2 hurricanes in 2 years. Honestly, how does that even happen in New York?
I knew that by the time I woke up on Monday morning, the conditions were going to look something like this — and not let up again for at least another 36 hours.
Ok, so New York City’s treeless landscape isn’t the best vehicle for proof of Hurricane-like conditions, but take my word for it, the weather was already getting weird.
Knowing that this was a likely scenario ahead of time, I spent Thursday through Saturday (because Sunday typically turns into an unintentional “rest,” or “I can’t get off the couch” day) running — and running, and running.
17 miles in the delicious fall air, to be exact.
Thursday: 5 Miles
Thursday’s run kicked off with a basic lap around the lower loop of Central Park. It was incredibly beautiful and, unlike the majority of September and October, felt so much like fall. Plus, I got to check out the bleachers being set up in anticipation of the New York City Marathon. Hopefully, it doesn’t get too destroyed in the storm.
Friday: 7.25 Miles
No, that’s not a typo. On Friday, I completed my longest run since
injury undefined leg pain. Thankfully, while my body was exhausted, my shins felt pretty awesome almost the entire time.
This wasn’t necessarily one of those last-minute decisions to tack on another 2 miles. Rather, I knew that I had 7 in me from the moment I opened my eyes.
The route took me up 5th Avenue to the Engineers Gate…
…where I said hello to the reservoir, and apologized for not being able to stay longer. Knowing that I could spend at least a small portion of my run on dirt made me feel that much better. Although I typically dislike soft surfaces despite the physical benefits, doing so markedly reduced the pressure that was being placed on my shins.
From there, I took Cat Hill south (which, by the way is so much easier in the reverse direction). Off to the side of the path, there’s actually a small dirt trail that’s perfect for runners with especially small feet, and so I continued to off-road my way back to the lower loop.
I was incredibly happy after finishing up this long overdue 7 miler through Central Park, but I have to admit that I was also undoubtedly frustrated. Why did my body feel like it was going in slow motion? Why did my legs feel like bricks?
When talking to Noah about it later, I noted how disappointing it’s felt lately to be unable to bang out 10 milers on whim, and how at the moment, 7 miles feels as physically taxing as what I was able to accomplish not long ago.
Yea, he replied. But maybe that’s what got you into this mess in the first place.
Friday night was spent laying relatively low, seeing Louis CK…
…and sharing a quiet dinner with friends. That left me with one more run before the arrival of Sandy (again, noting that Sunday is often my unofficial rest day).
Saturday: 5.5 Miles
I love that I’m at the point in life where Noah and I can wake up on a Saturday morning and log 5.5 miles before the clock strikes 10. Of course, I’ve been doing this since college, but at least now it’s socially acceptable to be ready to go before the rest of the world has woken up.
Saturday’s run was far from easy. I had managed to cram far more miles into three days than my body was used to over the course of a week. Having Noah to chat with and keep me from slowing down was a huge help, and he said that I’ve gotten noticeably faster. It must be the fact that I’ve been confined to shorter distances. Or maybe it was my new best friend, the Saucony Triumph 10’s. (Seriously, I don’t know how I found these, but I’m starting to question every other running shoe I’ve ever worn. They are both so light and so supportive.)
Sitting here typing with the window opened wide, I could certainly go out for a run in this pre-storm hour. Being true to myself though, there’s no reason. During these relatively longer stretches of running, it’s equally important to give my shin ample time to recuperate, and so that’s exactly what I intend to do.
In the meantime, I’m totally prepared for this storm with the essentials: a bottle of Perrier, basil and pesto hummus, and an already half-eaten box of Berry Yogurt Crunch cereal. It’s healthy, because it says yogurt on the box.
Be safe today, East Coasters!
- Do you plan to run in advance in anticipation of bad weather?
- Any awesome runs this weekend?
- What are your top three Hurricane Sandy essentials?