It has been, like, forever since I have had more than 10 whole minutes to plop myself down in front of the computer, a computer which needs more like twice the amount of time I have to get anything done.
Anyway, I am back. I think.
The holidays were pleasant, save for some bad news about a friend, which I am still processing. I will tell you the strangest of the three things that forced me to really tighten my grip on the positive before this post is over. (I won’t talk about the second thing because it really has more to do with MFP than me.)
But first things first.
Charlie is getting really into his yoga practice.
MFP can’t run anymore, because his left knee is messed up (this is the technical term for he-has-no-idea-what’s-wrong-with-it). So he has taken up yoga.
And because I ran a 5K back in November with the tightest, shortest stride known to man (or dog), I figured I might as well join.
I told you guys a little about how I was trying to get my fatigue under control, which was both mental and physical. Taking iron supplements perked me up rather quickly, but I never really recovered my love of strength training. So I haven’t done any. Not a single lunge or squat.
Instead, I have been practicing yoga two to three times a week. I will be racing a half marathon in two weeks, so we shall see how this decision has affected my training.
Another terrible decision was not doing any real race-specific training, and instead running steep hills in place of most of my tempos. (Yikes.)
I did throw in some tempo miles in my long run a few weeks ago, so that makes two total tempo runs this entire cycle.
I did, however, have some fabulous runs with friends.
For Christmas, I finally joined the rest of ya’ll and got a Garmin 220, which has totally changed my running.
These are my splits from Sunday’s long run. (Don’t ask about miles 16 and 17. Okay, fine. Hills and rocks are hard to get up and over.)
The reason I’m not too concerned about my upcoming results, or my recent training, is that I have been working more on form and cadence than on race-specific stuff. The truth is, Middle revealed to me that my form had gotten lazy, so he has been filming me and helping me to improve (so that I don’t embarrass him again at next year’s Thanksgiving 5K Ha).
I won’t bore you with the details, but I think good things are down the road for me this spring.
In addition, I finally got Oldest off to college; while I’m sad and miss him like crazy, I am so happy for him.
(Our last supper together involved amazing gluten-free/vegan fare.)
Also, the food for the parents during orientation was right up my alley.
I asked him many times if I could go to school in his place.
The day that we left him behind was surreal, and my hair processed it by getting really big and out of control. What is up with that?
MFP distracted me by taking me to tour a film company.
I guess I wasn’t distracted.
Anyway, I want to get back to the third thing that happened since we last spoke.
While Katie and I were running long a few weeks ago, we turned on to a sleepy Pasadena street in the early morning hours, and were stunned to see a man in the bushes pointing an assault rifle at us.
Instinct forced me to jump down an embankment, where I then hid behind a house before fleeing. Katie was able to run into a home, as the owner had heard our screams and let her inside. (We both called the police separately.)
Hours passed, helicopters swooped in, and still no assailant was captured. The whole experience still seems surreal to us, and drastically changed our running habits as well.
Each week since the incident feels better than the last, but I’m sure it will take us a long time to process.
The bottom line is, we have implemented some changes, such as not running in that area in the pre-dawn hours, but we are not deterred from putting one foot in front of the other.
I’m not a huge fan of guns, but that experience really fired me up about gun control. Seriously.
Anyway, sorry this post ended up being so long and full of too much information.
I promise to bring back a bit of humor and slow-twitch discussion soon.
Have a good one and stay safe out there.