So of course I ate and drank like whoa at BIL's wedding this weekend, but I also kept up with my running. I switched my long run day so I could run it the morning of the wedding and not the morning after. Our hotel was right on a college campus so I was trying to follow the jogging map the concierge gave me but every part of the campus was cordoned off with security barriers so I was afraid to run through any of them. I ended up running 7 miles on the treadmill. :-( :-( :-( But I did it because I knew I had to.
Interesting story - last night I was working late and wanted a snack from the vending machine. I figure with all the running I did yesterday and the fact that I ate fine during the day, I could splurge. I saw that the vending machine had strawberry-frosted Pop Tarts. I haven't had Pop Tarts in YEARS but I used to love them. I figured what the hell, one time won't hurt. HOLY STOMACH CHURNING BATMAN! The rest of the night my stomach just would not relax. I wasn't in pain, but it was clear that my stomach was telling me to stop fucking around with it and never eat Pop Tarts ever again. It was arguably the most processed food I've eaten in a while and I guess my body made me well aware of that. But it's not like I don't eat processed food ever and yet this is the first time I can remember feeling like this. I'm afraid to look up the ingredients list for Pop Tarts now, but I really want to know WTF is in Pop Tarts that isn't in anything else I've ever eaten.
Next week I'm on vacation from work and we'll be in the Poconos for most of the week. I can't wait for the cooler temperatures, running around the lake, and barbecuing!
Pop tarts are so good and so bad all at the same time. Sigh.
I am doing okay. Weight is such a non issue right now. I've been concentrating on my running. I got back in the saddle and did a 5 mile race and 7 mile run over the weekend. I am so freaking proud of myself. LOL. I also gave up soda until after the half. I drink 3-4 cans a day. I need to replace that with water!
After seeing some old pictures of myself last weekend, I resolved to get back in the club. Not before having a milkshake on Sunday, of course. But I started tracking my food Monday. I've already lost a couple of bloat pounds just from cutting out some junk I was eating. The sad part is that I had FINALLY found my mental motivation to get back to running. But the foot pain that started during my Manhattan visit hadn't gone away. Yep, pretty sure I gave myself tendinitis in Manhattan by wearing the wrong shoes. So I'm hoping that with rest, fugly shoes, ice, and anti-inflammatories, I'll be up for restarting couch to 5k next week. STUPID FOOT!
7 miles on the treadmill sounds awful, marie, but good on ya.
Nice job on C25K, pennypenny! I love that program.
I ran a 5K this weekend and it was my best yet. I don't have another one until the end of September but am going to work on cutting down my time until them (I am a painfully slow runner). Food = so so, as always.
Nice job keeping up the running Marie, even if it was on a treadmill!
I have nothing of interest to report. I'm a week and a half out from my surgery. I'm not allowed to lift, or even bend over (not that I can). Yesterday I went with my husband to the store for some cereal, and it wiped me the fuck out.
I'm pretty much eating what I can since my digestive system still hasn't returned to normal. I'm all "Yay fruit and carbs!" (like pasta and cereal)" and "Boo protein!" At least I'm eating fruit, and I'm eating way less than normal.
I seriously think next Tuesday when I have to go back to teaching, I'm going to have to pull out a pair of palazzo pants - stretchy elastic waist. I don't think I can get any of my other stuff over my swollen stomach right now.
I miss working out. Sunday was gorgeous, and I wanted to go ride my bike. I may or may not have pouted.
Good for you marie for working out while on "vacation."
Actually, this is why we just chose to go to the IL's lake house for the week. We've been there many times, and while I had initially wanted to plan a huge international vacation, I just knew I wouldn't keep up with training and I couldn't risk that just a couple of months before the marathon. So we're taking a nice international vacation in February (location TBD).
Post by meshaliuknits on Aug 15, 2012 9:45:38 GMT -5
I think I'm doing ok? I track my breakfast & lunch religiously, but I often forget to put in dinner. I've been the suck about exercising lately, too. I really feel that if I drove, I'd have put back what all I've lost. The mile and a half I have to walk to pick up my child and get home from work helps keep things in check. I've done much better about getting out of the office for a walk at lunch, too. It keeps me moving and keeps me from throttling my boss, so it's a double win.
Post by secretlyevil on Aug 15, 2012 9:56:29 GMT -5
Everybody seems to be hanging in there and doing well. EmilyJ and AngryHarpy, I hope your issues get resolved soon.
Monday I got new shoes after your feedback. Wore them for boxing seems ok. The true test will be Saturday.
After caving to taratu's peer pressure I am signed up for WDW January half. Any other GBCNers care to join us? If you sign up by 12 est. today, you'll save a few pennies. Stupid Disney and its promise of a shiny new medal. Made a liar out of me, Disneyland was supposed to be my last Disney race.
Eating more is definitely the kicker for me. That and taking my vitamins has seemed to help a whole lot. I feel better, not so tired and lost a couple of lbs!
ETA: Added a few new songs to the playlist and it was definitely motivating this past weekend.
7 miles on the treadmill sucks! I did 8 miles once when I was on vacation. It was hard and boring and completely irritating when the treadmill shut down at an hour.
Marathon training is plugging along. I did my longest run ever over the weekend - 14 miles. I did most of it on the running trail, which was my first time doing a long run on there. I really enjoyed mostly for the lack of crazy hills that are all over my neighborhood.
I'm doing a half-marathon in a few weeks with DH in VA Beach. We're looking forward to spending the weekend at the beach wtih DS and my BFF who is coming to watch DS while we race.
Like Marie, I ate and drank like whoa all weekend thanks to my sister's wedding but unlike Marie there was no running for me. I had grand plans of getting up early for a TM run Saturday morning, but part of our hotel was under renovation, including the part with a fitness center. They offered complimentary use of a nearby gym...that doesn't open 'til 8am on Saturdays. Which happened to be the time I had to be at the salon to get my hairs did. And while the area surrounding the hotel wasn't bad at all, it also wasn't conducive to running. So I took it as a sign that the workout gods were telling me to take a couple of days off I'm back on the wagon though...and am realizing that I'm going to probably have to take some time off from running (hopefully only a week) if my right achilles is going to heal completely. We'll see how it feels after tonight's hill workout, but that's my worse case scenario. Blerg.