Monday, December 31, 2012

Goodbye 2012

In less than five hours, I'm supposed to rip off the last page of my 2012 calendar and start a new one.

Only problem. I don't have a 2013 calendar yet. Technicality.

But I can look back at 2012 and reflect on what a year it was.

It was an OK year.

I ran 672 miles. Way less than the 1,000 I was shooting for, but a cranky IT band will do that. And of course losing motivation to run this last month didn't help. But it was enough miles to run six half marathons, a bunch of 5Ks, a 55-mile relay from Oshkosh to Green Bay with a great bunch of girls I met in my running group and a 198-mile relay from Madison to Chicago with 11 other bloggers. At times I loved running. At times I hated it. And sometimes I just tolerated it.

I road tripped to Ohio with one of my good friends to run a half marathon through the Ohio State campus. While wearing Badger gear. I survived.

And speaking of Badgers. I started the year out watching the Badgers lose in the Rose Bowl to Oregon. But I did get a chance to head back to Madison and catch a Badger basketball game at the Kohl Center and a football game at Camp Randall. And many more times yelling at the TV.

I read. A lot. A complete rundown will come in the next few days.

I had good days and bad and some in between days. Moments I don't want to forget. Moments I couldn't forget fast enough.

All in all, an OK year.

I'm looking forward to what 2013 has in store.

Sunday, December 30, 2012

Snowshoeing and being stalked

Let me tell you a story of the best Christmas present I got and wildlife. And how those two things are related.

Every year I get some Christmas/birthday cash from my Godmother. Money that I'm able to use to get exactly what I want for Christmas. This year I ended up heading over to Scheel's on the day after Christmas.

Not running shoes. Not running clothes. Nothing running related.

I had my eye on a pair of snowshoes. I actually started thinking about getting a pair last year, but since it was an abnormally warm Wisconsin winter with no snow, it didn't make sense. So I didn't.

But we've already had a foot of snow dumped on us just over a week ago and got another 6 or 7 inches on Friday. So there's white stuff on the ground. Which made my snowshoe purchase make sense.

I got my snowshoes on Wednesday and took them on a short romp around my parents' backyard when I got home. But I took them for their first real outing on Thursday afternoon.

After doing some errands in the afternoon, I headed over to a local nature preserve that's near my parents' house. It's got about 3 miles of trails of varying length. I got there, parked, strapped on my shiny new snowshoes, hit play on the iPod and headed off on the one-mile green trail.

It was a loop through the woods and along the outer edge of the preserve. Very pretty. Lots of snow. Some of the trail was kind of packed down, which wasn't very fun, but I did manage to find some untouched snow that I could tromp through.

So I'm nearing the end of the trail. I could see the roof of the building through the trees. I come around a corner and there in the clearing was a deer. A nice sized deer. Probably a doe since there were no antlers. He was just standing there in the clearing, chomping on some tree limbs or something. Looking at me.

He was about 20 feet away and at first I thought this was cool. I mean, a deer. So close. Normally they see a human, get spooked and bolt. Not this guy. And then I realize he's not alone. Nope. He's got 4 of his buddies hanging out with him. Oh. This just got a bit cooler.

I snapped a few pictures and I was ready to go. I kept on going, round a corner and then I was back by the deer. Still standing there. Still chomping. Still looking at me. Only now I was closer to him. He was like 15 feet away. Chomping. Looking at me. Really closer to the trail that I was on.

Hmm. What to do?

I yelled. Nope. I stomped my snowshoes. Nothing. I cranked up the volume on my cell phone and played it, hoping he's bounce off through the woods. Nope. I flashed my headlamp (it was starting to get dusky). Nada.

In fact, instead of bouncing away. This deer? He took a bite. Looked at me. AND MOVED CLOSER TO ME! Chomp, chomp, chomp.

I started thinking. What the heck? Aren't deer scared of people? Why aren't they running off through the woods? Didn't they see Bambi?

Instead I've got five deer slowly coming closer to me. And just staring at me as they chomped on their tree sticks.

Oh dear (no pun intended). Do deer attack? Or are these five deer plotting to attack me?

I turned around. Went back the way I came and headed off on another trail that would take me back to the parking lot. When I saw a SIXTH deer bounding through the woods towards his friends. Yup. They're plotting. There's a little gang of deer at this nature preserve out to get me.

I got out of the woods and headed down another trail that was through a prairie - at least then the deer would be in the open, not hidden in the woods plotting. Unfortunately, when I was done and I came out of the last little bit of wooded area by the park's building, there they were.

All six deer. Standing there. Waiting for me. Then they ran off and I left. I survived an eminent deer attack.

Now after telling my story, I've been told these are probably just very non-spookable deer. Very used to people. Heck, my Dad said they were probably waiting for a treat from me - which is possible. I mean, how tasty can tree limbs be?

Well, those thoughts were solidified today when I went back. And as I was snowshoeing through the woods I cam upon my deer friends again. This time I was so close I could have patted it on its nose. All four of them. But of course, all they did was just stare at me. And chomp on whatever they were eating.

Wednesday, December 19, 2012

Oh the weather, it will be frightful

Source: National Weather Service

 Well, if no one ever hears from me again, it's because of this.

See that 14.5 in the orange section near the bottom? That's where I live. Add to it the 30 mile per hour sustained winds with gusts up near 50 and we find ourselves under a blizzard warning.

And this reporter has to go to work. And drive in those conditions.

Great. That sounds safe.

Add to the last time I drove in considerable snow was that one time in February 2011 when I crashed my car. Twice. Yeah, I'm a tiny bit freaked out.

Now, if I could just stay home and watch the snow fall outside as I sipped a mug of hot chocolate? I'd love tomorrow's weather. And I'm still going to be pretty excited to play in the snow once it's done falling. It's just that whole driving and working in it that has me worried.

Thursday, December 13, 2012

Three Things Thursday

1. I'll be blunt. I haven't been running. Nope. I've had good intentions. I've packed my gym bag, told myself I was going to run. But when it comes time to actually lace up the shoes and pound the pavement? Nope. Not happening. Part of me feels a little guilty. Part of me doesn't. I'm calling it a break. I'll get back into a routine soonish. Probably the first of the year.

2.So what have I been doing? Not a whole heck of a lot. Reading. I managed to catch up on this season of Glee and still have Revenge and Once Upon a Time on my list of shows to catch up on. And you know what? I've liked this lazy period.

3. And the holidays? Oh boy. I can't believe Christmas is so close. And me? I haven't even STARTED to get ready. No present has been bought. Wrapping hasn't even been thought about. No cards have been mailed. Yes, my tree is up, but that's the extent of my preparation. Looks like it's time to put on a Santa hat and start getting things done.

Sunday, December 9, 2012

Race for the Light 5K Race Report

Well, the final race of 2012 is in the books.

A few weeks ago I decided to do the Race for the Light 5K just for fun. It's a local race, one that I've never run during the six years I've lived in Oshkosh. I've either been out of town of the weather has just been absolutely miserable. I mean, it's the first weekend in December. In Wisconsin. It can be freezing cold.

But it was anything but bone-chilling cold last  Saturday. In fact, it was like in the 40s when the race started at 4:30. There was a bit of a drizzle, but nothing bad.

Like I mentioned, going into this race I knew I just wanted to have fun. It's a 5K that's run through one of the parks in Oshkosh and the park is decked out in a TON of Christmas lights. So it's a very scenic race. I was running this with my good friend Peggy and I picked up pair of headbands - complete with Rudolph heads that featured blinking red noses - and blinky Christmas light necklaces.

Oh yes, those are dumpsters you spy in the background. Classy. :)

The 5K was actually the second part of our very fitness filled Saturday. We started the morning out at the Fitness Frenzy at the YMCA. It was two hours broken down into four 30-minute sessions of samplings of classes that are offered. And it was tough. Our class sampling? Classes by the name of Butt and Legs. Core. Med Ball Blast and Strength and Resistance. And a common theme? Lots of squats, lunges, mountain climbers, planks. Yeah, it kicked my butt.

And afterwards? Peggy said we'd be off to run that sub-30 minute 5K. I hoped she was kidding, because my legs were trashed.

A few hours after finishing up the frenzy, we headed to the park and the race started.

The first mile went well, sub 10. But then my legs started to rebel a bit and I could feel the pace slowing down. By this point, we were in the park and I was ok with slowing my pace just to take in the lights. We slowed, looked at the lights and talked about plans for next year.

And 34 minutes and some second later we finished the 3.25 mile course. Yes, it was intentionally long. Something about marking an anniversary of the event (10 years I think). A good way to end the year.

Then it was off for some beer, some pizza and to watch the Badgers.

Tuesday, December 4, 2012

Tyranena Half Barrel Race Report

Beer at the finish line.

That's one way to make running 13.1 miles an enjoyable experience. Another one? The promise of getting to hang out with a ton of runner friends.

That was the key for the Tyranena Half Barrel Run, a 13.1 mile jaunt around Rock Lake on Nov. 3. Beer. Friends. Fun. And since it was the sixth half marathon of the year, I had run my best race of the year at the Fox Cities Half Marathon at the end of September, my only goal going into Tyranena was to have fun.

And I did.

For starters, it's always a good race when you can sleep in until 7:30 a.m. on race morning, take your time getting ready and still make the 1.5 hour drive to the race and STILL have plenty of time to spare and meet up with friends. Yes. I think I loved that 11:30 a.m. start time.

Pretty soon, it was time to head to the starting corral. Like I said, no expectations. Just to run. Finish. So I lined up near the back, took my time and ran along with Kelsey for a bit. At some point, I was feeling good, so I pulled away a bit.

The first few miles were out of town, along a country road that ran along the lake. Scenic. I hit a water station and shortly after that I took a left turn and was greeted with the first of two hills that I'd been warned about. Steep. Short. Kind of a nasty incline.

Now, my IT band is still a bit cranky. I haven't run hills in ages and I didn't want to make it too mad at me 4 miles into a half marathon. If I was smart, I would have slowed up and walked the hill. But I'm stubborn. I ran it. And the second hill. Oops. This is a decision that will come back to haunt me.

I kept running. Through a very pretty lakeside residential area. There was even an "unofficial" beer stop somewhere around Mile 5. Yes. I stopped. It's important to hydrate while running. :) Through a park, out on a country road passed a farm and jumping onto the Glacial Drumlin Trail, where I'd run for the next 4 miles.

Now, the trail wasn't awful. But right around Mile 8 is when my stubbornness started to kick me in the backside. The IT band? Ooh, it was mad. And it let me know it. So I started to throw in some walking, all the while just wanting to be done. Unfortunately the finish line was still 5 miles away. Ugh.

So I ran some. I walked some. Right around Mile 10 we got to leave the trail and were in an industrial park - so much for scenery. I continued my run/walk strategy, because at this point, I just wanted to finish, get some beer and hang with friends.

After a walk during Mile 11.5, I glanced behind me and not too far behind me was Kelsey and Erica. At that point I decided to slow up, wait for them and finish this darn race with them. They were doing a run/walk method too and at least I'd have company for the final miles.

So that's what we did. We crossed the finish line, got our medals and then got in line for the huge lasagna post-race meal complete with beer and friends.

By far it wasn't my fastest half marathon of the year. But it was tons of fun. And I'll be back next year, because who can argue with a beautiful course (minus the industrial park), great friends and beer?

Friday, November 30, 2012

November Reading Recap

So many books. So little time.

Obviously running took a backseat to reading this month. I logged a total of 35 miles this month in my running shoes and when you remember that 13 of them were during the Tyranena Half Barrel (a race I’ve yet to write a race report for), that’s not a very impressive number.

Tells you I’ve obviously been doing something other than running.

Well. I’m pretty sure you can say I spent most of the time I should have been running curled up in my recliner with my nose in a book. Because man. It was a good month reading-wise.

I finished seven books. Granted, some of them were kind of short – two came in at less than 200 pages each – but still. That was 2,121 pages worth of words that I read. It’s been a LONG time since I polished off that many books in a single month. I can remember hitting six earlier this year, but anything more than that would require too much work. And I don’t have that kind of ambition tonight. 

So the seven books. That brings my yearly total to 42 books and 14,655 pages. Considering my yearly goal is 40 books, it’s safe to say I accomplished that when I finished Two Kisses for Maddy: A Memoir of Love and Loss on Nov. 19. Compare it to last year when I’d finished 30 books and 11,018 pages by the end of November.

So what’d I read during November? Take a look:

Passion by Lauren Kate
One Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovich by Alexander Solzhenitsyn
The Giver by Lois Lowry
Thirteen Reasons Why by Jay Asher
Two Kisses for Maddy: A Memoir of Love and Loss by Matthew Logelin
Gone Girl by Gillian Flynn
Matched by Ally Condie

So you see, it was a nice mix. Not all young adult titles this month. :)
I did finally get my one classic in for the year. Can you guess which one? A friend recommended One Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovich. I wanted a somewhat quick read and know that sometimes classics are anything BUT quick reads (Hmmm, can we say Les Miserables?). But at 178 pages, Ivan (yes, after reading about his entire day I'm on a first name basis with Ivan) was just what I was looking for. It wasn’t bad.

A title that I could have done without? That would be book No. 40 for the year  - Two Kisses for Maddy. This is based on a blogger, who created this blog for his newborn daughter after his wife died less than 48 hours after giving birth. The book was born from the blog and honestly? It wasn’t what I was expecting. Kind of that poor me attitude and way more vulgarity than was necessary. Would I recommend it? Probably not.

What I would recommend was Gone Girl. Oh my gosh. I’ve been waiting to get my hands on this from the library for months. I’d heard a lot of good things and the recommendations didn’t disappoint. I flew through this thing in like three days. I seriously couldn’t put it down. Twists. Turns. Unexpected stuff. So. Good.

So what’s up for December? Well the library has continued with typical library behavior. Going for long periods of time without giving me any of my holds and then all of a sudden I had like six of them come in in a span of two or three days. So I’ve got a pile to get through by mid-December. I finished a couple already and have a few more waiting, so at this point I haven’t run out of reading material for the year!

Thursday, November 22, 2012

Festival Foods Turkey Trot race report

I had plans start my Thanksgiving by heading out for a run with a turkey sitting on my head.

Yes. You read that right. A turkey. On my head.

But that all changed this morning when I heard the howling wind outside the window.

No. No. Don't worry, I still ran the Festival Foods 5-mile Turkey Trot. I just did it without the turkey on my head. Let's just say the turkey wasn't the best head gear when it comes to aerodynamics.

Other than the 20-25 mile wind gusts, it was a perfect morning for a turkey trot. Sunny. Temps in the low 50s. Perfect weather. Just that darn wind.

Oh well. I lined up with the almost 2,500 other runners who were heading out on the 5-mile route and after the national anthem we were off. I've done this race before, but this year it was at a new location, one that had me running through the neighborhood I grew up in.

The first three miles went smoothly. Nothing major. I was just out enjoying a run, and maintaining a decent pace. The last two miles were a bit tough. Probably because I haven't run anything longer than 3 miles since Tyranena almost a month ago.

But I kept running. I threw in a short little walk right after passing the 3 mile marker. I started running again, hit the downhill and the a nice little flat section right along the river.

It should be noted that I saw a lot of people who started out the turkey trot wearing the turkey hats. But either they got to warm or got sick of the turkey head flopping around, because I saw so many of those hats either tied around their waist or their neck. Anywhere but on their heads.

And then right after passing the 4 mile marker, I saw it.

The uphill.

Ugh. I knew it was coming. I just didn't remember this hill being quite so steep. Seriously. Like straight up.

And knowing my IT band still doesn't like hills, if I was smart, I would have slowed up and walked the hill. But I'm stubborn. I pushed ahead and ran. Well, if you could call the shuffle I did up that hill running. But I ran. And then promptly took a 30 second walk break once I hit the top.

I'm pretty sure I deserved it.

I finished up the less three-quarters of a mile, crossed the finish line in 54:56  and collected my free personal sized pumpkin pie. It wasn't my fastest turkey trot, but it was a nice run this morning.

And made feel slightly less guilty about taking that second piece of desert after a Thanksgiving feast today.

Thursday, November 1, 2012

Three Things Thursday: Tyranena Edition

1. Want to hear something funny? I'm running the Tyranena Beer Run half marathon this weekend. Why's that funny you ask? Well, since my stellar performance at Fox Cities on Sept. 23, I've run a grand total of 33 miles. Yup. You read that right. I believe if you look back at my training log, you'll find one 10.3 miles run and a handful of 3- and 4-milers. Needless to say I haven't had much of a desire to run this month. So, I'll go into the run Saturday woefully undertrained. I fully expect to be slow, I'll probably end up walking some (the cranky IT band isn't going to like those hills) and there's a chance I might just set a PW for the year. But I'm OK with that because....

2. I never signed up for this race to be fast. I signed up because of all the people who will be there! My Ragnar Chicago team will be there for a mini-reunion, a ton of the Milwaukee/Madison running peeps I know will be there along with my running partner in crime Peggy and our good friend Myriah. So if I have to run 13.1 miles in order to hang out and drink beer with these folks? It's totally worth it. Needless to say I'm super excited.

3. What's not so exciting? Looking at the forecast.

Huh. Rain. Temps in the low 40s. I shouldn't be surprised. After all, it seems like every race I've run this year (with the exception of Fox Cities and the Madison Mini) has come with not so ideal weather conditions. The saving grace? We all know weathermen aren't exactly the most reliable folks. Heck, when I looked at the weather forecast Wednesday afternoon, the rain chance was higher. So there's hope yet that the rain drops will disappear or just be random, light sprinkles.

Bonus Thing: Since it is a race, I really should have some goals. But I admit, I feel a little odd putting goals out there since I honestly don't care that much about the number on the clock when I cross the finish line. But I'll throw some out there.
A Goal: 2:25. This might be do-able. Who knows.
B Goal: 2:30. I think I should be able to do this, even with some planned walking.
C Goal: Just have a great time, running and spending time with friends.

Wednesday, October 31, 2012

October reading recap

Well, just a few more hours and October is done. And since I'm barely a quarter of the way through the book I'm currently reading, I'm pretty sure it's OK for me to report my monthly reading totals.

I read three books in October for a total of 1,336 pages. That brings the totals to 35 books and 12,534 pages through the first ten months of the year. Compared that to the stats through the end of October 2011 when I had finished 27 books and 10,048 pages. Nice little increase.

Big picture: I've got to read five more books in the next two months if I'm going to hit my 40-book goal. And for giggles? Since I began tracking what I read in 2006, the highest number of books I've read in a year has been 45 in 2006 and 2008. Hmm. Maybe I can break that. I guess it depends on what I choose to tackle and how much time I devote to curling up with a book. Might be fun to try though.

So what'd I read in October?

Fallen by Lauren Kate
Torment by Lauren Kate
Reflected in You by Sylvia Day

Hmmm. Young adult fiction involving angels and devils and a second installment of a Fifty Shades of Grey-type series. But in my honest opinion, this series is much better than the Fifty Shades books. As for what's next? Well I've got a small stack started that came in for me at the library. And at some point I really need to pick out that one "classic" that I told myself I'd read this year. Any suggestions? Preferably nothing too massive or that requires way too much concentration in order to understand what's going on. Or maybe I'll just skip it this year. After all, Les Miserables did check in at 1,260 pages. That should count for two years, right?

Freaky 5K Race Report

Not going to lie. I didn’t want to run this. I’m blaming it on the funk I’ve been going through the past few weeks. I just don’t want to run. But that’s another post for another time.

So the 5K. I didn’t want to run. But I got myself out of bed early Saturday morning. And boy, it would have been nice to stay in bed since it was cold outside. Like 27 degrees and sunny. Thankfully there was no wind.

I left the house too early, which meant I had almost an hour to stand around at the park waiting for the race to begin. In other words, almost an hour to freeze. But finally it was race time.

This course is fairly flat. Except for the first mile. Where there’s a nice downhill right out of the starting line. Which would be great, except this race draws a ton of little kids. And as hard as you try to place yourself within the starting masses, you still end up having to weave or come to an abrupt halt in order to avoid running over the little boy dressed as Spiderman on that downhill. Thankfully, this year that didn’t happen to me. I had a pretty clear path all the way down the downhill.  And of course, what goes down must go up. And that uphill was nasty. But I ran it.

And that, my friends, is when my IT band started to get angry. I’m not sure if it was the cold or if it was the hills, but it wasn’t happy. So I backed off, slowed down and didn’t hate myself for taking those two short walk breaks (once at the top of the hill, once through the water station). And with every step I was wishing I was done.

I ended up finishing in 32:25. Not my fastest 5K, not my slowest. Given the cranky IT band, my lack of running mojo lately and the fact that for a while somewhere between miles 1 and 2 I couldn’t feel my foot due to the cold, I’ll take it.

You'll notice a lack of photos in this race report. They exist. They really do. I just didn't grab them off my Mom's camera, so I'll add them later.

Monday, October 29, 2012

The best kind of vacation: The one with no plans

Before I give you a photo heavy post of what I did during a week off of work, I want to take a moment and send off my thoughts and prayers to all those on the East Coast whose lives are being impacted by the monster storm called Sandy.

As I sit here and the news of what's going on on the East Coast floods in, I'm almost dumbfounded. Never did I think I'd hear of NYC going dark, the trading floor of the New York Stock Exchange under three feet of water or see a picture of a shark - yes a shark - swimming in front of a home's front porch in Brigatine, NJ. (Update: I admit, 12 hours after the storm was at its worst, I now know some of these things didn't happen - the NYSE didn't flood and that pic of the NJ shark? Suspect. But we can all agree this was a crazy storm that caused a ton of damage and some of the images and stories coming out where downright surreal.)

Once again, thoughts and prayers go out to you guys. And I hope you all stay safe.

Now. On to that week of vacation.

The Capitol at night.

My week started with a road trip to Madison, where I met up with my roommate from college. We met up Friday night and caught up over dinner at The Old Fashioned, this really great restaurant on the Capitol Square. Then it was time to head back to our hotel and get ready for Saturday.

Camp Randall. I love spending my Saturdays here.

It was time to head to Camp Randall to watch the Badgers! It was the Border Battle weekend, when Wisconsin and Minnesota battle it out on the gridiron for Paul Bunyan's axe. That axe is making a bit of a home in Madison, and guess, what, after the Badgers beat the Gophers 38-13, it's staying in Madison.

A couple of Badgers

It was great to be able to catch up with my old roommate and of course get the chance to watch the Badgers. But sadly, I wasn't able to stick around Madison for long after the game because I had to get back home to catch the second half of my cousin's wedding.

Hay ride through the woods

There was a trip to the apple orchard on Sunday where I indulged in a caramel apple with sprinkles and a hay ride followed by a drive around Lake Winnebago. It's been a long time since I took that drive and it was worth it.

The rest of the week off? There was a dentist appointment (no cavities!), a trip to sell some books I'll never read again at the used book store, some reading and I watched the entire fifth season of Gossip Girl (what, the library only let me have the DVDs for five days). Oh, I also ran a Halloween-themed 5K on Saturday (race report to come soon) and almost died watching the Badgers lose to Michigan State that afternoon. A death that was almost quickened due to hearing the Badger basketball team lost its projected starting point guard due to a torn ACL.

The rest of the time? I did a whole lot of nothing. And let me tell you, it was glorious.

Unfortunately it all came to an end today. Going back to work kind stunk. Sigh. When's my next day off?

Sunday, October 28, 2012

St. Joe's 5K Race Report

Hanging with Dad before the race.

Two weeks after this race, I still chuckle a little bit that the race theme was waddling ducks and the T-shirt featured ducks in swim trunks.

This race was wet. But it could have been much worse. It was the weekend where all it did was rain. And not just a light rain. More like a constant downpour. I think we ended up getting almost 5 inches of rain.

But lucky for the runners who lined up for the St. Joe’s 5K on Oct. 13, the rain took a brief break. It was still sprinkling, but nothing like what the walkers had to contend with a half hour after I crossed the finish line.

The race is a Portsmouth start, so no mass start, and the course is an out-and-back. A short jaunt through the city streets, across the Trestle Trail (which is an old railroad bridge that spans the river) and back. 

The first half of the race? I felt good. Keeping a nice steady pace. I passed my Dad (who started about 2:30 in front of me) about 3 blocks before the bridge and told him I’d see him on the way back. I hit the turn around and headed back across the bridge. When I took that first step on the bridge? BAM! The wind hit me. Not a light wind. A fairly stiff wind. And there was no escaping it since I was running on a bridge across a river. And don’t forget wet since it was still sprinkling.

I threw in two short walk breaks during the second half of the race (battling the wind was hard) and finished in 31 minutes and a few seconds. Decent given my lack of running lately. 

 This was supposed to be me finishing, but somehow I ran right out of the frame before Mom could snap the photo.

Thankfully the rain stayed away for the Saturday 5K. The rest of the weekend? Not so much. My planned 13 miles with Peggy never happened as it POURED all day Sunday, never letting up. And I don’t run double digit miles in a downpour. And since I can’t handle that many miles on the treadmill? The weekend long run never happened. Oops.

Friday, October 12, 2012

Does an umbrella slow you down?

Well, nothing like waiting until the absolute last minute to blog. Oh well. At least I’m doing it, which is something I haven’t been doing lately. Another thing I haven’t been doing much lately? Running. As in I’ve run a total of three times since Fox Cities.  I haven’t had a lot of motivation, even with a final half marathon staring me in the face less than a month from now.

Yeah, good thing I’m doing that one solely for fun.

But I’ll be running this weekend. Or  maybe I should call it swimming since it’s supposed to be pouring. Some storm system is supposed to be moving into the area in a few hours and it’s going to be bringing rain with it. A lot of rain. As in the weatherman said 2 to 3 inches. And it’s supposed to be getting under way right in time for me to head out the door tomorrow morning.

See I’ve got this 5K on the calendar. The St. Joe’s 5K. It’s a race I’ve run in the past with my Dad. And even though he hasn’t been doing a lot of walking and it’s supposed to be pouring out, Dad’s a trooper and is still intending to do it.

Really? Are you sure? Because I’m pretty sure my bed is going to be pretty comfy when it’s raining cats and dogs. Oh well. I’ll still get my butt out of bed. After all, at least I’ll be able to notch one more run in my log in the last, oh, three weeks, bumping my average to just over one run per week.

 Anyone else find it ironic that the theme is involves waddling ducks? More like swimming ducks.

Assuming I don’t drown, I still have to get a long run this weekend. So right now the plan is to head out for 13 with Peggy on Sunday. We thought we dodged a bullet since early forecasts were saying the rain would be gone by Sunday. Not sure why we were excited. Seriously. When was the last time a weatherman was right? Because of course now the rain is supposed to stick around a good chunk of the day Sunday as well.

Looks like I’m in for a soggy 13 miles on Sunday too. Good thing I have an older pair of shoes. I just hope they can dry out enough between runs.

Add in a baby shower and the annual Halloween party for The Rugrats and it should be a pretty fun, if waterlogged, weekend.