So a mom of one of the boys on Jase’s soccer team sent out an email several weeks ago asking if anyone was interested in doing a fitness boot camp. She was doing one with her company, but had talked to the guy to see if he would do one for some of her friends. He said sure, as long as he had 6 or more he would do it for $10 a session. Not bad. So I signed up. I figured it would be a way to get some different training instead of just my running.

OMG… I really wish I had just stayed in bed this morning. Tiny2b, bigprof… I have no idea how you did it several times a week. This is just once a week!! Today was the first day and I am wiped out. I am physically exhausted and I’ll be surprised if I’m able to walk tomorrow (we did legs). Will I go back next week… yeah, probably. Because I am a glutton for punishment.

I went running last night.   That in itself is no big deal.   The surprising thing is that I went in the middle of a rain storm.  And I’m not talking about a light drizzle.  I’m talking about a bottom falling out of the sky tropical monsoon downpour.  It had been a week since I had been running.  And the last run I had sucked ASS…  i couldn’t even run 1 mile.  I gave up.  It’s been raining here every day for over a week now and the rain washed away all of my running mojo apparantly.  So last night, I was hell bent on running - rain or no rain.

I got ready to go and it started raining.  And then it started raining harder.  I was determined though.  Suddenly it stopped.  I knew I didn’t have much time, but decided to drive down to the lake anyway instead of running around the neighborhood.  I got about 1/2 way through before it started sprinkling.  Another 1/4 way through and it really started to come down.  I was on the total opposite side of the lake and had no choice but to go back to the other side.  So away I went.. people driving by probably thought I was nuts.   I would have done the whole 3.4, but by the time I got back to the 3 mile mark, it was POURING!!  Lightening, everything.  Plus… PLUS… my socks were wet.  I don’t know if I have words to describe the hatred I have for wet socks.  I could feel them squishing in my shoes..  I had to stop. 

But really, when did the need to run become greater than the need to stay dry?!  I felt good, don’t get me wrong.  I think I could actually enjoy running in the rain.. and unless I want to start getting up at 4 am to run, I better get used to it for the summer.

Weight- well, that is steady at mid 180’s.  I’m happy with it right now I think.  I mean, I would like to be less, but I think I’m at a point that I’m so tired of counting calories and all that, i just want to sit here for awhile. I feel if I keep up the running I can do it.  We’ll see.  If I start creeping back up, I’ll have to do damage control

Stepped on the scale this morning and it showed I had lost some weight.  Hmm… how much you ask?

20 POUNDS!!

In one night?  No, I don’t think so.  Stepped on again… sure enough, back to normal - mid 180’s.  Ha ha, Scale….  next time you want to try and fool me, you may want to just bring it down 5 or so. 

Ugh, I haven’t done ANYTHING this week.   Running - out of the question.  I should take up swimming with getupnow as much as it’s been raining here!  3 days straight now and we are slated for more.  And yes, I know I live in FL.  I expect afternoon thunderstorms everyday.   It’s been raining from morning until night lately.  And HARD - I thought the sky was falling last night.  And of course I had to go out and get diapers in the middle of it.  Hopefully it will stop raining soon.

So I guess 3 miles is the new norm for me.  I mapped out a loop in my neighborhood and my friend and I ran it last night.  It seemed like a L  —- O —- N —- G  3 miles, and it took us about 45 minutes.  I was sore since i had just come from playing volleyball.. not so good on the knees.  But I was able to keep up with her the whole time.  It’s weird…. I’m definitely more athletic than she, but she is a better runner.  Plus she’s about 50lbs lighter and she’s been running about a year longer than I have.  But the other day when we ran, she was quite a number of paces ahead of me on the last mile.  Last night, I lagged behind once but then caught up with her and stayed with her the whole time.  Until she pushed it at the very end… I let her go.  I was WORN out!

Eating has been a tad better this week.  Although this weekend was an eatout FEST!!   It was all fast food on Saturday - breakfast, lunch, and dinner.  Ugh.   We were out and about all day.   We went to the beach in the morning, then we went wakeboarding with some friends in the afternoon.   I was hungry yesterday when I got back from my run b/c I had all of 2 or 3 bites of a meatball sub and a bunch of green beans for dinner (before volleyball) but I ate a few chunks of watermelon and called it a night.  I REALLY REALLY wanted to jump in my car and go get something, but I resisted b/c I knew that would blow what i just accomplished with the run!

That is 2 days in a row.  What’s going on?!  What is happening?!  Could I actually be at the point where my mileage has FINALLY upped?  Is 3 miles the new norm?!  Awesome!   I wasn’t planning on going last night, but my Mon night running partner texted me to see if I wanted to go.  I figured why not since I probably wouldn’t go again until Monday.  It would give me 3 days of running this week.  She asked if I wanted to come to her house which frightened me for a minute.  When we run from my house, we do a 2 mile loop.  Her loop is a 3 miler.  I had run 3.4 miles Wednesday night so I had some trepidation on how my knees and legs would hold up.   But I went for it.  I did really well until the very end.  I would say the last mile or so was the worst.  And a lot of my difficulties come from the fact I feel SO dehydrated by then.   Like I am in the middle of the sahara desert dying of thirst.  Plus it was HOT.  H.O.T HOT.  I felt like I was a million degrees.  I am not going to enjoy this summer.  I mean, I run at night anyway and one would think it would be a smidgen cooler… HA!

Anyway, I think I’m going to strive for 3 mile runs from now on.  And maybe make one of my runs during the week a longer run just to get used to the longer mileage.  I’m going to sign up for the Grand Prix race circuit that the local running store hosts every year.  It starts in August and runs the whole year.  Basically, you are signed up for a certain amount of their sponsered races and you get a champion chip to track your time.  I’m going to do it b/c it would keep me running.  It’s easy to say “I’m going to sign up for race X” and then never do it.  This way, I’ll already be signed up.  Most are 5k’s but there are some 10k’s in there as well.  So I do need to work on my mileage.

Weight — slowly dropping.  Down to 185 this morning.  I’m very close to where I was right before I got pregnant with Addison.  But size wise I’m not… this doesn’t make sense.  At my lowest, I was in the 170’s and a size 12.  At 185 I am still in some 16’s (although they really are falling off of me) and barely in 14’s.  I think it’s my butt.  Not sure what to do about it though. Oh well.  Really, I don’t care what size I am as long as I am at the weight I want.  Can’t do much about body shape.

2 miles.  It was easier than I thought since it had been an entire week since i had run.  Plus i played volleyball before I ran so I was worried (rightly so) about my knees.  They hurt out of the gate, but not so much once i got into it.  I think i have come to the realization that new shoes are DEFINITELY needed.  Shins are starting to hurt again.  I was hoping I could make it to the Candlelight Run in June, but I’m not sure.

Eating… bish, plz.  

Weight — not too bad.  Well, it’s not where I want to be but I’m holding steady right around 190.  I mean, it could be worse, right.  I could be back up to where I was awhile ago.  I weighed myself last night and I was 192 which i was pleased with after the wedding extravaganza of this weekend.  I weight myself this morning and I was 187.  Go figure.  If I could get my eating under control I’d be okay.  Why is that the hardest part?!

OH!! And I will have to post pics of Jase in his tuxedo from this weekend when I get a chance.  He was so handsome!!  And of course I will post a picture of myself all dressed up.  I must be doing something right because I have gotten all sorts of compliments from people.