Batona Trail Series

 

On Sunday January 8, I completed the final leg of the Batona Trail series.  I knew nothing about the Batona Trail prior to signing up.  My exposure was limited to speeding by the forest on the way to Long Beach Island for the weekend.   It seemed like a desolate place for motor cross and four-wheeling, all I ever saw were bikes and jeeps on the sidetrails. I definitely would have never thought it could be a pretty place to run. Now that I have seen the entire 53 miles of trails, I have a new found respect for the area and the ever-changing beauty of nature.

The series begins in September and finished up in early January. The monthly runs range from 8-13.5 miles.  Back in September I was dragging during the first 8 mile run.  It was before my first postpartum half marathon.  Even the 13.5 mile leg after my half marathon took more effort then I remembered.   But by the time December came around, I felt strong at the end of 20 miles (instead of carpooling from the end to the beginning we just ran out and back to get more miles in).  It’s a considerable difference how my running has improved and how my body can handle the long runs.  I am starting to feel more like myself and it feels amazing.

Although, at the end of the final run in January I felt like I had cinder blocks on my feet – you couldn’t wipe the smile off my face.  The trails were covered in fresh snow.  It was picture perfect like something out of a movie.   I felt like a kid discovering something new. I just couldn’t stop smiling.  It was my first experience running in snow and it could not have been any better.  Although the weather was somewhere around 10 degrees the trees protected us from the 20 mph winds.  We were isolated in this amazing labyrinth of white except it wasn’t difficult to follow thanks to the faster runners ahead of me.   My theme for 2017 is to get out of my comfort zone and try things I wouldn’t normally do and running in the snow in 10 degrees is definitely one of them.  It was astonishing.

Definitely excited for more adventures in 2017.  Thanks for reading.

500 Miles – done

Boom.  500 miles for 2016 is in the books.  I wasn’t sure I was going to make this goal.  At the beginning of the year I was jamming along, not exactly getting all the miles I needed but considering I was 5 months pregnant I was still moving.  In February alone, I managed 75 miles at 6 months pregnant. But after that, as my belly grew, it wasn’t comfortable to run anymore and by the end of March my running was put on hold until after the baby.  I had the baby in May but I didn’t feel up to running until about July.  So in about 9 months I was able to complete my goal of 500 miles.  Not too shabby. Here are some highlights from the year:

 

Being 38.5 Weeks Pregnant

I am pretty tough, at least I like to think so.  I don’t really complain too much and I am usually the type to put my head down and get through whatever challenge comes my way. But the end of pregnancy is a different animal to me.  It makes me feel not so tough.

I’ve gained about 33 lbs during my pregnancy and on a 5’2” frame it’s a ton of weight, not unhealthy, but it’s just a lot on my body.  This is the part in my pregnancy that I always say if you can survive pregnancy you can run a marathon.  A marathon is just 5-7 hours of effort; pregnancy is 40 weeks of a parasite invading your body and taking everything it needs from you regardless of your needs.  Don’t get me wrong there are times when I do enjoy pregnancy but just not at 38.5 weeks and it’s hard not to think of anything else when its literally hard to breathe.

Working while you are this pregnant is also a load of crap.  Sitting at a chair in front of a computer is my daily torture.  Luckily I have been at my job for going on three years now so I can get away with slipping away a early or coming in later when my body is flat out saying,  “No More!” but I cannot imagine working at an hourly gig where I depend on every hour of work.  So I know I am lucky in that aspect but it doesn’t negate that I feel like hell.  Luckily next Friday is my last day of work until August and that my friends is what makes me get up every morning.

Lastly to add to my list from my post Being 36 weeks Pregnant, here are more things I can no longer do:

  1. Wash my hands and/or dishes at any sink. My arms are too short and my belly is too big – the struggle is real
  2. Eat anything that doesn’t cause heart burn or indigestion
  3. Lay down comfortably
  4. Sleep for more than 6 hours at a time (which in a couple of weeks will seem like an eternity – it’s all about perspective)
  5. Listen to anyone else complain about being tired.

Tired