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Six

Six!

So…I was a very bad person this weekend.

But, that being said, I am so excited! Against the advice of my Coach, who wisely told me that I should only have walked 3 miles this Saturday…I did 6.

Yikes! I feel so guilty for doing something like that…something which in retrospect (and forward-spect…) was a dumb thing to do and could have easily injured me and taken me out of training for a long time.

But. I guess I didn’t realize how much Six meant to me. It’s dumb, but Six just happens to be the longest distance that I was ever able to jog…for the whole time. About 3 year ago I was a “jogger,” as in, I had spent almost a year jogging. I worked myself up though the Couch to 5k program…and then started working on distance. One Saturday, I set out and completed 6 miles. The longest distance I ever jogged.

Then, a few weeks later, mine and Brad’s world took a little tumble. Details aren’t needed, but suffice it to say that we tried to help someone and it ended up biting us in the collective hiney. We were left financially messed up, and I turned from jogging back into the comfortable world of stress-eating. Not long after, I couldn’t even jog a mile.

So…for years I’ve struggled to get back to Six. I would go walking, jogging a bit, and every time I would circle the familiar park with my friends, or with Brad…I think each time I would comment “I just can’t believe that I used to be able to jog 6 miles here once.”

Six became an enemy…an unobtainable goal that I would sometimes fixate on. I would never “be as good as I was.” It was a convenient excuse to not try.

So, when the opportunity came about that I could do six miles again this weekend…I was giddy. Giddy like a giddy school girl. And when my Coach told me that I shouldn’t do it…I heard her…but something in me just ignored her.

Oh, and to top off my idiocy, I also tripped and fell at work walking out to my car the day before…skinning my knee and filling myself with worry that I had hurt myself and wouldn’t be able to complete the Six.

But, I guess something in my brain just wouldn’t shut up. I had to conquer this stupid number. So, at an hour that is way to early to be up on a Saturday of all days…I set out with my iPhone, 2 bottles of water, and 2 oranges.

"What am I doing up at this hour!?"

It took me 2 hours. Probably not a good time at all for 6 miles. But, I finished it. I conquered the Six. I didn’t jog the whole time (cumulatively I jogged about a mile in there), but I was able to finish and feel proud that I did it. I didn’t have to jog the whole time for it to be an accomplishment.

Some highlights:

  • Got a great parking spot at the park!
  • Watching the ducks sleeping – and not too worried about me not being able to!
  • Passing a cute little old couple who was cheering each other on
  • Listening to some great songs that I hadn’t heard in a while
  • Devouring an orange with my bare hands in speeds I didn’t think possible after mile 4
  • And the sunrise – of course!

Good Morning, Sunshine!

The last half of mile 6 was definitely hard! I tried to jog from the half mile mark to the 3/4 mile mark, which I had been doing for some of the previous miles…and I got a pain in my Achilles tendon area about halfway through…so I stopped to stretch and walked to the end.

But – Six, I laugh in your face! I have conquered you and look forward to doing it many more times in the future!

That being said – I promise to also listen to my Coach better in the future… πŸ˜‰

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Lighten Up

3 Miles Down!

So I had two realizations today. I wouldn’t call them epiphanies or anything, it didn’t stop me in my tracks when I realized these things, because really they just made common sense. And as my mother would tell you, I’ve never been big in the common sense department. πŸ˜‰

Both of these came to me on my last mile this morning. After my brother had left from walking the first 2 miles with me, and I was left alone in my world of music coming through the iPod, and the sun was making fun of me for getting a bit of a late start.

1.) I have always had a problem with my feet when walking/jogging. This has always just been a thing with me. Not only am I cursed with my genetic bunions (thanks Mom!), but I’m pounding them into the ground on these walks with 100+ more pounds than they were built to carry. I observe others on the track – they’re all bouncy and running, or walking past me. My first thought is that “well, they are like 2 pounds, of course they’re bouncy!” Then, I tried something different. I just imagined myself as weighing less. I imagined that there wasn’t as much weight to pound into the pavement through my feet. I tried to lessen the impact that I was making, and it really seemed to help. I’m sure there is some technical runner’s method that describes this, but the best way that I can put it was that I tried to think of the heaviest parts of me, and redistribute them throughout my body so that I wasn’t taking all that pressure and pounding it into my feet. I should up a bit taller and tried to think of myself as “bouncy.” I’ll have to remember to “lighten up” on my next walks.

Don’t get me wrong, my feet are still sore! But it didn’t seem so painful at the time. πŸ™‚

2.) This has to do with that picture posted up there. I’ve seen on Ruthie’s and several other bloggers sites where they post photos after a run. Of course, many times the photos are of runners holding up like a number 7 or 15 or something like that. There were many times over the months, years, that I would tell myself “I’ll post a picture of me and a number – just as soon as that number is significant.” Well. Today I realized…or at least verbalized in my internal dialogue with myself that my 3 is significant. Every day that I choose to get my lazy butt out of bed and go walk, it’s significant. So I’ll take my 3 miles and my 3 miles photo and be proud.

As I also read on Ruthie’s blog – Progress, not Perfection!

I’ll still post a photo when I get up to 7 or 15…but for now I’ll take 3! πŸ˜‰

And of course it wouldn’t be a blog post from me if I didn’t share my song of the day. This one isn’t particularly inspirational, though I like the lyrics and thinking of what I’m doing as a bit “crazy.” πŸ˜‰ Thanks again, Alanis:

Lyrics: Crazy

A man decides after seventy years
That what he goes there for, is to unlock the door,
While those around him criticize and sleep…
And through a fractal on a breaking wall,
I see you my friend and touch your face again,
Miracles will happen as we dream

But we’re never gonna survive unless
We get a little crazy
No we’re never gonna survive unless
We are a little…

Crazy yellow people walking through my head.
One of them’s got a gun, shoot the other one.
And yet together they were friends at school
Ohh, get it, get it, get it, no no no!
If I were there when we first took the pill,
Then maybe, then maybe, then maybe, then maybe…
Miracles will happen as we speak.

[Chorus]

Crazy…
No no, we’ll never survive, unless we get a little…bit…

In a sky full of people, only some want to fly.
Isn’t that crazy?
In a world full of people, only some want to fly.
Isn’t that crazy?
Crazy…
In a heaven of people there’s only some want to fly.
Isn’t that crazy? crazy crazy…crazy…

[Chorus]

No no, we’ll never survive unless, we get a little bit…

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If we were our bodies

I made it out again this morning! I know that today is supposed to be a cross-training day, but since I am kind of coming out of the gate a bit late, I wanted to work on mileage this week.

My brother and I went to the grocery store last night, where we stocked up on healthy foods that my lovely husband suggested. So, the house is now stocked with leafy things and marinading chickens – no excuses!

My brother also joined me this morning on my walk for the first 2 miles before heading out to work. I finished up with 3 miles total!

My inspiration today once again came from my iPod. I must confess that I’ve always been an Alanis Morrisette fan. I know she’s probably an acquired taste, but I’ve always enjoyed her music and metaphor. Today as I was finishing up my last quarter of a mile, a song came on that I had heard many times before, but I guess you could say I really “heard” it for the first time today, and I enjoyed it’s message.

The basic plot of the song is that a friend of the singer is contemplating suicide, because he of course is perceiving himself and his life to be something it is not. The chorus of the song basically says that if we were all our bodies, or our past rejections, or our successes, then she’d be contemplating suicide as well. The message being that we are so much more than just these shells we live in, or our incomes, or any number of external definitions.

So that was today’s inspiration!

Lyrics: Joining You
dear dar(lin’) your mom (my friend) left a message on my machine she was frantic
saying you were talking crazy that you wanted to do away with yourself
I guess she thought I’d be a perfect resort because we’ve had
this inexplicable connection since our youth and yes they’re in shock
they are panicked you and your chronic them and their drama
you this embarrassment us in the middle of this delusion
if we were our bodies
if we were our futures
if we were our defenses I’d be joining you
if we were our culture
if we were our leaders
if we were our denials I’d be joining you
I remember vividly a day years ago we were camping you knew more than you thought you should know
you said “I don’t want ever to be brainwashed” and you were mind-boggling you were intense
you were uncomfortable in your own skin you were thirsty but mostly you were beautiful
if we were our name-tags
if we were our rejections
if we were our outcomes I’d be joining you
if we were our indignities
if we were our successes
if we were our emotions I’d be joining you
you and I we’re like 4 year-olds we want to know why and how come about everything
we want to reveal ourselves at will and speak our minds and never talk small and be intuitive
and question mightily and find god my tortured beacon
we need to find like-minded companions
if we were their condemnations
if we were their projections
if we were our paranoia’s I’d be joining you
if we were our incomes
if we were our obsession
if we were our afflictions I’d be joining you
we need reflection we need a really good memory feel free to call me a little more often

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Finally a Morning Walk!

Ok, so after having a plethora of excuses…including a trip to Utica, NY for work, I finally was able to get my lazy butt out of bed early this morning and walk! I feel like I keep “starting over” over and over again, but I believe that I’m still able to jump back on to this week’s training program for Ruthie’s Cool Runnings half marathon. Mentally, I know I’m not starting over, this is just a long journey, and I’ve just had to take several small stops, that’s all. πŸ™‚

In the meantime, since my access to time and a place to walk have been limited, I’ve been focusing more on my nutrition. It is SO HARD to follow through on this part, especially since my husband and I are living apart for this next year, and he’s always been the one with more willpower in this department (and he’s also the main cook in the family!). But, since we get to see each other on weekends, he was able to give me much inspiration over these last few days, as well as share with me some great quick and easy recipes that he’s come up with for eating healthier.

The kicker? I haven’t had a soda now in 4 days! Whoo hoo!

Here are just a couple of photos from this morning…I’ve got to learn to either take my “real” camera with me, or to come to a full stop when using the iPhone, lol! They are a bit blurry.

Yeah, it's just my foot...not very exciting!

There are several ducks at the park I walk at, I think they think they own the place!

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Life is Making this Hard!

But isn’t that always the way?

I was doing great last week, and then it seems this week is making it extremely difficult to get a workout in. I’ve suited up only to be rained out, I had family obligations the next two nights which ran way too long into the night to walk. Pour on top of that a few stressful days at work and you have one hot mess known as Amanda!

I’m thinking I’m going to have to face the ugly truth that I might have to start walking in the mornings! Ah! I’m so not a morning person, but I’m thinking that’s the only way I’ll be able to make the time.

Until I have to make that hard call, everyone and their dog knows I’m walking tonight, so they can’t have me! πŸ˜‰

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First night done.

Last night I walked 2 miles at a local park. It took me about 37 minutes.

It was not an easy 2 miles. But it was surprisingly easier than it was last Friday.

I had a lovely view of the sunset to keep me company.

I'm not much of a sunrise type person...I'll take the sunset πŸ˜‰

I also enjoyed watching the reflections of the lights in the water

I spent a lot of time last night doing something that I haven’t been doing much of since the miscarriage…talking to God. It had been a long time since I had just taken a few minutes to pray, or commune, or whatever you want to call it. Suffice it to say that me and the Big G had been on the outs for a while. I wasn’t too happy with the cards he dealt me, and I let him know on more than one occasion.

I guess you could call it a lover’s quarrel. πŸ˜‰

But, as I began I tried to think of things I was thankful for. For my husband, our strength in our marriage, my health, my family. And then it came to the miscarriage. What could I possibly be thankful for there?

And then it hit me, that without this tragedy, I wouldn’t be where I am today. Literally, I wouldn’t have moved to the Metroplex, and I wouldn’t have found this job that I love so much. I don’t know if that is exactly why it happened, but it helped me to see that the individual events in my life and my husbands are simply tiny threads that God is weaving together to make something much larger.

And then, right around that time this song came on my playlist. It is from one of the soundtracks to Battlestar Galactica. This unlikely source of music is great to walk to, and keeps me inspired and focused. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do.

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