And then this...
And then I murdered this....sorry little black beans....
I survived and honestly, it wasn't even that bad. I'm gonna go drink a beer.
Friday, March 30, 2012
I did it & I didn't die!
I did this...
And then this...
And then I murdered this....sorry little black beans....
I survived and honestly, it wasn't even that bad. I'm gonna go drink a beer.
And then this...
And then I murdered this....sorry little black beans....
I survived and honestly, it wasn't even that bad. I'm gonna go drink a beer.
Thursday, March 29, 2012
Snake Season
This past Monday I wasn't in the mood to ride my bike on the trainer or lift weights....I was craving the outdoors and some time with my best buddy...and because I had been stuck staring at my computer all day with work, I needed to take it outside.
I am trying to live by the mantra of "just get out and do something"....to not restrict myself, to do something active that is fun and feels good. Why? Because exercising should be fun, creative and enjoyable so if I want to hike, I will hike.
I didn't get a killer workout or anything because it's a short 3.25 hike and I have to stop frequently to give water to this little turd...
It was quiet, hot and peaceful....and I felt a little nervous because it's now snake season and I ran into a rather large rattlesnake last year, so I was on the lookout the whole time. I'm thinking about getting Sadie snake proofed....has anyone done this with their doggies before?
Happy girl.
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
Weekend of BFF's
***I know it's Wednesday, but I forgot to post this Monday, whoooops***
I got my share of my bestest buddies this weekend...and I loved EVERY second of it.
Friday night, I got fancied up and hit the town with my handsome husband. We went for dinner at AZ88, a favorite of mine and enjoyed martinis and delicious food. My intention was just dinner and a drink or two, but Matt and Gio apparently had other plans for us and because they were visiting from San Fran for the weekend, they won.
As Gio said "we are goin out like we are 21 again".
Oh dear. We sure did.
We went to 3 CLUBS in Old Town Scottsdale. We strutted the streets in our high heels, got hit on by lots of boys (while our men laughed at us from afar), drank a few drinks, passed through a few VIP lines and had a lot of fun. Going out at 29 and married is a lot different than 21, broke and single. My husband had too many drinks and I paid him back by dousing his 3:00 am grilled cheese with Tabasco sauce.
I'm evil, mwahahaha.
I woke up Saturday (after 5 hours of sleep, yikes) and did a little work, enjoyed the morning and eventually got dressed to celebrate the wedding of my BFF's little bro and his future wife at a nice little Bridal Shower. The spread was amazing, the margaritas were tasty and most of all, I enjoyed spending some QT with Sara who was up from Tucson, we don't get that very often and it was really nice (and selfish of me) to get her to myself for a while.
Saturday night was another attempt at homemade pizza...we are getting better at this task, and then just lounging on the couch.
And Sunday was the usual day of laundry, errands, a short run and visiting my Goddaughter Natalie and my other BFF and her husband. Natalie will be 1 in May, and I cannot believe how fast time flies, how big she is and how smart she is getting...not that I'm partial or anything. I just LOVE her!
It was a SUPER weekend...I wish I could see them all every weekend.
I got my share of my bestest buddies this weekend...and I loved EVERY second of it.
Friday night, I got fancied up and hit the town with my handsome husband. We went for dinner at AZ88, a favorite of mine and enjoyed martinis and delicious food. My intention was just dinner and a drink or two, but Matt and Gio apparently had other plans for us and because they were visiting from San Fran for the weekend, they won.
As Gio said "we are goin out like we are 21 again".
Oh dear. We sure did.
We went to 3 CLUBS in Old Town Scottsdale. We strutted the streets in our high heels, got hit on by lots of boys (while our men laughed at us from afar), drank a few drinks, passed through a few VIP lines and had a lot of fun. Going out at 29 and married is a lot different than 21, broke and single. My husband had too many drinks and I paid him back by dousing his 3:00 am grilled cheese with Tabasco sauce.
I'm evil, mwahahaha.
I woke up Saturday (after 5 hours of sleep, yikes) and did a little work, enjoyed the morning and eventually got dressed to celebrate the wedding of my BFF's little bro and his future wife at a nice little Bridal Shower. The spread was amazing, the margaritas were tasty and most of all, I enjoyed spending some QT with Sara who was up from Tucson, we don't get that very often and it was really nice (and selfish of me) to get her to myself for a while.
Saturday night was another attempt at homemade pizza...we are getting better at this task, and then just lounging on the couch.
And Sunday was the usual day of laundry, errands, a short run and visiting my Goddaughter Natalie and my other BFF and her husband. Natalie will be 1 in May, and I cannot believe how fast time flies, how big she is and how smart she is getting...not that I'm partial or anything. I just LOVE her!
It was a SUPER weekend...I wish I could see them all every weekend.
Friday, March 23, 2012
A Light and Some Pasta
That was me walking my puppies last night...I absolutely LOVE living where we do. Our neighborhood is flanked by desert and one of my favorite things to do is walk along the edges, with my pups in tow. It makes me feel VERY lucky. But the real light was revealed today.
Back up to last night for a minute. I decided to rearrange my running schedule so that I could go out tonight and not run Saturday morning before a bridal shower I'm attending and to actually enjoy my whole Sunday off with nothing to do (except a short 5 miler). So I threw together a tasty pasta dinner, made with random crap I had in my kitchen. Kitchen sausage, wheat pasta, broccoli, a few shrimp, feta...and the kicker, red curry sauce. It was delish.
I set out this morning all alone, with some GU chomps, a drink and my iPod. I decided to run a simple loop around my house and smaller section of my neighborhood that is a total of 3.6 miles instead of my usual winding paths throughout the larger section of my neighborhood. I feared I would get bored. I did not. I actually appreciated the route...and of having one area that I kept my drink at to focus on as a next "goal" with each lap.
Neato.
So the light? It's that one at the end of the tunnel.
I ran 13.1 today. I walked several times and I ran a slower pace than what I usually prefer to do with the guidance of my BFF Hal Higdon. He suggests running 30 to 90 sections slower than my estimated race pace. I didn't run THAT slow being that it is a shorter long run in the marathon training...
No pain. My body felt good. My lungs are still congested from my cold so I got winded faster than usual, but I was happy with my end result.
Well I better go get fancy for my big night out on the town!
Thursday, March 22, 2012
WTF Phoenix
Really?
I nearly froze my ass off last weekend, got hailed on, and had a fire going in the house to "warm things up". Guess I'll be waking up dawn to do my long run this weekend.
Ugh. I'm not ready for this shit.
I nearly froze my ass off last weekend, got hailed on, and had a fire going in the house to "warm things up". Guess I'll be waking up dawn to do my long run this weekend.
Ugh. I'm not ready for this shit.
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
It's All Mental
Thought I was referring to myself didn't ya?
While I was ticking off the miles on my run on Sunday, I was having a typical conversation with myself. You see, I try to keep my mind busy while I'm out there because really, what else is there to do?I struggled a bit on Sunday and I suppose I can chalk that up to being rusty, being sick, coming off an injury and being worried about the goal of 26.2 miles looming ahead of me in the very near future.
"How the HELL am I going to run for 20+ miles and not go insane?"
"How the HELL is my body going to hold up if I'm not in tip top shape?"
"What the HELL am I going to think about for 3+ hours?"
Those were a few of the worries that raced through my head on Sunday...and throughout random times throughout the days. So I need to put it on "paper" and tell myself to let go of things I can't control. My body. And wrangle the things I can control. My head.
Here is what I have come up with:
1. Run with a friend. I am trying to convince my buddy Trent to run that 20 miles with me. It will be distracting, it will be different and having run several full marathons and ultras, he will whoop my ass into gear when I start crying and whining. (come on Trent, you know you wanna do it)
2. Pick different routes. Change it up. Take the long run somewhere else besides my neighborhood and my everyday running paths.
3. Download new music. Music is HUGE to me. I know this. Music gets me through my runs, picks me up and motivates me. Of course, having something new to get me pumped up will help.
4. I remind myself how many people have done "the marathon". People that are slower. People that are older. People that aren't as "in-shape" as me (funny). Hell, people that have prosthetic legs, injuries and life threatening illnesses. If "they" can do it. I can.
5. Be excited. I am going to work on thinking back to how amazing I felt the first time I ran 5 miles, 10 miles, my first half marathon. The sense of accomplishment and pride. The elation. Isn't this the same thing? Except bigger and grander? Put that in your pipe and smoke it.
6. Lower my expectations. I know that's a shitty goal...and maybe a bad outlook,and I don't mean to set myself up to fail. But if my body CAN'T hold up, I will drop to the half marathon and I will NOT beat myself up over it. Nothing is more important than listening to your body. It's the boss of my mind after all.
7. Be grateful. For my legs. For the lovely Arizona weather that allows me to run outside every single day. That I can afford the luxury of running in a race and traveling to do it. I never take this for granted. For every time I think I suck, that I'm slow, that I'm not good enough....I think to people who are bound to a wheelchair, plagued by sickness or simply struggling to put a meal on the table.
So I'm pretty sure I just motivated MYSELF with all this talk. I'm gonna strap on my shoes and bust out my 7 miler on this glorious Wednesday...because it's fun. Because I can. Because I have my eye on the prize.
I'll leave you with this gem...and remind myself of it when I start acting like one....
While I was ticking off the miles on my run on Sunday, I was having a typical conversation with myself. You see, I try to keep my mind busy while I'm out there because really, what else is there to do?I struggled a bit on Sunday and I suppose I can chalk that up to being rusty, being sick, coming off an injury and being worried about the goal of 26.2 miles looming ahead of me in the very near future.
"How the HELL am I going to run for 20+ miles and not go insane?"
"How the HELL is my body going to hold up if I'm not in tip top shape?"
"What the HELL am I going to think about for 3+ hours?"
Those were a few of the worries that raced through my head on Sunday...and throughout random times throughout the days. So I need to put it on "paper" and tell myself to let go of things I can't control. My body. And wrangle the things I can control. My head.
Here is what I have come up with:
1. Run with a friend. I am trying to convince my buddy Trent to run that 20 miles with me. It will be distracting, it will be different and having run several full marathons and ultras, he will whoop my ass into gear when I start crying and whining. (come on Trent, you know you wanna do it)
2. Pick different routes. Change it up. Take the long run somewhere else besides my neighborhood and my everyday running paths.
3. Download new music. Music is HUGE to me. I know this. Music gets me through my runs, picks me up and motivates me. Of course, having something new to get me pumped up will help.
4. I remind myself how many people have done "the marathon". People that are slower. People that are older. People that aren't as "in-shape" as me (funny). Hell, people that have prosthetic legs, injuries and life threatening illnesses. If "they" can do it. I can.
5. Be excited. I am going to work on thinking back to how amazing I felt the first time I ran 5 miles, 10 miles, my first half marathon. The sense of accomplishment and pride. The elation. Isn't this the same thing? Except bigger and grander? Put that in your pipe and smoke it.
6. Lower my expectations. I know that's a shitty goal...and maybe a bad outlook,and I don't mean to set myself up to fail. But if my body CAN'T hold up, I will drop to the half marathon and I will NOT beat myself up over it. Nothing is more important than listening to your body. It's the boss of my mind after all.
7. Be grateful. For my legs. For the lovely Arizona weather that allows me to run outside every single day. That I can afford the luxury of running in a race and traveling to do it. I never take this for granted. For every time I think I suck, that I'm slow, that I'm not good enough....I think to people who are bound to a wheelchair, plagued by sickness or simply struggling to put a meal on the table.
So I'm pretty sure I just motivated MYSELF with all this talk. I'm gonna strap on my shoes and bust out my 7 miler on this glorious Wednesday...because it's fun. Because I can. Because I have my eye on the prize.
I'll leave you with this gem...and remind myself of it when I start acting like one....
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
Yoga, a run and pizza...
Quick recap.
I had a super weekend mixed with friends, fitness, food, and a little bit of work of course.
Highlights:
I worked at MAC yesterday and picked up some several essentials while I was there...and a couple new fun things.
I have issues. I realllllly needed 2 new lipglosses. I did. Swear.
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So on the topic of my "long run". I wasn't looking forward for this for 2 reasons.
1. Rain was in the forecast.
2. I'm STILL sick.
I was also sore from my killer yoga session the day before, but I think it helped loosen up my tight hips.
Bonus.
I sucked it up and set out, all alone, on my trek. I was aiming for 8-10...hoping for 10, would be satisfied with 8. Still frustrated that I should technically be running 18. But moving along... It was freezing cold, (yet I still wore shorts WITH compression socks and long sleeves, der) very overcast, and I was just praying to beat the rain. And it was clear...for 7 miles.
And at mile 7...the sprinkles started falling, my leg started hurting and then it hailed. Funny thing is...it took me that whole time to get into my groove.
Oy.
I limped through the last couple miles....walking several times and stretching out my cold legs. I made it to 9 miles and headed in. I was cold, hurting and sick of being sick.
But I'm glad I did it...shitty runs like that make good runs SO much better. I'm hoping for one today in fact. I'm also hoping that it's a good sign that my leg stopped hurting immediately and hasn't bothered me since, whereas before, it hurts for a few days afterwards.
Baby steps.
I had a super weekend mixed with friends, fitness, food, and a little bit of work of course.
Highlights:
- Friday evening "Ladies Night" with some of my favorite girls...Japanese and a glass-o-wine.
- Saturday morning yoga in the part led by my great yogi friend, Erin.
- Saturday night date night with my cute hubs at a new restaurant, pizza included.
- My first attempt at a "long" run since Ragnar. Rough. Cold. Slightly painful.
- >----Insert work here----<
- My delicious Tuscan Kale and Salmon dinner. Sunday Night dinner at it's finest.
I worked at MAC yesterday and picked up some several essentials while I was there...and a couple new fun things.
I have issues. I realllllly needed 2 new lipglosses. I did. Swear.
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So on the topic of my "long run". I wasn't looking forward for this for 2 reasons.
1. Rain was in the forecast.
2. I'm STILL sick.
I was also sore from my killer yoga session the day before, but I think it helped loosen up my tight hips.
Bonus.
I sucked it up and set out, all alone, on my trek. I was aiming for 8-10...hoping for 10, would be satisfied with 8. Still frustrated that I should technically be running 18. But moving along... It was freezing cold, (yet I still wore shorts WITH compression socks and long sleeves, der) very overcast, and I was just praying to beat the rain. And it was clear...for 7 miles.
And at mile 7...the sprinkles started falling, my leg started hurting and then it hailed. Funny thing is...it took me that whole time to get into my groove.
Oy.
I limped through the last couple miles....walking several times and stretching out my cold legs. I made it to 9 miles and headed in. I was cold, hurting and sick of being sick.
But I'm glad I did it...shitty runs like that make good runs SO much better. I'm hoping for one today in fact. I'm also hoping that it's a good sign that my leg stopped hurting immediately and hasn't bothered me since, whereas before, it hurts for a few days afterwards.
Baby steps.
Monday, March 19, 2012
Slacking Off
It's been a few days since I have posted....and boy did you miss out on some action.
I kid.
But for reals, I've been slightly busy, and nursing this body back to health...update on my weekend tomorrow.
Swears.
Not that anyway really cares. Hehe.
On another note, anyone been to True Food Kitchen? It's one of my favorite restaurants and I have to give myself a pat on the back for coming REALLY close to copying one of my fav dishes from there. Tuscan Kale Salad with Grilled Salmon. I ate it for dinner Sunday night....leftover salmon for lunch....and that amazzzzzing kale for dinner again.
Yum.
I kid.
But for reals, I've been slightly busy, and nursing this body back to health...update on my weekend tomorrow.
Swears.
Not that anyway really cares. Hehe.
On another note, anyone been to True Food Kitchen? It's one of my favorite restaurants and I have to give myself a pat on the back for coming REALLY close to copying one of my fav dishes from there. Tuscan Kale Salad with Grilled Salmon. I ate it for dinner Sunday night....leftover salmon for lunch....and that amazzzzzing kale for dinner again.
Yum.
Friday, March 16, 2012
Get Healthy
I guess the Running Gods are against me lately. My knee/it band/shin splint/whatever issue seems to be on the mend, I felt great running Sunday...and then BOOM. I get a totally knarly cold.
Damn husband.
I did all the precautionary rituals. Zinc every 4 hours, extra hand washing, extra sheet changing, extra vitamin C consumption and keeping far far away from my germ infested husband, but I still got it.
So so rude.
I sound like I just smoked 462 packs of Marlboro Reds. I don't "feel" horrible, but this chest congestion has got to go.
So while I am mentally ready to run...I don't know if I'm doing myself a disservice by actually running. My run on Tuesday was pain free, but I struggled to breath normally and totally embarrassed Wade with all the loogies I hawked up during our short 4 mile run.
So classy.
Because I am a highly paid Doctor, I did what all smart well paid Doctors do...I googled. And of course, my favorite website (Runner's World) popped up with an article that was just perfect.
Read it here if you are sick. Or if you just like to read.
This part stuck with me the most....and is fairly simple:
"David Nieman, Ph.D., who heads the Human Performance Laboratory at Appalachian State University, and has run 58 marathons and ultras, uses the "neck rule." Symptoms below the neck (chest cold, bronchial infection, body ache) require time off, while symptoms above the neck (runny nose, stuffiness, sneezing) don't pose a risk to runners continuing workouts".
OK, so my cold is definitely below the neck. What's a few more days off on the long road to recovery, right?
Operation Get Healthy to Get Stealthy:
Extra sleep. "Trying" anyway. Sleeping in the rest bedroom even so that I don't disturb Wade with my Truck Driver Cough. Drinking lots of water. Not washing my hair (I know, I'm gross, but it makes me tired, ok?) Taking my vitamins and Muxinex. Hot Tea. Zinc. And a big bowl of this last night...
Damn husband.
I did all the precautionary rituals. Zinc every 4 hours, extra hand washing, extra sheet changing, extra vitamin C consumption and keeping far far away from my germ infested husband, but I still got it.
So so rude.
I sound like I just smoked 462 packs of Marlboro Reds. I don't "feel" horrible, but this chest congestion has got to go.
So while I am mentally ready to run...I don't know if I'm doing myself a disservice by actually running. My run on Tuesday was pain free, but I struggled to breath normally and totally embarrassed Wade with all the loogies I hawked up during our short 4 mile run.
So classy.
Because I am a highly paid Doctor, I did what all smart well paid Doctors do...I googled. And of course, my favorite website (Runner's World) popped up with an article that was just perfect.
Read it here if you are sick. Or if you just like to read.
This part stuck with me the most....and is fairly simple:
"David Nieman, Ph.D., who heads the Human Performance Laboratory at Appalachian State University, and has run 58 marathons and ultras, uses the "neck rule." Symptoms below the neck (chest cold, bronchial infection, body ache) require time off, while symptoms above the neck (runny nose, stuffiness, sneezing) don't pose a risk to runners continuing workouts".
OK, so my cold is definitely below the neck. What's a few more days off on the long road to recovery, right?
Operation Get Healthy to Get Stealthy:
Extra sleep. "Trying" anyway. Sleeping in the rest bedroom even so that I don't disturb Wade with my Truck Driver Cough. Drinking lots of water. Not washing my hair (I know, I'm gross, but it makes me tired, ok?) Taking my vitamins and Muxinex. Hot Tea. Zinc. And a big bowl of this last night...
Thursday, March 15, 2012
Love Bunny
My husband brought me my morning coffee in this...
Slightly creepy and weird, but it's from my childhood and holds a special place in my heart.
Does anyone else like to drink coffee from special mugs?
Slightly creepy and weird, but it's from my childhood and holds a special place in my heart.
Does anyone else like to drink coffee from special mugs?
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
A Breakthrough
Sunday was the day I told myself I could run again. 2 weeks off. (except my shitty 5 miles a week before)
3 little miles.
3 PAIN FREE miles.
Was is my shoes? I guess I'll never really know...but I'm 99% sure it was. Wade and I set out early Sunday afternoon to run. I was so scared...but as I got going, with a big smile on my face, I knew I was OK. I did a little more googling (yes, it's a word) on Sunday and I'm convinced it wasn't even my IT band, but some sort of muscle strain/shin splint in my upper shin.
Lesson Learned: Stop listening to everyone other peoples idea of a "diagnosis".
Now I just need to ramp up the training, carefully and slowly, to get to that 26.2 miles on May 6th. It's a long road ahead, but I think my little 2 week break gave me a renewed sense of hope, and I have a new appreciation for my training.
Game on.
3 little miles.
3 PAIN FREE miles.
Was is my shoes? I guess I'll never really know...but I'm 99% sure it was. Wade and I set out early Sunday afternoon to run. I was so scared...but as I got going, with a big smile on my face, I knew I was OK. I did a little more googling (yes, it's a word) on Sunday and I'm convinced it wasn't even my IT band, but some sort of muscle strain/shin splint in my upper shin.
Lesson Learned: Stop listening to everyone other peoples idea of a "diagnosis".
Now I just need to ramp up the training, carefully and slowly, to get to that 26.2 miles on May 6th. It's a long road ahead, but I think my little 2 week break gave me a renewed sense of hope, and I have a new appreciation for my training.
Game on.
Sunday, March 11, 2012
A Sunday Survey
A is for age: 29...30 is right around the corner, oy.
B is for breakfast today: Greek yogurt, strawberries, lowfat granola and a cup of coffee. Deelish!
C is for currently craving: Nothing, I'm full! But I'm sure I'll be craving something soon...
D is for dinner tonight: Family dinner at my parents...rumor has it Mom is making homemade lasagna, sign me up!
E is for favorite type of exercise: Running or yoga. Or hiking.
F is for an irrational fear: The garbage disposal turning on with my hand in it...tripping going up the stairs and breaking my face/teeth.
G is for gross food: Fast food...it really grosses me out. The last time I ate fast food was about 7 months ago at In-N-Out on a road trip - which I consider a notch above the others. I just can't do McDonalds, Taco, etc. Blech.
H is for hometown: Redmond, Washington
I is for something important: My marriage.
J is for current favorite jam: Refer to post from Thursday, hehe.
K is for kids: Ah no. Just furry ones!
L is for current location: My couch. In the chaise section. With a blanket.
M is for the most recent way you spent money: Hmmmm. At the grocery store, putting gas in my car, dinner and drinks out at a wine bar last night ...SO exciting.
N is for something you need: Nothing. However, I would love a maid, a Louis Vuitton bag and a vacation...
O is for occupation: I sell dreams. Kidding. I sell houses.
P is for pet peeve: People that chew/chomp gum reallllly loud. I don't know why it bugs me so much. Also, people that complain about the same thing, but don't make a change.
Q is for a quote:
R is for random fact about you: I used to smoke. So disgusting. I occasionally tell people and they never believe me....but it's not something I'm particularly proud of.
S is for favorite healthy snack: Any type of fruit. Popcorn. Greek yogurt and Soyjoy bars.
T is for favorite treat: Pizza or chocolate. No doubt. Pizza would be my death row meal, more specifically, pizza with pineapple and ham.
U is for something that makes you unique: I have no idea...isn't that sad. My weirdness? My sense of sarcasm? My mad organizational skills? (kidding)
V is for favorite vegetable: Just one? Hmm...fresh picked tomatoes, broccoli and asparagus.
W is for today’s workout: My first attempt at a run in my new kicks, pain free hopefully. Yippee!
X is for X-rays you’ve had: teeth of course and back....I have a slightly unnatural curve to my spine.
Y is for yesterday’s highlight: Listening to Jay Morton at my fav wine bar, with friends.
Z is for your time zone: Mountain Standard Time.
B is for breakfast today: Greek yogurt, strawberries, lowfat granola and a cup of coffee. Deelish!
C is for currently craving: Nothing, I'm full! But I'm sure I'll be craving something soon...
D is for dinner tonight: Family dinner at my parents...rumor has it Mom is making homemade lasagna, sign me up!
E is for favorite type of exercise: Running or yoga. Or hiking.
F is for an irrational fear: The garbage disposal turning on with my hand in it...tripping going up the stairs and breaking my face/teeth.
G is for gross food: Fast food...it really grosses me out. The last time I ate fast food was about 7 months ago at In-N-Out on a road trip - which I consider a notch above the others. I just can't do McDonalds, Taco, etc. Blech.
H is for hometown: Redmond, Washington
I is for something important: My marriage.
J is for current favorite jam: Refer to post from Thursday, hehe.
K is for kids: Ah no. Just furry ones!
L is for current location: My couch. In the chaise section. With a blanket.
M is for the most recent way you spent money: Hmmmm. At the grocery store, putting gas in my car, dinner and drinks out at a wine bar last night ...SO exciting.
N is for something you need: Nothing. However, I would love a maid, a Louis Vuitton bag and a vacation...
O is for occupation: I sell dreams. Kidding. I sell houses.
P is for pet peeve: People that chew/chomp gum reallllly loud. I don't know why it bugs me so much. Also, people that complain about the same thing, but don't make a change.
Q is for a quote:
R is for random fact about you: I used to smoke. So disgusting. I occasionally tell people and they never believe me....but it's not something I'm particularly proud of.
S is for favorite healthy snack: Any type of fruit. Popcorn. Greek yogurt and Soyjoy bars.
T is for favorite treat: Pizza or chocolate. No doubt. Pizza would be my death row meal, more specifically, pizza with pineapple and ham.
U is for something that makes you unique: I have no idea...isn't that sad. My weirdness? My sense of sarcasm? My mad organizational skills? (kidding)
V is for favorite vegetable: Just one? Hmm...fresh picked tomatoes, broccoli and asparagus.
W is for today’s workout: My first attempt at a run in my new kicks, pain free hopefully. Yippee!
X is for X-rays you’ve had: teeth of course and back....I have a slightly unnatural curve to my spine.
Y is for yesterday’s highlight: Listening to Jay Morton at my fav wine bar, with friends.
Z is for your time zone: Mountain Standard Time.
Does anyone have something really unique about them to share??
Have a super Sunday!
Friday, March 9, 2012
Learning to Say No
The race I was REALLY excited for this weekend? The 15k that starts in the "Mountains" and runs to the "Fountain" of Fountain Hills. The one that runs you up and down through the rolling hills and past lovely Sonoran Desert. The one that gives away tons of awesome prizes and has a HUGE elite field for being a small local race.
Yup. The Bandidos Mountain to Fountain 15k. I deferred my entry for next year. I ran this race last year and it was by far, one of my favorites.
I know I made a smart decision. But I'm still a little bummed.There is always another race, another day, another month, another year...
On the bright side...I'm already paid up for next year! ;)
Yup. The Bandidos Mountain to Fountain 15k. I deferred my entry for next year. I ran this race last year and it was by far, one of my favorites.
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| Last year M2F, lookin like a tool |
I know I made a smart decision. But I'm still a little bummed.There is always another race, another day, another month, another year...
On the bright side...I'm already paid up for next year! ;)
Thursday, March 8, 2012
Thug Life
Nothing like some gangsta rap to get you going while on a run. My husband gets embarrassed when I sing out loud while running...I think he's just jealous of my skills. My currents favs:
I'm so so strange.
Tyga - Rack City
Big Sean - Dance (A$$) Remix ft Nicki Minaj
Jay-Z & Kanye West - Niggas in Paris
I'm so so strange.
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
Lessons of A Rookie
Let's face it. I am CLEARLY not one to give advice on anything running related....getting faster, what races are cool or fun, how to PR, what ratio of carbs to protein to eat for ideal race weight, blah blah blah. What I CAN tell you is how to be a total moron, and learn a lesson. Sometimes.
Fact: I have an injury.
Duh. I decided to be the smart little "runner" (I use that term very loosely, let's be honest) that I am, and rest. For one whole week, And I did it. And then I ran up North last weekend. And I hurt again. And I ran without my insoles because I left them in my other shoes at home. And instead of stopping immediately when I felt a twinge of pain...my stubborn-ass brain MADE me run until I hit 5 miles. Cause' I like things to be even and stuff. Mental case, I know.
So I decided to take this week off as well. Give it a rest. Better to rest now than to rest 3 weeks pre-marathon, right? Right. So here I am resting. Riding my bike, doing weird at home workouts.
I had an epiphany yesterday when the UPS man dropped off my beautiful new/old Brooks Trance 10's. You see, I immediately tore open the box, hugged them and put them on my feet. Skinny jeans and all - I'm a real class act. And then I marched my butt upstairs to do some "scientific research". And for the record Brooks, I think it's a little rude of you to not make these for me in pink, a little rude.
First, I put my shiny new Brooks Trance on my left foot (source of gimpiness) and my Saucony Craptastic (nothing against Saucony, just sayin) on my right foot and had a light bulb moment. It was like a Christmas MIRACLE. They are 110% different in the arch, the padding, the toe box. WHY did I stop wearing this shoe? I pronate. I roll in. I pull my IT band every single damn time I run, strike and roll in - with no support.
I called my husband. I texted my running friends to tell them my news. Share my excitement. I skipped on my walk last night. Of course, I haven't ran yet, because I'm not a total idiot and I really am resting....but I am secretly hoping that when I lace up Sunday, I feel no pain.
I'm a God Damn genius I tell you. OK not really. It was SO obvious I'm kinda mad at myself for turning my cheek to the whole potential shoe issue.
Oh well. Lesson learned. Don't eff up a good thing. Don't recreate the wheel. If it ain't broke, don't fix it.
Fact: I have an injury.
Duh. I decided to be the smart little "runner" (I use that term very loosely, let's be honest) that I am, and rest. For one whole week, And I did it. And then I ran up North last weekend. And I hurt again. And I ran without my insoles because I left them in my other shoes at home. And instead of stopping immediately when I felt a twinge of pain...my stubborn-ass brain MADE me run until I hit 5 miles. Cause' I like things to be even and stuff. Mental case, I know.
So I decided to take this week off as well. Give it a rest. Better to rest now than to rest 3 weeks pre-marathon, right? Right. So here I am resting. Riding my bike, doing weird at home workouts.
I had an epiphany yesterday when the UPS man dropped off my beautiful new/old Brooks Trance 10's. You see, I immediately tore open the box, hugged them and put them on my feet. Skinny jeans and all - I'm a real class act. And then I marched my butt upstairs to do some "scientific research". And for the record Brooks, I think it's a little rude of you to not make these for me in pink, a little rude.
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| I know, I'm special. |
I called my husband. I texted my running friends to tell them my news. Share my excitement. I skipped on my walk last night. Of course, I haven't ran yet, because I'm not a total idiot and I really am resting....but I am secretly hoping that when I lace up Sunday, I feel no pain.
I'm a God Damn genius I tell you. OK not really. It was SO obvious I'm kinda mad at myself for turning my cheek to the whole potential shoe issue.
Oh well. Lesson learned. Don't eff up a good thing. Don't recreate the wheel. If it ain't broke, don't fix it.
Tuesday, March 6, 2012
Spring Toes
I had a much needed pedicure last night...and of course a date with my very favorite running buddy/neighbor/pal made it even better. Me with my bum leg and her recovering from surgery...quite the pair.
I felt like a "Springy" color was necessary and am quite pleased with the results.
Sorry you have to look at my feet.
I felt like a "Springy" color was necessary and am quite pleased with the results.
Sorry you have to look at my feet.
Monday, March 5, 2012
Monday Smunday
Happy Monday! (just kidding)
The rest of my weekend was quite lovely. I ran 5 miles (hurt a bit at 4.5), enjoyed our little cabin and the cold weather, drove back home in time for a perfect Happy Hour with the hubs and homemade grilled pizza. It was the perfect ending to our weekend. My husband is totally right, I have a bigass head.
I am a horrible blogger and didn't take pics of the pizza, but it was beeeeutiful.
Foodwise I did pretty good for the weekend. That's usually when I lose my shit and eat anything I want, and/or in site (OK not always) so I was proud of myself for maintaining some self control.
After talking to some running friends, I decided to take this week off running as well and give myself more time to heal. I will be cross training on my bike trainer and bodyrocking so I don't go nuts. I ordered my old Brooks shoe last night, which a few people said is probably my main issue. I REALLY hope that's true. I'm sorry I keep talking about this issue so much as I would MUCH rather be bragging about my amazing 15 mile run I was supposed to have this weekend, but hey, life is just that way sometimes. I'm still on the fence about the 15k race I have scheduled for Sunday...thoughts?
In more exciting news, I finally broke down and bought my first item from Lululemon last week, I just couldn't help it. I went for these shorts and am in LOVE...the prices are ridiculous, but for a pair of shorts I'll wear often I only feel a tiny bit bad.
Speaking of shopping, I am challenging myself this month and will NOT be buying anything for the whole month...my new running shoes last night don't count, obviously. No shoes, no t-shirts, no running clothes or earrings. Nothing. Nada. Zilch. My closet is full and I even have things that still have tags, it's ridiculous. My good friend did this challenge last month and was successful, so I'm going to copy her and go for it.
Wish me luck.
The rest of my weekend was quite lovely. I ran 5 miles (hurt a bit at 4.5), enjoyed our little cabin and the cold weather, drove back home in time for a perfect Happy Hour with the hubs and homemade grilled pizza. It was the perfect ending to our weekend. My husband is totally right, I have a bigass head.
I am a horrible blogger and didn't take pics of the pizza, but it was beeeeutiful.
Foodwise I did pretty good for the weekend. That's usually when I lose my shit and eat anything I want, and/or in site (OK not always) so I was proud of myself for maintaining some self control.
After talking to some running friends, I decided to take this week off running as well and give myself more time to heal. I will be cross training on my bike trainer and bodyrocking so I don't go nuts. I ordered my old Brooks shoe last night, which a few people said is probably my main issue. I REALLY hope that's true. I'm sorry I keep talking about this issue so much as I would MUCH rather be bragging about my amazing 15 mile run I was supposed to have this weekend, but hey, life is just that way sometimes. I'm still on the fence about the 15k race I have scheduled for Sunday...thoughts?
In more exciting news, I finally broke down and bought my first item from Lululemon last week, I just couldn't help it. I went for these shorts and am in LOVE...the prices are ridiculous, but for a pair of shorts I'll wear often I only feel a tiny bit bad.
Speaking of shopping, I am challenging myself this month and will NOT be buying anything for the whole month...my new running shoes last night don't count, obviously. No shoes, no t-shirts, no running clothes or earrings. Nothing. Nada. Zilch. My closet is full and I even have things that still have tags, it's ridiculous. My good friend did this challenge last month and was successful, so I'm going to copy her and go for it.
Wish me luck.
Saturday, March 3, 2012
A Week Off
Last Saturday, I told myself I would take a week off running to give my IT band some must needed R&R...and I have. No running all week. It's been quite bizarre actually.
Unfortunately I'm much too hyper and spastic to not do anything so I have kept myself entertained by doing other stuff...and by telling myself it's OK to take a few days off.
Here's my sad sad little week so far:
Sunday - 3.5 mile beach cruise with the hubs, 2 mile dog walk (does that count?)
Monday - Nothing
Tuesday - Nothing
Wednesday - 35 min bike intervals + bodyrock
Thursday - bodyrock
Friday - so sore I can't walk
I'm hoping to run today. I had 15 delicious miles on my training plan for this weekend, but that would obviously be stupid, so I'm going to do a shorter run and see how I feel. As the OC Marathon gets closer, I get more worried that I am going to suck and die at mile 18. Hopefully I heal up and can get movin soon. Like tomorrow.
Perks of working out at home:
THIS needs to stop...
I've put myself on a diet...OK, not a diet but have given myself a few rules.
That's it for now...wish me luck on my run!
Unfortunately I'm much too hyper and spastic to not do anything so I have kept myself entertained by doing other stuff...and by telling myself it's OK to take a few days off.
Here's my sad sad little week so far:
Sunday - 3.5 mile beach cruise with the hubs, 2 mile dog walk (does that count?)
Monday - Nothing
Tuesday - Nothing
Wednesday - 35 min bike intervals + bodyrock
Thursday - bodyrock
Friday - so sore I can't walk
I'm hoping to run today. I had 15 delicious miles on my training plan for this weekend, but that would obviously be stupid, so I'm going to do a shorter run and see how I feel. As the OC Marathon gets closer, I get more worried that I am going to suck and die at mile 18. Hopefully I heal up and can get movin soon. Like tomorrow.
Perks of working out at home:
- Not matching my clothes
- Not wearing a shirt
- Looking hideous and ridiculous and not caring
- Watching Glee and singing out loud while on trainer
THIS needs to stop...
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| You will not be replaced Jar. |
I've put myself on a diet...OK, not a diet but have given myself a few rules.
- No weekday drinking (unless I have a work event, then 1 or 2 is OK)
- Cut back on sweets
That's it for now...wish me luck on my run!
Thursday, March 1, 2012
I'm Boring
Yup. I just realized that I have eaten salads everyday so far for lunch. Even weirder that I took pictures.
I guess I like what I like. Maybe I'll be super "crazy" and mix it up today and have a sandwich.
On another boring-ish note, I clearly got bored with my attempt at my "7W2R" and have moved on to something else. Still not ripped. But I can barely walk today from my first attempt at Bodyrock.tv.
Solid.
I guess I like what I like. Maybe I'll be super "crazy" and mix it up today and have a sandwich.
On another boring-ish note, I clearly got bored with my attempt at my "7W2R" and have moved on to something else. Still not ripped. But I can barely walk today from my first attempt at Bodyrock.tv.
Solid.
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