Until my first official 5K race! Holy smokes!! I can’t believe only 9 short weeks ago I decided to start this training and here I am. I’m at the end! While I cannot yet run 3.1 miles, I am able to run 30 minutes straight at a decent pace. I am so proud of myself for sticking with this!
It has definitely been rough. A lot of mind games and a lot of wanting to give up. I still find it crazy that this actually worked. I was beginning to feel somewhat hopeless of ever getting into shape. But this really worked! While I still don’t LOVE running, I don’t hate it as much. I think of it more of a means to an end now, instead of sheer torture. If I want to continue to get healthy and drop this baby weight, I have to keep up with my running. 30 minutes at least 3 times a week? Definitely doable.
My friend Jaime and I did our first run together this past Sunday and even though we didn’t finish, we did great! We ran a 14:00 minute mile, a PR for both of us! That is something to be excited about! Also, we learned that we run at about the same pace, which will be good on race day.
I just learned by reading her running blog (@Jaime learns to run) that we have been thinking the same things about this training. The system is a little flawed. Actually, it just doesn’t take into account that some people won’t be able to run a 10-minute mile right away. So, by the end, you’re supposed to be able to run 3.1 miles in 30 minutes….that is just not the case for us. We aren’t up to that speed yet. But, I think as long as we kick booty on the first 30 minutes, everything else is just Whatever! We have been training to run 30 minutes, and I know we can at least do that! Anything after that, whether we can keep running or if we have to walk, that is all OK.
I just can’t wait to wear our matching hot pink running jackets! Haha (O:
Monday, November 30, 2009
A little catch up...
I'm on my lunch break, so I don't really have time for a full catch up blog post, but here are the highlights:
Awesomely Wonderful, perfect relaxing weekend! I got all my usual weekend chores done Wednesday night so I could enjoy the next 4 days off and I certainly did! We had Jason's brother and sister-in-law over on Thanksgiving and had a great time. It was laid back and fabulous. It was my first attempt at all-foods-Thanksgiving and we rocked it! Let me just say, Baking Bags are from heaven! Also, I'm still bummed about not getting to make cheesy potato casserole...but I digress.
Friday was the traditional Black Friday shopping. It was less than average this year. I'm still mad at Wal-mart. This year they had all the good deals already out and open WELL before "Open time" of 5 a.m. There were just signs saying the sale prices wouldn't ring up until 5 a.m. So, anyone who knew this could get there at 2:00 a.m. or whenever, load up their cart and just WAIT until 5:00 to check out! All the racks were completely empty by the time we got there at 4:30. (Which in years past was more than enough time to get in and get where we wanted to be when everything was unwrapped at 5:00). BOO WALMART! J did get the GPS he wanted from Target...he ordered it online the night before! I was suprised they had their BF sale prices online the day before, but that worked out well for us!
Saturday, Jason's mom made a Thanksgiving dinner for all 6 (and 2 babies) of us and we also did some family pictures. Emilia didn't really cooperate too well, but hopefully a couple turned out well enough for Christmas cards! I'll post them once I look through them. (O:
Sunday was another special day...Jason preached the night service! I was so nervous for him I thought I was either going to puke or cry. Luckily, I did neither. and He was so great! I am so proud of him. We are using this sermon (which we had recorded and burned onto DVD's) to send with his resumes. I just keep praying that something comes along for him soon!!
The worst part of the whole weekend (and quite possibly my life, so far) came after church. I was picking Emilia up from the nursery and went to close the door to the room as we were leaving....not noticing that she had taken ahold of the inside part of the door. I smashed her sweet little hand IN THE DOOR!!! I instantly felt sick and she was in hysterics, with good reason! It took me probably 15 minutes to calm her back down. (Partly because it was already past her bedtime, but mostly because her mother injured her). I know these things are going to happen and I know she is OK, but man. There is nothing like the heartache of causing pain to your own baby. Nothing. I still see the whole tramatic event replaying in my mind and almost cry every time.
But, awful "Mother of the Year" moment aside, the weekend was so wonderful. I kept thinking about how amazingly lucky and thankful I am for everyone in my life.
Awesomely Wonderful, perfect relaxing weekend! I got all my usual weekend chores done Wednesday night so I could enjoy the next 4 days off and I certainly did! We had Jason's brother and sister-in-law over on Thanksgiving and had a great time. It was laid back and fabulous. It was my first attempt at all-foods-Thanksgiving and we rocked it! Let me just say, Baking Bags are from heaven! Also, I'm still bummed about not getting to make cheesy potato casserole...but I digress.
Friday was the traditional Black Friday shopping. It was less than average this year. I'm still mad at Wal-mart. This year they had all the good deals already out and open WELL before "Open time" of 5 a.m. There were just signs saying the sale prices wouldn't ring up until 5 a.m. So, anyone who knew this could get there at 2:00 a.m. or whenever, load up their cart and just WAIT until 5:00 to check out! All the racks were completely empty by the time we got there at 4:30. (Which in years past was more than enough time to get in and get where we wanted to be when everything was unwrapped at 5:00). BOO WALMART! J did get the GPS he wanted from Target...he ordered it online the night before! I was suprised they had their BF sale prices online the day before, but that worked out well for us!
Saturday, Jason's mom made a Thanksgiving dinner for all 6 (and 2 babies) of us and we also did some family pictures. Emilia didn't really cooperate too well, but hopefully a couple turned out well enough for Christmas cards! I'll post them once I look through them. (O:
Sunday was another special day...Jason preached the night service! I was so nervous for him I thought I was either going to puke or cry. Luckily, I did neither. and He was so great! I am so proud of him. We are using this sermon (which we had recorded and burned onto DVD's) to send with his resumes. I just keep praying that something comes along for him soon!!
The worst part of the whole weekend (and quite possibly my life, so far) came after church. I was picking Emilia up from the nursery and went to close the door to the room as we were leaving....not noticing that she had taken ahold of the inside part of the door. I smashed her sweet little hand IN THE DOOR!!! I instantly felt sick and she was in hysterics, with good reason! It took me probably 15 minutes to calm her back down. (Partly because it was already past her bedtime, but mostly because her mother injured her). I know these things are going to happen and I know she is OK, but man. There is nothing like the heartache of causing pain to your own baby. Nothing. I still see the whole tramatic event replaying in my mind and almost cry every time.
But, awful "Mother of the Year" moment aside, the weekend was so wonderful. I kept thinking about how amazingly lucky and thankful I am for everyone in my life.
Monday, November 23, 2009
Off my game.
There is a definite funk in the air today. I woke up in a pretty good mood (even thoug I skipped my morning run to sleep in...whoopsie daisy!) but it has started to go downhill. I don't know what it is about this place, but people always seem cranky at work. There are a select few that *try* to remain in good spirits, but for the most part everyone is crabby. That is the worst part about working with all women. But, I just walk away and sit in my cave(office) and think happy thoughts. Like these:
I purchased a new top from Target yesterday and wasn't sure if it was cute or not...I thought it was super fun, but never know what others might think. The jury is back and it was a hit! I got several compliments at church last night! Yay!! (O:
Also, I experimented a little with the curling iron while getting ready. I am DYING for banana curls that look free-flowing and beautiful, but until recently didn't think I could do them. I have been googling the heck out of this, trying to find the best way to get the best curls. (You read that right, I GOOGLED it. I am officially a dork, but like you didn't know that already!) I've had my compiled list of instructions sitting in my email inbox for WEEKS, waiting for The Day. Well! The Day was yesterday (sort of). I didn't allow for as much time as I really needed (thanks thick hair!), but what I was able to do really added body to my hair. I felt so pretty and really liked it. The thing that drove me crazy about straightening my hair bone straight was that I was constantly smoothing out the back and running my fingers through it to make sure it was laying flat. Curled/body-licious hair is a whole new ball game! It doesn't have to look perfect and that was awesome. I can't wait until the next time I can play around with it! (Hoepfully I will remember the hair spray next time so the bananas will hold) (O:
Fleece rain boot liners!! Woo hoo!! They just came in and I'm going to try them on Right. Now. Awesome. They are wonderful. I will have to keep an extra lint roller at work now, because the cream color fleece fur has already left its mark on my black scrubs. But, they will be so worth it! Now, Target, please oh PLEASe send my rain boots!! I am so excited for them and promise to wear them almost everyday to work!
Working from home. While I would rather just take the day off to run Jason and Emilia to the doctor(s), I don't have any sick time left. So, I am greatly appreciative that I have a job where I can work from home and an employer that allows it. It is a huge blessing to be able to take some work home with me and get it done there, when something happens and I can't be at work.
Sprite Zero! Hello diet white soda that tastes good!! Ever since I found out I was pregnant, I haven't had caffiene. So, I'm going on a year and a half with no caffiene (the occasional sweet tea, though). Well, I do still love the yummy bubbles that a soda provides so I started drinking Sprite (and Sierra Mist at work). I realized that I am packing in the calories by doing so. I have started drinking diet caffiene free pepsi at work. I used to mock those who drank this, because I thought WHY BOTHER with no caffiene or calories. Now I know. I want the bubbles. So, I started hunting for a diet white soda that wasn't awful. Diest 7Up was an immediate no. I stumbled upon Sprite Zero last week and grabbed a 2-Liter to try. To my surprise, it really isn't that bad. It tastes very similar to regular Sprite (my fav white soda) and I am very pleased! I grabbed up a couple cases this weekend and I'm living the good life! Haha.
OK. This was a somewhat long, rather scattered random blog post. Please don't un-friend me over it. At least I feel happier. (O:
I purchased a new top from Target yesterday and wasn't sure if it was cute or not...I thought it was super fun, but never know what others might think. The jury is back and it was a hit! I got several compliments at church last night! Yay!! (O:
Also, I experimented a little with the curling iron while getting ready. I am DYING for banana curls that look free-flowing and beautiful, but until recently didn't think I could do them. I have been googling the heck out of this, trying to find the best way to get the best curls. (You read that right, I GOOGLED it. I am officially a dork, but like you didn't know that already!) I've had my compiled list of instructions sitting in my email inbox for WEEKS, waiting for The Day. Well! The Day was yesterday (sort of). I didn't allow for as much time as I really needed (thanks thick hair!), but what I was able to do really added body to my hair. I felt so pretty and really liked it. The thing that drove me crazy about straightening my hair bone straight was that I was constantly smoothing out the back and running my fingers through it to make sure it was laying flat. Curled/body-licious hair is a whole new ball game! It doesn't have to look perfect and that was awesome. I can't wait until the next time I can play around with it! (Hoepfully I will remember the hair spray next time so the bananas will hold) (O:
Fleece rain boot liners!! Woo hoo!! They just came in and I'm going to try them on Right. Now. Awesome. They are wonderful. I will have to keep an extra lint roller at work now, because the cream color fleece fur has already left its mark on my black scrubs. But, they will be so worth it! Now, Target, please oh PLEASe send my rain boots!! I am so excited for them and promise to wear them almost everyday to work!
Working from home. While I would rather just take the day off to run Jason and Emilia to the doctor(s), I don't have any sick time left. So, I am greatly appreciative that I have a job where I can work from home and an employer that allows it. It is a huge blessing to be able to take some work home with me and get it done there, when something happens and I can't be at work.
Sprite Zero! Hello diet white soda that tastes good!! Ever since I found out I was pregnant, I haven't had caffiene. So, I'm going on a year and a half with no caffiene (the occasional sweet tea, though). Well, I do still love the yummy bubbles that a soda provides so I started drinking Sprite (and Sierra Mist at work). I realized that I am packing in the calories by doing so. I have started drinking diet caffiene free pepsi at work. I used to mock those who drank this, because I thought WHY BOTHER with no caffiene or calories. Now I know. I want the bubbles. So, I started hunting for a diet white soda that wasn't awful. Diest 7Up was an immediate no. I stumbled upon Sprite Zero last week and grabbed a 2-Liter to try. To my surprise, it really isn't that bad. It tastes very similar to regular Sprite (my fav white soda) and I am very pleased! I grabbed up a couple cases this weekend and I'm living the good life! Haha.
OK. This was a somewhat long, rather scattered random blog post. Please don't un-friend me over it. At least I feel happier. (O:
Friday, November 20, 2009
Stiff Neck, Day 2
Ugh. Ugh ugh ugh. I am officially off schedule for running, thanks to a stinkin’ stiff neck! I was supposed to run yesterday morning, but first Emilia woke up around 2:20 and was up about 30 minutes…then my alarm went off at 4:05…and I couldn’t turn my neck to the right. So, I reset my alarm and went back to sleep for another hour. I was hoping I would be all better by this morning, and the signs were pointing to ‘yes’…my neck felt great last night and I got a good night’s sleep with no Emilia wake ups… But, when it was time to get up. Stiff Neck.
Now, I may have been able to ‘power through’ this morning and run it out…but there is just something about a stiff neck that affects my entire mood. (As if anyone actually enjoys a stiff neck). So, I didn’t run AGAIN. I am *hoping* that I can squeeze it in sometime this afternoon or evening, that way I’m not too terribly behind.
I got to thinking about it this morning and realized why I’m feeling like a slacker. All the weeks up until now were a challenge. Each week was harder than the last. Now that I’ve hit 25 minutes, I feel like I have accomplished something. So I think Satan is trying to trick me into thinking it would be OK to quit now…I’ve proven that I can do something I put my mind to- I’m running 25 minutes for crying out loud! But I don’t want to give up!! I want to keep going! After this 5k training is done, I want to continue running at least 3 miles a few times a week! Should I call this a hurdle I just have to get past? I’m not sure. But, as of right now, the stiff neck is winning…
Now, I may have been able to ‘power through’ this morning and run it out…but there is just something about a stiff neck that affects my entire mood. (As if anyone actually enjoys a stiff neck). So, I didn’t run AGAIN. I am *hoping* that I can squeeze it in sometime this afternoon or evening, that way I’m not too terribly behind.
I got to thinking about it this morning and realized why I’m feeling like a slacker. All the weeks up until now were a challenge. Each week was harder than the last. Now that I’ve hit 25 minutes, I feel like I have accomplished something. So I think Satan is trying to trick me into thinking it would be OK to quit now…I’ve proven that I can do something I put my mind to- I’m running 25 minutes for crying out loud! But I don’t want to give up!! I want to keep going! After this 5k training is done, I want to continue running at least 3 miles a few times a week! Should I call this a hurdle I just have to get past? I’m not sure. But, as of right now, the stiff neck is winning…
Never a dull moment!
As my good friend, Jaime has so kindly pointed out to me during a (these days) RARE email-athon, I haven’t been blogging lately. Well, let me explain why…ready?
Starting last weekend, I have been going 100miles an hour, non stop. Let’s start with last Saturday....
All was going well, the weekend was shaping up rather nicely and I even got to bed semi-early Saturday night. (Yes, I was excited about going to be early on a Saturday night…I am officially a loser). Jason was still on the couch, half watching tv, half sleeping (his typical weekend schedule…sometimes he makes it to bed, other times he sleeps down there all night). Well, about 2 or 2:30am he comes upstairs and flops down on our bed moaning (in pain). My first thought was annoyance, ‘why is he being so loud, I am SLEEPING!’ But, after a few minutes I realized he was actually in pretty severe pain. So, after a few more minutes of back and forth on whether or not to go to the hospital, I tell him we are going. I knock on his parents’ bedroom door (one nice perk of living with the in-laws) and ask if they mind listening for Emilia, we are going to the hospital. 4 ½ hours later and about 5-6 tests later, we find out he has appendicitis. By 8:00 a.m. they were prepping him for surgery. He had to stay the night Sunday and we didn’t get to leave until 4:00 p.m. on Monday. That made for a rough 2 days on very little sleep.
Now he is on ‘bed rest’ for at least a week, maybe longer. Then, he will have more at home recovery and cannot return to work for an additional 2-3 weeks! This is mostly because he works with contractors at a home improvement store, so he won’t be able to lift before then. Because of this, I have been taking care of Emilia pretty much solo. Of course, his parents help play with her and cuddle her, but it’s all me for bath time, bottles and bedtime. Usually we trade off. I am getting worn out.
Did I mention that this week and next week are J’s two weeks of vacation?? Poor guy! Also, J was scheduled to speak at our church this coming Sunday night. Of course, that has also been put on hold. There were a few church waiting for him to send that out to be considered for positions. So, we had to email them and explain the situation.
On top of that, it looks like we won’t be going to KY for Thanksgiving with my mom, as previously planned. We were going to leave out Wednesday afternoon and come back Thursday afternoon, as we usually do. I was actually excited to go and see my mom’s side of the family and to show off my sweet little girl. Mom had purchased a pop-a-tot for Emilia to try out and we even had a new stereo with ipod capabilities installed in my van. One of Jason’s first thoughts after hearing he would have surgery was that we wouldn’t be able to go. So, I don’t know if he’s just trying to get out of it, or if he really thinks he will be in that much pain. I am *HOPING* that the doctor will tell him he is fine to travel and J will decide to tough it out…but we will see.
Oh, and I’ve been sending out resumes for Jason like MAD this week. There have been new postings almost every day! He has even heard back from a few about filling out additional applications and even had one church say they would like to meet him! (That church is an itsy bitsy one in the hills of Virginia…so, he wants to ask some additional questions before trekking out there at the beginning of the year). We also applied for a position at a church in Edwardsville (15 minutes from where we are now)! I think that one’s probably a long shot since it’s a bigger church and they probably would prefer a little more experience…but I can dream! It’s not actually for the senior pastor, it’s for a small groups minister, so maybe he will have a shot. That would mean not leaving our friends and family.
OK, I feel like I’ve gotten off point. All that is left to say is that I am SO glad it is the weekend and I am Happy Happy Happy to have NO plans!! (O:
Starting last weekend, I have been going 100miles an hour, non stop. Let’s start with last Saturday....
All was going well, the weekend was shaping up rather nicely and I even got to bed semi-early Saturday night. (Yes, I was excited about going to be early on a Saturday night…I am officially a loser). Jason was still on the couch, half watching tv, half sleeping (his typical weekend schedule…sometimes he makes it to bed, other times he sleeps down there all night). Well, about 2 or 2:30am he comes upstairs and flops down on our bed moaning (in pain). My first thought was annoyance, ‘why is he being so loud, I am SLEEPING!’ But, after a few minutes I realized he was actually in pretty severe pain. So, after a few more minutes of back and forth on whether or not to go to the hospital, I tell him we are going. I knock on his parents’ bedroom door (one nice perk of living with the in-laws) and ask if they mind listening for Emilia, we are going to the hospital. 4 ½ hours later and about 5-6 tests later, we find out he has appendicitis. By 8:00 a.m. they were prepping him for surgery. He had to stay the night Sunday and we didn’t get to leave until 4:00 p.m. on Monday. That made for a rough 2 days on very little sleep.
Now he is on ‘bed rest’ for at least a week, maybe longer. Then, he will have more at home recovery and cannot return to work for an additional 2-3 weeks! This is mostly because he works with contractors at a home improvement store, so he won’t be able to lift before then. Because of this, I have been taking care of Emilia pretty much solo. Of course, his parents help play with her and cuddle her, but it’s all me for bath time, bottles and bedtime. Usually we trade off. I am getting worn out.
Did I mention that this week and next week are J’s two weeks of vacation?? Poor guy! Also, J was scheduled to speak at our church this coming Sunday night. Of course, that has also been put on hold. There were a few church waiting for him to send that out to be considered for positions. So, we had to email them and explain the situation.
On top of that, it looks like we won’t be going to KY for Thanksgiving with my mom, as previously planned. We were going to leave out Wednesday afternoon and come back Thursday afternoon, as we usually do. I was actually excited to go and see my mom’s side of the family and to show off my sweet little girl. Mom had purchased a pop-a-tot for Emilia to try out and we even had a new stereo with ipod capabilities installed in my van. One of Jason’s first thoughts after hearing he would have surgery was that we wouldn’t be able to go. So, I don’t know if he’s just trying to get out of it, or if he really thinks he will be in that much pain. I am *HOPING* that the doctor will tell him he is fine to travel and J will decide to tough it out…but we will see.
Oh, and I’ve been sending out resumes for Jason like MAD this week. There have been new postings almost every day! He has even heard back from a few about filling out additional applications and even had one church say they would like to meet him! (That church is an itsy bitsy one in the hills of Virginia…so, he wants to ask some additional questions before trekking out there at the beginning of the year). We also applied for a position at a church in Edwardsville (15 minutes from where we are now)! I think that one’s probably a long shot since it’s a bigger church and they probably would prefer a little more experience…but I can dream! It’s not actually for the senior pastor, it’s for a small groups minister, so maybe he will have a shot. That would mean not leaving our friends and family.
OK, I feel like I’ve gotten off point. All that is left to say is that I am SO glad it is the weekend and I am Happy Happy Happy to have NO plans!! (O:
Friday, November 13, 2009
Bring on the snow!
I am officially ready for bad weather!
Well, actually, I am *almost* ready for bad weather….I ordered my new rain boots online today!! Woo hoo!! After 700 visits to Target’s website, I had my choices narrowed down to three.
I liked these birdie ones because they were a neutral color and different than any others I have seen walking around.
This pair I loved because of the color combo- I am obsessed with pink and brown together and we all know I live for polka dots.
Well, actually, I am *almost* ready for bad weather….I ordered my new rain boots online today!! Woo hoo!! After 700 visits to Target’s website, I had my choices narrowed down to three.
I liked these birdie ones because they were a neutral color and different than any others I have seen walking around.
This pair I loved because of the color combo- I am obsessed with pink and brown together and we all know I live for polka dots.
This pair stole my heart! I am all about Crayon Green and again, living for polka dots.
The first 699(ish) times I searched the site, only the first 2 pairs were in the running. Until today! They had a whole bunch of new ones listed and the green ones definitely went to the top of the list.
Unfortunately, my best email buddy, Jaime was “too busy working” to help me decide (booo hiss!). So, I called on another friend, Neely, who is a rain boot wearer (she is one of the main people that encouraged me to purchase rain boots in the first place) and I knew she would be honest. We agreed instantly, but just had to list the reasons why these were better than the other two.
And the Winner is......the lovely green! (O:
I read all the reviews, and am a little nervous…one said the dots that appear white online are actually a pale yellow. Then, another one said they were a light cream or off white color. SOOO, we shall see. I really wish they would be stark white dots, but I suppose off white or cream won’t be so bad. I just hope they don’t look awful with the white fleece liners I purchased for them.
My order confirmation says they will be delivered sometime between Dec. 3 and Dec. 21…come on!! What’s the hold up?? I hope they might come sooner…can’t wait!! (O:
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Now it is getting harder...
I guess I should recap the last few days of my Couch to 5K training…even though I do not want to relive parts of it. Hopefully I will look back at these posts someday, and say “WOW, Look at how far I have come!” But right now, I am finding it hard to press on.
The first few weeks, honestly, were kind of easy. I am in no way saying that I was in any sort of good physical shape. But, they were short runs. I could force myself to run for 3 and 5 minutes because they were short and I knew they would be over soon. But, as the weeks go on, (obviously) the runs get longer…and I get more scared.
Last Friday was a decent run. It was walk 5, jog 8, walk 5, jog 8. It was the first time I have ever run outside, so that by itself was a new (not so fun) challenge. I had several factors working against me that day. First, I noticed a bunch of school-age girls running the track. It must have been Girls on the Run, a big program in our area, because they even had a table of water set out and teachers at every corner of the track. But, I thought to myself, if these little knee scratchers pass me up, I am going to die. Luckily, that never happened. *sigh of relief*. Next, my outfit was all wrong. It was a breezy, beautiful day and I wore mesh athletic pants and a running top. Well, the pants are a size too big because I like the roominess for lounging and they are the only pair I have, so I had to wear them for running too. So, the pants kept sliding down and the shirt (for the first time ever) kept riding up. I don’t think my midsection was ever actually exposed, but I really hate when clothes Just Meet at the middle, so I was constantly pulling the pants up and the shirt down. Talk about distracting.
On top of all this, I was discouraged right off the bat. As soon as I started running, my knees started hurting (I have Bad knees) and everything felt different. But, I made myself push on. And I did it! I even ran a whole 6 seconds longer on the second 8minute run! I was so proud. (O:
Even with that great run under my belt, the 20 minute run coming up was still daunting to me. I was anxious about it the whole 2 days leading up to it. I didn’t get to do it until Sunday afternoon, which might have added to my issues. (I am usually an early morning jogger- during the week I wake up at 4:30 a.m. to get my run in before getting ready for work. That is SO NOT FUN, but I like to get it out of the way so I can’t come up with excuses later on for why not to do it. And most days, it actually energizes me and I end up having a great day.)
Anyway, I waited until a few hours after lunchtime, hoping to avoid cramping up. It did not go well AT ALL! By 8 or 9 minutes I felt like I was dying, and just knowing I still had 12 minutes to go was like torture. It was then that I realized that the long runs do me in because, unlike the short runs, they won’t be over quickly. I have to keep going and going and going. I made the mistake of turning the TV on while running, hoping it would keep my mind off what I was doing and make time fly by. No such luck, it ended up being a huge distraction- my breathing was off and I just wasn’t focused. Then, I tried to get a sip of water (I’m struggling with a bad cold and cough, so my throat is Always drying out)…and what do you think happened next? I flung my arms in despair and accidentally knocked the safety key off! So, the whole treadmill STOPS. At 12ish minutes, it stops. I am instantly ticked off. Even though I was hating this run, I didn’t want to screw up and not finish. So, I allowed myself 30 seconds of walking, and then ran out another 8 minutes. It was awful. I was so disappointed in myself, I felt like such a failure. I actually went up to the upstairs bathroom, locked the door, and cried in the dark I was so upset. I cried hard. It was a mixture of being so tired from the run, low on sugar and completely angry at myself.
After several minutes, I pulled myself together and got in the shower. I had texted a few of my fellow training buddies and they gave me lots of encouragement. I remembered something my friend Jaime sent me from a comment on her blog. It said something about ‘there will be good runs and bad runs’. This was definitely a bad run. And, in the end, that is what I chalked it up to. It was a bad run, and now it is behind me.
I learned that I have to allow myself be not always be great. Sometimes, I will fail. Sometimes I won’t be able to finish. And that is OK. I can’t beat myself every time I have a bad day. I just need to keep going.
(I kind of lost my train of thought…I had to get a couple things done at work, and now I’m back…I think that is all I wanted to say!)
Oh, and Jaime picked up our totally awesome, matching hot pink running jackets for the Gingerbread 5K! Can't wait to wear it! I have decided that I'm not allowed to wear it until the race. Well, maybe for the week leading up to the race, since those will definitely be outside and I'll be cold. Plus, the last week is all 30 minute runs, so basically, by then I've made it! (O:
The first few weeks, honestly, were kind of easy. I am in no way saying that I was in any sort of good physical shape. But, they were short runs. I could force myself to run for 3 and 5 minutes because they were short and I knew they would be over soon. But, as the weeks go on, (obviously) the runs get longer…and I get more scared.
Last Friday was a decent run. It was walk 5, jog 8, walk 5, jog 8. It was the first time I have ever run outside, so that by itself was a new (not so fun) challenge. I had several factors working against me that day. First, I noticed a bunch of school-age girls running the track. It must have been Girls on the Run, a big program in our area, because they even had a table of water set out and teachers at every corner of the track. But, I thought to myself, if these little knee scratchers pass me up, I am going to die. Luckily, that never happened. *sigh of relief*. Next, my outfit was all wrong. It was a breezy, beautiful day and I wore mesh athletic pants and a running top. Well, the pants are a size too big because I like the roominess for lounging and they are the only pair I have, so I had to wear them for running too. So, the pants kept sliding down and the shirt (for the first time ever) kept riding up. I don’t think my midsection was ever actually exposed, but I really hate when clothes Just Meet at the middle, so I was constantly pulling the pants up and the shirt down. Talk about distracting.
On top of all this, I was discouraged right off the bat. As soon as I started running, my knees started hurting (I have Bad knees) and everything felt different. But, I made myself push on. And I did it! I even ran a whole 6 seconds longer on the second 8minute run! I was so proud. (O:
Even with that great run under my belt, the 20 minute run coming up was still daunting to me. I was anxious about it the whole 2 days leading up to it. I didn’t get to do it until Sunday afternoon, which might have added to my issues. (I am usually an early morning jogger- during the week I wake up at 4:30 a.m. to get my run in before getting ready for work. That is SO NOT FUN, but I like to get it out of the way so I can’t come up with excuses later on for why not to do it. And most days, it actually energizes me and I end up having a great day.)
Anyway, I waited until a few hours after lunchtime, hoping to avoid cramping up. It did not go well AT ALL! By 8 or 9 minutes I felt like I was dying, and just knowing I still had 12 minutes to go was like torture. It was then that I realized that the long runs do me in because, unlike the short runs, they won’t be over quickly. I have to keep going and going and going. I made the mistake of turning the TV on while running, hoping it would keep my mind off what I was doing and make time fly by. No such luck, it ended up being a huge distraction- my breathing was off and I just wasn’t focused. Then, I tried to get a sip of water (I’m struggling with a bad cold and cough, so my throat is Always drying out)…and what do you think happened next? I flung my arms in despair and accidentally knocked the safety key off! So, the whole treadmill STOPS. At 12ish minutes, it stops. I am instantly ticked off. Even though I was hating this run, I didn’t want to screw up and not finish. So, I allowed myself 30 seconds of walking, and then ran out another 8 minutes. It was awful. I was so disappointed in myself, I felt like such a failure. I actually went up to the upstairs bathroom, locked the door, and cried in the dark I was so upset. I cried hard. It was a mixture of being so tired from the run, low on sugar and completely angry at myself.
After several minutes, I pulled myself together and got in the shower. I had texted a few of my fellow training buddies and they gave me lots of encouragement. I remembered something my friend Jaime sent me from a comment on her blog. It said something about ‘there will be good runs and bad runs’. This was definitely a bad run. And, in the end, that is what I chalked it up to. It was a bad run, and now it is behind me.
I learned that I have to allow myself be not always be great. Sometimes, I will fail. Sometimes I won’t be able to finish. And that is OK. I can’t beat myself every time I have a bad day. I just need to keep going.
(I kind of lost my train of thought…I had to get a couple things done at work, and now I’m back…I think that is all I wanted to say!)
Oh, and Jaime picked up our totally awesome, matching hot pink running jackets for the Gingerbread 5K! Can't wait to wear it! I have decided that I'm not allowed to wear it until the race. Well, maybe for the week leading up to the race, since those will definitely be outside and I'll be cold. Plus, the last week is all 30 minute runs, so basically, by then I've made it! (O:
Friday, November 6, 2009
iStock Update~
Well, that was quick...not sure that is a good sign. Buuut, my application was returned again. The picture of Avery was rejected because it was too similar (Since I alread had one baby shot)...they told me "+++too many babies".
The good news though- Elise's picture was accepted!! That means I only need ONE MORE photo before I can actually upload pictures to be sold. It has to be something new and completely different from either of my other two. So, I told Jason I'm taking his camera and going for a long walk this weekend. I will shoot whatever I see that interests me. I am also hoping to spend a little more time online today checking out what does well for others. Maybe I just need to understand what iStock is looking for.
Anyway, I'm happy that so far I have TWO photos that are up to snuff. Maybe that means the hobby I enjoy so much can grow and I'm actually somewhat good at it. (O:
The good news though- Elise's picture was accepted!! That means I only need ONE MORE photo before I can actually upload pictures to be sold. It has to be something new and completely different from either of my other two. So, I told Jason I'm taking his camera and going for a long walk this weekend. I will shoot whatever I see that interests me. I am also hoping to spend a little more time online today checking out what does well for others. Maybe I just need to understand what iStock is looking for.
Anyway, I'm happy that so far I have TWO photos that are up to snuff. Maybe that means the hobby I enjoy so much can grow and I'm actually somewhat good at it. (O:
Breathing seems to be optional...
Yep, I have a head cold. I am pretty sure my sweet, little girl gave it to me. She has been snot-nosed since Sunday and so now neither of us is doing too hot. Right now, I feel supremely congested, but there is nothing left to blow (thanks for sharing, I know). I really would not mind this congestion, well actually I do mind, I would rather be feeling well, but my point is- this darn congestion is interfering with my running!
Today is supposed to be Day 2 of Week 5, which entails two 8-minute runs with a walking break in between…I didn’t do it this morning because I wanted to sleep in a little (J is home today, so he was on Emilia morning duty). It was nice to get an extra 45 minutes of sleep this morning. I have plans to do my run this afternoon at the park. I can just see it now…huffing and puffing along, hocking lugees and snots dripping out my nose. What a lovely site! (You are welcome for the visual!)
I am still fully intending to run after work, but I am not looking forward to the not-breathing part. Breathing through my nose is next to impossible at the moment, and when it does happen, it is overly labored. At least I will be running alone- no one will have to witness this horrific event. (haha)
My oldest (# of years of friendship oldest, not oldest age) friend Jessca just finished week 3 of C25K this morning and asked me for a ‘Victory!' through texting. I smiled and obliged. We talked for a while last night on the phone and it was mostly about running…What. The. Heck. Has. Happened. To. Us??? We are two Nooon-Runners. I’m glad she is doing this training too- I am already researching 5K races in January for our whole runners group to do. Jaime and I will have to keep up with our running throughout December and Jessca should be done with her training by January and ready for a race! I see hot pink shirts in our near future…(O: (PS- Jaime, how are we going to do these shirts so they are visible for a December run?? Long sleeve dry fit with something else underneath? This will take some research!)
I don’t know who of you out there are runners already, but if not, maybe my journey can inspire you to do so. If you would have asked me 5 weeks ago to run 8 minutes without stopping and be excited about it, I would have punched you in the throat (not really). But now, I KNOW I can do this and I am so excited! I need to get healthy, and I have taken many baby steps, but I am on my way to a healthier lifestyle. Running is a big part of that. What a great way to stay in shape. You don’t need any big fancy equipment, just some clothes and a good pair of running shoes- Bing Bang Boom. At first when my friend Margo told me “If I can do this, You can do it”, I didn’t really believe her. But she is RIGHT! Anyone can do this program.
I’ll stop now, before you think I’m also drinking their Kool-Aid…which maybe I am, don’t judge me! (O:
Today is supposed to be Day 2 of Week 5, which entails two 8-minute runs with a walking break in between…I didn’t do it this morning because I wanted to sleep in a little (J is home today, so he was on Emilia morning duty). It was nice to get an extra 45 minutes of sleep this morning. I have plans to do my run this afternoon at the park. I can just see it now…huffing and puffing along, hocking lugees and snots dripping out my nose. What a lovely site! (You are welcome for the visual!)
I am still fully intending to run after work, but I am not looking forward to the not-breathing part. Breathing through my nose is next to impossible at the moment, and when it does happen, it is overly labored. At least I will be running alone- no one will have to witness this horrific event. (haha)
My oldest (# of years of friendship oldest, not oldest age) friend Jessca just finished week 3 of C25K this morning and asked me for a ‘Victory!' through texting. I smiled and obliged. We talked for a while last night on the phone and it was mostly about running…What. The. Heck. Has. Happened. To. Us??? We are two Nooon-Runners. I’m glad she is doing this training too- I am already researching 5K races in January for our whole runners group to do. Jaime and I will have to keep up with our running throughout December and Jessca should be done with her training by January and ready for a race! I see hot pink shirts in our near future…(O: (PS- Jaime, how are we going to do these shirts so they are visible for a December run?? Long sleeve dry fit with something else underneath? This will take some research!)
I don’t know who of you out there are runners already, but if not, maybe my journey can inspire you to do so. If you would have asked me 5 weeks ago to run 8 minutes without stopping and be excited about it, I would have punched you in the throat (not really). But now, I KNOW I can do this and I am so excited! I need to get healthy, and I have taken many baby steps, but I am on my way to a healthier lifestyle. Running is a big part of that. What a great way to stay in shape. You don’t need any big fancy equipment, just some clothes and a good pair of running shoes- Bing Bang Boom. At first when my friend Margo told me “If I can do this, You can do it”, I didn’t really believe her. But she is RIGHT! Anyone can do this program.
I’ll stop now, before you think I’m also drinking their Kool-Aid…which maybe I am, don’t judge me! (O:
Thursday, November 5, 2009
iStockPhoto
OK, I know I have been MIA for a WEEK (thanks Jaime, for pointing that out...haha)
I guess I have just been busy busy busy...with what, I don't know. But, since work has decided we have to restrict internet time to our lunch breaks, I haven't been on as much.
I have a little bit of my lunch break left and so, instead of emailing this to my friend, Jaime, as I was just about to do, I will post it here, for everyone to read and be excited about! (O:
As you know, I am working on getting into photography- learning from Jason, playing around with his camera and practicing on anyone who will sit still (or as she rolls, in the case of Emilia). Well, he is part of a website called iStockphoto. Basically, one uploads photos for approval and upon approval, they are available to the world for purchase. Mostly they are used for advertisements or in books or on the web. With each download of a certain photo, the photographer makes a little money.
There are a lot of people out there doing this as a full time job and making good money doing so. J only does it as a hobby, in his spare time. But he has made enough in the past few years to purchased the flat screen 42'' TV he wanted, both an HD and BluRay DVD player, new camera pieces, etc. So, he is doing pretty good for something he only does in his free time.
Well, I decided one step towards my own photography hobby should be to make myself a member of this website and see if I could be accepted to upload photos. I don't think I had high expectations of actually succeeding in this (don't we all love self-doubt...) but I tried.
Here's the deal- you have to look over some info about lighting, model releases, focus, etc. and take a quick quiz. Once you pass that, you then upload 3 images as part of the application process. These won't actually be uploaded to your page for purchase, this is just to be approved to do so. When I did my first application uploads, I only had Emilia's 6-month pictures to work with, so I uploaded 3 of them and said a prayer.
It takes a couple weeks to hear back, and when I did, it wasn't great news. It said something about my photos were too similar (which I knew would be the case). So, I figured all 3 had been rejected. Well! I just got back on today to look around (I keep researching what others are doing to try and better myself and to know what to do) and thought I'd look at my application again. ONE of my three pictures was actually approved!! They just sent back the other 2 because they were too similar to the first. But, one made it through!
This might not seem like any sort of big deal, but I'm excited. It means that what I shot was GOOD. Good enough for iStock! It gave me a renewed energy and excitement. So, I browsed through all the pictures I took at our Halloween party last weekend and put up two different pictures of two different people. (See below). So, in a couple weeks we will see what they think about these. If not, I'll keep trying.
(Oh, and side note- Jaime~~ your hard wood floors look great as the background on Avery's picture...I might be using them again soon!) (O:
(also note, while these may seem somewhat bland, that is kind of the point. You want to have pictures that also have room for the advertiser to fill up with words. At least, that's what J tells me, haha.)
*Special thanks to Elise (@elise is...content) and Avery for being so beautiful! (O:
Oh, and here's the picture that was accepted. (O:
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