Daily Archives: September 8, 2011

All My Bags Are Packed…

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…I’m ready to go. (Armageddon? Anyone?)

I’ve finally done it. After years and years (and years) of bringing 54343786 options of clothing (really who needs 16 dresses for 6 days?), I think I finally know the meaning of “packing light”.

We’ll have laundry available on part of the trip so that makes it a lot easier. Otherwise I’d need about 7 of these and a staff of 22 to carry all that I would require of such a trip.

And it’s now 11:27pm. And my suitcase has gone from this:

To This:

 

The dresses are ready to be folded up and packed:

 

 

The Kindle is charging away: (because why use a table when there’s an entire floor available?)

 

And the rest of the gadgets are ready to be packed:

 

 

I’m fully packed, boyfriend is fully packed and we are ready to goooooo!

See you bright and early!

Packing Procrastination

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I’m being taunted by an inanimate object.

The looks I’ve been getting all day long from this badboy are getting a bit much.

The attitude it’s projecting is along the lines of what Nicole Richie is throwing at Jessica Simpson. (You know she can’t actually stand her.)

Your time will come my friend… just not until later tonight.

 

 

Does anyone else leave packing until the very, very, very last minute?

Regardless that you’re more excited for this vacation than a 5-year old on Christmas morning?

 

I Get It.

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OK Hal (and every other running coach, training guide, magazine, runner, etc out there) I get it.

I finally understand the long, slow run you force me to complete every week.

I get why you want me to run it 90-120 seconds slower than my goal marathon pace even though it’s torturous to my legs that want to speed up, and I feel like it’s never going to end.

It’s because when I actually listen to you and run it slow, it feels phenomenal, my legs feel fantastic, my mental outlook is excellent, and I want to run more. I’m not sore, I’m not even stiff. I’m actually looking forward to getting back out there.

 

(This has nothing to do with the fact that I’m leaving for a vacation tomorrow I swear).

Apparently I’m OCD when it comes to preparing for trips, so I took Page’s advice and downloaded Wunderlist for my iPhone and lets just say it changed my life. I love to-do lists, and this just makes it that much easier to “cross” them off as you go.

Staring at me this morning on the top of my 21-item to-do list today (not kidding, I’m about 1/3 of the way through) was this:

9 mile long, slow run. SLOW.

No time like the present ya?

 

I set off this AM with no real direction in mind. I knew I had to get the miles in, I had contemplated just doing several loops or something to get it over with, but I had a ton of other things on my mind so I just started running.

I got to a fork in the road (literally- someone had dropped plastic silverware) and decided to run along the path that the US Half Marathon I’m running in November follows.

Up to the Golden Gate Bridge, across it, and then back down. A couple of hills, but by some miracle my legs felt ridiculously strong as I ran up them, I have no idea how that happened. (Pilates, I LOVE YOU.)

 

The weather was gorgeous (SF summer starts in September) and if there’s anything that makes you love, love, love living in SF, it’s running across the Golden Gate on a sunny day with no minimal tourists.

 

 

It was so gorgeous that around mile 5.5 I had to stop and take some pictures. Let me just say that I can never be bothered to do this, ever. (Mainly because how many pictures of a gray sky and a bridge covered in fog can one really have?)

 

 

To my fellow runners/people-in-training… the Glee Pandora station (I realize what you people probably think about my taste in music and it couldn’t be closer to the truth) is perfect for long slow runs. Perfect. I didn’t skip ahead one song.

When I got home, I did what any runner that constantly thinks about food does: I called in lunch.

 

Plant Veggie Burger with White Cheddar and Avocado

Cucumber, Watermelon, Apple Juice

 

Time to sucker-punch the rest of my to-do list in the face… then get to packing!