Well, I'm not 100% but I'm definitely on the way there. I have kept up with the neti pot and also had a lot of soup and tea.
As the last few posts have indicated, I'm trying to recapture the magic I had going on last semester with the healthy behaviors. Today I FINALLY managed to get up earlier than 8 am, for the first time in probably 3 months. I leave for Arizona tomorrow and have to catch a shuttle to the airport at 6:45, so I had to reassure myself that I'm physically capable of getting up that early. But this is promising - next week when I get back, 6 am is going to be my wake-up time every day, which also probably means that 10 pm is going to be my bed time. But I MUST get back into the gym to do cardio intervals and weight lifting. These are so important and I haven't done them in ages.
So, the priority for the next 24 hours leading up to the AZ trip is to stay healthy and get packed, and to set myself up for success when I get back. I'm bringing my running gear and a lot of healthy foods with me, and I intend to get myself out of the hotel as much as possible to walk around, get sun and feel good.
today:
m1: kashi go-lean, blueberries
m2: almonds, pear
m3: hummus & veg sandwich, carrots
m4: protein shake
m5: ?
m6: ?
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Sunday, February 17, 2008
sick sick sick
I've been ignoring this blog, and ignoring most of my fitness-related blogs that I usually read, as I've been plodding along not working out and eating only so-so. But now at least I sort of have a good excuse, I am sick.
I missed my long run yesterday because of this gross cold/sinus/cough/gross thing, and then of course today I was even worse so it just ain't happening this weekend. But I went out today and bought: several kinds of tea, lentil soup mix, emergen-c, and a neti pot. I've been meaning to get a neti pot for ages, since I first heard from friends that it was the greatest thing ever. I have now tried it once and I'm not sure it's the greatest ever, but I didn't drown and my head does feel a bit less clogged. Though the water was super-salty, which I don't totally get. My skin feels a bit puffy now and I think it's the salt. But the gallons of tea and water that I'm mainlining should hopefully help out. I'm going to keep doing it until I leave for AZ on Wednesday and maybe even take that and my special sea salt along for the trip.
Wednesday thru Sunday I'll be in Arizona competing in an appellate advocacy competition that centers around Native American legal issues, which I'm super stoked for. I've been practicing for a month so I feel pretty ready to take on all these other law students from around the country. And I'm bringing all my running gear of course, and I vow to get in at least one, but ideally more like three delightful warm weather runs around the Arizona State campus and the little city of Tempe where I'm staying. And I'm also bringing the old swimsuit since our hotel has an outdoor (heated) pool. So, yay to convenient fitness stuff. I'm also bringing some of those high-protein clif bars and maybe some protein shake mix because I have no clue what the vegan options will be at the competition. Most of the time I'll be on my own and I think the southwest and especially this college town will be pretty veg-friendly, so I'm not too worried. I'm excited about good Mexican food, which is tough to come by around here.
So, things are slow going these days. I've been seeing better numbers on my weigh-ins, but still not great - I'm still around 15 lb heavier than my lowest last semester, which is disheartening. When I get back from AZ, I'm going back on the exact menu I was doing last semester and I'm not going to let dating or school or any of this bologna get me off track.
I missed my long run yesterday because of this gross cold/sinus/cough/gross thing, and then of course today I was even worse so it just ain't happening this weekend. But I went out today and bought: several kinds of tea, lentil soup mix, emergen-c, and a neti pot. I've been meaning to get a neti pot for ages, since I first heard from friends that it was the greatest thing ever. I have now tried it once and I'm not sure it's the greatest ever, but I didn't drown and my head does feel a bit less clogged. Though the water was super-salty, which I don't totally get. My skin feels a bit puffy now and I think it's the salt. But the gallons of tea and water that I'm mainlining should hopefully help out. I'm going to keep doing it until I leave for AZ on Wednesday and maybe even take that and my special sea salt along for the trip.
Wednesday thru Sunday I'll be in Arizona competing in an appellate advocacy competition that centers around Native American legal issues, which I'm super stoked for. I've been practicing for a month so I feel pretty ready to take on all these other law students from around the country. And I'm bringing all my running gear of course, and I vow to get in at least one, but ideally more like three delightful warm weather runs around the Arizona State campus and the little city of Tempe where I'm staying. And I'm also bringing the old swimsuit since our hotel has an outdoor (heated) pool. So, yay to convenient fitness stuff. I'm also bringing some of those high-protein clif bars and maybe some protein shake mix because I have no clue what the vegan options will be at the competition. Most of the time I'll be on my own and I think the southwest and especially this college town will be pretty veg-friendly, so I'm not too worried. I'm excited about good Mexican food, which is tough to come by around here.
So, things are slow going these days. I've been seeing better numbers on my weigh-ins, but still not great - I'm still around 15 lb heavier than my lowest last semester, which is disheartening. When I get back from AZ, I'm going back on the exact menu I was doing last semester and I'm not going to let dating or school or any of this bologna get me off track.
Saturday, February 9, 2008
A little less slow
So, I had a really, like, incredibly amazing run today. Seriously. Let me set this up, to be remembered for the ages. I was in a crappy mood when I woke up and realized that I had slept in AGAIN despite having gone to bed reasonably early last night, which meant that I wouldn't have a lot of time to get ready for running and that AGAIN I probably wouldn't get homework done, blah. But I put on my running clothes, which I laid out last night in anticipation of this very internal conflict. Did I mention my running partner is out of town for the weekend?
Anyway, so I moped around and started convincing myself not to go, because I had a lunch date at 1:30 and it was already getting close to 11:30, when my plan had been to run at 11. But I wasn't going to change out of those clothes, so I made up my mind to do 4 miles - same as last week, a short one, but at least I was going to get out there. When I got outside I thought about turning back because it was raining and I was a little worried that either I would freeze or that I'd slip and fall and not have the old running partner to call an ambulance to haul me away. But it wasn't raining that hard, and it wasn't that cold, and thankfully it stayed that way.
I made it to my starting point in the park at 12:12 pm, started running. I said to myself, if I keep up a 12 min/mile pace, I will be back here at 12:50 and make it home in time to shower before my date. Well, clearly I am no mathematical genius, since that is actually 38 mins, not 48. So when I had about 3/4 of a mile to go, I got kind of bummed out to realize that I wasn't quite going to make it. I only had like 3 mins left and I'm obviously not running 3/4 of a mile in 3 mins. I started to feel sad about how I would never beat my road race time from December when I had a chest cold and hadn't run over a mile in like 4 months.
But oh, hallelujah. In fact I had been running for 10 mins less than I thought. So I picked up the pace a bit, and I got this huge retarded grin on my face. A good song came on my ipod shuffle. I kept going. And then just before I was going to round the corner for the last short leg, the Dropkick Murphys song "Tessie" came on. This is the best kind of runners high there is - on track for a new personal best, feeling on top of the damn world, and then a big time Boston pride song comes on for the very end of my amazing run. You better believe I sprinted that mofo, probably a little less than a quarter mile. With a huge-ass grin, that evoked some smiles and laughs from a few tourists who were walking around the park.
43 mins for 4 miles. It's still damn slow, but it's 2:30 faster than my December race time, and that was with a huge crowd encouraging me along. I cannot wait to go run another 4 mile race and see how much faster I can go. It made me realize that for all that it helps me, it's possible that running with a partner may be slowing me down. I think we both could be going faster but it's scary to try and push it sometimes. With music on, you don't really feel it as much, but without music, and with trying to have a conversation during a 4-6 mile run, often you feel every twinge. But with this one under my belt, maybe next week I'll be ready to push us to pick up the pace.
Anyway, so I moped around and started convincing myself not to go, because I had a lunch date at 1:30 and it was already getting close to 11:30, when my plan had been to run at 11. But I wasn't going to change out of those clothes, so I made up my mind to do 4 miles - same as last week, a short one, but at least I was going to get out there. When I got outside I thought about turning back because it was raining and I was a little worried that either I would freeze or that I'd slip and fall and not have the old running partner to call an ambulance to haul me away. But it wasn't raining that hard, and it wasn't that cold, and thankfully it stayed that way.
I made it to my starting point in the park at 12:12 pm, started running. I said to myself, if I keep up a 12 min/mile pace, I will be back here at 12:50 and make it home in time to shower before my date. Well, clearly I am no mathematical genius, since that is actually 38 mins, not 48. So when I had about 3/4 of a mile to go, I got kind of bummed out to realize that I wasn't quite going to make it. I only had like 3 mins left and I'm obviously not running 3/4 of a mile in 3 mins. I started to feel sad about how I would never beat my road race time from December when I had a chest cold and hadn't run over a mile in like 4 months.
But oh, hallelujah. In fact I had been running for 10 mins less than I thought. So I picked up the pace a bit, and I got this huge retarded grin on my face. A good song came on my ipod shuffle. I kept going. And then just before I was going to round the corner for the last short leg, the Dropkick Murphys song "Tessie" came on. This is the best kind of runners high there is - on track for a new personal best, feeling on top of the damn world, and then a big time Boston pride song comes on for the very end of my amazing run. You better believe I sprinted that mofo, probably a little less than a quarter mile. With a huge-ass grin, that evoked some smiles and laughs from a few tourists who were walking around the park.
43 mins for 4 miles. It's still damn slow, but it's 2:30 faster than my December race time, and that was with a huge crowd encouraging me along. I cannot wait to go run another 4 mile race and see how much faster I can go. It made me realize that for all that it helps me, it's possible that running with a partner may be slowing me down. I think we both could be going faster but it's scary to try and push it sometimes. With music on, you don't really feel it as much, but without music, and with trying to have a conversation during a 4-6 mile run, often you feel every twinge. But with this one under my belt, maybe next week I'll be ready to push us to pick up the pace.
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
ok, let's get this show on the road here
Well, it is officially February - in fact, February is officially already flying by. And I officially missed my training run today, which is annoying, especially since during the time I was skipping my run to do work on my law journal stuff, I was totally not doing any work.
But, you know what they say about tomorrow being another day. I've pretty much already decided not to go to my morning class (not a great decision, but I get at least a couple freebies and I've made it every time so far). So, that's out of the way, but I have a crapload of other stuff to do but on the plus side I did a zillion loads of laundry today so I have workout clothes (and other clothes suitable for leaving the house, plus socks, yay).
So, plan for tomorrow: get up and do a bit of homeworky stuff, hit the gym and bust out 3 miles or so on the treadmill, figure out where a Catholic church is located and go get ashed up, go to lunchtime panel about the election, a bit more homework, class, oral argument practice, and then home at 6 to (yay) do more homework/law journal editing stuff and walk around without pants because my roommate is going out of town.
Oh, but that is the other thing I wanted to document - this weekend I'll be doing my long run solo, since the roommate's girlfriend is my training partner and she's headed out of town with him. I have yet to figure out my exact route but I'm scheduled for 7 miles, and I'm going to just figure out a combination of my Central Park routes that comes out to about that much. Jeeeepers. Never in my life did I ever think I'd be doing such a crazy thing, especially not in February north of the Mason Dixon line. Love it.
But, you know what they say about tomorrow being another day. I've pretty much already decided not to go to my morning class (not a great decision, but I get at least a couple freebies and I've made it every time so far). So, that's out of the way, but I have a crapload of other stuff to do but on the plus side I did a zillion loads of laundry today so I have workout clothes (and other clothes suitable for leaving the house, plus socks, yay).
So, plan for tomorrow: get up and do a bit of homeworky stuff, hit the gym and bust out 3 miles or so on the treadmill, figure out where a Catholic church is located and go get ashed up, go to lunchtime panel about the election, a bit more homework, class, oral argument practice, and then home at 6 to (yay) do more homework/law journal editing stuff and walk around without pants because my roommate is going out of town.
Oh, but that is the other thing I wanted to document - this weekend I'll be doing my long run solo, since the roommate's girlfriend is my training partner and she's headed out of town with him. I have yet to figure out my exact route but I'm scheduled for 7 miles, and I'm going to just figure out a combination of my Central Park routes that comes out to about that much. Jeeeepers. Never in my life did I ever think I'd be doing such a crazy thing, especially not in February north of the Mason Dixon line. Love it.
Saturday, February 2, 2008
Don't Bring Me Down, Bruce
Haven't posted here for a while, because I've been wallowing in self-pity. Well, not exactly - more like wallowing in my unhealthy lifestyle.
Here is the challenge these days: trying to stay on top of school work (ha - not happening) and get in at least a couple of weekday runs every week (yeah right) and also be out dating (this is happening, and it's involving a lot of drinking, late nights and eating).
My major success has been keeping up with long Saturday runs, because I have an awesome running partner and I live really nearby to beautiful Central Park. It is so invigorating to jog by all these awesome landmarks and climb to the top of steep hills and imagine that I'm doing it surrounded by green cliffs and geysers and hot springs. I'm really determined to get there. And we're doing a half-marathon now in May so I have an intermediate goal to shoot for. So, that is going swimmingly, and I'm going to keep adding distance and do my very best to get in those all-important weekday shorter runs to keep my body accustomed to running.
Diet is not so great, largely because of (1) dates, (2) I don't feel like eating healthy food and (3) I haven't been good at getting up early, so packing lunch makes me late for class. I've been doing it anyway, but I hate being late for class - someone stole my seat the other day!
I'm going with the flow, trying not to get stressed, trying to feel in control of it all, and especially trying not to sweat the number on the scale (even though I'm doing the 3fatchicks.com Biggest Loser challenge so I have to weigh in every week and post it). Today I'm going to go for a run and then I have a date afterwards - drinks then a movie - and I'm going to come home and probably skip the party I was invited to so I can do some damn homework and get to bed at a reasonable hour. I have a lot of work to do tomorrow.
Less than 3 weeks until I go to Arizona (a school-related trip). If that's not an incentive to try and drop 10 lb so I can look cute in a tank top and jeans (and to buy a cute top or two for wearing out to a club) I just don't know what is.
Here is the challenge these days: trying to stay on top of school work (ha - not happening) and get in at least a couple of weekday runs every week (yeah right) and also be out dating (this is happening, and it's involving a lot of drinking, late nights and eating).
My major success has been keeping up with long Saturday runs, because I have an awesome running partner and I live really nearby to beautiful Central Park. It is so invigorating to jog by all these awesome landmarks and climb to the top of steep hills and imagine that I'm doing it surrounded by green cliffs and geysers and hot springs. I'm really determined to get there. And we're doing a half-marathon now in May so I have an intermediate goal to shoot for. So, that is going swimmingly, and I'm going to keep adding distance and do my very best to get in those all-important weekday shorter runs to keep my body accustomed to running.
Diet is not so great, largely because of (1) dates, (2) I don't feel like eating healthy food and (3) I haven't been good at getting up early, so packing lunch makes me late for class. I've been doing it anyway, but I hate being late for class - someone stole my seat the other day!
I'm going with the flow, trying not to get stressed, trying to feel in control of it all, and especially trying not to sweat the number on the scale (even though I'm doing the 3fatchicks.com Biggest Loser challenge so I have to weigh in every week and post it). Today I'm going to go for a run and then I have a date afterwards - drinks then a movie - and I'm going to come home and probably skip the party I was invited to so I can do some damn homework and get to bed at a reasonable hour. I have a lot of work to do tomorrow.
Less than 3 weeks until I go to Arizona (a school-related trip). If that's not an incentive to try and drop 10 lb so I can look cute in a tank top and jeans (and to buy a cute top or two for wearing out to a club) I just don't know what is.
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