Monday, April 23, 2012
I'm still only running about 1-3 miles each day, so not any huge improvements there. But my mood is resigned to it and even some days looking forward to it more. The only downside currently is the amount of time it takes up in my evening, which is pretty short anyway. But that's why we get motivated on Mondays!
Here is some motivation:
Monday, April 16, 2012
The second week of my daily running routine saw a lot of first. First holiday-Easter, first run in the rain, first run that had to be at night, first run while slightly under the weather. All of these days showed me that I'm going to be able to do this! I'm not saying it is always perfect, but I feel like it's moving forward.
Next up, I need to gear up a bit. I'm planning on getting an ipod mini so I can rock out. Any suggestions of good running songs or favorites?
Monday, April 9, 2012
Summary of Week 1:
Upsides: Definitely an increase in post-running positive energy. I may mope and drag my feet until I'm out the door, yawning all the way after a long day, but returning home I am chipper and ready to get things done. Previously I would have zero energy after work and my lazy bones would find at least 100 excuses not to do chores or attend my hobbies. I didn't try to squeeze out some last energy, like I am now. I've also noticed an easier time fall and keeping asleep.
Downsides: Because I used to only run every once in a while I would give myself a treat, feeling I had earned it. I've noticed the first week that this happens everyday. Either a cannoli, or ice cream, or chips, or a very unhealthy dinner. Whatever the poison, I let myself indulge. This is harming me on the scale as I've always noticed I only get healthier with a combination of healthy eating and exercise, not just one or the other. I have to stop rewarding myself everyday if I'm going to be running everyday. Another negative is I've noticed, or I should say, my muscles have noticed is strain at the increase in activity. OK, OK, that's really a positive. But climbing the stairs I would beg to differ.
Overall Week 1 Comments: I started this week out with a lot of positive energy, jumping onto this new project. And like always, when it is shiny and new I am very excited. As the week lagged on I found myself lacking motivation. I saw an endless stack of days ahead of me and only a handful behind. That's when I decided to do these weekly summaries to keep this project small and manageable instead of overwhelming. I'm taking baby steps and not getting frustrated with myself when I only run 1 or 2 miles (which has been all I've done during week 1.)
Some motivation for your Monday. I'm now a quarter way through week 2!
Tuesday, April 3, 2012
I am not a dog and do not need to be rewarded with food, constantly. Although from time to time it is nice to stumble upon cupcakes in the break room, it is my decision whether to engage in gorging myself of said free cupcakes. Thank you for having a bowl of candy on your desk and in the hallway, that's so kind of you. But why do you insist on grabbing a handful and walking around the office handing it out like it's your own personal Halloween every single day? Why do you bake cookies and then hand them out like you're in first grade and it's your birthday? Picking and choosing who is worthy?
Last week there was ice cream cake. Do you know how I knew there was ice cream cake? Because not one, not two, but three people passed my desk just to let me know. One brought me a piece without asking. Someone emailed the entire office, why? NO IDEA. And alas, one more CALLED me on my work phone to let me know, just in case I had not heard. Hi, yes I know there is ice cream cake in the break room.
We work with over 200 people. Almost every day is someone's birthday, someone's promotion party, someone's farewell. There will always be cake. Repeat after me: THERE WILL ALWAYS BE CAKE. Today is not special, just like yesterday, when you shoved two pieces of free carrot cake onto one tiny plate, was not special. Why are we all eating as if one day the birthday-cake-coffers will mysteriously stop flowing endless amounts of cash into cakes, cookies, and candy?
Why do you look slightly disappointed and/or sad when I kindly say no thank you? Is it because you're realizing this is the fourth straight day you yourself have enjoyed a giant slice of cake? It is because no one says no to the crazy candy lady who pushes her sweets with the fortitude of a friendly neighborhood drug dealer? There has to be a better way to socialize in the office.
Don't even get me started on bagels.
The lady trying NOT to get 365-days-of-free-cake thighs
Sunday, April 1, 2012
Run #3 down!
It’s only been a couple of weeks or so since the half marathon, and already my body has returned to pre-training hermit mode. Running the meager 2.5 miles I just returned from felt like a challenge and a half. The main thing missing was motivation. When you run when you want to, the motivation is there. Either because you splurged and got a pizza (and ate the whole thing…) that week or because you’re training for something. While my new project does take away excuses, it does not necessarily replace them with motivation.
The run I chose today was a bit hilly and one I hated during marathon training. On the hills I just imagine everyone I pass cheering me on and saying, you’re almost to the top, don’t stop! It’s cheesy, but helpful!
One reason for the lack of motivation today stems from the lack of sleep last night. As a birthday surprise The Professor took me away to camp for a night in a nice park an hour from the city. It’s been about a year since we camped last and were both unable to get used to the hard ground and did not sleep at all. (The Professor means well but does not always plan in detail. Among things left at home was my sleeping bag and food. This did not stop him from surprising me with breakfast in
bed tent of doughnut holes and tea, boiled in bowls for lack of mugs.) Fast forward to a powernap this afternoon in my big, comfy bed and I hit the road for my third day of running!
Friday, March 30, 2012
Thursday, March 29, 2012
Tomorrow is the big day. The day I've chosen to start running, and not stop, until this day next year. Since my decision, about two weeks ago during my half-marathon, I've been running a bit of a countdown in my head. Really it's energized me to think that soon I won't have any more excuses or reasons to be lazy for an entire evening (but really I'll be lazy for most of it and go run for a few miles as well!)
I've been working on motivating myself, re-talking myself into this plan, and getting psyched that it is starting tomorrow. It's also made me think about the future. Where I will be in one year. It is cliche to say time flies by, but it does. A year ago this week I was here. I was on a trip to try to convince someone, anyone, to give me a job. I was in a dark place. Sometimes that does seem like a long time ago but really the journey between then and now has been very short. In just one year I will be here again saying how just a year ago I started running for 365 days.
What will be different in a year? Will we still live in DC? Will we be closer to starting a family? Will I have a different job? The only thing I can know for sure is that I'll be one year older.