Sunday, November 29, 2009
Friday, November 27, 2009
I arrived early at the class and the instructor handed me a block and a blanket. I had no idea what this stuff is for. Apparently, they are for people (a la me) who can't quite make the full poses.
The instructor started with a little Thanksgiving story which was nice, but I kind of wanted to get moving. Once we did start the stretching I noticed people a lot older than me moving easily from pose to pose. Those jerks. How dare they be more flexible than me! Grrr! Again, my competitivenss is out of control these days. I am sure these people are regulars. In fact a few of the women just got back from India and were insanely flexible. Which made me a wee bit jealous. I can't help it!
Ok, so I know that yoga is supposed to be all peaceful and relaxing and blah blah blah, but I can't help but feel stupid when Grandma Moses is better than me. I tried not to pay attention as Grandpa Joe wrapped his ankle around his head while I barely touched my toes.
To make matters worse, I was right next to a window. I kept seeing runners pass and thinking, "Hey! Wait for me! I am a runner too! What am I doing in here with these Gumby's?"*
At one point we were in some animal pose (crouching squirrel, hidden duckbill platapus) and I couldn't get low enough with my hips so the instructor came over and pushed me further into it and realized that my hips just wouldn't budge. She stuffed the blanket under them to give me the support. Sigh. I am a yoga failure.
The final portion of the class that involved what I like to call sleeping, was too much for me yesterday. When she said we would have 10 minutes of relaxation I felt like I had ants in my pants. This whole relaxation stuff at the end just isn't for me. I have things to do people! (Hello Type A!)
Now, it wasn't all bad. The stretching was certainly nice on my muscles and there were some great new poses I had never tried, in yoga or otherwise. (Heh, perv alert!) I just don't know if yoga is for me, at least not yet. Rome wasn't built in a day, so I am going to give it another try and attempt to be more centered or whatever.
My hips don't lie, yogini I am not.
Thursday, November 26, 2009
So since it's THE THANKFUL THURSDAY of all Thankful Thursdays I don't even know that I'll have the space for everything that I am thankful for right now.
To spare your tryptophan laced eyes, I have narrowed it down to one food that I am most thankful for on Thanksgiving.
It ain't the turkey - makes me sleepy.
It ain't the pumpkin pie - too sweet.
It aint' the mashed potatoes - too carby.
It's the AMBROSIA!
It's a tradition around these parts for the holidays and I just love it. If you have never had it, it's basically a fruit salad. But the most delicious fruit salad of all time. I pretend it's a healthy-eat-it-before-a-run fruit salad, but well, that sour cream and cool whip base ain't foolin' anybody. Not to mention the tasty little marshmallows. (Recipe here.)
But best of all .... COCONUT!
What can I say? You can take a girl outta the island, but you can't take the island outta the girl...(a nod to my slightly Cuban ancestry).
What are you thankful for today?
Happy Thanksgiving! Hope you all had great turkey trots and are on your way to full on food comas.
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
I handed off to P-Funk who flew past 3 runners on a nice little three miler. She handed off to the Redhead who ran a very respectable if not annoying 6.3 miler. Let's just say traffic lights were not nice to our Red. (See her blog for details.)
All in all, for the team that just wanted to have fun, we wound up doing very well. We came in 26th out of 113 teams over all. We came in 12th out of 65 teams in the open-mixed division. Half Nuts kicked butts!
Monday, November 23, 2009
In addition to the zzzippp-zzzzipping, while all but one of us slept, er tried to sleep in the tent, P-Funk remained in the van. However, when the last little Half Nut headed to the tent he left the light on inside. Just as we settled we all hear furious pounding outside of the van. We look out to see a a very P.O.'d P-Funk pounding on the inside for someone to come turn the light off in the van. She was in the way back and would have had to climb three rows to shut it off. I totally felt her pain.
Now if you knew P-Funk at all, you would know that she is the nicest most caring, considerate person in the world. Just don't leave a light on when she is trying to sleep. It was like the alien on the side of the plane in The Twighlight Zone's Nightmare at 20,000 Feet. LOL! (Sorry P-Funk, I had to use that analogy. You are obviously much cuter.)
Upon waking, C Steve sets out for his first run. At this point we have entered Clermont and get to run on some trails, which is nice, except it's O'Dark Thirty. After C Steve, Shorty Shorts Jason makes his second run seem easy and then it's my turn again.
I was a little tired at this point but not too bad. I had a 4.2 miler run and didn't realized quite how hilly it was. My lady parts were VERY sore after riding a bike for Jesus John during his first run. Ragnar Lesson #4: Test the bike before offering to be a bike rider for support.
Oh my God was the bike too tall! It was funny after, but during the ride I was hurting in my neck, my back, my neck and my back! I also hurt my lady bits and couldn't hand Jesus John the water to save my life. Poor guy was all over the place trying to get it off the bike. I told him after that I was just trying to get him to run faster.
Ok, so back to my 4.2 miler that was hilly as all get out. It wasn't as big as P-Funk's hills but it was tough. I managed to pass about three other runners and kept an 8:08 pace. (Again who is this speedy BoB?) Jesus John rode the bike with me and kept telling me there was a team behind me about to catch up. I think he was lying, but it totally helped me keep the pace.
P-Funk followed my run, then the same rotation again, the Redhead and then our fearless Captain Nut.
It was almost light out at this point since we ran through most of the night. Our final exchange had us resting a little before sunrise. To say we were punchy at this point would be an understatement. For example, I think we were figuring out how to spell out farting sounds.
Half Nut Girl 1: "How you spell out poop noises?"
Half Nut Girl 2: "I think there's a V."
Part III and conclusion (I PROMISE!) tomorrow.
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Sunday, November 8, 2009
First off, my 10 miler went pretty well on Saturday morning. My ankle was feeling a bit wonky all week so I decided to test out some sample KT Tape. Have any of you used this tape before? It was my first try and to be quite honest, it helped a lot! I was pleasantly surprised. They haven't sent me any, nor am I doing this as a formal review, but I really like the stuff. I like that they tell you how to use it and that it is stretchy like an ace bandage, but thin enough to fit in your shoe. Plus, you look almost as cool as those US Olympic Volleyball players! Click here to see about it yourself.
Secondly, Go Gators! Fun times. Too many beers and fried carby goodness.
Thirdly. Hm. Is thirdly a word? Off to google. Please hold.
Ok, apparently it is, but it sounds weird.
Where was I? Oh, in the third place, I received my award from the Halloween Halfathon in the mail. It's a cute plaque with my name and it says: Best Beauty Costume. Who would have thought I could win a beauty award sweating my a$$ off in a half marathon? I love it.
Lastly, I too went on a trail run today. Unknowingly, the Redhead and I both set out to hit the trails today. According to her posts on a "social networking" site, she loved it. I on the other hand, am still not impressed. I don't know why I don't love the trails. I just don't. There was more sand/dirt on our trail than I imagined and it was a tad harder than expected. I thought the trails were supposed to be easier? All I know is, by mile 3, I was sprinting to finish. I will give the trails another try soon. Maybe it was all the damn beer from last night's game....
Hope you all had great weekends. I am off to watch Animation Domination! Gotta love some Family Guy!
Friday, November 6, 2009
I worked the other job last night and had an awesome time watching the EMO's jam out and granting wishes of those wanting to be in VIP. But, alas tonight I am one sleepy girl.
My plans for the weekend include: 10 mile run in AM, team meeting for Ragnar Relay, UF football game (here I come Swamp!), and maybe some rest.
We are only two weeks away from Ragnar and it looks like I have 16+/- miles combined on my three legs. No, no, I have two actual legs. But I am running three times. Keep up people.
Anyway, I am going to try and fit in some two-a-days to prepare. Any other suggestions from those of you who have done similar races? They would be most appreciated.
Have a great weekend my lovelies. Run on!
Thursday, November 5, 2009
A few weeks ago the lovely folks at Thriv (www.thrivnp.com) sent me a long sleeved shirt to test out. I am not sure if you all know this, but it's still pretty warm here in the F-L-A and thus I have not had the chance to really run in it. I have, however, been wearing it to lounge and launder because it's just so freakin' soft!
Anyway, I looked at their website and mosied over to Sports Authority where they sell it and most of their products looks like high quality stuff. Their products are natural and use bamboo and organic cotton, stuff I can feel good about wearing! It has all the moisture-wicking and anti-microbial goodness you'd expect, but seriously, the softness is out of control.
I really appreciate apparel companies that use natural fabrics and strive to be high performance quality at the same time.
Today, I am thankful for Thriv and their products. Head over their site and check em out. Also, check out this review from another blogger, Kim's Running.
What are you thankful for today?
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Keep on running and blogging my friends. And thanks for all the kudos on my last race. It felt AWESOME!
Sunday, November 1, 2009
Friday night the Redhead came to town and we shared our usual pasta dinner a la Lady and the Tramp. Guess which one of us is the tramp? I kid, I kid. But we did enjoy our pasta while we chuckled at Young Frankenstein. "That's Fronkensteen!"
We were up dark and early on Saturday morning and got into our costumes. Redhead, a zombie runner, and I a runaway bride. Heh. We carpooled with Big L and Dr. N, a lovely couple who recently joined the BRA. Dr. N was initially just there to get in her training miles but wound up having a HUGE PR. Big L was there as a loving hubby and sherpa.
(Me, Dr. N, Redhead, and Maddy)
Upon arrival we found Maddy and got our chips and numbers. My dear friend and training buddy, P-Funk, showed up as a surprise and rooted us all on. D, from Women's Running Magazine and several other BRA members were out to race as well.
Initially my plan was to just have fun. I told the Redhead I was nervous as I hadn't run over 10 miles since before the ankle injury. She told me not worry and so I figured I wouldn't. My plan was to stay with Dr. N and just take it easy. Well, that plan was not to come to full fruition.
Dr. N and I stuck together, cruising at about a 9:40 minute mile pace, until mile 6. At this point I just felt great. I felt really relaxed and wanted to speed up a bit. I bid Dr. N adieu as I knew she had it in the bag for a monster (hee hee) PR herself. 40 minute PR what what!!
I looked at my Garmin and was running fairly comfortable at an 8:30 minute mile. WTF? I figured it was a fluke and I'd just see how long I could hold it. Well, wouldn't you know it, I came up on mile 8 and just kept cruising. I recently read an article in Women's Running about repeating three motivating words in your head during a race. I figured I'd give it a shot. I picked my three words and kept repeating them in my head. Strong. Tough. Powerful. Strong. Tough. Powerful.
At about mile 8.5 I was surprised to see the Redhead. She had gone ahead of Dr. N and I at mile 3. I knew she was struggling or else she would have been much farther ahead. When I saw her she said she was feeling very sick and nauseated. I hated to keep going, but she said she'd be ok so I continued on. (Her report is here.)
I see someone running toward me and look down and notice those odd running shoes that look like toe-socks. I think to myself, "Is that who I think it is?"
He nods and we high five and I am excited that I have met the amazing blogger Jamoosh. He was pacing his SIL and they were running strong. Lots of bloggy love at this race for sure!
It was hot. The back 5 or so miles had zero coverage and the sun was beating down on everyone. By mile 10, I was a bit worried but knew I could finish strong. I wasn't sure how long I could go before I had to make a potty stop. I kept up the pace and chicked a fair amount of dudes. Heh. That term cracks me up.
At mile 11 I hit the bathroom and realized that I could finish with a pretty nice PR if I picked up the pace a bit. I thought I could possibly break 2 hours but the potty stop set me back a few.
As I got to mile 12 I was still feeling fairly strong. I kept repeating my words and picking off dudes. Did I mention it was hot? I met up with some really speedy looking women and trailed them for about a quarter mile. Then at about the 12.5 mile mark I just kicked it in. I don't know what came over me and where this mojo came from but I had one of the strongest race finishes to date.
My final official time was 2:01:33 (UPDATED: I had the clock time before 2:02:05, not the chip time, duh). My previous half marathon was a 2:09:22.
I just had one of those races. I felt good the entire time, despite the stifling heat, and really needed this as a post-injury confidence boost.
Post race celebration could have used a bit more oomph and the race certainly could have use more water stations, but I was in post race PR bliss and enjoyed the dumb donuts and Gatorade. (Where the hell is the Coca-Cola people?!?!)
After the race my little Redhead headed back to O-town, still feeling quite under the weather. My sister and I headed to the Tampa Bay Lightning game. After the game we hit up a fabulous Halloween party and I was up for a full twenty four hours! To say I am a bit punchy right now would be an understatement. It really was a tremendous Halloween. Hope yours was too!
For your viewing pleasure, I just felt the need to show you this guy from last night's party.
Yeah baby! Yeah!
UPDATE #2: The race director, Chris, commented that I did in fact win the Best Beauty award AND the cokes never got put out. I appreciate his follow up and will certainly be back for more of their races.