I probably won’t be running until Friday since I was off my inhaler for a couple of days and relapsed into some mild breathing issues. I have also been very tired and coughing due to mucus in my lungs. I just got a refill on my prescription yesterday so it might be up to a week of using my inhaler regularly before I’m 100% again.
I forgot to post the changes from my weight analysis about 1 week ago. The end of June to July saw significant discontinuity in my routine (plus lots of Taco Bell & takeout) but there has been progress nonetheless.
Weight: 196 lbs
Body Fat: 41.1%
Week 1 of running (June 9)
Weight: 189 lbs
Body Fat: 40.1%
Weight: 184.8 lbs
Body Fat: 38.8%
I’m encouraged. I truly enjoy running now. I woke up fighting between my intense desire to go out and run anyway and my worry that I might find myself a mile into the run, alone, without my inhaler and in respiratory distress. So I did the smarter thing and decided to stay in. A big part of me is still itching to go, but I’ll be patient and sit on the sidelines for now.
My life is currently like this:
There is a lot on my mind as of late. Running helps me to relax and focus. When I’m out running it’s just me, the sound of my footsteps and the music being shuffled on my Zen. The more I run the better I feel but the more frazzled and overwhelmed I feel the less able I am to get up and run. Even though running helps me keep it together. ::Sigh::
This is part of why I started my blog. To be completely honest in tracking my journey to encourage myself and others. Even at my low points I know I want to keep going. I love the changes in my body, the muscle I’ve built and the way I feel physically. I ran today (Thursday) after a two week hiatus (this time involving copious amounts of fast/comfort food). I will make a better running schedule this time. I did 2.3km today, I plan to do 1.6 km tomorrow and then use Saturday and Sunday as rest days. I started out strong with my goals but life happens.
Cooking for myself is also helps motivate me to take care of myself. I can better control what I eat, unlike with takeout, and I find it therapeutic. I made pancakes with a fresh peach sauce instead of syrup for breakfast after my run. It was delicious and definitely helped improve my mood. I love good food! Carbs=happiness. Maybe I’ll start posting a few of my recipes now and then…
On a happier note a few weeks ago I had a complete physical done. My peak air flow was great meaning my maintenance of my asthma has been very good. I also had great cholesterol levels and everything else (!!). Only slight issue was my hemoglobin because I’m anemic. I recently bought different supplements I need so I’m back on my multivitamins and iron. It is important to provide your body with what it needs. Right now I’m keeping it simple, my only other supplement is Calcium+Vitamin D because it is an absolute necessity since loss of bone density is a side effect of my meds.
I’m frazzled but I’m dealing and life is still good. Ciao!
This morning I set out for a run that would push my limits the hardest yet. The track: around my neighborhood, along a winding road and back. The distance: 2.30km (1.43mi). As I planned my journey to the brink and back I was excited…and scared, very scared. I took two puffs of my fasting acting inhaler just in case and did my regular stretches for just a bit longer.
I got less than half way when I could feel a cramp setting in, my breathing becoming labored, my shoulders hurting and my quads getting sore. I pushed on. About two thirds of the way I cried mercy and it took everything not to stop. I told my self I would make it just a few more steps, then a few more. I felt like dropping but I knew that if I stopped this “track” would be an asymptote to my progress. Sorry for the calculus reference ^_^. It would be a barrier to my progress that I would find too daunting to surmount.
I pressed on, but like always I paid attention to my body. Even though my mind as keeping me going my body was tired but not at the breaking point. If it was I would have stopped–there is a thin line between perseverance and stress injury and I have no desire to cross it. My little sister stopped about 7/8 of the way, which surprised me but I kept pushing. When I kept running she pushed on and joined me. I finally stopped at the top of my block. I had gone 2.12km (1.31mi). I was tired but I felt great! I am just shy of half way to my goal of 5km! I think I might need to take two rest days but I’m excited about my progress. In less than a month I have gone from 0 to 2.12km.