This entry will be a soft veiw of what actually took place. I had much more to say right after. I now know that I should always write right after a run. I had my 2.25 mile distance today and I did just that. I went through my neighborhood and so I had the hills to contend with as I struggled. Struggle I did!!! The first mile was alright as I took my time and went at a nice fast pace walk. Then at the 1 mile mark I started the run......At first it was fine and I was doing great. I was breathing well and keeping my head up. Then I hit a point where I felt I
couldn't do it anymore, and I called both sisters and no one was home so I called my husband. By this time I was in anxiety mode. I started to hyperventilate and was having a really
awful time breathing. I had to completely concentrate on breathing in and out and at the same time from somewhere in the back of my brain I continued the run. My husband and daughter were very helpful, in fact they are the reason I went on. My DH and daughter were both saying "you can do it" which is our family theme and we say it to the children all the time. I had one last
humongous hill left. It is a dozy people I mean it
HATES me. I almost did not get all the way up but I kept going and breathing and running and breathing and focusing on my husbands voice and breathing. As I turned the corner of my street my husband and daughter were in the front yard saying "you can do it" and cheering. I even think, but cant be sure, my husband had a white flag he was waving. There are two new pictures of me on the site one is the way I looked ( although I felt a million times worse) and the other is about 5 minutes after my run was over. you may think I was giving my hubby a dirty look but in fact I was still scowling from the torture I just self inflicted. All in all I went 2.30 miles and I am proud of every step but it SUCKED! I came in the house fully knowing I was going to quit and call my sisters and resign as gracefully as I could. I figured I was still in one piece and that is good enough for me. Time and reason has since overcome my quick judgement and I will continue on the path. Currently (5 hours later) I have a migraine headache, kids screaming, bathing the kids and
Chipotle salad awaiting my private time in 15 minutes. Yep bed time is early tonight my friends! So kudos to all those souls who run and enjoy. I may die trying to get to 3 miles.....let alone 13 miles.
Ok, lets not get ahead of myself. Bye
Food Journal:
12oz milk 8:30am
1 breakfast croissant from fast food 8:45am
1/2 cup peanuts 1:45pm
2 8oz caffeine free pepsi's 3:30 & 4:15
1 chipotle salad waiting with cheese, pork, salsa, and lettuce - who knows when
1 comment:
You go girl!!! I am so excited you got up to 2.3! You will be up to 13 in no time! I can't wait to see you finish that race! I will be cheering for you so loud that my voice will go hoarse!
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