Alright, so today sucked. Like, not just a little, a lot. It's days like today when I have to pull myself out of my funk and realize that I really don't have it as bad as I think I do, and there are lots of others that have it worse than me.
I mean, I have my health, a job (although...it is what routinely causes all my stress), good friends and family, and countless other blessings.
Still, I allowed myself to wallow in the suck for at least 2 hours. They were 2 pretty decent hours because I wallowed in my bed while taking a post workday nap. So that was nice. But overall, today was not bueno. At all.
Which brings me to my point...why I run. Truly, the reason why....
I'm probably one of the most "high strung" people you will ever meet. Is "high strung" even the right phrase? Maybe not. Anywho, I am super high energy, extremely intense (I've been told I can suck the air outta a room...), very motivated, but also a worry wort in the grandest sense of the word. I am a self proclaimed "half-empty" who would rather be surprised when something turns out than get my hopes up and be crushed. NOW...this does not mean that I walk around with a storm cloud all the time...but if you catch me on the wrong day....
All that being said, running/exercise equalizes me. I didn't realize until a couple of years ago when I started exercising that something so simple could help improve my stress level. Well whatdoyaknow...running helps relieve my stress. A lot. Like A LOT A LOT. And usually, the more I run, the less stressed I am. Not going to lie, on days like today, when work and life in general looks downright unpleasant, I can run, and just stomp on all the things/people/situations that make me all frazzle-dazzled. One step at a time, I pound on people's faces (not really...you know what I mean...). And it helps. Sometimes, I run and I just go blank. Either way, when I'm running, I always feel less stressed when done.
The past couple of weeks have been extremely stressful as I'm trying to juggle training, work, best friend's wedding, family visiting, random unexplained expenses popping up, etc. And since I got back from our Ultra Run in SA 2 weeks ago, I've been a ball of knots. I haven't run as much as I should have been. I've tried to recover slowly from that 39 mile jaunt so that my knee and legs are ready to ramp up mileage for the marathon in 7 weeks. But the lack of running definitely took a toll on my stress level. Soooo....I'm back on the wagon!
Tonight, Kristofor and I did about 4 miles. And Saturday, in San Antonio (made the 4 hour commute for the best friend's bachelorette party), I ran the absolute HILLIEST 7 mile trail run ever. Comanche Lookout Park Trails...ummm...yeah, they mean business. I almost died like 5 times. It was tough. Can I count that as this week's hill run? WHY YES I CAN. This week, I have to do another 5 miler, a 10-K at race pace, and a 16 miler.
I'm trying to compete in the Just Du It Duathlon on Sunday October 2nd. I need either a partner to bike the 18 miles, or a bike to borrow so I can bike the 18 and run the 6 miles. Let me know if you have a bike for me to borrow oooorrrrr if you wanna be my partner. No speed demons needed. I'm going to run my long run on Saturday early...(or Sunday I guess if I can't find a partner...) so I have no intention of being a "contender" in this race. I just think it would be fun! Lemme know!
Thanks for cheering me on!
Lacy
Monday, September 26, 2011
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
Stickers and T-shirts and Medals, OH MY!
It's been a little over a week since I've checked in, and on the running front, there isn't much to report. Tonight was my first post Ultra Marathon training run. And lemme tell ya...running 5 miles with hills, even after over a week off...I still felt a little rough around the edges. My husband said the same thing last night after a 5k. I think on some level I'm still recuperating.
Side Note: My sleep schedule is definitely still recuperating. After staying up that entire night, sleeping the whole day, then sleeping in, and jumping right into the work week...I'm downright wore out. I'm a late to bed, late to rise kind of girl, but lately, I've been in bed epic early. And out of bed epic late....Not sure what's going on there. Could I be *gasp* getting older??? Nah...
Anywho, I'm tired, and so are my stinking muscles. And my knee...Right Knee that is...
As I'm sitting here typing, Mr. Right Knee himself (my knee is a boy...) is getting some preferential ice treatment because he was none too happy about our 5 mile run tonight. The pain was not excruciating, and since I got an MRI in July and did PT on this SAME knee, I'm familiar with what is going on and what I need to do to fix it. Lucky me, my pain is chronic. And basically, the best way to fix it is:
ICE
ICE
Stretching my IT band
Quad strengthening
and....no wearing of heels, flats, flip flops, or any other stylish footwear other than running shoes or grandma orthopaedic shoes (I work in a professional-ish office...so this is a challenge)
It's just a bit frustrating to have the same recurring problem after any long race (Mr. Knee first got pissed at Marathon attempt numero uno). But alas, the cards I'm dealt.
But on to some more exciting news.......
Let's talk about my new STICKER!!!
I know, I know, I KNOW that 99.999999% of the RGV will not know what "ULTRA" is referring to. Heck, I've had more people than I can count ask me "what is 26.2?" So, I'm quite aware that most will think that I am just a devoted Michelob Ultra drinker, or maybe that I'm Ultra cool, I dunno. But I doubt many will say "oh by golly gee, that is an ULTRA runner." But that's ok, because IIIIIIIIIII know what it means. And that stinking sticker made my day when it came in the mail. So what, I'm a sucker for a sticker and the t-shirts and the other rad swag you get when you do a race. It's the best part!!!!!! I run for 2 things 1. Tshirts 2. Medals. And a couple of weeks ago...I got a trophy, so I run for those too. That's what makes all of this so much fun, I think!
So this week, I'll be pounding out an 8 miler, and a 14 miler. God willing that Mr. Knee cooperates. I'll also be tearing it up with Renea tomorrow AND Thursday. WAHOOOO!!! And I've heard she has some new things in store for us training wise, so I'm quite stoked! I have my trusty marathon training schedule printed out and adhered to the fridge. And from here on out, I'll be following that...religiously. Especially on Sundays for my long runs :)! I'm just excited to get back on track after my very fun and rewarding detour!
Thanks for cheering me on!
Lacy
Side Note: My sleep schedule is definitely still recuperating. After staying up that entire night, sleeping the whole day, then sleeping in, and jumping right into the work week...I'm downright wore out. I'm a late to bed, late to rise kind of girl, but lately, I've been in bed epic early. And out of bed epic late....Not sure what's going on there. Could I be *gasp* getting older??? Nah...
Anywho, I'm tired, and so are my stinking muscles. And my knee...Right Knee that is...
As I'm sitting here typing, Mr. Right Knee himself (my knee is a boy...) is getting some preferential ice treatment because he was none too happy about our 5 mile run tonight. The pain was not excruciating, and since I got an MRI in July and did PT on this SAME knee, I'm familiar with what is going on and what I need to do to fix it. Lucky me, my pain is chronic. And basically, the best way to fix it is:
ICE
ICE
Stretching my IT band
Quad strengthening
and....no wearing of heels, flats, flip flops, or any other stylish footwear other than running shoes or grandma orthopaedic shoes (I work in a professional-ish office...so this is a challenge)
It's just a bit frustrating to have the same recurring problem after any long race (Mr. Knee first got pissed at Marathon attempt numero uno). But alas, the cards I'm dealt.
But on to some more exciting news.......
Let's talk about my new STICKER!!!
I know, I know, I KNOW that 99.999999% of the RGV will not know what "ULTRA" is referring to. Heck, I've had more people than I can count ask me "what is 26.2?" So, I'm quite aware that most will think that I am just a devoted Michelob Ultra drinker, or maybe that I'm Ultra cool, I dunno. But I doubt many will say "oh by golly gee, that is an ULTRA runner." But that's ok, because IIIIIIIIIII know what it means. And that stinking sticker made my day when it came in the mail. So what, I'm a sucker for a sticker and the t-shirts and the other rad swag you get when you do a race. It's the best part!!!!!! I run for 2 things 1. Tshirts 2. Medals. And a couple of weeks ago...I got a trophy, so I run for those too. That's what makes all of this so much fun, I think!
So this week, I'll be pounding out an 8 miler, and a 14 miler. God willing that Mr. Knee cooperates. I'll also be tearing it up with Renea tomorrow AND Thursday. WAHOOOO!!! And I've heard she has some new things in store for us training wise, so I'm quite stoked! I have my trusty marathon training schedule printed out and adhered to the fridge. And from here on out, I'll be following that...religiously. Especially on Sundays for my long runs :)! I'm just excited to get back on track after my very fun and rewarding detour!
Thanks for cheering me on!
Lacy
Sunday, September 11, 2011
A night that I will NEVER FORGET
As of 7:11 am this morning, I completed 39 miles. My husband completed 41. It's been an emotional and tiring day full of excitement and gratitude for the opportunity to be a part of such an amazing event put on by the Soldier's Angels Foundation.
Yesterday, we arrived in San Antonio after our 4 hour drive, and we decided to go ahead and pick up our packets for the race later that evening. We walked into "Run On" and when we saw the list of runners, we were shocked to know that there were only 20 of us actually doing the full Ultra Marathon. Only 20 crazies signed up to run for over 9 hours. There were over 10 relay teams set to participate (9 person teams). We walked out with our swag bag wide eyed and even more nervous. What in the heck had I decided to do? ONLY 20 PEOPLE...wow, we really must be insane!
Checked into our hotel, and tried to lay down for a nap before the race. As you can imagine, Saturday's on the River Walk are quite popular. Trying to sleep in the afternoon turned out to be quite a challenge. Our neighbors started arguing and going at it about 30 minutes into our nap session. Then they proceeded to "go at it" in an entirely different way. Sooooo....we really didn't sleep much. Got up about 8, got dressed and all Body Glided up...
**Body Glide-the most amazing invention ever for a distance runner. After running longer distances, inevitably, things start to ummmm...rub together. This stuff prevents that. It is heaven in a deoderant looking stick. A must buy!
Shoes On, Numbers On...out the door we went. We promptly got lost on our way to Olmos Park. Made it to the start with less than 30 minutes to spare. PHEWWWWW...that was close. There was a band playing and people had set up tents and lawn chairs to watch us. Everyone seemed to have brought their dog, and the volunteers we had were second to none. Every time we ran around that loop towards the mile marker, they cheered. By the 5th hour, they knew us by name. It was amazing.
When the gun went off and we started, the crazy 20 Ultra Runners all stayed tightly packed together. Plodding along at a 10 minute mile pace, we all talked about how far we wanted to go, what was the plan, who had done this before. Wasn't long before we friended an Air Force Chemist named Brent who stuck with us for over 20 miles even though he had never run more than 13 miles prior to the race.
As the night went on, we all separated, and yes, Kristofor and I did exactly what we swore we wouldn't do. We ran, and didnt walk. We stopped after every mile for 1-2 minutes to stretch, grab water, grab a granola bar, or use the good ol' port-a-potty (Yuck. I felt disgusting by the end). But mostly, we ran. Quicker at first, then slower, then faster, but we kept running.
I began my typical bargaining tactics. I promised my knees, 27 miles. Run 27 miles, then you can walk. So that is what I did. We crossed the marathon mark about 5 hours and 15 minutes in, and I pounded out another mile. Then I started walking. Kristofor kept going and managed to get a mile ahead of me. I began power walking at about 14-16 minute mile paces. I continued to do this until Mile 38. Owwwww. Holy Jesus, it hurt. When I was running, my knees were aching and throbbing, with the walking, it was my ankles and feet that provided the pain. It is also important to note that with all of the wildfires in Central Texas this week, the air quality was not good. At times it was like running in a BBQ pit. The smell got stronger as the night wore on, but overall the weather was perfect, chilly even. We finished the race in 68 degree amazingness.
At mile 38, I decided, with 25 minutes left, that Mile 39 would be my last. I had finally hit the wall. And although, I wanted those 40 miles sooooo bad, I knew my body was done. The pain had taken over, and I was having trouble putting one foot in front of the other without stumbling. So at 7:02 am, I shuffled, very slowly across the finish line for the last time. I stretched as well as I could, and I cried. 9 hours of continuous movement done.
I didn't cry for the pain, I cried for the sheer magnitude of what I had done, and for what it was for. Watching firemen and police officers, veterans and active duty military do the relay and Ultra carrying boots, wearing fulll gear was so inspiring. And I was moved by how much we all came together to cheer each other on and finish strong. Not a mile went by that someone didn't tap me on the should and say "good job girl" or "keep moving keep moving." We were all cheerleaders last night, complete strangers, united to finish mile after mile.
It reminded me of 10 years ago. When the simple, kind human spirit was displayed fully by Americans in their heartfelt unity over the tragedy that was 9/11. Last night, I witnessed the kindness of strangers, the uniting of Americans to fulfull a purpose. And that experience will forever live with me. This morning, we took moments of silence for when the 1st and 2nd planes hit, and for the Pentagon and Flight 93 crashes as well. Emotion was all around, tears, and silence. As the Color Guard lifted the flag, and our National Anthem played, I have never been a more proud American. I am so blessed to have been a part of that experience.
When we got back to the hotel, I was not surprised to see that I have been gifted with 4 large blisters and 3 lost toenails. They hurt, but it was so worth it. I slept most the day, ate more Mexican food than humanly possible tonight, and now I sit in bed lacquered with BioFreeze (also amazing stuff) watching football.
It has been an amazing experience. I was proud to have done a little part to honor our country with my miles. I did have 14 names on my list last night, so thank you again for sending me the names. I ran 2+ miles for each of them :), the note carefully tucked in my mini fanny pack (so fashionable). This week, I'll be recouping and getting back on my original track of marathon training for November 13. It seems so much more doable since last night. I appreciate all the kind words and notes that have been sent to Kristofor and I over the past couple of days. When times got tough last night, thinking about them (or actually reading them on my mini-breaks) helped push me through. So Thank You.
And God Bless America.
Thanks for cheering me on,
Lacy
Yesterday, we arrived in San Antonio after our 4 hour drive, and we decided to go ahead and pick up our packets for the race later that evening. We walked into "Run On" and when we saw the list of runners, we were shocked to know that there were only 20 of us actually doing the full Ultra Marathon. Only 20 crazies signed up to run for over 9 hours. There were over 10 relay teams set to participate (9 person teams). We walked out with our swag bag wide eyed and even more nervous. What in the heck had I decided to do? ONLY 20 PEOPLE...wow, we really must be insane!
Checked into our hotel, and tried to lay down for a nap before the race. As you can imagine, Saturday's on the River Walk are quite popular. Trying to sleep in the afternoon turned out to be quite a challenge. Our neighbors started arguing and going at it about 30 minutes into our nap session. Then they proceeded to "go at it" in an entirely different way. Sooooo....we really didn't sleep much. Got up about 8, got dressed and all Body Glided up...
**Body Glide-the most amazing invention ever for a distance runner. After running longer distances, inevitably, things start to ummmm...rub together. This stuff prevents that. It is heaven in a deoderant looking stick. A must buy!
Shoes On, Numbers On...out the door we went. We promptly got lost on our way to Olmos Park. Made it to the start with less than 30 minutes to spare. PHEWWWWW...that was close. There was a band playing and people had set up tents and lawn chairs to watch us. Everyone seemed to have brought their dog, and the volunteers we had were second to none. Every time we ran around that loop towards the mile marker, they cheered. By the 5th hour, they knew us by name. It was amazing.
When the gun went off and we started, the crazy 20 Ultra Runners all stayed tightly packed together. Plodding along at a 10 minute mile pace, we all talked about how far we wanted to go, what was the plan, who had done this before. Wasn't long before we friended an Air Force Chemist named Brent who stuck with us for over 20 miles even though he had never run more than 13 miles prior to the race.
As the night went on, we all separated, and yes, Kristofor and I did exactly what we swore we wouldn't do. We ran, and didnt walk. We stopped after every mile for 1-2 minutes to stretch, grab water, grab a granola bar, or use the good ol' port-a-potty (Yuck. I felt disgusting by the end). But mostly, we ran. Quicker at first, then slower, then faster, but we kept running.
I began my typical bargaining tactics. I promised my knees, 27 miles. Run 27 miles, then you can walk. So that is what I did. We crossed the marathon mark about 5 hours and 15 minutes in, and I pounded out another mile. Then I started walking. Kristofor kept going and managed to get a mile ahead of me. I began power walking at about 14-16 minute mile paces. I continued to do this until Mile 38. Owwwww. Holy Jesus, it hurt. When I was running, my knees were aching and throbbing, with the walking, it was my ankles and feet that provided the pain. It is also important to note that with all of the wildfires in Central Texas this week, the air quality was not good. At times it was like running in a BBQ pit. The smell got stronger as the night wore on, but overall the weather was perfect, chilly even. We finished the race in 68 degree amazingness.
At mile 38, I decided, with 25 minutes left, that Mile 39 would be my last. I had finally hit the wall. And although, I wanted those 40 miles sooooo bad, I knew my body was done. The pain had taken over, and I was having trouble putting one foot in front of the other without stumbling. So at 7:02 am, I shuffled, very slowly across the finish line for the last time. I stretched as well as I could, and I cried. 9 hours of continuous movement done.
I didn't cry for the pain, I cried for the sheer magnitude of what I had done, and for what it was for. Watching firemen and police officers, veterans and active duty military do the relay and Ultra carrying boots, wearing fulll gear was so inspiring. And I was moved by how much we all came together to cheer each other on and finish strong. Not a mile went by that someone didn't tap me on the should and say "good job girl" or "keep moving keep moving." We were all cheerleaders last night, complete strangers, united to finish mile after mile.
It reminded me of 10 years ago. When the simple, kind human spirit was displayed fully by Americans in their heartfelt unity over the tragedy that was 9/11. Last night, I witnessed the kindness of strangers, the uniting of Americans to fulfull a purpose. And that experience will forever live with me. This morning, we took moments of silence for when the 1st and 2nd planes hit, and for the Pentagon and Flight 93 crashes as well. Emotion was all around, tears, and silence. As the Color Guard lifted the flag, and our National Anthem played, I have never been a more proud American. I am so blessed to have been a part of that experience.
When we got back to the hotel, I was not surprised to see that I have been gifted with 4 large blisters and 3 lost toenails. They hurt, but it was so worth it. I slept most the day, ate more Mexican food than humanly possible tonight, and now I sit in bed lacquered with BioFreeze (also amazing stuff) watching football.
It has been an amazing experience. I was proud to have done a little part to honor our country with my miles. I did have 14 names on my list last night, so thank you again for sending me the names. I ran 2+ miles for each of them :), the note carefully tucked in my mini fanny pack (so fashionable). This week, I'll be recouping and getting back on my original track of marathon training for November 13. It seems so much more doable since last night. I appreciate all the kind words and notes that have been sent to Kristofor and I over the past couple of days. When times got tough last night, thinking about them (or actually reading them on my mini-breaks) helped push me through. So Thank You.
And God Bless America.
Thanks for cheering me on,
Lacy
Friday, September 9, 2011
Relaxed and Ready to go!
Less than 27 hours until race time!
Last night, we made our jersey's that we'll wear tomorrow night! Here's mine....
The 343 signifies the number of firefighters that perished in the Tower 1 and Tower 2 attacks in New York City on September 11, 2001.
"Let's Roll" is a catchphrase that became known after the attack of 9/11. Todd Beamer, a passenger on the hijacked Flight 93, used the phrase as his last audible words (with a phone operator) before he and a group of other passenger's began to try to take on the hijackers. It was then famously used in a speech by President George W. Bush in his 2002 State of the Union address. Since, then, it has been used as a battle cry by many in reference to the events of 9/11. (Wikipedia.com)
Kristofor also has a nifty jersey with the #72 on it, signifying the number of fallen police officers, and the slogan "In Valor There Is Hope" emblazoned on the back.
I have a few names on my list to carry with me for tomorrow. I am running with names of those that have fought or are fighting for our country, as well as the names of any lives lost in the 9/11 attacks. If you'd like me to run a mile for your loved one, in honor or in rememberance, I am happy to do so! Just email them to me at lacysheahealey@gmail.com, or FB me or leave me a comment here.
Gonna keep it short tonight, I'll check in tomorrow before we head to the race!
Thanks for cheering me on!
Lacy
PS! A BIG thank you to the girls at Desiree's Spa and Massage for getting me all loose and relaxed before tomorrow...My muscles thank you tons!!
Last night, we made our jersey's that we'll wear tomorrow night! Here's mine....
The 343 signifies the number of firefighters that perished in the Tower 1 and Tower 2 attacks in New York City on September 11, 2001.
"Let's Roll" is a catchphrase that became known after the attack of 9/11. Todd Beamer, a passenger on the hijacked Flight 93, used the phrase as his last audible words (with a phone operator) before he and a group of other passenger's began to try to take on the hijackers. It was then famously used in a speech by President George W. Bush in his 2002 State of the Union address. Since, then, it has been used as a battle cry by many in reference to the events of 9/11. (Wikipedia.com)
Kristofor also has a nifty jersey with the #72 on it, signifying the number of fallen police officers, and the slogan "In Valor There Is Hope" emblazoned on the back.
I have a few names on my list to carry with me for tomorrow. I am running with names of those that have fought or are fighting for our country, as well as the names of any lives lost in the 9/11 attacks. If you'd like me to run a mile for your loved one, in honor or in rememberance, I am happy to do so! Just email them to me at lacysheahealey@gmail.com, or FB me or leave me a comment here.
Gonna keep it short tonight, I'll check in tomorrow before we head to the race!
Thanks for cheering me on!
Lacy
PS! A BIG thank you to the girls at Desiree's Spa and Massage for getting me all loose and relaxed before tomorrow...My muscles thank you tons!!
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
72 hours and eating
T-Minus 72 hours until I embark on my first Ultra Marathon experience. I'm starting to get nervous, butterflies showing up in my tummy. And I'm completely ravenous. If I had absolutely no self control, I'd be elbows deep in the 2 gallon bucket of cheese balls that are tighly placed away in our pantry. Instead, I've tried to tether my longing for cheeseballs, cheese cake (which I did have today), cheese pizza (see a pattern here), etc. Instead I just scarfed a grilled chicken salad but splurged with a small fry (hey...they're carbs...). Anyways, I'm hungry, and I think my internal clock knows that I'm about to put it through it's toughest test thus far.
This past weekend, my husband and I traveled to Austin so that he could compete in his 2nd Olympic Triathlon. He did so well AND raised over $1100 for The Livestrong Foundation. It was great seeing him finish strong and also help a teammate that was struggling towards the last leg of the race. Multi-Sport racing is an entirely different animal from what I can tell, and it seems to be much more testosterone charged (see large muscular men finishing and making loud yells and grunting sounds). For goodness sakes, my husband got kicked in the face in the first 5 minutes of the swim and has a small shiner. He had to swim a mile after that...then bike 25...then run 6. That's insane. Soooo....Kristofor, I love you and I'm very proud of you!
ALSO this past weekend (before the Austin trip), Kristofor and I ran a 10k....ANNDDDDDDDDD....
I WON A TROPHY! 2nd PLACE! Please excuse my excitement, I have not won a trophy since 4th grade UIL. Seriously. I'm so dang proud of that trophy, you'd think I won the gold medal at the Olympics. Seriously, I'm stoked. Who knows if I'll ever win another, but bygod, I won that one, and I'm one happy camper. :)
So back to Austin...I knew I couldn't just take the long weekend off, so I was "that girl" and ran in the hotel gym. I was not a fan of their treadmill, mine is much better. And on Monday morning, I had a nice run from our hotel to the site of the Triathlon finish line. I counted that as my "hill run" because well...Austin has hills. And downtown Austin goes up and down up and down. It was strange to be running at 8 am past all the bars that were packed to the brim a few hours before. But it was a beautiful morning, and a nice change of scenery.
Overall this week, I will be taking it easy-er than normal in preparation. Tonight, I ran 3 miles with my beautiful friend, Klaudia-Lou, and it was great to have girl chat while getting in a run. Tomorrow I train with Renea (WAHOO!), and Friday I'll probably do an hour long stretch session and a light walk. Going into Saturday, I want my legs fresh, my mind clear, and my spirit ready. I absolutely cannot wait!
Please let me know if you have someone that you'd like me to run a mile for. I'm honored and happy to do so. And thank you everyone for the song suggestions. You will be happy to know that I downloaded a TON of new tunes and I firmly believe they helped with my big win Saturday. So Muchas Gracias!
Keep us in your thoughts over the next few days. I know that I've been trying to reflect on the reason we are doing this event; to remember those that perished and survived that tragic day in American History, and to honor those that have fought and are fighting for our country in it's aftermath. I'm so pumped to get to that track. I know it's going to be a life changing experience!
Thanks for cheering me on!
Lacy
This past weekend, my husband and I traveled to Austin so that he could compete in his 2nd Olympic Triathlon. He did so well AND raised over $1100 for The Livestrong Foundation. It was great seeing him finish strong and also help a teammate that was struggling towards the last leg of the race. Multi-Sport racing is an entirely different animal from what I can tell, and it seems to be much more testosterone charged (see large muscular men finishing and making loud yells and grunting sounds). For goodness sakes, my husband got kicked in the face in the first 5 minutes of the swim and has a small shiner. He had to swim a mile after that...then bike 25...then run 6. That's insane. Soooo....Kristofor, I love you and I'm very proud of you!
ALSO this past weekend (before the Austin trip), Kristofor and I ran a 10k....ANNDDDDDDDDD....
I WON A TROPHY! 2nd PLACE! Please excuse my excitement, I have not won a trophy since 4th grade UIL. Seriously. I'm so dang proud of that trophy, you'd think I won the gold medal at the Olympics. Seriously, I'm stoked. Who knows if I'll ever win another, but bygod, I won that one, and I'm one happy camper. :)
So back to Austin...I knew I couldn't just take the long weekend off, so I was "that girl" and ran in the hotel gym. I was not a fan of their treadmill, mine is much better. And on Monday morning, I had a nice run from our hotel to the site of the Triathlon finish line. I counted that as my "hill run" because well...Austin has hills. And downtown Austin goes up and down up and down. It was strange to be running at 8 am past all the bars that were packed to the brim a few hours before. But it was a beautiful morning, and a nice change of scenery.
Overall this week, I will be taking it easy-er than normal in preparation. Tonight, I ran 3 miles with my beautiful friend, Klaudia-Lou, and it was great to have girl chat while getting in a run. Tomorrow I train with Renea (WAHOO!), and Friday I'll probably do an hour long stretch session and a light walk. Going into Saturday, I want my legs fresh, my mind clear, and my spirit ready. I absolutely cannot wait!
Please let me know if you have someone that you'd like me to run a mile for. I'm honored and happy to do so. And thank you everyone for the song suggestions. You will be happy to know that I downloaded a TON of new tunes and I firmly believe they helped with my big win Saturday. So Muchas Gracias!
Keep us in your thoughts over the next few days. I know that I've been trying to reflect on the reason we are doing this event; to remember those that perished and survived that tragic day in American History, and to honor those that have fought and are fighting for our country in it's aftermath. I'm so pumped to get to that track. I know it's going to be a life changing experience!
Thanks for cheering me on!
Lacy
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Give me some tunes yo!
Tonight, I ventured out into the sprawling metropolis that is Harlingen (actually just my neighborhood) and went for a 5 mile run. I waited until 7:30pm, and I can tell you with certainty, it is still very hot at 7:30pm. Hot, hot, hot. And what is up with the no wind we have had this summer? Really, this is like the windiest place ever. But not this summer, its still. Anyways...5 mile run, hot, sweaty, finished, ate some peanut butter, drank some G2, and called it a night.
When I left the house this evening, I was in kind of a race against nightfall. It was getting dark, and I wanted to get in at least close to an hour. So, I raced out and whadoyaknow, I forgot my dang iPod. Tragic. About mile .5 I started a mini-panic. Would I be able to still run? This is so boring? Are other runners/bikers/drivers thinking "that girl is a crazy running without tunes"? But I trudged on. And there were parts to the silence that I enjoyed. I can't even tell you what I thought about (dinner crossed my mind...as did "dear Jesus its hot"), but it was a little bit of a nice change to just be out there without the boom of my tunes in my head. That being said...........
I have to run with music (or TV). Its and integral part to firin' me up and keepin' me going. Next weekend, I'm going to need an awful lot of music to keep me pumped up for 9 hours and 11 minutes. Will my iPod even last that long? NOPE...I'll have to ration it for really tough times. But, for the time I do use it, I want the BEST tunes possible. Here is what I currently have on my iPod to get me going....
Lacy's Top 10 I Could Run Forever and Ever Tunes (that I've bothered to purchase on iTunes)....
1. The Club Can't Even Handle Me Right Now by Flo Rida (it can't, I know this...I <3 this song)
2. Let It Rock by Kevin Rudolph/Lil' Wayne (Michael Phelps gets pumped to Lil' Wayne)
3. All The Things She Said by T.A.T.U. (old school I know...its my randomest jam)
4. Bad Romance by Lady Gaga (the ultimate running song for me)
5. Circus by Britney Spears
6. Kiss and Tell by Ke$ha
7. Evacuate the Dancefloor (do you see a theme here?)
8. Take It Off by Ke$ha (really all Ke$ha songs...)
9. Fighter by Christina Aguilera (for all those that have made me angry)
10. Disturbia by Rihanna
I'm kind of predictable. I'm sure these are lots of people's favorites (maybe...hopefully?). And I have waaaayyyy more songs than that in my shuffle. But I need more, lots more. So here's your homework blog followers (I think I have a couple), send me your favorite pump me up songs! Leave them here in my comments, send them to Facebook, lacysheahealey@gmail.com, tell me in person, call me on the phone (if you have my number), but get them to me! I need a wicked good playlist for next week. So help me out, send me your tunes!
Thanks for cheering me on!
Lacy
When I left the house this evening, I was in kind of a race against nightfall. It was getting dark, and I wanted to get in at least close to an hour. So, I raced out and whadoyaknow, I forgot my dang iPod. Tragic. About mile .5 I started a mini-panic. Would I be able to still run? This is so boring? Are other runners/bikers/drivers thinking "that girl is a crazy running without tunes"? But I trudged on. And there were parts to the silence that I enjoyed. I can't even tell you what I thought about (dinner crossed my mind...as did "dear Jesus its hot"), but it was a little bit of a nice change to just be out there without the boom of my tunes in my head. That being said...........
I have to run with music (or TV). Its and integral part to firin' me up and keepin' me going. Next weekend, I'm going to need an awful lot of music to keep me pumped up for 9 hours and 11 minutes. Will my iPod even last that long? NOPE...I'll have to ration it for really tough times. But, for the time I do use it, I want the BEST tunes possible. Here is what I currently have on my iPod to get me going....
Lacy's Top 10 I Could Run Forever and Ever Tunes (that I've bothered to purchase on iTunes)....
1. The Club Can't Even Handle Me Right Now by Flo Rida (it can't, I know this...I <3 this song)
2. Let It Rock by Kevin Rudolph/Lil' Wayne (Michael Phelps gets pumped to Lil' Wayne)
3. All The Things She Said by T.A.T.U. (old school I know...its my randomest jam)
4. Bad Romance by Lady Gaga (the ultimate running song for me)
5. Circus by Britney Spears
6. Kiss and Tell by Ke$ha
7. Evacuate the Dancefloor (do you see a theme here?)
8. Take It Off by Ke$ha (really all Ke$ha songs...)
9. Fighter by Christina Aguilera (for all those that have made me angry)
10. Disturbia by Rihanna
I'm kind of predictable. I'm sure these are lots of people's favorites (maybe...hopefully?). And I have waaaayyyy more songs than that in my shuffle. But I need more, lots more. So here's your homework blog followers (I think I have a couple), send me your favorite pump me up songs! Leave them here in my comments, send them to Facebook, lacysheahealey@gmail.com, tell me in person, call me on the phone (if you have my number), but get them to me! I need a wicked good playlist for next week. So help me out, send me your tunes!
Thanks for cheering me on!
Lacy
Sunday, August 28, 2011
I Do It for the Chocolate Milk
Ahhhhh! What a week! So much has happened since my last update. I've been getting more and more excited about our run in now, less than 2 weeks. Kristofor and I have been trying to devise a "plan of attack" for how we are going to maneuver the 9 hours and 11 minutes of activity we will be doing. Again, not setting any mileage goals, but we did collectively decide that trying to run as far as we can without stopping is not a reasonable option. Running as far as we can would most likely last for about 5 hours and then...we'd have 4 hours of pure unadulterated H-E-double hockey sticks. Soooo....here's what we've been kind of thinking as a basic plan...still no mileage goal:
**Side note: Keep in mind, at 10pm in San Antonio, it is mostly likely going to be in the mid to upper 80's...maybe 90's. So, umm, not exactly optimal running weather. That being said, we will be running a mile loop with one main water/refueling station. So we will have the opportunity to stop and cool down...I'm assuming (fingers, toes, and all appendages crossed).
Option 1: (probably the least likely): 3.5 mile per hour walking...This would amount to over 31 miles. Amazing, huh?! That's because this event is 9 hours and 11 minutes long.
Option 2: Run 6-10 miles, then walk for an hour, 6-10 miles, then walk for an hour....you get the picture.
Option 3: Run a 5-k, walk for the remainder of the hour, Run a 5-k, walk for the remainder of the hour...get the idea?
Soooo...that's what we are thinking NOW...this could change, depending on how we feel on the event day, or how many people are there, etc.
Now for the training I've been doing! Monday, I swam. Which I hadn't done in almost 2 months. I was swimming 2-3 times a week before. However, in late June, I was confronted with the decision to continue swimming or purposely injure a high schooler that was at the pool "swimming laps", which actually means they were horsing around and/or making out with their girlfriend. That's what the pool was like this summer. After a couple of failed attempts at "combat swim", I decided to save a teenager's life and not swim until school started. So this week, I went! And it was quiet and relaxing.
Tuesday I ran a SIX mile hill run. Yay go me! With EIGHT minutes of uphill running. Double Yay! Definitely an increase, but definitely doable.
Wednesday, woke up with a sore throat. Ugh. Went to work out with Renea (and Irma!!) and got a kick butt total body punishing! Can you say MOUNTAIN CLIMBERS...I did, 150x :).
Thursday, woke up with a sore throat, stuffy nose, headache, and missed most of my day at work. Managed to walk aimlessly on the treadmill for 4.5 miles while watching Jersey Shore. Snooki was inspiring with her wine drinking before workouts.
Friday, woke up with more of the same. Except my ears started hurting. Naturally. Went to the Dr., was informed of my sinus infection and double ear infections. But no strep throat. I'm gonna call that a win, because strep would have been a deal breaker. Got two shots in my rump and a Z-Pak. Yipee Skipee. Took the day off.
Saturday, more time off. Emergen-C pulsing through my veins...went to bed as early as a 1st grader...
SUNDAY FUNDAY! Woke up at 5am to run 15 miles, OUTSIDE. Completed! We ran the loop in the Country Club 5 times. A big BIG thank you to Javier that paced with me at my 10 minute mile pace, and didn't mind my mindless chatter or nasal congestion. That's a friend for ya! We finished at about 8:45, and my legs felt great! I was sure that I'd finish and collapse, but no sireeee bob, I was a fighter and I finished and had legs that could have kept going (I didn't...it was wicked hot).
Here's a list of the things I've accomplished today (all those bored to tears may click 'x' in the corner as necessary). Got up at 5 am, Ran 15 miles, came home, watered plants that were dying, showered, ate breakfast, went shopping, went grocery shopping, unloaded said groceries in 107 degree heat, set up new swimming pool for duck, cleaned house with help of loving husband, laundry, went for some more shopping, ate large and amazing steak, assisted parents with wireless network, and now...blogging. I've been up for 15 hours and its 8pm. That is a first.
So what was the best part of this Epic-full day of activity? Why thank you for asking!...
The 16 oz of low fat chocolate milk I housed down after said 15 mile run. It was glorious and I am a firm believer that chocolate milk is made by Jesus' Angels. It was religious this morning, me and that chocolate milk. It made the whole run worth it.
Now why chocolate milk? Read any runner/workout mag and they'll tell you, it has the right ingredients perfect for recovery. It adds back just enough. And, its yummy delicious and irresistable, even for a semi-lactose intolerant Lacy. I suggest adding it into your post long run repertoire if you haven't already.
**Side Note: I also highly recommend Gu-Chomps for during a long run. They are like energy filled gummy bears but not in the bear shape (they really should make them in a bear shape...) Nothing else gives me a boost I need like those. Strawberry is my fave.
So this week, I plan to do similar to this week, with different days off (and less sneezing and hacking). Hopefully, I'll sandwich in another long run, even if I have to do it on the treadmill.
Remember, if you want to send me a name(s) of anyone that has served in the military, is serving, or perished or survived the events of 9/11, I am planning to run with a list of names. I will run a mile for your loved one, and I'm honored to do so. Please just send me their name(s) and story to my email at lacysheahealey@gmail.com. Any donations can be made to:
www.soldiersangels.org
I hope everyone has a great week! Say a little prayer that this nagging cold-ish thing I have goes away soon!
Thanks for Cheering Me On,
Lacy
**Side note: Keep in mind, at 10pm in San Antonio, it is mostly likely going to be in the mid to upper 80's...maybe 90's. So, umm, not exactly optimal running weather. That being said, we will be running a mile loop with one main water/refueling station. So we will have the opportunity to stop and cool down...I'm assuming (fingers, toes, and all appendages crossed).
Option 1: (probably the least likely): 3.5 mile per hour walking...This would amount to over 31 miles. Amazing, huh?! That's because this event is 9 hours and 11 minutes long.
Option 2: Run 6-10 miles, then walk for an hour, 6-10 miles, then walk for an hour....you get the picture.
Option 3: Run a 5-k, walk for the remainder of the hour, Run a 5-k, walk for the remainder of the hour...get the idea?
Soooo...that's what we are thinking NOW...this could change, depending on how we feel on the event day, or how many people are there, etc.
Now for the training I've been doing! Monday, I swam. Which I hadn't done in almost 2 months. I was swimming 2-3 times a week before. However, in late June, I was confronted with the decision to continue swimming or purposely injure a high schooler that was at the pool "swimming laps", which actually means they were horsing around and/or making out with their girlfriend. That's what the pool was like this summer. After a couple of failed attempts at "combat swim", I decided to save a teenager's life and not swim until school started. So this week, I went! And it was quiet and relaxing.
Tuesday I ran a SIX mile hill run. Yay go me! With EIGHT minutes of uphill running. Double Yay! Definitely an increase, but definitely doable.
Wednesday, woke up with a sore throat. Ugh. Went to work out with Renea (and Irma!!) and got a kick butt total body punishing! Can you say MOUNTAIN CLIMBERS...I did, 150x :).
Thursday, woke up with a sore throat, stuffy nose, headache, and missed most of my day at work. Managed to walk aimlessly on the treadmill for 4.5 miles while watching Jersey Shore. Snooki was inspiring with her wine drinking before workouts.
Friday, woke up with more of the same. Except my ears started hurting. Naturally. Went to the Dr., was informed of my sinus infection and double ear infections. But no strep throat. I'm gonna call that a win, because strep would have been a deal breaker. Got two shots in my rump and a Z-Pak. Yipee Skipee. Took the day off.
Saturday, more time off. Emergen-C pulsing through my veins...went to bed as early as a 1st grader...
SUNDAY FUNDAY! Woke up at 5am to run 15 miles, OUTSIDE. Completed! We ran the loop in the Country Club 5 times. A big BIG thank you to Javier that paced with me at my 10 minute mile pace, and didn't mind my mindless chatter or nasal congestion. That's a friend for ya! We finished at about 8:45, and my legs felt great! I was sure that I'd finish and collapse, but no sireeee bob, I was a fighter and I finished and had legs that could have kept going (I didn't...it was wicked hot).
Here's a list of the things I've accomplished today (all those bored to tears may click 'x' in the corner as necessary). Got up at 5 am, Ran 15 miles, came home, watered plants that were dying, showered, ate breakfast, went shopping, went grocery shopping, unloaded said groceries in 107 degree heat, set up new swimming pool for duck, cleaned house with help of loving husband, laundry, went for some more shopping, ate large and amazing steak, assisted parents with wireless network, and now...blogging. I've been up for 15 hours and its 8pm. That is a first.
So what was the best part of this Epic-full day of activity? Why thank you for asking!...
The 16 oz of low fat chocolate milk I housed down after said 15 mile run. It was glorious and I am a firm believer that chocolate milk is made by Jesus' Angels. It was religious this morning, me and that chocolate milk. It made the whole run worth it.
Now why chocolate milk? Read any runner/workout mag and they'll tell you, it has the right ingredients perfect for recovery. It adds back just enough. And, its yummy delicious and irresistable, even for a semi-lactose intolerant Lacy. I suggest adding it into your post long run repertoire if you haven't already.
**Side Note: I also highly recommend Gu-Chomps for during a long run. They are like energy filled gummy bears but not in the bear shape (they really should make them in a bear shape...) Nothing else gives me a boost I need like those. Strawberry is my fave.
So this week, I plan to do similar to this week, with different days off (and less sneezing and hacking). Hopefully, I'll sandwich in another long run, even if I have to do it on the treadmill.
Remember, if you want to send me a name(s) of anyone that has served in the military, is serving, or perished or survived the events of 9/11, I am planning to run with a list of names. I will run a mile for your loved one, and I'm honored to do so. Please just send me their name(s) and story to my email at lacysheahealey@gmail.com. Any donations can be made to:
www.soldiersangels.org
I hope everyone has a great week! Say a little prayer that this nagging cold-ish thing I have goes away soon!
Thanks for Cheering Me On,
Lacy
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