Wednesday, April 24, 2013

HIIT 'em up style

I'm not a fashion trendy person, but I am a fitness trendy person.

I'll try most things at least once (Spartacus)...and things I like more than once to make them a mainstay (Nike Training Camp).

I've been reading a lot of fitness/food blogs lately (and I have to admit - they all kinda look/read the same thing), but I read them anyways.

A common trend I've picked up is essentially eliminating multiple "steady pace" runs during the week. Sure, I can run and knock out anywhere from 3-6 miles without training, but what was I accomplishing? Not much other than the satisfaction when it was done.

HIIT is the new thing (and maybe it's not new, but it is to me!):
High
Intensity
Interval 
Training

And oh my gosh. I love it. I love it because you really can't do it wrong. And you can totally make up your own routine - go your own speeds, your own inclines. It's like a "choose your own adventure" and you accomplish even more in a 20-30 minute session on the dreadmill. Plus the minutes fly by. No but seriously, they do.

For example, here's what I did this morning (and I totally just made it up on the fly):


I love being in charge of what I do and trust me, 30 seconds feels like a looooooooong time when you going at a 6 minute mile pace (and you're me who doesn't run 6 minute miles anymore...).

That being said, I am not eliminating steady runs all together - just limited them to once a week.

Go on - get movin'!
















































































Tuesday, April 16, 2013

i prefer awesome.

I can't wrap my brain around what happened in Boston yesterday. It is awful. Tragic. Horrifying. Still hard to believe.

As someone who has a few races under her belt, the finish line is quite possibly the best sight of all during a race (personal opinion). I've only ran half marathons and can I just say: each time I saw the finish line, I thought I might cry out of pure happiness? And that's only 13.1 miles. A marathon is 26.2.

It symbolizes dedication, achieving a goal and making it happen. There's a sense of accomplishment as you cross that line. You did it. But that didn't happen yesterday. Yesterday, people were running...for their lives, not celebrating the amazing feat of finishing a marathon.

And for those inquiring minds: no, my dad did not choose to run Boston this year, but if he did, no doubt he would have been featured in this awesome article:

"13 examples of people being awesome after the attack".

This is one of my favorites:


I also want to give a shout out to the Chicago Tribune for this:

 
We are America. And we won't stand for this.

As for me, I don't want to stand. All I wanna do is run.
Run to help.
Run to my loved ones.
Run for Boston.
Run for America.
Run with me.

Thursday, April 11, 2013

a nod to my brothers

So apparently National Siblings Day was yesterday? What? Since when is that a thing? Does someone just declare "LET US CELEBRATE SIBLINGS TODAY" and we, the lemmings we are, just follow suit and say "OKAY"?

Well, okay then. I'm game.

My siblings are pretty phenomenal:

Mark, being all smart and stuff, got initated into some honors program I had to Google to know what it meant (Phi Beta Kappa). But it's a pretty big deal so therefore, he's a pretty big deal. Although he already was in my mind. After all, what kid who says stuff like "I just had this innate feeling we were going west...like I felt the Pacific pulling me, ya know?" wouldn't impress you?

Then there's Richard. He played some baseball in college. He was pretty good at it and he was fun to watch. He made the All Decade Team a few years ago and now he's getting a shout out with a "Where are they now?" Who would have thunk? The best part is his favorite record is "IWU career leader in ... HBP (aka hit by pitch) (36)." Now that's something to be proud of. Too bad they didn't ask to quote me. I have some items which would have lead to a fun read for the readers. i.e. he didn't realize orange was a color in the rainbow. This is a fact as of last Fall.

Neither of them will ever choose to brag about these things so that's where I, being the wiser older sister, come in!

Bam.
That just happened.

Thanks, boys, for putting up with me and keeping things interesting! Let's keep this streak going.