I opted to tackle the marathon in hopes of getting another B.Q. Doing a marathon this year was part of my master plan from last year. I raced 3 half marathons and a bunch of other smaller races in 2011 to try and work at building up my speed. I lost a bunch of weight along the way and gained a whole lot of speed in the process. I started off my race season at the beginning of March at the Chilly Half Marathon, the day after my birthday. I went into the race with zero expectations of myself and ended up beating my previous half marathon P.B. by almost 3 minutes and winning my AG by almost 5 minutes to boot.
Happy Birthday to Me! Take that 41!
|On my way to a PB|
|Through the rollers, sucking wind.|
Mississauga Marathon. I had hoped to break 3:20. An aggressive goal for sure but one that I was confident I could manage if I was smart. It was a tough race and I wasn't properly dressed but I managed to pull off a 3:18 and land on the podium again as the 3rd place female masters finisher. Say what?
|Somewhere around the halfway mark, before the foot cramps started|
|Pic courtesy of Barbara Goss|
The rest of June & July I focused on getting back on my bike. August was going to be a big month of racing. I registered for 3 races in a row: the Toronto 10 Miler, Bala Falls Triathlon and the Toronto Island Triathlon. Then at the end of July, I tweaked my calf. Running went out the window. I missed the Toronto 10 Miler and Bala Falls but I managed to do the Toronto Island Tri. I pulled off a 4th place AG finish. Given the fact that I had just come back after almost 3 weeks off, I was pretty pleased.
Oakville Half Marathon. No PB here but I did manage to snag the overall Masters Female win. Wheee. No pics cause G ran it with me!
October brought the Scotiabank Half Marathon on a very soggy Sunday. My plan was to run 12km to the start and then do the race so I could get my last 20 miler done before NYC. I wasn't sure how that would go as I was dealing with achilles issues. I gutted out a 1:34:16, which was 30 seconds faster than last year and I had a ton of fun.
|Rock on with yo' big bad self! Pic courtesy of Bob Weeks.|
If you had said to me at the beginning of the year that I was going to take 4 trips this year, I would have said you were nuts, especially since we just finished rebuilding our house in December of last year. Never in a million years did I think we'd travel as much as we did this year. I knew we were going to be going to Jamaica (friends wedding) and NYC but I figured that was it. Somehow we managed to squeeze a trip to San Francisco to visit friends (yay for RBC Avion miles!) about a month after coming back from Jamaica and a trip to Paris just 3 weeks after going to New York. Ok so the Paris trip was a business trip for G but I was lucky enough to tag along. I got to run in 4 different places this year. Amazing. There are no words for how lucky I feel. Except maybe THANK YOU UNIVERSE. I know I wouldn't have made it through some of these trips if it wasn't for the work I did on myself. Cue the next category.
|This was before I discovered the amazing maps in Garmin Connect. Yeah, I'm a little late to the party.|
|This was one of my favourite runs this year - through Blackie's Pasture in Tiburon, CA.|
|My 2 loops around Central Park, NYC|
|Our first run in Paris, dodging pedestrians and crazy french drivers. Amazing|
Last year, I think all the success I was having with my racing helped bottle up what I was really running away from. Between 2009 and 2010 G and I tried in vain to start a family. 3 rounds of failed IVF treatments resulted in a great deal of heartache. I initially channeled that heartache into taking control of my body once again. I did that with resounding success in 2011. Emotionally though, I never really dealt with all the things I was feeling. Running helped quell those emotions but not deal with them. Those feelings started manifesting as various anxieties or even worse, amplifying existing anxieties like my fear of flying. After having a panic attack of epic proportions on a flight to the Dominican in 2010, I decided it was high time I did something about it other than have to take atavan every time I got on a plane. Mid-summer I started seeing a Cognitive Behavioural Therapist. She helped me work through the anxieties and things I was feeling and I can confidently say that I can now fly without taking anything. I made it to Paris and back without any issues. All the little things that I used to be anxious about don't bother me any more. Getting this dealt with was the best possible thing to come out of 2012. I feel like I can live my life fully now with little or no trepidation. I'm still working through a lot of the emotional fallout but the anxiety has gone. I think the Universe had to physically slow me down first in order for me to deal with this, thus my calf and achilles injuries cropping up almost back to back. At least that's my theory.
Most importantly, I wouldn't have been able to do any of this without the love and support of my amazing G. He is my lover, my best friend, my sole mate and my number one fan and I can't imagine my life without him in it.
Happy New Year to all my readers. I can't thank you enough for stopping by and taking the time to read my random thoughts and ramblings. I wish you a year filled with health, happiness and many many miles.