It’s officially SPRING! The sun has been shining the last few days in Squamish, and it’s inspired me to put together a list of my current favourites. I’ve got new shoes, a new jacket, a new necklace, and some other great new things that I’m loving this spring.
Well, CRAP. This was supposed to post more than a week ago, but for some reason, it’s still sitting here. Ah, technology, you jerk. Anyways, nothing more has changed, I had ANOTHER solid weekend, this past weekend, with the girls. Did 4 days of running, with 13 ladies, 4 dogs, and covered some 80kms. BAM!!
So, let’s go back to the original post from last week…
It’s amazing what a few good training days does to a person. I’ve had back to back SOLID training weekends the last 2 weekends, and I’m riding high.
Since we still have so many friends, family, and events that happen in Vancouver, we’re down in the city a lot, and seemingly every weekend. Which is totally fine, but when Jay has to go into the city for work more often, it gets hard. It gets to be not fun, and not something either of us feel up to. He’s been working lots in the city, and it’s been soul sucking on his energy and drive. So, we decided that we just had to spend the weekend at home, and since it was a long weekend, it meant 3 days in a row of not driving.
I had plans to run on both Saturday and Sunday with new ladies I’ve connected with in Squamish, and I decided I might as well post it in The Ladies of the Trails and see if we could round up a posse. Well, let me tell you, we rounded up amazing posses for both days, 6 of us on Saturday, and 7 on Sunday! And the bonus is that on Friday and Monday, I got out on 2 more trail dates with 2 more rad women.
The last 2 Novembers we’ve rocked a BeastStreak, a running streak for the month of November, 30 days straight of a minimum of 3K a day. It’s a great way to keep moving when the weather turns cold and wet, and by making it into a group challenge, we keep each other accountable, encouraged, and keep moving every single day.
So, with being away for the first 2 weeks of November, I wasn’t able to organize or participate in a run streak, I’ve never really liked December for this sort of thing, because December is BUSY. However, I’ve decided it’s worth doing, and we’ll change up the rules to make it manageable for everyone. In short, let’s do this.
Signed onto Facebook this morning, and pretty much the very first thing I see…”1 month till KneeKnacker!”
Well, shit. I didn’t realize that it was that soon. It’s really hard to grasp that it’s almost mid-June already. I feel like this entire 2015 has just flown by. Especially since the beginning of March. It’s just nuts. And the biggest issue I have is that it’s super easy to just do the day-to-day stuff, and before you know it, a week has gone by and you’ve accomplished nothing really. Or you have so many grand plans for the upcoming weeks or months, but without a plan, a serious, detailed plan, it’s super easy to blink and those weeks have passed already and your to-do list is still just a list because you haven’t moved forward step-by-step.
Which brings us to where I’m at with KneeKnacker. It’s just a month away and while I had grand plans for this year’s training, I feel like I’ve lost a ton of time and only accomplish so much…
Today apparently is National Running Day, and while I missed the memo and actually took today off from running, I did think it was the perfect opportunity to fill you in on how amazing the community of women in the “Ladies of the Trails” has grown and developed.
It all started with wanting to share my love of trail running with my road running friends and show them they could do it too, way back in July of 2013. Now, our community is 637 women strong on Facebook! 637 local Vancouver women, which is fricken AMAZING!
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.
Most of the time, I pride myself on being a really great body listener. Up until this wretched foot injury (circa Sept 27/13), I hadn’t been injured for more than a week or 2 at most in years. Yes of course I had soreness after races or hard workouts, but I was pretty awesome at reeling myself in, resting and being smart about it. Once in a while I’d make a questionable choice, and most likely I’d end up paying for it, but it was never serious.
Along came this foot injury which has plagued me since that fateful late September morning, almost 1.5 yrs ago. I lost my routines, my fitness level, my competitive drive, and most importantly, I lost my running mojo. In efforts to find all of the above, I saw many different experts, specialists, and people who could possibly help me. It’s very hard to remind yourself that you aren’t who you were before, ie I wasn’t someone who could go out for a 25km, 4 hour run, with no issues afterwards. On occasion I found myself agreeing to runs and then backing out when I realized just how dumb that idea was.
Unfortunately, I didn’t back out on Sunday, and now I’m paying for it. Big time.
What I’m not paying for…memories of this gorgeous running!
I can’t write too much. Short story, we went out for a long run in miserable weather yesterday, and on our way down from deep snow turned into icy slush, I slid out on a rock covered in slush, and came crashing down on my lower back. First and foremost, I’m OK. But I’m sore, I’m whiney, and I can’t sit here blogging even though I have lots to say, so let’s go point form.
The BeastStreak is actually still alive and kicking. I thought for sure it would end Dec 31st, but then the 1st is a given for a family run, and well I’ve just kept going. I’ll admit, today looked like a no-go, but then I got to thinking, and realized that it’s really hard to say no to Day 38 without at least trying. So, treadmill with a little Bachelor and whopping 2.5kms.
My back doesn’t really hurt if I’m still, and walking/running is okkkkk, but any bending over or twisting of my right side, and it’s OWWWWWWW.
Jay’s new Go-Pro and stabilizer is RAD. Trail running adventures with my hubs just got way more fun, and way more stressful. When you’ve got someone running behind you, filming your every step, trust me, you’re re-thinking the dessert from last night, or the way you’re hunching your shoulders.