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Thursday, September 9, 2010
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Thursday, September 2, 2010
18 mile run fail
i do a lot of stupid things quite often. i dont think anyone would disagree with that. but for once i thought i made a really smart decision by starting my 18 mile training run very early this morning so as to miss the extreme mid 90's heat wave expected again for today. apparently 4:45am was not early enough. channel 6 news told me it was already 71 degrees. awesome.
but alas, off i went anyway. i had packed my camelbak last night (i went and got a new one, sans mold) with gum, money, and two gu's. i knew the sun wouldnt be coming out for awhile, so i grabbed my electric yellow reflective vest and my headlamp and headed out. the humidity hit me pretty hard at first but i settled in and felt pretty good for the first few miles. i didnt wear my headphones until the sun came out to make my step father happy (it was actually a little scary out there all alone, so i wanted to make sure i could use all my senses).
the sun started to rise around mile 4, so i took off my headlamp and vest and put on my headphones. at this point i already knew the rest of my run was going to be tough and decided i was just going to get to mile 5 and turn back. but after putting my music on i got an extra surge of energy and thought i might be ok, so i kept going.
i was running out of water (i wanted to make sure i was drinking a LOT) so i stopped at the store we own and visited with my step father for a bit. he thinks im crazy and made sure to tell me. i thanked him for more water and left to go home. i was almost to 9 miles and knew it was 3 back to the apartment so i figured i would just stop when i got there. but like before i got another burst of energy and thought i could continue on. i stopped off at the apartment to drop off my camelbak and fill up a handheld and thats where i began to feel really sick. i tried to pee but couldnt. i suddenly got light headed and needed to lie down. ty was not impressed an told me not to continue. i agreed.
sparing you any graphic details, i spent the next hour or so in the bathroom. i was dry heaving continuously. i tried to drink water but felt even more sick. when i felt just a tiny bit better i attempted to shower. this resulted in getting very dizzy, feeling like i was going to pass out, and almost throwing up again. i didnt even have the energy to put on clothes after the shower, i just got into bed. i ended up falling asleep for the next 3 and a half hours, and felt ok when i got up. i ate a bowl of cereal and drank a ton of water knowing i needed something inside me. i had a dentist appointment to go to which i was nervous about but all went well (he is a runner too, so he understood what i was going through, although he started his run 45 minutes before me. probably a smarter idea). i told him if i threw up or passed out to call my mom. he laughed.
after the dentist i had more water and an iced coffee. i had yet to go to the bathroom, which i figured was not a good sign. but, eventually i had the urge to pee and although its not quite clear yet we are getting there. since getting home ive been lying on the couch watching re-runs of beverly hills 90210 in honor of todays super awesome date 9/02/10 :) what a nerd.
all in all today was an overall suckfest. do i want to do this again? no. will i? most likely.
for your viewing pleasure, here is your 12 mile tour in pics:
but alas, off i went anyway. i had packed my camelbak last night (i went and got a new one, sans mold) with gum, money, and two gu's. i knew the sun wouldnt be coming out for awhile, so i grabbed my electric yellow reflective vest and my headlamp and headed out. the humidity hit me pretty hard at first but i settled in and felt pretty good for the first few miles. i didnt wear my headphones until the sun came out to make my step father happy (it was actually a little scary out there all alone, so i wanted to make sure i could use all my senses).
the sun started to rise around mile 4, so i took off my headlamp and vest and put on my headphones. at this point i already knew the rest of my run was going to be tough and decided i was just going to get to mile 5 and turn back. but after putting my music on i got an extra surge of energy and thought i might be ok, so i kept going.
i was running out of water (i wanted to make sure i was drinking a LOT) so i stopped at the store we own and visited with my step father for a bit. he thinks im crazy and made sure to tell me. i thanked him for more water and left to go home. i was almost to 9 miles and knew it was 3 back to the apartment so i figured i would just stop when i got there. but like before i got another burst of energy and thought i could continue on. i stopped off at the apartment to drop off my camelbak and fill up a handheld and thats where i began to feel really sick. i tried to pee but couldnt. i suddenly got light headed and needed to lie down. ty was not impressed an told me not to continue. i agreed.
sparing you any graphic details, i spent the next hour or so in the bathroom. i was dry heaving continuously. i tried to drink water but felt even more sick. when i felt just a tiny bit better i attempted to shower. this resulted in getting very dizzy, feeling like i was going to pass out, and almost throwing up again. i didnt even have the energy to put on clothes after the shower, i just got into bed. i ended up falling asleep for the next 3 and a half hours, and felt ok when i got up. i ate a bowl of cereal and drank a ton of water knowing i needed something inside me. i had a dentist appointment to go to which i was nervous about but all went well (he is a runner too, so he understood what i was going through, although he started his run 45 minutes before me. probably a smarter idea). i told him if i threw up or passed out to call my mom. he laughed.
after the dentist i had more water and an iced coffee. i had yet to go to the bathroom, which i figured was not a good sign. but, eventually i had the urge to pee and although its not quite clear yet we are getting there. since getting home ive been lying on the couch watching re-runs of beverly hills 90210 in honor of todays super awesome date 9/02/10 :) what a nerd.
all in all today was an overall suckfest. do i want to do this again? no. will i? most likely.
for your viewing pleasure, here is your 12 mile tour in pics:
mile 1, dunkin donuts just opening
mile 2, casco bay bridge
mile 3, holy tourist trap batman
mile 4, top of east end overlooking casco bay
mile 5, overlooking back cove
mile 6, back cove trail off I-295
mile 7, home of the portland sea dogs
mile 8, hi dad!
mile 9, my old apartment on pine street
mile 10, sunrise over casco bay
mile 11, heading towards my home town
mile 12, my favorite sign at the ghetto getty
Monday, August 30, 2010
Friday, August 27, 2010
ooh breathe, just breathe...
"i went to sleep with gum in my mouth and now theres gum in my hair and when i got out of bed this morning i tripped on the skateboard and by mistake i dropped my sweater in the sink while the water was running and i could tell it was going to be a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day." -alexander and the terrible horrible no good very bad day
although i didnt go to bed with gum in my mouth, nor is there gum in my hair... and i dont ride a skateboard and its not yet cold enough for sweaters, today was still a bummer sort of day. i worked last night so i need to sleep during the day, which isnt always an easy task when its beautiful outside and you just want to be awake enjoying the sunshine. my alarm was set for 4:30pm. the landlord decided 3:30pm was a good time to mow the lawn. outside just my window (at least it felt that way).
i got up to shower and eat my cheerios. no milk. i felt like having a huge meltdown and crying while getting ready for work so i called my mom, who usually makes me feel better. she didnt. i hung up. moulin rouge was on tv and i just wanted to sit on the living room floor with my multi grain waffle and blueberries and not get out of my sweatpants until next wednesday.
i contemplated calling out sick. why not? oh yeah, night bonus. stupid. cant call in sick. so i got ready and made my dinner and got an iced coffee on the way. mocha. tasted more like coconut. i again thought about the pending meltdown and tears were now forming. so i called my mom again, and this time i tried desperately for her to see my side. she did. and she said "dan, just breathe". she must have just been reading my blog. one of the many reasons why i love my mom. if the first call doesnt work, just try again. she gets me, most of the time.
ooh breathe, just breathe...
im just feeling sort of lost and not in control. of everything. i recently posted on twitter that i have an 'i dont care attitude... about everything'. and thats still kinda true, but im starting to feel it more and maybe im not really liking a lot of it.
in the next three weekends i have three weddings to go. im in one. my brothers is another. throw in the reach the beach 200 mile relay, working nights, sleeping during the day, wedding planning, marathon training, trying to make time for my fiance... trying to breathe...
i feel like im suffocating.
i know im just in a rut. i hate working 6 nights in a row and i started this weekend with a poor attitude about it and now i cant shake it. im also contemplating backing out of the full marathon and just doing the half, which makes me mostly disappointed in myself. its not that i didnt try to train for it, i just honestly havent had the time. and with 4 months left til the wedding i suddenly feel overwhelmed. lots of stuff going on and for once i just feel like i cant do it all.
im happy to know i have super supportive family, fiance, and friends who will stand behind me in any and all decisions i make. and i love them all. xoxo.
end rant.
on a fun note, when i got to work on thursday evening, i found this little button/gift tucked inside one of my work shoes in my locker. with love from linda, one of my favorite special care nurses
although i didnt go to bed with gum in my mouth, nor is there gum in my hair... and i dont ride a skateboard and its not yet cold enough for sweaters, today was still a bummer sort of day. i worked last night so i need to sleep during the day, which isnt always an easy task when its beautiful outside and you just want to be awake enjoying the sunshine. my alarm was set for 4:30pm. the landlord decided 3:30pm was a good time to mow the lawn. outside just my window (at least it felt that way).
i got up to shower and eat my cheerios. no milk. i felt like having a huge meltdown and crying while getting ready for work so i called my mom, who usually makes me feel better. she didnt. i hung up. moulin rouge was on tv and i just wanted to sit on the living room floor with my multi grain waffle and blueberries and not get out of my sweatpants until next wednesday.
i contemplated calling out sick. why not? oh yeah, night bonus. stupid. cant call in sick. so i got ready and made my dinner and got an iced coffee on the way. mocha. tasted more like coconut. i again thought about the pending meltdown and tears were now forming. so i called my mom again, and this time i tried desperately for her to see my side. she did. and she said "dan, just breathe". she must have just been reading my blog. one of the many reasons why i love my mom. if the first call doesnt work, just try again. she gets me, most of the time.
ooh breathe, just breathe...
im just feeling sort of lost and not in control. of everything. i recently posted on twitter that i have an 'i dont care attitude... about everything'. and thats still kinda true, but im starting to feel it more and maybe im not really liking a lot of it.
in the next three weekends i have three weddings to go. im in one. my brothers is another. throw in the reach the beach 200 mile relay, working nights, sleeping during the day, wedding planning, marathon training, trying to make time for my fiance... trying to breathe...
i feel like im suffocating.
i know im just in a rut. i hate working 6 nights in a row and i started this weekend with a poor attitude about it and now i cant shake it. im also contemplating backing out of the full marathon and just doing the half, which makes me mostly disappointed in myself. its not that i didnt try to train for it, i just honestly havent had the time. and with 4 months left til the wedding i suddenly feel overwhelmed. lots of stuff going on and for once i just feel like i cant do it all.
im happy to know i have super supportive family, fiance, and friends who will stand behind me in any and all decisions i make. and i love them all. xoxo.
end rant.
on a fun note, when i got to work on thursday evening, i found this little button/gift tucked inside one of my work shoes in my locker. with love from linda, one of my favorite special care nurses
...and ice cream... and french fries... and ranch dressing...
Monday, August 23, 2010
NYC top 12
this past weekend my girlfriends and i traveled to the big apple to celebrate krystles transition into married life. needless to say we saw some ridiculous/awesome things and took tons of pics of the experiences we had. heres my top twelve things that i thought were fun enough to share.
12. i think i found my new triathlon bike...
11. roadside 24 hour fruit and veggie stands
10. our dinner at a greek restaurant
9.. i can now say i know someone who owns a shake weight
8. the taco truck... apparently its a huge deal
7. love the name of this bar.... one of my favorite songs by nickel creek
6. union square park and its funny signs
5. battery park, statue of liberty, and obama condoms
4. world trade center site and 9/11 memorial
3. creeping on a wedding photo shoot in grand central station
2. modeling it up outside of subway and johnny walker red shots
1. the most amazing roof top city view
and an extra... traveling miss piggy and kermit
12. i think i found my new triathlon bike...
this is probably what my bike will look like after i attempt a tri
11. roadside 24 hour fruit and veggie stands
i may look excited but i would never buy anything!
10. our dinner at a greek restaurant
i couldnt even pronounce the name of this place... could i find something id like to eat?
i obviously found something i would like to drink!
the waitress reminded me that the portabello mushroom "burger" did not contain a "burger". yeah, thanks
rachels sandwich had french fries IN it. awesome.
9.. i can now say i know someone who owns a shake weight
i couldnt figure out how to turn it on. fail.
8. the taco truck... apparently its a huge deal
7. love the name of this bar.... one of my favorite songs by nickel creek
flow gently, sweet afton, disturb not her dream
6. union square park and its funny signs
the other side said "what i look like when im lying"
rather disturbing yet still so funny
my favorite! with my college roommate xoxo
5. battery park, statue of liberty, and obama condoms
a truly unbelieveable site to see
this guy moved and really creeped me out
4. world trade center site and 9/11 memorial
3. creeping on a wedding photo shoot in grand central station
2. modeling it up outside of subway and johnny walker red shots
1. the most amazing roof top city view
and an extra... traveling miss piggy and kermit
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