Week 2
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Session 1 (45 minutes) Run 1 minute. Walk 4 minutes. Do this 9 times.
2 1/2 miles + warm-up/cool down!
That's all I can say about that...lol
Monday, August 16, 2010
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Week 1, Day 2- Take 2
So, I get back from my run awhile ago...and I feel like crap. (I try not to actually touch the stuff, but when you have two kids, it just kind of happens) I feel like the proverbial crap.
I did my run:
Session 2 (40 minutes) Run 30 seconds. Walk 4 minutes and 30 seconds. Do this 8 times.
And after the 1st mile (after the 4th time) I started wanting to quit. I was being passed by walkers, I wasn't keeping up the pace I had yesterday...what was wrong with me? (Maybe those tortilla chips at 9:30 last night?!?) I really wanted to quit. After the 6th time, I started justifying to myself all the reasons I could quit. "I'm not a runner. I'm not fooling anyone. I've never been athletic, why should I start at 29?"
BUT, I kept going...if there's anything I've learned it's that I KNOW running another mile will not kill me. I may be really red in the face and it may take me forever; but my body is physically capable of doing it, if I mentally make it do it. So, I did! Even though I still feel poopie about the run, I did it.
So, I log on to my blog and check my stalk-worth blogs on the right to see a new post by Running Off at the Mouth...and it's just the encouragement I needed! We're not in the same situation really, she's an AMAZING runner; a pro who makes running sound exciting and fulfilling because she loves it...now if you read her post, you know that she's trying to "get out of a slump", but this girl's got gumption!! Check her blog out if you haven't....
Back? Isn't great that we have people to encourage us, even if they don't know it? I believe that we were created with a desire for community...a desire to connect with other people (I wonder why blogging's so popular?!?) Ok, now I'm going to go hunt me down some protein and get ready to have a great day with my sweet munchkins before that little boy goes off to Kindergarten soon!! *sigh*
I did my run:
Session 2 (40 minutes) Run 30 seconds. Walk 4 minutes and 30 seconds. Do this 8 times.
And after the 1st mile (after the 4th time) I started wanting to quit. I was being passed by walkers, I wasn't keeping up the pace I had yesterday...what was wrong with me? (Maybe those tortilla chips at 9:30 last night?!?) I really wanted to quit. After the 6th time, I started justifying to myself all the reasons I could quit. "I'm not a runner. I'm not fooling anyone. I've never been athletic, why should I start at 29?"
BUT, I kept going...if there's anything I've learned it's that I KNOW running another mile will not kill me. I may be really red in the face and it may take me forever; but my body is physically capable of doing it, if I mentally make it do it. So, I did! Even though I still feel poopie about the run, I did it.
So, I log on to my blog and check my stalk-worth blogs on the right to see a new post by Running Off at the Mouth...and it's just the encouragement I needed! We're not in the same situation really, she's an AMAZING runner; a pro who makes running sound exciting and fulfilling because she loves it...now if you read her post, you know that she's trying to "get out of a slump", but this girl's got gumption!! Check her blog out if you haven't....
Back? Isn't great that we have people to encourage us, even if they don't know it? I believe that we were created with a desire for community...a desire to connect with other people (I wonder why blogging's so popular?!?) Ok, now I'm going to go hunt me down some protein and get ready to have a great day with my sweet munchkins before that little boy goes off to Kindergarten soon!! *sigh*
Monday, August 9, 2010
Not today....
No butt kicking today, sucka's!!!
I went back to the beginning
Session 1 (35 minutes) Run 30 seconds. Walk 4 minutes and 30 seconds. Do this 7 times.
2 mi + warm up, cool down. (I think that's more distance/per minute than the 1st time I did this day!)
I went out a little after 6...and gosh it was dark!! Like, it wasn't this dark at six am in June!!! I'm sure it has something to do with it getting closer to the equinox or the pull of the moon on the waves or some non-sense I don't understand; but man, I was kind of scared when I got a block from my house! Can I run with a pocket tazer? Do they make pocket tazers?!? (why is spellcheck telling me tazer isn't a word??)
Anyway, my deer friends were back this morning to scare the crap out of me. They must have missed me because they were waiting way closer than normal this morning and jumped up off the ground..in the darkness...about 30 feet away and didn't run even when I kept approaching them. Are these attack deer?? FoS (Field of Snakes) was interesting to cross in the dark this morning...no ankle breaking today, no thanks to the ground squirrels.
Ok, I'm gross and hungry (not a normal combination, I promise) and I'm sure you're all ready to stop reading my verbal vomit now...so have a great Monday!!!
I went back to the beginning
Session 1 (35 minutes) Run 30 seconds. Walk 4 minutes and 30 seconds. Do this 7 times.
2 mi + warm up, cool down. (I think that's more distance/per minute than the 1st time I did this day!)
I went out a little after 6...and gosh it was dark!! Like, it wasn't this dark at six am in June!!! I'm sure it has something to do with it getting closer to the equinox or the pull of the moon on the waves or some non-sense I don't understand; but man, I was kind of scared when I got a block from my house! Can I run with a pocket tazer? Do they make pocket tazers?!? (why is spellcheck telling me tazer isn't a word??)
Anyway, my deer friends were back this morning to scare the crap out of me. They must have missed me because they were waiting way closer than normal this morning and jumped up off the ground..in the darkness...about 30 feet away and didn't run even when I kept approaching them. Are these attack deer?? FoS (Field of Snakes) was interesting to cross in the dark this morning...no ankle breaking today, no thanks to the ground squirrels.
Ok, I'm gross and hungry (not a normal combination, I promise) and I'm sure you're all ready to stop reading my verbal vomit now...so have a great Monday!!!
Sunday, August 8, 2010
July
I can tell by all the rage and worry filled emails I've gotten (NOT) that you've all been wondering where I've been. You've been wondering if I've been running and how it's going. (right...our culture doesn't understand accountability in our personal lives) Sorry to have you on the edge of your seat for the last month, I hope your fingernails forgive my absence...
Honestly...after the first week in July, I didn't train another day. I ran after students and my own children, but not anything worth constituting a raised heart-rate for any period of time. HOWEVER (prepare for and insert the typical excuses here) I did not just sit on my cute bum the whole month!! Oh no, friends, this was no vacation.
First week, we did a "Mission" trip in our community. We found people and houses in need in our own community and helped them out in tangible ways. Most of the adults used a week of their vacation to roof and paint houses, mow yards, and reconstruct walls (as well as teach teenagers these skills needed to accomplish said tasks)...in 100+ degree weather, may I add?? Here's a few pics from our week:
2nd week was youth camp. GREAT TIME!!! Some people think I'm crazy, but I love being able to have a positive impact on teenagers lives and their eternity. Every morning I'd wake 20 teenage girls up at 6 am to get ready for the day. (20 girls who had to share 3 showers, 3 toilets and 6 electrical outlets) Yeah...anyway, we'd end the night at about midnight, although that was when some of the best conversations took place and then I took my shower and made sure the girls eventually fell asleep around 1:30. It was an exhausting and amazing week!!
Then, FINALLY I got my children back. Of course they'd grown inches and changed physically in those 3 weeks...I hugged them as long as they let me. My parents and one of my sisters stay
ed the week with us and we showed them some more of west Texas. It was a lot of fun and I enjoyed my time with them!! We went to a "local" (hour away) farmer's market one day, and that was fun! There wasn't as much of a selection as I'd hoped, but it was still good to buy peaches that hadn't been doused in pesticides and who knows what else! (Ok, so this last week was a vacation...and this past week was me being lazy and enjoying my own bed and house again)
Tomorrow, I start learning to live again. My mom was recently diagnosed as diabetic, and my dad has been for a few years now. All of my grandparents and some of my great-grandparents are/were diabetic. (some of them were due to obesity, some were just "genetically predisposed" I guess) I was gestational diabetic with my sweet girl. I am not obese by any means, but I know that I am a prime candidate for it as well if I do not live wisely. So it is time to get back on track with my health now that I can better control what I eat (being at home again) and how to spend my time. I will start back at Week 1, Day 1 to see how I fare since it's been quite awhile!
(Feel free to kick my cyber butt if I don't!)
Honestly...after the first week in July, I didn't train another day. I ran after students and my own children, but not anything worth constituting a raised heart-rate for any period of time. HOWEVER (prepare for and insert the typical excuses here) I did not just sit on my cute bum the whole month!! Oh no, friends, this was no vacation.
First week, we did a "Mission" trip in our community. We found people and houses in need in our own community and helped them out in tangible ways. Most of the adults used a week of their vacation to roof and paint houses, mow yards, and reconstruct walls (as well as teach teenagers these skills needed to accomplish said tasks)...in 100+ degree weather, may I add?? Here's a few pics from our week:
2nd week was youth camp. GREAT TIME!!! Some people think I'm crazy, but I love being able to have a positive impact on teenagers lives and their eternity. Every morning I'd wake 20 teenage girls up at 6 am to get ready for the day. (20 girls who had to share 3 showers, 3 toilets and 6 electrical outlets) Yeah...anyway, we'd end the night at about midnight, although that was when some of the best conversations took place and then I took my shower and made sure the girls eventually fell asleep around 1:30. It was an exhausting and amazing week!!
Then, FINALLY I got my children back. Of course they'd grown inches and changed physically in those 3 weeks...I hugged them as long as they let me. My parents and one of my sisters stay
Tomorrow, I start learning to live again. My mom was recently diagnosed as diabetic, and my dad has been for a few years now. All of my grandparents and some of my great-grandparents are/were diabetic. (some of them were due to obesity, some were just "genetically predisposed" I guess) I was gestational diabetic with my sweet girl. I am not obese by any means, but I know that I am a prime candidate for it as well if I do not live wisely. So it is time to get back on track with my health now that I can better control what I eat (being at home again) and how to spend my time. I will start back at Week 1, Day 1 to see how I fare since it's been quite awhile!
(Feel free to kick my cyber butt if I don't!)
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