5.04 miles 1:00:25 11:59 pace 7:15 am 81 degrees
The Hal Higdon Intermediate Marathon Training schedule suggests the long run take place on Sunday. I switched them out last week and this week due to weather last week and social plans this week. (I'm going to see "Priscilla, Queen of the Desert" tonight. Fun!) Higdon's Novice schedule gave me 4 running days a week, not 5. This is certainly a step up and I'm feeling it. I'm going to do my best not to put the long run on Saturday again. It was psychologically tough to get up and run this morning after yesterday's challenge.
I did it anyway.
I'm glad it's done. And now I'm going to go have some oatmeal, almond milk, and an orange.
Happy Sunday. I hope you enjoy yours as much as I'm planning on enjoying mine.
An evening at the theatre with 2 of my favorite guys and about a bazillion sequins. What more can a girl ask for?
©Michelle Scofield, September 29, 2013 All Rights Reserved
Sunday, September 29, 2013
Saturday, September 28, 2013
Spin Through The Neighborhood
9.03 miles 2:00:55 13:23 pace 7:15 am 81 degrees
I thought it might take me 2 hours. This is the longest run for me since completing the Houston marathon last January. Yesterday, I mapped out my route and it felt daunting. I went to bed about 10:30 and hoped to sleep at least until after 6:00.
My internal alarm is set for 5:30. It works well. I'm not foolish enough to think I can run in my new neighborhood in the dark. I no longer live in the suburbs. I tried to go back to sleep, but nothing doing. I read for a little bit, then got up and ate half a bagel and drank a glass of water. Finally, my loft brightened with day breaking.
I made my way through the Museum District from Binz to Montrose then on to West Gray up to Shepherd back to Bissonette and down Montrose on the Rice trail. I crossed Main to Hermann Park, came around the golf course and made my way home.
Here's the thing about going through Montrose and River Oaks on a Saturday morning: Those neighborhoods are full of the aromas of bistros and donut shops.
Not to worry. I had my GU packet. Almost as good.
I had the other half of the bagel, took a shower, and a 2 hour nap.
I'm glad this run is out of the way. I have a 5 miler on the schedule for tomorrow.
Next week is not looking so tough. Runwise or workwise. Yay, me!
©Michelle Scofield, September 28, 2013 All Rights Reserved
I thought it might take me 2 hours. This is the longest run for me since completing the Houston marathon last January. Yesterday, I mapped out my route and it felt daunting. I went to bed about 10:30 and hoped to sleep at least until after 6:00.
My internal alarm is set for 5:30. It works well. I'm not foolish enough to think I can run in my new neighborhood in the dark. I no longer live in the suburbs. I tried to go back to sleep, but nothing doing. I read for a little bit, then got up and ate half a bagel and drank a glass of water. Finally, my loft brightened with day breaking.
I made my way through the Museum District from Binz to Montrose then on to West Gray up to Shepherd back to Bissonette and down Montrose on the Rice trail. I crossed Main to Hermann Park, came around the golf course and made my way home.
Here's the thing about going through Montrose and River Oaks on a Saturday morning: Those neighborhoods are full of the aromas of bistros and donut shops.
Not to worry. I had my GU packet. Almost as good.
I had the other half of the bagel, took a shower, and a 2 hour nap.
I'm glad this run is out of the way. I have a 5 miler on the schedule for tomorrow.
Next week is not looking so tough. Runwise or workwise. Yay, me!
©Michelle Scofield, September 28, 2013 All Rights Reserved
Thursday, September 26, 2013
Future Thinking
3.02 miles 37:54 12:33 pace 5:15pm 94 degrees
Not wanting to dwell on current unpleasantness, I'm looking toward upcoming happiness.
I have a couple of art events to attend. I love that!
I've been scouring travel websites and daydreaming. Beach? City? Mountains?
Oh, the possibilities.
I'm also trying to decide on the next book to fall into after I finish "Under The Dome" by Stephen King. Reading is the perfect escape from reality for me. And it does a great job of sending me off to sleep.
And I have a marathon to run. In January. Woot!
Glass half full. Glass half full. I'm going to keep topping it off. To heck with those who try to spill it.
Happy Thursday.
©Michelle Scofield, September 26, 2013 All Rights Reserved
Not wanting to dwell on current unpleasantness, I'm looking toward upcoming happiness.
I have a couple of art events to attend. I love that!
I've been scouring travel websites and daydreaming. Beach? City? Mountains?
Oh, the possibilities.
I'm also trying to decide on the next book to fall into after I finish "Under The Dome" by Stephen King. Reading is the perfect escape from reality for me. And it does a great job of sending me off to sleep.
And I have a marathon to run. In January. Woot!
Glass half full. Glass half full. I'm going to keep topping it off. To heck with those who try to spill it.
Happy Thursday.
©Michelle Scofield, September 26, 2013 All Rights Reserved
Wednesday, September 25, 2013
Wednesday Hotties
5.01 miles 1:05:20 13:02 pace 5:45 pm 93 degrees
Mother. Freaking. Hot.
There should be a dedicated elevator in my building for those of us who are post-exercise. I feel a little embarrassed when I'm riding with one of my neighbors and I'm wearing eau de sweat. Today I rode up with two very handsome, very European, very nicely dressed gentlemen. All I could do was smile and try not to drip.
On the mileage front, I'm right on track. Although I wasn't going to sign up for any sanctioned races, I'm feeling less than 100% motivated so I have a bib for a 30K run on December 15th. That fits in with my training schedule and to get out there and run that many miles in one day (unsupported) is asking a lot of me. It was 60 bucks but I'm not exactly out there spending tons of cash wining and dining lately.
Speaking of food. I'm craving fruit. Meat - not so much. I need to up my protein intake and I'm going to have to work on that. I had a few (6?) almonds when I got in from tonight's run. I'm drinking Gatorade on ice. I have no idea what I'll have for dinner.
Must plan better. (Yes, I have plenty of greek yogurt, almond milk, hummus. I'm really not hungry.) Scrambled eggs may be the winner tonight. Lots of veggies in the fridge. I know I can't exist on fruits and veg. I have a feeling the heat is what is knocking my appetite out.
What I'd give for a cool front.
©Michelle Scofield, September 25, 2013 All Rights Reserved
Mother. Freaking. Hot.
There should be a dedicated elevator in my building for those of us who are post-exercise. I feel a little embarrassed when I'm riding with one of my neighbors and I'm wearing eau de sweat. Today I rode up with two very handsome, very European, very nicely dressed gentlemen. All I could do was smile and try not to drip.
On the mileage front, I'm right on track. Although I wasn't going to sign up for any sanctioned races, I'm feeling less than 100% motivated so I have a bib for a 30K run on December 15th. That fits in with my training schedule and to get out there and run that many miles in one day (unsupported) is asking a lot of me. It was 60 bucks but I'm not exactly out there spending tons of cash wining and dining lately.
Speaking of food. I'm craving fruit. Meat - not so much. I need to up my protein intake and I'm going to have to work on that. I had a few (6?) almonds when I got in from tonight's run. I'm drinking Gatorade on ice. I have no idea what I'll have for dinner.
Must plan better. (Yes, I have plenty of greek yogurt, almond milk, hummus. I'm really not hungry.) Scrambled eggs may be the winner tonight. Lots of veggies in the fridge. I know I can't exist on fruits and veg. I have a feeling the heat is what is knocking my appetite out.
What I'd give for a cool front.
©Michelle Scofield, September 25, 2013 All Rights Reserved
Tuesday, September 24, 2013
Tough Tuesday
5:30 pm 3.03 miles 37:26 12:26 pace 94 degrees
(Yesterday was cross-training. I worked abs with a yoga DVD here at home. No where near as much fun as taking a class but I'm feeling sore - in all the right places - today. It felt like a good workout and having taken so many yoga classes, I was able to follow the cues.)
Today's run was a bit of a letdown after the lovely weather this weekend. I felt like I was plodding along and had to fight myself to finish that 3rd mile and not call it quits after 2.
I've said it so many times. Anyone can do this. It's not physical. It's mental.
No day felt more so than today. And it was only 3 miles.
But I'm done and I'm sipping my gatorade.
Here's to you, my supporters. I appreciate your comments (and your private emails and texts). You're a big part of what keeps me going. Cheers!
©Michelle Scofield, September 24, 2013 All Rights Reserved
(Yesterday was cross-training. I worked abs with a yoga DVD here at home. No where near as much fun as taking a class but I'm feeling sore - in all the right places - today. It felt like a good workout and having taken so many yoga classes, I was able to follow the cues.)
Today's run was a bit of a letdown after the lovely weather this weekend. I felt like I was plodding along and had to fight myself to finish that 3rd mile and not call it quits after 2.
I've said it so many times. Anyone can do this. It's not physical. It's mental.
No day felt more so than today. And it was only 3 miles.
But I'm done and I'm sipping my gatorade.
Here's to you, my supporters. I appreciate your comments (and your private emails and texts). You're a big part of what keeps me going. Cheers!
©Michelle Scofield, September 24, 2013 All Rights Reserved
Sunday, September 22, 2013
Breathing Macy's
7:15 am 68 degrees 5:02 miles 1:02 12:21 pace
I've been waivering. Seeing the number of miles on the Hal Higdon Intermediate schedule versus the Novice II schedule was a shock. The difference is this additional 5 miles on the weekend. The weather report pushed me on over. I've been craving cooler weather.
I need to test myself - to push a little harder.
I was aware that there would be a building implosion downtown. The news said there wouldn't be a lot of dust. When I stepped onto Almeda, there was a moderate wind blowing from the north and I looked toward downtown. I saw a giant gray cloud rising in that area but it seemed to be fairly stationary. It didn't remain that way.
Today my route took me through the Hermann Park Golf course, past Miller Outdoor Theatre, around the Rice University Trail and back home - in one big circle. By the time I crossed Main Street, the air was filled with a fine grit and my eyes were burning. The dust cloud from what used to be Macy's had made it's way to the Med Center.
It's blown through now. This is just part of living in a big city and I'll happily take the bad along with the good.
I suppose I could have waited until a little later in the day to go for a run. But then I wouldn't have accomplished all this by noon:
laundry done
floors swept and mopped
turkey, veggie, and quinoa meatloaf baked and divided up for lunches next week
turkey spaghetti sauce simmering for dinner tonight
dishes washed and kitchen cleaned
blog entry about to be wrapped up
Happy Sunday.
(And Happy Birthday to my loving and awesome son. He's absolutely the best. Absolutely.)
©Michelle Scofield, September 22, 2013 All Rights Reserved
I've been waivering. Seeing the number of miles on the Hal Higdon Intermediate schedule versus the Novice II schedule was a shock. The difference is this additional 5 miles on the weekend. The weather report pushed me on over. I've been craving cooler weather.
I need to test myself - to push a little harder.
I was aware that there would be a building implosion downtown. The news said there wouldn't be a lot of dust. When I stepped onto Almeda, there was a moderate wind blowing from the north and I looked toward downtown. I saw a giant gray cloud rising in that area but it seemed to be fairly stationary. It didn't remain that way.
Today my route took me through the Hermann Park Golf course, past Miller Outdoor Theatre, around the Rice University Trail and back home - in one big circle. By the time I crossed Main Street, the air was filled with a fine grit and my eyes were burning. The dust cloud from what used to be Macy's had made it's way to the Med Center.
It's blown through now. This is just part of living in a big city and I'll happily take the bad along with the good.
I suppose I could have waited until a little later in the day to go for a run. But then I wouldn't have accomplished all this by noon:
laundry done
floors swept and mopped
turkey, veggie, and quinoa meatloaf baked and divided up for lunches next week
turkey spaghetti sauce simmering for dinner tonight
dishes washed and kitchen cleaned
blog entry about to be wrapped up
Happy Sunday.
(And Happy Birthday to my loving and awesome son. He's absolutely the best. Absolutely.)
©Michelle Scofield, September 22, 2013 All Rights Reserved
Saturday, September 21, 2013
Trucks
8.21 miles 1:46:00 9:10 am 72 degrees 12:55 pace
It rained (gently) the first 20 minutes of my run. I was prepared to face it and had decided to take most of it on pavement. My route today was: Almeda to Hermann, over to Binz/Bissonett, up to Ashby, across to the Rice trail. I ran around Rice, back to Bissonett, then over to Hermann Park, around the golf course, and home.
2 themes.
Puddles and Trucks.
I jumped over puddles. I ran around puddles. I did my best to avoid them. Some, I simply couldn't. Last night it rained like crazy in this neighborhood and it hasn't soaked in yet. The Rice path was a muddy mess.
I saw trucks I haven't noticed before. The one from Hotel Za Za that is a (what?) Hummer with longhorns on the front. I guess it's their limo. I think I'd take a cab. :)
I saw a double decker bus giving a tour of the museum district. It was a hop-on/hop-off number like they have by the thousands in London. I had no idea they were operating in Houston.
Some bubba had his pickup blocking the sidewalk in The Village. It was in front of one of those McMansions. Guess he hasn't gotten that far in his lessons about money buying class.
Rounding my last big curve at Hermann Park, I came upon a tree service truck spraying something from a massive tank onto standing water on the ground. I had a decision to make. The worker was gloved. I can't remember if he was masked. There was a little breeze. I was almost dead on my feet and if I turned around, I would add another mile to my run. I decided to sprint past him and hold my breath. A good way past him was an older couple with a little girl in a stroller. They were stopped and seemed to be discussing what to do. I stopped to talk to them. I told them I didn't know what he was spraying. They decided to turn around and go back the way they came. I'm really glad they did. Bone marrow is precious - as was their little girl. (Who knows if the stuff was hazardous to humans?)
Last truck. I arrived home and a food truck was parked in front of my place. The Waffle Truck. I stopped to talk to a couple of my neighbors who were sitting on the steps and enjoying lunch. It smelled wonderful. I happened to have my mini-credit card with me. (I carry it with me on long runs in case I need to stop and buy a bottle of water.) So...I had a waffle and chicken sandwich. Yummo!
I took a hot bath with epson salts. I took a nap.
And now, I'll see what else Saturday has to offer.
Happy Weekend!
©Michelle Scofield, September 21, 2013 All Rights Reserved
It rained (gently) the first 20 minutes of my run. I was prepared to face it and had decided to take most of it on pavement. My route today was: Almeda to Hermann, over to Binz/Bissonett, up to Ashby, across to the Rice trail. I ran around Rice, back to Bissonett, then over to Hermann Park, around the golf course, and home.
2 themes.
Puddles and Trucks.
I jumped over puddles. I ran around puddles. I did my best to avoid them. Some, I simply couldn't. Last night it rained like crazy in this neighborhood and it hasn't soaked in yet. The Rice path was a muddy mess.
I saw trucks I haven't noticed before. The one from Hotel Za Za that is a (what?) Hummer with longhorns on the front. I guess it's their limo. I think I'd take a cab. :)
I saw a double decker bus giving a tour of the museum district. It was a hop-on/hop-off number like they have by the thousands in London. I had no idea they were operating in Houston.
Some bubba had his pickup blocking the sidewalk in The Village. It was in front of one of those McMansions. Guess he hasn't gotten that far in his lessons about money buying class.
Rounding my last big curve at Hermann Park, I came upon a tree service truck spraying something from a massive tank onto standing water on the ground. I had a decision to make. The worker was gloved. I can't remember if he was masked. There was a little breeze. I was almost dead on my feet and if I turned around, I would add another mile to my run. I decided to sprint past him and hold my breath. A good way past him was an older couple with a little girl in a stroller. They were stopped and seemed to be discussing what to do. I stopped to talk to them. I told them I didn't know what he was spraying. They decided to turn around and go back the way they came. I'm really glad they did. Bone marrow is precious - as was their little girl. (Who knows if the stuff was hazardous to humans?)
Last truck. I arrived home and a food truck was parked in front of my place. The Waffle Truck. I stopped to talk to a couple of my neighbors who were sitting on the steps and enjoying lunch. It smelled wonderful. I happened to have my mini-credit card with me. (I carry it with me on long runs in case I need to stop and buy a bottle of water.) So...I had a waffle and chicken sandwich. Yummo!
I took a hot bath with epson salts. I took a nap.
And now, I'll see what else Saturday has to offer.
Happy Weekend!
©Michelle Scofield, September 21, 2013 All Rights Reserved
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