Saturday, 2 January 2016

Wherein I discuss the blog title.



I have been blabbing on about juicing and being a fatty, and haven't said too much about the ostensible reason for writing this blog: Running.

First, the title. I am rubenesque, no two ways about it. Even when I was a skinny teenager I had an hour-glass figure. As I aged into my 20s, my boobs got bigger. On the occasions when I did decide to get fit and tried to run, I needed two bras. Clothes fit like shit, my shoulders hurt, and I started to slouch because I was self-conscious. I finally got a breast reduction when I was 45.  Even then, I was a D cup.

I had been warned by my plastic surgeon that any change in weight would result in a change in my breasts (duh). Even knowing that to be true through personal experience and professional advice I wasn't wise enough to take care of myself. In 2012 I was 217 pounds, out of shape, with bigger boobs than ever, and deeply unhappy. My husband and I were both motivated to make some lifestyle changes so in spring of that year T. bought the Jillian Michaels Body Revolution. We followed it faithfully. I lost 40 pounds, and T. lost about the same. We were both in great shape, and felt and looked terrific. In July 2012 I ran the River Run Classic 10K in 1:07:34, which is not a blistering time, but was fast for me. After all, at 5'-11" I was rubenesque.

Still, I didn't learn my lesson. Over the last 3.5 years I've gained all of the weight back, and then some. I'm back to being fat and unhappy. I want to get fit and have fun again. I want to fit back into my clothes. I want to be able to go up and down stairs without getting out of breath and having sore knees, let alone ski and hike and play soccer and bike.

Besides, even though I hated running at first, the better I got at it the more I liked it. I want that to feel that way again. And juicing and dieting and Jillian Michaels aside, that is what this blog is for. The juicing and dieting and Jillian Michaels are merely tools to get that feeling back.

My racing plans are ambitious but go big or go home, amirite?

Saskatchewan Marathon, Sunday May 29
10K
Goal is to meet or beat my last Okanogan Marathon 10K time of 1:19:08

Summit Run (Prince Albert), Mid June
10K
Goal is to meet or beat my PR of 1:07:34

River Run Classic, Mid July
Half Marathon
Goal it to meet or beat my 2012 Flatlanders PR of approximately 2:45

Queen City Marathon (Regina) Mid September
Marathon
Goal is to finish!

Flatlanders Half Narration (Regina) Mid October
Half Marathon
Goal is to meet or beat my 2012 Flatlanders PR of approximately 2:45

Naturally, the overall goal is to remain injury-free, healthy, and happy.

Here's to the new me!





January stats.




I guess if you want to get technical, I never even made it to day 1.

Weight:  239
Base of neck:  15"
Upper arm:  15"
Bust:  50"
Waist:  46"
Hips:  48"
Upper thigh:  28"

A few observations:
  • I am a rectangle
  • My upper thigh is 2" bigger than my waist was when I was 17
  • My waist is 20" bigger than it was when I was 17
  • I have a long way to go

Now, about the diet. T. and I celebrated New Year's Eve last night. The bars were fairly empty, which was awesome!  We drank a bunch of beer, then came back home and ate taquitoes and drank some Irish cream. It was total fun, but the unfortunate result was a hangover today. And when I'm hungover, I have low blood sugar. That makes me feel sick as fuck. All that will make me feel even remotely human is a Big Mac Meal with a Coke. Disgusting, but effective.

 
 
    Also, we have a shit-tonne of leftover burgoo and fried chicken to eat, and I hate wasting food (obviously), so I'll eat the shit out of that tasty southern grease and start the juice fast tomorrow. The advantage is that T. can start his reboot at the same time.
    As for today's exercise, all I can do cringe with embarrassment. I had intended doing Jillian Michaels' Body Revolution Workout 1, but our exercise room is full of Christmas crap, so my first workout will be cleaning that shit up. Ha?

    T. and I did go for a walk though, and I am disproportionately pleased with myself. Its the first workout in my Nike 10K training plan, so at least I didn't fuck that up. Maybe I'll get that Jillian workout in later tonight, and I'll definitely drink the juice I made yesterday.  I'll go shopping and get more veggies to juice. It's not all bad. At least I started. As Scarlett O'Hara was fond of saying, "tomorrow is another day".