Knee III

Hello, my sad little blog! I am still thinking about you, and running, every day, but my knee just isn’t up to it. I’ve resolved to get it checked out since it hasn’t healed on its own this month. There’s no way I can do the full marathon May 5th now, and I’ll have to see if I can even do the half.

I’ve been getting very, very fat now that I’m not running anymore, which is a little big saddening.

In other news, my left toenail is getting loose from running the trails almost two months ago. It’s the only thing that makes me feel good about myself right now!


Runner’s Knee II

It’s only been about 2 days since I’ve had this pain, but I’m really starting to get depressed. Without the ability to run far distances, I feel as if all of my independence/strength is gone. I know that that is an exaggeration, but knowing this isn’t helping how I’m feeling. I can’t even walk down stairs without pain.

However, the pain is lessening since I’ve been off my feet all day. I really want it to get better – I was so excited to run along the beach in Santa Cruz this weekend – and in the cold foggy morning, alone! – that would have been so beautiful.

Please please please! At least let me run barefoot in the sand!

Runner’s Knee

I definitely have it. Hopefully it’s in the early stages and it’ll go away soon. But the inside (medial) side of of my knee feels a sort of sharp bruisey feeling, and I can see a small swelling there (it’s not a bruise though, folks). At least the position of the pain tells me it’s not ITBS, which has felled many a runner.

This is what I get for delaying training for my 30k until now and then expecting to pick back up at 30mpw from 5mpw.

First of all, I need to rest. Secondly, I’m going to stop wearing my flip flops, which I think contribute to my knee pain because of the way I’ve worn them down – so I’ll try to stick to my converses… I barely have any everyday shoes. Damn, I wish I had the fashion guts/money to wear Vibrams all day every day.

How will I exercise in place of running? Right now it’s 5:41 am, it’s winter-cold, and swimming seems extremely unappealing.

Please let me get better in time for my foolish registrations!!

Races in 2012

In a fit of competitiveness and determination and foolishness, I signed up for a marathon exactly two months away.

What was I thinking?!!??!

I am not going to be ready to run 26 miles in 2 months. I am also not going to be ready to run a hilly 30k in one month. I’ve had what was pretty much a 4-month hiatus from running and running the firetrails leaves me sore! Sore! Both of my knees and both of my ankles flare up after every single run and stay that way throughout the rest of the day while I’m walking. These signs tell me to run less so that I can build up.

But the longest runs I’ve done since my marathon have been 10 miles. Clearly undertraining at this stage of the game. And my threshold of pain has gone down so much because the first time around, you’re willing to hurt more because you don’t know what you’re doing.

So… my second marathon might be slower than my first. My god. And the 30k? I just want to finish.

Running at Night

the sky is pigmented watercolor, inky, sapphire, cobalt, ultramarine, midnight – there are so many names for shades of blue and the sky is all of them. now i’m next to Underhill and the bright white lights are starbursting through my eyelashes and my eyesight is so blurry. each breath feels like a butter knife stirring through my soft respiratory organs. the walkway is so wide and white…

My favorite time to run is actually not the early morning, but twilight/dusk. Something about the darkness really affords a chance to… well, meditate seems to be the closest word for it. When it’s dark, I don’t have to worry about how far my destination is because the only thing I can see is a hazy yellowish road that only reaches fifty feet. All that’s there is me and the ground directly in front of me. And with the power of my sight diminished, I become more aware of the sensations in my body. And then it’s just me in that moment.

I’ve also noticed that I like listening to different kinds of music depending on what time I’m running. While during the day I like to listen to upbeat, aggressive songs, at night I love listening to trance and dubstep. I just feel so chilled out, so relaxed. I get so lost in in the gentle coolness surrounding me. And then if the night is combined with an indiscernable downhill grade – the perfect grade during which you wonder why you suddenly feel so fast and weightless – wow.

*running alone at night in poorly lit areas with your headphones in is anĀ extremely bad idea


I had the craziest dream about running last night.

The premise was that we (my family) had to make these epic migrations. I can’t remember how we started out doing them, but I definitely remember trying to fit enough clothes to weather the conditions into one backpack, so I think that at some points the migration was on foot or at least some sort of open/public transportation.

On one of the migrations, which was towards my extended family, my dad was being annoying, so my sister and I hopped out of the car, which looked like an armored car by then. And then we ran.

I remember that for footwear all I had on was a pair of tights and a threadbare pair of socks over those. But since it was a dream, my feet never felt the burn of concrete. And I could run quite fast without feeling truly winded.

It was the most amazing feeling. We were carrying absolutely nothing. After crossing the Golden Gate, we drank water from the drinking fountain and used the public restroom, because it was getting hot. They were selling North Face vests that were like.. upgrades. The normal ones cost 30 and the ones that were supposed to be like a shell cost 70. I was debating between buying one of those (irrational; we weren’t carrying any money) and figuring out how to contact our parents about our whereabouts, because we had hundreds (thousands?) of miles to go and by the time we reached our destination they’d be insane.

But then I woke up. All we got to run in was the suburbs (I remember jaywalking towards a plaza) and over the Golden Gate Bridge (even though the setting of the other migrations was definitely not in this universe) before I woke up. :(

And then I weighed myself and I had gained a shitton of weight from being sedentary and eating a lot, so the dream of being airy when I run came crashing down.

Sore & Not-Gazelling

I haven’t been running much lately (maybe twice a week?). I don’t know how I’m going to do 20 HILLY miles!

I did a bodyweight workout on Sunday in a residential parking lot after I cut my run short and my hamstrings/calves/biceps are still massively sore – and it’s Wednesday!

I have no real updates. My default pace has at least improved – it’s definitely under 10 minutes/mile, which is about a minute’s improvement! But… I think I’m slowing down again because I’ve been so lazy. And overwhelmed with school and future plans!

Running in the Cold

I’ve been running less and less now that I’m not preparing for an event. I simply must sign up for that one in April.

In other news, it’s my first time running in cold weather… and I can see why runners have special tights or what-have-you for this purpose. It’s not because they’re necessarily cold, but that one’s skin can start feeling like it’s burning from the cold and wind chill. I need to pick up a pair of earmuffs from Daiso and start checking out running tights or arm warmers.

I also got legitimately lost while running up in Northside this morning, a product from not running in that area for too long. Fortunately my smartphone is my new iPod so I was able to use GPS to find my way back home!

About running in Seattle – we stayed near the University, not in downtown, so it really wasn’t much different than running in Berkeley. That area is hilly and has cute cottages and roundabouts, etc. It was nice running in a new area and looking with fresh eyes though. I also did feel quite badass because I was running at night and it was COLD and my breath was coming out like dragon breath. Everyone I passed had multiple layers on while I was wearing shorts and a t-shirt.


My knee is still killing the shit out of my running. I can go a couple miles before I have to stop and then not run for the next few days. But honestly it’s also been my lack of sports bras that has been stopping my running.

I am excited to run around in Seattle though. !!! I’ll let you know what it’s like.

Hello New Year! I am determined to not let ipod-lessness, and missing sports bras, and injuries derail me from my running. My favorite post from last year’s dailymile:

I think it was more than 3 hours… I think I have to find a flatter trail, this takes everything out of me. Highs and Lows:
High: on the first downhill, started planning my dream vacation
Low: on the second uphill, legs were screaming DO NOT WANT
Low: the second downhill, could not find my happy place. even downhill was really bad
Low: saw two 200+-pound women. contemplated benefits of obesity
High: saw person in a wheelchair. wondered why I was whining
High: sprinted it down Durant.

My knee is injured

I guess it was fortunate that the event sold out, because my left knee is really killing me. I was feeling extremely lardy carby today after having eaten a large piece(s) of baguette, so I went out to go on a nice, relaxed evening run. Except I couldn’t even make it more than a few paces before a searing pain ran through my knee! I barely feel it when I walk or palpate, but – augh! Even though I told myself ’twas but a flesh wound (since I’d just banged it, it had to be, right?), I barely made it two blocks, pausing every five seconds, before I just had to turn around.


Please get better!!