Go, Erin, go!

Working mom, wife, food-lover, ultra-runner(?). This is my life.

Taper madness May 15, 2008

Filed under: Alan,Cook's Widow,marathon — Erin @ 7:55 am

I am a total mess today, in my head at least.  Oh sure, outwardly I look completely normal.  I managed to put on a matching outfit today, shoes match my belt, good stuff like that.  But in my mind?  I am a freak. 

I am all nerves for the run Sunday and also since I can’t go for a long run and work through some stuff that’s bugging my mind.  Runs are therapy to me.  I don’t need to go see a therapist to get through my problems, I just need to be able to go run.  I work it all out, I calm myself down, and I feel great afterwards. 

Alas, that is not something I can do until Sunday, so the next three days are going to push me to the edge.  This is what they call taper madness.  Welcome to my world. 

I don’t remember it being this bad last time, but maybe I’m not remembering properly.  Marathoners are like women who have given birth.  We have selective memory and tend to block out the unpleasant parts of marathon training; quite like how I’ve heard women who’ve gone through labor and delivery some how block out the memory of the pain and have another child.

Last time I was training for a marathon I didn’t have quite so much going on in my life.  I saw Alan every day, I was working only one job, and I wasn’t trying to start the ball rolling with getting a new job and relocating. 

I don’t see Alan and often as I’d like.  I don’t have him around to talk some sense into me and calm me as he is very good at doing.  So, I’ve turned to my runs more than ever this year, and I can’t even do that for three more days!   

 Calgon, take me away!


Friday night, time to be boring February 29, 2008

Filed under: Alan,Cook's Widow,marathon,Pesonal Training — Erin @ 7:49 pm

Alan is a bit lucky that I am a cook’s widow on Fridays.  You see, when training for a marathon, or other major athletic endurance event, you can be quite boring the night before your big training day. 

For me, my long runs are on Saturdays, which means Friday nights I am lowkey (read boring) sitting at home eating pasta and drinking water.  Okay, it’s not that sad, and it’s not always pasta, but it is pretty chill.  I was invited to happy hour again and had to pass.  I need to get my butt in gear and get serious about these Saturday runs.   I do not need to go to happy hour, have a few too many beers, and end up salsa dancing the night before a run.

So, tonight I’m hanging out with Riley doing laundry.  I did whip up a tasty pasta dish for dinner, no recipe involved.  I made lemon-pepper shrimp with spaghetti and peas (I love peas and add them where ever I can).  I added olive oil to a hot skillet and added in about a quarter to half teaspoon of red pepper flakes.  I then added the shrimp and sauteed for a few minutes.  I added the peas, juice of half a lemon, and then tossed with cooked spaghetti.  Man, it was good!  I’m going to have to make that again, perhaps next Friday night.

I remember when I was training for my first marathon.  Alan was training for a cycling event at the same time, but his event was about six weeks before my marathon.  So come Friday evening, he was ready to go out for some cocktails and unwind.  Me, I wanted (and needed) to go home, rest, and go to sleep early.  It drove him nuts at times.  So, with his new career, he isn’t impacted too much by my training schedule.  He’s at work when I’m doing most of my training rituals.

On another note, I’ve been brought on by a local university’s rec center to be a personal trainer!  I had a second interview yesterday and received the good news at the end of it.  I’m going to do a few sessions with some of the student employees to get some practice before I deal with a paying client.  I’m pretty stoked! 

Okay, time to switch out laundry and start to really unwind for the night.  I’ve mapped out my route for my 12 miles tomorrow.  The weather looks okay, it could be better.  It looks like it’s supposed to be about 20 degrees out, 10 degrees with wind chill.  Go, Erin, go!


Running, being sick, and sleepwalking February 3, 2008

Filed under: Alan,Cook's Widow,marathon — Erin @ 4:01 pm

I did not go running this weekend on account of my being sick.  Not sure if it’s just a generic upper respiratory infection or specifically bronchitis, but something is not right with my lungs.  It is said that if your illness is in the head, like a cold, you can continue to exercise.  But, if the illness is below the neck, in your chest, you should rest.  And so, I rest. 

It kind of blows and I feel kind of guilty for not running, but I got light headed simply walking the dog, so I really don’t see how running is a good idea.

Being a chef’s widow, I am on my own to care for myself.  I don’t really want to eat anything at this point, so it’s not that big a deal that Alan is off at work.  And with me being sick, it’s not that big a deal I’ve nothing to do during the Super Bowl.  I’m not a big football fan, but it is fun once a year to watch a game and have some good wings and dip.  Alas, none of that sounds good to me.  You know what sounds good?  Taking a nap.

Speaking of sleeping. . . I’ve heard that some cook’s bring their work home with them, but it doesn’t show up until they are asleep.  I got my first taste of this last night.  Alan got home at about 2:30 last night.  We chatted for a bit and then I went back to bed at about 3:00.   At 3:30 or so, I heard the distinct sound of the iron being turned on.  I wondered why/ if Alan was ironing in the middle of the night, but quickly fell back asleep.  This morning I asked if he turned on the iron last night and he said he had a vague recollection of that, but he thought he was maybe sleepwalking.   Well that’s safe!  Ironing in your sleep!  The iron was not on this morning, and nothing appeared any smoother than last night, so who knows what that was about?  If it happens again, I’m hiding the iron at night.