Retro Run and stuff

Well....as you can see that's me (needing a tan) running. This is the end of the line for me about 30 yards ahead was the finish line. In this moment I had Chas telling/yelling at me to run faster and my mind telling me "your about to puke". I am shocked I didn't. I could not have done this without her talking to me the whole way. Checking my breathing, making sure I wasn't running sideways and reminding me of that rainbow (God's promise) we had most of the run. I felt guilty that she had to run with the newbie while her aunt and bestie were so far ahead. I tried to tell her to go ahead of me but apparently I'm not the only stubborn female in the world, here I thought I was unique.

 
Before the run, happy and nervous and wondering WHAT I was thinking. Actually most of the day and run I was thinking "what was I thinking!!???????????!!!". So, that's that. My next goal is to improve my pace and time. Nothing about that is fun. I hate hills and the heat but if I focus on the things I don't like it will override all the good things. With anything it is easier to focus on the negative things. I only know a few people that don't focus on negative all the time............gah. There is so much good in life yet negative things seem like they are ten feet tall and bullet proof. While the good things about life and people hide in a corner sucking it's thumb. I'm not perfect nor is my life. Anyway, blah blah blah as your fast forwarding to something else.
    Positive things....making goals and accomplishing them. Your mind gives up before your body does. That's me.
     It was awesome meeting up with an old friend again and meeting new positive people. Looking forward to new races and adventures. 
  On a side note....while I was laughing inside about all the uncomfortable pictures being taken of people who ran the race I found mine. Shame on me....I still wonder why photographers post the most awkward pictures of people you could ever imagine. As we all know, NO ONE ever post a bad picture of themselves on social media.

Retro Run!

http://www.trakshak.com/
 I am super stoked to say I am running my first 5k Saturday evening. Even more exciting than that is, I have a sponsor!!!!! I go into this run not as a competition (by any stretch of the imagination), but to get my feet wet. I am glad someone got the ball rolling for me. I'm sure I would have procrastinated at least until 2013. I have no expectations, except to finish. Also, I get a tee shirt! I love T-shirts. Just ask my sister..or husband. Anyway, everyone I've talked to about it says I will be hooked after the first run. Now, I certainly believe them when they say that but, about me....it's still up in the air. I'd like to think it will be awesome and it won't take me three hours to do. I can picture Jon and the boys being the only ones at the finish line..lights out...party is over....you get the idea. maybe not though, I'll try and be optimistic. Regardless, It will be very interesting and entertaining.

lonely runner

    I have been a bit discouraged these past few weeks. Blogs not posting, general life stress' etc. I was running but not as often as I should have. I started analyzing the cause of this gloominess. My conclusion was that I really didn't have a daily routine. I just kind of went with the day with no structure. I think most can agree we get along better with life when you have a plan, routine, structure. I remembered this great website. http://flylady.net/ 

  It is a SUPER website for getting organized and de-cluttering. I've been reading it for the last two days and feel so much better. I guess I never realized how important a routine is. Now you know I have a cluttered house. Oh well, we can't all be perfect. Kudos to those who are happy all the time with pristine houses or pretend anyway.

     NEXT! My run today. So, another reason my running has slacked. I'm a lonely runner. 

 I don't know many people that run. Maybe I should say I don't know many beginner runners. Most I know run 10 plus miles. I've looked up running clubs, but ones I have found, like with any club, there is a fee. Not.Cool. Why is there a fee for eeeeevvvverything? Speaking of money and rabbit trails which I have just gotten off on. Running can be very costly! Running shoes in themselves are easily over one hundred dollars, not to mention a Garmin. I know for competitive runners, good shoes are a must. Clothes....I wish I was related to the poor sap who runs Lulu Lemon. In passing and I do mean passing Nike running shorts/pants are 70 bucks. I did stop, look at them and ponder how the heck are they that much? I am cheap, rather thrifty. That sounds more appealing. The running clothes are cute, so are purses and 100 dollar jeans. Maybe one day(when Dave Ramsey allows)......(daydreaming of that day). 

     Anyway, my run today. I did my normal 5 minute warm-up and then ran my mile. Halfway through I just took my head phones off. I hate them. I feel like that wrap around my arms and I can't be as fluid with my shoulders and arms. Once "they" were gone my run became more fluid. I just stared at the tv's trying to zone out. I'm not really sure of my time but I will make a point of pin-pointing it tomorrow. Unless it's like 19 minutes or something. I know my friend Chas will laugh at my measly mile but I also know she is proud of anyone striving toward their goals. Thanks for that Chas. 

   I kept this "in mind" the entire run. It is so true. Especially for me. So after the mile I walked a half mile and began running again. Then "it" happened. The be all end all. I'm not saying I said bad words because bad words constitute using speech sounds that produce words. In my head it was more like what  whathareaohmgrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr as my head phone wires get tangled in my HANDS and propels my phone between my legs 10 feet behind me on the floor. OH-MY-GOSH-ARE-YOU-FOR REAL-THAT-JUST-HAPPENED-#$@$#&^%*&$#!#@!#@^%$ then a bunch of fuzzy words as I get back on the treadmill and started walking. Because, at this point I could have used my death ray stare at "the Headphones". I certainly was not running anymore because I was so mad.

 I am certain this was my face. Minus the headband. Anyone have an armband for an iphone 3gs they no longer use? (remember I'm thrifty). I know you don't want me to have that face again......do you??????????? I cooled down, literally, mentally and physically. I ended up running a mile and walking a mile. All in all the good out weighed the bad.

 Hot, sweaty, oily and red. Anyone know the reason behind some people turning into a beet while running and others look.......normal.

Convenient, national running day

True story.

.............The...worst...training...day...ever.

...............................................................The end.

Lady Speed Stick Women's Half Marathon (& 5K) Giveaway

http://yomommaruns.blogspot.com/2012/06/lady-speed-stick-womens-half-marathon.html?showComment=1338923165503#c6033477570408633254

I'm sharing this for my bud over at http://yomommaruns.blogspot.com/

I had company for this run. I decided for this "training" I would run my neighborhood. I thought I would give my neighbors something to giggle about as I struggled like a lame horse. I'd love to know if I actually looked like a lame horse. Or...like this

Either way it's not very becoming. I'd like to think someone would bring that to my attention. I figure one of my boys would tell me. Anyway, back on track. I thought I would have a peaceful run (if that's possible) alone, at the very least. But, Eric wanted to join me and assured me he could run faster and longer than me. Piff! Proved him wrong. ;) It was a decent run, it was hot and the hills killed me but I kept running until it was time to start walking again. I could have used a little less hey momma, momma, momma, momma but it did help in a way by temporarily distracting me every 30 seconds. Then Ethan joined us for the last lap. No shirt, no shoes, on the pavement running. Whadaya do..

Tomorrow starts week four. I'm excited, I guess. I wish I had a treadmill at home. Maybe one day though it may be frowned upon in a town home. I'm sure my boys are quite enough aggravation for the nice neighbors on both sides of me who don't have kids.

Still going

I'm still running. Slow and steady wins the race. Weeeee. Anyway, motivation is a -1. I'm running at the gym. I am probably running a mile per 30 mintues, I'm sure that will win some sort of prize....right? I really need to sign up for a 5k to stay motivated. It's hard to be the internal cheerleader when I've never been the cheerleader.

 

If you people have not yet met your weekly good deed requirements for the week, feel free to use it for me! If anyone has any extra internal cheerleaders they can spare, I can send you my address.