Workout: Pop Pilates Butt Blaster
This past Thanksgiving I ran a Turkey Trot in Naples (a 5K trot). Let me tell you - I worked my butt off for this race! I trained really hard. But, my training was AWFUL!! I don't know what the heck happened. I struggled through every hard run I had planned! Usually, most of my speed workouts I was not able to keep up with my goal pace. In fact, one speed session I just straight up quit because my legs felt like lead!! It was weird and extremely discouraging!! So, guess what?? During the race I struggled. Shocking, right?
Here I am pre race. At this point I am optimistic that maybe some burst of speed will come shooting out of me. I have a sore throat, and I haven't slept in 6 days because my kids have been sick, but I still think I can pull off a decent run.
Ohhhhhh, the view!! This course was gorgeous!! The weather was perfect!! This setting was kind of pumping me up.
Ok, so the actual race. It was pretty much as rough as my training. Yuck!
Mile 1 - 7:48 - OH MY WORD!!! I couldn't even move. I started pretty close to the starting line, and I still couldn't move!!! Why on earth were so many people WALKING!!! I had to maneuver my way around an old couple that was holding hands just strolling down the road. Then, I was furious. Now, I guess it was kinda sweet.
Mile 2 - 7:53 - I was starting to fade. I just wanted to stay under 8 min. pace, but I'm really starting to doubt myself at this point. I felt pretty much as crappy as I had during all my training runs. I also passed a girl wearing a puffy coat. I realize 50 degrees in southwest FL is cold, but good grief!! Little things like overdressed floridians are starting to annoy me. I can't focus at all!!
Mile 3 - 8:00 - I contemplated walking. I was tired. Just so tired. But that good voice in my head overpowered the negative talk, and I continued to push it as hard as I could.
Mile .12 - :48 (6:44 pace) Well, at least I finished strong.
I was dead!! I thought I was going to puke, and I needed food. I turned the corner and all I saw was this:
That is it. They refueled us with pumpkin pie and nothing else!! I passed because just looking at it made me nauseous.
I like crappy races. They motivate me. Final time - 24:28. My goal was 22:30. Last years turkey trot I ran a 22:59 in 17 degree weather! I am going to work my butt off and hope to get down in the 22s within a few months!!
This past Thanksgiving I ran a Turkey Trot in Naples (a 5K trot). Let me tell you - I worked my butt off for this race! I trained really hard. But, my training was AWFUL!! I don't know what the heck happened. I struggled through every hard run I had planned! Usually, most of my speed workouts I was not able to keep up with my goal pace. In fact, one speed session I just straight up quit because my legs felt like lead!! It was weird and extremely discouraging!! So, guess what?? During the race I struggled. Shocking, right?
Here I am pre race. At this point I am optimistic that maybe some burst of speed will come shooting out of me. I have a sore throat, and I haven't slept in 6 days because my kids have been sick, but I still think I can pull off a decent run.
Ohhhhhh, the view!! This course was gorgeous!! The weather was perfect!! This setting was kind of pumping me up.
Mile 1 - 7:48 - OH MY WORD!!! I couldn't even move. I started pretty close to the starting line, and I still couldn't move!!! Why on earth were so many people WALKING!!! I had to maneuver my way around an old couple that was holding hands just strolling down the road. Then, I was furious. Now, I guess it was kinda sweet.
Mile 2 - 7:53 - I was starting to fade. I just wanted to stay under 8 min. pace, but I'm really starting to doubt myself at this point. I felt pretty much as crappy as I had during all my training runs. I also passed a girl wearing a puffy coat. I realize 50 degrees in southwest FL is cold, but good grief!! Little things like overdressed floridians are starting to annoy me. I can't focus at all!!
Mile 3 - 8:00 - I contemplated walking. I was tired. Just so tired. But that good voice in my head overpowered the negative talk, and I continued to push it as hard as I could.
Mile .12 - :48 (6:44 pace) Well, at least I finished strong.
I was dead!! I thought I was going to puke, and I needed food. I turned the corner and all I saw was this:
That is it. They refueled us with pumpkin pie and nothing else!! I passed because just looking at it made me nauseous.
I like crappy races. They motivate me. Final time - 24:28. My goal was 22:30. Last years turkey trot I ran a 22:59 in 17 degree weather! I am going to work my butt off and hope to get down in the 22s within a few months!!
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