I feel terrible because I NEVER wrote about how my 8K went! I didn’t really feel inspired to write anything, but nevertheless it was inconsiderate of me. The explanation is, that I never felt inspired to say anything about it. I was, in fact, remarkably uninspired throughout most of my running experience. To be honest with you, I still hate running. I felt very accomplished after my 8K because I made myself practice doing something I hated for about 5 months, and that takes some serious will power, but I have not run a single step since. I was finishing the last of my 8K thinking to myself over and over: “after this, if I don’t want to, I NEVER HAVE TO RUN A SINGLE STEP AGAIN!!!!” Which tells you something about how much I hated running – hate running, that is.

The race didn’t go terribly. I finished it in 1:01:12, which I believe in layman’s terms is one hour, one minute, and 12 seconds. I probably could have run faster, but not knowing the course well enough was a psychological downfall. I felt like it might never end. Did it end around the corner? Was I one mile in? I found after the first 15 minutes I completely lost track, and it was incredibly difficult to keep going. I wish I had known the course better. Oh well – I DID IT. So there. And I have no desire to keep running on a regular basis right now.



My new challenge, starting tomorrow, June 12th, 2011, is to avoid Facebook for the next 30 days.

My problem began this week. I had surgery last week, and since then I’ve been relatively immobilized. Unable to engage in exercise or other physical activity for the coming 5 weeks (1 week down!) I have upped my Facebook intake to a toxic level, stooping even to Facebook creep people I do not know. This has to stop.

I feel like I’m the kind of person who could potentially be incredibly creative and productive during this downtime, so I need to redirect my energies. I think Facebook is not only a time and productivity sucker, but I also think I rely on Facebook when I should be making more direct attempts to contact and re-connect with friends. I also feel like it can be emotionally draining to wait for someone to contact you through Facebook, and continuously check to see if they have, only to be disappointed. As I have found the last couple days that turning off my phone is often more tolerable than waiting for it to ring, I’m hoping that simply disconnecting from Facebook will be more tolerable than trying to ignore it.

I wanted so badly to wait to start my challenge. I’m so bored right now, and also, I love getting my birthday messages so much! But as we have covered in previous posts, there’s never a good time for a challenge, so here I go diving head first into new (or old-fashioned?) territory. No more Facebook.

See you in productivity land!

Disconnectedly yours,


I had about 3 1/2 hours of sleep last night… off to a great start. I was thinking, as I started my day sans planned AM run, that I could start tomorrow instead, but then, at 9:38 AM, Amanda Marcus texted me. “Just got back from the first 2 miles…” it read. That was that, I knew I had to stick to my guns.

Tonight I learned that, like yoga, the hardest part of running is making the time, and getting out the door. If you can manage to get yourself changed into your workout clothes, and on the pavement, you’re not going to turn back; so with my iPod charged, and my puppy companion in hand, I set off down the driveway.

I ran about half the way, which probably isn’t much to all you marathon runners out there, but I’m proud of myself. I actually did better ,and felt stronger than I anticipated I would. I’m going to try to keep this short and sweet, so I will leave you with a few observations.

First of all, my ability to tune out pain amazes me. Yoga gave me the mental strength necessary to push my physical limits, and trust that my body can do the things I want it to. Even though my lungs were burning, my calves were aching, and my lower jaw was throbbing (is this normal??) I did not stop. The only time I stopped running and walked instead, was going up and down the big hills, and that was mostly because I was afraid of falling.

On that note, the hills are a huge problem. I am all for running hills, but the route I chose (using happened to be exactly half composed of enormous hills. I think I will do my other route next time, and hopefully I will be able to run more of it.

Tomorrow is my cross training day, and I’m planning on doing 30 minutes of biking, walking, or swimming. Swimming would be a nice change of pace to try sometime, but probably not tomorrow. Tomorrow, I will bike for 30 minutes.

Wish me luck!