Lunch with a side of Vitamin D

April 7, 2010 at 1:47 pm | Posted in Uncategorized | 1 Comment
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Today, I decided that my cross training would be running around like a chicken with my head cut off.  It seemed aerobic enough and it was all that fit in my schedule ;).

This came up while I was walking the monsters, thinking about all the things I should/need to be doing.  Ahh, yes.  Those nagging thoughts.

Breakfast was pre-headless chicken running.  A bowl of puffed wheat (which I have decided tastes exactly like air — but it’s in the cupboard, so I’m eating it to get rid of it) with skim milk, one egg + one egg while over easy with pepper and ICED COFFEE!

Like my plates?  In case you can’t tell, they are a Hawaiian shirt and a pair of board shorts.  My cereal says “aloha!”  Can you tell I’m ready for vacay?

Sam worked at Starbucks many moons ago and knows the secret of making iced coffee at home.  No, smarty pants, it is NOT just simply pouring coffee over ice.  There’s more to it than that, particularly if you want it to taste delicious and not like watery coffee.  Eww.  We’ve had some really warm temps in our midwestern state and it just seems seasonal to start the day with iced coffee.  It looks swell in my Green Monster cup, no?

I rushed and rushed to tackle tasks left and right both at home and at work and took a break to meet up with a friend for lunch.

Haha, yes, Sam is my friend as well as my husband.  It all counts.  We ate lunch outside in the middle of campus, enjoying some sunshine (yay Vitamin D) and aesthetics.

I had a pb&(strawberry)j on natural whole wheat bread.  Mmm.  Whoever first paired pb&j should be sainted, don’t you think?  They go together so well.  I also had some veggie chips (unpictured), tried to pack a vine ripe tomato in a baggie (packaging FAIL), a banana (conveniently in its own packaging ;)) and some applesauce.

It was nice to see Sam in the middle of the day.  We work at the same university, but some days we could be working on different planets because our jobs are so different, we never run into each other in an official capacity.

A funny thing is happening among those of us in my family who are running the half marathon on Sunday, a mere 4 days away!  We’re all getting way more cautious and worried.  Sam skipped a usual CrossFit workout to avoid potential injury, I fretted about tripping over an open kitchen drawer (did I break anything?  sprain anything?) and Lisa (my sis) is wondering if she’s ready to run despite having to take it easy because of a cold.  Anything that might derail us from running Sunday and the culmination of 12 weeks of training is given a wide and generous berth.

The only one not acting like this is my dad.  My hypothesis is because he’s run a marathon before, he’s way more chill about this half.  Well, truthfully, he’s way more chill than anyone else I know.  I did not inherit this calmness.

I am freaking out.  A co-worker pulled up the race map today to see where in town it will be run.  Just looking at the map made my stomach do flips.  Eek!

It’s a combination of excitement this is finally happening AND that this is my first half marathon ever.  Double eek.

If you’re a runner/racer: How early does your race excitement/anxiety set in?  A week before?  The morning of?  At the starting line?

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Do you hear what I hear?

March 26, 2010 at 11:42 am | Posted in Uncategorized | Leave a comment
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Happy Friday to you!  I hope your day is going along swimmingly. 🙂

Thanks for your comments on my anxiety — I think I’m in a much better head space now, even if it just helped to share it and admit that’s how I was feeling.  Behold, the power of the interwebs!  I will get through that half marathon SOMEHOW — the how doesn’t matter much, the getting through does. 🙂

I got up this morning, wary of my sore knee.  I did some extra stretching of my IT band last night (since I think that’s the culprit) in hopes it would work itself out overnight.  A day of rest and extra stretching seemed to have done the trick and I was ready to go today!  I set out for 5 miles and just told myself to enjoy the run.  Don’t worry about the pace or the effort, just run 5 miles because you want to.  I took it easy, even slowing myself down a little bit every now and then, and was very happy and very clear-minded when I finished.

My run made me realize you truly need to always listen to your body.  You need to listen, you don’t need to eavesdrop. What’s the difference?

Well, sometimes, when I feel some pain or an ache, I get a little hypersensitive to it.  I over analyze it, I worry about it and I go looking for it.  I take something minor and by eavesdropping on my body instead of just listening, I turn it into a horrible, training-devastating malady.  I thought a lot about this on my run, because I was concerned my IT band would start to act up and I worried how that would affect my last couple of weeks of training.

The first mile, I was totally eavesdropping, just waiting for something to be “said” about the pain.  Then I realized — this is NOT how I want to spend this trip around the neighborhoods.  So I took my ear away from the door and I thought, “pain will find me if it’s going to show up, I will not have to go looking for it…just wait and see.”  The pain never showed up and I’m glad I chilled out about it.  I could have had a less awesome run because I was over thinking things.

Since I learned my lesson yesterday about not having enough protein in my brekkie, I fixed that today!  After a 5 mile run, a 1.5 mile walk with the monsters and a some strength work, I was STARVING.

A Green Monster Smoothie (with protein powder in it) and a smallish bowl of Trader Joe’s High Fiber O’s (they pack some protein, too) with skim milk fixed that.  I munched on a piece of almond butter whole wheat toast and some coffee with organic half and half and light agave pre-run for some fuel.  Check out my mug — that’s solid advice right there!

Lunch…ah, lunch.  I have to admit, I really wanted to pack something fun.  I wanted to eat something different.  It didn’t happen.  We’re running low on groceries and my imagination took a vacation.  So, I’m having this:

I don’t even really know if this counts as a sandwich.  Two pieces of all natural whole wheat bread with REAL strawberry jam and half a banana.  I know, right?

On the side, a cup of zucchini slices with pepper (destined to be nuked in the office microwave soon), two Gala apples and “veggie” chips.  I got these at Aldi’s last week because I was intruiged.  A veggie chip?  Natural? Neat!

No.  Not neat.  These are basically just natural, baked (I think?) potato chips.  They used dehydrated veggies to make them.  I won’t be getting them again.  If I’m going to eat “potato” chips, I’m going to eat potato chips (though I don’t very often).  Not worth it.  Oh well, worth the experience!  At least everything fits the “If It Doesn’t Have Mama” March challenge — which is rapidly coming to a close.  I can’t believe it!  Where is March going?

I have a full day of work ahead of me and some fun this weekend, so better buckle down and take care of what needs doing before I can do what feels fun! 🙂

Con besos y abrazos,

Bethany

Without further ado…

March 25, 2010 at 8:22 pm | Posted in Uncategorized | 5 Comments
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*drumroll please* The recipe for Pork a la Sam! 🙂  This is really a basic dish of pork in wine sauce, but it’s Sam’s specialty and he’s always changing it up, so that’s why we call it what we do.  The recipe below is my version.

Pork a la Sam

Ingredients:

🙂 One large (or two smaller) butterfly pork chop (or regular pork chop — just pork people, no bone)

🙂 One medium onion, sliced in rings

🙂 Two cloves of garlic, chopped

🙂 Leftover red wine (any will do — merlot, cab, shiraz, etc) the kind you can’t drink anymore because you forgot you had it — approx. 1/2 cup

🙂 Pepper and EVOO

Step one: Go around a pan twice with the EVOO, set on medium heat (don’t go higher — EVOO has a lower smoke point, meaning higher heat will burn that baby up)

Step two: Pepper your pork liberally.  LIBERALLY.

Step three: Add pork to heated pan, pepper side down.  Place onion rings and garlic around pork.  Pepper the other side of the pork.  LIBERALLY.

Step four: When pork is “seared” on one side, flip to sear uncooked side.  Don’t worry about not cooking the pork all the way through, you’ll get to it.  I wouldn’t let you get food poisoning!

Step five:  Add wine to pan.  Cover reduce to medium-low heat.  Allow to cook for about 15 minutes.  Check for doneness.

Step six: Plate and serve!  Drizzle leftover “wine sauce” from pan over top of onions/garlic/pork.  YUUUUUUUM.

If you’re tired of eating chicken while trying to avoid red meat, pork is excellent.  Versatile and delish, give it a try!

Dinner tonight was almost as snazzy: Jalapeno burgers!  We actually call them “japaleno” burgers — it was a verbal gaff of a friend and has stuck ever since.  Soooo good.

Sam had his with a bun, I had mine without but with Pepper Jack cheese.  No, I’m not going all Atkins, it’s just I couldn’t find reasonably priced buns that fit with “If It Doesn’t Have a Mama” March. Bummer.  Sweet potato fries made me smile, though, with organic ketchup.  The veggies (Brussels sprouts and lima beans) on the side kept it real, homies.  Real nutritious ;).

I mentioned in the previous post I was going to talk about some anxiety I’ve been dealing with.  I’m sharing it here because I know several of you are runners and could offer some great insight.

Here goes:

I am having a general freak-out over the fact that as of today, the half marathon is 17 days away.  I only have two more long runs (the longest being 10 miles) and then…it’s go time.

Maybe it’s the fact that this is getting more “real”, maybe it’s the fact that soon, I’m going to have to put my running shoes where my registration money is, but this is really getting to me.  I plod along on this Hal Higdon training schedule (which I picked after some Googling, site browsing and instilling my trust in Hal’s blue eyes) and I never question how it’s all going to work.

I question it now.

I’m only running 10 miles before jumping to 13.1.  What if I can’t?  What if I get to 10 and then my motor shuts down or my shoelaces break or I just stop moving like the Tin Man after a rainy day?

These are the stupid thoughts that creep into my regular runs and I try and fight them off as best I can.  I try visualization tricks — I tell myself: imagine the finish line.  There’s my mom, there’s Sam (because he’ll inevitably finish faster than I will), there are all the people getting their participation medals…you’re coming down the home stretch, you feel great, you have a big smile on your face, you’re ready to own this…

But in the back of my mind, I can’t help but think: what if that doesn’t happen?  What if I have to walk to the finish line in this scenario?  What if I never make it to the finish line — I wander into the woods and they find me later, mumbling my race number over and over again?  What if what if what if?

I was doing okay fighting these “lizard brain” voices, until I woke up this morning with a very sore knee.  I’ve had issues with my IT band before and I took today as a rest day in fear it was acting up.  But it’s more than my knee that’s bothering me — it’s my brain.  I’m still just a newbie at this.

HELP!  How do you handle race anxiety?  Do you even have it?  Is it because this is my first “big” race?

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