Coconut Water Does Not Rock My World

VitaCoco Coconut Water vs ZICO Coconut Water

The first time I had coconut water was at the LA Marathon last year.  I could not believe how much coconut water tasted like dirty socks.  Or armpits.  Anything like that.  I could barely gag down a sip.

Then I discovered the flavored stuff.  Thank God for that because I can now gag it down much easier.  From the Posing Facts Blog:  here are 15 things you didn’t know about coconut water.  Maybe this will help…

1. It’s a natural isotonic beverage, with the same level of electrolytic balance as we have in our blood. It’s the fluid of life, so to speak.

2. During the Pacific War of 1941-45, both sides in the conflict regularly used coconut water – siphoned directly from the nut – to give emergency plasma transfusions to wounded soldiers..

3. Most coconut water is still consumed fresh in tropical coastal areas – once exposed to air, the liquid rapidly loses most of its organoleptic and nutritional characteristics, and begins to ferment.

4. Coconut Water is More Nutritious than whole milk – Less fat and NO cholesterol!

5. Coconut Water is More Healthy than Orange Juice – Much lower calories

6. Coconut Water is Better than processed baby milk- It contains lauric acid, which is present in human mother’s milk

7. Coconut water is naturally sterile — Water permeates though the filtering husk!

8. Coconut water is a universal donor– Its identical to human blood plasma

9. Coconut Water is a Natural Isotonic Beverage – The same level we have in our blood.

10. Coconut water has saved lives in 3rd world countries thru Coconut IV.

11. Coconut water is the very stuff of Nature, biologically Pure, full of Natural Sugars, Salts, and Vitamins to ward off fatigue… and is the next wave of energy drinks BUT natural!’, according to Mortin Satin, Chief of the United Nation’s Food & Agriculture Organization.

12. Coconut water contains more potassium (at about 294 mg) than most sports drinks (117 mg) and most energy drinks..

13. Coconut water has less sodium (25mg) where sports drinks have around 41mg and energy drinks have about 200mg!

14. Coconut water has 5mg of Natural Sugars where sports and energy drinks range from 10-25mg of Altered Sugars.

15. Coconut water is very high in Chloride at 118mg; compared to sports drinks at about 39mg.

Also, from Nutrition & You, this benefit of coconut water caught my eye:  Coconut water also contains a very good amount of electrolyte potassium. 100 ml of water has 250 mg of potassium and 105 mg of sodium. Together these electroltyes help replenish salt deficiency in the body. (due to diarrhea)…(but I am sensing a reason for runners to drink it)

I sit here an hour after my VitaCoco with peach & mango.  It has left a funny taste in my mouth, unlike ZICO…Otherwise, the differences between the two are not noticeable. There’s a whole website dedicated to people who hate coconut water.  The only way I can have it is with the flavors.  Otherwise, still tastes like socks…Coconut Water does not rock my world, but I’m trying to get off the Gatorade train, as I suspect the high amount of sugar is not so good for me either.

Oh, and I tried to run 3 miles today.  1.5, and I was done.  Will be trying to get my base back up, as I pick my Fall Marathon.   I have my eye on the NorCal Marathon in September, but am not sure I’m ready to start training in a few weeks, or even if I want to.

Bottoms Up!

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I Speak Dog

American pit bull terrier (named Tuttle) seated.
Image via Wikipedia

17 miles were on tap on Saturday.  I’m not a fan of the long run.  Everyone knows that.  I tend to have insomnia the night before, I can’t get nutrition right, I want to give up.  All. The. Time.

On Friday, my coach tells me I need to send him my nutrition for the day.  I had oatmeal.  Not enough?  NO.  He sends me to a carnicería in my local town, and I order a burrito the size of a baby’s head.  Filled with rice and chicken, and all kinds of peppers and onions.  Topped with a mountain of cheese (which I mostly scraped off).  For dinner I had waffles and a Gatorade.  And this, my friends, is my new nutrition plan pre-race.  The burrito held me in good stead for ALL of the 17 miles.  I was neither hungry, nor overly full.  I felt amazing on that note.

We started out at 6am around the trail near the house, which gives me 3 miles before I have to cross the freeway.  We went on to the Green Bridge, and were on tap for a fabulous run.  At mile 6, I ate 2 shot blocks, and felt great.  Mile 7 or 8, we made a wrong turn, heading east away from Hwy 99, on the Salida exit.  Not knowing where we were, we turned and headed North to go by Modesto Christian School.

Dead End.

Dueling Banjoe’s on my iPod.

We found a canal.  Figured it would take us to the freeway.  Not so much.

At mile 10, we had to cross the canal, on a 1 foot wide cement block.  I had a touch of vertigo, so had to sit down and take a SUCCEED caplet, which I had planned on anyway.  Kim says, “oh, here’s a farm”.  It’s beautiful.  It’s shady, and we are running in almond orchards. 

Out of nowhere, a pit bull comes charging at us.  CHARGING.  BARKING.  We stop.  Uh. Oh.  We freeze.  We start pointing at the dog, and yelling, “NO, NO, NO”  And I am saying Go lay DOWN!  NO NO NO!  And the dog keeps barking.  And, all of a sudden, he turns, and runs away.  Kim says, WE SPEAK DOG!  She reminds me of the article in Runner’s World a few months ago.  We were so proud of ourselves.  The drama was not over though.

We can see the start of the green bridge.  Almost taste it.  But, in order to get to it, we must cross a disked up corn field.  We start running in ankle deep dirt, across the field, by the farmer and his tractor.  We crawl through a fence a mile later, and empty our shoes.  Back on the trail we go. 

She has to go home early.  I’m at mile 12.  I take out 2 more shot blocks, and start to eat, and another dog approaches.  Charges at me.  I didn’t know what to do, so I started feeding him shot blocks.  He kept coming back.  He was thirsty.  We finally run into town, over the overpass and to the Fire Station, because this dog needed water.  I have him run in with me.  I find a bottle, fill it, and feed him like a baby.  He is dehydrated.  I call him PACO. 

I knew he would stay with me.  But, he got what he needed and took off.

I started out the trail with exhaustion. The rest of the 4 mile trek was uneventful.  Stop, run, walk, run, walk.  Finally, I get to mile 17, a block from my house.

It was fun.  I speak dog.  But, my quads are angry, my friends.  A trail run was not on tap that day.  I ran 4 recovery junk miles, but I’m still sore.

Six weeks until The Marine Corps Marathon

Carry on….

unprepared

This is one of my favorite youtubes ever, credit going to LARunner , where I saw it the first time.  Unfortunately, in yesterday’s run, I was the guy that stopped.  That didn’t get going.  I let my head rule the run.

The title is called unprepared.  My partner was unprepared, but really I thought I had enough water for the both of us, so I also did not have what it took to finish this run.

On the schedule was 17 miles.  I was so nervous, that I did nothing in the morning.  I didn’t go to church.  Was sort of paralyzed, really.  We had planned to go at noon, but that will be the last time.  Morning runs are key.  For one thing, you’re done, and the other, mid-day, mid-sun runs are never good for me, and I should have known that. (Mistake #1)

Kim and I went out strong.  Good 11 mile or so pace, trying to stay slow, so as to finish.  We went over the Green Bridge to Salida, then to the mall in Modesto.  All along the sidewalks.  Lots of Sunday traffic, but smiles.  I was feeling good.  Took a salt tab at Mile 5, and it was working for me.  I felt free, breezy, light.  I told her she could have half of my water.  I carry two bottles in a fuel belt, and thought it would be enough for the both of us. (Mistake #2)

We went over the Standiford-Beckwith overpass, down into the country, and what we thought would be a straight shot home.  This was mile 7.5, and things were still on track.  At Mile 8, I looked at her.  She had no hat, no sunglasses, and was sweating.  We were running into the sun, into farmers’ fields, and I started to worry about this.  We chose to go into a field rather than fight the traffic on a 2 lane road. 

Suddenly, we found ourselves in the middle of bees.  Lots of bees.  White boxes where they were living.  And, before we could think I said, “We gotta get out of here, quick”.  So, we had to turn around, and run over a cement bridge that was 1 foot wide.  Not pretty.  Not fun.  As we ran along the other side of the canal, farm dogs were charging toward their fences.  Finally, I saw a street, and thought we were headed back.  This whole debacle slowed me down considerably.

At mile 9.7, I turned and saw that Kim was vomiting in the ditch.   Here’s where the mistakes start to pile up.  I couldn’t leave her.  I knew that.  However, I decided I would give her my bottle of water, because it was the right thing to do.  She told me to go on, and I would take one with me.  (Mistake #3?) I’m not sure what else I could have done, but suffice it to say, it was the best I could do in the moment.

Mistake #4 is trying to find the road to take me by Salida Middle School, and I couldn’t find it.  I ran into a residential area, and it was way too crowded with Sunday peeps washing their cars, smoking, dogs, kids.  Finally I asked someone how to get to the Middle School, and they pointed back OUT.  When I got out, I could see Kim going further down a road that I didn’t think was the way, but at that point, I couldn’t get her attention.  I could see Fiscalini Farms, where my friend Heather lives, and thought, if all else fails, I can go get her.

Mistake #5.  I ran for a little bit.  Then, I simply stopped.  I laid down on grass in the shade, because I couldn’t take the sun, and I had less than one inch of water left in my last bottle.  A car with two guys came up, and the driver said, “Are you okay? Do you need water?”  I said yes.  He brought out a half bottle of Dasani, and rather than drink it, I asked him to pour it on my salt lick arms.  Mistake #6, because when your internal self needs water, and you put it on the skin, your body works to cool down the skin, not hydrate YOU.  I looked to see what he was looking at, and it was blood.  I had bloody nipples on my cute new pink top.  Mistake #7.  Wearing a top that isn’t tight enough to prevent this.  I had only heard of this happening to men.  However, I will only be wearing this for short runs, or yoga from now on, so not a total loss in the *lessons learned* department.

I was done.  And it was only mile 11.5  I could see the freeway.  Could see the Salida exit.  Could see the joyous run from only an hour ago.  And, I didn’t know where Kim was.  We had originally planned for her to walk, and I would continue and get the car.  But, since I didn’t know the area, I had no clue where she was (Mistake #8–always drive the route, as my friend Shannon says).

I got up, and started walk/running.  I ditched my fuel belt.  I had one Gu with me, but no water, so it would be pointless to take it.  However, it would have been better than nothing.  I ran to the Fire Station to get water.  There was no one there.  I turned on Ciccarelli Road…and found a little bit of heaven.  I stopped at three orange trees.  I peeled and ate.  Peeled and ate.  And, I knew I was done.  I was doing a 22 minute mile here with all the walking, but I didn’t care.

Finally, I could see the overpass that would take me into Ripon.  I sat down at one point.  I couldn’t move.  Oddly, I ran over the Hammett overpass.  Huh.  I walk the whole way, and run over the overpass.  A biker stopped, and he waterfalled some of his water.  I asked everyone if they had seen a girl in a blue top.  At this point I was worried that she was out on the road waiting for me, or that I couldn’t make it home.

I forgot to turn on Crash Davis.  But I think it was 15 miles in all.

I made it to the Shell station.  Out of gas, dehydrated.  I went in, and the attendant gave me a Gatorade.  Never tasted anything sweeter.  She said, “You’re training for a marathon, aren’t you?” She knows, because the Shell station is where I stop every day for the bathroom…Most days.  I had no money, but told her I would bring her some.  Then she let me call Kim’s house.  This is when I knew I was in trouble, because I couldn’t remember her phone number.  Finally got it, and she came and got me.  She paid the attendant for the Gatorade, and got me up and we got in the car.  She felt horrible.  She was so sorry that she had taken the water, etc.  She is not a long distance person…AND, she is an awesome partner, but I know I’ll be doing the longer runs by myself.  I do not fault her.  At all.

We drove back to get my fuel belt.  We drove down Ciccarelli Road and laughed at all the orange peels.  It was like Hansel and Gretel. 

Unprepared.  I was unprepared for this run in many ways.  I have to take care of myself and my fuel.  When I run with someone, I have to make sure they are ready too.  I don’t listen to what I’m supposed to do in the fuel arena.   Last night I was so dejected, I decided not to do the Los Angeles Marathon.  Really.  Today, that part is over, but I feel hungover at best…

And, I have 3 weeks to figure out if I have what it takes.  Or if I’m going to be the girl that stays behind.  Stay tuned.

I ran a Marathon. This week.

Date: 4/4/2009 5:30 AM
Type: Hill
Course: 5 x 2 = 10
Distance: 10 miles
Duration: 1:56:00
Pace: 11:36 / mile
Shoe: Mizuno Alchemy
Weight: -2.4  YAY
Weather: 44° F, Sunny
Statistics: Calories: 1392
VO2 Max: 26.9

Ten miles was on the schedule this week.  We are actually done with the Hal Higdon training, but decided to repeat the last week, since Lisa said she wished she had had one more long run on the schedule.

We walked down to Starbucks, because that was our halfway and ending point of our run.  I made two five mile loops around the city, with our two favorite routes. 

The first five were uneventful, but joyous.  How is it that I’m liking this?  We stopped for a brief pit stop at Mile 1.  It was 44 degrees, and 5:30am, so I had on a hat and my sweatshirt wrapped around my waist.  Mile 4 is when we head over the catwalk.  I was just trying to keep my head on the first five.

We stopped at Starbucks.  I changed to the Headsweats I won at Quadrathon last summer.  Tossed the hat and sweats, tried to do a pretzel, but it is not good.  I will have to be all liquid.  Had some Vanilla Hammer Gel in a half bottle of water, so that was great.  However, we stopped a bit too long.

Mile 6 was over the beast, which took 4 minutes.  It’s the overpass by the truckstop.  At Mile 7, we turned right into the sunrise.  I had to keep my head down or the sun would be directly in my eyes.  Kim took off at Mile 8.  She just had a burst of energy.  I thought I had slowed down, but no…she rocked it.  At Mile 9, I had a twinge in both sets of toes.  I had to take off the headphones and actually talk to myself.

Remember, you have one mile to go.  You can do one mile.  Keep going. [I looked at my shadow in the brick wall] and said…Okay, time to lose a quick five pounds before the Half, because you’re just carting these things around with you.

I have recommitted to lose these pounds that have attached themselves to me like starving chiggers. 

Kim was 2 minutes ahead of me, so I just could see her turn a block ahead of me. 

At Mile 10, I was immediately grateful.  Grateful that I could finish.  That I have 10 in the books.

I want to thank some bloggers who helped me with support.  Glenn in particular posted a nugget on how to get through all ten miles, and I really used it.  I’m always amazed when fast runners like Aron shout out.  So thanks, and thanks to Spike, Eric, Xenia, Rural Runner, Brian and the nice thoughts from the rest of you yesterday.  Really.  This blogging thing is the reason I’m still running.  Sarah, PS:  I love the Daily Plate!!!

I ran a marathon this week.  Finished the week with 26.2 miles exactly.  Sweet.

 

*Heart of the city pounding underneath my feet*

Date: 3/13/2009 4:30 AM
Type: Easy
Course: 8 Miler
Distance: 8 miles
Duration: 1:35:00
Pace: 11:53 / mile
Shoe: Mizuno Wave Renegade 4
Weight: -1
Weather: 46° F
Statistics: Calories: 1113
VO2 Max: 25.7

OKAY.  I get it.  I’m putting too much pressure on myself…but, you have to realize, I have never ever run 8 miles.  Last night, I picked Kim up and we drove it.  The night before, I woke at 2am doing it in my brain.  I didn’t get to sleep until 11.

I realize that for many runners, this is no.big.deal.  That’s because the bloggers I read are not 50 year old, single Mom 5K runners.  I read marathoners.  So, for you, 8 miles is nuthin.  For me?  It’s the longest I’ve run ever.

This morning, Kim is at my house at 4:30am.  We do our first two miles very peacefully.  The longest street of this run, the one I was dreading, took about 7 minutes, or about as long as “American Pie”, by Don McLean.  We were running in the street, and it was lovely.

We stopped at 4.5, at Starbucks for a Gu.  At mile 6, we looked close to home, but the route I planned made a wideass loop around my house.  Mile 6 was rough.  7, however, was beautiful. 

One of my favorite running songs came on:  “I Love This Town”, by Bon Jovi.  It was a perfect ending to this morning.  *Title lyrics from said song.

It’s done.  I’ve now run 8 miles.  I’m off to the city for a weekend of fun and relaxation!!  Thanks for your help with the nutrition stuff.  I didn’t eat.

Runners: C’mere.

Tomorrow, we run our first 8 mile run.  Ever.  Both of us are going out of town for the weekend, and I know I will NOT run that while I’m relaxing with my friends.

That being said, we are meeting at 4:30am to do this, so we can knock it out of the way.  I’m nervous, but we are about 5 weeks away from the River City Half Marathon.

Because I’m so new at this…not the running, but the keeping track of every mile, etc., (I don’t own a Garmin), I’m sort of clueless on the kind of food that I need so that I won’t, you know…lose it while I’m running.  Here are my questions:

  1. What do you eat the night before you run?
  2. Do you “cleanse” your body before the race?
  3. How often to you hydrate during the run?
  4. Do you Gu?  And, when…during the race?
  5. What do you eat the morning of the run?

I have this terrible habit of thinking “I have to go…” during any run.  I’m awfully nervous when we have a planned run in the country…and yeah, I’ve done that in an almond field when I really had no other option.

So, I’m asking for nutrition advice today.  I woke up in the middle of the night last night doing the 8 miles in my head. 

Our route takes us over the freeway, to the County Club, past our *namesake* park, to Flying J, and Starbucks #1.  We go back over the freeway, down Main, past Starbucks #2, down by the Community Park and almost home.

I’m anticipating an 1:45 time.  I’m just not fast.  But, I so want to finish this, and do the Half.  I am so worried that I’ll give up again!!!

Thanks for your help!

PS-The great State of California did not take away my Driver’s License, but I am, for the first time in my 50 years, on Probation for a year.  There’s a first time for everything, I guess.