Archive for May, 2007
Or is it that I had 4 days “rest” from running? I dunno but I had a personal best today of 1.3 miles. What?! Yep, you read right. I ran my entire route and then a short brisk walk for about 0.1 miles then the route again…which then added up to 1.3 miles. At the end of 2 routes I also speed (AKA nerd) walked another way around the route. Yay! My neighbor up the way, Sue, decided to join me this morning so as I ran past her house she ran out. She’s real athletic but is “out of shape” at this time. So for the first time ever I ran with someone that I was “better” than. She still kept up with me though! I’m liking this morning run stuff. Up before the rest of the world and when the sun hasn’t come up yet. Perfect! I love the morning. Can you tell I’m siked right now??
I’ve been loving this spring. It’s been such a time of renewing and refreshing. It’s hard to explain. I thinks it’s because I’m able to get outside and do something. Not to mention even though I get off at about 6-7 everynight I still feel like I have a few hours to actually get something done with the extra daylight. With getting out and running I’ve been able to see what’s around us. So often you’re in a hurry that you don’t notice the normal day to day things around you. Now mind you some of the stuff is depressing…such as worn down houses/property, but I’ve also been able to see things around me that are positive…such as people outside working on their yards/houses, or walking their dogs. Heck, even the birds chirping bring a smile to my face.
I’m just at a positive time in my life where I am happy where I am. I’m happy that we live in Sandusky even though we never thought we’d come back. I’m happy to be able to enjoy what’s around us. I’m happy to have family that’s close. I’m happy to have friends around us. I’m happy to be able to enjoy the simple (and free) pleasures that abound here. (Side note: I know it’s only Sandusky and it’s not the same as it used to be. But what is? If anything, that gives me the drive to get out and attempt to better what is around us. You don’t know how important it is to be able to take your dogs for a walk and feel like you’re safe or even be in your own house and feel like you’re safe. Trust me on this one.) Now, of course there are things that aren’t so positive in my life such as stress at work, but whatever.
Obviously this whole running thing has helped me more than I know. I can’t say I look forward to running…actually, I guess I do. I don’t look forward to it in the way that I know it’s still challenging to me. But once I get done the sense of accomplishment makes me feel so good. And believe it or not it’s a peaceful time. Even when I’m running with David. We don’t talk. All you hear is what’s around you including your feet hitting the pavement and mostly you breathing in and out.
Another thing that I hope to help me become and stay postive is that recently a friend brought to my attention the idea of 21 Days Of No Complaining. There’s a church somewhere that is doing this. The concept is that you wear a bracelet on your left hand and if you complain you must move the bracelet to your right hand and the 21 days start all over. I’m not sure I believe in the whole “no complaining” bit but I’ve tweaked the idea into a better one (in my eyes).
With being a human we know that we aren’t perfect and we’re constantly evolving and I’d like to evolve into a better person, not a negative person. It’s come to my attention that I’m a person with extreme facial expressions. I show my feelings quite readily. But the bad thing is not only that, but my facial expressions aren’t taken very well because sometimes they don’t line up to exactly what I’m thinking in my mind. Hard to explain, hopefully you get it. So instead of 21 Days Of No Complaining I’m starting a 21 Days Of Positive Thoughts and Self Awareness. So here we go…I can’t wait to find out what the rest of spring and summer has in store for us.
As you know I’ve been running on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays with my friend Jen. Well, our schedules haven’t been lining up for last Friday and Monday so David has been so kind to be patient and run with me in addition to doing his normal routine. Since I haven’t been going over Jen’s we’ve just been running around our neighborhood with our route being 0.7 miles total. On Friday I made it to running 0.6 miles at a faster pace than I was used to. Previously Jen and I were running approximately 0.45 miles. My goal on Monday was to kick it up another notch and run the entire route that we had established around here, which would be 0.7 miles. I’ve been fighting a sinus funk and yesterday was not the day. It was one of the hardest runs since starting. Kind of a bummer but I atleast kept at my 0.6 miles and didn’t drop down.
So today I still felt like crap and it’s technically a “off day” but you know I just can’t be defeated so I decided that today was going to be an additional running day, and David was so gracious to run with me again. I had no high expectations because I’m feeling about the same as I was yesterday. But about halfway through when I do my usual “nerd walk” for a block I felt the urge to keep going, so I did. And I made it the entire route of 0.7 miles running! Woot!! Now mind you that last leg I had to keep encouraging myself by actually talking to myself saying “Come on Heidi. You’re almost there.” (Poor David), but I did it and I’m proud of myself.
As I worked outside this past week I heard a comforting summer noise that just brings a smile to my face….When the wind blows just right you can hear the whistle on the Cedar Point train. I remember catching it every so often as I would doze off to sleep while growing up in my parent’s house. Now, we are a little closer and the wind’s been blowing just right all week. It’s the coolest thing.
My dad has already posted about Cedar Point on his blog with it being opening weekend for Cedar Point. Cedar Point was my life growing up. I figured I’d post my reponse that I put on his blog here also…..
Okay, so my good ol’ days may not be the same as yours but what about a little walk down memory lane for me.
I remember playing in Kid Arthur’s Court. The stinky ball pit, trying to get through the maze at the end faster than anyone else, playing in those God awful hot “playhouse” things, and being too scared to go up the net ladder thing.
I remember loving the Mill Race and thinking I was so brave when I rode in the front seat. And Riding White Water Landing and trying to push our entire weight to the back of the canoe so when you hit the bottom of the hill you’d try to skip, like skipping a rock on a pond.
I remember riding the spinning ride (I guess it’s now called the Rock, Spin, and Turn) and we could never make it go fast enough. I feel real bad for whoever had to ride and Ande’ and me. I’m sure they walked off feeling quite sick. And for some reason I always thought the wheel was a pizza pan. Why??
What about the notorious “smell of Cedar Point.” Especially by the water rides. Yep, it’s still there.
I remember going to all the shows including Centennial Theater and Lusty Lils and trying to repeat the songs and dance sequences once I got home.
I remember always wanting to be chosen to be in a show so I could get a button. Needless to say I was never chosen.
I remember going on the Pirate Ride every visit and feeling like it was so cool. Too bad it can’t hold a candle to the real Pirates Of The Caribbean at Disney.
I remember when the Troika was my favorite ride and then all the sudden they upped the height limit and I couldn’t ride it. What a bummer.
I remember crying as I got to watch my siblings go on Cedar Downs as I patiently (or not so patiently) waited to grow a ½ inch.
I remember trying to stuff my shoes to make me just “this” much taller.
I remember when Disaster Transport was Avalanche Run. I never rode it due to my size, but I remember when they changed it to DT and I rode it for the first time. It was top of the line and I was scared to death.
I remember the Swabinchen (sp?) Also know as the “lady with big boobs” ride. I never understood why they had that one and another smaller one (can’t remember the name) that was next to the Scrambler. Two of the same ride? Dunno.
I remember riding Ocean Motion and doing the whole wave stand up thing to emphasize the feeling of weightlessness.
I remember the food. I still get the same stuff. Corndog with ketchup, Berardi’s fries with vinegar and ketchup, and a funnel cake to finish the day. And you can’t forget about the salt-water taffy.
I remember the summer when we’d go over so dad could play his game-skee ball, but where you shot the ball out of the cannon. We were saving up all the stuffed animals so we could keep trading up. Then when we went to trade them in for the giant prize it had changed to a not so cool prize. Ah well.
I remember the smell of the Dodgem’s when you’d walk by or ride them. The smell of the gas and sparking metal.
I remember riding the Mine Ride and mom doing her “indian cry” in the last part that goes round and round.
I remember riding the paddlewheel ride and ruining all the “guides” jokes since we had ridden so many times.
I remember having at least one weekend a year when we would have a picnic day. We’d pack our lunch and leave the cooler at the picnic area, then come back later. Can you even still leave your stuff there without having someone steal it?
I remember leaving the park and always keeping my eyes out for toys that were left behind by others. I remember these feather/furry black long things that had stick-on eyes. I have no idea what they were but it totally made my day if I found one. I always wanted one of those walking lizard things on a metal stick. Now I know why I never got one….they have NO point.
Boy, I could go on and on about what I remember…obviously I remember a lot. Even though I could say a lot of negative things about Cedar Point, the bottom line is I can’t deny that it was a huge part of my life growing up and has produced so many fond memories.
I wish we could get passes this year. We went at the end of last year and it was an amazing amount of fun. The only problem is we can’t afford to put down $200+ just to have fun. Maybe next year….
After 3 days break and letting my body recoup Jen and I hit the pavement again yesterday. And to be quite honest I was amazed at how well we did. We managed to hit a new goal that wasn’t even planned and I didn’t feel like I was going to die either. Can it be true? Am I actually getting the hang of this? I’m not going to hold my breath. Not that I didn’t already know what gave runners their drive, but after that run I was totally energized and ready to run again. I know, patience…patience. We plan to get on a schedule of Monday, Wednesday, and Friday and I’ve started keeping a form of a journal so when I have one of those bad days I can look back and gain confidence in seeing how far I’ve come. Even in 3 runs, it’s truly amazing.
We’ve hit a streak of great weather for the past 3 days. It’s progressively getting more and more gorgeous. Of course the rain is supposed to come down tomorrow, but at the same time it’s supposed to be in the low 80’s. Say what?! I can handle rain with warm weather. I just hope it’s not too bad so that we can’t run. I have faith that we’ll be just fine. It looks like it’s going to be a decent rest of the week and weekend too…in the mid 60’s.
Since it’s my day off tomorrow ya’ll know I have a day planned of getting things done. Tomorrow night is also our night to cook for Dinner Night with friends. We’ve chosen to do brats with green peppers and onions, hotdogs, and finishing up with strawberry shortcake. Yum!
Yesterday was our first attempt at running. And guess what? I definitely didn’t learn how to run in my sleep. It was definitely tough…for me at least. Jen did really well, and I’m very happy for her. She has such a smooth gait whereas I feel like I’m moving a lot but not going very far. She was definitely my motivation to keep going. My biggest fear is that she’ll give up on me if I don’t get any better, mostly because she’ll be able to out run me. But her positive thoughts helped me through yesterday while at the same time pushing me to push myself. I think I need to change my mindset. I went into thinking “we can do this…”whereas she went into it scared and our outcomes were totally opposite….she did better than me. Did I set myself up for failure? Nah. I can’t say I was upset at the outcome. I think I had a “realistic” mindset. It didn’t go entirely as planned but at least it got me off of my butt to get out there and start running. It’s amazing what your body goes through when you’re exercising. First your butt burns, then your thighs, then your chest (lungs).
One thing that did dishearten me was my actual chest, meaning my boobs. I doubled my bras and didn’t seem to have any problems while actually running but when we were cooling down, doing a brisk walk, that’s when it started. And then when we got to their house my chest started screaming at me. I couldn’t believe how much they hurt. It felt like someone was literally squeezing both of them and trying to rip my nipples off. Sorry to be so graphic, but there’s no other way to explain. It was the type of pain that the takes your breath away and your eyes just start to water. But after a few minutes sitting on Jen and Joe’s bathroom floor feeling like I was going to die because I didn’t know what to focus on…wanting to vomit or my boobs falling off….I was better and started recuperating. I guess it’s back to the drawing board for bras….maybe the double bras idea wasn’t such a good idea?? I can’t see that being an issue though. I definitely don’t want them moving but that the same time I can’t squeeze the crap out of them either. I dunno, maybe I’ll just have to suffer like all the other women out there with fibroids.
Well, another day done and on to the next….the plan is to continue today….baby steps, baby steps….I’ll get there.
As all of you know I’ve been attempting a lifestyle change and have so far succeeded. Now, on to the next change. Trying to get more exercise.
Now, David and Joey have been running at least twice a week and have seen some success with that. David’s evening getting back into his ol’ running shoes and kickin’ it just like in the Marine Corps. Ya’ll know I’ve also been using my weighted hula hoop and Jen and I have been doing walks here and there but I want to kick it up a notch. So Jen and I came to the conclusion….we’re going to run.
This is a longshot, especially for me. I’m not a runner. I can’t make it once around a track…ok, I’ll be honest, I can’t make it halfway around a track. But I always have dreams of having springs on my shoes and just running so smoothly. I don’t think that will ever happen but I just want to break the barrier and actually be able to run. Even if I have to wear 2 sports bras to support myself. Heck, I’m willing to use an ace bandage if need be. I just have this drive in me to get out there and do this. And if I’ve found something in myself with keeping to my lifestyle change, if I believe in myself, I can do it. In addition, David, Joey, and my cousin’s wife Erika….just to name a few…..give me motivation to go out and better myself. And as always, I like to take challenges that I see in my life, and take them head on, one by one to conquer them.
With that being said today was to be our start day for running….and there was a buzzkill. Come to find out the forecast called for rain. So we went into the day saying, “yes, we’re going to run, unless the weather hinders us.” By the end of the afternoon the rain started and there were severe weather watches/warnings everywhere. It’s probably not a good idea to attempt this on a day that calls for tornadoes. So we called off the run and rescheduled to either tomorrow or the next day depending on the weather. David and I ate dinner and I waited for this “severe” weather to hit. Does it hit? Nope. A day of running waisted. It sprinkled here and there and the temperature plummeted but it looks like the rain decided to be severe south of us and we were spared. Ah well, the hula hoop will do for the day.
I’ll be straight up though…if I do succeed with this running idea I can possibly see this being a “negative” thing. By negative, I mean it’s something I could possibly become obsessive with considering my OCD behavior. But why down the idea before even trying? I’m willing to take the risk…not to mention, I may not succeed. Nah, I’m not leaving any room for failure…I will succeed. Bottom line. I claim it now.