I guess it’s time for a recap of my return to road racing…seeing as though it happened about 3 weeks ago. 🙂
I jumped back on the pavement with the Easton Children’s Museum Father’s day Road Race. It’s a nice little local race put on to benefit a really cute and wonderful local children’s museum right in the center of a neighboring town. A lot of my little patients love it there, so supporting it sounded like a great idea to me! 🙂
The race was on Father’s Day (Duh!) The night before I was up a little late watching the New England Revolution Game from a sweet presidential box…
I bought Danny season tickets to the Revs (New England’s Soccer team) last year for his b-day. He has played soccer practically since he could walk, so you can imagine the gift was a win 🙂
Our seats are usually right down by the field in a corner, but our season ticket rep. was holding an appreciation event and upgraded us that night. It was great! There was a TON of free food and access to plenty of adult refreshments. Sounds like the perfect prelude to my first road race in about 1.5 years, right? 🙂 Let me just say that we had a blast and stayed up past our bedtime.
The next morning I woke up under the cloak of darkness and got ready for what became an epic day in my running life. I decided on a cutsie outfit, I love running skirts and was feeling very pink that day. I always wear compression socks when I run. I have a herniated right calf muscle and they hold it in so well. Plus, they keeps my ankle nice and comfy.
Now pay attention to this high quality outfit shot, it will be important later.
Like he self-portrait taken in the dark? What a good wifey I am, letting my main man sleep. 😉
It was pretty hot and humid on race day. I definitely felt it, that probably had something to do with the Harpoon IPAs from the night before.
The course was nice and a little hilly at times. It was a nice small town race, with volunteers at every turn and guys yelling out splits from their stopwatches at the mile markers (well, at least 3 of them :)) We ran through a lot of nice neighborhoods and there were a lot of families out on their lawns watching and cheering. I had a blast the whole race and thanked every volunteer, police officer and spectator. I high-fived little kids and took a water cup from 2 adorable little girls who had set up a legit lemonade stand equipped with dixie cups of water.
I knew I was running slow, but I didn’t care. I was having fun and enjoying the atmosphere. Around mile 3.5, while I was busy jamming out to my tunes, I heard a guy yell out something about my outfit. I don’t want to ask him to repeat himself so I smiled and laughed and yelled “thanks!” I figured one of those responses must have been appropriate for his comment.
I made a friend in the final 1/4 mile. This older man wanted to race me to the finish. Usually I am GAME ON for this type of festivity, but I was SO not feeling it. I told him that I thought he had a way better kick than me and he should book it. I finished about 20 seconds behind him.
Picture this: me, hunched over, unable to breathe and wondering if I am gonna throw up. What is the last thing you would expect to happen at that juncture? How about the local news reporter calling me over to interview me. Yeah, that happened. I believe she said, “Hey, number 91, can you come over here? I know you can’t breathe or walk but I want to interview you. I love your outfit and we all know that, for me, it’s all about the outfit.” So, I may have just run one of my slowest and most dead-legged races, but I was about to be famous (well in this nice little town, that is.) The lady was shocked to hear about my bargain shopping skills. Skirt at Marshalls, shirt at Target? What what? I think she was hoping it was all Lululemon or Gucci.
I ran into the guy who yelled about my outset during the race, turns out he was saying that the reporter was going to love it.
I stuck around after to mingle, eat, drink and check out my results.
Ahhhh, my results. 9:33 miles. Well, good news is that I won. The 70-99 year age group, that is. The powers that be at this race think I am 74. I made about a gazillion friends what I was trying to sort this all out and make sure that I wasn’t loosing my mind. I also made it to the volunteers announcing the winners just in time to prevent my name from being called, stealing the glory from some nice old lady, and succumbing to a lifetime of questioning about how I stay looking so young.
All in all, it was a great return to racing. I was interviewed by a TV reporter, told I am a good dresser (amazing) and I won…sort of. If this race was any indication of how my racing’s going to go from here on out I should start selling tickets because it will be hilarious!
Epic, my friends, simply epic.
I completed the Whaling City Triathlon in New Bedford MA on July 1st.
I’m officially addicted to triathlons. They rock my world.
More to come when the professional pics are available. For now, I’m just gonna keep wearing my medal everywhere, my 85 year old bagger at the grocery store and 17 year old checkout girl were very impressed. 😉
Inspired by my personal sweaty idol, Emily at Sweat Once a Day I am going to throw my goals out there in cyber space. For me this means not only giving every one else a glimpse at my crazy-train thinking, but also a great amount of accountability. That accountability can sometimes be lacking in my world because I don’t really have a lot of crazy-train friends who want to sweat it out with me. In fact, they look at me with fear when I talk of things like marathons and triathlons.
So, here are my goals:
1. Make some active running/tri friends. I’ll still continue to try to convert all my buds but this may be the best way to have training partners who sod not need extreme bribery 😉
2. Complete the Whaling City sprint tri 7/1/12 –
Training has been scattered. I’m still figuring out how much the good ol’ ankle can handle. All that being said, I will complete this race and it is going to rock!
3. Do an olympic tri sometime in the next 10 months. That means either an end of season race this year or one at the beginning of the season next year. To be honest, the timing of completing this goal all depends on swimming. Which brings me to goal #3
4. Become a stronger swimmer. Strategy in process -any suggestions are greatly appreciated!
5. Do a 70.3 next season, hopefully early season, but any time will do 🙂
….which means more pretty bike rides 🙂
6. 2 year goal- 140.6. That’s right, I will do this. I can’t wait.
….and more gorgeous rides….
7. Train for and complete the Hartford Marathon 10/13/12 and stay INJURY FREE. That is the key. It will be my very first injury-free marathon training cycle. I’ll train smart, foam roll, stick it up, take rest days, strength train and drink snake venom (okay, maybe I won’t do one of those, take your guess ;))
What are your goals?
I have one friend jumping on the crazy train, who else is with me?
So I haven’t been around much lately because I have been on the move! That’s right, I am actually RUNNING, BIKING, KAYAKING and sort-of-swimming 😉
It feels so so so nice to be back. I started running outside 2 weeks ago after a hiatus of almost 1 year.
Yes, I was so excited that I took a picture of myself in the bathroom, please don’t judge.
And I took a picture of my feet….perhaps a little overboard
The first run felt fantastic just because I was back at it. That being said, RUNNING IS HARD! I forgot what it felt to pound pavement in crazy humidity. I was a wee bit nervous about how my body would react, so I channeled my PT hero and stopped and stretched at the turn around point every run. That is….until today….
The running Gods were with me.
I ran 3 miles nonstop.
I hit my stride.
I am on top of the world.
I think I may register for a fall marathon.
Call me crazy all you want, I mean what person in their right mind decides that running 3 miles=being able to run 26.2. Does not compute. Well, that is just how I roll, so get used to it. 😉
Hartford is looking pretty good. It’s 2 hours away and it just so happens to be the weekend before my sister-in-law’s wedding. I think it’s meant to be . Has anyone done it?
I hope you have a happy Tuesday! My next post will be about try-ing to be ready for that little race in 1 month… 😉
What races do you have on your calendar?
So I know there is a huge void in your life because you have not heard much from me lately…(Sarcasm, people)
Let’s just say that I have been busy actually running, biking, swimming (sort of) and kayaking! More about that to come soon, but lets just say I started yesterday in the saddle looking at the Atlantic and ended it in a kayak on a local lake watching the sunset with the hubster. Life is good. 🙂
Now, on other news….
It was my first month participating in the foodie penal program this month. I knew it was for me when I heard about it- I mean getting all sorts of yummy goodies put together by a new friend across the country? SIGN ME UP!
This month I was paired up Jolynn who blogs over at her personal website: www.jolynntoma.com
In case you re wondering, Jolynn rocks! She did a great job putting together all sorts of goodies for me and sent a very cute card to go along with them 🙂
Here are some images from before the devouring commenced:
So THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU Jolynn!
-On the 5th of every month, you will receive your penpal pairing via email. It will be your responsibility to contact your penpal and get their mailing address and any other information you might need like allergies or dietary restrictions.
-You will have until the 15th of the month to put your box of goodies in the mail. On the last day of the month, you will post about the goodies you received from your penpal!
-The boxes are to be filled with fun foodie things, local food items or even homemade treats! The spending limit is $15. The box must also include something written. This can be anything from a note explaining what’s in the box, to a fun recipe…use your imagination!
-You are responsible for figuring out the best way to ship your items depending on their size and how fragile they are. (Don’t forget about flat rate boxes!)
-Foodie Penpals is open to blog readers as well as bloggers. If you’re a reader and you get paired with a blogger, you are to write a short guest post for your penpal to post on their blog about what you received. If two readers are paired together, neither needs to worry about writing a post for that month.
-Foodie Penplas is open to US & Canadian residents. Please note, Canadian Residents will be paired with other Canadians only. We’ve determined things might get too slow and backed up if we’re trying to send foods through customs across the border from US to Canada and vice versa.
If you’re interested in participating for June, pleaseCLICK HERE to fill out the participation form and read the terms and conditions.
You must submit your information by June 4th as pairings will be emailed on June 5th! You will receive a confirmation email from me within 24 hours if you sign up. IF YOU DON’T GET ONE, send me an email!
*If you’re from somewhere besides the US, Canada or Europe and want to participate, send me an email and I’ll see if we get enough interest this month!
Good morning everyone! Happy Happy Friday to you all! 🙂
I am so pleased to let y’all know that I am back on the gold ol’ (tred)mill again! I week ago I LITERALLY cried tears of joy after my first run-walk workout. I guy on the ‘mill next to me tried to run, but then he realized he wasn’t getting any further away from the crazy emotional lady.
I am being smart and working up gradually. That being said, ALL I want to do is book it out my front door and pound through a solid 6 mile fast run. Seeing as though that would either: a) kill me; or b) make me cry tears of sorrow as I don the boot again, I have decided to be smart. Amazing, I know.
I am trying to treat running like a new relationship, and always leave the ‘mill wanting more. Earlier I typed (fred) mill by mistake, perhaps I can name MY treadmill Fred. It’s easier to concoct a relationship with a piece of exercise equipment if I can refer to it by name. Fred and I may have a complicated pass, but worked through it and look forward to running into the sunset together. 🙂
My run-walk interval is always 7 mins (because that is what amazing PT orders). I started with 2 mins of running ar 9:40 pace and 5 mins of walking x 3. Yes, that is the workout that brought tears of joy to this weirdo’s eyes. Now I am up to 4 mins of running at 9:13 pace and 3 mins of walking x 5. I think I may have floated through my day yesterday on one killer runner’s high.
Today, I will be floating through the day on this
Times two, I know, I’m badass
Now let me leave you with a happy doggy image, sometimes they like to sleep together. Not weird at all, trust me;)
What makes you smile or float through your day?
I dream big. I think it is one of my best qualities and also one of my downfalls. You see, the problem is that my aspirations are often way ahead of my body, 70.3 miles ahead, in fact…
For those of you taking bets on if I will do a 70.3 in September you better contact your bookies now- SPOILER ALERT!
Christine + 70.3 in 2012= NOT GONNA HAPPEN
After lots of serious thought and multiple people trying to talk sense into my thick skull I have decided to push that goal to next year. I think what really did it for me was the realization last week that I was not able to do any of the 3 required sports. I mean, details details. Beween my knee bursitis and my recovering ankle I was not running or biking at all, and as you all know I had a hard time swimming without feeling like I was going to drown.
Could I complette a 70.3 in September? Probably. My will is strong and one I dedicate myself to a goal I don’t give up. Would said 70.3 be pretty? Probably not! Would my training cycle be full of smiles, puppy dogs and frolics through the field? Most def. not! I am sure I would have my share of training-induced rage at the silly bike seat that won’t stay in place, the man who thinks it is okay to use MY treadmill (half joking ;)) and the worst word of all- injury.
My bod does not agree with rapid increase in training. My lungs and heart are balls-to-the-walls all in, but my joints always seems to stage a rebellion. Bursitis is case and point.
So, at the ripe old age of 29 amI finally learning to respect my body? I sure hope so, otherwise I am backing off for no reason at all! I realized I can have a great summer doing sprint tris (and maybe an olympic!) and shorter running races. I mean, if I am smart, I can come back so much stronger. Maybe I’ll even pick up some speed along the way. After all, I sure would love to qualify for Boston in the next couple years.
The idea of a fall marathon is still on the table….:)
What mage you learn to respect your body?
Have you ever changed your training/racing plans for your brain/joints and not your heart?
Now let me leave you with a fun dog pic- I think this is Brie looking into my soul….
Big news friends!
Bust first a word from our puppy sponsors:
Brie has lost her stage fright and is rocking’ the nub 🙂
Okay, are you ready?
I ran a shocking 6 minutes yesterday!
It was amazing. I professed my love to the treadmill and promised to return to continue our love affair in 2 days. I mean, I have to be careful not to take this relationship too quickly!
I spent a total of 30 mins on the ‘mill. I walked for 5 minutes, jogged for 2 mins, then repeated x 3 with a nice cool down at the end. It was great! The pace was an easy 9:40 min/mile per PT orders.Needless to say, I had a big ol’ goofy grin plastered across my face the whole time. Yes, I’m that girl.
Now, if you haven’t fallen out of your seat yet, I have even more shocking news to share:
I swam today without feeling like I was going to drown! I know, I am such an athletic marvel. I will be signing autographs later, please contact my agent.
In all seriousness though, I am so happy that things are seriously starting to fall together. Last week Iw as feeling pretty silly telling people I was taking up triathlons in the same breath as telling them I can’t bike ’cause I have bursitis, my ankle doesn’t let me run yet, and I have a near death experience every time I swim. Oh, and the race is in a month. NBD. I think people were taking bets on how long it would take until the nice lifeguards need to intervene. All those “ye of little fath” people are eating their words, take that skeptics! 🙂
Does anyone have any advice to help good swims happen more often? (you know, be a little lee-newsworthy)
For Dan’s birthday we went on a day trip to Jersey, with a bunch of smelly soccer fans, yeah, I know, that’s love 😉 We have season tickets to the New England Revolution and
A few images from the celebration:
Circa 7:30AM, on a Greyhound with a whole crew of soccer fans….
no, the guy in the back didn’t photo bomb, that’s our friend Brian 🙂
We weren’t quite sure what to expect for the bus ride down, I mean we brought a cooler packed with a few essentials for soccer-viewing and birthday-celebrating
As the bus crowd got rowdy we realized that it WAS almost noon in London, so, if we wanted the Revolution to kick some Red Bull bootay we really should start to celebrate like true English soccer fans…
Too bad the soccer Gods didn’t appreciate our sacrifice the Revs lost 1-0, even though they controlled the ball for more than 60% of the game.
I guess the Revolution fans have quite a history at Red Bull arena, a history that earned us our own security guards and escorts out of the stadium, yeah we’re bad ass. Too bad I don’t have a picture – but
it’s being kept as evidence I forgot to take one
Dan SWEARS he saw Snookie…
There she is, antagonizing us Revs fans. Those security guards had to hold me back…
So, the Revs lost, but we still had a blast. We arrived back at Gillette around midnight, piled in our cars, and mourned our loss. Oh, and lets just say those smelly fans were even smellier on the way home…not to mention that room in the back of the bus!
Have you even taken an epic bus trip?
Just a couple typical scenes at my house in the morning
Just a couple dogs in the window, nbd.
Good thing I bout that frozen edamame, or else how would I freeze my knee with that pesky burrrrr-sitis? 😉 As I am the master of strange injuries, I managed to develop a whomping bursitis on monday evening without any known cause! I mean, one could reason that it was from that awesome, heart pumping, sweat-pourin bike ride I took monday night, but come on now, that is just pure speculation…
So being a good little patient (a concept that is totally new to me since the epic ankle sprain becomes big-ol’ surgery of 2011), I took Tuesday completely off and consulted my trusty PT on Wednesday. Trusty PT not only confirmed that my knee is strange (not to mention the rest of me ;)) he told me to lay off the bike until at least Monday. Okay, trusty PT, this new patient patient can comply with those orders.
It has been an interesting week of attempting to swim back to back days. My shoulders are so tired! I asked my new tri-guru what strengthening exercises he likes to do to be a better swimmer. He told me he hasn’t found any good ones! Tri-guru, I am going to give you another chance or two, but your status as “the-be-all-and-end-all of triathlon advice” is being called seriously into question.
What exercises have all you swimmers found helpful?
Oh, and how to you keep from feeling like you are going to drown because the water makes you temporarily forget how to breathe? Oh, that’s just me, ok.
Happy Sunday everyone! I’m gonna go hit up the gym while the birthday Dan-Man is still in dreamland. That’s right, it’s Dan’s birthday and the celebration started yesterday at approximately 6:45AM. More details to follow! Have a great day!