It's not secret that I'm behind on my lunge-a-licious leg workout (it's not - you can check out the Brooklyn half training log on the right to see that I've only done it twice this month, when I believe by now I should have done it at least 4 times to be on track for my April goals). I thought it was hard to consistently make time to run [except maybe for during marathon training where I pretty much accepted that that was my priority all the time, and I do mean ALL the time because when you're running a 5 hour marathon those pesky training runs take up enough hours to fill a part time job!), so I don't know why I thought it would be any easier to try to get more consistent about running again AND suddenly start being good about cross training, too. Maybe I thought that the impending bathing suit season would motivate me more?
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Monday, April 16, 2012
Thursday, March 15, 2012
Thin Thighs Thursday and When the Heck Can I Run Again??
A good way to figure out if your loving parents read your blog or not: post about your 103 degree fever (I can't wait to be 100% over this thing!) and see if you hear from them to make sure you're alright. It would appear my parents do not, in fact, read my blog. Now I know why my mom was asking if I'm able to tell who reads my blog...
On to the nemesis of many a woman...the pesky task of obtaining thin thighs. (Before I lose the boys...this post could alternatively be titled "Strong Legs for Strong Running and When the Heck Can I Run Again?) After several days with the flu and not having the energy to eat, it's pretty much official: I will never ever have super model thighs. That's okay. I mean, besides the fact that Christy Turlington's super model legs enabled her to beat me in the marathon by about 40 minutes, most super model thighs would probably not support my goal of becoming a faster runner. Doing loads and loads and loads of squats, however, will likely help my running (Incidentally, Minka Kelly claims that they are the secret to her bootylicious body, telling People Magazine that her key move is, "Lots of squats. Oh, honey, hundreds. It feels like a million!")
People always complain that celebrities only have perfect bodies because they have the time and money to spend on personal trainers and dieticians, etc. While it's true that I'll never have the time nor money to devote to obtaining the perfect Jessica Biel beach bod, I realized that tons of magazines are throwing exercise routines at me every month - tailored by the very people who train these Adonis-like celebrities. With workouts designed by the likes of Gunnar Peterson, Jackie Warner, Harley Pasternak, Bob Harper, and Jillian Michaels (to name a few) DELIVERED TO MY DOOR, what am I waiting for? Why have I not been following their plans religiously? And how can I complain that I don't have access to the "secrets" that give the celebrities the upper hand? Granted, the moves often look supremely idiotic and win you some really priceless looks from strangers at the gym, but whatever. You're not there for them. You're there for you.
On to the nemesis of many a woman...the pesky task of obtaining thin thighs. (Before I lose the boys...this post could alternatively be titled "Strong Legs for Strong Running and When the Heck Can I Run Again?) After several days with the flu and not having the energy to eat, it's pretty much official: I will never ever have super model thighs. That's okay. I mean, besides the fact that Christy Turlington's super model legs enabled her to beat me in the marathon by about 40 minutes, most super model thighs would probably not support my goal of becoming a faster runner. Doing loads and loads and loads of squats, however, will likely help my running (Incidentally, Minka Kelly claims that they are the secret to her bootylicious body, telling People Magazine that her key move is, "Lots of squats. Oh, honey, hundreds. It feels like a million!")
People always complain that celebrities only have perfect bodies because they have the time and money to spend on personal trainers and dieticians, etc. While it's true that I'll never have the time nor money to devote to obtaining the perfect Jessica Biel beach bod, I realized that tons of magazines are throwing exercise routines at me every month - tailored by the very people who train these Adonis-like celebrities. With workouts designed by the likes of Gunnar Peterson, Jackie Warner, Harley Pasternak, Bob Harper, and Jillian Michaels (to name a few) DELIVERED TO MY DOOR, what am I waiting for? Why have I not been following their plans religiously? And how can I complain that I don't have access to the "secrets" that give the celebrities the upper hand? Granted, the moves often look supremely idiotic and win you some really priceless looks from strangers at the gym, but whatever. You're not there for them. You're there for you.
Sunday, February 26, 2012
The Running [Wo]Man
Young adult-aimed or not, I’ll admit: I’ve got Katniss
fever. I listened to the first Hunger
Games book on tape while training for the NYC Marathon, finished up the next two almost overnight, and then mourned
the end of the series. So this weekend
my boyfriend suggested we watch THE RUNNING MAN,
because the
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