March 31st?

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Holy crap, March is over. The weather sucked and I was under the weather for a few days but other than that, it was a fruitful month. And for that, I am grateful and happy.

Let’s take a look:

  1. Got our green cards! That makes this the best March ever!
  2. Birthday was nice – unexpected treats from friends and thoughtfully planned dinner at a great tapas restaurant (Alta in Greenwich Village) from Brett.
  3. Exciting opportunities floating around for both Brett and I.
  4. First half marathon of the year was successful!
  5. Already have half my qualifications in for the 2015 NYC marathon! Sweet!
  6. Registered for a class – yep, I’m officially a student again!
  7. Booked some vegging/beach time for our mid-April spring break!
  8. Brooke is visiting over her spring break – her first solo trip! Awesome!

Excited for April – lots of fun planned! (And hopefully some good weather 🙂 )

Extra Weight

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No, not that kind of weight. Wet clothes weight.

Brett and I went running yesterday morning, thinking we would beat the rain. Well, we didn’t – but we didn’t mind.

Because we knew we’d get drenched if we walked to the park, we opted for the closer, less desirable route along the East River. Regardless – it was raining when we headed out. No big deal, the air temperature was about 8 Celsius and running in the rain adds an extra “cleanse”.

So along this route, we have a few hills to tackle. Again, not a big deal, getting used to them. What I felt was a bigger deal were my heavier-feeling pants. The extra weight of my rained on pants felt almost substantial enough to … make a difference in my run. Realistically this is BS right? But – I really felt like I was lifting a few extra pounds on my legs!

You know what I mean right??

#tbt #12 – Before HD

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I’m watching the Simpsons the way we used to watch it at the end of the ’80’s and all the way through the ’90’s and the ’00’s before it was HD – and yes – I said the ’80’s! Omg, the Simpsons have been part of our households for 25 years.

When I first started watching HD, yes I thought there was better clarity to the picture, but I didn’t think it was that different. Well, it is! When all you watch is HD for some time, and then you go back to regular old TV, it is quite different. It makes me think I need to wear my glasses to watch it!

I’d say that was a worthwhile advancement in TV technology. Thanks, smart people.

Wordless Wednesday #12

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Pick Up Your Garbage Chump

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One of the things that really irritates me is when people throw their garbage on the ground or out the window of their car. Hello, this isn’t the ’50’s-’80’s anymore chumps. I can’t believe people still have the nerve to do this.

Not once, but TWICE today I witnessed this act of environmental and societal defiance! I wanted to pick up that garbage and fling it right back and ask how they liked it… but of course I didn’t… only in my Walter Mitty moment.

The first time today was on the drive to work this morning. This chump parent was idling his car outside a charter school I won’t name, waiting for … I don’t know … the kid that was nowhere in sight to enter the school? Regardless, the chump just rolled down this window and threw a bag of garbage out the window! Outrageous! Grrrrr! I wanted to jump out of the car and shove that bag right back in his window … insert Walter Mitty moment … but I didn’t.

The second time was on the subway ride home this afternoon. This chump in his 20’s I’d say, was sitting at the end of the bench I decided to sit on, enjoying a Hershey’s Cookies n Creme bar. Yes, I noticed because I was deliriously hungry. So he finishes eating it and throws the wrapper under the bench! What? No you didn’t! I sat there hairy eye-balling him for a few seconds… I was thinking: should pick it up? … say something? … insert Walter Mitty…

… but then I didn’t have to. This equally-as-aggravated lady sitting across from the chump told him to hand over the wrapper so she could throw it out at the next stop. Thank you! Ah! My savior! And she said it with just the right amount of snark and disdain. He just handed it to her like she was his mommy.

That woman saved me hours of aggravation and rescued his sorry ass from being a litterbug – the foundation of a dirty and disgusting society. Ick.

After she got off the train, he opened his can of Ginger Ale and sipped away. I hoped he wouldn’t finish that drink before I got off… chump.


tbt #11 – Happy Days Coming Soon

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July 1st – 2013, 2012, 2011, 2010, 2009, 2008, 2007, 2006, 2005, 2004, …. 1975.

Summer, freedom, sunshine, happiness, smiles, beaches, boats, friends, parties, Canada Day events, fireworks, water falls, bar-be-ques, picnics, love.

No alarm, no thinking, no deadlines, no disingenuous drivel, no mounds of paper, no BS.

Welcome spring 2014, and I look forward to your summer too. 🙂

Late Afternoon Smile

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I felt like today was one of those really blechy days. Like as soon as you get to work you just don’t want to deal with anything or talk to anyone, or even think. One of those days that is just an aggravation and anything you do is not what you want to be doing.

So the day goes on. I’ll spare you the details.

But on my way home around 4pm, I’m walking on 110 Street, crossing Madison Avenue. The same way I walk to the subway everyday after school.

And I hear the music… the music I would hear in warmer temps last fall. Before the long and cold winter days. It’s good to hear. So I look for him. The one who plays the music. He opens the doors to his vehicle, which I’ve never taken notice of, and turns up the music. I’m looking…

And there he is. In his foldable lawn chair, sporting his black faux fur jacket, listening to that funky music. I look at him. He smiles and then he waves at me. I smile and wave back. And I keep smiling for about a block because I’ve forgotten about the day I had. I’m remembering the simple things that make me smile. I’m thinking about spring. About the weekend, spring break, summer.

And then I’m wondering what he will be wearing tomorrow when I see him again, grooving in his chair, tunes cranked.

I will miss him when I leave this neighborhood. When I move on. But I will find someone else who will play their music and make me smile.

Running With ADD

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Let me start by saying that I surprised myself today. I thought I was be mentally blocked and physically dead, for many reasons. Have to say – my pace was acceptable, and my time decent. And that included a stop for a quick piddle at about mile 10. My Nike+ said 9:36 pace, 2:02:00, fastest 13.1 miles. Not sure about that… and… somehow I managed to run a total of 14.57 miles… Anyway, gotta check my results on NYRR.

So here’s the break down…

The morning started with me walking to the park… it was chilly but I was okay with my layers and such. Unfortunately I just missed the 6 to 59th Street and I wasn’t going to take a cab. So I walked.

Baggage was outside the park along 59th Street and really was efficient because volunteers were just collecting the bags and semi-sorting. They were just throwing them in a bunch of UPS trucks to deliver them downtown to the finish area.

Once inside the park, there were portable security checkpoints that some people walked through and others got the detector wand scanned over the body. That was a new experience for me, security at a race. Helicopters above yes, but not the body scan. But it was a big event and better safer than not.

Corrals were set up in three waves. I was in the third wave with the 20,000-29,9999 crowd of course, with average runners. We had a little bit of a wait in the frigid and windy air since the second wave was just starting. Time seemed to move quickly and before I knew it, my section was slowly moving to the start!

My face and hands were numb for the first couple of miles. Mile three I started warming up but then my LCL (I assume) started giving me grief. This pain occurred mostly while running on some uneven pavement, particularly at Central Park North then later on the bumpy streets downtown.

Once back in the park and after the freaking hills, we exited onto 7th Avenue and ran through Times Square to 42nd Street. That was fun because there were some bands playing and lots of people cheering along the gates.

Tried to get a shot running toward Times Square area

Tried to get a shot running toward Times Square area

As we turned towards the Hudson on 42nd Street, the wind picked up and once again it was cooooold! Damn! Dust flying in my eyes, gusts pushing me back….brrrrr! But upon turning onto the West Side Highway and out in the open, the sun was finally shining on us. That was lovely! The remaining 5 miles were in the sun, with some optional shade.

West side, heading toward downtown. Freedom Tower on the left.

West side, heading toward downtown. Freedom Tower on the left, Chelsea Piers on the right.

I didn’t see the mile markers for mile 9 or 10. Usually that’s around my mental wall time. But today, I just breezed through and when I saw the mile 11 marker, I told myself to get my butt in gear! Those last two miles had to make up for the bathroom break I took, which I usually don’t!

Mile 12 was unique – running through the entrance of the Brooklyn Park tunnel for the last mile and coming to surface by the South Street Seaport. And finally – finish line around the corner on Water Street! That was a lot right?!

Well let me tell you – this usual mental block I expect between miles 8 and 10 as mentioned, I didn’t even notice today – nor did I really long for the next mile marker at all – because there are so many distractions along the route. People, dogs, bike riders, cars, trees, the river, flashing lights, tall buildings. sports complexes, billboards, boats – I think I was just so distracted I didn’t even really think about running that much (except during my somewhat more than occasional knee pain).

Maybe my ADD is useful after all! Be careful and happy running!

Stay Tuned – NYC Half Tomorrow!

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I’d say the NYC half marathon is a good choice for my first half of 2014. Excited to meet early in Central Park with about 30,000 other runners to spend our Sunday morning running through the park, through midtown, then toward downtown on the West Side highway. Will just have to watch out for poor road conditions on some streets due to crazy winter weather fluctuations this year… nbd.

Last night I completed my 9+1 volunteer at the Expo at the Metropolitan Pavilion. I really enjoyed taking on this role (after the “training” of course) of giving out bibs. This was a different perspective for me – checking IDs, confirmation sheets, and handing people their bibs. Then being thanked, and watching those runners walk away with a smile, checking out out their bibs and the number they are attached to for this race. I could so relate. Every time I pick up by bib, I smile. I’m excited for the upcoming race I’m about to participate in with thousands of people who enjoy running as much as I do.

So stay tuned for tomorrow’s update!

#tbt #10 – I Was Born Today

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But actually in 1975. On a Thursday though.

So that means in 39 years you will celebrate your birthday on the day of the week you were born.

Well, it won’t be the first time, but it might be the first time you remember. Like me.

Happy birthday me! And the rest of you who were born on March 13th!