Sunday, September 29, 2013
The Electric Run
Why Not? (Emigration to home)
Thursday, September 26, 2013
Fall!!
So I've been itchin' to get up to a trail since the winds came in. Add a crazy busy week that forced me to take a "rest" week and I couldn't drop my kid off fast enough at school!
With a lack of training schedule (even though I have another half in about a month!! oops!) I've been feeling REALLY adventurous lately. I love my good ol' stand by trails, but I'm feeling a need to expand. And who wouldn't, when you live in SLC with a plethora (love that word!) of trails right out my door!
I headed up to City Creek. My old stand by's are heading south on Shoreline towards Dry Creek or straight up City Creek. I've always wanted to run Shoreline north towards Bountiful, so that was my plan.
I parked, got my gear ready, then remembered thanks to a LAME iphone update, I'd had to delete my Nike+ app. I could stand around and wait for it to download, or just run mile counter free.... I lucked out that I was just in the right kind of mood and aching to get on my first fall run, that I chose that later... zen running it was! Well, with my music of course!
Well, maybe it was the fall air or maybe the forced week off, but it was a damn good run! Inclines suck and usually get me down. But I was rocking these out!
I knew it was almost exactly a mile to where Shoreline meets City Creek. Then I headed north for the first time. There was quite a few little switchbacks that made it really interesting and fun. Then it levels off and follows behind a load of fancy-shmancy, big houses. I kind of felt like I was invading their space... but oh well! I took a while going up because I had to stop and take so many pictures!
I stopped for a minute to check time. I still had about 15 minutes before I figured I should head back, so I kept going. And right then a HUGE gust of wind raced through bringing a pretty good, cold rain with it. Maybe it was time to head back!
I ran down the trail to a little shoot that goes down to the road of City Creek. I decided since the road wasn't muddy and it's decently covered by trees, I'd take a jaunt up that way. I used to run/walk that road every chance I got. In fact, I was on that road when I heard the news that my grandma had passed away and haven't been back since. There's a small creek that goes under the street at one point. On the side of the street before it goes under, the water is filled with a bright green water clover of some kind. Even in the dead of winter, that creek is full of life. I needed to go there again, so I did.
I love going back to a run I haven't done in a long time. That road used to be one I couldn't make all the way up without walking at least a little. Yesterday, it was cake... when did that happen?
See how happy I was to be out there!
When I got home I got out my handy dandy map so I could figure out where I'd gone... and how many miles... oh c'mon, you know I couldn't resist!
My freakish, useless OCD was very happy when I realized I'd run from the mouth of City Creek to the point and then to the end of the "V". (nice and pretty like!)
Next time I'm going to go farther.
Tuesday, September 17, 2013
A Zen Run... Sort of.
And took these awesome view pics...
That dark spot at the end of the trail is the lookout.
After I snapped this pic I turned to my left and noticed a friend. A lonely (I hope) coyote noticed me noticing him and quickly change directions. That's when I threw my mace in my hand and took off down the hill. When I got down I figured I head back towards the more populated part of the trail instead of wandering farther in (and possibly becoming a tasty meal!)
Sunday, September 15, 2013
Big Cottonwood Half (aka. My First Half!)
Saturday, September 14, 2013
For my grandma
Friday, September 13, 2013
The Compromise
Wednesday, September 11, 2013
This one's serious, guys...
Our first half marathon is this Saturday (more on that later) which means not much running this week. Three miles has become my quick, bare minimum run and according to Hal Higdon's training schedule, three was the longest run I should do this week.
Anyone that knows me, knows as soon as I'm told not to do something, it's exactly what I really need to do. And as a runner that LOVES trails and has been limited to roads over the summer (due to the kiddos) this week has been especially hard not to bust a move on a long trail.
Tehra and I had plans to run while the kids were in preschool and I purposely didn't bring my hydration pack so we could NOT sneak up to a long trail! We settled on two laps around Liberty Park (3 miles) and then we'd drive over to the running store to grab some last minute supplies for the race.
So we take off, chatting as we go, and when we get to the corner of the park, we realize, "Hey, the store's just down the road... Let's just run it. Two birds, one stone... right!"
PERFECT! Great run to about a block away from the store.... I'm thinking about my list of what I need... Cliff Shot Blocks, Stinger Waffle and maybe a tube of Nuun.... anything else? Nope...
Thinking, "This is so awesome! I love being able to just RUN down to the store. Free and clear... No stuff, no car... just me and my ipod..."
Wait...Free and clear.... I didn't bring my pack, which usually holds my stuff; keys, id, debit card... you know, just in case. In case I run to a store last minute!
DAMN! Back to the park.....
Tuesday, September 10, 2013
It's a running blog... Oh My!
I enjoy reading my friends' running blogs and enjoy running. So I thought, "Hey, I Should have a running blog!" Tah-dah! Here I am!
HISTORY: (ready for this?) I ran track and played soccer back in the day. Then college, and the party 20's hit... followed by marriage and two pregnancies. Throw in a issues with insulin resistance and my running youth was left somewhere in the far off distance.
Then my good friends started running. I did the laugh-and-make-jokes-(I only run if something's chasing me! Ha Ha!)-since-I'm-really-jealous thing until one day it hit me, "I don't have to be jealous! I can just do it to!"
So I signed up for my first 5k. A ZOMBIE 5k!!! Did the Couch to 5k program... and HATED it! Convinced myself I just wasn't a runner. It wasn't my thing. Truth is, it was hard, and I wasn't willing to do the work.
Fast forward about a year to a friend's Facebook post, "Who wants to do the Color Run with me?" Holy Hell! that looked like a blast!!. (Whoever the brilliant person was that figured making running fun could attract couch potatoes like me, You're a GENIUS!)
Maybe it was the weather. Maybe it was the fact I'd just found out my health was right on the verge of going drastically downhill. Maybe it was the fact that this time I had an amazing, supportive running buddy. Or Maybe it was just time... I don't really know for sure what the reason was this time, but this time it stuck.
I was a runner.
I found the JOY of pushing myself a little more today than I did yesterday... of knowing I was determined enough to get out on the road even though I REALLY didn't want to. It made sense now.
I still have my days, ok weeks of "Ugh! I don't want to!" But they have been outweighed by the "Oh Hell YEAH! " days.
Picture of a picture... sorry.