Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Just Keep Going

Lately I've been struggling with my runs. I've been going at 5:30-ish in the morning and, while I love having it out of the way, it's been rough. I began to wonder if I was just way out of my league with the ladies I was running with. I mean, I most likely am. M is a maniac and literally laps me every time we go. If I were able to keep up with her, I'd probably be able to compete in the olympics. But I figure that I should keep going with them because it's easier for me to go if I know someone else is going and maybe one day I won't suck so bad.

My brother and I have gone running a couple of times since he's been home, too. We decided to go tonight, since neither of us had anything going on. When my dad heard this, he suggested that we ride with him to our church building and then just run home. I didn't think it was a terrible idea, but thought it was like eight miles or something and knew Coley wouldn't go for it. When I mapped it out and saw that it was right at five miles, he said no problem.

We hopped out of the truck at the church and started our warm up. As we approached the causeway, I couldn't help but think "What the heck did we just do?" I almost forgot that I was doing this voluntarily. Luckily, I remembered and I just pushed myself. The causeway was a little different than it is before dawn. There were a lot more people to maneuver around and a lot more traffic, too. Those things helped keep me going. Especially the stretch where all the guys are fishing. There was no way that I was going to let them see me stop running.

We stopped at 7-11 for some water, but other than that, we were on the move constantly. We got home before my dad, which was the only real goal. We never would've never heard the end of it had he beat us home. It turns out that we only walked about a mile and a half of the entire five mile run. I was quite proud of myself and it showed me that I do run better later in the day, after having had the chance to eat and drink water throughout the day. When I run in the morning, I don't eat before I go. There a couple of reasons for that. One is that I'm just not hungry (I know, I know. It's shocking that there's ever a time when I'm not hungry.) that soon after waking up, or that early for that matter, and another is that I would have to get up a lot earlier to be able to eat and digest my food, so that I won't get sick while running. It's the price I pay I guess.

We were feeling it before we ever got home, so I'm sure we're going to be sore tomorrow. I already had all kinds of sore muscles from working out on Friday and yesterday, so it'll just continue. While I was training for my half marathon, there were several weeks straight where something hurt. I had almost gotten used to it. When I stopped running or working out for a short period and noticed that nothing hurt, I missed it. Who misses sore muscles?! Crazy people, that's who.

But I'll tell you what. Sore muscles mean things are happening. As Jillian Michaels says, "When it starts to hurt, that's your body getting stronger." And she ain't lying. I am definitely not dropping weight like a Biggest Loser contestant. In fact, I'm not losing weight at all. But what I do have are some sexy arms and toned legs. I'll take those things with sore muscles any day.

Did I mention that my next run is in less than six hours? Maybe I'm becoming a maniac...


Melissa said...

OK, you've got me curious if there are other posts about our little workout group in it. So you have my attention now my lady. First off, WAY TO GO on the evening run. Sounds like a blast to run home. I love it. I want to gobble that right up and do it myself. Second, why not eat just a little something in the a.m.? 1/2 a banana, a vitamin C drink, or a couple of bites of cereal. I don't think any of those would have an adverse effect. OK, you are doing great in the a.m. You can stand to push it harder and you know you have it in you. What kind of leader would I be if I wasn't running laps around you??? I hate not being sore! That spells L.A.Z.Y. in my book. I have no problem being a maniac.

Jacquelyn said...

Hahaha... I don't think I've posted an entire blog about the "Plump Rump Club," as my dad calls it. I've probably mentioned it, but nothing major. I actually got some Clif bars so that I can eat something in the morning before we run. I'm fine for body sculpt, it's the running that gets me. As far as running home, it might just turn in to something weekly. I think we're going to go this coming week again. You should do it! You'll beat us home and you live farther than we do! :-)