stretch of imagination

since the snow storm, the face of city has taken on a sickly pallor–icy, salty, and peppered with mild disappointment.  because of my hip flexor strain, and because i prefer to run outside when the sidewalks are clear of bone-shattering obstacles, i’ve dialed it back and have been doing everything else but run outside.

i turned 39 last sunday.  that’s also a thing.  i’m not worried about aging.  i’m in the best shape of my life, and i’ve got many more years to run, jump and roll around the planet.  i mean, shit.  this amazing person is EIGHTY and runs a 2:13 PR in the half!

speaking of amazing people, every morning last week, on my walk up the avenue to grab the train to work, the same woman would run past me. on the very same block.  every. damn. day.  that’s commitment and consistency!  the look on her face is that of someone who is locked up tight in thought, yet in total control of her body.  i hope to get back to a regular routine soon, what with half marathon training starting in two weeks!  in the meantime, i’ll mind-high-five her the next time she zooms past me.

IMG_7659to cope with the winter doldrums, i’ve been looking up new recipes on the world wide web and surprising myself by cooking up some pretty amazing soups. i found this delicious, vegan coconut curry lentil soup recipe from vegangela.  this weekend, i’m going to make it again, but making a double batch for freezing as well as vegangela’s mushroom soup.

while my fourteen year-old son is not vegetarian, he loves these recipes (and every vegetarian and vegan meal i make at home).   i’m either lucky, or an extremely good home cook.  maybe both!


another doldrum-beating coping mechanism is to go to class.  barre burn class!  last night, some friends and i went to lindsay’s barre burn at equinox in soho, and then to temple bar for an end-of-work-week cocktail.  we call it Bar(re) Fridays™.


weekend workout plans: a short trot to the brooklyn bridge today and then a long, slow run on sunday through the park.  also on sunday i’m going to start a two-month yoga program  through dailyburn (where i work).  i was never into yoga.  maybe briohny will change my mind.  maybe you’ll see me pulling the pungu mayurasana pose like it’s NBD by the end of the year.  maybe not.  all i know is that i have the flexibility of a steel post and that’s going to change!  i’ll keep you…posted. har har.

the long and short of it

the good news?  i’ve been adding more distance to my runs (8 miles in SF <–).

the bad news?  i’m not running as often as i want to lately (although my mileage per week remains the same).

this isn’t to say that i’ve been sitting on my tuchus.  i’ve been cross training, doing new kinds of workouts, and staying ahead of the daylight savings blues which is muy, muy, importante.  

here’s a rundown of my workouts this week:

on monday night, i hightailed on over to a 90’s music themed ride at peloton cycle with marion berrian roaman.   i always leave their studio a sweaty, exhilarated mess.  spin classes like these make me feel ready to take on the rest of the week!

on tuesday afternoon, i went to SLT in their flatiron location to take a complimentary group class.  also in attendance?  my awesome, fellow co-workers at dailyburn!  according to their site “…(SLT) is largely based on the holistic principles of Pilates, but also emphasizes the strength training and cardio elements not inherent to Pilates…”  and how!  my obliques have never felt so sore.  on wednesday, i was clutching my sides and hobbling around like james brown exiting stage left.

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on wednesday night (the coldest night of the week, it turns out), i decided to run 4.5 miles after i got out of work.  oh boy, that was a mistake. there were NO OTHER RUNNERS on the west side highway, and the windchill was 23 degrees with the wind rushing at me at 25 mph. this coupled with feeling sore all over, my pace slowed down by 1-1.5 minutes per mile.  all i could think (bittersweetly) about was the writing on the wall at the SLT studio: better sore than sorry.  by the time i reached the brooklyn bridge/city hall train station at the end of my run, i’d broken up with running and made up with it a thousand times.  while on the crowded train ride home, my sinuses, traumatized by the cold, acted up like WOAH.  i snorted and slobbered helplessly within inches of visibly disgusted commuters.  should have gone to gym!

thursday morning, after waking up super early with a mild sinus medicine hangover, i zombie-commuted to equinox in soho to take a my first barre burn class with the talented lindsay brooke davis.  she is a wonderful instructor, and her class was just what i needed after that regrettable run the night before.  i danced ballet (and tap!) from ages 3-17, so the movements felt familiar and like home to me. now i’m not saying it was easy!  the class was challenging and made me sweat like crazy.  i’ll be back again.

today?  ABSOLUTELY NOTHING.  i’m keeping my people clothes on!  no sweating, no nothing.  just resting up so i can go on a long run this weekend.  i’ve been trotting around in some new kicks these days which make my legs feel fantastic.  they’ve been great on short and fast runs, and even greater for those long and steady runs.  these brooks are my new jam!

next week? i’m looking forward to spending quality time with the ones i love.  good eats.  good workouts.  warmer weather.  can’t wait!