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2 Apr

I wish this was about an Usher song. It’s not.

I, Shannon, did not run 100 miles as I challenged myself to do at the beginning of April. I wanted to post this yesterday, but I didn’t want people to think I was April Foolin.

When I blog about something, suddenly I’m responsible for it. Same with saying things out loud (perhaps our politicians need to learn this too). Call Me Shannon was holding me responsible for finishing those 100 miles. I wrote about it, it was real.

I made it about halfway. Actually, I ran 59 miles in 22 days.

It’s not bad, nothing to be ashamed of, but I didn’t reach my goal. And I don’t like that.

On March 19, after running a four miler (and a six the day before), my knee felt a little weird. It did the next day too and the day after that, it hurt. Like knives. So I took it easy, thinking a few days off and I’d just run extra hard the last week.

100 miles in march 2013

When the final week of March rolled around, I realized that I would not be running. I talked to a PT at work and she checked it out. She doesn’t think it’s anything serious, but told me to rest and start running shorter distances when the pain goes away. Probably just a sprain.

I’m still not running. Even more frustrating is that I am writing this post and admitting that I’m not running. But I’m nothing if not honest. So you heard it from me, I didn’t make it.

April’s challenge will be writing the final research paper of my Mizzou career. That I will complete this month, even with a bum knee.


100 miles… so far

16 Mar

It’s update time! I told ya’ll a few weeks ago that I would be running 100 miles during March. Here’s the full post for more details.

So far, I’ve run 42 miles. 

A little behind, yes, but it’s still possible. I realize that I need to clock some longer runs in lieu of 3 or 4 milers. So far, I find it manageable to do a few miles each day, but harder to want to do a long run. I’ve always thought a 3 miler was my sweet spot. After that I remember that I’m running and I lose interest. It’s more mental than anything.

Mandy took this photo as I started mile #1 on March 1st. I was looking skeptical, at best. At that moment, I was seriously considering holding off until April.
March 1 RunThe really great thing about this picture, is if I get another one after mile #100, I’ll probably look like I lost 25lbs, thanks to that sweatshirt.

I don’t actually expect to see any weight loss for two reasons. First, I’m eating like a horse. Seriously, I’m hungry all of the time. I’m trying to eat things that my body will like, but I’m far from perfect. Lucky for me, it’s Shamrock Shake time! Second reason, I think I will be a little more toned and defined. Running builds muscle and I would like that as we slowly slip away from tights and boots season.

Along with eating like Mama June, I sleep like one of the past kings of Winterfell (GoT reference, March 31!). Seriously, I’m so ready for bed at 11 and I awake feeling refreshed at 7:05am. It’s the best feeling in the world. Consistent exercise is precious for my sleep schedule.

Just like last year, this challenge is really motivating. It makes me feel accomplished to come home after a run, stretch out and mark my mileage on the calendar. Having Erin, Kalya and my dad as company is also inspiring.

While I run, I’ve listened to a few episodes of This American Life and a whole lot of Super Bass. Like a whole lot. Perhaps there is a playlist post in my future so you will realize that I listen to the least cool music of all time.

100 Miles in a Month, April to be exact

26 Apr

So I’ve been working on a challenge all month, but I’ve been hesistant to publish it because I wasn’t sure if I could actually do it. I really hate being a disappointment, almost as much as I hate potatoes (and that’s a lot). Now that the finish line is in sight, the time has come for me to be honest with my humble, yet loyal audience.

My month of April has been spent running. My goal was to run 100 miles during the month. Let’s be clear, they are not the fastest nor the prettiest 100 miles.

If you just did the math in your head, it comes out to a little over three miles each day. Doable, right? Yes, unless you ever take a day off for rain or being busy or whatever.

I’ve ran at least three miles everyday, though now four mile days are the regular. The numbers are really motivating me. I like writing my day’s work on the calendar.

Over the course of the month, my runing has definately improved. I’m a little more consistent with my time (about a nine minute mile) and my body hurts less and less. It feels less like a chore and more like therapy. The music on my ipod is getting a little stale, so I’m open to suggestions!

I really think running is a disease. I like it more and more. Heck, I did an eight mile run last weekend. That’s nuts for me. During March, I ran two to three miles a few times a week, so I was prepared a little.

I feel like I have the disease when I get in the zone and smile at other runners on the trail. I want to high-five them, but I think that might be weird. It just feels like I belong to this awesome athletic community.

On that eight miler, around mile five or six I started tell myself jokes that I made up. I am not joking. It was weird and they weren’t funny at all, but running Shannon was cracking up.

Some people say running is a drug. Well, I have never tried drugs, but if drugs are anything like a sweaty run, I’m not interested. I’d rather eat ice cream or watch RENT, again. I do feel a little addicted to it, but then again I think I am also dependent on my Google Reader to an unhealthy point.

So what am I going to do when I reach 100? Well I’m 18 miles away and I do not know yet. Maybe some new running shoes?