Today I was starving before my run because I hadn’t eaten since breakfast, I'd been running around all day filing my tax return because this is the last day to file with an extension and doing all sorts of other things and before I knew it was time to run and yeah, I was starving.
So we’re driving down Manhattan because my BD agreed to drop us off at the park to run and I’m getting hungrier and hungrier and sick to my stomach because I always get car sick especially when I’m hungry and finally we decide to stop at One Fish Two Fish and order fried catfish sandwiches. By this time I felt like I was digesting my stomach. I ate a bag of Doritos while I waited for the sandwich then I ordered a side of coleslaw with my fish sandwich and a side of fries with my BD's fish sandwich and I ate both sides as well as the fish sandwich. Feeling good and full now.
I started out running in Central Park and it was surprisingly hot for the middle of September. 10 degrees above the normal…as the weather man on NY 1 put it. High 80’s, humid and no breeze, took so long getting to the park in traffic and then of course slowed down even more eating the fish sandwich so my running buddy Michelle not only started but just about finished without me. So I’m jogging along after running all my errands and eating my fish sandwich and I’m pushing the jogging stroller and it’s hot and humid and my usual company isn’t there to help motivate me.
That fish sandwich sat right there on my stomach, bearing down with each step…not fun at all.
I intended to run a 6 mile loop of the park but then I ran into Michelle running back so I ran back with her. That equaled about a mile. Then I ran back to the train station and ran up every hill twice. That added another two miles to my run, generously estimating. But I’ll never eat a fish sandwich right before I run again. It’s bad enough running on a weekday in the evening after a crazy day. Don’t need a fried fish sandwich to weigh me down even more. But I’ll say that was one good fish sandwich! ;-)
I'll tell you another thing...pushing a jogging stroller you get a lot of support. Even the fast runners who pass me up are like, "it's hard enough for me to haul myself without hauling a jogging stroller on top of it" and I'm like yeah! But every run I find someone to out-do me. Like today there was a stout guy running with a jogging stroller stuffed with two kids each looked like they weighed half as much as him.
But you know what, for the first time in my life, I'm finally toning my arms. I never could get the arms toned, because I'm scared of the water so I don't swim, I don't care for pushing weights - I find it very boring...I know a runner should do some weight training...and any kind of sport that requires the arms also requires hand-eye coordination, something that I sadly lack. But I've finally found the thing. Running and pushing a jogging stroller up hill. Yay! It's tonight my whole body, not just my legs for once! ;-)
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Recipe for The Perfect Long Run
Wow…yesterday was just a fantastic run! I planned to just run a 10 miles ez since I hadn’t run all week and then leave my friend Michelle to do the other 4 by herself. But after running into our old MIA Elys, and being told that the “TNT beginning runners were doing 18” we decided to push it a little and do 15. And I was so surprised at myself. I didn’t have any aches and pains, was a little tired that last 5 mile loop but finished strong.
And E-man was back to his old charming self. I’m telling you he was looking so handsome yesterday in his new outfit. Brown denim shorts and a striped orange, brown and cream shirt…these are like his perfect colors I mean he just looked adorable. He was a charming little guy, cried when he wanted to nurse, laughed when he was full and kept on strolling, even fell asleep twice!
So I’ve been thinking what made it work so well today and I decided to make a note of all the things I believe contributed to this wonderful run, both on the day of the run and the day before. Ok so here goes, 1) two servings of lentil soup and a side of meatballs for dinner the night before, 2) stayed dehydrated the day before, drank a high electrolyte drink throughout the day, 3) afternoon sex the day before, 4) took it pretty easy the day before and had a good night sleep, 5) didn’t get up early in the morning, in fact slept in and didn’t even get out to the park ‘till after 11am, 6) ate a peanut butter and jelly sandwich for breakfast with another glass of high-electrolyte drink, 7) ate one of my special bars about 20 min before we started running (for more info, go to http://anna.iLoveSuccess.net), 8) snacked on lemon-lime gu (no caffeine!!! – that was very important for me and E-man) about every 30-45 minutes, 9) stayed hydrated!, 10) had another of my special bars 3 hours into the run, 10) ran/walked.
OK this is how I did the run/walk. I walked up all the hills. I ran the rest of the way. Saved me a lot of energy and was able to spurt the last two miles when E-man started showing signs of fussiness.
So that’s my 10 ingredients to a perfect run. Oh I forgot one thing. The weather. It was supposed to rain but it never did. Instead it was overcast and very humid all day but it wasn’t too hot and it was even a little breezy.
I don’t have any crazy train stories today. Would you believe the F train actually worked going there and back. I couldn’t believe it! It was running local. But it was running. And coming back when I was exhausted, these two young guys both got up and offered me their seat. I can’t complain…it was like I was in an alternate universe today where young New Yorkers are kind and thoughtful.
Oh and after the run, the eggs and pancakes just couldn’t get the job done. Had to go with something more substantial. Went to the same diner and had a big juicy burger called the Hunter (because the diner is by Hunter college, although it took me a minute to realize…I thought it was named the hunter like this is what hunters eat after they’ve been out kicking ass hunting all day). Anyway it has peppers, mushrooms, sautéed onions, mozzarella cheese and fries on the side. And they were some good fries too. And of course the tomato juice. I got home around 6, went to bed by 7 and slept until 9:00 the next morning.
This is my schedule for the rest of the season…I changed it up a little after running into our professional running buddy Elys: Mon and Wed: hill training and speed running mixed with a short EZ run, Thu run 4-5 miles EZ, Sun, Tue, Sat off. Maybe do some stretching or something like that. Sat, 9/20: 13 miles. Sat, 9/27: 18 miles. Sat, 10/4: 13 miles. Mon, 10/13 (Columbus Day?): 20 miles. Sun, 10/19: 12 miles. Sat or Sun, 10/25 or 10/26: 5 miles EZ. Sun, 11/2: ING NYC Marathon! ;-)
And E-man was back to his old charming self. I’m telling you he was looking so handsome yesterday in his new outfit. Brown denim shorts and a striped orange, brown and cream shirt…these are like his perfect colors I mean he just looked adorable. He was a charming little guy, cried when he wanted to nurse, laughed when he was full and kept on strolling, even fell asleep twice!
So I’ve been thinking what made it work so well today and I decided to make a note of all the things I believe contributed to this wonderful run, both on the day of the run and the day before. Ok so here goes, 1) two servings of lentil soup and a side of meatballs for dinner the night before, 2) stayed dehydrated the day before, drank a high electrolyte drink throughout the day, 3) afternoon sex the day before, 4) took it pretty easy the day before and had a good night sleep, 5) didn’t get up early in the morning, in fact slept in and didn’t even get out to the park ‘till after 11am, 6) ate a peanut butter and jelly sandwich for breakfast with another glass of high-electrolyte drink, 7) ate one of my special bars about 20 min before we started running (for more info, go to http://anna.iLoveSuccess.net), 8) snacked on lemon-lime gu (no caffeine!!! – that was very important for me and E-man) about every 30-45 minutes, 9) stayed hydrated!, 10) had another of my special bars 3 hours into the run, 10) ran/walked.
OK this is how I did the run/walk. I walked up all the hills. I ran the rest of the way. Saved me a lot of energy and was able to spurt the last two miles when E-man started showing signs of fussiness.
So that’s my 10 ingredients to a perfect run. Oh I forgot one thing. The weather. It was supposed to rain but it never did. Instead it was overcast and very humid all day but it wasn’t too hot and it was even a little breezy.
I don’t have any crazy train stories today. Would you believe the F train actually worked going there and back. I couldn’t believe it! It was running local. But it was running. And coming back when I was exhausted, these two young guys both got up and offered me their seat. I can’t complain…it was like I was in an alternate universe today where young New Yorkers are kind and thoughtful.
Oh and after the run, the eggs and pancakes just couldn’t get the job done. Had to go with something more substantial. Went to the same diner and had a big juicy burger called the Hunter (because the diner is by Hunter college, although it took me a minute to realize…I thought it was named the hunter like this is what hunters eat after they’ve been out kicking ass hunting all day). Anyway it has peppers, mushrooms, sautéed onions, mozzarella cheese and fries on the side. And they were some good fries too. And of course the tomato juice. I got home around 6, went to bed by 7 and slept until 9:00 the next morning.
This is my schedule for the rest of the season…I changed it up a little after running into our professional running buddy Elys: Mon and Wed: hill training and speed running mixed with a short EZ run, Thu run 4-5 miles EZ, Sun, Tue, Sat off. Maybe do some stretching or something like that. Sat, 9/20: 13 miles. Sat, 9/27: 18 miles. Sat, 10/4: 13 miles. Mon, 10/13 (Columbus Day?): 20 miles. Sun, 10/19: 12 miles. Sat or Sun, 10/25 or 10/26: 5 miles EZ. Sun, 11/2: ING NYC Marathon! ;-)
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Not Sure About this Marathon Thing
Today had me rethinking this whole marathon thing. Michelle and I planned to meet in the park a little later since it’s getting nice and cool and don’t have to get up at the crack of dawn to beat the heat. We planned to meet at 8:30 but I didn’t make it out there ‘till 9:30. When we started training I was always the one sitting in the park waiting, but the last two times she’s been sitting there all perky and ready to conquer the world, just waiting for me.
We got off to a nice start. Did a five mile loop, skipping the big ugly monstrous hill up at the top of the park, but running all the smaller ones nice and solid. We were both feeling good. Then turned out Michelle had to leave early right after we had started the four mile loop and I was all ready to go too. But after she left I was like why I don’t have to go…so I’m feeling like Super Woman and all and I’m like I’m gona run these fourteen miles. The next seven miles went great…I did a loop then started another loop…matter of fact I decided since I was by myself I was finally going to try that run/walk thing. I had a nice little thing going. I walked up the hills and ran the rest of the way. Actually it seemed to be saving me a lot of energy. I was like, “I’m gona finish this strong!”
Well right around mile 12, E-man just lost it. Usually he starts crying, I feed him, he’s happy and I put him back in the stroller and keep running. But not this time, I fed him and put him back in that stroller and he looked at me like, “You’ve gota be kidding! Not the stroller again!” and just started whaling. I mean he was crying with tears and everything…I just felt horrible. But I had nowhere to go but on because at this point I was stuck at the top of the loop far from any train or anything…at least from any train that was going to Queens. I was ready to sit down and start crying myself. I would have called my BD to come get us right then and there but he was in Europe at the moment working so I picked up my baby and I carried him the last two miles. Those were the two most back-breaking miles. He was trying to be okay but he really just wanted out of the park, out of the heat and in his crib or to go crawling or whatever. He was better when I carried him but still a little fussy.
By then, my back was killing me, I was starving, I was exhausted, I’m holding my at-least-18-lb-baby and pushing the jogging stroller with the other hand. That was some workout. I barely dragged us to the diner next to the train station and sat down with a big sigh of relief and ordered a plate of eggs and bacon with French fries and toast, a grilled cheese sandwich with a pickle and coleslaw, a glass of tomato juice and a chocolate milkshake. The waiter looked at me and said, “So you want the tomato juice AND the milkshake!?”
I ran/walked a total of 14 miles, but with all the hills and with carrying E-man the last two miles and all, it was more like doing 18-20…that was some workout. But it got me to thinking, I’m all about pushing myself to the limit and all, but I can’t push my baby. And the problem is my BD would be happy to watch him, but I’m still breastfeeding. So I don’t know if this marathon thing is gona happen or not at this point, I really don’t. I just can’t put my baby through that, it’s so not fare to him. I just don’t know. It’s been one crazy week. I haven’t ran all week and it’s Thursday now. My BD has agreed to take us back to the track tomorrow. And then it’s supposed to rain all weekend except for Saturday afternoon so we’ll see about getting a long run in then. I guess I’ll just run ‘till E-man starts fussing or ‘till I can’t run anymore. And do a small loop that’s close to the train so I’m not stuck out in the boondocks when one of us looses it next time. We’ll see. I could sure use some motivation at this point. I just don’t know. I’ll keep you posted.
We got off to a nice start. Did a five mile loop, skipping the big ugly monstrous hill up at the top of the park, but running all the smaller ones nice and solid. We were both feeling good. Then turned out Michelle had to leave early right after we had started the four mile loop and I was all ready to go too. But after she left I was like why I don’t have to go…so I’m feeling like Super Woman and all and I’m like I’m gona run these fourteen miles. The next seven miles went great…I did a loop then started another loop…matter of fact I decided since I was by myself I was finally going to try that run/walk thing. I had a nice little thing going. I walked up the hills and ran the rest of the way. Actually it seemed to be saving me a lot of energy. I was like, “I’m gona finish this strong!”
Well right around mile 12, E-man just lost it. Usually he starts crying, I feed him, he’s happy and I put him back in the stroller and keep running. But not this time, I fed him and put him back in that stroller and he looked at me like, “You’ve gota be kidding! Not the stroller again!” and just started whaling. I mean he was crying with tears and everything…I just felt horrible. But I had nowhere to go but on because at this point I was stuck at the top of the loop far from any train or anything…at least from any train that was going to Queens. I was ready to sit down and start crying myself. I would have called my BD to come get us right then and there but he was in Europe at the moment working so I picked up my baby and I carried him the last two miles. Those were the two most back-breaking miles. He was trying to be okay but he really just wanted out of the park, out of the heat and in his crib or to go crawling or whatever. He was better when I carried him but still a little fussy.
By then, my back was killing me, I was starving, I was exhausted, I’m holding my at-least-18-lb-baby and pushing the jogging stroller with the other hand. That was some workout. I barely dragged us to the diner next to the train station and sat down with a big sigh of relief and ordered a plate of eggs and bacon with French fries and toast, a grilled cheese sandwich with a pickle and coleslaw, a glass of tomato juice and a chocolate milkshake. The waiter looked at me and said, “So you want the tomato juice AND the milkshake!?”
I ran/walked a total of 14 miles, but with all the hills and with carrying E-man the last two miles and all, it was more like doing 18-20…that was some workout. But it got me to thinking, I’m all about pushing myself to the limit and all, but I can’t push my baby. And the problem is my BD would be happy to watch him, but I’m still breastfeeding. So I don’t know if this marathon thing is gona happen or not at this point, I really don’t. I just can’t put my baby through that, it’s so not fare to him. I just don’t know. It’s been one crazy week. I haven’t ran all week and it’s Thursday now. My BD has agreed to take us back to the track tomorrow. And then it’s supposed to rain all weekend except for Saturday afternoon so we’ll see about getting a long run in then. I guess I’ll just run ‘till E-man starts fussing or ‘till I can’t run anymore. And do a small loop that’s close to the train so I’m not stuck out in the boondocks when one of us looses it next time. We’ll see. I could sure use some motivation at this point. I just don’t know. I’ll keep you posted.
Track Training
This week I did some track workouts. After not running on the weekend…a mixture of excuses…E-man was sleeping through the night but I guess at six months he’s going through a growth spurt and all of the sudden he wants to get up every two-four hours and eat again.
So after a sleepless night, Michelle calls me up and says, “Hey you know it’s raining outside.” And I’m like oh cool no run today, can’t take my baby out in that. But by the time I did get up the rain had cleared up and I started feeling guilty.
So Sunday I got my BD to take me to the track and he watched E-man while I ran around the track, 2-3 times moderately fast, 1 time walking recovery…repeated 3 or 4 times. Ended up running somewhere between 3 and 4 miles.
Went so great my BD decided to join me on the track the next day. There were a surprising amount of people on the track for a Monday…I guess because it was Labor Day and all. I pushed the jogging stroller for the first half of the run then he took E-man for the remainder. It’s nice to have a break from pushing the jogging stroller sometimes but I almost feel naked or something…like an extension of me is missing.
My BD had watched this guy the day before so we decided to copy him. We ran the long half of the track as fast as we possibly could like we were running for dear life, then walked the loop at the end, then raced the other long half, and then walked the end again, repeating ‘till we were exhausted. Did the same distance as yesterday – about 2-3 miles.
Tuesday took off. Wednesday met Michelle in Central Park. We decided we are really going to make September count since it is our last month to really get the hard core training in. At least the second half of October we should be taking it easy before the marathon.
We had a good run in Central Park on Wednesday. We ran up and down a hill that’s about a quarter of a mile long two times. Then we ran a four mile loop. Then we ran up and down the hill another two times. It was pretty cool. Looking forward to a good fourteen mile run on Saturday.
So after a sleepless night, Michelle calls me up and says, “Hey you know it’s raining outside.” And I’m like oh cool no run today, can’t take my baby out in that. But by the time I did get up the rain had cleared up and I started feeling guilty.
So Sunday I got my BD to take me to the track and he watched E-man while I ran around the track, 2-3 times moderately fast, 1 time walking recovery…repeated 3 or 4 times. Ended up running somewhere between 3 and 4 miles.
Went so great my BD decided to join me on the track the next day. There were a surprising amount of people on the track for a Monday…I guess because it was Labor Day and all. I pushed the jogging stroller for the first half of the run then he took E-man for the remainder. It’s nice to have a break from pushing the jogging stroller sometimes but I almost feel naked or something…like an extension of me is missing.
My BD had watched this guy the day before so we decided to copy him. We ran the long half of the track as fast as we possibly could like we were running for dear life, then walked the loop at the end, then raced the other long half, and then walked the end again, repeating ‘till we were exhausted. Did the same distance as yesterday – about 2-3 miles.
Tuesday took off. Wednesday met Michelle in Central Park. We decided we are really going to make September count since it is our last month to really get the hard core training in. At least the second half of October we should be taking it easy before the marathon.
We had a good run in Central Park on Wednesday. We ran up and down a hill that’s about a quarter of a mile long two times. Then we ran a four mile loop. Then we ran up and down the hill another two times. It was pretty cool. Looking forward to a good fourteen mile run on Saturday.
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