My first week of training and Stress creates a Mess

My first ever marathon training started this week and I am pretty psyched!  We’ll see if I regret this but I’ve decided I’m going to try to finish the marathon under 4 hours.  Based on that, the easy training run pace feels very slow, but at the same time I’m still struggling to keep my heart rate down.  It is still super hot down here in Florida ,and add a stroller with a toddler into the mix and I for sure am getting a great workout!  Here’s what my training looked like this week:

Tuesday – 2 miles (treadmill)

Wednesday – YouTube yoga

Thursday – 3.5 miles (treadmill)

Friday – rest (was supposed to be strength, but, oops)

Saturday – 3 miles (stroller)

Sunday – 4 miles (stroller)

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Weekend stroller runs are the best.  They always end at the playground where Nolan has the time of his life.  I’m so lucky that he loves running with me (probably has something to do with the playground trips ).  We also just ‘have’ to stop at Dunkin Donuts for some iced coffee.  I am hopelessly addicted.  Nolan gets a munchkin and we split a banana, it’s a pretty nice way to spend the morning.

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I realized today that I am a total stress mess and I need to remind myself that I WANT to run this marathon, I don’t NEED to.  This is for me, and it should be fun.  I have so much that is stressful in my life and this should not be one of them!  For example right now I should really be getting work done, but the company’s remote server is down which made me spiral into a miserable mood with a stomach ache because it is more that I have to worry about.   What good does that really do?  Nothing at all.  Running usually helps me keep that in perspective.  I’m setting a goal for myself of 4 hours so I have something to reach for.  Because I know myself well enough to know that I need a challenging goal otherwise I will blow off the training.  I am holding myself back from setting a goal to qualify for Boston (3:35) because I know that that would be just too much pressure and quite frankly RIGHT NOW I am not capable of training for that.  I will qualify for Boston some day though!!! Just not with this one 🙂

I’m also going to stay on top of taking care of my body through this.  Someone’s recent reaction to me telling them I was training for a marathon was that it is just not a natural experience to put your body through.  They were saying it trying to convince me not to do it, but it made me more proud that I am – it’s not natural, it’s supernatural!  And because of this I’m not taking any chances.  I’ve got  myself all decked out with some running shoes that don’t have too many miles on them, and got new socks – they are from Bombas which is a really cool company, they are kind of like Toms for socks.  For every pair they sell, they donate a pair to a homeless shelter.  So far I am loving them for running and lounging 🙂

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Ok now I’ve exhausted all of my time that I would have been working, time for bed and the start of week #2!

I Survived: Run #1 of Marathon training

Well, I did it.  I survived the first run of this 18 week training cycle.  It was a whopping 2 miles, it was on my treadmill at 5:30 in the morning, and I don’t know how I will do that 13 more times all at once.  But I guess that’s the whole point of training, right? 🙂

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The rest of the day was non-stop as usual.  I showered, got ready for work, and brought Nolan to school, sat in non-stop traffic, got to work and went from meeting to meeting to meeting, conference call conference call conference call until it was time to get Nolan and come home.  The drive home was an adventure in and of itself.  We are in the rainy/hurricane season here in South Florida and it was complete crazy town, and of course I have absolutely no clue where I put my umbrella so it was a very soggy and traffic filled ride.  It was flooded so badly walking out of my car that my shoe came off and started to float right down the street.  It was awesome.  Really.  #southfloridaproblems

We had dinner half made in the crockpot (salsa chicken) waiting for us and I quickly made some beans and a sweet potato (for me) and rice (for Nolan and Jeff).

Put anything on sweet potatoes to make it healthy and delicious.  Anything.

Put anything on sweet potatoes to make it healthy and delicious. Anything.

So that is my first day of marathon training in a nutshell.  Life changing, right?

Random Ramble….

Just a short little check-in before the dreaded Monday arrives.  This week was not quite the best representation of someone who is in the midst of beginning training for a marathon.  I slogged through 3.5 miles on Tuesday, then skipped any planned workouts Wednesday through Friday.  There is a huge change going on at my job so it it has taken any free moment I’ve had.  I come home from work, get dinner ready, eat, have about 10 minutes of time to spend with Nolan, then it’s bedtime for him and back to work (from home) for me.  I’m taking conference calls at 10pm to accommodate different time zones, going through entire days in the office without eating drinking or using the bathroom, it is for the next little while probably not the healthiest of situations.  But it’s all for the best and I mean it when I say I am well aware of how lucky I am for these to be my problems.

I am also lucky to have such challenges because it helps me to appreciate moments like these that much more.

Stay brave little boy and never lose your smile

Stay brave little boy and never lose your smile

School was closed on Monday this week so it was a mommy and Nolan day and I loved every minute. We saw butterflies, fed birds, and went to a bug museum.  It was the perfect day in every way possible.

Even though it was a very long week for a 4 day week and I was exhausted, I got in a great treadmill run on Saturday.  It was 6 miles, my longest consecutive run since I was pregnant!  It was a start.  A great confidence booster which was what I needed since training starts this week!  It’s exactly 18 weeks til I toe the line in Miami.  While I’m confident that I can physically handle the training, I worry that life will get in the way and I won’t put in the time needed.  All I can do is my best, right?  It’s funny, I’m a pretty neurotic planner about these things usually, and I’m still dancing back and forth between a few training plans.  One thing I am pretty sure of though are the shoes I’ll be wearing.

He's loving the Altras

He’s loving the Altras

Nolan wanted to give a pair of my Altra’s a test drive.  I started wearing Altra’s when I won a pair in another blogger’s Charity Auction and fell in love instantly.  These are the Intuition 2.0 and it is like running on a pile of clouds.  I’ve never had a particular preference for shoes really and I don’t think I will ever go back.  They are zero drop (heel and toe are same level) and my whole form has changed to strike the ground with my toe or mid-foot rather than my heel first, which is overall much more efficient once I get used to it and strengthen my calves!

So I have 18 weeks to keep my body challenged and my mind on target.  It’s going to be a bumpy ride but I’m more than ready.  Good night!

Starting Over

 

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Ok so here it is.  Life is hard.  It is hard for everyone – no matter how thin or fat you are, rich or poor, single or married, a parent or not.  I totally abandoned this little blog of mine because I didn’t have anything to share, and no time to share it in.   I was having trouble reconciling between this healthy positive runner I was when I first started this thing and the new mother struggling to keep her eyes open and just get through work each day to spend time with my son.  I wasn’t running and all of those big goals I had set for myself seemed like a joke – completely unrealistic.

Luckily now I can see that for the past year I was at a time in my life of supreme learning.  I was learning how to be a mother. I was learning how to be a wife.  I was learning how to be a full-time working mom and wife.  I was learning to be a full time working mom and wife that has dreams of running marathons and wants to show her son what a good role model is for health, for determination, for making commitments, for achieving goals and that really, big dreams are the only way to go 🙂

Right after a 5K I ran on Mother's Day. I have the best cheerleaders!

Right after a 5K I ran on Mother’s Day. I have the best cheerleaders!

What brought me to blogging in the first place was reading other running blogs.  Each day these runners would inspire me so much with the insane mileage and paces they were putting in.  I’ve followed them through marriage and divorce, races and injuries.  I see bloggers that own their own business, or where their blog is their business.  That sounds like such a dream job to me, but at the same time not for me.  We’ll get into jobs another time.  For now, in order to not ramble on forever and ever I just wanted to get this post out here to get my feet wet again.  Tip toe back into the pool of sharing big and small details on the internet.  But I don’t think I’m going to actively put this out there.  I’m not trying to build a business, not trying to get comments or followers.  I like the idea of having this own space on the internet for myself to post and reflect.

You'll get a lot of this. He thinks I'm nuts after each run.

You’ll get a lot of this. He thinks I’m nuts after each run.

Also, timing.  This is the perfect time for a new start, as I’m finally making it to my first full marathon!  I will be running the Miami Marathon on January 24th, 2016 and my training starts next week.  I’ve been building my base and will also be running the Fort Lauderdale Half November 15th.  I’m loving running again and can’t wait to share more.  The ups and downs, the awesome and ugly. All I know is that there will be a ton of treadmill running, stroller running, and early wake ups.  Bring it on.

 

P.S. – If for some reason you used to read this, I changed my domain from morunsmarathons.com because I let it expire and some lovely advertising company based in Dubai bought it 🙂  I still have plans to run all the marathons.