4 weeks down!

The other day I went for the exact same run as Wed. and cut off 2 min of my time.  Reading other people's comments on running has led me to think that I need to be better at keeping the same pace, even if it feels slow.  Plus, I was looking at the Mapmyfitness route on my computer, and noticed that I am running at a 7-8.5 mile and then dying, so I slow down to a 14-16 mile walk, and then back to a 8 mile pace and then back to a 14 mile walk and so on, which equals out to about an 11+ mile run.  I noticed that I was going really fast, (8mi) so I slowed down and didn't stop.  I found I didn't even get winded.  I just kept what felt like a slow pace and just ran.  It helped that for part of it, there were some women in front of me running, so I tried to keep pace with them. I would stop at times and start to walk and realize I wasn't winded at all, so I used my self-talk and said "what are you doing Cathy, you can run, you don't need to walk" and I ran.  :-)  It felt AWESOME to get home and realize that I ran for the majority of my 2.5 miles.  I did walk up the really tortuous hill, I'll never be able to run it I will run it, just not yet. . . next week.  :-)

I am also down 1 lb.  I will have to get back in the habit of weighing myself on Friday mornings.  After my run, I was down 2lbs, but I think I will use my "official" weight.  I don't think I look skinnier, but I feel fabulous.  I feel like I should have lost at least 10 lbs.  I have to keep in mind that I will see a difference after 4 weeks, family and friends see a difference after 8 weeks and everyone else sees a difference after 16 weeks.  The other thing I think about often is that a lot of runners stop running after 4 weeks (from what I have read).  I said that to Chris and he said probably because they don't see a difference.  I had never thought of that, but it's probably true.  However, I feel a difference.  I feel fabulous.  :-)  I've now been running everyday, with a break here and there, for 4 weeks.  :-)  So I just need to stay motivated and keep at it.

Today I plan to go to do a pedicure with D.  He's kinda funny about it, he doesn't want Chris to know, because Chris would make fun of him, but it's nice to get a feet massage, and D really likes the massaging chair.  :-) 

The weather is gorgeous today, so my run should be very pleasant.  I'm looking forward to it.  I was reading a blog where the lady talked about her toenail falling off so that means she's offically a runner.  I don't want my toenails to fall off.  I don't want to be a runner if it means my toenails are going to fall off.  :-( I like my pedicures. 

My new running shoes suck!  I can't believe I spent money on them and now have to get new ones.  I got a blister on the back of my foot last Sunday and Friday I couldn't even walk around the house getting ready for my run in them.  So I put my old shoes back on, and they were soooooo comfortable.  I can't believe the difference.  So I'm stuck wearing my old (but comfy) shoes until I can afford to get another new pair.  Hopefully my shins don't get all crazy on me.  Although, my new shoes gave me shin splints as well as blisters and I noticed how heavy they were.  I guess I'll have to see if I can find a pair of my old ones, just new.

I'm going to my parents house next weekend and I don't want to get out of the habit of running, so I have to figure out how to do it there.  Usually when I quit running it's right after going to visit my parents.  I stop for those few days and then when I come back I'm out of the habit and don't want to go so I don't start up again.  Hopefully that doesn't happen this time.

Yesterday was D's wrestling tournament in Anacortes. It was tortuous.  Picture 8 medium sized middle school wrestling teams in one smallish high school gym with parents, siblings and other assorted relatives/friends. Now picture me, alone with a 9 month old baby who likes to crawl around and be very, very active.  Yeah it was extremely unfun.  Not to mention that I left my purse at home accidentally so didn't have my Kindle, or my wallet (and I drove 45 min without my driver's license).  I could go on and on about how terrible it was, but I just leave it at I hate wrestling. It's boring and it's violent and as soon as your kid wrestles you either have to wait an hour + for him to wrestle again,  or (in a regular match) he's done and you've taken 2 hours out of your day (yesterday was 6 hours) to watch him wrestle for (sometimes) less than a min.   If it was me, I'd give up as soon and they had me almost pinned. :-) Good thing I'm not a wrestler.

 Originally I was sitting smack dab in the center of that mess of people.  It was crowded, loud and just crazy.  I finally moved to a smaller, older set of bleachers that was up some stairs.  It was much nicer.  Maddox liked to copy the sound of the whistle the refs blew, it was very annoying.

Because I didn't eat anything for 6 hours (no wallet) I got home and gorged myself on a burger and fries, then D got home and gave me a donut, and I had a milk shake.  Wow, that really screwed up my digestive tract.  It was very, very unpleasant.