or at least it does for this runner. Amid the 900 emails that NYRR sends, I saw and read the one for the Women’s Mini, which I have a love/hate relationship with:
- 2017: one of my first 10Ks
- 2018: thinking my way through why I love/hate 10Ks
- 2019: trying to game plan a better race
If you asked me what the first NYRR race I’d sign up for, it wouldn’t have been the Mini. In part, because I didn’t think it would be fifteen months before I was ready to race and in part because I don’t love summer racing. Why was it my first? Major FOMO from Darlene, Deb and Kim’s race reports. I wanted to get out and
play err race too.
We don’t know the course yet, but nearly sixteen months since my last race, I’ll be toeing a start line. I guess I should say hopefully since this is very much still COVID’s show and well, I was supposed to have raced already in February, but the Penguin was cancelled due to ice and snow. But I’m looking forward.
Before we get back to “real” racing, one last virtual race. Thanks all for being a part of this fun. Such a meaningful run.
85.39 miles run. Nothing to compare it with really since it was last April that I decided running through pain was stupid and stopped. But I have 357.78 miles run on the year which is a nice cushion on the 300 I’d need to be at 900 on the year. That goal is still looking manageable given return to the office timing still TBD and I doubt many longer runs in summer heat.
In addition to a good running week, this was a solid reading week: Lisa Servon’s The Unbanking of America (dated, but good), Emmanuel Acho’s Uncomfortable Conversations with a Black Man (Phenomenal!) and now reading Annabelle Gurwitch’s You’re Leaving When? which I first heard about on Ali Wentworth’s podcast a few weeks ago. 30 books so far on the year which makes me happy. Looking forward to some library holds and Julianna Margulies’ Sunshine Girl, which comes out this week.
Kind of crazy that the year is one third over. It felt quick, but our New Years Day run feels like a lifetime ago.
- never miss a Monday: planned rest day due to my hammy squeaking. Had run back to back days twice in the last week and three days would be pushing it for no good reason. I got out for a nice long walk after work, so it wasn’t a total rest day. Finally got to listen to Shalane Flanagan on the Morning Shakeout and she’s always such a joy to listen to. Her excitement is contagious. Not a superhero muffin person, but she almost made me want to buy Rise and Run.
- Tuesday: goal: pace and distance the hamstring was happy with. Check. Just shy of three miles and it didn’t hurt any more than the stationary tenderness. I call that a win. I’m totally babying it, because there’s no reason not to right now.
- Wednesday: a true off day, sort of. Kept mom company while Bob underwent knee surgery. Some walking around the park, but no formal exercise outside of a Peloton stretch.
- Thursday: office run group, shorts and a tee shirt edition after last Thursday’s jacket and hat one. Our usual 5ish mile route felt good with only some slight hamstring tenderness when I first started out. I did skip Cat Hill because there just was no reason.
- Friday: Bob wanted pastrami, so I met mom at Pastrami Queen before visiting hours with a plan of sitting and reading by the river while she visited, but a rain squall had other ideas. Lots of bonus steps walking back home and then back to the hospital. I had a feeling my sandwich that I took home from Pastrami Queen was way too heavy for egg salad–and subsequently realized I had all the pickles and his mustard and russian dressing. Ooops. While there are still a ton of COVID protocols in place, obviously, the best change this year is that he can have two different visitors so Mom & I split Bob’s visiting hours and I could bring him his share of pickles. Good to not play wave from the riverside path and see him in person (healing well). And if you’re going to be in the hospital, what a view.
- Saturday: um May? March? Friday’s rain squalls and overnight winds resulted in a wind chill in the 30s. The sun was perfect and the wind dropped making for a wonderful ~9 miles run/walk catching up with a friend. Hamstring was non issue although it was slightly sore later in the day. Perfect excuse for an epsom soak. It was the perfect day to be outside reading by the river as mom & I again switched off visiting hours.
- Sunday: TBD, but more outside time for sure. It’s a beautiful day and while I don’t mind my apartment, I’m sick of it after it also being my office. It’s worth the hayfever to just be outside.