Friday, August 10, 2012

running realizations

9 mile run in Hull, MA next to the Atlantic Ocean; June 8, 2012
In April I decided to run a marathon.

It'd been a thought stewing in my brain for years. I'd done a half before, but thought that a full was a good life goal to accomplish. This summer seemed like the perfect opportunity. You may have seen bits and pieces and hints of my running on this blog, but for the most part I've been quiet about it here. 

But it has become a really huge part of my life, and consequently an important part of my identity.  I think it's time I talked about it a little.

When I began this marathon journey (a word I have learned to use from watching too much Bachelor/ette) I did a few things to help me take it really seriously and hopefully be successful. I made up a training calender (based off this one), I wrote down goals, and I started a training log here (which up until now has been private). I think I kept it quiet because I don't want it to seem as though I feel like I know a lot based on just 3 months of training, and also because physical activity can be very emotional, personal and maybe even sensitive.

For example, if you happen to go to my training log you will see that I am dealing with a foot injury - the first that feels significant and the first to actually affect my training schedule. Up until now I had missed only one run (for another luckily-short-lived-injury). I've been getting up extra early 5 days a week for the past 13 weeks, adjusting my schedule, sacrificing and working so that I can feel prepared. It is really tough to feel out of control of the situation and not be able to physically do what I really want to. I am doing everything I can to get this little foot better fast, but appreciate all the support I can get right now - I'm so close to the end - it's the home stretch! With just 5 weeks left until race day, the injury is not just frustrating, but scary. I am crossing my fingers and hoping for the best.

As I have documented my running over the past few months, and had lots of time on while my feet are hitting the pavement to think about what I am doing, I have some ideas on what has worked, what has been hard, and what my strategy and approaches are I've come to some realizations of how my brain and body work. Some of these I have been writing throughout the past little while - so this new injury is even changing my opinion on some things. See! Still just a newbie learning all the time. I consider myself very much a novice and beginner, and I held back sharing my thoughts for a long time because I don't want to sound like I think I've become an expert. I really just want to share and collaborate with other people in a similar running situation or who want to be in a similar running situation. So. Here is what I've learned, with nice little bold inspirational sports words captions for each paragraph:

Commit. Once I set a goal of running a marathon in April, I wrote on the back of my training calendar a few goals. One of those was to never miss a workout. So when 5:15 am comes and I am really enjoying my bed, I just know that it's time to run, not time to sleep - kind of like my parents always said, I have already made the decision so it's not that hard of a choice. Same as making plans, I just factor running in first, and then plan the rest of my day around it. Even as our summer has taken us on trips, I've just made running work - so far I have ran in Vermont, twice in Massachusetts (a month apart), I'm hoping for a run this weekend in Pennsylvania, and by the time I do the marathon I can add Idaho and Utah to the list - and of course New Jersey. If it's a priority, I make time for it, no matter what my plans are (and in doing so have had to learn to enjoy the pre-sunrise 5 am hours of the morning).
Having an actual goal, like a race I've signed up for, is helpful too - because it pushes me out the door when I otherwise wouldn't have the motivation to train. Finding a friend to run with is also great, but I like solo runs as well.

Determination. Related to that is the fact that I am my own worst guilter. Meaning, that I won't go back on my own word just because I will torture myself if I do. For example, a few Saturdays ago I had other commitments and my training schedule was off. I equal parts didn't want to run (tired, ornery, hot, late) and did want to run (accomplish my goals, not feel regret, feel prepared), and I let the more positive part win out - and it feels much better in the end. Sometimes determination and guilt can be my worst enemy, as I woke up yesterday unable to run I felt it heavy. I still was able to do an arms and abs work out to compensate for my missed milage, but I still just felt sick about tainting my record and not reaching my goals.

Rewards. Sometimes small goals are nice too, especially with incentives. Finish one week of training, or hit a new mileage and then treat yo self. My rewards are sometimes things I need but also things I want. My incentives ranged from a new pair of shoes (which is really important, take care of those feet!), a nap, new running clothes or regular clothes, a tasty treat... anything that suits your fancy. Sometimes I plan these incentives, and sometimes they are justifications for other spending). :) Even during a run I will make incentives for myself, especially when I first started out - as simple as "If I make it to that street light, I can walk for 10 seconds", or "once I get to the bridge, I can take in the view for a minute". Sometimes running and exercise is great for meditation, when I don't feel like actually exercising (winter blues!). I have a spot I like to run to and then sit there and stretch and think for a while. Sometimes the mind needs the exercise more than the body.

Distractions. Listening to something is very helpful. Sometimes it is music, sometimes NPR shows (This American Life, Radio Lab, and Car Talk are my favorite podcasts), sometimes General Conference or other talks. I try to find things that help me be upbeat and energized, or something to distract my mind from what my body is doing, etc. A few Saturdays ago, in the middle of a hard run, the thing I needed was to listen to the rain fall and hear all the birds, but that only lasted about 2 miles... I think it's hearing myself breathe that is the thing I like to cover up, like I am trying to not let my mind know the secret about me needing more oxygen.

Visualization! I preach it to my lacrosse team all the time, but visualizing can be helpful in running too - it can also be taxing to the brain, so I have to be careful and use it for good and not for bad. I use it mostly for visualizing my routes. If I visualize a route and it feels easy to my brain (even if the mileage might be the same as another route) then I choose the easier. Or, sometimes if I'm struggling I visualize myself finishing that training run, or the marathon finish line, or even (and I know it's vain) picture my legs looking stronger, and toned. On the flip side, I struggle with overthinking things. The biggest reason I run in the early morning is because I have to get it over with or I think about and stress about it all day long.

Planning the route. Plan routes that settle well in your mind, for me - that's big loops that include a park or scenery. Having my GPS Garmin Watch (you can use an iPhone app too) lets me "guesstimate" on how far I need to go and then not worry about it much when I am actually running. Once I find a loop I like, I add or subtract mileage on it based on how far I need to run that day.

Nutrition and fuel. I have had to learn to drink water. I try to keep one at my work desk and try to refill it several times a day. I'm trying to work on eating the right foods for good running fuel also. Paul just got me The Feedzone Cookbook that we feel like will give us good ideas for both the runners and cyclist in our family of two.

Have a support system. Talking to other people who know about running marathons (my mom, dad and Paul) and talking to people who are also training (my sister-in-law Mindy) or reading blogs and running articles, helps me feel supported and motivated. Sometimes when I am struggling with a long run, I will think “Paul will think I’m awesome if I do this in a good time,” and it helps push me when I can’t push myself. Surround yourself with cheerleaders! I will be one if you need it. :) With my current injury, people who have experience with marathon training have been comforting me in letting me know it's not going to ruin all the training I've done up until now, and that resting an injury is better in the end - because they dealt with injuries too, and it ended up ok.

Lastly, I think I just learned that running is difficult, but it's doable. I don't know if I will ever be to a place that running feels comfortable - I think that is the point of it. We could sit or walk to be comfortable, running is to get our body to a place it doesn't usually go! And, maybe it feels uncomfortable during it - but there is no denying the satisfaction of a good sweat, or the sore muscles, or the mental boost. I highly recommend it.

(This next paragraph I wrote pre-foot injury):
I've been lucky to have very little injury the past 3 months, I had a few days with an Achilles pain, and iced the heck out of that guy, and I've had hip pain here and there, but do strengthening exercises that really do help. I hope my body keeps it up for the next 5 weeks because I really feel like I'm on a roll. I feel like I've accomplished a lot but still have a lot to look forward to achieving.

So let me write a new closing paragraph, as that "on a roll" feeling left me flat against a brick wall on Wednesday when the pain in my foot put my plans on hold:

Running has taught me a lot about myself and what I am capable of. It's also forced me to let go of control sometimes, a lesson I really need. I've become faster and stronger over the past few months, and even though it's been hard, sometimes lonely, and right now frustrating -- I really recommend it.

Saturday, August 4, 2012

In ex Chelsey's day yo.

It was a sad day on June 28th when I said goodbye to Paul as he headed out for his Russian adventure.

 

Don't worry, I took good care of myself while Paul was gone, but the humidity here sometimes does really great things with my short whispy hairs and I just need to document that.
 Additionally, running has done a number on my toes! But luckily they don't hurt - they just look real nice.
A few days after Paul left it was Tuba time for me. A community band was in need of a tubist and I was happy to join them for their Fourth of July day concert. I tried to look nice and nerdy to look that part.
 But I still got the comments "YOU are the TUBA player?" which I loved and have always loved.

While waiting for the concert to begin this party boat drove up the Raritan river. I have never seen a boat on the rari as it so close to the ocean that it goes up and down with the tides, but these Pirate friends were worried about no tides.

Since Paul wasn't able to see me play, I had a nice trombonist take a quick picture before we began.

I loved being in a band again! And this Fall when the community group starts back up, I am planning on joining them full time.

A few days later a wonderful visit came my way! Chelsey (my older sister) sporting a pair of dragonfly earrings just to make me happy. I am so glad she was able to come and visit. We had a nice time together.

She even brought me this present from my family who had been to Lake Powell the week before!

The day after she arrived was the Fourth of July! We decided that New York City would be a great place to celebrate. The best luck was that my favorite cemetary around Trinity Church was open!

And Alexander Hamilton is buried there!

Then we visited George Washington...

The New York Stock Exchange...

 Tried on a nice hat.

 And waved to our Lady Liberty!

We were feeling nice and patriotic on the subway uptown.
 We walked the highline...
 And this is a very accurate portrayal of how everyone felt about it. HOT. HUMID. HOTTTTT.
 And I liked this.

And these.

But decided for the betterment of my company that we should go inside where air was conditioned. So to Chelsea(Y) Market we went!

And this felt really patriotic.

And Yelp found us the Pizza place but really the pizza did not look great and there was no AC.

So we continued on our quest for coolness, and enjoyed these houses along the way and then sat in a Starbucks drinking strawberry frappachinos for a good long while.



And saw the puppies in the windows again!!!

Then we decided it was about to be tourists again and we went to the meca of NY tourism - Times Square.

And Chelsey loved it!

And I took them to the delicious John's Pizza. I just wish that someday I can get a picture of the interior of this guy because it's in an old cathedral and it's real nice. But they frown upon picture takers, and I try to be obedient.

Maybe more Times Square or perhaps this is out of order?


Then back to Jersey we went. But not all the way, just across the river to Hoboken because apparently it's prime viewing spot for the Macy's day firework show. We got to wait for a long time.

But we had a nice hot pink sunset and the skyline of NYC to keep us entertained.

Then those fireworks finally began! And we realized that the millions of people packed into the waterfront park were soon to be packed in the streets of Hoboken as soon as the finale commenced, so we walked back to the car while enjoying the show and saved ourselves a few hours. Hooray!



The next day I took them to the Jersey Shoooooore. We went to Point Pleasant which was a new spot for me, but I really loved it.




Maybe I didn't want weird Jersey Shore friends in my picture so I photoshopped them out. haha.

I am just ever so glad this cute sister came to visit me.






This prettiest shore house was a treat on the walk back to the car.


And this bed and breakfast looked like a perfect place for a getaway.

We stopped for a post-beach treat an Magnifico's!

And no one had to ask me to take a picture with Junior...

The next morning (and basically every Saturday) I woke up pre-sun and ran ran ran. This Saturday was my half marathon I believe (not a real race, just a solo 13.1 miles).

I am loving these Brooks so if anyone needs new running shoes, I recommend them!

After watching that days stage of the Tour de France and educating my guests on the various tactics of cycling, I had a brilliant idea. Since Chelsey and Brandon were flying out of JFK, I realized that Coney Island was on the way! So we decided to make the most out of the drive to Queens and make a pit stop on the way to the airport.

Chelsey and I rode the this ride, the Zenobio... which was actually scary but very fun. We had a great view of NYC, Jersey, the Ocean and Queens and Brooklyn when we were up at the top.
  

Nathan's Hot Dogs originated at Coney Island, and maybe even the hot dog itself? So we enjoyed our meal with thousands of others on the busiest beach and boardwalk I ever did see.


The Wonder Wheel!

Best mural wall!

As we were dying of heat we spotted the New York Aqurium and realized it would be air conditioned AND fun. On our way to the gate I noticed that if you dontated blood you got in for free! I do almost anything for free things so I was all for it. I went to the donation center, filled out all the paper work, got my finger pricked and as usual, wasn't able to donate because of low iron. BUT, I sweet talked my way into still getting the Courtesy Pass so to the Aquarium we went!

They even had a sea lion show!!

And I got that sea lion mid-air touching his nose to the globe.

And this walrus friend loved to pose for the camera!

A neat New Jersey native is the horseshoe crab. One of the most ancient creatures on the planet.





And then, we went to the airport. And I was sad to see that Chelsey go. (Come back!)

On Sunday I enjoyed some nice time outside and read on this blanket for a few good hours.

And this deer friend kept me company on my firefly walk and wasn't even scared me or my camera - which made me a little nervous for his mortality rate.

And over the next few days I felt good about myself whenever I had a nice dinner. Cooking for one is just not that motivating.

And, one night I broke out my piggy bank and started fulfilling one of my recent goals to collect all 50 state quarters. Maybe I'm 10 years behind on this? But I just kept finding all these state quarters and keeping them and decided better late than never.

7/11 day came around and I'll have you know that around 3:30 pm I called for an office break and piled my 4 co-workers in my car for some Slurpee time.

They liked it. Thank you best job. www.talksoftonline.com :)

If you don't understand the title of this song I guess you need more Christmas hymns in your life. Chelsey will understand and love it I presume as it is her favorite hymn.

Next up we have my happy Boston weekend! July is going to be blogged in no time.