Greetings friends, strangers, and family members who lovingly check in on my life.
How’s it going?
It’s JUNE. How did that happen?! I seriously feel like I was just bundling up every day and cranking my heater on a regular basis. Spring flew by, and while I know each year everyone seems to talk about how fast the time goes, for real this year seems even speedier. I’m just hoping this isn’t a sign of getting older…24 is ripe, I’ll tell you.
But let’s celebrate the time instead of commiserate its passing, shall we?
Plus, I have THINGS TO TELL YOU.
Friday Faves (obvs), AND I have some encouraging news. It’s not exclamation point encouraging, but exciting nonetheless.
I RAN. Well, ran-walked. And unlike Sunday’s fail of a walk-run attempt, I can confidently say that this excursion went well! Let’s back track a bit though and do a little lack-of-running recap.
doomsday the Tacoma Marathon, I haven’t been running at all. I tried a few times, realized very quickly that my IT band is shot, and since then I’ve been desperately trying to massage and ice and exorcise the stubborn demons out of my leg. It has been a month, which is pretty hard to believe—since it seems like only a little bit ago I felt fully recovered. Pathetic.
And no, I haven’t really been performing exorcisms on body parts. Yet.
Anyway, I have been sad, you have heard a lot about it, I have become a grumpy injured runner, etc. Whine whine whine.
Despite being peeved at anyone and everyone with fully-functioning legs, I actually have been more okay with this running leave-of-absence than I thought. After getting myself back together after that race, I realized that taking a step back was probably just what I needed. Although I’m sad it took an injury to fully solidify my “rest period,” the timing is without question the universe telling me to slow down. And slowing I have been.
Cue, Wednesday afternoon. I wanted to try walk/running again. I was/am tired of being inside on a spin bike while everyone in the entire world is out running.
(By the way, when you all of a sudden can’t run, every single person and their puppy seems to start running.)
It only took about 2 minutes in for my knee to seize in that all-too-familiar way, and so I started to walk, per run/walk standard procedure. After a minute, I started to run again, and after another two minutes…I realized my knee felt better. Not great, but not bad. While I am always hoping that one day I’ll wake up and the running gods will have waved their wands (the Stick) and made my ailments completely go away, at this point…I’ll take what I can get.
And guess what? I was out on my favorite route for 45 minutes!! 32 of which were running, and the others were spent stretching/walking. I didn’t even really care that I was having to walk at some points when I otherwise would have been flying by other people. It felt so good to be outside, by the water, and actually sweating from running. I know I had a big smile on my face the whole time, and I felt better after each spurt of running.
It would be a lie to say that my knee didn’t hurt afterwards, because it did. However, although the running is bringing on the IT band flare, it doesn’t seem to be making it worse, does that make sense? As in, the pain is there…but it’s not getting any more significant through movement.
The next day, I was sore but still pleased that for the first time in a month, I can say that I covered over 4.5 miles.
I’m going to try again perhaps Sunday, and with any luck this next attempt will be even better. Wednesday’s run was the first time I’ve actually felt hopeful about my running endeavors in a while, and that’s a good feeling.
ALSO. In other news regarding feeling like a runner…remember back when how I told you about my two dead toenails holding on for dear life? Yes, well, they have been hanging around, black and beautiful. I figured since I haven’t been running, they would calm themselves down and return to a semi-normal look.
So I go to cut my toenails last night, and I realize that one of my black nails is COMING OFF. Like, I could easily pick it up.
I’ll spare you details, you get it, but I am officially toenail-less. Which is nasty, no doubt, but it’s also a friendly little reminder that I am, in fact, a runner…injury or not.
Also, writing about cutting my toenails feels really TMI, so… sorry. Strange, because apparantly I have no qualms with talking about peeing my pants while running.
Moving on…let’s get onto some Friday favorites eh? I’ve been slacking recently, sorry, but I’m back and ready to deliver the goods. And by “goods,” I mean “random shit that I like that I’m going to tell you about because this is my blog and you are reading it.”
Christian The Lion
If you have not seen this video, STOP what you are doing, no I don’t care if your boss can see, and watch this video. It is almost certain that everyone has seen it, but if not…you will not be disappointed.
This never fails to bring a smile to my face and actual tears to my eyes. I don’t cry from movies people, ever. But this is perfect. Animals really have the whole unconditional love thing figured out…if only we could catch on.
How much do you want to hug a lion after watching this? Also, Whitney is crucial to building the anticipation.
(Side note: When I say I don’t cry in movies, I’m really not kidding. However I need to inform you that no matter how immune to tv/movie crying you may be, if you watch the Glee season finale from this year while on a foam roller you WILL burst into heavy uncontrollable tears. Seriously, SOBS.)
Dixie Cup Ice Massages
Every runner should know about this contraption. Oh wait, I was the only runner who wasn’t doing it? Dang.
BUT I have made a few discoveries regarding the usefulness of freezing a Dixie cup full of water.
1) The functionality of icing your leg is highly improved by using this method as opposed to holding individual ice cubes and pointlessly running them along your leg.
2) This shit hurts. Due to increased grippage (thanks Dixie people), you can really dig into your muscles with this baby. Ice AND massage= two for one special! The concentration of a huge hunk of ice on a knotty IT band yields a good deal of pain, and with enough effort, this can be as brutal as the foam roller.
*Question for anyone who has done this…is it normal for me to be sore the next day from doing this last night?? I think I might be bruising.
Pink Lady Apples
I cannot believe I haven’t done this one before, but I actually don’t think this favorite has been on my list.
I can safely say that I eat an apple every single day. I love them, they are easily transportable, and they accent other things so well. With that said, I have made the rounds in terms of trying all different kinds of apples.
My key components are: crispiness, tartness, and size.
I love me a huge apple, which often times dictates which ones I pick up. Also lucky I live in WA, where the big apples are ample.
Through all my experimentation, Pink Lady apples are the winners in terms of consistency and appeasing all my apple must-haves. The are always hard, tart with a subtle sweetness, and they are generally big.
Galas and honeycrisps suffice when my favorite PLs are absent, but otherwise I will be a Pink Lady lover for life.
I know, I know. Old news, everyone has already ranted and quoted on and on about this movie.
Don’t care, it’s on the favorites.
This movie gets funnier every time I watch it, and so far I haven’t gotten sick of quoting or rewatching it. There are SO many funny things that aren’t even that obvious at first, and I credit it to the brilliance of Kristin Wiig and the probable ad-libbing that went on. Megan is obviously the best character, with Annie’s (K. Wiig) female roommate as a close second.
This is not going to be interesting whatsoever, but in case you are as obsessed as me and can identify these nuances, I’ll share some of my favorite lines which frequently make their way into my daily vocabulary. If you’re over this movie, just go ahead and skip ahead:
“Oh that’s prickly.”
“I’m glad he’s single cause I’m gonna climb that like a tree.”
“No it’s not… me.”
“Yea oh shit. Yea oh shit.”
“I’m just gonna snowball off of that and say Fight Club. Female Fight Club.”
“Well only because I’ve never had a drink!”
National Food Holidays
I love food. I love when everyone else loves food, too. I don’t always participate, admittedly, but I think it’s a hoot when everyone’s all of a sudden buying grilled cheeses or cupcakes or eating peanut butter by the spoonful—which is super fun, any day of the year.
With that said…
Today is National Doughnut Day.
I don’t really need an excuse for most things, but doughnuts are something I rarely have…so why not today, right?
PLAY WITH ME! What are your favorite things? What kind of apples do you like? Favorite Bridesmaids lines? Is my post-ice massage soreness kosher? Are you kosher? Is anyone really kosher? I’m done I’m done.
I want a donut. Bridesmaids is awesome. I am obsesesed with good apples and eat 2 every day, but I’m VERY picky about them. Pink Lady, Gala, and Honeycrisp top my lists as well, with a new addition I just discovered of Ambrosia. They MUST be crisp, that is my #1 requirement, I seriously won’t even finish an even semi-mushy apple. I’m weird. I’m like that about bananas too. okay, all fruit apparently. YAY FOR RUNNING 4.5 MILES!!!!!
Omg I miss honeycrisp apples SO MUCH.
Bridemaids is the best… and you rented it for me and Boppy!