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04 November 2013 @ 12:45 am
1a. I feel like a New Yorker trapped in the South.

1b. Runspiration: ING NYC Marathon.

If I was looking for my fire, I think I found it again.

My first thought this morning, after wondering why it felt so bright and cold in the house despite it being only 7something AM wasn't the long run scheduled for today (and subsequently canceled).

My mind was in New York.

It was my first time watching an international caliber racing event on television in full, or at least as long as ESPN2 aired coverage. I was so excited -- it was as if the Olympics were on TV! ING NYC is like the Super Bowl of running.Collapse )

11 weeks to Houston. Cowabunga!

2. "I have learned not to worry about love, but to honor its coming with all my heart." - Alice Walker

This weekend I had a liberating realization. Maybe it's a good thing that I am unattached because I have many plans to travel, race, and try new things that I might not be able to do if I were with someone or a parent like some of my college friends. (Different strokes for different folks.)

Not to say that I think monogamous relationships are intrinsically restrictive, but I think this revelation has given me one less thing to worry about and has made my mindset more positive.

3. Tonight's Gospel (Luke 19:1-10) about Jesus' interaction with the tax collector Zaccheus recalled second grade and First Reconciliation in which I sang Zaccheus (I was the shortest in my class even then) to my friend Courtney's Jesus; an orange ladder stood in for the sycamore tree.

I remember being mortified in rehearsal for not knowing my lines, which prompted my home room teacher/choir director Mrs. Burns, an accomplished Episcopal choirmaster (even then I had ties to Anglican music :) to seek me on the recess playground to have a chat. After that I never forgot my part, but I was still a bit bashful about finishing the scena: walking down the main aisle distributing chocolate coins and apologizing for my sons as Zaccheus.

p.s. Every time I promise myself to set aside money for "real" clothes (my brief wish list consists of Warby Parker sunglasses, a pair of Frye boots I've wanted since before college, monogrammed white pajamas, and replacement nude fishnet stockings), I end up drawn to athletic gear like a moth to a flame. Oy. This time it's Oiselle -- two new sports bras and possibly a tee.

It's not like I won't use it, haha.
26 October 2013 @ 11:23 pm
Sometimes I wish I could be a modern-day Rick Steves because I genuinely enjoy planning trip itineraries, booking accommodations, and packing activities into even the shortest schedules (while avoiding feeling overwhelmed or tired).

Air BnB, yo. Excited for NYC2014 and other trips in the works.
Current Mood: excitedexcited
Current Music: "A-Punk," Vampire Weekend
14 September 2013 @ 01:25 pm
Thank God for great music, dancing with friends, sweat, and endorphins.

But I still hate my mom.

I feel like she and my dad refuse to acknowledge the fact that my siblings and I are trying to be adults with our own priorities, interests, and friends.

That my sister and I would want to willingly spend time with our friends, exercise daily, or see a movie just because we want to (and spending our own money) is apparently alien to her.

Also, because my brother is clinically depressed and anxious he gets a fucking carte blanche to do whatever the hell he wants while my parents' social lives suffer because they have to lie about him and turn down what invitations they do get. And then they gripe about it to my sister and me.


No more apologizing, no more deferring, no more asking for permission. Fuck that shit.

Project Speed Shorts: Turbo is so fucking on starting now. This is fucking war.

Current Mood: angryangry
08 September 2013 @ 02:17 am
I listened to my senior recital for the first time in probably 3 years, and I didn't flinch! (My Skull Candy earbuds also helped.)


1. I still appreciate and smile at the delightfully arcane, carefully curated repertoire. I especially enjoyed listening to my accompanist's introductions and interludes.

2. I can't believe I was allowed (or that I allowed myself??) to sing many F4s through G#4s in full chest voice. (I don't do that anymore.) Then again, I was on drugs and fighting a sinus infection, and it was pretty decent singing back then.

3. I wish I had more dynamic contrast.

4. The actual music was hardly more than 35 minutes, and there was no intermission.

5. I am still amazed/thankful that I was able to pull it off after waking up the day prior with a severe sinus infection and absolutely no voice. Steroid shot + Vitamin B12 + prayer + supportive faculty, friends, and family.

6. I miss singing classically and studying voice.

7. I hope that my musical training isn't just an avocational skill, like people had back in the day. (Although I am not scoffing at that training -- I know many non-professional musicians were/are badasses in their own right.)

8. I know technique and musicianship (including balance in terms of art song repertoire and languages) was a cornerstone of my undergraduate training, but I wish I had had more arias in addition to Baroque oratorio and opera gems.
Current Mood: reflective
Current Music: Debussy: "Claire de lune," from Fêtes Galantes I, no. 3
07 September 2013 @ 11:54 am
I have a problem. I said that I didn't feel the need to buy anymore clothes, exercise or dressy, for a very, very long time after coming off a nearly yearlong stint in high-end retail.

I sold a good deal of my gently-used exercise gear in the last 2 weeks, making a profit despite selling mostly below retail, and then I turned around and bought 2 Zumba! Instructor tops on super-sale ($11.50 and $6.00). Now I am thisclose to buying a pair of colorful Asics boy-leg compression shorts that I fancied on the cover of the latest Runner's World, with a pair of new with tags Zumba! legging/tight that eluded me a few years ago on my watch list.

EDIT (11:15 AM, 9/8): The leggings slipped through my fingers and ended up going for more than I was willing to pay, but I did snag the less expensive Asics shorts instead :p

I experienced my first XC race this morning. I saw "experienced" because it was also my very first (and hopefully very last) DNF. *facepalms* The lessons learned:


1) Embrace the mud. Wear dark-colored, preferably boy-leg compression shorts. I didn’t mind the mess, but I was genuinely afraid of falling in the muck. I understood immediately why the pacer blared, “Soft feet! Soft feet!” as the pack shot through to the first turn and the puddles grew deeper and more treacherous.

After 2 half-marathons, 3 5Ks, bridge run, 2-miler, trail run, many training runs Uptown and on the track, and today’s botched attempt, I think my beloved Minimus pair is finito.

Spray ‘n’ Wash and Penguin Sport Wash on the extra-rinse, heavy cycle are your best friends. I am grateful that the dirt did come out of my clothes.

2) You may be in decent shape (or think so), or have run a trail race, but XC is a different animal. Yikes is all I can say. It wasn’t even the hills. Those were vaguely fun, like a kiddie roller coaster. The heat, the terrain, and my mind and body being unready contributed to the course feeling longer than it was — and I had only traversed bits of it in the warm-up (1.94 miles’ worth) and the 0.8 miles I ran on the clock.

3) Fuel early enough prior to the race. I woke up at 5 AM to eat a Smooth Caffeinator Picky Bar, my pre-race fuel of choice. I still felt a bit logy during the warm-up with Kat and Laura, and during the first mile, while I didn’t feel anything coming up, I didn’t feel so great.

4) I appreciate the track, trail, and road more now.

5) It was heartening to see runners of all builds and body types at the meet, not just the willowy, gazelle-like.

6) I need to incorporate strides into my runs. I need more speedwork and mental toughness in general.

7) I feel awful for letting down my team and biting off more than I could chew.
Houston Marathon training begins in earnest next week, and it’s 4 weeks ‘til my next. Time to make it count for realz.
25 July 2013 @ 11:03 pm
And I am wondering if I am crazy to coincide #seawheezetraining with #projectspeedshorts… Yes? No?

I'm feeling better, lighter, but the weather is still hot and humid. (Note to self: This is why I do January/February half marathons.) I am still looking forward to visiting Vancouver and sight-seeing on my end-of-summer vacation of sorts.

Non sequitor: on my reading list/imaginary nightstand are

1. The Sea of Monsters by Rick Riordan, the second installment in the Percy Jackson and the Olympians five-book series (my voice teacher's son included The Lightning Thief in my birthday parcel :) it was interesting and a fast read, reminiscent of Harry Potter (misfit kid with hidden gifts, sidekicks, quest, treachery, betrayal, etc.) and included the Greek myths that I enjoyed as a kid.

2. Wheat Belly by William Davis, M.D. A yoga teacher friend of mine posted a fact that features in the book, that ingesting 2 slices of whole wheat bread raises your blood sugar more than just eating plain sugar… I've been making an effort not to eat processed foods, dairy, and wheat products as I amp up the final days of training, so this will be an interesting read.

What is gross to me is the preview video stated that wheat contains a protein (not gluten, something else beginning with a G) that endows wheat products with a morphine-like quality -- so you want more wheat products and food in general! Eeek. I knew cheese had that ability, but bread, too? Well, no wonder grilled cheese, pizza, etc. are such "comfort foods." YUCK.

3. Unfinished (finish ASAP!): Salt, Sugar, and Fat: How the Food Giants Hooked Us by Michael Moss
This Side of Paradise by F. Scott Fitzgerald (a re-read for the first time in 5+ years)
From the Mixed-Up Files of Mrs. Basil E. Frankweiler by E.L. Konigsburg (may she rest in peace). One of my favorite books, ever, I've loved it since we first read it in 6th grade. I still have my dogeared, highlighted, underlined copy today :)

4. To read soon: Running with the Buffaloes: A Season Inside with Mark Wetmore, Adam Goucher, and the University of Colorado Men's Cross Country Team by Chris Lear
The Impossible Lives of Greta Wells by Andrew Sean Greer
Cinderella Ate My Daughter: Dispatches from the Front Lines of the New Girlie-Girl Culture by Peggy Orenstein
Is Everyone Hanging Out Without Me? (And Other Concerns) by Mindy Kaling (although I suspect, like Tina Fey's Bossypants, which was still quite hilarious in book form, this would be 100x better as an audio book with Ms. Kaling narrating!)
28 June 2013 @ 10:49 am
After a week of eating cruddily and limping along with cross-training, I feel like I am getting things done today :)

Walking confidently into new doors opened, asking for what I want, ready for new experiences.

And that I am grateful and open to new possibilities.

Last Monday's revelation was refreshing -- I hadn't felt that clear and powerful since the last night of Landmark, when I felt so high on life, like an animal of prey honed in and sharply focused.

Also, these articles helped to cement the feeling of "It's going to be okay!"

1. "You can't always get what you want." by Kara Goucher for Run the Edge

2. "Why Taking a Break Isn't the End" by Ashley at (never)homemaker

3. "Don't Blame the Bikini, Blame the Bikini Culture" at Her.Meneutics | ChristianityToday.com

Okay, time to hit the pool for my 50-minute conversational pace run!

(My birthday is on Sunday, and I'm spending it and the following days with some of my favorite people!)

"First clean the inside of the cup and dish, and then the outside also will be clean." - Matthew 23:26
Current Mood: excitedexcited
18 June 2013 @ 02:55 pm
Current favorites include:

- Arrested Development -- I can't believe I never watched it when it was on the air! So hilarious. Like Wes Anderson narration and The Royal Tenenbaums dysfunction coupled with The Office documentary style and 30 Rock quirkiness.

- Pure Barre -- I enjoy dance, period, and enjoyed Xtend Barre a few summers ago (different, I know), and two immediate thoughts during my first class were 1) I love/hate it!, and 2) it might be more challenging than CrossFit. The website said that clients see a difference in as few as 10 classes, so I'm attending 10 classes by my birthday. Today was #4. Pure Barre is also responsible for introducing me to the current Robin Thicke hit "Blurred Lines," which I was so sure was a 70s hit that will likely soon find its way onto Dancing with the Stars. (I want to do a funk routine with samba rolls in my Zumba! class to this song…)

- Picky Bars -- non-GMO, gluten-free by pro athletes. Lauren's Mega Nuts, the original flavor, tastes like a souped-up PB&J with chocolate chips! Yum.


I am still figuring out what to do on my birthday… And I am trying to decide if I want to sign up for the 10th Anniversary Nike Women's Half Marathon in San Francisco in October. The race where tuxedoed San Francisco Firefighters with silver trays distribute sterling silver Tiffany's finisher necklaces in the famous blue boxes.

I am also trying not to be overwhelmed by this week; I feel like I've overcommitted myself, but today, the cancellation of both my Zumba! class and a kids' yoga class in which I was going to assist have helped make it feel more like a day off than a packed schedule.
Current Music: "Blurred Lines (feat. T.I. & Pharrell)," Robin Thicke
13 June 2013 @ 09:24 am

- Chafing or burn from the heart rate monitor (HRM) band, even if it's correctly adjusted/sized
- Sports bra/singlet tan (eek) -- I think I need some sport spray-on sunscreen
- Feeling dehydrated during a long run the morning after a delightful al fresco dinner (red snapper caught by our lovely host/coach, rosemary potatoes, salad, baguette, and lemon cupcakes) because I had literally three sips of white wine (I have virtually no alcoholic tolerance, alas)
- Less pliable calves in downward dog
- Really loving/hating the wallsplits and assisted Hanuman/Monkey Pose/split in yoga
- Eating like a jerk for 5-6 days and recouping starting now with the help of Picky Bars and meals like this


- Runner's high and feeling like you could go on even after a sweaty, challenging run
- Stronger, more toned legs
- Cardiovascular endurance and stamina
- Realizing last night, among a group of diverse women, that one common thread is that we have some of our best friends and conversations because of running... which made me realize even more that it's going to be okay
Current Mood: gratefulgrateful
Current Music: "María (Pablo Flores Spanglish Radio Edit)," Ricky Martin
30 May 2013 @ 08:51 pm
Project TackleBoxSpeedShortsBirthdayBash

For my birthday, I'm giving myself my resolve, confidence, love, and more wardrobe options.

1. to successfully train for 2013 SeaWheeze Half Marathon with a 1:45:00 time goal
2. to fit easily into my Run: Speed Shorts (and other gear)
3. to weigh, at most, 115 lbs on my birthday (about 10 lbs away) on June 30

1. follow the training plan; can re-arrange to factor in Tuesday and Thursday workouts with my training group; do not renege on long runs!
2. eat plantstrong, whole foods (eggs and fish are allowed, sparingly)
3. eschew dairy, refined carbohydrates, and sweets
4. one cheat day per 2 weeks
5. continue to log meals and activity
6. drink at least half my body weight daily in water
Current Music: "Finger Back," Vampire Weekend