Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Did you know there's no traffic at 4am?

I've recently received two videos of my nephew laughing, and I knew if I didn't see it in person as soon as humanly possible I wouldn't be able to survive. So I scheduled a trip home for Presidents' Weekend (this weekend, for those of you who don't get bank holidays off).

My hometown is in upstate NY, so while they didn't get the worst of Nemo, they got about a foot of snow dumped on them. Naturally, my first thought was "how will this affect my running?", and the answer was "quite negatively". I don't own yaktraxx because I'm a soft Marylander now and Amazon Prime didn't even have them in my size. My YMCA membership does give me access to a treadmill there. So that left me either slogging through 20 miles of deep, icy snow or running 20 miles on the treadmill.

After a dream where I ran back and forth across the living room for three hours and called that my long run, I decided I needed to create option C. 

Running 20 miles before work. I've done that once before, but that was in August during the week given to teachers to set up our classrooms, meaning I could work at my own pace, take a break if I needed to, and most importantly wouldn't have people calling my name every single second. This was my longest run before actually teaching. 

All things considered, this was a pretty good run. The weather was decent, there's minimal traffic at 4am, and I listened to some hilarious podcasts and my audiobook. Surprisingly my legs felt fine even though I'd done another 20 miler 3 days ago. I even felt energetic at work, I wasn't dragging at all (probably all that meat) - but I'm sure that will come back to haunt me sooner or later.

To make things extra interesting I had four interns watching me all morning, and I was really concerned that I wouldn't be able to put together a coherent sentence, much less teach children AND model my profession for college students. 

Even more concerning was my outfit choice. Sometimes I look through old pictures for the blog and realize I'm wearing clothes that I've had for five years. 

Or ten years. 

I finally got some new clothes this weekend, and even though my fashion guru friend Casi helped me pick them out (and told me "no" like 37 times when I picked up lame crap that looked good to me), I was still worried about using them to create an outfit by myself.

I had a vision of these young college girls showing up and me thinking I was all fashionable but in their eyes being all Dr. Evil - "I'm hip, I'm cool!"


So I had to spend Monday night texting pictures to Casi and my sister and get the fashionista approval.

The final selection.
In summary, I don't really know how I came off to the interns but in my mind I nailed it.

I listened to a hilarious two part podcast series about how delicious McDonalds is this morning which led me to take a brief pause during my run to investigate whether or not Shamrock shakes were finally out at the location nearest to us. They were. Game on. Then I stupidly drove home and sat down on the couch and completely forgot to get one. Somehow I convinced myself to walk over and get us some anyway because they would match my pants.

Yeah, not so much, but I'm pretty sure I made the right choice. 

Are you good at dressing yourself or are you like me?

What's the craziest thing you've ever done to get a workout in? This was nuts but 100% worth it for extra baby time this weekend!


  1. i wish i hadnt seen that shamrock shake. i may be crapping green for the next month.

  2. Holy hell, 3 am? Way to go, rock star. Seriously, that takes some motivation!

    And also, I love those pants!! And those boots. I used to be all great at fashion, but then the outdoor world happened to me and I consider Patagonia dressing nicely. Well, and I live in Colorado where flip flops and a fleece are standard fare. But, I've decided recently that I need to reclaim my former glory, so I've been trying to get better about it.


  3. Wow, super impressive! I cannot imagine what that run must have been like in the cold, dark winter. I bet you are happy to have it out of the way. And, Shamrock shake! Yes, please. Now, I just need to use some of your inspiring ways so I can earn one for myself!

  4. My dream job in life would be a personal stylist, so keep the outfits coming. That was really great of you to run 20 miles before teaching to see Harrison more, and he wants me to tell you that he appreciates it, and can't wait!

  5. You really are crazy. I'm so impressed! Now it'll just be me dying for 20 miles on a treadmill. Yay! I guess I can hope and pray the snow melts, but fat chance of that since we're supposed to get more tonight and more this weekend.

    You definitely nailed it with that outfit. I'm not exactly fashionable, but I know what looks good on me, so I just buy a million of the same things.

  6. I told my PT about how you ran 20 miles before work on a Tuesday and how it was getting me so siked about doing long runs again. He told me to stop being friends with you for my own safety haha. Seriously awesome job though. That takes a hell of a lot of dedication.

  7. I had a shamrock shake on Friday. All that green dye #6 tasted off though, so I didn't finish it. That left me sad all weekend long.

  8. 3am isn't getting up early. That's the middle of the goddamn night.

    You so crazy.

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  12. Is the Shamrock shake minty? I'm no good at dressing myself fashionably. If I end up with a fashionable outfit on, it was either by complete accident or my fashionable friend helped me put it together.

    (How many times can one person type the word "fashionble" in one blog comment?)


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