Good Morning Friends!!
I try to keep you apprised of my ever changing playlist (and it does change - sometimes).
Here is my new running playlist - please note that it is NOT kid friendly.
1. Thunderstruck - AC/DC
2. Pompeii - Bastille
3. Who's That Chick - David Guetta
4. The Monster - Eminem
5. You Can Do It - Ice Cube
6. On To The Next One - Jay Z
7. OPP - Naughty by Nature
8. Happy - Pharrell Williams
9. L.O.V.E - VV Brown
10. Country Girl - Luke Bryan
11. Timber - Pitbull
12. Counting Stars - OneRepublic
I hope you enjoy these new jams as much as I have (although, they are not new - but may be new to your playlist).
Do you have a favorite running song that isn't listed on one of my running lists? Please feel free to share it in the comments. Suggestions are ALWAYS welcome.
Wednesday, January 15, 2014
Sunday, January 12, 2014
Yes, These Things *REALLY* Happen
15 minutes easy, 10x100, 10 x 400 (8:00 pace) with 400 recovery, 5 minutes easy, 2 x 5 laps (8:15 pace) with 2 lap recovery, 10x100
...because who doesn't want to run 12 miles on a Wednesday afternoon in the rain?? I must admit that this was the first training session where I thought, "yup, training has officially began." (Newport Marathon - May 31st)
Chrissy and I made our way to the track, fluid in hand, iPod fully loaded, guts full of anxiety, and heads full of doubt (well, mine - I am not sure about Chrissy). I should really know better, by now, than to doubt any workout that Coach gives me. He has never, and I mean never, given me something that I couldn't do - he has also predicted my marathon times within *minutes* of finishing. He is basically the smartest, ever.
We set out on our adventure. It was tough: mentally and physically. The rain began to pour, and yet we pushed on. At one point I stopped for a break and had a dance party for one. You know, to shake some things loose. Totally worked - FYI
We finished the majority of our work out, and just had the last 10x100 to go. We were exhausted, spent, sore, wet, cold and maybe a tad bit grumpy. We decided that we would leave the track and finish our 100s as we ran back to our office. With about five to go, we ran across a kid/cheerleader/angel who was holding a very poignant sign:
I couldn't make this kind of stuff up if I tried!! We hooted and woot wooted and high fived, and hollered "you have no idea how true that is" - that little sign (and really we have no idea what it was for, or why it was there) made our day. It plastered HUGE smiles on our faces, lifted our spirits, and refueled our tank just enough to allow us to finish very very strong. It's probably the reason I look back on this run fondly.
So, if you ever wonder if your cheers, or signs, or cow bells, or words of encouragement, or high fives, or woot woots, or you can do its *actually* make a difference. I am here to tell you they 100% do.
Thank you, sign angel, where ever you may be.
...because who doesn't want to run 12 miles on a Wednesday afternoon in the rain?? I must admit that this was the first training session where I thought, "yup, training has officially began." (Newport Marathon - May 31st)
Chrissy and I made our way to the track, fluid in hand, iPod fully loaded, guts full of anxiety, and heads full of doubt (well, mine - I am not sure about Chrissy). I should really know better, by now, than to doubt any workout that Coach gives me. He has never, and I mean never, given me something that I couldn't do - he has also predicted my marathon times within *minutes* of finishing. He is basically the smartest, ever.
We set out on our adventure. It was tough: mentally and physically. The rain began to pour, and yet we pushed on. At one point I stopped for a break and had a dance party for one. You know, to shake some things loose. Totally worked - FYI
We finished the majority of our work out, and just had the last 10x100 to go. We were exhausted, spent, sore, wet, cold and maybe a tad bit grumpy. We decided that we would leave the track and finish our 100s as we ran back to our office. With about five to go, we ran across a kid/cheerleader/angel who was holding a very poignant sign:
I couldn't make this kind of stuff up if I tried!! We hooted and woot wooted and high fived, and hollered "you have no idea how true that is" - that little sign (and really we have no idea what it was for, or why it was there) made our day. It plastered HUGE smiles on our faces, lifted our spirits, and refueled our tank just enough to allow us to finish very very strong. It's probably the reason I look back on this run fondly.
So, if you ever wonder if your cheers, or signs, or cow bells, or words of encouragement, or high fives, or woot woots, or you can do its *actually* make a difference. I am here to tell you they 100% do.
Thank you, sign angel, where ever you may be.
Sunday, January 5, 2014
01/05/14 - Long Interval Run Day Musings.
15 easy/10 x 1 minute at 1/2 marathon pace, 1 minute easy/5 easy/10 x 1 minute at 10K pace, 1 minute easy/10 minutes easy
Turns out, after the holidays, LeBron and I have a little more in common. No, I didn't grow a weird beard, or an extra foot and then some, or was contacted by Nike to make a shoe (this should all be strangely shocking to you all - except for the beard part).
LeBron and I are both Capricorns (read - ambitious, humorous, tolerant, tireless, success and goal driven, confident, and hardworking) - obviously one of us has more "natural talent" than the other - and please don't think that I am comparing myself to King James *I'm not* - BUT NOW - I also own PowerBeats by Dre (see, that is where this was going). I feel pretty badass when I wear them, (although I do have to be a little more cautious as I can't hear cars any more) and would recommend them to any and all runners/walkers/athletes/people who love music, need ear wraps and hate ear buds.
That said, today I found my running POWER song of 2014. The song that makes you run faster just because, that makes you run dance against your better judgment, the song that temporarily lets you forget your legs are screaming, the song that I am confident could be on endless repeat for all 26.2 miles... So, Kelly, Michelle, and Beyoncé - thank you.
... enjoy the jam.
Turns out, after the holidays, LeBron and I have a little more in common. No, I didn't grow a weird beard, or an extra foot and then some, or was contacted by Nike to make a shoe (this should all be strangely shocking to you all - except for the beard part).
LeBron and I are both Capricorns (read - ambitious, humorous, tolerant, tireless, success and goal driven, confident, and hardworking) - obviously one of us has more "natural talent" than the other - and please don't think that I am comparing myself to King James *I'm not* - BUT NOW - I also own PowerBeats by Dre (see, that is where this was going). I feel pretty badass when I wear them, (although I do have to be a little more cautious as I can't hear cars any more) and would recommend them to any and all runners/walkers/athletes/people who love music, need ear wraps and hate ear buds.
That said, today I found my running POWER song of 2014. The song that makes you run faster just because, that makes you run dance against your better judgment, the song that temporarily lets you forget your legs are screaming, the song that I am confident could be on endless repeat for all 26.2 miles... So, Kelly, Michelle, and Beyoncé - thank you.
... enjoy the jam.
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