I’m back…again. After all, it’s a new year and that means new resolutions to break, like getting back into blogging. Looking back, I realized that posting every day might’ve been a bit ambitious for the long-term. So for now I’m going to make a solid effort to post at least once a week— hopefully on Mondays (see, by writing it here I’m trying to make myself accountable).

So what’s been going on in the last 2 months? Here’s a quick recap told in pictures.


I went home a few times and bought my parents snowshoes for Christmas. We’ve been getting a lot of use out of them so far.


S bought me a new fancy camera for Christmas and I’ve since then become a wildlife photographer.


Also a pet photographer. Riley is THRILLED about my new hobby.


Team in Training started. We did a holiday themed run back in December and I personally think S and I looked great.

And I brought in the New Year with a new PR in the 5 mile! 36:31, not exactly the time I was hoping for, but since it was my first race post-injury and a personal best I’ll take it.


So far, 2016 is off to a good start.



I FINALLY was able to get myself out of bed to get out for a morning run this week. Getting back into that routine has been very rough, but I’m trying my best. 6 miles out to Revere Beach and back. The first three miles were completely brutal, but on my way back things felt a little better even though I was running directly into the wind.

P.S. I learned about FitSnap so you’ll be seeing a lot pics like this now.


Also, I know everyone in Boston is a fan of this Indian Summer we’re having, but I personally think it needs to knock it off and get back to autumn. My run was SO humid. I’m ready for long-sleeve running weather, dang it.

Speaking of which, HAVE YOU GUYS SEEN THE NEW BALANCE BEACON COLLECTIONIt’s running gear that literally glows in the dark. It’s not just brightly colored, and it’s not just reflective, IT GLOWS IN THE DARK. This gear has moved to the top of my Christmas list. Such  a genius idea. I’m really into it.

Also, on a glow-in-the-dark related note, Chinatown is actually looking kind of pretty these days with their lanterns up.


But not as pretty as these beauties. Sushi is hands-down my favorite food. And this place in Chinatown is so cheap, so good, and most importantly, BYOB—which makes it one of my favorite places to eat.  Featured here we have: a salmon avocado roll, a spicy tuna roll, and their spicy Red Sox specialty roll. Three of us ate, we got 9 rolls and an order of Edamame, and it was only $68.00. Total steal.


And then last night, I went to another amazing restaurant in Boston and got this for dessert. A chocolate chip skillet cookie. It was even more amazing than it looks.


Thank goodness I’m running again, because I’ve been eating a lot of amazing foods lately. Today though I’m taking the day off and doing BodyPump instead. Then tomorrow S and I are talking about driving out somewhere and running, because we’re both a little sick of our normal route. Plus, it’s supposed to cool off a lot this weekend, thank goodness. Any exciting weekend plans out there?


It’s not surprising that after 12 weeks off, I’m ready to get back into the running game and hit it hard. Mentally, I’m ready to push my limits and train harder than ever before. But my body isn’t quite there yet. Last night I had another 5 miles in the books, and it felt like every step was a struggle. It didn’t help that my foot was feeling a little temperamental after some jumping lunges the night before, but just in general my body was not having it.


I have to continually remind myself that I’ve only been running again for three weeks and that I should be more focused on recovering properly than hitting the paces I hit when I was in the best shape of my life. But it isn’t easy. Along with the rollercoaster that is running: “OMG this was the best run ever, I should try to go pro!” to “This was the absolute worst I’ve ever felt, I should look into new hobbies” I’m in a constant state of paranoia. IS THAT A GOOD PAIN OR A BAD PAIN? SHOULD MY FOOT FEEL THIS WAY? WAIT. IS MY RIGHT FOOT HURTING NOW? WHAT IF I CAN NEVER RUN MORE THAN 5 MILES EVER AGAIN?

Coming back from an injury is really hard, mentally and physically. You never really know when to trust your body, or your mind for that matter. The best you can do is always proceed with caution and do what you can to keep a positive attitude ( I don’t excel at either of those things). If you have any tips on how to come back from an injury, please send them my way.

In the meantime, look how cute Riley is in his new, “comfy cone’ of shame. He’ll hopefully be able to go cone-free starting tomorrow and I think we’re all ready for it. He’s been like our own little Tasmanian devil with it on.



Guys, some very exciting news: I ran 5 miles yesterday! And more importantly, it was the first time I felt comfortable during the whole run. Yes, my foot was still a little stiff after it, but I didn’t taste blood for the first time since I started running again! I’ll call that a success. It was also the first run I’ve done in the dark for quite sometime, and I found it equally enjoyable and unsettling. I’m a little skittish around intersections now (with good reason, I think) and so I was very cautious on my run. But I also like how peaceful it feels to run in the dark, like you’re the only one out there—which is far from the truth in the city of Boston, but it’s still a nice illusion. Here are some other things that have been going on the last couple of days.

Boston had a pretty spectacular sky on Halloween night.


This is what I dressed up as: a girl on a couch drinking quite a bit of wine and eating all the cheese. Not a huge departure from my norm. In case you were curious, this is what $40 worth of cheese and crackers looks like. Don’t worry, I wasn’t the only one there. Though I pretty much cleared out that block of Boursin all by myself.


Riley is having a ruff (pun intended) go of it lately. While it was suggested on numerous occasions that we dress him up as a martini, we felt like we’ve traumatized him enough over the last month or so. Between our vacation, being boarded for the first time, and having surgery, we felt like a night of some good R&R was necessary.


Pretty proud of my run yesterday, especially because it felt so good. I’m coming back, slowly but surely!


And first run of daylight savings time requires the necessary head gear. I wish New Balance would bring this hat back so I could stop stealing it from S. I have my own version of it from a different brand but it’s not nearly as comfortable.


That’s all for now. Still keeping my runs every other day for another week or so. Then I might start doing two days at a time after that. Just taking it easy and proceeding with extreme caution. Boston training is just around the corner and I have every intention of jumping into that feet first.


So I’ve really been bad about keeping up with this blog, and I apologize. My routine has just been so bizarre with vacation and then traveling for work. This has unfortunately taken a bit of a back seat. BUT here are some fun updates. This past weekend a bunch of us went to King Richard’s Faire (a medieval fair) and it was pret-ty fun. Continuing on a 2 year tradition, us girls got our faces painted. S agreed to pay for it ONLY if I got a dragon painted on my face. I obliged.


I think we all looked pretty great.


S also then HAD to get a turkey leg, which he was convinced despite incessant googling, that it was ham. To be fair, it did taste and look A LOT like ham.


We also saw a big cat show, which was pretty incredible. My favorite was the snow leopard but I couldn’t get a good picture of him. So here’s the white tiger, named BANSHEE. Pretty great name in my opinion.


After the faire I went straight to the airport to catch a flight to New York. I was there Monday and Tuesday for a conference. It was fun and all, but I’m happy I don’t live there. It’s just a little too much for me.

Also this is the disgusting view I had from my hotel room.


Last, but certainly not least, I came home to some mail from the B.A.A last night.


And what feels even better? I ran 4 miles last night on the treadmill (at an 8:46 average pace) and felt awesome! Going to take it easy from here, and stick to four miles for at least one more run, and then move it up to 5, consult with my doctor once more, and come up with a game plan for increasing from there. Wish me luck!


After a couple of incredible trips this year, S and I have been talking a lot about all the things and places we want to see in our lifetimes. Pretty much everything is centered around nature, and we’ve both been daydreaming of quitting our jobs and just exploring the world (this will not happen for roughly 30 years). S is particularly set on the idea of someday owning an Earth Roamer, which unless they go on super sale and start being sold at Costcos nationwide, will also not happen for roughly 60 years. Anyway, I digress. I stumbled across this article today from Runner’s World and I’m dying to sit him down and talk about it/plan our next vacation.

What’s on your bucket list? Running related or otherwise?


So after taking 12 weeks off of running, some loss of fitness is definitely to be expected. But what I didn’t expect was how much else I’ve lost. Here are some things I’m currently struggling with.

1) My form. Not just because my foot is all wonky, but I feel so tense and awkward running. I feel my shoulders creeping toward my ears every run and I have to remind myself to relax my body. I feel like a baby fawn trying to learn how to run.

2) That whole concept of “starting slow” and negative splitting my run. I used to be the #1 advocate for going out slow. I had become the master. EVERY run I aimed for my first mile to be my slowest. Well, I’ve completely forgotten how to do that, and my overeagerness is currently my #1 foe. I’m flying and dying on every run and it needs to stop NOW.

3) Just general common sense. It was 60 degrees out this morning. A long sleeve shirt was absolutely overkill and I knew it the minute I stepped out my front door. But you know, at that point I had COME TOO FAR. 3 hours later and I’m pretty sure I’m still sweating.

Anyway, there is good news. My foot felt the best this morning that it has on any of my runs. Which is huge, because I was pretty nervous about running first thing before my foot had time to warm up for the day. So we’re making some progress!

Now for some random things:

I’m currently reading this book and I cannot wait to finish it so I can see the movie this weekend.


We had these flatbreads from Costco last night and guys, they were incredible. Like, I really cannot stress this enough. I wish I had eaten the entire sausage one. It might’ve not felt super great on my stomach this morning for my run, but it was worth it.


Another Costco favorite. Chocolate and peppermint bark. Winter is coming and I have no intention of being a fragile, cold, bird. All the foods.


Poor Mr. Riley is currently having eye problems. The condition is called entropion, and it’s apparently very common in shar-pei and mastiff breeds. It basically means his eyelids are rolling in a little and his eyelashes are constantly irritating his eyes. We have an appointment with the vet this Friday and we can hopefully get him into surgery ASAP to resolve the problem. For now he’s just a little cuddle bug though and as much as I love the extra snuggles it’s breaking my heart to see him so subdued and lethargic.


That’s all for today. Happy Wednesday! We’re halfway through the week. Thank goodness.


You guys. It’s actually happening! I think. I definitely don’t want to jinx anything, but yesterday I ran again and it went really well. And even though it was only my second time out on the road, I already felt much more confident, and picked up the pace considerably from Saturday. My first mile was a sub 8! Then I of course realized how crazy I was and slowed it down considerably after that…plus my lungs were on fire. Nothing like a classic case of “fly and die” to jolt you back to reality.


I also am equally sad and relieved that I missed the hottest time of the year. I sort of love fall/winter running.


So after running, I talked to my doctor and tried to draw up a recovery schedule. So for the next several weeks I’ll only be running every other day, and I will try to build my mileage up to about 5 miles every time. If that’s feeling good, I can entertain the idea of running every day, but he instructed me to drop my miles back again when I do that.

All of this of course makes sense, but now that I’m so close to a recovery my patience is wavering. You know when you really have to pee and somehow, as you get closer to the bathroom, you have to pee even more? That’s how I feel about running right now. I have always wanted to run, but for a while there I had come to to terms with not being able to for a while. But now that it’s closer and the end is somewhat, maybe near, I have to pee/run even more!

Anyway, I will definitely keep you guys posted on my status and hopefully I won’t pee my pants/have any more setbacks.


Guys (4-5 readers who checked in on me while I was gone), I’m sorry I’ve been MIA for the last week. I was under the extremely false impression that I’d want to blog still while I was on vacation and that just ended up being not the case.  BUT, I have some really pretty pictures for you to make up for it. Enjoy.

This is the view off of my parents’ back porch. Needless to say I spent many mornings and evenings sitting out there this past week.


Another one of my favorite views ever. This is taken from Trail Ridge Road, the Estes Park side.


I was really brave and agreed to go on a motorcycle ride with S. I only tried to tear open his sides with my fingernails once. Then I finally relaxed a little.


We saw some pretty good views on the ride, too.


Now for the really exciting thing…WE WENT ON A HIKE. 7.7 miles, and guess what guys? My foot felt GREAT. These moon shoes (aka serious hiking boots) probably had a lot to do with it.


It was a pretty spectacular day. We had a short route planned, but since my foot was feeling so good we extended it. We ended up at Mill’s Lake—rumored to be one of the most beautiful lakes in Rocky Mountain National Park. I think I’d agree.


We also took a little day trip to Grand Lake with my mom and had a fabulous time admiring the scenery.


Our view for lunch.


Finally, the sunrise the morning of our last day. I cried again, like I always do when I leave the mountains.


So if you read my post right before I left for vacation you’re probably wondering, DID SHE RUN? And in Colorado I did not. More because I was scared to push it than anything else. After the hike my foot felt pretty good, but I was still being a worry wart about it. My doctor said that was more than normal and to wait until I returned to Boston to give it a go. So…on Saturday, I finally mustered up the courage and I DID.


It felt really awkward, but overall pretty good. My foot felt like it was swinging out a lot, and my doctor said that had a lot to do with my ankle being weak. He gave me some more exercises to do to build up that strength, but he also said if I just keep at it, the ankle with strengthen a lot on its own.

TWO MILES  YOU GUYS, TWO MILES! And I was dying. Wow, I should’ve found a way to keep up with cardio more than I did. My lungs were on FIRE after those two miles, but I guess that is to be expected. I took 12 whole weeks off from running. Needless to say I have a lot of work to do before Boston training starts.


Anyway that’s all for me. Hopefully this ridiculously long post makes up for me ghosting you all of last week!

Weekday Things and TGIF

This Friday may just be the best yet. But before I get into that, here are some fun things from earlier this week.

Pretty drinks with a friend. The bar that we went to, Highball, is doing a “Rubber Duckie” Promotion—get a drink  with a rubber duckie in it and 50 cents of the proceeds will go toward One Brick. What a cool and cute idea. Plus it’s a nice way to count how many drinks you’ve had…


I started with the “Wallflower” cocktail, but then I had to move to the Rubber Duckie Rosé. I was just too jealous. This place also had the most amazing tater tot nachos. I really regret not taking a picture/ordering them for myself. Instead I just mooched off my friend’s plate.


Also, I might have creeped a little bit, but there was the most romantic shadow on the wall by our table.


Waking up early isn’t so bad when you pass a view like this on the way to work.


And lastly, the best news EVER going into the weekend. I saw my doctor (the pressure point therapist) again last night and he said I COULD RUN THIS WEEKEND. When he said “you can run on Saturday or Sunday,” I said “Wait, THIS Saturday or Sunday?!?!?” It made me downright giddy for the rest of the evening and into today. I’m definitely going to take it VERY easy (I’ll be forced to anyway with being so out of shape and also being at such a high altitude in Estes Park), but I’m so freaking excited. Definitely keep your fingers and toes crossed for me, because there’s certainly an element of fear here for me. Stay tuned to hear how it goes and have a great weekend!