I LIKE POPCORN ON MY PIZZA, I LIKE POPCORN PIZZA, PLEASE...oh god, someone shoot me.
Hmm...well then.
I can't compain too much about Sunday's 10k race.
My final time was 1:10:31 for an 11:21 pace.
Plug those numbers into McMillan's Running Calculator and where does that put me for a marathon? 5:30:56.
Close enough to sub 5:30. I'll take it. :)
I know I went out too quick with my first two miles clocking in at 10:33 and 10:39 respectively. I forced myself to walk just to slow down...but everytime I started running again I was around a 10:30 pace. I didn't get it. But I definitely felt it by mile 5. The sun was getting to me and made me feel a bit sluggish, and my stomach was being a sissy, but nothing new there. I was able to finish relatively strong, so I probably could've pushed it harder during the back half of the race...no big deal though.
The race itself was pretty good I guess. Aside from twisting my ankle the first quarter mile and screaming a slew of four-letter words, and my getting a weird pain in my rib cage around mile 3, and throwing up in my mouth just a lil' bit around mile 5...I'd say it was a good race.
My biggest issue was the song I had stuck in my head for the majority of the race. My sister has these "signing times" videos for my neice. And while I've never seen them first hand, I've heard them singing the songs plenty of times. So by mile 2.5, I had the effing "pizza" song blaring in my head and it was THE.MOST.OBNOXIOUS.THING.EVAAAAAAAAAAAAR.
i like cheese on my pizza, i like cheese pizza please, put the cheese on the pizza, don't forget the extra cheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeese. i like popcorn on my pizza, i like popcorn pizza please, put the popcorn on the pizza, don't forget the extra cheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeese...and so on and so forth with jelly and candy and stickers and whatever crazy concoctions a rugrat can stick in their mouth (not that Zoe is a rugrat...but you know what I mean, don't even try to take offense to that one, Susan). Seriously though, if I have to hear another 'kiddie song' in the next few weeks, I may just snap...
At any rate. There's a lot going on over here in Jayhawk land, hence why I haven't been posting all too much. A lot of it's exciting. Most of it is nervewrecking. Mike can even vouche how neurotic it has all made me. The rest of this week is pretty "big," relatively speaking. So be sure to send lots of good vibes my direction on Wednesday morning and early Thursday afternoon.
Yeah. That's all I'm giving you right now. Soooo...you'll have to stay tuned for more details.
Peace, yo!
I can't compain too much about Sunday's 10k race.
My final time was 1:10:31 for an 11:21 pace.
Plug those numbers into McMillan's Running Calculator and where does that put me for a marathon? 5:30:56.
Close enough to sub 5:30. I'll take it. :)
I know I went out too quick with my first two miles clocking in at 10:33 and 10:39 respectively. I forced myself to walk just to slow down...but everytime I started running again I was around a 10:30 pace. I didn't get it. But I definitely felt it by mile 5. The sun was getting to me and made me feel a bit sluggish, and my stomach was being a sissy, but nothing new there. I was able to finish relatively strong, so I probably could've pushed it harder during the back half of the race...no big deal though.
The race itself was pretty good I guess. Aside from twisting my ankle the first quarter mile and screaming a slew of four-letter words, and my getting a weird pain in my rib cage around mile 3, and throwing up in my mouth just a lil' bit around mile 5...I'd say it was a good race.
My biggest issue was the song I had stuck in my head for the majority of the race. My sister has these "signing times" videos for my neice. And while I've never seen them first hand, I've heard them singing the songs plenty of times. So by mile 2.5, I had the effing "pizza" song blaring in my head and it was THE.MOST.OBNOXIOUS.THING.EVAAAAAAAAAAAAR.
i like cheese on my pizza, i like cheese pizza please, put the cheese on the pizza, don't forget the extra cheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeese. i like popcorn on my pizza, i like popcorn pizza please, put the popcorn on the pizza, don't forget the extra cheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeese...and so on and so forth with jelly and candy and stickers and whatever crazy concoctions a rugrat can stick in their mouth (not that Zoe is a rugrat...but you know what I mean, don't even try to take offense to that one, Susan). Seriously though, if I have to hear another 'kiddie song' in the next few weeks, I may just snap...
At any rate. There's a lot going on over here in Jayhawk land, hence why I haven't been posting all too much. A lot of it's exciting. Most of it is nervewrecking. Mike can even vouche how neurotic it has all made me. The rest of this week is pretty "big," relatively speaking. So be sure to send lots of good vibes my direction on Wednesday morning and early Thursday afternoon.
Yeah. That's all I'm giving you right now. Soooo...you'll have to stay tuned for more details.
Peace, yo!
Labels: Fleet Feet Womens 10k
posted by Iron Jayhawk at 7:17 AM
12 Camper Comments:
Awesome race, but duuuude, that sucks about the song. A few weeks ago, I broke my "no headphones while running" rule because I had the "bananaphone" song stuck in my head, and I was NOT going to listen to that shit for an hour while running.
I'll keep my fingers crossed for you this week - whatever it is, it sounds exciting!
GOOD lUCK BARB...CAN'T WAIT TO HEAR THE OUTCOME AND TO SEE YOU AND MIKE ON THE 15TH!! i KNOW WHAT YOU MEAN ABOUT THAT SONG...BUT, i LOVE IT!!!
MOM
I've never heard that song before in my life. I thought you were making it up!
Great race report and great attitude. Anyone who can twist an ankle, cope with weird pains and uncooperative stomachs -- and still declare it a good race -- absolutely rocks. Good luck this week.
Barb, you KICKED ASS! Way to go!
Sending vibes ... good luck! And nice 10K time!
Can't wait to hear the details on all that's going on. The race sounded most excellent, too!
LOL! We have those videos for my kiddo and that friggin song gets stuck in my head every time! I like cookies on my pizza, I like cookie pizza please....grrrrrr! Great job on your race.
good job.
You rocked the race. And good luck I'm sure you will be a shoo in for the thing.
Hey, way to solider through a twisted ankle to finish! Though, you should have cursed the entire way from that point forward. It'd have been funny and an interesting social experiment.
Ok, that was a pretty bad song to get stuck in your head. I have had issues with Fergie & Justin Timberlake songs playing out in my head during long runs - and its never the whole song ... its like bits and pieces of them. And if I try to remember the whole song, I just cant. Bizzare what our mids will do during these runs, huh?
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