Yeah, so I’m throwing two weeks of running in here since I didn’t post last week. I was hoping to really get back to things last week, but that didn’t quite happen.
I woke up sick last Sunday and ended up missing running in the first half the week because of that. And then Thursday and Friday were Hackday at work so I didn’t get to run because of that. My plan for the weekend was to make up as much as possible, but I was still feeling my cold enough on Saturday to cut a planned 12-miler down to just eight miles midway through. On Sunday, I got back out there for ten miles. I really had to fight through though. My legs were tired and asked me to stop around mile two and I was nauseous for the first half, but I refused to give up. I needed a running win for the week so I fought on. I got through and had a decent pace, so yay for that!
Two weeks ago, I managed to get up to 25 miles with four runs. I was feeling pretty good about that and thinking it was going to lead into last week being great, but NOPE!
We’ll see how this week goes, but Disney Wine and Dine is coming up next weekend so there’s that to be excited for. After that, I really need to get my shit together and get prepared for Goofy. At this point, best case scenario is that it’s just a tough weekend.
Anyway, that’s about all I’ve got for now, but here’s a pic of me sick in bed with Fry instead of running and going to work.
Last week was crazy intense with my trip to the Grace Hopper Celebration for Women in Computing (probably more on that soon), but I did manage to get four runs in!
I ran two mornings while away in Phoenix which is what I was hoping to pull off, so I can’t complain. My Wednesday morning run was done on the hotel treadmill which was my first treadmill run since January, I believe. It was sort of torture, but I did my four miles and didn’t entirely want to kill myself! I ended up being too exhausted from everything going on Thursday and Friday to get up and run so I made it up with a run on Saturday morning before catching my flight home. This time, I actually ran outside, though. I didn’t know the area at all since I’ve never been to Phoenix so I just did two laps around the area near the hotel for four miles total, but it was a surprisingly fast run and felt amazing.
Sunday’s long run was planned to be ten miles, I but I didn’t really expect that to happen considering how exhausted I was. I ran seven miles and stopped, but since I was still two miles from home, I decided to at least hit eight miles and cut down on the walk home. I’m not too disappointed by it though, I knew this was likely to be the case.
The good news, though, is that all my fall craziness is over! Mostly. I’ve got nothing but normal life from now until our Disney Wine & Dine racation next month! So I’ve got no excuse to not start pumping up the miles in preparation for the Goofy Challenge in January! I’ve also got no excuses to start blogging more again!
This was a blast!
Finally, we moved! Last week was CRAZY trying to get everything done and get ourselves to the new place, but we made it and it’s awesome! I didn’t get to run at all during the week, but I’m not too surprised by that, I sort of expected it.
On Saturday, I got up early and knocked out a nice 10-miler in Liberty State Park with the company of the wife and Dori for the first couple of miles. Sadly, this was my longest run in three months, but I’m glad to finally have double-digit mile runs in my life again. After the run, we got ready real quickly and headed down to South Jersey for another wedding. This time it was my ex-girlfriend’s wedding, but it was total blast. We’re still very good friends and I consider her and her family to be family so it was great to celebrate with them. For some of her extended family on her dad’s side, it was the first time I’ve seen them in years, since way before I transitioned, so I wasn’t sure what to expect from them, but it was a complete non-thing at all. It didn’t even really come up. Everyone just treated me the same as they did before. It was really nice.
College radio kids all grown up…sort of.
Sunday morning we drove back home and tried to do some more unpacking before going out for a five-miler. I told myself it had to be a recovery run since my legs were really feeling the ten-miles and hours of dancing, but my legs had other plans. I ended up doing more of a tempo pace, but I felt good.
I’m starting to think my legs are getting ready to start pushing the training again. I hope so. I want to run fast again! This week I’m away at the Grace Hopper Celebration, a conference for women in tech, so it’s going to be another crazy week, but things should be calming down after this and life should be closer to some sort of normal again. Maybe.
Gotta respect this view of from my new running route!
Yeah, last week didn’t quite go how I had hoped with running. My weekday runs went according to plan, but the weekend was a bit of a disaster.
I was supposed to get up early as hell on Saturday to knock out ten miles and then get ready to go to a wedding, but when the alarm went off at 5:30, I decided a three-hour snooze-a-thon would be a better idea. No run happened, but my body was definitely telling me I needed some sleep and I listened. The wedding was a blast though!
On Sunday, we got up early to head home and get back to work with packing since we’re loading up the truck tonight and then we have to be out tomorrow. I also found out my new insurance doesn’t cover injectable estradiol, which is a bit of a problem for me. Just another thing on the list of shit I’ve got to get sorted out. Luckily, the day was very productive otherwise. I was able to squeeze in a five-miler in the evening, but it was anything but a good run. Oh well.
I closed out the week with just three runs for seventeen miles. Unfortunately, this week won’t be any better thanks to the move.
Couple o’ hotties right here
Hanging on the bus
Whew! It’s been a busy last three weeks! My days have been really long with the new job. I head out the door at 8am and don’t see my house again until about 12 hours later. By the time I get home, I’m completely worn out and beat, but I’ve somehow been managing to squeeze some nighttime runs in. I’ve been running 4-5 days a week still which I’m pretty impressed about considering my schedule.
With the weather cooling down a little, my pace is starting to get a little faster again, but my milage still hasn’t been all that high. Last week, I hit 26 miles, but my longest run was still only eight miles. I need to start working on that like yesterday. I’d like my long runs to be 15-16 miles before the Disney Wine & Dine half marathon in November so I’m in good shape to continue on with training and be ready for Goofy in January.
I’ve been getting to get pretty bummed out about not running a fall marathon. The season is starting to ramp up and everyone has their races coming up. Even though I know killing all marathon plans for this season was the right move, it still wasn’t an easy decision and I’m still not happy about it. I have Goofy in January, but I don’t really see that as a race, just something fun to do. I’m not making any hard plans for the spring yet, but I’m hoping to do a late March, early April race. I know I swore I’d never race a spring marathon again, but I’m kind of dying here. I don’t think I could wait all the way until next fall to race another 26.2
Anyway, besides work, we’ve been trying to pack as much as possible and get ready for our move in two weeks. We’ve also been unfortunately dealing with a flea infestation. We have no idea where they came from. Our cats are 100% indoor so we know they didn’t bring them in. I’ve got a couple theories, but we’ll never know. All I know is this fucking sucks. If you’ve had fleas in your house before, you know how skeevy you feel all the time about it. Even when I’m not home, I’m constantly paranoid they’re crawling all over me. We treated the cats last week so now they’re at least walking flea death machines. We’ve also been vacuuming at least once a day and spraying flea stuff as much as we can without poisoning our cats…and ourselves. The good news is that we’ve at least regained control of the house, but this feels like it’s still far from over. I’m just hoping we can keep from bringing any with us to our new place. I have this fear that we’ll start opening boxes to find they were infested and then we’re back at square one.
Alright, off to work!
Hattie didn’t like me leaving her.