Tuesday, September 15, 2015

A moderately mature sneakerhead who discovered she likes to run...a little



Photo: @photoradizy onsite at Red Rock Canyon - Training in my Nike Lunarglide 7

Okay, so, you know how there are all of those articles out there on what to do, how to train, what to eat? This isn’t one. No, really; I am purely testing things out for myself. Everything - even down to my meals - has been trial and error…and then re-trial. How does an awkward female sneakerhead become involved in running?! Obvi, it’s gotta’ be the shoes!

My weekday routine is - shall we say, “a little crammed,” but whose isn’t?

I have to leave my house between 5:30-6AM for the office. Would you believe it is already 80+ degrees outside?

Typically, I get home about 6PM – keep in mind it is still 100+ degrees outside, so, I put off my run.

After 15 minutes of catching up on social media, I play with my pup and then log on to my college courses (a lot of writing and reading goes on here, or at least it should).

Only 2 hours pass and I have lost the day, because all I can think is, “I need to get up at 4 if I want to hit the pavement.”

Then, I beat myself up for giving into sleepiness so easily. I could accomplish so much more if I just stayed awa--ZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzz

But, let me tell you, on the days that I make that wake-up call, all the negativity and silly problems seem to just roll off my shoulders. Free therapy sessions!
Photo: @photoradizy


Therapy turned into running partners, and groups, and eventually some healthier choices. I attended weekly runs with my core group, Mission I’m Possible. It was at those night runs that I made more girlfriends and saw that perhaps I too, needed to set some goals (other than sneaker shopping, Saturday feasts, all followed by naps! Ha!). Although I don’t make the weekly runs nearly as often as I used to (due to all of that sleepiness, etc), I still have all of the love and support from everyone. That kind of love is priceless. The only other non-blood related family that I can compare it to, is my brother, Airmag.

Airmag and I traded in sneaker shopping for Nike+ and running apps. I still go to him when I want to quit, and he continues to, uhh, scold me if I post about cheeseburgers and hot fries on my snap or Instagram as of lately, “That’s not training food, sis!”

NTC Tour Los Angeles with my bro, Airmag # Team909


My goals aren’t world class nor are they super-fast. However, they are custom fit for me. I watched my stepmom run numerous Portland Marathons, and she would force me to do the little fundraiser 5k’s before I moved to Vegas. I told myself; never would I want to do what she did. Then one day I saw a documentary; women weren’t allowed to run in marathons however many decades ago…and it clicked. What better way to debut my first goal (to finish) than with the Nike Women’s Half Marathon?! Of course Mission I’m Possible and Finishline were there last year. And, of course my brother and boyfriend came to support. I made more pals, found more inspiration, and my world just kind of opened further. I couldn’t believe the amazing women with which I was meeting and connecting (on multiple levels; fashion, sneakers, MIP, running…)
photo: @photoradizy

My goal is to just always PR, to do my best and not give up. Last year I swore that I would be dead last, and I wasn’t. I finished a little over 3:10, I believe. Clearly, I was just happy to have finished if I don’t remember the exact time. This year, I want to be closer to or under the 3hr mark, and I want to sleep the night before. Ha! I bet you thought I was done talking about my precious sleep. I don’t think I slept but a few hours last time – I was far too excited for those SF hills.

So – my setbacks and training – right, I will try to stay on track for my sleepy readers (I empathize).

Setbacks: Schedule, heat, and a semi old-lady knee & ankle

Solutions: Just do it, just hydrate (and healthier proteins, less sugar intake), and just rest (and ice)

Training: 

My longer runs have to be on the weekends due to work and school. So no Friday nights out for me. I hydrate an extra amount during the day and into Friday evening before bed (I try to eat something light but with protein – fish and brown rice with arugula - that kind of meal). Oh, and waking up late – trust me, I pay for it. This past Saturday I was scheduled for at least 7 miles. 8AM was LATE, because by the last two miles there was absolutely no shade - no reprieve from the sun whatsoever. I am telling you that my skin and muscles were melting away from my bones and dripping onto the concrete. You ever see Fear and Loathing? Yea. Like that. I have to be mindful and take special care to really stretch while my muscles are still warm. I often get sidetracked and pay for that later as well.

There is something comforting about a previously ran route; I love them. But, on weekends, I like to explore and push myself. I will find trails to run at Red Rock or Mt Charleston (up to 10k elevation – the fighters run up there – it is no joke!)

Stretching at Red Rock - Photo: @photoradizy
Shot by @photoradizy



During the week I keep it between 2 to 5 miles. It’s still pretty hot out here. So, if I do run at night, I try to wait for the temp to drop at least 10 degrees. The streets and sidewalks are still very much heated from the day’s sun, but that I can handle. I alternate days of running and training to work different muscle groups (or so I read that’s what it does in one of my many fitness magazines piled about.) Seriously though, one of my previous doctors told me that women runners often have weak core muscles and that can lead to some serious injuries.

First thing every morning, before I can even think of how tired I may be or how cute my puppy looks beneath my comforter, I hit the floor. I will do Russian twists with a medicine ball, bicycle crunches, plank walks; pretty much anything to strengthen my core. Then I add a daily-increasing number of squats or lightly weighted squats.

This week, I am still eating a little more sugar, cheeseburgers, and Korean BBQ than I should, but I’m working on it.

By the end of this week and through the time the race is over, no more super sugary frozen coffee drinks, excessive ice cream, or dare I say, cheeseburgers…I have to ween myself from these indulgences. For whatever reason, I thought I should have approximately a month of clean eating - veggies, shakes, smoothies, perhaps chocolate milk after a good run, basically the opposite of my standard diet. I replace my iced mochas with coconut water lattes, and keep a conscious effort to calculate my water to caffeine ratio in order to stay hydrated. This is also the time I test different meals and fuels. If something upsets my stomach or leaves me hitting a wall, I’d rather find out now than during the race. It is the little details that I worry about, so I get it! And, I don’t mind sharing it with you.

See you there!


 - ellaesco
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Thursday, October 27, 2011

Food Complaints I Have Vol. 6

  1. I hate when people put ketchup on their eggs. I’m white, I get it, we do a lot of weird things, but that is disgusting and it bugs me so much even when other people do it.
  2. and this isn’t about food – but when people do this i gag – why do people blow their nose at the dinner table – or any kind of table after a meal? Just because you're done doesn’t mean the rest of the world is…and besides, walk your ass to the bathroom! When people do that in restaurants I comment! But usually im quite nice, especially to the people serving.
  3. salads (and other things like it, ie: sandwiches) cannot be eaten unless prepared immediately prior to meal time. I literally chopped the chicken, apples, tomato and cheese here today for my salad.
  4. why ruin a good cookie with nuts? when people are preparing them for a group of people, why would they ever put nuts in them?! That’s absurd! The entire world does not like nuts!
  5. meatloaf – I don’t eat it.
  6. why do people cut onions in thick slices – even for salads? Wtfuckingfuck. I will eat thinly cut onions but I have to be in the mood
  7. which brings me to chili; if you’re going to put onions in your chili don’t use those tiny whole white ones and if you chop larger ones up – let it cook all day. Onions should NOT crunch in chili.
  8. double dipping is allowed amongst close people – like a couple…but if I don’t know you; don’t double dip – that is just rude.
  9. this also is a great time to bring up loose candy, popcorn and bags of chips…once again, if we are not close don’t stick your fucking hand in my popcorn, chips or candy corn, etc! I don’t know where the uff you’ve been. Example, first date; don’t share popcorn. 5th date; fine.
  10. just because I kiss you does not mean I will always be willing to share food. Saliva is a tricky thing – and if I see it at all when someone is eating (stringed from their mouth or the food item), I wont take another bite of the shared item.

I think that’s enough for now. Hope you are taking copious notes.

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

hi.

hello world. i know absolutely no one reads this but i felt once again obligated to post something in case one person does. im alive. im busy. and i only go on here when a friend asks me to view theirs...maybe someday i shall make something of this. i've only had it for 5 years or so and made less than 10 posts...someday

Wednesday, March 05, 2008

And the world shall cry with laughter

My title had absolutely nothing to do with what im about to write. Actually I dont even know what I want to write about. I just wanted to get osmething started back up.

What's a blog with no pictures you might ask? well it is conjured up by a wee lil sneaker gal who broke her only laptop and lost pictures dated back to 2002 some of which would be very intersting to see....old niketalk summits, new kicks and sole collector pre photo shoots. it's all lovely really but none of which you will be able to view here.

So until they figure out how to save my files i bid you farewell friend that i dont know is even reading my shyt! lol

Friday, December 05, 2003

In Loving Memory...

of my childhood!!!!

i remember the times when i rocked prowings and guess jeans
when i used to beg for jordans and my gram said "we poor hun!"
i wanted nikes and music my whole life, so i sold my lunch tickets at school and did people trife
my bike broke from leaving it in the rain and rusted
and every time my father dressed me i looked fuckin BUSTED!
i used to bootleg candy in the back of my 5th grade class
just to have a brand name cover my ass
when i bought "yo! bum rush the show"
i had to walk 3 miles to Fred Meyers in the SNOW!!!!
i hated rakin leaves in that big ass yard
id rock some neon leggins lookin like a fuckin retard!!!
at 12 id hide that i was wearin a bra under a big ass sweatshirt
walkin away from an insane bike accident like that shyt aint hurt
i member opening a pair of reeboks on my birthday and cried
because that whole week i thought some jordan VIII's were inside
on the way to school id see the flags of our world's coke snorters
and i always dreamed as i stared at the bridge "someday ill work at Nike headquarters!"
at beaverton transit center i got punched to the concrete..
and all i could worry about when the cops harrassed me, "hey am i beeding on my feet?"
i was only 15 and was decked in my cousin's adidas
half a year later the judge decided i had to move with my mom....in VEGAS:-/
in 97 i ran track and bitches hated on me the worst
cause i always came to practice in the previous year Bursts
eh but i told em all to go to hell
and did stretches with my boy that rocked mis matched XII's
at highschool graduation i felt so out of place
second time in heels and i almost fell flat on my face...
moral of this story kinda afflicts
never come between a broke girl and her kicks!
So my friend albert had me read like 60 blogs he had written and now i feel nearly obligated to have one myself...well not really i just need a place to vent so that i dont bother him or my other friends anymore with my rambling of nothing and female situations...oh yea today i ordered the wrong toilet paper for our office...p.s. thats what i want for Christmas..."Office Space"---my boss says "uuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhh can you...." mind just went blank i stopped listening...