Wednesday, March 06, 2013

Tight Rope

I've been struggling since December with a back injury.  Last month I went to a specialist for an MRI and it showed no disc damage.  Which is good, but the doc couldn't answer the question of why my back is sore all the time. It is constant.  Just varying degrees. It really messes with training and my mind.  The soreness can lead to a tweak and the tweak can lead to me being bed ridden again.  That truly sucked and I do not want to be in that type of pain again. Plus, my goal race is coming up fast! June will be here before I know it.

On Sunday I overdid it with my back during a yoga class.  It was the leg lifts.  I knew better, but did it anyway.  The moment I woke up on Monday morning, I knew this was going to be a problem.  And it is.

I feel like I am walking this tight rope. When do I keep going or when do I call it a day. Am I letting the fear of getting hurt hold me back? Is it really physical or me wussing out mentally.

Tuesday was a hard swim workout. Like vomit inducing hard.  6 sets of 50 yard repeats that start on the minute. Rest 45 seconds between each set.  I made it through 4.5 sets because the right side of my back was getting tight.  My coach was there and said to stop. I did, but I felt like a complete and utter failure. Still do.  Mentally I was toast and I feel like I used my back as an excuse.  But here is the thing.  My back really did hurt. But not enough that I couldn't have continued. Stopping was to ensure that I didn't make it worse and I know it was the right thing to do.

It is so hard sometimes. 

Just hard.

Sunday, March 03, 2013

Tipp Hill 2013

Yesterday was the Shamrock 4-Mile race around Tipperary Hill in Syracuse.  This race has grown by leaps and bounds over the years! The first year we ran it there were only about 200-300 people.  Five years later this race brought in 3,000 runner/walkers. It has become one of the most popular local races because of the fun atmosphere, challenging course and the parties during and afterwards!

I love running a race where the locals are hooting and hollering for runners while chugging a beer. And the local bands on the route are fantastic and even the neighbors turn on the car stereo to get the music blasting.  You also get to see all sorts of characters and one always stands out from the crowd.  Like this guy:

The temps yesterday were in the 20's and this guy ran the race in this.  Why?  I am not sure? But he definitely was the talk of the race.  This. I don't get.  Why?  Did he lose a bet?  Holy shit balls ( or no balls) he had to have been freezing.

Although I love this race it is getting more and more frustrating to actually race it and is becoming more of a fun run.  It is getting so crowded and people who are clueless to running line up in the 8 m/m corral. Makes me NUTS.  We crossed the timing mat and sure enough .25 mile in we are passing WALKERS! This makes me have race rage. Walkers who line up with runners make it extremely difficult to maneuver around and is dangerous in a crowd of 3,000 on a narrow course.  One of these days I would love to ask a person why they decided to line up where they did?  Not to be mean, but to understand the thought process.

The start was a little rough, but overall I felt pretty damn good.  Mile 3 is the worst with the 'grinder' hill and I managed to keep my pace at 9:30. The last mile I was able to get my pace under 9! Wooo hooo!  Finished in 37.46.  Not to shabby.

My friend, Shannon, her husband won his age group with a time of 24:39.  What the.......... In my head I can even imagine running that fast!!! The race was won with a time of  20:45.  INSANE!

It was a great race and a great time.