Monday, August 19, 2013
I am a fan of Runner's World on FB and they frequently link to blogs done by guy named Mark Remy. Most of the time, his blogs are tongue in cheek, just good for a giggle, but today's wasn't. It went along with something I went through so well, that I feel compelled to write my own blog about it. You see, he was scheduled to do an early morning run but the baby had gotten up 4 times in the night. The blog goes on to show what happened to "Real World" Mark (the one who got up and ran) and Parallel Universe Mark (the one who rolled over and went back to sleep).
Here's my story:
At 5:15, my running buddy texted me: Have fun with ur run today. C u in car rider line. (Her son goes to the same school DS does). Yeah, it was raining and she bailed on me. Lol. Fortunately, she had already told me that she probably would if it was ever raining in the morning so I went to bed last night assuming I'd be by myself.
When I looked at the weather forecast yesterday and saw that the rain chance had gone from 50% to 90% for the time between 5 and 6 AM, I groaned out loud. My husband suggested that perhaps I should just run on the dreadmill at the gym after I finished teaching Group X (think Les Mills Body Pump) but I resisted, saying that I didn't really want to get out of the habit of getting up early and I was afraid that missing one time would turn into more. He just shook his head and looked at me like I was crazy. Lol.
When the alarm went off at 5:10 and I heard the rain coming down, all I wanted to do was turn off the alarm and go back to sleep. However, I got up, shuffled around getting dressed and stumbled out the door. When I first started, it wasn't so bad, but oh boy did the heavens open up! I also ran straight through a puddle that was about 3-4 inches deep with about a half mile left to go. Ugh. Soggy feet.
Okay, so yay, I got it done. However, that's not the reason for my blog. When I got home from my run, I found that a friend and fellow instructor needed some help with cueing on a program that she's trying to become certified to teach (I'm already certified in it). I talked with her and she really wanted to go over it together. The only time our schedules worked this week was today after my class. So that was when we met. She "taught" me the parts she was having trouble with (effectively making that my THIRD workout of the day, OUCH!) and we figured out a way to make it a little easier for her.
The point of all this is, I am so very glad I didn't phone it in this morning. It would've been so easy to do it. I had every excuse--the weather, my running buddy, being sick over the weekend, the fact that I was going to get a workout by teaching Group X...but I didn't! I have developed a running habit and I am loathe to give it up! And if I *HAD* slept in this morning, all of the other events of the day would've prevented me getting that run in that I was scheduled to do.
Here's a link to the blog, if you'd like to read it (be aware that he uses the *s* word in it a couple of times):
Thursday, June 27, 2013
Some days are easier than others in this healthy lifestyle journey on which I've embarked. Today was one of the good days. I was able to get a nice workout in while the kids played in the pool. Everyone was happy. My eating has been bang on today and we're having one of my faves, grilled buffalo chicken salad for dinner. However, not every day is like today. Some days, I just want to bury my face in a carton of ice cream or sit on the couch and read a book. I thought I'd write this to remind myself WHY it's important to make the healthy choices...
I know, I know, it's cliche, but my family is my number one reason to be healthy.
I don't have to take ANY of these right now--and I intend to keep it that way! When I started on this journey, I had to take BP meds. I do NOT want to have to do that again! My grandmother was a severe diabetic, so I need to remember that I don't want to end up like that if I don't have to.
That's my LBD. I got it as a reward when I reached my goal weight before. Sadly, I have never worn it because I didn't have an occasion. Now, I CAN'T wear it. That's gonna have to change. And this time, since I already have the dress, the reward is an occasion to wear it. I'm hoping to get a va-va-va-voom from DH! =D
DH and I ran our first race "together" this past February. This coming January, we are doing another event together. This time though, in honor of Boston, he is going to run the full marathon and I am going to run the half. I had intended to do "just" the 5K, but after Boston, I felt like I needed to give a little more. I've read that for every pound you drop, you cut 30 seconds off your half marathon time. WOW.
No explanation necessary!
So, tell me, what keeps you going? Why are YOU on this journey?
Monday, June 10, 2013
I just got a call from the director of group fitness at my gym...they are cancelling my Wednesday Group Power class. This was my very first class I ever taught. It was never a huge class, but I had about 6-8 hardcore regulars. I have to go in on Wednesday and tell them it's the last one. :( More than that, as it stands, my gym is looking to end its affiliation with Group Power and is going to have us start making it up on our own. Those of you that know me, know that Group Power is HUGE to me and I just can't imagine not doing it anymore.
Sunday, June 02, 2013
So BLC22 opened today and I'm on the Amber Amazon Warriors! Woo Hoo! Very excited about that. I am in the mindset that I was in when I first got "sparked". I'm hopeful that means I'm going to have similar results. You see, when I started my weight loss/healthy lifestyle journey, I weighed about 250 pounds. UGH.
I stared BLC in round 5 at 220 and reached goal (150) that same year.
I successfully stayed in my maintenance range for 3.5 years. Then, ugh. Real life got in the way of my plans. I started back to school and took a couple of rounds off from the BLC. Excuses, excuses, excuses. I kept telling myself, eh, it's not SO bad, you're still down (fill in the blank) pounds from your highest...
But then, my brother got married and I saw this picture:
Whoa. Not cool. When I saw that, I realized that I had been lying to myself and it had to stop. So, I decided to do what I KNOW works. Go back to the BLC. I've got my exercising down. I know what to do there and I do it. However, I have GOT to get my eating in check. Again, I know what to do, but unlike the exercise part, I don't do it. That changes NOW. Not tomorrow. Not on the official BLC start date. NOW.
Whoo Hoo WARRIORS!!! Are you in??
Monday, May 06, 2013
I finished my second triathlon yesterday!!
Oh my gosh, I am sooooo sore today! LOL. And you know what hurts the most? My derriere!
So, we've been having AWFUL, just terrible, weather the last week or so, but it got even worse on Saturday (race was Sunday). In fact, there was some concern that the race would be canceled due to thunderstorms. Not only that, but the Quail Hollow golf tournament (one of the major PGA tourneys) was being held this weekend, the entrance to which was literally on the same street. Because the threat of rain and bad storms was so bad for Sunday, they moved the golfers tee times up to coincide right with when we would be doing our race.
Saturday morning, I got a text from my friend who did the race with me, who was sitting outside watching her oldest son play flag football and the text said, "Jeni, it's cold out here. I don't think I can do this." Aye aye aye, I felt the SAME way! But you know I can't let that go, so I called her and talked her off the ledge. I sent her some Nike Women motivational posters to get her pumped up for it and we agreed to hit the road at 6 so we could get there in plenty of time to pick up our packets and get our ink.
Sunday morning came with wind. Lots and lots of wind. A steady wind of 18 mph, but gusts of 40 mph!! And it was cold. Oh my gosh. It was soooo cold (low 50's). The good thing is, there was no rain yet. We got the bikes loaded and off we went. Happily, the bad weather kept a lot of the golf fans in, so we didn't have to deal with too much traffic. We got to the Y, picked up our packets and got inked. We hung out in the truck for a couple of minutes because it was so cold and windy, but then we needed to rack our bikes in the transition area so we figured we'd better get a move on.
My friend was only a couple of rows behind where I was. I had a little trouble racking my bike because I was the last one in my row. Fortunately, we're in the South, so everyone was really nice about moving over.
I got my bucket set up. I remembered from last time that I had wished I'd had an extra towel so I could stand on one and drip while toweling off with the other one, so I brought 2 this time. I got my station set up as well as I could, but since it looked like we might be in for more rain, I covered my bucket with a garbage bag so my shoes wouldn't be wet. It made for a little bit longer transition time because I didn't have everything laid out, but it was worth the extra time!
We had decided not to do this race for time. Neither of us had trained the way we wanted to and with the weather being what it was, we knew we weren't going to be any faster than we were in September, so I told my friend that I was going to start and finish with her. Turns out, it was a good thing we weren't concerned about time because somehow, neither of our timing chips signaled us in or out of the transition areas so they only had the volunteer account of our time which was more than 8 minutes longer than what my Garmin said we did! I can understand a minute or so, but 8??? AND, I started my watch BEFORE I hit the water and forgot to turn it off right away after we crossed the finish line. Ah well, what are you going to do, right?
We kept our pants and jackets on as long as we could but they kick you out of the transition area about 15 minutes before the race starts, so we stripped down at that point. Aye aye aye, it was cold. I was fine except when the wind gust would hit. I've never seen so many goose bumps in my life!
This photo is from the local news. This was the inaugural race so we had a little extra coverage. My friend and I are in the shot on the right hand side. I'm actually showing her the engraving on my wedding band. lol.
Now, I could give you a play-by-play here, but I won't bore you with the details. We swam, biked (ugh, I have GOT to train hills for the one in September!!!!!) and ran our way to a couple of pretty pieces of bling.
We finished the race together, just like we started it. That was really fun. There was a guy there who was trying to get us to beat each other. Maybe in September, but that's not what this one was about for us.
There weren't a lot of spectators for this one. I'm betting the weather is a big reason for that. The golf tournament too. There wasn't a lot of parking if you weren't in the race. I missed the crowd support. I was thinking while we were going along about how important the spectators are. Even if they don't know you and will never see you again, sometimes a stranger's encouragement is just what you need to push a little harder.
Ahhh. It was a tough race, but I'm glad we did it. I am looking forward to the one in September, though. I'd like to break an hour. Last September it was 1:09. Yesterday, according to the Garmin, it was 1:28. I know if I can work the bike part out, I can really shave some time off so that's going to be a big focus for me this summer.
Now that's the nice and happy part. Here comes the disappointing part. You know that picture I shared before? The one the news took? Well, they posted it on their facebook page. And wouldn't ya know it? Haters gotta hate. One of the comments on the picture was this: Is one of the rules for the triathlon is that you gotta be 300lbs or better?
Y'all, I just about died when I saw that comment. WHAT? Who says something like that. I have written and deleted a comment back, but I really don't want to let him know that he got to me. So I think I'll share with YOU what I REALLY want to say: @Dan, you've got the BETTER part right because every woman here is BETTER than you.
I so hope that one of the ladies in the picture doesn't see that comment and feel defeated about something that was a beautiful accomplishment. I'll tell you now that it's motivation for me. You see, I've gained some of the weight I lost. Enough that I'm coming back for BLC22. (yay!) That comment hurt me. I didn't want to let it, but it did. It doesn't any more. I know that it was a comment made out of hate but you can't hate me if you don't know me, so he doesn't hate me. He hates something about himself and I can't help him with that. So you know what?? I am going to kick total BOOTAY in BLC22 AND in my next race...just TRI and stop me. =D
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