Monthly Archives: June 2012

56 Miles

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10 miles. in the hot hot sun. no technology. just me, myself, my lululemon flash colored cool racer back, a skirt and some elixirs. 
 
so serious. so contemplative. I’m probably thinking about that beautiful sidewalk chalk art behind me. lovely interpretation of a flower.


 
and lots of sweat.  90+ degrees and humid.  one intelligent thing I could have done was bring water with me. I didn’t. I was quite honestly so excited to run in the heat, and I am superwoman, so it should have been completely within my means to run waterless, but I couldnt hang.  I ran by my house at mile 7 and grabbed a water bottle. otherwise I would have been a puddle on the side of the road. I was a pacing dummy again. take it slow Katie, nice and easy today. hang in the 8’s.  Ok. I obviously can’t do that. I felt like i was, but pace ended up in the 7:40 range.
 
50 miles for the week



I am very happy to be able to run 50 miles in a week and feel great. nothing is hurting and I feel like I have done a good job easily building these miles up so that now that’s it’s go time to start putting this running to work, I’m feeling good. and strong. I take every first stride of every run with caution, almost expecting the worst to happen. for that run to be the one that puts me over. no more. I’m going to start expecting the best of every run. I’m going to bring a humble confidence into every run. I’m going to let every run unfold as it may. My heat loving attitude of today’s run was smashed by mile 3, when from then on I wanted to walk about 37 times. I quickly changed my mindset and realized this run was going to be a mental run. I could not, would not stop to walk.  Somewhere in the past two marathons, it became acceptable for me to take a short walk break, I’m talking 10 seconds, if it got hard. that infuriates me, to a point. that’s not me. I ran the Harrisburg marathon in November with more pain than I’ve ever run with – I DID NOT STOP ONCE. I was stronger. mentally. I need to get that back. mental strength gives you physical strength.  and there will be plenty of practice for mental strength this summer. it’s hot out there. and there are days when I just won’t want to be doing a 14 mile marathon pace run in the middle of an 18 miler. but it will happen. I will do it. and I’m looking forward to it.
 
I normally get out ASAP on Saturday mornings to run.  enter running hubs. he called dibs on the 3am – 12pm time slot today.  The nerve.  a little greedy if you ask me. 9 hours. He’s doing this little race called the Leadville 100 mile ultra trail run in approximately too soon to even comprehend. he had to get in a 45 to 50 mile run. in one shot. I struggle to do 50 miles in a week and am oh so concerned with over doing it. he pops out and does 46 in a single shot. no big deal. just another Saturday. so I had to take the high noon hot as heck hour of the day. it was actually more like high 2 o’clock by the time he got his 3 hot dogs, with the works, and pulled himself together. I felt bad for about 1/2 a second for leaving him with the kids, but it’s what we do. we are a running family. we run. we run hard and then we run harder keeping up with the kids.  he did 46, I did 10. fifty six total miles between the two of us. I contribute a little. I think my ten in the brutal conditions must be more like 57 or so in ideal conditions – doesn’t that sound about right?  I’m sure there is some mathematical equation to back me up. in that case, I actually worked harder than him.  not true. he definitely worked harder.
 
This little bundle didn’t get the memo that we were having a brutal little heat wave here in sunny CT.
 
 
 
 
sure, grab the wool sweater. you never know when a cold front will come through. he also didn’t get the memo that purple isn’t really his color. he can pull off a pink gingham like no other though. 
 
I guess if you run 46 miles, you can eat, a lot. you can eat, whatever the heck you want. and all hubs wanted was salty, sinful, saucy food. who am I to disagree about another night off from cooking. lips are sealed. so we had a little eastern inspired smorgasbord. little Chinese. little Thai. little seafood.  lotta indigestion. 
 
 
 
 
I can have about 3 bites of this kind of food and then I want to puke. it just doesn’t sit well. ever. good thing I picked up these beauties to wash it down. 
 
 
 
I blame it on my mom. she was texting me about this mud pie she made. ice cream. chocolate fudge. pie. what was I supposed to do. but get his and hers ice cream. we don’t share this with the kids. I hide it. I often have to hide a treat I am eating or very hurriedly stash it away if I hear those little footsteps coming, lest they snatch it from my hands in a screaming fit.  not pleasant for anyone involved.  I don’t give up chocolate easily.  It’s a rare rare occasion that ice cream is in the house – like 2x a year rare, but I was provoked. and the ice cream is actually still in the freezer. that greasy food did me in. for another night. or morning. whatever strikes my fancy. 
 
I pulled this book back out. 
 
 
 
 
I’m going to use this book’s plan as a training guide, as well as the assistance of my “coach”, who is a friend who happens to be REALLY fast and has offered to guide me as well. He ran a 2:40 marathon. He also ran a 3:17 marathon. When he was 11. normal. Between Pfitzinger and fast coach friend, I think I’ll be in good shape. I over analyze. over think things. to my detriment most of the time. I’m going to balance out what I read in this book with what I feel is appropriate for my running body.  that’s the plan. as of this moment in time. I’ve only briefly read through parts of this book. I want to get through the whole thing. but, I wanted to share something with you from the book that stuck out in terms of marathon training and performance…
 
“we designed the schedules to provide the optimal stimuli…that most determine marathoning success — endurance, lactate threshold and VO2max, in that order of importance. In the long run, so to speak, it’s the long runs and tempo runs that have the most relevance to your performance on marathon day, not how often you’ve churned out a set of half mile repeats

I get caught up in the half mile repeats and such. even mile repeats or 400’s. doesn’t take much speed to get me all amped up let’s run super fast all the time. Reading that made me feel good about my upcoming training because I was looking forward to and planning on more tempo work sprinkled in the long runs. 
 
What do you think about that little snippet in terms of marathon training?  For those marathoners out there who do speed work, do you put more training weight on speed work or long/tempo runs?  

For your reading pleasure, an OLD POST. Its hot out there.  read on. 

time for nighty night
10 early miles to start off a new week

Who’s running long this weekend?  Running short?  Racing in the heat?  do share
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Friday Family Fun and Body Types

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I did it. I got in my extra little run last night for a total of 12.2 yesterday. 40 + a tad, miles for the week.  one day to go.
Today – scheduled rest day. while I FULLY respect and understand the importance of rest days, I knew today was not a good day to take a complete rest day. I just knew I needed a little sweat. a little hard work. a little heart rate soaring action. I would consider it more of an active rest/strength training/keep the peace kind of workout
 
25 min strength circuit/15 minute stair master.  during nap and girls at gymnastics camp for 3 hours time. wonderful time of day. 

I usually have to make my strength workout interesting to make it effective, to make it last more than 5 minutes and to keep it exciting. I did one circuit, then hopped on the stairmaster for a high intensity cardio blast. I did it three times and ended with strength. short and sweet and not running. I do consider cross training an appropriate rest day activity. My rest days are to give my running legs a break. and if I am motivated to do more than complete rest, than I take advantage of that. I had to make a deal with myself today. I desperately needed to get some cleaning done, but I also desperately wanted to hit the weights. This leaves me slightly incapable of concentrating on doing anything. I said Katie, clean for one hour solid and then you may work your little booty after. self, it’s a deal.  and everything got done. 
 
One thing that had to get done was this pile of laundry. 
 
frightening amount of laundry

Turns out if you leave it there long enough…it won’t go anywhere.  it will still be there. no one will take care of it. but me. some people say I workout too much. I say I fold too much. it’s excessive. and I think it’s unhealthy. I’m going to try to get the doc to right me a prescription for a housekeeper.  or just a laundry do-er.  I’m sure there are people out there who enjoy it. 
 
We also had to venture to target. oh lovely target. this is why I need my active rest day.  because of target trips.  with three monkeys in tow.  I had a long list of not exciting things to get. and we had to abandon ship shortly after we arrived. because some one was having a rough morning. no, not the two year old cranker, not even the four year old know it all. why yes, it was my passionately emotional 5 year old that couldn’t get her act together. we had to exit before started throwing a tantrum at her. somehow I managed to get a couple things for myself before the meltdown happened. here’s one I wore for the workout. 
 
 
Camouflage sports bra. it’s amazing. It totally hides my voluptuous chesticles. you can barely see them overflowing. they almost look non existent.  wow. 
 
score for mommy. not so much for the kidlings. or the list of things I needed. I tired to salvage the lovely summer Friday morning and suggested we harrass the library. because its a very smart thing to take three cranky kids into a very quiet establishment. taking chances everyday.  we survived and got a huge stack of books. I even let them get a couple movies. they’ve never seen lady and the tramp or lion king. I put one on in the car for them on the way home. they liked. 
 
Luke is about to jailbreak and Anna got hungry for some paper. all in all, a successful trip. aside from the target tantrum.
 
We took a family trip back to target this evening and made a night out if it. we hit up Red Robin for dinner.  Endless baskets of steak fries, does it get better?  love that place. great to bring kids to for a family fun night. I think Luke was an infant the last time we came here. that also may have been the last time we went out to dinner as a family. Luke doesn’t like to sit still. and I dont think tranquilizers are an appropriate remedy for that. 
 
 
 
I got this Avo-Cobb-O salad. so so clever. 
 
 
 avocados and olives, can’t get enough of these healthy fats. except that Luke devoured my olives and the girls polished off the avocados. I took off most of the bacon and cheese. boring. good in theory.  thank God for the steak fries. This is how often we go out to eat: we got up to leave and Alexandra looks at me panicked and said don’t we have to take care of this mess?!? Who is going to pick up??? Oh my child. we need to get you out more. 
 
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I’m a big Jackie Warner fan. I read her book, This is why you’re fat…, and loved it and even did a little giveaway with it. I just got her new book, 10 pounds in 10 days, and I’m learning some interesting things. I get her books, not for the weight loss, but for her knowledge of the human body and nutrition and how simply she puts it. very basic, easy to understand.  I also love her workouts. I have one of her DVDs, and while it’s not the speed of Jillian, I want to make you gurgle your heart in your throat kind of talk, her workouts are very effective.  I found this one particular page interesting and wanted to share it with you. 
 
 
There are essentially three different body types:
Ectomorph
Endomorph
Mesomorph 

Ectomorphs tend to be scrawny and have a harder time putting on muscle. a slight build, smaller bone structure. 
Endomorphs gain fat easily, have a hard time losing fat and are a little softer
Mesomorphs are athletic build, large bone structure.  They have an easier time gaining and losing weight. 
 
She is saying we are all born with a genetic makeup that puts us in one of these categories, more or less. and that instead of trying to be one of these things that we may not be, it’s better to put the effort into being the best body type that you are. you can’t change bone structure but you can change muscle and you can help do that by what you eat. To further that, be the best you that you can be. in everything. I try to be the best mom that I can be. but I can easily look at other moms and think I should be like that or I should do that kind of activity with my kids or I should be more organized. absolutley. be inspired by other people. be better. but be better at being you and what you are good at, not what someone else is good at. know your strengths. know your weaknesses. work on your weaknesses and embrace your strengths and be you.

Have you heard about these body types before?

What body type do you think you are?  

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I’m pretty sure I’m officially starting my marathon training this coming week. oh boy. Entering a new phase. I’m very excited to be training for something. we’ll talk more about this next week. I haven’t a clue as to what my plan is. yet. NYC Marathon, here I come. let’s get speedy. and strong. and relaxed as a runner. stress free training will commence this weekend.

 
 

Let Me Shed Some Light – question and answer

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5 mile planned, turned 6.55 mile outdoor run.  hoping for a few more this evening.  fingers crossed.
 
what a beauty.  greasy haired, mascara smudged beauty.  some days I just take a ridiculous amount of pictures of myself. and make you look at them. my apologies. 
Lululemon cool racer back top. lululemon black speed skirt. Mizuno wave elixir sneaks
 
the treadmill run of yesterday left me pretty scarred. just couldn’t do it again today. I just don’t like that thing. but the hubs had a long bike ride plan for the early am, so I was leaving my run to chance. hoping by some miracle that it would fit in before 7pm tonight. because I just don’t like to run at night either.  I’m pooped by then. so high maintenance.  turns out good things happen to tired moms. I got up with little dumpling at 5. did the usual play outside routine. thank God for perfect weather. Hubs hit up the gym and I ran when he got home. and all was right with the world.  I didn’t even wear my watch. I wanted to do an easy 8ish mile pace. It ended up being more like a 7:35-40ish mile pace according to my clock checking. This is my garmin catch 22. I kind of need it to force myself to do the slower runs. but when I see the slower pace that I set out to do, it starts getting me anxious to run faster. my enjoyable easy run is no longer as enjoyable. for now, I run by feel – comfortable/easy and try to learn my pace. I felt like I was running 8ish. I need some fine tuning. better luck next time. 
 
We ran some errands early. I needed wipes and half and half. and this is what I walked out of the store with. 
 
 
no wipes. how does that happen. blah. as long as the luker doesn’t do a pooper in the next few hours, there’s no real emergency.  I also needed flatout wraps but didn’t know it. I thought I had another package in the fridge. It was a sad moment at lunch when I had to prepare it on regular bread. world class problems happening over here. 
 
 
just not the same.  Live and learn. Always keep three extra flatout packages at all times. this can never happen again. I made flatout pizzas on the grill awhile ago for the kids. loved them. so versatile.
 
We got home and did some educating.  
 
 
My Alexandra girl hates it. I have to set the timer for 10 minute increments and then she needs a break. and lots of different kinds of activities.  all she can think about are lemonade stands and horses.  she’s a mind wanderer.  Anna, on the other hand, asks me if she has to stop at ten minutes or if she can please keep doing more work. show off.  so different. Luke is a lost cause right now. I’ll figure something out for him at some point. 
 
I’ve gotten a bunch of emails with questions from you cool cats out there. and because there were mulitples of similar questions and because I’m having an issue sitting down and responding to each email individually (I can’t imagine where big girl gets her inability to sit still from), I’m going to devote the rest of this post to answering your questions. let’s go. 
 
1.  What do compression socks do for you and what kind do you wear?  

Please remember, I generally do not know what I am talking about. I pretend though.  and I do read enough to get an idea of why I do certain things like wear compression socks, but this is not based on much of anything else other than it works for me.  to answer the question – I had shin splints in the early spring. they helped a great deal with them, along with rolling, to make them feel better and support the muscles that might have been causing the shin splints. I also took a lot of time off running. I also wear them because as I have mentioned, the vascularity in my legs can be slightly painful and somewhat vomit inducing. If you ask me. I am my worst critic.  my husband would say otherwise, but he has to be nice to me.  and tell me I’m beautiful 5,287 times a day.  Kind of like emily with her suitors on the bachelorette. The compression socks help support the blood flow in my lower legs.  I also have compression shorts – that I intended to wear for recovery after my marathons. again, helping to support muscles and blood flow for quicker, less painful recovery from strenuous things.
 
I love these Pro Compression socks. They fit amazingly and do not make your legs feel like they are going to fall off. 
 
 
They come in a varity of colors and I just got an email that says you can get 40% OFF their orange marathon sock!  use coupon code SOM612 at checkout.  which brings it to like $30 for a pair.  and free shipping.  great deal. if orange is your thing, go stock up asap.  expires july 10th and inventory is limited, so get on it! The only downside for me is that it is a sock, and not a sleeve. when I run, I like to wear my own socks. I have worn them for running, and they are great.  super fabulous for after a run.  I was told they are coming out or have possibly already made a calf sleeve. for high maintenance peeps like yours truly. the compression sleeve I LOVE are the CEP brand.  perfect.  
 
 
worn in style at this race. I’ve also been known to sleep in them. because I’m sexy like that. compression sleeves. You’ll be seeing them in your next Victoria’s secret catalogue. my hubs is a lucky guy. 
 
2.  When you started running, how fast were you and how do you go about increasing your speed?

I did a post awhile back about HOW TO GET FASTER.  again, based on nothing but personal experience. which, isn’t actually true, because I had never technically done speed work or anything to get faster. so really just suggestions on what I theorized would work to help get the speed ball rolling. 
 
I don’t know how fast I was when I started running. I didn’t wear a watch of any sort and I didn’t ever think about time. I ran my first marathon without a clue about pacing and didn’t pay attention to pacing in training. I took so many breaks from running between having kids.  I didn’t really get into running on any consistent basis until after I had my son in 2010. For reference – I ran my first race in fall of 2008 – 3:37 marathon, about 8:17 pace.  I pushed it really hard in that race and I hurt more than I have ever hurt after. I also had IT band issues in that one.  I ran this past fall marathon in 3:11 with the worst ITband pain I’d ever had, leg buckling debilitating, leading me to believe I was strong enough and in shape enough to run closer to sub 3:05-3:10 had I zero knee pain.  I’ll find out this fall. I work hard when I’m training for something. Speed and strength comes from a huge variety of different workouts and mental gusto – slow runs are just as important as fast runs – also depending on what kind of speed you are training for. short distance speed or long distance speed and endurance. the mental game is equally if not more important in your ability to run fast. and strong. believe. and try. and keep trying. and keep working. and keep consistent. 
 
3.  You mentioned that you have hashimotos hypothyroid – I’ve read that gluten should be eliminated, do you have any experience or suggestions with diet/food intake?

I talked a little bit about this in THIS POST – part of a marathon recap. Hashimotos is a super annoying, very inconvenient, autoimmune hypothyroid (under active) condition. mine is regulated with synthroid, but always changing and completely unpredictable.  My body does not like my thyroid gland and does not think it is necessary. but it is very necessary and effects a lot of very necessary functions, one being metabolism and many other hormonal feedback systems. I have read a lot about it and am always left confused and wondering what the next thing is that I should add or eliminate from my diet. I have also read about the gluten connection with autoimmune thyroid problems, but do not know enough about it to make any diet changes. I do not experience any gluten issues, and have not even explored that. yet. I have also read that going gluten free when there is no intolerance to it can be equally harmful. Like anything, I think balance is key. I think our society is pretty easily influenced and when something is said to be “good” for you, we go crazy overloading on that good thing.  then it all of a sudden becomes bad because we’ve “overdosed” on it. Then if something is said to possibly be bad for some people with an allergy, like gluten, we go overboard and eliminate it – which could also be harmful. there are people that can not tolerate it. but it’s not the entire population. everything in moderation for me. all about my comfort with certain things.  and balance.
 
I am NOT a dietician, nutritionist, or anything remotely associated with knowing anything about nutrition for the general public. I know what works for me. doing my best to eat minimally processed, no white sugar, whole foods, cleaner eating always leaves me feeling best. and I know I feel better and my body can function better when I’m putting food into it that it knows what to do with it.  I know I don’t handle dairy very well. I also stay away from soy products, simply because I have read about soy and effects on thyroid.  probably from dr. google or some totally reliable source like that. enough proof for me. THAT’S JUST ME. I have been told by doctors and read in Jackie Warner’s book that tap water can interfere with thyroid function because of certain minerals in it and the fluoride they oput in it. so it is best to drink filtered water. 
 
4.  I can’t seem to get past running 3 or so miles. I just want to stop after that. How do you learn to run longer?

Even after all of the long runs and countless miles I’ve put in over the past couple years, there are runs where the first 3 miles are just torturous. depending on the day, I just don’t want to go further. then, I get passed 3, and I could go for a long time. It takes your body a good couple miles to warmup. and if you are just not having an on day, it can be hard to ever get passed that first chunk of warmup miles. here are some tricks I’ve thought of, that can be useful for any distance:
 
Tell yourself to just go to the next street light, mailbox or landmark. When you get there, do it again. and keep doing it. It takes your mind off the running and gives you something to run to, rather than a mile mark in your mind. 

Think in terms of time instead of miles. Instead of saying I’m going to run 5 miles, say I’m going to run for 30 minutes. Then 35 minutes the next time. then 40 minutes. pretty soon, you will be running further and further and thinking about time, not miles

Don’t put pressure on yourself to run farther at every run. Plan out your runs. have a shorter run, a comfortable run and a longer than you are used to run. one that is harder to achieve. this way, you won’t come home from every run feeling like you’ve failed because you couldn’t get over the hump of 3 miles, or whatever distance you are stuck on.

Give the run a purpose. a run will fly by if you do a progression run, a tempo run, a fartlek or speedplay.  You won’t be thinking about distance, but about shorter time intervals and paces. 

Take a walk break of a set time while you are in the process of trying to make your runs longer and build endurance 

Music. I don’t run with music, but some people swear by it to get through a run. 

Run with a buddy, a spouse, a pet. some good company can keep a run from nosediving before its over. or start by yourself and have someone meet up with you when you know it’s going to get hard

Make sure you are fueled properly. if you haven’t eaten anything in 6 hours and you want to go out and do any run – its probably going to be very tough – physically and mentally. 

Likewise – hydrate!! make sure you have been drinking water. I am the queen of hydrating. I always have a full bottle of something with me to sip on or guzzle down. depending on my mood. 

Be nice to yourself. positive can do affirmations go a long way

There were more questions, and I obviously have a lot more of know it all, when I don’t really know it all answers. however, as does usually happen with these little blog posts of mine – this is becoming a marathon distance post and I must end it before I really start talking out of my bum. and before I start getting lactic acid buildup and need to start fueling.  we’ll finish it up in another post. so exciting.
 
Feel free to add anything to my answers in the comments!
 
Don’t forget to get your COMPRESSION SOCKS, use code SOM612 at checkout for the best deal ever on some super cool orange marathon socks.


 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Wednesday Fun Facts

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5 mile run. 15 min stair master. 10 min weight. bases covered.
 
I ran on the treadmill. and lived to tell about it. I had to go on a reconnaissance mission to find the treadmill. I knew I left it in the basement, but lost track of it. easy to do when it serves as a junk holder.
 
come out come out wherever you are, you rickety old treadmill.

I have to strategically place it so that when my head is bobbing up and down it doesn’t hit the drop cielings that aren’t there or get tangled in electrical wire. what I get for being a supermodel tall.
 
In theory, I was going to bust out my 10 mile run on this beast. Bachelorette Emily got me through the first 5 miles, then I just couldn’t hang anymore. the iPad couldn’t decide which way it wanted to be oriented and kept turning the screen horizontal and vertical. Emily kept kissing everyone and i just couldnt take it anymore. she also kept buffering instead of playing straight through. enough. ended at 5, hopped on stairmaster. for a hot second I started getting down on myself for not pushing through, being mentally tough or digging deep to crank out those last five miles. I let that hot second pass and remembered what I’ve learned about training. and about training right. and about how I work. I’m not technically training yet for my fall marathon. therefore, there is no need to wipe myself out, burn myself out or stress myself out about miles. I do my best. my best is always enough and it’s always what it needs to be at that moment. there will be plenty of time for digging deep, finding the fight, being mentally tough and cranking out countless miles on the treadmill. when it’s time to really train. right now, each day of running brings what it may, and the plan is that it generally brings feel good, stress free endorphins that give me some good base miles.
 
happy runner. 5 miles short.
 
I had no idea about training plans and training cycles before these spring marathons I ran. I ran my november marathon and was on fire to get prepped for an April marathon. I didn’t stop. I didn’t break. I thought if I am running and working out anyway, I might as well make it count and make it tough. all the time. not so. you make it count by taking a break. taking time off. taking it easy so that you can take it hard when it’s time to start the 12, 14, 18 week training. it gives the training a purpose and a beginning and an end. it also gives the break time purpose; a beginning and an end.
 
My break time is nearing its end. and I will be ready to train hard and dig deep because I have kept this time off very stress free and perfect. for me. no burn out this time. famous last words.
 
Let’s chat about some Fun Facts Wednesday.
First, I should note there is nothing necessarily fun about these facts. reader be warned. It just sounds better than facts Wednesday. on with it.
 
1. The only reason I had to dig out the treadmill was because I chose not to get up early and run outside. my bad. will I ever learn. I would have been just as tired at this moment if I got up 45 minutes earlier and got my run in as if I slept the extra 45. that is a fact.
 
2. This box came yesterday from vitacost.
 
 
and that is about how I felt by the end of today. slightly beat up. if you consider the end of the day 4pm. by 7:30, I was near comatose. I kindly said to my oldest that my day had expired about 2 hours ago, and it would be safer to deal with the father of the house. Luke was out to get me today. I think we had 6 outfit changes by 9am between all the kids. I’m going to start dressing them in plastic wrap. I’m full of practical solutions like that.
 
3. In that box, among other things, was this protein powder.
 
 
My favorite protein powder is this plant fusion, but it gets pricey. I like optimum nutrition products, so I do half a scoop of each. with unsweetened vanilla almond milk. it is mighty tasty. actually satisfies a sweet tooth. sometimes.
 
4. I will never turn down a trip to sweet frog froyo. #1 because very good friends of ours own it. friends in high places. #2 because it’s frozen yogurt. nuff said.
 
 
I rarely get my own when I take the kids because I do not have that many hands to handle that much yogurt and that many kids. instead I make Luke’s how I want it and steal from him. maybe that’s why he’s mean to me sometimes. he’s dealing it’s some pent up froyo aggression. Grammy joined us today. we love gammy. and an extra set of hands.
 
 
5. I am on my own personal running streak, day 8. this does not jive with my self made rule of not running more than 3 days in a row to prevent injury. my schedule just got a little wonky and before I knew it, I had more than 3 days of running under my belt. I will admit, my shins are feeling the tiniest bit of tightness, but nothing to worry about. I have also not stretched or rolled in at least 4 weeks. naughty runner. I’m over stretching. foam rolling, on the other hand is just a smart thing to do. I couldn’t do it for awhile because of my elbow/arm situation. but now I have no excuse. gotta get back on that roller.
 
6. My little entrepreneur had her first lemonade stand of the season.
 
her “stind”. In her world, she hears and “i” in “stand”. fine by me.
 
she has big plans. she’s already scoping out neighbors’ yards for the most prime lemonade selling location. she made $2. and gammy supplied the lemonade. no overhead. $2 profit. I didn’t charge rent. she and her bro and sis drank most of that half gallon of lemonade. yuck.
 
7. Situations like this do not phase me in the least.
 
 
pink bink. nakey boy. playing in the dirt. by the recycling bin. have at it my little friend. you’re only 2 once. and mama is too tired to fight the please don’t play in the dirt by the garbage fight. that’s what baths are for.
 
8. My lunch today.
 
flatout wrap. avocado, spicy brown, egg whites, tomatoes, pickles. more mustard. s&p. yum.
 
I don’t know why I love it so much. I think because it’s really just a vehicle to get an avocado into my belly. and flatout wraps are pretty amazing. and I’m easily impressed by many things. I’m totally one of those people that will eat something just because it’s healthy. like quinoa. I try my best to like it and find ways to make it that will make me eat it. I don’t like avocados unless they are wrapped up with lots of mustard and other things. or in guac. but I crave them. daily. and this little wrap tastes so delicious with my little avocado tucked nicely inside.
 
9. These ended up in my pantry.
 
 
and didn’t stay there for very long. might be my all time favorite. maybe because it brings me back to my childhood. a lovely chocolate treat.
 
10. I want my own chickens. we go through about half a dozen eggs daily.
 
 
I want to grow my own. eggs. but chickens probably wouldn’t survive luke. or me. so I will keep buying those little suckers. Anna wanted to know how the egg got like that, all put back together and perfect after the chicken was hatched. so innocent. I told her that was the chicken. she had no words.
 
11. I was going to stop at ten, but thought I could make this more obnoxiously long and wanted to share this with you – I was introduced to this non meat, meat and have been on a hunt for it at whole foods since. I finally found it. In the non meat, meat section – right by the tofurky and smart dogs. of course.
 
 
I like to try out non meat, meats, but only ones that are not soy based. I really liked these. I had tried this other non chicken, chicken one and it was so gross. it was made with mycoprotein or something. this has the protein derived from vital wheat gluten. no idea what that is.
 
 

Can anyone fill me in on vital wheat gluten? Stead clear or ok in moderation? I will of coursebe consulting the almighty google to see what juicy info I can come up with on this food substance called vital wheat gluten.
 
I’ll let you go now and move on with your night. after a few questions.

Do you have a favorite non meat, meat that is not soy based protein that you can share with me?

Charleston chew or gag on a spoon? It is a particular kind of candy.

Tell me a fun fact about your day. please.
 
 
 

Whirlwind, cont. and Mind Power

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Workouts
I do not know which way is up with my workouts. my ever steady workout schedule is not so steady this week. cross training days got confused with run days, and longer run days became shorter stroller run days. and it’s only tuesday. my normal schedule is run SU-M-W-TH-S, Tuesday cross train, Friday off, or just strength. 
Here’s what we have so far…
 
Sunday – 9 miles

 
Monday – 5 jogger miles, 30 stair master speed intervals (wanted 10 miles.  no go.  couldn’t bring myself to unearth the TREADMILL to finish the run)
 
Tuesday – 9 total, 3 jogger stroller miles + 6 speedy miles later. 
The jogger miles are usually in the 8-8:20 pace range because my little bundle likes to throw things overboard like shoes, snacks, his special lovey…so we spend a lot of time rescuing such things. By the end of my 3 jogger stroller miles today, I needed some speed. what better way for speed than a nice progression run. it’s a plan. The plan was to start off around 7:30 and finish the 5th mile around 6:25, feeling like this would be very challenging to do, then cool down with a mile. Here’s what happened per mile…
7:12

6:31

6:31

6:21

6:07

7:30

Yeah. that mile 2 threw me for a loop too. big pace jump.  I thought I failed at my progression run and was going to have to do a reverse progression run.  no such a thing.  completely illogical in training, I think.  no one ever says, wouldnt it be great to positive split in a race??? Lets do our best to run the second half slower! Yeah!!  Let’s train for that!  I think not. That mile 2 was supposed to be mile 4 time, if I even felt that good by mile four. I felt like I was even holding back just to make sure I didn’t push the pace too hard and screw up my progression.  Mile 2 beeped, I thought this sucks, I can’t hold this pace or even think about doing the next 3 miles FASTER.  blah. but then, why not?  Its funny how easy it is to give up, tell yourself you can’t do something, settle for lesser than what you set out to do, and not even try to push through. Reverse that can’t do attitude and grasp the power of positive thinking.  so I tried. I held onto 6:31 and then tried to pick up the pace. Mile 4 had two very small hills.  but a hill is a hill is a hill.  I dont really agree with that, but an incline is an incline and it can hurt a speedy pace.  if you let it.  again, I immediately thought this mile is doomed to the hills. reverse. I changed my mindset and thought, don’t break this pace, it’s one little hill and one more little hill. take it. run it. well, I ran it. and the watch beeped 6:21, and what do you know, I ran it harder than I thought I could.  just because I was telling myself that I CAN do it. that meant the next had to be faster than that. make it happen. It’s one more mile. this last mile had about 1/3 mile downhill, and that was helpful. then it flattened out. and I cruised. I was happy with the finish. I like to finish the last mile the strongest, whatever the pace may be. it just goes to show how much power your mind has over your body. you tell yourself you can’t, and you won’t.  without even a chance to try. You tell yourself you can, and you at least give it a good effort so that if you fall short, you have tried. and you feel good that you have tried. and that trying has made you stronger.
 
I wore my new Mizuno Wave Elixirs. love. love. love. 
 
Lululemon marathon skirt. all black. all amazing.
 
I will admit. I did not love them at first. and I put them away. I gave them another shot. they are now broken in and they are great. slightly lighter than the precision, but heavier and more supportive than the musha. 
 
My whirlwind weekend continued into a whirlwind week. the whirlwind kind that brought a very best friend down from VT to visit and have a slumber party with on Monday night.  A whirlwind that brought a kitchen turned upside down from doing a little “facelift” action, that will be turned upside down for a bit longer. 
 
 
The whirlwind week started when I thought of the brilliant idea to make a dentist appointment for my #2 little beauty at 8:30am on Monday morning. who does that?  I do.  Little darling had to get a cavity filled. the horror. major mom guilt. you know, that unnecessary guilt us moms take on for the most riduculous things that we usually have no control over, oh my gosh, anna had a hangnail last week, how could I possibly be so neglectful. the horror.  this, on top of my normal dentist anxiety.  I would rather have 10 babies with no medication than go to the dentist.  for myself or my kids.  say the word dentist and I begin hyperventilating.  how does a 4 year old get a cavity.  Probably that choking hazard gumball she ate or the twice weekly trips for froyo.  a hypothesis.  Dr. Dentist assured me it didnt look so much like a cavity as a tooth defect, or just a little piece of enamel chipped off.  Oh, Dr. Dentist, I’ve worked through my mom guilt over this one, if it looks like a cavity and acts like a cavity, let’s just call it what it is, a cavity, and get on with our lives.  
 
Anyway, I must have done something to piss someone off, because not only did it torrential downpour the second I had to walk out of the house with all three kids, but I couldn’t find anyone’s shoes, I had no booster seats for the girls and we couldn’t find big A’s umbrella. God forbid only 2 of the 3 kids have an umbrella.  I stress about being late for things. thank goodness I have a husband. a good husband. he chauffeured us to get the boosters and held onto Luke so that the dentists office was still in tact when we left.  
 
I think the dentist did something wrong, because she came out looking like this…
 
Malpractice??
 
now you see why I fear the dentist. it’s just not right. she used to be so cute. 
 
Today was a good whirlwind. hanging with the bf and her amazingly adorable, flipping intelligent little two year old. we had deep conversations about politics and religion.  then she sang the abc’s to me and recited the united states constitution.  she makes Luke look like a caveman. I like little cavemen. 
 
My very dearest friend has recently found the joy and love of running. this is exciting. is there anything better in life than a best friend that has seen the light of running?  pretty sure there is, but that is one thing that is definitely at the top of the good things in life list. right next to designer jeans that fit like a glove and children that know how to sleep past 5am. I know nothing about the latter.
 
She requested a killer backyard workout whilst (probably one of my all time favorite words) the kidlings nicely frolicked in the yard around us. I gave her a killer workout and sent her on a run. We geeked out for a bit with running talk and looked up training plans. She’s a trail runner, and has a trail half coming up. pretty soon I’ll have her talking tempos, progressions and fartleks. not fartleks. probably one of my least favorite words and running activities. they don’t need to exist.  darn good times. 
 
All of this whirwinding has left my house sorely neglected in the cleaning and laundry and housekeeping department. but that’s ok. I put Luke on mopping duty.  little baby cavemen are good at those activities.
 
 
the driveway was getting a little dirty. 
 
and that concludes the festivities of this whirlwind.   hubs and I are having a little movie night. 21 jump street. we like movie nights. hoping the whirlwind dies down by tomorrow. it’s hard to get ahead of yourself sometimes when the day starts at an obnoxiously early hour with a small child running circles around you. I wouldn’t have it any other way. we are thoroughly enjoying our morning runs in the jogger. tossing things overboard and all.   I’m going to work on the constitution with him tomorrow. 
 
word to the wise. don’t give up on your hard work when it looks like it might actually get hard. You never know what you are capable of until you try. Strength come from success and failure, but not so much from settling for less or quitting. just stating the obvious. one of my many talents. 
 
Who has seen 21 jump street?  

When was the last time you pushed yourself out of your comfort zone?  Running or not running. asks therapist Katie. 

What was the last movie you saw?  Like or dislike?
 
 
 

Whirlwind Weekend

Standard
Let’s just start where it makes the most sense. running. 
 
Workouts

Saturday – 11 miles. about 7:16 pace. this run started with no plan.  no plan for miles, other than at least 10, hopefully.  no plan for pace.  the only thing that was planned was my outfit.  the important stuff. 
 
 
Friendly reader reminded me I had a lululemon purchase to share with you. there she is. the newest addition to my running skirt family. the marathon skirt. 
Up close…

 
paired with the purple cool racer back tank. simply stunning. this is the same skirt I wore for my two marathons, but in the flash color….skirt held up great for those races, I didn’t fare so well. trying out the all black marathon skirt now. 

 
one more picture in case you missed the first one. your welcome. 
 
back to the run. the garmin didn’t pick up the signal right away, which solidified the no plan, just run plan for the day. It picked up the signal about half a mile in, so I paid attention. from that point, the run evolved into every different form of run known to man. I was being a bit indecisive. fast/slow, easy/hard, skip/crawl.  at one point I was going to just crank out 16 miles and then 2 minutes later I didn’t want to run past 7. then I find myself behind a tree using the “bathroom”.  fun.  so funny how your mind can mess with a run so much. this is one of the most important parts of marathon training, for me – figuring out how to trick your mind into not being miserable, getting overwhelmed or feeling scatterbrained when you are running. but some days are just those kind of days. I was pleasantly surprised with the pace. and the distance. 
 
45 miles total for the week. 

Sunday – 9 miles total. 4 with little man in the jogger, 1 with little girl in the jogger (who had to run half a mile herself)
 
she doesn’t look happy because she wanted to stop running, but I made her let me take a picture first. bad mommy. I also tried to make her push me in the jogger, but she wouldn’t do it. I don’t get it. 
 
 and 4 by myself. no watch, no pace. the garmin is sneaking back into my runs.  I’m really trying to keep our relationship distanced a bit, but man, he’s a charmer that garmin. progress has been made.  I used to not leave the house without it, now I have at least 2 runs a week garmin free. a good thing.  for me and my running. I will be starting a garmin anonymous group soon if anyone else is trying to quit it and would like to join. 
 
We kicked off our wild and crazy weekend with a lovely last minute date night out at our favorite little local establishment. being the classy lady that I am, I grabbed my snazzy forever 21 dance club inspired tank and tried my best to transform it into suburban housewife mother of three nice dinner and drinks night out shirt.
 
 
I think I pulled it off.  but I can’t be certain. I just wore it like I knew what I was doing. 
 
Laughs and good food followed.  we went to bed far too late and Luke got up far too early. I’m onto his 4:45 am games. we snuggled and cuddled and did what anyone would do at 5am. played outside. scratch that. It was pouring rain. panic set infor half a second because #1, I couldn’t quarantine Luke in the driveway and #2, I was slightly concerned at the fate of my morning run. I quickly began making mental plans to run on the treadmill. assuring my mind that we would make it through a 10+ mile treadmill run. thank the good Lord the sun came out. there is a time and place for treadmill running. it wasn’t this day. 
 
is it bad that I can barely remember what happened pre-noon time yesterday?  I need some ginkgo biloba. or a nap. that would be nice. but not really. naps stress me out a little. no naps. just keep moving.  I think it involved hanging out under our circus tent, but can’t be sure.  
 
 
skip the rest of the morning. moving onto afternoon. we celebrated the lives of my grandparents who turn 80 this year!! 
 
 
We made them share a celebration because it’s just too much work to get the whole fam together twice in one year. and then for holidays and what not.  I would probably throw a little hissy fit if someone made me share a birthday, but they’ve probably matured a little more than that in their 80 years. maybe I will by then as well.
 
 
 
 
 
 
thank god for that tent. It was blazing hot and my backyard is 100% sun. I would’ve probably throw a hissy fit about the heat too. I made a delicious little quinoa/wheat berry salad, that I will share the recipe for sometime in the future. 
 
 
however, if you ask my sister in law, she would say it tastes like something she foraged in the woods for. I said, thats perfect, because thats exactly the flavor I was going for. lies. but she’s pregnant and I love her and my unborn niece, so I have to be nice.  and she can’t be trusted anyway with food opinions. 
 
We partied into the night and got up today and did it again. My sister and sister in law are each giving me a nephew and a niece, respectively. so thoughtful of them. I’m excited for new babies. and I’m excited that I’m not the one having them. this shop is closed.  today, we showered little baby girl with lots of love and food. and gifts. pretty fun. 
 
party dress. 


Little sister. 

 
Party girls. mom and littler sister. 


auntie and baby girl. 

Good times. 
 
Busy weekend. gearing up for another summer week. fun.
 
Tell me about your running/racing weekend?

What do you consider a low mileage week, for yourself? A high mileage week for yourself?

Do you often go on a run with or without a plan?  Does it change mid run?


Random OLD POST for your viewing pleasure. not so old because this blog isn’t so old.  read it. 





Morning Swim

Standard
Workout 

4 mile ‘run’ 
And bath time tonight.  that was kind of a workout. 
And the two hours before that we’re pretty intense. kids were off the wall. 
let’s just say from 4:30am on made for a pretty un-restful, crazy day. workin’ it all day long. 

What else do you do when little insomniac is up at 4:30am and the rest of the house is doing what they should be doing at that hour.  run. buh bye rest day.  Its better not to commit to things like, tomorrow will be a rest day, because life is wildly unpredictable with kids and you just never know when 4 extra miles might sneak in.  really, not so much a crazy run.  more like kill some time and get out of the house to let my sleeping beauties sleep run
 
I stuck my handsome devil in the stroller and took him on a run date.  happy to be alive, not so happy to be stuck in the stroller.
 
 
he insisted on wearing the hat. too cool for school, that boy. 
 
we ran.  and he hates the jogger.  so I had to keep it wildly interesting by excitingly shouting things at him like, DID YOU SEE THAT SPARROW FLY INTO THAT TREE?!?!  and, HOLY MOLY LOOK HOW FAST THAT CHIPMUNK CAN RUN!!!  or, LOOK AT THAT BIG WHITE CHURCH, ISN’T IT AMAZING?!?  we tried to sing songs, but he gets very angry when I start singing abc’s.  maybe because he doesn’t know them yet and he’s a little sensitive about that. pandora it is. Taylor Swift has a slightly better voice than me anyway. yes, I like t. swift and I made my son listen to her. I’m ok with that.
 
we passed the barns and headed down to the ferry. 


the longest continuously running ferry in the U.S. of A. fun fact


we had a lovely time by the CT river. 



Luke is “petting” the water. because thats what you do, you “pet” water.  precious child. 


I had to ruin the nice pictures by sticking my head in there. just for proof that I was there.  bonding with my son. 

until daredevil decided to make our run date exciting and go for a swim. 


then he was a little pissy pants.  

When pandora failed to entertain, I had to bribe him with his own run. as soon as we got to the corner of my street, it was his turn. nakey butt and all. 


that completes the long drawn out four mile non run day adventure. but not quite. we had chores to do when we got home. 


put ’em to work. get that trash can securely put away my little man. and do it quickly, there is weeding to be done. 

and it is finally 6:20 am. now what. 

Day 1 of summer break. 

Last night, I’m all, this is fantastic, I’m so excited to spend every waking moment with my three precious little cherubs, what a blessing to have ALL summer with them. me and the kids. the kids and me. la dee da. happy summer. 

Day 1 of summer. 

me and the kids.  the kids and me.  I am truly blessed to spend the summer with and always be at home with my kids. I am excited to spend many moments with my children.  perhaps not every waking moment from 4:30am on. let’s find some balance.  and we’ll all make it past this first day of summer just fine and dandy.

This summer will be about priorities and keeping them in line. and about having fun. lots of fun.

One priority for me would be sleeping past 5am, but I don’t think little bundle of energy is on board with that one. 

Here are some other priorities, in the form of a list!

1.  Be patient. I know I won’t make it through the whole summer if I can’t muster up a decent amount of patience. it’s in there somewhere.  now would be a good time to harness it.

2.  Quality kid time. with each kid. it could just be reading a book or sitting outside folding laundry while they play whilst we all melt in the summer heat. thats special time. they don’t need a lot. just a little love and water to grow. 

3.  Quality hubs time. which will be happening tonight, thank the good Lord. it’s been one long summer day and this is a well deserved night out. mama can decompress. and have a nice cocktail. yum. 

4.  Run. given. 

5. Go with the flow. don’t be a crazy schedule stickler. it’s summer. there technically is no schedule. it’s like one big revolving day. it never ends. 

6. Eat healthy. so easy to do in the summer. fresh produce abounds everywhere. 

7.   Get organized so I can stop doing things like going to the grocery store three days in a row. I don’t know, I could probably thing of a few better things to do with my time than spend it at the store. everyday. 

8. Spend time doing educational things with the girls. Luke can fend for himself. #1 is going into first grade, big kid stuff now. I have to get in touch with my inner teacher and make sure she can still read and write by the time this summer deal is over. maybe I’ll try to teach her some new tricks too, if I’m really feeling inspired.  

This one is well underway. let’s see how long it lasts. kids nicely educating themselves under the tent. we keep a big circus tent setup in the backyard. because its like a circus around here. not really. it’s the grandparents’ 80th bday this weekend, big festivities. requiring some tent action. 

9.  God. church every sunday is great and lovely, but the personal side of faith is easily neglected as a mom, or just as a human being.  I get in this downward spiral where life stuff consumes me and I spend less time in devotion, or prayer, or just spiritual, faith filled things.  gotta be brought back up to the top. pray more. done. 

That gives a general priority list – then I have to set some goals to make those priorities happen. Hopefully I will do that by the end of the summer. and all these things will carry forward like habit. they are pretty much always priorities, I just want to pay better attention to them. give them the care they deserve and require.  

Bring on the summer and many happy days. and lots of miles. and lots of smiles. and no broken bones or anything like that

What’s on tap for the weekend, my friends???

I’ll fill you in on my exciting weekend on Monday!