The Daily EO: October 23rd, 2012

I’ve made the mistake of using Bell Tower as my iPhone alarm.  It isn’t jarring enough – it seems to lull me slowly out of sleep instead of jerking me awake.  But like the gentle tones.

This resulted in me not going to the gym since Saturday morning.  I set my alarm with good intentions, but then I lie in bed and think about England so peacefully while listening to the sounds of the seabus and bells.  Why England?  I don’t know, but church bells make me think of the UK.

So, there I lay, and by the time I get out of bed, I only have 20 minutes remaining for a workout and I think, well, I don’t really have time.

October 23rd, 2012 Extra-Ordinary:  Better to not do it all than half assed.   Time for a shower then.   And a spot of tea.

The Daily EO: August 14th, 2012

Good news, people!  My sports doctor – yes, I have a sports doctor – ahem.  As I was saying: My Sports Doctor says he doesn’t think I have compartmental issues (at least in my legs – I probably have them mentally, but no sports doctor is going to fix that).  As you may recall, I was referred based on shin pain while and from running.  The doctor listened to my symptoms and asked me a whole bunch of questions.  I got nervous and sweaty – I really don’t know why – and tried to answer them to be best of my ability.

I felt foolish – who doesn’t experience pain while running? – if we didn’t, we probably wouldn’t have invented cars.   And it’s wasn’t an obvious traumatic incident with bones sticking out, or crutches required.   And with the Olympics wrapping up, I felt a little silly.  I mean Clara Hughes broke her back and placed 5th in the cycling time trials!  Paula Findley refused surgery on her hip and cried through an entire triathlon!  Tory Nyhaug has his spleen removed to make it to the Olympics!  Oh Poor Little Me.  My shin twinges a little sometimes.  Sally.  Wuss.   No Olympics will I be attending with my lack of grit and fortitude (And I had such a chance at the age of 38).

Apparently, you can’t just go out and start running.  Did you know that?  You can run wrong?  Wha!?  How can I run wrong?  It’s it like eating, sleeping, or any other normal body function that you do?  Well, after reviewing the soles of my shoes and my awkward hallway jogging, it appears that I run too much on the front of my foot.  Which apparently is better than running too much on my heels.  And good news, I am an efficient walker!

All this front foot running is causing my gastrocnemius muscle (the one on the inside of my lower leg) to try to contract and expand at the same time. Hence micro tearing, pain after extended use and couple days recovery.

I’m like a sprinter – not enough like an endurance athlete.  Unless I want to reduce my daily workout to 10 seconds a day – and I do really, but that would defeat the purpose of exercise – I need to fix my running.

Now, I have to find myself a running coach to watch and assist me with running mechanics.

August 14th, 2012 Extra-Ordinary:   Focusing on putting my foot down more in the centre.  This is seriously jeopardizing my ability to chew gum and walk at the same time.

The Daily EO: August 11th, 2012

I dragged myself off the couch today and went for a run.  I pulled so hard even Emile joined me – I waved him on ahead while I stretched.  It was overcast and humid.  It was miserable.  Tired, Hungry, Distracted, and Stressed.  There was nothing left in the tank.

I promised myself that I would keep going until I saw Emile coming back.  I ran, I hiked, I walked, I crawled.  And still I didn’t see him.

August 11th, 2012 Extra-Ordinary:  Emile’s goal to catch-up from a runless week with a 10k did not fit into my plans.  I ended up with 7.6 myself.  Curse him.


The Daily EO: August 10th, 2012

For some reason as soon as I got home from our travels, I stopped running.  I am not sure why.  I just didn’t feel like it.  Perhaps it is the anxiety that I wrote about on August 9th, 2012 or perhaps it is something else.

All during my vacation I ran every 2nd day as a minimum, and I felt pretty good about that.  My diet was pretty good but there were significantly more carbohydrates than I usually eat, more diet root beer and definitely more desserts.   But I didn’t weigh myself for the time I was away.  I didn’t really want to know because I assumed it just creeping up every day.

So I kept running, but reaching for second desserts.  So, with trepidation I stepped on our scale when I got home:

2 pounds?  That’s nothing – it’s like a good pee!

Hmmm.  Running does work.  Running kept me in check.  Tomorrow I will begin running again before I completely fall out of the habit of it.  Then I can keep eating the world’s most delicious grilled cheese sandwiches ever made with 4-year-old Wisconsin cheddar (thanks Emile!)

Complete 180 degree for you here.  I would like to talk about things I don’t “get”.  For example, on Star Trek, I thought the Away Team was actually “A-weigh team” and wondered why they named it such.  Perhaps a naval term.  Or the word “puny”.  I read it and thought it to be pronounced “pun-y” (like rhyming with money), and thought it meant thin and colt like (like wiry) based on the context.  I didn’t know “puny” (pronounced p-u-nee spoken out loud) was the same word.  It was only a couple of years ago I learned this.   I wondered where AC/DC (the band) got their name, I thought it was a strange random group of letters.

August 10th, 2012 Extra-Ordinary:   On vacation, I was asked if I wanted to “sup”.  Huh?  Oh, paddleboarding.  That’s a weird name. . . Hmmm.  Okay, if that’s what it is called by the cool kids.  3 weeks later (today) it came to me out of the blue.   Stand-Up Paddleboarding!  Aha!



The Daily EO: August 2nd, 2012

After 3 weeks of vacation, you tend to get lazy and lacking of sleep.  You are never in your own bed, and you pack your days with visiting and activities.  I awoke early this morning for some reason – still tired.  Kinda hungry.  The previous evening we had visited my aunt’s new condo in Burnaby with my Grandma and Grandpa.  All five of us squeezed into the Fit with canes and walkers and headed out.

It was a later evening than usual, and this led to another night without a full night of sleep.  When I awoke –urgently needing to go to the washroom – I listened to my husband’s steady breathing.  Despite wanting to get Olympic highlights, I refrained from turning on the TV and waking him up.

I needed to leave the room so he could get some of the sleep he needed to.  I pondered my options.  Too early to see my grandpa, too early to eat.  But not too early for running.  That’s a bad idea.  I don’t want to run.  I’m tired.  My ass jingles a little bit more after this vacation.

But with a lack of any other choice, I quietly and reluctantly laced my shoes and headed out.  I walked for a bit to warm up.  Well, actually that is not true – I walked for a bit because I didn’t want to start.

But start I did finally and I ran 3.6 kms this morning.  Shorter than usual, but at least I got out there.  As I rounded the last corner, my mom was standing outside drinking a coffee and smoking a cigarette.   She gave me a wave.  Two different approaches to the start of the day.

August 2nd, 2012 Extra-Ordinary:  No stopping for 3.6 km.  Yes, NO STOPPING for 3.6 kms!

The Daily EO: July 25th, 2012

So as I write this, I am eating some Hersey’s Kisses that I stole from the freezer in the common room at the retirement home.  I mean, seriously, I am stealing chocolate from seniors.  In walkers.  This is an example of the things that I do when I go home.  I eat more, I do less, I apparently steal, and I generally regress.  However, in my defense, I probably would steal chocolate from seniors while at home.

I have one of the best aps for my Android phone:  CardioTrainer.  Like many training aps available, it combines GPS, step counting, maps and my dimensions to calculate distance run and calories burned.  It’s fantastic.  It’s free.

On this trip I was determined to not regress too far.  Sure, I’ll fight with my brother, but maybe I could do alright.  I awake early each morning – thanks to time zone changes – and I have to make a decision each morning to exercise.  And I’ve done pretty good I think.

July 25th, 2012 Extra-Ordinary:  According to CardioTrainer, I’ve run 42.2 kms since we left from Huntsville.  I think that is 5% of my lifetime total.

The Daily EO: June 18th, 2012

How many pounds will I gain if I eat a pound of butter?  How many pounds will I gain if I eat a pound of lettuce?

I think the answer should be the same.  I mean if you step on the scale holding a pound of butter, your weight will go up 1 pound.   Swap that out with a giant bag of lettuce, same difference.

So if you hold these items with your stomach instead of your hands, it is the same.  Yet.  If you live your life and then sleep on it, not so much.   In some magical way, butter turns into weight, lettuce turns into . . . well, poop, I guess.

Over the weekend, I ate like a normal person.  Not a normal person focused on weight loss, not a NFL linebacker, but a normal person enjoying food.


Friday evening:   Chicken with Champagne and Vanilla Bean Sauce/asparagus/green beans/mashed parsnips & potatoes, followed by Strawberry Cake and a couple of blueberry cookies
Saturday:  Strawberry Cake for breakfast (we couldn’t let it go to waste), Roast Beef Sandwich with broccoli salad for lunch, Steak (small piece) with salad, veggies, and a small helping of mashed potatoes
Sunday:  Cheese and bread (too much of both) for brunch, and then a side busting dinner at Mandarin Buffet all-you-can-eat restaurant
Snacks:  Cookies and some pieces of chocolate and tea with cream and sweetener

Please note, I run 5k on both Friday and Sunday.

So, not the best diet ever, but not over the top (except for the Mandarin Trip).  Normal person, eating lots of vegetables, eating too much bread and despite trying to eat healthily at the Mandarin, eating excessively.  I also was short of sleep for the weekend.

So, Monday morning, when I climbed upon the scale, there should have been an uptick for sure.   A pound or two.

June 18th, 2012 Extra-Ordinary:   Gaining 5 pounds in 2 1/2 days.  I should not have eaten those five pounds of butter.  Hmmm.

The Daily EO: June 10th, 2012

Goals:  Emile:  29:53 Minutes     Susan:  34:25 Minutes

You should know I walked up that first hill.  My adrenaline was pumping, my stomach was twisting, and I needed to try to calm down.  So, I started out running, but walked the steepest part.  I was passed by a man portaging a canoe, but I felt no shame.  As I was being strategic – saving myself for the end.    Watch out, Canoe Head.  I’ll be coming for you.

At the top of the short but steep hill, I started running.  I was able to run the next 1 km, but it was all generally uphill.   At this point, I was questioning “Why do I do this?”.  I could easily put $50 into something else.  But if I could just make it to the 2.5 km mark, the race got easier from there.  I stopped and walked briskly for 10 seconds.  I started running again.   I  walked again.  There was someone I knew at the corner, I started running again.  Gave a high-five to the kid at the corner – made his day.

And that was a general summary of my race today – running quickly, walking quickly, running, walking.  Running, Walking.

Emile and I did not start out at the same place on the race today – I didn’t want to be distracted by him or what he was doing.  But, our racing styles are completely different – and completely reflect the way we face the world.  Emile doesn’t worry or plan for all contingencies.  He starts and keeps running until complete.  No fuss.  A solid and steady pace from beginning to end.  I, however, plan, think, and strategize every step of the race.  I concern myself with how I should handle everything.  I need to have music and sunglasses.  I get nervous, I fuss.  But when I run, I run fast.  Faster than Emile.  But I also stop and walk because I can’t run 5 km at that speed.

I didn’t feel very good running this race – I felt slow, sticky, tired.  But I kept going – but really what was the alternative?  Was I just going to lay down on the road and await a medic?  You just keep going despite your mind wondering why your lungs and legs hurt.  When I crossed the finish line, I forgot to look at my timer, and forgot to look up at the race timer.  I was just so glad to be finished.  Why do I do this?  Get me some water.

After minutes of recovery, I started wondering about my time. Here is the before and after Emile checking the chip times:

June 10th, 2012 Extra-Ordinary:  Personal Best for both of us, wife of the 40-49 Male division Winner.  I’ll never hear the end of this.

Emile Results:
Time: 25:26  (personal best, and -4:28 from target)
Overall Finish:  9th (OMG!!!)
Gender Finish:  5th (OMG!!)
Category Finish: 1st (with a medal and ceremony to prove it)

Susan Results:
Time:  30:39 (personal best and -3:46 from target)
Overall Finish:  33rd (!!)
Gender Finish:  22nd (!!)
Category Finish:  8th (OMG!!)

The Daily EO: June 9th, 2012

I get nervous about lots of things.  I don’t like to make mistakes.  Which is funny because if you asked anyone – most think I am bold and brave.  I’m not really – it’s just bravado.

I couldn’t sleep last night worrying about our race the next day (Band On the Run – 5 km).  What if I don’t get enough sleep?  What if I can’t handle the hills?  This is a much harder race than the Chocolate Race. (we burned 300 calories just walking the race route)  What if I don’t hydrate enough?  What if I hydrate too much?  Should I run or walk up the hardest hill right at the beginning?  What if I can’t handle it?  What if it rains?  So I lay in bed, counting down how many hours of sleep I might get if I go to sleep right now.

But here I am the morning of, up, hydrated, eaten, and listening to my husband update his FaceBook about his “wife going to do great”.  Now he’s proclaimed it.  I’d better do it.

June 9th, 2012 Extra-Ordinary:  Being stupidly nervous about things that just get worse when you get nervous about them.  Don’t you think I know that?

The Daily EO: June 6th, 2012

Do you remember those diamond commercials by De Beers?  The ones with the shadow people and that music?  You the ones – you’d find tears on your face and hate yourself for being sucked into “A Diamond is Forever”.  I love that piece of music.  It is rich, dramatic, and exciting.  It is “Palladio” and composed by Karl Jenkins – a modern classicist (he’s actually still alive).  Until I wrote this post, I thought Beethoven wrote it.  If you are creating music in the 20th century that people think was written 300 years ago, I think you know how to fit in with the big guys.

So, imagine my curiosity when I found someone who remixed it way back in 2002.  Yes, Just like they do with Lady Gaga, Madonna, LMFAO, etc, etc.  Someone remixed Palladio!  I listened to the clip and immediately downloaded and added it to my workout playlist.

I went for a run with my workout music on shuffle as always and at the 1.9 km mark on my run, that song started up. I was running on a generally straight patch, and I had just run up a bunch of slow twisty hills.  I was tired and really didn’t feel like running anymore.  But I felt like I was in a commercial – not for diamonds this time, but something that mattered.  Something bold.  Important.  Something bigger than just a girl running on the road.

I ran.

June 6th, 2012 Extra-Ordinary:  I cut 30 seconds off my regular min/km pace today.

Allegretto by Bond from their Album Shine