Daily Stats:
Route: Deadend and Back
Distance: 1.5 miles
Total time: 23:19
Pace: 15:32 min per mile
Ave. Hr.: 125
Max. Hr: 138
Cals burned: 374
Temp: 60
Cool and Sunny
Got out a little after 7:00. It was crisp and cool out - great weather for a run.
Tuesday
Monday
Monday, June 28, 2010
Daily Stats:
Route: Deadend and Back
Distance: 1.5 miles
Total time: 24
Pace: 16:01 min per mile
Ave. Hr.: 123
Max. Hr: 137
Cals burned: 373
Temp: 70
Humid
Got out on the road at 7:00. My time wasn't as good today, and I'm thinking it's due to the humidity. I saw lots of deer tracks, but the corn is so high on the east side of the path that I couldn't see them if they were there. I added more stones to my garden. I also bought a couple of plants yesterday. I am slowly adding perennials to my little space.
Route: Deadend and Back
Distance: 1.5 miles
Total time: 24
Pace: 16:01 min per mile
Ave. Hr.: 123
Max. Hr: 137
Cals burned: 373
Temp: 70
Humid
Got out on the road at 7:00. My time wasn't as good today, and I'm thinking it's due to the humidity. I saw lots of deer tracks, but the corn is so high on the east side of the path that I couldn't see them if they were there. I added more stones to my garden. I also bought a couple of plants yesterday. I am slowly adding perennials to my little space.
Sunday
Sunday, June 27, 2010
I had serious plans of getting up and going out this morning, but as the thought crossed my mind that I should get out of bed, I heard a thunderclap. I came to some decisions the other day about my continual battle with food. I mentioned that I've been reading a blog entitled Escape From Obesity. In it, the author is very candid. Much more candid and honest than a coward like me could be, but it's that candidness that keeps drawing me back to read about her journey. She has lost 80 pounds and is such an inspiration. When she started she could barely walk because the excess weight was killing her knees. She writes about life inside the fat suit, as it were. If you are looking for motivation, her blog would be a very good place to start.
Friday
Friday, June 25, 2010
It is 10:03 and I am sitting here arguing with myself as to whether I am going to go out for my run. Why, oh why, do I have these arguments with myself. I know I will be glad once I'm out there. Why do I have to keep talking myself into doing something I know I love and is good for me. Why?
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Daily Stats:
Route: Deadend and Back
Distance: 1.5 miles
Total time: 23:13
Pace: 15:28 min per mile
Ave. Hr.: 125
Max. Hr: 137
Cals burned: 326
Temp: 64
Sunny
I finally got my rear out the door at around 10:30
As predicted, once I was out there I was good to go. I am slowly heading back to a 15 minute mile. That's my first goal.
Food has been terrible this week. I have been fighting this battle with food for as long as I can remember. I tend to be a loner - I always have. I did have groups of friends, but never felt I really fit in. I'm still that way today. Other than hanging out with family, I am content to be a homebody. I do love our family get togethers, I love having the grandkids over, but the rest of the time I am content with being by myself. It's what I know. It's what I'm used to. But when I need to talk to someone, then my loner personality tends to suffer. So where do I turn? The same place I turned when I was a kid - when my parents were fighting, or when my mother got sick, or when kids teased me about my dark skin, or later when I was was chided about being fat. It's where I turn because it's always there. But then so is Satan. Accessibility is not necessarily a selling point - just makes it easier to get my fix.
Lately I've been reading a blog by a woman who has lost 80 pounds. It's inspiring to me because I can go back through her posts and see how she handled things when she was where I am now. Her blog is Escape From Obesity and it is excellent. Not only is she winning her battle over this enemy, but she is a wonderful writer.
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Daily Stats:
Route: Deadend and Back
Distance: 1.5 miles
Total time: 23:13
Pace: 15:28 min per mile
Ave. Hr.: 125
Max. Hr: 137
Cals burned: 326
Temp: 64
Sunny
I finally got my rear out the door at around 10:30
As predicted, once I was out there I was good to go. I am slowly heading back to a 15 minute mile. That's my first goal.
Food has been terrible this week. I have been fighting this battle with food for as long as I can remember. I tend to be a loner - I always have. I did have groups of friends, but never felt I really fit in. I'm still that way today. Other than hanging out with family, I am content to be a homebody. I do love our family get togethers, I love having the grandkids over, but the rest of the time I am content with being by myself. It's what I know. It's what I'm used to. But when I need to talk to someone, then my loner personality tends to suffer. So where do I turn? The same place I turned when I was a kid - when my parents were fighting, or when my mother got sick, or when kids teased me about my dark skin, or later when I was was chided about being fat. It's where I turn because it's always there. But then so is Satan. Accessibility is not necessarily a selling point - just makes it easier to get my fix.
Lately I've been reading a blog by a woman who has lost 80 pounds. It's inspiring to me because I can go back through her posts and see how she handled things when she was where I am now. Her blog is Escape From Obesity and it is excellent. Not only is she winning her battle over this enemy, but she is a wonderful writer.
Wednesday
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Daily Stats:
Route: Deadend and Back
Distance: 1.5 miles
Total time: 23
In zone: ? minutes
Ave. Hr.: 122
Max. Hr: 137
Cals burned:
Temp:
I got out on the road at about 6:30 this morning. It was humid out this morning, but still a good run. When I was done with my run, I apparently didn't hit the stop button so I'm not sure these stats are accurate. If they are I am almost at a 15 minute mile.
Route: Deadend and Back
Distance: 1.5 miles
Total time: 23
In zone: ? minutes
Ave. Hr.: 122
Max. Hr: 137
Cals burned:
Temp:
I got out on the road at about 6:30 this morning. It was humid out this morning, but still a good run. When I was done with my run, I apparently didn't hit the stop button so I'm not sure these stats are accurate. If they are I am almost at a 15 minute mile.
Monday
Monday, June 21, 2010
Daily stats
Route: Deadend/Browns Driveway/Rockpile
Distance: 2 miles
Total time: 33:17
In zone: 20 minutes
Ave. Hr.: 122
Max. Hr: 137
Cals burned: 568
Food is in its place today and that's all I'm going to say about that. This morning's run was great. I still have trouble with endurance, but I think my time is improving.
Route: Deadend/Browns Driveway/Rockpile
Distance: 2 miles
Total time: 33:17
In zone: 20 minutes
Ave. Hr.: 122
Max. Hr: 137
Cals burned: 568
Food is in its place today and that's all I'm going to say about that. This morning's run was great. I still have trouble with endurance, but I think my time is improving.
Friday
Friday, June 18, 2010
Daily stats:
Route: Deadend/1/2 mile loop/back
Distance: 1.7 miles
Total time: 30:10
In zone: 18 minutes
Ave. Hr.: 121
Max. Hr: 136
Cals burned: 452
Got out on the road a little after 9:00 this morning. I stopped at Melisa's because the kids were going to walk the rest of the way with me, but she needed to drop some things off so they rode and I walked. Today felt sooooo good. It was perfect - an occasional drop here and there, a nice breeze, not too warm, and very little sun.
I collected some more smaller stones for my garden. Claire helped me water the flowers while I did my cool down.
Route: Deadend/1/2 mile loop/back
Distance: 1.7 miles
Total time: 30:10
In zone: 18 minutes
Ave. Hr.: 121
Max. Hr: 136
Cals burned: 452
Got out on the road a little after 9:00 this morning. I stopped at Melisa's because the kids were going to walk the rest of the way with me, but she needed to drop some things off so they rode and I walked. Today felt sooooo good. It was perfect - an occasional drop here and there, a nice breeze, not too warm, and very little sun.
I collected some more smaller stones for my garden. Claire helped me water the flowers while I did my cool down.
Wednesday
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
It's kind of a gloomy day out today - threatening to rain, so I opted for the treadmill. It's harder to keep my heartrate up on the treadmill and I'm not sure why. It seems like I'm working harder and I'm actually not. I much prefer outside; plus I don't get my reward of stones for the garden.
I discovered a new site yesterday thanks to a visit from Melanie. It's really cool. I like the training widget. You also have the option of posting your workout on Facebook. I did that, and then thought about taking it off of there, but then figure - oh what the heck, no one really cares anyway and it might inspire someone. I know I'm inspired when I see people who don't look like athletes posting on Facebook.
Food was a little shakey yesterday. I need to reign it in a bit.
My left foot started aching yesterday. It ached this morning and kept me from giving my all on the treadmill. I don't know if I pulled a muscle or what.
I discovered a new site yesterday thanks to a visit from Melanie. It's really cool. I like the training widget. You also have the option of posting your workout on Facebook. I did that, and then thought about taking it off of there, but then figure - oh what the heck, no one really cares anyway and it might inspire someone. I know I'm inspired when I see people who don't look like athletes posting on Facebook.
Food was a little shakey yesterday. I need to reign it in a bit.
My left foot started aching yesterday. It ached this morning and kept me from giving my all on the treadmill. I don't know if I pulled a muscle or what.
Tuesday
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Route: Deadend/Browns Driveway/Rockpile
Distance: 1.7 miles
Total time: 31:14
In zone: 23 minutes
Ave. Hr.: 122
Max. Hr: 132
Cals burned: 476
Temp: 65
Got out on the road at 7:50. It was a nice jog. I noticed that I am running longer and resting less between beeps on my HRM. That's a good thing. Having parameters that basically involve one meal at a time makes it a lot easier to get back on track. Food was in its place yesterday and the scale rewarded me. But as I said, the scale is just a tool. My motivation now comes from how I feel when I am sane around food.
Distance: 1.7 miles
Total time: 31:14
In zone: 23 minutes
Ave. Hr.: 122
Max. Hr: 132
Cals burned: 476
Temp: 65
Got out on the road at 7:50. It was a nice jog. I noticed that I am running longer and resting less between beeps on my HRM. That's a good thing. Having parameters that basically involve one meal at a time makes it a lot easier to get back on track. Food was in its place yesterday and the scale rewarded me. But as I said, the scale is just a tool. My motivation now comes from how I feel when I am sane around food.
Monday
Monday, June 14, 2010
Food was not in its place yesterday. Not sure why I had a slip up but it is what it is and that was yesterday. Food is in its place today - the slip up makes it harder to stay the course, but I'm doing it. I didn't get out this morning - no hot shower water. Harold will be back tonight to fix it.
Sunday
Sunday, June 13, 2010
Food is still in its place - thanks be to God.
I got out on the road at about 9:10 this morning.
Route: Deadend and Back
Distance: 1.5 miles
Total time: 25:26
In zone: 15 minutes
Ave. Hr.: 120
Max. Hr: 132
Cals burned: 375
Temp: 63
It's cooler out this morning, but it is still humid. The soys up by the deadend are growing taller and soon it will be hard to see any deer. I didn't see any this morning, but I did see a flock of turkey buzzards up by Walter's Woods. They creep me out! My time was pretty good this morning considering that I stopped on the way back to pick up some stones I just had to have for the garden. I found a really big one just past Melisa and Justin's house. See how my garden is filling out?
I have all of the big stones I need for the porch area. I have been collecting smaller stones to fill in the bed.
I got out on the road at about 9:10 this morning.
Route: Deadend and Back
Distance: 1.5 miles
Total time: 25:26
In zone: 15 minutes
Ave. Hr.: 120
Max. Hr: 132
Cals burned: 375
Temp: 63
It's cooler out this morning, but it is still humid. The soys up by the deadend are growing taller and soon it will be hard to see any deer. I didn't see any this morning, but I did see a flock of turkey buzzards up by Walter's Woods. They creep me out! My time was pretty good this morning considering that I stopped on the way back to pick up some stones I just had to have for the garden. I found a really big one just past Melisa and Justin's house. See how my garden is filling out?
Saturday
Saturday, June 12, 2010
It's a warm muggy day and I didn't go out this morning.
I am on day 4 of food being in its place. I have discovered that the joy of keeping food in its place far outweighs the momentary gratification of that compulsive episode. It takes an incredible amount of mental discipline, but I'm thinking that the longer I do it, the easier it will become. At the moment I have clicked into a place where I am fairly comfortable most of the time. I check the scale daily, but only as a barometer of how I am doing with portion sizes. It is no longer a symbol of success or failure because this journey is about so much more than getting to a number on the scale. It is about reclaiming my life.
People who are not compulsive eaters could never understand that, in the same way that people who have never smoked can't possible understand what drives people to cigarettes. When I finally quit smoking for the last time, it was because I finally understood that I simply could not ever have "just one." And I haven't. Not one puff in almost 10 years. I would have to say that it was probably a couple of years before a day would go by when I wouldn't "mourn" the loss. But now I very rarely think about it, and never with the thought that I would ever want to go back. With food, it is a little different. You just can't quit food cold turkey. In OA I learned to define "abstinence" with food in terms of setting parameters. For me those parameters are accountability (logging my intake into my food software), limits (roughly 1600 calories), and time frames (4 meals spaced roughly 3 hours apart). If my food does not meet these qualifications, I am not abstinent.
Although it may sound constricting to have these limits, it's actually a very freeing process. It eliminates the bargaining, the arguing, and the rationalizing.
I am still more preoccupied with food than I would like to be, but not nearly as much as when there were no parameters. If an ANT pops into my head I say "no" and take three deep breaths. Interestingly enough, that was the same modus operandus that I used when I was quitting smoking. Hmmmmmm, only took me 10 years to have that occur to me.
I am on day 4 of food being in its place. I have discovered that the joy of keeping food in its place far outweighs the momentary gratification of that compulsive episode. It takes an incredible amount of mental discipline, but I'm thinking that the longer I do it, the easier it will become. At the moment I have clicked into a place where I am fairly comfortable most of the time. I check the scale daily, but only as a barometer of how I am doing with portion sizes. It is no longer a symbol of success or failure because this journey is about so much more than getting to a number on the scale. It is about reclaiming my life.
People who are not compulsive eaters could never understand that, in the same way that people who have never smoked can't possible understand what drives people to cigarettes. When I finally quit smoking for the last time, it was because I finally understood that I simply could not ever have "just one." And I haven't. Not one puff in almost 10 years. I would have to say that it was probably a couple of years before a day would go by when I wouldn't "mourn" the loss. But now I very rarely think about it, and never with the thought that I would ever want to go back. With food, it is a little different. You just can't quit food cold turkey. In OA I learned to define "abstinence" with food in terms of setting parameters. For me those parameters are accountability (logging my intake into my food software), limits (roughly 1600 calories), and time frames (4 meals spaced roughly 3 hours apart). If my food does not meet these qualifications, I am not abstinent.
Although it may sound constricting to have these limits, it's actually a very freeing process. It eliminates the bargaining, the arguing, and the rationalizing.
I am still more preoccupied with food than I would like to be, but not nearly as much as when there were no parameters. If an ANT pops into my head I say "no" and take three deep breaths. Interestingly enough, that was the same modus operandus that I used when I was quitting smoking. Hmmmmmm, only took me 10 years to have that occur to me.
Friday
Friday, June 11, 2010
I got out on the road at about 9:15 this morning.
Route: Deadend/Browns Driveway/Rockpile
Distance: 1.7 miles
Total time: 32:35
In zone: 22 minutes
Ave. Hr.: 122
Max. Hr: 134
Cals burned: 498
Temp: 66
I forgot to mention in my last running post that I saw 3 white-tailed deer up on the deadend. I saw their tracks this morning, but no sign of the deer. I did see a bunch of monkeys on the corner. Clayton and Claire were playing on the porch with their cousins Bryan and Sarah. The great thing about grandkids is that they are always excited to see you. Clay and Claire love to come over here. It's so much fun having them around. It's like I get to relive some of the best years of my life.
Back to this morning's route. When I got to the deadend I was greeted by the sight of rolled up hay bales. They smelled wonderful. It's mornings like these when I can pinpoint why I love living in the country.
I am happy to say that I am on day three food of keeping food in its place, one day at a time. Sometimes it's a struggle, but I when I am having a bad moment, I think of the people who have diseases over which they have no control and then I remember to be grateful for what I have.
Route: Deadend/Browns Driveway/Rockpile
Distance: 1.7 miles
Total time: 32:35
In zone: 22 minutes
Ave. Hr.: 122
Max. Hr: 134
Cals burned: 498
Temp: 66
I forgot to mention in my last running post that I saw 3 white-tailed deer up on the deadend. I saw their tracks this morning, but no sign of the deer. I did see a bunch of monkeys on the corner. Clayton and Claire were playing on the porch with their cousins Bryan and Sarah. The great thing about grandkids is that they are always excited to see you. Clay and Claire love to come over here. It's so much fun having them around. It's like I get to relive some of the best years of my life.
Back to this morning's route. When I got to the deadend I was greeted by the sight of rolled up hay bales. They smelled wonderful. It's mornings like these when I can pinpoint why I love living in the country.
I am happy to say that I am on day three food of keeping food in its place, one day at a time. Sometimes it's a struggle, but I when I am having a bad moment, I think of the people who have diseases over which they have no control and then I remember to be grateful for what I have.
Thursday
Thursday, June 10, 2010
I almost hate to post that I think our wireless issues are behind us. I have been slacking in the workout department, but I hope to make up for it in the next three days. I have been going back to online OA meetings and food is in it's place - for today. (focusing on the patch of ground in front of me). The weather has moderated a bit and that is very nice.
Monday
Monday, June 7, 2010
I got out on the road at about 7:10 this morning.
Route: Deadend and Back
Distance: 1.5 miles
Total time: 25:27
In zone: 7 minutes
Ave. Hr.: 118
Max. Hr: 126
Cals burned: 361
Temp: 45
It was chilly enough this morning that I had to wear a jacket. I didn't move very fast today. Just couldn't seem to get my speed up, but I did get out there.
Route: Deadend and Back
Distance: 1.5 miles
Total time: 25:27
In zone: 7 minutes
Ave. Hr.: 118
Max. Hr: 126
Cals burned: 361
Temp: 45
It was chilly enough this morning that I had to wear a jacket. I didn't move very fast today. Just couldn't seem to get my speed up, but I did get out there.
Sunday
Sunday, June 6, 2010
It's really hard for me to believe I haven't blogged here in a week. Our internet service has been very unreliable and it seemed that every time I was ready to post something, we were down. I put the "phone as modem" service back on for the time being. It's been a very frustrating three months. Yesterday we were up and running at lightning speed, but it didn't last. Hopefully it will be fixed some time this year.
I've been out a couple times this week, but we've had a lot of rain. The treadmill just doesn't seem to lend itself to deep thought, but it keeps the gears oiled, so to speak.
Lately I've found myself having to come to terms with the fact that I am now an "old lady." When did that happen? When did exercise change from a "vanity" thing to a "survival" thing? It sounds so cliche when older people (of which I am now one) say, "it seems like only yesterday." The fact is cliches have their roots in truth. That's how they become cliches.
Now that I am pushing 60 (sheesh, I still can't fathom that) I find myself thinking, "who cares?" Well, my grandkids do. For some reason they find me cool. But I can't do this for anyone else. I have to do it for me, and I have to find a way to convince myself that it is worth the effort. I didn't get on the treadmill today because I wanted to blog instead. But that's an excuse. I have all day to blog.
Once I'm out on the road, all is good, but it's the getting there. Why is that so hard? I find that transitions ARE hard for me, whether it's changing bosses, or just coming in the door after a long day. I don't do well with transitions so I try to speed through them. But in my dotage I am finding that transitions are often more important than they would appear. One day we're changing the diapers of our babies and the next day we're changing the diapers of our babies' baby. It happens in the blink of an eye and we don't see it coming and we don't see it going. I think the key is to be present in those transitions. Pay attention to what is going on, because it is there that life takes us in new directions. And if we're not paying attention, we wake up one day and find that we are suddenly 58, not 38, and we have no idea how we got here. One day at a time we have told ourselves, "tomorrow, tomorrow is the day I take charge of my life. Tomorrow I will start that diet. Tomorrow I will start exercising." Sad fact is, the change takes place today - not tomorrow. If you're waiting for tomorrow to make a change in your life, you will soon find that life has changed you.
I've been out a couple times this week, but we've had a lot of rain. The treadmill just doesn't seem to lend itself to deep thought, but it keeps the gears oiled, so to speak.
Lately I've found myself having to come to terms with the fact that I am now an "old lady." When did that happen? When did exercise change from a "vanity" thing to a "survival" thing? It sounds so cliche when older people (of which I am now one) say, "it seems like only yesterday." The fact is cliches have their roots in truth. That's how they become cliches.
Now that I am pushing 60 (sheesh, I still can't fathom that) I find myself thinking, "who cares?" Well, my grandkids do. For some reason they find me cool. But I can't do this for anyone else. I have to do it for me, and I have to find a way to convince myself that it is worth the effort. I didn't get on the treadmill today because I wanted to blog instead. But that's an excuse. I have all day to blog.
Once I'm out on the road, all is good, but it's the getting there. Why is that so hard? I find that transitions ARE hard for me, whether it's changing bosses, or just coming in the door after a long day. I don't do well with transitions so I try to speed through them. But in my dotage I am finding that transitions are often more important than they would appear. One day we're changing the diapers of our babies and the next day we're changing the diapers of our babies' baby. It happens in the blink of an eye and we don't see it coming and we don't see it going. I think the key is to be present in those transitions. Pay attention to what is going on, because it is there that life takes us in new directions. And if we're not paying attention, we wake up one day and find that we are suddenly 58, not 38, and we have no idea how we got here. One day at a time we have told ourselves, "tomorrow, tomorrow is the day I take charge of my life. Tomorrow I will start that diet. Tomorrow I will start exercising." Sad fact is, the change takes place today - not tomorrow. If you're waiting for tomorrow to make a change in your life, you will soon find that life has changed you.
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