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C25K: Week 7 Day 1

I feel like it was yesterday that I was titling a post C25K: The Night Before and here I am, already completed 1/3 of week 7.  So insane.  So nuts.  Who woulda thought?   I talked about hoping for the runner’s high (CHECK), being able to do the runs (CHECK), and believing in myself (CHECK).  I think I’m doing pretty good, if I may say so myself.

The one thing I haven’t been doing is strength training on the off days, unless you count lifting up the boy.  He’s a mighty weight that’s for certain, but I’m almost used to the 24 lbs of weight that he is, and so now it’s just something that we do, not any type of ‘strength training.’  Though the tosses and bumps up in the air might account for some training.  Damn, that is hard, and of course it is one of the things he loves the most.

So, week 7, day 1.  I went this morning at 11am and a few minutes into the run portion of the workout, I mentally kicked myself in the ass.  It was HOT, so hot, scorching really.  There was barely a breeze, so I didn’t even have that whole wind in my face thing.  Right now it’s 27 and 31 with the humidex.  I’m fairly certain it was around there at 11.  Brutal, but I did it.  Didn’t stop once either.  I blow myself away every time, because so much about this is mental self-control.  I am training my brain and my body, and they are training me.  It blows me away that I can have so much control and when my mind is telling me I probably should take a break, I tell it to piss off and keep on trucking.  Granted, I slow down a tad, to a very slow crawl-like jog, but I keep going and pressing forward.  Not once have I listened to the negative thoughts and I am proud to say I am putting them where they belong.  On the pavement.  Under my feet.  Stomping on them loudly and proudly as I press on.

The most awesome part of my run today, was that I increased my distance from 3.86 km to 4.3 km.  It was in 35 minutes rather than 30, and was not 5 km, but I increased my distance slightly and for that I am a very happy mama.  At this rate it will still take me about 42 minutes to do a 5k, but it’s coming.  Kyle is trying to encourage me to run a 5k in the fall, but I’m very nervous.  My whole thing is that I don’t want to come in last place.  I actually looked up the results from the Mogathon 5k, and if I would’ve ran in it, I would’ve been probably about fourth last.  I know it doesn’t matter.  It has no bearing on anything at all, and the fact that I would and COULD finish a 5k, is what counts, and blows me away.  I just need to overcome that obstacle, that fear, like I’ve overcome the others.  Shit, 7 weeks ago when I started week 1, I took ALL the side streets, weaving in and out of them, having a VERY VERY mild panic moment when I would have to run on a busier street.  Today, I took only main streets and didn’t give two shits.   People in cars looked at me, some smiled.  I told myself they smiled because hell, it’s hot, and that girl is out there running with her dog.  Go her.

When I got home from the run, I was right done.  When I stopped running and did my cool-down walk, I was right done.  I felt pretty nauseous, and might have to invest in a contraption to carry a water bottle, or something to have it dangle from Lily’s leash.  I can NOT jog in the heat of the day anymore, it kills me.  7am jogs, how I miss you, we need to become besties again.  I listened to some old school hip hop/rap podcast from kissmyblackass.org, and it was pretty solid.  Kept me going.  However, I felt a little crappy when she chimed in for an update and for sure I thought she was going to say I was half way done, but no, I was only EIGHT MINUTES IN.  Are you KIDDING ME?  Brutal.  I tried to paint that smile back on my face so I could muster the strength to continue.  It worked and off we went.

While it was hard as hell and this is still extremely challenging, I am feeling at peace with myself and with the program.  I’m down about 6.5 lbs and I feel like a million bucks.  I feel like now I know I for SURE can run 25 minutes straight because I’ve done it twice, that next week when I add on 3 more minutes, what’s 3 more minutes?  Probably brutal, is what 3 more minutes is, but I know I can do it.  Less than 3 weeks and I will be blogging about finishing the program.  I can’t even believe it, can you?

Looking forward to hearing your C25K updates, or whatever journey you’re on.  We all have our experiences, our stories, and I love to hear about each and every one of them.  Have at ‘er!

July 17, 2011 at 4:16 pm 3 comments

C25K: Week 5 Day 1

On a little mini-vacation at my mom’s so Sunday morning meant that Kyle and I were able to do our run together, which is always a super nice treat.  This time though, my brother and his girlfriend joined us too, which proved to be loads of fun, and kind of a slap in the face, too.  They aren’t doing the C25K program, but they are aware that we are, and so they decided to come out for the run and join us.  And lo and behold, guess who was at the front of the pack for most of the run, not huffing and puffing like yours truly?  Sigh sigh double sigh.  There is NO way I could have been able to do Week 5 Day 1 just like that, shit, Week 1 Day 1 was hard enough when I did it.

So, I will say that I did find W5D1 a tad easier than week 4, but it was STILL super hard and I STILL had some creeping negativity trying to invade my workout.  Especially when I saw those farts leading the pack with me bringing up the super slow rear.  And I’m talking SLOW.  I am getting better at telling myself that I am not doing this for speed.  I am 26 years old, way overweight, and how did I get here?  Did it happen overnight?  Likely not.  So I don’t expect (though sometimes desperately WISH) the transition to fit and healthy to happen overnight either, but it also ain’t taking 26 years to happen, or else I quit.

While I was on my last run, I was roughin’ it big time.  It was a challenge, a huge one at that, and I was way in the back.  Kyle would pop back occasionally to give me words of encouragement, tell me how amazing I was, and remind me that I could do this, because I was doing it.  I got a little bit upset because I was hot, sweaty and tired, and these dudes who had not been actively doing this program were totally kicking my ass and hard.  Kyle stepped in at the right time and I was able to finish the workout, no stopping.  It was hot and there were hills, but I still didn’t stop.  Did I want to stop?  Yes about a million times.  I don’t know what our distance was, because we just ran to Bud Miller Park and then ran around some trails and then looped around the lake.  It was 5 minute warm-up walk, 5 minute run, 3 minute walk, 5 minute run, 3 minute walk, 5 minute run, and then a 5 minute cool-down walk.  Day 2 will be even more running, I think 8 minutes at a time, and then day 3 of this week is 20 minutes of running with no walk intervals.  I am not going to dread it.  I am dreading the crap out of it.  My no stopping rule might be broken, but I promise I am not planning on breaking it, but it just might happen.  I always follow my body and what it tells me it needs to do.  So if it needs to stop in order to recharge, then that’s what I’ll do.  But I am not going on to week 6 until I can conquer week 5.

I am still loving the program as much as I did on the very first day.  It’s addicting as ever and it produces such a rush, a high within me, that I have never felt before.  I’ve always engaged in different workouts, exercise regimes, but this is something different.  This is a real challenge and this is a challenge in which I have to push myself, or I won’t complete it, and because I’m stubborn, I have to complete it.  Maybe not even stubborn.  I feel very determined.  It’s like there has been some kind of switch within me.  I know that I am the one doing it, but I have Cade to thank for a lot of this too.  He has jump started some serious revolution with me, and all the people around me in my life (well, most of them ;) are fueling it.

July 4, 2011 at 10:55 am 4 comments

C25K: Week 3 Day 3

Three weeks down, six to go.  I am a third of the way done and I cannot believe it.  In six weeks, I apparently (I mean.. I WILL BE) jogging for 30 minutes straight.  I feel kind of like a liar when I call it the C25K, because I am definitely not walking/jogging 5km when I go out.  I mapped it out on Google maps and it’s about MAYBE 2km.   Ugh.  Made me feel like a bit of a shit when I first figured that out, but I (once again) reconfigured my thinking and reminded myself that it is not about distance right now, it is about completion, inner drive, and perseverance.  When I can run for 30 minutes straight, I’ll worry about distance then and achieving my absolute ‘distance goal.’

So day 3, when I finished it, I felt like gold.  And then I thought about what’s to come next week.  It’s so hard not to peek ahead and see what’s in store, but I did and I have been and I should really just QUIT THAT.  Next week it’s a lot more running and a heckuva lot less walking.  Can I run for 5 minutes straight?  Of course I can.  Just have to pace, pace, pace myself like no other.  I am constantly amazed by my breathing and my increased strength.  Every day it seems like the time required to catch my breaths in between runs is shorter and shorter and that just makes me happier and happier.

I can never remember what I’ve already blogged about, because I’m blogging so much about the program, but I have realized that I am absolutely a morning exerciser rather than an evening one.  I never thought I would be, but I am.  The key for me is just making sure I get to bed at a decent hour, which is difficult because the evenings are my relaxing time and our couple relaxing time.   But I’ve done the run in the morning and in the evening, and I’ve found I have way more energy in the mornings.  I don’t know if I’ve mentioned it, but I’m going to gradually have to start getting up earlier to do this so I can condition my body to get up early early (and I’m talking early) for when I’m back to work.

I’ve still got the runner’s high and addiction process going on, working itself through my body.  I cannot wait until Sunday.  I can’t wait until I finish the run and can have that “I did it” feeling again, because it blows me away.  As much as I like to think I can’t believe I’m doing it, in my heart, deep down, through all the nitty gritty can’ts and negative thought processes, I know I can do it, so it shouldn’t be that surprising.  Go me Go me Go me!   Talking to myself really helps when I’m feeling stuck in a rut like I can’t take one more step.  I tell myself out loud, GO, MOVE, GO FORWARD.  I picture my feet hitting the pavement, I picture the wind carrying me.  All these little things work for me.  I smile, and I carry on, and I try to figure out my breathing so I don’t feel all collapsey and such.  The power of the mind is amazing, let it guide you, let it take you where you want to, need to and CAN go.

June 24, 2011 at 10:53 am 4 comments

C25K: Week 3 Day 2

Tuesday morning I woke up feeling like death.  I felt like I had not slept a wink, and so I opted to continue sleeping instead of getting up and running, with the promise that I would go when Kyle got home from work.  I lived up to my promise, and Lily and I went running in the rain.   And it was a little bit awesome.

But only a little bit.

The rain part?  So cool.  It was only mildly drizzling, so it was peaceful and the rain helped us glide through the exercise.  It cooled it off a little bit outside too, which never hurts.  The run itself was still hard, but I am learning to breathe and pace myself.  I am stubborn and I can’t let myself stop during a run, but if I need to, I do slow down to a very very slow crawl-like jog, in order to let my lungs catch some good breaths so I can finish the workout with (a bit of) ease.

It’s so cool how every day feels a little bit easier, a little bit more doable, but still a definite challenge.  I write incessantly about that, but it blows my mind every time.  Every week I think, “I can’t do this week!” and then I do it and I totally rewire my thinking.  Week 3 was about as hard as week 1 was in terms of being able to breathe and last for the duration of the run.  It’s neat how my body has acclimatized and become conditioned to what I’m forcing it to do.

I’m happy to see that at least a couple of my running buddies have stuck to the program.  It makes me happy that we’re all committing and being accountable to one another!  Some of you I haven’t heard from, and I know you’re out there, and I know you’re reading, ’cause I can spy now, so come on and speak up!  I want to hear how you’re making out, what’s working for you, etc.  I’m loving the podcasts over at kissmyblackass.org and they have totally kept me going.  Highly recommended.

I’m planning on revealing my ‘stats’ at the end of each 3 week chunk.  By stats I mean inches lost and weight lost.  So far it’s been a little bit, not as much as I’d love to see, but can’t have it all.  I’m feeling great so that’s what really counts.  I have been obsessively weighing myself every day, several times a day, and it’s amazing to see how my weight can fluctuate so much in even an hour.  I’ve been doing an ‘official weigh-in’ and body measurements every Sunday morning, so that’s when I’ll report back.

For now, let’s keep on running.  It’s super addicting and I feel like a million bucks when I can feel the breeze flowing.  One thing I do need is a sweet headband to keep my hair off my face.  Sweaty bangs annoy the crap out of me.  I actually started to make my own headband out of an old shirt, and it actually looks kinda cool.  Pictures to come if it all works out.  Happy running my friends.  OH, and I still would love suggestions for the cramps/side stitches.  Is it just a matter of slowing down, breathing deeply and allowing my lungs to ‘recuperate’ in a sense?

June 22, 2011 at 2:11 pm Leave a comment

C25K: Week 2 Day 3

Week 2, CHECK!  I did it I did it I did it.  It was hard but mostly it was SO good.  I am so loving the podcasts, and they are helping me to keep my heart going, my lungs expanding, and my feet hitting the pavement, one step at a time.

I completed my third and final run of the week this evening, and I have determined that I am not an evening runner.  That just blows my mind, because I used to proclaim myself as “not a morning person.”  Turns out I am.  At least in the exercise sense.  I think part of it has to do with the fact that, as I talked about last time, I am going to be a morning exerciser soon enough, so what better time to ease into it than now?  Could be the weather, could just be that my peak energy lies within my body first thing in the morning, who knows, whatever it is, it inhibits my body by 7am in the morning.  Of course, winter could be a different story.

Tonight was hard.  I was struggling, and tonight was probably the first time where I have somewhat dreaded going out to exercise.  I would have gone this morning, but Kyle was gone for a couple days, so I really had no choice.  Once I got moving, and breathing the fresh air in, I felt way better and there was no turning back.  I’m glad I went after all.  I totally experience the runner’s high, and feel so giddy after I get home.   One thing I do have an issue with is: CRAMPS.  How do I avoid them and why do I get them?  Does anyone have tips?  There has been more than one occasion where I feel like I could push myself harder, but the cramps just get me down down down.

I’m anxious to start week 3 on Sunday, but also slightly nervous as to what it will bring.  It is going to be hard, rough n tumble hard, a challenge, but I am ready for it.  I have decided I am not going to repeat a week until I try the next week, does that make sense?  Attitude is everything and I think if I tell myself I can do it, I will do it.  I’m already thinking of the finish line, at the end of 9 weeks, what will I do?  I’ve thought about re-doing the whole program, and just really focusing on my pace and increasing my speed then.  We’ll see when I get to the end of 9 weeks.

To top my run off, I put on my own music for the cool down/last walking portion, and I had one of ‘those moments.’  You know how they go – you’re listening to music, and a certain song comes on, and it totally fits with the environment or situation you are in.  I love those moments, oh those fleeting moments.  They’re somethin’ special.   So the pooch, my cherry tomato red face and myself were all coolin’ down, making our way home, and the evening summer breeze was gentle enough to cool us off but not overwhelm, and then this song came on as part of DJ Shakes’ Summer Chill mix:

And it was just perfect.  I had just completed 2 weeks of a program, 1 year ago, I probably would have balked at if you told me I’d do it, and I was on my way home to see my boys.  I couldn’t have asked for more.  Well maybe I could’ve, because I should mention, I saw a spilled DQ blizzard cup on the road, and for just a split second, I pictured myself hopping in the car for a Double Fudge Cookie Dough blizzard.  I literally had to look away and focus on something else, like my breathing, or something that I could totally control, because ugh, food food food!  Ice cream!  It was hot and I felt this sense of “I should reward myself.”  That reminds me, I still have to blog about food issues that have been present in my life.  Oh food, how we love thee.

Anyway, week 1 and week 2 have been successful, in my own terms.  I am so excited by the challenge of this, and I am so excited to see what my body CAN do and what I have been telling it it can’t do all this time.  Week 3, you’re on.

June 16, 2011 at 8:31 pm 1 comment

C25K: Week 2 Day 2

I can’t believe how bearable this is getting.  Read carefully: bearable.  Not easy.  If it gets easy, I think I’m doing something wrong and need to up my game.  I’ve blogged about it before, but I am so amazed by how my lung capacity has increased and how quickly I have noticed a difference.  Even when I’m just sitting here, blogging, doing nothing, my breathing isn’t as shallow.  It’s deep and it comes straight from within.  When I’m running, it’s the same.  I still get out of breath, and I’m still not so sure I could chat while running, but it’s improving by the day.

I actually tackled day 2 at 6am this morning.  This is HUGE for me because I am not a morning person.  But, the thing is, I think I actually MIGHT be a morning person, I just always tell myself I’m not because I like to stay up late.  Thing is, I felt absolutely super when I got home.  It was an excellent time of day to be outside exercising.  The weather was perfect, a bit of a ‘chill’ in the air, minimal traffic, and a few people out walking their dogs, or getting their jogging in for the day.  It was beautiful.

When I’m back at work (PANIC PANIC ANXIETY AGHH) I am thinking I’ll have to fit in my exercise in the morning before we get Cade up and ready.  Like, I’m talking 5:30am.  Which sounds absolutely INSANE to me, but I figure, if I sort of ease myself into it now, it might not be so traumatic.  I’d rather exercise early in the morning when Cade is still sleeping, rather than right after work (which there will be no time for anyway, what with rushing home to eat supper and spend as much quality time as I can with my boy), or after Cade is in bed.  I am exhausted at the end of the day now, can’t imagine once I’m back at work.  So, looks like morning is basically the only feasible option.  However, since it will be winter, that is going to be a different, cold and dreary story.  We’ll trudge through.  It’s all about attitude.  I have learned that so much from doing this program.  So no, not a cold and dreary story, it is going to be a wonderful and balanced way to jump start my day, stay healthy, while ensuring precious time saved for my family.  Yup.  That’s what.

Verdict on W2D2 – easier than W2D1, and perhaps, easier than W1D1, maybe just on par with it though.  I am so excited to see what my body can do, to push myself to the limit.  I need to remember though, if I have to redo a week, then I do.  Not a big deal.  However, my plan right now is to just go ahead with each week, and see how it goes.  If I decide that repeating a week is a far better option and will help me to feel more conditioned and confident, then that’s what I’m going with.

I can’t believe how much I have started to look forward to, crave, even, the next run.  The next high.  It’s an addiction and I can totally see why.  It’s therapeutic and energizing.  I can’t imagine doing this on a treadmill, as I had originally planned.  I can’t see myself being an outdoors winter runner, so come winter, I may be gym-bound, which I guess… will have to be okay.  But outdoors is just much better, so much more refreshing, and as I’ve been told, more difficult.  Three days a week is perfect, however, there have been a couple times where I have thought to myself, maybe I should crank it up a notch and add one more day.  We’ll see.  Maybe when I’m more of a seasoned runner.

Thursday is a new day, which will be the final day of week 2.  Can’t wait to see what week 3 will bring.

How are you all doing with the program?  Remember, come join in on the fun – check out how the program works over at Cool Running. 

June 14, 2011 at 10:29 pm 1 comment

Reflections of a Day.

I am on a total health kick, except this time I feel like it’s for real.   I can only say that now, because I’ve experienced the feeling of health kicks that feel like they may only be momentary.  But this shit feels real, and that’s why I’m blogging about it, because I think I’m on the right track.  Could also be that runner’s high people speak about, but I’ve only done the C25K once, so I doubt that.

My biggest motivator in wanting to be healthy, overall (in mind, body, spirit) is my dear angel, Cade.  I want him to see his parents living an active and healthy lifestyle, and with us being his biggest role models (at least ’til the whole peer thing kicks into gear), I want him to adopt some of our healthy habits and ways of living.  I want him to feel good about the things that his body CAN do, not should do.  I want him to feel confident, and have a super healthy level of self-esteem, which he can use as a nice and secure grounding for everything he does in his life.

Honestly, I see my little boy moving about so insanely, so manically, and I want to do the same.  I’m going to have to do the same, because once he really gets crawling and walking, there is no stopping him, and I may have to be on the chase.  I’d really love to be able to be on that chase without a cherry-red tomato face and a lack of breath, and the only way I am going to be able to do that is to train my body and train my mind to believe in my body.

While the thought of him becoming active and never stopping is a little bit daunting, especially as I sit here at 11:00 o’clock at night, telling myself that my legs don’t hurt (they are aching so bad) and that I won’t be tired in the morning when I get up at 7am to do my run (I likely will be, but once I get going I’m sure I’ll be fine.. no, I will be fine), I would much rather have a child who is active (can’t say it enough, in body and mind) than one who sits in front of the silly television and watches super lame shows and plays crappy video games all day long.  It’s common knowledge that children are spending less and less time outdoors and engaging in human-to-human interactions, and I don’t want Cade to be one of those statistics.

I want to be a healthy mom, but more than that, I want to be a healthy woman.  I want to feel good about the activities I engage in, the food I put into my body, and the words and pep talks that I give myself on a daily basis.  What I put into my body almost directly and immediately affects how I feel about myself.  I want to allow myself some freedom though, too.  A girl’s gotta treat herself sometimes!  I want to feel what my body can do.  I carried my son for nearly 9 months, I nurtured both of our bodies while doing so, and I birthed him into this wonderful world.  I can surely do anything.  Birth is so incredibly empowering and has opened my eyes to the beauty of being so self-aware, and believing in the power of my own mind, my own spirit, and in turn my own body.  But that is for another post.

For now, what my body needs is rest and sleep.  It has been a busy day, socially, mentally, and physically.  We have visited with dear friends, walked around the neighbourhood and played on the ground, and I have studied for an upcoming interview, and to say the least, it’s draining and exhausting the crap out of me.  I don’t want to fall short on my run tomorrow, and since it’ll be an early one, I ought to call it a night.  Goodnighty night my friends, and if you’re doing the C25K, or another running/exercise program, let me know, comment, talk about your struggles, whatever it is.  I know there’s a few of you who have started the program and that makes me ecstatic beyond all belief.  We’re creating a revolution, y’all!

June 6, 2011 at 11:12 pm Leave a comment

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