Week 10 – That 21km Training Run 

Well this was the week I tried to talk myself out of the long run. I didn’t get it fully done on Sunday with only doing 10k.

I said to myself on Sunday I’ll do it Monday. Monday came and it became Tuesday. Finally the weather God’s offered me the perfect weather on Wednesday. 

So I was up Wednesday with it still being dark, stars in the sky before the sunrise with my route mapped out. I was off running chasing the sunrise.This run, I still was having trouble wrapping my head around the end; it was training. There would be no medal, no sweaty hugs or other runners along the way or people cheering. I had to keep saying “training”. 

I mentally was against a wall. 

During the run I said to myself just screw it for time. I mentally was just going to win over my body by completing the 21k training run. I wasn’t out there doing a half marathon.

 

I wanted to give up at the 10km mark. I felt like I was done. I kept going and when I hit the 15k I knew I had this. By now the sun was up, it was getting warm and my asthma had me coughing like a smoker. I slowed down a bit, but I wasn’t giving up.

I finished. I did it. 21k by myself, for a training run. I was successful. To mentally say I did 21k as a training run over saying I did a half marathon. This is a whole new game in my running career.

So I passed the wall. I went thru it, hit it dead on and got over it.

I decided to rest my legs (After the 21k I was at the farm show walking another 5k) as I had to help koren out Friday and Saturday while she recovered we decided to do a bestie date day and head to the beach. It was needed. Nothing like a day at beach to mentally recover and do some soul searching.

Thank you to everyone who gave words of encouragement and believed in me during this week. You gave me the push to help me fly. So thank you.

This week I have a 10.5k and a super long run. Koren and I will be together on this. Again it’s about the distance not the time.

Nutrition is also key again this week. It’s a balancing game.

So until next week. 

Marathon Training -W2

Well I was excited to start week 2 because I was happy I got through and committed myself to week 1. Dedication is hard when the goal is months away. 

After my long run on week 1, I experienced pains in my chest that were not “heart attack pains”. It felt like ribs had moved or something. I sought out some advice on if I should run, see a doctor or rest. I have broken a few ribs including my chest bone in the past. So with losing weight and losing the added protection around my intercostal muscles I need to see a doctor to be cleared (make sure that my ribs are moving, popping out when I try to sleep). 

So this week I knew my body was going to be the guide. When the pain hits running I stop. Again I’m not going to be a hero. This is a dream that is going to happen. 

On Tuesday I was scheduled to run 7k. I started out on the treadmill and just made it to 5k. I pushed myself and was happy. 

I was scheduled for my cross training / intervals on Wed and I knew there was no way I could do any of that without the pain, which comes and goes depending on how I bend, move. So I crossed it off the plan and added the words “make up” beside it.

Thursday I was scheduled again for 7km. The humidity spiked and I was not going outside. So I was in the treadmill, with AC and fans pointing at me. Again I only made it to 5k. I did learn I cannot have a conversation with a 5yr old while running on a treadmill. Those why questions become too much! 

So at this point I have 4kms I want to make up because I feel it will continue to make me stronger. 

We moved our long run to Saturday because Koren came for a visit. So we spent our Canada Day morning running the Trans Canada Trail just outside of Peterborough. We decided to run this trail as there are no lights or cars to worry about, just snakes! Which we saw zero this time!!!!

We started out strong, even with the intense heat burst we went through. It was cloudy and there was a small breeze which helped. 


The plan was for a 10.5k run. I said to Koren let’s just see what we can do. We kept it up strong until about the 7k mark just when my chest was done. I had to slow up and eventually ended up walking back. 


To me I still am considering this a successful training run because: 1. I listened to my body. 2. We completed 10.5k 3. I didn’t care about the time. 

I knew going into this training program and making this commitment to myself that not every run is going to be pretty, full of rainbows, sunshine, there are going to be ugly ones that just make you wish you were finished, or full of mental battles. 

So my focus for week 3 is nutrition. Most of you are all unaware I have food restrictions and can not consume a lot of “normal” foods. No this is not because of “diet” but because it’s health related. 

I need to learn this week protein before and after a run. How to fuel my body in advance better and afterwards. What carbs might actually work for me that my body will accept. 

My running times have me out running longer than most, so I need to factor in my runs are longer and I need more fuel so my legs don’t feel like cement filled cinder blocks holding me back. 

So bring on week 3: 

Doctor’s appointment to get medically cleared and to make sure nothing is wrong; 

3 runs; and hopefully intervals and cross training. 

And learning nutrition for me. 

Marathon Training 

Well I knew this was going to roll around sooner than later. I had a beyond lengthy discussion with my run coach on Tuesday. He and I discussed so many different logistics, including my health to just about what I’ll eat daily or mostly on days of long training runs. 

Most important for summer training; listen to my body. Listen to my asthma. Don’t be a hero.  

I have the schedule. I have the days written in my agenda, it’s real now. I’m going to do this. 


Today is day 1 of week 1. 

I’ll be posting more as weeks go on, more so to keep myself accountable. 

I thought a lot today while being crazy busy about the start of this journey. I realized my first 5k of this plan is (was) done on the longest day of the year, but mostly today is a new season. It seems fitting. 

Last year I set a goal to do a half marathon. I accomplished that in October. Since the start of 2017 I’ve ran 4 half marathons and 2 10ks. I could of worked on my half marathon time and kept getting better times but I figured I needed a tougher goal. I needed to prove to myself this back of the pack runner can do a full. I can do the challenge. I can win and beat my body and mind. I’ll be a marathoner. 

So stay tuned for this journey it’s going to be epic, an adventure and mostly me probably grumbling but the finish will be worth it.

This is my journey. It’s #MeVsMe

Toronto Beaches Jazz Run

Not sure what got in my head to sign up for a run in July, when I suffer with such severe asthma, but I did.

With the week before tossing my back out I had no hopes in this run but just to get across the finish line.

Run day arrived. I have to say parking was easy, very quick walk to start/finish.

Koren and I met up with the rest of #JPsTeam and got our tutus all on. Basically this run was the midsummer family reunion. Hugs were given and pictures taken. We just missed the bbq portion and chatted over port-a-potty lines, eating bananas and drinking water. Seems about right. 
Photo Credit: Inge Johnson

So the halfs were sent off, given plenty of time for the head start. Next the 10ks went off and then me (us) 5kers. 

Koren and I started out together. I told her to ditch me. I was running on a boardwalk, all with the fear of “am I going to trip”.  

I started this run off strong. The weather was chilly and the sun wasn’t crazy hot. I think the heat hit me mostly when I was close to the 2km mark. The puffer had to come back out. By this time the heat was crazy, I was sweating and my body was just hot. I felt like I was baking. 

On the loop back I saw my #JPsTeam, which gave waves, high fives and told me I had it. I knew I had it. Whether I crawled. I was not giving up. 

You look at how far you’ve ran or woggled, you know you can’t stop now. I know that time doesn’t matter, how much the heat is killing me and the fact my back is numb, I just don’t give up. People ask me why sometimes I don’t, my answer is because I can’t find a valid reason to tell myself. I can’t live with the upset of failing myself and knowing I could of done something if I just stepped an inch outside my comfort zone. 

The finish line was probably the toughest one I reached. My body was just super tired. Kelly and Koren brought me in. I crossed and didn’t even care about my time. I felt sick and for a first I felt like being sick. I finished a summer run with sucking back my puffers.


Now some highlights… 
I had a moment before the run which I sent a message to JP, to express how excited I was. My #JPsTeam singlet fit me. For many of you, you’ll never understand this, but this was a hurrah moment. My hard work paid off well before my goal of October. I finally felt like I was part of the team. My shirt fit. I could join in. It’s the small things. The moments that make you click and feel better. I was finally one of the cool kids.


I experienced highs and lows with random strangers running this course. To some of the 10k fast runners (maybe the elite ones), I want to thank you for telling me “I got this” or “good job”. Hearing that when you’re on the route back, pumps me up. Others believe in me. Support the back of the pack. So thank you for being kind. 

Now to the lows with random strangers: to the two girls who were in front of me, when I tried to pass you and you both looked at me, made your comments which was completely rude and unacceptable. I could hear you. Maybe you didn’t notice I only had one ear bud in. I heard you make fun of me. I heard how you wouldn’t let me pass you. All I can say is I hope karma does find you both. You both should know you have no place within the running family. You made tears hit my eyes. So bitches, I rise above you. I am a runner. I finished the same race as you. 

**Now to the whole overall run…The run itself from being organized to finish, I have zero complaints. The volunteer at the last 1.5km, thank you for not lying and saying I was close. Giving me the actual distance helped me mentally. I loved seeing the amount of official race bikes. I felt safe if in the event I needed medical attention. I saw these bikers constantly. Lots of water and Nuun on course. At no time did it get confusing with bouncing from boardwalk to path. I would highly recommend this run to anyone. It comes with a medal that is sweet.