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NYCM Goals [spoiler: Don’t Die.]

5 Nov

I can’t believe I’m running a marathon tomorrow.

I can’t believe I’m running THE New York City Marathon tomorrow.

these are all over the city and i love them

The whole thing is completely mind-boggling. I remember watching the marathon with my family growing up. We’d get hot chocolate and set up along 4th Ave. near BAM and watch for hours. I never in a million years believed that one day I’d be one of the runners. In the last year I’ve run 3 half marathons, lost a boyfriend, graduated from law school, took the bar and gained some amazing friends. Thank you, thank you, thank you to everyone who’s been there for me these past few months – you’ve listened to me when I freaked out, let me wear slippers to bars when my feet hurt too much after a long run and always reminded me that I CAN do this.

Ok, Sapfest 2011 over. Let’s get down to the fun stuff.

welcome to the ing nyc marathon!

Last night, my sister and I headed over to the expo. Because I’m super shady, I wasn’t picking up my bib but I really wanted to walk around and take in the sights and the feel and the experience! I may or may not have bought some “hell, yes, I ran a marathon” gear [including a possibly premature 26.2 bumper sticker].

After dinner, I picked up a pizza and some wine. My sister and brother in law came over and helped make some sassy signs. My whole family is going to be spread out along the course holding sassy signs. My sister made sure to make signs that were geared towards me and signs that were geared towards all of the runners. I’m so excited to see them along the course!

my doofy brother in law. he did not believe this picture would be on the internest. sucker.

And now, drumroll please, my goals for my very first every marathon!

  • Goal A: Enjoy myself! – This is my first marathon in my home town. I know every inch of this course [ask me about the time I got lost and just kept going over the Willis Ave. Bridge for an hour]. I don’t want my family to see me suffering or in pain or miserable. I don’t want to hate this experience and never want to do it again [especially because I’ve already registered for my second marathon … whoops!]. So I want to enjoy it! I’m going to take my time, soak it all in and just smile! (Thanks for the advice, Melissa!!)
  • Goal B: Finish in under 5 hours – This is a super distant second goal. I think my training has prepared me to finish in under 5 hours but if, for any reason at all, this doesn’t feel attainable, then I’m chucking it out the window. The course limit is something like 9 hours, and if it takes me 9 hours to finish, that’s what I’m going to do.

Good luck to everyone running tomorrow!

And a special good luck to #teamawesome running the Athleta Iron Girl tomorrow! Kick ass and take names, ladies!

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Everyone Else Is Doing It … Operation Jack 6 Hour Challenge “Race” Recap

31 Oct

Let it be known that I had no intention of running a race this weekend. None at all. In fact, I had no intention of doing anything that wasn’t casually work my way through my last long run before NYC and then napping. But at the beginning of last week, some sassy lady friends peer pressured me on twitter to run in the Richard Leary 6-Hour Challenge this weekend. I am such a sucker for friends and sunshine and shiny medals so, obviously, I was in.

Operation Jack is a pretty amazing organization and if I am seriously considering running the Operation Jack 1/2 Marathon as a satellite race this year.  The idea behind the 6 Hour Challenge was to run as many laps as possible around a 1.09 mile loop in 6 hours. Whoever ran the most loops won. Now, obviously, I had no intention of winning. I had every intention of running my 8ish miles with friends and snacks. I was supposed to get down to Irvine at around 7:30 am but, well, Saturday night happened and I rolled up around 10. By the time I got there, Heather and Cha Cha were just about finished with their laps. I started running and Sarah caught up with me. We ran a lap together and chatted about NYC and life. Second time ever running with someone and it was super speed demon Sarah. Excellent.

After we all finished our laps (Heather, Sarah and Cha Cha all KILLED double digit runs), we sat on a blanket in the sunshine and watched the other runners demolish their laps. We chatted about things Heather finds creepy (everything) and I discovered Cha Cha and I can never watch sports together. It’s cool.

sarah took a picture. i'm a really bad blogger, so i'm stealing hers.

 About the actual run … well, it wasn’t good. It wasn’t bad, it just wasn’t good. It felt really hard. Way harder than 7.63 miles should have. That made me really uncomfortable about next [or this? oh gosh, it’s this weekend isn’t it] weekend. There were some weird things going on with my hamstrings. Not pain exactly, but it didn’t feel good. My loops alternated between 10:30 and 9:45. The 9:45 loops felt great. The 10:30 loops felt like crap. This is almost definitely all in my  head. I’ve had the taper tantrums like crazy. I know I have to trust my training and that I’m ready for this. I just wish my legs would remember that …

Even with a crappy run, though, Sunday was absolutely amazing. It was a really well run race put on for a great cause [both Autism research and the Tragedy Assistance Program for Survivors]. But most importantly, the company was great. Those Ragnar ladies, they’re pretty awesome =)

Let the Taper Begin …. Again!

20 Oct

I finished my final “long” long run of the training cycle last weekend. 20 miles miles in a little under 3:40 which should put me nicely on pace for a sub-5 hour (I really just want to finish, let’s not kid ourselves).

Starting my second round of tapering in the same training cycle is a weird feeling. I’ve already experienced the taper tantrums once and to be honest, I’m not looking forward to another couple of anxious weeks where all I do is worry about whether I’m going to be able to finish. I’m still not entirely convinced I can run a marathon – me, the girl who used to make up every excuse in the book to get out of gym class, who was the only girl in my sorority who didn’t love the gym. If the me from 10, even 5 years ago could see me now, I’m pretty sure she wouldn’t recognize herself.

The only good thing about doing this a second time is that I know what to expect. I know the little voices in my head and I know what they’re going to say. I just have to stay positive, trust in my training to get me to mile 20 and trust the adrenaline to get me through the last 6.2 miles.

And if I hate it, I never have to do it again, right? … Right?