Let's call December a wash, shall we? I think I ran maybe ... three times? Or four? During the whole month? That's pretty pathetic.
As a non-competitive runner, it's all too easy to let other things get in the way of my running. Fortunately being a non-competitive runner also makes it easy for me not to beat myself up over it. I didn't run much in December, because I was busy doing other things, and that's okay.
It's okay because I know I will run again, and soon. My legs are itching for it, and my lungs can't wait. I'm not going to worry about it too much until next week when everyone in my house is back at school and/or work, but then, then it will happen. I just know it.
I'm going to spend the last couple of days of our winter break finding some new music for my running playlist, and then on Tuesday when the kids are back at school and the husband is back at work (he works at home, but still) I'm going to hit the ground...
... wait for it ...
... RUNNING!
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Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Races on my mind
First, I feel like I should confess this right up front: I have not run at all this week so far. I have every intention of running tomorrow on the treadmill, hopefully for more than a mile (which is all I've been doing lately), but holiday shopping and decorating and baking have taken priority right now. And I'm okay with that; although as I was driving home from dropping my daughter at school this morning and saw how perfect the conditions were along my usual non-treadmill route, I felt a distinct pang. I wanted to be out there running! But I had an oral surgery appointment this morning (very minor procedure, but it did cut into my running schedule) so it was a no go. Sigh.
That being said, my head is full of race goals right now! There is a 5K coming up the day after Christmas that looks super fun -- the Zilker Holiday Tree 5K. I told my daughter about this one and she wants to run it with me, but it would be $50 for both of us together and I'm not sure that would fit into our holiday budget. Plus it's a trail race, which would probably kill my knees. And my allergies are terrible this time of year, so running through Zilker Park for 45 minutes or so is not the smartest idea ever. But the shirt is so cute! And it's not chip-timed -- it just has a clock at the finish. And I could run it with my best girl! Argh. Not sure what to do here. I have until next Friday to decide, if we want the reduced registration rate. Right now I'm 60% in favor, 40% opposed.
Looking much further ahead, I am still planning/hoping to run the Capitol 10K in 2012. Surely I can prepare for a 6.2-mile race by then? More than a year from now? I sure hope so. The Capitol 10K is kind of an iconic race here in Austin, and I would feel such a sense of accomplishment if I could legitimately wear that shirt! (Gee, this is beginning to sound like I'm just in it for the wardrobe. Maybe I should re-evaluate my priorities/motivation? Nah! Whatever works!)
Looking even further ahead than that... I'm not sure a full marathon is ever in my future, but I would really like to run a half-marathon someday. My son graduates high school in 2014, which will be 30 years after I graduated myself. Wouldn't it be awesome to run a half that year? Could I make the leap from 6.2 miles to 13.1 miles in two years? I think maybe I could if I really focused my efforts and didn't set a lofty finishing goal. There are several half-marathons going on all year long near here, so I haven't picked a specific race yet, but it's definitely a goal I'm keeping in mind.
And on the subject of half-marathons, I really REALLY want to run a Rock 'n' Roll half. Maybe in 2014, or maybe in 2016 when I turn 50. There's one in San Antonio every year, which would be pretty convenient from a travel standpoint. There's also one in New Orleans that coincides with Mardi Gras, wouldn't be completely out of the question travel-wise, and would no doubt be an absolute blast. And there's one in Nashville, where my brother and sister-in-law live. I would absolutely love to run that one if I could talk one or both of them into running it with me. Whatta ya say, Andy and Tav? Rock 'n' Roll half marathon in 2016? You guys up for it? I think it could be pretty awesome! If not, I'll plan on the San Antonio race and I'll treat myself to a margarita and some awesome Tex-Mex afterwards. Or the New Orleans race with a post-race sazerac and etouffee. Gotta replace those calories somehow, right?!
So yeah, no immediate races in my future (except maybe that Zilker one -- still deciding!) but keeping my eye on some long-term race goals is really fueling my motivation right now. Every time I get on the treadmill from now on, I'll just picture myself crossing the finish line at my first half-marathon!
That being said, my head is full of race goals right now! There is a 5K coming up the day after Christmas that looks super fun -- the Zilker Holiday Tree 5K. I told my daughter about this one and she wants to run it with me, but it would be $50 for both of us together and I'm not sure that would fit into our holiday budget. Plus it's a trail race, which would probably kill my knees. And my allergies are terrible this time of year, so running through Zilker Park for 45 minutes or so is not the smartest idea ever. But the shirt is so cute! And it's not chip-timed -- it just has a clock at the finish. And I could run it with my best girl! Argh. Not sure what to do here. I have until next Friday to decide, if we want the reduced registration rate. Right now I'm 60% in favor, 40% opposed.
Looking much further ahead, I am still planning/hoping to run the Capitol 10K in 2012. Surely I can prepare for a 6.2-mile race by then? More than a year from now? I sure hope so. The Capitol 10K is kind of an iconic race here in Austin, and I would feel such a sense of accomplishment if I could legitimately wear that shirt! (Gee, this is beginning to sound like I'm just in it for the wardrobe. Maybe I should re-evaluate my priorities/motivation? Nah! Whatever works!)
Looking even further ahead than that... I'm not sure a full marathon is ever in my future, but I would really like to run a half-marathon someday. My son graduates high school in 2014, which will be 30 years after I graduated myself. Wouldn't it be awesome to run a half that year? Could I make the leap from 6.2 miles to 13.1 miles in two years? I think maybe I could if I really focused my efforts and didn't set a lofty finishing goal. There are several half-marathons going on all year long near here, so I haven't picked a specific race yet, but it's definitely a goal I'm keeping in mind.
And on the subject of half-marathons, I really REALLY want to run a Rock 'n' Roll half. Maybe in 2014, or maybe in 2016 when I turn 50. There's one in San Antonio every year, which would be pretty convenient from a travel standpoint. There's also one in New Orleans that coincides with Mardi Gras, wouldn't be completely out of the question travel-wise, and would no doubt be an absolute blast. And there's one in Nashville, where my brother and sister-in-law live. I would absolutely love to run that one if I could talk one or both of them into running it with me. Whatta ya say, Andy and Tav? Rock 'n' Roll half marathon in 2016? You guys up for it? I think it could be pretty awesome! If not, I'll plan on the San Antonio race and I'll treat myself to a margarita and some awesome Tex-Mex afterwards. Or the New Orleans race with a post-race sazerac and etouffee. Gotta replace those calories somehow, right?!
So yeah, no immediate races in my future (except maybe that Zilker one -- still deciding!) but keeping my eye on some long-term race goals is really fueling my motivation right now. Every time I get on the treadmill from now on, I'll just picture myself crossing the finish line at my first half-marathon!
Sunday, November 7, 2010
Race report: Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure, Austin 2010
Well, I did it! I ran my very first 5K! And I survived!
I was so nervous and excited about the race last night that I had a little bit of trouble sleeping. I guess it's a good thing I was only running a 5K instead of a marathon or something, eh? Fortunately I did remember to set my clock back by one hour last night, but when my alarm went off at 6:00 it still seemed awfully early to be getting up on a weekend. I downed some green tea, a couple of eggs and some whole-grain toast and then my husband and I hit the road at 7:00, leaving our sleeping teenagers and dog behind.
We ended up parking near the finish line and walking past it just as the first of the timed 5K runners were coming in. It was in the 40s (I was wearing the outfit you see below, complete with hat and gloves) but they were all absolutely dripping with sweat. That's when I started to get a little nervous and to wonder if I should have layered a little better, but then I reminded myself that these guys were finishing in approximately a third of the time it was going to take me to finish and were working a lot harder!
For the untimed racers there was a rolling start over a two-hour period, which was nice, except that there were a LOT of walkers and they were all over the road instead of staying to the right. I started out jogging kind of slow but I had to move up into the weeds several times to get around people. I felt pretty good about my start, though -- I wasn't getting too winded or feeling too sore.
At around the one-mile mark there was a company handing out ice cream! That was pretty cool. I didn't get any, though. I'm lactose intolerant so that wouldn't have been a good thing, especially with two-thirds of the race still left to go!
Somewhere before we hit the two-mile mark I started feeling it. My lower back, right hip and right sacroiliac joint had been kind of tweaky for the past couple of days; I did some yoga yesterday to try and work the kinks out, and it helped some, but not a lot. By mile two my right hip was feeling pretty crunchy and I knew I was going to have to walk more than run for the rest of the race. There were a lot of hills on this course and I don't do incline work at all when I'm on the treadmill (because it hurts my hips! oh, the irony) so I wasn't really prepared for them.
The two-mile mark is also where I took my first water break. Not long after that a group of guys wearing pink shorts and sparkly women's tops passed me carrying a boombox that was blaring Van Halen's "Panama". That made me laugh and gave me a little bit of a second wind, but I still tried to save my hip for the homestretch.
At around 2.5 miles, I started getting a little emotional for some reason. There were so many people walking and running around me that had the names of loved ones they had lost to breast cancer on their shirts. I started thinking about my mother-in-law, who lost her battle with the disease just a few months after my husband and I were married, and about the void her death left in the family. And I thought about my sister-in-law and how afraid we all were when she was diagnosed, and how she kicked cancer's butt, proving herself once again to be one of the strongest people I know. There was a radio station truck at that point along the course playing some sort of inspirational pop music, like the kind you hear on The Biggest Loser when everyone is crying, and that didn't help! So I slowed down a bit and took a little moment there, but then I kept trudging uphill toward the finish. And right after that some guy with a tiny little Pomeranian on a leash passed me, calling back to his dog that there was only half a mile left to go. Again, it kind of cracked me up and I started walking a little faster.
I had known from when we were walking past the finish that there was a turn in the course just before the three-mile mark. When I reached it I picked up my pace so I could jog it in across the finish line. There were so many people standing alongside the course, cheering us in. I spotted my husband but he didn't see me and didn't have the camera ready, so I had to work my way over to the edge of the pack and wave to get his attention. He ended up chasing me down with the camera to get some shots of me finishing. I was so happy to be crossing that finish line!
After the race I grabbed a bottle of water and a banana from the post-race tents and then my husband and I made our way back to our car. My right hip was hurting bad enough that I was limping by that point, but luckily he had some ibuprofin in the truck so I took a few of those on our way to our favorite breakfast spot. A lot of other people from our end of town must have run this race, because there were race shirts galore at the restaurant even though it was pretty far from the actual site of the race. After a couple of cups of decaf, some chicken-fried bacon and a big skillet breakfast I was feeling very little pain. But no shower has ever felt as good as the shower I took when we got home!
So that was it -- my first 5K! I'm so glad I was able to run this race. I was hoping to finish in 45 minutes and that was pretty much my exact time, so I am super happy about that. It was so inspiring to be around so many people whose lives had been touched by breast cancer. There were a lot of survivors walking and running the race and my hat is off to them.
I ran this race for my mother-in-law Phyllis, my sister-in-law Sue, my friend Jenny and my mom's friend Virginia. But I also ran it for me. If you had told me a few years ago, when I was first diagnosed with fibromyalgia and was in so much pain that I couldn't even walk to the mailbox without limping back, that someday I'd be running a 5K I would have laughed in your face. But today I did! I walked about two-thirds of it and ran about a third, and I finished in the time I was hoping for. Five whole kilometers! Me!
Thanks so much again to everyone who donated money and helped me blow right past my fundraising goal for this race, and to everyone who sent good wishes and words of encouragement. Special thanks to my husband for getting up early on his day off to serve as my chauffeur, photographer and pack mule, and to my parents for always encouraging me in everything I have ever wanted to do. There was a time when I never would have believed I could do something like this, and I couldn't have done it without you all!
I was so nervous and excited about the race last night that I had a little bit of trouble sleeping. I guess it's a good thing I was only running a 5K instead of a marathon or something, eh? Fortunately I did remember to set my clock back by one hour last night, but when my alarm went off at 6:00 it still seemed awfully early to be getting up on a weekend. I downed some green tea, a couple of eggs and some whole-grain toast and then my husband and I hit the road at 7:00, leaving our sleeping teenagers and dog behind.
We ended up parking near the finish line and walking past it just as the first of the timed 5K runners were coming in. It was in the 40s (I was wearing the outfit you see below, complete with hat and gloves) but they were all absolutely dripping with sweat. That's when I started to get a little nervous and to wonder if I should have layered a little better, but then I reminded myself that these guys were finishing in approximately a third of the time it was going to take me to finish and were working a lot harder!
For the untimed racers there was a rolling start over a two-hour period, which was nice, except that there were a LOT of walkers and they were all over the road instead of staying to the right. I started out jogging kind of slow but I had to move up into the weeds several times to get around people. I felt pretty good about my start, though -- I wasn't getting too winded or feeling too sore.
At around the one-mile mark there was a company handing out ice cream! That was pretty cool. I didn't get any, though. I'm lactose intolerant so that wouldn't have been a good thing, especially with two-thirds of the race still left to go!
Somewhere before we hit the two-mile mark I started feeling it. My lower back, right hip and right sacroiliac joint had been kind of tweaky for the past couple of days; I did some yoga yesterday to try and work the kinks out, and it helped some, but not a lot. By mile two my right hip was feeling pretty crunchy and I knew I was going to have to walk more than run for the rest of the race. There were a lot of hills on this course and I don't do incline work at all when I'm on the treadmill (because it hurts my hips! oh, the irony) so I wasn't really prepared for them.
The two-mile mark is also where I took my first water break. Not long after that a group of guys wearing pink shorts and sparkly women's tops passed me carrying a boombox that was blaring Van Halen's "Panama". That made me laugh and gave me a little bit of a second wind, but I still tried to save my hip for the homestretch.
At around 2.5 miles, I started getting a little emotional for some reason. There were so many people walking and running around me that had the names of loved ones they had lost to breast cancer on their shirts. I started thinking about my mother-in-law, who lost her battle with the disease just a few months after my husband and I were married, and about the void her death left in the family. And I thought about my sister-in-law and how afraid we all were when she was diagnosed, and how she kicked cancer's butt, proving herself once again to be one of the strongest people I know. There was a radio station truck at that point along the course playing some sort of inspirational pop music, like the kind you hear on The Biggest Loser when everyone is crying, and that didn't help! So I slowed down a bit and took a little moment there, but then I kept trudging uphill toward the finish. And right after that some guy with a tiny little Pomeranian on a leash passed me, calling back to his dog that there was only half a mile left to go. Again, it kind of cracked me up and I started walking a little faster.
I had known from when we were walking past the finish that there was a turn in the course just before the three-mile mark. When I reached it I picked up my pace so I could jog it in across the finish line. There were so many people standing alongside the course, cheering us in. I spotted my husband but he didn't see me and didn't have the camera ready, so I had to work my way over to the edge of the pack and wave to get his attention. He ended up chasing me down with the camera to get some shots of me finishing. I was so happy to be crossing that finish line!
After the race I grabbed a bottle of water and a banana from the post-race tents and then my husband and I made our way back to our car. My right hip was hurting bad enough that I was limping by that point, but luckily he had some ibuprofin in the truck so I took a few of those on our way to our favorite breakfast spot. A lot of other people from our end of town must have run this race, because there were race shirts galore at the restaurant even though it was pretty far from the actual site of the race. After a couple of cups of decaf, some chicken-fried bacon and a big skillet breakfast I was feeling very little pain. But no shower has ever felt as good as the shower I took when we got home!
So that was it -- my first 5K! I'm so glad I was able to run this race. I was hoping to finish in 45 minutes and that was pretty much my exact time, so I am super happy about that. It was so inspiring to be around so many people whose lives had been touched by breast cancer. There were a lot of survivors walking and running the race and my hat is off to them.
I ran this race for my mother-in-law Phyllis, my sister-in-law Sue, my friend Jenny and my mom's friend Virginia. But I also ran it for me. If you had told me a few years ago, when I was first diagnosed with fibromyalgia and was in so much pain that I couldn't even walk to the mailbox without limping back, that someday I'd be running a 5K I would have laughed in your face. But today I did! I walked about two-thirds of it and ran about a third, and I finished in the time I was hoping for. Five whole kilometers! Me!
Thanks so much again to everyone who donated money and helped me blow right past my fundraising goal for this race, and to everyone who sent good wishes and words of encouragement. Special thanks to my husband for getting up early on his day off to serve as my chauffeur, photographer and pack mule, and to my parents for always encouraging me in everything I have ever wanted to do. There was a time when I never would have believed I could do something like this, and I couldn't have done it without you all!
Here I am jogging it in and laughing at my husband because he had to run to get ahead of me.
Saturday, November 6, 2010
Ready, steady, go!
The Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure is tomorrow here in Austin -- my very first 5K race! I am as ready as I'll ever be. Allergies and fibromyalgia flares have kept me from training as much as I would have liked, but I think I'll do okay. I signed up for the untimed race so I can walk it if I have to. I would like to finish in 45 minutes, but if it takes me an hour then no biggie. I'm really running this race to raise money (which I have, thanks to my fabulous family and friends -- THANK YOU!!) and for the experience of being there with other people who care so much about this great cause.
As I've mentioned before, my sister-in-law is a breast cancer survivor and she and my husband lost their beloved stepmother to the disease. My mother also has a dear friend who is a survivor, and I have a friend who is a few years younger than me who beat breast cancer a couple of years ago and is doing great. It is absolutely my honor to run (or walk, as the case may be) in celebration of all these amazing women!
I will be sure to check in sometime after the race and let you all know how I did. Wish me luck!
Sunday, August 22, 2010
In for a penny, in for a pound
What do you do when you're five weeks out from your first 5K and you don't feel at all ready for it and you're kind of freaking out and wondering what the heck you were thinking? You sign up for another one that takes place a month and a half later!
Or maybe that's just me. But yep, that's what I did! I signed up to run my local Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure in November. Because I remembered that one of the other reasons I wanted to run, in addition to the ones I listed recently, was to participate in some charity runs and help raise money for causes close to my heart.
Breast cancer is definitely a cause close to my heart because several years ago my husband and his siblings lost their beloved step-mother to cancer that began in the breast. She died only a few months after our wedding. And not long after she passed, my husband's sister was diagnosed. My sister-in-law is one of the strongest people I know and I am very happy to say that she won her battle with breast cancer. When she told me recently that she had signed up for her local Susan G. Komen race, I went straight to the website and signed up for the one that's taking place in my town.
I am running the un-timed 5K race, because it turns out you don't have to be fast to raise money for cancer research and I really want to have fun with this one and enjoy being part of the experience. One thing I do need, though, is sponsors! I have set a goal to raise $125 by race day, which is November 7. I have a link in my right-hand sidebar where you can sponsor me, or you can just click here. If 25 people donate only $5 each, I will have reached my goal and raised enough money to pay for one woman in need to get a mammogram. That is one life that could be saved, and one family that might not have to lose their mother, sister, wife or daughter. Pretty amazing, huh?
So yeah. Two 5Ks in two months, running both with fibromyalgia. I may be an idiot, but at least my heart is in the right place!
Or maybe that's just me. But yep, that's what I did! I signed up to run my local Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure in November. Because I remembered that one of the other reasons I wanted to run, in addition to the ones I listed recently, was to participate in some charity runs and help raise money for causes close to my heart.
Breast cancer is definitely a cause close to my heart because several years ago my husband and his siblings lost their beloved step-mother to cancer that began in the breast. She died only a few months after our wedding. And not long after she passed, my husband's sister was diagnosed. My sister-in-law is one of the strongest people I know and I am very happy to say that she won her battle with breast cancer. When she told me recently that she had signed up for her local Susan G. Komen race, I went straight to the website and signed up for the one that's taking place in my town.
I am running the un-timed 5K race, because it turns out you don't have to be fast to raise money for cancer research and I really want to have fun with this one and enjoy being part of the experience. One thing I do need, though, is sponsors! I have set a goal to raise $125 by race day, which is November 7. I have a link in my right-hand sidebar where you can sponsor me, or you can just click here. If 25 people donate only $5 each, I will have reached my goal and raised enough money to pay for one woman in need to get a mammogram. That is one life that could be saved, and one family that might not have to lose their mother, sister, wife or daughter. Pretty amazing, huh?
So yeah. Two 5Ks in two months, running both with fibromyalgia. I may be an idiot, but at least my heart is in the right place!
Saturday, August 14, 2010
Mojo restored
When I first started running (after having walked religiously for a year) I didn't have much of a plan. I just wanted to run. I'd hop on the treadmill, cue up my fitness playlist, and if a song came on that made me want to run, I ran. When I got tired or the tempo changed or I just wasn't feeling it anymore, I dropped back to a walk. I'd do that until I got tired or until the clock forced me to jump in the shower and get on with my day, and that was it. That was my training plan.
Then I decided to run a 5K and felt like I should be doing "real" training -- interspersing speed intervals with distance work and whatnot. And that was fun at first. It made me feel like a real runner and forced me to push myself out of my comfort zone. However, the longer this went on (read: about a week)(I have the attention span of a gnat on meth, I swear) the more anxious it made me about my upcoming race. I kept thinking I should be progressing faster and hitting better numbers, and suddenly this whole running thing began to feel like WORK. And anyone who knows me knows that I am the furthest thing from a workaholic. In fact, I'm sort of allergic to anything resembling work.
With my recent medically induced hiatus and my unsuccessful attempt to jump back into hardcore training followed by two days of enforced rest (yesterday and the day before, just too busy), I've had a lot of time to reflect on why in the heck I'm doing this in the first place. I wanted to run because I wanted to run, period. For years I didn't think I could run with fibromyalgia, and I wanted to see if I could, and then I did, and I absolutely loved it. I wanted to run a 5K to prove to myself that I could, and I decided to publicly document my training leading up to the 5K to show other fibromyalgia sufferers that it was possible and to give them hope that someday they could be active again. My only goals when I first decided to run a 5K were to finish and to not be last. Then I started getting fancy ideas in my head about finishing under a certain time, and running mile-long stretches without stopping, and ... well, see above re: WORK. In short, it stopped being fun.
So today I got back on the treadmill. I left my phone, with its fitness apps and its amped-up playlist, on the charger and instead grabbed my old mp3 player with my original fitness playlist (a mix of classic rock, '80s dance tunes and all kinds of random stuff). I ran during the songs that made me feel like running and walked (and sang along, and snapped my fingers) during the songs that made me feel like walking. I didn't watch the clock or my distance or any of that -- I just ran (and walked). It was so much fun! That's why I started doing this. And, I've decided, that's how I want to keep doing it.
I'm still running the 5K. I know I can finish, and I really don't think I'll be last. But now I have a new goal: to have fun with it.
Speaking of fun, here were my two Laughs of the Day (or maybe Laughs of the Run would be more accurate):
Then I decided to run a 5K and felt like I should be doing "real" training -- interspersing speed intervals with distance work and whatnot. And that was fun at first. It made me feel like a real runner and forced me to push myself out of my comfort zone. However, the longer this went on (read: about a week)(I have the attention span of a gnat on meth, I swear) the more anxious it made me about my upcoming race. I kept thinking I should be progressing faster and hitting better numbers, and suddenly this whole running thing began to feel like WORK. And anyone who knows me knows that I am the furthest thing from a workaholic. In fact, I'm sort of allergic to anything resembling work.
With my recent medically induced hiatus and my unsuccessful attempt to jump back into hardcore training followed by two days of enforced rest (yesterday and the day before, just too busy), I've had a lot of time to reflect on why in the heck I'm doing this in the first place. I wanted to run because I wanted to run, period. For years I didn't think I could run with fibromyalgia, and I wanted to see if I could, and then I did, and I absolutely loved it. I wanted to run a 5K to prove to myself that I could, and I decided to publicly document my training leading up to the 5K to show other fibromyalgia sufferers that it was possible and to give them hope that someday they could be active again. My only goals when I first decided to run a 5K were to finish and to not be last. Then I started getting fancy ideas in my head about finishing under a certain time, and running mile-long stretches without stopping, and ... well, see above re: WORK. In short, it stopped being fun.
So today I got back on the treadmill. I left my phone, with its fitness apps and its amped-up playlist, on the charger and instead grabbed my old mp3 player with my original fitness playlist (a mix of classic rock, '80s dance tunes and all kinds of random stuff). I ran during the songs that made me feel like running and walked (and sang along, and snapped my fingers) during the songs that made me feel like walking. I didn't watch the clock or my distance or any of that -- I just ran (and walked). It was so much fun! That's why I started doing this. And, I've decided, that's how I want to keep doing it.
I'm still running the 5K. I know I can finish, and I really don't think I'll be last. But now I have a new goal: to have fun with it.
Speaking of fun, here were my two Laughs of the Day (or maybe Laughs of the Run would be more accurate):
- I did look at my time/distance when I was done, before turning off the treadmill, and it turned out I covered 1.8 miles in 31 minutes. That is a faster pace than any I ran the whole time I was doing my "real" training!
- Right toward the end of my cool-down, "Road to Nowhere"
by The Talking Heads came on. While I was on the treadmill, which is literally a road to nowhere. Oh, the irony!
Sunday, August 1, 2010
Playlist
Music is a huge part of my life and I love reading (hearing?) what other runners listen to while they run. To that end, I thought I would share my current running playlist. Some of the song titles are hyperlinks; if you click on them it will take you to an Amazon page where you can listen to a sample of the song and/or download the mp3 file. Fair warning: some of the lyrics are explicit.
In actual running news, yesterday I did two miles again, alternating one minute of running and one minute of walking between my warm-up and cool-down (instead of 30 seconds of running and one minute of walking like I'd been doing). Holy cow, that kicked my ass. But it felt pretty great, too!
I'm taking today off, and tomorrow I'm back at it again. Flipping the calendar over to August this morning lit a fire under me -- my 5K is September 25. I'd better get moving!
- "Castanets
" by Alejandro Escovedo
- "Call Me
" by Blondie
- "Cherry Cola
" by Eagles of Death Metal
- "Takin' Care of Business
" by Bachman Turner Overdrive
- "Radar Love
" by Golden Earring
- "Are You Gonna Go My Way
" by Lennie Kravitz
- "Free For All
" by Ted Nugent
- "Canary in a Coalmine
" by The Police
- "Fell in Love With a Girl
" by The White Stripes
- "So Alive
" by Love and Rockets
- "Intergalactic
" by Beastie Boys
- "Orphans
" by Beck
- "Gamma Ray
" by Beck
- "Modern Guilt
" by Beck
- "Profanity Prayers
" by Beck
- "One Way or Another
" by Blondie
- "Should I Stay or Should I Go
" by The Clash
- "Complete Control
" by The Clash
- "Save It For Later
" by English Beat
- "I Want You
" by Fefe Dobson
- "Rock 'n' Roll (Part 2)
" by Gary Glitter
- "She's Got A Hold on Me
" by Hacienda
- "All This Time
" by Heartless Bastards
- "Hey Little Girl" by Icehouse
- "Been Caught Stealing
" by Jane's Addiction
- "Die, Die My Darling
" by The Misfits
- "She Wants to Move
" by N.E.R.D.
- "True Faith
" by New Order
- "Go With the Flow
" by Queens of the Stone Age
- "Little Sister
" by Queens of the Stone Age
- "Blitzkrieg Bop
" by The Ramones
- "Beat On The Brat
" by The Ramones
- "Judy is a Punk
" by The Ramones
- "Sheena is a Punk Rocker
" by The Ramones
- "The KKK Took My Baby Away
" by The Ramones
- "Higher Ground
" by the Red Hot Chili Peppers
- "Living Dead Girl
" by Rob Zombie
- "Dragula
" by Rob Zombie
- "L.E.S. Artistes
" by Santigold
- "Creator
" by Santigold
- "List of Demands (Reparations)
" by Saul Williams
- "Panther 1
" by Slowride
- "Story of My Life
" by Social Distortion
- "The Rubberband Man
" by The Spinners
- "Mighty Little Man" by Steve Burns
- "Life During Wartime
" by Talking Heads
- "Hazy Shade of Winter
" by The Bangles
- "Helter Skelter" by The Beatles
- "Bang! Bang!
" by The Knux
- "Smack My Bitch Up
" by The Prodigy
- "Dead Sound
" by The Raveonettes
- "You Want The Candy
" by The Raveonettes
- "Taking The Farm
" by The War On Drugs
- "Filthy Flowers
" by Thomas Function
- "Blue Orchid
" by The White Stripes
- "Sexyback
" by Justin Timberlake
- "Closer
" by Nine Inch Nails
- "Hotel Song
" by Regina Spektor
- "No Sleep Till Brooklyn
" by the Beastie Boys
- "More Human Than Human
" by White Zombie
In actual running news, yesterday I did two miles again, alternating one minute of running and one minute of walking between my warm-up and cool-down (instead of 30 seconds of running and one minute of walking like I'd been doing). Holy cow, that kicked my ass. But it felt pretty great, too!
I'm taking today off, and tomorrow I'm back at it again. Flipping the calendar over to August this morning lit a fire under me -- my 5K is September 25. I'd better get moving!
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