A Nice Day for a Ride

For the first time, I got to ride a motorcycle. That was way too fun.

By the by, I think my muscles are finally getting back to normal in enough time to try for 9 miles tomorrow! This morning, my entire upper body was screaming pain.

More Cheese, Please!

Unexpected Training Update

- "Completed" with the help of another training partner:

For the most part, using a hatchet, chopped the top portion of a dead tree trunk spanning approximately 12 inches in diameter.
- exerted much upper body strength as well as a good horse stance on supporting branches to gain better leverage.

In other news...
The 9 mile run didn't happen due to sleep over-ruling the insane portion of my mind that even wanted to go on the run in the first place.

My legs got a fair workout with constant squatting or kneeling while pulling up weeds.

and...

MY ABS STILL HURT!

Top Story:
YAY! I received an awesome gift from a great friend! I'll have to show it off! Can't wait!

Somebody Bring the Cheese...

...I need to whine:

IT HURTS!

...ah well, try for 9 miles tomorrow ;0)

A Glutton for Punishment

LSD twice in one week is torture; however...I'M LOVING IT!!

I think I actually am losing some inches...??? Don't know for sure but some of my pants are slightly looser.

By the by, those "adjusted" crunches are killing me! My abs are so sore from those as well as coughing up a lung, it is even difficult to breathe. Ah well, enough belly aching for now.

Training Update in Chesapeake:

10 laps! WAAAAHOOOO! My farthest and longest distance so far this rock n' roll training season. Final time: 1:34:45 for 7 and a half miles. Three mile split: 00:34:39. And six mile split: 1:14:11. Yeah, yeah. I totally slacked off towards the end there, but I wanted to make sure I finished the 10 laps.

Believe it or not, I was actually pacing myself for the first 2 and 3/4 miles. The last quarter I kinda died. From then on, I stopped pacing and simply concentrated on getting in my 10.

Martial arts training was nice and easy, considering I could barely move. An interested mom and son came by for the last twenty-five minutes or so and watched training. I think we may have convinced her to stay. She liked the idea that I substituted physical therapy with a trained therapist for martial arts training. Martial arts has always been beneficial for my health and well-being.

More LSD...

That was so much fun! I really didn't think I would manage anything more than maybe 3 miles; however, that was not to be the case:

Today's training update consisted of 9 laps (which is approximately 6 and 3/4 miles)!! WOOHOO! Slowly but, surely I will be able to do 8 miles no problem! I can't wait. The last laps were paced at 8 minutes. That was a pain but well worth the effort. All together is 1:14:43. The 3 mile split is 00:33. I really wanted to do the last 10th lap that I've been saying I would do but have failed over the past couple weeks since Chesapeake training had started. Unfortunately, time moved faster than I.

My training partner has introduced me to some different crunches that should force me to lose some of the inches I've been desperately trying to shed.

Self-defense martial arts training immediately followed the run. My legs felt like jello, but I felt extraordinarily good.

Much of this is a surprise considering my weekend was spent with my cousin, her twins, my aunts and uncle, and two ginormous dogs! I am totally allergic to the dogs. For some odd reason I thought the dogs would not be around all the time, oh well, that's what I get for thinking. After the run, my throat felt it was on fire and I couldn't seem to catch my breath. I think I need to hack-up a hairball!!

On the Road Again

Another weekend away. Should be fun! This time I'm with my crazy aunts and uncle!!

LSD Time!

Today's Training Update involves what some runners call "LSD", Long Slow Distances. And that is precisely what I did considering not enough strength has returned to my body.

I worked out at Chesapeake run/walking for 1:15:23. I ran about 4 miles of the 7 laps. Immediately following I endured martial arts training, starting with 50 crunches and 40 table push-ups. Not one of my better days when practicing self-defense, speed, and instinctual reflexes. My head still refuses to allow me to see, think, or even walk straight. Time and rest is the only cure. Oh well.