Eleven miles, monkeys, meerkats, and more!

Friday came and went and the project I’ve worked so hard on remained in limbo due to the domain name transfer that is still in process.  Frustrating doesn’t even begin to describe how I felt about it but I couldn’t dwell over it.  The weekend was here.

MacGyver and I have a new obsession and we are half way through it.

The OA

So, that’s what we did on Friday night.

We decided to sleep in on Saturday because it stormed for most of the night and when we did finally get up on Saturday it was still pouring and it didn’t stop until much later in the day.  I walked a few miles on the treadmill but that was about it.  I ran a few errands later in the day and then MacGyver and I went to dinner and I did a little shopping but mostly just because I wanted to wear my duck boots, not because we needed anything.

The rain also brought with it some very cold weather and when we woke up on Sunday it was 30 degrees.  THIRTY DEGREES!   In Florida!  So I looked at MacGyver and said, ‘I’m gonna go out and get in a long run’.  And his reaction was something like this….

Have you lost your mind

I’m pretty sure we know the answer to that.  Mind or no mind I had a mission, and by around 8:15 or so I headed out the door with some hot hands in my gloves and some miles on my agenda.  The plan was to stick with my ten mile long run and if I felt good near the end to tack on an additional mile.

This is what I ended up with.

all the miles

I’d call that a pretty good day.   Right?

When I got home, I managed to wrangle MacGyver and Hank out from under the electric blanket and then Boomer and I dragged them out the door for a walk.

Have I ever showed you the smoothies that I refuel with every day after I run?

My smoothie

That’s the nectar of the God’s right there.

After walking the dogs I jumped in the shower and then I told MacGyver to get dressed and we hopped in the car and headed over to Tampa.  I forgot about a little game that’s going on here this week between Auburn and Alabama but somehow on the way to Tampa I got sandwiched between 5 of these buses.

Bama Bus

I have to say that all of the football fans MacGyver and I encountered were so sweet and so nice, it was a pleasure meeting each and every one of them.

In case you’re wondering where we were going, we went to the zoo.

zoo

I don’t want to bombard you with a gazillion photos from the trip but I do have to show you some of my favorites so here are a few.

chimp

giraffe

me at the zoo

This is the Runner species. This runner almost fell in the splash fountain while trying to pose as she was freezing!

Meerkat

Florida Panther

My spirit animal!

Rhinos

Penguins

Elephants

Eagle

Black bear

You really wanna go to the zoo right now don’t you?

All right, let’s recap, shall we?

Last week I ran 33 miles, walked 2 miles, did 2 strength workouts, 2 weight workouts, and 1 yoga workout.  Not bad.  My diet was totally on point.  All Gluten free and extremely low sugar all of which was completely natural, (mostly from fruit).

How did you do last week?  Strong areas?  Weak areas?  Anything you want to talk about?

How is your weather right now?

When is the last time you went to the zoo and what’s your most favorite animal?

Friday – A progression run or not, depends on who you ask I guess

After some unintentional speed work earlier in the week, and easy runs the rest of the week, I had a progression run planned for today but due to the uncertainty of this project launch and the training, my schedule has been a bit crazy and I wasn’t sure I was going to be able to do it.  As luck would have it, (or not have it), when I woke up this morning the project was still not ready, so I got to do the progression run and if I do say so myself, I nailed it!

booyah

I didn’t have a lot of time for a cool down and to walk the dogs so I combined the two. GENIUS!  The dogs were happy about it too because typically they wait for me to take a shower and they didn’t have to do that today.

Shortly after we left the house we got to the grass patch where the dogs like to do their ‘business’.  There was another neighborhood runner there that I had seen earlier in the morning.  I don’t know her very well as she’s only been running for around 3 weeks or so, just long enough time to make her a professional or an expert.

So, I’m there with the dogs asking them to hurry because ‘mommy doesn’t have all day guys, we’ve got a busy day’ and I know she heard me because she was right behind me.  Anyway, she says hi and we make a bit of small talk and she asked me how many miles I ran this morning and I tell her that I ran a 5 mile progression run.  And then she asks me what my splits were and I tell her that I haven’t even looked and then I remember it’s on my phone so I pull it out and we look at it and she says, ‘oh no, you ran that wrong, that’s not how you run a progression run’.

excuse me

And I’m not crazy, I mean I know my dogs can’t talk but I swear Boomer looked up at me with his big ol’ brown eyes and he said ‘Oh no she di’int!’

She did Boomer, Oh yes, she did.  Momma bought to go off.

For the record, here are my splits:

splits

My five mile ‘perfect’ g-damn progression run!

But I indulge her and ask her why she feels that my progression run is wrong and she informs me that I didn’t cool down with a proper mile and that I didn’t run fast enough in the middle.  I gently informed her that a progression run is when you start slow and finish fast and that while there are many types of progression runs typically you don’t want to increase your speed too quickly but increase steadily and then finish fast.

I told her that I usually start out training with 5 mile progression runs and gradually increase to 10 mile progression runs as my training progresses.  And then I asked her what race she was training for and she said, ‘well I haven’t run any races yet but I’m thinking of running the Clearwater Ultra.’

That’s a 50K y’all!  She’s been running 3 weeks.  Did I mention that?

dear lord

Don’t get me wrong, I wasn’t being bitchy.  Okay, maybe I was a little but lately I’ve been a bit frisky and it is Friday but it kind of unnerves me when the New Years Resolutioners’ (Is that a thing?) get all hyped up on a sport and suddenly, they’re an expert.  It’s a bit annoying and today I decided to have a little fun with it and correct a bitch.

As I was leaving I told her it was great that she was really enjoying running and learning so much about the sport and that I admired her dedication and I truly meant it, I did.  But I also told her to be careful and use caution before giving anyone advice but if she still felt inclined to do so to always preface it with, I’m not an expert or a professional but in my opinion.

You know, like all of us professional running bloggers do.  😉

Happy Friday y’all!

When is the last time someone tried to give you running advice?  Did you get mad or did you laugh?  Or did you listen?  And most importantly, were they right?

 

The hills are alive, with the sound of runners

To say that yesterday was a little stressful for me is like saying the Grand Canyon is this little hole somewhere in America.

Stressful, hell yeah

As many of you know the Kid lives in Columbus but what a lot of you don’t know is that he has had some issues getting the title of his car transferred from Florida to the state of Ohio.  Without that title transfer he cannot get his tags and without Ohio tags he cannot drive his car because he had to return his Florida plate to the state of Florida.  The kid has to take a bus which means he has to leave almost two hours earlier than normal because the bus goes through downtown and near OSU and not on the interstate which is how he would normally go to work.

(You can only drive on your out of state tag for so long until they make you turn it in or you can risk losing your license and the kid is all ‘I’m not gonna break the law’ where as I would have been ‘just drive on it and be careful’ but he’s a good kid in spite of me so thank God for that.)

Anyhow, in case you’re wondering where in the hell I’m going with this post, yesterday when Columbus was being ordered to Run, Hide, Fight,  I was wondering if the kid was still on the  damn bus and anywhere near High Street!  Thankfully, he was nowhere near the area but once I entered the stress zone, I was there for the remainder of the day.

Pulling my hair out

I cannot wait until that title transfer goes through and I can go back to worrying about the normal things like the occasional neighborhood shootings, bad drivers, and wandering interstate deer.  I’d better stop myself now.

I did go for a five mile run yesterday to release some stress.  It helped immensely.  I definitely needed the release.  I even finished it up with a hill at the end.  I never do that.  Obviously I was feeling badass or I needed to feel badass but either way when it was over I just felt bad.

I mean I was fine, I wasn’t injured, just not in the shape I once was in because at the end I decided I’d run the last half mile up the hill by my house, which is a pretty steep incline for Florida, and no it’s not a bridge, it’s an actual hill.

Anyway, I’m chugging along and I think I really am making good time and that I really have this down and I’m repeating this mantra in my head, I got this, I got this, I got this.

I don't got this hill thing anymore

I need to run more hills.  I used to eat this hill for breakfast on a regular basis.  What’s wrong with me?  It’s time to get back to basics.

When is the last time that you ran hills and do you incorporate them into your regular running routine?