I was Tweeting back and forth with a friend the other day, who inspired me to go back and check out my Daily Mile profile. Two years ago – the last time I logged in – my goal was “the Cape Cod Marathon this October”.
I’ve been a runner my whole life, but I’ve reached the ripe ol’ age of 37 without ever running a marathon. Sure, I’ve made a few half-ass attempts, even paid the registration fee two years ago (several margaritas). But the fact is that I’m not getting any younger, and I simply WANT to do this in my lifetime. I looooove running, and am so grateful for it in my life.
Flash back to the same conversation on Twitter, with Crystal of Carpe Diem Crystal, where I realized I was already kinda running around the “Week 7” mark of several marathon training programs – and the Cape Cod Marathon on October 27th falls perfectly at the end.
Honestly, I still haven’t registered (I know, I know), but I’m now in week 9 of training. I’m combining some of the concepts of both Hal Higdon’s Novice program and the Hansons Marathon Method. One very simple, and one very logical, each in their own way. So far I feel great!
Do you think I’ll do it?
My favorite way to explore any new place is with a good run!
This past July, I photographed a wedding in Bermuda and brought my husband Gary along with me for a few days of gorgeous, beachy bliss. Between all the usual heavy lifting of camera equipment, we snuck in a great run around Southampton and the Gibb’s Hill Lighthouse!
Do you bring your sneaks with you everywhere you go? Or do you even plan your vacations around running?
Side note: I don’t recommend running around the French Quarter of New Orleans in the early morning any day (puke). You’ve been warned.
Working through some knee issues this past July – the quintessential “runner’s knee” that affects many of us! After chatting with a couple of PT friends, I’ve been strengthening my inner quads in the meantime and feeling much better! Hooray for simple fixes!
(wow, those sneaks are gross)
Finished my 3rd (?) Fairfield Half Marathon with Gary, my brother-in-law Eric, and friend Peter this June 2013!
Fairfield 2011 was the year I discovered how utterly disgusting warm vanilla Gu is. And that racing between two 6-foot tall, highly competitive brothers isn’t always in my best interest.
How did I start running?
I played field hockey and lacrosse through high school. Actually, I started field hockey the year before middle school. As we were coming into 9th grade – high school, eek! – I suppose I already felt some pressure to be “cool”. Heightened even more by the idea of TRYING OUT for a sports team!
We had a three week training program to do at home before try-outs, which took place the week before school. As you can guess, that involved running! Not much more than a mile or two, I think, and sprints, but it was the first time I recall going out and running forward with no purpose or destination in front of me.
I made the team and the season went on (I’m not sure I ever cared about field hockey), but every practice involved some running around the wide span of fields and school buildings. Each new season was preceded by more weeks of running. Spring seasons blended back into fall seasons. Running became my sport too.
I continued to run through college – it’s just that it was more of a hangover cure than anything else ;-) Seriously, I’d arrive back home to find my groggy roommates snuggling on the couch with the shades drawn.
Sadly, I can’t remember my first road race, but I think I’ve run upwards of 40 in my lifetime now. I’m pretty sure my mom’s been to 38 of those. I’ve run all over Cape Cod, Vermont, Boston, and any city or country I’ve ever packed a suitcase for.
All told, I’m not a power house. I’m not elite. I don’t really care about my time – I just love the social aspect. Some years I’ve been a full-out runner, racking up the race t-shirts for sure! Other years, I join a race or two with friends but nothing more. I’ve run the Fairfield Half Marathon and the Falmouth Road Race every year for a while, even if I’m not well trained for them ;-)
I’ve never been “skinny” in my life – in fact, I’m consistently about 20 pounds over the norm for my 5’2” body. But I smile to recall when a guy on the street asked if I was a runner, I replied yes, and he responded: “Mmmmm hmmm, I can tell!” I’ll take that.
Running is fun! It’s social, it’s healthy, it clears the mind and refills it again! It’s also grueling and annoying. But it tends to suck you back in for the good again! It’s you and it’s your pace. Your very own.