Running for Fun

Turning dreams into reality

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runrunningrunner:

Bed time: Hopefully tomorrow morning I don’t freak anybody out.

If we meet again, I’ll switch route.

Mission accomplished - I freaked out zero runners this morning (erm, because I didn’t see a single other runner out there).

It’s lonely road at 5AM in the 1000,000,000 degree humidity.

Do it again tomorrow? Sure! Bring it on :D

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She thinks running is like getting drunk in reverse. With drinking, it feels great at first, but then you start feeling awful. With running, you feel awful first, but then, after you finish, you feel great.
Running With The Kenyans- Adharanand Finn (via 1500m—runner)

True story.

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Bed time: Hopefully tomorrow morning I don’t freak anybody out.

If we meet again, I’ll switch route.

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hungryrunner:

fitmommas:

At the pharmacy, and here is the rack of fitness mags to choose from. Huh. Seems to be a different standard for women (no pants!) than for men (pants!). #notbuyingit #bodyimage #fitness (at Schnucks Markets)

Wow!!!!

If it please the court your Honour, the prosecution presents Exhibit B:

hungryrunner:

fitmommas:

At the pharmacy, and here is the rack of fitness mags to choose from.
Huh. Seems to be a different standard for women (no pants!) than for men (pants!).
#notbuyingit #bodyimage #fitness (at Schnucks Markets)

Wow!!!!

If it please the court your Honour, the prosecution presents Exhibit B:

(Source: amylatta)

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He’s behiiiiind you!

5:15 this morning I set out into the dark. No hint of daybreak, it’s as dark as midnight. Cool but already humid thanks to heavy rains yesterday. I’m wearing navy tech running shirt, black shorts, black shoes, RoadID. Just a guy on the road alone running down the street in the dark wearing an all dark outfit.

Two blocks into my run a female runner appears ahead of me on the left; she exits the condos down the street. White t-shirt, black Nike shorts, hair in a pony tail; I cannot see if she’s wearing headphones or not. I think not. She glances at me for a second, maybe sizes me up, perhaps she’d actually just paused to start her stop watch and didn’t pay me any attention. I’m not warmed up so I’m just plodding along slowly. She was maybe 15 yards from me when she started running the same direction and ahead of me.

I’m following her now, but she’s faster than I am. Within 3-4 blocks she’s put nearly 100 yards between us. I let her go ahead envying her speed.

But as the distance goes on I warm up. And speed up. I’m not trying to reel her in at all, but slowly the distance between us starts to shrink. As we get to the end of our street (.7 of a mile into my run) there is less than 50 yards between us.

I’m going to turn right. I know she will too; turning right leads to the local shopping center, well lit streets, sidewalks, lots of options for loops to get back home to our street. Turning left would lead to ill-lit and uneven sidewalks and a lonely dark spooky run back home.

As she turns, she looks back at me. She’s had two looks at me now. Three blocks down the main road and I’m 15 yards back. It gets hilly at this point, so although she’s slowed down quite a bit I cannot pass her; she’s just too fast and too far ahead for me to make a move. I’m like that annoying car behind you that stays in your blind spot preventing you from changing lanes.

The trees here get bigger, darker. No street lights in this short stretch, darker. Suddenly I feel like I’m in a place I shouldn’t be. I’m very aware that I’m close and if I was her, I’d be a little spooked. I could pass her, but getting any closer here might freak her out. I think I might slow dramatically and let her go …

She suddenly breaks left - like a gazelle switching course to get away from a cheetah - across the street and turns to run back towards home.

I continue my run for another two miles, but for the rest of my run I’m bothered. 

Was that her planned short run, or did I throw her off her game? Did she instantly regret setting out ahead of me? Would she have felt safer if I had been ahead of her where she could see me? Did she turn back because she finally couldn’t stand it or suddenly felt very unsafe? And if any of the above, what could I/should I have done differently?

Those questions linger.

He’s behiiiiind you!

5:15 this morning I set out into the dark. No hint of daybreak, it’s as dark as midnight. Cool but already humid thanks to heavy rains yesterday. I’m wearing navy tech running shirt, black shorts, black shoes, RoadID. Just a guy on the road alone running down the street in the dark wearing an all dark outfit.

Two blocks into my run a female runner appears ahead of me on the left; she exits the condos down the street. White t-shirt, black Nike shorts, hair in a pony tail; I cannot see if she’s wearing headphones or not. I think not. She glances at me for a second, maybe sizes me up, perhaps she’d actually just paused to start her stop watch and didn’t pay me any attention. I’m not warmed up so I’m just plodding along slowly. She was maybe 15 yards from me when she started running the same direction and ahead of me.

I’m following her now, but she’s faster than I am. Within 3-4 blocks she’s put nearly 100 yards between us. I let her go ahead envying her speed.

But as the distance goes on I warm up. And speed up. I’m not trying to reel her in at all, but slowly the distance between us starts to shrink. As we get to the end of our street (.7 of a mile into my run) there is less than 50 yards between us.

I’m going to turn right. I know she will too; turning right leads to the local shopping center, well lit streets, sidewalks, lots of options for loops to get back home to our street. Turning left would lead to ill-lit and uneven sidewalks and a lonely dark spooky run back home.

As she turns, she looks back at me. She’s had two looks at me now. Three blocks down the main road and I’m 15 yards back. It gets hilly at this point, so although she’s slowed down quite a bit I cannot pass her; she’s just too fast and too far ahead for me to make a move. I’m like that annoying car behind you that stays in your blind spot preventing you from changing lanes.

The trees here get bigger, darker. No street lights in this short stretch, darker. Suddenly I feel like I’m in a place I shouldn’t be. I’m very aware that I’m close and if I was her, I’d be a little spooked. I could pass her, but getting any closer here might freak her out. I think I might slow dramatically and let her go …

She suddenly breaks left - like a gazelle switching course to get away from a cheetah - across the street and turns to run back towards home.

I continue my run for another two miles, but for the rest of my run I’m bothered.

Was that her planned short run, or did I throw her off her game? Did she instantly regret setting out ahead of me? Would she have felt safer if I had been ahead of her where she could see me? Did she turn back because she finally couldn’t stand it or suddenly felt very unsafe? And if any of the above, what could I/should I have done differently?

Those questions linger.

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The Week Ahead - Marathon Training Week 2

It’s a repeat of last week, but just 1mile added to Saturday’s long run:

Monday - rest.

Tues, Wed, Thur - 3 miles each.

Friday - rest.

Saturday - 7 miles.

Sunday - cross training.

These are the easy weeks. I just have to keep on going so that I’ve got the foundation for the high mileage weeks later on.

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Perfect weather timing for my training rest day today … but all week?!? No thanks!

It’s actually much darker than it appears in these photos. It looks like it’s a dingy winter evening out there.

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Marathon Training - Week 1 Wrap Up

Monday - rest day.

Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday - 3 easy miles each day. All run insanely early in the morning.

Friday - rest.

Saturday - 6 miles. After a delay to avoid rain this morning, I ended up running only 5.5 miles so that I could get home to be with family. I ran a simple out and back route, which was supposed to be 30 minutes each way, but I was so much stronger in the second half, I got home in only 25 minutes. Some of that was bad timing at 2 sets of traffic lights on the way out, but if I take that into account I still knocked 3 minutes off of actual running the second half of the run.

Sunday - cross train. I’ll do some resistance training in the morning, and later we’ll go to the pool and swim a few laps.

All together this first official week of training went extremely well. 

17 weeks to go!