<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081975</id><updated>2026-06-30T09:54:17.526-04:00</updated><category term="training recap"/><category term="weight loss"/><category term="bike"/><category term="nutrition"/><category term="fitness"/><category term="musing"/><category term="goals"/><category term="injury"/><category term="inspiration"/><category term="routes"/><category term="technology"/><category term="absence"/><category term="friends"/><category term="video"/><category term="Biggest Loser"/><category term="routine"/><category term="sick"/><category term="PR"/><category term="busy"/><category term="pre-race"/><category term="race report"/><title type='text'>Still Waiting for the Runner&#39;s High</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillwaitingfortherunnershigh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4081975/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillwaitingfortherunnershigh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4081975/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09261194958149097177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/122/268228991_fe405bce0c_m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>223</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081975.post-2758292940786374313</id><published>2025-11-01T23:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2025-11-01T23:42:14.443-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Most I&#39;ve Ever Run</title><content type='html'>I don&#39;t know if anyone&#39;s still reading, but I wanted to stop by to announce an amazing (to me) accomplishment: 

I ran 55 miles in October!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Previously, my record was 40 miles back in March 2023 as I was preparing for the April 2025 Cherry Blossom 5K.

This time, I&#39;m training for the Mighty Gobbler, a Thanksgiving 5K in Michigan. I picked up a Garmin Forerunner 165 and I&#39;ve been following its Garmin Coach suggested workouts, which tell me when to do long runs, tempo runs, intervals, etc. Basically, I don&#39;t even have to think! I just have to keep my heart rate in the range it suggests for the time it suggests. And so far it&#39;s really working!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I&#39;m a little disappointed that I have so few friends on Strava who might cheer me on. I guess this is what I get for surrounding myself with choir people my whole life. :P&amp;nbsp; But I feel good, and that&#39;s enough for me. Plus I weighed in at 197 this morning, so things are good on that front too!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My daily Greek yogurt with fruit/nuts/granola/chia/hemp hearts is something I absolutely look forward to, and it really keeps me full.

Is anyone still out there? Leave a comment if you are... it&#39;s pretty lonely here on Blogspot these days but I&#39;ve been dropping posts here for over 20 years and I&#39;d really hate to abandon it.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillwaitingfortherunnershigh.blogspot.com/feeds/2758292940786374313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillwaitingfortherunnershigh.blogspot.com/2025/11/the-most-ive-ever-run.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4081975/posts/default/2758292940786374313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4081975/posts/default/2758292940786374313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillwaitingfortherunnershigh.blogspot.com/2025/11/the-most-ive-ever-run.html' title='The Most I&#39;ve Ever Run'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15735718470496028866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081975.post-617153200705365776</id><published>2023-01-17T11:33:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2023-01-17T11:33:48.827-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Low and Slow Appears to Be Working!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xdj266r x126k92a&quot; style=&quot;caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, &amp;quot;.SFNSText-Regular&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;auto&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;You guys. I&#39;ve been doing this super slow training where I am very careful to keep my heart rate below 140 (and ideally in the low 130s). It&#39;s supposed to train my body to be more efficient. And look! Look at the graph! Jogging at the same pace every time, my heart rate has consistently been lower at every single workout!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;It&#39;s one thing to read that this sort of training is supposed to work, and another to actually see the data showing that, yep — it&#39;s working. Even when I take nearly two weeks off running!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Yes, after sitting around doing zero exercise for 11 days after Marie was born, I felt like a slug, so I jumped on the treadmill and got up to 90% max HR a couple times. See graph, below:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjULTmNmvCRFrQTFW-QqIN0fmYbAi6qEwotjXAwAx7AfQ_svT0ZXf_kt5AcmYh-VoCvvhyuqej2cXrY5lEwnSP2c9tm9R116TVIMQ11e3ez8wOOln-Cue1uhh2sovLHYFbR5DCsYJtawx1vhEOZPttwwjQPsO5Juv9kVObQdM0SNPueCjoljg&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; data-original-height=&quot;600&quot; data-original-width=&quot;277&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjULTmNmvCRFrQTFW-QqIN0fmYbAi6qEwotjXAwAx7AfQ_svT0ZXf_kt5AcmYh-VoCvvhyuqej2cXrY5lEwnSP2c9tm9R116TVIMQ11e3ez8wOOln-Cue1uhh2sovLHYFbR5DCsYJtawx1vhEOZPttwwjQPsO5Juv9kVObQdM0SNPueCjoljg&quot; width=&quot;111&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Five days later, I once again jogged at the same slow and steady speed I had in December. And look at the results!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiDvgrmh_ane0UlvjmyOgPzRM5DRE3gf2GS4uJlVvQv2f1lweXt2L8WLm4khjNekx0vEgU4Jqm_G1JZg5a15ToW-J5jj3rJd1zlZWHAiTGT3JXGZd54qK8dO27knPoaqf1nXwfim49iN502mojw-B8pEUvV7QQxC-FLSek-yVHJG4ahnCmp-A&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; data-original-height=&quot;600&quot; data-original-width=&quot;277&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiDvgrmh_ane0UlvjmyOgPzRM5DRE3gf2GS4uJlVvQv2f1lweXt2L8WLm4khjNekx0vEgU4Jqm_G1JZg5a15ToW-J5jj3rJd1zlZWHAiTGT3JXGZd54qK8dO27knPoaqf1nXwfim49iN502mojw-B8pEUvV7QQxC-FLSek-yVHJG4ahnCmp-A&quot; width=&quot;111&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;The last few times I ran, by minute 14 my pulse was around 131 bpm. This time, at minute 14 my pulse was at 123! Seriously, it was taking so long to increase that I thought my heart rate monitor wasn’t on properly. So far, low and slow (with the occasional speed work) seems to be working! It’s especially surprising since I’ve done so little exercise over the past two weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #050505;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Tonight I&#39;m scheduled to do this for 40 minutes if possible. Let&#39;s see if I can actually handle it. Will report back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillwaitingfortherunnershigh.blogspot.com/feeds/617153200705365776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillwaitingfortherunnershigh.blogspot.com/2023/01/low-and-slow-appears-to-be-working.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4081975/posts/default/617153200705365776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4081975/posts/default/617153200705365776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillwaitingfortherunnershigh.blogspot.com/2023/01/low-and-slow-appears-to-be-working.html' title='Low and Slow Appears to Be Working!!'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15735718470496028866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjULTmNmvCRFrQTFW-QqIN0fmYbAi6qEwotjXAwAx7AfQ_svT0ZXf_kt5AcmYh-VoCvvhyuqej2cXrY5lEwnSP2c9tm9R116TVIMQ11e3ez8wOOln-Cue1uhh2sovLHYFbR5DCsYJtawx1vhEOZPttwwjQPsO5Juv9kVObQdM0SNPueCjoljg=s72-c" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081975.post-2168224623720333379</id><published>2022-12-20T23:11:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2022-12-20T23:12:23.949-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I signed up for the Cherry Blossom 10 Miler — again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;OK, so a lot has happened since I last posted.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I met a girl.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I moved in with her — PAST the Beltway (ugh).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I got a full time job with benefits making podcasts about the law! For a living!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;I got married!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’M HAVING A BABY IN TWO WEEKS!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Longtime readers of Still Waiting will know that these things just sort of don’t happen for me. I’m the guy who jumps from temp job to temp job, waiting for something to hit… and, yes, the guy who jumps from girl to girl, waiting to find the mythical Perfect Human Being.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, I guess I’m finally maturing. Things are happening for me. And yet there’s one thing I have never been able to do:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Actually run the Cherry Blossom 10 Mile Run.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This year, things are different. I bought a treadmill. I’ve jogged 7 times over the past two weeks. I have a plan. &lt;i&gt;And&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;I am going to use the Maffetone method, which means I must keep my heart rate around 132, which is RIDICULOUSLY slow. Like, I was “jogging” at 3 miles an hour tonight. It was practically just running in place. They say it will eventually become less stupid, and that my speed will increase, and I’ll be able to go the distance, etc. We’ll see. For now I feel like an idiot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But! I also feel energetic, and excited, and like this is something I can actually do. I had to stop a couple of times in the half hour I jogged tonight, because (as usual) my calves tightened up. But it wasn’t that bad, and it’s getting easier.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At this point it seems like the most likely thing that could derail my fitness is the new baby. But I will keep trying!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Keep it up, Schwartzie!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYBCWpVL93t2mPIgaMd1R-tN7ZWTXQL-SKXfoGrWnJNtAAUyd7nMk7rOURcQ0l0WQ0OhgDC6kje7aqjrsuJbBNgeuRhChFxzocuhhWDHTS84K7Xjw22WxTjdu2j3j-LBL_gUIKWhSouCIMi7G4q0Dzu2HELuTqBJznlWzsKpZQc43-6oo0iQ/s1089/A6036FF3-E5E6-41B9-A9E2-BC476F9E0E01.jpeg&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;1088&quot; data-original-width=&quot;1089&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYBCWpVL93t2mPIgaMd1R-tN7ZWTXQL-SKXfoGrWnJNtAAUyd7nMk7rOURcQ0l0WQ0OhgDC6kje7aqjrsuJbBNgeuRhChFxzocuhhWDHTS84K7Xjw22WxTjdu2j3j-LBL_gUIKWhSouCIMi7G4q0Dzu2HELuTqBJznlWzsKpZQc43-6oo0iQ/s320/A6036FF3-E5E6-41B9-A9E2-BC476F9E0E01.jpeg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillwaitingfortherunnershigh.blogspot.com/feeds/2168224623720333379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillwaitingfortherunnershigh.blogspot.com/2022/12/i-signed-up-for-cherry-blossom-10-miler.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4081975/posts/default/2168224623720333379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4081975/posts/default/2168224623720333379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillwaitingfortherunnershigh.blogspot.com/2022/12/i-signed-up-for-cherry-blossom-10-miler.html' title='I signed up for the Cherry Blossom 10 Miler — again!'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15735718470496028866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYBCWpVL93t2mPIgaMd1R-tN7ZWTXQL-SKXfoGrWnJNtAAUyd7nMk7rOURcQ0l0WQ0OhgDC6kje7aqjrsuJbBNgeuRhChFxzocuhhWDHTS84K7Xjw22WxTjdu2j3j-LBL_gUIKWhSouCIMi7G4q0Dzu2HELuTqBJznlWzsKpZQc43-6oo0iQ/s72-c/A6036FF3-E5E6-41B9-A9E2-BC476F9E0E01.jpeg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081975.post-5674622448568903368</id><published>2020-10-31T13:18:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2020-10-31T13:19:04.878-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Good Graph</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA7rm72YdfI90FVWmx8_yFXW9gsy01oiQ3Vw2ZR1HXbtKdwNG4ZjdQUcIgJ3mrhcVQulQA5-tYNVn9DKM1kJeC9EXjKxHUYd8yVzLQBI0udr8JCo2yBQEI9GDdt-ON5kTPNxfg/&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; data-original-height=&quot;1913&quot; data-original-width=&quot;1125&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA7rm72YdfI90FVWmx8_yFXW9gsy01oiQ3Vw2ZR1HXbtKdwNG4ZjdQUcIgJ3mrhcVQulQA5-tYNVn9DKM1kJeC9EXjKxHUYd8yVzLQBI0udr8JCo2yBQEI9GDdt-ON5kTPNxfg/w378-h640/IMG_1397.jpeg&quot; width=&quot;378&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I crossed the 200 pound threshold in August, and I&#39;ve been hovering around 197±2!&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The downward slope has slowed a bit over the past month, as I&#39;m getting closer to my goal weight. But I&#39;m back on track, and almost down to 195!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;190 nears....&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillwaitingfortherunnershigh.blogspot.com/feeds/5674622448568903368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillwaitingfortherunnershigh.blogspot.com/2020/10/a-good-graph.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4081975/posts/default/5674622448568903368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4081975/posts/default/5674622448568903368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillwaitingfortherunnershigh.blogspot.com/2020/10/a-good-graph.html' title='A Good Graph'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15735718470496028866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA7rm72YdfI90FVWmx8_yFXW9gsy01oiQ3Vw2ZR1HXbtKdwNG4ZjdQUcIgJ3mrhcVQulQA5-tYNVn9DKM1kJeC9EXjKxHUYd8yVzLQBI0udr8JCo2yBQEI9GDdt-ON5kTPNxfg/s72-w378-h640-c/IMG_1397.jpeg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081975.post-8431318641772041376</id><published>2020-08-01T18:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2020-08-01T18:10:46.197-04:00</updated><title type='text'>LOG</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;TODAY&#39;S WEIGHT: 202.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meals:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Coffee with hazelnut creamer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Toast and butter with fresh tomatoes from the garden :)&amp;nbsp; (and a drizzle of olive oil)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Protein shake with milk&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Carrots and hummus&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Greek yogurt with blackberries/blueberries/nectarine/cherry and a sprinkle of walnuts and granola&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not bad, Schwartz! And plenty of energy throughout the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don&#39;t stuff your face tonight, and you might actually get back below 200 before the month is out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss tennis. I wish my friends were around to play. Hopefully will get to play more this week.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillwaitingfortherunnershigh.blogspot.com/feeds/8431318641772041376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillwaitingfortherunnershigh.blogspot.com/2020/08/log.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4081975/posts/default/8431318641772041376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4081975/posts/default/8431318641772041376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillwaitingfortherunnershigh.blogspot.com/2020/08/log.html' title='LOG'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15735718470496028866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081975.post-4865268184258740428</id><published>2020-07-19T13:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2020-07-19T13:31:33.659-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I&#39;m still here!</title><content type='html'>HELLO FRIENDS&lt;br /&gt;
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I am still here. I&#39;ve been hovering between 203-208 pounds for a while, which is fine, but I&#39;ve wanted to get back below 200 for some time. It&#39;s my white whale.&lt;br /&gt;
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I just wanted to log on to say that I think I have made a breakthrough! Seeing that lots of healthy people eat Greek yogurt, I picked up many varieties at the store to try them. They were tasty! And when I took my vanilla greek yogurt and added blackberries and walnuts to it, it was VERY tasty!&lt;br /&gt;
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It also keeps me full for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lately I&#39;ve been having coffee with flavored creamer for breakfast (yeah, yeah, I know), and a turkey sandwich with guacamole for lunch (guacamole keeps me full!). I&#39;ve also been trying to exercise a lot more — luckily I have been able to successfully recruit more friends into my tennis games. :) Staying in shape is easy when it&#39;s fun!&lt;br /&gt;
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LAST NIGHT I was planning to order a chicken teriyaki dish with lots of noodles, but I realized after my tennis match that I just wasn&#39;t that hungry. So I just had a mint chocolate Greek yogurt offering, which was quite tasty. Followed it up with a mini bag of healthy popcorn. This morning I was at 202! 200 nears...&lt;br /&gt;
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ALSO, I&#39;ve gotten into Perrier. I used to have a beer or two every night, but they didn&#39;t do anything for me (my alcohol tolerance has always been too high). So I realized that if I switch out one beer a night for some lime or peach Perrier, that will save 150 calories a day. Spread out over the course of a year, that&#39;s FIFTEEN POUNDS.&lt;br /&gt;
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Is that really how easy this is? Just cut out one beer a day and lose 15 pounds in a year? Check back to find out.....</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillwaitingfortherunnershigh.blogspot.com/feeds/4865268184258740428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillwaitingfortherunnershigh.blogspot.com/2020/07/im-still-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4081975/posts/default/4865268184258740428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4081975/posts/default/4865268184258740428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillwaitingfortherunnershigh.blogspot.com/2020/07/im-still-here.html' title='I&#39;m still here!'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09261194958149097177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/122/268228991_fe405bce0c_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081975.post-7319931936219215435</id><published>2018-12-31T17:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2018-12-31T17:51:42.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I worked out 111 times in 2018!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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The new year is upon us again, and so I wanted to look back at my accomplishments in 2018. As you can see, my new year&#39;s resolution last year kept me going to the gym fairly regularly... for at least the first few months! My strength training workouts gradually tapered off until they became almost nonexistent during the summer. I have no idea what caused this gradual disinterest in growing my muscles. Luckily, in June and July I was on the bike a LOT... maybe too much, as in August I didn&#39;t do ANYTHING. Was it just too hot? Was I working too much and had no time for exercise? I have no idea what happened; all I know is that I managed a measly two bike rides the whole month (both on the same day -- a there-and-back sort of thing, no doubt). And NOTHING else! (Other than a strenuous tennis match halfway through the month, which admittedly did burn a ton of calories, but I only did it because my dad begged me to get out there.)&lt;br /&gt;
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In September, I clearly took stock of my inactivity, and vowed to get back to work. I went to the gym regularly that month, and even started jogging! In fact, it turns out I actually don&#39;t hate jogging, especially when I do it with friends. So throughout the fall, I jogged regularly with my buddies.&lt;br /&gt;
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I can&#39;t tell you how encouraging it is to go jogging with friends, especially when you are all equally bad. We joked about how bad we were as we lumbered around the track, and we sang songs of motivation, and we stretched together and laughed together and collapsed together. It was delightful. And it built up my endurance to the point where I can actually try to attempt jogging for real, on my own, with an eye toward something I haven&#39;t done in 10 years. (More on that soon.)&lt;br /&gt;
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December was a tough month, because I&#39;m a singer and December is always incredibly busy. But as I mentioned last time, I actually managed to jog 20 minutes without stopping last week, and I am NOT resting on my laurels. Later this week I will attempt a 25 minute jog. With luck, I am finally close to being able to jog for 30 minutes without walking. And when that happens, it&#39;s a whole new world. (Insert Aladdin music.)&lt;br /&gt;
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All in all, I am happy with my track record (ha!) this year, but there is clear room for improvement next year. My goal is to become Somebody Who Runs (note the title of this blog), and I&#39;m also going to try to ensure that I don&#39;t hit the springtime slump again.&lt;br /&gt;
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To fitness! :-)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillwaitingfortherunnershigh.blogspot.com/feeds/7319931936219215435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillwaitingfortherunnershigh.blogspot.com/2018/12/i-worked-out-111-times-in-2018.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4081975/posts/default/7319931936219215435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4081975/posts/default/7319931936219215435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillwaitingfortherunnershigh.blogspot.com/2018/12/i-worked-out-111-times-in-2018.html' title='I worked out 111 times in 2018!'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15735718470496028866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCYeqU5rRxxYpiYMUgnNBh33IzbPTAM577Lv0CfiZmJNF9fBaCk16bDLhkrS4oRyKQv6BNJqF41J7RBv_ksFG0W_NdSrEa_pMQrhnPwTjnRp09ySuP1fyT7IniPcakpJrDafyp/s72-c/2018-workouts.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081975.post-6267782473461312035</id><published>2018-12-27T15:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2018-12-27T15:13:59.402-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I ran for 20 minutes without stopping!!!</title><content type='html'>I had been doing semi-regular track workouts with friends, easy jog/walks -- jog 3 minutes, walk 1, repeat 4... repeat 5... repeat 6... then up to 4/1... 5/2... 5/1...&lt;br /&gt;
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This morning, instead of doing the intervals, I just decided, &lt;i&gt;Ah the hell with it, let&#39;s see how far I can go?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Before I knew it, 10 minutes had passed! Then 12! 15! 18!&lt;br /&gt;
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TWO MORE MINUTES I CAN DO THIS &lt;b&gt;COME ON SCHWARTZ&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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And I did it! 20 minutes, at an average pace of 12 minutes per mile (including a fair number of neighborhood hills).&lt;br /&gt;
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This is the first time in YEARS I have run 20 minutes without stopping. I&#39;m going to have to check the archives, but I&#39;d guess you have to go back 10 years to find a similar triumph.&lt;br /&gt;
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And THEN at work, instead of mid-day chips, I had a major craving for broccoli. So I went to the cafeteria and got broccoli.&lt;br /&gt;
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Onward! :-)&lt;br /&gt;
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It’s funny how an offhanded comment can get you to really think about your choices. I was telling my young Roommate how easy it is to gain a half a pound a Month, and after 10 years, that’s 60 pounds! I was telling him that when people get married, often times they just give up.&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-converted-space&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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He responded: “When did you give up?”&lt;/div&gt;
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The funny thing is, he wasn’t trying to be mean or even funny! I think he thought, OK here is a guy who is a little bit overweight, approaching 40, hasn’t been married… So I wonder when he stopped trying?&lt;/div&gt;
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So, let’s start trying again. Back on the wagon. This morning so far I have had a couple cups of coffee and two eggs on toast. I just learned how to make scrambled eggs incredibly creamy, and now the eggs are delicious and taste like they have cream and cheese in them, even though all I did was cook it on the lowest heat. They almost spread over the toast like butter! I am going to really enjoy my eggs in the morning from now on. :-)&lt;/div&gt;
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Now I am off into the garage to do a workout – maybe leg day? Maybe back and biceps? (Editor&#39;s note: It ended up being leg day.) My last weightlifting session was two days ago. Before that, my last was five weeks ago. Far too long.&lt;/div&gt;
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I recently went on some very nice hikes through the forest.&amp;nbsp; I want to find nature walks around here. Last night I walked 2 miles through the neighborhood while listening to an oral argument for the podcast. I like walking. It’s a way to keep active and to burn some calories and also I like that it helps me think.&lt;/div&gt;
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I have all the ingredients for a healthy life… I just have to start using them! I think the main key, in addition to all this, will be not to stuff my face. Is very easy to do that when I am surrounded by stuff I love, so I have to make sure that stuff is not in the house. :-)&lt;/div&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillwaitingfortherunnershigh.blogspot.com/feeds/6729462183032695890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillwaitingfortherunnershigh.blogspot.com/2018/09/kickstarted-by-offhanded-comment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4081975/posts/default/6729462183032695890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4081975/posts/default/6729462183032695890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillwaitingfortherunnershigh.blogspot.com/2018/09/kickstarted-by-offhanded-comment.html' title='Kickstarted by an Offhanded Comment'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15735718470496028866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiix__VhWuM-Sq3XXYR734nxmJ8XWMwaLI4HDivnaL9LglKqhwmoFlMNaSy9XLUENVMzmOtMKqQhCcqChYCDyuo3nWJrKrkvwPldnwuVP4-63SFZ6-A8IQvvnbI8R64aLQ-veK3/s72-c/Image.jpeg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081975.post-5986344611771960487</id><published>2017-06-25T17:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2017-09-05T09:45:20.862-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My absence is a good thing</title><content type='html'>I feel like I should explain my nearly three-year absence.&lt;br /&gt;
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Simply put... I figured it out. I figured out how to get down to 200 pounds and below. (At one point, for a minute, I even got under 190!)&lt;br /&gt;
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Basically, this is the meal plan that leads to my best self:&lt;br /&gt;
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Breakfast is typically light, consisting sometimes of fruit (berries or grapes, usually), and nuts (almonds, usually). Sometimes I&#39;ll have a couple eggs with toast. These days I&#39;m really partial to avocado toast -- it&#39;s delicious and healthy and keeps me full for hours. This morning, for instance, I toasted a piece of whole wheat bread with coconut oil, cut up half an avocado, sprinkled a little bit of garlic/salt/cayenne powder, and put a small handful of chia seeds on it. It was &lt;i&gt;delicious!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I also have a lot of coffee for breakfast, which helps suppress my appetite for hours. If I have access to good cold brew, I&#39;ll drink that. I love it because it doesn&#39;t need any cream; just a little Splenda. So I have this extremely low-calorie drink that keeps me full. (I also often have 7-11 coffee with lots of flavored creamers, which admittedly is a bad habit and I&#39;m trying to get away from it.)&lt;br /&gt;
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Lunch is basically whatever I want. Sometimes I get a Chipotle burrito. Sometimes I get a burger from Five Guys. Sometimes I get a curry chicken platter. I &lt;i&gt;try&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;not to stuff my face with really unhealthy stuff like a bunch of french fries, but this is mostly just because having lots of starchy carbs during the middle of the day makes me super sleepy. That&#39;s another thing I&#39;ve noticed: The less food I eat, the more energy I have that day and the next day. Note that this only works down to a point; if I restrict my calories too much, I&#39;m lethargic and foggy. Same with restricting my carbs too much (I&#39;m still rolling my eyes over the one week I spent last year on the &quot;keto&quot; diet, ugh).&lt;br /&gt;
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When I worked near a Sweetgreen, I went there for lunch most days, and the pounds came right off. I do miss Sweetgreen.&lt;br /&gt;
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During the day, if I get peckish, I&#39;ll have some almonds or berries. Or, if there are treats out at work, I&#39;ll often have one - but just a little. One cookie. A small piece of cake. I tend to skip the donuts these days; they just don&#39;t make me feel great.&lt;br /&gt;
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The exception to the &quot;eat whatever I want for lunch&quot; rule comes when I know I&#39;m having a big dinner that night. If I&#39;m going out with friends, for instance, I&#39;ll have something light (like Sweetgreen, if it&#39;s available). Then I&#39;ll feel free to enjoy myself at night. But the key is I can only have a big meal for ONE of my three main meals. If I eat big at two meals, I gain weight. If I don&#39;t eat big at any meals, I often never achieve a feeling of satiety, and so I don&#39;t feel content, and after a few days of that it leads to bingeing.&lt;br /&gt;
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On a typical day, when I&#39;m not going out with friends, I will have a light dinner. A couple times a week I like to make my classic stir fry, which consists of lots of veggies (broccoli, snow peas, mushrooms, jalapeños, etc), sauteed in olive/sesame oil, with a protein of some sort, and chia seeds, all on a bed of &lt;a href=&quot;http://stillwaitingfortherunnershigh.blogspot.com/2008/04/miracle-noodles-are-simply-divine.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Miracle Noodles&lt;/a&gt;. Sometimes I&#39;ll wrap that in big lettuce wraps.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sometimes I&#39;ll just have lettuce wraps with chicken sausage and a little bit of hot sauce. Sometimes I&#39;ll have a can of soup. Generally, I try to keep my dinner to around 600 calories or less.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sometimes, I will drink at night. Often, this will consist of a bottle or two of beer, or a glass or three of wine. Sometimes, if I&#39;m still full from lunch, all I&#39;ll have for dinner is beer. This is particularly true when pumpkin beer season begins, and I can savor my &lt;a href=&quot;http://schlafly.com/beers/styles/pumpkin-ale/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Schlafly Pumpkin Ale&lt;/a&gt;. ☺&lt;br /&gt;
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I really try not to order a pizza for dinner, because I inevitably eat the whole thing, and I gain several pounds in water weight that take days to come off, and I feel awful about myself. Same with Chinese. I&#39;ve learned that whatever is placed in front of me, I will eat everything. So the key is often just to make sure the food is not placed in front of me to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;
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And that&#39;s about it. It&#39;s a fairly simply plan, and it affords me flexibility. There is also a major component of just listening to my body. Am I having a craving for protein? Fill my body with protein. Do I want beets? Roast beets and eat them with goat cheese crumbles! (An absolute favorite meal, which I only discovered this year.) Does my body really want dark leafy greens? Eat dark leafy greens.&lt;br /&gt;
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These are &lt;i&gt;true &lt;/i&gt;cravings. My true cravings never lead to pizza. They never lead to donuts. If I really want those things, that is a &lt;i&gt;false&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;craving, often a result of poor eating which throws my body all out of whack.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now, I do have what I will call &lt;i&gt;emotional&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;cravings. These aren&#39;t necessarily a bad thing. For instance, I&#39;ll be back in Michigan next week. When I&#39;m in Michigan, I always get certain foods. They bring me a sense of joy and nostalgia, and they are &lt;i&gt;damn&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;tasty. You will absolutely find me at Sy Thai and Buddy&#39;s Pizza next week. Maybe Sila&#39;s Pizza. I won&#39;t be stuffing my face. But I will be enjoying my visit. I probably won&#39;t gain much weight next week, but I &lt;i&gt;definitely&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;won&#39;t lose any. ☺&lt;br /&gt;
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By following this &quot;plan,&quot; the weight melts off. I&#39;m hovering right around 200 pounds now (I was 199 yesterday, 201 today, and by next week I&#39;ll probably be 198). I&#39;d love to get down to 190, and go from there. But I&#39;m happy where I am now.&lt;br /&gt;
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I told them I didn&#39;t care. &quot;I won&#39;t ride if I&#39;m not comfortable. Then efficiency will mean nothing.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;Well,&quot; he said after swapping for a more upright angled stem, &quot;we can&#39;t get the handlebars any higher.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;What about a stem riser?&quot; I asked.&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;Well... I GUESS that would work,&quot; he said.&lt;br /&gt;
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Me: &quot;Is there any reason -- besides &#39;efficiency&#39; -- why a stem riser is not a good idea?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Him (thoughtful pause): &quot;Aesthetics?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Yep. That&#39;s what it came down to. This guy couldn&#39;t comprehend the idea of someone who wanted a bike that fit, that looked, a little different. It would look weird. So much for the wants and needs of the customer.&lt;br /&gt;
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I eventually convinced him we are going with a stem riser. He reluctantly agreed. I picked one up on amazon and brought it to him the next day. He threw it on the bike and told me to go ride it for a few minutes and then we can tweak.&lt;br /&gt;
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I left the shop and rode across Key Bridge. And within about twenty feet, I got this huge grin on my face, and I actually started laughing, because the fit was so perfect! I was more upright, and more comfortable, and I could look ahead without straining my neck upward... This was all I wanted!&lt;br /&gt;
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I rode four miles to Reagan airport and called the bike store. Congratulations, I told them. It&#39;s fixed. I won&#39;t be returning. :)&lt;br /&gt;
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It&#39;s been about a week and I still love the fit, although I do plan to tilt my seat nose upward a bit, as I&#39;ve found myself sliding forward a bit too much. So we&#39;re still dialing in the mythical *perfect* fit... but even as it stands now, I&#39;m extremely pleased.&lt;br /&gt;
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I got a new bike! It&#39;s a Trek 520, which is made for touring but I&#39;m also told is great for commuting. I was going to get a Trek 7.4 FX, which is a hybrid fitness bike, but when I mentioned to the salesperson that I dream of riding the trail all the way to Pennsylvania -- and maybe even riding cross country one day -- he steered me directly to the Trek 520. &quot;THIS is the bike you want,&quot; he said. The 2013 model was on sale, and I saved more than $200. I love the color -- the dark olive/bronze is so classy!&lt;br /&gt;
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It&#39;s a beautiful bike -- and very different than what I&#39;m used to. I&#39;ve never ridden a bike with drop bars before, and frankly the position is all wrong for me. They said I&#39;m supposed to ride on the hoods (the part up by the brakes), but I feel so stretched out there. It&#39;s not very comfortable. They say I&#39;ll &quot;get used to it.&quot; The store manager did a fitting, watched me ride and said he would even suggest a longer stem that pushes the handlebar out farther, getting me lower. &quot;It will be much more comfortable, trust me.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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NO! I trust no one. I know how I like to ride, dammit. I&#39;m an upright guy. I like to see the scenery. Drag? Inefficient pedaling? Meh. Not important to me. I&#39;m not trying to win a race. I do, however, have a vested interest in staying comfortable. If I&#39;m not comfortable, I won&#39;t ride.&lt;br /&gt;
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I did a quick 10 miles this morning, and while I&#39;m sure I could get used to the more aggressive position, I can&#39;t imagine ever really &lt;i&gt;liking &lt;/i&gt;it. I found myself on the flats (the top bar) most of the time, which was better but still not as high or comfortable as my hybrid was. Plus there&#39;s no brakes up there, so it&#39;s less safe.&lt;br /&gt;
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And so! I will be modifying this otherwise very nice bike. I&#39;ve ordered a Brooks B67 saddle, which is made for an upright position, and is said to be supremely comfortable. I&#39;ll be ordering new pedals. And, most importantly, I&#39;ll be taking the bike back into the shop to put in a new stem with a higher angle. That should raise the handlebars an inch or two, and bring them closer, so I&#39;m not as stretched out. If that&#39;s not enough, I&#39;ll install a stem riser. And if, on the long tours through the countryside, I find the need for a more aerodynamic position or one that lets me pedal more strongly, I&#39;ll just get into the drops, which will still be pretty low and stretched out.&lt;br /&gt;
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I&#39;m very excited because I know this bike CAN and WILL be awesome! But the frame is SO different than what I am used to, with the handlebars SO far forward, that I need to make some serious adjustments before said awesomeness will thrive. For comparison sake, here&#39;s an animated GIF showing how much farther the new handlebars are than my old ones were. Yeeeeeeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillwaitingfortherunnershigh.blogspot.com/feeds/1474067736214879161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillwaitingfortherunnershigh.blogspot.com/2014/07/my-new-bike-will-take-me-across-country.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4081975/posts/default/1474067736214879161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4081975/posts/default/1474067736214879161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillwaitingfortherunnershigh.blogspot.com/2014/07/my-new-bike-will-take-me-across-country.html' title='My New Bike Will Take Me Across the Country! ...as soon as it fits right'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15735718470496028866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQKbH3HrNt7FuRzhhALhhTDeJlsJ-xar2RXp5y4NMvxpyRyJKNNgaYM9bnSn2_NNt2zWMEjPoCXsvtj_orKQf9oBGatfH_cncQPcorUDIZ9ifwZj643cyjOEtGZeXlEYBhrjVy/s72-c/trek520.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081975.post-2355563617776159454</id><published>2014-06-30T22:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2014-06-30T22:22:02.795-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Still on track!</title><content type='html'>One month later, and I&#39;m still on track to hit 200 somewhere around the beginning of August!&lt;br /&gt;
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That is with a &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;conservative weight loss of about 1 pound per week.&lt;br /&gt;
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Following this diet is proving pretty easy. I no longer have cravings for fattening food like pizza or Chinese! And when I do indulge, it turns out no longer to give me the pleasure it used to. I went to the movies the other day and ordered a movie theater popcorn with butter... and it was &lt;i&gt;okay&lt;/i&gt;, but I felt like crap for the rest of the day, and on balance it certainly wasn&#39;t worth the calories. I&#39;m thinking of just packing a bunch of grapes and berries the next time I go to the movies -- that&#39;s infinitely more delicious.&lt;br /&gt;
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You&#39;ll see a period of about a week where my weight stayed in the 208 range. That&#39;s when I was on vacation in Michigan, partaking of all my old favorites (Sy Thai, Buddy&#39;s Pizza, etc). As soon as I got back to DC, I got back to my (mostly) healthy eating ways that makes me feel so much better.&lt;br /&gt;
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So! 200 pounds is well within reach, and this time I&#39;m not stopping once I get there!!! If this pace continues, I&#39;ll be back to my pre-law school weight by the fall. What a miracle that would be!&lt;br /&gt;
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I still let myself eat the more fattening food I sometimes prefer, but I have found that when I overeat – an entire pizza, or an entire gigantic Kung Pao lunch special -- I feel like crap. So I try to limit portion size there, and I try not to have that stuff too much.&lt;br /&gt;
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Is it working? Take a look at the graph. If I can keep it up, I&#39;ll be below 200 in no time. Will see if I can keep this up, but it isn&#39;t too hard, and I like the way I feel, and my old clothing from nearly a decade ago is fitting me again. (I&#39;m glad I kept it!)&lt;br /&gt;
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Tonight I went on my first run in about two years. It was pretty cold, somewhere in the low 30s. My plan was to jog until my heart rate hit 160, walk till it got below 130, rinse and repeat. I also brought &quot;The Stick&quot; in case my legs tightened up -- which they did after the third running session. I spent a couple minutes on my calves, and by then my pulse was down below 130 so I set off again.&lt;/div&gt;
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I felt good. My calves were feeling better and my form was much better. I found myself picking up the pace. My pulse quickly hit 160, but I didn&#39;t care. I was going to push this one. 165, 170, 175, and I showed no signs of stopping. I was breathing hard, sprinting ahead, holding the Stick in my right hand like it was a baton and I was on the last leg of a relay race.&lt;/div&gt;
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I crossed 180. Usually I&#39;d pull back around now, but tonight I didn&#39;t want to. Before the run, I had estimated that my max heart rate was about 186 -- and I wanted to see if that was true. 182, 184, 186... 187! I held it there for a couple more seconds, before I felt my body pulling back. 187 -- the hardest I&#39;d pushed things in years.* I walked the quarter mile back to my apartment, tired yet energized all at once.&lt;/div&gt;
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100 days to go.&lt;/div&gt;
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*Even when biking 13 miles to work, I never got my pulse that high; the highest I usually pushed it was into the mid-170s. There was one time a month or two ago, however, when I decided to sprint up the entire Dupont Circle escalator. I wasn&#39;t wearing a heart rate monitor, but I probably got very close to 187 that day too.&lt;br /&gt;
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**If you click through to the web site, you may notice my pace was pitifully slow. This is normal.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Anyway I am just working on conditioning right now. Speed will come...... eventually.&lt;/div&gt;
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The Brompton has been showing up in my dreams. That&#39;s how badly my subconscious wants it. In last night&#39;s dream, I had just returned from a choir trip and I decided to head by BicycleSPACE to store my regular sized bike there while I walked around. That&#39;s when they told me that, as it happened, the Bromptons had just arrived that morning! &quot;ARE YOU F&#39;ING KIDDING ME?&quot; said I. They asked if I wanted to come to the store room and unbox them. YES.&lt;br /&gt;
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Then, in a bit of dream logic, we ended up playing basketball in an attached gym. I kept slipping on the floor because I was only wearing socks. Then I woke up &lt;i&gt;without seeing my new bike.&lt;/i&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillwaitingfortherunnershigh.blogspot.com/feeds/281038724042213604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillwaitingfortherunnershigh.blogspot.com/2013/05/still-waiting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4081975/posts/default/281038724042213604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4081975/posts/default/281038724042213604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillwaitingfortherunnershigh.blogspot.com/2013/05/still-waiting.html' title='Still Waiting...'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15735718470496028866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081975.post-4674054660269292486</id><published>2013-03-30T17:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-31T00:35:27.527-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One Month and Counting...</title><content type='html'>I&#39;ve ordered a Brompton. It&#39;s a folding bicycle, and it&#39;s going to change my life. And yes, I am a wee bit obsessed. &amp;nbsp;But I hear that&#39;s what happens to people once they stumble onto these things, realize what they are, and what they can do, and how they can make everything so much easier.&lt;br /&gt;
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For the uninitiated, Bromptons are full-sized bikes made in the UK that can fold up in about 10-15 seconds to a package a little less than 2 feet by 2 feet by 10 inches. This puts them neatly into the &quot;carry on luggage&quot; category, and as such they are allowed on the Metro during rush hour. I can&#39;t tell you how many times I&#39;ve &lt;i&gt;planned &lt;/i&gt;to ride to work in the morning, but when I wake up I&#39;m too tired, so I just Metro in instead. And because my current bike is full-sized, I can&#39;t take it onto the Metro with me until after 10 a.m., which is too late. So I&#39;m left for the day without a bike, and thus unable to bike BACK home, and so I have gone the whole day without a nice long bike ride, which is bad for my waistline and my attitude. I need that ride -- it centers me.&lt;br /&gt;
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After reading a ton about them online, I went to go see them in person at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://bicyclespacedc.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Bicycle Space&lt;/a&gt;. I took a few test rides around the block with various models, and found my favorite -- an &quot;H6R,&quot; meaning it&#39;s a six-speed high handlebar model with a rear rack.&lt;br /&gt;
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The store let me borrow a demo model and use it for a couple days. It was pretty awesome! I was able to:&lt;br /&gt;
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Bring it inside and put it under my table at Starbucks!&lt;br /&gt;
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Ride 13 miles home on the Capital Crescent Trail!&lt;br /&gt;
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About the only thing I didn&#39;t like about it was the stock saddle, which is fine for a couple miles in the city, but frankly is pretty uncomfortable after a 13 mile ride. It was so bad that even with all the Brompton&#39;s merits, I wasn&#39;t sure if I wanted to go through with it. That is, until I went back to the store and tried one with a different saddle, the Brooks B17. Here&#39;s my final test ride:&lt;br /&gt;
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So, I placed my order for the H6R with a Brooks saddle, using the extended seatpost (for taller chaps), and I also picked up a C-Bag which will sit on the front luggage block. Here&#39;s a mock-up of my new bike, complete with some Go Blue Cheer!&lt;br /&gt;
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It&#39;s a custom bike, so they have to make it from scratch, and it&#39;s scheduled to get here in ONE MONTH. I cannot wait, and every day I notice times when having my Brompton would be so convenient. For instance, I had biked to rehearsal on my full-sized bike, and I was pretty tired and wanted to just metro home. But because it was 5 pm, aka &quot;Peak of the Peak,&quot; there was no way a Metro worker would let me take my bike on the train. For that I&#39;d have to wait until 7 pm. So I ended up, in my exhausted state, &lt;a href=&quot;http://ridewithgps.com/trips/1205965&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;biking uphill 7 miles&lt;/a&gt; to get home. Yeah, it was my exercise for the day, but I&#39;d really rather have had the option to Metro. With my folding bike I&#39;ll be able to!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillwaitingfortherunnershigh.blogspot.com/feeds/4674054660269292486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillwaitingfortherunnershigh.blogspot.com/2013/03/one-month-and-counting.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4081975/posts/default/4674054660269292486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4081975/posts/default/4674054660269292486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillwaitingfortherunnershigh.blogspot.com/2013/03/one-month-and-counting.html' title='One Month and Counting...'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15735718470496028866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081975.post-3308916549611699680</id><published>2013-02-27T01:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2013-02-27T01:16:59.372-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting for Spring</title><content type='html'>I told myself I would be the kind of bike commuter who rides to work during the winter months. I knew it would be cold, but I prepared with lots of gear. I went on an Amazon shopping spree for gloves and balaclavas and toe warmers and everything. I was ready. Yet I didn&#39;t anticipate just how cold it gets, just how dark it would be, just how difficult the weather would be. Snow, I could deal with. But DC hasn&#39;t gotten a lot of snow this year; instead we get cold, icy rain. There is NOTHING worse than icy rain -- not only is it super uncomfortable, it&#39;s also slippery (as my skinned arm and ripped cycling jacket can attest to). And the wind! It turns out 20 mph steady winds are doable, but those gusts of up to 35 mph are not, especially when it&#39;s 30 degrees outside.&lt;br /&gt;
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I&#39;ve barely ridden 20 miles this month.&lt;br /&gt;
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I long for Spring. As the days slowly inch toward warmth, as the sun stays out slightly longer each day, I realize that we&#39;re just a few weeks away. Soon temperatures in the morning will be around 50 degrees, which is so comfortable for biking. Anything greater is just icing on the cake. I won&#39;t have to wear gloves anymore, and my outer layer can get ever lighter until one day, a few months from now, it will be 90 degrees and the breeze on the bike will provide sweet, sweet relief.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillwaitingfortherunnershigh.blogspot.com/feeds/3308916549611699680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillwaitingfortherunnershigh.blogspot.com/2013/02/waiting-for-spring.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4081975/posts/default/3308916549611699680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4081975/posts/default/3308916549611699680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillwaitingfortherunnershigh.blogspot.com/2013/02/waiting-for-spring.html' title='Waiting for Spring'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15735718470496028866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081975.post-5277261872595148688</id><published>2012-12-26T12:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-12-26T12:32:53.932-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hitching a Ride</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I&#39;ll ride my bike to work on a Friday, but because I don&#39;t like to ride 26 miles in one day, I&#39;ll leave it there instead of riding it back home. When that happens, I often drive to the office the next day and bring my bike home on my trunk! Back in the spring I picked up a &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B000ELUXFC/ref=wms_ohs_product&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;trunk mount rack&lt;/a&gt; from Amazon, and it&#39;s proved mighty handy when I just Can&#39;t Be Bothered to ride back. Here it is!&lt;br /&gt;
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I&#39;m doing a lot better this month. With almost half the month complete, I have ridden close to 50 miles. It&#39;s not nearly as momentous as what I achieved during the summer, but then, I didn&#39;t have to bundle up with five layers and toe warmers during the summer! This morning I rode 13 miles to work -- impressive considering I&#39;d left both pairs of gloves at the office. What did I do? I wore socks on my hands. Not the most stylish, but it worked in a pinch.&lt;br /&gt;
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It had been a week since I last went riding. I really wanted to go sooner, but my Bionx crapped out on me, and it turns out riding to work without it is not nearly as fun. I can do it, sure, but it takes about 20 minutes longer. And that &quot;quick&quot; 4 mile jaunt from work to rehearsal at the church? It takes a lot longer than 20 minutes when you have to manually power up a 5% incline for at least half a mile! It&#39;s hills like that that really make me miss my pedal-assist.&lt;br /&gt;
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Luckily, my dealer dropped off a spare system while mine is in the shop. He is without a doubt &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.yelp.com/biz/green-pedals-annapolis&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;the best shop-owner I have ever dealt with&lt;/a&gt;, installing the entire system for free, and then making two housecalls to help with problems I was having. I&#39;m a 45 minute drive from his shop! And he didn&#39;t have to give me a loaner system while he tries to fix my faulty battery. He&#39;s a real class act and I heartily encourage anyone who&#39;s thinking of the Bionx or any other electric system to head down to &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.green-pedals.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Green Pedals&lt;/a&gt; in Annapolis, MD.&lt;br /&gt;
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I can&#39;t ride tomorrow because I&#39;ve got an early conference to attend and then a swanky formal dinner at night. But Friday evening I shall brave the dark and cold!&lt;br /&gt;
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Here&#39;s a picture of me this morning:&lt;br /&gt;
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T-shirt, fleece, &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B003BLOU0Q/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Pearl Izumi shell&lt;/a&gt;, balaclava!&lt;br /&gt;
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Never go to the grocery store hungry, they say. So I didn&#39;t -- and it was amazing. I had no cravings, no desire to buy BAD food, and so I ended up with this!&lt;br /&gt;
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I put my bounty into shopping bags, and brought them home - somewhat precariously - on my handlebars. [NOTE TO READERS: Do not do this. It makes the bike hard to control.]&lt;br /&gt;
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So today was a good day, with 13 miles of biking and a healthy trip to the supermarket. At this point I&#39;ve got the cardio-as-a-routine thing down; I just have to work on making healthy eating choices.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillwaitingfortherunnershigh.blogspot.com/feeds/6727148774365061738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillwaitingfortherunnershigh.blogspot.com/2012/09/healthy-treats.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4081975/posts/default/6727148774365061738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4081975/posts/default/6727148774365061738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillwaitingfortherunnershigh.blogspot.com/2012/09/healthy-treats.html' title='Healthy Treats'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15735718470496028866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw_kjVI5IekiN-11_GVfzlmQocwyIl-diKkQFsNI0Kuz-tB836OOMqSGDBFh2eDXPjtTto-l_s21X7z_tDiCqNfYKmLFk_6xF-s5T3mgOOLSx1GNU2VlK3vFotZIuOOq9Q7Nqu/s72-c/IMG_5567.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081975.post-2218467162199250010</id><published>2012-09-29T15:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2012-09-29T15:50:39.770-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Captain&#39;s Log</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;It&#39;s been about two and half months, and usually when I am silent for so long it means that I have fallen off the wagon. I am very happy to say that is not the case. You see, instead of writing about exercising, I have actually been doing it.&lt;/span&gt;
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When my focus was running, I used to have to psych myself up for the endeavor. I am not a natural runner. My calves tighten up, I get incredibly tired and sore, and even the best experiences are akin to the joy one feels from successfully preparing vegetables. So blogging was a way to give myself a little pep talk.&lt;br /&gt;
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I don&#39;t need a pep talk anymore! I really love biking, especially with the little push that I get from having the Bionx. It never sucks. Let me repeat that: it never sucks. (Unless, for instance, I forget to bring the Bionx controller and so I have to bike uphill with an additional 20 pounds in battery and motor weight. But even then it doesn&#39;t suck nearly as much as running used to suck.)
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So I have not been writing, but I have been biking. &lt;a href=&quot;http://ridewithgps.com/users/83352&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Here are my logs&lt;/a&gt; to prove it:
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Distance&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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Time&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;border: 1px solid rgb(204, 204, 204); font-weight: bold; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 5px 4px; vertical-align: top;&quot;&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;
Ele. Gain&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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&lt;b style=&quot;margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;September 2012&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #eeeeee; border: 1px solid rgb(204, 204, 204); margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 5px 4px; vertical-align: top;&quot;&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;
127.1 mi&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #eeeeee; border: 1px solid rgb(204, 204, 204); margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 5px 4px; vertical-align: top;&quot;&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;
07:07:59&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #eeeeee; border: 1px solid rgb(204, 204, 204); margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 5px 4px; vertical-align: top;&quot;&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;
+5,710 ft&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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&lt;b style=&quot;margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;August 2012&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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142.0 mi&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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10:12:56&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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+4,974 ft&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;b style=&quot;margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;July 2012&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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212.0 mi&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #eeeeee; border: 1px solid rgb(204, 204, 204); margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 5px 4px; vertical-align: top;&quot;&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;
13:59:26&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #eeeeee; border: 1px solid rgb(204, 204, 204); margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 5px 4px; vertical-align: top;&quot;&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;
+9,933 ft&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;b style=&quot;margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;June 2012&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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178.5 mi&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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12:22:15&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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+8,652 ft&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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Although my mileage has been lower recently than it was when I started, I chalk most of that up to being extra busy at work -- morning press conferences mean I don&#39;t get to ride my bike in to work as often as I&#39;d like. (There was also a bikeless vacation in the beginning of September, a bit of under-the-weather, and some relationship drama sucking up much of my time.) But I&#39;ve still managed to average over 30 miles a week this month - and the month isn&#39;t over yet! I expect to do another 13 miles or so tomorrow, bringing the total in line with August. And I have no intentions of stopping.&lt;br /&gt;
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That said, I feel somewhat guilty about not posting recently, because I do have an awfully high number of (mis)adventures on my two wheels. So let me now&amp;nbsp;briefly highlight what you might have missed:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://sphotos-b.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ash4/288350_10100157074707835_1137722672_o.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;300&quot; src=&quot;https://sphotos-b.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ash4/288350_10100157074707835_1137722672_o.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Downed trees blocked the Capital Crescent Trail!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://sphotos-b.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ash3/599490_10100165266147125_756139575_n.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;250&quot; src=&quot;https://sphotos-b.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ash3/599490_10100165266147125_756139575_n.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 12.499999046325684px;&quot;&gt;I got stung by a bee at 20 mph!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Another ride to Old Town Alexandria turned into a&lt;br /&gt;
late night ride past&amp;nbsp;the beautiful Lincoln Memorial!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillwaitingfortherunnershigh.blogspot.com/feeds/2218467162199250010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillwaitingfortherunnershigh.blogspot.com/2012/09/captains-log.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4081975/posts/default/2218467162199250010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4081975/posts/default/2218467162199250010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillwaitingfortherunnershigh.blogspot.com/2012/09/captains-log.html' title='Captain&#39;s Log'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15735718470496028866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081975.post-5984800559902417419</id><published>2012-07-20T13:08:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2012-07-20T13:14:25.553-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bike"/><title type='text'>Camouflaging the Bionx</title><content type='html'>As anyone who has seen a Bionx frame-mounted battery knows, it sticks out like a sore thumb. This is good for sparking conversations, but not so good for leaving the bike outside for any length of time -- I just can&#39;t shake the feeling that that big &quot;Bionx!&quot; logo looks really tempting to thieves, even if they don&#39;t know what it is. Plus the font doesn&#39;t look very high-tech; it&#39;s more reminiscent of something you&#39;d see in an old magazine ad from the 1980s.
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I looked for bags that might hide the battery, but I wasn&#39;t having much luck. I was about to head to the store for some spray paint and rags when I stumbled upon an easier solution: duct tape! I know, I know, it sounds horribly low budget, and it is, but if you use colors that blend well with your frame, it actually works out really well. I chose two colors - &quot;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B000QEEROU/ref=oh_details_o00_s00_i00&quot;&gt;olive drab&lt;/a&gt;&quot; (which is actually much darker than it looked online), and a &quot;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B003S8WG2Q/ref=oh_details_o00_s00_i01&quot;&gt;digital camo&lt;/a&gt;&quot; style for trim. A bit of cutting with a utility knife, and I&#39;m very happy with the results:

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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Before&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;After&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #fafafa; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Tahoma, Calibri, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.142857551574707px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4081975/posts/default/5984800559902417419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4081975/posts/default/5984800559902417419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillwaitingfortherunnershigh.blogspot.com/2012/07/camouflaging-bionx.html' title='Camouflaging the Bionx'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15735718470496028866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb8jtEPjyCf551EDkRCW3ECj0FWFHoYimdQzoVrAgSXsoneLfnHee4GAP24EpVO8_eEHNiwMJ99n4iW3h3t8sHYqzXfAAgNOdrUQs2u3Obcar32zP0X7pEbwX8xYytTKlFwad9/s72-c/trek-pre-camo.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4081975.post-989835197506823330</id><published>2012-07-12T20:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-07-13T01:19:34.315-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bike"/><title type='text'>PEDAL HARDER</title><content type='html'>After an easy ride to work this morning along the CCT, I decided to take a different route home. Rock Creek Park is &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; different on a weekday, when Beach Drive is open to traffic, and you&#39;re pumping as hard as you can on the uphill, &lt;a href=&quot;http://ridewithgps.com/trips/773225&quot;&gt;heart rate over 170 for 1.5 miles&lt;/a&gt; (peaking at 178), acutely aware that there&#39;s a long line of cars behind you with no room to pass on this winding road with the double yellow line. Exhilarating... but holy crap, I haven&#39;t kept my pulse that high for that long in years. This is a &quot;once a week&quot; route at most.&lt;br /&gt;
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PS - I passed the 500-mile mark today! I&#39;m averaging around 200 miles per month. I wonder if I&#39;ll keep this up when it gets cold out?&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway, when I am&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;bad&lt;/i&gt;, I like to get back on track by meticulously planning my caloric intake and expenditure. I thought you&#39;d like to see the kind of plan I make. I&#39;ve been making charts like this for the past several years and they usually get me back on track... or at least back in the right direction. You&#39;ll notice I don&#39;t deprive myself of the things I really like (e.g. Potbelly wreck sandwiches, chips, etc); I just make sure I account for it, and don&#39;t eat like that all day.&lt;br /&gt;
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By evenly spacing out my meals every few hours, I ensure I &lt;i&gt;never&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;get cravings. And that&#39;s good. Because my cravings are stronger than me. I know from years of experience. The only way I can beat them is to make sure they never get anywhere near me. I&#39;m like the Secret Service! (Yes, this means my belly is the President.)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;This projected deficit will lead to a couple pounds of weight loss per week.&lt;br /&gt;
I don&#39;t always ride my bike twice a day, but when I do it &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;adds up.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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