Monday, November 2, 2009

Day 2

Yesterday, so inspired by the marathoners, I went out and ran 26.2 miles...minus 23.2. It was exhilarating. I felt terrible for Paula Radcliffe but was super happy that Derartu Tulu beat out Ludmila Petrova. I watched the marathon twice. I even rooted for Paula in the 2nd one. I wish Kara Goucher was running and would stop all this baby making nonsense. I can't believe that its the first time an American has won since 1982! What the hell?! Bunch of slow pokes over here but nevertheless, yippee!!

I'm going to a personal trainer now too, he's been reshaping me for about a month now. I'm starting to see a difference like I'm always sore and now my knee is creaking. I asked him if I was ever going to not be sore and he said yes but when that happens I'll change the workout. He has the flu today and I cannot tell a lie, I am a little happy about it. Although he said I have to go run today instead.

So, in personal news, my son has become unhealthily addicted to the Wonder Pets, refuses to go to school and flat out will not sleep more than 3 hour stretches. Thankfully, he has cured me of any wants for another child. The mornings around here are ugly, we grunt, growl, and yell. Daisy looks like a zombie (she is woken by the demon as well) and kind of goes off into orbit occasionally. She just starts staring and gets stuck for awhile. Jack is fine, he goes through the day wild and whiney. Every time he wakes up he goes into the bathroom and starts brushing his teeth, I mean, I'm all for good hygiene but not at 2 A.M. I do not get it. I'd like to duct tape him to his bed and then nail the door shut. I bet he'd still get out.


Saturday, October 31, 2009

Marathon Advice, not from me obviously...

The Best Marathon Advice You’ll Ever Get

Don’t go out too fast. You will be tempted. Resist. Don’t do it.

You will. Almost every marathoner does it — especially in New York.

In that first mile of the race, they charge unsuspectingly up the steep incline of the Verrazano-Narrows Bridge, powered by the adrenaline that had been churning in chilled anticipation over the last three or four hours while waiting in Fort Wadsworth.

Liz Robbins

Induced by the siren call of Frank Sinatra singing “New York, New York,” they do not notice they have climbed 160 feet in eight-tenths of a mile, charging to the highest point on the course, 260 feet above sea level. They are entranced by the spectacular postcard view of the New York Harbor, the Statue of Liberty and the bobbing sea of humanity. And before they know it, they are storming down the hill in the second mile and off the bridge into Bay Ridge. By then, their marathon could be over.

“I see people huffing and puffing off the bridge,” said Jeff Rochford, a coach for Fred’s Team, who is running his 13th straight New York City Marathon. “‘Don’t go out too fast’ — it was the best advice I got, and of course I didn’t heed it. You always think, ‘I’ve got a lot in the tank now, I’d better run now while I still got it.’

“You crash and burn. The only way people are going to learn is by doing it.”

Just days before Sunday’s 40th anniversary race, Mr. Rochford and other coaches in the New York shared some crucial advice, and lesser-known tips, for running the five boroughs – whether for the first time or the 15th.

“Absolutely control yourself the first two miles,” said Frank Handelman, a coach for Team for Kids. “Even though it’s uphill, the excitement, the crowds, all the anticipation is going to make you want to fly up it. That’s when you’re really in danger. I tell runners that if they hit the two-mile mark at their race pace or even 10 seconds slower, they’ve scored a big victory.”

“The trick,” he added, “is not to use what you can.”

The Central Park Track Club coach Tony Ruiz and Mr. Handelman (one of the founders of that club in 1972) preach the “10-10-10” method of compartmentalizing the marathon. Run the first 10 miles below your predetermined race pace. Run the second at race pace. And then go all out (with whatever you have left) in the final 10 kilometers (6.2 miles).

“The whole key to this style of racing is that it will allow you to conserve energy for the latter stages,” Mr. Ruiz said.

“Many of my athletes have bought into it and as a result, a higher number of them are able to execute a race plan that includes negative splits,” he added, referring to running the second half of the race faster than the first.

“Most of them never experience ‘the wall’ because they do not deplete their glycogen stores early in the race,” he said, referring to the point around the 20-mile mark when runners deplete the 2,000 or so calories of glycogen stored in their liver and muscles (runners generally burn 100 calories a mile, depending on their speed). At “the wall,” the body must start converting fat to energy, a slower process that — until the fat gets converted — can turn the mind and body to jelly.

Toby Tanser, the founder and coach of Shoe4Africa, tells runners not to look at their watch until past Mile 2, and think of the first three miles as a warm-up. But Mr. Tanser also cautions runners to hold back their energy in the next four miles on the straight, open road that is Fourth Avenue in Brooklyn.

Mr. Rochford, though, thinks runners should enjoy those little bursts of joy in that stretch, when children standing on the sidewalks hold out their hands for runners to high-five. Run near the side of the road to raise the adrenaline.

Every coach and every runner knows the biggest boost of fan energy comes from the irrepressible roar on First Avenue, beginning at Mile 16. No matter how many times they run, they are still bowled over and spurred on by the decibel level of the stacked crowd.

But Mr. Handelman reminds people that a similar sensation awaits runners in the final mile, too. When they exit out of Central Park for the wide-open stretch (again, a little uphill) on Central Park South, he said, “you’ve got huge buildings on the left, the park wall on the right, it feels like you’re running in a tunnel.”

“It’s work there, it’s a very focused straightaway,” Mr. Handelman said. “But whatever senses you have left at that point, if you’re a New Yorker, it’s a special place.”

Here are some other quick tips:

  • Don’t forget to set your clocks back an hour Saturday night, as daylight saving time ends at 2 a.m. Sunday.
  • Remember you will have another treacherous incline near the end of the race, gaining about 75 feet in the 23rd mile and part of the 24th on Fifth Avenue.
  • Don’t wear, eat or drink anything new on race day.
  • Don’t wear headphones. “The magic of the marathon is the enjoyment of all five senses,” Mr. Tanser said. “Don’t deprive yourself.”
  • Write your name on your shirt, or anything you want to hear over and over again for 26.2 miles. Hearing a stranger connect with you will keep you going.
  • Diaper ointment tends to work best on your body’s sensitive areas to prevent bad chafing.
  • Have friends or family at designated spots later in the race with a change of shirt, socks and maybe even shoes, if it’s a rainy day.
  • Remember to look around and enjoy the experience.

And once more, for good measure: don’t go out too fast.

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

I caught the bronchitis thats been circulating through my house and it is miserable. I'm very thankful its a chest cold and not the swine flu though. My daughter caught pneumonia and now I'm afraid she's going to catch the swine flu on top of it and have a real problem on our hands.

I went to my trainer yesterday and was so weak and pathetic I am SURE he wanted to send me packing. I think he broke my left knee because he was annoyed with me. I did it though.I suffered through an hour and am now, obviously, a better person. Happier and more lovely than ever.

This is about the time I start getting sad about not being in the marathon. Every email I get has some reference to it, some free gift for all the runners, some words of inspiration...what they are really saying to me is "LOSER!!!!! QUITTER!!!!" Eh, whatever. I did sign up to volunteer and they haven't even pinged me for THAT! Hurts me. Not that I really and truly want to stand around in the cold and watch people run but it is an amazing thing to watch so I thought it would inspire me some more, or depress me, either. If anyone knows someone running, let me know, I'll spike their water with some horse pill that gives them the extra boost they need. Well, if I get picked to volunteer that is. Shameful.

Now, I have to tend to my son that is pooping behind the curtain again.

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Third Times the Charm!

So, I thought I'd get a good laugh going for the rest of you. I'm starting my training...again. Yes, AGAIN. I know. Its not funny anymore. I'm no longer sure of myself. I have no faith. I barely believe there is a chance in HELL that I'll do this but eh, why not claim that I will? I am officially going to begin November 1st and give myself a full year of hell for all the world to enjoy...or all 10 of you that read this. 

I also just finished Julie & Julia and was inspired to blog. 

I'm in Miami, with John, who is here for a sexy China/tech conference. Its 95 degrees and humid and my hair looks like hell, thats one thing. The other thing my husband and I have done a lot of is notice the amount of flesh people are flashing these days. When did it become okay to reveal this much of oneself regardless of weight, hotness or shaving rituals? We were checking in and the girl in front of us had a shirt on and was pulling her rolling suitcase and checking in. Did she jump on a plane and forget her pants? Her ass cheeks were visible...and, no, she was not hot. When did people, ie women, start putting on these bathing suits that vanish into your crevices? John stopped cold in his tracks leaving the beach yesterday, I almost ran into the back of him and looked up discovering his mouth gaping open with a horrified expression on his face. I, unfortunately, followed his gaze and ultimately spent an hour retching thereafter. This woman, who I am sure is very lovely because if she doesn't have a good personality, well then she's got nothing going for her, had on a bathing suit that just wasn't visible. She was extremely heavy and very, very white...especially her ass...and was bent over her chair fixing her towel. Bent over being the key words here. The only thing I said to John was "stop" and kept walking. Which, of course, he couldn't stop. He had to comment, twitch, balk and puke for the entire remainder of the evening.  

So, my next blog will be about appropriate beach fashion, even in Miami, men and children will be included. 

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Fichthorn Family Adventures...and running!

I am asked quite frequently if I am still blogging or if I'm going to start again. I always say that I haven't because technically I'm not training for the marathon. I mean not the 2009 one, naturally I've rolled over to 2010. I know, I know, no one believes me anymore. I just didn't have the time this year that I would've liked to spent on running. The whole homelessness and homebuilding thing kind of got in the way. I also understand that the majority of you do not care about the running and like to hear me complaining about my husband. I know, its great isn't it? He loves it too. He would like me to blog about him or the family 24/7. So, as a quick update, I am still running, I am only doing about 3-4 miles daily or every other day or once a week or never depending on what is going on. I am pretty much back to everyday though if I am at home.

We are still under construction and as we speak my son is watching a "backaloda" (back hoe loader) and dump truck in our front yard, HEAVEN for a 2 year old. Its the best babysitter ever. He just sits and watches the construction and has a falling out fit if we try to move him. Which occasionally must be done for food and diaper purposes. Daisy wants this over with. Its messing up her shoes with all the dirt. I am obviously very much in her camp on this. School starts next week and little Jack has is going to be in a 2's program. I have to sit in this 2's class with him for the first 6 times. I can't freaking wait for that. Nothing like a classroom of 2 year olds first thing in the morning, I think I'll get drunk the night before just to be hungover. Ha. Anyhoo, thats about all that is happening with the Fichthorn Family Fun.

I ran 3 miles yesterday and walked 2 of them. I will be doing the same today. I have signed up for a 10k which I cannot do because I won't be in town, whoops, soooo sad about that! More later...maybe...