Personal Record

As I have been devouring new blogs about marathon runners, a new lingo has emerged in my lexicon! (Can you tell I'm taking a language course?)

One of them is PR, for Personal Record, usually in conjunction with super awesome running that you are proud of and display for everyone to see and admire. (I have to remind myself when I'm reading these blogs that yes, they are awesome, but no, I cannot do that [yet. yet? yet.] because I am just beginning.)

However, today I sacked up and ran 3.1 miles (5k) on the treadmill in the gym, and I did that in 30 minutes, which totally makes that my PR for a 5k that is not a real race.

Yay, me!

Things to Remember for Future Use When Running:

1. Download some new damn songs for your ipod so you aren't suddenly hearing a ballad when you want Shakira or Paramore or Avril Lavigne or someone that makes you want to run.

2. Anyone can run a mile! ANYONE. Which means when you only have 1 mile left? You have no excuse not to finish. Even if you've already done 2 miles.

3. Same with half a mile. If that Anybody can do it, I can too. And faster, even.

4. Don't forget the towel, because man, I get sweaty. Ugh.

5. I totally ran 5k in 30 minutes, and I am going to beat that time!


Race is in T-minus 6 days. Eek!

To train rhymes with pain and yes, they are synonymous today

I don't even know if my title makes sense, I am so groggy from allergies and exhaustion that I'm not thinking straight.

Point the first: Nick and I biked 7 miles, walk/jogged another 4 or so with a coworker, and then biked 7 miles back. I was impressed because we have five minute biking miles now! But oh, how my calves were burning. And now I am typing this lying in bed with my knees and calves throbbing and my lower back aching. Lovely.

Point the second: Allergies: Kicking. My. Butt. The last few days, I have taken Sudafed and Benadryl and eye allergy drops to combat the itching and the sneezing and the runny nose and the congestion. Ugh.

Point the third: Race for the Cure 5k is next Saturday! We picked up our shirts and numbers and time chips today, and I'm getting very excited for it!

Point the fourth: the last few days I did not train at all. I kind of wish we had another month so I could work on speed instead of just getting to the point where 3 miles is possible!

Point the fifth: I'm reading marathon bloggers like a crazy addict. These people talk about 20 mile runs like it is nothing, man, and I am just in awe. AWE.

Ninight.

Ow. This is dedication, ya'll. Also me being dumb.

I ran 1.5 miles home from school today, clutching my cell phone and car keys, at 7:30 p.m. In my ballet flats.

I will give you a moment to picture that.

I had some reasons for doing so: 1) laziness, because if I didn't run now I'd have to do it later when I was tired, 2) laziness, because if I ran home then I would leave the car for Nick to drive home after his class and I wouldn't have to pick him up an hour later, and 3) an intense desire to be awesome and run 1.5 miles just like that.

And I did. Yay!

Present-time Katie would like to borrow somebody's time machine in order to go back and smack Past-Katie around for jogging without stretching and without proper supportive shoes, because her knees hurt now.

Ow.

Sharing is Caring, and I Care a Lot!

. . . which is why I am sharing this with you:

OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW.

That is the sound I am making whenever I move, due to doing Level 1 of Jillian Michael's 30 day Shred workout video yesterday. I thought you should know.

Carry on!

Growing Up is Hard to Do

Yesterday I was sucker punched with the realization that holy cow, my baby brother is a whole grown up. Even if I knew in my head that he's eighteen, and in college, and working--it hit me in the gut when I was watching him drumming up on stage at the concert at his college that my tall blond brother is an adult. BAM.

Ow.