Seriously, Clark?

September 27, 2012

Like for real? No. Seriously. No. Just…no.

[whiny rich girl problem rant to commence]

I don’t get it. I honestly don’t understand. Why the fuck is my running still so bad and only getting worse? Seriously. (Okay, I”m done with the “seriously”s now.) At the very least I would think I would be just maintaining speed, but so help me god I’m getting slower.

I finally went running with Preacher’s Wife yesterday. And it was quite fun – she’s super nice and we chitchatted away. We even have a standing date for Wednesday afternoons to run together, at least until it gets New-England-in-winter cold. But the run did have one major downside to it: wicked lightheadedness at about the 2.75 mile mark. As in I’m running along (at about a 10:15ish mile I think) and all of a sudden things are just weird, like I had just stood up too quickly and the world swims in front of your eyes. Ugh and ugh. And so we walked the rest of the way home. Which, by the way, is just a lot sloooower than running and I tend to get impatient.

Wtf. Seriously. (Okay, I guess I wasn’t done with the seriouslys.) Oh, and to throw another potato into the pot, I’m tired. Like stupid tired. Like an “I’ve been awake for an hour or two in the middle of the night for the past three nights and I’m about to die of tiredness” kind of tired.*

I’m this close to being done. Just flat out done. Throw in the towel, tap out, insert other cliched sports term here done. Eff that shit. I’ve got better things to do with 5ish hours a week than to keep slamming into the same proverbial brick wall over and over.

That’s it. Rant over. I’m outy. (Picture me saying that while doing some weird inner city pound-my-chest-with-my-fist and walking away with a swagger kind of thing.)

*And if one mother of a baby cuts in and says “you don’t know tired until you’ve had a baby and need to get up at all hours to feed it and blah blah blah” I’m going to kick the crap out of her. Mothers of babies don’t have a monopoly on being tired. And plus: you chose that shit, lady. I’m sure I don’t know how tired you are, but shut the eff up and don’t play the “if you think you’re tired/stressed/whatever look at my life” game. It’s obnoxious. Let a girl have her rant. The polite response is “wow, that sounds terrible. I hope you catch up on your sleep soon.”

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Sleep Typing

September 26, 2012

Aaaand this is where people are going to stop reading my blog.

Well, maybe. But hopefully not.

I haven’t been posting for a while for a few reasons:

  • I haven’t been stoked about running, and therefore haven’t wanted to take the time to upload my stats and report on them
  • There’s so much going on in my head that I feel like I would need to write a novel of a post to get it all out <-Main reason
  • Lastly: after spending 9-10 hours a day in front of my computer, I have trouble sitting down to spend yet more time writing a blog post here.

And so.

I’m still here, still running and living and pushing, but I just haven’t been compelled to write about it. But I’m going to try to get back into it, because I really do enjoy the writing, once I sit down to it.

But that all starts tomorrow. Because right now I’m super tired. I went to bed on time (10:15ish), but woke up in the witching hour and could not fall back to sleep. I got up around 3 and puttsed on the computer for a bit, laid back down, and tried to sleep. Around 4, when I still wasn’t asleep, I took an allergy pill. You know – the non-drowsy kind that knocks you out. And it knocked me out. I’m still out. In fact, I’m not sure I’m not sleep-typing this entire post.

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Tracky Tuesday

September 18, 2012

Word to your mother.

Yup, that was me channeling my inner white rapper ca. 1990. Bonus points for anyone…oh hell, it’s from Ice, Ice, Baby by Vanilla Ice.

Workout: 2×1600, 1×800 RI: 400 GP: 9:14/1600 (approx 2:18 for a 400) <–Lots of numbers for early in the morning.

Results:

I was (obviously) a second or two late for each lap, but I’m not going to worry about a second or two. One good thing about the workout was that I was breathing “politely” the entire time. Polite breathing is my term for I-wouldn’t-be-embarrassed-to-be-seen-breathing-like-this breathing. You know – breathing hard, but not that ragged oh-my-god-my-head-is-going-to-explode kind of breathing. Yeah, cause that kind of breathing is embarrassing, especially when you’re not running a 5 minute mile. Which I most certainly was not. At all.

Moving on.

If you remember from yesterday I had set up a cleaning schedule for myself. Today, being Tuesday, was dusting day. And let me tell you, I dusted my ass off. I love me some Swiffer dusting thingy-ma-hoobers where you don’t actually have to touch the dust, you just get to whisk thing over your furniture pretending you are a fastidious house maid from 1879 with a feather duster. Or a fastidious house maid from 1915 living in Downton Abbey. (I’ll now stop with the Downton Abbey references. I promise. Except I can’t be held responsible if a stray Maggie Smith line pops out somewhere along the line.)

I do feel kind of badly because those Swiffer duster thingys aren’t very environmentally friendly. But don’t fear, dear readers, I have found a solution! Enter:

I found this tutorial from Sew Much Ado, and I’m gonna make one! I’m so very excited, and I even have some cute flannel to make one with. You can rest assured that I will post the outcome of my attempt. Hopefully it will be bright and cheery like this one, although I can promise you it won’t be photographed nearly as nicely. And mine certainly won’t get over 11,000 pins on Pinterest.

So stay tuned for the results!

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Week 38 Goals

September 17, 2012

Aaaaand it’s Monday again.

(I seriously considered just ending the post right there, but though I should soldier on for at least a few hundred more words.)

I just haven’t been in the mood to write recently. I’ve been feeling not too snarky or funny, and I kinda hate writing when I don’t have anything fun, funny, or snarky to say. Why? Because half of the fun I have writing the posts is because I make myself laugh. I know, it’s kinda lame, but hey, I think I’m funny, even if ya’ll don’t!

But, I’m gonna give it a whirl, so please be gentle and don’t judge me too harshly if I get a bit maudlin around here. (Umm…maudlin? Where did I pull that word from, a 7th grade vocab list?)

As per usual: GFTW

Health:
~3 runs, 2 bikes~
~Foam roll 6 days, hip exercises 3 days~
~2 Fruits or veggies every day~
Career:
~2 PPD blog posts~
~Social media – work it, girl!~
~Outline a morning schedule~
Personal
~Clean my house~
~Breathe~

Oh, and since I need more things to take up my time and mental energy, I’ve decided that I’m going to attempt 3 things:

  • Clean my house*. Like really well (is it hard to re-caulk a tub? clean the grout on a tiled bathroom floor?). And keep it clean by having a weekly cleaning schedule:
    • Monday: vacuum
    • Tuesday: dust
    • Wednesday: clean bathroom
    • Thursday: mop kitchen and bathroom floors
    • Friday: uuhhh, haven’t figured this one out yet
  • “Redecorate” my house. I’ve been reading a lot of home dec/diy blogs recently, and I though hey, since I’m moving out in a year and a half, maybe now is the time to start decorating the house so I like it! Werd.
  • One word: eHarmony. <–Oh, you know I’ll keep you guys informed on how this goes. Because there’s absolutely no fodder for snark when it comes to online dating. Nope. Not a bit. At all. Ever.
And lastly – g0 check out Kim’s blog at Redefining Kim. I did a guest post for her!!

* Unless, of course, someone wants to volunteer to set me up in a country home in 1910′s England so I can have an entire staff of servants to clean for me, a la Downton Abbey. No takers? Yea, I thought as much.

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Runner’s Butt Fairy

September 13, 2012

Jumping right into the deep end:

Workout: 5×800 (RI: 400) GP: 4:29

Results: Done and done, courtesy of my free membership to the gym of “There’s a Treadmill in Mom and Dad’s Garage”. It’s great. There’s no pool, but there’s never a wait for the cardio machine.

Workout: 10 minutes easy, [1 minute hard, 4 minutes easy] 6 times. <–Done on my trainer with my race bike. I thought about doing it on my new pink cruiser, but at the last minute decided against it.

Results: Again, done and done! Trainer workouts are a lot less sweaty with you have a ginormous pedestal fan blowing on you!

Moving on.

Not my ass, but I definitely wish it was!

Because my Reach the Beach teammates so very awesome, they have lined up a ridiculous amount of sponsors for us. I can’t wait to try out all my free swag! The first thing I’ve tried is a pair of Aspaeris pivot shorts. When I opened the packed I was all “oh shit, there’s no way those are going to fit me!”. The things looks tiny. But, lo and behold, I was definitely able to put them on. It did take a bit of tugging and pulling, but certainly no more than putting on compression socks. They were a good bit longer than the booty shorts I wear a lot in the summer, but fortunately they weren’t so long that I got flash backs to gymnastics practice in the 90′s when we wore our “biker shorts” to our knees.

They were super comfy for my treadmill workout – I could definitely feel the compression in the thighs, which I would assume would be nice at the end of a long run. My one an only suggestion for the company would be maybe make the shorts a bit higher at the back of the waist. I felt like it dipped a bit low for my taste. Of course, it may have been that I grew a tremendously awesome runner’s butt over night, but alas, I don’t think that was it. The Runner’s-Butt Fairy takes alternate Tuesdays off so the chances were quite slim that she made it to my room.

So anywho.  Two thumbs up!

 

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