Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Today the race photo's from the November 14th 5K race are available.
I actually chuckled when I pulled up my photo's. Photo's at my first 5K race taken by the "PRO-fessionals" were just awful. I was terribly disappointed, I didn't order and I wouldn't show anyone the on-line versions. Boo! Of course, I was more self critical then too. Oh how things have changed since June 2010! I LIKE IT!
Today I had a few thoughts about the photo's. First, yup, that's me in all my running glory. Two, the jacket around the waste should have been left in the car (I already knew that - it was a bother). It was around my waste because after the morning chill disappeared it felt like an oven on the course and apparently I run "hot." (Good to know for future races.) Three, race pictures really aren't that pretty. Seriously, the photographer is taking "up shots" as we run by. Up shots are so unflattering! And, let's face it, running a race is not like walking the cat walk - it's work and for some of us it's hard work and it's going to show on our faces. Plus, I won't speak for any other runner but when my giggly bits are out there for the world to see in tighter fitting pants and shirts than I normally wear in public and I'm running things are bound to be a little out of place. HA! Oh sure, some of the women running that race look fabulous in their photos. Their running grace has actually been captured on film and the glow of their energy shines through. I admire them and I love to look at their photo's. In the back of my mind I heard the whisper, "you'll be that one day, the graceful runner and your photo's will capture it." I smiled.
Yup, my race day photo's aren't brilliant, I don't really shine (unless you count the sweat on my forehead) but you know, I am going to order one.
EDIT AFTER POSTING: Sadly I can't copy any of the photo's from the e-mail to post here. When I receive my ordered photo I'll scan it and add it to my photo gallery.
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
I almost skipped the gym last night ... thinking there were more important things to be done. Yeah Right! I am so glad I went. I cranked it out on the elliptical for 25 minutes to warm up. Then I headed over the treadmill for a run. Last night my run felt awesome. Everything worked together and I just ran. Near the end I decided to play around with the incline setting, that's when things got intense. HA! It felt good and I pushed myself further and further. I'm working on conditioning, speed will come soon enough. I'll get there one run at a time.
I'm thinking step class for tonight and a short run as well.
Monday, November 22, 2010
I heard a whisper the other day after I nearly lost my mind on Friday when I noted another gain. It was simple, short and to the point - "Fiber!" Yup, that's all I've been hearing - "Fiber!" My system loves fiber and lots of it. A non-SP friend told me that I'm extreme about my fiber intake and she’s right. I can average up to 40/45 grams of fiber a day and my system just processes it with love and affection. Of course, with that much fiber I am obligated to drink extreme amounts of water. If I don't drink the water that love and affection turns into something completely different. HA!
So back to basics for weight-loss!
This month, my fiber intake has been low but generally in the 20 grams a day range. My water intake has been low too but generally in the eight 8-oz glasses a day. I can certainly come up with all sorts of fun facts as to why this has happened but I think it boils down to laziness and the weather change. Isn’t it just fun to point the finger at yourself? Boo!
I've brought back my homemade brilliant green spinach smoothie for breakfast. It's packed with all kinds of goodness. I've also stocked up on my favorite high fiber snacks and the fruit bowl is full.
After becoming sick (I'm still hacking) my sleep quality was off. Not sleeping well or enough can slow down the weight-loss process. My sleeping is back on track and it's Refreshing!
My workouts are still full of quality, quantity and intensity. It's a bit of drag to walk to and from the gym in the rain; however, I discovered many years ago that I don't melt. Suck it up and walk!
Thoughts on the Thanksgiving holiday ...
This year I;ll be at home with the Mr. We'll spend a quiet day at home with little, if any, "holiday" food. In fact, my goal is to cook traditional Jamaican food (I know, how un-American) but his birthday is on Friday and we won't be together for that celebration this year. He's flying to see his "mother" (term used loosely), they've not seen each other in 10-years. (Sigh- a blog for a different audience) Anyway, Thanksgiving has never been the same, for me, after I moved away from family 20 years ago. So, this year I'm doing it up Jamaican style to bring in a new tradition. There won't be any leftovers, sugar filled treats or stuffing of the face in our home and for that I am truly Thankful!
Friday, November 19, 2010
When I first stepped onto the scale this morning that's the message I got .... Err. REALLY? I should have stepped off and put the scale back but I didn't. What I did was reset it and stepped back on. This is the time I find out the universe is cruel and heartless - a gain, another gain. SERIOUSLY?! The familiar feelings of resentment, bitterness and anger flood every part of my body and then my mind becomes tainted. Two straight weeks of gaining .... CRAP! After doing it right, being sick and running a race. REALLY?!
This is when I find out what I'm made of!
The universe can Suck It, along with the scale. I'm moving on, continuing to head down the path of eating well, working out and finding my happy place. I can't dwell on this minor set back. I won't dwell on it - it's an energy suck that will lead to bad behavior.
I'm moving on!
Monday, November 15, 2010
Let's start this at the beginninng which is not at 6:17 a.m. when my alarm sounded today. No this story really starts earlier in the week when I started to get sick. I fought it off as long as I could but even with my positive energy and the well wishes put into the universe from my SP peeps I did get sick. My throat was thrashed, runny nose, chills, a cough and conjestion - by Friday afternoon I was miserable and left the office early.
Friday night Mr and I went to the Usher concert - it was Fabulous! What wasn't fabulous was the three and half hours of concert fun at venue that had recycled air and smoke machines. My throat was raw when we left and my chest felt like I had a 20 pound bag of wet sand sitting on top of it. My sleep was deep that night.
Saturday I woke up early to feed the fur balls and then promptly took a 4 hour "nap." When I woke up again I immediately started to drink hot tea to loosen up the chest congestion and sooth the rawness in the throat. It felt like I was drinking shards of glass again! By 2:00 I was feeling better and was anxious to go into The City to find the race location and pick up my race packet. Mr and I found the location with no problems. I picked up my race packet and chatted with the race cordinator about iPod usuage. I found out that ipods are discouraged due to the course being a tight one and open to the public (it was important we could hear what was going on around us for our own safety) but use of them do not disqualify you from the race. YES! I ended up buying a new running outfit - pants and shirt that I abosuletly love - plus, I got a discount due to being in the race. I was thrilled that I could buy off the rack clothes at this store but had to try things on to prove to myself that the XL running shirt would actually fit - it looked really, really small. And those pants, I just looked at the sales lady with the eye of "yeah right, those will fit?" and amazingly they did. (Sometimes in my minds eye I'm still quit large.) I was exhausted by the time we got back home and ended up going to bed early. The cough came back, my throat dry, the weight on my chest now felt like a 50 lbs bag of wet sand and my nose just didn't stop running, I was a hot mess. I woke up in the middle of night in a pool of sweat - yup, a Fever had taken hold! WTH!?!
That brings us to today ... Race Day! The alarm went off at at 6:17 a.m. - it was still dark. My body ached and my chest felt heavy until I took the hottest shower my body could stand. I was out the door by 6:55 a.m. with my turkey bacon and hot tea in hand. I was told to arrive early to find parking, they were expecting it to be dicey, so I didn't want to be late. Traffic was a breeze and I made it to the race site in 25 minutes and scored a parking spot directly across the street from the start line. I had to admit my morning was going well so far! I sat for a minute gathering my thoughts and nerves ... there were a lot of people out already - biking, walking, running and playing with their dogs. Then I heard the whisper - "They are ALL going to see you run today!" I blocked it out as I strapped on my ipod and set out for a warm-up walk.
Getting ready to warm-up
I met some amazing women before the race - the positive energy was at an all time high. I heard the whisper again, "You're the only big girl here and everyone will see you run today!" I glanced around and took in that most of the racers were slimmer and trim, I stood my ground and I raised my chin a little higher. I'm a runner, I will run today!
Before the race
At 8:37 a.m. the line began to form behind the starting line. My pulse quickened. At 8:45 we all started to move ... here we go! I had set my ipod to my 5K play list and when my feet started moving I hit play. When I was free of the pack I kept telling myself to run my race, run my pace, don't get caught up in the moment. When I was free of the pack my lungs tightened. When I was free of the pack I wondered what I was doing here today. LOL.
Most the race was run on a dirt beach path which felt amazing, by far my favorite surface to run on, and a small portion on blacktop.
I got to the first turn and kept pushing forward, kept trying to breath. I ran. The track was open to the public so we were weaving in and out of non-race runners, walkers, dogs, strollers and even a few cars - that kept us on our toes. When I reached the two mile marker I glanced at the time - right on pace. Keep running! Keep running! The water tables seemed too far away. My mouth was dry. My lungs were on fire. Sweat was pouring off me. It was hot. Too hot for SF in November. Finally water! No, wait ... what did I just drink? YUCK, that was NOT water. Keep moving. Keep running. At this point I felt like I was running a 5K race while breathing through a straw. Then I heard Tim McGraw ask, "how bad do you want it ..." Oh yeah, I want this Tim and bad enough that I'm going to keep on running. Thanks! When I made the second turn it suddenly felt like someone shoved a hot poker in my lung ... I almost went down. I almost hit my knees. I almost vomitted. I pulled up to a slow trott and tried to take a deep breath. Nope, that made it worse. CRAP! Do NOT walk - keep running! Tears welled in my eyes as the pain increased and took my breath away. I stretched my upper body as I ran and prayed. The pain subsided a little. I reached the second water table that actually had water ... that took some of the fire that was burning in my throat and chest. One young volunteer, a boy of 13 or 14, looked at me and smiled and simply said - "you can do this, just keep running." I almost cried. It was so hot! By this point I was drinched. Crap, there's the camera guy - smile! LOL. The crowd was amazing ... they cheered us on and made each one of us feel special. I made the final turn and tried to sprint it out but at this point it felt like I was running the race while breathing through a tiny little straw - the kind you mix-in cream or sugar into your tea or coffee. Then I heard my name over the loud speaker ... Congratulations KT! I finished. I ran the 5K! Against the odds today, I ran the race. I ran my race.
After the race
When I walked in our front door the Mr asked, "Did you win?" I smiled and replied, "I did win! I won my race." It was left at that ... the truth is, I did win my race.
My stats: Placed 42 out of 57 in my age category. Overall I placed 265 out of 373. Finishing Time, 47:37. Pace, 15:22/M
Finishing time today, 47:37
My first 5K race (June 2010) my finishing time was, 49:34
I won my race today!
The first half of the course
The second half of the course
The finish area
They didn't give out finisher medals but rather finisher necklaces. They are very cute. I'm going to have the year engraved on the back of mine.
Even being sick, I logged a personal best today ... Imagine what I could have done had I not been sick!
I'll find out on St. Patrick's Day when I run my next race.
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