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The Ooooh Shinies vs. the Ooooh Stinkies

Saturday, April 12, 2014

I've been walking a lot lately. Over 2013, I did very little, my weight sky rocketed, and my fitness plummeted. So, when the weather started to moderate, it was time to walk. You don't go from curled up in a little ball, hiding from the world for nearly a year to running a 5 K, 10 K, or a half marathon overnight. At least, not without injury.

After a few small expeditions, King and I took a 4 mile walk on a Sunday. I couldn't put my finger on it during the walk, but something seemed off. Monday morning, when I got out of bed and felt the beginnings of shin splints, it occurred to me my shoes were a tad on the worn out side. Crap! I had a 10 K scheduled for the next Saturday. I got some new shoes, rested as much as possible over the week, and woke up race day with the last remains of shin pain. No race for me.

I know scheduling a 10 K when you've been following the Jabba the Hut fitness plan for the better part of a year is...how can I put this delicately... moronic. My thought in doing so was that it would spur me to get off my butt and start training. It did. Just not soon enough. Still, I got out, got new shoes, and by the Monday after the aborted race Elvis and I were walking a mile at a time with no pain. The last week, when it has not been raining, we've walked 3 to 5 miles a day. We'll do a mile when I get home from work, 2.5 to 3 miles when we get up, and a mile before I go to work.

All this dog walking has led me to 2 discoveries. First, I'm faster alone than with Poopatroid. This was made clear at the Emerald Miles 5 K in late March. With the hound, I rarely break the 21 minute mile mark. At the Emerald Miles, I finished right around a 14 and a half minute per mile pace with a fastest mile of 13:50. Plus, I did negative splits in a race for the first time ever. My second discovery is that King has a serious case of the Ooooh, Stinkies.

The cat has A.D.D. BIG time. Her's take s the form of the Ooooh, Shinies. No matter what she is doing, if she sees something shiny, she's chasing it. I have seen her get distracted from chasing down a shiny that had distracted her from chasing another shiny which had distracted her from chasing down the shiny that just distracted her. It makes my head hurt.

King also has big time A.D.D. His, however, takes the form of the Ooooh, Stinkies! We'll be walking along and he smells something stinky and on his way to check that out he smells something even stinkier and heads to check that out and gets distracted by yet another stinky. Sheesh Louise, am I the only one in this house that doesn't get distracted by the least little thing? Man....

Another discovery I've made is that Elvis is a faker. Today, we're walking along on a three miler and the dog is walking kind of quick, bouncing, and showing signs of energy. At our turn around is a garbage can. I tossed the 2 very full poop bags in and turned for home. Suddenly, Mr. Energy was tired and could barely lift a paw. The poor puppy...then, he "did his business" for a third time. I filled up the third bag, and turned to go back to the garbage can. Guess who found his second wind? As soon as the bag was deposited and we turned back towards home, the poor tired mutt could barely move once again. About the time I was going to pick him up and carry his 80 lbs carcass home, a jogger with a pretty little white sled dog looking critter went running by. Once again, Elvis was full of energy and straining at the leash. I felt like a couple Iditarod teams were dragging me down the sidewalk. Faker.
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    2013 was a rough year for you. I'm glad 2014 is shaping up to be much better and you are getting your butt off the couch. emoticon
    1772 days ago
    I feel for you. When there's no snow up here, I take my dog on 3.5 mile hiking loop a couple times a week. He's usually dragging about 10 feet behind me by the end, all panting and droopy faced. Suddenly he smells a deer and bolts off across the mountainside, his crazy propeller tail the last thing I see as he passes over the horizon. About an hour later he shows up at the back door all indignant that I didn't follow him. Animals...sheesh!
    1774 days ago
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