Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
yerba
While researching NYC food blogs today, I stumbled across this post about yerba-mate flavored ice cream. Yum. Mate isn't for everyone, but I loved drinking it in Argentina (and Uruguay! especially in Uruguay) and am not sure why I haven't busted out my mate gourd here in the States... maybe I'll bring my gourd and thermos in tomorrow and start sipping away on my little bombilla. I'm headed to NYC on Sunday for a few days and might have to see if I can make a stop at this ice cream shop for a little taste trip back to South America. Man, I'd move to NYC for the food alone...
Friday, October 1, 2010
holy crap
After nearly six months of training, I'm less than two days away from the Milwaukee Lakefront Marathon. I woke up today with a nervous stomach -- I wouldn't say I'm nervous, per se, but it's just that feeling in my gut of something really big coming up. I also get goosebumps on the backs of my legs every time I think about it, which I always have before big races (though I suppose I wouldn't call filling in for the 4x4 team on our mediocre high school track team a big race... nor would that title go to my last two marathons, for which my goal was simply to finish... which means, this is my first big race??).
Anyway, this is a BFD. A Big F*ing Deal. So many miles, so many early mornings, so many entries in my running log. So much energy gu, body glide, and gatorade. New shorts, new socks, my first pair of racing flats. One hell of a coach. One hell of a support team. I'm getting all teary eyed just thinking about it.
And on Sunday, as I'm pounding through mile after mile, I will be chanting, "Go legs go! Go legs go! Boston here we come! Boston here we come!" I'm confident I can do it, but I also know I've done all I could have done, and however it turns out, I'm one lucky girl. I'm in the best running shape I've ever been in, my legs are made of steel, my mind is clear, and I had the privilege of spending so many beautiful mornings running around lakes and along rivers and breathing in my beautiful city. Running has given me so many gifts... hopefully it will throw one more (big one) my way.
So, my faithful readers, if you're awake at 8am on Sunday, send fast thoughts my way. So far the forecast is perfect -- high 40s, partly sunny, a slight wind out of the north -- and as Mr. S recently told a friend, I'm "fit and ready."
I told you once
Now I told you twice
We gon' light it up
Like it's dynamite
I came to move move move move
Get out the way me and my crew, crew, crew, crew
I throw my hands up in the air sometimes
Sayin' AYO
Baby let's go
Anyway, this is a BFD. A Big F*ing Deal. So many miles, so many early mornings, so many entries in my running log. So much energy gu, body glide, and gatorade. New shorts, new socks, my first pair of racing flats. One hell of a coach. One hell of a support team. I'm getting all teary eyed just thinking about it.
And on Sunday, as I'm pounding through mile after mile, I will be chanting, "Go legs go! Go legs go! Boston here we come! Boston here we come!" I'm confident I can do it, but I also know I've done all I could have done, and however it turns out, I'm one lucky girl. I'm in the best running shape I've ever been in, my legs are made of steel, my mind is clear, and I had the privilege of spending so many beautiful mornings running around lakes and along rivers and breathing in my beautiful city. Running has given me so many gifts... hopefully it will throw one more (big one) my way.
So, my faithful readers, if you're awake at 8am on Sunday, send fast thoughts my way. So far the forecast is perfect -- high 40s, partly sunny, a slight wind out of the north -- and as Mr. S recently told a friend, I'm "fit and ready."
I told you once
Now I told you twice
We gon' light it up
Like it's dynamite
I came to move move move move
Get out the way me and my crew, crew, crew, crew
I throw my hands up in the air sometimes
Sayin' AYO
Baby let's go
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