I woke up on Sunday feeling a bit rough. Lack of sleep, illness, the long drive and racing had taken a toll. I made it out to the trail for some running but after about 3 minutes of running I knew that my heart and head was not into the run. So I quit. I drove to the gym and cycled for 30 mins as the plan said, and then ran 1 more treadmill mile.
It was the right thing to do. My coach didn’t even bat an eyelash.
Today I got up..and because mondays involve massage, I had to do my workout at the crack of dawn. It was the dreaded Swim/run/Swim/Run workout. Used to be a terrific tuesday workout. But all I could think of was how tired I felt and how much this was going to hurt.
Making to the gym a little later than planned (Even after getting up a little earlier…) I hit the pool quickly. This is kind of a longer workout and with so many transitions, it gets longer. I swam and let many thoughts float by.
The swim was fine as swims usually are. What I was really dreading was the run. I threw on my shirt and shorts and shoes and ran through the locker room to the front door…Once outside- with limited time, I started to jog immediately.
I felt slow, but nothing hurt or bothered like the other day. Big bonus…the sun was just starting to peek over the horizon…So gorgeous!
Through my run I continued to be amazed that I was able to run…each time I hit a difficult uphill spot, I kept thinking “OK self, here’s the part where things could get ugly.” Things…never really got too ugly.
I finished off the first run and hopped back into the pool.
ARMS…felt just like lead.
Still by the end of the swim, all parts seemed to be working. I proceeded to second run and again was filled with dread, thinking..”Now you’ve gone and tired yourself out..it’s gonna be bad.” While it felt a little bad in the beginning as I chugged up the hill at the half mile point, I found that like the first run, things were going pretty well.
So totally WON the workout. Feel AWESOME!
I have not run a race in so long I’m having a hard time even writing my race report.
Well. Lets start off with saying Vero Beach, Fl…Sounds kind of like Viera…but isn’t the same. I thought they were close. No, no they are not. So I signed up for this race, and only the night before the race did I realize exactly how far away it was. I stared at the map and had to think really hard about wether the drive would be worth it. I knew I was going to run a PR because I have not run a 10K in about a year, so most of my training runs are faster than that PR. I also knew that my new PR wasn’t going to put me into an Age Group win or placement. In addition, I had to consider the fact that I’ve been sick with an upper respiratory/sinus thing and was just starting to feel better on Thursday.
I slept very poorly. I have had a very stressful week at work, and the next 2-3 months promise to be stressful as well. Apparently I had a lot to process, because my head was just spinning and spinning. I did finally fall asleep at Midnight and slept well. The 3:40 am wake up call was not welcome. Somehow as I slept I had decided the race was at 0800, which was just wrong, it started at 0700am! So I casually walked the dog, got dressed prepared coffee…and then realized with a start that I should have already been on the road.
Miraculously I got all the stuff I needed and ran out to the car. Plugging in the directions it estimated I would arrive at exactly 7am. I counted all my chickens before they hatched and bet on the traffic at 5am on a Saturday morning. I bet correctly and made it to the event with about 15 minutes to spare. Definitely not the way to start a race morning though-totally the opposite of calm and relaxed.
Once the drive was over everything got more fun!
This is a GREAT race put on by a triathlon club in Vero Beach. It is one of the most “schwaggy” races I’ve run recently.
I paid 25.00 for entry- if I had been speedier to register, I think I might have paid 20. For that money I got a very well organized race, a running cap and a long sleeved hoodie shirt, as well as some actual free samples in the race bag. (So many times these days race bags are just full of paper.) This is a total steal- when you consider some people pay over 100.00 USD to run the same distance at Disney.
One thing I did not love was that there was only partial chip timing. In other words, there was no start mat. Yep, I know USATF rules go by gun time, but hey, I’m slow, and in being courteous and starting in the back-an appropriate spot- I may have added 10-20 seconds to my time. If I had been thinking I would have asked and started nearer to the front. That said, there were only 225 runners, so it wasn’t much of a delay at all. And since I didn’t ask and assumed, well you know what that makes me!
The weather was perfect for running this morning, starting off at about 65 degrees, ending maybe at 73…so maybe it did get a tad warm there at the end. We all started off running, and I tried to keep a slower/steady pace, but of course ended up Jack Rabbitting out for the first mile. Whenever I don’t race for a long time (3 months at least now!) I always go out faster than I can maintain.
The course was open to traffic which always annoys me, but in Vero, unlike in Melbourne FL, or Tavares, Fl, I had no issues with traffic. There were cars, but the drivers were very respectful of the runners. Volunteers and the Police helped to keep all the runners safe.
At about mile 2.5 my legs became bored with the flat terrain. I am not used to running on flat like that. I started to actually wish that I was running a 5K instead of the 10…just because I was coughing a bit and my legs felt sort of tired. Alas, this was the classic race distance! SO I kept running. I listened to some music and enjoyed the sea breeze which was gentle and provided just the right amount of breeze without feeling like a headwind.
Eventually I found myself at the 6 mile mark and put my head down and tried to push for the last 0.2 miles. I must have because when I finished I could not stop coughing for quite some time. It was a bit embarrassing. Several people commented on my effort, and I thanked them…easier to say thanks than explain that I’m just getting over a nasty infection and didn’t feel the greatest.
I did run a PR. I admit I was a bit frustrated. It was not the PR I envisioned. It also was not the PR I am currently capable of…but it is the time I ran today, and I knocked 2 minutes off my 10K PR time, so that’s something I need to be excited about.
Post race, we milled about a bit, I found a delicious spread of bagels, coffee, many cream cheese spread choices and of course Bananas. I stuck to the bagels and also Natalie’s Orchid Island Juice- which was AWESOME to see!! I eventually went and hit the beach…another reason why this race is SO WORTH THE DRIVE…
I really enjoyed my beach time. The sun was shining, the birds were twittering about and the waves were coming in.
All in all, an excellent race. I’d do it again, though I’d hope to bring along a buddy or two, and make a full on beach day out of it…and Darn it all, I’m not done with the 10K. That time is kind of my usual training time pace…and apparently now it’s my new slow PR.
I really was confused with Thursday’s speed workout.
I had to read it about 5 times, and I still think it was an odd odd one.
1.5 mile warm and then 4 sets of 0.10 mile at 5k pace and then one mile cool.
I THINK he was kind of having me throw in some strides?
Well. The workout went fine. I have become a treadmill fan for Speed work, which is kind of sad, but now my access to the track is severely severely limited SO…
I did it. It felt strange.
I noted at one point that to my left was my coach engaged in what appeared to be serious conversation with someone…but I noted where his eyes were…. On my feet.
Yay for coaching. He never did talk to me. I finished the workout and felt tight as can be so I climbed on the stationary and pedalled for about 6 minutes. My HR was taking forever to recover from this very short run. :(
I considered chatting with him, but just decided on email instead.
I’m just not so sure about this 10K on Saturday. It will not be my best effort, I think I will run it, but I just wish the Admin Assistant had not done what she does yearly….bring that stupid cold virus into the office.
AH well what is done is done.
I’m starting to feel lots better. But I guess I’m not 100% yet.
Tuesday I did Monday’s workout. It went pretty well.
Today I did Wednesday’s workout. (read between the lines, I really did not want to do Tuesdays workout.)
Wednesdays workout was easy and went HORRIBLY.
I saw my coach and paid him the last bit of cash I owe from this month. We had a pretty nice chat. He balances me. I probably depend on him too much, but well thank God for him.
Hoping I get enough sleep tonight and start feeling like myself in time for speedwork thursday.
I really am sick.
I saw many photos of people surrounded by tissues, but I decided to spare everyone. We have all had colds. This is a cold.
Today I did my volunteer duty at Disney’s Glass Slipper challenge. I do this volunteering for the free tickets we get. It is enjoyable and a good way to be a part of RunDisney. I’m definitely not a Disney Runner. These folks pay well over 300.00 USD for some of these races.
So not feeling well was not thrilling me as I rose at 1 am to get down to Epcot.
My entire volunteer duty consisted of Bananas.
I put bananas out of tables for the runners after the race. Loads and loads of bananas. I am actually allergic to bananas. I can’t eat them. They make my mouth itch. I was very careful after handling thousands not to rub my lips or eyes without washing my hands….
I actually had some fun. My team leader is a guy I’d worked with in the past so we enjoyed chatting and singing the song about Bananas having no bones…
It is true, Bananas have no bones.
We got done much earlier than the time listed on my paper (I was scheduled from 3 am to 11:30 am…) and I went home and slept. and slept. and slept. the dog surprised me and just kind of slept up on the couch beside me. It poured down a tropical rain, I slept…I ate a bit and slept.
I finally dragged myself off the couch to take some medicine. took a shower, and SLEPT more.
No way was I going to the gym.
Typically a cold lasts 7-14 days. Will hope this is on the shorter end.
One more Volunteering day.
I do hope by monday I start to feel lots better. One thing that is really hard for me to do is to do any kind of complicated work when ill. I make poor choices. So we will see…so much to do that and my 10K on Saturday, I really want to run it.
We’ll see. Gotta kick the cold.
So it is a rest week.
That doesn’t actually mean…
What’s been funny is that all week things have felt just a touch off. I figured it was the massive job stress. Turns out I was getting sick.
Last night I noticed that my head was all stuffed up and I wasn’t feeling that great. I had some sleeping issues, and used those to enjoy the Olympics programming.
This morning I felt fine, but as I got settled into work, well..I noted I was feeling awful. I took some medication, and got some things done…but…by the end of the day I started to feel really short tempered and annoyed. I made it through the work day and consulted my coach.
Yep. this is why a coach is a good idea.
He looked at me and said…yeah, skip it.
Race next Saturday…I’m concerned about how I will feel for that!
Rest week. Today was kind of not a rest day indeed, but overall It’s been a rest week for the body and an exhaustive week mentally for me.
Work is improving, which is not that surprising, as it could not have gotten much worse.
A friend reminded me that building “character” isn’t fun but it’s good to have character.
Today I did like I typically do in February…I messed up a meeting. No let me tell you how to mess up a meeting.
I scheduled the room from 1-2 and told the physician to come at 1. All good right? I invited EVERYONE else to go to the room at 11:30 am.
Oh Holy cow, how do I do this? WHO does this? Well… I do.
it kind of worked out.
After the meeting, I focused on this Validation problem. I was able to get in touch with out state’s Quality Improvement Organization and this Lovely lovely human, Henrietta walked me through that process, which really helped…I kind of chilled out. Many of my questions were answered and while this is still a major pain in the ass, it is not going to be as bad as I thought it should be.
This week honestly has beaten me down into a pulp.
So when I knew I still had speed work to do I was like yeah..this is gonna suck. I started the one mile warm and towards the end my friend on 4 Square checked in. I admit I was like Oh no…Speed work is hard for me and I didn’t want to chat. Luckily she never came by, I think she understands about Speed work.
Being a rest week I only had 4 800′s I did them at a slowish pace, but came close to wretching a few times so the effort was there. I did shock one of the Treadmill princesses, but whatev…I am sure it gave her something to chat about right?
Got everything done, which made me super happy…I was so sweaty 2 people asked if I came from the pool.
Saw my Coach and wiggled about saying, “I won it, I finally won a workout!!!” He seemed very happy to see me happy. We chit chatted..he suggested I quit my job. I rolled my eyes…I wish I could but I am in kind of deep. I swore at him and he made me feel kind of bad for that. oops it just came out. Then out of the blue he quietly said, “I really hope you are resting…” Yep body is resting. Brain is on overdrive.
Today was kind of the break point.
I got most of the work for the sterile processing done. I can say now I have learned a great deal about endoscopes, and have learned some very shocking things. I am grateful to have some help in folks who actually understand the processing of these items and are backing me up as I try desperately to get this stuff done.
Next task is to figure out the big discrepancy in admission times that our third party vendor is using and what our documentation is saying. And to focus on Validation, my main goal is to get things done correctly.
Resting week continues and that is a great thing because my mind is really not focused on anything but my job.
Today I did a fairly short but pretty good weights workout. Yay.
the Southernaires really have a way about talking about weights that brings me up, even though right now I think I have so much on me that I’m terrified.
Yesterday was Transition Tuesday.
It was a tough day at work. I am feeling kind of exhausted and very concerned about how things are going at work. Work lately dominates my mind, which is not a great thing. But I do have one of those career things, rather than a “job” so it’s kind of always going to be that way.
I found yesterday to do the work I do I needed to verify my identity with the US Government. Wahoo. Got everything notarized and sent off in a fax, and much to my SHOCK…within 15 minutes of sending the fax, I had an email confirming they had received everything.
While getting things notarized, the Chief Nursing Officer (A big part of senior leadership) called me into her office, and I just confessed to her how exhausted and frustrated I am with our current situation. She confessed back to me that she shares the same feelings and that I am not alone. She also really encouraged me telling me that “month by month you seem to just be growing into this job, and you really just doing great.” Her main concern is that she is under the belief that I enjoy this job. Right-O. I told her I had been looking and her face fell. I really like this person, she’s probably the only reason I stay in the position. It was nice to get some encouragement.
So my main goal now is to stay positive.
So after all that on Tuesday I hopped in the pool and swam a short 1500. I felt slow, but looking at the time on the clock it seemed fast…then I plugged the time into daily mile, and well for once my feelings were justified. I WAS SLOW. Ah well. rest week.
I then yanked on short and a top over my suit. It was a warm day, and the wet stuff helped keep me cooler…and I “ran” 2 miles. WOWEE. My legs felt horrible. Just terrible. Funny thing is that my aerobic fitness was not affected by this run. I could have talked all the way through it, never broke a sweat until the last hill…but my legs just hurt. I just took it and ran with it slowly and covered the miles. Today they feel slightly better so I am hoping the 2 miler had a flushing effect.
I saw my coach as I was doing some foam rolling but we didn’t talk. I actually never even made eye contact…I admit to being a bit surprised at how strangely my legs were working but…at the same time, I think it’s probably ok, so no need to get him involved.
Also Saw Mrs. Coach for the first time in a long time which was nice. She seemed to want to avoid me though, ah well. Can’t win them all.
Well. It is a rest week…which is lovely because I am EXHAUSTED.
My Job SUCKS the big suckky suckkerson.
So I am currently trying to get ready for Joint Commission. Joint Commission regulates hospitals. If you do not do well on their unannounced inspections…your hospital can get shut down or fined. A lot of the regulations are infection control, and so I am feeling the burn if you will.
I’m also trying to study for a certification exam. I am so sick of studying and trying to cram so much material into my head.
Today I got the phone call that our hospital was randomly selected for “validation” for several infection control measures. This has not happened before, so add this to the plate of misery. I almost cried. For about an hour as I tried to absorb all the information regarding this process, I actually had the ears buzzing light headed sensation.
Before all of that I knew I was wiped out anyway. I got up super late and was hating all over my very short swim…1000 yards only. I got up so late I actually didn’t have time to run the 1 miler too. My time management was awful. I mean it takes me about 19 minutes to swim 1000. about 10 mins to run.
Post work my massage therapist forgot to call me yesterday and cancel…they were renovating the office. So I showed up and was waiting and waiting and waiting. He felt terrible, because of course that is the way to lose clients. I was kind of glad to skip- I’m not super sore and it’s good to save money. He lost out on cash, but..actually, that is kind of my subtle message to him. I did not want to rearrange my week around getting a massage, so if he couldn’t do it and failed to cancel…well…I’m not rescheduling to pay him money.
That left me free to run the 1 mile on the program. I was really feeling miserable. I gave my coach some cash and he spent a bit of time really checking in with how I was doing. What I would do without this person in my life…I have NO idea. He didn’t really say too much. i told him about my day and there was that moment where he just looked at me and I at him and all was understood. You don’t get that with too many people in life. it’s not soul mates or something like that…this results in two people who have made a very strong effort to know each other deeply.
My Mile felt like a mile after a long run…pretty rough. It seems to take a long time.
Going to try to rest a lot tonight and then to get things together for tuesday. All of this is conquerable. It’s just gonna be quite uncomfortable for a while. On the plus side…it’s rest week…and I sure do need it.
After reviewing this weeks program, I sent a fast email to the coach. ”Not gonna fight this week one bit..” He laughed his head off.