GollyGadget
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This training journal will tell the story of my running renaissance. Why a renaissance? Well, let’s start at the beginning…Once upon a time, in a land far away, a beautiful princess.. just kidding.
I started my adult running in 2010 when a friend decided to run a half marathon and I thought “hey, what a great idea!” At the time I was overweight and had a lot of free time on my hands (re: single and living in a new place where I didn’t know anyone). Plus, I had always enjoyed running. I could go out for 3 mile runs with no issue. I wasn’t fast, but I took pride in the fact that I could complete 3 miles when some struggled to complete a single mile.
That first half marathon was a great success. My goal was to finish and I did. As an added bonus, I lost 25 lbs and was finally back to a healthy weight. My finish time was 2:01:47 and despite my coworkers telling me this was a great first finishing time, I couldn’t help but think that I could have been under 2 hours so I decided I’d try again the next year.
Flash-forward to spring 2011, I was living in yet another new town but in this one I had friends and a boyfriend. I also knew that I was capable of finishing a half marathon with a respectable time. These factors negatively impacted my training and I wasn’t nearly as dedicated or prepared this time around. I still managed to get another decent finishing time (2:04:57) but decided I needed bigger goals to motivate me (re: Marathon!).
This really didn’t turn out like I had planned. The problem is, my running inspiration was at an all-time low. Now that I look back on it, I have no idea why I thought increasing my mileage by such a drastic amount would somehow reignite my joy for running. I should have done the opposite and taken a break, eased up on my running, and registered for some shorter fun races.
Instead, I found myself ill prepared on marathon day. Based on my half a couple months before (2:00:27), I thought that I would have no problems finishing the marathon in 4.5 hours. In fact, I still felt pretty good at the halfway mark (2:15:58) and was on pace for at least somewhere near my goal. A few miles later the wheels fell off. I stopped to walk a few times -- something that was not in my plan. To make matters worse, even during my rare running spurts I was being passed by people walking. This was very discouraging. I had no idea if I was going to finish. Of course, I was also in a lot of pain, like a lot of pain. I had no idea my body could hurt so badly in so many places. By mile 23, I swore I’d never do this again and being the headstrong woman that I am, this meant it was now or never. I was going to finish this wretched race no matter what. I started running again which surprised a lot of the on-course volunteers and I distinctly remember them telling me that no one else at this point was running. Eventually, my stubbornness paid off and I made my way across the finish line in 5:33:38.
The next year I finally broke 2 hours in the half marathon with a 1:58:14. After that, my dedication to running waned once again. I was still running at least one half every year but my training would falter as the weather warmed (my body was not built for warm weather). Every spring, I would start running with the best of intentions but by the time July came around, I was struggling to stick with it. The lack of running also meant that my weight was increasing and I had gained back 15 of those precious pounds I had worked so hard to lose a few years before. I was officially overweight again. This came as quite a shock, and once again I found a half marathon and planned to properly train (for real this time
).
I set my sights on a spring race and stuck with the training. My goal was 1:57:xx. I crushed that goal and finished in 1:50:49. This is despite an unplanned bathroom break which taught me the important lesson of nothing new on race day, even if that new thing is just an apple and apples are good for you.
Of course, there were still moments when I didn’t feel like running, but this was the beginning of my running renaissance. Overall, I loved training in the late winter/spring. I began thinking about my marathon redemption. I’ve always been a bit embarrassed about the whole ordeal. Unquestionably, finishing a marathon is a huge accomplishment; only .5% of Americans have finished one, but I knew I could do so much better. With my stubbornness once again set on finishing a marathon, it was only a matter of deciding when and where. To be honest, this wasn’t much of a decision. How could I choose anything but the 25th anniversary of the WDW Marathon?
And here were are, 279 days until race day. I’m actively training for a half marathon on May 13th where I hope to improve my POT. After that, I’ll switch my focus to getting faster without losing too much fitness over the hotter summer months. Come September, I’ll be ready to dive headfirst into training for my second marathon. Over the next several months, I will chronicle the tales of my training in order to keep me honest, motivated, and learning from my mistakes. Hopefully, it will do the same for you and, with any luck, it will be a little bit entertaining as well.
I started my adult running in 2010 when a friend decided to run a half marathon and I thought “hey, what a great idea!” At the time I was overweight and had a lot of free time on my hands (re: single and living in a new place where I didn’t know anyone). Plus, I had always enjoyed running. I could go out for 3 mile runs with no issue. I wasn’t fast, but I took pride in the fact that I could complete 3 miles when some struggled to complete a single mile.
That first half marathon was a great success. My goal was to finish and I did. As an added bonus, I lost 25 lbs and was finally back to a healthy weight. My finish time was 2:01:47 and despite my coworkers telling me this was a great first finishing time, I couldn’t help but think that I could have been under 2 hours so I decided I’d try again the next year.
Flash-forward to spring 2011, I was living in yet another new town but in this one I had friends and a boyfriend. I also knew that I was capable of finishing a half marathon with a respectable time. These factors negatively impacted my training and I wasn’t nearly as dedicated or prepared this time around. I still managed to get another decent finishing time (2:04:57) but decided I needed bigger goals to motivate me (re: Marathon!).
This really didn’t turn out like I had planned. The problem is, my running inspiration was at an all-time low. Now that I look back on it, I have no idea why I thought increasing my mileage by such a drastic amount would somehow reignite my joy for running. I should have done the opposite and taken a break, eased up on my running, and registered for some shorter fun races.
Instead, I found myself ill prepared on marathon day. Based on my half a couple months before (2:00:27), I thought that I would have no problems finishing the marathon in 4.5 hours. In fact, I still felt pretty good at the halfway mark (2:15:58) and was on pace for at least somewhere near my goal. A few miles later the wheels fell off. I stopped to walk a few times -- something that was not in my plan. To make matters worse, even during my rare running spurts I was being passed by people walking. This was very discouraging. I had no idea if I was going to finish. Of course, I was also in a lot of pain, like a lot of pain. I had no idea my body could hurt so badly in so many places. By mile 23, I swore I’d never do this again and being the headstrong woman that I am, this meant it was now or never. I was going to finish this wretched race no matter what. I started running again which surprised a lot of the on-course volunteers and I distinctly remember them telling me that no one else at this point was running. Eventually, my stubbornness paid off and I made my way across the finish line in 5:33:38.
The next year I finally broke 2 hours in the half marathon with a 1:58:14. After that, my dedication to running waned once again. I was still running at least one half every year but my training would falter as the weather warmed (my body was not built for warm weather). Every spring, I would start running with the best of intentions but by the time July came around, I was struggling to stick with it. The lack of running also meant that my weight was increasing and I had gained back 15 of those precious pounds I had worked so hard to lose a few years before. I was officially overweight again. This came as quite a shock, and once again I found a half marathon and planned to properly train (for real this time

I set my sights on a spring race and stuck with the training. My goal was 1:57:xx. I crushed that goal and finished in 1:50:49. This is despite an unplanned bathroom break which taught me the important lesson of nothing new on race day, even if that new thing is just an apple and apples are good for you.
Of course, there were still moments when I didn’t feel like running, but this was the beginning of my running renaissance. Overall, I loved training in the late winter/spring. I began thinking about my marathon redemption. I’ve always been a bit embarrassed about the whole ordeal. Unquestionably, finishing a marathon is a huge accomplishment; only .5% of Americans have finished one, but I knew I could do so much better. With my stubbornness once again set on finishing a marathon, it was only a matter of deciding when and where. To be honest, this wasn’t much of a decision. How could I choose anything but the 25th anniversary of the WDW Marathon?
And here were are, 279 days until race day. I’m actively training for a half marathon on May 13th where I hope to improve my POT. After that, I’ll switch my focus to getting faster without losing too much fitness over the hotter summer months. Come September, I’ll be ready to dive headfirst into training for my second marathon. Over the next several months, I will chronicle the tales of my training in order to keep me honest, motivated, and learning from my mistakes. Hopefully, it will do the same for you and, with any luck, it will be a little bit entertaining as well.
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