Halloween was a lot of fun. I got to do my traditional Halloween job of walking around the neighborhood with my boys to trick or treat. One of the other fathers in the neighborhood (and an ultra-marathoner to boot) dressed up in a super hero costume with a big “B” on his chest. He was toting a cooler and had gone as Beer Man.
We also had dinner with friends on Friday night as well. It always feels good to reconnect.
This week in C25K had me running 28 minutes without stop on all three days. Next week is the last week of the program and will hopefully end in the Mason Mini 5K.
With my run today I have completed week 7 of C25K and once again, felt very strong. The boys have been going with me every now and again and that always helps me.
My wife has decided to rest her shins rather than continuing to aggravate her shin splints. The disappointment of having to stop after making great progress is evident in her face. I think she’s doing the right thing though. Giving herself time to recover will end up saving her an even longer lapse at some point in the future.
As is very typical of her, even though she’s in pain, she continues to encourage me to keep going. She even started to look at 5Ks for me, knowing that she won’t be able to run. I love her.
At the moment, the Mason Mini 5K on November 8th is the front-runner.
The week ended with a 25 minute run with no breaks. Again, seems so small to real runners, but it felt like a big deal to me. Especially after being so disheartened by last week’s failure. I’m inching closer to completing C25K, so I should probably start looking for a 5K.
Both boys’ fall baseball seasons ended today and they both loved it. We had a fathers vs. kids game after the older boy’s game and that was fun too, except after having run this morning, my legs were pretty tired when I was asked to be the catcher.
My wife used to run a small business named It’s the Little Things and it came to mind tonight.
Got my run in today with both of my boys in tow, and I felt great. There’s something about having either one of them along that makes the whole thing go better. Maybe it’s because I’m no longer just worrying about how I feel and that my _________ hurts, but I’m trying to look out for them. Or maybe it’s smiling at my younger boy’s constant questions. That kid’s energy for conversation is absolutely insatiable. The other thing I found is how much better each of them feel when they’ve had a chance to go out and “help” Dad.
Completely unrelated to running, but it looks like one of my favorite people from a former employer is going to come work for my company. It always feels better when your surrounded by people you want to be around at work.
My wife, on the other hand, is struggling with shin splints. She had done this same program last year and succeeded at running a 5K in August. But her shins really bothered her then, and now she’s feeling it again. I’m not sure whether I should be saying, “Push through the pain,” or “you should really take it easy.”
My little thing today is that I do better and my family does better when I focus less on me and more on them.
Last week is gone, and I got right back up on the horse (so to speak) today. While a significantly shorter run, I felt great and for more motivated. This week is supposed to end with a 25 minute run so I need to work hard to get there.
Right foot, left foot, right foot, left foot …
Not many posts this week, and, frankly, a pretty tough week. Work was pushing, pushing, pushing, so I never really felt like I had time for much else. I have to admit I’m pretty down about the whole thing and then I just failed on my last C25K workout of the week. The final run (this morning) was supposed to be a 20 minute run without breaks, and I couldn’t make it. I got to about 17 minutes then just couldn’t go on.
Pretty demoralizing after quite a high from last week. I must work hard to rebound next week and maybe even make up for the missing couple of minutes.
I need to remind myself that it’s not supposed to be easy. Bad running days, like bad work/life/dad/brother days are inevitable and I need to keep pushing on.
I did it. Here’s what “it” is:
- Completed this week on a great run with my wife, two boys and our nutty dog on an absolutely beautiful, crisp fall morning. We went to a nearby park (instead of my typical route) and I have to remember to do this more often. The same scenery day after day can get stale.
- Completed the first month of C25K. So far, I am couch to 1.5 miles.
- I got a new pair of running shoes! My God, I feel like I’m running on cushions. So very nice.
- I got a bloody nose in the the middle of my run! As I was completing the last few meters, my older son scootered up to me an said, “Dad what happened? Are you OK?!” I said, “I feel great! Why?” “Dad, you have blood all over your self.” Apparently, I sprung a leak.
Here’s the nutty dog I mentioned. His name is Mosely.
I have two reasons to be happy about running math:
- If I complete this week, judging my pace in a very rough way, I think I will have completed five full miles. I can practically hear the giggling of serious runners out there, but it feels like a big deal to me.
- If I do complete the week, I’m getting new running shoes.
If I thought even for a moment that anyone other than me was reading this, I’d ask for input on the shoes, but I’m certain I’ll get some advice from a local running store.