15 posts tagged “running”

I ran two half marathons, on consecutive saturdays. 

I just did 6 miles with the running group... it's been a month~!! i can't believe how much i missed it!

So that's all good.  I'll never vacation again.

Love!

i have nine toenails.  I have one cup of coffee. I ran seven miles already today.  At some point I have to get a dress altered, one I bought off the rack at david's bridal because it was a) on sale and b) oh-so-cute.  I couldn't resist.  I'm wearing it to pebbles' wedding in June....

...with open-toed sandals.

Love to all.

apparently i ran a half marathon.

I hurt.

more tomorrow ;-)

(ps Dancing Beariffic, they cut us off at the farmer's market.. i was all set to wave at you but alas.. i never got there.  i hope you inspired the marathoners!!)

Howdy.

Thursday night two skinny young girls walked in to my kickbox class like they owned the place*.  punching and kicking in their skinny, young way.  Normally I take it sort of easy on thursdays, but their presence was a challenge. My squats were deeper and my punches were harder, and the class kicked everyone's ass.  Seriously, I have been feeling it since...

..and yet...

...today the galloway group did 9 miles on the.. um.. Natchez something or other.  we saw ponies.  we ran up and down hills.  i drank all my water-- twice.  When we got as far out as we'd ever been, we still had to turn around and come back.  Let me tell you.. i am in some kind of pain right now.  My hamstrings and calves were HUMMING when we finally finished (takes about two hours with walk breaks).  the balls of my feet ached. and i was.. STARVING.  I'm not usually a breakfast eater; normally it takes me until lunch or so to feel like eating, even when i run early.  But today.. I think I burned every calorie I had.  i just finished most of a bag of rice chips, a can of chicken, and a can of healthy choice gumbo.  I think i would like to fall into a fetal position on the couch with my sweet kitty Jonas.

 but i should probably stretch first.

and i really need to vacuum.

xooxo

edit. i forgot the footnote:
* I have nothing against them for being skinny and young.  And they didn't really act like they owned the place, i just had to make them sound menacing.  They're actually quite adorable.  I remember when I first started there, everyone musta thought i was trying to own the place.  It's taken us all quite a while to warm up to each other.  I wouldn't trade it tho, it's great.  I hope they come back.

I ran today, with the Galloway group.  Man, that is a fun group of girls (and the occasional non-girl).  I'd actually been looking forward to this six-mile run all week. which is weird.  Looking forward to a 7-am, 6mile run, is not something I expected to happen.

Another unexpected development:  Running tights.  These are cold-weather tights, stretchy but thick and lined, and altogether the best thing ever invented, EVER.  I got a great pair off the Nike website (in a self-esteem boosting SMALL, i might add) and today I ran in them without shorts.  The shorts, you understand, would be to cover up my giant ass.  Because junky-trunky girls like me do not need to be running around in tights with nothing over them... except... that last week I felt like a goof with shorts on over my tights, and none of the other junky-trunkers seemed to care about their junk, and honestly they looked alright to me, in tights without shorts.  The tights are jiggle-prevention. And they make you look fast.  Hell, they may actually improve performance.

So I wore mine today, without shorts, and had such a great, amazing, inspiring, easy run, that I just don't want to take them off.  I want to do everything in these tights.  I am currently drinking coffee in these tights, and I hope to do some vacuuming, and sort the recycling.. in these tights.

there you go. I'm that girl, in running tights.

Today I ran six miles dressed as a color-blind superhero.

I really have nothing else to report.

Ta!

Ok soooo I've finally gotten most of what I needed to do -done- and it's time to chat.  And by chat, I mean, reflect on what I did::

1) Friday night I went out with a coworker to hit a couple bars in Nashville.  I cannot tell you how nice it was to put on makeup and pretty earrings and hit the town with a fun girl.  Of course I was totally out of place, lacking the halter top and long, straight hair of the other, likely collegiate, clientele, but it was fun.  There was gin, and dancing of a sort, and I'd probably do it again.

2) Saturday morning 7am was a 5 mile run with the galloway training group...

3) ...which I didn't go to b/c I was exhausted, and probably a little hungover. 

4) After bumming around a lot of Saturday (headachy, etc) I got some laundry and vacuuming done. There was a lot more I wanted to do, but I just didn't feel like it and it was dark and gloomy outside and perfect for laying in bed reading The Golden Compass....

5) ...which I finished and which was excellent.  Or up until the end when things starting falling into place a little too conveniently and I started to roll my eyes a bit.  I found the same thing happening in 'The Kite Runner' and in these cases I picture the author really having to pee, but wanting to just wrap up this whole novel thing first. 

6) The foo fighters were excellent.  We had great seats, but there really were no bad seats because in addition to the front stage,  they had a stage in the center of the floor.  They played probably 1/3 of the show from there.  The line wrapped almost around the building, and from the comments I heard, I'm not sure Nashville is used to this sort of thing.  I was like.. come on.. you guys are all so spoiled seeing shows at the Exit Inn-- I've stood in wayyy longer lines for Bill Graham Civic. 

7) OMG there was this girl in a ballcap and a white sweatshirt in front of us, just rocking the fuck out.  it was unbelievable.

8) Today I did the 5 mile run I was supposed to do yesterday.  It was hard.  really hard. but I did it.  I know 5 miles isn't that much, and honestly I should have been able to do that no problem, but my breathing's been sketchy all weekend, and of course I've not been taking the best care in terms of diet and .. alcohol.  My bad!   Next Saturday is 6 miles, we will see how it goes!

9) Re: the breathing, I'm trying some new things. I am trying to obsess less over the whole thing, so I won't have any updates for a couple weeks or so. 

10) Never grocery shop on sunday.  Man, that place is crazy on sundays. 

I give it a 7.  It was pretty good, and all kinds of motivating. I just wish there was more of everything.  More blood, sweat, more tears, more joy.  Even as a non-marathoner, I could still tell where the story was going.  I like to be tense and a bit surprised (Mad Hot Ballroom; Spellbound)

The running ladies were like, so? are you motivated? are you ready for twenty-six-point-two??? I'm like.. you know it's sorta like one of those "A Baby Story" shows, where you see 41 minutes of fear, excruciating labor and.. fluids.. and 3 minutes of squealing infant and happy tears.  I get the 3 minutes, i do! but i haven't forgotten the 41.

So.. we'll see. 

i'm ready for thirteen-point-one. Bring it.  I own.

Now seems like a really good time to go for a run, right? 

see you out there!