And the day arrived finally. The day I would not be able to run, which I thought my head and body were fine with, but after all this is what I had been training for and so much looking forward, so it was not really true that I did not care at all… But anyway got all my thoughts on post and this one disappeared as well. So once again, called to the rescue brain memory and let’s share how went this day then…
Friday 23/1 – Up a couple of times during the night, strangely at the time I am used to wake up for eating and drinking before the race. Remained in bed so and around 6am, decided that it could be good to maybe perhaps possibly lift the heavy thing that might be called my body and head to the gym. THE plan was to get through a bike workout before going to watch the race. A bit unsure though whether to go to the arrival or along the route. As there were super stars running, tv-coverage aso this year, I was expecting to have pretty much lots of people at the arrival. SO, bike workout it was. Slowly seeing the clock ticking and turning into 7am. Start of the race. And I was not there. Bike harder then. 7:15am – ok, quick calculation on where the men elites were approximately. Same procedure a couple of time during the bike session. Changed a bit today, having 10 minutes alternative with 2 min standing and 1 min sitting. Felt actually easier than the day before. Stretched the ride to 50 minutes (including 5 min cooldown) and then on the mat. Pushups/Situps challenge and light core. Lots of sweating this morning again. Probably more than if I had been running so far. Back to my room, got a banana and turned on the live-stream from the race. Took 10 minutes or so to get it to work… on my mobile! Anyway, Pretty cool to see the elite men running and remembering (almost) every single cm of the route and the feeling it felt last year. Of course, the trip to Memory Lane was a bit in fast-forward as those guys were running way faster than 1) what I usually do and 2) what my brain could get the images out of its well-sealed images bank. Anyway, got ready and checked the Swedes running. Three in particular: Sara Holmgren, Fredrik Johansson and Fredrik Uhrbom. Noticed their turn at km15.65 and expected time to finish. Wow! That would be fast. Quick thought and planned to go to see Sara after the turn of km36. Would be missing the elites and the Swedish guys, but as fun to see her run her first marathon. The annoying part this year is that the time was shown only at km15.65 and km36.25. Which can be completely incorrect with estimated time. Anyhow, Sara was planned to pass the second time tracker after 2hr 30, so I aimed for that. Well, I did take a bit of time to see the arrival of the elite men (niiiice!), and the elite women (CRAZY beautiful!). Last year I got the elite women passing by when I was on my way towards the dreadful km36 and this actually gave some extra strengths (not probably seen in the pace then, but still!). Back to today, got myself ready for the beach, suncream, bathing suit and shorts. In with my ASICS (only shoes that seem to work at the moment without having to much crippling…) and of course, I was short on time. Ran to the metro and thought to take it to the next stop so I would have some extra time to get ready to take pictures of Sara. But the metro is CLOSED on Friday until 1pm… Yeaaaah! Run more then, under a pretty nice and warm sun, crossing the Internet city, the Knowledge Village and hoping that I was in the correct place. Seeing some people running a bit away confirmed it. Took my place and started to look. Cheering for every single runner there. They ALL needed it, I can guarantee that! Don’t know how I look like at km38+ of a race, but there was definitely need for water and cheering… Got to run and chat with a couple of runners, they all got a personal cheering with their number from me, as at this part of the race, there is most likely NOT to be a lot of people running together. After a while I thought I had missed Sara and planned to go back home. When turning back, noticed a gal stopping on the side and definitely not feeling good. OK, this one will get more attention I thought. Going back and cheering a bit, until she passed me and I recognize her. Hmmm, that was a little off the estimated time, but who cares. Missed my shots, so I ran along her and cheered a bit. Talked and talked. Asking how she went (not too good…had stopped a couple of time…stomach not optimal at all…heavy…) and proposing to run along her (Yeaaah! at this time, I was not caring much about my stupid feet). Which she accepted with a bit crisped smile. So I did 🙂 Did the talking and she did the running. That felt heavy. Chatted and chatted and chatted more. Asked a couple of times whether it was bothering her, but that was ok. Just to continue. Check whether her boyfriend would be at the arrival, and he would. And we were at km39. Almost there. Definitely not the best outfit for running I had. And nope, the suncream was not adapted neither. Felt it running along the whole body, like I was showering. But if that would make Sara finish, that was all fine. Closer to the last water station. Sara took a bottle and a few zips. She did not want more to drink. Had no idea of the pace we had and just hoped she was fine with what she was running. Got my camera out (yes, I was running in bathing suit (with a singlet) and shorts and had my phones in one hand and my little purse in the other one. As I said, the optimal outfit for running…NOT!). Got Sara to smile and nice pictures were taken. He he he! Now I know I can run and take nice pic as well! And we were at km40 already and 41 was shortly passed. Tried to described as much as I could and remember the route to Sara so she would have something to focus on (OR I was completely screwing her concentration but she was too tired to tell otherwise… I think she was fine with my talking though). And arrived the final turn, 600m, full sun in the eyes, could no longer run by her side on the road so got on the other side of the fence and ran there as long as I could. Still cheering and off I let her go. Could not run more unless I would have run on the people watching the race on the side… Quick stop at the loo for showering the body (feet, legs and up to the belly). Nice indeed! The suncream was really scratching all over the legs and belly. The face was red and seriously looking like I needed special care. Out to find Sara, but after checking with a runner who did not find her in the massage tent I headed back home. No walking but light jog, as the feet remembered their original state and reminded me right away how stupid it was to have run. Took 2.5km before I capitulated and took a cab home. Indeed in my happiness for running beside Sara, I did not thinking really that I would have to get back home the other way around afterwards…
Back home, shower, a bit of food and then time for resting at the pool. Reading, half-sleeping and definitely no bathing (freezing cold water). Got a nice tan and well-rested feet. That was the plan (at least for the second part). Evening spent with one of my roommates Simon, watching movies on tv and chatting about life, Dubai, Australia, Sweden aso. After Wolverine and IronMan, it was highly time for bed. Which completed very well this day a race was run and I was not in it (almost…)
Let’s give it a new try… Post from 22/1, retrieved from brain memory, i.e. not fully accurate to the original post probably… Related to Wednesday 21 and Thursday 22 January 2015…
Soon race day and still no functioning foot. Spent the last few days wondering really about all this. So here are some thoughts (certainly in a nice disorder, but after all this post was written 3 days ago and there was THEN some order in my thoughts…)…
After a way-too short night of less than 4 hours (got early to Dubai, trip to my apartment, settling a bit, showering after a whole day travel, sending a few work emails and crashing on the bed…), it was Wednesday . Got ready to go to SkyDive Dubai, where the BIB delivery was done this year. Unsure why, because it is literally on the other side of the city. But staying close to Dubai Internet City, I jumped into my BGS and made the 6km there easily (OK, not too easy, because I had to cross some roads than maybe pedestrians are no allowed to). Walk walk walk, and finally arrived. The left foot felt ok, not 100% fine, but no screaming. At the distribution tent, I asked a nice guy at the entrance whether there was any chance for transferring my registration to next year as I was not able to run. Indeed in my twisted mind, I still thought it would be possible to register either to the 10K or even to the 4K-FunRun, but when arriving at this moment, I had for the first time the thought of transferring the registration…) Got directed to a nice lady called Lery who told me that “Sure. Email to this address and indicate you talk to me and wish to move the registration to next year”. That was enough to get me crying and hugging her. (Did I say that my mind was twisted in a way? Must have looked pretty foolish actually…but I would not care less!). Happy with the largest “H” on the planet, I left the tent without looking back. I would be there next year and just like that, it felt that a huge and heavy stone was removed from my chest blocking my breathing. On the way back home, I realized I did not have any food since a while, so stopped by a foodstore. But nothing appealed my appetite, so ended with a bottle of water and a protein Arabic bread (super yummy!). And continued to walk. But if the left foot was actually behaving (making me think that the theory advanced by the shoe store on Monday may have had some ground here, i.e. BGD was a better shoe for my feet), the right one was actually starting to burn. And THIS, my friends, this is ABSOLUTELY not something a runner want to feel in their shoes. The brain just tried to ignore it, making the footsteps a bit shorter and the pace a bit slower. Finally got home through a shorter path. 12km by foot… (This was strange actually to be back here. I am staying close to the place I was the first time I ran in Dubai, but it was pretty empty of everything back then. Now it is filled with new buildings (4 years later) and still building!). Back to my wonderful feet. Reaching home, removing the sock and tadaaaaaaam! Yapp, the largest blister ever seen on the back of my foot was the reason for the burning feeling. Good move not to have stopped and remove the sock earlier! OK, what to do with this? Someone wanting to tell me that NO, YOU SHALL NOT RUN (?)… Probably! So the afternoon went pretty easy with work and when finished, core / push-ups / sit-ups challenge, a bit of food shopping and evening reading. Tired for sure!
Thursday started pretty early, but turned into my bed not really well-decided to go up. Got to meet one of my roommates, Simon from Australia, chatted a bit and then prepared my food box (fruit salad) before leaving to Jumeira Beach Park. Walked to Internet City and took the bus there. He he he! Feeling almost home, knowing which bus line to use to going to the beach 🙂 The only little thing was that arrived at Jumeira Beach Park it appeared under renovation and I had to wait for a bus on the other direction to go to Jumeira 3. There it was really cool. They have arranged a running track with “soft” (?) material to run on. Really quiet and cozy. Took my spot on the sand and stayed there the rest of the afternoon. By 4pm the wind was annoying enough to make me move back home. Bus back (unfortunate problem with all my FOUR cards which had a too low value to use the bus, but must have looked desperate to reach home, because the bus driver was very kind and let me in the bus until the end station. Thank you again!). Walking home was no easy. The left foot had woken up in the morning and not happy and the right foot just could not be in a close shoe, because of the bubble in the back of it. Shower and more food shopping. Got to chat with Simon again and then it was time to examine this stupid right foot. Not much of a blister, more a bubble of hard skin, so extremely painful when touching it BUT when having a gaze and tape on it, it was fine to have the foot in a shoe… Don’t ask. Don’t know how this work!). Decided to jump on the saddle in the gym downstairs and got to choose the program “random” (i.e. up&downs, changing every 10seconds) for 45 minutes and to pep the ride a bit, I chose to do a 10-minutes alternate minutes with standing and sitting between minute 20 & 30. Of course, having most of the standing minutes when the stupid bike-program is changing to “hill” instead of “flat”… Me and my luck!… But at least it felt nice with some training. Added core&stability as well. The biking got me so extremely sweaty and I probably drunk 1l during and more afterwards. Got to do more work and tried to get some sleep. But the brain and body were not fully agreeing on that. They are still on for a race tomorrow. My plan is to wake up early enough to bike and then to get to the marathon route and cheer for the runners…
Soooo…more to come then…
What about the Ds and the Ss then? Got through Disappointment of not running a race I really like. Not only because of a stupid foot, but most of all because this happened to closely to the race. Shortly followed by Disbelief, which made me think that maybe this was a sign that the body did not want to do it any longer, the running part, that it was showing loud and clear that enough was enough. Could I even be running more and soon? Because pretty soon came Disarray, what about my plans, my lovely and fun running plans? Direct to the rubbish bin? At the same time as the bunch of shoes that are occupying my entrance hall at home?… (Yaaaa, you probably got the point by now… not a highly motivated feeling in the mind by then). But after meeting this nice lady, it felt different. First for the Sun, because I am a true believer that the sun and the warmth are solving a lot of things (and if not, they are at least more pleasant to have than the current cold we have at home in Sweden…). Followed by the Sea, which is so nice and blue and beautiful here. And despite not bathing (well, I did (twice!) bath up to the belly, but seriously?!?!? it is cold water here!!!), it is so relaxing to rest on the sand, listening to the sound of the waves, the wind and the regular calls for prayers. Nice indeed. and finally Serenity (which is not only the name of the wifi in my apartment here – very convenient name!), but once again, having been able to postpone my participation seemed to have put a part of my mind at peace (for a little while at least).
Not only I could not run the race I like BUT as well my two last blog posts have been saved locally on my android and apparently the recent update of WordPress app (which I smartly did on Wednesday while away from home) made my life not much fun with just removing all my posts and not being able to refresh them… Well, this is what the stupid app is saying since two days. And still waiting for the support to help. If any help can be given.
About this post then? Well, written from my laptop. But my local drafts are supposed to by on my android. Not sure any more. Will try to re-write them (I felt inspired 🙂 ). But would Shakespeare re-write Romeo and Juliet if he had lost his original manuscript? Probably. But it would be different. Will se how I do.
For now, resting a bit after a full day under the sun at the pool, trying to figure out what to do with my feet…
More to come…real soon 🙂
(and yes, if anyone out there has this problem with their android and wordpress, please post a comment on how you solved it!)
Your toughness is made up of equal parts persistence and experience. You don’t so much outrun your opponents as outlast and outsmart them, and the toughest opponent of all is the one inside your head.
– Joe Henderson
Ok. Time to leave now. The heart is definitely not there, but the left foot ain’t there either…
Weekend on bike turned a bit differently than planned. After core workout, got ready for an easy hour bike tour. The only little thing that stopped me was… this stupid lock that a neighbour had unfortunately closed on my bike as well… Really annoyed, got to skip my bike plans. Cleaning at home became the morning workout then! Had to rush a bit to see the arrival of Sandsjöbacka trail marathon and got there exactly in time to see “Tricky” rushing the final 200m. Muddy legs was an understatement!!! Really admiring those who ran, for the toughness of the route and the weather conditions. Could talk with my naprapath about my foot (he ran the race and was kind enough to still talk about my foot 🙂 ). Overwork probably and resting is the solution. After providing a bit of post-race assistance to “Tricky” (I know how it is after a race, so no issue to help getting food, water or bag), headed to the city for a nice afternoon hot chocolate and walk in the parc with nice company. Talking talking and talking…. does help to forget this stupid foot. Then home, a bit of packing and evening out, eating moules – frites with another friend. Yapp, not the food planned before the race, but as I cannot run it, as good to eat something I like even if it means carbs in it (oooh, Yaaaa! Dessert was a hot chocolate fondant 😉 ). Late back home and still with my bike locked to the other one. So had to take action…25 minutes later my bike was free.
Late in bed and early up. Core challenge fine and time for bike tour with a friend. Under drizzling rain. And more talking. Short stop at the sea and then back home and freezing. Rest of the day chilling out. And working. So the weekend was completed then!
Finally-Monday arrived with early meetings. Got as well the chance to have a time at the physiotherapist Anna, to look at my foot. Which she did. Apparently having a left foot a bit “tight” (?) and should add some routines to smoothen it. Would probably as well impact positively the calf and hamstring on the same side. Almost horrified with the way my hips are working (or rightly said “not working”). So stretch for this as well. She also sent me to a shoe place working with insulates. Spent some time there. Listening carefully but honestly not understanding all what was said, apart from:1) my Asics shoes are apparently rubbish after 300-500km and 2) indeed an insulate might help the foot/leg/hip movement. No time unfortunately to solve this for Dubai, so will come back to be checked next week.
SO: final meeting and work, and it was time to close this suitcase (including 2 pairs of running shoes… You never know! But definitely not for the marathon). Got a fun time looking at possible races for 2015 🙂 Tricky to sleep as the head and body were really preparing for a race. So it turned into real late in bed. And surely forgetting something in my packing which I will discover when I arrive…
Up at regular hour today, double checked my bag and suitcase and got on the mat for core challenge. Hot tea with honey for the throat which is making me coughing. And here it came, the time to leave. A bit of traveling to get there. It is snowy here and hopefully the sun of Dubai will compensate a bit for the inability to run the race I like. Airport check-in competed. Books purchased. Sandwich chicken-tomato-avokado eaten (Yummy!!!). Soon boarding…
More to come. New countdown to start soon… 🙂
And so arrived the final well and with it a left foot which does not seem willing to cooperate. Really unfortunate. Got a full day rest yesterday, hoping today would start well. But this stupid foot made itself reminded already before going out of bed. Skipped the planned training with colleagues and stayed longer in bed instead.
Which dis not help apparently. Work all morning, meaning not much effort from the feet. Got ready for an easy run at lunch and it took 200m to feel it was just not ok. Turned back to go to the shoes store close to home and asked them to check how I was running. Apparently a bit inside but it looked normal to me. He said I maybe tape the wrong part (should be lifting the inside and not the outside of the foot according to him). Off with the tape and out to run. But still not ok. Speed after 3.5 km. Got ready to test a very short and fast bout. Worked perfectly… Pace wise. Because the foot hated it. Just had to get back home, shower and back to work for not crying over this.
The long story made short: no race next week. Should not and cannot risk a foot for a race. Feels really rubbish. But so it is.
Will drown my sadness into bicycling over the weekend. At least I will remain in good shape even though I cannot run. Not to good start for the year ;-(
Today, the countdown has reached M Day-8… Yapp, the countdown that starts so many days, weeks, months before is now down to this little figure… Aaaaaaaaaahhh! What should be done now. Since Thursday the left foot has not been cooperating too well. Got a rest day on Friday as planned and an easy run on Saturday. But when getting my butt out on Sunday… took a few 20-40m to feel the foot was not too well, and 2-400m to decide that I would not jeopardize my foot for a training 2 weeks before a race. So back home and run cancelled. Probably the first time EVER (?) that I cancel a run after a few hundreds. Rested on Sunday and Monday was “copy/paste” from Sunday (although I went to work and got to bed indecently late). Did massage this stupid foot every evening and slept with a nice scent of tiger balm in the bedroom. Tuesday morning felt ok, almost the foot that I forgot I had! Did massage it with tiger balm before going to work and thought afterwards that I would probably not be the best colleague to sit beside during the morning training as my foot was having this strong liniment scent 🙂 Nobody complained (or nobody dared to complain…). Anyhow, Tuesday ended with a 21km bike tour in the dark and the crazy cold. Could hardly feel my fingertops and my toes after 4km… and it was still 4ºC outside… Hot shower, more massage and bed time. Did my light core exercises in the morning btw and this is always those 10minutes bringing all the strength required for the day 🙂 Great!
Today Wednesday started late(r) than planned. Got to rush the preparation of breakfast and headed to work pretty fast. Until it was lunch time and there I happily (and anxiously?) changed into running gear. Hit the pavement with a bit mixed feelings and started to run. The left foot felt like running on the FULL under foot, when the right one behaved as usual. Got to km3 with the heavy feeling of running “blue whale-style” (if blue whales could run, they would do it this way…). Really heavy feeling and thought I was way off in the slow-motion paces. But nope. sub5 and continuing the rest of the run this way. The left foot made itself reminded from time to time, but nothing terrible or harmful. When stopping the run, it felt…nothing. So yes, maybe the shoes can impact a bit. Definitely possible to run the race next week at this pace, but that would mean being 50 minutes slower than my plan… would be a good long run under the sun…not fully satisfactory though. Anyhow, it will go the way it will go. No need to make plans at the moment as the foot is not fine and far from optimal. Not even running on endorphins would help at this point. Will see then…
Time for more tea before resting and bed time (already gasping…)
8 days to go 🙂
Day to check this foot. Not too late in bed yesterday. Ensure had eaten enough carb (took extra sweets, just in case 🙂 ). Final check to the weather before switching off the light: great! 5ºC and rain on the menu. Have seen worse! WHen the clock rang at 3:20am – yes, you read correctly -, the brain was clear and peaceful, but a bit unsure why I needed to wake up at this time, especially when hearing the rain pouring down outside. But once again, the little warrior in me (there must be one, really, to justify going up at this time of the night for going out for a long run!) move that body and got it dressed. And it was time to start running…under the rain…and no men… 😛
Had thought running close to home just in case the foot or another part of the body would be complaining. But apparently the brain had better ideas. Headed towards the water and got a nice run along the harbours. Of course the rain was out to play. Of course there was headwind or sidewind. But shortly I felt a nice little tailwind and just.enjoyed. Got to this nice little 1km track in the wood, but apparently nobody is supposed to run there at 5:25am…because there was no light at all. And running in pitch black in the woods ain’t on my program 🙂 So headed back home on this lovely wet asphalt instead. Just so extremely nice to be out and run. Surely a little chilly when the rain hit the bare skin on the thighs and when the wind is making it even worse. But at the end, this little morning long run turned into 30km no more no less and I still had time to shower, eat a little snack and prepare breakfast for the kids before laying down on the mat with the legs up and resting for 35 minutes 🙂 Timing IS everything! And after this little morning escapade, and the well-deserved rest, I did some little rolling on the foamroller for the hamstrings. Nice actually 🙂 The left foot felt a bit while running, but all-in-all, it worked out quite wel.
Then it was time for work. Meetings on meetings, crazy hungry at 9:30am (ate my rice and 2 avocados) and then already lunch (sushi). And more meetings in the afternoon. The walking back home on heels shoes felt really long and slow. The dinner of tagliatelle with smoked salmon was a blessing 🙂 Took 2 portions! Now tea and easy evening watching a movie. And it is only 6:40pm… Want to go to bed…now…
Enough for one day!
Since Sunday, got a conscience check: to rest or not to rest. That was well enough to take two day of rest for noticing whether this stupid left foot would let it go (or not). Gave it a try yesterday (Tuesday) with taped foot, and it worked fine. Easy 10km ended with a good feeling. So nice that I actually could spend the rest of the day walking as normal 🙂 Not bad right? And filled with this enthusiasm, I even made my own day with a long workout for core & stability. Yes, it does help for the running (and not just to set nice patterns on the stomach 🙂 ). Too late in bed, but satisfied as there had been no snow falling as it was forecasted…
Saying this quick because this morning, there was a light white cover waiting for me on the streets when I headed for an early morning run 😦 Not too fun as it was slippery. And wet and cold (in the water pools…). But otherwise, it felt nice to run. Once again, taped foot, but so what. If this is what it takes for the next 15 days… so be it. Rest of day working (i.e. sitting most of the time in meetings), so the foot did not complained too much. Had a talk with the naprapath that checked my knee, hip, foot and he said that taping was fine and that if all felt OK tomorrow, I could give it a try for the running plans I have. After this one, then we would see how it goes. Probably needing a bit more rest. With so short time left before the race, the only thing that can happen is to screw up the training if not taking it easy and intelligently running.
So yes, the question remain: to rest or not to rest? Suggestions?
Easy end of the weekend, mostly due to this light sensible pay on the outside of my left foot. Tricky to describe where, but it felt for sure. So skipped the running and went for a rest day, watching table tennis tournament and keeping my foot at ease. Surely some core exercises were included in this unplanned rest day.
Today Monday, back to work. Although it did not start as I wished with a morning run. The left foot was still sensitive, so the choice was easy: 17 days to go before first race of the year? Nothing can be improved really, but much can be destroyed by doing extra runs when the foot clearly says there is something odd. Work all day and then it was time for dinner already. Followed by movie and massage of the foot with Tiger balm. Does it help? Don’t know. But at least it is worth a shot.
And news for today: finally got a little foamroller worth patterns on it. Not as torture as with a coca cola bottle actually. Could do full 18 minutes of rolling with almost no pain. Most of the ache came from the hands that had to support the body while rolling in certain positions. Got a 2 minutes each exercise (quads, calve, hamstrings, butt, ITB, back of the thighs). All good. A bit red afterwards, but still ok.
Now time for some rest, going tomorrow will allow for an outing. Without the snow that one of the weather forecast sites is announcing though…
Keep on running and have fun!
First week of the new year reaching its end… Time for a short summary on how 2014 went…
Figures first: Races: 4 marathons, 4 half-marathons, 3 10K, 2 smaller races.
Back to the beginning: Dubai marathon. Great start with a new PB by 4min 44sec and year objective reached by 1min 1 sec… Could not wish for better first race of the year. Once again, tricky conditions for training with rubbish weather in December and January, BUT a really good finish of the year training with 477km run in December which probably helped a bit for getting this result. Sun shining… and surely starting to think about what other objectives should be set for this marathon distance for the rest of the year… Next step: busy March with first : Semi de Paris. New PB by 16sec for a race which was counting as training-race. Good way to train the running, the “Oooohhhhh nooooo… I dropped my gel and had only one for the whole race…what should I do now”-energy plan and enjoy fully the scenery 🙂 Two weeks later, had nothing else to do but to register to an 8km Spring run and got a PB on it (once again, first time run = PB 🙂 Liking it!). And then came the cherry on the cake: Copenhagen half-marathon, standing as well this year for World championships in half-marathon. CRAZY new PB by 2min 41sec since SdP at the start of the same month. Getting as well WAY under the objective set for the year. And a great celebration with running-buddy “Trickie” who was joining the race as well. So after this, the cup felt full and happy I was. The year had only gone 3 months and all felt fine… Got to run our 4km terrain club championship and got first place woman 🙂 Still fine year, right? But it was without counting Rotterdam marathon in April. Dubai, Copenhagen, Rotterdam and Chicago were the A-races of the year. But having set PB in Dubai and Copenhagen, I was more than happy to run a fast race in Rotterdam and that would do… But nope. All preparations had gone well, two weeks after Copenhagen I was standing in Rotterdam with stomach aches and not able to keep anything in my tummy. So the plan was just to complete the race… Which ended with a first half in 1hr25 and a final time of 2:57:25, new PB by 1min 44 since Dubai… and 4th in age category 🙂 Wow, the year was just great. After that focus was on Chicago in autumn, with a few races on the way there. First was mid-may with III Subida a la Cruz de Benidorm, 10K race which I took first day of “training-vacation” in Spain and got happily to cross the finish line first of all ladies (after a huge 2km uphill and a super fast 2km downhill in the middle). This fun training-race under the sun was followed by a lovely sunny training week in Spain (and crazy pain on the front of hamstrings… which made me understand WHY downhill training is of importance sometimes!). Back home it was time for Göteborgsvarvet. There was a dip in motivation for this race. Which was anyhow planned as training race and hopefully to get sub90. Which I did…for a couple of hours…until the elite field was granted with 14 extra seconds for all times due to issue with the start clock. Ending 1sec above 90min… Next stop was two weeks later, the capital and Stockholm marathon. Once again this was as well Swedish Championships and even though it was not top-race on my plan, sub3 was a wish… This was without thinking of a bad turn that happened the week before and the pain in the knee until the race. Got the race done, half way as planned but by km30, the knee just did not want to cooperate. Good time anyway with 7min 43sec faster than last year, but missed the sub3. No worry, I had my knee still there and that what’s matter right? A PB without knee? Not too good 😉 Followed a recovery month, meaning crazy daily rehab training, skipping the 10K-races planned in July and finally got to run ONE 10K on the 2nd day of Augsut. Musselloppet. Crazy time right before the race (took us over 2 hours for driving a distance which should have taken us like…30min?), arrived at the race 10min before start and understood when getting there that it was NOT a flat race, but a 2-laps race with hills… No crazy time, but got the “knee-test” passed. No pain. All good for next race at the end of August: Midnattsloppet Göteborg. This one is a midnight run and started with 5min heavy rain on us, right before a delayed start. got a good training (when I woke up after 4km reminding myself it was a 10K and not a 42K…). Once again, knee-test ended well. So training continued and it was time to get ready for the test-run before Chicago: Stockholm half-marathon (standing for Swedish Championship this year). Great weather, body fine, still took it easy for not pressing the knee. Which ended in a PB (he he he…you know…first time for this race = automatic PB 🙂 ) and a sub90 half-marathon which gave me a 36th place in the Swedish Championships. Happy, because there were crazy fast chicks this year! Got to congratulate JP for his crazy achievement in this race too. So nice to be able to celebrate after a race with people you like 🙂 All-in-all, it felt that “more ready cannot be” and October was already there. And Chicago marathon. Spent a week in crazy warm North Carolina the week before and got to Chicago where a mild weather was given to us. “Tricky” was there as well, which made this race even more fun. Right before the start, the left calf did a bit of boring reminder like “youhouhou…I’m here…”-like, but race is a race and it was just one of the most amazing experiences to be in this race. Until 20km, all felt good and perfect, but then the calf did not cooperate too much, and the choice was pretty simple: I have two calve (got them at borth: no change nor refund possible) and there will be other races… Chose to slow down and complete the race. Will be back there in better shape. Missed the sub3, but got rewarded with a 1380th place out of 40,418 participants. 172nd woman. I think it is good 🙂 Got some rest after that. A bit of motivation was lost due to this “miss” in Chicago, the calve were not too happy, letting me run but not as much I wanted really. So skipped all races for the rest of the year and focused on training to get the best start in 2015. Ended December with a new all-time-high in volum with 513.5km run 🙂 A good ending.
Sooooo: for last year: 2014 was a great year for running. In figures (because it is fun!): 3,929.1km and over 313 hours spent on the roads (the number of steps added to 3,384,900 (calculated with an average of 180 steps/min :)), on 3 continents. Travelling is part of it and fun, but not all the time. Food? a couple of problems before races, which strangely gave me the best times achieved this year. Looking a bit more on food for recovery. When I have time… Long runs? not as many as I wished, but definitely lots of fun out there! Massage? Should be sponsored by a massage company for all the time I spend there too! Core exercises? Surely a great improvement since last year. Can be seen on pictures 🙂 but as well in the running where it feels better longer. Back ache? nope. Alternative training? biking a bit and not enough swimming (this will change this year!). Running on terrain? Surely added this in summer and late autumn (will continue this year too!). Trained under any weather condition and did take time for resting too (thanks for a wonderful crazy sunny summer, got a nice tan as well ;).
Would say that the year had gone all well as a whole. With surely some times with feeling down, bits of lack of motivation, knee and calve showing that one should clearly respect one’s own body when running and training in general. But when looking back, it was a great year. Let’s see what 2015 brings us, shall we?
New year, blank training diary, positive temperatures and still feeling sour. Probably the worse way to stay the year, but still. Had a good 90 minutes run yesterday, light core aaaaaaand it was already only 11am… How to fill the rest of this first day of the year? Laundry? Done. Vaccuumcleaning? Done. Tidying? Done (most of it). So really, what was left was to just do not much 😦 and listen to the rain falling. The only annoying thing (certainly among many others) when getting a place on the couch in front of the tv, is that it gives headache… Yes, can assure this. And by 5pm I felt just so extremely terribly bad that it felt like time to go to bed. Arranged a lunch for Saturday and then just headed to bed. And of course, THEN there is no way to be able to sleep. Just headache in the dark (and still listening to the rain…).
SOOOO, when opening the eyes this morning, 2nd day of the new year, it felt like a blessing that the headache was gone. Started to press my oranges and mix my disgusting green mix…when…I just remembered…it was rest day today… 😦 NOOOOOOOoooooo! When I was just feeling good, the weather is better since a few days and it is time to get some rest 😦 Why? Surely because the program says so. But not only. Really trying to get some good recovery so the body can take even more and better training workouts. So rest days are necessary evils. Back to the couch, back to watching rubbish on tv. Actually it was suiting well because the weather forecast had announced an alarm for stormy weather… (Hmmmm, when writing this post, it is 8:30pm and I am still waiting for the storm to come…). Anyhow, considered several times to get on the mat for doing some strength exercises…but once again…it IS rest day!. By 3pm I got enough and the little person in my head did say to lift the butt, get dressed and go out. Which I did. A bit of walking in the city. Disappointedly not founding a single “regular” clothe. Went to eat lunch (indecently late) at a Chinese buffet restaurant (which I regret now, because my stomach is upset) and then got back home after 2 hours with training basics for me and presents for others. Well arrived, the home was still in no need for laundry, cleaning or whatever such activity (OK, maybe the windows need a bit of work, but not now in the middle of the winter!). So on with the evil tv. But this time it took only short before changing and heading to the mat for core & stability training. Yapp, the other little person in my head did recognise that despite being a rest day, core&stability could be considered as low-intensity activity 🙂 And it feels so good afterwards. TRY IT! This time I even added to the Swiss Ball serie some Ball Knee tucks. I generally have Ball pikes, but today it was added this new one. Maybe not too smart to do both following each other in the serie, but when it is done…it feels soooo good (yes, I said it already!).
Summary of the day: waste of most of the time in idling in front of the tv. Not even enjoying it. Well-used 37minutes for strength training and a bit of walking. Rest days, please, make yourself a bit more fun in the future. That would help to even maybe look forward to you 🙂
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