Today’s run: 5:05 miles, 55:25 minutes. Just over 80 degrees; humidity 60 percent, according to online. Can that really be right? I felt like I waded through this run, as reflected in my pace. Oh well. Proud to have it done.
Sparkpeople update: Ever so instructive to see what 3 beers does to my daily calorie count. Not to mention the slice of pizza that I absolutely REQUIRED walking home afterwards.
Today’s run: 3:77 miles, 40:12 minutes, plus 2.05 miles treadmill at the gym. YT: 520.03. It took a ton of mental cheerleading to get me out the door this morning – still recovering from a fun weekend I think. But the run was perfectly fine, and I had good energy this evening at the gym.
A few words on eating. Generally, I don’t diet. After years of tinkering, these days I eat fairly healthy, tons of vegetables, but drink too much wine and occasionally buy soft serve from those cute little trucks. Thus will never be slim. But I’ve realized that I’m just an idiot if I don’t lose a few pounds during this whole personal trainer escapade. So today I logged my foods in Sparkpeople, looking for those “hidden” calories that I down while thinking I’m madame svelte.
Turns out that a little harmless nibbling on trail mix ads up pretty fast. Still, ended the day with about 1700-1800 calories – which seems about right, since I did almost 2 hours of exercise.
In the midst of all this ridiculous working out, I got sore arms and legs this weekend not from pumping iron, but from playing an obscure Swedish lawn game that involved a lot of standing and throwing sticks. Who woulda thunk it? And yes, it was fun.
Today’s run: 8 miles, 1:24:48. Thursday’s treadmill run: 1 mile. YT: 514.21 miles. The heat and humidity broke again; gorgeous day. To the man with the double-wide stroller: Your twins are cute, but why would you walk in a lane that’s already being split by two directions of runners and bikers??
Twenty-one miles this week. Still four miles short of what I should be doing to finish the year with a 1000 miles. But it’s the first time I’ve cracked 20 miles in several weeks. So it’s a victory of sorts. Plus, 10:35/mile is a good pace for me for an 8-miler.
Introverts have to take extra-special good care of themselves in NYC. To spend time alone in this city requires you to fight the current. I literally had to FORCE myself to stay in last night, after being social every single night this week, and get a good sleep. Result: Total rejuvenation. Great run and looking forward to a great day, with friends and fun and sunshine.
“We go light it up, like it’s dynamite…”
Somehow this post didn’t save correctly… I found it blank in my drafts folder. But it was for 2 treadmill miles at the gym.
Today’s run: 5.16 miles, 55:41 minutes. Seven hours of sleep makes running much easier.
Despite the fact I felt like a clam in a steaming pot today – my God it’s hot again – it was a great run. Brain alive and whirring, designing the new curriculum experience for RMA.
Clarity. Synthesis. Sweat.
Today’s run: 6.06 miles, 1:04 minutes. Lovely weather, lovely run. I pushed myself for this time, lackluster as it may be. I’m considering making Monday’s “10K Monday.” So 1:04 is my new time to beat. I’ve run it much faster, but this is where I am, in the here and the summer now.
Today’s run: 3 miles + 2 miles in the gym for 5 miles total. YT: 491.99.
NYC is truly an urban jungle today – steamy. Very steamy. So steamy that I ran 3 miles so slow I’m ashamed to put the count up.
Today’s run: 5.4 miles, 57:30 minutes. YT: 486.99 miles. Back in NY. I ate oats for the second time before a run today, per the trainer. No noticeable difference in energy, until *maybe* the last mile – and then it’s hard to say because it’s the Chinatown mile and I do a lot of stopping and sprinting always. I’ll give it another few weeks and see.
Today’s run: 4.51 miles, 45:47 minutes. YT: 481.59. I had to run fast to make it to the beach house in time for our 11:30 meeting. I walked through the door at 11:26 giving me four minutes to wash face and drink water.
I need to get to the point where I feel like 25 miles of running per week is the SOLUTION to my overwhelming life, not the problem.
So I got to thinking. There are 168 hours in a week. Now, I need to sleep 8 hours a night, or life gets very confusing. That leaves me with 112 hours a week to do with as I choose.
ONE HUNDRED AND TWELVE HOURS.
Let’s even admit that at the very least, I also have 50 hours of work that MUST get done. I still have 62 hours to play with. And only 5 of them need to be running.
SIXTY-TWO HOURS OF WHICH ONLY 5 NEED TO BE RUNNING.
OK, I can do that.
Today’s run: 5.0 miles, 53 minutes. (+2.5 miles mileage from earlier in the week that I didn’t have time to blog….) YT: 477.08. Ah, to run on the beach! In Los Angeles for a working weekend; I had forgotten what it was like to run without immediately being in your own cloud of sweat and heat. Even though I got up at 4, and had been up for 16 hours running, 5 miles on the beach path came easy.
Back in Paradise for a Working Weekend
So…. another week of light mileage. About 17 miles. Ugh. For once my running wasn’t just derailed by my social life. I took a step into the (yuppie) void this week and signed up for … PERSONAL TRAINING. At the beginning of the training session, I told Sandy, “If you’re going to incapacitate me, let’s keep it to the upper body.” An hour later, they were wheeling me out in a chair.
OK – wasn’t that bad, but the next three days, I was EXTREMELY sore in the lower body after squats and lunges. Major disincentive to running – and actually causing me to wonder:
Is it safe to run when you’re hellaciously sore?
If someone could answer that, I’d appreciate it. Because it may stop me from bailing on my runs this week. I have training schedule both Tuesday AND Thursday – potential disaster.
BTW, trainer Sandy also said my running is unacceptably slow and I’m required to start eating oatmeal beforehand instead of the empty stomach. Hmph.
