My personal journey as a runner, the highs, the lows, the training and the races, and my thoughts and feelings on all of it and life in general.
Recovery is going well, I even hit a couple milestones...
So far my recovery from this foot injury seems to be going quite well. I got in 3.1 miles yesterday after work and 5.3 miles this morning before work. I had no pain during either run and the foot's continued to feel good after the runs. That is definitely encouraging. I continue to follow doctor's orders. I'm icing it each morning and each evening no matter how it feels and I'm taking my medicine twice a day as well. Hopefully it will continue to improve and I can get back to hitting the miles that I want to, but I'm not going to rush it. Today's 5.3 miles got me to a couple milestones that I'm pretty excited about. First, it puts my YTD total miles running at 400.0!! Not too shabby given the fact that I skipped a week last week and ran very little for 2 weeks after Napa Valley! I'm currently on pace for 1,536.84 miles this year, but I no that I'll be well above that since I will be working towards a few ultras. Also, this run put me at 1,202.45 miles all-time, I'm excited to break the 1,200 mile mark!
Running has been great for me and my life since I started. It's taught me patience, perseverance, confidence and competitiveness. It's helped me lose quite a bit of weight and more importantly it's helped me improve my health. It's taught me to eat better, how to train effectively, and how to make sacrifices for my goals. It's brought me in tough with amazing people, especially those on the Good Guys vs. Bad Girls 2011 Run Competition on Facebook. I've gotten to meet a few of them in person and will be meeting more as time goes by, by even those I have not yet met have become great friends and sources of encouragement and motivation. They are fun, outgoing, supportive people that all love running and sharing the joy it brings them. That page has definitely improved my life and my running, and the friends I've made have made my world a brighter place. I love hearing about what they accomplish and sharing in their joy! It's funny that most of us have never met, but we are as tight as a family! Gotta love runners!!!
How many times have I written a post on this blog about needing change or lacking motivation? I'm here in that place again. I'm back here wondering what to change to get back my love of running. Don't get me wrong; I still love running. But do I love training? I love races. I've gotten to the point that I'm not all that interested in the miles between races. I feel like I've been there and done that. I don't feel like I'm accomplishing anything anymore. A run is a run, and some miles are some miles. But what was the point? Let's say I get home on a Saturday morning/afternoon after a long, tough 20 miler. Great. I covered a lot of miles, which many people really can't do, but why did I do it? I keep setting new race goals and signing up for things, but is that really the point of all this? I put in hundreds of miles between races, and most of them by myself. Is the point just to get ready for the next race?
It's been a couple weeks since the Blackwater Trail Challenge 50k, so I apologize for getting to this report a little later than I normally do. As usual, of course, this won't just be the story of the race itself, but of all the stuff leading immediately up to it. Let me start by saying that this particular 50k was less of a race for me and more of a long training run. I am currently training for my first 50 miler, which will take place 4 weeks to the day after the Blackwater 50k (Spring Equinox 50 Mile). I really have been training since 7/21, when I started training for the Pensacola Marathon in November, which flowed right into training for my first back-2-back marathons in January, which flowed right into training for the 50 mile. So I've done 3 marathons during that time and I wanted to do a 50k as well. So, that said, I wasn't planning to put a lot of focus on time during this race, just having fun and covering the distance. And hopefully learning some things al…
I don't really know that I want to be called a runner anymore. Don't get me wrong, I love running, and I probably always will. But that tag just feels so limiting now. I've pretty much been a runner first and foremost for quite a few years. Running is what I always wanted to do, and I'd choose running over anything else. I don't feel that way now. I still want to run, but I also want to climb, I want to CrossFit, I want to surf, I want to hike, I want to swim, I want to SUP, I want to do it all. I want to try everything and I want to see every place.
I feel like when I say I'm a runner I am limiting the possibilities. How much do you run? How many miles do you run? How many marathons and ultras can you run in a year? These are the questions I get asked, and these are the questions I ask myself when I place myself in the box of being a runner. These are goals I've always pursued, and these are the goals that have consistently left me unfulfilled. These goal…