Heartache

A week ago today we had to say our last good bye to our Nelson. To say this past week has been tough would be an understatement of gigantic proportions. I understand that only people who are as close to their pets as we were to Nelson can fully comprehend our loss and I truly do not care if a non pet owner does not get it. Nelson was a family member in every sense of the word and it has been very strange in the house without him this past week. It feels like I am in someone else’s home. It is all the little things and gestures that were done automatically and without thought, filling his water bowl, pulling his bed out at night, getting a cookie out of the cabinet, brushing his teeth (twice a day!!! Every day!!!), sharing bananas and peanut butter for lunch. And of course, there is the empty house when we get back home from running errands or dinner with friends. No one waiting at the door for us, so excited that we were home.

David and I have been keeping busy and the outpouring of love, warm thoughts, and memories have been overwhelming. Nellie touched so many lives and our friends, family, and the online community have been nothing but kind and understanding. My grief for him cuts deep and my heart aches tremendously. We are slowly healing and overall it is getting better but there are still tears and there will be for quite some time. He was such a big part of our lives and the void he left is HUGE!

David said it best:

“Today I lost a good friend and constant companion. I will miss Nelson sitting behind my chair while I worked, forever ready to share one of my cookies. He was a swimmer, a runner, a hiker, a beachcomber, a mountain goat, a guard dog, a cheese lover, a protector and most of all he was always there whenever we needed him.
He has truly been one of the best friends I have ever had, from the day I picked him up in Santa Rosa as a 16 pound bundle of fun, to today December 8th, 2011 when we had to say goodbye.
He has been an amazing dog and he has had a great life. Nelson has been such a presence in our lives and so many others. He gave us so much that it is hard to imagine him not being there. … But he will always live on in our memories. A gentle giant with a heart of gold, who loved everybody!

Farewell for now good friend, I’m so very glad I got to know you!”

It gives me great comfort to know that he never had to suffer. He never really stopped doing all the things he loved most, he even chased a tennis ball – slowly and wonky – with his good buddy Jack the week before he passed away and had his breakfast just before we took him on his very last car ride, not to mention snacking in the kitchen with David – those who knew him best know that Nelson never missed a meal, unless he was forced to. I would have never wanted anything less for him.

Such a beautiful soul both inside and out who wanted nothing but be our friend. He left giant paw prints in our hearts and we will miss him forever!

Today’s Running Tip: A good run can help you through the tough time!

Running has always been my outlet for putting things in perspective and coping with grief. A good run allows your mind soar and your thoughts to flow freely. It refreshes the soul and makes you feel better all over.

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A true friend

BluMountain Lord Nelson

August 5, 1999 – December 8, 2011

~ I will miss him terribly

 The Last Battle

If it should be that I grow frail and weak
And pain should keep me from my sleep,
Then will you do what must be done,
For this — the last battle — can’t be won.
You will be sad I understand,
But don’t let grief then stay your hand,
For on this day, more than the rest,
Your love and friendship must stand the test.
We have had so many happy years,
You wouldn’t want me to suffer so.
When the time comes, please, let me go.
Take me to where to my needs they’ll tend.
Only, stay with me till the end
And hold me firm and speak to me
Until my eyes no longer see.
I know in time you will agree
It is a kindness you do to me.
Although my tail its last has waved,
From pain and suffering I have been saved.
Don’t grieve that it must be you
Who has to decide this thing to do;
We’ve been so close — we two — these years,
Don’t let your heart hold any tears.
~Unknown

 

Today’s Running Tip: There will be no running tip today!

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Movember

I almost missed December 1st this year. All I know is that November flew by and all of a sudden here it was: December. In all of it’s glory it brought with it unusually cold Santa Ana winds. I know, I know! The rest of the country is living through snow and ice while we always enjoy the best weather in the nation this time of year. There is a reason Californians are also known as “wuzzes”, “fruits”, and “nuts”! So what? We love our heat and get quite cranky when the temperatures drop below our comfort level of 90 degrees. And up until now it has been fabulous. Balmy, sunny days with endless blue sky, a heat wave even. I am not complaining! Yet! Maybe! Because December is the month where winter officially sets in BUT it is also the month when the days start to get longer again and my least favorite season – Fall – will be over soon. Spring is next!!!

And for running this past month has been excellent. There even was a race. Yes, only a Turkey Trot, over before you could properly warm up, but it felt good to line up at the start and be part of the yearly tradition here in the desert. It starts Thanksgiving day on the right foot. And we sure had a lovely Thanksgiving at our friends house. Great company and excellent food. Then I threw it all up. Not on purpose. Just to be clear.

But tummy troubles aside I did manage to get a decent amount of exercise in this past month. Here is to a jolly December.

Total Distance: 216.8 miles
Total Time: 59:34:47 min
Run Distance: 165.2 miles
Run Time: 21:04:47 min
Walk Distance: 51.6 miles 
Walk Time: 24:30:00 min
  • Shortest run: 5 miles
  • Longest run: 6.8 miles
  • Average speed: 7:39 min/miles
  • Strength & Endurance: 11 hours
  • Spinning: 2 hours
Today’s Running Tip: Sticking with a routine throughout the Holiday Season!
To prevent weight gain, loss of fitness and motivation during the holidays it is best to adjust your routine to something that is manageable with all other commitments you might have this month. Choose a schedule that is easier to stick with: run three times a week instead of you usual 5, run 3 miles instead of 6, run early in the day instead of later when other plans can get in the way, run with a buddy who will keep you motivated and hold you accountable.
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It’s not about the food

24 years ago I celebrated my first Thanksgiving in this country. I spent it at Denny’s. Yes, the place that claims to be “Always Open”! And it was indeed!

dennys

I had just arrived “fresh off the boat” a month prior and really had not the slightest idea about this holiday. The concept of turkey, stuffing and the Macy’s parade was still as foreign to me as Pumpkin Pie. In fact I was so oblivious that I did not even know this was a holiday until I woke up that Thursday morning and realized my host parents were not leaving for work. Instead they were seated in front of the TV watching huge balloons pulled by humongous floats through the streets of New York City. I could not imagine anything more boring!!!

We lived in Chester Springs at the time, a small enclave about 30 miles north west of Philadelphia. Not much else was going on that day, which was OK as were packing to go out of town for the long weekend. Although I found it a bit odd that we had to watch the entire spectacle of the parade first before we could actually leave for our drive up north to Marlboro, Massachusetts – another exciting place! But by this time I had already learned that things worked a bit differently in my new home and I did not question intentions any longer. With my parents we would have been packed, the car loaded and the sandwiches and snacks prepared the night before in order to be on the road at the crack of dawn. Not here. We watched the endless parade, then started packing, and finally got on the road late afternoon. We took the scenic route through New York City, still buzzing from all the parading and since it was dinner time before we even hit the Massachusetts state line I got to enjoy my first Thanksgiving dinner at Denny’s. And no, I did not order their “Thanksgiving Special”.

When we finally arrived at my host parents friends’ house in Marlboro it was way past late o’clock but it was then that I met Jacqui and Barry. Little did I know at the time that they would become friends for life! With countless Thanksgivings spent in each other’s company after we had all moved to California. If we had had a chance to look into the future back then on that cold Thanksgiving weekend in New England – when I was still wondering whether I had made a mistake coming to this country – what would we have done with that insight? Let’s just say that it is probably a good thing that we couldn’t get a glimpse of what lay ahead, even though it worked out very well for all of us. We are definitely different people from the ones that met on that snowy driveway 24 years ago, trials and tribulations for all of us, highs and lows, that thing called “life”, allowed us to evolve. Jacqui lives back in the UK now and Barry lives in Italy, Tuscany to be exact (I KNOW!), and we do not get to spend as much time with them as we used to and want to but our friendship has endured and remains strong to this day. A friendship both David and I are grateful for. They are family!!!

Since we moved to the desert our Thanksgiving always starts out with the annual Turkey Trot on El Paseo, where we meet up with old friends and catch up on the year that has passed us by. Usually we are blessed with lovely weather, sunny skies and warm temperatures. In fact we usually have the best weather in the nation this time of year and consider ourselves lucky when we see the weather map for the rest of the country.

21:02

So this week it is only fitting that I list the things I am thankful for this year and of years past:

  • Jacqui and Barry!!!
  • sunny skies
  • a roof over our heads
  • the fact Nelson is still with us and doing well
  • my health
  • David’s health
  • clean sheets to sleep in every night
  • a solid marriage
  • President Obama
  • having a meal every night
  • my friends who are neighbors
  • bananas
  • Facebook connections
  • memories of good times
  • that my friend might be coming home soon!!!
  • being able to start each day with a run
  • my iPhone (shallow? I don’t care!)
  • the morning ritual of drinking herbal tea
  • a fridge filled with food
  • the fact that there will be another Mullen in this world
  • my Welsh relatives
  • friends on Twitter that I have yet to meet
  • desert summers
  • being able to call myself a citizen of this great country

Today’s Running Tip: Run a local Turkey Trot!

If there is a Turkey Trot scheduled in your neck of the woods be sure to sign up and run it. Turkey Trots are usually 5-K races, easy to prepare for and great fun to get out in your community and meet up with other local runners. Not to mention the added benefit of burning some calories before sitting down for the Thanksgiving Feast!

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Nosh

Food! It is on most peoples’ minds most of the time. As for me, it has always been a struggle to actually remember eating. My mom used to tell stories of endless battles of wills from the time I was able to eat solids. Often times my grandfather had to assist by making funny faces and distracting me from the task at hand while my mother shoveled nutrition between my mostly clenched jaw. Most of the time however I spat whatever actually landed on my tongue back out, or so I am told.

Although thinking back to the days of my earliest childhood memories and looking back on my life ever since, I was probably not being lied to.

Meals in Germany are big! The day starts off with a substantial breakfast

and is followed by the main meal around 12:30pm

For someone who has always hated feeling full, growing up in Germany could be considered torture (take that Gitmo prisoners!). My mom, meaning well, and trying to get “some meat on my bones” insisted on feeding me properly every.single.day. starting with endless varieties of the above pictured breakfast. And yes, you guessed it, lunch that consisted mostly of meat, potatoes in various forms and vegetables. It was usually cooking by the time I came home from school and sent me into a daily tailspin of rebellion. Needless to say my most favorite meal of the day was dinner, which is a surprisingly light fair in Germany. Usually an open faced sandwich.

This upbringing has had a lasting impression as I do not eat a proper breakfast nor lunch to this very day. The day I moved out of my parents’ house was the last day I sat down for a breakfast and lunch that had to be eaten with a knife and fork. And to this day I refuse to eat boiled potatoes and usually stay away from cooked vegetables, although I do love them “in the raw” and in a salad. I am telling you, childhood truly does a number on you!

I do like to go to restaurants, but more so for the social aspect of being with friends and having a good glass of wine and except for the occasional treat meal at Arigato or Ca Dario food is really more of a means to an end than something I cherish or even enjoy.

When I became a serious runner I realized fairly quickly that I needed to find a way to feed myself properly while remaining my sanity. I became a “grazer”. Instead of full meals I eat smallish snacks throughout the day. I have the hardest time putting food into my mouth first thing in the morning, but have learned over the years that I should not run on an empty stomach, especially when going out for a long and/or strenuous run. Hubby always makes a week’s worth of whole grain pancakes on the weekend which I store in the fridge for a quick bite first thing in the morning. I usually put some organic unsalted peanut butter on top. After trial and tribulation they seem to be working best. If they are not available I usually eat dry cereal, chased down by a couple spoon fulls of peanut butter and a swig of Gatorade.

After I get home I usually start the day off with a cup of herbal tea before I let the daily grazing begin: there is always a banana with peanut butter somewhere in the daily meal plan, the rest varies. Left over brown rice or pasta from the night before, a handful of almonds or trail mix, cheese and crackers, oatmeal with fresh fruit, a smoothy with soy milk. In addition I drink anywhere from 1.5 to 3.5 liters of water (it’s hot here!). You get the picture. It is colorful!

Dinner depends on the running plan for the next day. The night before my weekly long run I always have whole wheat pasta with vodka sauce and caprese salad. Always!!! Once I had a friend talk me into going out for Mexican food, a decision I paid for dearly the next day on my 16 mile run. These days I willingly cancel all social plans to have this specific meal, cooked at home.

The rest of the week is more flexible. Since we live in SoCal we grill a lot. Fish and lean meats, corn, sweet potatoes (not regular ones!!!) and other fresh delights. And I every night I finish my meal with three pieces of fresh seasonal fruit.

One thing I never do is cut out entire food groups and fall for fad diet ideas. As a runner you need fuel from all sources, including fat. And carbohydrates are your best friend. Personally I love carbs and have never ever restricted my intake. Carbohydrates provide both quick and long lasting energy and should make up about 60 – 65% of your daily intake. Protein will help repair tissue damage and assist with recovery. 15 – 20% of your daily intake should come from lean protein. Last but not least there is “fat”, and yes, you do need it, in fact you should take in 20 – 25% of fat per day. Be sure to choose low saturated fats, fats you find in nuts, fish, and certain oils.

If you stick with basic guidelines you will be well on your way to the finish line!

Today’s Running Tip: Running and weight loss!

If you took up running in order to lose weight, keep in mind that running does not give you the freedom to eat whatever you want. You still have to burn 3600 calories to lose a pound of weight and, depending how hard you are running, for every mile you run you burnapproximately 100 calories. 

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