Motivation

I'm finding it easier to get up and go lately... now, I'm still going really slow mind you, but it's easier to start. Which I suppose is progress. Right? I'm not sure what has happened in the last month. All of a sudden I just really want to get out there and work on getting up to at least jogging my whole 2 mile loop. Maybe it's the realization that I'm going to be 30 in a year. Maybe it's how good it makes me feel to even get out there and walk. Who knows, whatever it is, I like it. It has been really hard for me, historically, to find motivation to get out there so I'm very glad for this sudden burst of it.

And the thing is, it's not just getting out hitting the pavement. I'm making better choices in what I'm eating... making a point to eat more fruits & veggies, and less processed crap. And, I've stopped drinking soda. I haven't had any soda in at least 2 weeks, and I feel SO much better with just that change.

I'm grateful for this mental motivation that has come from no where, and I really hope it sticks around!

My foot hurts

I went out for a "run" today, and hey! I actually did do some jogging! Go figure. But my foot was killing me the whole time... the arch in my left foot, and, quite frankly, it pissed me off. So I jogged- but mostly walked- through the pain, and in a really bad mood. 2.15 miles later with my foot up and I feel fan-freaking-tastic. I guess there's something to be said for pushing through the pain? Who knows. All I know is that I REALLY hope that when I get out there on Sunday my foot doesn't freak out like it did today.

On the road again...

Today I walked... yes, I know it's not really the point here, but at least I'm being honest... so, I walked 2.08 miles, according to my lovely new iPhone 3Gs (thanks love!), and I've gotta say, that thing is awesome! I hear there is a sport band thing, I'll have to look into that at some point... but I digress... the point I was getting to, before so easily distracted by accessories, is that I got back out there after a 1 month hiatus.

Now, maybe it's because I just turned 29 yesterday (thus the shiny new iPhone) or maybe it's just that I'm not liking the feeling of complete lethargy that has taken over my body, but it felt GOOD... even though it was just a walk. So, my new goal through the end of November is to get in 15 runs (3/week), and try to get my ridiculously slow pace up to (down to?) 15/mile or less- like I said in an earlier post, I get lapped by old people, and yes I know how pathetic that pace is. So what? Yuck it up.

Race For The Cure...

So, it's been awhile. And the Race for the Cure was awhile ago too. I've gotta be the laziest person ever... so, I got totally sidetracked on the training for the 5K- like that was hard to do- you can admit it, you're not shocked. Clearly I did not run. I did however walk the 5K with my team, and it was an awesome experience! 

It was so inspiring to be around all of these women who are beating or have beat breast cancer. Seeing the turnout, I think they said 50,000 people was overwhelming to say the least. At one point we all just looked at each other and and started blubbering. Now, I don't know anyone who has had breast cancer, but I know people who know people... you know? And I know how devastating it is for them. And quite frankly, I have boobs and I quite like them! So getting out there, even if not running, was worth it. 

Next year I definitely will be running in the Race for the Cure! Now... to get off my fat ass and hit the pavement! 

The weather sucks!

So what's a girl to do when it's 7 billion degrees outside? I mean... it's freaking hot! Does running on a treadmill count? The gym has AC. I suppose it's better than nothing... but of course I would then have to get up off the couch, go out into the human melting heat and drive to the gym in order to run, which I suck at. But if I don't keep on the program there is no way that I'm going to be able to run the 5K I signed up for. What's a girl to do?

It's been awhile, huh?

It's been awhile since I've posted... hell, it's been awhile since I've run. There were 2 deaths in the family, and with the sheer shock of it and traveling to the funeral I have just had other things on my mind. Oh freaking well. However, today I am back on the program! And holy crap! I ran 4 whole entire blocks without stopping.

Now, my breath was coming in wheezing gasps by the time I stopped, and 4 blocks isn't exactly 3.2 miles... which is where I need to be in order to finish the race I signed up for, but holy crap! 4 blocks!!! When I started this nonsense I could only go for about a block and a half before dropping. So I see this as improvement and signs of better things to come. Now, I'm off for yoga! See... I do do some form of exercise other than my sad attempts at running. And here you thought I was a total lazy bum! 

Whoa... I just got lapped by OLD people!!!

So I'm walking along at what I believe is a pretty good clip, I mean I'm sweating and everything! (I can't muster up the will to "run", but more on that later) So I hear approaching footsteps and I think that I need to move over for the runners coming my way, no biggie. But as they pass me I realize that, not only are they walking, but they are like 80 years old!!! And they just flew by me! This is ridiculous! I'm not even 30 yet!!! How are senior citizen's in better shape than me? Horrifying. 

So, no, I didn't walk or "run" on Friday. Not that I didn't think about it. I did! It's just that there were so much more important things to think about. Like my hair. I had to get my hair cut and colored... I mean, my sparkles were showing, and that's never a good situation for someone with hair as dark as mine. And then there was the potluck to think about... once a month we get together with a certain group of our friends for a potluck. Good times.

Of course, this brings me to why I couldn't muster up the will to "run" today. The potluck last night. We didn't get home until 1am. And I think it may have been a bad plan to drink a six pack last night, given that I needed to "run" today. And NOOO I wasn't hungover... just tired... very, very tired. So I think that going forward, off days are not an excuse to drink excessively or stay up to all hours of the night. 

Sad.

Wow... I am so lazy sometimes...

So after the HORRIFIC results of my running debacle on Monday I couldn't work up the motivation to go "run" the 2 miles that this training plan called on for Tuesday. Wednesday was an off day (which I so needed of course) and today was another 15 minute day. 

While it did go better today than it did Monday, it's still so incredibly sad... I did this loop in my neighborhood that is about a mile and half long. It took me half an hour. And of course maybe 5-10 minutes of that was jogging. I will not go so far as to call it running... I'm mean, who am I kidding? I suppose it's good that I got up and actually got out there. 

So apparently Fridays are an off day too, though I think given my apparent complete lack of physical fitness I think I should at the very least go for a walk. Here's hoping I can find the time to get off the couch tomorrow too...

Couch to 5K... and I DO mean COUCH!

Ok, so today is the start of my Couch to 5K training. I even signed up to run a 5K, like a good little girl. It's 11 whole entire weeks away, plenty of time to finish the training plan I found online. I have a super cute running outfit, my iPod and my awesome Nike+ shoes to track my progress. This is awesome, I'm totally going to be a kick ass runner chick in no time. No doubt.

So I'm looking at todays training- 15 whole entire minutes of jogging- and I'm thinking to myself that I totally have this in the bag. 15 minutes jogging? That is SO not that big a deal! 

Riiiiight... 

Two minutes in, literally, and I'm sucking wind like there isn't enough oxygen in the universe to keep me from passing out. Why did I think this was a good idea? I start walking along trying to get my breathing under control and I start to realize that I am SO out of shape it's ridiculous. The 5K I signed up for is only 11 weeks away! It's not enough time! I could only go 2 minutes... a 5K is like what, 40? I can't go for 40 minutes... it's the end of the world!!! I finally get my breath back and start to jog again... one minute later I'm spent. I'm walking the rest of the 15 minutes. This sucks. I'm no runner. My idea of a good workout is playing Wii bowling with my husband...

I'm terrified! I seriously can't figure out what the hell I was thinking. And it's too late now... I signed up! I made a commitment! Oy! Well... no turning back now. Maybe tomorrow will be better? Maybe today was just an off day! Yeah, that's it...