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Today’s Reason: Endurance

As a runner, whenever I hear the word “endurance” I think in terms of miles (don’t we all?). Having successfully recovered from this year’s injury and now training for my one and only road half marathon of the year, I know that it will take time for me to re-build that mileage endurance. While I really want to hit the road (and the trails) and run all the miles every day of the week, I know I can’t as too much running too soon will result in injury- endurance, in this way, truly goes hand-in-hand with patience and good judgement.

Strangely enough, that’s the easy part of running. With 10 years of running experience and 3 running related-injuries under my water belt, I know to simply follow my training plan and plan those rest days accordingly in order to get to race day healthy and ready for that 13.1 mile endurance test. I’ve done it before, I can do it again, and I can certainly endure the time and work it takes to get back to a comfortable and happy 13.1.

By definition, endurance means two different things, first, “the fact or power of bearing pain or hardships” and second, “the ability or strength to continue or last despite fatigue, stress, or other adverse conditions”. Fits the application of running perfectly, yet those definitions imply a negativity therein- “pain”, “hardships”, “adversity” are all true to certain extent; however, I am happy to embrace all that, no matter how difficult, in order to find achievement and success beyond- not just with running, but with all that surrounds it too… Continue reading

Giving In to Injury

Booooo!!!

Booooo!!!

Yes, I realize it’s been over 3 months since I have posted- I think the above photo gives a hint as to the reason why… after my last race in November, the ball of my foot started to hurt and I ignored it.  By January, my foot was in such severe pain it couldn’t bear weight, turned purple and grew incredibly swollen so I finally stopped exercising and went to a sports podiatrist. X-rays completed, I sought 3 different opinions (because I didn’t like what ANY of them said, “What do you MEAN stop running for months???”) and even though each doctor gave me a different diagnosis, they all agreed that I had fractured the sesamoid bones that live in the ball of the foot.

Fabulous.

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Journey to 26.2, Part 1: Beginning Again

I attempted yet another half marathon this past weekend despite the fact that I’ve been injured for over a year, and it really didn’t go well.  Duh. I plan to write the race recap, of course, but wanted to write this first in an attempt to ease my mind… to be completely and totally honest, I haven’t been running much at all lately. I ran a bit prior to the Nike half and that race went really well (not speedy well, just hey-I-don’t-feel-like-imminent-death-this-time-woo-hoo kinda well) so why I seem to think I can race and expect a positive outcome while NOT training at all and eating ALL my kids’ Halloween candy is a certifiable mystery to me. I’m crazy like that.

I pushed and pushed to cross the finish of the half last Saturday, and as soon as I was done, puked about 5 times, much to my husband’s dismay. After I recovered, we headed out for my traditional post-race-burger-and-beer and chatted about the race, the course, and I complained about my sundry issues- that list seemingly 13 miles long itself… Hubby asked, “Why do you do this to yourself? I know you love running but why do you suffer so much? I just want to protect you and make sure you aren’t in pain but you just keep punishing yourself! Why???”

That’s a stupid question, I thought. Running is hard and I don’t expect every race to go perfectly, especially when I’m not prepared. I’ve always believed that the ultimate goal of training IS discomfort, you’ve got to push yourself past what you are able to do in order to get better, no one improves in the comfort zone… but then I remember that time- oh so long ago- when running was easy for me, training was a joy, PRs were a plenty, long runs were something I looked forward to and upon completion, would give myself a big pat on the back, proud of my accomplishments. Now, it’s more like, “Well, let’s get this fricking thing over with!”

That tells me it’s time to press the re-set button. I’m going back to square one. I need to re-teach myself all the basic mechanics of running in order to start doing it the RIGHT way again. Get back to the roots of why I started running in the first place and get my body and mind ready to accomplish the goal I wasn’t able to complete through this past year-of-injuries: crossing the finish line of my third 26.2.  Continue reading

Today’s Reason: Setbacks

It’s okay, I intentionally laid here and did actually get back up again and finally cross that finish line. How symbolic.

Well, it happened again. Yet another injury. Yet another round of doctor-ordered rest in order to recover. And, needless to say, yet ANOTHER removal of running from my life.

I took a break from blogging because I literally had to, the concussion I suffered from a minor car accident a few weeks ago gave me only one option to heal: “brain rest”. That is, no reading, no writing, no chores, no planning, no texting, no emailing, no social media, no video games, and most of all, no serious thinking. At first, I found that prescription hilarious and now, after 4 weeks of this, I find it torturous. Hence this post. In rebellion.

So, if you’re counting, this means that I’ve been constantly injured since last November- fractured rib to knee injury and now this ridiculous concussion. That’s 11 months, nearly a year to date. I’m 100% over it and even though I don’t totally feel like my normal self just yet, 3 weeks from today is the Nike Women’s Half Marathon in San Francisco and as of tomorrow, training begins. I’m pissed off at all these injuries, done with resting, and determined to start DOING all the things I love again. Continue reading

Race Recap: SF Marathon (2nd half)

“I’ve been injured since February, just started running again in June, not on asphalt, just dirt and grass and no hills at all, just flats, and my longest run since recovering has been 6 miles so YEAH! Let’s go ahead and run a hilly road half marathon completely and totally untrained! What a fabulous idea!!!” said no one. Ever.

‘Cept me.

Truth be told, I am totally biased when it comes to the San Francisco Marathon. I am a Bay Area native, lived here all my life, and have a personal goal to accomplish the SF full marathon AND the Oakland full. Plus, I am a proud ambassador for the SF Marathon this year so having downgraded from the full to the 2nd half as a result of my stupid knee, I was more than determined to cross that finish line, any way I could, despite my injury.  Continue reading

SLO Going

856831_632902716762948_1313491635_oI’m still injured and as of today it’s been 35 days since my last run… 35 days, that’s it??? Feels like an eternity!  Recovery is going very slowly and I’m looking at a few more months of no running. I’m feeling a TAD better about that, just a TAD. Given my 1-race-a-month habit, it’s been soul crushing to have to give up and/or plan to bow out of race after race after race.

So, I’m sure you can imagine how happy I was to read that the course limit for the SLO Marathon is 8 hours! Yipee! That means I don’t have to give this one up! Can’t run, can walk, can’t wait!!!  While it’s strange to think that I am going to intentionally walk a half marathon, as an ambassador for the race, I am beyond elated that I am able to still participate and am really looking forward to spending the weekend in beautiful San Luis Obispo surrounded by magnificent blue skies and those gorgeous rolling hills.

(SLO Marathon has extended the deadline for online registration to April 17th so if you want to join me and #RaceSLO (you can run though!) register here and use code 2014AMFRIENDS for $10 off.)  Continue reading

Today’s Reason: Respect

If you know me in real life or follow my other social media outlets, you know I am currently injured. Again. Running related injury this time- patellofemoral syndrome with a side order of a meniscus tear. Yaaaaaaay. And even if you don’t know me in real life, as a fellow runner, you can probably guess how I feel about all this: VERY sad and VERY pissed off.

Conservatively, I am looking at 8-12 long weeks of limitations, rehab, and physical therapy. This prognosis sent me into a deep pit of depression and while I’m sorta kinda snapping out of it and kinda sorta seeing a dim light at the end of this injury tunnel, I’m still having a really hard time getting my head straight while my heart continues to break over this loss (albeit temporary) of road running.

I know I must learn to respect the healing process. I’m trying hard to tell myself all the “right” things; but, in this case, respect is incredibly difficult to give as I feel so defeated in the face of injury. Learning how to respect my body, my mind, and my rehab is such a struggle right now… yet I know I must get it right if I want to get back to the road sooner than later.  Continue reading