Great Pumpkin Run aka Great Pumpkin Mud Run

I’ve been taking a break from running from the last few weeks after the Queen Bee so I was looking forward to the Great Pumpkin Run.  I was running with Lisa, from my running group, and her team, the Duncan Pumpkins, and my husband Brent. I’ve run this race before, and had a great time.

Last year I wore shorts to the race. This year, it was snowing!! We got there early, and were so cold, we sat in the car for almost an hour until our wave started. You can do the regular 5k, or the “Tough Pumpkin” where you carry a pumpkin. I decided not to carry the pumpkin, and I’m glad I opted out. In the past, they’ve had all sizes of pumpkins, but this year, they were pretty big. I was even more glad I’d decided against it, when I got on the course! Lisa and I met at the start, and set off. We started out running, but just a few strides in, we could barely keep from falling. It was so muddy and slippery. At that point, we decided to play it safe and take it at a brisk walk. We had a good time, but it was tough, even at a walk.  I was really glad I wore my trail shoes.

This morning I attended a yoga class at Tri-State Running.  I’ve been lazy since getting back from Gatlinburg in general, but my yoga practice has really suffered. Nikki Taylor, from Evolation Yoga 43 taught the class and it was great. It was just the stretches I needed. Cold Feet, the next running group session I’m signed up for, starts in a few weeks. Till then, I’m revowing to work on my strength training and get back to a regular yoga practice.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Two race Saturday (Don’t try this at home people!)

It’s been a while since I’ve written but I’ve been really busy. Last Saturday, I did something really stupid. I ran two races in one day. Here’s what happened. I had been training with my running group for the Queen Bee Half Marathon. It turned out that the Running Scared, a Halloween 5k that Brent and I run every year was scheduled for the same day. I love the Running Scared and it’s one of my favorite 5ks. It’s in Reading and you run through a cemetery and the race ends in a party at the Community Rec Center. There’s a band and a chili cook off and it’s really fun. No biggie, I thought, I can do both races.

The morning of the Queen Bee we parked in Newport. Brent was meeting Paul, one of our running buddies to run in Newport before coming to meet me at the finish line. I headed over to meet my training group at the tent. I’m an idiot, and got totally confused as to where the tent was and ended up wandering aimlessly around downtown. I ran into two of my running buds, Kat and Rocio, who were lost too. Long story short, by the time we made it to the start, I had already walked 3.5 miles.

To make matters worse, I had forgotten to put the KT tape on my knee. I’ve wondered for a while if the tape actually helps or if it’s all in my head. This proved once and for all that I need the tape. My knee started to hurt at mile 9, but I soldiered through. I ended up walking the 5k that night. I had originally planned to do another 5k the next day with my friend Libby, but I was worried about my knee so I texted her and told her I couldn’t make it. I felt really bad, but I needed the rest. By the time the day was over, I had gone 24 miles!! If I hadn’t been so tired I would have done 2.2 more miles just to say I did a marathon.

Then it was off to the mountains! I spent the last week in Gatlinburg. I didn’t run but walked at least 7 miles per day. I ran for the first time in a week yesterday. I’m feeling good and ready to get back on track! My next goal is to concentrate on cleaning up my diet and working on doing more cross training.

And the world needs another running blog because?

Well, it doesn’t of course. But as to the why of this, because I love to run and I love to write. I’m not what people think of as a typical runner. I am supremely unathletic. As Mindy Kaling said, “I fluctuate between chubby and curvy.”

When I was a kid, I played soccer and basketball on my grade school teams, but I was never very good at it, and truth be told, I’d rather be curled up with a good book. I dreaded gym class. I went to a high school where sports were very important, but I was on the Academic Team. In college, the only exercise I ever got was walking to and from class and twirling around the dance floor at the Warehouse and Vertigo. (I’m really dating myself now!) I didn’t start exercising until I was out of college, and then I’d half heartedly go to the gym a few times a week.

I started running about 5 years ago, when I was in my late 30s. My husband was a runner, and he got me interested. I started by walking and jogging around our neighborhood, and did a few 5ks and 10ks. In 2014, we joined the training groups at Tri-State Running Company.  That year I ran my first half marathon, The Queen Bee, and I was hooked. It’s funny though, I always tell people that I hate running when I’m actually doing it, but I love the way I feel when I’m done.

Last year, I injured my knee and had surgery for a torn meniscus. I learned the hard way that I need to cross train, even though it bores me to tears. I’m back and I ran the Pig 1/2 back in May. I was never fast, and I’m a definite turtle now, but I’m still out there. I signed up to run the full Pig in May, and I’m going to do my best to make it to the finish line. So this is the story of me, and my journey to 26.2.