Icy cold breezes… and a snot that freezes.

Hello friends!

I cannot believe it has been so long since I’ve posted. I suppose I’ve just been waiting for the right story- and I certainly found it this weekend. To bring you to speed, the first month of training was… decent. Not better, nor worse- just decent.

On October 7th, I ran a personal best half marathon averaging a 10:16 pace. TEN-SIXTEEN PACE. For those of you who follow this blog, you understand what a milestone that is for me. Unfortunately, after that race I made very bad nutritional decisions and also stopped running as often due to injury. As a result, I lost my conditioning and all of the progress I made over the summer.

So I started Boston Marathon training basically from scratch, and I felt it. Oh, did I feel it. The first few weeks in the single digits were not too bad. It wasn’t until my 10-mile run this past weekend that I truly felt the consequences of my actions.

The Good

  1. I finished.
  2. I had fun.
  3. I finished.

The Bad

  1. I started at a snail pace with every intention of booking it on my way back… unfortunately the winds were so brutal, I couldn’t speed up if I were being chased by rabid dogs.
  2. The hillllllllllls, oooooooh the hillllllllllls… [dramatic/Shakespearean/theatrical outcry]
  3. My running tights have seen their final days… as a thickly-trunked female, I have worn out the seams in the inner thigh.
  4. I forgot my body glide.
  5. 3 + 4 = 7 letter word: CHAFING.
  6. 12:48 pace later… and I finished in 2 hours and 7 minutes.

The Funny

  1. Because of the nature of my worn out CW-X Compression tights… there was a lot of stopping to adjust. I thought I’d been discrete about my wedgie picking… until I looked up after one of my picks and caught a guy laughing at me hysterically. I shrugged and said, “A girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do,” and ran off wishing him a Happy New Year.

So, I’ve learned some valuable lessons- it’s a lot harder to regain conditioning than it is to just keep it in the first place!

Next week is 12 miles… see you then… and this time, I’m buying new tights. : )

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