Sunday, December 31, 2006
When I got home I was so psyched I ran three miles! I am an ironwoman in the makking, HEAR ME ROAR!!!
Happy New Year!
ps photos and a name for my new best friend the bike to follow!
Wednesday, December 27, 2006
One thing I do need to change over to is a tri-training log rather than a running log. I don't log as many miles running now, since I am swimming more. And now I am going to be biking too, so I want my exercise log to be reflective of the activity I am doing. Do they even sell tri-training logs, I am sure they must, I will have to check that out after this entry.
Oh well can't wait, see you later!
Monday, December 18, 2006
I love that saying My Possibilities Are Endless , I am wearing the bracelet everyday :)
Thursday, December 14, 2006
Thank your hardworking body every day!
Sunday, December 10, 2006
Oh yeah I have to plan for the week of preschool as well. The kids behave at this time of year though, hoping for the last minute good impression on Santa!!
I missed my group run Sat. am, and was really bummed. BUT our club has the CAN RUN on Tues night. We all meet at our local soup kitchen and bring donations and then we run together checking out the Christmas lights displays and then we have our annual planning meeting. I won't be able to attend the meeting portion, because #2 has a school concert.
We have a busy week:
Monday: cub scouts
Tuesday: can run and concert
Wednesday: basketball practice
Thursday: Scouts holiday party
Friday: Church stuff
Holy crap, when will I be able to run!? Luckily none of those things take place at 5:30 am when I go running.
Tuesday, December 05, 2006
Wednesday, November 29, 2006
Running a Santa's Run this Sunday, let you know how that goes. Hosting a runner's breakfast Sat. am also. Selling sex toys on Friday night. I don't know how I am going to get it all done. Oh yeah my three boys have basketball games on Sat. and our local high school is in the state finals on Sat. and I HAVE to go. I love watching kids play sports, it is the way it is supposed to be, with all those mistakes and then every so often a great play.
Sunday, November 19, 2006
Bragging point number two, my oldest son is in eighth grade at our local middle school. There are about 1200 students in the school and he was picked to represent our region at a Superintendent's Award ceremony. So last week, our family had two nights of award banquets. I was so proud of him. He looked so grown up on that stage. I am especially proud of him that he has been so successful in school since he lost his dad at such a young age. He has overcome so many obstacles in his young life.
Well, we have a lot to be thankful this year in my family. I have new baby cousin, Isabella. I am feeling especially kick-ass as a runner lately, I hope that lasts!! And my kids are in a good cycle too! WOOHOO!
Friday, November 17, 2006
Run strong (I am stealing from Wes)
Saturday, November 11, 2006
1. Sat am is the only time I have friends to run with and I was too busy running back and forth from my bed to the toilet.
2. My husband had committed to working a side job this weekend and that meant I had to deal with my three lovely, high energy boys. Let's just say they conveniently forgot how they were only able to lay on the couch and moan when it was their turn to have this bug.
Sooooo, I braved it, took a shower and brought them to their basketball clinic. At the end of the clinic, the BEST BASKETBALL COACH IN THE WORLD told me they could go over his house until BEDTIME!!!!!!!! I would have kissed that man right on the lips if I wasn't afraid I might throw up in his mouth! So now after lounging around undisturbed ALL DAY, I feel better enough to blog. A HUGE thank you to best coach and friend, I know you are reading this!!
Hopefully the feel-better trend will continue and I'll be able to blog about running tomorrow!
Wednesday, November 08, 2006
Yesterday while running I missed a lip in the sidewalk and fell flat on my face. Luckily I was entering a footbridge and I don't think I was seen!! It is so funny what goes through your mind right before you fall. You have about one second to know that you are going down and there ain't nothing you are going to do about it. The words "oh shit" are all that come to mind. My legs were pretty sore after I fell, but I was more worried about my mp3 player. It got a little banged up, but it still works fine. My shirt ripped on my elbow too, but I can live with that too, I guess.
No running today, too rainy and my little son was home throwing up all day. YUCK! I'll be out there tomorrow though very carefully looking for little lips in the sidewalk under the leaves!
Sunday, November 05, 2006
On Friday, my coworkers and I trekked up to Amherst, MA for a training at the Eric Carle Museum for Picture Book Art. It was a blast! We talked about how to expand children's vocabulary with the use of studying art pieces and then we created some of own art pieces. It was totally fun. Then we went out to eat in Northampton, MA - a funky college town with awesome places to eat. I went to a fun mexican restaurant and I ate a gigantic spinach and chicken quesadilla! YUM!!
Friday, November 03, 2006
Friday, October 27, 2006
The above photos are from last week's awesome
race. It was a beautiful autumn day and we all had a blast.
This week when I went swimming, I got the same feeling you get when you are a little kid and you can't wait to jump in. I was thrilled to see that water. It is so funny because it isn't even a nice pool, it is old and junky actually! But it had clean water and that's all that matters.
Running has been awesome this week too. I ran twice at a very strong pace. That is my new goal, to run with intention. I plan on only running four days per week, with yoga and swimming taking the other two and one day of rest. So far my plan has worked, we'll see!
Sunday, October 22, 2006
The race started without a hitch but somewhere there was a break in the plan with the ten miler route and we got all screwed up. I met up with a wonderful friend running her first marathon at about mile 2 and we ran together for about four more miles until she had to buckle down and get to business. I felt good those first six miles, but around mile seven even going downhill was an effort. The mile markers were very screwed up at that point and I could not tell how I was doing with my pacing. I arrived at mile 8 with 1:06 on my watch, but I know I was running faster than that. Then at mile 9, my watch was two minutes faster than the race clock, I don't know what happened. Then I finished in 1:26, a minute slower than last year. I just feel like I was running faster than that finishing time, but I'll never know what really happened, but that is how the cookie crumbles.
After the race, I was joined with my entourage and we gobbled down chowder and chips and crispy creme donuts, YUM! Then we walked on the beach while we waited for our friend to come in from the marathon. And boy did she ever come in!!! She finished in 3:34 and looked great! I was so proud to even know her! Did I mention that she is only 18 years old and this was her first marathon!?!
Another great running day!!
Sunday, October 15, 2006
I did a very stupid thing, I bought a bag of Halloween candy already. It almost gone. I guess I better run out and buy another one before they are all gone :)
Gearing up for my next race. A ten miler in Mystic, CT. It is such a fun race, it is part of the Mystic Places Marathon and it starts and finishes on a beach, which all of you know is my favorite place in the whole world to be.
I am totally is awe of the Running Chick, qualifying for Boston in the Hartford Marathon yesterday. She is my inspiration! Read about it at runningchick.blogspot.com, you will love it!
Sunday, October 08, 2006
My other rant is to the pompous ass that decided to build his gigantic McMansion right in the middle of a breathtaking vista. Sure he has a beautiful veiw now, but the REST of us have to look at his ugly house. What is happening in this country that everything has to be bigger? Bigger cars, bigger houses, bigger sunglasses, what is the big idea?
Saturday, October 07, 2006
Monday, October 02, 2006
Saturday, September 30, 2006
Thursday, September 28, 2006
Sunday, September 24, 2006
So here goes. Due to time constraints, I ran by myself on Saturday rather than hooking up with the willi athletic club members. Sometimes I prefer running long distances by myself, I guess I really am an introvert down deep inside. But another reason I enjoy running by myself for a couple of hours is I get to really process or deal with some of my life's issues or demons. And usually these demons are unknown to me until they just sorta come up while I am cruising along on my run. This happened on Sat. am and luckily it was raining so it was unclear to passersby that I was crying.
Here's the story: As some of might remember I have suffered some great losses in my young life. My first love, Jeff, died of brain cancer when he was 32. That was six years ago now. We were still close friends at the time of his death even though we hadn't been together for ten years and both were married to other people. Jeff was an outdoor educator and was very physically active and strong. I mean strong. His hands showed his hard work. They were strong, beat-up, sexy, working-person hands. As a matter of fact, when we were in high school, he suffered an accident while working at a wood mill and almost lost two fingers on his left hand, but luckily they were saved but they were forever swollen and scar-ridden after that.
When he was diagnosed with cancer, he was unable to continue to work. I knew he was sick, but it wasn't until one day while I was bringing him to a doctor's appointment that I really understood how sick he was. Denial is such a strong defense mechanism to keep us safe from the harsh reality of truth. He had been battling cancer for about a year at the time of this appointment and he was sitting next to me in the car. As were we driving along, I stole a look at his hands and I can still remember how stunned I was when I saw his hands. Jeff's hands had completely transformed. They were still big, but they were clean and white and his nails were like regular not all beat up. I remember thinking that even his hands had lost weight. I'll never forget that feeling of doom set over me when I let myself realize how sick he was.
While I was running on Saturday, I was able to remember this lesson and have a little prayer for Jeff and all the people he touched. It is amazing what thoughts creep out while your body is so tired. So while I finished my ten miler in the rain, I let out a good cry missing one of my best friends.
Wednesday, September 20, 2006
BUT since Saturday, my runs have felt AWESOME. I love it that when that happens. It's just like everything is well rested, well oiled and ready to run. I hope the feeling continues for a while.
Today is also a happy day for me, because I am getting my haircut. I LOVE getting my haircut. Well actually I love any activity that is about nurturing myself. That is one good reason to have some disposable income, massages, facials, pedicures, shopping - they are all good! I may have to cut back on some though, so I can get a road bike for my triathlon. I keep telling my husband, no jewelry for xmas, I want a bike. But I don't think he will be able to control himself, he has thing about having to get me jewelry. I don't know, I guess I could have bigger problems!!
Saturday, September 16, 2006
Wednesday, September 13, 2006
Tomorrow I plan on running about two miles and then swimming a 1/2 mile at the school pool. Can't wait!
Sunday, September 10, 2006
Coed softball starts today, but I feel like an afterthought because the woman that runs the team just called me this morning to tell me the game time. I am not going to go today because the start is 10:15 and I have to run and go food shopping. Also when I never heard from last year's coach, I asked another friend if I could play on her team, yikes, what do I do now? On both teams I would be the suckiest player, but at least on the team from last year, they know what their getting and I think the sort of want me to play?! Running is so much less complicated! Just go out there and run, the only person you fail is yourself when you strike out or are afraid to slide or afraid of the 200lb guy sliding into home that your team expects you to try to tag!
Friday, September 08, 2006
My school year has begun and I am going to be running my big ass off this year. I have two little ones with some pretty significant delays and they eat everything from playdough to tape and if you piss them off you should expect them to try to eat you! My plan is to wear long sleeve shirts to rest of the school year, pray for an early Fall!
Tuesday, September 05, 2006
New Haven Road Race rocks! It was a beautiful early Fall day with about mid-70s breezy weather conditions. My kids, sister and I left the house at 6:00am to arrive in New Haven at 7:30. We arrived with plenty of time to pick up my t-shirt, number, chip and still run it to the car and get back to go to the bathroom twice. After the potty breaks, I sent my sister and kids off to play on the inflatiable bouncy things while I met up with some of my favorite bloggers. I got to see what Chocolate Jon looks like and had nice conversations with Jank, Michelle, Dianna, April Anne and David. (Check out www.runningchick.blogspot .com for the links Sorry!) It was very cool to meet my cyber running enthusiasts and recommend RBF meet ups for any of you fellow bloggers.
The race itself was very satisfying, as I said I love running the New Haven Road Race. There is wonderful support, about 12 great bands, and a cool city route. It is always fun to meet new people on the course as well. Around mile eight, I passed a band playing Hendrix's "Purple Haze" and got to talking to some men about the era that Hendrix played. They were pretty amused when I told them I was born in that era and had a hippies for parents. They wondered how effective hippies were as parents. Not so much, I told them.
Then at around mile nine, you run through a barrio, a Puerto Rican neighborhood. The smells and yells were awesome and I needed them because I was starting to poop out at that point. Mile ten was a hill, but the rest of the race was downhill or flat and that was a good thing. During mile twelve, I was passed by Jank and April Anne. They were very sweet while they passed my dragging ass and Jank even took a picture!!
After the race, I was unable to meet up with my blogging family, because I was watching my human family jump in those jumpy things. I have to admit the jumpy things were awesome. I even went on one of the slides, but it was a bad idea because I got an atomic wedgie from the darn thing.
My time was much better than my times in 2001 or 2002, but I was still the last person in our running group to come in. My running group is getting pretty darn fast I tell ya. I am feeling like I better do some speedwork to be able to fit in!
Sunday, September 03, 2006
Ready for New Haven, now the big decision of what to wear. Almost as anxiety producing as a first date! Luckily I don't have as many clothes to choose from!
Saturday, September 02, 2006
PUNCH TWO Same night My husband "plays" horseshoes in a league on Wed. nights, hence why I took the kids out because he is not around to complain that we spend too much money on eating out :0 Anyway, he comes tiptoeing quietly in around ten o'clock, I am already fast asleep but not too deeply because he kisses me goodnight and I wake up. Well my husband is a talker and when he doesn't see me enough, he goes through talker withdrawal. So he begins his diarrhea of the mouth and is just going on and on, but about nice stuff and how happy he is to be married to me and blahblah. Usually that means one of his horseshoe buddies was bitching about their wives and suddenly I am looking good until it's his week to bitch about me!! But somehow we get talking about this woman that his brother is dating. This woman has the same "curvy" shape that I have, but is about seven inches shorter so her curves look a little curvier. His brother was telling Eric that he just doesn't want to "settle" for someone that's not HOT. Ouch again. I could go on about how my brother-in-law should not be so pickey because he is short, skinny and has more hair on his back than his head, but that would be mean of me, right ;) !!!
Thursday, August 31, 2006
I love the New Haven 20K, it trails through the city of New Haven and through all these cool inner city neighborhoods and there are these little kids asking if you want to be sprayed by their hoses and you totally make their day when you say yes.
One year I ran the race, it was pouring rain and I missed the kids. One funny thing I remember about that year was that it was POURING and my girlfriends clothes started foaming!! Too much clothes detergent :)) It was hysterical and very wet! That same year, I took the free beer, because it was just one of those days and I don't regularly drink beer, but that beer tasted sooooo good. I tried drinking the type of beer at dinner once, but did not get the same taste. I guess you have to run a 20K first to appreciate the taste!
Friday, August 25, 2006
Last night was a beautiful breezy 70' night in Hartford, CT. We ran the second scramble race and I decided I only want to run these wacky races from now on. It was so much more fun than just pounding out a road race 5K. I think I am coming into a new era of my fitness. I have been swimming a lot this summer and I plan on training for a triatholon next summer. I just have to get a bike :0!!! I have the Running Chick working on that for me. She is the best as we all know!http://runningchick.blogspot.com ( i still don't know how to create a hyperlink, sorry).
Wednesday, August 23, 2006
I also swam both Monday and Tuesday at Narragansett Town Beach in Rhode Island, it was absolute HEAVEN! Every summer I go through the same withdrawal, panicking about not swimming in the ocean for a whole year. I am skeeming right now thinking of how I can get one more day in before school starts!
Saturday, August 19, 2006
An interesting note is that I ran with two buddies this am and we ran a faster pace for about seven miles and I felt fine. Do you think I am just lonely during the week and all the little pains come to my attention?
Wednesday, August 16, 2006
Today is my little brother's birthday, so I HAVE to take him out for ice cream, I just have to!!! And tonight I am hosting a Lia Sophia jewelry party, jewelry is a close second to chocolate when it comes to my obsessions! And it is so great because now I have the money to buy some! WOOHOO!
Saturday, August 12, 2006
I ran my little heart out while at the cape as well. It always fun to run in a new place. I love running through little neighborhoods, checking out the property for sale.
My son recovered from his pneumonia just in time to have an awesome vacation. He was just sick for about the first day, but like me, he lives for the waves and willed himself to recover! Thanks for the well wishes and advice!
Wednesday, August 02, 2006
My summer fun has come to a screeching halt since son #1 has walking pnemonia. It is scary and I hate that he is so sick, but I am a little bummed out that our regular summer adventures are on hold until he recovers. From what I know it could be awhile for that to happen. Anyone know when I can expect him to feel better?
Sunday, July 30, 2006
On Friday, I had a small toy party with a nice bunch of women. EXCEPT there was this lesbian there that was so thoroughly threatened by the mini-tongue that it was annoying. I guess that is how men feel when we come home with larger than life, um, tools of the trade! But let me tell you after three kids, I need a little help in the size department! Okay that was probably an over-share! Yeah, just maybe.
Oh also on Friday night's party, the topic of having sex with more than one partner at a time came up. Wouldn't you know the lesbian had had a threesome with two MEN, for pete's sake. Out of the seven of us there, four people had the opportunity of a multiple partner encounter. Not me, of course. I am too afraid about catching some awful disease. Almost every girlfriend I have has herpes and I am not going to catch any herpes from toys, so I think I'll just stick with those, thank you very much.
Another bitch of a thing when it comes to this new weekend business empire is it cuts into my running. I arrived home around 10:45pm on Friday, but I am so worked up from talking about sex all night that well let's just say that Mr. Chocolate had a little fun. Late night that night, couldn't get up to run with the Sat. am group, very sad. The party on Sat. did not get out until 1:00am, yikes! Mr. Chocolate was mad, no fun that night. Way to tired to run Sunday morning. Tomorrow is another day, I'm going to wake up early and enjoy a nice peaceful run while listening to the new Dixie Chicks cd. Yah for me!
Saturday, July 29, 2006
Here we are at the Xterra Challenge in Hartford, CT. It was a very fun race, you had to be flexible in your running anal retentive mindsets. The distance was fuzzy, always a guess. The course was full of obstacles, like LOTS of stairs and steep rocky inclines. There were no puddles though much to our disappointment, we like to get wet! Out of the five of us that ran, three took home some metal or actually the prizes for this race were bowls of candy! Good thing I didn't win, because I am trying to only eat one junky thing a week to help keep my ass from blowing up like a beach ball!
Thursday, July 27, 2006
I just finished James Frey's books - you know the guy that conned Oprah. I LOVED his books, they were well written and creative and I think Oprah made a big deal out of nothing. Tell me what you think if you read them.
Tuesday, July 25, 2006
My latest rodents that I was keeping were called degus ( or as my partner teacher affectionately calls them - italian rats). They looked like a cross between a rat and gerbil. They had to come in pairs, because otherwise they get lonely.
Well I have a problem, because now there is only one left.
I know there were two degus in the cage on Thursday morning when I fed them. Both Fred and Barney were happy to get those yummy carrots and both looked healthy as well. Well when I checked them again on Saturday, only Barney was in the cage and he was whimpering. (really he was, they make these like whistling sounds). I called my youngest son out to help me figure out where Fred went and we were faced with a mystery. Fred's body was nowhere to be seen. Upon further investigation, we found unmistable signs of foul play, (ie fur and teeth-yikes!) We still don't know what happened to little Fred, but the possibilities are many. It was a sad day in the preschool-teacher-rodent-loving world.
Saturday, July 22, 2006
Today was a different story, no house with a hose nearby, just a huge body of water that I couldn't drink! I started the run feeling tired, but happy to be with friends. By about mile three, I could feel an even stronger fatigue. By about mile five, my clothes were soaked and my mouth was completely dry. We have a tradition that we have to spit from a bridge when we pass by it and I could only summon a few drops! Finally at mile seven, we stopped running in the woods and passed through our friend's house with a cold, lovely, clear, high quality H20. It was almost as good as....chocolate!
It was amazing how my body felt after being rehydrated. Energy back, muscles primed and ready for the last mile, I was able to finish with my head held high! But I felt the effects of dehydration all day though. My muscles were very tired as was my spirit. I took a nice nap this afternoon and treated myself to a hunka chunka peanutbutter fudge ice cream cone BEFORE dinner. And guess what this little piggy-runner had for dinner??? Boiled lobster drenched in butter, corn on the cob, baked potato, steamers, and a little tiny salad. I might even have dessert after I am done blogging! LIFE IS GOOD!
Friday, July 21, 2006
Tomorrow we have our group run always a highlight of running week. I am reading "My Friend, Leonard" by James Frey, in which he hardly uses commas, so if I forget to punctuate appropriately, please forgive me. Tonight I have an Athena's party, hopefully I make some good money. Tell you all about it tomorrow!
Sunday, July 16, 2006
Here we are at the Lyman Viaducts in East Hampton, CT. It doesn't look very high in the photo, but let me tell you, I was shaking in my tevas when I jumped! I only jumped off once because well two reasons really. Reason number one, I almost peed my bathing suit the first time and I didn't want to risk it jumping another time. Reason number two, it hurt my ears. My boys told me I made a big splash, I am not sure to be happy or sad about that. They thought it was cool, of course.
I am out of my running slump. I have enjoyed running everyday since the last race when I kicked some booty! This weekend was my turn to host the club's run and I planned it to end at a swimming hole. We had nine people runnning together for about 8 miles and then five of us went for a dip. I LOVE swimming after running. I am not a good swimmer so even though it would appear that a duatholon should be in my future, it's not. The arm moving and breathing thing just baffles me. I can stay afloat and grind out swimming to little islands in the lake or reservior, but to like swim in a competetion would just be embarrassing.
Anyway after the swim, we all loaded up in my minivan, sometimes called the shaggin wagon on weekends;), and headed to Dunkin Donuts. My sweet runnning girlfriends surprised me with double chocolate cupcakes for my 38th birthday!! We ate chocolate cupcakes at 8:30 in the morning in Dunkin Donuts parking lot! We all know I can eat chocolate and a lot of it, but I usually don't start quite that early! It was totally great though!
Sunday, July 09, 2006
Well, my 13y son and speedy stepdad took off like wild banchees at the start and I never saw them again until I finished. My husband started out way too fast and I passed him at mile one. I was having a great race, I felt so freakin' great and I knew I was running a good race. I purposely did not wear a watch, because I wanted to count on my own body to tell me if I was running a good race. I passed two local running women that are not in my age group, but they usually do beat me at about mile 2. I thought I had buried my sisters and the boyfriend and my brother in law as well. BUT at the last turn at about mile three, my brother in law freakin' passed me. I tried to catch him but I finished four seconds behind him. But I recovered a lot faster so there!
We did bring home some hardware though. My son came in first in his age group with a respectable 21:59 pace for a 5K. I gave my second best 5K performance in my life at 23:35. I was very happy. The finish line ends at a small town carnival with all the junk food one can imagine! I ate a baked potato with broccoli and sour cream. We also ate some cinnamon roasted nuts. They did not have any good chocolate, so I waited till the next day for "Holstein" ice cream from WE-LIK-IT ice cream stand. It is so rich and creamy, I had a stomach ache for the rest of the day, but it is sooooo worth it!
Monday, July 03, 2006
I am on an upswing with my side businesses though. In addition to adult "toys", I now peddle skin care products for Arbonne International. The two business go hand-in-hand really, people want to look good in order to attract partners for the other business!!!
I did run six miles this hot and steamy morning and I felt pretty good, not great ,but good!
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
Okay, I'm back!
ice cream scooper
hotdog stand short order cook
Four Movies I Love to Watch Over and Over
Any Rocky movies
Four Places I Have Lived (haven't gone far!)
Storrs-University of CT
Four TV shows I watch
Sex and the City reruns
How to Look Ten Years Younger
(oh my god, these aren't even jokes!)
Four Vacations I have taken
Martha's Vineyard, MA
Carribean Islands - a whole bunch of cruises
West Lafayette, IN - vacationed while my dad attended Purdue University
Cape Cod, MA
Four websites I visit
Four Foods I Love
lobster - well any seafood really
Four places I would rather be
At the beach bodysurfing with my boys
Reading a good book on my hammock
Running on the trails with the Sat. am group
Eating a huge plate of nachos and drinking margaritas with my husband
Four bands I listen to
Allison Krauss and the estreet band
Four bloggers I tag
dawn on the run
Thursday, June 22, 2006
Friday, May 19, 2006
Sunday, May 14, 2006
My foot is almost completely healed. The only time it hurts sometimes is going downhill. Yes, at times, I have had to now walk downhill. Let me tell you, it is bad enough that I feel like I need a wagon to haul my fat ass up hills, but now I have to walk downhill too. It is just too much to bear!
Happy Mother's Day to all you running mamas!
Sunday, May 07, 2006
It is really interesting to me, the transformation I have gone through around money. I used it be a bleeding heart liberal, bordering on socialist. I still give money to a lot of causes that I believe in, but as I earn more money, I feel a certain conservative beast creeping its head in my psyche. Even though I am only 37 years old, I find myself worrying about retirement or paying for my children's college more than I worry about other people or the world as a whole. I don't really like that about myself. I have this karma belief that money is like a circle - it comes in and out and we should be generous and giving and it will all balance out. I think that if more Americans felt that way, we would end so many of our country's problems. Oh well, it is something I need to review and get more clear about.
As for running, I am like the little engine that could, just blugging along running four miles one day, six the next day, maybe only two the next. I am just listening to my body and running what feels manageable. I ran half trails today and was in heaven, I have to get on the trails a little more. They are so much more forgiving on my joints.
Talk to you soon. Only one party next weekend, we'll see if I make my two weeks of teacher pay in one night!
Friday, April 28, 2006
Too bad I married a Pollock. (Is that how you spell a person of Polish decent?)
Thursday, April 20, 2006
OUCH! My feet still hurt. I still can only wear flipflops on my feet because of the overzealous medic guy, Skip. The four minute bandaid not only did not help to cushion my foot, it caused the bruise you see here. My toenail is hanging by a thread too. Should I try to pull it off? I never have pulled them off before, I just let nature takes its course usually.
A must have for long distance runners is ARNICA. Arnica is a homeopathic remedy to allevieate muscle soreness and bruising. Hello, we should be buying stock in the stuff, right. Today is three days after the marathon and I feel back to normal with the exception of the damn bandaid fiasco area! I figure by Sat. or Sun. I should be able to do a slow jog.
The marathon photos are up at www.marathonfoto.com . My last name is Martin-Shashok and my bib number was 23159. You can check them out. I always am surprised at how chubby I look, but I have decided to embrace my large body like a beautiful Clydesdale horse. I think it will help me feel better about my self-image if I accept my big strong body as a strength not weakness. I love the picture of me pointing to my running angel, Deb. I don't know what I am pointing at though! Also, I love the pre-race photo of me with my stepdad, it's very sweet.
PS any of the readers that decide to stalk me now that you know my last name just know that I have a permanent case of PMS and a huntin' rifle I am just itchin' to use on ya'. I am not kidding, don't get any ideas, you'll be sorry. Did you see those muscles in my arms?!? Who needs a gun when you have those bad boys :D
Tuesday, April 18, 2006
My family and I celebrated Easter with our egg hunt and church. Then we went out for brunch and after brunch we headed to the Expo to pick up my number. The expo was great, very organized, no lines. We arrived at about 3:00pm on Sunday and they were sold out of the awesome Boston Marathon jackets and only had large t-shirts left. The sold out jackets was a blessing in disguise, because I didn't have to come up with some deceiving plan to buy one without my husband knowing!
After the expo, we traveled to Braintree, where we spent the day visiting with my family. Ate my obiligatory plate of pasta, watched Desparate Housewives and then fell asleep on a half-blown up inflatable bed. One would think that half-blown up would be a bad thing, but it was sorta like sleeping on a hammock, so I slept pretty well.
One race day, my stepdad and I woke up at about 5:30am, ate some fruit and an english muffin. We headed into Boston with my cousin that had to go to work. We arrived at the shuttle service at 7:00am, we were on the first wave out of Boston. We arrived in Hopkinton at about 8:00am and had full access to portopotties and food. Then we sat around for the next FOUR AND HALF HOURS! The waiting pretty much sucked. We were corraled in two different athlete's villages, one for the under 3 1/2 hours runners and one for the rest of us! The slower runner village definitely felt second class. There was a stage but in name only, they just piped in what was happening in the fast village stage. I suppose if I was watching the performers rather than just listening to them I would have been more entertained. But the fact that we were separated kept the potty lines managable, always a good thing.
At about 11:30am, we started to make our way to the baggage buses and the start line about a mile a way. Therefore I ran 27.2 miles really ;). The start was a mob scene, but I was very excited to finally be starting. Not only did the slower runners have a second rate holding area, we started a half hour later. I finally crossed the start line at 12:45am. WooHoo, this is it!
I felt great, the weather was perfect (50' with partly sunny skies). I tore off my throw away shirt at about mile two and continued to feel awesome. At somewhere before mile 6, I was experiencing some pain on the top of my left foot. My shoe was tied to tightly maybe. At this point, I was running my desired pace 9:45/mile very comfortably. I stopped to retie my shoe with no avail. So at mile six, I stopped at a medic tent for a band-aid. Well, a very nice but overzealous med tent guy decided to perform minor surgery on my foot bone. He was trying to create like a corn bandaid for my bone. Good in theory, bad in practice. The fancy bandaid took FOUR MINUTES to make and then didn't really help! I suffered with the pain for about ten more miles and then met up with my angel, Deb.
Oh wait, I ate some gu at mile ten and passed the half-marathon mark at about 2:10, I think. More memorable would be the Wellesley College women, they were CRAZY! I definitely need to book some parties for my Athena's business up there! They were begging for kisses, I mean begging. I happened to be running right behind a man in a chicken suit at this point and the girls were going nuts over him, so this really helped me take my mind off the foot pain.
At mile 16, mile sweet angel friend, Deb was waiting with my supplies and support. I immediately took the two ibuprofen she had and we continued on to mile 17 at which point I ate some vanilla gel. I was feeling great at this point running strong, the foot was pretty much numb and my legs were still pretty fresh.
Then came Heartbreak Hill.
Heartbreak Hill is a series of four hills from mile 17-21, great time for hills, right? Don't get me wrong, the Boston Marathon is chuck full of hills from start to finish, but the Heartbreak series are a continuous grind uphill and then some pretty taxing downhills as well. Going downhill bothered my foot thing. I definitely slowed up at this point, probably to about a sub-11 min/mile. I would try to keep my ten min. pace and would feel my quads shout "oh no you don't you still have five more miles after we get up these freakin' hills" so I listened and took it down a notch.
After Heartbreak Hill, I grew very excited. I was watching for my pastor and his wife at mile 22. They had kept in touch with my running-angel and we knew right where they were. We got two big hugs and some blessings and pushed on!
My mother and Uncle Johnny were going to be at mile 24, but I wasn't sure where, but as luck would have we saw them too. Two more hugs and some Irish luck rubbed on us and further the push.
This is where I hit the wall. My legs were spent and my spirit was wavering. My running-angel was cracking me up because she was having a BLAST! She was slapping every cute little kids hand, high-fiving the drunk BC students, yelling to the spectators on the rooftops. Thank god I had her with me. While she was whooping it up, I was crucifying myself inside. All those thoughts about what the hell was I thinking running another marathon, I had to be an idiot, never again, I HATE THIS, these last fucking miles are going on forever, when is the next water stop, and on and on. My saving grace was watching Deb have so much fun. At this point, she said, "This is the way to run a marathon, just run the last ten miles!" I told her I'm with her!
With the grace of God and Deb, I made it to the end. My entourage was at exactly at mile 26, right behind a garbage can! As a matter of fact, when I hugged them, we knocked some of the garbage out of the can! Yuck! And then it was over.
It was very surreal to finish, you go from 26.2 miles (really 27.2) of absolutely the most encouraging fans in the world to tired but polite volunteers. Everything is kinda quiet, all the screaming fans behind you. This was the only marathon that I was just a wee bit sad to be finished. Usually I am crying tears of joy to be done the god-awful thing, but Boston is an incredible experience and I would encourage all of you wild runners to try to get in, either train your little butts off or be obnoxiously persistent like me!
Today I am having a massage at 11:30am, I can not wait. Every muscle in my body is sore. I have a gigantic bruise on my foot from the stupid bandaid, I will lose only one toenail it looks like. Oh I forgot the trek back to Braintree was AWFUL! We had to walk about a mile to the T station and then the train was jammed pack and I had to stand. After about two stops, I think I might either pass out or throw up. A sweet woman gave me her seat, I stripped off my sweatshirt only to reveal my sweaty body making me feel like I was really going to hurl. I held together for everyone's sake for about four more stops when I had to get off the train. My sweet cousin stayed on the train to get the car and backtracked to pick me up. I still felt awful. We arrived at her house about 30 minutes later, still feeling like crap. Then I had to push my little one aside to pee outside and ran to the bathroom, throwing up and pooping at the same time! Still feeling crappy. The shower felt great, but still not all that great. At this point, I was thinking I might need medical attention. Luckily, I got dressed after the shower and my cousin had a toasted bagel waiting for me. The bagel hit the spot, I was like new as soon as ate that thing! Lesson to self- eat bagel after marathon! They gave crappy food at the end- potato chips, bananas, yogurt smoothies and a power bar. I guess that's not too crappy, I just don't like the smoothies or power bars! Today I plan to make up for the lack of food yesterday!
BTW, I set a personal best 4:40, imagine if I hadn't had minor surgery that took four minutes!
Saturday, April 15, 2006
Two more days till Boston! As I was lamenting aloud today, my oldest and wise-beyond-his-years son told me to stop worrying about my performance and time. He shouted that I am about to participate in one the world's most prestigous sporting events and that I should shut up and ENJOY it! I was stunned to silence and humbled to say something like, "Holy shit, you're right, I have to get out there run and have fun." Then I thanked him and have tried to remember that every time I am computing my mile splits in my head!
Friday, April 14, 2006
Oh yeah the marathon! That's right, I almost forgot about the marathon, yeah right?! I am TOTALLY PSYCHED!!!! I will post as soon as possible. I am no perfect poster like The Running Chicks, but I will give you an overview. I am so amazed how they can break down a race mile for mile. I guess I am more of the big picture type of gal! I do like things big, you know :)!
Wednesday, April 12, 2006
Tuesday, April 11, 2006
Well, gotta go check weather.com before bed just one last time!
Friday, April 07, 2006
But I can not freakin' wake up now that it is dark again at 5:00am!!! It sucks! This week I only ran Wed. and Thurs., that's it. I feel so guilty and flabby. I don't get that, how can I feel flabby when I know my body hasn't changed. It is amazing what the brain can do to our emotional state. So tomorrow is another day, I am getting up to run with my running buddies at 6:30. The only thing is I think it going to rain. Oh well, some days you can't win.
Saturday, April 01, 2006
I started my new business tonight and felt great. I still have a lot to learn about sales, but I enjoyed myself and think other people had fun at the Athena party as well. My next party isn't until after the Boston Marathon so now I can focus all my neurotic energy on that!
Tuesday, March 28, 2006
BTW, not only am I in the middle of speed training for the 2006 Boston Marathon, I am also starting my new athena goddess business. Last week, I attended two full days of training, which was why I had to run after work on a week night. I am officially a sexpert! Ask me any questions about sexuality and how our products could enhance your life!!! Guess what, there are five different types of orgasms, what do you think of that? Guess you'll have to email me or comment to find out what they are!! Book a party too!
Tuesday, March 21, 2006
Saturday, March 18, 2006
Saturday, March 11, 2006
My fervor for basketball has generalized to my running. I ran thirteen miles both Sat. and Sun. I felt great both days. Then I went to a kick-ass yoga class with lots of power moves on Monday night. Today I ran an easy 4 miles and was pretty tired due to a lack of sleep. Yes, my house has been attacked by the barf/fever bug that has been knocking kids out all week. Hopefully I'll get more sleep tonight. Everyone seems to be improving.
Thursday, March 09, 2006
Pictured above is just some of the northeastern CT running dream team that kicked some booty in the Colchester Half Marathon. They are the only reason I even showed up that day. Thanks to my sweet running buddies, you make my life so much fun!
I have had a great running week. I ran 3miles Monday afternoon, felt great. Then 5 miles on Tuesday and Thursday with an awesome yoga class taking up my time on Wednesday. I think I am happy because the weather has been very end of winter-like. I can feel the end of the storm, can see the light at the end of the tunnel! Yippee!
My family and I are grieving the UCONN Men's basketball team's loss against Syracuse today. I didn't even get to watch them go down in flames because of a very annoying thing called work. Well hopefully, my son's basketball team will play well on Sat. I love this time of year. Once March Madness is all over, I feel lost. I don't know what to do with myself for a while. But for now, turn on the game, baby!
I have given up all sweets for Lent and I am definitely suffering, Jesus would be proud of me;-). I have reduced my candy consumption by 99% (I have snuck a few M&Ms) and I have not lost a freakin' pound. I am so pissed off. I know I am supposed to be sacrificing for Lent, but I really wanted some pay-off for my repention! Oh well, I am hoping to lose 10 pounds to get ready for shorts and bathing suit weather so I have to figure something out. Maybe I should eat less calories or something crazy like that?!
Sunday, March 05, 2006
Then I was my niece's godmother at her baptism today. VERY awesome, but lots of work as well to prepare for the party.
Also, I am a HUGE basketball fan and got to watch my son's team advance to the finals today. His team plays at the big dance on Sat., 3/11, can't wait! I also got to cheer on the UCONN Huskies to their regular season Big East Championship game on Sat. Now it is Sunday at 9:40pm and I am waiting for my other son's birthday cupcakes are done baking, I'll will frost them bright and early before work tomorrow morning.
Boring running week, I only ran 20 miles total all week and I kinda sucked at every run. It was miserably cold and then it snowed seven inches on Thursday. In December, I enjoy running in the snow, in March, I hate running in the snow. It is amazing the difference three months make!
Saturday, February 25, 2006
I started the race strong and continued to feel strong the whole race through. My longest run for awhile has been ten miles, so I was nervous about sputtering out by about nine miles. I kept an even pace for the whole race, I was concentrating extremely hard about my form and keeping everything regular. At about mile four, my left foot was bothering me in the big toe area. I tried to use mind over matter, but by mile six I knew I had to adjust my shoe. By then I had to adjust both shoes. I had tied them too tight, my feet are narrow and I can never seem to find shoes that are tight enough. Well, I had tied these so tight that I caused a blister on my left ankle and my sock had bunched up on my toe. I was very happy after I adjusted and just flew for the next seven miles. My finishing time was 2:05, which I was happy with considering my lack of proper training, the weather conditions, and the major hills. I think this was a greating training race for my next big endeavor: a fourteen mile trail race on Soapstone Mountain, Stafford CT. I can't wait!
Oh another interesting thing happened during this race that had never occured for me before. I bought these cute running socks and wanted to show them off, so I wore my socks on the outside of my awesome winter running pants. Well, now my ankles are rubbed raw from the sticky elastic bottoms. Note to self: do NOT succumb to fashion slavery, dress smart for the conditions;)
Oh one more thing, I am not trying to toot my own horn, but I am not even sore today either:)
Friday, February 24, 2006
I ran the Hyannis 1/2 marathon about three years ago in Feb. and I definitely regretted it. I had just fell on some ice about a week before the race and was just starting to heal and that marathon kicked my butt. I was very upset with my finishing time of 2:10 and now I am only hoping to finish that fast. Oh well, in any event, I should have fun hanging out with my friends before and after the race! Report to follow the race.
Monday, February 20, 2006
On Monday, while running near the cemetery, I decided to go run in the cemetery. I, of course, was sad and feeling sorry for myself and my boys and the song that just randomly came on was "Am I The Only One to Ever Love This Way", by the Dixie Chicks. I was chuckling to myself about that song, because not only did I lose my first husband to an early death, but the only other man I loved and was still close with after we broke up, my first love, died six months earlier of cancer. All of the men I have ever loved died when I was 31 years old. It was very weird, my current husband is always teased that he is a brave man to stick with me, the black widow. The upside of it all is that he never has to deal with those uncomfortable chance meetings of seeing your partner's past lovers.
I finally reached my first husband's plot and stopped to think/pray/just stand there thinking about him. And, of course, his stone was buried under the snow. So I furiously started digging through the snow trying to see his stone. It was very surreal, digging like that. Some of our actions as humans are very basic, instinctual. I am not sure of the right word, oh maybe primal is the right way to describe those needs that don't make a lot of sense. Once I found the stone and saw his name and was once again assured or reminded that yes he was gone, I fixed up the little candles and cars and fake flowers that were left by others that loved him and continued on my run with blurred vision from my tears. Luckily it is okay to cry in a cemetery so I didn't feel weird. As I was running away from his stone, the song "Angel From Montgomery" by Bonnie Raitt came on. Again, I chuckled and questioned all my beliefs about fate, God, love etc. All in all, a very intense run for my sometimes intense life.
Sunday, February 12, 2006
You can imagine the pride I felt when at 3:00pm they were anounced as the winners in their age brackets.... the ten year old was the only entry but we're not focusing on that!;) The adult contest was really fun too. I did not win, but the judges did provide some great feedback and ideas for improvment for next year. The only complaint I had about the contest was that they gave the woman who baked the best cake overall all of the other awards as well. She won best taste, best presentation, and best texture on top of winning the best overall. I always think of contests as giving a top prize to the best entry, but then spreading the cheer when it comes to the sub-categories. Maybe I am wrong. I always sort of wonder about races that don't count the top male and female in age group winner. Am I making sense?
I was a winner in one competetion this week. We have a race series in our town and I am the winner for my age group!! Not because I am the speediest, but I ran the most races and accumulated the most points! Yeah for me!
I have to go eat some cake! Bye!
Sunday, February 05, 2006
I had a very fun Friday night, not as much fun as Jon's Chocolate Friday, but close! I hosted an Athena's Goddess party and let me tell you we had some FUN! For those in the dark, Athena Goddess is a company that sells products for couples, singles, or triples for that matter to bring more sensuality into your life! The party made $1000, so I received $125 worth of free merchandise! My husband can't wait for my next party! I am actually "toying" with the idea of becoming an athena goddess. I think I would enjoy bringing this joy to people! The trouble I have is coupling my daytime persona as preschool teacher/soccer mom with vampy sex toy dealer by night! I have to work on wording the night time persona with a little more sophistication and I think I could "pull it off" (oh wait a minute, I don't want to do that!)
Well, please send healing thoughts to my hip and tell you how it helped next week!
Sunday, January 29, 2006
And anyone that has been reading my blog for awhile knows that I am afraid of farm birds as well. Yes I have been traumatized by poultry as well! When I was about four years old, my sister and I were visiting one of my dad's friends that lived on a farm. My father was a no-nonsense type of guy and he sort of expected us to take care of ourselves right from the get-go... anyway my two year old sister and I were trying to make it into this friend's front door and these freakin' poultry birds were making a huge racket about us coming in the gate to the front door. My hard-ass father yelled from the truck, "Just walk right in there, let em know you're not afraid and they won't bother you." One problem, we were afraid, very, very afraid. I guess we did not show them that we weren't afraid very well, because the next thing I know one those pieces of shit was pecking at my baby sister's eyes!!! Everything after that is a blur. The next thing I remember we were in the emergency room with my mother screaming at my father and my sister with stitches! I have no idea how we got there or how the killer chicken was handled or what. I guess that would be considered a trauma.
So to make a long story longer, when Tommy and I came upon this crazy-ass goose, I was quite nervous. We had just started running on roads after completing about three miles of trails. We were cruising along pretty fast and Tommy was up ahead because he is faster than I am now. There were actually two geese honking at cars as they drove by. One goose smartened up and went honking home, while the other kept chasing the cars. As we approached, the goose was eyeing Tommy up. And then he started to put his head and neck down and twisty and as Tommy put it, "in attack mode". So my maternal instincts kicked in and I started to reach for my mace which I hook onto my pants. Well of course, it had somehow worked itself off my pants and was all tangled up in one of my shirts. So after I wrestled it out, I was trying to figure out which way to point and press. I realized that mace is easy enough to use, but to actually use it effectively takes some skill. The first few squirts ended up on the road and they did not deter mr. goose. I finally hit the little craphead in one of his eyes and ran away really pissed off. We could hear him honking at us for a long time after that. It was scary. Tommy was afraid of where the goose might actually connect his beak/bill. It seemed to be at a rather precarious height, if you know what I mean!
Well, that's all the excitment for this week!
Tuesday, January 24, 2006
i have recently starting running with my mother and what a great mother she is we run trails and streets so its fun (i always have to cirle around for her but itss some good mother son time you know) well today on our run we ran some trail and road it was a bout 4 miles the trail was the Pigeon Swamp Reserve and it was quite fun but while we were on the road we say 2 stray duck or whatefer they were well one was in attack possition and it was running toward us mostly toward me and my mother with her motherly instincts takes out the mace and well we'll say this that poor duck was crying and he honked very loud in ANGER!!!! me and my mom have been running somewhat a lot together only about 2 times to tell the truth but its only the start i am really good at trails so all the saturday people i think i maybe joining you sometime well when im not asleep i hope you enjoyed the story as much as i had fun making it happen
Saturday, January 21, 2006
Happy running everyone!
Sunday, January 15, 2006
Here is a photo of our New Year's Day run. We had a lot of fun, ran about seven miles and then toasted the New Year with champagne at 10:00am!! I have never drank alcohol that early in my life. I am not much of a drinker and it was pretty funny. We met at the high school, so we were actually drinking on school grounds. First time for that too. I really was quite a nerd/goody-goody or maybe I was just a scardy-scardy of getting caughty-caughty!
On January 8th, three of our running crazies ran in a 5K road race. It was a beautiful day, about 35-40 degrees with bright sunshine and lots of good runners. One of my resolutions is to enjoy my racing, regardless of my time or place. I approached this race with those two pieces in mind. I only paid attention to my race performance. I did not look at the women passing me trying to decide if they were in their thirties. I did not care about where I was in relation to other people at all. I ran to my potential and focused on my form and breathing. I was thinking about the time a little, c'mon it's not called a race for nothing, people!! I finished feeling very strong and happy. My time was average for me; 24:40. I did not place in my age group, but that was okay with me, because I felt so great about my performance. I stretched and warmed up and down which also felt really good. So for January, I am still on par as far as resolutions are concerned!
I did not run as many miles this week as I would like though. I only ran 14 miles this week. My excuses are being lazy and it was freezing rain and snow this morning therefore I couldn't run the six I would need to fulfill the twenty miles I want to run weekly! I guess another excuse would be procrastination too. While I am complaining and whining, I could also blame my kids because I had to bring them to a puppet ministry performance today at 8:00am and I was the chaperone, so that pretty blew half the day. I have to do laundry the other half of the day! Another person I could blame other than myself is my husband because he keeps my up too late talking to me about his day. I wouldn't mind being kept up for other more fun reasons, but for blabbing, no. Let's see anyone else I could blame? No, I think that is good.
I am reading a very insightful and entertaining book entitled Dry, it's an autobiography about a man who had a crazy childhood and how he is trying take control over his adulthood, in particular his alcoholism. I was raised up with AA as part of my family, so reading his account of getting sober brings me back to my own childhood. The book evokes a lot of emotions for me. The first being gratitude that I am not an alcoholic. I do not struggle with substances, but have had my fair share of issues around food. I guess eating disorders are the good-girls' substance abuse. My issues about food have gotten a lot better with maturity and an increasing self-awareness about what I think is important. My relationship with a higher power or God or whatever you want to call it has helped to heal and grow up as well. The other emotion the book brings up for me is happiness which probably seems weird. But the author, Augusten Burroughs, has done such a great job spinning his tale. He tells about his crazy life with such brutal honesty and responsibility that it actually refreshing. I reccommend this book and his first book, Running With Scissors to anyone. (I know you are supposed to underline book titles, but I can't figure out how to underline in this blog thing, I only see bold and italic. Sorry! Now I can't get the freakin' italic to get off. Aww, just Great!) All for now, see on the roads!