The Bronx 10 Mile was held on Sunday, September 27th, 2015 in the Bronx. This race is part of the Five-Borough Series and counted towards my 9+1 Program requirement!
I woke up around 5:30AM, foam rolled while sipping on coffee and chowing down peanut butter + banana toast, and set out towards the Bronx. The train ride only took about 20 minutes and was packed to the brim with runners!
I can’t continue this recap without mentioning the nice fall weather we were blessed with that morning – it was chilly yet sunny, and the humidity wasn’t too horrific although it was a bit high. Fall, I’ve missed you deeply.
The race started without any delays and, despite the 9,000+ runners, it took us only 5 minutes to cross the start line and begin running.
Miles 1 – 5
I always start conservatively and this race was no exception, although I knew it would be a good race from the moment I started running. My legs felt strong…no lead-leg syndrome! The most annoying aspect of the race was the deceiving nature of the turnaround point. I’m at fault for not studying the race course but I kept thinking that the turnaround was approaching by the looks of all the people already running back towards us. But nope! 5 miles in and we were still not quite there. I started having minor knee aches about 4 miles in, which totally set me into a minor frenzy with all sorts of negative thoughts. My knees and shins have been bothering me lately and this was basically my biggest fear that morning. Luckily, we approached a DJ blasting awesome techno-ish music along the race course at mile 5, and I instantly felt a pep in my step.
Miles 6 – 10
The phantom pains in my knees and shins continued into mile 6 and then seemingly dissipated a mile or so later. All weird aches aside, I was feeling really good and knew I could start pushing my pace a bit. I had already started my mental math game near the 7 mile mark and only then decided to aim for a sub 1:30 hour finish. It would be possible, but I would need to maintain a fairly fast (for me) pace. Challenge accepted! The last two miles were gold. I felt strong and energized, and continued pushing my pace until it hovered in the low 8’s.
Those spits though! Seriously, I have no idea how but I’ve managed to master the art of negative splitting in races but I’m not hating it. Mile 7 though…why you gotta be 1 second slower than mile 6?!? Cue the OCD.
Final Time: 1:28:31 (8:52 min/mile pace)
Place: 3869 / 9357
Age Division (F, 25-29): 297 / 1030
• Race course – I love exploring new areas through running, and this race gave me the opportunity to see a part of the city I otherwise probably wouldn’t visit.
• Race photos – Always fun, even when I’m mostly covered by people in front of me.
• Cost – I paid only $35 as a NYRR member, but non-members pay $50 for the early-bird price (which increases with time).
• Water stops – My memory is the worst but I think there were water stops at every other mile or so, which I really appreciated!
• Race tech tee – Love the material and bright lime-green color!
• Race course – Ok so I added this as a con as well, only because the entire first half of the race fools you into thinking the turnaround point is near when in reality it’s only around the 6 mile mark!
Even though it was fun running through a part of the city I normally wouldn’t run in, I don’t see myself particularly drawn towards running this race again next year. Who knows though, those pretty medals might have quite an appeal!
The famous 5th Avenue Mile (1 mile) race was held on Sunday, September 13th, 2015 along 5th Avenue from 80th to 60th street in the Upper East Side of Manhattan (side note: 20 blocks = 1 mile). I’ve wanted to run this race since learning about it last year and even registered for it, but then Aruba came along and my registration was promptly forgotten in place of a beachy vacation. This was finally my year.
I was honestly super nervous about running this. I’m a long-distance junkie and severely dislike the sick-to-your-stomach feeling that accompanies racing a short distance. As much as I really wanted to see how fast I could run one mile, I was nervous about completely crashing or being the slowest one (lolz horrible to say I know, but I felt like everyone was faster than me!).
The race was split into male / female age categories, with each “wave” setting off about 15 minutes after the preceding one. Females, ages 18-29, were all chunked into one category, making us the largest group. Needless to say, it was crowded.
Having never raced a one miler before, I had no idea what pace to aim for. I got caught in a brief roadblock at the start but continued to maintain a 7:05 / 7:10 pace at the very beginning before deciding that I was ok to push it a bit. At that halfway point, I sped up and allowed my pace to hover around/below a 7:00 min/mile, which actually felt reasonable and challenging enough without inducing nausea quite yet. The entire race completely flew by! Next thing I knew, I was speeding up and racing towards the finish line with a 6:55 min/mile pace in the final quarter mile. At one point we climbed a small hill and I got stuck behind a walker…super frustrating considering that every second counts in such a short race! It took all I had to sprint to the finish line and then BAM I was done in the blink of an eye.
Final Time: 7:04 (7:04 min/mile pace)
Place: 3411 / 6331
Age Division (F, 25-29): 261 / 608
Overall, I’m pretty happy with my final time. I’m glad to have a gauge for the 1-mile distance and I know what I’m capable of in the future. A sub-7 minute mile is easily within my reach, and that’s what I’m going for next!
• Race course – It was so much fun racing down the middle of 5th Avenue! The course itself was fairly flat with the exception of one small hill around the halfway point.
• Race photos – Always appreciated, and surprising given the short race!
• Unique – How many times do you come across a one-mile race, especially one in the middle of Manhattan?
• Race tech tee – For such a high cost (for a 1 mile race), they could’ve had better shirts that were not cotton!
• Cost – I paid only $25 as a NYRR member, but non-members pay $40 for the early-bird price, which (in my opinion) is steep for such a short race.
• Crowded – The 18-29 female category was completely sold out, which made for a crowded race course. I wish they would separate out the age groups into two distinct categories to solve this issue!
My initial reaction was that I didn’t want to ever run this race again, but eventually I realized that it would be a fun way to test my 1-mile sprinting abilities each year. So basically, I can most definitely see myself running it next year!
I am far from a fashion blogger (lol) and don’t intend to be, but I love fashion and would really enjoy sharing my personal style and shopping favorites with you all! Oh and pardon the not-so-pretty photos, a self-timer can only be so successful…
I need to preface this post by explaining that thrifting in New York City is nothing like your expected I-got-this-dress-for-$3 experience… While there are those sorts of thrift stores scattered throughout the city, many of the consignment stores sell clothing at prices many of us still can’t comfortably afford. These “high-end” thrift stores are pretty epic – vintage Chanel purses, barely worn Louboutins, pristine clothing by brands you’ve only seen in magazines, the list is endless. But beware of price shock…many pieces will set you back triple digits, even though they’ve been worn!
I rarely go thrift shopping for this reason. The last and only time I purchased something from one of these stores was when I snagged a new (i.e. still with tags) sparkly dress for New Year’s Eve almost two years ago. So when I dropped into Second Time Around and came across a stunning Burberry dress at 70% off from the thirfted price of $299 (retail price shows at $800!), I almost purchased it but decided to wait for my mom’s arrival in order to first show it to her before purchasing it (no returns allowed).
The first time I tried the dress on for my mom, we both couldn’t decide if it was a keeper. Again, I walked out of the store dress-less and filled with a sense of unease.
We returned two days later, and this time I walked out with the dress in my possession. $90 is pricey, but for a stunning high-quality Burberry dress in near-pristine condition (there was a tiny tear under the armpit that is now perfectly mended), it was a steal in my opinion!
I love love love the dress and can’t wait to wear it through fall! It’s definitely coming with me to India and Europe too. Cheers to successful thrifting!
Last June, a little over one year ago, I was sitting at my table reading a blog post about someone’s post-baccalaureate experience, and my life changed forever. Dramatic, yes. Accurate, absolutely. I felt like someone came and sucker-punched me in the stomach. How did I not realize it before? I wanted to be a doctor. It was so crystal clear in that moment that I literally said out loud “but of course” (million dollar question…name that book with this quote! answer: Atlas Shrugged).
So what prompted me to have this epiphany? Well, to be honest it was mainly the realization that I could still be a doctor. I previously had no idea that post-baccalaureate premed programs even existed for career-changers like me. I would be lying if I told you that I’ve dreamed about being a doctor my entire life. That’s simply not the case. I’ve been clued in about it occasionally throughout the course of my life, but I guess it wasn’t yet time to listen to life’s hints. Instead, I pursued my changing interests with ease and zero regrets.
Engineering came first. My fascination with the physical world prompted me to switch my major to civil engineering immediately upon starting college. I entered school as a declared economics major, believing that business was my ultimate goal, but a mere month before freshman year I was smacked with the realization that studying engineering was my calling in undergrad. Notice a trend? All my biggest decisions come on suddenly, washing over me tsunami-style. To date, it’s still one of the best decisions I’ve ever made in my life.
Words can’t describe how much I adore the sciences and how much I enjoyed my major. It was incredibly challenging but so rewarding. My courses molded my mind to think analytically and view the world in a realistic, problem-solving manner. I’m a scientist at heart and always will be.
And it was my engineering background that helped me score an incredible job with a large consulting firm. You see, as much as I adored studying civil engineering, I eventually realized (after a summer internship) that an actual career in the field wasn’t for me. For whatever reason, my heart started pulling me towards the business end of the spectrum, perhaps because, while I was strong in analytical skills, I lacked the ability to communicate effectively with others. In other words, I was totally an awkwardly geeky engineering stereotype.
Pursuing this business career pushed me far out of my comfort zone – knowing that I was an extremely shy and introverted human being, it was shocking to everyone to learn that I entered one of the most client-facing careers out there. But once again, it was one of the best decisions I’ve ever made. Being a consultant helped fill in the social gaps that engineering failed at – I became an extremely confident woman and a very effective public speaker.
And so I came full-circle last year when I found myself at a cross-roads in life with a similar instinctual feeling about the next steps in my career…in my life. It quickly became clear that I was only now ready to pursue my true calling of being a doctor.
The reality is that I could never have done it prior. I was meant to study engineering in my undergraduate years, my mind needed the skills I acquired from the challenging courses. I was meant to pursue a career in business consulting, I desperately needed to develop communication skills and build self-confidence that is so crucial to being an effective physician. Life works in mysterious, complicated ways but if we listen closely enough, we will hear it guide us down the right paths. Always.
So here I am now, two semesters away from completing my post-baccalaureate studies at Columbia University. Being a student again, after 4 years as a post-graduate career woman, has been a challenging and humbling experience but a worthwhile one. I’ll be posting more about my studies in the upcoming weeks. And since this post is more about the path I took to end up here, I guess I also need to share why I want to be a doctor as well. I can’t wait to share this crazy adventure with you all!