Wednesday, April 15, 2009

MentoRena

Running skirt, Check. Fuel belt, Check. Inspiration, ?

Hiatus.

Holy hell, was that a huge interruption in my blog or what? I really intended to keep blogging following the race, but after some half hearted weekly visits to the track, I lost a LOT of my fitness and routine. Once you aren't preparing for a race, it's hard to stay motivated. I guess that means I'll be signing up semiannually for either a half or full marathon. I don't want to give this up.
It wasn't too long before my TNT Manager was emailing me to get me on as leadership for the Summer Marathon Team. She was very convincing and spoiled me with flattery...so I gave in. I helped recruit participants, attended Informational Meetings and other events, and committed to running another race. This time, I'm training for the San Diego RocknRoll Half Marathon at the end May. I chose San Diego because I've heard the course is fun and fast. San Diego has a special place in my heart and I would love to honor it with a hard run. I'm also debating signing up for the Inaugural Seattle RocknRoll Half Marathon in June.
It's a very different experience when your goal is to motivate, inspire, provide. I often find myself running alongside a participant, struggling to keep going myself, while pushing them. I try really hard not to let them see it. :) I guess in the end, they are helping me a lot too.
I've come to realize that I have a wealth of running related information I've gathered in the last year. I guess after training for 9 of the past 11 months it's not surprising. I feel like I learn more everyday, from my coaches, magazines, and my own human experience. What a relief that RunnersWorld and Women's Health say running and caffiene go hand in hand! (Have 8 oz. of Joe before a long run, or supplemented during your run for a performance boost!)
Even though it seems I am progressing, there comes a time when training gets tough, breaks become too frequent and advances start slipping away. Last night, I did make it to Track Tuesday after a two week break due to family in town and the flu. When we got kicked off because of a Varsity Lacrosse game, we regrouped, and planned to head to another track. I was seriously debating just driving home as I walked to my car when a participant pulled up next to me and asked what was going on. I thought, damn, she saw me. The wind was shelter-worthy and bitingly cold. My Coach Ed was driving behind me, then my Coach Gail cut off the car in front of me. Even though they probably had no idea where I was, I felt the commitment in their presence, and pulled into the Aviation Track parking lot. After much complaining, I got out my 3 and half miles of speed training and felt good. I knew that would happen. But man, it was brutal out there!