As much as I want to chronicle life and running, I suck at this blogging thing. I use what little time I have available to read other blogs but don't get around to saying what I want to say.
Recap from last week.
* Last Tuesday went for a run -- not quite 7 miles. It rained and I didn't do so well. But found trail from friends house to airport so that was cool. We could stay off the damn roads.
* Was supposed to run Thursday but it rained. And by rained I mean it poured. And I was so tired I left work early, came home and slept for about an hour and a half (until 5.30), got up, noticed it wasn't raining, decided to blow off run anyway, made dinner and was back in bed reading by 8 and sound asleep by 9. Apparently I needed to sleep more than I needed to run.
* On Friday I met friend I don't see enough for dinner -- was very good as was going to run 12 miles on Saturday.
* Did not run because it was pouring. I mean buckets.
* (Note to weather gods: this is California. Stop the rain. Even here in NoCal we don't want this much of it)
* Ran 12 miles on Sunday. Mr. Sun decided to show back up, a bit sheepishly I might add, but thank god he did because I was loosing my mind. 12 miles isn't easy because I don't do it often enough but at least I know I can manage half on the 10th.
* My lungs just suck. Or rather they don't. I'd been running fine and dandy all last summer with only occasional problems but then on Thanksgiving when I ran Turkey Trot at 32* temp my lungs decided to stop working for the last mile. That was a bit tough. It was suggested to me that possibly I have exercise induced asthma so I got myself to doc and he told me I had wonderful lungs (I passed the blow test! ha) but did believe me when I told him that running was making me wheeze and cough and all around struggle to get air in so he gave me an inhaler (technically he gave me a prescription for an inhaler but whatever). Which works fine when I remember to use it. Which I did on Sunday but it doesn't seem to last an entire almost 2 hours so by the end of the 12 miles I really couldn't breath. This happened to me the week before when we ran 10 miles and then last Tuesday when I ran almost 7 miles and forgot to use it at all. I find this not breathing thing a bit annoying.
* Last week I read Run Less, Run Faster and I think I've found my approach to this running thing. Because there was no way I was going to be able to run more than I am but I do like the thought of going faster (damn competitive genes). I have to add swimming in as cross training in anyway since I have (for some unknown reason really) told a friend I'd do a triathlon with her (it is on her bucket list, not mine - see how good a friend I am) so anyway, I can just swim and then follow his training program as it almost already fits with what I'm doing but with a bit more structure to my workouts. I'm going to follow this plan for the Disneyland Half on Labor Day weekend -- so we'll see where that gets me.
* Hopefully where it will get me is that I'll learn to swim. Oh yeah yeah, and I'll finish a triathlon (a baby one) and I'll bring down my half marathon time.
I think that's it for now.