Day 1 Week 2 of Tri Training

So sometimes you just can't do it all.
Monday I got pulled to a new project. In terms of Tri Training, I had nothing planned for Monday night. I did have a date to go to the grocery store.

So I got home and D had dinner in the oven, I was wandering around like a chicken with its head cut off wondering how I was going to fit everything in on Tuesday (40 minute swim, 3 mile run).
I decided I would run on Monday, but decided not to. But maybe after we got back from the store. We got back at 945. Needless to say, I didn't run.

I woke up early on Tuesday, but not to swim or run. I had to go to work early so I could take an appointment to go get the hitch on the truck in Marietta (25 miles from work). So outside at 6AM Porter decides to have some kind of spasm attack that horrifies/scares me. D wasn't there so he didn't see it. He also doesn't know I have had 2 dogs prior that had seizures and were dead within a few hours. So I'm panicking at Porter, and she gets up wags her tail and trots off to the ravine to do her business. I wake up D and tell him, and she appears fine, so he says he'll watch her.

I get to work, and decide after the hitch I will go home and get her and bring her to work. Except the Building Management won't allow it. So I'll just go home and check on her. I go get the hitch, and tell D my plan. He tells me she is fine, and not to worry. Somehow this worked for about an hour. I go to Publix and buy the rest of the groceries as Kroghetto was not selling any fish on Monday (cooler broke...they would sell it on Tuesday...where did the fish go in the meantime, and how long was it in the broken cooler before they noticed)? Got back to work and worked and then decided I was stupid for listening to D about Po. But I still had this project. So I focused on that for 5 more hours. I got home, and was terrified to go upstairs, but I heard the pitter patter of 8 feet, so I knew she was still alive. She was, and happy to see me. Totally normal. Guinness was her crazy self.

D came home as I was finishing making dinner. We finished and he turned on the hockey game. At 830 I went upstairs and put on my running clothes. He did as well. We were either going to the gym or the track (the track if the lights were on). They weren't. We realized we remembered towels for the gym, but not water/Gatorade. It was 81 degrees outside. It was 80 in the gym. Still we got on the dreadmills. Did a warmup.
Started the 5K. Unfortuantely it counted down in KMs and not Miles. So I had to do math to figure out how far I had to go (roughly). By .5 miles, sweat was continously pouring off my head. I did mile 1 in 13:3+ minutes. I don't know what mile 2 was. I was in pure misery because my shirt was drenched. Mile 3 was just a countdown of the dreadmill, and a time game in my head (Don't look at your mileage for 60 seconds...50 seconds left, go on!)
Finally the damn dreadmill stopped. 43:12 Then a 5 minute cooldown.

I got off, and thought I would die. But I didn't. Very dizzy. D and I got home. I'm so glad we have a fridge in the garage (mostly for beer). It also contains gatorade. It was awesome. I didn't even get up the stairs to finish it.

Puppies were glad to see us.
So 1 run in the books, but no swim. Not enough time in the day. Today is a 60 minute bike ride...or how far I can go.

Time: 5:00 (walk)
Mileage: .20 (25:03 min/mile)
Time: 43:12 (run)
Mileage: 3.11 (13:53 min/mile)
Time: 5:00 (walk)
Mileage: .3 km (16:40 min/km)
Calories: 689
Max HR 184
Avg HR 163
In Zone 13:56

Jillian! GET OUT OF MY HEAD!

OK, so we did Shred this week. It is getting easier. I still can't jump rope or do pushups, but once I find my weights, I'll add them to the rotation.

D and I ran this morning. We got up. I laid back on him. When I did I felt a big fat roll from me on my arm, and that got me up and going.

So off to the gym we went. Our membership we got in December...1st time used today. EH.

So I ran 2 miles. The entire time, I could hear Jillian Michael's in my head. Give me a set of 2 minutes. 1 minute. 3 minutes. My entire run was like this. Give me 10 more. I was never so happy to see the end of 2 miles.

Right now my butt is killing me. And I can see her smiling about that.

Time: 27:20 (run)
Mileage: 2 (13:40 min/mile)
Time: 21:00 (walk)
Mileage: 1.1 (19:05 min/mile)
Calories: 675
Max HR 191
Avg HR 167
In Zone 5:44

Crotch sweat...

You know when you have been running and you know you are the shit? I mean, you know you can run up hill in the snow for 20 hours straight... Why is it then that a piddly 3 miles on the dreadmill will kick your ass.

That was me last night. D and I went to the track. There was no parking at the school...something was going on. And Bootcamp was already on the track. So around the corner to the gym we went.

Let me first say, I didn't want to run on the track or on the treadmill, but I got home to late to run through the hood. It was too dark. I was in tears over something and just wanted to be by myself. When leaving for the track, I snapped at D and cried some more...All the more reason to go run.

Back to story...
So we got to the gym and changed to short sleeves (we had a backup plan for once). By this point I wasn't talking because I knew if I did the dam would break. So I started my walk. Then I started my 5K. The music playing at the gym was shit. I think I listened to REO Speedwagon, Journey and Air Supply. Not great running music. I focused on that the first mile. I finally finished that mile at 13:38, and started the 2nd mile. It wasn't great. At one point, I leaned my arms on the treadmills, so my legs wouldn't have to carry any weight. Why the hell am I so tired, I was wondering. It wasn't the speed. Why is my HRM reading 77bpm? The guy next to me left and my HR went up to 177. Answered that question. Ah the hills. You can do it, AL. 4 minutes into the hills, I'm going, "No fucking way can I make the hills." So I put the incline back at 0. Finished mile 2 at 27:28.
Mile 3: Just kill me now. How did I run 4 miles last week? Hell how did I run 3 miles Saturday? If I'm still shuffling my feet at speed 3.7 is that considered running? I basically played with (read slowed down) my speed for the last mile in dying torture. I finished at 43:42, I think. I walked .1 mile afterward and thought my legs would give, so I went and got on the bike.

On the bike, I rode 2 miles. While on the bike, I smelled crotch sweat. I don't think it was me. I smelled it when these 2 guys stood behind me (1 was on the stairmaster and the other wanted the bike I guess). When the bike waiting guy would walk around the gym, the smell would lessen. So I am guessing it was him. 10 minutes on the bike I was done. I now couldn't get crotch sweat out of my mind.

D and I went home and he cooked dinner. Just to be on the safe side that it wasn't me, I washed all my shorts with Dawn and Tide, and took a shower.

I didn't have time to think about what had upset me before the run. I guess that's what running, biking and crotch sweat is for.

Time: 43:42 (run)

Mileage: 3.1 (14:06 min/mile)

Time: 6:00 (walk)

Mileage: .3 (20.00 min/mile)

Calories: 727

Max HR 185

Avg HR 140

In Zone 3:42

I'm alive, but my butt hurts.

So I haven't posted because I haven't run since 10.18. Just haven't felt like waking up early and at night it is too late. D and I have had some things going on in our lives, so neither of us is really with it at the moment (we are fine...just dealing with life's stresses). So yesterday, he called and said he had his running clothes on so I wouldn't be able to find an excuse when I got home. So after a 75 minute commute (this is longer than my normal 55 minute commute), I got home and put on my running clothes. We decided to go to the gym as it has been getting a bit cold. Mile 1 wasn't terribly exciting. I finished it in 13:11 minutes. Mile 2 wasn't very exciting. I finished it in 12:57 minutes. Whoa! Wait!
My watch must be wrong. I finished it under 13 minutes. That can't be right. Turns out, when I thought I had set the treadmill to 4.6 mph, I had set it to 4.8. So yes, it was right.
Go me! My butt muscles were killing this morning.

In other news, I signed up for the Chomp and Stomp 5K on 11.08. Anne is going to go too.

Time: 26:08 (run)
Mileage: 2 (13:04 min/mile)
Time: 21 (walk)
Mileage: 1.1 (19:05 min/mile)
Calories: 666
Max HR 191
Avg HR 166
In Zone 9:10

Running- Does it really help your outlook?

Time: 28.32 (run)

Mileage: 2 (14:16 min/mile)

Time: 25:01walk

Mileage: 1.1 (22:45 min/mile)

Calories: 720

Max HR 188

Avg HR 168

In Zone 7:28

Like I thought...I can run/walk 3.1 miles faster than I can run 3 miles. Oh well.

Today's run started out bad. D and I got up at 5:45 and were out the door by 6. We went to the track. The Boot Camp people were there already laid out on the track. I didn't even stop the car...we turned around and went to the gym. We started. Apparently D forgot how to run on a dreadmill, and walked for a long part of it. I tried not to pay attention after he fell off for like the 8th time. If I had actually enjoyed my run, I might have thought his lack of ability was funny.

Anyway, I walked .2 miles and started running. I ran a mile and felt awful. My lungs felt fine, but my butt/legs couldn't go, so I had to walk after a mile. I really wanted to go home. I walked .1 and started running again. I ran .5 and walked another .1. During this time the hills started and I kept taking the dread down to 0 incline. I restarted the run and got through it, and walked the other .6 I had left. When I was done, I thought I was going to pass out. I had my Gatorade and then we went home.

I got to work, and of course was late, like I always am, hence I'm still here now. Anyway, after my 1.5 hour meeting, I emailed running bud A, and friend V who are both doing the Run Like Hell with me, and told them I'm beginning to freak out that I can't do this. They both assured me I could. I just don't want to be DFL, you know. And I'm sure it is a smaller race. I mean I can be 3rd to last, I can be 2nd to last. But DFL... So I have that in my head. Also I have the whole thing in my head that you only compete against yourself. Well I'm about 8-9 minutes off my 5K race time. So how am I supposed to compete with that.

So that's what I thought about while running. And about the stupid Boot Camp. D asked me once if I wanted to do it. I think it runs around $500 for 6 weeks. I said no. He asked why (besides the obvious...cost). I said because I didn't want to have to go pay $500 for the "joy" of going through grade school and being the last one to come in for the mile run, the lunge relay, the situps, etc.

Let's see...what else to I have to be negative nancy about. Well, I put my prom picture on facebook. For the past 10 years, I cannot remember my date's name (obviously the phrase "Off like a Prom Dress" was not used for that date). So I was hoping one of my friends knew, but no. D looked at the picture and said he liked the dress. I looked at it and said I looked fat. He covered up my head and told me to look at it, and I looked normal. My mother had insisted that the dress was all wrong for me, and it accentuated my fatness. Note, she said I was fat, not that I looked fat or the dress did nothing for me. This was from the mouth of a WeWa leader. Perhaps this is why I have food issues. Perhaps this is why I haven't spoken to the bitch in 15 years. Oh and I weighed 90 pounds less than I do now.

So, in conclusion...my run sucked, I hate Boot Camp, I'm still running the RLK 5K (thank God those 2 signed up with me or I would be backing out), and 90#s less ago, I was fat.

So.................... why am I sitting here with a smile on my face. I don't know. The running must be affecting my brain...that or the Prozac.

:)

Yes! I REALLY RUN!

I did it! I completed my weekend goal of riding my bike and running.

Today was my lazy day (as opposed to every other day). D and I went on our weekly date to Einstein's before he went to work. It almost didn't happen (the date) because Po was up all night, and I finally took her into the guest room and we slept (sorta) in there. I was tired at 7 and told D I didn't want to go, but then I thought about it, and decided I'd take a nap later. So we went and got bagels.

Then I went to the Hipster Kroger. Now last week, the Meat Police stopped us at the door and we had to pull our receipt and show them we did pay for the meat (chicken breasts were on sale for $1.99/pound). This time, as I was driving home, I recalled not loading the paper towels in the car. Oh well, I thought. So much for my brains. I got home, and put the groceries away and looked at the receipt. Yay! I never put the towels on the conveyor, so I didn't pay for them...but what is that...pork loin, $8, london broil, $2.50. Hmmm. I didn't put those away. So back to the HK I went. I went to Customer Service and we went to Lane 11 and there was my meat. The bag boy didn't put it in the cart. I was happy.

Incidentally...the London Broil was marked incorrectly, and I know that, but I wasn't telling HK that.

OK, so I got home and took the dogs for a walk. Po has been nickednamed Green Bean, as that is part of her diet now. She isn't supposed to exercise, but since she had been up all night, I think her leg was bugging her, so I let her run around.

Came home and we watched TV and facebooked.
The Redskins came on and we watched the first and 4th quarters. Took a nap for the 2nd and 3rd.

D came home and he made dinner...Spicy Chicken Sandwiches, and Elote. Yummy.

Then we looked at each other. And went Ehhhhhhhhh. We slowly got up and did what we had to do. Put on HRMs and shorts and shoes, etc. We decided since it was 85 degrees we would run at the track. So we drove over there, but no one was at the gym, so we went there instead (the HS is across from the gym). And we ran.

After, I told D that I was spent at .5 miles. He said he thought he was having a heart attack around that time. We decided we are fat and need to do this together...we listed all the reasons the run sucked...fat floundering came up more than once. So back on this crazy journey!

Time: 28:00 (run)

Mileage 2 (14:00 min/mile)

Time:20.00(walk)

Mileage 1 (20.00 min/mile)

Calories: 680

Max HR 191

Avg HR 174

In Zone 2:12

Indeed, I'm out of shape.

Who Are You, and What Did You Do With Al?

OK, so what is up with me.

Yesterday, I was too hungover to do anything.

So D and I watched Talk to Me...a good movie. I enjoyed it. Then went to bed.

So this morning, I got up and decided to run with Guinness. We took Porter on our warmup which was .25 miles. They were doing fine, sniffing and smelling everything. THen a dog ran out between 2 houses. Now, mind you I'm totally a dog person, and this thing scared the bejeesus out of me. Imagine this thing running full force at you.

So Guinness decided to act nuts, and managed to get out of her leash. Border Collie on the run. Luckily, the Great Dane hit her in the nose, and Guinness ran behind a parked car, so I managed to get her back on the leash. Porter does not like any dog when she is on a leash, so growl. I got the pups all settled and we continued our walk with GD walking all around us. We came around the loop and there was one of my neighbors out. He was all huffy. And I asked him if it was his dog. You could totally tell he was upset, because he thought it was my dog, and had had a speech all ready for me, and now he couldn't use it. Apparently GD had dug up his entire back yard. GD saw the man and ran over and jumped on him. It made me laugh, and Guinness and Po and I went back home.

I really didn't want to run with that dog out, so I decided to go to the gym.

Time: 16:28 (walk)

Mileage .25 (65:52 min/mile)

Calories: 100

Max HR 146

Avg HR 112

So I got to the gym and was all by myself. I started running. About 4 minutes in, I thought I was going to die. My legs were made of lead. So I got to 8 minutes, and decided to walk 2. Started again, and ran to 18 and walked 2. Ran to 28 and walked 3. Then I ran the rest.

I'm not sure what was up with it, but eh. I walked a mile on my cooldown.

I went and got the car washed and then came home and mowed the lawn. All this before 10AM.

Time: 43:56 (run)

Mileage 3.1 (14:10 min/mile)

Time:20.38(walk)

Mileage 1 (20.38 min/mile)

Calories: 902

Max HR 184/167

Avg HR 168/150

In Zone 13:20/15:06

Another day of not sucking!

Yes, I put the picture of Johnny Depp up again, because looking at him just makes me happy.

So yesterday, we didn't have the pollo mojo thing. Both of us got home after 8 and were tired so we went to the local taqueria. I'm not sure if they are going out of business but I hope not. They have gotten rid of their liquor license, purposely, their AC wasn't working (it was over 90 degrees yesterday), and the guacamole was store bought, not fresh. Barring all that, it was good. I got 2 al pastor tacos (I usually get 3) and some beans, chips and guac.

We got home and I was tired.
After a bit we went to bed.

This morning, the alarm went off at 5. I only hit snooze twice. I got up and went to the gym. Started my run. I set the treadmill for 90 minutes. I walked 5 minutes and started running at 85. By 80, I was ready to go home. By 75, I was sweating like 4 whores in church. At 70, I had gone over a mile. This continued until mile 2.5. Mile 2.5 to mile 3.3 went by quickly. Then back to playing with the clock. Finally it read 29 something and I was done. I walked .8 miles (to finish the 1 mile walk that I started at the beginning).

And I was hot. So I spent $1.25 to be like LeBron James and drink some Grape Powerade. It was pretty good, but it is more calories than Orange Gatorade. But in a Coke Machine in Atlanta, you won't find a Gatorade. Imagine that. So I'll have to see about other flavors.

I got home and D was still there. That was a lovely surprise. I thought he would have already been at work.

Today is more acronym hell.

Time: 55:41 (run)
Mileage 4.0 (13:55 min/mile).
Time:20.00(walk)
Mileage 1 (20 min/mile)
Calories: 962
Max HR 186
Avg HR 164
In Zone 27:40

Where did the time go?

So Friday, after beating myself up for not running on Thursday, I got out there. 87 degrees, and a SLOW run on the track. The walk part was slow but that was because some lady was out there with her puppy, and of course I had to play with her (the puppy). So 47 minutes later, I was done.

Time: 46:28 (run)
Mileage 3.0 (15:29 min/mile).
Time:23.06(walk)
Mileage 1 (25)
Calories: 884
Max HR 182
Avg HR 162
In Zone 28:48

Saturday I had every intention of doing something but the East Atlanta Beer Festival came by so fast that waking up at 11 am and being ready to go eat at 12 pm and then to go drink at 1 pm I just didn't have time. But I had a good time drinking. It was fun. To add to Viv's challenge, I decided to load up on pizza, beer and Chinese food all before Sunday's Weigh In.

BTW, I still love Coppertone Sport Continuous Spray SPF 15. We were out all day in 90 degree heat and sun, and I got zero burn or tan. Woohoo!

Sunday came and bwah on that weigh in. Anyway, I kept telling myself to go run, but I didn't. I determined in order not to suck, I would run first thing Monday morning. Well 5AM came and the alarm went off. And I got out of bed. And got dressed and drove to the gym. I got on a treadmill and ran 4 miles. I am so proud of myself, for not sucking. I also tried the Gatorade G2. I'm not sure how I feel about it. It tastes like really watered down Gatorade. I like the sugar of Gatorade, so I will just have to get used to G2. But it was on sale at Kroger, so that's why it was tried.

Time: 57:05 (run)
Mileage 4.0 (14:16 min/mile).
Time:21:42(walk)
Mileage 1 (21:42)
Calories: 879
Max HR 176
Avg HR 152
In Zone 36:36

2 Miles done

OK, I woke up at 5:30 AM, and thought about running. I didn't. I woke up at 8 and thought about running, I didn't. I did have bfast and goofed around the house, and noticed my head and throat are killing me. I went back to bed and at 1PM, I thought about running. I did.

I went to the gym. I decided I would run the 5K circuit (walk .2, run 2, walk .9) because it didn't require much thinking. Got through the walk, and started the run. I run really slowly, so I was at the high pace of 4.3. After .5 miles ( I think) , I stepped it up to 4.7. I don't really know how far I ran at that pace. But I did notice my throat was closing and I was more sweaty than usual. I took it down to 4.5. I ran at that for awhile and then I was getting tired. But I finished. Time for 2 miles was 26:58. Then I had to walk. The pace went to 1.0. I walked that until I nearly tripped myself up. Moved it up to 3 and walked .7 miles at this pace. But my Heart Rate was at 163 at the end of this, so I set the pace at 2.7. It fell to 141, and then I was done. Thank God.

I ended up talking to the trainer for a minute. Well just listening to him. I needed to sit in a chair and he was at his desk. When my HR finally got to 119, I decided to go home.

Then I saw the best thing ever. GATORADE!!!

So here are the stats:
Time: 26.58 for the run
Mileage 2 (13.29 min/mile)

Time 24 for the walk

Mileage: 1.1 (21:49/mile)

Calories: 664
Max HR 185
Avg HR 164
In zone (148-166): 22:46 min