Wednesday, December 10, 2014
A long time ago, I mean, we're talking many many months ago, to the point that I can't even remember when, I pre-ordered Cathe Friedrich's new program RIPPED with HIIT. I love my RIPPED class and I love HIIT class so I figured this was the best of both worlds. Finally, the release date came on Monday and I have completely forgotten to download. ~What? ~ Basically, I have recently come to the conclusion that the at-home workouts are just not going to happen for awhile. I lost my intense desire to workout before I go to work at home, then go to work, then go to the gym classes, then go home and do housework and homework, and manage to get to bed at a decent hour. Ok, I haven't lost the desire at all. I just don't have the time for everything. I can't get to bed before midnight these days because of homework. I'm taking 2 classes this term and i hope to continue that until I graduate Grad school. This whole MBA thing was a bad idea but I'm not a quitter so I'm sort of stuck. just trying to power through while enjoying everything else in life. Again, a really bad idea. I want to make more money but oh, that's not going to happen since I'll be getting a pay cut at work starting in January. The business is not doing well since it is 100% dependent on the Russian economy and you may have noticed, that's not doing well at all.
My eating has been terrible. My pants are snug. Doesn't make me a happy girl and I want to do these workouts so that I can fit in my pants again but i do know that i need to get my eating back on track. But I am such a carb-a-holic right now. Oh it's bad. Feed me crackers and bread and granola and whatever else is dry and crunchy. I turned to some blogs on Sparkpeople for some motivation today. Sadly, it's not really working. Hopefully, I can stick myself back on the 21 Day Fix train tomorrow and give myself what I need. What I know makes me feel better. What will help me fit into my pants again before the big holiday trip. We're heading to my boyfriend's family's house in Prince Edward Island, Canada and it's a 13ish hour drive. i need to be able to sit comfortably for that car ride. Then since I don't see his family often, I need to look gooooood. Ok, they don't really care as long their son is happy with me, but I'd like to look good. At least for me.
I have to remember to download and I have to remember to eat well starting tomorrow.
Tuesday, December 09, 2014
December 6th, I ran the Santa Shuffle for the 3rd time. The first time was before I had ever started running. Thought I was in decent shape and that was not exactly correct Ė LOL. I was in good shape for my TurboJam and TurboFire DVDís but not so much for running. All cardio, but totally different animal. That was many years ago. Fun fact Ė thatís the first time I met my now boyfriend. Whoda thunk?
Last year, I ran the Santa Shuffle as a runner. I finished in 34:29.1 at an 11:35 pace. Slow but I was totally afraid that I wasnít even going to finish while running the entire thing. This year I finished in 30:28.5 at a 10:10 pace. Woo! A major increase in speed. The difference a year makes. Of course, we canít compare the finish time. For whatever reason, Millenium Running decided to make the Santa Shuffle a 3 mile course instead of a 5K. Thatís kind of frustrating. And I donít understand why they would do that. I looked at my finish time and was blown away that I was so close to my goal of finishing a 5k in under 30 minutes. I got so excited that I was going to need to sign up for another 5k right away to cut out those 29 seconds. But alas, disappointment in the realization that wasnít going to happen. It was 30 seconds off each mile that I need to accomplish which would be a task. Doable? Maybe? But not as easy as 10 seconds off each mile. I was also way over dressed. Ugh stupid mistake. Short sleeve shirt, warmish running jacket, windbreaker, Santa jacket was way too many layers. I got hot but had stupidly pinned my bib to my Santa jacket so I couldnít bail on it. That might have held me back quite a bit. Better planning for next year. A red shirt of the holiday kind and Iím on my way.
(this pic is not from my race cause they wanted me to order it and I wasn't feeling like it even if it was free. Just wanted a quick right click save).
My very favorite part of the Santa Shuffle and not bailing on the Santa jacket is what happened when I got home. Threw the suit on the floor. Why? I really donít know. I think I was aiming for the kitchen chair and totally missed. Weíd had a busy day and I was running to throw our Goodwill sweaters into the wash for the next dayís ugly sweater party so I wasnít thinking about the Santa Suit. I sat on the couch to get some school work done. Yes, Iím still struggling through grad school even though Iím so over it. I heard one of those wail-y meowís from the kitchen and figured the cat was hoping for her toys to be rescued from under the stove. Sheís crazy. Only plays with pom-pom balls and throws them around the kitchen until they are all under the stove. This entertains her for hours but then she gets very upset that sheís canít reach her toys anymore. BF retrieves them for her now and then and starts all over again. So thatís what I thought she wanted. Then I was getting snacky. Went into the kitchen where I saw the big puffy Santa sleeve. OMG!! I laid on the floor and looked in. 2 big green eyes were staring back at me. She got herself stuck. She hadnít been in there very long. She was just trying to figure how to get out. I got a good laugh. I was almost thinking she was just very snuggly for a little while. Then she started moving and got herself a little more stuck. I decided to go in for the rescue. Pulled the hand side of the sleeve and she plopped right out. She was too funny.
I love my pets. They make me laugh and keep me sane. My pup is doing better and better. Weíre now incorporating dog food into her bland diet so that she gets back to it. Iím so tired of cooking her chicken and pasta. Sheís eating really well. Sheís lost weight that I donít want to put back on her since sheís much more ideal for her little size so I have to be careful.
Next race. New Years Day perhaps? I really want to. The race is picked out. 5k or 10k option is the question. But I donít have New Years Eve plans so Iím not sure howíd I feel doing the race in the morning. Still might give it a go. And thinking 10k. I could use the mileage more than the attempted PR on the 5k. Maybe I could PR the 10k?! Who knows what Iím going to do.
Thursday, November 20, 2014
My pup is bigtime not feeling well again for the 2nd time this year. Right now she has pancreatitis and she is so ill. She has been throwing up and not so pretty out the back end and so tired. She has sad face on all the time. Itís killing me that she feels this way and other than what the vet says to do, Iím pretty much helpless. She is spending the day at the vets office today to get IV for fluids and nutrients since she has not really kept anything down since last Friday. She did get some fluid from the vet on Monday as well. But that was just a quick injection of fluid. This will be the IV day. My poor pup. Not sure what happened to her. Up until 2014, she has been very healthy. A bit on the heavy side but otherwise in good health. This year has not been good for her and I donít care for it one bit. It also makes me kick myself for not having put her on a pet insurance years ago when I thought I should. But there have been times when $30 a month (or whatever it would have cost) was just a little too much for my pocketbook when she had been a healthy animal. Ah well. Sheís worth the price. Itíll just be the family that gets less gifts for the holidays. I donít mind sacrificing on then. Ha.
With the sick pup, I got to thinking about my exercise.
I had been upping hers lately. Weíd be going for more walks and Iíd been trying to keep her moving more. I will now say that I am a runner. Thing is, I donít actually enjoy running. Maybe this is why Iíve been so hesitant about calling myself a runner. I just donít like the act of running.
It has nothing to do with jarring on the knees or sore hips or anything like that, I just find it boring. I donít have that zone out time and I donít get my best thinking done when Iím running. Apparently I did that at a green light this morning Ė I was so deep in thought that I got beeped at by the guy behind me. Why doesnít that happen when I run? When I run, I think about what Iím doing. Then I wonder why Iím doing it. And the thoughts rarely get better. I have figured out that when I start to think like that, I have to turn to my music. It refocuses me. Good enough. I prefer to run with people. Itís good to have others to talk to so that it passes the time. I love a good gym workout. I love being in a group/class atmosphere and having a trainer keep my body guessing. I could spend all day in group class just jumping around or lifting weights. The time flies by. The music is usually pretty spot on and my energy is usually high. I find it very difficult not to go all out and push myself as hard as I can during a class. Even when I specifically tell myself to take it easy, Iím still drowning in sweat.
So here it is, basically the very end of running season. I have 3 5Kís that Iím doing however, I will be walking 2 of them with my family and just running 1. I have a goal to beat 30 minutes on the run. I need a goal. Iím wondering whatís going to happen after running season. I am totally looking at future half marathon vacations. Afraid to sign up for anything though because Iím not sure where Iíll be next year. I am going to do the Seacoast Running Series so that I have something to run for. If I donít have goals, Iíll never run. That seems silly. I feel like I could stop running and be fine with it as long as I have my other workouts. But is that true? Coach says it is not true. Coach says Iíd miss running. I can say that I really enjoy the race atmosphere. Savannah was so cool with all the race stuff going on and added a bit to the trip. I love running medals. They are beautiful! Way more interesting than figure skating medals. Maybe because I enjoy the races, that means I enjoy running? Iím not sure what this all means. I canít figure out why I enjoy being in the middle of a HIIT class, while Iím dying and straining to breath, but I am bored and want to stop when Iím out doing a run. And please donít get me started on the boring treadmill. Ugh, I canít seem to get through that.
My upcoming plan which may or may not work due to my 2-class schedule, full time job, sick dog, and family obligations is to get to Planet Fitness after my Tuesday strength class and treadmill it for 2 Ė 3 miles. Weíre probably going to stop the outdoor runs at the end of December and that will mean basically nothing until March or something. I am a person who hates to lose what Iíve worked so hard for and therefore itís killing me to lose that 13 mile training. Thatís another issue with the running. Now I have to stick with it. Competiveness with myself. I must do better than the last time.
Wednesday, November 12, 2014
So my runcation has ended. I had a really great time visiting Savannah, GA and really wish my trip didnít have to end. But the only way to pay for it is to work and therefore I had to complete the vaca to get back to work. Sad. But I missed my doggy and got to see her. Yay.
I have previously mentioned that my friend I was doing this race with had gone MIA. I hadnít heard from her in months and was working to keep up my mileage so that if I didnít hear from her, Iíd be ready to run the 13.1. Finally about 2 weeks ago, she sent me an email and a text to apologize for disappearing and not getting back to me about anything (which includes the real estate business, as I referred her some biz and she totally dropped the ball and didnít find them property Ė more sadness as that is my money lost, but oh well). What am I going to do? Iím not going to lose a friend over something like that. I understand the real estate world is busy and things happen especially when it is a busy family run business of her own. So we worked out the details that we would be running the race together. She was representing Team in Training which is the Lymphoma and Leukemia foundation Ė a really great group. I was running on my own since raising $1900 seemed a bit daunting to me.
BF & I arrive in Savannah late Thursday, get to the hotel, and sleep. Friday the plan is to have breakfast then hit the expo for bib pick-up and to see whatís around. What a blast! Iíve never done a race that had an expo before and it was so cool. All these vendors selling things and offering prizes, and showing what they have to offer, even some other races came by to get people to sign up by showing off the medals. It was so much fun. We spent some time there then walked around town. There was a cute little festival just outside our hotel and we chatted with the vendors there. My friends hubbyís band was playing at the Cotton Sail hotel at 6pm so we went to meet up. When I got there, we chatted with big George and he told us that Carol (my running friend) had spent the day fighting kidney stones and wasnít sure if she was going to be able to run. At that particular time, she had gone to the Team in Training dinner, as she was supposed to speak being a cancer survivor. I had no idea how she was doing and then I had no idea what I was going to be doing. UGH. So before bed, I sent her a text and we set up the meeting at the corral at the race. I still had no idea what was going to happen.
Seriously funny - fitting rooms that look like portapotties!
6:15am, I meet Carol at corral 19. She was complaining about the cold that she got Wednesday. Not a word about the stones. She was a mess! I brought up the stones and she said they did pass on Friday and she was really just not feeling well from the cold. She had a chest cold. She was really on the fence about running at all but knew that she had raised all this money for Team in Training and didnít want to let down the people who had donated. So there we were. We were going to do this together. The outlook for me was now getting dreary. Took us about 30 minutes to reach the start line and we started with a little jog. It lasted maybe 100 feet and then she needed to rest. Needless to say that we pretty much walked the entire 13.1 miles. Did you know that the sag wagon really does follow those slow racers and will try to pick them up if they donít pick up the pace? Oh yea. Theyíll get right up your butt. Since I wasnít sure what was going to happen at this race, I wasnít 100% prepared and now Iím kicking myself for not doing what had crossed my mind quickly. I wear Newton shoes to run. If you have ever heard of them, they have these things called lugs which are bumps under the ball of the foot. Itís fine for running because Iím a ball of the foot striker. They are the worst shoes for walking in ever! I put my heel down and hit the lugs with every step and it put my off kilter. By mile 9, my hips were hurting. By mile 13, my left side was killing me. I have issues with my left side as it is, which I think is ďrunners kneeĒ, diagnosed when I was young so Iím always going to be worse on that side. Holy crap! I have never been in such pain from walking in my entire life. My quick thought before the race was to invest in a new pair of sneakers that I could walk in. But I had not considered the fact that we would walk this entire race. A walk/jog would probably be fine. But a full out walk was rough. I hobbled around Savannah for 2 days with the roughest hip pain ever.
We crossed the finish in 4 hours. Thatís right folks. We walked for 4 hours. I never wanted to run anything so much in my life. This course was so flat and beautiful that I know I could have done in it at least 2:30. But alas, friends first. I do believe that she never would have made it without me. I tried talking the entire time to keep her busy and distracted and I was pretty much a step ahead to make sure she didnít fall behind. She got emotional as we crossed that finish and said it was probably her last half marathon (this was her 4th). It was a great accomplishment for her to get through feeling so horrible and Iím glad I was there to help. The goal changed from a good race to just finishing and we succeeded!
I love race medals!!!
Yea, Iím disappointed that I didnít get to see how this course felt for a run but Iím glad I could help a friend. Who knows where Iíll be running my next big race. Hoping for somewhere in the south in cool weather. Oh it was perfect running weather. Savannah was great even though both BF and I got colds. But as a bonus, since we got the same cold at the same time, I could tell him to put his big boy pants on and lets finish this vacation as good as we could. He canít complain that I have no sympathy if Iím battling the same bug! Ha! Donít worry, he thinks his is worse than mine. Hahaha.
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