July was a fast and furious month for me. Apart from starting a new job, there are birthdays, parties, friends, family, and the like. Add to that some oppressive heat and humidity that kept me more indoors than outdoors. Excuses, excuses….
I was trying to get my long runs in on Sundays, since Saturdays were largely booked. Still, I fell short of either my mileage or the full run many of the weeks. Last week I determined that if I wasn’t able to get out on July 30th then there was no point in training up for my marathon in October. So determined…I awoke and readied myself for a long run. The group was going 16 miles (where I should be) and I was targeting 14 in hopes of capitalizing on my later than scheduled marathon.
I was able to get 13.1 miles in on Saturday morning thanks to some friends in the running group. When I split off from them to complete my shorter run my energy levels sunk. It was hot, humid, and I’d already had signs of heat exhaustion. Still, I was able to recover and finish my long run thus getting myself back on track.
It isn’t enough to want the marathon. I need to want the training too. One doesn’t happen without the other in my head but I seemed to have foolishly separate the two. I’d rationalized that not getting my short runs was okay as long as I got out once a week. But, I wasn’t even doing that. No more. I want the training, I want the marathon, I want the healthiness that I’m building toward.
It is time to get serious and now I am.

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I recently picked up a bike to commute around town with. It isn’t anything fancy but I tricked it out with the commuter rack, saddlebag, mirror, and lock. I took it out for a 6-mile round trip the other day and noticed how different it is from running. Granted, I’m going in the same direction (forward) but the pushing is coming more from my quads on the bike. I feel like this is complimentary to the running; which is probably why so many runners also bike or tri.
I’ve been slacking for 2 weeks on my running and exercise. I’ve also been under a lot of stress for the last few months at work (more on this in a follow-up post on stress and my health). Combine these two things with a habit of eating like I was running 20+ miles a week and it makes for an easy slide up the scale.