Showing posts from March, 2012

Crappy Day

For all those people who think all the travel I do for my job is glamorous and exciting, let me tell you, sometimes travel just sucks. Today was one of those sucky days.

I worked until midnight and it was close to two by the time I got to sleep, so when my alarm went off at 7 my body was not happy. But I dragged myself out of bed, slugged down some nasty hotel coffee on my way through the lobby, and headed out in to the rain to go to the gym. Except when I got there, it was still closed. Wonderful. I knew if I headed back to the hotel my bed would be too appealing, so I sat in the parking lot and caught up on Words with Friends and Facebook. After a week stuck in little gym, I was totally over it. I tried my favorite 20-20-20 workout, but my workout still seemed to crawl by. When I finished I pulled out my cell phone to see an e-mail that my flight was cancelled and I had been rebooked on a later flight. So, I took the time to foam roll before heading back to the hotel. By the time I s…

Getting Stronger

I am up in Humbolt County in Northern California for the week for work and the forecast for the whole week has looked like this. 

Travel Buddies

As of 3 am this morning, I’m back on the road. I’m en route to Eureka, California (which by the way takes me as long as it did to get to Rome!). It feels a little lonely after having had my cousin along for company last week. When I travel for work I pretty much always travel by myself. For business that’s good because everything is faster and I can get a lot of work done. When I travel for pleasure though, I want company! But I’ve learned that you must pick your travel companions wisely. Just because you like to spend time with someone for an hour or two once in awhile doesn’t mean that you’ll like to spent 24-7 with them for a week! On this most recent trip to Rome, I took my little (little age wise in that she’s 10 years younger, but not little height wise) cousin Lindsay. It’s always risky traveling with someone new, but I was really happy with how well it worked out. It got me thinking about what makes a good travel companion. Here is what is the most important to me. -Similar sl…

Oh Toe is Me

Okay I apologize  for the horrible pun in the title of this post. I just couldn't resist. So yesterday at the beach I stubbed my toe and cut it on this piece of wire fence that was mostly hidden in the sand. It hurt, but I soaked it in the freezing water for a bit, and then went on my way. No biggie. But then last night I went out in the these very cute high heeled red peep toe shoes. I wore them into the play, but by the time the show was over, my foot would no longer fit back in my shoe. It ached all night, and I woke up this morning to a big fat purple toe that feels like it is going to explode when I walk. Wonderful.

My planned cardio kickboxing class was definitely out since it's all jumping around. Good thing I already have my bike out for the season. I shoved my fat toe into my bike shoe and headed out. Normally I'd just be thrilled to be on the road this early in the season, but after the crazy warm weather this week 45 degrees felt pretty darn chilly. I had on wool…

Post Marathon Blues

Yep it's official folks I've got the post marathon blues. Until yesterday I was feeling pretty darn good, but then I crashed. Maybe I was a little zealous in my 40 miles of bike riding (After my 26.2 in the am, I biked to meet a friend for lunch and then to beach in the afternoon). Maybe the reality that I'm not going to be able to squeeze in another marathon this spring finally sunk in. Whatever it is, it hit hard.

I was supposed to go on a date last night but the idea of changing into real clothes and putting on make-up was not at all appealing. I knew I wouldn't even begin to make a good first impression, so I cancelled. And then I bailed on my back-up plan of meeting the girls at Margarita's for ladies night because obviously 5:30 pm is way to late to leave the house. I did rally enough to make dinner because I was starving. In fact since Wednesday I have been constantly hungry. I sauteed some kale, mushrooms, onions, and white beans and tossed them with pasta a…

How long does it take to recover from a marathon?

There was an interesting and timely article in the New York Times this week about how long it takes to recover from a marathon. The article isn't totally conclusive because there is no great way to measure recovery and of course it varies from individual. But the general consensus is that it take 2-4 weeks to recover physically and up to 6 months to recover mentally.

This generally is what I've found in my marathons. With each marathon I've done, I've found that the recovery process is easier. After my first 2 I was totally fried mentally and physically. I could barely walk for close to a week and didn't even want to think about running. After Antarctica I was pretty exhausted physically, but so elated by the race and trip that I immediately started thinking about my next race. And this week, I feel great. I wasted way too much time on-line last night seeing if there is any way I can fit in another international marathon this spring while I'm in shape. But it ju…

The Italian Contradiction

When I'm in Italy I am always struck by how seemingly contradictory it is that everyone is so thin in a country that is famous for its food. I mean I ordered a medium women's race shirt and I couldn't even come close to fitting into it. I easily fit into a medium here.But when I'm there, I see how it all works. The year I spent in Italy was probably when I had the healthiest relationship with food and my body. I ate good things, I exercised moderately, I didn't stress out about either food or exercise, and I actually lost weight without trying. Here's how it works:

1. Meals are events, especially dinner. Sometimes they last several hours. The secret is that you aren't eating the whole time. You are talking, laughing, savoring the food. This trip we tried to embrace that every meal, from sitting outside on our delightful rooftop terrace for breakfast, to picnic lunches in sunny piazzas, to long lingering dinners.

2. Portions are smaller. I have the problem of…

Rome Marathon 2012

Woah, what a crazy and amazing week. My time in Rome went all too quickly because it was absolutely packed with fun. There's no way I can possibly recap it all in one post without it being impossibly long, so I'll split it up into a few posts. Let's start with the whole reason for trip- the Rome 2012 Marathon!

Nothing in Italy starts early, so the race start wasn't until 9. I got up at 6:30, changed into my race clothes, and headed up to breakfast. I usually have nut butter toast before a long run, and I had come prepared with my own almond butter, but I didn't think to bring my own toast. Since there was no toast, I had my Justin's almond butter on digestive biscuits. It was amazing! And although i was dying for a cappucino, I didn't think the dairy would be kind to my stomach so I stuck with plain espresso.

Then we headed down the hill to the Colosseum for the race start. To save my feet we took the metro, which actually didn't save my feet …

Destinazione Roma

Hey guess what? I'm leaving for Rome TODAY. Yup, I'm a little excited. Pasta, gelato, pizza, olive oil, balsamic vinegar, wonderful shopping, amazing historic sites, fantastic art.......... oh yeah and a marathon.

That's going to be my challenge- having a fantastic trip, but not eating myself into a stupor and walking my feet off, before the race Sunday. I did a fantastic 6 miler this morning to give my legs a nice shake out before the long plane ride tonight. It was another amazingly warm day- it is never this warm this early in Maine. There were so many people out on Willard Beach and even more dogs. I inspired quite the dog race as I went running by. They pretty much all beat me.

 And I will not be blogging (much at least) while I'm in Rome. The absolute best vacations I've been on were Antarctica and Ghana because I had to access to phones or the internet. This forced me to actually relax and pay attention to what's going on around me. So see ya in a week!

Sunday Funday

I usually spend most of my Sunday in airports and on planes, so when I actually have a whole Sunday and home, I make the most of it. Yesterday was no exception.

I started off with a nice 6 mile run. It was a warm sunny morning, but pretty windy. I wanted to do my good old favorite run on the bike path out to Bug Light, but I'm afraid that I'll run it to death. I tend to do that when I find something I like, eat it, play it, watch it, or run it so much that soon I'm tired of it. So I set off on an exploration run. Kinda fun to not know what's coming. I ended up down by Willard Beach.