"America's Toughest Road Marathon"

This weekend Emir and I ran another marathon. Months ago after we had already signed up for and booked everything for the bear mtn 50k (in 2 weeks!), emir emails me at work exclaiming that he had won entry into the blue ridge marathon through a running blog he follows. I was like "wow cool! But where is it and when is it?" He said Virginia and April 20th. I said "then we have to stay the weekend and its only two weeks before the 50k. We r already staying up at bear mtn a couple nights". Emir was just so excited to have won something, he never wins anything and it would have broken my heart to make him give it up. So in the end we were able to use hotel points and figured what's another race?!?



Bart Yasso and I

 

So Friday morning we dropped the kids off at school and set off for Roanoke. It's a 6 hour drive plus we stopped for lunch, gas etc so 7 in all. It rained pretty heavy at one point once we were in Virginia but by the time we checked in, it subsided. We went over to the expo in downtown Roanoke. First of all the most expensive parking garage was $2!!! R u kiddin me??? AND there were garages that were free!!! Wow. Anyways I knew Bart yasso was going to be there so maybe that's why I wore my runners world half festival shirt ;-). As we walked around Bart yelled out to me that I was wearing the best shirt in the house. I obviously don't really know Bart but being around him the whole runners world festival back in oct. you can just tell what a great guy he is and his true passion for running. I did end up getting a pic with him and he tweeted me later about how great it was to see me again which was nice. There wasn't a whole lot else to the expo but there was a bunch of reminders of what happened this week in Boston. Many people wearing Boston shirts, jackets and the colors. They also were giving everyone "running for Boston" bracelets and stickers. They told us how there was influx of people signing up and wanting to run the race after hearing about Boston. They also gave free entry to anyone who ran in Boston. One lady there ran and finished Boston and then ran a double Blue Ridge. There was probably about 20 or so people who started at 2:30 am and ran the course so they could be finished and back in time to run it again with everyone else, crazy but awesome.
After the expo we found a great place with craft beers for dinner. There was a big music festival coinciding with the marathon so there was lots of great stuff going on around the cute downtown Roanoke. We had a great time and I even enjoyed a delicious beer float for desert! Awesome. That night we were both restless and woke up a lot. Emir said he was hot. I know myself it was nervous excitement. I wasn't nervous for Philly in nov or the OD marathon a few weeks ago. I guess because they were your typical, avg courses. I'm at the point now where I know I can run a marathon. But blue ridge is completely different. It has the title of "America's toughest road marathon". Boasting over 7400 feet in elevation changes which takes place over 3 of the blue ridge mountains. This is not a marathon you can take lightly. I was so excited to get out there and run in this beautiful scenery and also join together with my fellow runners in support of Boston but very nervous if I would really survive this course. Since January, yes we have trained some elevations but lately due to aches and pains, etc we haven't done much. Eventually it was time to get up.

We both felt tired and were dragging from a restless night. Once we had our coffee and gorged on eggs, sausage, potatoes and English muffins we were upbeat and excited. We drove downtown to the start. I decided to go with a race tank and shorts. The temp was supposed to be in the high 50s to low 60s sunny so I didn't want to be hot. The only problem was that at 630 in the morning it was 40 with wind gusts! Freezing! But I saw so many other runners dressed like me I figured I would be fine once we started (which turned out to be true). I wore yellow and blue colors to support Boston as so many others did too. Emir and I also printed out special Boston race bibs we attached to our hydration packs. Some other runners had them as well. It was just such a mix of emotions that morning. This was the first marathon in America to take place since Boston. There was also a pretty intense security presence given the size of the marathon is only 1700(full and half). They checked our bags when going into the start area and we saw them checking spectators as they moved around to viewing areas. There were helicopters overhead during the race and police EVERYWHERE. I definitely felt secure an safe but also sad at the same time that this has become necessary. After words about Boston
and a moment of silence, we were off!
 

So when the blue ridge marathon people say there are some flat parts, they are lying! Haha. Supposedly the first couple miles leading up to the first mountain are flat. To us normal people who don't live in the mountains, these are hills and not that easy. But the views leading to the mountain were breathtaking and with the brilliant sun that morning just stunning. The first mountain we encountered we kind of skirted the side of it going uphill then broke away from the halfers and headed to Roanoke mountain. Wow what a long climb that was. One section was particularly steep so we walked a minute or two as was EVERYONE. Eventually we made it to the top. I had been snapping pics along the way since it was so beautiful and we agreed this marathon was totally for fun since the thought of doing it for a specific time would be absolutely ridiculous. At the top of Roanoke Mountain was a large aide station with lots of volunteers.  Two of the volunteers saw me taking pics of the view from the top and asked if I wanted them to take a pic of me.  So of course I stopped and posed for a pic on top of the mountain.   The descent down was almost as hard as the ascent.  It was so steep!  It was hurting different muscles than the climb up! 


 

The race continued on in that fashion.  We had a few miles between each of the 3 mountains that were nowhere close to flat.  Then it would be a long climb up and long descent down. The climb on the second mountain was a real struggle for me.  Both Emir and I had the feeling he was going to be leaving me behind.  My legs were feeling so tired and I was just feeling overall dead.  Awesome, I wasn't even halfway done yet.  But at the top, I stopped for a minute took in a GU, had some water.  We both had our packs full of Tailwind (of course) but I just needed something else too.  We started the descent and in a few minutes I started feeling much better.  Luckily it carried over to the rest of the race.  Of course the 3rd and final mountain didn't arrive until around miles 18-19.  They say Peakwood is the smallest and easiest of the 3 but once again, LIARS!!!  Ok yes it's the smallest in terms of height but let me tell you, it was by far the steepest and it felt like it went on forever!!!  But there was an awesome party going on at the top with water, GU brew and tons of fruit and PB&j's and awesome, awesome volunteers who you couldn't help but smile and laugh with.  We took one of our two potty breaks up here (there were port a potty's every station! which was every 1.9 miles or so).  I was waiting for Emir to come out and Bart Yasso enters the party scene.  He's high fiving everyone and comes over grabs my hand says "darlin, I'm so proud of what you are doing!  you are awesome!!"  This coming from a man struggling with lyme disease who just ascended this crazy steep mountain.  Bart is just amazing!  After we descended the last mountain we still had somewhere between 5-6 miles left.  But I was feeling good and I could tell Emir was too.  I mean were our legs hurting? hell yeah!  But we knew we could do it and could finish strong.  Of course there were some more ups and downs those last miles but felt like nothing compared to what we had been through.  On that homestretch I drank my tailwind, some water, ate a snickers some spectators left in front of their house for runners and Emir and I did a shot of Boston Lager.  And the last .2 mile stretch down to the finish line that was lined with everyone screaming for us, we ran holding hands and lifted our hands together as we crossed the line.  Even more awesome was the announcer who announced each person as they crossed.  He yelled "Husband and wife, Emir & Amy Dedic from Flourtown, PA coming in strong together!!  Look at them holding hands crossing the line together!"  I hope they got a good pic of it!! :-)  We finished in 4:30, which both of us could not believe!!  We totally thought for sure it would take us way longer to do a marathon of this difficulty not to mention I stopped for a pic, we stopped twice to pee, walked up a few of the steeper sections and stopped at a couple aide sections.  We were both so proud and beaming at our job well done!

So yeah this race was hard as hell but I'm still on this crazy high from it.  I just don't even know what other words to use other than awesome and amazing.  What made it so awesome not only were the views but the people.  Roanoke and the surrounding Blue Ridge Mountains are not extremely populated places but there were crowds throughout the whole race.  Besides the official aide stations which they had a ridiculous number of with tons of enthusiastic volunteers, tons of the locals also set up their own "stations" in front of their houses.  People had music blasting for us from their boom boxes, they were cheering, had cowbells, signs, bubbles, you name it we probably saw it.  Not only that but the local spectators had water and food for runners too!  There was fruit, pretzels, peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, candy, frozen grapes and that's only what I saw.  They were all so motivating and told us how proud they were we were doing this.  The only city race I've done so far is Philly.  And while I'm sure in total there were way more spectators along the course, it was nothing like this.  In Philly there were huge sections with nobody cheering and it just didn't feel as genuine as this.  These people loved having us there and in return we loved being there.  I would do this race again in a heart beat. 

One would probably assume after a tough race such as this that we would be taking at least a few days off however once again we are so smart and our first ever 50K at Bear Mountain is next weekend May 4th.  We had the two days after Blue Ridge as rest then run Tuesday, off Wednesday and run Thursday, Saturday and Sunday.  Thank goodness at least it's taper time!!  Even though these two extremely challenging races are so close together, I'm really glad we did Blue Ridge.  Yes one huge reason is because it was just such a great race in general but also we were able to treat it as an "ultra" training run.  It had plenty of those steep inclines that we will face in the 50K.  So we were able to get practice walking up the parts that are impossible to run and being able to switch back into running mode.  We also got practice at taking a minute or two to stop at aide stations to pee, eat, drink whatever we needed at that time which just what I expect will be needed at an ultra trail race.  Emir and I both agree that we are feeling more confident going into the 50K now and we are really looking forward to it!

A few (long winded) random thoughts ;-)

Forgive the length, this is what happens when I don't blog for a few weeks!!! ;-) 

Since our marathon a few weeks ago, I've had a couple rough patches.  The following weekend we were supposed to run 20 on Saturday and 14 on Sunday (I know!!, crazy!)  I was still on a high from my PR.  I noticed a twinge in both my hamstrings on the shorter runs during the week but I was like obviously you can't run your fastest marathon time ever and then not be sore.  Normally we would have taken at least a few days off then a bunch of short runs but since we are in the middle of 50K training no rest for the weary.  Anyway on Saturday's 20 miler.  I started off right away with some pain in my left hamstring.  So I kept the pace down and kept going.  I was feeling sore and slow but not unexpected.  Around mile 16 I began having sharp pains in my low back and left hip.  It became debilitating.  AHHHHH I was so frustrated!!  I ended up walk/running the rest of the run.  I made my 20 miles (mostly because otherwise I would have been stuck in the middle of the trail)  I knew it didn't look good for Sunday but I wanted to at least try.  Emir convinced me to at least just use the treadmill so that way if I had a problem I could easily just stop.  Sunday was also Easter so I woke up super early to try to get the run in before church.  I woke up a few times during the night because it actually hurt my left hip to lay on it :-(  I took a few slow run steps on the treadmill and couldn't take it.  I also knew that it was most likely in my best interest to not run Sunday and have my off day Monday to hopefully overcome this.  At first I was really disappointed to be missing this run completely.  I was just excited to run so many miles in the last few weeks but I got over it. (BTW even with missing this run, 200 miles for March!!! My highest ever in one month) Then I began to really start to worry about how bad my hip hurt.  We have two more marathons and our 50K coming up.  I didn't want to be sidelined now!  So I took action.  I foam rolled the crap out of my legs and iced my hip many many times over that week.  I stretched many many times that week and I began a glut and hip abd strengthening program.  Yes of course I know how important these muscles are and that yes I should be doing strengthening exercises a couple times a week buuuuut  what can I do sometimes???  I am a working mom of two young kids.  We have been logging a solid 45-50 miles a week for a while now which some weeks can be challenging just to get our runs in.  One of us will literally run in the house as the other one is running out.  Then run back in barely get a shower and off we go to whatever we have that day.  I'm not complaining.  I love running, love my kids, my husband but sometimes something has to give and usually that's any other physical activity other than our runs.  Anyway lucky for me I was only still a little sore come Tuesday so I was able to get back on my schedule and complete all my runs.  By the following week, my hip and back were pain free, THANK GOODNESS!! :-) 

Last weekend we went to our shore house for a 3 day weekend since they were forecasting beautiful weather, for once they were right.  We had a few wonderful runs down there.  There's nothing like running on the boardwalk, sea wall and ocean drive in the beaming sun reflecting off the sand and ocean.  I had some instep soreness on my longer run but I was wearing my Altra Torins which I don't tend to wear all the time.  They also aside from the Zero Drop don't have any instep support the way all my other shoes do.  I think I need to stick to shorter runs for those unless I decide to gradually work them in so that I can do long runs in them.  Today I did my 16 miler in my Saucony Viratta's which also are 0mm offset however I never have an instep problem with them, I'm guessing they have more support in that area.  I just want to say how much I freakin love my Virrata's.  I'm not one to obsess over gear, shoes, etc but I have fallen madly in love with these shoes.  They are light, comfy and I ALWAYS run fast in them.  Of course they were what I was wearing for my 3:59 marathon.  While on this topic of running gear, I wanted to take a minute to discuss something.  Like I said I'm not really a "gear freak" per say but at this point I do have a ton of it.  I'm lucky enough to have an awesome running connection.  My sister-in-law is the Fitness Editor for Fitness Magazine ( @FitnessJenna )  She not only gives me the latest and greatest gear for birthdays, Christmas and just because occasions but she has also hooked me up with some gear testing opportunities, hence the 6 pair of running shoe rotation I have going on right now.  Honestly, if it wasn't for her I would still be running in cotton t-shirts, mesh shorts and the cheapest running sneakers that I would prob wear for 600 miles +.  One of the reasons I got into running in the first place was because it was affordable.  I didn't need to belong to a gym or a pool to get my workouts in.  I didn't need tons of equipment or gear to work out.  And if I wanted to do a race, it's not hard to find reasonably priced events locally.  However lately the running gear/shoe market has been booming and going CRAZY!!!  I mean I did realize that for marathon/ultra distance training/racing it is necessary to have a few "running" pieces of apparel for the longer runs.  I learned that the hard way with some MAJOR shafing episodes.  I also know that you really do need a pair of shoes that suits your running style and yes I do admit they can't last forever or you will get injured.  But is it really necessary to spend SO MUCH on this stuff?  Before Jenna was able to start supplying me ;-)  I would find extremely reasonably priced running things at Kohl's and Target that weren't usually any "special" brand.  I never really had any problems with any of this stuff.  Now that I have the higher end name brand things, yes it usually looks nice and feels nice but is it really that much better?  Is it worth the money?  I don't really know the answer.  I do know however that the last couple of weeks I have been testing sports bras for Fitness Magazine.  They are all higher end running bras.  3 of the 4 bras are in the $30-40 range.  The 4th is actually $75.  Can you believe that?!?  I would NEVER spend that on a sports bra but maybe I'm just a cheapskate ;-)  Anyway I've been pretty happy with most of them.  However would you believe that the $75 bra has shafed my back pretty bad TWICE!?!  So it just proves my point that "name" and cost don't always mean better.  Ok end rant ;-)

Back to running, today I tried a different route that Emir found online.  It included around 3+ miles of uphill.  It was challenging but it was definitely the confidence booster I needed before we head to Virginia next weekend for the Blue Ridge Marathon.  Blue Ridge has over 7200 feet in elevations over 3 mountains (yikes!!)  It has been deemed America's Toughest Road Marathon so it's no joke.  Today's run was nothing compared to this marathon but I hadn't really done any hill work in a while so I had really been questioning what it would feel like.  It actually felt pretty good and I enjoyed it.  I think at this point with all the miles and miles that we have been putting in, our legs have a pretty good base.  We aren't going to break any records but I feel confident that we can do it.  I'm also feeling pretty good since we just got a huge package from Tailwind Nutrition to help fuel us up those mountains! :-)  LOVE THAT STUFF!

My unexpected 3:59 marathon :-)

On Sunday Emir and I ran the OD Marathon at the shore.  We had signed up for this marathon because we needed to run a marathon distance run in our 50K plan and this one fit nicely in the schedule.  It also is a very convenient race for us as we have a condo in Wildwood and the race shuttle bus picked us up/dropped us off only a few blocks from our place.  The OD Marathon was Emir's first ever marathon.  He ran it last year while I was pregnant with Una.  His training for it had gone extremely well and I was anticipating he would  be close to a 4 hour marathon.  Unfortunately the day before he was running a fever and barely made his 2 mile shakeout run.  The morning of the race he took some Tylenol and felt a little better but after about 10 miles or so it wore off and he hit a major wall.  Also on a bathroom stop, something happened and his knee was killing him.  Then to top things off, there was a constant headwind the entire race.  Needless to say he was so disappointed.  He finished which is awesome but he felt like he could have done so much better than his 4:36. 

All last week leading up to the marathon, Emir kept saying that it was just a training run and its no big deal.  I was a little nervous just because of that awful 14 miler turned 10.5 mile run last weekend with my throbbing ankle/foot.  I rolled and iced and the rest of the week my runs were good, pain free.  I had been thinking in the back of my head for a few weeks that this marathon would be my only chance until the fall to improve my marathon time since the rest of our races this spring are those of the nature that just finishing will be a major accomplishment due to the 1000s and 1000s of elevation ;-)  I didn't want to go out and immediately sprint but depending how I felt I did want to try to improve my time.  I knew Emir was probably worrying about this race due to his experience last year and the fact that he also reads endless amounts of blogs, posts and listens to running podcasts and that our training program specifically said that we could run a marathon race but we should NOT RACE it due to the fact that this is part of our training.  I grew up participating in sports where Emir didn't have that opportunity in Bosnia.  It's just my nature that I'm competitive, I can't help it.  I have this urge/desire to constantly get better, improve and beat opponents.  Emir is cautious and always worries that if he does too much now, it will affect him later.  Even within a marathon itself I know he is always worried that if he goes to fast, he will die later in the race.  My logic is I want to go with how I feel.  If I'm feeling really good, I run as fast as I feel comfortable.  If I get tired later in the race, I get tired.  I know that if I don't go as fast as I comfortably can, and then later I'm not trashed, I will always wonder, could I have done better in that race? 

So Saturday we dropped off the kids at my parents and made our way to the shore.  When we got there we gorged a bit on the famous Mack's pizza (it was there first open weekend of the season) and picked up our bibs.  In the end we probably walked 2-3 miles very leisurely.  That night we went to our favorite spot around the corner from our condo and had a couple beers (good for carbo loading, right?!?).  I'm very into the IPA scene these days but the last few times I had a couple, I woke up during the night with a splitting headache.  So smart me had two different, pretty strong IPAs.  When we got back then I filled up on my pasta with buffalo meat (our favorite).  And can you guess what happened???  Yup woke up around 1 AM with a splitting headache.  I got up and found an Advil bottle (yes!) but it only had one pill.  I took it.  I fell back asleep but woke up an hour later with a worse headache.  I was so mad at myself #1 for drinking those beers but even more importantly for not bringing some pain relievers from home! ugh!  In the end I found infant's Tylenol drops and yes you guessed it, I sucked down a few droppers full.  After suffering for a bit trying to get back to sleep, I must have passed out and woke up to my alarm at 5AM and amazingly headache free although feeling pretty tired.  We went through our usual morning routine coffee, me still having to pump and then our breakfast of eggs, English muffins, avocado, cheese and bacon. 

It was freakin freezing that morning (we got snow today!).  We both went with a couple layers of long sleeves and long pants.  The first few miles, I felt fine.  Not overly great not bad though.  We were probably averaging 9;30-9:45 minute miles.  Emir kept saying "don't get sucked into the race!"  I was like "yeah ok, mmm hmmm"  I'm not sure when it happened maybe 5 or so miles, I just felt like I needed to go faster.  I just let my legs take over.  Emir knew we were going faster and started making comments again.  I kept on prob at a 9:15-9:20 pace.  Somewhere between mile 8 & 9, we ran under the boardwalk real quick to pee ( I really really need to figure out how to run a marathon without peeing!!!!)  At this point a descent headwind had picked up.  Emir was saying that we needed to slow down due to the wind.  He said it would be like this the whole way and would wear us out.  I just really wasn't worried about it and really didn't care.  I just wanted to run how I felt.  A couple of times he said if I kept going how I was going he was going to have to let me go. I really, really did not want to leave him behind.  I wanted to do the race together.  We train together, we are partners in life and running and I love running together but I was almost getting tired of holding myself back.  Somewhere in mile 12 I just let go and let my legs take over.  Before I knew it Emir wasn't next to me anymore.  At the halfway point I checked my watch.  I was at 2:03 and overall 9:28 pace.  I was like this is great!  My time for the Philly marathon in November was 4:19 so even if I start slowing down when I get tired/hit the wall, I should pretty easily be able to beat my PR.  I don't even know how to explain it but my legs almost felt like they weren't apart of my body.  I would check my watch and I was comfortable in the 8:45-9:00 mile zone.  The miles were flying by way faster than I've ever experienced during a long run.  When I reached 20 miles I was still feeling great.  I checked my overall time.  I can't remember exactly but I'm pretty sure I was around 3:06.  I thought to myself "holy crap, if I can keep up this pace, I might make under 4 hours!!!"  That thought sent me soaring.  The next 3 miles I kept on what I felt was a good pace.  I checked my watch again at 3 miles to go.  I was at 3:34.  I had started feeling a bit labored those 3 miles from 20 -23 but overall nothing that I have experienced in each of my previous marathons.  I was like "ok Amy, you can do this!!!  It's only 3 miles, that's nothing.  Just give it your all and you get to die in only 3 miles!!!"  So I kicked it into high gear and I was determined.  I was definitely the most labored I was all race but it was almost over so I wasn't worried.  With 1 mile to go I was at 3:51.  Once again I found some higher gear.  I kept checking my watch that last mile and kept pushing myself.  I knew it would be close.  I hit my watch as I crossed the line and it said 3:59.55!!!!  I yelled out loud when I saw it.  Later looking at my stats I had many miles in my second half less than 9 minute pace but more impressively I paced 8:30 the last 3 miles.

Then and even now I just can't believe I broke the 4 hour mark.  I have had that goal in my mind but I kept thinking it was something I wouldn't achieve until the fall or next spring.  Let's face it, it hasn't even been a year yet since I had my second C-section and I've only been running overall a total of 2.5 ish years, 9 months of which was spent pregnant followed by 5 weeks no running after surgery.  I can be silly and unreasonable at times unlike my practical husband but usually overall goals like this I'm pretty grounded. I still don't even know how I did that!!  And to top it off, I wasn't crippled like the usual after marathon cripple.  Two weeks ago I could hardly stand or walk afterwards but this day, I felt great (relatively speaking).  It feels awesome to know that all this training has been for something.  I am not only getting into great shape but I'm improving.  And that's really what I want and it's what will keep me going and working so hard.  As I had written the last few blogs, I had been feeling a bit down, tired, sore, etc.  I was beginning to feel like my speed would never change, I was always the same pace sometimes way slower.  This was exactly what I needed to show me that none of that is true.  That is just part of training especially intense 50K training.  I have the motivation I need to get to our next event at the end of April.  More on that later.  For now, YEAH BABY!!!!!!!!!

One of my nightmares came true :-(

So since my last post we had a 26.2 training run.  We dropped the kids at my parents and headed to the Delaware Canal towpath.  It's awesome for long runs although more flat than I would like.  We always park in New Hope and hop on it there.  I find the scenery awesome and also the fact that we get to run over a couple bridges into Jersey and back again.  The towpath runs along the Delaware river on both the PA and NJ sides.  And it's sandwiched between the Delaware River and the canal.  Anyway everything was going great.  The weather was amazing!  It was probably around 60, sunny.  I actually ended up taking off my shirt and running in my tank since I got so hot.  It was pretty interesting because the day before there was prob about an inch of snow so parts of the trail were muddy, other parts that didn't get much sun yet were snow covered or icy.  Anyway we crossed back into PA at Washington Crossing.  This was around mile 18-19.  Up til this point, we were at 945 pace overall and it was good.  Then all the sudden somewhere between 19-20, my legs felt like lead.  I was also SUPER thirsty.  I had my hydration pack filled to the brim with tailwind however I was craving plain water, which of course I didn't have.  I also began having a nagging pain on the inside of my left foot.  I'm pretty sure I strained a ligament in there when we were skiing as the day after skiing I had experienced the same pain.  I SUFFERED the rest of the way, it was not pretty!!! I had told Emir to go ahead because I didn't want to ruin his run.  In the end I ended up finishing with a time of 4:30 which isn't awful but overall was so disappointed because it was such a terrible run.  I guess I should also mention that earlier in the week I did my sunday 10 miler on Monday because I was exhausted due to Una having me up all night.  Pretty sure that didn't help my case as I ended up with a 60 mile instead of 50 mile week.  Ohhh well.  So I learned my lesson that maybe 60 mile weeks are a little above me right now and also for runs more than 18 runs I need plain water in addition to my tailwind ;-)

The rest of the week I could still feel that nagging in my foot but it was pretty dull and didn't stop my runs from being overall pretty good.  I've also been sticking too my better eating habits and have dropped a couple more pounds (yay!) aside from a st patty's day outing with friends the other night ;-) 

Then came Sunday, the run from hell!!  I have NEVER not been able to finish a run before until Sunday's 14 miler.  I ran 10 on Saturday no problem, felt great.  Then on Sunday I was chugging along fine for 6.5 made my turn and headed up to the upper trails.  It's been a few weeks since I've been up there so I wanted to log some miles on the trails.  After about a half mile, my foot had shooting pains through it.  It was intense.  I've pushed through my really bad shin splint pain before but this was excruciating.  I knew I had to get off of the trail.  It took another half mile or so to get back down to the main flat trail.  I stopped down there, stretched my foot out a bit and gathered myself.  I started running again and the pain started again.  AHHH I couldn't take it.  I called my husband.  He encouraged me to do some walking and try running every so often and see how it goes.  The point where I was, was about 2.5 miles from a place he could pick me up and 5 miles from my car.  So I walked a while.  I was sweaty so of course I started to get freezing since it was probably around 40, cloudy and a stiff breeze.  I would start running every so often.  My foot would seem ok for a couple minutes then the pain would return.  When I was 1 mile away from the place he could pick me up, I called him back.  I knew it would be bad for my foot and I might turn into a popsicle if I tried to make it all the way to my car.  He said no problem (love him!) Once I got off the phone I started running again.  This time I made it probably a good .75-1 mile.  The foot was only a bit naggy but much better compared to what it was.  In the end I made it 10.5 miles out of my 14 mile run.  I am disappointed but in reality was I really never going to miss a run or have to shorten a run in my whole life?!?!  I don't think so.  So time to get over it and get my foot ready for Sunday which is the Ocean Drive Marathon down the shore.  I'm pretty sure doing the very uneven terrain on the upper trail is what set my foot off.  I think I'll be ok for now on road but our 50 K is only a month and a half away and that is ALL trail.  So for now I am rolling, icing and stretching the crap out of my foot!!!!!

What's another marathon?!

So since last post, I've been making a concentrated effort to eat better.  I mean we don't eat out often as it is, usually twice a month but I was snacking a lot and eating poorly at work.  People are always bringing in bad foods!!!!!  And there was holidays and my birthday, blah blah.  Not really good excuses.  I don't know why both times after having a baby, I got into these bad habits.  After Niko it took until well after he turned a year for me to really turn it around.  I lost a good 60 pounds training for my first marathon and eating better.  This time at least I don't need to lose too much since I kept running throughout my pregnancy and I weighed ALOT less when I got pregnant this time.  So far I've dropped a couple pounds and I have been running a bit faster during my training runs although that could also be due to last week was a down week so my legs recovered a bit.  Whatever!  It was also good that it was a down week as Una was sick almost all week and weekend.  She usually never wakes up during the night but she was waking up multiple times and crying a lot.  I felt so bad for her but also was exhausted.  And Niko got a little crazy from being cooped up since we couldn't go out.  But the runs got done and everyone survived and Una is much better :-) 

The other thing that happened this past week was our decision about when to go to Bosnia and Croatia.  My husband is from Bosnia and most of his family including his parents still live there.  We try to go for a visit every year especially since we have had kids.  Luckily I have a very flexible job so I have been able to go for 4-5 weeks the last couple years.  Every year our trip revolves around some event, Niko turning 1, me running the Plitvice Marathon and last year my maternity leave.  This year we had no reason to go any particular time.  We really thought we would go in August as there was a trail marathon at the end of the month near Zagreb, Croatia.  However we started looking at flight prices and it was soooo much more money to go then.  As it happens if we leave the day before Memorial day we can save a lot of money so that pretty much made the decision.  Conveniently the Plitvice Marathon is June 2nd.  Do you even need to ask?!  I mean really what's another marathon?!  So yes we are planning on running the Plitvice Marathon as well.  So that makes 4 marathons + 50K in the next 3 months!  yikes!  Only the first marathon which we are running this Saturday is not an actual race.  It was just be Emir and I on our own.  I'm actually really excited to do Plitvice again.  It's so low key, doesn't start until 10! and it's GORGEOUS!!!  I also am excited to repeat my first marathon to see how I may have improved since then.  I do however have to make myself realize tho, that I have had a baby since then so it may not be as good as I want.  Yes I know I say that but I will still be hard on myself if I don't improve.  Oh well it's all in good fun! ;-)