Saturday, February 27, 2010
Nothing says birthday love like a glamor shots picture of us the night we first met, it was love at first sight. Maybe that was all the wine we were drinking, maybe not. But I'd like to think our creepy kind of love is REAL! I am having this made into keychains, photo album covers and t-shirts. The t-shirts we will wear in Chicago during our late birthday week celebration together. Interweb, if you would like to order your own, please feel free.
I honestly don't know what I'd do without the Worm, she makes me laugh on a daily basis, and I'm pretty sure without her I wouldn't know the joy of meat. In boxes. Or just how fantastic the color pink really is. I think she is an amazing friend and woman. I'm pretty sure we are ALMOST like the same person. We almost share a birthday, we both love beef and beer and rainbows. Is there even any difference? I think not.
Who wins the creepy award now?! Yeah, that's right, I win. Happy Birthday Ashley, I hope it's fan-rematteffing-tastic!
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
After sleeping in big time Sunday morning I puttered around and the weather was better than Saturday's had been, so I ventured out for another lonely long run. Sigh. It was stupid cold, but not stupid windy, so I didn't wimp out and sure did do my run outside. This had to be my worst run of the year, and since I started running again. I sure did have a small break down a few miles in (thanks to some sock issues and being emotionally drained) and things didn't improve that much from there. But I was slapped around after some serious pouting and reminded that bad runs, kinda like shit, happen. So I moved on. Ate some post long run Pho and enjoyed my night.
Although there WAS something significant that happened on that run of mine. I was lopping along at my slow little pace along a street near my neighborhood when a Suburban with two gentlemen pulled up next to me. THAT'S not creepy for a girl running alone with an iPod in! But no worries, the first thing they said was, "are you running a marathon?" And I knew they meant training for one, so I explained my OKC thing and it just so happened I was talking to the Wichita race directors armed with a city map. They were so nice and chatty and it was a great distraction. Right.....just going to go ahead and delete that snarky little post I had drafted airing my frustrations with the Wichita Race Directors.... chirp.... It turns out sharing my grievances over some recent changes to our two major local races (we don't have a lot of races, or a super supportive community in regard to running in here) to the faces of the race directors eliminated my need to slap my frustrations all over the interweb.
It turns out these guys were out charting the course for the NEW Wichita Prairie Fire Marathon, (hmmm, i just realized the logo looks like a rabbit with fire coming out of it's butt... ummm might want to reconsider that...just sayin'...is it running fast because it had to much mexi, orrrr....???) taking place on 10.10.10. Sigh. Frustration number one. They asked me if I planned on running that, and I told them I would have LOVED to, and I was really bummed about the fact it is landing on the day of Chicago, and that I already signed up for Chicago. Then I asked if they were going to have the new course go through my 'hood and sure enough they are. SWEET! I shared my excitement and hopes to do the Wichita M in 2011. They were so nice about it all, so I forgave them for choosing the date they did and realized they are simply trying to make our running community as good as it can possibly be.
But then... THEN, I shared with them my REAL beef. The date change of the Wichita Half Marathon. That OTHER race I need a little redemption at. I told them since I was doing the OKC half I couldn't participate in the Wichita Half which I was severely disappointed about. You see the Wichita Half used to be in September, but they moved it to April 25. Right. That's the day of OKC, a race which TONS of Wichita runners do every year. They understood my frustration and were again really nice about it. So I forgave them, but only a little. I'm still frustrated I'm going to miss yet another (thanks to those little stress fractures) Wichita Half where I can't get sweet redemption and take on my nemesis.... THAT woman, fanny pack. Another big sigh. What is a girl supposed to do? So I carried on with my run feeling better about my Wichita race frustrations and hoping next year I can get a little redemption and finally run a full marathon in my city.
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
However. The Kansas weather showed up Sunday morning, wind chills in the single digits, wind gusting up to 40 mph, mixed with pending snow. Katie called and we decided 10 miles, part of it run out in an open field, in the weather and on that course (which goes over a lot of sand, because yes, little known fact, Wichita is a very sandy city, especially along river banks--which the race is run along, random but true) was a bad idea. So I wimped out. Like a true Fair Weather Runner. I was a total and utter wimp. Because I sure did take those 14 miles inside to the Y. But here is my reasoning. The wind. I can take the cold, the sleet, the rain, the snow, anything really. But the wind? No. It makes me cry. I was positive that if I attempted to those 14 miles in the evil wind I would end up curled in a fetal position on the side of a road, where wild dogs would surely find me and eat me. All thanks to THAT marathon (yeah, i say THAT marathon like someone would say THAT woman... you know, with total disdain).
So I wimped out. I was a wimp wimp wimp wimp wimp. Hey, at least I admit it. I had no desire to face the wind after an already semi-tiring weekend. So the YMCA track and treadmill it was, I split my run between the two and called it good. THEN I discovered the absolute joy that is chocolate milk after a long run. Oh my. It was delightful. I never understood how The Lawyer or some other running buddies could stand to drink chocolate milk after a long run. But for some reason on Sunday I was craving it. I think I'm hooked. WHO KNEW!? So there you go, an uneventful, non-painful, semi-boring 14 miler where I watched the Olympics or pestered my friends via text. In addition to that 14 miler I did manage to run my two other scheduled runs, but left out a few miles thanks to a busy-ish tiring week.
As for this week, it's one of those weeks where you try and jam as much in as you can among big events... like work and a sister getting married and all the activities that surround helping her get ready for that. Yeah, my sister is getting married on Saturday, and I'm so excited for her, it's just wonderful! I plan to stick to my long run schedule and knock that long run out on Sunday, we'll see how the weekend goes with so much family in town. The good news is that YOU interweb will get to see the FWR in a big pink fluffy dress. Of this I promise you... can't wait can you?
Friday, February 12, 2010
So really that race was a big fat excuse to spend a weekend with my girlfriends in Kansas City. The race itself was pretty fun and different, and yes, it is totally underground so it wasn't freezing, which was fantastic. But that wasn't the highlight of the weekend by any means, that would be the before and after the race! There was a nice little Kansas blahggie meeting (but bummer Anna didn't find us, hopefully next time we will make sure she finds us) with myself, The Chicken, The Worm, The Sri Lankan and The Lawyer. The Chicken, of course, put us all to shame with his ridiculous speed, and the Sri Lankan got some 10K redemption, The Worm had a good 5K and The Lawyer was in the same boat as me, missing her PR by a teensy bit. I think it was a good race for all of us. Plus we had The Sri Lankan's husband, the Sherpa, to watch over all of our stuff, and guide us, we seriously had it made that morning!
As for the race itself, I wasn't planning on running it well, if you remember I claimed I wouldn't have a good showing. That said, hypothetically I shouldn't complain that I missed my PR by two seconds...even though inside I might, just maybe, had been fuming about it for a day or two. Hard to tell. But what can you do? I felt good the whole race, and am beating myself up that if I had done a few things differently (like peed before the race...yeah that's a lot of information, but it's true), or not stopped for a drink, I could have gotten a PR. But I'm over it, and the weekend of fun MORE than made up for missing that little PR, seriously, meh, 10Ks aren't my thing... I don't think anyway.
The good stuff, the events surrounding the race, so for that, I give you photos. Because it cannot be summed up in simple words! Even though the pictures can't do it justice, I swear my abs were sore for days from laughing so hard over the course of 24 hours with these girls (and the sherpa and running chicken). It was ridiculous really. Whoever decided the four of us should be allowed to be together for extended periods of time had NO idea what they were asking for. We choose to believe it was fate. So enjoy:
*the worm and i are VERY mature, and found these mini grocery carts filled with sweet potato fries not only delicious, but quite fun, it doesn't take a lot to entertain us, clearly. this was pre-race dinner at blanc burgers and oh dear if that wasn't hands down the best burger i've ever had!*
*the lawyer is sad that ashley and i heart each other, or because ashley took my leftovers...
Monday, February 8, 2010
Monday, February 1, 2010
Registration Confirmation for:
I'll be heading to Chi-Town again this year, but this time to run, not volunteer. Pretty sure this has already been a pretty fantastic morning! Between one last gym date with my girlfriend who is moving to California later today, and registering for Chicago? This Monday has nothing on me.
In other news, I have a 10K race, killer weekend spent with my lovely girlfriends, and my Winter Park stories to still post about at some point this week. I'll get to it eventually, because sorry, Chicago won out over all of that today!