Okay, sashay it back in people and put down your MC Hammer pants, I said work it not twerk it! Although, after my post, you may just want to petition your local Zumba teacher to incorporate "Twerk it" into your hip shaking class. Disclaimer: I in no way will be or can be held responsible for you hot mamas out there getting your groove back and shocking your husbands nationwide.
Soooo, if you just happened to be bored out of your mind and scrolled down....or your computer was possessed from hitting tab too many times, (either way is fine with me, really) you will see its been quite a while since I posted on The Daily Sweat. It's not from lack of sweating mind you (ummmm-get your mind out of the gutter...and btw, while you're there, can you find my missing pink shoe lace?)
Let me explain. Since relocating to the good ol' Volunteer state and recovering from my umpteenth injury, I've been weekly logging miles on the bike (spinning) and foot (running) as well as doing some Yogilates. Yea, that's right... Yoga + Pilates...some people are so clever with words aren't they? Oh and I'm sure you were just baffled by what I meant in relation to foot miles.
I've also trained several people on the couch to 5k and recently began working with a client twice a week at her home. In September, I will be leading a couch to 5k group at my church. I also hope to pick up some more local clients.
My current typical week looks like this:
Monday-run 3-5 miles
Tuesday-train client (and until right before vacation spinning and Yogilates)
Wednesday-run 3-5 miles
Friday-run 3-5 miles
Saturday-earning medals for laying on the couch all day eating Doritos
Sunday-practice kickboxing on myself for indulging in corn chip deliciousness
I am also currently in the Z corral when it comes to training for the Chicago half-marathon that I am running in September. I'm quite anal so this is very unlike me. But, since moving I just haven't found my old running niche (or my shoe lace for that matter...) In all seriousness, it would really help if you found my shoe lace. It appears my lack of training is all your fault. You really should practice taking responsibility for your actions.
I've got to speed up my training and include long runs on the weekend again. However, I did run the Sunday before last, so I think that should count. Okay, so maybe not. But, being the genius I am, I think I solved the problem. I put some new tunes on my shuffle. Twerk it may or may not have been one of the songs on said playlist. I'll let you know how that turns out.
But, only if you return my shoe lace.
So, like Alison from Pretty Little Liars (what? it's not just 13 year old girls that watch that show) Work it Wednesday is being resurrected from the dead...or brought back to life...or never was dead....oh the suspense is killing me!!!
So what has your workout schedule looked like...in lets say...oh the last year? Comment and let me know how you worked it out on this Wednesday. Do tell.
Then, just for kicks, go "twerk, twerk, twerk"...Miley Cyrus will thank me.
So meet Cathy! Cathy is not only a NEW woman but has quite a funny story about how I "tricked" her into running. I posted a link to her blog a while back but if you are interested scroll and find it on www.cathy.willman.com
Cathy started out with a lot of challenges. She is "well endowed" to say it politely and was wearing Keds to run. Let's just say she could break in down in some rap videos.
I told her right away we needed to get her a good sports bra and shoes. But, like me, she is a little stubborn like me and waited til week 6 to finally buy in. I totally did the same thing when I began this beautiful, hard journey of running. She finally lost a number of pounds that allowed herself a gift. So, we went to www.runnersforum.com to get her what she needed.
Cathy is on week 6 but she wants to repeat week 5 this week so we are with her. The other girls will probably go on or decide to stick it out with us. I am training a large group at different speeds, so I do a lot of yelling. Shoulders down, back straight, slight bend forward, count your steps, picture a tropical vacation, etc etc.
They love me for it and I got my first new person asking to join our running group on Tuesday. As of right now I am doing this for free but she asked me how much I charged fully expecting to pay. I guess there is a lot to think about.
So back to Cathy, I had so much fun going with her to the store, even after several frantic phone calls from us both b/c apparently we are both directionally challenged. Hey, we all have strengths and weaknesses.
One of my favorite things about Cathy is that she is very "brainy" She majored in biology and talking to her is like talking to a walking scientific/spiritual/psychological encyclopedia.
So, cheer Cathy on! I am so proud of her. She also as major back issues and has overcome so much. She is a strong runner and is now going to train at least one friend if not two. I love how the love of life changing running spreads! And I love my strong, stubborn, independent superwoman Cathy.
So have you ever trained anyone? What was your favorite part?
So for this Daily Sweat, we are going to check out the girl's process. And by girls, I dont mean my C cup is growing to unlimited proportions. I mean MY girls, my trainees:)
As you know, I have been training seven girls on the couch potato to 5k plan. Some have moved on and are ready to train for something else. The others are on week 3 and continue to blow me away each week. If you've ever run, you know that it is a love/hate relationship at first and overtime that goes away.
Some of the best things about running is that it is the time just for you. It's a major stress reliever. And you get cool medals. Cathy, on of the new trainees was so inspired, she wrote her own post about it the other day. It's quite hilarious and the parts about me deceiving her are all lies. Just ignore that. She still needs new shoes and a sports bra, so please encourage this girl to do so!!
I don't know where you are, but it is chilly here and the wind has started blowing pretty intensely. I love cooler temps but hate wind....especially when running.
I recently went back to boot camp for the first time since my surgery and really just took it easy. Burpees were a bit difficult but when are they not? I enjoyed being back with my line of girls sweatin' it out. We are trying to convince Sarah to join us in running so any manipulative messages would be appreciated.
Please join me in congratulating these girls and leave them comments of motivation to keep it up. You really can be a runner and like I always say," Running can save your life."
Oh and P.S. the girls nicknamed me Jillian Jr and are getting me shirts. I love it! But, I do think I am more like Bob. But, I guess that would be weird to have your shirt say Bob when you are clearly a woman. My teenager would love it.
This baby elephant (aka Freeing Sisyphus, aka Melody) is a little afraid. Full-on half marathon training starts for me this week. Although I’ve been running all summer, my average distance has only been 3 miles, max distance about 4.
Why afraid you ask?
I woke up the morning of the Monumental race fearful, like I had started so many mornings of my long runs – afraid I wouldn’t be able to do it. To admit this is hard, because I really believe and say all the time that people can do anything they set their mind too, but I didn’t even realize I was afraid. Standing there in the cold, dark, November morning waiting for the start of the race, tears welling in my eyes, my heart beating so fast, I couldn’t deny it anymore, I was scared. Why? Maybe I was scared of disappointing myself or my sister who was so proud of me. I suddenly realized that the 12-year old chunky girl (not really chunky – just body-dysmorphically chunky) with childhood asthma who thought that she’d never be able to run and the mid-20s woman who always seemed to break something had set up camp in my head 13 weeks before that moment and had been wreaking havoc ever since. When the horn blew, I told those two to bite it. I don’t know what happened, but it was like the moment I realized I was afraid, I was able to let it go. The first step I took I knew I was finishing that race and making my goal. The miles were easy.
Training for that race had not been easy. In case most of you haven’t guessed, I work very hard and very long hours. I often would have to get up for long runs after 6 days of work and school with little sleep to try and pound out a long run. There were times I just couldn’t make the mileage. Work was crazy as usual and October (my heavy training month) is what we in Finance call quarter-end which is another word for hell – 12-14 hr days, weekends, non-stop requests and non-stop phone calls. Keeping centered in the middle of that is/was hard. Add on early onset of cold weather in Minnesota and the darkness in the mornings (when I have to run to make sure to get it in), and you get less than ideal circumstances.
But, I did it, so why now the anxiety? Is it that ever since the summer solstice in late June I can feel the minutes of light in the morning are being taken away from me and that being new to the area I’m afraid I won’t find anyone to run with me so that I can get in my daily morning runs? Is it that because work has become crazy again? Is it that I really didn’t feel like I had a summer – MN had snow and ice on the ground in May (or at least it felt that way) -and, then we just got rain and chilly days until it turned to unbearable heat and humidity? Is it because Labor Day is around the corner and my non-summer is almost over?
This is just plain fear. My little sister turned me on to a concept coined by Joyce Meyer that fear is just False Evidence Appearing Real. As humans, most of us live the majority of our lives in fear without even knowing it – fear of the unknown, fear of change, fear of death, fear of losing our jobs, fear of being alone, fear of disappointing others, fear of not living up to expectations, fear of being fat, fear of being rejected, fear of being abandoned, fear of monsters (not really J, but you get my drift). The interesting part is that we create our own self-fulfilling narratives of fear without even knowing it. When small events happen, we give them exaggerated meaning in the story of ourselves. You know what I mean, times when you say things like, “I knew it was going to be a crappy day today because I spilled my coffee”. Or after a hard run saying to yourself, I knew that I wouldn’t be able to do this race, or when you make one small mistake, I knew I was going to screw that up. Or, have you ever taken an event like someone passing you without saying hi to convince yourself that the person hated you or was mad at you for doing or saying something to only find out later, they were just distracted. Have you ever gone on a bad date and come home saying I knew I’d always be alone? Have you ever stood on a scale and said I knew I wouldn’t be able to lose this weight?
We create realities and narratives by taking events and circumstances and giving them false meaning – we use them as evidence to convince us of a certain reality, or belief in ourselves or about others. Why do we do this? I think because we are human. What do we do about it? We acknowledge it….and sometimes, like the morning of my half marathon, acknowledging it is all it takes.
So, this morning, I’m facing it head on. I am a little afraid of the next 9 weeks, but I’m not going to let that stop me from starting my journey and conquering my fear day by day, run by run. Today as I set out on my distance run I’m not going to think of the obstacles that lie ahead. Instead I’m going to think about that moment of joy I felt crossing the finish line, and I’m going to think about how thankful I am that I have this day and this run.
Do you ever get a little afraid before a long run or even before a workout?
Gotta get going – Irene is bearing down upon us and there are some miles to put behind me before it’s time to batten down the hatches. Good luck to all that are setting out today on their long runs or rides. Rock on sweaters I know you really can do anything.
I absolutely love my c25ker's. They are not only accomplishing so much, but are becoming my great friends, I couldnt be more proud than to watch Valerie run the farthest she's ever gone or for 3 new girls to have the courage to start on day 1. Each morning and some nights, these girls make the choice to lace up their shoes and conquer their fears. I am so impressed and motivated by them! This was a big week with a lot of firsts so congrats girls! Don't ever sell yourself short.....or stop buying me delcious cupcakes, Stacia!
I also went with my OG's this week and they kicked my butt! I've never felt like such death after a run! But it was so good running with them. Amanda couldnt make it this week but I believe she will either be here Saturday or Sunday. Yep, thats 7 girls I am training all at different levels and I am one happy coach! I wanted to cry each and everytime someone hit their goals this week. Pricelss!
Keep at it girls.. I had a love/hate relationship with running for one year before I finally decided to love it. That was one year ago and even through all my injuries, Ive never looked back. I was beginning to lose my passion but these girts have definitely given that back to me!
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