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It’s Nice To Be Back

Got into town, did a little sightseeing. Downtown sure had nicened up since I left! Walked around Millennium Park, and took pictures. Later ate at Epic Burger, which was anything but epic. Then walking down the street, I run into the friend I was going to meet. We get lunch for her, and then go back to her school.  Her classroom has huge windows that provide an awesome view. She gives me the grand tour of the rest of the school and it’s really nice. Them some lucky kids!

Later, went to dinner at my friend Amanda’s. We caught up and later Jen H, her guy Maurice, and friend John John finally showed up. Amanda made a great vegan dinner. And then the wine… drinking was a mistake. I was just so happy to see my friends again. But alcohol before a race is a bad idea, especially if you are unable to exercise restraint. You don’t want to have to endure a recovery day which entails laying in bed thinking about how stupid you are. And this coming off the heels of a two day cold no less. Several months of training could all go down the toilet if you aren’t in top form.

So from this day forward, I must remember: THE WEEK PRIOR TO ANY RACE SHOULD BE ALCOHOL-FREE.

I missed several days of running due to illness, and finally got out today and went for a brief 4 miler. All things considered, I felt great! My legs have lost that dullness from the constant mileage. I was floating along. I hope that’s how I feel all throughout the race.

One More Day!!!

Neglecting Your Blog

Neglecting your blog isn’t necessarily a bad thing, especially if it means you’re doing stuff – good / fun stuff. I’ve been out in the garage pretty much all week working on art. I don’t have any pretty pictures to post, so you’ll have to suffer plain text.

I don’t know what the deal is, but my art mojo is in full swing. I’m 99% finished painting Lady Painter, or officially, The Final Finish. Because of some technical difficulties, it was a bear putting together.  But I found a way, (there’s always a way!) and finish framed it and it looks great. I stained the frame, but it needs just a bit of gold trim. God, I love gold paint. It’s wired and ready to hang, which I’m slightly nervous about because the outer frame was really beefy and so this sucker is the heaviest painting I’ve ever made. But I’m sure it will be just fine.

I’m almost finished with another throwaway! I had a canvas that I did a long time ago that I was never terribly fond of. I was going to paint over it, but painted over just part of it, and decided to keep it. I layered some stuff on it and it looks totally dope. (Actually, it just looks like a magazine cover layout, which is sort of depressing.) It needs one more element and it’ll be ready for framing.The best part is I have some painted finish frames from a project that I had to redo that have been languishing in the wood pile that will work brilliantly for this piece. Putting this crummy old canvas and these unused frame parts to use makes me happy!

I cut out the text for the Bambi piece that I thought would solve the issue, but it didn’t. I came up with another idea to make it work, but will test that tomorrow.

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A-Punk by Vampire Weekend

Since we have been blessed with this extra hour of daylight now that Spring has arrived, it’s really hard not running. I mean, it’s freaking gorgeous right now! I really have to take advantage of this weather because before I know it, it’ll be so freaking hot… I don’t even want to think about it.

I got out there and ran the greenway. As much as I’m not a fan of pounding the pavement, today was pleasant. There were a ton of other people out running and biking. Which if I could digress and get up on my soapbox:

Let me first just say that as much as I love bicycling, I wouldn’t go so far as to call myself a “biker.” I’ve done plenty of riding in Chicago and Portland, and some here in Texas, but I don’t see myself as a biker. I (think I) get what it’s about.

I cannot understand the bicyclist that insist on speeding by on the path. To me, it seems like cyclists don’t care about anyone else because they’re too focused on going fast. Which is similar to the way motorists treat bicyclists on the road! But here the cyclist is the jerk! ARGH!

Bicyclists, don’t ride like a motorist! Yes, it’s fun to go fast, but it doesn’t always have to be a race. Slow down when you’re passing people. Please and thank you!

Omigod and the running! Let’s get back to the good stuff. I ran my butt off today. I was a little surprised, since I hadn’t eaten much during the day. After I have my coffee, I’m usually good for a few hours. So my energy was a bit flagging, especially after working in the garage all day. But my stomach was empty, so I didn’t have to deal with the bloat.

03/12/13 Run
03/12/13 Run

The first mile was tough. My ankles were pretty stiff, but by mile three I was rolling well. I don’t know how accurate the Garmin is without using a footpod, but my third mile was the fastest at 6:24. That makes me happy because I think that bodes well for the Culinaria 5K. I think shorter distances are hard because you push yourself so much harder. I remember the last time I ran this race, I thought I was going to have a heart attack! Two more weeks til’ 3.1 miles of push!

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Other awesomeness: My mom and I are going to Thailand for two months! Her mother is 90 something, and this might be the last time she can see her mother. It’ll be cool to go back again and see our relatives. And bonus is that we’ll be there for Song Kran, which is the Thai water festival. I was there for it last year, it was really fun. The video clip is from Pattaya, which is a touristy party city. We’ll be in Khao Sun Kwang, which is way more low-key.

It’s going to be tough to keep on track with any sort of running schedule, but I have more motivation this time to stick with it (Chicago). It’s just going to be a lot of early morning runs to beat the sun.

Do you have any suggestions how to stay focused and not totally slag off whilst on holiday? Oh and did you want me to send you a postcard? ; )