Oh, hey Internet friends! Remember this space? So sorry if you tried to visit over the last couple of weeks and got nothing; for the first time in five years the site got hacked. And you wouldn’t believe how expensive it is to protect yourself from it happening again! I got the email notification within the first 48 hours of me being on vacation and thought, “well, I’m not going to post this week so no big deal.” Well, the deal got quite big by the end of the week when my checking/debit account got hacked and every penny was stolen from me. Whomp whomp. I’ve got those pennies back into my possession, the beau did a little coding magic and wa-la! This small space is back up and running.
So much to share! And for the sake of keeping this post short, I’ll stick with one update: on running. It’s been almost six full weeks since my last update and shit has gotten real. Between now and race day I have:
- one 20 miler
- a 5k
- a half marathon, a total of 20 miles for the day including a warm up and cool down
- a hiking trip into the White Mountains = taper!
- and a weekend of who knows what distance, but most likely a lot of mental freak outs = taper!
Thirty plus miles are officially the norm. Hey girl hey! August I ran a total of 146.43 miles, my highest ever! I think I’ve (finally) found a bra that doesn’t chafe me during long runs and speaking of long runs, I ran my most favorite run, ever! It was 18 miles of rolling hills and I felt like I could have kept going and going. Runners high is definitely a real thing. My running partner is back in town! Well, Green Island and I’m excited to start logging more miles with him over the coming weeks and maybe convince him to run a half marathon next spring.
I officially can’t eat anything strawberry while running (gu or bloks). I tried last week while struggling through another 18 mile run and almost instantly vomited. Changing up my fuel and fuel strategy this late in the game is a little scary but I’m determined to find the best options that’ll work for me race day. Last week’s 18 miler was a struggle and I’ve finally realized that I’m running too fast during my long runs. Operation slow down is harder than you think! I’m down to one day of strength work a week and while I’m aware of it’s benefits, I just can’t fit it in with my change of schedule at the shop. Also because of this change of schedule and rush for the holidays (in retail we’re all prepping for this month of chaos), my diet has also changed. I’m grabbing a handful of cereal here, snacking on an apple there. I feel like my father’s daughter snacking on a handful of dry roasted peanuts. “Oh, it’s 2PM? I should eat my first meal of the day!” I’m one to never skip meals and understand how that’s hindering my recovery, so I’m going to work a little harder this weekend to prep meals for the coming week.
While I was on vacation, I barely ran in the humid-as-hell weather. But I did drank a lot of beer. And ate a lot of bad-for-me food. Tofu dogs with buns (three times that week!), pasta salad, twizzlers, chex mix, potato and tortilla chips. It was white carb heaven and I couldn’t have loved it more. My body on the other hand did not. I was sluggish by the end of the week and PRETTY dehydrated. I probably only drank four glasses of water total over seven days. The 18 miles I attempted the day after getting back was disastrous and I could only muster 12. Lesson learned. My body is chafing in places it hasn’t in all of my training. I’m at a loss as to what I should now wear race day because my go-to outfit is starting to fail me. P.s. if you’ve never chafed and had to then shower, consider yourself lucky. Running surely isn’t glamorous!
Phew! The weeks are flying by and I’m admittedly getting nervous now that I have 36 days to go. I may have had a minor panic moment and texted a close friend who’s ran three marathons to have her reassure me that what I’m feeling/questioning is just part of the process. And it was nothing, as always.