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Sunday, November 25, 2012

I Run for Stuffing.

Considering this week was full of turkey and stuffing and shopping, I still managed to log some miles and get some good workouts in!

Since Thursday was Thanksgiving, Emily and I decided to have Tempo Thursday on Tuesday.  It's still new in our routine so we're still excited to do speed work.  Let's see how long that actually lasts.

This week we did a pyramid workout and this is what it looked like:


It was tough because there were no mental breaks like in repeats...even the easy intervals got not so easy towards the middle.  And, it doesn't help your confidence when one of the local running clubs of super fast runners is doing their weekly speed workout on the same track.  If I had a dollar for every person that lapped me on this workout I'd have enough money to pay a year's worth of race entry fees.

Wasn't the best tempo workout, but not the worst.  Meh.


In other news, I've decided that my new favorite Thanksgiving tradition is running a race Thanksgiving morning.  Gives me an excuse to take a pre-dinner nap, and also justifies about 6 extra helpings of stuffing.

I was extra excited for this year's Turkey Trot because I was doing it in Syracuse with my sister.  Since running races in costumes is my jam, I decided to craft up a sweet costume for me and Heather.  After breaking a pair of scissors, burning my finger on the hot glue gun, and cutting my lip on a safety pin... I was left with the most poorly executed race costume ever.   


When I showed my mom, she thought we were being a horseshoe.  Really, Ma?!  (For the record, it's supposed to be a wishbone).  Looked fab in my head.... not so much in real life.  Better luck next time.

It was perfect weather for a race and I forced Heather to run with me even though she busts out 7 minute miles like it's nothing but a thing.  She chatted my ear off the entire 3.1 miles and didn't even break a sweat.  How come I didn't get the fast runner gene?

Steph and her dad ran this race last year and Steph sold me on doing it this year because she said it was a flat out and back course.  Apparently when I registered though, the race organizers could sense my I HATE HILLS mantra and decided to change the course this year to include, you guessed it, hills.  Regardless, it was a good course with great crowd support.  And having my own personal pacer chatting away made the race fly by.  Overall a fantastic way to kick off the holiday. 


You know what's almost as exciting as running a race on Thanksgiving?  Knowing someone who is running their first race ever on Thanksgiving!  DC Chris (who ran sprinted the Rochester half marathon in September) and his brother Jeff ran the Turkey Trot in Webster and this was Jeff's very first race.  I sadly missed his race debut but even without my superb cheerleading skills, they rocketed through the course and killed it.  Congrats Jeff on your first race!!

Bro's in beast mode

After 2 days of being in a food coma, I forced myself to go to the gym yesterday.  I didn't have anyone to run with, and since it was cold my motivation to go out on my own was zero.  Off to the gym it was. 

Thirty minutes at the gym reminded me why I actually prefer to run outside in the snow.  The treadmill is SO. BORING.  I felt like I was dying a slow death.  I did 1.3 miles and felt like I was on there for an hour.  Even the 2 miles on the elliptical felt torturous.  I went fast, I went slow...no amount of intervals could make the gym bearable.  Get me out of here.


What do you do when you are on the verge of death from boredom and still have energy to burn?  Decorate for Christmas!



And the best way to round out a holiday filled weekend is with a Sunday morning long run!  The whole gang met up early this morning for a run that ended up being a little over 6 miles.  We ran on the canal, streets and trails and it was an awesome run.  WAY better than last weekends long run disaster.  Of course there was breakfast afterwards.  Nothing better than a good run, good company and a good breakfast on a Sunday morning!


I logged a whopping 14 miles this week which is significantly higher than the 3 I logged two weeks ago.  Slowly but surely getting my base back up so I can jump into January training ready to go!  No fun races on the cal this week, but lots of wintery runs in store I'm sure!

Saturday, November 17, 2012

Smorgasbord Week

Last week seemed to be just the kind of kick-off week I needed because I actually logged some great workouts this week!

I traded in my run last Saturday to volunteer at a day of trail races.  There were two races that day and I got there around 8am to help with the post-race food set up for race #1.  Let me tell you, I really took the amazing post race food spreads for granted.

When you're tired and hungry after a race, you get so excited to see food that you don't even think about where it came from.  What do you mean the race food fairy doesn't magically make it all happen?!  I now have a whole new appreciation for the food I stuff my face with after a race.

My job duty for race #2 was water girl.  Sweet!  I've always wanted to man a water stop.  My co-water girl and I got a bit lost on the way to our stop but made up for it with our enthusiasm and superb water handling skills.  Who knew handing cups of water to sweaty runners could be so much fun?!


 Seeing these crazy runners run two trail races in one day inspired me to get my butt moving the next day.  Since it was gorgeous out on Sunday, I decided to bring out Mr. Trek before he gets put away for the winter.

I headed out on the canal for a 20 mile solo ride.  My plan was to do an out-and-back and I was feeling great when I hit my 10 mile turn-around point.


And then, literally 37 seconds after this picture was taken, I got a flat.  WHY.  Well I know why....I've been needing to buy a new tire for months, but I've been too stubborn to shell out the money to replace the poor thing.  Oh hey karma, thanks for slapping me in the face.

Thank god for friendly bikers on the canal - I struggled for 20 minutes after I got my wheel off until some riders stopped and helped me out.  And by help me out I mean fixed my flat for me.  Somehow I still managed to get filthy:


After my unplanned pit stop, I was nervously back on the canal to finish my ride.  The women who stopped to help me told me I needed a new tire like yesterday and asked how much longer I had to ride.  When I told her 10 more miles she laughed and said "good luck."  Thankfully I avoided any further flats on my way back.


20 miles and 1.5 hours later I was home safe and sound.  Well, that's not true.  According to Garmin, my elapsed time was 2 hours and 10 minutes.  That means I spent 40 minutes changing my flat.  I should probably work on my bike mechanic skillz.


Monday I did some Jillian Michaels and just about died.  I'm blaming Jillian for my crazy slow run on Tuesday night.  Nothing exciting about this run.  Re-acquainted myself with Cobbs Hill.  Remembered why I stopped running hills.


Emily and I had grand plans to run after work on Wednesday.  She came over, we got geared up, we headed outside......and then this happened:


No, my Garmin didn't break.  We turned around and walked back inside.  And bailed on our run.  I've bailed on plenty of runs before, but usually once I get my gear on and I'm out the door my mind is made.  I'm running.  I've never actually walked outside, walked 50 yards, and turned back around.  Can't win em all I guess.

The lack of effort on Wednesday meant that it was time to kick my own butt on Tempo Thursday.  On tap this week?  1/2 mile repeats.  Four of them.  Using my two mile time trial time as a base, I used this God-sent tool to figure out that I had to complete each 800m repeat in 4:58--5:13.  And by golly would you take a look at these splits:


It's crazy what a little focus can make you do.  It was definitely a tough workout and I was pretty maxed out at the end of each repeat.  But....I had fun!  I'm not sure if it was the change of scenery running on the track, or the fact that it was something different than just... running, but I really liked it!  Welcome back to my life, Tempo Thursday!

I'd really like to end this on a positive note, so I'm only going to say one thing about today's run: it sucked.  That is all.


Without my running buddies this morning, I surely would have keeled over and died (or, more realistically, turned around and walked back to my car).  Toughest, hilliest run in a long time and my legs didn't show up for the party.  Erasing all memories of this morning.....now.

Week two of logging more than one mile....success.

Friday, November 9, 2012

Bringing the 'Miles' back to 'Molly's Miles'

As you could probably tell from my lack of daily life updates, my activity has been pretty lax the past three weeks.  I may be starting training in January for a big spring event (more on that another time) so this week was my "ease back into that thing called running" week.  In case you're wondering what I've been doing with my life until now.....

...I've been riding bikes through the city of DC...


...And posing around the Nation's Capital in my Fleet Feet team shirt...


...And buying Lululemon headbands with my best friend and DC hostess...


...Then I DIY'd some mouse costumes for a Halloween 5k.  Martha Stewart has nothing on my crafty skills and the real three blind mice have nothing on our running prowess....


...I did a handful of runs here and there, and I'm confident that Garmin needs to start paying me for all this free publicity:


...Had my Runiversary and PR'd in my anniversary 5k.  In case you forgot:


...Went for a 5am run one morning.  Happened to be the day after election day.  Got stopped mid-run and interviewed for the news...  

Does my headlamp make me look smarter?
I was fighting off crowds of fans for days after this.

...Brought back Tempo Thursday.  Two mile time trial on the track...


...In the pitch black...


...And somehow still managed my best two mile time trail to date...


I guess the girl still has it in her after all.  Welcome back, Molly's Miles.  Time to get the show back on the road.

Saturday, November 3, 2012

Runiversary!

What better way to come back from my 3 week long blog hiatus than on the day of my "Runiversary"!

One year ago today I ran my first 5k.  It took me 42 loooong minutes.  I crossed the finish line dead and exhausted but on cloud nine.

That finish line in November 2011 was the start of an amazing journey that has changed me inside and out.  365 days ago I would never have imagined that this is where I would be today.

Today, I ran that very same 5k.  I crossed the finish line in 33:22.  As I pushed myself as hard as I could during those 3.1 miles, I was thinking about how far I've come over the past year.

Running has changed me for the better -- mentally, physically, emotionally.  I love where I am at in my life right now and, as crazy as it may sound, I have running to thank for getting me here.  It has become my stress reliever, my social life, my anti-depressant, my passion.

Today I shaved nine minutes off my time from last year, and I ran through the finish line this morning with a new 5k PR.  I left my heart on the course this morning and I wouldn't have it any other way on my one-year running anniversary.

All I can say is, what a difference a year makes.  My one year Runiversary is even sweeter then I imagined, and you better believe there will be many, many more to come!


Monday, October 15, 2012

Quick Recap: Breast Cancer Awareness Ride

Today I am a woman of few words.  It's Monday, I'm tired, and Jillian Michaels just sucked every last bit of energy out of me.  Lucky for you, I managed to snap a few pics yesterday at the Breast Cancer Awareness Ride so I'll let them do (most of) the talking...

Rise and shine at 9:00am which is basically sleeping in these days.  All smiles and pink as I picked up my bike bib:

Perfectly fall weather meant no need for my neon jacket.  Good thing 92% of my wardrobe is pink so I was still prepared underneath my coat.


Just in case you were wondering, yes, of course my gloves are pink too.  Duh.


I really need to chill out with the thumbs up.  Sorry guys.


Look at all the pink.  Those are the 45 milers heading off.  Remember that time I originally signed up for the 45 miler and then did the 25 instead?  Oops.


Brie's dad was riding so him and I stuck together.  Actually, I really dropped down to the 25 miles for him.  So he didn't feel bad.  Just kidding.  If he wasn't there I probably would have done 10.


Oh good ol' Mendon.  Your hills never get old to me.  Mr. L tried teaching me how to use my gears correctly (still working on that skill) and I only half-wobbled up some of the hills.  The good thing about hills is they always = downhills.  Downhills are 97% responsible for my speedy 14mph average speed.


After an entire week of doing absolutely nothing active (unless you count my Corporate America business trip full of dinner buffets and happy hours), I was half surprised I didn't keel over and die during the ride.  


All in all it was a great fall ride and what's better than riding your bike in the country in the fall all while raising money and awareness to save America's boobs?  Triple win.  Boom.

Sunday, October 7, 2012

Double Race Report!

Since I've slacked on getting last weekend's race recap up here, and did another race yesterday morning, today you're getting two race reports for the price of one.  Get excited.

Autumn Classic Duathlon - 9/30/12
What do you get when you take a good attitude and and a "have fun" mindset to a race?  An effing awesome race, that's what.

I signed up for this race back in July and have been looking forward to it all summer.  I did the Spring version of this race in May (before I got Mr. Trek) and was excited to see how much I could crush my previous time.

Only minor detail was that my "training" for this race has been less than stellar.  Thanks in part my recent race-overload induced burnout, I was pretty much mentally and physically unprepared for this race.  And, Mother Nature decided to throw this into the mix on race morning:


Normally, this would make me extremely grouchy but I was determined not to be a Negative Nancy.  After a whole summer of doing races for the sake of doing races, the weather was just what I needed to remind myself that this race was for me.  I was doing this for fun.

That "have fun" mindset is what made me decide to drop down to the shorter course length when I got to the race.  I had originally signed up for the F1 course -- 2mi run, 10mi bike, 2mi run, 10mi bike, 2mi run -- and although I had been excited for the challenge, I dropped to the super sprint course -- 2mi run, 10mi bike, 2mi run.  Between the weather and my determination to not let this be just another race to log miles, I knew that doing the short course would allow me to enjoy the race more.  And let me tell you, that was the best decision I made all morning.

happy! yay for super sprint!
Once I changed races it was time to get my timing chip and head to transition to get situated.  Being that this was my second duathlon, I felt like an old pro going in and racking my bike.  I did rack and re-rack it in three different locations, however.  You gotta go with the one that feels right, ya know?

mr. trek all racked and ready to go!
After I was set up in transition, I had a little pre-race pep talk with Coach Rob (aka Steph's boyfriend who I force to be my multi-sport guidance counselor).  He assured me that I was physically prepared for this race and that I was going to kill it.  Preach it, Coach Rob.

a post-pep talk thumbs up!
I headed to the start line and watched the F1'ers head off first.  I wasn't even one bit disappointed that I wasn't in that group.  Further solidification that dropping down was the best decision I've ever made.  A few minutes later it was our turn to head off on our two mile run.

I must have really been excited because I clocked my first mile in under 11 minutes.  I felt good though so I just kept on moving.  I hardly looked at my watch and just went by feel and enjoyed it.  I think the last time I did that was um... never.

I felt good on the run but was definitely pushing myself too.  I knew that the second run would be tough, so I wanted to push myself on the first run.  Turns out that pushing yourself is much more fun when your eyes aren't glued to your Garmin and you don't have any expectations for yourself.

(thanks photographer steph for the next 50 pics & making me feel like a celeb)
Run 1 - 23:53

I zipped into transition and changed into my bike shoes so fast that even Coach Rob was impressed at how quick I was going.  I also made a mental note to start racking my bike next to people who run slower than me, so that when Steph takes pictures it doesn't always look like I'm the last one in transition!


T1 - 1:08

I was all excited at my fast transition but once I reached the bike mount I probably added a solid minute to my overall time because I had the biggest struggle clipping in.  Sometimes I can do it like it's nothing but a thing, but my newbie status showed as I unsuccessfully kicked away at my pedal until I finally got it.  Time to ride!

The bike course was familiar not only from the spring course, but also because I've been biking in Mendon all summer.  I was already mentally prepared for the hills and knew it was going to be a good ride.  It took a mile or two to warm up but once I did I felt good and get this.... I actually passed people!  In the spring, I lost count of the number of people that passed me.  And I passed zero people.  This time I passed 18 people (don't worry I counted in my head not out loud) and only 3 people passed me.  Look at what a new bike, some bike shoes and a good attitude can do!

I definitely pushed myself on the bike and kept my heart rate up the entire ride.  Usually I push a bit and then back off and keep up that rhythm the whole ride.  This time I left my heart out on the road and man did it feel good.

Bike - 42:05


I was still having a blast as I headed back into transition and didn't even realize that I was smiling the whole time until I saw Steph's pictures.  Two thirds of the way through the race and I was still totally enjoying it.  I was having so much fun that I didn't even get mad when it took me three tries to get my shoes tied.  Fast transitions are overrated.

T2 - 1:47

As I headed out for the final run, I was SO glad that I didn't have another bike and another run to do afterwards.  My fun and enjoyment probably would have fizzled here if I had any more than this last run to do.  

I only had jello legs for a few minutes but was definitely more tired at this point so was much slower on this run.  And you know what?  I didn't even care!  I didn't let my pace discourage me and was proud of myself for continuing to push myself based on how I felt.  

One woman who I'd been playing cat and mouse with the whole race caught back up to me and we chatted for the last bit of the run - I told her that she was my rabbit on the bike and she told me that I was hers on the run.  Too funny.  We decided run it in together on the final stretch. I love making race friends.

Run 2 - 24:56

Final Time - 1:33:51

mission don't come in last: accomplished
I came in 67/82 overall and even snagged second place in my age group...... out of two people.  Wanna know something funny?  I came in 2/2 in my age group in the Spring Duathlon too and both times it was a Fleet Feet employee who beat me!  I'm now convinced that Fleet Feet, specifically the female employees aged 20-24, are conspiring to never let me win my age group at a duathlon.  I'm on to you guys.

I finished this race with the biggest smile on my face.  I pushed myself as hard as I could, and I enjoyed every single minute of it.  This is what races should be all about.  This feeling is what I have been missing for so long and damn, it's a good feeling to have it back.


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Photo Finish 5k - 10/6/12
I've used many excuses to justify signing up for races, but the one I used for this race might be the saddest excuse yet.  "I don't feel like running tonight, so let's sign up for a race tomorrow morning so we don't feel guilty about not running tonight."  True story.


With my Friday night run axed and a joke race the next morning, my usual pre-race dinner was replaced with junk food and lots of it.  The fact that I hadn't run once since the duathlon made the situation even more comical.  And the icing on the cake was the pouring rain I woke up to yesterday morning.  You know it's going to be an interesting morning when your texts with your race buddy look like this:


With two grouches on our hands, Emily and I were quite the site to be seen yesterday morning.  The car ride to the race was spent complaining and convincing ourselves that we shouldn't go back to bed.  I can honestly say that the only reason we didn't bail was because we didn't want to lose the $25 registration fee we paid.  That's a great reason to run a race.

We met up with Steph when we got to the race and I forced myself to smile for a picture.


You're probably wondering how I can go from such a happy Duathlon race report to this.  Hold tight.  This one is gonna get good.

The gun went off and Steph stuck with us as Emily and I continued our complain-fest.  After a few minutes though, we realized hey, it stopped raining.  This is perfect race weather.  This is a flat road.  Wow I have a great playlist.  Wait, are we starting to have fun??  Oh yes, yes we are.

We clocked an 11:11 first mile and I was feeling surprisingly good.  Since my bad mood had completely vanished I was determined yet again to make this a fun and enjoyable race.  I glanced at my watch here and there but mostly just followed Emily's pace.

Mile two came in at 11:20.  Still feeling good and still chatting away with Em.  By this time speedy Steph was a little ways ahead of us so it was just me and Emily.  Good thing we were both in good moods by this point!

The last mile was where I realized I was pushing myself.  And I kind of liked it.  Emily was doing most of the talking and I was only tempted to ask her to slow down once.  And even that was a fleeting thought - I was actually having a good time running outside of my comfort zone.  With about a quarter mile to go, I realized that if I kept pushing I could potentially PR.  We clocked in mile 3 at 10:44 and kicked it the last tenth of a mile to finish in 34:29 - a PR by 25 seconds!


I was shocked when I crossed that finish line.  How my lack of training and poor eating led me to a PR I will never understand.  But man did it feel good.  And what felt even better was knowing that I came into this race with no expectations.  No pressure to negative split or hit a certain pace or pr or whatever.  Just have fun was all I wanted to do..... and knowing that I enjoyed the whole race AND PR'd makes it extra sweet.  

thumbs up to a new pr!
Two awesome races in a row, thanks to a new mindset and a determination to bring the FUN back to running and racing!