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June 14, 2012

A Rocky Moment

A Rocky Moment

 

 

 

 

 

 

So while I sit around not running this week waiting on my ultrasound results, I might as well tell you about some other things.

At the end of May, I had the pleasure of going to Philadelphia and attending the annual meeting of the American Academy of Clinical Endocrinologists. I had not been to Philadelphia since I was a teenager, and was hoping to get out at least a little and see some of the city.

Since I took up running, and I travel often for work, it has become kind of a fun adventure to find cool places to run when I am away from home. When it turned out that the Philadelphia Museum of Art was almost exactly a mile and a half from my hotel…well, how could I resist. And, yes, I took a picture with the statue too. And no, I am not going to post that. Continue reading…

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May 1, 2012

Socks…Again

Socks…Again

One can never have enough socks, said Dumbledore. Another Christmas has come and gone and I didn’t get a pair. People will insist on giving me books.

~ JK Rowling, Philosopher’s Stone

Who would have know that I would develop a sock fetish when I took up running?

To read about where it all started, you can take a peek here at this entry wherein I write about my wonderful discovery of Balega socks. I love Balega socks.

So some number of months ago I had started to notice that after travel, running was harder for a few days. Sometimes, especially after long flights, mt legs would feel sore, heavy and they would ache when I would run. I asked a few runner about this and one – also a business traveler – dubbed this “jet lag legs”.

Great, a new symptom of jet lag. Some people really don’t suffer much from jet lag. I, on the other had can suffer for days – a week sometimes – which occasionally means I am never sure what time zone I am in and I feel like I am constantly adjusting. Now I learn my legs have to go through the same thing.

I Googled jet lag legs.

And low and behold, I found socks. Continue reading…

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April 25, 2012

Life In Motion

Life In Motion

Flow with whatever is happening and let your mind be free. Stay centered by accepting whatever you are doing. This is the ultimate.
~ Chuang Tzu

I chose running as an exercise in part because my life is crazy. As a busy single working mom, exercise is a thing that – if I want to do it regularly – has to be adaptable to any number of situations and environments. It has to be flexible, spontaneous, and ready when I am.

I travel a lot for work – and I work a lot. Once in a while I am lucky enough to get a vacation. Recently, I had the interesting fortune of being able to combine the two.

I was invited faculty at the meeting of the Obesity Surgery Society of Australia and New Zealand (OSSANZ), which took place in Darwin, Northern Territory. The dates of the conference happened to coincide with Spring Break for my children (who thought it was funny that they were going to have Spring Break someplace where it was Fall), so I took them along. The deal was that they had to put up with mom working for 3 days and then they got vacation in Australia. They enthusiastically agreed that this was worth it.

I could tell lots of stories about our trip. The kids were great. They had a wonderful time – we had a wonderful time. However what I want to tell you about is running. I thought I might show you what it looks like to run when you are on a working vacation in a foreign country with two kids in tow. Continue reading…

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April 16, 2012
April 15, 2012

Sore Feet in Sydney

Sore Feet in Sydney

Day two in Sydney.

No run, but took a trip to Bondi Beach in the morning – we walked the beachside train from Bondi to Bronte and back. Then the boys took a dip in the amazing ocean pool.

In the afternoon, climbed the Sydney Harbor Bridge. I definitely recommend doing this – we saw the sunset over Sydney as we were descending and it was spectacular.

It’s Monday in Australia. I have completely lost track of what day and time it is in California. Just in time for my vacation to be over.

Happy Sunday or Monday or whatever day you may be enjoying.

We are off to the Blue Mountains.

Jacqueline

 

 

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April 13, 2012

The Joy of Foreign Treadmills

The Joy of Foreign Treadmills

Rather than run through the streets of Darwin in the searing afternoon heat, I opted yesterday for the hotel treadmill. As I have noted before, one thing that brought me to running was the “portable” aspect. Minimal gear (not to say that I have not amassed an assortment…), and can be done just about anywhere.

I wish I had a picture of every treadmill I have ever run on. Some of them are seriously dangerous, funny, or placed in really strange places like behind the hotel kitchen, in a converted guest room, or – I swear – a storage room. But they seem to be almost everywhere, so if I can’t run outside for reasons such as weather or safety, a treadmill always seems to be an option.

In the US, we are remarkably attached to our imperial systems of measurement. We stubbornly stick to pounds, gallons, and miles while the rest of the world (at least most of it) long ago moved to metrics and uses kilos, liters, and kilometers. So mostly we are disadvantaged when we travel abroad – we don’t know how far apart things are or what on earth the temperature is.

But there is one, very small advantage. And really, you can only call it an advantage if you can suspend disbelief for a little while. I have a great imagination, so this completely works for me.

You see, treadmills in places like Australia or India are 100% in metrics. So when you run you you see these astonishing numbers…and at the end of 30 minutes even though I know somewhere I have only run about 3 miles or so – it like I have run twice that (is that why we use kilometers for races in the US when nothing else is that way?) and it also looks like I have been running really fast – because my speed shows km/hr.

And yeah – I know it’s silly, but I really do feel like a superhero when I see those numbers even though I know they are all in my head and I am not going any farther or faster.

So here is to being a “dumb American” – if only for a day.

It’s Friday the 13th here in Darwin, Australia. Hope you are feeling lucky.

Next time from Sydney.

Jacqueline

 

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April 11, 2012
April 10, 2012

Far Away with Children and Running Shoes

Far Away with Children and Running Shoes

We travel, some of us forever, to seek other states, other lives, other souls.
~ Anais Nin

6 AM in Darwin, NT, Australia is 1:30 in the afternoon and a day behind in California. I woke this morning feeling like a weary time traveler. My 10 year old had taken all the blankets (but given that it’s 95 degrees here most of the day, that was not so bad) and my 12 year old is snoring like a wild bear.

All I can think is:

Can I find my running shoes in the dark and get back before they are awake?

I change in the dark. Whisper in the ear of my older son that I’ll be back within an hour and slip out the door. He grunts and rolls over. Did he hear me?

10 minutes later I am running here:

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sometimes it seems like – just when I start to get accommodated to the level of chaos I have – I throw a new challenge at myself for sport. So why not a major international business trip combined with my kids’ spring break vacation?

I know at least some of you are laughing now. Continue reading…

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April 9, 2012
April 8, 2012

Gone, Gone, Gone

Gone, Gone, Gone

I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I intended to be.

~Douglas Adams

I have not written in nearly a week which seems terrible. It also seems  – well – like a real demonstration of my life.

Last week at this time I was returning from a conference in Lake Louise, Canada. Right now I am sitting in the United Lounge at LAX with my 2 boys – ages 10 and 12 – while we wait for a flight to Australia. We are on our way to the OSSANZ meeting in Darwin.

Sometimes, I feel like all my running is training for weeks like this.

I used to make excuses for the insane pace of my life. I also used to try to control it a lot more. but at some point I realized that it did more harm than good – I was living in a sort of constant state of struggle against what was. I spent a lot of energy trying to change thing and hoping that they would be different, and it often kept me from enjoying what was right in front of, me.

Who would have ever thought that letting go and succumbing to chaos would not only make it more tolerable, but might even make it fun? Continue reading…

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