Wednesday, May 2, 2018
So today, working on those small victories. Not comparing myself to others and making steps forward. I keep having to repeat this same thing over and over and over again.
I know where I'm at. I know I can accomplish big things. I know it takes patience. I know that I have persistence and determination and I know I can accomplish anything I set my mind to. NOT GOING TO START THE COMPARING GAME OR THE KEEPING UP WITH THE JONES.
Sunday, April 29, 2018
Race time - I gave it my all and I mean MY ALL. I do not think I could have made my stupid legs go any faster. I KNOW THIS. I should not have looked at my standing. I was actually okay with my sucky time, slightly disappointed, but not too bad. It wasn't until I saw I was 123 out of 136 that I flipping kind of lost it for a second. Tears welling up in my eyes and everything.
I am not a "let's just have some fun" kind of girl. It's just not me. Sorry. I'm super intense and high strung. I'm annoying. I'm type A, OCD, that's me. I am okay with who I am. I am usually positive! And I will be if it kills me!
So letting this all out here. Today kind of sucked, but I KNEW this was how it was going to be when I got to the start line. No way to get to the other side if you don't push through this. I KNEW this was going to be an uphill climb.
I'm climbing! Anyhow, next blog post will be more positive. I do not want a pep talk. I am my own pep talk. Shaking this off.
Sunday, April 22, 2018
Anyhow, I found two possible races to look at Eagle Lake Triathlon or the one I'm really thinking about mostly because it's further away Barron Lake Triathlon.
These are just ideas in my little brain. I'm not committed yet. Can't commit without a bike and being sure I still know how to ride one. I have seriously lost my marbles.
Saturday, April 21, 2018
1. Qualify for Boston and by Boston I mean the damn marathon which is uh, 26.2 freaking miles for all the non-runners that might read my bullshit. So in my buzzed state (not drunk I promise). Only had 2 glasses and I can still type besides a friend posted an article which I vaguely read that says something like a research study said you can write better when you're buzzed. Just not sure if you can read better so I might have to go read that. Anywhoooooo, since I turn 45 this year I think this is a fantastic time to chase this goal even if I am running freaking 13 minute stupid miles! Ugh. Boo.
For 2019 women's qualifying time is 45-49 3hrs 55min 00sec
I think I can do it! I really do. I mean I got my freaking work cut out for me, but yes, I think I can. Posting my stupid PRs just so I can feel better about myself because this stupid freaking 3 hour half marathon crap is getting old.
So everyone is clear, I am probably going to become an absolute lunatic in the next 8 weeks because I am very, very focused on running my first marathon in I think 5 years which makes me sad, but Andrew and my nursing degree were worth it.
Delete, delete, delete, delete . Everyone does not need to read my bullshit. Anyway this was therapeutic for me. Bam, Boston it is. I think the secret to success to running Boston is to drink wine. There! See you speedy folks in Boston in 2020 because I'm going. (Might have to find a charity to run for, but that's my goal and I'm sticking to it.)
Monday, April 9, 2018
Haven't blogged in forever, but mostly putting this here so everybody doesn't have to read my crap on FB. Feeling this I don't belong here feeling as I post in one of my running groups. Feeling extremely discouraged even though I'm putting on my best I'm a badass face. I saved a screenshot of my long run from Sunday and trying to convince myself that this will be a testament at some point of how far I've come. Most of me believes I can get there again. I'm just disgusted about how long I think it's going to take. Anyhow for today just needed to spill all of this somewhere. I don't want to be the slow runner, the fat runner, the one that everyone's cheering at the end of the race. I get it. I do it to, but I don't want that to be me. I don't care if I'm 'fast' right anymore. All I want is 10 min/ miles. That's it! Ugh. Okay that's it for today. Adding my screenshot to this post. Hoping I'm right that this will be meaningful one day.
Friday, March 3, 2017
February miles - 83
Push ups - 740
Leg raises - 740
Squats - 770
Weights - 1
Diet - 16 days were on track
Goals for March
Goal #1 - Big focus - me and my binge eating. Huge problems there and when this gets out of control everything else goes with it. When I'm stressed or super tired I eat. So setting a goal for no binge eating for the month. Scheduled cheat days 4 for the month, but I really would like to see none of them turn into binges.
Goal #2 - Push ups, leg raises, and squats - 1000 for the month. Bring it! I am SURE I can make this goal.
Goal #3 - 100 miles or better. Setting this one a little lower. I need to have some successes and damn it March is going to be a good month.
Now, I'm also switching things up and setting weekly goals and giving myself rewards at the end of the week because I keep screwing up the monthly goals and determined to have some successes and positives. Weekly goals seem much more achievable.
For this week from Friday to next Friday
3 sets of 100 push ups, squats, and leg raises (or better)
4 runs with 2 being 7 miles or better
No binge eating
if I meet these goals I'm buying a gift card to Regis salons. I want my hair done and I figure instead of aiming for a monthly goal of getting my hair done I'd put $25 on a gift card each week I'm successful. At least this way I will eventually get my hair done. I'm also buying myself my darn Supernatural t-shift for February because I want to wear it to the gym.
Friday, February 3, 2017
Miles - 95
Push ups - 490
Squats - 490
Leg raises - 490
Weight workouts - only 2