Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Well, this is a little belated, but I had a crazy busy weekend with family and friends at the house, and my big guy starting kindergarten this week!
My first 5k was Friday night and I trained for about 8-9 sessions, using the couch to 5k program and the coolrunning site. I chose a local race for my first 5k, and in many ways I am very glad I did. So many spectators and runners were so supportive, shouting encouragements and good jobs as we ran our out and back in the pouring rain that started around 5 and didn't stop until around 9! Running in my little town also gave me the chance to try the route out on 2 practice runs Monday and Wednesday morning. I knew when to expect the incline and what to expect road conditions to be like. The only major drawback was that being in such a small race, I knew a LOT of people and they knew me (and where I ended up finishing too!). We also did not receive a race bib, but I am proudly wearing my size small t-shirt :) The other negatives of the day were because of the rain; I got no pics and my boys did not get to see hubby and I finish.
I set several goals for myself on this first run, all of which I accomplished. The most important one: I was going to jog the entire time...no walking breaks for me. My other goals were trivial, but still in the back of my mind. I did not want to finish last. I know finishing was supposed to be enough, especially since at this time last year I couldn't dream of doing something so physically challenging. But I'm just too competitive to be happy with last and as it turned out I was third to last LOL. My last goal was to improve on my previous best running time of 37:50, and I'm very proud to say I did a 36:19! Overall, I am extremely happy with how everything went. In fact, I am already pondering 2 more races in the future...an 8k at the end of October in the Quad Cities, and a half marathon next May in Wisconsin. Maybe I'm crazy, but then again, maybe I really am a runner!
Friday, August 20, 2010
Well, vacation got in the way of my blogging, and so I jumped from workout 2 of 12 to the big day LOL I did manage to fit in 6 more runs, so I suppose that isn't too bad considering all the driving we did in Illinois and Wisconsin in the first 2 weeks of August! I have to say that I approach today with much anxiety and excitement. I feel like this is such a big deal to me, but at the same time, find myself downplaying it so that it doesn't end in disappointment. I know I can finish...I ran twice this week outdoors for 3.1 miles and did fine. In fact, my second run, was totally a run...no walking breaks :) The conflict is now telling myself that finishing my first 5k should be enough and if I come in last, so be it. My competitive nature is telling me that isn't good enough...how can I see success in last place?! So, how do I get past this when I haven't even started yet? To me, my times are awesome...I remember when I struggled to finish a single mile in under 16 minutes, and now my best is 3 straight miles in about 12 minutes a mile. I know I'm a runner and I know I can do this, but can I be happy for the big picture and not the time on the clock?
Friday, July 30, 2010
When the alarm went off this morning at 6:00 I thought about hitting snooze, or maybe just turning it off altogether and sleeping for another hour. But no, I am on a mission...I want to complete the workouts for the 5k next month, and I was determined to fit it in. So, off to the garage I stumbled, decked out in my trusty running shoes, my short workout shorts, and my brand new bright orange Heinsite Fitness shirt (size small...did I mention I started out last October as a size XL?!?!).
After getting through the 2 miles Wednesday night, I hoped that the interval for week 6, workout 1 would be easier. Well...easier might not be the right word...maybe less strenuous? I ran a total of 2.75 miles...1/4 of which was for warm up and cooldown, and then my designated jogs and walks. I don't know that I was any faster or slower than Wednesday, but I did only extend on the recommended times by a minute, 5 seconds; a minute 10 seconds, and a minute 30 seconds. Not too bad considering I fought that evil voice in my head, who was now saying...gosh doesn't that hip really hurt bad; d'oh, didn't I just hear your ankle pop?; that old knee injury is nagging at you again isn't it, you should really take a break! I managed to ignore it yet again, and continue. Because you know what? I am a runner and I will succeed!
Thursday, July 29, 2010
August 20 is d-day...it is the date for our town's Dusk Hustle, and I've decided to destroy the self-created myth that I am not a runner. I am a runner. I can totally do this. My major hesitation was that in order to train on the couch to 5k program, I'd have to start at week 5, workout3. I started working out at the gym way back in October 2009 through June, 2010, and I've continued on my own this month. I am hoping that the endurance I've built from sparkpeople workouts and the gym's group training and spin classes will serve me well. This time, I am not going to procrastinate the time away. This time will be different.
So, armed with hubby's ipod and a U2 mix (mine with all my GOOD workout music was on the charger) I headed to the garage last night to hit the treadmill and see how much of the 20 minute jog I could complete. My best time for a mile at the gym back in March was 11:30, and that is REALLY pushing it. I haven't timed myself on a mile since then, much less TWO miles. Well, what a pleasant surprise it was to see that I did it in 24 minutes! No, I did not jog the entire time, and no, it's not the 20 minutes that the program calls for, BUT I feel it is a new personal best, and I'm proud.
I'm still fighting some negative self-talk from that far corner of my mind. I'm sure some of you know that horrible mocking voice. Mine says: you're gonna finish last...you're gonna embarrass yourself...you're not gonna follow through...you're not a runner. I've overcome too many hurdles and come too far to let this get me down. So I might finish last? So what? I'm still going to finish, and I'll have a new goal to shoot for on the next try. Embarrassed? For what? For giving it my all? No way...I'm half way through my weight loss goal...I sweated out and succeeded at my first greatest loser class last October when I thought the treadmill and the lunges would kill me, at my first fitness test (and that first mile clocked at almost 16 minutes), at my first spin class, and at my first time on the scale at a smaller weight than what I was when I got married 11 years ago. Despite our upcoming vacation time, I will follow through...I have my running schedule and I'll have my music, and I can do this. I am a runner.
Friday, July 16, 2010
Wednesday was a long day...I spent it running, most of it felt like in circles. When supper rolled around, the fam decided that since we had to run into town anyways, we might as well eat out...destination, The Pizza Ranch. Now, I love pizza, and I love buffets, but neither has been my best friend...well, they want to be my best friend, but since I've committed to my new healthy lifestyle, I haven't seen them much ;)
Between my strength training and Billy Blanks Boot Camp workouts early in the day and my food tracking, I knew I had calories to burn. I even gave myself the pep talk...have a salad, have 3 small of pieces of pizza, have 1 small dessert pizza. Whoops...I got there and everything smelled so good, that my game plan went out the window! So, minus the salad bar, adding a small scoop of mashed potatoes, 1 slice of cheese bread, and 1 extra slice each of pizza and dessert pizza later, there I sat...way overfull, feeling bloated, tired, and unhappy. I didn't eat anything else that night, but drank a 16 oz glass of water when I got home. I had trouble falling asleep that night, and I woke up way early the next morning, still feeling bloated and tired.
So, where are the lessons? The positives I take away from this experience are: now that it's in writing, I can look back and remind myself of how miserable I am when I go off my game plan and let my heart tell my stomach what it should eat; I know that if I do fall off the wagon again, I can hop right back on without beating myself up for what I did...I'm human, I'm gonna slip up; and most importantly, there's always tomorrow. There is always another chance. I took the next day in stride, did my workouts, watched what I ate, made sure I drank 12-8 oz glasses of water, and moved on. I never would have done that before...I would have continued to fall down that slippery slope of eating to soothe my guilt, and feeling guilty for eating too much of the wrong things. This is the new and improved me and I can do this!!!
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