Monthly Archives: June 2009

Self Inflicted Sore Butt

In honor of runapalooza, I crammed in a run yesterday while my laundry was going and I had dinner plans in about an hour and a half. That left me about 30 minutes to get a run in, and I was hoping for an ass-kicking workout to balance out the gorging that this weekend consisted of.

To get the most bang for my buck (butt?) I did intervals of sprinting and jogging, mixed in with walking lunges. I never do walking lunges–where did I pull this fancy move from? Let alone I definitely looked like an idiot lunging up Driggs Ave past tables of vegan-eating hipsters (not knockin’ it, just painting the picture).

So, today my ass is killing me, and I kinda love it. This morning on my run I stopped at the park and did push ups in the grass as well. This is like mini-Mel strength training, go team! … team of 1.

By the way if you’re near McCarren Park and are lookin for some eats, check out this place Urban Rustic, it’s all organic, local ingredients, very yummy:

urban rustic

In case you’re interested I got turkey, tomato, arugula, olives, and swiss, grilled on homemade whole wheat bread. delicious.


Is what I’m going to turn this summer into. Check out the view from in front of the street of my apartment:


The park is begging me to run right through it. “Melanie! Come run in me!” (it talks?). I’m about to go kick my ass for perhaps 4 miles? I need to feel my legs and lungs burn; the craving is coming back and I love it. 

Bedford Ave is a sloppy fantastic mess today full of vendors, musicians, skaters – and I mean real skaters; I did a double take an hour ago driving past and there was a crew of maybe 30 kids doing tricks with MJ blasting (moment of silence for MJ). Therefore I’ve decided to try a new route and steer clear of that zone to avoid a hit and run incident ..get it?? hit.. and run? I can’t wait to get back here victoriously sweating. Isn’t that the best feeling?

Anyway. Runapalooza ’09 is on. If you book them, they will come..  Wayne’s World anyone?

Need My Music

Do you listen to music while you run?

It fuels me. I have my ‘get pumped up!!’ run playlist that kicks my mental ass into gear every morning. Wouldn’t it great if it kicked my literal ass into shape too? 


dancin' shoes

dancin' shoes



There have been a handful of times when I accidently left my ipod at the office, or broke my headphones and thought “Oh no! How am I going to run without music?!”. I got out there anyway, and was grateful during the run to hear the birds and pay attention to the life around me. Sometimes it’s nice to let the atmosphere permeate every part of me, and I found myself looking at the sun and smiling. Why is this sounding like chic-flick sobfest ’09? Onto the music! 

On my ass-kickin playlist:

  • Incubus – all albums. thank you brandon, you’re a good man. I will see you in August and maybe we’ll make out?
  • Third Eye Blind – something about the positive tone in his voice gives me a spark while I run
  • Cake – jammy goodness
  • Muse
  • Counting Crows – ever seen them live? so. good.
  • A Perfect Circle
  • Matchbook Romance – you might think emo, but judge me not. rockin.
  • Tool – if you want to forget your feet are moving beneath you, try this.
  • Chili Peppers
  • Weezer
  • Alanis Morissette – i personally think she will always rock.

Then there are mornings when I really just want to appreciate the time I have to be out and alive, and want more chill music. I used to always start a run with the mindset of pushing myself as hard as I could; but recently discovered that running just to breathe is beautiful.

On my chill out playlist:

  • Anna Nalick
  • Sufjan Stevens – beautiful songs
  • Jewel – my first musical love
  • Feist
  • REM
  • Mae
  • Emery
  • DMB – anyone have thoughts on the new album?
  • Ben Folds

What do you run to?