Around Christmas time, I told my sister that I might, maybe in a few years, want to do a full marathon. After I'm done with school and have run a few more halves. I like the halves, it still requires training and I like a race that finishing alone is an accomplishment. But ya know, I was getting the itch that maybe I would want to do the full just to do it.
As I was taping my shins last week (my taper week) I made myself a goal. I thought to myself: my goal is 2:20 this time (hoping for 2:15 in all honestly). I can probably consistently take off time, and break the 2 hour mark. Then, that's when I'll do a full. When I run 13.1 miles in under 2 hours, my next big race will be a marathon.
I figured I had time, 2-4 years. Take off 5-8 minutes, maybe even 10 each running season. And then I rocked this last half. At 2:05:03.
Wow. That marathon just got a hell of a lot closer!
Monday, March 29, 2010
Sunday, March 28, 2010
And the results...
So the half this morning...
There was rain. Sideways rain, sideways because there was wind. And rain + wind = cold. I had to pee the last half of the race. I couldn't feel my fingers the entire race. My feet were wet, and by mile 4 I couldn't tell if the water on my skin was sweat or rain (it was not sweat fyi). The course wasn't spectator friendly, so there was very little cheering and that was a bummer. I did see my family twice and that was nice. By the time I crossed the finish line, (woot!) all I wanted was a bathroom, a banana and a hot shower. I didn't have any idea of my time, and I didn't really care to find out at the moment.
Honestly, I wasn't too happy with the whole experience right after.
But I got home and took my shower looked up my time. My goal was 2:20.
my results...
2:05:03
Oh. My. GOD! Two hours. Five minutes. Three seconds. Mother fcker, that's awesome! I rocked it!
And suddenly, I was very very happy.
And now, I nap. Or get a pedicure. Whatever. Go me!
There was rain. Sideways rain, sideways because there was wind. And rain + wind = cold. I had to pee the last half of the race. I couldn't feel my fingers the entire race. My feet were wet, and by mile 4 I couldn't tell if the water on my skin was sweat or rain (it was not sweat fyi). The course wasn't spectator friendly, so there was very little cheering and that was a bummer. I did see my family twice and that was nice. By the time I crossed the finish line, (woot!) all I wanted was a bathroom, a banana and a hot shower. I didn't have any idea of my time, and I didn't really care to find out at the moment.
Honestly, I wasn't too happy with the whole experience right after.
But I got home and took my shower looked up my time. My goal was 2:20.
my results...
2:05:03
Oh. My. GOD! Two hours. Five minutes. Three seconds. Mother fcker, that's awesome! I rocked it!
And suddenly, I was very very happy.
And now, I nap. Or get a pedicure. Whatever. Go me!
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Ready, Set, GO!
Ok it's here! Tomorrow morning at 8 am my 3rd half marathon starts! I've been training at a 10 minute mile, which should put my time at 131 minutes, or 2:11.
However, that's a huge chuck of time to take off (my best time is 2:26:06), and I also didn't train for hills, and I'm a nervous on how my legs will hold up. So the goal is 2:20, taking 6 minutes off my best time. I can do that. Right? We'll see, finger's crossed!
I'll post tomorrow how I did. Right now, I'm just trying to relax and think about running my best.
Here we go!
PS: My sister came into town to watch me run! It was such a nice surprise!
However, that's a huge chuck of time to take off (my best time is 2:26:06), and I also didn't train for hills, and I'm a nervous on how my legs will hold up. So the goal is 2:20, taking 6 minutes off my best time. I can do that. Right? We'll see, finger's crossed!
I'll post tomorrow how I did. Right now, I'm just trying to relax and think about running my best.
Here we go!
PS: My sister came into town to watch me run! It was such a nice surprise!
Friday, March 26, 2010
Boy Talk
A tweet from me the other day:
"glad we've been spending time together :)" <--someone decode boy speak for me.
The response from a friend:
@spazzella translation: "I want to spend more time with you, but am avoiding creepdom by omitting saying your clothes don't need to attend"
Ohhhhhhhh. Snort. Gotcha, thanks!
"glad we've been spending time together :)" <--someone decode boy speak for me.
The response from a friend:
@spazzella translation: "I want to spend more time with you, but am avoiding creepdom by omitting saying your clothes don't need to attend"
Ohhhhhhhh. Snort. Gotcha, thanks!
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Nicknames
For my own pretend privacy sake, I don't use my last name on my blog. Because if I really did want to remain completely anonymous behind the safety of a computer screen, I wouldn't have a blog, facebook 4.5 emails and twitter. But hey, like I said, pretend.
I also rarely use my friends names, just initials to respect their own boundaries (or because there's a lot of us and it's just faster to list us by initials). Or I bestow blog names,like "dr friend", "default crush" or "library guy." Nicknames that you can probably guess who they are or how I know them, but it's still not an actual "here's who I'm talking about." It's a way ofgossiping divulging sharing about my life but still keep a few things (sorta) close to the vest.
But one of my favorite nicknames for myself involves my last name so I don't use it here. Which is a shame becasue I like it. Oh well, I'm still pretending to be a grown up, I can pretend to be a private person too.
I also rarely use my friends names, just initials to respect their own boundaries (or because there's a lot of us and it's just faster to list us by initials). Or I bestow blog names,like "dr friend", "default crush" or "library guy." Nicknames that you can probably guess who they are or how I know them, but it's still not an actual "here's who I'm talking about." It's a way of
But one of my favorite nicknames for myself involves my last name so I don't use it here. Which is a shame becasue I like it. Oh well, I'm still pretending to be a grown up, I can pretend to be a private person too.
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Happy Birthday!
Happy Birthday Amy!
It sort of blows my mind that my little sister is 25. Seriously, 25. That's, like, an adult age or something.
Yeah I'm 27 and I've come to terms with that and I know my sister is 2 and a half years younger than me so logically that makes her 25. But still, my mind can't grasp it.
Whatever. Happy Birthday!
It sort of blows my mind that my little sister is 25. Seriously, 25. That's, like, an adult age or something.
Yeah I'm 27 and I've come to terms with that and I know my sister is 2 and a half years younger than me so logically that makes her 25. But still, my mind can't grasp it.
Whatever. Happy Birthday!
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