Wow.. it’s been a while since I’ve updated my blog.

Saturday March 6, 2010- I ran my first 5K!

I was soooo nervous. There were hundreds of people there to run either the 5K or the 10K. The atmosphere was “carnival-like”. There were booths of things to buy, activities for the kids.. and oh yeah.. a race.

I lined up at the very very back. When the gun went off I had to fight really hard not to try to keep up with the pack because I knew I’d wear myself out before the race had even begun. I tried to maintain a slow steady pace. Once we turned the corner that was a steep downhill run followed by a steep uphill incline. Most of the course was rolling hills which I was totally unprepared for. I did however finish the race ( Though I thought I would collapse any second on the last 1/2 k to the finish)

About 10 ft past the finish line I abruptly stopped ( not good!) and nearly did collapse. My legs were like jelly and I couldn’t maintain my balance. I walked around in a circle for about 7 minutes until I started to feel normal again.

I was so proud of myself for finishing.. and I did something I never dreamed in a million years I would be able to do!

I took a few days off. I ran on the treadmill last night a little over 5 miles and I felt awesome!

I am absolutely amazed… 3 months ago running a mile seemed like something so impossible and so foreign. I wondered how do these people run miles and miles at a time. Running just 1 mile is sheer torture.

I’m uploading a new face shot today.. I’ll get the race pics up shortly.

I’m running my second race on March 28th.

New Goal: Run 5 5K’s this year……10K by October.

So.. I’m officially freaking out. My 5K is 19 days away.  I just completed Week 6 of   C25K and will move on to week 7 on Wednesday. From here on out it’s no more intervals.  Last night was tough. 25 minutes killed me. 
 
My husband bought me a new Nordic Track treadmill this weekend for Valentines/Birthday gift. I ran on it Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. So that might explain why last night was so tough. Not since the very beginning have my legs and feet felt so heavy. I felt like I was trying to move concrete blocks every step of the way. I was so sore last night and was ready to crash after I took a shower.
 
The weird thing is.. I’m dying to do it again.  I did 2.51 miles last night, 1.88 the night before and 1.25 on friday.  I think I’m addicted.  It’s not recommend to do two days back to back, much less three.
 
I’m going to try to force myself to just focus on upper body strength tonight and stay off of the treadmill.
 
42 lbs down,,,,, 58 to go!
It’s been a while since I’ve updated my blog. Been busy busy busy with work. I completed W5D2 of the C25K Saturday.. and the dreaded W5D3 20 minute run is tonight!
I went to the Dr. today for my monthly check in.  I weighed 208 lbs.  Down 13 from last month!
 
I can’t wait to break that 200 lb mark. I’ve forgotten what it is like.
 
The weather has been horrible. We’ve had snow and ice for what seems like forever. I bought a used treadmill this weekend , got it home and husband went to adjust the belt.. and the end cap broke that holds the roller. So I had to order the part for that before I can use it. I was pretty bummed. It’s a really  nice treadmill with the really wide belt.
 
My first 5K is 3 weeks 5 days away!  I’m getting nervous! 
 
Some cool things I noticed over the last few days. 
1. That pair of jeans that would come nowhere near buttoning the day after Christmas… fits!
2. I raced my 3 year old.. about 150 yards this weekend.. and was not out of breath nor did I feel like I was going to die!
 

Wow! This morning I woke up and the first thing I thought of was today is Week 3 Day 2!  I can’t wait to run after work.

I also had this strange feeling that I can honestly say I’ve never ever in my entire life had before. It was like ” Go ahead, throw whatever you got at me, I’m ready!”

 

That is so not me. Usually I’m like .. Crap, I gotta get up and go to work. I hope it’s uneventful today, I hate dealing with problems.

 

Have I been abducted by aliens???

 

So.. today is a short day at work, so off to take care of business, go run some errands, and oh yeah.. go to the track and check W3D2 off my list. 🙂

Well I did my C25K running/walking last night.  Things never seem to go as I plan them. There was a pretty bad thunderstorm going on when I got home with alot of lightning. I was pretty aggravated thinking I would have to wait until the next day. I was supposed to be moving on to week 3 and was really anxious to try out the Nike + armband system I bought on my lunchbreak.. and see how I would do on week 3’s tougher program.  An hour later I remembered my sister in law has a treadmill, so I called her and asked if I could use it.  You know I’m pretty desperate when I willing to risk embarassment to be watched in someone else’s house to run on their treadmill.
 
I always do my running/walking outside. I have been looking for a treadmill to buy just for this very reason ( bad weather, sick kids, etc, etc) so that I don’t have any excuses. I had heard from many different sources though that if you are going to run a 5K, outside training is better, and that going from running on the treadmill all the time to running outside is very difficult. Well I can honestly say I don’t have to worry about that at all. Running on a treadmill is one of the most boring things ever! I stared at the timer the entire time. And the turning it up and down constantly to run and walk ….that gets old fast.
 
I did learn that my walk is only about 2.8 mph and my run is 3.7 mph.
 
I was scared of the 3 minute runs in week 3, but I found out that while they are a little challenging, they are totally doable!  WOW!  I was gasping for air after 60 minute runs in week 1. This is amazing!   I remember after the third 60 sec run in week 1 ( with 2 min walk breaks in between) that I thought I would die! 
 
My sister in law was shocked!
 
I forgot to bring my Nike + bracelet thing to work today to plug into my computer to log last night’s run. I think this will such a neat thing to watch myself improve week after week.  I will have to say I am really skeptical about week 5 day 3… 20 minutes of straight running… I don’t know.  I guess we’ll see.. that’s still almost 3 weeks away.
 
Every muscle in my body is sore today.  What the heck did my biceps do?  I guess it could be delayed soreness from my excercise on Tuesday 🙂

The miracle isn’t that I finished. The miracle is that I had the courage to start.”
John Bingham

Though, I’ve had the date March 6th set in my  mind for quite some time now to do my first 5K, I hadn’t actually committed yet, that is until yesterday. Yes folks I registered and paid to run in a race. 
 
 Now, I’ve never run a race in my entire life, and up until a few weeks ago, running for me consisted of trying to catch my toddler before he ran out of the yard into the street. ( 40 feet max) This always ended up with me broke out into a full sweat, breathing heavily, red faced, heart racing.. and just basically feeling like I could die.  <—this crazy girl thinks she’s going to run a 5K (3.1 miles for those of us who relate better to the English  measurement system)
 
That’s exactly what I’m going to do 🙂 , I must admit though , the moment after I hit that submit button to submit my registration and payment, my stomach flip flopped and I got nervous and excited all at once. Tonight is a running (C25K more like running/walking right now) night for me. I’ll get off work, go pick up the little guy, take him home, change, stretch then head down to the track.  I like to run on the track because it’s away from everything ( well as away from everything as you can be in a 1000 resident town) and I don’t feel as visible with all the jiggle going on lol.
 
Last night I did my Biggest Loser Wii program. It had the ‘Core” circuit set up for me… this is the one I absolutely hate, but need the most. I think I called Bob a few nasty names lol.  It has me doing 3 circuits now, and usually by the end of the second circuit, I want to die.
 
Last night was no different. The Planks and the Planks with leg lifts just absolutely kill me. There were so many of them ( really only 3 or 4 in each circuit.. but it seemed like 3 or 4 hundred at the time). By the end of the second circuit My arms were jello from holding all 213.8 lbs of me up, my jelly rolls ached ( i refuse to call them abs… because well that would be misleading) The whole front of my tank top was drenched and I actually let a few tears escape.
 
When it was time to start circuit 3 I honestly just wanted to turn the damn thing off and go take a shower. I was exhausted and beat down.  However, both of my boys happened to be in the room, and I didn’t want them to see their mom as a quitter. I think I’ve lectured a million times that we don’t quit just because something is hard. When things are hard and we work our way through them, we grow as a person. ( I was cursing myself in my head for those lectures last night)
I made my way through the last circuit and then onto the 6 minute cooldown.  I know if I had quit, I would have been disgusted with myself. After it was all over, I actually felt really good.  I jumped in the shower and turned on the biggest loser.  I think I slept better last night then I have in a very very long time.
 
The race is not always to the swift, but to those who keep on running.  ~Author unknown, in reference to Ecclesiastes 9:11, “I returned, and saw under the sun, that the race is not to the swift, nor the battle to the strong, neither yet bread to the wise, nor yet riches to men of understanding, nor yet favour to men of skill; but time and chance happeneth to them all.”

6 Weeks and 4 Days until my first 5K!   I have so much work to do!  Last night was an “off” night for me on excercise.  The old me would have just loved laying on the couch vegging out to the TV.  Now I can’t seem to sit still. I feel like I am doing something wrong not working out on my off day.
Tonight is my BL Wii night.  I’m down to the last two weeks then I’ll move on to something else.  I bought Bob’s Biggest Loser Boot Camp DVD. I read the back of it the other night and it said that I would need kettle bells and a couple of other things.,… so I think I’l lmake the Kettle Bells be my reward for finishing the Wii program.
 
Kettle Bells, a reward,  Who am I?  Those things are expensive though.
 
I’ve been breaking out on my face like a teenager in puberty. Except that when I was a teenager, I never broke out. Oh I ocassionally had one zit pop up, but never a full scale breakout. I asked my Dr about this at my last visit on the 5th and he thinks it is a hormone imbalance. He said that fat stores estrogen and when you are burning fat the estrogen is released. Interesting, I’d never heard that before. I thought maybe it was just because I sweat alot more. However I have religiously cleaned my face after every workout to help prevent breakouts and it doesn’t seem to be helping. I’ve tried Clearasil, astringents, scrubs.. I ‘m not sure what else to do.
 
I did hop on the scale this morning.  213.8 lbs 
There always seems to be an event or string of events that stir a person into action to change their life. We become so complacent and don’t even realize what has happened to us or what we have done to ourselves until reality harshly slaps us in the face.
 
What made me decide to make a change?
 
1. In June of 2009 my oldest son played for a baseball team coached by my husband. We traveled to Omaha Nebraska to play in the great Slumpbuster tournament. Part of the draw of the tournament was that the College World Series was also going on in Omaha. The entire team ( parents, siblings and all) traveled to downtown Omaha to attend one of the College World Series games. The parking was horrendous and we all were forced to park at least 2 miles away and walk to the stadium. So I along with my son began making the 2 mile uphill trek to the stadium. Five minutes into it my legs started burning, my breathing was labored, and I was perspiring heavily. I was moving slower and slower and found myself being left way behind. People in my group were passing me and asking if I was ok. I would nod yes and they would go on. I lost track of where my son was because he was so far ahead with the rest of the boys.. and I figured he must’ve been embarassed. One of the mom’s did hang back and walk with me after a while, actually she pretty much kept me steady by the halfway point because I thought ( and I think everyone else thought) I was going to collapse. We arrived at the Stadium. Me with my bright red face dripping in sweat. One of the dad’s said.. ” We were getting worried about you, We heard the ambulance and thought Oh No. .Mindy’s having a heart attack”…
 
Looking back you would think that day would be the one to kick my rear end into action.. but it wasn’t.
 
2. About a month later I was putting together some pictures of the boys team for a photo album of my son and came across this picture. My before Photo. This photo was taken in Omaha. I cried when I saw it. Who on earth was that woman? Was I really that big? What has happened to me?  Disgusted but still not in action mode. ( Thanks to Angela for taking that picture 🙂 )
 
3. In August, I was talking to a sales rep at work that comes by my office every couple of months. I was talking to him on the phone. He made the comment”  You looked very tired last time I was in, When are you expecting?”
 
4. One day I was sitting on the loveseat folding laundry. I sat back and leaned against the back of the loveseat because I was exhausted. My arms were burning. Whose arms hurt when they fold laundry? Actually every task around the house was difficult. I ached and hurt from any small amount of activity. I often had to sit down and rest in between carrying a load of laundry to the washer and sweeping the floor. Good grief!
 
5. In September I receive the results from bloodwork on a Health Assesment that was done for our health insurance. I was a very high risk for Heart Conditions.
47% body fat, 46″ waist, 51″ hips.    What???  Well what did I expect. There was a reason I was wearing elastic pants. So I finally made an appointment with my Dr.
 
On Oct 6, 2009  I began the long and difficult journey to change my life.  I was told by my Dr.  There is no finish line you know, It’s something you’re going to have to live with forever if you want to achieve “healthy”. And so it began.

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