My friend, Ginny, posted a good article about running in heat, humidity and what she does during long runs. She is a marathoner and has run for a long time. Below is a long exerpt of her article...
Many runners in the southeast have recently been posting about heat issues on blogs, fb, twitter, etc. I have posted several times about April and May being tough months for me and running. We have roughly 4 seasons here, so it takes some doing each spring to get acclimated to the heat. This year, we had a cooler than normal April, but now we are having almost record high heat daily. Below I listed the things I do to run in the extreme heat and humidity of South MS, and even worse, South LA (more humid).
This is what I do:
*during my running break, I walked in the afternoon heat to try to get ready for my return to running.
*I eat before 85% of my runs. I am weird in that I get nauseated if I do not eat prior to a run.
*I'm also sure to drink a LOT of water before heading out the door in the summer, probably around 16 oz. of water, plus several cups of decaf coffee.
*I drop waters so that I have water every 20 min. or sometimes I wear a hydration belt.
*If I'm going over 1:40 (10 miles for me in the summer), I will also drop some Gatorade too. I drink some Gatorade and some water. I have Gatorade around 45-60 min. and then every 45-60 min., and continue with water every 20 min
*If I'm going over 2:00 (12 miles for me in the summer), I will also use gels (I prefer Gu chocolate), starting at 1 hour and then every 45 min beyond that.
I started experimenting with Accelerade gels over the winter which have an "all-natural whey protein and carbohydrates in a patented 4:1 ratio to help aid athlete performance and speed recovery."
*My pace naturally slows with the heat.
*When I get back, I drink another large glass of water and continue drinking throughout the day.
If I'm running in the evening I try to drink extra during the day and drink a large glass (16 oz) prior to running in the evening.
* A nice extra treat - a couple of years ago we started putting rags in the cooler with the drinks. For our long runs we run a 5 mile loop and we put coolers out around 2.5 miles and 5 miles with water, Gatorade, and wet icy rags to cool our face. It's so refreshing. Depending on our mileage we may be doing the loop several times, but it's convenient for water stops. (we alternate water/Gatorade duty each week). If I run solo, it's typically not as luxurious. It may be hot waters, and hot Gatorade by the time I make it to my stops.
*If I plan to race, I plan runs that will be run at the same time as the race. Last year in June, I ran a half marathon that started at 6:00 am. In preparing for it, I had several runs that started at 8:00 which should be the time that I was finishing the half marathon. Also, this year, I plan to run some 5ks later in the summer, so I will have many runs that start at 8:00 or 8:30 to get ready to run a race in the heat.
This seems to work for me. Several years ago a friend and I were out on a run in Aug. We did not have enough water and we both had a horrible, horrible long run. We both still remember that day clearly. Yes, it's a pain to prep, but for me, and her, we decided on that day not to duplicate that run. I takes some extra work, but it's worth it, for the hopes of a decent summer run. It seems to work, I haven't had another run as memorable as that horrible run several years ago. Typically, by mid June I have adjusted to the heat and it doesn't seem to be as big an issue as April and May when I am getting acclimated to it.
Some of the recommendations on a fb comment yesterday:
These were posted by Ben and Terry - good info for most people
*drink a lot of water throughout the day. Even on days when you are not training.
*it does take some time to get acclimated to the heat.
*try Endurolytes. They are capsules with electroyltes/salts/etc.
* slow down. Running in the heat is hard, even when acclimated to it. You can't run with the same speed you did a few weeks ago when the temperatures were cooler and the humidity was lower.
* Start out your runs hydrated and continue to drink fluids during the run. Especially if the run exceeds 40 minutes. For my lunch runs in the summer I make sure I drink a 20 ounce bottle of Gatorade/Powerade 1 hour before the run and another 20 ounce bottle right after the run.
* Sports drinks are better than water for drinking during exercise. They absorb more quickly, help prevent hyponatremia, and provide muscles with energy.
* Run when it is cooler if you can – early morning is best.
* You will gain a considerable amount of heat acclimation within the first two weeks but your body will continue to adapt for weeks as the temperatures continue to climb.
*Slow down. Even after your body has reached its maximum acclimation to the heat you can't excise as hard as you did when it was cooler.
*Try the electrolyte tablets that Ben suggests. I do use them (on occassion) prior to a run if the run is going to take me an hour or more, but I don't normally use them during the run-just Gatorade/Powerade.
* If you are taking gels during the run I'd suggest drinking water, not a Sports drink, with those. Too much sugar in your stomach will SLOW absorption. Gels should be taken with water. AND SLOW DOWN
For more information, you can go HERE.
Monday, May 24, 2010
Sunday, May 23, 2010
Week of May 17, 2010
This week was a very good week for running! I had not realize how much I'd run until I looked back over my Weekly Run Log at the top of the page. This is the most running I've done in a week other than when I am preparing for a half marathon. On top of that, I even added a bike ride of 8.5 miles. No wonder I'm tired...running, walking, floor and weights PLUS this heavy humidity even at 5:30 in the morning.
I'm resting today, Sunday, and will start again tomorrow. I wonder what this coming week will bring. We'll see.
Stay healthy and happy!!
I'm resting today, Sunday, and will start again tomorrow. I wonder what this coming week will bring. We'll see.
Stay healthy and happy!!
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Morning Bike Ride
Update: We decided to take in a run/walk session this afternoon. We ran one mile and walked one mile together. Slow, easy exercise in order to burn a few calories.
First write-up:
We started out with a good plan. Thought we'd take of running today and yet still exercise. So we got up early to catch the sun rise on the beach. Though I was up earlier than Kent, I misjudged getting him up in time before the sun peaked out from the horizon. But we were on the road when it came up. Just wanted to be further along. Here are a couple of pictures of the sunrise. For more pictures of the sun rising, please go here.
Stopped along the way to get these. See we really do ride our bikes! We rode for 8.5 miles...easy ones. My gears broke and stuck in a really hard one...sooo hard to pedal, but a good workout in the long run.
On the Gulf State Park Pier stopping long enough to empty a shoe of the beautiful sand here at Gulf Shores! A typical scene.
At 7:00 a.m., the temps have already risen to the high 80's feeling like 93 degrees...per weather station!! It's gonna be a hot one today...
First write-up:
We started out with a good plan. Thought we'd take of running today and yet still exercise. So we got up early to catch the sun rise on the beach. Though I was up earlier than Kent, I misjudged getting him up in time before the sun peaked out from the horizon. But we were on the road when it came up. Just wanted to be further along. Here are a couple of pictures of the sunrise. For more pictures of the sun rising, please go here.
Stopped along the way to get these. See we really do ride our bikes! We rode for 8.5 miles...easy ones. My gears broke and stuck in a really hard one...sooo hard to pedal, but a good workout in the long run.
On the Gulf State Park Pier stopping long enough to empty a shoe of the beautiful sand here at Gulf Shores! A typical scene.
At 7:00 a.m., the temps have already risen to the high 80's feeling like 93 degrees...per weather station!! It's gonna be a hot one today...
Sunday, May 16, 2010
March of Dimes 5k
Though this race was not a good one for me time-wise, it was a fast, flat one and should have been. My first 2 miles were pretty good and "on time" but don't know what happened the 3rd mile. My Garmin got messed up and I had to go by the volunteer's mile call-out. I'm thinking it became harder as it began to heat up. This time of year in the lower south should begin no later than 7:30 to beat the heat and we started a few minutes after 8:00. I'm not a sweat-er but I was already wet before it started! The humidity along with the heat was a little daunting and challenging for me. The race was held at The Wharf and over $3,000 was raised for the March of Dimes. What a great reason to run.
Several of the Orange Beach Firemen ran and they brought an old fire engine. It's pretty cool.
Though my time was poor, I did receive First Place in my age group. The awards for age groups were feathery boas with a medallion hanging from it: pink for the women and black for the men. Real different and cool looking; although I can't see a man liking it, ha!
With Ali Vincent (5th's Season's Biggest Loser Winner) speaking at the banquet that night, I wondered if she might run in the race. So I found someone that was working to see if she might be running in the race and they said she was suppose to. So I began earnestly looking for her with camera in hand. Finally, I had to put it up and head to the starting line. I figured she wasn't going to make it. As we lined up, I recognized a man I'd seen on TV. It was Roger Shultz from The Biggest Loser (TBL) of the 5th Season, too! I knew he was from Alabama but I never thought about him coming as I thought he lived around Birmingham. He was one of Alabama's leading football stars in his day. That Season, it came down to the winner being between Ali and Roger and they both were there!! We are huge fans of TBL and that year we rooted for Roger because we liked him and he did a great job losing his weight AND he's a "good ole Southern boy". But on the flip side of that coin...we rooted for Ali because we just thought she was the cutest little thing and we loved her personality and inner strength to overcome the weight obstacle. We had no idea that the winner would come down to be between these two. But we were happy just knowing it would be either of them. When I saw that she was going to speak at the Healthy Woman's Conference while we were down here, I immediately signed up to attend, not knowing all that was going to be laid out before me.
So without further ado, here are some pics I took of the race.
Roger and Ali as they were coming in to the Finish Line.
After finishing.
Roger's family ran, too. His little boy received an award in his age group. A pic of the Shultz's and Ali.
As you can tell, I am so stoked to have my picture taken in the middle of both of these great people.
Outside of being the Director of our church's Summer Day Camp, this was one of the best days in my life. It was a healthy, energetic, celebrity meeting, fun day!! I was on Cloud Nine the entire time. I only wished Kent could have shared this with me. I know he would have loved to been there, too, but other things had been planned and he wasn't able to come.
(NOTE: Our family blog has been updated with pictures from the banquet.)
Several of the Orange Beach Firemen ran and they brought an old fire engine. It's pretty cool.
Though my time was poor, I did receive First Place in my age group. The awards for age groups were feathery boas with a medallion hanging from it: pink for the women and black for the men. Real different and cool looking; although I can't see a man liking it, ha!
With Ali Vincent (5th's Season's Biggest Loser Winner) speaking at the banquet that night, I wondered if she might run in the race. So I found someone that was working to see if she might be running in the race and they said she was suppose to. So I began earnestly looking for her with camera in hand. Finally, I had to put it up and head to the starting line. I figured she wasn't going to make it. As we lined up, I recognized a man I'd seen on TV. It was Roger Shultz from The Biggest Loser (TBL) of the 5th Season, too! I knew he was from Alabama but I never thought about him coming as I thought he lived around Birmingham. He was one of Alabama's leading football stars in his day. That Season, it came down to the winner being between Ali and Roger and they both were there!! We are huge fans of TBL and that year we rooted for Roger because we liked him and he did a great job losing his weight AND he's a "good ole Southern boy". But on the flip side of that coin...we rooted for Ali because we just thought she was the cutest little thing and we loved her personality and inner strength to overcome the weight obstacle. We had no idea that the winner would come down to be between these two. But we were happy just knowing it would be either of them. When I saw that she was going to speak at the Healthy Woman's Conference while we were down here, I immediately signed up to attend, not knowing all that was going to be laid out before me.
So without further ado, here are some pics I took of the race.
Roger and Ali as they were coming in to the Finish Line.
After finishing.
Roger's family ran, too. His little boy received an award in his age group. A pic of the Shultz's and Ali.
As you can tell, I am so stoked to have my picture taken in the middle of both of these great people.
Outside of being the Director of our church's Summer Day Camp, this was one of the best days in my life. It was a healthy, energetic, celebrity meeting, fun day!! I was on Cloud Nine the entire time. I only wished Kent could have shared this with me. I know he would have loved to been there, too, but other things had been planned and he wasn't able to come.
(NOTE: Our family blog has been updated with pictures from the banquet.)
Friday, May 7, 2010
On The Beach
We ran in the sand on the beach early this morning. It was different but I really liked it. My ankles are weak and I could tell that I was stronger after the run. We ran at 6:37 and the sun was behind the clouds while we ran. There was a light wind blowing which provided a little resistance but it wasn't bad at all. Kent got in 2.5 miles and I put in 3. With the sand and wind challenge, time was not an issue. We thought we'd put in 30 minutes or however long we could make it. Both of us did good. It was wonderful watching the waves come in to shore, listening to the sounds of the beach and feeling fantastic. It's not necessarily how much you do but that you do...
It's going to be a great day ahead. Lots of sun with lots of work to do. Get out and DO something!! You'll be glad you did...
It's going to be a great day ahead. Lots of sun with lots of work to do. Get out and DO something!! You'll be glad you did...
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Great Bike Ride
Today we went for our first long bike ride. We are going to incorporate different things into our running program and bike riding is one. We rode once when we were in Pensacola for 4 miles. We began with a plan of riding for 6 miles along the beach and back to our camp site. After starting, it was easier than we expected and before we knew it we had completed 5 miles. It looked like our sites were more on a destination than it was on a distance, but it all worked out great. We stopped once at the pier, once for a snack and once for a bathroom break. Other than that, our ride was solid and before we knew it we were back home...10 miles later!! All in 1:25:00. This is true time as we stopped our Garmins when we stopped riding. We have no idea if this is a good time or not but we were pleased. We couldn't believe that we had gone so far. We felt fine and decided to ride our bikes everywhere we went today. So we got home, rested about an hour, changed clothes and headed out to eat lunch. I hope we're not sore tomorrow. Another addition in our exercising while we're on vacation is to run on the beach a couple of times a week with tomorrow being one of those days. This may change to another day since we rode so much further than we planned.
A quick shot of Kent while we take a quick 5 minute break of water and apples. Ain't he a cutie?? This was so much fun.
A quick shot of Kent while we take a quick 5 minute break of water and apples. Ain't he a cutie?? This was so much fun.
Monday, May 3, 2010
Fiesta of Five Flags
This year we both got the chance to participate in the Fiesta of Five Flags Race in Pensacola, Florida. The last couple of years it has only been Kent, who sadly left me sick in the bed at the camper. But this year I was able to accompany him. Initially I signed up for the 10k but to change to the 5k. That was okay as I was very glad to feel like running.
Having run the race a couple of times already, I knew about the hills before us even though the worse was in the first part of the 10k race. I felt very good and was doing well...much better than I expected. My time and pace was on schedule. Then the "hill" came up, which I thought I was prepared to "take" but I wasn't ready for my good energy to leave me so quick. Knowing I had a great downhill ahead, I tucked my chin and went for it. I felt very good in the home stretch and took advantage to sprint in through the Finish Line. A PR was not in the plan because of the hill mentioned but I did want to meet a certain time. As it turned out, I did.
It was a good day for racing and I was so excited to feel like doing it. I came in 82nd with a finish time of 26:58. To top it all off, I received 3rd place in my age group which was a surprise. The trophies were real cute and reflective of the fiesta itself.
Leonard Vergunst, Race Director for the Gulf Coast Running Club, blew his competition away...as usual...coming in second overall. He received the 10k Masters Award coming in at a blazing 37:20; that's a 6:01 pace!! WOW...Congrats, Leonard!! You amaze me! I can't believe we're the same age...what an inspiration!
Here's my trophy. As soon as my picture is posted, I'll put it here.
Look at all those cute little five flags.
Having run the race a couple of times already, I knew about the hills before us even though the worse was in the first part of the 10k race. I felt very good and was doing well...much better than I expected. My time and pace was on schedule. Then the "hill" came up, which I thought I was prepared to "take" but I wasn't ready for my good energy to leave me so quick. Knowing I had a great downhill ahead, I tucked my chin and went for it. I felt very good in the home stretch and took advantage to sprint in through the Finish Line. A PR was not in the plan because of the hill mentioned but I did want to meet a certain time. As it turned out, I did.
It was a good day for racing and I was so excited to feel like doing it. I came in 82nd with a finish time of 26:58. To top it all off, I received 3rd place in my age group which was a surprise. The trophies were real cute and reflective of the fiesta itself.
Leonard Vergunst, Race Director for the Gulf Coast Running Club, blew his competition away...as usual...coming in second overall. He received the 10k Masters Award coming in at a blazing 37:20; that's a 6:01 pace!! WOW...Congrats, Leonard!! You amaze me! I can't believe we're the same age...what an inspiration!
Here's my trophy. As soon as my picture is posted, I'll put it here.
Look at all those cute little five flags.
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Mental Blocks & Accountability
From time to time I actually read the posts that I get on FB from great running and health sites. Unfortunately, I don't read them all...I just don't have the time. But the title of this one captured my attention since I struggle with this from time to time. Though I enjoyed this article titled "5 Ways To Run Past Your Mental Blocks", it was really a link in this article that I liked best called A Few Rules To Run By. Both articles gave me the boost I needed to keep my head on straight. Hopefully, I will refer to these in the future.
On to the daily grind...I have found maintaining my weight is a struggle at best. True, I'm not the 25 pounds overweight I once was. I have, for some time now, reached my goal on Weight Watchers and am a Lifetime Member. But it wasn't until this time that I realized just how difficult it is to stay focused and keep the weight off...especially when not going to the weekly meetings. Thankfully, WW Lifetime Members requires you to weigh in once a month to stay active in the program. The problem with that is that it is easy to be lazy in the eating plan in which case refers to me. You, also, miss talking with others who share their successes and their struggles. I have picked up many great recipes by talking with other members. The up side to staying in WW is the real reason I joined WW in the first place...accountability!! I see now that this is what I need to stay with it. Otherwise, I would probably pick up that weight again. Running has kept my weight down, but the lack of eating correctly has me feeling hungry all the time and not so good inside. I have tried to "start anew" several times and I just don't stick with it.
But for those that claim that WW doesn't work only prove that they are NOT eating the plan! Actually, I get tired of hearing how they "use to be" a WW member or has "done it" several times only to still be overweight. This only proves that they enjoy being spoiled and eating what they want because they don't have "Mama" standing over them telling them "you can't have that piece of candy, it's too close to supper". Now, come on...that's the truth, huh? Admit it or not, you know deep inside the truth is lack of commitment and discipline. Of course, it's hard.
And for those that want to blame "metabolism" on it...let me dispell that lie. Dr. Oz (and everyone believes what he says) said that's exactly what it is...a lie. We can rest in whatever makes us feel good, lazy and spoiled all we want but tests can prove to differ. The metabolism theory was tested. It was done between a couple of long time friends, one skinny and one overweight. They followed them for a period of time (I think a month), watching what they ate, what they did and how active they were. The bottom line is...all of that made NO difference whatsoever because they ate and did the same things. Both were inactive, per se'. Either you eat and exercise and begin to get healthy or you don't and get sick and fat (or even skinny)...that's it!
We have these bodies to take care of...no choice here. There are so many things we can eat that are good for us. You may not "like" to eat right, but I feel a lot of that is because we don't "want" to eat right and choose to eat what we want. So what are we going to tell God when our time on earth has come to an end and we are so unhealthy? Why haven't we been taking care of the very shell that we were given to live in? We live in America and have so many things to choose from to eat. Either we can learn the things that fuels our body and learn to eat correctly or we can be lazy and grab whatever temptations come our way. It's our choice. We live in a lazy society. Note, mind you, I did not say busy. Oh, yeah, we are busier than ever but how? Doing what we WANT to do and not what we need to do. Take care of yourself so you can enjoy life longer...it is mostly in your hands.
On to the daily grind...I have found maintaining my weight is a struggle at best. True, I'm not the 25 pounds overweight I once was. I have, for some time now, reached my goal on Weight Watchers and am a Lifetime Member. But it wasn't until this time that I realized just how difficult it is to stay focused and keep the weight off...especially when not going to the weekly meetings. Thankfully, WW Lifetime Members requires you to weigh in once a month to stay active in the program. The problem with that is that it is easy to be lazy in the eating plan in which case refers to me. You, also, miss talking with others who share their successes and their struggles. I have picked up many great recipes by talking with other members. The up side to staying in WW is the real reason I joined WW in the first place...accountability!! I see now that this is what I need to stay with it. Otherwise, I would probably pick up that weight again. Running has kept my weight down, but the lack of eating correctly has me feeling hungry all the time and not so good inside. I have tried to "start anew" several times and I just don't stick with it.
But for those that claim that WW doesn't work only prove that they are NOT eating the plan! Actually, I get tired of hearing how they "use to be" a WW member or has "done it" several times only to still be overweight. This only proves that they enjoy being spoiled and eating what they want because they don't have "Mama" standing over them telling them "you can't have that piece of candy, it's too close to supper". Now, come on...that's the truth, huh? Admit it or not, you know deep inside the truth is lack of commitment and discipline. Of course, it's hard.
And for those that want to blame "metabolism" on it...let me dispell that lie. Dr. Oz (and everyone believes what he says) said that's exactly what it is...a lie. We can rest in whatever makes us feel good, lazy and spoiled all we want but tests can prove to differ. The metabolism theory was tested. It was done between a couple of long time friends, one skinny and one overweight. They followed them for a period of time (I think a month), watching what they ate, what they did and how active they were. The bottom line is...all of that made NO difference whatsoever because they ate and did the same things. Both were inactive, per se'. Either you eat and exercise and begin to get healthy or you don't and get sick and fat (or even skinny)...that's it!
We have these bodies to take care of...no choice here. There are so many things we can eat that are good for us. You may not "like" to eat right, but I feel a lot of that is because we don't "want" to eat right and choose to eat what we want. So what are we going to tell God when our time on earth has come to an end and we are so unhealthy? Why haven't we been taking care of the very shell that we were given to live in? We live in America and have so many things to choose from to eat. Either we can learn the things that fuels our body and learn to eat correctly or we can be lazy and grab whatever temptations come our way. It's our choice. We live in a lazy society. Note, mind you, I did not say busy. Oh, yeah, we are busier than ever but how? Doing what we WANT to do and not what we need to do. Take care of yourself so you can enjoy life longer...it is mostly in your hands.
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
One More Before No
Got in a run this morning before leaving to go to Jackson for minor surgery. Did a great ab and core workout along with weights and floorwork. This procedure takes me out of running for 5-7 days. Having this done every 5 months, I never seem to be able to "accept" the change...even for a short period of time.
On the good side...I got my Brazil Butt Lift in the mail today. Okay, I'm a sucker for some of the infomercials. This just looked like good workouts for the butt. The best part...it comes with a pencil! You know what that's for!! So since I am on hold for the running, this package was well received. Hopefully, I will be able to begin my workouts real soon. I'll keep you posted. Can't wait....
On the good side...I got my Brazil Butt Lift in the mail today. Okay, I'm a sucker for some of the infomercials. This just looked like good workouts for the butt. The best part...it comes with a pencil! You know what that's for!! So since I am on hold for the running, this package was well received. Hopefully, I will be able to begin my workouts real soon. I'll keep you posted. Can't wait....
Monday, April 19, 2010
Lots A Running
Last week we did a lot of running. At least, for me. Here is a snapshot of my daily workouts:
Sunday: Biked 4 miles
Monday: Ran 5 miles
Tues: Ran 5 miles
Wed: Ran 6.1 miles
Thurs: Ran 4.1 miles
Fri: Rest
Sat: Ran 6.2 miles
The entire time we were in Pensacola, the weather was beautiful but the wind was strong. We ran anyhow. After running my first half marathon, I realized training "elements" are good for you though you don't know it at the time. Several times I had to run in gusty winds. When time came to run the half, it was then I realized the previous running was great preparation. Winds were 25-30 mph throughout the entire race with temps in the 30's making me wear layers and layers of clothing!! A record breaker for the race. It was beautiful, but these things were a challenge to say the least.
At the race Saturday, the Gulf Coast Classic, I thought I was ready for beach wind. But when we drove up, I told Kent that my stomach wasn't feeling well. This annoyed me and I chalked it up to pre-race nerves. For some reason, I get the jitters before a 10k but no other race, even half marathons! Go figure...it makes no sense. The last run I had done (on Thursday) was a series of fartleks. I had hoped with this and the running I had done this week it would prepare me for a great race time. The weather was gorgeous, temps were perfect, breeze (not wind) was fantastic and the course was flat. Perfect criteria for a PR.
BUT...at the first half mile I realized this was not going to be the case for me. My stomach was getting upset. There should be absolutely NO reason for this. I take great care in eating correctly the night before a longer race to fuel my body for what it needs. I kept going but at a much slower pace. When I would increase my speed, my body told me "NO WAY", so back to a slower pace I went. This went back and forth adding to this the thought of even walking part of it; but I didn't have to.
I was so disappointed as I felt so ready for a great run. I saw the clock as I neared the Finish Line and instead of the usual push at the end, I kept my slow pace and eased in. My Garmin read 57:59!! Awwww!! This is horrid to say the least! So I figured the official time would be a second slower as I looked up exactly when I crossed the line. But there was an error somewhere as they recorded 58:18...that is just not right. You can't be off that much. So in lieu of this discrepancy, I will maintain my Garmin reading as the correct one. It's never off more than 2 seconds from the clock. This is close to 3 minutes off my usual 10k time! All I could think about was finding a bathroom to go get sick. And that I did. I was so glad this was over. Though I'm smiling here, I'm sick as a dog!
Kent had a great time. His racing times have really changed in the past couple of years but this day it was better.
Here are a few pictures of the park and a beautiful memorial to those that lost their lives in Hurricane Katrina.
When we got back to the camper, I curled up and went to bed. After a good nap, I felt so much better. By the following day, I felt like the "bug" or whatever had run it's course. Whew! I was afraid I had contracted something. Now, to focus on the next 10k!!
Sunday: Biked 4 miles
Monday: Ran 5 miles
Tues: Ran 5 miles
Wed: Ran 6.1 miles
Thurs: Ran 4.1 miles
Fri: Rest
Sat: Ran 6.2 miles
The entire time we were in Pensacola, the weather was beautiful but the wind was strong. We ran anyhow. After running my first half marathon, I realized training "elements" are good for you though you don't know it at the time. Several times I had to run in gusty winds. When time came to run the half, it was then I realized the previous running was great preparation. Winds were 25-30 mph throughout the entire race with temps in the 30's making me wear layers and layers of clothing!! A record breaker for the race. It was beautiful, but these things were a challenge to say the least.
At the race Saturday, the Gulf Coast Classic, I thought I was ready for beach wind. But when we drove up, I told Kent that my stomach wasn't feeling well. This annoyed me and I chalked it up to pre-race nerves. For some reason, I get the jitters before a 10k but no other race, even half marathons! Go figure...it makes no sense. The last run I had done (on Thursday) was a series of fartleks. I had hoped with this and the running I had done this week it would prepare me for a great race time. The weather was gorgeous, temps were perfect, breeze (not wind) was fantastic and the course was flat. Perfect criteria for a PR.
BUT...at the first half mile I realized this was not going to be the case for me. My stomach was getting upset. There should be absolutely NO reason for this. I take great care in eating correctly the night before a longer race to fuel my body for what it needs. I kept going but at a much slower pace. When I would increase my speed, my body told me "NO WAY", so back to a slower pace I went. This went back and forth adding to this the thought of even walking part of it; but I didn't have to.
I was so disappointed as I felt so ready for a great run. I saw the clock as I neared the Finish Line and instead of the usual push at the end, I kept my slow pace and eased in. My Garmin read 57:59!! Awwww!! This is horrid to say the least! So I figured the official time would be a second slower as I looked up exactly when I crossed the line. But there was an error somewhere as they recorded 58:18...that is just not right. You can't be off that much. So in lieu of this discrepancy, I will maintain my Garmin reading as the correct one. It's never off more than 2 seconds from the clock. This is close to 3 minutes off my usual 10k time! All I could think about was finding a bathroom to go get sick. And that I did. I was so glad this was over. Though I'm smiling here, I'm sick as a dog!
Kent had a great time. His racing times have really changed in the past couple of years but this day it was better.
Here are a few pictures of the park and a beautiful memorial to those that lost their lives in Hurricane Katrina.
When we got back to the camper, I curled up and went to bed. After a good nap, I felt so much better. By the following day, I felt like the "bug" or whatever had run it's course. Whew! I was afraid I had contracted something. Now, to focus on the next 10k!!
Saturday, April 10, 2010
What a Great Day in Pensacola
Fun, fun, fun! What a beautiful day it was today! This morning Kent and I ran in the Pensacola "Run for Their Lives" 5k. This is a benefit for those who have been sexual abused. What a great reason to run! There was a light beach wind and the temp was in the low 60's. The course was fast and flat. Perfect!!
The run started and I felt great. Before I knew it, my pace had gotten much faster than in past races (at least since I've gotten my Garmin). This watch has become my best running friend and I can hardly go a half mile without consulting it; it helps me maintain my pace. I LOVE IT!!!
Back to the run...I began running in the 7:00 time frame for the first mile. I couldn't believe it..and only with a little push in my breathing. I knew I had to slow down in order to maintain a decent pace to the end. When the race leveled out and everyone was at their pace, I found that there was another lady that seemed to be running my pace. We passed each other a few times; then I decided to let her keep the lead. She stayed close to me and I thought I might have a chance to pass her later on. This was so good for me as it helped me run my best. Our pace was the same. As we neared the end, I got my second win and made for it. I felt so good today. When I got close to the time clock, I got so excited. I actually saw (which I do not see well in the distance) the reading: 25:49. No way! This gave me another push...that is, to beat my previous best time. It was then as I began surveying this thought that I realized I was really going to have to run hard to reach a PR. This is so much fun!! As I ran harder, the spectators began cheering and that pumped me, too. Of course, I'm so ignorant to racing to know that more than likely the lady I had passed was still close behind; but there was no way anyone was going to pass me at this point. I reached the clock where it read 26:14! I could hardly stand it! I wanted to jump up and cheer and laugh and cry. It has been a long time since I had achieved a new PR.
But the realization came when the awards began. The lady I ran with and beat at the end was eligible for the Grand Masters award, too! Can I tell you how happy I was that I got that extra adrenalin and push at the end?? I don't think so...this was one award that was the most competitive I've gotten. Boy, did I need this! I think I can "feel" like I can compete again.
Kent improved his time a lot. He was under 29 minutes...he had not run this time for over a year. I'm so proud of him! He received First Place in his age group. Here we are receiving our awards:
They had great refreshments afterward and music. The band that played donated their time for the cause after having pulled an all-nighter the night before and to do it again Saturday night. There were many sponsors and great door prizes. Kent won one to a local restaurant. We had so much fun. It was perfect in every way.
The run started and I felt great. Before I knew it, my pace had gotten much faster than in past races (at least since I've gotten my Garmin). This watch has become my best running friend and I can hardly go a half mile without consulting it; it helps me maintain my pace. I LOVE IT!!!
Back to the run...I began running in the 7:00 time frame for the first mile. I couldn't believe it..and only with a little push in my breathing. I knew I had to slow down in order to maintain a decent pace to the end. When the race leveled out and everyone was at their pace, I found that there was another lady that seemed to be running my pace. We passed each other a few times; then I decided to let her keep the lead. She stayed close to me and I thought I might have a chance to pass her later on. This was so good for me as it helped me run my best. Our pace was the same. As we neared the end, I got my second win and made for it. I felt so good today. When I got close to the time clock, I got so excited. I actually saw (which I do not see well in the distance) the reading: 25:49. No way! This gave me another push...that is, to beat my previous best time. It was then as I began surveying this thought that I realized I was really going to have to run hard to reach a PR. This is so much fun!! As I ran harder, the spectators began cheering and that pumped me, too. Of course, I'm so ignorant to racing to know that more than likely the lady I had passed was still close behind; but there was no way anyone was going to pass me at this point. I reached the clock where it read 26:14! I could hardly stand it! I wanted to jump up and cheer and laugh and cry. It has been a long time since I had achieved a new PR.
But the realization came when the awards began. The lady I ran with and beat at the end was eligible for the Grand Masters award, too! Can I tell you how happy I was that I got that extra adrenalin and push at the end?? I don't think so...this was one award that was the most competitive I've gotten. Boy, did I need this! I think I can "feel" like I can compete again.
Kent improved his time a lot. He was under 29 minutes...he had not run this time for over a year. I'm so proud of him! He received First Place in his age group. Here we are receiving our awards:
They had great refreshments afterward and music. The band that played donated their time for the cause after having pulled an all-nighter the night before and to do it again Saturday night. There were many sponsors and great door prizes. Kent won one to a local restaurant. We had so much fun. It was perfect in every way.
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Azalea Trail Race & Week of Runs
This past week has been a good running week for me as you can see in my Weekly Running Log above. I put in more miles this week preparing for the Azalea Trail 10k than I have since my injury in the Mardi Gras Half Marathon. It was the first time I could run without pain (or little pain). I ran slow easy paces so that I could run the ATR and not walk.
My plan was to run 3 miles on Thursday at a competitive speed; but that didn't work out. It was VERY humid and hard to breathe so I got 3 miles any way I could hoping it would be enough for the 10k in a couple of days. My goal had been to run, not walk, and with little or no pain. Now that I was feeling better, my competitive part of me wanted to aim for speed and forget the fact that I had hardly run since my injury. With the 3 mile run ending my runs for the week until the race, I settled on accepting a 10 minute mile pace for the 10k.
ON TO THE AZALEA TRAIL:
Saturday came and I felt really good. I had experienced no recent pains with the exception of one here and there to remind me that it could still have control of me when it wants to. But it was waning in intensity and regularity so I was hoping my body was getting control again. Having babied my cracked rib for a while now, my thinking was that it was healing well. Although...it had been a month since the fall! I mean, how long can a runner wait??? Right??
The temp was in the mid forty's and the weather was clear. Everything was great for a Spring 10k. The air was filled with excitement and people were beginning to gather everywhere you looked. This year the ATR added a 5k which many participated in. I think it was a great idea. Also, new this year was a chipped bib. I was excited about this thinking my "real" time would be the recorded result and I could compare it with my Garmin. Although I take the Garmin over any other type of recording since it is satellite regulated.
My plan was to shoot for a 10 minute pace. Competing against my time last year, which was my best 10k to date, was out of the question as I didn't want to damage any healing I had received over the month. BUT, as with all races, once the gun is fired, the legs and feet have only one goal...run as fast as you can. I "tried" not to do this but it is absolutely the most exciting time of the race with entering the shoot a close second. Everyone is so hyped up and no one is tired, hurt, or sick at this point. This is sooo much fun!
I constantly looked at my watch to see my pace and, of course, it was faster than I had intended on running. But I thought after the first mile, I'd slow down just from the fact that I hadn't run like this in quite a while. The second mile marker appeared and I was still keeping the faster pace with ease. I just knew that I would be pooped by the 5th mile if I didn't take it easier. Then I did a little evaluating. How am I feeling? Am I breathing too hard? How is my rib feeling? Are my legs or feet hurting? And, honestly, I must say "No" to all of these questions. So.....I kept running.
Before I knew it, the 5k'ers were entering the race with us at the 5 mile mark. BIG problem here...Although I was excited about having a 5k and even at the same time, the funnelling in with the longer race runners was almost a disaster. You begin to see that the walkers from the 5k were taking the entire road. Now, your mission for the race has changed from achieving a good time to avoiding obstacles...like baby carriages side by side and talkers strolling in the middle of the road and small children everywhere!! This caused a lot of slowing down and weaving and bobbing killing precious time. And this was at the 5 mile mark...basically the end when you're pushing a little harder for a better time!! I did my best in pushing my way through them and finished with a great time but wondered how I would have done without the extra "issues" we had to encounter. Hopefully, they will rethink how to bring the two races together for a smooter transition for next year.
As mentioned earlier, my goal was a 10 minute mile pace. My Garmin results were: 55:41 with a 8:53 pace!! I was sooooo excited. And comparing with last year's results, that was only 28 seconds off! I couldn't believe it. Now, I really can't wait until next year's race! Kent ran a good race, too. He beat the 30 minutes he had wanted to do in the 5k. We are off to a great year of racing!!
A FINAL NOTE: The thing I like about races is that size and shape make no difference! Anyone can do it and should. If you can't tackle a 10k you should be able to do a 5k. I mean, really...a woman can walk miles shopping, even one or two getting groceries in Wal-Mart alone! So what's the excuse? You CAN do it!!
My plan was to run 3 miles on Thursday at a competitive speed; but that didn't work out. It was VERY humid and hard to breathe so I got 3 miles any way I could hoping it would be enough for the 10k in a couple of days. My goal had been to run, not walk, and with little or no pain. Now that I was feeling better, my competitive part of me wanted to aim for speed and forget the fact that I had hardly run since my injury. With the 3 mile run ending my runs for the week until the race, I settled on accepting a 10 minute mile pace for the 10k.
ON TO THE AZALEA TRAIL:
Saturday came and I felt really good. I had experienced no recent pains with the exception of one here and there to remind me that it could still have control of me when it wants to. But it was waning in intensity and regularity so I was hoping my body was getting control again. Having babied my cracked rib for a while now, my thinking was that it was healing well. Although...it had been a month since the fall! I mean, how long can a runner wait??? Right??
The temp was in the mid forty's and the weather was clear. Everything was great for a Spring 10k. The air was filled with excitement and people were beginning to gather everywhere you looked. This year the ATR added a 5k which many participated in. I think it was a great idea. Also, new this year was a chipped bib. I was excited about this thinking my "real" time would be the recorded result and I could compare it with my Garmin. Although I take the Garmin over any other type of recording since it is satellite regulated.
My plan was to shoot for a 10 minute pace. Competing against my time last year, which was my best 10k to date, was out of the question as I didn't want to damage any healing I had received over the month. BUT, as with all races, once the gun is fired, the legs and feet have only one goal...run as fast as you can. I "tried" not to do this but it is absolutely the most exciting time of the race with entering the shoot a close second. Everyone is so hyped up and no one is tired, hurt, or sick at this point. This is sooo much fun!
I constantly looked at my watch to see my pace and, of course, it was faster than I had intended on running. But I thought after the first mile, I'd slow down just from the fact that I hadn't run like this in quite a while. The second mile marker appeared and I was still keeping the faster pace with ease. I just knew that I would be pooped by the 5th mile if I didn't take it easier. Then I did a little evaluating. How am I feeling? Am I breathing too hard? How is my rib feeling? Are my legs or feet hurting? And, honestly, I must say "No" to all of these questions. So.....I kept running.
Before I knew it, the 5k'ers were entering the race with us at the 5 mile mark. BIG problem here...Although I was excited about having a 5k and even at the same time, the funnelling in with the longer race runners was almost a disaster. You begin to see that the walkers from the 5k were taking the entire road. Now, your mission for the race has changed from achieving a good time to avoiding obstacles...like baby carriages side by side and talkers strolling in the middle of the road and small children everywhere!! This caused a lot of slowing down and weaving and bobbing killing precious time. And this was at the 5 mile mark...basically the end when you're pushing a little harder for a better time!! I did my best in pushing my way through them and finished with a great time but wondered how I would have done without the extra "issues" we had to encounter. Hopefully, they will rethink how to bring the two races together for a smooter transition for next year.
As mentioned earlier, my goal was a 10 minute mile pace. My Garmin results were: 55:41 with a 8:53 pace!! I was sooooo excited. And comparing with last year's results, that was only 28 seconds off! I couldn't believe it. Now, I really can't wait until next year's race! Kent ran a good race, too. He beat the 30 minutes he had wanted to do in the 5k. We are off to a great year of racing!!
A FINAL NOTE: The thing I like about races is that size and shape make no difference! Anyone can do it and should. If you can't tackle a 10k you should be able to do a 5k. I mean, really...a woman can walk miles shopping, even one or two getting groceries in Wal-Mart alone! So what's the excuse? You CAN do it!!
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Eagle 5k Race
Saturday was the Eagle 5k Race. It started at 9:30 with the Fun Run preceding the 5k. There were so many sweet children in the Fun Run and I enjoyed watching them run. Since I didn't want to run a race until the Azalea Trail, I was on the sidelines watching everyone. This has been so hard for me but I didn't want to mess up next weekend. The police had to make last minute changes to the race course for the 5k due to five other conflicts and being spread out all over. So the race was basically run in two halves with the midway turn-around being at the beginning of the course. I'm sure this pleased Leonard, the Race Director, greatly. The humidity was high but it didn't rain.
Three seconds into the race. Check out my Joe Cool here!
At the turn around.
Coming in after a hard-to-breathe kinda race!
Some fellow Gulf Coast Club Racers. Our fearless leader, Leonard. Sorry the clock wasn't in view to capture the time.
Bob C. crossing the line.
Nancy P. coming in. I know she enjoyed running for a change.
Sausage, red beans and rice were served afterward along with bananas and drinks. Finally, a quick snapshot of me ... I know you've been waiting for this one ...
Three seconds into the race. Check out my Joe Cool here!
At the turn around.
Coming in after a hard-to-breathe kinda race!
Some fellow Gulf Coast Club Racers. Our fearless leader, Leonard. Sorry the clock wasn't in view to capture the time.
Bob C. crossing the line.
Nancy P. coming in. I know she enjoyed running for a change.
Sausage, red beans and rice were served afterward along with bananas and drinks. Finally, a quick snapshot of me ... I know you've been waiting for this one ...
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Medical Update
Got the results of my MRI and everything seems clear. I am now told that I have a cracked rib. I am thankful that that is all there is to it and it will heal on its own. I am feeling much better today and am running a little more each time, which is every other day right now. My run today was the fastest I've run since the injury and almost up to my norm. Wanting to run as best as I can, my runs will not be paced as fast as I usually run since I want to run medium to well at the Azalea Trail 10k Race in a week. Hopefully, it won't be long and I'll be good as new.
I am so blessed to be in good shape and thankful that I have a real yearning to take care of myself. And, best of all, to have a husband and friends that love this sport I'm falling deeper in love with all the time!
I am so blessed to be in good shape and thankful that I have a real yearning to take care of myself. And, best of all, to have a husband and friends that love this sport I'm falling deeper in love with all the time!
Monday, March 15, 2010
St. Patrick's Day 5k
The 5k Race Saturday was great! Though I couldn't...and didn't...run, I felt better than I had since the half marathon accident two weeks ago. It was a beautiful, yet windy, day! I gladly cheered Kent on. It was a great race for him! He has continued to have problems with his feet but today he ran well and did better than he expected.
Being thankful that I wasn't in pain for the first time in many days, I resorted to enjoying the beautiful sunshine until Kent came in. Then minutes before the race began, Leonard V. came to me and asked if I would take pictures at the beginning of the race. I was so excited that I had something "running-related" to do AND as a GCRC member, too! I felt useful! He'll never know how much I appreciated helping out. Thanks, Leonard!!!!! I was about to bust to run and this helped me so much.
Kent came in almost TWO minutes better than he was expecting even in the face of strong head winds on the return coming in at 29:43!! Fantastic job, Honey!!
My hero...
Winners! Can you tell Bob is excited?? (I think it was the weather, you think!) Kent received 3rd place...
The course was a flat, fast one...one I really looked forward to. There were many participants; the race was an overall success. There were all kinds of drinks available as well as oranges, bananas and pineapples. Now, I have next year to shoot for. I will work harder than ever for 2011!
A few candid pictures...
Being thankful that I wasn't in pain for the first time in many days, I resorted to enjoying the beautiful sunshine until Kent came in. Then minutes before the race began, Leonard V. came to me and asked if I would take pictures at the beginning of the race. I was so excited that I had something "running-related" to do AND as a GCRC member, too! I felt useful! He'll never know how much I appreciated helping out. Thanks, Leonard!!!!! I was about to bust to run and this helped me so much.
Kent came in almost TWO minutes better than he was expecting even in the face of strong head winds on the return coming in at 29:43!! Fantastic job, Honey!!
My hero...
Winners! Can you tell Bob is excited?? (I think it was the weather, you think!) Kent received 3rd place...
The course was a flat, fast one...one I really looked forward to. There were many participants; the race was an overall success. There were all kinds of drinks available as well as oranges, bananas and pineapples. Now, I have next year to shoot for. I will work harder than ever for 2011!
A few candid pictures...
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Prayers
For those that pray, I would ask for your prayers. I am really down. The fall I recently experienced has caused so many problems that seem to pop up. An MRI is scheduled tomorrow for my left side. Not sure what is going on. Am afraid of more trauma. Can't do much and yet there is so much planned to do. Thank you for your prayers!!
Friday, March 5, 2010
It's Now Been Confirmed!
I decided to go out for an easy 3 miler yesterday since my accident on Sunday. It was beautiful and I wanted to get out so bad. Nothing seem to hurt, so I thought I'd give it a try. I started out well then the pain took control! During my first mile, a sharp, burning pain shot through my left side. At first, I thought this was going to be a single incident so I ran another few steps; but it happened again and continued. What was this? I had not experienced this yet. I had felt a soreness and dull ache in this area right after the fall and for a couple of days but it seemed to have gotten better. The pain was so sharp that I stopped suddenly and grabbed my chest. Immediately I knew I could not run another step without intense pain. I began walking back to the truck and realized it stopped hurting and decided to complete my 3 miles with a walk. If I walked too fast, a dull pain would nudge me to remind me that it was still there but was being gracious to this stubborn runner.
By the time I got home, the pain returned and stayed with me. I could hardly stand it. I called the Sports Medicine Clinic in Hattiesburg and explained to them the events leading up to today's pain and they insisted on seeing me this morning. I was glad to oblige. The pain scared me as I wasn't sure that maybe I had a torn muscle from the fall and the running irritated it. Since the pain was so sharp and intense, I wanted to find out just exactly what was going on.
This morning I saw the doctor and after examination, she determined that I had a strained, torn muscle at the breastbone. She gave me some meds, some of which I can't wait to take (at night) for relief. Said that muscle relaxers would help me a lot in healing and to lay off running until next weekend (not tomomrrow). Ugh!!! I want to run outside so bad.
Though I have 3 races planned for the next three weekends (not tomorrow), the one I want to be sure I can do is the third one, the Azalea Trail 10k Run. So, I will be a good girl, do what the doc says, and wait this thing out; even if I have to miss the first two races.
But New Orleans hasn't heard the last of me yet. I WILL return next year. I will NOT let the New Orleans streets beat me...I'm coming back!!!!!!!
By the time I got home, the pain returned and stayed with me. I could hardly stand it. I called the Sports Medicine Clinic in Hattiesburg and explained to them the events leading up to today's pain and they insisted on seeing me this morning. I was glad to oblige. The pain scared me as I wasn't sure that maybe I had a torn muscle from the fall and the running irritated it. Since the pain was so sharp and intense, I wanted to find out just exactly what was going on.
This morning I saw the doctor and after examination, she determined that I had a strained, torn muscle at the breastbone. She gave me some meds, some of which I can't wait to take (at night) for relief. Said that muscle relaxers would help me a lot in healing and to lay off running until next weekend (not tomomrrow). Ugh!!! I want to run outside so bad.
Though I have 3 races planned for the next three weekends (not tomorrow), the one I want to be sure I can do is the third one, the Azalea Trail 10k Run. So, I will be a good girl, do what the doc says, and wait this thing out; even if I have to miss the first two races.
But New Orleans hasn't heard the last of me yet. I WILL return next year. I will NOT let the New Orleans streets beat me...I'm coming back!!!!!!!
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Mardi Gras 1/2 Marathon
There's so much to share on this post. This was an Inaugural Race and had always been called the Mardi Gras 1/2 Marathon and Marathon Race until this year when it was renamed to the Rock 'n Roll Mardi Gras 1/2 Marathon and Marathon Race. It is now included in the Rock 'n Roll Series of races held throughout the country.
So, let's begin with how beautiful the day was. The sun was out and warm with no wind! Perfect...even the temp was perfect. We all lined up in our assigned Corrals (mine was #7). Each group was released according to each one's expected finish time with the first one being the fastest. There were twenty something corrals! Time was spaced between each corral release so as not to bottle-neck with so many runners participating. It was announced that there were 15,000 runners.
Excitement filled the air and people lined the streets to give us a great send-off. Less than a couple of years ago, I was one of them and now I'm proud to say that I'm now one of the ones being cheered on. It is a GREAT feeling!! Bands were stationed approximately every mile or so playing their hearts out for us as we passed. I believe there were about 20 in all.
The race seemed to fly by! Before I knew it we were at the first mile, then the second, then the 5k mark. I couldn't believe how fast the race was progressing with such ease. Guess it was because there was so much to see and hear. My iPod was off more than it was on during the race. Just before I got to the 7th mile, I called Kent to let him know that I was now into the last half of the race and that I was feeling great. My main concern had been my right hip as I've been experiencing some pain for the last 3 weeks but there had been NO pain so far. I had done very well in pacing myself and had decided to increase my speed when I got to the 10-11 mile marker.
Then, all of a sudden, things changed! Everything about me was weird as I felt myself airborne and suddenly FLAT on the ground!! If my hands had not caught me I would have kissed it! All I knew was that I was in a LOT of pain. Blood was everywhere, my whole right side was killing me. It seemed surreal as I felt myself hit the ground hard; first my hand, then my knee, followed by my right breast (sorry, but it was like I was in slow motion and pain hit each area specifically). My right knee was hurting bad. I was in agony and didn't know what had just happened. I never saw it coming. As I got up, I realized that my Garmin watch had been torn off my left wrist...torn off! I had fallen almost straight down and my left side got it, too. That hand was scratched up and the palm peeled back with skin hanging off. My right hand received the blunt of the fall. I hobbled over to the side to gather my senses and regain composure. I didn't know whether to cry or what, I was in shock trying to figure out what happened. Several people stopped to see if they could help and one sweet lady assisted me off the ground and asked if she could stay with me; but I told her no that I was fine. I could hardly speak at this time; I was stunned...I never saw it coming. But literally within seconds, I was on my way again...slowly at first, until I could overpower the pain in my right leg. Without walking any, I continued my running.
Then, out of the blue, I got mad! How could I have been so clumsy! As a matter of fact, I kept my eyes on the ground most of the time to prevent what had just happened. As I began to put the pieces together, I recalled looking up and the sun's rays caught my eye and blinded me for an nth of a second. It was then that I was personally introduced to New Orleans' fine street repairwork. My foot caught a "patched" place and it sent me flying through the air.
My right hand had torn open and flesh and blood was everywhere. Oh, the pain! I watched to see if it would coagulate and it did; therefore, I did not stop for first aid. The next couple of miles do not register with me. I do not remember them at all. Knowing the pain was going to stay with me until I got it looked at and bandaged, I focused on the race again. Surprisingly, I was doing well as far as running goes. Though I never increased my speed as I had hoped, I did regain the pace I was at before the fall. A First Aid station was inside the runner's shoot and I all but ran over there for assistance. I was still hurting and wanted to get this hand covered. Unfortunately, they couldn't give me anything for the pain; so we didn't stay long afterwards.
Later that day, when I was undressing, I saw bloody scratches on my left knee and my left arm all the way down my left side is so sore. My right knee is still swollen and deeply bruised as is my right hand. I do not bruise easy but let me tell you, if either of these two places are touched right now, I will probably scream! I am soooo very thankful that nothing was broken and that all of this will be nothing but a memory before long. It could have been so much worse.
Coming in to the Finish Line (I'm in black)
My prized medal...literally!!! It has gold gemstones all over it and must weigh 3 pounds!
Here are some pictures of my wounds that were taken a day and a half AFTER the race. Believe me when I tell you these wounds are almost healed now. This looks great! There is a large, deep bruise and still some swelling underneath the scratch on my right knee. It can hardly be touched even now.
You can see some bruising with great healing action going on here. Soreness is going away on this hand.
And the worse one...there is heavy trauma still going on with my right hand. It is still swollen quite bad and extremely tender to touch. The bruise is VERY deep but looks a ton better than it did when it happened. It is still an open wound. There are NO meds on it in this picture. And thanks to Tylenol, I'm gonna make it, ha!
All in all I really enjoyed the race...and don't be so critical when I say...I'd like to do this one again. It was flat and the course was very pretty. Let's just say I'm a determined kinda gal! I want to CONQUER these streets!!!
Below is a short slide that I made of a few Pacers that we met up with at the end of the half.
So, let's begin with how beautiful the day was. The sun was out and warm with no wind! Perfect...even the temp was perfect. We all lined up in our assigned Corrals (mine was #7). Each group was released according to each one's expected finish time with the first one being the fastest. There were twenty something corrals! Time was spaced between each corral release so as not to bottle-neck with so many runners participating. It was announced that there were 15,000 runners.
Excitement filled the air and people lined the streets to give us a great send-off. Less than a couple of years ago, I was one of them and now I'm proud to say that I'm now one of the ones being cheered on. It is a GREAT feeling!! Bands were stationed approximately every mile or so playing their hearts out for us as we passed. I believe there were about 20 in all.
The race seemed to fly by! Before I knew it we were at the first mile, then the second, then the 5k mark. I couldn't believe how fast the race was progressing with such ease. Guess it was because there was so much to see and hear. My iPod was off more than it was on during the race. Just before I got to the 7th mile, I called Kent to let him know that I was now into the last half of the race and that I was feeling great. My main concern had been my right hip as I've been experiencing some pain for the last 3 weeks but there had been NO pain so far. I had done very well in pacing myself and had decided to increase my speed when I got to the 10-11 mile marker.
Then, all of a sudden, things changed! Everything about me was weird as I felt myself airborne and suddenly FLAT on the ground!! If my hands had not caught me I would have kissed it! All I knew was that I was in a LOT of pain. Blood was everywhere, my whole right side was killing me. It seemed surreal as I felt myself hit the ground hard; first my hand, then my knee, followed by my right breast (sorry, but it was like I was in slow motion and pain hit each area specifically). My right knee was hurting bad. I was in agony and didn't know what had just happened. I never saw it coming. As I got up, I realized that my Garmin watch had been torn off my left wrist...torn off! I had fallen almost straight down and my left side got it, too. That hand was scratched up and the palm peeled back with skin hanging off. My right hand received the blunt of the fall. I hobbled over to the side to gather my senses and regain composure. I didn't know whether to cry or what, I was in shock trying to figure out what happened. Several people stopped to see if they could help and one sweet lady assisted me off the ground and asked if she could stay with me; but I told her no that I was fine. I could hardly speak at this time; I was stunned...I never saw it coming. But literally within seconds, I was on my way again...slowly at first, until I could overpower the pain in my right leg. Without walking any, I continued my running.
Then, out of the blue, I got mad! How could I have been so clumsy! As a matter of fact, I kept my eyes on the ground most of the time to prevent what had just happened. As I began to put the pieces together, I recalled looking up and the sun's rays caught my eye and blinded me for an nth of a second. It was then that I was personally introduced to New Orleans' fine street repairwork. My foot caught a "patched" place and it sent me flying through the air.
My right hand had torn open and flesh and blood was everywhere. Oh, the pain! I watched to see if it would coagulate and it did; therefore, I did not stop for first aid. The next couple of miles do not register with me. I do not remember them at all. Knowing the pain was going to stay with me until I got it looked at and bandaged, I focused on the race again. Surprisingly, I was doing well as far as running goes. Though I never increased my speed as I had hoped, I did regain the pace I was at before the fall. A First Aid station was inside the runner's shoot and I all but ran over there for assistance. I was still hurting and wanted to get this hand covered. Unfortunately, they couldn't give me anything for the pain; so we didn't stay long afterwards.
Later that day, when I was undressing, I saw bloody scratches on my left knee and my left arm all the way down my left side is so sore. My right knee is still swollen and deeply bruised as is my right hand. I do not bruise easy but let me tell you, if either of these two places are touched right now, I will probably scream! I am soooo very thankful that nothing was broken and that all of this will be nothing but a memory before long. It could have been so much worse.
Coming in to the Finish Line (I'm in black)
My prized medal...literally!!! It has gold gemstones all over it and must weigh 3 pounds!
Here are some pictures of my wounds that were taken a day and a half AFTER the race. Believe me when I tell you these wounds are almost healed now. This looks great! There is a large, deep bruise and still some swelling underneath the scratch on my right knee. It can hardly be touched even now.
You can see some bruising with great healing action going on here. Soreness is going away on this hand.
And the worse one...there is heavy trauma still going on with my right hand. It is still swollen quite bad and extremely tender to touch. The bruise is VERY deep but looks a ton better than it did when it happened. It is still an open wound. There are NO meds on it in this picture. And thanks to Tylenol, I'm gonna make it, ha!
All in all I really enjoyed the race...and don't be so critical when I say...I'd like to do this one again. It was flat and the course was very pretty. Let's just say I'm a determined kinda gal! I want to CONQUER these streets!!!
Below is a short slide that I made of a few Pacers that we met up with at the end of the half.
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Today's Run & More Pics
Today's run "should" have been more fun than it was. Though it was a little chilly, it's a beautiful day. I am "learning" to like colder weather...there's a different attitude happening and thoughts of embracing uncomfortable weather is getting better. Now, don't get me wrong, I'm not sure I'll EVER love (or even like) wind, especially cold wind; but dressing properly is definitely the key to continuing and enjoying winter running. Today, I am experiencing some pain in my right hip. It has been a little painful and sore since Saturday. Not sure what's going on. Maybe I strained it on the hills, especially the final one, in the race the other day. Ice and drugs are definitely on the list today.
Below are a few more pics from the Gimme Shelter 5k.
Me and Frank at the beginning of the race.
Check out this hunk!! I'll take him home! Love you, Honey!
Good running
Me, Ginny, Donna and Audrey after the race
Thanks Nestor for taking precious time away from your run to take all of these!!! You're priceless to the Club!!
Below are a few more pics from the Gimme Shelter 5k.
Me and Frank at the beginning of the race.
Check out this hunk!! I'll take him home! Love you, Honey!
Good running
Me, Ginny, Donna and Audrey after the race
Thanks Nestor for taking precious time away from your run to take all of these!!! You're priceless to the Club!!
Sunday, February 21, 2010
Gimme Shelter 5k
Though the day started out quite cold...28 degrees by my gauge at home...it ended up a gorgeous warmer one!!! As we got ready to go to Hattiesburg to participate in the Gimme Shelter 5k, I tried to talk myself out of going because of the cold. I rarely run in cold weather and when it is, I wait until the warmer part of the day to do it. But when it is a race, you are locked in to the time. So I jumped in my running clothes (all 3 layers of 'em) and hesitantly headed to the truck shivering all the way. I knew once I got that far, there would be no turning back. And I knew that once I met up with fellow runners the cold would NOT be the main topic of conversation. The race was held at University Baptist Church where a fellow pacer, Bro. Phillip Reynolds, is pastor. The proceeds from the run went to benefit the homeless in a town in Mexico. Great reason to run, huh?
It seemed so long since we've gotten together for a race. The last one was January 1st for the Steam Whistle 12k, practically 8 weeks ago! I missed every one of my PBPers. When we pulled into the parking lot, I immediately saw Audrey. Now, don't get me wrong, she is a regular gal and neither the way she looked nor what she wore grabbed my attention...BUT her dancing around to keep warm with this huge smile drew me in. I could hardly wait to get with the group. Now, on to the pictures...
This first one I had to share. This was the youngest runner for the 5k!! That's right, I said 5k, 3.1 miles! This picture is not of a child running in a Fun Run. Isn't he just precious!! Look at how earnest he is with that little tongue out and in running mode! The way his little blonde hair is swirled around on top of his head looks like a little halo, don't it? Now....there's no excuse....get out and do SOMETHING!! Recall this picture if it helps to get you motivated.
The next several are action pictures. First up are of Kent and me.
There were so many taken I only posted a few. You can see all of them here. Audrey, Ginny, Frank and Nestor are shown below. Nestor ran ahead of me, stopped took my picture, ran more, stopped and took more, all throughout the race!! He has the sweetest attitude in doing this and a great runner to boot. I'm glad someone got his picture. Thanks, Nestor!
We both received awards. Kent got 3rd place in his age group and I received the Grand Masters award with a gift certificate to Soccer Locker.
With all of this said, I will gladly leave you with a picture of how we all felt when we got to the finish line UPHILL!!
It seemed so long since we've gotten together for a race. The last one was January 1st for the Steam Whistle 12k, practically 8 weeks ago! I missed every one of my PBPers. When we pulled into the parking lot, I immediately saw Audrey. Now, don't get me wrong, she is a regular gal and neither the way she looked nor what she wore grabbed my attention...BUT her dancing around to keep warm with this huge smile drew me in. I could hardly wait to get with the group. Now, on to the pictures...
This first one I had to share. This was the youngest runner for the 5k!! That's right, I said 5k, 3.1 miles! This picture is not of a child running in a Fun Run. Isn't he just precious!! Look at how earnest he is with that little tongue out and in running mode! The way his little blonde hair is swirled around on top of his head looks like a little halo, don't it? Now....there's no excuse....get out and do SOMETHING!! Recall this picture if it helps to get you motivated.
The next several are action pictures. First up are of Kent and me. 
There were so many taken I only posted a few. You can see all of them here. Audrey, Ginny, Frank and Nestor are shown below. Nestor ran ahead of me, stopped took my picture, ran more, stopped and took more, all throughout the race!! He has the sweetest attitude in doing this and a great runner to boot. I'm glad someone got his picture. Thanks, Nestor!
We both received awards. Kent got 3rd place in his age group and I received the Grand Masters award with a gift certificate to Soccer Locker.
With all of this said, I will gladly leave you with a picture of how we all felt when we got to the finish line UPHILL!!
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