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Seattle, The Super Bowl & An Interview with Marshawn Lynch

It’s Super Bowl week and I live on one Super Bowl Drive (and the street where the Broncos are staying) and I work on the other Super Bowl Drive (next to where the Seahawks are staying.) The other Super Bowl Drive didn’t get officially named that, but the signs are out on the street so let’s just go with it.

Super Bowl Drive - Jersey City

As someone who never thought she’d blog about the Super Bowl, it’s pretty funny that this is my second post devoted to it.

But I have a few things to say. Most importantly, my husband Andy managed to snag an interview with Marshawn Lynch of the Seattle Seahawks (who famously does not like talking to media). Conducted via phone last night from our living room couch with Larry Gary on his lap, Andy asked the hard hitting questions real fans want to know.

Like, for example, what his dog Ice (Marshawn pronounces “Iiiiiiiiiiiice”) does while he’s busy playing football. “He’s out doing his doggie dog thing, living in his doggie dog world. You feel me?”

Andy said, “I feel you.” Dori with nephew Harrison

Read the full interview:
Hot Clicks Q&A: Marshawn Lynch

It’s actually funny timing, since Andy and I coincidentally spent this past Saturday through Tuesday in the Seattles. We visited my brother, sister-in-law and 13-month-old nephew.

The trip itself was perfect. We escaped the polar vortex and enjoyed 50 degree temps. I didn’t always wear a coat. I ate really, really well. Like, the best I’ve ever eaten in a four-day period. I played with the cutest, funniest baby I’ve ever met. I tried eating up his thighs.

And in running news, I ran outside twice because the weather in Seattle is amazing. The best part? Absolutely no knee pain at all for the first time since the Portland and Richmond Marathons! I finally feel recovered, and I will continue focusing on strength this month before I jump back into marathon training in the not-so-distant future.

Also, I ran up the most giant hill of my life.

Kirkland hill

This photo (taken from car) does the hill NO justice. Elevation gain: 264 ft.

Anyway, from the moment we got on the plane in Newark to head to Seattle, the pilot talked about the Seahawks over the PA. The flight attendants cheered and I realized then that this would be a pretty special weekend to happen to be in Seattle.

Once we landed, we walked into SeaTac Airport to Seahawks balloons all over the place and every employee dressed for the occasion. As we walked by a flight that was about to board, we heard the employee announce “Priority boarding for anyone wearing Seahawks gear.”

No one had anything for me to borrow to board early on my trip back.

I thought all the Super Bowl stuff would get annoying, but it didn’t. Throughout our time there, we passed countless cars and houses all decorated to show their support. We saw someone selling Seahawks merchandise out of a tent in the parking lot of a gas station.

And in the airport going back home, once again every single airport employee I came across was dressed up with at least item sporting the Seahawks logo.

I felt the energy and excitement everywhere I went. Even though Andy clearly loves his Patriots and I like whoever Andy likes (the only way in which I am actually a good wife, said woman who doesn’t cook or clean or write wedding thank-you cards),  being around this excitement made me really want the Seahawks to win. It doesn’t hurt that I absolutely love Seattle and would move there in a second if I could. But that alone didn’t make me care much either way — it was getting caught up in the incredible energy there right now that did.

So when Andy got the opportunity to interview Marshawn Lynch, I felt thrilled for him! Especially since he’s not really talking to anyone else. What a coup!

One more reason Seattle > NYC/NJ? THEY SELL ALCOHOL AT WALGREENS.

walgreens seattle

TL;DR -  My husband interviewed Marshawn Lynch and I hope the Seahawks win because I like Seattle.

Marathons Are Emotional

After the Richmond Marathon, I was upset.

I had a goal; I didn’t reach my goal. I felt extremely disappointed.

After all, I spent months working harder at running than I ever have before. For the first time in my life, I ran four and five days a week. I did tempo runs and intervals and speedwork and strides. I hired a coach. I put in all the work and on race day, I fell short.

It’s tough to put so much into one day — no, into a few hours — where anything can happen.

I posted a tweet about my disappointment. A minute later, someone else posted her own tweet. It might not have been in response to mine (though it certainly felt that way), but it got to me.

I don’t want to share the actual tweet, but the idea was that if you are upset about your time, it means you don’t respect the marathon distance. A marathon is something very few people can do and should only be treated like an accomplishment.

This felt like a rant against my emotions. Emotions I can’t control, emotions I feel only because they exist.

I thought a lot about this tweet: Am I wrong to be upset? Is my disappointment taking away from someone else’s joy about finishing? But how can I NOT be upset? I already know I can finish a marathon; I happily finished two before this one. So why am I judged for wanting to do better, wanting to improve, wanting to test my limits? Why can’t I feel like finishing 26.2 is no longer enough for me? Why is it wrong to express disappointment about failing at something I worked hard for? What does respecting the distance have to do with my drive to improve?

More importantly, how can one person tell another person her emotions are wrong?

Marathons are emotional.

No matter how race day goes, good or bad, the emotions are extreme. I can’t put into words how elated I felt after finishing the 2011  Richmond Marathon and the 2013 Portland Marathon. Finishing a marathon in good conditions is quite possibly the best feeling in the world. Why else do we runners do marathon after marathon, always trying to chase that high?

Alternatively, the disappointment I felt after the 2013 Richmond Marathon was  also extreme.

So why is post-marathon happiness considered an appropriate emotion yet post-marathon upset considered a lack of respect for the distance? What does disappointment in oneself even have to do with the distance?

And what about the time I didn’t finish the New York City Marathon in 2011? I was so upset I couldn’t read Twitter, Facebook or blogs for a week because I didn’t want to hear about the race. Is it OK to be upset about not reaching your marathon goal if you don’t complete the distance? How is that different than being upset about completing the distance but not in the way you hoped? In both circumstances, I put in time and effort and made sacrifices in my personal life, all for something that did not go well in the end. And that is disappointing.

You feel these strong emotions — and then time passes and you move on. Yes, I was deeply upset after Richmond. I didn’t want to talk much about the race and I was unable to even feel happy that I set a great PR. I felt guilty for not feeling pleased about running a marathon time I never imagined possible just a year before. But I couldn’t help it. This was how I felt.

Then time passed and I got over it. Without the cloud of these emotions, I can now see the race for what it was — just a  race.

And I am glad I experienced these strong emotions! If I didn’t feel disappointment in not putting on my best performance, what motivation would I have to improve? I’m not wallowing two months later. I felt sad and then I moved on.

And my next marathon? Whether I achieve my goal or not, I can guarantee one thing: it will be emotional.

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