14 Miler for Kicks

by sara on January 30, 2011

So yesterday I ran a half marathon just for fun.  I actually ran more than a half because Jason caught up with me on his bike while I was walking the rest of the loop back to our car and I decided to run the last mile with him.  I exercised a total of 18 miles, 14.11 of which I ran averaging just under 8 minute miles.  On the way home from the lake, Jason asked me why I felt like running a half marathon out of the blue?  I’ve been running the cracked out cheetahs nearly everyday anywhere from 4-7 miles.  We’ve done hilly routes, long routes, speedy routes, stalking neighbor routes, look for job routes and loop around the apartment because I drank too much Diet Coke routes.  I’ve also been doing some strength training and trying my hand at yoga.  I didn’t feel like I was challenging myself though.  I think I really just wanted to find out where I was physically.  Did I have it in me?  I’m about to turn 30 – am I going to be one of those women that stands in front of the mirror and watches my arm flab jiggle?  Will I have to start drinking Ensure?  Is my hair going to fall out?  Are my boobs sagging?  Where are my glasses?  Has anyone seen my car keys?  I know I’m overreacting but my run yesterday answered a lot of questions for me.  It put some pep back in my step even though I was so sweaty, thirsty, tired and hungry after the run that it was all I could do to take a shower.  We celebrated my longest run ever and Jason’s 47 mile bike ride with a dinner at the Cheesecake Factory.  I was too tired to take pictures, forgive me.

I need everyone sitting down for this news.  Are you sitting?  I’ll give you a minute.  Okay…today was my grandmother’s 86th birthday!!!!  This is the grandmother with Dementia so we weren’t surprised when we showed up and she was wearing Mardi Gras beads.  We wanted to take the birthday girl to Crossroads Diner for breakfast but there was a 45 minute wait (Sunday church crowd)(Pancake mania)(Super Bowl fans)(Evolution)(Overbreeding)(Catholics)(Skittles).  So we skipped on over to Cindi’s NY Deli where my family has been going all of my life.  I know this because my parents tell the same story every time we go.  Every time we go.  Every time we go.

I had the avocado, tomato and cheddar omelette with hash browns and harvest grain whole wheat pancakes.

The butter on top kills me.  I mean literally it will clog my arteries but could they stop putting a half a stick of butter on my pancakes?  Pukegarbl.  Oh and I apologize for scraping it into the sweet ‘n low bowl.  Sarree.

After breakfast we picked up Pip Master Flex, 14 year old Labrador extraordinaire, and headed to the Old People Farm for show and tell.

Crazy Bettye belted out some tunes on the piano.  Who says an 86-yr-old can’t jam like Frank Zappa?

Piper entertained the residents with her panting and drooling while we busted out the surprise Snickers cake.

86 trombones in the big parade!

I told her to make a wish.  She didn’t say it out loud but I could tell by the twinkle in her eye that she wished for a chocolate fountain in the lobby.

Ssssshhhhh fireman comin.

Piper was a happy camper today.  She ADORES my grandmother not only because she is a dog lover but she just so happened to feed Piper pot roast every time she came to her house back in the day.  Somehow Labs never forget something like that.

Cindi’s was enough to stuff me pretty much all day.  However, this salad…

consisting of spring mix, cucumber, pickled daikon, red bell pepper, tofu, parmesan, hummus and awesomesauce…is about to get dominated.

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Guess Who February 1, 2011 at 3:01 pm

I’m so proud of your accomplishments! I don’t think I could run 14 miles unless someone had a gun to my head. Even then I might just stop and let them shoot me. Oreo is so jellie of your dogs. I need to get healthier, this is ridiculous. Thanks for making me feel like crap. JK.

Also happy bday to your gramma! She is so baller. She looks like a classy lady even with those boobie beads on! Wheee Mardi Gras!

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