I tend to not make New Year’s resolutions because they’re so cliche. But then again, maybe saying they’re so cliche has become so cliche that it’s now not-so-unoriginal to make them anymore.
I made a whole list this year. Most of it is running related, either directly or indirectly. So I thought I’d share it here.
In no particular order:
#1 Don’t get injured.
So I tried to do the Runner’s World holiday running streak (running at least a mile every day from Thanksgiving until New Year’s Day) because I didn’t want to wait until January to get myself back into running consistently. That would be so cliche. Continue reading
at the front of my corral
This race? Just awesome.
Great scenery: downtown, Stockyards, neighborhoods, bridges, and everything that epitomizes Fort Worth. The energy of this massive event just feeds you, even while you’re running upward on long gradual slopes (which there are a few), panting, digging really deep, and wanting to shout “Who put this hill here? Unfair!”
My favorite part, I have to say, was running through the Stockyards. The cheering spectators and the old-timey Fort Worth ambiance give you a little energy boost in the middle. However, I didn’t really have the foresight to worry about running on the uneven brick road in my Alien Shoes (Vibram Five Fingers)…that didn’t feel great.
Fort Worth YMCA Turkey Trot 10K on November 25 = 56:52
Kara, me, and our vffs
Santa Scurry 5k on December 3 = 25:32
me, kara, and our festive hats
The common PR’ing denominator here is obviously my sister-in-law. I’ve always preferred being a solitary runner and never saw the benefits of running with someone else. Until now. I’m learning other people tend to push you in ways you wouldn’t push yourself.
Plus, apparently it makes you smarter:
“…Psychologists in the US have stated that the benefits of having a training partner whilst running also include making you smarter; as you run and talk more areas of the brain are stimulated.”
It pays to branch out a little, both in running and in life.
Happy holidays and happy running.
nearing the finish line
Today I finished my first half marathon. I stared down a race distance that’s been intimidating me for over a year.
I finished in 2:06:06, feet and legs burning, clothes sweat-soaked, with an enormous smile on my face. I ranked number 10 out of 39 women age 25 – 29, and ranked 143 out of 518 overall. (Results here.) Continue reading
Yesterday I took my Alien Shoes out for their very first off-roading adventure in Lakeview, MI.
You won’t find Lakeview on a large state map. It’s in middle-of-nowhere Central Michigan, somewhere between Greenville and the movie set of Children of the Corn. (Not really. But basically.) We’re staying with Brian’s sister for the last few days of a multi-destination, week-long road trip spent more in the car than out of it actually doing stuff. Or it feels that way.
stretching in my Alien Shoes
Last week I picked up some Vibram FiveFingers Bikilas.
Brian calls them my Alien Shoes. I call them minimalist bliss.
This goofy, unconventional, amazing footwear is meant to simulate barefoot running. I’m not even sure what inspired me to jump on this granola-ish train, but I think it has to do with injury prevention. I’ve been mildly and kind of unnecessarily paranoid about injury lately. But I also just thought they’d feel cool.
Um, injury prevention? That does sound a bit backward, when athletic shoe giants are forever promoting bells and whistles designed to shield you from the supposed dangerous impact of the sport. Don’t you need support, people often ask.
Well, no, I don’t.