August 26th 2010
I did it, I ran 3.17 miles without stopping. I clocked in at 31 min 45 seconds. Now that I know I can run the whole thing, all that I have left to do is get faster. I am bursting with excitement. I never thought I would actually be able to run the whole thing through.
Today I didn’t really push myself as hard as I could. I didn’t want to overdo it and not be able to finish. After running, I was sweaty and had a little bit of tightness in my left calf, but other than that I could do it all over again.. Tomorrow, I am going to do 2 miles and really give it all I’ve got. Wish me luck.
Thursday, August 26, 2010
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Day 25
August 24, 2010
There are 11 days left till the race and I am super confident. I just finished running 2 .08 miles without stopping. I finished in 20 min and 50 seconds. I realized that once I hit about ¾ a mile, running got easier. I don’t know if it was a mental triumph or what. Like a light went on and my body decided that it had already gone this far without stopping, what was a little farther.
I know that I will finish strong at the race. I am not deluded in thinking I will win, that should be reserved for individuals that have been running longer than a few weeks, but I am not going to embarrass myself. I wanted to finish in the first half and I think that I will be able to.
I have also tried to quit smoking, but I really need to make a conscious effort to hydrate better. I haven’t figured out a way to carry water with me while running and I don’t really drink a lot of water… well any water. Over the next weeks I am going to really work on it. I noticed a huge difference in how I felt after running today then normal and I had downed a bunch of Gatorade about an hour prior to running.
There are 11 days left till the race and I am super confident. I just finished running 2 .08 miles without stopping. I finished in 20 min and 50 seconds. I realized that once I hit about ¾ a mile, running got easier. I don’t know if it was a mental triumph or what. Like a light went on and my body decided that it had already gone this far without stopping, what was a little farther.
I know that I will finish strong at the race. I am not deluded in thinking I will win, that should be reserved for individuals that have been running longer than a few weeks, but I am not going to embarrass myself. I wanted to finish in the first half and I think that I will be able to.
I have also tried to quit smoking, but I really need to make a conscious effort to hydrate better. I haven’t figured out a way to carry water with me while running and I don’t really drink a lot of water… well any water. Over the next weeks I am going to really work on it. I noticed a huge difference in how I felt after running today then normal and I had downed a bunch of Gatorade about an hour prior to running.
Day 23
August 22, 2010
My running is going well. I ran a mile and a quarter in 13 min 40 seconds and then a mile in 11 minutes. But today was a breakthrough I ran a mile, all the way through at a steady pace. My time was 8 min 52 seconds. I can’t tell if I am more excited about how fast I finished or that I managed the whole mile without stopping.
My running is going well. I ran a mile and a quarter in 13 min 40 seconds and then a mile in 11 minutes. But today was a breakthrough I ran a mile, all the way through at a steady pace. My time was 8 min 52 seconds. I can’t tell if I am more excited about how fast I finished or that I managed the whole mile without stopping.
Day 18
August 17, 2010
The last 11 days have sucked. For 9 of them my ankles was swelled up and I didn’t want to chance running on it. I don’t have medical insurance and can’t afford to seriously injure myself.
During that time, I realized how negative people are. I was told well maybe running just isn’t for you and that it is stupid to run if it hurts. They just didn’t understand that I made a goal for myself and I was going to try my best to reach it.
One little set back wasn’t going to stop me. Then I looked at the people spewing forth those negative remarks and I realized most of them were miserable and complained about their lives on a regular basis. They are the type of people that give up before they even try.
Of course there are a few people that are very supportive and gave me advise on how to treat my ankle to help it heal faster and what to do in the future to prevent it from swelling.
Today, I finally got back out and ran with a different pair of shoes, ankle brace and inserts for my shoes to relieve the stress running on concrete causes. I did a mile and a quarter in 14 minutes.
Boy did it feel good. I still can’t run all the way through a mile without walking but I am getting there.
The last 11 days have sucked. For 9 of them my ankles was swelled up and I didn’t want to chance running on it. I don’t have medical insurance and can’t afford to seriously injure myself.
During that time, I realized how negative people are. I was told well maybe running just isn’t for you and that it is stupid to run if it hurts. They just didn’t understand that I made a goal for myself and I was going to try my best to reach it.
One little set back wasn’t going to stop me. Then I looked at the people spewing forth those negative remarks and I realized most of them were miserable and complained about their lives on a regular basis. They are the type of people that give up before they even try.
Of course there are a few people that are very supportive and gave me advise on how to treat my ankle to help it heal faster and what to do in the future to prevent it from swelling.
Today, I finally got back out and ran with a different pair of shoes, ankle brace and inserts for my shoes to relieve the stress running on concrete causes. I did a mile and a quarter in 14 minutes.
Boy did it feel good. I still can’t run all the way through a mile without walking but I am getting there.
Friday, August 6, 2010
Day 7
No running today. I am so frustrated. I woke up with a swollen and bruised ankle. I can barely support any weight on it. I am doing everything I should.
I guess the only thing I can do is wait a few more days. I’ll do yoga instead. And just refigure my schedule. I just hope it stops hurting. I think the next time I run I will also try a different pair of shoes.
I guess the only thing I can do is wait a few more days. I’ll do yoga instead. And just refigure my schedule. I just hope it stops hurting. I think the next time I run I will also try a different pair of shoes.
Thursday, August 5, 2010
Day 6
Well it is that time again, time to write my little blog about my running adventures and misadventures. Yesterday was my rest day and I didn’t do anything other than a little laundry and a short walk to the library and post office.
I tried to stay off my ankle as much as possible because it was still really sore and I was starting to get a bit nervous. I iced it off and on and took Excedrin regularly. I also dug out an ankle brace thingy for me to wear on my next run. Nothing seemed to be helping at all. It was getting to the point where I didn’t think I would be able to run today and I was dreading that. I went to bed unsure.
At about 3 am, Mario woke up screaming. I fumbled around in the dark, half asleep trying to get to his room to put him back to bed. In the darkness, I tripped over something. I reached out and braced myself with the dresser and my ankle made this loud popping/cracking sound. It was instant relief, all the pain was gone. I jumped up and down a few times, hopped on one foot and rolled it in a circle about ten times and there was no pain.
Apparently, my ankle had been out of place, which would explain why it hurt so damn bad. That also could be why it was swollen and a bit discolored. I can’t believe I managed to run as far as I did on it Tuesday, because I did about a mile before limping home.
I woke up super excited to be able to run again today. I had to wait for the hubby to get home from work. Time just seemed to barely tick by. When he walked through the door, I was dressed and ready to go.
I drank a bunch of water, stretched thoroughly and walked around the block for a warm up and was off, wearing my ankle brace of course. I didn’t want to tempt fate. I also took a few Excedrin about an hour before just in case.
Today was my best run so far, even though it felt like I was running a bit slower than usual. I only had to stop and walk 3 times for about 20 seconds each time. I finished in 22 minutes and it worked out to be 10:34 minutes a mile. Whhoooo haaaaa!!!
I was actually expecting my time to be a littler slower than the 23 I ran. I couldn’t be happier with myself. Now, it is time for me to hit the shower. Boy do I need one.
I tried to stay off my ankle as much as possible because it was still really sore and I was starting to get a bit nervous. I iced it off and on and took Excedrin regularly. I also dug out an ankle brace thingy for me to wear on my next run. Nothing seemed to be helping at all. It was getting to the point where I didn’t think I would be able to run today and I was dreading that. I went to bed unsure.
At about 3 am, Mario woke up screaming. I fumbled around in the dark, half asleep trying to get to his room to put him back to bed. In the darkness, I tripped over something. I reached out and braced myself with the dresser and my ankle made this loud popping/cracking sound. It was instant relief, all the pain was gone. I jumped up and down a few times, hopped on one foot and rolled it in a circle about ten times and there was no pain.
Apparently, my ankle had been out of place, which would explain why it hurt so damn bad. That also could be why it was swollen and a bit discolored. I can’t believe I managed to run as far as I did on it Tuesday, because I did about a mile before limping home.
I woke up super excited to be able to run again today. I had to wait for the hubby to get home from work. Time just seemed to barely tick by. When he walked through the door, I was dressed and ready to go.
I drank a bunch of water, stretched thoroughly and walked around the block for a warm up and was off, wearing my ankle brace of course. I didn’t want to tempt fate. I also took a few Excedrin about an hour before just in case.
Today was my best run so far, even though it felt like I was running a bit slower than usual. I only had to stop and walk 3 times for about 20 seconds each time. I finished in 22 minutes and it worked out to be 10:34 minutes a mile. Whhoooo haaaaa!!!
I was actually expecting my time to be a littler slower than the 23 I ran. I couldn’t be happier with myself. Now, it is time for me to hit the shower. Boy do I need one.
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Day 4
Tuesday August 3rd, 2010
I woke up and was ready to run. My ankle was a little sore but concrete isn’t very kind to new runners so I expected some aches and pains. It was raining and foggy, just an ominous day. I left the house anyways, nothing was going to stop me.
My ankle wasn’t having it. I know I don’t have the best pain tolerance but I have given birth twice and can handle some pain. Every time my ankle hit the ground it almost brought me to my knees. I kept going until I couldn’t anymore. I believe pushing through the pain is the term.
I ended up limping halfway home and feeling about as gloomy as the weather was. I finished in 34 minutes and was disgusted. Luckily I am not a dwell ont the bad kind of person and decided that my cardio workout schedule for the night would have to be changed to strength training or something with a little less bouncing and jumping.
Kimmy, my friend that I have recruited in running the 5k as well was coming over to. I texted her and let her know the change and she was cool with it. I found this great yoga workout http://www.hulu.com/watch/143969/self-ultimate-de-stress-yoga#x-0,vepisode,1,0 on hulu.com and was excited to try it.
Wednesday was going to be my rest day. I also talked to my Dad who used to be a cross country runner and got some advice. From there I sat down and mapped out a strategy on the calendar. I was going to run four times a week, do yoga or strengthening twice and have a rest day. After four days of running, I will add a mile to the route.
By race day I should be running 5 miles at a time. Well, that is if everything goes as planned.
I woke up and was ready to run. My ankle was a little sore but concrete isn’t very kind to new runners so I expected some aches and pains. It was raining and foggy, just an ominous day. I left the house anyways, nothing was going to stop me.
My ankle wasn’t having it. I know I don’t have the best pain tolerance but I have given birth twice and can handle some pain. Every time my ankle hit the ground it almost brought me to my knees. I kept going until I couldn’t anymore. I believe pushing through the pain is the term.
I ended up limping halfway home and feeling about as gloomy as the weather was. I finished in 34 minutes and was disgusted. Luckily I am not a dwell ont the bad kind of person and decided that my cardio workout schedule for the night would have to be changed to strength training or something with a little less bouncing and jumping.
Kimmy, my friend that I have recruited in running the 5k as well was coming over to. I texted her and let her know the change and she was cool with it. I found this great yoga workout http://www.hulu.com/watch/143969/self-ultimate-de-stress-yoga#x-0,vepisode,1,0 on hulu.com and was excited to try it.
Wednesday was going to be my rest day. I also talked to my Dad who used to be a cross country runner and got some advice. From there I sat down and mapped out a strategy on the calendar. I was going to run four times a week, do yoga or strengthening twice and have a rest day. After four days of running, I will add a mile to the route.
By race day I should be running 5 miles at a time. Well, that is if everything goes as planned.
Day 3
Monday August 2nd, 2010
Today I couldn’t wait for my husband to get home from work so I could take off running. I threw some manicotti in the oven and was out the door. I really liked running. I had set some goals for today’s run. I wanted to shave a minute of my time and I really wanted to focus on pacing myself.
I am a very goal oriented person and I love numbers. I like to keep track of everything so I can look back and see even the smallest bit of improvement. I like small goals that are reachable, yet still challenging enough that it requires effort to reach them.
I ran about halfway before my lungs decided to protest. I walked for about 30 seconds and then was back at it. I made it home in 23 minutes. I was thrilled, a whole 3 minutes faster. I was so proud of myself while I laid on the floor trying to recoup.
I jotted my info into my log on favorite run and realized I had just ran 11 minute miles. (I was running a little more than 2 miles ) My pace was about 5 mph. I couldn’t wait to run again and compare how I was doing.
Today I couldn’t wait for my husband to get home from work so I could take off running. I threw some manicotti in the oven and was out the door. I really liked running. I had set some goals for today’s run. I wanted to shave a minute of my time and I really wanted to focus on pacing myself.
I am a very goal oriented person and I love numbers. I like to keep track of everything so I can look back and see even the smallest bit of improvement. I like small goals that are reachable, yet still challenging enough that it requires effort to reach them.
I ran about halfway before my lungs decided to protest. I walked for about 30 seconds and then was back at it. I made it home in 23 minutes. I was thrilled, a whole 3 minutes faster. I was so proud of myself while I laid on the floor trying to recoup.
I jotted my info into my log on favorite run and realized I had just ran 11 minute miles. (I was running a little more than 2 miles ) My pace was about 5 mph. I couldn’t wait to run again and compare how I was doing.
Day 2
Sunday August 1st, 2010
Today I had no plans of running. It was going to be my prep day. I went to favorite run.com and mapped out a few routes of varying length deciding where to start. I planned on doing some cardio at home. I charged the battery on my mp3 player and did some research. Everything I read pretty much contradicted everything else. I was frustrated.
To top it off, my kids just seemed to be full of energy and using it in ways that seemed to drive me crazy. We ate supper and my daughter Madilyn bombarded me with non-stop questions about things that she either already knows the answer to or are just plain silly. It doesn’t really matter what she is asking because by the time I answer it she has already moved on to the next question and doesn’t hear the answer anyways.
I had put little Mario to bed and she was in her room resting. I just needed to get away, even if it was for only a half hour or so. I changed into gym shorts, a running top and my running shoes, grabbed my mp3 player and told my husband I was going for a run. I don’t really know how he reacted to my sudden urge for physical activity. I may have left him with a look of disbelief, but I didn’t really care.
I stretched, then looked at the clock and took off for a 2 mile run. Now, I know you are supposed to pace yourself and I should have been a bit more realistic about this. I knew I wasn’t going to be able just to run 2 miles with no prep work at all, but I didn’t care. It felt really good.
For once I was in my own little world with my favorite songs blaring in my ears and not having to worry about housework, kids, or getting food on the table. For 2 miles there was nothing but the road ahead of me. It was euphoric.
Well, until I got a bout a half mile in and my lungs were actively protesting this sudden bout of physical activity. They were begging for a cigarette. I slowed to a brisk walk and managed that for a block before mentally reprimanding myself for giving up already and got back to running. My run carried on like this, running as far as I could then walking a block and doing it all again.
I had never been so happy to see my house. I looked at the time then collapsed on my living room floor. My face was red and I was sweating like never before. But I felt relief. It took me 26 minutes to run 2 miles and I knew I could do this.
Today I had no plans of running. It was going to be my prep day. I went to favorite run.com and mapped out a few routes of varying length deciding where to start. I planned on doing some cardio at home. I charged the battery on my mp3 player and did some research. Everything I read pretty much contradicted everything else. I was frustrated.
To top it off, my kids just seemed to be full of energy and using it in ways that seemed to drive me crazy. We ate supper and my daughter Madilyn bombarded me with non-stop questions about things that she either already knows the answer to or are just plain silly. It doesn’t really matter what she is asking because by the time I answer it she has already moved on to the next question and doesn’t hear the answer anyways.
I had put little Mario to bed and she was in her room resting. I just needed to get away, even if it was for only a half hour or so. I changed into gym shorts, a running top and my running shoes, grabbed my mp3 player and told my husband I was going for a run. I don’t really know how he reacted to my sudden urge for physical activity. I may have left him with a look of disbelief, but I didn’t really care.
I stretched, then looked at the clock and took off for a 2 mile run. Now, I know you are supposed to pace yourself and I should have been a bit more realistic about this. I knew I wasn’t going to be able just to run 2 miles with no prep work at all, but I didn’t care. It felt really good.
For once I was in my own little world with my favorite songs blaring in my ears and not having to worry about housework, kids, or getting food on the table. For 2 miles there was nothing but the road ahead of me. It was euphoric.
Well, until I got a bout a half mile in and my lungs were actively protesting this sudden bout of physical activity. They were begging for a cigarette. I slowed to a brisk walk and managed that for a block before mentally reprimanding myself for giving up already and got back to running. My run carried on like this, running as far as I could then walking a block and doing it all again.
I had never been so happy to see my house. I looked at the time then collapsed on my living room floor. My face was red and I was sweating like never before. But I felt relief. It took me 26 minutes to run 2 miles and I knew I could do this.
Day 1
Saturday July 31st, 2010
A couple months back I created a “bucket list” containing 100 things I want to do in my life. Recently I got to cross five things off and it encourage me to see what else I could achieve. After flipping through the list I came to running a 5k. I knew their was one coming up so I figured hey why not.
You have to understand running has never been my thing. It always kind of seemed pointless to me. I firmly believed that running was something only done if you were being chased. To run 3.1 miles for entertainment seemed so out of my realm.
This is where you may be wondering how running a 5k landed on my list. I am an avid fan of Biggest Looser. They always finish the season with the contestants running a marathon. After watching so many seasons , one thing always remains the same. It is the contestants sense of pride and accomplishment in finishing and leaving it all on the road. I wanted to feel that, and while the 3.1 miles is not anything compared to the 26.1 mile marathon. It is a huge step for me.
I am literally stepping out of my comfort zone and doing this. I printed off my application, filled it in and mailed it. There is no turning back. Now, all that is left to do is to lace up my running shoes and get out there on the road. The race is on September 4th, wish me luck!
A couple months back I created a “bucket list” containing 100 things I want to do in my life. Recently I got to cross five things off and it encourage me to see what else I could achieve. After flipping through the list I came to running a 5k. I knew their was one coming up so I figured hey why not.
You have to understand running has never been my thing. It always kind of seemed pointless to me. I firmly believed that running was something only done if you were being chased. To run 3.1 miles for entertainment seemed so out of my realm.
This is where you may be wondering how running a 5k landed on my list. I am an avid fan of Biggest Looser. They always finish the season with the contestants running a marathon. After watching so many seasons , one thing always remains the same. It is the contestants sense of pride and accomplishment in finishing and leaving it all on the road. I wanted to feel that, and while the 3.1 miles is not anything compared to the 26.1 mile marathon. It is a huge step for me.
I am literally stepping out of my comfort zone and doing this. I printed off my application, filled it in and mailed it. There is no turning back. Now, all that is left to do is to lace up my running shoes and get out there on the road. The race is on September 4th, wish me luck!
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