Up and R-U-N-N-O-F-T

(Editors note:  DANG, I love that movie!)

I've been feeling pretty sassy about my running self.  Up until this week, that is.

I had one really kick ass day.  Like hard core kick ass. More kick ass than all my previous kick ass days.  I was on FIYAH (so were my legs, but that's beside the point). Then, as quickly as it came, it was gone.  So I had a conversation with 2 fellow runners from work.

Me:  So. When does it stop sucking?
Runner 1:  Race day.
Runner 2:  Yep.  Race day.
Me:  Let me rephrase, when do I stop sucking?

I explained the really rad days, followed by the days when I want to die a minute or so in.  Their response?  IT'S NORMAL.

Seriously?  It's normal? Somebody couldn't have let me in on that little nugget of knowledge before I had myself feeling like a schmuck who will never finish 13.1 miles?  But that's alright.  Now I know I'm not alone in the bad days, I will take them as they come, and I'll do my best.  And I'll try to do better on my next run.

BURNINATION!

I don't hate running.  I thought I would.  Truth be told, sometimes in the midst of running, there is some cussin' going on in my head. (Okay, you win.  A LOT of cussin'.)  So tonight, I pulled my data from my fabulous Polar FT40 since the beginning of the year:

11 workouts, ranging from 197-629 calories burned for a grand total of

(..... wait for it......)

3,758 calories BURNINATED!!!!

That, dear readers, is why I don't hate running.

just some stuff

I've been able to get out running a few times now.  Everyone's favorite question - how was it?  My favorite response  - I didn't die!  I can't lie, it's been tough getting started, mostly because of our crappy Ohio winter.  My lungs just can't hang with the cold air, but any time it's above 35, I'm out there!  I'm hoping that the bitter cold spells are over for the season, and I can start getting some consistency going.  I even got out tonight with this bronchial infection that has me barking like a seal.  (Yes, mom, I took it easy.)

I've decided that the BEST part of running is that the sleeves on running shirts have thumb holes!  I looooove thumb holes!  I want all of my shirts to have them!

Oh, and the shoes.  I could never have imagined that I could run without my feet screaming in agony.  I actually look forward to putting these suckers on.  They may not be terribly pretty, but they are oh-so-dreamy on my tootsies.  Saucony Triumph 10.

Yep.  They're orange.  And tacky.  And I *heart* them.

High Gear? Not so much.

At this very moment, in my Gem City backyard, it is 10 degrees.  Fahrenheit.

TEN DEGREES.

What has two thumbs and isn't crazy enough to be out trying to run in this nonsense?  This girl.

So what have I been doing since I signed up?  A fair amount of shopping.  My friend Cyndee took me to get fitted for running shoes.  They are.... well, they're orange.  Tacky, but fun.  And folks driving down the street aren't gonna miss me.  I bought a little bit of cold weather gear, too.  Sticker shock, much?

The boy and I did get out yesterday for a little bit and do a few miles of walking on the bike path.  Walking by the water on a cold windy day, 2-3 miles was about all I could handle.  It wasn't much, but it was a start!  And I did about 45 minutes of cardio tonight, since it's brutally cold outside.

Just waiting for this horrible weather to move on out.  I'm jonesin' to really get into some training!!!