Friday, July 23, 2010

Good Things

On Wednesday, I got on the scale and I was down another pound - 5# lost total. Although visually I can't see a difference, I KNOW that change is happening. My legs and thighs have more definition. My belt notches tighter than before. And this may be weird, but the fat around my middle, seems looser.

Last night I ran my 2nd run of the week. One more run on Saturday and then I step up to week 4. It was a late run, I had finished skyping at 9pm. But I WANTED to run! I was so excited. Had a bit of foot pain but I kept pressing on and ignoring it. If it's not debilitating pain, then it's just muscles getting used to it. At the end of my 2nd 3min run, I just kept going for another 30 secs. Could have gone more, but I don't know if it's wise to push myself farther.

This morning I looked in the mirror and was confused. Who is that fat person? It surely can't be me, the runner. I'm strong and graceful. That fat person has to go.

Wednesday, July 21, 2010


Last weekend, I got to spend some time with my favorite cat and his human.
I'd put him in my suitcase when I left if I knew that it wouldn't ruin a friendship.
See what I mean? He's irresistible. And he likes the shawl I knit.

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Blood, Sweat and Tears.

Ok, nix the blood part unless you count...oh never mind. But I had the other two nicely in hand earlier this evening.

Back up to last week. I did the barefoot running thing and felt great the day after. Luckily I went away for the weekend and had no time or space to train. My feet felt oddly...odd. Sore in places and stressed from the run. To sum up, I think that I need to go at it slower to work up to full barefoot running.

Yesterday I ran out of steam before I was supposed to run. Yes, the key word is "supposed to." In my weak defense, I was on a new BP med and it made me tired and lethargic. But I also didn't push myself to run at all. So I vowed that the next day I would run and that I would just be a day off this week.

Which brings us to tonight.

I am on Week 3b; 90 sec walk, 90 sec run, 3 min walk, 3 min run, repeat. Earlier I had thought that the instructions said "5 min run" and panicked, so the 3 min looked fairly easy in retrospect. The first time through, I had to pause and take out my Tacco insoles as they were hurting my arches. I like the treadmill because of this; that I can shuck clothes or whatnot that's not working as I go.

The second 3 minute run I struggled with. I kept psyching myself out by saying that I was strong and that this was a piece of cake and that pain was just weakness going away. It worked! Filling my head up with all that stuff and pushing myself past the pain in my feet helped me to finish well. I really didn't think I could do it.

After the 3 min run, I kept walking, hung onto the rails and tears fell. I felt this rush of accomplishment and well-being that I couldn't help but weep with joy. I pushed passed my barriers and I had done my most running yet; 9 minutes.


On a side note, a friend said that someday, with running, I will no longer need to worry about BP meds. Yay!

On another note, I am reading a lot of running books; how-to's, stories of, etc., so it helps me psyche up to a run.

I really want to run the Disney Princess Half Marathon.


Did I just say I WANTED TO RUN? The mind boggles.

Friday, July 16, 2010

Running Free

Things have gotten a little gang agly lately with training. Some weeks I'm only able to get in 2 runs and not that many other exercise times. I am considering getting up early (gulp) to make sure I have time. We shall see. But I am still going forward when I can.

Good things:
  • I've lost 4 pounds
  • My belt is notched tighter
  • there's more definition in legs and thighs
  • I feel more fit, and like a runner
Not so good things

  • Inconsistent runs
  • Pain in feet caused me to cut a couple runs short
  • Not eating healthy enough for my liking, but still better than it was

I've been reading up on something called "Barefoot Running." If anyone knows me, they know that I don't like wearing shoes and can often be found barefoot at work. This really intrigued me. Instead of running so my heel hits first, I would run so I would hit mid-foot or ball of foot first.

Last night I got onto the treadmill after doing a bit of research, watching videos, in my own DIY way. I took it slow and easy, run 2 minutes, walk 2 minutes. And you know what? I did 4 reps that way with very little pain. It used to be that I'd finish my run session and my arches would burn and my right heel would ache painfully. But after the barefoot run, I had NO ARCH PAIN and the pain in my heel was very minimal. The only painful part was my right calf. I think it's because the form of the leg is different and it had to move differently.

I think I'm hooked.

I'm even walking without heel strikes as much as possible. And I'm noticing that I don't have as much heel pain when I do this. Duh. I'll still use my arch supports when on my feet a lot, but not for running for now.

I am a runner and I love it.

Friday, July 2, 2010

Looking For the Dead

Last night I did my 2nd run training that I was supposed to do on Weds (but fell asleep). Hubby and I found a lovely cemetery with slightly rolling landscape, trees and lots of flowers. I think with the 4th coming up, many graves are being tended to. I feel a little odd running in a cemetery because I don't want to disturb mourners. However, it was a little later in the evening and no one came until we were halfway through.

I did 5 full walk/run sets and then did a 60sec instead of 90sec run. My husband said that I could've done the full run. If I'm honest with myself, I think I could've done maybe 7 sets.

Why don't I push myself more? I watched the Losing It episode with the Vivio's and one theme that I'm seeing in the program is that if you have someone there pushing you beyond what you think you can do - you not only can do it, you may overcome something inside yourself as well. I'm wondering if there is something that holds me back from putting my all into these workouts.

I've never been a very athletic person. Was always near the last to be picked for any team in school, swam like a rock, shied away from balls, couldn't do gymnastics because of a back surgery, etc., etc.


I was one of the fastest sprinters in our class.
I used to run through our hay fields, sure footed through the rows and holes.
I was good at soccer but unfortunately at the time, there was no girls soccer teams in the area
I could shoot a mean game of basketball, if only other people would get out of the way. Can we say HORSE?
I could do Jane Fonda's workout VHS after riding my horse and not sweat too much.

So perhaps I psyche myself out of doing well. I easily remember the bad things but it took me quite awhile to think up the good things. This needs more thinking time.

Oh, and the title of this post? I mentioned earlier that other people came to the cemetery while we were there. Three teenage girls had brought flowers and they were looking for a gravestone. They searched around and around and finally gave up and left.

They were looking for the dead and didn't find it.

I'm looking for a missing athletic person, and I will find her.

Thursday, July 1, 2010


Yesterday was supposed to be my 2nd day of the 90sec run, 60sec walk. Notice the key words: "supposed to."

I laid down after dinner, having been sleepy all day for a 15 min nap before working out. 2 hours later I woke up and went "do'h."

New plan this week:
Thurs - Train
Fri - cross train
Sat - Train

Too bad "Train" mean training for a 5K and not that I'm taking off for somewhere fun on a train!