a forwardish motion

True story - I started this post Sunday night.  Have you ever had one of those days that feels like your Monday is dragging, and lunch will never come, and then you realize it's actually Wednesday already?  Yeah.  That's what my week has been like

If you've reading my blog, first off, i'm sorry - because this blog is lame.  But you will have noticed that i have been having a bad time keeping my running and training on track.  I would love to say that now, post marathon, it is a new day, and i can start fresh, and blah blah blah blah.  But the truth is, we are still going through a lot of changes over here.  Matt is starting his new job, and we are going to have to move this summer.  Change is stalking me.  But i am proud that over the past few turbulant months, I have managed to keep up with about 20 miles a week.  Granted it should be more like 50, but sometimes that is just not in the cards.

So, looking ahead, i can promise you nothing more than a somewhat forwardish motion.  My next race on schedule is Ragnar, so at the very least - there will be double run days.  I actually enjoy doubling up on runs.  I just don't have time usually for an 8-10 mile midweek run unless i wake up at 4am, or stay up past my 10pm bedtime.  But, i can usually swing breaking it up into a morning and evening run.  I really need to focus on bringing my mileage up this summer, and improving the quality of the miles.  It doesn't help that summer is the worst time ever for me for training.  The heat, the sun, the pollen - blergh.

Just to prove i am still running, i have started forcing people to run with me as proof - I got to run with Bobbi on Saturday, and my newly-wed friend Eric on Sunday! Eric and i hit the trails down in Palos, where i stubbed my toe so bad i flew face first into a pile of leaves.  Now my good toe is also turning black.  Totally ready for this trail marathon in August.  TOTALLY.

And just to keep this as a running blog, (on a technicality) i ran last night.  And i saw a deer.  And the deer was eating a cake. I didn't have my phone, but here is a reenactment of the scene.


Did i mention the cake was on a pedastool wooden display thingy?



Good, Bad, and Ugly

In an attempt to actually keep up with my blog (something i seem to be epically failing at lately)  I am going to try a new weekly thing.  Mostly as an excuse to post ugly pictures of my feet.  And because i like to pretend that people both read my blog, and care about the inter-workings of my daily life.

This Week:

The Good:  Matt finally found a new job!!  I can't tell you how stressful the past few months have been.  Matt is in the same field as i am, so we found ourselves both in crappy jobs, and competing for the same obscure jobs in the same city.  Not our finest planning.  But now i am so relieved we are both in stable jobs that respect us.  And no more working until midnight most nights - so yay for having dinner with Matt again!

The Bad:  What is with all the non-rescue dog shaming lately?  We go to the dog park by my house almost everyday (unless its raining) to let waffles run around and socialize.  So naturally, we meet lots of dogs and people.  Most of them are cool.  I had a lady start asking me about waffles, what breed she is, where we rescued her from.  I told her we got her from a breeder in Michigan.  She immediately turned around and walked away, refusing to talk to me.  Until later when she came back to lecture me on how i should have adopted a pitbull or a chihuahua, because the shelters are filled with them.
1.  We specifically chose the breed of dog we have because it is one of the few truly hypo-allergenic dogs out there.  Even all the doodle hybrids make Matt sick.  If it were up to me, i would adopt ALL THE DOGS!  We have been on the Basenji Rescue list for two years.  TWO!  They have deemed us unworthy dog owners because we both work.
2.  Matt volunteers at paws twice a week, and i donate money.  We DO care about those pitties and chi's.
3.  We could never give a good life to a pitbull in our 800 square foot apartment.  Maybe a chihuahua would be happy, but they need an owner who will give them constant attention - thats not me.
4.  You're a giant bitch lady.  Mind your own business and stop trying to shame those of us who got our dog in a different but still responsible way.

Why does everyone hate me so much??

The Ugly:  (If you are eating, you should just leave.)  As the weather got warm, i realized i will never, ever be able to wear sandals again.  After the Dublin marathon last fall, my big toe went black, and never recovered.  I learned to live with it, and even lovingly named him big blackie.  Then he fell off about a month ago.  And underneath him, was a new gargoyle of a mishapen toenail.  And now, after running Jailbreak and Flying Pig, even the gargoyle is starting to turn dark.  How come runners world never posts an article on this shit??

WTF?????

I won't even show you the other foot, because my pinky toenail split down the middle during jailbreak. I honestly wouldn't be shocked if the whole toe just fell off at this point.

So - Good, Bad, and Ugly.  We'll see if it sticks!

A floating pig.

To reward myself for not training all year and half-assing my way through a marathon a week ago, i treated myself to a half marathon on Sunday!  Actually, i was looking forward to the Flying Pig all year.  I don't normally like "big" races, but the Flying Pig stole my heart last year, and i want to do it every year now.  I even briefly considered going to for the full this year, but just because i survived one marathon without training, doesn't mean i should push it and try two back to back.  So, i did the half again this year, and it was the best thing ever.  Maybe next year is the year i go for the full Monty!

We drove to Cincinnati friday night after work, which is the worst part.  Its late, and we were both trying to stay awake.  We ate Taco Bell on the road, and i make the mistake of trying to be healthy and getting the Cantina Bowl (which the "veggie" cantina bowl is just lettuce and rice.  Because iceburg lettuce is totally a vegetable.) Never try to be healthy kids. 

We got there late, but woke up early and took waffles for a four mile run.  Normally, i don't run the day before the race, but i knew this race would not be raced in anyway what-so-ever.  It was a nice way to get used to the Cincy weather (900% humidity) and Waffles needed the fresh air after being cooped up in the car on Friday.  We even took time to good around!

 Then we went to the BEST PLACE EVER for "noon tea/lunch.  There is a place in Cincy called The BonBonerie.  We got to eat finger sandwiches, fruit, and cookies, and other light fare.  If you are in Cincinnati, you MUST go here.  For little bites of food, it was actually really filling.  They even had Flying Pig cookies!  I love that the Flying Pig literally takes over the whole city for a weekend.  

Then Matt and i headed to the expo, which is huge.  It's not quite as big as the Chicago Marathon, but it's pretty dang impressive

I got my yearly picture with "Pigippides."  He is the pig that ran from Marathon to Athens that the history books left out.  Typical.

We went home and then decided to take Waffles hiking in the local nature preserve.  Because i am a pro at doing everything you shouldn't do the day before a race.  The weather was so nice i couldn't resist.

I went to lay out everything before i went to bed, and realized i only packed one arm warmer.  Because I'm awesome.  Bonus points because it was raining and i really wanted it.

The race starts at 6:30am eastern time, so that involved me getting up at 3:30am Chicago time.  Happy camper i was not.

They let the runners hang out in the football stadium before the race.  My pace leader David runs the pig every year, so he was going to run with us up until the split, and my friend Brittany was running the half too!

The rain cleared up for the start of the race, and except for a few drizzles hear and there, didn't start again until the finish (but then it poured)

The race was awesome.  So many people out SO EARLY cheering, dancing, having a good time.  It was like all of sudden we teleported to mile 5.  And then began our journey to the summit of that stupid giant Cincinnati hill.   It's really not the worst hill ever, its just that I am a Chicago flat-lander.  On the plus side, I ran up that entire hill (to mile 9.5) without stopping once.  On the down side, i had an asthma attack.  It wasn't the worst one ever, but it is still sucky experience.  I had mild asthma problems on the hill last year, but it was so hot last year i was taking walk breaks, so it didn't catch up with me.  This year it did, but luckily enough i had coach Matt to talk me down.  The worst part of having an asthma attack is the sheer terror of not being able to take a deep breath.  Luckily Matt was super calm, barking Lamaze orders at me (in through nose, out through the mouth!)  Eventually, we just stopped for a minute so i could just get re-center and get some oxygen in me.  I was very glad they didn't mind stopping with me.  After that, we began out descent back down.  This was much easier, and my breathing was in control (for the most part) for the rest of the day.  The downhill parts FLY.  (Crap - maybe thats why they call it Flying Pig??)

We all finished together as it started to rain.  They have TONS of food after the race as well.  Like more food than i have ever seen at any race.  I actually had to use my mylar blanket as a satchel to manage it all.

 We parked maybe 3/4 of a mile away, and we made the soaking wet trek to the car.  Only i forgot, i had put the parking ticket in my SPI belt.  It got SOAKED.  I don't know why, but we decided to try it anyway to see if the machine could read it.  Naturally, it jammed in the machine, and it was out of commission the rest of the day.  I was scolded by a 16 year old parking attendant who was in disbelief at the fact that i would even consider jamming the wet parking ticket in the machine.  He then parking shamed me as he glared at me while making an "out of order" sign for the machine.  

In short, despite the giant hill, it is really one of the best races i have ever run.  They really make it an event for everyone too, with a 5k and 10k on saturday, and a kids run.  The whole town seems to participate.  If you are ever in need of a spring race, GO TO THE FLYING PIG.  The only thing i would change about the whole weekend would be the Cantina Bowl, and the bad call on the parking ticket.

I will be back for you next year, Flying Pig, and i will make it up the hill without stopping again, AND not have an asthma attack - its on, suckas!

The Mental Marathon

On Monday night, i went to Universal Sole for a fun run and training seminar put on by CARA.  I am doing the half training program this summer in preparation for the ZOOMA half marathon in August.  Some of our ZOOMA ladies showed up, as well as our sponsor, muscle milk! It was a kick off for half marathon training.  So, if you are on the lakefront Saturday mornings - look for me!

Because I am me, i missed the training run because of my inability to emotionally handle parking downtown, and ended up sitting in a corner of Universal Sole stewing.  Luckily Katie and Lauren couldn't find parking either.  Eventually the runners returned, including Kelly and Sierra, and we got down to business.  

Stole ya pic, Kelly!  Thanks!

I have been to many of these seminars, so most of the information wasn't new to me (but super helpful if you are a newish runner!)  Things like stretching, nutrition, etc.  The one new element was that they had a sports psychologist talk to us.  First off, i didn't even know there was such a thing as sports psychology, and now i want to know more about it.  Secondly, she briefly went over coping with the Boston Marathon tragedy, but mostly went over the mental aspects of training and marathoning (or half-marathoning!)  I know a lot of people (myself included) that do not perform well in the marathon distance despite being very talented runners (myself excluded).  Most of us train every muscle in our body except our minds.  (Except me - i skip my core workouts also).  So our body is physically able to keep going, but our minds freak out and we end up walking, crying, puking, drinking bloody mary's, whatever our coping mechanism is.  So really, most of it is a mental battle.

It's something i want to learn more about, and obviously, she only had 10 minutes to talk about it.  One snippet of advice she shared was to have a "power song".  A song that no matter what, you will run to. Its almost like a subconscious message to focus and get back in the game!  I have always had a power song, and it's Freebird, by lynyrd skynyrd.

Press play if you can handle the awesome.

Something about the slow start and increasing tempo just gets me to run, no matter how tired or hurting i am.  And it doesn't hurt that its like a 10 minute song.  I wont lie, during really awful training runs, i have listened to it multiple times in a row.  

Do you have a "power song"?  Have you ever heard of sports psychology??

My fifth marathon.

Friday night, Matt, Waffles and I packed up the old versa an headed up to central Wisconsin.  I had wanted to write a blog post about my "taper week"  but you really don't taper when you don't train for a marathon.  I had the worst week ever last week, that reached its low point Thursday afternoon as i sat crying in the bathroom work.  Way to show you are the only girl in the office, right?  Anyway, by the time Friday evening came, i was so grateful for two days to get away from everything that i would have run any amount of miles just for the chance to escape.

So we made the 4 hour trek to Wautoma.  I ate in the car (totes the best way to prepare for a marathon) and as we got closer, the roads just got more and more rural.  I had booked us a room in the Super 8 motel which was both dog friendly and about a mile from the start/finish.  Matt kept teasing me, because apparently he thinks he is above staying at the super 8, but it was seriously the best decision ever.  There were SO nice.  We got in around 10:30, and the lady had even printed a little map for so we would know how to get to the race in the morning.  

Coach waffles with a last minute pep talk.

The other cool thing about Super 8 is they have continental breakfast every day starting at 5:30.  I had brought my own clif bar, because i eat one before every marathon, but it was nice to have coffee that wasn't instant.  When i was making my second coffee trip, a girl approached me to ask me which race i was running.  Apparently it was her first marathon, and she was trying to find someone to buddy up with to help her finish.  Her goal was around 5 hours.  I said that i had low expectations because i had skipped most of my training, but that i was pretty sure i could get her there! So, i told her i would meet her at the start line.  There were only 72 runners, so it was pretty easy to find her.

We got there early so i could get my race number (which took all of 90 seconds, so i don't know why i was worried) The t-shirt was long-sleeved (which i actually prefer!) and we got a cute water bottle, and the bag was one of those nice drawstring ones.  They had fruit and bagels for everyone, even the spectators, which was really nice!

pre-race dancing

While we were waiting for it to start, another girl approached me to ask me about my top.  She eventually said she was just making an excuse to find out how fast i run, because i looked like competition.  LOL!  I told her my seriously runner look was all a rouse, and she had nothing to worry about. But, i kind of consider this a BQ in looking awesome.  So yay, me.
Actually, a good chunk of my outfit was new, as in never worn before.  New shoes, bra, and shorts.  Hows that for living on the edge?

They said a prayer for Boston before the start of the race, and we were off!

I won't bore you with the mile by mile break down, but i will say this.  I was so focused on making sure Bethany had a good first marathon experience that i never had my normal "marathon breakdown"  There were no tears, no sitting down on a curb, no vowing to never run a marathon again.  I felt strong the entire time.  Thats not to say it was easy.  It was a hilly course - nonstop rolling hills.  Oh, and i didn't train to run a marathon.  My feet were killing me by mile 12 (it could have been that i was wearing new shoes too?  who knows)  But, despite the difficulty, worrying about someone else took my mind off everything.  I told stories, i made up little songs (like the "f*** you mile 22" song).  I know the last 6 miles were really hard for her.  They are hard for everyone, but i think they are especially hard during your first marathon.  We took frequent walk breaks, i did my best to keep us on pace.  It got a little warm (70!) and sunny.  The police were nice enough to drive along the course to bring us all bottles of water (aid stations were about 3 miles apart, so i was grateful for the extra water in the sun!) We finally hit the home stretch, and i just started yelling at her to run as fast as she could.  Then i started yelling at everyone else that this was her first marathon, and people seemed to get that, and just started cheering and yelling, and i was behind her just screaming "FIRST TIME MARATHONER RIGHT HERE"  in hindsight, the poor girl probably wanted to trip me.  But i will never forget the suck level of my first marathon finish, and everyone should have people cheering for them, even if its 10 people.  And those 10 people ROCKED.  I got her across the finish line in 5 hours and 1 minute.  I was a minute off, but hey - it was my first time pacing someone (and the course was long).  I think she was pleased anyway.  

The aftermath:  I don't want people to think that not training for a marathon is all sunshine and roses.  I am lucky to even finish the race.  My pinky toenail split right down the middle, and i have a sharp pain in my lower back that will not go away.  So, I am not sure if there is a market right now for the "Gingerfoxxx training plan: drink your way to a marathon finish"  But then again, maybe people would be on board with that....I also have the most brutal sunburn i have had in YEARS.  I put on sunblock, but i didn't expect it to be quite so warm and sunny, so i had just put it on around my arm warmers.  I took the arm-warmers off at mile 5 and my arms FRIED in the sun.  I can barely type this actually.  A rookie sauce mistake i will NOT make again.  But seriously, i CAN'T WAIT to run another marathon.  Only i will train this time!

The rest of the weekend:  Since i ran a conservative race, i didn't feel like i was dying the way i normally do.  Matt and i decided to go bar hopping in Wautoma!

THE MEGA-FRY!

When in Wisconsin, you have lots of cheese and beer.  It is known.
We also took Waffles out for a nice hike on some Wisconsin trails, since she was so well behaved at the race.

The next day, we took the long way home so that we could stop by the super remote cemetary my Dad is buried at.  I try and make it once a year, and i usually leave random things there - it's so fried green tomatoes.

Is it morbid to take photos at cemetary?  I always do...

Hopefully he like the race medal.  I thought it was cool!  We took our time on the way back, and hit up some farmers markets, and just cruised through country roads enjoying the scenery and fresh air.  I think the whole weekend did us ALL some good.

She likes the view on my shoulders....

So, in short Jailbreak was a great race.  The course is constant rolling hills, so its a little hard on the legs and feet.  There were 72 runners total for the full marathon, so it will be lonely.  If you need crowds, it might not be for you.  If you like trees, wild turkeys, and amish children waiving at you from a horse drawn cart, then this is totally for you.  I would like to run it again, especially because how fun Wautoma was.  I would run a marathon just as an excuse to visit!!

Countdown to next marathon - August!!

Housekeeping!

I sat down for a minute, and realized there is a wealth of knowledge i should be sharing on the blog that i haven't been.  Housekeeping time for the blog!  SO, if your race schedule isn't packed this summer, get ready for it to be!

Move for the Kids 5k - May 19th

This is a super cute 5k down by soldier field, and its for a great cause!  It's benefiting the Children's hospital of Chicago.  And, it's a run/walk, so if you are a new to the running scene, it isn't a high pressure event!  Please use readM4TK when you register to save $4 - because saving money is cool.  So they tell me.


Zooma Women's Half Marathon & 10k

Its August 10th!  I am doing the half marathon.  As an ambassador, waffles and I got huge care package of runner goodies that i want to share with you.  So come run with me sometime!  (And hurry.  Matt is eating all the protein bars...)(and Waffles is eating the hat.....)


There is still time to enter the sweepstakes - HERE

This baby is a free weekend in the city with a shopping spree.  Do it now.  Don't pass go.  Don't collect  $200.  Just go win this.

Or, if you aren't the lucky type, sign up here and use the discount CHIAMB5 to save cash monies.

Zooma kick off with CARA
4/29 at 6pm Universal Sole East Lakeshore.  CARA will be there talking about their Half Marathon training program.  You don't have to be registered, but you are able to register there if you like - I have always enjoyed the CARA training programs.  And I will have just run a marathon, so you can sit back and watch me waddle through the fun run and have a couple of laughs.

Run for Boston 5k

The Chicago Running Bloggers and the Muddy Monk have teamed up to create a 5k with all the proceeds going towards the victims of the Boston Marathon bombings, specifically a charity that works with amputees.  Its June 15th (a Saturday) and i better see you there!  And, if running isn't your thing, or you are injured, or just lazy like me, volunteer!  Maggie, the genius behind Mag Mile Runner is creating a volunteer sign up sheet.  Once i know for sure its finalized, i will post a link for volunteer sign up somewhere noticeable on the blog.

Until then, go sign up for the race!  We even have a virtual race for those who aren't in the Chicagoland area.  Check out all the info HERE.

Team Run for HD

And, last but not least, Team Run for HD is back in action!  We are running the Chicago Half Marathon & 5k again this September.  I wont overwhelm you with threats to join us right now (those will come later), but just know its on the horizon.  Also, that means PARTY TENT IN CHARITY VILLAGE!  You can always click the Team Run icon to the left for more information.  Or just ask me.

Whew!  That was a lot.  I need a drink.  Too bad its 8am.

And her lunch grew three sizes that day...

Seriously.  I would photograph all 5 lbs of it, but 2 lbs were already eaten before 9am.  I have reached that horrible realization that I am running a marathon in 5 days, and there is nothing I can really do at this point to change the outcome.  The training cycle is over, and the whole darn thing was a shit show.  (actually, just the second half….the first half went pretty well!) There is nothing I can do, and no one I can blame for whatever happens on Saturday.

No, wait.  Scratch that.   I blame the dog.  She has been a major contributing factor to skipped runs and lost sleep.  And over-consumption of martinis.  Luckily, thanks to a new combination of meds and about a grand in vet visits, everything seems to be A-ok, and the little chunker feels like she might have even put on some weight – watch out 17lbs, here we come!  Either way, Waffles, this is all your fault. 

I jest (sort-of).  There are a lot of contributing factors to this shitty training cycle – some good, some bad.  And either way, it’s too late to dwell on them now.  Because I HAVE TO RUN AN F***ING MARATHON ON SATURDAY!!!

With the lack of physical training, I only have my brain to help get me through this one.  I actually think this might be the most “mentally fit” I have been going into a marathon.  Now I just have to keep it that way until Saturday…..Welcome to my “serenity now” rampage!

***Also, I would like to see anyone else use rampage and serenity in the same sentence. 

This is mostly towards Matt and Waffles, and I will let you guess which rules go to which, but seriously – serenity now.  Right-freaking-now.

1.        I am going to be in bed by 9:30.  10 at the latest.  If you need an egg sandwich at midnight, you WILL be making it yourself.

2.       Stop waking me up in the middle of the night to go outside.  Repeatedly.  You are just doing it now because I have gotten used to it, and you know there are rabbits outside at 4am. 

3.       NO JALEPENOS ON ANYTHING, GOD DAMMIT!  Stop sneaking them onto my food.  Seriously.

4.       Stop judging me when I try to eat an entire bowl of popcorn.  After dinner.  I’m carbo-loading, you jerks.

5.       I can’t do laundry or dishes this week.  My muscles are regenerating this week in preparation for the race.  Sorry guys.

6.       If I wake up even one night this week because I have been shoved into the crack between the bed and the wall and there is a dog on top of me, you are both sleeping on the couch.

7.       Apple-flavored vodka counts as a fruit, and anyone who tries to argue this point with me is in for a world of hurt.  (Also – apple flavored vodka is on sale at Trader Joes for $6.99 – get on that!!)

8.       And you, Mother Nature.  Don’t. Even. Start with me.  I mean it.