Back on February 24th I ran a half marathon which I believe I told you about. The first 8 miles of that run went really well, I even surprised myself how well things were going. Well the last 5 miles were a different story. My right hip and foot were killing me during the 2nd half of the run and it slowed me down. For about a month after that I eased up on my running in order to let the inflammation go away and to recover a bit. The next couple of weeks I was traveling quite a bit for work so my other workouts became a bit limited while on the road. I didn't have my bike to ride and not every hotel I stayed at had a pool.
During this time I got into a "Funk" and I was struggling to get out of it. I knew it was happening but I couldn't stop it. It wasn't that I didn't feel well and I wasn't in a bad mood I was just blase. I knew that if I didn't put a stop to this feeling it would spiral out of control ... and I didn't have time for that! So last night before I fell asleep I told myself that TODAY would be the first day out of the Funk, and only I could make that happen.
So when my alarm went off I got up and headed down to the Mountain Goat training run, which I was volunteering at for Team Believe. I chalked the roads and cheered on my friends as they ran the course. After that was over I headed to the CNY Triathlon Club's WTF for the new member orientation. It was my first official duty as Club President ... in the air you could feel excitement and nervousness. It is always exciting to meet new triathletes.
When that was over I headed home for lunch because I was starving and to change in order to head out for a run myself. What a beautiful day outside!! I had a great run and I enjoyed the warmth of the sun!! TODAY was the first day out of my FUNK!!! No more procrastinating ... TODAY is the day ...
To quote one of my favorite authors, and fellow Springfield, MA native, Dr. Seuss, Today is your day! Your mountain is waiting. So...get on your way!!
Boston Strong!
Are we there yet ...
PS: after three weeks I am down 3.5 pounds!!
This started as a place to share my training for my 1st 70.3 Ironman. It then became a place I shared my struggles with my weight and fighting Type 2 diabetes. Over 5 years ago it became a blog sharing my journey as a post bariatric surgery athlete. Since 2016 I have completed 4 full marathons, three 70.3 distances, and my first Ironman Lake Placid. Now I am back to share my training for my 2nd Ironman, my struggles with low iron levels and my continued fight with my weight.
Saturday, April 27, 2013
Sunday, April 21, 2013
86 beats a minute.
In 2001 I was training for my first triathlon and during that process I also lost 50 pounds. So my days were spent swimming, biking and running. One day I signed up to give blood at a local blood drive. As you know when you go to give blood they take your blood pressure but also your pulse. Well that morning the nurse who was working with me took my pulse several times. She then pulled out this rules book and checked my pulse against a chart; she took my pulse again. She then went and got her supervisor who took my pulse. I finally asked if something was wrong? The supervisor then asked me, "are you a runner?" I answered yes I am! She told the nurse I was fine. Come to find out my pulse was under 60 beats a minute, which could be a problem if you were giving blood. However do to the fact that I was a runner and active I was fine.
On Monday, after the bomb went off at the Boston Marathon I felt helpless 300 miles away. As a marathoner and a Massachusetts native I wanted to do something! I needed to do something and prayers just didn't seem like enough, so I decided to go and give blood. I arrived at the blood drive and the same process began paperwork, blood pressure and pulse. However, this time they didn't ask if I was a runner. My pulse was 86 beats a minute. I was able to give blood but running (no pun intended) through my head was the fact that my pulse was high and they didn't ask if I was a runner! Now I have given blood since 2001 but every time they take my pulse I think back to that day in 2001.
I know I wasn't there for myself and I was there to do something for others but it was a reminder that I have to do so much for myself. Is it weird that I want to measure my activity success by my heart beats per minute? I am scheduled to give blood again in 8 weeks! We will see what happens.
Today I end this entry with...
BOSTON STRONG!!
On Monday, after the bomb went off at the Boston Marathon I felt helpless 300 miles away. As a marathoner and a Massachusetts native I wanted to do something! I needed to do something and prayers just didn't seem like enough, so I decided to go and give blood. I arrived at the blood drive and the same process began paperwork, blood pressure and pulse. However, this time they didn't ask if I was a runner. My pulse was 86 beats a minute. I was able to give blood but running (no pun intended) through my head was the fact that my pulse was high and they didn't ask if I was a runner! Now I have given blood since 2001 but every time they take my pulse I think back to that day in 2001.
I know I wasn't there for myself and I was there to do something for others but it was a reminder that I have to do so much for myself. Is it weird that I want to measure my activity success by my heart beats per minute? I am scheduled to give blood again in 8 weeks! We will see what happens.
Today I end this entry with...
BOSTON STRONG!!
Wednesday, April 10, 2013
Putting it all out there...
Since I made the decision not to complete the 70.3 this year I had to refocus and make something else a priority. That priority is my weight and working at getting it lowered. I believe by working on the weight loss it everything else will fall into place. So of course when you are working on calories in and calories out ... sometimes things have to be given up and/or restricted ... if you notice I didn't write that dirty four letter word, D-I-E-T. I couldn't just start another diet I had to change things in my life. I decided to start this change by focusing first on some very simple things but keeping in mind that these simple changes can make a huge difference. These changes are:
1. No Soda
2. No chips (chips, Doritos, Pringle's, Etc..)
3. No processed food
4. No fried food
5. Drink water
6. Get 7 -8 hours of sleep
It's not always easy but all I can do is take it one day at a time and sometimes one meal at a time. I added the picture above because when I first read it I thought to myself that's such a simple concept. The hard part is remembering this before you eat!
Another hard thing is putting all of this out there...
Are we there yet ...
Tri Mo Tri
1. No Soda
2. No chips (chips, Doritos, Pringle's, Etc..)
3. No processed food
4. No fried food
5. Drink water
6. Get 7 -8 hours of sleep
It's not always easy but all I can do is take it one day at a time and sometimes one meal at a time. I added the picture above because when I first read it I thought to myself that's such a simple concept. The hard part is remembering this before you eat!
Another hard thing is putting all of this out there...
Are we there yet ...
Tri Mo Tri
Sunday, March 31, 2013
On Hold...
For weeks something heavy was weighing on my shoulders I had to make a decision and it wasn't going to be easy. Back in January my life had taken a 180 degree turn. I had a new job (which I love), I was now commuting almost 3 hours a day and I was traveling a lot for work. So for the last two months I have been trying to create a balance in my life of work, travel, commuting, sleep, volunteering and training ... I felt like I was becoming a "jack of all trades but a master of none". What should I do? This question loomed over me for weeks. Well last Saturday I woke up and made my decision. I said it out loud to myself and it felt like the world had been lifted off my shoulders. Even though I made the decision I was nervous about telling people. I knew it was the right decision but I didn't know what other people would say. I shared my decision with a few friends and they agreed that it was the best decision for me. I had thought about it for a long time and the decision was well thought out. I decided to put my 70.3 training on hold and try to defer my race entry until 2014. Due to my new job, the commuting and my travel my training has not been consistent. It becomes hard to swim when you don't have access to a pool for a week because the hotel you are staying in didn't have a pool. Or it is hard to get some time in on your bike when your bike was at home but you were 100s and 100s of miles away. Not only was training suffering physically, mentally I had my doubts too. I shared my decision with my coach and he too thought it was the best decision. He told me that I should not worry about what others thought and that I was not quitting just putting it on hold. He is right ... I still have three half marathons, three sprint triathlons scheduled, and open water swim and countless other races to focus on this summer. As much as we want to think we can do it all sometimes we have to say no. I did the 70.3 last year and I know what I need to do to be ready ... and I wasn't going to be ready. I have put it on hold...
Sunday, March 3, 2013
Must keep running...

Even though I got out and finished both events I struggled a bit during these events due to some recurring injuries. I have this strange problem with my right foot. When I run I can tell you exactly when I hit the four mile mark because this foot becomes inflamed and it begins to cramp. My foot feels like it is on fire. And if it is hot out it is even worse. So thank God that it was cold Sunday because it numbed the pain a bit. I also have some hip problems that I have had for 10 years that can get inflamed and will bother me. Well during the half marathon both areas on the same leg bothered me a lot. As a result I think I changed my gate a bit and I did something to my left foot. I will say that the first 7 miles of this half went really well. I was making great time on the course and was really excited about that. However, after mile 7 all went down hill.
After this event was over the past week I spent my time walking, stretching and rolling out my sore muscles. I had to be ready for yesterday's Tipp Hill Run. I didn't know how the four mile run would go since I was still sore and my feet were bothering me. So when the gun went off I didn't start my watch and decided my goal that day was to just run the course and finish. And I did just that ... I was in pain and I took it slow but I ran the entire course except for the last hill which I have to admit is a Beatch!! And I survived my week of running! The goal now is to figure out what is going on with this foot. I have a lot more runs ahead of me and I can't be sidelined with pain. I have gone to doctors before with the problem but it is a mystery to all of us since we can't find what is wrong! This week will be a lot of swimming and biking so we can rest these paws of mine!!
Are we there yet??
Friday, March 1, 2013
A thought...
I have had one thought going through my head lately ... or maybe it is one question....
Can you be your own worst enemy??
Can you be your own worst enemy??
Tuesday, February 19, 2013
Dealing with a new challenge...
The half marathon is scheduled for Sunday, February 24th and on Sunday, February 17th I get hit with a head cold. I haven't been sick in so long and now I get hit with this. I am actually home from work today trying to get rid of this thing. Will this effect me on Sunday? Right now I feel like crap and I have absolutely no energy! Let's hope this turns around soon!!
Are we there yet??
Are we there yet??
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