Tuesday, October 02, 2012
I've done some silly writing before about how the mere idea of running has changed for me. I was thinking about it some more as I walked to the bus stop this morning and considered How and why my attitude has changed so drastically.
Running has almost always been 'work' to me. What is the opposite of work? Fun. There is nothing fun about doing something that is punishing, grueling and grinding. This of a job you've had. Now, think that first that job requires you to get special clothes ($$); then it requires time; and finally that job requires you to essentially focus and exert. What do you get paid for this job? Sometimes you just get sore. Over time you may see a weight decrease or proportional changes. The only thing you're guarenteed to get paid in is sweat.
That, dear friends, is how I used to see running.
Now I look at my runs as one thing: A personal challenge to be overcome. I look at the job as something I can do because doing it gives me pride. Sweat is not just payment for punishment - it's something that I've earned.
In honesty I hesitate to say I 'like' running. I mean, it is still going to be -work- there's just no getting around it. I think it's just the way I feel when I'm done that is my payment now. The feeling of pride, accomplishment and dedication that I -can- do it.
I hope all my Sparklers have found something in their lives that gives them the same feeling. Maybe it's biking. Maybe it's the streak of days with water or of eating healthy. I think we all need to find that one thing that makes us go 'huh, I can change the way I approach my life,' and hold onto it with both hands.
This journey isn't about things we do for a week or two or even ten. It's about finding things that we can commit to and making them apart of our lives and ultimately ourselves.
I used to say, "I don't run, I jog." Now I say, "I run. I run faster than some and slower than most."
Monday, October 01, 2012
Evening, everyone, hope you all had as productive a day as I have!
Today I made a couple of decisions. First, I joined a local running club. I did so with a very specific purpose, though. I am going to run a half marathon in May. I have seven months to get my endurance up and to train. I know I can do it.
So, tomorrow I register for the Half and officially begin my next step in my journey.
The next closest race I have is the Freaky 5K at the end of October. I want to get a 10K in sometime in January.
Lots and Lots and Lots of work to do!
Sunday, September 30, 2012
This morning was my very first 5K race - and after the experience I'm quite sure that this is something I would very much like to do again. I really found a strength I didn't know I had. If someone would have asked me 105 days ago if I thought I would ever run a race let alone enjoy it - I'd look at them like they had three heads for even asking.
I started today at 5:15AM. Well before the sun. Last night we had some storms roll in so between nerves and my dog barking at thunder, I didn't get too much sleep.
I was out the door by 6 and driving to downtown. After I parked my car and walked to the shuttle I found myself on a crowded bus filled with some very excited people.
i wound up at the start line about 40 minutes before the race.
I don't think I can even articulate the nervousness leading up to the gunshot.
Once the race started, however, it was insane. I felt like I was running with the bulls - everyone moving along at a pretty good clip and half the battle was to try to keep running into someone who decided to plant themselves at the front of the starting line... and then walk. I felt like a ninja - jumping and faking and dodging, trying to keep a steady pace while not tripping over people. There was one poor soul who must have hit something funky on the sidewalk because they definitely fell. It was a trip, and she was scraped up, but everyone seemed okay.
I had a lot of moments during the race - but I never considered walking. I think that is my proudest feeling - I never stopped to walk, I just kept plugging along.
When the race started down the downhill section of the Boulevard of the Allies I had to rein myself in - I was already thinking of the finish line with more than half a mile to go.
Still, there is no disputing that I finished strong.
I can't believe what it feels like to run in a crowd. Though, I think if I'd been in a faster paced bunch I would have surely paced a bit faster - it's amazing how everyone around me had such a profound impact on my own pacing.
So, my first 5K is in the books - 37:11. I'm really proud, I just wanted to break 40 - and I did. The next race is October 28th. Get excited!
Saturday, September 29, 2012
Six months of prep and tomorrow I finally perform.
Six months of walking, jogging, and running.
Six months of building my confidence.
It hasn't been the fastest I've ever done anything, that's for sure.
So on this crisp, Autumn afternoon I'm sitting here with butterflies in my stomach - nervous, excited, frightened, dedicated. I feel the strangest mix of fear and confidence. Right now I'm focused on one thing: the perfect 5K run mix.
Yes, I know, it's kind of insane.
Still, it's the last thing I can do to prepare.
I've done my runs, my programs and followed all the advice - and now it's game day. Well, tomorrow.
So, the list of my songs include:
Livin' on a prayer - Bon Jovi
Ordinary Day - Great Big Sea
Livin La Vida Loca - Ricky Martin
Beautiful Day - U2
Firework - Katy Perry
Whenever, Wherever - Shakira
Runnin' Down a Dream - Tom Petty
Blister in the Sun - Violent Femmes
Stronger - Brittany Spears
Raise your Glass - Pink
Circus - Brittany Spears
Edge of Glory - Lady Gaga
Blow Me - Pink
End of the World as We Know it - REM
So What - Pink
She Bangs - Ricky Martin
Holiday in Cambodia - Dead Kennedys
It's My Life - Bon Jovi
Lots of music there, for sure!
Alright, I need to think about something else for a little while.
Pics coming tomorrow!
Thursday, September 27, 2012
Good Morning everyone! Welcome to day 100 of activity and mindful eating!
So, this morning I did my usual routine and also took the two seconds to do my measurements. As you can guess, the title of today's blog is not the combination to the lock of my high school locker - it's my measurements.
Guess where I carry all my weight
I should also note that my 'natural' waist (a few inches below my navel) is 41". What can I say, I got curves.
Other notable figures: 23 lbs abandoned since June and a net loss of 10% of my body weight. 100 days. Crazy.
Last night, per orders of my personal running coach (AKA my Aunt Sue) was my last run before the 5K on Sunday. 2 miles, 21 minutes. I felt good, really good. So, here's hoping I'm ready for Sunday!
The plan for today is to go shopping for clothes over lunch (and get 25 minutes of walking in for the effort) and to take my day of rest in stride. Tomorrow is bike to work day, so it's not like I'm going to be completely sedentary until Sunday.
One of the things I've tried to do as I reached my 100 day milestone was consider what it is that's made this process so different. Is it the weight loss study? Is it what I'm eating? How I'm eating? The activities I'm doing? What's made me able to go further than four pounds?
I think it's been consistency. In honesty, I'm not eating entirely different. The study wants me to focus on the magical 1200 calorie number; but I refuse to do it. They also want me to aim for a certain number of fitness minutes a week - instead I'm focusing on getting in different activities each day. I'm working toward my own goals, like the 5K for instance.
The big thing that I think has changed my mindset is what I consider to be activity. I know when I first started Spark it was amazing to me that I could count things like cleaning, mowing the lawn, and other assorted household items as my exercise. The problem was, well, those were the only activities I was getting in during the day! I mean, those were things I was doing anyway and it wasn't even maintaining my weight - so, clearly I needed more.
So, on my 100th day, I want to thank all of my SparkFriends who've been so kind and supportive over the last few months. Thank you, all of you, from the bottom of my heart.
I hope you're all still around for day 200!
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