Honor Half Marathon Y’all 11/15/2014

It’s been a long 5 weeks in my world.

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I changed jobs, and had a huge emotional shift regarding that upheaval. Great news is that I love, love, love my new job.

I have kept up with running and yoga classes and on Saturday morning I started the day with my traditional breakfast of chocolate milk and zingers (I know super healthy right?) Sitting in the car freezing, I only turned the heat up enough to defrost, not wanting to warm myself too much. Yahoo weather was kind enough to tell me that it was 16 degrees – I don’t care where you live that’s freaking cold. I told my parents and husband to stay home, had I not paid for this I would have still be at home in bed. However anyone who knows me knows that the word “quit” does not exist in my vocabulary.

The beginning of the event was under the water tower at the Florence Mall, the sun just barely making its presence known. The principal of Cooper High School sang the National Anthem and the mayor of Florence shared a few words of thanks and encouragement. All 1,100 participants lined up, “Survivor” from the Rocky movie was their choice for a starting song, ironically it was the same song I had selected, after that it was up to the ipod shuffle gods. Mile one looped around the mall, it was strange to run so many miles in an area that I have called home all my life. The third song “Here Comes The Sun” once again started just as the sun came up 7:21 I was .75 miles in, ironic? Kismet? It was from that point on that I knew I was going to run a good event. The course was much harder than the Queen Bee, that event the hills were out-of-the-way in the first 4 miles, this event the hills were constants.  It was a steady challenge and this time I made it 8 miles before I took a little walk break, I didn’t drop my first 13+ mile until mile 10 and the second one was mile 11 but I really had to make a pit stop. Mile 12 was tough and mostly uphill before a slight slope down and circling back to where we started. I finished less than one minute slower than previously, all things considered I was really pleased.

At the finish line I wrapped up and walked to get a drink, water wasn’t appealing on the course so my intake was very little, however I was parched once I stopped. Pulling my phone from my pocket I had wishes of luck from my parents, my sister, my husband and children, I smiled and then read the text from my mom that she along with my niece and nephew were at the finish! Finding them made the day complete. Hugs and support, nothing better when one has met a goal.

What’s up next?

Well I am not a cold weather fan, I have the Thanksgiving Day 10K next week and that’s it for formal events, my wallet and shoes are worn out. I have an appointment to have my right foot finally taken care of and after 4-6 weeks of recovery I will begin training for the Flying Pig Half Marathon in May, and maybe just maybe we will talk Columbus full for my 39th birthday instead of my 40th. I will continue to run up until surgery day and as soon as I am medically cleared I will slowly get back up to speed, in the mean time I am absolutely in love with hot yoga and there is a new cycling bar in town that I am eager to give a try.

On the agenda for 2015:

May: Flying Pig Half Marathon, Cincinnati Reds 10K, Run & Slug 8 miler

July: Fourth of July 5K

August: Friendship City 5K (I am going to win my age division)

September: Hudy 14K

October: Columbus Marathon or Queen Bee Half Marathon

November: Honor Half Marathon and Thanksgiving Day 10K

 

 

 

Hudepohl 14K Brewery Run

The Hudepohl 14K is the third leg in the Brew Hog series promoted by the Flying Pig marathon group here in Cincinnati. The 8.8 miles takes the runner past the historic sites of the breweries that once filled our city. Starting near the Ohio River behind the Christian Moreline Lager House and wrapping up behind Great American Ballpark.

I was blessed with a very mild morning, in Cincinnati, roughly 65 degrees at start time on the river. I had decided that this event I would try something new, I was going to start at the back of the pack instead of the middle. I find the enthusiasm and motivation of the middle of the pack intoxicating but to my own detriment as I try to keep up with that group, burn up the first mile or two and end up exhausted before I reach the end. By placing myself at the rear of the field I gave myself the chance to come out at a slower pace, one that I can maintain saving my energy for the last mile; to my credit this worked beautifully. At each mile marker I glanced at my watch to see that I was where I wanted to be, not knowing the elevation of course ahead of time I only had one mile that was over my desired pace and it was pretty much all uphill, but I didn’t stop I pushed myself and was ever so thankful when I reached the top. As the playlist, thoughts of my daughters, and my self-love pushed me to the finish, I stopped my watch as I crossed the finish mat as I usually do with tears in my eyes, 1:45:16. My goal was to run the distance and for my pace to be under 12/mile. Done and done.

Three weeks until the Queen Bee, this next Saturday will be my final long run as I being to taper after that. My body feels good, aside from needing a shower, breakfast and a nap Saturday I didn’t have any pain or discomfort. I have prepared for this all summer and I CANNOT WAIT!!!IMG_2822

 

 

 

 

 

The Art of Starting Over

I think I have mastered this.

I get hooked on something and go full throttle, which generally leads to some quick success. Then I take it back a notch, comfortable with where I am at and slowly I creep back to where I started. This scenario is one I have repeated again and again, but this time has been different; I haven’t let myself get that far back that I am faced with a total do-over.

It’s no secret that Weight Watchers and I have had a love hate relationship, when I follow the program, go to the meetings, have a positive leader/meeting group, a place where I feel like I belong I do very well; when one of those elements is missing I cheat, I play “skinny-fat”, I manipulate the points, I take 20 points a donut breakfast and eat tons of fruit (now 0 points which is so misleading) and veggies, to only gorge myself later because I am starving. Did I learn anything other than how to work the system? How about fasting Friday and Saturday to have a total cheat day after weigh in? Does any of this lead to a healthy relationship with food? NO!!!!! It only reinforces my bad habits.  I won’t say that Weight Watchers doesn’t work, I will say for me after being there now 4-5 times there is little left for me to take from it, they re-invent the plan, however the ability to maneuver it, for me, is just a matter of time.

I have been talking a lot with a friend who has slowly been moving from the WW points system back to calories. All those “zero” point fruits we had been eating, because I know myself I was having at least 5-6 a day, do in fact have calories, one woman in my Sunday meeting once said she knew she gained because she added grapes, and more times than not I heard someone say I no longer have to hate my 2 point banana…guess what it was smarter to count those points, it’s more accurate. (Don’t hate, if it ain’t broke don’t fix it but I was broke I needed fixin’)

So based on a suggestion, I downloaded the “My Fitness Pal” ap Saturday. Entered in all my information, honestly (yeah all 213# of me), and began tallying everything that passed my lips, increasing my water intake, making more solid choices because calories don’t lie. I chose an aggressive plan, 2# loss a week, I get just over 1300 calories a day, and can earn more if I workout (huge bonus Run keeper will link to this program and adds my running right to my daily diary). It’s been an eye-opening few days. I have had to make smarter choices to make my calories count as best I can, actually cooking dinners, not just making some rice and saying the heck with it.

I am not done with Weight Watchers, I am still a huge supporter and would recommend,  I plan on using it in conjunction with it until I feel strong enough to do this alone, because at this blog’s inception the goal was for my own personal accountability to be enough; for me to be the driving force behind my relationship with food, fitness and family.

I also joined the half-marathon training plan the Run-keeper offers, when October comes I will be ready, my feet are feeling much better (check out https://www.strengthtape.com/ it’s really given me the support I need); combining that with Jillian Michaels Revoloution and yoga via you-tube this is shaping up to be a good year for me.

I am looking forward with a very positive attitude, and a confidence that I really can meet my goals.

I’d like to give a huge CONGRATULATIONS to my hubby who has on his own lost over 30# since Christmas, I am hoping one day we can run a 5K together!

 

 

 

Renewed Dedication

I stepped on my scale today.   210.4 again

I slipped into running shoes today. 1.53 miles

My goal is attainable.

 

I have been nothing but excuses since October came to a close.

I have let one moment dominate my pursuance of my goal …and that I have to let go of, not everything is made to last.

It’s time to let that all go.

No more excuses, no more wasted time, no more setbacks blamed on outside forces.

I have to be responsible for my progress.

I want this.

I want to be below 200.

I want to reach my goal of 170-175.

I want to look at my reflection and see the woman, that I feel I am inside.

I sound like a child, want, want, want.

But it’s for my children I want this, to live a long healthy life to be with them.

To teach them to have a healthy relationship with food.

To spare them the ridicule of being called “fat” or told they have pretty faces, they do but they are mine, I am biased.

To help them achieve all that they can, on all fronts.

So today on still injured feet, I took that step toward goal recommital (yeah that’s a made up me word).

I have made good progress, I won’t deny myself the pride in the success that I have had; and the knowledge that I can do it is fuel to push me to meet my goal.

So next Sunday morning, weigh in again, take pictures and measurements, workout as much as I can this week, eat smart…measure success!!!

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