I am purgatory. I am an orphan without a plan. 🙂 The Kentucky Derby festival half marathon on April 25th is going to be my last race on the calendar before beginning the summer cycle. Thankfully Courtney is towing me along behind her kicking and screaming to complete it. I’m not really sure what I’m looking for out of this race. I hesitate to try for another PR because I don’t want to get hurt and I already achieved the goal I set for myself back in December when I began shopping training plans. But I also know that the Kentucky Derby half course has historically been very kind to me, it’s fast and flat and the crowd support is amazing. I guess we’ll see. Between now and then I’ve promised myself to be more diligent about updating my training log here at the blog. Blog log. HAH. 🙂 Without further ado– I give you, my recap.
Planned Run: 6 miles easy.
Weather: Overcast and drizzley. Just gross outside. Slightly chilly.
Food: A small sweet potato and banana for breakfast. My mom has been dealing with a really weird psoraisis-like breakout and I agreed to try an elimination diet with her called the autoimmune protocol diet. I have no idea how long I will make it through this as it requires you to cut out coffee (I can already tell you that will happen when hell freezes over and satan comes for dinner), chocolate (shit), all nightshade vegetables including white potatoes and tomatoes (double shit), corn, gluten (gluten is like my 6th food group) and sugar (fuck and double fuck). But I agreed so I’m gonna’ give it a shot for a week.
Shoes: Blue pureflow 3s. I was having problems with these shoes. I believe I’m developing a neuroma on my left toe closest to the pinkie toe. I have to basically untie them to wear them but they’ve been the best shoes for me so far and I want to continue wearing them!
Entertainment: The Another Mother Runner podcast.
Actual Run: 6 miles at 11:11 pace, make a wish!
How did it feel: I tried to run this in the MAF range that I’m shooting for beginning next month. Tried to keep my heart rate average around 147. Turns out I nailed it with an average heart rate of 147 for the run! It felt a little slow and arduous but I reversed a route that I’ve done in the past and got to see some pretty houses and green farm land (spring is finally here to stay in Kentucky) and that was nice.
For the non running portion of my life lately… Tony and I just started Netflix’ Daredevil on Sunday and within 4 episodes it has shot to the top of my must watch tv shows list. Throughout the first 2 episodes I kept asking Tony who was playing Matt Murdock, I was too lazy to google. Finally after beginning episode 3 on Monday night I grabbed my phone and figured it out… Charlie Cox! None other than Tristan Thorn from Stardust! Only one of my most guilty of guilty pleasure movies!
Stardust is also my FAVORITE Neil Gaiman book. Daredevil definitely isn’t for kids, it’s more Frank Miller than Joss Whedon and I have actually had to look away from the television a few times– I don’t think I’ll ever look at the door of a suburban the same again *shudder*. It’s fabulous though. WATCH it.
On Sunday afternoon the guy in the hat and I loaded up Elton John jr and took her to the Nashville zoo.
She has talked about nothing else for the past week. We saw Dumbo (elephants), Araffes (giraffes) and goats (they had a petting zoo). I’m pretty sure her favorite was the goats which is funny considering we could have stayed in Bowling Green for goats.
Those band aids on her knees were Anna and Elsa band aids. I thought we would escape frozen-fever because L is just shy of 2 and didn’t seem interested… until T let her watch it one Saturday morning while I was doing my long run. Now she specifically asks for Frozen Anna, Elsa and Olaf. Exactly like that. She thinks that’s the title of the movie. I hear mumbles of, “let it go let it go” as she toddles around the house. We didn’t escape.
Zoo coma. Notice the perfectly placed elmo sticker on her chest buckle. At one point I gave her a sheet of stickers to occupy her on the hour long drive home. I turned around, then around again and she was covered from head to toe in stickers. I wish I’d gotten a picture.
I will officially be the owner of a 2 year old person on April 26th. If you need me I’ll be hiding in my coat closet hysterically sobbing.
The zoo was kind of her reward for helping me deal with our spring/summer landscaping on Saturday morning. She was a big helper. She picked out every one of these flowers for me. 🙂
The dyed black mulch I chose for the flower beds this year was not kind to me. This was after 15 washes and 2 showers. I don’t normally sport black nailbeds. At least, not since my goth phase in high school.
If I don’t check back in before April 25th wish me LUCK!