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Thoughts on Blogging…


I’ve taken an unintentional hiatus from blogging lately. In fact, this year has been my most inconsistent year of blogging since I started this blog seven years ago.

With many of my blog friends now retired, my motivation waned. And it seemed like many of the remaining active blogs that I read wrote posts that regularly started with “I’ve partnered with…” or “This post is sponsored by…”

No offense to those bloggers, but I feel like they lost authenticity when they wrote “those” kinds of posts too often. And after reading one too many of them, I lost interest blogging altogether. For awhile I even contemplated entering blog retirement myself.

But I recently came across this article that lists 10 reasons why one should blog. And except for number seven, they all apply to me. After reading this post, I found a desire to start blogging again.

So this post is (hopefully) my return to the blogging community. If you’re been reading for a while, thanks for sticking around. While I can’t commit to daily posts, I hope to write at least once a week.

Please hold me to it.

CIM Training Week 1: Aug 4-10

Now that its time to start training, I’m going to recap my Weekly Workout Recaps marking the number of weeks of CIM training:

Mon, 8/4: Rest Day
Tues, 8/5: 50-min Run of 4-minute intervals
Wed, 8/6: Strength Training with Trainer Dave
Thurs, 8/7: 50-min Run of 1-min sprints
Fri, 8/8: Rest Day
Sat, 8/9: VeganRunning Spin class at Equinox
Sun, 8/10: 90-min 70-min Run

My typical routine on days that I run is:

– Wake up
– Take Coco out for a 20-30 min walk
– Come home and eat half a banana and do some dynamic stretches
– Put Coco in her crate
– Leave for run
– Come home and feed Coco (and myself!) breakfast

Except I overslept on Sunday morning. We didn’t get out for our walk until almost 9 am which left me with a scheduling dilemma. I didn’t want to leave for a 90-min run and not feed her breakfast until after 11 am.

I ended up feeding her when we got home, which then meant that I had to wait for her to do her poop business after she ate. By then I was starving myself so I ended up eating breakfast too…

I have been struggling with figuring out a routine for her when I need to run longer miles. I have NEVER done a long run in the afternoon/evening but it was an idea I’d been toying with. What a better time to give it a try!

It would have been ideal to start my run at 6:30-7:00 pm, but I decided to start earlier because:

1. Evening running gives me insomnia

2. Coco eats dinner at 6 pm. She has an extremely sensitive stomach so I don’t like to deviate too much from her normal routine. When I have in the past there were consequences for the both of us.

3. I didn’t want to eat dinner late either.

So even though it was a hot (for me) day, I started my run at 4 pm. Whenever I’ve see people running during this time-of-day I’ve always thought to myself, “Why???” Now I know…

The first couple of miles felt tolerable and then around Mile 3 I crumbled. Had there been some shade I could have managed but it was 95% exposed and well, I don’t do well when the sun is beating straight down on me.

{So pretty to look at, so awfully hot to run in..}

It was so warm that the small water bottle I carried was emptied by Mile 4. I was slowing melting away.

Around the 45-min mark I ran under a tree for shade. I pulled out my phone and send my coach a text message asking him when an acceptable time to cut the run short would be. He told me to cut it the run down by 20-min. I was thrilled but barely made it to 70-min (and was so happy to be done!).

That evening it took hours to wind down from the run – and heat. And as expected, insomnia hit me hard that night. I still felt wired past midnight.

Clearly afternoon/evening running doesn’t work for me. Not only did it throw off my sleeping schedule, it also messed up my digestive system. Even though I didn’t eat anything for at least 2+ hrs before my run, the Vietnamese food that I ate for lunch did not sit will in my belly during the run.

It was a good experiment for me to try as now I can eliminate it from my options (or suffer the consequences again).

Moving forward I need to make a better effort at going to bed early the night before my long runs. And I need to stick to my proven early morning long run routine.

As for Coco, I’m considering having someone watch her (or sending her to doggie day care). That way, I won’t have to worry if she’s been in her crate too long. And I could run long runs elsewhere – like in the cool, foggy (and hilly) City!

Running Is {Not Always} Better Than Therapy…

You all know how much I love San Francisco and everything about it. That includes Robin Williams, one of the most beloved celebrities to call San Francisco home.

Once, Thanksgiving weekend, about ten years ago, I was with my sister and cousins at Mel’s Diner on Geary in the Richmond. As we ate one of my cousins pointed outside and said, “Hey, isn’t that Robin Williams?”

Not ones to pass up celebrity encounters, we went up to him, told him how much we loved his work and asked if he would take a photograph with us. He politely declined, explaining that he didn’t do that when he’s with his family. Instead, he offered to sign menus for us. I still have that menu somewhere in storage.

When news broke this afternoon of his passing I was surprised at how emotional I felt about it. I have so many fond memories of his many televisions shows and movies that I grew up watching. Mrs. Doubtfire was my favorite.

As we learned more about the circumstances of his death, it was more tragic to learn of his struggles with depression. As I read dozens of Twitter messages honoring him I thought to myself, “How could someone who brought so much joy and laughter to others, feel so much sadness and despair?”
The irony was not lost on me.

Everyone feels sadness from time-to-time. Its normal. Its human. But when it escalates to a point where you no longer feel joy, and start to feel like everything is spiraling out of control, its time to get help. And that could come from anywhere – a friend or family member, a religious leader, a stranger or even a therapist or counselor.

A popular phrase in the running community is, “Running is cheaper than therapy.” I guess its a funny way of saying that running is a stress reliever. And while it is, sometimes its not enough. Sometimes you need therapy – and that’s okay.

I’ve been open here on the blog, and in real life that I see a therapist on a regular basis. Have been for the past five years.

I’ve had those moments where I felt like life was suffocating me. Like I was losing control over myself and the situations I was in. Therapy helped me through those difficult moments. It gave me perspective and helped me slowly overcome. It still continues to do so. My therapist is someone I can talk to who is completely unbiased. I can get things off my chest without worry of offending or being judged. That alone is a huge release for me.

So if you feel the weight of the world on your shoulders and are in a dark place, no matter how big or small your problems may seem know that it is okay to seek – and ask for – help.

This was not what I originally planned to post today. But I felt so much unexpected emotion over the passing of Robin Williams’ I felt compelled to share my thoughts on this topic.

{Original posting will resume tomorrow, because I know you’re all anxious to read about week one of marathon training :p.}