Down!

Woo hoo! I was down almost 9 lbs at my first weigh in today. I know I won't continue to lose that much each week but it was pretty darn awesome to see.

I will be so glad when my mouth is healed. I had to get a root canal and then a crown fitted. While I was numb, I bit my cheek....which was then further irritated by shots to numb it for additional work. So I have a very swollen mouth, a bruise on the roof of my mouth and even a prescription rinse only helps for so long.

I decided to take a page from Andrea's book, as it were, and get pictures taken of me every 10 lbs. The first one, that started this entire thing, will never, ever be posted. I may or may not post the others.

Yay FreeAgents! They have a page on Facebook. I really need to stop into RWOL more often but when I know I am not running like I should, it is a bit hard to be enthusiastic about posting crummy milage.

Wake Up Call

Once again, I have let my blogging fall to the side while I do other things.

I knew I was overweight (seriously, how could I not with a blog titled what it is) but always kinda kidded myself that I “carried my weight well”, I was “tall so I could weigh more anyway”. I was shocked, horrified and embarrassed when I saw a picture of myself that my son had taken at the beach. No swimsuit picture is flattering but this showed me from the side and soaking wet. Ouch. What an (unpleasant) eye opener. Much as I despise that picture and would love to just delete it off the camera, I am actually going to print it and put it in my journal to remind myself exactly WHY (one of many reasons) I decided to join WW.

Tuesday was my first meeting and I am on day 3 of the program. So far, it is going well. I am not eating my full range of points but only because if I eat any more, I will explode! I am sure as my points shrink, I am going to be looking at how they managed to go by so quickly.

Last night I actually ate a bell pepper with hummus. This may not sound like a big deal but - I don't normally eat bell peppers and I have never liked hummus (I don't like peas) I tried an orange bell pepper since they are supposed to be more sweet and the hummus I got was pretty good. Greg said it was not the best hummus he has ever tasted but until my tastebuds expand some, it is working for me.

Something New!

I decided that this blog was looking tired and needed a facelift. I am not sure how I like this but it will do for now.

Plodding Along

After months of nothing but lackluster running, I decided to kick myself in the butt and start running more again.

The past week, I finished out a 5 day running week with double digit milage. It sounds much more impressive than it actually is given that my weekly milage is less than some of my previous single runs. Bleh.

Still, I know the only way to get back there or close to where I was is to actually get out there and work at it. To that end, I ran 5 days last week and started out this week with a longer, slow run.

Nope, not gonna get milage or split times from me yet. I am too embarassed to actually post how slow I have become and how pitiful my milage is. Yes, any milage is better than none but I am allowed to call it pitiful.

My goals for this week is to run 4 more times and gradually increase both distance and pace.

Second verse (or third or fourth), Same as the First

Yes, I have fallen badly off the blogging wagon. I do tweet and discuss things over on Twitter. I like to think of it as blogging light.

It is the time of the year for WTP and I did sign up for my third year with them. I have been doing various exercise for 30-60 min a day in addition to getting out on the trail.

This is something I need to do for me and unless I get some form of accountability, it is just not going to happen so here I am, blogging again.

How Ironic

You know the song I am talking about...Isn't Ironic? Well, I so had that happen to me.

As I mentioned way back in May, I joined the Women's Training Program again in a (vain) attempt to kick start me into activity. Yeah, I did my runs, yeah, I showed up but I just felt my motivation was about -5.

On race day, my 5 yr old who wanted to run, decided that it was too darn hot and humid (and it was) to run so I walked the 5K with her. We did have little spurts of running. She was my pace setter so we ran when the mood would strike her and walk when it did not. I clocked in my slowest 5K ever ;) but since I turned off the Garmin, I have no clue. I know we were right about the 1 hour mark.

So it was ironic and bittersweet that Ann, the program director, got up and started talking about the most inspirational runner in the program and then called ME up there! Despite fervent pleas, the ground did not open up and swallow me. I had to go up in front of 500 people and be held up as an inspiration.

Wow, that is something to live up to and even more so when *I* know that my inspiration abilities are so sadly lacking.

So, what to do about it? I am at the point I swore I would never get to. My time has been shot to hell, all my conditioning is nearly gone and while I have been out, I am run/walking and doubt I could make it 3 miles right now if I didn't walk.

My plan of attack....run often, run more. It is simple yet such a hard thing to start all over again. We won't even discuss my weight.

:::sigh::: I am so disgusted with myself and truly, the only one I can point a finger at is myself.

Good Grief!

I knew I had fallen miserably off the blogging wagon but I didn't realize I fell quite so hard.

I could give a whole list of excuses for not blogging, for not running as much as I should, for not doing a lot of things but they are just excuses. Boring, not of interest to anyone but enough to suck the will to do a lot of things right out of me.

I signed up for the Women's Training Program being offered through the Reston Runners. I went through it last year in the hopes of motivating me and I think I just relied too heavily on it. For me to get back into the running habit, I am going to have to dig into me and not look for an external source to boost me up.

Greg got a new bike (who knows why? His other bike is fine but now he can get home a whopping 5 minutes sooner but who I am to say anything since I have a slew of ponies around) so his "old" bike is now mine to use. I am really going to buckle down and alternate riding and running. I am not looking forward to how my rear is going to fell when I first start riding.

So my long distance plan is to train with the WTP and run the 5K at the end of June. We will see how things go from that point on.