So how is everyone’s Monday going? Given my mid-week weekend work schedule, today is my “Friday”, so I’ve been just trying to get through my day. I have fun plans to see a Giants v. Dodgers home game tomorrow night at AT&T Park. The division is getting close and I know the game is going to be awesome.
Yes, I like baseball, but I hate football. Deal.
A few days ago I registered for the Komen Race for the Cure San Francisco 5K. I felt like I needed to have something to keep my sights on now that I have my first 5K race behind me. Since my second race is only a couple of weeks away, I knew I had to get back out on the pavement and try to get some miles in. I only ran once last week, so it was important.
I promised myself that I would go 5K today, no pressure. I decided up front that there would be no guilt or shame for walking, taking water breaks or having a very slow pace. I just needed to get out there and start racking up miles. I was good for the first half of the run, but then I started to derail. I always get some pain in my knees after activity. I’ve been considering a brace for my left knee, but can’t decide if I need one for sure. At any rate, the knees started aching a little. It wasn’t pain, but discomfort. Then my breakfast started to beat me up. I had eaten a couple of hours before, so I thought it would be okay to run on my oatmeal and coffee, but it was not. The acid started burning my esophagus. As I trudged around the Panhandle, I started to wonder, “Why on God’s green Earth am I doing this to myself?”
Um…cause I wanna?
I think what was stronger than the stomach or joint discomfort was my mental exhaustion. I always feel great until about 1.5 miles, and then suddenly, the ONLY thing I can think about is stopping. I finally did take a walking break. I felt beat. I actually started to think that maybe I should turn back and try again on Wednesday. After all, on Wednesday I could try to hydrate better and eat a lighter breakfast. On Wednesday it would be better. Or would it? I actually started to make the turn to go back early, but stopped myself. No. I said I was going to do 5K today, even if I had to walk it. So I finished it. Very slowly. With drinking fountain breaks and walking. But I finished.
It’s only the third time I’ve EVER gone on a run/jog of that length. One of those times was my race. I’m having a really hard time getting past this distance. I don’t know if it’s that I’m physically not ready to do it, or if it’s just a mental block. I need to figure out how to approach this so that 5K doesn’t seem so long and that I’m able to run it without stopping when the adrenaline is pumping at a race, as well as during non-race situations.
I’ll keep on trying!
When I got home I was wiped, so after I had a quick shower, I made a green monster. It was really thick, so I decided to make it a Smoothie In A Bowl (SIAB). It totally hit the spot and eliminated my plans of fro yo on my way to work. Who needs fro yo when you can have a SIAB?
SIAB consisted of:
3/4 cup nonfat milk
1 cup baby spinach
1/2 frozen banana
1/2 cup frozen strawberries
1/2 scoop of Pea Protein powder
1 tablespoon of Scharffen Berger Sweetened Natural Cocoa Powder
1/2 Kashi Trail Mix cookie crumbled on top for chew
Now I’m going to go back to work and get ready for my “weekend”. I will leave you with a few running questions:
Did you hit any plateaus in your training when you were first beginning to run? Were the blocks physical or mental? How did you overcome them? How did you transition to running distances farther than 5K?