Let’s take a look back at my very first post. Wow. I’ve either become a lot more wordy in the last year or I have a lot more to say. I’ll go with the latter to make my life seem more interesting.
I was on vacation in Arizona last week, which was 100% delightful. The 75 degree weather made it dreadful to come back to 8 degree weather in Wisconsin.
I went to AZ to visit my parents, who are retired and live in Scottsdale during the winter (lucky SOB’s). My sister and two friends flew down from Denver and we had THE best time. We did a lot of lounging, sun bathing, ice cream indulging, shopping, exercising and exploring. I’d have to say this was my favorite trip to Arizona…ever.
Oh yeah…and we all ran a half marathon on Sunday.
I went into this with VERY minimal training. I wanted to have fun and definitely didn’t expect much. Well, I think I was a tad TOO lax about it because I started hurting by mile 4. I just was NOT into it. At one point I was walking and thought to myself, “you’re not tired, your legs don’t hurt… why the hell are you being such a pansy?”
My conclusion: I am a horrible runner mentally. If I’m not feeling it, I give up. I don’t push myself whatsoever. What is my problem?!
I trucked my way to mile 12 and guess who I ran into…my lovely sister! Tayler is a lot better runner than I am and is always the one pushing me. Well, the roles were reversed this time. When I ran into her she was having trouble breathing. She’s been sick lately and was worried this would happen. And when she has breathing problems, she starts to panic which only makes it worse. I told her to calm down, to concentrate on her breathing and stop freaking out. I stayed with her for half a mile and then ditched her (sorry Tay)…I just wanted to get this thing over with. I ended up finishing 2:07:18…over a minute better than my previous best half (St. Louis).
It’s really encouraging that with such little training I am beating my times, but I’m still not satisfied. And I won’t be satisfied until I go under 2 hours. But I will do it. Eventually.
After the race, we did some more sun bathing and then hit up the town for some celebratory brews…wings…and cake.
The next morning, we woke up at 6:30 and hiked Pinnacle Peak, which is right down the road from my parents house.So I’m back home in Wisconsin and have been obsessively researching for half marathons this spring. I’m trying to convince my friends from college to do a half on May 5th back in Iowa City. We’ll see how many I actually get on board.
Madison peeps: do you know of any half marathons in Wisconsin in March??
Enjoy today’s beat, introduced to me by the lovely Danielle Magargee. I’ve been listening to it on repeat for the last week: