I’ll write lots more about this later today, but I did it. I finished. I did it in 35-something minutes, so not fleet like Mercury, but finished like Chris. Thanks to D.J. for running with me, but it’s also you that got my heart rate up to 160-something because we chatted the whole time. : )
A year ago around this time, I weighed 290 pounds. I wasn’t a couch zombie, but I wasn’t doing anything that resembled regular exercise. There were lots of unhealthy things going on in my life. I’m looking at a picture from this time frame, and though I’ve always carried my weight well, there’s no disputing that in that picture, I’m a fat, soft person.
This morning, it’s 5:17AM. I slept in. My normal time to wake up is 4:45 now. I slept in because I have a race today. A race? What happened?
My daughter woke screaming at 9:25PM. Bad belly. She snagged an ear of corn on the cob at a friend’s birthday, and I think it gave her a cruddy belly. So, I tried consoling her, gave her belly soothing meds, and it was really all for naught. She just wanted her mommy, who was still at the party for a short while longer. Now, mommy’s home, so I can go off to sleep.
Only, I’m jazzed about the 5K tomorrow. Good news is, I’m as ready as I’ll ever be. : )
One day before the race and I have to purge some things in a positive way.
*I will finish easily. I know this because I’ve already run more than 3 miles at a shot, and I’m still doing run/walk splits so I’ll have plenty of energy.
So, I decide to sleep in. It’s a rest day. Fine by me, eh?
The classical radio station just busted out the Hungarian Dance #5. If you know the piece, you know that I just shot out of bed like a groggy bullet.
I took tonight off from running, as was my plan (my attempt at tapering before the 5K on Sunday). Instead, I did two brisk walks, on top of the morning run. Tomorrow, I have nothing. Just weight training. So, I’m feeling a little edgy and anxious.
First race. Or rather, a first time to run for a while and try to complete something. I’m really looking forward to learning about myself from the experience, and to meeting other runners.
Boring to read, but I need to track this a while.
Two fistfuls of dry oats (pre-run energy)
Two scoops whey in water (post-run recovery)
1/2 cup oatmeal & 1/2 banana, canadian bacon & egg on english (breakfast)
2 tbsp oatmeal & 2tbsp black beans, 1 slice toast w/ 1tbsp olive oil (snack)
1 can tuna w/balsamic vinegar and salt, steamed broccoli w/1 tbsp olive & sesame oil, 20 blue chips (lunch)
A few tortellinis and a few chocolate pieces (snack)
Organic pizza with hand-made organic free range … you get the idea sausage, mushrooms, glazed onions (supper)
Oatmeal cookie, water, a little bit of popcorn (like ten kernels) — (snack/treat)
My first run in my Under Armour. I’m glad it was 5:20AM and I was alone, because the bottom of my shirt kept popping up out of my shorts and I’d feel like sausage coming out of its casing. But it felt good, and I didn’t have a lick of sweat on my body. It went to the outside of the fabric and made me look like a sleek upright running sea lion.
I got lost in the woods again, but this time, I didn’t let it phase me a bit. Based on Wednesday’s success, and the fact I returned home in one piece, I just ran the course that was in front of me. I also tried pushing mental placeholders into my head about the course for Sunday. I told myself that if it seems longer, it’s probably just different. I ran an extra six minutes just to make sure I had distances covered.
I woke from dreams of sharks. I often dream of sharks. In this case, it was about a hole we’d dug for one purpose, but that someone had altered and now sharks could get in and attack… don’t ask. Just suffice to say I woke from dreams of sharks.
I’m heading over to the woods to do my last training run before the race on Sunday. I’m going to approach it the way I’ve done all my training runs, which is to make THIS the run that matters, and not do things differently than I will on my first race. I’m hoping this training method will work well for future goals, too.
Kat and I went on a gym date tonight. Go figure. Instead of going out for dinner, we went to the gym, worked on some cardio machines for a while, and then hit the weights. She then did 20 minutes of sauna and cold showers intermingled (you have to try this, if you haven’t; it works wonders on your muscles), and I did some heavy ab work, then went and watched people play racquetball.