I've found a way to make this whole reporting of my runs so much easier - realized that I can just copy and paste my RunKeeper posts from Facebook - woot!
If I hadn't waited so long between blog posts I may have been able to offer some fun commentary on some of these work-outs...but, you get what you get, P.S. the extreme heat & humidity we've been experiencing is implied:
July 15th
Duration 0:33:00 | Calories Burned 160
Average Pace 20:43 / mi | Average Speed 2.90 mph | Elevation Climb 173 ft
July 17th
Duration 1:34:27 | Calories Burned 787
Average Pace 13:28 / mi | Average Speed 4.46 mph | Elevation Climb 282 ft
July 21st
Duration 0:30:01 | Calories Burned 246
Average Pace 13:28 / mi | Average Speed 4.45 mph | Elevation Climb 85 ft
July 23rd - battlefield run with Coach Slave Driver..."we ran little round top, second highest point in Gettysburg!"...I didn't understand her excitement.
Duration 1:29:14 | Calories Burned 670
Average Pace 13:42 / mi | Average Speed 4.38 mph | Elevation Climb 425 ft
July 25th - so humid...still!
Duration 0:30:01 | Calories Burned 249
Average Pace 13:20 / mi | Average Speed 4.50 mph | Elevation Climb 81 ft
July 27th
Duration 0:30:07 | Calories Burned 265
Average Pace 13:05 / mi | Average Speed 4.59 mph | Elevation Climb 77 ft
July 30th
Duration 1:34:07 | Calories Burned 785
Average Pace 13:26 / mi | Average Speed 4.47 mph | Elevation Climb 278 ft
August 2nd - no more 30 min short runs... :(
Duration 0:45:02 | Calories Burned 378
Average Pace 13:37 / mi | Average Speed 4.41 mph | Elevation Climb 127 ft
August 3rd
Duration 0:50:01 | Calories Burned 432
Average Pace 13:03 / mi | Average Speed 4.60 mph | Elevation Climb 150 ft
August 4th
Duration 1:00:05 | Calories Burned 560
Average Pace 12:35 / mi | Average Speed 4.77 mph | Elevation Climb 186 ft
August 7th - what will forever be known as the Worst. Run. Ever.
Part 1:
Duration 1:22:33 | Calories Burned 649
Average Pace 14:53 / mi | Average Speed 4.03 mph | Elevation Climb 375 ft
Part 2:
Duration 0:35:20 | Calories Burned 290
Average Pace 14:33 / mi | Average Speed 4.13 mph | Elevation Climb 236 ft
I will now tell you the story of the Worst. Run. Ever., and my series of unfortunate events all while trying SOOOO hard to stay on track while spending the weekend in Ocean City, MD (with my m-i-l/grand m-i-l...that's another blog post altogether).
It's Sunday morning, bright & early! I had laid out my running gear, (black not magenta) arm band, ear buds, sport beans (again, another blog post altogether), and all that jazz the night before. We were staying at nice hotel about a block from the boardwalk, I'd done some research and found the boardwalk was approximately 3 miles in length. I happened to have the good fortune of having a m-i-l that brought along water bottles, and a hotel fridge with a freezer that actually worked. That morning I awoke just before my alarm and did my best to get dressed and out the door quickly and quietly. I even remembered to grab my driver's license and for some reason, my debit card, tucked them in my sports bra. Didn't take the room key, was assured that I wouldn't need it - they would be around, I'd call when I finished up.
It's Sunday morning, bright & early! I had laid out my running gear, (black not magenta) arm band, ear buds, sport beans (again, another blog post altogether), and all that jazz the night before. We were staying at nice hotel about a block from the boardwalk, I'd done some research and found the boardwalk was approximately 3 miles in length. I happened to have the good fortune of having a m-i-l that brought along water bottles, and a hotel fridge with a freezer that actually worked. That morning I awoke just before my alarm and did my best to get dressed and out the door quickly and quietly. I even remembered to grab my driver's license and for some reason, my debit card, tucked them in my sports bra. Didn't take the room key, was assured that I wouldn't need it - they would be around, I'd call when I finished up.
Got to the hotel lobby and realized I had forgotten my frozen water bottles -dammit! No room key, didn't want to disturb them again, made it to the front desk where I was informed that the only water bottles in the place were in the vending machines "located on every floor". Well, that's all fine and good but I don't have cash, only a debit card - when will vending machines start taking plastic for heaven's sake?! The new plan became, head to the boardwalk, find bottled water, pay with plastic, begin run.
What I didn't anticipate was the fact that is was 6:00 a.m. and not may of the shops were open. At about the 3/4 mile mark (walking), I stumbled upon a coffee shop on the boardwalk and there was water, with a sport cap too so I could just squirt it right in my mouth - score! Got to the counter and was greeted by a sign that read "cash only, ATM in lobby". Ok...I knew I brought that Debit Card for a reason. Made it to the ATM - "service unavailable". Oh for hell!
Decided to abort the finding bottled water and paying with plastic on the boardwalk mission and head out towards coastal highway. What I didn't anticipate was how vacant and creepy it was off the boardwalk at th
Water purchased, back to 1st plan, now begin run. At this point AN HOUR has passed...I texted my m-i-l that I was just getting started so she wasn't worried and then I was (finally) off. I felt pretty good. Was doing a fairly good job of navigating the boards, avoiding the bikes, other runners, and frat boys that were still up from the night before. I chuckled at the random pair of underwear or flip flop that littered the sides, marveled at the ocean view and at just how many people were out running that morning.
Around the 3.5 mile mark though there was a problem. A problem that I had never experienced before, at all, during this training. It seems that eating out for the two days prior had, uh, caught up to me. And I needed to find a bathroom, fast. Lucky for me there are a some right there on the boardwalk, Unlucky for me, they are hot, stuffy, boardwalk bathrooms, I was already sweat drenched thanks to the Sunday haze and I realized that it is practically impossible to assume the "public bathroom stance" while sweating, huffing & puffing. The app was paused, I took care of business (sorry if this offends -but it happens to the best, well, all of us!), and again set out to tackle this elusive 8 mile goal.
Was back in the groove, hydrating and munching on the sport beans as needed, when around the 5.5 mile mark I hear a text message notification. Of course I wondered if the moms-in-law were worried, needed something, etc., so I pulled the phone out of my arm band and checked the text - "Mom & I are on the porch. Meet us there." Ok. Problem = checking that text stopped my app, grrr! Re-started the app and did my best to calculate how far I needed to run back up the boardwalk in order to get back and back to the hotel in 2.45 miles.
I did a fine job calculating, reached the end of the boardwalk, hotel in sight, almost finished the run. Also in sight - a Gatorade machine...a sight for sore eyes considering I'd been without water since the 6 mile mark, and no it wasn't a mirage. I jog over, grab what was left of that 20 bucks that I stuffed in my sports bra and tried my damnedest to get the machine to accept my soggy dollars...no dice. Defeated, I put the cash back in the bra ran to the hotel, ran around the parking lot to get in that last little bit of distance required (ignoring the text message alerts that continued to come), and headed to the porch.
It took me 1 hour, 57 minutes, and 55 seconds to run the Worst. Run. Ever. It will take much, much longer to forget it. The only consolation I can give myself was that at ANY point, or in the face of ANY of those obstacles, I could have said "screw it"...but I didn't. Does that make me one of those crazy runner people?
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