As his Valentine's Day/Anniversary gift to me (yes we got married on Valentine's Day) The Wonder One signed me up for swimming lessons. On Valentine's Day no less! lol So my New Years' resolution (you can read about that here) will actually be met this year. YaY me! .......and thanks goes to The Wonder One for getting me my lessons of course.
So my first lesson is at 11am Valentine's Day.
I'm not certain whether to be filled with excitement...or dread.
Now I just need to beat the tarantula down to a manageable size.
Showing posts with label milestones. Show all posts
Showing posts with label milestones. Show all posts
Saturday, February 4, 2012
Friday, August 5, 2011
So yesterday...
At the gym, I kicked my ass...
Here's why.
I'm still working on getting to the point where I can run. Where I can run, do it well and do it fast. Because my goal is (still) to race the wonder one and to beat him. Now I am not delusional. Just to let those of you who don't know. The wonder one has been a runner for more than half his life, for about thirty years to be exact. He's a damn fine one too. He'll tell you he's not that good. His glory days are behind him. Don't listen to him, he doesn't know what he's talking about. He's just not put the time or effort into it. Until lately and only lately because he's actually not just running. He's running, biking and swimming. I think he's got a bit of a short attention span and that's why he's doing so much better now. Who knows. But. He's an amazing runner. How do I know this you may ask? Because anyone who can go out and run a half marathon (that's 13.1 miles for the uneducated) on NO training. I have to stress that no training part. We're talking absolutely no training. When I say no training, I mean no training. The average runner training for a 5k race (3.1 miles) will on average run around about 10 miles a week to train for that race and eat a balanced diet. So if you take the rationale out to a race that is 4 times in length approximately, there is going to be speed workouts, distance runs, the balanced diet while carbo loading building up the race day. The mileage picking up as you go along to the point to where on average, the average runner will have approximately 40 to 60 miles a week put in the bank in quality running. We're talking average runners here, not even taking into consideration Elite runners or Olympians. Now you're going to see where the wonder one gets his name....
Going into a huge portion of most of his 1/2 marathons, the wonder one would have a crap fast food diet under his belt and MAYBE 10 - 15 miles a week on his shoes. If he had a long distance run in the training mix it was maybe a 10k (6.2 miles) race or a 10 mile race a week or two before hand. That's about it.
This is how I know the wonder one is a great runner. Because if he put the effort into it, he could be an Elite. Would be an Olympian. This is how I know I'll kick his ass. I'm putting the effort in. I won't win the first time out. I'm not expecting to. But one day I will. Because he made one fatal mistake.
"Men are faster than women" he said to me. Oh yeah? We'll just see about that.
Now by no means am I a feminist. I'm not a man hater neither. But do NOT make sweeping generalizations that just do not apply, because one day my friend, you will be regretting that. He made this statement, probably more than 20 years ago. Don't ask me why it's stuck with me all this time. Quite honestly, it may be because I need a goal to work towards, it's just who I am. If that's what it takes, then that's what it takes. I actually kind of like the idea of being competitive against him. Even someone as seasoned a competitor as him. Be it fearless or stupidity, well, we'll just have to see how that plays out. At least for now, it's got me working towards a goal and keeping me going.
My longest time yet at my fastest pace yet. 19 minutes at 3.3 mph. May not seem long or fast to you, but lets face it, getting me moving at that speed for that long....let's just say....I'M impressed!
When I finally do get to run against the wonder one...I don't want him to hold back neither, I want it to be a full out, no holds balls to the wall run. He wins, it's okay.
He won't always.
Here's why.
I'm still working on getting to the point where I can run. Where I can run, do it well and do it fast. Because my goal is (still) to race the wonder one and to beat him. Now I am not delusional. Just to let those of you who don't know. The wonder one has been a runner for more than half his life, for about thirty years to be exact. He's a damn fine one too. He'll tell you he's not that good. His glory days are behind him. Don't listen to him, he doesn't know what he's talking about. He's just not put the time or effort into it. Until lately and only lately because he's actually not just running. He's running, biking and swimming. I think he's got a bit of a short attention span and that's why he's doing so much better now. Who knows. But. He's an amazing runner. How do I know this you may ask? Because anyone who can go out and run a half marathon (that's 13.1 miles for the uneducated) on NO training. I have to stress that no training part. We're talking absolutely no training. When I say no training, I mean no training. The average runner training for a 5k race (3.1 miles) will on average run around about 10 miles a week to train for that race and eat a balanced diet. So if you take the rationale out to a race that is 4 times in length approximately, there is going to be speed workouts, distance runs, the balanced diet while carbo loading building up the race day. The mileage picking up as you go along to the point to where on average, the average runner will have approximately 40 to 60 miles a week put in the bank in quality running. We're talking average runners here, not even taking into consideration Elite runners or Olympians. Now you're going to see where the wonder one gets his name....
Going into a huge portion of most of his 1/2 marathons, the wonder one would have a crap fast food diet under his belt and MAYBE 10 - 15 miles a week on his shoes. If he had a long distance run in the training mix it was maybe a 10k (6.2 miles) race or a 10 mile race a week or two before hand. That's about it.
This is how I know the wonder one is a great runner. Because if he put the effort into it, he could be an Elite. Would be an Olympian. This is how I know I'll kick his ass. I'm putting the effort in. I won't win the first time out. I'm not expecting to. But one day I will. Because he made one fatal mistake.
"Men are faster than women" he said to me. Oh yeah? We'll just see about that.
Now by no means am I a feminist. I'm not a man hater neither. But do NOT make sweeping generalizations that just do not apply, because one day my friend, you will be regretting that. He made this statement, probably more than 20 years ago. Don't ask me why it's stuck with me all this time. Quite honestly, it may be because I need a goal to work towards, it's just who I am. If that's what it takes, then that's what it takes. I actually kind of like the idea of being competitive against him. Even someone as seasoned a competitor as him. Be it fearless or stupidity, well, we'll just have to see how that plays out. At least for now, it's got me working towards a goal and keeping me going.
My longest time yet at my fastest pace yet. 19 minutes at 3.3 mph. May not seem long or fast to you, but lets face it, getting me moving at that speed for that long....let's just say....I'M impressed!
When I finally do get to run against the wonder one...I don't want him to hold back neither, I want it to be a full out, no holds balls to the wall run. He wins, it's okay.
He won't always.
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Milestones...
It was 12 weeks ago today that I joined Weight Watchers and dragged the wonder one and the barnacle along for the ride. While I've always believed that the scale truly is the enemy and reflects failure at every turn, it's that love hate relationship that every obese person has with it that makes all the difference when the numbers go down. Then up.
Isn't funny how when the numbers go down on the scale and up in our bank accounts we utilize that as a sign of success. When the inverse is true, failure. We at least have other measures for success in our efforts where weight loss is concerned. I wish the same could be said for my bank account, lol.
So I'm sure you're wondering what the scale said this morning. Well, I was for this week, a loser. It's weird, the past few weeks have been a challenge. Two weeks ago, I gained 2 pounds, then last week I gained another 2 pounds, but then this week, I lost 3.5 pounds, taking my total to 266.5. Three weeks ago I had tried using a different scale then went back to the original scale and blah blah Weight Watchers sucks blah was all I could think. Even though I was doing everything right meal wise, it was mental wise that I needed to do some work. So yes, I did loose this week, but in the same vein...not so much. Follow along.
That's where this blog came in, working out came along and your support comes into play.
Three months ago I was eating out of control, putting into my body whatever was around not considering the consequences. Sitting on my butt either in front of the telly or the computer not doing a damn thing to better my physical self. I never complained about my weight. I resented myself and my weight, but I never verbalized it. Every so often I would walk through the livingroom and see that the barnacle was watching a TV show like The Biggest Loser and then, she'll just sit there, bitching about her weight and how she'd be so much happier if she'd just lose some weight. I don't know about you, but watching a show like that personally would shame me into turning off the TV and moving, not her buddy, she'll just sit there day in and day out. That's how and why she got the nickname the barnacle. Also, I don't watch that show, lol, I don't want to see myself in spandex, let alone other obese people in the same. But back to the barnacle. Yeah, it doesn't phase her that she can hardly move because she refuses to, or that she sucks wind just to go to the bathroom. That other people her age are running circles around her. Then when comes meal time and the wonder one and I are getting our meals together, she doesn't want to bother to try to do this with us. Like I said when this all started we were doing it together. She lasted about a week. It doesn't bother her to see that the wonder one has lost 38 pounds me almost 20. Her own apathy for her own health and well being is just kinda sad. I just don't want to end up like that.
So I'm wrestling one of my demons, I'm frustrated, this past month or so I've been following my meal plan to the letter and I've not been seeing the numbers come down. That's why I hate the scale, because I truly don't think that it reflects your success. It's times like now, when I'm so frustrated that in the past that I've given up, that I know that if I just stick with it and work through it and see the numbers change favorably that will be huge. So this is where I'll really be needing some help from you this next week or two.
Stick with me, because in the end, it should be fun to see what ends up happening.
Started:
286
Now:
266.5
Isn't funny how when the numbers go down on the scale and up in our bank accounts we utilize that as a sign of success. When the inverse is true, failure. We at least have other measures for success in our efforts where weight loss is concerned. I wish the same could be said for my bank account, lol.
So I'm sure you're wondering what the scale said this morning. Well, I was for this week, a loser. It's weird, the past few weeks have been a challenge. Two weeks ago, I gained 2 pounds, then last week I gained another 2 pounds, but then this week, I lost 3.5 pounds, taking my total to 266.5. Three weeks ago I had tried using a different scale then went back to the original scale and blah blah Weight Watchers sucks blah was all I could think. Even though I was doing everything right meal wise, it was mental wise that I needed to do some work. So yes, I did loose this week, but in the same vein...not so much. Follow along.
That's where this blog came in, working out came along and your support comes into play.
Three months ago I was eating out of control, putting into my body whatever was around not considering the consequences. Sitting on my butt either in front of the telly or the computer not doing a damn thing to better my physical self. I never complained about my weight. I resented myself and my weight, but I never verbalized it. Every so often I would walk through the livingroom and see that the barnacle was watching a TV show like The Biggest Loser and then, she'll just sit there, bitching about her weight and how she'd be so much happier if she'd just lose some weight. I don't know about you, but watching a show like that personally would shame me into turning off the TV and moving, not her buddy, she'll just sit there day in and day out. That's how and why she got the nickname the barnacle. Also, I don't watch that show, lol, I don't want to see myself in spandex, let alone other obese people in the same. But back to the barnacle. Yeah, it doesn't phase her that she can hardly move because she refuses to, or that she sucks wind just to go to the bathroom. That other people her age are running circles around her. Then when comes meal time and the wonder one and I are getting our meals together, she doesn't want to bother to try to do this with us. Like I said when this all started we were doing it together. She lasted about a week. It doesn't bother her to see that the wonder one has lost 38 pounds me almost 20. Her own apathy for her own health and well being is just kinda sad. I just don't want to end up like that.
So I'm wrestling one of my demons, I'm frustrated, this past month or so I've been following my meal plan to the letter and I've not been seeing the numbers come down. That's why I hate the scale, because I truly don't think that it reflects your success. It's times like now, when I'm so frustrated that in the past that I've given up, that I know that if I just stick with it and work through it and see the numbers change favorably that will be huge. So this is where I'll really be needing some help from you this next week or two.
Stick with me, because in the end, it should be fun to see what ends up happening.
Started:
286
Now:
266.5
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