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Posted on Feb 7, 2014 in Weigh Ins, Weight Loss | 6 comments

On With the Show (Weigh-in)

Hey there, neighbors!

I hope you’ve all had an eventful and productive week! I know I have… I’m currently working on planning a large promotion here in Northern Virginia (Yelp’s Passport to Mosaic! — keep your eyes akimbo for more news about it soon, since it’ll be open to ERRRRRYBODY!) and spent the first three days of this week in nonstop meetings and calls. Whew! I mean, I appreciate having a reason to get out of the house (and out of my jammies) as much as the next person, but boy, do I feel like I’ve deserved this weekend.

Except, it won’t exactly be the relaxing, no-plans weekend that I would ideally have laid out in front of me, since things kick off tomorrow with a 5K! My first 5K, in fact, since — hooooo boy — I don’t even know when the last race I participated in was. I think it honestly might have been Reach the Beach… wowzers. Anyway, I’ve been upping my running game little by little over the past month or so, but we’ll have to see how it goes A) running outside (I’ve been doing all treadmill running so far) and B) being back in a race environment again for the first time in over a year. But since this particular race, the Cupid Run, seems like it’ll be on the smaller, more intimate side, hopefully it’ll be a good one to get back in the game with.

Plus, everyone who runs gets a pair of heart-shaped deely boppers! #worthit

Anyway, onto the main event:

(Re)Starting Weight: 236.6 lbs
Last Weigh-in: 230.7
This Weigh-in: 229.6 lbs
Difference: -1.1 lbs

Whoop! I’ll take it! Consider me officially out of the 230s and continuing to wind my way dooooown. This week brought with it another bout of eating difficulties due to the metal braces strapped to the back of my teeth, further educating me in the types of things I can and cannot eat.

For example:

Sandwiches made with any kind of delicious, crusty bread are out. So clearly, this is going to be the real key of my weight loss.

ANYWAY. While unfortunately non-Wonder Bread sandwiches may be out, Peking Duck, which we went out for last night in celebration of my mama’s birthday, surprisingly is still in!

To which I say, “Thank GOODNESS!” because Peking Duck is outrageously delicious. And totally worth the 15 minutes I spent brushing and flossing my teeth afterwards to get stuff out of my braces.

Alas, I do think that this uneven eating schedule, as well as the uneven amounts that I’m able to eat — partially due to just physically being able to eat at all, and partially due to the ridonkulously slow speed at which I am able to consume things — isn’t doing me any favors in the weight loss department. Which actually sucks, because I would much rather have easy weight loss as a side effect of these things, over, you know, tongue ulcers and stuff.

Of course, I also have a sneaking suspicion that my body is just being spiteful about making it go through this all again, so there’s that. But after 25 years of weight fluctuations, diets, “diets,” and all the other crap I’ve put it through, I can’t really blame it for not behaving properly. Which is why I just gotta keep doing what I’m doing, try to get back to my regularly scheduled programming, and hope that things even out eventually.

Anyway, another pound down is another pound down, and while it’s hard not to feel like my progress has been slowing over the past couple of weeks, I’m trying to take your advice and stay positive. After all, just as many of you accurately pointed out, weight loss may come down to a “formula” (calories in vs. calories out) but we all know that results don’t always adhere to a schedule.

And so, it’s on with the show we go! Onward, downward, and so on, and so forth. Allons-y!

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Posted on Apr 2, 2012 in Races | 21 comments

Cherry Blossom 5K

Boy, oh, boy. Where to begin with this one? Well, Sunday I ran the Cherry Blossom 5K and my feelings on it are… complicated. It started off as a huge cluster, unfortunately, but I still felt pretty good about it at the end. So, again, complicated. I felt the slightest bit weird about it in general, since I originally had signed up to run the 10 Miler but then dropped down to the 5K (smartest decision EVER, I should add!), but I still had my 10 Miler bib and everything. Still, I was excited to get another 5K under my belt (a distance that I’ve admitted many times to enjoying), and had plans to meet up with my sister and brother-in-law after they finished the 10 Miler.

The 10 Mile race had kicked off at 7 AM, while the 5K didn’t start until 8:40. I figured I had tons of time to get there, so I left for the Metro around 8 AM. Well, apparently I am fail at riding the metro, because even though the Smithsonian stop is only supposed to be 20 minutes away I didn’t get there until almost 9 o’clock! I hatehateHATE being late, so as soon as I got off the train, I started sprinting to try to find the 5K starting line. Unfortunately, it was blocked by the end of the 10 Miler course! Since I got there so late, there were a TON of fasssssst runners booking it towards their own finish line. I ran back to ask some race volunteers how to get across to the 5K start, and they told me that I did, in fact, have to cross the 10 Miler course… carefully. So I ended up having to wait another 4 to 5 minutes just to find a break in the stream of runners that I could sprint through (and felt like a total toolbag/douchecoaster doing so).

I tried to shake off my humiliation and continue towards the starting line… which had already been converted into the finish line. D’oh. I tried to peek at the clock to see what time I’d actually started at and I started my RunKeeper app to get some semblance of an idea of how I’ll do by the end. At this point, I was pretty disheartened. All of the stuff I love about racing — the crowds, the kick-off, the other people surrounding you — was gone. It was just me, a handful of other latecomers, and a steady stream of runners who are already heading for the finish. I had pretty much resigned myself to having a horrible race experience at this point. It was really difficult not to feel embarrassed as I trudged along by myself, despite all the encouraging words for volunteers and whatnot. I kept wanting to announce to them that I just started really late, that I wasn’t really in last place! Discouraged and already exhausted (after sprinting almost half a mile just to get through the starting gate), I ended up walking most of the first mile. Womp.

As it turned out, all was not lost, however. I did make a friend on the course, a fellow latecomer and 10 Miler drop-downer. After commiserating with her for a little while, I started to get a little bit of my spirit back. We started jogging again, and once we hit the turnaround point I was feeling much better. At this point, we began to pass the majority of the walkers, and as we ran back over the Memorial Bridge one of the volunteers yelled out “You caught up! I remember seeing you on the other side. How did you catch up so fast?!” which made me feel pretty good, haha. The second half of the race went by much faster, and was generally much more pleasant as we passed groups of people and the finish line came into view. I caught sight of Jenny and Dan (who had already finished their 10 Miles before I could even finish my 3.1, haha) near the end and started to really book it. I sprinted across the finish line and, though I don’t have an official read on my time, ended up finishing in ~38 minutes. Not a record by any means, but given my craptastic start and the fact that I walked in the beginning, I actually feel pretty good about. (I also feel I should remind myself that my very first 5K — which I didn’t walk at all during — took me over 40 minutes to complete.)

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In the end, all’s well that ends well, and despite its less-than-stellar beginnings, the race did serve as a good reminder that the actual 3.1 mile distance is totally doable. With a little more dedicated outdoor training (since I’ve been doing almost 100% treadmill runs lately), I know I’ll be able to get back up to a 4 mile running stamina for the Reach the Beach Relay in May.

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The last item on the agenda before Jenny, Dan, and I braved the smelly Metro back to Falls Church was to pick up the 10 Miler finisher medal that I had prematurely ordered, hahaha. Oops. At least you can’t argue about my INTENTIONS to have run that race, right? I bequeathed it to my very deserving sister instead. 🙂

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So the name of the game now is simply to continue training for the RTB Relay, go out with a bang there, and then never have to run ever again! Bahahaha. 😉

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Posted on May 11, 2011 in Working Out | 41 comments

Run!

I’ll try to keep it short & sweet this morning, friends, but I just wanted to pop in and tell you all about my OUTDOOR RUNNING EXPERIENCE yesterday! As I’ve mentioned before, since I started running to lose weight I have trained almost exclusively on the treadmill.

Obviously this has worked to my advantage so far, because it enabled me to complete not one, but two 5Ks, and I’m gearing up to do my third in just a few weeks. And that’s a sentence I never thought I’d say in a million years! But… as the weather’s been so nice lately, and since 5K races don’t exactly take place on a treadmill I knew it was time to up my outdoor training.

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My biggest issue has always been pacing myself outside. On a treadmill, I can set the speed level to 5.0 and just go, not having to worry about speeding up or slowing down if I’m not running at an appropriate pace. As I found out the hard way (several times, haha) I unfortunately can’t program the sidewalk. I was taking off like a bullet and getting winded in like, 0.2 miles! Oops! So I asked you all for advice on how to deal with that and there was a pretty common theme that came out of your responses. Enter: Garmin.

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I always knew that getting a GPS watch would be the best solution to my pacing issue. But they can be really expensive, so I didn’t think it was really an option. So when my sister mentioned that her husband had his old GPS watch sitting in a “to be donated” pile in their apartment, I jumped on stealing that bad boy for myself. Finally! An accurate way to measure my pace without having to run with my phone in my hand (though ironically, I did still end up running yesterday with my phone in my hand so I could take advantage of my new stellar workout playlist. I really need an armband. Know of a good one? I have an iPhone 4.)

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So yesterday I pounded out 1.77 miles on the streets of Falls Church City. Hollah! I know that’s like chump change in terms of mileage, but seeing as I haven’t really broken out the running shoes for much lately it was a good run for me.

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It didn’t really occur to me to pause the timer at lights and while waiting to cross the street, etc, so the timing on the watch is 23:40 but I ended up with an average pace of about 11:30, which includes the 7:05 sprint I did from the street corner to my front door. Heh. I was definitely looking to take it nice and easy, so it worked out perfectly! Plus I have the added bonus of having inherited the exact same running watch as every other blogger out there, evidently. I feel so… official. 😉

So let’s talk fueling your run. What do you eat before you run? I know I’m not exactly running long distances here so I’m not talking running fuel like Shot Bloks or those gel things or whatever you crazy people eat when you’re running like, 15 miles in one go (holy moly, can you EVER imagine me doing that? I can’t!) but I mean before you hit the trail. My BIL (brother-in-law if you weren’t sure of the abbrev, hehe) says that he can’t workout with anything in his stomach. I’m still experimenting but I’ve found that I start to feel sick VERY rapidly if I both A) don’t have anything in there, and B) have too much in there (but both of those are probably pretty normal, right?) In your experience, what have you found works best for energizing you but not weighing you down, stomach-wise?

PS – Check out my first Daily Eats post from yesterday evening – it’s something I’m trying out. Take a peek if you’re interested in what I ate yesterday (fair warning, it wasn’t superawesomefantastic but you’ll see why.) Let me know if you think blogging all of my daily eats is a good idea — even if it’s just a good idea for me. 🙂

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Posted on Mar 27, 2011 in Fail, Working Out | 3 comments

Out for Blood

Yesterday morning I awoke bright and early to head up to Columbia, MD to run the Red Cross “Out for Blood” 5K. It was something like 34 degrees outside (so much for all my ideas of a nice, warm-but-not-too-warm, cool-but-not-too-cool Spring run, eh?)

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Yep, while everyone else in the blog world was running the DC National Half Marathon, I was failing miserably at my li’l ol’ suburban Maryland 5K. Le sigh.

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Amanda, my sister, her hubs, and our friend Jeff all ran the race with me.

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As well as some other old friends:

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And a huge thanks to my boyfriend Steve for getting up early with us and staking out in the freezing cold to play photographer (all the photos in this post were taken by him.) Our friend Evan also came up and shot a few shots of us throughout the course.

So… the race. Well, it was not good.

I am still stick, so I was running with congestion, exhaustion, and general feeling-icky-ness against me. And that’s aside from the frigid air that I had to suck down my still-sore throat. Blech. From the second that the race started, I knew that it was going to be a rough ride.

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After the first mile, I started feeling literally sick to my stomach and, worried that I was going to throw up, I slowed down to a walk. Amanda went ahead and Jen stayed back to keep me company and try to egg me along. It was so depressing. I was so upset with myself for walking, for feeling like I wasn’t strong enough to run the whole thing, and for having had such built-up expectations for how it would go. Future tip for myself: don’t run a 5K if you’re sick. It just isn’t worth it.

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The smile above is sooooooo not an appropriate glimpse of how things went from this point on. I probably ended up walking a little less than half of the 5K, though I did try very hard to speedwalk most of the time we weren’t jogging at least (at my sister’s encouragement, that is.)

I did try to at least FINISH strong, so it was a mad sprint for the end:

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My face in the following photos is a much closer approximation of how the whole thing felt:

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(Jenny is laughing because she was caught so off guard when I took off sprinting for the finish, haha.)

So yeah. Definitely not my strongest moment. There’s another 5K that is part of the Fitbloggin’ conference at the end of May, so I’m hoping to be able to redeem myself then. The silver lining of this whole experience is that our finishing time (42:51) for this race was really not much longer than that of my first 5K (barely under 42 minutes). So the fact that even with having walked half of it I almost matched the time of my first race (where I did jog the whole thing) is a fair measure of my fitness progress, IMO. No?

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Hoo boy. Onward and upward, I guess.

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Posted on Feb 9, 2011 in Dear Diary | 1 comment

This feels like a two-post day

So I’ll try to keep this one short. I’m feeling much better today, for those of you who were worried about my ailing health. My sister thinks I had a mild case of food poisoning and it seems like a likely scenario, so we’ll go with that. I am feeling much, much better this morning however, and am ready to jump back into all the work that I missed and start up my 5k training up right.

I haven’t stepped foot on a treadmill since the cruise and I’m a little scared as to how my endurance has tanked. But I figure, I’ll start back small and work my way back up. Now that I know that I CAN run a 5k already I don’t envision it being that hard to get back to that place. Before, the furthest I had ever run was from the car to my front porch on especially cold days, haha.

Anyway, I think I’m feeling well enough stomach-wise to make it to the treadmill this afternoon, so I’ll let you all know literally how far I can get later on. In the meantime, because I think that every post should have at least one photo in it (plus, how else am I going to get something to pop into that super cool scrolly header bar thingy at the top?) here is a cool but totally irrelevant picture of me that Ben took of me a little while ago for his Project 365 Photo-A-Day self-challenge:

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