Saturday, May 21, 2011
Today there was a 5k race sponsored by the Save the Manatees club at a local high school. All money raised is donated to a group in Florida that...saves the manatees.
Upon learning that I was going to register for the race my daughter Jacqueline, 12, wanted to race too. Actually she only wanted the t-shirt and since I wasn't going to share mine she bit the bullet and agreed to run for her own t-shirt. She announced she intended to walk most of the way.
She has only just started running at all in the last 4 weeks for track. Prior to track, nothing. The longest continuous distance she has run so far in the last month is 1 mile...once.
Today she ran 1.25 miles without stopping to walk! And she did it a lot faster than me. Right from the beginning she was way ahead of me. I finally caught up to her at the 1.25 mile mark, when she started walking.
She finished the race in a very respectable 34:48 minutes, doing the rest of it walking, then running, then walking, etc.
I am so very impressed with her today. And beyond proud...for the last part of the race the course turned back on itself so you had people going north in one lane until the turnaround and then south to the finish line in the other lane. After the race she said "You know, it would have been really easy just to get into the (south) lane when we came around the corner without having to go all the way to the turnaround. But I didn't want to do that because I would only be cheating myself. And I wanted to be able to say I did the whole race."
THEN she said..."That was kind of fun, I want to do another one."
Run, Jacq, Run!
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
OK, not really, not by common definitions of the word. I remain securely off-center and unique. It’s impossible to be normal when you hear voices in your head (aka Crazy Me) whispering utter insanity (run the half marathon Rebekah, sign up for the local triathlon Rebekah)
But according to the SP BMI calculator…I am finally “normal” after starting out as “obese”…well, the calculator calls it “healthy” but “I’m Normal!” was a better blog title LOL.
So overall goal #1 – to get healthy – is met.
My May goal – to reach the 50 pounds lost milestone – is met.
And I totally left in the dust my other May goal to run 2 miles in 19 minutes. As GETSTRONGRRR said, I OWN that treadmill! I feel like I should slap it and say “Who’s your Daddy now?” (see, I TOLD you I wasn’t really normal!)
Three goals down and I still have half of May to go.
I’m at the point where I know the light at the end of the tunnel I’ve been seeing is not the local freight train about to squash me. Although I am up for leaving Crazy Me tied to the train tracks.
So where do I go from here?
I still intend to lose at least another 20 pounds although I suspect I just might add some more on to that goal once I reach it. I’m playing with the thought that I can get down to what I weighed in my early 20s.
I need to be able to maintain the 2 mile run speed throughout the rest of the year. But more importantly I need to be able to get to that same speed running outside. That will be my next running challenge.
I need to step up work on the pushups. I’ve held steady at 30 so far this month and have not really been working on them. Now that I know I can do the run this is the next hardest piece of the testing. I need to do a minimum of 50, I think in 2 minutes, without stopping.
And I need to really focus on getting the rest of the moves signed off to get ready for black belt testing.
I want to be able to earn my black belt by the end of the year. My stretch goal is mid-October. The testing date in October is just a few days before my birthday and it would be awesome to earn black belt in time for the b-day milestone. So that is what I’m shooting for right now, as long as I am comfortable that I will not re-injure myself to meet this goal.
And then…I need to figure out how to maintain everything I have learned this year into a sustainable healthy lifestyle. I’m concerned that once I leave the “weight loss mode” and enter “weight maintenance” that I will not be able to find the right balance and will end up a permanent resident in yo-yo land, gaining and losing the same weight over & over instead of just holding steady.
What is certain is that I would not have gotten this far without all my Spark Friends and community. You have all been a wonderful inspiration and help in keeping my focused & motivated. I do not have words adequate to tell you all just how much I appreciate all of your support.
Crazy Me, however, feels her words are adequate so I will put her on – be warned, she dances around like a cheerleader on speed & channels Dora the Explorer…
We can do it! Yes we can! We can do anything! We WILL do it! We will do it together! It will be fun! We will love doing it! We can do it!
OK, New (Normal) Me back again. If anyone wants to take a speed-freak perpetual Pollyana insane alter ego off of my hands I would be more than happy to start the transfer. I am deathly afraid that I will wake up one morning to find that, in a moment of weakness where I combined caffeine & sugar, Crazy Me took over & signed me up for a marathon or worse. I am quite happy with my 2 mile run, thank you very much, and hope I have learned my lesson about the dangers of caffeine & cookies when sharing head space with the certifiably insane Crazy Me.
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Monday is a regularly scheduled running day and since it was too cold & too wet to garden instead off to the gym I went, after enjoying a Turkey Flatbread from Subway with a single Raspberry Cheesecake Cookie for dessert. This is an important point and wholly to blame for what happened next.
"Self," New Me said to myself, "Saturday we cut a full minute off of our time. We are under our May goal time of 19 minutes by a full 15 seconds."
Crazy Me replied, "Yes we are, New Me. And I bet you that tonight we can do better"
New Me thought for a second and agreed. "Yes, I believe we CAN do better."
New Me got on the treadmill and started off at a respectable 6.5 miles per hour, which equals 1 mile in 9:13. So 2 miles would be 18:26, which is a 19 second improvement over Saturday's time. New Me was happy with this progress. New Me got into the groove, hitting the 1 mile mark, and started to zone out to the music.
Suddenly New Me noticed that the treadmill seemed to be going a lot faster. “That’s strange,” New Me thought. “I hope the treadmill isn’t breaking while I’m on it. It did seem pretty wobbly when I started.”
Then New Me looks at the display. It read 7.0 mph! “How did that happen?!? Crazy Me! She did this to me! I am so going to kick her ass into the middle of next year!”
“No, wait, look at the display” Crazy Me shouted, “1 mile in 9:01, we can do it! We can hit 18 minutes, we can, I know we can! We can do this!” (side note…Crazy Me apparently channels Dora the Explorer) “Don’t stop now, we’re halfway there! I did this for our own good, you’ll thank me in less than 9 minutes!”
And damn if the bitch wasn’t right.
My actual finish time was 17:36 but I lost 6 seconds pausing and restarting the treadmill so I could take the picture.
Crazy Me is now going to be impossible to live with. I have already found several race flyers in my possession with little recollection of how I got them. Some are for 5ks, some are for 10ks, some are for half marathons.
Crazy Me is insane. To keep the peace I have had to appease her by promising we would move up to a 10k…eventually.
And this, boys & girls, is why cookies are evil…they feed the Crazy.
Monday, May 16, 2011
My goal this year is to earn my black belt. A requirement for the black belt test is to run 2 miles in 18 minutes.
Saturday I ran 2 miles in 18:45, reaching and leaving behind by my May goal of 19 minutes.
So how did I do tonight?
DId I reach my ultimate goal requirement of 18 minutes?
No. I did not reach that goal.
I SMOKED IT!
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