tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214502674696357502024-02-08T04:13:50.457+11:00Rachel Runs On Plants: The Rambling Ambling of a Very Slow JoggerMiss T Princess Vegan tries to learn to run
(or most likely to do a waddling kind of slow jog)Miss Thttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03604850110464039541noreply@blogger.comBlogger35125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-621450267469635750.post-71437119026478609662011-04-28T20:15:00.000+10:002011-04-28T20:15:20.648+10:00Thursday 28 April 2011<div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">La Jillian's 6 Week 6 Pack tonight. I can't help thinking it's a very ambitious claim. </span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">The hardest thing was that I let Buzz use my yoga mat so I was trying to get grip on a beach towel on a rug on a wooden floor. Slipipippery. I didn't feel my abs at all - but I hope I will tomorrow because I caught sight of my gut in the mirror a few times and it needs some suction (or 'incineration' as Jillian lovingly described it). But it was only Level 1 so there must be some burn to come. </span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;">Pecs and hammies are v sore after yesterday's Shred. Good. </span>Miss Thttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03604850110464039541noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-621450267469635750.post-43840651168470878432011-04-27T15:38:00.004+10:002011-04-27T21:29:38.343+10:00Wednesday 27 April 2011<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I thought a short, sharp run might be in order this morning. Instead I got a short, sharp pain the back of my calf. Relax, relax, it’s not career-threatening. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Having been focussing heavily on time on my feet and endurance lately, I think that I’ve extended my distance and time significantly more than my speed. By way of comparison, whereas last time I was running 40/45 minutes was an outside time, it’s now the norm. Also, I now think 5km is a short-ish run instead the pinnacle of my achievements. However, whereas I used to run at a base pace of 7.5km/hr, moving up to 8km/hr, I now consider 8.5km/hr my base speed. Not such an improvement. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">So I trotted off at 9km/hr for five minutes, and then increased to 9.5km/hr, intending to just do a 20 minute speed run. I felt great! Flying, pounding it out, and tiring in a positive, of-course-I-can-make-it way. At about 17.5 minutes I felt a weird feeling in my upper left calf, which I tried to run through but couldn’t. I paused, stretched, and continued, only to grimace in a very unattractive way and have to stop. It felt like a twist or a wrench rather than a tear, perhaps like some tendon wriggling into the wrong position. I felt good in the leg otherwise and did about 22ish minutes on the cross-trainer and then elliptical (15 plus 6ish) without any problems. It feels pretty good now (3:30pm) so I’ll give it a rest tomorrow, get stuck into weights tonight and tomorrow, and assume that all will be dandy on Friday.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b>Later</b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">30 Day Shred. Level 1, Day 1. Use 3kg weights. So hardcore (me I mean). </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">It was tough-ish but I could def do it more full throttle. I was just holding back my biceps and shouldery muscles of steel. </span> </div><br />
</div></div>Miss Thttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03604850110464039541noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-621450267469635750.post-48937305758501827492011-04-26T21:55:00.000+10:002011-04-26T21:55:23.617+10:00Shiny shiny<div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Now don't laugh, but as I ran 7.6km outside today (o'er hill, o'er dale), I am proud enough to return to this blog to let my many legions of adoring fans know about it. </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">What has driven the return to running? A hint, dear readers-plural ... it's shiny and sparkly and it lives on the fourth finger of my left hand. And the end result will be me walking down the aisle in front of 150 people in less than four months. </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
We got engaged in September last year but serious fitness efforts didn't ensue until January (except for an abortive late-night walk disgustedly inspired by a picture from our engagement party in which I quite genuinely looked like I had shoved a beach ball up my dress). Since then the running has taken off - my regular tready run is 6km at 8.5km/hr, three times a week. My indoor record for 6km is 41:54, and my best over 45 minutes is 6.4km. I have done 3.03km in 20 minutes; 4.14kmin 30 minutes (I reckon I could beat that now); 5km in 35:16; and 8km in 56:29. Outside, I am even speedier. I knooooow!!! I have done our outside run of 5km in 32:30; 3.2km in 22:10 (could easily smash that now); 3.5km in 24:20; 5.6km in 39:40; 6km in 41:14; and today 7.6km in 52:09. I am so awesome I can't believe the Olympic selectors haven't rung yet. </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">So the upshot is that I can now run faster, stronger, harder, ooh, ahh, than I ever have before. I've signed up for the 8km Mother's Day Classic on 8 May (Mothers' Day!) to run with Buzz's cousin. </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">And it's time for some weights. I have got Jillian Michaels' DVDs <i>30 Day Shred</i> (which is a cult classic even though it's from 1997 when The Rachel was hot) and <i>6 Week 6 Pack</i> which is particularly pointed given the beachball incident. I also ... dah dah dah daaah ... semi-signed up for a 12 week weights challenge in which I publicly (through anonymously) committed to doing 5-6 weights sessions a week, sticking to 1300 cals net per day, upping myprotein from 60g to 100g per day, and maintaining 5-6 runs a day. Haven't quite worked out how to do this yet. Details, details. It will be done. </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Efforts so far have been good. One dress size, 9 cms off my waist in 11 weeks and around 9 off my hips, and a whole lotta clothes reinvigorated after banishment for shrinking (hah!). I have some goals for the next 16 weeks and goddammit, is it too much to ask to be the hottest woman in the room on my wedding day? Even if I have to hack off my guests' hair? No, I don't think so. </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">12 weeks. Suck it up. </span></div>Miss Thttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03604850110464039541noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-621450267469635750.post-77089386397500857612010-05-20T10:53:00.001+10:002010-05-20T10:54:29.038+10:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b>Tuesday 18 May</b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Hmmmm ... I think I cross-trained. I know I went to the gym. I'm sure I must have run a little bit. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b>Thursday 20 May</b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Tired, still sick and cranky. I gave myself 20 minutes to run. And look what I made!</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b> </b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b> </b><i>Minutes Speed km/hr</i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">0-8.5 8.5<i> </i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">8.5 - 18.5 9.5</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">18.5 - 20 8.5</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">2.97km. Av speed 9. <i><br />
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</i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Yes that's right. 10 minutes at 9.5 km/hr. And it was gooood. Fast, but totally doable and I could have easily done to the end. I'm excited because I accidentalyl hit 9.5 instead of 9, and I even thought that was pushing it. I'm faster than I think.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Then there was 15 hard elliptical minutes, and a five minute run:</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br />
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</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b> </b><i>Minutes Speed km/hr</i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">0-1 12</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">1-2 8</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">3-5 10</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">12 was impossible. So, so hard. I felt like a doofus.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b> </b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b> </b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b> </b></span></span></div>Miss Thttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03604850110464039541noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-621450267469635750.post-56382669981921104982010-05-17T10:58:00.002+10:002010-05-17T10:58:43.834+10:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b>Monday 17 May</b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Minutes Speed (km/hr)</b></span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">0-5 8</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">5-10 8.5</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">10-15 8</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">15-25 8.5</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">25 30</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Av sp: ?? Forgot to check. 4.10 km (hmmmm). HR still on blink, but high-ish.</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Felt slow at 8km/hr, but the end of the 10 minutes at 8.5km/hr tiiiired me. Tired at the end, but felt I could do 5 minute sections considtently over 5km. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div>Miss Thttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03604850110464039541noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-621450267469635750.post-73801549335867085592010-05-14T09:19:00.000+10:002010-05-14T09:19:30.948+10:00Now where was I up to? I'll try to reconstruct.<br />
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We last left our hero on Tuesday 4 May.<br />
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Wednesday was a welcome rest day to rest the old glut med.<br />
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<b>Thursday 6 May</b><br />
A cross-training day, including two (?) 15 minute runs at about 8km/hr. Anyway, it was a 500 cal burn. There was some reason that it was hard to make myself go but I can't remember. <br />
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<b>Friday 7 May</b><br />
A run at a new gym. Very proud of myself for making it after a mammoth shopping effort. (I was home sick. But I got better and then bored).<br />
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<i>Minutes Speed Incline</i><br />
0-10 8km/hr 0<br />
10-20 8.5 0<br />
20-25 8 0<br />
25-30 8.5 0<br />
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Good strong run, despite sore legs at the beginning. <i><br />
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And then: a long rest. Slack weekend. Nothing Monday. On Tuesday I was suffering a post-over-solarium painful burn.<br />
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But the four days off were great. My glute med really improved, and when I hopped back on the tready on Wednesday my legs felt fresher than they had in a long time. No ankle tendon strain, no calf tightness, and overall a really, really enjoyable run, both physically and mentally.<br />
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<b>Wednesday 12 May</b> <br />
<i>Minutes Speed Incline</i><br />
0-10 8km/hr 0<br />
10-20 8.5 0<br />
20-25 8 0<br />
25-30 8.5 0<br />
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Followed it with 10 minutes of hard work on the elliptical.<br />
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<b>Friday 14 May</b><br />
Yesterday was a rest - and I don't begrudge it because my gltue med is holding up well.<br />
Today I did a cross-training session, thinking that I will run outside on the weekend. I included 15 minutes of runnign at 8.5km/hr in the middle of a 45 minute session, which felt good and strong. I'll be including more 8.5km/hr blcoks in my 30 minute or 5km runs. <b> </b>Miss Thttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03604850110464039541noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-621450267469635750.post-47208833505514861302010-05-04T17:12:00.000+10:002010-05-04T17:12:08.015+10:00<div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">Having only managed two runs last week, which I only just realised (so that's the point of a training log!) I am less surprised at my deconditioning which was painfully evident this morning. I had kinda forgotten just how bad last week was. </span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">Again, my stupid lack of exercise on Friday set me up for a no-sweat weekend. I already knew Saturday was out, my schedule being chockers, and Sun proved similar. </span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"> <span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"> <span style="font-size: small;"><b>Monday 3 May 2010</b></span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">On Monday night I returned to the gym. 15 minutes into my run the following things had happened:</span></div><ul style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><li><span style="font-size: small;">I removed my HRM. It was at 00 again and I have finally noticed the empty battery it's showing me. </span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: small;"> Obviously the HRM chest strap had been providing some support to the girls, because once it was gone the extra bounciness was apparent. I knew my bra straps had slipped, but the lack of chest elastic was a bit too much. It didn't hurt, but seeing myself bouncing along at an alarming level of bounce in the glass in front of the tready was too disconcerting.</span></li>
</ul><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">So I hopped off, peed, wrenched up the bra straps and hopped on the elliptical. I did 15 hard minutes, and then 15 hard minutes on the ski-type machine. Feeling I could really pound it home, and also feeling the weight of guilt that an alcohol-sodden weekend can inspire, I ran another 15 minutes. Total calori burn was probably about 1000 based on previous similar workouts, so even though my 30 minute run was not continuous, it was at least interspliced with another 30 minutes of heart-thumping work, and this was in fact my longest work out in a while (meaning that often when I'm at the gym for 60 minutes that's 40 minutes of working out and 20 minutes of misc/assorted). </span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">This morning: back to it. But softly. I didn't want to push myself, knowing I'd been a bit slack (but not really realising just how slack). </span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">In other, crappy news my tendinopathy of the glute med is back on the LHS. I can feel it and it hurts. I did my exercises again this morning for the first time in ages and will be faithfully performing them daily. </span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Tuesday 4 May 2010</b></span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">30 minutes at 8km/hr, 0% (after 5 minute warm up). Then, because I had time, 1km at 8.5% (probably a 30 second break in between the two sessions. Kinda like stopping at the lights outside - it totally counts as one run, ok?).</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Yes slack. It was harder than it should have been given where I was at two weeks ago, but still not too awful. And I did enjoy it so tick for that. No HR or accurate cals because of battery-lifeless HRM, but presumably around 480 cals for the first 30 minutes and about 100 for the last k (7 minutes). </span></span></div>Miss Thttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03604850110464039541noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-621450267469635750.post-83634484264893337942010-04-29T17:01:00.000+10:002010-04-29T17:01:37.484+10:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b>Thursday 29 April</b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><b>Time Speed km/hr Incline % </b></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">0-15 8 0.5</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">15-20 8 1</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">20-25 8 0.5</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">25-30 8 1</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Average speed: 8km/hr. Average incline: 0.6%. 4km (what is this 3.98 they say? Because it took me ten seconds to increase the speed when the tready started? Pshaw. Mazx HR: 194bpm. Average HR: 181bpm. </span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I found the 1% noticeable different. Leg muscles worked differently and harder.When I wnt back down to 0.5% I noticed it. But: I think I can go 10 minutes at 1%, and when I can run 5km at 1% I know I'll be able to do it outside, because whereas outside might go up more than 1%, it also goes down! </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div>Miss Thttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03604850110464039541noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-621450267469635750.post-41140517346369153522010-04-28T09:37:00.000+10:002010-04-28T09:37:07.767+10:00<div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><b>Wednesday 28 April 2010</b></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><b> </b> </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Shhh! Can you hear that? It's the sound of silence. It's the sound of me not running. </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">It started off reasonably. Even though I have myself Wednesday off last week for soreness, I was still sore on Thursday so gave myself Friday too. Which turned into Saturday, Sunday and public holiday Monday. Unable to sleep until 1am on Monday night, I happily ditched the 6am planned start, only to realise in the morning that I had a meeting on the evening and a team lunch - so no run Tuesday. </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">This morning was tough. I didn't want to go easy, but found I couldn't go hard either. After 13 minutes at 8km/hr, which had been going ok, I got a stitch. I usually run through them, but this one was over my whole upper chest and when I realised I wasn't breathing properly - ragged, not full lungs, painful, gasping - I stopped. I meant to pause, but I stopped. </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">I hopped on the elliptical for 15 hard minutes where I pumped up the resistance to try to add some strength to my legs. Then 15 on the tready again - 8km, but with a 1% incline after 7 minutes or so. A trainer stopped to talk to me. No talk! Run only! Gasp! Gasp! Dad came to say goodbye. Gasp! Gasp! </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">The last few minutes were hugely tough. My HR was in the 195bpm range and I was counting time. When I stopped I could barely stand up, and then ... I was sure the Spew Express was coming. I made it to the toilets asap, and although nothing upchucked, I was satisfied that I'd worked hard. </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Back to a simple run tomorrow. No stats because the HRM was fairly sure my heart wasn't beating again. </span></div>Miss Thttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03604850110464039541noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-621450267469635750.post-22405494781995225622010-04-20T09:05:00.000+10:002010-04-20T09:05:23.557+10:00<div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Tuesday 20 April 2010</b></span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Mins Speed km/hr</b></span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">0-10 8</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">10-20 8.5</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">20-25 9 </span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"> 25-28 8</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">28-30 9</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">4.18km. Average speed 8.4km/hr. Max HR: 205bpm. Average 178bpm. 404 cals. </span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Max HR whaaaa? I don't think that's right. I didn't see any more than about 194bpm. </span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">The 9km/hr portion was hard. I probably could have managed 10 mins, but my legs were sore all the way through the run, and my glutes - around the sides - were pinched and tight. A day off tomorrow is a good idea. </span></div>Miss Thttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03604850110464039541noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-621450267469635750.post-91532028169827782922010-04-19T10:37:00.000+10:002010-04-19T10:37:42.327+10:00<div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">Oh blergh. I gave myself Friday off, intending to do a massive 10km on Saturday. I did get up, put on gym clothes etc and was all ready to go, until I realised I had forgotten to charge my iPod. Therefore no run! Intentions to do it later that day collapsed after emergency vet trip inspired by wasp sting (he's fine). </span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">Sunday was just too full of post-dinner party food and beer. </span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">This morning I still had the undigested food baby in my belly. Nonetheless, I ran. It was a little tougher after three days off, and my max HR is a little high, but I got through it and felt that the sweat was a good antidote to the weekend. </span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Monday 19 April 2010</b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;">5km, 37:30mins, average speed 8km/hr (maintained all the way through). Max HR 195bpm. Average HR 178bpm (but take these as approxes; once again the Polar registered no heartbeat for quite a while. Ditto cals - recorded as 434 but really should be higher). </span></div>Miss Thttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03604850110464039541noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-621450267469635750.post-27250054021862589242010-04-15T14:04:00.000+10:002010-04-15T14:04:58.731+10:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b>Thursday 15 April 2010</b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Stuckered yesterday. Got to the gym at 7am - on the train too, not in the nice warm car - and the lifts weren't working. There is no other way in, and by the time I'd waited ten minutes and realised that time was marching on, I had to leave. Resolving to run at lunch, I ended up goinghom e feverish, which just proves my theory that you should exercise first thing before the day has a chance to stuff you up!</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b> </b></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">This morning: 5km</span></span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Km</b> </span><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"><b>Km/hr</b></span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><b>0-3.5 </b> 8</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">3.5-4.5 8.5 </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">4.5-5 9</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Total time: 36:54. Average speed: 8.4km/hr. Max HR: 195bpm. Average HR: 182bpm. 510 cals.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Purdy noice, eh? </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br />
Also makes me think that the trady is calibrated slow. I'm sure I ran slower outside - including my shameful walk breaks - for more or less the same time. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Anyway, it was a good run. Felt good at 8km/hr and comfortable. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div>Miss Thttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03604850110464039541noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-621450267469635750.post-10259677412828516152010-04-13T20:14:00.000+10:002010-04-13T20:14:04.001+10:00<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b>Tuesday 13 April 2010</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Grrr argh. Two days no run. Determined to do a good 5km. Warm up. HRM registers 0bpm. Get off. Go to bathroom. Re-wet sensors. Works. Back on tready. 15 minutes. 0bpm. Then works. Annoying. Keep going. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">About 3.8km in. Running well. 8km/hr. Nice pace. Feel good. Good rhythm. Tready stops. All info wiped. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Get back on for 1.2km.Set tready to 9km/hr. Tough but good. Keep fiddling with controls. Up speed. Accidentally also up distance. Run 1.33km. Run a few minutes at 10km/hr. HR 196bpm. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Net result: HRM info unreliable. Run info not available. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Approx 5.13km. MAX HR approx 196bpm. Total time approax 36-37 minutes. </span><br />
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</span>Miss Thttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03604850110464039541noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-621450267469635750.post-17273276363379568222010-04-12T13:18:00.001+10:002010-04-13T20:15:34.595+10:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b>Saturday 10 April 2010</b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Outside, route 4 - along The Boulevard to Heidelberg Road, then left up to the 7-11 and back again. It's 5km with one small hill. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">And it still took me 37 minutes. And. It. Was. Hard. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br />
After turnaround by the time I got back on The Boulevard I was shuffling like a 93 year old with two arthritic hips and asthma. I had a couple of walk breaks on the way back. No more than 30 secs, but shame! </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Max HR 193bpm. Av HR 179bpm. Cals 500. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Good points though: my average speed was 8.1km/hr. It was the longest time and distance I've ever run outside. And next time I'm sure I can make it up the hill. </span></span></div>Miss Thttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03604850110464039541noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-621450267469635750.post-12665291661227931672010-04-08T09:31:00.000+10:002010-04-08T09:31:51.929+10:00<div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Thursday 8 April</b> </span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">Soo-ooo-ooore after the 45 minute long run on Monday. Ankle tendons felt strained, legs tired. I had a light, low-impact gym session on Tuesday and had a rest day on Wednesday. </span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">Today I was determined to pump out a fast run, spurred on by Miss Nickii's 5km in 26 minutes, something I am nowhere near. </span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">I did a ten minute warmp up, walking for 5 and runnnign at 7.5km/hr for 5. This is better than my usual 5 minute walk; it gets the initial pain and grumping out of the way. </span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Minutes</b> </span><b>Speed</b></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">0-1 8.5</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">1-2.5?<b> </b>8</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">2.5?-15 8.5</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">15-20 8</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">20-30 8.5</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Average speed: 8.4km/hr.4.17km. 428 cals. Max HR 195bpm. Av HR183bpm. </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Hard! I loved the first rnu at 8.5km/hr; I felt srtong and like I was running. By 4 minutes of the second set at 8.5km/hr, I didn't think I could make it to the end, and if wasn't for Guns'n'Roses I wouldn't have. My high average HR shows it. I've never run that long at 8.5 before; it still really feels like a lot faster than 8. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><b>Sat 27 Mar</b></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">35 mins run outside on Route 1 (Boulevard, Heidelberg Road, Lwr H'berg Rd). Includes one mother of a hill. About 3.3 km. Average speed about 7.9km/hr. </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Max HR 191bpm; average HR 172bpm.</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Ahh but. When I measured the route on mapmyrun.com I put it in as miles, and spent daaaaays depressed that I had taken 25 minutes to run 2km. Bwahaha! I couldn't actually walk that slow if I tried. It really knocked me about a bit ... especially cos it took me a long time - like weeks - to realise that I had flipped the distance measurement switch. </div><ul style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><li>What a nuffy. </li>
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</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><b>Sun 28 March</b></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">An easy (but trying to get out of the gym fast) 35 minutes at 7.5km/hr. </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">4.375km (I mean why? Just tell me 4.4km). </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">HR max 182bpm; average HR 162bpm.</div><ul style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><li> felt good and easy pace. Great max HR. </li>
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</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><b>Wednesday 31 March</b></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><b>Minutes Speed</b></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">0-5 7.5</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><b> </b>5-15 8</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">15-30 8.5</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Average speed 8.1km/hr. HR max 184bpm; average HR 167bpm. 4.04km</div><ul style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><li>Max HR good. </li>
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</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><b>Friday 2 April outside</b></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Determined to beat my last time, still confusedly thinking that it was 2km not 2 miles, I ran route 1 in 21.51mins, which is a staggering - staggering! - average of 9.2km/hr. Who'da'thunkit? Maybe having Buzz charging off in front of me was a spur in my side. </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">3.3km. Max HR 193bpm; average HR 176bpm </div><ul style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><li>ace average speed, even with the killer hill. Wouldn't believe I could do that on a tready!</li>
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</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><b>Sunday 4 April - outside</b></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Buzz and I took route 2 - Boulevard, Bourke Road North, MacArthur Road, Lower Heidelberg Road. It's about 3.5km and it's ALL uphill. Almost - a out 90% of it is on an incline. That said I was pretty pleased with our time of 25 minutes, which is an average speed of about 8.4km/hr. <b><br />
</b></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Max HR 192bpm; average HR 179bpm.</div><ul style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><li>hill work with a fast average speed. </li>
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</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><b>Monday 5 April</b></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Long slow run on the tready. 45 minutes at 7.5km/hr. 5.6km. Max HR 186bpm; average HR 168bpm.</div><ul style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><li>longest tready time ever. Evvvverrrr. Great max HR. </li>
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Sooo ... I run faster outside. The treadmills are calibrated too slow. Yessss!</span></div>Miss Thttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03604850110464039541noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-621450267469635750.post-64983825526536371902010-03-25T11:36:00.001+11:002010-03-25T11:38:17.923+11:00<div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">After Tuesday's little sprints I felt a bit wonky in the knees, and on Tuesday night I had some actual pain in the right one. </span><span style="font-size: small;">I frequently smugly congratulate myself on the excellence of my knees, sandwiched as they are between weak and wobbly ankles and splayed and swaying hips. </span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">But on I soldiered. There was no pain when I ran, and Monday's tendon soreness of the ankles had settled. I still had the point of soreness on th einside mid-point of my claf which has been around for a while, but nothing crippling. </span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">So here was my 30 minutes (hold on to your hats, fans and friends!)</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Minute Speed(km/hr) Incline</b></span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">0-10 7.7 0.5%</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">10-20 8 0</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">20-29 8.5 0</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">29-30 9 0</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">430 calories. Average speed 8km/hr. Average incline 0.1% (ha!). Average HR 159bpm. Max HR 192bpm. 3.99km - so 4km.</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><ul><li style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">Yes, it's the fastest average speed. </span></li>
<li style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">Yes, it's the highest lowest speed. </span></li>
<li style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">Yes, it's the furthest (I totally reject 3.99km. 30 minutes at an average speed of 8km/hr is 4 km. even that doesn't seem to work with the minutes I ran at each speed, so I say it's 4km). </span></li>
<li style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">Yes, the 20 minutes at 8-9km is the longest I've run above 8km/hr, having done 20 minutes at 8km/hr before but struggling a bit at the end. </span></li>
<li style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">Yes, it's highest number of calories I've burnt in 30 minutes. </span></li>
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<b> </b>Miss Thttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03604850110464039541noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-621450267469635750.post-62928772242411703262010-03-23T11:35:00.000+11:002010-03-23T11:35:25.681+11:00<div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">Two runs to discuss with you, slavering adoring fans!</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">Last night I did a 30 minute run to break the back of the fat laziness that kept me from exercising all weekend. </span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">Friday morning, I did a great session (770 calories) because I knew that a rich dinner and red wine was in my evening. Me and Buzz: "We can't wait to exercise tomorrow! We're addicted to it! We feel great!". </span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">Saturday, we intended to go but to be fair had a very heavy day including a long drive, a nap and a concert (the nap was in preparation for the the concert, ok? It wasn't just an scheduled nanna nap).</span><span style="font-size: small;"> I was also convinced by the argument that my calves and knees felt a little tender so a day off would be a responsible kinda thing. Me and Buzz: "We've had a busy day! We're a bit hungover so we'd have a much better session tomorrow, yeeeha!". </span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">So Sunday would be cool bananas. We decided to go in the arvo so that we could have a good breakfast out (it wasn't). I was so grumbly and eeeeerrrrrrrrunk after the disappointing breakfast (say the sound out loud. You'll recognise it) that I ended up sooking all afternoon. Me and Buzz: "Do you want a 3pm beer? Shall we get a bag of chips?".* </span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">* to our credit, the bag still isn't finished and won't be even tonight. In the past it wouldn't have lasted 20 minutes. </span></i></span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">So Monday morning. Two days off ain't so bad. At 4:10am the puppy was telling me that he had a tummy ache and needed to go outside to eat grass. The 6am wake up just did not happen. </span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
So by Monday night, I'd spent all day bitching at myself and feeling less and less sparky. My dad changed our Tuesday morning gym date to Wednesday, so I had even more reason to fear that Monday night wouldn't happen. I realised I just had to go to work out the irks and kick my own arse. </span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">I went for 30 minutes, despite having planned to do a 40 minute long run over the weekend, just to cut myself some Monday slack. I also hate the gym after work - it's so busy you can't barely get a tready and everyone is loud and bouncy. I much prefer mornings when everyone is a bit more chillaxed and cruisy (in a very 7am hardcore kinda way). </span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">What I did decide to push myself on though was incline.I f you've taken my absolute silence to date as an indication that I set the tready to 0%, you'd be right. But seeing some road runs and maybe even the Mothers' Day Classic in the next few months, I wanted to give it a shot. </span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">I decided to keep my pace steady at 7.5km/hr, knowing that I 've found the last two 20 minutes at 8 km/hr pace tough at the end. I only want to tackle one challenge at a time!</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">This is what I did:</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Minutes</b> <b>Incline</b></span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">0-10 1%</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">10-15 0%</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">15-20 1%</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">20-30 0%</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"> Max HR 182bpm, average 169bpm. Average speed was 7.5 cos that's all I had it on. Average incline turned out to be 0.4%. That sounds so sad and lame. </span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">Not much, I know. But I had no idea how I'd feel so I'm happy I kept it low-key. The first ten minutes felt great - I felt all springy and full of energy, like I was a machine just working properly. I didn't do a warmup first because of the tooth-and-nail fights for treadmills around 6pm, so I began from a cold start. I had a nice pace and a good tight feel to the run.</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">Although I didn't notice the incline when it was on, I did when I turned it down. And it did make it noticeably easier. </span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"> <span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">Afterwards I did a hard 15 minutes on the swingy elliptical, so I still had gas in the tank. </span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">This morning my legs were sore and heavy. My knees felt like they'd worked hard, something I've been noticing lately. My hip however was hip hip hooray. </span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">I did my fartlek (after a fashion) because I felt too leg-tired for a longer run. Here's what I did (my concession was a fast walk instead of a slow jog in the rest periods. Shut up):</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
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I was pretty pleased with myself until I hopped on the elliptical and could see an athletic type girl doing her sprints - which started at 14km/hr and went up to 18km/hr. I reminded myself that a) she was only sprinting for less than 30 seconds at a time, and b) I must have had 30 kilos on her so if I strapped that to her back she'd stagger, fall, break a kneecap and then I'd be the best. </span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div>Miss Thttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03604850110464039541noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-621450267469635750.post-70249722626238208732010-03-19T10:39:00.002+11:002010-03-19T10:40:25.983+11:00<div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">My run this morning was a bit of a mixed bag. I went to the gym yesterday and the balhest session of balh. Today I just wanted to run (actually, yesterday morning the only thing that made me get out of bed was thinking about a run. Maybe I just should have done that).</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Today's run had good points:</div><ul style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><li>It was 30 minutes of which the first 10 minutes was at 7.5km/hr and then the last 20 minutes at 8km/hr. </li>
<li>My lowest speed was 7.5km/hr, whereas on Tuesday it was 7.2km/hr in my warm up adn cool down. </li>
<li>So my average speed was 7.8km/hr, which is .1 faster than Tuesday's tempo run. </li>
<li>I ran 3.89km which is about 40 metres more than Tuesday. </li>
<li>My hip felt great, my calves had softened up, I got into the swing of things, and my Marathoners - which I re-laced - weren't doing the mega-pronation thing they were last time. </li>
<li>Also I burned 398 calories which is excellent in light if tonight's dinner plans which are all very cashewy and winey. </li>
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</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">And it had 'hmmm' points:</div><ul style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><li>the HRM says my max HR was 199. I don't believe that; I was working hard and as on Tuesday foudn the last five minutes at 8km/hr tough, but I didn't see my HRM go above 192.</li>
<li>I did find the last 5 minutes tough. I'd hoped it would have become a little easier. </li>
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After the 30 minutes I did 10 minutes on the x-rainer - the swingy one - and then another 10 minute run. I did 5 minutes at 8km/hr, 3 minutes at 8.5km/hr, 1 minute at 9km/hr, adn then 1 minute at 9.5km/hr. i totalled 1.37 km, with a max HR of 192 (hich also makes me questionthe 199 recoding above). The average HR doesn't count cos I was recording it when I was on the x-trainer. Average speed was 8.3km/hr.</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">I liked running faster; it was harder and I couldn't have kept up 9.5km/hr for long, but it was gutbusting like when I first started again. Baby steps!</div>Miss Thttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03604850110464039541noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-621450267469635750.post-67999192434028942142010-03-16T08:39:00.072+11:002010-03-19T10:42:15.662+11:00<div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">What I'm insisting on calling a tempo run this morning. Insisting!</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><i>EDIT: I must have done two sets of 5 minutes as warm up and cool down, not ten. I know I only ran 30 minutes and 3.85km in 40 minutes would be snail-like even for me!</i><br />
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<strike>10</strike> <i>5</i> minute warm up at 7.2 km/hr, followed by a tough but doable 20 minutes at 8 km/hr, followed by an alleged cooldown (during which my HR didn't drop below 182) for <strike>ten</strike> <i>ten </i>minutes. I ran 3.85km over the 30 minutes, averaging 7.7km/hr, which I'm really pleased with. Also good work with the HR - average 152, max 187, which I think is an improvement for 20 solid minutes at 8 km/hr.</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">I found the 20 minutes of the proper tempo run tough-ish. My right calf still creaked a bit, but thankfully numbed up when I was warm. Although I had a bit more zone-time and a few more endorphins than on Saturday's long run, it still wasn't at euphoric levels. I did do a bit of a minute countdown in the last five minutes of the 20 minutes at 8 km/hr, and was puffed, but I tried to judge my exertion level on moderately hard - able to say a few words but not hold a conversation. I think I got that down pat - anything more than "Screw you stop chatting you manky cow!" would have been impossible! Still, I got into the groove a bit and concentrated on trying to move with a smooth gait and I even tried to move more to a forefoot strike. </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">I've read <a href="http://borntorun.org/">Born to Run</a> - incredible. I'll give some thoughts soon-ish, but for the moment I'm lusting after some <a href="http://nikerunning.nike.com/nikeos/p/nikeplus/en_US/products/free5?blogSource=en_US">Nike 3.0s</a>. </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">On my long run I wore my <a href="http://store.nike.com/?country=US&lang_locale=en_US&l=shop,pdp,ctr-inline/cid-100701/pid-203414">Nike Marathoners</a>, which I bought last year for a lightweight running shoe after I felt that my faithful <a href="http://www.mizunoshoes.com/wacr10cosi1.html">Mizuno Creation 10s</a> were too heavy and clunky for the tready. For a long time I ran exclusively in the Marathoners (listen to me sound like I was clocking 100 ks a week!), and in fact even a couple of latest 'achievements' have been doing runs in the Mizunos - I counted this as an obstacle. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibgadSqVmQQud6kqp_bYuLgzkdmzu9zvx0QJ3XfsT34NcZr2H0Rk-5GF_coqC6XokeYxpxi1O0Y1Cs9FHo63sV-W_BVJXUdnl6U6zeC8cI17vuwSOKQdFN5BMpI0WmHTCEIIoNHUMkdAs/s1600-h/marathoners" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibgadSqVmQQud6kqp_bYuLgzkdmzu9zvx0QJ3XfsT34NcZr2H0Rk-5GF_coqC6XokeYxpxi1O0Y1Cs9FHo63sV-W_BVJXUdnl6U6zeC8cI17vuwSOKQdFN5BMpI0WmHTCEIIoNHUMkdAs/s320/marathoners" /></a></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">Cute litte Marathoners</span></i></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">But on Saturday, I really noticed that my low arches were rolling in a lot in the Marathoners, even being rolled in extra, and I wonder if this is part of the reason that my lower legs have felt sore, like they've been pounded, since then. Even my knees have felt compressed, and I often congratulate myself smugly on my excellent knees sitting in between my torn ankles and floppy hips. </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Today I ran in the Mizunos and tried to notice how they felt. And it was great! They really rolled my ankles out, to the point that I couldn't really even roll my feet in. </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfqEDiAJSDxXYRNNCB7QhqFTNgKCofhM8JzpLZDC3QVvB87S25MO7BzPF4FLJfz-kXV-cNy5YJeJb9fFm4ytOKgE22wA4SRFuUgieUFqfFVAtVYdM2E3xsWSMtxbFh8URxiWIv8aDNiNg/s1600-h/creation10w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfqEDiAJSDxXYRNNCB7QhqFTNgKCofhM8JzpLZDC3QVvB87S25MO7BzPF4FLJfz-kXV-cNy5YJeJb9fFm4ytOKgE22wA4SRFuUgieUFqfFVAtVYdM2E3xsWSMtxbFh8URxiWIv8aDNiNg/s320/creation10w.jpg" /></a></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;"> I love the heavy plastic plates on the Mizuno Wave Creations (apparently these shoes are great for Clydesdales and Athenas. Bugger).</span></i></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">So I'm left with this conundrum: my lightweight, low support Marathoners aren't feeling so flash, and my heavy, clunkariffic Mizunos are feeling corrective. But ... I want <a href="http://nikerunning.nike.com/nikeos/p/nikeplus/en_US/products/free5?blogSource=en_US">Nike Free 3.0s.</a> I believe that running more au naturale will help me strengthen my feet and prevent injuries. I want to get my feet working and stop being such a thumping heel striker. I have also been a pronator and very duck-footed my whole life, from high arches to low, but have never developed the typical pronation injuries of bad knees (they're wonky, but healthy!). I had thought for a while that perhaps my duck feet had made my glutes roll out and atrophy, perhaps causing some weakness and contraction, but James the Physio has suggested that it's more likely that my glutes have worked overtime to compensate.</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> So has pronation really messed me up? Not really. Should I strengthen my feet and work on my gait? Yes. Should I buy Frees? I love shopping. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKdFPcZbAiNU2LMGeXKhbny20dUi0eH7IcM_I0A52fzJkakqsFazdc56zrO1ueF485dNkhIgpVxC0zzjKJ9S4kkLuj65Pp05Pfm-RyEiHPg_hxN4MC5A73CEqy6t1O3NefKX1Ll4xfpJ4/s1600-h/nike_free_3_0-400-400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKdFPcZbAiNU2LMGeXKhbny20dUi0eH7IcM_I0A52fzJkakqsFazdc56zrO1ueF485dNkhIgpVxC0zzjKJ9S4kkLuj65Pp05Pfm-RyEiHPg_hxN4MC5A73CEqy6t1O3NefKX1Ll4xfpJ4/s320/nike_free_3_0-400-400.jpg" /></a><i><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"> </span></i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Yes I want them, yes I do. The closest you can get to barefoot running without tempting a squishy foot full of puppy poopy. </span></i></div>Miss Thttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03604850110464039541noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-621450267469635750.post-41239958433656023302010-03-14T21:32:00.002+11:002010-03-14T21:37:41.067+11:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I'm a huge fan of Friday exercise; it just sets you up for the weekend (and for Friday night drinks and pizza). So it was poopy that on Friday night this week I </span><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">packed my gym plans in on the back of a nagging tummy ache which had been with me since about 11am. I was even pleased that I felt worse in the evening, because it meant my brain wasn't psychosomatically finding excuses not to run. </span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">But come Saturday afternoon, there I was on the tready for my planned long run. I had had a big breakfast and waited a few hours, and even gone and brought a new sports bra and gym towel in the meantime. </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">I set the timer for forty minutes - my longest run to date (I did do a forty minute jog a few weeks ago, but my most fervent fans will remember that I had about a two minute break after thirty minutes, at which point I had intended to stop, before I hopped back on again to keep Buzz company on his cooldown). </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">So this was to be my longest uninterrupted run in perhaps almost a year. Given that I've been running 30 minutes strongly and picking up the pace, I had expected this run to be achievable with not too much cursing the day I was born. </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">It was tough. It was. I was full of food, and my right calf cramped up all the way. I felt like I was over-pronating like a flat-footed chimp. I didn't hit the sweet spot when the endorphins kick in. I couldn't tune out and lose minutes at a time. I went slow: 5 minutes at 7.2 km/hr, 15 minutes at 7.5 km/hr, 10 minutes at 8 km/hr, 5 minutes at 7.2 km/hr, then the 2 or 3 minutes at 7.5km/hr and the last 2 or 3 at 9 km/hr. It was slower and harder than I expected. </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
But I got through, and I'm really glad I did because had I quit at 30 minutes, then this would have become just a crappy 30 minute run after a series of much better ones. As it is, it is now my longest non-stop run, my furthest distance, and an example that I can slog through even without the running rush and the zone out time. </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">And just on distance. 4.99km. Yes, it's 1.01km further than I've ever run before. But for heaven's sake! Just 1 metre to hit the excellence of 5km! Blergh. </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">So my calf hurt and was crampy all day yesterday and bit today, and today I feel like my joints have taken a pounding (actually I had that feeling after Wednesday's run too). I still have a small pain in the inner edge of my right calf. Today I just had a quiet walk and could feel my knees grumbling. But I did it and I'm proud. </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEPPciPoFozY6AiaxmHdjYR5WRBCLHhNg2pbUNOmXeEU0I-7bGK5QuAQOervPg8esgRQnmxOTMYZE-CCnb-pzz8AZvTs-HiCCUOM3iImr42b4Bv-Q7Mzyx1Tf8GavVS0ISdDLec3h_SsU/s1600-h/Zatopek+Classic+zpC5IIwJ9dFl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEPPciPoFozY6AiaxmHdjYR5WRBCLHhNg2pbUNOmXeEU0I-7bGK5QuAQOervPg8esgRQnmxOTMYZE-CCnb-pzz8AZvTs-HiCCUOM3iImr42b4Bv-Q7Mzyx1Tf8GavVS0ISdDLec3h_SsU/s320/Zatopek+Classic+zpC5IIwJ9dFl.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">That's Eloise Wellings. She won the Zatopek 10km in 32:19:08. That's right; she ran twice as far as I did in just over 2/3 of the time. Shut up. </span></div>Miss Thttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03604850110464039541noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-621450267469635750.post-82075637756364047562010-03-10T21:15:00.000+11:002010-03-10T21:15:00.538+11:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">clapclapclapclapclapclapclap</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">That's me clapping for my excellent run this morning. Woke up tired, burpy (you get that?), with major galumphitis. And yet ...</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">30 mins, 3.98km, 373 calories, average HR 168 (88%), max HR 192 (101%).</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">On the off chance that someone amongst you doesn't follow the minutiae of my stats, that's the 0.02km further than I've ever run in 30 minutes (I found an old spreadsheet and checked). Not only was it a little further, I think it was a better run that when I ran 3.96. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Tah Dah! A comparison.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">28 Aug 09 10 March 10</span></b></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">Minute Speed km/hr </span><span style="font-size: small;">Minute Speed km/hr</span></b></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">1-10</span><b><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></b><span style="font-size: small;">8 1-?7.5 7.2 </span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">10-11 5.5 7.5-12 7.5</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">11-21 8 12-23 8</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">21-22 5.5 23-28 8.5</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">22-26.5 8 28-29 9</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">26.50-30 9 29-30 10</div><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Max HR: 197 (at 9km/hr) Max HR: 192 (at 10km/hr)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Distance: 3.96km Distance: 3.98km</span><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">So my achievements, for those who may have missed it, are:</div><ul><li style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">30 minutes running without stopping (had two walk breaks in the August session);</li>
<li style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Although I started slower, I increased speed throughout the whole session;</li>
<li style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">My max HR was 5 bmp lower even though I had no breaks;</li>
<li><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">In August I ran for a total of 3.5 minutes at a speed faster than 8km/hr. This morning it was twice that - 7 minutes; and</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I think my average speed was faster but I just googled the formula and it involves peeing on a wart by the crossroads at midnight by the full moon so I'm not going to do it. </span></li>
</ul><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">And yes I did celebrate with a vegan chocolate cupcake conveniently sold at Dymocks on Collins Street. </span><br />
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<div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Group baby fistpump!</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br />
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</span></span></b></div>Miss Thttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03604850110464039541noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-621450267469635750.post-91776571934293102542010-03-09T21:53:00.002+11:002010-03-09T21:54:50.163+11:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;">A couple to catch up on, and I will strain my brain to recall anything vaguely interesting. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;">I reshuffled Thursday's run because of a sniffle and a day of inexplicable nausea, but charged through Friday morning with a non-running gym session. I think I may have run a km to finish it off. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;">On Saturday Melbourne was subjected to hail and a supercell thunderstorm - which hit just as Buzz were driving to the gym. We pulled over to shelter, hoping the windscreen wasn't going to shatter into a kazillion sharp pieces. It didn't, and snaps to us - we continued on. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;">I had a great 30 minute run, with all the things I love: spacing out, sweat running down my back and drenching my neck. Sounds gross! Feels great! The best was realising that I'd run 3.66km at the end, when the most I've ever run in 30 minutes is about 3.96, so I'm catching up to where I was. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;">On Monday - a public holiday, thanks very much - I was feeling a little shaky in the hip so decided just to do a - and get this running talk - Mona Fartlek. Oh hey, that is so a real thing! Steve Moneghetti, beloved son of Ballarat, where my grandma is from - we are so practically almost kinda related. And really, I did a half Mona Fartlek, for the following reasons:</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"> </span></div><ol><li><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;">I want to live</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;">My fastest speed is not so much faster than my base pace that I can surge and then run steady</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;">I want to live</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;">30 minutes is my long/tempo run, let alone speed </span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;">I want to live</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;">I want to live</span></li>
</ol><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;">So, here's what I did:</span></div><ul style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><li>90 seconds at 9km/hr, 90 seconds at 7km/hr x2</li>
<li>60 seconds at 9.5km/hr, 90 seconds at 7km/hr x2</li>
<li>30 seconds at 10 km/hr, 30 seconds at 10km/hr x2</li>
<li>30 seconds at 10.5km/hr, 30 seconds at 11 km/hr x2</li>
</ul><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Why yes, EagleEyes, the last reps should have been 15 seconds each. But a treadmill takes 10 seconds to speed up and slow down, meaning that 15 seconds is raspberries. </span><br />
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<div style="text-align: justify;"></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I've read that some people (ie: fast people) have even broken their 5km PBs doing Mona Fartlek. I can believe it: I ran 2.33km in 15 mins, which would have been 4.66km in 30 minutes had I had the balls to keep it up - way higher than the 3.96km which is my slowly, slowly bestest. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I felt a bit hippy-sore afterwards, and even conked out on the couch for a few hours, which is very unusual. Tomorrow I think I'll do at least a 30 minute rund and aim for nothing slower than 7.2km/hr and 7.5km/hr as the average. Maybe 40 if I feel good, but James the physio has spoken strict words about how I pulled up last time I ran 40 minutes. I have an appointment with him tomorrow an am not game to turn up limping. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i> ... but some days this is probably more accurate.</i></span> </span>Miss Thttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03604850110464039541noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-621450267469635750.post-43841766150835134212010-03-02T20:54:00.000+11:002010-03-02T20:54:09.942+11:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"></span><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I stumbled up the blog <a href="http://www.nomeatathlete.com/">No Meat Athlete</a> today, and was really taken by its tagline: Runs on Plants. So I copied! Matt, I hope you take it as a sign of respeck' yo. And a short google revealed that the only other blog called Runs On Plants belongs to the also-vegan Lauren over <a href="http://www.runsonplants.blogspot.com/">here</a>, which is pretty darn good if you've ever googled "Run X Run" (as this blog also used to go by). Hello!</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I've also linked to a couple of other vegan and veg running blogs. It's not that I particularly want to discuss my veganism here - I do that over <a href="http://www.misstprincessvegan.blogspot.com/">here! </a>You can listen to me twice as much! - but I guess to those blogs are more relevant to me and it's a bit of a community thing too. There's also some blogs that I've just enjoyed lurking at. Hello to you too! </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">And to the run...</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Having done what I'm now terming 'my long run' on Sunday (wooha 40 minutes!) I went for my tempo (god I'm so up with the lingo) this morning. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I chose 20 minutes, mostly because most training programs assume that you actually have a slow and a medium and fast past pace to run at. When your slow pace is 7km/hr and your fast pace is 8km/hr, it's a little squishy so I'm trying to differentiate with time. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Over my last few runs my base pace has been 7.2 km/hr, or 7km/hr when I'm tiring. 8km/hr has been more than I could sustain for a couple of minutes, and 9km/hr fairly side-bursting. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">And so today, my lowest speed was 7.5km/hr. Nice work for a tempo! I ran 5 minutes at 7.5km/hr, then ten minutes at 8km/hr, two at 7.5km/hr, two at 8km/hr and then a minute at 9km/hr to round it off. I felt great in the ten minute 8km/hr section - like I was running! I maybe could have lasted for fifteen minutes at 8, but wasn't prepared to push too much. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">My hip raised its hand to remind me it was there, but it didn't chuck a tantie. I did ten minutes on the weird ski-like cross-trainer, and then ran out a final kilometre at 8km/hr (so 7:30/km) to round it off. It might sound slow - and it is. But it felt strong to me. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div>Miss Thttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03604850110464039541noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-621450267469635750.post-25759857819925662642010-03-01T21:30:00.000+11:002010-03-01T21:30:09.233+11:00Oh welcome back Rach! 01 March 2010<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Oh ten months! Such a time. But apologise I won't; give you dot points of the runnings and doings of Rach between the end of April 2009 and the beginning of March 2010 I will. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><ul style="text-align: justify;"><li><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I think I stopped running not long after my last post. The pain in my right hip escalated to being a constant 7/10 and it made me limp almost all of the time. I would subconsciously rub my hand over the sorest point, favour that side and feel it lying on my side in bed. My trainer, David, and another highly-trained PT at the gym gave me some stretches but not a cause. </span></span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I stopped running. It hurt. And then as I didn't run, it didn't hurt. </span></span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">In the rest of the life of Rach, I renovated my flat - including having to move back to my folks' house for 6 weeks and doubling the budget, moved Buzz into my place which became ours, and changed jobs. Exercise of any variety was not top of my to do list. </span></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I ran again in about September/October. I would run for abut 30 minutes., but I can't remember the run:walk ratios. My hip began to hurt - but on the left. Exactly the same pain in exactly the same place, but la sinistra.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I can't remember what the running was like then. I knew I got a little better, but as I did, the hip pain got worse. I began to suspect it was something to do with my gait. </span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Christmas. New Years. I ate, drank, and slobbed. No exercise for some time, lots of beer. Blub blub blubber. </span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">A couple of weeks ago I had a little trot. I thought that after my period of sloth that a 20 minute run with a minute of rest after each five minute period of running would be a good place to pick up again. </span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Two minutes running was freakin' tough. Five minutes was embarassingly hard. I was also back to 7km/hr, which was a big bruise on the ego. </span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I did a couple of these 5:1 runs. Then I did an 8:1 because I felt lke it. That was exciting. Then I did a 10:1. that was also exciting. I even managed to have a little trot outside one early morning in Perth, and despite my faithfulness to the tready, the bright sunny morning and the wide avenues made me feel strong and joyful. And in a lot of bloody pain. Buzz agreed I should see a physio because he was sick of my piss'n'moaning. </span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I did a 20:1, at 7/7.2km/hr. That was little-bit-of-wee exciting. I was so pumped and thrilled.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I did a 30:1 at 7 to 7/5km/hr, easily. Yesterday: 40:1, at an average of about 7.2. 8km/hr is still a leedle fast for me. It was a bit tough at the end, because I'd increased speed at the end of 30 minutes thinking to end there, but Buzz wanted to have a quick run to round off his gym session, so like the outstanding girlfriend I am, I joined him. </span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">And I have seen a physio, who was recommnended to me by a runner mate who is doing horrendously long 17 km runs. </span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">James, the physio, lost no time in diagnosing tendinopathy of the gluteus medius. This is essentially teeny tiny tears in the tendon of the glute med. James explained it to me as: the glute med is too weak to carry the load that I've been asking it too (must be pretty damn weak not to handle the meagre amount I stir myself to). The weakness of the muscle places undue pressure on the tendon. The tendon is made up of collagen, which is laid out like a series of logs. Each log is a different kind of collagen. When the body is trying to heal itself too fast because it is under pressure, it just lays out collagen willy nilly, which weakens the tendon further. To heal it, you have to both let the tendon heal in its own sweet time, and strenghten the muscle so it doesn't strain the tendon again. I now have a nifty set of five exercises to do daily, as well as strict instructions not too exercise beyond a point where the pain later that day or the next day is more than a 4/10. </span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">But here's the good news. I am increasing my time - by a lot - almost every time I run. From 5 to 8 to 20 to 30 to 40 is giving me an internal big up, even if I am as slow as slow can be. Endurance! </span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I am enjoying it. I crave the feeling of sweat on my back and the nape of my neck. I am reading running blogs and cruising message boards and trying not to buy too much new gear (except for really good bras. I bought two before Xmas and they are just so much friggin' better that the crappo Target ones I wore before which meant I also had to wear a crop top over the top to keep the girls in line. I bought <a href="http://www.rebelsport.com.au/ecom/rebel/product_detail.aspx?id=28819&cat=">these ones</a> and they are worth every cent. I also got two pairs of the best Adidas leggings ever which I adore and wish I had ten more of. I don't mind running in cotton tops as long as the seams aren't meanies, but I will never go back to cheap bras or cotton leggings).</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">So there we go. I quite like jogging around at the moment. My aims are to speed up a little - at least to 8/5.5 km/hr for now, and to be able to trot along for 60 minutes. Eventually I'd like to be able to enjoy running in the wild - or just on the streets - but at the moment I find it difficult and I like to tune out a bit on the tready. I'd like to be fit enough to join a couple of friends who do weekly runs from work to the Tan, do a lap and come back, which is about 7km in 40 minutes or so. That's about 10.5km/hr, which at the moment feels like an all out sprint to me. </span></li>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">So aren't you lucky to get to listen to me ramble on some more?</span><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">PS: here is a diagram of the glute med and its puny cousin the glute min. Fascinating!</span><br />
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