Today’s run: 5.05 miles, 56:22 minutes. Yesterday’s run: 2.03 miles, 22:09 minutes. YT: 450.48. Beautiful morning of muted light and cool breeze.
I’m feeling a bit all over the place, having just finally eaten and had a reasonable (read: large) glass of wine after the schlep of a lifetime – 47 inches of solid oak table from 125th street to my apt, and then up 5 flights. This post is going to reflect that. Basically, I’m 2 parts happy, 1 part loopy, and 1 part exhausted. All blended together like mayonnaise.
Firstly notable – and I promise I’ll get to running topics shortly – my “man with a van” today was a former quant-associate on Wall Street. He used to get flown to Brazil to help the quants down there figure their shit out. But mostly he loved the energy of the floor. Now he’s helping me schlep my furniture. I didn’t ask a lot of questions.
He was extremely prompt and personable, but without the hunger of my Queens- and Brooklyn-based movers from a few weeks ago. He only carried the table top up the stairs, and was a little prissy about it. I carried three chairs, 4 legs, and the frame. Thank you very much.Then again, he did have a degree in nuclear engineering. Considering that, he was impressively blithe about his current entrepreneurial venture. Not bad looking, either. I liked the guy.
I digress. Running. While running today, I thought up a tip around adding mileage, something that’s worked for me. If you run a regular route, and want to add a leg, add it on the front end, not the back. That way you get the “new” terrain out of the way right away, and afterwards, your body/mind feels like it’s on that “same old route.” I get a psychological boost out of it.
In other health news, I have done something unheralded in my “athletic” career: Signed up for personal training, along with a co-worker, at the gym across the street. Need to put some tone back in the parts of my body that don’t carry the rest of my body around, strengthen my core, and do something with my back to improve my posture. Voila, personal training. My coworker and I plotted around some high-level haggling, but ultimately we ended up with some personal tanning sessions and protein shakes that we don’t really need. Anyway, I’ll let you know how it goes. Maybe I’ll be posting pictures of myself oiled up, veiny, and orange in a few weeks. But it seems unlikely.
One more piece of excitement: I WILL be getting my weekly mileage this week, thanks to a surprise call from my childhood friend BETH who is town for the weekend. She’s training for a marathon and invited me to be the lucky tagger-on for her 10-miler tomorrow. I think we’re going to start on the East River, run around the South Bend to Battery Park, then ALL THE WAY up the Westside Highway to 72nd.
Report to come…
