All I Want for Christmas Is Vic (and a BQ)

No, I'm not contemplating leaving Noah (come on... who else would put up with me and find me as amusing as he does?). Vic, in case you haven't been following along at home, is Noah's coach, and the man who has been subjecting my muscles to abuse each Monday night for the last 3 weeks.

Sadly, strength class is over. But the good news is that my Christmas present from Noah is a customized marathon training plan from Vic that will hopefully keep me injury-free this marathon season - and keep me honest on my workouts. What Vic knows already is that I'm prone to shin splints, that my half-mary PR is a 1:48, that my Boston half-mary PR is a weak little 1:51 (and change) and that my Boston Marathon PR is 4:16 and change. What he doesn't know (until he reads this blog post, that is) is that I'll do whatever it takes to see a BQ this spring, if it's even remotely possible in a far off land. Even if it means double workouts and lots of those knee drop squat things that I hate so much. Go big or go home, I say.

On that note, I've also come up with my Boston Marathon 2010 training motto (ahem...): Nothing hurts as much as a BQ feels awesome. I know... it needs some work. But you get the idea. It's a variation on coke-a-rexic Kate Moss' recent quote of "nothing tastes as good as skinny feels." Kate, honey, you've obviously never tried sweet potato fries or apple pie or black raspberry ice cream or chocolate chip cookies. Because I'm pretty sure they ALL taste better than even the skinniest day feels.

Now for the housekeeping: I went to the last strength training class of the lot last night and surprised myself by being able to hold a 20 pound weight in each hand straight in the air while laying down and do a couple of reps with each arm, dropping the elbow and lowering the weight then raising it again. RAAAWWRRR!!! Yeah, that's the sound of me being ripped. I also (barely) survived the knee drop squat thingies with a 10 pound weight in each hand for all 4 sets, but was playfully teased by a fellow classmate because my "poor little legs" were shaking. But today? No pain! Felt pretty good, minus a little tightness that loosened right up during my weekly 5-mile date with Mary Ann.

Tomorrow comes the real test; waking up at 5 to work out BEFORE work, because I have plans after work that prohibit my visiting the gym. Can I do it? We shall see...