Posts Tagged ‘half-marathon’

I had a mild panic attack the other day when I went to the Vancouver Sun Run website and read that there were almost 50,000 participants last year.

That’s a lot of people.

Don’t believe me? Check out the background photo on the website.

That’s a lot of people.

I started having irrational pregnant lady fears that I was going to be crushed in the crowd* similar to the rush of people stampeding into a store on Boxing Day.

*there is no basis for my fear as I have never heard of anyone getting injured in this way at the Sun Run and it has been around since 1985.

The whole family is going to Vancouver but I am the only one running. When I mentioned my fear of the crowd to Andrew he offered to run with me. Although I appreciate the offer I thought it was silly considering he doesn’t like to run, he would have to push the stroller and I’m not sure Lincoln would last 10 minutes let alone 10K.

I also had concerns about how I was going to get there in the morning because of road closures and the general busyness of the city. I knew having Andrew drive was out of the question, and I also didn’t like the thought of having him and Lincoln join me on the bus. Lucky for us we are staying with good friends in Vancouver so even though I couldn’t recruit Julia to join me in the race she is more than willing to accompany me to the race – the boys are going to stay home and cook us brunch.

Since the Sun Run is so large (it is Canada’s largest 10K road race and is now the 2nd largest timed 10K in the world) there is a wave start. The Starting Area (not just a line) takes up five city blocks.


The race starts at 9:00 am and by the time I even start to run the elite runners will be crossing the finish line. I won’t know until the Saturday before what wave I am in but based on the finish time I submitted I’m assuming I will be either white or purple.

I’m actually contemplating going to the very back (red) where the runners with strollers have to start 🙂

23 days left.

I’m 20 weeks pregnant.

At the time of the Sun Run I will be entering my 24 week. So far the belly doesn’t bother me on my runs but I have a support band on the way for when it does, and to wear for both the 10K and half-marathon.

I’ll be attempting** a 7 mile run this weekend and am hopeful the sun will be shining – I’m done with winter!

**I go into every run with an open mind, if I don’t feel right I stop. Last week’s 6 mile run went off without a hitch but I’m taking it one run at a time

I just noticed the pink border around my belly shot. This is not a subliminal way of me telling you the gender of the baby. We didn’t find out with Lincoln and we chose not to find out this time either. It’s one of life’s few true surprises and we wanted to keep it that way.


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Being a pregnant runner is something that makes me very happy. It takes more convincing to get my butt off the couch but once I do I feel fabulous. Knowing how I will feel after my run is what makes it easier to get off the couch (easier, not easy). And now that Spring is officially in the air I have started running on my lunch break again. As strange as it may sound I actually have more energy when I run than when I sit on the couch. You would think the opposite would be true but I have come to learn that it is quite normal to have more energy following exercise even when I am pregnant.

But running while pregnant does come with its own set of challenges.

Since reinstating my lunch break runs I have discovered my current personal challenge of running pregnant.

The pregnant lady bladder.

I have been running on the treadmill for most of the year, which means if I feel the need to pee I can just hop off the treadmill and head to the bathroom whenever I feel the urge.

This is not the case when running outside.

I quickly discovered that I could not run more than a mile without having to fight the urge to pee and, unfortunately, the route I regularly run on my lunch break does not offer a bathroom or hiding spots to relieve myself. There were a couple of close calls last week, and one day I had to resort to walking fast instead of running because the bouncing motion was making it worse. During the time it took me to get back to our house I had the following thoughts:

“Maybe no one will notice if I just pee a little?”

“Maybe I need to start wearing a diaper on my runs?”

“Don’t pee, don’t pee, don’t pee.”

Basically, I thought of nothing else except for the fact that I had to pee. I even contemplated knocking on someones door but decided against it.

Following those close calls I knew I had to change my route to one that included running either passed our house or another bathroom option. Thankfully, I discovered a loop on the weekend that is just over a mile from door-to-door, and the bonus part is there is a port-o-potty at the local community garden at the far end of the loop in case of emergencies. It is also at the beginning of the trail that I love to run on. Once the mud dries up I’ll add that into the new loop as well because it is my favourite place to run where I live.

So yesterday afternoon I laced up my running shoes and set out for a four-mile run. I don’t know if my bladder was more cooperative, or if it was just the thought of knowing I had a bathroom nearby, but I was able to complete two-miles before I made a pit stop. Once I was back on the road I make the decision to run the loop in reverse to mix things up a bit and the next two-miles went by rather quickly (in my head, not so much on my watch).

19 weeks before my four-mile run.

The new loop also means I don’t necessarily have to carry water with me while I am running because I can grab a quick drink when I stop.

As my belly continues to grow I’m sure there will be more challenges that arise. For now I am just happy to have found a solution to my current challenge.

And that I have this cute shirt to wear while I run.



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Truth be told, getting off the couch is quite possibly the hardest thing I have to do lately.

I’m fine throughout the day at work (well, mostly), I pick up the boy, go home and make supper (which is quite possibly the hardest decision I have to make daily) and then it’s all down hill from there.

Once I sit on the couch it is very difficult to get back up for anything other than the necessities.

Lincoln goes to bed around 7:30 pm giving me plenty of time to fit in a run before we head to bed. But whether or not I do it is the real issue.

Last night I decided enough was enough.

Since I had missed my nap time run yesterday I knew I had to fit it in not only for training purposes but also for mental health purposes.

And, truth be told, I actually have more energy when I run than when I fall asleep on the couch.

While Andrew put Lincoln to bed I headed downstairs to start my 3 mile run.

On went Dawson’s Creek and one episode (and a few minute-long walk breaks) later I was done.

And I felt great.

I had a shower and sat back on the couch.

But instead of falling asleep, which I am prone to do, we watched an episode of Canada’s Greatest Know-it-All. A friend of ours (Wayne) is competing and it’s fun to watch a reality TV show where you actually know someone 🙂 The Discovery Channel isn’t very prompt with uploading new episode though so we are always one episode behind the rest of the country.

Another run is on the schedule for tonight and I’m looking forward to it.

I just have to remember the feeling from last night when the couch starts calling me after supper.

And now for something completely different…

I am in the market for an eReader. As hard as I try to resist the switch from real book to e-book it’s something I’m inevitably going to do.

The question is: which one?

Kindle? Kobo? Sony eReader? Other?

Right now the Sony eReader is the front-runner because I can get it super cheap with my Sony points.

Your thoughts and recommendations on any of the above would be greatly appreciated.


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I’ve been keeping a secret from you all (OK, so maybe not all of you, but definitely some of you) for the past few months.

It has to do with running and it also has to do with my ultimate New Years goal/resolution that I have yet to share.

You see, for the past few months I have had a running partner that I haven’t mentioned.

Now this running partner is like no other.

Instead of encouraging me to get out and run it has been making me want to sleep on the couch.

Instead of challenging me to pick up the pace it has made me a whole lot slower.

And instead of helping me fit better into my clothes it has sent me running to find something that fits comfortably.

The best part though is I’m absolutely Ok with all of it because I’m really just grateful my new running partner is allowing me to run at all, which brings me to my ultimate New Years goal:

I want to be a pregnant runner.

Yep, that’s right, I have Another Runner on Board 🙂

I’m still amazed at how quickly my body reacted the second time around – where the heck did that belly come from?!

It’s been tough to keep this part of my life a secret on my blog, which probably explains why I have been absent more than usual, but I needed to get into the second trimester before making the big announcement. I am due at the beginning of August and since Lincoln decided to arrive almost two weeks early I suspect this one will arrive in July.

So what does this all mean for my running and the races I am currently registered for?

Not much really, except I have no time expectations and I am running according to how I feel not by how fast my Garmin tells me I am running.

It’s actually a nice mind shift and although I do know how fast (or slow) I am running it hasn’t had the same effect on me that it normally would.

I also have the full support of my husband, family and midwife to keep running throughout my pregnancy as long as I feel good.

At first I contemplated not running the half-marathon in May but decided that even if I have to walk some of the course I’m still going to try. I have been in touch with the race organizers and they have informed me I can leave the course at anytime If I need to. I have checked out the course map and am familiar with the area but at the same time I am confident that it will be a fun experience.

As for the 10K in April, well, that is notorious for attracting a lot of participants so I’m already prepared to go slow just because it will be so crowded!

So what does this all mean for the blog?

Not much really, except instead of me writing as Another Mother Runner, I’ll be writing as Another Mother Runner with Another Runner on Board 🙂

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Sometimes the winter weather prevents me from running outside because there is too much snow and the temperature is too cold. Under these circumstances it is not much fun to run outside so I take it to the treadmill.

However, Sunday was a perfect day to run outside but the weather still prevented me from doing so.

Such is the life of a skier’s wife.

Andrew was gone skiing for the day so I couldn’t run outside but I still completed my 4 miles thanks to the treadmill and a napping 2 1/2 year-old.

I have started covering up the display on the treadmill because I hate watching the time and miles slowly tick away. One of the great things about running outside, even with a watch or my Garmin, is I don’t have my time/ miles/pace staring me in the face all the time. If I want to know how far I have gone or how much time has elapsed I have to consciously make the decision to check.

Not so much with the treadmill. Even if I am watching TV or a movie my eyes are always darting back and forth between the screen and the display.

And it’s just like the old saying goes: “A watched pot never boils.”

Or in this case: “Watched miles never go by fast.”

TV helps but if I have the time staring me in the face it makes the whole process seem longer than it actually is.

My “long run” was fueled by a breakfast of waffles, strawberries and fresh whipped cream.

I have been wanting waffles for a while and everyone else seemed to be eating them except me. So I borrowed a waffle iron from a friend, found an easy (and yummy) recipe online and made a delicious Sunday breakfast for me and the boy.

Andrew doesn’t know what he missed.

Actually he does but that’s OK because the recipe made a lot of waffles so I froze some in the hopes that they will taste just as good after a few minutes in the toaster.

Later that day we enjoyed the snow and built our first snowman of the season.

Lincoln wanted to help me roll the snow into balls but what he really meant was he wanted to smash the snow and destroy all my hard work.

The snowman is more of a cross between a snowman and scare crow, which is OK since we have a lot of crows around our house.

The treadmill is on the schedule for this week but my fingers are still crossed for a beautiful Sunday so I can hit the trails.

Don’t worry treadmill.

It’s not you, it’s me.

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As I’ve mentioned before we do not have cable, or a satellite dish, in our house. We get one channel (CBC) and we only get that because we have a set of old school rabbit ears that have to be readjusted every now and then.

We do have the internet though so I am not totally TV deprived.

In fact, I like it better this way because I don’t end up watching mindless nothingness just because it’s on. If I want to watch something I have to make the conscious decision to do so.

Confession: some of the shows I choose to watch still fall into the mindless nothingness category. Case in point: Jersey Shore. Why I watch it I will never know.

The treadmill has been a great tool for catching up on my shows but once I am caught up I have to resort to re-watching things.

Running on the treadmill without something on the screen is not an option.

I realised the other day that during my most recent Dawson’s Creek re-watching marathon phase I totally skipped over season four.

Say what?!

So this morning, as I was running my 2 miles, I watched the first part of episode one of season four.

I absolutely love Pacey Whitter AKA Joshua Jackson.

He is my ultimate actor crush.

Fun fact: I know three different people who have crossed paths with Joshua Jackson (high school and the movie/TV industry). I think this means one day we will meet. Fingers crossed.

Now, I can’t wait until my 3 mile run tomorrow.

I had also intended to take a picture of my sweaty self this morning but completely forgot. I realize that my blog posts lately have been lacking in the visual department so to make up for it here is a link to a video Andrew took while playing fetch with our dog, from the dog’s perspective.

Thanks GoPro for providing us with the technology to make this happen.

Andrew also uses it while skiing.

You can check out some of his videos on the same YouTube channel as the Dog Pro video.



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Part of the reason I went back to the same training plan for my second half-marathon is that it worked so well with my schedule the first time around.

The second time is no exception.

Not only do I like that Friday is rest day, but I also like that Sunday is my long run day.

There just always seems to be time for a longer run on Sunday because we generally don’t make plans.

In a sense, it is our family’s rest day.

The only difference right now is I ask Andrew to take Lincoln somewhere so I can have the time to myself to complete my run on the treadmill. That darn machine is just too interesting for a 2 1/2 year-old so it’s basically impossible to get in a peaceful run if he knows I am down there.

And believe me, he always knows.

Yesterday they went swimming and I ran my 4 miles while catching up on an episode of Pan Am.

It’s funny how my outlook on distances has changed since my first training experience because 4 miles doesn’t seem all that long anymore.

In fact, I remember one day after I had completed a 3 mile run outside (before the snow and cold settled in) I sent a message to my friend Jillian that read:

“Remember when we thought 3 miles was long? Now we eat them for lunch!”

And at that time we did, almost literally, eat them for lunch because we were both running on our lunch break.

Sure, there are still days where those 3 miles seem to take forever but I usually finish them and think to myself:

“Yea, I could do that again.”

I have a few extra weeks until my half-marathon than my 12-week training plan and have decided to repeat the first couple of weeks. The distances are shorter but at least by the time I get to the longer long runs I will be back outside.

I like the treadmill but something tells me an 8 mile run will feel a whole lot longer than a 4 mile run on it.

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