I’m training for a half-marathon on 3/31. I’m not a good runner. I’m not a runner at all. It’s a form of mild torture. But, pushing comfort zones is how we get better in life, so I persist.
Every Friday, I’ll post an update on my training. This is Update #4.
At my gym, there is a Sloth Running Team. Here they are on the track:
Sloths are not fast. However, neither am I. While I post stats here in my running updates every week, I have never revealed my pace. I run as slow as you can possibly run and still consider it running. My goal for the half-marathon is to finish in 2 hours or less. For math whizzes, that will require that I run each mile in a little over 9 minutes. If I had to guess, my current pace is between 10 and 11 minutes. I have some work to do. But I digress…
The other day, I was at the gym when the Sloth Running Team (SRT) showed up. On the side of the track, they warmed up and did stretching exercises. As I passed them, a couple started trash talking me:
Pick up the pace slowpoke.
Hey dude, do you have any speed in those shoes?
My grandma runs faster than you!
I brushed it off. They were sloths after all and I could surely run faster than them. And that was mostly true.
The sloths finished their stretching and hit the track. I blew by most of them, but not all.
As my run wore on, a couple started to pick up the pace. Somewhere around mile 3.5, two lapped me. To add to the insult, one of them even flashed me a rude gesture; flipping me the bird with his middle claw thingy. Jerk sloth.
How embarrassing. Where do I go from here?
The sloths must have felt bad about their trash talking and vulgar gestures because after the run, they presented me with a shirt and invited me to participate in the 2018 Sloth Ultra-Marathon. I don’t know if I’ll join them. Those sloths are fast. Or maybe I’m just really slow.
Update: Week #4
So, something cool happened this week. On Sunday, I ran 4 miles and pushed myself really hard. The next day, I had no pain. I’ve always had pain after a run, but now it was mysteriously gone. Good riddance achy legs!
In other good news, I’ve been on a walking rampage. In 2018, I’ve walked almost 500,000 steps and covered 220 miles:
It wasn’t all good though. We’ve been really busy and my sleep suffered. This week, I’ve been averaging only 6 hours and 20 minutes of sleep per night. It gradually wore me down. On Thursday, I was supposed to do my long run, but crapped out after only 3 miles. Better luck next week.
This Week In Running
- Runs: 3
- Miles: 11.5
- Longest run: 4.5
This Year In Running
- Runs: 20
- Miles per run: 3.347
- Miles: 66.94 (goal is > 150)
- Days until half marathon: 57
2018 Activity (walking included)
- Total steps: 463,279
- Total miles: 220.24
Weight, Heart, Beer
- Weight: 160.0 (goal is < 150)
- Low resting heart rate for the week: 67 (goal is < 60)
- Beers consumed this week: 4
- Beers consumed this year: 24
- Beer ratio: 2.79 : 1 (2.79 miles ran per beer). Goal is > 3 : 1
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