Sticky Boob

The rumor is true. I survived my 14 mile run. It took about 2:16. Warning: this post is full of boring minutia about my run and my day. Little stuff + little stuff + little stuff = life.

8:15 a.m. I chugged some water beforehand and hit the road. I like to really suck the bottle. It’s how I roll.

9:20 a.m. Things were going swimmingly until some dog rushed out of nowhere. I soon realized he was not going to attack or hump me. I then fell in love with him because he had only three legs. Guess what his name was? I’ll give you a prize if you guess. Was it a) Beantown b) Bucket, or c) Booger? I seriously wanted to take him home to befriend Lucky and to replace Lucky when he dies one day. Sniff. Why did you make me bring that up?

The three-leggedness allows for a full on view of this dog’s junk.

I did not fuel with Dots as I had planned because Sam ate them all. I put him in a time-out for leaving me Dot-less, but 14 year olds actually love time- outs in their rooms without their parents to do whatever it is they do in there, so I don’t know if this was effective.

I replaced the Dots with the Shot Bloks and ate one every two miles or so. Seemed to work well, but I don’t know if it was that much different than just eating at the hour marks. It was kind of pain having to remember to eat the Blok and to find it. I finally stored them in my sports bra, but things got sticky and they ended up tasting like my detergent. Tide flavored Shot Bloks with a hint of strawberry aren’t the best. Take my word for it.

My new nickname: Sticky Boob.

There goes Sticky Boob!

It was a gorgeous day to be running in Colorado.

The run was pretty uneventful and poopless and I felt good. That is until the last mile or so when my LAC (left ass check) and LHH (left ham hock) started talking back a bit. Now I am sore and wondering if I will ever in my entire life be free of this left side bullshit. I did order some new gorgeous Brooks and am going to slowly try breaking them in and working on moving away from my heel strike.

This is the only thing I can think of to do that I have not done. The PT told me to get my glutes stronger, which I am also working on. My goal is to pick up and move 49 quarters from one end of the room to the other with my ass cheeks by mid-June. It’s good to have measurable goals, you know.

All in all, a good day in the running world for me. I hate being limited by whatever crap is going on, but I also know I have not asked my body to run that far in awhile. We are all adjusting to the increased mileage – me, myself, my ass and my hamstring. We might go into family therapy. Patience is not a virtue of mine. I want things and I want them now.

11:00 a.m. I grabbed a huge cup of coffee on my way home and downed a cookie dough Luna Bar. In true I-work-at-home-but-really-don’t-do-shit-all-day fashion, I watched Bethany Ever After. I then made a huge kitchen sink salad with edamame, avocado, spinach, apples, carrots all tossed with Bolthouse yogurt ranch dressing, which rocks the house. Costco has it in a three-pack in the refrigerated section.

I also had a few Lean Cuisine spring rolls that are actually pretty damn good for frozen.

 

 

I continued to eat all day long including peanut butter cookies and Cadbury eggs. What? I ran 14 miles. It’s a free pass to eat non stop.

I don’t know why I’m tell you all of this boring stuff. Just felt like it. I mean do you really care what I had in my salad? Probably not. But if you do, God bless you.

Okay, I’ll stop. I’m even falling asleep.

So, what WAS the three-legged dog’s name?

What kind of random crap do you put in your salad? I am a big chopped salad kind of girls. Chop it all up, anything I can find, and mix it with dressing. I love nuts, fruit, spinach and avocado the best.

When you do your long runs, do you graze on food all day or is it just me?

Any new products you are digging?

SUAR