I'm so exhausted, I want to go home. Sleep. Not eat. Not exercise. Sounds like a good plan, but not.
Coffee is not doing anything for me... I still have half a cup left... and 2 hours before the end of the day. Someone help!
Wednesday, December 21
Tuesday, December 20
Dec 20, 2011
prognosis: a-ok to play
Boyfriend was given the go-ahead to play in contact sports yesterday morning - and so, tonight after his roommate's birthday dinner, I'll be going to his hockey game, again.
I said it once, and I'll say it again... I do not know how much longer I can go to his games - I love watching him on the ice, especially since he makes it look so graceful, but watching him take hits upon hits gets unbearable. My only consolation is he always comes out, albeit sweaty, and greets me with a kiss on the cheek.
Readers, pray for a safe game tonight, sans injuries, especially head injuries.
Boyfriend was given the go-ahead to play in contact sports yesterday morning - and so, tonight after his roommate's birthday dinner, I'll be going to his hockey game, again.
I said it once, and I'll say it again... I do not know how much longer I can go to his games - I love watching him on the ice, especially since he makes it look so graceful, but watching him take hits upon hits gets unbearable. My only consolation is he always comes out, albeit sweaty, and greets me with a kiss on the cheek.
Readers, pray for a safe game tonight, sans injuries, especially head injuries.
Thursday, December 15
Dec 15, 2011
I just got "home" from watching another one of my boyfriend's hockey games... and to opine on my experiences... I enjoy being there, and showing support, as the one and probably only fan the team has, season-round. I do not, however, like that this is the adult RECREATIONAL league, and the guys (some young, and some WAY too old to be acting the fools that they do act like) play aggressive, or in the boys' words "check others against the boards".
The boyfriend has these bumps on the sides of his head, and I'm ready to throw it down... and honestly, I do not care that I'm a girl. Somehow they think that putting on a pair of skates, putting on a helmet and playing in adult hockey somehow garners them the right to play dangerously aggressive. As though that will stop me from hunting the f*cker down... and #$#^%^ing the sh*t out of him. They don't know my hometown, and they don't know me.
The boyfriend has these bumps on the sides of his head, and I'm ready to throw it down... and honestly, I do not care that I'm a girl. Somehow they think that putting on a pair of skates, putting on a helmet and playing in adult hockey somehow garners them the right to play dangerously aggressive. As though that will stop me from hunting the f*cker down... and #$#^%^ing the sh*t out of him. They don't know my hometown, and they don't know me.
Wednesday, December 14
Dec 14, 2011 Part II
The new year is looking good already. I'm already registered for a 15k for March of next year, and have plans to travel to BC - snowboarding at Whistler. #yeahbuddy!
Dec 14, 2011
Lacking Motivation
So I go looking for it.
And I stumbled upon something that hit a really high note with me: Eliminate Self-Doubt and Fear. I was reading this, and it didn't tell me anything that I didn't already know, or feel... but what really stuck were the things the article reiterated:
- surround yourself with positive people
- everyone at the gym is there for self-improvement
- yes, you can!
- have drive, reason, purpose
- train hard
"No one can tell you that you cannot do something except you" is the same message I replay in my head, all of the time. When people tell me I cannot, I tell myself several things "if it were easy, everyone would be doing it" and "no one can tell me I can't except me"... and then I look at how much I've accomplished, and remind myself that everything I gave up to get to where I am is why I am here, and why others are not. Why should I let others dictate how my lifestyle should be and what I should eat, when obviously whatever I AM doing is working FOR ME.
Just because I don't eat 800 calories in one meal does not mean I'm anorexic. And, no, I do not need advice from someone who thinks that working at a supplement store somehow makes them an expert on what does and does not work...
So I go looking for it.
And I stumbled upon something that hit a really high note with me: Eliminate Self-Doubt and Fear. I was reading this, and it didn't tell me anything that I didn't already know, or feel... but what really stuck were the things the article reiterated:
- surround yourself with positive people
- everyone at the gym is there for self-improvement
- yes, you can!
- have drive, reason, purpose
- train hard
"No one can tell you that you cannot do something except you" is the same message I replay in my head, all of the time. When people tell me I cannot, I tell myself several things "if it were easy, everyone would be doing it" and "no one can tell me I can't except me"... and then I look at how much I've accomplished, and remind myself that everything I gave up to get to where I am is why I am here, and why others are not. Why should I let others dictate how my lifestyle should be and what I should eat, when obviously whatever I AM doing is working FOR ME.
Just because I don't eat 800 calories in one meal does not mean I'm anorexic. And, no, I do not need advice from someone who thinks that working at a supplement store somehow makes them an expert on what does and does not work...
Monday, December 12
Dec 12, 2011
the follow-up: Running a Half Marathon with No Training
Is it possible? HECK YES!
Did I do it? Obviously.
Would I do it again? Untrained? Likely. Maybe.
Some pointers:
- sleep. at least 7-8 hours. reason: i slept at 12:30a, to wake at 4:30a to leave the house... i was tired. and cold.
- eat. well the night before - not necessarily carbo-load, unless you feel that helps you prepare, mentally.
- hydrate. drink lots of water (all of the time, but most importantly) the week before the race.
- do not weight train several days before, especially not the legs on the Thursday before the weekend race. reason: i trained my legs... extra hard thursday thinking that i needed to tack on an extra leg workout, since i likely wouldn't do another for the rest of the weekend. boy, was i wrong. they felt like bricks going uphill on mile 7, they got heavier and heavier after mile 8, and fully cramped around mile 9. result: i walked about 98% of the last 5 miles.
- be mentally ready. set your mind to it, and do it. if you start to lose momentum, want to quit, or just stop altogether, remind yourself of the reasons why you're running this race, particularly.
- train, if you can. i did it without the training, and i think it is entirely possible. i ran/walked it in 2h:36m (11:56min/mile pace), but when i finished, my thoughts were *what would my time have been, if i had trained? run the entire distance? or at least run the last 2 miles?*
Reflections:
My whole intent when I initially signed up to run the race was merely to do it. The competitive nature in me wanted to prove that if other people, non-avid runners, can complete these runs, why couldn't I? I wanted to run, and to run well. Since I didn't train, as the day drew closer, my goals changed - I just wanted to finish, and collect my medal. Even if that meant walking across the line at 4 hours, I would do it - so when much older women, twice my size (I'm not an ageist, size-ist, etc etc... personal feelings knowing that I work out consistently and am considered "fit"... high expectations for self...) were running past me I was all too sure that I was close to the 4 hour limit, if not at it. So you can imagine my surprise when I crossed the finish to see the clock read 02:36:...
I'd do it again, in a heartbeat. I only hope, and wish, this time around the bug I've got sticks. I thought I got the bug the last time I ran a race, but it wasn't enough to encourage me to train to run this race any better.
verdict: Trampolines after Running a Half Marathon with No Training
No one thought I should/could successfully run a half marathon with no training. I think it was successful, some people run the entire distance at 11:56min/mi. And no one thought I'd even have the legs to go jump on trampolines... so I did everything possible to make sure I'd make it, and have a great time. I took protein/electrolytes throughout the day, used Bengay, had my boyfriend massage out my knots and any tight muscles, and I stretched a lot. Every time I randomly woke during the night, I would massage the legs.... and the result? I woke up still slightly sore, but I could move, much more easily. I had a protein shake that morning, and by the time we got to my boyfriend's house, I was fully mobile. I jumped with more enthusiasm than most of the people there, except my boyfriend, of course, who exerts an abundance of energy, all of the time. The reason I love him so much (he CAN keep up with me).
Would I jump on trampolines after a 13.1 mile run ever again? Maybe not. Neither my running partner nor I were injured, but we ended up in ER anyway, for another friend who dislocated an ankle. Ironic.
reaching the six month mark
Despite all of the mishaps, and unforeseen incidents, yesterday, I had the best birthday celebration/six month anniversary any GIRL could ask for. My friend dislocated her ankle, and all of my friends who had decided to come jump on trampolines with me, showed up at the Emergency Room with me. I spent three hours there, and all of my friends were there. How awesome is that? I still went out to "lunch" at 3:30P for all you can eat Shabu Shabu, and had ice cream as planned, with the best friends I could ever hope for. Complete with asian sticky pictures to boot. And we spent two hours at my injured friend's apartment after we got the car back, just catching up, and hanging out.
My boyfriend's got the best friends that I could ever ask to be friends with - one, offered to and, drove my friend to the ER while I drove my friend's car to the hospital; the other was good-natured and let us "kidnap" him for the duration of the night, so we could get my friend's car back to her... 45 min away.
What more could I ask for?
Is it possible? HECK YES!
Did I do it? Obviously.
Would I do it again? Untrained? Likely. Maybe.
Some pointers:
- sleep. at least 7-8 hours. reason: i slept at 12:30a, to wake at 4:30a to leave the house... i was tired. and cold.
- eat. well the night before - not necessarily carbo-load, unless you feel that helps you prepare, mentally.
- hydrate. drink lots of water (all of the time, but most importantly) the week before the race.
- do not weight train several days before, especially not the legs on the Thursday before the weekend race. reason: i trained my legs... extra hard thursday thinking that i needed to tack on an extra leg workout, since i likely wouldn't do another for the rest of the weekend. boy, was i wrong. they felt like bricks going uphill on mile 7, they got heavier and heavier after mile 8, and fully cramped around mile 9. result: i walked about 98% of the last 5 miles.
- be mentally ready. set your mind to it, and do it. if you start to lose momentum, want to quit, or just stop altogether, remind yourself of the reasons why you're running this race, particularly.
- train, if you can. i did it without the training, and i think it is entirely possible. i ran/walked it in 2h:36m (11:56min/mile pace), but when i finished, my thoughts were *what would my time have been, if i had trained? run the entire distance? or at least run the last 2 miles?*
Reflections:
My whole intent when I initially signed up to run the race was merely to do it. The competitive nature in me wanted to prove that if other people, non-avid runners, can complete these runs, why couldn't I? I wanted to run, and to run well. Since I didn't train, as the day drew closer, my goals changed - I just wanted to finish, and collect my medal. Even if that meant walking across the line at 4 hours, I would do it - so when much older women, twice my size (I'm not an ageist, size-ist, etc etc... personal feelings knowing that I work out consistently and am considered "fit"... high expectations for self...) were running past me I was all too sure that I was close to the 4 hour limit, if not at it. So you can imagine my surprise when I crossed the finish to see the clock read 02:36:...
I'd do it again, in a heartbeat. I only hope, and wish, this time around the bug I've got sticks. I thought I got the bug the last time I ran a race, but it wasn't enough to encourage me to train to run this race any better.
verdict: Trampolines after Running a Half Marathon with No Training
No one thought I should/could successfully run a half marathon with no training. I think it was successful, some people run the entire distance at 11:56min/mi. And no one thought I'd even have the legs to go jump on trampolines... so I did everything possible to make sure I'd make it, and have a great time. I took protein/electrolytes throughout the day, used Bengay, had my boyfriend massage out my knots and any tight muscles, and I stretched a lot. Every time I randomly woke during the night, I would massage the legs.... and the result? I woke up still slightly sore, but I could move, much more easily. I had a protein shake that morning, and by the time we got to my boyfriend's house, I was fully mobile. I jumped with more enthusiasm than most of the people there, except my boyfriend, of course, who exerts an abundance of energy, all of the time. The reason I love him so much (he CAN keep up with me).
Would I jump on trampolines after a 13.1 mile run ever again? Maybe not. Neither my running partner nor I were injured, but we ended up in ER anyway, for another friend who dislocated an ankle. Ironic.
reaching the six month mark
Despite all of the mishaps, and unforeseen incidents, yesterday, I had the best birthday celebration/six month anniversary any GIRL could ask for. My friend dislocated her ankle, and all of my friends who had decided to come jump on trampolines with me, showed up at the Emergency Room with me. I spent three hours there, and all of my friends were there. How awesome is that? I still went out to "lunch" at 3:30P for all you can eat Shabu Shabu, and had ice cream as planned, with the best friends I could ever hope for. Complete with asian sticky pictures to boot. And we spent two hours at my injured friend's apartment after we got the car back, just catching up, and hanging out.
My boyfriend's got the best friends that I could ever ask to be friends with - one, offered to and, drove my friend to the ER while I drove my friend's car to the hospital; the other was good-natured and let us "kidnap" him for the duration of the night, so we could get my friend's car back to her... 45 min away.
What more could I ask for?
Friday, December 9
Dec 9, 2011
#hashtags galore
Imagine getting out of the elevator to go get #coffee, and being greeted by #christmascarolers... that's what happened this AM.
Not only is it the day before #mybirthday, #1sthalfmarathon, #inauguralrun... it's also the holiday "party" at work. We're not having an actual #party, but we're having a holiday appreciation event for a couple of hours in our offices. Nice gesture. Just means an #earlydayoff. I can appreciate that.
Maybe I'll do a little birthday shopping... #formyself.
Here's to my love for #hashtags, a great beginning to a Friday, and to an exciting weekend ahead!
Imagine getting out of the elevator to go get #coffee, and being greeted by #christmascarolers... that's what happened this AM.
Not only is it the day before #mybirthday, #1sthalfmarathon, #inauguralrun... it's also the holiday "party" at work. We're not having an actual #party, but we're having a holiday appreciation event for a couple of hours in our offices. Nice gesture. Just means an #earlydayoff. I can appreciate that.
Maybe I'll do a little birthday shopping... #formyself.
Here's to my love for #hashtags, a great beginning to a Friday, and to an exciting weekend ahead!
Wednesday, December 7
Dec 7, 2011
birthday weekend
I'm excited for weekend festivities! I see some of my favorite people, and I've finally (I'm not sure how many times I've expressed this in the past and it wasn't true...) reached a point in my life that I am proud of. I'm seeing all of the important people in my life at present, and, in the past year, have come to grips with the fact that I no longer share the same relationships I once had with people who were once that important to me. I'm no longer angry, or resentful. I've come to peace with it. Coming to this realization on my own this past year has truly helped me grow as a person. And for that, I am thankful.
I'm stoked for my 13.1 mile run, albeit untrained, and am so ready to prove to everyone that I can finish it, even if that means walking across the finish line, and still have energy to jump on trampolines for an hour the next day. No one can tell me I cannot do something, but myself. I'm saying... I can!
I'm excited for weekend festivities! I see some of my favorite people, and I've finally (I'm not sure how many times I've expressed this in the past and it wasn't true...) reached a point in my life that I am proud of. I'm seeing all of the important people in my life at present, and, in the past year, have come to grips with the fact that I no longer share the same relationships I once had with people who were once that important to me. I'm no longer angry, or resentful. I've come to peace with it. Coming to this realization on my own this past year has truly helped me grow as a person. And for that, I am thankful.
I'm stoked for my 13.1 mile run, albeit untrained, and am so ready to prove to everyone that I can finish it, even if that means walking across the finish line, and still have energy to jump on trampolines for an hour the next day. No one can tell me I cannot do something, but myself. I'm saying... I can!
Thursday, December 1
Dec 1, 2011
favorite month of the year: december
First let me say: Happy, happy December, all! Time for holiday music, festive lighting decorations, ugly sweaters, and snow sports! LOVE!
1RM Deadlift: 76kg
I only just attempted to hit my 1 rep max last night, and I decided to max at 76kg - to stop adding weights after I lifted 76 a couple of times. As this was my first attempt at finding one, I wanted to be comfortable with my form - bar running along the legs as you reach the top, and back down. I have bruises to show for it. Suffice it to say, I've never thought so much about maintaining proper form as I did last night - sitting back and then lifting the weight was much more difficult than just bearing the weight with the back - but I definitely do not feel the stress today.
I hope I get much stronger the next go! Love #CrossFit, and love my Crossfit Chicago tee.
Warm-up:
Tabatha -
jumprope
burpees (star jump)
kettle ball swings
sit ups
First let me say: Happy, happy December, all! Time for holiday music, festive lighting decorations, ugly sweaters, and snow sports! LOVE!
1RM Deadlift: 76kg
I only just attempted to hit my 1 rep max last night, and I decided to max at 76kg - to stop adding weights after I lifted 76 a couple of times. As this was my first attempt at finding one, I wanted to be comfortable with my form - bar running along the legs as you reach the top, and back down. I have bruises to show for it. Suffice it to say, I've never thought so much about maintaining proper form as I did last night - sitting back and then lifting the weight was much more difficult than just bearing the weight with the back - but I definitely do not feel the stress today.
I hope I get much stronger the next go! Love #CrossFit, and love my Crossfit Chicago tee.
Warm-up:
Tabatha -
jumprope
burpees (star jump)
kettle ball swings
sit ups
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