Tuesday, July 24, 2012

(No) Doubt

I went for a run the other day. It still makes me giggle/roll my eyes when I say that. I don't think I'll ever think of myself as a runner. I'm not. Right? I just "sort of" run. I'm slow. I take walk breaks. I'm still chubby. Does that equal runner? You tell me.

I'm starting to freak out about this half marathon. What was I thinking? I did 4.5 miles with Lyric riding her bike, pushing Fallon in the jogging stroller, and about died. And yes, I have a run scheduled tonight.

The nights I don't run, I try to ride my bike. I LOVE my bike. It's so fun. And I'm excited it's something I can do with Lyric - we rode 3.5 miles last night (part of it in the dark - I know she was getting freaked out). There's a trail near us that is perfect for running and biking, and most days, I itch to be there. It's where I started running, and I love it - it's my happy place. And I'm the type of person who NEEDS a happy place.

And shoes.

I'm going to take a baby step and run a 10K next weekend. We'll see how it goes.

Monday, July 16, 2012

Just half crazy

 On Friday I did something just plain NUTS and signed up for a half marathon. Holy shit, internet – what did I just do? Ok, so last year I started running. Pretty amazeballs considering I’ve never been athletic, and after being a smoker for too many years, I had no idea I could even attempt to run. But I did it – I completed the Couch to 5K program last fall and ran my first 5K on November 12 – just a few days after Fallon’s first birthday. It was such an awesome feeling of accomplishment – even if my time was pretty sucky – it was somewhere around 37 minutes. I’m not a fast runner by any means. Sometimes I feel like I could walk faster than I run. And then I just stopped. And I’d go for a random jog here and there – but nothing to keep myself in running shape.

I’m stupid.

So now it’s like I’m doing the couch to half-marathon training – luckily I have about 12 weeks to get my ass back into shape. I’m hoping this time will yield me some weight loss. When I was running before, I felt great – I didn’t really lose weight, but I wasn’t really watching my diet that well either. Now I’m kind of obsessive about what I eat, but I suck at staying consistent with my diet on the weekends – I go off the rails. I need to have a goal – and I remember last year when I first started running, I saw pictures from this half marathon and thought – I bet I could run that next year!

Yeah… about that…

I started training yesterday – Sundays are going to be my long runs/walks (cause I can’t run for an hour straight just yet). I have a gym at my new job, so treadmill access is a good thing on super hot days. This race is in October – yay for fall. I just have to stick to my schedule and keep going.

Is it weird that I haven’t told my husband yet? I’m afraid he’s going to laugh at me. Or scoff. I remember telling him I signed up for my 5K and he told me I’d never do it.  I SHOWED HIM. And I’ll do it again!

Tuesday, July 10, 2012

So it always starts out like this –

I’m fat. There, I said it. Ok, maybe not as fat as some people. But I’m 30 pounds over where I want to be, and that’s a lot. And I can’t get it to MOVE. I started running last year. RUNNING! 3 days a week – and going from nothing to 3 days a week of running is something. I started the C25K in August, and ran my first 5K in November. You know how much weight I lost? NADA. Zilch. Zero. Zip. Although my pants fit a little better. That’s something, right?

I took a hiatus from running over the winter, and I was pretty amazed at how easy it is to fall out of shape. And yup, it’s summer again, and I can’t run a mile without walking – again. So I’m trying to get back into running shape. I’m also trying to eat in a way that doesn’t resemble a bovine. Although if I was a grass fed bovine, that wouldn’t be so bad, right?

I had my thyroid checked a few weeks ago, because I have the symptoms of being hypothyroid. My results came back normal. WHAT. So I’m stumped. I did Weight Watchers for two months, religiously tracking, and lost NOTHING. I’m not sure what I’m missing. I’m just TIRED of feeling this way. Feeling shitty. Feeling like my pants are way too tight. Looking in the mirror and hating what I see. It sucks. So I’m laying it out on the line. I need motivation, inspiration, and the will to do this. 

My Annual Post!

Isn't that ridiculous? It's been a year. Lots of stuff happens in that amount of time. WTF, me? I suck, I'm lazy, blah, blah, blah. Oh well.

So yesterday I had this nice big post written, with pictures of the kids and what we've been up to. Then my browser crashed and I lost the whole thing. EmEffer!!! But I'm still here - plugging away at life - being a mom, working a new full time job and my old part time job, and dealing with ME (which is a full time job in itself).

I'll post more soon - promise. Here's a picture of Lyric and Fallon from the 4th: