Heavy heart and hard decisions

Something has been weighing on my mind for a few weeks now and I just can't shake it. I'm having to make a decision that I don't want to have to make. My husband is in the military (for those that don't know) and is going to be deploying to the Middle East for the month of October. As far as deployments go - it's a cinch...just a month. Nothing to really even notice. It isn't 6 months, it isn't a year. But it is in the middle of training for the Savannah Marathon.

I haven't been training....my 16 week program started 4 weeks ago. And I've run about 16 miles in the 4 weeks. The heat has really been burning me out and making it hard for me to find my motivation. While I was on vacation last week I was deciding whether or not to start a 12 week training program (beginning today). I looked at the schedule and it is possible (as long as the weather cools by 25 degrees in the next 2 days). The problem is the three 20 mile training runs are all scheduled for October.

I'm a stay at home mom of a 5 year old and 2 year old. Thankfully school starts up soon and my 2 year old will be in preschool two days a week. I will have 4 hours on Tuesdays and Thursdays to work out and run. I just don't think it is possible to run 20 miles between the time I drop off and pick up the kids. I could squeeze in the actual mileage - 20 miles would be about 3 hours and 20 minutes. But I just don't think the logistics are possible. Not to mention being totally fried after a 20 mile run and having to go straight to the elementary school to get my kindergartener. I don't want to ask my parents to keep the kids on Saturdays for 1/2 of the day (or longer) for 3 weeks, plus the 4 days they are keeping them for the actual trip to Savannah.

I'm going to train for the next week or two like I'm still training for the marathon, but I suspect that very soon I will have to decide to change my registration for Savannah to the half marathon. My heart is broken, but I just do not think it is possible to do it all.

Fell off the wagon

Trying to get back to blogging. I started a site on Facebook with the same name as the blog - Mom and Running It. Going to try to use each of the sites to cover all of my bases. I'm not sure what I'm doing.....I just know I want to do this. Some how, talking about running and encouraging/motivating others has become like a calling to me. Hopefully this calling will eventually earn me something other than praise - though I LURVE getting the praise! Somehow there is a business opportunity in this.....I just know it.

Anyway...........training for the Savannah Marathon is underway - this is week 3 - I just completed a 4 mile tempo run this morning. 3 miles at pace - approx 8:30. The more I think about trying to run 13.1 miles that fast in Philadelphia in September, the more I feel a panic attack looming. It's just so hot, that training in this heat is bringing me down. After mondo success at the Secret City 1/2 last November, I think I'm going to save the big guns for then. Philly is still favorable for a PR, but I suspect it will be in the 1-2 minute range, not 5-7. Doesn't matter, though - every second off of a PR is a victory.

Somehow I managed to drop the ball and between procrastination, our trip to the beach coming up, and the Philly 1/2, I've missed the dates for every single triathlon this summer. The thought was to do 1-2 sprints this year to get ready for an Oly in June and a 1/2 Ironman next fall. Thinking about a 1/2 Ironman in just over a year makes me sweat kittens. Funny thing about a HiM, my husband, who has no interest in triathlons or in tattoos announced today that he had a vision of himself getting an M dot tattoo.

It will be interesting to see where to road to triathlon leads each of us in the next year or two.

I always knew I was a little crazy.......

.....but am I Insane? I'm going to be. In my effort (ahem......struggle) to shed the rest of my excess baggage, I've decided to try something new. Insanity is a 60 Day exercise program with nutrition plan. Because I wasn't kicking my own ass well enough alone, I decided to pay $150 to have someone else do it for me.

I think it is going to be an interesting ride and will be enough of a shock to my system that my body will finally submit and lose these last 20 lbs. Either that, or I will drop dead trying. Off we go!!

I'm not a swimmer

It's funny to think of myself as a non-swimmer. Of course I can swim. I grew up with a pool in the backyard, we have a neighborhood pool that I frequent with the kids in the summer. We own a boat - I spend most Saturdays in the summer neck deep with a life jacket and a beer. But I'm not a "swimmer".

Other than taking lessons on "how not to drown" when I was about 6, I've never taken a lesson. Or learned to swim, or swam a stroke, been on a swim team of any variety. I just "swim". Or as my favorite author (Jen Lancaster) says, I "wallow" in the pool. I flounder, I doggie paddle, I float. But I don't know how to actually "swim".

Last summer I started going to the neighborhood pool to swim laps because I wanted to cross-train with my running and because I eventually want to do a triathlon. Mostly I swam what I think of as "the crawl". I would just swim with my head never moving and my arms and legs moving under the surface. It works, but it is SLOW and I'm burning very little energy.

Last week I decided it is time to learn to swim. Actually swim. I talked to the Aquatics Director at the Y and she said she'd hook me up with an instructor (I suspect she thought I was crazy when I told her the swim lessons weren't for my 5 year old, but for myself). By coincidence, a friend of mine, who is an employee at the Y, offered to instruct me for free.

FYI - the $65 I saved is going into my "I need a bike fund".

So this morning, with my swim suit on and my goggles in hand, I joined Shannon at the pool to learn to swim laps. Turns out my "freestyle" wasn't even close - and here I was thinking I looked like Michael Phelps while I wallowed the length of the pool. Not even close, but after a little instruction, I'm getting better.

I tend to turn my head forwards without meaning to after I've taken a breath. My legs go all crazy as I'm taking my breath and I suck in lots of water. But I'm getting better. I figured out how to twist my head side to side without looking forward. I learned to turn my head up further to grab that breath so I don't suck in a gallon of salt water. I'm trying to better control my leg motion as I'm concentrating on the breathing.

I am no Michael Phelps, but I can finally say that I can swim. I can't wait to get in the pool again and work on an actual workout. The pool swim for my first tri is about as short as they come - 150 meters. But I can say that in July, I'll be ready.

Now, about that bike............

Just when things were going well

I was SO excited to really be back on track this week. I had to great outdoor runs - a tempo and an awesome interval workout. Then the stomach bug invaded my house. I might not have been working out for the later part of this week, but I've lost a nice amount of weight! HA Not what I intended.

I feel better enough to workout, but with two sick kiddos and an out of town hubby, it's not in the cards. It's days like this I really, really miss my treadmill.

My husband comes home tomorrow - I might even meet him at the door with a can of Lysol in my hand and my running shoes on my feet "tag, you're it!!"

There always seems to be a setback as a try to ramp up again. Ah well, the good news is I can still get out there on Sunday. I'll still meet my mileage goal for the week. But I wanted to get ahead and have a couple of cross training workouts under my belt.

I'm excited - there's always next week. I'm going on a girls weekend with 4 of my favorite ladies - to Lake Tahoe! Woohoo!! I cannot wait. The good news is that one of my favorite running buddies is one of the girls going! I am so looking forward to heading out for a long run in Incline Village with Alissa! It's going to be awesome - even if they don't have oxygen at that altitude!

To PR or not to PR......that is the question.....

Well, not really. Of course I want to PR this spring. The real question is.....by how much?

I ran a personal record time in the half marathon in November - a 1:58:26. That was a whopping 13 minutes of my previous best time and the result of about 5 months of kick butt training. I worked harder than I knew I could and I relished in it. The work paid off. It took a second attempt and other 2 months of training, but I was able to take my previous best time of 2:15 (Nashville 2010). My first attempt didn't go as I hoped and I ended up with a disappointing time of 2:11 (Air Force 2010). I worked hard for another 2 months and pulled out the PR I'd been hoping for - with another 90 seconds to spare!

A good friend (and running buddy) of mine suggested we shoot for a 1:50 in May. At the time it seemed like an awesome idea. Ever since running the Disney marathon in January, I've been tired. It has definately taken a while for me to get back on my game. Only in the last week or two have I felt like I can get back to really training, versus just running for fitness. There are 12 weeks until my target PR race - the Capital City Half Marathon in Columbus, OH. That 1:50 is a really, really lofty goal.

I just don't think I have that kind of pace in me - not for 13 miles. I'd have to aim for about an 8:20 per mile pace. I can barely maintain that pace for a 5k. I started playing around with some numbers in the Runner's World Smart Coach tool and I think I found a happy medium. I printed up a 12 week workout schedule for a 1:53 half. That's a 5 minute PR (should I pull it off) and brings me within range of a 1:50 half with further training. Little pieces at a time, right?

Time to get jogging....oops, I mean blogging.

After typing up many a running adventure on Dailymile, I figured it was time to start tracking my life as a runner with a blog. Please feel free to follow me and I'll do my best to keep up with this to track my successes and failures as I continue on this adventure.