Loving The Ache of New Workouts!

I have had a much more aggressive workout routine now for 10 months.  Except for this week that seems like a struggle to get any double sessions in but I’ll just roll with it because Sunday is The Falmouth Road Race and I don’t need to have a exercise injury now simply because I am only giving half effort.  Anyway, compared to a year ago, I bike, I run, I do strength training too.  In my strength training, I have about 15-20 exercises that I rotate between when I work out, not all of which get done every time.  It’s good to switch it up so your body doesn’t ever really plateau.  I know continuing with the same exercises is still good but for fat burning it is not.  I try to switch it up without building so I don’t use heavy weights or too many reps, just heavy enough to be some work without exhausting me.  A few days ago I randomly added a few rounds of boxing to the Tabata workout that I was doing and today I can feel it in my back and chest!  My abs have that “Please don’t cough” pleading going on which makes me laugh so hard…but not because it hurts, in a good way.  It feels great to be sore because I know I am making improvements which get harder and harder to make the older I get.  AAhhh the joys of aging! Next up on my radar is trying something from Les Mills called Body Combat which looks like kick boxing which I suck at but really want to try out!  Just gotta keep switching it up!

HAPPY RUNNING!

Works Every Time!

I woke up today and wondered where the truck was that ran me over was.  The only thing I did yesterday was run.  I ran 3 miles after work, nothing new or difficult or unusual for me.  It wasn’t fast or slow, just average for me.   Today it felt like I did something out of the ordinary, enough so that I laid in bed wondering if I really wanted to go work out.  I didn’t just wonder if I should run, I wondered if I should even work out.  At first I thought I would go work out but if I do Tabata I like to have at least an hour in which to spend working all my junk out.  So I kicked my ass into my running clothes and when I was finished getting my husband ready for work and making his breakfast I headed out.  I decided to run a harder route but one that I’ve run before.  It started with a big ass hill which always makes you feel awesome once you crest the top of it.  As expected, mile 1 was slow with the typical “why are you doing this” and “you’re super slow, just go home” conversations in my head.  The Ukrainian pressed on to finish and as it always does my running knocked the shit out of the tired feeling that was taking over just 30 minutes earlier.  Now right now I’m suffering from the post lunch food coma married with the sitting in the sun for :45 minutes slump which has nothing to do with my slow starting morning.  I always feel better when I go for a run when I’m tired in the morning.  Not every run is great or even good for that matter but every run that happens when your just tired always ends up with me being happy that I went and much more awake.  I’ve never been sorry that I’ve gone for a run tired because I feel not only stronger but better and healthy and good.  The mental happiness from running is ridiculously addictive and makes me want to do more following every time I buckle down and just get it done.  If you don’t love it, don’t do it but do find something that you do love and do that.  Strive to be as healthy as you can and as strong as you can every day.

HAPPY RUNNING!

My Girls

So my friends and I finished the “Run The Year” challenge yesterday.  We did all the miles on our own mostly although cumulatively we did some together in race miles and some fun miles too.  The last 12 miles we did as a group and it was just great!  It was 3 easy miles at breathing pace so we could talk and laugh and just make the most of something fun that we did together.  When we finished we took a picture with our medals and felt accomplished and good about ourselves as individuals and as a new group of friends who most definitely will do other things together.  We went to dinner, laughed and shared stories and future goals and had ourselves a little celebration of ourselves.

I really like running with friends and feel like I could do so much more with them than I could alone.  One of us is a super athlete having run marathons, triathlons, iron man races, brave unique races and just some crazy things.  She makes me feel bold and is the reason I consider running something further than a half marathon.  Another of us used to smoke like a chimney and has come back from ill health to someone who reminds me that I can achieve anything I set my mind to do.  The last of our quartet is someone who makes reminds me that no one can take my cookies away from me and that I deserve to do anything I want to do because this is my life.  You see my friends, although they may not know it, are the glue and strength in my everyday life.  Each day I know them I realize how fun life can be and how much I have needed friends.  These ladies are my special friends and my crazy friends and my supportive friends.  They make me strong, make me laugh, keep me realistic but brave and are the piece to my puzzle that has been missing.  I love my girls because I am a better person because I know them.

We are the Bad Ass B’s!

HAPPY RUNNING!

Community Service For Your Soul

Today I was slow.  I ran a 12:11 first mile and slow similar miles for 2 & 3.  I wasn’t out of breath but I talked and talked and talked.  I spent 36 minutes running and could have run another 3 but I stopped.  Today was not about me or training or about my race.  It wasn’t about time or fitness or bragging rights.  Today I ran with my daughter who is at one of the lowest points in her life struggling with weight.  I have been there and I know that struggle.  I know the demons that close in at night when there is nothing to do but wait it out until daylight when your responsibilities keep your mind busy until you do it all over again.  She asked me to help her and how does one say no to someone reaching out for help?  I wish someone had been there to help me  instead of me clawing my way out all alone.  So I put a plan together for her and I got up at 4:45 and we got out the door just after 5am.  Together we started and I did most of the talking which consisted mainly of running basics and only concentrating on one step at a time and finishing because today that’s all that mattered.  I talked about things to keep in mind about good form and safe running and running for self satisfaction.  I think I threw up every running thing I’ve learned as we ran.  I just kept talking so she could mainly stay quiet and concentrate on not puking LOL.  We stopped and sipped Powerade every mile so she could take a breather and much to her surprise she made it all 3 miles!  You see when you’re alone and struggling the desire to stop outweighs the desire to power through it especially when you’re fighting extra weight and a bulging disc in your back all you want is a reason or an excuse to stop so there is no guilt.  It’s really hard.  Period.

So today was all about a memory for me.  It was about being there when someone needed help to encourage them and show them the way.  It was like reaching out my hand to help Fat Brenna and tell her that everything will be ok.  It felt wonderful to be there for a first all while hoping it wasn’t the last.  It made me feel good and made all the normal thoughts about pace and time and form and things that needed me to do them back at home go away leaving only a sole purpose and that was to be inspiring to someone.  It filled me with sunshine on a dreary cloudy day and that is something that you can’t buy.  May you have days where it’s all about you because you need those days but may you also have days where it’s all about someone else because that is like community service for your soul.

 

HAPPY RUNNING!

The Bottom Line

One of the things I like about being in my position having come from a weight problem, depression, eating issues and lack of motivation is my ability to speak from experience.  It’s one thing to try and make someone feel better by telling them that they will get there but it’s entirely another to look them in the eye and tell them with complete conviction that only they can reach their goals through making a change.  Telling someone that they have to change their habits and be motivated and determined and focused.  Assuring them with the tone of my voice that it can in fact be done but they have to WANT to do it.  I’ve said it before and I’ll continue to say it till I die, unless you are in a wheelchair, dying or dead, where there’s a will there’s a way.  Blind people have run marathons, people without limbs compete in all kinds of sports, fat people lose hundreds of pounds without surgery and why?  Because they have sheer determination and will power to do what it takes to get it done.  It’s funny how having experience changes how you say something to someone looking for advice.  Not having experience makes you want to tiptoe around feelings and impressions.  Having experience waives all that because you know how to get it done because you’ve done it and you didn’t accept excuses from yourself and you’re not about to accept them from anyone else.   The bottom line advice is Just Go Do It!  Period.  I did it and so can you!  What are you waiting for?

HAPPY RUNNING!

Your Destination Lies At The End Of The 30 – 60 – 90 Train!

Progress is slow it’s as simple as that.  As much as we would like to see results right away it just can’t happen that fast unless you’re Mama June and even that took time.  I’ve been taking progress pictures of myself since November and some of them look like I’ve made good progress and others just don’t look different at all.  Some days I wonder how I can do more.  Other days I try to switch it up so I am doing some different things so my body is confused and doesn’t get complacent.  Then there are days where I wonder why I do all that I do because let’s face it, I’m 48 and probably not turning too many heads any longer.  I mean I look nice outside thanks to hair dye and makeup and staying fit.  Clothes hide cellulite and sometimes bulges in bad spots so to see me with clothes on is sort of an unfair picture.  I’m not complaining at all because I know how I feel and in fact still hear from people that are impressed with how I do look.  It’s the bathroom mirror that bothers me and all the work that I do that isn’t doing enough that can sometimes be a downer.  My answer to myself is if you want it, work harder.  That really is the answer that I need to own if I want it bad enough.  I want it but I’m not willing to really do a ton more than I am because I care about good health and feeling good, which I am in and do, over trying to look like someone that I’m not.  Even with this realization and understanding I still have the days where I feel defeated.  It doesn’t last long because I live with a child fighting the weight and good health battle.  When I see her trying so hard right now I remember how far I’ve come and remind myself to appreciate where I’m at and do what I can to support her.

I wrote today’s blog because last night she said sort of jokingly that she wished she could see results in a week.   Yeah, don’t we all! That would be great but as we all know, it takes 30 days for you to feel a difference, 60 days to see the difference and 90 days for your friends to see it.  That fact is with a LOT of hard work, dedication and determination.  It will happen but it just takes time.  We have to be patient and do our due diligence to get there plain and simple.  I have always believed that you have to want it bad enough to sacrifice all that you need to in order to get it.  That is where I find that many people struggle because we have become a society of instant gratification and unwillingness to work hard for what we want.  Where there’s a will there’s a way plain and simple, we just need to find it and get it done.  Remember to use the 21 /90 rule to cement your commitment and to go from attempting it to in the habit of it to having a new lifestyle that changes your life!

How bad do you want your goals and what do you sacrifice to achieve them?

HAPPY RUNNING!

Be The Inspiration

Last night I did workout #2 in my basement and my son joined me.  He joined me more out of guilt for not wanting to and to avoid saying no again.  He isn’t the working out type.  Unlike my oldest son, he doesn’t want to work out.  He does do sports in school but doesn’t want to do the work to become as good as he can be at them.  Despite all our encouragement, nagging and pleading with him to stay healthy and put some effort into it, he avoids working out like the plague.  He works out sometimes with his brother and preferably if his father is also working out since his brother is kind of hard on his lack of form, effort and enthusiasm. Sometimes occasionally he will go for a run between 1-3 miles on his own but usually it’s because Football season will be starting or because he is trying to get his wind for Wrestling and sometimes it’s just to keep us off his back I think.  He will come with me when I run but usually takes the easy road out and rides his bike next to me.  Sometimes he runs with me but not usually and definitely not when it’s hot out because he isn’t good in the heat.

So last night he came down with me and decided to ride the bike first.  I did the second half of my Tabata workout which was everything but Abs since I did those in the morning. He did the bike that for about 15 or so minutes and then did two or three TRX exercises Tabata style and then he was done.  It was a “Meh” workout at best in my opinion.  I thought about that for a moment and I decided that it was better for him to have come down and done something than for him to have done nothing at all.  I remember being his age and the thought of working out.  I didn’t do that faithfully or nearly at all until I was in my 40’s and depressed and gaining weight.  I needed a reason that motivated me all by myself and I assume he will get there some day I hope.  It doesn’t matter how many times I ask, beg, nag or guilt or plead with him to work out because it won’t happen until he WANTS it to happen.  It’s like anything we do in this life.  You have to want to do it to make it happen and not find excuses not to do it.  He won’t until he wants to, period so until that time I believe it is my job to keep asking and inviting him to join me.  I know how hard it is trying to do something on your own without support so I will be his support system and just be there when / if he needs me to help him.  That’s all I can do.

I will continue to be the best me that I can and trying to be an example and a beacon of inspiration for my kids and anyone who wants to try who might just need support. Those are the people who don’t know how to start or keep going. The ones who have to talk themselves out of quitting every day who just need some encouragement.  THAT is who I feel compelled to reach out to.  That’s what I feel my job is at the moment so I will do it to the best of my ability.  Everyone starts somewhere and has someone from whom they draw inspiration and courage to try new things.  I run for those people because I was one of those people!  Those people who struggle every single day are best described by someone I admire every day and someone who makes me look forward to reading every blog and listening podcast that she puts out there for “those people” to read @KellyKKRoberts. Kelly Roberts is the Queen and Captain of the Sportsbra Squad.

I was a 3 miler until I met my friend Barbara who put it in my head that I could run 13.1 miles.  That seems like so long ago but I remember the conversation clearly and I remember thinking “can I?”  Turns out it sat in my ‘craw’ for a long time until I signed up for my first half marathon with encouragement from Barbara and my husband.  Look at me now!  Without someone to push me and allow me to go at my own pace I might not be where I am today.  I want to be able to do that same thing for anyone who might need it including my son, daughter and niece.

HAPPY RUNNING!