Now just Hurry up

The project is on.  I fly out Thursday night.

Admit I’m a bit nervous as I have not been in Nigeria for about 10 years.  (Man, I am old..I actually feel old.) In addition, I travel alone for most of the first part of the journey. Not so thrilled about hitting Lagos all by myself lonesome, but having done it before I can do it again.

This is particularly good timing, as my coach examined my back last night. He poked and prodded and threw me up on the table and pulled and pushed on it and said, Yes, you have strained your QL.


Exactly “how” I did it is a bit of a mystery.  It really isn’t that bad a strain but it is noticable when I do certain things, like sit-ups.  He did actually work on it a bit and this morning it feels a bit better.

That said. I will be resting and not doing a ton of running while over there.  Or Maybe I will be doing treadmill running.  The hotel states we will have access to the “Triple A fitness center”  but what that is, is always a bit of a mystery.  Chances are, given the location, that it will possibly be nicer than my home gym.

There has been some criticism of the entire project…of all projects, People stating that there are “too many people on the ground”  but in reality, there really are not that many people on the ground doing this work, and in my defense, we are going as a pre-emptive measure to teach the proper use of this protective gear.  I myself did not think I was very knowledgable, until i spent monday on a hospital systems wide conference call and realized that I do know a few things.  And well…maybe there are too many people.  Some times good intentions are just that.

So we will see…


Strangest Build week ever.

This week…I was entirely owned by my emotions.  e5aa5d8f50030ed4be9a8c52025ebf9e

Oh…I sufferred.  It was an amazing drain on my life.  Every time I thought I had “dealt with it” something new aspect that I had not considered would pop into my brain.  I’d be back a square one.

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By the end of the week, I think I had kind of gotten used to this new negative feeling.  Most of the week, I muddled about and made it through work and my workouts.  Thursday though, was speedwork.  Well…. you can’t fake speedwork.  I failed it. I was hoping to do it well, just as a morale booster. But it didn’t work out that way.  In the past, I would have been entirely miserable about it, and while I was immediately aggravated, I also have a bit more perspective. One failed speed work out in the middle of a week of true crisis…seven months away from my marathon…not the end of the world.  The end of the world- well, the melting of the polar ice cap thing is a bit more of a candidate.

Friday I did my Saturday Brick.  We had a mysterious blessing from God.  A COLD FRONT blew into central Florida.  It was 65 degrees.  This is not exactly chilly, but for us it was enough.  Best brick of the month.  I entirely found the urn to be healing.

Saturday, I volunteered for Special Olympics- the summer games down at Disney.  I did it with a friend, and we enjoyed ourselves very much.  We worked with the soccer matches, and didn’t really have a whole lot of interaction with the athletes, which was a little bit disappointing to me, next year I’ll try to do something different!  The weather again was perfect.  We just really enjoyed being outside.

Today I got up and did my longer run. 11 miles of hills.  My legs felt rather fatigued to begin with, but not horrible.  The entire run I was focused on pace, and it did pay off.  My fueling was perfect. The temperature at 64 was wonderful.  I was very happy at my endurance, as I was able to without any little walk breaks for a long long time. I finally had to stop to take in nutrition.  In addition at the turn-around, I find it easier not to try to pivot around on my legs.

Tuesday, I brought my super fabulous coach some blueberries, and he spent some time with me.  It helped, but it wasn’t the healing that sleep and rest and time was.  One thing though that has struck me, as I mulled over our conversation was that moment when I shrugged and said, “It doesn’t matter.”  and he looked at me and said, “Oh it does, it really does, and it’s awful.”  Nice to have someone in your corner.  I’m lucky in that way.  Sometimes I feel unlucky.

oooh, and a very nice man started to talk to me at the gym…I’m not sure why so we’ll see where that goes!!!!

Work is still horrible, but in general I am feeling much better.

As always…the only way out is through.  I sure hope coach man doesn’t give me some watered down sissy week….

Rest Week Wrap Up…Load of lessons.

So this was a piddly little rest week.


All I did was actually rest and work.  LOADS of work.  My job…well, lets just say my Job is insane.

I did 30 miles total this week.  Run, Cycle, Swim.  My last two weeks were respectively 65 and 56.

Feel sort of sludgy.

Anyway.  So Monday was a rest day.  All I did was sleep late, and go foam roll.  I was supposed to have a massage but massage guy cancelled.  I hate when he does this but every time he does…I put that money into my retirement savings.  00120065-0000-0000-0000-000000000000_00000065-075e-0000-0000-000000000000_20130306001943_nestegg

I do hope someday to retire and as early as possible actually but I did not really save appropriately.  So I have about a year’s salary saved.  Yeah.  Massage guy needs to cancel more often.

This week, being a rest week, my coach recommended I try to sleep late and do workouts in the afternoon when I could.  So I asked a friend of mine along for a short 2 miler.  We then picked up one of the local Doctors and suddenly my friend made it into a race.  What should have been a pretty easy run turned into a bit of torture.  She and the poor hapless MD ran in front of me.  He tried to kind of stay in between us, but she was intent on essentially running as fast as possible.  I realized this was a bait thing and decided to walk instead of trying to play race.  On the way back, she shouted out to a poor lady pushing a kid in a stroller that I wanted a ride.  By that time I was done.


I finished up and she was all grins and talking about what a great run she had.  I was feeling completely left behind.  Poor Dr. B. was as nice as could be and I’d like to run with him again.  I realized her obnoxiousness had a lot to do with the fact that she did win the workout, and yep she totally won it.  But, she didn’t win gracefully, nor was she actually a friend.  So…I need to seek out people who build me up, not tear me down to build themselves up.  It’s a funny thing.  I think isn’t just in sport, but in anything. It’s a real lesson to learn to.  I decided to respond with LOVE, and to build this person up as much as possible.  Certainly it is something that has been tried before and successfully .  My coach also reminded me to look for the traits that are so irritating in myself…as that may be why I dislike them so much, I see them in me.  I would agree that I also at times suffer from the same affliction.

Wednesday was a small brick day.

Thursday I did a tiny speed workout.  After my first interval I realized with some alarm that I had chosen a treadmill next to one of the aides from the hospital.  She was walking along and studying at the same time.  I did my run, which was tough, and finished up and greeted her.  She proclaimed her AWE at this TM workout.  I smiled at her, and told her how I had started out this journey years ago by walking.  We talked about how hard it can be to lose weight and how it feels in the gym to be the not so fit one.  (She has some baby weight to lose).  I HOPE that I encouraged her, rather than discouraged her.


I also have done some weights workouts and more swimming in there.  Over all it was a great week of rest.  I did get very off schedule which is unfortunate.

Work has been crazier and crazier.  Lucky me, my Manager took last week off, and oddly, with her gone, I got SO MUCH WORK DONE.  Dunno why.  But I did, probably because I didn’t have as much noise and distraction in the office.  I have 3 days in office to wrap up before vacation, and I am praying I get it all together.

So big lesson of the week is to build up and encourage others, even others who have not been encouraging to you!  Have you ever tried this approach?  How did it work out for you?

Well,  here’s kid president….We’ve seen this before…but it’s still great.


Training week….

This was a bit of a build week…or at least it was supposed to be.  The mileage was almost identical to last week, but there was something more challenging about it anyway.

Monday was an easy swim and run day.  I am STILL not adjusted to Daylight savings time.

So I swam but when looking outside, I admit I was a bit creeped out by how dark it was.

darknessSo, since it was only 2 miles…I used the treadmill.  Not a real TM fan so this wasn’t that fun, plus if one wants to be real whiney…I was chilly and cold from the pool.  just not the best.

Tuesday was my Moment in being coachable.  If you read my last post you know that the big dealio inspection-y thing was going on all week at work, so my workouts were kind of messed up.  I tried to get up and do my 4.5 miler in the morning, but oddly my garmin refused to find satellites. By the time I realized it wasn’t going to really function, I attempted another treadmill run.  After running about a half a mile, I calculated that I did not have enough time to complete 4.5 on the mill, so I got off and did my weights workout.  I then went to work…had a stressful day and by the time I got done with work, I had this idea…I could do Wednesdays work out which looked much easier, and then run the 4.5 miler on Wednesday.  I ran this by the coach, 100% sure he would in his usual way, shrug his shoulders and say Go for it.  Yeah…sometimes he’s a little hard to predict.  He looked at me and said, well, it isn’t ideal….big pause.  We chatted some more and I then found myself running the 4.5 miles.  It was hot and very dry, and I admit I did not love it.  Lots of hills…



It was sort of a funny moment.  Coach told me I was incredibly uncoachable, rolled is eyes, all while smiling, and saying I was too stubborn.  It’s a funny thing, because I think of myself as completely malleable, so Guess I have somethings to work on?

Wednesday was a much more fun workout, as anticipated, tiny little brick before work.

Thursday was speedwork.  I am not going as fast as I used to on the 800’s  but…I am doing them.  I ended up doing an extra 800 because at the tail end of the 6th one, I just quit.  So plus one for perseverance.

I decided to do the 6th properly.  What a workout.  Very glad when it was over.  It’s almost like a purge, as I sweat buckets.

Friday I had a long swim.  The pool right now is really dominated by Tri-teams, so I had to get it done in the morning.  Cold front.  3000 yards.  Not fun, got it done.  that swim just keeps getting longer.  Need a new swim suit, the one given to me by my sister at Christmas is almost see through in the butt now….hmmm.

Saturday as is customary, I did another brick.  Bike and run.  It went OK, my legs are just kind of tired and my calves were burning.

I know, cheese metal, sorry…it fit the run….

I then proceeded to go shopping at the outlets all afternoon.  EXHAUSTING.  Got a good deal on bras, and on the Vera Bradley stuff for the Infection Control fair. By the end of our trip my legs were BURNING again.  I sat down, and drank a ton of water.  It seemed with each sip, the legs got better.  I suppose I really need to watch for dehydration.

This morning I awoke…not really thrilled about running 8.5.  But it also hasn’t that big of a deal.  I went out and did it.  Not too slow not at all fast.

This was a miles increase week, kinda.  I am hoping that the next week will be a bit of a rest week, but…I won’t know until that email drops!

And I’ll be doing my best to be coachable…..

I think.  Guess I need to clarify what would make me more so…



We’ll see how it goes.  I’m not anywhere near being allowed to look at marathons.  Sadness. But I think most likely I plan on Jax Bank or Tally as the options.


Weekly Training Wrap Up.

Oh Goodness what an odd week.

It started with the coaching email getting all messed up.  I first got a blank email.  Then about 20 minutes later, I got a very abbreviated one saying… “Forget the Sharks” (which I found HYSTERICAL!)  Then he sent me an attempt as some sort of file that refused to unzip…and then finally I got a short email typed workout that by mid week left me wondering if he had left some of it out, particularly the swimming.

In total I ran 17 miles,  4 sessions on the spin bike, one pool session and 2 weights sessions.

Usually I would have 2 pool sessions, but either he took pity on my shark fear, he forgot, or he wanted to have me swim a little less.  The swim was kind of arduous as it was this week anyway so I was glad to just have the one on there.  It’s been chilly and getting out of the pool is an exercise in fortitude.

article-2534181-1A6DB5D800000578-282_964x681For some reason on Pool days, even after a STEAMING hot shower and lots of hot beverages, I struggle to regain a sensation of comfort.  My body remains cold all day long.  It has to be all in my head though. Luckily this week, I had to be at work a bit early, so I got out a bit early and took advantage of a near empty pool in sunshine.  Sunshine apparently thwarts all shark fears for me.

The runs all went pretty well.  I have been mostly running from the gym to whatever turn around point and running back.  It’s kind of a hilly route- which is really par for the course here in “The Gem of the Hills”  I just realized I did ALL 5 of these runs along the same route.  I’ve been using that route a lot.  I have to admit today I had a few moments where I was thinking ahead – “In just a bit you will come up to the little hill, so slow down some…” I think I probably need to go somewhere else even if my run doesn’t increase next week.  I am a bit bored with running around the hospital.  PLUS, I admit, seeing the hospital from many angles on my run does nothing to lower my stress level regarding my job.

I “TOOK POSSESSION”  of my beautiful new Road Bike on Thursday!  I’ve been falling off of it ever since.  I can not seem to get the hang of riding it.  Not to be deterred, I have discovered that there is indeed a service for every need, and that there are a few people in my area who teach basic bike riding and some are considered experts at teaching balance to adults.  I reached out to them, and am hoping to set up a time.  I am trying not to become too discouraged by my lack of success.  Hopefully I will be like these others… My secret (not so secret) fear is that I will never be able to go for a 20 mile bike ride.  I will be forever tied to the stationary bike, and thus miss out on any Triathlon fun, or just riding.

On Saturday I did run my “Megsmiles”  3.5 to be exact.   This is a bit like “I run for Boston” but I did it anyway.  It really broke my heart to read about this Mom who ran who was essentially mowed down by a drunk driver.  Sadly no amount of running miles…paying money to run virtual miles in her memory etc is going to change the outcome. (I’ve done too many of these miles for someone killed this year, so maybe I am getting jaded.)  I do think it might be touching for her family to know that the athletic community is quite upset about this, but I caution everyone to remember that running your miles in honor of someone really isn’t going to change anything.  No amount of cute photo montages will change this outcome. To change things, we have to actually take action against Drunk Driving.  I hope that this tragedy sparks some conversations and discussions.





I am continually impressed at how easily the running community pulls together…and then I am unimpressed at how easily we are placated. Again, lets work to change the culture of drunk driving…and not worry so much about printing cute virtual race bibs.  One friend I know wrote that in addition to running his miles for Meg, he planned on not talking or texting anymore while driving.  That action I can get excited about.  I do think, being an avid runner, that Meg would have thought it really cool the amount of running being done in her honor, I’m especially excited about folks who say they’ve never run before, who did some running in her memory!

Sunday I ran 4…and cycled for 30 minutes. I was a bit frustrated by the amount of perceived effort on the 4.  This should be easier, but it isn’t. So moving right along to the next week…we’ll see if it improves any!



It’s still Flu season

And I am still giving Flu vaccinations.  We are sitting at about 47% of hospital employees vaccinated.  Now.. this does not include most of the Physicians, because they are not hospital employees.

Oddly, you would think the Physicians would be the most non-compliant, but no, they are getting in line to get their Influenza Vaccine this year, especially the Emergency Physicians.

It’s an odd bunch of conspiracy theorists (You are going to inject me with an RFID chip! oh yeah, right, we are that interested in you…)  and people who have felt ill after the vaccine that are messing up our rates.  And there are a few who just chose to be difficult.  We have already had one staff member out with the flu, and yes, guess what!  NOT VACCINATED!

My life has sort of become one long stream of Influenza Vaccination, basic home maintenance, and Bill pay, and The Gym.  (Note, capital letters)

The employee health nurse is not very aggressive about seeking out those who desire, or will accept a vaccine.  It is however, very important to our CEO that our vaccination rate go UP.  SO….I understand this and have been trolling the halls with a box of vaccine.  Some success, I  definitely have vaccinated at least 10 staffers who would have otherwise remained infection carriers for us, so that’s cool.

Lucky me, I now have a reputation for “giving a good shot” Something the employee health nurse does not have.

So most of the shot getters do not have that look on the face.

The GYM:

Well.  Last week we decided to step it up some.  Whew.  I am tired out.

You can check over here for Skeletors stuff.   We are now 3 weeks into this arrangement.  I definitely feel good, and strong, though I do feel tired.  Apparently next week will be a build and bump up week, so I am supposed to rest and relax this week, except that it really isn’t a rest week yet…  I’m still struggling with letting him have control of the plan.  Part of me wants to just revel in the easiness of just doing whats written down and trusting the outcome.  The other part of me wants to fight it and fight it with all I have.  He did ask me again, “You wanna go back to what you were doing and those results?”  Very pointed question.  Best piece of advice this week, “When you find yourself in a hole, STOP digging” Apparently Will Rodgers said it first.


So this week, I stopped digging, did everything the coach said and I feel good, tired, but good.

Now to get those pesky Flu shots given!!!


I do really recommend you check out the 30 weeks blog, it has a lot more interesting witty repartee…


Getting Butterflies

For Sooooo many reasons.

Today i managed to do my failed long urn from tuesday.  I was having some issues with the weather being gray and damp, which is totally unusual for Florida, and always gets me in a bit of a funk.  We aren’t the SunShine State for Nothing!

I was also contending with some womanly issues.  So overall this whole week has been tough.  It dawned on me though that with the race being about 26-27 days away, this entire scenario could play out again at Seaside.  Last year it was a bit gray and quite stormy.  So who knows how it will be this year.  Probably 80 degrees F and too hot.

So with that in mind, I decided to go for the run, and see how I did.  I prayed a lot before this run, which is not something I usually do.  I have to admit, my good 10 miler, and then the failed run on tuesday had me kind of confused.  I was pretty sure I was not going to have such a good run. And I was wondering if I can race as well as I have been running.

After some debate I decided to just go out there and do it.  We are having a cold front, and I admit, there was a little voice in my head telling me that I should go back to bed and just do this over the weekend.   I LOATHE running the trail on the weekend though, too many people.

It turned out to be a strangely good run. My shin splint had healed (note I say Had),  and the only thing feeling odd was my adductor in my right leg.

I got out there pre-dawn.  I was a little bit freaked out because when I got to the trail head, there was a big Van parked there.  No bike rack, so I was kind of like who the heck is this and why do they need a Van.  Luckily whatever they were doing, they were not out to do me harm.  By the time I hit one mile, the sun was well up.  There were people on the trail, mostly dog walkers, and people out for shorter mid week runs.

Anyway, I had my end time in mind. And I wanted my first 4-5 to be well under that pace. This is not a great way to run a long run, with only the end time goal in mind.  If you are like me, it’s hard to calculate if you are on pace during the run unless you have a few goals, along the way.   After 2 miles, I consistently started to miss the goal time I wanted for the 4 to 5 miles.  I was irritated and pressed on, thinking that this was probably how it would be at Seaside, so I had better suck it up.

About mile 4 I passed 2 ladies and a dog, jogging, and they hollered out at me, wanting to know if Tilapia was a fresh or Salt water fish.  I told them fresh. then when I got home I looked it up.  Yes, Tilapia is a fresh water fish.  I was very very thrilled to get to the turn around place, which was a lot further than I had imagined.

On the way back, I passed many of the same people I had passed on my way out.  My splits were reeling off, and none of them looked that great to me.  In addition, I admit that I was not paying good attention to them.  a minute after it flashed on the Garmin, I had forgotten what it was.  At one point, I kind of forgot which mile I was on.  I was at 9.75 and thought I was at 8.75.  of course a quick glance at the watch helped me realize that this was wrong, thank goodness.

I was treated to the exotic animals that some person breeds on the side of the trail.  I am not kidding.  On my 4 miler I almost ran over a HUGE peacock,  and today a Wildebeest attempted to race me from across the fence.  the Wildbeest of course, won.

Not too surprising.  It did keep giving me a look, I think he was as curious about me as I was about him.

When I finished I stumbled into the trail head bathroom.  I noted some people looking at me.  i thought ti was because I was breathing nice and heavily.  but then I saw myself in the mirror.  Oooh.

Blue is not usually a clashing color thing.  In the dimness of the morning I had put together a royal blue shirt, a dark green blue skirt and my shoes are sort of Aquamarine.  My fuel belt is of course spring green.  Whoo, that looked interesting.  In the dark it was great, in the bright light of day…I turned heads.

No Matter.  I had finished the run and reached my goal time actually was about 1 minute better than the goal time.

Pace predictors are grinding the new times and predicting some great paces for me, but…Only God knows what I am going to be capable of on race day.

One more long run then we are hitting Seaside with a vengance.

Oh yeah.. My other issue.  No one else in my little group of beach goers has been able to prepare properly for the race.  I’m worried about them and such.  But what can I do?  People are people.