My Running Stories

Earning my stories one run at a time. Finding my way from 3 to 26.2 miles.

Mixing is some observations from the mat & reflections from the field.

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Because that one time you don’t is the time you’ll want them. I couldn’t tell you how many time I packed my sneakers and workout gear when going away for a weekend and it was left unused. For Memorial Day Weekend I went up to CT for a friends celebration. I’m pretty go with the flow on trips and often leave my return trip open for bus or train travel. So Saturday morning I threw 3 dresses in my bag - one for night, one for travel and one for backup. I looked at my sneakers but her gift won space in my bag. I’m an awkward traveler and was already breaking a sweat packing so chose to keep my bag light. So come Saturday night I was talked into a softball game (luckily my friend had an extra pair of sneakers that fit) which lead to go-karting (in a dress thank.you.very.much) that afternoon and boating the next day. I did manage to pack a bathing suit since she has a pool. Full weekend adventures had me returning Monday evening - with my first 3 miles of training to be completed. But I did it and it was even better than expected for being sun-exhausted & dehydrated. So lesson: I will have sneakers with me anytime I stray from my apartment this summer. That said I’m quite impressed with myself how I made it all work.

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So last night for my 2-miler, I filled up one of my fuel belt pods with water to take with me ({my} running lesson #1)…then proceeded to leave it in my apartment. #fail. 
While I didn’t struggle to much without it during the run, I went straight to a yoga class afterwards without time to stop at a water fountain. 
Which led to downing to bottles of water during soccer. Whelp at least dehydration kept me from having to use the awful port-a-potties at the field. 

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So last night for my 2-miler, I filled up one of my fuel belt pods with water to take with me ({my} running lesson #1)…then proceeded to leave it in my apartment. #fail. 

While I didn’t struggle to much without it during the run, I went straight to a yoga class afterwards without time to stop at a water fountain. 

Which led to downing to bottles of water during soccer. Whelp at least dehydration kept me from having to use the awful port-a-potties at the field. 

Simple equation.

It’s hot + I sweat = must bring water

Every.single.run.

Whether it’s one mile or ten.

  Sunday was another group run with : 

                                 

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Again I started to slow drop back, first a few steps behind the front of the pack but not quite with the second group. Then they were about a block ahead, finally all but one were out of eye view. There was one girl with a purple shirt that I recognized as being part of the group so I kept focused on her. It was as we hit the AIDS walk that I became separated from the pack so among the sea of red I focused on the glimpse of purple. Because she began a walk/run pattern I was finally able to catch up and we stuck it out together on the end. With my lovely sense of direction I thought we were on the north side of the reservoir slowly making our way west, feeling doomed because all the groups were suppose to gather back around now. Somehow I was completely off - we were still on the east side - and we quickly met up with them. 

I made sure to join in the group stretches this time. And not fake stretch either but really make sure I felt it. 

This week’s tied-in event was with Jack Rabbit….it introduced the gang to shoe analyze. Since I’m still on a pair that they fitted for me (and I love!) I went back to grab my purse. But I ended up going back to JR’s with some of the girls where I stocked up on fuel anyways.

The run was another reminder - I’d rather be pushing myself at the back of the pack than being ahead and not giving it my all! And truly, it’s these group runs that made me realize it.