I found myself just now standing in my kitchen for the first time in about 2 weeks were I was feeling a little relaxed and interested in finding something to do. The boys asked, mom can we go outside and play? Why yes sons you may, and you see this computer here, I'm going to blog on it, on the porch! Kinda like the swiffer commercial.
It's been a busy couple of weeks. The mileage was no sneeze in the running a 16 then a bum rush of pinkeye(kid 1) a nurse's bladder and then vacation bible-school and a busy and very confusing week at work then 18.7 and more pinkeye(kid 2) and then finally just see the waters start to get a little smoother. I did not take a 50% cutback like I normal do in between those distances to promote a little more rest because I have to work this weekend and there is no time for an 18miler. .I will find time for a 9er though someway. I expect to be stupid busy as usual,I also am hoping to make it to a cousins bachelorette party even just the pre-party to support the fun. My new job is a ton of work, I knew that taking it, still haven't figured out a perfect schedule for a work day yet. As soon as I can get geared to that home dynamic I think I will be able to handle more stuff. The running really should be the source of making everything more pressed for time but really I still feel it calms me down so I have more focus and patience, so the training stays.
The weekend work thing is NOT a complaint! I am excited to say this is
my first weekend since mid March, our family sure has been enjoying the
together time as we grow as a group. I think I have changed for the better challenging my safe lifestyle. Now it's so much more complicated but everyone is happier, I didn't think any of this would happen. I couldn't see past my fears, I am so glad I took a chance. I love my family they are worth any uncertainty for myself as long as it guarantees them security.
How's my diet doing? well....I remain at 164-165. I am trying to maintain or loose the last 10, but I do have a 20 miler and a 22 miler before my taper, I am realistic I could gain a few I am going to try my hardest to not let that happen. Still keeping a food diary I rarely finish it completely on work days because I have to do so much paper work I confess to eating a ton in the most recent weeks, I am STARVING. I don't know why I but sure have the appetite of a lumberjack. So my main objective on days I don't have time to track my food all the way until bedtime is to beat back the lumberjack.
I need some help guys....I am trying to decide on making another marathon shirt if I should just be cool and not do it. Suggestions? And my playlist getting repetitious now that the runs are getting longer I will take some song add suggestions please!!!
my song suggestion for you this week:
Lights, Ellie Goulding
Thursday, July 26, 2012
Saturday, July 14, 2012
my fortress of solitude
Today was my 16 miler and it flew by. I am tired and overwhelmed lately but I couldn't wait for Saturday morning this week.
I learned something today although clothing is fitted, and engineered for exercise, and the correct size, does not mean it will look and feel okay during a 16 miler. I wore a fitted tank top that insisted on being removed the second step I took. That was a rookie mistake not testing it first, so i ran the first 3.5 miles with a really irritating shirt on. Every few feet I had to pull it down to prevent it from scooting up over my dang head, and this is with a fuel belt on! I got back to my truck and I had one shirt inside that I changed into, sadly an all white long sleeve running tee, but I would rather wear something proven to stay in place even if it is a wet tee-shirt contest. (rainy and sweaty) The 16miler was needed and if that is what I had to do to salvage it I was doing it. So picture if you will me completely soaking a long sleeve tee on a 3 hour and 12 minute run yes thank god for bras, sorry to offend!!! Lesson: some exercise clothes are made for looking good doing nothing. LEARNED
After I got comfortable in my skin the minutes ticked by fast. I look down at my watch and not one time before 15.5 miles did I wonder how long I had left. Today I wore the trail rated shoes on the gravel and uneven roads and through the grass and I think they did pretty well, now I am starting to debate on whether or not run my next marathon in them. I will just have to keep on debating though, that's part of training trying things and finding out they are good ideas or bad I guess.
Around 12 miles I found myself getting hungry and a little delirious I'll admit because I suddenly thought everything I thought was hilarious. I passed a chips ahoy wrapper/container on the side of the road and I looked more than one second and thought- wow too bad there isn't one left I haven't had one of those in like forever. Then I started kinda giggling. When I past the empty Busch beer can and I thought that looked good too I actually did laugh out loud. A couple passing runners went buy and I gave a "wassssaaaaaaaaauuuup" yeah time to get off the road and stay to the track for the last few miles, by then I forgot I was trying to hide because I was wearing an almost clear shirt with a nerdalert fuelbelt. By the time I made it back to the track I only had 2 miles left of 16.
I didn't really even hit the wall until about 14.5 I ended up running right up behind a sweet old lady pushing her Yorkie in a stroller who just happened to be smoking a cigarette. The smoke slapped me into reality ewww why would you do that here? Yess, yes smokers actually do exercise too but that's not cool for us ex smokers that have pretty decent asthma. So next time just wait feel the burn then light up please!
I made it all the way to 16.1 with a goofy grin. I love running and I love training, wet tee shirt contest and all. I would just like to point out I was a little scared that 16 miles would be a painful run. Last year my 16 miler was the point that my IT band flared and I had to take an injury break and see a doctor. I realize that it could and probably will come back but I need to just enjoy the ride. I am trying to prevent what I can by strength training and hill work, if it happens it happens. I guess it's a good thing I don't have time to make this anything but fun.
running song of the day
Best Song Ever, The Ready Set
I learned something today although clothing is fitted, and engineered for exercise, and the correct size, does not mean it will look and feel okay during a 16 miler. I wore a fitted tank top that insisted on being removed the second step I took. That was a rookie mistake not testing it first, so i ran the first 3.5 miles with a really irritating shirt on. Every few feet I had to pull it down to prevent it from scooting up over my dang head, and this is with a fuel belt on! I got back to my truck and I had one shirt inside that I changed into, sadly an all white long sleeve running tee, but I would rather wear something proven to stay in place even if it is a wet tee-shirt contest. (rainy and sweaty) The 16miler was needed and if that is what I had to do to salvage it I was doing it. So picture if you will me completely soaking a long sleeve tee on a 3 hour and 12 minute run yes thank god for bras, sorry to offend!!! Lesson: some exercise clothes are made for looking good doing nothing. LEARNED
After I got comfortable in my skin the minutes ticked by fast. I look down at my watch and not one time before 15.5 miles did I wonder how long I had left. Today I wore the trail rated shoes on the gravel and uneven roads and through the grass and I think they did pretty well, now I am starting to debate on whether or not run my next marathon in them. I will just have to keep on debating though, that's part of training trying things and finding out they are good ideas or bad I guess.
Around 12 miles I found myself getting hungry and a little delirious I'll admit because I suddenly thought everything I thought was hilarious. I passed a chips ahoy wrapper/container on the side of the road and I looked more than one second and thought- wow too bad there isn't one left I haven't had one of those in like forever. Then I started kinda giggling. When I past the empty Busch beer can and I thought that looked good too I actually did laugh out loud. A couple passing runners went buy and I gave a "wassssaaaaaaaaauuuup" yeah time to get off the road and stay to the track for the last few miles, by then I forgot I was trying to hide because I was wearing an almost clear shirt with a nerdalert fuelbelt. By the time I made it back to the track I only had 2 miles left of 16.
I didn't really even hit the wall until about 14.5 I ended up running right up behind a sweet old lady pushing her Yorkie in a stroller who just happened to be smoking a cigarette. The smoke slapped me into reality ewww why would you do that here? Yess, yes smokers actually do exercise too but that's not cool for us ex smokers that have pretty decent asthma. So next time just wait feel the burn then light up please!
I made it all the way to 16.1 with a goofy grin. I love running and I love training, wet tee shirt contest and all. I would just like to point out I was a little scared that 16 miles would be a painful run. Last year my 16 miler was the point that my IT band flared and I had to take an injury break and see a doctor. I realize that it could and probably will come back but I need to just enjoy the ride. I am trying to prevent what I can by strength training and hill work, if it happens it happens. I guess it's a good thing I don't have time to make this anything but fun.
running song of the day
Best Song Ever, The Ready Set
Thursday, July 5, 2012
bustin a rhyme
My mp3 player is now MIA. Completely AWOL, can't find it, got another on order so this morning in the humidity with belly full of gluttonous picnic pig out I went in silence for 6. I started making up Marine Corp style chants (so as you read echo back) to myself here are a few...
I don't know, but I've been told,
this humidity is getting old.
Ate to much on 4 July,
now my tummy wants to die
I feel a rumble in my gut,
I hope I can still hold my butt.
The say it's too hot to run,
Bein a wuss limits your fun.
All day long I need a shower
I still need to run for another half an hour.
Bein a runner is an art
You need to learn to not trust farts
sound off
gotta poo gotta poo, gotta shit!
Now I'm walking for a bit
my butt is clenched I need to shit.
I ate too much on 4 July
If I poop my pants I'm going to die
sound off
people nearby 1, 2 nearby!
Maybe next year I keep control
so I don't have to do suicide patrol.
I have to poop so bad I have to puke,
nothing rhymes with that but papa duke
sound off
hot out here, 1, 2, gotta shit!!!!
I could go on forever but you get the hint!!!!!!!!!!
I don't know, but I've been told,
this humidity is getting old.
Ate to much on 4 July,
now my tummy wants to die
I feel a rumble in my gut,
I hope I can still hold my butt.
The say it's too hot to run,
Bein a wuss limits your fun.
All day long I need a shower
I still need to run for another half an hour.
Bein a runner is an art
You need to learn to not trust farts
sound off
gotta poo gotta poo, gotta shit!
Now I'm walking for a bit
my butt is clenched I need to shit.
I ate too much on 4 July
If I poop my pants I'm going to die
sound off
people nearby 1, 2 nearby!
Maybe next year I keep control
so I don't have to do suicide patrol.
I have to poop so bad I have to puke,
nothing rhymes with that but papa duke
sound off
hot out here, 1, 2, gotta shit!!!!
I could go on forever but you get the hint!!!!!!!!!!
Wednesday, July 4, 2012
void of brain
Lately I have been trying to keep up with life. Sometimes I get overwhelmed and spin my wheels and evntually I start botching stuff up. This has started a serious of events...these are only a few that I can gather in one sitting.
It started with a footstep really. A footstep on a creaky floorboard in one of my patient's houses. That hurried unplanned step some how made a 2liter bottle of root beer to fall off a table and crack open and spray everywhere. By everywhere I mean 10 foot mushroom cloud including ceiling, yep oh sheeet.
Sometimes I feel like I am on Candid Camera, it really is funny but I am still embarrassed. Just getting to the houses at work from my car I have been tripping and dropping things. It's not my favorite to be unfamiliar with stuff. I like to be in control it's hard for me to learn new things and meet new friends. At work someone said that magic erasers where coming out with a mop I actually said really loudly "SHUT THE FA" i wanted to say shut the front door but I almost said a office no no word when I really didn't want to. I really wanted to just shrivel up and die. This is the same group of ladies around that where there when I accidentally shut the light off on my boss while she was using the ladies room. I love a good laugh but I like to be the one telling the joke not being the joke.
Then a particular doosy last week during my 14 miler, my mp3 player stopped working, or so I thought halfway through the run. What I did was stuff if in my fuel belt and keep going. I finished my run, in 7 miles of silence. I kept thinking to myself how nice it would be to slap myself in the face for sweating on it too much and breaking it. I was so angry and irritated, long runs up and down the same old road get old fast without tunes. When I got done, turned in my player to my husband and he happily reports to me that it still works and I won't need a new one. Really????! yes really I could of had tune-age.
Most recently yesterday taking my kids to daycare I completely drove past the exit and had to continue and turn around and backtrack. Then after a really strange day full of blunders and bloopers I fell asleep until I heard thunder. I woke up to the rain and realized the sunroof was open on my adorable little bug car and was full of water. NOOOOOOOO. I cried for a good while before I could go back to sleep.
I feel lost. I feel busy. I am just trying to get my bearings, I don't know why I feel so panicked. Someone asked if I should let the marathon training go for now. My answer is no. It's probably only thing right now that I cling to as normal and the one place I can go to if I want to visit my happy self. So there. I may not always be blogging, but as long as I can I will be running, and I thank god for that.
It started with a footstep really. A footstep on a creaky floorboard in one of my patient's houses. That hurried unplanned step some how made a 2liter bottle of root beer to fall off a table and crack open and spray everywhere. By everywhere I mean 10 foot mushroom cloud including ceiling, yep oh sheeet.
Sometimes I feel like I am on Candid Camera, it really is funny but I am still embarrassed. Just getting to the houses at work from my car I have been tripping and dropping things. It's not my favorite to be unfamiliar with stuff. I like to be in control it's hard for me to learn new things and meet new friends. At work someone said that magic erasers where coming out with a mop I actually said really loudly "SHUT THE FA" i wanted to say shut the front door but I almost said a office no no word when I really didn't want to. I really wanted to just shrivel up and die. This is the same group of ladies around that where there when I accidentally shut the light off on my boss while she was using the ladies room. I love a good laugh but I like to be the one telling the joke not being the joke.
Then a particular doosy last week during my 14 miler, my mp3 player stopped working, or so I thought halfway through the run. What I did was stuff if in my fuel belt and keep going. I finished my run, in 7 miles of silence. I kept thinking to myself how nice it would be to slap myself in the face for sweating on it too much and breaking it. I was so angry and irritated, long runs up and down the same old road get old fast without tunes. When I got done, turned in my player to my husband and he happily reports to me that it still works and I won't need a new one. Really????! yes really I could of had tune-age.
Most recently yesterday taking my kids to daycare I completely drove past the exit and had to continue and turn around and backtrack. Then after a really strange day full of blunders and bloopers I fell asleep until I heard thunder. I woke up to the rain and realized the sunroof was open on my adorable little bug car and was full of water. NOOOOOOOO. I cried for a good while before I could go back to sleep.
I feel lost. I feel busy. I am just trying to get my bearings, I don't know why I feel so panicked. Someone asked if I should let the marathon training go for now. My answer is no. It's probably only thing right now that I cling to as normal and the one place I can go to if I want to visit my happy self. So there. I may not always be blogging, but as long as I can I will be running, and I thank god for that.
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