- Sat, Dec 26: 8 miles, about 1 hr 36 minutes on the treadmill
Monday, December 28, 2009
Holiday or not, still have to run
Tempo Run #2
- Wed, Dec 23: About 3.5 tempo runs, about an 11 minute mile pace.
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Ted Corbitt 15k
- Sat, Dec 19: NYRR Ted Corbitt 15k, 1 hr 48 m 26 s. Pace: 11:39min!!!
So, here are my results! :) Yes, I'm slow. But I'm pretty pleased with my effort and time. Just so you know, there were about 3500 people running, so I was in the back (just as with the Nike Human Race 10K). Still, I think I'm running better, which is something to be proud about.
Last Name | First Name | Sex/ Age | Bib | Team | City | State | Overall Place |
| MARTYR | JANINE | F30 | 7350 | BROOKLYN | NY | 3248 |
Gender Place | Age Place | Finish Time | Pace/ Mile | AG Time | AG Gender Place | AG % |
| 1594 | 382 | 1:48:26 | 11:39 | 1:48:24 | 1640 | 42.6 % |
Starting a tempo
- Wed, Dec 16: Tempo runs. Got in about four 1-mile runs, at maybe an 11.5 minute mile each one.
For this practice, we needed to run as fast as was comfortably hard for a mile, with only a 2 minute slow run for rest before we did it all again. I didn't know if I could do it, as I'm always afraid that I won't be able to last. But, I remembered Captain Robyn's comment about me being able to run faster than I thought. So I pushed, and instead of getting worried when I started and continued to breathe really hard, I thought: real pain, or perceived pain. And funny enough, I wasn't really in pain. It was effort, but I could keep it up. And yeah, I was still slower than everyone else and I wish I didn't have to breathe so hard to do it, but I kept up the pace for a mile. I was quite pleased with my effort this practice. So, go me! :)
Round and round and round and round
- Sat, Dec 12: 15 miles, more than 3 hours and a lot of drama
Anyhow, miserable as I was, I kinda did 10 miles. And for the first time, I walked too. Bad, bad, bad. I just stopped when I felt like it, and walked the last half mile before 10 miles because I had decided to go home. I had visions of my warm bed in my head. I wasn't interested in running for another hour, even if Nassar, Yasi and I were going to eat together after.
However, I didn't count on Robyn. Suffice to say, Captain Robyn was the boss of me this day, and I don't make that kind of statement lightly. She kinda forced me to get back out there, since I wasn't injured and, as I am training for a full marathon, really needed to get in the miles. She gave me her mittens, and told me to just run the 3 mile loop. But since I heard her saying to Coach Luis that she would try to convince me to do the last 2 miles when I came back, and I REALLY didn't want to hear anything, I just sucked it up and did the last 5 miles.
The reward? Strangely, the hills on this time around felt like nothing (for the first time ever). It was an odd feeling, but I endeavor to remember it every time I meet a hill. Plus, I got to hang out with Nassar and Yasi after all. So, good times in the end. :)
5K - Take Two.
- Wed, Dec 9: 5K again. 34 m 40 s.
Well, I was slower, which was disappointing. But, I ran a more even, less strenuous race. I paced at about 11.5mins per mile, which isn't terrible. Just not as good as the 10.5mins per mile I did previously. The hills were definitely easier to climb, though. :)
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Coney Island and the BEST RUN EVER!!!!!
- Sat, Dec 5: 14 miles, more than 3 hours I'm sure. Running in the rain, lol.
This run really starts the day before, at the Chip Shop in Brooklyn. I met up with running buddy Yosi to go, and just expected lots of fried food - although I knew there was macaroni. Boy, was I in for a surprise. I was like a kid in a candy store, I was so excited about the menu. I ended up having macaroni, fried macaroni, veggie shepherd's pie, chips, ribena and lemonade. (Ok, some of this was ordered by Yosi, but I shared.) I was happy, happy, HAPPY, and this carb-and-shepherd's-pie-and-macaroni-induced happiness I am sure lasted all the way til Sunday morning.
Which meant that I had the best run ever this Saturday!!! I just chattered away for most of the run. Instead of obsessing that I was only at 4 miles, I thought, oh good, only 10 more to go. We got soaking wet, as it was supposed to start raining at 1pm, but instead started around 9am - *after* I'd run off without my rain jacket on. But it was so great. I enjoyed running TO Coney Island and the ocean, even knowing that I wasn't half done til I got there. It was lovely and flat, I must admit. And different from running in the Park, which is a bit boring now. And I enjoyed running back for the most part, although I did get tired and wasn't looking forward to the last bit in Prospect (hills, albeit small ones. I really have to work on them). It was just such a relief to have a "good" run, as 12 miles and 13.1 miles kinda sucked. If you read the last Saturday blog, you'll know how I've been feeling. Now I know what to do from now on. :)
The Hills Grand Finale
- Wed, Dec 2: Hills #5, and a single moment of some triumph!
This evening, I was in a very bad mood. I wasn't sure I should even go, my mood was so off. I kept asking myself "To go, or to go home?" lol. I got to practice late, so late in fact that I met up with the group at 7:30pm (and we have to be back for our bags at 8:00pm). We were doing our last set of hill repeats, and I managed to get in 3. But what a 3!!!
First time up - not bad, but nothing to shout home about. Second time up - this deserves it's own bullet points.
- Captain Robyn insisted I run faster and ran the last half up with me.
- I was so surprised that I was a) going faster, and b) keeping up with Robyn, that I asked her whether she was "running slow".
- When she said she wasn't, I ran faster. And faster!
Now, I was gasping for breath and nearly died at the top, but what a run! Captain Robyn was proud, I was proud, there was just a whole bunch of pride! lol
My third and last time up was also nothing to shout home about - I was tired already. But the endorphins were great, because I was now in a good mood. I actually felt sorry I hadn't gotten there earlier. What a turnaround. I still have a little pleased smile when I think about it. Go, me!
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
The Lone Runner
- Sat, Nov 28: 7 miles, about 1hr 20 mins on ye olde treadmill.
So at the end of Wednesday's pre-Thanksgiving and macaroni and cheese practice, we found out that, contrary to our training calendar, we only had to run 6-8 miles instead of 12 this Saturday. OMG. Can you imagine it? I wanted to throw a party right there and then. 4-6 miles less? Thank you, thank you, thank you! lol
True to form, I didn't do much for the day and then carted myself to the gym for around 6pm so I could have 2 hours to run before closing time at 8pm. It was me, the treadmill, and whatever was showing on MTV. As it was "only" 8 miles to do I tried to run it quicker, since I have really been struggling with my speed and getting tired way before the end. When the treadmill auto-ended after 1 hr, I was almost at 6miles, so I felt pretty good about that. But, boy, was it a struggle. I got off for a couple minutes and then went back and did 1 more mile so I could stretch a bit before I had to leave. It wasn't 8, but it was more than 6. And I had a chance to figure out what to do if I have to stop for a bit, because the poor legs and knees really seize up and I had to ease back into it. The lesson here: don't stop for long.
One more thing: I think I hate running. I know I don't love it, but perhaps it's progressing to a not-love/hate relationship. I don't know. I'm just putting that out there into the universe so I can see how I feel about it. Probably I'm just frustrated because I feel like it's not getting easier. Or rather, that it should be easier than it is since the truth is, I'm doing it! I don't know. I'm going to see how it goes. I want to think positively about this, but not the fake-positive "it's going to be alright somehow" stuff. More the critical-look-and-reason-that-it-will-be-alright-and-have-a-plan-to-make-that-so stuff. :) Because I firmly believe that I will do this. I just want to do it *well*. (And not so painfully). :)
Back to my (now) beloved hill
- Wed, Nov 25: Hills #4!
At least this time I was back at a hill I knew. And I wasn't late. :) Can I say how I kinda love this hill now? I feel like I know its curves like my own. ;)
For this practice, we ran 2/3 up the hill "easy", and then kicked it into high gear so we ran hard the rest of the way. The changeover marker was a little cone otherwise known as "Coach Luis", and the end point was another little cone going by the name of "Captain Robyn" lol. I think I did a decent job. Took it really easy on recovery, and managed to impress Coach Lisa a bit. She said we've never looked so good, in fact. I'm a bit worried that it still won't translate into better running, but I'll take it! :)
One thing I'd like to note. Can you believe, we actually volunteered to have this practice? lol We could have NOT had a GTS the day before Thanksgiving, and we RSVP'd that we wanted it! lol I dunno, it's weird how I miss my training buddies. I prefer to have them there sweating it out with me than not, while at the same time, I feel like I'm running along in my head even with people around me. Anyway, more room for the macaroni and cheese!!!
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