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break a sweat - even when youd rather do ANYTHING but.

there is only one way to begin the difficult journey of the holiday sugar detox: break a sweat. 

miraculously i didnt miss a day over the holidays to break a sweat -- but that really just means i got up extra early or ran when people were napping (i.e. full and feeling gross) so not all of my holiday miles or squats were pretty. or felt particular good.

BUT, i laced up and got out there -- or followed along to a dailyburn workout. i kept telling myself i could slow down or take it easier, but shit, im doing a workout.

so basically, what they say is true. no matter how slow you go, youre still lapping everyone on the couch. go get in a good sweat, then reward yourself with some couch time :)




Enjoy the CrAzE of the Holidays

Christmas Eve!! There are few things worse than traveling for the holidays - what, with the crowds, the heightened stress levels,  the delays, the "holy shit I'm late, gotta sprint...." folks and the ones who way overpack and spill over into your space. despite best efforts, its always chaos.

However, as i sit on a very crowded train, coffee in hand, i revel in the fact that I have somewhere to go for the holidays. sure, being in a house with a dozen people (including 3 kids/babies) plus 4 dogs is sure to create personality meltdowns or arguments, messes and spills and indecision for which movie we should watch -- i know one thing is for sure: i wouldn't change a thing. this is life. the messy, hilariously chaotic, disorganized adventures are all part of life. and I'm fucking lucky to experience it.

I look forward to running and working out back home -- or wherever we are outside of NYC. it clears my head, keeps me centered and offers me the ability to appreciate…

summer OUT / fall IN

And just like that, summer sixteen is over. Hello fall! While I love nothing more than heading out for some miles in the kind of weather that makes it hard to breathe, makes you sweat more than you thought was humanly possible and leaves you a bit red in the face, I equally love the crispness of fall mornings, the smell of fall in the air and apple picking!
Ok, I’ve never actually gone apple picking. I’ve dreamed about it. Glanced at pictures of it. Hoped I would do it. Friends never seemed to want to go – and the boyfriend thing has been a fleeting item on the to-do list. Well, its happening this weekend! Sunday. Sinuses, weather, and whatever else, keep it together. This girl wants to go apple picking! 
Fall sixteen has already gotten off to a busy – and celebratory – start. Mom and bill got married (!!!) which made me really emotional and nostalgic. It was a beautiful weekend and definitely cemented how much I want a love of my own. Been a tough go though – I mean, its supposed to …

EASTER

Every runner knows aches and pains come with the passion for the sport. Im currently in a major phase of aches and pains that just doesn’t want to go away. Seriously, its all bugging me - shins, calves, heels, ankles. Whats up, legs?
I took a week off about 2 weeks ago to see if that would help and it didn’t. It isn’t something where I thought “oh another week or two will help” so im running and just monitoring everything (with strength training, biking, stretching, serious icing and foam rolling), but like whats up. What is seriously up. 
We are just shy of 3 months until our ultra race. Soooooo once everyone gets back from Boston (still sad about that), training will kick up a notch. Or 10. So im going to need my legs to get on board. 
im hoping a few days with my mom back home help to refresh me. Im heading home Friday and while I am sure work will bug me, I will be home all weekend which makes me happier than a kid in a candy store. Knowing I have a 930am train home on Friday is …

this, that, and more of that....

Saint Patricks’s Day 2016 looks a lot like 2013 – minus the green. Not quite running a half marathon today, but hoping to cover at least 9 (or, if the stars align, 10). Regardless, its fun to look back and realize that exactly three years later, a lot of things in my life are the same. My friends, my incredible friends, my passion for running and thinking color is fantastic are all things I still LOVE today. 
Until I landed in NYC 5+ years ago, my life was chaotic (my choice) and I avoided building roots at all costs. I lost my dad and I needed to explore the meaning of life. It sounds deep, but its true. Life didn’t make sense to me so I had to go be all over the place to see if I could find – or create – something, anything. 
Now that I am in my early thirties, consistency is cool and those I’ve surrounded myself with are my truest and dearest friends. Life still doesn’t make much sense, but im learning how to be strong amidst loss and devastation. 
Switching gears a bit, its no se…

nothing like enjoying a bonus day in february!

today is leap day - well, to everyone and everything except for my watch! its already telling me its 3/1 - which is highly annoying to switch but simultaneously exciting since its basically spring. and no, thats not a challenge to you winter, you can begin to fade away :)
I realize as a passionate runner I will deal with my fair share of aches and pains.  I am fairly certain even doctors believe if we aren’t in some sort of constant state of sore, were not actually runners. That said, for the past few days (couple of weeks) I have felt uncomfortable sore. basically, my worst fear – nagging patches of tenderness.
I refuse to say its anything more serious than that, for no other reason than the principal of it.  to help aid (or speed up) recovery I’ve gone to kryotherapy twice. I also havent overdone it – haha, well to me I haven't. But my threshold for what is normal isn’t exactly, well, normal. 
the weather has been mild for a few days which makes it hard to not want to grab a few mile…

Lets just cheers Sunday.

Sunday is that day of the week where we can sleep in, sip our coffee slowly and move at a slower pace with absolutely ZERO guilt. 
The rest of the week is spent moving at a pace for other people - finishing a project for your boss, dash to dinner with a date or needing to rush home for the landlord. or whatever other 99394375784 demands there are on our time. 
weekends (when not working) are mine. and hanging out with good friends and family is the way i like to spend my weekend days.

and running. we do lots of running. everyone has their vice - drinking, drugs, sex, food, whatever. I'm part of a crew who's vice is sweat. and a touch of wine. but mostly sweat.
and now that we've had bouts of springlike weather, I'm getting super excited!! training is better in mild weather. i do like a few runs in the brutal cold/blizzard/downpours - it reminds us were badass, crazy, insane, whatever. but a tank and shorts? any day.
happ sunday all - can't wait until its the weeken…

LIFE.

Ever have one of those days where you get really excited about crossing something off your TO DO list — only to then be given 3 more things to add?  Haha, its starting to feel like this happens every day. 
Busy people problems, amiright?
So the world survived Valentine’s Day! The funny thing is, I actually had a dude this year – well, up until about a week before Valentine’s Day! The day before I was set to attend a Super Bowl party with him — and two of his close friends — he freaked. Freaked about the future (we had been dating for a month) and freaked that his friends would love me and that would suck if we ever broke up.
Him: “well, Hil, what if things don’t work out and they continue to ask about you. I mean that would be sad for everyone – like, what would I say?” Me: “say what?”
He proceeded to text me that he missed me while he was at the party (I told him he’s confusing) as well as put me on blast for loving running.
Him: “yea hil, so I think youre right. I will never suppor…