I do I do feel dead! This is the year that hills will not kill. I will be strong running up and down hills. I will train on hills, I will, I will!
Yesterday Troy had a basketball tournament in Big Lake. After a few hours of basketball I volunteered for a few more hours at the concession stand. It is always the same parents who volunteer for everything. Sit courtside to make sure each child has equal playing time .. no one will raise their hand. 14 boys, there is at least one parent with each boy..some have two parents and will anyone raise their hand to help the coach out? Hell no. OK, up goes my hand. I'll help. Hell I'm at every game anyway. Now for each game I will be sitting on the bench with the boys. I will not be working any more concession stands, however. My time was served.
After basketball duties I hit the asphalt and hills. The Monticello route that my triathlon friend, Susan, ran with me last year. Oh man. It was as tough as I remembered. Last year I ran the route 3 times. This year I'll be running it once every 1-2 weeks. It's a killer.
I headed out at 1:00 with Espresso Hammergel and two 24 oz bottles filled with HEED. I brought some money and more HEED in plastic baggie so I could purchase water at the convenience store and mix up another supply. I had a few bars and some cliff blocks to try out. Grabbed my iPod and I was all set.
The first 15 miles went by pretty well. No aches and pains, drinking, eating, all is well. I was given FREE water by a cute guy working in the store, mixed up my heed and ate a few cliff blocks, which were OK. By 20 miles I was tired. I have only run a 20 once since Ed Fitz in mid October, so my body isn't all that used to that distance yet. I do have a snowshoe (or trail shoe the way the weather is looking) marathon next month so I better begin some long run training. Any how, the pavement, the hills, merciless hills and 20 miles kicked my ass. By 24 miles I was plain old exhausted and thinking of a hot shower. I reached my car just before dusk.
Geeze, I had a concert to go to! Tyler asked me if I'd take him to the 93X Nutcracker. It was his first concert and I was flattered he wanted ME to take him. I must not be too much of an un-cool Mom. I would have rather died than go to a concert with my Mom. Never ever. So, yeah, I was pretty excited. I was tired, but it was a lot of fun.
This morning was 15 EASY miles on the trail. Slow and easy. While sitting through church I almost feel asleep. I'm tired, a good tired, you know?