Sunday, September 23, 2012
Surpassing Expectations on the Running Trail
Picturesque mansions encircle the Lake of the Isles, and it was nice to escape and dream a little about what it might be like to live in one of those houses. I needed that escape after my hectic and draining work week.
I was nervous and resistant to getting out for this run, since I hadn't gone out for a run of any kind in over a week. As of late, I've been arriving home from work well after dark, thus foregoing my weekday training runs. Because I hadn't been logging the miles, I started worrying that I had lost too much time and training to truly be ready for my upcoming 10 mile race. Brian encouraged me to get out on Saturday and give it a go. So I did. I ran without expectations, I focused on staying relaxed, I aimed to run in the moment instead of worrying about the next mile, or the work I had to do after my run was complete...I was pleasantly relieved that the 6.3 felt rather effortless. Perhaps I can pull off the upcoming 10-miler after all....just 2 more weeks. 2 more weeks where work will no doubt post some serious obstacles in the form of stress and long hours, but I refuse to let that be an excuse.
When I'm able to commit to running, it is the best opportunity for stress relief and meditation that I have ever come across. I prefer to run alone for this reason (and because I'm super slow). When I run, I feel more in tune with myself and the world around me, I let go of the expectations and doubts I have about myself. Such good feelings...I really deserve to treat myself to a good run more often.
Wednesday, September 12, 2012
A Perfect Fall Run
Great running weather!
This evening, I fit in a 4.25 mile run around Lake Calhoun. I started a bit quick (quick for me that is), with a 0:10:19 mile, and slowed way down for mile two before finding my groove for the last 2 and a quarter. All in all, I averaged a pace of 0:11:10 mile, and felt comfortably tired when I finished.
I also ran iPod free, which was a nice change of pace and helped me to pay more attention to my breathing and form. I plan to run the Medtronic 10-mile without music and just enjoy the race, so this run was good practice.
Sunday, September 9, 2012
100 Miles
That said I am proud to say that I did NOT blow off my 7 mile run today! It's what nudged me just over the 100 mile mark today, after all. Once B fixed my Garmin, I really had no excuse. Not that I had an excuse to begin with...running IS possible without a GPS strapped to your wrist - shocking! In fact, I knocked out 7.5 miles (.5 for extra credit), at a speed of about 0:12:30 a mile, so definitely turtle speed, but I ran the whole time, none the less. I'll chalk that up to a win for today. 4 weeks til 10 mile race day!
4 Easy Miles and a Pot of Chili
This morning I was planning to get out for a 7 miler.... but (excuses, excuses) my Garmin wasn't charging this morning, so instead I watched Valentine's Day on TBS. B was out golfing this morning, but when he came home he was able to easily fix my GPS. The day's not over yet, so I suppose I've got plenty of time to fit that run in after all.
In honor of the fall-like day yesterday, I made White Bean Chicken Chili for dinner. For dessert, I whipped up some Betty Crocker Hot Chocolate Brownies. I've been trying out a lot of Pinterest recipes lately, but it was a nice change of pace to make an old stand by (I got the Chili recipe from my mom), and make some quick-and-easy, but tasty mix brownies without a lot of fuss versus trying something brand new.
MMMMM!
Here's the White Bean Chicken Chili recipe - you won't be disappointed! (Goes very nicely with a beer and hot chocolate brownies and natural vanilla ice cream for dessert). Enjoy!
Monday, September 3, 2012
Mish Mash - Running, Labor Day, and the First Annual Cat Vid Fest
It's hard to believe that in high school I could run a 5K in under 25 min, and that's pretty slow for a high school cross country runner. Today, it nearly kills me to run a single mile in under 10 min, and I'm happy to complete a 5K in 35 min (about 11:15 pace). Nevertheless, proud to say that I'm still running, after all these years.
Anyway, it's been a lazy weekend at Casa de Brian y Molly this weekend, with very little laboring this Labor Day weekend. Brian did assemble a table we purchased at Ikea...and, I'm about to put that table to good use with a little work prep for the week. So, scratch that labor-free comment after all...
I'll leave you with these images (found via Google Images) of the first EVER "CatVidFest" hosted at the Walker last Thursday (you can read about it here). I was one of the 10,000 attendees at this spectacular 1-hour long viewing party where we watched-you guessed it-cat videos! I also was lucky to sit next to Maestro (cat pictured below) and his owner during the viewing. Such a fun event and ohhh, how I embrace my cat craziness!
(images sourced from Google Images via search on "Cat Vid Fest")
Sunday, July 29, 2012
It's been a year...a lot has happened.
I have a "new-old" job. No more advertising agency. I'm back to my 'roots' in consulting working for a former company that now has a Minneapolis location. I have an office to go to again, no more working primarily from home.
I'm still getting used to "getting ready" for work every day. I do miss the yoga-pants work wardrobe.
I have a driving commute for the first time in 6 years. It's not too bad - 25 min each way approx, and I don't mind the drive. I prefer it to being sardined on the El.
I've taken up swimming (well...attempting to)...I'm currently taking lessons and am getting better at Freestyle. It's all in prep for a longer term goal of doing a triathlon some day (next year, it's on).
I own my own set of golf clubs now.
I got Brian a remote control inflatable shark for his birthday this year. I also got him a new pair of golf shoes that he picked out. I also made him delicious Guinness chocolate cupcakes with Bailey's butter cream via a recipe I found on Pinterest.
I am a Pinterest fan, and have gotten more ambitious in the kitchen, as a result.
I made macarons from scratch. Not a Pinterest find, but made during a French macaron class I took with my friend Jen while still living in Austin.
I painted a room, for the first time ever in my life. It was a lot harder than I expected. It turned out well though. Our bedroom is now 'dolphin fin grey' to match our fancy duvee cover, which is grey, cream and chartreuse.
I introduced Brian to Ikea.
I lost my uncle to Cancer.
I went to the dentist for the first time in 4 years (gross I know. But I really hate going to the dentist). I have one small cavity. I am now recommitted to flossing (as in, I've now flossed for 2 days in a row -- my appt was just a few days ago). And I have my next six month cleaning scheduled. I'm setting several goals based on this date, both related to my teeth and not at all related to my teeth.
I was in a wedding (the wedding of Barrie, one of my oldest and closest friends) in the Bahamas. I consumed several island cocktails during this wedding weekend.
I did not go home for Christmas.
I witnessed a fire in the building next to ours. It was, quite literally, too close to home for comfort. No one was injured.
I flew back and forth to Chicago at least 10 times, not to mention NYC, Boston, Detroit and Minne-pre-move (the other more oft' visited cities).
I turned 32.
And that's not nearly the half of it.
Thursday, July 14, 2011
Broken Record
I'm not doing a very good job at keeping up with this blog...but I want to do a better job, so does that mean I get an A for ambition? In any case, I'm droppin' my knowledge now, so that's got to count for something, right?
So anyway...as I mentioned last month, I am currently trying to lose weight (yeah yeah, it's the same old story, still trying to lose weight just like I was a year ago). But THIS time, I have a whole staff (ok fine. only 2 people.) of expensive health professionals to help keep me accountable.
Today, I met with the newest member of my health and wellness squad. I now have a dietician that I am seeing every other week to go with my personal trainer, who I am now seeing twice a week. I feel like quite the rich bitch with my fancy-schmancy gym, personal trainer, and dietician. If they can't help keep me accountable, then maybe my diminishing checking account that's funding my fitness entourage will do the trick.
Even though both of my trainer (Greg) and my dietician (Laura) have succeeded in making me cry (the scale's a bitch after all, and oh! the aches and pains of squats!), I absolutely adore them both. When I met with Laura this evening, I took a body composition test that confirmed I have some lbs to shed (uh....duh), but I have a lot more muscle mass than I realized (I'm above average! I'm strong!) It was actually kind of empowering to confirm what I really am a relatively healthy person hiding underneath a layer of pudge. And it gave me hope that maybe, despite the extra weight I’ve been carrying around for the past 7 years, I really can get back to my former pre-2005 average-weighted self. Today at Laura's urging, I am completely abandoning the scale, and until I meet my weight goal, she will be the only one who knows my weight. I am also focusing on the ‘small wins’ and realistic, attainable goals. My first tasks? Cut out 1 diet-soda a day (since artificial sweeteners can apparently induce cravings), double my current level of water intake, and keep a food diary of what I eat (but no calorie counting – just the food tracking). Sounds easy enough – I can do this!
Tomorrow morning bright and early I have a training session. Right now, these workouts scare the shit out of me. Because I’ve been a runner (albeit slow) on and off for years, I am in really great cardio condition. But, I suck when it comes to muscle conditioning. In my last session, the weight lifting shot my heart rate up so fast, that I got dizzy and my trainer had to get me apple juice while I sat with my head between my knees. How. Utterly. Embarrassing. My trainer was very reassuring, and promised me that if I keep up with my workouts, I will overcome. So, I’m choosing to rise above my embarrassment and persevere. Hopefully by the end of the year, I’ll be 80% of the woman I used to be! As they say, Time (...and my check book) Will Tell.