Austin 10/20 race report….and Boston thoughts…

I have no pictures.   This further solidifies me as a crappy blogger.  How do people get race selfies and still run fast?  I can’t do either.  Anyhow, a shame this race had its final running.  It’s such a treat to have an easy logistics race and although the course isn’t scenic, it’s a good, fast course.  The race is so well done and fills and void in the spring race schedule for something a little longer.  Plus 10 miles is such a nice distance.  

So how can it hurt so much when it is so nice,  I really wanted 7:30 pace for this race and ended up with 7:38 average pace.  The last two miles had a brutal headwind and the only hills of the race so that’s what got me.  But overall, a good effort.  The proximity of this race to Boston kept some of Austin’s top runners out so I fisnished 4th old lady.  Which turned out to not be a good spot.  It look me out of the age groups and out of the top 3 masters, so I won….nothing.  Except personal satisfaction, says she of the never ending best try-er and good sportsmanship awards.  

The best part of this race was going with friends and having brunch after.  I miss the days when running buddies had more time and when I did too.    Running friends are the most fun.

I felt pretty good about my effort of the race until the race photos came in.  I should know better than to open these.  So. Bad.  Horrible running form and I either picked a super unflattering outfit, or I’ve gained some weight.  Moral of the story, delete any emails that come post race.   Who needs that kind of self esteem blow?  I’d rather have the completely false imagine in my head of me running like Shalane, than deal with the reality of what those photos consist of….

And onto Boston thoughts…

-so excited to watch and routing for Desi!  And Meb….doubt he’ll win but will be incredible to see.  

-so over everyone’s social media postings of all their Boston marathon prep and testing of race outfits…yes, I’m jealous.  

-eyes on the prize.  I am registered for a race many have told me is their all time favorite.  Hello, Chicago 2017.

-two friends running,   Will be fun to track them.

-a little sad.  Worked so hard last year to qualify and still come up short.   But big picture,  running has been good to me.  I appreciate what it’s given me, it’s given me a lot.  

Bedtime calls.  Happy Easter and marathon Monday.  


Please running blog, don’t die…

My morning view, and calves that turn skinny jeans into tourniquets. Sigh….runner problems.

 This little guy loves to go on a morning run.   But he’s not such a good distance runner.   He’s a true sprinter,and does better chasing a ball or laser pointer until he passes out.   But this is often my view in the morning.  I’ll oblige him for a mile then drop him off inside the house where he sits and waits by the door for me to come back.  

The real guilt sets in when I meet my group to run, 2-3 times a week.   I try to make it up to him by throwing the ball in the evening, but it’s hard to tell that face “you’re not coming with me”.   It seems like all is forgiven when a treat gets given post run.

Anyhow, I’m trying to revive this dying blog.   After the Austin marathon, I’ve been running without any real focus, doing some workouts here and there and awaiting the next training cycle.  As much as I think it’s good for the soul not to have 20 mile runs every weekend, I admit to missing marathon training a bit when it’s over.  The post marathon blues were not as bad as they could have been, since I had Chicago on my schedule even if months away.   And, can I also say Chicago is helping my Boston blues.  Damn you, Instagram, with your endless pictures of runners posting Boston training runs.   So I follow Chicago Marathon’s instagram to remind me that great things are on the horizon!!!   

And speaking of great things, life goes on.  Lots of busy time with family and work, but plenty of time for fun.  Just nothing really blogable….that changes next weekend,  got a little 10 miler to report on.  I am most excited about brunch with friends after.  It has been way to long since I’ve done that.  I am in a period where I have to remind myself I don’t have a baby/ little kid anymore. Many of the things I put on hold for a few years can happen again,  like time with friends, and it’s —gasp—-not a big deal.   Does this mean run guilt goes away?   Not entirely, see the above picture.   🐶.  And I also still have a very early waker who requests treadmill time to get some mom time.  Not a big deal, I’ve hit a point where I know those days are numbered.   Time to enjoy them.