This run is week 8 day 2 of C210k. It starts with a 5-minute warmup, a 29-minute run, then a 5-minute cooldown. And I did it! I ran the full 29 minutes.
It’s tomorrow I’m worried about. Week 8 day 3 is a full 5k run without stopping. Why would I be worried if I do 5k races all the time? Because I usually do my walk/run or run to 10 combos. This time no breaks for me.
If I can make this, it would be a major victory for me. I’ve been running for two years or so and never made it much past 3.5 miles with breaks. LOTS of breaks. If my endurance is up to the task, a 10k may actually really be in my future! And finishing a 10k was one of my goals for the year!
Also, I am FINALLY done with season 3! There are currently 7 seasons of Zombies Run! and I’ve been trying to catch up to the end so I can fiddle around with supply missions and try out an airdrop mission. There’s also all the Radio Abel content. My completionist’s itch is driving me crazy.
Wish me luck tomorrow! I’m sure I’ll be hurting by the end of it no matter what happens.
With the clock ticking, I hopped on the treadmill today and ran my virtual race!
At first, I wasn’t happy with my time. I thought I could finish in under 50 minutes and in the end, I didn’t quite make it. I felt like I needed too many walk breaks that slowed me down. But after I grumbled and hung up my medal;
I went to see my results on the leaderboard and for shits and giggles, I checked my time on my previous races. Not counting the Halloween one where I had to walk it because my knee was messed up; I compared my results from the first virtual race I ran and I was faster! Through all the damn bullshit with hurting my knee and the surgery and all that hard work and determination paid off! The 2017 race I finished in 50:50 and my leaderboard says I finished the 2018 race in 49:36!
Seeing those numbers completely lifted me out of my self-hatred at being a lazy blob and now I feel kinda awesome! Even with all the hiccups, I am getting stronger and faster.
This has me super psyched! I am SO ready to kick ass and do even better!
Yesterday I woke up feeling like absolute crap. I got the kid to school and went back to bed for a nap before I went to work. Today, I made it up.
I may have been slower today but I was able to stay at 3.4 miles per hour and stay there for 10 minutes without feeling like I was going to die. All that training is paying off and I LOVE it.
I also have to report that I may have gained a couple pounds (somehow I crept up to 221!?!?) but I am back down to 217.8. I am losing about 2 pounds a week which is exactly what I wanted! My fancy scale also shows my muscle going up!
No pics of that because I was tired and fuck it. Maybe next time.
As for my food today, I went for a bagel for my late breakfast but I cooked dinner:
I really should write shit down when I cook it but I am a true kitchen witch; I add shit to the pot and smell and taste as I go without measuring.
This is basically sliced some garlic and ginger and threw it in a pot with some butter. I let those cook and before they could get brown, I added the sliced chicken. While that cooked over a low flame, I sliced up half of an onion and threw that in there. That cooked while I sliced up the bok choy. When the chicken was mostly cooked, I poured in some mirin and soy sauce, stirred it up, then poured in about 4 cups of chicken broth. Simmered for 5 minutes, added udon noodles. Let them cook for 10 minutes, then added the white parts of the bok choy. 2 minutes later I added the green parts, put it all in bowls, and sprinkled some red pepper flakes on top.
This is truly the essence of “I made this shit up” cooking.
Every so often I think I should video myself cooking and have someone who is an actual professional reason out what the hell I did but then I would have to be on video and hear the worst dregs of any YouTube comments section so… No.
That may account for only two meals today but if I am presented with a chance to sleep in, I will do it. I don’t care if I miss a meal. One of these days, I’ll post a timeline of how a typical day of mine is like for a day so you guys can see how I would nab any sleep I can.
I am pleased with today! I haven’t knuckled down to write yet but I always write better on days I workout. I’ll get to that later.
With my knee as messed up as it is, this was more of a power walk than a run. But after resing the knee for two weeks, I was beginning to feel lazy and I’ve gained some weight. I know my weight is not a reason I run BUT I recently had my yearly checkup and all my bloodwork came out PERFECT. Blood pressure, cholesterol, thyroid; all completely normal. The doctor said to me “Whatever you’re doing, keep doing it.” What I was doing was running. Not being active will not keep those numbers.
For now, I’m just walking fast and going for endurance. Straight up calorie burn and leg strengthening. I’m also looking into a good orthopedist to protect my knees into the foreseeable future. I would hate to have to get a knee replacement one day because I didn’t take care of them properly now.
Yuki Takeya loves her school. Her teachers are nice and she has a lot of fun at the School Living Club after classes are over; where she can hang out with her friends. At least what’s left of them after a zombie breakout.
This book reads like Highschool of the Dead’s sweeter and less slutty little sister and that’s not an insult to either series. In this story about a group of survivors in a school lacks the absurd fan service of the former and I dare say, this tries to be cute! Our living characters are adorable but the undead are kept mostly in shadow. It’s obvious the story will take a dark turn but this first volume is fairly light-hearted. 3.7 out of 5.
Yesterday I got my Zombies Run! Virtual Race packet in the mail and somehow it made all the training and running very REAL. There is such a difference between saying “Yeah, I’m gonna run a 5k” and having the pennant and medal right there.
I do have confidence in myself to run this race considering I’ve been very serious about my training; running at least 4 times a week and no less than 2 miles. I’ve been able to get to the three mile mark in less than an hour which means my pace is getting SO much better.
And can we talk about how the muscles in my legs are changing!? I remember reaching down for something, looking at my calves and thinking “Well, shit! Those muscle cuts weren’t there before!” Same goes for my front thigh muscles. I am aware of muscles I obviously wasn’t using before with other workout methods (not counting when I was doing P90X). I can’t say I’ve lost any more weight but every time I hit that 3 mile mark and get that runner’s high? I am filled with such pride. I am not a skinny person, I always HATED running, and I had the belief firmly in my mind that in order to be a runner, I had to lose 30 pounds first. I dunno what switch flipped but I’m glad it did.
The best part is I am not alone! There are so many plus size people out there not only running but doing these epic fucking mega marathons! (My knees ache just thinking about those) Thanks to these awesome blogs that I am now reading, I am even more inspired than ever:
And the group of people on Instagram who are following me; some of whom are NOT plus size and are not judging me at all (at least as far as I can tell). Doing this has made me appreciate the body the Goddess has given me and realize how fucking awesome I am. I’ve gone from loathing this to LOVING this.
At some point, I do plan to get into running meditations and I have registered for two other virtual races: May the 4th be with you and Supermom. There is not a single inch of me that is ashamed to say I signed up because the medals are awesome. I mean, if you’re gonna have a glow in the dark Yoda medal, you should EARN it.
The race is less than 30 days away now and I won’t lie; I am SUPER nervous. I feel addicted to running but actually completing a race (even a virtual one) is a real test of my abilities. I think being tested is what makes me nervous. Also, running outside where other people are… In my two experiences actually encountering other people who decided to make a comment; one teenager said something mean (I didn’t hear, my kid did) and some Jehovah’s Witnesses giving me encouragement. I am scared of someone saying something nasty to me during a race because I know I will absolutely lose it and screw up my time because I had to stop to curse them out. That’s just who I am because the girl who would go home and cry when someone decided to take time out of their day to oink at me (yes, that is a thing that happened to me) is LONG gone. Now, I’m a warrior.
A warrior with sore knees but a warrior nonetheless.
I’m on vacation this week with the kiddo so what do I decide to do? Run.
Yesterday was my first attempt at running the route I plan to use for the 5k race in April. I wanted to see if it really was the proper distance and yup, it really is.
My plan was to walk out the first mile and a half then walk/run back. The first part of that worked out great! The latter half was more like walk/run/limp/curse/run/walk… But I did it. I cannot ignore the fact that I DID IT.
I had planned to run again today but my knees hurt SO BAD, I did more of a power walk/light trot:
And to be honest, with the way my legs are I probably should have just stayed off my feet for the day. This time I ran with braces on both knees and one on my right ankle. It was easier but I had to stop for every five seconds to pull the braces back into place. What a giant pain in the ass.
To put a little history on this, I started running using the C25K app in September of last year. Back then, a 30 minute light run would leave me feeling like I’m gonna die. I was 220 pounds (and I’m 5’7″). Now I’m 210 and it takes me 2 miles to make me feel like I’m going to die. I’ve been steadily getting faster and stronger.
To be clear, I am not doing this to lose weight. Completing a 5k has been something on my bucket list for over a decade but I could never get it done. During my marriage, my self-esteem was in the shitter and I was continuously sabotaged whenever I tried to improve myself. Now that that toxic person is out of my life, I made a promise to myself to be everything he tried to keep me from becoming. Skinny is not one of those things. I want to be strong and healthy.
The first run I did with the kid (who is signed up for the race with me) and both of us barely made it. Today, I did the run alone and yes, my knees are killing me.
But it does feel great that every day, I put miles on these knees and I can tell I’m getting stronger.
In this installment, some contrived circumstances lead to the same plague from the first movie ending up on a plane. They gotta land and they get locked in a terminal to keep the sickness in.
This movie lost me at the first shot; which is a woman’s cleavage. The entire thing can be summed up with “What do you get when a bunch of cliches get on a plane with a zombie?” And like REC 3, this movie completely ditches the ‘found footage’ angle. It’s just a formulaic zombie movie. You can tell who’s gonna die within the first ten minutes and you’re either relieved because they’re stupid or you don’t care because you saw it coming a mile away.
Also, I am certain I’m on some sort of government watch list now because I was researching proper quarantine procedures because I’m sure the movie got something wrong.
Unlike REC 2, which was tense and interesting, I got nothing new from this movie. It’s every thing you’ve ever seen in a bland horror movie from the characterization, to the predictable writing, the standard camera angles and over-the-top gore. I watched this and Watership Down in the same day and the dead bunnies disturbed me more. It just had no heart and is absolutely forgettable.