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October 2015

Acceptance

I am injured, there I said it.  Whew does that feel good…. I have been in denial about the fact that I am injured and have been for about 3 weeks now.  I have still however run 2 half marathons and a 5K and I will attempt to do my final race a 10 mile tomorrow.  I will however be taking it easy and just having fun (if that is possible).  I am having some muscle issues in my right leg near my hip and then in the back in my upper butt.  I saw a sports massage therapist yesterday who was amazing (http://prostarmassage.com) but it was painful!!!  I have never had any kind of massage before and boy I guess I needed it.

Last night was rough but I followed his instructions, hot shower for 8-10 min and then ice for 20 min before bed and I was able to sleep through the night.  Waking up this am the pain is more bearable than it has been and I am going 20 on 20 off until we have to go to belt testing for my daughter.  I have a hard time accepting that I am injured though.  I am fearful of backsliding in my nutrition and my exercise and afraid of letting others down.  Forget me!!

I know that I can do this and I have the power to continue to make positive change but it is not easy. Here’s to #befearlessbefree I will overcome this.

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#4

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That is me before the start of Half Marathon #4!!  Yes I totally rocked Batman and yes I looked good.  Wait did I just say that??  I have such a hard time acknowledging my hard work and being proud of it.  This was not my fastest race by any means.  My watch time says 2:44:54 but I paused it when I stopped with my friend (she had to pee) and the official time was 2:46:58.

This race started out like any other, I place myself in the BOTP (back of the pack) and truly that is where I was, I looked back before we got to mile 1 and the police escort was about 5 people behind us.  The thing is I know I will move forward, starting out slow is my thing.  I have been nursing a hip injury for a couple of weeks and was really nervous about that before the race, but it was all about having fun.  About 2-3 miles in we were going through a neighborhood and this little boy was adorable.  He was yelling “It’s Batman, it’s batman” it totally made my day.  At this point my friend also needed to pee, so we were on the hunt for a port a potty.  We saw 2 at the relay point which was mile 4 (watch paused).  However because it was the relay point there were 4-5 people in line so my friend waited a minute and we kept going.  This is the when I first felt my hip from the stop and going again even though I tried to keep moving.

The next mile or so was down hill and then back up and then onto a paved trail.  My friend decided the woods would have to be her place to pee and so watch paused again and she peed.  Back on track.  We hit the 10K point and I was feeling ok.  I had a little soreness but at this point we doing some downhill so we made up some of the time we thought we lost from stopping.  I typically do 60:30 intervals the entire race and during this race we changed it up a little and ran down the down hills (there were a few) and ignored the walk interval until we were comfortably off the hill then at the next walk we did.  It seemed to work fine.

We ended up out of the sun and back in the shade at around mile 9 and it got a little cool again.  The scenery was beautiful but man the rolling hills were tough.  I guess around mile 10.5/11 I really started to feel my hip.  Every step with my right foot was painful and I knew then I was really going to have to push myself those last 2 miles.  The last 2 were my worst miles, which in my previous half they had been my best.  My friend and I finished together hand in hand and it was the best.

You see my friend is one of my biggest running inspirations she is the girl who was at my first 5K (where I met her) and cheered for me at the finish and had water for me and every since then we have become good friends.  Well she is moving next month and will no longer be able to run with me.  This was our 2nd half together in less than a month and our last one for now.  I had promised myself I would run with her the entire race and that I did.

One more big race this weekend the Perfect 10 (because we are all a perfect 10) and then just some smaller races until the spring.  Trying to decide now if I am ready to take the plunge and sign up for a full……..

Half Marathon #3

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This is the finish of half marathon #3.  I never thought I would say that or be there or have done anything like this.  I ran in the Diva Series Half Marathon on 10/4/15 in Long Island, NY. First let me say that this was a great race.  Logistically it was a nightmare, having to drive to Long Island 2 days in a row was not how I wanted to spend my weekend.  Oh well it was worth it.  Last summer July 2014 I started running.  Never would I have imagined that just over a year later I would have completed so many races (25 total) and three of those halfs.  This one on 10/4 though was a huge PR for me.  I finished in 2:42:25 and although to most of you that doesn’t sound like much and is probably pretty darn slow.  Well considering my first ever 5K I ran in just over 46 minutes I would say that is a huge improvement.  Not only that my half that I ran in August (number 2) my time was 2:52:22 so that is almost 10 min faster in just under 2 months time.  In my life it is all about the small journeys.

At this point I have an injury though.  My hip was sore before my race ( I KT taped it) and then after I was good.  Well I ran 4 miles with hills on Wednesday as a training run as I have another half marathon on 10/18 and I did not tape my hip.  I haven’t run since as I have been in a lot of pain.  Heading to the doctor today to get it looked at.  This is a lesson in listening to our bodies!!  On a positive note I have still gone to the gym every day and have done strength training.  I refuse to let this injury be an excuse for not staying healthy.

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