25 days until runDisney funtimes!! My long run was nine miles for today, but honestly, I feel like lacing back up and running again right now even though it’s 11 PM. Must be that Runner’s High that people keep talking about.
I’ve noticed that my weight has been dropping steadily over the last week and a half (about two pounds or so). I’ve also noticed that I haven’t been eating as much as I should be, or as often. On average, I eat about twice a day…snacking on peanut butter and pretzels and perhaps a trip to the local pub for a grilled chicken salad or to Subway for a veggie sub. Of course, this is all accompanied by generous doses of water, coffee, and EnergyBits. After I exercise, I just don’t have much of an appetite. I posed the question on my Twitter the other day and was replied to from a follower that it is a common trait amongst distance runners to feel the lack of hunger. I wonder if it’s due to water loading or my body burning up fat or something.
I’m elated to see myself getting tighter in my core area and elsewhere as I progress with my workouts…but I am absolutely terrified of gaining the squish back. I ate tonight after my workout (a big bowl of chili, grilled cheese, and waffle fries–granted, I didn’t finish all of it) and went to WalMart afterward to buy foodstuffs. I had this horrid sensation of guilt wash over me…all because I ate food after a fantastic workout. I know that my body needs to be fueled, and that eating revs up the metabolism to burn more fat. But every time I step on that scale and see the numbers go up, I freak if they jump back into the 130’s. (I’m down to 128-ish now with the GW = 125 and UGW = 120.) I hope that these silly thoughts don’t progress into an ED. I don’t need to be dying on the PHM course and have buzzards peck my eyeballs out.
Anyone else have these thoughts or experience the long distance not-so-hungry-isms?
One more month, princesses, then it’s our turn to take to the stage and earn those tiaras and glass slippers! WHEEEEE!
I knocked out another six miles today. I told myself that my January goal would be for 100 miles. However, I’m only at 39 miles for the whole month. After doing the math, I would have to crank out no less than six miles every day for the next 10 days to reach this goal. With school starting, I’m hoping to manage my running along with all my schoolwork and ensemble rehearsals. With every workout I can feel my core getting tighter, legs getting powerful, shoulders and back getting muscular. It’s a process to maintain a fitness level, and it’s worth the arduous, sweaty hours in the gym sprinting on a treadmill or lifting those weights just to see the end result. I’m far from my goal, but every day is one step closer to setting off the metal detectors in the airport due to my abs of steel.
It’s all about making time to do the things you love. If you consistently overload yourself with work or academics and do nothing but eat, sleep, and pee it…you’re going to burn out. When I studied music, I had to make time to practice, since I wasn’t going to get any better or stronger by winging it (even though I was naturally talented and could sight-read most anything put in front of me). I know that running 19.3 in two days wasn’t going to come naturally, since running is still uncharted territory for the most part. I’ve trained little by little over the course of several months, and now that there is a month left until the big event(s), it’s time to go into beast mode and knock the rest of these training runs out.
I might try to start working out in the mornings; (hopefully) our gym on campus will be mostly empty. I can walk about knowing that I managed to knock out X-amount of miles before most of the masses have even woken up. THAT is a fabulous feeling to have.
How is your training going so far? Anyone getting close to taper time?
GSC weekend is coming up in a little over a month!! WHEEEEE! *confetti*
I managed to pull of a twelve-mile run on Sunday. It seemed like forever, but I did it! I wanted to crap out around mile ten, but the little fitness fairy sat on my shoulder and kept telling me, “Don’t stop when you’re tired. Stop when you’re done!” That pushed me into completing the next two miles. Same thing happened yesterday. It was leg day. I did a full circuit on all the machines (after a one-mile warmup run), with three reps of 10 on each with increasing weight. I wanted to die on the leg press, but once again, that little fairy told me to keep going. I managed to get through it, took some time to wind down in the steam room and sauna, and then do my ab workout when I got back to my room. I have energy to spare, and it feels amazing. Now only if I can start waking up earlier than 2 PM…
Good luck to all the Tinkerbell runners this weekend!!
*7 minute mile, 17 minute mile…doesn’t matter. A mile is still a mile.*
Six miles under my belt today! I wanted to do at least 11 or 12, but my body had other plans. Grr.
But I’m up 12 miles for 2014 so far! 88 miles to go until I hit my goal of 100 for the month! 😀