Tuesday, November 30, 2010

odds & ends & weekly wrap

On Thanksgiving, it snowed.

Graham had a busy weekend of play dates:

I had a super awesome trainer party (note: much easier to tolerate 2 hours on the trainer with friends):

And last night, we hung ornaments on our tree:

And I seem to have overcome my Monday-afternoon-swims-suck problem by swimming at 8am yesterday.  But, boy, is it tough to jump in the water first thing Monday morning!

Monday: 45 minutes lifting (legs), another swim failure: 40 minutes/2000 yards swim
Tuesday: 30 minutes lifting (a/c/b), 50 minutes/5.1 miles walk/run
Wednesday: Rest
Thursday: 10 minutes/1 mile jog with Graham
Friday: Rest
Saturday: 55 minutes lifting (legs), 1:02/6.26 miles walk/run
Sunday: 40 minutes lifting (a/c/b), 2:00/28.3 miles cycling (trainer)

Thank you - everyone - for all of the support yesterday.  I can't tell you all how much it helps and means to me.  

Monday, November 29, 2010

sucker punch

Thanksgiving is a difficult holiday for most.  It is usually many more people in one place than is easy to handle.  Someone ends up spending all day in the kitchen working their ass off so everyone else can enjoy a nice meal.  It can be tough - especially in families, where we tend to fall into old habits about relationships - tempers flare easily and feelings can be hurt.  Family relationships have always been difficult for me, and while I think things have improved over the past few years, it is easy to regress.

Like many, I am sure, I felt stress while I was home.  I vented about this stress in a place that I thought was safe.  I said things that I was feeling - things that I could never, would never express out loud, but things that I could vent about, even overreact about, and then let go, send spiraling off into the universe to then breathe more easily with these negative thoughts out of my head.  And once I had let go, it was so much easier to enjoy the brief time I had with my family.  Trying to let the past go.  Trying to only bring peace to relationships with a history of difficulties.  Trying to banish negative, hurt, neglected thoughts.

Someone, somehow, found these thoughts.  Printed these thoughts.  Gave these thoughts to my parents.  On Thanksgiving.

My initial reaction, of course, was anger.  Pain.  Sadness.  Fear.  And the instinct to retreat.  As many of you noticed, I shut down the blog.  Locked down my social networks.  Turned off my phone.  Hid in bed and cried for 5 hours.  But after that, I got up.  I replied to the email from my dad.  I tried to explain to him why I would vent.  Why I was hurting.  And apologized.  Tried to find another way to show him that I love him, and my mom, a lot.  I heard from my mom the next day.  There have been emails.  Conversations.  I've cried and cried and cried.  Old pain, old hurts, dragged up and gone through yet again.  I hate that people are hurting because of me.  It was never my intent - but I know what people say about intentions.  I am hoping that we can find a way to move forward from this.  Find a way to show each other love and find peace.  I don't know if that is what is going to happen, but I will not stop trying.

I know that I can't hide from it.  And after thinking about it, I realized that I shouldn't hide.  I shouldn't lock everything down and remove myself from my friends and this community.  I receive (and hopefully, give) so much support and friendship through these networks.  Cutting myself off from it would be a mistake, now, when I need it the most.

And to the person that did this, I can only say - there is no possible way to misconstrue good intentions from this gesture.  There is no way to discover positive intent.  The only reason to do something like this is to cause monumental pain and suffering between people who love each other.  But I will also say - I have been knocked down by bigger and badder and uglier things that you.  And I have gotten up again.  I cast no blame, I seek no retribution.  The universe is a fair place.  You will live the life you deserve.  And all those people, the ones that say, living a wonderful life is the best revenge?  They are right, and I will live mine.

I am thankful for a father that loves me enough to become angry when he discovers the awful, negative thoughts that I have, the ones that make me feel like a bad person when I look in the mirror.

I am thankful for a mother that loves me enough to try and bridge the gap that has been created by my actions, that tries to show me how she is able to let go of things more and more as she grows older and wiser, in hopes that I can do the same and find happiness and peace.

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

fatigue puzzle (& weekly wrap)

Every Monday afternoon, I go for a swim.  Sometimes it's up at the Wilson pool, and sometimes it's just over at my gym pool. I usually do a low intensity, medium-long swim (2000-2500 yards).  Warm-up, 1-2 distance sets, a few short sprints, and I'm done.  Nothing super taxing.  I almost never lift on weekends, but I generally get in a long ride and the past few weekends I've been walk/running 5K's (NOT RACING), so I like swimming on Mondays to stretch everything out and give my legs a nice smooth recovery day.  But for the past 5-6 weeks, my swims have completely sucked.

It's not swimming that sucks - I also swim Wednesday nights, and those have been pretty solid.  For the past 4 weeks, I've only been swimming twice a week (I know, shame on me), so I don't think I'm overdoing the swimming.  I just can't figure out what is wrong with Monday afternoon.  I feel lethargic and slow, I have no motivation, and I'm barely moving through the water.  Yesterday took a tremendous amount of mental effort to get through 2000 yards, and it took me 40 minutes to do that.  Mostly because I was stopping every lap to stretch and make deals with myself to get through another 100 yards.

Possible problem 1: nutrition?  I generally eat lunch (pb&j, fruit, crackers) an hour before I swim, and yesterday I ate 3 shot bloks on the way to the gym as well to try and prevent it.  I also had both breakfasts yesterday morning and was fully hydrated.  
Possible problem 2: time of day?  Almost all the rest of my workouts either happen early in the morning or in the evening.  I actually feel like this is the likely culprit but don't know what adjustment to make to fix it (other than, er, DUH, don't swim in the afternoons).  
Possible problem 3: overtired from the weekend?  I just don't think that's it - this weekend was busy, but the 2-3 weeks before this, my weekends have been fairly light.  I took a rest day last Thursday and Friday went very easy.  
Possible problem 4: still recovering from drinking last weekend?  If this is it, I'm going to shoot myself.  If I'm so old that I need 7 days to recover from drinking 5 nights in a row, I'm giving up.  But this wouldn't account for the 4 weeks before this.

One thing that may or may not be related is that I think I am seriously underestimating how taxing it has been on my body to start running again.  Last week I ran 12 miles, and in my head - that's nothing!  But to my body, that's more weekly mileage than I've run since March, when I got hurt.  I've made a huge cutback in both the mileage and intensity I've been putting in on the bike with a nod to returning to running.  I'm 8 weeks out from surgery, so I shouldn't still be feeling the effects of that, but even though my return to running has been slow and gentle and careful, it still might be (okay, definitely is) contributing to my overall fatigue.  This doesn't resolve my Monday afternoon swim problem, as that's been going on longer than I've been running, but it might be something to consider as I continue to figure out how to rebalance the needs of my body.  I also think I'm going to drop back to lifting 3-4 days a week instead of the 5-6 I've been doing.  I'll keep up with the PT but will ease off the rest.

I do remember very clearly what happened when I ramped up the cycling mileage over the summer - went from 10 to 50 to 150 miles a week in a short amount of time.  My quads felt tired all the time, and I was eating like a maniac, and sleeping like a rock.  And after 3-4 weeks, my body adjusted to it and I felt great all the time.  So maybe that's all I need to do right now - keep listening, but also just mark time for a few weeks while my body adjusts.  

Monday: 45 minutes lifting (legs), 30 minutes/3.25 miles elliptical, 20 minutes/1100 yard swim (SEE?!)
Tuesday: 40 minutes lifting (arms/chest/back), 47 minutes/4.78 miles walk/run
Wednesday: 40 minutes lifting (legs), 1:10/3000 yard swim, 30 minutes/3 miles pool run
Thursday: PT (10 minutes walk/run): rest day
Friday: 45 minutes lifting (a/c/b), 30 minutes/6.5 miles recumbent bike
Saturday: 45 minutes lifting (L), 1:05/6.39 miles walk/run
Sunday: 75 minutes yoga, 1:53/28.4 miles cycling

Monday, November 22, 2010

Mount Vernon Turkey Trot 5K: race report

I found this race a few weeks ago when I was not yet running but looking for "test" races to come back to.  I was lucky enough to convince Kirstin to join me for the first Turkey Trot of the year!

We showed up pretty close to the start of the race.  It looked like competition was going to be pretty fierce in the 18 and under division, but as Kirstin and I were competing on our own division - the "walk 2 run 4" division - we weren't too worried.  We started off walking and chatting, and our walk 2 run 4 plan quickly turned into a "my HR is low, let's run" slash "this is a big hill, let's walk" plan.  But it was a gorgeous morning and I had a blast walking, running, and chatting.  I actually have no idea how much running I did overall, because this graph isn't very helpful: 
But I think the best part of the day was the spending time outside with friends, doing a little running and a little gabbing.

Total: 3.14 miles/33:17/avg. pace 10:39

Once the race was over, we headed over to an old diner I remembered from my days working at Mount Vernon, and it was just as greasy and grimy as I remembered.  After breakfast I had to head home to finish up work on the last big project of the semester, but I did get a chance to go to the gym later in the day and was feeling so good that I hopped on the treadmill for another few miles.

Total: 3.25 miles/32:00/avg. pace 9:50

After all this running, I still felt great.  Both my knees and IT bands felt gently used, but not sore or painful.  I did try and focus on running with a shorter stride, and surprisingly enough, my hip flexors have bothered me MUCH less in the past 2 days.  I think it could either be my stride adjustment or the severe PT beating I took on Thursday (or both).  Either way, running with less pain is always a bonus for me!

Friday, November 19, 2010

family secrets revealed!

Growing up, the one thing that we always begged for was Mom's homemade pizza.  Simple but delicious, it was the first thing I learned to cook when I moved out and still provides the base for dinner several times a month.  I'm pretty sure the secret is the crust.

I've made it with spinach, chicken, and pesto cream sauce, jalapenos & green chiles (a favorite), with matching cheese sticks:
With barbecue chicken and onions:
And most recently as the base of the caramelized onion experiment:

Here's how I do it!

Mix 1 packet of rapid rise yeast with 1 cup of warm (but not hot) water.  
Stir in 1TSP sugar and 1TBSP oil.  I usually throw in a pinch of salt here as well.
Let the mixture sit for 5-10 minutes.
Add 1/2 cup of flour at a time, mixing thoroughly.  I use whole wheat flour, and it takes just a little over 2 cups of flour before the dough is right.  White flour takes about 3 cups.  
Pat the dough lump with flour and put it in a dark cool place to rise.  I usually leave it at least a 1/2 hour.
Preheat the over to 425º.

Grease a cookie sheet.  
Knead/press the dough out flat to cover the cookie sheet.
Mix a can of tomato sauce with cayenne pepper, garlic powder, basil, a can of green chiles, & a can of jalapenos.
Spread sauce mixture on crust.
Top with cheese.
Cook for 15-18 minutes at 425º.  I like my cheese brown and crunchy but if you like yours bubbly don't cook it as long.

Happy Friday!

Thursday, November 18, 2010

three things thursday

1. I had a fantastically awesome swim last night.  It made up for all the bad swims I've had in the last 3 weeks.  Although my "sprints" were more like "flail awkwardly in the water because I've already swam (swum?) 2600 yards."

2. I went and saw the Egyptian Magician this morning for all my little nigglings.  He gave me one exercise for my tight lat/shoulder thing which I can already tell is going to help, and a small handful of exercises for my knee thing.  He said that my joints are hyper-mobile so I just need to tighten up some of the muscles around my knee so my patella tracks correctly (there is a strong chance that I am not repeating this diagnosis correctly).  The short version is, I am restricted from nothing, I have a few exercises to do, and I only have to go once a week.  SERIOUS PT WIN.  He also didn't give me too much shit about having surgery and seemed glad that the running is going well, and said that I can walk 2 run 4 for up to an hour, and if things keep feeling okay, I can keep increasing.  HOORAY!

3. And on that note....I've needed a rest day for at least a week, but my life has been too much fun and filled with awesome workout dates to have one.  So other than the 10 minutes of running and the 15 minutes of lifting/exercises I did at PT, I am going to take today off and do nothing!  Nothing, do you hear me, legs?  Well - nothing but work through my enormous to-do list.  

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

'tis the season.... (& weekly wrap)

...to be out drinking.

Friday night the poet and I celebrated a bit of an anniversary.  We went back here.
And drank a lot of this:
Saturday night we went to an awesome Thanksgiving dinner party.  I baked & brought key lime cupcakes:
and drank too much of this:
Sunday morning I rallied hard with a grilled cheese sandwich and headed out for a fantastic morning-turned-afternoon of wine, cheese, and girl talk here: 
And there was more of this:
Monday night I continued the streak:
While celebrating this:
Weekly wrap:
Monday: 45 minutes lifting (arms/chest/back), 60 minutes/2500 meters swimming
Tuesday: 25 minutes lifting (legs), 20 minutes/2 miles elliptical, 30 minutes/7.3 miles trainer
Wednesday: 50 minutes lifting (a/c/b), 35 minutes/3.5 miles walk/run
Thursday: 45 minutes lifting (L), 30 minutes/3.25 miles elliptical, 55 minutes/2500 yards swimming
Friday: 45 minutes lifting (a/c/b), 45 minutes/4.52 miles walk/run
Saturday: 25ish minutes, 2ish miles walk/run
Sunday: 49 minutes/11.9 miles trainer

Monday, November 15, 2010

NFL Fit For You 5K: race report

I'm calling this a race report but it was like trying to run a 5K inside the little car with 9 big men dressed up like clowns.

My friend Jamie came up for the weekend, and the poet and I had just heard about a $5 5K being held by the NFL just across the bridge in the National Harbor.  Jamie is new to the running world (a sucker is born every minute?) but was happy to walk/run with me.  No time goals, no pace goals, just us and the sunshine.  The poet is still trying to PR (darn that 24:xx!) but promised to come back and get us afterwards.

We headed over pretty early to sign up, but then realized there was nothing to do but watch the Redskins cheerleaders and bump into people for an hour.  The solution?  Zip back home, put an Eagles jersey on Graham, and let him walk/run with us.  

By the time we got back over there, it was about 10 minutes before race start.  The poet headed off into the crowd to try and get to the front of the runners.  We hung back and did puppy crowd control.  And here's where we started to realize what a mess this race was.  Over 6000 people were signed up - not sure how many showed and ran, but I'd guess at least 5K (*snort.  I kill me).  The race started on a little boardwalk that was about 15 feet wide.  The race organizers were obviously thinking ahead, so they let the runners get a FOUR MINUTE head start on the walkers.  Not 15 minutes, not 30.  FOUR.  Jamie and I were about halfway back in the walkers, and our plan was to wait until it thinned out a bit, then jog a little, walk a little, etc.  

It took us 10 minutes to get to the start line, and about 15 minutes to get through the first half-mile.  Good thing we didn't have any time goals!  The course took us along the river on a small trail (8 feet wide?) and then into a little field.  It was a gorgeous morning, but even walking wasn't that enjoyable because it was wall-to-wall people, dogs, strollers, and little kids on an unpaved trail covered with tire marks from construction vehicles.  And there wasn't any way to run off-trail, because it was either water or piles of dirt, sticks, tree trunks, etc..  At some point Jamie turned to me and said, "Is this a loop or an out-and-back?" and I said, "It MUST be a loop," because it would be even more ridiculous to double up across the trail, right?  About 10 seconds later we walked past a volunteer who was yelling, "Stay to the right!  Runners coming back!"  WHAT.

After another half-mile or so, we decided to just pull over and wait for the poet to show back up, and then run in with him - thinking that since he's moderately fast, it would be clear out on the way back, once we got past the end of the walkers.  However, due to some miscommunication at the start, he started at the front of the walkers (the back of the runners) and was running 10- to 11-minute miles, trying to fight through all the runners.  He finally showed up and we headed back.  I got a tiny bit of running in on the way back, but we were really just glad to be done and get out of the crowd.

G, however, had a blast in a crowd of 6K people, and seemed to really enjoy the little bit of running that we did.  He's still a little young to be running with me, but he seemed to love it and I can't wait until the spring when I can start him on his own little couch-to-5K.  
We're done!  Time for pancakes.

Friday, November 12, 2010

random friday facts

1. I am officially the grinch of heating and air conditioning.  PUT ON A SWEATER.

2. I don't like wearing socks that stick out over my running shoes.  Sometimes I get blisters from this, but I'd rather have blisters than look like a high-sock goob.

3. I don't like apple or pumpkin pie.  Or stuffing.  Or green bean casserole with the crunchy onions on top.  Or, really, that much, turkey.  I like mashed potatoes.

4. I never go shopping on black friday.  

5. When I was 5, I wanted to be a vet.  I still think it would be a good job for me.

6. I hate printers.

7. I can't hear a difference between the free headphones and the $200 headphones.

8. I have a pair of IU sweatpants that I wear all the time around the house.  They are almost 2 years old.  I think they've been washed once.

9. I have a lot of pink books.

10. I go through the mail pile once every 3-4 weeks.

11. I returned the sparkly dress.

12. I still haven't tried the oatmeal I bought a week ago.  I'm scared.

13. All of my favorite squishy cozy fall sweaters are way too big.  Stupid cycling.

14. I love karaoke.

15. I think I've gone off ranch dressing.

Thursday, November 11, 2010

three things thursday

1. Okay, I might have overreacted a tiny bit.  There are still some small twinges in my knee, but it's healing.  I think I might have just strained my quad a tiny bit on Saturday.  Whew.  Note to self: calm the eff down.

2. I got a chance to try out my fancy-pants new trainer.  I think I set the resistance too high, because after 30 minutes I was drowning in sweat (normal) and exhausted (not normal).  But it's still so much better than the recumbent bike at the gym.  And SO MUCH BETTER than 44º and super windy. 
Hello, beautiful!

3. I've done a few cooking experiments lately with varying degrees of success.  The spicy Thai tempeh with green beans was meh.  Taste was good, but I think tempeh is not for me.
But the first lasagna of the season was delicious!
The caramelized onions-gorgonzola-arugula flatbread pizza needs a little tweaking - onions overcooked, and not enough arugula.
But the chewy brownies with mini chocolate chips and pink vanilla frosting and sprinkles were amazing (ate them before they could be photographed).  Happy Thursday!

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

wordless wednesday: the picture of sweet relief

Whatever is going on with my knee, it doesn't hurt to walk/run - easy - on a treadmill.  
Actually, it felt kinda good.  I will unconditionally accept this, without question.

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

and I'm back in my cranky mad pants (& weekly wrap)

Saturday night I noticed that when I squatted down to pick up dog toys, some pain shot through my knee - front of knee, a little towards the inside, and kind of 1/2 an inch up the quad.  It only bothered me when I deep squatted, so I figured I must've banged it on the coffee table and forgotten.  Oh, and, P.S. - NOT the knee I just had surgery on.  The "good" one.  Little bastard.

Sunday morning I headed out on a ride with Lauren (an ice-cold comedy of errors, flat tires, and icicles hanging from everything on me that an icicle can hang from) and it hurt for the first few miles, but quickly went away.  The ride was short (15.3 miles), but it bothered me later at the gym when I tried to do lunges and squats.  Since that point, I've been icing it a few times a day & taking Advil by the truckload, plus stretching and foam rolling.  Yesterday I did arms at the gym and swam, so my knee was only being used for walking me around.  Continued icing and adviling, and did a very very modified legs day at the gym this morning - did only the body-weight stuff that caused no pain, not any machines or weights, and did 20 easy minutes on the elliptical.  And it hurts.  It's stiff when I walk up and down stairs, and it says OW when I squat down to pick up things I drop.

So a few things.  After the little bit of running I did last week, I had tight hamstrings, quads, and hip flexors.  I probably did not do a good enough job by far of paying attention to this.  I have a feeling that this plus running outside on Saturday irritated my patella.  (I would love input on this as right now I am using Dr. Internet and Nurse Running Forums to self-diagnose).  In reading about patella irritation, it looks like tight calves and hamstrings plus weak quads can make this happen. I don't have weak quads, I have Phenomenal Cosmic Powers quads, but maybe tight equaled weak for the purposes of this ouchie?  I'm looking for advice here, folks.  And I'm back on the schedule of the Egyptian Magician.

And I'm so angry at my body that I almost can't deal.

Monday: 40 minutes lifting (arms/chest/back), 30 minutes/3.75 miles on elliptical
Tuesday: 50 minutes lifting (legs), 25 minutes/2.3 miles walk/run
Wednesday: 45 minutes lifting (A/C/B), 45 minutes/2300 yard swim, 50 minutes/5 mile pool run
Thursday: 55 minutes lifting (L), 34 minutes/3.3 miles walk/run, 15 minutes/3.5 miles recumbent bike
Friday: 45 minutes lifting (A/C/B), 30 minutes/3.25 miles on elliptical
Saturday: 32 minutes/3.25 miles walk/run
Sunday: 50 minutes lifting (L), 1:00/15.3 miles cycling

Monday, November 8, 2010

Get Your Rear In Gear 5K: race report

Wait who WHAT now?  I did WHAT this weekend?

About a month ago, the poet put together a group of people that he works with to all run a 5K together.  By Thursday night, every single one of those lame-asses had bailed for a variety of reasons (summed up as: they suck).  It's a 5K, for pete's sake, not a marathon!  Anyhow, I volunteered to take one of the bibs, and do my every-other-day-walk-run with him (well, several minutes behind him) on Saturday morning.

The weather Saturday morning was perfect - 50ºish and sunny.  Since all I've been doing since it turned cool has been cycling, I've pretty much completely forgotten how to dress to run outside.  I ended up in my Brooks running hoodie and my Target-brand capris, and it was perfect.  The poet was trying to PR, so I let him go up front with the serious people and hung around back with the walkers.  My plan was 2 minutes walk, 2 minutes run, don't pay a lot of attention to pace, just do what feels good and you'll finish when you finish.

I've never started a 5K in the back.  I usually start about halfway back, behind the people that are pawing the ground waiting for the gun but in front of the people wearing a lot of makeup.  Let me tell you, it's a party back there!  People are walking their dogs or pushing their babies, and there is a lot more laughing and chatting and "I got this dress on sale," and "and THEN after we were done bowling we went out for drinks," and "we're thinking of painting the dining room blue."  And when we crossed the starting mat, I didn't hear the chorus of 50 Garmin beeps or suddenly get mown down by an angry barefoot guy.  It was pretty fun and relaxing.  I walked my two minutes, bopping along to my music, ran my two minutes, walked, etc.  Every time I stopped and started running I was leap-frogging people, who probably thought I was just being a giant pain in the ass, but then they would take me down when I started walking again.  

After a few rounds of walk 2 run 2, I was feeling pretty good, so I did a few sets of walk 2 run 3.  I was walking at a pretty solid pace, and running at a comfortable pace.  The 1-mile mark was square with the Garmin, but there was no 2-mile mark, and the 2.1 mile sign (why? why do this insanity?) was actually at 2.25.  The poet jogged back to run in with me after finishing (sadly, no PR for him) about 2 minutes after I had decided to just run the rest of the way.  The clock said 32:xx when I crossed the finish mat.  I am pleased.
This is my pleased look.

A few things.  I know the course was long because all the fast people slamming bananas were bitching about it, and my Garmin actually said 3.26 miles on it.  Whatever.  Chip times aren't posted yet, but my watch time was 31:56, and honestly, it doesn't really matter to me how long it took.  I was surprised at the pace of my little running sections, which was hovering around 7:45-8:00 m/m, which goes along with my master plan of tricking my body into thinking that I'm going to come back faster then I went out.  WOHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Beth, this graph is for you!

At no point during this did I feel winded or tired or like I wanted to puke & die (my usual 5K feeling).  It was just a nice easy day.  Nothing hurt or was sore or pulling or tight or cranky during the race.  And, to my great surprise, this is not a PW.  My PW 5K time is somewhere in the 34:xx - and I'm sure that I ran the whole thing for that.  Mostly it was just nice to be outside and around people and enjoy the day and be running again.  
We tore it up.  Rawr.

And, completely off the subject, I am a complete idiot when someone points a camera at me.  Proof:

Yes, my mouth IS always open when someone is pointing a camera at me.  And most of the rest of the time.

Happy Monday!

Friday, November 5, 2010

random friday facts

1. I HATE it when people don't cross the street at a crosswalk.  If you drive with me, the #1 thing you will hear me say is, "That's not a crosswalk!"

2. My iPod shuffle's battery died while I was working out this morning, for the first time in 5 years of having a shuffle.  The charge it grabs while adding/removing music has always been enough.

3. I secretly like to run the vacuum.

4. I can't stand touching raw meat.  Or cold leftovers.  Ugh.

5. I have now tried to cook tempeh three times and not liked it every time.  You win, tempeh.

6. No, I did not build the built-ins.  Y'all must be crazy.

7. I miss choking on the humid 102º air and sweating my ass off at 6:30am, trying to finish my ride before the sun was fully up.  

8. I think I know why people have kids when G snuggles his head deeper into my side while he's sleeping.

9. I'm pretty sure I can point out every spot on the MV trail where I've had a bathroom emergency.

10. No matter how skinny or awesome I feel like my body is, I can never be the girl that walks around the locker room wearing only a towel on her head and nothing else.

11. I got out some Christmas decorations yesterday.  Go ahead and judge.

12. I love having candles burning.  Actually, I love having almost anything burning.  I'm a little pyro.

13. I chewed my fingernails until I was 23 or 24.  I don't remember why I stopped.  My nails used to be really brittle and break all the time but now they are super strong and grow like crazy.

14. I know that what I've run this week is okay, but I'm scared I'll never get any faster and I'll be everyone's slow friend.  I've never been fast, I just like to run long.

15. I listened to "Raise Your Glass" the entire time I was swimming on Wednesday.

16. I would much rather cook that go out.  This is completely the opposite of 2007-me.

17. My hair is really thin and falls out all the time.  I'm worried I'm going to be one of those crazy bald ladies.

18. I am now the person that says, "put on a sweater" instead of turning on the heat.  That person being, my grandmother.

19. I really, really, really, really, really hate Microsoft Excel.

20. I like having secrets but almost can't stand not telling people.

21. I get REALLY MAD when I have the hiccups.

Thursday, November 4, 2010

three things thursday

1.  Running is amazing.  It's so awesome.  I love it.  I feel so good.  Tuesday, I did the walk/run thang, running 11 minutes of out a 25 minute total on the treadmill.  Every muscle in my legs took turns yelling, "W. T. F." but calmed back down after I sent the message: running is here to stay!  This morning, I did more of the walk/run thang, running 19 minutes out of a 33 minute total on the treadmill, including an 8:30 mile.  LOOK OUT 2012 OLYMPICS.

However, not sure about the 2150's.  They feel great to run in, but the inside of my left heel is rubbing a bit on the side.  Going to fuss with laces and just run a few more weeks before I ditch them.  Did my ankles lose weight?

2. This weather (plus a side of ear/sinus infection) means I haven't been out on the bike since MCM spectating.  This means 2 things: a) time to buy the winter kit and b) I am really looking forward to my Sunday long ride, because I can tell that the outdoor riding is going to be intermittent for the next 5 months.  Saddest of cycling pandas.  

3. I still haven't weighed myself, but when I pulled on my dress pants yesterday, they were a wee bit snug.  Looks like the 2.5-week cupcakeapalooza is officially over.  

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

wordless wednesday

Oh God.
What have I done?
Wow, those are, um, really big.
Maybe I do like it after all...
Getting there.

And also, the poet took a video of me running yesterday because he's a giant nerd.  (I know, I know).  I tried to upload it but an hour later I need to get some work done instead of try and figure out what is wrong with Blogger, so, sorry, you're just going to have to wait until tomorrow.  Happy Wednesday!

Update: trying again with the video!
Anyone want to look at my gait?  Just kidding.
And yes, I always have the gym emptied for me to workout.  I'm just that awesome.

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

MCM: spectator report & weekly wrap

I woke up early (but not as early as the runners) and got everything ready for spectating!  Liz's main man, Wes, picked me up and we parked in Clarendon and met Lauren to ride around and cheer everyone on our bikes.  Our first stop was the Key Bridge.  We rode down Wilson and got settled.  Boy, was it chilly riding down the hill, and windy on the bridge!  
shot from the bridge
 the fabulous (and cold) spectators!
I rubbed the warm tea all over my face instead of drinking it.
Pretty sure they drank their drinks.

We bumped into Cheryl on the bridge who was picture-taking like a champ.  It was really exciting to be spectating at this point of the race - there was a party going on at the corner in Georgetown, and tons of spectators, and the runners were really pumped up as well.  We saw the CAR girls come through - Liz, Beth, and Amy - and they looked great!  There were a ton of runners in costume (we saw Super Mario & Luigi at least a dozen times).  After that, we walked our bikes into Georgetown and got settled after the water stop to try and catch a glimpse of everyone on their way back through.  We had a blast pointing out the costumes and cheering on runners.  Everyone still looked happy and strong.  

After seeing the girls, we walked down to the waterfront, looped around the restaurants and up towards the Memorial Bridge.  We took a slight wrong turn and walked under the bridge, and when we turned around to walk back around, bumped into Joe again!  He tried to steal my bike to finish the race, but we shoved him back into the masses and headed up towards the Lincoln.  We got up there early enough to see the late 2:00 marathoners fly through.  I got to see Sean hanging strong with the 3:10 pace group and he looked like he was eating up the miles.  We saw the girls again, and I caught a glimpse of Liz as she came through.  We also bumped into Liz's sister Katie, and chatted for a few minutes before deciding to head down to Crystal City.  We rode over the Memorial Bridge and hopped onto the GW - a brilliant decision as the trail was almost completely empty!

When we popped out at Crystal City, we were just north of the mile 23 turn-around, and the runners had thinned out quite a bit.  After watching for a few minutes, we saw the 3:30 pace group come through (quite a bit smaller than at the Lincoln).  I also bumped into the lovely Kirstin & Tom, who had the same fantastic idea of riding down the MV to Crystal City.  

Standing at this point in the race was a great place to see a lot of mental toughness.  It's an out-and-back, which means you get to watch all the people that are a mile or so ahead of you, and you just came over the windy lonesome bridge.  Also, you've just run 23 miles, so you're pretty grumpy.  However, there were a ton of spectators and music was blasting.  I got a chance to see my friend Kirstee (who was ridiculously right on the tail of the 3:30 pace group), the CAR girls, Brittany, Liz, and Joe over the course of an hour or so.

After they all went through, I took my ear infection home for a nap.

Monday: 50 minutes lifting (legs), 15 minutes/4 miles recumbent bike, 20 minutes/1000 meter swim.
Tuesday: 1:09/20.03 miles cycling, failed run attempt, 50 minutes lifting (arms/chest/back).
Wednesday: 60 minutes lifting (legs), 45 minutes/2300 yard swim.
Thursday: 40 minutes lifting (a/c/b), 30 minutes/7 miles recumbent bike.
Friday: 60 minutes lifting (legs), 20 minutes/4.5 miles recumbent bike.
Saturday: 2 hours/33.12 miles cycling.
Sunday: 10.25 miles cycling (MCM spectating).