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Day 17, did I get ahead of myself?

I’m a planner, or a strategizer, or maybe just a dreamer. I’ve been thinking about this challenge for months. Seriously. In the beginning it was just an idea. I tossed it around in my head. I was looking for something. Something I could sink my teeth into. Ironically, at the time this challenge was merely a thought I was barely running. I was coming off an injury from another challenge and pressing through to run some races that I had already signed up for. You know, once you pay, you run. Regardless. But, I knew I needed something. Something big.

And then the idea took on a life of its own. It became real to me. And, I knew it was a bit out there and I didn’t want to leave anyone out. So I figured out ways that other people could do a version of the challenge.

And then I started telling more and more people. Yes, got some flack. Yes, got some eye rolls. Yes, got some “you’re crazy”. But I could visualize myself doing it. I could see me run the roads, run the tracks, run on the mills. I knew I would get up early to run, stay up late to run, adjust my schedule to run. And I waited. I waited for September. Every month I participated in some sort of challenge. All geared to set me up for success. All geared to make my core stronger, my legs sound, and my mind ready. I knew this would be a challenge that would test me. Physically, mentally and by the grace of God, emotionally.

I know there are other runners out there that could do this challenge and not even think twice. I know there are runners who could run circles around me, faster and longer. And I know there are runners out there who wouldn’t even give it a try; not any of the levels. But, none of them are me.

So, day 17. Day 17. I was already thinking about day 18 and day 20. I’m dreading day 20 actually. Not because I don’t think I can run 20 miles, but because I need to get all 20 in before 11 am. But, that’s a whole other post.

I had planned out day 18. 3 runs, 6 miles each. One in the morning, one around lunch and then one with either the high school or the Cheetahs. I got ahead of myself. I didn’t properly plan for day 17.

Day 17… I got another late start but it wasn’t too hot and I figured I’d hit the road. I plotted out a course that was originally about 7 miles long. I knew I was running with Team RockStar later that night and I figured I’d probably have to finish on the mill. I was feeling good the first mile or two. Not my best pace but better than the latest runs. I’m getting slower, which sucks, but rather than beat myself up about it, I simply go at a pace that I think I can go for a long time. On a gimpy leg? That’s slow. Anyway, somewhere during that run I decided to do a bigger loop so that I could maybe hit 10 miles. I hit mile 5 and out of nowhere my legs just shut down. I was coming up a hill and I literally slowed to a walk. If I’m close to the crest (and I’m still running) I try not to walk, I try to pull myself up the final incline but not today. And, gradually the mile times got slower and slower. And, finally I was walking up all the hills.
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My legs were sore. My ankles were aching. But the pain wasn’t the same as before. I’ve run through the whole “muscle being pulled from the bone” pain. I have that weird ability to just overcome. It happened when I did my 1000 miles challenge and well, I guess, no I know, prayers work.
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Anyway, I was beat after those 10 miles. Seriously beat.
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I didn’t run with the XC team. I stayed back with two of the runners and we did some drills and core work. I was saving my legs. I really wanted to run the stairs and hills with Team RockStar.

The second run was all that it was meant to be. Its a challenging 4 mile run loaded with hills and stairs and it didn’t disappoint. Coming down the hills was brutal on my ankles. I had to walk down some of the hills cuz the pounding was just too much. But I really enjoyed that run.
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And, then I finished the day with a run on the mill. Watched some Netflix and put day 17 in the books. It was weird. I should have planned it better. I shouldn’t have forced that first 10 miles. About 8 miles is my max right now. Anything over that, and I’m toast. But, I was so ready for day 18 that I let day 17 get the best of me.
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I know better. How do you eat an elephant? One bite at a time. How do you run 465 miles in September? One day at a time.

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Sometimes I need a little encouragement…

I had a conversation with my sister earlier today and it made me think about a few things. So, I’m gonna start this post with a few requests. Please hear my heart…

Yes, my ankle/calf is in pain. No, I’m not sure what is wrong with it other than it feels like the muscle is being pulled from the bone. You know when you eat a chicken leg and you pull the meat from the bone with your teeth? Yeah, that’s how my leg feels. (Glad I’m not a real chicken, I can only imagine!) Especially during the last miles of the first and second runs and all of the third run. Yes, it would be wise to rest my leg. Take it easy. No, this challenge isn’t going to win me any money, make me famous or even matter in a few months from now. Yes, only a few people even know I’m doing this challenge. Its not like its hit the major news networks. Yes, you think I’m crazy and I’m not listening to my body. Believe me, I’m listening! I hear it every time my foot hits the pavement! Yes, it hurts. Yes, I’m running with a bit of a limp. Yes, again, I know I should take it easy. Yes. You are right. You are oh so right. But… and you know what it means when you say but? Right? Whatever was said before the “but” doesn’t matter.

I am doing this challenge and I will run through this pain until I simply can’t run any more. Why? Cuz that’s just what I do, that’s just who I am. I set a goal, I work towards achieving the goal, and once complete I set another goal. So, instead of telling me all of the things I shouldn’t do, or am doing wrong, or giving me reasons -excuses really- to not push through, to not persevere… instead… encourage me, give me tips to make the chicken leg heal itself, feel stronger, feel better, not consume my run. Better yet, add me to your prayer list. Ask God to bring healing to my legs and the strength to finish this challenge. I know the challenge is “a bit out there” but I run, and I create these challenges, because there’s someone out there who can’t run, who can’t complete the challenges and so desperately wants to. They “hear” or read about my determination and my will to push through, overcome, and conquer whatever I’ve set before me and they are empowered. I run because they want to but can’t. So, rather than find reasons why I shouldn’t, or why you can’t – or won’t – find reasons why WE do.

God gave me a strong, healthy body. He gave me the ability to run. And for some reason, he gave me the desire to share my passion for fitness and running with others. So, I honor Him. Please do me a favor and cheer me on! Not drag me down. I can do that all by myself. 🙂

So… having gotten that off my chest. Here’s day 12. Enjoy.

First run of the day. Early, about 6 am. Looking to do 8 miles.
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The run, the usual route. Not fast, leg hurting, especially going down hill. Mile 6 I called my husband to let him know I wouldn’t make it home in time before he left for work. He always makes me breakfast (eggs, half a piece of toast, a nibble of bacon and strong black coffee). I didn’t want him to worry about that since I was going to be late.
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But, he drove down and picked me up. He could tell by my voice that I was struggling. He decided to give me a lift. Breakfast was waiting for me when I walked in the door. 🙂 My husband believes in me. 😉

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Before the second run…
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The run. Walked towards the end. Leg on fire. Kids did awesome tho!
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After the run.
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Last and final run. We tell the XC kids, its all in your attitude. If you expect to have a great run, even if you don’t, it will have been better than if you had expected it to be bad! Smiling! Let’s do this!
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The run. Limped a majority of it. Cheetahs ran hill repeats again. Could only watch. 😦
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After the run. Another day down. 🙂 Ready for some ice! And, a drink! 🙂
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Last week I ran 28.9 miles. This week I’ve run 50.5. Sheila says so.
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If I’ve offended you in any way, cuz I asked for positive feedback, thoughts and vibes, I guess… well… that sucks for you. When you set a goal and you tell me about it… I believe in you. I know you can do it. I know you will do whatever you can to achieve it. And, I will do anything I can to help you rise to the occasion. Do unto others… 🙂

Icing my chicken leg. Peace out…

9/11… a day to remember because we could never forget.

On this day 12 years ago, I had just dropped off my 4 year old at preschool and was hanging out with my one year old at home. The TV was playing in the background and then I became glued to the TV. At first I didn’t get it. I wasn’t alarmed. I was more… perplexed. I didn’t comprehend what had really happened. I thought, that happened so far away… New York (I live in California). It took a few days, really a few weeks, for it to sink in. And now… it makes me sick to my stomach when I think about what happened, how many people were tragically affected in those few moments, and how their families’ lives changed forever.

Our country changed that day. In so many different ways. So… today we honor the fallen, lift up those who lost loved ones and empower those who were in the midst and survived.

And, in light of that… I know this may seem trivial but I did run today. I ran 11 miles in 3 runs. 5, 4 and 2. The last one was not really a run, more like a fast limp. My right calf is on fire singing “wild thing!” and needs to be either cut off and replaced or iced til its numb and I no longer feel it. I guess I’ll be icing. Anyway… here’s today’s before and afters…

I know… its dark. I’m really in there. You can see my shadow. It was EARLY in the morning, no flash on my phone! 🙂
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After the run. I took a new route, new streets, new hills, new leg pains! See how bright I am i the morning light! 🙂
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Afternoon run with the high school. Also a new route, 4 miler. We started off at a good pace but then slowed. Everyone was in good spirits. One runner even claimed he had a “runner’s high”. There is some hope yet!
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When we finished this run I headed straight to the trainer. I asked for a bag of ice. Seriously, me ask for ice? Yeah, my calf hurts that bad. 😦
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And finally, the last run of the day. The Cheetahs did 250s and 150s so I waited to run my final two miles after their practice.

Cheesy smile cuz I just want this to be over. 🙂
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8 times around this track. The last 3 laps were “limped”.
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And, its over. Painfully, over.
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But today is the 11th. (Someday I’ll post about the significance of the rose on the 11th.)
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I ran my 11 miles and look forward to my 12 tomorrow. Don’t worry about me, I got this. I’ll ice, tape and walk/limp when necessary. If this was easy it wouldn’t be a challenge, right?
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Double digits… Day 10

Well, its finally here. The double digit days. We knew these were coming. Are we ready?

Mentally, yes. Physically, well that’s another story. I iced various parts of my legs today in an effort to reduce some soreness. I think it helped and when I’m done writing this, I’ll get out another ice pack.

Double digits. Another 3 run day.

This morning, got up early, was out the door before 7. Weather was cool. I actually wore running pants and a 3/4-length sleeve running top. Pace wasn’t fast but respectable (at least in my world). 4 miles.

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Second run. The high school XC team had to do hill sprints today. Needless to say I only ran the warm up and the cool down. I cheered them on their sprints though. They ran strong today. I think today was the first day that ALL of them gave a true effort. No complaining (probably cuz the head coach told them that whoever asked “how many more” would get an extra one), full on effort up each hill, arms pumping, knees high, legs moving. Seriously, they did GREAT!

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And then the last run… My favorite! Secret Stairs with Team RockStar!

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This is a four mile run loaded with hills and stairs. Its challenging, its tough, it’ll test you. But running it with this group makes it fun, bearable, and worth it! After every one Brian is given the task to find us a random person willing to take the “end of the run” picture. Today’s photog, Tom, inadvertently snapped a shot of himself. So… photo creds go to Tom.

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And of course my before and after…

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Smiling cuz I just completed Day 10 of the Running 465 in September Challenge. And, I rock!

3 runs in one day. May become the new norm…

I woke up this morning feeling pretty good, can’t tell by the pic. 🙂 But, I think my ice bath helped.

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Weather was great…

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If it wasn’t for that gnarly hill towards the end, my pace would have been way better. But, I was pretty happy with the overall run.

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Second run of the day…

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Sheila was all out of sorts. 35 minutes to run a mile? Seriously? It wasn’t even that hot out. I don’t know what was up with that but whatever, I ran a mile. Really, I RAN, and I’m pretty sure I did it in less than 35 minutes.

Last run of the day was with the Cheetahs Cross Country team. Didn’t get a before pic but got the after.

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Its a little rough but running with the slower of the Cheetahs took a toll on me. This whole stopping and starting in the middle of a run, making sure no one gets left behind or lost is rough on my legs. Once in a while is no big deal, but over and over? Its brutal. Hopefully I will get used to it. I gotta run many more miles that way. Unless of course, the kids pick up their pace or at least don’t walk at the first hint of an ache or pain.

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Regardless, day 9 in the books.