So what happened in 2016?
I ran a total of 8 races, which is the highest I've ever done. I started 2016 3 months into my 40th year goal of running a race a month. I ran the Nookachamps 5K, which I'm planning on doing the half marathon this year. Although, after reading that race report again maybe a half marathon in January is a terrible idea! And that course isn't an easy, flat course. (One description says "mostly flat" and a review says "a few good hills.")
I had a difficult time finding a race in February. If you're not willing to run a race on or near Valentine's day (I was away that weekend) there's very little out there. I found a small 5K in an area I've never been in before. The DASSH 5K was actually 3.5 miles. I never did find out my official time on that one, the system for finding times online was awful and since I didn't stick around after the race I didn't ever see any official times.
In March I didn't "run" a race, I did the Big Climb in Seattle with coworkers, which was fun, but uneventful.
I PRed the Tulip Run in April (5miles) also earning 1st place for my age group. This is the 4th year I've done it , although the first year I walked with my sister.
|I was 1st among 29 people from Mt. Vernon. =)|
I went for a short run on the 15th, and then was headed out for a 4 mile run on May 17th when I saw a neighbor (sorta, if someone who lives a block away and I've never talked to is a neighbor). He was in his yard, and he's waved at me before as I ran by. Well, he waved again, I waved at him, and down I went, stepping in a hole and spraining my ankle. He was very nice, but OUCH!
|A few days after it happened.|
I was in complete denial that it was very serious. I thought that I'd be back and running in 2 weeks, maybe 3. I even went for a mile run 11 days later to see how I felt. I stopped at one mile and called Damian to come get me. But again, denial was my friend and 3 days later went for a 2 1/2 mile walk and repeated that 2 days later. June continued my denial, and I ran 3 miles the 6th and the 8th, and 4 miles on the 12th. After that 4 mile run, probably combined with the 6 miles from the week before, I decided I needed to take a longer break. But I was determined to continue with my race a month goal, so I ran the Tesoro March Point 5k on June 25th. Right after I ran that race I decided to go to the dr. Turned out that I had strep throat but my ankle wasn't broken. =)
This was the first paragraph on my post on June 15th:
"I need to face some hard facts. My ankle still bothers me. It's not as often as it was, it's not even every day, but days like today, it bothers me. I still have a spot that is a little swollen. I need to quit denying it. It is probably not ready to run on."
And the last paragraph on that same post:
"I started writing this yesterday, and my ankle really bothered me, so I was thinking I would stop running. Today my ankle feels really good, so I think I could run . . . but maybe I should stick to what I was thinking yesterday and stop running so that I can start marathon training in 2 weeks and not worry that I'm doing more damage."
Talk about conflicted and denial, all wrapped up in one.
After the Tesoro 5k I waited 9 days before attempting another run, 3 miles 9 days after getting x-rayed. Stupid Cathy. Whatever was going through my head at that time made me realize I actually needed to rest my ankle a bit, I went 26 days before my next run.
Did I mention that I had decided to do the Tri-Cities marathon again in October? I can't remember exactly what day that "dream" died, but it was probably right about 2 weeks after that June 15th post, which I think was my "do or die" time to start training. 3 months before a marathon is not a good time to start training, and my ankle was still not good.
In July I noticed an alarming trend. I was gaining weight. July 1st I was up to 150. I'd been "tracking" my food on myfitnesspal for a long time (at that time it was 270 days) but not adding everything, some days just logging in to keep my streak. So I decided to start tracking everything. Today my streak is 457 days, but that's only 187 days of dutifully tracking everything (it hasn't helped though).
So July, I was still determined to run a race a month, although I was getting less motivated. I waited till the last day of the month to go to a race, I didn't even register, just figured I'd do it there. Yeah, that got cancelled at the last minute (literally midnight the night of). I had driven all the way to Ferndale (about an hour north) for the race, and a friend of Chris's was going to do it as well. I text him to let him know it was cancelled and he asked if I wanted to run anyway. So we met and did 4 miles, and I counted that run as a race.
Sometime in the summer I was asked if I was willing to do the Northwest Ragnar. Still in denial, I said yes! But it never materialized for me, probably for the better. But it did open my eyes to kinda wanting to do it.
I was feeling out of shape and blah-like in August, so I decided that on my vacation to eastern Washington I would start swimming for exercise. I ran on August 16th but I decided to try out my sister's gym. She could get me a 2 week pass for free, so I used that and started swimming on my lunch break. Swimming is hard! I also started doing a cycle class with my sister after work one day a week.
However, lunch break swimming isn't a good idea when your lunch break is only 30 minutes. A lot of people stretch out their lunch for an hour, but with driving to the gym, changing, swimming for 30 minutes, showering, doing hair and make-up, and driving back to work, I was pushing 2+ hours. I decided to keep the membership though because my insurance will reimburse me for $20 if I go 12 times in a month. My sister and I really enjoy the time together and I enjoy cycling (well, I did) and a gym membership is less expensive than a once a week drop in (4 times a month), even without the reimbursement.
However, I really want the reimbursement, so I still go at lunch 3 times a week, but I am doing a 30 minute weight workout instead. I ran 3 times in August, all towards the end of the month.
In August my weight went up again to 155. I figured once I started working out again, and especially running, it would drop quickly. I was wrong. In September it went up again to 156.4.
By August/September I didn't care about my race a month. My ankle was trying to heal and I was being horrible with it, and I was really, really sick of the 5k's. I had wanted to PR my 5k distance, but I didn't. It is a pretty fast PR, I may never get a faster one (24:11). So I gave up on that goal. To be fair, even though I did not do a race a month, I did do 12 races from birthday to birthday. I did 2 races in October 2015 (after my birthday).
I started running again in September, starting September 11th I was back to full time running, about 4 times a week. Looking at my mapmyrun calendar (I use a lot of apps, myfitnesspal for food tracking and mapmyrun for exercise tracking) it looks like I started lifting weights in October.
In October I lost a little weight, weighing in at 155.8. I started increasing my long runs. October 30th was 6 miles and I had lost a lot of my "speed." I felt like I was running through peanut butter.
On November 1st I weighed 154.2, which made me very, very happy. I continued with the running, increasing long runs, and weight training. Nancy and I lost our favorite cycle instructor (I'm not sure what month) and we've really struggled to find a new one we like. We've been doing other things as well, elliptical, walking (before it got too dark too early) and once (last week) she walked on the treadmill while I ran. In November I started the MAF training (heart rate training), which I think I'll write a little about in my next post (this one is 4 in a row!).
In December it was more of the same, increasing long runs (training for the Nookachamps half marathon on January 21st) and weight training. Sadly I weighed in on Dec. 1st at 156.2. I finished December with an 11 mile run on the 31st. =)
So what are my stats? I ran a total of 672.49 miles in 2016 (a couple walks in there). My lowest month of the year was July with only 7.23 miles, a grand total of 2 runs. (Really there should have been at least one month with 0 miles.) My highest mileage month was December with 97.8 miles. Seriously, if I had known I would be that close to 100 miles, I would have done an extra run! But I ran 11 miles on the last day of the year, there's no way I could have added any more miles that day when I realized how close I was going to be. I had 2 PR's, both in weird distances (5 miles and 12K). I ran a total of 5 5k's (I thought it was more) and no 10k's. No half marathons, no marathons.
2 years ago (2015) my goal was to complete one year without injuring myself. It was the first year I actually accomplished my set goal. 2016 feels like a wash running-wise. I did learn some lessons about myself. I deny that I'm hurt for way too long . . . although that should have been a lesson learned in 2014 when I finally admitted, after a year, that I had plantar faciitis and needed to stop for awhile. I also learned that I need to find out where I can get a professional massage more often!! ; ) So this year? Do I have a goal? I guess my goal is always to complete a year of running without injuring myself. I feel like whenever I write down more than that, I jinx myself.
I would like to do more half marathons, and I would like to run another marathon. And I'd like to see about a Ragnar.