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Ice Ice Baby

Yesterday the high was 51 degrees and my backyard was a huge, gross, muddy mess. Which means my dogs turned into nasty mud monsters, and were literally covered head to toe in mud. Fun times. ๐Ÿ˜‰

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You can’t really tell in the photo, but trust me Finn (pictured here) and Dean are so bad that they’ve been sleeping in the computer room to keep mud out of our bedroom. Lily doesn’t spend as much time outside as them, so she’s not really that bad. ๐Ÿ™‚

This morning when I woke up, it was pouring down rain, which gradually turned into snow/ice. Ah the joy’s of living in the Midwest haha. But on the bright side, all of the mud in my backyard is frozen, so at least that’s something.

Now, I know it sounds like I’m complaining but I’m kinda not hahaha. Well, I am complaining about the mud, but that’s beside the point. ๐Ÿ˜‰ But if you’ve been following me for a while now you probably know that I’m actually a big fan of winter weather. But the problem is ice tends to be a little more dangerous than snow. So with that in mind I tried to get out and get a run done before the rain really turned into ice and before the roads started to freeze over. I was not successful haha.

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I also realized that most of my winter running gear is super dark. That’s not really a big deal if it’s sunny and clear out, but it was super grey and rainy/icy today. So I had to wear my blaze orange hat over my winter hat. Haha I’m probablyย  the coolest runner you”ll see today. ๐Ÿ˜‰

Anyway, after I got geared up I spent 10 minutes on my stationary bike just to warm up a little bit, got out the door and immediately slipped on the ice on my front porch. That was when I knew I was in for an interesting run! If you can really call it a run that is! I spent most of my time slipping and sliding all over the place, walking over really icy spots, and stopping for cars. Haha it was kinda fun though, battling the ice and eventually the crazy gusts of wind. Althoughย  thanks to the wind a basketball hoop that’s at the end of a street and therefore right next to the road almost fell right on top of me. That could have been bad. Luckily I got out of the way in time. ๐Ÿ™‚ And the whole time I was out there the temperture kept dropping and the road just got worse and worse, so by the time I made it to my driveway I called it good and quit, instead of making a point to hit exactly 4 miles like I usually would. Haha but I mean, that’s close enough. ๐Ÿ˜‰

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After my run I warmed up with some coffee, quickly cleaned my bathroom, and then warmed up even more with a nice, hot shower. I swear nothing beats a really hot shower after a cold, wet run. It felt amazing. ๐Ÿ™‚ After that I enjoyed a delicious bacon, egg, and cheese sandwich, and now here we are! Feeling like a total bad ass for braving the ice, cold, and wind. Super cozy in a pair of fuzzy socks and my Longview Half hoodie. And just feeling all together awesome. Today is a good day. ๐Ÿ™‚

If you’re experiencing ice/snow/crazy winter weather, have fun but stay safe out there! Ice is no joke!!

Happy Thursday!

~Ashley

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I may or may not have had a mouthful of delicious sandwich when I took this photo.ย 

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Longview Half Marathon Recap 11/11/17

It’s done! Finally! This terrible, horrible, crazy training cycle is finally over! My 3rd half marathon is done, I did it, and I never have to worry about half marathon number 3 ever again!!!! ๐Ÿ˜‰

I know I’ve talked about how and why this training cycle just did not go well about 8 billion times, but I figure for the purpose of this race recap I should mention why, yet again. So just real quick, I hurt my knee in August, was unable to run for most of August and September because of that. I had a bunch of crazy life stuff going on; family stuff, a friend who died, and some other randomness. Then a week before race day I got sick with a terrible chest cold and I found out during the race that I definitely was not as over it as I thought it was.

Okey Dokey, now that that’s out of the way, I just want to take a second to say that I’m a little bit disappointed with how the Longview Half was organized this year. I know this race is still really new (this was literally the 4th year they’ve held it) and I’m sure there are plenty of kinks to work out, but I just feel like the previous two years that I ran this race it went a little bit better. Especially in regards to the aid stations.

So first off, I don’t think there are enough porta potties at the starting line. Especially now that there are more runners because of the 5k that’s attached to this event now. I’m pretty sure the half started a few minutes late because of the amount of runners still in line to use the porta potties. I do, however, really appreciate the person (I’m not sure if he was a race official or a volunteer, but I can only assume he was somehow involved with putting on the race) who was encouraging the 5k runners to let the half marathon runners go first. I do not appreciate the man who was wearing jeans and obviously not a runner, who was in front of me in line….Come on people, let the runners go first!!! We paid to be here, do this thing, and use all of the race amenities.

Second off, I feel like the aid station situation was a complete disaster! I’m not sure who the aid station volunteers were this year, but for the most part they seemed to mostly be a bunch of high school age kids and they were super duper unorganized. Like, last year and the year before the first couple of people handing out cups would have water and then the next couple of people would have water and it was nice and organized and easy to make it through the aid station with what you needed. This was not the case this year. This year it was all completely random. Some people had Gatorade, some had water, some had both, and a lot of them weren’t telling you what they had, so you’d have to ask. I guess that’s not reallyย that big of a deal, but it was a little confusing. But what really sucked was that a lot of these kids were running around the tables, in the road, and just all over the place. That was super stressful and confusing. At one point I wasn’t even sure where I was supposed to go because people were running around everywhere and standing in front of the arrows pointing out the race course, and it sucked. Also, I don’t think the Gatorade was mixed properly. The previous two years I ran this race the Gatorade tasted fine, but this year it was super watered down and gross…That was crazy disappointing.

And yet again the person who was supposed to be calling out names at the finish line missed a bunch of people this year. I didn’t get to witness this and I actually got announced as I crossed the finish line this year (last year I didn’t), but my husband Luke did, and he told me it was really starting to piss him off. He told me that just doesn’t seem fair because this is a bunch of people’s big day and that everyone deserves to feel like a bad ass athlete at the finish line of their race, and I totally agree! I don’t think it’s fair that some people miss out on that. And I can personally say that it is a little bit disappointing when you don’t get to hear your name being announced as you cross the finish line, because like I said, I didn’t get that last year.

Alrighty then! Now that that’s out of the way, lets talk about my race day!!

It started at 5:45 am, which I now know was waaay too late haha. The race started at 8 am and is 40 minutes away from my house, so I thought that would give me enough time to eat, get dressed, and then get to the starting line with plenty of time to spare, but that was not the case. I ate what I could (I was getting pretty nervous at this point so that wasn’t much haha), drank some coffee, let my dogs out, got dressed, let two of the dogs back in because they are the two that can’t/don’t want to be left in the yard for extended periods of time, woke up Luke (who was myย chauffeur/coach/motivational speaker/photographer/cheerleader/anything else I needed him to be. Basically what I’m saying is he had to do all of the hard work and all I had to do was run ๐Ÿ˜‰ ), and got all loaded up into the car by about 6:20 am, which was about 20 minutes later than we should have left. Oops.

That really only ended up being a problem because of race day traffic, which was obviously expected, and I just want to say that I think the police officers who were out there directing traffic in the cold did an awesome job. They were all super nice and took very good care of us runners, so I thanked as many of them as I could while I was out on the course. Seriously, I’m so great full for what they were out there doing. ๐Ÿ™‚

So anyway, the parking situation seemed to go pretty smoothly, and we got parked and to the start area with about 10 minutes before the starting time. That kinda sucked because like I said before, the lines for the porta potties were pretty long and I had to pee, but on the bright side, at least I didn’t have to stand in the cold for a long amount of time. Haha not gonna lie though, while standing in line for the porta potties Luke was starting to stress me out by constantly asking me what time it was and saying that some of the runners weren’t going to start on time. A bunch of us missed the national anthem (I was literally peeing while it happened) but the race started a few minutes late, so I think most of us got lined up just in time. ๐Ÿ™‚

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Me being slightly stressed out by the 5k runners who were mingling in with the half marathoners at the starting line, but at least I made it there! ๐Ÿ™‚

Luckily all of the confusion with the 5k runners just generally being in the way at the starting line didn’t last too long. I had just enough time to shove my phone into the pocket in my tights before we were counted down and sent onto our 13.1 mile journey back to where we started.

I started out near the 3 hour pacer, but within the first half mile-ish I ended up near the 2:50 pacer. I knew that probably wasn’t a good idea, but the second I started running I feltย amazing!ย The weather was nice; cloudy and chilly. My legs were fresh and felt great. I was ready to go! At this point I still had no plans other than finishing, but I thought it was going to be a great run!! Unfortunately I was very wrong…

The first mile flew by, as I think most first miles do during a race. By mile two I was nice and warmed up, so I ditched my hoodie at the first aid station and only got away with a single cup of water instead of a cup of Gatorade like I had wanted, because of some of the aid station confusion that I had mentioned before. But that early into the race I wasn’t all that worried about it.

So mile two is where the biggest hill on the course is, and the Longview Half has a timing mat at the bottom and top of this hill, and gives out a “King Of The Mountain” award to the fastest man and woman to make it up the hill, which I think is super duper neat! Even thought that’s something I’ll never win hahaha. Especially since I walked up mostย  of the hill, but that was part of my plan and I was gonna stick to it because I wanted the good feelings I was experiencing to last. Near the top of the hill I started running again and I felt strong as hell! Apparently I looked strong too, because the announcer at the top of the hill said I was making it look easy. I liked him. ๐Ÿ™‚ There was also another race photographer at the top of the hill and I think those would have been some of my best race photos. They actually posted the race photos last night, but the King of the Mountain photos stopped at the 2:40 pace group and at that point I think I was still running near the 2:50, which sucks…I asked about that on their Facebook page and haven’t heard anything back yet, but it is still pretty early and I’m still super impressed that they got most of the photos up so quickly!

Anyway, around the 5k mark I backed off a little because I knew I was probably running too fast considering the lack of training I went into this thing with. So once I got to around mile 4 I was running near the 2:55 pacer and still feeling good! At the mile 4 aid station I discovered the gross, poorly mixed Gatorade, but I was glad that I had gotten some, along with a cup of water. This was also the aid station that I got a bit confused at because of all of the craziness that was going on with the volunteers, but it didn’t take me long to continue on my way in the correct direction. This was also the point in the race that I wanted to eat the first half of one of my Honey Stinger waffles, but the gross Gatorade upset my stomach and was only able to take a few bites of one. But it was still pretty early into the race and I was still feeling great, so I wasn’t all that worried about it. Especially since I was hoping that the Gatorade at that aid station was just a fluke and that it would be better at the other aid stations, but it did not…

Miles 5 and 6 were pretty uneventful. I was still feeling good, running in between the two 2:55 pacers (I think one was planning on finishing a little bit before 2:55 and the other planned on finishing a little after). At mile 6 I was yet again disappointed by the nasty Gatorade situation, but there was no point of worrying about it then, so I didn’t. But I did get two cups of it at that aid station, because it was so diluted and I wanted to make sure I was getting an adequate amount of electrolytes.

Anyway, around mile 7 I was feeling strong as hell. I was tackling the hills and felt great doing it, still running with the 2:55 pacer and talking to her a little bit. I’m pretty sure she started calling me “Nike” at this point because of my shirt haha. She was pretty awesome!

Around this time I had started getting anxious to see Luke, because near the end of mile 7 was where he had planned on being. I finally found him and he walked with me for a few seconds. He had a water bottle with him so I took a drink and I handed off my gloves because my hands felt warm enough and my sunglasses because they were fogging up and pissing me off. He told me I looked good, wished me luck, and then we parted ways.

Then mile 8 happened. Fuck you mile 8!ย I made it through the aid station alright. Got more water and gross Gatorade. Tried to eat a few more bites of one of my Honey Stinger waffles, but I was nowhere near following my fueling plan at this point. Anyway, about half way through mile 8 the wheels completely came off the bus. I was starting to get really dizzy, which was super frustrating because aside from the dizziness I still felt great!

Around mile 9 I started coughing and hacking pretty badly. That’s when I realized I wasn’t as over my cold as I had thought and that I obviously still had phlegm in my lungs, which I think what might have been causing me to be dizzy. That along with my not so great fueling. I was getting even more dizzy at this point, so I ended up walking all of mile 9 and losing the 2:55 pace group.

Around mile 10 I was still dizzy, still walking, and had been passed by the 3 hour pace group, but I was just right behind them. But I felt fucking awful. This was for real the worst I’veย everย felt and I had no idea how I was going to make it another 3 miles…Especially since mile 11 takes you over the lake which tends to be the hardest part of the race for me, since you have to deal with some strong bursts of wind coming off of the lake. But once I saw the mile 11 sign I started running again. I was still feeling pretty awful, but I wasn’t as dizzy. Plus I having 2 miles to go seemed a little less daunting than 3. There is another race photographer on the bridge during mile 11 and that’s where I’ve been doing my smiley, thumbs up photo, but this year I didn’t have it in me. This photographer was doing a really good job of getting a photo of every person by themselves and she perfectly captured how I felt in that moment. Fucking terrible.

Haha in the moment I knew I was going to look terrible in these and I regretted that a little bit, but now I’m actually really glad I have them. They definitely show just how much I was struggling, but I persevered and made it to the finish line!

Anyway, once I made it to the 12 mile mark I knew I was going to finish, but I had lost sight of the 3 hour pacer and I honestly thought I was going to be coming in at 3:10, 3:15 ish. Part of me was really upset about that, but I was also just really glad to be that close to the finish and I started chanting “One more mile. One more mile. Just one more mile.” to myself. And honestly that last mile wasn’t too bad. I was feeling less awful by then and knowing that I was so close to the finish line was definitely helping.

And then the finish line was in sight! I swear I’ve never been so happy to see a finish line in my life! Haha and I feel like that’s kinda saying something, considering I’ve only done 5 races (including this one) at this point. Once I got close enough to read the clock I glanced up and was genuinely surprised to see something close to 3:03. I was still under the impression that I was going to be crossing the finish line of my 3rd half marathon slower than I had finished my first. So that was a pleasant surprise. It was also nice to get to hear my name called as I crossed the finish line, because like I said before, I didn’t get that last year.

So my official time was 3:02:34, which was better than my first half (which I did in 3:09:32), and slower than my second half last year (which I did in 2:52:42). So I’m actually pretty happy with that time. Considering my not so great training, how badly the second half of this race went for me, and the fact that my only goal was to finish. ๐Ÿ™‚

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After I crossed the finish line I got my medal, had my timing chip clipped off, was handed a bottle of water, and found my husband. I also looked for someone handing out mylar blankets because it was still pretty chilly, but it didn’t appear that they had any. I asked Luke if they had run out, but he said he never saw anyone with one and he didn’t think they handed them out at all, which was just yet anther disappointing thing at this years race, but oh well.

So at that point I was ready to go, but Luke told me I needed a photo by the finish line so he told me to stand in front of the Longview sign, told me to look a little less miserable, and took the photo.

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This was my best attempt at not looking miserable haha. But I was pretty darn stoked to be done and wearing my medal. ๐Ÿ™‚

After Luke took my photo I went to see if there was any food left. Most of the booths that had been set up at the start were either gone or in the process of being taken down which kinda sucked, but I can’t really complain considering they technically want you to finish in 3 hours. Anyway, all that was left was a few yogurt, some chocolate milk, and granola bars. But the first year I did this half there was still a bunch of chicken noodle soup left, and I believe there was still some chili left last year (haha but I definitely didn’t want any chili after running 13.1 miles), so that was just kinda the cherry on top of all of the disappointment of how this thing was organized this year.

That all really sucks because I really do love this course and this race, and I think it could get more popular over the years, but only if it’s organized better. There needs to be more porta potties and maybe the porta potties need to be sectioned off so that only the runners can use them. And they need better aid station volunteers. And I mean, I really do appreciate them all being out there for us, but the aid stations were super chaotic this year,ย  whereas the previous two years I’ve run this race they were much more organized.

But on the bright side, the finisher’s medal is pretty spiffy and the participation hoodie is pretty sweet, so at least there’s that. ๐Ÿ™‚

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Haha I got a little off track there. But anyways, I grabbed a chocolate milk and while we were walking to the car Luke told me all of the things he was disappointed with about how this years race was organised and promised me any kind of food that I wanted haha. So at first I wanted a bagel from Panera, but then I though Starbucks coffee sounded really good. So while we were on our way to Starbucks I changed my mind and told Luke we should get Chinese food, so we ended up going to a Bo Lings instead. Hahaha so I guess I just want to take this time to thank Luke for being so patient with my slightly out of it, post half marathon self, and for taking me to Bo Lings. ๐Ÿ™‚ ๐Ÿ™‚ ๐Ÿ™‚

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Post race feast!!

So yeah, this post is pretty long so thanks to anyone who read it all the way to the end! But I think that pretty much covers it! ๐Ÿ™‚ I’m very happy for this training cycle to be over and to have a 3rd half marathon under my belt. Now it’s time to rest, recover, and then move on to other things!

~Ashley

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Half Marathon Number 3 Is Done! Thank Goodness!!!

This training cycle kicked my ass. It chewed me up, spit me out, and stomped me into the dirt for good measure. I battled a hot, miserable summer, just long enough to get hurt. I spent most of August and September not running thanks to a nagging knee injury. I started running again in October and was able to slowly and carefully start re-building a little bit of mileage, just to get hit with a chest cold from Hell the week before race week. Thanks to said cold, I missed three more days of running and spent a week and a half trying to get healthy again. Or at least healthy enough to cover 13.1 miles without feeling like absolute death. 
In the midst of all of that I dealt with the same old everyday stuff we all have to deal with. Thereโ€™s been some drama going down in my family, Iโ€™ve been dealing with a lot of personal stuff, and I lost a good friend to depression. Iโ€™ve dealt with a lot of bullshit to say the least. 

So yeah, it came as no surprise to me that the race also kicked my ass haha. It actually started off really well and I felt super strong going up the hills and basically unstoppable on the down hills. Unfortunately the wheels came off the bus maybe half way into mile 8. I got really dizzy, ended up having to walk quite a bit, and not gonna lie, at mile 10 I wasnโ€™t sure I was gonna make it, but somehow I crossed the finish line in 3:02:34. Thatโ€™s better than my first half marathon 2 years ago, but not as good as my second last year. Itโ€™s all good though, I made to the finish and that was my only goal, so Iโ€™m proud of myself for accomplishing it! 


Alrighty then, thatโ€™s all for now! But I will have a full race recap up in the next few days! 

~Ashley

Half Marathon Number 3 Is Done! Thank Goodness!!!

This training cycle kicked my ass. It chewed me up, spit me out, and stomped me into the dirt for good measure. I battled a hot, miserable summer, just long enough to get hurt. I spent most of August and September not running thanks to a nagging knee injury. I started running again in October and was able to slowly and carefully start re-building a little bit of mileage, just to get hit with a chest cold from Hell the week before race week. Thanks to said cold, I missed three more days of running and spent a week and a half trying to get healthy again. Or at least healthy enough to cover 13.1 miles without feeling like absolute death. 
In the midst of all of that I dealt with the same old everyday stuff we all have to deal with. Thereโ€™s been some drama going down in my family, Iโ€™ve been dealing with a lot of personal stuff, and I lost a good friend to depression. Iโ€™ve dealt with a lot of bullshit to say the least. 

So yeah, it came as no surprise to me that the race also kicked my ass haha. It actually started off really well and I felt super strong going up the hills and basically unstoppable on the down hills. Unfortunately the wheels came off the bus maybe half way into mile 8. I got really dizzy, ended up having to walk quite a bit, and not gonna lie, at mile 10 I wasnโ€™t sure I was gonna make it, but somehow I crossed the finish line in 3:02:34. Thatโ€™s better than my first half marathon 2 years ago, but not as good as my second last year. Itโ€™s all good though, I made to the finish and that was my only goal, so Iโ€™m proud of myself for accomplishing it! 


Alrighty then, thatโ€™s all for now! But I will have a full race recap up in the next few days! 

~Ashley

Oh Shit, Itโ€™s Race Week!

I guess that means I should start being a little more positive and stop worrying about the things I canโ€™t control, or the training I didnโ€™t get to do because of an injury, or the fact that I got sick last week and am still getting over that virus. But I do like to complain, so I promise nothing! ๐Ÿ˜‰

So, things that I can control, do, and that I plan on taking very seriously this week are as follow; 

  • Get enough sleep. Iโ€™ve been doing pretty well with sleep, so Iโ€™ve just gotta keep that up!
  • Drink enough water. I havenโ€™t been doing so great with this one. Like, I know you need to drink more when youโ€™re sick, by itโ€™s so hard to do when you donโ€™t feel like drinking or even eating much. 
  • Eat a little better. Since Iโ€™ve been sick Iโ€™ve been living off of canned soup and Halloween candy, because same as the above with water. Not ideal, but hey, what are you gonna do? ๐Ÿ˜‰
  • Make a kick ass playlist. Because if Iโ€™m gonna suffer Iโ€™m gonna have fun doing it, damn it!
  • Visualize my fueling strategy for the race. So, 1 Honey Stinger waffles at the starting line, maybe half an hour before the gun goes off. 1 cup of water at every aid station and water AND Gatorade at every other aid station (the aid stations are about every 2 miles which is exactly what I trained for! Go me!). Along with 1/2 of a Honey Stinger waffles around miles 4, 6, 8, and 10. And maybe a cup of beer around mile 11 if theyโ€™re handing it out again. ๐Ÿ˜‰ Hahaha my fuel plan is literally the only plan Iโ€™ve worked out for this half, so Iโ€™m hardcore clinging to it! 

Whew, alrighty then! Iโ€™m not anywhere near the realm of prepared for this half marathon, but Iโ€™ve covered the distance twice before and I know I can make it to that finish line again. And thatโ€™s my only goal; crossing the finish line. 

Iโ€™m coming for you half marathon number 3!!

~Ashley

10 Miles In Struggleville

Look out half marathon number 3! I’m coming for you!! I feel like it’s gonna suck and I’m not going to be having much fun, but now I know I can do it!!

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My long run this morning, it was pretty terrible. I’m not at all surprised by that though. This was the longest run I’ve done since August, so I kinda figured it was going to suck. Honestly most of my problem was probably mental. I didn’t sleep well last night and running 10 miles was literally the last thing I wanted to do. But I knew that if I didn’t get it done this morning that I probably never would, so I went out and did it. It sucked. It was slow. I had to fight for every single step that I took. But I did it and I’m probably better for it. Maybe I didn’t improve my fitness at all, but I think I made huge strides with my metal toughness today.

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After my run I decided I needed to continue torturing myself and take an ice bath haha. Ice baths are usually a pretty miserable experience, but my legs always end up feeling a lot better in the hours and days following a long run and ice bath, so I suck it up and I do it. Haha the only problem with that was that I didn’t have any ice!

The ice maker in my freezer has been broken for quite some time now and I keep forgetting to get a bag of ice whenever I’m out and about. So when I had about 2 miles left in my run I texted Luke and asked him if he could get me some, and some chocolate milk too. ๐Ÿ˜‰ He was at work, but I could have stopped by and picked it up once I was done. So he did get me what I asked for, but thanks to my awesome next door neighbor I didn’t have to go get it! She had gone there to talk to Luke to see if I could baby sit her daughter today, because she’s not feeling well and wants some time to just relax. So he told her I could (after he texted me and asked me first haha) and he sent my milk and ice with her, so by the time I got home it was sitting on my front porch. So yeah, my husband’s awesome, my neighbor’s awesome, and I was reminded that running really is a team sport. ๐Ÿ™‚ Haha and I’m also baby sititng a 3 year old by myself today, which is waaay out of my comfort zone (I just don’t feel like I’m good with small children), but she’s a good kid and enjoys hanging out here.

Anyways, my excitement of not having to go get my stuff was very short lived, because I mean, I had to go spend 20 minutes sitting in a tub full of ice cold water. Fun times…Haha luckily Winchester decided to keep my company during that little adventure. Honestly he seemed very confused about the fact that I was fully clothed in a bathtub full of freezing cold water. And thanks to my wonderful husband I had many options as to what I was drinking while I was in there; I had my hot coffee to make the experience a little less terrible, my favorite flavor of Gatorade that he had picked up for me the other day and that I’d been sipping on during my run, and the chocolate milk that I’d asked for. ๐Ÿ™‚

 

After my ice bath I ate a little snack and waited for about 30 minutes before I took a nice hot shower (I think I read somewhere that you’re supposed to wait a little bit after ice baths before you get into a hot shower, to let your core temperature get closer to normal by itself. I have no idea if that was long enough, but oh well. ๐Ÿ˜‰ ), then attempted to nap. After laying down for a few minutes I knew that wasn’t going to happen. It seems like no matter how tired I am after a long run I can never seem to nap. Does anyone else have this problem?

Anyway, it’s 1:26 pm as I type this, and my neighbor is supposed to be here around 2 or 3 ish, so I need to go pick up the house and do a little bit of stretching before she gets here.

Happy Saturday!

~Ashley

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Fall Is Almost Here, Two Short Runs, An Injury Update, Compression Gear, and Another Furry Friend

First and foremost, #ThrowbackThursday anyone? ๐Ÿ˜‰ Ah man, throwback Thursday never ceases to amuse me. I just think it’s fun to take a look back at past life experiences, no matter how small or seemingly insignificant they might be.

So, since fall is almost here and I’m so super duper excited about that, I went perusing through the camera roll on my phone this morning looking for the photos of my jack-o-lanterns from last year, because they were pretty darn spiffy if you ask me!!

 

 

 

I was so super excited about how the 13.1 pumpkin turned out! I was kinda worried about it because I thought it was going to be hard to tell what it was, but once it was lit up it looked pretty good! And look at all the hair I used to have!! Haha not gonna lie, looking back I kinda regret cutting it all off. But it was sooo much nicer not having to deal with all of that hot hair over the summer. But anyways, now I’ve got to figure out what I want to do with this years pumpkins! Haha obviously I’ve still got some time, but I take this stuff very seriously! ๐Ÿ˜‰ We’re starting to get close to my favorite time of year and I’m so super stoked!!

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TRUE!!!!!

So now that we’re into the middle of September we’re starting to experience a bit of fall like weather in the morning/evening. The highs in the afternoon have been in the 80’s though so that still kinda sucks, but we’ll get to the colder weather eventually. ๐Ÿ™‚ But anyways, the nice weather in the morning is really reallyย reallyย making me miss running. Fall running is the best running (except once winter rolls around, then I’ll spend all season telling you that winter running is the best ๐Ÿ˜‰ ) and right now I definitely feel like I’m missing out!!

I have managed to do two very short runs this week. 2 miles on Monday and 2 more miles on Wednesday. That’s definitely not the kind of running I should be doing considering that I’m supposed to be training for my 3rd half marathon, but at the moment it’s the only kind of running I can do. And it’s still totally better than not running at all!!

 

 

 

Unfortunately the 4 miles that I’ve run this week were not pain free miles. During both runs my knee started to ache a bit during the second mile and on Wednesday I felt it a little bit in my shin as well. That was no bueno…but it’s still not as bad as it was last month and I like to think it’s finally starting to get better. Healing this whole situation has definitely been a slow process, but I’m glad that it seems to be getting better without the help of a doctor. Because Iย reallyย didn’t want to have to go see one haha.

So I think I’ve mentioned before that I’ve been taking R.I.C.E. (rest, ice, compression, elevation) very seriously in order to get this thing taken care of. Obviously the rest has come in the form of not running, but I’ve also been trying to take it easy and walk a little less if it starts bothering me. I was icing it for a while but that doesn’t seem to be doing anything for it anymore. And honestly I’m pretty sure icing is really only effective for the first like, 48 hours or something like that after you’ve been injured (I’m not entirely sure about that though, so don’t quote me on it. ๐Ÿ˜‰ ). So that brings me to compression and elevation. As far as elevation goes, I’ve just been propping my leg up with a pillow in the evening whenever i’m sitting down watching TV, but my compression game has definitely been VERY strong!

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I’m sporting a very old compression sock and a very new compression knee sleeve in this photo.

So Luke’s just as determined to get me healthy again as quickly as possible so he’s been making me experiment with some new gear haha. First he got me the knee sleeve pictured above. Oh boy does that thing work! I didn’t realize that my knee was actually hurting while I was walking until I started wearing this thing around haha (this right here is why I have to be super careful when it comes to injures. I have a ridiculous pain tolerance and sometimes I don’t notice that anythings going on until after it goes away and I start feeling normal again…). And after wearing it for about a week I was able to do my two short runs this week, which was obviously a huge improvement over not being able to run at all. ๐Ÿ™‚ So because I had quite a bit of success with the knee brace, Luke thought hey, if a little bit of compression worked, why not go with EVEN MORE compression. So he came home with a pair of full on compression tights for me the other day haha. I kinda wish he hadn’t spent so much money on me for this stuff, compression gear (especially these tights, holy shit) isn’t cheap…but I mean, they are some super spiffy looking tights. ๐Ÿ™‚

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I’ve only worn them once, so at this point there’s really no telling if they made a difference, but they’re still super spiffy. ๐Ÿ™‚

So all of that actually came about because I had ordered myself a new pair of Zensah compression calf sleeves (like I said, my compression socks are really old, and I’ve had to cut the toes off of both pairs that I have because they make my toes uncomfortable, so I figured sleeves were the way to go. ๐Ÿ˜‰ ) and a sports bra at some point last week, I think? The only problem with that is that Zensah’s warehouse is located in southern Florida so they had to close up shop and evacuate because of hurricane Irma, so I guess they’re not entirely sure when they’ll be able to ship out anything. And like, obviously that’s totally understandable and I don’t mind waiting, but Luke is not a patient person and apparently that applies to me as well, and that’s how I ended up with even more compression gear hahahahaha.

 

 

So like, I know compression gear is one of those things that some people absolutely swear by and other people just think is a placebo kinda thing, but it’s always seemed to work for me so I’m just gonna roll with it! ๐Ÿ™‚

Whew, alrighty then! Last on my agenda of this to talk about today is our newest furry friend! Everyone, meet Alfred!

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So kind of on a whim I guess, Luke decided that our other ferret, Bruce, needed a friend. So he went and got him one last night. Hahaha if you haven’t noticed, once Luke sets his mind on something he just goes and does it. And that’s how we ended up with another ferret. It’s really funny because everyone thinks all of the animals were my idea (because I’m the huge animal lover who was raised on a farm), but aside from the cats and Lily, Luke’s the one who went out and got the rest of them haha. I mean, I’m not complaining though. ๐Ÿ˜‰

At first we were both a little wary about introducing them to each other. Luckily we have two ferret cages so if it didn’t go well we could have kept them separate, but it looks like that’s not going to be a problem. They pretty much liked each other right off the bat and are already becoming fast friends. So I guess Luke was right, getting Bruce a friend was a good idea. And I mean, what good is Bruce Wayne without Alfred Pennyworth? ๐Ÿ˜‰

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Okey dokey then! That’s all I’ve got to talk about for today! I’ve been doing a terrible job at keeping up with everyone lately, so what’s going on with you? Are you excited about fall? Any up coming races, spiffy new gear, new furry friends,new PR’s, or are you sidelined with an injury as well?

Anyways, I hope everyone has a happy Friday eve, a great Friday tomorrow, and an even better weekend!

~Ashley

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