Hey friends! Happy HUMP DAY! This week is just flying… probably because I had Monday off 😉 .
I woke up yesterday morning in the midst of a terrible nightmare. Do you ever jolt awake and still feel like what you were dreaming about really happened? UGH.
Then I headed to my sister’s 7:00 am spin class, which put me in a much better mood! The theme of class was “Selena vs. The Weeknd” so it was a fun, heart-pumping playlist.
I headed to work and picked up Starbucks on my way in. I drank that and ate a big mug of flax oatmeal and SO many strawberries.
I ate lunch outside: a salad with green leaf lettuce, frisee, radichio, carrots, tomatoes, avocado, and a light balsamic dressing. I had a Greek yogurt for dessert!
I went on a little walk along the river after lunch because it was so nice out (still not fall enough, though!). The rest of the workday flew by – I had lots to catch up on and had to attend a few meetings. I snacked on a Chocolate Brownie Quest Bar later in the afternoon.
I left the office at 5:30 ish and took the subway home. For dins I cooked up a big stir fry with tofu, cabbage, carrots, broccoli, jicama, bell peppers, radishes, celery, and lots of Sriracha drizzled on top.
And then I left for book club! As I’ve mentioned in previous posts, this month’s book was “The Disaster Artist” by Greg Sestero and Tom Bissell, about the production/filming of the movie “The Room” (a movie sooo bad that it’s good). We had some fun discussions, drank many bottles of pinot grigio, and snacked on cheese and crackers, my pumpkin chocolate chip cookies, avocado hummus, etc. (I ate/drank a little too much ).
I got to pick our next book! I picked “The Given Day” by Dennis Lehane (my mom said I’d love it, plus I read his book “Mystic River” and really enjoyed his writing). This book’s set in Boston at the end of the First World War, and is about two families – one black, one white – in a “battle of survival and power” during this hard time. I’ll let you know how I’m liking it – picking it up from the library tonight 🙂 .
Frankie picked me up around 10:30 and we went to bed as soon as we got home! Solid Tuesday.
At dinner on Sunday night, my mom’s boyfriend (who’s an avid marathoner and triathlete) asked, “Hey Marina, since your foot’s all better, when are you gonna run your next race?!”. I felt sort of bad answering, “Never”.
So I wanted to talk a bit about why I’ve chosen not to run road races anymore, or at least not in the foreseeable future. I know that many of you guys are really into road racing, so please don’t be mad 🙂 these are just my personal thoughts/experiences! I’m also curious if anyone else has had similar feelings.
A little about my racing background – I’ve run one marathon, four or five half marathons, a 10K, and lots of 5Ks.
Me, my sis, and her friend at the FREEZING start of the 2014 B.A.A. Half Marathon!
Friends came to watch me finish the 2013 B.A.A. Half!
I’m not even sure what’s going on here. A Jingle Bell 5K where we ran 12+ minute miles? Frankie, me, my mom’s bf, my sis, and my sis’s bf!
My sister, Fletcher, and me at the finish of another B.A.A. Half! Jeez how many times did I run this race?!
The half marathon was definitely my favorite distance! I PR’d at 1 hour 38 minutes – about 7:30 min/mile, and that was actually after a poor training cycle with lots of getting sick/missing workouts, and after (stress) eating the biggest meal of my life the night before…
Anyways, here’s why I stopped running road races:
- I became too obsessed with times. If I didn’t hit a certain time during a training run, it would ruin my day and I wouldn’t be able to let it go. I considered that workout a failure, even though it definitely still helped me make progress.
- I couldn’t deal with the stress the week/night before the race. I couldn’t focus on anything a few days before the race – I kept thinking of being at the starting line, shaking from nerves, and potentially not hitting my goal paces. I always overate the night before a race because I was so stressed/needed to get my mind off of it, which made me perform even worse the next day. Why did I do this to myself?!?
- It was bad for my body. I’ve had so many injuries, and probably had two pulled hamstrings for a year. And I kept running. I thought that my injuries would magically go away and that everything would be fine. I overtrained myself and my body hated me for it 😦 .
- It messed with my eating habits. See #2 – I often stress ate before a race. I also was constantly famished during a training cycle, so I found myself eating large amounts of food and actually gaining some weight, which stressed me out even more. My body was totally thrown off.
- I didn’t have time for other workouts. I’ve always loved yoga, but I rarely practiced during a training cycle, which in turn made me lose flexibility. I also never had time for spinning, hiking, pilates, and the other activities I loved.
- I put training above all else. If getting in ten morning miles meant being late to work, I would do it. If getting in a track workout meant skipping plans with friends, I would do it. I don’t know how it got to this point, but training became my priority.
So after my half marathon back in 2015, I told myself I was done. I stopped racing, and I have been so much happier. Now I workout to feel good and to treat to my body. I do whatever workout I’m feeling that week, rather than force myself to do a tempo run (for example). I eat to fuel these less intense workouts, so I’m eating less and feeling much healthier. And most important of all, I stress so much less!
This is just what works for me, of course. I am still so inspired by all of you training and racing, and I love hearing your stories! I also have MANY training plans that I’ve written up (for almost every race distance), so if any of you are interested let me know! BTW, I still totally sign up for silly holiday/costume 5Ks, just for fun 😉 .
I hope you have a great hump day, and I’ll see you tomorrow!
What is the #1 reason you run road races, or DON’T run road races?
What book are you reading right now?! Tell me about it!