Hydrate,eat, sleep, rest like a marathonner

I find it difficult to stay still. I enjoy resting, reading the paper, reading a book, watching television. I don`t do much of this, I prefer to work in the garden, catch up on house work, work at my computer whenever I can, promote my book, my charities, whenever I can, make a living, whenever I can, tend to our children's activities.

Life makes it difficult for most of us to stay still, to rest, to sleep.

Sometimes, eating properly gets in the way of being the best marathoner I can be.,forgeting to eat all I should eat, take my vitamins, drink my Xango juice.
On Saturday, in the interest of "resting" I rented a movie, bought food I normally never eat, and settled with the kids in front of the television. The junk I ate, literally made me ill. I am sensitive to the wrong food. What a wake-up call.I can't eat just anything, I am a marathoner. Lessons learned. I like making all the mistakes I can, and learn from others. Move forward, closer to the destination, eat properly, sleep, rest, drink H2O, like a good marathoner.

Last of the LONG runs

I like the simplicity of running. When I first started to run, for the most part, I had but one speed. I did not race events, I ran them. On Sat., I was to run the pace I think I can sustain on Race Day. I chose a double loop near our home. It has an endearing name: my 8K Industrial Route, along Conroy,Walkley,Hawthorne Rd's, & ends on a quiet bike path.

My first 8K teaches me this is a 10K race pace. Not the right one for the marathon.
My second 8K teaches me that having my kids, pedaling along side me, is more fun. It slows me down a bit, more like the type of pace I need to start the race with. Kids are great at teaching you things.Often more capable than we give them credit for. They enjoy the challenge of the hill on Hawthorne, it empowers them. I watch proudly, as any mother would.

Yesterday, on Sunday, my 6K run is a walk in the park, at the Conroy Pit. Am I ready for this marathon? No question about it. Let the games begin!

Mother's Day and Running

Recently, in the Sudbury Newspaper, a story was published, honouring my mother's 88th year. It also honoured her as having the traits of a marathoner and how her traits, contributed to the marathon runner I have become. A mother's gifts have a far reaching effect., in a miraculous sort of way.

Eight years ago, I ran my very first 5K, on Mother's Day. One year later, Phil Marsh, Regional Manager of the Running Rooms of Ottawa coached me to the start line of a half marathon, or 21.1K race. He ran it for his mother & ME, as I spent it recuperating at home from surgery to remove an obstruction in my abdomen. A minor yet depressing setback. To be in such great shape, due to my training, would be the blessing. This would serve to quicken my recovery.

"It will take you 6 mths to get back to where you were," he said to me. At Thanksgiving,with my mother with us that weekend, I ran my first 21.1K
The medal around my neck came 5 mths, 3 weeks later.....

Never being one to suffer from headaches, I found myself in bed Friday night and all day and evening on Saturday. Even the liquid blue gel Advil had no effect.
Could it be, that I would not be able to run on Mother's Day, on this beautiful, Spring day? I would drag myself out, even put lipstick on, and see if I had 5K in me.
I would try to commemorate Mother's Day, of 8 years ago, when I learned to run, to keep up with my then 2 & 5 yr old. On this fine Sunday morning, much like that day 8 years ago, I ran my 5K, and added another 21, along with my fellow marathon runners. I am ready for May 25th, the mind does indeed lead the body.

When Too Much is Simply Too MUCH

On Sunday, I had my worst marathon training run.

It was NOT because I went from the Kanata Running Room Store to the Bank St Running Room Store., a distance of 32K. It was NOT because I barely slept on Friday night, ate too much for dinner on Saturday night. It was NOT because I did not have my music to help me the last part of any long run. It was NOT because other parts of my life don't make sense to me right now. It was NOT because my self imposed physical training schedule is telling me to rest more, sleep more and eat better, and don't forget your vitamins.

It is synergistic. It is simply too much right now. Period. This happens, to all of us. Best that it happens now, and not in 3 weeks, on race day. Learn your lessons now. Recovery is happening, daily. Let those long distances be a part of my past, let them count by shelving them. Less is more. Heck, I even skipped boot camp on Monday morning. I felt like I had missed out on something, and then, I rolled over, greatful the liquid blue gel Advil did the trick. Next time I take it earlier than midnight.... It's Tuesday, I will run 6 K later, with the Marathon group., greatful for the lessons of not great runs. Greater ones are ahead. They always surface.

Doing what it takes to BE Strong

In December, I was planning my "Boot Camp" sessions in my mind. I have completed week 3 of a 6 wk program which has me show up at 5:30AM and work harder than I have ever worked in my life, with a bunch of women who, simply put, pay to get stronger, even if it means we sometimes get yelled at. Inevitably, it is the fastest hour of my day.

Their t-shirt reads "It's Hard, It's Fun, it Works"

It is complementing what I am attempting to do. Run my 5th marathon in 3 weeks. It is also advancing what I will be accomplishing on July 18th. My one and only 50K run in my Alberta.

I am building a stronger body, and hoping the mind will follow. It is the mind that will take me places I never dreamed of.

I strongly recommend http://www.ottawaadventurebootcamp.com

Rob Harris is the COACH! He and his wife run the camps and they are filled with amazing women from all walks of life, size and shape. Sign up for one of his camps, usually one month at a time, or drop in and do one of his Kettle Bell classes, open to men on Saturdays only. My Carl, with a Kettle Bell.... :)

DO what you don`t want to DO!!

I am looking forward to doing a workshop on teaching young girls how to run. It will be given to about 30 woman who work closely with young girls, it will be an opportunity for these woman to impart my knowledge and hopefully inspire the girls to learn something new. First, I have to inspire the women, then, in turn, they will inspire the girls. Not an easy task.

These women are professional volonteers, who work directly with young girls, our future leaders. They embrace the great outdoors. This weekend, it will be pouring rain, and cold. I am going to drive out on Friday night, spend the night and give my workshop in the morning and return to my warm bed on Saturday night. Sunday, I get to run my last long training run before the marathon....32K. This I look forward to., the run that is.

The camping gig I do not. I had visions of driving up for the 10AM workshop and returning asap! Then, I came to my senses. Many of these women may not want to learn to run, any more than I want to go camping in the rain. It is all in the way one presents it. This is my challenge, and I am embracing it. My goal, is to get them so fired up, they won't know what hit them. First, I have to feel the pain of cold wet camping, make it work for me, and then, only then, can I inspire others to consider learning to run. It is indeed a reality check. Looking at life, like a beginner might give me a chance to be a good teacher.