Tuesday, May 28, 2013
Restart
The good news is, my left foot feels much better! It turns out Douglas was just what I needed to get things sorted out a bit. The bad new is, my plantar facciitis in the right foot is acting up. I'm still recovering from my week long binge in Denver. I gained a solid 4 pounds during that week. Damn vacations; so necessary, but so tough to be good. So this week is crazy with work which means late nights and early mornings. Next week I am going to start the training schedule again. I'm going to take it a lot slower this time. I am going to start with the 5k schedule and try to knock out a couple of those and then move on to a 10k and then the half marathon. Wish me luck! I'll try to get back on track with updates on a weekly basis as well. Thanks for keeping up!
Sunday, May 12, 2013
Run Coach
First of all: a HUGE congratulations to Paula L. for her strong return to the world of Marathons today! I'm very proud of you and very grateful for all your support while I have been trying to make a 1/2 marathon a reality. Welcome Back!!
A couple weeks ago was the Iron Girl 1/2 Marathon that I had signed up for. I went to the race and worked as a volunteer. I picked up a a few tips a long the way and a lot of motivation. The participants were very appreciative which was great. Hopefully I'll be out there next year.
A couple weeks ago was the Iron Girl 1/2 Marathon that I had signed up for. I went to the race and worked as a volunteer. I picked up a a few tips a long the way and a lot of motivation. The participants were very appreciative which was great. Hopefully I'll be out there next year.
Jared asked it I wanted to do a yoga class with him & Heather while I was there. I hadn't been to one in a while so I thought it would be good. Well, it was hot yoga and I hadn't been to one of those since I lived in North Liberty. To say I was out of my element would be the understatement of the century. Heather is awesome at yoga so I should have known better than to go to the same class as her. Especially as hot class. I have a tough time breathing when I'm in Colorado so of course I struggled even more than normal. Oh and to top it off, when I was walking out of the class I slipped in a puddle of someone else's sweat and fell on my butt. Gross.
I met with a running coach, Douglas Wisoff, while in the area. As I have mentioned before, my brother has worked with him for quite a while and has seen great results. I am very grateful I was able to work with him. He was also working with a runner that had traveled all the way from London for his guidance. He's good.
I learned a lot over a couple hours. It turns out I am not good at walking. I have never thought so much about walking before in the last 30+ years. I roll onto the outside of my feet when I stand, walk, and run. I knew I did this, but didn't realize just how much. Douglas disagreed with my diagnosis of tendonitis, but thinks it is more likely that my foot is badly bruised. He didn't feel there was any reason to delay returning to my cardio routine any longer. He feels that with the exercises and modifications he taught me, as well as a slow return to jogging things should come together much more easily. Over the last week I have been practicing what he taught me and the pain in my foot has decreased by more than half. I went to the gym to day and was on the treadmill for an hour with minimal irritation and very little swelling. I am going to hold off on jogging for a while yet since the walking still requires a good deal of awareness and correction. I'm back to square one. I'm going to shoot for a 5k by the end of the summer, a 10k by the end of the year, and hopefully by next spring I will be able to tackle a 1/2 marathon. Slow and steady and hopefully no more injuries now that I know a little more about how I should be doing this. Stay tuned!
Wednesday, April 17, 2013
New found drive
I have been trying to think of something insightful to write about after the horrible tragedy at the Boston Marathon on Monday, but I am at a loss. I just can't believe the cowardice of the person or people behind it. I will never be the competitor those athletes have trained to be, but I will say I am far more motivated to pull off a 1/2 marathon that I was on Sunday. I can't imagine losing a limb, but for someone who has made running such a huge part of their life to lose a limb is beyond my comprehension. I found the following pictures; one comforted me and one made me smile because I think it accurately describes the American Spirit, not only that of a runner. Don't mess with us!
These past couple weeks have not been fun. This boot thing, while necessary and helping, is a bulky, inconvenient mess. I am going to need a major chiropractic adjustment when this is all over after walking around with one leg feeling a little longer because of the height of the boot. It's funny how much you need to bend your ankle in a day. I have nearly face planted myself in the parking lot by stepping off a curb on far too many occasions over the last couple weeks. I have never appreciated full range of motion quite like I do today. Then again, that was the whole point of this process, to better appreciate my health and mobility. Point well taken, universe. Point WELL taken!
I was given permission to resume my workouts with Jason this week as long as I wore my boot and kept it to upper body and core work. Core work is something I need to do more. My muffin top isn't disappearing nearly as fast as I can make muffin disappear from my plate! The workouts have been tough since we usually split the session up instead of focusing only on upper body or only on lower body. It's been good to get a little sweaty!! I have been waking up sore again. Just when my body thought it was going to get a break! HA! Fooled you!!
I have a doctor appointment this week. I am hoping I get the green light to get back into a cardio routine, even if I am not supposed to run for an additional 4-6 weeks. My legs are feeling very wimpy and I really am missing the stress reduction I had been enjoying from exercising more. I saw a picture and phrase that really hit home the other day; it said "Food is the most widely abused anti-anxiety drug in America and exercise is the most potent and underutilized anti-depressant." This is SO true for me and I am really feeling the stress and irritability work their way back into my system with the reduction in movement. As someone who has battled depression and anxiety for several years, it is even more important to keep this all in check so send me some good vibes so I can get this food healthy and get back to it! I am hoping to find another race in the area in the Fall to work towards. I also plan on doing the Diva Dash in Frederick, MD on Sept. 21 with some co-workers and hopefully Randi will be able to make it out for that as well! It's a 5k obstacle course that looks like it would be a ton of fun.
Since I am unable to participate in the 1/2 Marathon next weekend as planned, I will be volunteering at the event. At least that way I can still be part of the event and hopefully learn a thing or two! I wish I could be on the other side, but I will just have to work on my form and continue to build my stamina so I can do it later.
Have a great weekend and stop by again for updates soon!
These past couple weeks have not been fun. This boot thing, while necessary and helping, is a bulky, inconvenient mess. I am going to need a major chiropractic adjustment when this is all over after walking around with one leg feeling a little longer because of the height of the boot. It's funny how much you need to bend your ankle in a day. I have nearly face planted myself in the parking lot by stepping off a curb on far too many occasions over the last couple weeks. I have never appreciated full range of motion quite like I do today. Then again, that was the whole point of this process, to better appreciate my health and mobility. Point well taken, universe. Point WELL taken!
I was given permission to resume my workouts with Jason this week as long as I wore my boot and kept it to upper body and core work. Core work is something I need to do more. My muffin top isn't disappearing nearly as fast as I can make muffin disappear from my plate! The workouts have been tough since we usually split the session up instead of focusing only on upper body or only on lower body. It's been good to get a little sweaty!! I have been waking up sore again. Just when my body thought it was going to get a break! HA! Fooled you!!
I have a doctor appointment this week. I am hoping I get the green light to get back into a cardio routine, even if I am not supposed to run for an additional 4-6 weeks. My legs are feeling very wimpy and I really am missing the stress reduction I had been enjoying from exercising more. I saw a picture and phrase that really hit home the other day; it said "Food is the most widely abused anti-anxiety drug in America and exercise is the most potent and underutilized anti-depressant." This is SO true for me and I am really feeling the stress and irritability work their way back into my system with the reduction in movement. As someone who has battled depression and anxiety for several years, it is even more important to keep this all in check so send me some good vibes so I can get this food healthy and get back to it! I am hoping to find another race in the area in the Fall to work towards. I also plan on doing the Diva Dash in Frederick, MD on Sept. 21 with some co-workers and hopefully Randi will be able to make it out for that as well! It's a 5k obstacle course that looks like it would be a ton of fun.
Since I am unable to participate in the 1/2 Marathon next weekend as planned, I will be volunteering at the event. At least that way I can still be part of the event and hopefully learn a thing or two! I wish I could be on the other side, but I will just have to work on my form and continue to build my stamina so I can do it later.
Have a great weekend and stop by again for updates soon!
Friday, April 5, 2013
Week Thirteen
"Courage does not always roar. Sometimes courage is the quiet voice at the end of the day saying, "I will try again tomorrow." ~Mary Anne Radmacher
Ah, the wisdom you can find on a magnet in an airport gift shop. This week started out great. Sunday I set out to try my hand at a little trail run. Trail running isn't for me. It's tough. Especially in the spring when the trails haven't been spruced up. There were a lot of tree roots and rocks on the uneven terrain. It turned into a very steep uphill hike for about an hour. That was enough for me! It was good to be outdoors. I am so ready for warmer temps!
On Tuesday I had my normal workout with Jason. My arms are still killing me today from that. It was a new month which meant a weigh in. Eek! I hate those and was really worried I wouldn't see any progress. Well, the progress was not great, but I did have a 2% reduction in body fat. I was pleased to see positive results. I still haven't lost much weight, but there has been an increase in my lean body mass and a decrease in my fat body mass so that was promising.
By Wednesday, my week made a u-turn. As I have mentioned over the past few weeks, my feet have been killing me, particularly my left foot. I was worried I had a stress fracture. I finally went to the doctor. He quickly scolded me for wearing flip flops when I was coming in with a foot injury. He ordered some X-Rays. It turns out I have peroneal tendonitis. I was very happy to hear there were no fractures, but as soon as the doctor told me that I am going to be sporting a walking boot for the next 2-4 weeks my enthusiasm quickly took a nose dove. 2-4 weeks in a boot! Yep, you do the math. That puts me in the boot at least until the week before the race. My doctor also grounded me from running for 6-8 weeks as well. No 1/2 marathon.
He explained that the injury is from over use and poor form. He was surprised that I had been able to avoid injury for this long as a new runner. I am allowed to continue working with Jason after a week of doing nothing and rocking my sweet new boot (rolls eyes). He said that after a follow up in two weeks he will determine when I can begin walking, cycling, and participating in other impact activities or if I have to wear the boot for up to 4 weeks. I am ok'd at this time for swimming and "gentle" yoga as long as I'm not in pain. I am planning to milk this "injury" to the fullest when I fly to see my Mom & Dad next weekend. It will definitely take more time for me to get down the jet bridge and to find a seat in the exit row with plenty of leg room! I gotta make the most of it. :)
To say I am disappointed would not accurately describe it. I worry that a full week out of my routine could spell disaster. I have taken a week off in the past, which quickly turned into two weeks, then a month, then 8 months; you get the picture. So I plan to follow all my doc's rules and am hoping for a speedy recovery. I plan to take another stab at this whole process again in the fall. I've learned a lot in these past few weeks. I'm looking forward to my coaching sessions in Denver and hopefully i'll pick up some pointers that will help keep me injury free. So this is it for now. I'll be back to the blog as soon as I find a new race and start training again. Thanks a million to all my cheerleaders out there; particularly my big brother, Mike, Mr. Lippold, Michelle, Paula, and Randi. Thanks for checking in with me every single week and offering wisdom and encouragement. I know there are so many more of you! I hope I have motivated all of you to tackle something scary and new.
Love,
Hilaree
Ah, the wisdom you can find on a magnet in an airport gift shop. This week started out great. Sunday I set out to try my hand at a little trail run. Trail running isn't for me. It's tough. Especially in the spring when the trails haven't been spruced up. There were a lot of tree roots and rocks on the uneven terrain. It turned into a very steep uphill hike for about an hour. That was enough for me! It was good to be outdoors. I am so ready for warmer temps!
On Tuesday I had my normal workout with Jason. My arms are still killing me today from that. It was a new month which meant a weigh in. Eek! I hate those and was really worried I wouldn't see any progress. Well, the progress was not great, but I did have a 2% reduction in body fat. I was pleased to see positive results. I still haven't lost much weight, but there has been an increase in my lean body mass and a decrease in my fat body mass so that was promising.
By Wednesday, my week made a u-turn. As I have mentioned over the past few weeks, my feet have been killing me, particularly my left foot. I was worried I had a stress fracture. I finally went to the doctor. He quickly scolded me for wearing flip flops when I was coming in with a foot injury. He ordered some X-Rays. It turns out I have peroneal tendonitis. I was very happy to hear there were no fractures, but as soon as the doctor told me that I am going to be sporting a walking boot for the next 2-4 weeks my enthusiasm quickly took a nose dove. 2-4 weeks in a boot! Yep, you do the math. That puts me in the boot at least until the week before the race. My doctor also grounded me from running for 6-8 weeks as well. No 1/2 marathon.
He explained that the injury is from over use and poor form. He was surprised that I had been able to avoid injury for this long as a new runner. I am allowed to continue working with Jason after a week of doing nothing and rocking my sweet new boot (rolls eyes). He said that after a follow up in two weeks he will determine when I can begin walking, cycling, and participating in other impact activities or if I have to wear the boot for up to 4 weeks. I am ok'd at this time for swimming and "gentle" yoga as long as I'm not in pain. I am planning to milk this "injury" to the fullest when I fly to see my Mom & Dad next weekend. It will definitely take more time for me to get down the jet bridge and to find a seat in the exit row with plenty of leg room! I gotta make the most of it. :)
To say I am disappointed would not accurately describe it. I worry that a full week out of my routine could spell disaster. I have taken a week off in the past, which quickly turned into two weeks, then a month, then 8 months; you get the picture. So I plan to follow all my doc's rules and am hoping for a speedy recovery. I plan to take another stab at this whole process again in the fall. I've learned a lot in these past few weeks. I'm looking forward to my coaching sessions in Denver and hopefully i'll pick up some pointers that will help keep me injury free. So this is it for now. I'll be back to the blog as soon as I find a new race and start training again. Thanks a million to all my cheerleaders out there; particularly my big brother, Mike, Mr. Lippold, Michelle, Paula, and Randi. Thanks for checking in with me every single week and offering wisdom and encouragement. I know there are so many more of you! I hope I have motivated all of you to tackle something scary and new.
Love,
Hilaree
Saturday, March 30, 2013
Week Twelve
It's been a good week. Boy do I need a pedicure. My feet look disgusting. I feel like I have made some good progress with my work outs and had a really good week with diet. Also, I found out I will have the opportunity to work with a running coach while I am in Denver in May. I am excited about that. His name is Douglas. My brother has been working with him for a while now. Speaking of which, check out this link and make sure you watch the video to see Jared in action with his running coach!
Yeah. Jared's kind of a big deal making the news and stuff. :) I am pretty pumped this guy is willing to spend some time working with someone as untrained as me. I am also nervous. Looks like I am going to have to schedule a follow up visit and go to Denver more often. I love Denver. I am still a little shocked that I am this excited about improving my form for an activity I largely dislike. Hopefully, improving my form will make it easier to do and easier to enjoy. I also picked up a new book at the recommendation of my brother. It's called Born to Run. I read it when I am at the gym and try to draw out motivation. It's a good book, but it isn't making me run any faster. Damn.
So my workouts for the week: I have been increasing my daily workouts to 80 minutes three times per week and then 2 two hour workouts as well. Saturday is either yoga day or rest day, Sunday is the opposite of whatever I did on Saturday. It has gone well. The weather was beautiful today so I did my jogging outside today. I wish it was strictly jogging, but there is still a lot of walking going on.
I still had my normal sessions with Jason. He continues to change things up each time we meet. So this week we did an exercise that made me feel like I was on a dog sledding team. The sucky part: I was the dog. Essentially I had on a backpack with a rope attached to a sled of weights and I had to walk as fast as I could for 40 yards, take a breather, then turn around and do it all again. I was just waiting for Jason to start yelling "MUSH! MUSH!" (at which time I would have punched him). Lucky for him, he didn't. It was hard as hell. Particularly when "the weight" on this thing was him. Yep. He stood on it and I had to drag him. Let's just say I was tired when we were done and on Thursday everything hurt. Walking was a struggle, sitting down looking more like falling into my chair, and getting dressed felt like cruel punishment. Note to self: DO NOT tell your trainer you "haven't really been sore for a couple weeks". They WILL, I repeat, they WILL find a way to make you pay!
My feet are killing me. Up until now it's mostly been the Plantar Fasciitis and cramping. The pain on the top of my foot has improved by lacing my shoes a little differently. Now my left foot, just behind the joint of my baby toe is killing me, as well as an area about an inch below my ankle. No swelling or redness, but really painful, particularly when I try to run. I fear that it could be the result of a bunion. I really hope not. My mom had surgery last summer to correct that issue. By the looks of my left foot, I will probably have this procedure to look forward to in the future as well. I am fairly certain this is a combination of poor form and my weight. I would really like it though if this pain would tone itself down for about 5 more weeks! Let me get through this training and my trip to Denver then I will be more than happy to tend to the pain.
I met a couple people at the gym that are training for the Iron Girl Triathlon in August. They asked if I was interested in joining their team. I don't think I am quite ready for that kind of endeavor. It's a sprint tri. I think a triathlon would be more fun, but I would need at least a year to prep for that. It would also take a significant cash investment. I would need to purchase a good bike and multiple swimming lessons just to try to get through it. Maybe if I get a BIG raise.
My nervousness continues to increase each day. I feel really good, but still very unready. This week will slow down at work (yay!!) so I will be able to get more sleep and can focus more on diet and exercise. So that is week 12 in a nutshell. Only 4 weeks from tomorrow! How scary is that? I just hope I can finish. Thanks for keeping up with me!
Sunday, March 24, 2013
Week Eleven
"I'm not a good runner, but I'm better than someone who doesn't run at all."
~"Sully" Sullenberger
I picked up an issue of Runner's World while I was stuck in the airport last week. I came across this quote and had to chuckle. No matter how ridiculous I look when I run, at least I am out there, right? I will have this quote plastered to the bathroom mirror, on a piece of paper in my wallet, on my fridge, in my gym bag, and pretty much everywhere else I can think of until this process is over. I had put together a pretty tough to-do list for this week. I failed. Miserably. I did make it to the gym, but the two-a-days didn't happen and I only lasted about an hour on each workout.
I dropped the ball on diet this week. I guess not so much "dropped" the ball as slammed it into the ground. I am a little ashamed of myself. I hate dieting!! I wish I was allergic to all junk food and only had a taste for lean protein, fruits, veggies, and whole grain. Wouldn't that be grand! Oh and of course my appetite would suddenly go away after just one serving. I better keep dreaming. Anyway, I picked up a book this week that a friend recommended. It's called Eating Mindfully. If you feel like you have a not-so-great relationship with food I would highly recommend it as well. Several years ago I got myself started on some bad habits when it came to eating.
For a long time I kept myself very busy. In high school I was active. I had school, dance, cheerleading, more dance, a part-time job, and so on to keep me running around all the time. In college I took a full-time schedule of classes and worked at least 30 hours per week as a server and bartender, still finding time in there for football and parties. I started working for Toyota and quickly found I needed to have a second job with that as well. I would start work at 7:00 a.m. then head straight to the job number two that was either bar tending or working retail. I was regularly on my feet for hours at a time, running around, and eating on the go. I never really had time to taste my food. I would just inhale whatever I could going from point A to point B. After moving to Texas, things slowed down (including my metabolism). I was still working full-time, but no second job. My stress level had increased ten fold. I was still chomping down meals while doing something else, never really just enjoying a meal. Until I started reading this book, I didn't realize just how bad this habit was. I now have more time on my hands, but haven't really taken the time to adjust the way I eat. This is my newest task. Trying to establish a new routine with the way I fuel my body. Wish me luck. It's going to be a tough adjustment. It probably sounds really stupid to those of you who are blessed with self control when it comes to eating. I do not have that gift. I have been able to kick soda out of my life, so I guess I can be reprogrammed. It's going to take some major will power and planning. Ugh.
I was really excited to get back to the gym. Could this be a glimpse of the mysterious runner's high? Me, excited about a workout, especially one that is going to hurt? Maybe? I must say, I killed it in my PT sessions. I could tell Jason was pleased to see me come back and hit it hard. I was very surprised at how well I performed, especially after the drinking and heavy food for four days straight. I can really feel a difference in the strength of my legs. I think this is in large part due to those damn squats. Flexibility is another area where I am gaining ground. I'm still waiting to see results in the form of a shrinking waistline. Jason tells me this is likely the last place I will notice it. He tells me the first place the weight shows up is usually the last place it leaves.
Running is still very, very difficult. I sound like a broken record. I bet you are just waiting for the day I start an entry with "I LOVE RUNNING! IT'S THE BEST! I FEEL GREAT!" Well, stay tuned. Maybe I 'll surprise you. I continue to find myself very frustrated. I am experiencing some new foot pain. I don't think the cramping is ever going to go away. I expect that if this is something I stick with that I will always have this issue. In the last 3 weeks or so a new pain has appeared on the top of my left foot and outside of the left foot. One of he guys at the gym re-laced my shoes to help take some of the pressure off the top. I can't tell yet if it's working. Plantar Fasciitis is still a nightmare. I am probably not helping the situation by pounding my feet on the ground on a regular basis, but I only have five more weeks to try to make this thing a reality.
Five weeks: not nearly long enough. My insecurities as a rookie and the fear of failure come to mind every time I set out to the gym. In my head I know that even if I only last one hour that is still a big accomplishment for me. The thing is, I don't sign up for things that I am not 100% certain I will do well. I'm ok with not being the best, but it's important to me to be well above average. I've been this way for as long as I can remember. It gets me totally pissed, too.
I have a trip to Denver planned for the weekend after the race. I plan on either celebrating a personal victory or drowning my sorrows at the Derby Party. While there, I am hoping to be able to set up a couple appointments with Jared's running coach. It can't hurt to consult the pro's. I probably should have done a little more of this in the beginning. Ah, the clarity of hind site!
I was checking out some other races in the area. There is another 1/2 marathon in Bethlehem, PA in October. I have considered signing up for another one to keep a goal out in front of me. I have feeling that I will read that in 5 weeks and respond with an emphatic Hell No! I think another race would be good, but I think a Warrior Dash or Hero Dash might be more fun. We'll just have to see how this thing goes next month.
My More Realistic To-Do List For The Next Week:
1. Gym. 6 days a week. No excuses and giving it hell every time.
2. Continue to schedule enough sleep. I feel like this makes me sound lazy, but over the last week when I didn't get enough sleep it was a nightmare to keep up any part of the rest of the routine. The last week of the month is always extremely stressful and unpredictable. The more rest I get, the better for all parties who interact with me on a daily basis.
3. Eat "mindfully" and make time for meals that aren't eaten at my desk, on the couch, or in the car.
4. Stretch, foam roll, repeat. My I.T. Band and Plantar Fascia need the most work.
5. Morning workouts are happening this week. Even if they are just 20 minute ab routines, morning yoga, or the kettle bell video, there will be some fat blasting or stretching and toning happening in the living room.
Thanks for sticking with me for the last 3 months! We're almost there!!
~"Sully" Sullenberger
I picked up an issue of Runner's World while I was stuck in the airport last week. I came across this quote and had to chuckle. No matter how ridiculous I look when I run, at least I am out there, right? I will have this quote plastered to the bathroom mirror, on a piece of paper in my wallet, on my fridge, in my gym bag, and pretty much everywhere else I can think of until this process is over. I had put together a pretty tough to-do list for this week. I failed. Miserably. I did make it to the gym, but the two-a-days didn't happen and I only lasted about an hour on each workout.
I dropped the ball on diet this week. I guess not so much "dropped" the ball as slammed it into the ground. I am a little ashamed of myself. I hate dieting!! I wish I was allergic to all junk food and only had a taste for lean protein, fruits, veggies, and whole grain. Wouldn't that be grand! Oh and of course my appetite would suddenly go away after just one serving. I better keep dreaming. Anyway, I picked up a book this week that a friend recommended. It's called Eating Mindfully. If you feel like you have a not-so-great relationship with food I would highly recommend it as well. Several years ago I got myself started on some bad habits when it came to eating.
For a long time I kept myself very busy. In high school I was active. I had school, dance, cheerleading, more dance, a part-time job, and so on to keep me running around all the time. In college I took a full-time schedule of classes and worked at least 30 hours per week as a server and bartender, still finding time in there for football and parties. I started working for Toyota and quickly found I needed to have a second job with that as well. I would start work at 7:00 a.m. then head straight to the job number two that was either bar tending or working retail. I was regularly on my feet for hours at a time, running around, and eating on the go. I never really had time to taste my food. I would just inhale whatever I could going from point A to point B. After moving to Texas, things slowed down (including my metabolism). I was still working full-time, but no second job. My stress level had increased ten fold. I was still chomping down meals while doing something else, never really just enjoying a meal. Until I started reading this book, I didn't realize just how bad this habit was. I now have more time on my hands, but haven't really taken the time to adjust the way I eat. This is my newest task. Trying to establish a new routine with the way I fuel my body. Wish me luck. It's going to be a tough adjustment. It probably sounds really stupid to those of you who are blessed with self control when it comes to eating. I do not have that gift. I have been able to kick soda out of my life, so I guess I can be reprogrammed. It's going to take some major will power and planning. Ugh.
I was really excited to get back to the gym. Could this be a glimpse of the mysterious runner's high? Me, excited about a workout, especially one that is going to hurt? Maybe? I must say, I killed it in my PT sessions. I could tell Jason was pleased to see me come back and hit it hard. I was very surprised at how well I performed, especially after the drinking and heavy food for four days straight. I can really feel a difference in the strength of my legs. I think this is in large part due to those damn squats. Flexibility is another area where I am gaining ground. I'm still waiting to see results in the form of a shrinking waistline. Jason tells me this is likely the last place I will notice it. He tells me the first place the weight shows up is usually the last place it leaves.
Running is still very, very difficult. I sound like a broken record. I bet you are just waiting for the day I start an entry with "I LOVE RUNNING! IT'S THE BEST! I FEEL GREAT!" Well, stay tuned. Maybe I 'll surprise you. I continue to find myself very frustrated. I am experiencing some new foot pain. I don't think the cramping is ever going to go away. I expect that if this is something I stick with that I will always have this issue. In the last 3 weeks or so a new pain has appeared on the top of my left foot and outside of the left foot. One of he guys at the gym re-laced my shoes to help take some of the pressure off the top. I can't tell yet if it's working. Plantar Fasciitis is still a nightmare. I am probably not helping the situation by pounding my feet on the ground on a regular basis, but I only have five more weeks to try to make this thing a reality.
Five weeks: not nearly long enough. My insecurities as a rookie and the fear of failure come to mind every time I set out to the gym. In my head I know that even if I only last one hour that is still a big accomplishment for me. The thing is, I don't sign up for things that I am not 100% certain I will do well. I'm ok with not being the best, but it's important to me to be well above average. I've been this way for as long as I can remember. It gets me totally pissed, too.
I have a trip to Denver planned for the weekend after the race. I plan on either celebrating a personal victory or drowning my sorrows at the Derby Party. While there, I am hoping to be able to set up a couple appointments with Jared's running coach. It can't hurt to consult the pro's. I probably should have done a little more of this in the beginning. Ah, the clarity of hind site!
I was checking out some other races in the area. There is another 1/2 marathon in Bethlehem, PA in October. I have considered signing up for another one to keep a goal out in front of me. I have feeling that I will read that in 5 weeks and respond with an emphatic Hell No! I think another race would be good, but I think a Warrior Dash or Hero Dash might be more fun. We'll just have to see how this thing goes next month.
My More Realistic To-Do List For The Next Week:
1. Gym. 6 days a week. No excuses and giving it hell every time.
2. Continue to schedule enough sleep. I feel like this makes me sound lazy, but over the last week when I didn't get enough sleep it was a nightmare to keep up any part of the rest of the routine. The last week of the month is always extremely stressful and unpredictable. The more rest I get, the better for all parties who interact with me on a daily basis.
3. Eat "mindfully" and make time for meals that aren't eaten at my desk, on the couch, or in the car.
4. Stretch, foam roll, repeat. My I.T. Band and Plantar Fascia need the most work.
5. Morning workouts are happening this week. Even if they are just 20 minute ab routines, morning yoga, or the kettle bell video, there will be some fat blasting or stretching and toning happening in the living room.
Thanks for sticking with me for the last 3 months! We're almost there!!
Tuesday, March 19, 2013
Week Ten
I'm late with my post this week in large part due to over indulging while in Chicago. Excellent, much overdue, and somewhat detrimental to this process, yet much needed for my sanity. I was able to make some long overdue visits to some great friends, not to mention meet some kick ass new folks. It's incredibly likely that my day of binge drinking and debauchery replaced much of the good I have done over the last few weeks. It was a great weekend that wouldn't have been complete without a 4 hour delay at O'Hare. This delay helped a little.
I was killing some time in terminal 3 so I headed to Starbucks. I started chatting with a lady sitting there. She had on some awesome running shoes. When I complimented them she mentioned she had just completed the NYC Marathon that weekend. I (a little too enthusiastically) replied with "REALLY!!?? I'm doing my first 1/2 in April!" I started picking her brain. It was her first race. Her training sounded a lot like mine and she said she had to do a lot of walking. This scared me a little bit because it was clear that this lady was quite fit; far more fit then me. If she had struggles what on earth have I gotten myself into?? She said she had never even completed a 5k and only trained for about 6 weeks. She finished, but said it was hell and she was in a crazy amount of pain. Awesome. Pain. I hate discomfort, let alone pain! It was nice to chat with someone who has recently been there and was also a rookie. Hope! There is hope!
So the workouts have been on hold for four days. Since I had plenty of time on my hands at the airport yesterday I did some walking. Lots and lots of walking. A three hour walk to be precise. I don't think this is what Jared had in mind when he said I need to do some workouts that are long and it was hardly an endurance exercise but it did keep me in my fat burning zone 2 for three hours. My feet were killing me when I was done. Thank goodness I packed some extra sweats. :)
My workouts last week with Jason last week were intense. He brought out two interesting new torture devices: battle ropes and the prowler. Holy shit. If you watch The Biggest Loser then you've seen the battle ropes. Who knew that swinging some ropes would be so painful and exhausting. I'm wimpy! The prowler reminded me of a plow. It was pretty tough as well, but not as bad as the ropes. It's a good thing that was the last exercise for the night. I was spent.
So that leads me into this week. I have got to double down this week and pick up the pace. Weekend workouts are about to get a lot longer and the diet is going to have to be strict this week to try to undo some of this past weekend.
I found a pretty good new breakfast recipe. It's a good substitute for oatmeal. It's a spiced quinoa with apples. Pretty good stuff. Also, my friend Kate had passed on an awesome stuffed peppers recipe. I don't love the peppers part, but the filling is really awesome in a burrito with some scrambled eggs for breakfast. I'll probably be eating a lot of that this week.
My to-do list for the rest of the week:
1. 90 minute minimum workouts Tuesday-Friday
2. Two-a-days on Saturday and Sunday
3. No more than 1500 calories a day for the next two weeks and not a single item from a restaurant
4. Get my sleep schedule back on track
Until next week...
I was killing some time in terminal 3 so I headed to Starbucks. I started chatting with a lady sitting there. She had on some awesome running shoes. When I complimented them she mentioned she had just completed the NYC Marathon that weekend. I (a little too enthusiastically) replied with "REALLY!!?? I'm doing my first 1/2 in April!" I started picking her brain. It was her first race. Her training sounded a lot like mine and she said she had to do a lot of walking. This scared me a little bit because it was clear that this lady was quite fit; far more fit then me. If she had struggles what on earth have I gotten myself into?? She said she had never even completed a 5k and only trained for about 6 weeks. She finished, but said it was hell and she was in a crazy amount of pain. Awesome. Pain. I hate discomfort, let alone pain! It was nice to chat with someone who has recently been there and was also a rookie. Hope! There is hope!
So the workouts have been on hold for four days. Since I had plenty of time on my hands at the airport yesterday I did some walking. Lots and lots of walking. A three hour walk to be precise. I don't think this is what Jared had in mind when he said I need to do some workouts that are long and it was hardly an endurance exercise but it did keep me in my fat burning zone 2 for three hours. My feet were killing me when I was done. Thank goodness I packed some extra sweats. :)
My workouts last week with Jason last week were intense. He brought out two interesting new torture devices: battle ropes and the prowler. Holy shit. If you watch The Biggest Loser then you've seen the battle ropes. Who knew that swinging some ropes would be so painful and exhausting. I'm wimpy! The prowler reminded me of a plow. It was pretty tough as well, but not as bad as the ropes. It's a good thing that was the last exercise for the night. I was spent.
So that leads me into this week. I have got to double down this week and pick up the pace. Weekend workouts are about to get a lot longer and the diet is going to have to be strict this week to try to undo some of this past weekend.
I found a pretty good new breakfast recipe. It's a good substitute for oatmeal. It's a spiced quinoa with apples. Pretty good stuff. Also, my friend Kate had passed on an awesome stuffed peppers recipe. I don't love the peppers part, but the filling is really awesome in a burrito with some scrambled eggs for breakfast. I'll probably be eating a lot of that this week.
My to-do list for the rest of the week:
1. 90 minute minimum workouts Tuesday-Friday
2. Two-a-days on Saturday and Sunday
3. No more than 1500 calories a day for the next two weeks and not a single item from a restaurant
4. Get my sleep schedule back on track
Until next week...
Friday, March 8, 2013
Week Nine
No more Mr. Nice Trainer. Apparently, Personal Trainer Jason has been watching P90X and Insanity workout video infomercials all week because that is a lot what my workouts with him resembled this week. Holy shit. Yep. This calls for cuss words. There is no other way for me to add the appropriate amount of emphasis. Yeah, yeah, I know swearing is ignorant and all that, but those of you that know (and love) me, know that I have a potty mouth. To say it was the hardest thing I have survived is an accurate statement. Kind of pathetic, but accurate. I would like to emphasize the word "survived". By the end of it I laid down (ok so I fell down) on the turf and told Jason he was mean and that I hated him. He replied with a chuckle and something like, "Good! That means I did a good job!" Sadist.
We had decided a couple weeks ago that we need to kick it up a notch and he did just that! Simply making it through these new routines is truly a challenge. We are "waking up" muscles that I don't think have been used in years. There for a while, I was getting off pretty easy. I was waking up nearly every day without that 'who beat the crap out of me in my sleep' feeling. It's back! I kind of don't mind it. It feels like accomplishment.
I got back on the treadmill regularly for the first time in a couple weeks. The antibiotic side effects aren't completely gone, but have dissipated enough to get me moving like I should be. Hopefully, next week I can get after it a little more intensely. Running is still very difficult and I look like a hot mess when I do it. I can't go for very long still, only a few minutes. My recovery time continues to improve so at least I can get after it much more quickly each time. My feet are still a nightmare. The cramping just doesn't seem to be improving no matter how much stretching and massaging I do. Plantar Fasciitis is also making me want to drop to the ground in pain each morning. So frustrating!!!
So my gym has this program called Parisi Speed School. I don't know all the details of the program, but essentially it's a training program to help build strength and endurance in runners. They workout around the same time I do. Remember a few weeks back when I referenced Dream Runner Hilaree? Well, I think I have met the real life version. This girl just seems to float when she runs and she probably thinks I am a total creeper because I look on with envy. Did I mention this girl is only about 11 or 12 years old? She is more athletic than I ever could imagine being and she makes it look so effortless. I never would have thought I would aspire to be like an 11 or 12 year old! I guess we can learn from all ages.
I still don't understand the whole hydration/nutrition while working out thing, I suppose because I am not working out as hard as a seasoned runner. I know when I am thirsty, but I don't understand what people mean when they talk about using the gels during their runs. How do you know when you need them? Are you supposed to keep a granola bar or something with you? I just don't get this part because I have been able to stand to exert myself this much. Mike or Jared, maybe this would be a good topic for one of you to tackle?
I have a renewed sense of drive this week. Last week was definitely a low point. Month end is always a little bit of a nightmare with my stress level at work adding fuel to the fire. Take that and add not feeling well and it made for a real dud.
I keep waiting for that whole "runner's high" thing to happen, I guess in my case it would be just a general exercise high since the whole running thing isn't coming together so well. I think my endorphins are broken. Do those come in pill form? If so, I need a script for that! I bet Jared, PharmD could answer that one. ;)
I'm really looking forward to my Chicago trip for St. Patty's Day. I really need a get away and to see some friends. My friend Kristen and I had thrown around the idea of doing a 5k on Saturday morning, but we decided to scratch it in favor of fun. I know this is not great for my training, but I really need a sanity break.
Lessons Learned:
1. Body Glide is the best product ever. I wish they made a Body Glide shower. I could just coat myself in that stuff. It is now essential to every workout, no matter what I do.
2. Several day-to-day things that I didn't even realize had become difficult are now easier as I get stronger. Things like getting up off the floor and walking up and down the stairs quickly. I have also noticed that my normal pace when walking around the office, in a parking lot, etc. has picked up a bit and carrying in several bags of groceries is a breeze. Pathetic, yes, but this is supposed to be an honest account of this process and those are some everyday things that I can do with ease now. I am choosing to celebrate the small things since the big things are going to take a while.
3. I am no the proud owner of some dorky weight lifting gloves to try to keep calluses away from my hands. I was getting my nails done the other day and was called out by my manicurist about my rough hands. If she things that's bad, she's lucky I didn't ask for a pedicure because my feet are atrocious.
4. My diet and cravings are still my biggest challenge. I'm an emotional (over)eater and while I am getting better, it is still very much a struggle. Thanks to all of you who have passed on great recipes. I have tried some really great dishes thanks to your suggestions.
I have some really great people in my corner! I am so incredibly shocked at the number of people who have reached out to comment on posts or on Facebook. Never in a million years would I have thought more than the 4 immediate family members, wait make that 3 since Dad hates the internet, would care about what I was doing and show so much support. I know that if I don't give this my all, even if that means not finishing, I will have some serious explaining to do! Here is a link to another article that contains some wisdom.
We had decided a couple weeks ago that we need to kick it up a notch and he did just that! Simply making it through these new routines is truly a challenge. We are "waking up" muscles that I don't think have been used in years. There for a while, I was getting off pretty easy. I was waking up nearly every day without that 'who beat the crap out of me in my sleep' feeling. It's back! I kind of don't mind it. It feels like accomplishment.
I got back on the treadmill regularly for the first time in a couple weeks. The antibiotic side effects aren't completely gone, but have dissipated enough to get me moving like I should be. Hopefully, next week I can get after it a little more intensely. Running is still very difficult and I look like a hot mess when I do it. I can't go for very long still, only a few minutes. My recovery time continues to improve so at least I can get after it much more quickly each time. My feet are still a nightmare. The cramping just doesn't seem to be improving no matter how much stretching and massaging I do. Plantar Fasciitis is also making me want to drop to the ground in pain each morning. So frustrating!!!
So my gym has this program called Parisi Speed School. I don't know all the details of the program, but essentially it's a training program to help build strength and endurance in runners. They workout around the same time I do. Remember a few weeks back when I referenced Dream Runner Hilaree? Well, I think I have met the real life version. This girl just seems to float when she runs and she probably thinks I am a total creeper because I look on with envy. Did I mention this girl is only about 11 or 12 years old? She is more athletic than I ever could imagine being and she makes it look so effortless. I never would have thought I would aspire to be like an 11 or 12 year old! I guess we can learn from all ages.
I still don't understand the whole hydration/nutrition while working out thing, I suppose because I am not working out as hard as a seasoned runner. I know when I am thirsty, but I don't understand what people mean when they talk about using the gels during their runs. How do you know when you need them? Are you supposed to keep a granola bar or something with you? I just don't get this part because I have been able to stand to exert myself this much. Mike or Jared, maybe this would be a good topic for one of you to tackle?
I have a renewed sense of drive this week. Last week was definitely a low point. Month end is always a little bit of a nightmare with my stress level at work adding fuel to the fire. Take that and add not feeling well and it made for a real dud.
I keep waiting for that whole "runner's high" thing to happen, I guess in my case it would be just a general exercise high since the whole running thing isn't coming together so well. I think my endorphins are broken. Do those come in pill form? If so, I need a script for that! I bet Jared, PharmD could answer that one. ;)
I'm really looking forward to my Chicago trip for St. Patty's Day. I really need a get away and to see some friends. My friend Kristen and I had thrown around the idea of doing a 5k on Saturday morning, but we decided to scratch it in favor of fun. I know this is not great for my training, but I really need a sanity break.
Lessons Learned:
1. Body Glide is the best product ever. I wish they made a Body Glide shower. I could just coat myself in that stuff. It is now essential to every workout, no matter what I do.
2. Several day-to-day things that I didn't even realize had become difficult are now easier as I get stronger. Things like getting up off the floor and walking up and down the stairs quickly. I have also noticed that my normal pace when walking around the office, in a parking lot, etc. has picked up a bit and carrying in several bags of groceries is a breeze. Pathetic, yes, but this is supposed to be an honest account of this process and those are some everyday things that I can do with ease now. I am choosing to celebrate the small things since the big things are going to take a while.
3. I am no the proud owner of some dorky weight lifting gloves to try to keep calluses away from my hands. I was getting my nails done the other day and was called out by my manicurist about my rough hands. If she things that's bad, she's lucky I didn't ask for a pedicure because my feet are atrocious.
4. My diet and cravings are still my biggest challenge. I'm an emotional (over)eater and while I am getting better, it is still very much a struggle. Thanks to all of you who have passed on great recipes. I have tried some really great dishes thanks to your suggestions.
I have some really great people in my corner! I am so incredibly shocked at the number of people who have reached out to comment on posts or on Facebook. Never in a million years would I have thought more than the 4 immediate family members, wait make that 3 since Dad hates the internet, would care about what I was doing and show so much support. I know that if I don't give this my all, even if that means not finishing, I will have some serious explaining to do! Here is a link to another article that contains some wisdom.
Sunday, March 3, 2013
And another thing...
I completely forgot that I wanted to include this link. I found this on CNN this morning and related to it so much I had to share. Right down to the plantar fasciitis! If you have ever suffered from that, you know the meaning of pain! When I first read this I started clapping: someone who gets me!
http://www.cnn.com/2013/03/01/health/fit-nation-stacy-runner/index.html
http://www.cnn.com/2013/03/01/health/fit-nation-stacy-runner/index.html
Week Eight
Eight weeks down, eight weeks to go. Half way there, but feeling further away than ever. This may be a little TMI for some of you, so be warned.
Having a sister that is a nurse and a brother that is a pharmacist makes me think I too am a medically trained professional. I have a habit of diagnosing myself with all kinds of illnesses some of which include pertussis, H1N1, clostridium difficile, anemia, and solar dermatitis just to name a few. I even diagnosed one of my co-workers the other day. I was even correct with that one! Who needs a medical degree? With Google, I can do anything. So anyway, last week I was not feeling good at all. All things were pointing to a UTI so I grabbed some cranberry juice and started pushing lots of fluids determined to flush out whatever was bugging me. Well, that didn't work. Starting Tuesday night I had extreme back pain to go with it.
At first I thought the back pain was from working out. I had a pretty tough training session that evening so I thought the back ache was from that. I have a pretty strong threshold for pain, but when it wakes me up out of a heavy sleep I know it's bad. I popped a couple Advil, grabbed my heating pad, and laid back down. I took my temperature, but no fever so I went back to bed. This went on the next night as well. Since I didn't have a primary care physician I consulted my other medical team: my siblings. Meagan works the night shift which is great on nights when I can't sleep! It's nice to be able to text for help. She said I better get to a doctor. One of my coworkers called her doctor and spoke to him personally, I guess she has known him forever, and asked if he could take a look at me. So I went in and had some lab work done and sure enough I have a "severe" ascending UTI. Finally! A correct self diagnosis!! Infection=Antibiotics. Uh oh.
I have been very fortunate with my health. In the past 10 years I can only think of 3 times that I have had to take an antibiotic. One of those times was when I was certain I had c.diff as a result of those antibiotics. I do not react well to antibiotics. I am lucky enough to get the most unpleasant of the side effects. Side effects that make running, jogging, lifting weights, or any other movement risky to say the least. As a result my workouts really suffered. I did make it to the gym, but my workouts were not what they needed to be. They were probably some of the lightest to date. I also had to scrap one of my training sessions last week. That's not good for the routine. Not good at all.
While I was visiting the doctor the other day he asked me the dreaded question that I have been asked in every doctors appointment for the last 5 years: What are you doing about your weight? I fight back tears every time I get this question. Let's see, what haven't I tried? I have tried Weight Watchers three times and failed three times. I have tried The South Beach Diet only to find that a life without carbs is no life I want to lead. I have tried prescription phentermine and similar over-the-counter stimulants that not only make me want to climb the walls, but are also a really bad idea for people with generalized anxiety like myself, unless of course you are looking for the mother of all panic attacks that will keep you from living like a normal human being for at least a week. Let's see Doc, what am I doing about my weight? Let's talk about that.
For starters, I signed up for a 1/2 marathon that I have absolutely no chance of finishing at this point. I am going to the gym 6 days a week and spending every extra penny I have on personal training and a gym membership. I am not enjoying the foods I love. I am becoming accustomed to sore muscles and achy feet. I am doing my best to eat a balanced diet. I am not drinking diet coke, or any other soda for that matter. I am not drinking alcohol. I truly miss enjoying a cold beer at the end of a long day at work. I am spending half of each lunch break walking laps in the parking lot or making a mad dash home because I forgot my gym bag and I know that if I don't go to the gym straight from work the chances of me getting there that day decrease by at least 95%. I am making sure that at least 80% of the items in my grocery cart are fruits and veggies. I have been doing this for eight weeks. Oh yeah doc, and did I mention I haven't lost a single pound? Not more than 1 inch? Please, remind me again that I need to whittle away at my BMI, because I had no idea that I am tipping the scale more than 100 pounds higher that I should be. I don't know if he was ready for my sarcastic, angry response to his question.
My appointment wasn't all bad. It was actually kinda of reassuring. Dr. Small said he wasn't surprised to hear that I have not lost any weight yet. This is something my brother has tried to drive into my head as well. In my mind, every time I get on the treadmill I am burning at least 900 calories, when in reality I am not moving very fast or very far. He was happy to hear that I have established a healthier routine. He wanted to do a follow up in 6 months just to see how it is going. He said if I haven't lost at least 25 pounds by August then we should do some lab work and look into a referral to a bariatric specialist. Bariatric Specialist? I think that might have been a scary enough suggestion to amp up this workout routine.
So this week my news is less about my progress and more about the discouraging things that hold me back. I know that 8 weeks isn't nearly enough time to turn around 10 years of bad habits. I know that it's harder to make good choices than convenient choices when it comes to exercise and diet. I know all those sensible things, but I wish it wasn't so damn hard!
Lessons learned:
1. Sticking with it is MORE than half the battle in my case. It's the entire battle.
2. Acid reflux sucks and Advil makes it worse.
3. Confidence definitely comes in waves with this thing. 8 weeks ago I was ready to kick this races ass. 8 weeks to go and I am ready to throw in the towel.
Having a sister that is a nurse and a brother that is a pharmacist makes me think I too am a medically trained professional. I have a habit of diagnosing myself with all kinds of illnesses some of which include pertussis, H1N1, clostridium difficile, anemia, and solar dermatitis just to name a few. I even diagnosed one of my co-workers the other day. I was even correct with that one! Who needs a medical degree? With Google, I can do anything. So anyway, last week I was not feeling good at all. All things were pointing to a UTI so I grabbed some cranberry juice and started pushing lots of fluids determined to flush out whatever was bugging me. Well, that didn't work. Starting Tuesday night I had extreme back pain to go with it.
At first I thought the back pain was from working out. I had a pretty tough training session that evening so I thought the back ache was from that. I have a pretty strong threshold for pain, but when it wakes me up out of a heavy sleep I know it's bad. I popped a couple Advil, grabbed my heating pad, and laid back down. I took my temperature, but no fever so I went back to bed. This went on the next night as well. Since I didn't have a primary care physician I consulted my other medical team: my siblings. Meagan works the night shift which is great on nights when I can't sleep! It's nice to be able to text for help. She said I better get to a doctor. One of my coworkers called her doctor and spoke to him personally, I guess she has known him forever, and asked if he could take a look at me. So I went in and had some lab work done and sure enough I have a "severe" ascending UTI. Finally! A correct self diagnosis!! Infection=Antibiotics. Uh oh.
I have been very fortunate with my health. In the past 10 years I can only think of 3 times that I have had to take an antibiotic. One of those times was when I was certain I had c.diff as a result of those antibiotics. I do not react well to antibiotics. I am lucky enough to get the most unpleasant of the side effects. Side effects that make running, jogging, lifting weights, or any other movement risky to say the least. As a result my workouts really suffered. I did make it to the gym, but my workouts were not what they needed to be. They were probably some of the lightest to date. I also had to scrap one of my training sessions last week. That's not good for the routine. Not good at all.
While I was visiting the doctor the other day he asked me the dreaded question that I have been asked in every doctors appointment for the last 5 years: What are you doing about your weight? I fight back tears every time I get this question. Let's see, what haven't I tried? I have tried Weight Watchers three times and failed three times. I have tried The South Beach Diet only to find that a life without carbs is no life I want to lead. I have tried prescription phentermine and similar over-the-counter stimulants that not only make me want to climb the walls, but are also a really bad idea for people with generalized anxiety like myself, unless of course you are looking for the mother of all panic attacks that will keep you from living like a normal human being for at least a week. Let's see Doc, what am I doing about my weight? Let's talk about that.
For starters, I signed up for a 1/2 marathon that I have absolutely no chance of finishing at this point. I am going to the gym 6 days a week and spending every extra penny I have on personal training and a gym membership. I am not enjoying the foods I love. I am becoming accustomed to sore muscles and achy feet. I am doing my best to eat a balanced diet. I am not drinking diet coke, or any other soda for that matter. I am not drinking alcohol. I truly miss enjoying a cold beer at the end of a long day at work. I am spending half of each lunch break walking laps in the parking lot or making a mad dash home because I forgot my gym bag and I know that if I don't go to the gym straight from work the chances of me getting there that day decrease by at least 95%. I am making sure that at least 80% of the items in my grocery cart are fruits and veggies. I have been doing this for eight weeks. Oh yeah doc, and did I mention I haven't lost a single pound? Not more than 1 inch? Please, remind me again that I need to whittle away at my BMI, because I had no idea that I am tipping the scale more than 100 pounds higher that I should be. I don't know if he was ready for my sarcastic, angry response to his question.
My appointment wasn't all bad. It was actually kinda of reassuring. Dr. Small said he wasn't surprised to hear that I have not lost any weight yet. This is something my brother has tried to drive into my head as well. In my mind, every time I get on the treadmill I am burning at least 900 calories, when in reality I am not moving very fast or very far. He was happy to hear that I have established a healthier routine. He wanted to do a follow up in 6 months just to see how it is going. He said if I haven't lost at least 25 pounds by August then we should do some lab work and look into a referral to a bariatric specialist. Bariatric Specialist? I think that might have been a scary enough suggestion to amp up this workout routine.
So this week my news is less about my progress and more about the discouraging things that hold me back. I know that 8 weeks isn't nearly enough time to turn around 10 years of bad habits. I know that it's harder to make good choices than convenient choices when it comes to exercise and diet. I know all those sensible things, but I wish it wasn't so damn hard!
Lessons learned:
1. Sticking with it is MORE than half the battle in my case. It's the entire battle.
2. Acid reflux sucks and Advil makes it worse.
3. Confidence definitely comes in waves with this thing. 8 weeks ago I was ready to kick this races ass. 8 weeks to go and I am ready to throw in the towel.
Sunday, February 24, 2013
Week Seven
If I ever win the lottery I am going to do a couple of things. First, hire a driver. I don't want to ever have to deal with parking again. Second, I am going to start a business that makes workout clothing for people who are not a size 12 or under. This continues to be an area of major frustration for me. I have tried just about every brand out there and am still having trouble finding clothes that fit well for workouts. I mean come on! We are the ones that need to workout, right?
My friend Michelle sent me a message the other day. She is frustrated about weight loss just like me. She has been hitting the workouts hard and has even taken he diet part much further than I have, but is also frustrated not seeing the scale move. It's good to know someone is in it with me. I guess Jared was right, but I'm just not real great when it comes to patience.
I feel a bit like I am starting from scratch. Since I took the week off running for my temper tantrum, getting back into it is proving to be difficult. This is a pretty common theme for me. I am really good at starting things. Not so good with the follow through. At least when it comes to activities at the gym.
During one of my training sessions last week Jason had me get on the scale. I hate that part. Especially this particular scale. It broke down my weight in pounds of lean muscle and pounds of fat. I don't know how it did that. I about puked when I read the report: about 40% of my body weight is fat. 40%!!!! Gross!!! When I learn things like that I fall into a funk; I want to be motivated by it, but more often find myself feeling very defeated. He thinks that we need to do some calorie cutting. I have been trying to stick to 2200/day, he wants me under 2000/day for a while to see if that helps. This translates to me as: you're going to be sooooo hungry! I picked up a couple new cookbooks to try to help. One is called The Acid Reflux Solution. That one I am really hoping lives up to it's title because acid reflux is a nightmare I have been living with for years. Waking up every night with terrible heartburn despite medicating and watching what I eat has been a less than fun reality. The other two are low carb cookbooks that boast 200 Flavorful recipes. I'll be the judge of that.
I am going to Chicago for St. Patty's Day to visit some friends. While there I am going to do a 5k. I plan on doing another 5k the first week of April. It's hard to believe the race is only two months away. Time has gone fast. Progress has been slow.
This & that from week 7:
1. Diets are hard to stick with. Even when they make you feel better. I would just rather have pizza and cupcakes. It's true.
2. I'm taking any suggestions for good recipes that are low carb and don't taste like cardboard.
3. Blisters are no longer making my life hell! YAY!!
4. Almost two months without diet coke and it didn't kill me. Also have been off beer for that long as well.
5. I'm thinking about buying a juicer. Does anyone have one that they love?
Thanks for stopping by. Have a great week!
My friend Michelle sent me a message the other day. She is frustrated about weight loss just like me. She has been hitting the workouts hard and has even taken he diet part much further than I have, but is also frustrated not seeing the scale move. It's good to know someone is in it with me. I guess Jared was right, but I'm just not real great when it comes to patience.
I feel a bit like I am starting from scratch. Since I took the week off running for my temper tantrum, getting back into it is proving to be difficult. This is a pretty common theme for me. I am really good at starting things. Not so good with the follow through. At least when it comes to activities at the gym.
During one of my training sessions last week Jason had me get on the scale. I hate that part. Especially this particular scale. It broke down my weight in pounds of lean muscle and pounds of fat. I don't know how it did that. I about puked when I read the report: about 40% of my body weight is fat. 40%!!!! Gross!!! When I learn things like that I fall into a funk; I want to be motivated by it, but more often find myself feeling very defeated. He thinks that we need to do some calorie cutting. I have been trying to stick to 2200/day, he wants me under 2000/day for a while to see if that helps. This translates to me as: you're going to be sooooo hungry! I picked up a couple new cookbooks to try to help. One is called The Acid Reflux Solution. That one I am really hoping lives up to it's title because acid reflux is a nightmare I have been living with for years. Waking up every night with terrible heartburn despite medicating and watching what I eat has been a less than fun reality. The other two are low carb cookbooks that boast 200 Flavorful recipes. I'll be the judge of that.
I am going to Chicago for St. Patty's Day to visit some friends. While there I am going to do a 5k. I plan on doing another 5k the first week of April. It's hard to believe the race is only two months away. Time has gone fast. Progress has been slow.
This & that from week 7:
1. Diets are hard to stick with. Even when they make you feel better. I would just rather have pizza and cupcakes. It's true.
2. I'm taking any suggestions for good recipes that are low carb and don't taste like cardboard.
3. Blisters are no longer making my life hell! YAY!!
4. Almost two months without diet coke and it didn't kill me. Also have been off beer for that long as well.
5. I'm thinking about buying a juicer. Does anyone have one that they love?
Thanks for stopping by. Have a great week!
Tuesday, February 19, 2013
Week 6.5
And now for a more optimistic mid-week update. I am starting to think that my trainer is paying people to give me pep talks, which is totally fine by me. I had a little bit of a freak out during one of our workouts last week. I almost starting bawling because I was so frustrated. I hadn't lost any weight, I was (and still am) having issues every time I try to set out jogging and consequently am not making near the progress I had hoped for. Take that and add an overwhelming week at work and I as kinda pissy and upset. He suggested that we change some things up and he start "pushing me harder". I agreed we needed to do somethings differently, but then before I could even stop myself I let out a stern warning: "If you go all Jillian Michaels on me and yell at me even once I will punch you in the throat." I think he may find me a little crazy.
So anyway, the pep talks. So today as I was struggling through our work out. There are always several other people around also working with trainers in the same area. When we finished up today, one of the ladies that was working out nearby caught up with me on the track and asked how things were going and we started chatting. She is definitely fit. She complimented my dedication and said that she has noticed me improving over the last few weeks and to "keep at it". That was nice to hear. Especially since I have no clue who this lady is.
Next up is Personal Trainer John, another Iron Man, much like my brother. As I am stretching he asks if I have an event coming up and pulls up some floor. I tell him which one and he knows all about that particular race and said he knows the director. He thinks it's a good one to try first. He thinks an "all girl" event is a good place to start for first time female runners. I told him about my progress (and lack there of) to date. He was encouraging and seems to think that as long as I keep doing what I am doing and stick to the training routine, even if I can't do it all in running, but meet the specified duration in cardio activity that I will be fine. This goes along with what Jared's coaching suggested as well. It's nice to get some advice that matches! Don't get me wrong, I appreciate ALL advice that I have been given so keep it coming!
So as I am starting week 7 I am feeling much better than last week. I am sure the roller coaster ride will continue with good weeks and bad weeks.
Lessons Learned:
1. Cramping is no fun. I repeat, NO FUN. I have been getting calf cramps in the middle of the night and boy do those wake you up in a jolt! And the soreness! That lasts for a couple days too. I hate leg cramps
2. I needs suggestions on how to prevent leg cramps. Things tried so far are foam rolling every night, trying my best to stay hydrated, NUUN is my hydration choice so far but may need to be revisited, and stretching. Lots of stretching.
3. I added some Gin Wigmore to my playlist. Some good beats to trot along with.
4. During my workouts with Jason I am having a lot of lower back cramping, particularly doing weighted squats and dead lifts. Anyone have some good exercises to strengthen this area?
Here's to a better week! Thanks for all the support!
So anyway, the pep talks. So today as I was struggling through our work out. There are always several other people around also working with trainers in the same area. When we finished up today, one of the ladies that was working out nearby caught up with me on the track and asked how things were going and we started chatting. She is definitely fit. She complimented my dedication and said that she has noticed me improving over the last few weeks and to "keep at it". That was nice to hear. Especially since I have no clue who this lady is.
Next up is Personal Trainer John, another Iron Man, much like my brother. As I am stretching he asks if I have an event coming up and pulls up some floor. I tell him which one and he knows all about that particular race and said he knows the director. He thinks it's a good one to try first. He thinks an "all girl" event is a good place to start for first time female runners. I told him about my progress (and lack there of) to date. He was encouraging and seems to think that as long as I keep doing what I am doing and stick to the training routine, even if I can't do it all in running, but meet the specified duration in cardio activity that I will be fine. This goes along with what Jared's coaching suggested as well. It's nice to get some advice that matches! Don't get me wrong, I appreciate ALL advice that I have been given so keep it coming!
So as I am starting week 7 I am feeling much better than last week. I am sure the roller coaster ride will continue with good weeks and bad weeks.
Lessons Learned:
1. Cramping is no fun. I repeat, NO FUN. I have been getting calf cramps in the middle of the night and boy do those wake you up in a jolt! And the soreness! That lasts for a couple days too. I hate leg cramps
2. I needs suggestions on how to prevent leg cramps. Things tried so far are foam rolling every night, trying my best to stay hydrated, NUUN is my hydration choice so far but may need to be revisited, and stretching. Lots of stretching.
3. I added some Gin Wigmore to my playlist. Some good beats to trot along with.
4. During my workouts with Jason I am having a lot of lower back cramping, particularly doing weighted squats and dead lifts. Anyone have some good exercises to strengthen this area?
Here's to a better week! Thanks for all the support!
Saturday, February 16, 2013
Week Six
I can't mark this week as a complete failure, but it wasn't great. I didn't run at all. I couldn't do it. With the foot issue still causing problems, my trainer recommended I take a week off running and do some other cardio. So I did. I feel like I set myself back; not overall, but in the running department. I would be lying if I said I was just dying to go running. Quite frankly, I could never run again and be okay with it. I would feel guilty if I didn't go to the gym as much as I have been, but that's it.
I'm not going to quit trying to pull this off, but I really question how realistic this goal is. I was expecting bigger things at this point. Kind of a blah post, but no real excitement this week. I'll do a mid-week check in once I have some more to report.
I'm not going to quit trying to pull this off, but I really question how realistic this goal is. I was expecting bigger things at this point. Kind of a blah post, but no real excitement this week. I'll do a mid-week check in once I have some more to report.
Friday, February 8, 2013
Week Five
Warning! You are about to read some complaining. Some major complaining.
Week 5 has come and gone. All I want is a pedicure. I haven't had one since before Christmas and It's killing me. I usually go every week or every two weeks. My feet look disgusting and are peeling and callused and just gross. Oh yeah, two of my toenails have fallen off completely and most of my other toenails have cracked. I wasn't expecting that this early in the game. Thank goodness it isn't sandal season.
I am very disappointed with my progress in the running department. I keep expecting my legs to catch up with me and carry me a little further each time, but it just isn't happening. I know I haven't been doing this long, but COME ON!! When will I be able to make some progress? It's getting a little annoying. AND I haven't lost a single pound. Not one. I haven't gained anything, but still I was hoping to drop at least 5-10 pounds the first month. Grrrr. Damn it.
As far as the whole running thing goes I am getting frustrated. My feet continue to bother me. I have had plantar faciitis for a long time. My right foot still bothers me regularly, but doesn't keep me from exercising like it use to. Now my feet have a new little trick they are trying out on me. They cramp up and even though my legs might be able to carry me for another 45 seconds (which is kinda of a lot for me), I have to lower the speed and walk it off for another 30 seconds or so, sometimes stopping all together and stretching each foot. I know this is a lot for my body to get use to, but I was really hoping to log my first continuous mile this week. I am disappointed.
As a result of the foot cramp issues, I have been spending as much time as I can stand on the treadmill then heading into the cycling studio and grinding away on one of the bikes for the remainder of the workout and concentrating on keeping my heart rate in the right zone. This is also keeping me from getting bored, which is good. I have set a new personal record for sticking with something. Usually I only make it about 3 weeks.
Personal Training: Going well. Getting stronger. Dead lifts are very heavy and push ups are very hard, even when those push ups are against a wall. Squats are like a nightmare. Planks are getting easier. We started doing box jumps this week. Yuck yuck and more yuck on those. There is a lot of lead in my butt. Even with all those negative statements, I actually really enjoy my sessions. I think I am enjoying this more because it has been easier to track my progress. I have lost 1 inch off my waist. I guess that is something to be happy about. Especially because I have only be ADDING inches to my waist over the years. :) 1 point for Hilaree!
I had a major moment of weakness last weekend. I was in Bethesda getting my hair done. Well, Dry Bar, my hair place, is right next door to Georgetown Cupcakes. If you ever have the opportunity to stop by one of these cupcake shops do not pass it up! The Vanilla Squared is to die for. I went in and was going to get just one. After all, I had survived my 80 minute workout that morning. Well, It happened to be 30 minutes before closing so all the cupcakes were half price. I bought four. Yes, four. I enjoyed ever last crumb of each of them. The guilt from that has carried through the rest of the week, but it was worth it.
Lessons learned:
1. I am starting to like my weight training workouts.
2. I miss drinking beer. I haven't had one since Christmas.
3. Vitamins that contain stimulants don't work for me. The racing heart rate and excessive sweating were kind of terrifying. No more GNC Be Hot vitapacks for me.
4. Running dreams have stopped recently. Kind of a bummer. I liked to see what Dream Runner Hilaree was up to.
5. I hate that there are full length mirrors all over the gym. It makes me self conscious.
Thanks for keeping up with me. I almost forgot: no one has confessed to sending me my care package. If you must stay silent I'm ok with that. Thanks again! Looking forward to your feedback. Have a great week.
Week 5 has come and gone. All I want is a pedicure. I haven't had one since before Christmas and It's killing me. I usually go every week or every two weeks. My feet look disgusting and are peeling and callused and just gross. Oh yeah, two of my toenails have fallen off completely and most of my other toenails have cracked. I wasn't expecting that this early in the game. Thank goodness it isn't sandal season.
I am very disappointed with my progress in the running department. I keep expecting my legs to catch up with me and carry me a little further each time, but it just isn't happening. I know I haven't been doing this long, but COME ON!! When will I be able to make some progress? It's getting a little annoying. AND I haven't lost a single pound. Not one. I haven't gained anything, but still I was hoping to drop at least 5-10 pounds the first month. Grrrr. Damn it.
As far as the whole running thing goes I am getting frustrated. My feet continue to bother me. I have had plantar faciitis for a long time. My right foot still bothers me regularly, but doesn't keep me from exercising like it use to. Now my feet have a new little trick they are trying out on me. They cramp up and even though my legs might be able to carry me for another 45 seconds (which is kinda of a lot for me), I have to lower the speed and walk it off for another 30 seconds or so, sometimes stopping all together and stretching each foot. I know this is a lot for my body to get use to, but I was really hoping to log my first continuous mile this week. I am disappointed.
As a result of the foot cramp issues, I have been spending as much time as I can stand on the treadmill then heading into the cycling studio and grinding away on one of the bikes for the remainder of the workout and concentrating on keeping my heart rate in the right zone. This is also keeping me from getting bored, which is good. I have set a new personal record for sticking with something. Usually I only make it about 3 weeks.
Personal Training: Going well. Getting stronger. Dead lifts are very heavy and push ups are very hard, even when those push ups are against a wall. Squats are like a nightmare. Planks are getting easier. We started doing box jumps this week. Yuck yuck and more yuck on those. There is a lot of lead in my butt. Even with all those negative statements, I actually really enjoy my sessions. I think I am enjoying this more because it has been easier to track my progress. I have lost 1 inch off my waist. I guess that is something to be happy about. Especially because I have only be ADDING inches to my waist over the years. :) 1 point for Hilaree!
I had a major moment of weakness last weekend. I was in Bethesda getting my hair done. Well, Dry Bar, my hair place, is right next door to Georgetown Cupcakes. If you ever have the opportunity to stop by one of these cupcake shops do not pass it up! The Vanilla Squared is to die for. I went in and was going to get just one. After all, I had survived my 80 minute workout that morning. Well, It happened to be 30 minutes before closing so all the cupcakes were half price. I bought four. Yes, four. I enjoyed ever last crumb of each of them. The guilt from that has carried through the rest of the week, but it was worth it.
Lessons learned:
1. I am starting to like my weight training workouts.
2. I miss drinking beer. I haven't had one since Christmas.
3. Vitamins that contain stimulants don't work for me. The racing heart rate and excessive sweating were kind of terrifying. No more GNC Be Hot vitapacks for me.
4. Running dreams have stopped recently. Kind of a bummer. I liked to see what Dream Runner Hilaree was up to.
5. I hate that there are full length mirrors all over the gym. It makes me self conscious.
Thanks for keeping up with me. I almost forgot: no one has confessed to sending me my care package. If you must stay silent I'm ok with that. Thanks again! Looking forward to your feedback. Have a great week.
Friday, February 1, 2013
Week Four
I either have a secret admirer who has a strange knack for picking running related gifts or one of you is very thoughtful blog follower. I received a care package of sorts today in the mail; Body Glide and a water bottle. There was no note, so I am not sure who to properly thank. So which one of you was it? Who done it??? This is going to drive me bananas. I have already ruled out my brother. I do love a good mystery. :) But, in all seriousness, thanks very much. It made my day and I really do appreciate all of the support I have received. I was so thrilled just to find out people were reading along! You guys are the best. Thank you so much. Mean while, back at the gym...
This week went much better than last week. I feel I need to personally thank Dave Grohl and The Foo Fighters for getting me through each workout. I feel great! Finally, the daily pain has subsided and I am only a little sore after each personal training session.
I achieved a milestone the other day. It's not a big one, but the first one I am going to keep track of. I jogged .3 miles without stopping. I know that is not very far, but to me it is kind of a big deal. Hoping to track my first full mile sometime next week! Tomorrow I have to do my first longer work out. It's supposed to be an 80 minute run, but since I can't run very far just yet I am going to try to break it into two 40 minute sessions. I am trying to run as long as I can, then walk until I recover a bit, then start up again. Luckily, the recovery time is getting shorter. Progress!
Since my PT sessions are only 30 minutes, this week I started doing some cycling afterwards for about 45 minutes. Two weeks ago I wouldn't have had the energy, but somehow this week it seems to have shown up. So that is the good news from personal training land. The bad news is that I embarrassed the shit out of myself on Tuesday when I fell down during my session. I was doing these speed step things and the box got away from me and I went down. Flat on my ass in front of about 100 people. Awesome. I'm that girl. The director of the gym wanted me to fill out an incident report. I swore i wasn't injured and told him I just really wanted to disappear. He tried to assure me that it "happens all the time." I kinda doubt it. My bruised butt and ego will survive I'm sure.
Lessons learned:
1. Foam rollers are our friends.
2. Plantar Faciitis is not our friend.
3. I really like Nuun tablets. I think that is going to be my hydration choice.
4. Finally finding some good recipes that are filling, high protein, low carb, and actually taste good.
5. I will no longer make fun of someones workout apparel. Even if it looks ridiculous, it is probably serving a purpose.
6. I really appreciate an "off day". They are glorious.
Friday, January 25, 2013
Week Three
Ugh. This week has been a tough one. I am just so tired. Not sure what's going on with that. I was hoping for energy boosts. I started my personal torture, I mean training, sessions this week. I am no longer in denial about my lack of fitness. It's a fact I will no longer dispute: I am grossly out of shape. But, that's why I'm here, right? (Yes, that is a desperate cry for reassurance. Please insert motivating wisdom in the comment session).
Jason the Trainer is a running coach for the speed school at the gym so I feel like he is the right man for the job. During my workout with him on Thursday he expressed concerns about me trying to do this thing. He feels I should put it off until I lose some weight and stick to lower impact cardio and continuing our personal training sessions until I can drop at least 50 pounds. He is worried about my knees, afraid I am going to trash my joints. I know it's not going to be great on my joints until I lose some weight, but this thing is a little over 12 weeks away. Can I really do that much damage in three months? So far I am not having any pain or swelling so I am leaning towards ignoring this advice. What do you guys think? That was kinda of a punch in the gut. A big part of why I want to work towards this goal is to lose weight, but also accomplish something I have largely considered an impossibility. I think he might be overestimating what I consider a "run". I am not under the illusion that I will have Kenyan like speed. I am just trying to finish the course in less than 3 hours and 40 minutes. If I can hold a pace of 4.5 mph I will finish in the allotted time. Stop laughing. I mean it. No more laughing.
Another weird thing this week is my running dream. I keep having this dream about me running the race. Let me tell you, dream runner Hilaree is in great shape! It's so funny because it looks like me, only really fit and a little bit taller. I think the word svelte is the best way to describe dream runner me. Not only do I look awesome, but I am running (like a real run) in a remarkably smooth fashion. I wonder if this is a psychic dream?
I consider myself to be a "chunky runner". I am finding that this leads to many of it's own problems. Mainly, finding apparel that stays in place while you move and keeps jiggling to a minimum. I know I don't look hot in spandex right now, but I can assure you looking at my bare belly is even less hot. Also, jogging on a treadmill and constantly pulling at your top or pants is not great for coordination. Any suggestions on good brands would be great. So far Athleta seems to have the best tops/sports bras I have found. Pants are still a problem.
Lessons learned this week:
1. Stretching is very important. Skipping stretching is very bad.
2. Eating something heavy (like fettuccine alfredo) for the first time in two weeks is also very bad. Even if it is on your "off" day and don't plan on doing anything.
3. Chaffing sucks.
4. My upper body is very weak.
5. I have decent lower body strength, but plenty of room for improvement.
6. I want to look like Dream Runner Hilaree.
7. Still diet coke free after three weeks. I am waiting for coca-cola to call me and beg me to come back. That's how much diet coke I was drinking daily.
Some of you have asked what race I am running. Here is the link. You can even check out the registration and see my name. Thanks for checking in!
Jason the Trainer is a running coach for the speed school at the gym so I feel like he is the right man for the job. During my workout with him on Thursday he expressed concerns about me trying to do this thing. He feels I should put it off until I lose some weight and stick to lower impact cardio and continuing our personal training sessions until I can drop at least 50 pounds. He is worried about my knees, afraid I am going to trash my joints. I know it's not going to be great on my joints until I lose some weight, but this thing is a little over 12 weeks away. Can I really do that much damage in three months? So far I am not having any pain or swelling so I am leaning towards ignoring this advice. What do you guys think? That was kinda of a punch in the gut. A big part of why I want to work towards this goal is to lose weight, but also accomplish something I have largely considered an impossibility. I think he might be overestimating what I consider a "run". I am not under the illusion that I will have Kenyan like speed. I am just trying to finish the course in less than 3 hours and 40 minutes. If I can hold a pace of 4.5 mph I will finish in the allotted time. Stop laughing. I mean it. No more laughing.
Another weird thing this week is my running dream. I keep having this dream about me running the race. Let me tell you, dream runner Hilaree is in great shape! It's so funny because it looks like me, only really fit and a little bit taller. I think the word svelte is the best way to describe dream runner me. Not only do I look awesome, but I am running (like a real run) in a remarkably smooth fashion. I wonder if this is a psychic dream?
I consider myself to be a "chunky runner". I am finding that this leads to many of it's own problems. Mainly, finding apparel that stays in place while you move and keeps jiggling to a minimum. I know I don't look hot in spandex right now, but I can assure you looking at my bare belly is even less hot. Also, jogging on a treadmill and constantly pulling at your top or pants is not great for coordination. Any suggestions on good brands would be great. So far Athleta seems to have the best tops/sports bras I have found. Pants are still a problem.
Lessons learned this week:
1. Stretching is very important. Skipping stretching is very bad.
2. Eating something heavy (like fettuccine alfredo) for the first time in two weeks is also very bad. Even if it is on your "off" day and don't plan on doing anything.
3. Chaffing sucks.
4. My upper body is very weak.
5. I have decent lower body strength, but plenty of room for improvement.
6. I want to look like Dream Runner Hilaree.
7. Still diet coke free after three weeks. I am waiting for coca-cola to call me and beg me to come back. That's how much diet coke I was drinking daily.
Some of you have asked what race I am running. Here is the link. You can even check out the registration and see my name. Thanks for checking in!
Sunday, January 20, 2013
Week Two
Still going strong and becoming a regular at the gym. I purchased 16 personal training sessions and will start those next week. According to Jason the Trainer, the focus will be on making sure my glutes “fire correctly” and strengthening my legs and core. I have a feeling this means squats and box jumps. That is what he was hinting at. I am beginning to think he may be a sadist.
I decided to scratch Zumba from my list of alternate cardio activities. I am keeping the Barre class in the mix. I really like that one. I am also going to try to work in some swimming. The only problem with swimming is that it looks a lot like I am drowning when I do it. I need to take some lessons again. I took a few when I was living in Texas. The very first day the remarks from the swim coach were, “you are not a good swimmer”. Duh, I wouldn’t be paying you if I were Michael Phelps. Maybe since Michael Phelps is from Baltimore, I could hunt him down and see If he wants to coach me? Nah, I could end up with a restraining order or something.
General feelings and observations from week two:
1. Blisters aren’t fun.
2. My fun with plantar fasciitis continues, but I seem to be able to manage it better. The increased activity and stretching seem to help.
3. Better diet is helping with my acid reflux issues.
4. Walking with an incline is totally different that jogging with an incline.
5. I can’t do push-ups.
6. I can do planks.
7. I really like Injinji socks. They help with the blisters on my toes.
8. I still need better music.
9. Two weeks Diet Coke Free!
Sunday, January 13, 2013
Week One
I survived week 1! I probably shouldn’t get too excited considering it consisted of only three 20-30 minute run/walk work outs. Regardless, I am excited. I didn’t quit (yet)! So the schedule is set up to do the run/walks on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. The schedule lists the other days as “off” days. Just so you know, I went ahead and DIDN’T take those days off. Yeah, I know. I’m kind of a go-getter J.
I decided to channel my inner dance skills. The Zumba infomercials won. I took a Zumba class. Good cardio workout, but al little humiliating. One would think that after 18 years of taking dance classes I could pull this off. NEGATIVE! I really wish there weren’t mirrors everywhere in these studios. I looked like an idiot. There were several points where I just kept doing push turns and skipping. It turns out Latin Fusion is not my style.
Dance-ish class #2 was a Barre class. I loved ballet so I thought this would be fun. Newsflash!! I am not as flexible as I was at 18. The class was good. I rediscovered muscles that I forgot I had and consequently could barely walk the next day.
I also met with a trainer and discussed what I am trying to accomplish. He hurt my feelings. I chose a different trainer. His name is Jason and he is a runner and also a “speed coach”. He is working on a plan of attack to get me in gear.
General feelings and observations from week one:
1. I will not be able to RUN this race. I will be able to JOG this race.
2. I do not run in a straight line. Not even on a treadmill. It’s like I am a little drunk.
3. I am now on a strict bedtime of 9:30 p.m. Monday-Friday. This seems to be helping.
4. Hydration is an art that will take some work perfecting.
5. Asics are my favorite.
6. I am off Diet Coke. This is harder than any other part of the diet.
7. So far my favorite running tunes are the Foo Fighters, Wu-Tang Clan, Outkast, Florence + the Machine, Grateful Dead, and Adele. I could use a few more suggestions.
Thanks for the comments on my previous post! I am going through my workout log now and catching up with the last couple weeks with the blog entries. Please do keep stopping by.
Mike McGinn: any comment LESS than 1 page will be unacceptable! Thanks!
Monday, January 7, 2013
It started with a resolution
I have been planning on getting myself in back in shape for quite some time now. Pretty much since I graduated from college which is coming up on 10 years now. It's hard. To be perfectly honest, I hate working out. I don't consider myself a lazy person overall. I just do not find exercise to be fun. Sure, I always feel better afterwards. I sleep better. It helps with my anxiety. All that cute stuff. But I hate every single second of exercise. There I admit it.
My resolution for the new year was not to start running. Instead, I resolved to be more grateful for the things in my life. One of the things I am extremely grateful for is my health, however there are a lot of things that I do (and don't do) that are less than healthy. I found a link on someone's Facebook page that showed the progress a man made trying to improve his fitness. Long story short, he was told that he would never be able to run again. He was having trouble just walking. It starts out with him barely able to stand and over the course of about a year he continues with Yoga and strength training. By the end he was sprinting. What the hell is my excuse? Lightbulb!!! It appears that I am in fact lazy. That realization hurt.
My big brother, Jared, is very into fitness and wellness. He's pretty much a perfectionist. Sorry Jared, but it's true. You are one perfection seeking mo-fo. I love you for it. So anyway, I was talking to him about my desire to drop weight, improve my fitness, etc. and he mentioned that one of the ways he challenges himself is by signing up for a race or triathlon. I feel like he knows me pretty well so if he thinks I can do it, I should pursue it. So I looked into some local races and found a 1/2 marathon that is at the end of April. Go big or go home, right? Why would I sign up for a 5k or something when I can just sign up for a 1/2 marathon? Apparently I was feeling very confident the night when I signed up. Yikes. He checked out the training plan provided. Verdict: it will be a challenge, but is doable as long as I get my butt in gear. And so it begins.
I have decided to keep a little blog/diary of my progress. Hopefully I will look back and be pleased with my progress. I am also hoping that my friends that are runners will take some time to read along each week and offer support and advice (Pretty Please?).
Here are my goals:
1. Complete the training schedule.
2. Finish the race without being kicked off the course for exceeding the time limit.
Yep, that's it. Just two. They might seem ridiculous to all you runners out there, but trust me, they are going to be two challenges for me! So please, check in with me once a week and leave a comment or a suggestion. I can use all the advice you can throw at me.
My resolution for the new year was not to start running. Instead, I resolved to be more grateful for the things in my life. One of the things I am extremely grateful for is my health, however there are a lot of things that I do (and don't do) that are less than healthy. I found a link on someone's Facebook page that showed the progress a man made trying to improve his fitness. Long story short, he was told that he would never be able to run again. He was having trouble just walking. It starts out with him barely able to stand and over the course of about a year he continues with Yoga and strength training. By the end he was sprinting. What the hell is my excuse? Lightbulb!!! It appears that I am in fact lazy. That realization hurt.
My big brother, Jared, is very into fitness and wellness. He's pretty much a perfectionist. Sorry Jared, but it's true. You are one perfection seeking mo-fo. I love you for it. So anyway, I was talking to him about my desire to drop weight, improve my fitness, etc. and he mentioned that one of the ways he challenges himself is by signing up for a race or triathlon. I feel like he knows me pretty well so if he thinks I can do it, I should pursue it. So I looked into some local races and found a 1/2 marathon that is at the end of April. Go big or go home, right? Why would I sign up for a 5k or something when I can just sign up for a 1/2 marathon? Apparently I was feeling very confident the night when I signed up. Yikes. He checked out the training plan provided. Verdict: it will be a challenge, but is doable as long as I get my butt in gear. And so it begins.
I have decided to keep a little blog/diary of my progress. Hopefully I will look back and be pleased with my progress. I am also hoping that my friends that are runners will take some time to read along each week and offer support and advice (Pretty Please?).
Here are my goals:
1. Complete the training schedule.
2. Finish the race without being kicked off the course for exceeding the time limit.
Yep, that's it. Just two. They might seem ridiculous to all you runners out there, but trust me, they are going to be two challenges for me! So please, check in with me once a week and leave a comment or a suggestion. I can use all the advice you can throw at me.
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