Tonight, I ventured out into the sprawling metropolis that is Harlingen (actually just my neighborhood) and went for a 5 mile run. I waited until 7:30pm, and I can tell you with certainty, it is still very hot at 7:30pm. Hot, hot, hot. And what is up with the no wind we have had this summer? Really, this is like the windiest place ever. But not this summer, its still. Anyways...5 mile run, hot, sweaty, finished, ate some peanut butter, drank some G2, and called it a night.
When I left the house this evening, I was in kind of a race against nightfall. It was getting dark, and I wanted to get in at least close to an hour. So, I raced out and whadoyaknow, I forgot my dang iPod. Tragic. About mile .5 I started a mini-panic. Would I be able to still run? This is so boring? Are other runners/bikers/drivers thinking "that girl is a crazy running without tunes"? But I trudged on. And there were parts to the silence that I enjoyed. I can't even tell you what I thought about (dinner crossed my mind...as did "dear Jesus its hot"), but it was a little bit of a nice change to just be out there without the boom of my tunes in my head. That being said...........
I have to run with music (or TV). Its and integral part to firin' me up and keepin' me going. Next weekend, I'm going to need an awful lot of music to keep me pumped up for 9 hours and 11 minutes. Will my iPod even last that long? NOPE...I'll have to ration it for really tough times. But, for the time I do use it, I want the BEST tunes possible. Here is what I currently have on my iPod to get me going....
Lacy's Top 10 I Could Run Forever and Ever Tunes (that I've bothered to purchase on iTunes)....
1. The Club Can't Even Handle Me Right Now by Flo Rida (it can't, I know this...I <3 this song)
2. Let It Rock by Kevin Rudolph/Lil' Wayne (Michael Phelps gets pumped to Lil' Wayne)
3. All The Things She Said by T.A.T.U. (old school I know...its my randomest jam)
4. Bad Romance by Lady Gaga (the ultimate running song for me)
5. Circus by Britney Spears
6. Kiss and Tell by Ke$ha
7. Evacuate the Dancefloor (do you see a theme here?)
8. Take It Off by Ke$ha (really all Ke$ha songs...)
9. Fighter by Christina Aguilera (for all those that have made me angry)
10. Disturbia by Rihanna
I'm kind of predictable. I'm sure these are lots of people's favorites (maybe...hopefully?). And I have waaaayyyy more songs than that in my shuffle. But I need more, lots more. So here's your homework blog followers (I think I have a couple), send me your favorite pump me up songs! Leave them here in my comments, send them to Facebook, lacysheahealey@gmail.com, tell me in person, call me on the phone (if you have my number), but get them to me! I need a wicked good playlist for next week. So help me out, send me your tunes!
Thanks for cheering me on!
Lacy
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Sunday, August 28, 2011
I Do It for the Chocolate Milk
Ahhhhh! What a week! So much has happened since my last update. I've been getting more and more excited about our run in now, less than 2 weeks. Kristofor and I have been trying to devise a "plan of attack" for how we are going to maneuver the 9 hours and 11 minutes of activity we will be doing. Again, not setting any mileage goals, but we did collectively decide that trying to run as far as we can without stopping is not a reasonable option. Running as far as we can would most likely last for about 5 hours and then...we'd have 4 hours of pure unadulterated H-E-double hockey sticks. Soooo....here's what we've been kind of thinking as a basic plan...still no mileage goal:
**Side note: Keep in mind, at 10pm in San Antonio, it is mostly likely going to be in the mid to upper 80's...maybe 90's. So, umm, not exactly optimal running weather. That being said, we will be running a mile loop with one main water/refueling station. So we will have the opportunity to stop and cool down...I'm assuming (fingers, toes, and all appendages crossed).
Option 1: (probably the least likely): 3.5 mile per hour walking...This would amount to over 31 miles. Amazing, huh?! That's because this event is 9 hours and 11 minutes long.
Option 2: Run 6-10 miles, then walk for an hour, 6-10 miles, then walk for an hour....you get the picture.
Option 3: Run a 5-k, walk for the remainder of the hour, Run a 5-k, walk for the remainder of the hour...get the idea?
Soooo...that's what we are thinking NOW...this could change, depending on how we feel on the event day, or how many people are there, etc.
Now for the training I've been doing! Monday, I swam. Which I hadn't done in almost 2 months. I was swimming 2-3 times a week before. However, in late June, I was confronted with the decision to continue swimming or purposely injure a high schooler that was at the pool "swimming laps", which actually means they were horsing around and/or making out with their girlfriend. That's what the pool was like this summer. After a couple of failed attempts at "combat swim", I decided to save a teenager's life and not swim until school started. So this week, I went! And it was quiet and relaxing.
Tuesday I ran a SIX mile hill run. Yay go me! With EIGHT minutes of uphill running. Double Yay! Definitely an increase, but definitely doable.
Wednesday, woke up with a sore throat. Ugh. Went to work out with Renea (and Irma!!) and got a kick butt total body punishing! Can you say MOUNTAIN CLIMBERS...I did, 150x :).
Thursday, woke up with a sore throat, stuffy nose, headache, and missed most of my day at work. Managed to walk aimlessly on the treadmill for 4.5 miles while watching Jersey Shore. Snooki was inspiring with her wine drinking before workouts.
Friday, woke up with more of the same. Except my ears started hurting. Naturally. Went to the Dr., was informed of my sinus infection and double ear infections. But no strep throat. I'm gonna call that a win, because strep would have been a deal breaker. Got two shots in my rump and a Z-Pak. Yipee Skipee. Took the day off.
Saturday, more time off. Emergen-C pulsing through my veins...went to bed as early as a 1st grader...
SUNDAY FUNDAY! Woke up at 5am to run 15 miles, OUTSIDE. Completed! We ran the loop in the Country Club 5 times. A big BIG thank you to Javier that paced with me at my 10 minute mile pace, and didn't mind my mindless chatter or nasal congestion. That's a friend for ya! We finished at about 8:45, and my legs felt great! I was sure that I'd finish and collapse, but no sireeee bob, I was a fighter and I finished and had legs that could have kept going (I didn't...it was wicked hot).
Here's a list of the things I've accomplished today (all those bored to tears may click 'x' in the corner as necessary). Got up at 5 am, Ran 15 miles, came home, watered plants that were dying, showered, ate breakfast, went shopping, went grocery shopping, unloaded said groceries in 107 degree heat, set up new swimming pool for duck, cleaned house with help of loving husband, laundry, went for some more shopping, ate large and amazing steak, assisted parents with wireless network, and now...blogging. I've been up for 15 hours and its 8pm. That is a first.
So what was the best part of this Epic-full day of activity? Why thank you for asking!...
The 16 oz of low fat chocolate milk I housed down after said 15 mile run. It was glorious and I am a firm believer that chocolate milk is made by Jesus' Angels. It was religious this morning, me and that chocolate milk. It made the whole run worth it.
Now why chocolate milk? Read any runner/workout mag and they'll tell you, it has the right ingredients perfect for recovery. It adds back just enough. And, its yummy delicious and irresistable, even for a semi-lactose intolerant Lacy. I suggest adding it into your post long run repertoire if you haven't already.
**Side Note: I also highly recommend Gu-Chomps for during a long run. They are like energy filled gummy bears but not in the bear shape (they really should make them in a bear shape...) Nothing else gives me a boost I need like those. Strawberry is my fave.
So this week, I plan to do similar to this week, with different days off (and less sneezing and hacking). Hopefully, I'll sandwich in another long run, even if I have to do it on the treadmill.
Remember, if you want to send me a name(s) of anyone that has served in the military, is serving, or perished or survived the events of 9/11, I am planning to run with a list of names. I will run a mile for your loved one, and I'm honored to do so. Please just send me their name(s) and story to my email at lacysheahealey@gmail.com. Any donations can be made to:
www.soldiersangels.org
I hope everyone has a great week! Say a little prayer that this nagging cold-ish thing I have goes away soon!
Thanks for Cheering Me On,
Lacy
**Side note: Keep in mind, at 10pm in San Antonio, it is mostly likely going to be in the mid to upper 80's...maybe 90's. So, umm, not exactly optimal running weather. That being said, we will be running a mile loop with one main water/refueling station. So we will have the opportunity to stop and cool down...I'm assuming (fingers, toes, and all appendages crossed).
Option 1: (probably the least likely): 3.5 mile per hour walking...This would amount to over 31 miles. Amazing, huh?! That's because this event is 9 hours and 11 minutes long.
Option 2: Run 6-10 miles, then walk for an hour, 6-10 miles, then walk for an hour....you get the picture.
Option 3: Run a 5-k, walk for the remainder of the hour, Run a 5-k, walk for the remainder of the hour...get the idea?
Soooo...that's what we are thinking NOW...this could change, depending on how we feel on the event day, or how many people are there, etc.
Now for the training I've been doing! Monday, I swam. Which I hadn't done in almost 2 months. I was swimming 2-3 times a week before. However, in late June, I was confronted with the decision to continue swimming or purposely injure a high schooler that was at the pool "swimming laps", which actually means they were horsing around and/or making out with their girlfriend. That's what the pool was like this summer. After a couple of failed attempts at "combat swim", I decided to save a teenager's life and not swim until school started. So this week, I went! And it was quiet and relaxing.
Tuesday I ran a SIX mile hill run. Yay go me! With EIGHT minutes of uphill running. Double Yay! Definitely an increase, but definitely doable.
Wednesday, woke up with a sore throat. Ugh. Went to work out with Renea (and Irma!!) and got a kick butt total body punishing! Can you say MOUNTAIN CLIMBERS...I did, 150x :).
Thursday, woke up with a sore throat, stuffy nose, headache, and missed most of my day at work. Managed to walk aimlessly on the treadmill for 4.5 miles while watching Jersey Shore. Snooki was inspiring with her wine drinking before workouts.
Friday, woke up with more of the same. Except my ears started hurting. Naturally. Went to the Dr., was informed of my sinus infection and double ear infections. But no strep throat. I'm gonna call that a win, because strep would have been a deal breaker. Got two shots in my rump and a Z-Pak. Yipee Skipee. Took the day off.
Saturday, more time off. Emergen-C pulsing through my veins...went to bed as early as a 1st grader...
SUNDAY FUNDAY! Woke up at 5am to run 15 miles, OUTSIDE. Completed! We ran the loop in the Country Club 5 times. A big BIG thank you to Javier that paced with me at my 10 minute mile pace, and didn't mind my mindless chatter or nasal congestion. That's a friend for ya! We finished at about 8:45, and my legs felt great! I was sure that I'd finish and collapse, but no sireeee bob, I was a fighter and I finished and had legs that could have kept going (I didn't...it was wicked hot).
Here's a list of the things I've accomplished today (all those bored to tears may click 'x' in the corner as necessary). Got up at 5 am, Ran 15 miles, came home, watered plants that were dying, showered, ate breakfast, went shopping, went grocery shopping, unloaded said groceries in 107 degree heat, set up new swimming pool for duck, cleaned house with help of loving husband, laundry, went for some more shopping, ate large and amazing steak, assisted parents with wireless network, and now...blogging. I've been up for 15 hours and its 8pm. That is a first.
So what was the best part of this Epic-full day of activity? Why thank you for asking!...
The 16 oz of low fat chocolate milk I housed down after said 15 mile run. It was glorious and I am a firm believer that chocolate milk is made by Jesus' Angels. It was religious this morning, me and that chocolate milk. It made the whole run worth it.
Now why chocolate milk? Read any runner/workout mag and they'll tell you, it has the right ingredients perfect for recovery. It adds back just enough. And, its yummy delicious and irresistable, even for a semi-lactose intolerant Lacy. I suggest adding it into your post long run repertoire if you haven't already.
**Side Note: I also highly recommend Gu-Chomps for during a long run. They are like energy filled gummy bears but not in the bear shape (they really should make them in a bear shape...) Nothing else gives me a boost I need like those. Strawberry is my fave.
So this week, I plan to do similar to this week, with different days off (and less sneezing and hacking). Hopefully, I'll sandwich in another long run, even if I have to do it on the treadmill.
Remember, if you want to send me a name(s) of anyone that has served in the military, is serving, or perished or survived the events of 9/11, I am planning to run with a list of names. I will run a mile for your loved one, and I'm honored to do so. Please just send me their name(s) and story to my email at lacysheahealey@gmail.com. Any donations can be made to:
www.soldiersangels.org
I hope everyone has a great week! Say a little prayer that this nagging cold-ish thing I have goes away soon!
Thanks for Cheering Me On,
Lacy
Sunday, August 21, 2011
A Simple Change in Plans
I'm going to start tonight by saying this; if you've read any of my previous posts, please throw all rationale and reasoning out the window. Because I'm evidently like a flower blowing in the breeze. I change directions at a moments notice. I change my mind like I change my shoes, which is usually a couple of times a day...
This afternoon, I ran a little over a half marathon. 13.2 miles to be exact. Took me a hair over 2 hours and 15 minutes, which I was pretty impressed by. Last week, 8 miles was rough. I felt groggy and sick afterwards. Today, I finished 13 and was confident that I could have pounded out at least another 3-5 more. I just felt different. Charged up, energized, excited and purposeful. Today, I was supposed to do 9 miles. I got to mile 9 today and didn't slow down, didn't "negotiate", didn't reconsider my intention of running further. I continued and felt strong, and I've felt good for the rest of the day.
Why this change in heart, energy, mileage, and focus? It started on Wednesday with a very exciting outdoor run, and continued into Thursday when I went to a "Positive Only Women" seminar at my training studio. But the real reason didn't come until yesterday afternoon. And it's roots actually started a decade ago...
It was a Tuesday morning during my first semester in college. I got up substantially earlier than most mornings because I had to get dressed and curl my hair for what was to be a very eventful day. That Tuesday, I had my first Music History Exam, my first Piano exam, and for the first time, I was to sing an Aria in front of my 25 girl studio, alone, for a grade. I was excited and nervous, and I wanted to give myself enough time to get ready. I had stayed up late cramming the night before, slept little, but felt awake. I showered, put on my makeup, dried my hair, curled my hair, got dressed, packed my sheet music, performance dress, and heels and headed out my dorm room door. No one else was really up yet. So the hallway was quiet as I made my way towards the 4th floor stairwell.
At the bottom of the stairs, I was to meet my classmate, so that we could make the half mile jaunt to the Music Building. When I opened up the door into the lobby, there stood my classmate, stonefaced and crying. I immediately asked what was wrong. She then informed me of the fateful events that had begun occurring in New York City that very morning. Shocked, scared, and speechless, I took in her words, one by one. We began walking to class, and although it was very early, I did notice the lack of students out on campus. The students we did see, all carried the same somber look that was affixed on our faces as well. We entered our Music History classroom to a scene of chaos. Many were crying, on cell phones, and a classmate of mine was huddled in corner sobbing and pleading with the person on the phone to tell him what was going on. His brother was an intern at the Pentagon, and they were unable to get in touch with him (he was ok). Exam was canceled, Piano canceled, Studio performance postponed. I remember walking back to my dorm that day, alone, and calling my parents. I stayed inside the rest of the day.
Everyone has a "where I was on 9/11" story. These stories are all different and all interwoven into the fabric that makes up the America that was alive a decade ago. Everyone's lives have been affected and changed by that day in one way or another. Some, obviously, have had a greater impact than others, but regardless, we all have been changed. I can say with certainty that my life would not be where or what it is today without the events of that day. I have watched 4 Cousins and an Uncle leave for Iraq. They each have friends that have perished in the wars we are fighting. I also know in my heart, had there been no 9/11, I would not be married to the man I am married to today. It is doubtful that we would have met having grown up half a country away from each other. He is here because he came to serve on the frontlines to help keep our border safe and secure, something he was called to do after those events happened so close to home. He would never have made it here otherwise.
So my life course has been greatly altered because of what transpired on 9/11. Good and Bad. Regardless, because of that day, I live the life I now live with the person that I am with. A decade later, after knowing and meeting so many that have fought for our country, I decided to do something, even if it is a little last minute.
On the night of September 10th, 2011, in San Antonio, Texas, at 10 pm, Kristofor and I will begin running and continue running/walking for 9 hours and 11 minutes. At 7:11am, the running will stop, and at 7:46 am, 8:03 am, and 8:37 am, we will pause to remember the events that took place 10 years ago. All entry fee money and donations go directly to the Soldier's Angels project, a non profit organization that assists all branches of our Armed Forces. This organization assisted my husband's friend, Alex Sargent, who was shot in Fallujah. They assisted his family in many ways throughout his recovery. More information about the organization can be found here:
http://soldiersangels.org/
I have promised myself that I will make no mileage goals, time goals, etc throughout this event. I will be ramping up my mileage over the next 2 weeks to make sure that my body is prepared to be active in one way or another for that 9hr 11min stretch. My trainer, Renea said it best today. It will probably be very freeing to just be able to run without having the mental aspect of finishing a set number in a set time. And I think that is so very, very true. (Thanks, Renea!!) The next couple of weeks are going to be largely about getting prepared and truly reflecting on why I'm doing this event. I know that it will affect my regimented training for the Rock n' Roll SA Marathon in November, but sometimes, you just gotta change course. And this, for me, is one of those times.
Although I did not pledge to raise a specific amount of money for this event since I'm signing up so late, I would be more than happy to take donations in support Soldier's Angels on my behalf. If you are interested, please email me at lacysheahealey@gmail.com. Donations can also be easily made on the website that I have listed above. Here is the information regarding the event:
http://www.runintexas.com/911-relayultra
We are doing the Solo Ultra, although, there is a relay. Even if you don't have a team, there is capability to join a team, so really, anyone can participate. I know that this event will be a memorable and profound experience in my life, and I am thankful that I am getting the opportunity to be a part of remembering. I plan on running with a piece of paper with names of soldier's, survivors, or those that have passed in the events of 9/11 and the wars thereafter. If you would like someone's name added to my list, please feel free to email me with their name and their story. I would be honored to run a mile in honor of their sacrifice and service. Please keep me and Kristofor in your thoughts over the next couple of weeks as we "sandwich in" this very important race. We are very excited and can't wait to be a part of such a special event.
Thanks for cheering me on!
Lacy
This afternoon, I ran a little over a half marathon. 13.2 miles to be exact. Took me a hair over 2 hours and 15 minutes, which I was pretty impressed by. Last week, 8 miles was rough. I felt groggy and sick afterwards. Today, I finished 13 and was confident that I could have pounded out at least another 3-5 more. I just felt different. Charged up, energized, excited and purposeful. Today, I was supposed to do 9 miles. I got to mile 9 today and didn't slow down, didn't "negotiate", didn't reconsider my intention of running further. I continued and felt strong, and I've felt good for the rest of the day.
Why this change in heart, energy, mileage, and focus? It started on Wednesday with a very exciting outdoor run, and continued into Thursday when I went to a "Positive Only Women" seminar at my training studio. But the real reason didn't come until yesterday afternoon. And it's roots actually started a decade ago...
It was a Tuesday morning during my first semester in college. I got up substantially earlier than most mornings because I had to get dressed and curl my hair for what was to be a very eventful day. That Tuesday, I had my first Music History Exam, my first Piano exam, and for the first time, I was to sing an Aria in front of my 25 girl studio, alone, for a grade. I was excited and nervous, and I wanted to give myself enough time to get ready. I had stayed up late cramming the night before, slept little, but felt awake. I showered, put on my makeup, dried my hair, curled my hair, got dressed, packed my sheet music, performance dress, and heels and headed out my dorm room door. No one else was really up yet. So the hallway was quiet as I made my way towards the 4th floor stairwell.
At the bottom of the stairs, I was to meet my classmate, so that we could make the half mile jaunt to the Music Building. When I opened up the door into the lobby, there stood my classmate, stonefaced and crying. I immediately asked what was wrong. She then informed me of the fateful events that had begun occurring in New York City that very morning. Shocked, scared, and speechless, I took in her words, one by one. We began walking to class, and although it was very early, I did notice the lack of students out on campus. The students we did see, all carried the same somber look that was affixed on our faces as well. We entered our Music History classroom to a scene of chaos. Many were crying, on cell phones, and a classmate of mine was huddled in corner sobbing and pleading with the person on the phone to tell him what was going on. His brother was an intern at the Pentagon, and they were unable to get in touch with him (he was ok). Exam was canceled, Piano canceled, Studio performance postponed. I remember walking back to my dorm that day, alone, and calling my parents. I stayed inside the rest of the day.
Everyone has a "where I was on 9/11" story. These stories are all different and all interwoven into the fabric that makes up the America that was alive a decade ago. Everyone's lives have been affected and changed by that day in one way or another. Some, obviously, have had a greater impact than others, but regardless, we all have been changed. I can say with certainty that my life would not be where or what it is today without the events of that day. I have watched 4 Cousins and an Uncle leave for Iraq. They each have friends that have perished in the wars we are fighting. I also know in my heart, had there been no 9/11, I would not be married to the man I am married to today. It is doubtful that we would have met having grown up half a country away from each other. He is here because he came to serve on the frontlines to help keep our border safe and secure, something he was called to do after those events happened so close to home. He would never have made it here otherwise.
So my life course has been greatly altered because of what transpired on 9/11. Good and Bad. Regardless, because of that day, I live the life I now live with the person that I am with. A decade later, after knowing and meeting so many that have fought for our country, I decided to do something, even if it is a little last minute.
On the night of September 10th, 2011, in San Antonio, Texas, at 10 pm, Kristofor and I will begin running and continue running/walking for 9 hours and 11 minutes. At 7:11am, the running will stop, and at 7:46 am, 8:03 am, and 8:37 am, we will pause to remember the events that took place 10 years ago. All entry fee money and donations go directly to the Soldier's Angels project, a non profit organization that assists all branches of our Armed Forces. This organization assisted my husband's friend, Alex Sargent, who was shot in Fallujah. They assisted his family in many ways throughout his recovery. More information about the organization can be found here:
http://soldiersangels.org/
I have promised myself that I will make no mileage goals, time goals, etc throughout this event. I will be ramping up my mileage over the next 2 weeks to make sure that my body is prepared to be active in one way or another for that 9hr 11min stretch. My trainer, Renea said it best today. It will probably be very freeing to just be able to run without having the mental aspect of finishing a set number in a set time. And I think that is so very, very true. (Thanks, Renea!!) The next couple of weeks are going to be largely about getting prepared and truly reflecting on why I'm doing this event. I know that it will affect my regimented training for the Rock n' Roll SA Marathon in November, but sometimes, you just gotta change course. And this, for me, is one of those times.
Although I did not pledge to raise a specific amount of money for this event since I'm signing up so late, I would be more than happy to take donations in support Soldier's Angels on my behalf. If you are interested, please email me at lacysheahealey@gmail.com. Donations can also be easily made on the website that I have listed above. Here is the information regarding the event:
http://www.runintexas.com/911-relayultra
We are doing the Solo Ultra, although, there is a relay. Even if you don't have a team, there is capability to join a team, so really, anyone can participate. I know that this event will be a memorable and profound experience in my life, and I am thankful that I am getting the opportunity to be a part of remembering. I plan on running with a piece of paper with names of soldier's, survivors, or those that have passed in the events of 9/11 and the wars thereafter. If you would like someone's name added to my list, please feel free to email me with their name and their story. I would be honored to run a mile in honor of their sacrifice and service. Please keep me and Kristofor in your thoughts over the next couple of weeks as we "sandwich in" this very important race. We are very excited and can't wait to be a part of such a special event.
Thanks for cheering me on!
Lacy
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Lacy's night out from the treadmill.
I'm about as happy as a pig in slop right now! Tonight, I went upstairs, told my treadmill that I was sorry, but I had decided to give her the night off. Yep. A full month before I expected to, I ran outside tonight! I can't take credit for this outdoor push, I was lured in by my need/want to join a group and run with others that enjoy it as much as me.
So tonight, I strapped on my shoes, got my keys and drove over to the Country Club to run the 3 mile loop with a bunch of strangers who after 4.something-ish miles became new friends. Don't get me wrong, it was hot. Like I was tempted to run through several sprinklers along the course hot (I refrained). But it was so incredibly nice to run surrounded by a group in a non-race setting. I had to remind myself about a half mile in that "no Lacy, stop trying to be a super star...this is just a training run." Honestly, it is the first time I've EVER run with a group in a non-race setting, and I must admit, I could get used to this!
After we finished the first 3 mile loop, we all stopped, waited for everyone to all finish and debated on when/whether to start the next loop. At that point, I started talking to a group of girls that all run, all race, and refreshingly, all stand no taller than 5'1" tall. I felt like I'd found my crew. They run, they like it, and they can appreciate that short people have to take twice as many steps as the next person. I did ask them their shoe sizes...I still hold the record for the midget-est feet. YESSSSAAAAA! When we started walking/running the second loop, we all intermingled in conversation, and I began talking about Ultra Marathons with my new friend, Laura.
Now, I'm not usually a risk taker. Sure, I like to do some fun, crazy, stuff every once in a while. But I'm a more "let me think about this for a bit and analyze the bajeezits out of it" before I jump kinda girl. I'm usually pretty calculated in my decision making. I can tell you with certainty, that Laura, within 5 minutes had me completely convinced that I can run a 50 miler in February. I've pretty much all but signed up. I looked it up as soon as I got in the car. Crazy. Yes. LET's GO! 50 miles. That's 2 marathons. Why not?! This girl had me hook, line and sinker. She's done a couple of Ultra Marathons...
**Ultra Marathon: Usually any distance over the 26.2. Mostly 50k, 60k, 50 mile, and the CRAZY 100 mile distance.
She just finished a 60k (37 MILES!), a hilly route no less. I was so impressed with her drive, spirit, and determination. Her philosophy is "it's all mental." And I buy that. Running any race is mostly mental. A positive attitude is so important, especially leading up to the race day. I mentioned this blog to her, and I think she may be doing a "guest spot" to talk about her journey and her mental toughness. She's a Mom, an Iraq Army veteran, a wife, full time career woman, and a runner. I'm blessed to have had her to run with tonight. I needed the boost that she gave me. I needed the positive thoughts and energy of someone that whole-heartedly believes "you can do it." I needed it, and it was infectious! So Laura, thank you for giving me a boost tonight! I can't thank you enough.
Not sure how I'm going to count this run, since I didn't do the full 6 miles, and sadly, there were no hills. I may just use it as my extra run. I'm so pumped up right now, I could go out and do it again...probably not, I just ate a piece of pizza (it was garden pizza Renea :)...!) Anywho, I 'm so excited to have found a run that I could join that's not at 5 am, and does not involve a machine and my gym upstairs. I hope this becomes a weekly event.
It was so nice to meet everyone tonight! I'm now energized and ready for the rest of week 4 into week 5! And if all goes well...my readers may be listening to me yack about my 50 miler February! YIKES!
Thanks for cheering me on!
Lacy
So tonight, I strapped on my shoes, got my keys and drove over to the Country Club to run the 3 mile loop with a bunch of strangers who after 4.something-ish miles became new friends. Don't get me wrong, it was hot. Like I was tempted to run through several sprinklers along the course hot (I refrained). But it was so incredibly nice to run surrounded by a group in a non-race setting. I had to remind myself about a half mile in that "no Lacy, stop trying to be a super star...this is just a training run." Honestly, it is the first time I've EVER run with a group in a non-race setting, and I must admit, I could get used to this!
After we finished the first 3 mile loop, we all stopped, waited for everyone to all finish and debated on when/whether to start the next loop. At that point, I started talking to a group of girls that all run, all race, and refreshingly, all stand no taller than 5'1" tall. I felt like I'd found my crew. They run, they like it, and they can appreciate that short people have to take twice as many steps as the next person. I did ask them their shoe sizes...I still hold the record for the midget-est feet. YESSSSAAAAA! When we started walking/running the second loop, we all intermingled in conversation, and I began talking about Ultra Marathons with my new friend, Laura.
Now, I'm not usually a risk taker. Sure, I like to do some fun, crazy, stuff every once in a while. But I'm a more "let me think about this for a bit and analyze the bajeezits out of it" before I jump kinda girl. I'm usually pretty calculated in my decision making. I can tell you with certainty, that Laura, within 5 minutes had me completely convinced that I can run a 50 miler in February. I've pretty much all but signed up. I looked it up as soon as I got in the car. Crazy. Yes. LET's GO! 50 miles. That's 2 marathons. Why not?! This girl had me hook, line and sinker. She's done a couple of Ultra Marathons...
**Ultra Marathon: Usually any distance over the 26.2. Mostly 50k, 60k, 50 mile, and the CRAZY 100 mile distance.
She just finished a 60k (37 MILES!), a hilly route no less. I was so impressed with her drive, spirit, and determination. Her philosophy is "it's all mental." And I buy that. Running any race is mostly mental. A positive attitude is so important, especially leading up to the race day. I mentioned this blog to her, and I think she may be doing a "guest spot" to talk about her journey and her mental toughness. She's a Mom, an Iraq Army veteran, a wife, full time career woman, and a runner. I'm blessed to have had her to run with tonight. I needed the boost that she gave me. I needed the positive thoughts and energy of someone that whole-heartedly believes "you can do it." I needed it, and it was infectious! So Laura, thank you for giving me a boost tonight! I can't thank you enough.
Not sure how I'm going to count this run, since I didn't do the full 6 miles, and sadly, there were no hills. I may just use it as my extra run. I'm so pumped up right now, I could go out and do it again...probably not, I just ate a piece of pizza (it was garden pizza Renea :)...!) Anywho, I 'm so excited to have found a run that I could join that's not at 5 am, and does not involve a machine and my gym upstairs. I hope this becomes a weekly event.
It was so nice to meet everyone tonight! I'm now energized and ready for the rest of week 4 into week 5! And if all goes well...my readers may be listening to me yack about my 50 miler February! YIKES!
Thanks for cheering me on!
Lacy
Sunday, August 14, 2011
Running, the Friendly Sport!
8 mile long run done! It may have been the longest hour and 20 minutes of my life, but it's over, done, gone, completed, no mas...until next Sunday when I have to do 9-10 more. By the time I finished the 7th mile, my right arm was cramping, my ankles hurt, and well, I wasn't feeling super hot. When I'm faced with being soooo close to finishing, but want to give up, I usually enact the art of negotiation. About mile 4 today, I kept saying, "Lacy, really, just do 6. You'll wake up tomorrow and do the 8 you need to do...come on, just do 6." Let's be honest, there is no way in hell I would have gotten up tomorrow to run 8 miles. I hardly wake up in an appropriate time as it is. There was about as much of a chance that I'd wake up tomorrow to run as there is that I'm magically going to wake up tomorrow and be as 5'5" tall with long legs and a size 7 shoe. It's just not gonna happen. So then I started negotiating "Get to mile 6, then you can walk, promise. Just get there and you can hobble the last 2." When you are running alone, sometimes negotiating with yourself is all you've got to keep you going.
Which brings me to my favorite thing about running. It's quite the friendly sport. At races, you see all types of groups, families, clubs, friends all running and enjoying the camaraderie of it. Ladies dressed up in matching outfits with tutus, father/son teams running stride to stride. Women holding hands crossing the finish line triumphantly. It's all about love, support and encouragement. There's an amazing teamwork aspect to a rather individual sport. Even in Triathlons, the teamwork spirit is not as evident as in the running world. My husband has described the biking and swimming portions as a "free for all," "every man for himself." He's been clawed in the water, and almost knocked off of his bike. But when you get to the run, it suddenly all friendly.
Back in January, my good friends, Kelly and Daniel, ran a half marathon in honor of Kelly's sister and father who had battled cancer. They ran with Team in Training, and their entire team had pictures of Kelly's sister, Tracy, who had passed away that previous October. It was so inspiring to watch complete strangers run by us with Tracy's photo on their backs. Daniel and Kelly, who wore similar shirts honoring their family members said that throughout the race, complete strangers would pat them on the back or tell them words of encouragement. Complete strangers became vested in supporting them in their goal to finish the race. What an amazing testament to friendship; complete strangers reaching out to support one another for a common goal.
I'm beginning to think that that's what my current training is lacking. It's been amazing to have so many offer support and words of encouragement to me in response to this blog. However, when I get on my treadmill, I feel so isolated (even if my husband is on the bike right next to me). I have to wonder, if I was running with a partner or group if there would be so much of the "negotiating"that I'm currently having to do just to finish my long runs on Sundays. I've been hesitant to join a group for fear that I'd not be as fast, couldn't keep up, etc. I'm slowly approaching the point where I think I may have to break and try and find someone to train with at least on that one long day per week. If anyone knows of anyone, let me know!
This next week, my training kicks up a notch. Haven't looked to see if next Sunday I hop into the double-digits for the first time! I'm trying to take it one day at a time...one foot in front of the other....one more mile....etc. There I go negotiating again!
Thanks for cheering me on!
Lacy
Which brings me to my favorite thing about running. It's quite the friendly sport. At races, you see all types of groups, families, clubs, friends all running and enjoying the camaraderie of it. Ladies dressed up in matching outfits with tutus, father/son teams running stride to stride. Women holding hands crossing the finish line triumphantly. It's all about love, support and encouragement. There's an amazing teamwork aspect to a rather individual sport. Even in Triathlons, the teamwork spirit is not as evident as in the running world. My husband has described the biking and swimming portions as a "free for all," "every man for himself." He's been clawed in the water, and almost knocked off of his bike. But when you get to the run, it suddenly all friendly.
Back in January, my good friends, Kelly and Daniel, ran a half marathon in honor of Kelly's sister and father who had battled cancer. They ran with Team in Training, and their entire team had pictures of Kelly's sister, Tracy, who had passed away that previous October. It was so inspiring to watch complete strangers run by us with Tracy's photo on their backs. Daniel and Kelly, who wore similar shirts honoring their family members said that throughout the race, complete strangers would pat them on the back or tell them words of encouragement. Complete strangers became vested in supporting them in their goal to finish the race. What an amazing testament to friendship; complete strangers reaching out to support one another for a common goal.
I'm beginning to think that that's what my current training is lacking. It's been amazing to have so many offer support and words of encouragement to me in response to this blog. However, when I get on my treadmill, I feel so isolated (even if my husband is on the bike right next to me). I have to wonder, if I was running with a partner or group if there would be so much of the "negotiating"that I'm currently having to do just to finish my long runs on Sundays. I've been hesitant to join a group for fear that I'd not be as fast, couldn't keep up, etc. I'm slowly approaching the point where I think I may have to break and try and find someone to train with at least on that one long day per week. If anyone knows of anyone, let me know!
This next week, my training kicks up a notch. Haven't looked to see if next Sunday I hop into the double-digits for the first time! I'm trying to take it one day at a time...one foot in front of the other....one more mile....etc. There I go negotiating again!
Thanks for cheering me on!
Lacy
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
If you need a little inspiration...
I strolled in from work tonight at around 7:30 pm after a LONG LONG LONG day. And I just finished my hill run. It stunk...and now I stink! My legs are super sore from about 45 reps of bulgarian lunges that I did yesterday with Renea! If you want to build great legs, I'd recommend those...they give your quads and butt a hurtin'! I love the burn and the "wet noodle" feeling, but it made my run that much tougher. What doesn't kill ya makes ya stronger right?! For some reason, my training log has me only running 3 days this week. So, tomorrow, I'm going to sandwich in an extra run of my choice. Any suggestions??!
I'm going to keep this short tonight since it's getting late and I have yet to shower OR eat for that matter. Sorry I'm kind of lame...but this video is definitely not. One of the most inspiring videos I've ever seen. Truly amazing! Enjoy!!
http://youtu.be/8SbXgQqbOoU
Thanks for cheering me on!
Lacy
I'm going to keep this short tonight since it's getting late and I have yet to shower OR eat for that matter. Sorry I'm kind of lame...but this video is definitely not. One of the most inspiring videos I've ever seen. Truly amazing! Enjoy!!
http://youtu.be/8SbXgQqbOoU
Thanks for cheering me on!
Lacy
Sunday, August 7, 2011
A toast to week 2!
Week 2 done, and although it was a doozy, it definitely taught me a lesson on "budgeting time" for my runs. No other lesson could be more valuable this early on...as in the next few weeks, I'm going to have to budget more and more time as my runs get longer. I need a headcount of all who think it would be a good idea for me to have a DVR upstairs so I can watch my shows and still fast forward...while running. If you believe this is a good idea, please inundate my husband (if you know him) with support for my request :)
Thursday was another "blah" day. I worked late, had a massive headache, and I didn't get my run in. With 3 more days of this week left, I knew Friday that I HAD to get at least a strong 5k in to set me up for the weekend.
**Side Note: In this week's craziness, I jumbled up not only my running days, but also the run sequence that I'm supposed to be adhering to. I'm going to try HARD not to do this regularly...I'm sure there's a reason they have it set up that way. But hey...jumbled up is better than nothing!
Friday Afternoon, got home from work. And there must've been something in the air, because I got dressed, went upstairs and literally took off. Fast. Faster than I probably should have been going. Not sure if it was all the stress from this week, or the music (Lady Gaga had an exceptionally Bad Romance Friday), or that I just had more energy. Whatever it was, I actually did a Personal Record for my 5k...on the treadmill...without even really meaning to! My hubby came upstairs and noticed how quick I was moving, I didn't even hardly look over at him (sorry hun!). I was in the zone. I topped out at a 7:06 minute mile, but kept an even 8:24 pace throughout. When I was done, I felt strong and proud!
On Friday night, I had just about talked myself out of running Saturday. My sister was in town, and I just wasn't really feeling it. Besides, all I had left was my hour sloooooowwwww run, and my 7 mile weekly long run to do. Surely, I could skip that brutal and unnecessary slow run, right? WHO needs to run loping along for an hour, what is that actually going to do for me? As always, I learned my lesson....
If you're a runner, an "every once in a while-er", a beginner, or even a "I may think about running" kind of person, Runner's World magazine is a MUST. Really, it's like the monthly running bible. They have amazing running plans, articles on food, how to get started, how to get better, all of it. I never read it until about 6 months ago, although my husband was a devotee. Now, I am just excited for its arrival as I am about my Cosmo and Glamour (which are both very classy and informative publications as well!). Friday night, I opened up the newest edition, and whadoyaknow, an article on "the importance of slowing down." An article telling me all about how my long slooooooowwwww run is the MOST important run of the week. Really Runner's World? Why? Turns out, after you exert yourself on a tough training run (a la my really fast 5k Friday), doing a long sloooooowwwww run helps recondition muscles and flush out torn fibers and other stuff that may have accumulated. In essence, it keeps you healthy and helps you avoid injury. Which is by far my biggest fear. So, I had no choice but to do my run.
Saturday, got up bright and early at 11:15 am. By 11:30am, I was on the good ol' treadmill pounding out my slooooowwwww run. My hubby was on the spinning bike and watching the movie "The Alamo." So I not only got my miles in, I also got a history refresher. Viva Tejas! 4.5 miles later...I was done and pleased.
Last night, I ate an amazing steak from casa de Landry, cooked by my Daddy, and then had a couple of beers with friends. Woke up today, ran some errands...got a sunburn while running errands (owwww), and around 6:15, I hopped upstairs to start my 7 miler. This week, I decided against watching a movie, and instead opted to do the iPod with the TV on mute and subtitles going for the Red Sox pre-game! My boy, Jacoby Ellsbury, is having the most amazing week of his pro career (MVP! MVP! MVP!), and I had a good run watching all the Fenway craziness and then the first couple of innings. 7 miler COMPLETE! Longest run I've had since February!
Sooooo....my crazy week is coming to a close. Thanks everyone who continued to read regardless of the endless "my house is a burning furnace" griping. It is much appreciated! For the remainder of the evening, I'm going to prop my feet up, ice my shin-splints, and watch the Red Sox/Yankees game and hope for a win. Glass of wine may be included!
Thanks for cheering me on!
Lacy
PS: I did not get paid to plug Runner's World. However, if anyone from Runner's World comes across this blog... free subscriptions would be greatly appreciated :)
Thursday was another "blah" day. I worked late, had a massive headache, and I didn't get my run in. With 3 more days of this week left, I knew Friday that I HAD to get at least a strong 5k in to set me up for the weekend.
**Side Note: In this week's craziness, I jumbled up not only my running days, but also the run sequence that I'm supposed to be adhering to. I'm going to try HARD not to do this regularly...I'm sure there's a reason they have it set up that way. But hey...jumbled up is better than nothing!
Friday Afternoon, got home from work. And there must've been something in the air, because I got dressed, went upstairs and literally took off. Fast. Faster than I probably should have been going. Not sure if it was all the stress from this week, or the music (Lady Gaga had an exceptionally Bad Romance Friday), or that I just had more energy. Whatever it was, I actually did a Personal Record for my 5k...on the treadmill...without even really meaning to! My hubby came upstairs and noticed how quick I was moving, I didn't even hardly look over at him (sorry hun!). I was in the zone. I topped out at a 7:06 minute mile, but kept an even 8:24 pace throughout. When I was done, I felt strong and proud!
On Friday night, I had just about talked myself out of running Saturday. My sister was in town, and I just wasn't really feeling it. Besides, all I had left was my hour sloooooowwwww run, and my 7 mile weekly long run to do. Surely, I could skip that brutal and unnecessary slow run, right? WHO needs to run loping along for an hour, what is that actually going to do for me? As always, I learned my lesson....
If you're a runner, an "every once in a while-er", a beginner, or even a "I may think about running" kind of person, Runner's World magazine is a MUST. Really, it's like the monthly running bible. They have amazing running plans, articles on food, how to get started, how to get better, all of it. I never read it until about 6 months ago, although my husband was a devotee. Now, I am just excited for its arrival as I am about my Cosmo and Glamour (which are both very classy and informative publications as well!). Friday night, I opened up the newest edition, and whadoyaknow, an article on "the importance of slowing down." An article telling me all about how my long slooooooowwwww run is the MOST important run of the week. Really Runner's World? Why? Turns out, after you exert yourself on a tough training run (a la my really fast 5k Friday), doing a long sloooooowwwww run helps recondition muscles and flush out torn fibers and other stuff that may have accumulated. In essence, it keeps you healthy and helps you avoid injury. Which is by far my biggest fear. So, I had no choice but to do my run.
Saturday, got up bright and early at 11:15 am. By 11:30am, I was on the good ol' treadmill pounding out my slooooowwwww run. My hubby was on the spinning bike and watching the movie "The Alamo." So I not only got my miles in, I also got a history refresher. Viva Tejas! 4.5 miles later...I was done and pleased.
Last night, I ate an amazing steak from casa de Landry, cooked by my Daddy, and then had a couple of beers with friends. Woke up today, ran some errands...got a sunburn while running errands (owwww), and around 6:15, I hopped upstairs to start my 7 miler. This week, I decided against watching a movie, and instead opted to do the iPod with the TV on mute and subtitles going for the Red Sox pre-game! My boy, Jacoby Ellsbury, is having the most amazing week of his pro career (MVP! MVP! MVP!), and I had a good run watching all the Fenway craziness and then the first couple of innings. 7 miler COMPLETE! Longest run I've had since February!
Sooooo....my crazy week is coming to a close. Thanks everyone who continued to read regardless of the endless "my house is a burning furnace" griping. It is much appreciated! For the remainder of the evening, I'm going to prop my feet up, ice my shin-splints, and watch the Red Sox/Yankees game and hope for a win. Glass of wine may be included!
Thanks for cheering me on!
Lacy
PS: I did not get paid to plug Runner's World. However, if anyone from Runner's World comes across this blog... free subscriptions would be greatly appreciated :)
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
So I have to be honest...
I didn't run yesterday. I finished my blog, had my clothes and shoes on, and then Mr. Air Repair came downstairs with a bunch of doom and gloom. Kristofor and I spent the rest of the night discussing the joys of home ownership, and it got late. I went to bed. So there ya go, it's week 2 and it's the first night that "life got in the way" of my training. I'm sure it won't be the last. It happens (it happened more than I care to share last time...), but the point is to not let ONE off night turn into two...three...four...or a week.
GOOD NEWS! I ran tonight! Just finished my weekly "hill run." 4 miles with 4 minutes of uphill. This time I did all 4 minutes in a row to change it up! It was a good run, and I really need to shower, but now I'm blogging and watching my husband ride the spin bike while he reads aloud articles from Runner's World. Yes, we are that couple. I apologize.
So HILLS! Anytime (like tonight) when I run a hill workout, I think of Maine. My hubby is from there, and my in-laws live there. Beautiful country, lots of hills. When we were home with them last month, we ran a 5k on the 4th of July. I asked beforehand about the "hill situation" and was assured by my mother-in-law that it was a flat course. Flat Harlingen...Flat Maine...different world. Flat Maine=Texas Hill Country. So that was tough, fun race...but I set a PR (personal record...) of 26:11 and was super pumped. So I CAN do hills...I just don't really care to :). Halfway through our vacation, my husband and I walked down the road to where they put the boats into water. It is a hugely steep incline and its about a .25 mile back up. We ran back up...took approximately 5 minutes. And I went inside and swore to never do it again. I have mad respect for my mother-in-law and sister-in-law for running up there so frequently! It's tough with the terrain and the weather AND they do a 5k a month! They are "wicked pissah!"
So it's halfway through the week and I have 3 more runs to do. Tomorrow is my day with Renea, and I'm pumped for the fun workout I'm sure I'll have there! I'll probably run Thursday, Saturday, Sunday (I think a 7 or 8 miler...YEESH!). This week has been a little brutal, but I'm determined to push through.
I remembered today, it's August. And in my family August means Cotton Ginning Season. And Cotton Ginning Season means my Dad works crazy long hours and the inevitable Cotton Season craziness ensues over our family. Welp, Dad is a working...and life it is a crazy! Last August, we decided to buy a house, my husband took a trip to the ER, we both started new jobs. Let's see what this August shall bring!
Thanks for cheering me on,
Lacy
GOOD NEWS! I ran tonight! Just finished my weekly "hill run." 4 miles with 4 minutes of uphill. This time I did all 4 minutes in a row to change it up! It was a good run, and I really need to shower, but now I'm blogging and watching my husband ride the spin bike while he reads aloud articles from Runner's World. Yes, we are that couple. I apologize.
So HILLS! Anytime (like tonight) when I run a hill workout, I think of Maine. My hubby is from there, and my in-laws live there. Beautiful country, lots of hills. When we were home with them last month, we ran a 5k on the 4th of July. I asked beforehand about the "hill situation" and was assured by my mother-in-law that it was a flat course. Flat Harlingen...Flat Maine...different world. Flat Maine=Texas Hill Country. So that was tough, fun race...but I set a PR (personal record...) of 26:11 and was super pumped. So I CAN do hills...I just don't really care to :). Halfway through our vacation, my husband and I walked down the road to where they put the boats into water. It is a hugely steep incline and its about a .25 mile back up. We ran back up...took approximately 5 minutes. And I went inside and swore to never do it again. I have mad respect for my mother-in-law and sister-in-law for running up there so frequently! It's tough with the terrain and the weather AND they do a 5k a month! They are "wicked pissah!"
So it's halfway through the week and I have 3 more runs to do. Tomorrow is my day with Renea, and I'm pumped for the fun workout I'm sure I'll have there! I'll probably run Thursday, Saturday, Sunday (I think a 7 or 8 miler...YEESH!). This week has been a little brutal, but I'm determined to push through.
I remembered today, it's August. And in my family August means Cotton Ginning Season. And Cotton Ginning Season means my Dad works crazy long hours and the inevitable Cotton Season craziness ensues over our family. Welp, Dad is a working...and life it is a crazy! Last August, we decided to buy a house, my husband took a trip to the ER, we both started new jobs. Let's see what this August shall bring!
Thanks for cheering me on,
Lacy
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Running on Empty...
It's been a few days, and I'm about to start my run for week 2 shortly (yesterday, I cross trained)!
Week one ended on a rather hot, sweaty note. Saturday morning, I woke up (again) with another allergy attack of my poor eyes...
**Side Note: I'm allergic to life. Literally. At this point I have no idea what all I'm allergic to, but it's a lot. I actually learn new allergic things all the time, most recently, DiorSHOW mascara. Right now, when I have an attack my eyes swell and get reeeealllly red. It's super attractive and I love it. Everyone wants to hang out with the girl with the eye ordeal going on.
Anyways, I popped 50 mg of benadryl and took a nap. When I woke up, I wasn't sure I was going to be able to run because I just felt so groggy. BUT, I powered through, popped on my trusty iPod blaring "The Club Can't Even Handle Me Right Now" and away I went (on the treadmill that is...) It was a surprisingly strong 4 miles mixed in with speedwork!
Saturday night out with our way cool friends Brandon and Coleen was a blast (I could say all sorts of fun stuff about Coleen on this blog because she told me she never intends to read it bc its boring. Maybe I'll have to remind her who graciously went as her date to a super cheez Michael Bolton concert last year...) Got up Sunday and was NOT looking forward to a run. A 6 mile run at that. My husband got up at 6 am and ran 12 miles OUTDOORS like a crazy person. I'm not that motivated, and I think he only did it so he would have as many miles as me for the week :)! I got around to my run in the late afternoon, did it while watching part of the newest Adam Sandler movie, and I was exhausted and HOT afterwards.
Now WHY would it be so HOT if I'm running indoors on a treadmill? I'm so glad you asked!....
Our A/C works about as well as our government lately. It really doesn't work well. In fact, right now, it is a rather unpleasant 83.5 degrees in my home, although, it should be 74. There's a nifty air repair guy here checking it out for the second day in a row. It's pretty much a dinosaur and needs to be replaced. Yikes! So much for getting new kitchen countertops soon. Looks like I'll be getting a much more lovely Air Handler Unit. Yipee Skipee. At least we have a warranty-ish thing...we'll see how that works out.
Soooooo...it's epic hot and I don't want to do a hill workout on a treadmill in a hot room. But I'm going to. I could run outside...I think it may be hotter though, and no hills. BAH! This week may be a toughie for me. And only week 2! I'm sure it won't be the last in the next few months, but it will be worth it in the long run!
Thanks for cheering me on!
Lacy
PS: I just reread this and I sound rather grumpy. Which I kind of am. I'm sorry :( I'll do better next time!
Week one ended on a rather hot, sweaty note. Saturday morning, I woke up (again) with another allergy attack of my poor eyes...
**Side Note: I'm allergic to life. Literally. At this point I have no idea what all I'm allergic to, but it's a lot. I actually learn new allergic things all the time, most recently, DiorSHOW mascara. Right now, when I have an attack my eyes swell and get reeeealllly red. It's super attractive and I love it. Everyone wants to hang out with the girl with the eye ordeal going on.
Anyways, I popped 50 mg of benadryl and took a nap. When I woke up, I wasn't sure I was going to be able to run because I just felt so groggy. BUT, I powered through, popped on my trusty iPod blaring "The Club Can't Even Handle Me Right Now" and away I went (on the treadmill that is...) It was a surprisingly strong 4 miles mixed in with speedwork!
Saturday night out with our way cool friends Brandon and Coleen was a blast (I could say all sorts of fun stuff about Coleen on this blog because she told me she never intends to read it bc its boring. Maybe I'll have to remind her who graciously went as her date to a super cheez Michael Bolton concert last year...) Got up Sunday and was NOT looking forward to a run. A 6 mile run at that. My husband got up at 6 am and ran 12 miles OUTDOORS like a crazy person. I'm not that motivated, and I think he only did it so he would have as many miles as me for the week :)! I got around to my run in the late afternoon, did it while watching part of the newest Adam Sandler movie, and I was exhausted and HOT afterwards.
Now WHY would it be so HOT if I'm running indoors on a treadmill? I'm so glad you asked!....
Our A/C works about as well as our government lately. It really doesn't work well. In fact, right now, it is a rather unpleasant 83.5 degrees in my home, although, it should be 74. There's a nifty air repair guy here checking it out for the second day in a row. It's pretty much a dinosaur and needs to be replaced. Yikes! So much for getting new kitchen countertops soon. Looks like I'll be getting a much more lovely Air Handler Unit. Yipee Skipee. At least we have a warranty-ish thing...we'll see how that works out.
Soooooo...it's epic hot and I don't want to do a hill workout on a treadmill in a hot room. But I'm going to. I could run outside...I think it may be hotter though, and no hills. BAH! This week may be a toughie for me. And only week 2! I'm sure it won't be the last in the next few months, but it will be worth it in the long run!
Thanks for cheering me on!
Lacy
PS: I just reread this and I sound rather grumpy. Which I kind of am. I'm sorry :( I'll do better next time!
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