Weight for me!

So I'm not allowed to run. And I can't really bike yet, or be on my feet to exercise. So that means if I want some exercise, I have to use...my upper body!

Dun-dun-DUN!

The other day, I was playing with my niece and nephew, and they were trying to push me across the room, while I tried to push them back. I was letting them win (honestly!), and after one victory, Shelby said in a singsongy 4-year-old voice, "I'm strong, 'cause I'm four." She then made us compare muscles, and declared that mine looked the same as hers.

So, it's off to the gym during lunch for Dave. Yesterday I lifted over 200 pounds. No, not at the same time.

Columbus Marathon 2005

It wasn't as fast as I had hoped, but I made it!



For a few weeks, it was very much in doubt if I'd even get to start this marathon. Because of the pain in my foot, my doctor was hesitant to clear me for the run. We agreed to see how I felt after a few weeks of only cross-training. I decided my foot felt good enough to give it a shot, so I signed up for the marathon two days before the race.

I trained with the MIT (Marathoner in Training) group in Columbus. I'm glad I joined the group, as it really helped get me out for the long weekend runs. The 20 mile training run was the longest I managed, so I didn't quite know how my body would react to the full marathon. I ran with a group of four during the training, and all four of us started the race together.

For the first mile, we pretty much stuck together at a little over a 9 minute pace. Once we hit the first water stop, though, it became difficult to stick with each other in the crowd, and we broke down into two pairs. The first 7 miles or so kind of flew by. We saw some areas of Columbus I've never been through, and saw some very big houses! I guess the mayor was out on the corner at one point, but I must have been zoned out, because I totally missed him.

Around mile 7, my foot started aching a little bit. I'm not sure if it was the uneven roads, or just the stress of running. It's possible my gait changed a little bit. More on that to come.

Mile ten brought us back into downtown, and I got to see Meredith and my family for the first time during the race, which was a nice boost. At this point, I was still feeling great. Miles 10-13 took us on a loop through German Village, south of downtown, and I got to see everyone again around the halfway point, which is back in the city. We crossed the halfway point at 2:02, on pace for a great time and with plenty of energy.

The middle part of the marathon goes up High Street for over five miles, and is a gradual uphill most of the way. This stretch started okay; however, that would change at mile 15. Suddenly, I felt my IT band *twang* across the outside of my knee. I stumbled pretty badly, and had to pull over to the side of the road. I tried some stretches and started running again, but I couldn't finish the mile running. To that point, I had run the whole way, water stops and all, so it was discouraging.

For the next 11 miles, I was only able to manage short bursts of running until my knee flared up, and I'd have to pull over again. The most frustrating part was that we were keeping such a great pace to that point, and I had to watch the 4:15 pace group pass me, and then watch the 4:30 pace group pass me. There was just nothing I could do.

So, I walked and ran all the way home to the finish line, averaging over 12 minutes a mile. It was strange feeling so...not tired towards the end of such a long run. That didn't make me any less glad to see my family at mile 26, and to turn the corner down to the finish line. I saw my watch nearing the 4:45 mark, and sprinted down to the tape, despite my knee's protests. I crossed the line at 4:44:18, and could say I had run a marathon.

I'm not ruling out another, but for now it's time to heal up.

Thanks to Meredith and my immediate and extended families for their support on the track, to John, Gretchen, and Katie for training with me, and to everyone else who helped me in my training or came out for the race!

Marathon Success!

I finished my first marathon yesterday in 4:44:18! Details to come.

Injured...again.

Here's the bad news: I have yet another injury. This time, it's a stress reaction in my foot. (Specifically, my cuboid bone)



My doctor isn't thrilled about the prospect of me running a marathon on it, but it's either that or throw away all this training. I really want to get through at least one of these things, with all the work I've put in. However, I haven't been able to run consistently for the last month. So, I'm nervous about how this marathon is going to go; moreso because I've never run one before.

In more upbeat news, my four-year-old niece is moving. Or so she's convinced.

"We're moving. Tomorrow. They're tearing down our house."

Um, does your Mom know about that?

"Yes. We're moving. Tomorrow. They're tearing down our house."

Turns out her neighbors are moving, and nobody's house is getting torn down tomorrow. :)