The weather has given me another day off! My bank account is moaning, but I am grinning ear to ear. I’m enjoying a hot cup of coffee. My son is at a play date and my husband is just getting up. I hope that the rest has helped with his cold. I am still feeling a little under the weather. This cold has been with me for over a week now, but I think that I may try a little run. My derby team is having their first practice of the season today, but since we recently lost our practice space, it is to be outside. It’s only 30 degrees out, so I am going to opt out. A 30 minute run is doable, 3 hours of practice in the cold, is not what the doctor ordered.
I am looking forward to the season starting up again. This will be more 4th season playing Roller Derby. It is an amazing sport filled with amazing people. I am determined to play a full season. For the past 2 seasons, I have been quitting in the fall because the practice and game schedule became too much for me in combination with family stuff, work and training for runs. In 2015, I completed a marathon and in 2016, I completed a 50 mile trail ultra. I don’t know why I chose distance running and derby, but I can’t help what my heart and mind get set on.
This morning it occured to me that I might be better off completing a shorter ultra, like a 50 k instead of a 50 miler in May because that would allow me to leapfrog training for the 50 miler I plan to repeat in September. I would have a good, solid chance finishing in the top 3 if I train properly this time. I don’t have the base I need to start a good 50 mile program right now, so I could possibly injure myself trying to start off training for that distance. I managed to squeak in as 5th female in my first 50 miler. I did not feel good about my training going into it, but I guess the 50 mile distance has just as much to do with grit and determination as it does with the legs to pull it off.
Now, I just have to find a good race to join. I always get really energized when I start checking out races. This should be fun. My friends and family will be rolling their eyes soon because once I pick a race that’s pretty much all I talk about. There are worse things to be obsessed with, I’m sure.
It’s time to motivate. Ciao.