It’s Been a Good Week

You win some, you lose some. This week was a win. Accepted to the NYC Half Marathon, over the plague of the year that cost me a week of training, a short work week and a fantastic three miles last night that felt like a casual stroll. There’s so much to feel good about it’s hard to narrow it down to favorites this Friday. But I’ll try anyways…

Nike+: I’m a tad OCD. I need lists, I need plans, I need to analyze and see how I can be better. Thankfully, Nike+ does all of this for me. It also likes to throw in little motivators like setting small goals for yourself, reaching different levels through overall mileage and random videos from athletes or Champ Kind letting you know you’re kicking some serious butt. If you don’t have it, you should check it out.

Fried Macaroni and Cheese: The comfort food of all comfort foods. I’m not going to pretend that it’s anything other than absolutely terrible for me, so when I see a newscast about to reveal the calorie count I change the channel as quickly as possible. I saw this exact dish featured not once, not twice, but FOUR times on different “Worst Restaurant Foods For You” lists. I know, there’s a chance it will give me a heart attack mid consumption. But I don’t care. After I’ve run 15 miles and feel like I’m going to die, I’m rewarding myself with fried, cheesy, pasta-y goodness. And no list will stop me.

A heart attack on a plate. A delicious, wonderful heart attack.

Amazing girlfriends: So Jim left this week. I’m sure I’ve mentioned that once or twice. It’s my least favorite day of the year when we pack up his van and he heads south for the winter. I know he has to go, and I accepted a long time ago that this is how his job works, but it doesn’t mean I like it. This year I took it particularly hard and decided to throw myself a little pity party. Luckily, I had two amazing girlfriends who were there to kick me out of it. We ate fried mac and cheese, drank a questionable amount of sangria for noon on a Monday, then went and checked out ridiculous prom/bridesmaid dresses and mocked them openly in the store. If that doesn’t cheer you up, I don’t know what will.

They're thinking an "Under The Sea" theme

There you go my lovely readers, this week these are my favorite things. And in case you’re wondering what I’m doing with my NYE being all by my lonely, this is what I have planned for the weekend so far:

Friday Night: Gym date with my dad. Yup. Some father daughter bonding on the treadmill. Should be interesting.

Saturday: Long run in the morning (7 miles this week), and as for NYE I will most likely be on my dear friend Tabs couch with a bottle of champagne eating a tub of spinach dip. I won’t be drinking at all from January 3- Race Day to be in top shape, so I’ll enjoy it while I can.

Sunday: Hot Yoga in the morning, then being lazy for the rest of the day.

That’s my plan. I hope you all have a safe and happy New Year!

Xoxo

Wrapping up 2011, what was your favorite thing? What are you looking forward to in 2012?

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NYC Half- I’m coming back!

What’s the best way to prep for a spring marathon? With a spring half-marathon, obviously! Last year I ran the NYC Half-Marathon and talking to the other runners, I realized a huge percentage of them were using that race as a prep race for Boston. NYC was my first half-marathon and I have to say it’s my favorite.

 

It was freezing and too early for the sun to be up, but I was excited anyways.

Even though last year was unbelievably cold, I loved every moment of this race. Except when I put my left foot down at mile 9 and thought it shattered. For 15 minutes I couldn’t put weight on it and I really thought it was broken. But I’d already run 9.5 out of 13.1, why would I stop? So I snuck out of view of the paramedic staring at me, got a good scream out and then hauled my little butt to the finish line. I didn’t stop there. I ran straight into the medical tent at the finish. Turns out, it was “inflamed, extended tendonitis”.

 

Sad, sad foot. It's OK, I'll make you feel better.

What’s the cure for this you may ask? Vodka. Really. It’s a legitimate medical remedy. The doctor in the tent told me so. And I listened. We went to “All You Can Drink Brunch” at Bondi Road, I ate a burger topped with every imaginable food they had in the kitchen, and I drank at least 5 Bloody Marys in an hour. My bright red nose wasn’t a sign of that at all, was it?

Ali, me and my "Super Spectator" Caitlin. She takes it seriously. She should have a blog.

 

With all the wonderful memories of last year, I’m so excited to go back it’s a little ridiculous. NYC is my favorite city in the world (sorry, Boston). It’s the perfect excuse to have an amazing weekend filled with friends, touristy things and cupcakes. Mmmm…cupcakes.

I'm coming back, and bringing all of you home.

 

This race is also a great chance for me to get the pre-Boston jitters out of my system. I’m sure by the time mid-March rolls around it’s really going to sink in that “Holy crap, I’m running the BOSTON MARATHON!”. NYC will be a good chance to get in a shorter race, see what’s working, what isn’t and fix it before the big day. The one area I really want to focus on is pacing, because I’m pretty terrible at that. I can’t do a negative split to save my life, and that needs to change.

 

So I’m going to go microwave a Lean Cuisine steamer bag while I get even more pumped about this spring. Yes, that’s right, for those of you keeping track this is about 5 weeks since I’ve had a kitchen. I’m told it will be back by January 10th. I’ll believe it when I see it. Until then, I’ll just keep reminding myself “Free rent Brittany, free rent. “

 

How do you guys prep for the big races in your life? I’d love to hear what’s worked, what hasn’t and what was just plain fun!

15 Days Down, 109 To Go!

I’m in full-fledged training mode. I have my schedule, I have my planner, Vaseline is on standby and I’m feeling good. Oh, then week 2 hit and I caught the sinus/respiratory infection of the year. Awesome timing. But that was last week, and this is this week. I’m still coughing up things I don’t care to mention, but I’m back at it and I feel a million times better. Sorry for the lull in blogging it was the holidays. You understand, right? As usual, there was lots of food, lots of family, and this year a diamond and amethyst encrusted penguin. Best. Gift. Ever.

Seriously? He managed to combine diamonds and penguins. If that's not love I don't know what is.

After all the cheese, cookies, candy and all other forms of delicious holiday decadence; I’m officially putting myself on a diet. There’s no way around it. You are what you eat, which right now makes me some form of cheese wrapped in bacon I’m sure. Really, I’m healthy. I promise. But none of this can be good for training and getting back to the schedule this week I could feel the grease sweating out of me. And it felt amazing.

Jim left for Florida to work for 3 months on Sunday, so obviously Monday called for endorphins. Lots of endorphins. So after my 2 mile “trial run” back to training, I decided to jog my little butt back into the gym to go to hot yoga. Hot yoga is my favorite cross training. Do it right and it honestly feels like a massage when you’re super tight from the high impact of running. Doesn’t hurt that my instructor is also one of the most inspirational people I’ve ever come across in my life, and when I need a good pick me up I look no further than Chris (forward to 3:05) to sweat it out of me. The woman is a miracle worker. I also indulged in a little retail therapy and bought the best yoga tank I’ve ever come across.

I look that elegant when I'm sweating out grease. I swear.

New workout clothes always make it a little easier to go to the gym. Thanks lululemon. I can forgive you now for the damage you do to my bank account on a regular basis. We’re cool.

After sweating out the fried macaroni and cheese, 3 glasses of sangria and cupcake I had for lunch Monday (did I not mention those?); I felt like a new woman. I don’t think my head was down for more than 5 minutes before I was out like a light, and I woke up Tuesday with one thought in mind: I want to RUN. And that’s what I did. I ran 3 of the most painless, refreshing and endorphin packed miles I’ve ever run in my life. So with this newly refreshed attitude, I am back on the training schedule. 109 days until Boston, I’m ready to do this. And it couldn’t feel better.

Friday is My Favorite

It’s Friday. And on Fridays French Toast cupcakes are a perfectly acceptable breakfast food. At least when one of your co-workers is 5 months pregnant.

Ali has worked her cupcake magic!

Today was a good Friday from the moment I woke up. Turned on my iTunes and the Glee version of “Uptown Girl” started my day off with just the right amount of dorky pep. I’m not a fan of Glee most of the time (a little too much Journey for me), but you can’t tell me that cute boys in blazers singing “Uptown Girl” doesn’t put you in a good mood (if you are a heterosexual male, this comment obviously does not apply to you).

So to share my joy, I present to you my Favorite Things this Friday…

Cupcakes: There are few things that can turn a bad day around like a good cupcake. It’s already perfectly portioned, and can be shaped to look like various things. My beloved Ali   made these fabulous “Cookie Monster” cupcakes for my birthday this year that not only looked adorable, but were filled with booze. Now that’s love.

Filled with love. And vodka. Lots of vodka.

Morning Runs: I live in Massachusetts. In case you’re not from these parts, it gets cold. Really cold. My bed is really warm, and the idea of getting up an hour early in order to get in a “quick” 6 miles before work in sub zero temperatures is not always the most appealing idea. But once I’ve parted from my bed and hit the pavement it makes my whole day better. I get to work already feeling productive and having the endorphins flowing for early morning meetings makes everything seem a little better.

Training Plans: Plans make me happy. I like lists, organization and plans, so much so it causes issues when I don’t have one. I’m a tad OCD- oh well. But this morning I woke up and my lovely coaches for the Miles for Miracles team emailed me a full training plan, along with dates, times and locations for team long runs. Just looking at this makes me feel less anxious about training. I love them already.

I carry this everywhere. That's how much I love plans.

What are you favorite things today?

Happy Friday! xoxo