January 21, 2008

Yup, it’s true.  Yesterday I ran 12 miles.  From here, to here.  I ran the entire length of the bike path from Venice Beach (MDR), through Santa Monica, to Will Rogers State Beach.  The bike path starts in Venice and ends right past Temescal Cyn Rd.  I ran that.  Yup.  It’s true.

I haven’t really been keeping up on my running blogs.  After I hit 11 miles right before Christmas, I ran 10 miles (long runs) several times  over Christmas the the first few weeks of January and then began to increase my weekly training runs (4 or 5 miles instead of 2 or 3 miles for each run).  But the half-marathon, is in two weeks.  Half-marathon = 13.1 miles.  So I needed to run 12 miles yesterday… to push my wall back.

But I’d been getting a little nervous because up until last week, I’d been having a strange pain in my left foot.  In the arch.  Caleb, one of my running coaches, suggested 2 oz miracles.  So I bought them last week and have been running with them for a few days now…

And I did not have ANY pain yesterday!  Except for a Kansas-sized blister…  But other than that – NO ARCH PAIN!  YAY!!  I also wore a cotton tank and got a bit chaffed on the insides of my arms.  Sad.  But regardless, it was a gorgeous run.  The sun was beautiful and the temperature was perfect.  And I felt strong at the end.  Except for that dang blister!

Ryan drove us to Venice.  I took off for my run and after he found parking (an achievement in itself!), he walked up the Venice boardwalk and hung out at the Starbucks.  He was waiting for me when I finished and he drove us home.  It was so nice to have him there.

When I ran my first 7-miler (and blogged it) months ago, Sarita said that it does get easier.  It think it’s more appropriately said that it gets easier to push yourself harder.  I’m certainly running faster now (at a comfortably slow pace), than when I first started.  And when I do my “short runs” I’m able to push myself harder and go even faster for a longer period.  It’s exciting!

So for the next two weeks, I’m supposed to taper.  This means I start running shorter distances.  So I’m like a horse at the gate on race day.  Whoo hoo!

P.S. By the way, I ran 12 miles in 2 hours and 24 minutes.  I feel good about that.



December 17, 2007

Yup.  I did it.  I ran 10 miles.  In fact, we went a little farther and did 11 miles… just because.  Well, because we accidentally took a wrong turn but that’s another story.  The point is, I did it.  And now it feels accomplishable.

My running mates are deciding whether we should continue on a half-marathon training pace or up the pace to a full-marathon training.  I think my feet wish to continue on half-marathon pace.  I might need new shoes.  Or new inserts.  Something.  11 miles of pounding certainly takes its toll!

This time we were joined by one of the faculty/staff members of Act One and he chose the route.  It took us by Warner Bros, Disney, the Los Angeles Equestrian Center, and of course, through Griffith Park and down Forest Lawn.  It was a lovely run and we saw several other training groups out.  As we past them (going the opposite direction), we would all wave at each other.  I enjoyed the solidarity.

And I enjoy running.  I’m starting to think I’m affected.


December 2, 2007

It was raining on Friday in Los Angeles.  Unusual, wet, meaningful rain.  Cleansing rain.  Cool rain.  Rain that makes all the colours saturated.  Yummy rain.  Rain that beckoned me to run in it.  So, decked out in plastic clothes specially crafted (in China?) just for running, I ventured out.

It rarely rains in LA.  I thought of the recent fires.  I thought of home.  I thought of my father.  Once we’d seen a runner running while it was snowing, through slushy streets, and my father had commented, “Now that’s dedication.”  While it was only rain, and it was a cool 59’F in the balmy California fall, I was still running in the rain.  And I wondered if he’ll be proud of me, and say, “Now that’s dedication.”

I got slapped in the face several times by low-hanging, sopping-wet branches.  Water ran down my neck and sloshed into my aerated shoes.  And it was one of my best runs yet.  Strong stride, good turnover, little bounce.  And not too hot!


November 25, 2007

Jogged it. Ran it. Walked a few bits. Walked often, but short bits. We do the “run for 5 minutes and walk for 1 minute” thing.  Or is it 10 minutes running…?  Halfway through, I was given a bit of banana and I ate it, but it didn’t fare too well in my tummy. And then I got stitches. I think next time I’ll refrain from eating while I’m running. I also had to pee for the last half. Very annoying! Anyway – still, I finished and am proud of myself.

Next week: 8 miles.


November 17, 2007

I ran them.  By myself.  I think it’s the longest I’ve run in one run.  Next Saturday, 7 miles.  Ack!