And my training for my first 5k continues…
Although the thought of even running more than 2 miles used to scare me I am now trying to mentally prepare myself for my 10 mile long run in the trails. I drank a lot of water throughout the day because that’s my biggest downfall, I am always dehydrated! I also tried to eat well, I had a salad with tuna, croutons, and fresh mozzarella. YUM!!
With all my built up anxiety, I needed to start my run when I get home from work. Surprisingly, my long awaited 10 miler went by fast and easy, but not too easy it was 10 miles after all! About every 3 miles I had to stop for a water break but other than that my head stayed clear of mile counting and my form stayed strong, who knew? of course somehow my course consisted of running up the steepest hill 6 times, but whatever why not integrate a hill work out as well? I averaged a 10:30 pace which is an accomplishment since that was my long run pace on the streets!
I may have said it was an easy run, but as you can guess ten miles is no easy task. The toes on my left foot was NUMB for about 20 minutes. Obviously I freaked out because who would think this was normal! After being told to suck it up and stop complaining, I crawled up the stairs, showered, and then indulged in a much needed girls Mexican night with endless chips guacamole and skinnygirl margarita, I am on the 5k diet yanno? 😉
After an intimidating hill work out yesterday on task for today was 3 miles. Although I could have taken the easy way out and ran on the street I opted for the trails. The first mile I pushed myself and felt more tired than usual. Luckily I had my phone with me, which has my training schedule written in it. Alas, today was 3 easy miles. No wonder I felt so tired. I know in previous posts I wrote how on easy days I still felt good so I pushed myself, but not today! I think I finally understand why my brother tells me you need a recovery day. The last 2 miles I finished slowly and filled my thoughts with my 10 mile trail run tomorrow, AH!!
Luckily, I didn’t drink too much last night so I’m feeling good this morning! On the agenda today, I have 4 miles at an 8:30 pace! I started today off with my family at the beach. I know I’m going to sound crazy, but all day I was thinking ” Crap. Am I going to be too tired for my run today, will I be able to keep that pace”. Running is ALWAYS on my mind!
When I got home, I showered and then took off for my run with my brother in tow. Although I was a bit nervous about having him there, I knew it was for the best since his Garmin watch can keep track of how many miles we run and the pace that we’re at. After a quick warm up, we hit the trails yet again. I was paranoid at being on pace since I knew HE knew how fast I was going. After mile 2, he took me around different trails to show my around, this was his turf yanno’. We BSed for a little bit, when I say a little bit I mean it he can be a hardass, and he answered my zillion questions running through my head about running. Running has been a great bonding experience for us, we’ve always been close but now we can actually do something together.
Yet again, the four miles came and went. I can’t believe how the miles just fly by! I would have NEVER thought this could happen 5 months ago when a half mile was dreadful. I have to admit, I was nervous to find out how fast I was going, but I figured since he wasn’t yelling at me during the run to keep up that I must have been doing okay or that he was pitying me. ::drum roll please:: I was on pace the WHOLE entire time. I couldn’t believe it!!! The funny thing is, my brother actually broke a sweat too. Maybe it was because of the 95 degree heat…. either way I felt good! I’ve never held that pace for more than 2 miles AND I was in the trails which is so much harder than the street.
My legs feel like cinderblocks writing this entry, but I know when the time comes it will be all worth it. Tomorrow is an easy day which is all that I can look forward to right now!
Ahhhhh. The day has come, the dreaded hill repeats. I don’t know why but I always get that crazy butterfly feeling in my stomach before I’m about to head out, kind of like how I used to get before my dance competitions. Luckily, my boyfriend kept me company today. It was nice to be able to run together.
I started out with 3 long hill repeats. My brother told me to stop at the sign on top, but he managed to leave out how freakin’ far away the sign was from the bottom. I literally felt like death on my first one. I could be from my amazing choice to have greasy garlic knots stuffed with roasted red pepper ricotta from Whole Foods. Yes awesome idea Brianna I told myself. I guess you live and learn. So besides the awkward garlic-y burps that I tried to silently hide on my jogs back down, it went pretty well. Next on my training list was another 3 short hill repeats, it was like little bursts of sprinting energy I had to push out. Surprisingly these were pretty easy considering the hell I felt like I put my body through 5 minutes prior. Funny thing is, during my second week of running my brother took me up this same hill and it killed me. Fast forward 5 months and I spring up this thing! Feels pretty good.
A funny scenario to leave you with, after I jogged back down after my first short hill repeat I decided to take a few seconds to catch my breath, even though knowing if my brother was here he would be yelling at me to get back up. Next thing I know, it was like he was there, the sprinklers turn towards me and get me soaked leaving me no other option than to sprint back up the damn hill.
Funny how things work out huh?
It just so happens that my day off lands on the day of the Britney Spears concert. I promise this wasn’t planned at all… must have just been meant to be. All I know is I have been waiting to see her since I was 16!! The concert was beyond amazing, I wish I could watch it over and over again. And Yes she did sing.
Do you think the amount of jumping and singing I did could equate to an easy day run?
I was itching to run all day today. I felt like I just needed to get it out of me. Unfortunately right before I was leaving work dark skies started to set in. I was praying for the storm to hold off until I got my run out, it was only two miles after all! I drove up to the trails and ran in. I know it was supposed to be a recovery day, but I just can’t seem to slow down. It’s almost harder for me to slow down!! My legs were super sore from yesterday, but I think the fact that the sky was rumbling and started to light up I couldn’t let my run my interruptted. This was MY run after all. I finished in record time, yippee!, but I knew it I should have made it a lighter day the second I got back to my car. My legs were s-h-o-t. The second I got home I turned on the AC, I know I know diva, and stretched for a half hour all while watching The Secret Life of an American Teenager, at least that’s what I think it’s called. The show totally wrapped me in and before I knew it my stretching was done and my legs felt connected to my body once again! Tomorrow, I have the day off. From running that is. How much runners guilt do you think I’ll have?
So I decided to get up at 7:30, which is early for me!, to get my run in before leaving for the city, it was friends 21st woo-hoo! I attempted to stay in my development for my 6 mile run, but after the first mile I knew that wasn’t happening. Since I’ve been running in my development for so long, I know where the tough spots are and where I normally get tired which to say the least, can be so mentally hard. Before I even get to the hills I find myself slowing down and becoming out of breath because I know back when I started running, these were my troubles spots. I keep trying to tell myself I shouldn’t be doing this, but I constantly find myself analyzing every little thing and counting the miles, which you know can’t be good. So, at mile 3 I ran home hopped in my car and drove to some trails.
By this point the day was already heating up, I was kicking myself for hitting the snooze on my 6am alarm, I knew these last 3 miles weren’t going to be easy but I hit the trails with confidence anyway. I remembered to bring my arm band, thankfully, stuck my iPhone in there and blasted Nirvana radio on Pandora, did you ever realize you work out better when you have angry music on? I took off jamming out to some great music and woke the woods up with the raspy grungy voice of Kurt Cobain. It was so beautiful to be in the trails in the morning,although I must have been the first one on the trails so I ran through all the spiderwebs first hand… ew. Three miles came and went before I knew it. I even stopped a few times to just take it all in, I felt like my friend Patty. She does the same while shes on her bike rides. It felt so nice and peaceful to just be there and breathe in fresh air.
Hopefully tonight I’ll stay true to my “5k” diet and don’t drink to much. Gotta look and feel good for the race!