It’s been a long time since I’ve written a race report. Back in the day, I used to run like 10 races every year. I think maybe I ran one in 2014. And it was terrible. But now I can say that I’ve run one in 2015. Hopefully this is just the beginning. I miss racing.
In the past six months or so, Jason has gotten really into working out. His workouts put mine to shame. He’s mostly been running and wanted to sign up for a 5K. We decided on the Seneca 5K, in Jason’s home town of Seneca, South Carolina.
When we first decided to do the race, I was determined to train for it. But then Alexander got a stomach bug one week and then I got it the next and somehow it was the day of the race, and I wasn’t trained at all. Umm, oops? That’s not to say that I hadn’t been running at all, but I definitely didn’t train.
The weather was perfect on Saturday morning. Sunny in the upper 50s. I started off feeling good and tried to run at a pace that felt faster than normal. After about a quarter or half mile, I realized Jason was right next to me and we ran basically together. The race was an out and back. There were no mile markers which was sort of annoying, but since there was a turnaround, that helped me gauge how far we’d gone and how far the finish line was. I took some walk breaks here and there, but managed to catch back up to Jason.
We both finished in around 31:20. It was a PR for Jason!
We hung out for a while after the race and took advantage of the free beer. I mean, yeah, it was 9 am, but there’s something about a race that makes it okay to have a [very small] beer.
Even though this wasn’t my best time, it felt good to get back out there again. Jason and I both feel inspired to do another race soon, maybe in April. And maybe this time I’ll train for it.
A race recap. Can you believe it? Neither can I! Jason, Alexander and I ran the Candler Park Fall Fall Fest 5K with our friends Heather, JP and Allston.
I haven’t really been running much. I mean, every couple days I’ll run like 2 miles or so but I take walk breaks and haven’t really pushed myself at all. That said, for some reason, I thought I could run a hilly 5K easily. Spoiler: it didn’t go that well.
Jason decided to let me run ahead and he’d take the running stroller. I did fine for the first mile or so and then came the hills. I swear, the last two miles of this race were like all uphill. So I took walk breaks. Lots of walk breaks.
This was probably one of the slowest 5Ks I’ve ever run. At least I knew it while I was running it. I mean, I walked a lot. It’s better than those races that you think you did really well but then when you see the finish line, you realize eh, not so much.
I’ll just pretend that I ran the whole thing.
Afterward, we hung out at the festival for a while.
Maybe next time I should train a little more.
There’s a new addition in our house. No, not this one…
(well, him too, I guess) but this one…
I’ve been back at work for four weeks now. I’ve mostly figured out my routine and how to fit everything in in the evenings. But what I really was struggling with was fitting in a workout.
Alexander is too small for a jogging stroller. And since Jason works overnights and I’m on my own, I can’t exactly go to the gym or run outside before Alexander wakes up. I drop him off and pick him up from daycare. By the time we get home, it’s nearly 7pm. I guess I technically could go home, change my clothes and drive to the [crowded] gym while Jason hangs out with Alexander but that would have me making dinner at like 9pm. I mean, I could (and sometimes do) go to the gym on my lunch break but by the time I get there and change and stuff, I can really only fit in a 25 minute workout.
Finding the time to work out was even harder for Jason. Our routine is that he gets home from work at like 9 am. He goes to sleep around 11 or noon and is up when I get home with the baby. Logistically, he could go to the gym after he got off work, but working out gives him energy and he wouldn’t be able to fall asleep when he’s supposed to.
Anyway, that was a really long-winded way of saying that we got a treadmill and are working on converting our sun room (a room that we never knew what to do with anyway) into a home gym.
We found a used treadmill for a decent price on Craigslist a couple weeks ago. I know that some people buy gym equipment that turns into more of a coatrack, but I don’t think that’ll happen with me. I feel better after I work out. I was in a post-baby funk for a really long time, but I think working out has been extremely helpful in getting me out of it.
Jason mounted a small tv on the wall so it’s just like being at the gym…only I have an audience.
Posted in Running
I’m having some trouble blogging lately, if you haven’t noticed. It’s not so much lack of time, though there is that, but it’s more lack of content. When you’re working full-time and have a 3-month old, there’s not much else going on in life. Actually, that’s not entirely true – I have been doing the Couch to 10K program. I got a free app (called Zen Labs Couch to 10K) and started on Week 4.
(Don’t laugh at my headphones. I have yet to find ear buds that both fit in and don’t hurt my ears. Believe me, I’ve tried.)
So far, the longest periods of running have only been five minutes at a time. And as humbling as it is, that’s kind of hard. There’s a gym fairly close to my office and as long as I keep my workouts to a half hour or less, I can fit them in during my lunch break. Otherwise, I have to run outside when I get home from work. It’s not the outside part that bothers me, it’s the when I get home from work.
Before Alexander was born, I thought maybe I’d run a 5K in May. Umm, yeah, not going to happen when I think running five minutes straight is difficult. Plus, Alexander is too small and doesn’t have enough head control for a running stroller anyway.
When I started to work out again, I tried a bunch of different things – I did the Insanity workouts with my friend/neighbor Amanda for a little bit. I did the 30 Day Shred DVD once but ultimately, I came back to running and that’s what was easiest to stick with. It’s not really surprising when I think about it. Running has always been my preferred way to exercise. Even when I hate it, I still like it. Now if only I could run for more than five minutes at a time.
Posted in Running
For the past eight years or so, running has been a huge part of my life. I’ve run one full marathon, ten half-marathons and numerous other races of various distances. That’s not to say I’ve always loved it. It’s always been much more of a love/hate relationship, but a relationship nonetheless.
People ask me all the time, “Are you still running?” And I feel like I kind of always sheepishly answer no. I always wanted to be one of those runners who still runs even though she looks like she has a bowling ball under her shirt. But it wasn’t in the cards. Truth be told, I didn’t really run during my first trimester because I was scared. After going through a miscarriage last year (which had nothing to do with running, but whatever), I just didn’t want to risk anything that would be hard on my body.
And then in the second trimester, when I felt more comfortable mentally, it began to not feel so great physically. Well, the few times I even tried to run, that is. I didn’t really give it much effort. Speeds that I formerly felt were super slow felt like I was sprinting and I just didn’t feel right.
But it was this past weekend, when I did my slowest 5K ever, that I really came to the realization that I’m not going to be a runner during this pregnancy. I guess I kept thinking I would somehow pick it back up, even ever so slightly, at some point. The discomfort that I felt after that 5K is probably (according to a nurse) round ligament pain and if running is going to exacerbate it, I’m not even going to try. It’s not bad for the baby, but I don’t want to be in pain. It’s pain that I’m already getting from standing up from my chair too quickly. (Oddly enough, pretty much only at the office.)
It’s not that I really even miss running for running’s sake because sometimes I hate it, but I miss training for a fall race, embracing the cooler temperatures and feeling good after I up my mileage.
Maybe next fall, I’ll look like this again. Or maybe I won’t be such a dork anymore.
I guess there’s always the elliptical.