On the run again

For lack of a better photo for this post, here is a gratuitously cute photo of a baby pronghorn antelope running. (Photo taken July 2010.)

For lack of a better photo for this post, here is a gratuitously cute photo of a baby pronghorn antelope running – the only time I have ever seen a baby pronghorn. (Photo taken July 2010.)

The motivation came in a social media feed post. It was an article on getting back into running after a long hiatus. (I’d link to it, but I can’t find it.)

I’d stopped running in March when I overdid it and hurt my ankle getting back into running after a couple of months off. It’s time to get going again. I will need the fitness to conquer my biking goal this year (Cycle Greater Yellowstone).

The article suggested, among other things, taking it reeeeal sloooow with a run-walk start and ramping up the proportion of run to walk over time.

Yesterday, I did a little over 3 miles of run-walk. (Does that count on my yearly running total if I only ran part of it?)

I did not bring my phone because I did not want to get discouraged by the slow time I’d register on my running app.

I just ran. And then walked. And ran. And walked.

Today, my quads are surprisingly sore.

But the ankle is fine! (And knee! And hip!)

I just need to keep at it – pole-pole!

Copyright 2014 by Katie Bradshaw

I eat 5Ks, 10Ks, for breakfast

I’ve seen a lot of sunrises on my early morning runs lately. (The photos are never as vivid as the sky itself.)

sunrise 1

sunrise 2

A panoramic – too bad I didn’t catch it about 20 minutes later – the sky was on fire then.

sunrise 4

My favorite – sunrise with soccer goals. The sunrise on this day was fantastic. I felt like I was moving through color.

sunrise 3

Running continues to be difficult for me, so I am always seeking ways to motivate myself.

One way of motivating myself is thinking about how badass I am when I do things like run 5 or 8 miles before heading off to work. Especially when I can remember waaay back to the accomplishment of running my first 5K.

I eat 5Ks and 10Ks for breakfast!

Last Sunday, I was supposed to run 19 miles. Last weekend was also Harvest Festival at my museum, which meant I was on my feet from 7am to 5pm Saturday and had to be at work again at 10am on Sunday for six hours. (I worked last Saturday, too. Really looking forward to a whole weekend to myself someday.)

As I headed out for my second loop on the 19-mile route, I just wasn’t feeling it. I also realized I would be pushing it, timewise, and might be late getting to work. I decided to cut the run short and logged “just” 13.1 miles. (This coming weekend was scheduled to be 12 miles, so I figured I could just swap weeks. If I can. Supposed to be on my feet all day Saturday helping staff the Monument Marathon.)

I felt like a bit of a quitter, not striving for my goal miles that day.

But then a friend helped me realized that I RAN A HALF-MARATHON AND THEN WENT TO WORK!!!

That’s badass.

I can recall running a half marathon and being totally shot the rest of the day.

I’m definitely improving.

But there is still tension about whether I can really pull off this full marathon thing.

Everyone says, “you can do it!!”

But I know all too well how illness or injury can crash the party and mess up a race attempt.

All I can do is keep trying.

And listen to Bugman repeat “there is no try – only do.”

Copyright 2013 by Katie Bradshaw

Back on the bandwagon

I skipped a run.

I was too tired.

I skipped another run.

It was too hot outside.

I skipped my long weekend run.

I had to work. I was too tired. It was too windy out. And, besides – I was going for a long bike ride.

My anxiety about running grew.

I missed so many runs. Would I lose all the gains I’d made?

I did not want to run. Running is hard.

But last night after work, my dear Bugman said, “It’s a nice night for a run …”

We went for a run.

I was creaky and had small pains and ran slowly. My hip is annoyingly achy now.

But I ran!

Bonus: I got to experience the North Platte River at dusk.

NP riverThere are some people who run for the sheer joy of it.

I have some days like that.

But most days, it is a real struggle for me.

Running is hard.

I am so grateful that I have people to support and encourage me. I could not do this without them.

Copyright 2013 by Katie Bradshaw

Spring snow: the ultimate cross-training experience

Ah, Wyobraska weather … late Monday morning it was 61 degrees and clear skies. Twenty-four hours later, it was 13 degrees and the ground was covered in blowing and drifting snow. (No tandem cycling for a while!)

The warm weather we’ve had heated up the ground enough that even though the temps plummeted, the radiant heat melted the snow from underneath. This made for difficult shoveling during our little spring blizzard. The bottom layer of snow was always slush, no matter how many times I went out and re-shoveled.

According to the Internet, a shovelful of snow can weigh anywhere between 5  to 62 pounds. I think my slushy shovelsful were closer to the upper end of that range. With the distance I had to push and hoist all that snow (we have a longish driveway directly next to the house, so we have to push the snow most of the way down the driveway to the front yard), I probably burned about 1,000 calories.

I did not run today. I hoisted.

Photo courtesy of Bugman

Photo courtesy of Bugman

It was a great workout for my core muscles and arms, and there were a few leg muscles sore from my Monday run that I noticed I was using, too.

I need to do more activities like that.

I have a bad habit.

When I run, I do just that: run.

I don’t like going to the gym. I don’t like lifting weights.

But I need to.

Some people can just go out and run and be fine.

Not me.

I always manage to hurt myself.

Knee, ankle, hip, shin – I’ve injured them all.

If I’m going to make this marathon thing happen, I need to change my bad habit and start doing strengthening exercises regularly.

I consulted a personal trainer, and she confirmed. I’m seeing a chiropractor, and he confirmed. I NEED TO BE DOING STRENGTHENING EXERCISES.

But I have a really hard time getting myself to do the prescribed workout.


Maybe I should be soliciting funds for every squat and plank set and leg lift I do. A dime apiece, maybe?

“Ten stepups! Yes!! That’s another dollar for my museum project!”

I could see that being a motivator…

Copyright 2013 by Katie Bradshaw