Oct 10, 2013

My half marathon is TEN days away. I compared my half marathon to being pregnant the other day. I've never had a child so I'm going off of what I've heard. But I told my friend, "At first you're really excited. And then you're nervous. And as it approaches you're just ready to get it over with!" I'm at the point now where I just want it to be done! I'm also freaking out on the inside...a lot. I have moments when I feel sick and I have butterflies and I'm like-what is going on?! And then I remember- OH YEAH! You signed up for a freakin' half marathon!!!

I'm working on a playlist for my ipod shuffle for race day. I've decided not to carry my phone that day for a couple reasons. It's just plain heavy. I have an arm band that I like to wear but not for that long of a run. It would drive me crazy. Also, I don't want to focus on the time while I'm out there running. If I bring my phone I'd turn on MapMyRun and every mile I would be informed of my time and distance. I just want to go out there and enjoy myself and run when I want to run and walk when I want to walk. Back to the point- I am making a list of songs for my half marathon playlist. Here's what I have so far:

Katy Perry-Roar, Dark Horse, Teenage Dream, Part of Me, California Gurls, Firework, Peacock, Circle the Train, E.T., Who Am I Living For?, Hummingbird Heartbeat
Lady Gaga-Applause, Marry the Night, Government Hooker, Hair, ScheiBe, Teeth, Money Honey
Keith Urban & Miranda Lambert-We Were Us
Sara Bareilles-Brave
JayZ & Justin Timberlake-Holy Grail
Justin Timerlake-Pusher Love Girl & Mirrors
Miley Cyrus- Wrecking Ball

I always think of songs when I'm out and about and then by the time I stop to write them down I have forgotten them. I've kind of been on a Katy Perry kick since I ran seven miles for the first time while watching her documentary.

I will admit, I'm a cardio junkie. It's my drug (when I'm at the gym). I would rather turn on my music and hang out on the elliptical or the treadmill. I hate weights. I just get impatient. I feel like nothing is happening. The funny thing is that my boyfriend feels the same about cardio. I have been doing some research (mostly by reading some very inspiring women's blogs and following them on instagram) and I have found that most of them say they're bodies completely changed when they started lifting weights. I have lifted weights but not on a regular basis. Maybe once a week I get around to it. I want to start making in a priority. My goal (once my half marathon is done) is to cut back on cardio and spend more time on strength training.

Last Monday night (September 30th) I went into the gym with a goal in mind. I wanted to run one mile in under 12 minutes. I don't think I have ever done that. I average a little under 15 minutes most of the time. I usually walk for a little and then run my little heart out until I hit the mile marker. And then I walk again. I usually don't run straight through. I would burn myself out. So I challenged myself. I got on the treadmill and set the pace for a 12 minute mile and I went for it. I was feeling really good and I actually turned the speed up a little bit. I finished in 11 minutes and 46 seconds. I felt so good. I was dripping in sweat and I felt accomplished. I do these things to remind myself that I can do anything I put my mind to. After that I ventured into the weights area and I stepped out of my comfort zone and did some work on my arms and legs.

This past Monday night (October 7th) I accomplished something even bigger and better. I ran (and walked a little) twelve miles. Yep, you read that right. TWELVE. My friend, who has quite a few races under his belt, explained to me that there was no need for me to run more than ten miles on my training plan. I believed him but I knew I would feel more comfortable if I had run twelve miles before the big day. So I made the decision and I went for it. I went to the gym at 7pm and I left at 10pm. I'm pretty sure I have never spent that much time in a gym. I didn't ever think about quitting but it was definitely one of the hardest things I have ever done. I actually thought I would cry at the end because of what I had accomplished but I didn't. Maybe I didn't allow it to sink it.

I went straight home and got in the shower. I thought I was going to pass out the entire time. When I was done I put my pj's on and I laid on our recliner. My boyfriend asked me if I wanted something to eat and I said, "I don't think I have any energy to eat right now." He got up and got me a big glass of cold water and I think that was the best water I have ever had! Then he brought me a protein shake. Once I had finished that I yelled to him, "I'll take my chicken now." Can I just have a girly moment and say how great my boyfriend is? Thank you. He is amazing! Anyways, I could barely walk the rest of the evening and I slept so good that night! When I woke up on Tuesday morning I could barely move. It's now Thursday and I'm still sore. That run took a lot out of me but I'm darn proud of it.

My boyfriend and I went to the gym last night and only did weights. I asked him to show me some workouts that I could do when I am by myself (when I'm with him I just follow his lead) so that I can start doing weights on a regular basis. We did abs, back and biceps. I requested to not do legs since mine are still sore from my run. I'm really excited to see my body change as I do more strength training. 

I was not planning on this post being so long...I guess I had a lot to say!

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