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Monday, July 22, 2013

Where Did My Mojo Go?

Hello everyone!  Happy Monday!  I hope you all had a wonderful weekend, and you're ready for another awesome week. (<This enthusiasm is a little fake.  I work a full 12 hour shift today, and Mondays are always a zoo in the ER.)

Typical Monday pre-shift pep talk
So, my running recap.  This past week, as far as running goes, has been super craptastic.


4.5 miles with my dad.  It was hot, it was hilly, and I was tired.  I knew from the very first mile that my legs felt like they had bricks tied to them.  Maybe this is because it was the first day after my 5k race?  Who knows?


5 miles on Zionsville trail.  It took George and I longer than we thought to get out the door.  We ended our run at 85 degrees.  I can't run in the heat, and I got SO frustrated with myself.  It ended badly.


4 miles on the treadmill.  I was so sick of sucking in the heat, so I thought running on the treadmill would be a confidence boost.  I'm always faster when I run on the treadmill because it's easier right?  Wrong... my 4 mile time was pretty much the same as it is outside.


9 miles with my dad.  This run wasn't awful, but I know that I'm capable of so much more.  This is the farthest I've ever run, so I should give myself a little credit.  It was pretty warm and VERY humid.  We did a 4.5 mile down and back on the Monon trail.  I knew from the beginning that it was going to be a loonnnng 9 miles.

I tried a Lemon Lime Gu at the half way point.  It was terrible.  I had to chug water just to swallow it.  Think lemon lime flavored snot. I will be sticking to the chewy things from now on.  Check out my review of mid run energy snacks here.

So, as I'm running around mile 5 (my dad and I had split up at this point), I see a bunch of people pointing me towards the right fork of the trail.  I'm tired, dehydrated, and the left fork was straight uphill and over a bridge.  I go right.  20-30 people are yelling, "way to go!" and "almost there!"

*Emily's Mind: "Wow, really supportive runners on this trail!...... Wait, why is there a time clock?..... Do these people think I'm in some sort of race?......Am I winning? :)"

I run past the finish line, and across the street totally embarrassed.  Now what?  I climb up a little hill of rocks, shimmy under the guardrail, my legs are too tired to support me, and I fall flat on my face onto the trail.  For those of you that don't know me, this kind of stuff happens to me all the time.

After I got up and acted like crawling onto the trail from a ravine below was no biggie, I kept on running.  I got a second wind around 6.5 miles and quickly lost it at 7.5.  The last mile and half was hot, and there was a mirage of chocolate milk always a quarter mile ahead of me.

This is the part where I got delirious and started talking to myself.

I was hurtin' for certain, and I was willing to try anything.  I had read that some other runners have "mantras" that they repeat when they need an extra boost.  Out of nowhere, I said somewhat quietly to myself (I don't want to look crazy out there), "You are strong, you can do this."  It actually worked!  Who knew?  I'll definitely be busting that one out again.

9 miles, DONE!  I'm ready for double digits!

When I got home, George and I hopped in the car for a 3 hour drive to a wedding.  I wore my compression socks, Ugg slippers, and some dry clothes.  George said that I "look redonkulous."  I have no shame.  I was also ravenously hungry and inhaled a six inch sub, chips, and a cookie.  I heart Subway.

Best iced tea and tuna sub of my life.
George and I had so much fun at the wedding.  His entire family was there, and it was absolutely gorgeous.  The bride and groom seem so happy and perfect for each other.  I love going to weddings even more now that I'm married.  They make me all, "AW!! Remember when we did this? I love you!... Let's renew our vows!"

Sorry George, I love wearing tall heels :)
So, I had a pretty great weekend, even if I was slightly disappointed in my run.  

Next on the agenda, my really super exciting news... but I can't make it public yet.  I really really can't wait to share it, and no... I'm not pregnant.

Hopefully, by the next time you hear from me, I will have found my running mojo.

What did you guys do this weekend?  Have you ever lost your running mojo?  If so, where did you find it?


  1. Even though you didn't feel like your runs were great I am really impressed. I am training for a half marathon and my runs are pretty terrible too. Maybe its the heat but I just don't feel like running! Hope to get it back this week. 9 week till race day!

  2. Awesome job! I have definitely lost my mojo before. You just have to push through, and it will come back :)

  3. At least you got some miles in! My legs are itching to get out. You look great at the wedding and in your compression socks :)

  4. I've lost my mojo tons of times and it always creeps on back when we're ready. You're at the point in training where you just want the race to be here already but you still have weeks to go - you've got this! Link up with my weekly workouts post - it's on my blog from Monday!


  5. Sorry your week of runs were tough! I love the 9 miler though! Sounds like something that would happen to me! I've never tried a mantra.... I have prayed... "Dear god...don't let me die this way!!" ;) the wedding candid is beautiful!! You two are so cute!!

  6. Found your blog on the link up, super cute! I hate feeling that way on a long run! But you did it, so bravo for that! I'm training for a half after having a baby and it has been rough. Especially with the sweltering heat we're having. I hate (double hate) running in the heat! Fall can't come quick enough! Good luck with that running mojo!


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