Oh. My. Lord.
I have just begun week 2 of month 2 of Insanity. Follow that? Towards the end of the first month in the program, I was really starting to feel strong and healthy and fit. Man, I could even almost keep up with the group of insane people who were working out alongside Shaun T. How’s that for feeling accomplished, right? Am I right?
Then came a week of Core and Balance workouts, the recovery period between month 1 and month 2. I think I was beginning to like this period more than I should have, because when I started month 2 it felt like i’d run into a brick wall headfirst. What the hell, Shaun T?
This first week of month 2 really can be labelled as insane. I thought i’d never worked so hard when I started month 1, and now I kinda feel like i’d rather be back there than here. As I progress through each workout though, my muscles become accustomed to the torturous moves. In fact, i’m really loving the diamond jacks. They’re my favorite, if such can be the case with a workout regime. I was worried during recovery week because my left knee was giving me some trouble, but this pain has all but disappeared now.
I do still have my moments with the nutrition plan, like times where I forget there is one. But all in all, this has changed me both physically and mentally in a way nothing else has even come close to in my lifetime. As I was running bases in a slopitch game last evening, I could feel how improved my speed has become. I was not winded at all. I was not in any muscular pain you might feel during the first game of the season.
I’m so darn excited to try running again. I might try it out this weekend. Or I might be smart about it and wait a little longer until I finish the Insanity program. Either way, i’ve found an infused hope that my days of fitness are not even close to over. And i’ve Insanity to thank for that.
My treadmill is calculating everything in kilometres. Which means, just so you know, I jogged 1.8 miles in 34 minutes. I am a terrible jogger.
I thought it was way too easy.
I figured it out this morning when I was on the treadmill and realized I could run easily at 10.0. Yep, must be KPH. I wonder if I can switch it to miles somehow. I’ll have to check. Regardless, my run this morning was much better. And I was much more tireder. And my legs hurt, but it’s a good hurt – not the shin pain kind of hurt, more of a calf and quad pain kind of hurt. I gotta say, I really love stretching it out when i’m in muscle pain. It feels so darn good! I even did a little ab routine.
Anyways. I have to play slo-pitch tonight. Last Wednesday when I ran in the morning and then played ball in the evening, I didn’t do very well. My legs hurt and I couldn’t run very fast around the bases. Hopefully that won’t happen tonight, but if it does I will make sure to stretch even more and warm up properly.
Ok. Moving on.
P.S. Yesterday morning I walked with Walking Buddy for 1.5 miles. boom.
Well, I woke up this morning and wouldn’t let myself go back to sleep. I’m glad. Otherwise, well, i’d be grumpy about yet another day passing without jogging. Dog thought she was coming with me this morning, but I just didn’t want to deal with her bathroom and smell breaks. Call me a bad dog-owner, tell me i’m not a morning person, do what you need to to get through it.
I sure was slow today, but i’m just thankful that I got my ass out of bed finally. Plus, I started out slow because I wanted to see if I would be able to make it to 3 miles. And even though I went 2.6 miles, I think there are no worries about making it to 3. As long as Running Buddy doesn’t get competitive. Or should I say, as long as I don’t get competitive with Running Buddy. At which point I foresee an ambulance ride in my future.
So i’m shooting for two different goals: 1)Just Finish and 2)Under 40 minutes.
It was a beautiful day today and I very much enjoyed the early morning run because it wasn’t too warm yet and it was very quiet downtown. I didn’t overheat, which was awesome, and felt nice and warmed up after the first mile. As usual.
Slo-pitch today; first game of the season. Looking forward to the beautiful weather and comraderie. LOL, just kidding. Looking forward to the jello shots. Let’s be real, shall we?
Spring is finally here… the snow is melting away and the grass is starting to turn green – I see tulips starting in the flower gardens, oh it’s just awesome!
I’ve been doing a lot of things lately, and my muscles are really working their… whatever’s off.
I took some time off work to do some spring cleaning, and got so much accomplished. Washed walls, floors, windows, cupboards; did loads of laundry including sheets, blankets, big-ticket items; started raking the yard (that crappy job is going to take me longer than the slotted few hours I gave it); and did some tidying and some cooking. It feels good to feel so accomplished 😉
Went for a run on Saturday morning with Running Buddy. It’s been far too long and i’ve been far too undisciplined for running. So I promised myself to go on as many long walks as I can to help ease myself back into running, and just run on the weekends for now (or as close to the weekend as possible). I just don’t feel like I have the energy on a workday to go for a 40 minute run.
We took a bit of a different route and ended up going over 3 miles, which was kind of cool. We’ve started C25k over again, so we managed to do the first two sessions on Saturday during our run. On Friday we plan on doing the last session in week 1, and the first session in week 2. Well, that’s what I plan to do, anyways. Then i’ll be away for the weekend so I won’t be able to run again until May!
Ball season is starting, so our team decided to have a practice on Friday afternoon. I felt great afterwards (spent an hour and a half running after balls and some time hitting), but holy doodles if I wasn’t in pain for three straight days afterwards. I bought myself a foam roller and have been using that here and there but it hurts! a lot! so i’m easing into that as well 😉
So much has happened in the last month, and i’m a horrible blogger aren’t I?
I’ve been trying to book holidays for the last few months to see my brother and his family. I finally managed to take next week off work, and I fly out on Saturday morning. I don’t know what we’ll do for ten days, but as long as i’m outta dodge, i’m a happy camper.
I have been doing nothing in regards to jogging. It’s plain as day that it’s just not meant for me right now. It is enough for me to keep my house and yard maintained, and play ball 2-3 times a week. It’s not just ENOUGH for me, it’s all I want to do right now. I don’t need to pack as much as I can into a day; I want to take some time to relax and enjoy summer as well. Since I don’t have the funds to take extravagant holidays and go to exotic places, sitting out on the deck after work for coffee or a cold one with a friend and enjoying the view of my scrumptiously landscaped yard is quite enough for me.
I have played ball every night this week, and this 33 year-old is feeling it today. A trip to a spa whilst visiting family might be in order.
So since I have not exactly been true to this jogging blog, i’m unsure as to whether I will continue writing in it. Can I change the title of the blog and just continue on so that I don’t lose the few entries I have written? Does anyone know? I am a Computer Web Blog Illiterate.
Oh, for the love of God.
I just felt like saying that. I feel better now.
I have been gone from this site for awhile (since May 19, 2010 in fact) but I continue to come back every so often to read other’s blogs and try to find some motivation to get out and jog. It has been miserable out this way for some time now; lots of rain.
On Sunday, it finally stopped raining. The sun came out, and smiled down at me while I labored at a garage sale. I burned. I sweated. I conquered. I was so exhausted by the end of the afternoon that I went to bed early. 5pm-ish.
Yesterday, I played slo-pitch and ran and ran and ran until I wanted to puke. After about three minutes of that, I realized that I say a lot of things I don’t mean. For example, “I want to jog”, or “nah, I didn’t eat that whole chocolate cake”. I don’t view it as lying, but perhaps you might.
So anyways, today when I woke up it was again sunny outside. I jumped in my car and while driving to work revelled in the warmth of the vehicle as I swerved through puddles and around holes. As I stepped into the office, I heard whispers around me ‘I heard it’s supposed to rain tomorrow’…’yep, and then for the rest of the week’…’yep’…’is that coffee ready yet?’…’I slopped a cinammin bun on my shirt’.
I am almost determined to jog tonight. Almost. I’ll let you know how that goes.
P.S. – I lost a pound by the end of May. As long as I keep losing, I know I’m going in the right direction. Almost.
It seems that yard work has taken over my life. I like it, don’t get me wrong. It’s wonderful to have a nice, landscaped backyard filled with thousands of flowers and rose bushes and climbing vines and… you know? It’s just… i’ve never been a gardener, my thumbs are flesh colored, not green. I even have a garden I have to fill with seeds and things. I like to sit out there and pluck weeds on a sunny day, but yesterday I think I tore out more flowers than weeds. It’s just not my thing. And it’s taking away from this other thing… this… what’s it called? Oh right, jogging. It’s been awhile.
Tonight we have another slo-pitch game. It’s so warm out today – 26 degrees (that’s celsius) even the wind is warm. For once in the last 8 months, i’m actually warm. Neat. Which means i’ll be sweating and baking and drinking beer later. You like how I kind of snuck that last part in?
Well, sweating is better than not jogging. Just saying.
On the eating front, i’m finally working my weight back down with healthy foods. I’m feeling much better, too. I had so much energy yesterday I could have launched myself off a wall and into space. Or, you know, gone jogging. Even though I did neither of those things, i’m getting there. Right now I have to spend my energy cramming for a course and keeping the house clean. The latter is a real pain in the ass.
Sleep would be nice. I’m having trouble with that these days, laying in bed for hours before falling asleep, waking up in the middle of the night. I think i’ve got too much on my mind. It’s small. It can’t hold much.