Saturday, March 24, 2012
Last Saturday Master N was in town and came to karate. He is a 5th degree black belt in our style and also in tae kwon do, and in jujitsu. I spent some time during class working with him on creative one steps - basically he throws an attack and I have to block and counter attack. On the first one he smacked me in the face. So, yeah, tugging on Superman's cape and all that class left me feeling like a rank beginner again.
Monday I received the internal job offer, which will involve relocating in the next 2 or 3 months. So Tuesday I updated Sensei B and told him we will need to talk about the demonstration requirement since I won't be here to practice with the people who would participate, and that I would be back in July for the test. He said no problem, we'll just test in May before you leave - two months earlier than I had planned.
Today I finished week 3 of the push up challenge - 714 total pushups. 5 sets per day on Sun / Mon / Wed / Fri and 4 sets plus extras in class on Tue / Thu.
Today I also an the Mud Dogs Half Marathon in Mt. Pleasant. It is the 3rd HM in the winter series and my qualifying run for becoming a Half Fanatic. I finished in 2:18, and although not a PR it is 2 minutes faster than the HM in February and 8 minutes faster than the one in January. I'll take it.
This afternoon I had to meet with my ex to have some papers notarized for the kids' upcoming trips. I wore today's race t-shirt and the notary asked about it. My Psycho ex butts in to the conversation, "I don't know why you keep doing these things, it's not like you're ever going to win, it's stupid."
Yes, he said it. Yes, he is still alive (there were witnesses).
I contented myself with a mere "I do it because *I* can" with a very heavy implied subtext of "and *you* can't".
My turn to be Superman!
Say, Jack, hey don't you know
You don't tug on Superman's cape
You don't spit into the wind
You don't pull the mask off the old Lone Ranger
And you don't mess around with [FFK]!
Saturday, March 17, 2012
The pushup challenge is about consistency, not quantity or style. A minimum of 4 sets of pushps each time, no more than 6 times per week. I am slightly obsessive about data, however, so I also keep track of the numbers, but that is for me personally and not part of the challenge. It isn't about who can do the most but building a consistent routine. Just wanted to make that clear up front.
So my results for week 2:
Tuesday-4 sets, plus extras in class
Thursday-4 sets, plus teaching the Geek Squad a lesson
Saturday-no pushups "rest day"
Total for the week = 598 pushups, a new phone, free screen protector & application, and a Best Buy gift card.
Thursday, March 15, 2012
Best Buy: 0
My daughter dropped of the phone for repair almost 3 weeks ago. The repair was supposed to take 3-5 days; they said they would call. After nearly 2 weeks I still had not received a phone call. She went in and they couldn't find my account, couldn't find the phone, had no record of the phone. I both called and went in the next day and they still couldn't find my account, couldn't find the phone, etc. I expressed my displeasure and hoped they would be able to find it by Tuesday. They promised to find my phone and call; I promised to return. Once again they never called; I, however, keep my promises.
After allowing them an extra day I went back in.
The Geek Squad did not stand a chance.
I pick up my new phone after work today.
But I suspect they are putting my picture on their wall as a warning to be extra careful in any future dealings with me:
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
Just when you think you're with the program...
Friday I reconnected with an old friend I had lost contact with, "Mr. L" who is no longer married either; had some impure thoughts but it turns out Mr. L already has a girlfriend. OK, no big deal, this is no reflection on me. I've still reconnected with an old friend, life is still good.
But Old Me launched a sneak attack and sucker punched me yesterday. Second guessing everything, lots of negative self talk. It's like being married again to my emotionally abusive ex-husband. Mr. L was from that period in my life and is the only thing I can think of that would have triggered this attack, prompting old memories and emotions.
I fought long and hard to get out of that mindset but I just can't seem to shake it right now. Old thoughts, old habits are fighting to start again and I don't seem to have the energy to beat them down again. It took everything I had last night to go to karate and not speed dial the pizza place and eat myself into a food coma. It is taking everything left of my reserves not to go shopping right now; for a partially recovered shopaholic this is the material equivalent to a food binge. I'm not sure I'll be successful, but I'm sitting here blogging during my lunch hour so I won't have the time to find a store.
The little badge on my page says I'm a SP Motivator. I certainly don't feel very motivating right now.
But at least this time around I have the tools to fight back.
I decided I will have my little pity party of 1 for today. I will feel sorry for myself, I will let that evil little voice tell me how horrible everything is. I will store up all those hateful words.
Then I will program my playlist tonight with a lot of very loud & angry music. I will go to the gym for my speed run and push myself harder than originally planned. If I can't sweat this out of my system I will pound that evil bitch voice in my head into pulp and do a victory dance on its broken lifeless body.
Then I will go to Best Buy and "discuss" my missing phone, which they have lost. The wrath of FFK is a mighty thing, I almost feel sorry for what they are about to experience.
Sunday, March 11, 2012
March 7th was my 1 year gym membership anniversary. I looked back at some of my first training logs and wow!
When I first started SP in January last year it took me almost half an hour to walk just 1 mile and I thought I was going to die by the end. When I joined the gym in March I was jogging; 2 miles in over 27 minutes and I thought I was going to die by the end. A 5k took me over 41 minutes and I wanted to die by the end. My weights on most of the machines was about 30 pounds and I had to rest every couple of reps in order to get to 15. I could do only 15 pushups in January, and only 19 by March.
I remember thinking that a 10 minute mile pace was SO incredibly fast and there was no way I could sustain that for 2 miles, let alone get to the minimum 9 minute mile required for black belt testing. I would secretly check out the stats on the treadmills next to me and feel discouraged inside because it looked so easy for them and I KNEW I would never be able to do it.
But still I kept plugging away, going to the gym at least 3 times a week throughout the spring. I signed up for a 5k race in April, kept track of my progress, remained upbeat and determined in my blogs...and still secretly believed I would never be able to get where I needed to be.
Until May 16, 2011. On that day I ran 2 miles on the treadmill in 17:42! Yes, I had to hold on to the treadmill for part of that run but I did it. That was the first day I actually thought that maybe I could really do the run in under 18 minutes. The voice of Old Me, constantly doubting and undermining, took a big blow on that day. www.sparkpeople.com/mypage_public_jo
Shortly after that I remember walking from the treadmill area to the back of the gym to the ab machines, seeing a woman in the mirror and wondering to myself who she was; she was curvy in the right places and looked strong and confident. Then I realized it was me. I truly did not recognize myself initially; my mental image of who I was no longer matched the reality of who I was becoming.
My times continued to improve. I started training outside in June. I started training in July for a half marathon. By August I was regularly coming in under 18 minutes on the timed runs. By the end of the year my 5k time was just over 27 minutes....more than 10 minutes faster than my 2 mile time in March. A 10 minute mile pace is now my easy run. I have run 3 half marathons so far and have more scheduled for this year. I plan to run a full marathon in October. I had increased the weights on the ST machines to 50 lbs and no longer needed to rest between reps; now I am up to 70 lbs or more, depending on the machine. I can do 50 consecutive pushups and have the stamina to last several rounds of sparring (and win many of them).
And a few weeks ago I noticed the people on the treadmills on either side of me secretly checking out my settings and stats.
I have arrived!
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