Thursday, December 31, 2009

Another milestone run!

Basically, I'm having to rebuild my running base -- that's how long I've been out of it. I've signed up on SparkPeople, which I'm really hoping will help me meet my fitness goals.

I'm really excited about the new year. I'm going to do a marathon relay in April and hopefully a full marathon in June or July . . . Maybe in the fall. I guess it depends on how quickly I'm able to feel comfortable running again. My goal is five miles a week. I know that's not much, but I figure it will be easier to set the bar pretty low to start and build up from there. It's also more motivating to know that I did the (very short) run that I wanted to do -- because running what I CAN run tends to leave me feeling grumpy about it . . . I know I can do it, but I'm so out of practice that it leaves me stiff and sore and not wanting to lace up my shoes for a while.

So tomorrow, not today, I'm going to run again. (Because I ran yesterday, you see.) And hopefully I'll do a little more.

Goals for this week:
- Do a 1-mile loop focusing on form (because I'm sure mine's all over the place)
- Strength train 2x this week
- Yoga at least once this week

Crossing fingers!

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

A marathoner in recovery.

Tonight, I barely ran a mile. I mean B-A-R-E-L-Y. It seems like soooooooo long ago that I crossed the finish line at Big Sur. Yeah, I didn't do that the way I ought to have, and yes, I walked a bit, but I still did it right?

Tonight I was huffing, puffing and moving slowly -- partly because I'm out of shape, partly because I've been eating a LOT of junk lately (what is it about company that encourages "vacation" eating habits?), and partly because I'm getting over a cough.

I know it's a step in the right direction, but here I am . . . taking the path out of inactivity and still feeling like I have so, so very far to go just to get back to where I fell from.

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Slacker.

I'm a slacker. Haven't run in . . . well, I can't really even remember.

Tonight, I will run. I might not make it a mile . . . I might not make it a foot. But I will run! :)

(I promise.)

Monday, November 9, 2009

Good hair = good luck?

Friday, I drove out to the Employee ID office for Stanford University. I'm technically a hospital employee, but in order to use the Arrillaga sports facility, you have to have a separate ID card.

I had anticipated a $20 fee, but I was happy to pay for it because it was a one-time expense for unlimited access to an amazing gym. They didn't charge me anything -- it really was my lucky day!

So this morning as I was getting ready for work, I threw exercise pants, a sports bra, a shirt into my tote bag (the shoes were already at the office) and I'm ready to roll after work! :)

Goals for today:
- Lower body exercise machines (the little gym at my apartment complex only has upper body weight machines - I've got big guns already)
- 1 mile on either the track or the treadmill (they have an indoor track)
- pilates when I get home (I really do hate the DVD I have, but I don't know how willing I am to give it up yet . . .)
- Maybe (maybe) do a bit of boulder work -- though I don't have shoes or chalk yet, so I don't know how well that will work out . . .


On an unrelated note -- it's been a good hair weekend. Have been wearing it curly for several days straight and I'm finding that when I do this, it's much more agreeable, less frizzy (probably because I try not to shampoo it when it's going to be curly) and all aroud more cooperative.

And really, when it's a good hair day, isn't it just a good mood day all around?

Friday, November 6, 2009

Not today.

I just couldn't sleep last night. I couldn't shut my brain off. Or rather, I couldn't come to the conclusion last night that I need to be proactive. That I could be doing more. This two-way street is indeed two-way and that the best thing I can do for myself is to keep busy, stay positive and make myself just a bit less available.

Time for myself -- much needed. Running? Yes. Other activities? Yes.

But until I realized that just a few hours ago, I couldn't sleep. I woke every 20 minutes, tossing and turning and frustrated. So I'm not planning on running today.

I hope you understand . . .

Thursday, November 5, 2009

Zero.

I didn't run tonight. Not a bit... It's a shame, really, because I could use the so-called "endorphin high" right now...

One is the loneliest number.

I ran one mile last night. One measley mile and I feel so relieved to have even made it that far. As I was approaching one mile, I thought, 'I'll just keep running and do a little more than that.'

No. At one mile, my goose was cooked. I figured I should stop before I hurt myself.

I remember the day that I first ran double digits. A ten-mile run in preparation for my marathon. I was elated and grinned through my chattering teeth -- it was also the first time I'd ever tried an ice bath, which is another experience I will have to blog about later. Yowza.

So now I sit, thinking about one mile, wondering if I'll even try to do more than that tonight or if I should just rest on my laurels for a few days. Either way, I look back on the dozens of miles that got me through two half-marathons, one marathon and a 5K, I can't help but realize:

If you don't use it, you lose it.

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Thoughts from a chubby runner.

I won't even tell you how much I ran (or didn't run) last night. I mean, I have never liked treadmills, but since it was dark, I live in a city and would be running by myself, I opted to stay inside, jump on the StarTrac and crank out a few miles.

Or so I thought . . .

Let's put it this way, the caloric burn calculator on the treadmill estimated that I burned 29 calories. Yeah, you read that right.

Ouch.

So I'm looking into a membership at the Arillaga Sports Center. It's on Stanford's campus, has state-of-the-art everything and one of the perks of being a hospital employee is being able to use it for the low price of $20. For $20, I get an ID that they can swipe at the door and let me in -- no monthly fees.

We're working on this, Body. We can do it!!!

But oh man, if that treadmill didn't make me feel like a joke.

Monday, November 2, 2009

Inaugural post.

I'm fairly certain that my running shoes are collecting dust. I fear that slipping them onto my feet will make me cry.

But sometimes you have to jump and trust that there's a net to catch you.

So tonight, I'm putting on my shoes. I'm hitting the treadmill. If I make it a mile without dying, I'll be thrilled. Carrying an extra 40 pounds of weight doesn't make training easier, that's for sure, but I'm hoping that I'll gradually trim down to a fitness level that will carry through many races to come, including the big kahuna and my ultimate goal: the Boston Marathon.

Last April, I ran the Big Sur International Marathon. It was my very first marathon and was so overwhelming for me. I balked at training at times and slacked off out of fear and nervousness. Not now. No. We're gonna do it, Body, aren't we?

I have a sticker that says '26.2' on my desk. Seems like a slight joke since I know, I KNOW, I could have done so much better. But that little sticker is staring me in the face, daring me to try again.

But oh, this is gonna hurt . . .