When did I first start running in a skirt? I have to be honest, I’m not 100% sure. I know I didn’t run my first two 5ks in a skirt. Or my first two halfs, for that matter. I believe the first half I ran in a skirt was the Runner’s World Half in 2014. After that there was no turning back; I was sold on the comfort of my skirts and the pockets.
Skirts have taken me many places since that half marathon 4 years ago, and not just running, oh no.
C’mon get happy! When I first started to run in skirts, they were strictly for running, and they were not short skirts. It wasn’t really that I was ashamed of my body, it was simply I didn’t really think I’d be comfortable in a shorter skirt and maybe felt a bit too self conscious to show off my legs — not my favorite body part from an aesthetic point of view.
Wearing a skirt to run in made me happy (and coincidentally the Skirt Sports skirt I was running in was called Happy Girl), made me feel like a runner — even though there weren’t a whole lot of women running in skirts at the time — and the pockets. I needed those pockets! Still do.
These days I no longer run in the Happy Girl skirt, but I do love living in them during the summer. They take me easily through my day from walking the dogs, to doing some yoga or some strength training.
Gaining confidence As I gained confidence as a runner, I began to be much more motivated by clothing that was functional — and cute, of course, always cute — than by the length. Hot day? I needed a shorter skirt. Run in a tank rather than a tee? Why yes, please.
I dabbled in the shorter skirts — no one ever keeled over laughing at me. Capris, leggings, long skirts, short skirts . . . it really just depended on what I was doing and what the weather was doing.
It motivates me to look cute, but I will always choose function over cuteness. If I’m comfortable, I run better; it’s really pretty simple when you boil it down.
Skirts aren’t just for running I walk the dogs every day: there are poop bags, there are treats, I need my phone.
If it’s hot out, I don’t want to wear jeans, but shorts never have enough pockets to safely store everything I need to carry with me.
I often like my hands free when I’m touring a new city, too, but I still need my phone, some cash, and usually some snacks, too.
Hiking the last couple of years has taken me to some gorgeous places. And I don’t want to be weighed down by jeans in the heat.
I’ve even SUPPed in my skirts!
What’s the best activewear for you?
It’s just the same as when is the best time to exercise for you — morning or night? The answer is the time you’ll do it. I feel comfortable in my Skirt Sports. I have the pockets to carry what I need on the run or while hiking or touring new places. And when it gets cold, I feel comfortable in leggings and skirted leggings and so on from Skirt Sports, too.
If you’ve never tried a skirt, I hope I’ve convinced you that they are cute, functional, and work for a lot more than just running. But be careful — skirt is a lot like potato chips. You can’t own just one.
And if skirts aren’t your thing, that’s cool. Whatever makes you feel like a tough chick — that’s what you need to wear. If you do want to give Skirt a try, don’t forget to use the $20 off code BDAY14 (code expires 9/23/18, one time only please, and a minimum purchase of $50).
Talk to me:
What do you feel comfortable being active in?
Have you ever tried running in a skirt?
Do your running clothes get used for more than just running?
It was a much quieter week — figuratively (as in more sleep, less drama) and literally (as in Lola stopped honking, although she’s not completely back to normal). Maybe I should have called this “here we go again”, because the heat, humidity, and rain came back — then again, we are not battling a hurricane so I can’t complain. Too much.
Oh, and Happy New Year refers to Rosh Hashanah, the Jewish New Year, which was this week — gotta love that I get two New Years in one calendar year.
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Monday With a few days of almost normal sleep and cooler temps, I nailed this tempo run. And the forecast rain even mostly held off. I don’t really want to see summer go, but I’m digging a few days of fall-like temps.
Tuesday I was tired this morning, and the rain meant I didn’t have to rush out. So I took my time, and the radar showed a break in the rain — well, you know how that goes. It was drizzly most of the run, rained pretty good for maybe a mile, but seriously? I’ll take this over the heat & humidity any day. Not only was I tired, apparently my legs were too.
Plus I’d forgotten that it was on lap key, not auto lap, so I didn’t get my pace each mile. And I just decided to let it go.That’s as close to running “naked” this runner’s gonna get. And I may do that again some day for an easy run (if you don’t get what that means I didn’t know what my pace was for any particular mile, only the overall pace for the 5 miles).
Friday Needed to push my long run to Sunday, so took an extra mid-week rest day and did my speed work today. Humidity had returned, but I went out around race start time — I could have started earlier for cooler temps, but Ocean City is quite a bit south of us so who knows?
Thankfully I lucked out with lots of cloud cover again. It was hard; speed work is supposed to be hard. I didn’t completely nail it, but I came damn close! A few intervals were just a little off pace.
Sunday This was supposed to be a long, progressive run (5 miles at easy pace, pick it up the next 3, pick it up the final 3). It didn’t go quite as planned. I debated on where to run, but I seriously couldn’t face another long run where I’d been doing them, even though I knew it would be nice and shaded. But my half probably won’t have much shade. So I chose the park. And the entrance was blocked off, but luckily I knew how to get to a different parking lot so that wasn’t a really big deal.
Started out a little fast due to stupid dog owners. As a dog owner myself, nothing gets my goat like the ones that give us a bad name. First five miles felt relatively easy. It’s a hot and humid day, but it was foggy for the first half. I was able to pick it up the next 3 miles, despite the sun beginning to burn off the clouds. It was hard, of course, and I still struggled with my pacing, going faster than I’d planned on.
The last 3? No clouds left. Some shade, but not much. I tried really, really hard, but by the last mile I’d just had it. I did finish the run, but I took that last mile easy. When I was done, I also saw it was 77 feels like 87. Well, no wonder I caved!
Favorites of the week The new new AC was installed & it works! Hooray! Cause the humidity came back in and we still need it. A much better week sleeping-wise.
Cleaning up my eating (without depriving myself, either) was finally rewarded at the scale. Weight loss is not always linear, and you have to be patient. It’s definitely not just about the number for me, it’s about how I feel in my clothes and in my body. Not quite back where I want to be, and I know that usually after I have a big loss it takes a while before more comes off but I needed that victory at the scale.
Let’s get the conversation started:
Can you sleep without AC when it’s hot out (like if your bedroom is 80F)?
Ever messed up the date for a major holiday or birthday?
Is there a weight you feel most comfortable at or are you blissfully unaware?
. . . that are true for experienced runners tackling new distances, too
Have you ever run with new runners? There’s often an energy around them — excitement, anxiety, fear of being last — and you find yourself assuring them that yes, they can do it, and no, don’t worry about your finish time.
Don’t worry about your finish time I’ve lost count of the number of new runners I’ve told this to. I totally get it: you’re scared of being last. Chances are pretty good you won’t be. But if you are? You know what, you have nowhere to go but up. And it’s not the end of the world, either, it’s much better to finish a race than never start at all, or DNS (Did Not Start) as we experienced runners like to say.
Trust your training
Rachel @ Runningonhappy can confirm that I can obsess a bit about the unknown. Luckily I have her in my corner, though, so I don’t have to stress too much about it.
Big goals seem scary; absolutely. A good coach or training plan will break it down into baby steps. What seems super scary in the beginning will eventually seem doable.
You still need to watch your nutrition One of my goals for the 1812 Challenge was to not gain weight. I didn’t gain a lot, but I’m still at a weight that’s not quite comfortable for me. And it’s not just melting off of me now that those really long long runs are done. I’m not quite sure why.
I thought I did a pretty good job watching what I ate. I’m also pretty sure there was just too many treats and desserts for this vertically challenge body, because, you know, I ran 18 miles.
Long story short, “if the oven is hot enough the food will burn” is not true. In other words, unless you’re genetically gifted, you’ll still have to watch what you eat. Better nutrition will also mean better running and recovery.
Training is practicing for race day When I mentored the challenge group this spring, so many runners started peppering us with questions about how to drink, eat for breakfast, and what to wear on race day as the big day approached.
Your training runs are for figuring all those things out, and that’s why runners love to say nothing new on race day — do what you did during your training. If you just ran, just run. If you used run/walk intervals, use them in your race, too. Eat the same breakfast you did before your training runs. Never forget:
Nothing new on race day!
Don’t worry about what is coming up
If you have an entire training plan laid out for your race, some of those runs are probably going to look scary. 15 miles? Ok, that’s just 2 more than a half. But 17?
That is what training is all about. You will get there. Training prepares you for the big day, baby step by baby step. Just like in a race, don’t think about too far down the road. Run the mile you’re in. If you’ve put in the training, trust it.
What would you tell someone running their first race?
What have you relearned as you’ve tackled new distances?
I won’t lie: I spent much of the summer kicking myself for not running this race last summer. Last summer was so much cooler. And race day last summer? I happen to remember it because it was the trail running festival where I did the 5k and then volunteered — it was a gorgeous, cool day!
What was I thinking? Let’s face it, this summer has not been fun weather-wise. Rain, humidity, heat, repeat, repeat, repeat. Then I remembered — by June last year I’d already run three hard halfs and was signed up for another one in October. I wasn’t mentally ready to tackle 18 miles!
Hold on to your hats, ladies & gents, it’s gonna be a long one. Because I am not planning on anything longer than a half again anytime soon but you always remember your first.
I believe that things happen for a reason, though. The course was changed this year: it started and ended in Sacket’s Harbor, instead of starting in Watertown. Supposedly it was a lot flatter, although I wouldn’t exactly call it flat and fast like it was billed (isn’t that always the case?).
I’m getting ahead of myself, though.
I picked up my packet Saturday since it was such an easy walk from where we were staying. The goody bag didn’t have much, but it was printed with the race logo, and they gave you a can of tart cherry juice and a can of beet juice, which I thought was a really nice touch.
We got the wristband for the beer, which Mr. Judy gave to someone. There was a coupon for a free soft ice cream after the race at a local place; we never did get around to it.
There is a very small expo, so if you’ve forgotten something essential you may be able to find it — and I picked up my usual expo buy, a couple of pairs of sunglasses.
Getting There & Hanging Out As I mentioned above, the start was changed to Sacket’s Harbor this year. We stayed at the Harbor House Inn (which I definitely recommend!) and it was a simple ten minute walk to the starting line. Of course using my own bathroom before the race was really nice! We also ran right past the hotel towards the end of the race, and I joked with one of the course marshals that I was just going to take a little break in my hotel room.
Unfortunately it started to rain the minute we stepped outside our hotel. Mr. Judy had a rain poncho which I eventually put on. There were a couple of tents and a picnic table pavilion, and most of us were huddling under cover in those.
The weather & dressing Ok, the weather. It doesn’t sound good, does it? High 60s at the start. Humid, although not oppressively so. Wind gusts up to 12 mph. It rained the first two miles, but it wasn’t a downpour, and then it stopped (except for a brief pelting with some cold rain about mile 12).
Trust me when I say that this was actually pretty good weather — it was cloudy almost the entire race, which was a huge help — if it had been a sunny day, there would have been very little shade; and those wind gusts, while not super helpful, were cooling.
I spent a lot of time trying to figure out what the heck to wear. I went with the Wonder Girl Tank in Temper Tantrum and Cool It Skirt; Newton Distance on the feet, like I did in the Camp Chingacook 10k (read about it here).
I’d first worn a Wonder Girl Tank in the Best Damn Race NOLA (read about it here), and that was actually similar temps, although much more humid. I brought that top with me, figuring if it got me through 13.1 swampy miles without chafing, it was good luck. Wonder Girl is more fitted in 2018, so my top in Temper Tantrum is a medium and I hadn’t worn it on a long run. In the end I went with the larger one to be more comfortable and prayed I wouldn’t have chafing, and I didn’t.
So let’s talk about chafing, shall we? I practically bathed in lube: my underarms, under my bra, shoulders, under my pockets, between my toes, bottoms of my feet, and my ankles. I actually thought, despite running in wet socks for 18 miles and the humid conditions, that I’d gotten off scott free. Until I showered, of course.
None of the usual suspects were the problem — it was my race belt that attacked me! I had some chafing on my back (not unusual) and on my stomach on each side of my belly button. I hadn’t felt it, but it seriously looked like I’d had an operation there.
My Race Plan This time I actually had a race plan! A very simple race plan. I’d told Rachel @ Runningonhappy that I wasn’t out to crush this race, simply to finish, hopefully uninjured. I still didn’t execute the plan exactly as she wrote it, but the end result was still spot on.
So how’d that work for me?
Mile 1: 11:33 AP/12:20-30 RP. The race starts with a downhill, and even though I started out a bit fast, I really don’t feel as though that was a problem. I had a strong last mile.
Mile 2: 12:01 AP/12:20-30 RP. Mile 2 starts a long, slow uphill, but it’s very mild and seriously I didn’t feel it at all. Mr. Judy took some photos of me here, high fiving the Men at Work formation.
Mile 3: 11:58 AP/12:20-30 RP. The rain stopped. Somewhere in this mile I ran into Dina, who’d commented on my blog and said she was doing 1812, too. Don’t ask me how I knew it was her, since she didn’t have a photo and I’d never met her. I just knew.
Mile 4: 12:18 AP/12:20-30 RP. Dina kindly ran at my run/walk intervals and we chatted away.
Mile 5: 12:13 AP/112:10-20 RP. Dina and I continued running together, chatting, and realized we had a lot in common, not the least of which was that we had both working in printing — not something you “run” into every day!
Mile 6: 12:05 AP/12:10-20 RP. The uphill ended with a small downhill.
Mile 7: 12:11 AP/12:10-20 RP. Basically another flat mile. I think this is where Dina & I parted ways.
Mile 8: 12:01 AP/12:10-20 RP. Still basically flat.
Mile 12: 12:15 AP/12:10-20 RP. Flat. A little cold rain that stopped quickly.
Mile 13: 12:13 AP/11:50-12:10 RP. Some rolling hills beginning, but pretty small.
Mile 14: 12:16 AP/11:50-12:10 RP. This was the “big downhill” — 33 ft, LOL. But it felt big. Which is a good thing.
Mile 15: 12:46 AP/11:50-12:10 RP. The corresponding uphill, 51 ft, felt pretty darn large at mile 15.
Mile 16: 12:50 AP/11:50-12:10 RP. Continuing rolling hills. This was actually a small uphill with a medium downhill (30 ft); don’t ask me why it was still so slow.
Mile 17: 12:36 AP/11:50-12:10 RP. Why do race directors put those hills at the end? Another small one but I seem to recall it feeling pretty darn big.
Mile 18: 12:02 AP/11:50-12:10 RP. I had Mr. Judy and the slight downhill to the finish to thank for a strong last mile (yes, the course was short according to my Garmin and for the first time in my racing “career”, I was quite happy about that!). Mr. Judy was at the bottom of the hill waiting to take some photos of me. My watch vibrated for a walk break, but I knew he wouldn’t be happy taking photos of me walking (again!). So I skipped that last walk break. It actually did help me with my sprint to the finish so thank you, honey.
3:39:45 — Official Time
12:08 Average Pace
7 out of 10 in 50-59F division
240 out of 282 runners
There was actually more runners running the 1812 Challenge than there were the half.
Was the race well run?
Yes, even with the new course this year, I found this race to be a well oiled machine. Oddly enough, I didn’t have any dessert after the race. Maybe because I polished off the other half of my stuffed French Toast.
There was a woman singing at the packet pickup, and I felt kind of bad for her because no one was really paying attention to her. The Sacket’s Harbor Battlefield is bordered on three sides by Lake Ontario and is lovely.
Even though the course was changed this year, this race was such a pleasant outing after the fiasco that was my last half (read about that here, but I still need to update it about the fact that I will never get an official medal from it). The race started at 7:30 on the dot. Since I wore my hydration vest, as usual I didn’t need to stop at aid stations — as far as I could see they were always well stocked, even for a BOTPer like me.
There is entertainment at a few places along the route: a fiddler, bagpipers, and a girl doing Irish Dancing.
Patrick Henry Photography was on hand to take photos mostly near the beginning and the end (at least for the people going all the way).
There was a photographer right before the finish line, but for some reason there are no finish line photos of me except for the one Mr. Judy took above. Since there was absolutely no one running anywhere near me at the end, that’s a little surprising.
When I crossed the finish line I thought the clock said 3:34 — and that’s what it looks like from the photo above — but my Garmin agrees with 3:39. I have to admit to a little disappointment in losing 5 minutes off of what I thought was my finish time.
I was much closer to the BOTP than the middle, but food and drink were still plentiful after the race: pizza, donuts, chocolate milk, beer, bananas, apples. It wasn’t a huge spread but there was definitely some variety — I had half a donut. As is usual, I wasn’t hungry immediately after the race. The volunteers were super enthusiastic and wanted to make sure that they got you what you wanted.
Staying at a hotel close enough to the start/finish to walk (and use the bathroom in my hotel room)
The cloudy weather and the fact it didn’t rain the whole race
Running into Dina & enjoying some miles with her — never ran with anyone in a race before; at least not for that long
A small race so not too crowded on the course (much of my later miles there was no one at all near me)
Well stocked aid stations and finish line
The tart cherry and beet juice provided at packet pickup
Running along Lake Ontario in the beginning and near the finish
The rolling hills really start around mile 14 — so the last 4 miles were not easy
The farm early in the race with an overpowering smell of manure
Although it’s a pretty area, the truth is most of the course was a bit boring to me. If you love farms, you’ll love the course
Some parts of the course are open to traffic, although there is a decent shoulder
Toward the very end of the race there were a few sections with few course marshals, and since there were no runners anywhere near me, there were a few times I actually worried I’d missed a turn
There was a typo on the pint glass I purchased to commemorate this race: it reads “challenge excepted” — expected would have worked, but it’s meant to say accepted — however, I do like that it says “challenge conquered” on the inside bottom of the glass
What I learned
I knew before I left home that as long as the weather wasn’t too hot and I didn’t get injured, I would finish this race, and I was pretty sure I could do it within the time limit, too (4 hours).
I confirmed what I already knew: racing, any distance, is hard. It’s supposed to be hard. I sort of used this race as a training run — not that I’m training for anything further — but I didn’t push as hard as I know I’m capable of. My pace ended up being only about 15 seconds faster per mile than my long run pace.
And I know I was kind of genius in my decision to run a half marathon a month before this race. It helped immensely mentally. I trained for a half, and then I just had two really, really long runs. Running the half hid the fact that I was going to run an 18 mile race. It worked perfectly.
And running with someone for several miles during the race? Priceless — thank you Dina!
I touched on Lola briefly in my Friday Five post (read about it here), but here’s the long lowdown (if you’re not interested in the furkids, feel free to skip on down): last Sunday, out of the blue, she started coughing. We were supposed to go to my parents for Labor Day, but it had become really bad and we were afraid it was kennel cough, since we’d boarded her when I did my 1812 race (and no, Bandit wasn’t coughing, nor were any of the other dogs there at the time, apparently).
We really waffled about spending the $$ for the emergency vet, but in the end, while not fun for anyone — seriously, she sounded like an entire flock of honking geese almost non stop — it wasn’t an emergency. I got an appointment for Tuesday afternoon (and had a regular appointment for Gizmo already scheduled that morning).
By this point I’d noticed that she could do a regular walk and not cough at all. And that she would mostly stop coughing when we were outside. Unfortunately it was also about 90 and humid for much of the week.
So the vet listens to her heart, her lungs. Everything sounded fine. She wasn’t coughing at the vet’s office, either, although I’d taken some video of her coughing earlier. But she did eventually cough there, too. Because of her age (12, close to 13) he decided to take some xrays. When they were done, the assistant said he wanted to talk to me. I knew instantly it couldn’t be good news.
Long story short, he thinks, but is not sure, that her heart is enlarged, but that the coughing is due to bronchitis. He said we should make an appointment with a cardiologist, so I’m guessing he’s somewhat sure, anyway.
We have an appointment in November, because yes, that’s how long it takes. By that point she will actually be 13. I expect that she will have several more good years, though.
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Monday I planned to get out early and do an easy run. Life had other plans. Ended up not running until late afternoon so ran on the mill. Never easy, but it is what it is.
Tuesday Finally I was able to get out relatively early for a run to beat the heat. Because yes, it sure did heat up later. After a few relatively sleepless nights I was surprised by a nice strong easy run; cut it short a mile, though — double vet appointments!
Thursday It was a very humid 87 outside by the time I could run, and even though I loathe doing tempos on the treadmill, that’s what I did. Bumped up the pace just a bit and survived, although I did only 1 mile warmup instead of 2, because it had just been a hard week and that’s all I was feeling.
Saturday Fall like weather — I’d forgotten what you felt like! It made for a glorious long run. Haven’t felt those sorts of temps since before I went to ID in July.
Favorites of the week Our new AC was installed. Except they didn’t quite finish up Friday. Good thing it was a cool day — our bedroom had still heated up to 80 by bedtime and of course, no AC yet. A window fan brought it down to a sleepable 75.
Unfortunately our string of bad luck continues, because the unit did not work. The new new unit will be installed on Monday, supposedly. Thankfully it’s a cool weekend. But the rain and heat are supposed to move in next week . . .
Ran into some friendly faces I haven’t seen in a while on my long run. And catching up with Running Buddy D, who I don’t get to see too often these days.
I won’t lie, this was a tough week in a long string of tough weeks. But OTOH, we’re blessed in many ways, and I remain grateful for my blessings. And running always helps me to handle the stress in my life.
Feeling the need to get out of the house on a cooler day, we took the dogs up to the Saratoga National Historical Park (and ran a few errands along the way). Lola panted a lot in the car on the way there — with the moon roof open and obviously quite a cool day — but the moment we got home she had some major zoomies (running around the backyard like a nut). She’s slowly getting better and I apologize for the length of this post! Thank you if you got this far!
Let’s get the conversation started:
Does training help you destress or is training another stressor in your life?
Would you rather run on a cool, cloudy day or a sunny, warm day?
This week was a tough week. I had another topic in mind, but I didn’t have the time to write that post and do it justice, so I am joining the Friday Five 2.0 from Fairytales & Fitnessand Rachel @Running on Happy and sharing five things I loved this summer. Because yes, technically, it’s still summer.
Killer B Sale I’ve written before about how much I love Pahla B’s workouts (read it here) and I own several of her workout guides. They are very simple: a few tips, suggestions on how to use the guide, and then a schedule with links that will take you to the suggested workout on Youtube.
Pahla ran an awesome sale over the Labor Day weekend and I picked up a couple of more guides: right now I am working my way through The Killer B Guide to Your Killer Body. Don’t let the length of these workouts or the fact that many are bodyweight only. You’re not going to change and Pahla is a genius at getting you sweaty in a short amount of time.
When I checked yesterday the sale (50% off) was still going on.
All the Nuun
I cramped up after we walked back to our hotel after the 1812 Challenge. Why? Because I totally forgot to drink my Nuun when we got back there! D’oh! Drinking Nuun before and after most of my runs this summer have meant almost no cramping at all, and as soon as I drank it (and ate a little Pirate Booty), I was perfectly fine.
I’ve also been “enjoying” the Nuun Immunity (Amazon Affiliate link). Do I like the taste? It’s just okay, I’ll admit. But I drink it before, during, and after a trip. Does it make a difference? I don’t really know. But I haven’t gotten sick.
Skirt Sports Cool It Skirt You knew it was coming, right? So why do I love this skirt so damn much?
It got me through both my half and the 1812 Challenge with no chafing — from the skirt, anyway.
It has four pockets.
The shorties stay in place.
It has a vent for ease of movement.
It’s so damn comfortable.
Does the skirt really keep me cooler? I don’t know, but I’ve done quite well in quite a number of hot races in it this summer, and it’s definitely nice and light weight.
It’s a solid — I love my skirts in prints, but it’s really nice to have a solid to go with some of the tops in prints!
Use code 522CRJ for 15% off — and yes, that code now works on sale prices, and yes, the Cool It Skirt is still on sale here.
Good Day Chocolate Melatonin I’ve written about this supplement before, but it bears repeating. It won’t just knock you out. You won’t wake up groggy. It tastes like the blue M&Ms (seriously!).
It’s been a tough summer for sleep, between travel, altitude, a dying AC in one of our hottest summers here, and at the moment, Lola has bronchitis and has the cough from hell.
Olly Protein + Slim Boost Bar in Salted Caramel Chocolate
Why is it when I talk about favorites it’s almost always about food? I picked these up at Target once on a whim. Also the Chocolate Peanut Butter Bar which sadly didn’t do it for me but boy this one did!
I love the taste of the Olly Protein + Slim Boost Bar (Amazon Affiliate link), but it’s cheaper at Target). I also love the fact that they’re only 180 calories, just 3 gms of sugar, and 12 gms of protein. They’re chocolate coated so you can’t leave them in a hot car unless you really enjoy having that melted chocolate get all over everything. It’s still a treat, though — while a lot better than many so-called protein bars, it’s still pretty processed. But as an occasional indulgence to boost the protein — yum!
Everything in moderation, right?
What did you love this summer?
What can’t you wait for this Fall?
Do the darker mornings make you change your running schedule?
I had this post completely written and scheduled before my race last weekend. Except I scheduled it for Friday the 7th, totally missing the fact that last Saturday was actually the first Saturday of the month. So I’ll be a little late to our coffee/tea date . . .
Pull up chair and mug with Cocoand Deborah and me for the ultimate coffee tea date.
If we were enjoying high tea . . . I would tell you my running friends were in a tizzy about the weather for my 17 miler (although I wasn’t planning to run with them). On Friday thunderstorms were forecast for the early morning hours.
It was raining when I got up, which I knew it would be, but the chance of thunderstorms were taken out of the forecast. Running in the rain when it’s warm can be really nice — but running for 17 miles in the rain? In the end, I didn’t get rained on although I looked like I had because of the extreme humidity.
Some of my friends ran later; some planned to do their long run on Sunday, when there was no rain in the forecast.
The forecasters can’t forecast for the next hour, much less for the next day.
If we were enjoying high tea . . . I’d tell you I was surprised by how quickly I bounced back after those last two really long runs. I was definitely a bit sore and quite tired after the 15 miler — too tired even to go out to eat — but I was fine the next day.
After the 17 miler? While I felt like I’d been run over by a truck immediately after the run, in a few hours I felt fine. And I felt completely fine the next day, too. Ditto with the actual race. But I’m not unhappy to be back in Half training mode!
If we were enjoying high tea . . . I’d tell you that aside from a slight bout of runner’s knee after being sick in the winter, I haven’t taped my knees at all during the last two training cycles: not for my 12 miler, my 15 miler, or my 17 miler.
Yet I’ve continued to tape for my races. While it would be nice not to tape, it gives me peace of mind. Not only that, it actually does help you recover faster, much like compression socks do.
I was quite shocked, though, that not only did I get through those really long runs without taping but that I felt fine afterward (and I didn’t wear compression socks, either — which I really should, but darn summer humidity!).
If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I’d tell you that the day after my 17 miler, I did feel completely normal — aside from the fact that Gizmo started pacing, meowing, and scratching at our bedroom door at 2 am so I didn’t get quite as much rest as I’d hoped to.
In fact, I felt good enough to go for a hike. I also knew that this was not in my best interest. Luckily the heat and humidity was still killer, so even though I sort of wanted to go for a hike, it was an easy decision to stay home and continue my recovery.
If we were enjoying high tea . . . I’d tell you you should always carefully read through the race FAQ and Website. No matter how many times you have run the race. Don’t assume that there are no changes — and the Website may not call attention to them.
I almost talked Mr. Judy into coming to Camp Chingacook with me because we could take the dogs. He’s a sucker for most things that we can take the dogs to. Granted, four years had also passed since I’d run this race.
Luckily I did reread the FAQ, because dogs were no longer welcome at this race. Turns out that one of my friends almost brought her dog, too!
And of course I also missed the fact that Freakin’ Fast Half (read about it here) wasn’t chip timed — not that there was really anything I could have done differently that morning to change how the race went.