Running For Mom

Week in review: 16 weeks and 112 days to go until marathon day!

  • Miles run: 26.2m (How ironic!)
  • Best run: Roosevelt Island today, 8m, 85 degrees
  • Money raised: $420 (12% to $3,500 goal)

Here are some photos from my group runs this week. I know I was intimidated, but I’m SO glad that I went. The people are so friendly and supportive and the coaches are incredible! I’m learning how to be a better runner. 

Poor lady. She doesn’t even know how to handle my runner calluses. It’s always an awkward conversation. 

At least I haven’t lost any toenails … yet.

Poor lady. She doesn’t even know how to handle my runner calluses. It’s always an awkward conversation.

At least I haven’t lost any toenails … yet.

First group run complete! I thought it was only 4m but surprise! - it was 6. 

I ran with our coach Brian for awhile and told him about my injuries before/during/after the 2012 Rome marathon. He watched me run from every angle and gave me awesome tips. 

The short answer is that my form sucks. :)  I don’t swing my arms, look at the ground right in front of me (compared to at the horizon),  lean too far forward and roll my shoulders inward. See? Form sucks. It’s all good… 

I spent the rest of my 6m run working to retrain myself - which is hard. My muscle memory is just as stubborn as the rest of me! Once I got it, running felt a lot easier. I was much more relaxed in my hips (my injury spot) too. 

I’m also working on breathing in my nose and out my mouth. This is REAL hard and a little bit funny because I get so uncoordinated… yes, while I’m breathing. 

Next run in Sunday AM  - 8M to Roosevelt Island. Apparently there is a big ass hill involved….

First group run complete! I thought it was only 4m but surprise! - it was 6.

I ran with our coach Brian for awhile and told him about my injuries before/during/after the 2012 Rome marathon. He watched me run from every angle and gave me awesome tips.

The short answer is that my form sucks. :) I don’t swing my arms, look at the ground right in front of me (compared to at the horizon), lean too far forward and roll my shoulders inward. See? Form sucks. It’s all good…

I spent the rest of my 6m run working to retrain myself - which is hard. My muscle memory is just as stubborn as the rest of me! Once I got it, running felt a lot easier. I was much more relaxed in my hips (my injury spot) too.

I’m also working on breathing in my nose and out my mouth. This is REAL hard and a little bit funny because I get so uncoordinated… yes, while I’m breathing.

Next run in Sunday AM - 8M to Roosevelt Island. Apparently there is a big ass hill involved….

‘Momma - you need to stretch more… and also take me to the park every day of my life.’
Vilo is a great personal trainer. 

‘Momma - you need to stretch more… and also take me to the park every day of my life.’

Vilo is a great personal trainer. 

It starts.
I had my first marathon team meeting last night. I was a bit nervous. I haven’t been to any of my group runs yet because I’m kinda scared to run with other people. Performance anxiety for a charity run - yeah, it’s silly. 
The room was full of vibrant, committed and, most of all, incredibly brave people. Two people had lost one of their parents in the last two weeks. Heartbreaking and inspiring. We went around the room telling our stories and I saw a little bit of myself in each one of them. I left with renewed energy. I’m part of something bigger than myself and it feels, well, exciting.
I called my Mom today to tell her all about it and she loved it. I think she’s starting to understand why I’m doing this. I even told her how I cried when I introduced myself and told our story - and she said, ‘Aw Bon. Really, I’m okay. I’m not giving in. You know me.’
What a great lady.
I’m going on my group run tomorrow after work.

It starts.

I had my first marathon team meeting last night. I was a bit nervous. I haven’t been to any of my group runs yet because I’m kinda scared to run with other people. Performance anxiety for a charity run - yeah, it’s silly.

The room was full of vibrant, committed and, most of all, incredibly brave people. Two people had lost one of their parents in the last two weeks. Heartbreaking and inspiring. We went around the room telling our stories and I saw a little bit of myself in each one of them. I left with renewed energy. I’m part of something bigger than myself and it feels, well, exciting.

I called my Mom today to tell her all about it and she loved it. I think she’s starting to understand why I’m doing this. I even told her how I cried when I introduced myself and told our story - and she said, ‘Aw Bon. Really, I’m okay. I’m not giving in. You know me.’

What a great lady.

I’m going on my group run tomorrow after work.