Spring has sprung, y’all! The birds are singing, the cherry blossoms are poppin’, and I am thrilled to be back to the Weekend Update Link-Up hosted by reader-and-runner-extraordinaire, Tara.
Please visit her over at Running ‘n’ Reading to catch up on her latest adventures.
This past weekend was pretty mellow, insofar that (wait–did I just use “insofar” in my 5th-grade-reading-level blog?) we didn’t have any social plans. It was a nice break from obligations, especially since last weekend was packed with traveling home and celebrating Easter.
My weekend started out superbly with the delivery of the most recent Indiespensable shipment from Powell’s Books. The main book in this shipment is Our Endless Numbered Days by Claire Fuller. In a nutshell, it’s about a girl who is abducted by her survivalist father, who believes it’s the end of the world. It sounds really dark, but I’m a fan of dark literary themes (my husband calls me Debbie Downer for a reason). The description also kind of sounds kind of like My Abandonment by Peter Rock, which was one of my favorite books in 2013, but I’m sure they aren’t that similar.Also in the shipment was a Powell’s coaster and an advance copy of Julia Elliott’s The New and Improved Romie Futch, a wildly imaginative novel about a taxidermist who gets involved in neuroscientific experiments. It’s been described as Southern-Gothic-meets-science-fiction (SoG Fi?) and it should provide a fun change of pace.
Saturday I began my day with yoga, where I’m already starting to see improvement in my flexibility (yessss!), and then met up for a very short run with my dear friend A, who is getting back into running after some years. It was fun
venting about catching up on each other’s lives over a run, which is new for our friendship.
After my morning exercise, I made a horrible discovery with regard to our cat, Maya. She has extremely long, dense fur and apparently she’d been having some gastrointestinal distress (ew) so she had quite a bit of kitty poo (ew ew) caught in her furry nether-regions (ew ew ew). I couldn’t handle the eradication myself because (1) I have a major aversion to cat poo and (2) I learned at the age of 9 that a cat-owner should never bathe her cat.
I ended up squeezing her gigantic body into the cat carrier and taking her to the groomer. And a few hours later? I had a giant, clean-smelling puffball of love.
Either the cat or my husband was humiliated by the whimsical spring-themed bow placed by the groomer, because that thing was gone within the hour.
On Sunday morning, I went for a run with my coach, Kris. It was an absolutely beautiful morning–the sky was an unnatural blue and the temperature was perfect for running. Kris and I ran a flat and easy 5.7-miler and talked the entire way. We discussed how I’ve been doing with recovery and what the next month will look like.
Kris wants me to continue slowly rebuilding my foundation over the next month before my 20-week Chicago Marathon training plan starts in late May. She wants me to keep working with my personal trainer, Ruth, to strengthen my weak points (hips, hammies, and core), and to keep doing yoga.
We talked about how running “at our age” means that a good foundation for marathon-training isn’t just having a decent mileage-base–it’s about being fit overall, with as few muscular weaknesses as possible. After all, it’s these weak hips of mine that have gotten me into trouble over the last couple of years.
After my run with Kris, I felt very hopeful about the next 6 months separating me from the Chicago Marathon. With smart, conservative training that includes cross-training, a slow buildup, speed work that works around my mechanical issues (i.e., no hill repeats because of my sensitive hip flexors), and a few strategically-timed and -run races, she believes I can PR at Chicago. I don’t want to jinx myself, but it’s hard not to get excited.
So that was my weekend. How was yours?
Where did you run or race this weekend? What book are you currently reading? Do you ever worry you’ll jinx yourself?