The Warrior Dash – June 1, 2013

The Warrior Dash is the world’s largest obstacle race series. The proceeds go to St. Jude, …since that time I had been working out at home, kind of, watching what I ate kind of, I had dedication…kind of.

 Once I made that commitment I had something to drive me. I wanted to be able to finish the race and that meant having the endurance for not just running a course but a course covered in mud and obstacles. That is the moment I knew I had better get my butt in gear.


 I downloaded a couch to 5K ap for my phone. I used it for a few weeks and then realized I could run more than the program dictated, so I made up my own, Runkeeper allows you to customize how far or how long you want to do a specific task. I started with 4 minutes of running and 90 seconds of walking, then I increased the run times and decreased the walking times; I am very proud that earlier this week I ran two straight miles, I know my dad is shaking his head in confusion as to how me, “flash” is now running regularly. I am eager to see what the Dash on August 10th brings for me, my goal is to finish in under an hour, I know that if I continue to work hard this is an attainable goal. Long term my goal is to run a half marathon next spring.


Running is better than therapy


oday’s Lunchtime run

I have never considered myself a runner, I have always hated it, anyone who played ball with me knows my theory, “hit the ball long and hard so you don’t have to run fast or slide”.  But when my elliptical broke, I joined a gym and that solved the what do I do to work out quandary; I loved it went 6 days a week and was logging some miles on the treadmill and elliptical really enjoying the “me time”, then I lost my job (something for which I am very thankful now for happening) and could no longer afford the membership.

I stopped everything for two weeks.

NEVER would I have thought that within 7 weeks of that first run outside would I be someone who would run, at lunch break, miles – more than one!  My body doesn’t protest as much as it used to, I’m still running intervals but I’m up to 5 minutes with only 1 minute of walking in between. I am listening to myself breathe, my feet hit the pavement, the sun or rain as the case is some days beating down on me, and I let everything go…my tension, my usually uncontrollable thoughts, my anger or frustration, for that hour I give into my body and just go.

I am not ever going to be the fastest, but I won’t be the slowest, I will more than likely never be the first to finish, but I won’t be the last. This week I have my first event – The Warrior Dash  in Ohio – this event raises money for St. Jude, a charity my parents have donated to for years. I am joining some experienced Dash runners and am very excited to see them and share the event.


This is another anchor I have for myself – every Monday I put up a note stating my goal for the week, how much loss I would like to see and anything else. The seven push-pins are for each 10# I want to lose, the clips are a pound each. I put my key chain on pound #23 and the weight is my 25# loss token.


This week my goal is to run at least 15 miles, and to break through a zero – inching my way to being less than 200# in over 5 years. I was just about this time 2008 I crept over 200 while expecting my little Miss #1.


 25#’s less of me – that is 100 sticks of butter

Here’s some updated photos of me. I am starting to see the loss, especially in my face, it would be really nice to be able to choose where the weight loss happens, but I know eventually it will even out.

25# down

50# to go

Goal date: Sept 22,2013

Am I Tough Enough? Am I A Warrior?


Last week I signed up for a Tough Mudder coincidentally I am also registered to do The Warrior Dash

They are both versions of obstacle courses over miles the Dash is a shorter event. I know people who have completed both but it wasn’t until I watched the trailers on the websites that I thought to myself “Holy Crap! Can I really do this?” and then I promptly I said,”Well, hell yes I can!” There was my motivation to find a replacement activity since my elliptical is now in the dump.

So how am I going to prepare myself to be able to cross the finish line in these two events?

I started the couch to 10K on Sunday – I am not a runner, repeat I don’t run. I never have, I am slower than slow, but for me this isn’t about being the best its about finishing, proving that I do have what it takes. So day 1: walk, run, walk, run,…30 minutes later walk through the door. I far exceeded my own expectations. I only walked a few seconds of two of the run sections, for now those are only 60 seconds but I doubt 6 weeks ago I would have lasted half of any of them. Day 2: Monday 5:30 am, 26 degrees, cold rain – but I went. I had to pep talk myself through it, thankfully I was out alone on this morning because anyone in earshot might have thought I was a nut job.

“Don’t you stop you fat ass, you didn’t come out here in the cold rain to give up.”

“If it doesn’t hurt you aren’t making progress.”

and what do ya know the 30 minutes was over before I knew it and I didn’t walk any of the runs (I stopped one time to tie my shoe.) I did however carry with me all day a sense of pride and accomplishment, along with sore quads and creaky knees; but once again I did far better than I thought I would. I know that the run stints will lengthen and the activity over all will increase but it’s a step in the right direction.


Maybe I am a runner, maybe I’m not, but I know for certain I am not a quitter. So come hell or high water, high wall, mud pit, fire and other obstacles I will finish both of these events and earn my beer.



Week 5 Weigh in was a mild success – with two nights of out to dinner I still lost .6#  for a total loss of 6.1%  of my starting weight.


60 sticks of butter down 184 to go


Falling off and getting back on

a phrase we commonly use when we talk to our children about success and failure when attempting something new and scary. Something I tell myself time and time again.

My goal for the holiday season was very realistic, don’t gain anything.  

I learned when I was in Weight Watchers a few years ago about budgeting points/calories for holiday celebrations, to portion out a plate to include all the food groups, to make a plan and stick to it, and like many moments in life that somehow taints the joy of coming together. When I lived by the Points holiday or celebratory events which center around an indulgent meal meant, don’t eat all day, sometimes the day before as well, work out twice a day for the week before and then be such a crabby, awful bitch that no one wants to sit beside you because they can see you fighting with yourself over having butter on a roll or not, or maybe just one bite of that roll, how many points is it, and all they want to say to you is, “Shut the hell up and eat the freaking roll, slather on the butter it’s _____________________(insert holiday or event).

Weight loss taken too seriously can be just as detrimental as not taking it serious enough.

Yes I had dinner, dessert, bites of all the things I like most; dad’s spaghetti, mom in laws green beans, pumpkin and apple pie, but I reminded myself to have bites, small slices, a few forks full vs. a mound. I only took leftovers of turkey and spaghetti, and face it if you’ve had it or made it no one makes it like dad and it’s only once maybe twice a year, I took one container and I ate all of it for breakfast the day after (it was roughly two cups.)

I was not faithful to my elliptical,  in all truthfulness I worked 75-80 hours a week since Thanksgiving and most nights I wasn’t going to be until 11 or later, I had to sleep to stay energized for the day ahead. But with work weeks returning to normal now, and Scott’s work schedule back to his normal, the girls being back in school, I can once again give this quest the attention it deserves.

My plan is to attempt a 5K in May and the Warrior Dash in June. My goal for both is just to finish, to prove to myself that I can in fact do it.

I will weigh in on Monday and resume my weekly self checks.

So, this year in light of these reflections, this success of not gaining during the holidays and a stint of stress at work, I invoked my newly crowned word of 2013, balance. Eating and celebrations, for someone trying to slim down and live a healthy life, needs balance.

So hello 2013, I embrace you with conviction and dedication to making myself as healthy as I can, within the confines of the life of a working mother, wife, daughter, and friend.

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