Saturday, October 30, 2010
Tonight Mr and I went out to the running trail for a brisk 2.5 mile walk. My left leg has been knotted up in pain this week - the result of a bad pair of shoes (they've been tossed) and no stretching - so I didn't want to run. The pain was bad enough yesterday that I did have to cut my run short. I finally got it stretched out tonight, that was a hurt so good moment.
This was our view when we started out.
Our pace was spot on and I felt the urge to run a couple of times but held back due to my leg, the muscles were on fire. On the home stretch we suddenly heard a tiny little peep and then other and another. Mr and I looked at each other and said, "kitty!?" Yup, there in the middle of God's Country was a kitten. It was obvious the kitty had once been a pet and I was instantly angry, I grew up in rural Iowa on a farm and learned early that people can be cruel and dump animals. In my mind I truly believe there is a special place in he11 for people who do this! I digress, we tried for 15 minutes to capture him but he was quick on his feet so we head home.
Not 15 minutes later we were back on the hunt not only for kitty but for Mr's iPod that slipped out of his pocket while chasing the kitty. The trail closes at 8:00 p.m. so we had 30 mintues to get in and out before our car was locked in for the night and we would have a nice long walk back into town. We were armed with flashlights, a cat carrier and a can of wet cat food. I found the iPod in the first spot I looked, YES! Then we heard the peeps again. I quickly opened the can of food and in less than 5-minutes I had kitty in hand. YES, let the purring begin.
We made it back to the car in minutes only to be stopped by a passing car. We recongized the passengers from the trail - they had come back to try to rescue Little Bit! So much love. Little Bit peeped all the way back to town. Thankfully, we made it to pet store before it closed, as we ented Little Bit peeped a hello. The sales staff listened with great interest of the rescue and handed us free bags of kitty food and told us to come back tomorrow with the kitty so the on call vet could give shots, flea and worm medicine. Score! We bought a litter pan and headed home.
I worried that our 16-year old cat would have a fit - she doesn't play well with others. So far she doesn't give a hoot about the little noise maker in the bathroom. He's home now!
I never dreamed of finding love on my trail but who couldn't love this face?
Friday, October 29, 2010
It's Friday, weigh-in day. This week I didn't give much thought about my weight or about stepping on the scale. I just went about my business and kept it real. I got up earlier than usual, said hello to kitty on the way to the scale, turned the light on and then the scale. I was indifferent as I watched it come to life, I had no expectation and knew whatever the number was I would adjust my SP ticker accordingly. I stepped on up and waited for the number to settle. I stood very still, my mind went blank and then I started to talk to myself - out loud. My weight today is 230 lbs. I didn't know what to do with that number ... last week I was at 234.5. I'll follow the same pattern this coming week - I'll go about my business, keep it real and not obsess about the number on the scale.
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Fall weather is here and I feel cagey. I'd rather be outside in the crisp, clear, clean air than caged in an office, at home or at the gym.
Last night was no exception. My workout schedule had me either cross-training or walking instead of running but I was not in the mood for the gym. I ended up at the beach for a 2.5 mile walk with Mr. We walked on the sand which made for a more challenging workout. I stayed away from the loose sand due to an ache in one of my knee's though. There were others walking and a few sand runners. I was so jealous of the sand runners, I wanted to join in. One guy was even running barefoot!
Our journey began close to sunset and ended in complete darkness. Here is a photo of the sunset we enjoyed.
Friday, October 22, 2010
Put "it" into the universe and watch what happens. I'm having to train for upcoming 5K without music (last night was the first night) and I wondered how that would feel. Uncomfortable is the best word I can come up with. My mind was all over the place and my body was off, along with my pace. What to do?!
I am a fan on Face Book of The Couch-to-5K Running plan and today they posted an article entitled, How to Focus for Your Upcoming Event. Here is a link to the article, which is a short, easy read with some great tips.
I can even apply some of this to other parts of my life. I need to take a few minutes and make notes about my specific goals and concentrate on the positive.
Friday, October 22, 2010
Ah Friday morning weigh-in's, how I love to hate you! I'm numb this morning but I think that's from the fatigue I'm feeling and not the disappointing number on the scale.
I've done it all right this week; I've worked out, I've eaten well, I did not overdraw my calorie bank and I have slept my required 8+ hours a night. But something in the back of my mind told me to not surprised at the number on the scale. Good thing I had that thought! My reaction and comment as I stood on the scale was, "Oh, look I've gained two pounds, how F'n exciting is that." I wish to be out of the 230's ... I've been here way too long!
I'd like to say I'm used to this by now but I'm not. I'll never get used to doing it right and getting slapped with a gain. I'll never get used to the manic highs of losing weight and the depressive lows of a gain.
If I thought it would do any good I'd send Doc an e-mail but it would be more of the same both ways. Until my metabolism repairs its self I'll have moments like these. It takes time to heal ... mentally I just have to hold on. My test results from the last adrenal test should arrive to his office next week, which means a follow-up appointment. I'll know more then about where I'm at in the process/repair.
Today I not only mentally deal with the two pound gain but I am also dealing with fatigue. I was tired when I got up and it's been a slide down hill since then. I felt it coming on yesterday, which made me cranky. It's times like these that it doesn't matter how much I sleep I'll just be fatigued.
I don't know how to deal with all of this any better than white knuckling it so I hang on. I know it will pass, I just wonder how long this episode will take - Bleh!
Tonight I'm going to the gym no matter how tired I am. I want/need to put in time on running on the treadmill and also on the elliptical. I'm going to try to focus on the race I have coming up and running a personal best instead of getting bogged down in self pity.
Thoughts on my race:
Race day is November 14! That gives me 22 days to train and mentally prepare. Oh, I also need to figure out what I'm going to wear and start wearing those clothes when I run. Last night I was in the wrong outfit for running - I was Miss Tug and Pull the whole time. Plus, I need something for my ears, it will be cold and bit windy on the course. I spoke to Mr about checking out the course and finding my way there the morning of the race. I think we'll head into San Francisco this weekend to have a look see. Most of my anxiety comes from not know where I'm going on race day, I'll likely be alone so I don't need that added stress. My calf muscle feels better today so I anticipate the run going better tonight.
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