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Ready for Army Ten-Miler

2 October, 2009 | dcfemella | Comments

Runners in Paris Marathon

The Army Ten-Miler is this Sunday, and I am excited. I don’t have that dread that I had the entire time after signing up for it. My mental block against this race is gone, and I feel that by pacing myself, I can run the majority (or even all) of the ten miles. Last Sunday, I ran seven miles and walked one, so I am more than prepared.

I remember in March, when I went to Panama with my family, I couldn’t run half a mile. My sister, who is in the Air Force and can run 26 miles without thinking about it, would take me running with her in the mornings. It was over 90 degrees already, and I struggled to keep up with her. She literally ran circles around me while I gasped for air. The entire time I wondered why the hell I signed up for the Army Ten-Miler.

She told me not to worry. She said that she hated running, but she had to learn to love it because she was in the military.

“If you keep practicing, you will be able to do it in no time,” she said.

On top of that, I got some good running shoes that helped tremendously.

I would run in Burke Lake Park, which is almost five miles, and I couldn’t even do half. During my walks, I would see people running with no issues, and I wondered how in the world they were doing it. I knew half of it was my mental block.

When I was a kid, I had Scoliosis and walked like a duck. I could barely run due to this, and always had people make fun of me. It got worse when I had to wear braces. This caused me to never want to run anything.

In July, I told my parents that I was doing the Army Ten-Miler. My dad laughed and said, “You won’t be able to do it.”

“Why?”

“You’re not a runner,” he replied.

“I did a century ride, so why can’t I?”

“Running and biking are not the same thing.”

This is the motivation that I needed. I am a very competitive person, and I don’t like when someone says I can’t do something.

I kept trying, but I still had problems with breathing, mental block, and getting this painful side cramps whenever I ran. I finally started asking for advice and reading as many articles as I could. I also got some great running shoes that lessened the pounding on the trails.

Last month, I ran the entire Burke Lark Park without stopping. I slowly started to add more and more. I realized two weeks ago that the run was coming up. I panicked. I texted message my friend, who is doing it with me.”

“Girl, I don’t think I can do it.”

She responded, “Yes, you can. Come on. You’ll be ok.”

She gave me an awesome pep talk, and I got my confidence back. This evening I am going to a runner’s store, so I can get the perfect running shoes. I don’t know what it is but I always have my feet cave outwards. Therefore, I want shoes that can help me with that.

My sister has been a great support, and I love her for that. When doing something new, you should always have people who encourage you to continue forward. My dad has finally come around and is supporting me now. He is even going to go with me to cheer me on. I am ready to take on the Army Ten-Miler and no one is going to stop me.

NEEDED: Tips and Advice to Run Ten Miler

21 August, 2009 | dcfemella | Comments

I am a horrible runner.  Therefore, I don’t know what possessed me in signing up for the Army Ten-Miler Marathon that is coming up in October.  Maybe it was peer pressure, or after the Reston Tour de Cure, I really thought that if I could do 100 miles on a bike, I could run ten miles.  It doesn’t matter how I got myself into this situation, I am in it.

I have been trying to train for months for this ten miler, and I keep getting stuck at three miles.  I know it’s a mental block, but I have no idea how to let it go.  Running is a sport that is not just strenuous, it is also mental.  I know that if I break out of this “I can’t run anymore” mentality, I will be able to do the race.

I am part of this running group, and they all seem great, so I am excited to train with them.  My friend sent me her old training schedule to see if it will help me reach ten miles before the race, so I have been looking at that.  I know that I have to run three miles this weekend in order to be on the right track.  I am meeting two of the strongest runners in the group to see if they will push me to keep going.

If anyone has any tips, advice, or articles that you want to share, please, PLEASE post them.

Photo Details: The marathon runner, originally uploaded by DansLens.com.

Feel Like I Taught My Daughter That It’s Ok to Give Up

The 102nd Dalmation

Originally uploaded by dreamingindc

Screaming and crying, my daughter stood in line for her soccer pictures. It has been the third time that she has begged to be in an activity, and then refused to participate. After ten minutes of this, I turned to the coach and the other mothers, and said, “I’m sorry, but I can’t do this anymore.” They gave me hugs and said that they understood, but I wondered if they really did.

One of the life lessons that I want to teach my children is to not give up. Even if they don’t succeed the first time, they have to continue going until they finally get it right. I want them to be functioning adults who will strive to always achieve their dreams. However, I feel like I gave up and this will cause her to turn into someone who will easily give up whenever the going gets tough. It’s something that is bothering me, and I don’t have the answers to this issue.

The first time Isabelle wanted to do soccer, I registered her. She didn’t want to go near anyone until the 5th game. After that, she was playing soccer with her team. Later, she asked to be in ballet. Her friend from her Kindergarten class was in the same class. For a month, I ran to get her to class with no success. The teacher would come in, look at me, and solemnly shake her head. I decided that I couldn’t do it anymore, so I took her out.

She asked to be in soccer again, and here we are. What frustrated me so much this time was that it was the same coach and girls from last year. Also, she played for a few practices, and then decided one day to no longer participate. It was to the point that it would ruin my weekends. After the 7th attempt to have her participate, I decided that enough was enough.

I feel like I have given up on her, but I couldn’t do it anymore. Hopefully, my endurance will be something that she remembers and she will learn to not be a quitter. However, I am not sure it will.


Weekend Recap: Bicycling is Freedom

22 March, 2009 | dcfemella | Comments

 

~~~~ When I cycle I feel free ~~~~

Originally uploaded by Orhan*

Last week was rough.  Every part of my life seemed like it was being flung into chaos.  The worst was in the love department, and I just didn’t know what to do to get back on track.  I found the answer.  if you have been reading my blog for awhile, you know that I am doing a century ride for the American Diabetes Association in June.  On Friday, I bought my bike.  It’s lovely.  It’s a Giant Defy and it was made for me.  I met my coworker, who is doing the bike tour with me, on Saturday to begin my training. 

I now know that expression “It’s just like riding a bike” is true.  I haven’t ridden on a bike, other than stationary, since I was a teenager.  However, when I got on my bike, I felt like I had never gotten off.  We went to the W&OD Trail starting in Vienna and did 16 miles.  I was so proud of myself because I didn’t know that I would be able to do that much the first time.  Yes, I do spinning twice a week but it’s not the same as actually riding a bike outdoors.  

I googled for training schedules, and I think I have found the perfect one:

I am going to continue doing spin class twice a week, a short ride during the week, and then a long ride on the weekend.  Every week or so, I am going to increase my long ride by 10%.  I think by June, I will be able to handle 100 miles.  =)

I also went to my friend Denyse’s birthday party.  Before, I would have flaked, but this time, I went and glad that I did.  I met some awesome people who I never would have met.  Also I saw Denyse, who is one of the most genuine people that I have ever encountered.  I would have stayed longer, but thought I was going riding today, but it got cancelled. =( Oh well, next time.

On my way there and back, which is 40 minutes, I talked to Bridget.  We talked about everything and anything, and I was glad that we were able to.  We discussed our guilty pleasure The City, and how proud we were of Whitney for letting go of her boyfriend even though she was dying inside.  I totally understood where she was coming from because I am in a similar situation.  Therefore, it was the kick that I needed.  

My aunt also had her 50th birthday, and she looks great.  She has gone through so much in these last years, so I am glad that she was in good spirits to bring in a great year.  I hope I look as good as she does, and I hope that she gets everything that she wishes for.  

I had a great weekend, and I think I am going to remain alone for another nine months or so.  The kids are starting sports, I am doing a marathon, etc.  I don’t have time to really focus on my love life, so it’s taking the back burner.  As long as I keep doing new things, meeting great people, and being around my family, I will be ok.

 

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Sleeping Pills That Worked Too Good

1 November, 2008 | dcfemella | Comments

The kids’ sport season is almost over, and in a way, I’m happy.  It has been constant running around here or there, and I can finally relax, even if it’s only for two months.  I’m sitting here watching “The Curse of the Living Corpse,” and I don’t want to do anything but do nothing at home.  I’ve been suffering from horrible insomnia.  Yesterday I woke up at 4:30 in the morning, and I still wasn’t able to fall asleep at 4:00 a.m. today.  Grover had to give me sleeping pills, so I could at least sleep.  I didn’t wake up til 2:15 p.m., and that was forcing myself to wake up.  I’m exhausted so no going anywhere.

Halloween night was fun.  The kids got tons of candy in my aunt’s neighborhood.  It’s like they are still stuck in the 80’s, so the majority of the people still give out candy, and there are tons of kids.  They went home with their father, and I went to Grover’s.  We played Scrabble cause he says he is the Scrabble King.  Last weekend, he beat me.  I beat him during the week, and I beat him again.  He felt pretty silly.  I think it was that he challenged my word “hived,” and was wrong.  After that, we were hungry so we headed to Silver Diner.  

Everyone and their mom was there with their costumes on.  The girls in front of us and us were laughing at this guy macking on this girl.  The girls and I were perturbed because the girl was allowing the guy to feel her leg as though he had known her forever.  

One of the girls said what I was thinking, “If a guy ever felt me up like that, I would break his arm.” 

I hope that everyone had a wonderful Halloween, and that they are still eating candy. =)

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