I had a crummy run. This is how I resolved to not let it stop me. (With a bit of help from Mother Nature.)
I have commenced the 'official' portion of my marathon training which, like all dedicated runners, involves feeling totally out of sorts and unsure of what I am doing.
One of the best ways to maintain fitness is to work it into your routine - so here's a beginner's guide to run commuting to work.
Ran 10 miles today, and told someone it was a "short run." Oh no! I've become a distance runner!
Two things I've really noticed about myself from taking up this marathon: 1. I'm an emotional rollercoaster. The very first half marathon I did I cried. And we're not talking tear-streaked sniffling smile, we're talking full on wailing and screaming and pumping of the fists into the air. I was so loud that my friends... Continue Reading →
It's very tough once you reach the high mileage training to bounce back. Even though things are difficult you have to push through the nagging knees and mental meltdown.
Item one: The knee brace is wonderful. Truly, honestly, wonderful. Item two: If you are ever found needing to run more than 17 miles, download as many episodes of Wait, Wait, Don't Tell Me as you need. It was a glorious day in Oxford, which right now is saying a lot. I didn't have to... Continue Reading →
In an attempt at 15+ miles I've hit a major stumbling block: knee lock. In a miraculous act I managed to correct it at home, but can I replicate this fix when I'm on the course? That's the mystery.
Holy cow. (That's the nice introduction.) You know, how they say, when you are about to experience/are experiencing hypothermia? And how, when you are wet and you are cold you can accelerate the process? I attempted that today. So it's Tuesday, which means I run to work and from work. I do this Tuesday, Wednesday,... Continue Reading →