I did 5.4 miles by accident! Bummer. I got lost. Not really lost, but I forgot the route I mapped using www.mapmyrun.com. So, I improvised and ended up doing an extra mile. There was good news and bad news in my run today. The good news: I got a “runner’s high” when I was almost finished and again when I finished. The best way to describe it is a feeling of pleasurable goosebumps. I didn’t get extra energy, just a good feeling. The bad news was that my chubby thighs were rubbing together and I got a runner’s burn! Yousa! When I was doing my cool down walk the sweat was just dripping and it burned where the sun don’t shine…running is hell.
The Love-Hate Relationship-Kirsten July 10, 2008
It is week 1 of training. If I look ahead any further I become overwhelmed which then causes uncontrollable laughter when I truly think about the end goal. So I repeat in my head over and over again, one day at a time. Today was a 3 mile run. I was actually excited to get home, grab the dog, and run. After my 4 mile experience yesterday where I felt that runner’s “high” for the first time. (For me is was equivalent to about 15 seconds of bursting energy) I thought 3 miles might feel easy. Well maybe it was the heat, maybe the fact that I was exhausted, but whatever the factors were, it was a challenging run. It discouraged me at first, but I have to remember one day at a time…and I like being one day ahead of Silvia. It means I get the suffering over with before her!
July 10, 2008 Kirsten and Silvia July 10, 2008
July 10, 2008
Do you love food? Would you run a marathon just to eat a cheeseburger? Well, we would. And we are. That’s why we run. To eat. To drink. It makes us merry. This blog will document the trials and tribulations of two teachers training for their first marathon.
We taught summer school together and discovered a mutual passion for food and distaste for running. We put our love-hate relationship to good use and decided to run in our first marathon, the PF Chang’s rock and Roll Marathon in Phoenix, AZ, January 2009. Let the countdown begin.
Welcome to hell. Hell is the commitment we made to running in order to prepare ourselves for a marathon. We concocted this idea of running a marathon in a freak moment of insanity. One afternoon, while snacking after a day of teaching summer school, we lamented over the fact that we can’t eat what we want without seeing it on our thighs. We both run. Sort of. (If you call an occasional 3 miles at about a 10-11 minute pace, running – and we bring our dogs with us because they have to stop to poop and that means we get a break). We run, not because we love running but because we love eating. Running is a necessary evil.
So we came up with a brilliant idea…let’s train for a marathon so we can eat what we want! Brilliant. We read that you get to eat 2000 calories plus 100 for every mile you run. Per DAY! So that’s what we will do. Eat and run. Run and eat. This blog will document the journey of two ordinary teachers in pursuit of the ultimate goal of eating a cheeseburger and fries at the finish line.
Silvia is 41 and teaches middle school in Cleveland, OH. She is 5′6″ and weighs 160 pounds. She is married to Richard and they have a border collie named Barclay. Silvia has an eighteen year old son, Alex, who will be a Sun Devil in the fall and will be cheering her on on Phoenix. Kirsten, 24, teaches Kindergarten in Lexington, KY. She is 5′8″ and weighs 147 pounds. Her significant other is Nick. She has two dogs, Bauer and Daisy.
