How I Accidentally Ran a Half-Marathon

Yes, you read that correctly. I accidentally ran a half-marathon. (I ended up covering 13.18 miles in 2:19:35…but we’ll get to that.)

I’ve run a half-marathon every year since 2012, when I ran the Disney Princess Half-Marathon. I was just remarking the other day that I probably wouldn’t run a half this year, due to the hassle of scheduling a race around my classes. I did run the 2016 Rock ‘n Roll Philly Half-Marathon, but it was the day after a 12-hour shift at the hospital, and it was honestly a grueling experience I do not want to repeat.

(Don’t be fooled by my smile. It was tough, and slow.)

I’d pretty much resigned myself to breaking my (official) streak.

I was having one of those mornings where being in my head felt pretty awful. Luckily, running has been a pretty solid way for me to shake it off. I started my watch with no particular goal in mind. I would just run until I felt okay.

Now, you have to keep in mind, I haven’t been running regularly lately – maybe once a week. So it was pretty wild that I managed to run such a good “race.”

The first mile of a run almost always feels shaky to me. My body seems to be saying, “You’re doing this again? Why, please? You’re so close to the couch!”

At mile three, I still felt terrible. I hoped it was just taking time for me to get in the groove. Mile five was no better, so I kept going. I was two neighborhoods away from my own during mile eight, but still no closer to feeling better, so I kept going.

This flooding water fountain was a heavenly sight at mile 10.

I started feeling a bit better (and a bit exhausted!) around mile 12. But then I was so close to a half! So I turned around at the entrance to my neighborhood (which would have left me at 12.25 miles) to do a little loop. That twelfth mile slayed me. I just wanted to be done. Physically, I felt okay. Mentally, I was spent. I felt like…what was the point? Why did I just run a half for absolutely no reason?!

You can kind of see my lack of training in my splits. Yikes. (9:50, 9:44, 9:56, 9:50, 10:08, 10:18, 9:54, 10:13, 11:09, 11:23 (WATER!), 11:45 (wait…I still have to run?), 12:01 (okay, I’m ready to be done), 11:15.)

Well…I wanted to prove I could make it. I’m just making it through every day. Most days I am just satisfied I’m surviving. But sometimes, I’m pretty freakin’ happy with myself, and today is one of those days.

I may break my official streak, but I’m happy to say I’ve still run my 2017 race, even if it was unplanned.

 

The Return of the Run

It’s been a really long time since I last posted. This semester was one of the toughest of my life, with a family crisis and one of the most challenging academic semesters in college. Despite all the hectic times and crazy stress, as things are winding down, I’m realizing I have never been so happy or so fortunate before in my life.

Quick Recap:

-I ran a half-marathon in 2:35

-I fell in love with my work and with my staff at The New Paltz Oracle and pulled my first all-nighter at the paper

-I was elected and promoted to features editor at The Oracle for fall 2013

-I spent many, many hours in the J-school dungeon labs

-I threw myself into my production classes and pushed myself to become a better producer and a better journalist

-I ate a ridiculous amount of chocolate and developed an addiction strong affinity for coffee

It’s good to be back, though. I’ve missed the writing, the connection to people and the blogging community.

The semester is winding down and I’m looking forward to the summer. I’ve been so incredibly fortunate to have been selected as one of the 2013 ASME interns (American Society of Magazine Editors) this summer. I’ll be working at one of my dream magazines in the city and I couldn’t be more excited about this opportunity.

Additionally, I finally splurged and bought one of my favorite running books: Run Less, Run Faster: Become a Faster, Stronger Runner with the Revolutionary 3-Run-a-Week Training Program.

I did formal speedwork for the first time ever this week! I hate speedwork in theory, but I adore it in practice. I’m aiming for a faster 5k and hopefully this plan can finally help me break that elusive 30:00 mark in a 5k. I admit it, I’m a turtle. But maybe I won’t always be.

So onward and upward, friends. This blog is about to hit the city streets and things could get pretty amazing.