Sock tans

I was driving home from my cabin for the majority of the day, so when I got home I got with Abigail and went for a 4 miler.

Today I could definitely feel that I am out of shape. We did 2 grass laps around, then did 2 laps on the track so we wouldn't lose our warmup. Then we did a mile speed changes, and already I could feel the out-of-shape part coming into play. My foot felt fine though.

Then we were supposed to do 5 1000s, and we had to hit our times on each one to be able to race on friday. I did the first one, my foot was okay, but I felt so out of shape, I was breathing SOOO hard. Then I asked Bill what I was supposed to hit, and it was supposed to be a 3:53, and I hit a 3:56.

I only did standing recovery, which I think I should've done a lap. That would've helped out my foot. But honestly, I didn't feel so great, so I didn't do one. Then when I started the 2nd one, it was just sharp pain in my foot, all the way over to the 200 where it started to warm up, but by then I was all the way in the back of the pack and so mentally I told myself that I was in the back of the pack, and it was over. I think that wasn't the best thing to do. I quit on that one, and just walked over, got some water, cheered everyone on as they finished the 1000, then went up to sunnyside to do that workout instead.

We did arm-swings and pushups when I got there, and I realized that I haven't been doing them nearly as deep as I should be, and wow my arms are sore...maybe that's why they seem so easy to me... haha. I've never done them right!

Then we did a lap, and then went to the track. Maybe I should get my foot checked out by a doctor and see what it REALLY is...:0 

Looks like I'm not racing on friday... :( I was kinda hoping I would be better by now so that I COULD race, mostly because I like that course and I did pretty good last year...oh well...:( 

Well, today I wasn't really in the race mood... but I wanted to race for different reasons.

We did a little warmup, but I kept going a little ways because I didn't want to stop and have my foot start hurting again. Then we did strides. that was all a 1 1/2 miles.

I started out okay, but then crashed. Even my mile split was slow. I crashed even more, even though the hardest part was over. My mindset wasn't the one I needed. I was letting people pass me, and not fighting back. I wound up towards the back. When I realized how far back I was I took it the wrong way and quit on myself. Then I got a little bit back into the zone, but not really, still jogging. towards the end I was getting a little mad about my false judgements on how close I was, it just kept zig-zagging. But eventually it finished.

I actually had a hard time finishing the race, to be honest. I was thinking more negatively than I ever have, and I was angry with how far back I was, but I should've taken that and raced towards the front. Another learning experience.

2 miles cool down

Bill talked to me after, and now I know what to do in these races. I know what I've been doing, and I've actually known all along, but never really thought about it. This is my wake up call, and I'm racing at murray (YAY!) and I'm gonna RACE it!!! :) 

I did a mile warmup and a mile speed changes, then a mile cool down. my foot hurt a bit on the warmup, but then it warmed up and was fine. Then the Athletic dude (I don't really know exactly what he was...) looked at my foot. It isn't a bone, but we think it's a tendon or a muscle or something, so that's good!!! So I am definitely racing tomorrow!!! :)

Today was Murray. I did about a 2 mile warmup and then did strides. I was in JV Girls this time.

I tried to get a good position because I know how boxed in you can get if you don't (experience from last year) and I didn't want that to happen again. Well, I still got boxed in, some girl made me come close to falling, and I wasn't to happy about that. Out came the elbows :) Okay I never actually elbowed anyone but by using my elbows I like to think that I held off a few people trying to pass me. Anyway, I was in the front with a ton of Davis girls, and it wasn't too encouraging when all everyone was yelling was "Yeah Davis, go Davis, Look at Davis, Davis rules" and such. Every once in a while I would hear an "East!" and that was nice :) Then when we were coming back around by the start line I could hear Bill, and actually, I was happy to hear him telling me to stick with them. I was really annoyed at this point with all the cheers for Davis.

So then I tried to block out the cheering for Davis because I realized it was better that way, better thoughts = better race. So I focused on trying to stay on the Davis girls, but eventually I slipped. On the snake I lost it mentally and backed off, then the rest of the race I was chasing them, except for a few parts. When it got to the point to start kicking, I wasn't feeling it, but I knew I needed to. Bill yelled at me to catch the 2 girls ahead of me to be in the top 20, so I tried, but then I backed off when another girl came up on me and I told myself it was over. That I should not have done. I should've fought that girl until the very end. Then I reminded myself that I really wanted that medal so I tried to pick it up again, and was able to until I saw the start line, and started kicking, but I decided the girl was too far ahead. I think that maybe if I had sprinted that last bit I might've caught her, now looking back.

It didn't hit me hard until I got the card that showed how I did. I knew I didn't get a medal, but I had expected that. What I didn't expect was to be 21st, missing the medal by only 1. I thought it had to be at least 3. Then I kept replaying in my head what I did wrong, and how if only that last 800 I had pushed that whole way, then I would've not only been in the top 20, but gotten a much better place. I think that feeling was worse than the hurt I would've had the last couple minutes of the race.

Then I did a cool down of 4.25 miles. I was originally going for 3, but then decided to go an extra mile with Sarah, then realized I was over 4 so I finished to 4.25 

I guess this is a lesson to be learned. Maybe I needed it, to remind me what it's like to lose by only one. All I can say is I'm never letting that happen again.

AM:

I met some people at the Jordan River parkway out at 53rd I think? I'm not good with addresses and directions...

Well, it was early. I was super tired. when we started, I decided I would try to keep up with the boys, and for the first 4 miles I did. Then we turned around, and I backed off, but Bill stayed with me, and I think if he wasn't there then I would've gone a lot slower. Then when I thought we were done, it turns out we only stopped for a gatorade break and then went and did some loop. I didn't realize it was a loop, and I had fallen off of Bill and them, so I turned around at a mile because I saw all of them coming from the other path, the one I decided was the wrong one. Hmm at now I think it's a loop... am I right or did I just take the wrong path?

It was my first time running this trail without snow, and I've got to say it's a lot prettier. :)

PM:

I was going to go until I hit 45 for the week, but then my parents told me that I had to be back 40 minutes earlier than I originally thought so I could babysit while they go somewhere fun with my neighbors....I think it was a play of some sort. Parents. Anyway, I got to 2.75 with 5 minutes left before I needed to be back, so I just stopped so that I would be at 40 for the week. 

Just kidding, I did my math wrong, so I'm at 40.5 for the week. Great. I hate when that happens.