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Training Journal: Happy New Year!

I’m sure it hasn’t escaped your notice that I haven’t done much running this fall (and winter). Part of this is because of the new job, trying to get everything worked out and get used to my new schedule. I used to be able to run Tuesdays, Wednesday mornings, and Saturday or Sunday. Now between my commute and being exhausted from work I have had a hard time making time. Also, now that I work Tuesdays I haven’t been able to go to the Y for spin and swimming.

However! With the start of the new year my singular resolution is to get back to being fit! I’m not awful: I’ve lost 15 pounds and sleep better but I miss running. And so I am currently in search of a running challenge for the winter, hoping to get myself moving again. I’m also trying to come up with a schedule for going to the Y before work but we’ll see how that works out. Running, though. That’s happening.

In an attempt to get started on this new road I enlisted Amanda’s help to go for a run this morning. We agreed to meet after she finished at work and run for a few miles. Unfortunately there were…complications. As it turns out, a race was going on. Text message showing that there is a race happening and asking if I want to skip runningWhat do we do when a lemon falls out of the vending machine? Throw that nonsense away and get some mimosas! Amanda and I signed up and proceeded to run a very cold 5K with some other foolish mortals. It ended up being amazing. I clocked my best pace in months, started 2019 off right, and got to drink at 10:45 AM with a good friend. Me and Amanda drinking mimosas by the finish line No medal this time, but I am pleased to report that so far the new year is going my way.


Training Journal: Trinity River Run

I am incredibly sore. It’s been more than a week since this half-triumph, half-fiasco, and I’m somehow still exhausted.

It all started when I had to work the morning of the race. I was tired and barely had time to run home after my shift to put on my race clothes, so when Amanda got to my place to ride to Dallas I was already tired. Amanda, on the other hand, was extremely cheerful (as seen to your left).

In an attempt to stave off the pain I was starting to feel from being on my feet for five hours, I took a number of ibuprofen and tucked more of them in my water pack, which actually had two coconut waters instead. I cannot stand drinking Nuun electrolytes on the course so I packed my own, along with enough Gu to keep a hummingbird at top speed.

I was terrified from the moment I got to the starting line, but somehow I still held out hope things would go my way. I had been advised by Amanda to cut it short if I was hurting and I was planning on finishing the half marathon and 10K and doing just that. The race started and I stood with the 3 hour pacers, hoping no one would ask why someone with a triple challenge bib was so far at the back. Not wanting to give up, I decided to give it my all.


As much as I wanted to believe I would somehow be able to triumph over the pain in my hip and my lack of training (mostly caused by said hip), it quickly became apparent that this wasn’t going to be the night I finished the entirety of the Skyline Challenge. I finished the half marathon with my knee quivering, my hip screaming at me, and everything pointing to my hitting the ground. I went back out onto the course after taking more ibuprofen, but when I came to the turnaround I decided that I wasn’t going for the 10K. I took the turn and made it back to the finish line feeling as if I was literally about to fall asleep on my feet. I staggered to the medal table and picked up my half marathon and 5K medals, then staggered to the Trinity River Run table to get my bonus medal. You see, the Skyline Challenge is running two or more races so I still got the extra medal.

I caught up with Amanda in my car and we took this quick selfie before I started driving us home. She was very cold and I was completely exhausted so we were a real pair. I was so glad to have her company on the drive home. Talking to her kept me awake and by the time I got close enough to my bed to fall into it I was ready to sleep for 12 hours.

When I woke up again, it had actually been 12 hours and I was able to fully admire my new medals. Amusingly enough, when I originally signed up for this, I wanted to do the half + 5K before a small hiccup came along and put me into all three. So I achieved my goal after all, and 16.3 miles is nothing to sneeze at.