So a couple of months ago I did something brave smart ambitious stupid: I signed up for the Disney Princess Half Marathon. That’s 13.1 miles. I was drawn in by the promise of entertainment along the route, clean bathroom stops, and a nice shiny medal at the end. Plus, I’d have to go to Disney World for the weekend, and I’ll take almost any excuse to go to Florida in February.
And almost like clockwork, later that day I came down with a bad cold. It was my body’s way of saying “You are a couch potato. You will always be a couch potato. You hate jogging. You can buy your own medal and not break a sweat.” But I jogged that week, through my cold. And for a few weeks after that. Then I let it drop off a bit, and instead of three or four times a week, I slipped to once or twice. Then I took last week off altogether.
Yesterday morning, the morning of the NYC marathon, I noticed something on my calendar: my half marathon was exactly sixteen weeks away. That’s really soon.
Last spring I ran in a four mile Mothers’ Day race in Central Park to raise money for the RBaby Foundation. I didn’t exactly kill myself training for it, and while I didn’t break any speed records (I think I averaged a tortoise-like 13.5 minutes per mile), I finished the four miles without dying, and it felt good. The thing is, I think I probably could have finished four miles with no training at all. It would have been even uglier, but I could’ve done it. And I think that’s why I want to do the half marathon: The Fear. I can’t finish 13.1 miles on a whim. I have to train for it. Or else risk public humiliation at Disney World when they remove me from the route and I don’t get my shiny medal.
I have to maintain an average pace of 16 minutes per mile to stay in the race. My goal is to average 13 minutes per mile. That might sound pathetically slow to some of you (especially after Kenyan Edna Kiplagat was the first woman across the finish line yesterday with an average pace of about 5.7 minutes per mile), but I’m just not a runner, and a 13 minute pace will be really challenging for me.
I’m using the MiCoach trainer from Adidas to track my progress. It’s great for my neighborhood because there aren’t any long stretches without streets to cross, and with the MiCoach I don’t have to worry about planning a route and waiting for stop lights. I just run where I want to and it keeps track of how far I’ve gone, my pace, even my heart rate. It also tells me if I’m not going fast enough. And honestly, I do better when a computer or gadget tells me what to do.
I’m supposed to do a total of 76 workouts before the big race. Today was an “easy” day – ha! I was sick all weekend and am still not feeling all that well, so it didn’t seem easy at all. It was just a five minute warm-up (blue zone), a ten minute jog (green zone), and a five-minute cool down (blue zone). That’s about one-ninth of the half marathon. And according to MiCoach I met 90% of the pace goals for today’s workout, with an average pace of 13:48 minutes per mile. Hey, I’m sick! And it was really windy! And…OK, that’s kind-of sad. But at least I did it, and tomorrow will be better.
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