Tuesday, March 07, 2006

Yeah, But This Is More Interesting

I ran my first 60 minutes on Sunday morning with no walking. That's my longest time continuously running, like a bad Broadway musical. How far was that, you ask? Um, could have been one mile for all I know (miles are so last year, people), but I think passing the two mile markers (the ones that I noticed), indicates that it may have at least been four, probably (please, dear God?) closer to five. Not that it matters.

Monday is my recumbant bike-riding day, but I went totally wild and took the day off from training (not, sadly, from work). I went home and got in bed at 7:30 and slept til 7 a.m. (I guess that's the result of running sixty minutes straight, huh? Or watching the Oscars til all hours of the night.)

But whoa, Nellie, back up to Sunday night. Where I wasted way too much time watching said Oscars, which I swore I would never do again, but I got sucked into, and felt like I was in a time warp (thank God for my man Jon, even if he did get skewered for no good reason by Tom "Get a Life" Shales), what with the cheesiest of cheesy production numbers, and then what with giving the wrong person best actor, (yes, Philip whatshisname was great, too), along with the wrong film (yes, "Crash" was great too. Just not as great.) I can't be everywhere at once, you know, telling everyone what to do. It's hard enough giving orders to my friends and family. My beloved "Brokeback" which should have won EVERYTHING, did not get best picture. So that's it: Oscar and I am parting ways.

Later that same night, I think I had what might be euphemistically called a marathon wet dream (can I say that in a family blog?) Oh well. I qualified for the Boston Marathon by running a marathon in 2:30. In. My. Dreams. Literally. So now when I say I could qualify for Boston in my dreams, I'll be telling the truth.

Next up: Monday night, my bed, me in the midst of my 12-hour sleep-a-thon. I dreamt that Number One Daughter had inheirited $189 million. Not $190. Or even $188 mil. (It's times like this I wish I believed in numerology.) I awoke the next morning oh- so-disappointed to find this was only a dream. In my dream I remember thinking: NOD can give away $20 mil and not feel a thing! Also in my dream I remember thinking: I gotta get NOD a financial advisor, pronto. So my happy dream quickly turned into an anxiety one. Isn't that always the way?

Cue Tuesday: Well I slept 12-ish hours so I was kind of wide-eyed awake at 7. I fiddled around with the shuffle until I broke it. Damn. Damn bcs today's schedule called for a 50-minute run. And thanks to most of you and my other running friends, I must have the Shuffle! So I fiddled for another hour until I fixed it, which meant I got to work late, didn't get to run til 1 p.m., and generally did not earn my keep today. But hello! I ran 50 minutes!! With no walking!! I did want to stop about 50,000 times, but I didn't.

It's entirely possible I'm getting this running thing down.

Here's the rest of the week's schedule:
Wed: 45-min run (with some speedwork thrown in, and I use the word loosely);
Thur: 35-min run in the a.m.; 90-min Bikram in the p.m.;
Fri: Strength-class with the ass-slapping Monsieur M.;
Sat.: 3-mile run with running group; capped off by
Sunday: The 10k-turned-8k St. Patrick's Day 10k!!

Hey, you: Wake up.

14 comments:

Bolder said...

hope all your dreams come true.

21st Century Mom said...

Damn girl - I need to go to bed now. I'm exhausted from reading your plan!

Just kidding. I'm debating whether to run or swim tomorrow. Tough call, tough call....

ps -if your dreams come true you have to come to SF and at least cheer me on!

Kim said...

Wow! Your running is doing great. YAY!

Now, if the rest of your dreams would come true...

susie said...

Crossing that 60 minute barrier is huge. You are amazing!

Jess said...

On Monday after my run, I totally crashed -- it was like I hit a brick wall. This running business wears you out.

I also have to weigh in on my two cents concerning the Oscar ceremony: I thought the best thing about the show was Jon Stewart and the touches added that were *so* the Daily Show. Hollywood is just too stuck up for his wit to understand it.

Bob said...

Keep dreaming girl and Crash won because it was set in LA and if it's LA it right up the Oscars alley. I have sworn off of that stuff, I enjoy the movies but want to puke watching people pat themselves on the back at the Ocsars.

Black Knight said...

Sometimes the dreams come true. The 60 minutes barrier is broken, go on to the 2nd barrier.

Running Chick said...

2:30?? Your BQ time is a little higher than that...mine's 3:45...yours must be 3:50 or so...which means you could easily BQ!! (did you follow that logic?)

good on you with all that running...you do have it!

Anne said...

Congratulations on the continuous run and on such winning dreams. I was happy with the outcome of the Academy Awards, but I missed the "drama" that makes the show worth staying up for. Jennifer Garner almost eating the floor in her slippery shoes was as close as it got. Sigh.

Stephanie said...

You are fabulous and real and gosh, I have to say that your posts get better and better. Good luck on Sunday!

angie's pink fuzzy said...

yay!

Thomas said...

Once you are able to run for one hour without break, you've cracked it. Going from one hour to two hourse is much easier, honestly.

Rae said...

Awesome job with all the nonstop running!!! GREAT job!

Can you add me in your dreams about winning a lot of money?

David said...

Now that's what I call running! Good job. After awhile, hour runs will seem so ... so ... pedestrian.
I'll send a few pace men up to keep you running, okay?