Marathon Training Begins!

I realize that it has been quite sometime since my last post.  I’ve been dealing with a lot in my personal life – most notably, the passing of my grandmother.  She was a wonderful, strong woman who taught me a lot about life.  We were very close, and I will miss her dearly.  Through everything, running has done a lot to help keep me grounded.  Sometimes it feels like running is the only thing that is going right in my life.  A good run goes a long way to help me deal with a bad day.

My birthday is on Saturday, and I will be spending it with my husband and my parents in Orange Beach.  I am looking forward to the vacation, even though there are currently sharks swarming that very beach!  Saturday will mark the first day of the last year of my twenties.  It’s a weird feeling to enter a new decade.  My wonderful friends threw a party for me yesterday, and it was a blast!  They set up a day at the pool followed by a crawfish boil/cookout.  And they got my favorite DQ ice cream cake.  I am one lucky girl to have such amazing people in my life who care about me!!

As I have previously discussed, I am planning to wrap up my twenties by running a full marathon before I turn 30.  I met with a coach last week, and my program starts today!  My first “goal race” will be the Talladega Half Marathon on September 14, 2014.  This will hopefully serve as a measuring stick to continue my training for the full in January.  (Presently, that goal race will be the Rock-N-Roll Marathon in New Orleans on January 25, 2015.)  I am going to try to be more diligent about posting here as I work through my training program.  Hopefully, my experiences will be both entertaining and informative for you.

I am going to run this evening.  My plan for today is an easy two-mile run followed by 2 x 20 second strides.  Coach Alex, who started Resolute Running, explained that my primary focus will be on conditioning my body for endurance – teaching it to burn fat for consistent energy over long periods of time.  Once I have developed the endurance, speed will come easy he says.  To do this, my pace for the first month’s runs will be much slower than I typically run.  This week, every run will be at a 10:17 pace.  Coach Kelly will be my personal coach, and I am excited to see what all she has in store for me.  If I put my trust in them and work through the program as designed, they have assured me that I will reach my goals.  So here we go…

A-Day, Easter, Law Day & Crazy Weather

I had a great time Easter weekend.  On Saturday, my friend, Stephanie, and I went to the Alabama spring football game, affectionately known as "A-Day."  We met up with my friend Holly and the great folks she was there with.  It was so much fun to be back to Tuscaloosa for a game day, especially one with such beautiful weather!

Me and Steph

Me and Holly

Hanging out at the Houndstooth

On Sunday, we meet my parents and nephew at church for service then went to Tannehill State Park for a picnic lunch with my husband's family before desserts at my grandmother's house back in Mt. Olive.  It was another beautiful day!  We were exhausted by the end of it, though.

Owen and I at Church

After such a busy weekend (full of eating), I had to buckle down on Monday.  I ran 5.2 miles downtown after work on Monday.  It was hot and tough, but it felt good to get some miles in.  The spring flowers are so pretty, and I was especially enjoying running under the dogwoods!

Tuesday, I new that I needed to get Tully some exercise.  So I picked him up after work, and we ran a 5K around the neighborhood.  It was another very warm afternoon, which I love, but Tully doesn't too much care for the heat.  I guess I wouldn't either if I wore a fur coat and couldn't sweat!  I think it's almost time for him to be relegated to only short runs near water.  We still had a great afternoon, though!

Wednesday and Friday consisted of a 5 miler and a 3.25 mile run respectively.  Friday, April 25th, was Law Day, and the Madison County Courthouse and most law firms closed early.  Holly and I went to the Law Day party that night and spent Saturday lying in the sun at Ditto Landing on the Tennessee River.  It was such a gorgeous day!  I learned from my last trip with Tully and took him some shade this time!

He was so happy!

Monday brought some pretty severe weather across the State of Alabama.  We were lucky enough not to get hit too hard in Huntsville, but friends and family in Birmingham and surrounding areas were not so lucky.  Tornadoes ripped through the area just north of my in-law's house.  Yesterday, I was able to get a 4 mile run in before the storms started, although a few raindrops threatened to start early.  

One thing that I've noticed since my half is how much that bout of bronchitis affected me.  It has been a struggle coming back from illness and a week off.  My breathing, endurance, and speed is not where it was just a few weeks ago!  I've got two 5Ks scheduled in May, though.  So I hope I can build back up and set a new PR!

Well, I guess that gets me up to date!  I've got to get on here more often!

Bridgestreet Half Marathon

So... Last week was tough.  My running streak came to an end after 85 days.  I was so disappointed.  I wanted so badly to make it to 100 days on Easter, but I was hit with a brutal case of bronchitis that culminated last Saturday (April 5).  This was one week before my scheduled Bridgestreet Half Marathon.  I had been training so hard for this race.  I wanted to beat my business partner's half time as well as set a new PR for myself.  Therefore, I made the decision to take a break and rest my lungs and body.

I had gone for a short one mile run that Saturday morning, and it was my last until a brisk run this past Saturday to test my recovery.  After 85 straight days, I went a solid week without running.  I was not happy.  (I guess that's why I haven't written in a while.)  On Saturday, I went for an easy 2 mile run just to see where I was before my race.  It wasn't great, and my lungs were still weak, but I felt like I could do it.

My parents came to Huntsville for the race, and I was super excited about this.  I was finally going to have someone to be there for me on race day!  (They were also there for the Gulf Coast Half, but we know what happened with that race.)  They came up Saturday afternoon, and we went out for a delicious dinner and a stroll around Big Spring Park.  Then we went back to my apartment for an early bedtime before a very early race.

My alarm went of at 4:00 am, and I quietly drug myself out of bed to start eating breakfast and hydrating.  We left the house at 6:00 am and headed to Bridgestreet.  It was packed, and everyone was excited for this inaugural event!  The weather was perfect - sunny and beautiful!  There was a slight nip in the air in the morning, but it warmed up significantly during the race!

My goal was to stay ahead of the 2 hr. 15 min. pace group and fall in line with them if I had to.  My partner's half time was 2:19, and I wanted so badly to beat it.  I did great for the first four miles, staying well ahead of the group, but mile 5 killed me.  I started losing momentum quickly.  I had forgotten to use my inhaler before the race, and I was suffering.  I had a "rattle" in my chest - fluid in my lungs that vibrated every time I inhaled and exhaled.  I texted my mother, and she brought me my inhaler around mile 7.5.  After a couple of puffs, my rattle started to subside, but I just could not recover.  I was so angry with myself as I had to keep taking walk breaks to catch my breath.  I was still doing okay on time for a while, but the last 3-4 miles were brutal.  I watched as the time ticked by, and I realized that I was not going to beat my partners time.  I was furious with myself and cussing myself for being so weak.  I won't lie - I wanted to cry.

But the course was beautiful, and the participants were so happy, and my family was there.  I had posted to Facebook just before the race started, and several of my friends had been sending me wonderful, inspirational texts.  Then, two of my friends (a married couple with the wife 8 months pregnant) texted me to say that they were waiting for me just before the finish line.  I pulled together whatever I had left inside of me and forced myself to keep running.  Sure enough, they were there, shouting and cheering me on. It was wonderful!  I ran through the finish just in time to beat my previous half record (2:31.09) by about three minutes for a final time of 2:27.54.  It was bittersweet because I know I could have done better.  I have been running so much faster.  But sometimes life throws you curve balls of bronchitis, and you just have to accept it.  However, having my family and friends waiting for me at the finish line, so proud and supportive, was a feeling that could not be beaten!  Here are a few pics...

A not-so-great pic during the race.

My Parents and me after the finish.

My friends, Tracy and Scott, with me after the finish.

Bib and Finisher's Medal

Running is a funny thing.  Especially in a long race like this, I go through so many emotions.  Frustration and disappointment are not uncommon.  And a long push like this is usually followed by a fair amount of pain (Sunday night and Monday were rather sore).  So people often ask me why I do it.  It's simple really - because I can.  Because when it's all said and done after I cross that finish line, I experience the most amazing sense of accomplishment.  I just ran 13.1 miles!!  And all of the frustration and disappointment immediately turn into determination.  Within an hour, all I could think about was when the next half would be so that I can really kill this time!

I snapped a picture of this lady running in front of me for a bit.  Her shirt says it all...

"Today I Will Do What Others Won't So Tomorrow I Can Do What Others Can't."

I couldn't have said it better myself!

After a quick shower at home, my parents and I packed a picnic and went to Ditto Landing on the Tennessee River for lunch.  Tully and I had spent the afternoon there the day before, and it was beautiful.  We had a great time.  

Here's a pic of Tully from Saturday.

And Mom and Tully on Sunday.

It was so wonderful to have my parents visit.  I think I may have mentioned that I have the greatest family ever!  A big thank you to Mom and Dad for making the trip to support me and to all of my friends for your motivation as well.  It means so much to me!

I hope everyone has a great week and a Happy Easter!

March Recap

So, I know that it has been forever since my last post.  I cannot explain how crazy life has been the last few weeks.  I have been slammed at work, and trying to keep my running going with all the other things going on in my life has been hard.  But I've done it!  After I do my run today, today will make day 80 of my running streak!  And on Day 62, I broke 200 miles!  I have wanted to give up so many times, but I haven't let myself yet.  And usually on the days that I really want to quit, I'll force myself out there and after the first mile, I am so glad that I did.

So for a very brief recap of my running highlights over the last couple of weeks...

On March 1, I ran the Beignet Bash 5K here in Huntsville.  A friend (you know who you are) was supposed to join me, but she had to cancel at the last minute.  It should have been a new PR, but I was not on my game that morning.  I have kept my new 5K time under 30 minutes though.  I finished that one in 28:46 for an average pace of 9:16.

Then, on March 15, I ran the Rocket Run 10 Miler in Mooresville, AL with one of my partners.  We finished in 1:44 for an average pace of 10:16.  It made me feel good about my upcoming half in a couple of weeks.

I followed that with a 10 mile run the following Friday night.  It was tough and required a couple of stops to catch my breath and not throw up.  However, I never stopped for more than a few seconds, and my running accumulated to 10 miles in 1:37.23 for an average pace of 9:44 (which probably explains my struggle.)  This was by far my fastest long run yet!  I don't want to get my hopes up for the half because I never know what sort of issues I may be dealing with on race day, but I am wishing this is a sign.

As I was finishing this particular long run, I had a welcome committee at my "finish line."

This particular track and park are where Fleet Feet does their fun runs and training, so there are markings all along the course.  This one is my favorite.

Sometimes the message is simple.

Finally, this past weekend, I was in Birmingham and participated with my friend, April, in the Mountain Athletics Running/Peak Bagging clinic at Railroad Park.  It was sponsored by the local Mountain High Outfitters and The North Face.  I thought it was going to be a clinic on running form, but they combined the two sports into one serious workout.  I could barely keep up.  It turns out that I am very weak (okay, maybe this is not a surprise).  April, on the other hand, has been doing cross fit for a year now, and she was killing it!  The clinic was Saturday afternoon, and I can still feel the pain in every muscle of my body!  There was no long run this weekend.  So, I guess my taper will start a little earlier than planned.  Hopefully the strength training will step up my game though!  And we got a bunch of cool swag at the clinic as well.

Okay, that should bring us up to date.  I'm sorry I let things go for so long.  I'm going to try to get back on track now!  

Weekend Recap - It's a Girl!

I realize I'm a little late on this post, but it was a very busy and exhausting weekend.

Friday morning started with a very early two mile run before going to physical therapy at 8:00 a.m. and then straight to work.  I finally left work a little after 5:00 p.m., ran a few errands, packed some clothes and picked up Tully, then headed to Gardendale.  When I finally arrived home around 8:30, my friend came over to relax and hang out for an uneventful Valentine's evening.  That was all about to change, though.

I checked my phone around 9:45 and saw the text message that my cousin, Maddie, was in labor.  Yay!  I cleaned up our dinner and said goodbye to my friend and left for the hospital.  When I found my family at about 11:30, I was just in time to be sent home.  They had just broken her water and weren't expecting a baby until 3-4:00 a.m. at the earliest, and then there would be a two hour bonding period for the parents.  So, we all headed home for a few hours of sleep.  After a restless few hours in bed, I received my next text at 5:03 a.m.  It was simple:

I was up!  I left my house, grabbed a large latte from the 24 hour McDonald's outside of St.Vincent's and was back in labor and delivery in an hour.  

She was is perfect!  Weighing in at a tiny 6 lb. 6 oz., she was a light weight by Weber standards.  And with a head full of dark hair and blue eyes, she is absolutely adorable!  And such a content little thing (at least that morning).  I was so honored to be one of the first people to meet this blessing.  I introduce you to Annalee Elizabeth Lott!

Isn't she beautiful?  Needless to say, she had a couple of exhausted parents, so we all left the hospital around 8:00 a.m. to let them try to get a little sleep.

 I had a day full of plans with girlfriends, though, and no time to waste.  I went straight to the park for a 3 mile run.  Then I went home to get ready for my friend to pick me up at 11:00.  We met our other girlfriends at the outlet mall for lunch and an afternoon of shopping, then on to a party full of games (our husbands were invited to his part only).  The Dance Dance Revolution at 11:00 p.m. was a hysterical end to a very long day.

I planned to get up Sunday morning and go watch some of the Mercedes Marathon/Half in Birmingham.  But the weekend just filled up too much.  However,  I did make sure to keep up with all of my friends running in it, and they did great.  When my husband and I met friends for lunch and a movie the next day, I was rather jealous of all of the runners I saw in their race shirts.  But I am going to "trust the taper," so I kept reminding myself that the Gulf Coast Half was in one week.

Whew!  By the time I finally made it back to Huntsville Sunday evening, I was beat!  I hammered out a 10 minute mile just to keep my streak alive, then collapsed on the couch to finally watch some House of Cards.  I told myself that I would use the first three days of this week to get some good runs in before I rested at the beach (we leave on Thursday!).  

It was raining and very dark when I finally left work yesterday, so I hit the treadmill.  As a tradeoff for not taking to the street, I pushed myself on the 'mill.  A 5K in 29:33 isn't too shabby.  Is it possible that I might have finally reached the point of continuous sub-30 5Ks?  

5 days until the Gulf Coast Half!  And I am so stoked to trade in snow for sand!!