Workout – elliptical easy 30 minutes. really, too easy if you ask me. but what am I gonna do. I’m not running until Saturday. there is only one stairclimber that is always in use. my hands are tied. default to the elliptical these days. it’s really too bad you can’t do an elliptical marathon.
I need help. In many ways.
I need help organizing my schedule, preferably in the form of a full time personal assistant to remind me of things such as: go to your daughter’s kindergarten orientation this morning as well as find childcare for my son so that I am not chasing him up and down the halls at said orientation like I did last year for big sis. it’s important. you should probably be there and not miss it. I missed it. even though it was in the calendar. anna will be none the wiser. she’s just as clueless as I am. something about the apple and the tree.
truthfully, on Monday I appropriately stressed ahead of time that she had orientation and I needed to figure out that little scheduling snippet of the week. I promptly pushed it to the back of my mind to be ‘taken care of later’. It was not taken care of later. I didn’t know I missed it until I was reminded by a friend and the school secretary who left a message saying what kind of horrible mom are you that you missed your daughters orientation to such a milestone as kindergarten you should be ashamed we’re sorry we missed you today, perhaps you could try to come into our Thursday orientation? not gonna happen. still no childcare for my little gremlin and anna is in school. unless you want to take cutie little gremlin Luke. I’m in.
I need help folding my laundry. there’s just too much of it for one person to do. when I get to heaven, I’m going to ask God why there is so much darn laundry and where the heck does it all come from. the basket it always full. there is always a load in the wash. always a load in the dryer. always one waiting to be folded. no matter what. not nice.
I need help making certain decisions, one of which is what music to put on my new shuffle. so green. so friendly looking. so cool.
I decided I wanted to run part of this marathon with music. preferably the latter part. I know. I’m so on top of things and I’m so completely prepared. I do things so far in advance it’s scary. 2 days before I leave and I have an empty green shuffle that I can’t get to sync with my computer, no music other than carrie underwood, taylor swift (don’t judge my music choice, but I know they are not going to help in the deathly realms of miles 21-26.2) and earphones I have never tried. fantastic. the guy at Target told me sometimes the earphones I got tend to hurt your ears after awhile. I was thinking, dude, I’m not worried about a little ear bud pain. that pain is nothing compared to the discomfort I am likely to experience at mile 24. and I’m not paying $30 for the earphones you think I should get. needless to say, I’m at a loss and don’t know where to begin to find adrenaline pumping heart beating music. help me.
There is a good article, HERE, from Runner’s world about the pros and cons of running with music. I think because I NEVER run with music, it could really help me keep my own thoughts out of my head. I don’t want them there. kind of a scary place the last few miles of a marathon.
What I don’t need help with is finding ways to make my life a little easier. that’s a lie. I need lots of help finding ways to make my day flow like milk chocolate, but I do have a few ways that help me smooth out the day…
1. When there’s just not time to shower before going to kindergarten orientation to dance class and missing orientation….(be warned – unshowered, makeup-less pictures of me with random products, because it’s been awhile and I thought you should see some unshowered ridiculous pictures of me with products. fun)
neutrogena got beat out by generic. I bought neutrogena the first time, then this was on sale for like $2 less right next to it. how could I not? that’s $2 that could go directly to the lululemon fund kids college savings for goodness sake.
2. For when there’s not time to put on makeup. ever. tinted moisturizer. inexpensive version. so that I don’t even have to feel bad about wearing it to the playground. once again, neutrogena saves the day.
3. For when you turn 30 and the eye wrinkles become a tad more noticeable and the regular stuff just isn’t cutting it…
4. For when you take a sabbatical from protein powder, or just keep forgetting to order it, and need other non-meaty ways to get in protein (I opted out of this pic, egg whites stand alone)….
I’m thinking my body is made up mostly of egg whites at this point. light and fluffy.
5. For when the little guy only takes a one hour nap after being up at 5am all week and chooses to be a pissy pants crazy kid for the rest of the day…
TOTALLY KIDDING. I would never. even think about it. he’s far too smart and would be out of that thing is seconds. we use binkies and froggy loves and big sisters and happy words for attitude adjustments instead. I was told in motherhood 101 that straight jackets were not appropriate.
this seems to do the trick. as does a little good, old fashioned American Tail. who doesn’t love Fievel.
And the prep continues for long weekend travels with gammy and the little girls. Trying to figure out my silly little shuffle that doesn’t want to cooperate. Getting some epsom salt and soaking in the tub. followed by lots of rolling and icing tonight. and then some packing. and folding laundry. and sleeping. and making mental lists of all the things I need to do – like NOT forget the garmin or the charger. very important.
This will probably be the last post before the race on Saturday, and even then I can’t make promises of too much posting while in Nashville. And I am already calculating that I am short about 8 hours of time tomorrow with all of the stuff I have to get done. and a 6am flight on Friday. joy. gonna be tight. I’ll make it work. sleep is overrated. among many other things. I’m off to soak in some epsom salt and hydrogen peroxide. fingers crossed.
happy running and racing and spectating and anything else that goes with running this weekend!!!
Workout(s) – yesterday – the replacement long run/2 hour and 15 minute cardio hop at the gym. in hindsight, this was probably completely ridiculous, crazy and unnecessary in the actual useful training aspect of a marathon- but mentally, it had to be done. I chose not to do the long run because of some sassy shin stuff going on. genius Katie decided that my “long run” was going to be the cross-training equivalent. I say it had to be done for mental reasons, because it was supposed to be one of my last long runs and I need to go into the marathon knowing that I at least put my best effort forward. The craziness that was yesterday’s workout was : 30 min elliptical(3.75 miles), 50 min stepmill, moving stairs, hell on a revolving staircase…(6miles), 30 min elliptical(3.75 miles, shoot me now), 25 min stepmill(3 miles, if I didn’t get off then, I was going to throw myself off the second level stepmill onto the moving treadmills below) 17 miles equivalent but nothing like running, so it doesn’t really matter anyway and it’s not even close to the 22 I was supposed to do, but let me be happy about it because I did the right thing by not running and protecting my shins from further destruction. done.
Today – don’t get mad at me. I ran. I hadn’t run since Thursday and my legs felt 100%. but that’s not why I decided to run. I’m trying not to be the idiot that’s all oh, I didn’t run for like a day and now I feel fabulous and all healed and I’ll go run 18 miles in my old shoes again. no. I’m trying to be realistic and smart and I don’t think today’s run was 100% stupid. I have read and consulted very wise resources (google and webmd do count) that said easy running on softer surfaces with minor shin splints can be helpful. I’m not going to go into anymore detail, nor am I giving you my sources. I gave myself a limit of 5 miles total, with 1/2 mile each of warmup and cooldown. I may have started to get anxious that I have not gotten in enough tempo runs, and I think I have ZERO runs at my marathon goal pace, or MGP for you fancy schmancy acronym people. I was also itching to try out the other pair of racing flats I ordered…
those pretty saucony’s type A5. front and center. they have been calling my name for days. heaven on my feet, they fit like a glove. in love. I thoroughly enjoyed the musha experience, but this is going to be a tough one. they are very different shoes, very different fit. I might still be a saucony girl at heart. I think they might trump the kinvara for 5k’s, half marathons. because I only did 5 miles in them today, I’m not positive on marathon distance, for me. I am considering it….I haven’t made a final decision yet, but heavily leaning toward the saucony type A5 for the racing flat over the other two there…stay tuned….I did keep the mizuno waverider 15’s for my daily trainer, long run shoe.
So I may have done those 4 miles at 6:48 pace, few seconds faster than MGP. and I might have felt wonderful, and giddy and like a little child let loose in a field of daisies – if little children in a field of daisies experience pure bliss and enjoyment. but I stopped myself in the middle of my sun shiny fantastic run, at my pre-prescribed time of 4 miles. I might have been hurting a little bit. and now I will take another couple days off. I promptly slapped some ice on those poor overworked, under cared for shins.
I might have some skin falling off due to frostbite, but my shins will be feeling great . blurry children are a common occurrence in our household.
then I wrapped them with some love and they are feeling mighty fine.
compression calf sleeves. don’t leave home without them. they are my new bff’s. they don’t leave my sight. or my legs. these are cep brand. love them.
Rolling and more icing on the agenda for tonight. I’m going to keep pumping them full of TLC and take a couple more days off from running. I finally have a speedwork partner to do track work with, starting this Wednesday, that I am SUPER excited about. So I want to make sure my legs are ready to go by then.
and there goes the weekend….it’s 8pm and I do believe this might be one of the first moments I have had to stop moving. in my home. this is why blog posts generally do not happen on the weekends. I also do believe I have some new readers taking a gander at my little blogger over here, so hello to you lovely people and thank you for stopping by. where you will find all sorts of nonsense about the craziness that is being a stay at home mom to three children ages 2-5, running like a madwoman to keep my sanity and so that everyone in this house survives, and trying my hardest the keep the kidlings and the hubs living a healthy, happy, fun-filled life along the way. don’t be alarmed when you see things like this…
when timeouts stopped working, we discovered hanging them from the gutter was a far more effective form of punishment. I’m kidding. believe it or not, they love this. they ask, “will you puhleeeeeeeeeeese let us hang from the gutter!?!?!” ok. fine. one more time. I’m telling you, they are not human, these children that I gave birth to. they have no fear. and they are very strong. don’t mess. especially with that little one on the end.
that’s just some of the fun and crazy times that go down in the edwards’ household. all in a weekend. let’s list out the rest of the weekend and the thoughts for the upcoming week…
I totally forgot I ordered these little treats, and when they came I was so pleasantly surprised…I’ve been wanting to try them for months, and finally bit the bullet…
and then was a tad disappointed when I realized how small they were….
fits right in the palm of my hand. what? they don’t come supersized like everything else in this country?? oh, you don’t need a MASSIVE amount of food to supply the nutrition that you actually need?? got it. good stuff. I like the cute little packaging. these will be stored away for a rainy day/special treat snack.
2. I got to go out to dinner last night with the hubs and some good neighbor/friends. this is exciting on so many levels – it gives me an excuse to finally get out of my sweaty gym clothes and shower, and put on REAL clothes…
I don’t have to cook, think about cooking, decide what to cook, clean up a big mess from cooking. wonderful.
and I get to enjoy a cocktail. or two. not three. that would be ridiculous. for me. two is pushing it. for one short evening out.
3. I consulted with Mr. McMillan. I’m not so sure about this dude. this activity would fall under pre-race anxiety/dealing with a minor “injury” and doubting my training activities. I punched in my recent numbers, which would be my last 5K and then my last half marathon. according to him, I’m at least 3 minutes off from reaching my eager beaver super ambitious 2:59:59 marathon time. I am sure he is a wonderful gentleman, and I’m sure he is very knowledgeable in all things running, and with all due respect, I hope he is wrong about my projection. I’ve been visioning myself running through the finish with seconds to spare just under 3 hours. then I start crying because I got my sub 3 hour marathon. so I guess if I don’t actually get it with this next race, I’ve at least done it in my head during my training runs and speedwork. no I’m not crazy. I think visioning yourself achieving your goals is a really important part of making them happen. it solidifies something in your mind that makes you believe you CAN do it. whether or not it happens, is another story. but it gives you the extra push that you need when you need it. it takes practice, just like the physical training and running. but I don’t think the vision of me achieving my goal is going to cut it. I will keep going until I get it. so bring it on McMillan. You say I’m off by 3 minutes. I say you may be right, but you may be wrong. I’m going to work hard to get rid of those 3 minutes.
4. I have completely fallen off of my training plan – and decided to take a look at what the next 3 weeks actually look like…
I would love to get that 20 miles in on Saturday. fingers, toes, eyeballs crossed that I am feeling fine to run it. not so sure about all of the other runs this week. I see a lot of cross training/strength training in my future. my basic running goals from here on out are just to get in 2-3 more speed/tempo runs and at least one decent long-ish run. that is all. anything above that is icing on the cake. I don’t think that is too much to ask.
5. Every Sunday, I have high hopes of planning out the meals for the week, organizing my life and getting my act together. none of that happened today. tomorrow. maybe. I would love to only go to the grocery store once. I would even be ok with twice. but this 5 times a week nonsense has got to stop. going to the store at 4pm with all three kids, getting stuff for dinner that night is really just poor planning. I’m going to get back in the groove of planning. everything. Maybe I should start by visioning myself going to the store once a week and successfully planning out the weekly meals and daily schedules. then I will cry when that actually happens.
6. In my defense of poor planning, I feel like I have entered a new and changing stage with my kids. one that has left me in between the old and the what is to come, trying to figure out how to make things work now, because kids and their needs are always changing. as a stay at home mom, to 3 children, that are very close in age, very different in personality, and always growing and changing behaviors and developmental stages, I find that the way our day goes and the schedules we keep and the flow of daily life changes a lot. The toddler years are tough, and they require a lot of flexibility because toddlers (especially little boy ones name Luke) require a lot of attention. that means a lot of best laid plans just don’t happen – like making plans in the first place. and a lot of energy is willingly and lovingly spent on these delightful little beings. which means sometimes at the end of the day when a lot of stuff still has to get done – it just can’t get done. the energy is not there to do it. or to even think about it. and that’s ok. so we go through these different stages all the time and keep adjusting. and keep figuring it out. all the while remembering that if it takes me 5 trips to the grocery store a week to get done what could take 1 trip, but I have given my little loves my time and energy in between – it’s all good. and where someone else may have it all together at one given moment, it doesn’t mean that I have to. eventually, I’ll have a moment in time when my life is organized. a work in progress. and I will practice visualizing it until it gets there 🙂
Now, I know a lot of you out there had races this weekend, and I’m dying to know how they went!!!!
Leave a comment and brag about your race day! good or bad:-)
Who has tried Picky Bars?
For those marathoners out there, what is your marathon shoe of choice?
Official stats –
30th overall out of 625
3rd female out of 221
My stellar husband got up with tweedle dee at 5am, so I could sleep.
I slept until 6:30 when little cherub #3 came looking for me, and got to it. Of course I was not prepared and did not have coffee. Once again, aforementioned husband comes to the rescue with an iced coffee from the best little coffee shop this side of the Mississippi. or the Connecticut River. either one. This ensures things move on out smoothly before the race. That, combined with my staple pre-race breakfast.
quaker instant, flax, peanut butter. stick to your ribs breakfast
I usually add a little protein powder to the mix as well. I’ve been trying to get away from the pre-packaged oatmeal, and have been doing well with eating the real oats. but this was a special occasion. This is what I eat before any race. I was not going to mix it up today in the name of clean-er eating.
Typical morning followed – made breakfast for the crew – scrambled eggs, cereal, whatever else they demanded ordered asked for. I got myself ready. showered, makeup’d – I absolutely put on complete makeup before a race. it just so happens that I ran out of just about all of my makeup, and I have yet to replace most of it. the makeup today wasn’t super nice. but then again, I wasn’t going to walk the red carpet, so it wasn’t the end of the world.
This was the original wardrobe plan for the race:
decked out in lulu. those are the wunder under legging pants. not made for running specifically, but phenomenal. did not budge. and the only pants that go to my ankles. in love. will talk more about them in a lulu post. I may have bought some other things. that I could not live without.
I really liked the 10am start time. We didn’t leave the house until about 8:45, and we were still there pretty early. another thing I get crazy about – getting to the race with PLENTY of time. We were parked and unloaded by 9:15. I like to be on the early side. This gave me plenty of time to get myself to the little ladies room, and make sure my laces were tied and my pants were on. Last minute, I grabbed a long sleeve shirt and decided to change into it. It was REALLY windy out. the weatherman did not lie. the wind definitely came out to play today. I think it was about 40 degrees, but felt a lot colder because of the wind. I was happy I grabbed the shirt, but I would have been ok if I stuck with the short sleeve. I actually wished I had kept the short sleeve on about half way through, and then when the wind almost blew me sideways off the road, I was glad I had longsleeve.
don’t mind me. just digging in my goodie bag for my sport beans and my gu.
The night before the race, my husbands cousin decided he would run with me. This made me really happy. FYI- he runs a 2:50’s marathon and a sub 7hour, 50 mile ultramarathon. He has put in 90 miles this week, before the race. no big deal. and I also met up with another friend of mine that I didn’t know was running. happy day.
The race started right on time. 10am sharp. straight into the wind. I think it was about 25mph. no exaggeration. and the wind continued head on for probably about 75% of the race. The course was a big loop. Let me refresh you one more time on the elevation map of this course. because you have only seen it twice this week.
The hills definitely joined the half marathon party today. I could not imagine them away. I wasn’t even able to downplay them into smaller hills. They were every bit as horrible as they look in that map. I really try not to exaggerate, but I would dare say they were worse than they look. They were steep and there were a lot of them. Hills within hills. The race ended on a 2 mile climb with a significantly strong headwind. That many hills should not be allowed in one race.
I took my first powerade gel, I think it was tangerine, at mile 5. I’m surprised I didn’t gag it back up. I usually can’t do gu. This wasn’t horrible, but I try not to let it touch my tongue so that I don’t really have to taste it. I took sport beans around mile 11 – this was hard because they are just hard to chew and swallow without aspirating them into a lung. especially while I was chugging up a hill.
I was definitely the idiot who stopped running before I actually crossed the finish line. everybody was yelling at me to keep running the 15 feet to cross. I could have sworn that the mat I ran over 10 feet back was the finish line. apparently not.
The race was very well run, but very boring. and I don’t need to tell you again it was hilly. to put it mildly. there were no spectators and it was basically running on roads through the woods. there was a bit of it on dirt/rock roads. back country.
We bolted right after the race. There were no medals, no t-shirts, no rewards. Nothing. This was great. I really don’t need another race tshirt that I wont wear, or a medal that my kids will fight over. Unless I’m going to get 3 medals to pass out to the littles, I don’t really need it. It only cost $12 to run it, and it’s a not-for-profit race. I think there was a lot of food for those who stuck around, but after running and my husband trucking the kids around, we were ready to go -after a nice little shot with my cheering crew. It took a few to get a half decent one. no one wants to look at the camera at the same time.
this is just a hot mess. and get a load of that forehead vein. in full force today.
missing Alex. hello again vein.
as good as it gets
The nice thing about a half, is that you still have the rest of the day. to not relax, go to birthday parties, play with children and go to the 99 for dinner. My first choice was Red Robin, but the 99 was closer. 99 won.
I got a nice cobb salad, hold the bacon dressing on the side. good stuff. I really don’t have too much of an appetite after a long run.
and now I am replenishing the muscles with a nice big bag of these. and some dark chocolate.
After the race, my husband asked me, “So, what did you learn???” I like this question. As with anything we do in life, there are things to be learned. About life, about the particular thing we are doing at the time. About ourselves. Growth can happen. growing is good. I love to run. I love the introspection and life reflection that comes with it. I love how it allows me to dig in and figure out what drives me or what doesn’t drive me. I love the physical challenge of it. I love the results, physical, emotional, spiritual, mental. This run kind of kicked off my racing for the year. I was excited about this. I have 49 days until my first marathon. I have A LOT of work to do to get sub 3. This is good to delve into my thoughts and figure out what’s going on with me. Here is what I have come up with so far, to answer my husbands question.
Physical – hills are hard. I respect the hill. I am going to run a lot more hills. Physically, I conquered the hills today. I took the challenge of this hilly race, and finished it. Physically, I am capable of a lot more than my mind lets me believe. I felt great at the end of the run. My legs felt good, my breathing was good. I had no knee pain, or pain anywhere. This made me very happy. I think one of my underlying concerns is always injury. I’m always afraid that the next run or the next race will end in injury. Physically, I am strong. I want to get stronger to help prevent injury, and I can put that fear to rest. I have also put on about 10 lbs since my last race in the fall. 10lbs fell from the sky and landed on my hips. I am a female and my body kind of does what it wants. I call it my winter weight and my I’m almost 30, I have little control over my weight, weight. I was probably about 3-5 lbs under an ideal racing weight this past fall, but I felt good. Now, I feel I am about 5 lbs above an ideal racing weight, for me, and was having anxiety leading up to this run about how it would effect my running. I got rid of the scale. Out of the house. I have plans to do a post on this topic on it’s own, but this was something I was holding onto leading up to this run. Regardless of the 5 or 10 extra lbs, physically, I felt great today.
Mental – I have a great respect for the power of the mind over the body. My husband said that my biggest challenge is not running a certain time, but overcoming the mental boundaries that I let determine my physical capabilities. I wanted to win today. I also wanted to PR. My last marathon PR was a totally flat, fast, ideal weather race. I thought it would have been a challenge to PR today. It also would have been a challenge to win. I wanted to win more. Today, at mile 5, a woman passed me. She was no more than 10 seconds ahead of me at any given time. She won. In the last half mile, another girl passed me up the last hill. She got 2nd place. I got 3rd. 14 seconds behind her. At some point between starting the race and mile 11, I let my desire to win go. Getting a PR was enough. And I am beyond happy that I took over 1 minute off my previous flat half, on an unbelievable hilly, cold, windy race course. That is a success. But I still let something else go that was within reach because my mind was stronger than what I knew I could physically accomplish. I do this over and over – I am ok with 2nd, or 3rd. I don’t want to be. I look at the results and grow increasingly aggravated that I didn’t push it harder at the end. 26 seconds between me and first place. That’s less than 1/10 of a mile. I let my mind settle for something less than I am capable of doing. Last year, I wanted to run a sub 1:30 half. So I ran a 1:29:36. For the race today, I wanted to PR, by running less than a 1:29. I ran a 1:28:26. I let my mind limit my body. Those are the results below for 1st, 2nd and 3rd place women. I’m on the bottom. I don’t want to be that close and be at the bottom. I want to be on the top. I can do it. I need to stop letting my mind get in the way.
27 1007 Katie Libby F 1/35 F3034 1/221 33 1:28:00.19 6:44
29 378 Molly Evak F 1/30 F2529 2/221 29 1:28:12.12 6:44
30 187 Katie Edwards F 2/30 F2529 3/221 29 1:28:26.59 6:46
Emotional – there is a process to everything. I guess I still kind of consider myself a ‘new’ runner, just starting to move out of the ‘new’ stage. I didn’t seriously start running until after I had Luke. I ran before, but I didn’t put the time into it like I have in the past 2 years. I have run more races in the past 6 or 7 months than I think I have run in the previous 3 years total. I am still figuring out how to run and what works for me. I definitely go into races, especially these smaller ones, wanting to win, or at least win age group. I think it is going to take a certain amount of time and some races under my belt until I figure out how to really want it. Like I said above, I tend to settle into certain goals, play it safe and let certain goals go when someone passes me on a race, and default to the next best while the first one is right within reach. It’s going to take a certain number of 2nd, 3rd and 4th places until I’ve had enough of that and find the push to take more. I’m in the process. I think we are all in the process of something. whether it’s actually the running, or the working out, or the job, or the family – whatever it is. We are always figuring it out and getting ready to take it to the next step. I have 49 days to keep training for the next race, physically and mentally. running is not my life, but it makes up part of my life, and it is important to me. Running certainly helps balance the other parts of what makes me move and groove.
I’m always happy with the race. satisfied. on a runner’s high all day from running well. As the day goes on after a race, and I reflect on how it went, I quickly realize there was more to give. satisfied is not enough for me. This is why I run. It’s always a challenge – in many ways. After I finished today, my daughter runs up to me and says, ‘Mom, you won!’ I said well, I got 3rd place for the women, and that’s great. She said, ‘yeah, you won, you got 3rd place!’ and she’s right. I ran. I finished. I won. It’s always a win when you run, and you finish. no matter what the place. It’s always a win when you get out there and do something. find in yourself what your winning something is and make it happen.
I would love to hear about your race stories and personal wins! Race season is coming up and I’m sure a lot of you have races coming. Feel free to share, and I would love to mention you on the blog! Also, feel free to email if you would like to read about a certain topic or have questions you want answered.
What is your biggest challenge in running?