I ran 10 miles last night. Last week I had gone out planning to run 5 miles and felt great and made it just a tad under 8 and a half miles. I hadn't brought anything with me but my phone (for music), and thought I could have probably gone further if I'd had water. So this time I strapped on my water belt. That thing has just never worked right for me. I've only worn it about 4 times, and each time I regretted it. I set out last night and was miserable for the first 4.5 miles because of the godforsaken belt. I ended up saying screw it, downed the water, and tossed the damn thing in a garbage can near a bus stop; least regretted $30 I've ever thrown away, I knew I wasn't going to make it all 10 miles with that belt on. The next 5.5 miles were awesome! I need to get one of those hand held bottles, I can't do a belt.
Going to take another maintenance break for a week or two. I just can't eat in a deficit like I used to, I don't know if it's mental or physical or bother, but it sucks. Maybe I can do like 3 weeks on 2 weeks off or some other variation of off/on.
Today I just wanna eat like crap and baby my poor poor knees.
I love running. I love running in that I have always hated running and now I've made running my bitch. I will do a marathon one of these days, hell maybe I'll do the one in January. At this point I know I could probably go out next week and do a half marathon.
Anyway, another one of my radom filled blog posts where you get to see just how all over the place my thoughts are.
Tuesday, April 23, 2013
32 (A Remake of Taylor Swift's 22)
It feels like one of those nights to take my bra off,
and catch up on Netflix, uh uh uh uh
It feels like a perfect night to watch a whole season,
of some real old show, uh uh uh uh
Yeaaaaaaah
We're happy busy loved and tired at the same time.
It's magical and miserable oh yeaaaah
Tonight's the night we forget by drinking lotsa wine,
it's time, uh uh
I don't know about you, but I'm feelin' 32.
Everything will be alright, if I don't have to clean up poo.
You know all about me, more than you want to.
Everything will be alright, if we just keep actin' like we're 32, 32
It seems like one of those nights this place is too crowded,
too many dang kids, and toys uh uh
It seems like one of those nights we ditch the whole thing,
and end up sleeping instead of cleaning!
Yeaaaaaaaah
We're happy busy loved and tired that's the best news.
It's magical and miserable oh yeaaaah
Tonight's the night we forget about the bills due,
it's time, uh uh
I don't know about you, but I'm feelin' 32.
Everything will be alright, if I don't have to clean up poo.
You know all about me, more than you want to.
Everything will be alright, if we just keep actin' like we're 32, 32
Don't know about you, 32, 32
It feels like one of those nights,
We wear our yoga pants
It feels like one of those nights,
The kids are sleeping
It feels like one of those nights,
You have some good news, you paid the bills due, I'm guna kiss you
I don't know about you, but I'm feelin' 32.
Everything will be alright, if I don't have to clean up poo.
You know all about me, more than you want to.
Everything will be alright, if we just keep actin' like we're 32, 32
Actin' like 32, yeah 32, yeah yeah
It feels like one of those nights,
clean puke at midnight
It feels like one of those nights,
we won't be sleeping
It feels like one of those nights,
You smell like bad poo, I gotta change you, I gotta change you
and catch up on Netflix, uh uh uh uh
It feels like a perfect night to watch a whole season,
of some real old show, uh uh uh uh
Yeaaaaaaah
We're happy busy loved and tired at the same time.
It's magical and miserable oh yeaaaah
Tonight's the night we forget by drinking lotsa wine,
it's time, uh uh
I don't know about you, but I'm feelin' 32.
Everything will be alright, if I don't have to clean up poo.
You know all about me, more than you want to.
Everything will be alright, if we just keep actin' like we're 32, 32
It seems like one of those nights this place is too crowded,
too many dang kids, and toys uh uh
It seems like one of those nights we ditch the whole thing,
and end up sleeping instead of cleaning!
Yeaaaaaaaah
We're happy busy loved and tired that's the best news.
It's magical and miserable oh yeaaaah
Tonight's the night we forget about the bills due,
it's time, uh uh
I don't know about you, but I'm feelin' 32.
Everything will be alright, if I don't have to clean up poo.
You know all about me, more than you want to.
Everything will be alright, if we just keep actin' like we're 32, 32
Don't know about you, 32, 32
It feels like one of those nights,
We wear our yoga pants
It feels like one of those nights,
The kids are sleeping
It feels like one of those nights,
You have some good news, you paid the bills due, I'm guna kiss you
I don't know about you, but I'm feelin' 32.
Everything will be alright, if I don't have to clean up poo.
You know all about me, more than you want to.
Everything will be alright, if we just keep actin' like we're 32, 32
Actin' like 32, yeah 32, yeah yeah
It feels like one of those nights,
clean puke at midnight
It feels like one of those nights,
we won't be sleeping
It feels like one of those nights,
You smell like bad poo, I gotta change you, I gotta change you
Friday, April 19, 2013
Am I really a "fit" person?!
A person can look fit and not be fit, just as a person can be fit without looking fit. Ok, obvious statement I suppose. But am I both? When can I say "I'm in good shape", and have it mean both looks-wise PLUS physically?
Let's look at the evidence to determine the answer, shall we? Fitness-wise: I can run a pretty long distance, I can lift pretty heavy weights, my endurance is pretty high, my strength is pretty good. Physically: I have some muscles that show, I'm well into the "normal" weight category BMI-wise, my body fat is a respectable level, my pant size would indicate that I'm normal to (dare I say) small-ish. PLUS I'm still working at getting better in every area!
So the evidence points to the answer being yes, I'm fit/in shape in pretty much any way a person can look at it. Why, then, is it so hard for me to see myself that way?
I'm nowhere near fitness model status of course, not close to being an elite athlete, not the thinnest, not the lowest body fat, not the strongest, but I can still be a fit person without being the BEST can't I? I get caught up in comparing myself to others. If someone is fittER than me, than I must not be fit. If someone can run faster, further, longer, then I must not be that good. If someone can lift more, I must be pretty weak. That is a ridiculous way of thinking isn't it? Because someone else is MORE of, or BETTER at, whatever, that means I can't be that thing.
If I do something physically that surprises me or that I'm impressed by, I quickly brush it off as a fluke. If I take a good picture where I look pretty decent, I tell myself it's the angle/lighting/outfit/pose. Why!? Why do I rob myself of any credit I am due? Why do I find it so scary to be able to say "I'm in good shape. I look really good." Because I feel like someone will come along and be like, um no, not at all, and then I'll feel stupid. And what if that DID happen? One person's opinion means nothing. Anyone else's opinion means nothing, really, just my opinion of myself.
Ok, so I got that all out, so here it goes. . .
I'm fit. I'm in great shape. I look amazing. And not just compared to my former-fat-self, not just compared to other mommies of 2, not just compared to XYZ, but overall and in general with no disclaimer or caveat! SO THERE!
Let's look at the evidence to determine the answer, shall we? Fitness-wise: I can run a pretty long distance, I can lift pretty heavy weights, my endurance is pretty high, my strength is pretty good. Physically: I have some muscles that show, I'm well into the "normal" weight category BMI-wise, my body fat is a respectable level, my pant size would indicate that I'm normal to (dare I say) small-ish. PLUS I'm still working at getting better in every area!
So the evidence points to the answer being yes, I'm fit/in shape in pretty much any way a person can look at it. Why, then, is it so hard for me to see myself that way?
I'm nowhere near fitness model status of course, not close to being an elite athlete, not the thinnest, not the lowest body fat, not the strongest, but I can still be a fit person without being the BEST can't I? I get caught up in comparing myself to others. If someone is fittER than me, than I must not be fit. If someone can run faster, further, longer, then I must not be that good. If someone can lift more, I must be pretty weak. That is a ridiculous way of thinking isn't it? Because someone else is MORE of, or BETTER at, whatever, that means I can't be that thing.
If I do something physically that surprises me or that I'm impressed by, I quickly brush it off as a fluke. If I take a good picture where I look pretty decent, I tell myself it's the angle/lighting/outfit/pose. Why!? Why do I rob myself of any credit I am due? Why do I find it so scary to be able to say "I'm in good shape. I look really good." Because I feel like someone will come along and be like, um no, not at all, and then I'll feel stupid. And what if that DID happen? One person's opinion means nothing. Anyone else's opinion means nothing, really, just my opinion of myself.
Ok, so I got that all out, so here it goes. . .
I'm fit. I'm in great shape. I look amazing. And not just compared to my former-fat-self, not just compared to other mommies of 2, not just compared to XYZ, but overall and in general with no disclaimer or caveat! SO THERE!
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Sunday, April 14, 2013
Warrior Dash
It was awesome!!!! Was able to run the whole way, even though it was hot as hell here in Phoenix this weekend. Our wave time was at 2:30, so like the worst part of the day. I'm pretty beat up today, bruises and scratches, but overall I'm thrilled with how I did.
Results: Time 42:37.60, top 11% for my age range, top 25% overall. Little disappointed with the time, but happy with where I placed! Have to keep in mind it takes extra time to go through all the obstacles.
This was my first race ever and I'm totally hooked!
Results: Time 42:37.60, top 11% for my age range, top 25% overall. Little disappointed with the time, but happy with where I placed! Have to keep in mind it takes extra time to go through all the obstacles.
This was my first race ever and I'm totally hooked!
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| After getting cleaned up, kinda. |
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| Me and Jason |
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| Race Shirts |
Thursday, April 11, 2013
Uh, ok!!!
As you probably know (unless you've just accidentally stumbled newly into this mess of a blog) I JUST started trying to lose again after maintaining for about 2 months. Basically just buckled back down as of April 1st, halfheartedly tried a few days before Easter, but kinda took Easter off. Anyway, I finally had hit that 100 pound mark that I'd been struggling with since December, and have just been blowing through the pounds the last 11 days. I'm down to 133.4 as of this morning. I have been eating 1500 net calories a day, and decided to do some intermittent fasting again mainly so I could eat a couple big meals rather than more small ones. It's been working great! I have no explanation for why, or how, but I'm not arguing! I'm sure it has a lot to do with having taken a break from eating in a deficit, and lifting. Any way it goes I'm thrilled!
Monday, April 8, 2013
Today is a good day
I hit that elusive 100 pound mark yesterday (YAY!!!!).
My husband and I are signed up to run the Warrior Dash this coming Saturday, which I'm very excited (and nervous) about.
I'm in amazing shape, the very best I've ever been! I'm healthy and I'm fit.
AND, I feel good about myself today. And I should. And I'm pledging right here right now that I will NOT do anything to kill this feeling. I usually do, I seek out something that inevitably makes me feel awful. Not today. Today I am allowing myself to feel good, to feel amazing.
My husband and I are signed up to run the Warrior Dash this coming Saturday, which I'm very excited (and nervous) about.
I'm in amazing shape, the very best I've ever been! I'm healthy and I'm fit.
AND, I feel good about myself today. And I should. And I'm pledging right here right now that I will NOT do anything to kill this feeling. I usually do, I seek out something that inevitably makes me feel awful. Not today. Today I am allowing myself to feel good, to feel amazing.
Wednesday, April 3, 2013
1 year apart pics
Found a year apart picture I'm willing to share (I've posted last year's Easter pic before on my blog as I don't have many pics of me heavy because I avoided the camera). I was already losing weight in the pic on the left and it was technically the Thursday before last Easter, 4/4/12, I was probably around 210-211 pounds, so not my highest weight. Pic on the right is from yesterday 4/2/13 (technically neither pic was taken on Easter day, but almost exactly 1 year apart). So like 210 lbs vs 140 lbs, give or take a pound.
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| Easter 2012 vs. Easter 2013 |
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