Tuesday I ran with Boot camp and for the first time in a LONG time had a, not ok, not alright, not so so, but a GOOD run. it was so nice to feel good. I even joined the "race" for the last mile. I hadn't gone all out as fast as I could for a LONG time, and it felt amazing. I felt like I had wings. I was a little concerned about how my knee would feel the next day, but it was just fine - guess i'm ready for some speed. It hasn't hurt since the middle of Sundays 12, and that was only for a few miles.
Wednesday Deb came to my house and we did the 6.5 loop - felt good again :) Then this morning we did a boot camp run - 5.3. Felt pretty good for that too, a little tired though, my Boyfriend kept me up to late last night - but i'd say it was worth it.
I've decided to just drink sports drinks for my long runs, it's been working good. I just put the Gatorade powder in my camel pack and it seems to give me enough energy to keep going. I like to water it down a little so it's a cross between water and Gatorade. Working well so far.
Next weekend, the 31st is our First marathon - the "Trail Breaker"
|Trail Breaker Marathon map|
|Sky Line to the sea race image|
I'm also looking into some new shoes - I really want a pair of the Newton trail shoes - but haven't been able to find a good deal yet, also thinking about trying another pair of Solomons, the ones I have no are amazing, except for the fact that they give me awful blisters.
Lastly, I don't believe I ever told the story of my sore knee.
Now that's it's feeling much better i'm feeling more like writing about it. It started with roller skating. I like roller skating, but when it comes to stopping or going in circles i'm just not all that good at it. However, I had been around the same circle about 100 times and was feeling like I was ready to try that criss cross thing the cool kids do around the corners of the ring, well... apparently, i'm just going to have to come to grips with the fact that I am not a cool kid.... I face planted, but my knees were nice enough to help out and break my fall of course, which resulted in 2 very bruised knees, the left one in particular. They were pretty sore, and hurt a little, but really didn't bother me when I ran, I was pretty happy about that, and they were healing nicely. later the next week I wore those nice awesome solomon shoes and got a HUGE blister on my foot, nothing to do with the knee, but something to do with the accumulation of "ouchies" I was acquiring. The next week was my first solo business trip, actually my first business trip period.
|My Huge Blister|
|The trails that I FINALLY found|
Finally after walking around with my phone staring at the little arrow that was moving around representing me, I found the trail! the entrance was right down the street in a gas station parking lot. I ducked under the entrance rail and entered another world! I was so exited, cactus and flowers... so I walked away from the mountains, figuring I'd stay close to civilization so that later when I wanted to get OFF the trail I could get a cab and go to the bar. I ended up having WAY too much fun and walking for about an hour, it got dark and the trail got scary, so I headed to the street. Turns out it wasn't an area where cabs were located. I contemplated hitch hiking, but settled for my Google map and walked another hour to the bar. by that time I was absolutely starving and every one was already drunk. The food was awesome, and the drinks were plentiful. I drank some very expensive shots compliments of TMS. Turns out Crown Royal isn't that bad after 4 or 5 glasses of wine and a shot or 2 of Tequila. The night ended with more drinks in the hot tub and someone giving me "new skin" to put on my blister (which looked HORRIBLE because the patch I put on it ended up sticking to it and popping it when I took it off) for the next day. So I had a fun night. Not sure how late I was up, I ether didn't look or didn't remember, but even that night I was hell bent on getting out to run the next morning because I took off my swim suit, set my alarm and fell asleep. The next morning when the alarm went off I still tasted wine.... I wondered to my self "why did I drink so much last night" but of course I really had no answer except "because your stupid!!) to which I replied "but it's my first business trip, I just wanted to have fun..." It continued of course from their..... I did however KNOW that their was NO WAY my "party night" was going to rune my 8 mile trail run.
|My Very bruised knee|
Lesson learned: don't try new tricks on roller skates when your training for a race
and: Keep your eyes on the trail.