April 6th, 2011
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Pouting am I? I am! I am! [Hush up you, it’s my blog, I can pout if I want to]

I ran 6k yesterday. My first actual run since IT Band issues devoured my right knee on a 26k-er, on Sunday, March 6th. I had high hopes for the run, which all came crumbling down at the 3k mark.

The pain was bad people, really bad. Like a lightening bolt zapping through my knee with each step.

Riddle Me this: What’s worse than having a running injury?
Answer: Doing everything in one’s power to fix the pain, yet it still persists.

I foam roll each night [like the ninja I am]
I’ve been working on strengthening my muscles/hips with the trainer [like the solider I am]
I’ve given my legs 25 days off from running [like the lazy person I am]
I used an IT Band strap on the run [like the 21st century consumer I am]
I’ve been to a physio, a chiropractor and acupuncture [like a Canadian with tons of benefits I am].

Yet NO IMPROVEMENT!!!! Look at those bruises people!! Oh how depressing! The Marathon is in 39 days folks… last night’s run certainly humbled my aspects of running it….

I am slowly going crazy 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, switch. Crazy going slowly am I 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, switch…

March 17th, 2011
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There is a [Skinny] Pot of Gold at the End of the [sweaty] Rainbow…

After a hectic afternoon at work (re: trading error. it sucked. wasn’t my fault. lots of $$ lost. got blamed. scared to go to work tomorrow. not the point of this post) I headed to the gym to pound it out with the trainer. 

So yea… holy hell, I’ll let my email to Rob explain the workout, even though he called me, “melodramatic,” which pshh please, he’s just an angry, little leprechaun today…


It’s true too. For those technical people out there, who actually know/care about gym stuff, this is what went down in the last 20 minutes: 

  • Row 500 meters on one of those rowing gadgets, but I was encouraged told I had to keep the big number on the dial under 210 (I think it’s energy you create? Not sure exactly. I know, I’m so gym savvy) 
  • 21 Burpees (I linked it, because, I too, was all like what the bollocks is “burpee?” And then I gasped and remembered my grade 5 self hating them too)
  • Sprint 400 meters on the treadmill.  The treadmill was at 8.7. FYI That’s f*cking fast for me. Like you guys, deadly fast.
  • DIE (as in I couldn’t talk, as in I was showed where the bucket was I could puke in, as in massive workout cramps in my stomach)

I had actually planned to meet up with friends for a green beer post gym, but was way too exhausted/sweaty to go. Exhibit A: 

Eww, sorry about that (hehe I’m so not really sorry, suckas).  After a much needed shower, I made a DELICIOUS healthy dinner comprised of turkey, tomatoe, and a delicious array of roasted, healthy veggies… nom, nom. nom!

I should mention running is completely different than working out in the gym.  I think I’d prefer to run 20k than do the workout I did tonight, however, as much as I love the accomplishment feeling of running, I always feel exhausted after a long run, whereas right now? right now, after the gym? I feel stronger. 

But today’s real lucky charm? me knee didn’t hurt *fist-pump*high-kick*eeeeek*!!! I didn’t run far, but baby steps folks, baby steps… 26.2 miles to be run in May. 

I’ve been foam rolling my thigh like a mad woman these days, and sadly I still feel knots. UGH.  The below photo is crap quality, and really does not do my IT Band bruise any justice, but ta-da! It’s like I’m hardcore or something.. 

And Boom! I’m now watching American Idol, and you are officially caught up on my pretty lame St. Patty’s day. 

Here’s to hoping you all get lucky tonight, because I’m certainly not.. well, just with my TiVo. 

Love E

March 13th, 2011
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Liz: So this is an awkward question...
Trainer: Yea...?
Liz: You keep telling me to "flex my abs," but really, I don't have any, and I don't know how to flex my non-existent abs. So I just suck in when you tell me to "flex"...
Trainer: **placing hand on my stomach** Flex
Liz: **trying not to die, as omigod there's a hand on my stomach, tries to "flex"
Trainer: You're doing it naturally, you're fine
Liz: Huh, really?!? How about that... I really always thought I was too big to flex.
March 6th, 2011
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Not all runs are created equal.  I know this, because this morning’s 26k/14mile run? yea, it came from the depths of the lowest part of running hell… 

This post will involve too-much-information (<— that is your warning). I debated not posting the details of the run, simply leaving it at, “it sucked,” but this is honestly a reality of running, so please just look at the pretty pictures if you’re not up for it… which boys, you may not be.

I woke up this morning to 6 inches of fresh, white, snow. I heaved and hoed my ass out of bed and within the 7 second walk from my bed to my washroom I felt my IT Band (non-runner’s guide: sharp side knee pain) and my stomach felt sketcho, but I chose to ignore it, because, well, 26k was on today’s agenda, and thus 26k needed to be run! (<— look at me being all hard core n’ stuff) 

The run started off o.k.

It was incredibly slushy everywhere, and most of Toronto’s citizens had yet to rise-n’-shine-and-give-God-the-glory-glory, which meant 99% of the sidewalks weren’t shovelled. This meant we were running on fresh snow, which, for those from warmer climates (lucky you ps), is like running on sand - aka hard. My feet were cold and wet before I hit the 5k marker, and my butt muscles were in full force lunging me forward every step of the way.

My right IT Band hurt, a lot, like, really, really badly. Throughout the run I debated subwaying it back to my car and peacing out straight to my bed, but my stupid brain kept telling myself, “it’ll be o.k., it’ll be o.k.,” but it wasn’t.

My stomach started to act up about 12k in, which means at the 12k mark I should have gone home, but oh no! not I. ”It’ll all be good, stuff like this never happens to me, it’ll go away,” chimed my brain, and thus I trudged forward. 

I am fortunate that rarely my stomach gives me issues, so I figured I could wait until the 20k mark for the pit-stop (non-runner’s guide: washroom stop and store to buy more water/gatorade), but around 16k I needed a washroom, but didn’t end up finding one (Starbucks, I now love you for more than your coffee) until the 18k mark. So yup, 16k - 18k were BRUTAL. (I’ll-leave-it-at-that)

O.k., good, I was feeling better, still had wet/cold feet, and the sharp pain in my right knee, but my stomach was a lot better, except, oh wait, I got my period on the run (thumbs up, world, for that one. I see you laughing up there, God - told you this is a TMI post.)  The cramps hit me hard too, and so for the rest of the run I hobbled through km after km at the back of the group trying not to a) puke, b) cry or c) die. 

At 20k, when I was super thirsty, I realized all my water bottles were frozen (seriously?), and then at the 23k mark, BAMN! I.T. Pain struck my other knee.. I was a sight for sore eyes: cold/wet feet, IT Band Pain in both knees, bad stomach, cramps, thirsty…

But then it was over, and I was done.

My eyes filled with tears on the final stretch home (because of the pain? perhaps) but also because I was so proud of myself for not bailing (even though, it may have been really stupid), so yup, that’s today’s 26k run story.

Next week we cut back to 19k, should be a walk in the park :)


Distance: 26k / 14 miles.
Time: 3 hours, 18 minutes.
Pace: 7.16/km or 12:15/mile
Check out myDailyMile week! I thank you in advance for your slow clap :)

March 5th, 2011
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~ The Past 24 Hours ~

Photo One:  Friday at 5:30pm 

  • Ran 10k on the treadmill. Treadmill, people, treadmill! It was awful. I can’t believe people choose to run on treadmills over outside. It’s SO MUCH EASIER to simply go from point A to point B, as apposed to pretending you’re a hamster. The only thing I’ll give the treadmill is this… it was nice to see my pace/stats.

Photo Two: Friday at 8:00pm

  • Heading out on the town straight from the gym. I know, right? Whoa. If I had to title this photo, it be called “Planning Ahead,” as I went straight from work, to the gym, to the town. 

Photo Three: Saturday at 11:00am

  • 11am appointment with The Trainer.  To say he kicked my ass would be a huge understatement.  During the work out (while I was trying not to die - think circuits from hell) it struck me that, “huh, maybe this is how people lose weight.. by really, really, REALLY, pushing themselves.”  


  • Saw The King’s Speech (Colin, will you marry me?) tonight with The Siblings, and am now catching up on American Idol (the girls suck this season) while icing my IT Band in preparation for tomorrow’s 26k (14 mile) run. I know what you’re thinking, and yup!, it’s true, my life is absolutely exhilarating! 
  • In disappointing news, I have eaten so much this weekend; so, bloody, much. So much so, I’m positive all my working out has been in vain. Ironically, I blame all the working out on this. Sometimes I think it’s better not to work out that much, so I’ll eat less, as losing weight, I truly believe, is 90% food. Sigh, I find it so hard to balance working out AND eating well. It’s always one or the other with me… sigh, and so tomorrow? tomorrow I’ll try again. 

Happy Saturday night!

xo E

March 3rd, 2011
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Last night I ventured to hill training with the beautiful and lovely Miss-(Soon-To-Be-Mrs.) Melissa, she was visiting Toronto for work (oh. em. gee! Internet Friendz) and as she’s training for the NYC 1/2, she insanely(?) chose to join me and my running group on hill training.

The hills were the easiest part. Last night’s run marks the coldest I have ever been in my entire life.


I lost the feeling in all ten of my fingers, my lips froze, and somehow the cold even managed to seep through my extra hibernation padding on my bum, as one cheek (of the rear variety) fully went numb (<- didn’t know that was possible). 

However, I was really pleased with myself as I didn’t walk(!!) on any of the 4 hills, this was huge for me! As last summer? Yea… last summer I had to walk at least once on all the hills.

In the interest of full disclosure, post cold-run-from-hell we each dined on a burger and fries. It was delicious, and salty, and meaty, and cheesy, and then combined with excellent company? Excellent end to a chilly night.


Sorry about the crappy photo. The girl who took it told me it was blurry, to which I responded through numb lips, ‘Too cold. Don’t care. Need, warmth, now.’

March 1st, 2011
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Check it, yo!

This is “the goal” for March 2011, obviously this would be ridiculously cool to pull off… but chances are life will happen, and I’ll miss some of the runs (I’m looking at you Friday runs!).

March also means hill training starts, as in E’s-Worst-Nightmare begins, should be fun suck, and thus be good for me (and my ass!)


Here some loose definitions for those who asked (these are in my words, so please correct/add me if I’m wrong),

Tempo Runs: Going at about 80% of your all, slower than ‘speed runs,’ but faster than ‘steady runs’

Steady Runs: My normal pace, non-stop. That’s right folks, NO stopping, I actually find these the hardest.

Hill Runs: These are my non-mortal enemy. I run up a big hill (it’s 600 meters), then jog down, and then repeat. Each week I add another rep. I time myself and thus the goal is to have each hill’s time within 5 seconds of each other (aka your first hill can’t be speedy, and your last slow - this is really hard to do).

Speed Runs: These nasty runs start in May, and they work like hill training.  I have a set distance and then the reps increase each week.  I sprint one way, walk back, and then wash, rinse, repeat, die. I also try to maintain a consistent time on each rep here.  

 Race Runs: RUN LIKE HELL!!

Long Runs: This is where my oh-so-very-Canadian-training comes in handy, I run 10 minutes, walk 1 minute, run 10, walk 1, and so on. Trust me, that 1 minute of walking is not failing, and feels like 20 seconds, but this method allows me to actually get the distance covered.


Gym: Spinning or Body-Pump or a session The Trainer


For those who requested my super-awesome excel spreadsheet email me! onetwentyfive.tumblr@gmail.com, and I’ll send it your way!


Want more super-cool running info?

So, You Wanna Be A Runner?
So, You Wanna Run A Race?


ps this post makes me feel SUPER HARDCORE, like whoa, look at me being all super-hardcore. And on that note, I’m off to run a tempo 6k :)

February 28th, 2011
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~ For my records,February 2011 Summary ~

How badass, am I? Answer: So badass. :) 

February 24th, 2011
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First and last spinning class EVER done tonight! Woot! Woot!

Where will I hurt tomorrow, you ask? Why in my buttocks, nates, arse, butt, backside, bum, buns, can, fundament, hindquarters, hind end, keister, posterior, prat, rear, rear end, rump, stern, seat, tail, tail end, tooshie, tush, bottom, behind, derriere, fanny, and ass of course! (thankyouverymuch synonyms.com.posterior” is my fav ps.). Fine! honesty is the best policy… I’ll also hurt here.

But for reals, not sure I’ll be able to sit tomorrow, thus overall? amazeballz work out! No wonder people say, “if you wanna lose weight, spin.” I thought I was going to puke several times and my thighs burned like no other.

P.S., What do I call this photo, you ask? Well aren’t you a Curious-George tonight? I call it…  E-strategically-places-towel-to-hide-her-stomach-because-she-thinks-she-can-trick-her-readers-photo.

She’s clever and sneaky and cool like that.

February 23rd, 2011
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Brushing the dirt off my shoulders…
10k done. 1:09
Now? B-cubed.  
[ps burger = salad, beer = water, obvs]

Brushing the dirt off my shoulders…

10k done. 1:09

Now? B-cubed.  

  • burger 
  • beer 
  • bed

[ps burger = salad, beer = water, obvs]

Welcome! I'm Liz, the girl relieved the Internet has 0 calories. South African by birth; Canadian on paper. A marathoner. CrossFitter. Paleo (somewhat) eater. Traveler. Cheese lover. And I think you're great!

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