A New Training Plan + Motivate Me Monday

This week I’m linking up with Janice from Salads 4 Lunch and Lucie from Run Mommy Run for their #MotivateMe Monday.

Last week was difficult. I really underestimated how long it would take me to bounce back post-marathon. My legs felt alright, but I was struggling with constant fatigue and after making it back in the gym Thursday and Friday, I spent the weekend fighting off what felt like a chest cold. I napped, ate a hold bulb of garlic, drank orange juice with ginger, and focused on resting.

This week I’m looking to push a little harder. I’m doing the Santa Shuffle on December 2nd and even though it’s a non-timed event, I’d like to hit a PR for my 5K. I really like the Nike Run Club app so I’ll be using that again to guide myself. Here’s what the plan is this week:

Monday: 4.5K Kick Off Run
Tuesday: Arms, Core + 15 minute Benchmark Run
Wednesday: Legs + Cycle
Thursday: Arms, Core
Friday: Legs + 4.5K Recovery Run
Saturday: 11.5K Long Run
Sunday: REST

Post Marathon – Final Thoughts

  1. I did it. Holy shit. I ran 42.2 km and I didn’t die.
  2. I can’t lie – I am disappointed with my time. Based on my training I should have come in at least half an hour earlier. But it’s been a learning experience and if I decide to do it again I will kill it.
  3. I was hoping that running an October marathon meant it would be colder than it was. The heat really messed with my body, and I couldn’t even take in my carbs on the course because I felt so nauseated.
  4. I have done a lot of laundry over the past six months. Running and working out five to six days each week means I had a lot of sweaty clothes to wash.
  5. The worst part of a long run is getting undressed. Seriously. There is nothing more disgusting that literally peeling your drenched clothing off of your sweaty body to get into the shower.
  6. Also, after 20+ kilometers trying to get out of a sports bra is like a marathon in itself.
  7. I’ve never had “nice” looking feet, but blisters and callouses have definitely not helped.
  8. But, thankfully, I didn’t lose any toenails! Honestly, this was my biggest fear.
  9. Switching to morning workouts gave me so much more free time. I wish I had started them before I was seven weeks out.
  10. Taper Madness is real and it’s scary.
  11. I couldn’t have done this without my mom. She helped kick my butt at the end of at least three long-runs and was my cheerleader the entire 23 weeks.
  12. She once brought me band-aids mid-run because of the fore-mentioned blisters.
  13. Also, she met me at the last 500m and it took everything in me to not cry. I felt like I was having an asthma attack because I was so tired and trying not to sob. Her support was incredible.
  14. And to: my sister, Kyla, boyfriend, Michael, best friend, Brittany, and social media soulmate, Lauren… your well wishes meant more to me than you will ever know. When I wanted to give up I hung onto your words and they kept my legs moving.
  15. I’m going to have so much free time now that I’m not running for 2-4 hours and following  up with an hour-long nap.
  16. I’m going to miss when my FitBit tells me after I log my long run that I have 3000+ calories to eat.
  17. I’m jumping into a “quick” six-week training plan for a faster 5K. I’m doing the Santa Shuffle on December 2nd and I think it’ll be a nice way to come out of training.
  18. Otherwise, I’m not sure what my next “big” goal will be. So far I’ve thought about: another marathon while setting a time-goal, Around the Bay 2018, a Spartan Race, a triathlon, or dropping back to the half-marathon and getting an official PR. I guess time will tell.

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Each time I see this hashtag my heart races. I make sure to “like” every post I see because, although it’s still not enough, I can’t find the words to accurately describe how much love and pain I feel for these women.

I don’t know their stories, just my own. But despite all of these women fighting to take their power back, why am I so scared to let them know, #MeToo?


Sexual assault and harassment has happened so often over the years that it’s a blur. From being cat-called while wearing khakis and an orange construction shirt, to having random fingers inserted into my skirt while at a club, to being grabbed and manhandled on the school playground, I can’t keep track of how many times I’ve dealt with this over the years.

But one memory always sticks out. I remember being four years old the first time I was assaulted by a neighbour that was only two years older than me at the time. I remember I was wearing a red, one-piece bathing suit after playing in my kiddie-pool all afternoon. Somehow he had led me to the shed in my backyard, closed the door, and put his six-year-old fingers into my suit and into my vagina. He told me this is what mommies and daddies do. This went on for four years. By the time we were “caught” I had been groomed. It was normal, until I explained what had happened to my parents and then I realized it was not. It wasn’t OK that he had told me over the years that he would hurt me if I told my parents, or that I knew if he was in my backyard what was about to happen.

Just last week I was looking over old photos with a friend in her basement and we came across one with him in it. She said his name, and although I don’t think about those four years often anymore, I felt myself stiffen. As I write this, my heart races and I feel sick to my stomach. But I don’t blame him.

At six-years-old I can only imagine what abuse he had to endure to decide that he had to also inflict it on me. I 100% believe he was a victim, too. And part of me is thankful that I’m the one he chose – what if he had chosen my younger sister, instead? That thought hurts me more than the abuse I took.

So, finally, I’ll admit – #MeToo. Reliving this moment is exhausting, and it hurts, but #MeToo,

Final Thoughts Before I Run My First Marathon

  1. I can’t believe I have less than a week to go until my first marathon. I’ve been (mostly) training hard for almost 23 weeks and it feels like I made the decision to jump from the half distance to the full a lifetime ago.
  2. I’m still not that hungry. I thought I would be ravenous during marathon training, but even after my longest run (34 km) I had picked up a burger and a DQ Blizzard, and I was stuffed after the burger. I’m not mad about that.
  3. It is fun to have room in my diet to eat whatever I want (after the fore-mentioned 34 km run I had 4,500 calories to eat for the day, including a 500 calorie weight-loss deficit) but it doesn’t feel great to binge. I thought I’d be wanting lots of candy and sweets but my favourite post-run meals include smoothies, burgers, and sandwiches – hearty foods.
  4. I have discovered I’m 100% a heel-striker. Not only from trying to take a photo of myself running for Instagram, but my shoes are showing huge wear on the heels. It’s too close to Race Day to change my shoes now, but if I train for one again I think I’m going to need to re-evaluate my shoe choice. Also – heel striking doesn’t hurt.
  5. Taper Madness is a real thing. Despite my mileage being cut in half my body hurts so badly. I’m so achy and tired even though I’m getting more sleep, and I can’t seem to get enough liquids.
  6. I was battling with my depression pretty badly recently and I learned that pushing through is not always the best idea. Two kilometers into what was supposed to be a 25 km run, I called my boyfriend, bawling, to pick me up. Thankfully he is a gem that ignored my tears and told me funny stories to distract me. Thank you for knowing what I needed.

  7. Having a big, active dog is fun. I don’t like to run with other people, but taking Cooper out on speed training sessions or my shorter runs was a nice change of pace from my solitude. Especially when I was struggling with my depression.
  8. I also think a lot of my reluctance to run with others comes from being a slower runner. I hate feeling like I’m holding people back so it was nice to have my mom join me at the end of my long runs for 4-8 km, listening to her tell me stories and cheering me on to keep my legs moving, knowing that I was running out of steam. Learning to get over my insecurities and become more of a group-runner was vital to my training.
  9. I’ve looked ahead to Sunday’s weather and I’m disappointed that it’s going to be warm and somewhat sunny on Race Day. If I’ve learned anything this summer it’s that I do not run well in the heat and the colder it is, the faster I go.
  10. Every time I think about the marathon I start feeling extremely anxious but I know I will survive. I’ve trained for 23 weeks, I’ve run hundreds of kilometers, and woken up at 5AM on a Saturday morning enough times to know that I’m going to cross that finish line, even if I have to crawl over it.

Marathon Training + Little Life Update

I’m less than two weeks from Race Day. I can’t believe I’m going to be running my first marathon. Every time I think about it my stomach starts fluttering and I can’t decide if it’s from anxiety or excitement.

I also can’t tell if I’m already suffering from Taper Madness. I had a low mileage week but have been nervous to run because I keep feeling this weird twinge on my right-side that I’m convinced is Achilles Tendinitis. I’ve been skipping the gym, drinking water, working on sleep and stretching, but I think I need to take it out for a test drive tonight and see what’s really happening.

I stopped with my weekly updates because I was really struggling with my depression. There were lots of tears and fits of rage for a few weeks, and I still don’t feel 100% better. I’m taking it day by day, and trying to be kind to myself. Running helps, especially when I can take my furry running partner with me.