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You Know You’re A Winter Runner When…

Good morning – happy Tuesday all – even though it feels like a Monday to me. I enjoyed my long weekend, but wish I had an extra day of rest. These long weekends always seem to fly by so fast when we use them for travel.

This post will again be photo-less. I realized halfway through the weekend that even if I wanted to take pictures, I left my camera at work. Eeek! So it’s a combination of my laziness and forgetfulness that has led to another photoless post.

I have to say that I was dying for my camera yesterday. After I wrote my quick check-in post I got word from the Hubby that he was going to be out for a while running errands and such, so I had about 2 hours of free time. I decided it would be smart to use that time for a quick run. However, I soon realized that my travel bag with all my running gear was in Hubby’s car. I was frustrated and upset and then I decided that I could probably find some decent running duds in my old clothes still at my parent’s house.

I rummaged around and ended up finding spandex (score!!), a t-shirt and the long-sleeved shirt I received from the Mohawk Hudson Marathon. I also snatched an old L.L.Bean vest from the hallway closet. The only missing elements were a sports bra and a winter hat. I managed to find a somewhat comfortable old regular bra buried in one of my drawers and decided it would have to do. And after much searching, I was only able to find a regular baseball cap. I also grabbed an old regular running watch – I was so sad to be running Garmin-less.

I have to tell you that I looked ridiculous. My hat was bright pink, my long-sleeved shirt was bright orange, my vest was grey and my spandex were black. I looked atrocious, but at least I was able to get my run in!

After completing my 3.3 mile run in 27 minutes (I used mapmyrun.com to track it after), I thought about how desperately I wanted to get that run in (afterall it was a decent day and it was daylight out) and realized that somehow over the past few months I’ve become a legitimate Winter Runner! Here’s how I can tell.

You Know You’re A Winter Runner When…

  • 30 degrees and sunny sounds like a balmy day and perfect for a run.
  • You believe that the invention of women’s winter running hats with the ponytail hole in the back was pure genius.
  • When you hear about a large predicted snow-storm your immediate concern is if it will affect your planned long run, not whether you’ll be able to make it to work or have enough food/reserves to ride it out.
  • You wonder how gross it would be to rewear your warmest running tights/spandex without washing them when a decent running day unexpectedly presents itself and you haven’t done the laundry yet.  
  • You constantly have a raw spot under your nose from your runny-nosed-runs.
  • You feel you’ve finally perfected your light-footed sloshy snow running and scoff at other runners you see slipping and sliding all over the place.
  • And lastly, you’re more excited about Daylight Saving Time beginning in March (a.k.a. setting the clocks ahead – meaning more light earlier in the morning and later at night) than you are about your birthday.

Those are just a few of the tell-tales signs that I can finally count myself among the ranks of the real winter runners. What about you – how can you tell you’re a real winter runner?

That’s all for today folks. I promise a picture-filled post for tomorrow, as well as a book review of The Historian coming soon! All I can say at the moment is that you should definitely put that book on your list. 🙂

Have a great Tuesday!

Ma! The Meatloaf!!

Good morning – it’s Monday. Did your weekend feel like it flew by? Mine sure did. And I can’t believe we are in the last full week of January. 

I woke up this morning kind of sore from yesterday’s half marathon race. I think I may even be more sore than I was the day after the marathon. Lauren and I ran pretty hard yesterday – and we really didn’t even intend to. 

After the race yesterday, we had planned to meet up with my friend Katie for a hearty brunch. Not considering our condition after the finish, I planned for us to meet Katie on Madison Avenue directly after the race. But, by the time Lauren and I got there we were shivering and chilled to the bone. All we really wanted was to shower and be warm before we did anything else. Thankfully, Katie was such a good sport and came to my apartment to wait while we showered and became human again. 

Then we decided to head back to my favorite crêpe place right around the corner: Yorkville Creperie. Whenever I eat there, I typically get one sweet crêpe. However, this time I was ravenous and decided to get one savory crêpe and one sweet crêpe. 

I started with the Greco Crêpe, which was filled with spinach, feta and tomatoes. It was delicious. 

 

My second course was a sweet crêpe called The Country Crêpe and it had banana, strawberry and nutella. 

 

It was sooo yummy, but I was openly jealous of Lauren’s Sweet Crêpe which had baked apples, graham crackers, vanilla ice cream, cornflakes and white chocolate. It was divine and might be what I have to order there from now on. 

After brunch we lounged for a bit, Lauren headed home and I started on the laundry. Walking up and down the 5-flights of stairs after the race was extremely tough. But I managed to get two loads done. A third was needed, but I just couldn’t do it. 

Before dinner, I decided to try some Kombucha I had picked up a little while back and had completely forgotten about. I had no idea what to expect, but I didn’t want it to go to waste and I had heard wonderful things about it through the blog world. 

 

I have to say it was not what I expected at all: fizzy, a little vinegary, but also sweetish at the same time. It was strange and it took me a little while to finish my small glass. I may try the rest of it again tonight, but I’m not entirely sure how I feel about it yet. 

What about you – have you tried Kombucha? Or better yet, have you ever made it?  

I was Googling it and found so many sites where people were making their own. 

Here is the definition of Kombucha from, GT, the manufacturer’s website

Kombucha is alternately known as a Chinese tea, a plant, or a mushroom. But it’s not really any of these. It’s a living culture of beneficial microorganisms, and in Kombucha’s case, the whole is infinitely greater than the sum of its parts! Our Kombucha is delicately cultured – some liken it to fermentation – for 30 days. During this period, essential nutrients form like active enzymes, viable probiotics, amino acids, antioxidants and polyphenols. All of these combine to create an elixir that immediately works with the body to restore balance and vitality. Kombucha has been used for hundreds of years throughout the world as a daily health tonic. The culture resembles a light brown, tough, gelatinous disk—and because it’s a living, growing entity, it can regenerate and create new cultures with every batch.

Kombucha is not a supplement, drug, or medicine… it is simply a super healthy food that helps the body to find (or regain) its natural balance in the body, which promotes overall well-being. Just like regular exercise, Kombucha is something that supports a healthy lifestyle. When the body is healthier, its natural defenses are stronger. 

Anyway – the jury is still out on that. I’ll let you know how round two goes. After trying some Kombucha, it was time for dinner. Hubby and I finished the rest of the meatloaf… 

 

And shared a plate of tater tots. 

 

I don’t normally eat tater tots often, but I felt entitled after running a great race. However, I did end up making way too many though and Hubby had to finish them off and then sit with a very full stomach. :-/ 

After dinner I read, watched some football and headed to bed early because I was exhausted. I’m about 290 pages into my new book (The Historian) and am still loving it! I can’t wait to finish it and share a recap with you all. 

Have a great Monday everyone!