Showing posts with label marathon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label marathon. Show all posts

Thursday, July 15, 2010

PMDD or PMTDD anyone?


"There's no place like home." - Dorothy [wizard of Oz]

Poets have long said [something like], The best part of a journey is coming home.

I see it more as a delicate "re-entry".  Maybe the astronauts know what they are talking about.  Jump back into your daily "life" too fast and you'll "burn up" [or out] but go in to easy and you fall off the radar never to be seen again. [yes, dramatic but remember what blog you are reading].

I feel as if I am suffering from this dilemma, I call PMDD{Post Marathon [Trip] Dysphoric Disorder}.

Without a doubt, when I return from a marathon [especially in another city/state].  I seem to fall into a low-grade depression or funk.  PMTDD.  Which includes being tired, slightly moody, food cravings, increased sensitivity to criticism  & sleepless.

Sadly, there is no KNOWN cure for PM[T]DD.  However, I hear wearing 8 Gu packets in your belt loops, never having more than 3oz of any fluid in your carry-on /purse & wearing compression socks to the grocery store has helped some.  No one really knows why these methods help but some believe it tricks the body into thinking it still has a marathon [in some awesome far away state] coming up.

When we come home we are the same person who left. 

The only thing is . . we're not.

I think psychologists could explain PMTDD quite simply. . . while racing/running we feel free, ready to live it up, get that PR, try something new.  While at home, we know there will be many work emails awaiting, a crap load of laundry, a dirty house, a relationship to address, a dog to pick-up, the light bulb that hasn't ever been replaced in the laundry room.  I know, I know it's not really bad.

The run . . . the trip . . . life experiences . . . they change us.  No, not in huge ways rather, small subtle ways.  A lot of these changes cannot be seen until we are home.  Which is why no matter how difficult to endure, PMTDD is a necessary part of the journey.  our journey.

Does this mean me need to suffer through this alone?  Heck, NO!  Hello, why do you think I blog?! ;)  I love to read about your journey.  what you do.  How you cope.  I think we should hold web/video conferencing meeting [for extra support].  What the heck, let's all meet up in Boston [or NYC - YAY!] next year. 

Ahhh crap, who am I kidding?  I just signed up for [this] as I suffered through my PMTDD yesterday.

I am so not addicted to running.

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

whataya want from me?

 .... oh really, you don't want anything?

perfect.

I want something from you

and

No, not your spot in NYC on November 7th.

I want your favorite song on your marathon, workout or clean your house playlist.  The one song that gets you moving in a way no other song can!

[Since I am 100% fine with bribery]

I'll give this to the person who shares the song - that become my next favorite too.

Just leave the favorite song in "comment" form and tell me you are a follower or you just became one [or don't if it creeps you out]  ; ).  Winner will be picked on Friday April 23rd.

Yes, it's only $15 but it's something right!?

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

the best

Rock N' Roll 2010
AKA - The Sojourner Run & The "sisterhood" Run


Going strong. : )


Ewok [peanut] appears!



Not sure who to thank for the awesome heart decor on my lawn but - thank you!!  fabulous.  The new running glasses - from the Pita.  Flowers?  Tiff & Happy.  My new favorite photo in the whole world?  Taken by Auntie B.  Awesome experience.  Bring on NYC!

Monday, October 19, 2009

Finally - #2 !

[I probably should have worded that title a little differently?!]
After a 10 year "break". Here I go again . . .

Coming this January - - - marathon #2.
Got the "email OK" from The Pita Friday.
Actually, his reply was this: "Sure, go kill yourself - again."
Which in "Pita Talk" means: "of course Em, go for it, I'll be there at every drink station to cheer you on, your knee will be fine, Peanut & I will make signs . . . ."