Busy week, so my Lord Hill race recap is a bit late.
But, that’s ok because this week has been filled with awesomeness.
Monday I was sore and resting, and not like sore in a bad injury way, but sore in like a ‘I just raced way’. Working on contracts from home, probably should have gone in the sauna, but sometimes I don’t quite think straight. I did however do lots of stretching and rolling tennis balls into my hips and glutes.
Tuesday was a super busy day at the office, and I almost bailed on spin class since I was tired and still sore, but, I didn’t. And you know what, it’s rare that you regret workouts, and even though my legs were not moving too fast, I was glad I went, I definitely didn’t regret the workout.
Wednesday my legs thanked me for the spin loosening them up, and I spent the day with some Canadian Olympians. I briefly mentioned before that I’m going to be working with Fast and Female in 2015, and I spent the day planning our long awaited Vancouver summit, coming to the Richmond Oval on April 12th.
If you have girl aged 8-18 in the Vancouver area, I would definitely consider this event for them. It’s all about empowering girls to be strong and athletic and stay involved in sports. Girls drop out of sports 6X more often than boys during their teens, and that’s really sad. The summit will be information and activities focused on keeping girls in sports and why they quit – the pillars are based on social belonging, mentorship, and physical literacy. The best part? You get to spend the day hanging out with Canadian Olympians, and there really isn’t much more inspiring then that. I’m really excited to be working with this great not for profit movement.
After posting on Saturday how nervous and scared I was for Sunday, I ended up getting a really great sleep. Well, as great as can be, with a 4:45am wakeup call. Ewwww.
I’m going to write a full race recap, when my photographer is done editing the “extremely unflattering, and wish I could burn them all, and probably would if 4 of my friends weren’t in 90% of them with me” photos from yesterday. Note to self: it is much much easier to ignore how chunky monkey you are becoming when someone isn’t following you around and taking photos of you while running. Also easier to hide in winter layers, and with the almost summer weather we’re having in the PNW, that’s not happening.
Anyways, I do mean it that I’ll write a full recap, but I just wanted to do a quick check in, especially since I left you with such a “omg why is she even running tomorrow?!” post on Saturday.
But, you were wrong to worry. I fully remembered why I fell in love with trail running yesterday. The people, the scenery, the atmosphere, and the pure bliss that it brings me, even when it hurts to keep moving.
If you think back to when I talked about 2015 plans and what races I had registered for, one of the first races of the year was the Lord Hill 20miler, or in Canadian terms, a 32km race near Everett, WA. And if you think back really far, you’ll remember that I ran this race in 2014 with Shea & Melissa last year, originally planning to run the 50K but a snowstorm, lack of directions made, and my awesome foot issues helped us make the decision to instead run the 20miler course.
So what’s up?
Lord hill race is actually tomorrow. TOMORROW. And that my friends is terrifying. I haven’t lined up on a start line since Blerch in September which I can’t consider a race, and before that Sun Mountain 50K in May, where I should not have run, but did, and cried my way through.
I would love to tell you that since tomorrow is not a race for me, just a run, that I’m not nervous at all. But, that’s not true. I’m terribly worried.
Yesterday was the Vancouver First Half. I’ve run this race a handful of times, and it’s one of my all-time favourite local races, and probably my favourite half that I’ve raced. Which is weird considering it’s not even my PR race. Anyways, you may think that my title is referring to it, but it’s not. This year, I didn’t even run the First Half, let alone race it. I did register. And then I sold my bib after I found out about the back fracture. I don’t have the road running love that I use to have, and if I can’t run fast and hard, and compete with myself, then what’s the point? And really, I wasn’t up to half marathon shape, plain and simple.
However, I was still there. Of course, it was a sunny, beautiful day in Vancouver, and Jay and I couldn’t not drive downtown to support our friends. We set up shop at Second Beach, and took some rad photos.
So cool right?! And then the fog lifted, and the day just turned out to be stunning.
The night before I had posted on The Ladies of the Trails that I wanted something very specific. 60-90 minutes running on the North Shore, not too slow, and only during the time frame of 12-4pm. A tall order? Kinda…
I’d never want to jinx myself. I do believe in karma, and I do believe that there can be some weird forces at work in the universe, and tempting them, well, that’s just not smart, I just don’t want to chance anything.
So, I’m NOT going to say that I’m healed, or healthy, or that I’m back running.
What I will say, is that my back is noticeably healing, and that I can honestly see the difference is how my body is feeling overall. I will also say that I’m making baby steps towards my recovery and being back to my “normal”.
I miss running more than anything, but I know better than to jump in, 2 feet first. So, I’m taking it slowwwwwwwwww….
I think it’s almost as stressful to be a crew member or supporter, as it is to be the actual runner in a race. I found this out this previous year, with not being able to race, and having to settle for being a head cheerleader or coach to my friends. It’s edge of your seat exciting to be involved in the race in any way, but there’s so many unknowns that cause you to stress and fret. Your racer doesn’t come through in the time range discussed your thoughts instantly go to “what’s wrong?” and “what if?”. Of course it doesn’t help that I’m a passionate person and I get very engrossed in the race and racers. My trail friends I consider extensions of my family, except I chose them, I wasn’t born into them.
One of my most random trail friendships is that with our local elite runner, Mike Murphy. I cannot say enough nice things about how amazing of a person Mike is. He intimidated the crap out of me when I first saw/met him, but it was surprisingly easy to fall into a comfortable rhythm of friendship with has grown over the past few years.
Murph is currently running The Coastal Challenge, a 6 Day, 230km humid as heck race in Costa Rica that covers running from all spectrums – road, beach, jungle, swamps, waterfalls, you name it, they’ve got some of it.
Above picture – Murph crushing the previous course record.
I’m sure I mentioned it at some point over the past 10 months, but our good friends that feature in almost all of our trail adventures, Shea & Melissa, got engaged last March at the finish line of the Gorge Waterfalls 50K. Unfortunately Jay and I were busy with work and partially lazy and we didn’t come on the trip, and yes, we kicked ourselves afterwards for missing that special occasion.
This year, S&M decided to up the ante and run the 100K at the Gorge Waterfalls. And I think partially to force us to join them, they asked us to pace them. I’ll be with Melissa at some point after 50K, and Jay will join Shea. We’ll gauge closer to race day at what point we’ll jump in, but you can bet your britches that Jay will be making us a rad video compilation of their race journey. Hey you only run 100K for the first time once! Well, if you’re me, you run 100K neverrrrrrrrrrr!
Anyways, we’re stoked to be there for our friends at such an important to them milestone for the big distance, and also the spot of their engagement.
Butttttttttt…there’s another special occasion we couldn’t miss…
I’ve been having a really good week. Super productive with work, got my nutrition dialed in, spoke with my family dr further about the fracture in my back, started doing spin workouts, and overall I felt pretty good. I’m using the past tense because my back fricken hurts today. Not sure what’s up with it, I didn’t sleep in my own bed last night, and I know that my back hates not running and revolts when I take too much time off. Instead of just being my right side, it’s sore and tight, and feels like it’s pinched all along the lower back. So I’m a bit of a negative Nancy today.
But I’m still going to attempt to tell you what’s been going on this week, even if it’s really hard to think and function right now…