Today’s Exploratory Run

Today was stressful day at work. One thing I like to do after a stressful day is go for a run outside. Stress is bad for the body, do I figure I’ll balance it out with something healthy.

Normally, I’ll run to Noodles or Target and run home, which is about 3 miles. I haven’t done this for a while.

But tonight I decided to keep going and run past Hamline Avenue to see what was down there. I mean, you know a lot of areas, but you drive past and don’t really notice as much like you would running.

So I went to Lexington. And you know everything there when you drive: it’s a White Castle.

I kept going.

There, I found a BBQ place. I wasn’t really hungry, but I thought I’d check it out.

This place featured a lot of pork, in the flavor as whole headed pigs you can BBQ. If you couldn’t guess, but this point, I was beyond the typical areas in Saint Paul. Those end at White Castle, pretty much.

I was at University and Victoria. Do you know what’s on Victoria?

Oh yes–Cafe Latte!

So I took a jaunt south though the neighborhoods less traveled, and eventually hit Grand.

At Cafe Latte, I had a truffle and water. I took an awesome picture I was going to post it with the comment “I run do I can eat what I want,” but the phones 4% power wasn’t enough to save it…

Then I ran down Grand, back to Fairview, then back home.

It was a long run.

Next time, I’ll have to remember to train so I don’t do this cold turkey, my water belt, and nipple tape.

Safe Night Runs

Nights come earlier. Often enough, by the time you get home, it’s dark!

That makes you choose one of three things. The easiest thing you can do is give in to the early onset of your Christmas Cookie Weight, meaning not run at all. This is obviously an unacceptable option.
Next, you can run inside on a treadmill. That’s great if there are no other options.
But we most of us who run usually like to actually go somewhere.

So there’s a few tips to ensure that you’re safe.

The Obvious

First of all, be smart about where you run. I’ve read quite a bit, and most articles recommend that women not run with music. This is for their personal safety against aggressive men. But honestly, when I run at night, I don’t listen to music. For me, it’s so I can be fully aware of my surroundings. Cars coming, emergency vehicles, or anything else that might impact my run or run path.

Run Form & Location

As much as I’d love to run on trails or the sidewalks of Summit Avenue, I usually don’t have the time or motivation to go there. That means I’m running on the sidewalks near my house.

Most sidewalks that are not on the main roads or around a lake, sidewalks aren’t always perfectly smooth. Basically, the sidewalk tiles don’t see eye to eye with their neighbors….
Generally, this is barely noticeable. However, the way I run on trails gives me very little clearance, even an inch of unknown elevation change could cause a trip, as I learned last fall when running after dark.

While generally there is enough street lighting or city lighting to see the sidewalk, there are quite a few areas you won’t be able to see. While one may be tempted to use a headlamp, as a fashion adviser, I think it would be a little awkward.

Another feasible option, and much less attention-getting, would be to slow down. Of course, then you’d have to slow down, and really, why don’t you just walk? Heck, if you’re going to walk, why don’t you just just stay home and eat some cookies?

No, you should run with your toes first. While you might think that you’d look funny running on your toes, but you shouldn’t worry about how you look running. I mean, you look totally normal, since it’s kind of how a sprinter runs. But really, you shouldn’t ever ever care what people think of you when you’re running.

But the reason you want to run on your toes is simply the motion of your step. By leading with your toes, your foot will no longer be  be moving forward as it hits the ground. It will be moving in a downward motion, so if there’s a change in elevation or a change in terrain, you don’t step into the new terrain, but you step on top of it.

The motion on your next step doesn’t rely on gripping the ground, so if it’s sand, ice, or water, you’re not going to slip. Instead of pushing the ground back with your foot, you raise your leg up and forward for the next step. This allows for absolutely no tripping. It makes it do no matter what the elevation.

So really, until there’s ice, you have no excuse for not running.

Fairtastic Fun

Many of you might wonder, why do I go to the Fair so much? Do I really like crowds that much?

Well, honestly? YES! But that’s not all.

I mean, sure it’s convenient. It’s close enough to run there, so I don’t have to deal with drama of parking. But convenience isn’t everything. Not enough to bring someone there three times each year (I only eat a lot one time… give or take….).

But I love the Fair because it lets be myself. Normally to run as much as I do, people would freak out. But at the Fair, it’s big enough (or crazy enough) that they don’t even care. Anything goes at the Fair. Heck, I’m surprised I wear regular pants when I go.

Or it’s big enough that I can get enough distance from them before they can realize that they’re freaking out. It’s kind of the same from my perception. If you want to change anything on the world, communicate. I’ll resist a tirade.

But it lets me do whatever I want. Even in groups, people can do whatever they want. For instance, during my first jaunt this year, I was on a Meetup group that wanted to sit and talk. The whole time. So I just took off with someone who came from NYC just to check out the Fair. He’s MN friends weren’t around, so he joined the Meetup group.

Today was with my group. My group is awesome a prefect! Everyone goes off on side adventures, and while it might take 10 minutes here or there, everyone regroups and continued the journey together – I couldn’t’ve asked for a better group!

But getting back to how the Fair is awesome:

The Fair has live music everywhere, and always a dance floor…. well, at least a little area between the front seat and the stage….

During the day, sure, I “got the dance out of my system,” something I have to do when there’s a great atmosphere, live music, and time. I was at Dino’s work my group and danced a couple of quick dances, but they barely counted. It was install asks because the band just started again (crowd wasn’t warm yet), and I just wanted to impress my group.

But as I was leaving, there was a band playing Duran Duran. So naturally, I entered. I danced my way in, everyone smiling at my ridiculous dance-walk, as I surveyed the room. And then I saw her – the woman I HAD to dance with, and three woman I knew would say yes.

She was obviously a bride to be, celebrating with her sister at the Fair. Now if anyone sees me out and about at random dance floors, which none of you do because you don’t go out, you would know I always dance with the bride to be. While this prenuptial princess liked the idea of dancing, usually if they don’t, there’s helpful peer pressure from the wedding party to dance, plus I always quietly tell them I’m good at leading, and that she’ll impress her friends…. at least I will. Instead of stick around to talk to the lovely ladies, I just exit as quick as I enter. It’s a girl’s night out. I’m not going to mess.

But what I do, in theory, is I create stories. I create memories. Not for me, but for the bride to be. A lady’s bachelorette party may not be as crazy as some guys’, but I think everyone should have stories to tell, so if there was nothing besides that nice day, and provably that cake or champagne at a restaurant, they’ll be able to recall that time when she was dancing at her bachelorette party.

Small? Yes. Unlikely? Maybe. But it’s the details that make life fun.