Tuesday, September 29, 2015

My last run ever

Actually, I'm being dramatic. 

I'm sad because I've wasted some nice cool weather, and disappointed that I couldn't keep up running until the end, but I have to take a break.  Maybe if things feel and seem better, I'll try a short test jog, but ego seems to be the predominating beneficiary these days, and there are other dogs to feed.

My last run for a while was last week.  3 X 3 minutes, and I was going for five repeats at least, but my right foot was hurting again, and my left foot was starting to follow suit.  I have simply become too heavy and I'm not getting enough sleep.  Perhaps, given enough time, my body might adjust to the increased load, but I have just six weeks to go.  

Six weeks of elliptical perhaps and then umpteen weeks of ?????!: very boring blog probably.

Monday, September 14, 2015

A tale of two blue grapes

#1: freshly squeezed grapefruit/spirulina/? blend from a local vegan raw store.
#2: electric blue Powerade knockoff/chemical warfare byproduct? from a local gas station.

I am presently drinking the latter.  There are other electrolyte replacers in the kitchen, but sometimes electric blue grape hits the spot.  However, I also have my own spirulina powder and could mix some of it into this stuff...maybe tomorrow.

However, I did not employ this dilatory attitude to running.  Last night was the last of two slightly cooler nights, which meant that this morning was only 20 C.  I had slept poorly once again, somewhat soundly but in 1 - 1.5 hr increments only; I didn't want to move but I really didn't wish to waste 20 C.  Otherwise regrets would have kept me up tonight, with my luck.

I decided to do 5 X 4 min jog intervals (the usual 5 min seemed too daunting).  Unfortunately, the kid was still on my bladder, but I got somewhat used to it.  4-4-5-5-1.5.  Yes, I shortchanged myself but it got to that certain point of NOPE.  Whatever!

Hopefully, I can stick to 4-5 min intervals for at least another week.  Meanwhile, prenatal yoga everyday--I try to do an actual routine but sometimes I just hit the floor and do some poses.  Whatever!

Saturday, September 12, 2015


Sleep has been fragmented and elusive this week, but I have a bit of a reprieve: cooler temps!  Highs in the low 30s and lows in the low 20s...actually, 19 for the next two days. 


This is very helpful because I'm usually awake from 3ish to 6ish am.  Yep.  Some nights I'm productive during this span, others I waste on anxiety and/or indulgent web surfing.  Listening to "sleep-promoting" music or meditation doesn't help, listening to lectures sometimes does; last night I simply accepted the inevitable and listened to Leviathan and Galaktikon and then fell asleep in the midst of some album by Persephone.

At any rate, I need some slack getting outside afterwards while it's still relatively cool.  Skipping that last sliver of sleep isn't optimal, not when I've had just 3 or 4 hours beforehand. 

Yeah, sleep has been an issue for a while, and some nights are rough, but I seem to be adapting.  Is this good preparation? Who knows?

Fortunately, this morning was agreeable.  I was awake for a shorter span, 4-6 am or so, and I woke up shortly before eight feeling surprisingly refreshed.  When the dog and I hit the pavement, it was still only about 24 C, and so we tried out a new loop.  25 minutes total of running, plus walk breaks.  These days, that's a victorious long run!

Tuesday, September 8, 2015


I haven't run for a week because my foot was sore.  Stuff gets sore now and then, and unless the pain is sharp and/or seems to proclaim a reoccurring issue, I usually run through it.  However, I'm now heavy and sort of loose-jointed in general (thanks, relaxin), and I didn't want to mess around, particularly since I could feel it while walking.  I stretched and did more yoga--it felt like things were sliding slightly out of joint, so it felt possible to ease things back into joint and keep them there.

Fortunately, it's gone now and I jogged a bit on the treadmill this morning.  4 intervals, each the length of a different music video.

Which leads me to a long-delayed shout-out: hope you're doing well, Old Free Treadmill.  Prior to our move, the TM rode away in a Habitat for Humanity truck along with Old Free Dining Room Set and Friends, and hopefully it's now helping another family get/keep fit.   Now I'm using a treadmill in the fitness room of our apartment complex.  Wish they had fans there, but it's still considerably more comfortable than running in a Southern garage without A/C.

As for running outside...my sleep has horrible this past week and I just can't get up and out before 7, ok 8, and the weather hasn't been cooperative either.   Slightly hotter slightly later morning temps haven't been a big deal for walking, but running is a different matter.  I need all the help I can get! Fortunately, the weather forecast actually promises sub-23 C later in the week.  I can't remember the last time I felt that outside.  I'm hoping to wake up before the sun, open the windows, and air out the place...and then have an enjoyable run.

9ish weeks to go!

Monday, August 31, 2015

It's going to be a fine day

Soon, not quite yet

But it's a few degrees cooler these days.  The lows are around 23 C and the highs around 35...I hope this means that the worst of summer is over.  I was told that August would be the worst month, and it's almost gone!  Still, I'm desperately craving a day like two Thursdays ago, something that doesn't get much above 30.  I need a break.  

I "jogged" 3 times last week.  It didn't feel exactly like jogging, or running, but verbs defy me.  It's smoother than a shuffle, but with a longer stride, but with the footstrike of a considerably faster pace.  Gliding?  On the one hand, it's lumbering and uncomfortable, but it's also forced a beautiful economy of movement.  At any rate, my centre of balance has shifted so much and I've put on enough weight that it feels like I'm "running" for the very first time.  Even walking is alien.   The dog and I walked about three miles today and I felt newly-acquainted with gravity.

Whatever, only 10 weeks or maybe 13-14 to go...maybe only 8?  In general, the grand entrance/exit has a 4-week window, assuming that there is one projected due date.  I do have one semi-official date, and two others that have been proposed along the way, spanning 12 days or so. Whatever, kid, it's cool; it's not like I got my shit together either.  So we'll go with ten weeks for now because it's a nice round number and the most comfortable: 8 is TOO SOON while 14 is TOO MUCH MORE. 

Saturday, August 22, 2015


Thursday was AMAZING, weather wise.  I think it got up to only 32 C, and then storms brought that down.  Even better, my husband had the day off.  At one point in the afternoon, we were walking around outside raving how nice it felt.  I think that was the coolest day we had since leaving Canada.

I like being here, but with the highs still around 37-38 C everyday, I'm getting cabin fever.  There is stuff I want to explore, but it's just too hot.  We have acclimatized to the point where we can sit in the shade when it's in the low-mid 30s and feel fine, but walking around in the sun is another matter.  Fortunately, the mornings are still reasonable enough for short jogs.

Especially Friday.  It was only 23 C.  What?! It was a real treat because our apartment is set at 25 C.  I jogged with the dog for 25 minutes (admittedly, in 5 min intervals).

But perhaps it wasn't cool enough for her because she went swimming soon after!  Actually, she didn't jump in, but simply side-stepped into it during a moment of distraction. Since it's more of a canal, with vertical concrete sides, it's easy to fall in and harder to get out.  I couldn't lift her out in my present condition, but I wasn't too concerned because it's a small sluggish shallow river, and a boat ramp was nearby on the other side.  A kind passerby helped coax her over, and then I jogged up to and over a nearby bridge to retrieve her.

There's a $500 fine for "falling in"--the language was chosen to address the usual drunken excuse apparently--but I'm not sure it applies to dogs.  Since then, I've been looking around for other good places to get my dog out in case.  She's still rather young and repeatedly distracted, and my strength (and reach!) is limited.  Some portions of the river have railings or vegetation buffers, but there are quite a few stretches with very convenient water access.

The old dog would've loved it.  He was an avid diver and underwater fisher, and there are some pretty big tilapia here.

Today was hotter and less eventful.  Just 15 min of jogging and the new dog remained drier than I.

Monday, August 17, 2015

back in the saddle perhaps maybe

So I did run again this weekend and I couldn't have timed it better.  We've been here for not quite a month and there has been very little rain, but I managed to score the first morning drizzle.  20 minutes of near-comfort!  It felt nice and I even got to run on the non-shady side of the river for the first time! Even in the early morning, the temperature is at least 25 Celsius, and so I've been a creature of the shadows.

If I can do ~20 minutes of running three times a week for the next month or so, I'll be happy.  It's hot and I'm in my third trimester.  Yes, this is why I'm presently in Texas and not up in PA.   The weather is much better up north but the food and general scene is much better here, and the baby will emerge* in time for the awesome weather season.  I love winter, but I'm looking forward to Not-Winter this year.

Meanwhile, I've recently found out that my iron levels are low again, even though I'm taking almost 60 mg/day of iron supplements. 

* this is the kindest and least intimidating verb I can think of for this process.