 more miles to run. Sophie ran down the hall and I could hear her tell the babysitter, "Chelsie, my mom is running 6 more miles. She just has to poop." The girl learns fast.

When I wrote about my adventures at the Mora Vasaloppet, I really should have told you about the last water stop. I skied up to the water stop and the volunteers (all men) immediately noticed my bleeding face. They asked if I wanted water and some Tylenol. I told them I would rather have a beer. One guy reached down into a cooler and produced a can of Bud Light. I stood there and chugged it. Now Jamoosh, don't go throwing a rock at my head all the way from Texas for saying this, but it actually tasted good at that moment. And it definitely made the last 10K of the race better.

When I wrote about my 5K in Center City back in January, I really should have included the fact that I peed my pants. I was working so hard coming up the last hill about half a mile from the finish, a little bit of pee came out. For a long time, I've peed myself whenever I do Jillian's 30 days shred, now apparently 5K races also bring on the pee. Note to self: do more kegels.

So there's the rest of the story. Hopefully that wasn't oversharing. Happy St. Patrick's Day!

The Sun is Shining, Must be a Rest Day

Isn't it weird how it can rain all week - every single training run in the rain and the mud - and then, on a day when the schedule says yoga and bike on trainer, the sun comes out? Oh well. Once Sophie gets up from her nap, I might take her into the park so we can enjoy the beautiful weather a little bit.

Even with the wet weather, I had a pretty decent week of marathon training:

Monday: 7 miles hills
Tuesday: 1 hr kettlebells
Wednesday: AM - 800 meter swim; PM - 5 miles (not quite tempo . . . worn out from a REALLY hard kettlebells workout Tuesday night)
Thursday: 3 miles easy
Saturday: 18 miles
Sunday: nothing yet, but planning on a 45 min bike & yoga later

I decided to do my 18 miler yesterday on a 6 mile loop by my house. Pros of a loop - I was able to ditch my jacket and my fuel belt in my mailbox, and stop at home after the first two loops for a bathroom break. It was hard to get out the door for the third loop, but definitely worth it.