Hi there, friends…(shyly waves from the corner)
It’s been a while since I posted but I’ve been following along like a creeper. I wanted to say hello and let you know I’m running the NYC Marathon on Sunday! Don’t worry, I’m not asking for money, just CHEERS! If you’re going to be on the course, let me know where so I can look out for you.
I’m incredibly unprepared so I’m desperately seeking motivational spots along the course to look forward to and convince myself to push it just one mile farther and I know Tumblr kicks booty at marathon cheering.
My bib number is 43303 and I’ll be wearing a bright pink shirt with STEPH across the front. I’m in the 10:30am wave and will be running 10:00-ish minute miles. You can also download the free ING NYC Marathon app to follow along. Cheer loud, friends, and pray I don’t die!
(Also, I’m on Instagram and we should be friends over there: remarkablelulu.)
Things I Don’t Like:
Any parking situation that is not a gigantic suburban parking lot.
Sitting on backless stools.
Things I Love:
Running outside in 70 degrees with a new friend.
Wedges (not to be confused with wedgies).
I go through monk-like periods of buying absolutely nothing for myself except food and gas for the car (i.e. necessary to live) and other periods where I’m dropping Benjamins like Jay-Z.
This week, I am Jay-Z.
I bought a new bag from J. Crew (on sale!), several pairs of heavily discounted and much needed shoes from Lord & Taylor (seriously, my sandal/flat collection is mostly from Target circa 2007), but my best purchase was this.
My mom’s dog went to doggie heaven on Monday after twelve long years of happiness in her home. She’s pretty devastated so I thought she would love a custom painting of Buddy. (The Dalmatian above is not Buddy, just a sample of the artist’s work.)
I emailed back and forth with the artist this morning and I’m giddy with excitement to see the painting in person and give it to her!
Three to five days.
It has been possibly the most trying week of my life. I decided last night that when life hands you lemons, run a marathon and thus found myself at the starting line of a local half marathon this morning.
I haven’t eaten properly all week so my energy stores were nil and my mental game was shot. I beat my worst time but it wasn’t anywhere near my best.
There are going to be good days and there are going to be bad days and you won’t always PR but you will always be glad you did it.
My kinda cocktail. Someone please bring me seven of these, ASAP.
north shore distillery // the goliath
2 oz gin
1 oz fresh lime juice
1/2 oz simple syrup
1/4 oz green chartreuse
4-5 slices cucumber
combine in shaker, and shake hard, making sure to break up the cucumber thoroughly. strain over one large ice cube in a double-rocks glass. top with soda, and garnish with cucumber slices
Whatever god is up there, whoever you pray to, whatever you believe in, please send prayers and positive thoughts my way. Please.
I’ve spent the past three days on the verge of tears. The flags at half-mast in my work parking lot had me sobbing in my car at lunch and I’ve had nightmares the past three nights. I can’t stop thinking about the what-ifs. These feelings are almost puzzling to me because yes, I was there, just a couple blocks away but I wasn’t there like some people were. I cannot even fathom what they must be going through and I think about them all day long.
I didn’t make my fundraising goal for the Boston Marathon. Before the race, I was still about $800 short and shrugged it off. Whatever, I’m over it. Other people raised more than enough to cover my shortage.
But last night as I was reading through emails and blogs and websites about the resilience of runners and the city of Boston, I decided that NO, I’m not going to let this horrific incident take over. I’m going to make something happen.
I am going to run a marathon, start line to finish line, on May 5th. I signed up for the Flying Pig Marathon in Cincinnati in seventeen days.
And I’m also going to stand by my commitment to raise $5,500. This is not a time to bow out, but a time to lift up your community. By raising this money, I am helping a group of under-served Boston high-schoolers serve their local and global communities and that is exactly what we all need right now.
I found strength last night and I intend to finish what I set out to do: run a marathon and raise a crap-ton of money.
Go forth and be strong!