I was reading somebody’s post yesterday about them not engaging their glutes when they run and to practice clenching their muscles. That got me doing it all day yesterday. Then I had speedwork last night after not running for a few days. Coupled together, I woke up this morning with sore bits of muscles I couldn’t stretch out.
So just now, I was inspecting a town home arrival and noticed they had these little decorative molded balls, about the size of a tennis ball (think Pottery Barn crap).
Speedwork last night. I’ve been slacking on running this week. I’m going to the cities on Friday so I’ve been trying to make my apartment halfway liveable for my friend to cat-sit. Since I never have any people over, I don’t need to keep up on my apartment cleanliness… Whomp whomp. :/
People back home really don’t understand where I live. My nearest Target/Walmart is 2 hours away. My grocery store is an hour and a half away. Sure, there’s a little general store in my unincorporated town, but I really don’t want to pay $6 for a half gallon of milk.
The maid of honor has been emailing about the bridal shower and whatnot. I finally got a minute last night after my run to pop across the street and get on the internet. I explained that I live in the middle of nowhere, and would be happy to help purchase supplies of quick easy food stuff, I.e., pop or alcohol, I could buy when I get into town the night before. I explained, due to lack of resources, I wouldn’t be able to help make anything (the MOH is super eccentric crafty and wants everything homemade).
I got an email from the brides mother this morning suggesting that I could get some party favors/gifts…I.e. cute-sy note pads and Bath and Body Works lotions and trial products, things like that.
Yesterday I volunteered to take the students to the international dinner that is hosted monthly by the church I attend up in Grand Marais. It was great-I got to get to know a few more people, so I’ll see some more friendly faces on Sunday. Subsequently, I wasn’t able to do my speedwork yesterday. So…
I can’t for the life of me figure out how to set up my Garmin properly so it tells me how to run my splits evenly. I’m lucky I got it to do intervals, then I just ran by feel. This is how it turned out:
Well. Let’s just say my goal was 3:05/600m, yeah? Yeah. I imagine it’s going to bite me in my ass eventually, but I’ll roll with it.
Super excited to play hooky half the day tomorrow to go kayaking!
I skipped yesterday because I worked from 8am-10pm and my knee has been tender for a little while and I didn’t want to push it with 6 on the treadmill.
8 miles ran.
7 times I got spooked from noises in the woods.
6 bugs picked out of my mouth.
5 was the number of miles ran until I had to turn on my headlamp.
4 was the magic number when “easy” became boring.
3 times I ran by my car.
2 minutes was how long I paused for GU and water.
1 was the number of non insect-y creatures I acknowledged (myself).
Did I do this correctly? Or did I run double the amount I was supposed to?
The plan today called for 12X400, with a 400m recovery. I counted that as “1” being [400m run, 400m jog], “2” was another set of 800 meters (400m run, 400m jog). Did I do that right? Or was “1” just supposed to be the first 400m run, then “2” was supposed to be the 400m recovery?
8 miles (including the warm up and cool down miles) seem really really long. I’m so confused.
Either way, the 400m running sections were supposed to be 2:18 and HOT DAMN I nailed that!
And to further entice you to come visit…here is the weather I just ran in. I’ve got an open guest room…
Is how long it took me to have a day off from all my jobs. I’m SO excited for tomorrow! I was planning on kayaking, but now I’m going kayaking in the BWCA!
Literally in my backyard, is the ”Boundary Waters Canoe Area Wilderness (BWCAW or BWCA), is a 1,090,000-acre (4,400 km2) wilderness area within the Superior National Forest in northeastern Minnesota (USA) under the administration of the U.S. Forest Service. The BWCAW is renowned as a destination for both canoeing and fishing on its many lakes and is the most visited wilderness in the United States.” (Wikipedia)
SUPER stoked. People plan their whole year around trips up here. I live in a naturalist paradise.
If you saw someone lifting a 40lb box over their head and putting it on a shelf, you might also assume it would be wise not to brush past them at that very moment in time. Potentially, what could happen is that the someone could lose their precarious balance with the 40lb box, causing it to smash a finger or 2 in between said box and shelf.
Riddle me this: why would you hire another manager at $35K+, (instead of bumping me up and giving me a dollar raise) but when “old” manager is on vacation, and “new” manager is in charge, still radio ME for questions and needs and everything under the sun?
Also, riddle me this: shouldn’t the managers be in charge of telling the students they need to utilize basic hygiene? This is now the second young man I’ve needed to discuss daily showering and deodorant with.
AND, my last day off was the 22nd, and won’t be again until the 6th. I’m going through kayak withdrawal. :(
Susie - Congrats on the bike ride! I am a 60-yr old guy who's been riding since my teens and offer these tidbits to help you avoid future discomfort. 1) Buy your bike from a local shop and insist they fit it to you (and it's best if you can be fitted by a woman who better understands your needs). Good fit = no knee, back, etc. pain. 2) Budget some $ for extra parts you might need for a better fit 3) Buy padded shorts - Much better comfort! Dave
Thanks for the advice! I’m planning on buying my bike through the Outfitters where I work on the weekends. They’re a Trek supplier, and the FX that the owners recommended for me, is conveniently the bike they rent out to customers. Both the owners are avid bikers, so I definitely will be listening to them as well. I’m excited to add a bike to my vehicle repertoire! Stay tuned!
I’m training for my fourth marathon using the Hansons Marathon method, a newly popular method of training that relies on more of a scientific approach rather than the more “traditional” training plans of running a couple times a week, and then primarily one long run on the weekend.
Anyways, being an unofficial science nerd that I am, I’m fascinated by body mechanics and how the body as a machine works. As I’m re-reading and absorbing and learning more about muscle fibers and building mitochondria and ATP usage, I came across a particular phrase in the book that really struck a cord with me.
To paraphrase, running too fast is not optimal for training, and running too slow does nothing but wear out the joints and tendons and grinds down the bones in your body. So…how slow is too slow, and when does the harm outweigh the good?
Any form of cardiovascular exercise is good for your heart, and yes, you’re ultimately burning calories, but is it helping or hurting your body mechanics? At what point to do you sacrifice your joints for a calorie burn? Obviously every body is physiologically different, so everyone has a different aerobic threshold. When is propelling your body for a pre-determined (or not) set distance going to end up doing you more harm then benefits?
If I, a moderately physcially fit person, decide to walk a marathon at a 3 mph pace, and never raise my resting heart rate, am I actually doing any good for myself? Or ultimately, am I actually CAUSING harm to my body?
Read that sentence again, and replace me, by standard definition, a physically fit person, with someone who is NOT physcially fit, however many pounds overweight, or whatnot. Are they doing something good? Or harmful?
I’m specifically talking body mechanics here, nothing to do with mindset or heart or courage or will or any emotion like that. To sign up for a race and complete it takes balls. To start something and finish it is indeed an accomplishment. I’m simply speculating on science here.
My 3 middle miles were all about 11:45 every time I looked at my watch. Score 1 for me for a super consistent pace!
After my last few runs on the treadmill up at work, this run felt like a cakewalk. Running outside is SO much nicer. I ran on my favorite stretch of trail, and only got a little freaked out when I heard a bunch of cracking in the woods next to me and then saw a dark shape seemingly fall out of a tree about 10 feet back. There’s for sure a little uptick in my pace at the time that happened!
My parents came up last week for a few days and it was awesome. I never realize quite how lonely I am until I have loved ones come visit. We hiked a bunch and spent a lot of quality time together. It was good. :)
Today was a super awesome pants-less Sunday too. My friend (the only one I have up here, right?) and I had planned to get together after church for lunch today, and he texted me last night and asked me what time church actually was. I told him, and invited him with me. So this morning, I met him at the store and we went to church. Then I went and picked up more gelato, (Tahitian Vanilla Bean this time) and came back home and lazed around for a bit before I decided I REALLY didn’t want to go run on the treadmill again.
2 weeks down! Remind me in a few weeks that I think this plan is a piece of cake…
Easy 4: [11:28-12:16]
I still don’t know what summer feels like. That’s one thing I definitely don’t miss about the cities. Winter may never end up here, but when you’re training for a marathon, that’s not a bad thing.
Today’s run was brought to you by 2 donuts from the donut shop, then a leftover piece of cake from Moguls last night. I was carb loading, right? ;)
Fantastic day off from all my jobs. I worked the Outfitters yesterday, and then at Moguls for my first official hosting gig. It’s going to be awesome being able to interact with people again…and getting to know the chefs/cooks probably won’t turn out too shabby either.
Now I’ve got to get home and clean and do laundry…my parents are coming up on Tuesday and I can’t wait!!
This run was brought to you by the lovely weather of the North Shore trapping me on the treadmill. No Garmin stats unfortunately.
Last night was wicked thunderstorms which brought on wicked fog this morning. That cleared off with the 30mph winds gusting off the lake. That was also accented with the occasional rain pellet slashed across my face. Needless to say, the treadmill was the lesser of 2 evils.
The treadmill sucked though, it’s super boring and I’m not sure how calibrated it is…it’s my work, so…probably not accurate at all?
Anyways, it’s done. Tomorrow will be outside for sure!
Hey, is Week 1 over? Sweet. And I made a super cool design with my elevation too.
Funny story: I was going to cheat on my elevation and parked along the trail where I thought I’d have an easy flat 2 mile out. At about 1.5 miles in, you can see I ran into some trouble. I GROSSLY underestimated how far I was away from my mountain. JOKE WAS ON ME. HA…HA…HA.
Fun fact: the trail runs out at the mountain. It’s either up or on to the highway. Since I’m not a deer and I don’t have a death wish, up it was. Fun fact #2: That’s not the top, that was only .4 miles in. There’s still almost another mile straight up to my resort and the top of the hill.
I don’t ever want to find out the true max elevation, all I know is that my ears pop every day going/coming from work, and that’s truth enough for me! One day I might take my Garmin and walk up it, just to see how much gain/loss there is.
Anyways, this was a surprisingly fantastic end to an absolutely lovely day. Before my run, I just got home from kayaking. I now work at the outfitters on Saturdays, so I get to borrow all the equipment for free. SUPER awesome! Before my kayaking trip I was in Grand Marais for church and then where I found my favorite brand of gelato.
Today was a great start and a great middle and a great ending.
I got a voicemail from my landlord yesterday, wondering if I had any inkling on what I was going to do when my lease was up in November. He was in no means trying to get me to leave, he made it quite clear I was a good tenant, and they’d love to have me stay. He was just wondering because he does have someone looking for a 2 bedroom around that time.
What do I want to do? I do miss my friends and family. Especially Moriah. She’s already 8. People I could consider friends are non-existent up here. The few young people I’ve met don’t exactly share my morals and values and beliefs. Don’t even get me started on the lack of eligible relationship partners. This company is shit. Business 101: You HAVE to spend money to make money. I know I don’t want to stay with them. If you put lipstick on a pig, it’s still a pig. Jobs are really hard to come by up here. I love my apartment. I’m paying $690/month. It would easily be $1200-1500/month in the city. My living situation would decline dramatically. I hate moving though. And change. I hate change. If I move back in November, I’ll be in exactly the same place as I was, just a year older.