Monthly Archives: August 2009

Shirt Came Today

WooHoo

My shirt came today!!!

Back of my ShirtAnd, what’s even better… DH thought it wouldn’t fit… AND IT DOES!!!front of my shirt I’m thrilled that it came, I’m even more thrilled that it is “only” a large and it fits fine!  I know what I’m wearing to work tomorrow!!!

I’ve committed to not only raising money for Komen Marathon for the Cure, but Marathon Kids.

Komen Team Marathon is for Mom and for Aunt Bea.  Marathon Kids is for Des and Trooper… for everyone that faces the possibility of Type 2 diabetes (Little bro didn’t have a choice, or a way to avoid it… other people can sometimes keep it from happening to them…

I want everyone to know that anything is possible… Getting Fit, Running 26 miles (26 miles all at once, .25 miles at a time, walking, skipping… however you get there)… If I can get here, anyone can to wherever they want to be… 26 miles in a year a hundred yards at a time… it is possible.

Sometimes I wonder if trying for all of this is worth it.  Today, I feel like all of this is worth it…

Hit by a Truck

I am sitting in the breezy side yard listening to the birds, the air conditioner and the quiet.  There are a couple dogs chatting with each other a block or so away.  Other than that, it is one of the quietest places I’ve been in forever…

Tonight, I hurt.  Yesterday’s run was SO worth it, but tonight, I hurt.  I ache. It is a good hurt, the kind of hurt that is “no pain, no gain” hurt, but it is hurt none the less.

Distance Day

Today was an interesting day.

I was so excited about getting out and hitting it… I got almost everything ready last night… all laid out so it was all ready this morning.  I considered woosing out when I got up but I really wanted to do this so got my butt in gear.

I waited till it was starting to get daylight because I’m dumb but not stupid.  The sun wasn’t the whole way up, but it was daylight enough that I could see what was coming at me and what all was in the surroundings.  I got a couple really pretty shots of sunrise (there is something to be said for the squirrel not liking the smallish light weight camera that we got her… I get to use it when I run and it doesn’t weigh me down too much).

Sunrise

I made it to the big road at just the time that the first hot air balloon headed off.  I got a couple killer pictures of the balloon taking off and floating over the road…. made the bend at the convenience store (after my first drink of water) just as the next balloon team was getting the basket set up for their take off.  Got to see the burner lit as they tested it.  I slowed down to take my pictures, but didn’t opt to sit and watch the team get ready.  Maybe I should have, ordinarily I would have, but I didn’t.  I needed to do the route for some kind of timing.

Balloon over the morningBut it was okay, it was SO worth the day.

The creek where the dog likes to play in the nice cold water was a dry rocky creek bed.  Sad.  It has been such a dry summer and even the rain from night before last didn’t make any difference… but it was interesting to see the flood pole next to a creek that wasn’t even there…

Onward and upward.  Got a couple more pics of the first balloon as I passed the soccer field.

Noticed (duh) that there were an awful lot of cars passing me at 7:20 in the morning even in the park, even on such a beautiful morning (only 72 degrees!!!!).  Figured out in a bit what was going on.  The local fitness training company has a recurring outing in the park every Saturday. I looked up the site when I got home… There was a really nice lady that told me I should join!  Yeah… might actually be nice to join such a group, but not for $100 for 24 weeks… thanks but no thanks…

balloon over runners

It got me thinking (since I was out on my own with no one to talk to and nothing but music in my head and nothing but feet and street) that I don’t know if I would really want to rely on a group (much as I might really enjoy the fellowship of other people like me) for my success.  The reason I took up this kind of exercise is so I don’t have to rely on anyone else’s schedule… any one else for my success or failure.    It would probably be good to have someone to talk to who has been there… who is going through the same stupidity that I am going through, but if I have to pay someone to talk to me (and that person doesn’t have a degree in psychology….) I don’t think it is probably really worth it.

Passing a runner (yeah, she was running, I was only maintaining a fast walk) who waved as she passed made me think that I probably just need to keep up the solitary training… It may not be as safe as running (or walking) in a pack, but as long as I’m careful and keep my cell phone at the ready… it will probably be my best option…

Made the bend at the park, got a picture of the people from the group running across the bridge… balloon in the background… you guessed it, more pictures.

Another drink.

I really love my squat little stainless water bottle.  It fits perfectly in my fanny pack and has just about the right amount of water for a 2 hour outing.

Out of the park and onto the beautiful wide new sidewalk.

Waved at the passing police car (they usually don’t let on they see you, so this one waving was really nice).

passed one couple almost at the point where the sidewalk ends.

took out onto the newly dug up roadbed, so I didn’t have to do the last several hundred yards to the light… it would have been better for my pace to stay on the road…

Tree Nearing the End of my outing

6.75 miles, 1 hour 45 min (including cool down and stretching)

cool bath (SUCKS to not have water come out of the faucet COLD but rather tepid.. ), 2 eggs, a piece of toast and salsa…

Now, an hour and a half later, I’m sitting here thinking about my outing.  I feel wonderful right now.  It was SO worth going out this morning.  I wasn’t overly sweaty (although I did smell like a goat when I got home) during my run.  I’m not terribly sore right now… I love the change in my normal routine..  I’m thinking that this might be a  to do list thing for tomorrow.

Cross Training Day

Okay, so, two days in a row… sue me.

Yesterday the kids and I went down to the pool to swim.  I work hard when we go to the pool… I try to run in the water… I do my version of water aerobics… I swim laps… and yesterday was no exception… the only real weirdness is that we were at the pool alone and it was 100 degrees..

Today, I did the recombant bike… 8 miles in 40 minutes… 200 calories.  My thigh muscles are sore.. my calf muscles are sore… the shower was heavenly.

It wasn’t the run I would like, but it was good, anyway!

Spa treatment from Rainbow Sky

Now, I’m starting to take training more seriously.  I have started to push more and as a result I’ve started to feel sore more and more… muscle sore, tired, achy… enter, spoiling myself with stuff that I’ve gotten from Rainbow Sky.  The online store is an amazing place run by a totally crazy awesomely special lady.

I have started using  BooBoo Balm on my muscles when I start getting sore.  I even use it on my sore feet when I start to feel like I’ve worn my shoes wrong.   It doesn’t smell like a locker room and it rubs in and doesn’t leave you feeling really greasy.  And with the Shea Butter and Cocoa Butter in it, it makes my skin feel better when I’m done, too.  Going to have to splurge on another 5 oz jar before long!  It lasts for a long time if you use it the way that Sky suggests.

I really love Rainbow Sky’s stuff.  She takes such care in her products… I got a small basket of soaps that squirreld away because the homemade soaps make me feel spoiled, too, and I don’t know what is in them, but they clean away the sweaty feeling without drying or being heavy.  The bars last a long time and many of the “flavors” have exfoliate qualities that make me feel all clean and scrubbed without being too rough.

I know is probably isn’t really what a spa treatment is really like, but you know what, it is close and it makes me feel fantastic to do stuff that is good for my body while not adding meds that really aren’t necessary.

Staying Motivated When Life is… well… life…

How does everyone else stay motivated to workout?

When I am at work and the gym is right downstairs and stress is an ever present… THEN it is easy to stay motivated… getting out of the office, working myself into a sweat and then going for a nice cool shower is a heavenly break and way more productive than going out to lunch or working through lunch (which happens at least one day a week plus my work from home day).

But some times (especially when I’m deep in the heart of the second pager week in a row and especially when I’m up several nights running because of the way that the database is behaving) it is so hard to get my butt up and going.

Now, I have to be able to make my Valentines Day deadline for 13.1…

But more important, I feel so much better now that I’m down 30 pounds (and holding) and I can breathe and I am feeling more and more human most of the time.

I look at my kids… and my sibling’s kids… and I think maybe I can be an example to them… if I can do this anyone can if they want it badly enough.  It takes wanting it badly enough, though… and doing it because YOU want to not because someone else wants you to or tries to guilt you into it… because you have decided that you are worth the effort.

And you are worth the effort.  If not you, then who!?!

You really can’t be everything that everyone else wants you to be if you aren’t everything you can be to yourself.

Yeah, I know, I have always rolled my eyes at that one, too.  I have to do X for DS.  I have to do Y for DD.  I have to do W, Z and Q for DH.  Work comes first because if I don’t do whatever it takes for whatever the current most important project I will “Be responsible for costing <the company> a lot of money” (that really is hooey for what it’s worth).  House work, laundry, dinner, work, the other work, yard work… hell, with all of that and everything else, I’m lucky if I have the time to take a shower let alone take time for me (to read a book or take a walk or even just sit in the back yard).

It really is amazing, though, when you realize that your cholesterol is way too high and your not breathing right and that you hurt all of the time and that no matter how many hours there are in a day, the next day really will come with just as many and the one after that… and the one after that… and other people will work to consume all of them for you if you let them.  Say NO to just one thing… folding that load of laundry… doing just one extra thing for the project that really isn’t your job…

Take just five minutes to walk to the end of the block and back.

Walk it for a week, every day.

FEEL the difference after a week or after two.

Feel how you notice the house at the end of the block that won house of the month and see how the weeds are really taking over their yard because they aren’t keeping up with pulling the weeds or trimming around the little fence any more.  Notice the dragon fly that frequents the fence  next door.  Smell the heavenly smell of the people across the street when they start the grill every Friday for dinner.

Soon you will start to really look forward to those five or ten minutes alone time and you will start to feel better and you will come back to the “regular” part of life with a new outlook and things will seem to get done quicker than before.

After the first distance starts to become more effortless, add a little more distance (an extra house or two, the end of the next block).  Notice the new things that you pass.  Take an audio book with you as background, or listen to music that lifts your heart… or that calms your mind.  Eventually you will start to look for music that helps you keep time to your walk or that helps you to keep up with keeping up.

After a few weeks, you may start to notice that you are feeling better, that you’ve lost a couple pounds or that your pants (or shirt…or whatever) fit a little more loosely.

Once you get there, you are half the way.

I don’t suggest that you actually go out and sign up for a marathon (or even a half marathon).  That’s what I just did, but I set that as a goal when Trunk Monkey and my now ex-pet developer (She found a better job) guilt-ed me into going to the gym with them because no one ever went to the gym with them and then they quit going all together… they both said (eyes rolled) that they got me going and I was the only one that was still going and they would see me finishing a marathon one of these days… when they said that, then quit going, I figured I may as well set that as a goal and when I started to loose weight it started to become a goal that started to seem real.

start small

keep at it

and remember

if not you, then who…

Why do I let her get to me?

“hi didn’t open your email about your reg for marathon tell me about it—is it to raise money for something or are you running to run—–good for you!!!!!! love you   let me know!!!!”

Why do I keep letting it hurt?  She can call me THRILLED with how wonderful she is (even when she calls to wish me happy birthday it has “I’m wonderful” associations…) and I duly make note of just how wonderful she is.  In fact the only time she does bother with me is to let me  know where I’m failing in life and where she is MOST wonderful.

I guess I knew it wouldn’t matter to her when I included her.  I guess it was stupid to think otherwise.

This is my first REAL race.  This is my first significant attempt at major fund-raising (which Sister Sue is TOTALLY killer at).

Does any of it matter?  Am I really only here to reflect how wonderful she is?

Feeling sorry for myself is way easier, too, because I’ve not been able to run in 3 days because of pager duty.

Sweating to Lunch

I haven’t decided yet if it is a good thing or a bad thing that many of the people that I work with have started frequenting the same gym that I do at lunch time.

It is good to workout, and a workout at lunch relieves stress and makes the afternoon fly.

It is good to be in a gym where people are there to work out and not to be seen at the gym… where imaginary sweat isn’t wiped away after three peddles of the stationary bike and a sip of latte.

I feel like a goon, though, with everyone watching me sweat my butt off (almost literally) every day.

I guess it means that they know I’m dedicated to being healthier.

LunchTime Run

This morning I pushed through what I had to get done as quickly as I could so I could run at the gym at lunch time.   I got in 30 good minutes before I got called back upstairs to see what some idiot was doing on the database.

Found out it really was an idiot doing something.  Ended up “only” gettng to run 2 miles but at least it was a good two miles.

Cross Training Day 1

Okay, so I have the pager, and I opted for not running today, but going for a swim workout.  60 min of swimming and water aerobics.  Tonight, I’m wiped.  I’m not sure what it is about working out in the water, but it always makes me really tired.  I probably would have stayed and worked out longer, but it got to the point where I was starting to be really chilly in the water, even though the water was pretty warm.  The walk down to the pool was very sweaty, the walk home was just enough to warm me back up to normal feeling.

Went hunting for workout music this morning.  I found a bunch of Nike workout music on iTunes.