UBC Run Study

Seeking accountability

Running

Dear readers, I need your help. I am in desperate need of accountability – verbally, writtenly, kicking in the buttly. The holidays, they have kind killed me, or, at least, my running consistency. Last week, I was not so much a leader (sorry run study!); I was not the example to follow; I did not hold up my running values; I did not put running first. Not by a long shot. Nope. I was the girl snuggled in slippers and flannel pj’s; extendable waist as far as it could go. Normally on Thursday I run with the UBC run study girls, but because Thursday was Christmas Day, the group run was cancelled. I had every intention to get that run in. At first I was trying to motivate myself with an early morning run that would end with waffles on my plate. That didn’t work. I was feeling pressure in […]

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Chasing the carrot

Running, Training

I’d forgotten what it was like to have a carrot. Two years of training solo. Two years of doing speed intervals on my own. It was good for getting my mind in the right frame of competitive running, pushing myself to the limit and not prematurely kacking out. But, there is something to be said for the carrot. Tonight was proof. My study gals and I did our first set of speed intervals along a straight dirt track, pretty much out and back. All out over the course of 30s; 45s; 1:00; 1:15; 1:30; 1:45; 2:00; 2:00; 1:45; 1:30; 1:15; 1:00; 45s: 30s with a 1:15 ‘ish’ walk break between each. There’s a few speedy girls in this group, like, super speedy. And I was perfectly fine, or so I kept telling myself, to let them go their pace. I knew what my pace should be and I was going

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Running chicks FOUND!!!

Running, Uncategorized

So. What have I been doing lately? Well. Not a whole heck of a lot of running… until this week that is. More on that shortly. Since starting back at school 2.5 months ago, my life has pretty much been a non-stop study hole. I study before classes, between classes, after classes, when the boy drops off for his evening snore fest, and sometimes in the early morning hours when the rest of the loft is pitch black and sleeping. And holy crap, let me just say, this studying thing, it kind of works, who knew (oh right, every teacher in high school and every prof who had me my first go at college that told me so). Seriously, I’m like a friggin’ genius. My test scores are in the high 90s! Oh, and I’m a keener too, sitting front row, arm perma stuck in the air, repeatedly answering questions.

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