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Dodging icy patches

The other day my father was giving me a little grief for continuing to run in the cold weather. I don’t think that he actually knows that I’m training for a half-marathon at the beginning of March, but I think it’s better not to tell him because I know that he’s going to be endlessly worrying about how that’s going to affect my health. That’s really his basic worry: he doesn’t want me to develop some weird ailments when I grow old from running in adverse weather. He also doesn’t want me to put myself through the hardships of running in harsh weather. My response to him was that no one was forcing me to do any of this. It’s of my own volition that I’m out there pounding the pavement and dodging icy patches. If it was something that was really affecting me, I’d end it. As it is though, running out there is refreshing.

This morning we had to cover 9K; the air was nice and crisp making the run comfortable. I’m still trying to break in my new shoes. My shins, calves and ankles weren’t feeling bad, but the insteps of my feet were really feeling the correctiveness of the shoes. I didn’t run fast simply because the mild discomfort was holding me back. Since I was behind everyone, I decided that I’d just do a steady run instead of doing the 10 & 1′s. I was fine: my breathing was even, my heart rate didn’t spike, and I stayed constant. In my mind I was telling myself: if I can’t run fast, I’ll run steady.

The weather wasn’t bitterly cold this morning. It was around the freezing point, but with my generated warmth I didn’t feel horribly cold. I wouldn’t have imagined that I’d admit this, but running tights are actually quite comfortable. Who knew? I know I need a better base layer for my upper body when the weather gets colder, because a t-shirt and a light jacket eventually won’t cut it. It seems I’m spending a heck of a lot of money on running gear lately, but I seriously don’t mind. I can’t remember the last time I’ve been so committed to an activity before, so I guess I just feel like all of this is worthwhile. Plus, it’s all necessary in order to stay safe over the next few months. The conditions are only going to get tougher over the next few months. I’m not going to be caught off guard. I suppose I also want to give my father some peace of mind.

That weight thing

Everyone’s got reasons for running. All are valid, as long as they’re personal. I mean, for example, if you’re running for someone’s approval or to get someone’s attention, you’re doomed to fail–no doubt about it.

Of all reasons though, I’d say losing weight is probably among the top three reasons. Hell, I know it’s one of my reasons. It’s not one of the top ones, but it’s certainly on my mind. If I said it wasn’t I’d be lying to you because on some level we’re all vain bastards, right? Running allows me to not worry way too much about calorie intake. That’s not to say that I’m pigging out nightly because that would just be stupid. It’s just that doing such an activity allows me to indulge a little bit more than I’d be able to without doing it. I just indulge sensibly. Knowing that you’re doing something in order to become healthy subconsciously triggers something that kind of prevents you from being a total idiot.

This coming from someone who just came back from all-you-can-eat sushi. Oh, but I ran 3K just beforehand. Blah.

So, why am I mentioning this? Well, over the course of my running experience my weight has been declining slowly. Right from the beginning, I refused to give up certain foods altogether and opted for a more balanced approach. Apparently it worked because it helped me shed a small amount of weight.

Earlier this year I went on that trip to Japan where I wandered around the city for hours in humid heat–I’d imagine that’s what it’d be like in the Devil’s armpit. Or jockstrap. Anyway, when I came back I lost a good chunk of weight. I didn’t get too excited though because I knew that once I was back on my regular routine the numbers would even out. I was right–I gained a little bit back but overall I had a net loss. At some point I was even flirting with breaking the psychological barrier of 200. When I was dehydrated I was actually below. That didn’t last long though because really, given a choice I prefer to be hydrated, thanks.

During the half-marathon clinic we were running ridiculously long distances in the hot heat. I was burning 2000+ calories on some runs. Thing is, despite this big energy spending my weight loss plateaued. I was actually increasing a little bit. The gain, I would attribute to actually building muscle mass for running. My quads and hamstrings are already rather large. That being said, they got even meatier. I choose to attribute the weight gain to muscle because even though there was a slight creep upward, I was actually shrinking. For the longest while I was using the 2nd notch on my belt. Soon I started using the third. Now, I’m actually using the fifth hole. So, that’s physical evidence of my body changing. I’m sort of waiting for my 36 pants to start sagging. That would be insane. The plateau though is a sign, in my opinion, that my body is now used to running and that I need to branch out and cross-train if I intend to push the trendline downward again.

Since my race last month, like I mentioned, I’ve been off and taking it easy. You’d think that there’d be little effect, but interestingly enough I’ve noticed that the numbers crept back up. I think I’ve gained 2 or 3 pounds in the past month. Well, obviously, if I’m not burning the calories, I can’t afford to be putting away what I normally do over a week.

So, yeah, I’m glad to be getting back into an active lifestyle. I seriously need to find another activity though for my non-running days. Maybe one day I’ll break that 200 barrier. I know that due ot my large frame I’m always going to be weighty, but I can still do my best to keep myself from getting out of hand.

Chapter Twenty-six: and the gears keep turning

Heheh. Damn, I was looking at previous years’ entries, and trying to figure out the naming scheme. I wasn’t sure how old I was turning, leading to some confusion. How dorky is that? As it turns out, the magic number today is 26. I’m a little surprised–for more than a few moments I thought it was 27. Apparently I can’t add.

So, I named the entry “and the gears keep turning.” Seriously. That’s a good way to summarize the way the last year has been. I’ve been doing my duty, and life has been rewarding me in turn. At first glance, I might say that life really hasn’t changed all that much but, that’s not entirely true.

Let’s see.

I’m certainly more active that I was last year. I’m actually down 20 lbs. from this same period last year. It’s sort of freaky when I quantify it like that because the change has been really slow and gradual. So, it seems like there hasn’t been much change. I’m actually a few lbs off my interim goal. It’s kind of exciting. I’m looking forward to setting a new goal once this one is reached. In terms of activity, last year if you told me I’d be running races, I’d say you were mad. I’d probably be yelling: “Flat feet! Flat feet!” Don’t get me wrong, I’m still out of shape, however, the level of health is certainly headed in the right direction. It’s a work in progress.

Of course, there’s the condo thing; it was about time to move out. Amazingly, the push came from my father who really seemed to the most resistant to me moving. Life is full of surprises in that way. Maybe he finally saw the value and status associated with me having my own place and building equity. Anyway, I know that I won’t be moving in until I’m 27, but this building period is still exciting. The process of choosing options and upgrades is such that it triggers a sense of hope. That’s what this is: hope for the future, you know?

Career-wise, I’m finally getting settled into my role on the team. I know what I’m capable of and what my limits are. I’m finding my voice, and I’m very much willing to tell my manager what I’m feeling in terms of the job. The process of finding my voice has been so very beneficial to me. Over the past few days I’ve had numerous flashbacks to times when I should have been more vocal and not as passive as I was. Now, when I look back I kind of have to shake my head. What can you do, eh? It’s all a learning process. I wonder though whether things might change if I had a change to relive it all. Maybe? Doesn’t matter now, though. I don’t think I’ve hit a state of total confidence in my abilities and self-worth, but hey: baby steps!

Socially, I found that I’ve been reconnecting with people with whom I’ve lost contact. All this without Facebook. Hah! It’s really refreshing to have these people in my life once more. Seriously. It helps me realize that yeah, my past does matter. My past helped build the foundation of who I am today, and it just so happens that these people have laid some concrete to build that base.

Girlfriend? Eh…nope. Am I too idealistic or too independent? It was established that yes, I am…maybe. I’d be blessed to find someone that would love me and all of my neuroses, but meanwhile, I’m content as is.

So yeah, good or bad, life is what it is. All I can do is to keep doing my best in better or worse times because ultimately it’ll lead to a sort of freedom I probably can’t even comprehend right now. Sounds a little bit over-dramatic, but it’s the truth, no?

May this year bring me good fortunes in all parts of life.

Much love to everyone who’s read this far in. :cool:

Lastly:

If today is your birthday:

This year will bring a pivotal moment when you realize a storm has passed. There’s been some damage, but you also feel tremendous relief. A benign sky is striving to rebuild and improve your life.

Scorpio (Oct. 24 – Nov. 22)

The stars make it clear they want you feeling glad to be alive. You have much to accomplish before you find fulfilment and you have only just begun.

- Phil Booth

Month 8 Progress

Heh. Looking back on my records, I see that I missed out on an update in August. To tell you the truth though, I would have just been another one saying that not much has changed. Although…that’s not entirely true. My weight did go down a little bit by this time last month. So here I am now in September just thinking about how far I’ve come. Yes, my weight did go down this month. I’m starting to think that I’m really close to that tipping point due to the distance I’m running. When I started running, the weight crept up as I was gaining strength, but now the hump in the graph is evening out. The trend is downward at a slow rate.

Whatever.

I’m still trying hard to figure things out, but it’s not easy. My frustration with it all though is becoming smaller and smaller, because I’m achieving goals with my running. When I step back and put things in perspective, I know I’m doing well.

So, there are still 4 months to go before the one year mark this coming January. Despite all of the food-rich holidays coming up, I will continue to work hard!

Month 6 Progress

Half a year ago, I started trying to raise my activity levels, really as an attempt to shed some weight. Now, after all this time, I have to say that progress has been…slow, at best. In the past month, I haven’t really lost any significant weight, nor have I gained anything. It’s tough being in a state of equilibrium. I don’t know if any of what I’m dong is helping or hindering. Honestly, diet is probably the big factor preventing me from seeing the results I want to see. I personally don’t think I’m terribly unhealthy with my choices, but I may very well be wrong.

I do know that my cardiovascular health is pretty good. All this running has brought my resting heart rate down to the low 50s, which is really great. It lowers my chance for heart disease and other really nasty nasty stuff.

So, anyway, for now I can continue doing what I’m doing. Perhaps when my running distances start increasing, I might start seeing larger changes. However, that’s still a while away.

So frustrating!

Plateauing

Close to the end of week 6, and I think I’ve finally hit what seems to be that dreaded plateau that all of those fitness sites keep talking about. I’ve been doing my usual routine, and it’s not getting me any progress. I’ve been at a consistent weight for the last 5 days, which is strange. I suppose it’s still too early to tell if it’s really a plateau, but I should wait for a period of two weeks without change before doing something about it, right?

So, that can only mean I’m overdue for switching up my routine. My body’s gotten way too comfortable doing the same thing. I should definitely reintroduce weights into the mix.

Beyond this, I can’t let this plateauing get me down. This weight loss thing has become a mini-obsession for me. While it’s good that it’s drawing my focus, I’m starting to think it’s a bit much. I was clued into this fact the other day. I was on the treadmill for 30 minutes at which point I stopped because I was feeling like crap. As soon as I got off, I started thinking, “Man! What the hell was that? I can’t believe you got off!” I started to get angry at myself because I knew that I could go longer if I pushed myself. It was only minutes later when I finally put things into perspective. “Why are you being so hard on yourself? You did 30 minutes! That’s not worthless, you know?” Seriously.

What kind of fucked up state of mind is it when you’re berating yourself when you’ve only exercised for a half hour?

I just wanted to get that off my chest.

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