July 2010

Not sure I’m going to know what a sense of normalcy really is for a while, but in an effort to restablish some in my life, I’m gonna just go ahead and post my race report from my fastest PR ever at the 5 mile distance. I really think it’s my favorite now. (What a surprise.)

Any race ever sponsored by Marathon Sports is usually pretty well run. You get multiple emails in advance, parking is well directed, and the food afterward is good and plentiful. This has always been the case with this race, and this year was no different. The only thing I would ever complain about at this race is the fact that it’s kind of a mass-free-for-all at the beginning, with no timing chips, so the further back you are from the start line, well, the more you have to fight for a realistic time.  (In other words, it’s a big old CF.*)  I luckily found another girl trying to do the same thing as me at the beginning, trying to book past the crowds on the outside edge of the course, so I took off right behind her.  My Garmin time was only 13 seconds off of the official gun time.

If you’ve never been to the Boston area, you should know that Weston is a beautiful town. It’s not unusual for homes in the town to cost upwards of $5M. The course is a combo of cross-country, road race, and then finishes on a track. It’s got a number of uphills (and of course downhills, which are awesome, as we all know.)  Occasionally, I looked at the beautiful houses we were running by to distract myself. Towns like that are like the school where I work — a totally different reality that you just acknowledge exists, and then you go on  and live your life, so it doesn’t bother you. (Example: Tom Cruise sat in on an Entertainment Law class this past spring. Enough said.  And no, I will never mention the name of the school publicly. If you can read between the lines, please don’t mention it by name in a comment. Too many bots on the web these days.)

Before the race, one of my track coaches ran into us and I was describing the course to her in terms of how it compared to the hills for the 13.1 Marathon, which we both ran a month ago. (Hard to believe that was only a month ago, a lot has changed since then.)  I was saying “it’s nothing compared to those,” and that’s when Lis piped up and said “um, I remember two years ago, something like ‘Oh My F…ing Mother of God” coming out of your mouth when you saw the one hill about mile 1.5.  Um yeah…I did say something like that, LOL.  Honestly, at last year’s race, I didn’t remember much of that hill, and this time around, I just kind of laughed to myself when I hit it, because really, I must have been a HUGE baby two years ago! It’s nothing!!

For those of you who read my race report from the half-marathon at the end of June, please note that there are no porta-potties in the background in this picture. We made SURE of that, which is also why we all look like our eyes are closed. Mine were tearing up — it was so hard to look into the sun/camera that night. It’s not a great picture of me, but Meg and Lis sure look great!  Oh, and if you’re wondering, I only wore the shirt for the picture – of course it came off when I ran, it was something like 80 degrees that night! (Like I’ve said before, running shirts are useless in the summer!!) LOL

TANGENT ALERT:  Since I will now be living in the building next to Meg, we were thinking the other day that one of us could take turns dropping each other on parts of the Boston Marathon course so we could get used to running parts of it. Let’s see, hill training on HeartBreak Hill, anyone?! What are we, nuts? (Don’t answer that.) I did see some good hills to try the other night when I drove her home, that’s for sure.

Anyway…since my overall Garmin time was 41:33, every single one of my miles was under 9 minutes. I was worried that my first mile was a bit fast because my coach was in my sightline (and she’s super fast – she ran the half a month ago in 1:43, and wanted to do this race in 38 mins.) but I soon lost her, and settled in. It was an awesome feeling to see the 4 mile marker and know that I was in the 32 minute range. I thought to myself, I could even do an 11 minute mile from here, and still turn this into a PR, but I was NOT going to let that happen. That was a really crappy week for me, and I just wanted to have one good thing to look back on. Luckily, this race was it for me!  (If you’re looking for my stats, please see my most recent post.) 

Anyway, not one of my most exciting posts, but I’ve had a lot going on this week. I’ll now be stuck without TV or internet (except for my iPhone) for the next 4 days until Comcast can stop by…please pray that they get a cancellation and it gets installed sooner!!  That’s ok,  I have a feeling I will have plenty of unpacking to do in the interim. I’m not a good packer, so this could take a long time to get things organized.

Have a good beginning of the week, everyone!

Before the race - Lis, me, and Meg all squinting into the sun

*Mom, don’t ask what a CF is in the comments. You don’t want to know what it stands for.


This has been a long and strange month and I’m going to be glad to see it leave. Long story short, and with no details, because they are personal, I made a difficult (really difficult) decision over the weekend that has major consequences for me and others.  Ididn’t arrive at it lightly. So, I’ve been quite stressed for the past several weeks, which is part of the reason why I’ve not been posting much. Only so much energy to go around. Right now, I’m kind of running on empty.

By the way, this paragraph is only intended for the person who sent me a nasty “mention” on Twitter, in case he/she reads my blog.  (The rest of you can just skip it.) First of all, if you are someone who I’ve never met in the physical world, and are that type of person who just looks to send snarky comments to people you’ve never spoken to before, GET A LIFE.  Second, if you are someone who really does know me personally, then “man or woman up” and confront me in a non-cowardly way. Call me/email me/see me in person, but don’t hide between a fake Twitter name that you created just to be an ass. And rest assured that if you do keep creating Twitter IDs, and follow me again, you will be blocked and reported for spam every single time.

OK…NOW that I’ve got that out of the way, I’ll talk about what I usually talk about here: running. I’ve really cut down the volume of running when it comes to long runs on the weekends. We were out of town for 3 weekends straight in July, to go to Florida on vacation and to go to a wedding in South Carolina.  Who goes to Florida in July, you ask? Well, we did, in order to see my sister and her family. (Their oldest kid was in a national soccer tournament.)  For those of you who’ve never been to Florida, at any time of the year, trust me, the humidity is absolutely gross. One morning I left the gym at 10 a.m., and it was 89, but the humidity factor made it feel like 109. GROSS.  I couldn’t believe how my 9 year old nephew was able to run around on a soccer field for almost an hour every day in that kind of heat.

I’ve only run one race this entire month, and it was my favorite. The Weston/Marathon Sports 5 Miler. The first year I ran the race, I did it in 50 minutes or so (this was also when I was training for a marathon and had no concept of pace.) Last year, I did it in 44 minutes and change.  Last week, I only hoped to break into the 43 barrier.  So, you can imagine my surprise at finishing with a time of 41:33 sitting on my Garmin. 🙂

Ordinarily, I’d do a whole race report, and maybe I will in the future, but I  hope everyone will understand why I’m just going to include  my stats for now. This race usually includes tons of really fast runners so I’m very satisfied with my placement.

  • Division F30-39: 40/137
  • 147/418 Women
  • 489/914 overall

All I can say is, my running over the past week (with the exception of Saturday morning, when I found it hard to pretty much move forward at all), has been on the faster side.  I’ve been going for runs in my brother’s neighborhood and looking down at my watch, feeling like I’m running slow, but finding that I’m running under 9 minute pace, or in the low 9s (even on the 3rd straight day of running.) So, if stress and lack of sleep makes me run fast, well, then I guess I’ll be a speed maniac for the foreseeable future. It’s like my mind has just completely taken over on my runs.

Anyway, thanks for reading, and to those of you who have been contacting me personally lately, thank you very much for reaching out.  The view below I will soon be seeing often. I definitely think being near water calms me down.

Reservoir near Boston College