What a week!  So much has happened since I’ve last posted.  I had one terrible job interview, and one great one where I was offered the job almost immediately.  This means a lot of change here at Running for Clarity, but not until after the half, thank Rasillon.

So last week, some runs were cut short due to being exhausted/drained/travel.  I’m ok with it.  I’ve put the mileage in for 14 weeks and it’s slow taper time.  I feel good, strong and healthy.  I’m ready for 8 October.

Monday’s run: 4.5 miles done.  I felt good.

Wednesday’s run: 3 miles on the treadmill.  I was tired and stressed and needed to pack for Cardiff, so I ran 3 miles and called it a day.

Thursday’s run: 2 miles on the hotel treadmill.  At this point I’d been up since half 5, taken a train for 5+ hours, and walked around Cardiff for several hours.  I was lucky I got 2 miles done!  I had a nice long soak in the hotel hot tub after.

Saturday’s run: 8 miles.  I felt really good for most of this run, although it got really humid halfway in.


 

Most importantly, I’m raising money for Switchboard as part of fundraising for the Royal Parks Half.

Switchboard have been working to support and lend an ear to vulnerable LGBT+ young people since before I was born.  Young people that may not have anyone else to turn to in their lives due to homophobia, biphobia, transphobia, bullying and cyberbullying, and any other issues that occur in their lives.

For those of you that don’t know (and where have you been?) I recently completed my doctoral thesis on cyberbullying and the reasons why young people might engage in such behaviours and how educators in this age are NOT always able or willing to understand these behaviours and actions or have the desire to get involved.

This makes charities like Switchboard all the more important for young people who need someone in their corner, especially if they feel they are all alone.  I feel very strongly about this, and if I could volunteer with them, I would be doing so in an instant. This is why in the last fundraiser we had, I put my money where my mouth is, and matched the final donation total.

In the end, I’m trying to raise awareness and money to allow them to continue to do the important work they are engaged in.

For more information on the fundraiser: https://markgatissbirthdayproject.tumblr.com/

To donate: Visit the fundraising page.

It’s been pretty busy around here lately and I haven’t had time time (or energy tbh) to blog.  Last week was hectic as I had a job interview that prompted a schedule change and some other things going on as well, such as getting another job interview on the docket for later this week.

Needless to say, it’s been a bit stressful and running has helped deal with some of it, at the very least.

So week 13-

Run 1: 3 miles

Normally, I run 4.5 on Monday, but lack of sleep and anxiety from the job interview had me push out a quick 3 miles when I got home.

 

Run 2: 4 miles

Another night with poor sleep left me with low energy for this run.  That and my legs were aching from Pilates the evening before.

 

Run 3: 5 miles (making up the missing half from the day before)

Mostly, I was thinking about the massage I had booked for later that day!

 

Run 4: 10 miles (the long run of the week)- and the last double digit run until my birthday!

I could say a lot about this run.  How I didn’t feel awake enough for it or a variety of other excuses, but the issue is, for me, is that when things get tough, I stop.  I slow down to a slow walk and contemplate my existence.  It’s tough.  I get so worried about pushing myself that I end up doing the complete opposite.  Running is a very mental thing for me, and it gets frustrating to no end to see people who have run for a fraction of the time I have having amazing times and I’m lucky I can keep above a 13 minute mile on a long run.  It really gets me down.  It’s not a reflection on them, it’s on me.  I am just beyond irritated with myself at this point and I know I need to figure some things out, or accept I will never have the success I want.

And last but not least, my fundraiser is active!

The fundraiser benefits Switchboard, and last year we were able to raise over £3000 for them!  All the details can be found on the tumblr page.

Welcome to week 12!  I’m tired!  😂 After running 12 miles on Saturday, all I have done is eat and try to sleep. Ok, that’s not exactly true, but as a quick summary it works.  I’ve decided to try and blog about the first two runs while they are still fresh in my mind, as last week I really didn’t do them justice.

Run 1: 3 miles on the treadmill

Monday’s run is usually 4.5 miles, but as it was raining quite heavily out, I went to the gym.  They were still doing renovations and painting, and it smelled like paint, so I cut the run short at 3 miles.  It was also quite awkward to be the only one on the open treadmills and to have the gym people cleaning and moving things about and I really felt in the way.  The run was ok, but I know the pace suffered with the smell of paint and all.

Run 2: 4.5 miles

Wednesday runs are always tough.  I take 2 hours of Pilates on Tuesday evenings, so Wednesday morning I’m usually a bit sore based on what we did in class.  There was a lot of hip and glute work last night and I was definitely feeling it this afternoon.  I ran a bit later as I had an appointment earlier in the morning and it was ok.  Not stellar or impressive by any means.

Now that it’s cooler here in Scotland, I need to remember to use my inhaler before my runs which I did today.  I did feel like breathing was a bit better, but it was then sucked away as I ran back directly into a chilly headwind.  😬 I’m also definitely feeling every extra pound I meant to shed by now.  I’ve gotten really, really good at maintaining, but I still have a ways to go, and I know that my running will improve once I do so.  I will probably continue to maintain now that I’m getting close to the end of the training, and after the half, get a more balanced approach between running, lifting, and cutting weight (just in time for the holiday season!- oh wait, that never applies to me unless you count Gingerbread lattes.) 😂

 

Tomorrow I will be running Monday’s speed work session, most likely on the treadmill as it’s supposed to rain all day here.  Hopefully I will be less sore tomorrow!

I didn’t have much to say this week, so I didn’t blog about each individual run.  I missed my first training run on Monday as I hadn’t gotten much sleep and then I had my hair and makeup done for graduation pictures and it seemed a waste to take it all off to go for a run.  This bothered me more than I expected it to, and I was pretty annoyed with myself for not just getting up and going out on the run to start with.

Wednesday was a 4.5 mile run which was fine as was Thursday’s 3 miler.

Today was a very slow, very humid 10 miles that was fraught with technological issues.  My Fitbit kept either pausing itself or wasn’t un-pausing after I had stopped at traffic lights. And then Runkeeper paused and wouldn’t un-pause.  🙄  I have no idea what was going on, but finally I was done and back home.

I’ve certainly had better runs, but given that it was over 80% humidity while I was out there, I was ok with how it went apart from how slow I was.  I just couldn’t maintain a steady pace and I’m not sure if it was the humidity or I was just tired.  Hopefully, next week will be better for all of my runs!

 

 

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As part of running the Royal Parks Half Marathon, once again I will be fundraising for Switchboard LGBT.  To donate, please visit my fundraising page!  (Hopefully I can fix the pictures this week!)

I actually just wrote an entire post and it got lost, which is sad.  Although, I suppose it really doesn’t matter considering the fact that the last post I wrote had one view.  Meaning one person read it.  Just one.  😢  Which is also the number of people I’ve spoken to with my voice today, cats not included.  I’m not sure which is more pathetic.

At any rate, today’s run was once again on the treadmill, as Glasgow is quite damp and rainy at the moment, and there are few things in life I like less than getting my feet wet.  It was a run where it was a battle of wills; mine against the treadmill.  While I wasn’t overly tired or hungry or thirsty, it just felt like an overwhelming task for some reason.  I continued on, but I did want to just stop at mile 3 and go home.

I was glad when there was only a half mile left and I pushed it as hard as I could, just so it would be over.

The remainder of the week looks rainy, which is a bummer.  I was hoping it would be ok on Saturday for the race.  Hopefully the rain will hold off until after.

 

I know these posts aren’t exactly exciting, but it does show the realities of training for a race and how it feels to do so.  Some runs are fun, and some you are just in your head hoping you have the mental fortitude to make it through.  If there was a way to make that a bit more lively, I’d certainly be doing it!