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term="fill-in-the-blank" /><category term="fail" /><category term="snow" /><category term="data" /><category term="SoCal" /><title>yes, folks. i run like a girl.</title><subtitle type="html" /><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349589916468289615/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>B. Jarosz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01158510806356052260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WnkspYx4ih4/Tt-HA7CVEMI/AAAAAAAAAr0/yO8ePTarmZU/s220/PreWedding10k.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>287</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/xoERT" /><feedburner:info uri="blogspot/xoert" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU8BRXYzfyp7ImA9WhVSE0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349589916468289615.post-5834678282573670955</id><published>2012-03-09T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-03-09T10:30:54.887-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-03-09T10:30:54.887-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="humor" /><title>F-word Friday</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="line-height: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px;"&gt;
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Welcome to F-word Friday!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;...Funny&lt;/strong&gt;! I meant &lt;strong&gt;funny&lt;/strong&gt; Friday!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;(What did you think I was going to say?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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And &lt;b&gt;Free &lt;/b&gt;stuff Friday:&lt;br /&gt;
The Gourmet Runner is giving away entries to the color run. Click &lt;a href="http://gourmetrunner.blogspot.com/2012/03/color-run-free-race-entries.html" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for details.&lt;br /&gt;
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And &lt;strong&gt;Fast&lt;/strong&gt;(ish) Friday.&lt;br /&gt;
I intended last night's 5k group run to be an easy recovery run at a 9-10 minute mile pace. My running buddy EG had different plans. 25 minutes later we were done with our run. &lt;em&gt;(Maybe I should re-name that &lt;strong&gt;Foolish&lt;/strong&gt; Friday?)&lt;/em&gt; We ran much faster than I planned to run on my still-sore legs, but&amp;nbsp;I feel fine today, so no harm done.&lt;br /&gt;
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And &lt;strong&gt;Frenetic&lt;/strong&gt; Friday:&lt;br /&gt;
It's mid-semester. I have attendance recording, essay-grading, and mid-term reporting to do. Thankfully the administration gods realized that giving us 4 days between mid-terms and our reporting deadline wasn't very nice, so they've granted an extension until Monday. Guess what I'll be doing this weekend?&lt;br /&gt;
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More&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;Frenetic&lt;/strong&gt; Friday:&lt;br /&gt;
I also have several major things on the "to do" list for an anniversary party Hubby and I are hosting soon. I need to stop thinking about "how much I have to do" and just &lt;strong&gt;focus&lt;/strong&gt; on knocking tasks off the list one at a time. Eventually it will all get done, right?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;5k&lt;/strong&gt; Friday...&lt;br /&gt;
Speaking of running, there's &lt;a href="http://i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com/2011/03/race-report-mcguires-st-patricks-day-5k.html" target="_blank"&gt;a little race coming up tomorrow&lt;/a&gt;, which I suppose also makes this a (pre)&lt;strong&gt;Five-k&lt;/strong&gt; Friday. But that run is more of a block party than a race, so it won't prevent me from having a...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;(you know I had to do it...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;FUN&lt;/strong&gt; Friday.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;What sorts of events do you have lined up for the weekend? (Bonus points if you can work in some clever F-words.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349589916468289615-5834678282573670955?l=i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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For much of my young life, I obsessed over little details, trying to make sure everything happened exactly according to plan. Before a trip, I'd develop a packing list, then pack a day or two in advance, and double-check my suitcase at least twice before departing.&lt;br /&gt;
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This expended a ton of useless energy and was more effective at making me anxious than it was at making sure I didn't forget a toothbrush.&lt;br /&gt;
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Over the years, I've grown into more of a fly-by-the-seat-of-my-pants type. I still usually pack the night before a trip (not as I'm running out the door to catch a flight), but gone are the lists and compulsive double-checking of luggage. Because, as I've learned, nothing catastrophic happens if I have to pick up a toothbrush at my destination.&lt;br /&gt;
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In my former state, there is no way I'd have shown up late for Sunday's race. I'd have printed every page from the website to bring with me and read (and re-read) in the car, rather than enjoying the scenery on the drive.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'd have spent an hour in the hotel's business center double-checking starting line information, weather, and the exact location of aid stations along the course, rather than wandering the streets of the Marigny neighborhood and finding a new jazz club.&lt;br /&gt;
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Yes, if I had done those things, I'd have noticed that while the guidebook listed an 8am start, the website said 7. I'd have checked in with other runners to confirm the 7am start.&lt;br /&gt;
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But...&lt;br /&gt;
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Then I wouldn't have a story to tell.&lt;br /&gt;
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Because those days where everything goes exactly as planned...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jackson Square on a cloudy day.&lt;br /&gt;The Rock 'n' Roll route passes by the park.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
I would encourage anyone to brave the lines at Cafe du Monde and get some &lt;a href="http://www.cafedumonde.com/beignet.html" target="_blank"&gt;beignets&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;Then take your prize over to&amp;nbsp;the steps across from Jackson Square, savor the pastries, and just watch the crowds. &lt;i&gt;(This is a particularly pleasant way to carb load before a big race or to end a night out on the town.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Some of New Orleans is downright spooky, in a ghost-story-by-the-campfire kind of way. Maybe it's the gas lights that cast an eerie glow, or maybe the city truly is haunted? Ghost-tour operators certainly hope we believe the latter!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rt_nX6ht4f4/T1e46LBURPI/AAAAAAAABOQ/OYw4VUYuBrI/s1600/2CornstalkFenceHotel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rt_nX6ht4f4/T1e46LBURPI/AAAAAAAABOQ/OYw4VUYuBrI/s320/2CornstalkFenceHotel.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Corn Fence Hotel - looks like it could be the setting for a Stephen King movie.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1rqP6jzdm_I/T1e4-rBaIRI/AAAAAAAABOY/6f-qQcJBxQg/s1600/2Skeleton.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1rqP6jzdm_I/T1e4-rBaIRI/AAAAAAAABOY/6f-qQcJBxQg/s320/2Skeleton.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Skeleton seen through an office window in the Central Business District.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;Mostly, New Orleans is delicious.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n9Kc2xRoOkI/T1e5BvD91vI/AAAAAAAABOg/gSJia7X3DIs/s1600/3AcmeOysterHouse.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n9Kc2xRoOkI/T1e5BvD91vI/AAAAAAAABOg/gSJia7X3DIs/s320/3AcmeOysterHouse.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Acme Oyster House - go at "off" times, or expect a long wait.&lt;br /&gt;(But if you like oysters, it is worth the wait!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4BXrBhjLL3A/T1e5F0UCzrI/AAAAAAAABOo/6xNYt9DYqKQ/s1600/3AcmeOysters.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4BXrBhjLL3A/T1e5F0UCzrI/AAAAAAAABOo/6xNYt9DYqKQ/s320/3AcmeOysters.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Grilled oysters from Acme - one of their specialties.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
And musical!&lt;br /&gt;
We found a jazz club we hadn't been to before and whiled away a couple of pre-race hours sipping coffee and listening to live music.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E8psCUa41NU/T1e5H_sveNI/AAAAAAAABOw/DT_NdKt5uzc/s1600/4Maison.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="269" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E8psCUa41NU/T1e5H_sveNI/AAAAAAAABOw/DT_NdKt5uzc/s320/4Maison.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Maison - a jazz club on Frenchmen Street.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
I also like to drop by the Ritz Carlton's jazz club* - it feels like a trip back in time.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;
*Side note:&amp;nbsp;Unfortunately on this visit my friend C and I were accosted by a crazy lady who wanted us to be her "girlfriends for the night." She presented herself as a business traveler who didn't want to sit alone at the club, but then proceeded to ask really bizarre questions.&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;("Is that a Swatch watch you're wearing?" referring to my running watch... Um, no, lady. It's a Target special. And who asks questions like that anyway??)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;She also talked over the music, but any time one of us would try to speak, she'd shush us because &lt;i&gt;"Oh, I just love this song! Let's be quiet and enjoy it!"&lt;/i&gt; She told us about some wonderful boyfriend back home, then would float off toward the bar to scam a free drink off of some unsuspecting guy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;So. Not. Cool!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Needless to say, when crazy lady left to use the restroom, C and I took the opportunity to disappear. But I digress...&lt;/blockquote&gt;
And back to delicious:&lt;br /&gt;
I wrapped up this trip with a bloody mary and a cafe au lait - two local favorites.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eFBoJg37APE/T1e5LvdP5nI/AAAAAAAABO4/-rEJIaCs42Y/s1600/5CafeAuLaitAndBloody.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eFBoJg37APE/T1e5LvdP5nI/AAAAAAAABO4/-rEJIaCs42Y/s320/5CafeAuLaitAndBloody.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bloody mary and cafe au lait.&lt;br /&gt;(No, the champagne was not also mine! It was, after all, still morning!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;What's your favorite city to visit over and over again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;And what about ghosts - real or a sham to separate tourists from their money?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I8OkikTLsPU/T1VDyGfDgZI/AAAAAAAABOA/kQqVjNghRCI/s1600/RockNRollExpo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I8OkikTLsPU/T1VDyGfDgZI/AAAAAAAABOA/kQqVjNghRCI/s320/RockNRollExpo.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;b&gt;The start:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
What start???&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;(If you haven't read already, there were some &lt;a href="http://i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com/2012/03/how-to-run-behind-sag-wagon.html" target="_blank"&gt;issues with start time on Sunday morning&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;***Late breaking news - the Competitor Group agreed to update the record to reflect my late start. There will be no 3-hour half marathon on my record after all!***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;The bad:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Does starting almost an hour late because of mis-information in the race booklet count as a bad?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
To be fair, I was in a bit of a snit for most of the race. Rather than rant, I'm going to keep this a fair and balanced assessment. After all,&amp;nbsp;not every race can be the best-race-ever (&lt;a href="http://i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com/2012/01/race-report-gulf-shores-half-marathon.html" target="_blank"&gt;like Gulf Shores was&lt;/a&gt;). And this race did have some silver linings.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I have no idea what the starting line was like, so I'll start from where I caught up with the sag wagon...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The stretch along St. Charles was pretty and (despite worrying that I'd hit a wall of bodies) surprisingly navigable. However, the course was crowded from mile 10 to the end, especially on Esplanade Ave.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Esplanade is a 2-lane divided road with trees in the median. Unfortunately only one of the lanes was open for runners. From that point to the finish, the course was C-R-O-W-D-E-D. Like getting-stepped-on by other runners crowded. And that's not just because I was playing catch-up. There were too many bodies and too little space.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Crowds only got worse in the finish chute. Spectators jammed the exit and left a human pileup of runners that would be a claustrophobic's worst nightmare... &lt;i&gt;(Note: They need more than 1 lone bullhorn to keep thousands of spectators at bay.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Adding to the crowds and confusion, the finish chute included "race finish photos" where finishers could pause in front of a "Rock 'n' Roll" backdrop for a sweaty photo op. This is a perfect recipe for disaster: as runners stopped to get a photo taken, they formed lines that blocked the rest of us from exiting! Hello people - some&amp;nbsp;runners puke after races.&amp;nbsp; For so many reasons, the last thing&amp;nbsp;a finisher needs&amp;nbsp;is to be caught in a traffic&amp;nbsp;jam...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Last, but not least, speaking of the finish chute and photos: I can't count the number of runners who confused&amp;nbsp;the "smile for the camera" pad about a 1/10th of a mile before the finish with the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;actual&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; finish line. I watched otherwise sensible runners stop, thinking they were done, only to realize they were a minute shy of the finish.&amp;nbsp;Runners were comparing notes about this "race feature" on the post-race shuttle bus. They did not sound happy.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;The good:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The course was beautiful, flat, and fast. &lt;i&gt;(Hello. It's New Orleans. Of course it's beautiful!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5a6XL5xmgM/T1VDV-yITbI/AAAAAAAABN4/KSSEWm8W-PM/s1600/JacksonSquare.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5a6XL5xmgM/T1VDV-yITbI/AAAAAAAABN4/KSSEWm8W-PM/s320/JacksonSquare.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jackson Square, New Orleans, LA&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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Much of the course was tree-shaded, including the above-mentioned Esplanade Ave, which made for excellent running conditions on an otherwise sunny morning.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
While the last 3 miles were crowded,&amp;nbsp;I felt like the first 10 miles of the race were fairly open. I expected the course to be more crowded than it was, given the 20,000+ person registration stats. Even weaving my way up from the VERY back of the pack, I didn't feel truly hemmed in until just after mile 10.&lt;br /&gt;
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So... hats-off to the Competitor Group for the route. It was pretty fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Also, I've got to give credit where credit is due. With my late start I had my first taste of what it's like to be at the very back of the pack. Over the years, I've heard horror stories of inadequate water and food at the finish line for the back-of-packers. I did notice one GU station that was empty and abandoned by the time the walkers arrived, but everything else was up and running. Even the finish-line food seemed endless: plenty of bananas, bagels, water, sports drink, and other goodies to go around.&lt;br /&gt;
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And last, but by no means least, the post-race music was phenomenal.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;My race:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Does running my second fastest half ever count in the "good" category, even if it was originally recorded as a 3-hour-something "official" time?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdbAyXG6qc/T1U_n5eitmI/AAAAAAAABNs/Gn_KZaHGFEY/s1600/RockNRollNOLAresults.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdbAyXG6qc/T1U_n5eitmI/AAAAAAAABNs/Gn_KZaHGFEY/s1600/RockNRollNOLAresults.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My hilarious race splits.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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A 25:55 pace for the first 5k? What? Was I walking backwards?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But aside from the wonky beginning I've got a nice, even pace. 10 minute miles from 5k to 10k (I don't how how the pace shows up as 17:50 - it took me 30:19 to run 3.1 miles. That math is 10 minutes/mile in my book... But I digress...)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
From 10k to 10 miles, my pace was 10:27, but that slow-down included&amp;nbsp;waiting&amp;nbsp;for Hubby to catch up after&amp;nbsp;a port-o-potty stop.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And my last 3.1 miles? That space where I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;normally&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; blow up spectacularly? Where all logic and reason says I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;should have&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; blown up after my &lt;a href="http://i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com/2012/03/how-to-run-behind-sag-wagon.html" target="_blank"&gt;running-as-hard-as-I-can-to-catch-up&lt;/a&gt; 7 minute mile start...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Yea...&lt;br /&gt;
I'm not playing by the "don't go out hard" rule anymore. Clearly it's B.S.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Oh, and I'm sure being furiously angry from start to finish didn't hurt my pace&amp;nbsp;either. Maybe "get as mad as hell and take it out on the pavement" is a new race strategy?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Overall (soon-to-be-official) time: 2:06:48&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm just glad I have another half coming up next month so I can test my legs when I'm not weaving between walkers,&amp;nbsp;up over curbs to get out of traffic jams,&amp;nbsp;and waiting for Hubby to catch back up after a port-o-potty break.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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Read the pace chart included in the Rock 'n' Roll New Orleans guidebook:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9hvH5BQj2tY/T1QKZxwZvxI/AAAAAAAABNg/55sV1_YVf8w/s1600/PaceChart.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="464" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9hvH5BQj2tY/T1QKZxwZvxI/AAAAAAAABNg/55sV1_YVf8w/s640/PaceChart.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
When we left our hotel at 7:45am to get to get to our corrals, you can imagine our surprise* when we saw NO ONE THERE. In fact, crews were breaking down the starting area. Hubby, I, and at least 2 other ladies were told by a race official; &lt;i&gt;"Run over the timing mats and just get going."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Ok.&lt;br /&gt;
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The whole thing - marathon and half - started at 7. As we covered the first mile, well BEHIND the sag wagon, we (briefly) considered throwing in the towel.&amp;nbsp;The police were re-opening roads, and the only way we could find the course was to follow the trail of discarded sweatshirts and gloves.&amp;nbsp;I tossed my feather boa on the road, having already cast aside all hopes of this being a fun run, and ran flat-out. With the roads re-opening, we either had to catch the pack or call it a day.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But the wave starts took a long time, and we knew we'd catch up with the walkers by mile 2 at the latest.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I flip-flopped between emotions. Confusion. Fury. Despair. Acceptance. Fury. Defeat. Humor. Fury.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;(Do you notice a pattern here?)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Then I rounded a bend, and the walkers were in sight.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We crossed the 1-mile marker. I looked at my watch: 7:16.&lt;br /&gt;
Shit!&lt;br /&gt;
Not only was I going to have a 3-hour half marathon time on the record (I resigned myself to clock time at this point) but I was going to blow up spectacularly by the end...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
All those rules:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;
&lt;li&gt;You can't "bank time" in a race.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;You shouldn't go out too hard, you'll regret it later.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Keep your pace steady and work on negative splits.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
I &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;live &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;by those rules.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
My 7:16 first mile of the course... the Rock 'n' Roll group thinks I ran it in 62 minutes. &lt;i&gt;(My splits for the race are hilarious.)&lt;/i&gt; But I know I ran it in 7:16, and I would pay for it later...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;... or would I?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;(more to come, including a "real" race report, when I'm recovered from the race, 3-hour drive back home, and the day's calorie deficit.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Do you have any "so late you might as well have stayed home" stories? Please share and help me feel better about this fail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;*Two points of note: 1 - Our hotel was less than a tenth of a mile from the start. We dropped by to watch the elites take off, went back for one last "potty break," and returned to find that everyone left without us! 2 - There was 1 other page in the booklet that listed a 7am start time, but the pace-group wave start timing chart (page 14 of the booklet) was so detailed, we never even saw the "marathon and 1/2 start at 7am" note on page 8. At least we weren't alone in our confusion! Our fault? Their fault? Both? You decide...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349589916468289615-7831585401047188107?l=i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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When I toe the starting line tomorrow, I'll be running with (rumor has it) 22,000 of my nearest and dearest friends. Even if some people skip the race, the field is still huge for this tiny little city. I wonder how many times I'll trip over other runners? Will pack ever thin out? Is there really a martini bar for the marathoners at mile 18? No matter what, this should be interesting... Crowded, but interesting!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As far as touristing goes, I'm glad New Orleans is a city I've been to many times. I don't feel&amp;nbsp;guilty about&amp;nbsp;taking it easy. After all, this city isn't known as "The Big Easy" for nothing: not every trip needs to be&amp;nbsp;packed with late nights in smoky jazz clubs and&amp;nbsp;days filled&amp;nbsp;with historic tours and as much gumbo as a girl can eat. (Those things are fantastic, but the deserve a trip all their own.)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I've done the riverboat tour, run through the French Quarter, danced at Jazzfest (and at the local-favorite&amp;nbsp;French Quarter Fest), and stood in line at Acme Oyster House, Cafe du Monde, and Mother's on prior trips. I know my way around the Garden District and Marigny.&amp;nbsp;My mind is free from worry that I'm going to "miss something."&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Today I can just relax, enjoy some good food and good company, rest up for tomorrow &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(and maybe catch up on Law &amp;amp; Order reruns)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever been to New Orleans? If so, what's your favorite thing to do in the city?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Laissez les bon temps rouler!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349589916468289615-8839517361943977193?l=i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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As a teacher, I don't give pop quizzes.&amp;nbsp;But (apparently) as a blogger, I do. Fortunately for you, this won't affect your GPA.&lt;br /&gt;
Have fun!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Pop Quiz:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
1. What am I doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;
A. Blogging (but I should be packing)&lt;br /&gt;
B. Pinning on &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/brunlikeagirl/" target="_blank"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt; (but I should be working and not wasting vacation hours)&lt;br /&gt;
C. Packing&lt;br /&gt;
D. Both A and B, I'm an amazing multi-tasker (but a terrible packing procrastinator)&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
2. What race am I running this weekend?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;
A. The Boston Marathon&lt;br /&gt;
B. Badwater&lt;br /&gt;
C. New Orleans Rock 'n' Roll Half&lt;br /&gt;
D. Race? What race?&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
3. What post-race drink am I most likely to crave?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;
A. Chocolate milk&lt;br /&gt;
B. Gatorade&lt;br /&gt;
C. Beer&lt;br /&gt;
D. Bloody mary&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
4. How many times did I need my sunglasses this week?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;
A. 7 (Wore 'em every day, baby!)&lt;br /&gt;
B. 2 (It's been cloudy with a chance of meatballs.)&lt;br /&gt;
C. 1 (They only let me out of the asylum for exercise once a week.)&lt;br /&gt;
D. 0 (Freakin' awful Florida weather! February is supposed to be &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;nice &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;here!)&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
5. Someone yelled at/to me while I was running at about 9 o'clock this morning. Given what you know about my neighborhood, what do you think that person yelled?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;
A. "Hey baby, want a ride?"&lt;br /&gt;
B. "Slow down, girl. What's your hurry?"&lt;br /&gt;
C. "Good job, girl!"&lt;br /&gt;
D. "Pick up the pace!"&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
BONUS QUESTION: What do you think I saw when I was out on my run this morning?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;
A. A man-eating alligator&lt;br /&gt;
B. A funny-car shaped like a hot-dog&lt;br /&gt;
C. A television crew filming a show on yard sales&lt;br /&gt;
D. Other (&lt;b&gt;specify in the comment section&lt;/b&gt;): ________________________________&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;ANSWER KEY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;1. D. I used to be so good about pre-&lt;a href="http://i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com/2011/07/things-in-my-suitcase.html" target="_blank"&gt;packing&lt;/a&gt;! I don't know when I turned into a last-minute-Annie, but I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;2. C. &lt;a href="http://i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com/2012/03/thursday-thanks.html" target="_blank"&gt;New Orleans&lt;/a&gt;, and I'll get to check another state off of my &lt;a href="http://i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com/p/places-ive-run.html" target="_blank"&gt;halfing-the-50&lt;/a&gt; list! If you answered A or B you need to turn in your runner's credentials: the Boston Marathon is an April race and Badwater is July.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;3. D. While I won't turn down a cup of water, bottle of gatorade, or &lt;a href="http://i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com/2012/02/3-x-running-fun.html" target="_blank"&gt;pint of beer&lt;/a&gt;, a &lt;a href="http://i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com/2011/12/twelve-sucky-miles.html" target="_blank"&gt;bloody mary&lt;/a&gt; is my drink of choice. I recognize that chocolate milk is supposed to be a good post-run recovery beverage, but the idea of drinking milk after running is... um... totally gross to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;4. D. &lt;a href="http://i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com/2012/02/gloomy-day.html" target="_blank"&gt;Florida weather FAIL&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;5. Surprisingly, the answer is C. I've heard all of the above while out running, including "&lt;a href="http://i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com/2011/09/shouted-at-by-strangers.html" target="_blank"&gt;hey baby, want a ride?&lt;/a&gt;" and "&lt;a href="http://i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com/2012/02/cmon-pick-up-pace.html" target="_blank"&gt;pick up the pace&lt;/a&gt;," but today another woman runner gave me a big thumbs up and a "good job." &lt;b&gt;Made my day!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Bonus: C. Yep. I have no idea why yard sales are television-worthy, but my sweaty self may or may not have photo-bombed the show! But I still want to know &lt;b&gt;what your fill in the blank answer was!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;DOUBLE BONUS QUESTION:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;What's the most interesting thing you saw/heard/read this week?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349589916468289615-3028562454631303247?l=i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Learning about the incredible $55 discount off of the Rock 'n' Roll New Orleans half. If memory serves, I have &lt;a href="http://complicatedday.blogspot.com/2011/10/huge-discount-for-rnr-new-orleans-today.html" target="_blank"&gt;Gracie (Complicated Day)&lt;/a&gt; to thank for that...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Why am I thankful for that tidbit of information?&lt;br /&gt;
Because I'm going to one of my favorite cities in &lt;a href="http://i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com/p/places-ive-run.html" target="_blank"&gt;the whole wide world&lt;/a&gt; to meet up with friends from all over the country and run my &lt;a href="http://i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com/2012/01/race-report-gulf-shores-half-marathon.html" target="_blank"&gt;2nd half marathon of the year&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
To a running geek and travel addict, a weekend just doesn't get any better than that.
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I've definitely got the race/travel buzz today. I bounded out of bed at 6:30am, started a load of laundry so my favorite race-day shorts will be ready to pack, and printed my registration confirmation sheet. That last task made me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The &lt;a href="http://runrocknroll.competitor.com/new-orleans" target="_blank"&gt;Competitor Group&lt;/a&gt; thinks I'm faster than I really am right now: &amp;nbsp;predicted finish time 1:55.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;I wish!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
This is a race-cation. I shall be eating my weight in oysters before the 13.1. That is surely going to slow me down. But either way, I got to keep on movin'...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/28KobNbbI2s" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;PS - You're welcome for that musical masterpiece and LSD-like flashback to the 80s.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;(Did we really dress like that back then???)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;What are you thankful for this week?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;And what song is stuck in your head right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349589916468289615-3299128517663554328?l=i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XRPT0DEBfxA/T05rrHVONrI/AAAAAAAABMs/W3w_To3vvNQ/s1600/February-Calendars-2012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="252" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XRPT0DEBfxA/T05rrHVONrI/AAAAAAAABMs/W3w_To3vvNQ/s320/February-Calendars-2012.jpg" uda="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
Runner's World posted the obvious &lt;a href="http://www.runnersworld.com/article/0,7120,s6-238-263-266-7173-0,00.html?cm_mmc=NL-Womens83099802292012-_-Celebrate%20Leap%20Day" target="_blank"&gt;story on plyometrics&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;on their Facebook wall. &lt;em&gt;(Yes, folks. Apparently we should all be leaping on Leap Day. You'll have to pardon me if I don't take them up on that recommendation...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/KaraGoucher" target="_blank"&gt;Kara Goucher&lt;/a&gt; is encouraging people to participate in &lt;a href="http://nikerunning.nike.com/nikeos/p/nikeplus/en_US/plus/#//challenges/detail/1978149681/" target="_blank"&gt;Nike + Leap Day&amp;nbsp;Challenge&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;em&gt;(Well, I normally run &lt;strike&gt;every day&lt;/strike&gt; on Wednesdays anyway, so does that automatically count?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And Zappos is offering a &lt;a href="http://www.zappos.com/shipping-and-returns" target="_blank"&gt;4-year return policy on running shoes ordered today&lt;/a&gt;. To quote their return policy:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;"You can return your purchase for up to 365 days from the purchase date. If you purchase on 2/29 of a Leap Year, then you have until 2/29 the following Leap Year to return those orders. That's four whole years! Woot!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
(&lt;em&gt;That's a bit better than plyometrics, in my humble opinion.&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And taking Leap-fever to the extreme, at &lt;a href="http://abcnews.go.com/US/wireStory/leap-day-babies-relish-unique-birthdays-15803394" target="_blank"&gt;one hospital in Orlando&lt;/a&gt;, there was a significant increase in bookings for C-sections because parents&amp;nbsp;want their babies to be born on February 29th. However,&amp;nbsp;in Virginia soon-to-be-parents do what they can to avoid having their baby born on Leap Day. &lt;em&gt;(While I am a Florida resident now, I cannot even begin to explain this phenomenon. Maybe my neighbors in Orlando want their children to qualify for &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://disneyworld.disney.go.com/tickets-passes/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;discounted tickets to Disney&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; until they're in their thirties? Or maybe they're just mean parents who only want to buy cake every fourth year...?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Ok... ok... Leap babies don't only get one year older every time a Leap Year rolls around, thank goodness. Just think of what Leap birthdays would do to age-group rankings or potential to &lt;a href="http://www.baa.org/Races/Boston-Marathon/Participant-Information/Qualifying.aspx" target="_blank"&gt;qualify for Boston&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;What's your take on Leap Day? A special event or just another day of the week?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349589916468289615-317284439042013148?l=i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-19PllJ0cXWE/T0znsRYX73I/AAAAAAAABMc/gYNA9gbcUJ4/s1600/GreyDay.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-19PllJ0cXWE/T0znsRYX73I/AAAAAAAABMc/gYNA9gbcUJ4/s400/GreyDay.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yellowstone Lake on a cloudy morning (2010).&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
And it's mid-semester. The&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com/2012/01/long-days.html" target="_blank"&gt;12-hour teaching days&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;are finally taking their toll...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Plus it's &lt;a href="http://i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com/2012/02/new-to-me-cross-training-challenge.html" target="_blank"&gt;taper-week&lt;/a&gt;, which usually makes me a little crazy anyway...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-507INN_q4s0/T0zqm1vUPLI/AAAAAAAABMk/a8EXXeAAY6M/s1600/PeanutSleepingInBlanket.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="277" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-507INN_q4s0/T0zqm1vUPLI/AAAAAAAABMk/a8EXXeAAY6M/s400/PeanutSleepingInBlanket.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;How Peanut gets to spend the day. / How I want to spend the day!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
But I figured that was all just going to sound whiny.&lt;br /&gt;
Because it IS whiny.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;
&lt;i&gt;"Wah! I'm tired!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
So I poured a second cup of coffee and started re-writing:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Cloudy days mean cooler weather for running.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;12-hour days mean I have a job&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;(two, actually - and most days I enjoy both of them).&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Taper week means my body gets to rebuild for the race. I should embrace this, instead of being bummed that I miss a 2-fer Tuesday. At this point, no additional training will make my 13.1 any better, but I sure as hell can screw it up royally if I try to run like it's not a race week.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So I'm going out for a walk.&lt;br /&gt;
Maybe some sunlight is filtering through the fog...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;How do you deal with low energy days?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349589916468289615-6626331836267279489?l=i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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This morning I woke up craving a run.&lt;br /&gt;
Yes, it's taper weekend, and yes I had a hares and hounds run in the afternoon. But my body is used to waking up on Sunday and heading out the door. So who am I to say no? I laced up and hit the roads for four miles. Then breakfast + coffee + grading papers. &lt;em&gt;(Sitting still to grade papers is much&amp;nbsp;easier when I can call it "post-run rest.")&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Run x 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I swore I'd take it easy on the &lt;a href="http://i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com/2012/02/fun-with-flour-or-1st-time-as-hare.html" target="_blank"&gt;hares and hounds run&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;em&gt;(Famous last words.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I even had a beer before the run because I wasn't going to "really" run, right?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Plus, someone replaced the usual Coors Light and Milwaukee's Best&amp;nbsp;- totally skip-able -&amp;nbsp;with Yuengling and Sam Adams. How could I not have one?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;An older run + beer photo, but you get the idea...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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But there's something about the chase that I can't resist...&lt;br /&gt;
I held back for the first half but took off after the lead pack for the second half of the run. I might regret this next weekend. After all, I am supposed to be resting up for &lt;a href="http://i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com/2011/10/huge-race-discount-for-nola-half-march.html" target="_blank"&gt;NOLA&lt;/a&gt;. But it was fun. And isn't that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; why I run?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Run x 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
No, I haven't lost my mind. 2 runs in 24 hours is still my personal record. But I did come home to watch the &lt;a href="http://www.usatf.org/events/2012/USAIndoorTFChampionships/" target="_blank"&gt;USATF Indoor World Championships&lt;/a&gt;. A couple of thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Bernard Legat's legs move so fast that&amp;nbsp;you almost can't see his feet moving. He's like the hummingbird of human runners. I could watch the video of his 3000 meter win over and over and over again. &lt;em&gt;(Hubby cut me off after 5 replays.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
On the women's side of the board, Chaunte Lowe's 2.05 meter high jump was amazing and propelled her to an overall win at the Championships. Her athleticism is impressive, but it was her&amp;nbsp;post-win interview that totally won me over -&amp;nbsp;Lowe has spent the past year training on 3-4 hours of sleep a night after the birth of her second child. She managed to rock the Championship AND keep a sense of humor and perspective about the run-work-life balance.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;What is your favorite sport to watch on television?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Do you have any athletic idols?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349589916468289615-6150758286083552235?l=i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
I selected winners using the random number generator at &lt;a href="http://www.random.org/"&gt;Random.org&lt;/a&gt;, and now it's time to announce the winners:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Complimentary entry into the &lt;a href="http://griffithparktrailruns.com/"&gt;Griffith Park Trail Half Marathon&lt;/a&gt; goes to:&lt;br /&gt;
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Rachel @ &lt;a href="http://run50states.wordpress.com/"&gt;Run50States&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Congrats Rachel - hopefully that will help you in your quest to &lt;a href="http://run50states.wordpress.com/state-check-list/"&gt;run a half in each state&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And the sleeves from &lt;a href="http://www.inknburn.com/"&gt;INKnBURN&lt;/a&gt; go to:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://misszippy1.com/"&gt;MissZippy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;I'm sure you'll put those sleeves to good use!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Congratulations ladies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Send me an email -- coffeeb123 (at) yahoo (dot) com -- with your contact information. I'll pass that along to the good folks at &lt;a href="http://www.inknburn.com/"&gt;INKnBURN&lt;/a&gt;, so they can get your prizes to you.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8h8yshlsPDs/T0mEQIc1FQI/AAAAAAAABME/XBANfeNA7Qg/s1600/Forever-Lazy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="207" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8h8yshlsPDs/T0mEQIc1FQI/AAAAAAAABME/XBANfeNA7Qg/s320/Forever-Lazy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
But don't let the &lt;strike&gt;pajamas&lt;/strike&gt; clothes fool you. It has not been a lazy day.&lt;br /&gt;
We did our taxes and budgeting for the year. Washed laundry.&amp;nbsp;Cleaned closets and bathrooms.&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;(Now you know why I didn't bother getting all gussied up into grown-people clothes...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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With no 2-hour-long training run + brunch + post-run-nap this weekend, knocking items off the To Do List seemed sensible. &lt;i&gt;Showering and changing into real clothes, however, seemed totally illogical.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Speaking of To Do Lists, Kim at &lt;a href="http://23imaginaryfriends.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;(Just) Trying is for Little Girls&lt;/a&gt; reminded me that February is drawing to a close and I hadn't yet mentioned any cross training for her &lt;a href="http://23imaginaryfriends.blogspot.com/p/new-2-u-cross-training-challenge.html" target="_blank"&gt;New 2 U Cross Training Challenge&lt;/a&gt;. Last month I &lt;a href="http://i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-never-burp.html" target="_blank"&gt;tried burpees &lt;/a&gt;for the first time &lt;i&gt;(not a fan, but at least I tried)&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This month, well... &lt;i&gt;begin argument in my own head that goes something like this:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;
Um... about that. Does &lt;a href="http://i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com/2012/02/lots-of-miles-but-no-running.html" target="_blank"&gt;Speedminton &lt;/a&gt;count?&lt;br /&gt;
No because I've done it before?&lt;br /&gt;
But the last time I played was years ago. And we went to a new park. I've never played there before!&lt;/blockquote&gt;
Could I really count Speedminton as new-to-me cross training? Notsomuch.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So Hubby suggested cardio kickboxing.&lt;br /&gt;
Yep. I totally missed that fad in the 90s, so it counts as "new to me" even if the concept is &lt;a href="http://www.livestrong.com/article/249924-cardio-kickboxing-history/" target="_blank"&gt;more than 20 years old&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
YouTube got us started with this video:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/EOO-WFOtFAU" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Honest assessment: The trainer makes it look easy, but with 20-something moves in a row (jab, jab, hook, back push, march, front push, right left, right left, dribble, hook 3 times, whattheheckareyousaying?)&amp;nbsp;I spent more time jittering like a Mexican jumping bean and laughing at my lack of coordination than I did working out.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
At one point, I was pretty sure that by the end of the 30 minutes - in the confusion of the kicks and hooks - either Hubby or I would end up with a poorly-placed jab to the eye. Try explaining that black eye at work on Monday: &lt;i&gt;"We were doing cardio kickboxing in the living room. Seriously!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This video would be great for a more coordinated kickboxer or for someone who has the patience to watch it a few times to pick up the steps, but I won't be going back anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When that video ended, brilliant YouTube suggested some other kickboxing videos.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Enter &lt;a href="http://www.jillianmichaels.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Jillian Michaels&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
Those of you who are Biggest Loser fans are probably going to laugh at what I'm about to say, but...&lt;br /&gt;
Holy hell, her videos are FANTASTIC.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
How have I been living under a rock for so long?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tJ593Z7MKs8" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;(Then again, I did mention that it took me 20 years to try cardio kickboxing...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
So thank you Kim - for your challenge - which has brought me up to, oh... &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0429318/" target="_blank"&gt;2004&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Anyone else a fan of Ms. Michaels?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Staying in pajamas all day to get housework done: the height of efficiency or something I should never again admit in public?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349589916468289615-8856018160836726805?l=i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Source:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/zombies-run!/id503519713" style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;itunes.apple.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;via&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/jodeewhitworth/" style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" target="_blank"&gt;Jodee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;on&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/" style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" target="_blank"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Outrun Zombies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Have you ever wondered how to get the gamer in your life off the couch?&amp;nbsp;Download the &lt;a href="http://www.npr.org/2012/02/19/147008041/the-new-running-game-where-zombies-chase-you?sc=fb&amp;amp;cc=fp"&gt;iPhone app "Zombies, RUN!"&lt;/a&gt; and see if that attracts their attention.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Um... yeah.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;I think I'll stick with hash runs thankyouverymuch, but if this app gets more people up and moving it's a winner in my book.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Public Service Announcement:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.gadsdentimes.com/article/20120222/NEWS/120229956/1016/NEWS?p=1&amp;amp;tc=pg"&gt;This story&lt;/a&gt; will make you angry, sick, sad, or some combination of all three... Let it be said that long-distance running &lt;b&gt;should never be punishment for a child&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Silver Linings:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Thankfully, for every story of&amp;nbsp;despicable&amp;nbsp;human behavior, there are at least two good ones.&lt;br /&gt;
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Source:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://yfrog.com/kkfq1gbj" style="color: #76838b;"&gt;yfrog.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;via&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/mandeecndz/" style="color: #76838b;" target="_blank"&gt;Mandee&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;on&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/" style="color: #76838b;" target="_blank"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Good news story #1 -&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://momswimbikerun.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mom.Swim.Bike.Run&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;took a pretty hard tumble during a race, and just when the day started to look very dark, she received a much-needed&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://momswimbikerun.blogspot.com/2012/02/random-acts-of-kindness.html"&gt;visit from the Dinner Fairy&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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And 2 through&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.366randomacts.org/"&gt;366 Random Acts of Kindness&lt;/a&gt;: One man is&amp;nbsp;performing an act of kindness (big or small) each day in 2012. &lt;a href="http://www.366randomacts.org/2012/02/day-49-cleaned-entire-house.html"&gt;Day 49&lt;/a&gt; is my favorite so far.&lt;br /&gt;
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If those stories don't restore your faith in humanity, it's quite possible that nothing will.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Giveaway Goodies:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yo3KL3Ij6Yw/Tz3G82pR0QI/AAAAAAAABIg/iJ8ourTB4i0/s1600/logo_inknburn.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="157" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yo3KL3Ij6Yw/Tz3G82pR0QI/AAAAAAAABIg/iJ8ourTB4i0/s200/logo_inknburn.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Time is running out, so get your &lt;a href="http://i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com/2012/02/two-two-giveaways-and-review.html"&gt;entries in for a chance to win&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;
&lt;li&gt;arm sleeves from &lt;a href="http://www.inknburn.com/"&gt;INKnBURN&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;free entry into the &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Griffith-Park-Trail-Half-Marathon/205808389457562?sk=wall"&gt;Griffith Park Trail Half Marathon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;More Giveaway Goodness:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://dailyvitaminf.blogspot.com/"&gt;Daily Vitamin F&lt;/a&gt; collects giveaway information from around the web, and posts it each week in &lt;a href="http://dailyvitaminf.blogspot.com/"&gt;Total Giveaway Tuesdays&lt;/a&gt;. F's giveaway&amp;nbsp;clearinghouse idea is brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;(Let's hope I win the sports wash. Mama needs a clean pair of socks!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Networking:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Speaking of having a clearinghouse for blogger information...&lt;br /&gt;
Once I started a Facebook page for &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Yes-folks-I-run-like-a-girl/350847418275719?sk=info"&gt;yes, folks. i run like a girl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, I realized that while I follow dozens of blogs in my reader, I have no idea what the Facebook pages are for many of them. &lt;i&gt;(Some blogs make their contact/follow option more obvious than others.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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So, I've been finding and adding a few each week, but I'd like to connect with more of you!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CKTat7lihHE/T0RHQdCyFHI/AAAAAAAABLc/WwOvTZj6C50/s1600/FacebookPageScreenShot.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CKTat7lihHE/T0RHQdCyFHI/AAAAAAAABLc/WwOvTZj6C50/s400/FacebookPageScreenShot.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
So, let's use this post as a clearinghouse for links.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(I might be opening a can of spam here, but we'll see how it goes...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;If you're a regular reader, and have a FB page for your blog, leave a link in the comments for me + other readers to find you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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But then I got out of bed, stepped on the scale, and the first two digits were digits I haven't seen in a year. &lt;i&gt;(Maybe longer?)&lt;/i&gt; And yesterday my sprint intervals were finally back into the range that I consider to be my personal fast pace (6:50 for six 2-minute intervals with 1 minute rest).&lt;br /&gt;
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Source:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?q=strong+is+the+new+skinny&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;sa=N&amp;amp;biw=1039&amp;amp;bih=479&amp;amp;tbm=isch&amp;amp;tbnid=SdB0HFFP2sO3QM:&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://beastmodeshirts.spreadshirt.com/strong-is-the-new-skinny-womens-A6615955&amp;amp;docid=uychl-QJp-zYVM&amp;amp;w=280&amp;amp;h=280&amp;amp;ei=-dZ2TvXzO6WlsALEsLyLBQ&amp;amp;zoom=1&amp;amp;iact=hc&amp;amp;vpx=663&amp;amp;vpy=131&amp;amp;dur=109&amp;amp;hovh=224&amp;amp;hovw=224&amp;amp;tx=104&amp;amp;ty=100&amp;amp;page=4&amp;amp;tbnh=110&amp;amp;tbnw=132&amp;amp;start=38&amp;amp;ndsp=11&amp;amp;ved=1t:429,r:9,s:38" style="color: #76838b;"&gt;google.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;via&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/brunlikeagirl/" style="color: #76838b;" target="_blank"&gt;Beth&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;on&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/" style="color: #76838b;" target="_blank"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I don't talk about weight much because I am more concerned about being &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;STRONG &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;than I am about being &lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;skinny&lt;/span&gt;. I know that weight fluctuates with hydration, and that I can lose muscle and be "lighter" without being any healthier.&lt;br /&gt;
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I debated not even writing about weight, because it's not the number that matters...&lt;br /&gt;
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But I also know that I picked up some bad habits when I moved to Florida. &lt;i&gt;(I &lt;a href="http://i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com/2011/11/30-days-of-good.html"&gt;mentioned this - briefly&lt;/a&gt; - back in November.)&lt;/i&gt; And those bad habits led to a 15-pound weight gain.&lt;br /&gt;
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The scale showed a symptom of a larger problem: I was not as fit as I once was.&amp;nbsp;What bothered me &lt;b&gt;most &lt;/b&gt;was how much speed I had lost...&lt;br /&gt;
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I spent &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;years &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;logging miles and lapping the track to bring my half marathon time from 2:20 down to 1:53, and I was still getting faster!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But then I allowed those bad habits creep in.&lt;br /&gt;
And in November I ran a &lt;a href="http://i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com/2011/11/race-report-pensacola-half.html"&gt;2:11 half marathon&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WRONG WAY!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.thousandtyone.com/blog/TheArtOfThrowingAwayCode.aspx"&gt;Image source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;
&lt;i&gt;How did I get almost 20 minutes slower?!?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
I could blame the &lt;a href="http://i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com/search/label/humidity"&gt;horrible Florida weather&lt;/a&gt; for messing with my training.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I could blame rich Southern food for tempting me with buttery goodness.&lt;br /&gt;
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But that would all just be a load of crappy excuses.&lt;br /&gt;
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To be clear: In my mind, it is &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;always &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;respectable to finish 13.1 miles, regardless of pace.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;But I know I am capable of more.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So I took a hard look at my eating and exercise habits.&lt;br /&gt;
I made some adjustments:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;
&lt;li&gt;More vegetables.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Meatless Mondays.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;More complex carbs to replace the simple ones. (Hello quinoa and barley! Nice to see you again!)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Weight lifting three days a week.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;More high-intensity interval training. (Sweaty weather is no excuse to skip track work.)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Getting at least 7 hours of sleep each night.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
No "miracle diet."&lt;br /&gt;
No starvation or deprivation.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
There was no overnight change.&lt;br /&gt;
But after four months, I see results.&lt;br /&gt;
I'm leaner.&lt;br /&gt;
We bought 15-pound weights to add to our household collection, because the 10s were getting too easy.&lt;br /&gt;
My muscles show.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So I'm thankful that those numbers on the scale prove what I already know. And I'm thankful that interval training has been paying off: a&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com/2012/01/setting-short-list-of-goals-this-year.html"&gt;sub-24 minute 5k&lt;/a&gt; is within reach again...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Are you a scale-watcher? A pace-tracker? Or do you ignore the numbers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;And... more importantly:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;What are YOU thankful for this week?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349589916468289615-764328517696121809?l=i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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But I'm determined to get in a good interval workout on my lunch break. Even if it means running between raindrops. (Thank goodness I don't melt!)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
To&amp;nbsp;make sure I don't get wrapped up in my To Do list and lose my resolve, this my desktop background today:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y6UTAo2_v-E/T0U74Edq4HI/AAAAAAAABLk/-bEBxj00qkU/s1600/Track4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" lda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y6UTAo2_v-E/T0U74Edq4HI/AAAAAAAABLk/-bEBxj00qkU/s400/Track4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;What are your favorite motivational &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com/p/quotes-on-run.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;quotes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;, phrases, or images?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349589916468289615-3524425100559938569?l=i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;
Normally Tuesdays are &lt;a href="http://i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com/2012/02/are-you-feeling-lucky.html"&gt;two-fer Tuesdays&lt;/a&gt; around here, but today it's &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Fat Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(PS - don't forget to enter the&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com/2012/02/two-two-giveaways-and-review.html" style="font-size: small;"&gt;February giveaway&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uXbsRJAvxkA/T0OsM6udTdI/AAAAAAAABLU/rqlxo39ICXU/s1600/MardiGrasCat2-captioned.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uXbsRJAvxkA/T0OsM6udTdI/AAAAAAAABLU/rqlxo39ICXU/s400/MardiGrasCat2-captioned.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peanut scored some beads!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
While New Orleans gets all the media attention for its Mardi Gras madness, the entire Gulf Coast goes crazy for this holiday. In fact&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.mardigrasneworleans.com/history.html"&gt;Mobile, AL is credited&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;with the first Mardi Gras celebration in 1703 &lt;i&gt;(or 1699 - depends on who you ask)&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mardi Gras revelry was suspended during the Civil War, but was revived (again) in Mobile in 1866. Legend has it that that one man, Joe Cain,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://mobilemardigras.com/history/history.php"&gt;rode through the streets on a coal cart&lt;/a&gt;, dressed in Chickasaw Indian regalia. Obviously, Joe was also drunk as a skunk &lt;i&gt;(which explains a lot about Mardi Gras parades...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When Joe passed on, his second funeral procession &lt;i&gt;(&lt;a href="http://pharaohsmobile.com/Mobile_Mardi_Gras_Facts.html"&gt;it's a long story&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/i&gt; was the precursor to the big Sunday parades.&amp;nbsp;Now the Sunday before Mardi Gras is now known in Mobile as "&lt;a href="http://mobilemardigras.com/history/history.php"&gt;Joe Cain Day&lt;/a&gt;," with celebrations rivaling Fat Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
To an outsider, it seems like the party just keeps adding days &lt;i&gt;(but I'm not complaining)&lt;/i&gt;! So here's the schedule as I understand it:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EtcfoCzabEI/T0OkwgsXMxI/AAAAAAAABK8/128csuZbGcw/s1600/MardiGrasRegalia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EtcfoCzabEI/T0OkwgsXMxI/AAAAAAAABK8/128csuZbGcw/s320/MardiGrasRegalia.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mardi Gras costumes from the Krewe of Bowlegs&lt;br /&gt;exhibit in Fort Walton Beach, FL&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;
&lt;li&gt;January 6th, Epiphany &lt;a href="http://i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com/2012/02/mardi-gras-madness.html"&gt;kicks off the season&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;Krewes put the finishing touches on their floats. Carnival celebrations and masquerade balls fill up the social calendar.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Saturday before Fat Tuesday -&amp;nbsp;parades and partying begin in earnest (but I have yet to hear a name for this holiday?)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Sunday before Fat Tuesday -&amp;nbsp;Joe Cain Day (at least in Mobile, AL)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Monday before Fat Tuesday -&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://goneworleans.about.com/od/festivals/p/LundiGras.htm"&gt;Lundi Gras&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;(You thought I made that one up, didn't you!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;40 days before Easter -&amp;nbsp;Fat Tuesday / Mardi Gras&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;...followed by Ash Wednesday (or "hangover recovery day?")&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
Pensacola's Mardi Gras parades are more "family friendly" than those in the Big Easy. You won't catch people flashing their chests for beads. &lt;i&gt;(Apologies to anyone who was hoping for scandalous photos...)&lt;/i&gt; Krewes here throw beads, candy, moon pies, and other goodies to &lt;b&gt;everyone &lt;/b&gt;in the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qaXLKy9q1Jk/T0Oku5895TI/AAAAAAAABK0/BMXu3SqHQNs/s1600/MardiGrasPensacola2012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="284" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qaXLKy9q1Jk/T0Oku5895TI/AAAAAAAABK0/BMXu3SqHQNs/s320/MardiGrasPensacola2012.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Showing off our collection of beads from Saturday's parade...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
Then again, I'm not going to sugar coat it: the 4-day holiday weekend is still a bit of a drunkfest, but it's all in good fun. There's time for being an adult the other 362 days of this year.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;(Speaking of being an adult... Ok... I'll still run twice today, but only until I can get my hands on some king cake!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IF5FPcg0HO8/T0On6Kkl9DI/AAAAAAAABLE/ZHkyckaymAo/s1600/KingCake2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IF5FPcg0HO8/T0On6Kkl9DI/AAAAAAAABLE/ZHkyckaymAo/s320/KingCake2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;King cake is a holiday staple - but watch out. There's a "baby king" hidden inside.&lt;br /&gt;If you get the baby in your slice&amp;nbsp;#1 - be careful that you don't chip a tooth, and&lt;br /&gt;#2 - you're on the hook for bringing next year's cake.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Happy Fat Tuesday!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Laissez les bon temps rouler!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Have you ever celebrated Mardi Gras?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Right now my dining room looks like a bead factory had an accident... Maybe one of these days I'll figure out how to work those into a giveaway?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349589916468289615-561762168021445495?l=i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(PS - don't forget to enter the &lt;a href="http://i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com/2012/02/two-two-giveaways-and-review.html"&gt;February giveaway&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Today, we're headed to the Pacific Northwest, where Alma (&lt;a href="http://averagewomanrunner.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Average Woman's Running Blog&lt;/a&gt;) will be our tour guide.&amp;nbsp;Drop by her blog and say hi! In the meantime, here's where she would take us on a running tour of her hometown:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JpFFiPO4A7o/T0FIkdtJ5eI/AAAAAAAABKQ/V9XntTET7A4/s1600/Pikes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="247" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JpFFiPO4A7o/T0FIkdtJ5eI/AAAAAAAABKQ/V9XntTET7A4/s400/Pikes.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Coming to the Emerald City for business or pleasure? Looking for a local’s view of the city via sneaker? I’ve got three great, flat options for you, my friend:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ol&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Downtown waterfront via Olympic Sculpture Park and Myrtle Edwards Park – Great for people staying downtown without a car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Lake Washington waterfront – Popular running route great for sunrise runs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;West Seattle / Alki Beach – Stunning cityscape and Olympic Mountain views.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Downtown Waterfront&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Honestly, running downtown sucks. It can be stinky and stressful unless you’re running early in the morning before traffic picks up. Plus, you are constantly stopping and starting at each block waiting for lights to turn (yes, we obey walk signs here). The good thing is that this is easy to escape. From where ever you are, just head west until you reach the waterfront (Alaskan Way). Cross over to the “water side,” start running north, then you will have miles of uninterrupted path to enjoy the sights, sounds, and smells of Elliot Bay and downtown Seattle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Our entire waterfront is a tourist area with restaurants, charter boats, public ferries, Seattle Aquarium, parks, shipping boats, etc. You can check out all these sights as you run north along Alaskan Way. At the same time, you can see beyond the bay to Bainbridge Island and the Olympic Peninsula, with the snow-covered Olympic Mountains in the distance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cfTKx8RpBe4/T0FDXTEtcyI/AAAAAAAABJA/Td3TRNtMlPI/s1600/Waterfront1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cfTKx8RpBe4/T0FDXTEtcyI/AAAAAAAABJA/Td3TRNtMlPI/s400/Waterfront1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Olympic Mountains and Elliot Bay (view from Myrtle Edwards Park)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;If it’s summer, you will likely see the Alaska-bound cruise ships. At the end of Alaskan Way, the sidewalk leads you right into our Olympic Sculpture Park and Myrtle Edwards Park. Off to your right, check out our Calder exhibit, with the Space Needle in the background. For the next several miles, you will have no built structures between you and the water! Just paved and wood chip path, sculptures, bicyclists, other pedestrians, and sometimes a seal or two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;On the way back into town, the view changes as you look to the south.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-syiCUSG5Hls/T0FDuu8zU4I/AAAAAAAABJI/WLkTRMn-244/s1600/Waterfront2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-syiCUSG5Hls/T0FDuu8zU4I/AAAAAAAABJI/WLkTRMn-244/s400/Waterfront2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Seattle skyline and Elliot Bay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;This is where you see our city skyline up ahead and the Port of Seattle and mouth of the Duwamish River, filled with shipping containers from Asia.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;On a clear day, you’ll even see beloved Mt. Rainier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zOQqI4g0_wE/T0FDwQmULTI/AAAAAAAABJQ/PTjWGRiJNG8/s1600/Waterfront3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zOQqI4g0_wE/T0FDwQmULTI/AAAAAAAABJQ/PTjWGRiJNG8/s400/Waterfront3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Mount Rainier, Duwamish River, Port of Seattle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;The path leads north to the neighborhood of Magnolia, which offers a brutal hill climb and stunning views. This run can be anywhere from 3 to 20+ miles, depending on how far north you are willing to venture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Run this at the end of the day to enjoy the sunset. Bring some $ and stop in at Anthony’s Fish Cafe for a local microbrew to finish out the sunset then walk back to your hotel. If you’re a morning tourist, then run back via Pike Place market (take the Hillclimb across from the Aquarium to get there) and stop at Three Sisters Bakery for coffee and treats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Lake Washington Waterfront&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;If you have access to a car and are running in the early morning, head over to Lake Washington to enjoy sunrise over the water and views of the Cascade Mountain range. If you’re visiting in summer, this is a great run to do the evenings as well. Pack a picnic dinner and go for a swim to cool off. I recommend starting at one of three public parks on the lake, each of which will provide water, toilets, swimming beaches, showers, and nearby coffee/beer stops: Madison Park, Leschi Marina, Seward Park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;If you start in Seattle’s upscale Madison Park, you will be near the Highway 520 floating bridge.
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&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UrRo0REcci0/T0FE7B2-PtI/AAAAAAAABJw/deiKosHKsks/s1600/LW1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="237" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UrRo0REcci0/T0FE7B2-PtI/AAAAAAAABJw/deiKosHKsks/s400/LW1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Madison Park, with view of Hwy 520 floating bridge and Cascade Mountains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;From the beach, head south along the lake, hugging the water as much as you can. There are times when you must jog inland a couple blocks but if you keep to the east, you will make your way back to the water. The homes here are beautiful and this is where you will see many other runners out enjoying the views. On this route, you will have the chance to stop at little parks for pit stops, as needed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cEEuhn3u6Ds/T0FE7mke_JI/AAAAAAAABJ4/lr3ZWL7RPUU/s1600/LW2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cEEuhn3u6Ds/T0FE7mke_JI/AAAAAAAABJ4/lr3ZWL7RPUU/s400/LW2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Lake Washington path&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;About 3 miles down the road, you will come to neighborhood of Leschi. This is also a great place to start, and allows you to run either north or south along the lake. This section is included in the Seattle Half/Full marathon route (Thanksgiving weekend) and is a good place for spectators (i.e. Starbucks = hot beverages &amp;amp; toilets).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kO6d0aW_MVw/T0FE8e75-8I/AAAAAAAABKA/Ih9J-GBPsns/s1600/LW3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="237" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kO6d0aW_MVw/T0FE8e75-8I/AAAAAAAABKA/Ih9J-GBPsns/s400/LW3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Rowing on the lake, just north of Seward Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Another 4.5 miles down the road is Seward Park. This is my personal favorite. Seward Park consists of a large, wooded peninsula that juts out into the lake with a 2.4 mile paved trail around the perimeter. From this trail, you get views up and down the lake, including views of Mt. Baker to the north, Mercer Island and the Cascade Mountains to the east, and Mt. Rainier to the south. Also, between Seward Park and the I-90 bridge (about 3 miles), the waterfront is completely open – no houses. So, you can enjoy unobstructed views of the water. On Sunday mornings, this stretch of road is closed to vehicles to allow bicyclists to ride unmolested, so watch out for large packs of speeding bikers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r8cBKV5ljZ8/T0FE9XAo4gI/AAAAAAAABKI/anEbL5OxebQ/s1600/LW4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="237" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r8cBKV5ljZ8/T0FE9XAo4gI/AAAAAAAABKI/anEbL5OxebQ/s400/LW4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Trail along Lake Washington, &amp;lt; 1 mile north of Seward Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Total distance between Madison and Seward Parks is about 7.5 miles, so many distance options here, especially when you throw in the 2.4-mile loop around Seward Park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;West Seattle / Alki Beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;For a more unique view of Seattle, jump on the West Seattle Bridge and take the exit to SW Admiral Way, following the road north, up and around the peninsula. This is a great out &amp;amp; back course along the waterfront for varying mileage and wonderful views. I recommend starting near the Statue of Liberty / Bath House so you can have access to toilets and plenty of coffee shops and food/pubs for post-run refreshments. There are two great runs from this starting point: north around the peninsula to Lincoln Park (7 miles RT), or south along the water to the water taxi (4 miles RT).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;If you pick the northern route, you’ll get views of Bainbridge and Vashon Islands, as well as the Olympic Peninsula. Head north from the Statue of Liberty along the water, and just follow the water the entire route. In &amp;lt; 0.5 mile, you’ll get into a residential area and the road will bend south. Enjoy the smell of salt water, fresh breezes, and views of the Vashon Island/Southworth ferry as you follow the waterfront.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6g9flmstxJI/T0FEcxF0PZI/AAAAAAAABJY/O8ELCQPEEmM/s1600/Alki1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6g9flmstxJI/T0FEcxF0PZI/AAAAAAAABJY/O8ELCQPEEmM/s400/Alki1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;View from Lincoln Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;This route has some mild hills and takes you past some interesting homes. Eventually the road will turn into what looks like a private driveway (check out the large wood carving of the fisherman!). Continue down this road and you will suddenly find yourself at the north end of Lincoln Park. This gorgeous park includes a waterfront path stretching about 1 mile, ending at the West Seattle ferry dock. &amp;nbsp;The views of the Olympic Mountains from this park are the best in town. Once you reach the end of the trail, you can turn around and head back or detour up into the wooded portion of the park for some trail running before heading back into town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;If you pick the southern route, you’ll have views of Elliot Bay, the Bainbridge Island and Bremerton ferries, and the Seattle skyline. Head south from the Statue of Liberty along the boardwalk and simply follow the boardwalk the entire way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GN0mBroSJoA/T0FEdAMcESI/AAAAAAAABJg/PezPJqGQ8xs/s1600/Alki2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GN0mBroSJoA/T0FEdAMcESI/AAAAAAAABJg/PezPJqGQ8xs/s400/Alki2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Alki Blvd Boardwalk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Be mindful of roller bladers and cyclists! You will see swimming beaches (sometimes with seal pups), all kinds of work and pleasure boats, water birds, and seals. The view of downtown Seattle from this angle is just perfect, beaten only by the view you get from the Bainbridge/Bremerton ferries as you’re coming in to dock. The water taxi stop (runs between here and downtown) is a great turn-around point, giving you a little over 4 miles round trip and offers toilets and water. If you take a few minutes to stretch here, you’ll notice this is a popular spot for divers, kayakers, and paddle boarders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_eLz8s8wfoY/T0FEd_DzFeI/AAAAAAAABJo/R2pNVL22GZo/s1600/Alki3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_eLz8s8wfoY/T0FEd_DzFeI/AAAAAAAABJo/R2pNVL22GZo/s400/Alki3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;View of Seattle skyline from Alki Beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Other resources&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;If those three routes don't keep you busy enough, or if you are looking for a social running event, check out&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.fleetfeetseattle.com/"&gt;Fleet Feet Running&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Capital Hill),&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.soundsports.com/"&gt;Sound Sports&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(downtown), or&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.superjocknjill.com/"&gt;Super Jock &amp;amp; Jill&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;for regular group runs and information about local clubs. The best resource for information on local races is at the &lt;a href="http://seattleruns.com/default.aspx"&gt;Seattle Runs website&lt;/a&gt;.
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;If you are looking for more ideas, contact the &lt;a href="http://averagewomanrunner.blogspot.com/"&gt;Average Woman Runner&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and I’ll be happy to help you find additional routes.
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Happy running!
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&lt;a href="http://averagewomanrunner.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;-Alma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349589916468289615-1848241010716247566?l=i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Imagine someone says to you: "C'mon, pick up the pace!"&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;How do you respond?&lt;/b&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;C'mon, pick up the pace!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
(Image from the &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/statelibraryofnsw/3080957193/" target="_blank"&gt;State Library of New South Wales&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;with edits by author)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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Well, someone yelled that very phrase at me this morning, and my response was... well... we'll get to that.&lt;br /&gt;
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The incident got me thinking: How would my reaction have been different, to those same words, under other circumstances?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Your coach yells: C'mon, pick up the pace!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Reaction:&lt;/b&gt; Shame.&lt;br /&gt;
Coach caught you sandbagging and called you out on it. You are probably angry, but can't tell if you're angry at yourself or at your coach. You pick up the pace, even if you don't want to, because you're pissed and because coach is probably right.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Your long-time running buddy says: C'mon, pick up the pace!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Reaction:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Compliance.&lt;br /&gt;
You dig in and find another gear to keep up. You might grumble or shoot back a "You've got to be kidding?" But you know your running buddy is right, so you push on. If it just happens to be the kind of day where you can't find the energy to rally, you also know that your running buddy will understand. Because that running buddy has seen you at your best and at your worst. That running buddy has probably seen you knocking out hill repeats like a Kenyan, but has also seen you sidelined with stomach cramps. And it's all ok.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Your race-day rival (and possible mortal enemy) taunts: C'mon, pick up the pace!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Reaction:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Fury.&lt;br /&gt;
You want to kick the smirk off of Rival's face. You fantasize about the gal (or guy) tripping over a loose shoelace 200 meters from the finish line as you cruise by to an age group award. You are secretly filled with glee when you find out that your chip time was 20 seconds faster than hers.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Your neighbor jokes, as you run by: C'mon, pick up the pace!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Reaction:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Laughter.&lt;br /&gt;
You know your neighbor is just teasing to be neighborly. This "pick up the pace" is more of an acknowledgement that you're out running than it is a commentary on your level of effort. You yell back: "Get off your damned porch and join me!" with a smile on your face.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;A race-day spectator yells: C'mon, pick up the pace!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Reaction:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Indignation.&lt;br /&gt;
You think to yourself: &lt;i&gt;"You get out here and run you lazy F%#$@!&amp;amp; windbag!"&lt;/i&gt; and realize later that you forgot to use your "inside voice." Oops. &lt;i&gt;(But, then again, the jerk deserved it.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So, which "&lt;i&gt;C'mon, pick up the pace!&lt;/i&gt;" do you think I heard this morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Do you have any context-shifted stories to share?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;An event that ruined your day, when in other circumstances it would have been no big thing?&amp;nbsp;An event that made you laugh, when in other circumstances it might have made you cry?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349589916468289615-2898858375831730161?l=i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com/2012/02/thursday-thanks_16.html"&gt;Yesterday's post&lt;/a&gt; was serious, so today's will be fun and frivolous.&lt;br /&gt;
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Source:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://cyberkittenspot.blogspot.com/2012_02_01_archive.html" style="color: #76838b;"&gt;cyberkittenspot.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;
via&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/clarklori/" style="color: #76838b;" target="_blank"&gt;Lori&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;on&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/" style="color: #76838b;" target="_blank"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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My favorite Valentine's post was &lt;a href="http://feetmeetstreet.blogspot.com/2012/02/conversations-with-my-heart.html"&gt;Nitmos' (Feet Meet Street) ode to his sweaty wife&lt;/a&gt;, and the subsequent &lt;a href="http://feetmeetstreet.blogspot.com/2012/02/runner-conversation-hearts.html"&gt;conversation hearts for runners&lt;/a&gt; follow-up.&lt;br /&gt;
Some of my favorites:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Wanna Fartlek?&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;You're My PR!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Chase Me&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Fast&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Hard Core!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Wanna tri?&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Run 2 Me&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Go long and hard! &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;(running! of course! what did you think it meant?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;What conversation heart sayings would you add to this list?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Then again, &lt;a href="http://i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com/2012/02/heart-health-and-happy-valentines.html" target="_blank"&gt;Valentine's Day&lt;/a&gt; is not everyone's favorite holiday.&lt;br /&gt;
For an entirely different spin on relationship issues...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/258745941061157730/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/258745941061157730_R3DF1WNT_c.jpg" width="299" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Source: &lt;a href="http://i.imgur.com/Qofhg.png" style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;i.imgur.com&lt;/a&gt; via &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/lizzmori/" style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"&gt;Lizz&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/" style="color: #76838b; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
... and don't forget about this week's &lt;a href="http://i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com/2012/02/two-two-giveaways-and-review.html" target="_blank"&gt;giveaway&lt;/a&gt;! Great stuff from &lt;a href="http://www.inknburn.com/" target="_blank"&gt;INKnBURN&lt;/a&gt; could be yours. See &lt;a href="http://i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com/2012/02/two-two-giveaways-and-review.html" target="_blank"&gt;giveaway post for details&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now it's time to get outside and enjoy the weekend!
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&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/171277592048336151/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/171277592048336151_2u0Aar6v_c.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Source: &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?q=%2Bfunny+%2B%22world+of+warcraft%22+%2Bphoto&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;biw=1024&amp;amp;bih=574&amp;amp;tbm=isch&amp;amp;tbnid=rKqtjnK1zS6_vM:&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://blog.codefront.net/2007/08/13/mmorpg-called-outside/&amp;amp;docid=kOZJNtcLA9YMDM&amp;amp;imgurl=http://blog.codefront.net/wp-content/uploads/2007/08/outside_mmorpg.jpg&amp;amp;w=400&amp;amp;h=600&amp;amp;ei=rnE-T4bbAYmIgwfIremQCA&amp;amp;zoom=1&amp;amp;iact=hc&amp;amp;vpx=801&amp;amp;vpy=171&amp;amp;dur=13653&amp;amp;hovh=275&amp;amp;hovw=183&amp;amp;tx=111&amp;amp;ty=172&amp;amp;sig=113384992661545697398&amp;amp;page=9&amp;amp;tbnh=136&amp;amp;tbnw=91&amp;amp;start=173&amp;amp;ndsp=22&amp;amp;ved=0COQGEK0DML0B" style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;google.com&lt;/a&gt; via &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/dundeeklh/" style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"&gt;Kirsten&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/" style="color: #76838b; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;What's the funniest thing you saw or read this week? Or something that made your smile?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349589916468289615-6862778819327624505?l=i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;This blog post is brought to you by&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://muppet.wikia.com/wiki/Count_von_Count"&gt;Count von Count&lt;/a&gt; and the number 2.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yo3KL3Ij6Yw/Tz3G82pR0QI/AAAAAAAABIg/iJ8ourTB4i0/s1600/logo_inknburn.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="157" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yo3KL3Ij6Yw/Tz3G82pR0QI/AAAAAAAABIg/iJ8ourTB4i0/s200/logo_inknburn.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
The friendly people at &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/INKnBURN" target="_blank"&gt;INKnBURN&lt;/a&gt; provided me with a camisole and shorts to review. They also want to give away a couple of prizes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;The giveaway goodies:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
1 - A pair of &lt;a href="http://www.inknburn.com/catalogsearch/result/?q=4arms" target="_blank"&gt;4ARMS sleeves&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
2 - A complementary race entry into the &lt;a href="http://griffithparktrailruns.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Griffith Park Trail Half Marathon&lt;/a&gt; (November 17, 2012).&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;The review:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
By now you have probably guessed that I choose my workout clothes for function, not form. I'm trying to win &lt;a href="http://i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com/2012/02/racing-pretty.html"&gt;a race, not a fashion show&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But form and function are &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;not always mutually exclusive&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
I have to admit, when I opened the package from INKnBURN, I was skeptical. The clothing looks fantastic. Had they sacrificed wearability for cool designs?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a955wLXxOpY/TzuwZ-uZR3I/AAAAAAAABII/yQaaC4nlFDc/s1600/InkNBurn-cami.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a955wLXxOpY/TzuwZ-uZR3I/AAAAAAAABII/yQaaC4nlFDc/s200/InkNBurn-cami.jpg" width="131" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The camisole.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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I was pleasantly surprised when I tried the clothes on.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The shorts fit perfectly. They are built with a flat waistband - flattering, comfortable, and no ride-up or sagging. Why aren't more athletic shorts built like this? The shorts also meet &lt;a href="http://misszippy1.com/2012/01/dear-running-clothing-manufacturers.html" target="_blank"&gt;Miss Zippy's pocket standard&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;-&amp;nbsp;two pockets big enough for an ID, credit card, cash, and/or keys. (&lt;i&gt;Note, there is no zip at the top of the pockets, so keys might not be secure if you start doing cartwheels. Then again, I usually carry my keys in-hand when I &lt;strike&gt;do cartwheels&lt;/strike&gt; run, so this isn't an issue for me.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
My only quibble: the shorts lining is white. I prefer darker colors for my running clothes since light colors can get worn-looking pretty quickly.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-foZh7NGAQaY/Tz3JjKQbCzI/AAAAAAAABIo/GSq9GppWMc8/s1600/InkNBurn-yoga.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="224" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-foZh7NGAQaY/Tz3JjKQbCzI/AAAAAAAABIo/GSq9GppWMc8/s320/InkNBurn-yoga.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
The cami is also very comfortable - close-fitting without being too tight, racer-back so the straps can't fall down, and with a built in (&lt;i&gt;ahem&lt;/i&gt;) support system. My only critique is that the built-in bra does not provide nearly enough support for my girls. Hence, this &lt;i&gt;will not be&lt;/i&gt; a running top for me. But the shirt stays in place during down-dogs and shoulder-stands, so it has already become my new favorite top for &lt;a href="http://i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com/2011/08/yoga-challenge-continues.html"&gt;yoga&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com/2011/07/short-attention-span-workout.html"&gt;lifting&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I also appreciated all of the important little details in the clothing. The draw-string on the shorts is a snug little loop - which means no dangling ends tangling up other clothes in the wash or accidentally pulled out. &lt;i&gt;(Have you ever had to re-string your running shorts? Major functional flaw corrected in these shorts!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The cami has a logo sewn into the "support system" that could double as a pocket for cash and a house key. &lt;i&gt;(Ok. Maybe stashing a $20 in your bra is not the classiest of acts, but let's be honest: sometimes &lt;a href="http://kathyjustkeepsrunning.blogspot.com/2011/09/yeah-were-different.html" target="_blank"&gt;a runner's gotta' do&lt;/a&gt; what a &lt;a href="http://www.shutupandrun.net/2011/10/not-deposit-like-at-bank.html" target="_blank"&gt;runner's gotta' do&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The logo sewn into the cami makes a great&lt;br /&gt;pocket to hide some cash or a house key!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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Keep in mind, &lt;a href="http://www.inknburn.com/" target="_blank"&gt;INKnBURN&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;clothing sizes run small. I requested clothing one size larger than my usual, and they fit perfectly. A smaller size would have been too snug.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;The drawing:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You get an entry into the drawing for each of the following (&lt;b&gt;post a separate note in the comments section&lt;/b&gt; for each entry):&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Follow this blog (+1)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Like &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/INKnBURN" target="_blank"&gt;INKnBURN on Facebook&lt;/a&gt; (+1)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Like the&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Griffith-Park-Trail-Half-Marathon/205808389457562?sk=wall" target="_blank"&gt;Griffith Park Trail Half on Facebook&lt;/a&gt; (+1)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Follow&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Yes-folks-I-run-like-a-girl/350847418275719" target="_blank"&gt;this blog on Facebook&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(+1)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Re-post about this giveaway on your blog (include link with your comment) (+1)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Go to the &lt;a href="http://www.inknburn.com/" target="_blank"&gt;INKnBURN website,&lt;/a&gt; figure out which of their designs you like the most, leave a comment about it in the comments section of this post (+1)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Entries &lt;strong&gt;&lt;strike&gt;close at noon Pacific time on February 25th&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;are now closed. I &lt;strike&gt;will draw a winner at random, and will post the results on Sunday (Feb 26th)&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;a href="http://i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com/2012/02/winners.html" target="_blank"&gt;posted the winners&lt;/a&gt; on Sunday, Feb 25. To claim your prize, you must contact me within one week. If I do not receive a response by 11:59pm on Sunday, March 4th, I will choose another winner (also at random). There is (obviously) no cash redemption value for this prize.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;The fine print:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;I received a complimentary camisole and shorts to review, but received no other compensation for this review. All opinions expressed here are my own. I will draw a winner, and prizes will be distributed directly by the staff at INKnBURN.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349589916468289615-612298595067876078?l=i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
It is about mid-semester and we've built the foundations of terminology and theory. Now my classes and I get to dive into issues of gender, sexuality, class, and race. &lt;i&gt;(I clearly have strong feelings about the &lt;a href="http://i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com/2011/11/ruling-overturned.html"&gt;importance of equality&lt;/a&gt;. This blog's title is a &lt;a href="http://i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com/2011/06/running-like-girl.html"&gt;play on that theme&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;From the MLK exhibit at the Atlanta airport.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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Make no mistake, honest discussions about gender, sexuality, and race are difficult in any city. These conversations (in my humble opinion) are particularly difficult in the South where, as one student informed me, signs for "blacks only / whites only" still hung in at least one Mississippi restaurant until only a few years ago, and in that same town the local swimming pools still split along color lines.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But for every one-step-back story &lt;i&gt;(like the church that&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://abcnews.go.com/US/kentucky-church-bans-interracial-couples/story?id=15065204#.Tz0D47ES3lg"&gt;banned interracial couples&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;last year, or the &lt;a href="http://i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com/2011/09/radcliffe-record-changed.html"&gt;sexist IAAF rule&lt;/a&gt; that tried to strip Paula Radcliffe of her world-record marathon time because she ran near a boy)&lt;/i&gt;, there are two-steps-forward stories about breaking down barriers:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;
&lt;li&gt;the &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2012/02/16/us/pew-study-americans-more-accepting-of-interracial-marriage.html?_r=1"&gt;rate of interracial marriage continues to grow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pewsocialtrends.org/2012/02/16/the-rise-of-intermarriage/?src=prc-headline"&gt;most Americans&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;think that's good news&lt;i&gt; (or at least think it doesn't matter -- only a tiny minority, 11 percent, thinks it is bad news)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;women have &lt;a href="http://www.usatoday.com/news/education/2010-01-26-genderequity26_ST_N.htm"&gt;erased the "achievement gap"&lt;/a&gt; in higher education&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;the total number of male and female road-race finishers is &lt;a href="http://www.runningusa.org/statistics"&gt;just about even&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(women have the edge in half-marathon and men in the marathon).&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;life expectancy, a key indicator of health and quality of life, has been &lt;a href="http://www.cdc.gov/nchs/data/databriefs/db26.htm"&gt;increasing steadily&lt;/a&gt; across all population groups in the US and gaps by race and gender are narrowing.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But, unfortunately, we have not reached a happy utopia just yet, so in the meantime,&amp;nbsp;I'm thankful that:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;
&lt;li&gt;My students are brave enough to challenge each other's beliefs and to share their own experiences with issues of racism, sexism, and discrimination.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;They are mature enough to have these conversations in a heated, but respectful way.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;My teenage students don't "understand" racism the way older students do, because - while scars don't heal overnight - discrimination is fading over time. Today's teens haven't seen as much discrimination as their peers 20 or 30 years ago, and that is &lt;b&gt;definitely something to be thankful for&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;...I'll get back to blogging about running tomorrow. In the meantime:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Have you seen any good news stories you want to share?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349589916468289615-2643327817546632233?l=i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The package contained a shiny, new pair of shorts and a camisole from &lt;a href="http://www.inknburn.com/"&gt;INKNBURN&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a955wLXxOpY/TzuwZ-uZR3I/AAAAAAAABII/yQaaC4nlFDc/s1600/InkNBurn-cami.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a955wLXxOpY/TzuwZ-uZR3I/AAAAAAAABII/yQaaC4nlFDc/s320/InkNBurn-cami.jpg" width="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
I'm going to try them out later this week, so stay tuned for a review and &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;giveaway&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Iconic? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;
Delicious? No.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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I'm not a huge fan of Valentine's Day.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
In fact, I sort of hate the holiday.&lt;br /&gt;
Always have.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This "one day for love" crap makes me crazy. I usually dress in black and board up the windows on Feb 14th. I will not spend twice as much money as usual on a bland meal just to watch new couples (who will last about as long as the desert course) suck face in a restaurant. I will not buy into overpriced flowers.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;(And I'm in a &lt;a href="http://i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com/2012/01/thursday-thanks_26.html"&gt;happy relationship&lt;/a&gt;, so haters can't blame my anti-V-Day sentiment on being bitter.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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EVERY day should be a day to care for the people we love.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But, thanks to the brilliance of some marketing director at the CDC, February is also&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.cdc.gov/features/heartmonth/"&gt;Heart Month&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;that's &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;a holiday I can get behind.&lt;br /&gt;
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Source:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=2300381861846&amp;amp;set=o.129446698464&amp;amp;type=3&amp;amp;theater" style="color: #76838b;"&gt;facebook.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;via&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/shawnnacox/" style="color: #76838b;" target="_blank"&gt;Shawnna&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;on&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/" style="color: #76838b;" target="_blank"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Heart disease, while almost entirely preventable, is &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;the &lt;a href="http://www.cdc.gov/nchs/fastats/lcod.htm"&gt;leading cause of death&lt;/a&gt; in America&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Heart disease causes more deaths than all forms of cancer &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;combined&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. I'm a runner. Hence, I love my heart. Any holiday that celebrates heart health is a good holiday in my book!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Unfortunately, heart disease flies under the media radar. Preventing heart disease is not as sexy as saving the Ta-Tas. There are no 3-day walks for heart health. There are no yogurt-top collection drives. But heart health is every bit as important as cancer prevention...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So, this month let's ditch the over-priced candy and do something kind for our tickers!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;What's your feeling on Valentine's Day? Do you agree with me, or think I'm being grinch-like on this one? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;(Be honest. I can take it!)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;PS - I also posted a more detailed article on &lt;a href="http://www.examiner.com/fitness-in-panama-city/happy-valentines-and-heart-health"&gt;heart health at Examiner.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m9cqoPtPoDw/Tzh8epERZpI/AAAAAAAABIA/9d-HEm3GPj4/s1600/DawnAtCLT.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m9cqoPtPoDw/Tzh8epERZpI/AAAAAAAABIA/9d-HEm3GPj4/s320/DawnAtCLT.jpg" width="318" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dawn at the airport.&amp;nbsp;One good thing about redeye&lt;br /&gt;flights is watching the sun rise.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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And sure enough, after flying more than 4,000 miles in less than 72 hours, my only wish for Saturday was to shower, change into pajamas, and spend the entire day on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This is not normal for me. I can't sit still through a 2-hour movie. I fidget. I get on the stationary bike or fold a load of laundry. Someday I will try to retire, and will wind up volunteering 40 hours a week...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But on Saturday I was dedicated to my task.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;I would be lazy!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peanut could be a coach for the US Olympic Lazy Team.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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So my plane landed. I drove home.&amp;nbsp;Showered.&amp;nbsp;Changed into pajamas.&lt;br /&gt;
And parked myself on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;
All.&lt;br /&gt;
Day.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It was a marathon of couch-sitting, and I won!&lt;br /&gt;
I managed to catch up on email and the prior week's DVRed television. I read. Hubby and I watched a movie.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I think there is still an imprint from my butt on one of the couch cushions.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sunday was more productive (errands, cleaning, laundry) but still no running. I've had two races in the past month and have two more coming up in the next. One whole weekend off of running sounded like a brilliant way to recharge the ol' batteries.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So, in place of a Sunday long run, Hubby and I grabbed a set of rackets and headed to a nearby park to play &lt;a href="http://www.speedmintonusa.com/"&gt;Speedminton&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B000MKU48Q/ref=as_li_ss_il?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=irunlikeagirl-20&amp;amp;linkCode=as2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=390957&amp;amp;creativeASIN=B000MKU48Q" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://ws.assoc-amazon.com/widgets/q?_encoding=UTF8&amp;amp;Format=_SL160_&amp;amp;ASIN=B000MKU48Q&amp;amp;MarketPlace=US&amp;amp;ID=AsinImage&amp;amp;WS=1&amp;amp;tag=irunlikeagirl-20&amp;amp;ServiceVersion=20070822" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
What? You've never heard of it?&lt;br /&gt;
Take badminton.&lt;br /&gt;
Remove the court.&lt;br /&gt;
And the rules.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And you've got the best backyard/beach/park game ever.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=irunlikeagirl-20&amp;amp;l=as2&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B000MKU48Q" style="border: currentColor !important; margin: 0px !important;" width="1" /&gt;
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We played for an hour, and we haven't had that much fun exercising in a long time. Don't get me wrong - I love running. But running doesn't usually bring on belly laughs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Diving for a wild shot or whiffing completely and catching a birdie in the nose? Belly laughs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And laughter counts as a core workout, right?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;What's your favorite lazy-day passtime?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are there any other fun backyard games I should know about?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;PS - I did not forget about the virtual &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shutupandrun.net/2012/02/tomorrows-virtual-run-for-sherry.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Run for Sherry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;. I thought about her and her family often during the day. I didn't run, but I did cover many, many miles. So&amp;nbsp;the frequent flier miles I earned Saturday&amp;nbsp;have been donated to the&amp;nbsp;Make-A-Wish foundation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349589916468289615-9160016905968616019?l=i-run-like-a-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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