Running can be a pain in the ankle!

On last night's schedule was a short 2.5 mile run. As I was walking down the stairs to leave work, I noticed a pain in my ankle. Once I started to run, my shin, calf and ankle were all really hurting me. Usually my legs hurt for the first 20 minutes or so and then the pain eases up but because I ran a few extra miles last week to finish that virtual half marathon, I imagine I did some damage. I decided after a quarter mile not to risk it and try to give my legs a break until Thursday. I feel badly, like I'm being a wimp for not gutting it out but I'm also scared to try to push through it and end up with an injury that will prevent me from continuing to train. :(

A good dose of perspective

Last week, I completed a virtual, half marathon. The running was real (over the course of a few days) but the competition was virtual. My final time was 3:19:04. This gives me a good idea of where I'm starting at and will be point to compare against when M and I run the Disney Princess Half Marathon next February. Saturday was our first "long run" in working towards the 10k-3.6 miles. I did NOT want to do it. I think I had psyched myself out. I still struggle with the concept that if you're not running the entire time then you're failing. M pointed out to me that our original intent of starting running was to become fit and healthy and that some exercise, even walking half of the distance, is what we set out to do. This made me feel infinitely better! I think I was so caught up in the training plan that I forgot that the intent of signing up to run a race was so it gave us something to work towards, not to focus on being competitive. I'm so lucky to have such a great husband who keeps me grounded!

Rant

My step-mom has been really supportive of our running and she and my dad came to the last two races to support us, which means a lot to me. I think she's feeling inspired because she's been talking about starting walking then a C25k program. I asked her to walk the last race with us and my dad made some snide comment about needing an ambulance for her to finish. Then she mentioned to her mom about training for a 5k this summer (still MONTHS away) and her mom replied something about arranging long term care for her if she has a stroke. I don't understand why people would say these things? They are family and supposed to love and support you. Why would you even joke about things like that? She is working up the courage to work on making life changes to become healthier and needs and deserves everyone's support. I'm doing my best to offer support and encouragement and I hope she will follow through and work on her fitness in spite of the naysayers. If I can do this, anyone can and I hope she believes in herself enough to overcome the negativity.
I've seen it on a messageboard I frequent also, where husbands use "tough love" to try to motivate their wives (which, FYI only has the opposite effect) and have experienced it first hand from my ex-husband. I am so lucky to have met my husband, M. He is the most supportive and caring person I've ever known and being his wife is a privilege.
Okay, off my soapbox for now.

3 mile stare

Ran 3 miles last night, which went decently enough. I think a lot of my struggle is still in my head. Yoga is nice because I'm concentrating on only the task at hand but with running my mind seems to be in a million places at once and I don't have a focus. I'm wondering if there will ever be a time where I can go and hammer out 3 miles in 30 minutes as effortlessly as it appears that stronger runners do or if it will continue to feel only okay and sometimes like drudgery. I'm going to keep trying and hope that I can find my groove.

2nd 5k race recap

I ran 2.5 miles last Thursday in a decent time. I'm running on the roads now, which is out of my comfort zone but does seem to make the time go by faster.
Saturday was our second 5k. I knew going in I wasn't prepared (we were in the car 4.5 hours on Friday night, ate fast food for dinner, over caffeinated = dehydrated and not well rested, etc) so I didn't have a lot of hope for doing much better than last week.
We started out decently. The first 1.25 miles went pretty well. My shin muscle (so difficult to stretch) was totally cramping and M wasn't feeling it either. We ended up walking for a mile or so and finishing relatively strong. Our time was almost exactly what we ran the week before (a difference of seconds) so given everything stacked in our favor, I count it as a success. That being said, it was a very small race and we totally finished DEAD LAST! I wasn't remotely embarrassed though. I didn't know a single person there, besides M. And I beat everyone who was still in bed! :)
Going to run 3 miles tonight on a new paved trail which should be fun to do something different and nice to not have to worry about traffic. We're supposed to get 6-10 inches of snow tonight. Fingers crossed it misses us. I'm so ready for spring!

10k, here I (slowly) come!

Last night was my first night of Hal Hidgeon's 10k novice program- 2miles plus strengthening. I wasn't able to complete the strengthening because my daughter had a school program so I squeezed in the run portion after work and scooted over to the school.
The run was okay. Well, honestly, it felt like a chore. My head wasn't in it and it was a real struggle to not give up. I walked a number of times, which was a disappointment to me. I wasn't hurting at all (second run with no leg pain!) and only had a medium side cramp (thats something new that hasn't happened before) so I'm gathering it was all in my head. Not sure yet how to "check out" and just go through the motions. All suggestions would be appreciated!

First Ever Race Recap

Well, we did it! On Saturday, M and I completed our first 5k race. Overall, I was pretty happy with the experience. We finished in 43:16 which was less than my goal of 45 minutes and a bit faster pace than our training runs but I was still hoping by some miracle that we'd be a lot faster. :)
By some stroke of luck, my legs felt amazing! No tightness or cramping so I didn't have to stop mid-race and stretch, which I was really nervous about needing to do. Because my legs weren't bothering me, I did have a struggle in my head about endurance and we slowed to walk a few times. I think I'll need to work on some tough love pep talks to give myself to keep going. I'm sure the confidence will come in time as we continue to log more miles and races.
The best result of the race is just having completed it and having a lot of the anxiety gone. Now I have a better idea about what to expect, how to pace myself (although I imagine that will take awhile to really figure out), etc. I was really worked up and worried about what other people would think of me, etc but once we got out there I realized quickly that the "fast" runners were long gone that this was our (my) race to run. I was concerned about people at the finish line and being embarrassed of my slow time. The few people who were lingering at the finish line were looking for the people they knew and weren't paying attention to us. Three awesome people at the finish line were looking for us- my parents and our daughter! It was really great that they came out to support us and meant a lot to me.
I'm so grateful to my husband, who has been with me literally every step of the way. We're both really excited about running and liked the race so much that we signed up for another one this upcoming weekend! Stay tuned for round 2...