Fitness Magazine Meet & Tweet

The other day, I spent some time with some of my favorite blog buddies, some great speakers and Fitness magazine.

They were hosting their second annual Meet & Tweet. (Last year recap.)

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I had to take a very important call on the bananaphone immediately upon arrival.

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They had several panels, but my favorite was with Dr. Jennifer Ashton. She’s a gyno in northern NJ, and her talk focused on women’s health, and the emphasis of holistic and preventative health for women. Since most women use their gyno as their primary care doctor, she said, it was important to feel comfortable bringing up anything with your gyno.

Random q for the ladies (which is probably all of you) – do you have both a primary care doctor and a gyno or just one? I have separate docs because my mom always did.

One of my favorite lines from the doc was “A great doctor will treat your spirit as well as your body.” You could tell how much she truly cares for her patients, and that she sees health as more than just a patient’s test results. BRB, looking up if she takes my insurance or not.

She started talking about nutrition (she’s also going back to school to get an R.D. degree) and the 5/2 principle – eating really healthily five days a week and relaxing your eating a bit more on the weekends. She talked about how she always used to look forward until Saturday morning for her bagels, but eventually those cravings disappeared after eating well the rest of the week.

Leticia and I were sitting next to each other and couldn’t help but look at each other and laugh, as we both crave a bagel like crazy after a Saturday morning long run. That once-a-week bagel brings me way more happiness than a giant piece of bread should, but hey.

Brett Hoebel, a trainer from the Biggest Loser Season 11, spoke about extreme workouts — and social media’s effect on extreme workouts since so many people do these workouts for the bragging rights.

His best line? “If you go into any hardcore fitness class, people are running from something or running to something.” I think the same can be said for running, too. So many of us started to either run from a problem or to run to some sort of better life.

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The event was at the Mercedes Club, a fancy gym on the West side that is actually cheaper than Equinox?

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Lunch was from the club’s refrigerator cases. This was a delicious Asian salad, and I also had half a wrap and hard-boiled eggs.

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And time to take silly pictures with Jen.

After lunch, it was workout time. I’d originally signed up for yoga because Tara Stiles was teaching and I have a wee girl crush on her…

But Dorothy was leading the run, so I decided to head out on the run instead.

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At this point, I’ve met almost all of the bloggers behind the blogs I read, but I still hadn’t met Dorothy! She was even sweeter in person. She radiates sunshine, happiness and sub-7:00 miles.

We again got a sweet swag bag:

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[pic via Toni]

The bag included a pair of Reebok Sub-Lites, Saucony Kinvaras, Blow Hair Spray (seriously, I still swear by the Blow dry shampoo we got last year) and some other stuff…including cellulite cream and a system of detox supplements? To be honest, I was disappointed to see those last two items in the bag, since they seemed to be the antithesis of the positive health messages from the rest of the day.

Still, thanks to Fitness for putting this together! It was a fun day, and it’s always great to bring together all the people who tweet at each other. Thanks also to Reebok, Saucony, Athleta and others for sponsoring! (And Sparkly Soul for a new sparkly headband that I wore for yesterday’s race.)

Have you met people from the Internet in real life? Were they totally creepy?

In all seriousness, because I started my blog just after I moved here, I’ve met so many amazing people through this silly little site, so thanks to all of you for reading.

18 on the 18th: Brooklyn Half Recap

You guys, that whole turning 30 thing? J/K.

I turned 18 today on the 18th. Or…I ran my 18th half-marathon. I’ll spare you and just link to my recaps page rather than each recap.

I actually signed up for Brooklyn when I was in Puerto Rico, sitting with a cocktail in hand with a little Twitter FOMO as I saw everyone else I know registering. I’d heard before that people loved this race, and I didn’t want to miss out this year.

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Since the race was in Brooklyn, so was the packet pickup, at the Old Tobacco Warehouse.

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NYRR is awful for making us have to see all these terrible views to get our bibs.

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They had a little “pre-race party” going on, but I was flying solo and had dinner plans to get back for, so I took a few pics and headed back for said dinner.

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They had this alert system sign up. I saw this at the Chicago Marathon, but have never seen it in NYC before, but it makes sense, given the events in Boston last month. Thankfully, the few times I saw the alerts on the course, they were at green.

HERE’S WHERE THINGS STARTED GOING WRONG. I grabbed pizza with Ashley and Bo. My stomach issues have been so much better lately, and I’ve been able to eat a bit more dairy, so I didn’t think much about ordering pizza instead of my regular pasta, even though I don’t usually have pizza or dairy before a race.

It was delicious, but it was filling. After the pizza and a few glasses of wine, I was in bed by 10 for my early wake-up call.

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Not all of us wanted to wake up early.

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Good morning, Brooklyn.

I was in the first wave (yes, this race was so large – 30,000 runners – that it had waves). The corrals allegedly closed at 6:30 and I figured the subway schedule that early might be messed up, so I took a cab and got near the start around 6:25. I ran into Beth and a few other runners who were in the second wave and thought I might start with them. I was standing there until Steph said hi. We don’t see nearly enough of each other, and we run around the same pace, so I decided to jump into the corrals with her and start off with her.

She’s running Vermont next weekend, so she wanted to go relatively conservatively. I didn’t really train for this race, so I wanted to do the same. We started out at a 9:10 pace, and held anywhere between an 8:40 pace to a 9:20 pace…until mile 8. I’d felt kinda gassy the entire time and had that feeling of a bubble in my stomach, and I’d taken a few short walking breaks in hope of the feeling passing.

Until mile 8, I was loosely targeting a sub-2 race. Considering how hard I worked to originally break sub-2, it’s crazy to me that this is now something that is basically in reach so long as I’m having an okay day.

But I was not having an okay day. I stopped at a bathroom at mile 8.2. I looked at my watch then, and I was around 1:15. If I kept around the 9:00 pace I’d been keeping, I could still do sub-2. But with that stop and walking, that mile ended up being a smooth 13:24. The next two miles were back on track at 8:59 and 9:10, but another bathroom stop at mile 12 and an 11:39 and 11:47 last two miles as I ran/walked my upset stomach in got me across the finish line in 2:09.

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As for the course, I wasn’t crazy about it. The first few miles on the streets of Brooklyn were kind of cool, but then we went into Prospect Park and its hills. The stretch from the park to Coney Island seemed interminable, although that probably had to do with my upset stomach, but reaching Coney Island was an awesome end to the race.

As I saw the ocean to my left at the finish, I considered moving to Florida or California or somewhere where every race could end at the ocean.

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Shaya and I look super-hot, no?

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I love this picture.

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Afterwards, I met some friends at Okeanos for brunch. We’d decided to head away from Coney Island for brunch to avoid the crowds a bit, and given my still-somewhat upset stomach, I’m glad we did. I got this French toast, and it was delish.

What have you learned from not-so-good races? Today, I learned to accept that I was still happy to have finished this race, despite my stomach issues. I did start beating myself up that I’d stopped for the bathroom and run a slower-than-usual race, but I’m going to choose to move forward and just accept that although Pizza Envy is a very real thing, I just need to avoid it if I want a decent run. Also, what’s your fave pre-race dinner?