San Diego Half Marathon is in the books.
The last 3 miles were hell, but I didn’t poop my pants, so I’m calling it a win.
Time for a burger.
See ya tomorrow with a real recap. Enjoy the rest of your weekend!
I apologize for the lack of posting. I could lie and tell you I’ve been wicked busy and haven’t had a spare moment, but I could also tell you the truth, which is that I have been busy eating carbs, watching Frozen on repeat and wondering how the hell it’s already time for the San Diego Half Marathon.
Training started out pretty well and I was con.fi.dent., but the past couple of weeks have been a bit lackluster. I’m pretty sure I’m just burnt out and ready to be off of a training plan….and I also tend to put up a wall and pretend I’m not excited about something when I’m actually just nervous. The last half marathon I did was when my knee hit an all time low, so I feel like I’ve been working up to this race/comeback/redemption for the past 7 months, (holy crap have I really already lived in San Diego for 7 months?!), which causes me to put unnecessary pressure on myself.
So as all of you know (granted, not by choice) I have quite a sensitive stomach while running and sometimes have little devil children attacking my bowels.
(me? dramatic? noooo)
Well anyway, I thought I would give you a peak into a standard pre-half marathon week for me incase any of you suffer from
demonic babies attacking your bowels a sensitive stomach, too….
I don’t have any pictures because as I told you, I’ve been busy watching Frozen, but eating wise I’ve stuck to simple carbohydrates, limited fiber (fruits & vegetables) and lots of water.
For example…… the majority of my diet this week has been turkey sandwiches, pizza (only once so far, which is actually ridiculous), crackers, honey nut cheerios, baked potatoes, bananas and m&ms.
I like to call this the “5 year old diet,” but to be honest my 5 year old nephew (6 tomorrow!!) probably eats better than that, so we’ll just call it the “non-diet.”
But it works for me, which is the most important part — you can read up on this carboloading stuff as much as you want, but all you’ll find is one article saying 60-65% of calories should be carbs and the other saying it should be 80% carbs. One article saying it doesn’t matter and another saying it can make all the difference. Best thing to do is test it out yourself.
I do think the most important part is to realize carboloading doesn’t mean you should eat every little thing in sight….continue to eat the same amount you normally do, just have your calories come from more carbohydrates than normal. Or don’t. My degree is in Family Studies, so remind yourself that when you go to take my advice
As for running, it has been LOW key around here. 2 miles on Tuesday and 2 miles on Thursday. I would have done another 2 miler tonight, but I have beach volleyball on Saturday and that should tire me out enough.
So there’s a little peak into Andrea’s very unscientific eating and running plan for the week leading up to a half marathon
There hasn’t been one picture in this post, which is a travesty, so here’s one for ya…..
finally realized why I’m single realized another reason I’m single.
This was my outfit as I laid on my bed at 7pm on Tuesday to watch Frozen for the 4th time in 4 days
Stripes on plaid on penguins
And with that, have a great weekend!
Anyone else racing this weekend?!
Southern California is experiencing a whole lot of wet weather, but I’m really digging it.
I’ve always been a nut when it comes weather — my favorite gift growing up was a hurricane tracker map from The Weather Channel and I was positive I would be a meteorologist on TV one day. But then my dad handed me an article in the newspaper and my life plan blew up when I read you had to take all science and math classes to major in Meteorology. Even in 6th grade I knew I couldn’t handle math.
I moved on from my dreams of becoming a meteorologist/storm tracker/hurricane aficionado, but still to this day get excited by intense weather.
Good choice moving to the most mild climate on earth, right???!
So let’s see, I have a few things I want to tell you today…..
1. My monthly mileage ended at 79.7.
Only .3 miles would have gotten me to a nice even 80, but I didn’t realized this until after I finished my run this morning.
Damn you odd numbers.
2. I used true random number generator and the winner of the Spartan Race giveaway is…………..
Congrats, Alberto! I’m sure you’ll dominate whichever race you choose to participate in shoot me an email at firstname.lastname@example.org and we’ll get everything sorted out!
Also, great choice of donut. I love blueberry iced cake, too.
3. If you watch The Bachelor, you have to watch this reenactment of JP and Andi’s talk from Tuesday’s episode from The Tonight Show
(sorry I couldn’t figure out how to embed it into the post, so you have to click the link)
4. The San Diego Half Marathon twitter account replied to my tweet and I screamed a little inside. It’s the little things.
Have an awesome weekend!
What did you want to be when you were younger?
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Oh heyyyy! This is probably going to be the most distracted post ever because I’m doing this while watching last night’s episode of The Bachelor. Dramaaaaa!
Last night Jana and I went to see the Irish band Kodaline. You should do yourself a favor and look them up. Here’s a video from last night for your viewing pleasure:
The best part about The Casbah, which is where we saw the show, is how small it is. We were basically in their faces the entire night.
And then we really were with the lead singer….
Jana brought up a very good point: why is it we always look super awkward/horrible in pictures with celebs? Especially since those are the pics we want to show off? Sigh.
Anyway, fun fact: I think my brother and sister in law should get my nephew a phone STAT. I got to “text” with him through my dad’s phone today, which means we just sent matching pictures back to each other for a little while. Also a fun fact: this “fun fact” not a fun fact at all, just a ploy to get my little neph a cell phone so I can text him on the reg.
Look. At. That. Face.
My running has kind of been all over the place the past few weeks (just like this post), but I finally had a great run tonight! 5 miles with one of my favorite running buds, Emily. We will be running the San Diego half together in a week and a half and look what sign we found along our route….
Sorry, drivers of San Diego. Girls gotta run.
We got to see a beautiful view
and also have some deep convos as always. Love that girl!
Well, I promised you a random post and that’s exactly what you got….
Do you like to run solo or with a friend?
Have you entered the giveaway yet?!
Do you watch The Bachelor???? Thoughts?!
So am I the worst little blogger or am I the worst little blogger???
A whole week without posting was pretty weird, but I didn’t have much to say. Last week running and I decided to take a little break. We only hung out twice — Tuesday for a 5 miler downtown and then Saturday for 12 miles around Mission Bay.
There wasn’t an exact reason I didn’t run much other than having just done that 10 mile race with my brother and also choosing to eat tacos with coworkers and going to a Rodney Atkins concert with a friend instead. That’s legit, right?!
Despite my lack of running ambition during the week, I was actually super pumped about my long run on Saturday. Those 12.2 miles are the furthest I have gone since I hurt my knee 6 months ago!
Did I want to sit down and give up at mile 11.5 when I realized I was still a mile away from my car? Duh.
Did I fuel properly? Nope.
Did it make me nervous for the half marathon in less than 3 weeks? I could poop my pants.
But do I feel a bit of redemption hitting that mileage without an ounce of pain? Without a doubt.
Right after the run I stretched for .2 seconds and then had to head to Ocean Beach for the first Saturday of a 4×4 social volleyball league I joined with a few friends! It was a blast, but my poor planning left me with no time to properly stretch out before 2 hours of volleyball or get any food or drink post run, so my recovery has been taking a bit longer than normal. Oh well,
lesson learned it was worth it.
And since I abandoned poor little I Run For Donuts for a whole week, I decided I’m coming back to you with a giveaway!
This giveaway is for all of you crazy people who can handle the insanity and awesomeness of a Spartan Race.
I have never participated in one myself because I’m a baby and would probably shrivel up a die, but I was contacted by the organizers of the Miami Spartan Super and they want to give one of you awesome people a free entry to any US 2014 Spartan Race! If you aren’t familiar with Spartan Race, it’s been voted the #1 obstacle race by Outside Magazine and is the global leader in obstacle racing since 2005.
Also, for all of my people back home in South Florida, the Miami Spartan Super at Oleta River State Park will be on April 12th & 13th and anyone who’s anyone will be there. Well, minus me. Unless someone wants to fly me out there? I’d love to squeeze my little nephews for a whole weekend.
and everyone can click here to get 15% percent off of any Spartan race!
Hope you all have a great Tuesday. I’m going to be busy trying to nom on the Irish band Kodaline at their concert tonight
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Well the best/busiest/booziest 2.5 days are over
My brothers got here Friday night and from that moment on it was non-stop fun (minus the stomachaches they got from Cali burritos — they said they’ll stick with Taco Bell & Del Taco from now on).
I think the easiest way to do this little weekend recap would be with a nice little photo dump, so here are the best pictures from my favorite weekend ever (warning: it’s super long):
Their hotel room was on the 20th floor, which gave us a great view of the bay and a nice little sunset to welcome them to San Diego
We somehow woke up bright and early the next day, so we grabbed breakfast at their hotel and drove 20 minutes north to Del Mar to pick up our bibs for Sunday’s race
Seeing how the weekend was already a little rowdy, I was a little concerned we wouldn’t end up making it to the race, so I made us take a finishers picture just in case.
After taking the long scenic route back downtown, we Lyfted to Pacific Beach and Mission Beach for some good ole fashioned sibling day drinking
We spent the majority of our time at WaveHouse in Mission Beach watching people attempt to surf the wave (picture above)
They had cornhole set up in a little sand pit, which kept us entertained for a while
And there was beer, so that really kept us entertained for a while
After we watched the pro surfer show, we went to the little amusement park right behind the restaurant
and we were pleasantly surprised when the wooden roller coaster turned out to be LEGIT
After a few rides we went to the House of Blues to see the cover bands Fan Halen and Livin’ on a Prayer. I’m guessing you can all figure out whose songs they were covering.
My alarm went off at 6:20 am on Sunday and the picture of my attempt at toasting my pre-race bagel shows exactly what kind of state of mind I was in
But really….I was not excited
Despite my hungover fears and the crazy fog, we made it to the Del Mar Fairgrounds right on time for the UT California 10/20 10 Mile Race. Eric was a doll and dropped us off and parked as Scott and I made our way to the starting line.
There were 20 live bands along the course and since it was an out and back we got to see each band twice, which I really liked
Despite the shenanigans of the day/night before and not eating before the race, we ended up with a time of 1:41 and an average pace of 10:10 miles, which I did not expect. Scott was very nice to stay back and run slower with me…..even though I’m still hurt that he declined when I asked him to drag me up the big hill.
There was a beer garden after the race and our wonderful cheerleader received his reward of a nice Coors Light
After going back home and showering we set out for burritos and a pit stop to watch surfers at Sunset Cliffs.
It’s becoming clear that it takes a lot for a Swartz to actually take a serious picture.
Then we finally hit a wall and tried to regroup while watching the Olympics
To end our trip we sat outside at an Italian restaurant in Little Italy, people watched and then ended up back in the positions above for some more Olympics. It was glorious.
I feel so lucky to have these awesome guys as my big bros and I can’t wait until they are back out here for another visit.
Or they should just move here……never say never, right?
Hope you all had a great weekend!!
Happy Valentine’s Day!
Yesterday I came home to these from my parentals
Yup, those are penguin cake pops. Penguins + sweets = 2 of my favorite things (see, that kind of math I can do).
I guess you can say they know me pretty well
My other present of the day is……….the arrival of my brothers!!! They’ll be visiting until Monday morning and I am so so excited.
Their first flight was delayed and I started to get nervous that they would miss their connection, so they took that as an opportunity to mess with me and pretend they wouldn’t be able to make it to the gate in time. It was one of those times where I was pretty sure they were joking, but I was still so nervous they weren’t.
Luckily they were and the convo ended like this…
Aren’t they just SOOOOOOOO funny? This has been my life and their entertainment for the past 24 years.
Minus the debauchery that is bound to happen when the three of us are together, we are also going to be somewhat productive by running the UT California 10/20 race – 10 miles, 20 live bands. Not too shabby.
Although what is shabby is the fact that I will be crawling up the hills due to the lack of hill training in my life. Good thing there’s a beer garden at the end to motivate me……and hopefully burritos on the way home
Speaking of ending a run with burritos, I got to do that yesterday! I split my 8 mile run into 2 parts — 4 miles in the morning, 4 in the evening. This is the first time I’ve split a run up like this, but from what I hear, you still get the same benefits as a full 8 mile run?
So, the 4 in the morning were once again….rough. Still felt like I was stuck in my funk and I couldn’t get out of my head. At one point some old Navy guy was shadowing me and forced me to run much quicker than I wanted to for a while. Needless to say I was left in a bad mood when he passed me by with ease after 10 minutes and I was left panting at mile 1.8.
BUT the 4 miles in the evening were SO much better! I met up with my Thursday night running bud, Emily and we ran around the embarcadero
It’s amazing how much running with a friend can distract you from what your body is doing. I don’t think I ever fully realized I was running — it just felt like we were hanging out.
And then it was burrito time.
Hope you all have a great weekend full of burritos, running and fun!
Do you have any siblings? Older? Younger?
racing running a race this weekend?
It’s a big day over here because I Run For Donuts turned 1 year old!
If you want to send over a bouquet of donuts for this blogiversary, please feel free to do so
I didn’t know what to expect when I first started this blog because I hadn’t really given it much thought — it was a random idea that popped into my head while I was running and then 3 days later I was pressing submit on my first post.
It has been an amazing journey and I am so honored you amazing people come back to read what I have to say, whether it be about running, pooping, eating or drinking.
You are all the best. Thank you
Want to hear a secret?
I haven’t liked running the past few days.
Like really. I haven’t.
It’s strange because the past few weeks I was on a constant runner’s high! I felt amazing, was running quicker than normal and felt like I could do a long run everyday of the week (don’t worry, I didn’t. I’m trying to be smart and not get injured blah blah blah.)
But that doesn’t always last…
My recent disdain for running began this Saturday during my 10 mile run. It was beautiful. BEAUTIFUL.
But my head wasn’t in it and neither were my legs.
I was ready for it to be over by mile 1, ready to ditch my water bottle by mile 4 because those 2 lbs were just wayyyy to heavy to carry and by mile 7 I probably could have crawled just as fast as I was running.
Unfortunately, dwelling on how this run (plus my past two) sucked isn’t going to help, so it’s time to come up with ways to get over this little hiccup……
1. Start fresh – forget about your bad runs and look forward. Don’t over analyze, don’t compare, just move forward (coming from the girl who’s writing a whole post on her craptastic runs haaaaaaa angel face emoji)
2. Spice things up – make a new playlist, map out an exciting new running route, find a friend to run with, make up a new game to keep your mind occupied (I like to keep track of how many runners smile back at me), do intervals….whatever it is, just find something that will make you excited to run again!
3. Rest – maybe your body is telling you something? Take that extra rest day and do something fun in place of the run….like sit on the couch and watch Bravo.
4. When in doubt, bitch it out – complain, bitch, moan, groan….just let it all out. Acceptance is the first step to recovery, right? (tip: complain to another runner who will actually sympathize with you and not want to smack you)
5. Make yourself accountable – whether you say a goal out loud to a friend or you post it somewhere on social media, there’s a good chance you will actually stick to it. Example: Facebook status: OMG TOTES RUNNING 3 MILES IN THE MORNING! Facebook comments: “something motivational” “something about you being crazy” “someone asking you how it went” …..the LAST thing you want is to comment back and say “nope sorry, Millionaire Matchmaker came on, decided to bail on the run! Patty is soooooo wise!”
6. Sign up for a race – if you’re experiencing a longterm running rut and can’t seem to find any motivation, sign up for a race! Starting a training plan is a great way to kickstart your return to running. If races aren’t in your budget, come up with your own! Decide on a date, create a route, invite some friends and start the training!
How do you pull yourself out of a running funk?
Yesterday I did my first run through a rain storm.
I was sad….
But it had to get done.
Now for the rest of this post I have a disclaimer –
1) If you are uncomfortable with poop talk, close the browser now
2) If you are a man who chooses to believe women do not poop, first let me tell you: we do. Now you may close the browser.
SO….runner’s trots. You’ve heard of them, right? (Cliffs notes: needing to poop LIKE OMG RIGHT NOW OR I’M GOING TO DIE during your run)
Well, it happens to me more than it should to any human being, but last night was THE. WORST. EVER.
Things started happening around mile 4 and I did whatever I could think of to fight it off…..
I started running straight through the puddles because getting my feet wet distracted me from what was happening digestively for a solid 4 seconds
I talked to myself out loud:
“you can do this.”
“fight it off”
“cleeeeench it together”
“whyyyyyyy god whyyyyy”
I wagered with my bowels:
“If I make it home poop-in-my-pants-free I promise to never each siracha hot sauce again”
“I own you. I decide when this is going to happen.”
“I love you?? Be nice to me??”
I even tried to look at it in a positive light by feeling more confident in my safety …….if anyone tried to kidnap me I would simply warn them that there is a 110% chance I would poop on them. And then I would proceed to do so.
But then I finally had to give up trying to complete my run — I
walked waddled home for the last .3 miles, tried to chat up the cute guy in the elevator without letting him know I was suffering from a demon inside of me, thankfully made it to the bathroom after the hardest 25 minutes ever and continued to stay in the fetal position for the rest of the night.
I should probably end this story with some sort of a lesson I learned or maybe even some advice, but I have none of that.
Except for the fact that if you suffer from runner’s trots as well, know you’re not alone. I survived this and you will, too.
My friend Kayleigh asked to be my ‘daily question’ generator — here are a few of my favorites:
Do you text your friends about your poop troubles?
Which side of the sidewalk do you run on?
What color is your water bottle?