Archive for November, 2009


true story

I have a really hard time finding music that gets me pumped up. I’ve scoured for ideas but, you see, I am really picky when it comes to music and it’s not the type of music you’d run to. Counting Crows, Jack Johnson, Ben Harper. These don’t make for good running music.

Luckily, I’ve happened upon some Black Eyed Peas songs that work for me (Let’s Get it Started, anyone?), but I have a bizarre confession: I have a song. You know, that one song that when it comes on you feel like you’re in your element? Your song has the perfect beat for your pace. And, well, just gets you going. Well, what’s embarrassing about this short tale is that “my song” is probably not what you would expect…

Please ignore the ridiculous cheesiness of the video. And the fact that he like jumps while he sings. Weird. But it was the 90s, after all. So what about you? Do you have a “song?” Something that just fuels you while you run? I know I’m in desperate search for some new tunes.

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reality strikes

This time, it’s not in the form of giving up. It’s just in the form of… errrr… modifying my goals. I think that the idea behind my first marathon being a farewell to the city of Gainesville is a sweet idea. In theory. But working two jobs – one being my own business, being a full-time graduate student, and trying to be a happily married individual who spends time with her husband and dog-child and a marathon-runner. Well, something has to give.

So, I have modified my plan to reflect the new schedule and it seems so much more manageable. But, more importantly, it seems so much more fun. I cannot remember where I read or heard it, but once upon a time I was told that if you are running and you aren’t having fun then you should slow down. I am taking that in a broader sense; if I can’t have fun on my runs then what’s the point? I am not giving up, I’m being realistic. If training isn’t fun for me then either I won’t do it at all or I won’t ever want to do it again. And, that’s just silly.

Today, however, I skipped my run with the promise I’d make up for it on my rest day on Friday. Do you ever do that? Trade days or split mileage between other days to get a break. Sometimes I feel a little like I’m bartering with myself. I just. couldn’t. do. it. Yesterday I did a work out video (yes, I said video like as in, in front of the TV) that quite literally kicked my butt. I’m sore everywhere. I have muscles I didn’t even know existed that are sore. More on that later. [Not the muscles, but the video.]