Today was my last long run before the Rockin’ Harbins Park Half Marathon on April 21.
12 miles, you guys. It was slow and it wasn’t easy, but it was still 12 miles. I’m proud. The only thing I’m not so proud of is the fact that I have not trained like I should have been training for this race. I set out today a little worried that I wouldn’t be able to achieve my goal distance. It’s the furthest I’ve ever run (until I run further) and with all my recent travel I haven’t gotten in all the training runs I had planned and marked in my calendar so diligently. The last time I ran a long-ish distance was March 2, and that was only 8 miles. So, I reached my goal distance, and I feel pretty damn good about that. The vast majority of the run was super fun, in fact. The weather was just gorgeous. Hello spring! I hydrated well before leaving and my stomach felt good, even after eating a gel about halfway through. I also love running down Milledge on a Saturday morning. The sorority/fraternity houses look so comically trashed and there is always some hangover victim sitting on a front porch with their face in their hands. It almost makes up for the nasty smell of spilled alcohol on the sidewalk.
Towards the end, my calf started bugging me. I stopped to stretch and then my hip/arse started bugging me. So that’s how it’s going to be, hmm? By then it was about noon and I was getting seriously thirsty too. There are no water stations in real life, you guys. Anyway, I finished, and limped into my apartment where I have spent the rest of the day alternating between icing my hip/arse , eating, and sleeping . #fitness
The half marathon will take place about 45 minutes from my house, so I’m now thinking about what that means for me and my hip/arse. I’m considering bringing an ice pack, just in case. I’m also thinking it will probably be all melty by the time I finish running, but what are you going to do? Thoughts? Tips from runners far more accomplished than me?
So I’ve kind of fallen behind in my running. That basically means that I missed a total of one running day this week, and I’m thinking about missing a second one today. If you’re keeping count, which I know you totally are, that means I ran ONE day this week, and it was in a race. ML5K, y’all! 26:07!! 2nd in my age group, y’all! I even got an award!!
As awesome as that race was, it wasn’t enough mileage for that particular day since I’m trying to work up to 7 miles, three times a week at a minimum. So yeah, I’ve racked up a whopping 3.1 miles this week and I’m thinking about sitting on my ass for the rest of the day and not doing any exercise.
It’s kind of ironic because the reason for my unprecedented lack of willpower for running is actually willpower for another activity, studying. It’s sacrilege, I know, but I have a BFD exam coming up on February 4th that I really have to get ready for. My comprehensive oral exam. Yikes. For those of you who
aren’t in grad school are sane, that is an exam where a committee of professors checks to see if I know the things I ought to know about the topic I ought to know a lot about. The way they check this is by asking me questions ad nauseum until I cave and run out of the room crying. I think that’s how it’s supposed to go, anyway.
I was told that there is no way I can prepare for this exam and that I should just trust that my training so far will prepare me for what will likely be a casual conversation. So obviously I am reading everything I can possibly read and memorizing mundane facts that will likely do nothing to help me on the day of my exam. Oh and I’m freaking out. That takes up a lot of my time. What that means is that running has taken a back seat for just another week. Then I’ll be back with a vengeance. Promise.