“You know that I want to elevate. Time to pick it up and celebrate.-St Lucia”
Hump day happies! I hope your week is going well. Today is suppose to be a toasty 51 degrees so that calls for a 5 mile run. I’m 10 days from the Rock-n-Roll DC Half and I’m finalizing my playlist. This song is definitely making the cut. Enjoy!
“Wait for the dust to settle down around us and stick to what we know.”-Smallpools
Happy Monday loves! I’m in need of all of the coffee this morning. This weekend went by way too fast, but at least March is off to a wonderful start. On Friday night, my friends and I went to Harvest for some birthday celebrations. The food was delicious, straight from the farm to the table. Between the flat breads, the quinoa salad, and the pumpkin tiramisu, I left University City in foodie heaven. On Saturday morning, I was up bright and early for an 11 mile run. By the time I got home, there were icicles in my hair. To say that I’m ready for 45 degree running weather is a very large understatement. After I defrosted, my sister and I made our way to Body Restoration Spa for a massage. Those ladies sure knew what they were doing because I was in a Swedish massage coma 10 minutes after laying down. The rest of my weekend was spent bingeing on season three of House of Cards and doing some spring cleaning, in hopes that it brings warmer temperatures to the Always Sunny :)
“Did you and Jupiter conspire to get me? I think you and the Moon and Neptune got it right.”-Echosmith
TGIF! This week has been rough with a capital R, as if you can’t tell from that picture. But sister weekend is finally here and I’m ready for some relaxation. I have a nice long 11-mile run tomorrow morning, then my sister and I are off for a couple’s massage. Guess who’s excited? THIS girl. The countdown until my next half is almost to the single digits and luckily my pace is really picking up. WOO!
Here’s what my training looked like from this week:
- Monday: 5-mile run
- Tuesday: 45-minute tempo
- Wednesday: 3-mile run
- Thursday: 5-mile run
- Friday: Rest
- Saturday: 11-mile run
- Sunday: Spin+yoga
Hope yous guys have a wonderful weekend! Xoxo :)
“Summer lovin’ and fights, how it is for us and it’s all because we’re talking body”-Tove Lo
In honor of National Eating Disorders Awareness Week, I thought I’d use today as an opportunity to touch on something I haven’t talked about in a while. It’s been over a year since I opened up to my friends and family about battling an eating disorder since I was 18. The decision to share this wasn’t an easy one, but with the help from Melissa, a photographer I met who also struggled with an eating disorder, it was one that changed my life for the better. Having Melissa to share my feelings and experiences with was easy. Even though we didn’t physically meet until the day of the photo shoot, I felt like I had known her my whole life. She put me at ease, and made me feel comfortable talking about my habits. My secret was finally out, and I was hoping that it would make the road to healthy habits an easy one.
Maybe I underestimated the way the project with Melissa would change my life. Maybe I underestimated how many emotions I would feel after letting this secret out. Whatever it was, the year following the shoot was (and still is) a hell of a roller coaster ride. While it certainly helped me with being more open about the disease, it also made me feel more open for criticism. I felt like everyone was examining me to see how much I was eating or exercising. I felt like I was under an even stronger microscope, and couldn’t seem to get out. Yet again, the disease was trapping me, controlling me, and running my life. Shortly after summer was over, I realized I had enough. I couldn’t keep letting this happen. I need a plan.
I said it once, and I’ll say it again: you never get over an eating disorder. It is a part of you, with you, every day. It’s a voice in the back of your head, talking to you, at all times. Some days it’s a whisper that you can barely hear. Other days, it’s a scream so loud that you can’t focus on anything else. Every day is a battle between those two voices. I know the key to keeping those screams down to a tiny whisper: a day-to-day plan. When I pack my days with healthy meals and realistic workouts, I feel light, free, and strong. The days when I fail to plan are the longest, loudest days. Too many of those days and I lose control over the person that I am. I feel weak and heavy, in more ways than one. I know those days have to happen, because they are the test. They are what make the good days feel so much better. They are what make the happiest days stay with me longer. Luckily, life has been giving me less of those kinds of loud days lately.
“I like it in the city when two worlds collide. You get the people and the government, everybody taking different sides.”-Adele
Good morning and happy Monday! I’m finally back in the city, after almost getting snowed in the cow country. We woke up on Saturday morning and the forecast called for 5-8 inches, which I wasn’t too happy about considering I saved my long run for Sunday. But luckily the snow wasn’t nearly as bad as expected and all birthday parties still went off without a hitch. Oh and my run went pretty great too. As much as I wish I could have been snowed in for a little longer, I’m getting super excited about this week’s training.
So I have a quick question that I need some running advice on. Lately, my stomach has been acting up after my runs. I’ll get home from the gym or running and my stomach starts to cramp. It makes me nauseous and hurts, but also leaves this really off taste in my mouth. Sometimes I won’t eat because I can’t stomach the thought of food, but other times I’ll eat something small like a yogurt. Neither really help. The worst part is that it’s also been waking me up in the middle of the night. I’ll be sick to my stomach (never actually getting sick), with this awful taste in my mouth. Any advice? Does this happen to anyone else?
“It’s the weight that you carry from the the things that you think you want.”-Zac Brown Band
Happy Friday loves! It’s friggen frigid here, but luckily I get to work from home today. The family and I are headed back to Chambersburg for the weekend from some family birthday celebrations. I haven’t seen A in what feels like forever, so I can’t wait to spend time with him too. Even though the last leg of last week was awful and I felt slow and sluggish all weekend, I definitely made up for it this week. Here’s my log:
- Monday: Rest
- Tuesday: 5-mile run+abs
- Wednesday: 5.5-mile run (48 minute tempo)
- Thursday: 3-mile run+abs
- Friday: 9x400s (3.3 miles)+leg circuits
- Saturday: 2.5 mile easy run
- Sunday: 15k at race pace
I’m more than back to feeling 100% and so ready to kick some major asphalt. Cheers to the weekend!
“I struggle to contain the love that’s in my veins and how it circulates.”-Fifth Harmony
Oh hey there! I’m sorry for the hiatus, but it’s been absolute madness here in
the tundra Philadelphia. I’ve been overwhelmed with work and training and just needed a little time to rest and not do my weekly posts. I’m still recovering from some kind of bug that left me feeling woozy and not myself. My runs haven’t been less than mediocre. Between not feeling good and the unbelievably cold conditions in the city, my motivation to run has been pretty low. But yesterday I woke up to a race confirmation for my fifth Broad Street Run and I couldn’t be more pumped. Broad Street is my favorite race and I’m so excited to be able to run it again this year! I’m less than a month away from Rock n Roll DC, and I’m getting a little worried after my last week or so of training. But hopefully after this weather passes and I’m back to feeling 100% I’ll be able to pick up right where I left off. Happy hump day loves!