There are 93 days until the NYC Marathon. Past NYC marathon runners: How did you do it?! How did you train in this miserable heat? Send advice!
Last weekend we escaped to Maine to visit Acadia National Park. We LOVED it. I wrote about hiking and bike in Maine. Check out those posts here:
Hiking in Acadia: Beehive Trail, Gorge Path Trail and The Great Head Trail
Biking the carriage roads in Acadia National Park
Here’s the full recap from week four of marathon training:
Last weekend, Matt and I took a little “mini moon” to Acadia National Park on Mount Desert Island near Bar Harbor, Maine. We originally planned this trip for July 4th weekend in 2016, but Matt ended up needing emergency kidney stone surgery that very weekend. (Don’t worry; he is fine!)
see, totally fine.
Hi friends. I am really excited about the response to last week’s post about wedding diets. It was very interesting to hear from different people on the blog and through social media on how wedding prep triggered (or didn’t!) a will to diet/workout. With about 30 days to go until my own wedding, it’s something that’s been on my mind.
After last week’s taste of summer, I’m not thrilled about the gloomy, grey weather in this week’s forecast. Anyone else feeling me on this?
Lucky for me, last weekend had glorious sunny weather. I was in Great Barrington (again) but this time with a few lovely ladies for my bachelorette party.
Before we get to that, here’s what went down last week:
Happy Monday! So yes, I fell off a treadmill. And it looked something like this:
I’ll tell the full story below in this week’s recap. So without further ado, this week’s fitness replay:
Hi everyone. Thanks so much for the Insta-love while I was in Colorado. As a life-long East Coaster, I must admit mountain-living really suits me. There might be less oxygen up but there is an abundance of heart. I walked into a juice/oat shop in Denver (yup, that’s a thing, hi friends at ProsperOats), and as I waited for them to mix up my juice, I joined a conversation that EVERYONE in the shop was having. I left knowing each patrons’ plans for the rest of the day (obviously they were all going to go exercise/be outside/plant something).
Now I’m back in NYC growling at everyone on the subway and walking with my neck craned into my phone’s screen to avoid unsanctioned human interaction.
Here’s what happened last week in the Centennial state.