Happy Marathon Monday! I was lucky enough to run Boston in 2010 and then go back there in 2011 to support Lora as she ran it. Both trips were incredible experiences in their own right, and so I feel a closeness and tenderness to the city, especially today, and I wish all my friends who are running it all the best, that they stay safe and have the race of their lives.
As for me, my current race is to simply stay sane and upright. 😉
I hit 60 miles for the week, even with one day off. I’m a bit
I’m keeping up my strength work but I’m having to improvise a little because it’s not a good idea to do push-ups in the second and third trimesters because it puts too much stress on the muscles along the abdomen that separate as the uterus grows out of the pelvis. Plus, my wrists have been hurting from doing them along with the bicep curls. So, I cut both of those out and I’ve been sticking with the donkey kicks, fire hydrants and leg extensions, plus I just recently added single leg deg lifts. Here’s the link to the instructional video I used:
I’ve also added lunges with hammer curls. The inversion of my wrists is what hurts me when I do bicep curls, so hammer curls are better because I keep my wrists rigid.
Monday– Another rest day. I can barely type that out and I most certainly don’t want to go on and on about it.
Tuesday– We flew home from Arizona and spent the rest of the day and evening with the kids, the cat, unpacking, doing laundry, making lunches, snuggling, and all the other things we missed out on while we were gone. I didn’t get to my run until 9pm! I warmed up for 4 miles, then alternated with running hard for 8 min, recover for 4, hard for 6, recover for 3, hard for 4, recover for 2, hard for 2, recover for 1, hard for 1, then cool down for 2 miles to make 10 total treadmill miles. It’s now 11:30 pm and I’m wide awake. Sigh…
Wednesday– Andrew didn’t have to leave for work until 10:30 so I headed outside for an 8 mile run. I didn’t listen to music and I kept a steady 7:45 min/mile pace throughout the whole thing while completely deep in thought and when I got back home, I barely even remembered running! It was the best.
Thursday– Callum caught Katie’s cold and sore throat so he was up a lot last night, and eventually joined Andrew and I in bed. I finally gave up trying to sleep beside him while he kicked the crap out of me and went for a slow and groggy 6 mile run. Later on in the day, I forced him to nap by pushing him in the stroller for 6 miles. We got about a half a mile into it when it started hailing. THAT was fun. :/
Friday– So, Andrew didn’t have to be at work until later so I was able to head out on my own for a 10 miler except Callum freaked out when I tried leaving, so I decided to split the run up into two. I did 4 miles with him in the stroller and he fell asleep! He’s been sick, so his little body needed the extra sleep. I came home, had a pee, and headed back out for another 6 hilly af miles with the mf stroller. Callum slept the whole time but man did I ever work my butt off. I probably averaged 10 min/miles for the whole thing. It was the toughest run I’ve done in a long time and the thing that got me through it was the promise I made to myself that I would get a vanilla latte at Starbucks with the kids after a hot shower. But when we went through the drive-thru and got our order, they forgot the vanilla. TRAGEDY. I miss my Coronas. 🙁
Saturday– Andrew took Callum for a couple of hours so I could meet Lora for a longer run in the sun! We ran a slower 13 miles at an 8:30 min/mile pace with a couple of pee breaks. I was smart enough to carry toilet paper.
Sunday– I woke up nice and early, had my coffee, and because everyone was still sleeping, I figured I’d get my run done so I parked at Starbucks, had a wee, and then ran a slow 7 miles along a flat route and finished it up with a green tea latte. I’m not kidding. I really did have a green tea latte. And three mini vanilla scones. Then I came home and had a huge smoothie filled with frozen cauliflower, spinach, and raspberries and a mandarin orange, a banana, and vanilla kefir. Then for lunch I had a piece of cheesecake covered in whipped cream, 2 leftover breaded hot wings, a slice of cheese, a handful of fishy crackers, some Cadbury mini eggs, and now I’m munching on a bowl of Snyder’s hot buffalo pretzel bites and it’s not even noon.
Are you guys watching the Boston Marathon tomorrow morning?
I am! Are there any elite Canadians running this thing or what? While I’m on the topic–did you guys know that the Olympic qualifying standard for Canadian women is a sub-2:30 marathon? Yep. And we don’t have trials. We have an 18-month long period of time in which to run a sub-2:30 marathon, and then the top 3 (if there even are any women that ran a sub-2:30 in that time period) get to go. Well, only if the Canadian Olympic people decide that they’re cool with it. I’m not sure why, but it’s up to them. Then whoever is chosen has to do a fitness test to prove that they are still able to run a sub-2:30 marathon. I have diarrhea just thinking about it.