Last night I went for my first run with the Half Marathon Clinic.
This class may well be the end of my running career. I looked around at the marathoners that were 'kickin' back' with the 21K slacker set and they were SO PREMATURELY AGED! Is it forgetting sunscreen? Is it the jarring on the facial muscles? There was a group of women near the front of the pack that looked like a set of luggage, I kid you not.
I was also concerned with not pushing myself too hard. Being the genius that I am, I realized that the leather gazelles over there were to be avoided if I wanted to survive. I sneaked to the back of the pack with the more laid-back looking crew. Out stepped the instructor behind me and hollered "This way people!" and turned around and took off. I was RIGHT behind her. Once it hit me how screwed I was, there was no way to convince my pride to let me hang back. I FINISHED right behind her (by God!) and was fixin' to die when she high-fived me and said "Great run!"
I won't lie. It felt damned good. But I have no intention of repeating that glory.
If my period doesn't start soon I'm going to crawl into bed and refused to come out. I have put 110% effort into keeping my head off my desk today.
I have been eating almost compulsively, and never feeling satisfied. Tonight I begin the first of 16 weeks of training for a half marathon and PLEASE let this be good. I hope this works out for me (not too much on the pave, keep to the trails at least half the time ... my poor shins hate road running ...).
In my mind I'm just the size and shape of a hot air balloon. And my mind feels just as sharp, too. Can't function at all. I'm beginning to watch the clock so I can get out from in front of the glowing cube. Oh, my burning eyes.
I have a lot to accomplish over the next two work days and this is when I run into overeating. I am tired, and something in me thinks that food will stimulate me or energize me. It's just gonna make me look for a nice long nap if I eat when I'm tired.
Just gotta keep on keepin' on for another coupla hours and then I can stop thinking and start moving. SO groggy and I slept so well last night! What gives? Is Sunday's run catching up with me?
I'm a little disappointed to find that another camping weekend has graced me with 2 extra pounds. That 2 pounds represents WEEKS of struggle. Running and working out and making GOOD GIRL CHOICES ALL THE TIME only to put it back on after a day of sneaking a few LIGHT drinks. Not even REAL booze. Just the light crap.
There must be a 'fun' sensor someplace because I KNOW I did NOT CONSUME 7000 calories this weekend. If this is carb bloat, it should LEAVE in a couple of days, not weeks.
After my wedding I am OBLITERATING my fancy-ass digital fat-percentage scales. I haven't decided how yet, but there will be a ceremony.
Hi! I am a 34-year-old, 5'2" classic endomorph. I bulk up like nobody's business. Fat and muscle, I've got it all!
I am getting Married next spring. I am on a quest to change myself from a dumpling into a swan. I've lost 14lbs and have 11 left to lose. I'm starting this Blog as if this were Day 1. I need to renew my commitment to the Skinny Bride Project.
Please note that I am pro-health and anti-scrawny. However, I do think it would be nice to look a little more lithe and elegant for my photos. My goal weight is still way above what any self-respecting model or basic hottie would accept.
The moment I get to 130, I'll take my halfway point photos and load them along with my before photos. VERY scary!
My Honey and I are getting married in Cuba in Spring '07! Feel free to message me if you've done the same or are planning to or if you just want to commiserate about any upcoming wedding dress fittings!
Also, I'm trying to tone up my tummy and arms for the bellydancing workshop that I can't WAIT to attend in a 5 weeks! I have been out of bellydancing for so long and I miss it terribly! So, I have 5 weeks to get the rust off before my two day dancefest with ANSUYA of the BELLYDANCE SUPERSTARS!!! WOO HOO!!!
I have two adorable Boston Terriers and I love wine, CSI, rock- climbing, running, swimming, reading Hunter S Thompson, and my fiancé!
Tonight I'll read this again and think it's idiotic. Have a great day!
