Crossing Things Off My List

So on my birthday, I made out a “bucket-list” of things I want to accomplish before my next birthday. It’s kind of a long list. I have been good about referring back to that list and accomplishing a couple things.

One of the BIG things on that list is doing a half-marathon. I know right . . . crazy. My original plan was to do it around September or Octoberish, but after talking to a co-worker, I’m doing it March 1st!! So here it is ——— The Phoenix Marathon.

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Let me just say that I am afraid. I’m afraid of how badly my butt’s gonna get kicked in the training alone. I’m afraid of how badly I will be gasping for air by mile 3. I’m afraid of how much my knees are going to ache after mile 7. I’m afraid of the commitment. I’m afraid of how hot it will be by 7am in March.

I’m afraid I’ll fail ——– epic-ally.

For a while I kept having an internal dialogue about how I already made a commitment to be BRAVE. I needed to ignore all those fears that I have or yes, I will fail.

Yes, it’s going to hurt.Yes, it will be hot.Yes, it will take time away from sleep (but who needs that?).  And yes, there is a strong possibility that I may not be able to run the entire race.

And that’s ok. I just need to suck it up, or sit it out.

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So I looked up a plan for beginners like me. I found one  HERE. Training stated on Monday with week 2. I did 2 miles and I won’t lie . . . I struggled. I saw my co-worker and confessed I was a little worried. She seems to think that I will be fine. I’m glad one of us is positive.

I’ve done a big race before, but it has been a while. So here’s a tip that I’ve learned when committing to a big race:

Have a game plan.

Write it out.

On my calendar, I figured out which days I was going to run on and how many miles.

It makes the goal more real.

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All right!

I’m ready to tackle my first big goal. You can follow along on Instagramm with me to see my progress.

What’s your big goal you’re tackling?

 

 

 

Never Give Up

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In case you were wondering, this is what 6:15am looks like. As you can tell by the picture, you’re not missing much.

Did you also know that at 6am it’s about 36 degrees? I don’t think man was made to run in those types of conditions.

Why would I wake myself up at that hour to run? Drive, I guess. I refuse to give up on running. You all know that since my baby, I’ve had the hardest time getting back into my running groove. It is hard, plain and simple.

I’ve made a lot of excuses for myself over these last couple of years: the baby won’t sleep through the night, I work a lot of night shifts, I need the sleep, I’ve got too much to do, there’s only one slice of pizza left and I have to be here to eat it before anyone else.

Over the years, my husband gets to hear my complaints and excuses. He listens and then tells me I just need to adjust. Grrrrrrrrrr. Not the answer I wanted to hear. I wanted a little more sympathy.

I thought about it and he’s right. Sometimes there are things in our life we cannot change, at least at the moment, and when we have a goal, we have to adjust. So I did.  My main problem was going to bed waaaaaaaay too late because I’m always trying to do everything. I gave myself a time limit. When 10pm rolled around, I was done. I stopped what I was doing, got ready for bed and went to sleep. It was hard to fall asleep, but I did it.

When 6am rolled around, it wasn’t that bad. I was still tired, but I was able to roll my ‘okole out of bed.

 

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It was cold and it was dark, but I did it. I ran on and off for 31 minutes and it felt good at the end. Tip#1, when you’re having a hard time accomplishing your goal, reassess and readjust.

Like my kids say, “I got this!”

 

My Jamba Juice Run

So, like I said before, I ran a 5K on May 5th. I thought it would be fun to do something different and video my running adventures. My daughter and I watched this and were laughing at the parts with me in it. Not sure if you will find the humor in it as well, but hopefully it’s somewhat entertaining. A couple of warnings. Firstly, not sure what I am doing with my eyebrow when I’m talking and secondly, there is a bit of shaking going on. My camera girl is learning :)

A Dry Run


On Saturday, I did my first official 5K since having my littlest coconut.  It was all the way in town. My husband couldn’t understand why I would want to wake up at dark-thirty a.m., drive for an hour, and pay money to run around a block 2x’s getting hot, sweaty and tired. He just couldn’t comprehend why.

I just had to do it. I needed to learn things about myself I told him. There’s nothing like a race to help you discover things you never knew about yourself, or forgot existed.

What did I discover on this sweaty journey?

10 things:

1. Registering gives me a little anxiety. Filling out forms, signing waivers, making sure I have the right t-shirt size for my t-shirt collection afterwards. It’s important to get that shirt size right.

2. My lucky number used to be 21. Since crossing the finish line ALIVE with #224 pinned on the front of me, it has become my new lucky number.

3. When I put on my ankle-timer, I didn’t have any ankles. I’m working on changing that.

4. Chickens are everywhere. They’re taking over the world.

5. I’m really slow. I mean reeeeeeeeeeeeeeally slow. I couldn’t catch up to this elderly gentleman during the race. Since I was eating his dust, I snapped a photo as proof, although you probably didn’t need the proof.  My time for the race verified that I was trotting at a slow crawl. What was my time you ask? Slow. Very slow. Very, very slow.

6. I begin to get emotional when I see the finish line. I get even more emotional when I learn I have to run around the block one more time before crossing through the yellow arches. I get into full hysterics when I actually cross the finish line. Hearing that beeping sound of the timing chip recording my finish is like sweet music to my feet.

7. Water is my favorite drink.

8. After a race, the calories of a muffin are zero. You don’t feel guilty for eating three, because you deserve every bite, therefore, they must be zero calories. I know they are.

9. Jamba Juice is my second favorite drink.

10. I learned that I still got it. Slow as I may be, I was able to complete that race running the whole way. That’s my awesome sister-in-law who told me about the race. She did great, accomplishing her goals as well. It’s a family thing I guess.

If you’ve never done a race, you need to try it. You owe it to yourself to discover things you never knew.

Pace Yourself

So since my new pills were starting to work, I was really in the mood to go running. I know. I’m such a weirdo. I had been running very inconsistently, unable to run the three miles that I attempt to do every time. I was determined. I made sure my earphones were in my ears securely and cranked up Katy Perry’s “E.T.” (the edited version of course), and just started running.

I was asked once what the key to running was. From my experience, it’s all in the pacing. Once you start, get yourself into a comfortable pace. It doesn’t matter how fast you go. If you go too fast, you’ll burn out before the end. You’ll end up stopping to walk every 100 yards. Then, if you’re like me, get mad and frustrated and threaten to ground yourself for a week, and then go home and eat 4 cookies.  It’s a never ending cycle.

When I ran that night, I got myself into a pace. Granted I’m sure it was a slow pace. I did see a couple of turtles pass me, but nevertheless, I was running and I was in the “zone”.  It was a pace that I could still sing at. I’m sure people would rather I run at a pace where I was unable to sing out loud, but that’s neither here nor there. Huh?

Keep that pace. That’s the key. You’ll win that race. Just wait and see.

And on that note, I better end, before I break out in more dangerous poetry. Happy Running!

Mark Your Calendars

One of my readers sent me this link.

It’s has all the dates of all the races here in Hawaii. This is exactly what I needed. Nothing pushes me more out of bed than a race. Seriously. Some people have running partners, which I love, but I have been known to be MIA a few times on a run. U’i or Shannon, if you’re reading this, I’m still sorry. Lucky for me, they still like me ; )

So here’s how my year is going down (in my perfect world) :

May 7th -  I will be chasing a banana at the Jamba Juice 5K at Ala Moana Beach Park.

July 2nd – You can find me running around for 6.4 miles in the bushes at Kualoa Ranch for their Freedom Fest Trail Run.

September – There is a race in Tantaulus that’s a 10 miler, but it’s on Sunday. Since I don’t run on Sundays, I just might have to do my own 10 miler. Let me know if anyone wants to join me or finds a race on a Saturday.

December – We have an unofficial Half/Marathon here in Laie. It goes from Laie to Waimea Bay. Hopefully I make it to Waimea. The water will feel oh so good.

So if you’re looking for a race, check out the link. Maybe I’ll see at one of these races.

Wish me luck.