This is how happy I look at mile one when my makeup is only juuust starting to smudge yet my shirt is fresh and my heels are high. Yes, I won my bet with the males that I would wake up at 6:45am to run. Check! I am entering the thick of the training for California International Marathon.
Just a light sweat. This weekend I have to run the longest distance I've ever run: 16 miles. For some reason this number is stuck for me—mostly a mental blocker—but I need to get over it because this race is only 46 days away. Ugh, I get the flutters just thinking about that number. Do you think it's a horrible idea to break in a new pair of shoes on a 16-mile run? Don't answer. Even I'm not that noob. :)
Here's what my long run days look like from now until the race:
I'm using a hybrid of Hal Higdon's beginner marathon plan and guidance from a couple other resources. Since this is my first marathon, I'm not in it for any sort of time goal whatsoever. My A goal is to run the whole time; B goal is to finish. I know that these long runs are the ones that truly prepare me for the last 6-10 miles of the race because that's when the mental game needs to be strong. What's funny is that I think I get more worked up for the short runs like this morning than I do for the long mileage ones.
Sometimes I listen to podcasts while I get ready for work in the morning. Today's was a really great one that you should listen to -- it was a Ted Radio Hour episode all about how our sense of time changes depending on where we are in life (in the small and big sense). He talked in particular about the hour of 4am and how it's associated with a certain feeling... It's true. Think of the things that happen at 4am. Doesn't that time of day imply something? Deep thoughts on a Wednesday night. Otherwise known as the holy sh*t I have to send the PTA newsletter night.
Here is Croc shoveling food in his mouth at school. Once a month they do parent lunches with the kids. Jon always goes since he works there and I love getting the play-by-play on text. Today's theme was Halloween so they had worms (pasta), eyeballs (meatballs), and blood (pasta sauce). Well I'm not sure they labeled the red sauce as blood in fact that would be a little over the top in my mind for a toddler room... said the woman who puts a jar of bloody fingers out as a decoration.
The weather in SF is almost always somewhere around 55 - 72 degrees so it's never really that unbearably cold that you need to buy running gloves or thick running pants. This morning's run was the first time in a long time when I was still cold at mile 2. Normally I shed my outer layer before I hit the half mile mark but fall has definitely arrived in the Bay Area! I wore a t-shirt today and regretted it. Brrrr.
For dinner we ordered Memphis Minnie's because I had a credit for delivery. I love their sides most of all... mac & cheese, collard greens, smoked baked beans, sweet potatoes, and coleslaw. And of course the star of the show: the corn muffins drenched in honey! I could drink the barbecue sauce it was so delicious. They didn't have any fish or veggie options on the menu so I stuck with sides and it was plenty for me! If you come to San Francisco, you have to try Memphis Minnie's!
Then Jon took the energizer bunnies out for a bike ride. Croc is always moving at warp speed so it's hard to get a picture in focus.
The Dude got a motorized bike from his uncles last Christmas and he loves zooming around the park on it. Tonight an off leash dog really gave him a zoom for his money! It was a very hot topic of conversation when they got home - how The Dude almost got bitten and flown to the hospital because of this dog.
Hello San Francisco fog. We call it Karl the Fog. Yes, it's so ever present that we gave the fog a name :) Welcome back, Karl.
We play this game at dinner. What sounds more torturous to you: running 16 miles, watching other people eat barbecue meats while you are starving, or going a full day without your smartphone? Go!
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