Frosty the Snow Wimp

Yesterday morning was a disaster. I was supposed to run 16 km, but when the alarm went off at 5:50, and Mario went downstairs to check the highway webcams and saw a not-yet plowed path of snow, it was determined I would not be running with my favourite running chicks. I went back to bed, got up two hours later and had full intentions of getting on the Skytrain and going out to the Seawall, but upon checking the state of the sidewalks and seeing packed snow that looked like it could be slippery snow, especially with the incoming slush, it was determined my Seawall plans weren’t safe plans. What the heck? I knew there was no way I could run on the dreadmill for 16 km, the most I’ve run on there was 12 km and that just about killed me, so the 16 km had to be sacrificed. Damn you snow!

Instead, I did my first ever bricks workout combining two indoor activities I try to avoid at all costs: The Dreadmill and The Trainer.


  • 10:15 a.m. BG before: 6.6 (granola bar, no bolus)
  • Temp. basal: -50 per cent
  • Distance: 5.2 km
  • Average Pace: 6:43 min/km
  • Time: 35 minutes


  • 11 a.m. BG before: 7.8 (piece of French salt chocolate = yum!)
  • Temp. basal (kept it the same) -50 per cent
  • Time: 55 minutes (an episode of True Blood)
  • 12:15 p.m. BG after: 6.2

And while I’m trying to take Mario’s words of wisdom that missing this one long distance run won’t kill me, won’t impede my training, won’t set me back, I’ve got the fitness, I got a whole lot of extra cross-training in on the weekend and this week I’ll be back at it. But that nasty little demon who likes to hang out on my shoulder keeps calling me a wimp – especially when I know two of my favourite running chicks didn’t wimp out and kicked the snow’s butt yesterday morning!

Do you think missing a 16 km run in week 6 of marathon training is detrimental?

Later in the day, we headed over to our friends to watch the Oscars. Mario and I have long prided ourselves on seeing as many of the Oscar contenders as we can before the show, and while he beat me out this year going to see a few of the movies without me (but I’m not bitter, oh no) I still saw a good portion of them, and had a good grasp on which were worthy and which were just added padding (True Grit, bah!). And so you’d think I’d also have a good handle picking out the winners for the Oscar pool right (we get right into it with ballots and even had Black Swan wine :D) Wrong.

I think the problem with seeing so many of the movies is that I get really attached to the ones I really like causing me to vote from the heart … like for Best Movie, I went for the dark horse pick of Winter’s Bone. Excellent movie. And for best supporting actress I picked Jackie Weaver for Animal Kingdom. Also, an excellent movie. And yes, I picked Natalie Portman because she was amazing in Black Swan and Christian Bale because he was The Fighter, but I snubbed my nose up at The Social Network because while I thought it was good, I didn’t think it was Oscar worthy, and I thought it had way too much hype, and I thought the same for True Grit, and I was screwed for The King’s Speech because that was one of the movies I wanted to see, but Mario went without me (again, so not bitter). And in the end, my love and attachment to certain movies like Black Swan and Winter’s Bone and Harry Potter totally kicked me in the butt when it came to winning the ballot votes. Our friend’s son, who’d seen like one of the movies on the list, won! I lost. But whatever, I saw the movies!

Do you watch the Oscars? Did anyone else think the female fashion was seriously lacking this year?

1 thought on “Frosty the Snow Wimp”

  1. Ya know, even though I am NOT a runner, I have thought about whether following a routine too strictly is detrimental to achieving the desired objective – and I’ve come to the conclusion that it is. Sort of. A routine can also become a rut, if you’re not careful, which is anti-creativity, and anything that kills creativity (in your head or your leg muscles) can’t be good. Of course, you can’t become a slob about these things and let your routine go all to hell 🙂 Ya gotta be in the groove, but not squeezed so tight you can’t, you know, groove 🙂 So I don’t think skipping a run is gonna kill ya 🙂 Your next run might even be more beneficial, overall, as a result. As for the Oscars … I think they’re rigged. Unless, of course, my favourites win 🙂 What I DO like is fresh, inventive writing … and your “dreadmill” is surely a prize-winner 🙂

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