It’s been a pretty low-key week training-wise for me. I managed to get in about 25 miles, but most of it was indoors due to weather. Typically I crosstrain on Mondays and Wednesdays, doing about an hour of cardio but really focusing on strength training. Our track session Tuesday night was cancelled due to 4 inch wide (yep) hail and a tornado warning. Although I still contend that potential tornado breathing down our necks could’ve motivated us all to our fastest time trials ever 😉 Thursday’s run ended up being moved indoors because of more storms. I need to get better at getting up super early on Thursdays to get some miles in before work (I’m the only person in the office on Thursday mornings, which makes it even more difficult to get the miles in and get showered before we open). Thursdays are so crucial to my training yet somehow always get the short end of the stick.
Saturday was my second long run with my group – we set out for 10 miles on a flat trail. A few weeks ago I ran on this trail, which I really do love, by myself for a much shorter run and it had never felt longer or more torturous; it’s amazing what a difference a few good training partners can make! It seemed to take no time at all this week. It was raining a bit, but the tree canopy mostly protected us from the worst of the rain. We set off at a nice, easy pace, just after 7:00am, and before I knew it we were at the turn around! I nearly forgot about my gel at mile 5 until one of the other people I was running with said they were taking theirs. I know I can do 8 miles without gel, but I’m not sure about 10, so it’s a good thing he said something! It must’ve rained harder than I realized because the trail was much muddier on the return trip than on the outbound trip.
The best thing about rainy, sweaty runs? The insides of wet socks make surprisingly good rags for wiping the mud off of your legs… Kinda gross, but it worked! 😉
Sunday was the 40th annual Baltimore Women’s Classic. I’ve run it several times in the past (here, here, and here), but decided against it this year as the 5k just doesn’t fit in with my marathon training schedule. In hindsight, my legs felt good enough that I probably could’ve run, but I don’t see any benefit (but more than a few risks) in truly racing a 5k at this point. So instead I played sherpa for my mom and a friend of my parents. 🙂
The morning air was pleasantly chilly and it was overcast before the race, but the sun ended up coming out just in time for the start. Having run this race in some miserable weather, I know just how much of a difference sun vs. clouds can make.
If I had been thinking (you know, something that’s just not on the menu when I wake up at 5:00am two weekend-days in a row), I should’ve brought my DSLR camera, but the iPhone was the best I could do on sleepy brain cells.
Just after the race started, my dad and I planed ourselves down at the finish line area. It’s so amazing to see the first finishers of the race. I wish that I could know what that feels like just once (hell, I’d even take running their pace for 100m!). The top 20 women ran the gamut of age and size, but they – and all of the finishers – were awesome. It was hot standing there cheering, so I can only imaging how hot it must’ve been out on the course.
My parents’ friend came in just under 31 minutes and won her age group! Did I mention she just had a pacemaker installed, a double mastectomy, and chemo 6 weeks ago? Seriously – what’s your excuse?
My mom beat her 5k PR by 19 seconds and set a new personal course record by over 3 minutes! Woohoo!! *happy dance*
Later on Sunday, after a good, long nap, my dad and I went to check out a condo for me. I had been hoping to move this summer (I’ve been living with my parents for the last two years), but it’s looking less and less likely. All winter and spring there were gobs of really great condos on the market; now that I’m ready to plunk down some cash for a place, they’ve all taken their balls and decided to play somewhere else. The condo we looked at was the ideal layout and neighborhood, but the location of it wasn’t great (right next to a pool and a main road). It was the second time I looked at this unit, knowing it probably wasn’t going to be right for me because of the location, but I was hoping something would’ve won me over. Instead, we just found more dings against it. *sigh* Back to square one.
I still have one question mark of a race lingering on my summer calendar – the Dreaded Druid Hills. I know I really want to run it, but I’m trying to figure out where it fits in with training. I know we’ll be taking a cutback week the following week (for the Charles St. 12 Miler), which leads me to believe we’ll have a big long run the week of the DDH. Training for a longer race is really forcing me to reevaluate all of my usual races! But I think that’s a good problem to have 😉