Dear Diary

Dear Diary,

Today, I received a letter! It said:

"Dear Laurel,

I want you to run at least four times a week for four weeks in a row. If you can do that, for at least 30 minutes a session, I will buy you a running skirt. Promise."

A running skirt!? Who would buy me a running skirt if I actually RAN?!

Oh. It was me.

Well I want one! So if it motivates me, I'm going to get it! Run Run Run!

By the way, I went on a run on Monday. That doesn't really COUNT for this week, but it killed me. I mean, BROKE me off. And it was slow. And it was only like, two miles. But I'm not used to running on hills! Oh well, this is my chance to learn something and shine. (Ha. Ha.)

Anyways, a new running journey for me to start. I know, I know, I haven't stuck to a plan yet.

But maybe this time it'll be different. =)

Last PFT: 3 miles, 38:22

Ouch.

Well, they put me on platoon remedial, which is sorta what I WAS on, except now I report to my plt commander daily on my PT status. Next week I'm going to try to kill myself with running. (Its even better than killing yourself with kindness, despite what you may have heard).

I want to see if drinking enough water and pushin myself super hard for a week, added to my new eating habits (I refuse to call it a diet, since I don't really want to lose weight so much as eat healthier... South Beachin it, baby!) will bring my PFT score up by a lot. I mean, I've been trying, but there's not a doubt that I could try harder... maybe.

So wish me luck this week. Not sure if I'll post updates, since no one really reads this, and with good reason as I never update it. But I'll try.

TD 6: 36:17

Ran on the PFT track tonight. I think I was well-hydrated... when I peed right beforehand it was near to clear, so I think that was well enough.

Didn't want to run, as you can imagine... what with my strong hatred of the runningness. John all but dragged me out there. What I discovered while running is that no matter what, if the person I'm running with tries to motivate or encourage me, I hate them a little bit. ESPECIALLY the ones who can run circles around me, literally, while I run three miles. I just do. I hated Corey, I hated Dustin, and dear God did I hate John tonight. He's not so great at dealing with me moody, and I get super bitchy while running, so the poor kid had to listen to me cursing at his back most of the time. I think he got really angry at the end!

I am okay with my run time... its 17:30 out, and then 18:37 back. More'n a minute lost, but that is over a mile and a half, so not too shabby. What really sucks is that I started feeling that pain in my right shoulder again, the one I was feeling before Exodus and everytime I ran with Corey? The one that made my shoulder feel like it was going to fall off? Yeah, that one. I don't like to complain too much, but it makes me angry that I can't just celebrate beating the 12:30 mile because everytime I do my arm wants to remove itself.

Going to add one hundred crunches a night to my workout. Just for getting ready for the PFT, as I remember, the crunches I did in my rack in bootcamp were pretty much the only preparation I gave myself, and I kicked crunch-ass. No timer, just one hundred crunches.

In addition to the other ab workout.

TD 5... no running.

So I didnt go running today. But I did receive these beautiful flowers from my husband. They're because I died, twice, after running, and you're supposed to send flowers to a funeral... I think this is only the second bouquet of flowers he's sent me in our entire marriage. :P

I did my abs workout, and I hydrated, and I ate in plenty of time to have my food settle before I ran... I got dressed to run, and then realised that I was only looking at the world through one eye because the other one was watering so much. Now, I want to be in shape and ready to run my PFT, but I do NOT want to run when my eye is already saying, HEY! SIT DOWN AND SHUT UP!

So I didn't run. Going to run on the actual PFT course tomorrow night though, assuming my eye hasn't gone haywire in the meantime.

I did try that visualisation technique, by the way. The one where you picture yourself running, starting out running, in the middle of the run, ending the run, hearing the times that you want to hear called out. It was kinda boring, but I practiced my breathing while I did that, so maybe that at least will help.

TD 4

So I stretched today, like I do before and after my run, because on Wednesday my legs were really sore before I ran... so I'm hoping that continual stretching helps it out some.

I also did my ab workout. I was doing it according to the book, as Dustin's instructions said, but I paid extra close attention to my technique today. Of course, the book says you're supposed to pay attention to the muscles that are doing the action, but... *shrugs* All I know is that I need to hydrate tomorrow big time, and buy some more bananas since they were finished off last night. I'm still only running three miles, but I'd like it to hurt less each time I run it... so if I'm hydrated, maybe that will help. :)

On another sidenote... I bought a few shirts the other night, and I decided to give up my girlish dreams of a size small, and bought them all in mediums.

I got home and I was SWIMMING in them. A medium? What? Well, for the first time in my life, I think, I was also shopping in the "misses" department, and apparently a small is a 6-8. Oh. So I returned them and bought smalls, and they fit me very nicely.

Hee!

TD 3: 3857

So I ran again today. Upon John's suggestion I tried eating half a banana before I ran, and found myself much less crampy, which was nice, but I felt the bile rising in my throat. I also tried two different techniques while I was running (well, three, but one doesnt really count). The first was regulating my breathing. In through the nose for four breaths, out through the mouth for four breaths. It worked really well for the first mile... then I felt like I wasn't getting enough air in. I was probably just fooling myself, though.

The second technique is the one which doesnt really count, during which I curse out my running partner and the sidewalks and the street lights that werent lit and the cars and the hills. This was especially prevalent when I hit 25 minutes and I was still at least a mile from home.

The third technique I tried was positive thinking. Again, with the positive thinking. I tried at first just keeping a smile on my face. That didn't seem too effective. After that, I moved on to pleasant things around me: there are these really nice smelling flowery bushes along the sidewalk, and while I've walked on the sidewalk from time to time I don't remember smelling them so much. It was lovely. Then I enjoyed the moonlight, because its so much better on my eyes than day light or street lights.

Then, I confess, I reverted to cursing. But the last part is up hill!!! *pouts*

I did run the last, oh, say, fifty feet, though... and by run I mean sprint.

By the way, I probably should NOT go to a bar with Sue before I run. Next time, note to self, drink after or NOT AT ALL.

I was thinking about yesterday's post, and how I was thinking of getting a jogging stroller so I could take Lillie on runs, and I gotta say, I think I lose my mind on days that I'm not running to think that I would enjoy that.

Plus side: today was a no-abs-workout day. YAY! Back to the grindstone tomorrow!

TD 2

Didn't run today. Talked with Dustin and he and I decided (since he was the only one I really asked and I liked his plan) that I would run 3-4 times a week max, since I'm so out of shape now. By out of shape I mean out of running... I'm not in that bad of shape.

I was going to run today anyways, but I ate dinner late, and when I was going to go running, my food was stuck in my stomach so firmly that I thought otherwise about the running. Which is fine! I just need to go running tomorrow then! It doesn't really matter, as long as I try. :)

I'm working on this positive attitude thing. My whole break off from my previous training partner was a blast, by the way, as he and I just don't see eye to eye, but that's okay. I'm going to be a better person. I already was.

I did my abs work out today. I feel like an idiot, following this plan from the beginning, as it starts with like, ten crunches, ten oblique crunches on each side, and ten leg lifts. Thats all. But I'm determined to do it right, so I guess I will start correctly, and start small. Baby steps!

Speaking of which... I need to buy a new stroller for Lillie, since I need to buy her a new car seat, and I think that I'm going to buy her a running/jogging stroller. That'll be nice, once I get in the habit of running again. Quality time with my baby girl!

Starting Over. TD 1!!!

Well, I have a confession to make. I haven't been, well, running like I should have been. In fact, I haven't been running at all. And I didn't really care for a while because, frankly, I really hate running.

BUT.

I do want to be in better shape.

BUT.

I do want to pass my PFT.

BUT.

My mother is shaming me by following her run plan, and shes not even in the military.

BUT.

I am a Marine, like it or not.

So today, even though I'm on quarters of a sort, due to my eye infection, I decided to start over. This time, I have FLYLADY in my pocket. I decided I can do fifteen minutes out and then return. Well, I ran fifteen minutes out (minus about ... a half minute where it was walk or puke), and then it took me another ... 19 minutes? To run back. So I ran for about 34:28, with only two/three walk or puke breaks, and I ran about, I'd say, 2.7-2.8 miles. Yay for me! And there were hill-type things, because its at my apartment complex, which is mildly hilly! Yay times two!

I noticed while I was running that the biggest problem I had was breathing. My legs didn't really hurt at the end, it was more the not being able to breath enough air; I got crampy and my chest got really tight for a while. I kept going, and I guess I slowed down enough to regulate my breathing again, but I think this is a severe problem for my running.

Now, before, when I was training, I was following a schedule, but I'm not really anymore. So now when I cross train, I'm going to actually try to do a cardio workout. Before I was just pedalling the bike to waste an hour. I may not go for an hour next time I'm cardio-ing, but I'll definitely get my heart rate up.

OH! And running at night is nice. I don't know how I'd continue to do so once Lillie returns, but it was gorgeous.

By the way, I also started a new abs program. Today was Day One for that too. Its the same one that Dustin is following in Hawaii, except he's on like, Month Two, Day One. LOL

Last thing: sorta have a change in scenery when I run ... IE, I'm not really running with Corey anymore. I don't know if you noticed the lack of link to his blog, but we're not running together now. I'm very proud of him, as he managed to finish his marathon, and with an awesome time, but I guess its really not my place to be proud of him except as a fellow Marine. *SHRUGS* Whatever. I may get around to my marathon. Or maybe, I'll just get around to being in shape.

TD 56: 3miles, walk.

So I did some walking, today and yesterday, to prepare my body for the torture I'm going to put it through again starting Monday. Dustin and I walked down to the shopping center and back with babyface. It was mildly enjoyable! :P Although, I got tired. (HAHA)

And then yesterday we went walking at Big Sur. It was nice, although hilly and slightly more like hiking than walking. It was really pretty...

Back to training tomorrow. Hopefully I am all unsick so I can do it.

TD 52...

Just trying to not die, really. That's how I'm spending my week, right now. And apparently I could have some inherited condition. (See my personal blog for more information)

I recieved a new medical order, a new chit, no pt for five days. I'm going to try to maybe do some light weights or something, maybe some ab work, but nothing hardcore until Monday. Maybe if I feel better on Sunday Dustin and I will do a run of sorts. Maybe down by the Asilomar. Dustin wants to go hiking on Saturday... we'll see how I feel.

TD 51...

So. I'm sorta embarassed. I've been really sick the last few weeks, culminating in multiple system infections, complete dehydration, and possibly a severe problem with my head. The doctor isn't actually SURE what's causing my extreme light sensitivity, so that could suck.

I've been on quarters the last few days as well.

BUT because of all my sickiness, I havent really worked out like I should have been. I signed up for the 1/2 marathon at the end of March, and I am SO not ready. Blech. But I've been sick!

I've done some pt-ing, don't get me wrong... but my last run was a week ago, and it was a 40 some odd minute three mile. ICK.

And I still feel like crap. Hopefully all this medication I'm on makes me not sick, and I can start training again like I'm supposed to.

TD 36: Biking, 1 hour.

Ugh. So I cross trained today. In the gym at my apartment complex. Which totally makes up for the fact that I didn't run the 10miles, cause Corey didn't cross train today. See? Totally equal. (HAH)

So the gym at my complex really sucks. I couldn't even turn the bike on to see how far I was going or change the resistance. Afterwards, I did some free weight lifting. Dustin was teasing me cause I was only bench pressing like 20 pounds. But whatever. I'm weak. :P I am adding some weights onto my program, though, at request of my squad leader. So soon, I'll be muscle bound. (HAH)

Rest tomorrow, which is good since I'm coming down with something. All I have to do is a few ab exercises. Yay.

MIZZ WADE

TD 34: Rest

So for the PFT? ICK. I ran 3 miles, 33:57. And I puked afterwards. GOD. So I didn't pass. :( Poor me. So now I have to run my training program by the powers that be: ie my squad and fireteam leader. We'll see.

So. I didn't put my measurements up last week... here they are.

Chest: 35"
Waist: 32.5"
Hips: 39.5"
Thighs: 21.74"
Weight: 142 (according to the Marine who weighed me yesterday)

Tomorrow? 10 mile run with the hubby. We'll see how much he enjoys that.

Got a new running watch... it takes my heart rate and everything... its kind of scary that watches can do that, btw.

MIZZ WADE

TD 30: 1.85, 19:58

So I've been not posting here because I'm sorta ashamed of myself. I didn't run all weekend, in preperation for the race, and then ended up not doing the race! And then I didn't train at all on Monday... so lazy. Geez.

So today, my training partner couldn't come with (some lame ass excuse :P -jk, hon), and I decided I needed to run anyways. So, off Lillie and I went to the gym, armed with my trusty iPod and a bottle of water.

I was curious as to my limits, so I pushed them a little, but not much. I found out that I can maintain 6.5 miles an hour comfortably for maybe two minutes... surprising. I found that I can run 1 mile in 10:15, which was a shocker. After I took a one minute walking break, I further suprised myself in hitting 1.5 miles at 15:30 -- which is huge considering the one minute walking break that I took. So then I pushed myself up to about 7 mph, and hit my wall. OUCH. So I stopped running at twenty minutes: last time I was in the gym running on the treadmill I nearly passed out, but that time I had a partner. This time I just had Lillie. So, I stopped.

But I'm so proud of me!

Yay!

MIZZ WADE

TD 25: 3 Miles, 40:48

Well, I ran with my partner again today. It was miserable out, and I forgot my running shorts so I had to borrow a pair... he gave me swim shorts, so they totally were riding up the entire time. *Sigh*

And we ran really slow. I think that the middle day, you just run slower. Well, I do. I mean, by the second day of running, I'm really damn tired. The third day? Not so bad. But the second day kills me.

On the other side, we didn't take ANY walking breaks this time, I just kept running. Just kept going. And I kept up a conversational pace the entire time, talking and running. I actually thought that was pretty good, even if I did lose seven minutes from yesterday.

OMG. And its not measurement time or anything, saving that till Saturday, but I swear, my uniform today fit much better than it has in months. So I'm psyched. I almost looked squared away today in my uniform. I may yet make it to being a GOOD MARINE. Crazy.

Running again tomorrow. Still hate it. But for some reason, I didn't feel nearly as dead after the run today as I have been, which is wierd considering I took off almost a week due to sickness, baby and home problems. But, hey! Let's just be positive! Only one more day of running until a rest day!

AND THEN!!!

My first ever race.

I have my bib and everything. HOW EXCITING!!

:-D

Now that I'm done being geeky, I'm going to bed. Its much too late for me.

MIZZ WADE

TD 24: 3 Miles, 33:49:34

I was SOOO close. SOOO CLOSE! And I ran it all by myself. Don't need any snotty partners crowding up the sidewalk. I took my two walking breaks, one minute each, and I made it.


And ok, sure, my partner was there in my mind. Urging me onward. Telling me I could do it. Making me believe it. Telling me how proud he was going to be of me.

But I totally could've been that person on my own.

Is true.

MIZZ WADE

TD 21 ... After a brief respite ...

So. Took the weekend off of training. The whole week, almost, I guess... only trained Monday and Wednesday, did my situp program on Friday, but that was it. Oh, and I rested correctly. :P

But we start again tomorrow, which is a new day. Yay. For new days. Its cross training. I feel guilty for not training, but I have been sick. I'm hoping to be better. Although, I might be getting better faster if I actually took my medication and got some sleep. It feels like I haven't gotten any sleep in the last decade. I think that tomorrow I might either go to bed early, or take a nap as soon as cross training is over. I'll see.

But on the upside, I missed a five mile run. =) Yay!

Ready for my body to start working again,

MIZZ WADE

TD 18: 4miles; cough cough

I'm sick. Cough cough. Real sick. Cough cough.

No, really. I'm on quarters/bed rest today, doctors orders, and self paced for the rest of the weekend. I wonder if Corey will accept that as a reason not to run tomorrow? Maybe I'll feel better. I still feel really crappy.

I've decided that training four weekdays a week is just not feasible for me. We have yet to complete a full week, due to things just popping up. So... maybe next week.

Sick,

MIZZ WADE

TD 17: 3 miles, 39:10

So, today we had to run on the treadmills at my apartment complex, due to my forgetting of my running gear at home. No time to go get it, baby needed to be picked up! :/

So we went to the treadmills. And I think I must be coming down with something. Cause even those three miles really really sucked. I mean, I felt really bad. It was hard to keep running. I only gave myself one official walking break, but I slowed down a few times in the middle. Towards the end I pushed myself real hard, just so it would be over. It felt real bad. Blech.

And it sucked cause I'm used to Gray distracting me with his never-ending flow of chatter, and he didn't really talk, since the treadmills were so loud. And it was so hot in there. :(

I know, I'm whining. But look: I managed to get my time down even more. Yay me. It only took death to get me there.

Coming down with something,

MIZZ WADE

TD 16

Rest! Yay!

I was very restful today. The most unrestful thing done today? Carting laundry, and picking up a gallon jug of water. Not that I've drank a whole gallon, but I am going on 80ish ounces of water. I really like the type of water I got, its good tasting. Yay!

Tomorrow is three miles. Boo. After that is four miles. More boo. Especially since I picked the four mile course and its really hilly.

Ok, not really hilly, but there's one major hill, and a few small ones. But its next to the daycare center, so if my partner is forced to go to formation or something gay like that, we can still run it.

Great.

I wish it was Friday night.

I'm still a little sore from yesterday, but more from the added parts to my workout (the abs stuff, and the pushup stuff), and not really the run, so much.

Waiting for the weekend,

MIZZ WADE

TD 15: Biking, 16.61 Miles, 60min

SO. Did the cross training thing today, alone. Partner had a thing that he had to go to, "age"ing someone farewell or something. Ah, ceremonies of which I have no idea of what they consist.

Rode a bike again. Yay. Added something new to my "fitness" routine. Now I have 3 sets of crunches, bicycles, reverse crunches, side crunches, girly pushups, and a 30 second plank. Ouch. I wasn't sure I was going to be able to finish the last set of girly pushups. I'm so out of shape.

So I forgot to mention yesterday, as I was so busy whining, that I saw a rainbow over the ocean! It was so pretty. Lots of nice colours. I haven't seen a rainbow since last year, when I saw one over McDonald's (wierd, huh). I feel like I am on the deadside of things still today, but I'm not amazingly sore, which is wierd. And I am kinda proud of myself. The way my thighs were burning yesterday, I thought that they were toast. (Haha) But hopefully it will get better.

And no more hills.

Rest day tomorrow! Yay!

MIZZ WADE

TD 14: 7 miles, 1:36:38

Whoo. Its DONE. Finally.

We ran past at least ... god, twenty benches. And I wanted to sit on all of them. (Except for one, which probably was tetanus-y).

Ah, I really really wanted to kill Gray today. "Its really easy", he says, "only a small uphill at the end", he says. LIAR.

We ran the half Asilomar today, which really sucks. It starts out nice and pretty and downhill, we run along the beach, which is of course asbolutely beautiful, and then you hit Lover's Point. Still really pretty. At Lover's Point, you start uphill. though. Run through Pacific Grove. Nice little town. REALLY crappy hill.

My legs hurt. =(

Luckily, tomorrow is just cross training, and then a rest. Yay! Week 2: officially OVER.

Really really hungry,

MIZZ WADE

Stand

This is just a song I found that seems to embody what I'm trying to do... or, vice versa.

STAND
by Rascal Flatts



You feel like a candle in a hurricane
Just like a picture with a broken frame
Alone and helpless like you’ve lost your fight
But you’ll be alright, you’ll be alright

Chorus
Cause when push comes to shove
You taste what you’re made of
You might bend ‘til you break
Cause it’s all you can take
On your knees you look up
Decide you’ve had enough
You get mad, you get strong
Wipe your hands, shake it off
Then you stand, then you stand

Life’s like a novel with the end ripped out
The edge of canyon with only one way down
Take what you’re given before it’s gone
And start holdin’ on, keep holdin’ on

Repeat Chorus

Every time you get up and get back in the race
One more small piece of you starts to fall into place – yeah

Repeat Chorus

Yeah, then you stand – yeah
Yeah, Baby
WOO HOO, WOO HOO, WOO HOO-
Then you stand – Yeah, Yeah

TD 13: Rest

Well, I am really good at this one. I can rest like no one's business. Okay, so I'm cleaning, but do you see me running, doing sit ups, or anything like that? HAH. Like that would happen of my own volition. So anyways, I decided to do some tapings (not movies, but body tapings), since they should improve over the next sixteen weeks, and I want to feel like I'm making some changes to myself through this torture. So, (now don't laugh at me, I already feel bad about some of these numbers), here they are:

Bust (over boobs, under arms): 37"
Waist (I think its my waist): 35"
Hips (okay, this is my butt): 40"
Thighs (a very scary number): 22"

I mean, EW. Talk about huge thighs. And my butt!! It used to be so small. I didn't even notice when it was growing to get its own gravity, it just sorta happened! Ah well. It'll get better, right?

Right?

Resting, dreading the seven miles (with hills) tomorrow,

MIZZ WADE

TD 12 : 3 Miles -- er, whoops

Ok, you caught me. I didnt run 3 miles today. We had these stupid formations that supposedly we were all supposed to go to. But not me, I guess, although they didn't tell me that until I arrived. My training partner DID have to be there, however, and seeing as how I had already picked up Lillie, and it was raining, and he didn't get done until almost eight or nine ... well, we didn't run. I was going to run on the treadmill in the gym here at the complex, I swear, but it closes at 9pm, and Dustin and I were having a date night. SOO...

I didn't run. (It was kinda nice, too!) But I did do my new sit-up routine, so count half my training done for the day. Yay!

Rest day tomorrow!

MIZZ WADE

TD 11: 3 miles, 39:35

WHOO! We're into the double digits! Look at me go! (Not) So, those of you who are astute will notice that my three miles got slower today. Here, let me ex/com-plain.

1. My back hurt.
2. It was cold out.
3. My legs hurt.
4. It was hard to breath.
5. My ankles hurt.
6. I'm a girl. And there's certain times when girls run like ... well, girls.

Plus, this is the first time I ran two days consecutively since ... well, I don't know when. And we took one long break, and one slightly shorter than long break. Mainly because of the death I was feeling. So the minutes of those extra breakiness from yesterday add up to 1:30. SO, should I find myself able to run tomorrow without death, maybe I'll be able to cut down.

On the other hand, I'll still be a girl.

And it'll probably still be cold.

Haha. Enjoy, Gray. This is me on a short run, you're going to HATE the long ones.

Dreaming evil dreams of torture,

MIZZ WADE

TD 10: 3 miles, 38:55

So. Three miles. Damn. You'd think that three miles would feel easier than six. They don't. I think that the first three miles suck more than the last three. *Shrug*

Wierd.

Anyways. My training partner wants to add races to our schedule. He wants to run the Big Sur marathon the week before we run the Avenue of the Giants. And he wants to run the Army 6mile Mud run in March.

*Sigh* Not really my idea of a good time, running in the mud. And ESPECIALLY not running the Big Sur. THAT would definitely kill me.

On the three miles: I managed to run it about one minute faster than last time. So, hopefully in a month I'll get it down to PFT time. Fingers crossed. Else I'll just have to get a chit. =P

3 more miles tomorrow. Gray wants to push me, kill me, get my time down some more tomorrow. He already cut down one of my breaks! Jerk.

Waiting for the next rest day,

MIZZ WADE

PS double digits double digits double digits .... go

TD 9

Yay! A day of Rest! I was tempted to run, let me tell you, but I resisted the siren's call of my sneakers and stayed firmly sedentary today.

Aaaah. And my body definitely appreciates it.

Resting!

MIZZ WADE

TD 8 Bike 16.72, 60min.

Starting the second full week. Sweet. MAYBE I'll train all these days. HAH. No, I probably will because Corey will make me.

Today was just cross training. I bicycled in the gym on base (which is really nice, btw) and watched Oprah ... she was doing the debt diet segment and its pretty cool. Anyways, while I was watching that I bicycled a distance of 17 something miles in an hour, and burned over 300 calories... I'm hoping that it made up for the pizza I snuck before lunch. Not the WHOLE pizza, but a piece.

My body is starting to really like this water thing. I bet I drink a whole gallon a day now. Its weird. I know I drank at least 64 ounces today, at least, and I'm still thirsty? I guess I did work out for an hour, but still.

Agh. The bicycling made my shoulder really hurt again, and oddly enough it didn't hurt after the long run yesterday. Wierd. BUT it made my thighs feel a lot better, cause they were stiff and sore and I thought I was going to fall over dead.

Of course, I didn't.

I added something onto my training. Something small. Just some ab definers. Maybe I'll have a nice stomach when I'm done.

Looking forward to rest and recovery,

MIZZ WADE

TD 7: 6 miles, 1:27:58

1:27:58. For six miles. Talk about slow. Poor Gray was running backwards. But I think that that's losing sight of the point, which is:

IN MY ENTIRE LIFE, I HAVE NEVER RUN FARTHER THAN 5 MILES.

That means, that in my first week of training, I have surpassed my personal best as far as distance goes.

That seems almost forboding.

After the first mile? I wanted to give up. After the second mile? Yep, I wanted to give up. After the third mile? Hell yes, we were right next to the car! Fourth mile? Almost cried. Fifth mile? I actually sped up a little bit; I mean, turning around would have been longer than finishing up. And for the sixth? Well, I managed to stretch before I limped back to the car. Good for me.

So, for the next week: Cross training, REST (yay!), 3 miles, 3 miles, 3 miles, REST (yay again!), seven miles (DEATH). Now, if Lillie's not sick next week, that'll put me with 19 miles for my mileage next week. CRAP.

Tired;

MIZZ WADE

TD 6

Yay! TD 6 was a rest day! Guess who feels guilty about getting a rest day after only running once this week! Yeah!!

But I was good today, and I hydrated. I drank 64 oz of water. UNHEARD of for me, as I am not a hydrating kind of person. WHOO!!!

Baby steps, baby steps!

I want a pedometer. =( But I'm poor. =(

Running six miles tomorrow. Correction, six miles on the schedule, but I am most likely to collapse somewhere between one and two. SO. Gray will run six miles. And I will watch.

Anxiously awaiting the morrow (HAH)

MIZZ WADE

TD 5

Man.

We didnt run again today, which makes me feel like a total failure. Its not totally my fault; monster-face was sick again and the daycare called and told me I had to pick her up. But still. Today was supposed to be another three mile, and after that last 25 minute run kicked my ass, I think I really needed it. =( Plus, I know that my training partner REALLY misses running.

By the way? The run yesterday TOTALLY kicked my ass. I couldn't breathe (I hate running) my legs STILL hurt (OH I hate running) and Corey was running easily, chatting away, telling me about his day while I was dying.

On the upside (trainingwise, at least) I managed to drink 60 oz of water. CRAZY! Nice eh?

Ah well. Tomorrow's a rest day. At least I can't screw that up.

Feeling like a failure,

MIZZ WADE

TD 4

I actually ran today.

Yay.

We ran time only, not for distance, as my time is always limited and his was put on greater limits for today, but we ran for a good 25 ish minutes. I have no idea how far it was, I was considering driving it to find out, but I think that that might be considered the height of laziness.

I tried to hydrate. Of course, I really suck at it, so I wasn't as hydrated as I should have been. OH, and I forgot during my hygiene time that running shorts all called thus not only because you run in them, but because they're SHORTS!

Who'da thought? So my legs? Not so shaved. And here I was cavorting around in short shorts.

So, to recap -- ran approx 25-28 minutes today, with hills and all. Ran 9 min, walked 1 min (and god does that one minute feel really short!)

Tomorrow, in shaa allah, we're running on the PFT track, which is exactly three miles. Give me a good idea at what I'm up against (for the next few weeks, at least! LOL)

Tired...

MIZZ WADE

TD 3

... I was debating not posting today, as I am quite unhappy with myself. The six month old light of my life is sick today. Sick enough she couldn't go to daycare, which means ... no running for mommy.

I'm sure I could go out and buy one of those really retarded running strollers, but I really don't feel like it. They're ugly. Besides, she needs my love and attention, not my sweat and tears.

So, TD 3 -- no running.

Gray won't let me not run tomorrow, though. She'll be back in daycare then.

GREAT.

Looking forward to tomorrow (NOT)

MIZZ WADE

TD 2

Ah, glorious day of rest.

(Just kidding, not like the DDR yesterday took much out of me.)

Went shoe shopping, in the marathoning frame of mind, and got these super cute sneakers ... once I lace them up and put them on, I will take a picture!

Trying to hydrate. Man I really hate water. And running. And moving. About the only thing I've enjoyed in the last few days (or am likely to enjoy, for that matter) is the complaining part, and the shopping part.

Feeling lazy,

MIZZ WADE

TD 1

So, today was xtraining, and I decided I wanted to kick this thing on the right foot ... so I played DDR.

I mean, what the hell. You only live once.

I didnt drink enough water (enough translates: any) so I better start hydrating for Wednesday. Always having to look ahead. Thank God tomorrow's a rest day.

=)

MIZZ WADE

TD -1

Ah... my last free not a training for a marathon day is today. I spent it wonderfully... eating fattening but oh so yummy tostitos and cheese and salsa and sour cream, and drinking lots of soda ... and sitting on my ass for all of it (except the tiny amount of time I spent at the grocery store)... playing D&D. Not that that's my last D&D session ... I moved my training schedule a bit so that Saturday's were rest days, so I still get to sit on my lazy butt and play D&D. But you better believe I'm going to spend the day hydrating on water instead of drinking poisonous water, and I'll probably go to bed a sight earlier too!

So my schedule goes as follows:

Monday: XTrain

Tuesday: Rest

Wednesday: Shorter Run

Thursday: Longer Run

Friday: Shorter Run

Saturday: Rest

Sunday: Really fucking long run


Sounds like fun eh?

Dreading the morrow,

MIZZ WADE

TD -2

Ah, the bliss of knowing that I'm not starting training until Monday, which is followed by a day of rest. The excitement of it all! I'm training my mind ... thats what I'm doing. Yeah.

I read "The Non-Runner's Guide to a Marathon for Women" or whatever, its something along those lines, and am partially through "ChiRunning" now. The Guide has a schedule for a non-runner to follow to take you from 0 to 26.2m in five months. The schedule I'm following is 16 weeks (Hal Higdon's MARATHON schedule). "ChiRunning" recommends training for YEARS before completing a marthon.

Run for years? GOD no.

But I kinda like the minimum effort, maximim force idea behind the whole Chi thing. All about posture and using your inner core energy.

2 days left before I start...

MIZZ WADE

TD -3

So, my friend Gray and I decided that we are going to run a marathon. Now, we ARE both Marines, but considering I haven't undergone any physical training with my unit since before I got pregnant, and my beautiful daughter is now ... 6 months old? And also considering that my other blog on this website is all about my D&D game that I run... well, I think you get the picture.

I'm going to die.

The marathon that we are going to run is in four months, which sounds long, but when you're looking at a training schedule in weeks, it looks like the time is going to fly by.

HAH. Running 20 miles plus in a week is SO NOT going to make the weeks fly by.

So, essentially, you're looking at non-runner me, with no free time and a baby, and my friend Gray, who's a good Marine that runs and works out on a regular basis. I forsee him getting VERY frustrated with me at some point... or on a daily basis.

So, my first marathon expense -- I went and bought a few books on running -- "ChiRunning" by Danny Dreyer, "The Non-Runner's Marathon Guide for Women" by Dawn Dais, "4 Months to a 4-Hour Marathon" by David Keuhls, and some penguin book on training (totally not sitting next to me and I'm too lazy to get up and find the name ... see how well I'm already doing at this marathon training thing?) So the first thing I read was about all the stuff you need to buy for running. And I thought, DAMN. Well, at least its a valid reason to go shopping!

Feeling stupid,

MIZZ WADE