Tuesday, August 31, 2010
The heat also makes you sweat. A lot. What did that mean for me today? Well, I should note that I dyed my hair this past Saturday. Bright red. Which means today I dyed a couple towels red. No big deal. It only interfered with my practice once when it started running into my eyes. Yikes!
I also ended up next to a rather large, rather hairy man. No problem. We come in all shapes and sizes. Except for he was SUPER stinky! But let's keep things positive. At least it wasn't....
Sunday, August 29, 2010
Thursday, August 26, 2010
"What to do..." I pondered. My workout schedule said run, but I didn't want to overdo it. I was also pretty tired after work and had a mild headache. The couch was looking mighty fine.
On the other hand, I hadn't run since Sunday and my hip wasn't feeling too bad. Plus, I know that couch. It's like crack. If I take a hit today I'll be coming back for more tomorrow. So I laced up my shoes and headed for the door thinking, "I'll just take it easy today."
Now you should know something about me. I don't "take it easy." I can tell myself all day long that I'm going to back off or slow down, but when it comes down to it I'm going to push myself. And that's exactly what I did before a horrendous cramp unleashed its fury on my side.
At the time I was pretty peeved. I had to slow way down for quite awhile before I could kick it. But now that I've had a few minutes to reflect I think it might have been a blessing in disguise. I'll take a side cramp over a pulled muscle any day.
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
I wasn't a huge fan of this one when I first started, but I have been loving it lately. It's the first pose I can really feel in my back. Like jumping into a swimming pool that's a little too cold. "Here we go...!" And then, "Aaaaa...refreshing." Bringing the stretch into my upper back is really what has made the difference. I focus on taking full, deep breaths in order to fill and lift my lungs. Mmmm.
The bad news is I now focus more on the postures. Yesterday I chose to focus on how crooked my right leg was whilst pulling. The left leg is manageable. The right leg, for whatever reason, is not. No matter how hard I try to make corrections, my knee just wants to bow out, and my toe can't help but turn in. And boy did I try to correct it yesterday. And not without consequence I'm afraid...we'll get to that later.
I don't have a lot to to say about toe stand other than I feel like I've been rocking it out lately. If only I had this lady's six-pack to go along with it...
Lady on the phone: "And where is the pain?"
Sunday, August 22, 2010
For awhile it's been pretty exciting to watch it drop. I was getting in shape! But as it continued to drop, I actually started to get worried. After all, I'm not in that great of shape. I still pat myself on the back if I run a mile under 10 minutes. But, I reassured myself, I was just being paranoid.
So I took my pulse this morning in accordance with the Sunday ritual, and it was 48 bpm. Mind you, this was after a cup of coffee. It's been hanging out in the low 50s for awhile, but this was the first time it bottomed out and plummeted into the 40s. Something about crossing that particular threshold revitalized my concern.
And where do we go to find all the answers? Google! Here's what I found:
From the MayoClinic - "For a well-trained athlete, a normal resting heart rate may be as low as 40 to 60 bpm."
And from MSN Health and Fitness - "High-performance athletes often have heart rates in the 40s." Dr. Thomas H. Lee goes on to say, "When people come to see me concerned about a slow heartbeat, I first ask them if they have had fainting spells, or do not have enough energy to do their daily activities."
So far so good.
"I next see if I can make their heart speed up by having them walk up a flight or two of stairs. If they can do that activity, and their heart speeds up, I reassure them that their slow heart rate probably just means they are in good shape."
Okay...heart rate definitely goes up with the stairs. Double check.
I guess that means I'm just a well-trained, high-performance athlete.
Friday, August 20, 2010
My thoughts are consumed with fundraising. Let me clarify. I can't stop obsessing over whether I will actually be able to raise the minimum amount required. The trouble (that I didn't fully consider when I signed up for TeamChallenge) is I feel guilty asking people for money. At some level I realize that I will need to send out "that email" asking all my friends and family to donate. BUT...and I say this like a two-year-old throwing a temper tantrum...I DON'T WANT TO!
But enough with the negativity. The unveiling of my race plans has brought out much love and support from my sorority sisters. Thanks and appreciaton goes out to Bonnie, Lindsey, Elsha, Sarah and Amy! And let's not forget the MOMS! (That includes both mine and Jason's.)
Stacey is also very touched by the whole ordeal and wants you to know not to be fooled by the DONATION WEBSITE. You are more than welcome to donate less than $50 by simply listing the donation YOU would like to make next to "Other." Okay, you got me. I'm actually the one that wants you to know that.
And I suppose it's a good thing that my fear of fundraising has dwarfed any fear of actually running the half, right?
I skipped hip hop this week. You could see this coming couldn't you? I'd had enough of Mighty's boom-to-boom counting system, and Kelsea's elbow had had enough of the one-armed warm-ups. Last week we only used our right arm in the "warm-up". What's up with that?! (The quotation marks have to do with the fact that the warm-up lasts probably 30 to 45 minutes. That's half of the class. The question and exclamation marks have to do with, "What's up with that?!") We both agreed that it was a sunk cost* and went to yoga instead. After yoga Kelsea** remarked on how much better yoga is than hip hop.***
As much as I enjoyed replacing hip hop with yoga, it threw off my workout schedule this week. How else was I to cross train? Enter - the bicycle. Detailed bicycle blogging will come in the future. For now I will leave you with the expression, "It's like riding a bicycle." All my life I misunderstood its meaning. Today I realized it means scary and harder than running.
*The concept of a sunk cost may be the single most valuable lesson I learned in a college course. I have applied its principles to my own life on many occasions, and I'm a happier, more satisfied person as a result.
**Kelsea is a very smart woman with excellent taste.
***The video is coming, it's just taking awhile. I'll post a link as soon as it's up.
In addition to being hilly, there is always wind in my neck of the woods. I find myself pushing my earbuds back in my ear every minute or two. That's way too often. It's been quite the dilemma. Then I saw a girl the other week wearing a headband covering her ears/earbuds, and I thought to myself, "What a fabulous idea!" So I ordered one from Nike and it arrived in the mail today. I'm super excited to try it out tomorrow on my long* run!
*It's really only 4 miles. But keep in mind - not too long ago I was only running 0.95 miles at a time and not too long before that I was stitting on the couch.
This week one of my co-workers said to me, "Are you jogging again?"
Me: "Yes I am."
Co-worker: "You look smaller. Not that you looked big before. But you look noticeably smaller than you did a few weeks* ago."
A little tiny voice in my head said, "Awww shucks! Jogging! I'm a runner now!" But mostly I was pretty happy about that.
*I think he meant months.
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
The TeamChallenge Page!
*Note that if you were to replace "ode" with "dissertation" the description would likely still fit.
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Jason: "I think it was Inception."
Me: "Oh right."
In other news I went to yoga tonight for the first time in two weeks, and it was so great! I have two more weeks of hip hop and then it's yoga twice a week. I can't wait!
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
TeamChallenge, in a nutshell, is an endurance training program that raises money for the Chron's and Colitis Foundation. Much like Team In Training. So I read the flyer, set it aside and forgot about it...
Or did I?
In retrospect, I think Leonardo DiCaprio must have placed that goodie in my flyer bag. The Leonardo DiCaprio recently seen in the movie Inception that is. Because the idea of TeamChallenge, however small, stuck. It camped out, stretching its limbs and making itself comfortable in the couch cushions of my subconscious. And from there it grew. It grew from after thought to curiousity. Curiousity to mild interest. Mild interest to serious consideration. And finally, serious consideration to excitement.
And excitement was my state of mind when I walked into the info meeting last night. Here I will sum up the entire info session by saying that info was distributed and jump to the end of the session. To the part where I signed up. Eeek!
That means I will officially begin training for the Rock 'N Roll Las Vegas 1/2 Marathon! Which is far less intimidating than all the fundraising I now have to do...wish me luck!
Saturday, August 7, 2010
So I did what every loving, supportive wife would do. I let him have some alone time and finished my run. When I got home the front door was locked. No problem. I found a cozy patch of grass in the front yard and waited for Jason and the key on his shoelace. And I waited. After awhile I thought maybe Jason had arrived home before me and decided to lock the door for some reason. So I tried the door again, rang the doorbell, peered through the window. Nothing. I had another seat in the front yard and waited some more. And more.
That's when I started to get worried. Did Jason get lost? Did he pass out in a rose bush? Get hit by a bicycle? I started back tracking, and he was still nowhere to be found. Perhaps he melted away in the summer heat? Just when I started feeling guilty for leaving him behind, the front door opened and I heard Jason calling my name.
He had arrived home before me, locked the door and, in typical fashion, collapsed in the backyard. Come on!
Aside from getting locked out of the house, the run was a success. A hot and hilly 3.17 mile run at a 9:22 min/mile pace.
Thursday, August 5, 2010
- Mary Kay TimeWise Age-Fighting Moisturizer for my face
- Eucerine Plus Intense Repair Body Creme for my Eczema prone legs
- Aveeno Intense Relief Repair Creme for my burnt arms
- Jergens Natural Glow Daily Moisturizer for my chest
Moisturizing aside, you may be asking yourself, "What does this have to do with working out?" Imagine laying on your burnt arms in a 105 degree room. That's right. I skipped yoga this week. And I'm going through withdrawls!!! Three exclamation marks worth of withdrawls! ELSHA - Go try it! Try it tomorrow! And blog about it so I can live vicariously through you!
Monday, August 2, 2010
So here's a recap:
- Friday - 3.32 miles / 9:53 pace
- Saturday - Rest
- Sunday - 1.49 miles / 9:53 pace
- Monday (Today) - 2.25 miles / 9:48 pace (And I could have gone faster if Jason hadn't slowed me down towards the end!*)
What do you think? Does thrice a runner make?
*I have to give Jason due credit by saying that not only are the roles typically reversed, but I'm pretty sure my routine attempts to keep up are what brought my pace down from the historical standard of ~11:30 min/mile.