Friday, August 31, 2012
Tuesday, August 28, 2012
I changed into a dry shirt (my race shirt from the Warrior Dash which is one of the best race shirts ever!), but still had on my muddy shorts. I still had mud on my hat and in my pig tails. The best part of my post-race outfit was my new pair of Reeboks! I was so thankful for these, since I donated my incredibly muddy shoes (this was their second mud run).
PRETTY they are!! I squealed like a little girl when I opened the box. Chris, from Reebok, must have thought I was crazy. I don't think he appreciated the pretty pink color as much as I did.
I was really nervous about the WOD. I have seen Crossfit workouts, I know people (strong people) who do Crossfit workouts...and my fitness has suffered a bit this summer. My legs are fine from running, but I have really ignored my upper body these past few months. I am a fitness professional (albeit on a bit of a leave of absence) and it would be embarrassing if I couldn't complete the workout.
The workout ended up being pretty straight forward. After getting a brief rundown of the exercises [kettlebell swing, air squats, sit ups and push ups], I began.
The air squats were no problem. I must have been doing them fast because Elena from Reebok couldn't catch me in the bottom position. ;-) Trust me, I got my booty down below parallel!
I was nervous about the sit ups, since I haven't done much core work lately, but I knocked them out. Check out those feet...they stayed flat on the ground!
Warrior miles, I am not sure how long of a workout I could have done. This workout lasted 3:54 minutes. I had hoped for a little better time. The best of the day was 2:16. The cool thing about this kind of workout is that I can do it at home. I will do it again and improve that time!
It was a great end to a great race experience. And all this before noon!! I definitely felt like a warrior!!
I spent the rest of the day enjoying the gorgeous Rocky Mountains with my family.
Thanks, Reebok for the opportunity for such a great weekend. I felt like I was able to really #getafterit!!
Monday, August 27, 2012
The race was a couple of hours from our house, so we decided to stay close. We found a campground close to Copper Mountain and experienced more of Colorado. I am glad the race was only three miles. Between the high altitude (well over 9000 feet) and the hard, lumpy ground, I didn’t get a lot of sleep.
The plan was to have my family come up to the race and enjoy the festivities, but getting kids up and at ‘em early was a bit of a challenge. I left my husband and kids with the bikes and drove to Copper Mountain.
I forgot all my nervousness once I got to the race festivities. I met Chris, from Reebok, and started getting excited. I was not only looking forward to the race, but doing a Crossfit WOD afterward with the Reebok folks (post to come soon).
I was ready to go!
With lots of cheers, we were off!
Since I was by myself, I decided to just chat with runners along the way and make friends. These kinds of races are great because everyone is there to have FUN.
The start of this race was at 9700 feet in elevation. When I started, I felt pretty good, but as we started to climb, I felt the affects of thinner air. We went up a steep hill early in the race and someone said, as we crested the hill, “that just wiped the city out of us!” The altitude was being felt by everyone.
We literally run up a ski run. Running uphill is more like power hiking uphill when you are near 10,000 feet in elevation.
If you have never done a Warrior Dash, what makes it fun is the various obstacles.
Luckily, the obstacles were pretty tame. I expected the worst, but I was able to do them all.
Most mud runs/obstacle races have tubes to crawl through. However, few of them were as tight as the one in this race. The only way I could get through was to pull myself through with my forearms. I scraped my knee up a bit. There was no duck walking through this obstacle.
In fact, I wondered if my brother would have been able to make it through at all. This picture is my brother during the Camp Pendleton Mud Run earlier this summer after squeezing through a full tube.
One of the obstacles made some runners nervous. I wasn’t nervous. I have run/jumped over fire in other races. Heck, I have done it in a muddy wedding dress!
Even though I have done run over fire before, I still let out a squeal.
There were signs throughout the race to inspire and/or make us laugh.
That last sign really made me smile. My husband runs the Accounting department at his company. His screen name for his work Skype is “Kenny from Accounting.” LOL.
The last obstacle was the mud. I am a bit of a mud connoisseur and this mud pit was one of the best. It was like pea soup mud. It was liquid and coated everything.
I turned on the video camera as I got into the pit [it might make you a little dizzy]. At some point I decided that I needed both hands to make it through the pit. I put the camera in my mouth. I thought about cutting that part out, but I like the comments made by others. Just ignore my heavy breathing.
My camera was covered in mud. I cleared off the lens a bit, but the rest was covered. I got another runner to take an “after” picture of me, but she couldn’t see if it clicked a picture and *sigh* it didn’t.
I usually skip the showers. The lines are long and the water is cold. However, I have never been quite this muddy at the end of a race. Luckily, the lines weren’t super long and the water was actually warm!
After rinsing off, I headed back to the Reebok Crossfit Box, where I had left my bag, to put on some clothes. I was excited to do a Crossfit WOD.
Stay tuned for my report on my very first Crossfit experience!
*see my posts on Gladiator Run, Camp Pendleton Mud Run etc.
Tuesday, August 14, 2012
I am signed up for the inaugural Big Cottonwood Marathon on September 22. Signing up was a big leap of faith as I didn’t really start training until early July, giving me less than three months of training. Add to that the adjustment to the altitude here and scheduling issues and I have really been feeling behind the eight-ball.
I have muddled through my runs. I ran 14 miles twice, feeling tired and slow. I struggled through 16 miles twice. My training pace is SO much slower than any training I have done, including my very first marathon.
My training plan is been all over the place. I was supposed to get 16 miles in and we took a family camping trip where family time outranked my run. I was supposed to do an 18 miler and my husband went out of town for his annual guys trip. It has been all about adjustment, tweaking and getting the runs in when I can.
My eighteen mile run this weekend was the first time I felt somewhat normal. My pace stayed closer to 10 minute miles (although not under like I would like). That run also marked the end of my first 40+ mile week in this cycle. I actually felt like I might be on track for a marathon in six weeks.
I am going to continue to plug away. I will increase my mileage to hopefully peak over 50 miles. I will attend track workouts and I’m considering a monster hill climb that the local trail group does every other week.
I will be able to run a marathon. I know this. However, the big question mark is how fast can I run it. My sporadic training and acclimatization makes it unlikely that I will see a PR. Hopefully, I can fine tune my goal over the next several weeks.
The good news is that Fort Collins is a wonderful place to run [see previous long run pictures HERE]. So far I have run miles and miles right out my front door. I am dying to try the miles and miles of trails in the front range a short drive away, but haven’t felt confident enough yet to go out on the trails alone.
And there is something about the clouds here. They seem so much more interesting.
Friday, August 3, 2012
Thursday, August 2, 2012
|My running friends from my old neighborhood|
This past weekend I found this to be true. Twice.
We went camping with a group from Fort Collins and spent all day Saturday on a pontoon boat out on a lake. I was the newbie of the group and I spent a lot of time getting to know everyone. One of the women approached me and said, "I hear you are a runner." We got to talking (and talked on and off most of the day) and I found out that she runs half marathons. I did a little happy dance inside. Perhaps a new long run partner? I practically begged her to invite me along to a long run. I cyber-stalked her and found her on Facebook and I am hopeful that we will run sometime soon.
Later that afternoon, I walked into her campsite and asked her where she ran. She and I started talking about running and races (she is a marathoner and training for a 50K). We both lamented that we hadn't spoken the day before and we could have run together. Later, she walked into our campsite with a map and showed me some places to run. On Sunday, I set off on my solo run (which was fabulous, by the way). She asked about it afterward and we chatted some more. As both of our families were leaving, we exchanged information. She doesn't live particularly close to me, but we both thought we might run into each other at a Colorado or Utah race sometime.
With women, running opens the door and gives us an opportunity to become friends with people we wouldn't necessarily get to know in any other way. Last weekend reminded me again what a wonderful community I belong to. Runners are great and runners who are moms are awesome. It gives me hope that I will find common ground with some local running moms in my neighborhood. It is only a matter of time.