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Mileage Monday

Well, this week was sick week. I caught the cough that’s going around and wow, was that ever a catch that I wish I had not landed. DANG, it’s a rough one. I hung in there for the most part and then I actually dislodged a rib while coughing my brains out and ended up just pretty much tossing the training for this week right out the window. I’m REALLY glad I got that tempo long run done last weekend! Another reason to just go for it while I have the chance because the availability to run isn’t exactly raining men over here.

I knocked out 70 sick miles. Wah. My cough has finally turned a corner for the better, thank goodness, but my rib still hurts like a sonofoabitch.

Monday– 11 treadmill miles. Oof.

Tuesday– A really decent 10 mile run pushing Jesse in the stroller while Callum was at preschool! The temperatures climbed a bit and the rain held off. It was nice!

Wednesday– Blah. Super busy day today and I had to fit in a 4 mile run and a 3 mile run split into two different times.

Thursday– 7 mile treadmill run, trying to conserve energy being sapped by this cough.

Friday– Treadmill miles during nap time, taking it easy with my hacking cough and an upcoming 23 miler on Sunday.

Saturday– I was supposed to do a 23 mile run today but I quit at 10 miles on the treadmill. My cough is SO BAD. I coughed so hard that I think I dislodged a rib, and I can’t get into physio (or any doctor) until Monday. And I can’t take cough syrup because I breastfeed. FML.

Sunday– Well, this was the long run that wasn’t. So today I got on my horse and decided to just take it a mile at a time, and I felt okay to do 18. 18 isn’t 23, but it’s close to 20, and that’s good enough for me.

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Mileage Monday

I had TWO really great, really tough workouts last week. They helped me gain a huge chunk of confidence for the marathon next month! I hit my usual 70 miles for the week and this is how it looked:

Monday– Treadmill hustle: 10 miles at 7:30 min/mile pace.

Tuesday– Just a 10 mile slog on the treadmill at 8:30 min/mile pace.

Wednesday– I warmed up for a mile then did 3 miles at 6:40 min/mile pace, recovered for a mile and then did 3 miles at 6:30, 6:22 and 6:22 pace. With a cool down mile, it brought me to 9 miles for the day.

Thursday– Just an easy 9 mile run at 8 min/mile pace.

Friday– Just an easy 7 on the treadmill.

Saturday– Long run with race pace tempo miles! I needed to do this soon because the roads are juuuuust finally clear enough to run on them and who knows how long that will last! I ran 18 miles total with the 14 middle miles at an average 6:47 min/mile pace. My PR for the half marathon is 28:08, and the half marathon I ran inside of my workout yesterday was 28:56. I’m getting fitter, and this sub-3 is looking more and more of a possibility with each passing week. I ran this run with a bad chest cough, so imagine how I’ll do when I’m healthy! 7 more weeks until Phoenix and I’ve got one more long run with race pace tempo miles left (I’m going to do 16 tempo miles inside of a 20 miler) and then a few regular paced 20-23 milers. Buckle in, Suzy. These coming weeks are gonna be bumpayyyyyy! WOOHOOO!!!

Sunday– A super slow 7 mile recovery run in the rain.

The next 4 weeks will be tough. I’m looking forward to it! Right after I kick this cough.


Mileage Happy New Year Monday

70 miles for the week! It’s so hard to get marathon training done during the winter months, especially with so many kids and with the youngest one being so young! But I make it a priority because I’m a neurotic, obsessive freak and if it wasn’t running then it would be some other weird shit that would most likely land me in jail.

Monday (Christmas Day)- I FIT THIS IN!!!! Twss. *sexy dance* Okay so, I had a split second this morning and ran 8 miles super fast. I did the first 5 miles at 7:13 pace and the last 3 at 6:49 pace.

Tuesday– Snow on the sidewalks so I logged these 11 miles on the road.

Wednesday– Still snowing, so I drove to a spot where I could run on trails for 10 miles.

Thursday– I copied Janae’s workout from a couple years ago (Hungry Runner Girl). Mile splits: 8 min, 7:03, 8 min, 6:44, 8 min. 6:44, 8 min, 6:44, 8 min, 8 min for 10 miles total.

Friday– Freezing rain and ice rinks for roads forced me onto the treadmill for my long run. 15 miles at 8 min/mile pace. Good thing I got this done in the morning because the power went out and stayed out for 16 hours!

Saturday– Just 9 easy treadmill miles at 8:30 pace.

Sunday– 7 miles through the snow and ice with Callum in the Chariot! Callum fell asleep, which is good because he will probably be up later tonight.

I need to get in a long run and some marathon pace tempo miles next week! The forecast looks a bit warmer so hopefully this snow will melt off and I can get a few solid workouts done. I turn 40 next Sunday, so I’m planning to run my long run on my birthday!




Mileage Merry Christmas Monday

Happy Christmas! My name is Suzy, and I take no running breaks. So, here is my mileage from last week (70 total).

Monday– I ran 5 miles early in the morning and then 6 miles later on while Callum was at preschool.

Tuesday– I squeeeeeezed this run in by the hair on my chinny chin chin, which I don’t really have, but I have a few that grow out of the mole on my cheek. 9 miles on the treadmill with the last 3 at 7:03 min/mile pace.

Wednesday– Just a slow 8 mile treadmill run. I’m gearing down and saving energy for a huge training run this weekend.

Thursday– Another easy 10 mile treadmill run while I conserve energy for my long run this weekend.

Friday– Another slow 8 mile treadmill run.

Saturday– Well, that was a shitty run. I signed up for Phoenix, booked flights and hotel and then had the crappiest run to date. I was planning on doing an 18 miler with 13 miles at marathon race pace but it was icy and windy so I turned around and finished it on the treadmill instead. I did 18 miles but I only did 6 at 6:49 pace.

Sunday– 6 miles outside in the fuh-REEZING cold to round out a 70 mile week.


Mileage Monday

Well, last week’s Mileage Monday post came out a little more heartless than I meant it to. My intention in that post and on this blog and in life in general is to be encouraging, but I worry that some people may have felt more defeated than encouraged by my rah rah mentality. So, I humbly give you a disclaimer:

While it IS nearly impossible for me to fit in all my miles into my crazy life, I make it a priority because running is the one thing I can control while everything else skids out. And when I say “skids out,” I’m talking like major life crisis, not just a traffic jam or a malfunctioning bulb in the Christmas lights. The more difficult it becomes for me to fit in a run, the more necessary it is that I do.

My running mileage is not done in an effort to be healthy and balanced or to grow old to see my great grandchildren get married or for any other sort of honorable reason, no. I run because I have an insatiable hunger for the way it fills me up with clarity and pushes out the angst. When the day comes when I will be unable to run, I will no doubt find another vent between here and there but until then, while I can, I will run.

70 miles for the week looked like this:

Monday– I got 9 miles in on the treadmill while Jesse napped!

Tuesday– Well, I did a 2 mile warm-up and then 8x800m repeats but I kept the recovery pace at an 8:30 min/mile clip (400m) so I didn’t run the 800s as fast (I did them each in 3:09). It was a really, really great workout. Not too tough, but just enough to make my face purple. 8 miles total.

Wednesday– Just a slow 10 mile recovery run on the treadmill.

Thursday– A treadmill run while Jesse napped and Callum was at preschool. I managed 9 miles with 10 pickups just to get my legs turning over.

Friday– An 8 mile treadmill run at 8 min pace.

Saturday– Well, my first 20 miler in a really long time! I had to divide it up so that I could feed Jesse. I did the first half at an 8:30 min/mile pace and the second half at a 7:25 min/mile pace.

Sunday– A slow 6 miles pushing Jesse in the stroller in the rain!

Why do you/do you not run? What drives you? What holds you back?


Mileage Monday

Well, this week had a few surprises. Some sick kids, sick adults, you know, that kind of stuff.

I squeaked out a solid 70 miles. I had to skip my weekend long run, but I made sure to do some speed work on Sunday. Let’s pretend that this week was all about building up my mental strength and endurance, because the mind makes the body move.

Here’s how it went down:

Monday– Treadmill miles. The first 5 were done at 8 min/mile pace, the next 3 at 7:30 min/mile pace, the last 2 at 8:30 for 10 total treadmill miles.

Tuesday– I went for 8 miles, and Jesse kept waking up early from his nap so it took me THREE TRIES to get this run done. I did 9, just to stick it to myself (TWSS).

Wednesday– A bit of a gong show. Callum went to daycare and Andrew worked from home so I went for a run while Jesse napped but he woke up crying HARD. He has a cold. So I put him in the stroller and finished up my 8 mile run while he got some fresh air.

Thursday– A bit of a run during Jesse’s first short nap and a bit of a run during Jesse’s second short nap making 9 miles total and zero time in the shower. Gross.

Friday– I had the opportunity to run a longer treadmill run today so I took it (see Saturday’s note). I ran 15 miles at an 8:30 min/mile pace.

Saturday– My plan called for a 21 miler this weekend but life took a bit of a hairpin turn and the weekend ended up skidding out over the edge of a cliff. So, I did what I could. I ran 7 miles on the treadmill in the morning and then my mom came over to play with Callum and I took Jesse on a 5 mile stroller run for 12 total miles.

Sunday– 2×3 miles with 1 mile recovery between sets. First 3 miles: 6:40, 6:40, 6:40. Second 3 miles: 6:31, 6:27, 6:22. 7 total miles.

Can I just say something? We’re all busy but very few people are actually too busy to work out, or to do whatever it is that they “wish they had more time to do.” If a person really and truly wants to do something, then (in most cases) they’ll do it. If they don’t, then they don’t really want to do it. Maybe they want to want to do it. But they don’t really want to do it. Anyway. La la la la.



Mileage Monday

This was supposed to be an easy recovery week but I felt so good by Saturday that I went for a marathon race pace tempo run and blew the whole “recovery” part of recovery week. Whoops!

Monday– Super chill 10 mile treadmill run at 8 min/miles while Callum was at daycare and Jesse napped. I got a lot done today and it feels AMAZING.

Tuesday– Slow treadmill run while Callum was at preschool and Jesse was napping. I’m dealing with some sort of stomach virus. I feel like crap.

Wednesday– A 10 mile run with intervals thrown in just to make it go by faster. I alternated between 7 min/mile pace and 8 min/mile pace.

Thursday– I did 8 miles with Jesse in the stroller and then 6 miles outside later on by myself because Andrew came home early!

Friday– A nice little 7 mile treadmill run at 8:30 min/mile pace. Taking recovery week seriously!

Saturday– Well, I blew recovery week. 14 miles with 12 at marathon race pace (average 6:48 min/miles).

Sunday– 7 recovery miles, super slow, neighborhood run.


Mileage Monday and Week in Review

Writing up a Week in Review feels like falling into a pool when I only wanted to dip my toe in. Like, there’s so much to write and so little time and how on earth will I ever choose what to note and what to leave out? Gah. Okay I hear Jesse stirring so I need to get this done pretty quick here.

Callum started daycare! Well, I should use that term loosely. We call it “play group” and he only goes once a week from 9-2. The first day was on Wednesday and he LOVED IT. I’m not just saying that. This place is like a frigging Disneyland for 3 year olds. Here’s his photo that his teacher put on his cubby:

I’ve never put any of my kids in daycare before but I felt like Callum needed a little extra time to be a three-year-old. He gets dragged around on so many errands with me, teacher meetings for the older kids, doctor appointments, all those things, that I finally decided that having him at daycare one day a week would free me up to get all those things done on that day rather than dragging him around with me.

Jake graduates this year and he got his photo proofs back. This is my favourite one:

Jesse is still as cute and as sweet as ever. My breastfeeding game is strong, and his chubby bum is proof:

Freddy had a soccer game on Saturday but Katie and Jesse and I ended up spending most of it camped out in the van. Katie helps me out so much with Callum and Jesse, but she’s definitely most adamant about holding little J. She will often say to me in a deep demanding voice, “GIVE ME THE BABY.” Ha ha ha. She’s awesome.

We went to our first Christmas party last night but I spent the majority of in the bathroom. Not because of too much tequila, no. But because Jesse decided that it would be the perfect time to blow out three diapers in a row.

Okay, so before this gets too long, here are my mileage stats for the week. I hit 70 total miles, and broken down looked like this:

Monday– A 3 mile treadmill warm-up while Jesse slept and then an 8 mile tempo run in the rain once Andrew came home (7:10 min/miles).

Tuesday– Super slow 8 mile recovery run!

Wednesday– What a gong show of a day. It was Callum’s first day at daycare (he only goes one day/week) and the teacher got sick and had us come get our kids early! So I didn’t get this run done until much later in the day. I did 3 miles before I had to get Callum and then 6 miles later.

Thursday– No school for the kids on Thursday or Friday (parent teacher interviews and profession development or something) so I squeezed in an 8.35 mile treadmill run when Jesse had his first nap. Thankfully Callum still had preschool, so it worked out.

Friday– 8.7 miles on the treadmill! Super boring, but gearing up (down?) for another 18 miler this weekend.

Saturday– I went out for an 18 miler with the front 9 at 8:20 pace and the back 9 with a 7:40 pace but I ended up running too fast at the start (I couldn’t hold back; I was listening to a podcast and then music that moved me and I got caught up in it) and then bonking at the end, slogging out the last few miles at a 9 min/mile pace. Oh well. 18 miles done, so that’s a win in itself.

Sunday– 7 slow treadmill miles to hit 70 for the week.

That’s it! I’m a lot more sore than I should be. It’s weird. You’d think I would have been way more sore after last week’s 18 mile run because 11 of them were tempo miles! I think it’s accumulated fatigue. My left hip is a little sore so I’m taking it easier than normal this week. Also, my front tooth is killing me. Apparently I clench my teeth or something and it sets off the nerve up there. HORRIFIC.

Any of you guys ever get nerve pain in your teeth from clenching them? What helps?

Have you guys gone to any Christmas parties yet?



Mileage Monday/Week in Review

Hey guys! The grandparents took Callum for the day today so I have a bit more time to write, so I thought I’d add in a few details to this post and make it a combined Week in Review (hosted by my home girl Meghan from Clean Eats Fast Feets) post as well as a Mileage Monday post.

First of all, I hit 70 miles for the week which isn’t an all-time high or anything (I hit an 80 mile week when I was 20-something weeks pregnant!) but I did do the toughest, longest run I’ve done in a very long time. It’s been at least a year. So, I am really happy about that. Here’s how my running went:

Monday– Went out for 8, came back with 10. It was windy, but not enough to kill me. Rainy, but just in sprinkles. I figured that this type of weather is about as good as it’s going to get for the next few months, so I had better make the best of it. I would have gone longer but my legs are still tired from the 16 miler on the weekend.

Tuesday– 7 miles in the morning pushing Jesse in the stroller while Callum was at preschool and then 4 therapy miles at night after the kids were in bed! I haven’t run in the dark in forever and tbh it was a little spooky after all the recent events around here.

Wednesday– I managed to squeak in this 8 mile treadmill run this morning, 7:30 pace at 0.5% incline). SUCH A BUSY DAY.

Thursday– Just a slowish 9 mile run on the treadmill while Callum was at preschool and Jesse was napping.

Friday– 7 easy slow treadmill miles

Saturday– This was the toughest workout I’ve done in I don’t know how long. A couple of years? Something like that. I’m about a week ahead in my marathon training plan (I like being a week ahead just in case something happens) and it called for an 18 mile long run with 10 miles at goal marathon race pace (6:50) so I did 18 miles with 11 miles at an average 6:46 min/mile pace! I finished feeling strong and empowered, and a little bit sore and creaky but nothing like I thought I would be!

Sunday– Just an easy 7 miles listening to the Rich Roll podcast where he interviews Lance Armstrong. I highly recommend.

And here are a few pictures from the week.

My mom came over to play trains with Callum and to snuggle Jesse.

I bought matching pajamas for the boys (and now Katie is convincing me to get us all matching jammies…)

Jesse is fighting for Callum’s spot in Katie’s arms.

We did a lot of painting this week.

Melody lives in Indonesia so sometimes she and Tracey and I have drinks and group chat and one of them sent me this old photo of us, and I have dreads!

I decided to show you guys what my hair looks like now when I brush it out.

I finally hung this piece of art on my wall. I am OBSESSED with it. If you guys want one for yourself, head on over to my friend Joel’s instagram account @joelsmiths13 and check out his photography! That guy is talented. And, Canadian. Yay.

Also, my anxiety has been way better and I’ve been sleeping great but this post from the Scary Mommy account is still so true and made me laugh!

Okay, all done. I hope you guys had a good week!

Do you brush your hair?

I don’t. Contrary to what you might think, my hair doesn’t get tangled.

Matching pajamas? Yay or nay?



We Canadians already had our Thanksgiving and now that Halloween is over, we’re ready to dive into the Christmas season. Well, not yet, but close. It’s definitely time to start thinking about planning family gatherings, what to buy the kids, you know, things THAT TOTALLY STRESS ME OUT.

I’m not an easy-going person. I may come across that way in person but I am most certainly compensating for the TOTAL AND COMPLETE NEUROTIC FREAK THAT I AM ON THE INSIDE.

When my oldest three kids were about say, ten, eight and five, we had the Nintendo Wii video game system. We’d play it together in the basement and that’s when my boys taught me the term rage-quit. It’s when you flip shit and quit mid-game. When I was little, I’d straight-arm the Monopoly board and, with my Julia Roberts forehead vein flashing, yell, “THERE. NOBODY WINS. NOBODY.” And then I’d streak out of the room, hands covering my face, tears streaming down onto the plush peach carpeting. That? Is a rage-quit.

I’d like to rage-quit Christmas, and it’s only the middle of November.