An Entirely Unscientific Poll

Dave Matthews Band “Stay (Wasting Time)” came on the other day and I found myself grooving in the kitchen with the little man as I relived the summers of my youth through the laid-back tunes of what was surely a very stoned band.

It reminded me of hot weather and sunshine in Colorado. It was a dry heat, nothing like these sticky East coast summers, and I don’t recall feeling the urge to go shirtless on many of those runs. Sure, a few of the two-a-days in August, but not the way I feel like stripping naked in Central Park in May.



I’m pretty hesitant to take my shirt off these days. My post-baby abs aren’t exactly fit for public consumption. But that doesn’t mean these hot summer days won’t finally break me, decency be damned, and you’ll find my shirtless on the track once again.

What about you? Do you run shirtless? Do you care who sees you? I’m curious what your thoughts are!

Now go out and run!

Ain’t Nothing Like the Real Thing, Baby

Hi guys.

I’ve been super “excitedly busy” (as my friend, Ali, says) lately. I have approximately 5 very grown-up things on my plate that require most of my attention (and money) of late. Blogging, not so high on that list. Sorry.

Thankfully, runmuting is still going strong, as the blasted heat that is a New York City Summer hasn’t quite hit us yet. I’ve had to reverse my decision to run Napa to Sonoma with Team Challenge, a choice that makes me very sad but had to be done. Instead, I’ll still be training for the Rock ‘n Roll Brooklyn Half Marathon in October and running the Achilles Hope and Possibility 5 Miler in July. I’ll probably sprinkle some other local runs in along the way…maybe some stroller-friendly ones???

Is it time for Summer Streets yet?

Is it time for Summer Streets yet?

I get lots of questions about training for races from people who don’t want to run to train for them. They want to spin, CrossFit, swim, or do some other form of cross-training to substitute for actual running. I’m not even talking about training exclusively on a treadmill, but actually NOT running for the majority of the training, or for key workouts.

Here’s the deal, science tells us that if you want to get good at something, you have to do THAT something a lot. (See: Malcolm Gladwell’s Outliers) Yes, cross-training and other athletic endeavors can help to improve your overall fitness which, for someone who isn’t a well-trained runner, might help get you to the finish line.

Or leave you feeling like this.

Or leave you feeling like this.

It all depends on your goals. But, here’s the cold, hard truth about any sport, especially running:

If you want to run your very best race and achieve your highest potential as a runner, you have to RUN. Plain and simple.

Lift weights for strength, cycle your training seasons, vary your running workouts, respect the rest days, cross-train more in the off-season…YES, YES, YES, YES! BUT you have to run.

Running is fun, I swear. Ok, not AS fun in the hot, steamy Summer, but you gotta do what you gotta do.

Running is fun, I swear. Ok, not AS fun in the hot, steamy Summer, but you gotta do what you gotta do.

It’s entirely your choice to substitute (injuries being the exception to this and just about every other rule) workouts and be ok with the results at the end of the day, but if you really want to reach your maximum potential as a runner, there’s nothing like the real thing, baby.

Now go out and run!

I’m Not Delusional

I generally find myself pretty spoiled with good running weather. Even on the coldest of Winter days I’m able to throw on a jacket, two pairs of tights, sub-zero ski accessories and hit the track with Birdie.

Let's play a game of Guess How Many Layers Abby's Wearing!

Let’s play a game of Guess How Many Layers Abby’s Wearing!

The Summer is a completely different beast and doesn’t show any signs of slowing down.



So what’s a girl to do when it’s 7am and I’m struggling to finish a run in my soaking wet shorts and tank top? Well, lately I’ve been stripping down.

Well, there we are. No shirt in Central Park.

Well, there we are. No shirt in Central Park.

Let’s be clear, I know what I am and what I’m not. I’m not delusional.

I look like neither of these women, this I know.

I look like neither of these women, this I know. Well, except for the tan lines. I definitely have those in spades.

I don’t have a six pack. Things jiggle in my middle when I run. My legs are short. I look nothing like a runner “should”.

But, dammit, it’s hot out there. And when there’s nothing else to do, I just whip off my tank top, wrap it around my waist and get on with my workout. I even do it next to my extremely sinewy runner friends. So there.

What else CAN you do? I mean, 90-something degrees, 90-something percent humidity and I’m trying to work out? Yeah. I’m gonna do it in as little clothing as possible.

Sorry I’m not sorry if it offends you.

You know what? Get over it.

Happy naked runner.

Happy naked runner.

I don’t run shirtless to impress you. I don’t run shirtless to get attention. I don’t run shirtless because I want someone to take my picture. I don’t run shirtless because I think I’m a model.

I run without my shirt because it’s hot and I really want to get my miles in and I don’t care if someone is offended by my non-six pack shirtlessness or a woman running without a shirt in general.

I. Don’t. Care.

And neither should you.

The added bonus: most people stand up taller and run with better posture when they run shirtless. It definitely brings out the best in my running form. Win, win.

Now go out and run.

And run nekkid if you need to. It’s hot out there!

Summer Runnin

…havin a blaaaast! Summer runnin, happened SO faaaaaaast.

Seriously. Where did Spring go?

Oh yes, Summer has arrived in NYC. Whether it’s a disgustingly sticky day like it was Monday and Tuesday or a beautiful crisp one like today, this is a New York City Summer for sure.

The early stages of my AWESOME sock tan line. I will be full-on farmer in a few short weeks.

The early stages of my AWESOME sock tan line. I will be full-on farmer in a few short weeks.

I’m an early-bird runner. Up and done by 8am. The bonus of early-bird running in the Summertime?

  1. Fewer tan lines
  2. Quiet city streets
  3. Cooler temperatures
  4. Happy hour (which I experienced for the first time in MANY years last night–Tuesday night tacos? Half price mojitos? Don’t mind if I do!)
  5. Work out amnesia –> easier to do the double workout

#5 specifically: Marathon training season is upon us = more miles. Sometimes I do doubles during the week so I can get more mileage in without having to go for more than an hour at a time.

Morning workouts allow for me to completely forget I already ran and do another easy run in the evening without hating every one of those last four or five miles of the day.

To make morning runs easier on days that I’m not training a client, I get up with my husband in the 5 o’clock hour and head out the door with him.

All my gear in one place because, let's face it, at 6am I'm definitely forgetting my sunglasses for my East River run directly into the sunrise.

All my gear in one place because, let’s face it, at 6am I’m definitely forgetting my sunglasses for my East River run directly into the sunrise.

Sometimes I make a plan to meet friends for an early morning workout.

Friends that sweat together at dawn...I don't know. There are only, like, two friends of mine who will do this with me.

Friends that sweat together at dawn…are likely sleep-deprived.

Surviving Summer runs and not being completely depleted for the day starts with immediate rehydration upon finishing. I don’t usually drink too much during weekly runs but I absolutely refuel when I stop.

Nuun to the rescue!

Magic, glowing, lemon-colored rehydrating stuff!

Magic, glowing, lemon-colored rehydrating stuff!

Let’s face it, I sweat more than your average bear. Seriously. I’d be sweating through my scrubs and people would be all, “Ummm…are you ok? You’re sweating an awful lot” and I’m like, “No worries. Just, uh, you know…hot?”

And in these temps, water ain’t gonna bring back the electrolytes, you know what I’m sayin?

In short, this Summer’s runs so far are brought to you by JB’s alarm clock, my awesome Oakley shades, and Nuun.

Now go out and run!

Tell me: What’s getting you through your Summer runs?


Better Than the Alternative Tuesdays: Best Summer EVER!

Today is Tuesday. That means today’s blog is all about how it’s good to be here because it’s better than not being here. I love this theme. Whenever I get down on myself or what’s not going ah-mazing at the moment, I am reminded in little ways how charmed my life really is. For example, I get to write for you fine folks out there. That’s pretty cool.

But our reason for today’s BTAT is Summer.

Summer is a time of rest and relaxation for most people. Not for me. Summer means all day, all night studying for me.

This was my work.

This was my view of Summer happening from Bobst.

But I got through it and had some fun, too! I mean, this was the Summer of the final Harry Potter movie!

It all ended and it was AWESOME! And sad :(

I spent some fabulous time in the Hamptons with some awesome ladies from lululemon.

Bikes are fun!

I did some outdoor yoga in the middle of Manhattan, which is always a good time.

Yoga! Yoga! Yoga! (Imagine Belushi chanting this)

I have a newfound love of my lovely running hat. I don’t get sunburned on my face when I wear it. Funny how that works, huh?


I was honored by my favorite company to become one of their Ambassadors. I said yes. And maybe I cried a little. Don’t judge.

Presents AND an Ambassadorship? Well, oh-kay. If I must.

And I experienced my first earthquake and hurricane (turned tropical storm) in the same week in the same city. And that city was New York City. Go figure.

Hurricane? What hurricane? I’m siiiiiingin’ in the rain!

But by far the best part of the entire summer was becoming an aunt for the very first time. My little Peanut is the sweetest baby on this planet and I miss seeing her even after only spending a few short days rocking her to sleep. Added bonus of spending some important time with my family in the great state of Colorado. Auntie Abby loves you, Peanut. You were the best part of my Summer.

So, as we bid adieu to Summer and a hearty HELLO to Fall, I think maybe my perspective on what my Summer 2011 has slightly changed since I started writing this post. It was a life-changing 4 months that I will remember quite fondly. Even though I spent a good 50% of it indoors deriving equations and banging my head against the wooden table just to make the pain in my brain go away, I had all of these really great moments that more than made up for it. And really, when you look at where I’m headed next year, this Summer’s classes were just a stepping stone to my dreams so who the hell am I to complain?

I hope you had as memorable of a Summer as I did. What was your favorite part? Tell me all about it and remember, every moment here is better than none at all.

Now go out and run!