Monday Morning

May 16, 2011 at 1:17 pm

This morning I walked the boys to school after having my usual two cups of coffee. While walking home after dropping them off I was heavily into an internal dialogue wherein I was trying to talk myself out of running.

“You deserve a day off after biking 15 miles yesterday.” “You basically carb-loaded with Chad’s homemade pizza last night, so you should have plenty of energy for a run.” “Running is hard and if you don’t go you could just sit and watch the Today Show and fold clothes and be lazy.” “You never regret a run once you’ve done it.” “You are addicted to exercise and can’t stand to take a day off.” “It’s in the low 70’s and low humidity and you might not see a morning like this again until November.”

That lost thought is what really did it. As soon as I got home I put on my running gear and immediately took off for a run. I didn’t even eat breakfast first (I thought if I sat down I would talk myself out of running eventually).

At first I thought I would do at least three miles. I’m doing a 5K at the beginning of June with my friend Kathy, so I really want three miles to be my minimum as long as I have the time. I set off on my “head to the downtown waterfront via Snell Isle” route.


It was the nicest morning weather in which I’ve run in a while. It was almost cool once I broke a sweat. You can see it was kind of overcast, or at least there were big spots of clouds.


Of course by the time I got to Coffee Pot Bayou I was feeling pretty good, although my legs felt so heavy after my long bike ride yesterday. I knew my pace was slow, but otherwise I felt okay, so I decided to keep going along the waterfront.

There was a seagull popcorn party going on in North Shore Park.


Not many people on the actual beach this early in the day, but there were lots of people walking, running and biking. There were even group exercise sessions going on in the park.


My half way turn-around point at about 3.5 miles was Northshore Pool, where I stopped to take A PICTURE of myself drinking water/SOBE.

Too high.


Too low.


Just right.


Yes, people were around watching me take multiple photos of myself fake-drinking out of a water bottle. If I put three on the blog, how many do you think I actually took? I don’t care if people think I’m strange. There are MANY strange people hanging out at the downtown waterfront in the mornings. I’m definitely not the strangest.

Is it more or less strange to take a picture of your reflection in the window of a vacant house while out running?


Okay, maybe that veers into the “creepy” subcategory of strange.

By mile six my legs were dead tree trunks. The last mile was torture. But if you do a long out and back and you go all the way OUT, you have to come all the way BACK. So I did. I was slow, but I did it. The slow stats are on my “Still Running” page.

I was home by 11:00, but then I took a LONG shower and tried to stretch out my quads which are now in knots. Then I did a bunch of laundry (remove, fold the immediate stuff, flip wet stuff to the dryer, start another load). Finally I ate something, which was close to noon so I don’t know if it was breakfast or lunch. I’m not going to blog about my food today. Why?

TalkingHeadsRemaininLightIn the immortal words of the Talking Heads, circa 1980:

Same as it Ever Was.

Same as it Ever Was.



On deck for this afternoon: more laundry, trip to Publix, pick up carpool, homework/snack, convince Mack we don’t need to go shopping for goody bag items for his birthday party TODAY. I don’t know what else. Probable family evening walk. Something out of the freezer for dinner because for some reason our freezer is packed right now. Everytime I open it something falls out.

Happy Monday.

Sunday on a bike

May 15, 2011 at 7:27 pm

This morning I was happy to be making waffles since I hadn’t made them in a couple of weeks.


Boys’ breakfast:


Folding clothes while making waffles:


My breakfast:


To the gym (me and the boys). 30 minutes on the elliptical, then Bodypump.


After the gym, a short stop by Rollin’ Oats (you know I love this place).


What we bought:


That’s mixed veggie chips, baked cheetos-type things, blue corn tortilla chips, house made salsa and hummus, pumpkin butter.

Plus, as always, the boys each got a chocolate:


When we got home I noticed a package on the landing (must have missed seeing it yesterday). Inside was this:


It’s a cute insulated lunch bag with a zipper top that Chad ordered for me for FREE.


It was a promotional give-away from Lean Cuisine. Chad eats a lot of Lean Cuisine pizzas.


I love the message and the nice quality of the lunch bag!


Same lunch as yesterday. Yummy chickpea/sausage/chard mixture dumped over my awesome salad.

After lunch I brought up that huge Star Wars box that I had gotten out of storage for Mack. To say he was thrilled would be a huge understatement.


For the next half-hour every couple of minutes we’d hear, “Awesome!” as he uncovered some special figure or ship.



I’m preparing myself to once again see Star Wars toys scattered from one end of the house to the other.

This afternoon I decided to go on a LONG (for me) bike ride while Chad and the boys went to Target.  I took off on the usual, awesome, route from my house (yes, I’ve had my bike for exactly one week and I already have a “usual” long route, haha).

Down to the bay and past many McMansions on the water.



Over the St. Raphael’s bridge to Snell Isle.


Stop at the Coffee Pot Bayou bridge to drink some water/SOBE.



Past some real mansions.


Past North Shore Beach.


Past this Dad and two little boys that tugged at my heart strings for half a second.


Past this big rusty sculpture. I am soooo good at taking pictures WHILE biking, thanks to my tiny camera.


Past the Stouffer Vinoy. These pictures were totally taken while in motion, rolling by.


My camera is so little that it was easy to do this entire bike ride with my little camera hanging off of my wrist.



The Dali Museum.


Out to the end of Albert Whitted Park, then turn around.


I couldn’t imagine a more perfect, beautiful biking route than the one I have just minutes from my door.



Live music at the end of the Pier.




On the way back I decided to keep going on to Coffee Pot Park and head up 1st Street instead of coming back through Snell Isle. You can now take a wide, paved bike path all the way from Albert Whitted Airport to 62nd Ave. N. and 1st Street. It’s amazing.

Behind Northeast Publix on 1st Street.


One little canal bridge still under construction.


Finally to the church I always call “Something Covenant” on my “Still Running” page. It’s Faith Covenant. Got it now.


Then on the awesome bike path all the way down 62nd Avenue to Shore Acres.


In all I did over 15 miles.

garmin bike may 15

Several times I forgot to restart my Garmin after stopping it to drink water or take a picture, so I know it was probably closer to 16 miles total, and all of it was awesome.

Biking is just so fun. It is so much more pleasant than running. There is a constant breeze. I loved every second of it and would have gone for 20 miles except that I told Chad I’d be home by 5 p.m. and I rolled into our carport at exactly 4:59!

I came home to Chad making homemade pizza, starring roasted broccoli.


Chad can’t eat tomatoes or onion, so he wanted to make a white pizza with his homemade crust that he perfected many years ago.


It was alfredo sauce, roasted broccoli, sautéed mushrooms and cheese. Also, a few breadsticks with the extra dough.



broccoli pizza

I’m out.