6 miles, the 5am wake up eluded me. See you Sunday, betch. city girls (and boy) are off to the country. Over and Manhattan, we out
So weather report: It’s still hot.
Day 4 continued: had a pretty strugglebus run last night (on my part not hers, OBVIOUSLY) with the ever taller than me (which I can deeply appreciate being 5’9″) and wonderful Michelle . My plan (crafted by the speedy and lovely Jess ) called for an “easy” 4 mile run which should have been, well, easy, minus the 97 degree temperatures at 7:45pm when we started our run. Cramping calfs and general lack of breathing ability in this weather led to a few more water and stretch breaks (SORRY AGAIN M!!!) than I would wish on my worst enemy. And I called it at 3.5. Sometimes when the strugglebus encourages you to walk home? You do.
Day 5! Indoor activity!!! The gym finally got it’s act together and fixed the AC. Bliss. Today was a legs day, which was as one would imagine, painful. I foam rolled a bit after but still feel like my legs were steamrolled by the aforementioned bus. So tomorrow’s ‘easy’ 6 miles should be, uhm, not easy??
Since I don’t have an #inspiring picture of my beet red sweaty face from last night, I will offer you something else instead…
THE FRIDAY FACE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Wuhhhhhrtttt? It’s Fuhhhhridayyyy?
I have a way of communicating with my dog where I know exactly what she’s thinking and what tone she would speak in if she were human, so don’t worry about it, and you’re welcome.
So, please tell, when the strugglebus calls? Do you heed the call?? HAPPY FRIDAY! Hydrate with alcoholic beverages, it’s the only safe solution, really.
Also, does listening to the Elton John & Bill Joel Pandora stations at work all day make me awesome or lame? On second thought? Don’t answer that.
Since I haven’t run yet today (plans are for a 99 degree run this evening on the water with a gorgeous running buddy…) I decided this will have to satiate all three of you until that scintillating recap is ready (I ran, it was hot <– think I just recapped it???)
Tagged by the ever speedy and running Abby, I decided to share this list with my three readers. Please enjoy a glimpse into my
A. Attached or single?
Attached. The guy is tall. And a good catch if I do say so myself. (Pats self on back for hiding some of my inner crazy sometimes from him)
B. Best friend?
The tall guy, my puppies and some gorgeous ladies
GRATUITOUS DOG PICTURES!
C. Cake or pie?
Eh , tostitos please?
D. Day of choice?
Thursday night. I can boss through a Friday and perseverate on the weekend ‘appropriately’ then
E. Essential item?
F. Favorite color?
Black & white. It’s one color.
G. Gummy bears or worms?
Yack. Sour patch kids and Swedish fish ONLY
H. Home town?
Westchester, NY. The best-Chester
I. Favorite indulgence?
10 minute massages when I get a manicure. I mean it never gets old hearing “WOW! You are SO tight and tense! YIKES!” Right? Indulgent.
J. January or July?
January, I like the forward view
Keep them quiet and seated at restaurants. And you know what? They’re not ALL cute. But mainly they’re fine.
L. Life isn’t complete without?
Wine, cheese and coffee
Too much wine?
M. Marriage date?
I did this, really. For the majority of my wedding.
N. Number of brothers/sisters?
1 brother and getting one SISTER in August!!!
Old SKOOL brother & sister summer fun.
New school VEGAS sister fun!
O. Oranges or Apples?
Apples even though I’m allergic. I power through. Don’t be a quitter.
Vomit, Cats, the suburbs and wall to wall carpeting. Pretty much in that order.
“One need never leave the confines of New York to get all the greenery one wishes—I can’t even enjoy a blade of grass unless I know there’s a subway handy, or a record store or some other sign that people do not totally regret life.” – Frank O’Hara
“And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don’t believe in magic will never find it.” –Roald Dahl
“I can’t even with this”
R. Reasons to smile?
Living and loving in Manhattan. There’s always a reason, you just have to find it.
S. Season of choice?
Fall. It’s everything.
T. Tag 5 People.
You’re ALL tagged. You’re all cooler than me and have probably done this.
U. Unknown fact about me?
My right pinky was cut (well I cut it carving a pumpkin…) and never grew correctly and is mini-sized and I can only bend it one way. It’s awesome.
Kale. I hate that it’s trendy, it’s so effing delicious.
W. Worst habit?
Being chronically early
X. X-Ray or ultrasound?
X-ray. Chill on the babies peopleeeee
Y. Your favorite food?
Wine, cheese, bread
Z. Zodiac sign?
What’s your zodiaccc signnnnnn. MIX TRACKKKKKKK. Oh, right. Cancer I think but didn’t that change?
Oh, so you’re not tired of hearing how hot it is? Good!! You want to hear about my dress sticking to my back on my walk to the subway (I think i got burnt, it’s a 4 minute walk…maybe it will fade to a tan…) Ok well I am sick of it so I’ll stop right there. But suffice to say this heat is bananaaaagrams. That is all.
Today was an upper body strength training session w/some abs thrown in for good measure. The AC at the gym was riding the struggle bus big-time (thanks to the lovely Michelle for this phrase which has quickly become my favorite way of describing myself, my dogs and everything in between…(“Blue is really riding the STRUGGLE BUS to listening and not mauling Jersey today…” “I am a permanent member of the STRUGGLE BUS unless I get a glass of wine in me…” Etc.)
And although this scintillating content-rich post doesn’t NEED anything to make it more life altering or utterly inspiring (#inspired !!!!) , I will end with a picture of my Old English Sheepdog puppy (Brooklyn Blue aka Blue aka NO! STOP! DON’T DO THAT!!!!!!!!!!! who is practically blind he needs a haircut so badly. I thought they only cure for that kind of fro-age (until he gets his hair did) is a hair tie. My husband was furious. I shouldn’t have a male dog….
Tell me how you’re managing the heat, or complaining about it?? My strategy is a very dramatic sigh when I get into the AC of my office. And then wearing a sweater all day while complaining how cold the AC is.
That won’t get old right? As in “Day 67″….Let’s see. Easy start after a rest day yesterday (my favorite kind of day) following a bachelorette weekend in Vegas to celebrate my new sisterrrrr (as of August! well already in spirit but let’s make it official then, yes?) SO while I wish I was still at Tao, Tryst, Marquee, Encore Beach Club and various other places enjoying non-Marathon appropriate beverages, here I am in swampy 100000 degree NYC trying to get some training in. Today was a quick 2.75 mile jaunt in the AM and tonight twill be a 1 hour full body training session. I miscalculated the route which was ending at my favorite coffee shop in my new hood and unapologetically stopped short of 3 miles to get an iced bev. Again, I want to say I’m sorry, but that would be a lie. Hydration is important in marathon training, yes or yes?
What’s YOUR hydrating strategy? Maybe it’s wine or margaritas or maybe you drink that stuff called NUUN that real runners seem to talk about? Please enlighten me since wine in my water bottle is ideal, but unlikely to allow me to WIN the marathon (which I am clearly poised to do post 2.75 mile run.) DISCUSS
In 2010, I ran a lot of miles. I’m going to do that again this year. See above for flattering, attractive marathon photo. Well we’ve been to this rodeo before. I had a blog, I neglected said blog. I work with blogs. You know the story (since my only readers are probably my parents, HEY MOM AND DAD!) But it seemed best to try to document the next 16 weeks, filled with running, travel and celebrations and keep myself accountable to, well, my mom and dad? and the four other people who decide to read. So buckle up, 16 weeks of training, very little running before that, this should be interesting if nothing else?
Are you a runner? Would you only run if you were being chased by the police? Tell me which camp you’re in??
No really, tell a friend. Well since I have probably lost most of my 4 followers and probably have 2… (thanks for the loyalty Mom & Dad!!!) it will surely be a slow start back on the road to blogging. But though the road is long and potentially treacherous, I will prevail. And I never, ever exaggerate don’t forget… 😉 So to recap, I got married, got a new job, planned the entire wedding by single-handedly, went on the most amazing honeymoon ever, and now I am swimming in free time. Swimming. Like front stroke, back stroke….you know. But it’s not like I swim, so don’t quote me on those strokes. So I figured I would loop you three in while I swim, or float, and enjoy my husband (!!!!!???) puppy and everything NYC has to offer, but mainly fitness and food. So to apologize for my absence to the three of you who cared, I offer some pictures of my wedding as a peace offering. And a link to my AMAZING photographer’s website where I was able to share the story of my wedding, from start to finish 🙂
All photos below courtesy of http://www.anthonyvazquez.com/
First dance (Billy Joel, New York State of Mind). Clearly, I’m a very serious wife/dancer.
There’s no better party than your own wedding. As is evidence by this air guitar gem… (Photo credit NOT Anthony Vazquez, one of my epic friends.) I am only glad I have yet to see my wedding video where I rapped “This is How we do it”. Every Word. Solo. And I only had a couple glasses of champagne….
Best night of my life. And Boom. I’m married. And up in the air.
Honeymoon post to come. Think: Lions and tigers and South Africa, oh my!! 🙂
So lovelies what have YOU been up to lately??? Tell!!