The damn scale isn’t budging. It’s irritating me beyond belief. Since the last time I posted:

1/28 1.6 miles
1/30 5.6 miles
1/31 2.1 miles
2/4 5.4 miles – treadmill running, 20 w/u, 2/2 intervalsĀ for 20 minutes, 3/2 intervals for 40 minutes, 10 minute cool down

January’s total: 30 miles

Only 960 (or so) more miles for the year!

Last night I did 65 minutes and 4.43 ‘miles’ on the elliptical trainer.

Tonight I did 60 minutes and 4.59 ‘miles’ on the elliptical trainer.

My girls are too big and my favorite jog bra is tight. Tonight my neck hurts. Otherwise I end up with a less-than supportive jog bra and the girls get sore. My one plastic surgery wishlist item: reduction surgery. Nick insists over his dead body.

I went to the gym tonight and did 4.6 miles on the elliptical. The one that has the arm thingies on it too. I did an interval session. It was a good sweat.

Saturday: 1.3 miles

Sunday: 2.2 miles

I was supposed to do 3 miles today, but my calves were still sore from the step class I took Tuesday, coupled with all the lifting I did yesterday. Not even my music could get me motivated. So, rather than push it through the pain, I took it easy. Plenty of time to make that up.

I can’t remember why I didn’t make it to the gym last night. Oh yeah…the pounding tension headache. I got home at 6, sat on the couch, and within 10 minutes I was asleep. Nick attempted to wake me. I finally roused at 9:30 pm, ate, went to bed at 10:30, and lay awake until nearly 2 am. At least I managed to read Reader’s Digest cover-to-cover.

I could have had a really good excuse to not go to the gym tonight. But I went.

2.28 miles on the treadmill

For some reason, I’m not getting my Daily Kick in the Butt. Must check out RunnersWorld.com and figure out what the heck is going on.

P.S. Go vote for Dirk for the All Star Team.

Me. That’s who. Sillies! Who else would I be?

My two races for this year are:

May 4, 2008 Heels & Hills Half Marathon

November 2, 2008 New York City Marathon

I’ve deferred the NYC race 2 years now…that’s close to $300 in registration & processing fees down the tube. I’m NOT deferring another year. In my most fabulous year of 2005, I had a new motto. No more excuses. Somewhere along the way I kind of forgot that. I made lots of excuses and bought some new pants as a result. I still have those ‘skinnier’ pants in my closet, hanging in the back, mocking my thighs. Shirts I can’t wear because the girls have gotten a bit hefty.

I made effort over the holidays, going to the gym 5 times in the two weeks I was off (5/14 ratio…not too bad for a heretofore slacker). I have my shuffle packed with high-energy songs, and even Nick has remarked how I’m a different (read: better) person after I’ve run.

I’m not going to try to keep a food journal just yet. That’s too tough to update multiple times per day. I’m also not going to reveal my current weight, because frankly, I am deeply ashamed. But I will keep a running total of weight lost per week, as well as exercise totals daily, with a weekly recap. I have my trusty Excel spreadsheet with formulas, calculations, etc. all ready and waiting to go. Based on the training plan I will follow, I will run over 1,000 miles this year in traning for both of these race. *baby steps baby steps baby steps* Gotta start somewhere, right!

Catching up for yesterday:

Gym: 15 minutes on treadmill warm up, 60 minute step/kickboxing/abs class. (Yes, I am sore today.)

Weight: -0

Miles to Date: 4

Daily Kick in the Butt: Even if you fall flat on your face at least you are moving foward. -Sue Luke

“You have to forget your last marathon before you try another. Your mind can’t know what’s coming.”

Frank Shorter, 1972 Olympic Marathon Champion

Tonight I finally ran the entire workout. Well, did a 5:1 run for 25 minutes with 4×1 minute pickups. And the pace reflected the running and the picking up. My legs did cramp a little, but it wasn’t bad enough to make me stop.

I definitely felt the pace. I did briefly feel that I was going to throw up. I still have never puked because of running. But what doesn’t kill you make you puke only makes you stronger. Tonight’s total average pace was 13:22. More than one full minute faster than previous average paces. Average running pace was 12:44. I love my Garmin (rockin’ it old school with the 201) and all the little breakdowns it can do. I still don’t take advantage of all the features, but I’m learning.

“Hunker down, keep your eyes fixed ahead, and run like hell.”
Paul Spangler, runner who set 85 national age-group records

Yesterday I developed a killer headache after lunch. I felt slightly sick, so I came home to lay down for a bit before I went to my running class. I didn’t end up making it to my running class. Even after my nap I felt a little pukey. But I didn’t feel too bad because I knew I could go to another Run On store to make up my run. But I didn’t make it there either. I did, however go to the gym and complete my run on the dreadmill.

And I’m glad I went to the gym, because it’s been aboutĀ a month since I’ve been there. And, they’ve reworked the group class schedule and have added two early-morning classes, 5:30-6:30 on Tuesday & Thursday. One is a strength training class and the other is a pilates/yoga class. Strength AND flexibility. Perfect. That is until it conflicts with marathon class training in June. But then I can switch back to the PM classes.

On Friday I submitted my guaranteed entry to NYC. I guess they make guaranteed entry commit earlier so they know how many lottery positions they can open. Anyone wanna join me? C’mon. It’ll be fun!

At what point did I think 2 miles was going to be a long distance to run? Two years ago, I would have been ‘Pshaw! 2 miles! That’s nothing!’. Now I’m thinking “Woo Hoo! I ran 2 miles!

That’s what I did last night. We went to the Cooper Aerobics Center for a presentation, and so we did our run at 6:15 pm instead of 7 pm. There’s a track that winds around the facility. For some reason, I was the only one from my group that showed up on time (one girl came later for the presentation), so I had my coach all to myself. I hope he wasn’t too frustrated with me. Except for last Thursday’s run which was a really good run for me, I’ve been having a horrible time with my calves cramping up and my ankles hurting. It’s probably the extra weight I have on my ass, which, despite working out and eating better, doesn’t seem to be budging. Hellooo…fat butt go away! I don’t like you and don’t want you anymore. Buh bye.

My frustration last night almost led to tears, but I didn’t think my coach would appreciate it. It also makes today’s Daily Kick in the Butt more fortuitous.

“In running, it doesn’t matter whether you come in first, in the middle of the pack or last. You can say, ‘I have finished.’ There is a lot of satisfaction in that.”

Fred Lebow, Romanian, racing pioneer in American and abroad