A great track session with 6x800Yassos has left me on a high. At this moment, I am on top of the world and so proud of the distance I’ve travelled since April/May. This is the kind of high I want to be in as I tackle the days leading to the Marathon. The kind of high that makes me grin hugely, the kind of high that makes me want to hug everyone, the kind of high that makes me talk incoherently stumbling…
I stayed up tracking the Get Fit Atlanta athletes at Ironman Wisconsin. The results hit me smack with a shock. The next time I whine or brag about my marathon attempt, I shall think back to these amazing people who swam 2.6 miles, biked 112 miles (a distance I’m not too happy to drive in a CAR), and THEN ran a full 26.2 miles marathon. I am just doing a small portion of what these people did. So – suck…
This time, next month. It would’ve been all over. Wow! Am I nervous? Strangely, no. Its an undercurrent of excitement. An excitement brought about by a great 19mile run that left me feeling that I could do more (thanks to a super slow first 5 miles)! An excitement brought about by yet another great ascent up Mt. Nickajack!
Today’s the day, next month. The enormity of my attempt is hitting me. I’ve had a week of eating crap and feeling like crap allowing me to reflect on my body. My body is what I want it to be. Whether it be treating it with love and reverence and taking care of it through food and exercise, or by treating it with casual abandon. It will respond in kind to me. And the soreness, and the tiredness in the…
Yesterday at Whole Foods, wanting to cleanse my body of the crap I’ve been eating recently – I picked up a pomegranate (among other fruits and vegetables). At $2.99 each, it was the most expensive item in my basket! This fruit brought back memories of my dad peeling it for my mum while my mum was doing the dishes and cleaning up. Once she was done, we’d all eat it together (I suspect my dad would skip out though.. lol). Although…
Remember my post about feeling all guilty about missing a favorite festival?When the next one came around (a short 2 weeks later), I decided to do as much as I could. The traditional prayers, and of course, the traditional food that goes with the festival. A sweet, and a fried snack. And I ate almost everything I made a little. Then I had a birthday. There was a cake. And for some reason, I did not have proper food at…
In spite of a shaky 18 miles over the weekend, I think I’m getting stronger! (Singing out of key to the tune of Rocky) Today’s interval training workouts had me going without feeling like I would die. And I really think I can actually manage the 800s the next time around! That reading is a trick 🙂 Would love that pace for 3 miles, but alas, its only my 8x3min/3min interval pace when stopping the watch for the 3min break….