I’m Thinking Out Loud about running, training, how to get faster without getting injured, and male dogs vs female dogs.
I often wonder about strange things. Like if you’re a faster runner does that mean you naturally generate more heat? Do you run hot, so to speak?
Darlene and I dress very differently for the same temperatures. I have often wondered if I don’t get as hot because I run slower. And yet I sweat much more than she does. Our friend Barbara, who is just as speedy as Darlene, tends to dress even warmer than I do.
And Wendy recently said that she felt chilly at our Panama City Beach half, dressed in a running skirt and tank, which is how I was dressed, and I felt comfortable (although my tank and skirt were heavier material).
My unscientific conclusion is that we all run at different temperatures.
Do friends make you faster?
I haven’t run many races with friends. I did do a speedy (for me) half marathon relay last March — was I speedy because I knew someone was waiting on me?
Did I run my PR in my last half because others were waiting on me?
Seriously, in the relay, yes, the fact that someone was waiting was on my mind. The fact that all my friends finished their halfs about 20 minutes (or more) ahead of me really wasn’t on my mind.
And of course I have also run half marathon PRs in a race with no friends at all (that would be most of them). Like I said, weird thoughts pop into my mind. All the time! Thoughts for which there are no answers but I think about them anyway.
So I’m looking at what will be next for me after the best damn race NOLA in 2017. Any half marathon with the word mountain in it? Nope, not gonna happen. I’m passing on the ones that have Endurance Challenge in the name, too.
A half marathon is plenty of challenge on its own, thank you very much.
The Training Trap
I hope I don’t fall into that in 2017. So 2016 definitely didn’t go the way I wanted to. I wasn’t able to run as much weekly mileage as I wanted to because of what was going on in my life.
Yet I had a good year of running — I had PRs at every distance I ran, actually.
And then that thought creeps into your head: if I could do that well with minimal training, how much better could I do if I trained harder? Which is a trap, because it’s so easy to overtrain and end up injured.
How I gauge how sick I am
When I’m really sick, I lose my appetite. I don’t want to eat veggies, I don’t wear my contacts, and I often don’t shower for days at a time. It’s too much effort and I’m often chilled — which is another way I can tell I’m sick, my feet will be cold.
My feet were really cold when I first got sick, but I didn’t really lose my appetite. Low grade fevers completely wipe me out, though. I just shake my head in wonderment at the tales of athletes who compete with fevers. How is that possible?
Thanks for the well wishes, I am definitely on the mend, but still very tired so still taking it fairly easy.
Are male dogs harder?
Or do I just feel more kinship to female dogs? Chester was a hard puppy. Seriously, it’s not just Bandit that I was ready to give back for months. And I still miss Chester so much. I no longer miss my first cats, Cleo and Puss, that much — it’s been 10 years since we lost Puss, even longer for Cleo. So I know it does get better with time.
Lola was not exactly an easy dog when we got her, either. 10 months old, also with no housetraining (or really any training at all), extremely reactive to other dogs (except Chester) . . . she was a lot of work, too. Somehow I never wanted to give her back, and I’ve been rewarded with a well trained, very sweet dog (who is still a bit reactive to other dogs while on leash).
So Mr. Judy is always falling in love with the male dogs — like, immediately — and I seem to gravitate towards the female dogs. Initially, anyway. Maybe it’s something along the lines of us women have to stick together.
Bandit has found his bark
Although he has occasionally barked at random things since we got him — sometimes so random we had no clue what the heck he was barking at — in general, he wasn’t that barky a dog.
Lola was advertised as a dog that didn’t bark. She tends to only really bark at other dogs.
But Bandit has begun barking at pretty much any car/truck that drives past our house now that he is almost free in the house. He’s not too annoying . . . yet.
Talk to me. Tell me in the comments:
Do you find yourself gravitating towards male or female furkids? Or does it matter?
Do you think there’s a training trap?
Do you ever think about what makes you faster or do you just do it?
I’m linking up with Amanda at Running with Spoons for her: