Wednesday, August 24, 2011
A bit late but here they are:
My Starting Weight: 144
My Finishing Weight: 137
Difference: -7 pounds!
Four (or more) Other things I will be measuring during this challenge & their current stats:
1. 2 mile run time start: 20:44
Difference: -1:07! Only 1:37 more to goal! (note that on 8/22 I ran 18:39, so less than a minute to go now)
2. 5k run time start: 32:07
Finish: 31:00 (estimated based on 2 mile improvement above)
Difference: I am claiming the -1:07 reduction from the 2 mile time. My focus shifted to distance running & I did not actually run a 5k specific for timing
3. Pushups start: 44
Difference: +2! Only 4 more to goal! (note that on 8/23 I did all 50!)
4. Distance running start: 3.1 miles
Finish: 10.84 miles
Difference: +7.74 miles! Half marathon, here I come! (note that on 8/20 I ran 11.75 miles in the time it had taken me previously to run 10.25 miles)
When I first started this challenge, I thought that it would be tough to show real progress but now I've learned that it is only hard (mentally) if I make it that way. If I say I can…I will.
I already knew that getting my black belt motivates me, but now I've learned that making progress and continually pushing the envelope motivates me even more.
The thing that I accomplished during this challenge and am MOST PROUD OF is not only did I finish but I improved in all areas, including those where I had secret doubts that it was possible.
Something I didn't expect from this challenge was how much I could actually do. I never expected to be up to almost 11 miles. 3 months ago I laughed at the idea of running anything more than a 5k, which was enough of a struggle. Secretly inside I still doubted that I could improve my speed, 2 miles in 18 minutes was a goal but not something I thought I would be able to do outside (non-treadmill). But I tried in spite of my secret doubts and surprised myself...“The relationship between commitment and doubt is by no means an antagonistic one. Commitment is healthiest when it is not without doubt but in spite of doubt.” (Dr. Rollo May)
This challenge may be ending, but I am not stopping... I'm going to swallow my fear and set a goal to reach the 50 pushups and 18 minute 2 mile time by the end of September.
Make a statement declaring your commitment to continue: There is only going forward; I can, and I will. “When work, commitment and pleasure all become one and you reach that deep well where passion lives, nothing is impossible.” (Unknown)
Monday, August 22, 2011
Nothing specific or motivating today, just random stuff to get my blogging points for the day.
Saturday morning I got up early to go to the Metropark to run with a Team in Training group. One of the coaches is at the track on Wednesdays and invited me to the training runs. The half marathon group was doing 10 miles, and I wanted to go a little farther to hit the 11 mile mark. This was the first time I've run with other people; I was definitely the slowest one there. But after 3 miles I pushed myself a little harder (actually the coach started running next to me and kept gradually increasing her pace until we caught up, very sneaky) and ran the next 7 next to the second slowest guy. And wound up completing 11.75 miles five minutes faster that I would "normally" take to complete my previous 10.25. WooHoo, go me! I didn't even realize I was going that "fast" for most of the run.
I finally made it into the 21st century and signed up for my own personal cell phone. I've had work cells for the last 10 years and never really needed my own. I don't use the phone a lot, but now that smartphones are pretty common and I can check e-mails, track my food and all the pretty nifty apps to do stuff...I need a phone that I can use for personal things and calls that is not company property. Plus Jacq has a new phone now on my plan so is especially happy; her old one is a dinosaur.
Sunday I FINALLY got the living room floor prepped. All I had left to do was pull up the last 6 feet of tack strip, a few dozen staples and then paint it with Killz to block the pet odors. Less than an hour's worth of work and I've been procrastinating for months. But now it is done and I am waiting for my couch to be delivered today. And I need to start saving for the new flooring.
Feeling proud of myself for finally finishing that floor I also rented a carpet cleaner and got the family room floor & steps cleaned, and the booth. My kitchen table is a built in, like a restaurant booth, with padded benches. I would like to have a regular table but that will have to wait until I'm ready to do the floor since taking this out will mess up the tile.
I got a lot of herbs cut & dried, although there is still a lot more to do. Lots of peppers, zucchini, eggplant, garlic & tomatoes chopped and bagged for the freezer. I brought my chest freezer in from the garage where it's been for the last year and put it in the dining room, which is now empty since my Grandma moved out in June. I would like to somehow put in a pantry there since I have hardly any cupboard space. I'd really prefer to remodel the whole kitchen/dining area but that would cost more than I care to try to afford so I will settle for some sort of pantry shelves.
I have today off work to take delivery of the couch and to see my knee doc this afternoon. I have 4 pumpkins that are ripe so I need to start cooking them up to puree and freeze. And I will pick more herbs to take in to a co-worker. She found what she thinks may be poison ivy growing in her herbs and since she is more sensitive than most to it she razed all the plants just in case.
My daughter and her friend were out walking and a cat started following them. He can't even be a year old yet and was skinny as a rail. They knocked on doors and put up flyers but no one has claimed him yet. He is very affectionate and hasn't been outside long. I think he either ran away or someone dumped him; I suspect he was dumped. He has been living in my garage for the last several days; he is not neutered and I don't need that in the house. I'm trying to find a home for him but no luck so far. Jacq wants to give him a name but I know what that will lead to and I don't really need a sixth cat. So we call him Garage Kitty.
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
I have been plateaued for the last 17 days, approximately. In the world of Plateaus that is nothing, a mere blink of an eye. Still, the scale hasn't really moved.
I am not a patient person by nature. I am only 3 pounds away from my stated goal weight. And did I say that I am not a patient person?
I "should" be frustrated, upset, discouraged because the scale hasn't moved. I "should" be plotting how to mix it up, increase my cardio and strength training, decrease my calories, all with an eye to busting that plateau.
I am not any of these things. I am actually kind of happy that I am plateaued.
Being plateaued is proof that I can maintain. It is hard evidence that I have made a true lifestyle change. Plus I actually get to wear the clothes at my current size for awhile before shrinking out of them.
I used to think I was a glass half empty kind of person, but now I believe that was only because I had toxic people in my life. While I try to look at every situation in a glass half full light nowadays, being only human I don't always succeed. But at least I can see that I have half a glass.
Being plateaued is like that. Yes, it would be great if every day saw at least some downward movement. An ounce here, an ounce there...it all adds up. When the scale number moves down it is a glass half full moment for us. We cheer, we celebrate, we feel great and motivated to continue.
But when the scale gremlins start messing with us, holding that number steady with no movement, or yo-yoing us up and down the same few pounds...it can be easy to all into that glass half empty mentality. We get upset ad frustrated, mad, sad, demotivated and want to give up.
This is normal. But we can't give in to it. After all, we still have half a glass, which is more than when we started. And if we stop to think about it we will have to stop losing weight at some point. We cannot just keep losing the rest of our lives.
Being plateaued is a body's way of recovering and gathering energy for the next loss. It is telling us it likes what we have been doing so please continue while it adapts to these lifestyle changes we have forced upon it. After all, if we could meet our goals in just a few weeks would we really have learned anything about what it takes to live healthy and maintain?
Saturday, August 13, 2011
Here in SC there are a lot of hills. Big hills, little hills, steep hills, gradual hills, up hills, down hills. Lots and lots of hills. I knew this in my head...but I didn't really KNOW this in my legs and feet.
I just finished my long run this afternoon (10.84 miles, new distance PR, go me!). All hills. Every last step was up a hill or down a hill.
And I thoroughly despise hills with my entire heart and soul, with every fiber of my existence. I just may loathe them more than I do pushups.
I swear I will commit grievous and fatal bodily harm upon whomever is so foolish as to suggest I ever walk, run, bike, skate, skip, cartwheel or in any way, shape or form traverse any sort of hill under my own power again. And when they are dead I will resurrect them and kill them again.
Friday, August 12, 2011
Deep within the Empire of Fangfacekitty lived the Old Ones. These Old Ones remembered the days Before...before the Crazy, before training, before the ascendancy of FFK to the throne and the banishment of the Scale Gremlins. Before, when sugar and fat were abundant and exercise was something other people did.
There was a time in that near past when the Old Ones were numerous and fertile, adding to their ranks on a monthly basis. But with the New Year came the Resolution. Suddenly the Old Ones found themselves shunted to the side as FFK overthrew the Scale Gremlin regime and established the Empire of Fangfacekitty.
Their numbers dwindling, life becoming leaner with fat and sugar scarce, the Old Ones began to plot in secret. Biding their time they watched as the Scale Gremlins were defeated in numerous battles and banished to the Land of Freakishly Thin Supermodels. In the darkest night they snuck the Scale Gremlins back across the border to assault the forces of FFK, who had grown proud and complacent. Still in secret they watched in dismay as General Crazy Me Becky rallied the troops and counterattacked, routing the Scale Gremlins and losing additional weight from the Empire.
Faced with imminent extinction the Old Ones determined they must act now to stop this tide of healthful living and fitness activities. Gaining positions of trust they began their campaign of sabotage.
Bribing higher functions with fresh blackberry cobbler a la mode they promised a never ending feast of pizza, cobbler, cinnamon 'n raisin biscuits from Hardee's, chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream and sweet tea in exchange for nothing more than looking the other way for a week or two.
The Revolt had begun.
Were the Old Ones strong enough to pull it off? Could they manage to undo the past 7 months of progress in the Empire?
It looked like they might succeed. Success was within their grasp. The weather cooperated, pouring buckets of rain with thunder and lightning. Bear sightings were arranged to keep FFK's troops confined to barracks to avoid becoming nothing more than a snack wrap from the dollar menu to a hungry and pissed off mama bear.
But General Becky is nothing if not Crazy, and sneaky and suspicious, a veritable master of ambush. Lulling the Old Ones into false sense of victory by pretending not to notice the Pizza Hut feast in progress, General Becky maneuvered trusted troops into position to gain portion control. Sadly a few troops were lost in defense of the Empire, their sacrifice will be remembered and sung about for generations to come.
600 calories over for the day General Becky then hit the Old Ones with a flank attack with the reserves. Recumbent Bike and Pushups started driving the Old Ones back. Desperate, the Old Ones countered with a pitcher of sweet tea but the reserves could not be swayed from their mission.
The mopping up is on-going as of this battle report and is likely to continue for several days. The last of the Old Ones will be rounded up and banished with the Scale Gremlins so that the Empire will once again be secure and shrinking.
Get An Email Alert Each Time FANGFACEKITTY Posts