Black Team Week 17!

Oops....didn't intend for it to sound that way. There would have been a day/time that I would have been disappointed. With that being said, it's taken me a long time to be okay with me. With how I look, how far/fast I run, etc. Could I have run faster? Maybe. Probably. Did I finish? Yes. Regardless of how fast I ran? Yes. I know that is what is important. Who cares that I was 144 out of 144 that they timed? I wasn't dead last because they stopped timing at an hour. And, I'm not dead so there are positives oozing out everywhere! Yay me! Go me!

I also forgot to mention that hubs and the kiddos were waiting for me at the finish line! It felt wonderful to have them there.

I ran 3 timed 5Ks and 1 un-timed 5K last spring/summer. This was my first 8K and my first run of the year. This is the first time that I've had someone waiting at the finish line for me.

Sometimes learning to be proud of what we do is hard, but you have a lot to be proud of! An hour is not a shabby time. At all. I have never sucked it up and gone and officially ran any timed race, partly because I don't want to go through the I could have/ I should have/ I wish I would haves and beat myself up afterward. Silly.

I see other people post on Facebook their 5K, 10K, Half times and I know I could never do that well. In the long run, it shouldn't matter. We should be out there for ourselves, not to beat somebody else.

The fact of the matter for me. I never was a runner. EVER. I should be thrilled I can do it now, not worried that I'll be ashamed of my time. I like to run a 12 minute mile, 5 miles an hour pace, it's comfortable for me. So I would have been crossing the finish line at the hour point right there with you girl!

I did hear on the radio today they are doing the gate to gate run Memorial Day on base. I think it's a 4.4 mile run. I should do it, huh?

Absolutely you should do it. I like to run at 5mph too. When I run on the road I usually always start out faster than I should. I need a speedometer hooked to my *kitten* that'll shock me when I run too fast.

When I was in High School, I was the girl who would almost throw up after doing 1/4 mile. The fact that I can run not just one mile but three, without stopping. . . is huge for me.

Tamara - Glad everything is okay.

Kati- WTG on the run lady ! I'm proud of you.

Lori- I thought I posted this already but can't find it so Wow..you looked great.

W9D1 is in the books. I did just short of 2.5 miles. So they say it should be 3 miles but I would be a fool to think I could go out there and run a 10 min mile. I'll get the distance in and go faster eventually.

:explode: Poo poo..........felt great this morning, got a bunch of stuff done (and some work-cant believe I opened my computer on vacation stupid head) wasted all that funshine, sunshine time.............and when I went to leave to go buy new jammies for vacay, I got a freaking migraine:mad:

greetings beloved yet silent team-- wherefore art thous? (plural of thou, dontchaknow?)

Just had a gloriously strong run-- my shoes went on totally pain free-- it usually kills me to even put the flippin' things on-- no pain to put 'em on, no pain to walk, no pain running-- wow-- what a blessing. Beasted a 3 mile run-- woot.

Also had a lovely day-- the Lord reminded me that blessings and beauty abound if you take your eyes off yourself long enough to realize it.

We purchased 2 used washing machines on eBay-- one for 99 cents-- can you believe it? Had to pick 'em up-- and our travels took us within 30 minutes of my mother-in-law-- so we visited her for 2 hours. Always bittersweet-- I asked her how she is. She answers, "I'm all right. I manage. I don't belong here." Breaks your heart.

Our journey to the second machine took us to the foot of the Blue Mountain in rural Pennsylvania-- thunderstorms had blown through hours earlier, leaving the air crisp and clean, and clear and lovely. We got there just before sunset, and the whole land had a gorgeous golden hue-- spring blossoms everywhere-- simply breathtaking--

We were quite a crew-- 6 of our kids, Bandit the dog, hubs and I, and 2 washing machines in our 15 passenger mega van-- stopped for a dinner of REAL pizza at an Italian restaurant-- none of the "fast food" fake pizza crap-- total blessing.

A long lost friend contacted me today-- one I thought I'd lost, so for that I also rejoice--

So tonight, my friends, I am reminded that life is hard, yes, but the blessings abound--

love to all-- must type.

marla, you have a way with words. love to read your posts. I had the whole family here this weekend. loved every min of it. Like the rest of you I have many blessings. good luck to everyone. richie

good morning black team! apparently, today is star wars day.....so, May the 4th be with you :laugh:

i know, it's lame, but it made me giggle.

have a great day everyone!!


edit: i just noticed my pregnancy ticker.... hot dog or cheeseburger?! eww:noway:

Been doing some thinking and soul searching about where I need to go next in this journey toward a better me. Here is what I know:

* I have been at the same weight for a year, I tried really hard to lose more at first, but now, I have to admit for the past half a year (or better) I have seemed to sit back and accept status quo- bouncing up a little bit, then back down to my ok range of 151-153- of course throwing in the occassional burst of trying hard again, but never long lived.

*Along with status quo on my weight, I've adopted a ho-hum attitude toward working out. I used to get bummed if I didn't burn over 1000 calories, now I am happy if I burn 400-600. I still do it, but I don't do it with the same intensity that I did in the past.

*I used to plan meals, count everything, log everything. Now, occassionly I log, but can't say I've done it for any length of time in quite a while. When I ate really good, it did not include sweets, because they are not really good for me. Now I let them enter my diet way too frequently.

*I used to have goals, I wanted to weigh 140 and thought maybe even a size 6 was on the horizon. Somewhere along the way, I became content with where I was at.

*I was very into my lifting, I loved seeing new muscles. Now I haven't created a new workout for lifting in months, I am half hearted with my lifting, I throw it in here and there, I avoid leg days and I haven't done abs for months.

When did all this happen? When did I decide just to coast? Sure I haven't gained any back, but when did my goals disappear? When did I lose the fight to get where I REALLY want to be, not just where I can be content?

I admit working and not seeing results is frustrating as anything, but in being honest with myself, I haven't been working really hard in a while- I am merely coasting and maintaining. I think somewhere along the way when you give it your all and don't get what you want it takes some wind out of your sails- however that's an excuse.

I need a plan my friends. Really, truly, I need a burst of energy. I need to get back to where I used to be. I need goals. I am 110% certain I still have fat to lose. I should want to be even a better me. Now the trick is to get my head there, my body will follow. The head is the hard part.

Becoming a better me is an exhausting mental journey.

Morning all!

rough night in my house last night!! Madison was up every 30 minutes from 12:30 until 6:30. but didn't sleep very well before that either. Fever, ear pain, draining from her ear, vomiting. oh the joys of kids and no insurance.

on a better note my SIL had her baby last night. 8lbs 8oz 21 inches long. Poor momma was so scared they kept telling her that he was going to be 9lbs 12oz.

beth my hubby says he likes that saying.

I'm sorry Sam-- we lucked out and got New Jersey Medicare-- tricky times we're in. Hugs to Madison and her mama.

Big baby!! Woo-- 8-8-- wow-- congrats, Auntie Samantha!

Morning all!

rough night in my house last night!! Madison was up every 30 minutes from 12:30 until 6:30. but didn't sleep very well before that either. Fever, ear pain, draining from her ear, vomiting. oh the joys of kids and no insurance.

on a better note my SIL had her baby last night. 8lbs 8oz 21 inches long. Poor momma was so scared they kept telling her that he was going to be 9lbs 12oz.

beth my hubby says he likes that saying.

Oh Sam, I hope Madison starts feeling better...
Congrats on the babino. Yikes! My last one was 8lbs 10 oz...I thought he was going to come out shaving he looked so big!

good morning black team! apparently, today is star wars day.....so, May the 4th be with you :laugh:

i know, it's lame, but it made me giggle.

have a great day everyone!!


edit: i just noticed my pregnancy ticker.... hot dog or cheeseburger?! eww:noway:

:laugh: :laugh: