This week started off a bit rough. The weather was amazing last week...which means the plants got very excited and bloomed...which for me means bad breathing...urg. I was kinda asthma-y most of the week and Wednesday night track was no exception. I was working on a homework assignment until 5:55 at home and track starts at 6...woops! So I was a bit late, but managed to drag my sorry carcass and ran. Track seems to be about extending the limits of our muscles and lungs through sprint type exercises to give us the ooomph we'll need for the marathon. My lungs were NOT down for that game this week. I tried, but ended up mostly just jogging around the track. I left feeling kind discouraged, but knew that the more running I did, the better my finicky lungs would get.
Then I had my normal yoga on Thursday night which...boy howdy, my instructor did not go easy on us that night. I was a bit tight from the run the night before so I was all excited to go to yoga and stretch out, but Thursday's class was more like a power/strength yoga kinda thing. She made us SWEAT! And it was awesome...but I was pretty sore Friday. Darn wimpy muscles!
Then came Friday, blessed day off Friday. I was so excited to sleep in and had been looking forward to Thursday night/Friday morning all week! Between having all 8:30 am classes, the 7 am Saturdays and work, I don't get to do that too often. I happily set my alarm for 9:30 and passed out around 11:00pm Thursday night. Then unfortunately, my "natural" alarm clock woke me up at 7, then 8, then 8:30...though when I looked at my clock, I could've sworn it said 9:30. I luxuriated in bed till I had to go to school do do more dreaded homework.
Now...to Saturday and the reason for the title of this post. Today we ran for one hour. I'm still getting used to this whole "running by time" thing instead of the "running by distance" thing we did last year. Anyways, for those of you locals, or those who know Santa Barbara, we started our run at Hendry's Beach and ran up Las Positas and then up Modoc. "UP" being the important word. For those of you not from here, HOLY HILL! Las Positas from the beach is pretty much 100% hill until you turn onto Modoc. I had some bizarre things happen during the run (ignoring the predictable lead legs and burning muscles from the hill workout). The bottom of my left foot went numb WHILE I was running. Yeah, talking to my chiro about that one ASAP. I also had some burning pain in my ankles and lower calves...but I have a feeling that was the hill's fault too! The run back was much easier because almost all of it was downhill. Then at the end of the run we had a lovely lil breakfast and got to hear from two survivors/honored teammates.
Every TNT team has honored teammates that are currently undergoing treatment, have concluded treatment and are on remission, and sadly, but still inspirational, family members of patients who lost their battles with blood cancer. On our team, one of our honored teammates is 3 year's old and still going through treatments. Her dad was so excited by what he had heard about TNT that he's training and running with us. It's really moving and a constant inspiration for us to have him running with us every week.
On my way home I clocked my distance (because I just HAD to know how far I ran!) and figured out I had run about 5 miles today...so I guess that means I ran a 12 minute mile today...which could be right because that's about the pace I ran my half at last year after I'd been training for months...so who knows, maybe I'll be able to pick up my pace AND increase my endurance...
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