Day: 4
I skipped over the weekend updates. . .I honestly didn't think about writing anything. Saturday was packed and Sunday was used for a major brain dump, sorta. Friday my running bestie and I ran. I always look forward to run time. Just having someone there to share life and laughs while running is always a good thing. Definitely makes time go by faster.
My cousin came to visit. He needed a short vacation. . . it's nice having him here. I still need to make my way down to where he is and visit his restaurant. He said that they have been in business for 5 years and that is a really good thing!
Preparing myself mentally for my husband's surgery on Thursday and not sure what to expect. I think I am going to need something to get me through it
Tuesday, March 15, 2016
Day 5 and days leading up to day 13:
To obviously make up for days 5-13. . . why not just pick up from where I left off. . .
When we last left our procrastinating princess, our heroine was getting over the 3 S's. . . Soreness, Stiffness and Sleepiness. Has she gotten over the 3 S's? Is she still running? Training for what seems to be an amazing feat of doing a 10K for her 40th birthday at Disney World? Has our adventurous runner and her bestie running sidekick lowered their run time and has training gotten easier? The answers to these exciting questions and more are found in today's exciting entry. . .
How's THAT for an opening? Mystery? Intrigue? Gotta set the reader up for some excitement. Right? So let's get down to it. . .
Last week was pretty rough. The start of it was okay. . . the usual Combat on Monday. . . Tuesday was done with a twist. Run and no CX but then Pump afterwards. Wednesday. . . ran and then Thursday. . . well. . . that was the day of my 'Prince Charming' AKA Husband's surgery. A deviated septum and to work on his sinus cavity. That filled up all of my Thursday-Sunday. Spending those days making sure he was okay. By Sunday night he looked like he was on the mend and by Monday morning. . . back to work for me and relieved of my quasi nursing duties.
So by Monday afternoon it was time for Combat. Back to the usual routine that has become so familiar and my life. Familiarity is good but sometimes change is better. The 3 S's are still in effect. . . losing that hour of sleep and waking up when it's dark still makes my body want to cringe. I know. . .give it a few weeks. I'd still like my hour back if you don't mind.
Saturday though I was able to meet up with my runDisney group that's joining me next year. My running bestie made a fabulous point. If we're gonna go to Disney and run. . . might as well go big or go home. . . going big is a 10k for us! Why not right? So plans are underway. . . right now we are waiting to get our tickets to get in. That won't happen until July so we have a couple of months to hatch a plan. I cannot think of a better way to usher in my 40th than with these wonderful women.
Training is up and down things get in the way and well you just gotta go when you can. Now is the time I have to make myself go. I just hate running by myself. . . I don't know why maybe I just get in the way of my own thoughts sometimes. Well here's to getting back on track and to small goals.
To obviously make up for days 5-13. . . why not just pick up from where I left off. . .
When we last left our procrastinating princess, our heroine was getting over the 3 S's. . . Soreness, Stiffness and Sleepiness. Has she gotten over the 3 S's? Is she still running? Training for what seems to be an amazing feat of doing a 10K for her 40th birthday at Disney World? Has our adventurous runner and her bestie running sidekick lowered their run time and has training gotten easier? The answers to these exciting questions and more are found in today's exciting entry. . .
How's THAT for an opening? Mystery? Intrigue? Gotta set the reader up for some excitement. Right? So let's get down to it. . .
Last week was pretty rough. The start of it was okay. . . the usual Combat on Monday. . . Tuesday was done with a twist. Run and no CX but then Pump afterwards. Wednesday. . . ran and then Thursday. . . well. . . that was the day of my 'Prince Charming' AKA Husband's surgery. A deviated septum and to work on his sinus cavity. That filled up all of my Thursday-Sunday. Spending those days making sure he was okay. By Sunday night he looked like he was on the mend and by Monday morning. . . back to work for me and relieved of my quasi nursing duties.
So by Monday afternoon it was time for Combat. Back to the usual routine that has become so familiar and my life. Familiarity is good but sometimes change is better. The 3 S's are still in effect. . . losing that hour of sleep and waking up when it's dark still makes my body want to cringe. I know. . .give it a few weeks. I'd still like my hour back if you don't mind.
Saturday though I was able to meet up with my runDisney group that's joining me next year. My running bestie made a fabulous point. If we're gonna go to Disney and run. . . might as well go big or go home. . . going big is a 10k for us! Why not right? So plans are underway. . . right now we are waiting to get our tickets to get in. That won't happen until July so we have a couple of months to hatch a plan. I cannot think of a better way to usher in my 40th than with these wonderful women.
Training is up and down things get in the way and well you just gotta go when you can. Now is the time I have to make myself go. I just hate running by myself. . . I don't know why maybe I just get in the way of my own thoughts sometimes. Well here's to getting back on track and to small goals.
Friday, March 4, 2016
The 3 S's . . . Soreness, stiffness and sleepy
Day 3. . . No running yesterday BUT weight trained, with cardio and some core work.
Mother Nature is off her dang rocker. We got snow. . . but then thankfully it turned into rain to wash all that nasty stuff away. Tonight is a run night with my running bestie. I look forward to days like that. Everyone should have a running bestie because it makes the time when training enjoyable.
I decided yesterday to make a mixed playlist for my BodyPump class. It was a hit. . . how do I know? Because I am sore today. So that means I woke up some muscles. Yay. . . then BodyCombat for 30 minutes and CX for a couple of tracks. Thursdays are my favorite day of the week. Not just because I teach but because I have some really great people that come to my class. My beloved 'bacon bunch' the lovely lifting ladies of Thursday night always make my days better.
Mother Nature is off her dang rocker. We got snow. . . but then thankfully it turned into rain to wash all that nasty stuff away. Tonight is a run night with my running bestie. I look forward to days like that. Everyone should have a running bestie because it makes the time when training enjoyable.
I decided yesterday to make a mixed playlist for my BodyPump class. It was a hit. . . how do I know? Because I am sore today. So that means I woke up some muscles. Yay. . . then BodyCombat for 30 minutes and CX for a couple of tracks. Thursdays are my favorite day of the week. Not just because I teach but because I have some really great people that come to my class. My beloved 'bacon bunch' the lovely lifting ladies of Thursday night always make my days better.
Thursday, March 3, 2016
Wow. . . do I really look like that?!
Day 2
Running log. . . Star Date 2016 . . . Yeah. That's about the extent of my Star Trek that I'm going to attempt. Which was a poor attempt but one nonetheless. My running bestie and I are slowly but surely getting there. We're averaging 20 minutes per mile and I expect that since we are just starting out. We'll widdle it down to where we need to be. Training for a 5K and then training for a 10K. What's another what, 3 miles right? I think just training for the endurance and being able to jog most of it will be fine. We're not in it for the glory but more for the fun of it.
As my birthday approaches, I realize that a few years ago I kept saying " It's X amount of years, I got plenty of time before hand to do this." I blinked and all that time I thought I had to plan or get it done, is almost gone. I had to take pictures of myself for a group to track my fitness and such. Cameras do not like me nor do I like them. I was sad to see what had happened to my body, how I am really not taking good care of myself. I need to be healthier for myself so I can be here for my kids. I know why my body is the way that is because of poor choices. I can thank the baby weight as much as I want to as well but it definitely is a blessing having my kids here and worth putting on the weight but certainly keeping it. I see no reason to have extra insulation or fluff. Other than more to love ;) The fact that my oldest will be 16 this year and the youngest 8 . . . I pretty much have procrastinated for 8 years to get rid of the extra pounds.
Running log. . . Star Date 2016 . . . Yeah. That's about the extent of my Star Trek that I'm going to attempt. Which was a poor attempt but one nonetheless. My running bestie and I are slowly but surely getting there. We're averaging 20 minutes per mile and I expect that since we are just starting out. We'll widdle it down to where we need to be. Training for a 5K and then training for a 10K. What's another what, 3 miles right? I think just training for the endurance and being able to jog most of it will be fine. We're not in it for the glory but more for the fun of it.
As my birthday approaches, I realize that a few years ago I kept saying " It's X amount of years, I got plenty of time before hand to do this." I blinked and all that time I thought I had to plan or get it done, is almost gone. I had to take pictures of myself for a group to track my fitness and such. Cameras do not like me nor do I like them. I was sad to see what had happened to my body, how I am really not taking good care of myself. I need to be healthier for myself so I can be here for my kids. I know why my body is the way that is because of poor choices. I can thank the baby weight as much as I want to as well but it definitely is a blessing having my kids here and worth putting on the weight but certainly keeping it. I see no reason to have extra insulation or fluff. Other than more to love ;) The fact that my oldest will be 16 this year and the youngest 8 . . . I pretty much have procrastinated for 8 years to get rid of the extra pounds.
Hence why I am the perfect procrastinating princess. I'll eventually put on my tiara and get rid of the spare tire.
Stats:
35 min training session; 5 minute warm-up, 25 min walk/jog, 5 minute cool down
Miles: 1.98
Calories burned:175
Stats:
35 min training session; 5 minute warm-up, 25 min walk/jog, 5 minute cool down
Miles: 1.98
Calories burned:175
Wednesday, March 2, 2016
Day 1:
Well as the old saying goes. . . a journey begins with a single step. What if you are standing at the starting point, wherever that is, look down this path and think " Okay just pick up your foot. . . one after the other." Thinking you have gotten somewhere but in reality, you haven't moved. Yet.
So what drives you? What motivates you to pick up that foot, to take your first step into your journey? As metaphorical as it may sound. . . appealing and hallmark-yish, I think I am that person that is still trying to find the right shoes to wear to this soiree so to speak. I'm lucky enough to remember to put pants on day to day. I'm also the person who can get distracted so easily. . . I'm jealous of gnats since their attention span, well really their life span is longer compared to my attention span. I'm that gal that has a million tabs open in her brain. . . that forgets to close out one, or leaves another open, or forgets that there are a million already open and lost what I was looking for. I need a post-it to remind me that I have a post-it, 5 or 6 calendars . . . yeah my attempt at being organized, focused and motivated, adulting, if you want to call it that, is not going so great. But then again. . . I always hold out hope that one day I can call myself an adult. Until then. . . I'm still looking for the right pair of shoes and my pants. And maybe my shirt. That would probably help.
So now here it is. . . Day one, my first step, the beginning of my journey. Believe it or not. . . I'd like you to join me. If you'd like to that is. Part of this trip is to hold me accountable until my 40th birthday. I'm training to run one of the Disney runs. I don't consider myself a runner by any means but this is something that I want to do. I have a running bestie who is training with me and I am totally excited about it because she is taking the trip with me. She makes it fun and time just flies by when we train.
There are gonna be highs. . . and lows. . . not gonna sugar coat this at all. So consider this your warning label. I will not be held responsible for the feelings you may have when reading some of my posts. These are my own personal thoughts and opinions, take it or leave it. And in cyber space. . . while digital ink NEVER dries, there is always the option of unfollowing. I like to let people know what they are getting into before they commit.
Tonight is a run night. . . we'll see how this goes. Couch to 5K. We can do this. I can do this. Now. . . where are my damn shoes?
Well as the old saying goes. . . a journey begins with a single step. What if you are standing at the starting point, wherever that is, look down this path and think " Okay just pick up your foot. . . one after the other." Thinking you have gotten somewhere but in reality, you haven't moved. Yet.
So what drives you? What motivates you to pick up that foot, to take your first step into your journey? As metaphorical as it may sound. . . appealing and hallmark-yish, I think I am that person that is still trying to find the right shoes to wear to this soiree so to speak. I'm lucky enough to remember to put pants on day to day. I'm also the person who can get distracted so easily. . . I'm jealous of gnats since their attention span, well really their life span is longer compared to my attention span. I'm that gal that has a million tabs open in her brain. . . that forgets to close out one, or leaves another open, or forgets that there are a million already open and lost what I was looking for. I need a post-it to remind me that I have a post-it, 5 or 6 calendars . . . yeah my attempt at being organized, focused and motivated, adulting, if you want to call it that, is not going so great. But then again. . . I always hold out hope that one day I can call myself an adult. Until then. . . I'm still looking for the right pair of shoes and my pants. And maybe my shirt. That would probably help.
So now here it is. . . Day one, my first step, the beginning of my journey. Believe it or not. . . I'd like you to join me. If you'd like to that is. Part of this trip is to hold me accountable until my 40th birthday. I'm training to run one of the Disney runs. I don't consider myself a runner by any means but this is something that I want to do. I have a running bestie who is training with me and I am totally excited about it because she is taking the trip with me. She makes it fun and time just flies by when we train.
There are gonna be highs. . . and lows. . . not gonna sugar coat this at all. So consider this your warning label. I will not be held responsible for the feelings you may have when reading some of my posts. These are my own personal thoughts and opinions, take it or leave it. And in cyber space. . . while digital ink NEVER dries, there is always the option of unfollowing. I like to let people know what they are getting into before they commit.
Tonight is a run night. . . we'll see how this goes. Couch to 5K. We can do this. I can do this. Now. . . where are my damn shoes?
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