Archive for February 25th, 2008

Sorry, I know it’s boring that for a zillion days I was sick and now I’m nattering on about getting back to normal, but it’s my reality right now. Can’t wait till it’s old news, myself.

You should know, friends, that yesterday I was faking a bit of joviality – I was actually pretty depressed after the run because throughout the whole thing, I had a little sidestitch and my legs were hurting. For someone who was averaging weekly miles in the mid-50s prior to getting sick, this was disheartening. Luckily, today was better.

I took it one more mile to 7, no sidestich and an improvement at 8:58/mile (yesterday I could only manage 9:23), but ouch…my legs. I actually woke up last night because I couldn’t get comfortable, my quads were letting me know they’d been on vacation and were objecting to having been put on the job again. But they’ll start behaving, I’ve threatened them with buckets of ice if they don’t shape up soon.

Meanwhile, in happy body news, my weight, which has been steady at 124 ever since starting to run, is now at 118. I figure 4 more pounds and I’ll be content and hopefully, will still have a bit of boob left. My bonus is that the 3 permanent lumps of cellulite that compose my right ass cheek are diminishing to near nothing. TMI? No way, you know you love the dirty details!

And just in case Nick thinks I might get carried away by the weight loss (because he’s afraid of that), I passed that scary skinny chick today. She’s one of those hardcore running freaks I see occasionally. I figure she’s older than me, but she could be younger because that’s what scary skinny does to you, makes you look hard & brittle. Ain’t no PRs worth that body type to me, so never fear, my love…I will keep some meat on the bone for you. I promise.

Speaking of, I’m off to the kitchen now to munch on my latest recovery food; salami. I overbought for that party of ours, and since we’re supposed to eat protein after a run, it’s my Official Recovery Food of Champions for the next few weeks. Of course, the sports nutritionists don’t mention anything about nitrates and fat globules, but that’s why salami is so damn satisfying. Bon appetite, folks.