Saturday, December 25, 2010

So Long and thanks for all the fish.

As it turns out, and as that sick twisted trick of the running gods....just as I am beginning taper, I also decided against running the MS Blues Marathon.

We had some family issues explode over the weekend. Since I'm not really the selfish type, I decided that the race will have to wait another day for me to beat it into submission.

cuz, that's EXACTLY what would have happened.

I'm also not one to ever consider training a waste. 

Things I learned:
1.) I will always hate running in blistery cold, but I CAN run in blistery cold.

2.) I will never truly enjoy running 28 miles in a weekend.

3.) 26.2 miles is a stupid distance to run.

4.) When I run far, I get faster.

5.) I like getting faster.

6.) It was kind of nice going through the holiday season without having to worry about what I'm eating at parties.

7.) speaking of which, it's nice to go bite for bite with a teenager.

8.) I'm not sure if I will ever run a marathon again. Not sure....because there are other things I enjoy more. I didn't like giving those things up to run. However, if I ever feel the urge. I have some requirements:
a.) It's will not be in winter.
b.) It will have to be with friends.
c.) I can complain and complain all over again about how horrrible training is.

well, I'm glad you asked. I have a May half marathon and a June century (bike thing).

Both to prepare me for Ironman Boulder in August where I will be going for a PR.

And if you think my run training is funny just wait until I'm running with a sore a$$ after being on the bike for 5 hours. 

For now....


Sunday, December 12, 2010

Are we there yet?

Week....hang on a minute, it's here somewhere.
Here it is: WEEK WTF in my marathon training.

Someone (who shall remain nameless) thought it would be a, FUN idea to run a marathon in JANUARY when training would have to take place during a La nina winter in COLO-FREAKING-RADO. AND NO, I'M NOT TALKING ABOUT THAT LITTLE TOWN OF DENVER. 

Here I am! Less than a month to go and the only....I mean it....the ONLY reason I haven't quit is because I'm running it with Billy. It's much harder to quit when someone else is counting on you to be there.

hmmmm, I wonder if cheering him on counts as *being there*

Besides the cold
and the wind

and the fact that every other week I have to run 25-28 miles on Sat and Sunday combined



Gimme my freaking medal now.

You all know that I'm not a marathoner.

Fine, I've finished my fair share. I have the medals.

but that was a long time ago.

There was a reason I stopped running marathon but the biggest reasons are 

the cold
the wind
the horrendous hills
and the fact that I have to run 20 miles every stinking SUNDAY. 

Do you know the last time I got to watch football? NO? ME EITHER. And Monday night doesn't count....nor sunday night.

Did I mention that Billy is probably going to leave me in the dust.

He'll be a gentleman about it. Don't get me wrong. Billy's the best. the Best Jerry, the best!

But ultimately, I'll be out there on the course, by myself crying and thinking of KayVee and Billy throwing back a few at the finish line.


Because I can't hold a pace to save my life. I didn't run 20.37 miles today. I travelled 20.37 miles. 

don't tell me about taper.

don't talk to me about hills.

My ass hurts. My legs hurt. My back is just plain tired. My feet hurt. 

Which really begs the question:

This is supposed to be fun? 


Now that the b!tch session is over (it is, I promise), I've had V and Mike both swear to me that if I ever (so help me) think running a marathon in winter again....well.....they'll do something to me. something bad.

let's just leave it at that.