2017 · brenna gimler · Cold Running · Discipline · Hard Running · Hills · Pace · Rain Running

Can You Dwell On Things You’ll Never Know?

So my question right now is “can you reasonably guestimate what would have happened if you made different choices?” That’s my thought process today. Today my legs feel like I would expect them to the day after a half marathon. Tired but not painfully achy and a slight bit of discomfort in my hips but nothing to cry about. The question I ponder is whether or not I should be thanking my new CW-X pants for feeling good today or not. I bought them so I would have extra support for the race. Support I had, the compression is great but the expectation I had for after the race was sorely short met. I expected my legs to feel great and to not have pain in my hips or knees or surprisingly the backs of my legs. That particular problem tells me I need new shoes so I will make that purchase soon. The question is however, did my new tights do their job or not? Would my legs feel worse today if I hadn’t worn them? Maybe. But I’ll never know for sure so why think about it?  Was the hilly course the culprit to my ridiculously sore lower extremities? Perhaps but perhaps not. I will never know the answer to this question because it can’t be answered. I cannot relive moments to determine different outcomes.  I suppose I could buy new shoes and run a long run with hills and see how I feel to test that theory. My watch didn’t save my time from the race so I won’t know my own pace.  It isn’t really different from the official time but I like to see the time on my watch because it tells me how much actual running time I had without stops or potty breaks.  This race, I may have run too fast but I don’t think so. I was texting my sons at every mile and it was averaging 10 minute miles. That’s not too fast and I don’t think it’s too fast with hills. Again, I will never know the answer to that. According to my official time of 2:21:15 I had a 10:47 average pace time. Overall that’s discouraging to me, but I did walk several times and I stopped to pee once. So no, I am not happy that I was putting up nearly an 11 minute mile throughout the race but it’s not shocking to me either because I wasn’t trying to run fast. I was trying to finish and at the end of the day who cares anyway except for me. Nobody that’s who. I’ll never know what could have been different, all I can do is change different things and see what the differences are. I won’t bad mouth my new pants because it’s possible that they actually did their job. I’ll use them again because the compression was very good. I won’t dwell on things, just change what I know needs to be changed and move on to the next thing. That’s life!  I think that the think I liked least was that I felt unprepared for a race that in all actuality I was very ready for.  I felt tired and old and wondering what the hell I thought I was doing signing up for that race anyway.  The audacity of my having signed up for another race at certain points in the race seemed rather audacious to me.  Pretty bold to do is what I thought as I was increasingly disappointed in myself for feeling so unprepared as I did for 13.1 miles.  I don’t feel that way anymore but yesterday I did.  I felt like everything wasn’t aligned properly, causing me to stumble through the race.  Although I finished it felt like a messy finish that needed cleaning up.  Again, a disappointment that was only temporary to the situation.  Today of course I’m looking at races for 2018 so how badly could I feel anyway right?  All we can do is move on and that’s exactly what I’ll be doing!

HAPPY RUNNING!

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2017 · Attitude · being prepared · brenna gimler · Cold Running · Discipline · Equipment Failure · goals · Hills · Rain Running · Random Thoughts · Running Environment · Running experience

Dissapointments Are Only Temporary

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So my last Half Marathon is now done.  It was a very hilly race in cooler weather that bordered on raw by the end of the race.  I was happy that the nasty rain held out pretty much until I was finished.  Deep down inside I was a little disappointed that I had to walk a few times.  Well, it was more like wanted to walk most of those times except for a few times getting up another hill.  I hate it when I walk because it makes me feel so damn defeated but as I tell everyone I know, no one…I mean NO ONE in the world cares if you walk.  There were lots of walkers yesterday and walkers in places where I didn’t really understand why they were walking at that very spot.  I always feel a little like I don’t deserve the finishers medal when I walk.  I know I still finished 13.1 miles but I didn’t run the entire thing and I certainly didn’t treat it like a race and push myself anywhere except to the finish line.  I was disappointed but disappointments are only temporary.  My wonderful son was waiting in the stinging cold rain for me with a giant bear hug at the finish line.  That was my actual reward for running yesterday’s race.  I always look for my kids if they come to the race because it’s like a huge surge of adrenaline that kicks in when I round the corner.  I can’t wait to get to them and hug them.  All I think about the last 2 miles is the kid who came to my race.  So far that has only been James and it’s kind of nice to have him volunteer to come with me and sit around for 2+ hours while I run.  My hips and knees and legs were not in the greatest shape when I finished.  My right knee especially must have had some serious internal swelling because it was killing me.  The backs of my legs ached especially on the long drive home 7 hours later from spending the post race day with my son John at URI.  Driving was more and more awful as the hour home went on.  I couldn’t wait to put my feet up for the night.  I am disappointed that the new @cwx_usa tights that I bought specifically for leg, joint and muscle support didn’t work.  It could have been the hills and I suppose that today had I not worn them I could feel a whole lot worse, but yesterday I was disappointed in the $75 investment that didn’t make a difference when I needed it to.  Live and learn I suppose.  Maybe I need to do a long flat run to see how I feel but I feel like I shouldn’t have felt so bad after this race because I had my @cwx_usa tights.  Maybe I’m just old.  Today I’m over it because disappointments are temporary as long as you use them to improve yourself and your situation.  Overall yesterday was a success in that I finished and I’m proud of myself for finishing.  I certainly am happy that I only have one more race to go next Sunday but I’m nervous because the hill I’m about to face is 10x any hill I took on yesterday and it’s 4 miles long straight up in the predicted cold weather.  Only time will tell how it will go and only a good attitude will see me through.  I’ve got at least one of those under control, the rest I’ll take as it comes.  Bring on VT and the best race that I can do.  

 

 

HAPPY RUNNING!

 

 

 

2017 · Attitude · brenna gimler · Discipline · Rain Running · Running Environment · Running Friends · summer running

Sharing My Love For Rain Running

On Saturday I did my long run.  It was 8 miles for some undetermined reason that popped in my head.  I have a 7 mile race in two weeks so if I was truly “in training” mode I would have just run 5 but I wanted to keep my miles up for long runs above 7.  Maybe it’s random or maybe I’m stepping into a better, more experienced runner.  I’m going with the first answer because well, you’re always hardest on yourself.  So I invited my wingman to ride while I ran and he agreed.  I like it when he goes because he talks to me, encourages me, holds my water and keys and food should I need any or all of those things.  We run 4 and with every mile I feel better.

Mile 1 for me always feels like a challenge as I prime my joints and warm up into the pace I’ll hold onto most of the run.  At 4 we decided to hit the local convenience store for more fluids.  Wingman can drink all my hydration in an innocent gulp and we were a little low because of it.  So at four miles he told me to wait while he biked the less than quarter mile to get our replenishment.  I walked that way to keep moving and then we walked back to our stopping point.  We fueled and then set off but no sooner had we embarked on our return journey it began raining.  At first it was light rain then heavier and by the time we were a mile into the 4 mile return trip, it was down-pouring on us.  I am accustomed to running in the rain as I’ve done it many times and in many different types of rain from Forest Gump “big ol’ fat rain” to driving rain to torrential downpours.  I in fact like rain running because it makes me feel strong and tough and cool actually…cool like temperature cool but the other kind as well.  As we moved along my wingman started off complaining about being wet and his pants and underwear getting wet and water in his eyes.  Not long into the rain, which didn’t continue in the downpour way for long, he began to realize that it was kind of fun getting wet.  When did kids forget the fun in getting wet?  Remember jumping in puddles and standing with your face to the sky and your tongue hanging out catching rain drops?  I do.  Every time it rains and I get caught in it, it makes me smile.  James came round and was laughing and woo-hooing all the way home and it made me laugh inside to see him having a good time with his soggy pants and shoes.  He even took off his shirt that was weighing him down and said that we should do this more often…. Yes Buddy we should.  We all should!  There’s just something peaceful about being in the rain that if you can get your mind there, is calming and happy and joyous especially when shared with someone.

HAPPY RUNNING!

2017 · Blessings · friends · goals · Hills · Rain Running

Only Runners

Today I ran a 10 Mile race with my friends.  It was awesome having friends with me.  We didn’t run together much but just having them there was amazing and invigorating and so freaking happy!  We are all different in so many ways but runners are wonderful people with an amazing comraderie even to strangers.  Today I had something happen to me that I’ve always feared.  I missed the turn markers.  This race was less than stellar in terms of most everything and the weather did a torrential downpour on us half way through.  It would have been ok but my watch and phone are cracked so water is NO BUENO!  So I was running respectable splits and would have hit my target finish time of sub 1:40:00 but I missed one of the turn markers.  All of a sudden in the pouring rain while trying to keep my watch dry and jump big puddles and not get hit by a car I found myself all alone.  I thought maybe I would see another runner around the corner but no…. I looked back and there was one of the girls I had met who came with one of my friends so I thought I was on the right track.  I kept running until a woman in a truck stopped me to tell me that the runner behind me asked her to tell me i missed a turn.  MISSED A TURN! uugghhhh!  I thanked her and started back and it was my new friend that I met earlier at the start of the race.  She stopped her race to get me back to mine.  Only runners would do this.

 

 

 

 

 

 

This mishap is something that I have always dreaded.  What would I do?  Well now I know so it’s not so scary anymore.  I have my new friend to thank for that.  She’s a runner and we smile and say hello, cheer eachother on, pick eachother up, pat eachother on the back when things go wrong and we look out for eachother no matter what.  I don’t know how long I would have kept running in that direction but it was far less because she stopped and helped me.  It’s one of my favorite things about running.  We support each other.  So my overall time for 10 miles was more than I wanted but less than it could have been on the flip side.  I’ll take that!  I spent time with familiar smiling faces that mean the world to me and I met new friends and I’ll take that too!  These ladies, this sport mean the world to me.  I am so happy I started running!  I love you all!

HAPPY RUNNING!

Rain Running

Rain Running

rain runningToday I could have gone straight to the gym and wrestled with the DM to stay out of the rain.  I could have taken the easy way out to stay dry.  I could have watched TV to keep my mind busy for the quick 3 miles I was scheduled for.  I did NOT however, go to the gym.  I did NOT skip my run.  I went right home and put my running gear on, covered my phone with a lunch bag and outside I went.  I hit the road dodging puddles, wiping the rain from my face and laughing at myself for being silly enough to be out there getting drenched.  I kept a steady and slightly quicker pace than my sluggish seasonal start but it felt nice to push myself a little.  I saw some walkers covering up trying to hide from the rain while I just blasted through it getting wetter with every stride.  I am a fan of rain running because it makes me feel powerful and strong for some reason.  Love it every time!

HAPPY RUNNING!