January 26, 2005
Initially I was going to put "I am a piece of shit" as the title, but I don't know what kind of language will fly around here and I didn't want to offend anyone. I'm in something of a down period about running. Since the half on Sunday I've been tired and sore. My track workout yesterday (15x300) left me very discouraged.
I could split 2004 up into the following chunks:
1. Jan - Feb: training for 1st marathon, fighting ITB problem, 50 - 60 mpw, ok times, sometimes an AG award in local races. Marathon, 2 weeks low-mileage recovery
2. mid-March - late July: 60, 70, 80mpw, lots of improvement and just tickled to death about it
3. Aug - Oct: running injured while training desperately for a marathon; injury turned out to be a sfx; I ran on it anyway for 2 weeks until I couldn't run anymore. no marathon.
4. Oct - mid Dec: xtraining only until late Nov; a week of overdoing then back to xtraining
5. last 2 weeks of Dec: verrrrry slowly coming back to running; lots of gallowalking
Currently I'm back in the 50s per week, with a "long" run (still under 18 miles) and a track workout every week.
Anyway, the point of all this is that after all that training I am currently slower than I was at chunk (1) last year! I'm worse than I was a year ago. I was never what you'd call good or fast, but I'd gone way past any expectations I'd ever had about running, and I was interested to see what would happen next. All that time was such a waste. Work and work and work, and then stop for 7 weeks (and I did crosstrain, so it's not I like I totally stopped) and it's as though I never did any work at all. I just can't get over it. At track yesterday I struggled to hit times way slower than what I ran last summer. Jeez.
When I was confined to the walking boot, I thought everything would be just perfect once I could run again. I didn't realize that the novelty would wear off so soon, and I'd be stuck with my slow self.
January 23, 2005
Today I ran in a race for the first time since last September. I say "ran in a race" because I didn't quite race it and I didn't quite "just-run" it, and I suppose this sounds a lot like sandbagging. Anyway, it was my slowest time ever, slower even than my first half-marathon a year and a half ago. I have so much work to do, even to get back to that level.
On the other hand, there were highlights: the girl I drove down with ran a massive PR and went under 1:23. She's 48, so there is yet hope for non-Russian female masters runners :-) Many of my other clubmates did really well too. I saw Kevin Beck on the first out-and-back (but didn't get to say hi later, dang). There were lots of dogs at the race.
Despite the utter crap of this morning I still got 53 miles this week.
My husband says I need to be patient.
January 17, 2005
This morning I ran 6 miles kinda sore, kinda tired, kinda fast for being sore and tired. But I don't want to talk about that. I want to talk about how I've spent much of this 3-day weekend doing something I used to love but haven't done in a while. This weekend I:
1) bought a new cheapo video card for one box to replace the old cheapo video card that's caused intermittent lockups for 3 years
2) bought a second drive for one box so I could format it FAT and try to install SUSe linux on it sometime
3) bought a tiny little router to replace the big honkin' unstable and obsolete NT machine I'd been using (only) as a router
4) reinstalled NT on the big honkin' unstable and obsolete machine. This took all day, since both the CDROM and floppy drives were dead and all the hardware is proprietary (which required drivers to be installed from - you guessed it - floppy, CDROM, or network). Did you know that it's hard to buy a bare-bones CDROM drive at CompUSA? Did you know that Windows NT 4 throws a fit when you change any of its hardware? Still in the end, the box became a backup domain controller and will soon replace my husband's crappy little unstable machine as king of the domain.
5) found a crappy little more-stable machine for $250 that will run circles around my husband's crappy little unstable machine, so he can use the new one while I try converting the NT domain to a Windows 2000 domain. Someday.
This was more computering than I'd done in years.
January 16, 2005
and it's not even over - I get another day off, yay. A cold front has been slowly chugging through the area, and the 50s and 60s made for some good running weather. Yesterday I ran 3 2-mile loops through the neighborhood. Tried flats for the middle loop, and it felt ok. It's amazing how thick and spongy NB 833s feel after a pair of flats.
This morning I met a former long-run partner for a slow run after his race. Last summer we used to train together at track and on Sundays; he led me in speedwork and short races while I tended to push on the ling runs. After I got injured I quit running with him (or anyone), and his training has gone really well and he's become a fantastic runner. I was afraid his idea of slow would be too fast for me now, or my idea of long-run pace would be too slow for him, but if today's run was too easy for him he was too much of a gentleman to say so.
For the second week in a row I've run just under 50 miles, crosstrained a couple of days, and done 2 hard workouts (track + long run) per week. Eveything seems ok, though I can tell my body is complaining about the increased workload. I have a nice sore spot where my right back pocket is, and I want to keep that from getting tight and pulling on my ITB. The half-marathon next week finishes up with a couple of miles straight along the left side of a fairly crowned road. Last year I learned that was a great way to lock up the IT band completely :-)
January 14, 2005
another day, another party
very busy this week, with work not getting any calmer. I have been running and crosstraining, just haven't had time to write about it.
Lately I seem to have developed a pattern of 2 hard days a week (track and Sunday-long) and then the rest insanely easy, and I do mean insanely. Went to track on Tuesday for 3x1200, full of trepidation. My coach had set a goal time that seemed embarrasingly easy, yet at the same time I wondered if I could do it. It turned out fine; the goal was not only reachable but exceedable without too much trouble. Maybe those goal times are slow just to psych me out.
Wednesday and Thursday's runs were easy but enjoyable, and coach and I started talking about the half-marathon in Naples next Sunday. A bunch of club people are going, and I registered for it but was just going to run it, not race. But since things seem to be going well, coach thinks it might be ok to race. In flats even, oo la la, watch me go. I haven't put on a pair of flats since September.
For these prideful thoughts I was rewarded with the mother of all bad training runs this morning. It was raining. I was tired. I'd had a couple drinks the night before so I was dehydrated. My whole body from hips down had some sort of complaint - sore hip, hamstring, knee, foot. It rained harder. I had to pee. All that stuff about the sound of running water is true. I was so ridiculously slow I couldn't stop laughing about it. It started raining even harder and under the guise of concern for the GPS, I packed it in at 5 miles.
During the day, the rain stopped and the front came through, and this weekend should be pretty nice for running. I have 3-countem'-3 days off from work, and I'm going to meet one of my old long-run partners for what he will consider a slow Sunday run. I can hardly wait.
January 9, 2005
Not writing much - not that I've not been running, but work has been very busy lately, and by the time I get home at night I just pass out.
I have been running, though, increasing the mileage very slowly and I'm not done yet. This week I ran just under 50 miles and crosstrained another 14. Lots of "starts" too - started track workouts again, also started doing "long" runs with the club folks again. Registered for a few races, including Boston. Started taking medicine meant to help with bad bone-density. Started thinking about how I can train hard enough to improve, but not so hard I break. That one's going to take a while.
Anyway, as my workouts become less boring I'll write about them more.