Okay, the photo above is just one I found on Pinterest, not hills I actually climbed. Although it felt like that. Actually, it's almost like the rides Aly and I used to do north of town last summer when she was training for the Omaha Triathlon. (The first day I had to stop halfway up the biggest hill and lie down in someone's front yard with my bike beside me because I was dying. True story.)
(Side note: Emily is involved in a pretty amazing program called See-Us Run Des Moines. It takes high school kids who are facing adversity (and what high school kid isn't?) and teaches them to run a marathon. Training starts in April, culminating in October when they run the Des Moines Marathon. This program teaches the kids goal setting and sticking it out when it get tough among other things. She said the kids learn quickly that they can't go out and party it up on Friday night when their long runs are scheduled for early Saturday morning. I am doing a horrible job of explaining the program, so if you're interested in learning more, click on the link. I know for a fact that the mentors (or at least one of them!) get as much out of the program as the kids.)
(Another side note: I told Emily that if I am to live vicariously through her, she needs to update her blog.)
So back to the title of this post: whenever I'm doing hills, which seems like always around here, not only do I fix my gaze on the ground a few feet ahead of me, but I'm hoping for higher and firmer!
I'm almost two weeks into MY half marathon training. Mondays and Fridays are rest days, Tuesdays and Thursdays are run days, Wednesday and Sunday are cross-training days (bike for me) and Saturday is the long run (walk) day. My first long run day was last Saturday, and it consisted of a lap around the big side of Lake Zorinsky. It's about 4.25 miles, and while sweaty, it was fine. It helped that the trail wound along the lake and through the woods so there was some shade.
I carried a bottle of water with me, and there was a container of coconut water waiting in a small cooler in the car. I know it's supposed to be all that in the rehydration department, but to me it just tastes like mildly coconut-flavored sweat. I'll stick with plain water, and if the workout is over an hour, some G2.
Today was a 3-mile day, and as I was getting kinda tired of lapping the neighborhood, I mapped out a 3-mile loop that started and ended at our door. I decided to run it backwards (the loop, not my position!), which you think would be no big deal. You know who is horrible at figuring out where she is? This girl. I added easily another half mile due to my "Oh, I don't want to be on Q Street" mistake. Among others. But I still felt pretty great. I have been feeling a bit funky lately, but I totally feel like me when I'm working out.
My long run (and when I say run, what I mean is mostly walk with a little jogging thrown in) this week is five miles on Saturday. I'm planning on getting up really early, as the heat and humidity are forecast to be in the 90's again. It will take me more than an hour, and my little hand-held water bottle only holds so much!
(Yet another side note: Cycling uses totally different muscles than running. I rode some hills last Sunday, and it was "Hello hamstrings! Where have YOU been?!" I guess that's why cross-training is part of the program.)
Meals have been pretty boring, with one exception that I'll tell you about in a minute. Because I know you're dying to see yet more pictures of PB toast and oatmeal.
|Smoothie with blueberries, half a banana, and almond-coconut milk. In Waterford. That's right.|
|Eggs, Canadian bacon, fruit, coffee, milk|
|There we go. Here's the oatmeal with a dollop of PB and some almond-coconut milk.|
|Cherries, string cheese, Vita-top muffin, and chocolate milk|
|A good lunch to eat in the car: apple, mini Luna bar, and some almonds|
|PBJ and an apple. Yup. Second grade.|
|Doesn't it look really good and fresh? Tasted so, too.|
|What's not to love?!|
|Weigh one serving of each and combine. Then ignore the eerily glowing cat eyes.|
|Grilled chicken and a salad|
|Blackened shrimp salad - this was a b-i-g plate|
|Watermelon, berries, and a grilled fresh mozzarella/tomato/pesto sandwich|
(For the crab cakes, just follow the recipe directions for the crab cakes themselves. Ignore the other stuff. Same with Gwyneth's - there I go again! - salsa. Ignore the halibut for now. But I may make it soon...)
|Trust me, it's delicious and the best thing I made all week|
Oh, except for this:
My sister Jeanie made it for my birthday cake last month, so I offered to make it for Amy's birthday on the 4th of July, mostly because I wanted to eat it again. It's so easy, and perhaps the best dessert I've ever had. You will need a 9-inch springform pan. Combine 2.25 cups crushed Pecan Sandies or other shortbread cookie with 10 tablespoons of butter. (I never said it was healthy.) Press this mixture firmly in the bottom of the greased springform pan and bake for 8-10 minutes at 350. Sprinkle 1 cup crushed Heath bars (about four full-size bars) over the top of the baked crust and let it cool completely. Next, spread one quart slightly softened coffee ice cream over the top and freeze until firm - at least an hour. THEN, spread a can of coconut-pecan frosting (like German chocolate cake frosting) over the top. Cover and freeze for several hours. You should try it. You'll thank me and Jeanie.
Now to leave you with my new motto that is also on my incredibly sweat-wicking headband:
|Made you laugh!|