After a few weeks of positive training, I’m feeling more optimistic about my race schedule for the year (albeit light generally speaking). Cayuga 50 is the big race on the calendar so far, we shall see if life permits further exploration.
The aftermath of Twisted Branch has left me in broken shape and the road to recovery appears to be long and arduous. Slowly working on getting myself back into shape.
Looks like it should be released soon — was filed with the FCC 6/26/15.
– With the newest firmware (1.5.1), the Polar V800 allows for charging while an activity is running – or so it appears anyway, it doesn’t kick you out of the activity. This would be be amazing for ultra running.
– Polar FlowSync works with Windows 10, although I had to “Run As Administrator” to get it to actually sync.
– Notifications are cool, but they are delayed compared with the Garmin Fenix3 (literally 5-10 seconds after sometimes).
– Polar Flow (web) overall feels way more polished since the update yesterday, at least versus my previous experience earlier this year.
As I was running home yesterday on my lunch hour from work, I came to a realization that, while not that surprising, had never really occurred to me: running, especially in the heart of winter, is a luxury.
My run from work on St Paul to home in Corn Hill takes me straight through Downtown Rochester. I ran past so many people bundled up waiting at bus stops, drudging to/from work through snow in 5°F. Yet here I was, wearing (semi) expensive running clothes, $120 trail running shoes, and a GPS watch, voluntarily running outside purely because I felt like it. I had always thought about running outside in the cold as a testament to my dedication.. not as a badge of being able to afford to do so.
Just as I was feeling bad running past the bus stops, I passed a church that had free bread out front on a table. A few blocks later, a meals on wheels truck was parked outside a housing complex. Not only can
some many people not afford the proper attire to run outside in the middle of winter, some don’t even have enough food to live.. let alone exercise for fun.
This post isn’t meant to make anyone feel bad.
I just need to remember that whenever I’m having an especially shitty run and the cold, bitter wind is blowing in my face, I should be happy that I am simply able to do it.
Week of 1/13:
M – 1
T – 1
W – 6.1
T – 4.2
F – 3.2
S – 11.8
S – 1
Weekly Total: 33.2
Overall Total: 89miles
Week of 1/6:
M – 2
T – 2
W – 5.8
T – 4.5
F – 1
S – 8.1
S – 5.6
This was my first full “Monday to Sunday” week of running everyday. It’s sort of strange to reset my brain to a “rest” day being only 1 or 2 miles. This weeks weather was pretty crazy, ranging from -4°F last Monday/Tuesday all the way to Saturday being in the 50’s. I am still working to get back into my prime training mode. I can barely keep a 8:00min/mile pace without getting wicked tired after a few miles.. as opposed to my first half marathon last April where I ran 13.1 miles at a 7:30min/mile pace. Le sigh. I will get there!
I knew the group I was running 6 miles with last night was going to be a bit too fast when one was talking about how they ran several sub-3 hour marathons last year, one was running Leadville Trail 100 miler, and the other two were planning to run Finger Lakes 50k for “fun”.
This was an interesting week to start an (outdoor) running streak.
Here is a brief summary of the weather the past 7 days:
No. Furreals. The high was 4 today. 4°F. When I ran after work tonight it was -19°F with windchill. Wowza.
I didn’t get the mileage I was hoping for this week, but I also had taken 2 weeks off prior to New Years… kicking off some rust. Or something.
1/1 – 4
1/2 – 2
1/3 – 2
1/4 – 10
1/5 – 2
1/6 – 2
1/7 – 2
Total: 24 miles
It all started last spring. Something just clicked in my brain: I was so f-ing sick of being overweight, out of shape, and exhausted all the time. I used to dread getting groceries when I lived on the second floor because I would be unbelievably exhausted by the time I was done carrying them up the stairs.
265lbs. It’s seriously insane. Almost just as insane to think that in a span of a few months I was down to 165lbs. And now I have run half marathons, a marathon, and an ultra marathon.
“ERMAHGERD, I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU LOST 100LBS RUNNING!!11!”
Well, that’s good your don’t. Because I didn’t. I didn’t run a single mile until I had already lost 80-ish pounds.
How did I lose all the weight then? Walking and eating better.
Okay, I started tracking everything I ate and got a Fitbit to track my activity levels. Although, when it comes down to it, it was just from walking and eating better (less). I was so ridiculously stubborn and determined to get 10,000 steps a day, 20 floors, and keep my net calories in check. I felt possessed.
That was Spring 2012. So why am I starting a blog 1.5 years after losing 100lbs? Because I need some more motivation I really want to start documenting my thoughts, feelings, struggles, successes, etc. when it comes to running.
More importantly, January 1st, 2014, I began a running streak.
“The official definition of a running streak, as adopted by the Streak Runners International, Inc., and United States Running Streak Association, Inc., is to run at least one continuous mile (1.61 kilometers) within each calendar day under one’s own body power (without the
utilization of any type of health or mechanical aid other than prosthetic devices).”
I have no idea how long I’ll actually go with this, but it feels similar to when I started losing weight (that weird obsessed/determined feeling) and I don’t want to miss out on documenting this experience like I did the previous one.
I can’t believe I didn’t write a journal/blog/anything while losing 100lbs in 4 months. It seriously is my biggest regret with regards to the weight loss.
My goal is to update this once a week. Probably Sunday or Monday. We’ll see whether I am as determined about this as I am running everyday.