Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Memorial Day Weekend 2011!

Although the weather is pretty iffy this time of year, you've gotta love the unofficial start of the summer. Ever since I started dating Dan, Memorial Day weekend always meant heading to Alexandria Bay to stay with his parents for the weekend. Up until 5 years ago or so, they lived in North Syracuse and had their place up in "the Bay" as their summer camp. However, recently, they live there during the summer and in Florida in the winter.

This year, Dan and Alex had Friday off, so once I got out of work at 3:00, we rushed to get out of town. On Thursday, I checked out the storage space of my new vehicle, a Toyota Rav4, and came to the conclusion that we wouldn't have enough room for Alex, our 95 lb black lab Campbell, our luggage, and my bike. I was very bummed that the bike would probably have to stay home. All day Friday I thought there had to be a way to get it in the space we had. As soon as I got home, I worked my magic and got everything in. Woo hoo! Since I was going to be away, I was going to miss Saturday's training ride at Green Lakes, so I really wanted to bring it with me to get in a ride or two.

Soon we were on our way and soon we ran into rain. Great! I hoped the entire weekend wouldn't be a washout.





The further we drove north, the colder it got. When we left the house the temperature read 70*. By the time we got to my in-laws it was 55*. Great! Rainy AND cold! Just what I want!

Next thing we knew we were getting off our exit. Yeah!



My brother-in-law and his wife have a place next door to my in-laws. They have two little girls and Alex loves to play with them. He brought his portable DVD player up and they had fun watching some movies and playing.



Ever since I've been running more this winter, I've had it in my mind that once I got back up to camp, I was going to run across the Thousand Island Bridge. A neighbor of my in-laws at camp goes out for 7 mile runs and I've always thought he was crazy. But now I'M the crazy one. So, I decided Saturday morning would be the day.

I went to put my Garmin on and noticed the battery died on it. So, I quickly downloaded a free app on my phone called My Tracks so I could determine the distance and I was on my way.



I got to the base of the bridge on the mainland and started making my way up, up, up. I motivated myself with reminders of the Mountain Goat about a month ago. Next thing I know, I'm at the peak heading down toward Welsley Island. There's not much to offer in terms of running paths at the base of the bridge, so I touched the Island and turned to make my way back to the mainland. This next picture is making my way back to the peak on my return trip.



The next picture is taken from the peak facing toward the South West.



This view is facing toward the North East. Not much of a view with all the bridge in the way. But in between you can see Swan Bay where my in-laws live.



Now that Alex is six years old, we decided to treat him to a go-cart ride for the first time at the Alex Bay 500. He was very excited about it...until we sat in the car. Is it going to be loud? Don't go too fast! I only want to go one lap! All his worries ended within 5 seconds and he was squealing with delight.



The weather was pretty good all weekend with the exception of a big thunderstorm that chased us inside for awhile.



We woke up Monday morning to beautiful sunshine and blue skies. I was pretty sure it was going to get pretty hot out, so I decided to do my training early. I went for a bike ride out and back on Route 12 on Sunday. But on Monday, I wanted to ride the bike course of the River Rat Triathlon which will take place in late August. I'm not totally sure I'm going to do the tri, but I wanted to ride the course because of the hills. I knew it would be a good replacement for the missed Green Lakes ride. I drove my bike into the town of Clayton and parked just about where the triathlon will start.



I didn't take any pictures during my ride, but it was a good one with about 4 big hills...great prep for Green Lakes. I was very happy at the end because I really feel good about shifting now. My legs were literally shaking when I was finished. I wanted to make it a brick, so I headed out for what I wanted to be a 5K. Right after I started I was beat. I wasn't even a mile in and all I wanted to do was turn back to my vehicle. But, I shuffled along and ran about 2.5 miles.

The highlight is running across the small bridge to Washington Island. It's a tiny island with a loop that the triathlon run course will go on and also the Save the River 5K which I've run the last two years and plan to run again at the end of July. It's so pretty and there's always such a nice breeze. I just wanted to run back and forth on that little bridge all day.



So, now we're home and back to reality. My training was great this weekend covering 32.5 miles on the bike and about 8.5 miles running. My eating wasn't all that great, but what can you expect on a holiday weekend and when you're eating at someone else's house? At work today we had a catered lunch from Dinosaur BBQ, so my plan is to concentrate on eating better starting tomorrow. My grocery shopping trip to Wegman's this afternoon was successful and full of heathly stuff, so I'm hoping I can get back on track.

TTFN!

Monday, May 9, 2011

In The Battle of (Wo)Man VS Food...

Food wins...ALWAYS!

I am disgusted with myself. I can't stop myself from eating crap. It's not that I don't know what I need to eat and what I need to avoid. Believe me, I KNOW!

In 2002, I joined Weight Watchers and lost 23 pounds. I watched portions, ate things that were good for me, and avoided things that weren't so good for me.

Last year, while training for my first Iron Girl triathlon, I lost 18 pounds. During the training, I participated in the YMCA's 12-Week Challenge. It was kind of like a Biggest Loser contest where pounds lost and percent lost was taken into consideration to determine winners. The top 3 finishers got prizes...I came in 4th place by only 1 point.

Right now I'm once again participating in a YMCA challenge. For this one, you paid $10 and the goal is to lose 10 pounds in 10 weeks. Do it and you get your money back. Don't do it and they keep your money.

So, even though I'm in the middle of a contest, I still choose to eat crap. We had a class today and we ordered pizza and wings for them for lunch. Luckily, the only pizza the students left were about 3 slices of mushroom, so I didn't have any. If they had left something different, I'm certain I would have had a slice. There were some wings left and I made sure to have a couple...or 3...or 4. Then, we put cookies out for them for an afternoon snack. I'll just have 1...OK, maybe 1 more...and 1 more...and 1 more.

WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?!?!?!?

At times, I don't bring food with me because I know there will be food left over from the students. This morning, I decided to bring a salad so I could be "good." I also brought something to have as a mid-morning snack and an afternoon snack. I ate the salad in addition to the wings, but the snacks sat there.

I will pat myself on the back because I did eat my mid-morning snack after I got home and got Alex off the bus. I'm notorious for stuffing my face once Alex gets home. I did stuff my face, but this one was pretty good:



It's a recipe from Wegman's called Super Sunrise Start. VERY GOOD and VERY GOOD FOR YOU!

While I was standing at the kitchen counter enjoying this, I also was tempted by this:



This was left over from Mother's Day yesterday. My mom brought them over for dessert. What I should do is throw it all away or have Dan bring it in to his work. If I bring it in to work then I will be the one to eat it. Dan isn't crazy about sweets, so he's got a better chance of avoiding it. But, I know tonight after dinner, I will help myself to something.

I hate how food has such control over me. Always has and it feels like it always will. I think it was on Biggest Loser this season where I heard the quote that goes something like this: "Saying NO to that (some sort of "bad" food) is saying YES to me." Why can't I have that mind-set? I just want to stare food in the eye, give it the finger, and defeat it once and for all.

Someday...

Sunday, May 1, 2011

The Goat Has Been Tamed! Mountain Goat Race Report

A few weeks ago I registered for the 10 Mile Mountain Goat Run and immediately I regretted it. Up until today, the most I ran was about 8.5 miles and right after, my foot started hurting because of a stress fracture. Leading up to the race, I was very nervous. It wasn't because I thought I didn't have the stamina to finish. It was because I was afraid that part way through the race my foot would start hurting again and I wouldn't be able to finish. I've never not completed a race. I thought there was a real chance it might happen today.

In fact, I was so nervous, that I had a couple Mountain Goat dreams this week:

Dream 1: I started the Mountain Goat fine and ran about half way. At that point, I didn't think I could finish and I went into a shelter for homeless people. I stayed there for an hour or two before realizing that I could do it. I went outside and started to run again. At this point, it was night time and dark out. The course was closed and no one was there to help me. There were some shady looking characters in the neighborhood, so I got scared and ran back to the shelter. Somehow, my car was in their parking lot, so I got in a drove home.

Dream 2: I was running the Mountain Goat, but for some reason, the distance was 13.1 miles and it was a two loop course. Parts of the course reminded me of the Iron Girl course, but one thing was different: part of the course went through people's houses. I ran through one house toward the end of the first loop then I realized I was running through it again. I was so excited that I was near the finish, but I woke up before actually crossing the finish line.

Weird!!!!

One thing I like to do is collect motivational quotes and I keep them in a small journal in my purse. I added one recently that I really liked and I decided to write it on my hand just in case I felt like stopping. The actual quote is longer, so I shortened it to fit my palm:



Pre-Race
I parked in the gated lot that we use for work and I got there right when Karyn's husband John was unloading the kids into their stroller. I walked over to Clinton Square with him and met Karyn on the way. Eventually I met up with Shawn and her husband and saw a few of the Y runners and also Coach Kevin. We made our way over to the start area and next thing I know, the clock is running and so are the participants.

Race Time
I was happy to be running with Shawn because I figured we'd be there to motivate each other and to talk to and keep our minds off of the pain. Unfortunately, she had a bathroom emergency and had to leave me before the 1st mile marker. I was on my own. I wasn't exactly liking that.

A little while after passing the first mile marker, we got to the first hill. Here we go! My plan was to walk/jog up the hills, so I alternated on this hill. There were a few places where it flattened out and I took advantage and ran these parts. Running in Onondaga Park was very nice with the gorgeous view of the small lake and the Dome.

Next thing I knew we were headed down. Woo hoo!

I remember being so happy to see the 5 mile marker. As I approached the marker, the guy stationed here yelled out, "You're less than half way! Now you are half way! Now you're more than half way!"

I also remember passing the 10K marker. Up until that point, I had never run a race longer than 10K. Now I have.

The hill up Colvin was horrible. I walked the entire way.

Anohter memorable marker was the one at 9 miles. Not only was there just 1 mile to go, but I knew this was the farthest I had run EVER. Very proud of myself here.

Goal #1 was to finish. At this point, I knew that would happen. Goal #2 was to finish in less than 1 hour. I had been running about a 12 minute pace and when I passed the 9 mile marker, I was at about 1:47:00. I had 13 minutes to run 1 mile. I figured it was possible, but my legs were burning and didn't want to cooperate. I wanted so badly to walk, but I refused. I actually yelled at myself, "You are NOT walking!"

When I turned right on Salina Street I could see the finish line, but it seemed so far away. I checked my watch and I had just under 2 minutes before the 2 hour mark. I picked up the pace, but not much. Then, when I was only a couple blocks away, I dug deep and started running as fast as I could. The gun time on their clock showed just over 2 hours, but I knew my net time was good:



According to the website, I actually did 5 seconds better with 1:59:09. Cool!

Post Race
Here are all my stats from the Leone Timing website:

Place: 2114
Gun Time: 02:01:23
Net Time: 01:59:09
Age Group Place: 162 out of 174
Gender Place: 887 out of 980
Gun Pace: 12:09
Net Pace: 11:55
5 Mile Split 1: 00:57:24
5 Mile Split 2: 01:01:46

So, now that I've finished this run, I'm happy to report I am allowed to wear my official race shirt:



Shawn finished and we cheerfully toasted our finish:



Right now I think I'm going to take the foam roller and work on my legs. My hubby is working on a celebratory dinner of steak, broccoli, and baked potato. I think I might just have to enjoy a glass of wine with it too.

Tomorrow I might head to the pool to do some aqua jogging to get the legs moving again but without the pounding.

TTFN!