Not Goodbye, Just See You Later

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Dear friends,

I know I’ve been miserable at posting in December, even after swearing to a posting schedule. I’ve just been busy at work, down with a cold, preoccupied with Christmas decorations and gifts and baking and cheer—you know how all the excuses go. And since failing to meet my NaNoWriMo deadline (or even come close, yet again), I’ve been feeling kind of lackluster about writing, blogging and otherwise.

So, after some deep thought, I’ve decided to take a semi-hiatus from this blog. I want to pen a novel, and to do that, I think I need to eliminate all other writing distractions. That goal will be one of only two resolutions for 2018, my 30th year. But it feels like a “big year,” the right time to hunker down and finally get this idea that’s in my head out onto the page. It might take a couple of months; it might take the entire year.

And my second resolution is also going to eat up a lot of time: running the New York City marathon in November 2018. It’s going to require a lot of training, much of which will be long runs to build up stamina and mental hardiness. I’ll also have to keep up with strength training and speed runs and do a few races to motivate myself. Eating and living healthily goes hand-in-hand with that, of course.

I’d like to still post every once in a while, to keep you in the loop on my progress/life, and to check in with all the dear friends I’ve made on this platform since I first started blogging. This isn’t full closure; it isn’t a goodbye. It’s more a see you later, see you soon—basically a “see you whenever I can spare a few minutes here or there to scratch out a quick update, recipe, or restaurant/book review.” I’ll also try to keep my Facebook page updated with short bursts, since that’s a bit easier than writing a full post.

In the meantime, thank you for your love, support, and willingness to read whatever I’ve written. Have a very Merry Christmas and the happiest of new years!!

xx
Chris

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A Runner’s Dream

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Yesterday, for the first time in 40 years, an American woman (Shalane Flanagan) broke the finish line tape of the New York City marathon! I’d been following her career with interest, so I was especially excited to watch her succeed in what she’s called a childhood dream. Her unofficial time was 2 hours and 26 minutes—only one minute and one second faster than that of the three-time defending champion. It’s so crazy to think that had she taken a slightly slower pace, she might not be celebrating victory today. It’s something that strikes me every time I run: whenever I want to slow down, I remind myself that even a few seconds can matter, though my races are nowhere near as high stakes as the marathon was for a four-time Olympian like Shalane.

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View from the Pelham Bridge in the Bronx. #nofilter

I’d never dreamt of running a marathon. In fact, a few years ago, I couldn’t begin to contemplate completing a 10K. But somehow, the sport takes hold of you, and once it does, you find yourself pushing farther than you’d ever believed possible. And in 2018, I will race the NYC marathon, even though racing double the amount I’ve ever run before seems intimidating at best, impossible at worst. About half a year from now, I’ll start looking into which training plan Todd and I should follow (yep, he’s doing it with me; I have the best husband ever) and I’ll focus on things like pace and gear and timing and energy gels and how to run 26.2 miles without having to pee.

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A perfect postrun snack: Cocoa-topped coffee accompanied by a homemade, whole-wheat, pumpkin olive oil bread with walnuts and fresh ginger!

Until then, though, I’m going to just bask in the run: short two-mile morning jogs under the few stars I can see from my neighborhood, long runs in the Botanical Garden or to the cemetery to visit my grandma and grandpa’s headstone. My running dream is to appreciate each experience, even if it’s hard or I just want to sit on the couch and watch TV instead. This weekend, Todd and I did a run to the beach and back home, seven miles in all. We didn’t worry about how fast we were going, we just took in the scenery and walked when we needed to and ran just to enjoy the run. For me, that’s the best part. That and and the post-run coffee (accompanied by carbs & protein!) I like to have when I get back.