Showing posts with label Spring. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Spring. Show all posts

Monday, March 26, 2012

Blossoms and Thong Sandals


There are lots of fun and new things that have happened to me recently.

Today, I ran with a braid in my hair since the first time since high school. I also finally figured out that if you put your ear buds in backwards, the headphone cord doesn't swing constantly in front of you while running (why did I only realize this today?).

Is none of this compelling to you?

Well I also saw a guy at the track wearing a pair of gladiator-thong sandals. I would venture a guess that they don’t make these in men’s sizes.

He's onto a new barefoot running movement.

Another thing that feels new – seeing pretty trees blossoming for spring.

Beautiful Greenpoint!
I don’t know if they are actually more beautiful this year, or if I just never really appreciated them before, but I think they are so lovely.

The result of Papa Wyman's green thumb.

I went home for the night last Friday, and got some QT with my fam. I also had a 7-mile run in the lineup for Saturday morning, and long runs are always more fun away from your usual routes (how many times can I run the Williamsburg Bridge in 16 miles? Apparently three.). I felt really strong and the weather was great, and I ended up running the route at a sub 9:00 mile pace.  Followed by freshly brewed coffee and eggs with Mama Wyman, it was a picture-perfect morning.

Keith and I tried Upright Coffee for the first time this weekend too!
Coffee art never fails to win my heart.
I had a rumbly tummy all day today, and thought I should take the night off from running. But I got home, had some Ritz crackers, and felt like new woman. So I hit the track to kick off Week 5 of Half-Marathon training.

I was scheduled to do 7 x 400s, and the splits looked something like this:

1: 1:45
2: 1:48
3: 1:45
4: 1:45
5: 1:45
6: 1:44
7: 1:46

They vary only slightly because of my very scientific pink timex method.

My cool down home was defined by the stomach cramps that were creeping up during laps 5-7. Luckily I have a trusty boyfriend who lives a few blocks closer to the track than I do. And he happened to be home when I needed to rush up to his bathroom. God bless him.

On a less gross note, registration for the Brooklyn Half Marathon FINALLY opened today!


Eight weeks 'til the big race!