Wednesday, September 30, 2009

So Far, So Good....

So last week I downloaded a mp3 series called 4 weeks to a mile from PersonalRunningTrainer.com. I hadn't gotten a chance to use it yet because of procrastination, but last night Josh and I headed over to Locke Ave park, where they have a running path. We have always had a running stroller but never used... at least not for what its meant for.

I loaded the program on my Ipod.. and away we go. The program is really just interval training set to music with a guy telling you when to start and stop running and what pace to use. Along with a warm up and cool down. Each week it gets steadily more difficult and further distance wise. Its not really neccessary but I like having someone tell me when to start and stop running becuase looking at a watch to time the intervals was annoying.

So with Davie in the Stroller and my ipod at hand, we started running. The intervals for the first week are 45 seconds run, then walk 2 minutes, and repeat for a set amount of time. After finishing it I really felt like I could go a lot farther because I'm not that out of shape yet... But i want to follow the program so not to rush my muscles into something they haven't done in a while. I can't wait till I get into the 5k training, then 10, then 1/2 marathon... but for now I'll start very slow.

I had eaten a small portion of pasta with spinach and some sort of sauce before leaving the house but after gettin back from my run I was ravenous... normally I would give in and eat until full. This time I said no... and I didn't eat.

Ok thats a lie.. I had exactly a 1/2 cup of vanilla ice cream which the carton said was 100 Calories. Then I drank a lot of water and went to bed.

This morning I didn't feel as sore as I thought, which is a good feeling.. but at the same time doesn't that mean that I didnt work hard enough. Well hopefully the next couple weeks get me workin harder.

Starting from Scratch....

Hmm... Where do I start.

Let me tell you about me. My Name is Jessica. I am 26 and I spend my life thinking about becoming fit. Thinking about it but not doing it.

I have been fat since the day I hit puberty. I noticed right away that I couldn't eat whatever I wanted anymore, but I didn't care. I love food. I love everything about it. So I decided that love was more important then weight and kept on eating. But eating alone wasn't the issue I hated exercising, and for the most part still do. I hated it then because I thought it wasn't fun; I hate it now because I don't do it.

But I have to start. I had a baby boy in January '08 and I want to make sure he has fun. And with me not wanting to do anything active how fun is that?

Soo marrying into a family where every member (except my husband and I) of it is a running or sport god, I have the tools all around me to succeed. My Mother and Father in-laws run constantly and win every race they get there hands on in their age groups. My Brother in law and (soon to be) Sister in law are part of a recreational running club, and win races for overall and in their age class on a weekly basis. I'm not talking just 5Ks, I'm talking 10 milers and half marathons as well. These people live to run! My other Sister in law went to school on soccer scholarship... And I have a cousin who is getting certified as a running coach and does triathalons....so again, these people know how it's done.

So what went wrong with my husband, Josh? I blame me... when I met the boy I could blow him over with a strong breeze. He played hockey, and basketball, and ran hurtles, and roller bladed constantly. Then I introduced him to my True Love: food. Before me, he lived at home and only ate the healthy stuff his mom gave him... I showed him: Thai, Moroccan, Japanese, French, and every nook in between kind of cuisine. And within 5 years I created a nice squishy pillow.

Ok back to me. I have been trying to lose weight seriously for the past couple years. I even hired a personal trainer. But then I got pregnant, and after having Davie I just didn't get back on the horse. This past January I bought a new horse- the wii fit. And I joined the WW. And started working out like crazy. And I lost about 35 pounds!!! Then Baseball season got into full swing, and summer BBQs started popping up. So like any not-so-rational person does, I said to heck with this and gained it all back. Not the best course of action but that's how it happened.

Now onto the reason for starting this blog--------

Terror. I started a running regimen that has me running about every other day, and I'm trying to fix my diet up as well. But I got to thinking- I've done this a thousand times and I always fail.
WHAT WILL MAKE ME MORE MOTIVATED NOT TO FAIL? Terror.. I'm terrified that if i put my story out there and am completely honest about how good or bad I'm doing, that it will be the most mortifying things to ever happen to me if i fail. So thats what I'm doing... writing as often as I can about successes and failures. And all the crazy stuff in the middle.

So that's my intro. I'll go more into my running regimen and food plan in my next post. Later.