I knew it was coming. I always get a cold sore right BEFORE I get sick. So I've been coughing and hacking all week. Thursday, I joined some of our BOPers for a run, knowing it might not be very much fun for me with this darn cold.
I was pleasantly wrong! When I got done, my throat felt like it was on fire and my tonsils swelled to the size of Cadbury eggs but I was happy, I felt healthy (aside from the throat) and I grew more love for the people I run with.
I have to tell you that I expected to find some sort of social life and new friends from this running group but I never expected the SUPPORT. The ladies of the Back of the Pack have shown nothing but love for running and have helped several people learn to love this sport... and we're only half way through! They've given advice when needed and let me be when needed. They've checked up on me, made sure I was still loving it, and I AM!!! AND I'm still injury free and have been very lucky to love each and every one of my runs!
Friday, March 30, 2012
Thursday, March 22, 2012
12.5
Sunday was my longest run ever. We ran for 12.5 miles in and around Missoula's streets. I've been asked to blog about it, but to be quite honest, I don't really want to because I was, and still sort-of am, a negative Nelly about the whole thing. I was frustrated with the fact that we were running in town and had to cross busy streets but I was more frustrated with the amount of bathroom breaks my group took! We ran for 3.5 hours and took 3 bathroom breaks!!!! It was really hard to get into any kind of rhythm with that many breaks. And the whole idea of the pace group is to stick with the group, build off each other, and get the camaraderie of being in a group... but seriously when we were on our 3rd bathroom break with only 5 (or so) miles left to go, I wanted to leave their asses and just get the damn run OVER!
My attitude has sucked lately. Tuesday's run was nice, but short, and I've been incredibly pissy and tired. I was really thankful for tonight's run so that I could get into my center again and remind myself why I was doing this. I did a four mile loop around my "neighborhood" and enjoyed running around the countryside. I even saw horses, ran on some dirt road, and smelled a little poop! There was only one little issue when I almost threw my beeper at a chick who almost hit me because she was texting while driving. I was pleasantly surprised when I got home and my ipod told me I was running at a 14.1 mile pace! That's really fast for me!
I'm going to try running with my brother this weekend... it'll be interesting to see how things go as he and I are more competitive but I want to show him what's up with this whole Galloway way!
My attitude has sucked lately. Tuesday's run was nice, but short, and I've been incredibly pissy and tired. I was really thankful for tonight's run so that I could get into my center again and remind myself why I was doing this. I did a four mile loop around my "neighborhood" and enjoyed running around the countryside. I even saw horses, ran on some dirt road, and smelled a little poop! There was only one little issue when I almost threw my beeper at a chick who almost hit me because she was texting while driving. I was pleasantly surprised when I got home and my ipod told me I was running at a 14.1 mile pace! That's really fast for me!
I'm going to try running with my brother this weekend... it'll be interesting to see how things go as he and I are more competitive but I want to show him what's up with this whole Galloway way!
Sunday, March 11, 2012
Run for the Luck of It!
I'm working very hard on learning to be proud of myself for these things. Yesterday was a big hurdle for me because it was a run that I really felt good about. Even after the 10 mile run last weekend, I couldn't, somehow, feel proud of it, even though I know it's a big feat and that not many people can do it. I'm slowly starting to get there...
Tuesday, March 6, 2012
#$#(@%&#@O)($#!@)(
Yeah, that's right. I said it. Tonight's run sucked my @$$. So before I go on there are a couple of things you need to know about me...
1. I am NOT a competitive person. Seriously, at the slightest sniff of competition, I lay down and pout. Literally cross my arms and nearly throw a temper tantrum. I just don't do it. Call it a fear of failure or whatever you want but Competition and me don't get along.
2. I don't like to be pushed, ESPECIALLY in athletics.
3. I don't like to hold other people back from their goals and I don't like other people relying on me to complete their goals.
4. I'm slow. I know I'm slow. I've always been slow. I don't feel the need, right now, to be fast.
These are probably all inter-related and I promise I will seek out a therapist and talk about the relationship between these things and my weight and my father and blah blah blah later on in life okay? But until then, I run. And tonight. I sucked.
I didn't realize that I was the only one with a gymboss beeper when we left the Runner's Edge... actually, I didn't realize it until we got on the trail and the people behind Maggie and I wouldn't pass us and were on the same time as us. I looked back and realized it was my fellow BOPers! Ahhh Back of the Pack. We're fine.
These BOPers weren't so BOP!!!!! We were doing a 30/35 second interval and the 30 seconds of jogging was actually a sprint (for me anyway)! But I can't back off because I'm the one with the beeper! So I pushed my butt through it but at the end wound up with a stitch in my side and a scowl on my face.
Then I got home and Kevin accidentally chopped all my celery. GEEZ!!!!
I should say, however, that the 10 mile run on Sunday was pretty awesome. I struggled on 39th street with the hills but wound up really enjoying myself and the BEAUTIFUL weather. The Run for the Luck of it is on Saturday and a short 4 miler on Sunday. Looking forward to redeeming myself (and myself only) this weekend.
1. I am NOT a competitive person. Seriously, at the slightest sniff of competition, I lay down and pout. Literally cross my arms and nearly throw a temper tantrum. I just don't do it. Call it a fear of failure or whatever you want but Competition and me don't get along.
2. I don't like to be pushed, ESPECIALLY in athletics.
3. I don't like to hold other people back from their goals and I don't like other people relying on me to complete their goals.
4. I'm slow. I know I'm slow. I've always been slow. I don't feel the need, right now, to be fast.
These are probably all inter-related and I promise I will seek out a therapist and talk about the relationship between these things and my weight and my father and blah blah blah later on in life okay? But until then, I run. And tonight. I sucked.
I didn't realize that I was the only one with a gymboss beeper when we left the Runner's Edge... actually, I didn't realize it until we got on the trail and the people behind Maggie and I wouldn't pass us and were on the same time as us. I looked back and realized it was my fellow BOPers! Ahhh Back of the Pack. We're fine.
These BOPers weren't so BOP!!!!! We were doing a 30/35 second interval and the 30 seconds of jogging was actually a sprint (for me anyway)! But I can't back off because I'm the one with the beeper! So I pushed my butt through it but at the end wound up with a stitch in my side and a scowl on my face.
Then I got home and Kevin accidentally chopped all my celery. GEEZ!!!!
I should say, however, that the 10 mile run on Sunday was pretty awesome. I struggled on 39th street with the hills but wound up really enjoying myself and the BEAUTIFUL weather. The Run for the Luck of it is on Saturday and a short 4 miler on Sunday. Looking forward to redeeming myself (and myself only) this weekend.
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