A blog about my journey of training to run a 1/2 marathon with Team In Training and the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society and beyond.

Sunday, March 25, 2012

Sooooo Frustrating!

The last couple of days have been havoc on my body. Friday was a horrible day, Saturday was a little better but not much. Today was a half-way normal day. I am hoping that tomorrow is back to normal. I forget how much I fight to be normal until days like that happen. Most days I forget about my disease because it doesn't affect me. (or not enough to make me take notice.) But days like this weekend are so frustrating because I am so much more than my diesase, yet here I am limited by how it affects me and those around me. My boy asks me if I'm going running today and I have to say no. When he asks why I have to explain that my body won't let me. And fifteen more whys follow that. If ever there were a driving force in my life, it's my kids. I don't want them to feel limited by anything, even their own bodies.  So tomorrow I start over. I show them that no matter how many times you have to start over, you should never give up especially on yourself.

Thursday, March 22, 2012

Someone Motivate Me Please!

Ugh! That's the only thing that comes to mind this week when I think of running. I'm not sure why. Maybe because I have SOOOOOOO much stuff going on in my life right now. Big-life-altering stuff! Maybe because I haven't been feeling the greatest. Or maybe i have just lost my mojo. I don't know, but I need some outside motivation right now. Swimsuit season is just around the corner, but ugh! I have some big races coming up, but ugh! It has been storming a lot lately, a built in excuse since my treadmill went to treadmill heaven. I could do a video or P90X, but ugh! I hope that my mojo enjoys it's spring break and comes back home soon. UGH!

Saturday, March 17, 2012

Bad Foot Juju

I don't know if it is the Irish curse or just overall bad foot juju, but I seem to have a jinx when it comes to Lake Hefner. Every St. Paddy's Day Race I have the same foot isssue and it doesn't happen anywhere else. I have ran a few other races there and some training runs have been there and I have sort of the same problem bu. t not like SPD. My entire right foot goes numb. Do you know how hard it is to run with a dead foot?! I'm surprised that I don't go a tumblin' down. I came close a few times, but managed to catch myself in time.

 It is such fun race though. they have lots of great activities. My work is a big sponsor so I know everyone there. And the costumes are great and getting better every year. My time sucked but I got to hang out with Aubs and my kiddos surprised me. My little girl got to cross the finish line with me this year. So that alone was worth the pain and numbness. This year my litle boy ran his own race and got a medal, a tee, and a picture. We are soooo proud of him.  So going home to ice my foot, snuggle with my Leprechauns,  and spend a great day with my family. Happy St. Patrick's Day!

Thursday, March 15, 2012

Here We Go Again!

Okay, so I get that most of you get why I named my blog what I did. However, it has recently been brought to my attention (by more than one person) that my name is...well, rude. So I will explain this one more time. First off, I'm talking about myself. I'm pretty sure that I don't mind or get offended when I call myself fat. I am a bigger girl! Things wiggle and jiggle when I run, my thighs rub together, and I have to wear 1 sometimes 2 really sturdy industrial strength sports bras. I co running
I'm not a size 0. I am a size OMG I can't believe that  fit.  : ) I have no delusions that I am this super svelte running machine, but I also don't have any delusions that I am some big ugly blob that has no business running. I am beautiful. I am bold. And I know skinny girls who can't keep up with me.  Secondly, I use the fat girl humorously. It's funny, people!No one wants to read a blog called skinny bitch wants to rub it in my face how awesome she is and I'm not. No one! They want to hear about the fat who threw up after her first 12 mile run because if she can do it, then maybe  they can too. Lastly, I use it ironically because I don't let that word define me, limit me, or control me. Neither should you!

Sunday, March 4, 2012

Back on track

I beat my Austin time. It was just by a few seconds, but considering that I was hit by a car earlier in the week, I was somewhat impressed with myself. It was my first race since K left to go back home. It was a little sad, but the fact that I had Aubs there was comforting. I think that A will do just fine in taking over the cheerleader/drill sargeant vacancy AND she rocked out and bet her previous time. So it was a good day overall.

I don't have any hardcore, chiseled in stone plans for the rest of the season. The Memorial, the Redbud, Dirty 30, and possibly the Red Dirt Mud  run are all on the list. We will just have to see how the season shapes up. I hope that everyone has had a great weekend. And please everyone be careful out there and pay attention to your surroundings, because they might not be paying attention to you.

Peace , love, and bandaids.

Friday, March 2, 2012

World of Chaos

My world has been a world of chaos lately. So please excuse the lack of posts. My favorite Aussie (no offense, Mike)  and drill instructor left me today. I have been spending as much time as possible with her before she left, including a weekend trip to Austin to run. My time wasn't impressive but was a good start to the season. Kel and Aubs rocked the half-marathon. It was a good weekend.

I was in an accident earlier this week that monkeywrenched my plan to rock out the Deer Creek Classic 10K with Aubs this weekend. But I will still do the 5K and do my best to beat my time from Austin.  So far I am a little behind schedule with my 12 races for the year, but we are just now getting into racing season and I think that it will all come together. 

It's been a long, trying, emotional day and I can't really think of what I want/need to write. So I will sign off for now. Check back for results of tomorrow's run.

Peace, Love, and Friends.