Just checking in to say we did Day 2, Week 3 tonight and also did my push ups a bit earlier. Downside was the heavy, humid air and relative warmth for 8 at night, almost 80 degrees. Calves are sore, everything else is good to go.
Now I just have to decide whether to run Day 3 on Friday morning or afternoon. I have a baseball game to attend on Friday evening.
Well, this week has sucked in terms of running. Work and weather have conspired a bit against it. I’m going to see if I can run tonight before capoeira practice.
I feel the same way. When I first started this, my heartrate had gotten up to 170 on one of the 60 second runs. Now, it’s around 163 after the 3 minute runs. My lung capacity is better too. I don’t feel the heaviness in my chest after running.
My problem is the sciatica flaring up after every run and the next morning. I iced it last night (Week 3, Day 2) and first thing this morning. It’s a lot better now, but I worry about it getting bad enough for me to have to quit. I’m just hoping that the stronger I get, the less it will flare up.
My last run of week 3 is tomorrow. It’s going by surprisingly quickly!
I did not get out to the street at all yesterday. I had been up too late the night before and needed to get to work early which makes for a perfect storm of not having enough time, and yesterday evening was just a bad evening (over-stressed boyfriend, upset stomach, mild depression).
This morning I woke up out of a panic-inducing dream (severe acrophobia attack) to a boyfriend who was still very unhappy with life. My stomach was still protesting from last night, and my inner critic was telling me just how much of a complete failure I was to put off running yesterday, and how as usual another ambition of mine had fallen flat. I really was in no mood to strap on the shoes and head out.
But the boyfriend nagged me about it. At least as much as the boyfriend nags me. “Honey, I’m nagging you. I think it would be a good idea if you got out and exercised at least for a little bit this morning.” (Yeah, such a shrew!
So I did. I did not do as well as I had on Monday, but I did get three full intervals done (1, 3, 5) and two half ones (7, 8). I have no idea if I’m run/jog/stumbling well. This time there was more foot pain, but I had also tied my shoes a bit tighter to try and stop the heels from sliding. I succeeded in preventing heel-slide, but got more pain across the top of the foot than I did on Monday. I also had more arch pain that I’ve had since starting the program.
Regardless, I did go out, and am trying to feel happy about it.
Today I did Day 2 Week 3. Fortunately the weather was on my side with a sunny mid-60 degree to make it easier to get out there.
Things I’ve learned since starting this program:
If there is a god-awful smell, do not look around to investigate the source. I did NOT need to see the deer carcass in the ditch.
Make sure the zipper of the running bra is secure before starting to run to prevent a wardrobe malfunction.
Three minutes of running is a hell of a lot longer than three minutes of walking.
Some drivers are nice and go completely into the other lane to avoid hitting me. Others are jerks and barely move. If I could run AND talk, I would be cursing them.
Well, I did have the spare breath and energy to give the guy who forced me into a bunch of tree roots the finger and yell at him to go fuck himself. I suppose that’s good.
Seriously, that is so totally unlike me. Not because I’m not a crude and violent person but because I’m usually so flummoxed when somebody does something assholish that I can’t think of a response.
Drat! This morning was meant to be wk3d2. I rolled my left ankle about 15 seconds into the first 3 minute run. I had to hobble back home, moi escorting me. Which is I guess a blessing in disguise, since she just called and says she’s coming down with a cold. I guess we chalk this up as week 2.5 and start again on Monday. Sucks, because we were both feeling pretty good about it.
A day late, but I got week 3 day 2 done today. Spent the entire day in the emergency room with the almost ex-wife on Wednesday. (she refuses to stop drinking or do anything to take care of herself).
It was odd. During the 1st 90 second run, I felt awesome. For the 1st time I thought this might be doable. Then reality came crashing in on the 3 minute runs. I got through the 1st one, but I had to stop at 2:30 on the 2nd one. I only stopped for about 15 seconds though, and I tacked it on to the end. Then I tacked on an extra minute at the end of the last 3 min walk.
My lungs were especially small today. I may have just noticed the strain more because I ran after a long, tiring day at work. Either way, I once again got through it and felt fine as soon as I was done.
Well, I got dressed for work this morning and my very expensive suit pants are hanging off me like skin on a Shar Pei. Seriously, I can fit a fist and then some between me and my pants at the waistband. If I didn’t have, ahem, “good bearin’ hips”, my pants would fall off. This is going to be a damned expensive venture, and I’m not sure I can afford the cost to my wardrobe!
So far I don’t have any wardrobe worries. Current size is starting to fit like it’s supposed to, and I have a few pants in the next size down already.
I finished week 3 this morning. This is the first day that my brain wasn’t into it. It didn’t want to get up, then it didn’t want to go to the fitness center, and it definitely didn’t want to get on the treadmill. All through the runs it kept telling me to stop. I told it to shut up.
I’m terrified of week 4… but then, I was terrified of 3, wasn’t I? I didn’t make it up this morning but I’ll do w3d3 tomorrow and then, hell, what’s five minutes? But I look like the Saggy Baggy Elephant and need to at least buy a belt. Also I’m starving.
Seriously, what are you two eating?! I feel like I’ve gained weight since starting and I haven’t changed my eating habits at all. I not only feel it in my legs, which would be understandable, but I feel like my stomach is fatter, too. I’m not sure if my co-worker was being nice when he said my face looked slimmer, but I don’t understand why I would feel fatter around my middle, but lose weight in my face. :mad:
I started using Livestrong.com’s The Daily Plate to track what I actually am eating instead of winging it. I set my calorie intake to lose 2 lbs per week and based on my weight that puts me at about 1700 calories a day. On the days I excercise I eat more.
You will be suprised at what you actually do eat when you start tracking it religiously. The site is extremely easy to use as well.
So…excercise, healthy eating, and 80 oz of water a day. That’s what I’m doing.
I’ve been eating anything I want, but I generally eat pretty healthy to start with (except for portions). I certainly haven’t been dieting or anything, because I don’t think it’s a really good idea to start an unaccustomedly intense workout regimen and really restrict calories at the same time. (Especially if I do this marathon thing.) I think the reason I’ve been dropping fat is that I’m literally going from couch to 5K - a lot of other people here were exercising before. So they’re already lost that beginner’s encouragement weight.
I’ll have to start after the weekend. My mother’s in town From Saturday to Monday and she insists on eating out for about half of our meals.
Zsofia, I won’t be restricting calories. When I’m on Atkins, I don’t count calories anyway and considering how many calories are in full fat salad dressing, cheese, eggs and meat, I’ll be getting plenty of them. I balance that out with a lot of veggies and water.