Posts Tagged ‘run for your lives’
Although I am a few days late in posting this, let me first announce the winner of the Run for Your Lives Indianapolis Race Tickets Giveaway!
Chosen via random.org, our winner is comment #1!
Congrats to Amanda Heathman and her husband! I hope you enjoy the race.
And on to other news…
I am VERY excited about my weigh-in on Wednesday. Last time I checked the scale, it seems I am clearly on target to get below 360! Woo hoo! That will put me ever closer to hitting the 50 pound mark.
The main thing that I am finding helps me right now is visualization.
I’ve made no secret of the fact that I am vain. My fitness goal, honestly, is to look like this.
Heck, you can judge me. But I want to look like Ryan Reynolds. I want his arms and I really want his abs.
Right now, whether I am flying through a cardio workout or struggling with Jillian Michaels yelling at me, I literally visualize my way through the workout.
No, I don’t necessarily think about Ryan Reynolds’ abs for the entire time. (Much.)
I mostly envision the physical body I hope to have.
Don’t get me wrong – I KNOW I have a long way to go. I know that to even get a semblance of that body will eventually require a tummy tuck and a much stricter, cleaner diet than I am eating currently.
As for the tummy tuck, I freaking can’t wait. I know it’ll hurt, both my body and my wallet, but I want to do it so badly I can taste it.
And as for the diet, well… I’m a firm believer that moderation in all things is key. However, as I stick to my healthy eating plan (which is just “eat less junk and more real food”), I find myself gravitating to healthier and healthier options.
So, my tip in all of this? Visualize. Think through your workout. Picture your end result. Right now, I’m not worrying about if it is super realistic or attainable. I’m doing what I have to do to get through each drop of sweat.
No matter where I am, the end result will be worth it.
This is definitely the highest dollar amount giveaway I’ve ever done, and this one is coming out of my own pocket.
I am giving away two tickets to the 9 a.m. wave of the Indianapolis Run For Your Lives on June 23rd.
Here’s what happened. Tina and I signed up for this race BEFORE she got pregnant.
Pregnant women and zombies don’t mix.
I’m not much of a runner anyway. I keep wanting to be, and someday I will, but for now, my weight is just too much for me to comfortable run. Oh well. It is what it is. I am not using it as an excuse to not be active, because I work out. I just don’t run yet.
Well, that means I have two tickets for Indianapolis that we aren’t going to use. I contacted the race organizers, they said that a ticket transfer was no problem (and offered congrats on our upcoming baby), so here I am.
Two tickets. 9 a.m. Indianapolis Run for Your Lives. June 23rd.
Please note – the wave, date, and location CANNOT BE CHANGED. You are literally going to just be taking our place in the race.
Here’s how you win.
Leave a comment, telling me whether you want one or both tickets.
I’ll select a winner with random.org. If the first person selected wants both ticket, then they get both tickets. If they want one, I’ll draw again for another. If that person wants the remaining ticket, they get it. If not, I’ll keep going until I’ve given away the other ticket.
Leave a comment.
And as I give these tickets away, I look forward to the day that I can compete in Run For Your Lives.
Contest is open until end of day, May 3rd. Winner will be announced on May 4th (assuming I get the contacts made quickly.) You will have three days to reply to my email to you (if you don’t notice on the blog), and if I don’t hear from you, I’ll keep moving down the list of potential winners.
No weigh-in this week because Tina and I are off on a weekend trip to Washington, D.C.! We’re leaving tonight at ten p.m. and are going to drive all night. Yikes.
We initially had this trip planned because we were doing Run for Your Lives, but after I was benched by a sprain foot, we still had hotel reservations that we are NOT letting go to waste. Instead of spending Saturday in Darlington, Maryland, we’ll spend Friday AND Saturday roaming our nation’s capitol.
See you next week!
I never weigh in on Wednesday, but I also usually don’t disappear for almost two weeks at a time with nary a word.
This really isn’t even a weigh-in. Let me just do a bit of word blurg (a nicer word than vomit, don’t you think?) and describe everything that has happened lately. The good… and the bummed me out.
First, the good.
I weighed in two Fridays ago at 370.8.
I weighed in this morning, because I realized I hadn’t written a single blog post in almost two weeks, at 374.4.
You know what, though. I’m not too sad about it, for two reasons. One, there is a reason for the weight gain, which I’ll explain in a bit. And two, I’ve still lost inches! I realized that I had gotten into the third hole of my belt.
As a result, I measured myself and saw that my waist was 51.5”, which is two inches down from the last time I measured on September 9th. Woo hoo!
So, let me just get everything else out that has happened here very quickly.
Run For Your Lives is in two weeks on October 22nd.
It does not look like I will be running.
Because I freaking sprained my FOOT on Sunday! Seriously, who sprains their foot?!
Well, I do. I sprain my foot. Tina and I went for a jog, and while I wasn’t really feeling the workout, I pushed through and finished it. I felt like I was in a decent place for the race. I didn’t suspect I would be capable of running the entire thing, but I did feel like it was possible that I might be able to jog and walk the race and finish in under 42-45 minutes.
However, by late Sunday night, my foot ached. I wasn’t too stressed about it.
The next morning when I woke up, it hurt worse. My left foot ached so bad that I could only walk/hobble by putting all of my weight on my heel. I was SLOW. One of my colleagues saw me when I finally trudged in to work and said, “You should really probably get that checked out.”
Well, that argument didn’t really hold up, so I decided to bite the bullet and go to the WKU Health Services Center. Fortunately, it is located about one hundred feet from the building my office is in, so it wasn’t too far of a trek.
After X-rays and a little foot manipulation, it was determined that it wasn’t broken (whew!), just badly sprained (suck!). I was given an anti-inflammatory and crutches and ordered to stay off of my foot as much as possible for the next week.
“But doc, zombies!”
No go. He said that I was to do no strenuous, weight-bearing exercise for the next week. More to the point, he said, “I appreciate that you are trying to be physically active and losing weight is fantastic, but a man of your weight, especially when you have already had stress injuries like this one, should not be jogging. Exercise, definitely. Weight-bearing exercise, even. But no high-impact activities like jogging. After you’ve lost some weight, we’ll talk.”
I can’t be mad. He said it in a very delicate way, which I appreciate. I’ve had doctors in the past who would have told me, “You’re too fat. Fat people shouldn’t jog.” He was very appropriate and personable about it, which was nice.
So… as much as I want to be a runner, it’s going to have to wait.
I’m still trying to decide what to do about Run For Your Lives. Tina and I have already reserved our hotel room, so we are going to DC for the weekend. As for whether we’ll race… well, ordinarily, I would just plan to walk the race. However, this race is released in waves, and I don’t want to be walking the course when the wave behind me comes running up. Any suggestions? I hate to throw in the towel, but I think I’ve been benched.
But wait, the suckfest continues!
I also have a sinus infection. I’ve got a Z-pak, but I’m REALLY hoping I’ll be well by Saturday. After all, Saturday is our One Year Anniversary!
Fortunately, fall break starts tomorrow. I’ve got literal stacks of papers to grade and tons to do, but I am going to be able to do them from home. No teaching on my feet for hours. So hopefully, the rest will help me heal.
I’ll try not to disappear again!
On the plus side, I am eating well. I’m all about real food at the moment, regardless of caloric content. Doesn’t this breakfast look amazing?
So, what’s new with you?
I truly believed that by working at a university, I would have an easy summer. There aren’t many students here now, right? It’s got to be easier.
One of the busiest summers of my professional life ever. (I’ll be honest – I’m really looking forward to having next summer off. My new nine month contract starts in August! Woo hoo!)
But I wouldn’t change a second of it. It’s been awesome. I’ve made some extra money, paid down some credit card debt (still have a ways to go, but we’re working on it!), had some good times, and kept working out. My weight, as always, is giving me a little trouble, but I’m in charge here, and the numbers are dropping. I’m actually excited about weighing in tomorrow. I expect to post at least a two pound loss, so woo hoo for me.
The Run For Your Lives is in just a few months. Holy crap. I have to get cracking! Weights are good, weights are great. The weight room makes me happy. And weights are going to be crucial during this challenge, because the Run For Your Lives isn’t an ordinary 5K. They’ve only released two of the twelve obstacles we have to navigate during the race (while running from zombies), but one involves climbing a wall. Climbing a wall will take muscles. It would be nice if I was about two hundred pounds lighter, but I’ll just have to do the best I can. Fortunately, we’re allowed to skip obstacles if we just physically can’t do them, so I always have that in my back pocket. (This is not the best option, for two reasons. One, if you skip an obstacle, while you are allowed to finish, you automatically finish as a zombie, and I’m still hoping to finish the race as a survivor.)
So, in a change of pace, rather than lift weights this morning, we did cardio at the gym this morning. I’m still nowhere near ready to run a 5K, and given that I’m being CHASED through a 5K on October 22nd, I should get a move on. I feel confident in my ability to tear it up; I’ve still got time. I just have to start. So today we did.
It’s funny. If you take a break from exercise, you lose it. A few months ago, I actually jogged 1.55 miles without too terribly much effort. Today, three separate 1-minute jogs almost killed me. Oh well. I was there once; I’ll get there again. Tina and I are even talking about hitting the gym after work a few times, too, just to get in more cardio time. (We like weights in the morning.)
But this morning, I watched an episode of Power Rangers at the gym. I just put my iPad on the treadmill, signed on to WKU’s wireless internet, pulled up the Netflix ap, and got the 4th episode of the 1st season going. The pregnant lady next to me on the treadmill kept giving me looks out of the corner of her eye when the show started. I know she was just jealous she had to watch AM Kentucky while I was rocking out with Zordon and Alpha.
So yeah, I accidentally took a little hiatus from my dorkdom to work on work. Geeze, it’s like there are bills that have to be paid or something. And while I can’t promise how often I’ll post, I’m really going to try and do more than just my weekly weigh-ins.
Without further ado, I present to you the 4th episode of Mighty Morphin Power Rangers, A Pressing Engagement.
Our episode starts with Jason in the Youth Center, trying to set the Angel Grove High Bench Press record. For most reps. The record to beat is 1,010. Not heaviest weight. Most reps.
Okay, I’ve never heard of such a weight lifting record, but whatever. Ernie loses count around 1,005, and Jason is afraid people will think he’s a quitter. Kimberly and Zack assure him that they will think no such thing.
Rita notices that Jason is distraught, but his friends make him feel better. Therefore, she will send a monster called King Sphinx down who can flap his wings, blow the other Rangers away, and make Jason be alone or something.
This should have been the episode they submitted for the Emmy nod.
Anyway, Jason, Zack, and Kimberly hear from Zordon about the monster, morph, and sure enough, Kimberly and Zack are blown away from the fight and into the Youth Center, demorphed.
Jason, of course, is alone, but the other four get together, Zordon tells them something about Power Crystals or Power Somethings, and the Ranger find them, throw them, or something, Jason finds them, and they turn into his friends.
I really was paying attention. But in the end, Jason is reunited with his friends, they defeat the monster, and he reattempts the bench press record, this time with Trini counting. And of course, he succeeds, with his friend’s help. Mostly because Trini can actually count above 1,000 without being distracted.
Weight Loss Analogy
Okay, I never claimed that every episode would be a winner. Part of the problem is that Power Rangers was adapted from footage of the Japanese show Kyoruu Sentai Zyuranger. Other than the appearance of the Ranger suits, very little stayed the same. It wasn’t a show about five teenagers fighting evil. It was about five ancient warriors fighting evil.
That made for some interesting fill-ins when the show was adapted for a US audience. The Power Crystals allegedly made more sense in the original footage. (The usage of Japanese footage is also why the Yellow Ranger looks masculine when morphed. Yellow was male in Japan.) But regardless, I’m going to disregard the Power Crystals or whatever other nonsense was going on and just focus on Jason.
Jason admitted that he needed his friends to help him out.
How perfect is that for weight loss and fitness? Whether you have a little to lose or almost 200 pounds to lose (or more), we don’t need to do it alone.
I’m not going to say that it can’t be done alone, but I know that I, for one, have no desire to attempt it alone.
I’m very lucky in that I am surrounded by people to help me out. Tina is my number one support. I have my coworkers, who always express an interest when I share any success I’ve had in the gym or on the scale. I have my Weight Watchers @Work group, who are likewise very encouraging and a great support system.
I’ve also got this blog and all of you. I love having a place where I can vent, share my dorkiness, and talk with others. Even if you don’t have a blog, you can leave comments and talk with people on their blogs. We’re all in this together, and collectively, we can accomplish more than we can alone.
Those are just some of the people I have in my corner, helping me in my weight loss fight. (And I’m including you in my corner, too. You’re a bigger help to me than you’ll ever realize.)
Who is helping you?