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