abuh

didnt do much today... pilates and a 2.5 mile walk. chiiiiiill... ill run tomorrow.

i wish i had more witty things to say tonight. all i can think is, i hate work and i hate this state. goodnightttt

Quote of the Day

on gchat with Jess this morning while talking about this blog:

Jess: im actually really enjoying this
my thighs and heart hurt
thighs cause of running
heart cause of the distance between us

to the gym!

Dearest Jessica, I am here!  

Actually I just got back to my apartment after a glorious night.  On my way home from work I couldn't decide on running or climbing for my evening plans, so I decided to do both.  I ran the 5.2 miles to Sportrock, immediately ate 2 cupcakes that were up for grabs, then (pathetically) bouldered for an hour.  I took metro home then ran the 0.8 miles back to my apartment for a cool down.  

So!  In summary:

distance: 5.2 miles

time: 53 minutes (told you, I have only one speed)

homeless men (sans/avec shirt): 0 

cupcakes: 2

tunes: This American Life (yes, the NPR show with Ira Glass)

There you have it: Ira Glass is my secret weapon in my constant battle with being bored on longer runs.  As long as it's not a terribly depressing episode, I practically forget that I hate running :-).  If you're interested in giving this a try, let me recommend "Plan B," a recent episode that pretty much encompasses everything I love about the show.  You can also download the goods on itunes.

hothothot

sooooooooo short blog today...

i ran this AM and it was one of the most difficult runs of my life. true pain.

i ran 5 miles... but very hilly and veryveryveryveryveryyyy hot. i ran to the NEXT TOWN, southport. (for you connecticuters, you know that southport is only 1.1 miles away from mi casa) but its SO MUCH MORE FUN to say that i ran to the next town. dont ruin my proud moment.

i am not running tomorrow... my shins need a break. ill do pilates and a swim instead.

GENIE KO???? where are you? where are your miles???? :)

p.s. i believe i have convinced both my sister and her boyfriend to endure the 13.1 mile torture with us!! WAHOOOOO

she always one-ups me

Jess manages to steal the spotlight with the very first post--or maybe I do because I get to put up the pictures.  Here is the damage she texted me post-wipe out.  

We're off to a bloody good start!

another.case.of.the.mondays.

so i guess its day 1.

its kind of unfortunate we didnt blog last week... it was an awesome week for me with workouts and i didnt even get to brag about it online. bummer.

today i went to pilates. and ran. i know youre thinking... "pilates? jess? really? whaaaat?"

this is fair to think this.

HOWEVER i am not a pansy. i really like it. it helps me with my flexibility and breathing... and made my tummy muscles tighter. and im the youngest person there- easily by 10 years. makes me feel youthful and athletic. love those pilates bitches. they are in constant awe of my muscles. who wouldnt enjoy constant praise?

so pilates was good today. i have a "perfect plank." thank you teacher megan.

then i ran.

not nearly as much fun: i certainly dont LOOK good while im doing it. and there arent older women there to compliment me along the way. boooooooooo running.

i ran 2.8 miles. not very impressive but i was tired. and this was a hilly run. and it was hot. and really, all things considered, id worked out for about an hour and a half by the end of my run. better than nothing i suppose.

so, genie has to post pictures of my traumatic fall last week. it hurt. long story short, im running and a car beeps its horn at an inopportune moment. and i fall. HARD. and bust open my knee and hand. and hurt my wrist. suuuucked. i had to run the last mile home with blood pouring out of my orfices.

side note: there is one homeless man in the entire state of connecticut. HE HAPPENED TO BE HANGING OUT IN FAIRFIELD as i complete this run. he sat on a bench, pointed at me as i ran/limped/whimpered by, and said "youre bleeding. youre bleeding. youre bleeding."

NO SHIT.