One day you wake up and your shorts don't fit...

So this morning I woke up and put on a pair of triathlon shorts that I have not worn in some time and jumped on my bike. I had a great ride and really enjoyed myself, which doesn't happen too often on the bike. After the ride was over I was doing some things around the house before jumping in the shower and still had the shorts on. What I discovered was that my shorts continuously slipped down and were quite big. So what is a triathlete to do ... go shopping for new shorts. This isn't a bad situation to be in, it fact it is a good problem to have. The only downside...I hate shopping for tri clothes. However, I will suck it up and do my best to find a size that fits.

After taking those five days off from workouts, April 6 - 10, 2015, I have worked out 9 days in a row and on some occasions it has been multiple workouts in a day. I feel good and the plantar fasciitis hasn't been bothering me too much. On Friday I had my first brick of the triathlon season...a little bike and a little run. I will have to schedule a few more of those into my workout schedule.

Yesterday I purchased a new pair of running shoes. It always amazes me that I don't bat an eye when the sales person tells me my sneakers are $120. I happily put the money down and walk out with my new shoes. Now if you took me shoe shopping I would be complaining the entire time how much i hate to buy shoes and I would not even look at a shoe that cost more than $40... now you know where my priorities lie!

Well I have to run and get the gym bag packed for my morning swim.

5 days off...

So the last day that I worked out was Easter Sunday, April 5th.  After the woman in church predicted that I would have a red headed baby.  I don't know what happened to me this week.  I was tired so in the morning I hit the snooze button a few too many times and in the evening I stayed at work way too long or had plans after work.  On Friday I travelled for work and had an event to attend.  Mostly I was just tired.  Funny thing is that I did notice I was sore during the week that I didn't workout compared to the weeks that I do.  My hips were bothering me and I didn't feel very good about myself.  The moral of this story, don't take a week off.

Today I was in NYC for work.  I actually had the day to myself.  I came down yesterday for an event and I have a meeting tomorrow but today I didn't have anything planned.  I should have spent the day doing school work but it was way too nice out.

After staying up to watch the Red Sox beat the Yankees or at least I tried...I fell asleep around 1 a.m. not knowing who won.  It was nice to wake up at 8:00 a.m. to see Boston won and that it was a gorgeous day outside.  I went for breakfast and had plans to meet an alumna from Ithaca College for lunch. I am staying on West 57th Street and our plan was to meet on 31st  so I decided to walk the 26 blocks.  After lunch I treated myself to a mani/pedi.  I had done some research and found a really nice nail salon on Madison Avenue.  After that special treat I continued my walk back to my hotel stopping in Barnes and Noble and a few other places.

I finished the afternoon by heading to Central Park for a run/walk and really enjoyed myself.  The workout felt great except that my plantar fasciitis started to bother me during my workout.  At one point I stepped off a curb and I felt the pain shooting through my foot.  I prayed to God and said please no!! If you have ever had plantar fasciitis you know that it can be very painful and can last way too long. So I am hoping it doesn't plan on sticking around for too long.

However, I will not let this slow me down.  I will stretch, ice, roll it out ... I will do whatever it takes.  (Yes I started stretching it this evening and iced it.)  I haven't rolled it out yet because I don't have anything with me hard enough to use.

I will not use this as an excuse, the workouts will continue.  I have a lot of work to do to lose a total of 45 pounds by June 8th which is my goal. That deadline is 8 weeks away! Working out is what helps me the most. I can not do this alone ... I depend upon those workouts so I can't afford another week like last week.

Keep moving forward.

Happy Easter

So this Easter, similar to years past, I have traveled to Virginia with my Dad to celebrate the holiday with my sister.  This morning like so many others I got up, put on my Easter best and headed to Mass.   My sister lives in Ashburn, VA which is considered the metro DC area and very close to Dulles airport and belongs to St. Therese Catholic Church.  It is a very large church and with a very large membership.

So off to Church I went; entered the pew with my family and sat next to an older southern woman.  As I sat down the older woman looked at me and said ... your baby is going to have red hair.  I looked at her wondering who she was talking to and realized she was talking to me.  First I thought to myself, only if there was an immaculate conception! Instead, I looked at her and said, I am not pregnant.  I wanted to die ... way to kill my self esteem lady.  I wanted out of that church so badly.  Easter is supposed to be a joyous occasion and instead my confidence was crumbling and I was hurt.

I was wearing a new dress, which I bought last month and it was a size smaller.  I had just gone shopping the day before and bought three new pairs of pants and several tops all of which were smaller sizes.  And finally I had completed a week of workouts and didn't miss one; I had swam, biked and ran and felt great.  Then you hear this comment and everything disappears.

I realize the woman didn't mean anything by it.  She continued to apologize throughout mass and all I wanted to say was let it go lady but I smiled politely and said it was ok.  She wasn't trying to be mean but words can hurt. How can a total stranger who knows nothing about me, make me question all of my hard work?

So guess what? A workout has been added to my calendar today.  In fact I think I will head out soon before dinner is served.

Jesus give me strength to keep moving forward!!!  Happy Easter everyone!!

And if  you are wondering I probably would have kids with red hair.  My dad and aunt were red heads and my natural highlights are red!!