I am in a GREAT mood today.
It is the Friday before a long weekend. Yay! I have a date with my husband tomorrow night. Yay! We were trying to remember the last time we had a date just the two of us and we were completely unsuccessful. I think it was over the summer when we were in NYC and my parents had Keller for the weekend. That was July. How pathetic is that? But the times they are a changing.
I have been sick with this horrendous sore throat this week. I had a fever yesterday and had to go home from work early. I feel better today but my throat is still ridiculously painful. The glands in my neck are so swollen that it hurts to turn my head. I had a sore throat like this back in January too. I'm probably dying. But even that won't mess up my mood. I'm just really looking forward to this weekend.
Keller isn't feeling well either. John is home with him today. He's had this cough for some time now and he's just been under the weather. Hopefully he will be feeling better by Sunday because we have a Valentine's party to go to and I wouldn't want him to miss seeing his little friends.
Well, that's all for now! Happy Friday!
Showing posts with label NYC. Show all posts
Showing posts with label NYC. Show all posts
Friday, February 13, 2009
Monday, July 28, 2008
These Little Town Blues...
I ran the NYC Half Marathon yesterday. Or maybe I should say it ran me. It really wasn't pretty.
We arrived in NYC Friday night. It was a fine trip up, nothing too exciting. Saturday, we met up with my friends Amanda and Kate and their respective husbands. Amanda, Kate and I were all running the race. We met at Niketown, picked up our packets and then went to lunch. We went to the Great American Health Bar on W. 57th. Yum! I got an avocado sandwich and there really isn't much more to say about it. It was so freaking good.
After lunch, we walked around a lot. This was Amanda's first time in NYC, so we wanted to show her some of the city but still not completely exhaust ourselves before the race. After walking around some, we all went back to our respective dwellings to rest, have dinner, and get ready for the race.
The weather Saturday night was so wonderful. It was cool and breezy and little humidity. I was pretty excited for the race. We had dinner at Josie's Kitchen up near the apartment. It was really good. We got some Pinkberry on the way back and then just spent the rest of the night getting ready for the race. I think I was asleep by 9:30!
Sunday morning race preparations went well. I felt good and ready. We headed over to the race start at 5:30. As soon as we left the apartment, it started to thunder and lightening. Oh, great. I was pissed. As we headed over to the race, it started raining. It was muggy and hot. I was not happy. The race started in Central Park, which is nice, but inside a park the trees kind of keep the humidity in and it's stifling.
I met up with Kate and Amanda. This was about 6:30. It had stopped raining by then and I was getting excited. The race started at 7:00 and we were off. I felt good at first but it was so freaking crowded. Between the humidity and the 14,000 people, I started to feel claustrophobic. I have to say that my nemesis in running is humidity. It kills me. I swear, the reaction is like air being let out of a balloon, with a little scream and everything. It's so not pretty.
So, we ran around Central Park, which is about a 7-mile loop of undulating, horrendous hills. Seriously, they really suck because they're all gradual inclines so you're climbing for an extended period of time. In addition, the humidity was making me feel nauseous. I started having dry heaves and thought I was going to lose it all over the place. Thankfully, I didn't. Finally, we left the park at mile 7 and we headed out onto 7th Ave. It was like the angels started singing for me. With the street being open and no trees in sight, the air thinned out, the crowd thinned out and I could breathe. We ran down 7th through Times Square, which was awesome. That was the best part of the race. We made a right onto 42nd Street and headed over to the West Side Highway. We then just ran down to the finish in Battery Park. I was pretty much done by the time we go to the West Side. The hills and nausea from the beginning really took their toll on me.
We finished and my poor friend Kate had to go to the medic tent. She was burning up but not sweating. She was feeling cold and shivering, but she was hot to the touch. She was suffering from heat exhaustion, maybe even heat stroke. They took her to the hospital in an ambulance and it was pretty intense. But she was all right. I haven't gotten the full story yet because they had to get on the road as soon as she got out of the hospital. We're still in the city, so I'll catch up with her tomorrow. But she called when she got out and she's doing all right.
So, that's that. This was not my best race in any sense of the word and I'm pretty disappointed. I hate having a bad race because it's such a blow to my confidence. But I'll chalk it up to experience and consider it a training run and move on. The next race is Virginia Beach Rock n' Roll Half Marathon, so hopefully that will be a little better.
Hope everyone had a good weekend!
We arrived in NYC Friday night. It was a fine trip up, nothing too exciting. Saturday, we met up with my friends Amanda and Kate and their respective husbands. Amanda, Kate and I were all running the race. We met at Niketown, picked up our packets and then went to lunch. We went to the Great American Health Bar on W. 57th. Yum! I got an avocado sandwich and there really isn't much more to say about it. It was so freaking good.
After lunch, we walked around a lot. This was Amanda's first time in NYC, so we wanted to show her some of the city but still not completely exhaust ourselves before the race. After walking around some, we all went back to our respective dwellings to rest, have dinner, and get ready for the race.
The weather Saturday night was so wonderful. It was cool and breezy and little humidity. I was pretty excited for the race. We had dinner at Josie's Kitchen up near the apartment. It was really good. We got some Pinkberry on the way back and then just spent the rest of the night getting ready for the race. I think I was asleep by 9:30!
Sunday morning race preparations went well. I felt good and ready. We headed over to the race start at 5:30. As soon as we left the apartment, it started to thunder and lightening. Oh, great. I was pissed. As we headed over to the race, it started raining. It was muggy and hot. I was not happy. The race started in Central Park, which is nice, but inside a park the trees kind of keep the humidity in and it's stifling.
I met up with Kate and Amanda. This was about 6:30. It had stopped raining by then and I was getting excited. The race started at 7:00 and we were off. I felt good at first but it was so freaking crowded. Between the humidity and the 14,000 people, I started to feel claustrophobic. I have to say that my nemesis in running is humidity. It kills me. I swear, the reaction is like air being let out of a balloon, with a little scream and everything. It's so not pretty.
So, we ran around Central Park, which is about a 7-mile loop of undulating, horrendous hills. Seriously, they really suck because they're all gradual inclines so you're climbing for an extended period of time. In addition, the humidity was making me feel nauseous. I started having dry heaves and thought I was going to lose it all over the place. Thankfully, I didn't. Finally, we left the park at mile 7 and we headed out onto 7th Ave. It was like the angels started singing for me. With the street being open and no trees in sight, the air thinned out, the crowd thinned out and I could breathe. We ran down 7th through Times Square, which was awesome. That was the best part of the race. We made a right onto 42nd Street and headed over to the West Side Highway. We then just ran down to the finish in Battery Park. I was pretty much done by the time we go to the West Side. The hills and nausea from the beginning really took their toll on me.
We finished and my poor friend Kate had to go to the medic tent. She was burning up but not sweating. She was feeling cold and shivering, but she was hot to the touch. She was suffering from heat exhaustion, maybe even heat stroke. They took her to the hospital in an ambulance and it was pretty intense. But she was all right. I haven't gotten the full story yet because they had to get on the road as soon as she got out of the hospital. We're still in the city, so I'll catch up with her tomorrow. But she called when she got out and she's doing all right.
So, that's that. This was not my best race in any sense of the word and I'm pretty disappointed. I hate having a bad race because it's such a blow to my confidence. But I'll chalk it up to experience and consider it a training run and move on. The next race is Virginia Beach Rock n' Roll Half Marathon, so hopefully that will be a little better.
Hope everyone had a good weekend!
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Even if things get heavy we'll all float on
Do you ever just go to certain places because the people there are so nice? There is a deli on the same block as my office and I love the people that work there. This is the St. Elmo Deli and it's own by a little family. We don't really say much to each other, other than what I order and when it's ready, but I just get this vibe that they are good people. And they make a mean BLT with avocado.
As I get on in life, it's becoming so much more apparent that you just HAVE to be nice to people. It's not something you should try to be, you should just be nice. It's so much easier to smile at someone or hold the door for them than it is to do neither of those things. And why are people so freaking rude? It really takes so much more effort to be rude. I find that when I'm having a bad day or am upset about something, when someone does something nice, like holds the door or elevator for me, it truly makes my day. A simple smile can go so far. We're all just trying to get by. I mean really, why can't people just understand that? We are all going through the same things.
I was watching the live coverage of Tim Russert's funeral yesterday and it was really moving. First I felt badly for watching, like I was exploiting him by contributing to the media monster that felt it was ok to televise a man's funeral. But as I watched, it just was clear how much he was truly loved by everyone he met, and even those he didn't meet (like me). It just goes to show you that being nice, genuine and excited about life will bring much happiness and joy to your life, as well as those around you.
On a completely different subject...I found this blog this morning and I LOVE it. I just love the whole concept of finding all the donut spots in NYC. Because you know they're going to be good donuts. Anyone that knows me, knows I love a good donut. In fact, donuts were the food item I made John go get me when I was pregnant. MMMM....donuts. I can't wait until we're in NYC in July so I can check out some of these places.
Now go have a good day!
As I get on in life, it's becoming so much more apparent that you just HAVE to be nice to people. It's not something you should try to be, you should just be nice. It's so much easier to smile at someone or hold the door for them than it is to do neither of those things. And why are people so freaking rude? It really takes so much more effort to be rude. I find that when I'm having a bad day or am upset about something, when someone does something nice, like holds the door or elevator for me, it truly makes my day. A simple smile can go so far. We're all just trying to get by. I mean really, why can't people just understand that? We are all going through the same things.
I was watching the live coverage of Tim Russert's funeral yesterday and it was really moving. First I felt badly for watching, like I was exploiting him by contributing to the media monster that felt it was ok to televise a man's funeral. But as I watched, it just was clear how much he was truly loved by everyone he met, and even those he didn't meet (like me). It just goes to show you that being nice, genuine and excited about life will bring much happiness and joy to your life, as well as those around you.
On a completely different subject...I found this blog this morning and I LOVE it. I just love the whole concept of finding all the donut spots in NYC. Because you know they're going to be good donuts. Anyone that knows me, knows I love a good donut. In fact, donuts were the food item I made John go get me when I was pregnant. MMMM....donuts. I can't wait until we're in NYC in July so I can check out some of these places.
Now go have a good day!
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