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Losing Weight in the City: Now 100% Ad-Free

There’s been an item that keeps getting pushed down to the bottom of my to-do list:

  • Call unemployment.

I filed for it ASAP online, but I knew I had to call and see what the deal was with freelancing and blogging. I’d heard that a day of blogging was considered “work” by the state of NY if you’re paid for it, but I had to hear it on my own before I made any financial decisions. Sure enough, you can’t blog everyday on a blog with ads and also collect unemployment. I’d thought that I could subtract my blogging income from the unemployment income, but that wasn’t the case.

I first put ads on my blog in April 2010. I’d applied to Foodbuzz before and been rejected, but they finally accepted my application in April 2010. I was so excited! I would get paid for something I loved that I was doing anyway. Part of the reason I started my blog was as a professional outlet–to prove my social media and writing skills–so I was always focused on trying to improve it and take it to the next level anyway. It was just an added bonus that I’d get paid for it.

Having always worked in publishing, I’d never really experienced a correlation between how hard I worked and how much I got paid, aside from small salary bumps as I moved up and around. But with blogging, I found that the more hard work I put in, the more successful my blog was–more people read it and I began making a bit more money. Something that was already incredibly fulfilling on a personal level was beginning to be slightly fulfilling on a financial level. But nothing I can live on and certainly less than unemployment, so I had to take my ads down today.  

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My Foodbuzz account is on hold until I get a job again, and my web guys were awesome about helping me get the ads down right away.

So what does this mean for you as a reader?

Honestly, not much. While I loved seeing my hard work pay off (and sure, sometimes that’s posting more), I try not to blog unless I really have something to say. I don’t see what I blog or how often I blog changing as a result of this.

However! I now have all kinds of free space in my sidebar. So! If you have some sort of button–either for some sort of charitable cause you’re involved with or just for your blog–that you’d like me to post, send me an e-mail (theodora@losingweightinthecity.com) about why I should put your button in my sidebar, and I’ll pick a few to put up there.

Mini 10K Race Weekend

For all the excitement and people in town for the race this weekend, you would think we were running a marathon or at least a half-marathon, but nope, just a 10K.

On Friday night, we carb-loaded.

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Me and Ali

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Ashley, me, Ali, Emily, Lizzy and Becky

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We went to Serafina because it was centrally located for both me and Ali and had a reservation available for a large group the day before–no other reason. With those low expectations, it was surprisingly not bad. I got the gnocchi with tomatoes. Lizzy and Becky were staying with me and we came back after dinner and went to sleep pretty early to wake up for the race.

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We all met up in front of the Time Warner Center pre-race.

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Once again, Tina and I were in the same corral, so we took a pre-race corral shot. (Pre-More/Fitness Half; Pre-National Half.)

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The Mini 10K starts in Columbus Circle and goes up Central Park West to 92nd before entering the park there. I ran it last year, too, and both years the corrals were packed. It’s a women’s-only race, which is sort of cool. This was the 40th year the race had been run. It was founded in 1972 by Fred Lebow, who also founded the NYC Marathon. He had wanted to host a “mini marathon” just for women, and named it after the miniskirt because they were in fashion then.

I’ve been running a little less in the past few months because I felt burned out after all those half-marathons, so I wasn’t expecting much yesterday. After my crappy experience at the Healthy Kidney 10K, I just wanted a decent race. I decided to rock out with headphones so that I could block out everything on my mind. As I’ve been getting faster lately, I’ve been getting a little bit cocky and I seem to always go out too fast now. I used to be really good with pacing myself to go out slow and then give a big push closer to the end. I did my first mile at 8:45 despite trying to keep it slow. I was feeling strong and thought maybe I’d continue to feel that way and get some epic PR. While I never hurt too much, I also didn’t keep that pace up. I couldn’t remember whether my 10K PR was 57:00 or 58:00, so I decided to pretend it was the lower one and shoot for that. (Turns out it was 58:00.) I took two margarita shot bloks at mile 3 and one more at the start of mile 5 to give me the push I needed to get to the end. As I started mile 5, I thought maybe I could finish in under 56:00, but I ended up finishing in 56:51, a 9:10 pace (or an 8:57 pace according to my watch, which said I ran 6.35.)

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Afterwards, we went to Whym for a blogger breakfast organized by Christy.

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Beer at 10am? Why not?

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Lizzy and Becky

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I got one of the breakfast specials–salmon and cream cheese on pretzel bread with sweet potato fries. It was good but really salty. (Or maybe it just tasted so salty because I was so dehydrated from running in the extreme humidity.)

Afterwards, Becky and Lizzy and I came back to my apartment and crashed for a few hours before going to meet up with Tina and Mal and some of their friends at Barrow Street Ale house. I don’t have any pictures, but we drank beer. You know what beer looks like.

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We went to Blue Ribbon Sushi (which always reminds me of Emily and our first friend date there) for dinner afterwards.

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I got a lobster roll…

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and we all split this platter of sushi.

After dinner, I went to Emily’s birthday, too, so this morning, this happened:

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Egg and cheese on an everything bagel.

I’m tired.