Yesterday brought me a wake-up call with my half-marathon training. Things just did not go well in my first outdoor run this year.
Today brought an opportunity for me to redeem myself, to show myself that I am not as far off as I was yesterday. Then again, after yesterday’s performance, it would be near impossible to do worse today.
I got home from meeting friends at happy hour just in time to get my run in before sundown. I stretched, I stretched again, then went on my way.
- I ran at least a half-mile further without stopping
- My lungs were not as heavy, very little hacking up
- No sideaches, again!
- I could have gone further; I need to HTFU (if you know what that means, two bonus points for you)
- I did run about a half-mile after walking for a few minutes
- I did a push-up and sit-up workout after the run
- I stopped earlier than I should have, I need to HTFU
- I need to not be afraid to go further; keep running! 1.5-2 miles may be ‘ok’ right now, that’s not going to cut it in a week
Overall, today was 100 times better than yesterday. I am enjoying running outside the last two days more than any of the time I have spent on a treadmill so far this year. I can only hope that the weather continues to hold up.
Tomorrow, I have to decide on going to my bosses house for St. Patrick’s Day dinner, or running after work.
What should I do?
It’s an interesting title to use for a blog. Most people associate the arrival of spring as a step or two forward. There is a saying regarding daylight savings time: ‘fall back, spring ahead’. With the recent heatwave to hit the Minneapolis area (Hopkins specifically), I was hoping to start running outside.
Today brought 54 degree weather, sunny, and a small breeze. Today was the day that training outdoors for the half-marathon would begin.
I didn’t have a goal set for how long I would run, distance and time. My goal was to just get out and see how it felt to run against the wind, with the wind, not on a treadmill, and most importantly: how would my lungs feel.
I have run outdoors in the past, and have encountered the same issues when I start running outside: heavy lungs, dry mouth, a clearing of the nasal pasages.
Today was no different.
It has been since October since I had run outside; that was in different conditions and a different situation. Then, I was happy to finally be active after my wrist ordeal. Today; there is a goal motivating me.
I made it a mile before I had to stop. Not good for someone who has 13.1 to run on May 31.
- No side aches! I did not think this was possible. Maybe it has to do something with getting fresh air in the body.
- My legs felt good as they have throughout this process
- I was running outside and not on a treadmill; need more of that since the race is not indoors
- I did continue running after a 3 minute walk, about a half mile, until everything went south again
- My lungs were heavy; it felt like I had a two-pack-a-day habit
- The dry mouth was pretty poor; I kept hacking up a lung after a half-mile
- Running outside made me feel like everything I have done to this point was for nothing, hence the title of the blog
Today allowed me to realize that I am nowhere near where I need to be to achieve my goal on May 31. Sobriety a half-hearted adjustment on my diet, and a workout that I have not committed to 100% will only allow my doubters to be right, and that can not happen. That can not happen.
This is the wake up call I needed. The disappointing things here are that I allowed this to happen, allowed the doubters to feel that they finally got me and were right, that all the work I have done and steps I have taken forward have not been enough. I will not allow failure to happen.
Until next time.
Or is it something else?
This is becoming, again, a recurring theme. I stretch, I walk for 5 minutes, I start running, and BOOM… sideaches join Team Jason. I try running through it: FAIL. I walk it out for another 3 minutes, attempt running again: FAIL. I repeat the previous attempt; same result: FAIL.
What the crap is going on?
When I began my training and workouts a month ago, sideaches never happened. I stretch, I eat somewhat well, I sleep like crap, I do a minimal amount of core training; nothing has changed from when I started.
My legs feel very good, my lungs are good as well. My core is obviously garbage.
With my high level of frustration, I was able to dominate my weight training tonight. A small amount of redemption flowed through my body.
I expect more out of myself in absolutely everything I do. To me, success is the greatest high I can experience. I am not high at all right now; tonight was an absolute failure, and a big wake-up call. In less than four months, I have a half-marathon to run. I was unable to make it a mile before quitting due to some sideaches. What a joke.
Since I am incapable of fixing this problem on my own, I need help from you.
What am I doing wrong? What can I do to get rid of these sideaches? What I am doing is not good enough, and it is as frustrating as anything I have experienced in recent memory. I don’t need anything else to help me not sleep at night.
I am sick of FAILING.
Let us see what tomorrow will bring. Let us see what I will bring to tomorrow.