For instance, yesterday I woke up and drank a cup of coffee and checked my e-mail. Then I threw on my bike shorts and a sports bra and hopped right on the bike trainer. I didn't need to figure out where I was going or worry about cars or routes. I just wanted to get some quick cardio in.
watching Modern Family while cycling adds
a nice little laughter/abdominal workout
After just 45 minutes on the bike I hit the trails for a 3 mile recovery run. I always like to see how my legs are holding up after a long run like yesterday's 20. They felt great! I took it nice and slow which can be hard to do, but I forced myself to let guys pass me. Man, I hate that.
I made it up every hill along the way without ever having to walk. This is a great sign, especially for me, the hill hater.
My confidence is starting to grow. My training is finally coming together and I can see gains. When I started this training cycle I felt weak and pathetically slow. I had just been laid up in bed after donating my eggs and dealing with complications. I couldn't exercise for over 2 weeks! I felt like I had lost a great deal of fitness in this short time of being bed ridden and the prior weeks of easy, cautious workouts. I doubted my ability to run this race at all.
I almost dropped out. I can distinctly remember one day in which I felt so awful that I stopped mid-run on the side of the trail, sat on a log and cried. I was done. Ready to quit. Angela told me to just give it another week. This was the best advice. She didn't try to convince me to run the race because she knew that wouldn't work. Angela trusted that I would get over this hump and see the light at the end of the tunnel. So, I gave it another week and felt slightly better. I still considered dropping out but thought I'd give it one more week. Before I knew it, I forgot that dropping out was even an option. Now I feel great and I am thanking Angela and my friend AJ for advising me against quitting.
My goal for Chicago is to rock a 3:30. This is 5 (almost 6) minutes faster than Surf City. I believe I can do it. My training plan seems to believe I can run a 3:24, but I say that plan is whack. ;-) It will all come down to October 9th; how my body feels and the weather. My biggest concern is truly the weather. I'm from Chicago, I know how bipolar it can be.
hoping I feel as good as I did here, at Surf City
Angela ran Chicago in 2007 in which it was blazing hot and they stopped the race. People were being carted off to the hospital left and right and a few people even died. In 2009 she ran it again. This time it was in the 40s at the start and she wore a long sleeve the entire race. Clearly, the weather is unpredictable. I am praying to the running gods for cool weather. Please god, no crazy heat and no horrid humidity. I don't think I can perform in those conditions after my training here in mild San Diego. It's a blessing and a curse that I live in such a perfect climate.
Either way, I can only control my training and my attitude. The weather is out of my hands.
I am enjoying a cut back week right now. Saturday will involve sleeping in (wahoo!) and Sunday I will watch my friend Sarah run America's Finest City Half Marathon. I am hoping to join her for a few miles of it.
Any upcoming races for you?
What are your goals?