Nonstop 10-Min Mile to Be Proud Of

10494464_10154573728395440_4356526996612175449_oSo it’s literally the 11th hour on  Daylight Savings Time, and I’ve decided to participate yet again in #NaBloPoMo this year.  Don’t get me wrong, I’ve thought about blogging every month since my last post in the Spring, but would feel overwhelmed and move on to some other whim… Anyhoo, there are prompts I can use but I will spend this month catching you up on some notable events in my life this year, since I’ve been MIA.

Today I’ll make this uncomplicated and talk about something in my top-of-mind.  Running. (Surprise!)

I have made some great accomplishments this year with my runs, including my half-marathon on “Labor Day Eve.”  But as much training and effort as that took, I am just as proud of a much shorter running feat I accomplished yesterday.

I ran a mile on the treadmill at a challenging pace nonstop for 10 minutes. For me, that is a huge deal.  I think my intermittent progression runs of 1-2 miles have helped me with this. I even ran at hotels when I traveled last month.

I did a half to check it off my to-do list, thinking I’d never want to do another. But I probably will. Next time though, I’ll see if I can get into a group training program to use a coach. And I will also finish all my long runs so that I half feels a little easier (I stopped at 10, thinking that was good enough based on advice I got from a few other runners). During the race, when I hit 10 miles during the race, my legs started screaming at me.10629875_10154575361050440_472591591433407887_n

What I am grateful for is choosing a place where I had family support. My mom and sissy were there to cheer me on, even though it was hot and sticky. Training in hilly Hotlanta helped my effort, but I still did a lot worse pace-wise than I planned. I saw the 2:30 and the 2:45 pacers pass me eventually, and…. oh well. I finished. I did it!



On the Run (From the Madness)

All of us out there were troopers... it was #socold on Thanksgiving morning!
All of us out there were troopers… it was #SoCold on Thanksgiving morning!

In my 9 month-running history, I haven’t lost any toenails or suffered so much as a shin splint. Unfortunately my in

jury-free status changed on my first cold run in October:  After my usual dynamic warm-up, by the end of mile 1, my left hamstring started crying. I still can’t figure out how I pulled it, but I suspect I did something funky in a strength training class that week, but I rarely go past 5 miles on any given run.  Running buddies encouraged me to go to the doctor, but my orthopedic doc can never see anything on me with an x-ray, and I didn’t want to pay for an MRI. I decided to lay low and not run for a few weeks, which was depressing.  I did a few more runs after that where my left leg hurt after mile 1, but not as intensely. (Yoga and nightly stretching helped.) Over a month since I came back to running, and thank God, I feel no pain at all.

I accepted the Runner’s World Holiday Streak Challenge: Run at least 1 mile per day every day from Thanksgiving to New Years’ Day.  So far I’m on it! I’m starting and finishing the streak with races: Did a 5K race on Thanksgiving morning when it was a bone-chilling, extremity-numbing 23 degrees in Georgia! (Yes, we get frost, ice and have to scrape it off our cars too!) 30:49–just 9 seconds slower than my last 5K when it was 50 degrees warmer.  I will also do my first 10K race on January 1, called the “Resolution Run.” Something came over me on December 12 (discounts), and I enrolled in 3 races that day that will take place at various times in 2014, including the Resolution Run. Continue reading “On the Run (From the Madness)”