Scary Catcalls, liver scans and 19 miles

Last Updated on October 18, 2019 by Amanda Brooks

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Well it’s probably clear from the title that today is entirely a Think Out Loud Thursday rather than anything super helpful…and I love you for still showing up to find out what’s going on!

Be prepared to read the world “seriously” multiple times as that appears to be my way of saying…WHAT ON EARTH IS HAPPENING.

SCARY CATCALL
Tis the season for all things spooky, so I’m sure dark shadows and too many Criminal Minds viewings have me more cautions than normal, but still…

What do men expect to happen when they start hollering at you while you are running.

It takes a lot to scare me any more when I run. I’m aware, I’m confident and I’m always trying to make smart choices about where I run solo…but I’ll be darned if some a-hole didn’t get my attention Sunday morning.

Heading out at 5:30 it’s dark these days, but I beelined to a busy and very well lit street to kick off my long run. Within minutes a car pulled up with the driver hanging out his window hooting and hollering. Per normal, I didn’t engage…then we got to a stoplight (damnit).

Cue more catcalls, I keep running and then he slows down to continue yelling.

At that point my spidey sense is tingling and he has my full attention. Eventually I did in fact unleash a verbal smackdown and he sped off. Realizing this is a horrible idea I watched carefully to make sure he wasn’t turning down an upcoming street to let me know just what he thought.

Really..WHAT do they expect that I’ll stop, mosey over to his car and say “ohh sweet ride, thanks for yelling at me hot stuff.”
19 MILES OF FUN
Which leads me to the far more exciting topic of how that 19 miler went!! For starters the plan was 18, but I felt so freaking fabulous with our finally cooler weather (upper 60’s) that I wanted to just keep going and going.

Just a month ago I couldn’t keep my HR low enough to do 12 miles all below a 10 minute pace and this weekend I was happily puttering along around 9:40 without any concerns about HR. It was a nice run to see how my fueling is going as well.
Pre-run was slice of sourdough with nut butter
During was hand full of dried fruit and Vega mix of electrolytes and pre-workout
Post-run a big fat green smoothie

All of this leads me to my last point…more dr time.

NO FOOD OR WATER
The last few weeks have been a rollercoaster of health and lack there of. One week I was just too pooped to do much of anything and ready to call the Dr to get a referral ASAP, the next I was flying through my runs feeling on top of the world.

This week I’m about middle of the road. Not sleeping well (highly usual), definitely low moods and a little tired but still finding my runs highly enjoyable.

Yesterday, was navigating the hospital for a full abdominal scan (seeing if liver/kidneys look ok) and tomorrow I’ll follow up with the hematologist to see if we can finally pin point the location of my crazy. I’d say it’s located somewhere between my right and left ear. For the scan, I wasn’t allowed to eat or drink anything after around 8 the night before…

What is it about being told not to eat or drink that pretty much sends you in to a complete feeding frenzy?! Seriously after my abdominal scan, I was fully contemplating hospital food!

There you have it a little random Thursday what’s happening in my life for you!

How do you handle catcalls?

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