Archive for March, 2013

wee! wee! wee! all the way home.

Wednesday, March 13th, 2013

Not that I’m referring to myself as a pig in this title, oh no! I was going more for the “wee wee wee” factor as in I was so freaking happy walking back home tonight. And not wee wee like pee pee, although I was almost THAT excited. Ya see, after a weeks rest to my mutinous hamstring, I went out tonight and started back on my post injury return to running program. I decided to determine the walk to run ratios by how my leg was feeling & it worked out great. Tonight a few of my run intervals dipped to the 10+ min. mile pace. That’s a remarkable improvement. I kept sneaking peaks at my Garmin in the dark and I kept thinking I must be seeing things. Last time out I was ecstatic that I had made it to a whole 12 min. mile pace. :)  To think that I could barely walk the last of January! God, maybe I’ll rest it again soon another week and see if I can fly. ;)

Now to slowly blend these run intervals together into a complete mile. I’ll work on speed as hamstring dictates and that’s a ways down the road yet. Get that? the road…running…a ways? Okay, I’ll stop now. ;) I’m just giddy.

If I’m going to get going on that 20 pound goal I have to make a schedule and stick to my work-outs because, not that it wasn’t a good one, but that was really all I did today exercise-wise…is that a word? I’m going to bed.

All work and no play…

Tuesday, March 12th, 2013

…makes me one tired chick! I had the opportunity to work for a week and I just finished up Sunday. I jump at the chance to earn a little extra dough on the side. It’s my mad money and I am putting it aside for some new running gear to reward myself for losing 20 pounds by the mid May. There it is people, a goal. I’m not making it a deadline with a date and subjecting myself to all of that type of pressure, because as sure as shit in a goose I will GAIN weight! Eff that!

I have $550.00 worth of incentive in my wallet. That’s a lot sweat, and chow control, but I’m good for it and fingers crossed I’ll be back to running my regular mileage by then so I can get the goodness out of those new running duds…that I haven’t earned yet! I’m working for that money all over again! :)

I’m ready to get to it, too as this past weeks work didn’t leave me much time or energy to work out like I wanted to. The weather is changing and come May/June and ’shorts season’ I am going to love myself for getting clear of as close to 20 pounds as I can. 2 pounds per week. T-W-O. Weekly goal of 2 tiny huge pounds. ;) I’m in!

Easy does it!

Tuesday, March 5th, 2013

I had almost forgotten that it hasn’t been much over a month since my hamstring tear and yesterday it gave me gentle painful hints that I am doing too much too soon.

I’ve slowly built up from a crippled walk, to some jogging, with some running tossed in and I’ve been carefully adding to the distance and diligent about taking a 1 to 2 days break in between any running, until yesterday when apparently I became mildly excited, which is a mild understatement, and hopped straight on the treadmill and jog/ran 1 mile AFTER the mile I did the day before! A couple of times I felt a few tiny small pains and reduced speed, and then like a damned fool sped up again instead of stopping.

WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME?!!!!!!!!! God almighty!

And of course I didn’t stop there like a normal person would. I carried on to do a cross-fit workout. x2 rounds @ 30 reps each of wall balls, deadlifts, OH press, push-ups, weighted front squats, jumprope, and boxjumps.
There were 3 rounds and I quit after 2 rounds. I smartened up by then because  my leg wasn’t hinting anymore. It was swearing at me. At least in the 2nd round I modified a few things. No box jumps and NOOOOO Squats!
I’m mad at myself because I know if I tear, or even strain anything before it is thoroughly healed, I risk permanent injury to my hamstring.

I am not a super hero. I am not invincible. I do not have amazing healing powers. I am a human being. Wise the hell up!

I did wise the hell up and finished my workout with what didn’t stress my leg. I alternated x50 sit-ups and x15 assisted pull-ups for a total of 175 sit-ups and 55 pull-ups with the leftovers! WOW! Better burn than the mile run and the squats and boxjumps.

I don’t know why I’m bothering with squats anyways. I’ve read in running articles and sports injury info that the quads are normally overdeveloped compared to hamstrings and this is why runners have hamstring issues. Underdeveloped hamstrings. If you are running and feel tightening in your hamstrings, stop and stretch out your quads & hip flexors…NOT the hamstrings! I never knew this!

Soooo a few days rest from running and then I am following a mileage building schedule that I downloaded for runners who are recovering from serious hamstring injuries. My injury, so ya know, was from a skating fall. Keep on running! :)

Guess I have a few days now to concentrate on my dumbbells, and my push-ups, sit-ups, pull-ups and any other “ups” that I can think of to torture myself with!

The heartbeat goes on…

Saturday, March 2nd, 2013

Last night I did a Jari Love dvd. Xtremely Ripped 1000. I felt as if my heart was going to Xtremely thrash, thump, pound and beat it’s way  out of my chest. I survived though and it was still beating this morning. This is a good thing. ;)

Then, this afternoon after dragging my ass back and forth over the step to Cathe Friedrichs “Cardio & Weights” and straining with the 8 & 10 pound baby dumbbells I found myself highly frustrated at how wimpy I’ve become in only a matter of months. So I kicked my own ass a bit, then got over myself and now I have a mini goal. To see how fast I can get back to doing these work-outs with the same ease that I was doing them before all of this racket of letting myself go to pot started. My leg still needs work for strengthening, but that doesn’t excuse letting the rest of myself get weak. Bad me! B-a-d!!! There’s no need of it.