Posts Tagged ‘Pastorius Park’

I am trying to rid myself of the ‘more is better’ mindset.  This is hard.    This week, life intruded on my Tuesday run so I got in only 14.5 miles for the week, spread across Thursday Saturday and Sunday.  I feel bad about this.  I feel that the running gods are judging me.    I feel a strong urge to double up next week to make up for it.  But I know I should get over these feelings and focus not on running more, but on running better.  Otherwise, my Achilles tendon will never get better and I’ll be hobbling around for the rest of my life.  So, since I am tracking both my heart rate and my pace with my Wahoo-Garmin combination anyway, I have decided to take on the goal of to increasing my pace while keeping my heart rate the same.  To this end, I am calculating the ratio of pace to heart rate, and tracking that variable over time, hoping to see it increase.  This enables me to (1) have an achievable goal that doesn’t involve more mileage (2) increase my cardiovascular health and (3) create a spreadsheet!  and graphs!  I love graphs!

Meanwhile, pictures from this weekend’s runs:  Wissahickon and Pastorius Park.

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So, I suppose it will be ironic if I finally have to filter the Pretzel City Sports race emails into my SPAM folder, not because of their sheer volume, not because of their borderline-offensive off-color jokes, but because it is just too depressing to get notifications of all the races I can’t run.   Or shouldn’t run.  Oh well.

Today’s events.

I run 4 miles in Mizunos and orthotics.   My running form has adapted to my injuries and re-adapted to the cushiony shoes.  I can’t be sure, but, I’m pretty sure I am running like Rocky.  Or like Dustin Hoffman in Marathon Man.  I’m using my upper body a lot, and breathing heavily.  I feel I should be wearing a Champion hoodie sweatshirt and baggy sweat pants instead of  lycra yoga pants and a girlie magenta fleece top. My knees hurt from the orthotics, but my ankle isn’t so bad.  Surprisingly, I am able to keep my heart rate at 121 for most of the run.  At the very end, I run through Pastorius Park (aka, the doggie park).  It is doggie rush hour,   the peak after-work dog-walking time.   A Bernese mountain dog woofs at me endearingly, and a hot dog in a little sweater sends the cute-o-meter into the red zone.  I feel energized by all the canine cuteness and accidentally speed up.  I check my heart rate, and it is 147.  All the dogs’ fault.  But I notice that my ankle hasn’t hurt for the last couple of miles.

After my run I go to PT.  Today is a Heather day.   I learn that Heather is a runner.  We discuss how much we hate ellipticals trainers.  We do ultrasound and iontophoresis.  This is my third visit and I can’t yet tell if it helping.  I will give it another week.




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Pastorius Park

I sometimes cut across Pastorius Park on my way back from a Wissahickon run, and today I had to stop and take this picture.

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