The month of December went by so quickly and here we are in late-January of 2012. I think I ran 3 times in December. My group does a holiday lights run and a solstice trail run and I did both of those. I also did a charity 5k run for the Salvation Army. All in all I probably ran 9 miles after the CIM. I have not ran in 5 weeks.
I guess I need to figure out what I am going to do now. My journey is complete. I did what I set out to do and completed my goal. The question is at what cost? My body feels broken down. My ITB while not as tight as after the marathon, nevertheless, is still tight. I get pain sometimes just walking around at work. I am having some right hip trouble that just started up mid-December. The hip starts to ache when walking the dog and the next thing I know I have shooting pain down the front of my leg which then causes me to limp severely. My tibial tendon problems seems to have moved around the corner and is now an Achilles problem. Geez I feel like one of the parents on Seinfeld complaining about all of their ailments.
I was hoping to do some trail races this spring, but those are out now. I do have a running clinic I am going to go to on Saturday, January 28th. It is really a Chi Running class although that is not what he calls it. It is called Running Injury Free. I hope that 3 hours is enough to get me on the right track. I am looking forward to it. In the meantime I am following my groups training plan for their next Half Marathon, the Shamrock'n in mid March. Today they had to run 6 miles so I did 60 minutes on the elliptical. Fortunately, I like to listen to podcasts which really helps make it less boring. Right now one of my favorites is NPR's Wait Wait Don't Tell Me. Hilarious stuff.
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Wednesday, February 1, 2012
Sunday, December 18, 2011
The Finish Line
The beginning of my big day started at 2:30 am. I think I got about 4.5 hours of sleep. I know that seems really early but I had to meet my running partner at 4 am and I had to allow enough time for my system to wake up. I actually needed every one of those minutes. I had to check the weather, Facebook to see what was going on with the running group and if there were any last minute changes amongst other things that needed to be done.
As usual I was out the door late but we got to downtown Sacramento in plenty of time. We had coffee, we ate our yummy breakfast...Honey Stinger Waffles and then we waited in line to get on the school buses that were waiting for us. We then drove to Folsom and the start line. It was in the mid 40's on Sunday morning.
I had on arm warmers, shorts, running shirt, sweatpants, sweatshirt, gloves, socks and compression calf sleeves. We waited on the bus until 15 minutes before the race started then hit the porta-potties. We found some of our friends and then waited for it all to begin.
We were told that there were 8000 running the marathon and 4000 participating in the relay which had four legs to it. The race started at 7 and we were off. Of course it took us about 5 minutes or so to cross the start line. Everywhere you looked there were clothes strewn on the ground...pants, sweatshirts, garbage bags, blankets. These were to be donated to the homeless later.
The course starts in Folsom and continues through Orangevale, Fair Oaks, Carmichael and then Sacramento. In the old town section of Fair Oaks there are hundreds of wild chickens and we saw a couple
as we ran by. We were so lucky to have such good weather for the race. Somewhere in the Fair Oaks area I shed my sweatshirt, sweatpants, and gloves as I got too warm.
Never having run in any other kind of big long race like this, I was surprised at the level of crowd support. There were people out on their front lawns drinking their coffee, waving and cheering us on as we ran by. We saw lots of spectators with dogs which was fun. We saw so many different breeds which broke up some of the monotony. Our running group was out in force on the course. We saw them early on and then at the half way point and then at around mile 26.1. They were all there with signs and cheers. I can't imagine doing this alone with no support. It is such a big undertaking. I ran over 700 miles so I could run 26.2 miles on a Sunday in December.
It was worth it though. You really find out what you are made of. It is as much a mental exercise as it is a physical one. I had a few tough runs prior to the CIM. When I cruised through mile 18 with no problems it was a great relief. At that point I felt confident that I could finish the race without having to walk any more than the 1 minute I walked after 3 minutes of running. In the end I ran most of the last 2 miles or so just because I was afraid if I stopped I wouldn't be able to run again. I finished the race in 5 hours 28 minutes and 54 seconds. I hope that someday I can try and run another marathon and run the entire thing. I have a lot of issues to work on before that happens.
In the end, I accomplished my goal of raising $1000 for The Christopher and Dana Reeve Foundation. In fact I raised $1050. A big thanks to everyone that contributed. An even bigger thanks to my running friend Terry Tokutomi who ran with me the last 2 months of my training. She kept me positive and motivated when I was feeling very down. You have no idea what that means to me. My running a marathon journey is over, but what I do next is yet to be determined. I need to get my running form corrected so that I don't have these ITB problems. I am so tired of my knee hurting me. I hope that 2012 will be as great a year as 2011.
As usual I was out the door late but we got to downtown Sacramento in plenty of time. We had coffee, we ate our yummy breakfast...Honey Stinger Waffles and then we waited in line to get on the school buses that were waiting for us. We then drove to Folsom and the start line. It was in the mid 40's on Sunday morning.
I had on arm warmers, shorts, running shirt, sweatpants, sweatshirt, gloves, socks and compression calf sleeves. We waited on the bus until 15 minutes before the race started then hit the porta-potties. We found some of our friends and then waited for it all to begin.
We were told that there were 8000 running the marathon and 4000 participating in the relay which had four legs to it. The race started at 7 and we were off. Of course it took us about 5 minutes or so to cross the start line. Everywhere you looked there were clothes strewn on the ground...pants, sweatshirts, garbage bags, blankets. These were to be donated to the homeless later.
The course starts in Folsom and continues through Orangevale, Fair Oaks, Carmichael and then Sacramento. In the old town section of Fair Oaks there are hundreds of wild chickens and we saw a couple
as we ran by. We were so lucky to have such good weather for the race. Somewhere in the Fair Oaks area I shed my sweatshirt, sweatpants, and gloves as I got too warm.
Never having run in any other kind of big long race like this, I was surprised at the level of crowd support. There were people out on their front lawns drinking their coffee, waving and cheering us on as we ran by. We saw lots of spectators with dogs which was fun. We saw so many different breeds which broke up some of the monotony. Our running group was out in force on the course. We saw them early on and then at the half way point and then at around mile 26.1. They were all there with signs and cheers. I can't imagine doing this alone with no support. It is such a big undertaking. I ran over 700 miles so I could run 26.2 miles on a Sunday in December.
It was worth it though. You really find out what you are made of. It is as much a mental exercise as it is a physical one. I had a few tough runs prior to the CIM. When I cruised through mile 18 with no problems it was a great relief. At that point I felt confident that I could finish the race without having to walk any more than the 1 minute I walked after 3 minutes of running. In the end I ran most of the last 2 miles or so just because I was afraid if I stopped I wouldn't be able to run again. I finished the race in 5 hours 28 minutes and 54 seconds. I hope that someday I can try and run another marathon and run the entire thing. I have a lot of issues to work on before that happens.
Saturday, December 3, 2011
Thirteen Hours To gO!
I have my pasta sauce simmering on the stove. Hopefully, I will eat by 7 pm instead of the not so great for running a marathon time of 9 pm. It has been a busy day. I ran at 7 am to see what the temperature was like and to shake out the kinks and also to check the running gear. BTW, long socks on arms are scratchy so I bought some arm warmers at the expo for $10. I will be ditching the sweatshirt and sweatpants somewhere along the course. I went to the CIM Expo and listened to some speakers and wandered around looking at the various booths. I got my very boring grocery shopping done and gas for the car so I would be ready to go at 4 am tomorrow.
Wow!!! A year of planning and working towards my goal are at an end. I ran 721 miles to get to tomorrow. Now all I have to do is show up and run 26.2 miles.
I've been thinking a lot about my brother today. He has rarely been far from my mind. I remember the sweet little boy he was, following me and my other brother around. Brett is 4 years younger than me and 18 months younger than my other brother. In those days, he was a nuisance to me. Getting into my things, asking lots of questions and in general just being a little boy. There was no way for me to know that when we grew up he would be one of my closest friends.
I know people that don't have relationships with their siblings. I have a friend that doesn't like her brother. That is so foreign to me. I can't even imagine what it would be like not to have my brother, both my brothers in my life. In my birthday card this year he wrote a note, yes with a pen in his mouth he wrote these words: "I've always known that my big sis has my back. That was true when we were kids and now even more so." The thing that he doesn't know is that he has always had my back. He has always been a source of strength to me. There are many decisions in my life that I couldn't have made without his counsel. I just feel so lucky to know him, to count him as my friend, and to love him like a brother because he is...my brother Brett. Tomorrow is all for you little brother. Your spirit will carry me on my way. I love you!!!
Wow!!! A year of planning and working towards my goal are at an end. I ran 721 miles to get to tomorrow. Now all I have to do is show up and run 26.2 miles.
I've been thinking a lot about my brother today. He has rarely been far from my mind. I remember the sweet little boy he was, following me and my other brother around. Brett is 4 years younger than me and 18 months younger than my other brother. In those days, he was a nuisance to me. Getting into my things, asking lots of questions and in general just being a little boy. There was no way for me to know that when we grew up he would be one of my closest friends.
I know people that don't have relationships with their siblings. I have a friend that doesn't like her brother. That is so foreign to me. I can't even imagine what it would be like not to have my brother, both my brothers in my life. In my birthday card this year he wrote a note, yes with a pen in his mouth he wrote these words: "I've always known that my big sis has my back. That was true when we were kids and now even more so." The thing that he doesn't know is that he has always had my back. He has always been a source of strength to me. There are many decisions in my life that I couldn't have made without his counsel. I just feel so lucky to know him, to count him as my friend, and to love him like a brother because he is...my brother Brett. Tomorrow is all for you little brother. Your spirit will carry me on my way. I love you!!!
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Research for a Cure for Spinal Cord Paralysis
4 Days and Counting
I had a pretty miserable last four miles on my last long run before the CIM. We ran 22 miles but unfortunately I had to walk the last 3 miles because of knee pain. It was cold out on the American River Bike Path with some parts colder than others. It never seemed like we warmed up enough and then when we walked, we were starting over to warm up the legs.
When I got home, I was so cold I couldn't stop shaking. My knees were knocking together so I went upstairs and stripped and jumped into bed with all the covers on trying to warm up. My hands never did. I finally got up and put on a shirt, a sweatshirt, a knit cap and sweatpants. I should have just jumped in the shower but my brain didn't seem to be working properly at that point.
I finally warmed up and got something to eat and then filled the tub up with cold water. I got my handy half gallon ice block, made some hot tea and got my reading material together, rolled up my sweatshirt and then stepped into the cold tub. As cold as it is in the beginning, miserable really, once you are totally in, it feels really good. I stayed in for 20 minutes. My legs felt so much better afterwards.
I felt like I needed to see my Physical Therapist so I e-mailed him and low and behold there was a mix up. The receptionist had made an appointment the last time I was in for tomorrow so I had a slot ready for me. Weird how sometimes serendipity steps in. I went to my appointment and he did ultrasound and pressure point massage on the sore spots. I felt better but not confident about the marathon in less than two weeks. I managed to run about 2.5 miles the next day and 3.1 miles on Thanksgiving Day. My left leg from calf to upper thigh continue to be sore. Right now I am thinking I am a crazy person to run 26.2 miles on an already sore leg. Maybe adrenaline will be just the thing to carry me through on Sunday.
When I got home, I was so cold I couldn't stop shaking. My knees were knocking together so I went upstairs and stripped and jumped into bed with all the covers on trying to warm up. My hands never did. I finally got up and put on a shirt, a sweatshirt, a knit cap and sweatpants. I should have just jumped in the shower but my brain didn't seem to be working properly at that point.
I finally warmed up and got something to eat and then filled the tub up with cold water. I got my handy half gallon ice block, made some hot tea and got my reading material together, rolled up my sweatshirt and then stepped into the cold tub. As cold as it is in the beginning, miserable really, once you are totally in, it feels really good. I stayed in for 20 minutes. My legs felt so much better afterwards.
I felt like I needed to see my Physical Therapist so I e-mailed him and low and behold there was a mix up. The receptionist had made an appointment the last time I was in for tomorrow so I had a slot ready for me. Weird how sometimes serendipity steps in. I went to my appointment and he did ultrasound and pressure point massage on the sore spots. I felt better but not confident about the marathon in less than two weeks. I managed to run about 2.5 miles the next day and 3.1 miles on Thanksgiving Day. My left leg from calf to upper thigh continue to be sore. Right now I am thinking I am a crazy person to run 26.2 miles on an already sore leg. Maybe adrenaline will be just the thing to carry me through on Sunday.
Saturday, November 12, 2011
CIM-Three Weeks Out
Tomorrow, November 12th, we are running the last 15 miles or so of the race. We will be starting at Fair Oaks and Sunrise Blvd. Should be interesting as there are no sidewalks on parts of Fair Oaks. Guess I better wear something bright so the crazy drivers on this road can see me. I can say crazy drivers because I lived in that neighborhood for 6 years. I once missed hitting a deer by about 10 feet on Fair Oaks between Sunrise and San Juan.
At this point, physically, I feel like I am being held together by string and sheer will. I have my I Phone timer working everyday at work. It alerts me every hour and a half to get up and stretch. I go through a regular routine of stretching calves, quads, hamstrings, hip flexors and glutes. I had to bring my yoga mat to work so my knees wouldn't hurt. I have a glass panel next to my door. It's kind of embarrassing to have your boss walk by while you're in the middle of a glute stretch.
Not many people understand why I am doing this. The people I work with think I'm a crazy person. My boss told me yesterday that he is happy with 29 minutes of cardio a day and that nothing could convince him that what I was doing was "fun". I don't know if it is fun either. Challenging, pushing me beyond my capabilities, setting and achieving a goal, it is all of those. Truly if a 53 year old woman with a bad knee can do this, anyone can too with proper preparation and motivation. I am motivated, very motivated. I haven't raised the money I would like to with the fundraising. My job situation became tenuous and I didn't want to threaten any professional contacts with a personal issue. Still, money is needed to continue research into the cure for spinal cord paralysis and I am glad to raise whatever I can towards that end.
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