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2018 Here I come

I have already set my 2018 fitness schedule through March.  I have a half marathon on the books for March so my plan goes to there.  I have set a weight goal that I would like to hit either by my half or by my birthday in May.  Seventeen pounds that I want to shed is a little harder now that I’m older and doing some weight training to tone.  I seem to hover around 165 these days which in my pants feels great but my eyes are still from the old school that start the name calling when I look in the mirror and still see cellulite on my legs and ass that make me wonder if I’ll ever get rid of that.  Better happy and healthy and hovering at a healthy heavier weight than to be deeply depressed and either 200 lbs or 150 heading to very bad places.  That was my swing not long ago.  I’ve pretty much made peace with my current weight but I fight old demons that lurk in the mirror every day.

I have a meal plan of sorts in my head for this year one month at a time.  ( THIS IS NOT ME BTW but I’d like it to be LOL!)

When I say meal plan I mean less sweets, more protein and less snacking.  I want to up my effort in the weight training arena to really put in a full body effort with more focus on toning to try to cut just a little more body fat.  My husband keeps saying I’m tight but when you’re feeling my ribs, OF COURSE, I’m tight.  Not much fat there at all.  LOL.  I don’t really argue with him because it makes me feel good that that is the picture he sees of me and not the one I see in the mirror.  I am going to try overnight oats this coming year to see if I can stomach them.  They look awesome but something about oats that sat overnight kind of boges me out.

In terms of running, I don’t think this year will be as full as last year.  I believe I’ll fall somewhere between 3-4 races not the 7 I did this year.  One for me, one with my friend and one with my Bad Ass B’s for sure.  Maybe one other but I would like to focus on strength training this year more than running to see what I have in me and how “tight” I can actually make this old body.  I want to be amazing at 50 which is my 2019 birthday number.  One reason I want to take it easy on the running THIS year is because I want to run a full marathon next year for my 50th.  That goal scares the shit out of me because it’s bigger than I’ve ever attempted.  It’s overwhelmingly ginormous and intimidating but it’s on my mind.  I think even if I DNF (WHICH I HAVE NEVER EVER DONE BTW) I will have attempted what in my mind is the coo de ta of races.  Can I do it?  I do believe I can and I want to push myself to see if I can.  So this year I’ll focus on strength to prepare for the BIG ONE next year.  Get ready B’s because I’m going to need you there when I make that attempt.  I’ll need my girls to help me get there and to be at the finish line with hopefully one or all of my kids cheering me to the finish.  It will be a year of preparation and focus one month at a time.  Watch out 2019 because this girl is coming for you with a vengeance.  This girl is going to be ready when you arrive!

Here’s to the next 367 days until 2019 gets here!

HAPPY RUNNING!

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2017 · Attitude · brenna gimler · Cold Running · happiness · Morning Running · Off Season Workouts · running · Running Friends

My Idea of Fun!

So these days I look forward to runs because I’m not in training.  I can run whatever I want and mostly I choose to run 3 miles because it’s fast, easy and enough to make me feel like I did something.  Today it was 25 degrees so I layered up probably just shy of too many layers but it was ok.  I headed out knowing they were running the Frosty Half Marathon which goes right past the end of my neighborhood on two sides.  I wasn’t sure I’d see the beginning or any runners at all since it was past 8 o’clock.  When I got to the end of my street one of the race volunteers laughed and told me to join the race and run in the other direction.  I giggled and told her I would be first….yeah for about 5 minutes until they caught up to me!  So down the road I go and there are cop cars with their lights on which tells me  they haven’t started yet.  BONUS!  I’ll see the beginning of the race and maybe i’ll stop to cheer.  When I see the first runner I decide I’m not stopping to cheer…. I”m running right through the crowd of runners cheering and hollering and giving high 5’s to everyone and that is exactly what I did!  It was so much fun!  Everyone smiled and gave me a high 5 back and I like to think I helped start their race off on the right foot.  The penalty for screaming and running and high fiving is that I lost my breath control for most of the rest of the way home, but it was worth it!  I wish I had my Frosty Half hat on today because then it would have at least told them that I was a fellow Frosty alum but no one cares anyway so it’s all good fun.  I can’t help myself when it comes to being excited and animated.  I’m not very grown up for my age but I wouldn’t change a thing.  My son tells me that I need to tone it down at his wrestling matches too.  I’m not real good at being quiet but why should I be?  I’m animated and loud and sarcastic and funny and that’s what I like best about me.  I’ve passed the time where I care what people think of me.  I’m past trying to make other people happy all the time.  I’ve learned to love life, people and the moments in life, like today, that become something you hold on to.  If you get the chance, run through a pack of runners in a race cheering.  It’s a refreshing and somewhat exhilarating experience that shakes out the ordinary in a day.

HAPPY RUNNING!

2017 · accountability · Attitude · brenna gimler · Cold Running · commitments · Discipline · running

Making It Up On The Other End

Last night I laid out my running gear for a run this morning.  I got my cold weather gear out, and had it in my head that  I would do my usual 3 mile, 5am run.  When my alarm went off and I pulled up my weather app, it wasn’t quite the 31 degrees that I had anticipated.  It was 25 degrees outside which isn’t far off from 31 but 6 degrees is 6 degrees when you’re warm and cuddly in your bed.  So I was already working through my other options for working out today like A) running at lunch which would be at 51 degrees which is much more tolerable to me today.  B) I also thought about riding my stationary bike which meant I would stay inside and stay warm.  C) I also thought about possibly not working out today and if that happens I’m ok with it.  I am opting for option B which means utilizing my free time differently, but giving up sitting around reading the same old gossip magazines or going out and possibly spending money that I shouldn’t is a good trade.  You see, I don’t have to, no one is counting on me to do so, so it ain’t gonna happen today at 25 degrees!  I’ll make it up and I do feel a little lazy at the moment but it’ll get done when I’ll be more comfortable and when my nose won’t stick together when I breathe.  When it’s so cold out that I might have to cover my face so I don’t catch PEE-NEW-MONIA I instantly begin my work around solution.  It’s funny because I really don’t mind running in the cold but I think I’m not quite adjusted to winter yet.  You know that brief time between Fall and Winter when it starts to get cold but isn’t truly freezing but you’d swear it was an ice age….yeah that’s where I am right now!  So I didn’t go out running….I ate my pancakes and eggs anyway….. and I will get my butt out there today….just later when it’s warmer and I’ll be happier!  Some days it’s all about the compromise and that’s ok as long as you do in fact make it up on the other end.

HAPPY RUNNING!

2017 · Attitude · brenna gimler · commitments · Discipline · Dreadmill · motivation · Random Thoughts · running

4:49 AM; The Line Between Dedication & a Hobby

So today I woke up before my 4:45 alarm to the sound of wind and what was probably sideways stinging rain.  I realized that running outside was not a smart idea so I decided to go to the gym to use the treadmill instead.  Now I pretty much hate the DM but on days like this and others in the winter where there is no where to run, I appreciate my gym membership quite a bit.  There are some other things I like it for like spin class.  I have a stationary spin bike at home but I don’t work it like I do when I go to the gym.  I also appreciate the pool for some cardio, the sauna sometimes to relax, the stairmaster for punishment, fitness classes of many kinds for whenever I’m having a whim moment.  Mostly my appreciation is for that damn DM because it’s always there when I need  it.  Today was one of those days.  As I tossed on my gear and grabbed my keys I took this picture of the clock on the stove in my kitchen.  This is the line between dedication and a hobby.  I’m up because I have limited time to fit in a workout these days so it’s either 4:49 or not at all.  Wanting it and doing it are very different.  It’s like the people on the DM that walk while holding on, no incline and no sweat.  Those are the people that wonder why they aren’t reaching their goals.  It’s because they aren’t working hard enough for it.  I don’t mean to sound like an asshole but really, no sweat, no elevated heart rate, no sore muscles = no achievement.  You have to actually put effort into it which includes getting up at 4:30 to get to the gym to sweat.  I can’t carry on a conversation without huffing and puffing when I’m running, street or DM.  I don’t go to the gym  to talk to my friends, I go to the gym to improve myself.  Now I don’t know anyone’s situation so there could be extenuating circumstances like coming back from a heart attack or surgery, however, in general there is a definite line between casual fitness….NO!  no no no no no!  I can’t even use those words together because fitness isn’t casual.  How about  there is a difference between moving and dedicated fitness.  Today that line for me was 4:49 am as I stepped out into a morning that undoubtedly would have ended in some kind of negative result.  Today I realized that dedication has set into who I have become from someone who no longer exists.  It’s just part of my being now.  I don’t even think about it.  I just do it day after day working toward an invisible and undefined goal that changes all the time.  4:49 is what sets me aside from everyone else who just talks about it, complains about it instead of doing it.  4:49 is the strength of the lotus that rises up from the mud at the bottom of the pond to bloom on the surface into a beautiful flower.  I am the lotus and 4:49 is the fire in the pit of my belly that burns strong like the eternal flame that always reminds me where I have been and why I do what I do.  4:49 is the bar that I always reach for that is just out of reach but always reachable.  4:49 is the line between dedication and a hobby, doing and not doing, wasting energy and getting results.  I am 4:49!

HAPPY RUNNING!

2017 · Attitude · Blessings · brenna gimler · running · Running Environment · running problems

God’s Listening Even When You’re Running

So today I ran the Narragansett Half Marathon in Easton Mass.  It’s July so I’m not sure what the  hell I was thinking but I expected it to be hot so there was no surprise there.  It was also humid but the big complaint I have is that it was hilly on the first half of this race in the sun, in the humidity which made it seem harder than it probably was.  My legs started swelling at mile 1 which didn’t really please me but it’s July so suck it up buttercup and drink a LOT!  I did and I also sadly walked a few times.  Now it isn’t a bad thing to walk, I just don’t like doing it because I feel like a wimp but the hills felt so hard so when I needed a little break I walked a minute then moved on.  I drank every mile and at every water station but by mile 8 I started beating myself up about being a bad runner and why do I do this and feeling like everyone else was just better prepared than I am.  All lies I know but it always happens when you start struggling, at least it does to me.  So here I am at mile 8 or so having the nastiest talk with myself and willing myself to not quit and keep stopping if I need to because I refuse to DNF (did not finish for those of you who may not run).  I just won’t do it.  I took a corner and ended up next to a nice guy who started talking to me.  Now I have my headphones in but I’ll almost always take them out to talk to other runners.  I love talking to people during a race.  So out they came and we chatted a while about the heat and hills and in this short discussion was God’s message to me reassuring me that I wasn’t some stinky old runner.  This guy, whose name I wish I had gotten, was from MD.  He was here with his girlfriend who wasn’t running on a little mini vacation which included this race.  I learned that he is running 17 half marathons in 2017 as a personal goal (WHOA!).  I also learned that he was a pack a day smoker a year ago and just started running 6 months ago.  Amazing to me.  Here comes the lesson kids… when he asked me what my best half time was I told him 1:57 and he was floored like that was so amazing (I think so but you know, that’s just me!) and all of a sudden I felt like a good runner again.  I was still struggling but I felt like time was passing faster and somewhere in the hilly heat of the last 4 miles I found strength in weakness if that makes sense.  I pulled my head up and suddenly felt like I was pacing him.  He in fact did drop back around 11 because as my  poor running friend Barbara knows all too well, running with me can push you to the red zone without much effort.  I’m not super fast but faster most days than she is so when we run I slow it down so I don’t stroke her out.  So my friend from MD did drop back to catch his breath and on I went but with a renewed strength or maybe it was determination.  Either way, I wasn’t in so much of a down spiral after meeting him and I have him to thank for that.  You see God gave him to me as a pat on the back just when I needed it most as per usual with most of his lessons/ gifts to me just when I need them.  I am grateful to have Faith and God in my life.  I didn’t see my new friend again after we separated but he’ll stay in my memory as one of those interactions that bring you back to center when you’re teetering on the verge of losing your humility, reality and strength or your perspective in general.  I’m glad I met him because I finished my race strongly and happy instead of dragging my ass over the finish line.  Every race is different and we need to find the blessings that each one brings.

HAPPY RUNNING!

2017 · Attitude · Hard Running · running · Running experience · running problems

11 Miles Felt Like 100

So yesterday I had an 11 mile run scheduled.  My wingman James was tired from a long hard day working on Saturday so I didn’t bother to wake him up at 6 to keep me company for my journey.  I left early so I hit the cool part of the day but sadly I did not escape the worst part, the humidity.  It was a tough run I’m not gonna lie about that.  I again intended to run slow knowing in my head how hard it is for me to actually slow down.  I figured if I could keep it to 10+ minute miles that would be good.  That wasn’t a problem yesterday.  Of my 11 miles most were where I wanted them except miles 3,4,5 and 11 which hit just under 10 but not by much.  Still too fast for what I was trying to practice but it’s ok, 7 of them were good.  Now, 7 of the 11 miles were good but mostly because it was horrible out.  I stopped every single mile to take a sip of fluid and rest for a minute.  This seems to be a habit on long runs these days but I’m not sure if it’s because it’s summer or just because no one really cares if I stop.  I in fact would recommend that to any other runner who was self conscious about it.  It was 71 when I left my house at 6:15 and of course I now wished i had gotten up at 4 instead but we’re here now so we make the best of it.  I don’t care about stopping.  Stopping every mile broke the run down for me into little tolerable pieces rather than struggling to do the entire thing or big sections without stopping.  The humidity killed me from mile 1.  Much of my run was shaded so thank God I wasn’t baking for 11 miles!   I knew it was going to be tough right out of the gate as I struggled to get my breathing under control before I even left my neighborhood.  So I reminded myself that it meant slow down and take it easy.  That’s how it went until mile 7.  When I hit 7 I was looking forward to being done and counting the minutes until the next mile buzzed on my watch so I could stop.  Mile 8 my husband, who was worried about me and checking on me regularly, suggested I take an alternate route back home that included a big downhill finish.  I didn’t even think about it.  If it was shaded and downhill, at that point, that was for me!  Everything after 8 was just hard.  My hips were hurting, my legs were getting tired and my upper body felt like I was running stiff because it too was tired.  After I started mile 8 I apparently didn’t hit the GO button on my watch the right way because it displayed the recovery heartrate message which means it’s stopped.  DAMN!  I ran a little bit not on the clock. Are you kidding me!  Any other day I would be ok with the error but today it was like slow motion torture that just didn’t seem to have an end.  SO, now I have a choice.  I can either finish the run and let my stats show that I didn’t complete 11 miles OR I could run a little more and make it right by my watch OR I could edit the mileage after I sync it.  I’m a little OCD sometimes because as tired as I was and as much as I was really struggling, I added a little side street so that when I got home my watch was right.  Control freak I know but I’ve run further before and it wasn’t all that far (less than .25 mile- NBD).  I was having such a hard time that mile 9 was a 12 minute mile….12 minutes!  For me that is super slow which is what I say I was trying to do but never accomplish because I just run too fast every single time. The worst part was I had to run PAST my house to hit 11 miles which totally sucked because I wanted to stop so badly.  Needless to say, the minute my watch beeped I halted immediately!  I was super happy to be done and pretty much considered that whole struggle equal to running with a blister.  Every mile hurts, you stop frequently (at least I would) and you cannot wait to be done!  I really wish James were with me for it because he would have taken my mind off the struggle and made me laugh.  Happy that it’s over….next Sunday is 12 miles.  Here’s hoping for the best and a wingman!

HAPPY RUNNING!

2017 · brenna gimler · happiness · running · Running in Pain

Some things just aren’t worth suffering over!

So just a short post script to my insert saga, the inserts are out!  I gave them to my son to try out which probably won’t work because he wears a sixze 13 shoe and well, I don’t.  So if anything they’ll bother the bottoms of his toes and he’ll take them out too.  I on the  other hand refused to do an 11 mile training run ‘adjusting’ to my inserts so I ripped them out and put in an old pair that I tucked away.  So much better not having to grimace with each step and focusing on other aspects of a long run than the pain in my feet.  So if you are struggling with something like this and trying to suck it up, don’t!  Some things are just not worth suffering over so why do it?  I’d rather run happy because that’s what running is for me even on the bad days and I’d rather keep it that way.

HAPPY RUNNING!