Behind Brown Eyes

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#TBT: That time I left myself a #BoogieBoard message to come home to after #running in the 2014 #ECSDC—and successfully completing my first #50K! :) Well, it felt wonderful, then agonizingly painful, then gradually better. Then oh danggg. What’s this?! Goodbye hip flexors, hello #recovery. #run #rest #accomplishment #goal #achieve #run #betteryou #race #ultra #ultrarunning #runtrail #trail #DC #trailrunning #endurance #challenge #first50K #injured #hipflexors #healing #TheNorthFace #Brookstone

[Preface: The date of this post is June 3, 2014. Please pardon Tumblr for not allowing me to back-date—and welcome me back to what my blogging used to be like before Instagram existed. That’s right. Words, sentences, paragraphs—naturally with a few photos for your viewing pleasure].

Pinch me, I’m dreaming…

If you run, race, or have participated in any kind of competitive sport, THIS has inevitably happened to you. And even if not specific to a sport, it still applies to that big event that you’ve been anticipating for years, months, weeks, or even just days, in the case of “spontaneous sweater”-wearers (such as I).

It’s the few-days-before-your-big-event dream where everything goes wrong and it feels so stressful and SO real. You practically awake in a state of panic, (or night-sweat?) with a frantic anxiety that plagues your entire being.

Well, that would be me last night—because my first ever 50K (on trail—emphasis more on terrain than distance) just happens to be this weekend in Washington, D.C. I’m excited, nervous, anxious, passively downplaying it, and having all of these mixed emotions that are mindlessly drifting from my soul—to my soles.

"It’s only five more miles than a marathon, right?” That’s what I keep telling myself.

But that’s just it: it’s five more miles. Five more miles than I’ve ever raced, on an almost entirely trail running course. Talk about something new.

What was I thinking—or rather, was I thinking?

Well, the “what” is easy. I was thinking a few things. Namely these:

  • A 50K is on my 2014 running to-do list.
  • I’ll already be in semi-peak shape, having just run the BMO Vancouver Marathon on 5/4/14.
  • Three days later, on my 26th day of birth (i.e., June 10), I’ll be eating cake thinking of what I accomplished just three days before.

So, in answer to my own question, I guess I was thinking. Sort of. But admittedly, I keep overlooking the “I HATE RUNNING ON TRAIL” part. (I’m just a pavement-pounding kinda gal). But I really need to start bringing that whole trail image into focus a bit more, and mindfully hide the layer with the Gaussian blur.

I hardly ever, almost never run on trail; I can count the number of times I’ve “hit the trails” at work on less than one hand. (One of those being today! I’m holding on to the slight hope that it will minimize how blindsided I’ll otherwise be without a few pre-race trail runs on my Kayanos). Oh, and all of said trail runs have been by force, and resulted in some freak twinge in my ankle that I blame entirely on the trail—aka the “it’s so much better for your knees!” surface—even if that freak twinge was caused by a lifeless leaf.

Couple the lack of trail running experience with the fact that I’ve never run an “ultra” distance, and well hey—a little insane right? Maybe crazy, overzealous, ambitious? “Yes, I know,” to all of the above. But I’ve done my research, and if I want to do a 50K, my all-road options are quite limited. I think I found one, and the timing and location would be difficult.

imageSo I thought, why not embrace The North Face Endurance Challenge 50K in D.C. while I’m still in shape from an 18 week marathon training plan? I’ll think of my 42.2K race in Vancouver as a training run, take one full week of rest (post-Van marathon), train for four more [weeks] before the D.C. 50K, and sign up to make it official somewhere in between.

I know myself well enough to know that I’ll be KICKING myself on June 10 if I didn’t register for this. The timing is right, the opportunity is now, and here I am to seize it!!

I’m all set and registered—and most importantly, have the support of my Swink from the start to the finish!!! :)

So, in spite of some arbitrary time goals I’ve set in my head (please let me just sub six hours because I don’t know if I can stand on my feet for much longer), I’m really just trying to have some fun with this event and enjoy it for what it is:

My first 50K.
My first trail race.
And my first (and likely only) ULTRA.

Wish me luck!! And with that, here is my stressful 50K dream from last night. To keep it short and authentic, here is the text message I sent to a few of my friends, nearly verbatim.

It was all just a dream…

Btw. Totally had a dream last night that I only had my CORAL colored socks with me for the race and I hate that color. I would never bring or race in that color sock. Then I went through all of my other pairs and none matched. I wanted my neon orange and couldn’t find those. Then I wanted black and could only find hot pink! I was so stressed! Then I wore those stupid coral socks and my Sperry’s to the race and was late to the start. I had my hiking boots in my bag at the hotel and was wondering—why didn’t I just bring my running sneakers like I had planned all along? I stuck with the Sperry’s because I knew they were comfortable and at least have the arch support I need. Then my dad brought me a lemonade on the course. I had a sip because I thought I needed the sugar and some other guy started drinking it. I thought maybe I should take it with me but the cup was like a Big Gulp cup with just a straw (no lid) so I couldn’t just throw it in my bag. I could barely move my feet when I started the race and then saw all of these people BBQ’ing. And I’m like, huh. These must be the 50 milers. I guess they have time to do this, as I’m dragging myself onward like a deranged sloth at mile 15. It was also this open course that was almost sandy near a beach and grassy. Everyone was being causal about the run…but I was just the stressed girl in the coral socks and Sperry’s, haphazardly spilling lemonade.

Hey @thenorthface, how about making me the new neon poster child for the #ECSDC #50K?! An early wish come true for my first #ultra and 26th birthday on June 10?! :) Let it marinate while I ice and foam roll my helpless hip flexors. #running #funning #finisher #runtrail #endurance #challenge #betteryou #smile #racebling #raceday #proud #missionaccomplished (at Hampton Inn Dulles/Cascades)

I’m a #50K #finisher!!! :) Is this for real?! What an unbelievable first #trail #running experience at @thenorthface #ECSDC. And I achieved my #goal: completing my first 50K race before my 26th birthday!! #runtrail #medal #racebling #hbd #betteryou #achieve #dreambig #endurance #challenge #run #accomplish #DC #selfie #selfieSaturday #latergram #memory #believe #proud #happiness (at Hampton Inn Dulles/Cascades)

I honestly love this guy. He is so #modest, #caring, #supportive, #inspiring and #encouraging. Who would’ve thought I’d meet a partner in crime, #running buddy and new #bestfriend in my 2013 #travels to #Argentina?! All I know is, I’m #thankful to have this crazy #Canadian in my life. :) (at Downtown Vancouver)

I DID IT!!!! Classic #racebling, post-marathon pose. Oh, and don’t forget the side of #PR, too. :) #RANVAN #bmovm #justdidit #running #funning #vancouver #marathon #betteryou

#RACEDAY!! “May the fourth be with me!” :)
-Pre-race meal: @Quaker #oatmeal with 1/2 banana, cinnamon, walnuts, craisins, pinch of dark brown sugar; bite of PB for good luck (and to calm the nerves); cup of hotel room coffee brewed by Kenny G.
-All full of race nerves as I head down the elevator to meet Argentina Brian—who surprisingly kept me very calm up until the start. (Thank you).
-My bib: #975; Bob calls me “Rocket,” bib says Krystina; 42.2 kilometers; I hate the metric system; let’s stick to miles; #secondmarathon; #bmovm; ready to #RunVan; trust your training. #run #running #vancouver #marathon #betteryou

The pre-race gear spread. (Yes, I wear everything on that chair). Then I found my name on the wall and an epic sign that was designed using the shadow of my perfect, elite #running form. ;) #bmovm #marathon #expo #vancouver

#Marathon number two! :) I attempted to straddle the inflatable sneaker—but then I thought, “better not.” My right hamstring might have ripped open. (Literally). Too risky of a pre-race day pose—so I did this instead! #deucesup #bmovm #running #expo #vancouver (at Vancouver Convention Centre)

The sickest picture ever, taken by me (of course) outside of the Convention Centre. Giving myself major props for the contrast in this shot and just how all around awesome it is. #Vancouver #Canada #bmovm #marathon #running @bmovanmarathon (at Vancouver Convention Centre)