It's Monday night - and I am sitting here with my legs wrapped in ice.
There are so many things wrong with that statement I don't even know where to begin! A normal person does not leave the house to have someone push them into running up ramps in a parking garage - and yet - there are a dozen of us that seem to want just that!
I was still reeling from my escapades this weekend - too many cervezas - not enough rest. I had spent the weekend catching up with high school friends that I hadn't seen in damn near 15 years - so there were quite a few stories being tossed around and beers being tossed back.
I really could not get excited about this Monday's hills training - EXCEPT - two awesome things happened, which wound up helping pump me up. First, this was going to be my first time using my Garmin 305 so that I could monitor my heart rate during training - technology truly does geek me out.
Second - I spent about 20 minutes trying on different tops trying to find one I wanted to wear (this is like a fish looking for water - I have a TON of clothes). But for some reason, nothing set right. I pulled on a blue top that coordinated with my headband (hey - I'm a girl) and realized I was late - ran downstairs, and found a bag of new wicking, running shirts delivered! YAY!
So now I am zooming down FM 3005 trying to change tops, while eating a granola bar, singing to some Missy Eliot. But that new purple shirt made me feel happy - it said "If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have anyone to pass." I think that damn near sums up my running.
But there we all were at 1800, standing around the UTMB track - stretching, chatting, preparing for hell. Coaches Leno and Dale jogged us over to the parking garage - a 0.9 mile distance - and I couldn't have been more surprised than it monkeys flew out of the Prius keeping time next to me - I could see the Go Fasters the ENTIRE time. In fact, I think I showed up just a little bit into the first stretch instead of the last one. But I think they are messing with me - I have a feeling they are all just running slower to make me feel better.
And then the torture - now - I like my coaches - they seem like nice guys - but anyone who can tell you that you have to charge up parking garage ramps for a full four minutes - WHILE SMILING - ought to be smacked with a running shoe. But off we went.
I'm not gonna lie - I felt like I was only gonna barely make it up the first time, and there were two more sets to go. The wind was insane. You would think in a parking garage you would be sheltered, but no. Right as you were straining at the top of a ramp, whammo - wind. Seriously I think there were times I was stationary between the slant on the ramp and the wind.
The second set of ramps hurt - I reached the top and walked and there was Leno telling me to keep going. It got me moving again. Damnit.
The third set was the hardest and the longest - but I had a goal in my head. Like all good parking garages once you reach the top, there is a parking area. In all the the ramp sets we have done I have reached the top, only to walk/jog a couple hundred feet before it was time to go back down. My goal on this one was to make the full loop up top. And I swear - freakin Rocky theme! I made it all the way around - now don't jump out of your cars yet in glee. I did it at a crawl - but I did it. Next time I might be able to jog it.
And the hits just keep coming - normally on the jog back to the track or store at the end of the workouts - I walk and shuffle back. Today I jogged the entire distance - well, clodhopped - but I did it.
And then I came home to download data from my new gadget! YAY!
Here is a map of the workout today - a total of 3.26 miles. Very cool!
This one has all of the cool data! Distance, time, heart rate zones, % max heart rate (and I was actually where I should be for hill training), even elevation (fat lot of good that does in Galveston).
And yea - even though I felt pretty ok today - I was, am, and always will be (hopefully not) 14:00/mile girl!
But by far the coolest are these charts - You can actually see the hills intervals.
Sadly, I actually can't wait until Wednesday to wear a new fancy shirt, strap on the heart rate monitor, and run some sumbeetches. Plus Wednesday is crazy sock day - I SO have this in the bag. I have a collection of skate socks from my derby days. Go team go - rah!