Friday, August 13, 2010
I feel like the Little Engine that could ... "I think I can, I think I can!"
So far this month I've managed to workout 12 out of the 13 days. I'll take it. One of those 12 days was very light due to a headache and fatigue but I managed to walk, so I count it.
Nike Says it best & it's my new Motto!
My TOM has come and gone and I must say emotionally it wasn't a complete mess. I was at full disclosure with the Mr. due to irrational thoughts, emotional outbursts, and the rage that I feel sometimes during this time. My emotions were a bit better this month and physically I made it without much pain. Plus, I didn't gain an enormous amount of (water) weight.
Workouts have been good but I find myself repeating, "I think I can, I think I can!" during my workouts. I am on Week 7 Day 2 of the C25K training and it is going well but tough. I have even logged some extra jogging time. I discovered my breathing is more relaxed while jogging which means my lungs are adjusting. My outer upper thigh's hate it when I jog and they remind me of that in the middle of the night when they start throbbing. After a four week vacation for the instructor, Step class resumed and I find myself struggling physically to get through the 45 minute routine. This brought on the "I need to cross train" thinking. After reviewing the class schedule at the gym and being very disappointed I decided I need to become creative on my own. I still don't know what that looks like.
I've been less than attentive to my calories and have overdrawn that account on countless occasions. I shake my finger at self! I know better. I can do better. I am better.
My weekly weigh-in is on Friday mornings. With the visit from my TOM I was up last week and mid-week this week - yuck! However, this morning I discovered I've come back down and I landed at 234.5! I'll take it with a smile and a sigh of relief. My scale even winked at me with a 234 so I know I'm close to moving on down.
On another positive, well a not so positive turned into a positive ... I was forced to use a different treadmill in a different part of the gym earlier in the week for one of my jogs and it went okay. Last night I actually choose that treadmill. Seems I have a new treadmill!
My plan for the weekend:
Enjoy the outdoors
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
I pushed myself to go to the gym on Monday night to jog. I pushed myself to use a different treadmill in a different part of the gym. I even pushed myself to finish that 25 minute jog. Monday was a push!
Yesterday I felt the pull to go to the gym. The excitement and anticipation of the step instructors return from vacation pulled me to the gym, early. I was there early enough to do a 15 minute warm up on the bike, all good. After the ride I checked, yup the instructor was back - YES!
Class began and I was pumped. The music she picked was great. Her routine was new and fresh. All Good! Then it happened, the Push. After four weeks of not attending a step class, because there wasn't an instructor, caught up with me 10 minutes into class. I had Leg muscles that have been quiet suddenly started screaming in pain and I felt a wave of distress and discomfort roll through me. I push & pulled myself through that 45 minute step class and felt the frustration mount as each minute passed.
After class I took a moment to pull myself together, collect my thoughts, let my legs calm down and prepare for my walk home. I still have some muscle fatigue/soreness this morning.
My conclusion, it really is important to switch up those workouts. I struggled last night because my muscles had forgotten those moves over the past four weeks. This proves to me that all the talk of switching up workouts really does make since and that muscle has memory. Yeah, I can be hard headed about these things but with sore muscles I can admit I that I am now a believer.
Now, the action plan of change. That is a different post all together.
As a side note, I've become lazy about my calories and I've overdrawn my calorie bank account more than I'd like to admit. It is not that I eat "crap" I just eat lots of good stuff. A calorie is a calorie though. It showed today on my mid-week peak on the scale. I've no one to blame but myself and I scrunch my nose at that! I have noticed in the past that I do this from time to time. I loose focus, I slip, I slide and then it comes to a stop. Today is the day I stop it.
Lots of changes happening!
Friday, August 06, 2010
"No Shame in a Repeat" ... that was the name of the blog I came up with on Wednesday as I was finishing up my W6D2 of C25K. I thought for sure I would repeat that day today because it was so darn hard but I did not.
I left the office early today, I just couldn't sit there another minute. I took the long route to the gym - the sun was out and there was a cool breeze - beautiful. The upper cardio area was empty when I arrived and I set forth on my journey.
I went for it all. I warmed up for 5 minutes at a faster pace than normal and it felt good. I told myself to try the 25 minute jog and if it proved too intense back off and do what I could. It's good to push limits and not let the fear that creeps into your head win every battle. I started off at my normal pace and I watched the peeps walk about outside. I let my music take my mind to places far away and I allowed my feet to move. My breathing was steady today, nothing choppy. My body was relaxed. I was doing it! I was going for the 25 minute jog with no walking.
I was 20 minutes in and I was loosing focus and then "he" came along. I've seen him around the gym, a new member, quiet guy. He took to one of the treadmills near mine and I was thrilled. I love when runners/joggers are next to me on the treadmill, I like to keep pace with them - if only in my mind. He has to stand at least 6'5 and has not an ounce of fat on him. His stride was long and smooth. Of course, I couldn't keep up with him in a foot race but all I needed was him to keep on running. My pace smoothed out and my mind became calm again. I watched him out of the corner of my eye and I jogged. THEN, I glanced at his monitor ... and I nearly laughed out loud. He was jogging at mere 7.6! I wasn't laughing at him but at the situation. Here I am 5'4, jogging at 4.3 and he's 6'5 -/+, jogging at 7.6 - we couldn't have been more different. I finished with a 5 minute cool down.
Distance: 2.27 miles
Jogging time: 25 minutes - no walking
Oh yeah, I rock!
My blog title still holds true ... There is No Shame in a Repeat! Sometimes it is necessary but before you do, try to push yourself just a little bit - you might just surprise yourself! I know I did today.
Week 7, here I come.
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