Monthly Archives: September 2009

Confessions of a Slacking Runner

Confession #1: I have not run since Saturday.

As you may remember in my last post (and if you didn’t read it, whatr you crazy?!) I went out hard on Saturday night.. leaving Sunday to be a recovery day. Not a training recovery day, a hangover recovery day. I sat on my couch all day, more or less, and watched chick flicks.Which went hand in hand with finishing a box of tissues. Which leads me to..

Confession #2: I love chick flicks.

The Hallmark channel and Kleenex definitely have a back-office deal goin’ on:

Kleenex: Hey Hallmark, that last scene isn’t sad enough, I only used one tissue.

Hallmark: Kleenex! Dude! I hear you man, but both main characters can’t die!

Kleenex: Hally, you know the deal, it’s gotta hit the three tissue mark or we’re going to start making holiday cards and put you out of business.

Hallmark: #($*&#))(!!(@*#. Cue the car crash… and mel women across America bawling their eyes out.

While laying on the couch I had these achey pains in my hips, too. I felt like an old sad story and all I needed was 4 cats to complete the picture.

Monday I had off from work, but worked from home all day none the less. I got dressed in my running gear at around 12pm.. but never made it out. Bummer.

This morning? Didn’t even attempt it.

is that a snarl?

is that a snarl?

 

 

Confession #3: I’m scared I’m falling out of the game again.

Confession #3A: I’m going to set my alarm for 6:15 tomorrow morning and try to beat the off cycle I feel coming on. This isn’t really a confession as much as a solution, but that would ruin the theme.

Wish me luck team.

How to Be Productive on Saturday

There are two key steps to follow to set up a kickass Saturday:

Step 1) Don’t get drunk Friday night

Step 2) Wake up the same time you do during the week. If you can get your butt out the door to work for someone else, damn straight you should give the same attention to yourself.

Saturday morning I opened my eyes at 7:15am and rolled myself (somewhat painfully but I knew I wanted it) out of bed. Mike 1, Mike 2, and all of Greenpoint, Brooklyn was still asleep. So the morning was all mine. Small victory for mel.

I started the morning with an old standby breakfast: 1/2c oatmeal made with 1c water, blueberries, walnuts, and a drizzle driz of honey. Then I positioned it on the floor of my room to present you with proper lighting in this photo. Yes, I did feel strange arranging it on the floor.pre-run oatmeal breakfast

About 2 hours later I set out for a run. I was running short on time due to plans to meet my friends for an apple picking excursion (woohoo!) so I decided on an Ewald workout to kick more ass in less time. I hit up the McCarren Park track and felt really good about it. I only had 1/2 cup of the coffee also which is noteworthy. Mel – 1, coffee – 0.

Saturday morning workout:

  • .5 miles to the McCarren Park track
  • 8 pushups
  • 40 bicycle crunches
  • 10 reverse crunches
  • 4×100 sprints with 100 recovery in between
  • repeat steps 2 through 5
  • finish with another round of pushups and crunches
  • .5 miles back
  • stretch in front of my apartment while the old lady on the first floor watches me through her window and then says “i like watching you”. note to self: bake her some cookies and/or never get old.

I was surprised that the oatmeal kept me goin’ from 8am – 1pm. Nice. I then met up with my friends Sam and Hayley for a New Jersey apple picking adventure. It was glorious!

serious. business.

serious. business.

There were endless rows of apple trees. I kind of wanted to run through them like that scene in the Sound of Music and sing with the VonTrap family.

 

apple tree rows
We taste tested until we felt sick, naturally.

eating an apple

My basket of applefruits:

just picked apples

I arrived home exhausted and happy. It’s sad that September is already peacin’ out! Now I’ve got about 3 lbs of apples, and a pie waiting to be made. I hope. Someone call me and ask me where it is tomorrow so that I feel guilty. Otherwise there’s a good chance it aint happening.

At night I headed out to Staten Island to get wacky with some friends. In which 3 margaritas and an unknown amount of beer was drank went missing. Went to sleep at 3am. Woke up at 11.  And that, my friends, is how not to have a productive Sunday. :).

Rockin Run and Guitar Fun

Hey Team.

I’m sorry the title of this post rhymes. It’s not so cool. But this morning rocked! Another mysterious beauty run. I started out expecting to do a short loop of 2.6, but once I hit the turn-around mark I was feeling too good to stop, and once I hit the 3.2 mark I still didn’t want to stop. What’s goin on! Stop the madness! Ghostbusters! Kalamazoo!

I finished the morning with a 3.8 mile loop here. The last .75 miles I started to get pretty tired, but pulled through like a champion (probably more like a runner up). No jelly legs, no runner’s knee. Just tired, which I can handle. I got back to my place and stretched for a hot minute and slammed a small glass of 1%milk mixed with a little chocolate JayRobb protein powder. It was like lumpy chocolate milk. Yum?

I thought I’d share this random mini silver boot I came across while walking to the train today:

Barbie's on the run!

Barbie's on the run!

I also want to tell you that the NYC Guitar School is seriously awesome, and I’m loving every minute of it. I’ve got 3 chords down (ha) and wrote song #2 last night. It’s not a good song, but who cares! I wrote it! I serenaded the Mikes with song #1 last week which I call…. “song #1”, and I could tell they wanted more. I’m a songwriter prodigy in the making. Call me if you wanna make a deal.

Happy Friday 🙂