As is generally the case in my life, I've been trying to get in better shape. This time I have a goal-my high school reunion is coming up in October. It's not as big as my father's last one where he mentioned many people were unable to attend due to death (their own), but it ain't a little number. Lets put it this way, me, the Fresh Prince and kids from Beverly Hills 90210 all graduated the same year.
In order to make the getting in shape fun, I decided I wanted to do a mud run. With the SGG. I mean, seriously, how could they say no to a mud run called the Pretty Muddy Women's Mud Run? One where they give us beer at the end? Turns out they can say no in a variety of interesting ways, but, because we're a gang, they are going to cheer for SGG-in -training, Katie and me while we rock this thing. And, they will be cheering in heels, blinged out shirts and tiaras. We will have the best cheerleaders EVER.
Having never run a 5K, much less one in the mud with obstacles I didn't want to make an (bigger than usual) ass of myself. Therefore I googled, "how to train for a 5K mud run."
Uh, yeah, apparently there is a belief in the running world that most people can easily run 3.1 miles, so when training for this type of race, it's best to focus on building upper body strength. I think they might be high-maybe on all those endorphins or stench of the sweat pouring from every part of their body-or else they've never met the majority of my friends. Or most people I know.
Dude, I can't run 3.1 miles yet. I don't think I've ever run 3.1 miles on purpose. Well, except for when I was a kid chasing the kid in the neighborhood Rosa and I used to beat up everyday. But he didn't even run fast, so it wasn't a challenge. And I was 10-years-old. Ten-year-olds don't even think running is hard. They aren't real smart, but they have a killer metabolism. Little bastards.
I'm only on day 2 of C25K, and I actually got slower today. This may be due in part to the fact as I rounded the AG barn at the high school (we're also supposed to run off-road) I smelled a skunk real close. I figured it was best not to go running up on it if I didn't want to get sprayed. NJ wouldn't let me in the house if I did. He's already told me. Repeatedly. Like, he almost wants it to happen so he can lock me out. I also tripped on an empty bag of goat feed. No, I am not making that up. Hell-o, this is me we're talking about people.
Don't even get me started about upper body strength. I mean, I can do 25 push-ups on my toes, but it ain't pretty. That's why I hide in my bedroom to do them.
So, I can't run 3.1 miles, although most people can do it with ease and I have no upper body strength (although I've been told I can punch really hard). I'm either really below average or an overachiever since I fail in both areas. Just depends if you're a glass half full kind of person, I guess.
Thank God Katie and I have 80 days to prep for this thing.
In order to make the getting in shape fun, I decided I wanted to do a mud run. With the SGG. I mean, seriously, how could they say no to a mud run called the Pretty Muddy Women's Mud Run? One where they give us beer at the end? Turns out they can say no in a variety of interesting ways, but, because we're a gang, they are going to cheer for SGG-in -training, Katie and me while we rock this thing. And, they will be cheering in heels, blinged out shirts and tiaras. We will have the best cheerleaders EVER.
Having never run a 5K, much less one in the mud with obstacles I didn't want to make an (bigger than usual) ass of myself. Therefore I googled, "how to train for a 5K mud run."
Uh, yeah, apparently there is a belief in the running world that most people can easily run 3.1 miles, so when training for this type of race, it's best to focus on building upper body strength. I think they might be high-maybe on all those endorphins or stench of the sweat pouring from every part of their body-or else they've never met the majority of my friends. Or most people I know.
Dude, I can't run 3.1 miles yet. I don't think I've ever run 3.1 miles on purpose. Well, except for when I was a kid chasing the kid in the neighborhood Rosa and I used to beat up everyday. But he didn't even run fast, so it wasn't a challenge. And I was 10-years-old. Ten-year-olds don't even think running is hard. They aren't real smart, but they have a killer metabolism. Little bastards.
I'm only on day 2 of C25K, and I actually got slower today. This may be due in part to the fact as I rounded the AG barn at the high school (we're also supposed to run off-road) I smelled a skunk real close. I figured it was best not to go running up on it if I didn't want to get sprayed. NJ wouldn't let me in the house if I did. He's already told me. Repeatedly. Like, he almost wants it to happen so he can lock me out. I also tripped on an empty bag of goat feed. No, I am not making that up. Hell-o, this is me we're talking about people.
Don't even get me started about upper body strength. I mean, I can do 25 push-ups on my toes, but it ain't pretty. That's why I hide in my bedroom to do them.
So, I can't run 3.1 miles, although most people can do it with ease and I have no upper body strength (although I've been told I can punch really hard). I'm either really below average or an overachiever since I fail in both areas. Just depends if you're a glass half full kind of person, I guess.
Thank God Katie and I have 80 days to prep for this thing.
5 comments:
More power too ya. I wish I could run. heck i have a hard enough time chasing the dog down when he's acting crazy or we're just playing LOL.
Good luck in it
Ah yes, the good old school reunion motivation. It's almost as good as the family-wedding-coming-up motivation. Cause social functions come and go, but the photos last forever!
It's worth it. Trust me.
When I was declared one of the non-agers at my high school reunion I looked all surprised and acted like I had no idea. Never mind that I had on the dress that I always get told I look so good in and killer shoes to go with it; also had freshly done hair and had just lost a ton of weight.
Like Kellie above says: those photos last forever!
Oh and running can be fun- after you get past the part where you feel like you want to kill somebody or just flop on the ground and die yourself!
So this is what those FB status blurbs are all about. The ones that make me feel insanely fat an inadequate, ha!
Oh... and weak. I forgot weak.
You go girl.
What Rachel said.
I was wondering which bug got up your butt to start with the mega-working out thing. Would you send that bug my way, because I don't have desire to step back in the gym and I really, really need to.
You WILL post pictures, right? Because I'm super impressed.
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