Operation Nuuntini

Our friend Bob (the one that married us, remember?) was in town last week from Ohio. He’s like a grown up little kid – full of endless energy, the ability to chat up anyone, and an infectious happy-go-lucky disposition on life. You could throw him in the bottom of a well and he’d find a way to entertain and enjoy himself. Not that we did that, but I did drag him to the track with me once so I guess that’s kind of the same.

Anyway, after a healthy breakfast and long hike through Laguna Canyon we came back to the house and Bob declared it the “perfect day for a margarita!” followed by, “can we go out to the beach? do you have a frisbee we can throw? wanna play catch? watch me do a handstand!”

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boys being boys, fueled by nuun and tequila

It was the PERFECT opportunity to bust out the Nuunarita recipe, which got two big thumbs (& a frisbee and baseball mitt) from Mr Activity.

And with that the inspiration to test out the liquorability of the new Nuun flavors was born…

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cherry limeade, lemonade, watermelon

The next day I employed Kristina as my sous chef – for second opinion tasting, note-taking, and because she had a bunch of awesome mixers and snacks. No mixology experiment is safe without the aid of salty carbs.

You can quote me on that.

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hard at work emptying bottles

We came up with a couple SOLID winners, perfect for summertime. There were a few more after these but we stopped taking pictures or measuring anything and truth be told a glass of lukewarm bathwater would’ve been fine with a heavy-enough pour of vodka in it at that point.

So here you are. A few new nuuntail/ nuuntini/ “low-guilt except maybe what you do after them” cocktail recipes.

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Watermelon Nuun Daiquiri

Mix a strong batch of watermelon nuun and freeze in an icecube tray. (Shoulda stuck popsicle sticks in a few – maybe next time.) Crush by hitting the shit out of them inside a ziplock with the back of a wooden spoon. I’m sure the neighbors were seconds from calling the cops, especially when paired with the maniacal giggling coming from K and I. Dice up some fresh watermelon, about an even amount as the nuun cubes, and combine in blender with a heavy shot of rum.

Add an umbrella and a Kenny Chesney song for optimal effects.

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Lemonade Nuun Sunrise

One lemonade tab in ~6oz water (that’s less than half a pint glass), splash of an orange-y juice (we used mango tango naked), and a two-count pour of tequila. Stir, add ice. Slowly pour a little grenadine down the side so it sinks to the bottom and looks really fancy. If you drink carefully it’ll stay there and you can dump it out because aint nobody got time for weird syrupy stuff when there’s tequila to be had instead.

Cherry Limeade Chaser

(no photo because it’s a tab in plain old water and I’m confident you don’t need visual help to make that happen)

When the daytime boozing kicks in and naptime sounds better than rallying to meet your friends out, take a cherry limeade shot. The caffeine (as much as a cup of coffee, I think) will give you a boost for round two and c’mon you know you’re supposed to be putting back a non-alcoholic bev between drinks anyway. We’re not 19 21 anymore…

(or maybe you are, in which case, enjoy it while you can bitches.)

cheers

Sarah OUaL

I was not compensated for this post and no one even offered to come over and make breakfast for my slightly-hungover self the next day. But the good news is I was the most hydrated hungover ever!

Pass the Duct Tape? My Ass-Kicking Button is Broken.

This will not be your normal weekend recap post. Not that you expect anything normal or regulated around here in the first place, but I felt the need to preface with that anyway for some reason.

Sarah Mac – Oiselle teammate, marketing guru, and sweat-wick model extraordinaire – was in town (the story behind the visit HERE). Despite the trip’s unfortunate circumstance  and my anxiety over ‘OMG how do you entertain an elite runner who’s missing their goal race?!!’ we managed to have a pretty good time.

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Sweat-testing some new threads including YES THE NEW SPORTS BRAS (more on those later this week), lawn games in the alley bc duh you can’t drink on the beach, Nuun mixologizing, brown bagging at a delicious BYOB Thai place, running the pool table AND the jukebox at the skuzziest dive in all of Newport, Vine and driving biking, auditioning (and failing) for a bird model spot, duffy boating and getting to know a teammate a little better.

Solid 27 hours, IMO.

But since weekends are for long runs, lets talk about running for a second.

We’re seven weeks out from Eugene, and my ass-kicking button is broken. I (somehow) ran 49 miles last week, half of which I didn’t wear a watch for and 98% of which I didn’t give a flying F about pace or effort or what type of “workout” it was supposed to be. Just plain old running. Junk miles.

I *hate* junk miles.

This is the heat of training and I’ve pulled my inner “but I don’t wannaaaa” five year old out way too often for someone who usually thrives on those ball-busting workouts. Yes, it’s better than last week where I completely bagged the miles all together, but my lack of enthusiasm towards running hard is slightly concerning. And I want it back.

So I did what every normal person (at least I hope) would do – I signed up for the ultimate pain-fest reality check, a 5K this weekend.

My unofficial “wtf is wrong with you?!” psych self-evaluation during LR walk break #15 is that I don’t have that fear that marathon training instills in you. Like, you better freaking get those 20 milers in or you might really not survive on race day. With the half, I’m all,

“Whatever, I can go run 13.1 miles right NOW, what’s this run going to do? Shave a few seconds off my finish time? pshhh, whatever. Let’s go get froyo.”

(related : Yogurtland has Lucky Charms marshmallows now. all those years picking them out and leaving a bag full of boring cereal have been redeemed!)

Just getting miles in and enjoying the simple act of running would be fine if my goal was just to finish in Eugene, but that’s not the case. I want a PR. I want to run fast. I want to see what I can REALLY do. I want that fighter back.

And this Sunday will be a nice wake up call on how much work I’ve got to catch up on to get there. I’m scared excited already.

Sarah OUaL

ps the RACER Wall Frame winner was Shanna C! (she already knows) Congrats!

Damnit I Said I Wasn’t Going to do This…

Things I said I wasn’t going to do on 12/31/12 :

  • Post an “Annual Recap”
  • Make Resolutions
  • Get drunk and not be able to enjoy my first run back from Zero Month tomorrow

Things I am(/probably am) doing :

  • Posting something I’m convincing myself is “definitely not an annual recap”
  • Making a “To Do in 2013″ list
  • …TBD.

I swore I wasn’t going to do a Year Recap post this year. I did last year, spent a lot of time on it, and actually still like clicking over to it and seeing all the cool things I did in one nice little spot permanently etched in the internet until I stop paying for this domain.

But I’m an in-denial hipster and don’t like doing things everyone else is doing, and you’ve read so many of them by now you’re probably not even reading this right now. Plus it’s kind of like “look at me! look at me! look at all the cool things I did!” and I prefer keeping my boasting for in-person because I’ve got a great fake nonchalant look that exudes just the right amount of humility and inexcusable self-pretentiousness.

But (again) in light of yesterday’s Revive the Fire post and realizing on my commute to work this morning (YES I HAD TO WORK TODAY) what an incredible year it really was, I realized I just HAD to do something to pay homage to my favorite things from the year.

But it’s my blog and I want a trip down memory lane for when I get Alzheimers start asking myself why I put myself through the things I do. Because life is fun and live it to the fullest and remember that time so-and-so did this and we went there? Wasn’t that so awesome?

So, here’s my 2012 brag sheet. Enjoy.

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“Not an Annual Recap-Recap”

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January – March

Rang in the New Year in CA with friends & my new’ish bro-in-law and his fiancee  *  Spectated a kinda-sorta special race in Houston which sparked a year of run-cationing with my Type Z other half  *  Brian returned to running and I earned my first podium finish (2nd overall female)

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March – April

Checked off a baseball bucket list item at Spring Training in Arizona  *  Hiked Camelback Mountain between games  *  Perfected Downward Facing Dog (not really, just thought it was too cute a picture not to share).

Didn’t write about any of it.

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March – April

Swam boated with the dolphins  *  Ran my first relay, Ultra-style at Ragnar SoCal  *  Toasted to huge 26.2 PRs on Hayward with favo runner girlfriends and vowed to make Eugene my next home

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May – June

Some of my favorite Ohioans came to visit  *  I co-piloted the Inaugural Nuun Mile  *  Trophy Pulled at a 5k back home with little sis, scored my first Overall Female win

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June – July

Weaseled our way behind home plate at an Indians game with all my fam & inlaws, got caught picking my nose on TV  *  Returned to Eugene with Em & Oiselle for the Olympic Track Trials, bird-style  *  Satisfied my hillbilly heart with boots & flannel at my first Jambo experience

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July – August

Got to rep our Cleveland gear in Anaheim for Tribe vs Angels  *  … and do it again in Seattle… (are you sick of seeing Em yet?)  *  … before tackling Runner 5 of the legendary Hood to Coast Relay with Team Nuun

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August – September

Battled Jurassic Park the at-home version  *  Became an “official” bird  *  Took advantage of beach life and actually stayed dry this time

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October – November

Got more bad news from the dermatologist, told cancer to get the fck outta here  *  Ultra relayed, again, and cleaned up at the awards ceremony for Ragnar Vegas  *  Watched (from DNF sidelines) my little sister demolish her first half and get bit HARD by the distance bug

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November – December

GOT ANOTHER SISTER!  *  DNF’d my 2nd race at CIM but got to watch my training partner and new marathoner BQ and fall in love with the distance

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December – Now

Got to spend the holidays at home in Ohio with both Brian & my families  *  Enjoyed a healthy dose of winter (& wine) and happily returned to SoCal and my flip flops

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So there it is. My year in a (much longer than anticipated) picture post. Hope you’re up for the challenge, 2013 – You’ve definitely got your work cut out for you.

* What was your favorite memory from 2012? Anybody get married? Pop out a kid? Discover the world’s best cookie recipe??

Sarah OUaL