The weight check went as well as expected ... sigh... trying to remember weight loss is a short term goal. I learned the hard way that you cant eat candy bars, skip workouts and not track calories well in one week. It doesnt equate good results.
So Im allowing myself an off day tommorrow as we are eating out for lunch and then back on the wagon for sunday. Im still going to try to eat wisely today and tommorrow, Im just not going to track it all.
The details of the race are still falling into place. My cross country runner told me that he wants to be there at 730 am so he can go over the course. Um dude, that would mean leaving at 645 am. Not sure that one is happening. My goal is to get out of the house by 7, which gives me 15 minutes of leeway time and I would still get there by 8. I wish I was fast enough to catch up to him and just say hi son ... but Ill have to suffice with the look on his face after I cross the finish line!
I have two main goals for the race. The first, is to run the entire thing. I know that sounds simple but this course has hills and Im not familar with it, so that is the first goal. The 2nd is to do it in less than 45 minutes. Yes, I have run 3 miles in 35 minutes but people, there are HILLS!~ So I want to give myself some time to spare as I really dont know how Ill fare with those.
I spoke to a friend who had started doing this , after I told her and was able to encourage her to keep plugging away. She had some delays after dealing with her mom and a surgery. So I encouraged her to get back on the treadmill. She was going to go all the way back to week 3 , after starting week 4 two weeks ago. I encouraged her to just go with week 4! It was kinda neat to be able to do that!
Im praying the weather cooperates, if not we will be ready. After all we have run in rain and snow!
Keep on running folks
Mrs. F
PS - Reveal pics will be posted either tommorrow or Sunday depending on Mr. F's time availability!!!
Friday, November 13, 2009
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Our next 5k?
I don't mean to county our chickens before they hatch, but I just learned that some people in the next town north of us (about 7 miles) are organizing a 5k that will be held on Thanksgiving morning. The entry fee will be only $7 to cover the cost of a t-shirt. If all goes well this Saturday, I think I may just sign up for that one, too.
Thanks, Mrs. F, for sharing... ;)
Well, I officially have the sinus-cold-funk that had Mrs. F miserable for a number of days. To me, the timing could not be worse. I yet need to finish my coursework for this week, and I have our first race on Saturday.
We did not get out for a run last evening, and that was okay. We ran just one day prior, so it might have been best not to try our first back-to-back runs in the days prior to our big day.
Our sitter backed out on us, but the race lists that they have childcare available. Our eldest daughter will be there with us (she's been an unsung hero of our secret plan, but we'll touch on that more on Saturday), but the little ones just can't be expected to sit still for her for an hour on a cool morning. We're also not sure what to do with one of our litlte ones--our fellow with special needs who has a hard time regulating his temperature (he can get very cold, very fast). I would not want to foist him on the childcare folks at the race, since they'd have no preparedness for dealing with a child like him. Our friend, Amy, who follows this blog (one of two Amys listed as followers), will be running, too. Her husband will be there with their kids, so he might be able to lend a little support, if his kids cooperate.
Our eldest daughter is actually a little miffed with us, because we are forcing her to attend another one of her brother's races. I guess she'll be surprised as well! We've already told her that we need her there to watch the kids because we need to run an errand during the race. She looked confused when we told her that, but since one of the boys has a birthday coming up in a few weeks, we told her that we would be near a Kohl's store, and that we were going to sneak away to find a birthday present while our eldest son was running. She thinks we still hate running as much as she does, so I think she was just jealous that we were getting out of watching the race!
Oh, we will have so much fun!
I'm still not sure if we will let our eldest son in on the secret at the registration table, or after he finishes the race. Perhaps we'll tell him to stay near the finish, to cheer on neighbor Amy, and then Amy can ask him to stay with her to cheer on a couple of friends who will be finishing after her.
I already have a cover story for wearing our running shoes: we're going to wear them as a sign of solidarity, in support of his running. Of course, underneath my jeans and my chamois shirt, I'll have on my running gear, all ready to go.
We're even thinking about having ourselves a bit of a celebration lunch after the race. We're not quite sure about that, though.
Anyway, that's the end of my break, so I need to get back to work.
We did not get out for a run last evening, and that was okay. We ran just one day prior, so it might have been best not to try our first back-to-back runs in the days prior to our big day.
Our sitter backed out on us, but the race lists that they have childcare available. Our eldest daughter will be there with us (she's been an unsung hero of our secret plan, but we'll touch on that more on Saturday), but the little ones just can't be expected to sit still for her for an hour on a cool morning. We're also not sure what to do with one of our litlte ones--our fellow with special needs who has a hard time regulating his temperature (he can get very cold, very fast). I would not want to foist him on the childcare folks at the race, since they'd have no preparedness for dealing with a child like him. Our friend, Amy, who follows this blog (one of two Amys listed as followers), will be running, too. Her husband will be there with their kids, so he might be able to lend a little support, if his kids cooperate.
Our eldest daughter is actually a little miffed with us, because we are forcing her to attend another one of her brother's races. I guess she'll be surprised as well! We've already told her that we need her there to watch the kids because we need to run an errand during the race. She looked confused when we told her that, but since one of the boys has a birthday coming up in a few weeks, we told her that we would be near a Kohl's store, and that we were going to sneak away to find a birthday present while our eldest son was running. She thinks we still hate running as much as she does, so I think she was just jealous that we were getting out of watching the race!
Oh, we will have so much fun!
I'm still not sure if we will let our eldest son in on the secret at the registration table, or after he finishes the race. Perhaps we'll tell him to stay near the finish, to cheer on neighbor Amy, and then Amy can ask him to stay with her to cheer on a couple of friends who will be finishing after her.
I already have a cover story for wearing our running shoes: we're going to wear them as a sign of solidarity, in support of his running. Of course, underneath my jeans and my chamois shirt, I'll have on my running gear, all ready to go.
We're even thinking about having ourselves a bit of a celebration lunch after the race. We're not quite sure about that, though.
Anyway, that's the end of my break, so I need to get back to work.
Thursday -- prerace -- Mrs. F
Im starting to get a bit nervous. Not about the race itself really, but the details. Will child care at the race work out fine for our youngest? Will everyone be ready and up early enough to get out the door? The race is 45 minutes away. Stuff like that.
Its been an eating week too, so Im not sure how I will fare at the scale tommorrow. Less workouts, more junk does not equal a good combination. So time will tell on that front.
At this point, our goal is to get as much rest as possible between now and Saturday morning. So no more workouts this week.
We are still leaning toward doing one hour running and switching up our days we do it, so we have the long run on a weekend day. As well as the 100 pushup challenge. I can say with an emphasis, I am not looking forward to that one! I am looking forward to one hour runner -- I like the longer stretches of runs myself.
Well folks -- only 2 more days until the big race! I cannot wait to see the look on my sons face when he realizes his momma can run a 5k!
Keep on running
MRs. F
Its been an eating week too, so Im not sure how I will fare at the scale tommorrow. Less workouts, more junk does not equal a good combination. So time will tell on that front.
At this point, our goal is to get as much rest as possible between now and Saturday morning. So no more workouts this week.
We are still leaning toward doing one hour running and switching up our days we do it, so we have the long run on a weekend day. As well as the 100 pushup challenge. I can say with an emphasis, I am not looking forward to that one! I am looking forward to one hour runner -- I like the longer stretches of runs myself.
Well folks -- only 2 more days until the big race! I cannot wait to see the look on my sons face when he realizes his momma can run a 5k!
Keep on running
MRs. F
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
The cold rebound?
Right as we've started to get some warmer temperatures, I seem to be getting a cold rebound. Either that, or the bug that his Mrs. F is a different variety and it has found its way to me. My sinuses have me wishing I had a pressure cooker safety valve on my face, I'm sneezing, and my throat is scratchy. This is absolutely not what I wanted.
Even with the bug, we might go out for another run tonight. We just ran yesterday, but were really hoping to have two in this week before our race on Saturday.
I'm not sure right now, however. My head is starting to scream "Go home and lie down you idiot!" I also have need to make progress on my coursework tonight.
Blech!
Even with the bug, we might go out for another run tonight. We just ran yesterday, but were really hoping to have two in this week before our race on Saturday.
I'm not sure right now, however. My head is starting to scream "Go home and lie down you idiot!" I also have need to make progress on my coursework tonight.
Blech!
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Day 71 - Mrs F
It was another beautiful fall day -- perfect for running.
I managed to get the potluck contributions cooked up this afternoon,so I was free to sneak in a workout this evening. Its a good thing too, its really hard to portion potluck meals!!
I started out thinking that I would do an easy two miles but time was short, so started out with a shorter run on the 2nd segment of trail. I started out slow as we skipped our warm up walk. Then my body remembered how to run and my pace quickened. I turned around at the end of the segment, ran back to Mr. F and turned around again. I did that in two places, so all in all, I think I managed 1.5 miles today. I could have continued on runnign as well.
I was very pleased that my cold/cough didnt cause problems and I was able to run without any breathing or congestion issues. Whew -- seriously was concerned bout that!!!
As we neared the car, Mr. F asked if I would be willing to drive the car to the other end, so he could keep running. Since I had planned on taking it easy today due to being sick and the race coming up -- I said sure.
Im unsure if we will do a back to back workout tommorrow or try to sneak one in Thursday. Definitely want to do an easy one regardless -- no getting injured before the race!
Keep on running
Mrs. F
I managed to get the potluck contributions cooked up this afternoon,so I was free to sneak in a workout this evening. Its a good thing too, its really hard to portion potluck meals!!
I started out thinking that I would do an easy two miles but time was short, so started out with a shorter run on the 2nd segment of trail. I started out slow as we skipped our warm up walk. Then my body remembered how to run and my pace quickened. I turned around at the end of the segment, ran back to Mr. F and turned around again. I did that in two places, so all in all, I think I managed 1.5 miles today. I could have continued on runnign as well.
I was very pleased that my cold/cough didnt cause problems and I was able to run without any breathing or congestion issues. Whew -- seriously was concerned bout that!!!
As we neared the car, Mr. F asked if I would be willing to drive the car to the other end, so he could keep running. Since I had planned on taking it easy today due to being sick and the race coming up -- I said sure.
Im unsure if we will do a back to back workout tommorrow or try to sneak one in Thursday. Definitely want to do an easy one regardless -- no getting injured before the race!
Keep on running
Mrs. F
We made it (four days before the Turkey Trot)
Well, we managed to get a bit of hustle on while we were getting ready, and we got some help from the older kids so we could get out of the door (they were charged with having everyone ready when we returned). We set out with plans for an easy run, two miles at best, and neither of us took a watch or mp3 player. Because we both felt short on time, we decided to skip our warm-up walk and instead opted to start our run slow and easy. We parked by the dam today, and took off to the east since we had daylight yet remaining and since we knew that stretch was only 2/3 of a mile each way (out and back). We'd get in 1-1/3 miles today, and then would head home to get ready for the cross country banquet.
My knee was wrapped as usual, and I've started wrapping my right shin (in lieu of having a compression sleeve for the leg, something someone elese recommended). My knee gave me a bit of grief through the whole run--more of an ache than a pain--and my shin held out to the final few hundren meters. Those final meters, however, were not where we parked the car.
It took some time for me to settle in and find my pace. When I did, Mrs. F was pulling ahead of me again, but that was okay. We made it to the end--she played turnabout, as usual--and then we started back. As we neared our point of origination, I asked how she was doing. She indicated that she was doing well. We talked about going on, and she was willing, but I indicated that I didn't think I'd be able to get to the far end and back again--that would have been more than a 5k. She agreed to hop in the car while I continued on. She was planning an easy day, anyway, so it worked out okay. I moved on, across the road and onto the one mile segment of trail. I felt a bit of a thrill, because I was willingly running all alone. I knew she was neither behind me nor ahead of me. It was just me, all 280 lbs. of me, and the trail.
To me, there could be no better running weather. It was temperate, but on the cool side, but once I was running the air felt wonderful. There was a mild breeze, and the waning sun was tinting the western sky orange. By the time we made it to the road, I had found my stride. I did not want to stop, because I needed to make sure I could still handle more than two miles in a session, especially with the race coming up on the weekend.
On and on I ran. I paid close attention to my legs (my left knee and right shin), and made sure I was landing well. It seemed that the uphill segments made my shin a little tender. My guess is that it's because my foot angles higher on the incline, allowing those shin muscles to tighten even more. Still, it was not bad. I felt good when I got within a quarter mile of the end. Today, perhaps, I could have kept going. Mrs. F was waiting for me, however, parked along the curb alongside the park. I ran through the end of the trail and right up to the car. Yes, I'll be able to run a 5k this Saturday. Had I pushed on, I might have been able to do it tonight.
We made it back home in time to change and get to the event. There were many fun pictures and accolades for the various runners. Our younger boy, the one who joined after the season was underway, was lauded for doing well especially when he ran one meet in his casual shoes (he left one of his running shoes at home). Our eldest son was lauded for breaking the school's freshman time record for 5k, with an 18:46 at his last meet. He actually beat the old record, 18:57, twice this year. So, he broke the record early in the season, and then broke his own record at the end of the season. He's exicted about running again for track in the spring, and for cross country again in the fall. Our other son is not entirely sure. He's had a rough time academically this fall, so he told the couch that he might not do it next year. The coach told him that he should work on getting his academic house in order now, so that he'd be ready for the fall. Man, I could have kissed that guy for telling him that!
Anyway, I need to hit the books, hit the ice, and hit the sack. Have a good night, and keep running!
My knee was wrapped as usual, and I've started wrapping my right shin (in lieu of having a compression sleeve for the leg, something someone elese recommended). My knee gave me a bit of grief through the whole run--more of an ache than a pain--and my shin held out to the final few hundren meters. Those final meters, however, were not where we parked the car.
It took some time for me to settle in and find my pace. When I did, Mrs. F was pulling ahead of me again, but that was okay. We made it to the end--she played turnabout, as usual--and then we started back. As we neared our point of origination, I asked how she was doing. She indicated that she was doing well. We talked about going on, and she was willing, but I indicated that I didn't think I'd be able to get to the far end and back again--that would have been more than a 5k. She agreed to hop in the car while I continued on. She was planning an easy day, anyway, so it worked out okay. I moved on, across the road and onto the one mile segment of trail. I felt a bit of a thrill, because I was willingly running all alone. I knew she was neither behind me nor ahead of me. It was just me, all 280 lbs. of me, and the trail.
To me, there could be no better running weather. It was temperate, but on the cool side, but once I was running the air felt wonderful. There was a mild breeze, and the waning sun was tinting the western sky orange. By the time we made it to the road, I had found my stride. I did not want to stop, because I needed to make sure I could still handle more than two miles in a session, especially with the race coming up on the weekend.
On and on I ran. I paid close attention to my legs (my left knee and right shin), and made sure I was landing well. It seemed that the uphill segments made my shin a little tender. My guess is that it's because my foot angles higher on the incline, allowing those shin muscles to tighten even more. Still, it was not bad. I felt good when I got within a quarter mile of the end. Today, perhaps, I could have kept going. Mrs. F was waiting for me, however, parked along the curb alongside the park. I ran through the end of the trail and right up to the car. Yes, I'll be able to run a 5k this Saturday. Had I pushed on, I might have been able to do it tonight.
We made it back home in time to change and get to the event. There were many fun pictures and accolades for the various runners. Our younger boy, the one who joined after the season was underway, was lauded for doing well especially when he ran one meet in his casual shoes (he left one of his running shoes at home). Our eldest son was lauded for breaking the school's freshman time record for 5k, with an 18:46 at his last meet. He actually beat the old record, 18:57, twice this year. So, he broke the record early in the season, and then broke his own record at the end of the season. He's exicted about running again for track in the spring, and for cross country again in the fall. Our other son is not entirely sure. He's had a rough time academically this fall, so he told the couch that he might not do it next year. The coach told him that he should work on getting his academic house in order now, so that he'd be ready for the fall. Man, I could have kissed that guy for telling him that!
Anyway, I need to hit the books, hit the ice, and hit the sack. Have a good night, and keep running!
Will we make it today?
Well, I got off work at 4 PM. I need to wrap my leg, get dressed, and get out on the trail before we lose too much time. Although I have less coursework this week, between last night's meeting and tonight's cross country dinner for the boys I'm already feeling pressed to get my work done. Then my mind just realized that I'll be at our 5k on Saturday morning, so I'm really feeling stressed.
I need to pu that out of mind right now, and focus on getting out the door.
I need to pu that out of mind right now, and focus on getting out the door.
Monday, November 9, 2009
Sometimes it just doesn't work out the way you hope
I was looking forward to my run today. Morning was nice, and the noontime sun was welcoming and warm. By the end of the work day, however, I was feeling the stress of the evening. I got home around 4:30 PM. It takes me almost 30 minutes to get ready, including the time it takes to wrap my knee, so that would have put me to 5 PM. Dinner wasn't started yet (Mrs. F was working in the garage and the yard all day and she was feeling sick), and I had a meeting coming up at 7 PM. Doing the mental math, I knew we'd be pressed for time. Our run would take nearly an hour (short drive, warm-up walk, run, cool-down walk, short drive), and that would have put us back at home at or after 6 PM. The odds of getting dinner made and served in time to leave for my meeting by 6:45 PM were slim.
I made a call, and decided not to run today. Mrs. F and I will try again tommorrow, if she is feeling well. If not, I guess I'll have to go on my own. We'll push back our Wednesday run to Thursday, but then that will be all until the Chaska, Minnesota Turkey Trot on Saturday.
I made a call, and decided not to run today. Mrs. F and I will try again tommorrow, if she is feeling well. If not, I guess I'll have to go on my own. We'll push back our Wednesday run to Thursday, but then that will be all until the Chaska, Minnesota Turkey Trot on Saturday.
Day 70 - Mrs. F - Feeling sick
Im not feeling well today. I have a cold/cough but no fever. The bad part is that it feels as if its settling into my chest. Not good ... I will be beyond upset if I cant run the race on Saturday.
Im hoping that by pushing fluids and trying to get a little extra rest, that I can fight off the nasties.
Mr. F and I are still planning to work out this afternoon but it will be a slow easy run for me. Thats for sure.
Hopefully this doesnt take me out of the count.
On a side note, I ran my 2 minutes with my son. I ran painfully slow and played up how much it affected me. It was great fun! I told him I almost died!
Keep on running
Mrs. F
Im hoping that by pushing fluids and trying to get a little extra rest, that I can fight off the nasties.
Mr. F and I are still planning to work out this afternoon but it will be a slow easy run for me. Thats for sure.
Hopefully this doesnt take me out of the count.
On a side note, I ran my 2 minutes with my son. I ran painfully slow and played up how much it affected me. It was great fun! I told him I almost died!
Keep on running
Mrs. F
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Finally, a relatively quiet and non-busy weekend
Well, neither Mrs. F nor I made a post yesterday. I think that's a first since we started. Usually, at least one of us manages to get one out here.
That's okay, though. Thankfully, our absence wasn't due to swine flu, an emergency room trip, or long hours at the office. I got my schoolwork for the week, including all of the reading, done by midday yesterday. I got to watch a movie at home with the family, and episode of one of my favorite shows, and got to vegitate a bit by playing the original SimCity (we found a CD for it at a rummage sale over the summer). Today, other than fighting with one of our boys over getting his chores done properly, it has been relatively quiet. Mrs. F led most of the crew to a park after lunch, so I got a little quiet time to start this week's reading, and I got to catch up on my online Scrabble games. Overall, it has been a nice weekend.
My left knee still hints at a bit of strain, but my right shin is doing fine. It was tender on Friday and into Saturday, but has felt fine today. In fact, I just ran my fingers down my shin as I wrote that last line, just to make sure. Mrs. F and I will be out for a run again tomorrow, but I'm not sure if we will do morning or evening. Since our runs are longer now, it's harder to fit them in during the morning without getting out even earlier. When we started, we were only gone for about 35 minutes. Lately, we've been gone 50 minutes (our short drive, our run, and our warm-up and cool-down walks). In fact, running after work on Friday seems to have become the norm for us now. I certainly don't mind that it is a bit warmer at that time of the day.
I'm going to end for now. We're still more than an hour from dinner, and then we have some family time planned for the evening (our Sunday evening ritual). The older kids are either outside or out of site (other than one who is grounded), so only the two youngest ones are nearby at the moment. For some reason, the noise they make is much easier on the ears than the sounds of older children bickering about anything.
That's okay, though. Thankfully, our absence wasn't due to swine flu, an emergency room trip, or long hours at the office. I got my schoolwork for the week, including all of the reading, done by midday yesterday. I got to watch a movie at home with the family, and episode of one of my favorite shows, and got to vegitate a bit by playing the original SimCity (we found a CD for it at a rummage sale over the summer). Today, other than fighting with one of our boys over getting his chores done properly, it has been relatively quiet. Mrs. F led most of the crew to a park after lunch, so I got a little quiet time to start this week's reading, and I got to catch up on my online Scrabble games. Overall, it has been a nice weekend.
My left knee still hints at a bit of strain, but my right shin is doing fine. It was tender on Friday and into Saturday, but has felt fine today. In fact, I just ran my fingers down my shin as I wrote that last line, just to make sure. Mrs. F and I will be out for a run again tomorrow, but I'm not sure if we will do morning or evening. Since our runs are longer now, it's harder to fit them in during the morning without getting out even earlier. When we started, we were only gone for about 35 minutes. Lately, we've been gone 50 minutes (our short drive, our run, and our warm-up and cool-down walks). In fact, running after work on Friday seems to have become the norm for us now. I certainly don't mind that it is a bit warmer at that time of the day.
I'm going to end for now. We're still more than an hour from dinner, and then we have some family time planned for the evening (our Sunday evening ritual). The older kids are either outside or out of site (other than one who is grounded), so only the two youngest ones are nearby at the moment. For some reason, the noise they make is much easier on the ears than the sounds of older children bickering about anything.
Friday, November 6, 2009
Day 67 - my run -- Mrs, F
It was a beautiful day for a run. The sun was shining, the temps in the lower 60s and a very slight breeze. I was really excited to get out and run today.
Im not sure what was different today or what even brought the thought into my mind. I realized today as I was running -- that I am indeed a runner. Im not sure if it was where I was, or how I was runnig or what. The thought just was there and it was a good feeling to realize I can do this!I am a runner. Im one of those crazy running people that prior to C25k, I thought were crazy too!
I pushed hard on the first mile, partly because I knew that I was only going 2 miles today. It wasnt my fastest mile time but 11:30 isnt too shabby. I deliberately took it slow on the return stretch. I wanted to try and run with Mr.F for awhile and keep it slow. Its really hard though for me to run slower than my normal pace. Trust me, my normal pace really isnt that fast. Its just hard to force my body to go slower -- when I slow down -- my mind screams you might as well walk then. So that was challenging.
By deliberatly slowing my pace on the 2nd mile, I had plenty of reserves for our final sprint. I could feel my stride lengthening, my legs speeding up and I went faster and faster. On all the other runs, where Mr. F and I were sprinting at the end, I had pushed hard all the way through. And I just didnt have anything left at the end. So this was a nice victory!
My legs and knees were a bit sore on the return jaunt. And I could feel the strain on the area above my ankle but on the side of my leg. All in all, not anything that overly concerns me. Just reminders that I need to be kind to my body and take it slow somedays!
Keep on running,
Mrs. F
Ps - One week until our big race and our reveal!!!
Im not sure what was different today or what even brought the thought into my mind. I realized today as I was running -- that I am indeed a runner. Im not sure if it was where I was, or how I was runnig or what. The thought just was there and it was a good feeling to realize I can do this!I am a runner. Im one of those crazy running people that prior to C25k, I thought were crazy too!
I pushed hard on the first mile, partly because I knew that I was only going 2 miles today. It wasnt my fastest mile time but 11:30 isnt too shabby. I deliberately took it slow on the return stretch. I wanted to try and run with Mr.F for awhile and keep it slow. Its really hard though for me to run slower than my normal pace. Trust me, my normal pace really isnt that fast. Its just hard to force my body to go slower -- when I slow down -- my mind screams you might as well walk then. So that was challenging.
By deliberatly slowing my pace on the 2nd mile, I had plenty of reserves for our final sprint. I could feel my stride lengthening, my legs speeding up and I went faster and faster. On all the other runs, where Mr. F and I were sprinting at the end, I had pushed hard all the way through. And I just didnt have anything left at the end. So this was a nice victory!
My legs and knees were a bit sore on the return jaunt. And I could feel the strain on the area above my ankle but on the side of my leg. All in all, not anything that overly concerns me. Just reminders that I need to be kind to my body and take it slow somedays!
Keep on running,
Mrs. F
Ps - One week until our big race and our reveal!!!
Friday weight check
FatManRunning
Last Friday: 280.2
Today: 280.0
Gain/Loss: -0.2
Goal: 210.0 lbs.
Cumulative loss: 20.4 lbs.
Pounds to lose: 70.0
Comment: Seeing that I didn't track (or well manage) my eating this week, I didn't run on Monday, and had only a short run on Wednesday, I have no complaints. I honestly expected to gain a couple this week, so I'll take what I can get. I'm still on track with my planned loss of eight pounds per month, so I'll just get back on track from here and look forward to a better week ahead.
Mrs. F
Last Friday: 173.7
Today: 172.5
Gain/Loss: -1.2
Goal: 150.00
Cumulative loss: 10.3 lbs.
Pounds to lose: 22.5
Comment: I was really happy that the Halloween candy didn't win. Ten pounds are gone, and I'm looking forward to saying goodbye to the next ten.
Last Friday: 280.2
Today: 280.0
Gain/Loss: -0.2
Goal: 210.0 lbs.
Cumulative loss: 20.4 lbs.
Pounds to lose: 70.0
Comment: Seeing that I didn't track (or well manage) my eating this week, I didn't run on Monday, and had only a short run on Wednesday, I have no complaints. I honestly expected to gain a couple this week, so I'll take what I can get. I'm still on track with my planned loss of eight pounds per month, so I'll just get back on track from here and look forward to a better week ahead.
Mrs. F
Last Friday: 173.7
Today: 172.5
Gain/Loss: -1.2
Goal: 150.00
Cumulative loss: 10.3 lbs.
Pounds to lose: 22.5
Comment: I was really happy that the Halloween candy didn't win. Ten pounds are gone, and I'm looking forward to saying goodbye to the next ten.
A nice evening for letting go
Well, if I ignore the fact that I got out of work an hour later than I expected, it was a nice evening.
The scale was not as cruel as I feared (I'll post our weekly weight check after this), so that was nice. Then, there was the run. Mrs. F just got an mp3 player today (a bargain we found on one of our favorite sites, woot.com), so she ran with it. I opted for a music free day, to see what it would be like.
My legs were feeling pretty good this morning, so I was a bit optimistic. The warm-up walk seemed okay. I stretched after the walk, and everything felt pretty good. I don't know how warm it was this afternoon, but it was mild enough that I only needed my lighter under-layer, my shorts, and my top. No need for my vest today; neither for my gloves.
As I began, I had a nagging concern I was going to hurt myself, but I simply decided to keep it slow. As Mrs. F started pulling ahead, I felt the urge to keep up, but I let it go. I let her pull ahead, and I kept a steady pace. My left knee was a little sore, but nothing beyond a nuissance. My right shin didn't bother me at all during the early stages.
Mrs. F was absorbed in her run, perhaps helped by the music she was using as background noise. She didn't see the grey heron that was perched on an old dock, and she didn't hear me call her attention to it, either.
That was the first thing I noticed about running without my music--I spent much more time looking around at the scenery. It was nice being able to do that. It was so much different than the first few weeks of the Couch-to-5k program, when it seemed like every run was a struggle that ended with me desperate for breath. I could hear every footfall and the crunch of the leaves and the aggregate.
When reach approximately 3/4 into our first mile, Mrs. F was about a tenth of a mile ahead of me. Again I had that urge to speed up, but I let her go. My knee had settled in. It was still a bit sore, but not bad. So far, my shin felt fine.
As I approached my pre-determined turnaound point (the one-mile mark), Mrs. F had already turned around and was running back toward me. When we met, she turned again and went with me to the end of the trail. Together we turned around and started back. Mrs. F glanced at the watch she was carrying: 14 minutes (she had made the first mile in 11:30 before turning around for me).
The return trip was a bit harder. Although I ran longer distances last week, I hadn't run on Monday and Wednesday was a disaster. Since the Turkey Trot is a week from tomorrow, I just didn't want to overdo it. My left knee was holding out, though a bit sore. Now, though, I could feel occasional twinges in my shin. As they came on, I felt myself tightening up. I resisted as much as was possible for me, deliberately trying to keep my leg relaxed. It seemed to work. As I felt that bit of pain and my leg wanting to tense up, I deliberately relaxed my leg and kept on moving.
Mrs. F had pulled ahead of me shortly after we turned around, but I did not let her get a full tenth of a mile ahead of me. I wanted to sprint and catch up, but I knew I would not be able to finish if I did that; it likely would have caused me harm, too. Instead, I picked out a landmark ahead of me on the trail, and I increased my pace until I reached that landmark. Although I wanted to keep up the pace, because I could see myself gaining on her, I let go of the urge and I slowed down. Soon, I picked another landmark and did the same again.
As we got to the final quarter mile, I was only about 20 feet behind her. I picked up my pace and brought myself even with her. By then, however, it seemed that she was starting to speed up, too. The end, after all, was in sight. I pushed harder. She sped up. I increased my pace. She increased hers. Pretty soon, we were both running at a sprint. Normally, I can pull ahead of her in a sprint, but she clearly had some energy in reserve. Though I pushed myself as much as I could, she pulled ahead of me and won our little race.
During that last segment, I definately felt more of a pounding on my left leg, and the shin splints on my right flared up. It was a short push, though, so it didn't seem too bad. In fact, my right shin hurt more at the end of our cool-down walk than it did due to the splint. It was good to be back at it today, and it felt good to let go of my baggage from earlier in the week.
The scale was not as cruel as I feared (I'll post our weekly weight check after this), so that was nice. Then, there was the run. Mrs. F just got an mp3 player today (a bargain we found on one of our favorite sites, woot.com), so she ran with it. I opted for a music free day, to see what it would be like.
My legs were feeling pretty good this morning, so I was a bit optimistic. The warm-up walk seemed okay. I stretched after the walk, and everything felt pretty good. I don't know how warm it was this afternoon, but it was mild enough that I only needed my lighter under-layer, my shorts, and my top. No need for my vest today; neither for my gloves.
As I began, I had a nagging concern I was going to hurt myself, but I simply decided to keep it slow. As Mrs. F started pulling ahead, I felt the urge to keep up, but I let it go. I let her pull ahead, and I kept a steady pace. My left knee was a little sore, but nothing beyond a nuissance. My right shin didn't bother me at all during the early stages.
Mrs. F was absorbed in her run, perhaps helped by the music she was using as background noise. She didn't see the grey heron that was perched on an old dock, and she didn't hear me call her attention to it, either.
That was the first thing I noticed about running without my music--I spent much more time looking around at the scenery. It was nice being able to do that. It was so much different than the first few weeks of the Couch-to-5k program, when it seemed like every run was a struggle that ended with me desperate for breath. I could hear every footfall and the crunch of the leaves and the aggregate.
When reach approximately 3/4 into our first mile, Mrs. F was about a tenth of a mile ahead of me. Again I had that urge to speed up, but I let her go. My knee had settled in. It was still a bit sore, but not bad. So far, my shin felt fine.
As I approached my pre-determined turnaound point (the one-mile mark), Mrs. F had already turned around and was running back toward me. When we met, she turned again and went with me to the end of the trail. Together we turned around and started back. Mrs. F glanced at the watch she was carrying: 14 minutes (she had made the first mile in 11:30 before turning around for me).
The return trip was a bit harder. Although I ran longer distances last week, I hadn't run on Monday and Wednesday was a disaster. Since the Turkey Trot is a week from tomorrow, I just didn't want to overdo it. My left knee was holding out, though a bit sore. Now, though, I could feel occasional twinges in my shin. As they came on, I felt myself tightening up. I resisted as much as was possible for me, deliberately trying to keep my leg relaxed. It seemed to work. As I felt that bit of pain and my leg wanting to tense up, I deliberately relaxed my leg and kept on moving.
Mrs. F had pulled ahead of me shortly after we turned around, but I did not let her get a full tenth of a mile ahead of me. I wanted to sprint and catch up, but I knew I would not be able to finish if I did that; it likely would have caused me harm, too. Instead, I picked out a landmark ahead of me on the trail, and I increased my pace until I reached that landmark. Although I wanted to keep up the pace, because I could see myself gaining on her, I let go of the urge and I slowed down. Soon, I picked another landmark and did the same again.
As we got to the final quarter mile, I was only about 20 feet behind her. I picked up my pace and brought myself even with her. By then, however, it seemed that she was starting to speed up, too. The end, after all, was in sight. I pushed harder. She sped up. I increased my pace. She increased hers. Pretty soon, we were both running at a sprint. Normally, I can pull ahead of her in a sprint, but she clearly had some energy in reserve. Though I pushed myself as much as I could, she pulled ahead of me and won our little race.
During that last segment, I definately felt more of a pounding on my left leg, and the shin splints on my right flared up. It was a short push, though, so it didn't seem too bad. In fact, my right shin hurt more at the end of our cool-down walk than it did due to the splint. It was good to be back at it today, and it felt good to let go of my baggage from earlier in the week.
What a difference a night makes
Having knocked off my main assignment for the week a few days ago, I've been left with reading. As last night rolled in I hit the home stretch. I nearly finished the weekly reading in the denser text, and that leaves me with just a few pages there before diving into the easier read that I should be able to wrap up in an evening. That being the case, I allowed myself to watch an hour of TV (Stargate Universe via Hulu), and even got to bed before 11 PM. I iced my left knee for about an hour before I went to bed, and I popped a few Ibuprofen tablets.
I felt much better when I got up this morning. The daylight savings time change has shifted dawn an hour earlier, and that does make it a bit easier to get up. When I stepped outside to go to work, and felt how relatively warm it was (compared to what it had been recently), I lamented that we didn't decide to run in the morning. Oh, what a difference a night makes!
We'll run this afternoon. I should get off work about 3:30 PM, so we should be able to run before 5 PM. I'm not sure how far I'll go today. If we keep to our pattern, this will be one of the last three runs before our 5k. Mrs. F read that one should not run two days prior to a major race, and, for us at least, our first 5k run is a major race.
Thanks for all the comments from everyone while I was feeling down. It's good to be reminded that there are good runs and bad runs. I also want to acknowledge that you shouldn't run with pain when you're as green as am I. I should have been more open with Mrs. F about not wanting to run the other day, and should have given myself the time to recover. Whatever I opt to do this afternoon, I'm going to take it at an easy pace--something maintainable. If I get hurt between now and Wednesday, my chance to run that Turkey Trot will gone.
I'm not expecting the scale to be kind today. I've not been tracking my intake this week. I'm bracing for a two pound gain. If it's higher than that, I'll need to swallow the bitter pill of responsibility for my own actions.
Well, good day to all. I have much to do.
I felt much better when I got up this morning. The daylight savings time change has shifted dawn an hour earlier, and that does make it a bit easier to get up. When I stepped outside to go to work, and felt how relatively warm it was (compared to what it had been recently), I lamented that we didn't decide to run in the morning. Oh, what a difference a night makes!
We'll run this afternoon. I should get off work about 3:30 PM, so we should be able to run before 5 PM. I'm not sure how far I'll go today. If we keep to our pattern, this will be one of the last three runs before our 5k. Mrs. F read that one should not run two days prior to a major race, and, for us at least, our first 5k run is a major race.
Thanks for all the comments from everyone while I was feeling down. It's good to be reminded that there are good runs and bad runs. I also want to acknowledge that you shouldn't run with pain when you're as green as am I. I should have been more open with Mrs. F about not wanting to run the other day, and should have given myself the time to recover. Whatever I opt to do this afternoon, I'm going to take it at an easy pace--something maintainable. If I get hurt between now and Wednesday, my chance to run that Turkey Trot will gone.
I'm not expecting the scale to be kind today. I've not been tracking my intake this week. I'm bracing for a two pound gain. If it's higher than that, I'll need to swallow the bitter pill of responsibility for my own actions.
Well, good day to all. I have much to do.
Day 67 - Mrs. F -
I plan to run this afternoon. The temps are supposed to be in the 60s and it should be nice out for a change! Mr. F may bike but Im not sure yet.
Today is one of the more challenging times. I am sick, just seems to be a standard cold, but the first day is always the worst. So its very tempting, to skip today. Either put it off til tommorrow or skip entirely. I really dont want to get into the habit of doing that, so Im planning on going but taking a slow run and probably no more than 2 miles. Thats part of the reason, I elected for afternoon, I figured I really needed the rest last night!
Im not sure bout the weight check today. Im so hoping to hit the 10 lbs lost point but on the same hand, it was halloween candy week. So im just not sure what the scale will read. Ill weigh in at lunchtime today.
Keep on running
Mrs. F
Today is one of the more challenging times. I am sick, just seems to be a standard cold, but the first day is always the worst. So its very tempting, to skip today. Either put it off til tommorrow or skip entirely. I really dont want to get into the habit of doing that, so Im planning on going but taking a slow run and probably no more than 2 miles. Thats part of the reason, I elected for afternoon, I figured I really needed the rest last night!
Im not sure bout the weight check today. Im so hoping to hit the 10 lbs lost point but on the same hand, it was halloween candy week. So im just not sure what the scale will read. Ill weigh in at lunchtime today.
Keep on running
Mrs. F
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Still here
Despite having a lousy run last night, I'm still here. Perhaps Mrs. F was right in pushing me to get out. I felt pretty good this morning, though it doesn't seem as if that feeling will last through the day.
I was pretty terrible last evening. My attitude sucked, even before I went out, and that probably had a bearing on having a sucky run.
My knee pain (on the left) is different than what I saw the doctor for before. This is definately below the joint line toward the inside--it seems to be just to the inside of and extending slightly below the patellar tendon. My right shin is a bit tender this morning, but it is not bothering me while I walk. That's a good thing.
I have another headache starting. I think it's stress.
Sorry, Mrs. F. You were right. I needed to get out and get moving. I guess taking our runs late in the afternoon is okay, but taking yesterday's late in the evening just made it that much harder.
I was pretty terrible last evening. My attitude sucked, even before I went out, and that probably had a bearing on having a sucky run.
My knee pain (on the left) is different than what I saw the doctor for before. This is definately below the joint line toward the inside--it seems to be just to the inside of and extending slightly below the patellar tendon. My right shin is a bit tender this morning, but it is not bothering me while I walk. That's a good thing.
I have another headache starting. I think it's stress.
Sorry, Mrs. F. You were right. I needed to get out and get moving. I guess taking our runs late in the afternoon is okay, but taking yesterday's late in the evening just made it that much harder.
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
A miserable run (double-whammy)
I was not looking forward to running today at all. I had a headache most of the day, and by the time I got home from work, about two hours later than I had planned, I was just ready for bed. My headache was building again, and my left knee was still sore from last Friday's run. I even tried wearing the too-tight patellar stabilizer during the day today, but I had to take it off at noon because it was just too tight and too uncomfortable.
I should have known better than to let Mrs. F push me to run when my mind and body were telling me it wasn't a good idea. I know she meant well, but I just should have listened to my body. My leg wrap/tape combo didn't seem to help much today. As it turns out, both of my long-sleeve polyester shirts were in the laundry, so I didn't have my two base cold-weather layers. I had my loose-fitting long-sleeve orange shirt and a windbreaker shell--let's just say I was too bloody cold before the run and immediately thereafter.
As I stated earlier, I did not want to be out running today. I was grumbling and cursing under my breath because I was tired, uncomfortable, and sore, and because I knew I still had a load of reading to finish for my current class. I was slow on the warmup walk, and my knee was already aching. When I started the run, I gave it everything I had though, but I'm guessing it wasn't much. Mrs. F was still stretching when I got started, but that was fine because I knew she would catch up. However, as we progressed and I could either hear her coming or see her long shadow coming up behind me from either a car's headlamps or a street light, I pushed myself to go faster. Honestly, I was not really happy about being out there running and I figured I would at least make it a bit rough on her today. Not nice, I know, but c'est la vie. She almost caught up to me a couple of times, and each time I pushed ahead. I kept the lead through most of the first mile, even though my knee was painful and I could feel the shin splints in my right leg starting to flare up. She got to pull ahead as we neared the one mile mark. I was fine with that, because I knew I was done.
Today I felt like I did during one of the early weeks of the Couch-to-5k program--I didn't want to be out there, and I wasn't going to kid myself that I'm a runner. I'm a hugely fat guy who had been out there forcing himself to run for nine weeks, partly motivated by a fear of death and partly motivated by knowing that some people would think that I wouldn't be able to do it. Yeah, I got through the nine weeks, but who am I trying to kid now? Or, at least, that's how my thinking was going.
When we got to the end, I turned around and told Mrs. F I needed to walk. Maybe I could have run more if I had not pushed so hard on the way out, but by the way my knee was hurting before I got started, I don't think it's likely that I would have made the two miles anyway. Upon hearing I was going to walk, Mrs. F decided to run further on before turning around. Oh, how I envy her! She's really enjoying this, the running. I've had some good runs, but I can't say I really enjoy it right now, at least not consistantly.
So I started hobbling back. I yelled and cussed at myself in my mind (and probably out loud, at points). I knew I had run nearly three times as much before. Heck, I ran about seven and a half miles last week! There was no way I was going to keep walking.
That settled it. I decided to push myself back to a run. It didn't last very long, though. My face and neck were cold and my headache was getting worse. My left knee was sore with every footfall, but if I tried to adjust my stride so as to spare the knee, it aggravated the shin splints on my right leg. I tried to put the pain out of mind, and pushed on, but when a burst of burning pain erupted in that right shin, I gave up all hope of running. That was the double-whammy: my sore knee and the shin splints.
I slowed to a walk, but now the walk was painful for both legs. Having slowed down, I started to become more chilled (it was in the 30s °F). Including the distance of our warm-up walk, I was still a mile from the car. Had it not been so cold, I would have sat down on the trail and waited for Mrs. F to come by, and I would have asked her to get the car.
I made it back to our starting point, and back to the car, but I was not a happy camper. I was now even more tired and sore. Whatever good I did resting my right leg since Friday was undone--my shin splints are now as sore as they were then. If I can't get these issues squared away within the next 10 days, I've just flushed my 5k registration fee down the toilet.
I finished the evening icing my legs and reading my coursework. Because I got off work late and we took our run right away, I didn't eat until late and that has really thrown me off my pattern. It's now 10:32 PM and I'm not tired, yet I know I need sleep.
I'm not looking forward to facing the scale this week. I already figure it will be a few steps back. I'm just tired of it all. I've never been a thin guy. I'm just so tired!
I should have known better than to let Mrs. F push me to run when my mind and body were telling me it wasn't a good idea. I know she meant well, but I just should have listened to my body. My leg wrap/tape combo didn't seem to help much today. As it turns out, both of my long-sleeve polyester shirts were in the laundry, so I didn't have my two base cold-weather layers. I had my loose-fitting long-sleeve orange shirt and a windbreaker shell--let's just say I was too bloody cold before the run and immediately thereafter.
As I stated earlier, I did not want to be out running today. I was grumbling and cursing under my breath because I was tired, uncomfortable, and sore, and because I knew I still had a load of reading to finish for my current class. I was slow on the warmup walk, and my knee was already aching. When I started the run, I gave it everything I had though, but I'm guessing it wasn't much. Mrs. F was still stretching when I got started, but that was fine because I knew she would catch up. However, as we progressed and I could either hear her coming or see her long shadow coming up behind me from either a car's headlamps or a street light, I pushed myself to go faster. Honestly, I was not really happy about being out there running and I figured I would at least make it a bit rough on her today. Not nice, I know, but c'est la vie. She almost caught up to me a couple of times, and each time I pushed ahead. I kept the lead through most of the first mile, even though my knee was painful and I could feel the shin splints in my right leg starting to flare up. She got to pull ahead as we neared the one mile mark. I was fine with that, because I knew I was done.
Today I felt like I did during one of the early weeks of the Couch-to-5k program--I didn't want to be out there, and I wasn't going to kid myself that I'm a runner. I'm a hugely fat guy who had been out there forcing himself to run for nine weeks, partly motivated by a fear of death and partly motivated by knowing that some people would think that I wouldn't be able to do it. Yeah, I got through the nine weeks, but who am I trying to kid now? Or, at least, that's how my thinking was going.
When we got to the end, I turned around and told Mrs. F I needed to walk. Maybe I could have run more if I had not pushed so hard on the way out, but by the way my knee was hurting before I got started, I don't think it's likely that I would have made the two miles anyway. Upon hearing I was going to walk, Mrs. F decided to run further on before turning around. Oh, how I envy her! She's really enjoying this, the running. I've had some good runs, but I can't say I really enjoy it right now, at least not consistantly.
So I started hobbling back. I yelled and cussed at myself in my mind (and probably out loud, at points). I knew I had run nearly three times as much before. Heck, I ran about seven and a half miles last week! There was no way I was going to keep walking.
That settled it. I decided to push myself back to a run. It didn't last very long, though. My face and neck were cold and my headache was getting worse. My left knee was sore with every footfall, but if I tried to adjust my stride so as to spare the knee, it aggravated the shin splints on my right leg. I tried to put the pain out of mind, and pushed on, but when a burst of burning pain erupted in that right shin, I gave up all hope of running. That was the double-whammy: my sore knee and the shin splints.
I slowed to a walk, but now the walk was painful for both legs. Having slowed down, I started to become more chilled (it was in the 30s °F). Including the distance of our warm-up walk, I was still a mile from the car. Had it not been so cold, I would have sat down on the trail and waited for Mrs. F to come by, and I would have asked her to get the car.
I made it back to our starting point, and back to the car, but I was not a happy camper. I was now even more tired and sore. Whatever good I did resting my right leg since Friday was undone--my shin splints are now as sore as they were then. If I can't get these issues squared away within the next 10 days, I've just flushed my 5k registration fee down the toilet.
I finished the evening icing my legs and reading my coursework. Because I got off work late and we took our run right away, I didn't eat until late and that has really thrown me off my pattern. It's now 10:32 PM and I'm not tired, yet I know I need sleep.
I'm not looking forward to facing the scale this week. I already figure it will be a few steps back. I'm just tired of it all. I've never been a thin guy. I'm just so tired!
Day 66 -- Mrs. F
I ended up with a late evening run since Mr. F had to work late. We didnt get out til 630! It was weird running in the evening dark. Somehow it seems darker than the dawn light. It was a colder night, so that added to making it a little harder running.
I took an easier run today and didnt go as far. Mr. F elected not to stretch and took off right away. I stretched a little and began running. It took me at least 6/10th of a mile to catch up with him. It seemed just as I would start gaining on him, he would speed up!!
I couid feel the effects of too much halloween candy as well. It took me 5 minutes or more of the run to find my stride. And counting calories has gotten harder. I just want to eat and eat and eat. Ugh ... the honeymoon is over with weight loss.
The run itself was good. I went about 2.5 miles(estimated) and Im not sure on time. It was too dark for a watch and Mr. F didnt end up using the playlist for the whole run this time. It did feel good to get out there and run though! I needed that after too many snack size butterfingers. Those things may just be evil -- they are 100 calories apiece!
Hopefully I can redeem the week but Im afraid for Friday weigh in!
Keep on running
Mrs. F
I took an easier run today and didnt go as far. Mr. F elected not to stretch and took off right away. I stretched a little and began running. It took me at least 6/10th of a mile to catch up with him. It seemed just as I would start gaining on him, he would speed up!!
I couid feel the effects of too much halloween candy as well. It took me 5 minutes or more of the run to find my stride. And counting calories has gotten harder. I just want to eat and eat and eat. Ugh ... the honeymoon is over with weight loss.
The run itself was good. I went about 2.5 miles(estimated) and Im not sure on time. It was too dark for a watch and Mr. F didnt end up using the playlist for the whole run this time. It did feel good to get out there and run though! I needed that after too many snack size butterfingers. Those things may just be evil -- they are 100 calories apiece!
Hopefully I can redeem the week but Im afraid for Friday weigh in!
Keep on running
Mrs. F
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Post C25K Blues (and drowning in my studies)
The end of the Couch-to-5k program has been very anticlimactic for me. I'm a bit down, in part from that anticlimax, but also because my right shin is still sore and my left knee has gotten irksome again since Friday. I don't want to run tomorrow at all, but I know I need to do it. I've been swamped in my studies for the past two weeks--sitting in a chair and reading academic texts for six to eight hours on a Saturday sure seems to be a way to suck the vitality out of anyone. I've lost just enough weight from my butt over the past nine weeks that even sitting in my chair--my big, blue oversized chair--left me sore. Although I can't see it, I'm pretty sure I lost some padding back there.
The burden of my studies is one of the reasons I've not been writing as much here or at Active.com (that and being down). This is the first week I don't have an 1,800+ word essay due, so I'm hoping it won't feel so overwhelming this week. I was required to make a substantial post to our online discussion forum on this week's topic, but thankfully I was able to get that done tonight. I was the first one to post this week, and I'm usually one of the last because of how long it takes me to get through the reading. It helped that a significant chunk of the material this week was in the form of PowerPoint presentations with audio (basically, a recorded lecture put into a set of slideshows). Since I'm primarily an auditory learner, that gave me a leg up this week. Now I just need to finish the last two chapters of reading from last week and read the five I need to finish for this week (it sure beats the 18 I had to read for last week).
Enough of my coursework griping. I need to get my head back into running. Blech! I'd rather get my head into a bucket of Breyer's right now. I guess I'll just take it a day at a time.
The burden of my studies is one of the reasons I've not been writing as much here or at Active.com (that and being down). This is the first week I don't have an 1,800+ word essay due, so I'm hoping it won't feel so overwhelming this week. I was required to make a substantial post to our online discussion forum on this week's topic, but thankfully I was able to get that done tonight. I was the first one to post this week, and I'm usually one of the last because of how long it takes me to get through the reading. It helped that a significant chunk of the material this week was in the form of PowerPoint presentations with audio (basically, a recorded lecture put into a set of slideshows). Since I'm primarily an auditory learner, that gave me a leg up this week. Now I just need to finish the last two chapters of reading from last week and read the five I need to finish for this week (it sure beats the 18 I had to read for last week).
Enough of my coursework griping. I need to get my head back into running. Blech! I'd rather get my head into a bucket of Breyer's right now. I guess I'll just take it a day at a time.
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