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Life's Little Challenges

Thursday, July 14, 2011

I woke up on Tuesday morning and weighed myself like I always do. For some strange reason, the scale decided to say I weighed 314 pounds, which I pretty much resigned myself to believing was due to some malfunction with the scale. But I was hopeful. Maybe if I could just stick to my guns I could pull out a great loss this week. Too bad my guns ran out of ammo.

One of the major challenges looking me in the face right now is work training. My schedule is all screwy. I had to leave the house at 6am, instead of 7am, in order to meet up with two coworkers and head to Flatwoods, WV for a 2-day training session.

On Tuesday I started my day with 1/2 a bagel and coffee like usual. Lunch was provided and I didn't think it was too bad - chicken and vegetables with a side of rice, salad, a roll, and then dessert, which for me was a few bites of icing off a chocolate cake. For dinner, we went fancy and went to Cafe Cimino in Sutton, WV. I know I ate too much between the amuse bouche of gnocchi, then some focaccia bread, a Caesar salad (which anchovies on it! EWWW!), and some pan-seared salmon with a potato/zucchini side with some steamed vegetables. I tried to be good, but I left slightly overfull. (I didn't finish everything, though, like I would have in the past.)

As far as exercise...we followed dinner with a trip to Sutton dam, where my coworkers looked at the scenery while I walked around, trying to move a bit. And when I got back to the hotel, I changed and hopped on the elliptical machine for 30 minutes before heading to the "hot" tub (that was not hot at all). It was a long day, but I felt I had done well.

Wednesday morning started with a run I couldn't finish. My back and hip started hurting, so I had to stop after my 5 minute warm-up and about 15 minutes running. I stretched, showered, changed, and packed up to leave before heading downstairs to breakfast. Breakfast? Scrambled eggs, potatoes, and 2 (I am ashamed to say) biscuits. They had the most amazing homemade jams and I went a little nutty. Lunch was provided again, but it was beans and cornbread (YUK!). Instead, I had a very little bit of potatoes (leftover from breakfast, I assume), a bigger salad, and then somehow managed to finish an entire piece of french silk pie. *face/palm* The conference then provided an after lunch snack of fruit (YAY! FINALLY!) and I chowed down on some pineapple (the day before the options were less inviting and i ended up with a small handful of goldfish crackers) and a couple strawberries. Where I really screwed up, though, was when I got home and Hubs and I somehow ended up at the place I call "The Sushi Buffet" wherein I had sushi, fried rice, mei fun (with rice vermicelli and vegetables), and a couple of bites of sweet and sour chicken without the sauce.

And by the time i got home, I was awake for about 15 minutes before just basically passing out in the living room. I was exhausted. Training zapped me physically and mentally. And, joy of all joys, I get to do it again tomorrow! *rolls eyes*

The truth is, I didn't think I did that bad. I didn't go crazy. I made some good choices. I didn't get the pasta with white sauce for dinner, I got salmon with steamed vegetables. I didn't have waffles for breakfast, or donuts or bagels with tons of peanut butter and/or cream cheese. I probably drank a little too much coffee trying to stay awake, I couldn't control any of the salt content of any of the dishes, and sitting for basically 9 hours with only the hour lunch break and 2 15 minute breaks a day was very difficult on my body (I've gotten into the habit at work of getting up every hour and just moving around a bit, even if it's just standing next to my computer instead of sitting there).

And the result of all this? 318.4. *face/palm* Life is hard...but somehow I've got to make it through this month. I've got 3 more training sessions ahead of me, and I have to learn how to be smart about the food choices available to me. I've got to keep up on my exercise even when I'm away. Because no matter what life (or work) throws at me, I'm still working toward this goal of trying so desperately to move forward in my weight loss. It's no surprise that I don't really like giving up control...but I've got to learn what exactly it is I CAN control, and how to make that happen.

I guess I learned a little more the past two days than the training session itself taught me...now I've got to put those lessons to use.

I'll also admit that the surprising 314 followed by the not-so-exciting 318.4 has hurt a bit emotionally. I'm trying to put it behind me though. I just have to keep going. I wanted that 314 so badly. I wanted to bust through this plateau with the biggest bat you've ever seen, but it didn't exactly work out that way. I guess I'll just keep inching along. As long as the scale continues to move in the right direction, I'm going to make myself be okay with the VERY slow pace with which it is moving.

Here's to learning....whether you want to or not!

  
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COMPUCATHY 7/15/2011 8:30PM

    Lessons learned are lessons learned. It's good that you are reviewing everything and how it went. Maybe you could pack some things for some of your meals. My DD's are terrific at that (and both thin). Thank you for all your encouragement! I hope you have a TERRIFIC weekend! Enjoy! Celebrate your blessings! Spark on! emoticon

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TEAM-SARAH 7/14/2011 5:56PM

    Keep working hard, you will see that 314 again... and then I know you'll KEEP working hard and you will see the number 2 starting off your weight before ya know it!!

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SRHALLIN 7/14/2011 4:59PM

    I think it is easy to sit back and look at a few extra pounds, and kick one's self because of it. But, it is not so easy to look at the situation and ask, "How can I take more control over this situation?" or "How can I prevent this situation from impeding my progress." But, those are invaluable questions to have the answers to. Answering those questions give the power back to you, and take it away from the nebulous 'they' that is providing for your nourishment at the moment.

I know it is hard. I think everyone at SP (and abroad) has had to deal with setbacks. But, how you deal with them is a huge part of how quickly you recover from plateaus; and how often you experience them.

I do wish you all of the best in your quest to become healthy and find personal happiness.

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SPARTANBABE 7/14/2011 12:49PM

    Hey! You did great! At least you flippin' thought about what you were doing. You were concious about things and tried to keep to your schedule (as close as you were allowed to). Good job Esther, keep it up. Hitting that wall repeatedly just makes you madder and madder - think about how hard you'll hit that wall with that big ole bat! emoticon

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HEALTH-E-CLARE 7/14/2011 10:47AM

    Please remember that you did a lot more sitting around then you were used to, had to deal with food that was not cooked by you (and all/most restaraunts love sodium in preparing food) and despite those facts you got in the best exercise you could.

You had a good loss on the scale before you left, and remember, your body will take a few days to flush your system of your training day foods.

Today is a new day and the weekend is quickly approaching.

Remmeber slow and steady wins this race!

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EL-E-E 7/14/2011 10:39AM

    Work travel and provided meals are SO hard. I think you did great, and am hopeful for you that it's a lot of sodium/water gain, and you'll balance out again soon. emoticon

Hang in there!

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DETERMINED_SOUL 7/14/2011 9:39AM

    I think you did an absolutely wonderful job given the situation. Just stick with it, you will see the result you want in time. emoticon

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The Truth of the Matter

Sunday, July 10, 2011

So, yes, I took a few days off. Not off from trying to create a healthy lifestyle or trying to lose weight, but off from trying to be the fantabulous Sparker I had been trying to be.

On Wednesday I posted a blog that was raw and honest and from the heart. I didn't say that I was giving up, just that the race experience I had broke my will and spirit a little bit. Sometimes when we do what we think will be good for us, it backfires. The race was difficult, but I did it. I still cling to that small feeling of accomplishment. And even in my final line I stated that even though I wasn't sure of my reasonings anymore, I was going to continue. And continue I have...and will.

And, no, I'm not going to stop racing because one douche decided to try to make me feel bad about my accomplishment, or because Negative Nancy Esther won out over Positive Warrior Esther in my mind that day and the days that followed. I'm not going to quit just because I jumped the gun and entered a race I wasn't mentally or physically ready for yet. I made it a goal to run a 5k one day, and run one I will. Each day I train I get closer to that goal - proof in my accomplishments in the last few days that I've taken "off".

And, yes, I have been unhappy for a while now. That's because a plateau can knock you right on your bum and beat you up and kick you when you're down. And I reached a plateau, I think, for two basic reasons. 1) It was time for one. 2) When I hit the plateau, I didn't jump over the edge or take to the sky, instead I walked along the edge, slipping now and again on rocks, regaining my footing and walking some more, constantly trying to find a bridge across the chasm.

It's been hard going. And, yes, sometimes life isn't hard. But each person has a right to fess up and admit that they get sad, discouraged, and overwhelmed sometimes.

Truth? I get overwhelmed and discouraged and sad sometimes.
Truth? That does not make me a bad person or less motivating or less successful.
Everybody hurts sometimes.

I could've walked over, logged into Spark, wrote some BS positive "I DID IT!" blog about completing one of the toughest (and shortest) races I've ever done and you all would have believed me, congratulated me, and said those famous words - "keep it up!" Yes, those words kill me sometimes. Because it can be daunting and overwhelming. Finding someone to motivate me that has lost more than 150 pounds without surgery is nearly impossible. Yes, there are some, but they are so few and far between that finding them is like finding the last 3 items in those damn hidden picture games. GRRR...where the eff is the spear? WTF?

This isn't my first time at the rodeo. You see my Spark progress all the time, all the progress I've made since April of last year is documented here in blogs and in my little ticker. But what you didn't get the pleasure of experiencing was the first 100 I lost. And how I struggled then as well with the last 20 pounds, fighting so hard it was like pulling teeth. And I recognize that I've reached that same point again in this journey, so I'm trying to find new ways of fighting. Being honest about my struggle with it is one way I'm continuing to challenge the outcome that I experienced last time, wherein I fought tooth and nail for the last 20 pounds, dropped them, and then with exhaustion and being completely overwhelmed, gave up and gained back those 20 with 30 more with it. I don't want the same fate this time, so I'm struggling to figure out a way around it.

The mind is a strange beast. Yes, I know what's right for me. And, yes, I alone can make those healthy choices. But sometimes I sit there after the "I don't care" mental monster has won and I've binged and I want to cry for myself, for what I know to be true, for the choice I didn't make. Yes, I hold the power, but sometimes the lights go out and I'm left fending for myself in the dark. There is truth in that. Sadness, yes, but also strong truth.

August Wilson said:
“Confront the dark parts of yourself, and work to banish them with illumination and forgiveness. Your willingness to wrestle with your demons will cause your angels to sing. Use the pain as fuel, as a reminder of your strength.”

And how about Alex Karras?
“It takes more courage to reveal insecurities than to hide them, more strength to relate to people than to dominate them, more 'manhood' to abide by thought-out principles rather than blind reflex. Toughness is in the soul and spirit, not in muscles and an immature mind.”

Before I will ever have any hopes of overcoming this and moving on, I must confront it, acknowledge it, and accept it. You cannot change what you deny. If I lied and said I was fine and not struggling, then I would have no reason to fight harder to overcome the struggles I'm facing.

And, no, in the grand scheme of things my struggles are no more difficult than yours. I recognize that. What I hope you recognize, however, is that to me, these struggles are much harder - because they are mine. I don't have to face your struggles. I have to face mine. And sometimes, however vain and horrible it may make me, telling myself that if I accomplish this thing that must be SO MUCH more difficult for me than your struggles are for you brings out my competitive side and makes my fight stronger. I need that.

So while you see a girl struggling who has lost "almost" 100 pounds (another word I hate...I'm using nearly now...it sounds more like a goal and less like a failure I've had in reaching it) I'm recognizing that I have actually lost NEARLY 150 pounds and have been fighting for the better part of 6 years. So telling me to accept that it might go slow is like telling an elephant not to forget. It has been slow, and I am still going.

Why am I doing this?
Well, right now I think only in terms of "because I should" because I know that to be true. For my health and my life, I should do this.

But I know too that there are other reasons, more concrete ones.
Yes, I'm doing it for my children as well. I know you aren't supposed to say that, but I don't give two craps about that, because it's true. I want them to never have to go through the trials I went through by being overweight. I want them to recognize that they hold the power in their hands to become the people they want to be. I want them to value a healthy lifestyle instead of seeing it as a pipe dream and "just not who I am".

Yes, I'm doing this for my husband. Or, more accurately, for our relationship. Because being a stronger individual in a relationship actually enhances the strength of the coupledom, I've learned. And also for better and more fun bedroom activities. And for doing more fun things together. And for more pictures of us that I will be proud of and want to hang up in my house and post for all to see. I want the focus to be on what we've done together, not on hiding myself and feeling embarrassed.

And, yes, I'm doing it for all the vain reasons as well. To be able to turn down hot guys that approach me with a smile and a showing of my wedding ring. To say, "thanks, but I'm taken." To wear the clothes I've always wanted to wear without being overly concerned about hiding the parts of me that I'm not proud of.

I'm doing it to get rid of this stomach.
And to make my legs something that will look good in a skirt or dress.
And to make my arms able to fit into items that were made for them. (Like the armband I bought for my phone yesterday that still does not fit me.)

But mostly I'm doing this for my freedom. Years ago I decided that I would not wait until I was skinny to do the things I wanted to do. I wasn't going to hide or fade into the background anymore. And as much as that helped me to become more confident and stronger as a person, I am still limited by the world. Weight restrictions keep me from doing things - both things I want to do and things I don't ever care to do.

So, what did I do in the past few days when I was "off"?

- I ate mostly healthy.
- Even when I didn't eat healthy, I stayed at or under my ranges.
- Yes, I said UNDER my ranges. The first day out, I seriously restricted myself. And I know that's not what you're SUPPOSED to do, but I needed to. I don't know why, but I needed to. I gave up my snacks and ate bird-like as much as possible. And I ignored hunger pains. And I counted everything. And I said no to everything I could. Because if I shoot for UNDER my ranges, then I won't go over if I slip. And even though I need to learn how to not slip, for right now all I can manage is to leave room for slips.
- I continued to work out, and pushed myself harder than I have in a long time.

On Wednesday, I attempted Week 6 Day 3 again, since I didn't run the full 25 minutes in the race. And I still didn't make it. I warmed up for 5 minutes, then jogged for 15 minutes, then had to take a 3 minute walking break before getting back to jogging another 10 minutes. And it was a HARD day. And I did it on the treadmill, which is more difficult for me right now because it requires me to maintain a steady singular pace. But when I was done I knew I had run a total of 25 minutes, and I set out to try it again on Friday.

And Thursday, I went to the gym even though I was expected at home and even though everyone was waiting for me. Instead of giving up my entire 60 minute cardio workout, I shortened my workout to about 30 minutes, including my stretches. About 8 minutes on the rowing machine, another 15 on the elliptical, and then lots of stretching as I felt like I pulled a butt muscle on the right side.

And on Friday, when I was supposed to run again, I wasn't feeling it. So I took the night off, because I needed that. And my leg muscles screamed while I was sitting watching movies with the fam and I knew I made the right choice. And I told myself that the only way I could have this night off is if I promised to make up my training run the next day.

And yesterday when I woke up, I let my tummy settle before heading out, and I finally bested Week 6 Day 3 - running the full 25 minutes without stopping. And most of it felt right because I had given myself the extra time I needed to make it happen. And I followed my run with a 25 minute, 1 mile "recovery walk" while walking the dog.

And on all those days, save one, I ate within my calorie ranges, even if it wasn't all healthy. I'm finding my way back on the track I laid for myself, even if the going is tough and right now I'm crawling on my hands and knees. And the scale has been kind to me for my efforts and I know now that if I just keep chipping away at this iceberg, I'll eventually break through.

The truth is, the path isn't easy.
The truth is, it isn't easy for anyone.
The truth is, however, that my journey is more important to me than anyone else's because it's mine, and because the outcome affects me more.

And the truth is that I hope to always keep going, but I know that I will likely struggle with this battle my entire life. I don't know why I got dealt the cards I was dealt. I could analyze how I got to where I was and am, but what's the use? We must play the cards we're dealt. The trick is trying to figure out how to make our $hitty hand work to our advantage.

But the truth is also that it will continue to be hard. And I will get discouraged as I feel "passed by" by people around me who don't have as much weight to lose as I have, or who have lost less but look better than I might ever have a hope of looking. (Let's face it, I will have loose skin and stretch marks that will follow me my entire life.) I will get overwhelmed by my schedule, and by the unexpected that pops up (like a month full of training and a altered work schedule that I must learn to work around).

When I came to the SP stage, it wasn't because I thought "This is THE TIME I'm going to do this." That's the truth. I showed up with a realistic outlook of, "Well, let's get back on the wagon and see what happens." Over time I've gained a love for working out and eating healthy food. I've had so many accomplishments that may seem so little to everyone else, but are so huge to me, that sometimes I worry that my "luck has run out" or will run out before the end. But I've got to keep trying to make my own luck. And I won't belittle you by telling you I will always be the go-getter "I CAN DO THIS" person that sometimes pops up in my blogs. Because I am multi-faceted. Because I have those moments, days, weeks, and months, but I also have months wherein I feel lost and abandoned and alone and like nothing I do will ever be good enough.

That is the truth of who I am. And that will be the truth of my journey. Being "skinny" will never change that. I am who I am, and while I can try to bolster the parts of me that I like, and that other people enjoy, the other parts will remain. And they have their purpose, because knowing that life isn't fair and being realistic helps me get over the trials and tribulations. That part helps me see both sides of the story and recognize that sometimes it really sucks to be me. And knowing that it sucks sometimes, helps me relish even more in the parts that don't suck.

So that's my truth. And I'm taking it with me as I continue to fight for what I know I can do if I just push forward.

"Don't let the fear of striking out keep you from playing the game."

Give me a bat!

  
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TREASURINGLIFE 7/11/2011 7:59PM

    That's the best "truth" I've ever heard! You go girl! :)

- Michelle

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MAMADWARF 7/11/2011 7:22PM

    Like I have said before, you have done things I have never even thought about doing. You rock. Great blog.

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SARAWALKS 7/11/2011 6:29PM

    YES YES YES.
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SPARTANBABE 7/11/2011 11:49AM

    Yay! Esther is back! Not the fake Esther, the real one! I am so glad you got pissed enough to take a break and make sure the wagon didn't roll over you. Lots of people look at weight loss as a down-hill scenario, where a plateau is something to jump off. Look at it like you are, an uphill battle where a plateau is something to soar up above. A little break in your uphill climb to reevaluate, have a good cry and put your big girl panties back to on to kick some booty up the hill. Keep it up Esther, I am proud of you (and to have found your blog)! emoticon

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CAALAN23 7/10/2011 10:46PM

    I appreciate your honest blog more than you know. I've clicked through many a "positive" blog, not because Spark shouldn't be an outlet for that, but because I just was not feelin it.

Honestly? I'm not feelin it today. I'm sitting here wondering if I'm pushing too hard all for the love of a frickin quarter of a pound. Sacrificing so much it seems for so little. *shrugs* I'll get over it, I always do.

I know you will to, but just know that I completely understand and thank you for sharing.

Tina

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HEALTH-E-CLARE 7/10/2011 9:41PM

    "Truth? I get overwhelmed and discouraged and sad sometimes.
Truth? That does not make me a bad person or less motivating or less successful.
Everybody hurts sometimes"

SO TRUE!!!

"The truth is, the path isn't easy.
The truth is, it isn't easy for anyone.
The truth is, however, that my journey is more important to me than anyone else's because it's mine, and because the outcome affects me more."

You have such a way with words.... I heart you so bad girl.

Glad to hear that you had an amazing weekend.

Big props on the eating within range and completing the 25 minute run!!!!



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SPARKLINGVIOLET 7/10/2011 8:29PM

    It's interestin how much a plateu can make you second guess yourself. I struggled for about 6 months with no weight loss until I finally slid down the ledge and couldn't do it anymore. The result: a 25lb gain.

Doesn't feel good. Not. At. All.

But now that I'm back on track, I can tell you that it's not easy and your motivation falters and your confidence drops, but through it all, your goals remain in place-- waiting patiently for you. Because while you may have lost confidence in reaching them, they didn't lose confidence in being reached.

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WYNTYR1 7/10/2011 5:07PM

  this blog - omg i was tearing up in some parts of it... some parts of it, just made me laugh. but the heart-felt emotional honesty - - wow, that's all i can say. you helped me realize that i may have started this journey as a show of support for my sister, at this point - i am doing this for me, not her. my fat gut wants to stay & is putting up a fight, but since i am competitive i won't give up either. i will be running a 5k in september, but i am more like i just want to accomplish finishing the race and don't really care how fast i do it or if i hafta walk some of it. to me, it's just something to accomplish that no one, save me, can take it away from me.. thank you for being honest and sharing with everyone. that takes some serious guts..

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JECKIE 7/10/2011 2:06PM

    I love this blog with all my heart. Sometimes I do feel like everyone expects us to be "on" all the time, and it's just not realistic. Yeah, I have awesome days but I have those awful downer ones, too and it's HARD. And it will always BE HARD. And I needed someone else to say that, I think.

So thank you for your honesty.

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SHRINKINGSHERI 7/10/2011 1:50PM

    You made me laugh, you made me cheer, you made me cry, you made me realize that I don't have to feel guilty for believing that my journey is harder than everyone else's - at least to me.

Thank you so very, very much for your honesty, your courage, and most of all your motivation and inspiration.

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CDGOLDILOCKS 7/10/2011 1:46PM

    Thank you for not just posting "I did it" when you did your 5k. I once did a 5k. I had to walk part of it. I had to finish DEAD LAST. I have never heard anyone else talk about a disappointing race before. Your honesty about your truths helped me immensely. We all struggle with out own demons, fears. We can't be positive all the time, and if we can't be honest HERE, then where can we be?

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REDSHOES2011 7/10/2011 1:41PM

    emoticonblog!

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SARAHSSUNSHINE 7/10/2011 1:35PM

    One of the truest and most honest blogs I've ever read, and it was WONDERFUL. I am so glad that you are willing to share this with us, because I know it means so much. Thank you very much. If anything, this honesty makes you even more of an inspiration to me.

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ARCHIMEDESII 7/10/2011 1:30PM

    This was a marvelous blog ! thank you for you for being candid and so honest. I'm sure you'll hit a home run in life !!

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RUNNER12COM 7/10/2011 1:17PM

    Good heavens, I feel like this becoming a popular blog just isn't enough. I feel like it needs to be posted everywhere. I'm going to shout about it on my own blog now.

Thank you for the honesty. Thank you for the bravery. And thank you for sharing YOU with all of us!



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TEAM-SARAH 7/10/2011 12:37PM

    I'm so happy that you WERE honest in your blog. You are here for YOU, not to put on a smile for the rest of it and bear through the pain to be motivational. If this is hard... it's HARD and you're allowed to feel it. I'm so proud of you for your success you had in your race last week. I mean... you finished what you set out to do in that race and then you kept on going this week and completed even MORE of your 5k training. I'm very very happy for you. Even when the going gets tough... you keep going. Yeah we all sulk sometimes but overall you keep pushing forward and that's SO hard when you don't see the progress you hope to. I don't even need to tell you to keep fighting, because you already are and you always do :) You amaze me!! You are far and away one of my biggest sources of inspiration and motivation and when you are real and honest and truthful about the struggles... that just makes it even more special.

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HOPE2011 7/10/2011 11:31AM

    Great blog! I thank you for sharing it. A good deal of what you mention is in my head too, but I've never "voiced" it.

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MADDEELOU 7/10/2011 11:19AM

    Thanks for your honesty. And congratulations on beating week 6. I wish we could go to lunch and chat.

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Updates and Race Reports

Wednesday, July 06, 2011

What's been going on with me? Well, a lot and not a lot at the same time. I'm going to warn you right up front that I don't have a happy, motivating "YAY! I DID IT!" race report blog for you. What I do have is the truth. The full broken-hearted, will-breaking truth. And maybe this mood has something to do with fact that my scale gave me back a 320.2 this morning, which = no change. And maybe it has to do with the fact that my eating has been crap for 2 days. We're talking me eating double what I probably should if I ever want to think about losing weight again. But most of it is due to the big pieces of goo that were once my heart and my will and my determination, which right now I'm simply trying not to trample any more and trying to figure out how to put it back together into some recognizable form. I wish I had the happy race report for you, but don't.

I wish I could tell you that my nervous jitters went away after the gun went off, but they didn't. As I got hit and pushed from all sides, all the while trying not to scold my son who insisted on starting near the front of the pack. I knew what would happen but I gave in to his childish spirit and his determination to succeed.

I wish I could tell you that it didn't bother me that I was last from the start gun until the finish, but I can't. It hurt. This is the first and only time I have ever come in dead last in a race. I should've known better, racing in something so small. But someone had told me they were walking the race. I figured there would be walkers there. Instead, I was surrounded by 20 year old track stars, high school athletes, young girls that were in better shape than I could ever dream of being in, muscly guys with no shirts who were tanned beyond belief from, I assume, hours spent training. I knew from the minute we started and the race pack left me so far behind that I was out of my league. And I don't want to tell you that I wish I had quit right then and there, but that's the truth. I should've quit. I should've saved my heart all the heartache it was about to endure.

I wish I could tell you that my positive self-talker kicked in, but she didn't. She took a hike the minute she realized that we were just shooting for a "not horribly awful last place" finish. She wanted nothing to do with me. She couldn't help me anymore and I was alone out there...literally and mentally.

I wish I could tell you that watching my son so far ahead of me helped spur me on, but it didn't. I wish I had just let him run alone. I wish I had paid for anyone else but me to run this race.

I wish I could tell you that people were nice, but those that were were so few and far between. Throughout the first mile I heard a small splatter of claps, but they were mixed with laughter and hushed words between couples and friends and I suddenly felt like I had woken up in that dream where you go to school completely naked. I wanted to cry and hide and quit.

I wish I could tell you that the jeers and actual heckling didn't hurt me, but it did. When some smart@ss kid from the high school band laughed and pointed and said in a condescending tone, "Ooh, I hope she wins!" followed by another laugh, my heart broke again...and again. I was in the seventh circle of hell and I wanted to die. Not only did I feel like I was dying from starting too fast and pushing too hard just to keep up with the pack, but sheer embarrassment made me want to crawl into a hole and curl up and die.

And I wish I could tell you that yelling across the road at the little basturd (yes, I'm making a new word out of two because he deserves this much), "Let's see YOU get out here and do it!" made me feel better, but it didn't. I kept wondering if there was anywhere along the route where I could simply disappear and no one would notice. (There wasn't.)

I wish I could tell you that I was finally able to block it all out and just run my run, but I wasn't. The entire two miles was torture. I had to pee, I was getting overheated, and I was pushing too hard. Which meant that even though I didn't want to, after about a mile and a quarter, I had to take a walking break. And I hated every minute of walking in front of those people because it felt like they were winning something. It felt like giving in and quitting without the actual relief of not having to continue.

I wish I could tell you that the kindness of the race buggy giving me water and giving me encouraging words made me feel better, more powerful, more encouraged, but it didn't. It made me feel under scrutiny. It made the embarrassment worse. I kept thinking to myself, "They just want me off this g'dmn road so they can start the effin' parade already!"

I wish I could tell you that running all out into the finish line with a cheering crowd felt great, but it didn't. By that point it felt like a pity clap. In fact, I'm pretty damn sure that's what it was. Poor pathetic fat girl trying to run 2 miles. Laughable, yet somehow commendable for the attempt. I hated it. HATED.

I wish I could tell you that the hug at the end from the girl in my yoga class cheered me up...or the old lady sitting on her walker seat talking about how I "was to be commended" made me proud...or that the guy who came up to tell me nice job and share a story about how 2 years ago he was over 300 pounds and started doing races gave me encouragement, but...Well, actually, that part was kinda good...

What wasn't good was Hubs' severely insensitive comment about how "It must suck to be last" which he followed up with a joke about how everyone was saying they wish I'd effin hurry up so the parade could start.

When I think back on this race I only think one thing...."Why did I do it?" I wasn't ready. Not mentally, not physically. Yes, I finished, but it hurt beyond belief. And the exhaustion that finally caught up to me yesterday sent me reeling over the experience. And the fact that I couldn't control my eating enough in two days to lose any weight from the experience, and the fact that I still hurt down to my very bones all leads me to want to cry and hide and wish I hadn't ever had this stupid crazy idea that a fat girl could or even should run. Just because you CAN do something, doesn't mean you SHOULD. Maybe I should've said no this year. But I can't take it back...all I can try to do is heal.

As for what else is new? I'm so friggin' scheduled that I will likely not have another chance to redeem my broken heart in a race for at least a month.
July 11th - work training
July 12-13th - work training out of town
July 15 - work training out of tw
July 20-25 - Vegas/Utah for wedding
July 26-28 - work training
July 31-August 5 - work training out of town

And the race I wanted to do is in Wheeling on August 6th, and I've been fighting all year to get back there and now I don't even know if I'll be able to, or if I want to. It's pretty likely that I'll be giving up the Beerathlon 5k on the 16th and the Ohio State Fair 5k on the 31st. And I wonder now what I'm working so hard for if not for a race? It's certainly not to lose weight. Lord and every Sparkie knows I haven't done crap to speak of in that department for months beyond doing a kick@ss impression of a friggin' yo-yo.

Yes, I'm frustrated. And, no, don't sit here and say that I'm building effin' muscle and my measurements are probably shrinking. They're not. In fact, if you want the whole truth, my calves have gotten bigger along with my waist. I'm not losing ANYTHING. And, yes, I know it's because my eating is out of control. I've become that bitter girl on a diet who is frustrate because she isn't SUPPOSED to have an effin' donut so she resists and resists and then eats 12 out of spite. THIS is the root of my problem. I am well aware of that.

So as to what will happen from here? Probably more of the same. I start every morning with the singular hope that I will eat on target...and then sometime, either at 3pm or 5:30pm or 7pm, whenever, it all falls apart and I binge and I hate myself for it and thoughts of becoming bulimic re-emerge (yes, fat girls can be bulimic too!) and I have to choose whether to fight one eating disorder or the other. So far I haven't purged, hence the pain in my body from killer workouts and ZERO loss on the scale.

Okay, I'm done griping. Here's some stupid pictures from one of the worst days of my life.





Yeah..people walked in front of me because I wasn't really doing much of anything important at the time...




Bloated and swollen and completely exhausted. I wanted to just go home but had to stand through a parade that easily lasted an hour.

And, for the record, my Nike+ sets my pace at 15'01, but I forgot to turn it off after and it says I did 2.2 miles and I now KNOW it's off/wrong and needs calibrated...but it told me I was averaging a 13-14.5 min/mi the whole time, which is fast for what I was doing in training, even if it is wrong.

FML. Adventures of this FitFat girl continue...though I have no clue why anymore...

  
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SCHENPOSSIBLE 7/12/2011 12:23AM

    Feeling yourself cross the finish line sure beats watching other people crossing the finish line while you're on the sideline. Don't get discouraged. Stay in the fight, keep training and pounding that pavement and come back next year and show these mofos who's boss!

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RUNNER12COM 7/10/2011 1:12PM

    I'm reading and re-reading this part:

"or that the guy who came up to tell me nice job and share a story about how 2 years ago he was over 300 pounds and started doing races gave me encouragement, but...Well, actually, that part was kinda good..."

And I love it. Because it tells me that in the midst of such a horrible experience, you still found a bright spot... a beacon of hope... a Spark!

Hang in there. And remember, "last place beats didn't finish beats didn't start!"



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SARAHSTARTSOVER 7/9/2011 10:22AM

    Please don't give up, I am SO proud of you. You went on in the worst conditions ever, I would have given up and YOU didn't! You are an inspiration. Take a break, regroup but NEVER give up! emoticon

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MIQUEY73 7/8/2011 10:43PM

    My heart aches for you. Mean people suck! I'm sorry you had to experience their nastiness. You are brave and courageous to have done it. I'm sure your son was proud of you for doing it as well.

You can be successful at this weight loss thing. You know what the problem is, you just need to figure out how to overcome it.

I've been in the same boat myself. I do well eating a couple days and then it all goes downhill. I need to start thinking about the consequences of my actions before shoving something in my mouth. I never tell myself that I can't have something, just that I have to plan it into my calorie budget and be reasonable and eat it in moderation.

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SPUNKYDUCKY 7/8/2011 9:22PM

    Mean people suck, seriously suck.
Congratulations on completing your race. I came in last in a similar race last year, way over my head and while I would love to say all the things too, I mostly felt like you did.
Did I mention mean people suck?
You on the other hand, are the opposite of suck, you are completely awesome. Getting through this is yet another part of the journey. Hang in there girl.

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NUMD97 7/8/2011 2:34PM

    This breaks my heart ("Who are you?"). I've been following you for quite some time now, rarely commenting, always in awe of your spirit to race. You do it, and often with your sons in tow, showing them, modeling for them, a healthier lifestyle by the example you set.

This whole process of weight loss is not a straight line, by any stretch of the imagination. We lose a ton of weight, then "plateau", freak out by our own success, and worry what happens after it's all done. We're not progressing as fast as we like, or as well as we like. Who are our best critics? Ourselves. We know this to be true.

So you had an off day. Or week. Or month. Or a few of these. So what? Dig deeper. Figure it out. Talk to the woman who started this quest, oh, so many months ago and try to remember what it was that began this whole process in the first place.

Why, you ask, continue? You know why. And I won't insult your intelligence for a moment to list chapter and verse of the whys. I'll leave that for the rest of the community to do.

Take a break from racing if you have to, and just regroup. It sounds like you're burning out. But still, every now and then take a look over your shoulder and see just how far you've come.

Do you REALLY want to give all that up and go back to the way it was, way back then?

Give that a real long, hard look.

We're still going to be rooting for you.

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KAREN_NY 7/8/2011 12:31PM

    7NHARWARD said something that is fabulously true -- someone out there, and maybe more than one -- found themselves realizing what's possible because you set an example, raised the bar.

It sucks that meanies are so much louder than kindful hearts!
But don't let them take away your mojo, your joy, your right to do what's wonderful for you. (Yeah, that sounds corny, but as a survivor of some fairly horrific stuff, I do believe it.)

I hope that today - and tomorrow, and the next day .... - you do something that feels good before, during, AND after! Like a run where you don't have to care about spectators, or a walk on a wooded trail. These don't have to take long. Every day, have at least one meal that makes you feel marvelously healthy. Whether it's sushi or salad or oatmeal, you can do that anywhere. ;)

Bootstraps, baby! Good luck - you can totally do this!
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HARMONYBLUE 7/7/2011 9:20PM

    Ugh, bullies suck! Always have, always will. I was bullied endlessly throughout high school and am still not sure how much of my journey is related to my desire to leave no room to be bullied ever again.

I drive a fast, snobbish "I have arrived" car with a license plate that says "PIKONTHIS" Bitter? Me? Noooo?

So my advice is finish your journey, sign up for the race again next year or the year after that, make yourself a custom T-Shirt with a similar "Up Yours" mantra and have your revenge.

Or if your really hate it, start doing something you love instead....I liked that advice.

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KJDOESLIFE 7/7/2011 9:31AM

    Continue your adventures so you don't have to deal with sht like that anymore. I can't say I know how you feel because I've never been through what you went through during your race. But I do know what it feels like to be horribly, horribly out of place and feeling unwelcome and unwanted. It's awful and no one should ever be made to feel like that. Keep doing what you're doing and tell them all to shove it.

Although it may not feel like it, NOT quitting is a huge accomplishment. Take it and run with it!

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ROMNEY3 7/7/2011 9:06AM

    I have read your blog for a while now but just never knew what to say. Well this one got me. I have done several 5K and ALWAYS have finished last or pretty close to it. But you know the only thing that has kept me going is to remember where I have come from and where I might be if I gave up. NEVER EVER GIVE UP! And forget what ANYBODY else has to say about it. You got out there and did. Very few people did. That is something to be proud of. I wish I had the right words to let you know how special you are. Good luck and please keep your head up, you have so much to be proud of.


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TKPHOTOGIRL 7/7/2011 5:29AM

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I'm sorry that people were A-holes. After my last race I came to the conclusion that I don't like races - I'm happier running with myself for company, be it on road or treadmill, than doing anything that involves other people. I still have two more races to get through that I don't want to back out of on principle, but when they're done it's just gonna be me and the iPod. The opinions of other people do NOT have to be part of your journey - if people are mean, it comes from their own insecurities. I think you're a rock star!

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LUCYSUNFLOWER 7/6/2011 9:22PM

    You are the most courageous person I know. Truly.

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ADVENTURE-GIRL 7/6/2011 8:53PM

    Unfortunately this world is full of awful people. I am sorry that you had such a horrible experience. Even though I haven't experienced the same degree as you I do have a similar experience. I remember the day I attempted to walk the Avon walk (26.2 miles). This was before I had lost any weight. I had been training on a team with a couple of [thin] girls. The day of the event they just left to walk by myself. I had expected that we were in this together as we did train together, but they just left me. It wasn't like I was walking horribly slow. I felt hurt and alone. The whole experience, that should have been amazing, was ruined by this. Unlike you though I didn't even push through to complete the whole thing, but gave up after 13 miles. I know that if we had stayed together as a team I could have pushed through, but my positive attitude and resolve was gone. I have always regretting not finishing. Be proud and forget about those people.
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As far as giving up on weight loss, DON'T. The simple truth is that this journey is hard, weight loss is hard. Its a battle that we will face every day for the rest of our lives. I can relate to the yo-yo effect that has been going on for me for a year now. I guess that the "honeymoon" phase and fun of weight loss is over and its just hard now. But you've got to keep fighting, because it is still worth it. Going back is not an option that you want to take. You have done an amazing job and you should always be proud of that. Please don't give up.

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7NHARWARD 7/6/2011 8:41PM

    You may have heard the jeers and the snotty comments, but you didn't hear all the people saying in their heads "Wow, if she can have that much courage and can do this, then maybe I can, too!" No one is going to stand on the sidelines and scream that because they are too afraid to admit it. More likely than not, you inspired someone - at least one person. It may not have even been for someone to get healthy or lose weight, but maybe for them to overcome something they have been afraid of for a long time. You never know, but someone may have your picture as their inspirational picture...



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ANEWCARI 7/6/2011 7:07PM

    You have a lot of comments that say wonderful and positive things and I don't know if I can add except I can share in your feelings and that I second this:

Don't you dare regret getting out there and trying. You let them take away your feelings of pride and accomplishment for doing something that none of those people on the sidelines bothered to get off of THEIR asses and do. Screw them and their judgement. They just saw you running along and felt bad about themselves because they weren't doing it, so they felt the need to belittle you instead. It's sick and it's pathetic and you should pity them, not let them eat away at your confidence. You've been working hard and doing amazing. And even though you were the last runner you are STILL A RUNNER and don't you ever forget it.

I am overweight by about 40 pounds, a few years ago I had the bright idea of running cross country at my school, figured it would be a good way to lose weight. Well not only was I the fattest and slowest girl in the entire class but continued to be that person for several years. (A few years of feeling what you felt for 40 minutes)... After a few semesters I was better but not to the level by any means of any of the other girls in the class. Coach asked me to compete saying that I was "good enough" and that she needed me for the team. So I did. I only ran two races that semester (a 6k and a 5k) and my first one was EXACTLY as you described above. I was the fattest slowest person there and finished in almost twice as many minutes as the person in front of me. SO yeah I know how you feel. I felt like everyone was staring at me thinking "oh look at the poor fat girl trying to run". I would give almost anything to take that one semester back and have just TRAINED for the next semester to compete. I just kept thinking to myself, it's only 4 miles, no one on the side lines could run that! I wasn't physically ready, but you know what, I did it, and I finished, and I can say I am proud of that! AND YOU CAN TOO!

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YOOVIE 7/6/2011 5:57PM

    E. You should quit racing and start doing sht you enjoy.

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TEAM-SARAH 7/6/2011 4:52PM

    I am so very sorry that you had that kind of experience. It is unbelievable to me that people can be so cruel. I do not at all blame you for how you feel about the experience... as I am sure I would feel similarly. BUT... don't you dare regret getting out there and trying. You let them take away your feelings of pride and accomplishment for doing something that none of those people on the sidelines bothered to get off of THEIR asses and do. Screw them and their judgement. They just saw you running along and felt bad about themselves because they weren't doing it, so they felt the need to belittle you instead. It's sick and it's pathetic and you should pity them, not let them eat away at your confidence. You've been working hard and doing amazing. And even though you were the last runner you are STILL A RUNNER and don't you ever forget it.

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ONCEUPONADREAM 7/6/2011 4:08PM

   
Like many others, I am so sorry for your bad experience due to the insenstivity of morons. I'd like to have some choice words for those people as well as your husband. It is unfortunate that some people never grew out of high school behaviors, trying to bring down others because they can't. Could those jeerers run a mile, let a lone two if their lives depended on it? Probably not. Not only did you accomplish something they couldn't, but you finished it strong. No matter what got thrown at you or how down you felt, you FINISHED. You finished in conditions that were horrible, and that is commendable. If you did that, you can do ANYTHING. Who knows how many people on the sidelines you've inspired, or how many people on spark for that matter! What you did is a GREAT thing, and you are *awesome* for doing it. I recommend treating yourself to a spa treatment in celebration. :)

Remember in the future should you encounter anymore morons, it is perfectly acceptable to smile sweetly and lift your driving finger! Find the will to be pissed off. Pissed off usually works better! :)

As far as everything else. I'd suggest if you are craving a donut, then have a donut. Just count for it. As you've said, denying yourself what you want can go so far. Thats human! Tell someone they can't have something or feel like they can't have it, and suddenly there is this burning need to conqure and divide! That happened to me recently..but it was with a burritos, and I am gonna tell you. It wasn't pretty. I am smart enough to know that the cycle will probably repeat itself at some point, but at least I've got more forewarning and know what to do about it when it tries.

You are doing a great job. You are FIGHTING it out and laying down the long term ground rules of your lifestyle. You are getting healthier. You are making your body do things it couldn't do before. You are building the tools right now to life a better quality of life.

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UNLIKELY 7/6/2011 3:45PM

  On a more positive note: YOU ARE AWESOME and brave and a warrior even if you don't want to admit to yourself that you are those things. Only a warrior goes out and faces what she already has deemed impossible and having deemed it impossible finishes it anyways!!!!!!!!!!

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UNLIKELY 7/6/2011 3:40PM

  Your husband is a D-bag. Perhaps when you are done completing your bodily transformation you can transform you life and ditch things that aren't supportive like old saggy bras and your husband! No one deserves that. NO ONE!!!!!!!



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CORTNEY_NAMASTE 7/6/2011 3:15PM

    Some folks are idiots and they just cannot help being ignorant butt (insert other cuss word here) holes.

That being said, you raced for yourself, right? It should not matter what place you came in, you said you were going to do it and you did. Did you want to finish last, probably not, but crap happens. Be extremely proud that you accomplished the race and you did not QUIT! That is SO important.

I read through your blog and felt the same things toward the end when you talked about working your butt off and the scale not moving and the inches not melting away. I have been dealing with the same thing. It's darned frustrating. Makes you want to throw in the towel. Everytime I think about doing that, I think about how I really don't want to go back to the way I was. The only way is forward. You run to make yourself healthy, if you keep doing it the rest will come (this is what I have been telling myself).

Work on small things at a time. Find what works for you. Unlike your "running" race, the weight loss is not a race. Your happiness is paramount and who cares how long it takes to move the ticker if you are doing things right! It takes time to heal.

I wish you all the positive energy in this universe. I wish for you not to talk bad to yourself. I wish for you to love yourself and do not give up on yourself. Keep running, even if it's not for a race.



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SASXONTHEMOVE 7/6/2011 2:40PM

    I wanna take my grapefruit spoon to your hubby....just a little bit. then tell him, yeah you were just jabbed in the nads with a grapefruit spoon, that must have sucked. I'm sorry, E but that just peeves me off. Has he said sorry yet?

I'm glad you said something to that insensitive twatwaffle who was jeering at you. He didn't have the cajones to race-YOU did. rememebr that. even if it was the worst race e.v.e.r. you still did it, you still COMPLETED it.

I agree with NYO, if you know those are the times that you are most likely to eat more then internally berate yourself for it, try something else. teeth brushing, tasty good snacks, a litre of water...

and if you are not happy, what can you do to change that? and what can I (we) do to help?

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HEALTH-E-CLARE 7/6/2011 2:36PM

    You will have those races, but the important (and most impressive) thing is that despite all those negative thoughts and feelings you continue and finished the race.

I have to agree with NYO (she's so smart don'tcha know) that if racing isn't fun then go ahead and take a break, it doesn't mean you have to give up running. Go back and find when it's fun again.

I will say it again... You are beautiful, strong and amazing. This to shall pass, plateaus will be broken, we just have to do it one step at a time alah MVISGAK advice



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MAMADWARF 7/6/2011 2:35PM

    You are a better person that me, Esther. I would not have even attempted that. Not only did you try it, you DID it, you finished it. Even though you felt all those negative things, you kept going. Do you know how much that impresses me? I have never even WANTED nor attempted to run 2 feet much less 2 miles. This may have been a bad experience for you but on my end, You rocked it. I am not easily impressed and you are right there on the top of my list. In that, you have finished first. Well done.

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SARAHJ19 7/6/2011 2:29PM

    Aww Esther. I am so sorry you had such a terrible experience. What insensitive people there were at the race. Making comments and such. You are such an amazing person, be proud you didn't quit! You will look back when you heart heals and see this as a learning experience. I know it is tough now but you will get through it. Think of all the amazing things you have accomplished so far. Keep pushing and don't give up.

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CREATINGAMANDA 7/6/2011 2:13PM

    Aw Esther ... I thought of so many things that I could tell you to try to lift your mood, but knowing how defeated I felt after my race in April I know that nothing anyone could have said would have made a difference. *I* think you're amazing - and I think it shows a real strength to have finished the race even though you said you wanted to quit right from the beginning.

You said "Just because you CAN do something, doesn't mean you SHOULD" ... but I would argue that the very fact that you can do something is reason enough as to why you should do it. The negative remarks, you'll notice I'm sure, have all come from people who weren't courageous to even get out there and try. Don't compare yourself to them ... look at how far YOU have come.

I'm SO SO SO proud of you, and even if you're feeling defeated and you feel like you want to quit, I won't quit on you.

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SLFRISBEY 7/6/2011 2:07PM

    (((hugs))) I am so sorry you had to go through that. I think I would have lept over the barrier to the high school kid and well, let's just say I would need bail money! Even though you're having a hard time I sitll think the world of you and that won't change!

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SARAWALKS 7/6/2011 12:58PM

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NEWYORKORCHIDS 7/6/2011 12:38PM

  There are going to be shltty days, weeks, months where you want to quit. And you'll take time away from it all and get pissed at yourself making your "goal date" that much farther away.

It happens to all of us (and if I didn't happen to someone reading this there is either a 'yet' to come, or you're super bunny).

If racing doesn't make you happy - don't do it. If the prospect of having the body that you "dream" of doesn't make you happy, then what you are doing? There's a difference between being unhappy and being overwhelmed. If you're overwhelmed by waking up, exercising, and staying within ranges, that's one thing. If it makes you miserable, it's time to find a new game plan.

As for the over eating late in the evening. Can you brush your teeth? Only have healthy snacks on hand (I've been loving the SteamFresh Edamame as the entire bag is 220 calories and I usually quit long before that).

You've been unhappy for a while -- you need to shake it up somehow.


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CAALAN23 7/6/2011 12:35PM

    Well, I hope your husband learned from this experience as well. Hopefully he has seen how much it is a part of you and what you want.

The training for these races isn't just about what your body can do, but your mind as well. Go back a few posts and read those lovely blogs you wrote about running. The joy you felt. You are your own trainer there and YOU are the only one that matters. Kick those negative thoughts in the A$$.

Not that it wasn't a sucktastic experience, (people are idiots), but put it behind you...in fact stomp it into the ground for good measure and keep running. Don't give that bad memory any power. You definitely would have outrun me, LOL, my pace is usually 17 to 19 min miles.

Keep going!
Tina

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ERIN1128 7/6/2011 12:35PM

    Oh sweetie, your post just broke my heart. But I am proud of you for not giving up and slogging through, despite how hard and painful it was, and despite all the a--holes along the way. And I'm really sorry that hubby was so insensitive - you know guys, he probably just didn't know what to say and was hoping to make you laugh (to give him the benefit of the doubt). Hang in there, and big hugs to you!

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HEALTHYELEPHANT 7/6/2011 12:28PM

    To go along with Maddeelou, I know you don't want cheerleading at this moment, but I have to say that you should absolutely NOT give up on the upcoming 5Ks because other people are a$$holes. You did so much more than any of the jerkface spectators. You are such an amazing role model for your son, and I am really freaking proud of you for running those 2 miles.

Cheerleading over. I also admire your strength with the hubs, because I'd probably throw elbows. :)

Hit "Reset" tonight. Even 1 small choice today can do wonders.

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MADDEELOU 7/6/2011 11:58AM

    emoticon I am so sorry. emoticon

I know cheerleading isn't really what you want right now and a little bit of my heart broke for you as I read this. Mean, petty people suck. Really, how pathetic are they that they can only feel good by making others feel bad? While it may be broken, all that running has made your heart stronger and you are an awesome role model for your son. Talk about showing him about determination and the will to finish even when it would have been so much easier to just give up.

Stay strong!
Beth

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CALLIKIA 7/6/2011 11:38AM

    I don't think Hubs realized what he was saying was part of my negative mantra throughout the entire race...at least not until he saw my face and my concern as I asked if he was being serious. He gave a nervous chuckle and said "of course not". I tend to end races with a feeling of pride, a high that can't be undone...and I don't think he realized how much this race affected my very core. He was being his stupid 12-year-old self, but it was certainly wrong place/wrong time.

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_TRIXIE_ 7/6/2011 11:34AM

    I am so sorry that the race left you feeling so defeated. But I read through this, nodding, agreeing, and empathizing until I got to this:

"What wasn't good was Hubs' severely insensitive comment about how "It must suck to be last" which he followed up with a joke about how everyone was saying they wish I'd effin hurry up so the parade could start."

So help me God, if I EVER hear someone say that to my friend--husband or not--I'll kick their ass. That is the meanest thing I've heard in a while and to know it comes from your husband is absolutely disgusting. I hope he apologized. You deserve so much more than that.

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SUGIRL06 7/6/2011 11:33AM

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I am sorry you had such a crappy race. I can't believe people sometimes. I've had honks and hollars and nasty things said to me too while I'm out jogging and it is hard to ignore. But you race because you can! Don't say you can't because you did so obviously you can ;) I agree though, bigger races are nicer for the self confidence and ones with a walkers division helps too! I vote that you keep on running and next year, come back and run all over that little brat that yelled at you!
~Ang

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TREASURINGLIFE 7/6/2011 11:32AM

    ((((HUGS)))) I'm so sorry you had such a crappy race experience.

As to why the adventures of this "FitFat girl" continue...I do believe that reason is in pictures #1 and #2 above...

Take it one step at a time, one choice at a time, one day at a time. There is no way you can tell me that eating well all day and then going over at dinner is worse than saying "screw it" and eating crappily all day. So...keep on starting every day fresh and do your best. That's all you can do. You deserve it. And your son deserves it.

By the way, how you managed to hold back from punch hubby smack square in his forehead from being so nasty and snide is beyond me. Man, you're a better woman than I! LOL!

Have a great day, girl. You're amazing. You're race accomplishment was amazing. And you are worth every bit of energy and effort you put into bettering yourself. No matter how long it takes - NEVER GIVE UP!!!!!!!!

- Michelle

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KKINNEA 7/6/2011 11:21AM

    Sorry to hear about the poor race experience - I can't believe people were so hurtful!

You have had some really good runs leading up to this so it was just an off day. I hope you're able to schedule another one in and have some great training runs leading up to it!

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COUNTDOWNISON 7/6/2011 11:19AM

    That sucks. I'm so sorry you had such a terrible experience. People can be a**holes, especially kids. Your husband on the other hand is another matter. Did you tell him what a jerky thing that was to say and explain how that made you feel? Yikes that was totally uncalled for and insensitive. He should have welcomed you at the finish line with a congratulatory hug and kiss on the forehead and told you he was proud of you.
Running 2 miles is an accomplishment so at the very least you can be proud of that:) And remember, what doesn't kill you only makes you stronger. Now turn some of that anger into willpower and you'd be one slim chick in no time!
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CRYSTLE4HIMTX10 7/6/2011 11:09AM

    Mean people totally irritate me. emoticon So sorry that you had to endure meanness. I have to let you know how proud I am of you. Not because you are a big girl that runs but because you are a women who pushes for what she wants and keeps on trying. That's all we can do ya know.

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Good Runs and Bad Runs and Needing to Go

Sunday, July 03, 2011

Wednesday's run was difficult, to say the least. I felt like I was moving with bricks on my feet. I didn't properly hydrate before heading out and was left with dry mouth for the entire time. I set out with the mindset that I had already run 20 minutes straight, so this one was going to be simple. Week 6 Day 1: 5 minute warm-up, jog 5 minutes, walk 3 minutes, jog 8 minutes, walk 3 minutes, jog 5 minutes, 5 minute cool down. Each run was like trying to pull a loaded carriage up a long hill. I tried to talk positively to myself, but it just wasn't working for me. Each run got harder, but I can credit myself with one thing - I did not stop running until my program said to walk. I did it. I completed it. It was hard and it hurt a bit. I was straining with each step and begging for mercy, but I kept going. And I had a completed day to show for it. I told myself that every runner had bad days, bad runs, and I hoped that the next one would bring me back to my "You can DO THIS!" mindset.


Forced Smile
Total Time: 34:23
Total Distance: 2.06 miles
Average Pace: 16'40/mile
Calories Burned: 375

Friday's run DID go a lot better. Not only did I feel more runnerly and my legs actually felt light and mobile, but I tackled the monster hill on the side street we live next to. Usually I get to this hill and turn around, but on Friday I got to the hill and for some reason I just kept going.

The only problem with Friday? Well, just like in Myrtle Beach, I got up, went potty, put on my running gear, grabbed a few swigs of water, and then headed out. And just like in Myrtle Beach, I felt the need to go poo on my way back. It's no secret that my stomach has been completely screwed up. And I know why it's been that way for the most part. Eating crap leads to horrible digestive habits and irregular bowel movements. I'm not a dummy, this I know. What I didn't expect is having run too far and feeling the need to GO right now and not making it back in time. For me, runs help regulate my body in that it works as a laxative...but I only have this problem on morning runs. It's something I'm going to have to think about and deal with. I'm hoping with some adjustment to my diet it won't be a problem anymore, but we shall see. Anyone else suffer with running giving them the need to GO RIGHT NOW?!

The result was me running more than was called for, trying to get home quickly. I wish I could simply rejoice in this run, but it only seems to highlight my need to get my diet/eating back on track.


Total Time: 35:42
Total Distance: 2.21 miles
Average Pace: 16'09
Calories Burned: 408

Yesterday I took the family out for what I wanted to call a "recovery hike." *lol* It seems I'm not so good at taking it easy, especially when my husband is with me. Hubs has always walked SUPER fast, and I used to not be able to keep up at all. Even at the grocery store I'd yell at him to stop running. Now I generally keep up pretty well, but yesterday he was in hyper drive. I wanted us to go farther, but the gravel trail was much harder on all of us than I expected. Maybe it was the heat. *shrug* Either way, we were out for about an hour and I got in a good workout at least.

We went to a place called Cairo, WV. Tiny old town. You honestly feel like you're stepping back in time. We toured an old bank and saw antiques from the 1800's and early 1900's. The old guy giving the tour was so very excited about showing anyone who would listen all the things the Rail Trail Society had collected over time. *lol* We headed out after the tour and headed into North Bend State Park, finding an access road to the North Bend Rail Trail, which covers 71 miles and 4-5 counties east to west across WV. It's a mostly gravel trail (okay, from the mile we saw of it *lol*) and is spotted with old tunnels. We crossed through 2 tunnels. Okay, 1 and a half. *lol* Tunnel #13 was fine, but tunnel 12 was CREEPY!! We turned around and hurried back out of it in record time! *lol*

On our way back through tunnel #13, I challenged my 9 year old to a race. The tunnel length was 353 feet. I turned to him, smiled and said, "Race ya?" He smiled back and our oldest called out the "ready, set, go" and we were off. I tried to pace myself, figuring he'd go all out and wear down before the end. And after dodging the Hubs and running into each other once, we finally made it to the end...me just steps ahead of my 9 year old (I had a little gas left in the tank at the end...I had saved it. He was all out. :)). The rest of the way back I kept thinking to myself, "The girl last year would not have even thought to challenge a 9 year old who is so full of energy. This year? I won the race! HA!" *proud grin*


Me in front of Tunnel 13, which we raced through. This is on the way there, though, not after the race. I was drenched in sweat by the end of the hike and especially after the race. Ethan said there was a face of sweat on my back. Two eyes over my shoulder blades, and then a line across the bottom of my back. *lol* I should've had him take a picture!

Total Hike Time: about 60 minutes
Total Distance: about 2.5 miles
Average pace: about 22 1/2 minutes per mile
Calories burned: about 400

Now for the confession of a plan that has hatched. Tomorrow our little town is hosting its 4th annual 2-mile firecracker run through town. The race starts just 1/2 hour before the parade, so there is always a huge crowd lined up for the parade that simply become the crowd that cheers for runners that come by beforehand. For years I've wanted to participate, but didn't think I could do 2 miles, and then didn't think I could do them without embarrassing myself. This year? I care less about what the crowd will be thinking, and more about the fact that I now have the ability to do a 2-mile run...and I just might be able to run most, if not all of it. Week 6 Day 3 falls on tomorrow's calendar. Warm-up 5 minutes, 25 minute run, 5 minute cool-down. So even if I just stuck to that, I'd have my 2 miles. I can't tell you how I'm going to run/walk it. But I'm pretty set on the idea of actually doing it. And I'm going to watch what I eat today so I don't have a repeat of Friday's TMI run (should be fun with the birthday party at the pizza joint tonight! *sigh*). I'm trying not to think too much about who might be there, what might happen, and I'm only thinking, "Just try. Just do your best." Or like my challenge -- "*#&@ it! Just GO!"

I'll let you know how it turns out as the adventures in running from this FitFat girl STILL continue...

  
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SUGIRL06 7/6/2011 11:26AM

    Ooooh can't wait to see if you did the race!
And might be TMI but I have the SAME stomach issues. Stupid morning runs. And it doesnt matter for me if I ate healthy or not! Please let me know if you figure out a fix. LoL!
~Ang

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MADDEELOU 7/4/2011 5:01PM

    FitFat and Fabulous! Hope you enjoyed the 2 mile race. Happy 4th!!

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MAGPIE17 7/4/2011 10:14AM

    Hope the race today goes/went well!

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CRYSTLE4HIMTX10 7/3/2011 3:26PM

    Congratulations on all your runs. You are going GREAT. emoticon

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JESSICA2140 7/3/2011 11:31AM

    :) That happens to me with ANY morning exercise...I've never been able to find a permanent solution for it. :( If I'm going to go do something outside, I try to do a quick 15 min. of cardio in the house to "get things moving" so I can go before I have to leave the house...it helps, but doesn't completely erase the problem.

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TEAM-SARAH 7/3/2011 11:12AM

    Oh boy do I EVER have the morning run poo problems. It's pretty consistent for me. I get absolutely anxious if I have to go out for a morning run (like with a training group) and I haven't got in a poo yet... because I know it's about 50% likely to happen during the run and likely to be urgent enough that if I'm not in a reasonable proximity to the bathroom I'll have to walk. The last run I was pacing I HAD to stop and go at this starbucks and I felt so bad because I had to make my pace group stop and wait for me! haha so... could be worse! Last summer when I was marathon training it was really hot so i'd get up to run and beat the heat and seriously at least a couple of my runs every week I'd have to stop and I'd learned where all the bathrooms were and would try not to get too far away from them if I was feeling iffy! one time I was kind of far from a bathroom and I was walking absoluted PANICKED and near tears that I was not going to make it and sh.it myself. mortifying!! haha I NEVER have this problem in the afternoon/evening runs so it really sucks!! I always worry about the same thing during races, especially in warmer weather. ugh man... so yeah that is normal! haha unless we are weird!

Can't wait to hear how the firecracker run goes!!

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For Freedom!!

Saturday, July 02, 2011

Okay, Esther. Time to get real. The challenge has begun. The pieces have been set and are ready to move. You only have two real choices: either get your gloves on and get ready to fight, or give up completely. Whatever you do DO NOT GIVE UP!

*#&@ it! Just GO!

emoticon Since February you've gotten complacent. You gave in to temptation and started thinking maybe it was too hard.
*#&@ it! Just GO!

emoticon You've eaten what you wanted. You've logged inconsistently. You've allowed yourself way too many cheats and then wonder why you aren't getting where you want to go.
*#&@ it! Just GO!

emoticon You got the crazy idea you weren't worth the time and energy it took to get to where you're going.
*#&@ it! Just GO!

emoticon You got scared. Scared both of what you may and may not accomplish. You were afraid you'd never run. You were afraid if you did what people would think.
*#&@ it! Just GO!

emoticon You didn't want to admit to yourself and to everyone else that you were happy where you were for a little while. And while you mentally wanted more, you also thought it was okay to simply enjoy how far you had come without worry. You went into maintenance mode and then flooded yourself with thoughts that having more might never happen for you.
*#&@ it! Just GO!

emoticon You saw friends who started with you pass you by and you figured yourself out of the race once again. You started comparing your success with theirs. You started thinking your successes weren't enough.
*#&@ it! Just GO!

emoticon You gave into a weak mentality due to illness and injury. You felt lost, alone, and worried that you would never find your way again.
*#&@ it! Just GO!

GO! Fight for what you want!
GO! Be what you know you can be!
GO! Challenge your own expectations!
GO! Shock yourself!
GO! Put one foot in front of the other!
GO! Be real with yourself!
GO! Revel in your accomplishments without letting your will slide!
GO! TRACK EVERYTHING!
GO! Put miles on your shoes!
GO! Crunch like you've never crunched before!
GO! Take care of yourself!

Go see the victories you've wanted for yourself by being honest, by tracking what you've done, by making a plan and sticking to it, by never being complacent again. You know what you want. You just crossed the starting line for lap two and the warm-up phase is over. It's time to take off running. It's time to do what you know you can to get where you know you can go. The finish line is ever ahead. Look up to where you're going. Keep your eye on the prize. And no matter how slow you go or how long it takes, NEVER, NEVER, NEVER GIVE UP!

*#&@ doubt!
*#&@ indecision!
*#&@ fear!
*#&@ everyone, including yourself, who thought it couldn't be done!

The challenge starts TODAY! And TODAY is just as important as every other day! Do not give in to fear. Fight negative thoughts with the positive self-talk you've fortified with each run! Reset your ticker to 320.2, the weigh-in from the gym yesterday, and JUST GO! Track everything. Make healthy meals. Eat what you know you should. Run like you know you can. Strength train and box and row and swim and hike and dance and fight for every fitness minute logged.

Rain, sunshine, clouds, strong winds, heat, humidity, tired legs, long nights, difficult obstacles...
*#&@ IT! JUST GO!

  
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CMHARRISON12 7/5/2011 9:22PM

    LOVED THIS BLOG!! Thanks for sharing!! emoticon emoticon

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LADYINOHIO 7/5/2011 5:05PM

    That's right, no giving up!
I've seen you go at it hard-core before, and I know I'll see it again.
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DETERMINED_SOUL 7/2/2011 3:23PM

    emoticonthis is for you and everything you learn on the journey is a very important step.

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GOGOSHIRE 7/2/2011 1:34PM

    Nice post! Love this! Yes, don't give up, because then you just have to start over again later. And starting over sort of sucks a lot, imho!

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RUSSELLORAMA 7/2/2011 12:44PM

    GO! We all owe it to ourselves to just keep moving forward.

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SEEHOLZ 7/2/2011 12:17PM

    NEVER EVER GIVE UP!!! Sooo flipping true.. the only thing that has kept me going at times, too.



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ANEPANALIPTI 7/2/2011 11:15AM

    BELIEVE! WE CAN!

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