- 21st May
- 18th May
Helloooo, strangers! Time to catch up again.
I haven’t shared much about the big life changes Aaron and I have made in the last few months because we’d been holding our collective breath, hoping everything would work out. Behold, everything has worked out!
Aaron and I put his Green Lake-area condo up for sale in mid-February. We struggled for many, many months with the unsavory people who frequented our street and the surrounding streets, and we made many, many phone calls to the police. I felt extremely unsafe walking to my bus stop, walking home, going for runs… you name it. It was super stressful, and definitely time to leave!
Because of the vibe of our street, we weren’t sure if the condo would sell, but luckily we went under contract with a buyer in mid-March! HALLELUJAH. However, the buyer asked for a 60-day closing (which is unusually long), so we spent two months hoping that everything would go smoothly with the deal.
And it did! We closed on the sale in early May, and moved to our new rented place on the Eastside. (For all you non-Seattle people, the Eastside refers to the suburbs on the east side of Lake Washington where people go to have children and be boring.) It is so quiet… so peaceful… and SO SAFE. We are ecstatic!!!
I acknowledge that this map is offensive to many people. It’s also hilarious. Also: We’re not even on the map now! But if we were, I think our area would say “HIKING” or “OUTDOORSY STUFF.”
It’s not even funny how beautiful it is out here. My Instagram feed has basically turned into trail porn.
Oh, by the way, I’m still training for the Eugene Marathon! I just finished week eight today with a 15-mile run, which can be summed up with one word: UGH. My new running paths don’t have bathrooms or water fountains at regular intervals like my Seattle paths did, so I ran out of Nuun halfway through and had to slog in the hot sun to the nearest convenience store (which was not near, nor convenient) to refill my bottles. I need to be more strategic as my long runs get even longer. This is some “Into the Wild” kind of sh*t.
Unrelated selfie from a few weeks ago, on an easier, rainy run.
My hunger is really ramping up at this point in training, since I ran 37 miles this week and 36 last week. Aaron is now biking 40 miles a day for his commute, so we’re both just tearing through food. Luckily, Aaron got a sweet BBQ for his birthday, and he’s keeping us well-fed!
Aaron with my mom at our Mother’s Day BBQ last weekend.
Dinner for two last night. Just kidding — there were some leftovers. :)
Now that we have our own garage, we have room for an extra freezer, which is home to half of a grassfed cow from Odessa, WA.
OK, that bacon on the left is obviously not part of the cow, but the rest of the freezer is packed full of ground beef, steaks, shortribs, roasts, and more — all butchered and flash-frozen, then delivered to our door by Rich Whitaker of Whitaker Grassfed Beef. It’s MUCH cheaper to buy a whole or half cow from a farmer than it is to buy grassfed beef from the grocery store, and it’s delicious!!
I think that brings us pretty much up to speed. Now that all the super-stressful stuff is over, I’ll try to get back to blogging more regularly. It feels weird to be training for a marathon without blogging about it!
- 5th May
- 26th April
So much to catch up on. Let just start with my run this morning and then work backwards, because that makes so much sense.
I’ve been having trouble slowing down, so today I was determined to take it easy and maintain about an 8:45 pace. Wheeee, look what I can do when I put my mind to it!
12 miles tomorrow — my first double-digit run of Eugene Marathon training. I was supposed to run 11 last Sunday, but I wound up leaving too late and had to cut the run short at nine miles in order to make it to Easter brunch with my dad in time.
The Easter bunny waits for no one. NO ONE.
A few days prior to Easter, Aaron had another surgery done on his shoulder. He separated his shoulder in the summer of 2012 and had surgery to repair it, but after he recovered from that, his collarbone sprouted a cauliflower-like bone growth (so gross) that has been bothering him for a while. This surgery was just a quick one to shave off the cauliflower.
Deja vu. Same surgery prep room as two years ago. Same nurses. Same surgeon.
Luckily, Aaron’s recovery has NOT been the same in that it has been so much faster! He was off all pain meds three days after surgery, and out of his sling on day four. Yay!
He’s had alllllll the time in the world to recover, though, since he quit his job the day before surgery, and doesn’t start his new (awesome, baller, so-proud-of-him) job until May 5.
This job change has been a loooong time coming. The company he just left is the same company I left in 2011 right before my big trip, and let’s just say it is a… challenging… place to work. I don’t know how he endured four+ years there. It’s time for a fresh start at a great company where many people would kill to work!
So, there’s the first piece of big news in our world. Second one coming next week. It’s goin’ down starting tomorrow!!!
- 17th April
- 12th April
- 10th April
It’s been a while since I threw down some splits and a sweaty selfie, so…
YOU GUYS. I’m two-and-a-half weeks into Eugene Marathon training, and it’s been kind of blah so far. Not bad, but not great. Sometimes a pace that should be easy leaves me breathing a little too hard.
But tonight I had one of those magical runs where my legs were coursing with energy and running was easy and I was a gazelle, a mothereffing gazelle! This is the fastest I’ve ever run, outside of a few of my Hood to Coast legs, and the best part is that it didn’t even feel like that hard of an effort.
(This is a very rare occurrence, so shhh, I know it’s obnoxious, but let me enjoy it.)
Sometimes you just need a run like this to reinvigorate that love for the sport after it’s been buried under too many crappy runs. I just want to remember this feeling and use it as momentum for the next, uhhhh, 15.5 weeks of training.
HOLY CRAP, SO LONG.
Things are changing big-time around here. It’s been a bit stressful for a few months, but it’s all about to pay off. May will be ah-mazing. Can’t wait to share!!
I’ll try to jump on here more and post about life and training. Since this is marathon #4 and I’m not feeling super ambitious to run a PR — I’m a little distracted by the wedding and keep forgetting about the race, to be honest — I’m not feeling eager to blog every last detail. But maybe when I get into my longer runs, I’ll get the urge to
brag report about them.
OK, brag. Let’s be real.
- 16th March
I’m still a bit bummed about this race, which is probably why I’ve waited a week and a day to write the recap.
1. I didn’t run as fast as I know I could have.
2. The course was about a quarter-mile short, so I don’t count my PR as a PR.
Aaron and I arrived at Marymoor Park wayyy early — 6:15, even though the race started at 7:30 — because traffic was such a cluster last year. We had no trouble this year, and even caught an incredible sunrise as I picked up my packet.
No filter. It really was that beautiful!
We had a ton of time to kill, so we sat in the car to stay warm until 7:25-ish. I didn’t stretch or warm up at all. I probably should have.
My dad found us right before the race started, so we snapped a pic. Most loyal race spectator ever! :)
Aaaaand it was cold. Should have warmed up.
My goal was to start out slow and steady (8:45 pace or so), and then start picking it up after the first six miles.
I had trouble getting into a good rhythm, but I felt confident that I was going slowly enough, and I was. I ran the first mile in 8:54.
The problem was that I hit the one-mile marker when my watch only read 0.90 mile. Hmmm. Maybe this discrepancy would even itself out over the rest of the course?
But no. Each mile, I consistently passed the mile marker when my watch read only 1.90 miles, 2.90 miles, etc. Very odd.
My slow-and-steady plan was going well, though. I ate my first gel at mile 4.5.
And then every runner’s worst nightmare hit me: the dreaded SIDE STITCH. Nooooo!!!
I very, very rarely get side stitches on training runs, and when I do, I try to run through them as if I’m in a race and can’t stop. Often I can really focus on deep breathing and run through them. Other times — including this time — I can’t get rid of it and have to walk.
I pulled off to the side of the course and walked for 40-45 seconds. I was SO MAD. I’m ashamed to admit I had a horrible attitude about it and just wanted to quit right there. I was NOT enjoying the race and I probably wasn’t going to PR, so why bother running the rest of it?
I had just started running again when I saw my dad along the course, cheering and taking pictures. I couldn’t even muster up a smile; I just yelled out that I had a really bad cramp and was hurting.
It would have been so easy to stop running and get into my dad’s car. For a quarter-mile after I passed him, I considered turning around and doing just that. But the side stitch faded away bit by bit, and I resolved to finish the race just to prove to myself that I could.
I wanted to pick up my pace after mile six to make up for the walking and to negative-split the race, but (a) I was afraid I would get another side stitch, and (b) my legs were just not feeling it.
So frustrating. I ate another gel at mile nine.
Around the beginning of mile 10, the course went from gravel path to paved trail, and then to concrete sidewalk. I can always run faster on hard surfaces, so I gritted my teeth and tried to fly.
The course was still measuring short compared to my Garmin, but at this point I was actually HAPPY about that since it meant I would finish sooner! Somewhere in the last mile of the race, the course lost even more mileage, and I crossed the finish line having run only 12.86 miles.
But I was still VERY HAPPY to have finished! (That little blond tot holding the yellow sign just kills me. So cute.)
My official time was 1:52:03, but I won’t count it as a PR since the course was nearly a quarter-mile short. It wasn’t just me…
So that’s kind of a bummer. My Garmin says I ran 12.86 miles at 8:43 pace, and if I had run a full 13.1 at that pace, I would have finished in about 1:54:11 — still a PR, since I ran 1:55:22 at this race last year.
Buuuuut whatever. I’ll PR a half marathon another day… maybe. I’m still not a huge fan of the distance. I love 15Ks and I love marathons, but there’s something about the half that I don’t enjoy that much.
Or maybe I’m just still grumpy about this one. :)
After the race, I ran into my college friend Moorea, who killed it in 1:48! She was just trying to break two hours so, short course or not, she nailed a huge PR!
My dad, Aaron, and I went to Panera for lunch afterward, and I enjoyed my standard post-race meal of tomato soup in a sourdough bread bowl and salad. Yum.
The next day, my legs weren’t sore in the slightest. Weird, but a sign that I didn’t push myself as hard as I could or should have?
Perhaps I did my long runs too fast and just ran out of juice for the race itself. I’ll be sure to return to slow long running for marathon training, which seemed to work really well for my sub-four finish in Chicago!
Speaking of marathon training, it starts on March 24! I’ve put together my 18-week plan for the Eugene Marathon and am excited to get started.
I was completely lazy this past week and did only a four-mile run on Tuesday. Aaron and I have started watching House of Cards, which is so awesome and addictive! I’ll get back to running tomorrow, and just do easy, fun runs for my last week of freedom until the end of July.
- 8th March
- 8th March