I know. It’s been ages.


We moved.  That was huge.  While I was recovering from god knows what reason I swelled up, Darren found a great house for us in Lawrenceville.  It is a fixer upper, so I spent quite some time tearing up clover/dandelion/crabgrass in the yard and painting.  Endless painting.

My job blew up, my second job got busier … and some things happened personally that I just don’t talk about on the internet.

But, I assure you, I’m back to logging miles.  OH YEAH.  So, after the knee injury and plan upsets, I decided the best thing for my running would be if I were to switch to minimalist shoes.  I’m now 116 miles into my experiment.  I’ve worn NOTHING but minimalist shoes (or unshod) since February.  Sure enough, my joints feel better.

This isn’t to say I didn’t do stupid things.  This one time, I was so focused on this one thing I read about form, I ran an entire 5 mile run on the balls of my feet.  INCORRECT.  I paid for a few days for that one.  One week, I ran way too much.  INCORRECT.  I paid for that one, too.  Running with so little between me and the road, and the off chance I could snag my toe on something has really changed my relationship with running.

I also got yet another neato little gadget, as a gift from my friend, Rachel.  It’s a neat little app called “Zombies, Run!” and when it’s not raining or I’m not running on roads in traffic, I plug in and listen to a neat story – and every once in a while, the zombies try to chase me down.

That’s where I’ve been.

Catch Up

Some days, I don’t feel like writing.  Last week was a low point — migraine headaches, muscle aches and pains — oh my.  But I got my 10.5 mile long run done (and a fiver and a three in there as well) — and today I face my 3 miles.  On a treadmill.  Because I forgot to bring a jacket or even a hat to help with the downpour that’s just about to happen.

Tomorrow, I’ll log another 3 miles (maybe also on a treadmill, depending on what sort of runwear I can put together) — but on Thursday I’ll run a 5 mile Turkey Trot!


3 not-so pretty miles

So, I left the office with a plan of where I was going to run and how it was going to go.

I promptly changed that plan for many reasons — from “I don’t feel like running past x” to “I don’t like hill Y.”  What I ended up running was this funky . . weave sort of pattern through Lawrenceville and Bloomfield. 

They weren’t pretty, but they are complete!  Here it is, Thursday, and I’m at 12 miles so far this week.


Hills, Hills, HILLS!

Pittsburgh is hilly.  I ran most of my 4.89 miles uphill.

Take THAT, hills! (Holy crap do my legs ever feel this one!)

I improvised this very weird little path through Allegheny Cemetery / Lawrenceville that had me ‘bounding’ up hills every chance I got.  I can really feel it in my legs – in a good way!  Every time I run in that place, I run some different, doofy way.  I like to challenge myself.  And apparently I like the temporary panic of thinking maybe I’m lost.

As for the weather — well, there’s nothing like autumn in Pennsylvania.  Sorry, California, you really don’t have anything on this:

Note it is zombie-free
It really is lovely in Allegheny Cemetery, and the reason it looks so clear of leaves is they were actively getting rid of them.  
Geese are scarier than zombies

Even though I’m allergic to SO MUCH of it, I adore seeing everything change throughout the seasons.  Catch me in winter — betcha I won’t be so enthralled then!

Evening Jaunt

Today at work I got myself into a semi-productive groove.  These days, semi-productive is super-productive because there’s just a constant stream of interruption I’ve not been deft at dealing with, but it’s really ok — part of the finesse of what I’m trying to do lies exactly in those distractions.

Be that as it may, I kept bouncing back and forth on when I was going to get my run in, and finally settled on it would just be best at night.  I did almost go back on that when there was a 2 PM meeting that was cancelled, but really – I was getting stuff done!  Anyway, I got home, changed into my shorts and short sleeved shirt, and hit the pavement of Morningside for a run that took me up some challenging hills and afforded me an absolutely breathtaking view.  I should have thought of taking a picture.

After taking the time off, I’m sure I did the right thing, because instead of running my planned 3 miles, I ran closer to 4, and on streets without much traffic. That was very important to me today, given that I was nearly killed crossing the street to my bus stop this morning.  Seriously, I would have been dead if I wasn’t so hyper aware and freaked out at aluminium murder machines running on the bones of dead T-Rexes piloted by the Average American (shudder).