Wednesday, December 31, 2014

2014 Recap & Running Total Finale



One year ago, I set a goal for myself to keep track of how far I ran during 2014. I'd been following some running bloggers and many of them had been posting their total mileage for the year, which made me wonder how far I could run in one year. I also thought there could be value in keeping track of what I wore, ate, drank, etc. and how the temperatures affected my running. I didn't go so far as to set a goal,  though, because I honestly didn't know what was reasonable for a newbie who had only just joined the ranks of half-marathon runners.

So 2014 started out like every new year - full of excitement and motivation. I carefully logged every run in a cute little pink notebook and noted every detail that I thought relevant: time, distance, temperature, weather conditions, wardrobe and shoe selections, running companions, perceived effort, etc. In an effort to maintain accountability I also posted weekly updates here on my newly renovated blog. Not that anyone was actually reading my blog, but making it public helped me stick with it.

Needless to say, I did not keep up with my weekly posts. What's more, I stopped using my little pink notebook all together when I went home to America for the summer and was gifted with an iPhone 4. I began to use the free iRunner app to log my runs, and no longer felt it necessary to document as many details for each run.

Today, as part of the Runner's World Run Streak, I completed my last run of 2014. I had hoped to really go out with a bang, but all the snow we got this week has turned to ice and slush, and it was just impossible for me to run safely. So, I did my mile and called it a day. I did, however, get a great calves workout - running on slushy snow is not unlike running on the beach!



So now that I've logged today's run, I can share my final Running Total report for the year. Are you ready for this?! During 2014 I ran a total of 519.11 kilometers! That's 322.56 miles!! YASSS!!!

Looking back, 2014 was probably my most exciting and adventurous year of running! My Nikes pounded the pavement in Germany, France, Switzerland, Turkey, Spain, Portugal, and three different states within the USA. I completed four half marathons, three of which were "official." I went on three Racecations: Nice, France with my friends Megan and Jacob; Chicago with my parents; and Lisbon, Portugal with my friend Jen. I also spent the second half of the year learning how to be a solo runner as I was separated from my two best friends and running buddies in June.













Putnam County Mental Health 4-Miler






At the beginning of the year I had no idea I would accomplish so much, or how addicted I would become to racing! I can't help but feel an immense amount of pride as I scroll through this list of races from the last year; just a few years ago I could barely run a mile without wanting to die, and now I am the one dragging my friends to races and going on "fun runs." I have learned so much this year and become a stronger runner through it. I am by no means an expert, but I finally feel like I can truly call myself a real runner. I am so excited for what's to come in 2015!!


Tuesday, December 30, 2014

Rock'n'Roll Lisbon Half Marathon: October 2014

If you had asked me one year ago what I would be doing in October, running a half marathon in Portugal would have been the last thing on my mind.



Originally, I was planning to do the RnR Edinburgh in June because I had won a free entry via Twitter. After about a week of researching flights, places to stay, etc. I was just ready to begin booking reservations when I discovered that the race had been cancelled. Super bummed, I contacted the race organizers about getting an entry for another race, and they offered me my choice of Dublin in August or Lisbon in October. Knowing that I would be in Spain that fall, I opted for Lisbon. 

I immediately began trying to rally some of my running friends to meet me in Portugal and run with me. Sadly, no one was able to join me. As excited as I was to run in Lisbon, I wasn't looking forward to traveling to a strange country all by myself. I prayed for some solution that would allow me to safely travel to Portugal, and then I learned that my new ECA friend Jen would be traveling to Portugal to see her sister run in the exact same race that I was running! It was such a blessing to have someone to make plans and travel with. We ended up getting a great deal on a hostel and decided to travel by night bus to avoid having to miss school.

So, our adventure began Friday night as we boarded a bus to Portugal and learned that we had assigned seats! Praise the Lord we had the front seats, so I was able to stretch my legs out for the eight hour bus ride.



Upon arrival in Lisbon we met up with Jen's sister and spent the day seeing as much as we could around town using our day passes for the transit system. We stopped at the expo so I could pick up my race packet, then made our way to the hostel where we would be staying the night. 

Sunday morning I awoke at 5:00 am because I had to catch a train into the center of Lisbon and was not quite sure where I was supposed to be going. The half marathon, as it turns out, had its starting line on the Vasco de Gama Bridge, and the only way to get to there was to board a shuttle bus for the 15 minute commute.






Because I was being extra cautious, I ended up arriving early enough to catch the first shuttle and was one of the first people to get to the bridge. The sun was coming up and it was looking like a beautiful day for a run, but again, I would have to wait an hour and a half for the actual race to begin.








I found a spot next to the starting line, sat down, and got comfortable with everyone else.




As more people arrived, it started to get more crowded. Then, with still almost 45 minutes to go, some very anxious people started picking their way through those of us seated on the ground and began to crowd the front of the pack. Hundreds of people followed suit. Before I knew it, I was surrounded by butts.



At one point a helicopter circled overhead, taking aerial photos and video while we all waved like maniacs.



When it came time for the race to begin, there was a lot of chaos and confusion - a guy started shouting in Portuguese on the microphone while really loud rock music was playing, and everyone just started running. There was no gun, and certainly no wave start like in Chicago. Everyone just ran.

The Vasco de Gama bridge is about 10 miles long and is the longest bridge in Europe. When I found out that I would be running across this bridge, I was terrified. The thought of running and running and running and never actually getting across the bridge was just so demoralizing. Turns out we only ran one piece of it, about a mile and a half worth. The rest of the run was in town and for awhile we had a nice view of the ocean.

Preparing for this race was tough mentally, because I had to prepare myself for the fact that nowhere along the way would anyone be looking for me or cheering for me in particular. There was no one at the start line to send me off, and it was unlikely that my friend would be waiting for me at the finish because she would be looking for her sister. I was completely alone for this race.

I also put a lot of thought into how I would actually run the race. After two bad experiences earlier in the spring, I knew I needed a better solution for fueling during the race. In the weeks leading up to Lisbon I had a few really good long runs during which I tried out some new flavors of Gu and Nuun, and the success gave me hope for Lisbon. I also wanted to break my cycle of going hard and strong for ten miles and falling apart during the last three. My plan was that every five kilometers I would take a walking break and, while walking, take a shot of Gu. I vowed not to stop at any of the aid stations unless I was desperate, and I refused to drink their energy drinks. Thankfully the stations passed out water bottles, so rather than making an unnecessary stop I just picked one up as I passed by and sipped it when I needed it.

Mentally, this may have been the "fastest" half marathon I have ever run - meaning that the time seemed to pass quickly; the miles flew by! It seemed like I had only just begun when suddenly I found myself in mile 13 and nearing the finish! My fueling strategy worked really well, and not once during or after the race did I experience my usual nausea. What's more, my walking breaks actually helped my pace, as I beat my Chicago time by five whole minutes! I felt fabulous at the finish, and while I was definitely spent, I didn't feel completely drained or dead. I stocked up on some refreshments, took advantage of my free beer, and enjoyed listening to the concert for a few minutes before meeting up with Jen and her sister. Together we hobbled to the subway and made our way back to the hostel where hot showers and delicious food awaited!






The final verdict: the race had some organizational/logistical quirks, but I had a blast running and would do it again in a heartbeat! I'm not sure I would have run this particular race had I not received the free entry, but now that I have experienced it I would be more likely to choose it intentionally in the future. I learned from this race that I can successfully fuel during a run and not puke my guts out afterwards, and I learned that walking doesn't necessarily make you slower. 

Monday, December 29, 2014

Rock'n'Roll Chicago Half Marathon: July 2014



I committed to this race seven months in advance - the farthest ahead I'd ever planned for a race! It would also be my first American race, as all my prior races had taken place here in Europe. The only problem was that it would take place smack in the middle of one of the biggest transitions of my life, in moving to Spain after having lived and worked in Germany for five years. My stress levels certainly prevented me from training to my full potential, but at the same time the training that I did accomplish definitely helped keep me sane.

When I shared with my parents my plan to run, they immediately began to plan a family vacation around my race. We spent the days leading up to and after the race with family in the city, and I got to reconnect with several college friends. My parents and I visited the Expo together and I was blown away by the sheer size and amount of people present! European race expos are usually very small, and some races don't even have them.



The night before the race, I carb loaded with deep dish Chicago-style pizza from Giordano's. We stayed up late talking and laughing, but I soon excused myself as I would have an early morning. 



My parents and I headed out early on Sunday morning to catch the L train downtown. After dropping off my bag, I joined the massive lines for the porta-potties and tried to stay calm. The humidity coupled with the already high temps so early in the day were making me nervous as I didn't want to suffer from heat stroke again.


Dad was playing proud paparazzi and I was not enjoying it! 

Once I completed my pre-race checklist, I found my corral and bid adieu to my parents. Then, the worst part began: the waiting! The race began at 7:30 am but I didn't cross the start line until sometime after 8:00! It didn't help that I was in one of the last corrals, but I suppose that's what happens when over 20,000 people are racing - again, something I was not used to thanks to my Europe-only racing experience. As we snaked our way down the street and around the corner, I passed the time texting and tweeting. At one point, I caught up to my parents again, who had gone to the start to watch the beginning of the race.





There I am, texting again!
Finally I got to cross the finish line and begin the actual race, although I am pretty sure I began with the corral in front of me rather than my own. At that point I don't think it mattered anymore! While waiting to run I had spotted the 2:30 pacer and mentally prepared myself to try and stick with them as long as possible. I didn't know whether I'd be able to do it, but my goal was to finish between 2:30 and 2:40 so I vowed to do my best. 

The first several miles passed by quickly. I had crafted a pretty slammin' playlist but because there were so many people cheering us on at the beginning, I waited a few miles to hit play. I wanted to soak it all in - the music, the crowds cheering, the English conversations going on all around - this was truly becoming a cross-cultural experience for me! For a while I kept pace with a man pushing a wheelchair, then I set my sights on a few runners ahead of me and did my best to catch up with them, or at least keep them in sight. 

Ahead of time I had set my parents up with the free runner tracking service provided by the race officials, and I had given them several suggestions for meet up points. They wanted to see me run by and take pictures, and I wanted to see familiar faces in the crowd. Armed with a course map and their L passes, they hoofed it all over downtown Chicago attempting to find me, but as it turns out I was just running too fast for them to keep up! They managed to catch me once around mile five, but my mom was so excited to see me that she bumped my dad's arm just as he was taking my picture! He quickly recovered and managed to get one slightly blurry shot of my awesome gameface as I whizzed by.



Each time my parents reached one of our rendezvous points after that, they received a text message from the tracker service saying I'd passed a checkpoint further along! So there I was, looking for my parents around every corner and wondering where on earth they were, and they were literally chasing me through Chicago. They eventually gave up and just went to the finish line to wait for me to be done.

I started to slow down significantly after completing mile ten, which was becoming a regular thing for me. I had discovered during my last two races that I could keep up a pretty good pace for about two hours, and then it was all downhill from there  - and not in a good way! At this point I was dripping in sweat and dying to be done. One aid station offered wet sponges and I held onto mine until I reached the finish, using it to wipe the salty sweat from my face. Another offered ice cubes; I grabbed a fistful and dropped them down my shirt for safe-keeping, taking one out every few minutes to swipe across my forehead or cool my parched tongue. By the time I reached the finish line I was sopping wet but so thrilled to be finished! I was rather disappointed in my time of 2:48, but I knew I had done my best. My parents greeted me near the finisher's area and my arms quickly filled with all the food and drink samples being passed out by the crew.

This is my "I want to die" face.
Apparently all I can muster by this point is a thumbs up!

Overall, I had a great time running in Chicago, a city that holds so many memories for me. I am also looking forward to running again in 2015! That's right, I registered for next year's race at the expo! There are several things I plan to do differently this year, and I am hopeful that my upcoming training runs in Spain this spring will help my body make the transition to running in higher temperatures. Barring any unforeseen circumstances, I have high hopes for RNRCHI2015!

Monday, June 2, 2014

Running Total Weeks 16-21

Once again I have totally slacked off on my weekly updates, but this time I have a lot more excitement so share, including two, yes TWO half marathons that I have completed!

On May 10 I participated in the Freiheitslauf, translated Freedom Run. This event was hosted by a local German church and the money raised went to fighting human trafficking. The course was a 2.1 kilometer loop that runners ran as many times as possible during a three-hour window, and before the race they had collected sponsors who pledged to give per loop completed. I, along with two of my running friends, was approached about running on behalf of our BFA community. At first I turned it down because I thought the loops would drive me insane but it turned out to be a really great experience and enjoyable despite the repeated scenery. It was a huge motivation to know that there would be cheerleaders every 2.1 km and that I wasn't going to go off and get lost in the woods somewhere. I ended up completing ten laps - my second half marathon!


After the race I felt extremely nauseous, more than I have ever felt after a long run. On the way home I had to ask my friend Katrina to pull over so that I could empty my stomach of its contents, which just turned out to be water. I think it was a combination of the heat and the German "gatorade" I had consumed during the run.

Two weeks later I ran in the Dreilaenderlauf, or Three Country Run. This is the event I ran last year as my first half marathon, and I decided that I would repeat it because it was so much fun. As the name implies, it's a half marathon that runs its course through three countries: beginning and ending in Switzerland while passing through France and Germany. It wasn't nearly as fun this time since none of my running friends could join me. A friend and parent of my students ran in the race but we had different paces so I only saw her at the beginning and the end. It was a huge struggle for me to finish this race completely alone, since I am significantly slower than the slowest European runner. I was alone on the race course for most of the second half of the race, with very little motivation to keep moving. Again, the sun beat down on me and I felt my body growing weary from exhaustion. I was hoping to beat my previous year's time and was very disappointed to find that I had actually done worse, by three whole minutes. I think the biggest disappointment was not that I ran slower, but that I was within three minutes of beating my time - I was so close that had I not walked just a teeny bit, I could have beat last year's time.

Running with some kids from church who came out to cheer!

At the finish line with my friend Dawn

Just like the last race, I found myself very sick to my stomach but made it almost all the way home before having to empty my stomach, again on the side of the road. This time it was in the middle of Kandern, just down the street from my home. I literally jumped out of the car and puked on somebody's hedges. As my body convulsed I registered the gutteral sounds of German speakers and braced myself for a lecture about puking in public but thankfully they kept their distance and let me suffer alone.

The next goal I'm working towards is one that has been on my agenda since December: the Rock'n'Roll half marathon in Chicago! It takes place July 20, so I have some time to recover from two basically back-to-back half marathons and still work back up to the high mileage runs. Now if only my body would start adjusting to the warmer weather...I'd really love NOT puking in Chicago...




Week 16: REST
Week 17:13.4 km
Week 18: 26.4 km
Week 19: 5.4
Week 20: 26
Week 21: REST

2014 Running Total, Week 21: 261.75 km

Monday, April 21, 2014

Running Total Weeks 7-15

Ok, confession time - I have not kept up a regular running routine since the race in Nice (February!). I took a week off like I usually do after a big race, then March came through destroying everything in its path including my healthy habits. I didn't fall off the wagon altogether; in fact I have gone on several short and long runs, just not enough to justify weekly reports. I've kept track of them in my running journal but didn't think they were worth posting. So, this update encompasses several weeks' worth of runs and should get me all caught up. Why now? Because my next race (the three-country half marathon) is a little over a month away, and it's time to get back on the ball. My goal for the next six weeks is 3-4 runs per week, covering a minimum of 15 km and increasing my long runs each weekend. Here we go!



2014 Running Total, Weeks 7-15: 190.55 km

Tuesday, April 15, 2014

Confessions of a Loser #1


Two weeks ago I finished my third Biggest Loser competition. I lost 23.8 pounds during the contest, bringing my total weight loss (since September 2012) to 40 pounds.

my before and after shots from the contest

That's a lot of weight, and it's definitely noticeable - my face is thinner in pictures, I feel muscle developing under my fat, and I'm fitting into smaller clothes. What might not be so noticeable are the changes that are currently taking place on the inside. Over the course of the weekly weigh-ins I have come to a startlingly deeper understanding of myself and have begun to change my personal philosophy of health and wellness. They say that hindsight is 20/20 so I'm looking back over the last few months and reflecting on some of the things that have come up. Things are about to get real, folks. I've organized my thoughts into a series of confessions, realizations, and responses. I just tried writing it all out in one post and it's way too long, so I've decided to break it up into more manageable chunks. So without further ado I present to you my first confession in a new series I'm calling Confessions of a Loser.

Confession #1: I joined the contest because I wanted to win. There, I said it. I was in it for the money. Sadly, it became obvious within the first few weeks that no matter how hard I trained and how clean I ate, I couldn't keep up with some of my "competition" and I didn't stand a chance of winning first place. Midway through I lost my motivation and allowed myself to slack off more than I care to admit.

Realization: With the money as my sole motivator and the knowledge that I wouldn't win, I had a hard time giving 100%. I played the comparison game. Because I was so stuck on my own "failure" (I was still losing weight!) I couldn't see and celebrate the victories around me. The other contestants made huge strides in losing weight and getting healthy but I was so stuck on myself that I wasn't able to cheer for or be an encouragement to anyone. I also had a difficult time recognizing my own victories.

Response: During "Season 2" of Kandern's Biggest Loser (which started yesterday!), my goal is to be intentional about encouraging the other contestants, who are my colleagues, neighbors, and friends. I will also make a point to recognize my own victories even if they don't look the same as someone else's.

Have you ever been motivated by the wrong rewards?


Tuesday, April 1, 2014

the cleanse

Recently I completed a seven-day cleanse, which brought up a lot of opportunities to talk about health and food choices. Because I was doing something so abnormal, I was constantly having to explain myself to people and for whatever reason felt the need to justify myself. I worried constantly about what people were thinking about me while I did my "crazy diet" because apparently I am still in middle school... but so many people have asked me to share what I did so I figured I would take some time to write it out.

Let me first preface this by saying that there are no secret potions or gimmicks here, it's just an all-natural way to clear out your system. I've found it to be highly effective in refreshing my palette and curbing some of my unhealthy cravings, and in the end I find that I actually begin to crave healthier things again. It works nicely as a "jumpstart" when you are first trying to get your healthy ball rolling, and it also gives you a nice boost if you're already working on healthy living and have reached a weight loss plateau that you're trying to break through.

The other disclaimer I must put out there is that this is NOT a sustainable "diet" nor should it become a regular way of life for you. Some "experts" will claim that you can do this as often as you'd like but it really is not wise to do this all the time. Your body needs a healthy balance of all types of food (yes, even fats and sugars - the right kinds!) and to deprive yourself of certain things for too long can be a bad idea in the long run. I did this once a year ago, then I did it twice this month with a few days in between of "normal" eating. The second time, I only went though day four simply because I really liked the fruit and veggie days. I don't have plans to do it again any time soon.

I first heard about this through a blog, but soon discovered that it has been around for about thirty years in various forms. My mom even found a copy of it in her health resources from years ago that she emailed me; it was literally a verbatim copy of the blog I'd been following. You will easily find detailed instructions by Googling the Sacred Heart Diet or the GM Diet or the Seven Day Cleanse - they are all slightly different and I think the key here is not to get so caught up in what you can or can't eat, but to just think about what you're putting into your body and stick to the general guidelines. If you follow it to the letter it is claimed that you can lose 10-17 pounds in a week, but bear in mind that is not all fat and you will almost definitely gain some of it back immediately after you return to "normal" eating. Also bear in mind that such rapid weight loss over a long period of time is unhealthy and should be avoided.

If you decide that you are going to try this, please do your research. Look at the different versions out there, find what will work for you, and make it personal. Don't just do what I did or follow a strict list of foods just because. Everyone's body reacts differently and what worked for me may not be as effective for you, or you may have better results. Also, be smart about it. You should never feel hungry during this time. If you are, you're doing it wrong. I continued doing my regular workouts during this time without any problems, but during the third round I did make the mistake of going for a 14 km run on day four. That was a really dumb thing to do and it could have ended very badly - the lack of protein and carbs left me weak and because I hadn't hydrated enough that day I didn't even sweat, even though the sun was beating down on me the entire time. Pay attention to your body and don't be stupid like I was.

So, the whole thing revolves around this Wonder Soup, which is basically your typical cabbage soup. I happen to hate cabbage, so all three times that I've done this cleanse I've done it without the soup. Only recently did I discover that there is a version of the recipe without cabbage. Huh. Others have said that the soup really does make a difference so if you can stomach it, go for it. The way I understand it, the soup is supposed to stimulate fat burn and fill you up without adding a lot of calories. Each day you are allowed unlimited servings of the soup and the flavor du jour - a specific category of food. Here's the breakdown:

Day 1: Fruits. In addition to the soup, you basically stuff your face with fruit. Melons are suggested for their high water content. The purpose of this day is to just fill you up with water and natural sugars to replace your junk food sugars. Since melons are hard to come by during the off season here in Germany, I stocked up on apples, grapes, kiwi, oranges, pineapple, and canned peaches. If you like you can make smoothies but don't add anything extra like yogurt or fruit juice. A year ago when I did this I managed to find a watermelon at Penny, but then I got so sick of eating it that I threw it in the blender and made watermelon juice. The only restriction today: no bananas. This year I started the cleanse a few days after my birthday, so while I was trying to enjoy my fruit, I had some very tempting birthday sweets sitting on my desk, staring me down. I'm proud to say I resisted!



Day 2: Veggies. Again, eat the soup and stuff your face with veggies, cooked and raw. Avoid corn and peas since they are more starchy than anything else. Leafy greens are strongly encouraged, but you are limited to something like a teaspoon of oil per day and the idea of dry salads didn't go over very well for me. I ate a lot of green beans, carrots, celery, avocado, and even broccoli! If you know me at all you know I've always hated broccoli so I was quite proud of the fact that I went through an entire bag of frozen broccoli! You are also supposed to have a "complex carb" in the form of a baked potato. I decided to up the ante and make sweet potato fries which were like a party in my mouth and a reward for having to eat so many veggies in one day. Spices and seasonings are ok but go easy on the salt - I used pepper, a dash of salt, and garlic with a few drizzles of olive oil. I may or may not have gone over my one teaspoon allowance...

Day 3: Soup, fruits, and veggies, but no bananas or potatoes. I started the day by making a massive smoothie with oranges, kiwis, berries, apples, cucumbers, and spinach. Just add some water for the consistency. I got two full Nalgene bottles of smoothie from that mix - one I drank for breakfast and the other I sipped throughout the day. For lunch I mashed up two avocados and tricked my brain into thinking i was enjoying guacamole by eating it with celery instead of chips. Dinner that night was hard since I was subbing at a dorm, but I came prepared - I filled two whole plates with peaches, apples, carrots, green beans, and cucumbers, and then had to explain to all the kids in the middle school house why I was eating that instead of the Sodexo they were eating. I didn't think I would be able to eat it all, but somehow I did. I was stuffed for sure, but it was a good feeling because I knew it was all healthy food.

My green lunch

Day 4: Soup, bananas, and milk. Today is when things start getting weird, and the different versions of this cleanse tell you different things. Eat somewhere between 3-8 bananas, and several glasses of skim milk. I think I ate around 5 bananas and went through two cartons of 1.5% milk, but that was easy because I love milk. You can substitute for almond or rice milk if you need to. I also added nuts at the suggestion of another person who had done the cleanse - so I ate a few handfuls of unsalted pistachios and peanuts for variety. I found today to be the hardest because of the lack of variety. Don't forget to drink your water on this day - I tend to slack off on my water on this day because of all the milk, but you still need to drink water. After I planned out my cleanse, I was informed that my birthday lunch at school was going to fall on the bananas and milk day. So that was a bummer but since I had already gotten my Chipotle burritos the week before, I was okay passing on the potato salad!

Day 5: Soup, beef, and tomatoes. Another weird day! When I tell people I'm eating beef during a cleanse they laugh... but I think at this point the idea is to start filling your body with good stuff. So pick lean beef, which you can have in the form of a steak or burgers or whatever. I've seen versions of this that suggest substituting chicken for the beef, but be sure there is no skin on the chicken! I'm not a huge fan of tomatoes so I get the canned tomatoes, mash them up with ground beef and fry it all into a beefy-tomatoey stew. This day fell on a Saturday for me, which ordinarily would have been fine except that my roommate and I had decided to host brunch for some friends. So, while everyone else feasted on waffles, eggs, and bacon, I sat at the table nibbling on a bowl of beef and tomatoes once again feeling the awkwardness of needing to justify my lifestyle choices. I craved waffles for days afterward because Lexi proceeded to make enough waffles to feed the entire city of Kandern, and I couldn't even have one!

Waffles for everyone but Rachel...

Day 6: Soup, brown rice, and vegetables. Again, filling up on the good stuff. So keep eating your leafy veggies. I think I ate rice for breakfast and then had veggies the rest of the day, including a huge tray of baked broccoli for dinner. Not a very exciting day, and by this point I was mentally ready to be done with the cleanse.

Day 7: Soup, brown rice, vegetables, and fruit juice. The only thing to watch here is that your fruit juice is 100% juice and not full of sugar.

Every day you should be drinking around ten glasses of water, and increase it by a quart on Day 5 because of all the acid in the tomatoes. Other beverages you can have are black coffee and unsweetened teas.

As my Biggest Loser friends know, I ended up losing 9.6 pounds while doing this cleanse. So is it effective? Yes. Is it a long term solution? NO. Everyone knows the secret to looking and feeling good is a healthy, balanced diet and regular exercise. So, not really a secret after all.

And yes, the first thing I ate after the cleanse was waffles -- and mocha coconut coffee. Yum. I never knew a waffle could taste so good!



Sunday, February 23, 2014

Rock'n'Roll Nice 10 Miles du Carnaval: February 2014

Last weekend I had the awesome privilege of road-tripping to southern France with two friends for the sole purpose of running in a race.

We went on a racecation.

Somehow our friend managed to score us free entries to the race, so we decided to see if we could pull off the rest of the trip on a shoestring budget! That meant that even though we could have flown there and back in a few hours, we chose to drive 16 hours roundtrip and pack a cooler with our own food. This was only the second time I've been on a true "road trip" here in Europe and while it does sound exotic and fabulous (which it is), driving on the Autobahn is pretty much exactly like driving on the Ohio Turnpike, except the tolls are WAY more expensive!

I begged Jacob to take us to Milano but he refused...
We got cut off by Italians from BOTH sides while waiting for the toll booth!

The Rock'n'Roll Marathon Series tours big cities in America and Europe hosting marathons, half marathons, and other events. The race we chose was the Rock'n'Roll Nice 10 Miles du Carnaval event, which was just a few miles shy of a half marathon. I'll admit, the thought of training for a midwinter race was rather daunting but thankfully we've had an extremely mild winter so it turned out to be very doable.

Carnaval in Nice (Photo: Megan)

I would do this race every year for the rest of my life if I could - it really was that good. The scenery was amazing (um, hello, ten miles on the coast of the Mediterranean?!), the spectators were encouraging, and the camaraderie among the runners was unlike anything I'd ever experienced before. Because of the Carnaval season, there was a costume contest for the runners. Being the amateur that I am, I didn't think that many people would participate. Boy, was I wrong! My friends and I actually looked out of place just for NOT wearing a costume. If you know me at all you know I live for a good costume so you better believe that next time I WILL be in costume, much to the embarrassment of my friends...


Warming up with Zumba (Photo: Jacob)


I didn't think a sumo wrestler would run faster than me ... but these guys did!

Found them.

 Anyway... the atmosphere of this race was incredible. The course was set up in such a way that allowed you to be in the middle of the action no matter how fast or slow you ran. There were about five or six different stages set up along the course where live bands performed, and the majority of the course was a two-way path, meaning there were always people running the opposite direction on the other side. I never felt like I was being left behind even if I was on the slower end.

The finish line was so festive, complete with paparazzi (seriously, there must have been a dozen cameras and not a single one got a flattering shot of my finish, haha) and music and a huge cheering section. In terms of pacing, I didn't have a specific goal, though based on my training runs I expected to finish shortly after two hours. As it turns out, I ran faster than expected and finished in 1:57! This made me really happy because it means a 2:30 half marathon time this summer isn't an unreasonable goal! I met up with Megan and Jacob, we posed for pictures, then took advantage of the bountiful refreshments: bananas, muffins, and water.




On our drive home, we decided to have a little fun and stop in each country for a picture. Yes, each country. Believe it or not, it was a faster drive (by at least an hour or more) to go through Switzerland and Italy than to just drive through France. So, over the course of nine hours we set foot in France, Monaco, Italy, Switzerland, and Germany - if you're counting, that's five countries!

France
Monaco
Italy
Switzerland
Germany

Basically, the race was amazing and I am pumped to run another Rock'n'Roll race this summer. I signed up for Chicago in July, and I also won a free entry to another European race. I'm not sure yet whether that one will work out, but hopefully it will!

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