Running for 1, eating for 15!

Pam is hungry. Like, for realsies.

Before I continue, I must preface this post with the obvious: my latest mild freakout is totally unfounded and ridiculous. However this increased metabolism... holy flaming bananas!

I have never felt like this in my entire life, and it is kind of weirding me out. I'm hungry a few hours after I eat! I recognize I am expending more energy so I start eating bigger meals... and still, I am hungry several hours later. I go to bed... only to wake up a few hours later - HONGRAY!! Yeesh. I suspect it might be somewhat like being a teenage boy, except without the indignities of random erections and zits. Well, ok, with a few zits but at this age it's just plain annoying.

Anyways, I find the whole thing odd. I'm not a dieter per say, however I try to eat healthily. I have never denied myself anything, however I am guilty of portion control on things that have little nutritional value but maximum pleasure value, like cake. Cookies are a separate category. :) Those I indulge in waaay too often. In any case, that crap goes straight to my thighs. I've wrapped my head around the need to eat, but old habits die hard. It just feels wrong.

At the end of it all, I am not complaining. Let's face it, some foods are just enjoyable and getting to eat more of them is not a tragedy of epic proportions. But I hope one of these days I find a way to mitigate being HONGRAY all the time!!

~Pam

Bad Start....

Today, I didn’t want to get out of bed…Not even a little bit! The only reason I went is because I was already awake, and at 4:30 in the morning there is nothing else to do, plus there was a bad song on the radio GRRRR.  I even tried to waste time this morning leaving the house, who really wants to go outside in -20.  Yikes!!! I whacked my head on the light fixture, in my tired daze @#$#$%.  There was nothing good on the radio on the way to the gym, which is how I judge if the day will go well or not, I switch between 6 stations and there was NOTHING!!!  I forgot my Water Bottle at home #$%@, forgot my work shoes (at least it’s jean day and I’m not wearing runners with a skirt suit), forgot music for spinning, and my Garmin didn’t work. I would have swore but it was more like “NOOOOO!!!! Please don’t die on me NOW!!!” it was almost complete with me dramatically falling to my knees, but I didn’t feel like scaring the people at the gym.  Dammit!!! I was sick and shocked my Garmin wouldn’t turn on, I pressed the power button about 100 times, I even shook it, how that would help I have no clue.  It wasn’t dead because I just finished charging it. My Garmin 305 that is about 30 days old didn’t turn on!!!!  In my head I ran though a Calendar trying to figure out when I bought it and if the in store warranty would still be valid, I can no longer imagine running without it, and having to send it away, then wait!!! It was a living nightmare.  It’s funny to me how attached I got to that device in such a short period.  It’s my running partner, it challenges me to go faster, and go farther.  It took me a long time to finally break down and buy it, but now the thought of running alone made me feel empty insideL.   It was happening at the worst possible time, I start Marathon Training Jan 5^th and need to do 2 weeks of long runs alone, because I’m still running with my 5km clinic.  Without my Garmin how will I know how far or fast I’m going. AHHHHHH!!! Please pinch me and wake me up…..

Regardless I managed to get in a great 30min of riding, I’m sure I got my heart rate right up there, because I was sucking wind like I haven’t in a while.  I even did my 150 lunges today. Swearing at my Chiropractor the whole time #$@#.  My knee was a little sore from running last night, so I’m going to take 4-5 days off running.  I’m lucky to have great group leaders in my clinic, the fast and fearless Pam and Claudia, that are doing my Sunday run.  I’m going to hold down the fort and do coffee after though.  I know, hard work but someone has to do it…I'm also going to hunt for my camera charger and hopfully I get some pictures, heck I may even pose as a runner, even though I'm not running.  We need more pictures on our blog, and my Facebook always needs more pictures!!

Today has turned around quickly.  When I got to work someone bought me Coffee and mmmm donuts (one last one, because after Christmas I go back to eating healthy).  I Googled my Garmin not turning on, and found the answer!!! IT”S NOT BROKEN!!!   Pressing reset, mode and power all at once for 3sec and then stop and YEAH!!!!! On goes the Garmin!!! I giggled a little.  Note to self when I get home I will download the updated software to fix this problem. 

After proof reading this post all I could think about was the kids book Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day which made me laugh, I think I'm going to go out and buy that book today....

Back in the Game - Claudia

Hi Folks, I just finished my first 16km ride!  Wow, it felt awesome.  However, my knee started hurting around the 8km point, Sabrina's guest speaking Chiropractor (at the run clinic) said that I need to stretch my quads more.....Hee hee hee hee, no lunges for this girl :)

Sorry Snappy, I am not laughing at your pain!  Oh, wait, yes I am!

Yesterday I managed to do a 5 km run, which was pretty impressive considering that I was so tired, had not eaten, and was dehydrated.  I was desperate to get in some kind of a run before my flight.  Turned out to be a good thing, as due to the crappy weather in Canada and minor maintenance issues we ended up being over 3.5 hours late by the last leg of our day.  So I woke up this morning, braved the cold, walked to Starbucks and enjoyed a beautiful Grande Americano.  Very scrumptious.  Followed by my 16km bike ride, and now it is time to shower and head out to Phoenix and back to Edmonton.  Tomorrow my aim is another run in the gym before work.

Yeah!

Ouch!

Stupid Sabrina Here...

Apparently running 15k in one day when you’re not used to more than 10k is a NO NO, especially when it’s slippery outside.  I managed to hurt my knee, which seemed like a bad thing.  After a talk with my Chiropractor I guess it’s not such a bad thing, it was more of a kick in the butt thing.  My glutes aren’t firing when I run, who would have thought glute fire, I’m still curious as to what they fire, but when I asked my Dr just shook his head.  He explained that how I run when my glutes aren’t working correctly, which trust me is funny looking, I didn’t know a man could swing his hips from side to side like that.   Other than looking funny, my form is reason my calves are getting so tight all the time and now my knee is hurting.  His cure sounds simple, only 150 lunges no weights, (WHAT 150 LUNGES!!!) then ice and compression on my knee.  I’m sure my DR. is a sick sadistic man, but I can’t be any better because I keep going back to see him. Right now I will do anything to make sure that I can keep running and cycling so what’s a few lunges, if that’s all it takes.  The kicker was if my butt didn’t hurt after I was done, I was to meet him at the gym, and he would find away that they would start to work properly!!!  I was scared, and as soon as I got in my car I had a talking to my glutes and let them know, they better work there ass off, they is no way I’m letting that man torture me at a gym, 15 mins in his office is enough, granted it always feels better after(and he is the only reason I have been running for a year), but in a gym where I know he would work to torture me, NOPE I didn’t want that at all!!! So home I headed home to be a good little patient(this is rare, normally I’m the world’s worst patient and argue, and do whatever I want).  My friend Shannon was a great sport and did them with me, she is the best!! Did the lunges hurt…Ummm YEAH!  It hurt so bad, and my knee was swollen again, by the end I was almost falling over sideways, and my quads were swearing at me loudly, OUCH!! But my butt wasn’t sore, AHHHHHH, I cried a little, and I was shaking from fear, oh no what will he do to me. I thought about lying, good idea RIGHT?? WRONG that would save me from the workout, but it wouldn’t help me in the long run.  I slowly came to terms with my fate, and wondered if I should book off Wednesday, because I’m not sure that I would be able to walk after the gym.  This morning I woke up and my butt hurt YAHOOO!!! I know that’s not normally a good thing, but today it made me so happy, I danced a little!!!  And my knee, is feeling a little better too!!! Maybe this listening to the doctor thing actually may work…well maybe only to the doctors that scare me…and my Chiropractor scares me!!! Yikes.

 I’m lucky to have a Dr. Myles that cares enough to do what it takes to keep me in the game.