The Great Experiment…And Feeling Pretty

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So it’s Sunday, a rest day, and I have to say that I’m happy with how training went this week. Doc, Coach and I came up with a plan that’s going to dedicate March to a ‘less is more’ way of training. Running wise, it’s only putting me at about 20 miles a week, but there’s a huge focus on strength training, plyometrics and working on therapeutic conditioning like barre classes, Pilates, and Yoga. The running is super intense. Intervals pushing me a full minute faster, sprints, and fierce tempo runs.

Of course this freaks me out, because in my mind anything less than 35 steady miles a week is ‘hobby jogger’ territory, which I totally am, but every runner thinks they’re Prefontaine in their own mind. I look at the upcoming race calendar and I freak out as I compare that to my goals for 2014. How in the world am I going to make a dent in that running 20 crazy fast miles every week and lifting weights for an entire month? Mostly indoors?

I’m a doubting Thomas. I trust no one.

But Coach made a good point. Remember after the flood, when most of my training happened on a hotel treadmill? Shorter, faster runs for 6 weeks, and then I went out and KILLED the SF 10 miler? Without all of the other cross training, and eating in restaurants three times a day?

Yep. That happened. Ok, then. We’ll give it a shot.

I can say that this philosophy takes a lot of mental pressure off. You feel more like a success breaking it down and doing other things, rather than looking at your mileage log and going…uh…an 8 mile tempo, I feel like crap and only want to run 4. FAIL. So mentally, I have to say it’s a nice refresh.

We’ll see how it goes for Shamrock this year. That’s the first race of 2014, and I ran that sucker pretty fast last year.

In other news…

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Are you one of those people that primps for the gym? Like, you make sure you look really good and check the mirror a couple of times before you leave the locker room? I’m obviously not one of those people, because I’m always red-faced, gross, and covered in sweat. I also don’t see the point of getting pretty, getting gross, and then re-prettifying myself afterwards. That’s just a lot of time and steps I don’t have.

I bumped into my friend Dawn at the gym yesterday, and she’s in her cutest lulu, full makeup, awesome ponytail, and there I am…cute clothes, but bust down and ratchet as always.

WHY. I ask her. WHY. Why are you such a weirdo?

After she took a step back because I smelled funky, she essssplained to me that once a week, she comes to the gym ‘done up’ to mostly socialize and feel good. It’s usually a rest day, and she doesn’t like talking to people when she’s gross, and it’s just nice to feel pretty.

So after I wiped the snot dripping off my nose with the back of my hand, I pondered this idea. What if I went to Yoga today feeling ‘pretty’. Would I be more social? Would I feel better about my practice? I decided to give it a try. Why not? Let’s see how different it all is if I check myself in the mirror before I head out of the locker room…

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7 thoughts on “The Great Experiment…And Feeling Pretty

  1. I go to the gym unwashed sometimes – like on Sundays. After working out I’ll take a steam bath and then shower and primp there. But I NEVER go out of the house without eye makeup. So I wear it when I workout.

    I like my clothes, including gym clothes, to be color coordinated. I wear a variety of shirts – including several baggy Blackhawk ones (not actual team sweaters – I have 3 of them, but they are too good for gym). Lately I’ve also been wearing an assortment of Blingisthenewblack shirts – all because of you Jenn. You led me to them. They are fun! I never thought I’d ever where glitz, but here I go.

    I do look in the mirror in the locker room before I leave it. My gym has a ton of men and you have to go through the weight/machine room where they mostly are to get to the women only weight/machine room, (where I go), and to the track (co-ed) that I love. I don’t want to embarrass myself.

    I’m starting to not feel like such a stepchild since you posted twice in this blog in two days!

  2. Oh, and I’m less than a “hobby” jogger. On a good week I do 10 miles. But I’m old. That’s my excuse. My left knee and hip do not want to jog at all. But after I go a bit they shut up. I have to warm up carefully. It’s great you have a coach. Hope the hip is on the mend now and will cooperate.

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