boot camp week 3

here's a LINK to Inperspire's week 3 of boot camp. i'm thinking i'll spread it out during the week so i can finally be caught up to all the cool kids. these are the totals:

200 jumping jacks

300 jump ropes

50 high knees

50 side-to-side lateral jumps*

50 hop scotch**

100 squats

100 push ups

100 crunches

50 rope climbers*

50 heel touches*

that breaks down to this for tues and wed

100 jumping jacks (100)

150 jump ropes (150)30

25 high knees (25)

25 lateral jumps (30)

25 hopscotch (25)

50 squats (50)50

50 push ups (50)50

50 crunches (50)50

25 rope climbers (25)25

25 heel touches (25)25

all the starred exercises have explanations of links on the original post.

in other news i ran a couple miles yesterday! yay!

boot camp week 2 & running

so i didn't end up doing the boot camp exercises during the week. it was very... blah. and kinda busy. i had a final presentation due on tuesday and a final paper due on thursday. i managed to do a little jogging earlier in the week, though. ya know, before the sleep deprivation kicked in. i also went on a 3 mile run this afternoon! woo hoo! i probably did about a mile and a half on the first run (25 min total and about 15ish jogging). i actually ran most of the time today. i definitely had to ice but it was a small price to pay. i'm praying to all the running gods that i'll be able to complete all my legs of the Oregon Relay in a few weeks without incident. i have some of the easiest which i was disappointed about originally but now i'm so grateful.

so now that it's 1:30 on sunday morning i figured i'd start with my boot camp stuff. perfect time, right? i thought about doing it while we watched a movie (The Road, creepy stuff) but it was too stressful and i needed to snuggle with alvin and close my eyes for a fair amount of time. my balance isn't good enough to do all those exercises with my eyes closed.

so, once again, here are the week 2 exercises:

200 Jumping Jacks CHECK (220 whoops)

300 Jump Ropes CHECK

100 Push ups CHECK

300 Squats CHECK

10 – 20 count Wall Squats* CHECK

10 – 10 count Planks** CHECK (12 count)

100 Sit ups - CHECK

i have 10:24 hours to finish...
UPDATED: finished with 9 minutes to spare. maybe if i actually started on friday things wouldn't be so difficult...

Boot Camp Challenge

one of my buddies who runs (as opposed to a running buddy which implies that i can keep up with her), Laurie, over at The (Mis)Adventures of a Jogging Stroller Mom blogged about the Inperspire Virtual Boot Camp Challenge. the idea is to challenge yourself a little more everyday. i love that. that, in my opinion, is where big changes come from, the little tweaks to your life.

i stumbled on laurie's post mid-week and decided instead of trying to play catch up (the numbers seem very daunting) i'm a week behind everyone else taking the challenge. i think tonight or tomorrow i'll go ahead and do the second week because, honestly, the first really wasn't so bad. and i promise i'm quite fleshy and weak; don't be fooled by my sveltivity (that last comment was uber-sarcastic just so you know). i did all of them in about half an hour (the last half hour of sunday) while we watched the colbert report. time well spent, i'd say. i did wuss out and do modified push-ups. funny story time!! alvin and i had some school friends over and we were playing some game. somehow alvin and one of his friends competed in push-ups. alvin's been working on the 100 push up challenge so he kicked butt. i think he made it to 70- or 80-something. the other guy made it to the 30s. always wanting to play with the big boys i decided to try to show-off. i did 40-something push-ups in a row, just enough to show this guy up. real mature, eh? maybe i'll try those next time.

intrigued yet? here's how it works, you have from friday to sunday at midnight to do all the exercises... yeah, that's about it.

week one
300 jumping jacks

300 jump ropes (with or without a rope)

100 push-ups

200 sit-ups

week two

200 Jumping Jacks

300 Jump Ropes

100 Push ups

300 Squats

10 – 20 count Wall Squats*

10 – 10 count Planks**

100 Sit ups

if you click on the week two link there are explanations for the starred exercises. and if you finish you get a cute little button!

another (someone else's) giveaway

this time it's beth over at Shut Up and Run. she's got an extra “Choose You Get Healthy Gift Bag” from the American Cancer Society to give away. i know exactly who it'd go to if i won.

what lies ahead

i'm sorry to those of you who commented on my posts and i didn't notice. i'm pretty sure no one ever really reads this so if you have thank you! and if you comment DOUBLE thank you's!

i'm still resting my foot. alvin and i noticed about a week after the marathon that the little pointy bone in the side of the foot (i know there's a really cool name for it but i don't remember what it is) was sticking out farther than usual and more than the other side. the weird thing is that it's on my left foot (it was my right that gave me so much trouble during the marathon, but the pain evened out afterwords. not that the pain got better, mind you). my ankle's also been giving me issues so i've been icing that about once a day. after icing the other night, just lying in bed, reading, i had the worse charlie horse known to man. well, probably not that bad. but it hurt so much i cried out. and it seemed to last a good 45 seconds. that's years in charlie horse time.

so i went for another visit to the PT's and this one gave me some stretches and other advice to treat it. she also advised me to baby it and stay off it as much as possible. if anyone's got an extra bike lying around she also told me to use that instead of even walking around campus. i've been cross-training with 30 day shred and spinning. i even braved the eliptical for 15 minutes. it wasn't even awful, though i did start to feel a little pain toward the end. we got EA Active today and i tried that. besides the obnoxious trainer... well, at least there's a lot of different workout options so we'll see how it goes.

i'm thinking about the Crater Lake Rim Run in august. it looks awesome! the altitude is above 7000 feet, though, which i wasn't intimidated by (flagstaff is about 6700) until i told alvin and his eyes almost bugged out of his head. i forget we're only around 400 feet. if i do decide to run it we'll camp out a couple nights before to get used to the air. the whole race (10k-ish, half and full marathons) is capped at 500 participants. that could get lonely at the end. i LURVE crater lake, though. alvin and i went camping there the summer we dated and jumped in the freezing lake. i puked most of the way home not knowing chloe was on her way. then my first term back to school i took a geology of the NW class and did a report on mt. mazama and crater lake. pretty nutsy stuff! not to mention it's absolutely gorgeous! the water is so clear you can almost see the bottom.

giveaway!

not mine but i want to win!

emily's reading room

so that's it then, huh? maybe it'll go better next time.

i told my cousin that line. it's out of context here but i thought i was pretty funny in context.

i've been avoiding this post and talking about my marathon in general. even now it's taking me longer than expected to get this all out here. i didn't really understand the whys, i just chalked it up to general laziness on my part and post-marathon depression, which is real, by the way. while those were also factors i figured it all out today.

i did my long runs with a training group. we all did the marathon together. our coach spent the first 15 minutes or so of our meeting this morning recognizing different people for how they did. there were people who PRed (improved their last marathon time), those who were able to be consistent in their paces from training, people with negative splits (ran the second half faster than the first), there were quite a few who qualified to run Boston, as well. we had our own personal photographer throughout training and the race. he likes taking pictures of that kind of thing (you know, people torturing themselves by running ridiculous distances). after each training cycle and race he makes a video of all the pictures from race day. well, all of that was definitely depressing. let me explain.

i got the flu the saturday before d-day. it was just one day but i missed my last group run. i also wanted to make sure i was over it completely before i went out for one last hurrah. i got two days of healthy and then got hit with an awful cold. hoping it would go away if i rested as diligently as i could i didn't end up running at all. in fact, i hadn't run for almost two weeks before the big day. i still have that cold, by the way. that's one excuse down.

chloe's been having some really horrendous nighttime habits like demanding we stay with her until she falls asleep and sleeping with us, general separation anxiety stuff. not such a big deal in and of itself but she's not a peaceful sleeper. none of us are doing well in the sleep department these day. silly me thought the stars might align and JUST for ONE night she'd be good. nope. i stayed up much later than i wanted to and didn't sleep well for various reasons. second excuse.

the morning of the race came and i was so excited! despite not having slept well i was wide awake. i had my little baggies stuffed with supplies and clearly labeled for myself. i was dressed nice and cozy warm and my family was fast asleep. i slipped out the door to catch the shuttle. luckily, it left from the end of our block so i could just walk there.

at the race site there were SO MANY PEOPLE there. over 2,300 ran the marathon and the half had over 4,000. all of us were packed behind the start line. it was beautiful. (here are some pictures) i crossed the starting line five minutes after the clock started because of where i began. the first few miles were slow just because people don't really get the whole self-sorting thing. and then i had to use the bathroom around mile 3. that put me back 5 minutes; the lines were nuts! actually i used the bathroom several times in the course of the race so just keep that in mind when looking at my time ;)

i got to see several friends on the course that came out to wave. i'm so glad they saw me early on; i was in a great mood the first half. the second half was, of course, more challenging but i was plugging along at a pretty good pace. i was on schedule to finish before 5 hours. maybe even 4:45.

then i hit 20.8 miles (i know because there was an aid station right there). i got the most horrible sharp pain in my foot. it felt like something just below my ankle, right in my foot, was broken. if i put any weight on it at all it just stabbed me and took my breath away. i've never had a stress fracture but i imagine it felt like that. this all came out of nowhere. i hadn't even hit a wall, yet. sure i was tired and was extending my walking breaks but it was nothing like i'd experienced in training (the last few long runs were pretty miserable). at that point i was convinced i'd have to walk, ahem, limp, the last 5.4 miles. that thought was absolutely devastating. have you ever prepared for something for months, almost a year, only to have it fall apart in the last hour? i was crying and limping and hobbling and crying. there was a group of boys, probably around 10-11 at Owosso bridge as i came up on it. i was trying to hide my tears specifically from them. first, how embarrassing is that to cry in front of adolescent boys? they're not known for their compassion, in my experience. second, i didn't want to be the one to discourage them from doing a marathon someday. they cheered me on, called my name and my bib number. the whole time i limped by them they were encouraging me to keep going. one of them gave me a high five as i passed. they were probably the highlight of that part of the course.

i was able to figure out what eased the pain in my foot. i bit the bullet and just tried to run. sometimes it worked and i could jog for several minutes and sometimes i failed miserably. a mile and a half from the finish line was the last aid station. i decided i had to finish this race running. there was no way i was going to be able to make my time goal but i could at least finish with as much dignity as possible. i passed a girl who was limping and looked like she'd been crying half a mile from the end. i wanted to hug her. at this point, actually, well before this point i just wanted to be done with it all. i felt like i'd put in my time and i was done. that feeling pushed me on. the thought of alvin waiting for me at the end helped me to keep going. i knew he'd help me. he'd carry me if he had to. in fact, he did end up carrying me for a little while. there was food at the end of the tunnel! i was so done with goos and gatorade.

i had so many mixed feeling the last 250 meters. i wanted to wring the necks of the people i ran by that just ignored me. didn't they realize what i'd been going through? of course, they'd just gone through their own marathon. i'm sure they were concentrating on just putting one foot in front of the other like i was. i was so disappointed in my body. i felt betrayed for what it had done the last 6 miles. but it kind of made it up to me. i hit the 100 meter line and ran as fast i could. i know there are runners who hate when people do that. i do that. i swear i give everything i can in the race but seeing the end in sight does something to me. and it weirds me out that everyone is looking at me. running faster cuts down on the weirdness time.

i cried at the end of my half-marathon. i was surprised i didn't cry at the end of my marathon but realized that the emotional peak for me came much earlier. i'm leaving out a lot of the great things like the quirky people i met and the awesome grandpa-type guys at the end who really encouraged me to keep going. i just needed to get this part out there because this morning was tough. i had an epiphany, though. all the people who did so amazingly well, the ones who PRed and the ones who qualified for Boston, their experience wasn't any better than those of us who got injured or everything fell apart for. those stories of loss are just as, if not more, inspiring. i'm not saying this because my race went south - really, i plan on pretending this whole thing never happened - but because i look at those people and hope that someone listens to their story and can see their strength. i hope that someone brags about them and tells their story, too. there was a girl who is still on crutches a week after the race. i hope someone pats her on the back and tells her that she did as well as she could have and no one has the right to ask for more than that.

running a marathon is definitely valuable for life lessons, whether you want them or not :)