Monday, November 30, 2009

Running Rugby is Still Possible!

If anyone watched the All Blacks or Wallabies play on the weekend, they probably noticed something markedly different than what took place in most internationals this year – very little kicking, and lots of ball-in-hand running!  It’s still possible, and very rewarding when you try it!

I hope everyone takes a lesson from this, realising that running rugby is indeed possible, and rewarding, under new Law realities.  Rather than play ‘kick and hope’ negative rugby, teams should realise that winning your own ball at a ruck is not an impossibility with the tackler-hands-in clarification so long as ball carriers hold their feet and support is present and tenacious.  What I also noticed was very little of the short pass to a static pod 5m from the last ruck – I hate this ‘tactic.’  I realise it’s meant to move things along and disrupt the defence from the last static ruck, but it rarely serves that purpose.  What the Kiwis and Aussies showed was something I thought we all considered when defences got more organised – you have to get away from the clutter and attack the space out wide.  I felt giddy watching forwards making deft passes and hitting spaces rather than faces out wide – especially from my new hero, Benn Robinson.  Then the rest of the front row set up Pocock’s try playing ’scrum half’ and ‘fly half’!  I joked that if Giteau got hurt, Deans wouldn’t have to worry as their whole front row had all the skills to replace him.  And I think that’s an important aspect that Australians and New Zealanders haven’t forgot – that rugby is best played when every player has the full range of skills to be a productive member on the field in any situation.

Alas, I don’t think even some of the other top 10 nations, let alone us minnows, can (or at least have the will to) keep up, as their players just don’t have the skills.  This should have alarm bells ringing that we need to focus on creating skilled players, not physically imposing monsters.  Having watched England the last few weeks, the likes of 6′7″ wing Matt Banahan and human cannonball centre Dan Hipkiss have demonstrated that many international backs don’t even have the full range of passing and awareness skills!  That said, I fully believe England has the personnel available to them – the likes of Ben Foden, Mathew Tait, Dominic Waldouck – but Johnno and the lads simply won’t pick them for whatever reason.  As the criticisms have been fast and furioius the past few weeks – on many nations, not just England – I hope change is a comin’ soon.  I think many of the critics, including some of the old guard who are still playing, like Simon Shaw, are right in saying that the modern professional player tends to be a ‘gym monkey’ and not a fully skilled and dynamic ‘rugby player.’  I hope the lessons taught to them by the All Blacks and Wallabies will reverse the paradigm shift from the time when everyone wanted to find their ‘Lomu’ – harking back to an era when the smaller, skilled back was the ideal, but also combining that with a more modern one where even forwards are expected to do the right thing in an attacking situation.  It’ll be interesting to see what the Six Nations adopt in the new year as a result of the lessons the Aussies and Kiwis taught them … and even from the Boks, whose woeful performances were simply a result of their misguided ‘kick everything’ policy.  Hopefully they make the right adjustments for the sake of not only the fan who wants to see an exciting game, but also viewers who (often misguidedly) adopt international / professional styles of play at the amateur level.

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NaNoWriMo Day 29, 50,570 Words and Post-NaNoWrimo Victory Update.

The first thing I did this morning was 15 minutes of Write or Die Desktop Edition, and quickly knocked out 448 words for the novel.  I added a sentence here or there later in the morning, for a total of 535 more words for the novel.  Since I WON NANOWRIMO YESTERDAY, the pressure is off, and I had a bunch of other things I wanted/needed to do today.  Here, in no particular order, are some of the things that occupied my time today besides working on my novel:

  • Ran 6.39 miles very slowly (1:04:04).  It was my first run since Nov. 17, and my longest since Oct. 25. I lost a lot of speed (and muscle) in the month spent in front of the computer every waking moment, and it will take a little while to get it back.
  • Read a little of the Sunday New York Times for the first time in mumble mumble.
  • Worked. I’ve got a lot going on at the office (and out of town) between now and Christmas.
  • Went to lunch with the Siren and the kids at the diner for the first time in weeks.
  • Played Sorry with the kids while the Siren went to the supermarket to buy more butter, flour, and sugar for NaCoBakMo.
  • Went to the supermarket after the Sorry game to pick up the dishwasher detergent that the Siren forgot so she could focus on baking cookies.
  • Worked some more.
  • Listened to Christmas music. The Hanukkah music comes later, closer to the holiday itself, because there isn’t as much of it that I like.
  • Ate some cookies before dinner.
  • Listened to the first episode of The Cinnamon Bear with the family during dinner.
  • Ate some more cookies for dessert.
  • Got the kids to bed.
  • Worked more.
  • Had one last cookie.
  • Paid our property taxes.
  • Told the kids to go back to bed.

As much as I enjoyed NaNoWriMo, and I did, it’s good to be able to do a few other things, too.

IMPORTANT: You may have noticed my references to NaCoBakMo and eating cookies, lots of delicious cookies.  The love of my life, the Green-Eyed Siren, has started the first ever National Cookie Baking Month to raise money for our neighborhood anti-hunger charity, the Irving Park Community Food Pantry.  You can read about Day 1 here, and Day 2 here.  She’s baking cookies every day from now through Christmas Eve, and will send a batch to everyone who donates $25 to the IPCFP before then and emails her the receipt. Please participate so that I don’t end up eating all of these cookies myself.  To encourage you further (although if you’ve ever tasted the Siren’s cooking, you would need no further incentive), we’ll match the first $500 in donations.  Get off my blog and over to hers to read the details and see pictures of the delectable dainties as she makes them.

FINALLY, I leave you with The NaNoWriMo Song, because it’s awesome:

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Friday, November 27, 2009

My solemn Christmas vows

– I vow that my total viewings of “A Christmas Story”  – the greatest Christmas movie every made in which a leg lamp plays a prominent role — will exceed the total number of miles I run in the month of December. And I plan to run a lot.

– Mo and I were named Volunteers of the Month  for our tireless efforts to scare the bejeezies out of elderly people by driving them around town. At first I was quite proud, but later found out that it’s only because I had turned in one of my reports in Farsi, and they were fearful of a terrorist attack. Oh, well. I’m keeping my certificate anyhow. I vow never to turn in another report using Farsi.

– I vow not to eat mangos. Or to dress up like Mango.

– I vow never again to say “You too” to a 7-11 clerk who tells me to have a nice day. In the first place, I don’t think it’s their place to evaluate me in 10 seconds and deem that I should be having a nice day. I enjoy being cranky and I don’t appreciate their advice. In the second place, I really, really DON’T want them to have a nice day. They’re charging me a buck twenty nine for a Big Gulp? I want them to suffer.

– I vow to be a nicer person. (Damn. I think I already blew it.)

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4 Miles and 50k...

And I raced past the finish line last night.  Now all that’s left is the official confirmation from the NaNoWriMo site that I actually have the 50k to win the challenge. Tomorrow I’m going to do the upload, get the good news and claim my badge. It’s been a good f*cking Thanksgiving day. I’m sitting on my laurels of reaching that 50k and I’m also celebrating the fact that I accomplished another goal I had secretly tucked away.  Today I ran the section.  Yep all of it. I didn’t stop once. For those who do not know a section is 4 miles. Never did I think I would be running again. But I am. I guess I never would have guessed I would be writing like a maniac either, but I am. I know longer can imagine existing without writing. I crave it. Some days nothing comes from writing, but other days the words slide out and fill the page. I love those days. I guess on this fine Thanksgiving Holiday I had an epiphany. Maybe it was because I was in totally oxygen debt but I am ready to claim the title of Writer. I am a writer. No I am not published…YET…but I am still a writer.

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Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Road to Camsur 2010: For the AVERAGE PINOY

If you are like me who works 8 hours plus a day, got a wife, kids plus other activities and hobbies but truly interested in joining next years Ironman 70.3 Philippines next year…you may want to check this out.

This program is based on my years of experience in the sport, and my life as an ordinary working-family man in consideration of the many responsibilities (personal and professional) that somehow, the need to accomplish a feat comes close to priority 1-must need to! Moreover, this is in response to the many emails and text messages from friends and readers of my site wanting to join IM Phil with little or no experience in triathlons. For the naysayers and dickheads, I would like to reiterate that I am no expert nor champion but merely an average age-grouper a few pounds overweight with blisters and corn in every crevice of my body.

For starters, I would like to emphasize that this program is meant for those who have a considerable amount of fitness. Meaning, those who can swim, bike and run (not consecutively) in a moderate manner. I highly suggest to consult your doctor or physician before getting into this program or any physical activity for that matter. I cannot guarantee that undergoing this program will give you “uber” supernatural strength and finish the race below cut off time.

As an average pinoy, my limited budget dictates that I do not have the luxury of a heart rate monitor, gps system or cyclometer with cadence. Hence, i am going old school with this training program like the early days of Dave Scott and Molina. If by chance that your are blessed with cash, do partake in proper equipment such as those mentioned earlier. Nothing beats technology nowadays.

Ok here we go…

This training program begins December of this year, wherein this is called the Adaptation phase. Like any well written speech, this given you an eye opener what to expect in the next few months of training. The intensity is fairly low but some may find it a too strenuous to begin with. Ergo, go easy at first. Adpatation will last exactly 4 weeks before 2009 ends.

Guidelines

  • PE or Perceived exertion, 1 little effort and 5 being 100% effort.
  • Swim means pick any of the previous swim programs I have posted in the past.
  • Don’t fret if you missed a workout. Its fine, we are human. Just go on and continue the next day
  • Leave 1 day for total rest
  • Speed is not as important as consistency.
  • Easy workouts every 4th Week called active recovery
  • Listen to your body, DO NOT OVERTRAIN – go easy if you have to.
  • This is time based to prevent serious injuries.
  • BRICK: Means bike and run immediately – dont forget your shoes

Adaptation Week 1-4 Dec 2009

Monday                       Easy Run 30min

Tuesday                       BRICK: Bike 60 min trainer w intervals. PE 4, BRICK: Run 20 min intense PE 4

Wednesday                 Swim, Bike: 60min steady. Light recovery High Cadence

Thursday                     Rest

Friday                           Swim, Run: Easy Run 30min PE 2-3

Saturday                      Bike: Long 90 min PE 3-4

Sunday                         Run: Long Run 60min PE 3

Be safe and train wisely. Next Build Phase.

[Via http://karlosports.wordpress.com]

You’re invited…

TO THE GUN SHOW!!!!

gun show

Woo-pah!!!! Seriously, whose arm is this? Albeit, the flexing, lighting and flattering angle helps ;) My face is cut out because I’d just stumbled out of bed and it’s smeared in drool and yesterday’s mascara.

Now, I’m not one to go flaunting my body around town, especially on the internet. But, well, I’m kinda proud of my little muscle! You’ve probably heard me whine before that aaalllll my body fat goes to my stomach. So, in my head, my composition looks like this big round middle with skinny arms and legs poking out. I don’t really want to lose any more body fat to take care of the tummy situation (Chris may dump me if my boobs get any smaller :P ). BUT, I can work on making my arms and legs look a little more solid. Apparently, that work has so far been paying off :D

In other news I want to thankyouthankyouthankyou for the kind and congratulatory comments about my new job prospects. I am so lucky to have not only a supportive family behind me, but a slew of blog friends out there backing me up as well :) I’m a little apprehensive about announcing it to my wider circle of acquaintances, co-workers and old schoolmates. They all think I’m crazy for leaving a solid journalism job. For so long I’ve been told that I’m a good journalist. I think that’s why I stuck it out, because I was just following the praise. These people just assume I’d do what I’m good at, but being good at something is not enough.

Plus, as my mommy pointed out, not one person in my family works in the field of their undergraduate degree. The best example being my lovely sister Jane. She was a star psychology student, and gave it all up after graduation to pursue her passion for music. She’s now got two albums under her belt and living a life she loves making music in Quebec City (which you can listen to here!)

Minutes after registering for the personal training course yesterday, I got this in my inbox:

email

Is that a sign or what!? Totally unrelated too, the e-mail just popped up out of the blue. I can’t go though because I have to stay in Fredericton. Would have been nice to scope out what it’s like to work there.

 

So this morning, I tried out something that’s been a long time coming – eggs in a basket!

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Eggs + toast is my favourite breakfast, and I’d never tried it!

There was some dippage happening…

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It was fun :) Although, I think I still prefer the usual fried egg on top.

I had a date with the treadmill today, so I snacked on another new-to-me Larabar flavour for some sugar energy.

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Is there coconut oil in the American version too? I’m not opposed to coconut oil, from everything I’ve read it’s pretty good for you (in moderation, of course ;) )

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First, I found it was really mushy. If I buy this again, I’ll keep it in the fridge. It was good but if I had to choose, I like the cocoa coconut better. This is kinda plain, like just dates and coconut. I know that’s the point, but it was just missing a little sumthin’.

My “dreadmill” sesh was stellar today!

On a 1% incline:

2 minutes @ 3.0 mph
3 minutes @ 3.5 mph
5 minutes @ 5.8 mph
10 minutes of 1-minute intervals @ 5.8 mph & 6.2 mph
10 minutes of 1-minute intervals @ 6.0 mph & 6.4 mph
10 minutes of 1-minute intervals @ 6.2 mph & 6.6 mph
10 minutes of 1-minute intervals @ 6.4 mph & 6.8 mph
5 minutes @ 5.8 mph
3 minutes @ 3.5 mph
2 minutes @ 3.0 mph

The last time I did this workout, I found it to be a touch too easy, so this time I upped the speed a little – it was perfect! I never felt like I had to stop, but those last set of intervals were hard. And yay for getting faster!! Hope I can get those numbers to keep going up. Oh, and on my last 6.8 mph interval, the final chorus of “Don’t Stop Believing" from the Glee Soundtrack kicked in on my iPod. Yeah, it was epic.

Since I got home for a late lunch, and needed to do an early dinner before work tonight, I though it would be a perfect opportunity to test out a liquid lunch.

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  • 1 cup unsweetened vanilla almond milk
  • 1/4 cup cottage cheese
  • 1 banana
  • 1 tbsp almond butter
  • 1 scoop Chocolate Amazing Meal
  • handful ice
     

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387 calories, 13g fat, 23g protein, 46g carbohydrates, 12g fibre. Not too shabby, right? I mean, that’s what any other meal looks like for me. I think I felt full-ish after drinking it. But within 90 minutes, I was feeling snacky and wanted something to chew. I thought the fibre in the Amazing Grass would save me, apparently not. This girl needs her food to be solid.

I was ravenous come supper time (at 4:30).

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More leftover chicken! Today I put it in a pita with blackberry jam, onions, spinach, sprouts and swiss cheese. Grilled to melty perfection. I’m running low on chicken. Need to roast more stat ;)

 

Eating and exercise aside, I had quite the surprise today. I saw the Canada Post lady walk to my back door this afternoon with a package. I always miss my packages, so I jumped up and met her at the door. I was hoping it would be my recent Amazon purchase or PT course materials. But I was handed a big unfamiliar box. When I ripped it open, I discovered this:

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A FOOD PROCESSOR!!!!! Holymolyasjbgeiuhsfskg. As soon as I saw the note from Janetha attached, I started crying. JB, this is one of the sweetest things anyone has done for me, thank you SO much!!!! You are such a wonderful person, I don’t even know where to start!

Regular readers know I’ve been vying for a food processor for a while, but I haven’t been able to bring myself to splurge on a nice one for myself.

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It’s the perfect size for making hummus! (and baby food as the box implies?) Janetha, I will get on the hummus making immediately so I have more recipes to share with you in thanks for the amazing gift :D

And with that, it’s super late and this granny needs to hit the hay.

 

Question of the Day: What should I make in my new food processor?

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Monday, November 23, 2009

Gotta remember to Blog!

Time to get back on the blogging bandwagon and update my weeks training the previous week

Wednesday just did an easy 12km at 5 min km pace – Felt great nice and easy!

Thursday did an hour and a half of cycling on the spin bikes – enjoyed it muchly! nice and comfy average HR 143bpm

Friday – not so comfy did a 10km tempo run 42:30 – hurt but necessary

Saturday – off just went for a 8km stroll with the Wifey

Sunday – THE LONG RUN, was too hot outside so basically did two hours on the treddy first hour and a half at 5min km pace and the last 30 mins at about 4:35 min km pace. will continue to follow the last 30min “fast finish” in my long runs, as I think it will condition my legs to “bring it home”

Today/Monday – back to back Rpm’s as my rest day nice and comfy.

Will post my report on tomorrows session TOMORROW Scouts honour!!

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98, 99,...100!

When I first started blogging on February 28, 2009, I never thought I’d be so uncelebrated well received into the blogging community.  Now, after 8.5 months, and eight HUNDREDS  of consistent readers, I know I’ve hit my prime.  And it feels good.  Fantastic.  To celebrate this surely forgetful commemorative occasion, the 100’s of Carpeviam.  A list of 10 things, under 10 topics, all about my blog (and in no particular order).

10 favorite posts

  1. Tit for tat bubble wrapped in pot*
  2. Day 1:  I’m as bloated as Rush Limbaugh’s ego.
  3. Boston Marathon-Perspectives and Ruminations
  4. Boston Marathon-Full Race Report
  5. My “bad ass” weekend
  6. Pacific Northwest Part III
  7. Bolder Boulder 10k Race Report
  8. Time flies like an arrow.  Fruit flies like a banana.*
  9. The House of the Devil Review
  10. Paranormal Activity Review

10 least favorite posts (yeah, I’m sure since I’ve confirmed that these are my “least” favorite, you’ll surely click on the links)

  1. As pure as the driven snow…but you drifted
  2. When I’ve got nothing else, you get this
  3. Friday Fail:  Cereal Killer
  4. 4th of July:  Independence from conscience.  America’s excuse to over-indulge.
  5. Thursday Mish Mash
  6. I’m back!  Temporarily.  Here’s a brief recap of the week.
  7. Just breathe.  Just sleep.  Just get it together.
  8. Egads!  They keep getting faster!
  9. Phone it in Friday
  10. Good wine is a good familiar creature

10 favorite photos

10 favorite post comments (this was too hard, and I had too many comments to sort through, so I chose them at random)

  1. “Welcome to the club. ;) “  Xenia
  2. “My hero.”  Tantris
  3. “…i think we met spiritually during the race many times over!” Doc
  4. “Insomnia is the worst. I find that drinking Scotch right before you go to bed usually helps.” Cowboy Hazel
  5. “I just love your writing style, really makes me want to read your posts but not see this movie.”  Margaret
  6. “I love those two sonicare minutes & sometimes can drag it out for FOUR minutes.” JoyRuN
  7. “*Ahem*! The first will be the long-promised @$$ pix, right?  Then you’ll have an @$$-some blog. Way better than awesome.  Unless you were lying about yer @$$.  Or your new camera.”  GQH
  8. “EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK! YAY FOR YOU! I AM SO EXCITED FOR YOU! Maybe someday we can get together and randomly punch buttons and twist dials together on our cameras, ha yeah.”  Chloe
  9. “Yes, I love that you, the chick, are the fast and deadly one in the relationship.”  M2M
  10. “I don’t like any melons either, which is why I never buy the fruit cups…always full of melons with maybe 2 strawberries. Ridiculous.”  Roisin
10 favorite post recipes
  1. Snickerdoodles
  2. Eggnog pancakes
  3. Peach Pie with Creme Fraiche and Streusal
  4. Rum Cake (secret recipe)
  5. Crawfish Pie
  6. Shrimp Etouffee
  7. Oatmeal Caramelitas
  8. Samoa girl scout cookies
  9. Chocolate Chip Cookies
  10. Peanut butter/oatmeal/chocolate cookies

10 favorite post reviews (okay, some of these are kind of a stretch)

  1. Side effects may include upset stomach, vomiting, diarrhea, hives, difficulty breathing, dizziness, or swelling.  All in the name of vanity.
  2. The House of the Devil Review
  3. Paranormal Activity Review
  4. Coaching, running, and a Nuun review (keep your habit on)
  5. A change in race distances + RANT & RAVE
  6. Werewolfing would give me something to do when insomnia struck on the night of a full moon
  7. Watchmen don’t watch chick flicks
  8. I got chills, they’re multiplying
  9. 4th of July:  Independence from conscience.  America’s excuse to over-indulge.
  10. Colorado wine country…Napa’s “wannabe”

10 posts that have caused me extra research

  1. Determine Nation
  2. Like The Bloop*, except on land, and the fact that it doesn’t really sound like The Bloop
  3. Shopping for a half
  4. Friday Fail:  Cereal Killer
  5. Billie Jean is not my lover.  But, if she were hot, she could definitely have K’s son.  I mean, someone’s got to.  And, death in threes.
  6. Werewolfing would give me something to do when insomnia struck on the night of a full moon
  7. Bring home the bacon!
  8. Wicked pissah…or, whatever the hell they say in Boston
  9. Between the miles
  10. Pacific Northwest Part I

10 blogs that I read most often

  1. Chloe Conspiracy
  2. Xenia
  3. The Loose Moose
  4. Runner’s Rambles
  5. Cowboy Hazel
  6. The Beat of My Noisy Heart
  7. Running Bull
  8. Cake Wrecks
  9. Doc Laminator
  10. The Bloggess

10 funny/strange search engine terms used to find my blog (one day, I’m going to post a list of the top 10 search engine terms and see how many hits I get)

  1. i’m sweating like a pedophile at recess
  2. take my ass
  3. vomiting diarrhea and loss of voice
  4. i am not a number i am a free man sample
  5. i know craig ferguson maybe this time
  6. cleavage (img or dsc)
  7. ass to mouth
  8. samoan girl
  9. dinosaurs shoes
  10. night of the giving head sample

10 most viewed posts

  1. I may actually like the Merry Ol’ Land of Oz. I could join the Lollipop Guild!
  2. Like The Bloop*, except on land, and the fact that it doesn’t sound like The Bloop
  3. There once was a man from Nantucket
  4. Pacific Northwest Part II
  5. Who is carpeviam?
  6. Treadmills:  my arch nemesis
  7. Palisade Peach Pie Perfection.  That’s some damn fine alliteration, if I’ve ever seen it.
  8. Two Minutes to Boston:  Marathon training update
  9. Yeah, I’m an ab whore.  And, some running stuff.
  10. Free sample Wednesday!  Don’t be hoodwinked.  I’m not really giving out free samples.  Yet.

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Friday, November 20, 2009

What's Up? How's Your Wife?

This is my most special place in all the world. Once a place touches you like this, the wind nevers blows so cold again. You feel for it, like it was your child.

- Moonlight Graham, Field of Dreams

Ah..what to write.  When I run each night, the mind swirls with this thick soup of thoughts.  Some people have writer’s block.  I have writer’s neurosis.  I wish you could see the list of half written blog entries that I have yet to complete.  You will, but hopefully they will still be relevant.  I guess tonight I will have to address some recent inquiries to my email……

Funny how I still occasionally get an email (this week I got two) which asked how my wife is and why I don’t write about cancer anymore in my blog.  The short answer is that this blog was never intended to be about my wife’s cancer.  It was just a continuation of my personal thoughts on life.  My public memoirs if you will.

The long answer is that I can say that I feel so lucky that my wife is doing great, gets monthly shots and takes daily pills to make sure the cancer does not come back.  We are just about at the one year mark of five years of Tamoxifin treatments (20% done is quite an achievement).  The monthly shots leave a nice black and blue mark on my wife’s abdomen, my wife’s surgical scars are starting to fade, and occasionally we talk about her side effects, but I take my cues from my wife for the most part.  She’s ready to move on.  That said, we don’t forget.  We don’t forget the fears, we don’t forget the worries, we don’t forget those nights without sleep, and we don’t forget the months of surgeries.  Reading some of the blogs and talking to those who have just been diagnosed or who have wives reminds us of where we were and how much our lives have changed.  

Breast cancer is now a large part of our lives so much so that we have to escape.  No breast cancer walks or runs for me.  My runs are my way of running in honor of my wife, mom, mom-in-law, cousins, aunts, and friends who have all been struck by breast cancer.  Every night when I run I am reminded of our fortunate results, my wife’s strength, and those others who we have met through our ordeal.  By the way, of all the above mentioned, only my mother was over 50 when first diagnosed.  Yes, this is in light of the new panel study which says that women should now wait til 50 before having mammograms.   It is really a shame that we are now trying to cut back on preventive medicine during a big time for research and discovery.  Now is not the time to cut back when we are making so much progress.

Yes, breast cancer as a topic is all around us now and we just can’t escape it so we relish those moments when it doesn’t remotely come close to infiltrating our conversations or thoughts.   It is like my friend who works with juvenile delinquents on a daily basis.  He has told me that because of his job he doesn’t want to have children of his own.  This week I met with a gentleman who has been waiting a month and his wife’s surgery is right after Thanksgiving.  I had met him a couple times, but this week he just broke down.  His fears and concerns finally overwhelmed his facade.  His worries about his wife, his kids, the mounting medical bills, and all the uncertainty surrounding the outcomes finally came to a head.  It just took me back a year and I relived it all in one hour.  That feeling of hopelessness hit me like a ton of bricks.  I broke down with this man I barely knew.  I couldn’t tell him things would be alright as I knew it wasn’t what I wanted to hear either.  I wanted a path.  I wanted a path out of the mess.  All I could tell him was to bury himself into caring for his wife.  Focus on the task at hand.

That night I ran a long run.  Couple that encounter with an incident earlier in the morning where I had a woman faint in the elevator bank in my office bulding.  It turns out she was having a heart attack.  All she kept saying was “my babies, my babies” . Her predicament had me distracted the rest of the day until I had my conversation with that breast cancer husband.  Both incidences had me reeling.  They reminded me of how fragile life is.  All I wanted that night was to be alone with my thoughts so I could just make sense of it all.

Well I hope that explains it all.  Thankful this Thanksgiving? Yep I sure will be.  Happy Thanksgiving everyone.

Reigning it in

Ever since I committed to running again, I have been having these massive attacks of hunger. This was one of the many reasons I backed off running for a while earlier this year.

But I have decided, instead of letting it deter me, I just need to take control back. I’ve had a week or so to go face down on some carbs so now it is time to take a step back and reign ‘em back in.

Runners: any advice?

Speaking of carbs, I kind of got on a bar kick this week. Here’s another one from Wednesday:

And today:

All these bars are good and have good qualities but I can’t get dependent on them. I need real food

In addition to the bars above having a “may contain traces of dairy” disclaimer, I also learned today that the soy milk Starbuck’s uses in it’s drinks may not be vegan. Between this, all the people trying out Vegan Week or Vegan 4-a-day, and a very thought-provoking post from Gena, I have a lot to think about. More on that later.

I had a really great run today! We did 3 miles and then came back to the gym for abs, but got cut short. I think I might have to do an ab challenge soon, I’ve been neglecting them.

I think one of the key things about avoiding carb overload (this happens at night) is to get myself some good post-workout snacks to eat between my run and dinner.

I usually eat a snack about an hour before I work out and then not again until dinner, which can sometimes be a 3-4 hour span. I don’t want to get dependent on bars and I’m not even close to home when I work out so I couldn’t make a green monster.

What am I going to do?

I think the fact that I noticed it, became more aware of it and now have stated it on the blog, I will be more motivated to experiment and learn how to properly fuel myself without overdoing it.

I have some of my own ideas, but I’d happily take suggestions!

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Things I Love: Chipotle

After asking Felicia about her favorite take-out food and hearing her response yesterday, I started getting a hankering for take-out last night. I ran nine miles after work, so it was already nearing 8pm when I left the gym. (Yes, Jane, I ran 9 miles on the tmill. Judge away). I knew exactly what I wanted for dinner: Chipotle.

 

 

Lucky for me, Tim has one RIGHT across the street from his apartment. He was kind enough to pick me up my favorite: a burrito bowl with chicken and black beans and all the kinds of salsa and no sour cream anywhere near it. And let me tell you, it was unbelievably delicious.

I didn’t think I would ever love Chipotle for several reasons. First, the idea of wrapping up rice in a tortilla weirds me out. Second, it used to be owned by McDonalds, so I judge myself for loving fast food. Third, I don’t love burritos. I really dislike that bite you get where it’s just tortilla and a mouthful of rice or tortilla and a mouthful of guacamole. I like my bites to be perfectly balanced. I can accomplish this with the magical, wonderous burrito in a BOWL. Basically, they just put all the ingredients in a bowl instead of a burrito. And it is glorious.

Reasons I love Chipotle:

  1. It is delicious.
  2. Guacamole.
  3. You get an enormous amount of food and are satisfied after only half, so you really get two meals out of it. (BARGAIN!)
  4. Half of a burrito bowl is less than 400 calories, which makes it not just a financial bargain, but a caloric bargain as well.
  5. You can get all four kinds of salsa for a flavor explosion.
  6. They try to not have gross factory-farm raised meat, which they get points for.
  7. You can get a delightful serving of carb-protein fusion in less than five minutes. PERFECT after a Tuesday night nine-miler.

This is making me extremely happy that I have Chipotle part 2 for my lunch today. YUM.

I have a goal.

Okay, so I really need motivation. I really do.

I have never been a good runner. In gym class in high school, I could barely do the 6 minute run. I’ve gotten better, but i’m still pretty terrible. To cap it off, i’m in the worst shape of my life right now, and I DESPISE the gym.

SO that said… I’ve decided that I want to train for a 5k run in the spring, and then a half-marathon. I may eventually be able to do a marathon, but I’m not setting an unattainable goal straight off the bat.

I think this will give me the motivation I need to start training, and at the very least give me something to work towards.

Is anyone interested in joining me? I need someone to train with, and some motivation.

Monday, November 16, 2009

1 1/2 days

I didn’t find a good time to post yesterday so here ya go:

Breakfast yesterday was leftover cinnamon pancakes topped with peanut butter & banana (& strawberries)
They started out looking like this
They all pretty much looked like this once I found out how delicious they are with banana
I ended up running out of banana by the time I finished and didn’t want to grab another one so the last few bites looked more like this

Went to CVS sometime after breakfast and loaded up on much needed shower supplies (and a bottle of nail polish of course!)
(sorry, couldn’t get a very good picture of that one.)
On Sale! Hydralicious Herbal Essences shampoo & conditioner. Smells so good!  I’m still looking for a brand that I really like (and can tame my wild beast of hair) while smelling good at the same time.
Also On Sale! Tone body wash.  Mango splash scented. I got the blueberry scented one last time. They both smell delicious! (I wouldn’t advise eating/drinking/licking it though)
I’m a CVS addict.  Ever since I spent $90 there in one trip, I’ve been trying to keep myself away from that money magnet.

While waiting for the YMCA to open, I did a couple of the ab workout videos I have recently found myself addicted to
Absolutely Amazing Abs Video
10 minute abs video

Then off to the gym
Had to keep it short though because the Y didn’t open until 1pm and I had work at 3.  Nice little sweat session though!

Once I got back home, I tried out my new shower supplies & then had some lunch
Plain ol’ tomato soup
+
Frozen veggies
=
Straight up yumminess
& what is tomato soup without…
grilled cheese! Nom nom nom
(hey, at least I changed it up a little today by adding veggies lol)


I even remembered to take my vitamin yesterday! (I wait until after lunch to take it because they often make me sick if I don’t eat enough.  I used to take it after breakfast but I got sick so much afterwards that I had to change the routine.)
Does anyone else have a really hard time not getting sick from vitamins? Any advice?

I got to work and one of the am servers paid me $5 to finish making butters! yay for an easy $5. Once I got finished though I had a couple hours of basically just standing around until I got my first table. Yesterday was not a very busy day so I was thankful for those 5 bucks lol.
Bad news: when I get bored at work, I get hungry
Ordered spinach artichoke dip.  Let’s pretend that the fact it has veggies in it makes it healthy. Made sure to eat all the fruit first (should have ordered JUST the fruit… oh well.) I shared with my friend Katie though & there was still quite a bit left when I threw it out.

Went to Jon Alan’s once I got off work (which explains why I didn’t post last night)
Then straight to sleep once I got home.

&&&&& for today:


Wake up: 7:20 am
Distance: 5.14 miles
Time: 51.36 minutes
My dad’s toe was hurting today (and my legs weren’t too happy either) so we took it a little slower than usual. Funny part: I was wearing a tank top and still burning up and my dad was wearing a long sleeved shirt.
Before we left, I got a water bottle together to put at the end of the driveway for when we got back.  Then I left the water bottle in the kitchen. Fail.

Had breakfast as soon as we got through the door.
Vanilla activia with fiber one honey clusters cereal, flax plus pumpkin granola, kiwis from our vines and a banana (I had one half of the banana and he had the other)


Here’s the proof that there was in fact yogurt under all the toppings
Is it weird that pretty much the only time I put ice in my water is when I get back from a run?

Saturday was the start of deer season (for shotguns) so my dad’s off to the woods for today.
Plans for me:

  • Jon Alan asked if I would like to go to the movies today (uh duh. is my answer ever no?)
  • Need to do some more ab exercises (something that doesn’t involve legs please)
  • & then accounting class tonight at 5:30 (this is actually my favorite class.  Last week there was only like 8 students that showed up. I think a lot of the students dropped out.)

truly, madly, deeply

I go on my walk/runs and try to think of an interesting topic to chime in here.  Really, I’m not doing anything extraordinary at present.  Maintaining a low level status quo.

It was nice today.  Mid/upper sixties.  Humid.  Enough to break a decent sweat.  There are still leaves lingering on the trees here, but yesterday’s rain pushed a lot of them to the ground, making for slippery sidewalks where the landscapers haven’t come along with their weekly leaf blowing.  And, like I said, the air was humid.

I like running in the humid air.  Just as I like running in the really cold air.  It forces my breaths to work harder.  It pushes me to concentrate and force my diaphragm to put the oxygen into my stomach and take the pressure off my lungs.  Then, at the end of the day, I go to sleep with those deep breaths without even thinking.

And then it occurred to me as I was really pushing towards the painful wall, I’m not having those nights of deep breathing any more.  It’s one of the things I like most about running, feeling the oxygen move deep within me.  And I don’t think I’ve had that state of relaxation very much in recent months.

So… what that means is I’m not pushing myself enough.  But on a completely different level, I’m holding my breath.  I realized back when I have been at the height of my running habits, that breathing is connected to feeling.  The more I let myself breathe, the more I let myself feel.  I’ve been tensing onto that diaphragm muscle and stifling the breaths because I’m trying not to feel.

I’m not really startling myself with this self acknowledgement.  There are a lot of stresses in my present with which I would rather not deal… because either I know there is no good stressing about them, as they are out of my control.  Or… well… I know someone always has it infinitely worse than me, so why complain?  I really, really don’t want to whine when I know, in spite of the stress, my life really ain’t that bad.

But I’m holding it there.  In my stomach. Supposedly it’s a proven fact that women produce a stress hormone or something that collects in the form of fat in our abdomen.  But again, I feel like that is a lame excuse to not take responsibility for my poor behavior.  Seriously, there have been too many apple pies this fall.

But… still… at the end of today, I am cognizant of the shallow quality of my breathing.  That whatever I choose not to whine about is stopping me from breathing in all of it.  The good, the bad, and the mediocre.  I need to do more of what I say I must.  Just take the time to stop and breathe and be.  And maybe… maybe it is that simple.

Friday, November 13, 2009

Dealing with stress

I am really struggling with stress this week. Yes, there’s the divorce and the money stuff and the not living on place stuff, that’s ever present. But the one thing that was stable was my new job. And that has been hell this week. I work for 5 different nursing homes, and 2 of them put undue pressure on me this week, and then yesterday I made a big mistake at a third (on my first day working there, no less). I feel like a huge strew up, and I’m just constantly at stress level high. I hope things relax soon. Because right now, the job is the one thing going for me, and I can’t afford for it to either be this stressful, or to not have it at all.

My eats were pretty good though. I made oatmeal mixed with Nutella:
I was trying to give myself a little Christmas spirit with the mug. I used to love Christmas, but my ex ruined it for me and I want my joy back.

I purchased a salad at Safeway for lunch:

It was good! I used the method of dipping my fork in the dressing so I didn’t even use half of it.

I had this odd candy for a snack, they had them at the nursing home:
I liked it! Makes me want to have more dried fruits in chocolate.

I came home really stressed but determined to go run in an hour. So I ate a Run Glo Bar:

The run was really good. A new girl showed up that had never ran with them before, and she was close to my pace. We did two sets of 3 x 800, and she went a lot faster than she thought! She thought she couldn’t go under 11:00 miles, but our pace on all of them was around 9:30. She was VERY excited about it (as she should be!) We talked a lot while running and I’ve definitely made a new friend! She asked for my number and we’re going to meet up to run next week! Eee!

I came home to a nice dinner that Brooke made – roasted potatoes and a meatloaf made from ground turkey. I added the salad:

She also made some sugar cookies that I had with some decaf coffee while we were watching Grey’s Anatomy and Private Practice. They were yum. And that was it!

Off to work and then my mom’s house for the weekend. See you on Sunday with my eats, and the report of my 22 mile run tomorrow. Last big long one before the marathon!

900 posts

Wow. When I started this blog in May of 2008, I never would’ve imagined writing 900 posts. But that’s what this one is…number 900!

I think it is appropriate, in post number 900, to say that I am doing some serious brainstorming regarding See Sarah Eat. I’m talking design, features, possibly self-hosting, etc. I’m ready to take this blog to the next level. It has been amazing (and exhausting) for me to go back and look at old posts here recently, because so many things have changed (for the better) over the past year and a half.

The early days:

  • I used to write pictureless posts about what I ate that day.
  • I used to obey the food pyramid!
  • I used to post the calorie counts on almost every meal I ate.
  • I used to take some really ugly fuzzy pictures!
  • I wrote this: “I could never go 100% vegetarian because its just my personal belief that excluding anything or eating too much of one thing just doesn’t work for me in the long run and that goes for all foods, not just meat.” Uhh…
  • Thought I was lactose intolerant, only to realize I’m not. Or am I?
  • Went through “phases” where I thought low-carb was a good idea.
  • I was (and still am) an emotional eater.

Some of my favorite posts from the past 19 months:

  • The philosophy of Mark Bittman – about running and eating
  • Facing opposition – Dealing with people who challenge your diet
  • A good report at my health assessment
  • Coming back from a slight weight gain which also happened a year earlier
  • I was interviewed and photographed for a local magazine — oh my gosh, I never blogged about that! Oops, I’m writing myself a note.
  • Exercise, food and weight gain
  • My revelations about sugar and other aspects of my diet
  • Oat bran v. Oatmeal
  • Walking the mini-marathon, same one I ran in 2008
  • Getting to visit New York City
  • Achieving a PR in a 5k race only to later achieve another new PR in a 5K race
  • Discovering the Green Monster
  • When I decided to go “Crap Free” and avoid artificial sweeteners, HFCS, etc. FOR GOOD!
  • Comparing notes, seeing how far I’d come in my weight loss / healthy living journey
  • Election Day, 2008: When we got Suzie and a new president too
  • Reliving my mission trip to Nicaragua

And now:

  • Finally got a decent camera in March 2009
  • As of October 1, 2009, I eat a vegan diet. Despite that comment above!
  • I’ve decided to give running another shot
  • I became the Louisville Healthy Living Examiner
  • I finally got to meet another food blogger in my area!
  • ???

I can’t wait to see what happens over the next 900 posts. Thank you guys from the bottom of my heart for reading, commenting, and for being my friends. I can’t say it enough…I love this community! I don’t know where I’d be or what I’d do without it.

I’ve got so much more to catch you guys up on but I am beat (ran 4 miles after work) and it’s time to hit the hay! Good night

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

First 5K of the Season

Tonight is my first 5K of the season.  I’ve run approximately 6 miles since my last 5K in April to prepare for this event.  It’s been too hot in Florida to run, so I have a legitimate excuse to cover for my illegitimate excuses for being lazy.

Tonight isn’t just any 5K.  It’s a 5K over a bridge & back.  When I pointed out to PC that this meant I would literally be running uphill both ways, he promptly pointed out that it also means it’s downhill both ways.  I guess I’m just not a “glass half full” kind of person when it comes to torturing myself with an ill-prepared race.

While a cold front is coming through tonight, I don’t think it will be cool enough to pull out the lucky orange pants.  You may recall I started a trend last year:

I’m thankful that I will get to run in the cover of darkness for this race.  My goal is to simply finish it without walking.

Wish me luck! 

 

Reflecting over the Top Gun Soundtrack. Kill me.

So, I’m sitting here watching Maverick, Goose and the Ice Man (yeah, nothing better to do than watch Top Gun for the umpteenth time) with an empty Subway pizza container.  Kelly McGillis really sort of looked like a dude to me… don’t get me wrong, her homely looks kind of worked as an Amish chick in Witness (and that chemistry with Harrison Ford….mmmm…yummy- you just wanted them to get all sexed up over a butter churner or chicken coop), but she’s just weird in this movie.  Eh, Tom Cruise is ugly too.  Is there anything better to do with my time?   No.  I’m knee-deep in a Tuesday night funk.  I just drove an hour and a half to meet a kid I met, like a total ass, on Craigslist and TRUSTED he was meeting me and selling me tickets to an event.  Ever-naive Ang.  We kept texting each other  (Ugh- this onscreen kiss is unbelievably gross….yuck!) throughout….even as I waited in the parking lot for the little ball-less ba$tard, I believed he was simply late.  Then his texts got strange and I knew I had been duped.  Wonder-emo kid Ang cried and turned the car around for home.

What really sucks is that I’m not even hungry, but stress subjects me to a keen sensitivity to starch and sources of insignificant nutrition, hence the polished off pizza.  Sigh.  I’m sad today.  PMS?  Naw- not yet, but similar- eating…far-away stares…  I think my boobs are bigger?  Are they bigger (I’m simultaneously grabbing each with a little  shake…like feeling fruit for firmness…but you can’t see that, can ya?)?  My clothes fit fine, but I feel soft… or bloaty. Ick.   I hope it’s not a fat girl re emerging- she was a depressing creature.  Gotta run, run, run (Val Kilmer is ridiculous in this movie.   I just can’t take his acting prowess seriously…although I totally wanted him in the movie Real Genius when I was, like, ten.  He suffers from the Keneau Reeves Syndrome.) 

I’m quickly at the conclusion that 2009 is making it’s closing remarks.  I don’t like it’s argument, either, as the year is wrapping up much differently than it premiered.  Hope in a snow globe- soft, blinding fool’s hope- light and wispy.  Now, the holidays are on us and I can see that it’s not hope, but a confusing white-out.   I’m such a Debbie Downer….I’m going to mapquest “Bright Side” and go looking for it.   (Goose has passed, ladies and gentlemen) 

Violet’s at a party….a Senior BOY’s party at his house.  (Tom Cruise in his tighty-whities… puke)  I’m sinking into her heating blanket on her bed… “What do I get out of this?  I always try, I always miss….”  (New Order) 

This has been a test of the Emergency Emo Random System…

Monday, November 9, 2009

Train, eat, and sleep

Last week went well enough. No run was too long. Just general one-hour runs mostly. Managed to do two runs in Kanchanaburi. It was a nice change of scenery.

This is going to be another light training week. Gonna rest up the calves and knees. There are pains here and there. Nothing too serious.

Got a haircut yesterday. Then we had dinner last night with my relatives at Waterside restaurant. Nice atmosphere with live music and a large pond. Food was all right. I liked the fish dishes.

Not feeling so good today health-wise. Seems like I caught a cold. Runny nose and sore throat. That means I should get a lot of sleep tonight. Hope to recover soon.

Miami Marathon Training – Day 31 of training – 84 more to go

Sunday:

Wow, I’ve been following a planned training routine for 31 days! Time flies!

Today was my 26km (16miles) run! After having consulted with Marathon veterans, I decided to take their advice, and started my run in  a very slow pace. I really think it helped, because I felt like I was able to hold the tempo for a longer period than in my other long runs. It was still tough, though. My legs are not used to that kind of training. The impact from running affects joints and tendons alike. My muscles are shocked, my knees tingle, and my back is pretty stiff. I’ll have to stretch my legs out really good after such a practice.

 

Friday, November 6, 2009

Running in Englischer Garten

I always run alone. My knees are broken so I have to follow a certain pattern when I go running. As I’m listening to my ipod, first I walk to get warm one song, then I run one, walk one, run two, walk one, run three etc. This kind of interval training works great for me and my knees but I’d think it’d be a bit weird for someone else if I would consider being social and let them join.

Today, my pattern was: 1-1-1-2-1-4-1-6 because my knees felt better than other days.

But today, as I was resting my knees in between I took some photos. They’re all taken with my mobile phone so they aren’t that good. Bare with me and my bad photo quality.

I started off by crossing Ludwigstrasse right at the bavarian state library.

This is in englischer garten (the southern part)

My favourite tree in the whole park. I think the tree is dead but they’re letting it stay, being all majestic. Now I’m like a kilometer into the northern part.  

The river that runs through Munich is called Isar.

Back in the south again, this is at the lake Kleinhesseloher See

And here we are, back at Ludwigstrasse.

And this was one of my running tunes.

The New York Experiment

The New York Experiment

November 5, 2009

I was in Philadelphia, PA this week and should have titled this the Philadelphia Experiment after the 1984 movie of a US warship disappearance.

But my experiment is different.  Buoyed with confidence in finishing the Chicago Marathon last October 11, I was curious if I will be able to run another after three weeks; specifically, the NYC Marathon.

After finishing Chicago, I felt sore the next day but able to move around.  By the second day, I walked into my yoga class to stretch and heal my tired muscles.  I was recovering faster than I expected.  I hurt but I am able to exercise in the pool and managed to do some cross-training.  By the fifth day, I was doing three mile runs with my wife.  So I continued my progress of trying to slowly build my miles.

Last week Monday, October 26, I ran my longest run, 9 miles at the lakefront.  I woke up early for it since I was going to catch a flight to NYC for work, it was also marathon week.  I was very happy with my run.  It was the strongest run I had since the marathon.  I was doing 10 minutes a mile and on the two last mile was pushing it.  I felt soreness and left knee pain after the run, but did not think much about it.  After all I was rushing for home and airport.

While in NY, I tapered to simulate as if I was running the NYC marathon that weekend, November 1.  I did some treadmills but the left knee pain persisted.  Not painful but bother some.  I continued my training and ignored the left knee pain.

This time while in Philadelphia, I ran and was going to do another 9 miles.  I did not even get close to my goal.  My left knee pain progressed to the familiar pain I felt from my right knee ITB problem.  The pain slowly went up my left leg.  There it is, Jamie (my PT)!  I am in trouble again.  The experiment blew up in my face.  Oh my, I did it again.  WTF.

So it is back to the drawing board and I would have to re-think my goal of doing Chicago and NYC, three-weeks apart, next year.  Oh well….this Kenyan is done for the year.

Cheers.

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

a floody disgrace

Now, you usually come here to read about my running exploits, but the last couple of days have been horrendous due to the weather.  On Monday I couldn’t get to work as there were no trains, I was told I had to be at work yesterday regardless of the train situation.  So I set off at 6:15 from the house to catch a train to Dundee, then a bus to Aberdeen.  3 hours later I arrived at work.  I decided to head off a bit early, leaving work at 4:15 and arriving home, again 3 hours later, at 7:15.  All this because of a wee spot of water on the tracks!  I’m sure its most serious than that but yesterday, and this morning, made me realise just how much I hated driving up to Aberdeen for work.  Its looking likely that replacement bus services will run all week so I’d better get used to sitting on a cramped bus for the next few days.

Despite my epic commute yesterday, I decided to go out for a run anyway and it was an enjoyable one.  I certainly needed to stretch my legs after sitting around for so long yesterday.  I solved the stingy eye problem by wearing a beanie, a simple solution in the end!  I got home and hoped to sit and relax for the rest of the evening but the wife had other plans, Christmas shopping online.  The joys!

Tis the Season


Okay…today was a good day.  The red cup is back at Starbucks and so are Gingerbread Lattes.  I am on generally one of those people who counts down to Christmas.  Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday.  But I like the fact that it is now November and the holidays are upon us.  It doesn’t get better than this time of year!  I made a point to leave my apartment a few minutes early so I could swing by Starbucks.  For some reason when I drink coffee my appetite is altered for the rest of the day.  It KILLS my appetite!  Maybe it is the caffeine?  I hardly drink any caffeine.  Who knows.

Today was Day 2 of my half marathon training and on the plate for today was a three mile run.  I got out at lunch and ran the trails behind my office.  They are pretty hilly and since I threw out my back last week, this was my first day running in about 10 days.  It was also a lot hotter out than I had expected.  Wow…these are a lot of excuses, huh?  As you can see from the blurry picture above, I averaged a 9:55 min/mi pace.  I prefer to average about a 9 min/mi pace, so I was a tad disappointed.  I realized I need to take the first mile a bit slower so I don’t burn out so quickly.  This will be crucial for my half marathon.

Speaking of training, I signed up for the San Diego Rock and Roll Marathon in June last night.  I am really excited to try another marathon.  I ran my first on in 2005.

Time to eat some dinner…  :)

Monday, November 2, 2009

training

I have a better excuse than poor weather to take a break this year! I go for an operation on Wednesday and the healing process will keep my quiet for two weeks…

I went for a relaxing run by the lake on Sunday and I felt very good. Apparently, I totally recovered from last week marathon.

Now, once again, motivation is quite high. This year has been a weird one with long breaks and peaks of intense training. My objective for the next season is to be more regular.

It has been a year or so since I first read about the principles of periodisation. I hope that I will manage to give it a try as soon as I have fully recovered.

Mile 22 to Mile 24

It was a perfect day for the New York City Marathon: just chilly enough, just overcast enough.

I slept in as long as I liked, then took a look at a course map, tied my shoes and jogged over a few blocks east to check out the race. I thought I’d be too late to see the elite runners, but it turned out my timing was perfect. I’d just arrived at the southwest corner of Marcus Garvey Park in Harlem, Mile 22, when the trucks drove by heralding the first women. I hadn’t thought about the unique race tactics of NYC streets, like edging your competitor into the disgusting curb puddles when you’re going around corners.

I started migrating south on Fifth Avenue toward Central Park while waiting for the leading men.

I have never seen so many cops and white people in Harlem before.

Once the men came by, I ran through Central Park a ways to get some different scenery for the rest of the elite runners.

The park attracted some interesting crowds, and somehow nearly all the spectators had these horrible blue cowbells. Jang-jang-jang-jang-jang-jang-jang. Jang-jang-jang-jang-jang-jang-jang-jang-jang-jang.

I ran to the south end of the reservoir, where the runners turn west into the park.

Just 2.2 miles left to go! I thought about running to see the finish, but the short route through the park was blocked off, and I felt kind of sluggish after giving blood yesterday. I wanted to give blood because I couldn’t run the marathon, which makes complete sense if you understand the strange redemptive logic of runners and erstwhile runners. When you’re training seriously you’re working way too hard for those efficient blood cells to just give a bunch away. But it seems only fair to share some blood if you’re not really doing anything that great with it anyway.

It’s hard for me to watch marathons. It used to be harder to watch cross-country meets and track events, but that’s no longer quite so hard. I did that, and did it well, even if I didn’t do it as long as I would have liked. But I’ve never run a marathon, and lots of other people have. In some ways it’s more fun to watch the ordinary people than the elite runners, but its harder to feel okay watching from the side. Even with the elite runners I have competing feelings of awe and hubris: “Wow, I don’t know how they do that. Yes I do. It’s just focus and dedication and pain, I know what that’s like. I could do that.”

Today marks six years since I won the state cross-country meet, which also makes it harder. Every year I wake up the morning after Halloween feeling like I ought to do something impressive, or at least difficult. I don’t feel guilt about running anymore, but I also haven’t completely lost the competitiveness. If other people are out there racing, I feel like I ought to be with them.