Wednesday, September 30, 2009
First things first. I ran! I ran! I ran! I ran a 5 whole miles last night and it felt great. It was a blessing to run without major pain and as God is my witness I will never be hungry again! Er, sorry about that, I am so dramatic. Just call me Scarlett.
I kept a pretty good pace and immediately went home and dunked my foot in a bucket of ice water. My ankle was a tad sore but feels fine today. Not too worry, I am taking it slow with our reunion.
Now on to the events.
As you all know I am heading to Chicago on October 9th to root on the Redhead, Speedy Jess, Spike, Gatorate, and the rest of you at the Chicago Marathon.
The following weekend, October 16th, I am heading to Detroit for the Detroit Marathon. And guess what? I'll be at the Expo working for Women's Running Magazine. Please come by our booth and say hello! And of course, get a subscription!
In other event news, I got a sweet part time job at a smallish concert venue here in town. I work the V.I.P. door and it's a very fun gig thus far. I get to watch free concerts and make some extra money. It's only a few nights a month but so far it's one of the easiest jobs I've ever had. I'll let you all know if I meet any rock stars.
Until tomorrow, keep running and to those of you tapering - it's almost GO TIME!
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
9. Scary Movie. Also a comedy, but it's so freaking funny. Actually the sequel and subsequent movies are funny as hell too. And I think we can all be thankful for Anna Faris entering our lives.
Evil Dead "Hail to the king baby."
Scream "Do you like scary movies?"
Pet Sematary "First I play with Judd, then Mommy came, and I play with Mommy. We play Daddy! We had an awfully good time! Now I want to play with YOU!"
Saw "I want to play a game."
Lost Boys "One thing about living in Santa Carla I never could stomach, all the damn vampires."
Jaws "You're going to need a bigger boat."
* The gauntlet on that has been thrown. November 6th is the Clash of the Titans!
Sunday, September 27, 2009
I basically liken myself to Rick James while I am riding the bicycle. The entire time I am on it I am thinking:
F@ck yo' bicycle Charlie Murphy!
Seriously. I just can't get comfortable. While I am getting more comfortable turning and going faster, my booty and lady parts are not. My "under-carriage" just can't get comfortable. Guess I just need to get this ankle healed as soon as possible so people will stop looking at me like I am crazy as I ride by them talking like Rick James.
What did the five fingers say to the face? SLAP!
I did get to run a nice 4 miler on Saturday while the Redhead and the rest of the BRA did their long runs. No ankle issues, thankfully. However, I got an awesome case of the PC's (poopie cramps) and it's because I fell off of the nutrition bus last week. Like, fell off so far I got tire marks down my back.
Cookies in the break room? Sure, I'll have some! Chocolate cake for a co-worker's birthday? Sign me up! Taco bell for lunch? Why yes, that sounds like a great idea!
The milk's gone bad!
Ugh. My stomach is not happy. Must get back on track for the two weeks before I go on Eat Fest 2009 in Chicago.
They should have never given ya'll n's money!
I am seriously so excited for the two week countdown to Chi-town. It's going to be difficult concentrating during this next two weeks. I hope you all had great weekends and great races! I am off to read your reports.
She's a very kinky girl ....
Friday, September 25, 2009
I cannot express how excited I am getting for my Chicago trip with the Redhead. I love travelling. And even though I will probably be wearing a mask and randomly spraying myself and others I suspect of having swine flu with disinfectant, I am sure the friendly skies have missed me as much as I have missed them.
Surly flight attendants, crying babies, post-apopalyptic airline food, skeevy old men, enough leg room for those under 4 foot 2, stinky feet smell at security check - I can't wait!!! (In flight drinking? Yes please.)
We are locking down our plans and she is coming here this evening to finish up her training with the BRA. I plan on getting a short, easy run in tomorrow AM and then doing some biking. I must admit that since I have been biking...
I still hate it.
Didn't see that coming did you?
Have a great weekend everyone. I know LOTS of you are racing tomorrow or Sunday and I wish you the VERY best of luck. I offer you all the most important tip:
Thursday, September 24, 2009
I will not be running the Marine Corps Marathon.
I will, however be flying to Chicago (man, will my arms be tired. ba dum dum) to watch the Redhead and Speedy Jess run through the city!
Today, I am thankful for a decision.
I ran 4 miles last night and the ankle felt iffy at best. I don't want to push it. I am tired of being in race limbo. And I really, really, really want to eat Chicago pizza and hot dogs.
Obviously, I could give it a shot. I could run the MCM and do fine. Or I could run it and hurt myself worse. I just don't want to risk it at this point. I have lost some of my running confidence and would rather take it slow and get it back 100% and kick my next marathon's arse.
I am so going to miss my BRA peeps while they are in DC and I am going to be so very sad that I am not there. I think they will understand and know that I support them 1 million percent. I will be watching them via the interwebs (and maybe drinking those 2 or 12 flasks of Bailey's).
I have the Ragnar Relay and the Gasparilla Marathon to look forward to and get fully healed for.
If anyone else is running Chicago, please let me know. I love making posters! And, do I hear bloggy friend photo ops?!?!
What are you thankful for today?
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
On to the post.
"An experienced runner might say that bad weather is not that much of an issue. Of course, the road is slick and slippery, rain is surely threatening, the atrocious wind has already provided you with an almost frozen nose, but you stand by your strong motivation. If you need the pampering of an indoor running session, a treadmill always stands at your service as your most desirable accomplice.
On the other hand, what a masochist would say is to get rid of all your fears and storm out to have your most fulfilling run. There is nothing more motivating than the knee-size snow, the slippery roads, the monstrous cold wind constantly attacking you. Well, the masochist does have a point. By putting up with these extreme conditions, your body will be indeed overstressed. Though, facing the hush nature will only bring about massive body strength and extreme gratification for having a shower and hot water and also a lot of liquids that your body will surely need after this kind of exposure.
Well, not all people are capable of enduring the weather’s caprices and going to work whilst having the morning running session in wintertime. For all runners out there who need to perform daily/ weekly runs, but the weather is just not friendly, the best option you may want to consider is a treadmill.
Firstly, the accessibility will never be a problem. Weather at the gym or in your own sport room inside your own apartment, a treadmill can always be rapidly reached. There is no distance or weather problem you will ever have to face, and also no excuses. If the treadmill has made room into your life, all you need is strong motivation and your runs will never be under a question mark.
Secondly, their programs are designed to meet your needs and grievances. Thirdly, you can always be aware of the distance you are covering. The great thing about treadmill is that you can constantly check your performance, and that is always a motivation factor.
In addition, you can focus only on your run as a treadmill is always harmless. There are no rocks to beware of, no hidden tree roots under the fallen leaves and surely no pollution that could affect your respiratory tract. A treadmill provides you with a smooth and even surface that you can confide in anytime you want.
But let’s be exhaustive about this and acknowledge the main disadvantage of using a treadmill, and that is having no aim. On a treadmill, you might get the feeling you are always at the start line. It is easy for a machine like this to cut off your motivation since there is nothing to support it.
Nevertheless, if you have had at least few runs until the present moment, you should know that motivation does not reside in material aspects. It is always an internal strong process and you are the only dictator in this domain.
Natural environment is always desirable, but not always usable. And this leaves you with two options: you either face the rage of nature or you face the comfort of indoor running. It is only a matter of choice and also gratitude for the bivalence of the specter of choices that mechanical evolution has created; do not forget that if you had been born prior to 1875, you could have either tried snow running or no running at all.
While praising scientific evolution, let’s benefit by its amazing results and go have a successful fulfilling run.
Again, this article is a guest post by Miki, writer for runreviews.com, a site where you can read treadmills reviews.
Monday, September 21, 2009
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Today's Thankful Thursday has to do with... hair removal.
OK people, this may come as a shock to some of you but people now a days are... how shall I put this? Um. Well. Gee. Uh.
You know. Down There?
I myself, like to be properly groomed and it is very important during the summer months when we spend a lot of time in bathing suits. You know, for tri's and swimming. And running in those super short shorts. Oh and washing the car in your bikini.
Now that you know about my quest for a hair-free/bump-free bikini line (TMI? See, I warned you!) I might as well tell you what I am thankful for today. Here it is:
Please note that it says: "Formulated For Black Men To Help Stop Razor Bumps."
Here's the low down on the down low. (Hee hee, get it?) I was talking with my sister the other day and I mentioned how I hate razor bumps.
I have used a regular razor, AKA The Bump-O-Matic. I have used Nair, AKA The Burn-O-Matic. Plus I have been waxed, AKA The Holy-Mother-of-God-This-Hurts-Like-Hell-O-Matic. I am too
cheap poor for laser removal, so that is out. And that weird mitt that I see on TV just really looks to me like sand paper. You aren't fooling me, made for TV product guy!
So, my older and wiser sister (Had to throw in that older part. Heh.) told me about this very inexpensive powder created for Black men and razor bumps. I know it's intended for their beards but I Do What I Want. I've gotta say it smells something awful. Kind of like a perm. (Which on further thought should I be putting perm smelling paste down there? Oh well.)
Needless to say it works wonderfully and at $2.50 it's a steal! Hm. I wonder if they are hiring for PR work. I know some of you are going to run out and buy it.
Don't worry, your secret is safe with me.
What are you thankful for today?
Monday, September 14, 2009
On a side note: I watched TWO British films this weekend. Run Fatboy Run and Rockin' Rolla. As a coincidence they both feature Thandie Newton and people who say things like "Piss off!" I highly recommend both.
On to the contingency plan. Which from here on will be dubbed The C.P. Not catchy at all, but Plan B was taken, as was Planned Parenthood, The Alan Parsons Project, The Apollo Mission, Mission to Mars, Mission Impossible, Mission Impossible II, Mission Impossible III, and Preparation H. Yes, of course those all would have been worked into a blog about running. Don't question me.
Where was I?
Oh yeah, The C.P. Or should I say The C.P.'s? Here they are in - yep - LIST FORM!!!
1. Go to MCM. Don't run and be an athletic supporter of the 20+ B.R.A. members who are running. (Probably choke back tears during MCM and drink a hidden flask or twelve of Baileys.)
2. Go to Chicago and cheer on the Redhead and super speedy Jess (in her quest to BQ). Booze it up around Chi-town and go to Kanye's home to tell him to "Piss off!" (Lyrics = good, MTV VMA's = bad)
3. If I can't run MCM I will probably sign up for the Halloween Halfathon, should I be all healed by then. I LOVE LOVE LOVE Halloween. I am already thinking of a costume for the race, you know, just in case...
Obviously, these are great options. I think that I can swallow my tears and cheer on those running at Marine Corps or Chicago. I can also have a great time in either city. Sure, I won't be running but I'll be eating and drinking my way through both! Not to mention the fact that I really enjoy making signs. (My inner sorority girl loves markers.)
That being said, I am not throwing in the towel just yet. My ankle feels even better again today and I'll keep up the aqua jogging and cross training. I also want to thank you guys for your support through this injury. It's been tougher than I ever imagined.
"Faithless is he that says farewell when the road darkens." - J.R.R. Tolkien (The Fellowship of the Ring)
As my insurance is lacking, I had no choice but to go to my primary care physician. I can hear you all moaning now. But, I will say this, it was one of the best doctor visits I have had in a long time. She took her time and really listened to me. And she never said the two words we runners fear: "stop running."
The tough thing about tendinitis is that there really isn't a lot you can do for it. She told me she didn't think that Marine Corps Marathon was going to happen, but only I can really tell if I am ready to run again. I am going to continue with the cross training and R.I.C.E.ing. Perhaps if I had iced sooner I would have kept the doctor visit away. Then again, this pain seemingly came out of nowhere.
I will say this, it felt much better this morning and I attempted a dread mill run to see how it was. Sadly, it hurt. It has been hurting to walk and high heels are the best shoe right now. So weird right? But it makes sense because it hurts when that tendon is pulled on. I will be grocery shopping in heels, wearing heels to pick up the laundry, high heels cleaning out my car. Pretty soon I'll be a Desperate Housewife.
Come back tomorrow for the contingency plan.
Sunday, September 13, 2009
We had our usual crazy Friday night. Actually, we ventured out for some early evening Publix shopping. Then we returned home and did our pre-Saturday run/bike rituals. (She does these stretches that are absolutely hysterical.)
Saturday morning we awoke to a rain storm that didn't stop until about 3 PM. I thought about calling that one dude who built that that big, big boat a while back and asking for some instructions. Wonder if he has text messaging?
Anyway, I was going to ride my bike and the Redhead was going to hop in with the B.R.A. for her 20 miler. She didn't want to run it in the rain and I can't say I blamed her.
So we headed back to "Compton" and did some working out at the gym. (By the way, certain residents of Compton have started stealing the free weights from the gym. You stay classy, Compton.) After a quick (READ: amazing) nap we met the B.R.A. for the post-run breakfast. The B.R.A. gave the Redhead some good natured ribbing for not running in the rain.
On Friday while IMing with the Redhead I devised a contingency plan. More on that next week.
Should things not improve significantly with the ankle I'll fill you all in, I am not ready to divulge just yet, because I am hoping not to need the plan. That being said, it's a good plan.
The ankle feels better today and I am walking more like a normal person and less like a zombie. I have doctor's appointment tomorrow morning because I need answers. I need definitive answers in order to really move forward and take back control of this situation.
While I have been trying to remain positive, the last two weeks have been a blur of muddling through un-fulfilling aqua jogging and Pilate's. Runners, you know it's just not the same. It's like Velveeta vs. the big orange blocked marked simply CHEESE. (Bad analogy?)
Anyway I will certainly let you all know tomorrow what the doctor says. I am sure they are going to prescribe an Xray.
Until then, you can head over to the other blog to get a little chuckle from my recovery tips. I hope you all had a great weekend and that your training is kicking butt!
Friday, September 11, 2009
On my drive to work I listened to my beloved Friday booty mix and only half smiled through it, I was so preoccupied with my suffering.
As usual, I got to work and went to reading the news online. The headline I first saw was:
Ceremonies to honor September 11 victims
"Oh my God," I thought. "How could I have forgotten?"
In my selfish pity party this morning I had forgotten it was September 11. As the child of a Vietnam Vet and extremely proud American, I felt ashamed. These people lost their lives and I am worrying about things that seem so small in comparison. Sure, it's OK to worry about these things, but not today.
Today, let's remember the fallen.
Let's remember those who can't walk or run marathons because they risked their lives helping others get to safety.
Let's remember those who lost their lives just going about their normal days, being productive citizens of this great nation.
Let's remember those whose loved ones were taken so quickly and needlessly.
Let's remember how carefree we were before this day and how those monsters destroyed a sense of security we had known.
Let's remember this world is bigger than we are and our own suffering may come and go, but September 11, 2001, is a day we should never, never forget.
Thursday, September 10, 2009
As you all have noticed by my whining, er I mean writing, I have been put on the injured list and am thus trying out all new, exciting forms of
I hadn't heard of it either until one of the BRA members told me all about it. Then, Navy Steve lent me his aqua jogger belt. Basically you put the floaty-belt on (super hot, totally recommend it for picking up babes/chicks/hotties, etc.) head to the deep end and run until your little heart's content.
(This is kind of how I look except I can't find a group of people in Compton to join me.)
While it is SUPER boring, I am thankful for it. It makes me feel as though I am still running. Thus today, I am thankful for aqua jogging.
As a little side note, Deena Kastor trained quite a bit this way during an injury and went on to win the 2005 Chicago Marathon. Not that I am going to win the Marine Corps Marathon after a little aqua jogging, or intense training for that matter, but it does give one some hope of keeping up the cardio and endurance.
You can see a lot of it during this very inspirational DVD, Spirit of the Marathon.
What are you thankful for today?
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Not work-out slacking, but blog slacking. I took the weekend off from blogging so I could write a super duper long post today to get your through your Tuesday-feels-like-a-Monday. See how much I care?
Let's see, when we last left the Adventures of B.o.B., I was getting ready to ride a bicycle for the first time in 18 years. I got up early on Saturday and decided to go meet the group. I figure if I can't run I'll at least try to maintain some normalcy while riding a bike at the butt crack of dawn.
It was nice not to pack pounds of running stuff and have a caffeinated beverage. Our route is a 4 1/2 out and back and at 5 AM, it's very dark. I wore my Miner 49-er headlamp and let the runners get a big lead before I took off (I didn't want them to see me bust my butt immediately). I was seventeen kinds of wobbly. To start off I did some small laps around the parking lot. I was making really wide turns and kept hearing this person say, "Whoa! Whoa! Whooooa!"
Ok, so that person was me.
I am not going to lie. The first 4 1/2 miles were a white knuckle ride. My forearms were sore the next day from the death grip I had on the handle bars. My shoulders are still a bit sore and my butt feels like I did 790 squats.
I was like the BRA mascot as I took photos and wrote some birthday messages in chalk on the sidewalk for Jesus John's daughter who runs the same route with her cross country team. I wound up riding 22 miles and probably could have been fine only doing half of that. But I wanted to get the cardio in.
Saturday after the ride, my sister and I went to the Gator game. The Gators won, no surprise there and we had an awesome time. In the car ride home we had a Michael Jackson concert. I am sure we sounded amazing.
Sunday, I tried out some aqua jogging. Let me tell you what, it's very weird. Navy Steve let me borrow his floaty belt (Thanks Steve!). You put this foam flotation device around your waist and it holds you up-right while you run. Your arms and legs are going as fast as they can and you are maybe moving forward at about a 30 minute mile pace. Can you say turtle-y?
My first mistake of aqua jogging was that I attempted it at the "Compton" pool and it didn't work out so well. There were kids cannonball-ing on my head and Marco Polo-ing all over the place. Plus their parents were smoking cigs, drinking 40's, and staring at me like I had 22 heads.
Monday morning, I decided to get to the "Compton" pool before it turned into family fun day. It was a much smarter decision as I got 30 minutes of aqua jogging in. Yes, it's boring, but I feel that it helps. Obviously, my ankle is still not right and I am debating seeing an actual doctor. Not sure what they would tell me other than, "Stay off it. Rest. Blah blah blah."
Also yesterday Coach Tom and V had a pool party. It was quite fun and a lot of the BRA showed up. We watched The Spirit of the Marathon and had delish snacks and such. Party animals for sure.
Other than the ankle, it was a great weekend. (If you are still reading this then you might be suffering from long weekend-itis.)
I will be checking out your blogs today. I hope you all had a very un-laborious Labor Day!
Friday, September 4, 2009
I have a nice little weekend planned, except for the whole wonky ankle thing. I spoke with a PT and she thinks that it may be tendinitis. Not fun. I am going to attempt a bike ride in the morning with the BRA.
She shakily nods her head and watches as She-ra/Catra*** rides by, seemingly amused.
This incident has scared the bajeesus out of her. Not only did she lose to her arch nemesis/best friend forever, she also lost her will to ride ever again.
Thursday, September 3, 2009
Today, I am thankful for:
1. Lloyd releasing his death grip on the keyboard so I can have my blog back.
2. Although I still have a wonky ankle, it seems to be healing.
3. Having THE most supportive running friends on the PLANET. That means you, you, and all of you.
4. Kanye West lyrics. "All the mocha lattes, you gotta do Pilates." "You know how long I've been on ya? Since Prince was on Appollonia." "She got an ass that'll swallow up a g-string. And up top, unh, two bee stings."
5. Bananas. (Do with that what you will.)
6. My roommate. He really is a great friend. Yesterday he made up the new word "fricky fracky." For some reason this was super funny to us (no we weren't drunk) and we used it in every sentence we could. For example: "What the fricky fracky is up with that girl's hair?" or "Fricky fracky, it's cold in here!"
7. Free movie tickets from my step mom to see Whiteout with her next week. It could totally suck, but hey, if it's free it's for me!
8. The word sexting. It's hilarious. Only in 2009 folks, only in 2009.
9. The Splash Award I received from the lovely Cassi at High Heels & Huntin' Boots. Her blog is quite entertaining and very charming. Gotta love a girl who likes both heels and huntin' boots!
(I am supposed to tag 9 blogs that allure, impress, bewitch or amuse and if you'll look to the right you can find waaaay more than 9. Click away and be allured, impressed, bewitched, and amused.)
10. I AM GOING TO THE UF GATOR GAME SEASON OPENER!
What are you thankful for today? (List form is acceptable in the comments, why should I have all the fun?)
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
I have commandeered this blog to tell you all about Mom's odd contorting on the living room floor yesterday. I have never seen her do this and am a bit concerned.
For starters she turned on that big, loud talking box in MY living room and proceeded to watch some lady in super tight clothing twist all over the place. I'll never understand all the human clothing. It's much better to be naked. (You'll never see me on a worst-dressed list.)
(See? Naked as a jay-bird, and twice as cute.)
Anyway, this lady kept telling Mom to do stuff the way she did. And let me tell you, Mom did not look like this lady. Mom was all sweaty and huffing and puffing. She even had the nerve to tell MOI to stop throwing my toys at her. I just wanted some fetch time like she promised. But did I get fetch? Nooooo. I got some lady telling Mom about the benefits of pilates, whatever that means.
I have never seen her do this. Normally, Mom comes home, changes into her tight clothes (there's that clothing thing again) and bounces out the door. This coming home and warping herself all around the living room is really going to get old quickly. It seriously cut into my nap and fetch time. Plus she seems to be super agitated by not being able to do what the above mentioned lady is doing. I tried to lick her face and she just shooed me away.
See if I ever let her rub my belly again.
I am concerned. I am very, very concerned. It's super important that I get fetch and nap time in. You would not want to see me angry. Just ask that garbage bin.
*Mom asked that, even though I commandeered the blog today, I give a special shout out to Lauren at Team Giles and tell her thanks for being AWESOME. Go read her blog, I hear she talks about good nom noms, healthy stuff and life in general.