I’m back with a vengeance. Weatherbug told me it was supposed to rain all week, but this morning it was nothing but big fluffy white clouds and blue skies, so I decided it was time to get back down to the track.
I’m not saying it didn’t take a lot of convincing. I had a head full of negative self talk and a billion excuses not to get in my car and drive into town, but somehow I pushed them all aside and did it.
I started the Self Challenge yesterday. Better late than never, am I right? I’m not following the diet or exercise plan exactly, but I have made vast changes in my eating habits, and that is going to make a huge difference. This morning the scale told me I was down half a pound from yesterday, but I know that tomorrow it will more than likely tell me I’ve gained two pounds. I can’t find my cloth tape measure, so I won’t be able to track my numbers. Guess I’ll have to buy a new one. Dammit.
Anyway. I had to run some errands this morning, and though it was incredibly windy, the weather was gorgeous and when I got home I did a quick ten minute warm up and then spent 18 minutes doing my ab workout. I stretched a bit, let Tank out, put on my running gear and went to the track.
It was 52° and overcast. Wouldn’t you know? As soon as I got to the track, the rain clouds blew in. The drizzle didn’t start until the fifth run, but the wind blew the cold right into my bones and made my eyes water. It got a lot better once I started moving, but damn. Florida spoiled me. I have to say, though, it really is something to be running along a track, sweating your ass off and looking at the snow covered mountains off in the distance.
I was pretty annoyed the entire run. It just took so long. I’m used to six runs, not eight, and I was impatient to get to the end. I have a lot to do today, so maybe that was a big part of it. All I know is, I’m only doing Week 1 for one week and then it’s right back into Week 2. My sister plans on signing us up for the gym today, so if it rains, I’ll no longer have an excuse to blow off running.
I didn’t have any pain, either. My calves burned a little bit, but I never felt like I wanted to die. I guess I’m not as out of shape as I thought I was. It felt really good to be out there, though. I haven’t had any trouble sleeping since I got home, but I know that now that I’m working out regularly (and getting that half hour in the sun and fresh air), I’ll be the “good” kind of tired at night, not just mentally exhausted.
Thursday calls for more rain, but Friday looks to be clear (as well as the weekend). If that’s the case, I’ll just run again on Friday and Sunday.
I’m not saying it didn’t take a lot of convincing. I had a head full of negative self talk and a billion excuses not to get in my car and drive into town, but somehow I pushed them all aside and did it.
I started the Self Challenge yesterday. Better late than never, am I right? I’m not following the diet or exercise plan exactly, but I have made vast changes in my eating habits, and that is going to make a huge difference. This morning the scale told me I was down half a pound from yesterday, but I know that tomorrow it will more than likely tell me I’ve gained two pounds. I can’t find my cloth tape measure, so I won’t be able to track my numbers. Guess I’ll have to buy a new one. Dammit.
Anyway. I had to run some errands this morning, and though it was incredibly windy, the weather was gorgeous and when I got home I did a quick ten minute warm up and then spent 18 minutes doing my ab workout. I stretched a bit, let Tank out, put on my running gear and went to the track.
It was 52° and overcast. Wouldn’t you know? As soon as I got to the track, the rain clouds blew in. The drizzle didn’t start until the fifth run, but the wind blew the cold right into my bones and made my eyes water. It got a lot better once I started moving, but damn. Florida spoiled me. I have to say, though, it really is something to be running along a track, sweating your ass off and looking at the snow covered mountains off in the distance.
I was pretty annoyed the entire run. It just took so long. I’m used to six runs, not eight, and I was impatient to get to the end. I have a lot to do today, so maybe that was a big part of it. All I know is, I’m only doing Week 1 for one week and then it’s right back into Week 2. My sister plans on signing us up for the gym today, so if it rains, I’ll no longer have an excuse to blow off running.
I didn’t have any pain, either. My calves burned a little bit, but I never felt like I wanted to die. I guess I’m not as out of shape as I thought I was. It felt really good to be out there, though. I haven’t had any trouble sleeping since I got home, but I know that now that I’m working out regularly (and getting that half hour in the sun and fresh air), I’ll be the “good” kind of tired at night, not just mentally exhausted.
Thursday calls for more rain, but Friday looks to be clear (as well as the weekend). If that’s the case, I’ll just run again on Friday and Sunday.
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I know your back had been bothering you--how did it feel after you were done?
It was a little sore by the end, but nothing like before. Hopefully, now that I'm back to working out regularly, that won't happen again.
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