running in the rain

Running roller coaster

For those of you keeping tabs, and thank you so much for doing so, the results of the run vs. sloth week are as follows: Run: 4 Sloth: 0 While I know I am the only one who can truly get me out the door running, it helped HUGE knowing that I’d hear from a few of you if I didn’t. This week could easily have been a one or none kind of running week. There were excuses aplenty to be had: It’s New Year’s. It’s cold. I have no one to run with. I’m tired. It’s raining monsoons. But, your words of encouragement; your words of prodding; and for some of you, your commitment to get out there running with me, either alongside or from afar, meant a world of difference. Seriously, thank you. Four in the pocket for the week is a fantastic way to end my three-week …

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Race Day: Bellingham Bay half II

So. Where were we? Right, the race itself… When I signed up for this race, I essentially considered it an at-home race. Bellingham is about an hour away, without the border lineup, and over the years I’ve been there countless times. But mostly only for Costco runs or other such cross-border shopping. No exploring. And so, when we arrived at the start in downtown Bellingham, I was immediately taken in by the cuteness of this town; its history, unique eateries, gathering spaces, beauty. And the course itself, while it had all the beauties of B.C., there was still an element of mystery for me to feel like I was exploring new territory. We ran past Little House on the Prairie style houses, along romantic, tree-canopied trails, around the bay jostling for position against the forceful breeze coming up off the water,  past clusters of enthusiastic cheerleaders; one a girl about …

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Race Day: Bellingham Bay half I

UNDER 2 HOURS!!! < 2 HOURS!!! SUB 2 HOURS!!! But wait…breathe…calm. First thing’s first: There was rain. There was pain. There was even a train. And oh yes, there was an evil, little brain. When I woke up at 5 a.m. Sunday morning and heard the monsoon crashing at my window, the last thing I wanted was to get up and run a half marathon. And so, when Big Ring commented that his throat was feeling a little tickly, I offered to forgo the run in the name of his health. And when both my shoulders were feeling a little sickly, I suggested maybe it wasn’t wise to put them through 21.1 km. And when the border line up was more like 40 minutes and not the advertised 10, I proposed we opt not to face the sure-to-be prickly border guard and hightail it quickly back home. The fierce jitters …

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Running clothes, where for art thou?

Finding storage = the trials and tribulations of living in a loft! As the fall weather came upon us rather abruptly yesterday, pretty much the second the calendar changed seasons so did the weather, I suddenly realized I might have to start dressing in long sleeves and tights for runs. But when I went to grab a long sleeve out of my running drawer, there were none to be had. Now, this drawer is a pretty full drawer so I looked again, and again, and again. I wasn’t satisfied until I had pulled every article of clothing out of the drawer and onto my floor. Nope, no long sleeve there. I searched the closet, not there; another drawer, not there; well crikey, where the heck had my running clothes run off to? As of writing this post, I have yet to find my cool weather running gear, but I suspect …

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Battles of a sick taper

Sigh. This weekend marked the start of taper week for me with the Bellingham Bay half marathon set for next Sunday, which, given that I’ve been pretty much in taper mode the last month and a half with that stupid, vexing injury of mine, didn’t really mean much. In fact, I was more worried about not running a significant distance than about cooling my running heels. But because Big Ring and I had plans for an afternoon belated celebration of our 4-year wedding anniversary – NO LITTLE RING!  – I thought I’d be able to get through this weekend no problem. Out of sight out of mind right 😀 09•12•09 But then, I got sick. A stupid, freaking, jerk-face cold. And then, Little Ring got sick. And then, our afternoon date was cancelled due to said sickness. And then, we were stuck at home. And then, the rain came. And …

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