Friday, January 24, 2014
So, so far my longest streak is 9 days for logging, 8 days for 10 min of exercise. I am gonna beat those! Right now I am on my 5th day of logging and 3rd day of exercise so here we go!
Not seeing any results, but I am 2.5 lbs up from yesterday... I think it's a fluke related to bathroom issues :P No further detail required.
Either way - I was in AZ last weekend doing a half marathon - my first in a long long time! I lost a lot of training due to our early and unrelenting winter weather so I made sure to take it easy and walk when I was feeling nauseous... which meant that a lot of the last three miles were nice and slow. 2:52, not my best time, but not my worst! I am proud that I completed it!
Gotta get my butt back on the treadmill this weekend and keep these legs up for JASR - right around the corner!!!
Love ya'll!!! Glad to be back!
Saturday, January 11, 2014
So I am getting married!!! So many of you have been there with me as I struggled through weight loss and dating and breaking up and learning to run etc etc etc. The last two years have completely turned my life upside down...
Whirlwind dating, got laid off, met Jon, decided on a career change, enrolled back in a night school program, found a job as a TA, moved back with my parents, moved in with Jon, got engaged! Oh my gosh!
Two years ago today, I was making $65k at some architecture job, living on my own, and submitting myself to a life of non-stop internet dating!
Today I live with my fiancee, am working in a middle school for $20k a year (with amazing insurance I might add), and am killing myself taking as many night classes as life will allow.
LOTS of change, and honestly, it feels GOOD!!!
Waiting for the BUT? Here it is... my busy schedule and the stress I am under making all of my dreams come true has added 15-20 lbs onto my already stout figure. I feel grody, unsexy, blaaaaah! I decided to start from scratch... 10 minutes a day (at least) and logging daily. I started a streak for both things. I made it 13 days.
Not too shabby to start I guess. I am starting my streak again tomorrow. Two days off ain't bad! But MAN, this Jon can eat whatever he wants and as long as he keeps runnin (thats right, I got him running and he lost 20+ lbs in a SNAP - side note - men stink like that!) he doesn't gain an ounce. But there are snacks in the house and he loves to make cupcakes and brownies etc etc.
I have to admit, I am surprised that I have been as good as I have around all that stuff. But when I break down, it is so easy to over do it!!!
Anywho - I'm doing this January challenge and my streaks... gonna see if I can't get my butt back on the wagon here. After all - I don't want these chunky arms hanging over my wedding dress. Ugh!
There you have it folks - getting back to spark and blogging :) Any support is greatly appreciated! Thanks for reading friends! HUGS!!!
Sunday, July 14, 2013
Prenote - On the upside, I have the best man ever - came rushing early to the finish line with water and a granola bar, AND was at home making me a medal (since this race doesn't provide them)!!! He wanted me to include that!
Real story -
My second Olympic Tri, I was super excited, ready to go. I rocked the swim, pretty sure I beat last years time. Transition went fine, Got started on the bike (my new road bike yay!) and was cruisin!!! 15.2 mph which is great for me! around 10.5 miles, I feel a flat coming on. I stop at a volunteer point at mile 11 and wait on their fix it wagon. at least 20 minutes later, I am finally back on the bike. I dont know if it was the standing there or what ( i thought the break would help me) but my legs felt awful the second I started back out. The course is VERY hilly and I don't know, I just couldnt get my mind back into it.
Each hill left me feeling done, head was hurting, toes were numb, feet hurting, and numb spots in my one hand. I start thinking how can I possibly make it through a 10k at the end of this if I am already feeling this way, am at least an extra 20 minutes into the heat than I would have been, etc etc. My legs felt shot. I felt like I was the only one left on the course at this point.
At the thought of wussing out of the run, my brain checks out even more and the tears come and the battle is on. I voice text my boyfriend because I need some kind of approval if I am not going to finish this thing, but without explaining it didn't matter. I had made up my mind. I finished the bike, ever so slowly (still at a faster pace than last year I would find out), put on my flip flops and turned in my chip. :(
Totally bummed. What have I learned???? Can any seasoned triathletes provide advice and council? Any thoughts on how standing still for 20 minutes may have killed my mojo???
Tuesday, January 29, 2013
What better place to vent than to my sparkies. I was doing so well the last couple weeks, working out, logging food, being a good little girl. Now each day is getting more and more stressful and I just don't feel like adding eating and working out as even one more thought.
I moved home. Yes, with my parents. I'm 31 and it was the smart thing to do - I think. I am making less than unemployment and going back to school. It is what I needed to do for now. Two days after I moved in, my brother's life got thrown upside down, and he was back too. Two weeks later, dad was home from AZ, one week later, mom is home.
My brother is totally unreasonable - he lived here for a very long time, till he was about 32. He used the guest room for his clothes, his room for his stuff, the basement for his storage. No one is ever allowed to touch his things and he flips if you do - even if he hasn't touched this stuff in years.
Ugh. It's just a huge adjustment, I don't even want to talk about it. I just - I am moving out of a two bedroom home. All I wanted was my little childhood bedroom and a space to call my office. Shouldn't have been a prob since I had essentially the whole upstairs to myself. Now everyone is fighting over this stupidity. My brother has his computer all set up all over the dining room, his clothes all over the living room, is sleeping in the family room, no one is allowed to have stuff in his bedroom, and he still occupies the guest room closet. This is so assclown crazy.
I don't even have any room in the darn fridge. How am I supposed to eat normally. Mom sighs whenever I won't be home for her dinner. Ugh - like I should be complaining about home cooked meals!!!
I want out!!! Get me out of here, I want my independence back! I want to sit in peace and vent to my sparkies without yelling all down the hall!!! Boy does this bring me back to my childhood!!!
OMG am I going to make it???
I love you all, does anyone live in the area with a heated garage I could sleep in?!?!?!?
Much love, ms tigger!
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