A Little Normalcy

July 11, 2010 at 9:08 pm | Posted in Uncategorized | 3 Comments
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Bonjour, babies!  How is everyone?  I unplugged Friday after work and took the weekend to re-charge my batteries, but I’m back now.  I’m back and I’m raring to go.  Know why?

I am NO LONGER working those crazy hours!  Yay!  I am ready for a normal schedule, a normal eating routine, a normal blogging schedule, a normal training time, a little normalcy, period.  It feels good to be back.  In fact, I liken how I feel right now to exactly how you feel after waking up from the best night’s sleep.  Ever.

Yep, that refreshing :).

So, down to the biz-nass.

Training Calls For: Cross Training 9 miles

Miles Run So Far: 65

Days Left: 92

If you’re wondering why I ran 9 miles today instead of cross training, I can only offer the explanation of celebration.  See, Friday night, I joined Sam and some friends out on the town and “celebrated” my release from early morning purgatory.  I think we all know what I mean when I say “celebrated”, there’s no need to be crass. 😉  I didn’t over-do it, I didn’t under-do it, but I definitely did do it, so running 9 miles wasn’t going to happen Saturday.

I’m okay with it and that’s all that matters.

Sam and I woke up pretty early this morning to bang out those 9 miles.  The weather hasn’t been as warm lately, but it’s still summertime in my Midwestern state, so the earlier we run, the better.  The last time I ran 9 miles was for half marathon training, so I’ll admit it:  I was a little nervous.  Before heading out the door, I ate a quick fueling breakfast of whole wheat toast and crunch all-natural PB.  No pic — that’s what I get for being so out of practice!

Miles 1-3 went well.  We stationed one car at the start and another car about 3 miles away.  The idea was to run 3, refill water bottles at the second car, run 1.5 away and back (so another 3), refill again and power the last 3 to the first car.  It was a little rough getting started again after mile 3, but not terrible.  I took a walk break at 4.5 for a little breather.  At 6, Sam wanted to power it back and I was pretty content to just lope along at a steady pace.  Not too long after we parted ways, a familiar pain appeared.

Oh, hello, ITB.  It’s been a while.  I’ve forgotten about you.

My ITB has always been something of an issue, but I haven’t had to deal with it lately.  (The ITB is the iliotibial band — it runs the outside length of your leg from your hip to your knee.  Read more about it here.)  During the half marathon, right around mile 9, my ITB started to flare up and I was in so much pain at the end, I wanted to cry.  My dad, faithfully running alongside me, was the only motivation I had to keep moving forward.

I am afraid of that ITB pain.  Skeered, in fact.

When I started to feel it, I freaked a little.  Um, in October, I don’t just have to run 9 miles, I have to run 9 miles LIKE ALMOST 3 times.  Yowza.  I managed to mix up the rest of the run by walking and running, but I definitely felt it at the end.

When you have a less than stellar run, sometimes all you can do is learn from it.  What I learned today is I really need to take better precautions with my legs.  I’m asking them to do a lot for me and I’m not doing very much for them.  Starting today, a new regimin is in place:

🙂 Stretching, daily.  No exceptions.

🙂 YogAHHH on rest days (yogAHHH helps me feel limber and I believe increases my flexibility and injury recovery)

🙂 Rolling on run days (I ❤ the foam roller and my ITB loves it, too.)

I’ll make it to the end of 26.2 painfree, I believe, if I’m smart…but it’s easy to be dumb sometimes.  I’ll be working against myself ;).

Post run, Sam and I made a less than awesome nutritional choice and hit up a donut shop in town.  He’s been talking about a McHappy’s donut for at least 3 weeks, so we finally got him one.  I got one, too. 😉

That, paired with a little McCafe coffee from McDonald’s (about the only thing I buy at McD’s anymore), was what we had McDeserved, according to Sam.  Well put, sir.

I honestly can’t remember what I ate for lunch and I can’t find it on the camera, so it’s possible I didnt….?  But that doesn’t seem like me.  Moving on…We had friends come over to watch the World Cup Finals (go Spain!) and a little smorgasboard ensued.

Veggie tray w/ dip, fruit tray w/ dip, black bean salsa, guacamole, tomato salsa and make your own bruschetta.  Eat your heart out.  Yum.  I ate copious amounts of everything.

I was pretty stoke Spain won the game, but it made for a boring 115 minutes of tv until the one dude scored.  Guess I’m more of a basketball/football kind of spectator.

When it came time for dinner, Sam and I made honest veggies of all those leftovers by plopping them on a pizza and smothering them in cheese.

Can you tell which vegetable we DON’T agree on?  My husband’s only flaw is his lack of appreciation for the red onion.  *sigh*  I’ll convert him yet.  I have about 70 years to do it, I figure.

I followed my own mandate and rolled and stretched for about 15 minutes tonight.  It felt great and my leggies aren’t too sore.  It takes a while to make something a routine, but I’m dedicated!

Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to wrap up my very zen night with a little recreational reading.  Tonight, the school books are put away, the work worries are far off and I’m appreciating the peace.

Sleep tight, see you tomorrow (fo’real!)

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