Hast thou not known? hast thou not heard, that the everlasting God, the LORD, the Creator of the ends of the earth, fainteth not, neither is weary? there is no searching of his understanding. He giveth power to the faint; and to them that have no might he increaseth strength. Even the youths shall faint and be weary, and the young men shall utterly fall: But they that wait upon the LORD shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint.
Mini cheesecakes with raspberries, mini chocolate chips and a vanilla oreo on the bottom. One of my favorite versions of this recipe.
In other news, I ran 8 miles again this morning. Today was quicker than yesterday, with my last 2.5 miles being the fastest pace. Back to back days felt surprisingly great, the challenge was more mental than physical, as it was humid.
I did weight lifting almost every day. I really have to go to bed early.
I’m with the flu again, and yesterday I decided it would be rest day.
Today I went back to the park, which was buzzing with people walking, running, cycling or just enjoying the sun. Looks like spring is approaching! I did 5km, but I ran a just a little because I can’t breathe very well. My nose was running way more than me! 😷
Today also marks the 50th no sugar day!
It’s been getting much easier. I’m at the point where it’s just not worth to cut the streak for some crap, and I don’t even have to fight the cravings anymore.
That time I almost left @amft with a killer again…. the first time was when I left her with the craigslist killer while I test rode my bike. (I left her with newly pedicured feet- overly lotioned and in flip flops. She couldn’t run away if she tried. I’ll come back to this story shortly.
1. 6 am departure time for a 50 mile drive to get to Lewisville for a run before the Crossfit competition. At 6 am I come dangerously close to driving off with the gas nozzle AGAIN.
2. We wanted to run at the dam at Lake Lewisville but we were told at arrival, “YOU CANT EVEN LOOK AT IT.” So we found a trail at Central Park, Texas.
3. Our first ever time to spectate a Crossfit competition. Shirtless people, men with beards, women who could hurt you and all the curse words one can imagine all in one place. I was a fish out of water with my Mexican sugar bomb of a drink, horchata. Nonetheless, we had fun and The Power Couple came in 2nd place.
4. We had planned to go watch our 7 year old friend play soccer afterwards . We were stuck in Dallas gridlock near a part of Dallas that is Little Mexico. So what do you do while stuck in LM??? TACOS!!! I had gone to this place since my early twenties and my favorite was the pickled vegetables they serve instead of chips. They were still delicious.
5. We start heading back to the interstate and we pass a palm readers house. Knowing that this is a bucket list item for Angela I ask if we should stop. She said, “Why not?” Our friend wasn’t going to make soccer, so we had time. I knocked at the door…. no answer. I asked if we should ring the doorbell? And before she answered I said,“ YOU DO IT!” She did. We waited…. no answer. We walked back to the car and honestly I was relieved. Then A said, there’s a man flagging us down. He waved us in. He tells us the pricing which was very misleading because his window said $10 palm readings. He charged us $70 and had no change, so he got 80. Anyway, he asked us if we wanted our readings together or private? A and I were both staring at each other saying the same thing- “what do you want?” He decided for us. Private.
There was a young girl scurrying about the place. I noticed a box of valentines candy on the floor, a comforter on the couch. He told the girl to pick up, told Angela to sit on the couch. We had clearly woken them up. I walked to a back room and left Angela alone. He took a quick look at my palm. Never touched my hand like you see in the movies. And proceeded to “read” my palm. He very rarely looked me in the eyes. When I was done I asked if he took credit cards? Of course not, but he pointed me across the street to a bank. So I left Angela alone …. AGAIN. This time with a psychic killer. I’m a great friend….I know. I walk across a busy street and stand in a line of cars on a busy Saturday afternoon. The car behind me was blaring, “There Goes My Life”, by Kenny Chesney. I laughed. That’s the song I hear as I stand in line amongst cars to get money for a psychic. This took more time than it should have. I had to cross a busy street again. I get to the door and knock. It was like they were waiting for me by the door. Angela’s eyes were HUGE. The said WHY TF DID YOU LEAVE ME HERE??? I take her picture in front of the sign. It’s a moving picture, you can hear our nervous laughter… still. We get in the car and compare stories. MANY similar words and not worth the $80. But I found out that A waited on the couch with a sleeping person laying in the couch across from her in the comforter I noticed. She sat there with a sleeping person and a young girl cleaning in a stranger’s house while my palm was read…. totally normal y'all.
6. The psychic didn’t predict surprise happiness at my front doorstep when I got home. I’m not a candy bar person. If I’m going to impulse buy at the grocery store, it will be Turtles.
That’s a full day and that was our day before 2 PM. Angela got out of the car, nodded her head
Achy 5k followed by a super healthy lunch. My current food obsessions are wheetos and fig rolls…
My legs felt really tight from yesterday’s 7 miles but I didn’t have time to go to the gym to cross train so little run for me! Does anyone feel as if they can’t look like they’re struggling when wearing a race tee? I’m meant to be a marathoner, got to look less like I’m a breathless sweat monster.
It’s just a little over two months until I finally take on my first 100 mile ultra along the Thames from Richmond to Oxford. That’s right, I can almost smell the start line.
As we get closer, I’ve been taking my longer training runs up the river to see what we’re in for once we get beyond the half way mark. I’m a big believer in knowing my enemy just enough to let the subconscious be cool next time we get there. “It’s ok body, we’ve run this before. We cool.”
However, that also means I’ve spent a fair amount of time staring at the Centurion Thames Path 100 route map in Google Maps. It’s not until you zoom out a bit, that you realise just how far this run is.
Even as a scrunched up wiggle worm of a route it’s almost a third of the span of England down in these southern parts. And that kind of visual reference definitely makes you sit up and respect the distance. With that in mind…
How’s the training going?
I’ve been consistent from the turn of the year, and although a cold blew 5 days out of my schedule last week, I am feeling positive.
I’ve put in two 3-hour plus runs on the paths we’ll be treading on race day which always builds confidence and I’ve been working hard in the gym with my strength improving steadily.
My main concern is that I’m not dropping body fat and I haven’t added a huge amount of lean muscle.
I’ll be first to admit this is 100% down to diet. I’ve not found the Marathon des Sables levels of monk-like discipline needed to make that happen. At least not yet. With 69 days to go I really need to up my game on that front. I really want to get to that start line feeling like I felt on the first day in the Sahara, nervous but bullet proof.
What’s the race plan?
I’ve not created a detailed plan yet but I do have a target time in mind. I want to finish this inside 24 hours, 1,440 minutes in total. If I allow for two 30 minute, and three 10 minute aid station stops, that leaves me 1,340 minutes of running to get the job done.
That equates to an average pace of around 13.25 min/miles.
We set off at 10am. According to Google the sun will set at 8:21pm on the 29 April. So we have 10.5 hours of daylight running. It’ll pop back up again at 5:35am the following morning, after 9 hours of darkness. Another quick Google tells me the moon will be at a very skinny 13% visibility so we’ll have little natural light.
I have run through the night before at last year’s Lavaredo but we ran that bit first. This will be a different beast as the darkness descends around 50 miles and halfway into the race. That’s going to be a lumpy moment for sure.
Fuelling right is vital. It doesn’t matter how hard you train, if you get your energy and hydration strategy wrong it’ll wreck your race. I’ve got plenty of experience of that. It was almost certainly one of the things that brought me down in the Dolomites. It cost me an hour or so on the long day of the Marathon des Sables, and in both of the 100km ultras I’ve done, I’ve bonked.
Bonking in this one is not an option. For the next 60 days I’ll be fine tuning my fuel. And it’ll soon be time to get the vacuum sealer out again to start bundling up my race packs.
Between now and race day
I’ve got a few ‘races’ lined up. Next weekend I’m heading on my first race assignment for Runner’s World UK up at the Harewood House Half Marathon just outside of Leeds.
After that I’ve got the Richmond Half Marathon on 19 March, followed by the Brighton Marathon on the 9 April. So there’ll be some more bling to hang on the spare room door soon.
Long run done for the week - I drove to where my running club meets on a Sunday but 1 hour early so that I could do 8k before everyone got there … the rest of the distance was done with them which was really good as for the hardest part I had great company and a bit of chit chat which made distance easier
My legs are feeling good 😊 but i am giving my body a rest for a couple of days as I have run 44k this week
My SIS hoard turned up yesterday … think I may have over ordered 😂