Wednesday, April 30, 2008

next step.

my "recovery" from the marathon is taking some time. i went for a 3 mile run last sunday and it kinda hurt. a lot. at least now (wednesday) i can sit down and stand up from a chair without wincing in pain. whew!

i'm entered in two races in may: the bay to breakers (san francisco, ca) and the bolder boulder. i'm really excited to go out to sf to see my friend nik, who i haven't seen in almost a year! plus, my roomie kristin will also be in town and is planning to run. it's gonna be a big old reunion (kristin's been training in cali since the end of january).

the bolder boulder is pretty much the only race i've run more than once, so it's the only one on which i've ever really tried to improve my time. i'm hoping to keep it under an hour, which would mean a sub-10-minute mile. which is why i am continuing to train and slowly building back up to a level that will allow me to run 6-7 miles with minimal discomfort.

june through august is kind of up in the air at this point because that's when i like to do my 14-er hiking, which usually involves multi-day overnights and isn't really conducive to long sunday runs. but i'm supposedly training for the boulder backroads half marathon in september, so i guess that means i'll have to sneak in a few runs in between spending massive amounts of money on gas to get to obscure places like silverton, telluride, leadville, aspen and buena vista.

hooray for almost-summer!

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

it aint over...

well, the marathon is. and i can't believe i ran the whole thing! ok, i walked some of it, but still. i propelled my body over 26.2 miles of hills, and i survived! yay!

i didn't reach my goal time of sub-5 hours (i finished in 5:29), but the way i see it, that's ok. i DID reach my goal of finishing the boston marathon, and i'm pretty proud of myself for that. i had so many great experiences over marathon weekend, from going to the expo and trying on the world series ring to meeting the real pesky pole at the red sox-texas game later that night, to marathon monday itself (i was awake from 3:30 am to 12:30 am, so i really made the most of my day). i'll cover it all in much more detail once i get my life unpacked in the next week or so. this post is just to alert the world that i am still alive.

i also want to say that my friend sarah finished boston this year with an amazing time (and PR) of 3:25! go sarah! she's a rock star.

back to work...

Tuesday, April 15, 2008


well, i've been out of commission for a few days, feeling like crap and all. i think the training has caught up with me. i just feel drained, tired and kind of sick. so my plan is to get lots of rest, eat low-fat (ugh) and high-carb (huh?) and drink a lot of water. hmm. this kind of sucks. my only consolation is that there is an awesome burger joint right near the finish line.

nerves? who said anything about nerves?

in honor of the marathon being 6 days away (too bad i failed to post yesterday - would have made more sense), i came up with a list of (maybe rhetorical) questions about how to survive the day:

(1) if my singlet makes me look fat, can i just run in a chicken suit?
(2) if i vomit from fear on monday, will i lose all of the benefits of my race-week nutrition plan?
(3) can i wear white sneakers before memorial day?
(4) would it be possible for me to take the T from mile 2 to mile 25? thanks.
(5) will my leg actually fall off from too much running, as it does in my dreams?

that's all for now. i'm nervous.

Tuesday, April 8, 2008


it's official: this is my race number. because i am slow, i will be starting in the second wave of runners at 10:30 am. also because i am slow, my goal is a sub-5-hour race. but i'll really just be happy to finish! thank god my list didn't say "WIN the boston marathon."

also... in honor of my coach jack (see below, the dude in the flowered skirt), i've decided to run the marathon in my running skirt. unfortunately (for me), i'm pretty sure he has better legs.

Thursday, April 3, 2008

men in skirts.

now THAT'S how you run a race.

Tuesday, April 1, 2008


that's right, folks. according to my schedule, my coach, my calendar, and my weary body, it's time to taper! of course, i haven't done much actual running lately, but i've definitely had my share of incredibly exhausting workouts. in fact, i did a 5+ hour one on sunday. it was actually pretty fun. i managed to watch 2 1/2 movies at the gym while i busted my butt on various machines. at one point, i was on the bike watching "mr. deeds" (don't ever watch that movie, btw) when one of the personal trainers came over, high-fived me, and congratulated me on being there for over 3 hours. ha! anyway, i told him i had 2 more hours to go, and that hopefully there would be something better on after "mr. deeds" that didn't involve golf, infomercials or fox news. well, what i got next was "what women want." i'm still trying to decide if that was actually better... or if, no matter what, cable tv just makes you stupid.

Wednesday, March 26, 2008


the marathon is 25 days away! i can't believe it. i'm definitely excited, but i'm also ridiculously nervous. the usual fears: what if i can't finish? what if my calf hurts too much? what if the weather is too cold/hot/rainy, and that affects my running? what if my leg falls off? etc. these questions, as pessimistic as they are, tend to keep me motivated. i think: well, that's why i'm resting my leg and training: so these things don't happen, so i can finish the race, so my leg doesn't fall off. i also think about my inspirations for running: friends and family who have been affected by cancer, and my own personal goals. oh, and for some reason i always get this mantra stuck in my head: "impossible is nothing." yes - adidas did its advertising job well.

it's definitely getting harder for me to compartmentalize the marathon into the safe "so far away it's almost unreal" box that it's been in for the past 6 months. now, with less than a month to go, it's the real deal. i have my BIG run (which most likely means 5.25 hours of alternative cardio) this weekend - 22 miles. it was 20, but i upped it to 22 because honestly i feel that if i can't run, i need to punish my body as much as humanly possible. hopefully it works and i am in good enough shape to actually run the race. i think it should take up most of the day on saturday or sunday, though i haven't exactly decided which day that will be. i guess it kinda depends on when i feel the most rested. 5-plus hours! whew. i think i'm ready for that, but i'm not sure i'm ready for the marathon. i'm hoping that this workout will give me a huge confidence boost.

we'll see.

Monday, March 24, 2008


these days, to me, that's the ugliest word in the english language. hooray for cliches!

however, today being monday means that my long weekend workout is behind me. which is fantastic. yesterday i did a lot of working out, but i mixed it up a little by using the doggies as part of my cardio routine. it went something like this:

(1) wake up to cody (puppy, white lab) licking my face and then walking on it, unabashedly displaying her recently-shaved backside (the result of a $2,500 corrective-surgery nightmare) in a manner that, if she were human, would definitely be considered indecent.

(2) consider making breakfast, then realize that i am still at chris' house, where all that would be available is beer, red bull, salad dressing and microwaveable soup.

(3) throw dietary caution to the wind, pile the dogs in the car, and drive directly to moe's, where i inhale a bagel loaded with peanut butter while the dogs salivate in the (caged-in) back seat.

(4) drive to the dog park, where the dogs drag me from the parking lot to the park enclosure like a well-oiled iditarod sled team.

(5) while several alpha-male types vigorously sniff layla's butt, play with cody by repeatedly throwing tennis ball into lake. run around fenced enclosure picking up cody's poop (she likes to poop while moving, so it gets very scattered). chase alpha-male types away from layla. unsuccessfully attempt to prevent cody from rolling in mud/dirt/feces/garbage. emerge from dog park an hour later with layla and a brownish-gray puppy.

(6) on the drive home, realize that cody REALLY needs a bath.

(7) at home, towel cody off (laziness prevents bath at the moment), air out car, pile dogs into car again, drive to mt. sanitas trailhead. proceed up the trail, once again dragged by 2-dog sled team.

(8) let dogs off leash.

(9) walk/run up sanitas (only running on flat parts of trail, natch). observe what seems to be thousands of other people out doing the exact same thing with their dogs, hence the conga line approach to the summit. reach the summit and immediately turn around because half the population of boulder is already up there. attempt to disengage cody from a 3-foot-long tree branch that she has taken a shine to. fail in that attempt and permit cody to carry/drag said branch all the way down the mountain and back to the car.

(10) deposit dogs at home, change, head to gym, exercise for an additional 3 hours.

Friday, March 21, 2008


the title of this blog has somewhat of a dual meaning. at the moment, the "running" portion of my marathon training has been stymied by a pre-stress-fracture in my right tibia. this has caused me to resort to alternative training methods in order to maintain my cardio fitness and make my thigh muscles even huger. in a desperate effort to decrease the monotony of my otherwise bland (but still obnoxiously difficult, damn it) workouts, i downloaded the complete first season of "bones" onto my video ipod nano (no, this is not an ipod advertisement, i swear).

the leg is improving with the help of (1) no running; (2) lots of non-running cardio; and (3) the fabulous bone stimulator. ok, #3 is questionable because i can as yet detect no discernible benefits from the use of the bone stimulator, except that its existence provides endless amusement for my boyfriend chris (and for every other guy i know), in the lame and over-used jokes department ("i've got a bone you can stimulate. heh heh."). yes. i've NEVER heard that before.

"bones" the tv show is also pretty excellent. there is lots of gore and science-y stuff. there is pretty good dialogue. there is a pretty kick-ass female lead character. and yes, there is also sexual tension. it's basically my ideal show. i enjoy watching it while eating energy gel on the bike. perhaps i will motivate enough to download more seasons. and perhaps at some point i will figure out what, exactly, a forensic anthropologist does in order to gain the privilege of sifting through bear crap to identify human remains.

this is why dogs are awesome.

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

the feast of maximum occupancy...

... or "fomo", as it is affectionately known, was celebrated two weeks ago in brooklyn, new york. this holiday was created by me, katie and bishop a few years ago because we wanted a holiday that we could all attend (owing to our families' geographic diversity, that was impossible with traditional holidays). so, we created this one. there are a few guidelines to appropriately celebrate:

1. our patron saint is unfamous matthew mcconaughey. that is, you must picture matthew mcconaughey as an unfamous slob lounging around in a bathrobe (which he pretty much does anyway, but he's famous while doing it).

2. the feast is a celebration of laziness. as such, celebrants are required to wear pajamas/robes and be as lazy as possible during the feast. this includes gorging on as much food as will fit in your stomach.

3. the feast is traditionally held each year on the day after february 28, but owing to logistical difficulties this year, it was moved to the following week. that's the true beauty of a made-up holiday.

4. since the feast is a made-up holiday, without its own culinary tradition, it is appropriate (nay, mandatory) that foods from many different holidays be represented. this year, we enjoyed foods from thanksgiving, yom kippur, diwali, easter, hannukah, christmas, fourth of july, halloween and whatever holiday it is that celebrates lots of exotic cheeses.

5. finally, and perhaps most importantly, there is an airing of grievances. we all share grievances that we have accrued over the past year, without judgment or condescension. no grievance is too small to be aired.

this year's feast was a true success. to me, at least, success is usually measured in the amount and quality of the grievances. fortunately for all involved, everyone seemed to have had a truly shitty year, so there was lots of discontent to go around. hurrah!

bike shorts

in my never-ending quest to find non-boring alternatives to running, i tried a spinning class last wednesday. it was actually pretty intense, so i'm going back tonight. it's a popular class, apparently, because a bunch of people got turned away right before the start. but not me, because i was there about an hour early like the loser i am.

anyway, i learned two very important things in that class: first, since the bikes are manually controlled by the rider, it's possible to "cheat" and not have to work as hard; second, contrary to my initial assumption, bike shorts are not just a fashion accessory. all i can say is, wow - i really felt bad for the dudes in the class who thought they were too cool to show off their packages and instead opted for the more stylish (but far, far less comfortable) baggy gym attire.

of course, this being boulder, there weren't too many people lacking this all-important article of clothing. most people were rocking what looked like the most expensive brand-name spandex ever. except for me, obviously, because i just randomly decided to take the class at the last minute. so this week i went out and bought some bike shorts (not the wicked expensive kind). they basically look like spandex shorts with a diaper wedged in the crotchal area. needless to say, i. cannot. wait. to. wear. them.

update: i was just asked by my astute friend katie why in the world i had never tried a spinning class before last week. answer: it was deemed (by me) to be "too 90's" and otherwise "uncool." and it still is. it's just that now i don't care, because let's be honest: if i'm willing to strap on a waist float and flippers and pretend to "run" in a public pool, then i'm definitely not too cool to take a spinning class. i draw the line at jazzercise, however.

Monday, March 3, 2008


the bone stimulator is operational! i don't know how it happened, but i managed to get one, and i think it works. at least, it feels kinda tingly.

no sex toy jokes, please! it's a medical device. seriously.

... ok, whatever.

the bone stimulator

i love me some medical gadgets.

hopefully, one of these lovely devices will soon be mine, courtesy of health insurance and credit cards.

the trouble with running, part 2

all hail the AMT!

since i'm training for the boston marathon, i suppose i should focus some of this blog on the whole running thing.

part 2:

last monday i got a call from my orthopedist (a real sports doctor - finally!). the good news: i do not have a stress fracture. the bad news: i am about to get a stress fracture if i keep running.


the solution is to not run for 6 weeks. as a result, i'm currently in week 2 of my new, fun, "no running" running program, which consists mainly of interval circuits on gym machines like bike, elliptical, AMT (as well as my trusty pool running schedule). and, because i have willed myself to run this race no matter what (though i couldn't exactly explain my dogged determination at this low point in my running career), somehow i am supposed to not run for a month and a half and still be in good enough shape to actually run on april 21. according to my trainer, i should be able to finish the marathon after this layoff if i keep up with the intervals (along with some other miscellaneous and disturbingly intensive exercise).

as a result, i have gotten intimately familiar with some exciting new gym equipment. the AMT (short for "adaptive motion trainer") is definitely both my favorite and least favorite gym accessory. it's my favorite because it is a ridiculous workout, but it's also my least favorite because it makes me work hard and i believe that i am fundamentally lazy when it comes to pushing myself. i've posted a picture above. the machine is really low-impact, so it's perfect for me and my bad knee and funky calf. it's pretty rad.

it kind of reminds me of those crazy infomercials with the short, tan, bulked-up guy with a blond ponytail who promoted something called a gazelle (or perhaps some other african ungulate). this is similarly strange-looking... but definitely effective at kicking my ass, which i suppose is the primary goal. long story short, i totally want an AMT... so i've just got to come up with about 9 grand. whee!

Thursday, February 28, 2008


on the bus this morning i sat in front of a girl who was doing some studying. a guy sat down next to her. i heard (because he was obnoxiously loud) him ask her about what she was studying, etc. using my brilliant powers of perception, i decided that they didnt know each other and that he was hitting on her.

girl: "im finishing up grad school right now."

guy: "cool, cool. what do you want to do when you get out?"

girl: "i really like the idea of working for non-profits or government aid programs. i work for a non-profit right now."

guy: "yeah, thats cool."

long awkward pause.

guy: "right now im trying to make as much money as i can so i can become rich enough to donate to non-profits."


guy: "well, good luck with your studying."

Wednesday, February 27, 2008


"The difference between a jogger and a runner is an entry blank." ~George Sheehan

i definitely fall into the jogger category.

but i guess running sounds better. so... since i actually enter races, i'll go with it.

the trouble with running, part 1

as you may be able to tell from the title, i'm a tiny bit frustrated with this so-called "sport" these days. why? well. it's a long... and short... story.

part 1:

last september, in a decision that can be seen as either sheer chutzpah or mere insanity, i decided to train to run the boston marathon in april 08. problem: i'm too slow to qualify. solution: i join dana-farber's marathon team. this is great! i get to raise money for an organization that has actually helped people i know. AND i get to run in the marathon.

ever since i was about 8, i've secretly wanted to run this race. it's kind of a big deal in massachusetts, where i spent the first 26 years of my life. not like ron burgundy "kind of a big deal," but, like, a really big deal. over 25,000 people run it. kenyans or other similarly ridiculously-fit runners usually win it. plus, the race mascot is a frickin unicorn. rad.

so running this race easily made it onto my 8-year-old's version of "list of things to do before i die," which currently resides in my underwear drawer. In fact, the race made it into my top 3, right behind no. 1, "climb mount everest," and ahead of no. 3, "own a tiger."

as it turns out, however, it took me a while to believe that this was an achievable goal. unlike owning a tiger, which obviously is still under legitimate consideration.

i wish i could say that some important milestone in my life spurred me to make the decision to enter the race in 2008. unfortunately, that's not true. i just said, "fuck it." and submitted an entry form.

this is my blog

i am a blogger. hurrah! i'm totally excited about this new and different way of sucking time. more to come.