Sunday Runday & A New Hobby?

Slowly but surely, I’m getting back in the swing of things. After ruminating early last week (because I had been using every excuse in the book to NOT workout), I realized I was worried that after so much time off, hopping back on the training wagon would SUCK. Surely I wouldn’t hit the paces I wanted, I would have to walk, I would get frustrated.

BUT, and my dear husband can attest, my attitude has absolutely stunk this winter. Despite the lack of work stress, I’ve been super irritable, tired, and lazy. Last Thursday, I finally said “NO MORE” and hit the track for a workout. I have a half-marathon on the calendar in May, and I want it to feel GOOD. I PR-ed my half last year, but didn’t feel like I raced it particularly smart, so I’m using some of the principles and workouts from “Run Less, Run Faster” to develop a training plan from now until race day. Last week, I started with 8×400 on a drizzly evening. Lessons learned? Well, I kind of stink at pacing. I’ve done casual track workouts before but never with a time goal; I was aiming for 2:20 400s and, as you can see, I was all over the place. 

But also, I came home feeling AWESOME. And I had zero guilt going to town on some Parmesan garlic wings at Buffalo Wild Wings afterward (that’s what happens when I get to pick date night).

I rode that running high on Friday and Saturday. Then, I had six miles on the schedule for the weekend, and a friend that agreed to partner up with me for said six miles at a women’s running meet up downtown Portland yesterday. I wanted to keep it at a 11:20ish pace but it’s been AGES since I’ve done six consecutive miles without significant walk breaks. 

You guys, it was like a dream. Aside from that first mile where I’m not quite sure what was happening. I forgot to grab my watch on the way out the door, so I started up a run on the Fitbit app, put my phone back in my belt, and then didn’t pay attention at all. I had no idea what pace we were going (my friend was kind of paying attention to her watch but mostly we were chatting). I felt awesome the whole time, no walk breaks, and didn’t even get lead legs until the last mile. 

I don’t want to say I’m completely out of my running funk, but I’m definitely feeling much better about things than I have the last few weeks. 

In other news, I went snowshoeing for the first time and loved it! It was a PERFECT day on the mountain; it snowed a little bit and then there was crazy gorgeous blue sky and now I just want to snowshoe all the time. So I guess that’s my story for the week. I’m no longer scared of running and I love the snow. 

Your turn: any snowshoeing fans? Any snowshoe racers?! I can’t even imagine!

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