Category: trail running

Slow and Steady

weight-loss-motivation-quote-half-poundIt doesn’t feel like almost a week since I wrote last!  Time is zipping by.

At weigh-in this past weekend, I lost another 1.5 pounds.  Slow and steady, I suppose.  I am just happy to be back to losing each week.

On Sunday, I pulled a pair of capri pants out of the closet that are a size smaller than the ones I have been wearing.  Just for giggles and kicks, I pulled them on, and they fit!  I ended up wearing them the rest of the day.  I don’t feel a lot of difference yet in my other clothes, but I just need to be patient.  It will happen.

I hit the treadmill this morning and remembered to check my distance as well as my time!  Just over 2.3 miles.  Not much, but better than nothing, and it’s a great start.  I can’t wait to get back to trail running, but I know my legs (and the rest of my body) are not up it quite yet.  But I will get there.

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Sick of the 160’s!

I must have developed amnesia when I weighed in Saturday morning.  I stepped onto the scale, saw that I had lost one lousy, rotten, measly pound, and was disappointed. And angry.  And pissed.  One $#@%^$ pound?  Really?

Then I remembered that I had been off on Monday and Tuesday for New Year’s, that I ate like a pig, that I continued to struggle on Wednesday, and really didn’t get back on track until Thursday.  So honestly, it’s amazing I didn’t have a gain, and I should be thankful for the one pound I managed to lose!

I am just sick of being in the 160’s.  I feel like I’ve been here forever (seven weeks, to be exact).  Just when I thought I was going to dip into the 150’s, I fell flat on my face and gained like it was my job.

I want to hit the 150’s by next week, so I have one week left to try to make this happen. Problem is, after only losing only one pound this past week, I now have a little over three pounds to go.  It’s going to be a challenge, for sure.  But I still suspect at least some of that is water weight, and that if I am consistent and work hard this week, I will finally be rid of the weight I had re-gained, will edge down into the 150’s, and will be done with the 160’s at last.

Over the weekend, I ran 11 miles on trails, which was wonderful.  (And a bit muddy and messy, but still better than a treadmill or sidewalk).  My routine of ice, massage, and compression socks seems to be keeping my plantar fasciitis in check, which is a relief.

I got a lot of exercise in the yard this weekend too.  My husband and I raked and bagged leaves, and I have to say, if you end up laughing so hard you can barely work, and something like raking leaves ends up fun just because you are doing it together, then you have a keeper…which I already knew.

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Damn Hamburger

I ventured out on Sunday to go trail running.  Since it was early, and I didn’t have to worry about it getting dark any time soon, I decided to explore some new trails and wander out on parts of the trails I was afraid to check out in the evenings, afraid I’d get stuck somewhere in the dark, with no idea how to get back to civilization.

I had to slow my pace, because the terrain on some of these trails was very uneven, parts of the trail washed out from recent rains, or very steep.  But before I started my cool-down walk, I managed to cover 15 miles!  That is the most I have ever run.  And I felt it!  My legs were sore before I could even start stretching.

When I got home, I offered to take my husband out to lunch for Veterans Day, but he had already eaten while I was out running.  I made the seemingly innocent decision to go pick up a hamburger from a restaurant up the street.

I don’t even know what made me choose a burger, since I usually prefer chicken sandwiches.  I ended up not even finishing it because I didn’t like it that much.  Still, the damage had already been done.  Either the meat or the lettuce on the sandwich was apparently contaminated or not prepared properly.  I ended up with a lovely case of food poisoning.

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I curled up in the corner of the couch that evening, told my husband my stomach was a little upset, but it would be fine soon.  Well, it wasn’t.  I went to bed sick, and I woke up even sicker.  I will spare you the gory details, but it was a very rough day!  My husband, who was home in honor of Veterans Day, ended up waking up early and taking care of me instead of taking a nice, well-deserved day off.

I didn’t dare eat anything (and didn’t even want to) until late yesterday evening, when I tentatively nibbled on some saltines.  Today I feel much better, shaky, but I think that is from not eating for so long.

And now that I am feeling better, I owe my poor husband a belated Veterans Day dinner!

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Halloween Trail Run

5e9c7936b8040086f95036d5e55e58b5With the time change coming up very soon, my days of trail-running in the evenings are coming to a close.  It will be too dark by the time I get home from work.  So I headed out last night for a Halloween trail run.

Trail running is so much better than sidewalk running.  I love the trees and plants all around me, the uneven ground, watching curious wildlife (thankfully, only squirrels and rabbits so far).

I actually started to think there was something wrong with Runkeeper, because it was counting off miles so fast.  I covered three miles before I even knew it.  My pace was faster than usual, even with the rocky ground and tree roots.

Before it got too dark, I had a chance to slip off onto one of the narrower, less-used trails.  It was pretty steep at first, but I was so interested in exploring this new area, it didn’t bother me much.  Unfortunately, daylight was slipping away fast, so I had to cut it short, turn around, and work my way toward the trail entrance to finish off my run on the well-lit sidewalk (boo, hiss!).

This morning, while we were laying in bed and pretending we hadn’t heard the alarm or the two snooze alarms after that, my husband rubbed my back and told me I’m doing great and should be proud of myself.  It was good to hear.  No one else has really commented on my weight loss yet, and I imagine it’s because I’ve lost weight before, only to gain it all back.  That’s okay.  I know I will reach my goal this time, and I will keep it off.

I was able to wear a sweater to work today that I haven’t worn in a very long time.  One of my co-workers complimented me on it.  It’s been a while since anyone told me I look nice in something I am wearing.  I could get used to this!

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