Monday, November 26, 2012
I've decided to start writing here again. I've missed recording my thoughts about running. It's been months and many things have happened here in the Mediterranean, but through it all I've kept running.
And running has kept me calm, it's been the stabilizer in a year marked by constant change and instability.
Right now I'm preparing for a half marathon on December 16th and the Barcelona Marathon on March 17th, 2013. It won't be easy to train for the full: my job ends soon and I'll have to search for a new one, but somehow I think having another (out-of-work) goal will help me stay on track during the job search.
New things since I last wrote:
* massage has done wonders for my back. But I still think Pilates and swimming can do more.
* I ran an awful half marathon in October. I had a great mileage and going into it and I fell apart at mile 8! 2:08: bleh! At first I blamed the humidity, but now, with more time for reflection, I've realized it was mental. A woman I know socially was right behind me and once she past me I fell apart. Her husband was pacing her and somehow seeing him guide her along, just made me feel lonely and lost whatever it is that usually pulls me along.
*Then, three weeks later, I ran a great 10k and conquered the hills with my mind.
* I've started tracking calories on My Fitness Pal and I've learned so much in just 3 months about nutrition and diet. My whole life I thought counting calories sounded horrible, but it turns out it makes me feel great, more in control and aware. Some days (like yesterday: Catalan elections + ex-pat Thanksgiving) I go overboard, but for the most part I'm quite good. If you're on MFP, let me know and we can be friends.
*I've become a morning runner, which is absolutely the best decision ever! Never in my life did I think this possible, but I wake up at least three times a week at the crack of dawn and get out there and go and it is LA GLORIA.
So, this week holds:
Monday 4 miles easy
Tuesday 5 miles hills
Wednesday: tempo run
Thursday 6 easy / swimming at midday
Friday 4 easy or rest
Sun 4 easy
unless I decide to run a half-marathon on Sunday, which might also happen.
Oh, it's hard to stick to a plan...
Monday, May 7, 2012
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Wednesday, March 28, 2012
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
I didn’t discover the true secret to happiness until I was thirty-years-old so I have a whole list of places where I wish I had run. Of moments in my life when I wish I had had the emotional maturity to make running a part of my everyday.
If only I had known how calm and confident running can make you.
1) Towson High School
Instead of staying up late talking on the phone or sneaking cigs before school started I could’ve, should’ve been running! God, I would have been beautiful! So young, so skinny! So tan! Instead I was an art-house goon: pale, red-eyed and brooding all the damn day.
2) In college in the beautiful Hudson Valley. Instead of drinking 40’s and arguing over Marxist theory, I could’ve been running the trails. My mind would have been sharper for studying, my poems however might have suffered a bit.
3) Those first lonely months in Madrid, when I discovered slowly and then ever so quickly what it means to be a woman in this world. Instead of feeling my lip quiver as a man named Jesus taught me how to dance, I could have been exploring the Retiro park. I could have gotten strong instead of skinny. But then again, I may never have read so much Bashevis Singer and Cormac McCarthy all alone in the subway if I’d been running…
4) Granada. Ah, the hills, I walked them back in September 2004, but how I’d like to have run them. In that crisp morning air you get from the Sierra Nevada just before the sun comes up. And I would have enjoyed all the food I ate so much more.
5) Philadelphia. That hot summer of 1999 when I was broke and broken hearted. Sure I got strong from selling cokes at Veterans Stadium and riding my bike all over town, but god if I had started running that summer I would have been on top of the world.
As you can see, I’m back to believing that running keeps me steady. This past fall I was afraid to admit that because my hip hurt and I thought that happiness might just slip away but after this weekend’s post-injury PR in a 10-k I’m feeling like I’ve kept a hold of running, clenched it just tight enough.
Monday, January 9, 2012
Short & Sweet
1. Get back down to 53 kilograms / 116.8 pounds and stay there!
2. Publish a story from Other People’s Daughters.
Of course there are a lot of other things I hope to do (get more sleep, be a better daughter wife and sister, travel, swim once a week, run a marathon, host some great dinner parties), but for now I’m just betting on these two goals which are at once simple and seemingly impossible.
There were many, but here are a few.
1. January: Starting my new job as a political advisor and getting a half-marathon PR
2. February: Sitting in a packed house while my boss delivered the first BIG speech I’d written
3. March: Enjoying a wonderful, if all too-short, visit from my mom
4. April: Celebrating my birthday in Horta with lots of tapas and wine and a very funny, diverse group of friends
5. May: Discovering our terrace in full bloom and doing a 15-mile hike to Cabrera
6. June: “Working” in Venice
7. July: Running (lots) from the mountain to the sea with my dad in BCN
8. August: Having seven days in paradise, with my family in The Outer Banks
9. September: Running the Sabadell half even though I was exhausted and it was hot and hilly
10. October: Dealing, calmly, with injury
11. November: Finding Pilates
12. December: Celebrating Christmas in Baltimore with all the family and meeting Ruby, pictured above.