Did I Just Enjoy That Run? I Think I Did.

When I was training for my half marathon over the summer and into the fall, I was so excited.  Every run brought me closer to a really amazing goal I had set for myself, I enjoyed running in new territory (lengths) every week with my long runs, and I looked forward to lacing up and heading out.

This time around, I’ve been struggling.  I haven’t been enjoying my runs.  They’ve been painful, exhausting, and seemingly endless–and I haven’t really had any actual LONG runs!  I chalk it up to the fact that it’s cold, and I let myself get out of shape.

Tonight, I had my first enjoyable run.  The hill leading out from my house was a little rough, but the rest of the run was awesome.  I felt freer than I have felt on any training run this far.  I was a little nostalgic too.  I envisioned my marathon.  I thought about the people in my life who can’t run and never will again.  I chanted their names in rhythm with my footsteps, and it was encouraging.  I imagined those people mid-course holding signs that say things like “my daughter runs for me” or “run while you can” as they sit, incapacitated, in their wheelchairs. I even picture my twin brother standing with our parents with a sign that reads “my sister’s a friggin’ show off”…lol!

I’m happy to have finally had a good run.  I wish I had had time to do another mile or so.  I didn’t want to stop!  I may just be getting my groove back, and that’s a good thing because I’ve been questioning whether or not I could actually complete a marathon since I started training 3 weeks ago.  The seed had been planted; I was just waiting for it to germinate.  It may finally be pushing its fragile self to the surface after all.  🙂

On a side note: my mom is still in the hospital. Nursing home, actually.  She is still working at being rehabilitated enough to go home.  I fear it may never happen.  She’s been in the hospital/rehab/now nursing home since Oct. 8.  She had a doctor’s appointment today and was informed that she will need to have stents put in her legs.  Her feet are not healing properly (diabetic/kidney failure=poor circulation=foot problems).  Hopefully, blood flow will be restored, and she will begin to heal.  Back in May, my dad had this problem, and it was never rectified.  He is now a double amputee.  Mom has a better shot, but we will have to wait and see.

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They are the reason I run.  I’ve said it before, and I will say it again (and again, and again, and again).  I weighed almost 300 pounds, and I was going to die.  Not soon, but sooner than I should.  And painfully.  Watching my vibrant parents become bedridden made me change my ways.  1. I didn’t want to end up like them. 2. I wanted them to know that I wouldn’t end up like them.  They are so proud of the way I have turned my life around.  Especially my mom.  She has confided several times that if she had known how things would end up, she would have taken better care of herself and that she’s so happy that I AM doing just that.

I love those goofy people, and I wish I could have them around longer (and healthier), but it is what it is.  I’ll be spending as much of the holiday with them as I can.  Christmas break starts Friday at 12:30, but we are supposed to get some snow and ice tonight, so I may be off until January!

Keep running!  It’s so worth it! 🙂

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First Long Run of Marathon Training

Welp, it’s done.  I just ran my first “long run” of marathon training.  I was planning to do 6, but it ended up being a 5 miler instead.  It wasn’t too bad, though.  I will say it wasn’t as enjoyable as some of my other long runs from previous training, but it was doable.  I cut it short because I think I just hadn’t eaten enough and my body was tired.  I’m also getting strange feelings in my legs and feet, so parts of the run were very uncomfortable.  The feeling is kind of an itchy/crawly/light buzz or tingle.  It doesn’t hurt, but it feels very strange.  As I type this, I notice the same feeling in my left hand.  Usually, if I feel in in my hands, it’s my right hand–not the left.  Weird.  Anyone have any ideas?

My hubby ran with me for a bit.  I did a 1.2 loop and then he met me when I came back by the driveway.  We ran down across the dam, which offers pretty views even in winter, and then looped back home.  Hubby ran so much faster than me, and it really ticked me off!  I’ve been serious about running for almost a year now, and he can out run me–at least with speed.  He lost his momentum when he hit almost 2 miles.  I kept going strong for 3.4, then I walked up a huge hill and ran the rest of the way home for a 5 mile run.

Along the way, I found a cell phone on the dam.  I called the last person they had talked to, and a neighbor from down the street answered.  She came by to pick up the phone and was very grateful.  When she called me back on the found phone to let me know she was on her way to my house, the ring tone was Me and Bobby McGee.  I told her it must have been fate for me to find it, since that is probably my all time favorite song…or at least top 5!  Too funny.  Anyway, I did my good deed for the day, so I hope karma was watching! 🙂

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I’ll be running three 3 milers and my 6 (that I was supposed to do today) next week.  Wish me luck on week two! 🙂

Marathon Training: Week One (Did I Really Just Say That!?)

Soaked!

Soaked!

AHHHHH!  What have I done?

Something awesome, that’s what.

A few weeks ago, I registered for a full marathon scheduled for April 12, and this week has been my first official training week.  Hal Higdon’s half marathon plan worked well for me, so I’m following his Novice 1 Marathon plan.  This week I have run three 3 milers.  The first two runs were r-o-u-g-h…rough, an the third run ended up being a 3 mile walk, so I went out for my third real training run tonight.  The weather is nasty.  I always feel kinda bad ass when I run in the rain.  I feel even more bad ass when I run when it’s cold.  Tonight run: cold+pouring rain=(bad ass)2!  I was soaked to the bone, but I wasn’t cold after I got going.  I’m not gonna lie…I LOVED when cars passed.  I’m sure they all thought I was crazy.  If they knew I was out there punishing myself with a cold, wet run in order to train to torture myself with 26.2 miles, I’m SURE they would think I was crazy.  I, on the other hand, love it.  I doesn’t feel like punishment or torture…it feels amazing.  I love that all these small steps will help my achieve a huge goal.  It’s kinda how I live my live these days!  Anything is possible! 🙂

At 1.2 miles, I was passing my neighbor’s house, and disembodied voice growled (good-naturedly, I think!), “Why are you runnin’ in this rain?”  I just laughed in the general direction of the taunt since I couldn’t find the owner.  I run in the rain because I’m hardcore.  Or at least, I keep telling myself that.  I run because I love it, and because of this:

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I’m going to crosstrain for 60 minutes tomorrow.  It may just end up being a brisk walk, or possibly some elliptical/stationary bike.  On Sunday, I’m due to run 6 miles.  I just hope my shoes dry in time!

Squish, squish!

Squish, squish!

I’m pretty nervous about it, but I’m sure it will be fine.  I’ll be rested up and ready to go.  I just need to remember to pace myself and not run out of energy toward the end.  6 miles doesn’t seem as daunting as it did 6 months ago when I started training for my half.  I’m not worried about my runs until I hit double digits again.  Even then, I’m sure I’ll be fine.

I’m also doing this squat challenge for the month of December.  The last month has not been kind to the scale or my boot-ay!  Time to fix that!

I’m off now to cook some chicken breast and green beans, and then take a hot bath and drink some coffee.  When I got inside and cooled down, the chill hit me.

Happy running! 🙂

Skillet Stuffed Peppers

 

Yum!  I made my husband’s and my favorite meal tonight: Skillet Stuffed Peppers.  So good.  They’re prettier when I actually stuff and bake them, but my skillet version is just as tasty and works well with my laziness gene.  I even added some fresh from the field corn!  Feast your eyes on this!

 

Try not to lick the screen!

Try not to lick the screen!

 

Here’s the recipe…well, actually here’s the approximate measurements of what I threw in the pot:

Brown 1 lb ground turkey, season with paprika, chili powder, garlic powder, cumin, red pepper, and salt and pepper.

Add Frank’s Red Hot Sauce and salsa to taste.

Add chopped red onion, 4 peppers, and fresh corn cut from the cob (this time).

Cook until tender.  Yum-O!

 

This is super healthy…except for the wildly high sodium content.

Real Life…or Whatever…

So, yesterday I set the goal of running MWF and cycling TTh.  Here it is the first day of cycling, and I’ve missed the workout.  THIS is precisely the reason I set small goals and doable workouts!  Since I missed today, I will EASILY be able to make it up tomorrow…voila!  Still hitting my goal for the week.

 

Here’s the deal-io.  I rolled over this morning to check my phone as usual and had 80 gaBILLION texts and missed calls.  Something along the lines of “oh. my. God. Becky…..Dad’s dying.  Get here now.”  Spoiler alert: he wasn’t dying.  Double spoiler alert: my two brothers who were calling and texting me were not doing so from the hospital.  Grrr.  Don’t get me wrong,  my dad IS in bad shape, but, hell…what else is new!?  So, the texts ACTUALLY said that Dad had fallen last night and was unable to get up (think medic alert bracelet commercial, so that this becomes a semi-humorous story and not an outright depressing one).  When someone arrived this morning, he was still in the floor.  He was very weak, had a hard time speaking, and was very incoherent.  The woman who found him called 911, blah, blah, blah.  I live a little over an hour away, so I hit the road, jack.

Anywhooo….a million dollars worth of tests later, and they still don’t know what’s up.  He was admitted for observation, so that’s good.  Both of my parents are in terrible health (Dad actually just got out of a 2 week stint in the hospital last Monday), so at this point, unless they are coding in front of me, I’m usually pretty level headed about things.  Meh.  Bad day.  But I got to spend time with my pops.  So, that’s good.  And my sister has decided to fly in for a weekend visit from New York.  Even better.  Hope daddy-o is out of the hoosegow by then so we can do some fishing, swimming, and  ‘Q it up at my house for the 4th!

 

Anyway, I got back home tonight and was exhausted.  I still had just enough daylight to get out on the bike, but I didn’t.  Instead, I made vegetarian zucchini noodle lasagna.  It. was. amazing.  I’ll be posting a recipe soon.  Yum!

 

So, the game plan for tomorrow is a 30 minute run, a 30 minute bike ride, some bodyweight exercises, and a trip to see my pappy.  Peace, love, and all that jazz.  Former fatty OUT!