Friday, January 30, 2009
What are you up to this weekend, my dears?
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
"Dear God: Please please please make us not have to pee or poop during the marathon.
Love, Kari, rUntoNamAste, and Laura
To this prayer, I add: "In this we pray, oh mighty Atalanta, goddess of Running and Romance!!!"
I have done some research on our Running Goddess, Atalanta - CHECK THIS OUT!Appearance: A beautiful and muscular young woman. (fitting)
Symbol or Attributes of Atalanta: Golden apples, running sandals (Kari's not so keen on the sandals, but thinks they may be cute)
Atalanta's Strengths: Her speed as a runner, power as a wrestler, (oh my!!) commitment to independence, loyalty.
Atalanta's Weaknesses:Kills suitors who cannot outrun her. (totally digging the suitor slaying part - watch out any males who finish slower than us in Paris!!!)
Please feel free to join us in praying to our new- found Goddess, Atalanta. Every little bit will help.
Ok. Fine. I'll run, I'll even take the dog, but I AM NOT GOING TO LIKE IT. Hmmph!
So that's what I did, I ran 2.5 minutes nice and slow, stopping frequently. Physically I felt pretty good, no pain at least, and at some point I even kind of liked it because it was flat and I wasn't in a hurry and I remembered that it finally wasn't raining and that the wind wasn't even blowing. That, and this was the first time I had run this route in a long time, having ditched it for longer, harder routes. It felt kind of subversive to do a little piddly run. Psychologically, what I knew would happen was if I could just get my heart rate up for a little bit, I would remember that running is fun and want to do it the next day. I can't say the effect was immediate. This morning I did not jump out of bed and throw the tights on, but tonight after work I think I will. This week I am going to run shorter and flatter routes to give myself a little rest and repair. I think I need it.
Please do not think that since I am addressing this to EVERYONE who reads our blog that you, personally, are off the hook. The more peanut butter, the merrier. No Skippy please. Thank you.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Monday, January 26, 2009
Saturday, January 24, 2009
"Single female runners might want to hide their competitive streak as the global finance crisis deepens. ... A Canadian study has found that in times of economic trouble, men are less attracted to women who are career oriented, athletic, and outgoing and more attracted to stereotypical vulnerable, pure and benevolent women."
I was trying to finish today's long run in the same time as last week's long run (2hours and 1 minute, but I'm happy with my 2 hours and 8 minutes. It is still a faster average pace, and the last mile was hard, so I'm happy)
I went for the whole ice bath today, not just an ice bucket. It was almost harder than the 13.1 miles, but I hope the benefits pay off. (I'm still cold)
I'll be skiing tomorrow in the Western New York cold - I look forward to this form of cross training. The skiing has been amazing this year.
More later folks. Thanks for reading - your posts mean more than you can imagine.
Friday, January 23, 2009
I was having a few doubts about whether it was really safe to run to work. Then I saw this picture. Yes, this is the stretch I was worried about... But see that guy there walking his DONKEY on the side of the road? A much bigger target, and yet he seems to be fine. I guess if A MAN AND HIS DONKEY can walk on this stretch of road, so can I!
Have a great weekend!
p.s. I've started reading in French again (at bedtime) to prepare for Paris. I'm reading Un Amour de Swann not because I'm a big Proust fan (although I am becoming one, I must say. I have to read pages more than once sometimes, but he's funny!) but because 1) I have the book (rummage sale find, I think) 2) I hadn't read it before (I did read the one that everyone has read with the Madeleine, Du Côté de chez Swann) and 3) it's in French. Let's hope by the time April rolls around I will be able to speak again...
I FEEL GREAT!! First, it's Friday. Let's take a moment to celebrate in anticipation of the wonderful upcoming weekend....(Ohmmmm). Second, I slept great last night (unlike the night before which was disturbed by Fondu/whitewine/party overload. Third, I got up early and ran. Fourth, I got a personal best on my 7.1 run (the one with the big hill in the middle): 1:09:03 (note that the time is closer to 1:09 than 1:10, which I only point out because it is in my favor!). It was even faster than the first time I ran it with Marzio (the 1:10 that almost killed me, remember? I shudder when I think of the noises my lungs made that time). Here's how I tackled the hill: I thought of it as speed work and decided to run as fast as I could for 100 steps, take a one minute break, then repeat until I was all the way up. It took four times to get to the top. Then, I just kept going, counting 100 steps and repeating, and not letting my mind think of anything else, just numbers (it's therapeutic actually).
That, and I never looked at my watch. Not even once. Not until I finished. It's going to be a great day!
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
AND, as I opended the mail today, I found two lovely checks. Mary and Vicky (you know who you are!)- THANK YOU! There are generous people in this world, I assure you!
Our Cookie Lee fundraising event helped add close to $150 toward our goal, too.
We'll keep running - you keep doing what you are doing.
Do as I say, please, not as I do!
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
I love reading Dean Karnaze's blog. He is the guy that ran 50 marathons in 50 days in 50 states. One time he said that while he was doing those marathons day after day, he felt stronger after each one instead of the other way around. I swear I understand what he means now. The more miles you put in, the more you've got. There's no limit where all of a sudden you run out of them. This is helpful information that I will take with me into week 8. I'm feeling really strong and optimistic. Yeah.
Saturday, January 17, 2009
Following my run, I sent my hubby outside to fill the 5-gallon bucket with snow (something we have plenty of.) I then put that (bucket and all) into the tub, moved a chair in from the kitchen and set the timer for 20 minutes. I sunk my left ankle deep into that arctic water and put my computer on my lap and looked for people on-line to talk me through the next 20 minutes of ice-bath. I assured QueenB that it was simply preventative medicine, as I have taken to caring for my Achilles tendon in that sort of way. She was SUCH A HELP and got me through the 20 minutes (even as her daughter climbed the stairs in roller blades - maybe she will need an ice bath of her own) and I digress - that's dedication and I appreciate it. From there, I headed to the living room floor for a series of stretches - helped by my kids and husband. Then, I hit as cold of a shower as I could stand. After about 5 minutes, I went as hot as I could go. I feel good, I feel empowered, I feel amazed that my body is holding up (except for one black toenail, a small blister, and a mildly sore left foot that has certainly felt much much worse.) ***over 24 hours later and a great day of skiing, I am happy to say that there is zero pain, soreness, agony in my foot or any other part of my body. Yah for the ice bath***
So - Kari, I applaud you! Nice job. AND, if you will allow me to, I applaud myself. (mostly because I kicked the arse out of that 12-mile run that was originally going to be split into 2 6-mile runs. I hit the 6 mile mark and felt great, then the 4 and said EASY, then the 2 and said 'what kind of fool would stop now?) YEAH BABY!!!
So I filled it up (faucet on cold as possible), hopped in and sat down (Yipes! The water came up just past my belly-button), and sat there for 15 minutes (moment of silence for maximum reflection). But I didn't stop there, oh no I did not! I dunked my head in that cold water and washed my hair, too.
How hardcore is that? HEAR ME ROAR!
But the best part is, about an hour later, when the shivers passed and I could feel my feet again... Miracle of all miracles.... NOTHING HURT! and still doesn't. Wow. It's the magic bullet for reals!
Friday, January 16, 2009
I'll split this up psychologically into two runs-- my 7.1 miler and my 9 miler. I've decided I will also think about the marathon in the same way, probably by splitting it into two 10-milers and a measly six-miler. Easy peasy!! What could be simpler?
It's supposed to rain on Sunday and be in the 40s F (take that, Wisconsinites, in your pjs all day enjoying the -20s!!). That's a great excuse to get the fatty out of the way tomorrow and spend all of Sunday sitting in some Osmizza sipping Terrano...
Sounds like a plan... What are you doing this weekend?
Thursday, January 15, 2009
1 cup diced onion
1 garlic clove
1 TBS vegetable oil
½ tsp dried thyme
½ tsp ground allspice
½ tsp salt
4 cups lightly packed, chopped collard greens
1 TBS water or as needed
1 ½ Cup cooked black beans (15.5 oz can, rinsed and drained)
3 TBS orange juice
Flour tortillas as needed
In a nonreactive soup pot or skillet, sauté the onions and garlic in the oil for about 10 minutes, until translucent, stirring often. Add the thyme allspice, salt, collard greens and water. Cover and cook on medium heat, adding more water if necessary to prevent sticking, until the greens are tender, about 5-10 minutes.
Push the greens to the sides of the pot, add the beans to the center, and mash them well with a potato masher. Add the orange juice, stir everything together and remove from heat.
Warm the tortillas. Place a generous ½ cup filling on the bottom half of each tortilla, roll it up and serve immediately.
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
In any case, it is probably worth mentioning that my training has been great this week. I am in a 'gear-up' week, which means I am really looking forward to my 12 mile run on Saturday. (I'm not fibbing about that. I am really anxious to get that milestone behind me and be able to replace 10 with 12 as the longest distance I have ever run) It will be quite close to the half-way point for me, and that makes me very proud. My short runs this week were a breeze to pump out, even though I decided to just run casual and calm - don't push it (save something for Saturday). Kari is a few weeks ahead of me as far as mileage goes, but I know that we are both sticking to our plans and we will each be ready to run this thing on April 5th. I think that we are both to the point where we are so committed to training that it has become a part of our subconscious (allowing us to focus our attention on so many other things - see previous paragraph).
You keep reading and we'll keep running (among many many other things.)
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Part One: The Marathon itself: sweat here, dodge there, pass pass pass and yada yada yada...
Part Two: Lunch.
I have in mind a kind of totally V.I.P. lunch at some fancy place with all of our sweaty running clothes still on. Champagne buckets full of ice, and water bottles wrapped in cloth napkins poured by tuxedo-wearing waiters. I don't know what you have in mind but that's my vision for the post-marathon meal (and we are ladies who lunch, right?). I can already overhear the women at the next table whispering about us in awe: "ohhh là là. Quelles femmes sensationnelles! Simone De Beauvoir serait très fière!!!"
Part Three: THE PARTY.
I imagine us wearing our first and second-place medals throughout the day (I mean it doesn't matter who comes in first, we're both winners, right?) with, I don't know, matching tops and jeans (I think we'll want to wear flats after 26 miles, but you can talk me into anything, I'm game...). We should get there early to form the receiving line along with all of our runner/blogger friends in our virtual running club so that we may be congratulated properly by the plebs. Then comes the bubbly. I can hardly wait!
Anything you would like to add?
Actually, if you're not running you should meet us, too. Obviously. :)
Sunday, January 11, 2009
This freaking piece of technology is a miracle, I tell you. If it succeeds in getting the youth of the world off their keisters and actually doing something physical, it may be the invention of the decade. I pedaled my way to a brisk 16 miles as I watched Beck DO IT ALL! The hula hoop sucked me in, though. I have to admit that my cross-training days have now taken on a whole new meaning.....check out the photos.
Friday, January 9, 2009
I definitely won't miss her tonight though! She is a total PITA if you want to know the truth.
Thursday, January 8, 2009
OK - I think we are done constructing now - enjoy!!
As I was logging my workouts and feeling guilty about not getting a long run in this weekend I reminded myself that blogging really does keep you honest. I am behind on my mileage, so that means I have to work extra hard this week, but that’s okay. I promise to do my best, but not to overdo it. I’m so happy with my drive to run. I love it and don’t want it ever to become a chore that I dread. I feel strong and injury free and want to keep it that way. Today there is Bora and it’s much colder than yesterday but I’ll get my butt out there again this afternoon, take it nice and easy and remember to hang the new pants out on the clothesline with extra clothes pins!
I love being a teacher, but I hate that I have to live high-school each and every day. These kids exhaust me! Imagine how much better I would run if I didn't have all of my energy drained by them BEFORE my workouts.
So, I'm home today with a sick kid. I think I'll rest all day and think about what needs to be done in preparation for our trip. My husband finally applied for his passport - one less thing to hassle him about (poor guy.) Maybe I'll cruise the internet for music stuff for him to do while in Paris.....off I go -
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Underarmour face mask/head sleeve/gator in festive white--I guess this is to help make you look like someone actually fighting the cold instead of preparing to commit crime, but Sweetie has already started calling me Schummy because it makes me look like a Formula One Driver when I have it on. I wore it to help me unpack and think it is the perfect accessory for running to work. Good job!
Camelback backpack with 3-liter water bladder. Tried it last night. IT LEAKS! Phooey! Called Dick’s Sporting Goods last night to complain, stated that I live in Italy, this thing leaks, what can we do about, it. Answer “no problem. Just bring it back with the receipt...” So I guess I’ll have to patch it up with gum in the meantime or just throw a water bottle back there and unscrew the top like in the old days... but really, who drinks 3-liters while running to work? A. It’s not that far, and 2. Three liters is a lot of water, more than I typically sweat out, so NO BIG DEAL. The backpack is perfect for what I will need to get ready for the BEST WORK DAY after the Brisk UPHILL run from my house to work. Here’s what I will put in there: Microfiber towel for dabbing the sweat off my brow upon arrival, cell phone (to call for help if I break my butt in the woods, another reason I can live without the 3-liters of wa-wa. P.s. Did you know that 911 in Italy is 118?), pants, shirt, sweater. I will leave the hairdryer at work for when I dunk my head in the sink in the ladies room, and in case the clothes are still wet when it’s time to run back home at the end of the day.
Isn’t this a great plan? Let’s start next week. I briefly wanted to start today but thought better of it even before I went to bed. I love the idea of being one of those people who runs to work! Saturday I will test out the route with Sweetie (and take notes because there are a bunch of shortcuts that will keep me off the streets).
I tried the idea out, by the way, on my neighbors, who shot each other nervous looks that said “This girl is PAZZA!” Which reminds me that it’s better to be a woman of action than words, so forget I said anything until next week. OK? And if I don’t actually run to work, at least know that in my heart I am very, very green!
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Sunday, January 4, 2009
Saturday, January 3, 2009
Today, my husband convinced me to run on the treadmill - frown. Usually, I don't mind the treadmill, but with a scary 10 miles hunting me down, I was sure I would be BORED on that stupid gerbil wheel. He was the voice of reason, though, as he said that I have too much invested into this trip to Europe and the marathon to slip on some snow or ice out there in the western New York weather. He was and is right. Thank you, hon, for loading up my ipod with new and exciting music to keep me moving today. It was a great mix, really. As I put one foot in front of the other, my 10 miles became 7, then 5, then 2 then 400 meters....zero. The longest I've run so far - and here to tell about it. I think we are looking at another step-back week next week - always seem harder than the step-forward weeks - very strange. As I am reading other people's blogs, they seem to comment on the same phenomenon - don't quite know what that is all about.
I'm heading off skiing tomorrow - cross training, for sure! I get to be the ski club chaperone at work - as far as I am concerned, this is the best perk of the job!!! I think I'll take my camera and get some pictures of the slopes!!!
You keep reading and we'll keep running! (I assume Kari has been running, although she's been on a cruise for the past week. Let's hope we hear from her soon, her silence on the blog is beginning to get me a bit down....)