morning runs

Monday Musings

» First off, go over to Sweat Once A Day and congratulate my HTC van-mate Emily on becoming an Ironman yesterday!  She finished in 13:53:44.  Yup, that’s hours.  And while all athletics are totally relative to the athlete, here’s a comparison: she swam 2.4 miles, biked 112 miles and still managed to finish the full marathon (26.2 miles) a good 20 minutes faster than I’ve ever run one.  Of course, she trained her ass off for this!  

» Only one more weekend of work before I finally have a weekend off!  Of course it’s a holiday weekend (BC Day) so I’ll be there 3 days, but, as always, the money’s good so I don’t say no…  And the reason I’m so excited to have the time off – besides the fact that I’ve worked every weekend in July – is that it’s Warrior Dash in Whistler!  Time to spend with Colin and 14 friends that is kid free, I can drink as much as I like because I can be slightly irresponsible (but, let’s face it, I only drink about 2 glasses of anything before I’m ready to sleep or I totally shut up because I’m cognizant of the fact that I’m drinking too much), and I can run a “race”.  

» Colin has finally heeded my advice and agreed to stop running at a local park.  He’s been doing his long runs out on dyke trails that go around blueberry fields.  Having grown up in the area he knows that’s where the bears like to hang out.  I always ask him to avoid it since I’d like him to make it home in one piece.  Sunday was the day he decided to stop.  Now, it’s not because he was bothered by seeing 6 bears.  It’s because it’s too much of a time waster to have to stop, back up, avoid, wait, etc.  Glad his safety is his main concern…

» I’ve come to the conclusion that I’m going to have to choose between running and sleep.  I’ve found that I just have no motivation to get out the door with Spud in the stroller and it’s killing my training.  I’m going to be making the move to early morning runs.  I’m still working out details, but at least one friend answered my Facebook plea to join me at an ungodly hour of the morning.  Well, it is for me.  It’ll probably still only be 6am, but that’s ridiculous for a girl who loves her sleep.