SlimQuick Cleanse and Jump Start Pack

It was my early birthday present to me… I figured what can it hurt and it might help me get past this plateau that nothing seems to be helping… not adding weights, not adding reps and reps to the weights, not adding in elliptical and yoga… nothing…

Been on the Cleanse pills for starting on the 4th day.  Not sure I’m feeling a whole lot different… at least not a whole lot different than I was feeling before I started them… and I don’t think I’ve actually dropped any weight becuase of the cleanse itself yet… but I’m only at the halfway point.

I really enjoy the morning lemon water that they recommend as part of the cleanse (2T lemon juice in 8oz luke warm water).  It is a great way to wake up in the morning.  I’ve been drinking more of the jasmine green tea at work than the coffee lately and I haven’t had a regular coke or pepsi in probably a week… and I’m really not feeling the worse for wear because of it, either… less caffien hasn’t really necessarily been a bad thing.  And water… been drinking gallons and gallons of water…

I really hope something helps get me past this place where I am. I haven’t changed anything weight wise in weeks.  Still adjusting inches around, but I keep thinking about the people on Biggest Loser and thinking that if they have one week where their weight doesn’t change they are devistated and thrown off the ranch and I’ve been stuck here for what seems like ever.

Walk and a Lime-aid

Easter… Ham (great… ) and Scalloped potatos (more great) but it was worth it.

Ran out of milk with the scalloped potatos.  Walked the mile to CVS to get milk (only 5 days out on the expiration date) and back.  Stopped at Sonic to get a long cold (half priced!) cherry lime-aid.  Got an even bigger drink of water when I got home.

I wasn’t actually anticipating being able to exercise a whole lot today… it was raining when I got up and I needed to hide two easter baskets before the kids got up (I wonder, how many other parents hide easter baskets for teenagers… ) so I knew running was probably out… and my calves hurt from running yesterday a bit so I wanted to let them rest.  The walk was heavenly.

It warmed up nicely today… and it is great to sit and relax and get caught up on life in general.

A Good Hurt

I didn’t run yesterday… I was hoping to ease my muscles aching.  It helped to some degree, but only some.   When I got up this morning, I really wanted to run… so I suited up and ran.

Right now, I’m sitting listening to Harry Potter and drinking Lapsang Suchong tea.  At the end of my run this morning… the only thing I wanted was smokey tea… so after I soaked in a hot bath I made tea and it was perfect.  I should eventually eat something… but right now… tea is all I really want.

I hurt… but it is such a good hurt.  I am down 5 pounds over the last week so the hurt tells me it is helping.

Cross Training

It has been being a cross training kind of a day… three days this week.  Tuesday, I did two circuits of the weight machines in the gym then turned to the stationary bike for 20 min and the elliptical for 20 min.

By the time I got done, I was really proud of myself becuase the last time I tried the eliptical machine I made it about 90 seconds before I thought I was going to die.  This time, 20 min had me breaking a sweat and had my heart rate hitting 142 but nothing horrible.

Yesterday and today, it was the elevated treadmill… 25 min on the treadmill… then weights… 30 reps pushing 70 pounds, 30 reps pulling 55 reps, 20 reps pulling down, 20 pulling up.

My abdominals are sore tonight… so are the muscles in my lower back.  But it is a good hurt.

And, I haven’t had a can of pop since Monday… almost entirely water… a little jasmine green tea… a little coffee… tonight, my treat is sugarless drink mix in water and ice.  Tomorrow morning, I run again…  I’m looking forward to tomorrow’s run.

Tomorrow is a work from home day… I think I will make some sun tea while I sit out back and work… tea without sugar should be good, too.

Tonight, I measured for the first time in a few weeks

23 inch thighs, 36 inch waist.

Still entirely too high, but getting better (even during THAT time)

I wanted to see if my pants fitting better (actually hanging baggy off of my thighs and not tight on my waist or butt… “actually” fitting like they are supposed to) was a lot in my mind or if I really was feeling better and my clothes fitting better.  Wasn’t all in my mind.

Cold March Morning

The house was warm enough this morning when I got up so I put on my capri leggings and a T-shirt and headed out on my run.  Becuase it was pager duty weekend, and becuase the pager whined all night long, I ran later.  That meant I could run in the daylight and change my route.  I love to run the new route, but it is not well lighted enough for me to run comfortably that way at 5am.  I learned to trust my instincts… so I don’t go that way that early in the morning alone.

What did I find when I went outside?  I found frost on the grass, on the rooves of the houses and on the cars.

I learned that when it is really cold my scar on my arm itches really badly.

I leaned that even wearing leggings and a t-shirt, when it is freezing, I can sweat and when I get in the house the heat (even when the heat isn’t on) is amazing.

A hot bath after a chilly run feels FANTASTIC.

Feeling Like a Loser

Been reading forums and blogs the last couple of days, and most of them are done by people who have run marathons and half marathons and 20 races in 2 years and who are SO much further down this trail than I am.  People who run and run and run and run.  People who have pretty places to take their run.  People who are lean and healthy and will probably live forever.

Today, I’m feeling like a loser.  I feel like I’m really doing something by running my intervals.  I feel like a champion when I can run a mile or two in a run walk run walk run walk pattern.  I’m not even going to try a half marathon until I think I can make 13 miles in under 3.5 hours and these people are talking bout finishing a marathon in like 3 hours.  I’m up to running for 30 min off and on run walk.  Lord, I’m feeling like a loser… and not really like the  Biggest Loser on TV…

I know this is a feeling that I will get over… I’ve been here before and it usually helps if I just don’t read those blogs and forums for a while and just focus on the path I’m on.  If I focus on my own race, I don’t notice so much what a loser I am compared to other people.  That is one reason that I took up running… I have to compete against myself and beat my own best.  I don’t have to worry about anyone else so much.

Everything I’ve read say that you should find a running buddy… that you should get in a group for the camaraderie and accountability.  I don’t really do well with a bunch of other people.  I don’t do group exercise classes or organized sports or maybe rather team sports.  I don’t like having to rely on someone else for my ability to get my job done.  I can do team player, but I don’t thrive on relying on other people to get things done.  So running (and now adding weights and jumping rope) are ideal for me.

Running on a Foggy Friday Morning

It was mildly foggy this morning when I went out for my run. It wasn’t bad, but bad enough that, had I not had a baggy over my pager, I would have been in trouble for getting it wet. While that isn’t as bad as having it call 911 for me while I’m running and then having them call me back because one bounce of the fanny pack dials emergency and the next hangs up, it is bad enough. There is little difference in the humbling feeling that you get from having an operator ask you if you are sure you are just running for fun and you really don’t need a fire truck or police car and having to grovel to the management where you work for messing up their fairly expensive toys.

I took a step back today… back to First day to 5k week 1. I needed to have the reassurance that I can do it after the biggest part of a week feeling like a failure (didn’t make it to the bathroom for lunch let alone to the gym and I only ran one morning after a week of stomach aches). I did the run and actually felt like I could have kept going, which bolstered my ego just a bit.

Now, I’m sitting listening to folk music (which, when it is instrumental, is a great way to relax at the end of a day) waiting for the kids to call so I can walk over and walk them home. Since it is pager week, I will have to be careful of what I might miss during that walk, but it is such a pretty day. The walk tonight will call for a hoody since it is really chilly coming in the window, and the dog will have to stay out of the water, but it will be a good thing. I took five dollars and bought a weighted jump rope today.

The wind is strong enough that I really can’t be jumping rope outside and the dog loves the novelty of it so inside today isn’t an option… but that is my next version of cross training… jumping rope. That probably isn’t optimal becuase it uses a lot of the same muscles, but it taxes my breathing and my heart rate more than I thought it would, so this is actually a good thing.

Not Running THIS Morning

Spent most of the night sick.  So this morning, I slept in a bit (dog decided I needed to get up becuase she needed to pee) and now am just sitting here listening to the sounds of the trains floating in through the window on the breeze.  It would have been a fabulous day to run, too but I know that if I had tried, I would have ended up somewhere down the road sick again and that would not have been pleasant becuase I’m not sure I could have guaged where I was going to be when I got sick and in someone’s yard would have not been neighborly.

Sunrise earth is on tv.  That looks like a wonderful place to run… Point Reyes in California… purple wildflowers and queen annes’ lace, all to the sound of the sea.  Probably scare the elk, though.

Supposed to rain this afternoon… not sure about tomorrow morning.  I may have to dig out my waterproof bag again for my run tomorrow.  Then it is back to pager patrol.  Joy of Joys.  I think, though, that I might have a way to carry it now that doesn’t dial 911 every time I run… so I may have actually gotten past that issue.  I hope so, I really don’t want police and fire trucks coming after me when I’m out for a run just because they can’t make the stupid phone so it doesn’t dial emergency services by bouncing in a fanny pack.  EEsh.

200 days till the Run America Run half marathon.  I still think I can do this.  This morning, I think so with less confidence, but I think so.

Have a marvelously active day.  For me, today, activiety will probably be limited to the 3 or 4 flights of stairs that I go down and back up in the parking garage carrying two laptops.

My First Half Marathon?

Okay.  Today I made the decision on where/what my first half marathon is going to be… I hope I can get there from here.  I think I can, but I’m scared.

29 weeks.  That is a lot of weeks… That will let me prepare… I need to alter my strength training just a little… more about reps, less about how much I can move a few times.  Maybe I will start working just to increase the number of reps I do with the weight I’m at now for a few weeks and then increase the weight.

And it is close enough to home that I won’t be totally far away if for some reason I can’t actually do it… and if I wait to sign up, I won’t be out anything other than the humiliation of not being able to do it.  Now that I’m seeing my own improvements in my running (I’m going to start podrunner intervals day 1 to 5k week 2 tomorrow) I feel fairly confident that I should be able to maintain a 15 min mile by October.

Any one up for following the adventure that I’m going to try to undertake?  Anyone want to train with me virtually?

Today, the workout was yard work.  Did 3 hours of yard work early this morning.  Cooked dinner outside.

No new pounds, but inches are leaving

I can’t for the life of me get past this plateau.  The inches have (are still) fallen off, but I can’t get the next five pounds off and it is driving me crazy.  I try hard not to pay attention to what the scales say but it is really hard.  It doesn’t seem to matter how much exercise I get or how many times I work out with weights, the pounds stick fast.

I feel good that the inches are changing and in my head I understand that muscle weighs more than fat so the fact that the inches leave means I’m doing some of the right things anyway, but it is frustrating that I cant prove it on the scale.