Monday, December 09, 2013
I've noticed that a lot of you have been posting blog entries with your goals lately and I like that idea a lot. I figured I'd do the same.
Goals for 12/9-12/15
-do all three of my scheduled runs
-eat whole foods for at least 80% of my intake
-do at least one upper body ST workout
-do at least one lower body ST workout
-write in journal at least twice
-hang up art in sewing room and move vanity into bedroom
-cook dinner every night this week
Tuesday, December 03, 2013
It's been so long. Inspiration doesn't seem to hit as often as it used to but I'm doing well! Lots of changes, though!
Some of you may remember that I wrote a blog entry a while back about some poor experiences I was having at the gym. And then that I decided to go back to P90X, this time with the sequel. That went well for a while but I found myself getting bored. Don't get me wrong. P90X2 is a challenge. And it taught me that I'm able to do so much more than I thought I could. Plyo pushups and clapping pushups and ridiculous balance moves. But boredom is the killer of fitness.
I'd been missing running and we officially quit our gym. So I joined Planet Fitness (a gym I have always been kind of opposed to) because it's cheap and I can use the cardio equipment. I pinned SparkPeople's 10k Your Way program and have begun that. I love it so far. I'm definitely settling in to running more than ever.
If you guys are on Pinterest, totally come follow me. And let me know you have or I won't notice. My username is BazookaBobcat.
AwesomeHusband and I also bought a power rack and some mats for the basement and set up an olympic bar and plates for powerlifting. AH recently asked me to join him while dead lifting. SparkFriends, I have hurt myself dead lifting a lot of times. It is always debilitating for several days. My father has chronic lower back problems having to do with the shape of his lower back/hips that I think I inherited. So I gave up dead lifting for a long time. But when AH asked me to join him, I did. And I was terrified. And it went really really well.
So last night I meant to go running. But AH asked me to deadlift with him again. We warmed up with 115. I did 10 reps and felt great.
Then 135lbs x 10. Still felt awesome.
Jumped to 155lbs. Did probably five reps. Two sets there. Still feeling good.
Jumped to 185lbs. Did one rep. Felt good. Felt so strong.
AH loaded the bar to 205lbs. You guys may remember when I reached that goal. Maybe not. It was over a year ago. I haven't come anywhere close since. But I lifted it. And felt so strong.
So I told AH that I felt like I could keep going. So he loaded it to 225lbs. He did a set of probably six and then I got behind the bar.
I squatted down to stretch out my hips and get my mind right.
AH made a joke from Hot Rod that cracked me up so I stayed stretching for a little while.
And then this happened.
That's a PR for me, guys. That is a PR by FAR. That is 20lbs more than a weight I haven't touched in a very long time.
I needed this, you guys. I am more comfortable in my body than I have been in a long time. But I still feel it. I still have those terrible self-doubting moments. I look at the scale and I remember the time when I was a weight 15lbs lower than that number. And I think to myself, "You've gotten fat."
"You're out of shape."
"You've given up."
But then, when I have an amazing run.
Or do five clapping pushups right in AH's face because he acted incredulous when I said I could do them.
Or dead lift 225lbs after taking nearly a year's break from that lift.
I remember that this body is good. It is so strong. And it does not deserve my negative self talk.
It feels GOOD to be proud and take photos. And maybe it's also a little narcissistic but who cares. I certainly don't.
Speaking of which, come follow me on Instagram, too. The_Haack_Attack. Let me know, though, so I don't cancel your request. hahaha.
And SparkFriends, keep posting your blog entries full of goals and PRs and successes. You've no idea how much it helps me and encourages me.
So many good and worthwhile bodies out there. Feels good to remind each other of it.
Wednesday, October 16, 2013
Since I've been at my job for so long, I have a LOT of vacation hours. So I've been using them steadily so I don't lose them at the end of the year. My father recently asked me if I wanted to go up north to hike on Columbus Day. I jumped at the opportunity! So I took Friday off (to be with Awesome Husband) and yesterday off to recuperate.
My father said he wanted to hike Mt. Chocorua in NH. It's in the White Mountains but it is not one of the other 4,000 footers. My father has done all of those. I've done.......seven.
We drove up at 5:30am, got breakfast at The Tilton Diner, and then headed into Lincoln to grab the Kancamagus Highway. That ride is absolutely gorgeous. It winds its way up into the mountains where there are dozens and dozens of trails and campsites and scenic overlooks.
The white in that photo is a sea of fog blanketing the base of the mountains. It was breathtaking.
We got to the trailhead and I was definitely nervous. The last time I hiked with my father I hadn't yet begun my healthy life. I had to take MANY breaks, always constantly out of breath and struggling with nausea. My father outpaced me terribly and I usually struggled to keep up.
But as soon as we got on that trail, I felt so confident. In fact, I had no trouble keeping up with my dad. There were even moments that I knew he needed to stop and I could have kept going. Of course, we took a few breaks. Climbing a mountain isn't exactly a cakewalk and we needed to hydrate and refuel.
Ultimately, though, the Appalachian Mountain Club handbook says the hike should take about six hours roundtrip. We did it in four. And it was a beautiful hike. The last half mile was bald and all hand over hand climbing. We always joke with my mother, who gets nervous about us hiking, that if you fall on a mountain, it's like falling anywhere else. You just fall down. You don't fall off the mountain. Honestly, though, there were sections in that last half mile where a fall would have been exactly what my mom imagines.
That's my dad in the photo. And above his head? The section that looks like Devil's Tower in Close Encounters? That's the summit. To get up there required much actual climbing. But it was so worth it.
Gotta eat some gorp on the summit.
The trip down was uneventful. I rolled my ankles about ten billion times but I was tired. It happens.
And yesterday, I went for a walk and did some P90X2 Yoga because I have a killer knot in my right glute. But other than that I feel great!
There's something incredible and awe-inspiring to discover what your body is able to do. I think it's my favorite part of this journey so far.
Wednesday, October 02, 2013
Last week, I started up with P90X2. It was awesome getting back to my roots and it was encouraging to see that what used to be a real challenge for me now, if not easy, is much more attainable. Although, day three involved some stuff that I just could not do. Lots of laughter happened. Look up "Boing Pushups" on YouTube. Yeah, those? Nearly impossible.
This past weekend, I ran two 5k events. The first was Color Me Rad and it was a blast. I finished in 31 minutes and ran it with a good friend from work. This was her first 5k and she killed it!
Before the race.
After that, I went home and kind of crashed for the rest of the day. Because Sunday was Rugged Maniac!
Awesome Husband and I ran this one together. I really really wanted to run it competitively, against my Warrior Dash time from last year. But in the first five minutes of the race, after vaulting over a low wall, I jacked up my ankle and limped the rest of the way through. I was so disappointed. I wanted so badly to finish it quickly but it ended up taking close to an hour.
Oh well. We had fun. And it was something very different for AH because he does not run. That was totally challenging for him.
I took Monday off to recharge and then yesterday AH joined me for core with P90X2. I totally smoked him.
This morning I woke up at the crack of dawn and did Plyocide. I definitely feel on fire, now. It's a good feeling.
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