Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Blood, Sweat, and Tears

Blood?  Check.
Sweat? Check.
Tears? Check. Check.

I don't know about other runners out there, but I enjoy watching people run on TV.
I've watched marathons, tri's, and ironman competitions...
and I've cried every time I witness someone run across the finish line whether
they're first or last.

This may sound strange, but I cry.
I guess I picture myself crossing that finish line with them.
I imagine the blood, sweat, and tears that took to get there.

I have the ongoing blood blisters.
I sweat lots.
I've cried many times from pain and happiness... sometimes at the same moment.

Do you watch these races?
Do you find yourself emotional too?

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

No More Wind, Please

Yesterday I ran 6 miles with my friend, B, and "windy" doesn't describe it.
It was so windy that when it was done, I wiped my faced and took off a few layers of dirt and dust.
It was pretty gross, but I felt like a champ.
The hills by her house are so steep that they make the hills by mine look like "a walk in the park."
The good news is that I'm no longer intimidated by them.
I am however feeling those hills in my left calf.
I'll be icing that baby all day today.
I have 5 miles tomorrow and then a rest day before 11 miles on Friday.
Wish me luck!

Monday, March 7, 2011

And the Beat Goes Running Running Running

I'm so bad!
I haven't blogged since January.
Since then I've come off the no carbs diet for two weeks.
I don't have a lot of carb cravings right now, so I think it helped.
I also lost 10 pounds, which puts me at a healthy BMI again.
I ran 10 miles on Friday, and I'll be running 11 this coming Friday.
My 10K is in two weeks, and the half marathon is next month.
I'm super excited, and I can see that I can totally run the entire time.
It's such a relief to me that my body is learning how to recover from my runs quicker.
I have a friend that has been running with me on Mondays, and it's been awesome.
She pushes me to run some big hills, and they have made me faster.
It probably won't be long though until she leaves me in the dust.
She is a marathoner, and she's used to running 9 minute miles.
My average pace is 10:30's.
I'm not ashamed.
Just six months ago I thought I wouldn't be able to run again.
Here I am training for my fist half!
I hope you're all doing well.
Keep working at it!