Category Archives: Running

Running Post

Remember last post when I told you my goal was to blog with honesty and not out of fear of what you’d think? Well, holding true to that, expect to read more running-related posts this year. If I spent 15-20 hours per week playing shuffleboard, there would be a percentage of posts regarding shuffleboard that would correspond to the time I spent doing it.

By the way, have you seen those photo-ish/meme thingies that say something along the lines of, “pretty sure no one would run races if they weren’t allowed to talk about running races”? There is some truth to that. I don’t take offense. I find it hilarious.


But hey if something like shuffleboard is what you do, and if it fills up a lot of personal hours in your week as your “me” time, then let’s talk shuffleboard, dude! 

4 Things You Should Know That Hold Very Little Importance:

  1. I know where every sani-station/portapotty/honey bucket/port-a-john is within about a 20 mile radius of where I live. And have visited just about all of them.
  2. Because I frequent a lot of the same trails, I have made a friend in his 60s who doesn’t know he’s my friend. But I have a made-up name for him and wave an enthusiastic “hello” every time we cross paths and just recently we’ve progressed to exchanging 3 second phrases.
  3. I’m not one to shriek and squeal over meeting famous people, but one time I sat down for a beer with Jim Ryun who was the first high schooler to break the 4 minute mile way back in 1964. Just kidding I didn’t have a beer with him. It was cranberry juice. I was 13. And I like to think of it as my first date since my next date wasn’t until I was somewhere around 19.
  4. Sometimes I pick up hitchhikers. Coccinellids, mostly. This gal literally stayed on my arm the whole 1.5 I was in the shade and flew off when the sun started shining on me and it warmed up. Clever little thing. If I ever hitch a ride on a giant, I’m leaping off when we get to Mercury or Venus.


This is what I get to look at on the trails.




I run with my phone. Hence the photos.

What’s currently on my shuffle:

  1. Carry Me…Bombay Bicycle Club
  2. Luna…Bombay Bicycle Club
  3. It’s Alright Now…Bombay Bicycle Club
  4. My Body…Young the Giant
  5. Dissolve Me…Alt-J
  6. Fitzpleasure…Alt-J
  7. Pompeii…Bastille

**What do you spend most of your “me” time doing? **

**What music have you been listening to lately?**


My stud cousins

My cousins, Jared and Jay Ryan, are in the middle of cross country season right now and are loving it!  Jared is a junior in high school and Jay is in 7th grade. Can I just say how fun it is to see my cousins, whom I love so much, enjoying a shared passion of running?

It’s so much fun to receive texts like these…

From Jay: “18th for 7th and 8th grade and 2nd for 7th!!!”


From Jared: “Thanks Lana for encouraging me”


From Jared again: “Thanks for the encouragement!!!”


Love these boys.


My brother ran in a cross country race a this past weekend that I remember hating with a passion when I ran it myself. But he’s still smiling afterwards! (I, on the other hand, was always passed out on a grassy knoll somewhere with my hair plastered to my sweaty face and gatorade dribbled down my racing singlet. Not to mention short-term amnesia from oxygen deprivation to my brain. [Durrr who am I?]) Can anyone say, “attractive”?

Don’t Coop and my dad look so much alike? And isn’t my dad the cutest man in the whole wide world?


So proud of you, Cooper, Jared, and Jay! Good luck with the rest of your season!

[What has put a smile on your face today?] 🙂

Tuesday’s Things

Can we just talk about how excited I am about this half marathon in the Spring? I’m having so much fun revising my training for a longer race distance.

Have I told you about my workout calendar? In my enthusiasm & elation regarding “everything that is half-marathon related right now”, I made a monthly calendar where I log my daily training. Confession: I may or may not have used crayons in said completion of training calendar. After I decide definitively if I am too embarrassed or not to show it to you, there is a chance I may eventually post a photo of it.

Anyways. On Tuesday, I did a 12 mile run with an 8 mile tempo in the middle of it. [A “tempo” is where you run “x” seconds slower than desired race pace goal. It’s not considered a “speed” workout, but a somewhat challenging pace that you can maintain for a certain distance.] Somewhere around mile 5 I felt a pebble burrowed into my running flats peskily under my second toe, and I could feel it with every step. SUPER ANNOYING. It’s like these particular flats were designed to slurp up pebbles into the sole.



There’s not always a ton to think about when covering that distance by yourself, so my train of thought went like this “I’m going to have to put up with this for 7 more miles…Maybe I’ll alter my stride so I don’t feel the pebble…No don’t do that you’re just asking for injury…ohmygosh what if I get a stress fracture.” So I abruptly stopped, got another rock to fish the pebble out of the orange waffle on the bottom of my foot, and continued on.

Other thoughts roaming through Lana’s head during this time frame. “Is the fog EVER going to clear up? I can’t see more than 100 meters in front of my face!…I miss running with Lauren Watson. Hot cocoa hot cocoa hot cocoa. It’s only 32 F right now – how did I ever used to race in basically underwear in these conditions? Was I crazy?! Am I still crazy??! Probably. I wish our balcony had a built-in hot tub. And that the hot tub had a faucet. And the faucet produced an ice cold Stout. And the mug for the Stout had lizards and kokopelli men on it. And I wish I was in that hot tub right friggin’ now.

The 12 miles were completed, and the 8 mile tempo’s pace was ran faster than predicted. Overall, and most importantly, I had a blast doing it.

My two days off of work (during the work week) usually consist of three main things: running, grocery shopping, and laundry. Oh and reading. Lots of reading in the Lacey household lately.

As a reward for errand running (which I loathe), I treat myself to sushi. Just about every week. Sometimes two packages worth if we ate all our dessert in the house the night before and I need extra sushi to fill me up. (My very logical reasoning.) Sushi and french-pressed coffee. Defiled with a profane amount of cream, of course. (Is it coffee or is it tan milk?? Nooobody knooows!)


I love being out of college and having time to read novels! One could say I’m making up for lost time.


Sometimes I forget to empty the lint filter. By “sometimes” I mean “all the time”. The clothes just weren’t drying as fast that day! I wonder why. This erased my perplexity regarding the matter. Thanks, Tyrel, for keeping me in line.

That’s all for Tuesday’s things. My birthday is Sunday and Ty said we have plans for Saturday but he’s not telling me what they are. I love surprises!