Sunday, January 17, 2010
Bad jogging day
Sunday, January 17, 2010 – 293 days to M day. I took yesterday off for no apparent reason. I planned on jogging 5 miles this morning but only managed 3. I had cramps and other intestinal issues. I ran in about 40 minutes; and after the jog my knees starting hurting. I’m a mess, and started doubting if I can do this. I want to buy new running shoes and was planning on a trip to Fleet Feet but the car was making some kind of noise and he (hub) didn’t want to drive it to Jersey. I don’t know what the problem was but I certainly would have gone. I’ll go back to the gym tomorrow. My sister’s who don’t want to be my sisters are annoying me so I had to hide their posts on FB. I’ve been very tired and haven’t written much
Friday, January 15, 2010
Home
Friday, January 15, 2010 – 295 days to M day. I did jog yesterday and this morning.
Yesterday, I went to the mill about 5:45 am. Still was in Virginia Beach.I jogged at an incline of 1.0-mile 1 4.5, walked 1 minute; mile 2 4.6, walked 1 minute, mile 3, 4.6 walked 1 minute, mile 4, 4.5 then the last minute and a half 4.8. Cooled down and stretched. About 440 calories, resting heart rate 88 and it went up to 166 but averaged around 153. I was ok for the first half; the last 1/2 mile was a bit of a struggle. My inner thigh muscles were aching and I was very aware of my knees. And now both knees are aching.
Yesterday, I got to the airport with plenty of time for my 1:51 pm flight home. We bordered on time, and we taxied only a couple of minutes behind schedule….looking good. We started to speed, nose off the ground, my eyes were closed and wham the pilot brought the nose back down and touched ground. Oh, I just wanted to get home. There was a malfunction; I guess the check engine light went on, with the cooling system. Off the plane we went and we waited for 2 hours until maintenance fixed the problem and the engines were working properly. I didn’t think twice about getting back on that plane. I took a nap; smooth ride home.
This morning I was at my gym at 6:15am. The mills at this gym are not as nice as the hotel mills. I tried to do interval training. 10 minutes at 4.5, 2 minutes at 5.0, 1 minute at 4.7, 2 minutes at 5.1, 1 minute at 4.7, 2 minutes at 5.1 for 20 minutes. Miles were over 2; I think 2.25 (I was a bit dazed this morning. I don’t know what my heart rate was…it felt like it went to 164 or so.
Trying to work today, but my concentration is way off.
Yesterday, I went to the mill about 5:45 am. Still was in Virginia Beach.I jogged at an incline of 1.0-mile 1 4.5, walked 1 minute; mile 2 4.6, walked 1 minute, mile 3, 4.6 walked 1 minute, mile 4, 4.5 then the last minute and a half 4.8. Cooled down and stretched. About 440 calories, resting heart rate 88 and it went up to 166 but averaged around 153. I was ok for the first half; the last 1/2 mile was a bit of a struggle. My inner thigh muscles were aching and I was very aware of my knees. And now both knees are aching.
Yesterday, I got to the airport with plenty of time for my 1:51 pm flight home. We bordered on time, and we taxied only a couple of minutes behind schedule….looking good. We started to speed, nose off the ground, my eyes were closed and wham the pilot brought the nose back down and touched ground. Oh, I just wanted to get home. There was a malfunction; I guess the check engine light went on, with the cooling system. Off the plane we went and we waited for 2 hours until maintenance fixed the problem and the engines were working properly. I didn’t think twice about getting back on that plane. I took a nap; smooth ride home.
This morning I was at my gym at 6:15am. The mills at this gym are not as nice as the hotel mills. I tried to do interval training. 10 minutes at 4.5, 2 minutes at 5.0, 1 minute at 4.7, 2 minutes at 5.1, 1 minute at 4.7, 2 minutes at 5.1 for 20 minutes. Miles were over 2; I think 2.25 (I was a bit dazed this morning. I don’t know what my heart rate was…it felt like it went to 164 or so.
Trying to work today, but my concentration is way off.
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
my aching knees
Wednesday, January 13, 2010 – 298 days to M day. I didn’t run last night. My knees were hurting, bad.
I took a couple of pills and went to sleep early. When I woke this morning and my feet hit the floor, not too much pain, I went to the mill. I jogged for 2 miles at 4.5, incline 1, walked for 1 minute and jogged for another 2 miles at 4.5, 1 incline. The first 2 miles were easier than the last mile. My resting heart rate was 88 and I got it to 166, which for my age, is about the max. My average heart rate was 155, about 750 calories. My knees started hurting at 2.5 miles and right now are killing me. I don’t know what I’m going to do. I have an ortho doc appt on Monday for a possible cortisone injection, but I don’t want to mention the other knee. Maybe, it will start to feel better after a while.
I took a couple of pills and went to sleep early. When I woke this morning and my feet hit the floor, not too much pain, I went to the mill. I jogged for 2 miles at 4.5, incline 1, walked for 1 minute and jogged for another 2 miles at 4.5, 1 incline. The first 2 miles were easier than the last mile. My resting heart rate was 88 and I got it to 166, which for my age, is about the max. My average heart rate was 155, about 750 calories. My knees started hurting at 2.5 miles and right now are killing me. I don’t know what I’m going to do. I have an ortho doc appt on Monday for a possible cortisone injection, but I don’t want to mention the other knee. Maybe, it will start to feel better after a while.
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Monday, January 11, 2010
Monday, MOnday
Monday, January 11, 2010 – 299 days to M day. Back to Virginia Beach. I was up at 5:15am and at the airport by 6:30. Security was a bitch this morning, Monday, Monday. At the lounge, I ate cereal, that didn’t turn my milk a different color, and a banana. I also had coffee. I took an apple for the road. I was at the school by 10:15 and that is after stopping at the Daily Grind for coffee. Patty, my daughter in law is expected a baby girl in about 3.5 weeks. The doc thought her water might have started to break but the doctor decided it was nothing to be concerned with and sent her home. I hope she delivers when I’m home. Lunch was a veggie sandwich. Worked all day, went to dinner and when I got to the room decided to go the fitness center to lift weights. I lifted some of the arm weight machines and did crunches. I was not supposed to jog today but the mill was calling my name. I swear it was. I jogged for 30 minutes at 1.0 incline starting at 4.5 to 4.6 up to 5.0 for only 4 minutes, walked for a couple of minutes and then started at 4.6 to 4.7 up to 5.0 to just over 2 miles. In about 26 minutes and then walked to 30. I got my heart rate to 166. Not bad. Overall, a good day. I’m tired and will be going to sleep early tonight.
Sunday, January 10, 2010
What more is there in life...
Sunday, January 10, 2010 -300 days to M day. OMG, it’s almost here. I’m so not ready.
“What more is there in life than a moment when you know you can do anything.” Mike Franfurt from Run your First Marathon…. Grete Weitz and Gloria Averbuch. This is my mantra. I make no excuses for not doing any sort of physical activity yesterday. It was my daughter-in-law’s baby shower yesterday and I had a choice of jogging in the early morning or after the shower. I didn’t get up early; well, I opened my eyes and turned right over. It wasn’t that I was jogging outside in the freezing cold; I was planning on the mill at the gym. But no, I fell back to sleep. Baby Shower was nice; my sister’s were a no show, each with there own excuse. One of them emailed Chris (my son) to ask for his address (he recently moved) so she can send a gift. He told me after he sent the address. If he had told me before I would have asked him not to send it. I haven’t heard from Nancy since New Years Eve, except for an email to tell me she couldn’t attend the shower. Very nice sister’s I have. I refuse to call. Mommy would be so proud of us! Emilia and Carmela (sis-in-law and niece) attended, and that’s it folks for my family. I like Emilia and Carmela. The Baby Shower was at a local restaurant and the food was very tasty, like restaurant food and not party food. A good time was had. Taylor, my granddaughter, who is 13, enjoyed herself. Wait until little Miss Unnamed yet, cries at 2am, my guess is that Taylor will not be so happy. The party was over at 4 so I couldn’t have gone to the gym, but I didn’t. No reason other than I didn’t. Sometimes I’m such a dumbass.
This morning I went to the gym about 9:45. I jogged for 5 minutes at 4.0 and then went to 3.25 miles between 4.4 and 4.6 more at 4.5. I slowed to 4.0 and walked for 2 minutes than jogged another mile at 4.5-4.6, slowed to 4.0 walked for 1 minute and jogged another mile, jogged 4.6-4.8, slowed to 4.0 walked for 1.5 minutes and jogged to 6 miles at 4.5-4.6. 700 calories, 80 minutes, average 12 minute miles. (I calculated at the marathonguide.com site and checked twice. It has to be more than 12 minute mile’s, maybe it was more than 80 minutes, but not by much.).
I definitely should have stopped at the 2 mile mark and walked for a minute. I’m going to start that tomorrow. I have been so stressed, at home, at work. I’m flying back to Virginia Beach tomorrow and staying until Thu. I have to train smart. “What more is there in life than a moment when you know you can do anything.”
“What more is there in life than a moment when you know you can do anything.” Mike Franfurt from Run your First Marathon…. Grete Weitz and Gloria Averbuch. This is my mantra. I make no excuses for not doing any sort of physical activity yesterday. It was my daughter-in-law’s baby shower yesterday and I had a choice of jogging in the early morning or after the shower. I didn’t get up early; well, I opened my eyes and turned right over. It wasn’t that I was jogging outside in the freezing cold; I was planning on the mill at the gym. But no, I fell back to sleep. Baby Shower was nice; my sister’s were a no show, each with there own excuse. One of them emailed Chris (my son) to ask for his address (he recently moved) so she can send a gift. He told me after he sent the address. If he had told me before I would have asked him not to send it. I haven’t heard from Nancy since New Years Eve, except for an email to tell me she couldn’t attend the shower. Very nice sister’s I have. I refuse to call. Mommy would be so proud of us! Emilia and Carmela (sis-in-law and niece) attended, and that’s it folks for my family. I like Emilia and Carmela. The Baby Shower was at a local restaurant and the food was very tasty, like restaurant food and not party food. A good time was had. Taylor, my granddaughter, who is 13, enjoyed herself. Wait until little Miss Unnamed yet, cries at 2am, my guess is that Taylor will not be so happy. The party was over at 4 so I couldn’t have gone to the gym, but I didn’t. No reason other than I didn’t. Sometimes I’m such a dumbass.
This morning I went to the gym about 9:45. I jogged for 5 minutes at 4.0 and then went to 3.25 miles between 4.4 and 4.6 more at 4.5. I slowed to 4.0 and walked for 2 minutes than jogged another mile at 4.5-4.6, slowed to 4.0 walked for 1 minute and jogged another mile, jogged 4.6-4.8, slowed to 4.0 walked for 1.5 minutes and jogged to 6 miles at 4.5-4.6. 700 calories, 80 minutes, average 12 minute miles. (I calculated at the marathonguide.com site and checked twice. It has to be more than 12 minute mile’s, maybe it was more than 80 minutes, but not by much.).
I definitely should have stopped at the 2 mile mark and walked for a minute. I’m going to start that tomorrow. I have been so stressed, at home, at work. I’m flying back to Virginia Beach tomorrow and staying until Thu. I have to train smart. “What more is there in life than a moment when you know you can do anything.”
Saturday, January 9, 2010
Thursday, January 7, 2010
Morning work out.....
Thursday, January 07, 2010-303 days to M day. I actually woke up at 5:45 am, ready, set…stop…drank some diet coke for caffeine, and off I go to the treadmill, yet again. I can not believe it is so cold in Virginia Beach. After reading Grete Weitz’s book, I decided to go back to step one. I ran for 3 miles and only 3 miles. I cooled down, stretched, went back to my room, showered and started my day. Now, I really shouldn’t be starting this on a Wed so I’m going to run 3 to 4 miles until I ‘start’ step 1 on Monday.
I had a busy day at work, the school held orientation today. I had dinner with a co-worker, who is flying home tomorrow morning. We dined at P.F. Changs. I think it’s a franchisee Chinese food place. She recommended a Key Lime Martini, it was ok, a bit weird drinking a key lime pie. Food was acceptable. The Tofu was too soft on the inside. I really wasn’t hungry. I just heard light snow tonight. I’m leaving to go home tomorrow early afternoon, please plane gods, Mother Nature, don’t let there be delays.
I’m back here on Monday so I’m storing my luggage at the hotel. I’m tired. Night.
I had a busy day at work, the school held orientation today. I had dinner with a co-worker, who is flying home tomorrow morning. We dined at P.F. Changs. I think it’s a franchisee Chinese food place. She recommended a Key Lime Martini, it was ok, a bit weird drinking a key lime pie. Food was acceptable. The Tofu was too soft on the inside. I really wasn’t hungry. I just heard light snow tonight. I’m leaving to go home tomorrow early afternoon, please plane gods, Mother Nature, don’t let there be delays.
I’m back here on Monday so I’m storing my luggage at the hotel. I’m tired. Night.
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Another cold night in Virginia Beach
Wednesday, January 06, 2010 – 304 days to M day. I had planned on jogging last night but I was invited to dinner with the Campus President. We had a very nice dinner and I had a glass of wine. I ordered a mixed salad with pistachio nuts and dried cranberries and walnuts. And for the main course shrimps and scallops over penne, hold the shrimp. I ate some of the scallops but mostly pushed it around the plate. I ordered a key lime crème brulee dessert. It was ok but more key lime than crème brulee.
I don’t drink often; I think I lead a very boring life, actually. One glass of wine and I didn’t think it was a such a good idea to exercise when I returned to my room.
It was again cold and dark in the Virginia Beach area. The treadmill it was. My brain wanted to jog but my stomach had other ideas. It could have been the dinner the night before. I only jogged about 40 minutes and had to stop a couple of times. Awful!
I can’t call myself a vegetarian because I sometimes crave a tuna fish sandwich or for example last night at dinner with someone I really don’t know, with a limited menu and wanting to avoid a complicated order I’ll stick with scallops…(scallops don’t have eyes). I don’t eat animal meat and fish meat. I do drink yummy milk and eat eggs and cheese. I love cheese. It’s only been a couple of years. I had been cutting back on meat. I’m not even going to being a rant how animals are becoming more bio-hazardous to people and that this is permitted by the FDA. What really got me was a news story with video some might remember of a cow being pushed to slaughter. Poor cow; the noise coming from him, he knew. I understand the food chain and we are at the top of it but I cried anyway and stopped eating meat.
My protein comes from beans and eggs. I know I’m not getting enough. How much do I need for my training? Or do I concentrate on the carbs?
I’m going jogging again tomorrow morning. I have to find a balance between my workouts and my job, which has me on the road often. I think I have to jog in the early morning when I’m on the road.
I don’t drink often; I think I lead a very boring life, actually. One glass of wine and I didn’t think it was a such a good idea to exercise when I returned to my room.
It was again cold and dark in the Virginia Beach area. The treadmill it was. My brain wanted to jog but my stomach had other ideas. It could have been the dinner the night before. I only jogged about 40 minutes and had to stop a couple of times. Awful!
I can’t call myself a vegetarian because I sometimes crave a tuna fish sandwich or for example last night at dinner with someone I really don’t know, with a limited menu and wanting to avoid a complicated order I’ll stick with scallops…(scallops don’t have eyes). I don’t eat animal meat and fish meat. I do drink yummy milk and eat eggs and cheese. I love cheese. It’s only been a couple of years. I had been cutting back on meat. I’m not even going to being a rant how animals are becoming more bio-hazardous to people and that this is permitted by the FDA. What really got me was a news story with video some might remember of a cow being pushed to slaughter. Poor cow; the noise coming from him, he knew. I understand the food chain and we are at the top of it but I cried anyway and stopped eating meat.
My protein comes from beans and eggs. I know I’m not getting enough. How much do I need for my training? Or do I concentrate on the carbs?
I’m going jogging again tomorrow morning. I have to find a balance between my workouts and my job, which has me on the road often. I think I have to jog in the early morning when I’m on the road.
Monday, January 4, 2010
A little piece of heaven
Monday, January 04, 2010 – 306 days to M day. Cold and dark so off to the hotel treadmill I went. Wow, I jogged for 90 minutes tonight, slow as Pretty Boy Floyd (my box turtle) but I did it. I jogged for 60 minutes, walked for 2 minutes, jogged for 10 minutes, walked for 2 minutes until I got to 90. Then I cooled down for 5 minutes. I’m picking up stamina before I try to pick up speed. I’m trying to follow Grete Waitz’s training advice. Yes, the airport was exhausting. It was closed last night because of a possible security breach so flights were cancelled; it was mayhem this morning. My flight was delayed for 2.5 hours. I belong to the airline club so I was comfy while waiting. There is nothing worse than being with the ‘regular’ people waiting for a delayed flight. (Don’t forget I’m a road warrior so this is my piece of comfort.) Luckily, I’m staying at a hotel with dual shower heads. After my run those dual shower heads were a little piece of heaven! I order room service and the day ends on a positive note.
I almost have the perfect playlist but I can’t tell what songs because they are not motivational at all. Maybe at a later date I’ll start giving it up, not yet.
I almost have the perfect playlist but I can’t tell what songs because they are not motivational at all. Maybe at a later date I’ll start giving it up, not yet.
Sunday, January 3, 2010
Rest day!
Sunday, January 03, 2010 – 307 days to M day. Ok, I didn’t jog today. I logged in just over 30 miles last week, I needed a rest day. And rest I did! I didn’t dare brave the frigid cold outdoors; rather, I stayed in my jammies all day, eating junk food, watching silly TV and football games, which today was silly TV, the Giants. I also read and napped. I did some work and packed for my trip tomorrow. I work for an education company that owns quite a few schools all over the US. I am part of a support team that helps out. I travel some and when I don’t I work from home. It certainly has cut down on my commute time; however, I do work more hours because I am home. I have been home for a while and will be travelling most of January. Thankfully, I am going to warmer weather, in the balmy 40’s. Hopefully I can get some outdoor jogging in. Take it from someone who flys often, there hasn’t been decent airport security in a good long time. I’m thinking airport security is going to be a nightmare….wish me luck!
Saturday, January 2, 2010
"Hurry Slowly"
Saturday, January 02, 2010 – 308 days to M day. I still have the stitch on my side from yesterday so I’m thinking it might not be a stitch. It’s been painful for most of yesterday and today. I did go to the gym, still way too cold outside, and jogged for 45 minutes, walked for 10 then jogged some more, and so on. Total time on the treadmill was 80 minutes, only about 5.5 miles. I’m hoping whatever it is that’s smarting will just go away. It was difficult today. I’m still reading Run Your First Marathon by Grete Waitz and she advises to “hurry slowly”, this from the woman who is faster than the speed of light. What do you think her slow is? Good advise though. I’m looking for the best possible training regiment to get me to the other side, without spending a lot of money to hire a trainer.
Her laughter is what I remember the most, about my Mom. When she was sick she didn’t give up laughing or making jokes. In the last 3 years of her life she was immersed in the culture of being sick. Doctor, hospital, chemotherapy, radiation, scan, blood test. Doctor, hospital, chemotherapy, radiation, scan, blood test. She didn’t let it get her down. She kept herself high on, well, Percocet for one but on living. She chose to live a culture of living, rather than on sickness and death. Mom had surgery on her abdomen to remove an aneurysm 3 weeks before my sister was getting married. It was a very difficult surgery because she had metastatic breast cancer besides the aneurysm. She pulled through it and was home before the wedding. If I remember the dress had to be altered because she lost even more weight. Anyway, the laughter thing; obviously the wound was not healed and was leaking some. She didn’t want to leak on the dress so with her friend Kate we wrapped the wound in saran wrap and tape, a lot of saran wrap and tape. She was laughing and joking about the saran wrap. There she was the proud Mom walking down the aisle of the church, wig on, dress on, saran wrap on, smiling. It was a very long day for her but she held up. She smiled a lot that day, maybe it was her milestone; living to see her baby get married. She wasn’t supposed to be living on my sister’s wedding day.
Her laughter is what I remember the most, about my Mom. When she was sick she didn’t give up laughing or making jokes. In the last 3 years of her life she was immersed in the culture of being sick. Doctor, hospital, chemotherapy, radiation, scan, blood test. Doctor, hospital, chemotherapy, radiation, scan, blood test. She didn’t let it get her down. She kept herself high on, well, Percocet for one but on living. She chose to live a culture of living, rather than on sickness and death. Mom had surgery on her abdomen to remove an aneurysm 3 weeks before my sister was getting married. It was a very difficult surgery because she had metastatic breast cancer besides the aneurysm. She pulled through it and was home before the wedding. If I remember the dress had to be altered because she lost even more weight. Anyway, the laughter thing; obviously the wound was not healed and was leaking some. She didn’t want to leak on the dress so with her friend Kate we wrapped the wound in saran wrap and tape, a lot of saran wrap and tape. She was laughing and joking about the saran wrap. There she was the proud Mom walking down the aisle of the church, wig on, dress on, saran wrap on, smiling. It was a very long day for her but she held up. She smiled a lot that day, maybe it was her milestone; living to see her baby get married. She wasn’t supposed to be living on my sister’s wedding day.
Every breath
Friday, January 01, 2010 – 309 days to M day. I’ve been thinking about it and I think I’m too slow to be call myself a runner, I think I’m still in the jogging stage. So what do you do when you get that stitch on your side? It just ruined my jog on the treadmill. I tried to walk it off and it just wouldn’t go away. I was only on the treadmill for 60 minutes and did about 4.2 miles. Bad day, I just didn’t want to have a bad day on the first day of the year. 2010…..in 1990 my Mom died…20 years ago on April 3 at 9am, she died.
She didn’t die peacefully; each breath a battle fought. She was so sick I sometimes wonder how she survived as long as she did. The willpower on that woman was something I have never seen before or since. I have so much to say about my mother and her very difficult life, our life, my life. Maybe this is the forum. In the last 20 years I have looked up to the sky and asked for her help more times than I care to admit. If there was any time that I need her, really needed to hang on to her, it is now. I’m counting on her willpower, to guide me, to strengthen me, to make me cross a finish line, to make me live.
She didn’t die peacefully; each breath a battle fought. She was so sick I sometimes wonder how she survived as long as she did. The willpower on that woman was something I have never seen before or since. I have so much to say about my mother and her very difficult life, our life, my life. Maybe this is the forum. In the last 20 years I have looked up to the sky and asked for her help more times than I care to admit. If there was any time that I need her, really needed to hang on to her, it is now. I’m counting on her willpower, to guide me, to strengthen me, to make me cross a finish line, to make me live.
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