Whew, what a month! For that matter, what a year! I know I say this every year, but seriously, the older I get, the faster the years go by. It’s been a wonderful year filled with miles of running, exciting vacations and some super fun blogger meetups. But before moving on to 2018, I feel the need to cleanse the sweaty sole with Marcia’s Runfessional …because it does feel better to get a few things off your chest, or feet!
Another life sucking hot and humid month is coming to end which means it’s time to air all of our sweaty summer grievances by linking up with Marica’s Runfession link-up. Be sure to pop over to her blog and read all about her “Runfessions” and others.
So, let’s get this party started!
No point in dancing around the obvious, so I’ll just go ahead and get this one out of the way ……I runfess that I am totally over the heat and humidity. Growing up in the south, I’ve heard quite a few ‘old sayings’ regarding the summer heat ….thought I’d share a few for your entertainment:
- hotter than blue blazes
- hotter than a six-shooter
- hotter than Hell’s pepper patch
- hotter than Hell on fire
- hotter than a goats butt in the pepper patch
If you’ve been following me lately, you know that I’ve been on somewhat of a ‘running hiatus’ this summer and been cycling a lot instead. I runfess that I really miss running …but there’s that whole heat and humidity thing.
However, I am enjoying my bike and the myriad of adventures she’s bringing ….the good, bad and the ugly. After my tire blow-out the other day, I realized that I need to take ‘bicycle mechanics’ much more seriously. As much as I hate to admit it, I runfess that I’ve been riding around for years with a spare tube and nothing else. That’s right. No tools, no CO2 canisters and zero knowledge of how to change a tire. I’m not sure if I thought the tire would change itself or if it came down to it, I’d play the ‘damsel in distress’ role and rely on the goodness of strangers to help a poor girl out. While that’s exactly what happened yesterday (thanks to the southern gentleman in the Elmo cycling jersey:, I hated feeling so helpless and have vowed to not let that happen again. Let the record show, I runfess that I will be signing up for the next available bicycle mechanics class at the local bike shop.
As a runner, I will admit that I used to get so irritated by cyclist whizzing past me on the trails as they yelled out “passing on the left”. I really don’t know why, but I would think to myself, quite smugly, as they passed me on a hill that it my running that hill was so much harder than them pushing up it on a bike. Well …..now that the shoe is on the other foot, so to speak, I runfess that I get so freaking irritated by walkers and runners who take up more than their half of the pathway! I can understand it if you don’t see the cyclist coming from behind, but many times I’ve encountered runners running side by side and they can see me coming and still don’t fall into single file. It’s so frustrating. Come on people…. let’s all play nice and
……and by the way, speaking from experience ….pedaling a bike uphill is just as hard as running uphill. It’s not a competition …we’re all just out there enjoying what we do, pushing ourselves beyond our comfort zones and trying to be the best version of us we can be.
And with that, I’ll close this month’s edition of ‘runfessions’. It always feels good to cleanse those sweaty soles! Join us the last Friday of every month when Marcia opens her ‘Runfessional’, I know you have a few things to ‘runfess’ yourself.
What are your favorite “hotter than” sayings? Do you know how to change a bike tire? Ever had a flat while riding?
Finding “Fabulous” at Fifty, one runfession at a time!
Happy Friday all! Not only does that mean the long holiday weekend is upon us, but also means it’s time for another edition of Runfessions and what perfect timing! Why, you ask? Well, the Utah Valley Half is just two weeks away and I have a lot on my mind and soles to runfess, specifically regarding this upcoming race. So, without further delay ….let the cleansing begin!
I runfess ….. for the past few weeks, on occasion, I have felt an old familiar pain in the top of my foot when walking. So far, it hasn’t bothered me while running but usually within the first few steps after sitting for a while. It is so reminiscent of a stress fracture in the metatarsal I suffered several years ago. In addition, the old ankle injury that really never healed completely is talking rather loudly lately. I’m assuming from the increased mileage. Sigh …. the unraveling continues.
I runfess …. due to the above “unraveling”, I’m seriously considering backing off the long runs and just coasting on in to Utah! I mean, I know I can run 13 miles. It may not be fast or pretty, but I can cross that finish line.
I runfess ….. I have no idea how the elevation of this course is going to affect my performance. The half starts around 5,200 ft and my hometown sits around a whopping 338 ft …..this could pose a problem. I’m not concerned about altitude sickness since I have visited Colorado Springs and Jackson Hole, both of which sit somewhere in the 6,000 ft of elevation. However, I do remember my lungs screaming for air as we hiked mountains. I’m banking on the fact that we will be descending rather than climbing.
I runfess ….. I have never run a race that required me to catch a bus at 3:10 AM!! I’m definitely NOT looking forward to that. I mean, seriously? Who sleeps well the night before a big race anyway? Add a 2 o’clock wake up to the picture and what do you have? A zombie run, that’s what. I do not know how all of you “Disney runners” do it! On a positive note ….maybe the downhill course will just pull me to the finish line …half asleep, nauseated from either the bus ride up the mountain and hobbling from all of my “unraveling”!
I runfess ….. despite my concerns regarding my aches and pains, the altitude and the insanely early morning start, I am excited about taking in the beauty of Utah in the best possible manner ….while running! Oh yeah, and then there’s this pretty awesome little perk of getting to meet in person some of the fabulous fellow bloggers I’ve met over the past year! You ladies have not only welcomed me with the warmest of hearts, but have also been such an amazing support group! See you in two weeks ladies!
Finding “Fabulous” at Fifty, one Runfession at a time!
It’s FriYAY and another month is coming to a close which means it’s time to cleanse our souls or soles …or maybe both! This, quite possibly, may be everyone’s favorite link-up as we runners tend to get pretty uptight about things from time to time and let’s be honest, just like our sweaty running gear …sometimes, we just need to “air things out”. So let’s get right to it, shall we?
After discovering that one of my only pair of Injinji socks (which I absolutely have to wear for runs longer than 6 miles) has gone AWOL, last seen in the dirty clothes hamper, I promptly logged in to my Amazon account and ordered
another multiple pairs. It’s been 8 days now and the lone sock is still sitting atop my dresser, waiting for the return of its mate. I can’t bring myself to move it to the “single sock bin” yet ….because we all know what happens to those! Any other sock would have promptly been relocated, but my beloved Injinji’s ….just no! I’m still holding out hope that it will turn up and in the meantime these new babies better arrive today because there’s a 9 miler on the training schedule for tomorrow. If not, I’ve actually considered wearing the lone sock along with a regular sock …since it just so happens to be the foot that tends to blister. Desperate times call for desperate measures!
While I’m ashamed to admit it, I used to think Jeff Galloway and his run/walking deal wasn’t for “real” runners. I know, I know ….I feel the shame. Whenever I would see people doing this in a race, I would think “just run! If you have to stop and walk in the first mile, then just slow your running down” for goodness sakes. But oh, how sweet a big slice of humble pie can be! After trying this method over the past several weeks and not only enjoying it, but also finding that my overall times are improving …I now think the man is a freaking genius! It is perfect for nursing injuries, getting acclimated to the heat and humidity and also serves as great speed work if you really push yourself on the run intervals. I’m not sure that I will use this in short distance racing, but definitely will incorporate it into half marathons. And just to quiet those indignant runners (like myself), I’m thinking about sporting one of these shirts …..
I have gotten to the point that I don’t even want to look at race pictures of myself anymore. I mean seriously… I either look like I’m walking, crawling, or dying, I’m either wiping my nose or looking spastic. And I truly think that the camera adds 20lbs to my thighs! For every one decent picture they capture, there’s always at least three hideous ones that make me cringe. In an effort of always “keeping it real”, here’s the latest…..
Instead of looking all cutesy like this girl…
….here’s what I get
Yep, there it is …isn’t it lovely? I look like a have some serious “junk in my trunk” and my thighs look like tree trunks. And that’s all just icing on the cake to the spastic wave and look of sheer surprise on my face. Geez, this may be the worst one yet. They did get a halfway decent one of me crossing the finish line in which my thighs look a little closer to their actual size…
Clearly I need to either hide from the race photographers or amp up my “leg day” workouts.
After my lucky streak of winning giveaways I’ve had recently and in light of the way my thighs looked in the above mentioned runfession, I registered to win a free Cool Sculpting treatment. I mean, why not? If it’s free, non invasive and could possibly freeze the heck out of some stubborn fat cells that have taken up residence around my mid-section, hips and thighs …I’m all over that. Here’s to hoping my my lucky streak continues!
My latest guilty pleasure is this little pint-sized bucket of pure sweet and salty deliciousness and I may or may not have indulged in the entire container last week …….which obviously went straight to my thighs as evidenced by Saturdays race photos! Shakira hit the nail on the head when she said “hips don’t lie” ….and I’m here to tell ya that neither do the thighs! I’ve given very specific instructions to Major Hubs to limit my intake the next time I sit down with this seemingly innocuous pint of “healthy” ice cream. He gave me the look that says ….”I’m smarter than that!”
What’s your favorite Halo Top flavor? Are you guilty of ever indulging in the entire pint? Do you love or hate your race pics? Have you or anyone you know ever had a Cool Sculpting treatment? Pros/Cons?
Finding “Fabulous” at Fifty, one runfession at a time!
Wow! It’s the last Friday of the month and that means it’s Runfession time! You know, getting all of that “stuff” off your sweaty souls/soles. I almost let the day get away from me, but never fear …I have a few confessions of my own to make here!
I runfess …that I’m still not running as much as I’d like to be at this point in my training cycle because frankly, I don’t know what the &#@% is going on with my feet and these orthotics! I did go in for an adjustment on Monday and while they felt a tad better, they just aren’t comfortable to run in. But I won’t go down that ugly road again. Let’s just suffice it to say that I’ll be making another appointment next week and I’ll leave this time with a major ‘fix’ or my $400 in hand. Continue reading
Happy Friday everyone! As February comes to a close with March just around the corner, spring is already in the air! Like many of you, Mother Nature has been showering us with lots of beautiful sunshine and some pretty fabulous temps….instant mood changer, right? Before we get this fabulous weekend started, let’s take care of a little housekeeping by getting all of those “runfessions” off our chests.
I runfess ….
One of my goals for 2017 was to incorporate Yoga into my workout routine …it’s almost March and I must admit that I’ve only done two 20 minute videos. What is wrong with me? I just can’t get into the Yoga groove …well, the truth is I have a difficult time getting into many of the positions, therefore; I can’t get into the Yoga groove. I’ll keep trying but I’m afraid it’s just not my ‘thing’.
The hubs and I tried a new class at our gym the other night called Triple Threat …and I’m pretty sure it was named such because the instructors goal was to either make you puke, pass out or die. It was a 45 minute circuit HIIT class with four different stations. Each station had a piece of paper with 6 different exercises on it. You had to roll a dice and do the exercise that corresponded to that number. Soooo …while at the second station, first roll of the dice …bam! burpees ..with push ups! Yep, and the word pushups was underlined. 20 of those suckers. Well, I runfess that after 5 of them, I eliminated the push up portion and after 10, I stopped and just watched the others in my group continue to torture themselves. A few minutes later, after three other exercises were completed, the next roll of the dice turned up BURPEES again! I confess that I just looked at the other in my group and said “No, we’re not doing those again. Roll that dice again”. It was a great workout, with a lot of sweating, moaning and cursing …we’ll definitely go back but I refuse to do those dang burpees!
One of my biggest gym pet peeves are those
guys meatheads who obviously do zero cardio, focus only on arms, shoulders and chest and spend more time sitting on the equipment, talking loudly, looking around to see who all is paying attention to them than they do actually working out. You know the ones …they usually are wearing a lifting belt which sits just below their big belly. They can usually always be heard giving others either unsolicited advice or incorrect instruction on how to properly perform a particular move. They’re never alone, having at least one to two side kicks who serve as ego-strokers. Yep, there’s one in every gym and it didn’t take long for me to peg the one in my new gym. He’s always there in the evenings when Major Hubs and I workout together. The hubs told me the other day that I wasn’t doing a very good job of hiding the fact that he and his posse were annoying me. I runfess that I wasn’t trying.
And that’s a wrap on this month’s Runfessions. Whew, I feel so much better! How about you? Do you have anything you need to runfess? Do you hate burpees as much as I do? I’m linking up with Marcia for the Runfessions link-up. Be sure to stop by and see what other ‘sole-cleansing’ runfessions are being laid to rest and add a few of your own.
Have a wonderful weekend! Namaste.
Finding “Fabulous” at Fifty, one runfession at a time!
Wow! How can we already be at the end of the first month of the new year?!? Time sure flies when you’re having fun, desperately trying to stay fit, chasing down escaped dogs, buried in year-end taxes and bookkeeping and just loving life in general! As always, the last Friday of every month begs us to bear our sweaty souls with a myriad of confessions or “runfessions”, if you prefer. Thanks to Marcia for hosting this fabulous link up …because it does feel good to vent from time to time!
Without further adieu …I just have to get this one off my chest right away, and I know it is not run/fitness related but it did occur to me while I wan on a running hiatus due to my injury. While looking for a TV show to binge watch, I came to the very quick and definitive conclusion that I absolutely HATE Gilmore Girls. There, I said it. I know it’s not popular and maybe not even politically correct to say, but it’s true. I HATE IT. Lorelai and Rory have got to be two of the most obnoxious, rude, sarcastic, narcissistic, self-absorbed and immature characters ever created. Their love of and pride in the ridiculous consumption of junk food is quite repulsive and their “we’re best friends” relationship is just so pathetically “junior-highish” ….oh and their voices, oh my gosh, those voices …like hamsters on crack! I could go on and tell you how I really feel, but I think you get the picture.
Second …I must runfess that I have been extremely frustrated with the Spin instructor at my new gym. Yes, I admit that part of my frustration could be that it’s hard to be the student when you’re accustomed to being the teacher. But geez …this woman will not shut up! She yaps throughout the entire class and I don’t just mean instructing. That part is okay …but the incessant narrative about why every song she plays is important to her and has some special meaning that dates back to high school or college, that is just too much. I just want to scream “Shut up! I don’t care if that song reminds you of your first boyfriend, I just want to get lost in the music and the pounding of my lungs as my quads are on freaking fire here!” Then there’s also this annoying little habit she has of changing songs mid way through …just when we are getting into the rhythm, she decides to change songs because she wants to get the entire playlist in before the class is over. Really? Why don’t you just shorten your playlist then??? Ugh. Yes, there are other instructors, but I really like the time slot of this class so I continue to endure the constant jabbering …kind of like having Lorelai (see above) for a Spin instructor. Sigh….
Third ….if you follow me on IG, you know that I have been toying with the idea of doing a 3 day juice cleanse. I love the idea of completely detoxing my body and starting fresh; however, I do not like the idea of an all liquid diet for three days ..unless, of course, that is a coffee and wine diet! Anyway, I purchased a few juices at my local grocery store to run them past my taste buds before embarking on this challenge. So far I have loved them all …until today. Oh my goodness, this “Radiant Probiotic” drink is like drinking moldy grass with an abundance of pepper. Yuck, spit, sputter, gag …I managed to get half of it down before giving up …thought I was tougher than that, but I am woman enough to admit defeat. Guess I will just have to get my radiantly glowing skin from my beauty products rather than my probiotics!
Fourth ….another non-run related runfession here, but I have witnessed these many times in the gym and I just have to ask. Have you ever seen another woman’s eyebrows so jacked up that you just want to help the poor girl out by giving her your Estheticians name?
And my fifth and final runfession for the month ….I runfess that no matter how hard I tried, I just could not bring myself to wear the uber cool jacket I received from the Mississippi Blues half marathon that was canceled due to the ice storm. I have reached for it several times while heading to the gym or out for a run and had to put it back. The race did offer a virtual run option which I wasn’t going to do since I really wasn’t trained for this distance. But dang, that jacket …just hanging there teasing me with its perfectly placed zippered pockets and longer length for just the right amount of coverage! So yeah, I went out on Monday and ran 13.1 miles and it sucked. Well, the last few miles sucked …the first half felt great, the next few were challenging and last couple just plain sucked. But hey, I did it and I’ve been wearing the hell of that jacket ever since! #earnednotgiven
And that’s a wrap on this month’s runfessions. Thanks for listening, I feel so much better! I’m also linking up with Running on Happy and Fairytales and Fitness for their Friday Five 2.0 linkup so please drop by all of these great blogs to see what they’re up to. You’ll be inspired, motivated, encouraged and even entertained …I promise!
Have a great weekend everyone and Happy running!
Finding “Fabulous” at Fifty, one runfession at a time!