I think this was her first time in Logan fountain, probably her biggest so far. And then they have like this gravelly sandy stuff around it, so she had a blast shaking and rolling.
This was definitely not the deepest fountain. That was the one across from the art museum. She went in and out fine a few days ago, but it was not as full. Today I had to lay on the side and yank her out by the harness. She was so surprised that it was swimming deep. It is really deep for a small fountain, seriously.
Anyway, I let her make a bunch of choices because she did tough it out to almost 11 miles. River to river bitches. It really is so much nicer to run by the Delaware than the Schuylkill. Sorry to the river in my hood, but it is so much better to the East. Now, we are both a little beat. Not as much as I thought, but not getting up any time soon.
Have 2 books to finish and review by the end of the month. Is that soon? Ugh. Sure I will feel really tired when I get to the one I do not like. It is a ROUGH read. Oh well, someday someone will be saying that about me, so it is all interesting and I love the indie publisher, it takes heart for sure.
Breakfast: I don’t love it, especially after working out.
So this is one of the things I’ve tried. Usually it’s something I have at night because then it’s not like all fatty or whatever before bed. But now I tried having it in the AM and it kind of works. It’s just a baked apple with cinnamon, raisins and unsweetened vanilla almond milk. So, protein (ugh, so important post running), vitamins, fiber, good carbs, antioxidants, etc. Just take out the middle and put the raisins and milk in and bake for like 30 minutes at 375…..Also, it is delicious and kind of feels like dessert in the morning….I don’t have anything pre-workout except vinegar water first thing, so I am usually hungry but don’t want anything.
Ready for a different breakfast? Anyone care for sardines in their morning mush? So gross. but the best source of omegas for the mutts, important for the short haired one’s sensitive skin, the long haired one’s coat and skin and also an effective anti-inflammatory for the old guy’s joints.
Finally ran today. It’s been 6 long weeks. Totally a different person.
Of course it was like in the teens and windy as shit. But it definitely kept me running and not walking. So far, mostly okay. New neutral shoes were awesome. Anyway, it wasn’t like an awesome pretty run, but it was amazing. I totally feel like myself again finally. And I might go crazy and eat carbs today. And hopefully will sleep tonight. It’s been a long time with no sleep. I think i got like 2 hours last night. Then woke up and thought of everything I have to do today and couldn’t go back to sleep.
By 9 am I had been to the park twice, vacuumed, got the laundry together and fed the dogs. When I was done vacuuming all of a sudden I had a sharp pain in my thumb. now it is purple and huge. No clue what I did. It could have been running with Trixie going nuts on the leash or moving shit around too fast when i was vacuuming. With 4 animals, you really have to vacuum seriously. Now I am icing my mystery humongous cartoon thumb so I can stay cold as shit all day.
Good thing i got up so early. And my work system is down. All the rushing. Guess I can cook and use the new chopper I got for Christmas. Super excited for a new appliance. Seriously, the sneakers and the chopper are the best gifts ever. I am so old and dorky. But the new running pants are awesome and looking good y’all. See? I am such an endorphin freak. I am totally one of those people who should never not workout. So I am going to ease back into distance, don’t think I am doing any races til Broad Street, so no rush. Just no more time off, seriously.
The beast was A MESS running. She wanted to stop and pee like a boy every other block. Strange. Maybe she is just out of shape too? Then she nearly killed me on the ramp down from the bridge. But she is totally passed out now. Back to work on something I guess. And finish my 24 marathon. DirectTV is playing it straight through with no commercials. Just finishing yesterday’s day one and day two is already recording. I totally forgot so much about the first season. Except how much I love me some Jack Bauer. Oh- and can you believe it was 10 years ago? Crazy. I was talking about it on Twitter with my friend and she reminded me about that whole WWJBD thing. Funny.
Trixie was being bad so I told her I was going to leaf her there. This is the after photo. BAM! Sunday morning jokes are exactly what you would expect.
We also went to see the marathon so I could just die from jealousy. I am dead from serious envy. Have been since I saw the first bibs on Friday. I hate you all. But I love you all! Hope you did so great! Seriously, I want to hate but I can’t. I love distance runners. I love their minds and bodies and strength and discipline and strength of character (I just know that part). So, I cheered a little and took some pics. I was so psyched to do it this year. Then as I was leaving, down the steps from Chestnut, Trix took a corner and trying to protect my hip on the steps, I wrenched the shit out of my back. I hope at least a few runners are sore. No i don’t. Here are some lucky schmucks. These are the people averaging about 7 minute miles halfway in. Oh- and I decided my schedule for the next year is PR at Broad Street and then Philly marathon this day next year. The whole one. I am going in.
This is my worst nightmare. I had to wait at the bottom of the ramp because there was a running group on it. A running group full of women with strollers. Like at least 30 of them, some with those DOUBLE strollers that take up the whole sidewalk. Thank god I was close to the end. Because it was really insane.
Someone should have told every other runner, walker and cyclist on the path that it was CLOSED because the mommy group was using the WHOLE THING. Seriously, I had to stand in the grass to get out of the way. HOW IS THAT IN ANY WAY OKAY? We were actually running, not jogging 3 strollers across, chatting about possible plotlines for the next Sex and the City movie.
I am all for ladies getting out and about with other moms and bringing their kids, etc. Getting out of the house, working out and all that. But this was obnoxious.
YO bitches! I am at 27 miles. #280 out of 2691. Around the globe.
I am way too competitive to live. Seriously. I am in pain, exhausted, dehydrated, etc. And so psyched to be in the top like 15% for everyone and then in the top 35 for women. I am literally 2 days behind. And beating them all (not really).
Now I am doing NaNoWriMo and it is on even more. I am a little behind at 1485 words. On day one I am already judging myself. Because if that is all I do every day I won’t be done until dec. 3. Like they really need to tell me that from jump. My novel is named Rescued. And it will be fucking amazing. Because now I am competing at it. Christ I need to look a little more into whether or not this is destructive. It is not. (I am really not sure)
Pretty cool, no? The challenge started Monday and I did not brave Sandy. So, I’ve been pushing (down to 6 days total) and the app is shaving my time, like one or two tenths a mile. Which would not be so crazy if I wasn’t trying to do so much. I know I ran over 11 miles today and the app has me in for 9.9. How annoying is that? I lost over a mile just because of the app today. I know these routes. I have been using 3 apps after planning them out on Google Earth, by car and just the GPS on my phone. It is reading far below all other measurements. City blocks, the numbered ones, are 1/10 each, consistently. When I run 2 blocks south and then to Front street, it is 23-24 blocks and usually at least 2.1-2.4 miles. On this app- 1.8. It is wrong. Oh- and it’s Strava. I do not recommend it.
So, I dealt with it and followed their deflated numbers. Then when I save them, it cuts them down even more. This morning, the app said 6.8 miles. I saved it. It saved to the site at 6.6. I ran tonight with the idea of 6.8, just had to do 3.2 to hit 10 for the day. Went to 3.5. It saved as 9.9. If that isn’t a bitch. It’s minimizing my distance while I am running and then cutting it when it saves. What the fuck? Anyway, I am still pretty far up considering some of the people above me are in NZ and are already running tomorrow. Still, being behind the 8 ball regardless of my actual distance and time is seriously not rewarding.
I surveyed the city for you guys. Meaning, mostly south of Race and West of Broad. It really didn’t seem that bad out, so we headed to run. It was a little cold at first, but eventually fine. There were a couple places we had to slow down because of the leaves, branches and how slippery the sidewalks are downtown. Parts of JFK, around City Hall and up Market are this super slippery stone. It’s like it’s waxed. Awesome. But not really. Now I have to avoid the white stripes, those slippery new handicap thingies and large amounts of Center City.
Trixie was having a blast, as you can see, we had to play some random tug and she jumped high enough to hit me in the shoulder a couple times. Between walking the slippy parts, pictures and the beast getting crazy, we did not break any land speed records. And then i forgot to turn the app off when i was talking to my neighbor before I came in. I got the mileage, but I look like a tortoise according to my time….
I think when you run almost every day in a city, you kind of develop a different relationship with it. I really wanted to see how everything was. I am so used to going from river to river, or to West Philly or from Front all the way through Chinatown and Fairmount to Kelly Drive. Everything kind of seems close. I have caught myself tagging things as my neighborhood that pretty much no one else would think are close enough to be considered my neighborhood.
Anyway, this is what are slightly over 5+ miles saw this morning at what is usually packed rush hour. City Hall is where the rain really started getting heavier, so that’s the end of the pics and the worst picture…
Still trying the 50 miles in 7 days. We will see, the app seems to be a little behind my usual 2 apps mileage. I might have to kill myself trying.
Hope everyone is okay and sending love and best of luck to my friends in NYC.
They always have to outdo us, don’t they?
Here are some views from the new bridge connecting the Schuylkill River Park to the River Path. I like the hill at the end, then we go downhill again to the Schuylkill Loop and back up Christian, so hills were cool, just over 5 miles total. Not bad for a super tired Monday. I also took one pic of the city. It sucks. I was trying to leave but this guy with a meanie dog wouldn’t get out of the way. He was just turning her head. Like he was fooling her. She is a huge Neo mastiff who was super friendly until jackass starting breeding her and stealing her babies.
That’s the only drawback of the bridge, it’s a bit narrow for purposes of passing people, for bikers, dogs, etc. I won’t mention the humungous running strollers. Oh, wait. I did, so might as well say I get it, but the double wides should not be allowed in the city at all. They need the single file ones. Why are so many new mothers so entitled to how much space they get in public? I will yield to kids, obviously, but like 2 mommy friends walking with their double wides is freaking obnoxious.
Oh- here is the blurry shitty city pic. Why I am using it, I do not know. Like people would die without it. Maybe I was trying to get an arty type view like Instagram using d-bags? We will never know. Except we already do…
Guess I didn’t come to a full stop at City Hall.
We hadn’t been there in a while, so I tried to take out my phone from my armband and take a picture. That light at Love Park is so long. Uh, from the quality of this picture, it wasn’t long enough for me to stop totally. (Related: why can’t I get a small enough armband? Seriously, it just flaps around even with the added velcro I SEWED on. Yep- I sewed it. Badly. Like almost totally ineffectively. Besides the point. There are people with smaller arms, I am sure.)
We were also on the River Path (too tired to spell Schuylkill), 30th Street Station and Rittenhouse. I totally should have taken a picture of Trixie in the fountain. It is empty and she was so confused. Poor beast.
Anyway, only 5.5 miles, but we stayed under 10 minutes a mile even with the 2 short stops. Love running down JFK on the weekend, it’s so fast and empty. Beast seems tired and now I am finally hungry. Tons of work to do. Stopped at 11:40 last night and woke up to the stupid church bus which sounds like a 50 year old generator right outside my window.