Right now I’m training for a half-marathon. I am super-ridiculously excited to run it. I’ll be running with an amazing friend who lives far, far away. She’s so amazing she’s just like me. I wish I could see her everyday. But instead we’ll settle for a 2.5-hour race we can squeal and talk all the way through. Actually, I want to run the whole thing holding her hand, but that might elicit too many stares at a time when I am already self-conscious of my geeky running shorts.
And as if my dear friend were not enough, my speedy little sister, cousin and soon to be cousin-in-law will also be zooming around. GO FAMILY!!!
So anyway. In preparation for our 13.1-mile-talk-a-thon we are training. I did a marathon in 2005, and followed a training plan religiously. It was hard work. It was a HUGE time commitment.
There is no way I can do such a thing right now. Nor can she. I only have two kids and no paying job. She has THREE, count them 1,2,3 offspring AND a job. Holy guacamole. She’s amazing.
I have to be realistic. I have to sleep. Otherwise I’m likely to be too crushed by reality and turn to chocolate, caffeine and cookies – during the race. This means I cannot, cannot, cannot, expect to run 5 days a week, or even work out in any capacity 5 days a week. So I need to follow a realistic training plan.
And how about I even modify it more? Sure, I will run 3 days a week, but the other two days of cross-training? Eh. Maybe. Maybe not. It’s not because I wouldn’t loooove to do them, it’s because I’ve got two kids and a husband who need to be loved on at least a little every day. Oh, and I have to keep them clothed, fed and reasonably clean. The kids, not the husband. He can bathe and dress himself. And if he doesn’t – I just step away.
So, I have to pick and choose my workouts. And you know what? That’s fine. I’m not trying to break through any finish line tape or set a new land speed record. So far I have been pretty faithful about getting in 4 workouts a week. I’m up to 10 miles for long runs, and I’m feeling pretty frisky. I do a circuit on Monday, two short runs during the week – anywhere from 3 to 6 miles – and one long one on the weekend. I think its working. I’ll let you know after April 7th.
Here’s another one with more runs each week, but from a moms’ running blog, so seemingly possible:
Also, at least one of my weekly runs is with a wee one in the jog stroller. Sometimes two. And I just want to say that when they’re both in there, they are not so wee….whoooo holla! – they are heavy. Together they weigh 50 lbs, and that doesn’t even count the weight of the double jogger. I don’t condone complaining, but this is not an exaggeration; any little hill has me huffing and puffing like tiny blue Thomas the Tank Engine. So, if I only get in 2.5 miles, I try not to fret. And before yee judge, yee try it and see.