Week 1 of Marathon Training!

marathon memeAs always, marathon training did not exactly get off to a smooth start this year (suspiciously, just likeย every year so far) but hopes are still high. I kicked off the first of my 12-week training plan to get ready for the fabulous Honolulu Marathon on December 10th. I’mย all about supporting my city and running on my own turf, through a course I know all too well by the time race day rolls around.

This marathon will be lucky number 5, and I’ve got myself on a pretty fun plan of preparatory races leading up to the big day. I’ve got my absolute favorite – the Xterra Gunstock Trails Half Marathon – at the end of October, as well as the Val Nolasco Half Marathon – which mimics the final leg of the real deal – in November.


I’m coming off a sprained ankle a few weeks back, so I’m treading carefully and doing my super boring ankle exercises when I actually remember to do them. On the bright side, my first long run – eight hot & steamy miles around Honolulu – went by super quick & easy. So, there’s that.

Anyways, I’m using this super flexible plan from He and She Eat Clean to train. I chose it because it’s 12 weeks (sweet!) and works in tons of cross-training, which is the only way I can mentally handle preparing for a marathon.

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Training While Injured


It’s been almost two weeks of non-soccer/non-running existence and let me tell you – the injured life is not a fun one. With lots of life changes like moving apartments & possible career shifts, it’s been a major struggle not being able to run through it all. Running is my mediation, my quiet, precious ‘me’ time, and I’m going a little bit crazy without it.

In a nutshell – resting ain’t easy.


To keep myself in shape for a busy marathon season, I’ve been supplementing as best as I can with bike riding, swimming, and lifting at the gym. The only good news is that I’m able to lift a lot heavier than usual because I’m not running. So, I’ve gotten to play around with compound movements like squats and snatches to keep myself strong.

I’ve also been stuck with the very boring task of ankle PT. I can’t explain why I hate it so much, but I totally do. I hate every second of it. I know it helps, but it’s so boring it’s like watching paint dry, except you have to be an active participant. Ugh.


Anyways, I just go cleared to ‘lightly jog’ for a few minutes and come back next week to get the final go ahead. I’m still benched from soccer, which starts this weekend, and banned from my Old Pali Road race this Sunday. So, for the next week, I’ll still be grumpy and difficult but hopefully will get my happy time back soon. ๐Ÿ™‚

Happy Healing!

Nicole

Honolulu Marathon 2016!

This past Sunday I woke up bright & early to take on the Honolulu Marathon. The start line was a quick ten minute drive from my apartment, I didn’t have to hop on a plane, and I know the course all too well. The Chinatown – Waikiki – Kapiolani Park – Kahala Loop is the favored long run course for anyone and everyone on the island training for any and every marathon. I know the hills, the heat, the downhills and ebb and flow of the concrete jungle the course winds through. However, I still didn’t exactly feel ready – or all that enthused – the night before.


I trained hard and heavy for the first three months in preparation for my Marine Corps Marathon I did in October. Since then, I’ve barely even hit the pavement aside from a ten mile Turkey Trot on Thanksgiving and a few easy paced five and seven milers here and there. And because I didn’t really care, and figured I’d struggle anyways, I decided that going wine tasting with some friends in Kailua and then downing a few beers at my boyfriend’s office Christmas party was a great idea, because f*ck it – why not?!


Well, surprisingly, it all worked out fine. The race was totally ok, albeit a bit painful. I’ve been extremely lucky in that my other marathons just flew by in a blur. Miles blended together and I felt like I flew through them in batches of five relatively unscathed.


This marathon was different. For the first time, I felt each and every mile. I felt like I actually did run a full 26.2, exactly, to the step and second. For the most part, I hated it. I never bonked or hit a wall, but I never soared through a single stretch of the race either. It was slow, grueling, and packed with people. It was hot and muggy without even a semblance of a breeze. I spent the majority of the race bobbing and weaving through a thick crowd since the Honolulu Marathon apparently doesn’t believe in corrals. I spent quite a bit of it biting my tounge as well, and keeping my temper in check as I was cut off, stepped on, and physically pushed by cute little old ladies and their sharp, bony elbows.


Regardless of all of these facts, I had a fantastic time. I realize it makes no sense, but blame it on the runner’s high – no matter how miserable the race, we always want more. It’s the feeling at the end of the marathon that runners remember most vividly, even though it’s a teeny fraction of the time we spent suffering to get there.

The Honolulu Marathon will never be my favorite race, and I really wouldn’t recommend it. However, it’s in my city and on my turf and it’s impossible not to do it each year I’m still on the island. So, most likely, I’ll do it nextย  year with the same lackluster attitude and general ambivalence and inability to simply stay away.


Plus, the medals are pretty cool ๐Ÿ™‚

Happy racing!

Nikki

Marine Corps Marathon – Part 2!


I woke up the morning of my second Marine Corps Marathon well rested, hungry, and a teensy bit nervous. I had only gotten about two-thirds of the way through my training plan, I hadn’t gotten over 16 miles on my long runs, and I hadn’t ran much in the past few months. Soccer games and hikes? Yes, ma’am! Running, though? Not so much.


I was so antsy and anxious at the start line the previous year, but this time around it was more like, meh – hopefully I finish without a major injury. My no-effs given mentality was totally freeing and, as it turned out, effective ๐Ÿ™‚


I hung out with my dad in the VIP runner tent for about an hour. The tent had a glorious buffet of energy gels, Clif Bars, bagels, cream cheese, bananas, apples and coffee. As in normal life, I stuck to banana, half a bagel, and some coffee to hold me over till the start.

I made a friend at the bar the night before (pro tip: beer has electrolytes!) and we met up at the start line. We expected to be around the same pace, so we linked up and took off together. We stuck for the hilly first eight miles, but I wanted to go slower and he wanted to speed up. This wasn’t my first rodeo, and I’ve made the mistake of starting out too fast – no Bueno.


Despite my lack of training, the miles flew by quickly. The crowd was awesome as always, with especially riveting signs rooted in the craziness of the current election. There were rock and jazz bands, spectators in full costumes, and – best of ALL – a female firefighter running the entire marathon in her full gear. GIRL POWER, YEA!

I kept seeing my dad with his awesome sign at regular intervals, cheering me on and telling me I was getting close to the bridge. The bridge is the cutoff at mile 19, which you have to reach in four hours or else get kicked off the course and ride home on the loser bus with a drill sergeant. I’m not sure if that’s actually true, but my dad swears that’s the case ๐Ÿ™‚


Finally, I got to the bridge. I was so excited that I ran up and hugged my dad and almost cried. I was DOING IT. Without fancy gear or trackers, without anyone to run with, and despite the fact that I had every excuse in the book to opt out or quit – here I was. Proudly pushing through.


The rest of the race I ran simply because I wanted to be DONE. I let myself walk for 30 seconds at every mile marker, and found myself weaving through a sea of walkers for the last 5 miles. I hit the wall – the biggest, baddest, meanest wall I’ve ever encountered – right at mile 25. Shit.

I’ve gotten lucky in that I’ve never really bonked. I’ve gotten tired, or bored, or was in pain, but I never got to the point where I felt like I couldn’t continue. That last mile felt like hell on earth. It was the longest and worst part of the entire thing.
By the time I rolled around to the VERY UPHILL finish line (who did that???) I was totally gassed. It was an immense accomplishment and relief to finish. Plus, I found out that I hit a PR – 5:15:05. HELL YEA!


I am so happy and blessed to participate in this kickass event for a great, wonderful cause that I wholeheartedly believe in.

I can’t wait till next year ๐Ÿ™‚

OORAH!

Marine Corps Marathon – Part 1!


Last weekend, my dad and I flew out to Washington, D.C. for the Marine Corps Marathon. In 2015, we completed the MCM as our very first marathon ever – both individually and together. It was one of the coolest and most touching thing we’ve ever done. So when registration for 2016 rolled around, my dad hopped on it immediately and bought us two kickass VIP registrations.

These beauties include two registrations, a 5k run and brunch the day before, a pasta carbo-load dinner the night before, a VIP bus to the start line and – my very favorite – VIP PORTA POTTYS. Nope, this is not a drill!


We both started training hard from the start, logging or pace and miles and always checking in on each other. Sadly, about halfway through my dad totally blew out his knee. I mean, possible surgery status.

We patiently waited for his knee to heal, but it just didn’t ๐Ÿ˜ฆ my dad was devastated, and we were both unsure if the race would even happen. It was our special thing, and it didn’t look like it was going to occur.

However, after tons of back and forth, we chose to DO IT. I was running, dad was supporting, and we were going to make the best of it. (or, as my dad said, he’d be at the bar until I crossed the finish line).


Let me say – WE HAD A TOTAL BLAST! My dad is always so much fun to travel with, and we made the most of our trip. We flew in to D.C. and hit the 5k and brunch in the morning.

One of the major perks of our VIP status was staying in the super swanky Gaylord Resort right on the Potomac River. All glossed floors, marble and gold, the place gleams from top to bottom. The coolest part is the 19-story atrium, that houses the u-shaped hotel and boasts a small village at its ground floor. Yep, you read that right – a brick road that winds down from the lobby into a cute little village of cottage-like shops, bars and cafes.


The next morning, I absolutely loved the 5K! It was a really fun, gorgeous run along the Potomac in perfect weather. The air was golden and green and crisp, and I made some friends along the route. It was a great way to stretch out my legs before the marathon.


The real treat was brunch, though – we heard an awesome speech from Bart Yasso, the Chief Running Officer at Runner’s World! I definitely freaked out a little – I’ve been reading his articles for years.



We took some time to run around D.C. and explore the city. I don’t get to spend a lot of time with my Dad, so it was really sweet to just walk around and catch up on everything going on in our lives.


The night before the race, we headed back to the hotel just in time for our carbo-load dinner. We dined on big plates of salad and gluten free pasta and cookies and bananas. We met some other runners and heard an incredible, touching, moving speech from Native American activist and Olympic Gold Medalist Billy Mills.


It was the perfect speech before a race – especially a notoriously hilly & challenging one. I went to sleep more than ready to tackle the course ๐Ÿ™‚

Motivation Monday: Do what feels right.

The other day I woke up at 4 a.m. for a 15-mile long run before work. I was sore, tired, under slept, achy, grouchy, hungry, and cranky the day before. I was positive I wouldn’t wake up for my run and subconsciously sleep through the alarm as an avoidance tactic. Begrudgingly, I set my clothes, shoes and water out the night before. Just in case.

When the alarm rang at 4 a.m., I popped right out of bed and laced up my shoes. I didn’t feel any of the cranky feels of the previous day or even tired or mildly annoyed at such an early wake up time. It just felt right.

As I took off on my run, it felt even more right to be winding through dark, empty streets and cool air before the heat kicked in and the rest of the world woke up. I watched the city I so dearly love awaken, as the light gently began to creep in as the darkness faded away. Honolulu slowly rubbed its eyes and awoke and unfolded its morning and I was there, with each and every step and breath, to see it.

The key with a healthy lifestyle – just like every other aspect of life – is to find something you truly enjoy. Even something you love. If I had to cycle, or lift, or swim for over two hours I would have been ready to throw a temper tantrum – in fact, I probably wouldn’t have even made it out of bed.

Find something you dig. Discover what works for you, and then run with it – literally ๐Ÿ™‚

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Bob’s Red Mill Review Giveaway!


Aloha all! Apologies for my absence lately – life has been crazy-full of adventures, injuries, soccer gamesย and marathon training. Between training and work, it’s hard for me to carve out time for my blog, which is a bummer because I absolutely adore writing and seriously miss meeting and engaging with badass women bloggers around the world.

I officially promise to make this blogging stuff more of a regular thing ๐Ÿ™‚

Anyways, I just got done doing a super fun Instagram challenge for Bob’s Red Mill with my #sweatpink sisters! I’ve been using BRM products for ages, from their flaxseed meal to almond flour to gluten-free baking products. When they came out with a plant-based, chia-seed-and-probiotic-infused protein powder, I kinda nearly lost my damn mind. So much radness, right?!
Oh, and they also sent it in a gigantic, loud red box that was lovingly waiting at my doorstep after work one day. It was so big, in fact, that my roommate silently came over from the couch for moral support as I cautiously opened this beauty and surveyed its glorious contents.


Let me just say – Bob’s Red Mill, you the real MVP. Y’all hooked it UP. I got four full-size flavors – Chocolate, Protein & Fiber, Vanilla, and, my very favorite, Chai – along with some recipes, sample/travel packs, and a super cute shaker bottle.


THANKS Y’ALL!

While I liked all the flavors, my one true love was the chai. I blended it with coconut milk, bananas and dates for a milk-shake-like smoothie of vegan goodness. Aside from taste, the nutrient content on these totally make the geek in me freak the f out. A vegan powder that has amino acids, probiotics, and chia seeds? Yes, please. Gluten free and sweetened with monk fruit, these babies are some freaking gems in the very rough world of plant-based powders.
I’m so excited, in fact, that I’m gonna host a giveaway for the Protein & Fiber flavor! Check out the link below and follow instructions to enter – the winner will be announced next Monday ๐Ÿ™‚

http://www.rafflecopter.com/rafl/display/7402e5bb5/?

Love, happiness, and plant-based protein,

Nikki โค