Sometimes I sit in a dark room by myself and visualize an image of my blog’s gmail inbox, overflowing with fan mail, sponsorship offers, and heartfelt requests for further information on the things I’ve posted about in the past.
“Please,” the emails hearken. “You simply must elaborate on that one tempo run you did last January. It was absolutely riveting and we want more. And while you’re at it, please post more about your cats!”
And then I remind myself that the only people reaching out in droves are those nice people in Africa who just need a way to get their multi-million-dollar wire transfers executed. And also, people with Viagra to sell.
But even though you didn’t ask, I’m going to give you a nice fat update on a bunch of random crap in my life. Hold your applause until the end, please.
(1) On race recovery and March mileage.
On Friday, I finally had a great easy run at a respectable pace during which I didn’t feel like I was dragging ass. Hallelujah. I guess there really is something to that one-recovery-day-per-mile-raced rule, eh?
Monthly heap of navel-gazing and self-punishment-inducing data:
A few brief observations:
- March looks awful on paper, but I keep reminding myself that I had a solid half-marathon race effort in there, complete with a mini-taper week and a mini-recovery week, both of which are hitting the mileage and the pace numbers. So be it. Totally worth it.
- Buuuuut…I need to stop taking so many damn rest days. I’m not taking them because I need them – I’m taking them because I’m lazy. 74% of days trained? Ouch.
- I need to just run more overall. And, like, faster. Der.
And in case you wanted even more running data, here are last week’s stats:
M – OFF
Tu – 6 easy (53:45, 8:55 pace)
W – AM 4.5 easy (40:00, 8:59 pace), PM 5.1 easy (43:35, 8:32 pace)
Th – 10.1 easy (1:28:19, 8:45 pace)
F – 5 easy (41:25, 8:16 pace)
Sa – OFF
Su – 10.3 easy w/hubs (1:49:00, 10:38 pace)
Total: 41 miles. Coming this week: the return of speedwork. Rawr.
(2) On TEH HUBZ and his half marathon training.
Less than a week until Charlottesville Half! We went together on his last long run this morning, just over 10 miles.
Remember when I made up that training plan for him? Well, that hasn’t really gone as planned. But I think he’s going to be fine on race day. We’ll take it out at a very mellow pace. We’re just looking to cross the line in one piece on Saturday. And have an excuse to subsequently consume wildly irresponsible amounts of food and alcohol with our Cville friends.
Should be a good time all around.
(3) On Project Herbicide.
I think things are going okay so far?
I’ve been inspecting them daily, half expecting to see REDRUM etched in to terra cotta, but so far everyone seems to be doing okay. Mint is absolutely exploding and Basil and Oregano have each grown to about three times their respective baby heights! Sage and Thyme seem to be growing more slowly, but still looking healthy (and tasting delicious; I cooked with a bit of each last night). Rosemary doesn’t appear to be going much of anything except not dying, and I’m satisfied with that.
A few of the Basil leaves are looking a little weird though.
Anyone have any ideas? I haven’t forgotten to water it, and Basil sleeps inside at night (in a nice window with plenty of morning sunshine) so I don’t think it’s from the cold. WTF, Basil?
Anyway, the fact that these plants haven’t thrown themselves off of the balcony edge in a desperate mass-suicide attempt is better than I expected, so I’m calling it a win for now.
(4) On embracing technology.
I’m loving my new iPhone so hard, I can’t believe I waited as long as I did to get one. Completely. Addicted.
Or, as a certain someone who shares a bed with me might have muttered at 2:00 AM last night, “Can’t you put that thing down and go to sleep?” And the answer is that no, I cannot. Sorry.
I’ve also finally discovered how to work the camera thingy that takes a picture from the front of the phone!
Now I feel like a REAL blogger! I can take random pictures of myself in my bathroom!
(Now I need to work on my duck face.)
(5) On silly bandwagons.
Everyone: “You look stupid.” Me: “Whatever. You’re stupid.”
Because I’m mature like that, I’m not one to knock something until I’ve tried it. (Well, except for pickles. I will ignorantly hate them forever.)
I basically got these Vibrams for free at REI combining the current 20%-off promotion with my “dividend” from last year. So look for me rollin’ around the grocery store in these ridiculous things. I’ve only done a tiny bit of running in them so far. I’ll post more about that later, after I’ve had them a bit longer.
(6) On religious and cultural tyranny.
Did you know that liquor stores are closed on Sundays here? Dumbest idea ever.
Yes, I know that it’s the “lord’s day” and a biblical day of rest and all of that. But, for serious, it is also Sunday Funday! Who says you can’t “rest” by the pool with a margarita? Jay-sizzle would totes be down.
Well, lucky for me, I’m the beer-drinkin’ sort anyway. So I picked up a six-pack of Magic Hat’s Spring Seasonal:
Nothing particularly memorable about MH’s Vinyl Lager. I was honestly expecting something a little lighter and crisper. As it is, though, it’s a decent medium-bodied reddish lager. Not offensive, and certainly I’ll enjoy the rest of the pack at some point, but I wouldn’t go out of my way to procure it again. 5.1% ABV.
(7) On cooking more.
Off to the kitchen to get crackin’ on some homemade grass-fed beef burgers with avocado-mango-mint salsa. Nothing too fancy, but burgers-and-beer on a Sunday night sounds like a great way to wind down the weekend to me.
Hasta Monday, y’all!