How is it already Thursday?  I considered making this a Catuesday post, but then I realized it was Wednesday, which makes it Whine Wednesday.  Except that’s it’s Thursday.

Oops.

Guess the week is flying by!  Soon it will be ROCK AND ROLL time.

Yesterday’s run:  cold and wet.  This is why I belong to a gym.  But no, I had to be all "hard core".  Fail.

Today’s workout:  AWESOME.  I don’t know what we did.  All kinds of stuff.  Pull ups, lunges with stuff overhead, sprints, burpees, and we also argued over whether the mats in the gym are orange (me) or red (Mike).  I believe I was correct. 

Got home to this on the doorknob:

The race goes quite near my house, so they must have gone door to door and given everybody one!  Very considerate.  One thing that just occurred to me was that Jen and I probably need to leave the area by 6:30 am (road closure time) in order to GET to the race without having to drive completely out of our way.  We should be able to manage that…

Since when did leaving the house at 6:15 to run start sounding like a good idea?

Here’s hoping!  If it stays cool, it’s just a mental game for me.  Of course…that’s where I break down.

(If you’re asking yourself, what is the point of this post, you are doing the same thing I am.)

(The point is I am setting my goals for Sunday’s race.  2:30)

(and I am excited!)

(also my wedding dress came in, I need to make an appointment at the store but I want to bring a friend and scheduling is hard.)

Sunday I ran in the Go! St Louis Halloween 10k.   When I signed up, I thought I would be running with a friend or two, but people were too focused on next week’s race.  Oh well, I don’t mind running alone, it’s character building!

I love the gloves!  And another long sleeve technical fabric shirt.

I got there pretty early because I always worry about parking downtown.  It was easy so I had plenty of time for people watching.  Honestly I didn’t see any really cool costumes—I saw better ones for the 80’s race.  It might have been that the people with awesome costumes just weren’t nearby.  Alternately, it is harder to run a 10k than a 5k.  (10k is 6.2 miles, 5k is 3.1 miles.)

The starting line.  Madness, of course.  I considered starting in the very front but decided it would be a better idea to go further back.

A self-portrait!

There were lots of people!  I should also tell you I went to the symphony concert the night before and then out with friends, so I was functioning on about 5 hours of sleep.  When my alarm went off, I seriously debated not going.  I’m glad I did!

The race was great.  It went through Soulard and then back.  It was hilly but nothing I couldn’t handle.  (It seems everywhere in St Louis is hilly.)  There were a couple rough spots in the race.  First, my shoes came untied…twice!  I was really annoyed by that.  Second, my socks (not running socks, but Halloween socks) started rubbing the bottom of my foot to the extent that I was in some serious pain for mile 4 and 5.  I had to forge ahead, but maybe next time I will reconsider fun socks for a 10k.  The last big challenge was when I was running on part of the course from the April half marathon, and I remember how AWFUL I felt that day and I started to panic just a little bit.  Oops.  But I pushed through and finished strong!  This was only my second 10k ever, and it was a PR.  Let’s hope I can continue my PR streak into next weekend (2:30 or bust)!!

Enjoy some photos!  (Just don’t feel like writing anymore…overall, fun race, good times, would do it again next year.)

 

In my head I remembered this tweet as "Leslie and some bikers will ride out to meet me there" and had this whole Lord of the Rings inspired fantasy going on (like the riders of Rohan).  But I see, looking at the tweet again, that Dad didn’t say "ride out".  Oops.  I THINK this is the end of the road for him, but I’m not 100 percent sure. 

Dad at his cousin’s house in New Mexico.  I’m trying to figure out if the top of his head actually has stripes, perhaps from his helmet, or if that is a trick of the light. 

Oh, and I ran a 10K this morning.

Sunday I ran the MO’ Cowbell Half Marathon.  It was the first year of the race, which was replacing the Lewis and Clark Marathon (which was bought out by the Rock and Roll Series).  I couldn’t resist running a race that involved cowbell!  The race took place in St Charles and was a nice looking 13.1 mile loop.  It was advertised as flat and fast, and the map seemed to just have a few hills towards the end.

Packet pickup was at the Ameristar Casino on Friday or Saturday.  I was busy Saturday so I trekked out there on Friday.  I was amused that the packet pickup for a race was at a casino…in any case, it was very easy.

I got my number, a little cowbell, and a nice long sleeved technical shirt.

We were instructed to bring our cowbells with us to try to set a world record for the most people ringing cowbells at one time.

Sunday morning I got up around 6:00 and headed out the door by 6:30 am.  It was pretty cold so I wore layers—shorts and tank top under a long sleeve shirt.  The race didn’t start until 8:30 am but I wanted to make sure I would find decent parking.

It was really easy to get parking and I ended up in the lot right by the race.  I arrived around 7 am so I read for about 45 minutes before decided to set off in search of a bathroom.  There were about a dozen porta potties set up and the lines were pretty long—luckily I got in line before they got really bad.

It was a beautiful day, and we were right down by the Missouri River.

I wandered around and tried to stay in the sun to keep warmer.  Finally it was time to line up for the start.

We rang our cowbells like crazy people!  And then the race started.

My goal for this race was to run nice and easy and not overdo it.  I wanted to try to be as steady as possible and had decided that shooting for 12 minutes miles would be a good plan.  The first mile I kept checking my watch and seeing how I needed to slow down—it’s HARD to run that slow with a bunch of adrenaline rushing through you, but I knew if I didn’t start slow I’d never make it through.

I had checked the map and it looked like there would be ample water stops so I just brought a couple gu with me.  The first water stop was oddly right past mile 1, but then there wasn’t another one until around mile 6, from my recollection.  That was a little strange.  I also kept thinking I’d have to stop to pee but never wanted to enough to bother with out.  I kept pretty even until around mile 7, when I realized my hip was starting to hurt.  I stretched it out and kept going.  As regular readers know, the past two months of running haven’t gone exactly the way I wanted, and my longest daily mileage leading up to this race was 9 miles, with my longest single run being 7.5 miles.  I knew I could finish, but I didn’t know how I would feel.

After I hit mile 8 I stretched as well.  We had just run through “New Town” which is this odd and creepy (to me) area of St. Charles that was built to be a community within itself.  I find it creepy just because it seems like a bunch of people are trying to “return” to a time in America that never truly existed, but it was actually really nice to run through.  Many people were outside of their houses cheering us on, and the only annoying and dangerous thing was that the course wasn’t closed to traffic and there was QUITE a lot of traffic.

My 4 mile split was around 48 minutes and my 8 mile split was 1 hour 38 minutes, so you can tell I was slowing down.  (From a snail’s pace to begin with, hah!)  After 8 miles I kept having to walk a bit and stretch out the hip.  We hit a hill after that and I just kept going.  Mile 11 was finally done with hills and we were getting towards the end.  I knew I could finish strong enough at this point, and then I started running more and picking people off.  I’ll tell you, nothing felt better than passing people as I was heading towards the finish!  It was funny to me how much harder it was to keep a 12 minute pace at the end—I kept feeling like I was running SO fast, and then I’d look and I was running 13:30 miles.

At the finish line!  Oh, what’s that?  When you have your phone in your belt and it gets sweaty the lens gets cloudy?

Finish:  2:41:22.

Not a pr, but that’s not what I was going for.  A good race, felt good afterwards, felt good DURING, except for my darned hip.

Some race photos—unfortunately I was trying to pause my watch.  I’m just not dealing with that next time (and wouldn’t if I’d known that’s where the picture was!)

But LOOK!  I’m in the air!  I was actually RUNNING!!!!!!

Oh yeah.  IN THE AIR!  Oh, and there may be video if you follow this link.

And a good photo from the parking lot!

Half Marathon #5.  Check!

I promise this will be the last post dedicated to my new shoes (Brooks Pure Cadence).  Today was the first time I took them outside for a run and I wanted to tell you about it.

I lied.  I can’t promise that it will be my last post about them.  I just love them so much.  I know it’s not good to be so attached to a belonging, but seriously these shoes are so cool.  I wore them yesterday for my workout with Mike and he was really jealous he didn’t have a pair of his own.  Though he was a bit sad that the color combination on my shoes was only available for the women.  OH, and they were terrific during my workout, good for treadmill sprints, squats, and even seemed better for burpees, the bane of my existence.

But the real test was running outside.  I headed for the park as usual.

My thoughts after a 3.5 mile run?  The shoes are terrific!  From the moment I first put them on the other night, I felt they offered great support (I have been wearing Mizuno Wave Nirvanas and liking them) and they just felt really comfortable and cushioned the way I like.  They were wonderful for the run, even though I am still pretty sore from the half on Sunday.  I am looking forward to testing them out this weekend for my long run (10 miles on the calendar).

The one issue I’ve had with the Mizunos is that one place on my right foot gets really calloused.  I am hoping that these new shoes avoid that issue.  It’s the same place that my sister gets a callous or blister, oddly.  I guess we’ll see!

I think Brooks should bring me on board as an ambassador for the new line.  These opinions are my own, and I paid FULL price for these shoes but I would gladly buy them at a discount.  I didn’t plan to buy shoes at the launch party, it just happened that way.

Big River Running posted some pictures of the launch party on their facebook page, and I wanted to share a few here for you to see—I didn’t take any of my own pictures because a) I felt silly and b) there was somebody already taking pictures.

These are the 8 different shoes they offer.  The men’s shoes are the lime green ones, Mike, if you are reading this.

The green is pretty cool too!

Lots of beautiful shoes stacked up against the wall.

They even had food!  I suppose it was a party.

Note that I am talking and Jen is laughing at me.  That seems about right.

Visit Big River Running’s website for more information about them.  One of the owners of the store, Ben, is a fabulous runner who won the MO Cowbell Half Marathon I ran in on Sunday. (Yes, won!).