KillerUp and Friends

 My favorite time of the week is when we head out on the trails.  Friends.  Mountains. The great outdoors.  I love the hard of the hills.  I mean, some of this is up.  Not everyone can do it and it takes an effort to get there.  I love the beauty of whatever the trail may bring.

Rancho Canada del Oro

Nicky and I, fog covering the city below.

Taking pictures….

Race Predictor?

 Well, it’s May 1st.  So new beginnings.  KillerUp is done for the year.  I have a couple of races coming.  Again, I find myself searching for consistency and the feeling that I’m strong.  Something I’ve yet to feel in a very long time.  

Garmin has this…

I’m not thinking this is quite true.  At the 5k specifically, it’s a nope…I’m not that fast.  Time to work.

*Edit*** Strava and what I can do.  

KillerUps

Another goal for the year.
Get out of my comfort zone.

I’ve been running with a group called the KillerUps.  Way out of my comfort zone.  I am by far the slowest in the group.  Each Friday night, I stress about whether or not I should run with the group in the morning.  When I do, I never regret it.  Last year, I ran twice with them.  This year, several more...Picchetti, Kennedy, Angel Island, Castle Rock, Table Mountain, and finally Alma Bridge (not with the Killer Up Group).

Wow. I forgot this existed

Well, let’s get this party started!  I always forget this place exists, find it, write and head off into life again, only to rediscover.  Funny how my goals never really change...

So...I have been keeping up the fight, although miles seem harder and slower.  And I haven’t quite figured out this age and weight gain thing.

But, I am not giving in, and will keep that post below.  It hasn’t really changed.  Now, that is all.

Thoughts...
135lbs
26:00 5k
4:30:00 Mar
40 miles per week
Pilates/core 4x per week
                                                  That is all.

Resetting goals

Every once in awhile, God has this way of telling me to reset.

I knew in my heart that CIM was just not going to happen...But I persisted.  When CIM seemed out of reach, I set my eyes on Redding.  I'd run that marathon for my father.  Considering that my dad is a quadriplegic, it seemed noble.  Afterall, he loves the idea that I have M.S. and run marathons.  All the while, I  knew Redding wouldnt happen either.  I needed a different goal.  One that would push me to a new running level.

Then WHAM!  I get sick.  Really sick.

OK, I wasn't dying.  I just came down with a bad cold that wouldn't die.  Coughing, sneezing, muck.  I don't usually keep a cold long.  I tend to throw off the sniffles in a day or two, usually giving it to Kelly.  Not this time.  Two weeks.  No running.

I really have no interest to run another mediocre marathon.  I may never be fast, but I know I can get better at 26.2 miles.

So,  now I think I'll reset.  Step back, build miles, work on some speed,...and lose a little weight.  Yeah, for the first time in my life, I think I really need to lose some weight.  I hate menopause.

Today, I ran 8 miles.  Two weeks off has taken its toll.  It wasn't horrible, but it wasn't easy, either.  I was weak.  Tomorrow will be easier.

I signed up for the San Francisco RocknRoll 1/2 marathon.  It isn't until April, and it's a half.  I have a shot at building mileage in a reasonable way.  There's also time to do some speed workouts...Now, that would be novel.

God has a way of resetting us.

Back again....

Well, I found this again.  For as little time as I really have, I seem to need this spot for writing my thoughts.  I don't know.

Since I have virtually no time today, I will just give a quick update...

I'm still running...kinda the same, but running, and I am grateful for that.
I am in the middle of a new training cycle, and plan to run the Redding Marathon this next January...Hopefully with a 4:xx time.  More on this later.

My husband and I did a Rim2Rim this last June-from south to north with a stay at Phantom Ranch.

Sorry, just really had to share.

So, I really don't have much time right now.  I hear a huge stack of papers calling my name, as well as my report cards...More to come.  Promise.
T.