Happy May Day! I ran 160 miles and three very different races in April- the Cooper River Bridge Run 10K, the Savannah Women’s 5K, and the Run for Brighter Days 5K, which I’ll write more about this week.
While each race was very far from a PR or impressive (for me) time, all three brought me joy. I’ve often run races where I met my goals but finished overanalyzing my times, focusing on the mistakes I made, beating myself up over mile splits, comparing myself to other runners, or even feeling upset because I didn’t PR by more.
Injuries, illnesses, and layoffs suck. The past six months have certainly put this sport into perspective for me. I hope I spend the next months running toward joy and happiness- and running away from negative self-talk and degrading thoughts.
May 1 marks six weeks back from my six week peroneal tendonitis layoff. It’s the first day of the week, the first day of the month, and a Monday. Today’s the perfect day to start training for something big…
|Thursday||6.2 miles + 60 min. BodyPump|
|Friday||30 min. bike at Planet Fitness|
|Saturday||6.5 miles including Run for Brighter Days 5K (23:27)|
|Sunday||10 miles + 60 min. yoga|
I always like to kick off Monday with a solid effort, so I got in 7.2 miles between a day of work meetings and thunderstorms. I finished just in time, because it started pouring rain just 20 minutes after my run.
On Tuesday, I travelled to Florence for work. It’s close to a two hour drive, which I made that morning (dark thirty wake-up call, anyone?). At work, I had a day full of meetings and a retirement party for my senior writer Carol, who I will miss a lot. I was pretty tired after work and knew a few miles would help me feel better, so I hit the Florence Rail Trail, a flat, paved trail near my hotel. I ran the trail out and back twice.
The Florence Rail Trail is where I did most of my running five years ago when I lived in Florence. Florence doesn’t have many safe places to run or any group runs, and I prepared for my first half marathon by running the rail trail out and back three times, plus another mile, just to log 10 miles. Thinking of that makes me thankful for so many places to run in Charleston and training partners to run with. We have group runs almost every night here, and I rarely have to do long runs completely alone.
Wednesday’s plan was a track workout, but the best-laid plans sometimes fall through. The SHS athletic director messaged me that morning to tell me about a soccer game, so we moved our run from the track to Newington Plantation, one of the hillier neighborhoods in town. After driving back from Florence and changing in the gas station, I was glad to make it to the run even if it wasn’t the 400m repeats I’d planned.
On Thursday, I just ran around the neighborhood then went to BodyPump. We did release 101 which is the newest release. It has lots of pulses, but I liked the workout even if I wasn’t a huge fan of the music.
Friday, I drove to visit my parents since I was running the Brighter Days 5K on Saturday morning, and it’s a lot closer (and easier) to stay with them. My mom and I had a nice dinner, and I spent the evening looking at old high school yearbooks. It’s so amazing how much life and the world have changed since 1999-2003. I took a few pictures for a Throwback Thursday someday.
Saturday’s Brighter Days 5K was rough. It’s a trail course- much like a traditional cross country course, with lots of dirt roads, grass, rocks, and roots. Plus, the heat and humidity were in full swing. I feel passionate about the race’s cause- mental health awareness and organ donation- so I’ve run it three times. It wasn’t a fast course or race, but I was thankful I could get out there like last year.
I spent the rest of Saturday morning driving home, then had lunch with Clay and our friend Jeffrey at Moe’s Crosstown Tavern.
Jeffrey came to visit for 98 Rockfest, which was Sunday, and Moe’s was the perfect place to take him for lunch. I had the balsamic shrimp wrap and side salad as my post-race meal. You can’t beat Moe’s for a delicious lunch.
Sunday’s long run was another brutal one. For one, it was my longest run since February- 10 miles. When driving to Hampton Park, I passed by a digital thermometer at a bank, and it read 77 degrees… at 8:30 AM. The peninsula was quite windy and it was a headwind for much of the run.
Emily, Tom, Jason, and I ran together, and I’m honestly not sure if any of us would’ve completed that run alone. You really do “get by with a little help from your friends” in this sport.