A Simple Running Log

April 26, 2017

Training for 4/26/17

Filed under: Uncategorized — aschmid3 @ 4:07 pm

The last couple of days were gray and rainy, and that, plus a few work assignments, drained my motivation to get in my training runs to nothing. I wound up taking two total rest days Monday and yesterday.

Today, the rain finally stopped, and this afternoon, I went out to make up some of the miles I’d skipped.

I did a lap around the 8.4-mile loop. Everything felt fine except my stomach. I guess I’ve been eating too much crap over the last few days too. Well, hopefully that run got everything back on track.

April 24, 2017

Training for 4/24/17

Filed under: Uncategorized — aschmid3 @ 2:19 pm

Friday, my younger sister and I went to Busch Gardens for the day. We left a little later than intended, and then had to drive through Salisbury instead of around it after someone had a bad enough accident on the bypass that it was closed completely, but we were in the park by 11 a.m., an hour after it’d opened.

It was only April, but it felt like the middle of summer, sunny and nearly 90 degrees in the afternoon. Unlike summer though, there was hardly anyone there, other than several school groups, so the lines for almost all the rides were basically nil.

That meant we sailed through the list of rides we wanted to hit. By noon, we’d knocked off three roller coasters — The Loch Ness Monster, Apollo’s Chariot and my first new-to-me coaster of the day, Tempesto.

me with the loch ness monster

Me at the entrance to The Loch Ness Monster.

loch ness monster and alpengeist

Interlocking loops on The Loch Ness Monster and part of Alpengeist as seen from a dock over the river.

Since it was so hot, we also hit the water rides. We rode Escape from Pompeii and Roman Rapids before we took a break for lunch.

We got brisket from Trapper’s Smokehouse, which we ate while listening to people scream high above us at the top of the first drop on Griffon.

Right after lunch, we eased back into the rides. We did Le Scoot, a log flume and the third water ride in the park, and then got in line for Invadr, the park’s newest roller coaster, a wooden one that just opened two weeks earlier. It was the first roller coaster we had to wait in a bit of a line to ride, but it moved quickly.

flume and two coasters

Le Scoot drop in the middle, Alpengeist to the left and Invadr to the right.

Then we went to ride Griffon. After watching that first drop so many times while we were eating, I was a little nervous about it. It’s a dive coaster; the train dangles at the top of the first 90-degree hill for five or six seconds before it drops, so if you’re sitting in the front row, you’re just hanging there, looking straight down at the ground 205 feet below.

It was the only roller coaster we rode on the front row, but the wait wasn’t too long, because the trains are laid out weird; they’re three rows of 10, so the line for the front moved 10 people at a time.

It turned out to be quite a ride, and definitely my favorite of the day. That first drop was so much fun! But it did feel like we’d gotten stuck up there, it seemed to hang for so long before letting us go.

griffon at top of hill

Train dangling at the top of the hill.

griffon coming down hill

Going down!

julie and me with griffon

Julie and me in front of Griffon.

We rode Verbolten next, another new one for me. A lot of the ride is inside a building. Apparently there are three different “stories” shown through the lights they flash in the building as you’re going through it. The coolest part was when the train stopped, in the pitch black, and then it felt like the track fell away and the whole train dropped down. After it left the building, the final drop was the same one over the river that used to be on The Big Bad Wolf, the roller coaster Verbolten replaced.

The last ride of the day was Alpengeist. That thing is already 20 years old! Time flies.

Anyway, it was fun as always, but when that one was over, I was ready to be done with roller coasters. We’d just ridden seven coasters, plus three water rides, in less than five hours. It was nice not having to wait in lines, but I think we could’ve spaced them out a little more.

Julie said she’d had enough too, so we got some ice cream, did a little browsing in the gift shops and then hit the road around 5:30 p.m.

julie on horse

Julie telling me to hurry up and take her picture, because she’d just noticed the sign saying only little kids were supposed to be on that horse haha.

I was driving Julie’s car, cruising in the farthest left lane on a four-lane highway, which was separated from the four lanes going the other direction by a 2-foot concrete jersey barrier. We hadn’t gotten very far when something in the rearview mirror caught my eye. At first I thought someone had blown a tire behind us, but then I realized it was an SUV JUMPING THE BARRIER from the other side of the highway! It landed behind us in the lane we were in and barrel-rolled down the road. Pieces were flying off of it and cars behind us were scattering to avoid it. It was insane! It looked like something from an in-car camera during a NASCAR race at Talladega or Daytona.

I think Julie got kinda freaked out by the mere few seconds that had separated us from getting landed on by a flying SUV, but then we got stuck in a traffic back-up and got passed by a guy creeping down the shoulder of the road on a tire so destroyed the rim was on the pavement, which made us laugh.

The rest of the ride home was uneventful. When I got home a little after 10, Clark was drinking beer. I had a couple with him and then fell asleep on the couch. I was beat.

Saturday, I slept in until almost 10 a.m. And when I finally got up, I still felt exhausted. I don’t remember riding roller coasters taking so much out of me, but then again, I wasn’t so damn old the last time I did that.

I spent most of the day lazing about on the couch, while Clark went to Cambridge to swim and run. When he got back, I went out for a run myself.

The weather had undergone quite a change since the day before. It was chilly, gray and drizzly. I decided to save the long run for the next day, and just did an easy lap around the 5.5-mile loop.

Sunday, it had stopped raining, but it was still on the cool and cloudy side. Late in the morning, I went out to do my long run.

I wore the Garmin to try to practice the 8:46/mile pace I’m running for the 1:55 pace group at the half marathon this coming weekend.

It went better than last week’s attempt. I finished the 12.3-mile loop in 1:46 and change, an 8:38/mile pace. A little fast, but better than a little slow.

Oh, and Clark signed up for that marathon Saturday night, and said he might run with my pace group, so that would be cool.

Sunday night, we had tickets for the last beer dinner at the original Dogfish Head brewpub in Rehoboth. Clark’s parents took Pepper for the night, because we were pretty sure we were going to have to get a room within walking distance and stay there. We both got hammered at the last beer dinner we went to, and we didn’t have a driver with us this time.

Dogfish Head’s founder, Sam, his family and several long-time employees were the guests of honor at the dinner. Before it started, Sam came around and talked to everyone there, which was nice of him. I asked him how it felt, being that close to seeing the original building get leveled. He said it was just starting to hit him. It looks like the last day that building will serve customers is May 7, and the new one will host an opening party June 2.

The dinner was excellent.

last beer dinner menu

The menu.

After it wrapped up, Clark and I went downstairs and hung out there until last call.

clark at dogfish head


me at dogfish head

And me.

When the place closed, we walked to the nearest hotel that didn’t have a No Vacancy sign to get a room.

The lobby was deserted when we walked in, and a handwritten sign on the counter said “be right back.” So we stood and waited. A few minutes later, this woman came stumbling down a hall toward us, using the walls to hold herself up. At first I thought she was the receptionist, but she came to our side of the counter, got very close to me and started talking about how she’d had to wait four hours for someone to help her the last time she came to the lobby. Next thing I knew, she was holding my hand. It was so weird!

She wandered back down the hall, so I called the hotel, hoping the ringing phone would summon the actual receptionist. A much more sober woman came out from the back office. While she was getting us checked in, that woman came back, this time with a guy. Clark and I got out of there before anyone tried to hold my hand again haha.

Anyway, once we made it to the room, everything was fine. We got up this morning and came home.

Today, I have an easy 3-miler and strength training on the schedule.

April 20, 2017

Training for 4/20/17

Filed under: Uncategorized — aschmid3 @ 3:25 pm

Today, I did another lap around the 6.5-mile loop, in the morning for once, as it was supposed to be sunny and in the 80s by the afternoon.

It was a pretty decent run, except for the bathroom break I had to take about four miles in. I was regretting the crab-stuffed jalapenos I ate for dinner last night haha. I felt much better after the, well, burning subsided.

Tomorrow is my rest day, and it’s also a day off from work, because my younger sister and I are going to Busch Gardens Williamsburg for the day!

For some reason, Williamsburg, Va., became my family’s de facto official summer vacation spot when I was 8. Before that, we always spent a week at the beach with the rest of my dad’s family. I guess my parents got tired of them haha.

My brother and I were pissed at first when my mom told us we were skipping the beach vacation to go to what sounded like some kind of garden full of bushes, but we were happy once we got there — after two or three days of being dragged around the boring historical crap in Williamsburg, that is.

My dad is definitely a creature of habit, so once he found out how much he liked the Anheuser-Busch brewery tour that was free with park admission (no longer the case, sadly) and a few steak houses in the area, that was it. Every summer from 1992 on, we went to Williamsburg.

I quit going with them the summer before my 10th grade year, because I had a job, band camp and field hockey practice, and a car to get myself to all of it. I went once more my senior year, in October 2000, with my physics class for “Physics Day” at the park.

It looks like they’ve built four new roller coasters in the 17 years since I was last there, and replaced The Big Bad Wolf, but The Loch Ness Monster is still there. That was my first ever roller coaster that first year, and it scared the crap out of 8-year-old me. I loved it!

So anyway, Julie and I are leaving very early tomorrow so we can be there when the park opens, and then driving back home tomorrow night.

This weekend, I’ve got a couple more training runs on the schedule, another 1-hour, 45-minute long run, and a 5-miler. I should take my bike out for a ride too.

And Sunday, Clark and I have tickets for the last beer dinner ever at the original Dogfish Head brewpub in Rehoboth, before they raze it and open the new, much bigger one they built next door.

April 19, 2017

Training for 4/19/17

Filed under: Uncategorized — aschmid3 @ 4:19 pm

Well, I did not get back into the habit of early morning running, to no surprise. I put it off until the late afternoon today. The weather was nice enough to do that, at least. I just did an easy lap around the 6.5-mile loop.

April 18, 2017

Training for 4/18/17

Filed under: Uncategorized — aschmid3 @ 3:24 pm

I had a pretty busy day scheduled for work today, so my best chance to run was first thing this morning. Now that the days are getting long, I can no longer call it my only chance to run, but I know when I get home later there’s a strong possibility I’ll just want to stay on the couch, so it’s definitely accurate to call it my best chance.

Anyway, I just did another easy lap around the 4.5-mile loop, just after sunrise. It was a really nice morning for it. Every time I have to run early like that, I remember how great it was when I did that on a regular basis, whether I had to or not, and think I should really get back in that habit again. We’ll see if it sticks this time. (I’m guessing… nah.)

April 17, 2017

Training for 4/17/17

Filed under: Uncategorized — aschmid3 @ 3:40 pm

Let’s see, what have I been up to since last Thursday…

Friday, I think I just did an easy 3-miler, late in the afternoon. Nothing notable.

Saturday, I did this week’s long run. The half marathon training plan I’m loosely following for St. Michaels prescribes long runs in terms of time, not distance, and this week’s was an hour and 45 minutes. So I decided to do the 12.3-mile loop at the 8:46/mile pace I’ll be doing for the 1:55 pace group in the Island to Island Half Marathon at the end of this month.

I guess I was still feeling crappy, because that pace felt way harder than 8:00/mile had felt in the half marathon in Cambridge just a week earlier. I managed to hang on to it through 11 miles, but the 12th one, I was just worn the hell out. I walked part of it, and took a little over 10 minutes to finish it. Even though the rest of the run was under goal pace, that brought down the overall average to 8:48/mile. I really hope I don’t feel that sluggish in the actual race, now less than two weeks away.

Anyway, that evening, we went to Clark’s parents’ house for dinner to celebrate his aunt’s birthday.

Sunday was Easter. It got really hot, nearly 90 degrees in the afternoon. I ran first thing, before my annual appearance at church. I did an untimed lap around the 4.5-mile loop. It felt good, much better than the day before’s run, but SWEATY. Guess it’s time to get used to that.

I went to church. Clark went to Cambridge to take advantage of the Eagleman-like weather conditions and do a training swim in the Choptank in his new swimming-specific wetsuit, then bike and run. I intended to take my own bike out for a ride when I got home, but when I got there, I found Pepper’s digestive system had reacted violently to all the table scraps he’d gotten at dinner the night before — there was explosive diarrhea all over the utility room. And after I got that cleaned up, he went out a couple of times to throw up. Sheesh.

So, not wanting to have to clean up any more of that, I stayed home with him and skipped the bike ride. Oh well.

When Clark got back from Cambridge, we went to my parents’ house for Easter dinner. Kaylee is the only kid young enough for egg hunts now, and she’s only 2, so the hiding places aren’t super challenging.

Today, I watched the Boston Marathon on NBCSN, which always makes me want to sign up for every upcoming marathon, and then I went out to do the easy run on the schedule, which always reminds me I’m definitely not an elite haha. I ran another lap around the 4.5-mile loop. I wore the Garmin to see if I’m running it easy enough. I was a little fast, finishing with an overall average pace of 8:30/mile. I think I should be doing easy runs closer to 9:00/mile.

And this afternoon, I finally got our taxes done and filed. Such a procrastinator!

April 13, 2017

Training for 4/13/17

Filed under: Uncategorized — aschmid3 @ 1:56 pm

Today, I did another slow, easy lap around the 5.5-mile loop. It felt a little better than the last couple of runs, but it was still blah overall. I was also sore from strength training yesterday, but not as much as last Saturday. Not much else to say!

April 12, 2017

Training for 4/12/17

Filed under: Uncategorized — aschmid3 @ 3:20 pm

I haven’t felt much like running the last few days. Monday, I did a slow, easy 3-miler. Yesterday, I never got up the motivation to do anything. And today, I did another very slow, easy run, this time around the 5.5-mile loop. It’s been warm and windy every day this week and I’ve just felt pretty blah. I’m sure it’ll turn around soon. It usually does.

I did do something else today though. When I got home from my run, I actually went upstairs and did some strength training. Can’t wait to see how sore I am tomorrow haha.

Last night, I was picking buildup off the calluses off the balls of my feet. The left one was normal; I just peeled off the top layer of the callus and that was that. The right one was different though. I guess I did get a blister in the race Saturday, but it somehow formed under the callus, because when I peeled off what I thought was just the top layer, it left a big hole that goes clear down to raw skin. I took some pictures, because I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything like this before, but it’s pretty gross, so I won’t post them here. You’ll just have to use your imagination. Anyway, it smarted a little at the beginning of my run today, but then I got used to it, and it wasn’t a problem the rest of the way.

April 10, 2017

King Crab Challenge recap

Filed under: Uncategorized — aschmid3 @ 9:04 am

Saturday, Clark and I ran the King Crab Challenge at this year’s Dorchester YMCA Crab Run in Cambridge. That entailed running a half marathon plus a 5K that started two hours later, meaning anyone who signed up had to be pretty confident in their ability to run a sub-2 half. I’ve done races on back-to-back days several times, but never two on the same day, so this was a new experience for both of us. But it was only $10 more to tack on the 5K to the half, so why not?

Clark picked up our race packets at the Y the night before the race. I noticed the event shirt had “finisher” on it, even though we hadn’t done anything yet.

crab run finisher shirt

I haven’t finished anything other than filling out the registration form, shirt!

Our alarms started going off at 5 a.m. Saturday, but no one actually got out of bed until about 5:30, which was more than early enough.

It was cold and windy when we got up. At least it was supposed to be a clear day, so we’d have the sun to warm things up a little bit for the race, but that wind wasn’t going anywhere, unfortunately.

We were parked at the Y a little before 7, giving us a half-hour to kill before the start. I was pretty thrilled to be able to clear out my guts before running, for once. I also took a couple Imodium in the hopes that if there was anything left, it wouldn’t turn into yet another in-race Code Abby.

The main reason Clark wanted to run this half was because it covered most of the same course he’ll be running when he does Eagleman again in June. Bart ran it too for the same reason.

The three of us headed out to the start line, behind the Y, with the rest of the pack, just a couple minutes before the start. This is a really small race – only 86 runners finished the half. There’s also just about zero spectators, and much of the middle part of the out-and-back course is on a couple of rural roads surrounded by fields. In other words, my kind of event, but it’s not everyone’s cup of tea.

Clark and I were both hoping to run around 1:45, an 8:00/mile pace, but we were both feeling a little unsure of that, given the wind. It was blowing straight off the water at about 20 mph, gusting to God knows what. I was just hoping the stretches we had to run into it head-on weren’t too long.

There were a lot of Athletes Serving Athletes runners there, so the race director sent them off first, so they could start as a group and then get the wheelchairs in single file before the rest of the field caught up.

Less than a minute after they sent them off, they counted down the rest of us, and we were on our way.

2017 dorchester crab run half marathon start

Half marathon start. I’m in the purple shirt, blue tights and green hat, and Clark is right behind me.

We made a left turn not long after the start that put the wind right in our faces for the first time. It was pretty stiff!

I ran the first mile in 7:57, but holy shit did it feel like way too much work that early in the race to run the pace I’d been hoping to maintain the whole way.

The second mile took us along the Choptank River, where we could see the white caps churned up by the wind, and then back into a little neighborhood, with the wind at our backs. Still, mile 2 slowed to 8:04 and I felt like garbage. My upper body, especially my back, was so sore from strength training the day before. I know I say this every time I finally lift a couple weights again, but seriously – I need to do that regularly again!

Clark had also passed me somewhere in those first couple of miles. I was running right behind him until we got to the second aid station in the third mile, and I stopped for a couple seconds to drink a little water.

Three steps later, we ran past Bart’s house, and saw Marybeth, bundled up and sitting in the back of her SUV and waving at us all trotting by.

The course led us to what’s called a bypass on the map, but is really an unused road that was supposed to be part of a new development that never got built, I guess from when the housing market crashed. I ran mile 3 in 8:08. I stopped at the next aid station on the bypass for another drink of water.

We turned onto Route 343, the busiest road we had to run on (none of the course was closed to traffic.) Still, it wasn’t a lot of traffic, there was a (strongly sloped) shoulder and there weren’t too many runners, so it wasn’t a problem.

I finished mile 4 in 8:15. The downward trend was continuing. Clark was still just ahead of me. He wasn’t pulling away much, but I wasn’t gaining either.

About halfway through that mile, we turned off Route 343 onto a back road with hardly any traffic, which was a good thing, because like most back roads around here, there were no shoulders.

The wind felt like it was coming from the side, but sometimes a gust would feel like it was coming from head-on. I was sure it was going to feel like that when we turned around, just coming from the other side.

I chugged along. Mile 5 was 8:24 and mile 6 was 8:19.

Halfway through that mile, I made the U-turn to head back the way I’d came. Much to my surprise, it felt like the wind was behind me after the turn. Hey now, things are looking up!

Over the next few minutes, I ate the one GU I’d brought with me. Mile 7 was 8:14.

Just past the mile 7 marker, I saw Bart on his way to the turnaround, and he pointed at Clark just ahead of me and said “Go get him!” Three steps later, I came up to the next aid station. I stopped to drink a little water, and Clark stopped to eat an Accel Gel with water. I passed him, but I figured he’d glide past me again not far down the road, once he started running again.

A weird thing happened though. I sped up. I’m sure the surprise tailwind was a part of it, but the entire second half of the race felt so much better than the first half, even the parts that were head-on into the wind.

Mile 8 was 8:04. We got back on Route 343, and I passed the mile 9 marker on the shoulder in 8:01.

We turned back onto the bypass, which put the wind in my face, but it actually didn’t slow me down much. I ran mile 10 in 8:05, which included another brief stop at an aid station to drink some water.

After running the bypass, I was heading back through residential neighborhoods. I passed Bart and Marybeth’s house again, but she’d found something better to do.

Part of mile 11 was into the wind, but again, it wasn’t much of an issue, and I ran it in 8:04. Most of mile 12 was heading the opposite direction of the first mile, which meant that headwind at the beginning was now a sweet tailwind. I let it push me to run mile 12 in 7:50, my fastest of the race.

Then I made a right turn, and I could see where we’d started the race, just up the road. The finish line was on the lawn behind the Y though, so I had to make one more left turn to run across the grass to the finish.

2017 dorchester crab run half marathon finish

Finishing the half.

My Garmin said I’d only run 12.9 miles, which is odd, because it always measures long, since I never run tangents perfectly. But the official race distance was 13.1 miles, and according to my timing chip, I’d run that in 1:44:24, a 7:59/mile pace.

I was pretty happy with how that half turned out, especially after I’d felt so crappy in the first few miles. Just goes to show you should always stick it out, because it might get better – and even if it doesn’t, it always ends.

It wasn’t over though, of course. I had a 5K to run in 15 minutes!

First order of business was the bathroom. You may have noticed I finally made it through a half marathon without needing a port-o-potty or the woods for the first time in I don’t remember how long. My butt wasn’t willing to wait much longer though. Luckily, there was no line in the women’s locker room for the three bathroom stalls, so that was taken care of.

Then I had to swap my half marathon bib for my 5K bib. I’m not sure why they couldn’t make one bib for two races that started within two hours of each other, but whatever.

I really wished I’d brought a second GU to eat before the 5K, but there was nothing I could do about that.

Clark arrived to swap his bibs too, having finished the half in 1:47:38. Not quite his goal time, but a six-minute PR! We have finally answered the question of how fast he could run a half if he wasn’t either hungover or recovering from severe food poisoning haha.

2017 dorchester crab run half marathon finish clark

Clark finishing the half.

We stepped into the 5K starting pack. I did not feel like running another step, let alone another 3.1 miles, and I definitely wasn’t running any faster than any easy pace.

Again, the race directors let the Athletes Serving Athletes group go first, and then the rest of us. The pack took off and I lurched forward with it. Just as we were taking off, we saw Bart headed for the finish line of the half. He ran a 2:01, which he was really happy with.

2017 dorchester crab run 5K start

Clark and I taking off for round two.

The 5K course was also an out-and-back, just with the cone marking the turnaround much closer.

So that put the wind back in my face for most of the first mile again. Ugh. Also, my feet were pretty tired of the 1400s I’d worn. I’ve had these particular shoes since December, and I think they’re at the end of their running life. I didn’t have any blisters, but I could feel where the balls of both feet were rubbing inside the shoes.

After the turnaround, I wound up running the rest of the way with a woman who was running her first race since ACL surgery a year earlier. She noticed and pointed out an osprey that had just swooped down and grabbed a fish out of the water, which was pretty cool.

I basically treated the race as a long cool down. My splits were 8:43, 8:32 and 8:25, and the last 10th of a mile was 33 seconds. Officially, I finished in 26:09.

2017 dorchester crab run 5k finish

Finishing the 5K. REALLY done.

Clark also took it easy and finished in 28:35.

2017 dorchester crab run 5k finish clark

That’s him in the background crossing the line.

I felt pretty good after I’d changed into dry clothes, eaten a banana and a granola bar and downed a couple water bottles.

We hung around for the awards. The race info had said runners who signed up for the King Crab Challenge were only eligible for awards in that category, so I was surprised when they called my name as the F30-39 age group winner in the half marathon, but I got a pint glass and a laminated certificate for that.

Actually, I was technically the third finisher in my age group, but the top two were among the top three women overall, so I moved up. And one of them was named Timothy, so I think “she” was in the wrong group anyway.

For the King Crab Challenge, they just added together our race times. My total time was 2:10:35, which placed me second among 11 women. I got another laminated certificate.

We left after that, but we should’ve hung around for the 5K awards. I placed fourth in my age group, but Clark was second in his, so he totally missed out on a laminated sheet of paper. I’m sure he was devastated haha.

Here are all of our final stats:


Half marathon:

  • 1:44:24
  • 3rd/10 F 30-39
  • 5th/50 women
  • 14th/86 overall


  • 26:09
  • 4th/15 F 30-39
  • 7th/76 women
  • 18th/118 overall

King Crab:

  • 2:10:35
  • 2nd/11 women


Half marathon:

  • 1:47:38
  • 7th/12 M 30-39
  • 14th/36 men
  • 21st/86 overall


  • 28:35
  • 2nd/5 M 30-39
  • 20th/42 men
  • 33rd/118 overall

King Crab:

  • 2:16:14
  • 8th/11 men
crab run medals and pint glass

Age group award pint glass and both finisher medals.

The race packet included wristbands for the after party at RAR Brewing, so we were going to stop by there for a pint, but when we got there, it was locked up, the lights were still off and all the stools were still on top of the counters. So we went home.

We got cleaned up, and Kara met us at our house a little before 1. We went to Rehoboth, first to get lunch at the Pickled Pig, and then so Kara could get new shoes at the New Balance store. She got a pair of the just-released updated 1400s. They’re pretty sweet, and my 1400s are shot anyway, so I’m thinking we might be shoe twins in the St. Michaels half.

Since we were in Rehoboth anyway, we had to go to Dogfish Head next. I only had a couple since one of us had to drive home, but Clark and Kara had some 120 Minute IPAs there and got a crowler of World Wide Stout to take home. When we got home, they almost finished that off before Clark fell asleep in the floor and I put Kara to bed.

Sunday morning, Kara was surprised to wake up hungover haha. We gave her coffee, fried eggs and ibuprofen, and after she was patched up, she headed home.

Clark and I napped most of the rest of the morning after she left. I’d thought about running an easy 3-miler, but the weekend’s schedule had called for a 1:45 long run and the 3-miler, so really I already did both runs the day before. Good enough for me.

In the early afternoon, Clark woke up and went out to cut the grass for the first time this year. I watched the first half of the NASCAR race in Texas.

When he came back in from cutting the grass, he wanted to go for a bike ride. It was a really nice day for it, as it had warmed up and the wind had died from the day before. So I went with him.

We rode a loop that turned out to be 18.6 miles. I know I was holding Clark up, because every now and then he’d get bored and go whizzing by me, then stop at the next intersection and wait for me to catch up.

By the last four miles or so, I was feeling sapped and just ready to get home. As soon as I made it, I scarfed down a couple slices of leftover pizza and sat down to watch the end of the NASCAR race. Turned out we’d made it home just in time to watch Jimmie stupid Johnson win. Great.

Today, it’s back to training for St. Michaels. I have a short easy run and strength training on the schedule.

April 7, 2017

Training for 4/7/17

Filed under: Uncategorized — aschmid3 @ 9:30 am

Yesterday, some pretty severe storms passed through, so I waited until it’d cleared up to go out for an easy lap around the 4.5-mile loop.

It was nice and sunny when I left, but when I made a turn about two miles into the run, I saw the black cloud that’d been sneaking in. It started to drizzle, then it absolutely dumped on me for a few minutes and then it slacked up. By the time I got home, it was clear and sunny again.

Today, I had a rest day planned, but Clark convinced me to get up at 5:45 a.m. and go upstairs and do some strength training for once. I tried not to overdo it, since it’s been so long since I’ve done it regularly and I’ve got a couple races to run tomorrow morning, but I can tell I’m going to be feeling it tomorrow. Hopefully it won’t be too bad.

So, these races tomorrow morning. Clark is going swimming tonight at the Y, which is putting on the races, so he’s going to pick up our packets.

Tomorrow, the half marathon starts at 7:30 a.m. I would like to run about an 8:00/mile pace, and finish around 1:45. That’ll give me 15 minutes before the 5K starts at 9:30. I have a feeling the 5K is just going to turn into a 3.1-mile cool down, but I guess I’ll find out if there’s anything left.

In the afternoon, Kara and I are going to Rehoboth so she can get some new running shoes at the New Balance store, as she’s signed up for the St. Michaels Half Marathon next month, and then go somewhere for lunch.

Sunday, I’m not sure what’s going on. If the weather’s nice, Clark and I will probably take the bikes out. I think I’m also supposed to run an easy 3-miler or something. And there’s a NASCAR race in Texas to watch.

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