speed intervals

Run Around The Rosie

Diabetes, Running, Training

The sun, it can be a blessing in one hand, and a Dementor in another – sucking all life out of a speedy run! I love the longer days. I love being able to head out for a run as soon as Big Ring gets home from work and still be in daylight hours. I love being able to go out in shorts and a tank top, and not have to layer up to a Pillsbury Dough Girl state. I love the colours of the flowers, the smells of the evening barbecues, and the happy chatter all around me. #Blessing The sun and daffodils = a perfect spring day! However, the people, well, there’s a lot left to be desired there let me just say. (Yes, yes, I know, that happy chatter is coming from those same people… so maybe it’s the happy chatter – FROM AFAR – I like ;)) […]

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Speed DEMONS!!!

Diabetes, Running

Finally, thanks to Coach NZ, I’ve got a running definition I can relate to. Cadence: Run like a kid.   Seeing as how that’s half of my running mantra – “Run like a kid. Finish with a smile.” – you’d think I’d actually like running speed intervals. But no, that definition is nowhere near as fun as it sounds. Speed sucks – large! Back when I started Coach NZ’s program, she warned me I’d have to get over my hate for speed. If I wanted to be faster, she said, I had to embrace runs that involved high cadence and speed repeats. I couldn’t just go through the motions, I had to put solid effort in. Up until today, however, I think I was somewhat lackadaisical when it came to building up my speed capacity. Sure I ran those runs, sure I tried, but if I’m gonna be honest, I could have

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Stumped by the lingo and gizmos

Diabetes, Running, Training, Uncategorized

When I dreamed of coming back to running I thought it would be like riding a bike. Actually,  no. I thought it would be like running, something we’ve all done since we first learned how to put one foot in front of the other. And it was…for the most part. I got out there and it was as though I had never left, the wind in my face, the burn in my thighs, the spreading and releasing of my toes with each foot strike I made; a feeling more familiar than the back of my hand. But then, three weeks ago, it all changed. Suddenly I was being stumped, stumped by all the running lingo and gizmos – terminology and technology I thought would forever be stamped not only in my feet but also in my brain. Cadence? Tempo? LSD? (Okay, that one I remembered, but only because it reminds

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