Saturday, August 29, 2009
This was my first outing with the jogging stroller. Whew! It was tough. That thing does NOT steer or move easily. It is very light but WHEW! I forgot my watch today so I have no idea what my time was. (I'm actually surprised that's the only thing I forgot today) I'm sure it was slower by a couple of minutes.
Maggie loved the run! And all the attention! We both took a very long nap when we got home.
I'm still running 1 mile then walking 1 minute. I think I might keep it this way. For a while at least. We up it to 4 miles next week and before this whole thing is over I'm going to be running 13 miles at a time. I think the 1 mile 1 minute thing is good for me. Maybe. I don't know. I feel like I should be doing more.
I'm pushing a stroller. I'm pushing a stroller.
(OK, so I know that mantra is kind of lame, but seriously, that's the only thing that was going through my mind. I couldn't get past the stroller. At least it kept my mind off the run.)
Friday, August 28, 2009
So the last 2 nights have been 2 mile runs. Technically Wednesday was supposed to be a 3 mile run but we did that on Tuesday instead. I was talking to my dad last night and he asked how far I was running. I said "Oh just 2 miles." Just 2 miles? Have I gotten to that point when 2 miles is no big deal? That's awesome! Right?
Just 2 miles
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
On to the run...I said previously that I needed to start pushing myself a little more. Remember that? Yeah, I do. Why did I push myself on a Tuesday? The day that I hate so much? Because I'm stupid, that's why. I ran 1.5 miles before I stopped for my 1 minute walk. I actually felt great. Really proud of myself. Then it was time to run again. Ohhhhh the exhaustion! I couldn't make myself go. I yelled. I screamed. I pleaded. But nothing made me want to run. At that point I started running 3/1 intervals. It was all I could do to keep moving. And I had to keep moving. I had to get back somehow. And the really crappy thing is that when I was done, I wasn't ready to die. I didn't need to walk as much as I did. Makes me so mad!!!
Only 1.5 miles left. You can do it.
Only 1 mile left. You can do it.
Only 0.5 miles left. You can do it.
Just do it!!!
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Monday, August 24, 2009
So I decided to run. I ran the 2 miles in my regular 1 mile/1 minute interval. It went well. I didn't want to die at any point. I think that means it's time to push it up a notch. Monday is a rest day and I'm actually going to rest. But Tuesday I may try to run further than a mile. We'll see. I'm not promising anything.
Am I beginning to enjoy this?
Adine, another mentor, shared her personal story this morning. Her dad's battle and eventual loss with leukemia motivated us all. He was funny, loving, and inspirational. Another reason to run. Another reason to stop whining.
Since I had not run for 2 days, the 3 miles we had to run today made me a little nervous. I ran mile 1 in just over 10 minutes. Not so bad. I walked for 1 minute then ran the remainder of mile 2 in about 10 minutes. Again, I walked for 1 minute. Mile 3. Oh mile 3. I was starting to feel the burn. At about 2.5 miles I just couldn't go anymore. I stopped to walk. After about 30 seconds I snapped out of it. What am I doing? I only have half a mile to go. Quit being a baby and RUN!!! So I ran.
I'm trying not to beat myself up about today's not so great run. Tomorrow is a new day.
RUN YOU BIG BABY!!
Technically today was supposed to be a rest day, but since I decided to have wine with a friend last night, I needed to run 2 miles tonight to make it up. I know, I know. We are supposed to run the schedule. Not do make up nights. Whatever. I'm never going to follow the rules. Anyway, my plans were to go to Meet the Teacher at 5:00, then run. BUT Meet the Teacher was a beating. Honestly! First we were sent an email to promptly be there at 5:00. So we were...everyone. Every parent. Every student. Problem was the doors were locked. So they had us stand in a single file line waiting to get in. This line was so long it wrapped around the school. I'm talking Six Flags line long. And it was hot. 95 degrees hot! And we had no shade. No water. We didn't know we would be standing in line for 45 minutes waiting to get in. When we finally entered the building, I realized the hold up...the new principal was greeting each student personally as they came in. Great idea in theory. In reality not so much. By the time we got to "meet" the teacher, we were all in such a bad mood, that we just wanted to go home.
OK, so I went on a little too long about that but I just wanted you to understand why I chose hanging out with Trinity drinking a glass of wine instead of running 2 miles.
Wine is always a better choice.
Yet again, 0 miles
Friday, August 21, 2009
So, instead of resting on Friday I will run. 2 miles. I'm kicking myself today. I don't have time to run 2 miles tonight. I'm crazy busy. Oh well. Whatever. I made the right choice.
Who would choose running over wine?
Big fat 0 miles
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
I think it was a good move for tonight because I struggled. I wanted to quit. I actually made sure that I finished first. Just in case I had to throw up, no one would see. I didn't. Throw up, that is.
But I realized...I HATE INTERVALS! I hate them. I just can't run that way. And yes, I know technically I am running intervals but I'm running 1 mile intervals. I'm not watching the clock to see when I can stop. When I can take a break. I found myself praying, begging, pleading for the 4 minutes to be over. When I run a mile...I just run. I run until my mile is up. It just works better for me.
Come on! Don't give up!
Run up & down subway stairs. Walk several blocks the The Empire State Building. Up & down subway stairs. Walk up and down 2 flights of stairs to The Roosevelt Tram. Up & down subway stairs. Walk all over Grand Central Station. Up & down subway stairs. Collapse.
Up & down subway stairs. Walk across Battery Park. Up 354 stairs to the crown of The Statue of Liberty. Down 354 stairs at The Statue of Liberty. Walk all across Liberty Island. Up & down subway stairs to walk down The Seaport. More subway stairs and walking to FAO Schwarz. More walking. More subway stairs. Collapse.
Subway stairs. Walk all over Central Park Zoo. Walk through park. Again, subway stairs. Walk down Broadway and Time Square. Sit for 3 hrs during Billy Elliot. Feet are thankful. Walk to Toys R Us. More subway stairs. Walk around Rockefeller Center. Elevator to 67th floor. Feet are thankful again. Oh but wait! You can walk up to the 69th and 70th floor. More stairs. Plus more subway stairs and walking to get home. Collapse.
Walk to Central Park. Walk up steps at Belvedere Castle. Walk down steps. Climb on rocks. Walk through park. Walk to The American Museum of Natural History. Walk through museum. Museum is huge. Sit down for 30 minutes at Hayden Planetarium. Feet are thankful again. Walk around museum some more. Walk back home via Central Park. Get talked into stopping to play at a playground. Climb some more rocks. More subway stairs and walk home. Collapse.
Walk to Central Park. Try to find carousel. Go the wrong way. Back track a mile through the park to find it. 5 minutes on the carousel. Feet are not happy. Rest was not long enough. Climb rocks. Watch Grant climb rocks. Now feet are happy. Run to catch bus to Serendipity's. Take a 2 hour lunch. Feet are elated. Go to Bloomingdale's. Feet are not happy. Neither is wallet. Up & down subway stairs to get home. Collapse.
Took a car to the airport. Feet smiling. Sat for several hours on plane. Kiss Maggie. Kiss Jeff. Collapse.
So I didn't officially run but ohhhh I did so much more. Don't ya think?
Day 24 was on Wednesday, August 12th. My Dad was in town to watch Maggie so we ran together. Those who don't know...my Dad is a runner. Like a real runner. This year will be his 20th year to run White Rock.
We set out for my 3 mile run around 9:00pm.
"Where's your light?" Dad says
"I don't have a light. All I have is exactly what I'm wearing." says me
"Take this." shaking his head. Of course he had an extra. He has an extra everything.
And we were off! I ran the first mile in just under 10 minutes. Walked a block. Then ran the second in about 10 minutes also. Walked a block. 3rd mile I was losing it some. I was tired and I wanted to stop. Dad..."If running were easy, they'd call it football." OK. I can do this. Dad again..."If running were easy, they'd call it baseball." Funny. "If running were easy, they'd call it golf." That one I actually agreed with.
Anyway, I did it! My 3rd mile took my a little over 10 minutes. The pace was a little slower but I did it! Woo Hoo.
Don't look stupid in front of Dad.
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
We did two miles again tonight. I ran the first mile in 10:27. Not so bad. Right along track with the last 2 nights. Except I was miserable the entire time. Every step was a struggle. On the return mile (#2) I stopped twice to walk. I just couldn't make myself go. What's the problem? The problem is I NEED TO GET A GRIP!
On a different note...A few of you crazy and mean (that's right, I said it) people out there keep posting the most unattractive and even a bit disgusting pictures of me on Facebook while training. Is this some kind of cruel joke? Are you all sitting around laughing at my red face and my frizzy hair? It's extremely hard to concentrate on looking cute and running at the same time. COME ON! Don't make this harder than it already is!!!
Look cute and smile!
(Thanks Chris! I totally stole that from you!)
Monday, August 10, 2009
My route is up Charlotte to Virginia Hills. Follow Virginia Hills to Norfolk and then back around to my house. That is exactly 1 mile. I tell you this not because I think you will know any of these streets but because the corner of Norfolk & Virginia is the halfway point in my mile. My goal is to just get to Norfolk, then it's smooth sailing. Once I'm halfway there, I know I can go all the way.
Just make it to Norfolk.
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Now on to the 3 mile run...I really felt like I rocked it. I ran 8 minute intervals. Meaning I ran for 8 minutes and walked for 1 minute and so on. I had this realization today...it's supposed to hurt. I know that's simple but it's so true. If you don't have to really have to push yourself then you are not growing. And it's going to HURT sometimes! Just suck it up and run through the pain. SUCK IT UP!
SUCK IT UP
Thursday, August 6, 2009
OK. So it's a little early to be breakin out Queen BUT I totally felt like a champion tonight. Really! I took off for my 2 mile run around 9:00pm. It had finally cooled off and I built up enough courage to try running with my hurt knee. It was good. I ran for about .75 miles and felt a little pain so I walked. After exactly 1 minute, I started running again. And I didn't stop until I hit 2.4 miles! I TOTALLY rocked!
You can roll your eyes now. I know you want too. It's fine. I get that that's not really that big of a deal, but to me...IT WAS AWESOME! I AM THE CHAMPION OF THE WORLD! Really.
We are the champions!
(I also realize there is only one of me, so technically the "we" is wrong. But why screw with a great song?)
On a different note...I've gained 3 pounds! 3 pounds people! And don't try to tell my that muscle weighs more than fat because there is no way have I made 3 pounds of muscle in 2.5 weeks! Come on!! I am so pissed! Really! What's the point in killing myself if my butt is not going to get any smaller? ARGHHHHHHH!
Monday, August 3, 2009
My iPod is dead. My knee hurts. And it's 100 degrees outside. Why did I sign up for this kind of torture? Why?! Oh yeah, because it's a good cause. Oh, and to help people. Oh, and to better myself. Hmmmm. Do I really need to better myself? As I always say to my friend Leslie when she tries to talk me into reading one of her beloved self-help books, "I don't need no stinkin help! I'm fine the way I am!"
But I'm not. If I was fine, then tonight wouldn't have almost killed me. OK, so I'm exaggerating a tiny bit, but seriously, it was hard. I didn't have my head in the game. It was too hot and I couldn't concentrate. All we had to do was run 2 miles. 2! That's it. I've been running 2 miles every night for the last 2 weeks. What's the problem?
Trinity really had to push me the first mile. I wanted to stop. I wanted to walk. She pushed me on and I made it. At one mile, Coach David had us stretch. It's hard for me to take a break like that and then get motivated again. But I did. The 1 mile back actually went faster I think. Not because I felt better, but just because I just wanted it to be over.
My knee still hurts and my face is still red. Yes, an hour and a half later, I'm still flushed. But I don't want to die. That's a good sign...right.
Oh, and my iPod (talked about that here) only plays intermittently and when it does start playing again, the volume is always as loud as it will go. Which scares the crap out of me and almost makes me trip EVERY TIME. Why do I continue to run with my broken iPod, you ask. Well, because I can't stand the silence. I wouldn't want to be alone with my thoughts, now would I? Mostly because my thoughts go something like this..."one more step, one more step, one more step, how many more steps? Oh God, I can't do this"
OK, so I'm done complaining. Tomorrow is a new day.
Shut up and run!
(Again, another good mantra. I'm sure that one will be used again too.)
2 miserable miles
Today, Monday, is supposed to be a rest day. I'm going to run. I feel great and I don't want to take another day off. It's too hard to get back in the groove of things. Plus, Tuesday is "sprints and hills" night with the group. I don't want to attempt that with 2 nights off in a row. I may be shooting myself in the foot, but I doubt it.
Picture of the Co.Co. Moms first day if training
Saturday, August 1, 2009
Alarm went off at 5:30am. Got dressed. Ready to head out the door at 6:00am. Where are my keys? I put them in the same place everyday. Crap! I am going to be late for my first official Team In Training (TNT) run. After 10 unsuccessful minutes, I turned all the lights on in a frantic search. Mom woke up..."0h I moved your keys because I was afraid you would loose them." What? Loose them from the place I always keep them? Thanks mom. Oh well, I was on my way. Driving 55mph in a 40mph zone, I get pulled over. PLEASE DON'T GIVE ME A TICKET!! He didn't. And I was the 2nd TNT gal he had pulled over that morning. Thanks Mr. Officer for not ruining my day! I made it with 2 minutes to spare!
After welcomes and announcements, we were off! 3 miles was our goal! TNT folks were running all along the course helping us. Pushing us. Encouraging us. Motivating us! Thanks TNT mentors and coaches!
I feel great. Awesome. Like I accomplished something big today. What a great feeling.
After only 1 week of fundraising, the North Cities Group (McKinney, Plano, Frisco) has raised over $6,000 for The Leukemia & Lymphoma Society (LLS).
I really believe that the Co.Co. Moms (my moms group) alone can raise that amount plus some by the time this is over. What do you think ladies?