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bad, bad blogger.

It started a few weeks ago when I went through the worst pain e.v.e.r. Literally. Ever. Child birth was a breeze in comparison to a severely infected wisdom tooth. Had that removed and then tweaked my back then got sick….all that and my running career took a hiatus.

Started back over the weekend thanks to my hub and feeling totally fantastic. Even went out & got some Vibram’s!!! Wore them for yesterday’s walk/run and shockingly I have zero pain in my feet & legs like I thought I would! My ankles were mildly sore last night but today I am 100%! I feel weird in them…like I am running in socks. Weird.

The “big” news now….

Well, I have 2 things that could be considered “big” I guess, one FAR more exciting than the other…

1) Our first 5k is at the end of May!! The hub & I plan to do it together and I want to run the WHOLE thing!! (this is the least exciting but most ambitious of the 2)

2) We booked a cruise for Sept.!!! This will be our first vacation in almost 4 years and I am more excited than words can accurately describe.

So now comes the change in my workout…not only am I working towards a faster mile for the 5k but ALSO to get in [much much much better] shape. A shape other than round. A less lumpy shape. A shape closer to that of say…Jillian Michaels. I am eating tons of fruit and trying to stick to mainly water but I hate, hate, HATE dieting so I am trying to stay away from that term or concept by aiming for healthier foods instead of limiting myself to “X” amount of calories or carbs or fat or whatever each day.

164 days and I’ll be running the deck of a cruise ship :o)

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love your body.

So I saw this article on my Facebook wall and had to share! It is just what I needed to be reminded of because even though I set out to not run to lose weight I still think that way.  Some visual inspiration as well…

There will be a day when you can no longer do this...today is NOT that day.

 

Enjoy!

10 Ways to Love Your Body

I honestly believe that our bodies are our temples, but I can promise you that no one is going to be kneeling at your altar if you’re not already rejoicing in your own unique beauty. A big step toward positive self body image is to think of your body as your friend, not your enemy. Think about it: Your body takes you to amazing places, like for long walks on the beach or hiking up a mountain trail. Your body gets to be hugged and kissed by loved ones every day. And above all else, fellow mamas, your body created life. 

So to get you to be a better body worshipper (of your body), here are 10 ways to love your body, courtesy of the National Eating Disorders Association, of which I am a member:

1.
Become aware of what your body can do each day. Remember, it is the instrument of your life, not just an ornament.
2.
Don’t let your weight or shape keep you from activities you enjoy.
3.
Wear comfortable clothes that you like and feel good to your body.
4.
Count your blessings, not your blemishes.
5.
Every evening when you go to bed, tell your body how much you appreciate what it has allowed you to do throughout the day.
6.
Find a method of exercise that you enjoy and do it regularly. Don’t exercise to lose weight or to fight your body shape. Do it to make your body healthy and strong because it makes you feel good.
7.
Think back to a time in your life when you felt good about your body. Tell yourself you can feel like that again, even in this body, at this age.
8.
Start saying to yourself, “Life is too short to waste my time hating my body this way.”
9.
Eat when you are hungry. Rest when you are tired. Surround yourself with people who remind you of your inner strength and beauty.
10.
Create a list of people you admire—people who have contributed to your life, your community, or to the world. Consider whether their appearance was important to their success and accomplishments.
11.
Your body is the vehicle to your dreams. Honor it. Respect it. Fuel it.

Getting stronger.

I am amazed at how quickly my body has adapted to running. My breathing is better, my heart rate seems better… that first day I was short of breath after minutes and counting down until I could turn around and go home. My past few runs have lasted 45+ minutes and I recover quickly too!!

 

I am not fast.

 

and I stink.

 

I start with walking fast for 5-10 minutes then run as far as I can.

 

Walk.

 

Run.

 

Walk.

 

Run

 

Walk.

 

Run.

 

You get the idea.

 

I pretty much run as far as I can then walk until I recover then run as far as I can again and so on.

 

Today I would look ahead of me & focus on something…a mailbox, a tree, etc. and not stop running until I got to whatever it was and that seemed to work pretty good. It’s a good thing I have poor eyesight though. 😉

 

My last 2 runs have averaged a 13 minute mile, much slower than I thought. I WAS aiming for something ridiculous like an 8 minute mile by the end of my 3 months but I feel like 10-10.5 might be more attainable and realistic.

 

My playlist today was 90’s rock, the stuff I loved back when I was skinny & DID run an 8 minute mile! It made me think I could run a whole mile without walking but after 2 blocks my butt literally detached itself from my body, bounced around in front of me & smacked me in the face for thinking such a thought. I was scared so I just walked for the next few blocks.

 

ps. not a runner yet.


It’s about time…

Yesterday I FINALLY got to get out & run. Well, in all honesty I mostly walked fast but I worked up a good sweat doing it. 28 minutes total.

I went pretty early on thinking that getting it out of the way was best (plus it was a fantastic excuse to avoid the laundry) and I am SO glad I did because it rained for the rest of the day! A tiny part of me was a little irritated that I did not wait & have the excuse of rain to use but it was a very tiny part…probably my sweaty boobs…which really is not a tiny part at all, I guess.

There is one spot where I come down a small hill & the view straight ahead is a horse pasture and at that moment the breeze picked up & I felt so good about myself, about moving my body and sweating & breathing deeply…it felt so so so lovely that I decided right then & there that I will include that particular hill on my run as often as I can.

Oh, I totally thought that it was going to be the up beat songs that kept me at a good pace so that is primarily what I have on my playlist. Well, a very sad song came on, one that makes me think of very very sad times & events and it somehow pushed me even harder than the faster songs seem to.

whodathunk?


in the beginning…

I hate running. BUT…I have always been vaguely intrigued by the idea of running. It was not until some time a few weeks ago that the thought of being alone with my random thoughts and doing something good for my [very anti-athletic] body became a very frequent subject in my head. I am in love with the idea now and totally freaked out & terrified ready to put it into action. The only thing is….I am lazy. Seriously. I much prefer sitting on my couch wasting time of Facebook or Twitter or StumbleUpon to doing anything remotely physical. I am a homebody and like it that way.

So in an effort to keep myself on track I decided a blog about my transformation from couch potato into runner. 3x a week/3 months. If I still hate running at the end of this I will completely give it up and go back to sitting on my butt but in the meantime, here is my plan:

1. Get running shoes. These are on the top of my list but I am going tomorrow to try some on. http://www.vibramfivefingers.com/products/Five-Fingers-Sprint-Womens.htm

2. Make a killer playlist with all sort of high energy songs to keep a good pace as I run/walk.

3. Buy a very supportive bra…these ladies have a mind of their own.

That is really it. I downloaded this app on my Droid. http://runkeeper.com/home to keep track of my distance & time. I find if I make too many rules & goals for myself I freak out in my head and jump ship so I am literally just going to click the button on my phone & go. Walk or run (much more walking at first I assume) until I can’t go any further. Heck, I might only make it to the end of the street on the first day and that is okay with me but I WILL be a RUNNER.