I am a day late in reporting in, but Monday got away from me.
I found a funny mole on my husband’s back over the weekend so that meant I had to get him in to see the Dermatologist on Monday morning to have it removed. Thankfully, the dermatologist didn’t think it was bad but took it off anyway.
But back to Sunday. I finally got out for my long run in the mid-afternoon. I headed east for the first time in forever and ran out 3.5 km and back. 7 km done! The wind was in my face on the way out and to my back on the way home and somehow I ended up with a few negative split kilometers by the end.
Overall pace was a bit faster than the last two weeks and I felt it in my legs a bit. I have to remember to try to keep these longer runs slower!
After a wonderful evening with my best friend and her partner, after eating prime rib and Yorkshire pudding and 3.5 bottles of wine among us, I woke up Sunday morning with a slight hangover and a tummy that was not happy about all the food. I hate to get graphic but I had a very upset tummy that morning, well actually, more like in the middle of the night, reminiscent of the stomach flu but thankfully no vomiting.
Remember, hubby and I have been on a healthy eating kick. We have small dinners of protein and veggies, no dessert and no booze. My system clearly didn’t appreciate the high fat and alcohol all at the same time. So Sunday morning came and I was like, “Long run? Not a chance.”
Instead we took the kids out and ended up at an aquarium store. A couple of hours later, we came home with a companion for our mama crayfish, a new aquarium for the two and a fire eel!!!!
Mama crayfish is the red/orange one. Royal blue crayfish is her new companion. The rainbow pebbles were chosen by our daughter.
We found the eel hiding under this rock a few hours after putting him in the tank. He is a bottom dweller and likes to hide. I think his little snout sticking out is super cute.
So it was around 5:30pm when we were done setting up the homes of our new family members and I decided it was now or never to run. So I suited up and forced myself to go out. I’m so glad I did. Though it was super slow, it felt great to be back out there pounding the pavement. I didn’t increase the distance too much, I had planned 6.7 km (10% increase from last week), but finished at 6.5 km due to general fatigue. Still, it’s in the books and I feel good about it overall.
Two months ago, I started tracking what I ate with My Fitness Pal. My husband and I had both gained weight, or more accurately, were not losing weight, and he wanted to start eating better and exercising more to see if it would help his chronic kidney disease. So together we decided to put an end to our big dinners and wine during the week. We started eating more protein and veggies at dinner and minimized the carbs – ie. no pasta, no bread – and less deep fried foods. We also stopped having dessert every night – no more Halloween chocolate, no cookies after dinner, etc. Wine is only on Friday and Saturday night now.
After a few weeks husband started noticing a difference and with me tracking my calories and trying to adjust my macros, I started seeing subtle differences in the way my clothes fit. He is running more during the week when the kids are at school and I am back on track with my running as well.
Now, I won’t lie, the nasty stomach flu I had over New Years’ certainly did help with the weight loss but surprisingly, the weight is staying off and well, I am pretty excited about that.
Since starting the healthy eating plan and tracking my diet, I have now lost 10 lbs. I can’t remember the last time I was this weight – well, yes actually, it was before I got pregnant with my 3rd child. My clothes fit better and I feel better. We both do.
He says I don’t need to track my food intake anymore, but I can’t deny that it has become a habit for me now and the scientist in me is enjoying the process. I can’t wait to see how the next few months shape up!
In an effort to blog more often I decided to make Mondays my accountability day, specifically in regards to the weekly long run. So, every Monday from now on, I will post about the long run I did the Sunday before.
Now, I am by no means a great runner but over the past two years I have seen the benefit of incorporating a weekly long run into my schedule. One of my major goals for 2017 is to run more consistently (ideally injury free!) and maybe, just maybe run a spring half-marathon.
So yesterday was the first Sunday that I felt well enough to start the long runs again. It was only 6 km but it was enough. I started out slow and kept it slow – for me that’s a pace between 7:40-8:00 min/km. I was able to stick to my 1 km run: 100 m walk for most of run and only stopped to jog on the spot for a couple of traffic lights.
It was very cold, -9˚C without the wind, and with the wind, well if felt more like -15˚C. I bundled up with a balaclava, a toque and a fleece neck warmer. I had winter running pants on underneath windbreaker track pants, a long sleeved winter running top with a short sleeve as well. My fleece lined running jacket rounded out the outfit and I was off.
Overall it was a pretty decent run. I kept warm for the most part and the sun shining certainly helped. I completed 6.1 km in 47:37 for an average pace of 7:43 min/km. Not too bad for the first long run of 2017.
Let’s just say 2015 hasn’t been the greatest year for running.
I missed most of the winter running due to family issues. My dad got sick and life got busy. And I got lazy, let’s be perfectly honest. After the 1/2 marathon, one year ago today actually, I felt like I was in the best shape of my life. But that race really tired me out and physically my body needed a break even if my mind wouldn’t listen. I got shin splints again and benched myself over Christmas. With my dad’s illness, it was hard to get motivated to run and when you don’t run regularly, the -17C temperatures certainly don’t invite you out. So, I sat on my couch. I cross-stitched and ate what I wanted and gained back a few pounds.
Finally, I got some motivation and started running again in February or March, at this point it’s all a blur. It was literally like starting from scratch. Suddenly I was slow again and dealing with stupid aches and pains. I had stopped the weight training as well and everything seemed harder.
Race-wise, I made the decision earlier in the year not to repeat any race I had done in 2015. I planned all new races. I did the Ride for Heart 5K, the Waterfront 10K, the Womens’ 10K, the Beaches Jazz Run 5k and the Toronto 10-miler (16K). None of these races were personal bests, or personal records for that matter. I just went out and had fun. My training has sucked on and off all year. Shin splints, groin aches, work-life, you name it there was a reason why I didn’t run regularly.
My weight has creeped up a bit this last month or so as I had to bench myself, yet again, due to wickedly painful posterior shin splints. It’s such a constant battle. I took two weeks off before my last race, the Scotiabank 5k. My shins felt okay and since I had started cross training on the stationary bike, I hadn’t lost any ground on my fitness. Looking at the race photos, the weight gain is super obvious to me and it really bugs me. No one else would probably notice it but we are our own worst critics.
I decided today, on this 1 year anniversary of my first 1/2 marathon, that I will run that race again next year. Come hell or high water. I am going to do my utmost to keep up with cross-training and weights. Wish me luck!
Almost 4 years ago to the day, me and 3 other women took a Stand-Up Paddleboard (herein, SUP) lesson. I had no idea what this meant. Two of the women had done it before I think and when I was invited I thought, “Sure, why not.”
I had the best time. For someone who doesn’t swim much and really isn’t a very strong swimmer, it was a bit scary being out on the lake but with my life jacket and tethered to the board, I felt pretty safe. I fell off a lot that day. But I also stayed on longer than I ever thought and I totally loved it.
Then three years went by and although I had fleeting thoughts of renting a board or even buying one, it just never happened. Last summer, while on vacation with my family, one of my girlfriends came up for a few days to the cottage we were renting and brought her SUP board. I got on, fell off a few times, then found my footing and loved it all over again.
Most of the last year I kept telling my husband on and off that I wanted to get a board, or at least rent a board for our cottage vacation this summer.
Why rent when you can buy?
And that’s what I did. I don’t feel too guilty about it as my birthday is in a few weeks. 😉
Husband went to the local SUP store with our daughter yesterday afternoon and scoped the scene, talked with the shop owner and then after work we went back.
I am the proud owner of an inflatable SUP board.
This is what it looks like inflated.
I am so excited!!! Hoping to take it out later after work today.
I’ve started training for a 16 km (10 mile) race. It’s in mid-September and since the half-marathon last fall, I have really fallen off track with my cross training. I don’t think I picked up a weight in 6 months and my running took the toll. Everything just felt harder to do and the muscles got soft.
After the three races I ran in June I felt like I was finally back on track, so I signed up for the 16km race. I also started weight training again as part of my cross training. We don’t have that many weights at home and I don’t have time to go to a gym (you know, full time job and 3 kids) so I have to work with what I’ve got. Husband and I have talked for years about converting our garage to a gym and maybe one day we’ll do it. In the meantime, I’m happy to use my free weights. I know it isn’t a lot of weight but for what I need for it to do it’s working well.
This time around I am also going to make more of an effort to incorporate hill training and speed workouts. Hill training involves running up a hill repeatedly (fun, right?). My first session last week saw me do three hill repeats. The hill is about 200 m long and I have no idea what the incline is but it felt steep. I’ve heard the hills should be 400 m long but again, working with what’s in my neighborhood. Every week I will try to add 1-2 more repeats.
As for the speed workouts, this is a warm up of 5 min followed by 7-8 sets of 1 min sprint and 2 min recovery periods, ending with a 5 min cool down. Ideally I would like to see these runs clocking in around 7 min/km or less. This time last year I was running pretty consistently under 7 min/km except on the long runs. I know my body can do it, it just needs to remember how and that’s why I think the weights will help.
Last week I had a specialized physical exam as part of my training for a new part-time job at a medical facility. This included an exercise stress test and body fat analysis. It was very interesting being on the other side of the examination table. They calculated my BMI at 23.1 with a 28% body fat composition. I was pretty happy with those numbers, even though I know they don’t mean a hell of a lot. Still, the message I got was that running is working for me. I’m back in a good space with running and I hope it keeps up.
It’s been a while. Work has been exceptionally busy at times. There was a stretch for a few weeks where I wasn’t getting home until well after 6pm. The busy pace is good but when it slows down it seems to really slow down. Like, snail’s pace slow. So slow that I’ve gone out for mid-day runs during the week.
My running comeback has been slow. I still struggle at times with shin splints and am pretty convinced it’s shoe related but just haven’t found the time to get new shoes. I’ve been wearing an older pair which is much better than my current new-ish pair but it’s not ideal. Unfortunately the old shoe isn’t made anymore, I don’t think, so I will have to spend some time trying on new brands and well, there just isn’t enough time right now.
Remember that sourdough starter? Well it’s still going! I’ve made several loaves of bread and have figured out what works and what doesn’t but making just bread all the time is getting boring. Husband found me a recipe for saltine crackers.
They were so good, they rocked!! 😉
Yesterday I tried the Joy of Cooking’s recipe for pretzels. A little bit time consuming and laborious but well worth the final product.
We also have a new pet.
Have I mentioned we also have a snake? He’s a ball python. We’ve had him for about 10 years now. My husband rescued him from his nephew. He eats live mice. Daughter is coming to the age where she understands that the snake eats and what he eats is live mice. Well one day over a month ago, she was particularly smitten with one particular mouse. She begged her daddy not to feed him to the snake.
When I got home from work that night, it was late and the kids were already in bed. I was surprised to see that there was a mouse still alive. Husband told me that daughter wanted to keep it, so if she woke up the next morning and still asked about the mouse, he would let her keep it. First thing the next morning, she woke up and asked him if he saved the mouse. How could he refuse her? Late that day, the $2.99 mouse was living in a swanky one bedroom apartment worth $75.00. Almost two months later, he is alive and well and thriving. Daughter takes excellent care of him. She cleans out his cage every 2 weeks when the stink gets bad, she is responsible for feeding him and making sure he has enough water. She has turned into a wonderful mouse mother.
This mother couldn’t be more proud.
The mouse’s name is Speck. Even the cat is tolerating him.
I’ve been in a running slump. I’ve mentioned it before. I’ve only been running about once a week. I don’t know if I’m lacking motivation or what, but I just haven’t been enjoying the little bit of running I’ve been doing. That’s probably because it’s so few and far between and my muscles and joints are saying, “Woah there, honey. What are you doing to us?”
So after saying all week that I was going to go for a run today, or tomorrow, I finally made it happen. It wasn’t pretty and it was slow but I did it.
I wore a specific race T-shirt to remind my legs that they have gone the distance and they still can.
I just hope the next time I run isn’t another week from now.