A Tale of a Run

Good morning, friends!

I had a crazy long training run yesterday. Like, ridiculously long and I’m amazed that I can still stand this morning. You know those runs when you set out and are like, “oh, this’ll be fine. I’ll just blast through this and totally have time for my life at the end of it.” completely underestimating how long these miles will actually take? Yeah, it was one of those.

It’s been a goal since I moved to the East Bay to hike around Lake Chabot. The route is 9 miles, and I had always intended to make it a 3ish-hour hike. Once I started half marathon training, I realized that eventually I would be able to run it, and I was sort of excited about that. Because I get excited about weird things.

The opportunity presented itself this weekeend, when I was scheduled to do a long training run. I’m using the Aaptiv app (<– affiliate link!) for my training program, and according to the plan I was supposed to run around 10 miles in 100 minutes. Ha, that’s cute. But I figured I could do 7.5-8 miles in that amount of time. And I thought I could run around the lake until the run time was up, then just walk the rest of the way as a cool-down.

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It started out like that. But I had never been to the other side of the lake before. I headed out on the Eastside trail as I usually like to do, with no idea what I was in for.

Hills. I was in for hills.

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And it was a legit trail back there. At some point the paved path turns into dirt, and then it starts switchbacks up and down the ridge behind the lake. I was warned by my friend that there was a beast of a hill around Mile 4, but I was not anticipating all of the rough terrain and climbing. My calves started getting tight and cramping, despite all the water  I was throwing down from my Camelbak. After I passed Mile 4 I did a lot of walking up the hills and jogging back down for quite some time. After Mile 6.5 I was almost walking the entire way. My legs were just done.

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At some point I realized I was in the trail system, and I wasn’t sure which trail I was supposed to be on. That’s okay, I just need to make sure the lake is always to my left, and I should make it back to the Marina. And the views were getting more and more gorgeous as the sun burned through the clouds.

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Eventually I made it to a parking lot. And it wasn’t the parking lot I had parked in. In fact, I had no idea this lot existed, or exactly where I was. Crap, I took a wrong trail somewhere. I had been running Strava to track my mileage, and I looked on my map to see what was going on.

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Well double crap. I was supposed to pick up the end of the red line, and I was about a half mile off the trail that took me back to my car. At this point I realized that there was no way I was making it back home anytime soon. I had plans to head up to Healdsburg for some wine tasting, and I realized I was in no way going to be home in time for my friend to pick me up. So I texted my apologies and strategized a new plan for getting a ride as I hiked back to the main trail.

By the time I was done, I had completed 9.6 miles, averaging a 14 min/mile pace. Good lord, I felt so slow. But most of it was because I was walking up every stupid hill for five miles. At least I got some good hill training in?

I finally made it back to my car, my 100-minute run now transformed to nearly 2 1/2 hours of slogging through trails, and I was ridiculously late in meeting up my friend. I blasted back home, boiled some eggs as I took the fasted shower ever followed by a quick cold bath to cool down my legs, slammed the eggs down as I put myself together in some cute “wine tasting tourist” attire, and skipped off to BART to meet up my friend.

Happy ending time, we got our wine.

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I would love to hike the lake loop again some day when I have the time and not under the marathon training pressure, but I think for my next (and last!) long run I’ll find a different course so I can try to run the distance instead of having to pepper so many walk breaks in. I’m still not exactly sure where my endurance is for 13 whole miles yet, and race day is looming ever closer. But at this point, the only way out is through! I’ll just show up, run as much as my stumpy little legs can, and see what happens.

Go make it a great day!

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Just Stop Already

It’s another beautiful day in the neighborhood.

I hadn’t worked out in almost a week, so I blasted to the park the other morning for a quick run before I clocked into work. It was a glorious 3 miles, and it felt so good to get my body moving again. I drove the kids up to Oregon for the week, and both work and all the smoke from the wildfires kept me from getting my run on. I am also way overdue for a drop-in to CrossFit GP, so I totally owe you guys! 😉

In other CrossFit news, my L1 certification is only two weeks away! Eek! I also realized that I chose to attend a fitness certification in the mountains. At altitude. And I am a coastal girl. This won’t be painful at all. No worries, it’ll just be two days of sucking wind under a pvc pipe, what could possibly go wrong?

Also coming up, the kids start school next week! Squish has leveled up to First Grade (!!) and will be attending the same local elementary school as last year. I’ve chatted with him about it, and he seems pretty nonchalant about the upcoming year. Buttercup has me a little concerned. She’s starting a brand new school this year, since her current one is closing. While some of her friends will be moving to the school with her, I know she’s had a really rough year as it is with all the changes in her little life (PSA: divorce is hard on everyone, yo) and transitions have never been her forte. I’m anticipating a few rough weeks of tear-streaked drop offs until she settles back in to the new-new-NEW normal. But kids are resilient, and I’m almost certain I’ll have a harder time with it than she will.

Stop growing up. Just stop already.

That’s all from my side of the mountain, have a most wonderful week, and go make it a great day!

Another One In the Books

This weekend, like most of America, we celebrated Halloween over here.

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Gramma made the kids’ costumes, as she is a professional costume designer and has all the sweet hookups to obtain authentic gear. Squish LOVED his “real” fireman uniform complete with boots and a tool belt. Buttercup was less enthused about having to put on her Dalmatian puppy suit, but once she was in it she was pretty snuggly. And it had a super long tail, all the better for chewing/drooling on.

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Squish came down with a touch of the flu on Thursday, so we had to skip out on a birthday party Friday night, and I wasn’t sure if trick-or-treating was on the agenda until Sunday afternoon when I was sure his mild fever wouldn’t be making a reappearance. He was a little slow, but still had a blast trick-or-treating with a pack of new neighborhood kids.

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Or Auntie ‘Manda as a “Lazy Wizard”.

Sunday was my real birthday, but Squish’s flu had caught up to everyone else so it was a chill day. We went to brunch, then Amanda and I went out for some sister gossip and mani-pedis. Then while everyone was napping I went on a six mile hike out around Lake Chabot. It did not suck.

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It’s been a while since I hiked that much, I think since our Alaska trip (which I’m still procrastinating on finishing the recap on. Only been two months, so whatever). Given that we are so close to some great day hike trails, I really need to take advantage of the great outdoors more often.

I’m pretty pumped about turning 33 this year. Normally I’m pretty “meh” about birthdays, but this year feels different. I’m pretty confident this is going to be a great year for me. Mostly because last week I decided that I was done with therapy. Yahoo! I’ve talked about it here and there, and I’ll probably put together an “ask-me-anything” type post on it one of these days, but I’ve been going to therapy for my postpartum depression since March. Lately I’ve felt that I have turned a corner, and decided to take the proverbial training wheels off and ride my own cognitive bike. While I may go back to therapy in the future if I need it, it feels pretty good to feel like I’ve made progress, and have the time and headspace to start working on other stuff now. Like blogging! And maybe exercise. Or I could do the laundry. The possibilities are endless!

That’s it for now. Go make it a great day!

Whole30 Day 30!

Ahh! It’s Day 30! Holy crap, I made it!

I started out with a celebratory breakfast frittata topped with a perfectly ripe avocado, and coffee with coconut milk.

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Then a trail run. I did Day 3 of the Couch to 5k app and covered 1.97 miles. A smidge farther than last time!

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Oh, I also made the tangy bbq sauce from the Whole 30 book. I ate it with a spoon. Condiment or side dish?

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The last few days have been major “are we there yet” pains. When my family breaks out the snacks and beers, I may pout and whine a bit. But last night I thought to myself, “What if I’m doing a Whole60, or even a Whole100 and I’m nowhere near to being done yet?” I realized that if I was still in the middle of it, I wouldn’t feel so desperate to be done. I would happily prep and eat my compliant food just as before, since there would be no finish line taunting me with a guilt-free glass of wine and chocolate bar. Putting it into that perspective really helped manage the cravings for me. So I might not plunge face-first into a box of chocolate chip cookies tomorrow.

But tomorrow I am planning on reintroducing dairy. And by “dairy” I mean butter and cream. Not ice cream. Not yet, anyway. It stinks not being able to have cream in my coffee or to cook my veggies with butter, so I want to see how I handle it and make a decision on if it’s going to be a thing or not. Everything else I’m pretty okay with having on an as-needed basis, but milk or cream in coffee is a big deal for me, especially if I’m drinking coffee at work because I’m a total coffee snob and work coffee never tastes very good without it.

And I need to work on my did-it-for-real August Whole30 write up. It’ll be interesting once I start pondering things to put it all down in one place and see what happens.

Oh, and we’re leaving for Alaska this weekend. I’ll probably not be connected to social media, so if I don’t get eaten by bears, I’ll be back in a week!

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Go make it a great day!

Hiking and Food and Stuff

So, not that I’ve been sleeping hard lately or anything, but apparently I slept right through a pretty decent sized earthquake last night. There was a magnitude 4.0 earthquake along the Hayward fault that’s a few miles from our house. My only disappointment is that I didn’t get to do my “panicky mom” sprint down to the kids’ room to find that they are still sleeping and blissfully unaware that anything happened.

But I sleep hard for good reasons. I got a lovely 5 or so mile hike in the other day.

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I’m also keeping up with my lunchtime walks around the office complex. It’s a great way to break up the day and get some sunshine in.

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Is it just me, or has the tide along the shore been unusually high lately? Maybe just me. But water shouldn’t be there, it’s weird.

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I’m so not “paleo” lately, and I don’t care. My brain needs a break from restriction. So I embrace my inner six year old.

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And all the food trucks. I have a soft spot for quality food trucks.

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That’s all for now, I have a pile of Korean garlic noodles to dive into.

Go make it a great day!

All In

We have been super busy over here moving into our new home!

  
  
  
Olive is “helping.”

I had a “Farewell, San Francisco” post planned, but I never sat down to make it happen. I’ll probably put it together months later and never get around to posting it, similar to Buttercup’s birth story.

 
We’re six months old and think mirrors are awesome!

It’s been tricky trying to figure out a new normal as quickly as possible. I miss the gym, but we’re just 10 minutes away from a Lake Chabot Park trailhead. I’ve been finishing up my Couch-to-5k runs there.

  

I am so amped to start trail running again. Hooray, nature! 

I also started another Whole30 yesterday. Since I didn’t do a proper reintroduction period after my last one (and never got around to the wrap-up post on that, either) I thought it would be good to do another one to sort of settle into the new kitchen and establish some good habits right away. I’m a little bit nervous about adding all the food prep and planning on top of the unpacking and figuring out a new lifestyle. But the more I make Whole30 eating the rule and not the exception, I think it’ll help set good food habits up going forward. Because let’s be honest, when is life not going to be crazy?

That’s the update around here. What’s happening in your neck of the woods?

Make it a great day!