Friday, April 25, 2008

2 days...

You know that feeling when you walk into class the day of a test and you definitely chose to do something else besides study and now you have that feeling in the pit of your stomach that you are going to fail?

That’s how I feel about this Sunday. I am NOT prepared for this half and I am freaking out. Yes I have gotten all of my long runs in but there were many of shorter runs that I totally blew off. Why you ask? Well that is a very good question. One that I do not have the answer to. It was almost as though I knew I would not be able to train for the terrain so instead of pushing it a little harder during each workout I just said Fuck It.

Not one of my smarter moves…

Oh, and my latest fear is the rain. It is supposed to possibly rain on Saturday and then again on Sunday which will make for a LOT of mud on the course. I keep picturing myself at the bottom of one of the huge inclines on the course and I am unable to make it up the hill because it is muddy and I am weak from not training for hills. Instead of helping me everyone just springs past me climbing the hill like it is nothing… until finally someone stops and they have to push my fat ass up and over the hill. OY.

Now it is the night before I leave for Michigan and I can’t even find a sports bra. This is ridiculous. It is like the sports bra troll came in the middle of the night and took them all. And now he is laughing at me as I clean my room in hopes of finding one. Plus I can’t find the charger for my Garmin. I am hoping, fingers crossed, that it is in my cube and that Laura will be nice enough to swing by the office with me before we hit the road.

Ok. Now that I have bitched about everything…

I still am kind of excited too. Wish me luck!

Wednesday, April 23, 2008


So my race is in less than 5 days and I am on the verge of being sick. Like actual sick. I have been Zicaming and Nyquilling and I even left work early today to go home and sleep. I was barely able to run 30 minutes on the treadmill Monday without feeling like I was going to die.

Shit. :(

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

Long Run on a Tuesday...

Scheduled: 10 miles
Actual: 9.85 miles + .15 mile cool down
Time: 2:17:20 minutes
Pace: 13:45 minutes/mile

Laura (my co-worker who is running the Trail ½ with me) and I decided to take advantage of the nice weather and do a long run last night after work. Our time was painfully slow, but if you take into account we ran 10 miles after a full day of work AND the 30 mph winds we ran into for the last 3 miles… I am not that upset. Laura is a good sport and ran at my pace even though she is normally WAYYYYY faster. We chatted the whole time and it felt much shorter. Only 11 days until the Trail Half and I am freaking out… every time I think about it I get a slight nauseous feeling and I am thinking this is not a good thing.

Yesterday I also received a text message from Josh, a kid I met and befriended through Shady Jay. He wanted to let me know that this weekend is Shady Jay’s birthday and that he was taking him out and I should meet up with them. I haven’t decided if I will or not. I am definitely not going to go out of my way to meet up but I figure if they are going out near by I might make an appearance. I am just super frustrated with Shady Jay. Last night I get a text message from him asking how I am and what’s up. I respond and then I get this one:

Shady Jay: I’m at the RRI (very close to my house)
Me: ok… are stopping by?
Shady Jay: No, I didn’t drive.

Ok why in the hell do I care where you are then? Besides the fact that the RRI just adds to his shadiness. Why I am attracted to guys that are so LAME?

Sunday, April 13, 2008

Racin' to Wrigley

Race To Wrigley
Distance: 5K
Official Time: 33:23 minutes
Pace: 10:46 minutes/mile
Place Overall: 1674/2009

Last Thanksgiving my dad and I ran in the Turkey Trot and it was the first snow of the year. This morning we ran in the Race to Wrigley and HOPEFULLY (fingers crossed) it was in the last snow of the year. The good thing was my dad and I got to run in another race together… the bad part was it was freezing. But the race finished running through Wrigley Field and that was pretty cool. We started the first half-mile or so together and then I decided to pick up the pace a little.

If you recall last time we raced together I stayed with him the whole time and his chip time was a few seconds faster then mine. I needed to even the score… not that I am bitter still…

I finished with a respectable time for me (I have to look it up but this may be my fastest 5K in a while) and after I crossed the line I felt great. Not like I had been kicked in the lungs, which was also great. My dad’s goal was to finish in under 37:00 minutes and he finished in 36:53 (pace: 11:54 minutes/mile and 1871/2009). All in all this was a great race, which I plan on running again next year.

On that note, it is officially race season in Chicago and I plan on getting in a whole bunch more 5, 8 and 10K’s and my goal is to break 32:00 minutes for a 5K. Oh and just a reminder that my next half marathon is in less then 14 days I am feeling grossly unprepared… oy.

Friday, April 11, 2008

Two Treadmill Runs

Scheduled: 50 minutes
Actual: 5.25 miles
Time: 1:01:01
Pace: 11:35 minutes/mile

Tuesday’s run at the gym on the treadmill SUCKED. It was painful… I even had to stop and walk after 3 miles, and then again after 4. There was nothing I could do to make the time go by any faster. Not America’s Next Top Model, Hannah Montana, Not Seinfeld, NOTHING.

Scheduled: 50 minutes
Actual: 5.5 miles
Time: 1:05:00
Pace: 11:45 minutes/mile

Besides the occasional stomach problem this run was not that bad. I was dreading it after my last run but I pushed through it. S showed up during the last 10 minutes and ran next to me, which forced me to pick up the pace. But it’s over and done with so I am happy. Only 2 weeks until I head to Michigan for the next half. I cannot wait until this summer when it will be nice outside and I will be living in the city and I might actually enjoy running again…

Sunday, April 6, 2008


I HATE when you do your laundry and don't take it out of the washing machine fast enough and someone puts it on top of the DIRTY ASS dryer... basically forcing you to have to re-wash it.

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Shamrock Shufflin'

Bank of America Shamrock Shuffle
Distance: 8k (just under 5 miles)
Official Time: 1:01:34
Place Overall: 21010/22575

A few months back I decided that it would be really fun for S, Adj, Ash, Megan and me to run the Shamrock Shuffle together. I didn’t care if they didn’t like running, because I thought it would we could all together that didn’t involve eating or drinking. They all signed up, some more nervous than others, and I made them a training schedule so come race day they wouldn’t freak out. I heard some bitching, moaning and freaking out up until race day but everyone was there with me toeing the line (well maybe not quite “the line” since it took almost 30 minutes to cross the start). I really enjoyed the race. We ran on some of the marathon course… which left me kind of bitter… but what can you do? I love running big races and turning a corner or hitting a downhill and all you can see is a sea of people running in front of you. It always amazes me how many runners of all shapes and sizes there are, and it helps make me feel like I fit in more. My time was totally fine with me. I wasn’t really racing; I was enjoying the race. Next year though… watch out. I plan on being smoking fast.

Tuesday, April 1, 2008

Shamrock Shuffle

Me and Megan after the race!!! (that's me in the green)
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